He wasn’t my friend until he became my enemy.⠀
Brightly Burning Bridges, an all-new enemies to lovers romance from Ivy Wild, is available now!
𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙨⠀
He wasn’t my friend until he became my enemy.⠀
His center is freezing cold,⠀
and his edges burn me when I get too close.⠀
He is everything I want and nothing I am.⠀
They say not to burn bridges,⠀
but he burned ours to the ground.⠀
𝙎𝙠𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙧⠀
She is the girl who wants to be seen,⠀
but hates being noticed.⠀
She was my friend, my tease, my confidant.⠀
She is pure light against all my darkness.⠀
The reason you burn down bridges,⠀
is to build them up stronger.⠀
Review:
Brightly burning bridges by Ivy Wild is a story that will stay with you for long and it will be hard for you to let go. It will pull at your heart strings and take you through an emotional journey that is Silas and Skyler's relationship.
The protagonists in this book are beautiful and layered, both struggling with their own set of insecurities. As the story progresses and the layers of each of the characters start to peel off, a new side to them is revealed. And this makes you fall more in love with the character.
The writing of this story is admirable. It's simple. Brightly burning bridges is written in two point of views and Ivy had done an amazing job at both. She very smoothly navigated between both the point of views and gives each character a say and tell their part of the story.
The thing that I loved the most was the way that Ivy handled the insecurities of the two characters. Skyler is very insecure about her looks. This is exactly what attracts Silas.
I especially loved Silas as a character. He is super complex yet very well written.
Some of the instances in this book were very impactful for me. The romance was intense and hot. And this is one of those books that even after you turn the last page, you still want to continue reading this story.
I felt that this story ended way too early than it should have. However, I loved it and would love to check out more books from Ivy Wild.
My rating for this book is 5 out of 5 stars.
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Excerpt
“And just where do you think you’re going?” a deep voice slurred from
somewhere near the door. I didn’t need to look up to know who it was.
“I’m going home, Silas,” I said, fighting back the tears that were threatening to
run down my face as I tried to fit too many textbooks into my backpack.
“Like fuck you are,” he said, making his way toward me.
I stood to my full height and looked at him. My heart dropped at seeing
him this way.
“Silas, you’re drunk.” I could smell the marijuana coming off of him in waves. “And
probably high. You should call it a night.”
I didn’t know why I was trying to give him advice. I should have told him to
go fuck himself and be done with it.
“I’ll call it a night if you call it one with me,” he drawled, moving in closer to me.
“Get away from me, Silas,” I said, trying to feign confidence but he just laughed.
“You don’t want that, Sky. I saw the way you looked at me. The way you looked
at her. You wanted that to be you, hm?”
I didn’t think his comment warranted a response. Either that or I was too choked
up to say something back. I picked up my backpack and tried to lift it onto my
shoulders, but even in his inebriated state he was quick. The bag tumbled to the
floor as he pushed it away and I felt my back press into the wall behind me.
“Admit it, Sky. You. Want. Me.” He was so close to me now. His lips were
ghosting against my neck and his hand was pressing against my hip.
I hated him.
I hated the way he made me feel.
And I hated the way he smelled like someone else’s perfume.
“I can smell her on you,” I seethed at him through grit teeth.
He pulled back, lifting his face so that his eyes were even with mine. His fingers
moved up, making me shiver on their ascent before pinching my chin. I grimaced
as I wondered whether it was the hand that had, minutes before, been knuckle
deep in another woman’s cunt.
“You wish it were you, don’t you?” he drawled.
“No,” I bit back, but I was a fucking liar. Truth was, I wanted Silas. I wanted him
bad. And I wanted him all to myself. I didn’t want to share him. Not with some bimbo.
Not with anyone. I loved the way him and I had developed our study routine.
I loved that out of everyone in his life, except for maybe his mother, I knew him the
best.
He had hot edges and a frozen center, but at least I knew all the secrets
he kept hidden there were for me and me alone. But I didn’t know how to say
any of this. Worse than that, I didn’t know how to admit any of this. I hated and
wanted him at the same time. He said I was a contradiction but that was only
because he tore me in two.
About Ivy
Writer of all things untamed, romantic and free, Ivy Wild never planned
on becoming a romance novelist. In fact, she hated romance as a kid
and was quite proud of that fact. Basically, life is weird.
Married to her own alpha hero, she currently lives in various places
of the world at various times thanks to his military career.
Her current side hustle is being a lawyer.
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