My past taught me to play it safe. To stay far away from handsome men who promised it all. My life was good without them. Stable, secure, predictable.
But one kiss showed me that I’d been playing it safe for far too long. One night, and all I wanted was more of his wildfire. One challenge and my carefully constructed walls tumbled down.
Amidst the rubble, I realized there was more to this man than I ever dreamed. When everything fell apart, he showed me what it meant to stay. How to truly live.
But some demons don’t stay buried. The past can come knocking when you least expect. And the life he’s showing me might be shorter than either of us expected…
BlueSeal’s Review of Perfect Wreckage
The Perfect Wreckage is Catherine Cowles’s second book The Wrecked Series. Catherine has become one of my go-to authors for contemporary romance. She always mixes in some mystery/crime drama that leaves me wanting more which leaves me a little bumfuzzled (yes, I did pull that word out) as to how I missed book one, Reckless Memories. Grab your mug of afternoon coffee and let’s chat about Perfect Wreckage.
Life has not been kind to Kenna. She finally has the support system that she has always needed and it all begins to crumble around her. The boy she once loved is determined to take everything away from her and it appears that everyone on her tiny island is turning against her. Crosby is the one person who is standing beside her and, unfortunately, makes Kenna feel safe. A feeling of safety like she has never felt before but Crosby has made it clear that he is not looking for a long-term relationship.
I loved Catherine’s Sutter Lake Series and was pretty sure that it was going to be hard to beat. If Perfect Wreckage is any indication of what the rest of the Wrecked Series will be like, then it will blow the Sutter Lake Series out of the water. Catherine’s writing just gets better and better. Each new book is better than the last one. They are more emotionally draining. The characters are so well developed and the storyline is one that you don’t want to put it down or see it end. I have either read or desperately want to read everything on her bookshelf and I think that you will too. Catherine Cowles is an author that you will want to watch.
My rating of Catherine Cowles’ Perfect Wreckage…5 out of 5 propellers.
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leaned against the tree at the edge of the beach, taking in the show. The woman seemed to be one with the water. Smooth strokes cut through the inlet’s subtle waves. They were both graceful and powerful, restrained and explosive. A juxtaposition so similar to the woman herself.
Kenna made her way towards the rocky shore. Climbing to her feet, rivulets of water traced paths down curves that even her full-coverage, black Speedo couldn’t disguise. She wrung out her hair, and the long, dark sheet sprang up in unexpected curls. They reminded me of that part of Kenna she liked to hide away from the world.
Her movements faltered, and then she swiped her towel up from the beach. “What are you doing here?”
I grinned, pushing off the tree trunk and striding towards her. “Caelyn told me this was a good spot for paddleboarding.”
Kenna mumbled something about her friend being a traitor. “I’m surprised you’re even up this early.”
I gave a little shrug. I had to be at a meeting at ten, so this was the only opportunity I’d have all day to be on the water. “Every day is different.”
“Must be nice to just flit around wherever the wind takes you.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I slid it out. A familiar number, one I wished like hell I could forget, flashed across my screen along with a text.
Hey, Crosby. Can we talk? It’s important.
My face went hard as ice seemed to slide through my veins. Alicia’s gamble hadn’t paid off, and now she was trying to get her second choice back on the line. Not in this lifetime.
A cold hand grazed my forearm, yet somehow, the touch seemed to heat my skin. “Are you okay?”
I gave my head a little shake, plastering on my signature carefree smile. “Just those damn telemarketers. They never give up.”
Kenna’s hand fell away, and she took a step back. “You can just tell me to mind my own business. You don’t have to lie.”
I instantly felt the loss of her heat, the faint buzz on my skin where she’d touched me. “Fair enough.” Kenna kept her gaze locked to mine as if daring me to tell her the truth. I took the coward’s way out and changed the subject. “I like these.” I reached out and took a strand of her hair in my fingers, releasing it and letting the curl bounce.
Pink tinged her cheeks. “I prefer it straight.”
My grin grew wider. “I don’t know, Brown Eyes, I think you should let it run wild.” And what I would give to see this woman free and untamed.
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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