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489 pages, Kindle Edition
Published November 17, 2020
She was in love with me.
And I pretended not to know.
I didn’t deserve her love. I was an asshole. she was too pure, too innocent, and I would somehow destroy that part of her.
That didn’t mean I didn’t want her.
“I am not letting you go. I’m gonna fight hard, baby." He sniffed. “I’ll fight dirty if I have to.””
❝Is there…❞ My voice wavered nervously. ❝Is there something you need from me?❞
Connor’s brows lowered and he made a thoughtful noise low in his throat. ❝I’m not sure yet.❞
Two ★ ThingsFirst, Emily "Emmy" Aldrich achieved #SaintStatus multiple times throughout Clash. How she never b-slapped Connor is beyond me. Honestly, I wish I had half the patience she possessed because, mmmmm 😒 fists would've been flying, and words woulda been shouted.
because i'm lazy here's the copy and pasted summary from CLASH's GR page. . . enjoy ✨
Connor Clash was everything I wasn't.
He taught me how to live.
I didn't mean for things to go the way they did.
But Connor was beautiful, and I was lonely.
Falling in love wasn't part of the plan.
He betrayed me, and I was scarred.
Before I got the job, I didn't know who he was.
Now I saw him every night in my dreams.
We were two people, worlds apart, holding each other at arms length.
This was not going to end well.
Connor Clash was an asshole.
And I loved him with all of my heart.
❝Connor Clash, you are exactly the kind of man my Nanna warned me to stay away from.❞
❝I don’t blame her, baby. I’m not a nice guy.❞ That surprised me.
❝Are you kidding me?❞ My eyes met his. ❝Connor, you’re one of the nicest guys I know.❞
𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽·𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼
/ˈ𝓼𝔀ē𝓽𝓷ə𝓼/
𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓷: 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼
𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽.
〖 I would rise up from the ashes and show the world my feathers. Tone it down some, Emmy. Right. Okay. Truth was, I was not the same Emily I had been when I left home three months ago. I was braver, stronger and smarter. 】
❝Well?❞
My head tilted as I thought about it. ❝I liked yours better.❞
❝Emmy.❞ He chuckled in disbelief. ❝You can’t beat a classic.❞ Then, suddenly, he stopped laughing and pursed his full lips. ❝Although, flattery will get you everywhere.❞
❝I saw what he did to you.❞
Moving back, I came to stand in her open doorway.
❝Don’t…❞ She faltered. ❝Don’t forget what he did. It’s okay to forgive.❞ Her voice was deathly calm. ❝But don’t ever forget.❞
I KNOW, I KNOW. I feel so bad saying that because I know a lot of you guys do, buuuut, IDK, they just don't do it for me. However, after reading ren ♡ 's review I couldn't help but check CLASH out. And boy am I glad I did. What CLASH really excelled at was not only making me care about the characters, but the music as well.i - i don't really like musician//rockstar//music-related romances 🙈✨
When the song finished, I blew out a long shaky breath from between my lips and swallowed hard. I turned to Connor and found a slight frown creasing his brow. ❝What is it?❞
He shook his head slowly. ❝Sometimes I forget why we do this.❞ He twisted to lie on his back, putting a hand behind his head. ❝You just reminded me.❞
〖 Connor was a gun. I was the ammunition. Put us together and you got something lethal, a weapon capable of doing unspeakable things, more specifically to each other. 】
𝕙𝕒𝕧·𝕠𝕔
/ˈ𝕙𝕒𝕧ə𝕜/
𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟: 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕔
𝕨𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.
𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕓: 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕔
𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕; 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕝𝕖: 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠; 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖.
ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴇᴇ. . .
᧒. 🎶 he slept with OW and made Emmy escort them out of his room.
ᒿ. 🎶 he constantly makes fun of Emmy for. . . um, everything.
ᗱ. 🎶 Emmy basically has to force Connor to go to rehab.
ᔰ. 🎶 he writes. . . the song.
Ƽ. 🎶 that 50% break-up? devastation? train-wreck?
〖 Connor Clash was an enigma. He could be the rudest person you had ever met but he could also be sweeter than pie. 】
❝I saw you. You were different with her.❞ [. . .] ❝I saw the way you looked at her when you thought no one was watching. I saw the way she made you laugh. I saw you be gentle with someone for the first time in your miserable life.❞
❝Hey, Emmy.❞ He pressed his lips to the shell of my ear and whispered, ❝Wanna make out?❞
❝Only if you’re good.❞ … for the first time since I met him, Connor Clash was rendered completely speechless.
❝Don’t ever let anyone speak to you like that.❞ He was livid. ❝Not even me.❞ Said the guy wearing a No Fat Chicks T-shirt.
First, Emmy and Connor meet. They become friends. Then, Emmy and Connor start exploring their unexpected chemistry. Emmy catches feels for Connor, and it's super obvious to everyone involved and around them. Emmy and Connor sleep together, and Emmy loses her virginity. . . yay.
But, then. *sighs and screams internally* . . .
Connor writes a song about Emmy loosing her virginity and it happens to become a number one hit. Oh and then he breaks her heart and shatters it into a million pieces. Then he proceeds to fall into a drug induced depression and crawls out of it by the skin of his teeth.
❝What?❞ I chuckled. ❝Don’t tell me you thought you were special.❞ It was harsh. Harsh was good. It was also a lie but she need never know that. She was special. Fuck, she was everything.
PLUS, he drunkenly married Emmy in Vegas and refuses to divorce her. . . what an adventure.
❝I’m just trying to fix this mistake.”
My hands fell from my brow and my eyes widened. ❝Why are you fighting this?❞
He gaped at me a second before he opened his mouth and bellowed, ❝Because you’re worth fighting for.❞ Connor came undone. ❝Because I don’t want to lose you.❞ Frustration had him running a hand down his face and he looked at me, miserable. ❝Because I fucking love you, Emmy.❞
❝Trust takes years to build, a second to break, and a lifetime to repair.❞
❝Okay. I won’t push.❞ Before I got up, I kissed her hair. ❝You are a beautiful, independent woman who doesn’t need a man.❞ When she huffed out a laugh, I added a smiling, ❝But there’s no shame in wanting one, Cher.❞
Emmy, sweetie, honey, in the wise words of Ms. Pheobe Buffay ~
❝I’ll never let you down, not ever again.❞ His earnest tone was quiet. ❝I want to be everything to you, like you are to me. You’re my first and only priority and, if you let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life showing you just how much you mean to me.❞
Connor coming out of the bathroom and squeezing the side of my boob while making a beep sound was the last straw.
He didn’t even look at her. Instead, he came over to me and said the same thing he said to me every morning. “Hey, Emmy.” He picked up an apple and bit into it. “Wanna fuck?”
My eyes narrowed. “You haven’t read or seen Harry Potter?”
Taking a handful of chips, he threw them into his mouth and crunched noisily. “I’ve seen Hairy Twatter.”
Before I could stop myself, I uttered a grossed out, “Ew.”
“But let me tell you.” He stepped closer as if he were revealing some collaborative information. “I don’t think Jugwarts was a real school.” He looked thoughtful. “I mean, I have my doubts, you know? Because—” He scoffed. “When Professor Snake walked into class in his chaps with his cock out and nobody flinched….” He shrugged. “Just saying.”
I wanted to laugh but I wouldn’t. He’d like that too much. “You’re ruining my favorite movie.”
Connor quit chewing and his brows arched. “Hairy Twatter?”
Surprisingly, Connor simply stood back and watched me with a small smile etched on his face. I detected something veiled in his expression.
Pride, maybe?
As usual, I pretended not to care what Connor thought, when in reality that tiny, hidden smile made my entire night.
“Okay…. The sex was amazing, this is why before I die I need to meet just one biker who lives up to all my future biker husband dreams. A real biker. Please lord tell me that somewhere in the world there are actual bikers who look like these men. Like real 1 percenters!!”
"To the world, Connor was a star. But to me, he was slowly becoming my entire universe."
"Jesus, She was air and I was dying to breathe."
"The nurse watched me gently climb in next to nanna, take her hand in mine and lean my head against hers. I didn't know what to say to her. How do you thank somebody for being everything you needed and more?"
“She was my wettest dream and my deepest regret.”
"Connor was a gun. I was the ammunition. Put us together, and you got something lethal, a weapon capable of doing unspeakable things, more specifically to each other."