*** Part 1 of a 3 part serial ***
Cory James has never known a life where she wasn’t running. Running from the cops, her home, her past. Running from love. The only time she’s free is when she throws on her hood and takes to the roofs to become a part of New York, to climb to a place in the city where she doesn’t feel alone.
Stealing is nothing, lying inevitable, byproducts of survival. A way for Cory to provide for herself and for her younger sister, Jill, give her the life Cory couldn’t have. For five years, Cory set up a long line of teetering dominos, one by one, choice by choice.
Meeting Van is the first domino to fall, and once they crash into each other, it’s only a matter of time before her whole world is in danger of falling apart. She can tell herself over and again that she doesn’t care, but it’s a lie. She knows it from the first time she says his name, but she can’t let him in, not when she has a job to do, a job that could rip her life apart at the seams. One that she’ll have to betray Van to finish.
He’ll follow however high she can climb, but she can only run for so long before she has to choose.
Review
When I first saw the premise of this series, I thought, hmm that sounds interesting. But boy was I surprised when I actually started reading it. For a lack of a better phrase, it totally blew me away.
It's such an adrenaline rush of a read. The story brings you along for the ride; a fast paced ride. I felt Cory's pain and became emotionally involved in her life. Cory and Van have a chemistry that can't be denied nor tamed. Their interest in running bring them together. Evan though meeting Van may have started the downfall of her carefully crated world, she still can't stay away from him.
There may be trouble ahead for these two but I, for one, can't wait to see what happens. Bottom line, if you are looking for a read that will leave you breathless and thirsty for more, this is it.
Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life -- a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom; she has three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife; even though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey. Her favorite word starts with f and ends with k.
From roots in Houston, to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.
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