by Whitney Barbetti
Released:
August 28th, 2014
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Synopsis:
“In here,” he said, pushing on the skin above my heart, “you're ten below zero. And you’re closer to death than I am.”
My name is Parker. My body is marked with scars from an attack I don’t remember. I don’t want to remember. I choose to live my life by observation, not through experience. While people are laughing and kissing and connecting, I’m in the corner. Watching them live. I’m indifferent to everything, everyone. The only emotion I feel with any kind of depth is annoyance, and I feel it often.
A text message sent to the wrong number proves to be my undoing.
His name is Everett, but I call him rude. He’s pushy, he’s arrogant, he crowds my personal space, and worst of all: he makes me feel.
He chooses to wear all black, all the time, as if he’s waiting to attend a funeral. Probably because he is.
Everett is dying. And he’s spending his final days living, truly living. In doing so, he’s forcing me to feel, to heal. To come face to face with the demons I suppressed in my memory.
He hurts me, he fulfills me, he completes me. And still, he's dying.
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Excerpt:
“Your roommates are nosey,” Everett commented, sitting back on the bed. He reached into the suitcase again.
“You would know,” I said, snatching a bra from his hands.
Everett shrugged. “It’s underwear. More specifically, it’s your underwear. I’m intrigued.”
“Yeah, well don’t get any ideas.”
Everett leaned back into the pillows, resting his hands behind his head again. “Oh, but I have a lot of ideas.” He winked at me.
I stalked away towards my dresser and began pulling things from drawers. When I turned back around, Everett was holding another bra.
“You don’t wear padding,” he commented, his fingers feeling along the lined cup.
“No.”
“I like that.”
My hands stilled. And then I moved them again. “Why?” I didn’t care. Really, I didn’t.
“Lies.”
I turned around. “Lies?”
“I like the truth. In every way.” He seemed lost in thought so I turned back around and packed my things.
“Am I really doing this?” I asked myself.
“Yes, you are.” I turned around again.
“Why?”
It wasn’t a question he should know the answer to. But he did. “Because you hate and you love the way I make you feel.”
I was naked under his gaze. Skin was just that: skin. But to see your soul stripped, laid bare for the eyes of someone you barely knew – that was terrifying. I’d walk down the street naked a hundred times before I would let someone see what lay underneath.
I’d spent my life alone. Bounced from foster home to foster home. When my tastes outgrew my age as a teenager, I traded boys for men and found myself still alone. I reveled in the loneliness. No one could hurt me but me, and did I really care if I hurt me? Did I care? If I found pleasure in anything, it was my lack of feeling.
And that’s how I knew, when Everett told me not to fall in love with him, that I wouldn’t. I didn’t love myself. And wasn’t loving someone also loving yourself, the parts that saw the beauty in other people? I didn’t have that part. And I didn’t want it.
“I don’t love anything,” I said.
“I know.” His eyes were unsmiling.
“You would know,” I said, snatching a bra from his hands.
Everett shrugged. “It’s underwear. More specifically, it’s your underwear. I’m intrigued.”
“Yeah, well don’t get any ideas.”
Everett leaned back into the pillows, resting his hands behind his head again. “Oh, but I have a lot of ideas.” He winked at me.
I stalked away towards my dresser and began pulling things from drawers. When I turned back around, Everett was holding another bra.
“You don’t wear padding,” he commented, his fingers feeling along the lined cup.
“No.”
“I like that.”
My hands stilled. And then I moved them again. “Why?” I didn’t care. Really, I didn’t.
“Lies.”
I turned around. “Lies?”
“I like the truth. In every way.” He seemed lost in thought so I turned back around and packed my things.
“Am I really doing this?” I asked myself.
“Yes, you are.” I turned around again.
“Why?”
It wasn’t a question he should know the answer to. But he did. “Because you hate and you love the way I make you feel.”
I was naked under his gaze. Skin was just that: skin. But to see your soul stripped, laid bare for the eyes of someone you barely knew – that was terrifying. I’d walk down the street naked a hundred times before I would let someone see what lay underneath.
I’d spent my life alone. Bounced from foster home to foster home. When my tastes outgrew my age as a teenager, I traded boys for men and found myself still alone. I reveled in the loneliness. No one could hurt me but me, and did I really care if I hurt me? Did I care? If I found pleasure in anything, it was my lack of feeling.
And that’s how I knew, when Everett told me not to fall in love with him, that I wouldn’t. I didn’t love myself. And wasn’t loving someone also loving yourself, the parts that saw the beauty in other people? I didn’t have that part. And I didn’t want it.
“I don’t love anything,” I said.
“I know.” His eyes were unsmiling.
Review:
I am freakin' SPEECHLESS!!!!
Where in the world have I been living?? Under a freakin' rock?!?!?! I'm not saying this because it's a while that this book is released and I just found it. No!!! I'm saying this because I can't believe that I have never heard about author Whitney Barbetti before Ten Below Zero!!! I made my research to see what other books she wrote, and now that I have finished TBZ I will run to my reading device and buy He Found Me. TBZ is one of the most unique, emotionally charged, unforgettable book that I have ever read!
Three hand squeezes
Two strangers
One breathtakingly beautiful love story
I usually do a little recap of the story in my reviews, but with TBZ I won't. Why? Because this is a book that makes you FEEL the story. You are not just READING a story. It's a story that lingers with you long after you have finished reading it. It makes you stop and think about life in general. There are not many authors who have made me cry while reading a book, but the ones that did achieve that with their words are now on my auto-buy list. After reading TBZ, Whitney Barbetti definitely has a spot on that list!
Parker and Everett are two of the most memorable characters that I have ever met! Their banter is awkwardly addictive, their chemistry wildly intoxicating and their love story is utterly heartwarming! From the beginning of the story I felt a very strong connection to them even if I had no clue where their journey will bring me. I knew that it was going to be a very emotional one, but I had no clue how deeply they would touch my heart. I had a hard time reading the last couple of chapters because I could not stop the tears from falling. I was an emotional mess by the end of the story!!!
I loved all the little details that the author included in this story. The little moments or words that kept me smiling while reading. I felt all different kinds of emotions with TBZ. I laughed and cried with these characters. I learned many things from Everett and I was cheering for Parker to finally feel again. The way he took care of her and how he got under her skin to make her feel things was just breathtaking! I won't ever forget this phenomenal reading journey! I highly recommend Ten Below Zero by Whitney Barbetti. Please make sure you have tissues near by. You will DEFINITELY need them trust me!!!
Rating:
I give, Ten Below Zero, by Whitney Barbetti 5 moving, romantic, striking, three squeezes, unlimited limes, brilliant stars!
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About the Author
I am the author of new adult romance novels. He Found Me (May 2014) is the first in a two-part series. Ten Below Zero (August 2014) is a standalone.
I am married with two boys. When I’m not changing diapers or cutting food into tiny bites, I escape to Starbucks for hours. I could drink my weight in their black iced tea.
I love music and have a playlist for everything.
I have about 20 bacon things in my fridge.
I am married with two boys. When I’m not changing diapers or cutting food into tiny bites, I escape to Starbucks for hours. I could drink my weight in their black iced tea.
I love music and have a playlist for everything.
I have about 20 bacon things in my fridge.
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Thank you so much for this beautiful review!! I love it!
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