Truth. Pain. Freedom.
An awakening like no other.
When life is determined to buck you off, dig in and ride hard.
The bull. The most dangerous lies are the ones we tell ourselves. To survive, I have to face the truth. Easier said than done when it’s not all black and white. There’s the in-between, and this murky void is where I always tend to land.
The horns. Lies don’t always hurt. My lies protected me, but when they are exposed and I can no longer outrun the many shades of truth, I’ll be in for one hell of a reckoning.
The ride. From the outside, my life looks like one big adventure after another. But, there is no freedom in anarchy, and that’s the way I’ve lived my life. Until now. Until Ransom.
Denver Dempsey was a slut for oblivion. Now, she’s a slut for love. And it’s that kind of thinking that got her in trouble in the first place. Ransom awakens Denver in ways she never imagined, but when her true feelings send her reeling, will they catapult her into the arms of Greer—her ex best-friend-with-benefits? After never loving anyone, herself included, she now loves two. One kept her alive. One teaches her how to live. If they didn’t both love her … if hearts weren’t bound to be broken, it would be the stuff dreams are made of.
Will Denver remain locked up in the bullpen, or is she strong enough to open the chute and be freed?
So this crazy adventure began at the beginning of the year and left me wanting more of these characters, of the writing, of the story… I whined, pleaded and begged to have this void filled in my heart for the love I have for the bull rider, barrell racer and even the calf roper (cringe). I really thought re-reading Used was going to make the wait better but after the third time, I just knew that my heart would only be happy when it was finally Freed.
Used ended with a little offer from Ransom and we were left wondering if she would take him up on it. But even more than that tempting offer, we were left wondering what was going to happen with Greer. Yes, I will be the first to admit, I was not a Greer fan and after Used, I really wasn’t happy with him. But the fact remained, there was and probably will always be a place in Denver’s heart for him. No matter what happened. I didn’t understand how he could love her so much and yet do what he did. But I also spent a great deal of time in Used wondering how the two of them could have let it all get that far out of control.
Then there was that amazing bull rider. I think I mentioned in my review of Used or maybe just to the author, Ransom had my heart from the beginning of the story. When I found out that Greer was a calf roper, my heart immediately sided with Ransom and that was the end of that. But the more I learned about his character, the more I grew to adore the hell out of him. He was so much more than a stud on a bull.
Denver was left broken trying to figure it all out. But the beauty of it all is that truth will always set you free. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the characters in this book just as much as Used, but Denver was the shining star to me. She grew so much as a person in Freed. It really is the perfect title for this book looking at all aspects, but it really rang true with Denver. So much had built up inside her. She had so many secrets, an awful past, a pained relationship with her parents, everything that happened with Greer… the mystery that was Ransom.
This book was more than just a steamy story with our new favorite baby Dom… it showed so much growth in Denver as a person. She had to figure out a way to deal with all of the manure that life shoveled at her feet. She had to figure out a why to fight her demons and she had to find a way to forgive the sins of her past, Greer’s mistake and she had to do it all while falling in love with an amazing bull rider.
Denver just had something special in her, she truly was a “little fighter” but she just had to find a way to fight for herself for a change. Instead of fighting for an escape. And that’s where the amazing Ransom comes in. He didn’t pressure her to do anything instead, he supported her. He let her lean on him for support. He wanted so much more and he knew once she was on the right path, things between them would be amazing.
Of course, Ransom had his own little secret. So yes, there is that big moment when your jaw just drops wide open and you let out a little shriek. But let me tell you, if that one little thing didn’t make Ransom even more amazing than I thought he already was and the way he was with his mama. There is nothing sweeter than the connection between a mom and son. It was the little moments in this book that just captured my heart all over again.
And yes, my heart even opened up with understanding for Greer. Now, I am not saying that I forgive him for what he did, but the understanding is there and it was a big growing experience for both him and Denver and it actually made me well up a little. He can’t take back what happened, but at least there is a greater understanding. I want Greer to find his happily ever after, but I want him to do it for the right reasons. I think he has a big heart, it was just lost in all of the confusion of their time together.
Now, I would kick myself if I didn’t take just a minute to recognize one more character that I can’t get enough of… I have completely lost my mind over Austin. He was great in Used, but his character even kicked it up a notch in Freed. He is awesome and I hope that he gets his own book one day because he just makes me smile hard. I adore him and his alpaca…wait… Hilarious! He just wins me over with his unique charm that can only be Austin.
Every time Lynetta hits publish on a new book, I am always just in complete awe. This book was no different, I was left with a happy sigh and a happy heart. But it wasn’t just because of the amazing Ransom, this time it was for the growth that occurred in Denver. The strength she had to work through it all and still find love at the end. It was moving and touching. I don’t expect anything less than that from a Lynetta Halat book. My heart was happy.
Bending down in front of me, Ransom taps one foot so that I’ll raise it. He slides one leg of my panties on and then the other before pulling them up to rest just below my skirt. Fixing me with his stare, he grasps my thighs and presses his nose and mouth to my center. My back arches from the wall, but my hands stay where he placed them. “Fuck, you smell good. Good enough to eat, but that can’t happen tonight.”
I whimper low in my throat as he runs his nose and open mouth over the apex of my thighs, placing open-mouthed kisses right where I need him most. My eyelids flutter and close, only to pop back open when he commands, “Eyes on me.” He places a light kiss right over my swollen, begging center. My whole body convulses.
“Nuh, uh,” he chastises, enjoying himself entirely too much. Hooking his fingers in my panties again, he draws them up over my thighs and under my skirt. His calloused fingertips scratch my soft skin even though his touch is gentle. Once he has them in place, he runs his fingertips down the triangle of the fabric ever so slowly, stopping before he reaches my need. Goose bumps make quick work of my body. “I’m addicted to how responsive you are to my touch,” he whispers, planting a hard kiss there this time. A desperate moan wrenches itself from my throat. “And I haven’t even really touched you or tasted you yet. Can you imagine how good we’re going to be together, Denver?”
Swallowing hard, I manage a nod ‘cause that’s rhetorical, right? Ransom slides his hands from under my skirt and skims them up my body to fit his hands around my jaw. He plants a quick kiss on my ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth and nipping at it. “Remember what I said,” he whispers. “No touching yourself. Your orgasms are mine. And when you deserve them, I’ll be the one to give them to you.” I whimper again. “If it helps, I can’t fucking wait, and when I’m stroking myself tonight, it’ll be with your soft moans in my ear, your incredible scent surrounding me, and your delectable body that I’m imagining losing myself in.”
I groan because no, that doesn’t help at all, actually. I bite down on voicing my frustration because I know it’ll get me nowhere with this man.
All rights reserved. Copyright Lynetta Halat 2014.
BOYFRIEND BOOKMARK RATING: ★★★★★
I am a slut. No worries. I’ve come to terms with it, and you will too. I’m not one of those girls who thinks she’s too plain, too fat, too skinny, too shy … no, I don’t have that kind of luck. I’m the girl who knows she’s just right for everyone. — Denver
A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It’s this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom
Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex … for her anyway. — Greer
Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers … even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she’s found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver’s outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom’s interest turns to hatred.
Love. Hate. Triangle.
Who’s using who?
To read Stephanie’s Review of Used, CLICK HERE!
Since the dawn of time, Lynetta Halat has lived to read and has written innumerable stories and plays. A lover of good books, bad boys, and kickass tunes, she’d always dreamt of penning books that people could connect with and remember. She also has a secret penchant for wringing the emotions out of unsuspecting readers, and she collects reader’s tears in much the same way that wine connoisseurs collect their favorite vintage.
Her first novel, Every Rose, was the perfect catalyst to launch her into the world of publishing, effectively burrowing her way into the hearts and minds of readers throughout the world. Everything I’ve Never Had was her follow-up adult romance novel. Now, she has penned Used, a New Adult Romance that she hopes sinks its teeth into you and doesn’t let go.
Her love of the English language prompted her to pursue a Master’s degree in English from Old Dominion University in Virginia, where she also minored in snark and interpretive dance. She lives somewhere along the Mississippi Gulf Coast with her adorable husband, two amazing sons, and two loveable dogs. When she’s not writing riveting stories, she likes to focus on her macramé art and her scouring of eBay, where she buys locks of hair from her favorite rock stars, most especially Bret Michaels and Dave Grohl.