Sleep, it was luxury I didn’t have.
I could hear it then, in the dark light of night, in the dusky morning…
The click of the trigger, the smell of her blood, the sound of the rain.
I never thought I would see her again.
She was a ghost.
She was dead.
When Maggie Wright pushed her way into my life, she brought the phantom with her, and I was helpless to her pull.
Everything I had, all of it, had been taken from me ten years ago. I had nothing but the shirt on my back, the memories that still burned through my veins, and the regret I drowned in every day.
I am Ryan Hartford…and I have nothing left to lose.
Prologue….one simple word yet this is where I was hooked! I was in tears, shocked and ready to keep reading. Sacred Hart by AM Johnson gave me the feels time and time again. As I am sitting down to write this, I’m going through my notes and highlights and I’m crying all over again. It has taken be awhile to come back to be able to write this because I knew I would get emotional.
Ryan suffered a tragic loss and had a rough 10 years following it. Starting over and keeping to himself became his new routine. Until Maggie came along and changed that. What started out as a friendship turns into so much more.
He held my gaze, and the way he watched me – like I was something to memorize, like he hadn’t seen anything like it before – caused each breath, each beat of my pulse to rise.
Ryan speaks with his expressions over words, Maggie can tell just what he is feeling and thinking without him ever speaking. The slow evolution of this relationship was real, both suffering from their pasts and secrets but trying to overcome it.
Maggie was like the needle of a compass. No matter how hard I tried to get lost inside myself, she pulled me north, up, toward the light….toward her.
The flow and development and the wiggling their way into each others lives was so well written. It was laid back, fun and sweet while still keeping me guessing and anxious. I fell in love with how perfect Maggie and Ryan are for each other.
There were no words exchanged, it was just a glance, a shift in the air, a simmered pot about to boil over, a simple moment that weighed a thousand times more than any I love you.
At one point in this story I stopped breathing, gasped for air because I was shocked yet again. The tears fell as the kindle fell to my lap. My heart was breaking, I prayed that in the end it would all be ok….it just had to be. AM Johnson, thank you for giving us this love story laced with tragedy and maturity, lust and passion and so many emotions.
About the Author
A.M. Johnson lives in Utah with her family where she works as a full-time nurse. If she’s not busy with her three munchkins, you’ll find her buried in a book or behind the keyboard. She loves romance and all things passionate. Amanda enjoys exploring all genres and bringing life to the human experience.
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