Synopsis
Every life has a different path
full of sharp turns, smooth curves, and steep drop offs.
Hollis Murphy has a plan—college, career, boyfriend, love, marriage, family. A predictable, normal life. She’s on track until an outside force causes her to crash and burn. They call it an accident, because that’s the only word they know to explain what happens to her. It helps everyone move on with their lives, except for Hollis. She holds on to the belief that she’s been targeted for a reason.
Risher Stevenson is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the hottest boy Hollis has ever laid eyes on. He fits perfectly into her original plan for a normal life. Everyone loves him.
Benton Daniels is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the bravest boy Hollis has ever met. He doesn’t fit into her life but gives it purpose and makes it extraordinary. Everyone hates him.
One is bullied. One is tormented. All are judged. How will it STOP?
Hollis Murphy has a plan—college, career, boyfriend, love, marriage, family. A predictable, normal life. She’s on track until an outside force causes her to crash and burn. They call it an accident, because that’s the only word they know to explain what happens to her. It helps everyone move on with their lives, except for Hollis. She holds on to the belief that she’s been targeted for a reason.
Risher Stevenson is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the hottest boy Hollis has ever laid eyes on. He fits perfectly into her original plan for a normal life. Everyone loves him.
Benton Daniels is intelligent, caring, sweet, and the bravest boy Hollis has ever met. He doesn’t fit into her life but gives it purpose and makes it extraordinary. Everyone hates him.
One is bullied. One is tormented. All are judged. How will it STOP?
Goodreads link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24847312-stop?from_search=true&search_version=service_impr
Release Date: 6/25/15
REVIEW
Phew, ok. So I just need to say a few things here. Alison Bailey is a writer that writes on emotion, if you've read her other books then you already know this. I went into STOP with no expectations because honestly I had no idea what punches Bailey was going to pull. No matter how much I braced myself, I was never ready for the stops that she pulled.
There are times when I was left with my mouth hanging open, shocking secrets, lies, deceit. I was transfixed, I couldn't look away, I couldn't stop reading. You see this isn't a book you read, this is a book you FEEL. You feel everything, everySTEP
of the way I was bracing for the punches but each time I came up short and was left completely broken.
I refuse to tell you about this story, and honestly, I could never do that anyway. STOP is layers upon layers of emotion, of realism, of pain, and of finding you're inner beauty,YOUR true self.
This book is so real I can't even explain it. It makes me SEE the world differently, it makes me want to scream from the rooftops that YOU ARE PERFECT! YOU ARE ENOUGH! It makes me, want to give every passing stranger a smile, it makes me want to impact someone's life. This book is LIFE CHANGING, EYEOPENING. STOP and Alison, have made me want to be a better person.
Powerful, thought provoking, life changing. <- the only words I can ever use to explain this book. Hands down the best book I've ever read. Thank you Alison for giving me the chance to read this beautiful story.
There are times when I was left with my mouth hanging open, shocking secrets, lies, deceit. I was transfixed, I couldn't look away, I couldn't stop reading. You see this isn't a book you read, this is a book you FEEL. You feel everything, everySTEP
of the way I was bracing for the punches but each time I came up short and was left completely broken. I refuse to tell you about this story, and honestly, I could never do that anyway. STOP is layers upon layers of emotion, of realism, of pain, and of finding you're inner beauty,YOUR
true self.This book is so real I can't even explain it. It makes me SEE the world differently, it makes me want to scream from the rooftops that YOU ARE PERFECT! YOU ARE ENOUGH! It makes me, want to give every passing stranger a smile, it makes me want to impact someone's life. This book is LIFE CHANGING, EYEOPENING
. STOP and Alison, have made me want to be a better person. Powerful, thought provoking, life changing. <- the only words I can ever use to explain this book. Hands down the best book I've ever read. Thank you Alison for giving me the chance to read this beautiful story.
Excerpt
“Name?”
she said, impatiently.
I
was so flustered that for a second I’d forgotten who I was. “Hollis Murphy.”
She
scribbled something on a spreadsheet and handed me a packet with my name and
the number two hundred ten typed out on the front sticker, which I assumed was
my room number.
In
a flat bored voice, she said, “Everything you need to know is in the packet.
Should you have any additional questions or needs after reading the
information, please ask your RA. Have a productive semester. Next!”
Clutching
the envelope to my chest, my gaze shifted back down, and I walked quickly out
of the office.
As
I turned the corner, a loud deep woot! jerked my attention down the hall. I
took one step before crashing full force into something solid and warm.
Stumbling back, I dropped the envelope. Once my balance returned, my eyes
focused on a gray T-shirt with cut off sleeves, stretched across broad
shoulders. When I glanced down in search of my envelope, I couldn’t help but
spot the narrow hips and round ass covered in black basketball shorts. As I
squatted to pick up the envelope, a tanned forearm came into view. My gaze
roamed up to find the arm was covered in bulging muscles.
“Oh
god, I’m so . . . sor…ry,” I stammered, my cheeks heating with embarrassment.
“Here
ya go,” a deep voice said.
Reaching
for the envelope, my gaze inadvertently shot up to the warmest green eyes ever
created. His dark brown hair was cut short on the sides, longer on top, and
tousled. The perfect amount of scuff peppered his strong jawline, with deep
dimples framing a sexy lopsided smile. The air was immediately sucked from my
lungs. He wasn’t just hot, he was boy band hot.
A
deep chuckle drifted down before I realized he had stood up and was extending
his hand to me.
Oh boy! I get to touch him.
I
slipped my hand into his and felt an immediate jolt of electricity. The muscles
in his arm twitched. He felt it too.
“Thank
you,” I said, as he helped me up.
“I’m Risher Stevenson.”
He was actually
introducing himself to me.
It had become a habit not to look directly at anyone,
especially a stranger. I automatically angled my head down and to the left, to
hide the messed-up side of my face. But those green eyes locked me in
place.
“Hollis Murphy.”
“Nice to meet you Hollis Murphy.”
“Sorry again about running into you. I need to do a
better job at watching where I’m going.”
The tip of his tongue slipped between his lips before
they formed into a slight smirk. Just as he was about to speak, his name came
barreling down the hallway.
“Rish! Get your ass down here. We’ve got a ton of boxes
to haul in.” A blond-haired guy was standing at the end of the hall.
“I gotta go finish helping my friends move in.”
I nodded.
Risher took three steps before turning back toward me.
“Don’t do too good of a job.”
My eyebrows squished together in confusion.
“At watching where you’re going. I hate to think I won’t
get rump bumped again.”
He winked before jogging
away.
I Sasquatched those shoulders, those hips, and that ass
all the way down the hall.
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