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The signing ran for another half hour, during which Matt sat with his hand half covering his face. Pam gave me a few puzzled looks. I shrugged. He was right. But now I know. It was his privacy. And now I know how he valued his privacy. Above me, above his family, above everything. I listened to the ringtone on the line. I listened to the rain, a steady frigid patter.

What I am doing, I thought, is wicked. How can I? And then I pictured Matt. The scenes of our last days together were surreal. Matt moving money into the wall safe in our condo. Matt pacing, talking excitedly about freedom and his writing. Matt vanishing onto a snow-choked trail in the mountains.

Watching him go—watching him smile back at me. Real fear in my heart. Who had I become? I crushed the phone against my ear. Are you okay? I miss you. Fuck, I miss you. How can I be? How can I be okay? This is as hard as it gets. Everything will get easier after this. Baby bird, trust me. Why are you going?

Call him now and tell him. I deserve this. A car passed, crunching over old ice and snow. Tell everyone the truth. I thought you wanted this for me. Stop it. Do whatever you want. I told you not to go out there.

I told you to stay away from it all. He told me not to get involved with his family. He knew how it would hurt and how guilty I would feel. And I, a self-saboteur of the first degree, did it anyway. I helped my lover fake his death. I lied to my family, Pam, the police. I would show them my phony grief. I would watch their sincere suffering. I have a z-zillion questions.

Do you have enough food?

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No word on Night Owl. I put out some feelers, posted questions on forums. No replies. Soon as you can. He hesitated, and then went on in a rush.

I want to be inside you. For hours. Here, by the fire. I pictured Matt in nothing but his skin, and I could practically feel his breath on my lips. In … inside me. So good to me. I heated at the thought. How unfair, his unimpeded access to that beautiful body. And how strange that our romance reverted to this: furtive phone calls, lonely nights, waiting, touching ourselves.

Were we moving backward, or was this new and exciting? A car door slammed. I lingered a moment over my vision of Matt—his body draped across the couch, his back arching and hips seeking mine as he played with himself—and then I opened my eyes.

The morning light stung. A silver Cadillac sedan was parked across the street, and striding toward my phone booth was Nathaniel Sky. Thick stained beams formed a truss from wall to wall and they gleamed in the firelight.

I needed Hannah on top of me, riding me hard. My dick rose against the fabric of my lounge pants. Talk, I want to hear your voice. Tell me what you want.

I listened to the rain, a steady frigid patter. What I am doing, I thought, is wicked. How can I? And then I pictured Matt. The scenes of our last days together were surreal. Matt moving money into the wall safe in our condo. Matt pacing, talking excitedly about freedom and his writing.

Matt vanishing onto a snow-choked trail in the mountains.

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Watching him go—watching him smile back at me. Real fear in my heart. And now this: Who had I become? I crushed the phone against my ear. Are you okay?

I miss you.

Fuck, I miss you. How can I be? How can I be okay? This is as hard as it gets. Everything will get easier after this. Baby bird, trust me. Why are you going? Call him now and tell him. I deserve this. A car passed, crunching over old ice and snow. Tell everyone the truth. I thought you wanted this for me. Stop it. Do whatever you want. I told you not to go out there.

I told you to stay away from it all. He told me not to get involved with his family. He knew how it would hurt and how guilty I would feel. And I, a self-saboteur of the first degree, did it anyway.

I helped my lover fake his death. I lied to my family, Pam, the police. I would show them my phony grief. I would watch their sincere suffering. I have a z-zillion questions. Do you have enough food? No word on Night Owl. I put out some feelers, posted questions on forums. No replies. Soon as you can.

He hesitated, and then went on in a rush. I want to be inside you. For hours. Here, by the fire. I pictured Matt in nothing but his skin, and I could practically feel his breath on my lips. In … inside me. So good to me. I heated at the thought. How unfair, his unimpeded access to that beautiful body.

And how strange that our romance reverted to this: Were we moving backward, or was this new and exciting? A car door slammed. I lingered a moment over my vision of Matt—his body draped across the couch, his back arching and hips seeking mine as he played with himself—and then I opened my eyes.

The morning light stung. A silver Cadillac sedan was parked across the street, and striding toward my phone booth was Nathaniel Sky. Thick stained beams formed a truss from wall to wall and they gleamed in the firelight. I needed Hannah on top of me, riding me hard. My dick rose against the fabric of my lounge pants. Talk, I want to hear your voice. Tell me what you want. Are you alone? I lay on my back on the couch, my fingertips skating up and down my stomach.

My hand paused. I sneered and sat up. My T-shirt flopped into place. Good luck. Are you? Is he listening? What the fuck, Hannah? Gotta go. All right.

I frowned and flipped my TracFone shut. That was my first conversation with Hannah in three weeks. We spoke a few times before that— when she told me she planned to attend the memorial, when Night Owl happened, and of course when I first got to the cabin.

I was in bad shape then. The wind answered, pressing against the cabin. Hannah would have told me she loved me, but Nate was watching. I understood that. I tried to picture them together: Hannah and my brother somewhere in New Jersey. Hannah in a phone booth. Nate waiting outside. Jealousy rose like bile in my throat. Oh, Nate and his grand house and his do-gooder job and his happy fucking family … he always swooped in when I checked out.

He would comfort Hannah. He would hug her. His arms would be around her, not mine. I pocketed my phone and began to pace the main floor of the cabin. I kept the place terrifically hot, the thermostat at seventy and a fire always burning in the grate. I would have kept it cooler if Laurence were with me, but the lucky bastard got to stay with Hannah.

His absence would raise suspicion. Though technically I was dead Matt, not missing Matt. I had a mountain lion to thank for that. Finally I plopped down at the desk, which I had positioned in front of the deck. The sliding door gave view to pines and mountains caked with snow. Kevin must have paid a pretty penny for this place. The cabin sat far back on four acres.

I was alone. Hannah invites Matt to meet her family. That was fun. They barely walk in through the door to her mothers place, when her sister who's a striper, and from the sounds of it, pretty proud of it starts making inappropriate remarks about her not wanting to interrupt their 'afternoon delight'.

Why her mother's eyes lit up after that comment is beyond me. Did she wanted to hear the details? Oh, her sister invited them to come to the strip club where she works. They didn't go there while she was working, but I wished they would've.

She could have showed them a trick or two: Lawd, this review is long, I'm getting bored writing it. Goes to look for it. Her sister, good stripper that she is, offers to teach her how to twerk, after dinner, while guys are playing frisbee. I still can't get over the fact that twerking was called dancing in this book. You see, Hanna was trying to get Mat's attention all evening, so when opportunity presented itself, she took it.

While Matt and her brother were playing, she bend over, grabbed her knees, stuck her ass towards them and started 'dancing' with her sister while screaming: He drags her to her parents basement and does all kinds of kinky stuff to her, while her brother plays video games in the next room. They both can hear him. There is nothing that turns you on more than hearing your brother babble something to a TV playing video games, while your 'lover' fingers your Good times!

Some time later Matt finally breaks up with his girlfriend. Over the phone. He's not that much of a gentleman after all: All hell breaks loose. Now the whole world knows that Matt is the mysterious author. Hannah finds out from the news paper that he had a girlfriend and dumps his ass.

I get it, he's a lying scumbag, and she should dump his ass, but she did show him her 'happy place' before she broke up with her boyfriend. Now she's hurt? Just sayin'. Matt starts drinking like a horse and popping pills, because Hannah left him and his life is over. Matt's brother tracks Hanna down, comes to her work, throws stash of greens on the table and tells her to go and save his brother.

I'm sorry, I'm exaggerating, that's not exactly how it happened. His brother tracks her down, comes to her work, asks her nicely? Hannah is all "Who the hell do you think you are? You are just like your brother? What the hell and what the fuck? I'm not going to mention that Matt pulls a gun on her when she walks through the door.

He's drunk, high and hallucinating, and that's not important anyway. What's important is that she jerks him off and he's a healed man. Yes he comes to quickly, but he haven't had a hard on for 3 months, so you shouldn't judge him. Poor guy did everything he could.

He let some girl to give him a blow-job, talked to a doctor, it didn't work. Long story short or in this case, long story long: And the epilogue. What the gaddamn fuck? On one page our main characters having happy ever after, and on the next he dies and his book reaches site's number one best sellers list. The whole epilogue is a page long!

So there you have it.

Just another 50 shades rewritten. You have a heroine who's a hypocritical whore, pushover, cheater and worlds best twerker -ish , and a hero who's ex-alcoholic then recovering alcoholic, then alcoholic again, pill addict, stalker, weirdo videotapes women without their consent and cries after orgasm and a creep, who dies at the end thank god. The name M. Pierce mysterious author, not the one that wrote this book, but the one that wrote Night Owl in Night Owl, Matt aka M.

Pierce, the main male character. God, this is so confusing: In which case I might download the next book. Bring on the horny, stalkerish zombies or vampires, or ghosts, what ever Matt comes back as! S The special gifs were posted with the permission from the stars ; There is no such thing as loneliness. There is only the idea of loneliness.

This book sort of popped up out of nowhere for me. Night Owl was that book for me! Matt and Hannah. Night Owl and Little Bird. It all started with an online writing partnership. Matt had rules, and he had them for a reason. No photos. Nothing personal. Then lines sta 5 Little Bird stars! Then lines started to get crossed. One personal email, one photograph, changed everything between the two of them. Matt is a writer. He is a best seller. Matt writes under a pen name, so no one knows who he is.

Hannah is a college graduate who never really found her niche in life. After leaving her dead beat boyfriend, she moves back home to Colorado. Hannah and Matt end up in the same state. In the same city. Matt should stay away from Hannah. He knows he should. But after seeing her picture, he just can't. Matt and Hannah begin a relationship. My Matt. From the moment I met this guy, I loved him.

He can be an asshole.

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He can be controlling. He is damaged. And to top it off, he is a dirty talker. Matt is a little standoffish, an unconventional hero, but is very lovable. He is hilarious in a snarky way, and seriously hot as all get out! Hannah was a pretty kick ass heroine. The banter between the two of them was great. Maybe it was the fact that they already had an established writing relationship and had chatted so much online and on the phone, I just felt their connection early on.

The first half of the book. Hot damn. Matt and Hannah together- I thought my iPad was going to spontaneously combust those too were so freakin hot together!

Things get a little more intricate as the story goes on. Secrets are uncovered, things transpire and it gets intense for a while Some of my favorite quotes: I felt tattered in the best possible way, like our violent passion had blasted me clean. When I eased off Matt's arm and climbed out of his bed, I knew that I was leaving something behind. It was my old skin. He'd taken me for all I was worth. Sad things seem truest to me. The characters- lovable and interesting. The story- sexy, funny and unique.

Now the ending I am impatiently waiting until January to find out whats going on. It was the perfect blend of humor, romance, passion and angst. I would highly recommend this book for anyone looking for a story to melt your heart and your panties! It gets a solid 5 stars from me!!!

Thanks for reading with me, Kara!!! View all 85 comments. Ohhh I've been Mmmm Pierced Greatest book ever. Greatest author ever. download it. Read it. Left-hand inspiring. I want to lick Matthew Sky. It's very rare that I come across a book that has affected me such as Night Owl has. From the very first line, to the very last. I stared at my phone for a bit. Not sure what to do with myself. This book dealt with so many things close to my heart.

Alcoholism, drug addiction, depression. And also had a whole lotta sexy going on. I Ohhh I've been Mmmm Pierced I laughed, I cried, I squirmed, and I developed a new fondness for pigs, camping, cars, potato salad, and the 4th of July. My words will not do Night Owl or the brilliant M. Pierce enough justice. View all 5 comments.

I first read Night Owl last October. I love this book. Where to start? How about the beginning. I was hooked on this book from the first two lines.

And I did not care. At all. I wanted to know more. What made him lie, why did he cheat, and why did I want to know more?

Because M. Pierce is a brilliant writer and makes you feel like you are right there in the pages with the characters. Matt was written as this beautiful, arrogant, flawed, sexy, larger than life person. You want to know him. And then you really want to know Hannah. You want to know the girl that intrigues a guy like Matt.

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She was sexy, strong, likable, witty, and confident. I admired that she made a difficult decision to change her life by moving home at age I thought that showed great courage, and I may have loved her instantly. I also appreciated her glasses. The scenes with Matt and Hannah jumped off the pages. I could feel their tension, their chemistry, and their need.

The sex in this book is off the charts. It was honest, raw, emotional, filthy, and I loved it. I found myself secretly thrilled when Matt debased Hannah. I had no idea I thought this was so hot. It seemed to go against my feminist ideals, but I did not give a sh-t. I wanted to read more about it. Oh and I did. And how. Sh-t has to get real at some point and when it did and the unthinkable happened… it was so dark and draining.

I loved that M. I was shocked and heart broken and really sad. I wanted to fix them. The situation. Reach through the pages and make it all better. Nate was only in a few scenes, but his presence was overwhelming. He was a bright light on dark pages. Those hospital scenes. They gutted me. Although the one thing that stood out above all else in this book was the writing.

I just enjoy a good story, and if the story keeps me enthralled then the writing is secondary to me. Thankfully, M. Pierce changed my mind on that. The writing blew me away. It was the perfect combination and makes me proud to be a reader in the genre. At its core, Night Owl is a beautiful love story that just happens to be really deliciously sexy. I can get lost in the pages of this book over and over again. I cannot wait for Last Light and After Dark. I miss our favorite Night Owl and Little Bird.

Sep 14, M. This is my book. I hope you enjoy it. If you took the time to write a review, good or bad, thank you so much. I appreciate your passion. Please consider cross-posting your review on site; I appreciate it. View all 23 comments. Now please please let me explain my rating. There will be no in the middles.. Me, I loved it from start to finish!!! This book was And Matt, he was all.. And Hannah, she was… And I was pretty much… Yup! Review Love at first Skype?!

The rules are set up so that they stay anonymous from one another. They are strictly write, no chatting it up with personal info, no use of real names.

However remaining anonymous proves to be a difficult task for Matt after he sees a picture of Hannah online. It was gone. Her picture was gone. I clicked on the galaxy and it took me to a larger picture Already I couldn't remember the details of Hannah's face. From there things take off for these two. And that first meeting… "In you go, little bird. Get on your hands and knees.

I'm going to take you from behind. Ok look, like I said this is not for everybody so there is only one way to know if this book is for you.. Oh, and I mean that in the nicest way possible!!! Just bought this, sounds good PLUS it was. At twenty-seven, Hannah Catalano has a train wreck. View all 32 comments. I know I'm in the minority here, and risking an online mobbing, but I just didn't love this story.

I wanted to love it. I expected to love it. I had extremely high hopes and now I feel kind of let-down. I liked it, but not as much as I thought I would. Despite being well-written and original, I struggled to stay interested. Some of this may be due to the fact that I listened to the audiobook version. I've found that audiobooks just don't work for all stories for me. Sometimes, what would be an in I know I'm in the minority here, and risking an online mobbing, but I just didn't love this story.

Sometimes, what would be an incredibly sexy line read in a book, can be humorous when read aloud by a narrator. It can really kill the mood. Honestly, it's like I'm cruising along listening to Morgan Freeman talking about marching penguins in that smooth, almost sterile voice. Although the narration was quite good for this audiobook, the dirty-talking, dominant Matt, was just too much for me to handle in traffic. Holy hell, did that man have a dirty mouth! If I'd read instead of listened, I probably would have found it sexy as hell.

Since I didn't, it was a bit much. I'm pretty sure I blushed, and even felt a little embarrassed ALONE, in my car! That takes some talent! Unfortunately, when Matt wasn't talking dirty to Hannah, I lost interest quickly.

Their sex was hot, as was their frisky banter. Otherwise, I didn't feel any connection with Hannah at all, and only a minimal draw to Matt. I think I liked the rabbit the most honestly. Lastly, where the hell did that ending come from!?! Is it some sort of cruel joke???

Possibly a clever angle on M. Pierce's "autobiographical" novel? I'm not sure whether I feel more intrigued or infuriated. Check out more of my reviews at www. View all 22 comments. I think I liked this book. But I think I didn't like this book. Fuck, I dont know. What was this book even about??? I'm so confused. The first half I felt like I was in the twilight zone I'm all for dirty talk but Matt kind of creeped me out. He was all kinds of uncomfortable and awkward.

I think I would have liked to have gotten more of Matt and Hannah's writing relationship, how they first met, etc. I loved that they met online--that was unique I think I liked this book. I loved that they met online--that was unique and refreshing. I had trouble connecting to the characters.

Matt is fiercely private When Hannah inadvertently gives Matt her name and a picture of herself things between them change.

Now he has to meet Hannah. And for me it really wasn't even THAT hot. And there's really no romance in this story. When the reason for Matt's need to remain unknown and private is revealed everything sort of spirals out of control. We see a completely different Matt at this point. I kind of felt sorry for Matt. But I'm not going to lie, there was still something off about Matt to me.

He seems to really be obsessed with Hannah I did read the epilogue I mean this is a trilogy. So maybe the plot will develop more along the way. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious as to where this story could possibly go. The writing was good, I'll admit. I just found it to be a bit on the disturbing and dark side I guess. I'm a little perplexed. There is cheating in this book on Matt's part but I guess you kind of forget because his girlfriend is out of the country vacationing.

So you don't even remember he has a girlfriend. And karma is a bitch and comes back and bites him in the ass! This book definitely wasn't what I was expecting I did read this book in one sitting pretty much, so I guess that has to say something. And I think I'm curious enough that I will have to check out the next book in the series. If you want an HEA sort of --don't read the epilogue. If you want to be left with unanswered questions and a big WTH then read the epilogue.

And if there's anyone out there who can actually refrain from reading the epilogue I want to know who you are?!?! View all 48 comments. Jan 28, Jaidee rated it did not like it Recommends it for: What I hoped for: When I read a description of this book and saw the very high ratings I was hoping and expecting a sweet heterosexual erotic romance with a touch of kink!!

What I experienced: A very dull, predictable, sexist and possibly antifeminist middle of america neglected housewife wet dream. Hanna is a sweet dependent loser wh 1 "insipid, ridiculous, sexist" star!!! Hanna is a sweet dependent loser who attracts all the assholes who neglect her. This new man has it all she thinks but is a bigger asshole and narcissist than all her previous boyfriends combined. Matt is a successful author with a big mind, big wallet, big condo, big dick and about the most fragile biggest ego than you can ever meet.

He's a cheater, liar but oh so misunderstood until he meets Hanna who is curvy, big busted and just so happens likes to be treated like a slut.

Oh My!! This goes from bad to worse. Hanna's sister is a cheeky stripper go figures but Matt's brother might be even more successful than he is. This is really gross and the story spins out of some maudlin control when Matt's secret is revealed and he hits the bottle Only Hanna can save him and you know what ultimately rescues him is the gift of her virgin ass.

No Joke!! This is complete and utter trash IMHO and as my BF likes to say to me quite frequently when he gets annoyed with some of my book choices I think he was right: Please just do it!! These characters would have been pleasant additions to the characters on The Girl on the Train View all 50 comments. Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no already successful indie authors who aren't "in need" I can't make myself interested in how the story will evolve or how anything gets resolved, so I quit.

I have the gist of what's coming anyway no pun intended. I haven't connected with either character and haven't learned much about them beyond the sex. There's plenty of that. It just doesn't feel very soulful or relevant, I guess.

I'm reading these supposedly "sexy" scenes, but I don't feel anything and I don't sense the reason for it being there. Honestly, the time these two spend together is like a script for a phone sex operator, lol.

I'm also distracted by the sense that I've seen shades of all this stuff before, so it's not feeling special to me. I thought the set up and the beginning were compelling, but once they "met", it started to go downhill for me.

Turns out, the dude started giving me the creeps, which has to be some sort of deal breaker in romance books, right? I mean, he's view spoiler [effing cheating on his live-in girlfriend with this chick hide spoiler ] , so there's that. Then there's the presumptuous way he the dude drags Hannah that's our heroine along on outings and tells her what she's feeling and thinking and what she really wants.

Seriously, wtf? Not sexy. Not romantic. It's like BDSM without the communication, boundaries and emotional dynamics. I didn't find it engaging or compelling in any way. Honestly, this story makes Anna of Fifty fame seem like Wonder Woman by comparison. At least Anna told Christian where to get off now and then and didn't automatically cow tow to his every wish. I can't help but notice this book seems to be using similar scenes and character arcs as Fifty Shades, but does it in a way that's less interesting or more glaring and since part of the premise is that he's cheating, its obvious where the crisis, conflict and I may completely edit this tomorrow because it's obvious I'm venting after just quitting this book, but we'll see.

Note to self: I'm not sure why I think that, but there is an emotional distance in the sexual encounters and it feels masculine to me not saying men are emotionally distant, just "different" and I sense the difference I wouldn't be surprised if this is a guy whose trying his hand at writing a Fifty Shades type of story.

I'm just throwing that out there in case it turns out I'm right. I'm gonna look back and say that I totally called it! Post Script: My friend, Cam, mentioned that she was discussing this with other readers and they also guessed the author was male due to the way the heroine was presented like "every male's fantasy". I thought, "exactly! This book reads like a male fantasy.

Not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's not my cuppa. View all 68 comments. Oh and some more sex. Besides kinky sex, there was no plot, character, or any kind of development so it was hard for me to connect with the story.

I did like how Hannah and Matt meet through online writing; that was pretty neat but they have Skype sex in the very first few pages?!Many books are written in this indie world which I love. I'm not looking for a new friend.

I have the gist of what's coming anyway no pun intended. As if I had a choice. From there things take off for these two. There will be no in the middles.. It had forty-seven views and no replies.

Oh, Nate and his grand house and his do-gooder job and his happy fucking family … he always swooped in when I checked out. Sad things seem truest to me.

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