Arsen. A broken love story. by Mia Asher
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Women’s fiction
Release Date: Friday, August 23rd 2013
One glance was all it took…
I’m a cheater.
I’m a liar.
My whole life is a mess.
I love a man.
No, I love two men…
One makes love to me. The other sets me on fire.
One is my rock. The other is my kryptonite.
I’m broken, lost, and disgusted with myself.
But I can’t stop. This is my story.
My broken love story.
Arsen is probably the first book in a while that I’ve read that made me feel so much! This book made my head spin, stomach ache and gave me cold sweats. I was silently screaming throughout!!!.
The cover says it all “A Broken Love Story”. If you’re looking for a sweet, romantic love story, this isn’t the book for you. What I loved about this story is everything I hated about it.
Mia Asher’s writing was emotional, mature, and uncomfortable. I was torn to pieces and set on fire. Asher tells the story by giving us a glimpse of the past and into the mind of each of the main characters – Cathy, Ben and Arsen through their points of view at various points in the story.
Cathy, the main character is no heroine. She is in a dark place and makes some selfish, hurtful decisions. She is messed up. I’m not sure I know many characters that need therapy more. As crazy as this sounds, I was torn between judging her behavior and trying to understand what happens to someone when they are in such a dark place. She hurts herself and those closest to her. It is behavior that is deplorable and hard to understand. Yet, unless you’ve walked in her proverbial shoes, it is hard to fathom.
Ben is probably one of the most perfect male characters in a book that I’ve seen in a while. He is as beautiful on the inside as he is on the outside. With Ben my heart was stolen. For Ben my heart was broken. With this book I felt some dark, mixed emotions.
Arsen is a hot mess. He is hot, sexy but he is messed up. There are some deep seeded issues there and his solution is being a sexy bastard. I hated him, but seeing his perspective gave me some insight and (almost) made me forgive him a little.
I also want to mention Cathy’s best friend Amy. Amy is a no BS character and she tells it like it is. She felt very real to me and she is the type of friend we all need. She will definitely not tell you what you want to hear; when she speaks her mind she will tell you what you need to hear regardless of how painful the truth may be.
The story is beautifully crafted; the writing is developed, polished and brave. But, I had to take mental health breaks after every few chapters. It was intense, it conjured feeling and emotion. I have no doubt that this is the type of story that will make your skin crawl. Although you may hate the characters and their actions, this book did what a good book should do — make the reader feel something!! Give the reader an experience and cause a reaction! The range of feelings elicited by this story seemed endless. Heck, I even felt guilty just reading this book!
Mia Asher’s talent in this debut novel was displayed impressively. There was nothing about the flow, pace or any mechanics that distracted me from the actual story. Bravo on a job done amazingly!! Strap yourself in and take this ride. Give it a try!! 5.0
FUUUUUUUUCK!! This book has made me feel like a spoon in a garbage disposal. You know the grinding of metal, the clanking because the spoon is somewhere it doesn’t belong, and the desire of the disposal blades to eject the spoon or bend it. I know this sounds like a horrid metaphor, but it stands for the ugly truth in life that is hard to read about (for me) because its disturbing, yet happens to many, many couples daily. And as much as we don’t want something to happen, a spoon can easily find its way into the garbage disposal either breaking said garbage disposal’s basic foundation or bending the spoon to the point it can’t be used again. That being said, I absolutely could not turn my back from this book, yet I had to take many, many chapter breaks. I usually read a book per day. This book took me two days to finish-TWO DAYS! I had to give my heart and mind breaks to absorb what was and wasn’t occurring, driving myself crazy with questions that I needed answers to, and relieving my eyes and brain from the throbbing of crying and anguish. Catherine (Cathy), Ben, and Arsen stole my breath, bruised my knuckles (from gripping my kindle so tightly), and left my eyes blood-shot and cheeks stained. The characters-I knew them, I was with them and I felt everything!! Mia, this was brutal brilliance, you’re a genius. I connected mostly with Ben-I just felt for him the entire way through…beginning to end he had me, no ifs ands or buts. Seeing the swaps of POVS was perfectly timed and opened us to their minds, what they knew/didn’t know, questions they had, feelings they were experiencing. Ahhhhh, my mind is still reeling, it won’t stop. This book, Arsen, is a HAVE TO read. It will leave you breathless, empty, lonely, fiercely angry, and sobbing. BUT you’ll also feel full, heat, comfort, love, hope, desire, joy, and longing. There’s no balance to the emotions you’ll experience, which is true in life. This is what the book did to me…the story, while the topic was hard to read, I was hopeful and optimistic so I had to keep going. Thank you, Mia. Utterly Amazing–I can think of no other words, so I hope these suffice. Give this a try!! Rating: 5 Stars
About the Author:
My name is Mia Asher.
I’m a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes…I might be a bit crazy – but who isn’t?
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Opening my legs with his hands, he enters me slowly, taking his time, making the moment last. When he’s all the way in, he pauses as we stare at each other, both of us breathing heavily. Slowly, he brings a hand to caress my naked shoulder. “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I kissed you on the street.”
“Have sex with me?” I ask.
“No.” He bites my lower lip. “Make you mine.”
This time he makes love to me. There is no roughness in his treatment of my body, and I don’t miss it. This feels as if he is telling me with his body what he cannot voice yet. This feels like we are imprinting each other to our bodies and to our hearts. Moaning, I grab the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss, getting lost in the moment.