Also by this author: The Lost Slipper (Fairytale Shifter, #3)
Everything For Her (For Her, #1) by Alexa Riley
Published by Carina Press on December 27, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
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I'll never forget the way she looked, so confident and sure of herself. I watched her from a distance. She wasn't ready for me yet. I didn't approach her and I didn't disturb her, but I never once took my eyes off her.
Mallory Sullivan is ready to start her new life. After graduating at the top of her class, she's landed one of the most coveted internships in the United States. Hard work and determination have gotten her to this moment of living the life she only dreamed of growing up in foster care.
From the start, I knew that she would be my greatest achievement, so the day I let her go, I set down a path for her. A path to me.
She never expected Oz to be the greatest culmination of those dreams. But sometimes fate determines who you fall in love with. Who makes you lose control. Who owns your soul.
And then you realize it wasn't fate at all…
I've wanted to care for and protect her since the first moment I saw her. I've constructed everything in our lives so that at the perfect moment, I could have her, could give her the life she deserves.
The time has come.
I’m going to start this out with saying that I was in the minority when it came to asking for a longer Alexa Riley book. I love the shorter stories because they have always been a quick escape for me. So I was a little skeptical about a full novel. Don’t get me wrong, I was super excited when it was announced and couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. I just didn’t know how it would end up. I’m so happy that they put my skepticism out of my head and delivered such a well balanced and well written full length novel.
This is a story about Mallory Sullivan, a girl who was raised in foster care and has worked hard all her life in order to make great strides towards achievement. She just graduated from Yale and has been offered a prestigious internship. With her plans set in motion, Mallory is taken by surprise when she meets a handsome stranger at a local club who refuses to let her get away. She is immediately attracted to him can’t seem to get him out of her head.
Miles “Oz” Osbourne has really only focused on one thing since he was eighteen. Revenge. Everything he has done is calculated and focused with one end game. That is until he sees a young girl while he is in college that he instantly becomes obsessed with. He now has a new purpose and everything he does is with the end goal of getting that girl into his arms forever.
I’m not going to rehash too much here. This book as all the AR checkmarks that we look for. Over the top alpha, insta-love, a bit of crazy, and some sexy scenes. One of the things that I like about this one is that it allows more room for a bit more angst. I’m an even bigger sucker when it comes to a AR book with some angst in it. While there is only a tad bit here and true angst whores probably won’t even acknowledge it, it’s there and enough for me in this particular situation.
I found it very weird and creepy how much I enjoyed Oz’s obsessive behavior. It didn’t try to hide it and he owned it. While I would never want that for myself, I thought it worked with their relationship and made a big part of who they are together. Mallory was the perfect balance for Oz. She was able to handle his behavior for the most part but she also kept him under control. She wasn’t afraid to speak up for herself or tell him when he was a bit out of control. The two of them just meshed and balanced each other out.
Overall, I enjoyed this book and I’m so happy that Alexa Riley delivered us their first full novel and gives us those sexy over the top alphas that we secretly crave. Great job, ladies!
I’ve watched her since the beginning.
It’s funny, but I don’t really remember much before her. It’s as if I could split my life into two halves. Before her and after. I remember my life with my parents, and I remember getting into college, but it’s all gray before her. Until the day I saw her, there was no color. But once my eyes landed on her for the first time, it was like when Dorothy landed in Oz and she opened the door. The world went Technicolor, and she was my very own Glinda the Good Witch.
I was twenty-two years old the first time I saw her. She was seventeen and competing in a state-level high school math competition.
Yale University asked me to represent them as a student judge, and I nearly declined. The state of Connecticut is small but houses one of the greatest Ivy League colleges in the country. One that makes becoming a standout almost impossible. I was among the top one percent in my class as a senior at Yale, with a major in statistics.
The only reason I’d accepted the invitation was to play a part. Many expected me to follow in the footsteps of my father, and I wanted them to believe that, but my end goal was a little different than anyone knew. I was on the path of revenge, but playing a part would help me on that path. Rubbing shoulders with the same men my father did, even if it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Agreeing to judge the competition was life-changing. The bitter taste in my mouth altered that day. A sweetness took over. I wanted it. Needed it.
I’ll never forget the way she looked, so confident and sure of herself. I watched her from a distance, like you would a lioness in the wild. I didn’t approach her and I didn’t disturb her, but I never once took my eyes off her.
I found out later she was being sponsored by her high school so that she could attend the competition. She had no family and was being raised in a group foster home, so her school funded the trip. She was smart, and they wanted to see her succeed, which she did.
I saw so much in her as she competed. She knew all the answers and was absolutely sure each time. She trusted her instincts, and they didn’t let her down. There was so much potential in her just waiting to be unleashed. I wanted to sit down and have her tell me everything, anything, as long as she talked to me.
She swept the competition and won first place in her division. I was strangely proud of her.
When she walked out of the hotel ballroom after the competition was over, I let her go. It was the hardest thing I’d ever had to do. But I knew that if I went after her too soon, or too fast, she would run. Not only was she too young for me, but something about her told me she was the kind of woman who came along once in ten thousand lifetimes.
This wasn’t to be rushed. It was to be savored.
I may hate my father, but I’ve learned from his mistakes. I’m going to use those mistakes for my own advantage. He’s smart but sloppy at the same time and it’s been showing. But I know if you want something, you work hard for it, plan out all the details to make it yours.
From the beginning, I knew that she would be my greatest achievement, so the day I let her go, I set down a path for her.
A path to me.
No one knows it’s been me behind the curtain, pulling the strings. I’ve constructed everything in our lives so that at the perfect moment, I could have her.
The time has come.