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Ever,
These letters are often all that get me through week to week. Even if it’s just random stuff, nothing important, they’re important to me. Gramps is great, and I love working on the ranch. But…I’m lonely. I feel disconnected, like I’m no one, like I don’t belong anywhere. Like I’m just here until something else happens. I don’t even know what I want with my future. But your letters, they make me feel connected to something, to someone. I had a crush on you, when we first met. I thought you were beautiful. So beautiful. It was hard to think of anything else. Then camp ended and we never got together, and now all I have of you is these letters. S**t. I just told you I have a crush on you. HAD. Had a crush. Not sure what is anymore. A letter-crush? A literary love? That’s stupid. Sorry. I just have this rule with myself that I never throw away what I write and I always send it, so hopefully this doesn’t weird you out too much. I had a dream about you too. Same kind of thing. Us, in the darkness, together. Just us. And it was like you said, a memory turned into a dream, but a memory of something that’s never happened, but in the dream it felt so real, and it was more, I don’t even know, more RIGHT than anything I’ve ever felt, in life or in dreams. I wonder what it means that we both had the same dream about each other. Maybe nothing, maybe everything. You tell me.
Cade
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Cade,
We’re pen pals. Maybe that’s all we’ll ever be. I don’t know. If we met IRL (in real life, in case you’re not familiar with the term) what would happen? And just FYI, the term you used, a literary love? It was beautiful. So beautiful. That term means something, between us now. We are literary loves. Lovers? I do love you, in some strange way. Knowing about you, in these letters, knowing your hurt and your joys, it means something so important to me, that I just can’t describe. I need your art, and your letters, and your literary love. If we never have anything else between us, I need this. I do. Maybe this letter will only complicate things, but like you I have a rule that I never erase or throw away what I’ve written and I always send it, no matter what I write in the letter.
Your literary love,
Ever
These letters are often all that get me through week to week. Even if it’s just random stuff, nothing important, they’re important to me. Gramps is great, and I love working on the ranch. But…I’m lonely. I feel disconnected, like I’m no one, like I don’t belong anywhere. Like I’m just here until something else happens. I don’t even know what I want with my future. But your letters, they make me feel connected to something, to someone. I had a crush on you, when we first met. I thought you were beautiful. So beautiful. It was hard to think of anything else. Then camp ended and we never got together, and now all I have of you is these letters. S**t. I just told you I have a crush on you. HAD. Had a crush. Not sure what is anymore. A letter-crush? A literary love? That’s stupid. Sorry. I just have this rule with myself that I never throw away what I write and I always send it, so hopefully this doesn’t weird you out too much. I had a dream about you too. Same kind of thing. Us, in the darkness, together. Just us. And it was like you said, a memory turned into a dream, but a memory of something that’s never happened, but in the dream it felt so real, and it was more, I don’t even know, more RIGHT than anything I’ve ever felt, in life or in dreams. I wonder what it means that we both had the same dream about each other. Maybe nothing, maybe everything. You tell me.
Cade
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Cade,
We’re pen pals. Maybe that’s all we’ll ever be. I don’t know. If we met IRL (in real life, in case you’re not familiar with the term) what would happen? And just FYI, the term you used, a literary love? It was beautiful. So beautiful. That term means something, between us now. We are literary loves. Lovers? I do love you, in some strange way. Knowing about you, in these letters, knowing your hurt and your joys, it means something so important to me, that I just can’t describe. I need your art, and your letters, and your literary love. If we never have anything else between us, I need this. I do. Maybe this letter will only complicate things, but like you I have a rule that I never erase or throw away what I’ve written and I always send it, no matter what I write in the letter.
Your literary love,
Ever
Sandy B's Review
Ever -
“Is this real”? “Yes.” “Are you really
here?” “Yes.” She whimpered and buried
her face against my throat. “Don’t – don’t lie to me. Don’t let it be a dream.”
Caden -
My hands were on the backs of her thighs, her flesh hot as coals and softer than
silk. “Ever…” I didn’t know what to do
say. I was praying it wasn’t a dream
just as fervently as was she. “It’s
real. Say my name, so I know it’s real.”
“Caden.” She lifted her face to look at me. “Cade.”
Yaaaaaay! I was literally clapping my hands at that
part. Our “literary lovers” were finally
together as in physically in the same place.
Though, I felt that in their hearts they had been together since the
moment the first time they met at 15 years old.
Ever and
Caden decide to become pen pals. In the
age of Facebook, Twitter and smartphones – these two decide to write letters to
each other. Over the years those letters
become like a security blanket, a source of comfort for both. They shared the good, the bad and the
ugly. They revealed an emotional
nakedness to each other that no one else ever knew. Each one had issues with family life at home
so those letters became their lifeline.
Unbeknownst to them, at that point, it is the tether that is strung
across time and space invisibly but tangibly uniting their souls together.
I can
always count on Jasinda Wilder to produce an entertaining read – for sure. There is more here dear reader – much
more.
Forever
& Always was joyful, heartbreaking, breathtaking, angsty, hopeful and
sexy. The sex scenes were intense – they
were also beautiful. Check out this
quote from Caden to Ever “Ever…” “God, you’re so….much. So beautiful.
I feel drunk from kissing you.
Like touching you makes me high. I’m dizzy from your skin.” Now what girl wouldn’t want to hear that from
her lover. The thing is that I “felt”
his words inside of me. Truly and
totally sucked in by this story, to the point that I didn’t want anyone talking
to me.
Here is
Ever’s response “You’re all there is, all I know.
All I need.”
There
were definitely swoon worthy moments here.
I highly suggest you arm yourself with a box of tissues, tequila or ice
cream depending on what floats your boat.
Initially I had a cup of ice cream.
Then the situation got real! I
walked to my fridge, took out the chilled Patron and poured myself a nice drink
- neat with fresh lime juice.
I hate
cliffhangers! Thankfully, Book #2 in the Ever Series (After Forever) will be
released alongside Book #1 (Forever & Always). Book #3 (Saving Forever) of this trilogy will
be released soon thereafter. Thank
God! It makes me crazy waiting a year
for the next book in a series after a cliffhanger.
I
absolutely adored Forever & Always and cannot wait to find out what happens
next. Great job by Jasinda Wilder.
Add the Ever Trilogy to your Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/series/114893-the-ever-trilogy
About the Author
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Jasinda Wilder is a Michigan native with a penchant for titillating tales about sexy men and strong women. When she's not writing, she's probably shopping, baking, or reading.
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