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.
In the end the moral of this story is to love yourself and surround yourself with people who love you for you and no one else.
Harper Sloan has out done herself once again. Her newest book, Perfectly Imperfect, was amazing!!!
I love all of her books, but this one spoke to me. Willow’s story truly touches my heart. Like Harper says we all have a little Willow inside us. In today’s world that is most certainly tur. So this story gives us all some hope that out Kane is somewhere out there for us.
Willow has always had body issues, and hasn’t ever been treated good by most of her family or men. Ever since her mother passed away her step father and sister made sure she knew she was to blame, and completely hated. Willow’s self doubt only continued to get stronger when she married her husband, who made sure he kept putting her down. Then she was completely broken when she found out he was having an affair with her sister, and he wanted a divorce. Willow never believed her divorce would bring her anything good, but that’s when she met Kane. Only she had no idea just how much of an impact he would have on her life. Or how hard he was going to try to make sure she gave him a chance. Kane knew how much he wanted Willow, and how much he craved all of her imperfections. So Kane took fate into his own hands to make sure he could help Willow see what he saw. Willow started realizing just how strong and confident she was once she learned to love herself. Tough Kane’s inability to confide in her about his friendship with his best friend, Mia and her pregnancy made her doubt him. Kane promised Mia to never tell anyone the truth about Mia’s baby until he realized this could be want makes him lose Willow. He had to make a major decision, but MIa made sure to take it upon herself to explain to Willow the extent of her and Kane’s friendship. Willow finally saw how much Kane loved people and would do anything to protect them, Willow was no different. So she knew she had to keep the secret for Kane and Mia but mostly for the baby.
“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 this 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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