Katie McGarry has been one of my favourite YA authors for quite a while now, which makes me even more excited to be a part of her blog tour for her latest release, Only a Breath Apart!
You may remember when I was involved in the cover reveal for this book back in June last year, which I was absolutely thrilled about, especially when I saw how stunning the cover actually was.
I am currently reading this (along with a million other things as per) and I think I am about 40% of my way through so far on my Kindle and I can definitely say it is right up there with the best. Think childhood friendships coming back together, controlling parents, psychics with a touch of magic, and whatever comes after the 40% mark. Told through the alternating viewpoints of Jesse and Scarlett, this is written in my favourite style for YA contemporary romance. I’ll make sure to do a review when I finish because it is one I have a feeling I will just have to share.
For now, though, I have a little excerpt and a bit about the book that I can share with you to hopefully tempt you into buying as well. There is also a link to a giveaway at the bottom of this post for the chance to win a $50 Amazon gift card – you could spend some of it on this book!
ABOUT ONLY A BREATH APART:
They say your destiny is carved in stone. But some destinies are meant to be broken.
The only curse Jesse Lachlin believes in is his grandmother’s will: in order to inherit his family farm he must win the approval of his childhood best friend, the girl he froze out his freshman year.
A fortuneteller tells Scarlett she’s psychic, but what is real is Scarlett’s father’s controlling attitude and the dark secrets at home. She may be able to escape, but only if she can rely on the one boy who broke her heart.
Each midnight meeting pushes Jesse and Scarlett to confront their secrets and their feelings, but as love blooms, the curse rears its ugly head…
“I thought you said you were meeting Camilla.”
I jump at the sound of Dad’s voice and spin in his direction. “I am.”
Dad studies me, and I hide my hands behind my back to conceal the slight quiver that could announce my guilt. when I left him, he was in good spirits, but his mood can quickly shift. There are two patched up holes in my bedroom that can testify to this. Dad replaced the drywall, covered it with fresh pain, but the perfection can’t take away from the memory of the way my heart pounded through my chest as he drove his fist through the wall.
He inclines his head towards the booth of balloon animals. “Camila appears to be working.”
“She’s getting off soon,” I say too fast as I bite back the need to ask why he didn’t go home like he said he was.