Meet Till & Eliza in Aly Martinez’s newest fighter series!
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Sound is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the clarity fades into silence, it's the obscure background noise that you would give anything to hold on to?
I've always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn’t hear her voice.
You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one.
They both happened anyway.
Now, I'm on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.
Fighting for my career.
Fighting the impending silence.
Fighting for her.
Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her.
I think that's the sound I'll miss the most.
Gosh, Fighting Silence was sooooooo good!!!
This was the first book of Aly Martinez's that I've read, and I already am positive it wont be the last.
Both Eliza and Till had shitty families. Till had 2 parents that were too busy with drugs and drinking to even worry about their kids, and Eliza had two parents that were too busy fighting to even care about her well being. Both Till and Eliza had a safe haven. This apartment that was vacant. They would both go there when they wanted to get away. Very soon it became "theirs".
Till was a fighter. He was great in the ring, plus it kept him out of trouble. Eliza on the other hand was big into art. She loved to draw. Even though her Mom hated that she gained that trait from her father, it never stopped Eliza from drawing.
Till knew him and Eliza wouldn't work. He loved her from a young age, but had secrets that he felt would prevent them from having a future. Eliza didn't care though. She had eyes for one man, and one man only. Till Page.
Aly has a way with words. I remember coming to a certain part in the book. Eliza didn't want a "fantasy" with Till, she wanted the reality. Anyways, I almost threw my kindle, until I read the next sentence. Then I was like "Ohhhh Okay" LOL. I read Fighting Silence in one sitting, it was sooo good. I laughed, cried, smiled. I felt every emotion while reading this amazing book. By the end of the book I wanted, no, needed more.
Aly, you are an amazing writer, and I look forward to reading ALL of your books!!!
If you like a fighter romance, with a lot of HEART, Fighting Silence is the book for you!
"That wasn't yours to take away," he exploded into the otherwise silent night. His words echoed off the surrounding buildings, each wave slicing me to the quick all over again. "That was our place. Not yours." His voice cracked right alongside my heart.
"Yeah, well, there was a lot of stuff that wasn't yours to take either." I held his gaze, desperately trying to be strong, but as his eyes grew wide, I whimpered.
His long legs strode forward, stopping only inches away from me. He was crowding me, but he still leaned in closer to my face. "There is nothing in this world that was ever more mine than you," he stated. Though it was the absolute truth, I wished with all my heart that it were a lie.
"Till," I cried, swiping the tears from my eyes.
"Why!" he shouted, causing his muscles to tense under the force. "Goddamn it! I needed that place."
Porch lights flashed on from the surrounding apartments, illuminating not only the dark but also my rage.
I shoved my hands into his chest. "What about what I needed? You left! I waited in that fucking apartment for weeks."
He didn't budge, but my bare feet slipped, sending me toward the ground. Impossibly fast, Till's hand snaked out and caught my arm. I didn't let his chivalrous gesture douse my fire. I had six months’ worth of words to say to the man I was irrevocably in love with.
"You took what you wanted. Then you left me."
"Doodle," he whispered.
I had been perilously close to the edge of insanity, and with one single word, he’d pushed me over.
I lost it completely.
Pounding my fists against his chest, I screamed at the top of my lungs, "It's Eliza! My name is fucking Eliza! Not Doodle!" I spun to march away, but Till's arms folded around me, lifting me off my feet to restrain me.
I was miniscule compared to him. There was no use in fighting, but I still kicked my legs, irrationally desperate to get away from him—but only because I knew I couldn't keep him for forever.
"Stop it!" he growled into my ear. "I know your Goddamn name—probably better than I know my own."
About the Author:
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.
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