Thursday, February 4, 2016

Blog Tour ARC Review + Giveaway: Fighting Solitude by Aly Martinez

Fighting Solitude is Book Three in the On The Ropes Series by Aly Martinez and is Quarry’s highly anticipated story.

I was born a fighter. Abandoned by my parents, I spent my life forging my own path—one guided by my fists and paved with pain.

Untouchable in the ring, I destroyed everyone who faced me, but that’s where my victories ended. Outside the ropes, I repeatedly failed the few people who loved me. Including my best friend, Liv James—the one person I’d die to protect.

Even though I didn’t deserve her, Liv never stopped believing in me. Never gave up. Never let go. After all, she understood what I’d lost, because she’d lost it too. 
Liv was everything to me, but she was never truly mine. 
That was going to change. 
I lost my first love, but I refused to lose my soulmate. 
Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life. 
Fighting to be the man she deserves. 
Fighting the solitude of our pasts.
Fighting for her. 

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5 stars for the Page Brothers!

I can't believe I will end up loving this book, even with the 'dead former lover.' 

Before I start, I was feeling reserve about Quarry's story and my expectation was pretty low. If this is by any other other author, I wouldn't be bother by it. I'm allergic towards romance that include a former lover,dead or alive. However, since this is Aly Martinez we're talking about and I love love this series, I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. 

I actually speed-read through the initial 25% because I'm afraid to read scenes about Quarry and Mia. But surprise, surprise, the first quarter of the book actually concentrate more on Quarry and Liv's childhood and we get to see how they formed such a strong bond between them. Even after Mia turned up in Quarry's life, the trio formed a great friendship together. Following Mia's death, Quarry and Liv mourned for a chapter, after that is was pretty much a fresh start for them with a 3 years later interval.

Quarry and Liv's relationship is like any friends to lovers story. They are both so close that they are practically living like siblings. So when Quarry suddenly start having sexual thoughts about his housemate, he was flabbergasted and didn't know what to do about it. This bought forth tons of hilarious moments.


I loved her - like family. Unfortunately, my body had gotten a few wires crossed and now thought I should love her in that hey-let-me-make-you-come-until-you-forget-the-English-language kind of way.

As for Liv, she had been hiding her feelings for Quarry ever since they were young and now that she realized Quarry also has feelings for her, she's feeling guilty over wanting her dead bff's boyfriend. Add in the weird factor that they have been bff for so long. 

I'd been hiding my feelings and guarding myself my entire life. I should have given my heart to Quarry the boy. But, without question, I was ready to give it back to the man.


Over the course of their relationship development, I'm happy to say that Quarry is perfection, albeit with his short tempered behavior that result in a few Hulk-like moments. I'm totally swooning over his OTT reaction and protectiveness though. He totally demonstrated to me that Liv is his ultimate soulmate and the center of his universe. 

She was so fucking beautiful.
It was Liv though, so that wasn't exactly a surprise.
She was my undoing.
She was also mine now. And it was my responsibility to take care of her.

The only roadblock is Liv's misplace guilt. No only that Aly Martinez manage to convince me of their undeniable love for each other, she also make me respect Mia, which is a hard feat. But I'm also not gonna lie. If there isn't a Mia in the damn story, I would love this story even more. 

I'd been so wrong before.
It wasn't weird at all.
It was actually perfect.

I'm not gonna talk about the drama, the villain, the ultimate title fight and the little twist towards the end of the story. Just read the damn book. I'm sure you gonna be entertained from cover to cover. 


I believe this might be the final book for On the Ropes series, but I don't think this is the last we will see of the brothers. I'm sure they will popped up in Aly's future books. Anyway, this story wouldn't be complete with Till and Flint and I'm glad to read about their lives after their respective HEA. I simply love the way Aly's ended this series and with such a heartfelt epilogue no less. 

"I love you."
"I love you too, Rocky. Every. Single. Day."


“Mia!” I shouted. 
It was worthless. She’d been deaf since the day I met her. 
She’d never once heard my voice.
She’d never heard the deep rumble of my laugh when she was excited, signing so fast I could barely keep up. 
She’d never heard my content sigh when she barged into the locker room after a fight—just her presence soothed the lingering madness brewing within me. 
She’d never heard me whispering my deepest fears into her ear as she fell asleep on top of me.
She’d never heard the reverence in which I cried her name each and every time I took her body.
And she’d never once heard the ease in which the words I love you tumbled from my lips as I stared into her deep, jade green eyes.  
But as I screamed her name while watching her petite body seizing in the passenger seat beside me, I’d never needed her to hear me more. 
“Mia. Oh God. I’ve got you, baby.”
She was still thrashing violently as I made my way around to her door, yanking it open while pleading with whatever god was willing to help. 
When she stilled, a whole new level of silence filled the air around us. It wasn’t the absence of sound.
 It was the absence of life.
“Mia, breathe!” I roared as her chest remained agonizingly still. “Help me!” I screamed at the closed emergency room doors, but no medical savior rushed out with the miracle I so desperately needed.
My hands shook wildly as I released her lifeless body from the seatbelt. 
“I’ve got you, just hang on. Please just hang on, Mia,” I whispered lifting her into my arms and sprinting through the sliding doors. “I need a doctor! She’s not breathing!” 
Nurses rushed towards me in slow motion as the seconds without air in her lungs passed at a terrifying speed.
 A doctor appeared with a gurney and quickly took her from my arms. 
The immediate loss was staggering.  
Hope became my only solace.
She needed help that I wasn’t capable of giving her, but that didn’t stop me from following close behind as they rolled her away. I was on the verge of self-destructing; letting her out of my sight wasn’t an option. 
I stood motionless in the doorway while doctors and nurses swarmed around her. Their mouths moved frantically, but without my hearing aids I was worthless to make out the words their faint voices carried. 
I never wore my hearing aids when I was with Mia. There was no point. She rarely spoke with her voice. 
We’d spent four years building a relationship with our hands. 
Those hands had told me animated stories that made me laugh until my face hurt from smiling. 
They’d fought with me relentlessly, but always ended the night raking down my back in silent ecstasy.
Her fingers had fluidly signed I love you more times than I could ever count—or forget. 
But as I felt the nurse attempting to physically remove me from the room, my eyes became fixated on her limp hand dangling off the side of the bed. It was the only sight more frightening than watching her flail mid-seizure. 
It ripped the heart straight from my chest. 
That hand was supposed to be full of life. 
It was the very essence of Mia. 
Oh God. 
Sucking in a deep breath, I held it until the room began to spin. 
It provided me no relief even as it forced me to my knees. 
There would be no distraction from this. 
I was going to lose her.
Yet another woman I couldn’t save.  

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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