The Hardest Fall by Ella Maise is a page-turner, and I freaking love it!
Oh my! I just read the sweetest love story ever, and I’m sad that it’s over.
Zoe Clark and Dylan Reed found their forever, the loves of their life, and reading their story was everything I needed to keep me on my love high.
Dylan Reed is the football star that breaks all stereotypes and makes you fall in love with him.
Zoe Clark is the cute shy girl that reminds you of every time you were awkward around that hot guy that you were crushing on.
The Hardest Fall was my first book by Ella Maise, but I can say it won’t be the last. The way she tells a story is perfect. She makes you feel for her characters and feel like you are right there with them for every encounter, every moment, their first kiss, their first fight, their first meeting, their first time together.
What did I like most about this book: Simply watching them fall hard for each other.
And I truly can’t think of anything I didn’t like about this book. It kept me engaged, made me want to actually read the entire book without having to skim through it, made me hate the bad guy(s), and of course, made me fall in love with Zoe and Dylan.
So would I recommend this book? Hecky yeah! Thank you Facebook for the random sponsored ad; without you, I would have never known about this romantic gem.
GO GET IT ASAP!
P.S. Here is a synopsis about The Hardest Fall:
The first time you meet someone, you make eye contact. You smile, say hello. Should be simple, if you’re anyone but me. The first time I met Dylan Reed, I found myself making eye contact with a different part of his body. You see, I’m very good at being shy, not to mention extremely well-versed in rambling nonsense and, unfortunately, rather highly skilled at making a fool of myself in front of a guy I’m attracted to.
At the time, I knew nothing about him and thought none of what I said would matter since I’d never speak to him again. Turns out, I was very wrong. He was the star wide receiver of the football team, one of the few players expected to make it into the NFL, and I ended up seeing him all over campus.
I might have also propositioned him, run away from him, attacked him with a cooking utensil…and…uh, maybe I shouldn’t tell you all of it. It’s pretty normal stuff, things you’d expect…from me. Eventually, the time came when I couldn’t hide anymore–not that he’d have let me even if I tried.
Before now, he never knew I was secretly watching him. Now that we see each other every day, he knows when I have a hard time looking away. It doesn’t help that I’m not the most subtle person in the world either.
He smiles at me and tells me he finds me fascinating because of my quirks. I can’t even tell him that I think my heart beats differently whenever he’s around.
He thinks we’re going to be best friends. I think I have a big thing for him, and the more I get to know him, the more I don’t care that I’m not allowed to be his friend, let alone fall for him.
The thing is, that’s exactly what I’m doing–what we’re doing, I think.