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“Beautifully Broken Spirit is a beautiful, emotional and memorable friends-to-lovers romance with a dash of intrigue and suspense that ensures you stay on the edge of your seat.”– Frolic
She’s always been his safe place to land.
Jensen has shared a special bond with Tuck for as long as she can remember, their friendship a language that never needed words. But as life threw her one curveball after another, that secret language turned to stony silence.
He’s always been her protector.
Tuck has looked out for Jensen since the day she was born. As his best friend’s little sister, he’s tried to keep her firmly in the friend category. But she’s always been more.
All it takes is one moment of weakness to send Tuck’s fiercely guarded walls crumbling to the ground. As a new fire burns between them, someone watches. Someone who doesn’t like the new life Jensen’s building for herself.
And they’ll stop at nothing to keep her in the dark.
BlueSeal’s Review of Beautifully Broken Spirit
Upset, that’s not quite the word that I am looking for but it will have to do. You see, I am upset that I am just now hearing about this author – Catherine Cowles. This is her fourth book and I’ve missed out on the first three which is unacceptable. Beautifully Broken Spirit is the third book in The Sutter Lake Series by Catherine Cowles. I was immediately drawn in just by reading the synopsis. If you’ve read reviews by me before, then you know that I love a good romance especially when suspense and crime dramas are built-in after all, I have a huge crush on first responders. Beautifully Broken Spirit has all of that so grab your coffee and a blanket and let’s chat about Catherine Cowles’ Beautifully Broken Spirit.
Please allow me the honor of introducing you to your next book boyfriend – Tuck (insert swoon sound here). Tuck works for the Forest Service law enforcement and is a member of the tri-county SWAT team. (Side note – the SWAT gear alone often weighs 80+ pounds so those men are typically strong and ripped. Trust me. I am speaking from experience here.) The women are lined up to be the next notch on Tuck’s belt and many want to break through his three-date rule. Tuck has watched his father cheat on his mother his entire life and has vowed to never become his father by never getting married. That worked well for many years but lately, something seems missing from his life. (ME! ME! ME! That’s what’s missing.)
Jensen is a single mom raising a young son, running a business called The Tea Kettle as well as a safe haven for wild mustangs. When the young college student found herself pregnant and alone, Jensen returned home to Sutter Lake to raise her son with the help, encouragement, and love of her family and her brother’s best friend, Tuck. Tuck is so much more than just her brother’s best friend. Tuck is her friend, her confidant, but could he be more?
Beautifully Broken Spirit full of suspense and crime drama, which Catherine delivers beautifully, and so much more… brokenness, heartache (unless you absolutely have no heart at all then you will need tissues), pain, friendship, healing, and so much love. This is your next must read book! It is without reservation that I give Beautifully Broken Spirit a rating of 5 out of 5 propellers.
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“Hey, Little J.”
My entire world seemed to tunnel as my vision went black, and my knees buckled.
“Shit!” Strong hands caught me before I could hit the floor. I blinked rapidly as Tuck’s face came into focus. His expression was full of worry. “Are you okay?” He settled me into one of the café chairs.
My stomach pitched. “I’m fine. Just got up too fast. You startled me.”
Tuck’s brow furrowed. “The door was unlocked.”
“Well, I thought I’d locked it.”
Tuck let out a sound that was a cross between a sigh and a growl of frustration. “You need to be more careful. Anyone could’ve come in here, and you wouldn’t have even known. Just because we live in a small town doesn’t mean you shouldn’t take precautions.”
I pinned him with a stare that should’ve had him taking a step back. “I know that. Believe me, I of all people fucking know that.”
Tuck winced. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
I waved him off. “I know.” I pushed up to stand, but the world turned wobbly again, and Tuck pressed me back into the chair.
“Oh, no, you don’t. When’s the last time you had something to eat?”
I tried to think back. I guess I had missed lunch. “A granola bar in the car on the way to drop Noah off at school?”
This time Tuck did growl. “You need to take better care of yourself.”
My skin prickled. “I take fine care of myself, you big behemoth.”
“I’m not seeing a whole lot of evidence of that lately. You take care of everyone but yourself.” I opened my mouth to argue, but he kept right on going. “You stay right here while I go fix you a snack.” Tuck pinned me with a hard gaze. “You move a muscle, and I will paddle your ass.”
My jaw came unhinged, but simmering heat pooled low in my belly. My hands fisted. What the hell? Before I could regain any semblance of the ability to speak, Tuck had turned on his heel and strode towards the kitchen. Had I actually hit my head? Was I now in some sort of coma-induced alternate universe where Tuck threatened to spank me? And why the hell did some part of me like the idea?
I was clearly in some sort of hunger-induced brain misfire. That was the only reasonable explanation. I did all kinds of crazy stuff when I went too long without sustenance. Yes, those crazy things were generally something like eating an entire pan of brownies in one sitting. They weren’t typically the burning desire to climb one of my best friends since birth like a tree. But hunger could make you do lots of insane things.
Tuck emerged from the kitchen juggling a plate with the largest sandwich I’d ever seen and a tall glass of what looked like apple juice. He came towards me with what I could only describe as a swagger. Had his hips always moved like that when he walked?
Don’t get me wrong, I knew Tuck was attractive. Hot even. I’d had the requisite crush on him throughout my middle school years and even into high school. But he had always treated me like a little sister. Someone he liked hanging with. But never once had he given me even a single hint that he was interested in more than friendship. And I’d grown up. I’d put him firmly in the big-brother category. So, why, all of a sudden, was my body reacting to him?
It had to be my dry spell. Could it even be called that if it was as dry and vast as the Sahara? I needed to get laid and stat. Because the last thing I needed was to fall for a guy who was a walking one-night stand.
Writer of words. Drinker of Diet Cokes. Lover of all things cute and furry, especially her dog. Catherine has had her nose in a book since the time she could read and finally decided to write down some of her own stories. When she’s not writing she can be found exploring her home state of Oregon, listening to true crime podcasts, or searching for her next book boyfriend.
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