Calico by Callie Hart

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Twelve years ago, I ran to stay alive.

Port Royal, South Carolina, was my home. I was born there. I fell in love there. And I nearly died there. I never thought I’d go back. Now, after so many years, I have to return to bury the man who made my life a living hell. Some nights, I used to cry myself to sleep, praying my father would die. Other nights were different. Other nights, there was him.

Callan Cross.

My first confidante. My first kiss. My first love. My first everything: Callan was the glue that held me together when everything else was falling apart. He was my savior. He was there for me whenever I needed him…

Until he wasn’t.

Every night, I’ve seen the love of my life in my sleep. 

I just never thought I’d have to face him again.

Callan 

Twelve years ago, I f*#@ed up big time.

Living life through a camera lens is sometimes easier than dealing with it head on. Scratch that. It’s always easier. For over a decade, I’ve been a master of my art, taking photographs all over the world.

Yet despite all of the countries I’ve visited, the amazing things I’ve seen, the beautiful women I’ve screwed, my heart has remained in pieces.

Coralie’s the only woman I’ve ever loved, will ever love. And I’m determined to show her that we’re meant to be together. Even if it means unearthing the bones of the past in the process.

A lifetime and a thousand miles have stood between us. 

Now, there’s no length of time I won’t wait, no distance I won’t travel, in order to make her mine.

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Sometimes you just know that one person you are meant to be with.
Sometimes you meet them in High School.
Sometimes you lose that person.
Sometimes you blame yourself for what happened.
Sometimes you live something so tragic that you at all costs must leave.
Sometimes you find that person years later.
Sometimes you are lucky enough to still know that you are meant to be with them.
Sometimes you know that being with them means uncovering secrets.
Sometimes you learn more than you can handle.
Sometimes you learn that even though you cannot handle those secrets you still want them.
Sometimes you have to face your own demons to be free.
Sometimes you learn that being free is freeing.
Sometimes you must depend on that love to see you through.
Sometimes you understand that your anger is ok.
Sometimes you realize that coming home was in a twisted way helps you.
Sometimes you just need to be.
Sometimes you reliving your past through someone else’s eyes, makes you see.
Sometimes you know that love is love.
Sometimes you get to finally keep that love.
Sometimes you get to be happy.
Sometimes you get to be happy with that love.
Sometimes you experience the ending you always wanted.

Callan.
Coralie.

These are the two that bring you the “sometimes”.
Why did I mention all these “sometimes” because so much happens, so many emotions, so many experiences that, for me, this was the best way to grab your attention and not give away the story.

Calico is full of raw emotions, raw pain, raw secrets, raw anger, raw love.

I want you to experience this book in the same way I did, by reading it, and experiencing every line in a stunning way. Ms. Hart has a profound way with words.
I will carry this story with me for a long time.

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Meet Callie Hart:

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Callie Hart is an obsessive romantic who loves throwing a dark twist into her stories. Her characters are imperfect, flawed individuals who dictate when she eats, sleeps and breathes. Callie’s Internationally Bestselling Blood & Roses series has garnered well over 1000 5 star reviews.

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