Author: Eliza Tilton
Genre: YA Romance
Dealing with the loss of her mother, seventeen-year-old Jessica Stone tries to find an escape from pain by secretly medicating herself with Xanax, but the anxiety increases, crushing her and her grades.
Then she meets Caleb Jonas, the pastor’s son at her mother’s church. Between his cute dimples and love of fast cars, Jessica is completely smitten, and the feeling is mutual. But dating a Christian boy isn’t easy. He doesn’t party, and he never goes past first base. Jessica struggles with his faith, since it makes her question her own, but for the first time since her mother’s death, she can breathe. Life is finally shifting into a state of happiness.
But the differences between them grow until one act of betrayal forces to rip them apart forever. Hurt and love collide into a storm neither can break free from, and Jessica must decide if she’s ready to trust her heart, one last time.
Soulspark was definitely one of the best reads of 2016 I’ve read this far! I was completely shocked by the ending, not expecting what happened at all! I’m pretty good at grabbing the storyline, I had no idea where this one went! None. Talk about a jaw dropping eye bulging moment! Although, the main character was a little shallow in places, I really enjoyed the characters and their dialogues between eachother!
I didn’t actually cry while reading soul spark, but I certainly came close to it during a few of the many touching scenes! Eliza Tilton knows and understands the laws of writing I was pleased with the amount of descriptive used without boring each sectence! I’m looking forward to reading more from this author!
Eliza graduated from Dowling College with a BA in Visual Communications. When she’s not arguing with excel at her day job, or playing Dragon Age 2, again, she’s writing. Her stories hold a bit of the fantastical and there’s always a romance. Crimson Tides: Book Three in Daath Chronicles releases May 2016 from Curiosity Quills Press.
Caleb’s eyes sparkled in the bright light of day. I studied his relaxed posture, resting back on both elbows, his hair ruffling in the breeze.
“I’m glad we came,” he said.
I scooted closer and rolled onto my stomach, knees bent, feet swaying back and forth. “Me too.”
He leaned onto his side and our gazes locked.
“Want to play a game?” I asked.
His lip curled into a grin. “Sure, what do you have in mind?”
“What’s your favorite.”
“That’s the game.” I could tell he hadn’t played this before. “I’ll start. Favorite color.”
“Star Wars V: The Empire Strikes Back.”
“Wow. Usually that one takes some thought.” I picked at a loose thread on the blanket. “Okay, next question. Favorite food.”
I sighed. “I should’ve known that one. Okay.”
“Wait,” he interrupted. “What about you? Don’t I get to ask you any questions?”
I tilted my head to get a better view of his glowing face. “Green. Labyrinth. Cheesecake.”
“Isn’t cheesecake considered a dessert?”
“Yes, but it’s still a food.”
He played with the curls hanging around my shoulders. “I love when you wear your hair like this.”
“Really?” My hair was a frizzy mess, half-up, half-down and all over the place. He twirled a finger into my hair, playing with the curls. The brush of his finger against my neck made my little game seem unimportant. A streak of boldness hit me and I asked something a little bit more daring. “What’s your favorite part of a girl?” My heart pounded when he gave me a sexy smile.
He untangled his hand from my hair and trailed it down my back. “This.”
He shook his head. “No, this curve right here, that leads right there.” He touched the patch of skin that connected my back to my butt, his fingers trailing the top of my jeans.
His eyes narrowed into a sexy glance, one that made my toes curl.
I leaned over, my heart pounding, and kissed him, then inched across the blanket until I was directly beside him and kissed him again, drawing him closer with my hand.
Caleb’s lips were soft and full. I loved the way he cradled me in his arms, never too hard. I’d made out with a few boys, but none of them could stand a chance against Caleb’s hot kiss.
From this position, I couldn’t move my arms or hands, and I wanted to be closer. With my lips still locked on his, I shifted into a sitting position. The minute I moved, Caleb moved with me. One hand holding my face, the other grasped my waist, drawing me into his chest. Everything in me raced with bliss. My pulse sped, my heart jumped, and my mind only thought of one thing: more.