Genre: Young Adult (Contemporary Romance)
Date Published: February 19, 2015
Publisher: Self
“Sometimes being with the one you love hurts more than being without them.”
“There’s nothing you can’t do if you want it bad enough.” This is the mantra Jordan Brewer drilled into my head since the day I met him. He convinced me nothing is out of my reach, not even him.
I love Jordan, and Jordan loves me, but something always gets in the way. I had to fight tooth and nail to convince him we belong together. Now he’s mine, but I’m not sure our love is strong enough to survive.
I’m away at school and Jordan’s playing drums for a local band. We hardly see each other, and when we do, he’s haunted by demons from his past. I’m struggling to fit in and he’s struggling with his ever-growing mountain of guilt. Will we be able to hold on to each other through the tough times, or will it all come tumbling down around us?
And Forever is the sequel to For Always by Danielle Sibaruim. I wasn't expecting to hear from Stephanie and Jordan again, but I'm glad there was more to their story. Stephanie is very insecure about her relationship with Jordan, and Jordan keeps secrets from her, making her even more insecure. They have a lot to work through within this story, and it's not an easy road. Whew! Jordan is intense! That's all I can say because I don't want to risk spoilers. Like For Always, I couldn't put this book down. There is something about Stephanie and Jordan that really grabs me.
And Forever by Danielle Sibarium was kindly provided to me by the author for review. The opinions are my own.
Danielle Sibarium grew up as an only child of divorced parents in Brooklyn, New York. Her imagination was developed at an early age. Surrounded by stuffed animals and imaginary friends, she transported herself into a fantasy world full of magic and wonder. Books were the gateway between her play world and reality. On any given summer afternoon she became Snow White sweeping and cooking for the dwarfs, or Cinderella waiting for the prince.
Danielle always loved dialogue and in elementary school began writing plays and short stories. This is when she began to understand she could not only bring her fantastical world to life for herself, but she could enchant others as well. And so she wrote. She wrote and wrote and wrote.
Sadly the first piece she ever sent out for publication of any sort was a letter to the editor of The Home News Tribune. It was a piece thanking the first responders for their bravery and selflessness on Sept 11th. It was chosen as letter of the week.
To learn more about Danielle Sibarium, visit her website. You can also find her on Twitter, Goodreads, Twitter, Facebook, & tsu.
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"Promise me something?"
Jordan's brows knit together, and there's not a hint of the playfulness we shared earlier. I can't imagine what has him looking so worried.
"Anything."
I mean it, too. Because there isn't anything I wouldn't do for him.
"Promise you won't drink?"
I hesitate. He takes that as a sign I don't want to agree. "If you want to drink, fine, just wait until I'm with you. This way I know you'll be safe."
"You don't trust me?"
"Of course I trust you. You just . . . " He smoothes my hair, "Let's just say you don't always make the best decisions when you drink, and I won't be a few blocks away. That makes me nervous." He pulls me close, and takes a long, deep breath.
I hug my arms around him, and rest my head against his chest. I'm so lost to the thumping of his heart, I almost don't hear what he says next.
"I want to know you're safe. That's all."
Perfect. He is absolutely perfect.
"Okay, I promise. No drinking unless I'm with you. But now I need you to promise something." I look up braving the intensity of his eyes.
He gives me a crooked smile, raises his eyebrow in a silent question, and my heart flutters just a little faster.
I look away. He's going to think I'm pathetic; like that isn't something he already knows about me. But he brought up the fact that we won't be a few blocks away from each other, and it terrifies me.
"What's wrong, Steph?"
"Promise you won't forget about me."
"How you could think for a minute I'd be able to forget you is beyond me. Even if I were across the country, across the world, I wouldn't be able to forget about you." He rests his hands at the base of my neck, forcing me to look up at him. "That's why I'm here, standing in front of you. That's why I'm alive, because I can't forget about you. Ever.”
Jordan's brows knit together, and there's not a hint of the playfulness we shared earlier. I can't imagine what has him looking so worried.
"Anything."
I mean it, too. Because there isn't anything I wouldn't do for him.
"Promise you won't drink?"
I hesitate. He takes that as a sign I don't want to agree. "If you want to drink, fine, just wait until I'm with you. This way I know you'll be safe."
"You don't trust me?"
"Of course I trust you. You just . . . " He smoothes my hair, "Let's just say you don't always make the best decisions when you drink, and I won't be a few blocks away. That makes me nervous." He pulls me close, and takes a long, deep breath.
I hug my arms around him, and rest my head against his chest. I'm so lost to the thumping of his heart, I almost don't hear what he says next.
"I want to know you're safe. That's all."
Perfect. He is absolutely perfect.
"Okay, I promise. No drinking unless I'm with you. But now I need you to promise something." I look up braving the intensity of his eyes.
He gives me a crooked smile, raises his eyebrow in a silent question, and my heart flutters just a little faster.
I look away. He's going to think I'm pathetic; like that isn't something he already knows about me. But he brought up the fact that we won't be a few blocks away from each other, and it terrifies me.
"What's wrong, Steph?"
"Promise you won't forget about me."
"How you could think for a minute I'd be able to forget you is beyond me. Even if I were across the country, across the world, I wouldn't be able to forget about you." He rests his hands at the base of my neck, forcing me to look up at him. "That's why I'm here, standing in front of you. That's why I'm alive, because I can't forget about you. Ever.”
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Danielle Sibarium grew up as an only child of divorced parents in Brooklyn, New York. Her imagination was developed at an early age. Surrounded by stuffed animals and imaginary friends, she transported herself into a fantasy world full of magic and wonder. Books were the gateway between her play world and reality. On any given summer afternoon she became Snow White sweeping and cooking for the dwarfs, or Cinderella waiting for the prince.Danielle always loved dialogue and in elementary school began writing plays and short stories. This is when she began to understand she could not only bring her fantastical world to life for herself, but she could enchant others as well. And so she wrote. She wrote and wrote and wrote.
Sadly the first piece she ever sent out for publication of any sort was a letter to the editor of The Home News Tribune. It was a piece thanking the first responders for their bravery and selflessness on Sept 11th. It was chosen as letter of the week.
In 2007 Danielle collaborated with Charlotte Doreen Small to write songs for her CD More. Danielle wrote the lyrics for Take My Hand, and Goodbye, while Charlotte contributed the melody.
In October 2011 Danielle’s debut novel For Always was released. She Has since released Heart Waves and the second book in the Heart Waves series, Breaking Waves.
Danielle graduated from Farleigh Dickinson University with honors, and currently lives in New Jersey with her husband and three children. Check out my interview with Danielle!
To learn more about Danielle Sibarium, visit her website. You can also find her on Twitter, Goodreads, Twitter, Facebook, & tsu.
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