Blurb:
Dylan Walker has spent six years trying to move on from the loss of his girlfriend, Presley Cooper. Motivated by grief and the desire to do for others what he couldn’t do for her, he burns the candle at both ends to make it through medical school. After graduation he moves west, putting as much distance as possible between his past and his present.
Or so he thought.
Unknowingly, Dylan has been set on a path that will destroy everything he thought he knew. All the pain, all the grief, was all for nothing. With the help of an unexpected ally, Dylan must find the answers and save the girl he loves before it’s too late.
Deceit.
Betrayal.
Revenge.
A second chance at love.
But first, he must find a way to make her remember her past. Remember him. Remember everything.
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35083833-flutter?ac=1&from_search=true
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Review of Flutter
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
4.5 - 5 - In Flutter, Olivia Evans spins a wicked web of intrigue, layered with intense plot twists and turns. You need to go into this book blind and expect a wild ride on a crazy train of emotions. I didn’t expect this! This romantic suspense story made my heart flutter. This unputdownable story is one-click worthy.
Excerpt:
“I must admit, I’ve only had a few residents in all my years here who have pushed themselves as hard as you, for no other reason than sheer determination. I can’t help but wonder why that is.”
Dylan fell into step with Dr. Edmonds as they walked toward the first set of doors. He licked his lips and averted his gaze. He wasn’t sure he liked the direction of the conversation. “What do you mean?” he asked as Dr. Edmonds swiped his badge across the security panel. The light flashed green, and a second later a buzzer sounded as the door locks disengaged.
“You’re not doing this out of necessity. Dr. Burton is a friend of mine as well, you know?”
Dr. Burton. Dylan’s grandmother’s doctor friend who’d referred Dylan to Grace and Dr. Edmonds. He was now certain he didn’t like the direction of the conversation. Dylan cleared his throat. “I assumed you two must have known each other in some capacity for him to refer me to you.”
Dr. Edmonds nodded. “Yes. We’re old friends. I’ve also met your grandmother, Ann, a time or two. Very smart lady. Full of spunk too,” he chuckled.
Dylan cracked a smile. “That she is.”
“My point is,” Dr. Edmonds said, not straying from his line of questioning. “I’m aware that your family is quite wealthy. So, whereas the other residents are driven by money to work such brutal hours, I would bet that’s not the case with you. Now, I could be wrong, of course, but in my professional opinion,” he added with a quirk of his lips. “Your desire to push yourself so hard comes from another place entirely. As your mentor, I should know what that is.”
For a moment, Dylan didn’t speak. He weighed his options about just how much he should reveal before releasing a heavy breath and looking Dr. Edmonds in the eye. “Why did you become a psychiatrist?”
Dylan watched as understanding colored Dr. Edmonds’s face, and a sad smile caused the lines around his mouth to deepen. It was a common theory that most doctors became psychiatrists to deal with their own issues. For Dylan, and, it seemed, Dr. Edmonds as well, that theory was more of a reality.
“We all have our reasons, I suppose,” Dr. Edmonds conceded. “I just need to know that yours aren’t going to jeopardize the treatment of a patient.”
Dylan straightened his shoulders, the motion making his lean runner’s body seem wider, more imposing. “I only want to help. I want to help people see their worth, understand that they have options.”
“Apart from what?”
Dylan’s neutral expression masked the turmoil swirling inside his chest as he released the answer in a choked exhale. “Death.”
Dylan watched as understanding colored Dr. Edmonds’s face, and a sad smile caused the lines around his mouth to deepen. It was a common theory that most doctors became psychiatrists to deal with their own issues. For Dylan, and, it seemed, Dr. Edmonds as well, that theory was more of a reality.
“We all have our reasons, I suppose,” Dr. Edmonds conceded. “I just need to know that yours aren’t going to jeopardize the treatment of a patient.”
Dylan straightened his shoulders, the motion making his lean runner’s body seem wider, more imposing. “I only want to help. I want to help people see their worth, understand that they have options.”
“Apart from what?”
Dylan’s neutral expression masked the turmoil swirling inside his chest as he released the answer in a choked exhale. “Death.”
Author Bio:
Olivia Evans is a dreamer by day, writer by night. She's obsessed with music and loves discovering new bands. Traveling the world and watching the sun set in every time zone sounds like heaven to her. A true Gemini, she follows her heart blindly and lives life to the fullest with her husband, son, and friends. Her other loves are: Chuck Taylors, Doc Martens, concert tees, gangster movies, sports, wine, craft beer and her shih tzu's.
Giveaway:
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thanks for the review and giveaway :)
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