Secrets and Lies (Truths and Dares #2) by Amity Hope
Genre: YA Romance
Release date: January 19th, 2014
Publisher: Self published
Out of necessity, Seth grew up hiding behind secrets and lies. The weight of it all sometimes so heavy, he thought it would bury him. Until one night, everything comes crashing down in a way he never imagined.
Harper wanted nothing more than to pull Seth out of the darkness that surrounded his life. One huge mistake nearly cost Seth everything.
Somehow, they need to find their way out of the secrets and lies that continue to pile up around them. If they don’t, they’ll be lost to each other forever.
Amity lives in beautiful northern Minnesota with her two sons, two cats and their Rottweiler. She has a degree in elementary education and workedunnamed in that field for ten years before deciding to self-publish. Her first self-published novel, Twisted, was listed by Amazon as a Top 100 Kids & Teens Kindle Book of 2012.
If she’s not writing, or spending time with her boys, she’s most likely reading.
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“Do you remember once, when I told you if I had one wish, it would be that I was in control of my own life?”
I nodded because I remembered it well. We had just watched the Northern Lights. We had been talking about when we were younger, when we’d wished on stars. I’d asked him if he had one wish, what it would be. That was the answer that he’d given me: He wished he was in control of his own life.
“Yes,” I said quietly. “I remember.”
He pulled me closer, keeping one hand pressed against my back. His gaze drifted over my face, stopping on my lips as his other hand came up, brushing across my cheek this time.
“This,” he said quietly, “is me, taking control of my life.”
He moved in slowly, as if maybe he was afraid that too much time had passed. Or maybe his head was filled with all of the same questions as mine. My eyes fluttered closed as I gripped his shoulders in my hands. He pressed a kiss to my forehead, then my temple, followed by a soft kiss directly over the small scar from childhood that rested on my cheekbone. His lips moved down, lingering at the corner of my mouth. His breath danced across my cheek. An impatient whimper floated out of me. I couldn’t bear to wait a single heartbeat longer. I tilted my head just a fraction of an inch, forcing his lips to graze against mine.
When he kissed me, it didn’t feel like a question. It felt like every answer I’d been waiting for.