Everyone knew Alicia Harrison’s marriage to Ilya Stern wouldn’t last. They’d grown up on a remote stretch of Quarry Street, where there were two houses, two sets of siblings, and eventually, a tangled mess of betrayal, longing, and loss. Tragedy catapulted Allie and Ilya together, but divorce—even as neighbors—has been relatively uncomplicated.
Then Ilya’s brother, Nikolai, comes home for their grandmother’s last days. He’s the guy who teased and fought with Allie, infuriated her, then fled town without a good-bye. Now Niko makes her feel something else entirely—a rush of connection and pure desire that she’s been trying to quench since one secret kiss years ago. Niko’s not sticking around. She’s not going to leave. And after all that’s happened between their families, this can’t be anything more than brief pleasure and a bad idea.
But the lies we tell ourselves can’t compete with the truths our hearts refuse to let go…
Slow-paced and Awkward With a painfully slow pace interspersed with one-note sexual encounters, All The Lies We Tell is a novel that should have been trimmed by at least 100 pages by a competent editor. After a death in her ex-husband’s family, Allie realizes she married the wrong brother and thinks back on a family tragedy. What should smolder and titillate actually limps and stutters to a fairly predictable end.
Emotionally charged… Megan Hart is an accomplished writer that never delivers a predictable read – which I enjoy, however I must admit at times I had a hard time deciphering what this book was trying to be . . . was it a romance, a mystery, a family drama with some steamy (but not over the top) scenes? I think it’s best to not over think it and just get carried away with this emotionally charged and raw read.
I thought I was getting contemporary fiction When I get my Kindle First book each month, I try to get something I wouldn’t ordinarily read, because I’ve found some real gems and great new authors I hadn’t known about before.