Today I’m participating in a blog tour for Cecy Robson’s Inseverable, book one in her new Carolina Beach series. This is, IMHO, something a bit different from her….
InseverableSeries: Carolina Beach #1
by Cecy Robson
Published by Self Published on June 21st 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, New Adult
I received this book for free from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
How can you imagine forever with someone who's leaving everything behind?
Callahan, a former army sniper, wants to make an escape from his past and everything he experienced at war, but most of all, just not feel. Feeling leads to pain and he’s suffered enough. When he inherits a house on South Carolina’s Kiawah Island, he packs his bags, lured by the peace and seclusion he thinks it will bring. But, Callahan never counted on meeting anyone like Trinity . . .
Trinity has always been the cute, and funny one, who most guys overlook in pursuit of her "hot" friends. She became used to being everyone’s pal, until the day the young man she was attracted to, was drawn to her in return. He became her first great love, and first crushing heartbreak when she found him in bed with one of her closest friends.
To move forward, and to carry out her commitment to helping those in need, Trinity enlists in the Peace Corps, but not before returning to Kiawah for one last memorable summer. She just never imagined it would be so unforgettable.
Callahan doesn’t want to get close to anyone—let alone Trinity. He finds her perkiness insufferable and her attempts to entice a smile distracting. After all, he’s in Kiawah to leave all feelings behind. But when it comes to Trinity, who feels everything, it's hard not to feel something.
Neither expected to fall in love. And no one could have predicted how inseverable they’d become.
Girl next door with sunshine oozing out her pores has her sights set on tall, dark, brooding Army Ranger who is hardened from the horrors of war. Yep, this should be interesting…
Trinity (“Trin” to her friends) is a local on Kiawah Island in South Carolina and has come back to the island after college to work her last summer as a lifeguard with her oldest, best-est friends. At the end of the summer, she’ll be leaving for the Peace Corps, doing work she’s done with her parents her entire life.
But Trin gets a wee bit sidetracked one night out at a favorite local bar when she gets a gander at the “smoking hot bartender with the Army Ranger tat inked to an arm as thick as my thigh”.
That quote says it all. I don’t need to sum up the story anymore than that.
Ms. Robson surprises me this time around with something a little different. Known for her awesome new adult contemporary romances and PNR, she went in a wee bit of a more humorous route (at least in regards to the character’s personalities and wit) and used that humor to help get two polar opposite personalities together, in love… both of them happy with life!
Now, I’ve been reading and reviewing Ms. Robson’s stories for a few years now so I’m sure you’ve “heard me” say she’s a great story teller, she writes well, I love her character’s intelligence, the romance is hot, yada, yada, yada… And again, this all holds true again in Inseverable. Honestly, with as many books as this woman is putting out, I didn’t know she had it in her to surprise me and write an even more favorite book for me to love. See? I write bad but you get what I’m trying to say, right?
Okay, maybe not. I LOVE rom-coms like nobody’s business. What Ms. Robson did was add super hilarious witty zingers and hilarious trains of thought to her signature romantic (albeit slightly angsty) stories and BOOM! Love, love, LOVED IT!!!
It’s a fast read. It’s a great summer read because it’s based in the summer (um, duh). And it has a great cast of supporting characters including a best friend to Trin, Becca, who couldn’t name a superhero if her life depended on it (“Green Bumble Bee”? Wow, that’s really out there in left field, girlfriend!).
And even if I call this a rom-com, this won’t be the usual bubble-gum fluff you’re used to in a rom-com. It has a quirky twist/message that teaches us all it’s important not to toy with someone’s emotions.
CALL THIS ROM-COM ON STEROIDS – THIS STORY HAS TEETH AND IT LEAVES LITTLE LOVE BITES 😉
Conveniently, one of my favorite quotes from the story, that I had highlighted in my Kindle, was made into a teaser…
That’s all I have left until this shit ends.
Three days shouldn’t feel like forever, not compared to the eight years I’ve bled to the Army. Thing is, good men have been killed in less time. In as quick as a blink, a squeeze of a trigger, or a small breath right before a grenade blows is all the time it takes to shove someone right out of life and well into death.
That’s what makes three days as long as it is. Three days is plenty of time to die.
My eyes tear when the wind picks up and shoots grime through the small hole of my lookout point. This blown out piece of cinderblock is only big enough to allow me a view of the street below, but not so small I don’t get smacked in the face with more filth. The tarp flaps above me as I spit out another layer of the dirt-sand mix spackling my teeth. Christ Almighty, I need a swig of the water resting near my elbow. But my thirst, like everything else has to wait.
I have a job to do.
I adjust my hips against the cracked cement of my bed, bathroom, and home all rolled into one, thankful that the agonizing ache stretching over the lower half of my body has settled into a now familiar numbness.
Out of all the points I’d scouted, and all the accumulated years spent in this position, I should be used to it. And in a strange way, it should almost be home. Yet nothing ever has been home.
But in three days, maybe something finally will be . . .
I shove my thoughts away and breathe as my fellow Rangers stalk along the street. It’s then I see them, a mother and daughter walking straight toward my team. Less than one city block separates them from the men counting on me to keep them alive.
The hell? How did they get past the other sniper unreported? Rogers is new on watch. But the quick paces these two are taking should have clued him in that something’s up. I train my scope on their faces; their expressions are blank, unreadable. ‘Cept that’s not what keeps my attention.
The little girl can’t be more than five. So why the fuck isn’t her mother holding her hand? I lift my radio and bark a warning, dropping it beside me as I lock my scope dead center on the woman’s head.
The radio crackles and Modreski chimes in, yelling at his team to hold their positions. He asks me what my plan is, knowing if something’s caused the short-hairs on my neck to rise, he and the boys damn well need to listen. But I don’t hear him, with a breath and a squeeze of the trigger, I leave a kid without a mother.
Just beneath the sleeve of her abayah―the dress completely covering her body―I see it, a detonator that would trigger the explosives likely strapped to her chest. A few Rangers I know―Simons and Boreman, rush forward. I start to mutter a curse, pissed at her for making me shoot her in front of her kid. But the curse lodges in my throat when I see the kid isn’t looking at her mother lying next to her dead.
She’s watching my advancing team as she lifts the detonator clasped tight in her hand.
TOUR-WIDE GIVEAWAY TIME!!