UnPaused, the sequel to H.Q. Frost’s Life on Pause, will leave you wanting more.
Her memory may be gone but her past isn’t.
Ash and Cammy have been through hell and now they’re back but on separate roads.
It takes Ash hitting rock bottom before he’s determined to fight to get their love back where it belongs.
For Cammy, new friends replace forgotten ones and MMA fighting steals her heart that Ash is determined to possess a piece of again.
Ash has the plan to get her back, but he didn’t plan for her forgotten past to catch up with his planned future.
Review by: Erin
Ash and Cammie’s story will have you rolling in the floor with laughter and crying huge crocodile tears at the same time. I loved Life On Pause and was left wanting more. There was no way I wasn’t going to read the end of their story. Ash is a remarkable man. He is fighting his own demons while trying to fight Cammie’s as well. But what he learns through some very rough patches is that he has to let Cammie fight for herself. He has to let her find her own way. Cammie is a very resilient woman. She wakes up not knowing who she or anyone around her is. I can’t even begin to imagine what that must feel like. To have no recollection of anything. She can’t help but feel smothered by everything and everyone around her, so she sets out to make something of the life that she wants now. This story follows both Ash and Cammie and what has become of their lives apart. I love what Cammie has made of herself. She is a strong, confident woman set on a path of her own choosing. She has some ups and downs but comes out the other side an amazing person. Ash has trouble letting Cammie go, and as a result has to go back and work on himself. When their worlds collide again, the sparks fly. There is that lifetime connection on Ash’s part, but Cammie is feeling something that she can’t remember ever feeling. I loved the direction that this story took and it kept me on the edge of my seat. There is a lot of action and drama going on that only makes the story that much more engrossing. These characters are very well developed, and the writing is incredible with so much attention given to description and detail. Cammie and Ash have definitely left their mark on my heart and will be there for a long time to come. I am a huge fan of this author and would probably read The History of Belly Button Lint if she wrote it. I can’t wait to see what she might have in store next! Nothing but love for ya!
Review by: Leeann
This is a stunning conclusion to Life On Pause, Ash and Cammy's story.
H.Q Frost has written a book that draws out empathy and emotion in spades. I'm not sure who I felt more sorry for, Ash who has lost the love of his life figuratively speaking or Cammy who has no idea who she is.
Cammy finds her self in a position where she has to completely start her life over, not once, but twice. Ash needs to come up with a new plan if he wants to have her in his life.
This book is both uplifting and heartbreaking all at the same time. On the one hand you have a young woman who has had the world ripped out from under her, only she doesn't know it and then you have the young man who's mother is the one that did it. Ash is so in love with Cammy he physically aches but no way can he tell her who he is. He actually is torn because he wants her to remember him but he doesn't want her to remember what happened to her.
It's one of those things you wouldn't wish on anyone. In saying that Cammy has a great life. She has supportive friends who have her back no matter what, she has a great job and she is happy with how things are.
This is a fast paced story with fabulous characters and a fabulous story line. The story flows well and leaves no room for disappointment or discontent. It addresses and covers all the questions that were left at the end on the 1st book and certainly leaves you wanting more. The only thing I was disappointed about is the it ended when it did. I could have kept on reading about Cammy and Ash for hours!
Definitely worth buying this book!
Easy 5+++ stars
Rapid clicking from the barrel of my .45 caliber echoes in my head. The tremble in my hands is shuttering through my entire body. Sweat rolls from my forehead into my eye and I reach up, not able to remember when I buzzed my hair last. The soft bristle over my palm answers the question I should have known. I never let my hair get long because this desert heat has potential to kill you. Shaving my head only offers a small amount of relief, but it's something.
The sweat and shaking probably makes me look nervous, but I'm not. The only outcome of this standoff results in me winning. The heat probably has me dehydrated, which explains the shaking, but there's no time for water. I have to say my apologies and hope firing this bullet won't be taken personal. It's nothing against them. But this is a war.
"Put the gun down, Ash," Danny's nervous voice unexpectedly comes from my left and makes me flinch. "Stop! Stop. Just put it down."
Shaking my head no, I squeeze my eyes closed and release the building moisture that I don't want to admit to being tears. I lift my left hand until it's aligned with my sight and stare at the picture of Cammy.
I can't talk right now, but I can speak my peace in my head and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I couldn't protect you from. I'm sorry I didn't tell you until it was too late that I loved you. I'm sorry I left you for the army. I'm sorry I love you as much as I do because being without you makes me feel like I don't know who I am. And I can't do this without you.
The clicking of the barrel off my teeth has seemed to stop. The rolling sweat from my hairline has dried. But the tears, they remain and are leaking with the will to hold on.
"Ash, she wouldn't want you to do this, man. Put the fucking gun down!"
Looking from the blinding sun I take a moment before flashing my sight to the apology letter for my dad that's sitting on a rock and I hope it makes it home. Then I look back to the picture in hand for one last look at Cammy. The second my eyelids shut off the world in front of me I'm shoved off my knees and as I fall sideways the gun rips out of my mouth and fires.
"Ow!" Danny howls and my sight lands on him before I react.
He's holding his jaw and ear so I abandon my thoughts of suicide and rush to help my friend.
"You asshole!" he screams at me before colliding his fist with my nose.
Stumbling back and rapidly blinking, the vision of the desert is fading away and I realize I'm in our bathroom of the beach house. I'm not deployed. I'm in Florida and suffering day ninety-four of Cammy leaving me and disappearing.
H.Q. Frost is a dictator of romance but not limited to. She spends her free time eating pizza or napping and loves every minute of it. One of the biggest accomplishments in her life has been co-authoring book babies with the ever talented M. Dauphin and she couldn't ask for a better partner in crime. She's sometimes obscene, cusses more than is okay, and really likes the color purple. Find her on all social media platforms, but don't expect her to know how to tweet.
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