A Bookworm Review by Ana
Untwist
Romantic Suspense
I give this book 5 stars!
Your nightmares might come true, but if you trully believe in yourself, you’ll survive.
I waited ten years to grasp hold of a woman I knew was too good to be mine.
Back then, I had failed her. But I knew, somehow, someway, unknowingly to her, I’d find a way to make it up to her.
All the years in between, I watched her from afar. Keeping her safe, protecting her from the shadows that crept in the deep, dark of the night.
Then, out of the blue, she unraveled me with one sweep of her innocent little tongue.
The woman drew me straight toward all her light.
Blinding
Intoxicating.
Mine.
It didn’t take long for me to come undone. Fall in love and change the course of my life.
Ellie Wynn had untwisted me from leading a lifestyle that should have never been mine.
Then fate gave us a crash course about how not all good things come to those who wait.
I’d failed her once again.
This time, her life is on the line.
I’m strung up because of it. I’m tumbling down because I should have known, the shadow that lurked in the night would steal her from me, in a blink of an eye.
And, now, I’m left to wonder how much can a person take before they break?
I was shaking all over. Anxious at the same time and a bit afraid.
I didn’t have a doubt about loving this book, no doubt at all, but I was scared of the outcome.
Kathy Coopmans has the ability to put a huge smile on my face in a sec or put me into tears in the next.
She has this power over me… Dayum.
But before I tell you a bit more about this new book, I need to tell you something.
This trilogy is not a standalone, therefore you need to read Unravel, Undone and only then Untwist. Don’t skip books. You can’t.
Like I said, Untwist is her latest release and it’s the third book from The Unbound trilogy. A trilogy you can’t miss.
This new book keeps exploring the lives of Logan and Ellie.
Had you know, these two love each other but the secrets they have is tearing their relationship apart.
In order to be together, those secrets need to be revealed, to be solved but at what cost?
I was… I was… I was… Speechless. That’s the word. Speechless.
This book just stole my heart. Heck, this trilogy stole not only my heart but my soul as well.
It was perfect. It was amazing. It was stunning. It was raw.
It was all of what you can think that makes a great story and more.
Superb plot, very well written, super engaging and intense. Each chapter was better than the latest and oh boy.
What can I say? How can I praise this book even more without spoiling? How can I tell you more about it without telling too much?
I can’t. I can’t.
This book will give you pain, suffering, madness, crime, drama, torture as well as unconditional love, friendship, loyalty, and desire.
The hot stuff is through the roof and will melt your panties. Just saying.
It was a joy to read this book. OK, it wasn’t all joy, it was hard to read some stuff, it made me cry and shake, but so worth it.
Kathy, you my dear are indescribable. You are amazing and your books have been a pleasure to read.
I want more. I need more.
So I must ask? Are you going to give Lane and Seth their own books? And how about Norah? Please…
Please say yes… Please…
A Few Teasers:
Once when I was a little girl, I dreamt that my dad painted our house pink because he wanted the whole city to know that inside the castle, lived his princess and his queen.
There were thick vines covered in bluebonnets that rose up from the ground and went past my bedroom window ending somewhere in the bright blue sky.
Below on the green grass stood my prince. I couldn’t see his face; I only knew he was someday going to climb up, and we were going to live happily ever after just like all the movies I watched with my mom and dad.
When I woke, I knew our house wasn’t pink, and I knew the man that stood there waiting for me wasn’t real. I pretended he was, and even though I thought boys were yucky, I remember telling my mom about the dream. She didn’t laugh and tell me it wasn’t real. She told me seeing was believing. She said children have a vibrant imagination and mine could be whatever I wanted it to be.
I wasn’t sure what I wanted to be. I only knew someday I wanted to be a mother.
I wanted someone to love me the way my dad loved my mom. So, I used my imagination, and I pretended and daydreamed as most little girls do. Sometimes, my dreams came vividly alive while I slept. Others would occur at random, like the times when my parents and I would lie in the field, surrounded by bluebonnets and gaze at the stars.
In this dream I’m having now, I’m hopelessly in love with a man with dark Brown hair and the greenest eyes. A love like ours wasn’t a conventional type of love, but it’s our love, and it came on quickly. Beautiful to me, and everlasting.
In my dream, I’m holding a baby, and this man was holding me as we stared down at our unexpected miracle. I couldn’t tell if it was a girl or a boy. I couldn’t even see its face. I only knew it was a part of me and a part of him. Its heartbeat vibrant and steady. It has ten fingers, ten toes, and a head full of hair the same color as the man.
It was perfect, it was healthy, and it was very much alive.
In my dream, there wasn’t a monster holding a gun; there were only beauty and peace and a whispering breeze of calm. In my dream, my parents are alive. My mother knew who I was, and my father, he wasn’t lost in his sea of pain.
I gasp, choking on my saliva, spitting it out and feeling it dribble down my chin as my dream switches directions. The gears start shifting. They grind making an awful noise, and my life swerves, spinning out of control. I come to a dead stop, ending with my worst nightmare in front of me.
A hallucination that can’t be real.
Unpredictable and volatile.
I blink and close my eyes several times to clear the fog. I need to see my baby’s face instead of the monster.
I open them slowly, to find my baby is gone. Sweat drips down my temples; dread surrounds me because as my hands frantically search for my child, it’s then I realize the man holding me isn’t the man I love, it’s the monster.
He’s found me.
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USA Today Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans is a Michigan native where she lives with her husband, Tony. They have two son’s Aaron and Shane.
She is a sports nut. Her favorite sports include NASCAR, Baseball, and Football.
She has recently retired from her day job to become a full-time writer.
She has always been an avid reader and at the young age of 50 decided she wanted to write. She claims she can do several things at once and still stay on task. Her favorite quote is “I got this”.
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