Read Until You (Fall Away 1.5) Synopsis Here
5++ stars out of 5
First I have to say THANK YOU to Penelope for giving us Jared’s side. We all begged and look what we got–a fan-freakin’-tasic book that I will re-read over and over! There is always two sides to a story, and Jared’s story deserved to be heard!
Until You went above and beyond my expectation! I would of been happy, if Ms. Douglas just retold Bully from Jared’s POV. But her sharing Jared’s story beyond Bully was brilliant.
I didn’t think I could heart Jared anymore–sure he was an asshole in Bully, but getting inside his head and knowing the reasons why he did the things he did was heartbreaking! You could feel his pain, how angry and hurt he was throughout this book. He knew what he was doing to Tate was wrong; he always had this internal conversation in his head (the angel/devil side) of trying to justify his actions. But to him, it was the only way he could justify and cope of what he went through that summer with his Dad.
“I couldn’t careless. They can all have her.”
But I never, for a single second, meant it…
Jared tried so hard to hold onto his hate and anger towards Tate, but the more you read on, you know when that light bulb goes off in Jared’s head: he’s still in love with her!
I loved reading about events that happened outside of Bully: Jared’s reaction when Tate left for a year; his prison visits with his Dad (OMG–that was tough!); his hook-ups with random skanks; his “deal” with K.C and his banter with Madoc. And speaking of Madoc, I love that kid! He is witty, funny and very loyal to Jared. And I can’t wait for his book!
I just can’t tell you how much I love this series. Jared and Tate’s story is unlike any other out there and I think that is why it makes it so unique and readers’ favorite. I never want their story to end.
Again, i can’t wait for Madoc’s story, in Rival, but I hope to see a lot more of Jared and Tate–cause I can’t seem to get enough!
Penelope is offering up (1) Kindle Paperwhite, (5) $50 gift cards to either Amazon or B&N, (5) Prize packs (bookmarks, rack cards, a custom key chain and signed copies of Bully and Until You) or (10) eBook copies of Bully up for grabs. The giveaways are open internationally. Giveaway ends at 11:59 PM CST 12/23/2013. CLICK HERE TO ENTER
Pulling up the window and leaning out, I spied the branch sliding against the panes above me. With him gone, I’d have to take care of that tomorrow. The rain was coming down in sheets and made everything glisten under the bright glow of the streetlights. I let my gaze wander through the maze of branches, shaking off memories of which ones I’d scraped my leg on or which ones I’d sat on with Tate.
I loved the damn tree, and I wanted it cut down. And then…I didn’t even see the tree anymore. My eyes caught sunshine in a midnight sky, and I fucking stilled. Tate?
“What the hell?” I whispered, breathless and not blinking. She was standing in her bedroom, leaning on the doorframe of her open French doors. And she was staring at me.
What the hell am I seeing right now? She was supposed to be in Germany with her dad, at least until Christmas.
Every muscle in my body tightened as I supported myself on the window sill,
but I couldn’t tear my eyes from her. It was like I was in an alternate universe,
starving, and she was a fucking buffet. She was home.
I closed my eyes for a moment and swallowed down my heartbeat that was
creeping up my throat. I was sick, excited, and grateful all at the same time.
Jesus, she’s home.
She wore some little pajama shorts and a white tank top. Not really so
different from what I’d noticed she wore to bed a year ago, but for some reason, the
sight of her was like a raging fire through my chest. I wanted to rip through the
fucking tree and peel all the clothes off of her and love her like the past three years
had never happened.
Her hair blew around her, and I could feel her eyes, locked in shadow, on me.
My mouth was dry, and the rush of breath and blood through my body felt so
Until she backed up and closed the doors. No. I swallowed, not wanting her to go away.
Go on. Go pick a fight, I told myself, but I shook my head. No. Just leave her alone.
She hasn’t been thinking about me, and I needed to get over it.
I was crawling the walls inside my head, knowing for fact that I needed to grow up and let her be. Let her go to school without rumors and pranks hovering over her. Let her be happy. We were nearly adults now, and this petty shit had to end.
I’d just felt more alive in the past ten seconds than I had in a year. Seeing that face, knowing I’d wake up to her blaring music and seeing her leave the house to jog in the morning… My phone buzzed with a text, and I walked over to check it. It was from Tate’s dad. Change of plans. Tate’s home. On her own until Christmas. Give her back the house key, and be nice. Or else. I narrowed my eyes, rereading the text over and over again.
I don’t even think I breathed. She was alone? Until Christmas? I closed my eyes, and let out a laugh. And all of a sudden I was as thrilled as hell to wake up tomorrow.
Penelope Douglas is a writer and teacher in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor’s degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to “just get the degree!” She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she hated Public Administration. One night, she got tipsy and told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later they were married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, the show Sons of Anarchy, and she shops at Target almost daily.
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