Eyes Unveiled (Unveiled Series, Book 1) by Crystal WaltonRelease Date: 02/01/15
Summary from Goodreads:
Twenty-one-year-old Emma Matthews lost the song in her heart the same night she lost her dad.
With an unfulfilled promise and an ultimatum shadowing her junior year of college, maybe it’s better that way. You can’t hurt if you can’t feel.
But when the reflection she sees in musician Riley Preston’s eyes borders dangerously close to the one she’s spent the last five years searching for, Emma discovers her walls can’t guard her heart from its fiercest desire. Terrified of what she’s experiencing, and even more afraid of what she might lose, Emma grapples for the courage to hold on to one dream without abandoning the promise of another.
Contemporary New Adult Romance novel Eyes Unveiled lets you relive those heartfelt moments when you don’t know how you’d survive a day without your best friend, when you’re trying to figure out who you are and what you’re supposed to do with your life, and when falling in love changes everything.
Music. Friendship. Self-discovery. Hope. Purpose. Identity. Within this inspirational love story, you'll find you have a song of your own to share.
I sat down before my knees buckled. Sunrays sifted through the clouds. “I haven’t done this in ages.”
“What, no cloud chasing in between aerobics classes?” Riley asked.
“Ha. It might be a better workout. You know how many times I ran in and out of my house to get my dad?” A burst of sunlight warmed my face but didn’t reach the ache inside that never really left. “The shapes were always gone by the time I rushed him out to the deck to show him. He said it was because the clouds had made that shape just for me. Like I was something special.” I knotted my fingers through the top of the grass on either side of me. “Sad part is, I believed him.”
“Some things are easier to see from the outside looking in.” Riley slipped his hand behind his head and studied me instead of the clouds.
Two dragonflies zipped past us, my pulse chasing after their erratic flight. I balled the hem of my shorts in my fists. If I could harness my nervous energy to my hands, maybe I could short circuit the electricity surging through me.
Not even close.
“Do you ever wish you could go back to that time in life when everything was so much less complicated?” he asked.
His arm brushed mine as he rolled onto his side. His torso cast a wide enough shadow to shield the sun’s glare from my eyes, but I bolted face forward.
“It’s ironic,” he said. “As kids, we couldn’t grow up fast enough. So sure some great
Thing was waiting for us.” Another note of sadness—or regret, maybe.
Summoning any molecule of courage I had left, I angled toward him.
He twisted a small twig between his fingers and tossed it onto the field. “But somewhere along the way, we stopped chasing the future and started wishing we could postpone it.”
I thought I was the only one who felt that way. It didn’t make sense. He was the last person I’d expect to understand. He’d already discovered what made him somebody.
The cool earth soaked into my skin through my T-shirt. I grabbed the backs of my legs, towed myself up, and settled my chin on top of my knees. “Guess we always want what we can’t have, wishing we were either in the past or future. It’s kind of sad, actually. Sometimes I wonder if we realize what we’re forfeiting by not living in the present.”
Riley sat up, his attention never leaving me. “Maybe we’ve just been waiting to find the right reason to live in the present.”
A damp breeze—and something far more penetrating—shivered down my arms.
About the Author
Amidst multiple moves up and down the east coast, Crystal received her bachelor of arts from
Messiah College in PA, married her exact opposite in upstate NY, and earned her master of arts from Regent University in VA, where she currently resides with her husband. Crystal writes contemporary new adult fiction fueled by venti green teas from Starbucks.
When not working her accounting day job, she's delving into the wonder of words, supporting her Starbucks habit, or laughing over movie quotes & singing eighties songs with her husband.
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