Review: THE BRIGHTEST SUNSET by Aly Martinez

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The Brightest Sunset by Aly Martinez
Series: The Darkest Sunrise Duet, book 2
Publisher: self published
Publication Date: July 27, 2017
Rating: ★★★★★

THESE BOOKS ARE MY LIFE!!!!!!!! And really 5 stars are not enough even in the slightest.

Charlotte and Porter thought losing their loved ones was the biggest battle of their life. But soon they realised that their lives have been built on a lie that shook them to their core. With their lives torn apart, Charlotte and Porter need to find a way to come together and save each other.

The first half of the story I was crying uncontrollably because I don’t deal with emotions in a balanced way. It’s always an extreme for me. My heart was hurting for everyone because it wasn’t their fault and yet they had to suffer so much anguish. It was entirely unfair and that is what made it even more painful.

But but the genius that is Aly Martinez, she made sure to give you everything you need to love this book.

The second half of the book had happy moments and the purest kind of love and harsh realities and painful truths and just the best turn any story could take.

I absolutely LOVE the fact that this book wasn’t an easy read. It made you think about the frailties of life and how unpredictable it is and how absolutely mortal you are. Yet it showed you that no matter what happens, you have love that’ll help you through anything.

This book was real to it’s core. And the best thing about this story is that it flowed like poetry. I am out of appropriate words to tell you how amazing and mind blowing this story is because I don’t think the proper words have been invented yet.

I am just full of immense joy that I got to see and experience the incredible and inspiring journey of Porter and Charlotte.

Also Porter Reese is MY ONE TRUE LOVE and no one can take that away from me.

5 Stars!


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Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Words destroyed me.
“I’m sorry. She didn’t make it.”
“Daddy, he can’t breathe!”
“There’s nothing more we can do for your son.”
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Those syllables and letters became my executioner. I told myself that, if I didn’t acknowledge the pain and the fear, they would have no power over me. But, as the years passed, the hate and the anger left behind began to control me.
Two words—that was all it took to plunge my life into darkness.
“He’s gone.”
In the end, it was four soft, silky words that gave me hope of another sunrise.
“Hi. I’m Charlotte Mills.”

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