Life's too short to play it safe...
Since her sister's death, twenty-year-old Paisley Donovan, who shares her sister’s heart condition, is treated like delicate glass by her parents. But nothing will stop her from completing her Bucket List—even if it kills her. And it almost does, until Jagger Bateman pulls her from the ocean and breathes more than air into her lungs—he sets her soul on fire.
Jagger is enrolled in the country's toughest flight school. He's wickedly hot, reckless, and perfect for a girl looking to live life to the fullest. Except that Paisley is the commanding general's daughter, and her boyfriend is Jagger's biggest rival. Now Paisley must decide just how much to risk for a guy who makes her heart pound a little too hard.
They're flying through dangerous territory—and one wrong move could make them crash and burn...
4 Live life to the fullest stars!
I love Rebecca Yarros! I want more books, I want like five million of her books so I can read them all.
Eyes Turned Skyward is Rebecca’s second book in the NA series. It didn’t make me ugly cry like Full Measures, but Eyes Turned Skyward still had lots of drama to keep me on my toes.
There’s lots of angst!
Paisley’s sister dies after her 21st birthday. Paisley is turning 21 soon and she has the same heart condition that killes her sister. Paisley created a bucket list of all the things she wants to do.
She wants to live her life to the fullest, weak heart or not
Jagger is training to fly. His enemy is Paisley’s boyfriend. Boyfriend or not, Jagger can’t help but form a friendship with Paisley.
My thoughts… ups and downs and emotions
Let’s put it out there, I do not like love triangles. So, let’s just say I picked up Eyes Turned Skyward without knowing the summary.
The love triangle is tolerable. It still makes me cringe a bit, but don’t worry! You won’t be pulling your hair out…. As much
Paisley
I wanted to punch Paisley in the face, whoa… calm down now Jacqueline. Okay, not punch, more like slap, maybe give a hard nudge. Paisley has a heart condition and of course, OF COURSE! She keeps it from Jagger because she wants to be treated normal.
I know, I wanted to shake my fist too.
She also has a really sweet boyfriend, Will. Some are Will haters, but honestly I like him, faults and all. Paisley is in a no frills, no fun relationship because Will doesn’t want to upset her heart.
I find that SUPER SWEET.
Jagger
Jagger can give Paisley what she needs. He can give her excitement, fun and life without worries. But Paisley has a boyfriend and that boyfriend hates Jagger as much as Jagger hates him.
You can feel the tension right?
Overall
I liked Eyes Turned Skyward, but it does have a touch of too much angst for me. I wished Paisley wasn’t so difficult throughout the whole book. I get she wants to live her life, but a lot of people, like her parents and boyfriend want her to be safe and you can’t help, but feel for them too.
I also am always biased towards a love triangle read. I don’t like them, so it takes a lot of effort on my part to be okay with it. It’s also harder when the current boyfriend is totally sweet and I love Will.
I loved that Jagger is training to fly, that’s really sexy.
Overall, it was an enjoyable read and I still love Rebecca’s books.
An ARC was provided in exchange for a review
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Before it could get any heavier or more
awkward, I kicked off my flip-flops into the heavy grass. “Are you ready?”
She peeked behind me at the lake. “Wait,
you want to swim here?”
I shrugged. “One of the guys told me about
it. It’s secluded, clean, and we have it to ourselves.”
She shook her head and waggled her finger
at me. “Oh, no, not here. This is not a good idea.”
I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed
it on the hood of my truck. “This is the idea, Paisley. Get your clothes off
and get in the water.” Her eyes widened, and I didn’t miss the way she raked
her eyes down my chest. Was she a tattoo kind of girl? Or was her boyfriend the
clean-cut guy she could take home to her mom? “Does the ink bother you?”
She blinked a few times, then jerked her
eyes to my face as her cheeks flushed. “No, not at all.”
I knew what would come next, the inevitable what does it all mean
every girl asked. I hadn’t told anyone the real translation of the words that
stretched across my chest, arm, back, and abs. Those truths were mine and mine
alone. “Let’s swim.”
“No, you don’t understand—”
My patience slipped another notch. She was
not getting out of this. “If it makes you feel better, I’ll get in first, but
you’d better be right behind me, or I’m throwing your cute little ass in.” I
ran at the water, jumping in where it looked deep enough. The cool water slid
over my head. I stood, the water coming to my chest. “Get in here.”
“No way.” She shook her head, her eyes wide
with fear. “I’ve lived here long enough to know you don’t swim here. Not with
George.”
“Who?” I looked left and right. Nothing to
be seen but the smooth, barely rippled surface of the water, and the tall reeds
that banked it. The mud slid between my toes as I flexed them deeper.
“George. He’s—”
“Stop making excuses and get in the water.
I can’t teach you to swim if you’re on land— What the fuck is that?” Two
rounded eyes appeared thirty feet away, lingering above the surface of the
water...coming this way. Fast.
“Get out!” she shrieked.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I kicked
forward, swimming for the shore as fast as I could, wishing I hadn’t come so
far out to start with. I made it to the bank and didn’t pause in my headlong
flight to the car. I scooped up Paisley, tossed her over my shoulder, and
barreled for the door.
I swung the door open and shoved her
inside. She scrambled over to her seat as I jumped in mine, slamming the door
home. “Seriously! What the fuck?”
We both swiveled our heads toward the shore
where a very large, very green alligator ambled out of the water and onto the
bank. He opened his mouth wide, like he needed to show me those massive
freaking teeth, and snapped his jaw shut.
“That is George,” Paisley said, and she had
the audacity to laugh breathlessly. “George is why you don’t swim here.”
“George.”
She reached over the space that separated
us, patting my leg like she was soothing a puppy. “It’s okay, tough guy, he
doesn’t eat people.”
“He’s an alligator!”
She smirked, the corner of her mouth
raising just high enough to start my blood flowing to the area of my body I
didn’t need it to. “American alligators don’t eat people. Well, they’re a last
resort, really.”
“You screamed at me to get out!”
“Well, I certainly didn’t want you to be
his first.” Her green eyes sparkled in laughter.
“And to think you trusted me not to poke
fun at you?” She had the nerve to flat-out laugh, and damn it if it wasn’t
contagious. My hands flexed on the steering wheel. “You’re a handful of
trouble, Paisley.”
“So I’ve been told.” Her smile killed me.
Rebecca Yarros is a hopeless romantic and lover of all things chocolate, coffee, and Paleo. In addition to being a mom, military wife, and blogger, she can never choose between Young Adult and New Adult fiction, so she writes both. She's a graduate of Troy University, where she studied European history and English, but still holds out hope for an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Her blog, The Only Girl Among Boys, has been voted the Top Military Mom Blog the last two years, and celebrates the complex issues surrounding the military life she adores.
When she's not writing, she's tying on hockey skates for her kids, or sneaking in some guitar time. She is madly in love with her army-aviator husband of eleven years, and they're currently stationed in Upstate NY with their gaggle of rambunctious kiddos and snoring English Bulldog, but she would always rather be home in Colorado.
Rebecca is represented by Jamie Bodnar Drowley of Inklings Literary.
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