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Don't Let Go

Don't Let Go, July 2015
by Sharla Lovelace

Montlake Romance
Featuring: Jules Doucette; Noah Ryan
350 pages
ISBN: 1503944026
EAN: 9781503944022
Kindle: B00S6Z3SAK
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"A boy and girl suffer loss and 26 years of separation to have a secret change their lives forever."

Fresh Fiction Review

Don't Let Go
Sharla Lovelace

Reviewed by Kay Quintin
Posted July 14, 2015

Women's Fiction | Contemporary | Romance

It's been twenty-six years and Julianna Doucette White is about to have the biggest heartache walk back into her life at Copper Falls, Texas. It's been that long since at seventeen she had a son torn from her arms at birth and his father deserting her. With a domineering mother controlling everything, Jules had the choice taken from her life. Her parents deceased, she now has inherited not only the family home but the bookshop as well, which has never been her interest and she is still following the dictates of others. As a divorcee she is dealing with her rebellious teenage daughter Becca.

The positively edible Noah Ryan arrives with a beautiful young pregnant woman on his arm, introducing her as his fiancée. Trying to avoid Noah is consistently difficult, and it isn't long to see that neither has lost that deeply seeded love for each other that they try to ignore. Sharing the devastating loss of their child haunts them each January 29th; the day of his birth. Noah's father, Johnny Mack Ryan, runs a café next door to the bookstore and has held a vendetta against Jules since his son took off. The more entangled their lives become the more secrets come to light of the deception by Jules's mother, lies even unknown by her Nana Mae. Neither Jules nor Noah could possibly fathom these are secrets that will permanently change everyone's lives forever.

This poignant tale of a young couple obsessively in love with each other since childhood that should last a lifetime can have their futures split in two in one disbelieving moment. Once I began DON'T LET GO, I absolutely could not put it down until I had the whole thing read.

DON'T LET GO captured my heart with the sincere emotional upheaval these young lovers were forced to endure. This was nothing short of captivating, emotional and heartbreaking with a fantastic finish. DON'T LET GO is not the first I have read from Sharla Lovelace and will absolutely not be the last. She truly writes from the heart!

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SUMMARY

Noah Ryan and Jules Doucette had spent every moment of their lives together, first as childhood best friends and later as young lovers. The two had their future all planned out— until one unspeakable decision tore them apart.

Twenty-six years later, Jules is living her life by someone else’s plan. She’s running her mother’s store, living in her mother’s house, following her mother’s rules, and keeping the secrets her mother made her bury.

Then Noah comes home, and any sense of order and structure flies out the window. Noah’s return does more than just stir up old memories—it also forces Jules to see her life in a whole new way and uncover secrets even she didn’t know were hidden. But can the power of first love triumph over years of pain and lies?

Excerpt

Sobs bubbled up and I turned and bolted through the door, pushing a lady out of my way and barreling straight into Noah’s arms.

“Whoa,” he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around me to stabilize us both before looking to see who he’d caught. “Jules, what’s—”

I broke free without speaking and pushed past him.

“Jules, wait, what’s wrong,” he said, following me.

“Leave me alone, Noah.”

If I’d only had my purse with me, I would have headed straight for my car and drove home. In lieu of that, I yanked open the door to the bookstore and prayed he’d stop.

He didn’t, and the barrage of questions trailed behind me all the way to the break room, the swinging door bouncing in his wake. I whirled on him, adrenaline sending a new wave of hot tears over the edge.

“You’re not allowed back here,” I said, my voice shaking with anger.

“Deal with it,” he said, looking at me with exasperation. “What happened over there that’s got you so upset? Surely, Shayna didn’t—”

I laughed, a bitter sound I didn’t even recognize. “Are you kidding me? Shayna is like the nicest person on the planet. I didn’t think it was even possible to be that good.”

A tiny look of relief passed over his face. “What, then?” he demanded.

I scoffed, remembering the horrid words and trying to shove the burning sob down that wanted to split me in half.

She throws one kid away and never thinks of him again…

It won. A noise of pain escaped my throat, and I hissed in a breath to quell it.

“Ask your father,” I spit out, turning away.

I headed for the fridge, wanting to stick my head in the freezer, but the grip on my upper arm stopped me.

“I asked you,” he said roughly as he spun me around.

We both inhaled sharply as we landed together and found ourselves nearly nose to nose. I blinked tears free, bringing Noah’s face into perfect focus. His quickened breath felt warm on my face, and all the hard lines of his expression dissolved when he searched my eyes.

“Shit, Jules,” he said under his breath, so softly it was nearly inaudible.

One of his hands went to my face as if on autopilot, and I shut my eyes tight as the warmth of his hand against my cheek and hair nearly broke me. I could smell him, feel him, and I didn’t dare open my eyes to look at him. He’d see it.

“Noah, don’t,” I whispered through broken breaths. I reached up to pull his hand away, but then the other side of my head was cradled as well, and all my strength melted away. My grip on his hand stayed where it was, and I could feel the slight tremble. Or was that me?

I didn’t open my eyes until I felt his thumbs move across my cheeks, wiping away tears, and it hit me in the chest like a wrecking ball. He looked like someone had beaten the crap out of him from the inside. His eyelids were heavy, like a man who hadn’t slept in days. The turmoil radiating off of him was palpable.

That, plus the feel of his hands in my hair, the closeness of his body, so close I could feel him breathe, it was almost too much. His eyes went to my mouth, and for a second it was like ropes were pulling us together. I could nearly taste him.


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