Six was always there, even when I didn’t want him.
But he couldn’t hold me together, and I couldn’t be his penance.
Loss is a phantom limb. No one can see it, but the ache torments you in the night, distracts you during the day, and leaves you fragmented. I’m half a heart, half a soul, and nothing could cure the pieces he’d left behind.
Losing him was safer than loving him. Because the love that kept us coming back again and again was nothing short of madness.
But then, isn’t mad love the most honest.
Romance | New Adult | Contemporary | Angst
***Received an Advanced Readers Copy in exchange for an honest review. Thank you Foreword PR and Whitney Barbetti for gifting the eBook for the read***
Tickle my pickle, we are back! Sweet baby Jesus I needed Pieces of Eight and I needed it weeks ago after that cliffhanger of emotions.
If you haven’t picked up the Mad Love Duet yet, you are truly missing out. This duet has captivated me body and soul. The emotional roller-coaster that sent me tumbling into a feeble position to sulk was overwhelming. Everything I thought I knew, everything I thought would happen was wrong. The changes between each character, their growth, the personalities that I thought I had figured out did a complete one-eighty, I was not prepared for what would be happening.
I loved every fucking minute of it…all the cringing moments, the swoon worthy sweets – I rolled around in it.
Mira really shined in a different light this round. I found her empowering, strong, just overall beautiful. Her growth from Six Feet Under until now, leading into Pieces of Eight was sublime. Mira was such a different person, not that she had forgotten what she once was or what she had become, the toxic individual, but she evolved into something more. She harnessed her darkness, Mira grew up. I loved this about her. Not that she didn’t still have her impulses, the ability to be selfish yet she wasn’t. I just found everything about her to be absolutely stunning.
Surprisingly enough it was Six, or shall we call him William, that really turned the tables on me. Instead of Mira being toxic or hurtful it was Six but I couldn’t entirely hate him for this. After that moment between him and Mira in Six Feet Under, it was finally evident that Mira in fact could hurt Six, and she was. Ultimately I was conflicted with Six. In some moments I wanted to cry, I was so pained with what he had become, other times I wanted to kick him dead square in the dick.
Oh and then finding out the truth, about everything?! I feel like I was ran over by a bus, that bus than backed up over me and ran me over again – total Mean Girls bus hit.
Everything between Mira and Six was a multitude of things. It was a swift punch to the guts, the choke hold of pain with the breath taking delicious chemistry. They still had it. After all these years, it was Six and Mira, always. Something about their personalities, their everything just made them perfect for one another.
Bottom line I cannot gush enough about this duet. I was a flood of emotional tears, sobbing like a baby the entire read only to swoon with a giddy smirk on my lips. It was beautifully written, the breath taking building of the character personalities, hell their growth was phenomenal, I embraced every second of them; Barbetti, you have completely and undoubtedly gutted me. Her writing style is stunning. I cannot gush enough over this duet, Pieces of Eight was the absolute perfect whirlwind that lead to such an heart touching ending. I am still cleaning up the puddle of tears, all happy and sad littering the floor. This book, this duet slayed me in every way possible – it was perfection.