Ink & Lies by S.L. Jennings

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From International Best Selling Romance Novelist, Hope Hughes, comes a gripping, heartfelt tale of two lovers, fighting for the freedom to…

No. Scratch that. Too cheesy.

…two people, torn apart by the tumultuous tides of life, only to discover refuge in…

WTF? What does that even mean? DELETE.

…two people, confused as shit as to where they should be and who they should love and none of this means a damn thing because it’s all lies!

Lies.

I’m not Hope Hughes. I’m not some fierce woman romance machine. Hell, I’m not even a woman.

I’m a liar.

And while I refuse to believe my own BS, deceit masked in heartfelt phrases of love and devotion, I want to make her believe them. Because maybe—just maybe—if she can find the soul within my words, she’ll also be able to find the truth scribbled on my heart.

You see, I once lived for the perfect plot twist.

I just never expected to actually live it.

This is my story. Well, maybe her story. I just wish I could make it our story.

The one I’m still writing.

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Ink & Lies was a refreshing unique take on friends to lovers.

There are frills, or sappy love lines, or breath taking moments that make you weep.

Ink made the words that brought Fiona & Rhys together. Books. Lines. Plots. Scenes.
The immersion into an author’s written words.
Ink.

Lies made to establish what Rhys’s idea of what love isn’t. Lies told to Fiona to protect her heart.
A facade to mask true feelings.
Lies.

Rhys is a story teller. But he is keeping a secret life as a romance author under a pen name, which happens to be female. It was clear that this was a genre that he truly did not like writing. His sarcasm about forcing himself to write words that he himself could not believe was hilarious. Mainly because when I read a romance and if it is to over the type, I just can’t. We have that in common. The irony is that overtime he starts falling for his best friends Fiona. There were times that I wanted to smack him upside his head for not coming to grips with this. He had a special relationship with his grandfather and it so reminded me of the one I had with my grandfather. He adored and respected him fully and loved their weekly visits.

Fiona loves stories and her favorite story teller is Rhys. They had a special thing where wherever they were, mainly the park, she would pick out a person or couple and have Rhys make up story for them. He was definitely quick on the spot and made up a great story. Much to Rhys’s dismay, Fiona falls for a doctor, his specialty, and no joke, was butts. I cannot lie. Trust me all the jokes were made and more. There was an extremely embarrassing but hilarious scene. Poor Fiona.

They had a true friendship. Late nights watching movies. Proofreading to make sure the stories written would be solid. Sunday rituals for lunch. Favorite places that each looked forward to spend time together. It was a friendship that you are familiar with.

Each were holding feelings for the other and tried to play on that and unfortunately did not go as planned. So it became; Will they? Won’t they? What is going to happen? EKKK!

There were definitely moments of drama and intrigue that lead you to another page. There was no shortage of banter and quick wit filled the pages. One liners zinged through each scene.

The Lies turned into Ink and Ink turned into Lies.
There is a story here, but it is not what you think. \
S.L. gave us a super twist to this tale, one that you will have to read to the very last page.

 

3.5 Stars

 

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S.L. Jennings is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, reality TV junkie, obsessive coffee drinker and collector of crazy.

Stalk Her: Website | Facebook | Twitter |Goodreads

 

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