Blog Tour: Come To Me Quietly by A.L. Jackson

Aleena “Aly” never thought that she would ever see Jared again.  He was her best friend growing up, the boy that held her heart, and the boy that broke it when he left town and never talked to her or her brother Christopher again.  When Christopher runs into Jared he offers him a place to stay with him and Aly.  Aly sees the boy she used to love, but he has changed, his heart is hardened and he tries not to let her close.

Jared let town after being released from being locked up and never planned on coming back.  When he winds up in his home town he doesn’t plan on connecting with his old friends Christopher and Aly.  His demons rule him, his addictions are always there and the memories that he can’t erase still haunt him.  Jared believes that he doesn’t deserve to be loved or to love, but when it comes to Aly, there is something about the girl he once knew that he can’t stay away from.

Jared’s life took a tragic turn when he was younger, he blames himself for what happened and begins a downward spiral that not only gets him in trouble but has him lose the two best friends he has.  Aly may have been younger than him and Christopher, but they have always had this connection, a friendship from the start that others can only wish for in their lifetime.  Aly wants to help Jared, but to him she is a trigger for his past, but he can’t seem to stay away from her. 

Aly has missed Jared so much.  Seeing how he has changed since he has been gone is breaking her heart but she wants to be friends with him again.  Slowly they begin to hang out and become friends again, but there is a pull towards each other that they can’t resist for long.  Aly wants to show Jared that he is worthy of being loved and she wants to save him from his demons.

The connection that Jared and Aly have is more than friendship, and it’s more than sex.  The fates have deemed that these two are the other half of their souls.  For Aly it has always been Jared.  Jared has always cared for and protected Aly. 

I was drawn into not only Jared’s pain but the feelings that Aly has had for him since she was a child.  My heart broke for Jared from the start.  When you learn about what has made him so broken, it breaks your heart because you can only imagine what he was feeling then and now all these years later.  Jared needed Aly just as much as she needed him and it’s not a needy kind of need, but one that heals the broken parts.

A.L. Jackson has written a beginning to a new series that has me enthralled.  I am always so drawn into her writing and the way she captivates your attention and how she can make you feel the heartbreak, love or happiness that each character is feeling.  Come To Me Quietly is different than her other books, you get to see the relationship between Jared and Aly grow from friendship into a relationship. 

Fans of A.L. Jackson’s previous books and those new to her writing need to have Come To Me Quietlyon their TBR piles and it needs to be one of the next books you read because the story of Jared and Aly is just beginning and I can’t wait to see what emotional rollercoaster ride that A.L. Jackson is about to take us on.

Aly is a good girl who is seemingly emotionally detached at first glance. However, she and her brother are harboring a deep loss and pain that few realize. The source, and the solution, to their problems turns up in a bar that her brother Christopher frequents. Christopher is compelled to reach out to his old friend and offer him help, but unsure whether this is a good idea or not.

Jared is a troubled man with personal demons that have led him down a road of drug abuse and incarceration. Jared is riddled by guilt, fear, sadness, and anger. However, for someone trying so hard to keep light and happiness at bay, he will find that love has the most surprising way of sneaking back into your life. This dark and dangerous guy, that most will warn Aly to keep her distance from, is exactly what she has been silently longing for for years.

It should come as no surprise that A.L. Jackson delivers an emotionally haunting read with tangible characters that linger with you for quite sometime. You feel all of their pain, longing, and heartache.  Jackson’s writing and word choice is nothing short of beautiful and moving, poetic every time. The story unfolds through alternating P.O.V with flashback chapters to reveal their past. It is masterfully done and interwoven flawlessly. This story is like her others, a story of reunion, but the love story unfolds in real time before you. The love story has a slow build that leaves you longing for the couple to get together.

Jared’s personal pain is completely believable and relatable. Aly is playing a dangerous game of thinking she can fix or heal someone, but Jared is convinced that he has a penance to pay.  I get the extenuating circumstances keeping them apart. Never once does it feel silly or contrived. It is befitting the characters’ age, mindset, and setting of the story, making this book a compelling new adult read.

This story is a definite must read that will resonate and deliver. It is a heartbreaking love story that I fell deeply in love with. If you are looking for a bad boy who struggles with redemption and fights falling for a good girl, go and grab this book now. 

My song inspiration for this book is Unconditionally by Katy Perry 

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A few minutes later she returned. She’d changed out of her work clothes and into the same sleep shorts she chose to constantly taunt me with night after night.
God, the girl had the best legs I’d ever seen.
She was twisting her long hair up into a high ponytail as she walked barefoot into the kitchen. The mixture of her skin and the food she’d brought smelled like heaven.
She cracked open the fridge. “Either of you want another beer?” she asked as she bent down to dig through the fridge.
In my head I was screaming at myself to close my eyes or to look up or to look down or to just look the fuck away.
I didn’t.
Instead I watched.
A curl of lust twisted my stomach into the tightest knot, so tight I had to struggle to get a breath of air into my lungs. 
Christopher’s voice broke my trance. “Yeah, I’ll take one.”
I cut my attention in his direction, and eyes so much like Aly’s stared back at me.
I dropped my gaze and mumbled, “Sure, I could use another.” 
Aly stood and knocked the door closed with her hip. She had three beers woven between her  fingers, their caps pressed together. Maybe there was something inherently wrong with me, but I thought it had to be one of the sexiest moves I’d ever seen.
She set them down on the table. “One for you.” She passed one to Christopher, grinned as she slid one across the table to me. “And one for you.”
“Thanks,” I said. 
She twisted the cap off the third and plopped heavily into the chair as she tipped it to her mouth.
“Long day?” Christopher asked as he arched a brow at her.
“Oh, yeah.” She released a long breath. “It was super busy.” A little shrug lifted her shoulders. “Made good tips, but I couldn’t wait for my shift to end.” She began opening the take-out box lids. My mouth watered when I was hit with the heavy aroma of thick red meat sauce and pasta.
I stood. “Here, let me grab some plates and forks.”
She threw a soft smile up at me as I passed. “Thanks, Jared.”
“Yeah, no problem.”
Even though it was only three feet away, I stumbled into the kitchen as if it were some kind of oasis in the desert. For a second, I dropped my head as I pressed my hands into the counter and filled my lungs with the deepest breath of air I could find.
Get a grip, Jared.
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From the acclaimed bestselling author of Lost to You and When We Collide comes a new adult novel of one woman’s obsession: a man who’s as passionate as he is elusive—and as tempting as he is trouble.…
 Aleena Moore is haunted by Jared Holt. It’s been six years since she’s seen her brother’s best friend, the self-destructive bad boy she secretly loved in high school. As the years pass, she knows it’s time to move on. Time to decide between a practical nursing degree and her true dream as an artist. Time to get over Jared and give another guy a chance…
 Just when she opens her heart to her friend Gabe, Aly returns home to find Jared sleeping on her couch. The teenage boy she loved has grown into a man she can’t resist. Covered in tattoos and lost in rage, he’s begging to be saved from his demons—the memories of the day he destroyed his family. As the two reconnect, their passion is hot enough to torch Aly’s judgment. But can she risk her future for a man who lives on the edge of destruction?


       What the hell was I doing?
Everything about this situation was wrong. Aly kneeling in front of me. Touching me. She was close, too close. I could taste her breath, and I kept catching hints of that fucking delicious coconut body wash I’d used last night. Somehow it smelled a thousand times better on her.
These urges constantly hit me, and I couldn’t help imagining what it’d be like to bury my nose in the haven behind her ear, to press my mouth at her jaw, to tangle my hands in her hair. Against my better judgment, which could so easily be called into question, anyway, I gave in. Took a little.
I was always so good at taking.
The strand of hair I tugged between my fingers was soft, like silk against my callused skin. The action should’ve been innocent enough. I remembered doing it often when we were children, just a small act of affection to let her know it was okay she was there. There was never anything more to it than that.
But I knew better now, knew it would stir the need I’d felt in the pit of my stomach since I found her backed against that wall last night, since she’d driven me half-mad in her kitchen this morning, since I’d stumbled into her apartment like the piece of trash I was tonight. Somehow she still found me worthy, kneeling in front of me as if I deserved even a scrap of the attention she gave me now.
With her head down, she attended to the wounds on my other hand. I allowed my gaze to fall, to trace the face I wanted to trace with my hands.
I didn’t think I’d ever felt intrigued by a girl before the way I was now, had never wanted to crawl inside someone’s mind to dig through her thoughts, to find out who she was. Why she was. Aly’s green eyes were both fierce and soft, her touch both intent and gentle. She was kind, yet she didn’t hesitate to call me out on my shit. She made me itch and squirm, made me want to run and want to stay.
She began taping up my second hand, forging this little truce between us, steadily sucking me deeper into a place I knew I shouldn’t go.
But I couldn’t stop it.
There was something about being alone with her in the seclusion of this apartment that I liked, like maybe we were sharing some kind of secret that no one else could touch.
A distorted sense of security.
For just a little while, I wanted to drift in the delusion.
I watched her as she worked. Every couple of seconds, she glanced up at me with those eyes that seemed to know more than they should.
Aly shifted closer. I attempted to scoot back without her noticing, but she tugged on my hand. “Would you hold still? You’re worse than a two-year-old,” she said.
Was she oblivious of what she was doing to me? Every time she moved, her chest brushed against my knees, and damn, if it wasn’t the greatest temptation I’d ever had to endure. Did she know how badly I wanted to touch her? To take a little more? Maybe take it all? My thoughts raced ahead, and I wondered what she’d do if I edged off the couch and laid her back on the floor. Would she stop me? Or would she allow me to feed off her compassion and goodness? Would she let me wreck her? Destroy her? Because that was the only thing I knew how to do.
I sucked in a breath and held it. No fucking way was I going there. Not with her, even if she was the only girl who’d ever made me feel like I had to have her. The first who’d ever made me want. That in itself was a pretty damned good reason to stay away from her.
That and the fact that she was Aly.
My Aly.
She sat back on her haunches. Her smile was soft when she looked up at me. “See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“Thank you,” I said honestly, because it’d been a long time since anyone had taken care of me. It hurt to think of the last time someone had.
“You’re welcome.” Her voice was quiet, and she sat there, just staring at me, a lot like we had last night, although now things seemed completely different.
“You’d better get some rest. It’s really late,” I said. I’d lain flat out on the hard ground for hours while I let myself sober up to the point where I could at least get myself back to the apartment, and I hadn’t come crawling up the stairs until three in the morning.
“Yeah, you’d better, too.” She sounded a little disappointed.
Her delicate hands pressed into the couch on the outside of my legs as she helped herself to stand. This time her hair did brush against my chest. We both froze with the contact, and she looked down at me, her face three inches from mine. She hovered there, her eyes searching.
Motherfucking trigger.
I wet my lips and found my voice, although it was heavy with strain. “Please go to your room, Aly.”
Blinking, she nodded before she pushed herself the rest of the way up. She paused at her door, whispered, “Good night,” and then disappeared inside her bedroom.

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A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regretand Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Pulledand When We Collide.

 She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.




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