Title: Unlit
Star
Author: Lindy
Zart
Genre: New
Adult
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours
Blurb:
We are not
guaranteed anything, not even this life.
Rivers Young is the popular guy untouchable by reality. He is like a star—bright, consuming, otherworldly. The thing about stars, though, is that they eventually fall, and he is no different.
He falls far and he falls hard.
Delilah Bana is the outcast enshrouded in all of life's ironies. Alone, in the dark, like dusk as it falls on the world. When Rivers hits the ground, she is the night that catches him. In the darkness, they meld into something beautiful that shines like the sun.
Only, the greater the star is, the shorter its lifespan.
Rivers Young is the popular guy untouchable by reality. He is like a star—bright, consuming, otherworldly. The thing about stars, though, is that they eventually fall, and he is no different.
He falls far and he falls hard.
Delilah Bana is the outcast enshrouded in all of life's ironies. Alone, in the dark, like dusk as it falls on the world. When Rivers hits the ground, she is the night that catches him. In the darkness, they meld into something beautiful that shines like the sun.
Only, the greater the star is, the shorter its lifespan.
Lindy Zart has been writing since she was a child. Luckily
for readers, her writing has improved since then. She lives in Wisconsin with
her husband, two sons, and one cat. Lindy loves hearing from people who enjoy
her work.
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Our eyes meet, his dark and searching. I don't have time to
answer before he says, “When you look at me, you have to be repulsed.”
“By what?” I ask.
He gestures to the scars that line his face and then to his
legs.
“I don't even see them,” I say with all honesty.
His eyebrows lower and his eyes follow. I caught the blatant
yearning in his gaze just before he hid it. He wants to believe me, but can't
allow himself to.
My fingers curl into the palms of my hands to keep from reaching
out to him. I blow out a noisy breath and look at a caterpillar ever so slowly
creeping along the grass. I put my finger out and it carefully feels my skin
before crawling over it, tickling my flesh as it goes.
I smile. “He's so slow, but you know what? He never gives up. He
knows, one day, he'll be free,” I say in a low voice. “He's ugly to most, but
to those that matter, he's beautiful. They know his potential. They know where
he started and where he'll end, and how long it will take for him to get there.
It's something to be admired, not tossed aside.”
“You're saying one day I'll be a butterfly,” he says
skeptically.
I look up. “I'm saying you've always been one.”
Rivers stares at me for a long time, his eyes tracing the angles
and curves of my face. “You say a lot of strange stuff, you know that?”
Nodding, I hide a smile. “I guess so.”
His tone is thoughtful when he tells me, “I like it. I like
being around you.”
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