Little Lies, an all-new, angsty and emotional new adult romance from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting writing as H. Hunting is out now! Five plus stars!!
“H. Hunting pens a heartbreaking tale that leaves readers absolutely breathless from beginning to end. One of her best books yet!”
- Stacey Lynn, author
I don’t want you.
You mean nothing to me.
I never loved you.
I turned my words into swords.
And I cut her down.
Shoved the blade in and watched her fall.
I said I’d never hurt her, and I did.
Years later, I’m faced with all the little lies, the untruths, the false realities, the damage I inflicted, when all I wanted was to indulge my obsession.
Lavender Waters is the princess in the tower. Even her name is the thing fairy tales are made of.
I used to be the one who saved her.
Over and over again.
But I don’t want to save her anymore.
I just want to pretend the lies are still the truth.
My Review (ARC provided)
Five plus stars!
I don’t even know where to begin, this books knocked my socks off, it really was amazing. Oh my was it angsty, so angsty that at times I was crawling out of my skin. I was angry and hurt for these characters. And just when you need it Helena throws in her humor. It’s like her timing was on point, a little comic relief to ease the tension.
Lavender and Kodiac were each other’s person, Kodiac only a couple years older and Lavender’s brother Maverick’s best friend, but they had a connection that no one understood. Both struggling with anxiety in different ways and both helped the other out until they didn’t/couldn’t anymore. I was mad at Kodiac, I was mad at the parents and I was mad at Lavender’s twin brother River. He especially couldn’t understand the bond they shared, that bond should be theirs, a twin bond. As they get older more and more things happen to pull these two apart and eventually pull them apart altogether.
“We’re the same but different. We’re connected by invisible threads. I always seem to understand when she’s sad or scared. But no one really understands, so we don’t try to explain.”
After years of not seeing or speaking Kodiac and Lavender reunite but it is not a happy reunion and they are doing everything to make each other miserable. They try to avoid each other so history doesn’t repeat itself but you never know what can happen when you live down the street. Bring on the angst!! Ugh my heart couldn’t take these two, they are perfect for each other but so flawed too.
“My fear is your fear.”
Kodiac tried so hard to stay away and do what he thought was right but the pull they had was too strong and instead of trying to be nice he pulled her in in others ways and then pushed her away again.
I tried so hard not to love her. It’s like she engraved herself on my heart when we were kids. I couldn’t not love her.”
Sigh...as you see I fell in love with the book, it captured me from page one and I didn’t let go until the end. And I’m still trying to let go now.
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Excerpt
The front door swings open, and the never-ending nightmare that is this day smacks me in the face like a long-expired sausage. Kodiak stands in the doorway wearing only a pair of swim shorts, wet hair sticking out all over the place, water dripping on the damn floor. But God, is he ever glorious. Muscle layered over muscle, thick biceps flexing as he holds the doorjamb, a mischievous grin popping the dimple in his left cheek.
My heart seizes and gallops. I miss this version of him: the one that smiles and doesn’t hate me.
He ruins everything a moment later by bellowing, “Who’s fucking in the driveway?”
His gaze moves to Dylan, who looks as horrified as I feel, but as it shifts to me, his smile drops and my stomach tightens.
“You should really go,” I tell Dylan.
“I’ll see you around.” He disappears into his car and barely has the door closed before he’s backing out of the driveway and screeching down the street.
I adjust my backpack on my shoulder and head for the house, steeling my spine and my nerves because Kodiak is still standing in the middle of the doorway, his face a mask of indifference. I try to brush by him, but he stays where he is, making it impossible.
I sigh, exhausted beyond belief. I just want to go upstairs and have a good, cathartic cry. I try to mirror his apathy. “Can you move so I can get into my house?”
His brow furrows as his eyes move over my face. He lifts his hand, like maybe he’s thinking about touching me. There’s no way I can handle that. I jerk back and swat his hand away. “What are you doing?”
“Your lip is bleeding.”
“Don’t act like you actually give a shit, Kodiak.”
“Tell me what happened.” His voice is low and soft, and for whatever reason, that makes me even angrier, so I lash out, wanting to wound him the way he keeps wounding me.
“You, Kodiak. You happened, and you ruined my goddamn life. Now get the hell out of my way.” I elbow past him, almost tripping over several sets of running shoes.
I head straight for my bedroom and lock the door behind me. I slide down the wall until my butt hits the floor and close my eyes, taking deep breaths.
I imagined the concern in his voice.
I imagined the pain that sat heavy behind his eyes.
We see what we want to, not the truth, especially when it hurts.
About Helena Hunting
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.
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