She's the high school softball star. He's the fraternity chaplain.
He's the good guy. She's the wild child.
Eliza Nichols has a secret. After one night, one mistake, she throws away her softball career, walking away from everything she loves. Broken and damaged, the last thing she needs is someone making her question everything she's done.
No one has ever made her want to be so good.
Declan White is the stereotypical nice guy. When his fraternity brother betrays him with the girl of his dreams, he struggles to be the man he is without losing himself. Eliza might just be what he needs.
No one has ever made him want to be so bad.
When these two come together, their lives collide in a battle of wills. One moment can change the rest of your life. You can accept it... or you can hope for something more.
“I let her go. Hell, I practically told her to go to him. So, why does it feel like someone kicked me in the stomach every time I see them together? Every. Damn. Time.” –Declan
“He wants something he can’t have. Well, welcome to my world. Where things don’t come easy and dreams don’t come true. Where somebody else is in charge and the boogie man is real. I should know. I’ve met him.” –Liza
When I started this story, I had no expectations. I had read the other books and fell in love with each character; watching them grow and change as the series has progressed. I wondered when Declan would have his say…and I am so glad it has come! I think this may have been my favorite book so far.
Declan is the good guy. And you know the saying, “nice guys finish last”? Well, I think it’s more like “save the best for last”. I couldn’t have imagined anyone better for Declan than Liza…and the way they challenge and change one another is just beautiful. Let me tell you a little about the story (don’t worry, no spoilers)…
Declan is still raw from losing the one girl he thought he loved.
Liza is running. Running from her past, running from her present, and running straight through her future. Using her body as a way to numb the pain of all she has lost.
When the two collide, it’s more than just fireworks. He finds that love has many layers and she learns that sometimes it’s better to run to instead of from…problem is, can they make it work when there is so many reasons stacked against them why it shouldn’t?
“When someone you love, someone you’d lay your life down for, gets lost in the dark, you follow them. Maybe you can’t be the light they need. Maybe you don’t even need the light. And maybe, just maybe, it’s enough to just be there in the darkness.”
**5 Fighting for Love, Stars**
"You just can't help yourself, can you? You're always trying to rescue somebody! Did you ever think it might be you who needs to be rescued?" Her eyes widen, almost as if she can't believe she said that.
We stand, unmoving, as our chests heave with emotion, her words hanging thickly in the air between us.
I close my eyes and lean back against the door, taking several deep, calming breaths. I choose my words wisely because this is probably the last chance I'll get. "You're wrong. I'm not trying to rescue you." My throat is tight, the words forcing their way out of my mouth. "I just want to be there while you rescue yourself."
For a moment, I think she's not going to respond, and when she finally speaks, it cuts me to the core.
"The pain, the emptiness, it eats at me. I feel as if I'm being destroyed from the inside out. And you want to take that away." Her voice breaks, and she takes a deep breath, briefly closing her eyes before opening them. "Well, you can't. You can't because sometimes, when everything else fades away, when no one else is here with me, that pain is what reminds me that I'm alive."
A lone tear rolls down her cheek, opening the gates as two more roll down behind it, and then three, until she is shaking and crying, and reaching for me. I open my arms, folding her naked body into my chest. Silently, I hold her as her pain flows from her, soaking my shirt.
When someone you love, someone you’d lay your life down for, gets lost in the dark, you follow them. Maybe you can’t be the light they need. Maybe you don’t even need the light. And maybe, just maybe, it’s enough to just be there in the darkness.
Sydney Lane lives in Nashville, TN with her husband and children. Growing up in Smalltown, USA, Sydney dreamed of being a writer. After spending an outrageous amount of money to go to college, Sydney finally decided to follow her heart. Drug dealer and mommy by day, her alter ego is an author by night. Sydney is very active in charity work for anti-bullying and depression awareness groups.