Author: M. Pierce
Book: Night Owl
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tl;dr recommendation: Matt made me angry, hot as hell, & wound so tight I could scream. And like Hannah, I fucking loved it.
At twenty-eight, Matt Sky has the perfect life. He has a beautiful girlfriend, a massive inheritance, and four national bestsellers — all penned under his airtight alias, M. Pierce.
At twenty-seven, Hannah Catalano is a train wreck. Her boyfriend is a deadbeat and her job is abysmal.
Matt and Hannah meet online as writing partners. Their relationship is safe, anonymous, and innocent…
Until Matt sees a picture of Hannah. Hannah’s picture sparks an attraction Matt is powerless to ignore. When circumstance brings Matt and Hannah together, the strangers begin a love story that’s passionate, poignant, unforgettable, and unstoppable.
This is one of those books that has left me scrubbing my face and needing more. so much more.
Matt is M. Pierce, the incredibly elusive writer, and he cheats on his girlfriend with Hannah, who he met online. Don’t let this dissuade you! I’m going to have to re-evaluate my whole hatred of the cheating plot thing because this worked. It was painful at times, but it was written to be that way. And it grips you hard. Sort of like Matt’s cock whenever he looks at/thinks about/breathes on Hannah.
The story starts out innocently enough. Matt and Hannah are writing a story together online. They start out very simple – no real names, no real information exchanged, just shared stories. These rules start to blur and then totally break. Soon there’s not just names exchanged, but fluids. LOTS OF THEM. If you think this review is graphic…well…this is nothing compared to the book. So hold on, people.
Hannah breaks up with her boyfriend, quits her job and tries to re-start her life. She moves back in with her parents and tries to move on; yet, Matt keeps infiltrating every piece of it. First through her computer, then her phone, and eventually her body. Every. square. inch of it.
I hated Matt. I loved Matt. I hated to love him and I really loved to hate him. I spent the first fifty percent of the book cursing his name for cheating on his girlfriend, who I thankfully knew very little about except that she happened to like Africa and safaris and packaging meals in tupperware. Had I had more information I probably would have hated him even more. IF THAT WAS POSSIBLE.
And yet my traitorous vagina also started to throb at his dirty, awful mouth. Holy mother of god. This book is, to take a phrase from Hannah…wow. WOW. Matt and Hannah together are filthy and they both love it. There’s a bit of a dom/sub vibe to their interactions, but he doesn’t declare himself that way. He’s just controlling and bossy and occasionally likes to tie her up. And shit, it’s hot.
But there are SO MANY LIES. Matt thrives on control, so as the walls he has so artfully erected begin to crumble, he starts to fall to pieces as well. Hannah is quite frankly, the only one who can save him from himself. As the story progresses it stops being about the hateful man that Matt seems to be at times – and turns into being about the vulnerable one. Matt’s assholery rises to epic proportions at times, yet when you see him at the lowest of his lows the mask is ripped off and the pain is on full display. Those moments made me ache for him. That bastard.
I’m 100% in with this series. The dark undertones, the sweet caresses, the whispered words and the growling demands. I loved every piece of it. I must now go catch up and read Last Light before After Dark is released. Well done, M. Pierce!!
[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]