ONE STORY. TWO COUPLES.
The Retrieval Duet by Aly Martinez is a two part series.
RETRIEVAL is NOW LIVE and will bring readers the first part of this emotional second chance romance.
TRANSFER (Part Two) will release on September 27th!
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Retrieval (Part One):
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I proposed on our first date.
She laughed and told me I was insane. Less than a day later, she said yes.
It was a whirlwind, but we were happy…
Until we got greedy and wanted a family.
It was a life I couldn’t give her, not for lack of trying. Fertility just wasn’t on our side. We sought out doctors and treatments. Spent money we didn’t have. Lied to our families. Smiled for our friends. Put on a brave face for a world that didn’t understand.
Finally, we were successful…
Until we were forced to bury our son.
We were left broken, battered, and destroyed.
They say love is in the details, but it was the details that ruined us.
This is the story of how I took back what had always been mine.
The retrieval of my wife and our family.
*****5 Utterly Unforgettable Stars*****
Let me start this review by saying there are many things I have come to know about myself in all my years of reading. I love me a good book, I love me a good love story even more, and I love me a good romantic suspense book something fierce. There is just something about that level of suspense and mystery being woven together so intricately with the passion and feels of a love story that I truly can’t get enough of. Romantic suspense is probably one of my top five favorite kinds of books to read.
When I found out that one of my all-time favorite authors was writing a romantic suspense duet, I shrieked. No really, I shrieked. It happened. Repeatedly. And it continued to happen through every single page of this amazing book (and Transfer too) because let me tell you something, Aly Martinez writes a damn good book. A. Damn. Good. Book. She exceptionally crafts books that are unforgettable, passionate, gripping, and deeply emotional, hit you in your heart, and steal your breath in the best kind of way books. You feel every single word of what she weaves together, and you don’t stop feeling until well after you’ve read the last word.
The way she weaves together her stories are just that impactful, that meaningful, and that visceral that you can’t stop feeling and experiencing and breathing and living them. And that is just a fraction of what makes her books so exceptional.
So when I found out that on top of everything else Aly Martinez gives me in her phenomenal books, I would be getting a story perfectly woven together with heart racing suspense, jaw dropping mystery, and such a raw intensity that shook me to my core, I shrieked.
I’m sure you understand the why behind that now.
Aly Martinez has such a way with words, with stories, and with characters that is truly in a league of its own. I can never get enough of any of her books, but that was especially true with Retrieval. This book took me. Heart, mind, and soul. It grabbed me with its power, its intensity, and everything it had. And I willingly gave myself over to it, and Roman and Elisabeth’s story from the first page. I don’t think it’s humanly possible to read their story in Retrieval and to not be taken by it.
This story is just too raw, too passionate, and too emotional to not be taken by everything within its amazing pages. I’m telling you, it’s impossible. There is no way you can experience Retrieval and everything you get with Roman and Elisabeth and not feel it, not live it, and not love every single bit of it.
Now since this book is a romantic suspense, I don’t want to reveal much of anything of the actual plot of the story because that would be oh so wrong, and it would take away from what this book, and its unputdownable story, will give you. I can’t ruin this story for you, and you honestly just need to go into it blind and give yourself over to it. Let yourself be consumed by every intense, all-feeling, and memorable moment and word of it. You won’t regret it. Not one little bit. (And in the end, you’ll be beyond thrilled that you gave yourself over to it. Trust me on that one.)
What I will tell you about Retrieval, besides the fact that this book is one of the best books I’ve ever read, is that it will pull at every single emotion you have. The prologue will make you cry. And then there will be so many other deeply emotional moments in this book that will make you cry, and feel all that emotion thick in your heart. Repeatedly. Roman and Elisabeth’s heart wrenching story will pull at every bit of your heart, will make you feel all the feels, and at times it will make you feel like you’re being torn into pieces. And then you’ll be torn again. And again. And again. You’ll feel it all with them, experience every ounce of fight and love and hate and pain and anguish those two share as they try to give it all a second chance.
You’ll feel all of that in your bones, in you’re very being really, and it will hurt, but you know what? It will hurt so damn good. It will break you, but as much as it breaks you, what Roman and Elisabeth share will try to put you back together again too. It will tear at your heart in more ways than one, but it’ll sear you to this story and the journey Roman and Elisabeth go on together even more, and soon that searing will have those torn pieces coming back together in the most mesmerizing and all-feeling of ways.
Retrieval is a story you feel every ounce of, and Aly Martinez brings those feels, the meaning behind them, and the power of it all to life in the most authentic, realistic, and encapsulating way through her perfect crafting of this story and Roman and Elisabeth’s characters.
Now let me tell you that this book isn’t just feels. I mean it’s a helluva lot of feels you’ll not soon forget, but it’s not just feels. It’s also hot. Heart meltingly, grab yourself a fan this very second, I’m as red as a tomato because I’m blushing so hard, hot. Seriously y’all, the heat, the visceral connection between Roman and Elisabeth, and everything they share, both past and present, will melt you in more ways than one. It will also shine brighter and dazzle you more than any fireworks you’ve ever experienced. There is just something about getting a second chance at it all that makes the connection between these two everything and more.
That connection will awe you, it will steal your breath at times, and it’ll have you blushing and possibly drooling throughout most of this book, and that along with the feels you get with Roman and Elisabeth on their journey back to one another, is nothing short of spectacular.
Roman and Elisabeth’s story in Retrieval is one of past regrets, second chances, and of a love so deep, so raw, and so real that it can’t be denied, no matter how hard these two might sometimes try to deny it or fight against it. It is a story of what happens when you pour every ounce of yourself over to the one person who can give you it all, if you only open yourself and your heart to them. This book is the definition of what it means to fight for the heart, the love, and the person who completes you.
Retrieval is a book filled to the brim with a passion so heated, a connection so undeniable, and a love so fierce, that nothing can stand in the way of the love and authentic investment you will feel towards Roman and Elisabeth, and their story together.
I truly think there is no way that you can read this story, and not be wholly consumed by it on every level possible. It is just that gripping, that breathtaking, and that intense that you won’t be able to stop. Every turn of that page will pull you deeper and deeper into the story itself, and what Roman and Elisabeth are sharing. As their story unfolds, and as you start to realize where this story is going, you will feel like your heart is beating out of your chest, you will be practically tearing at those pages to see what will happen next, and you will be feeling and living and breathing it all right along with Roman and Elisabeth and the other amazing characters of this story.
This is a story that will literally consume you from the first word until the very last, and when you reach that last page, you will be beyond ready for Transfer. Trust me on that one. (And just you wait for that book…because if you thought you loved Retrieval, wait until you get your greedy little hands on Transfer!)
Retrieval is everything and more wrapped up into one perfect, all-consuming, and unforgettable package.
It’s a second chance romance that will have you hoping with all of your heart that Roman and Elisabeth will find a way back to one another with their undeniable heat and soul touching love. It’s a story wrought with the best kind of intrigue and suspense and mystery that will literally have you on the edge of your seat, shrieking and gasping audibly from the surprises in store, and will have your heart on fire through every single page. It’s a story you will feel and experience every word of too, and it will have you realizing again and again how talented Aly Martinez is to have created a world, a story, and a set of characters so dynamic, so unforgettable, and so consuming as these ones.
Simply put, Retrieval is the book you need in your life this very second, and I truly can’t tell you that enough. Whether it’s Roman’s distinctive charm and determination, or Elisabeth’s easy to love fire and sass that will sear her to your heart to hers, or the perfect mixture of romance, suspense, feels, and jaw dropping moments galore, this book will give you it all. And then some. It will touch every part of your mind and your heart, and your very soul too, and in the end, you will be completely blown away with what you got within its pages.
Retrieval is the more you’ve been looking for, and it is the perfect opening to this duet. Aly Martinez knocks it out of the park in every single way with this book and her spectacular writing, and the way that this story leads into Transfer, the final book of this duet, will have you needing that book in your life something fierce. Trust me.
You will love this book. You will feel it. You will be taken with everything it gives you, right along with Roman and Elisabeth, and it will mesmerize you in more ways than one. You will be in awe of what Aly Martinez gives you within this book’s pages.
Retrieval is definitely one of the most intense, all-feeling, and captivating books I have ever read, and this book is going straight to the top of my Top Reads list for 2016. (And after you experience it for yourself, it’ll be at the top of yours too.) You need this book and this duet in your life like you need your next breath, and I am telling you, you will love it.
I dare you to not be completely blown away by every exceptional aspect of this book, and honestly at this point I just want to go back and reread it all over again, just so that I can get back within its literal amazingness. (I also really miss Roman and Elisabeth already. Like a lot.)
Retrieval is that good, that unforgettable, and that powerfully intense of a book, and you need to read it this very second.
“Where’d you get beer?” Elisabeth asked as she scrambled from the couch.
“Seth,” I replied, hanging my head and rubbing my eyes.
Jesus, I’d wanted to kiss her. She was being a bitch, spouting shit she didn’t mean just because she was too scared to let me in.
But, even through it, those plump lips were calling to me.
I’d never been able to resist that woman. Despite that we’d fallen apart, it hadn’t changed. The hum for her was still in my veins. It never went away, but for two years, it had been dormant. I’d packed it down so tightly that I’d hoped it had died. But, with one look, my body began thrumming like a live wire.
“Seth?” she asked as she bent over to straighten her tight, black pencil skirt.
It was a rare occasion to catch Elisabeth in something other than a perfectly pressed skirt and a pair of heels. But she’d been sleeping all day. It was wrinkled all to hell and back. The only thing her efforts succeeded in was drawing my attention down to her legs.
Legs that had spent many nights wrapped around my hips as she came while crying my name.
Shit. I should go.
But, after the way she’d latched on to me that morning, I wasn’t going anywhere.
“My assistant,” I answered. “I had him pick you up a bottle of wine, too.”
She blinked. “You have an assistant? Who delivers you beer? And your ex-wife wine?”
“No, I have an assistant who does whatever the fuck I need him to do. And, luckily for us, beer and wine happen to fall into the whatever-the-fuck-I-need-him-to-do category tonight.” She fought back a smile as I finished, “So do gyros.”
“Damn. I need to get one of those,” she mumbled to herself.
I smirked. “Cash my checks and you could afford one.”
It was a dick move, bringing up the money right then. But, despite her expert hand in decorating, that little starter house we’d bought with rose-colored glasses now needed a shit-ton of work.
Her back shot ramrod straight, fury crinkling the corners of her eyes as she snarled, “I’m not cashing your checks.”
I shrugged. “Guess you’ll have to figure out how to get your own wine and dinner after tonight.”
“I think I can manage,” she fired back.
“Suit yourself.” I pushed off the couch and meandered to the kitchen.
I went to the fridge and leaned in, searching for anything I could snack on. With the exception of at least a dozen Tupperware containers, she didn’t have much in the way of a quick bite.
Snagging a handful of grapes from the drawer, I made a mental note to send Seth to the grocery store after he’d delivered dinner.
Popping the grapes in my mouth one by one, I felt her watching me in what could only be defined as silent awe. I decided my best move would be to ignore it. “You know, I should have invented Tupperware. You alone could keep me in business,” I told her, retrieving a beer and then shutting the door.
She scoffed then muttered, “At least then I would have benefitted from you abandoning our marriage.”
Lava fresh off the volcanoes in Hell boiled in my veins.
I cocked my head to the side and questioned, “I’m sorry. Come again?”
“You should go,” she snapped.
Think a-fucking-gain.
“Nah, I’m good. Got any movies?”
I tipped the bottle to my lips, doing my best to calm the storm brewing within me, all while still fighting the desire to take her to the floor, plant myself between her legs, and remind her how that fucking attitude affected me.
Clearly, she had forgotten.
My cock had not.
“Roman, it’s been a crazy day. Please don’t do this tonight.”
“Do what?” I asked, leaning back against the huge, granite island.
She threw her hands out to the sides in frustration. “What you always do.”
“What do I always do, Lissy?”
“This!” she yelled.
I frowned and took another pull from my beer. “Haven’t been in our kitchen, drinking beer, in a long time. I hardly think it’s fair to say I always do it.”
Her eyes nearly bulged from her head. “My kitchen, Roman. This is my kitchen. Not ours. And you know good and damn well that is not what I’m talking about.”
My lips twitched as I pointed the neck of my bottle at her. “No. What I know good and damn well is that I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. Or why you’re slinging unnecessary and, might I add, undeserved attitude at me like a short-order cook at the bitch house.”
“He did not say that to me,” she whispered to herself.
When I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug, she swung a pointed finger toward the door and yelled, “Get out!”
I grinned, crossing my legs at the ankle. “You always were cranky when you were hungry.”
And that was the exact moment her head exploded.
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Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.
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