By: Cecy Robson
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.
This was Trinity Summer last summer in Kiawah, South Carolina before she heads for the peace corps. But before that happens she is going to enjoy her job as supervising lifeguard at Magenta Grove beach resort and hanging with her friends. The last thing she expects is to become attracted to a former Ranger named Callahan, who doesn't talk, just grunts! That is until she makes him smile, then he becomes her whole world.
When Callahan Sawyer returned from Iraq, he was a broken man filled with survivors guilt. Being back in his uncles house (which is now his), working in a bar and running till exhaustion, so he doesn't have to remember Iraq, is what his life is about. What he doesn't expect, is meeting Trinity and despite ignoring her, she manages to get under his skin and to release his nightmares.
As the summer progresses, so does their relationship and Cal finally finds his pease. Until a secret destroys everything they have…but is it truly the end?!
Cecy Robson's books always seem to be able to rip my emotions to shreds and Inseverable is no different. The writing and plot are outstanding and emotional and manages to get into your soul.
When it comes to the characters; your honestly cannot help falling in love with email all. Trinity is sweet and funny and has THE biggest heart. Callahan is strong, but broken and I felt like I just wanted to give him a huge hug! Seriously, Trinity is his perfect match! Sean, Hale, Mason and Becca had me in hysterics for most of the book. But whenever I heard the name Landon, I will always think "Bedazzled Vagina!".
I give Inseverable 5 stars
When Callahan Sawyer returned from Iraq, he was a broken man filled with survivors guilt. Being back in his uncles house (which is now his), working in a bar and running till exhaustion, so he doesn't have to remember Iraq, is what his life is about. What he doesn't expect, is meeting Trinity and despite ignoring her, she manages to get under his skin and to release his nightmares.
As the summer progresses, so does their relationship and Cal finally finds his pease. Until a secret destroys everything they have…but is it truly the end?!
Cecy Robson's books always seem to be able to rip my emotions to shreds and Inseverable is no different. The writing and plot are outstanding and emotional and manages to get into your soul.
When it comes to the characters; your honestly cannot help falling in love with email all. Trinity is sweet and funny and has THE biggest heart. Callahan is strong, but broken and I felt like I just wanted to give him a huge hug! Seriously, Trinity is his perfect match! Sean, Hale, Mason and Becca had me in hysterics for most of the book. But whenever I heard the name Landon, I will always think "Bedazzled Vagina!".
I give Inseverable 5 stars
Three days.
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.
Cecy
Robson is a
new adult and contemporary author of the Shattered Past series, the O’Brien
Family novels and upcoming Carolina Beach novels, as well as the award-winning
author of the Weird Girls urban fantasy romance series. A 2016 double nominated
RITA®finalist for Once Pure and Once Kissed, Cecy is a recovering Jersey girl
living in the South who enjoys carbs way too much, and exercise way too little.
Gifted and cursed with an overactive imagination, you can typically find her on
her laptop silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.
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