Series: Full Tilt #2
on October 11th, 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Reeling from her loss, Kacey Dawson is grieving and heartbroken, her addictive demons hauling her back into the alcohol-soaked abyss she worked so hard to crawl out of. Kacey teeters on the edge of oblivion, and must fight her way through the pain, to build a new life for herself with her music, and somehow fulfill the promise she made to JonahÔÇªone she feels is impossible to keep.
Theo Fletcher has a secret burning in his heart, one that he holds close, while he struggles to keep strong for his family that is falling apart. His motherÔÇÖs health is fragile and his fatherÔÇÖs disapproval is breaking him down. Theo is afraid if he follows his heart, heÔÇÖll fail, and not just himself, but his brother who believed in him when no one else did.
Drawn together by their pain, Theo and Kacey slowly build a friendship, re-forge old ties, help each other to heal, and give one another the courage to reach for their dreams. Together, from the depths of grief and guilt, they learn to laugh again, to trust again, and quite possibly find something beautiful and lasting amid the shattered pieces of their broken hearts.
ÔÖ¬ÔÖ½┬©.ÔÇó*┬¿*ÔÇóÔÖ½ÔÖ¬ 6 Stars┬áÔÖ¬ÔÖ½ÔÇó*┬¿*ÔÇó.┬©ÔÖ¬ÔÖ½
ÔÇ£Where there is ruin, there is hope for treasure.ÔÇØ
ItÔÇÖs no secret IÔÇÖm a huge Emma Scott fan. Even though IÔÇÖve only just started reading her this year, she has made the top of my favorite author list, and all it took was one book. Emma Scott has a unique talent of drawing you in with her wordsÔÇömaking you feel the good, the bad, the devastating, the exhilarating. Her words grip your soul and wonÔÇÖt let go.
“Despite our losses, we would keep going. Never give in or give up. Because love always wins. Always.”
And her ÔÇ£Full Tilt SeriesÔÇØ wasnÔÇÖt any different. She destroyed me with Full Tilt, made me love this amazing character who will always hold a piece of my heart, only to destroy me, and then put me back together with All In. Jonah and Theo, two characters who couldnÔÇÖt be more different and yet so achingly similar in every way that counts, will forever hold a piece of my heart.
ÔÇ£She sang about waking up surrounded by beauty and peace. Opening her eyes after a long nightmare of loud music, a party that never ended, and a costume she could never take off.ÔÇØ
Kacey Dawson went through hell, losing Jonah wrecked her. She couldnÔÇÖt deal with the pain, so she left Las Vegas to drink herself into oblivion. Tethering on the edge she needs help, and the only person able to offer her any is Theo Fletcher. Together, the two of them embark on a story of forgiveness, acceptance, letting go, and finding love again. Both of them continuously broke my heart. Unsure of their feelings, battling guilt and loyalties, yet their story was a beautiful one.
ÔÇ£The feeling you have in that moment right as you wake up, before your brains mucks it all up with thought and words? The very first feeling is where the truth lives.ÔÇØ
I didnÔÇÖt expect to love Theo as much as I did, figuring my heart belonged to Jonah, and only him. But Theo has a way about him, making him irresistible. HeÔÇÖs the ÔÇ£Hanging ManÔÇØÔÇösacrificing himself and his dreams for the people he loves; he always puts everyone else first. HeÔÇÖs the rock holding everyone up when they would rather fall apart. HeÔÇÖs probably one of the most selfless charactersÔÇömaking sure to never claim any creditÔÇöI have read in a long while. Yet, heÔÇÖs hurting, too. But it seems everyone else is too busy dealing with their own pain to see it.
“If Jonah was the glue that held us together, you’re the rock we set our backs to.”
Kacey and Theo healed each otherÔÇögiving the other just what they need. I loved their journey. It wasnÔÇÖt perfect, but it was real. Moving on isnÔÇÖt always easy, but having something next to you to hold you up when you want to break makes all the difference. In the end, Theo and Kacey gave each other strength and courage to go after what they wanted.
ÔÇ£Love had no end. She was infinite. She was a universe, my universe, and I was hers. Love had no boundaries, no rules, no favorites. And no limits.ÔÇØ
Emma ScottÔÇÖs writing, as always, is superb. The emotions she was able to draw out of me were plenty. Usually, I would say crying in public is embarrassing, but with a book as beautiful as this one, it was worth it. I donÔÇÖt know another author who is able to make me feel so much with a few simple sentences. And I do believe that the world, or at least my world, is a better place for a talent such as Emma ScottÔÇÖs.
This book came at the perfect time in my life, when moving on in a way where you donÔÇÖt ignore your pain, seems impossible. It might sound clich├®d, but seeing others, even if they are fictional characters, go through something similar makes it easier to let go and not feel guilty. To laugh and have fun without feeling bad you are living your life while someone else was robbed of the same privilege. Words not only have the power to hurt, but also healÔÇöand All In definitely did that for me, which is why this book will always be special to me.
ÔÇ£From the depths of grief and pain, something good and joyful growing?ÔÇØ
In the end, there are no words that will convey how much this series means to me. Both books gave me something different just when I needed it. The characters will stay with me for the rest of my days, I have no doubt, theyÔÇÖre that special. TheyÔÇÖre complexity, depth, and vibrancy bled out the pages into me. And everyone needs to experience the genius that is Emma Scott. ItÔÇÖs an experience worth its weight in gold every single time.
ÔÇ£We stood up together, emerged from the barren space together, bonded not in shared grief, but in shared love. Theo and I, a treasure out of the ruin.ÔÇØ
I wish I could give this book, and the series, a hundred stars. Instead, it will go on my list of Top Reads for 2016, as well as my All Time Favorite list.
~Review by Anja
I concentrated on the music, pretending to listen and resolutely not looking at Theo. But the damn music was bluesy, sexyÔÇª A slow burn of want and longing. It dialed into my already aching body, filling me with a need to be touched.
A shadow fell over me, and I looked up to see Theo standing, his hand outstretched.
ÔÇ£Dance with me.ÔÇØ
It wasnÔÇÖt a request, and my traitorous body was already rising to its feet before I could think.
Theo took my hand in his and led me to the small dance floor, where a dozen other couples were swaying to the music. Some, driven by the sultry tones of the song and the singerÔÇÖs smoky voice, were grinding their hips together, thighs intertwined.
Theo slung my arms around his neck, then put his hands on my hips, and began to move.
IÔÇÖd never stood this close to Theo before. Our bodies pressed tight. Our faces so close, I could smell the sweet heat of his food, the bitterness of beer, the salt of his sweat. His heart beat thick against mine. The ragged exhale of his breath.
ÔÇ£You told me at the wedding you didnÔÇÖt dance,ÔÇØ I said, every part of my body conscious of touching every part of his.
His mouth shaped the words, ÔÇ£I lied,ÔÇØ but no sound reached me over the music.
I could barely breathe. I was losing myself in him. Our eyes locked. I couldnÔÇÖt look anywhere but at him. The light brown of his eyes fiery, like a shot of whiskey backlit by a white-hot flame. His hips ground a slow circle against mine, his thigh inching between my legs. One arm slid around my waist, the other came up the middle of my back, holding me close. My arms wound around his neck, my fingers burrowed into his damp hair.
ÔÇ£I like this,ÔÇØ he murmured. His whole body was flush against mine. I could feel its power, the strength of his muscles holding and moving me with the music. The hollow of his neck glistened. I felt my own sweat slide over my collarbone and between my breasts. My blood was on fire in a way that was entirely separate from the Louisiana summer. A heat Theo was building in me with every roll of his pelvis against mine. I felt the stiffness of his jeans against my skin as his hand slipped down to my ass, pressing me tighter against him. Grinding in a dance that felt more likeÔÇª