Title: Low
Series: Low #1
Author: Mary Elizabeth
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 1, 2016
Blurb
It’s hard living on the wrong side of the tracks. Lowen Seely has a criminal record to prove it. Determined not to follow in his father’s footsteps, he fights instinct and tries honesty. But hunger becomes painful, and bills are due. Forced to choose between what is right and wrong, the boy from the hood learns abiding by the rules is nearly impossible when corruption is in your blood. Falling for an outlaw has changed everything. Poesy Ashby is the definition of ride or die, even when it means turning her back on freedom. The girl from the suburbs gives conformity the middle finger. Bonnie and Clyde have nothing on her love story. On the run with consequences in the rearview mirror, Lowen and Poesy accept the truth: they are the bad guys. But can they get away with their crimes?
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“Keep the engine running,” I say. “If I’m not out in five minutes, leave.” Poe nods her head, but doesn’t argue. When the nine o’clock hour comes, both she and I watch the clock on the dashboard turn to one minute after. “You’ll need to keep your mask on, Poesy. Make sure none of your hair is showing,” I say. “Keep your head down the entire time.” “Okay,” she answers in a small voice. “If you see cops—” “I know what to do, Lowen. I know you want me to leave you.” She sighs. “But I don’t know if I can.” Despite our circumstances, I smirk. “Hopefully you won’t have to.” At nine thirty, Poe and I switch seats, and she gets behind the wheel while I load the pistol. With hands that shake uncontrollably, I place the ski mask over my head but don’t pull it down my face. I help Poesy with hers, tucking in every stray strand of hair so they remain unseen. She grabs my wrist, and our eyes meet. I see fear combined with love and loyalty in her stare. I kiss her knuckles and promise with the chance of lying, “We’re going to be okay.” Unlike when we drove into the garage, the streets are alive and filled with a variety of automobiles, and dirty sidewalks carry several pedestrians. The forty-second drive to the bank feels like forty years. Thick blood courses through my veins, and I feel it flow through arteries and vessels, nourishing muscle and bone. My head echoes with the thump, thump, thump of my hard heartbeat. Every breath is shallower than the one before it. “Pull down your mask,” I say, but my voice sounds foreign and feels a million miles away. As Poe drives into California Credit Union’s parking lot, I grip the cold steel in my hand. The edges of my vision blur; I’m blinded by adrenaline. My skin crawls like I’m covered in spiders; I’m delirious with edginess. “Your ski mask,” Poesy shrieks. “Cover your fucking face, Lowen.” My girl reaches over and pulls it down for me. The car stops to a screeching halt, and reality crashes into me in a brutal rush, stripping me of air and voice. “If we’re in this, you need to go,” Poesy says in a calm but stern tone, hidden behind her black mask. There’s peace in her eyes. There’s strength in the girl who stayed with me when I was locked up. The one who’s remained by my side, believing and starving all at the same time. With the gun in my hand and determination in my heart, I leave Poesy in the car and push open the glass double doors into the bank. As I step foot onto the burgundy carpet, I yell, “Everyone down on the fucking floor!”
Author Bio
Mary Elizabeth is an up and coming author who finds words in chaos, writing stories about the skeletons hanging in your closets. Known as The Realist, Mary was born and raised in Southern California. She is a wife, mother of four beautiful children, and dog tamer to one enthusiastic Pit Bull and a prissy Chihuahua. She's a hairstylist by day but contemporary fiction, new adult author by night. Mary can often be found finger twirling her hair and chewing on a stick of licorice while writing and rewriting a sentence over and over until it's perfect. She discovered her talent for tale-telling accidentally, but literature is in her chokehold. And she's not letting go until every story is told.
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Low was such an extraordinary read. I don't think that I have read anything like it. From the the first page to the last I was hooked.
Lowen and Poesy were the perfect couple. The love and commitment they shared was amazing. Poesy was loyal to Lowen and wasn't planning on going anywhere. She remained by his side even after all the bad choices he had made. Once the struggles became too much for Lowen and Poesy they decide there is no other way out. They are trying to keep up with the bills and have food to eat and can't seem to catch a break. I'm usually one who thinks that you have to work hard to get what you want, but while reading Low I was rooting for criminals, and somehow I found myself cheering for them and I was hoping that they would remain safe. It was something I couldn't help doing because even though they were breaking the law deep down they had a heart and always thought of their actions and how they affected others. Overall, this was a great read and my heart was racing throughout hoping that they would remain safe. This is definitely a book that will keep you interested. Los Angeles Literary Affair The Andaz Hotel January 29th, 2016
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