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Tied
by Carian Cole
Solid 4/5. I think it could’ve gone a little deeper and some moments were a little wishy washy but overall I read it quickly and enjoyed it. For instance the way he didn’t talk for years and then magically would also default to talking was a QUICK transition. Her being raped for 11 years but still a virgin was a tad confusing so I wish we got some pov of her in the chamber. Also I saw growth in both of them but I wish he had more scenes showing it and didn’t always need to speak to someone else to make a good choice. The whole sister/escort thing just did not need to happen bruh. Also wish it touched on their age difference a tad more. Also her parents like hating her was odd. However I did enjoy and fly thru this book! I loved how it was always kind of invisible string for them.
Summary:
Outcast Tyler/burn victim finds Holly, who was kidnapped, and kills the kidnapper. Her dog that was in the chamber, Poppy runs away. 2 years later she sees Poppy and her “prince” kept Poppy. They start slowly bonding and working through their traumas together. In the end the get married and live in a little cottage.
Notable:
She finds her in a hidden underground chamber in the woods and he pulls her out
He hasn’t spoken in years but speaks to call 911 and calm her
He strangles and kills her kidnapper
She refers to him as her prince bc she got kidnapped at 5 and only had fairytale books
Aw her older brother and gf want her to move with them
We find out Tyler used to be popular but then got dumped and became the town freak after a fire that burned his face
She runs into him and finds out he has kept her dog Poppy for 2 years and lets her keep him
She comes back because her building doesn’t allow pets and he writes that Poppy has a home with him as long as she needs them walked her down the road
“I remember you”
“I turn several times to see the sky change color, and he watches me with amused interest.”
He loves Poppy:
“We’re kindred spirits me and him.
Both debarked.
Both scarred.
Both lost.
Both worried about her.
Both still thinking about her.”
“I've checked up on her whereabouts a few times since I found her that day last year, although, if you asked me why, I wouldn't have a good answer. I just needed to know.
I stood outside the facility she lives in and watched her window like the creeper I am. I needed to see her again, even from afar.
I wanted her to know it was me.
I wanted her to know I was watching her.”
After he saved her he looked for Poopy in the woods day and night for a week then tried to give him to her parents but they said no
She and his dad share a birthday and he wishes her one after she showed up to his garage
Tyler was pushed into a bonfire
Damn at 19 he got into drugs and crashed into a house which cut his vocal cords and got even more scars, and his dad then died of a heart attack that night too
Ugh I feel bad he was so suicidal
He leaves a birthday/christmas card on her window and it’s a pic of Poppy posing next to the Christmas trees she loves
She brings him a bubble tea cuz the first thing he said when he saw her again was wtf is bubble tea
Shed a rambler: “I like it here in the woods. With you. I like hearing you talk. When you do. I like looking at your arms. I like how blue your eyes are. I like how it feels when you look at me. And I wanted to see if you would smile." He flicks ashes onto the ground.
"You always so honest?" I shrug awkwardly. "Yeah. I try to be."
"It's good," he says, staring at the ground, his voice a bit rasp-ier. "Don't change it."
She walks home from his house so he pulls up in his motorcycle and zips his jacket on her
“he reaches toward me and hooks his pinky finger into mine, "I could walk you home," he suggests in his soft, scratchy way.
My head snaps up, and tears instantly pool in my eyes when I see the depth of sincerity in his. He's not kidding. He'll leave his bike right here on the side of the road and walk me home, in the cold and the dark, just so I won't be alone.
"No….. that would be silly," I reply.
"Not if it's what you want." His finger tightens around mine.
“You trust me?”
He saved my life. He killed for me.
“I think you’re the only person I trust”
"Oh. Okay….. well, if you do it again.... climb up to my windows... be careful."
His eyes flash with a darker emotional intensity. "Afraid I might fall?" he asks, and, again, his words seem like they might be hinting at something else entirely.
"Yes," I whisper.
"Me too." The rasp is deeper now, raw and scratchier.
They plan for her to come over at noon and she waits for her at the beginning of the trail and tells the driver to leave cuz he’ll bring her home
He buys her a phone and teaches her how to use it (especially text)
He takes a pic of her and Poppy for her contact picture
He brings her to decorate the trees in the woods and tells her it’s the tradition he keeps bc he did it with his dad
“This lost girl with the stormy eyes has become my caffeine, my morphine, my new drug of choice. I can no longer get through a day without a shot of her”
He’s teaching her how to drive: “She doesn’t know it, but I already have a car for her,”
“One night, during our texts, she told me all about how that asshole who had her would put something in her water to make her fall asleep. It put me in such a rage I couldn’t sleep for two days. ”
“No crying here,” I say softly, reaching up to wipe her cheeks with the back of my tattooed hand. ”
“She falls asleep snuggled up under the blanket, and I sit on the couch with her dog in my lap and try to pretend that having her in my house isn’t making me question my life of solitude.
I want her to be part of my groove. ”
She loved his blankets so he went to the store to pick out the softest ones to give her: “one for here, and one for you to take home”
She kisses his scarred cheek
“We can bring anything that’ll make you happy.”
“Just you, Poppy, Boomer, and this blanket will make me happy.” Our eyes lock, unfaltering, hypnotizing each other, planting subtle hints and suggestions in just the right places in our minds and hearts. I can almost believe this girl could love me, scars, damage, ugliness and all.
And oh, how ferociously I would love her back if given the chance.”
“I take a chance and reach for her hand, and hers slides into mine willingly, our fingers interlocking perfectly.”
“Hurting her, this one little gem in my life, is unacceptable.”
“ I touch the side of her head and gently turn her to face me. “You make me feel a little bit less messed up, and you make me want to be less messed up.”
“Really?” she squeaks.
“Really. You make me smile every day. Even when you’re not here.”
He kisses her and she panics
He made her a dream catcher so she has good dreams
Bruh after he feels rejected by her he pays $2000 for an escort and he realized it was his SISTER before anything started bro
“I don’t ever want to touch or be with anyone but her”
Um I don’t like how he’s going over his sex fantasies with his half naked sister rn
He’s telling her she deserves someone better: “ You deserve all the love in the world.” His scratchy voice is soft.
“I only want your love,” I whisper.
“You have my love,” he whispers back. “It’s just not enough.”
They show each other their scars and she has “mine” carved into from the kidnapper: “Fuck you, motherfucker. She was never yours. She’s mine.”
“I want to be yours,” she whispers. “Please let me be.”
I like how they always pretend it’s about Poppy: “Holly: Can I come over to see Poppy?
Tyler: Of course. He was just telling me he misses you :-)
Holly: Tell him I miss him too”
“he plucked one flower and tucked it behind my ear.”
“You’re not lost, baby,” he says in his soft, scratchy tone. “I found you, and you’re right where you belong.”
“Every time you said, or texted, something nice to me, I wrote it down. And put it in there.” His eyes shift to the jar with indifference. ”
“Everything is good, Holly. I told you we’d get through everything together, and I meant it.”
“Stay,” he whispers. I turn to him, and his lips find mine. “Stay here tonight,” he says against my lips.”
“I reach up and gently caress his scarred cheek as we kiss, and he leans into my hand.
“I love you.” The sweetest, ragged, whispered words drift from his lips to my ears”
Turns out her kidnapper is who pushed Tyler into the fire cuz he lowkey almost saved little Holly teaaa
He storms to the fighting ring and breaks sobriety bc he feels guilty thinking he could’ve saved her
She sobs and feels guilty bc she thinks it’s her fault he got burned
“I would have rather never been found, and have you never get hurt.”
A deep sigh pushes his chest up and down. “And I would fall into that fire a thousand times to be able to save you.”
“As long as she’s here, in my life and in my arms.
She’s everything. My past. My present. My future. My twin flame—the one who shares the path of my soul.”
He’s giving up fighting if she gives up her security books: “
I lean in and nip at her neck, eliciting a faint squeal. “Leave your books home.” I drag my tongue up the side of her throat. “Trust us to make our own story.”
He handmade an engagement ring for her out of the coins from the jar (even tho he doesn’t even think he’ll ever actually give it)
He’s ready to let her go since she’s moving: “She deserves to see the world that was taken from her and experience all the wonderful and beautiful things that life has to offer her. Being with me will only hold her back.”
“And me? I’ll be happy knowing she’s happy. I’ll hang on to every moment, every memory, every touch, every kiss. I’ll remember how it felt to be so unconditionally wanted, loved, and accepted.”
He had his tattoo artist create a storybook about them
“I’m not a prince. I don’t have a white horse.
But I have a bike. And a ring. And a new house in the woods,
in a town where nobody knows us.
I’ll start to go out. With you. I promise.”
“He flips open the box and pulls out a small ring. “Poppy wants to know if you’ll marry me…when you’re ready?” ”
“He gently slides the ring onto my finger and lifts my hand to his lips. “Now you’re my princess.”
“You okay with a kid or two? With someone like me?”
“Only with you,” I whisper”
“I’m fuckin’ wild for you. I’ll build you a castle up in the clouds to make you happy.”
He shows up to her moms job to get her to the housewarming party: "Let's get something straight, Cynthia. Nobody treats the people I love like dirt. I'll train you like a fucking feral dog until you start acting right."
“Every morning, Ty wakes me with a kiss and tells me how many days are left until I'll be his wife.”
Epilogue shows they died of cancer at an old age and had a daughter. Sheldon became an author for children’s books
Summary:
Outcast Tyler/burn victim finds Holly, who was kidnapped, and kills the kidnapper. Her dog that was in the chamber, Poppy runs away. 2 years later she sees Poppy and her “prince” kept Poppy. They start slowly bonding and working through their traumas together. In the end the get married and live in a little cottage.
Notable:
She finds her in a hidden underground chamber in the woods and he pulls her out
He hasn’t spoken in years but speaks to call 911 and calm her
He strangles and kills her kidnapper
She refers to him as her prince bc she got kidnapped at 5 and only had fairytale books
Aw her older brother and gf want her to move with them
We find out Tyler used to be popular but then got dumped and became the town freak after a fire that burned his face
She runs into him and finds out he has kept her dog Poppy for 2 years and lets her keep him
She comes back because her building doesn’t allow pets and he writes that Poppy has a home with him as long as she needs them walked her down the road
“I remember you”
“I turn several times to see the sky change color, and he watches me with amused interest.”
He loves Poppy:
“We’re kindred spirits me and him.
Both debarked.
Both scarred.
Both lost.
Both worried about her.
Both still thinking about her.”
“I've checked up on her whereabouts a few times since I found her that day last year, although, if you asked me why, I wouldn't have a good answer. I just needed to know.
I stood outside the facility she lives in and watched her window like the creeper I am. I needed to see her again, even from afar.
I wanted her to know it was me.
I wanted her to know I was watching her.”
After he saved her he looked for Poopy in the woods day and night for a week then tried to give him to her parents but they said no
She and his dad share a birthday and he wishes her one after she showed up to his garage
Tyler was pushed into a bonfire
Damn at 19 he got into drugs and crashed into a house which cut his vocal cords and got even more scars, and his dad then died of a heart attack that night too
Ugh I feel bad he was so suicidal
He leaves a birthday/christmas card on her window and it’s a pic of Poppy posing next to the Christmas trees she loves
She brings him a bubble tea cuz the first thing he said when he saw her again was wtf is bubble tea
Shed a rambler: “I like it here in the woods. With you. I like hearing you talk. When you do. I like looking at your arms. I like how blue your eyes are. I like how it feels when you look at me. And I wanted to see if you would smile." He flicks ashes onto the ground.
"You always so honest?" I shrug awkwardly. "Yeah. I try to be."
"It's good," he says, staring at the ground, his voice a bit rasp-ier. "Don't change it."
She walks home from his house so he pulls up in his motorcycle and zips his jacket on her
“he reaches toward me and hooks his pinky finger into mine, "I could walk you home," he suggests in his soft, scratchy way.
My head snaps up, and tears instantly pool in my eyes when I see the depth of sincerity in his. He's not kidding. He'll leave his bike right here on the side of the road and walk me home, in the cold and the dark, just so I won't be alone.
"No….. that would be silly," I reply.
"Not if it's what you want." His finger tightens around mine.
“You trust me?”
He saved my life. He killed for me.
“I think you’re the only person I trust”
"Oh. Okay….. well, if you do it again.... climb up to my windows... be careful."
His eyes flash with a darker emotional intensity. "Afraid I might fall?" he asks, and, again, his words seem like they might be hinting at something else entirely.
"Yes," I whisper.
"Me too." The rasp is deeper now, raw and scratchier.
They plan for her to come over at noon and she waits for her at the beginning of the trail and tells the driver to leave cuz he’ll bring her home
He buys her a phone and teaches her how to use it (especially text)
He takes a pic of her and Poppy for her contact picture
He brings her to decorate the trees in the woods and tells her it’s the tradition he keeps bc he did it with his dad
“This lost girl with the stormy eyes has become my caffeine, my morphine, my new drug of choice. I can no longer get through a day without a shot of her”
He’s teaching her how to drive: “She doesn’t know it, but I already have a car for her,”
“One night, during our texts, she told me all about how that asshole who had her would put something in her water to make her fall asleep. It put me in such a rage I couldn’t sleep for two days. ”
“No crying here,” I say softly, reaching up to wipe her cheeks with the back of my tattooed hand. ”
“She falls asleep snuggled up under the blanket, and I sit on the couch with her dog in my lap and try to pretend that having her in my house isn’t making me question my life of solitude.
I want her to be part of my groove. ”
She loved his blankets so he went to the store to pick out the softest ones to give her: “one for here, and one for you to take home”
She kisses his scarred cheek
“We can bring anything that’ll make you happy.”
“Just you, Poppy, Boomer, and this blanket will make me happy.” Our eyes lock, unfaltering, hypnotizing each other, planting subtle hints and suggestions in just the right places in our minds and hearts. I can almost believe this girl could love me, scars, damage, ugliness and all.
And oh, how ferociously I would love her back if given the chance.”
“I take a chance and reach for her hand, and hers slides into mine willingly, our fingers interlocking perfectly.”
“Hurting her, this one little gem in my life, is unacceptable.”
“ I touch the side of her head and gently turn her to face me. “You make me feel a little bit less messed up, and you make me want to be less messed up.”
“Really?” she squeaks.
“Really. You make me smile every day. Even when you’re not here.”
He kisses her and she panics
He made her a dream catcher so she has good dreams
Bruh after he feels rejected by her he pays $2000 for an escort and he realized it was his SISTER before anything started bro
“I don’t ever want to touch or be with anyone but her”
Um I don’t like how he’s going over his sex fantasies with his half naked sister rn
He’s telling her she deserves someone better: “ You deserve all the love in the world.” His scratchy voice is soft.
“I only want your love,” I whisper.
“You have my love,” he whispers back. “It’s just not enough.”
They show each other their scars and she has “mine” carved into from the kidnapper: “Fuck you, motherfucker. She was never yours. She’s mine.”
“I want to be yours,” she whispers. “Please let me be.”
I like how they always pretend it’s about Poppy: “Holly: Can I come over to see Poppy?
Tyler: Of course. He was just telling me he misses you :-)
Holly: Tell him I miss him too”
“he plucked one flower and tucked it behind my ear.”
“You’re not lost, baby,” he says in his soft, scratchy tone. “I found you, and you’re right where you belong.”
“Every time you said, or texted, something nice to me, I wrote it down. And put it in there.” His eyes shift to the jar with indifference. ”
“Everything is good, Holly. I told you we’d get through everything together, and I meant it.”
“Stay,” he whispers. I turn to him, and his lips find mine. “Stay here tonight,” he says against my lips.”
“I reach up and gently caress his scarred cheek as we kiss, and he leans into my hand.
“I love you.” The sweetest, ragged, whispered words drift from his lips to my ears”
Turns out her kidnapper is who pushed Tyler into the fire cuz he lowkey almost saved little Holly teaaa
He storms to the fighting ring and breaks sobriety bc he feels guilty thinking he could’ve saved her
She sobs and feels guilty bc she thinks it’s her fault he got burned
“I would have rather never been found, and have you never get hurt.”
A deep sigh pushes his chest up and down. “And I would fall into that fire a thousand times to be able to save you.”
“As long as she’s here, in my life and in my arms.
She’s everything. My past. My present. My future. My twin flame—the one who shares the path of my soul.”
He’s giving up fighting if she gives up her security books: “
I lean in and nip at her neck, eliciting a faint squeal. “Leave your books home.” I drag my tongue up the side of her throat. “Trust us to make our own story.”
He handmade an engagement ring for her out of the coins from the jar (even tho he doesn’t even think he’ll ever actually give it)
He’s ready to let her go since she’s moving: “She deserves to see the world that was taken from her and experience all the wonderful and beautiful things that life has to offer her. Being with me will only hold her back.”
“And me? I’ll be happy knowing she’s happy. I’ll hang on to every moment, every memory, every touch, every kiss. I’ll remember how it felt to be so unconditionally wanted, loved, and accepted.”
He had his tattoo artist create a storybook about them
“I’m not a prince. I don’t have a white horse.
But I have a bike. And a ring. And a new house in the woods,
in a town where nobody knows us.
I’ll start to go out. With you. I promise.”
“He flips open the box and pulls out a small ring. “Poppy wants to know if you’ll marry me…when you’re ready?” ”
“He gently slides the ring onto my finger and lifts my hand to his lips. “Now you’re my princess.”
“You okay with a kid or two? With someone like me?”
“Only with you,” I whisper”
“I’m fuckin’ wild for you. I’ll build you a castle up in the clouds to make you happy.”
He shows up to her moms job to get her to the housewarming party: "Let's get something straight, Cynthia. Nobody treats the people I love like dirt. I'll train you like a fucking feral dog until you start acting right."
“Every morning, Ty wakes me with a kiss and tells me how many days are left until I'll be his wife.”
Epilogue shows they died of cancer at an old age and had a daughter. Sheldon became an author for children’s books