“Even Lois Lane fell in love with Superman. Caleb is my Superman.” ~Wren
Kahlen Aymes’ One Step Closer is one of those novels that will take you by surprise.
The depth of the feelings that this book inspired in me had such an impact on my psyche and pulled at my heart strings to the point that I was emotionally overcome by the end of the epilogue.
I simply can not convey how wonderful this novel is with mere words. It is truly something that must be experienced first hand.
One Step Closer is a second-chance romance that chronicles Wren Brashill and Caleb Luxon’s epic love story. They are introduced as teenagers after Caleb’s father marries Wren’s mother. Caleb resents the fact that his father remarried after his mother’s death and Wren despises her neglectful, abusive mother so they are a match made in heaven and quickly forge a bond.
Over time, they become inseparable; they fall in love but they both suppress their feelings. Wren is afraid of rejection and her youthful innocence keeps her from going after what she wants. Caleb feels guilty, particularly since he is older, more experienced and bears the wretched title of “step-brother.”
One night his jealous, protective nature overwhelms him when he sees Wren with another man and he succumbs to his feelings.
“You wanna play with the big boys? Then, play with me.” ~Caleb
They share a night of blazing passion that ruins everything and completely changes the scope of their relationship. They barely speak for years until Caleb’s father unexpectedly passes away and they are forced to reunite at his funeral.
The way that the author tells the story through vivid flashbacks and vibrant storytelling makes One Step Closer unforgettable.
The love, loyalty and tenderness that Ms. Aymes is able to convey with mere words is beyond stunning.
“He loved this woman. Loved her so much that he couldn’t even breath.”
“It took a lot for Caleb to let down his guard, but he trusted Wren and with her he could crack open. With her vulnerability wasn’t wrapped in risk; it brought the biggest gift of his life.”
“There’s no going back for us. Promise me Wren,” he said it again, his voice growing thick. “I could lose everything and anyone and live through it, but I can’t lose you.”
“Though the passion sweeping over her was the most intense of her life, it was her love for Caleb that was her ruling force.”
Be still my beating heart!!! 😍😍😍
By the time that this novel was over I had laughed and cried at the same time that I wanted to slap some sense into both the hero and the heroine for their rash, impetuous decisions.
I just fell off of the mark in love and lust with Caleb. This man personifies the meaning of the term “alpha male.” He is strong, sexy, gorgeous and does everything in his power to safeguard Wren’s future. Caleb literally and figuratively fights for Wren because she is his sun, moon and stars. His every action demonstrates his love for her, even when there was a significant cost to himself to secure her safety and well-being. He is one of the most protective, sexy and masculine heroes ever!
If I was Wren I do not think I could get over him either. 😉
Bottom line: Ms. Aymes nailed it.
Straight up hit a home run right out of the ball park! You can do nothing but cheer from the sidelines as you gobble up every morsel of this sensational novel.
This book has it all.
A fabulous cast of characters!
Villains that you will love to hate and a hero that you cannot help but fall in love with!
Rich, descriptive writing that will leave you breathless!
Hot sex that will leave you panting!
In case you could not tell, this book is everything to me!
Overall: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️S! There are not enough stars for this novel!!!
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STEPSISTER. He hated that f*cking word.
When their parents got married, the only thing Caleb Luxan had in common with Wren Brashill was that they both hated their parents. When he was sixteen, Caleb discovered Wren’s closely guarded secret and vowed to protect her: from that day forward she became the reason for every decision he made.
Jealousy and long-suppressed desire overpowered Caleb’s fierce protectiveness and they spent one forbidden and unforgettable night in each other arms, but the aftermath left Caleb panicked, Wren heartbroken, and their relationship in shambles. In the time since that fateful night, he’d only seen her once and had only managed to make the situation even worse.
The sudden death of his estranged father calls Caleb home and face-to-face with Wren for first time in years. He is presented with a choice that forces him to confront the painful memories of his youth and his many regrets with Wren.
Like it or not, his father’s last, hard lesson, will demand Caleb deal with his long denied emotions for Wren, or let go of her forever.
Caleb’s muscled frame was rigid and as Wren looked at him, she studied his profile, and could feel his coiled tension. The fingers in his right hand curled into a fist. “I was so mad. So many times, I wished he’d been the one to die.” His voice was full of pain, as the words tore from him. “I fucking hated him with every breath I took. You saw how much.”
Wren nodded, though he didn’t see her acquiescence. She knew what he went through growing up when they had formed an affable alliance against their parents. She hated her mother at least as much as Caleb hated his father and she understood his anger and pain; then the apathy that became a welcome alternative. They’d been unlikely allies against a common enemy.
“Maybe I deserved his indifference.”
Wren got up and went to Caleb, standing behind him as he stood still as stone, and staring out the window. Her heart ached with love and grief for Caleb. She wanted to touch him; to offer reassurance, to take away the ache in his voice and heart. Without considering her actions, her arms slipped around his waist and she pressed up against his strong back and leaned her head against him, between his shoulder blades.
Caleb was massive in comparison to her, and she was like a flower curling around him. Her hands fanned out against his hard stomach, her fingers finding the definition of his abs beneath his shirt. “Stop, Cale. I won’t let you do this to yourself. Your dad wouldn’t want that. None of it was your fault.” Her arms slid fully around him and held him tight against her body. “I can’t bear it. You’ve had enough pain. Enough.”
Caleb sucked in a deep breath, the action bringing her even closer. He could feel every curve of her body pressed so closely against his back. He could feel her breathing, could feel how she shared his pain. His hand came up and he ran the flat of his hand from her elbow down to her hand, and then wrapped his fingers around hers.
“When did you turn into the strong one?”
Wren’s arms tightened around him. “When I met you. ”
“Oh, Wren.” Should he just spill his guts? Would it fix everything? “I’ve got so much to say to you. How long can you stay?”
She nodded against him, unwilling to end the contact between their bodies; needing the closeness as much as he did.
He wanted to apologize for how he acted the last time he’d seen her, he wanted to say a hundred things… he needed her forgiveness.
“How long do you need me?”
In that moment a miracle happened; a sort of beautiful irony that taunted Caleb with it’s fragileness. It was as if he’d never screwed everything up between them. But would it stay this way?
How long do I need you? Caleb thought. His heart raced to the point of exploding, and he wondered if Wren could feel it.
I’m a single mother of one daughter, Olivia. She’s amazing in every way.
I was born in the Midwestern United States and educated at a private university where I received a Bachelor’s degree in Marketing and Business Administration.
I’ve always been creative with art, music, theater and writing. I decided to write a story as a way to build a network for a business venture. The reader support of my stories and my overwhelming desire to find out where my characters would take me, soon had the writing morphing the business. No one was more shocked than I. When readers began nominating my work for online awards, it took my breath away and only made me love it more. It soon became clear that writing was, and should be, my focus.