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Like Ashes We Scatter by Bradon Nave Review Tour & Giveaway

 

 

 

Title: Like Ashes We Scatter
Author: Bradon Nave
Genre: NA Romance Standalone
Release Date: June 13, 2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bishop Holloway is woken by an unsettling telephone call. Minutes later, tragedy strikes.
Across town, Alex Ayers is watching a loved one succumb to a horrible illness, helpless to stop it.
But out of scattered ashes, hope can bloom, and sometimes tragedy can beget a miracle.
Alex can’t bear to tell Bishop about the fateful connection that binds them. She fears his love for her isn’t strong enough to survive if he knew. But no secret stays hidden forever, and now Alex might lose the man she loves, and the family she’s fought so hard to save.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

23yo Alex and her dying 17yo brother, Tyson at the baseball field. 

There was no field, only a blanket of snow and a thousand memories dancing in her brother’s eyes. His smile—classically beautiful—was perfection. Absent their mother and sitting in the warmed car nestled to the chain-link fence, Alex and Tyson silently watched the numerous snowflakes falling fat from the sky to cover their world. There was no wind—no biting, bitter agony about the atmosphere. There was only a calming peace that nearly resembled acceptance.

Taking her brother’s hand, she squeezed it lightly. “Tyson Kade Ayers…you have no idea how proud I am to be your sister. You’re my everything.”

“You know…” His words all but trailed. “That statement might get us arrested. Incest…is…frowned upon.”

Chuckling, she kissed his cheek as his eyes remained fixed on the mound. “You were amazing out there, Ty.”

“Were? Let go of my hand, woman. I can go nine innings right now.” His sarcastic, raspy comments—soft and slow—had her teetering—her eyelids nearly spilling her emotions onto the somber scene. Completely aware that this very conversation would be ever etched on her memory all her days, she carefully contemplated her next words…before they left her mouth, a phone was vibrating.

Looking toward the gearshift, a 0000 flashed on the smartphone screen. “That’s my boss with my new schedule—”

“Alex…that’s my phone. That could be Dr. Jones.”

Reaching for the phone in frantic fashion, Alex pressed the green accept button. “Hello.”

“Alexandra?”

“Dr. Jones?”

“Is Tyson with you?”

“Yes, we’re at the baseball—”

“You’re in town, correct?”

“Yes.”

“I need you to come to the hospital, now…nine one, one. It’s happening.”

The female physician’s words seemed more a cruel joke than a potential pardon.

“You’re…you’re serious?”

“Alexandra! Tyson, to the hospital, now!” 

“Holy shit! We’re on our way!”

Hanging up the phone, she looked to her brother, his skin was a ghostly, pale white—illuminated by the blinding snow behind his beautiful face.

“Alex…” His lip quivered—a sliver of hope cracked through his eyes.

Grabbing either side of his face, she pressed her grinning lips to his forehead. “We’ve got to go now, Baby-Ty.”

“Is this really happening, Alex? Is this…oh my God. Is this really happening?”

His smile—the smile one gives upon learning returning a death sentence might be an option, was beautifully crafted on him. 

“Let’s go, Ty.” 

“Wait! Alex…just…just wait.”

“Ty, we can’t.”

“What if it doesn’t work? What if…what if I don’t wake up?”

The fear in his eyes was acute—something dreadful only now realized. 

“Tyson…”

“I’ve…I accepted it, Alex. I accepted I’m gonna die. But not today. I need my month…I need my weeks. They can’t…they can’t wave this in my face now…why now?”

“Tyson…I need you to look at me. I know you’re heart’s racing and you’ve got a million worries running through your beautiful head. This could be it, Baby-Ty. This could be your ticket to thirty. You’re talking about months and weeks when—”

“I don’t wanna die today, Alex.” His soft pitched proclamation coupled with the welling tears in his buzzing eyes sent Alex reaching for him. “I don’t wanna die…I don’t…I don’t wanna die.”

Hugging him, she eyed the oxygen tank in the floor board. She instantly replaced the idea of his wake with his return to the pitcher’s mound. “You have been so brave for so long…if you can just be brave today…and if you can’t it’s okay because I’m not going anywhere. No matter what happens I’m not going anywhere, Tyson.

“I’m so scared, Alex.” His fear shook through in their embrace—it seemed every ounce of her brother was saturated in an awful horror. “I can’t be brave, I can’t be strong anymore…” His words left him in a soft, nearly breathless cry.

“I can, Ty.” Pulling away slightly, she kissed his wet cheek. “We have to go.”

 

 

 

 

 

Alex and Bishop.

They now stood surrounded by grand, dark-wood shelving and books from the marble flooring to the ceiling. Bishop watched Alex trace the hardbacks with her fingers, reading some of the titles aloud.

“They’re not all medical…I’m impressed, Bishop.”

“My parents love fiction.”

“Who doesn’t?”

Bishop walked behind her, purposefully breathing hot breath on her neck. “I do.”

“What’s your favorite genre, Mr. Holloway?” She slowly turned to him.

“I’m not particularly picky as long as there’s a happy ending.”

“That sounds dirty, Bishop.”

“It can be…depending on the genre.” He moved closer, smiling.

“I’m scared Bishop.”

“Of?”

“Happily never after.”

“What are you talking about? We’re a match, Alex. I literally love every second I’m with you. It’s like fate.”

As he took her hand, her gaze shied from his.

“What if I rushed fate, Bishop? What if…what if everything was going to work out as it should have but I rushed it?”

“That doesn’t make sense to me, Alex.”

Softly, his thumb and index finger raised her chin so her eyes were level with his.

“Yeah…I know, Bishop.”

Sensing her despair, he pulled her to him, looking down into her eyes. “What do you feel like reading tonight?” His question was asked in a goofy whisper, but had her blushing just the same.
As she worked her hands into his front pockets she kissed his cheek. “Something hot.”

 

 

 

This is my first time reading a book by this author but won’t be my last. This book touches on a topic that effects many people daily, suicide.  This was not your typical romance story, yes there is the promise of love but this book was so much more than that. It deals more with acceptance, forgiveness and the love of family.

 

This books focuses on the lives of Bishop, Alex and Tyson, three individuals connected by one tragic night.  Bishop looses his brother Nate in the most tragic way.  This part was hard for me to get through.  I felt both brothers anguish, pain and desperation.  The words, scenes and descriptions used took me to that exact point in this story.  Where Bishop struggles with his loss, Nate gives the hope of life for others.

 

Alex and Tyson have the most beautiful, strong and loving relationship for a brother and sister.  Alex’ character was developed perfectly for this story. She was the back bone for her brother and his illness for years.  Her strength and faith in her brothers health was so moving and poignant. I felt for  Tyson right away.  He was strong and happy for the time he had.  I loved how the author showed how strong this character was. When given a second chance in life he cherishes every moment.

 

The journey these 3 characters take was beautifully written.   Not knowing how to move on when someone you love is gone is not easy to do.  And the author shows how hard and long the mourning process is.  I loved how the author showed that not everything can be easily tied together.  Each character goes through a journey of self discovery and forgiveness before they reach a place of peace and happiness.  This book and it’s words will give you food for thought and have you revisiting your life. Highly Recommend!

 

 

Award winning author, Bradon Nave was born and raised in Oklahoma. He attended a small school during junior high and high school, and graduated with only three people in his class. After graduate school, he decided to devote his spare time to his passion of writing. Bradon currently lives in Piedmont, Oklahoma, with his wife and two young children. He loves running, being with friends, and writing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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