Author: Angie McKeon
Release Date: April, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Our lives shattered... Our hearts broken... Our souls torn to pieces...
He was my world, my whole life. My reason for breathing. I had a perfect marriage, a baby on the way, and I felt fulfilled—almost invincible.
Until the day life hit, leaving me broken, vulnerable, and alone.
She was my life. My ray of hope on the cloudiest day. With her, I thought I had the ultimate safety. A love that would never hurt or betray me. I gave her my heart, my body, and my soul.
Until she broke me, destroying every dream and illusion I had about life, love, and marriage.
In our grief, we made a mistake. A mistake I'm not sure we can come back from.
“Look at me, Kylie,” he says.
If I look at him, I’ll die. My heart will crumble, and I won’t make it out of his office. I can’t do it. The pain is unbearable. When I leave here, he’s with her. The thought of him with her, while I’m pining away for him makes me sick.
It destroys me.
“Please, Ky. I need you to look at me. Don’t do this. Don’t play fucking games with me. I need you to look at me now.”
Just do it. Suck it up.
I turn around and look at him with tears in my eyes and distress smeared across my features like paint on a canvas. My body seeps anguish I can’t hide. I can never hide my heart. My feelings are always written on every seam of my face, every angle of my form. My distress penetrates the air around me, pulling him into my suffering, entangling and entrapping him within the storm that rages in me. I’m broken without him and I've been without him for so long that I've lost pieces of myself along the way. The jar that holds the last of my heart is about to shatter until nothing is left but shards of the woman I used to be.
“I can’t take this anymore,” I whisper, my voice broken. “We need to talk about us over dinner.”
I can’t give a voice to my thoughts. If nothing changes between now and then, our marriage can’t go on. He’s killing me, and I’m killing him. Together, we’re a car wreck heading straight for a cliff. A cliff that spans a mountain. We are on our way to certain emotional death and this ride’s something I don’t want to be a part of anymore. I want off.
His eyes pierce mine, and I know he knows what I’m thinking. He looks stunned, and for a split second, I see fear. Cold, fucking fear. He sees everything I need him to see and more. I hope he gets it. I hope he understands that this might be the end of our road. We need to have something to work for, or we have nothing. I love him, but this love hurts. It hurts in a way I would've never dreamed it could.
All rights reserved. Against All Odds © 2014 Copyright, Angie McKeon.
A multi-tasker from birth—and now proudly able to add 'writer' to my resume—I'm a mother, wife and blogger. I love to read, write and drink copious amounts of iced coffee.
All three aforementioned addictions are detrimental to my sanity.
I have a voracious appetite for dark, painful and twisted reads. I'm enamored with the concept of love and heart break. I believe life is a journey, a tale in its own for each of us. The road to happiness is sometimes paved with stones from hell, or glitters of satisfaction graced from the heavens above.
In my upcoming debut novel, 'Against All Odds,' I strive to make you feel. I believe any emotion—whether painful or happy—is good. To me, the key to living is to go through life feeling its ups and downs. Love is dark and it can be painful but, at the end of the day, it can save the most lost of souls and the most broken of hearts
Ok first of all, this is a debut novel? Never in a million years would I have guessed that if I didn't already know going in. The writing is top notch and I'm left thoroughly impressed.
I'm going to go ahead and say that I can see that this book will probably get it's fair share of low ratings, not because the writing is bad or that the story is not well developed. It will simply be the fuckedupidness (that's totes a word now) of the whole situation and the fact that they can't reconcile any sort of HEA coming from it. What I would say to those reviewers is this. Isn't that proof of a well written story? How can this writer take me to such a dark and completely fucked up place only to somehow redeem the characters in the end? Trust me, I hated 2/3 of the story but only because it stirred such strong emotions in me. I was pissed at myself for understanding how Cooper and Kylie got to the point that they did. I hated Angie for writing it so well that I could look past the disgust I felt for them and in the end feel like I was their biggest cheerleader.
This book gutted me, then brought me to a place where I could recognize that sometimes people do really stupid shit because they are in pain and don't know how to deal.
Then to get the glimpse of what's coming in book two. I'm just hoping that Angie doesn't take it to where it's implied it might go. Of course, I have to believe that if she does, she'll somehow still get me on her side.
*I received an ARC from the author/publisher in exchange for an honest review