This book. Wow. I have no clue if Harper knew how big of a movement #iAmWillow would be, but it has easily taken the lit world by storm, and it's so easy to see why. Harper Sloan always puts her heart into her work, you can tell just by reading her words, but with PI, it was a book that evoked the true spirit of such a wonderful woman. These were words being pulled straight from her soul. These weren't just words put onto a page to sell some books, these were HER words, HER heart, and HER soul.
While Locke had always been my favorite of Harper's books, given the beauty of that story, PI has blown right past even that as Harper's finest work so far. The raw emotion that Willow and Kane bring out, the pain that Willow brings forth, and most importantly- the all consuming love that Kane shows her- they're are no words.
To imagine that someone has lived a life filled with so much self doubt, so much hatred from her "family", it makes you wonder how they could even survive. How did they continue to breathe in that stifling cocoon that was their existence? Well, Willow did. Beautifully. Was it all peaches and cream? Of course not!! But then again, nothing worth having is ever easy to obtain. Willow fought like hell to get to where she is, and while Kane helped her blossom, he most certainly isn't the sole reason for her success. She did it on her own. She discovered herself, and just happened to fall in love with a wonderful man along the way!!
It's not often that books reach us on a soul-deep level, as most read them because of the steamy scenes, or that they're the hottest new thing on the market, or even the author themselves. But PI is different than that. Because, we are all Willow. There has been a time in every person's life that we have had the same body issues as she did, that we've felt the same lack of confidence that she had, or even the same self loathing. So, yes, we are all Willow. And, I thank Harper for bringing this issue to light, and having us all embrace it. 5 HUGE stars!!!!
Meet Willow and Kane in the newest stand alone by Harper Sloan!
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Mirror, mirror ... who's the fairest of them all?
I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn't grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all 'mean girls.'
And those mean girls were right - it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world - and I knew the answer would never be me.
The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.
The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.
Well, that's definitely not Willow Tate.
No. That will never be me.
Because I'm completely imperfect.
And ... I hate myself.
I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.
“Are you nervous right now?”
“Tell me why.” His demand, steady and calm, gives me the courage I need to tell him. To open a vein and bleed my insecurities.
“I’m not perfect,” I whisper.
“And neither am I, Willow. I don’t want perfect. What so many see as perfect, to me, is fake. Perfect isn’t achievable naturally. No one, and I mean no one, is perfect.”
I’m shaking my head before he’s even done speaking, but one long finger comes up and presses against my lips before I can speak.
“No, let me finish. There isn’t beauty in perfection. It’s as fake as the image the word projects. Beauty is found in imperfection, Willow, because to admit you’re not perfect means you’re admitting you’re not whole and absolute. When I think of myself, I see someone willing to admit he’s as far from complete as it gets because, in order to get to that perfection, I need to find the other part of me who will make my life better. To take all the faults I have and fill them, and only then will I be there. You see, the way I see it, the only way to become perfect is to find that perfectly imperfect person who brings it out of you.”
When he stops, I swear I might have stopped breathing. How am I supposed to respond to that?
“Do you trust me?” he asks, his voice strong and sure.
“Yes, Kane. Nerves or not, I do.”
“Then let me show you what I see when I look at you.”
He brings his hands up, framing my face once again in a way I’m quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of. His warm eyes implore, begging me without words to let him continue. I do not intend to stop him, regardless of the butterflies currently taking over my system. I’m all in.
About the Author:
Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed 'Estrogen Ocean', much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero--the super alpha kind!
Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn't take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.
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