Review – Wrecked by J.B. Salsbury

July 18, 2017 Review 0

Review – Wrecked by J.B. Salsbury

When you can’t trust yourself, how can you ask anyone else to?

It’s been months since Aden Colt left the Army, and still the memories haunt him. When he moved into a boat off the California coast, he thought he’d found the perfect place to escape life.

Then Sawyer shows up, and turns his simple life upside down.

Beautiful and sophisticated, she seems out of place in this laidback beach town. Something is pushing her to experience everything she can—including Aden. But as much as he wants her, starting a relationship with Sawyer puts them both at risk.

For Aden, the past doesn’t stay there; it shows up unexpectedly, uncontrollably, and doesn’t care whose life it wrecks.

Title: Wrecked
Author: J.B. Salsbury
Other books by this author that we've reviewed: Split
Published by Forever
Source: Publisher
Published: July 18th 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Military Romance
Pages: 352
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Stars: four-half-stars
Flames: three-flames
I received this book for free from the Publisher or Author in exchange for an honest review, or I purchased it with my own funds. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
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A-MAZING!!!!! I have read my fare share of Military/Contemporary Romance novels, and I have to say that this one hit the ball out of the park. This was most likely the “realest” (yes, I know that’s not a word) depiction of PTSD and how many of our soldiers deal with it. DISCLAIMER – Don’t read the Epilogue if you are suffering from PTSD. I think you can get through the rest of the book well enough, but the Epilogue…

Sawyer is a twin. Not just any twin. An identical twin with a dying sister who has asked the impossible. But could you really deny someone you love their “dying wish”? Sawyer finds herself in a city she’s not familiar with, kissed by a random stranger and locked out of the house she’s supposed to be living in. While searching for her key, she meets a man who changes everything she’s ever known. But keeping her promise to her sister is becoming harder than she expected, especially now that her heart is in the way.

Aden is a survivor. I don’t think he really wants to be though. When you’re responsible for your team and don’t come back with everyone, you lose yourself. Add the way it went down and…let’s just say it would be hard for anyone, nonetheless a soldier of honor. After drowning his issues not only with the bottle, but in his bed, he’s struck by the new girl. The girl who’s picture he’s been staring at for months. The girl who seems way different than what he’s been lead to believe. But she’s doing something to him. Something he thought would never happen. He’s feeling again…

Yes, I’m talking in code. Why? Because although you can guess what this is about and think you know how things will turn out, you really need to read it for yourself to get the “feels” like I did. Yes, I knew what was going to happen. We all will. But it’s the way it’s written that keeps us glued to the pages. It’s the order in which life is brought back to life, seeming brighter than before. It’s the way you’ll walk away from the book with a huge smile on your face. Just like I did.





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New York Times bestselling author JB Salsbury spends her days lost in a world of budding romance and impossible obstacles. Her love of good storytelling led her to earn a degree in Media Communications. Since 2013 she has published six bestselling novels in The Fighting Series and won a RONE Award. JB Salsbury lives with her husband and two kids in Phoenix, Arizona


















Oh no, fuck no!
I thought he was kidding. I should’ve known better. Aden’s intentions with me since I stupidly boarded this boat have been my torment for his enjoyment. He loved watching me squirm over the bait tank and when I proved I wouldn’t shy away from a challenge, he pulled out the big guns. From his flirty smiles to his teasing touches, he’s discovered my weaknesses and is exploiting them for his own entertainment.
Now this? Raw fish probably still warm from fighting for its life.
And now I’m God knows how many feet above water sitting on a two-seater bench held up by rusty ladders and staring down a piece of glistening pink meat.
“You have to eat it, it’s a rite of passage.” He offers the meat to my lips and I quickly turn my face away.
“I’m really not hungry.” As if the idea isn’t enough to turn my stomach, watching him clean the fish before sectioning off enough for lunch wasn’t much of an appetite builder.
“Of course you are.” He brings the piece to his own mouth and takes a bite, closing his eyes with a moan as he chews.
I feel a rush of bile hit my throat, or maybe it’s beer, either way it’s warm and it burns. “That’s disgusting.”
“You’re telling me you don’t like sushi?”
My eyes widen. Sawyer would say she’s never had sushi. But Celia’s a different story. She ate a live cricket in the eighth grade on a dare. She didn’t even flinch. “I like sushi, just not directly from the…um…source.”
“Doesn’t get fresher than this.” He takes another bite and I can’t deny that his response to eating it does give it some appeal.
“I think I need soy sauce or that green stuff.” What’s it called?
“Just try it.”
“I really don’t want to.”
“Oh come on.” He smiles in that cute crooked way that makes my heart dip and dive. “Live a little.”
I chew the inside of my mouth debating the cost/benefit of taking a bite of this fresh-out-of-the-ocean fish. On one hand, I’ll impress Aden. That in and of itself is worth the ick factor. But what if I throw up all over his boat? Is the chance of impressing him worth totally humiliating myself? I groan when I realize what I’m doing, exactly what I swore I wouldn’t do. I’m making an internal pros and cons list. I close my eyes and steel my resolve and my spine. Don’t think, just decide. I pop open my eyes followed by my mouth.
“Yeah?” He stares at my parted lips.
I nod, hoping he’ll hurry before I change my mind.
Lifting the rose-colored flesh forward, he places it between my teeth. It’s a small bite so I close my lips around his fingers expecting him to pull away…but he doesn’t. For a moment I’m suspended in his gaze, totally stuck while his hot fingers rest between my lips. This should be grossing me out; after all, I watched him gut this fish with his bare hands and to wash off all the blood he merely dipped them into the ocean. But all the thoughts of raw fish and a stranger’s finger do nothing to stave off the warmth blooming in my belly. My tongue pulls the meat deeper into my mouth, brushing against the rough pad of his forefinger. He bites his lip but finally drops his hand.
He watches intently while I chew and swallow.
“How was it?” His voice is low and gruff.
Lost in the heated moment, I barely tasted it. “Good.”
His hand cups the back of my head and he pulls me toward him, stopping just short of our lips touching. “I can’t fucking take this anymore.” His breath is sawing in and out, bursting against my mouth with impatience. “Let me.” It’s a demand, not a question.
A kiss. I don’t need to channel Celia or flip a coin…I know what I want.
I lick my lips and close the slight distance between us.

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