Meet Millie and David (Tag) in the newest
stand alone by Amy Harmon
"She said I was like a song. Her favorite
song."
NOW AVAILABLE!
She said I was like a song. Her favorite
song. A song isn’t something you can see. It’s something you feel, something
you move to, something that disappears after the last note is played.
I won my
first fight when I was eleven years old, and I’ve been throwing punches ever
since. Fighting is the purest, truest, most elemental thing there is. Some
people describe heaven as a sea of unending white. Where choirs sing and loved
ones await. But for me, heaven was something else. It sounded like the bell at
the beginning of a round, it tasted like adrenaline, it burned like sweat in my
eyes and fire in my belly. It looked like the blur of screaming crowds and an
opponent who wanted my blood.
For me,
heaven was the octagon.
Until I
met Millie, and heaven became something different. I became something
different. I knew I loved her when I watched her stand perfectly still in the
middle of a crowded room, people swarming, buzzing, slipping around her, her
straight dancer’s posture unyielding, her chin high, her hands loose at her
sides. No one seemed to see her at all, except for the few who squeezed past
her, tossing exasperated looks at her unsmiling face. When they realized she
wasn’t normal, they hurried away. Why was it that no one saw her, yet she was
the first thing I saw?
If heaven
was the octagon, then she was my angel at the center of it all, the girl with the
power to take me down and lift me up again. The girl I wanted to fight for, the
girl I wanted to claim. The girl who taught me that sometimes the biggest
heroes go unsung and the most important battles are the ones we don’t think we
can win.
**This is David ‘Tag’ Taggert's book, a
supporting character introduced in The
Law of Moses. This is a stand-alone story.
REVIEW
It's no secret that I'm a massive Amy Harmon fan. Every step of the way. Her writing is flawless and every book packs a little more punch than the last and just when you think it's impossible for her to get better, she proves you wrong, every. single. time. The Song of David was no exception.
Also note, while David can be read as a standalone, I HIGHLY recommend reading The law of Moses first - if you ever plan on reading Moses, if you read David first, it has major spoilers on Moses' story (trust me Moses is JUST as freaking powerful)
David Taggert aka Tag stole my heart in The law of Moses, while I loved Moses, something about Tag pulled at me and I needed to know his story. I'm so happy that Amy thought his story needed to be told too.
Tag is one of a kind as well as MIllie. Two people that come from two toatlly different places in life, they find each other and live happily ever after. That's probably what you want me to tell you, but I'm not going to tell you that because this isn't JUST a story of love. It's so much more. It's a journey. A journey of finding yourself, accepting yourself, and loving yourself for who you are so that you can open yourself up to love another. It's a story of life and it's one of the most beautiful things I've ever read.
I read so many books on a daily basis and while most are fantastic, they are what I call surface books. No profound meaning, just girl meets boy and they fall in love, good stories just no real depth. The Song of David is not that. It's a layered book, it burrows down to your soul, it takes up residence there, and it grows until you're so full of emotions that you feel like you're going to burst. I cried while I was reading, I cried when I closed the book, I cried when I sent Amy a dozen messages, and before I put my head on my pillow, I shed a tear once again for Tag and Millie and this beautiful story of love, and life, and growth. It is not one I'll soon be forgetting. This book was perfection, pure perfection and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Once again, exceptional job Amy. I hope you'll continue to grow and push yourself to create more books that make ME grow and push myself. 5 #TagTeamed Stars!
Excerpt
Amelie
and Henry didn’t come by the gym the next day. On Saturday, I thought I saw
them once, beyond the wall of windows along the front of the gym, but when I
looked again they were gone. I shrugged, deciding Henry must not have been as
excited by the idea as Amelie thought he would be. A few minutes later I looked
up to see them hovering near the speed bags, Amelie holding firmly to Henry’s
arm, Henry looking as if he was about to bolt and drag his poor sister with
him. They were garnering some strange looks—Henry with his crazy bedhead, his
darting glances, and jittery hands and Amelie because she stood so still and
looked so out of place in a gym filled with muscles and men.
I
called a quick halt to my bout, escaping Axel, who was trying to pummel me into
next week, and slid between the ropes that cordoned off one of the octagons.
“Amelie!
Henry!” I called, noting how Amelie’s face was immediately wreathed in a
relieved smile, a smile so wide it spread to her eyes, giving the illusion of
sparkle and life. But Henry started backing up, pulling his sister with him.
“Yo,
Henry. Hold up, man.” I stopped several feet from them and lowered my voice.
“Did you know that Jack Dempsey versus Jess Willard was the very first fight to
be broadcast over the radio?”
Henry
stopped moving and his hands stilled.
“Do
you know what year that was, Henry?”
“1919,”
Henry said in a whisper. “The first televised fight was in 1931. Benny Leonard
vs. Mickey Walker.”
“I
didn’t know that.” Actually, I had only known about the Dempsey, Willard fight
because I’d seen a biography on Dempsey on Netflix the night before. God bless
Netflix. The mention of the radio had made me think of Henry and the sportscast
blaring from his bedroom. “You wanna tell me more?”
“David
‘Tag’ Taggert, light heavyweight contender with a professional record of
eighteen wins, two losses, ten knock outs.”
“You
checked up on me, huh?”
Henry’s
mouth twitched, and he looked away shyly.
“You
did! What else did you find out? That all the ladies love me, that I’m the best
looking fighter, pound for pound, in the universe?”
Henry
looked confused for a second, and I realized he was searching his mind for that
stat. I laughed. “Just kidding, buddy.”
“Six-foot
three, 215 pounds, most often compared to Forrest Griffin and Michael Bisping?”
Henry’s voice rose on the end, clearly seeking approval.
“I’m
more charming than Bisping, and I have better ears than Forrest. But they could
both probably kick my ass.”
“He
said ass, Amelie!” Henry whispered, half shocked.
“Yes
he did, Henry. It’s okay. That’s how fighters talk,” Amelie soothed.
“Can
I say ass?” Henry whispered again, curiously.
“You
can,” I cut in, “after you learn how to fight.”
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About the Author
Amy Harmon
is a USA Today and New York Times Bestselling author. Amy knew at an early age
that writing was something she wanted to do, and she divided her time between
writing songs and stories as she grew. Having grown up in the middle of wheat
fields without a television, with only her books and her siblings to entertain
her, she developed a strong sense of what made a good story. Her books are now
being published in several countries, truly a dream come true for a little
country girl from Levan, Utah.
Amy Harmon
has written seven novels - the USA Today Bestsellers, Making Faces and Running
Barefoot, as well as Slow Dance in Purgatory, Prom Night in Purgatory, Infinity
+ One and the New York Times Bestseller, A Different Blue. Her newest release,
The Law of Moses, is now available. For updates on upcoming book releases,
author posts and more, join Amy at www.authoramyharmon.com
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