Will the distance tear them apart?
With every difficulty Matt and Abigail have faced since the day they met, they’ve depended on their trust and love in each other to see them through. But what happens when absence becomes their biggest obstacle?
When Abigail follows her heart to pursue her career, she is forced to leave Matt behind. Confident that their love is strong enough to withstand the distance put between them, they believe they will soon come back to each other. But when a danger from their past threatens their future, Matt may just lose her forever.
Their love in one another will be put to the test, and only time will tell if they can truly find their unspoken ending.
***Arc Provided by Gabbie S. Duran in exchange for an honest review***
5 Stars!
Unspoken Endings is bittersweet for me. This series not only introduced me to one of my favorite book couples but it also brought me to one of my favorite authors, Gabbie S. Duran!
I fell in love with Matt and Abigail through out this series. Through all of their ups, downs and imperfections they somehow made their way into my heart and they will always be special to me!
So this book begins with Abgail returning to her modeling career and Matt pursuing his dream of becoming an NFL quarterback. Distance is a huge obstacle for them both but they know that they are doing what they love. Besides, this isn't a forever arraignment...
I loved getting a look into both Abigail and Matt's life apart. It is difficult being apart, especially with Matt's possessive streak but Abigal knows that she needs to be able to be her own person away from Matt. They find away to see each other as much as possible (Thank you Apple & Facetime!) and are even able to be intimate while being a thousand miles apart... (Enter world's funniest phone sex scene here...Seriously, I laughed about it for days!!)
In addition to epic love and sweltering hot sex scenes that left me panting, there was an ample amount of suspense and an almost tragedy. Ya see, the past isn't always left in the past and sometimes it is those kinds of loose ends that can bring even the most beautiful relationships to it's knees. (I am trying really really hard to leave this review spoiler free so please just take my word and pick up this book!! It will not disappoint!)
I was fortunate enough to beta read for Gabbie and watching this book come together from word one was something truly special. There are parts that are especially close to my heart -- and I will never eat another Cronut without thinking about Matt and Abigail (& Gabbie too!!)
Another awesome thing about this book is how close you will become to the secondary characters. Trey and Julio are seriously perfect additions to this entire series and Gabbie would be crazy if she didn't grace us with books about at least one of them... (Come on Trey book... I can hear it calling my name!!!)
I am going to leave my review where it is even though I could go on and on about the things that I love about Abigail, Matt and his perfect pancakes. Thank you Gabbie for a fantastic book and the perfect ending to such an amazing series!!
Author's Writing Style - - wonderful, one of my favs
Female Character - - beautiful
Male Character - - Possessive but sweet
Plot Twist - - perfect amount of suspense
Laugh Factor - - between the phone sex and Trey you will LOL a bunch
Cry Factor - - THAT ONE SCENE!! It Gutted Me!!!
Steam Factor - - panty melting
Violence - - there is a tab bit
“It’s nice to see you again, Abigail.” The sound of his voice sends me back to
that very first day I heard it in my coma. A set of shivers courses through my body
knowing his sole intention is to harm me.
that very first day I heard it in my coma. A set of shivers courses through my body
knowing his sole intention is to harm me.
“You shouldn’t be here, Bill. I’d hate to see what would happen if Julio caught
you near me,” I bravely state through clenched teeth while I attempt to control them
from rattling in fear.
you near me,” I bravely state through clenched teeth while I attempt to control them
from rattling in fear.
“Your little bodyguard won’t be coming back soon. I’ve made sure of that.”
The words worry me the instant I absorb them and my body demands I move as I
try to sidestep past Bill, but he lunges forward and fiercely grips my arm. His fingers
forcefully dig into my skin as I continue my attempt to escape, to no avail. My scalp
radiates with pain as he digs his hand into my hair and yanks. With his mouth
brushing up against my cheek, I feel his dirty, warm breath as he says, “The only way
you’re leaving is with me.”
The words worry me the instant I absorb them and my body demands I move as I
try to sidestep past Bill, but he lunges forward and fiercely grips my arm. His fingers
forcefully dig into my skin as I continue my attempt to escape, to no avail. My scalp
radiates with pain as he digs his hand into my hair and yanks. With his mouth
brushing up against my cheek, I feel his dirty, warm breath as he says, “The only way
you’re leaving is with me.”
“Fuck you!” I angrily growl.
He laughs at my exclamation. The eerie feeling of his breath running down
my neck sends an unwelcome shiver down my spine. Grabbing onto his wrist, I try
my best to free myself from his grip, but he tightens his hold, sending another jolt of
pain down my scalp. This time I let out a wail in hopes someone will hear me.
my neck sends an unwelcome shiver down my spine. Grabbing onto his wrist, I try
my best to free myself from his grip, but he tightens his hold, sending another jolt of
pain down my scalp. This time I let out a wail in hopes someone will hear me.
He strikes my face with the hilt of his gun and I almost black out. “Shut the
fuck up, bitch!” he shouts, tugging again on my head and urging me to walk. I try to
dig my heels into the ground, but it doesn’t do any good and I soon feel something
being shoved into my ribs, urging me forward with another jolt of pain. I already
know it’s the gun digging into my ribs and fear is what motivates me to move.
fuck up, bitch!” he shouts, tugging again on my head and urging me to walk. I try to
dig my heels into the ground, but it doesn’t do any good and I soon feel something
being shoved into my ribs, urging me forward with another jolt of pain. I already
know it’s the gun digging into my ribs and fear is what motivates me to move.
“We’re leaving this room now. If you try to call out for help, Abigail, I won’t
hesitate to pull the trigger,” he proclaims while shoving it deeper into my side,
making me whimper from the pain.
hesitate to pull the trigger,” he proclaims while shoving it deeper into my side,
making me whimper from the pain.
My worst nightmare has come true. The fear of Bill finding me again is now a
reality. Every precaution I took to keep safe seems worthless at this point as he
drags me to the door. When he opens it, Charlie, the slimly little intern, is guarding
it.
reality. Every precaution I took to keep safe seems worthless at this point as he
drags me to the door. When he opens it, Charlie, the slimly little intern, is guarding
it.
“Is it clear?” Bill asks him. He answers with a nod and Bill wraps his arm
around my waist, but keeps the gun pointed at my ribs with the other. The feeling of
his body next to mine disgusts me. His smell making my stomach churn and
revulsion now replaces my fear.
around my waist, but keeps the gun pointed at my ribs with the other. The feeling of
his body next to mine disgusts me. His smell making my stomach churn and
revulsion now replaces my fear.
“Keep moving,” Bill orders.
“Why are you doing this?” I desperately ask as I’m left no choice but to start
walking again. “Please, Bill. If it’s money you want, I’ll give it all to you. Just let me
go,” I plead while trying to hold back my tears.
walking again. “Please, Bill. If it’s money you want, I’ll give it all to you. Just let me
go,” I plead while trying to hold back my tears.
“Oh, that’s exactly what you’re going to do, Abigail,” he says, vengeance
evident in his tone.
evident in his tone.
With every step, my eyes scan for the perfect escape, but I’m left defeated
when we near the exit. He removes the gun, places it into the waistband of his pants
and pushes the door open. In that split second, I make my move. Lifting my foot, I
stab him in the shin with the heel of my shoe. He releases a howl and loosens his
grasp. I don’t hesitate to turn and slam my knee into his groin. As if expecting it, he
blocks my hit and the only contact I make is his thigh. He reaches for me and wraps
his hand into my dress, but it is a mistake. I slam my fist into his face; the contact
shoots a bolt of pain up my arm, but it frees me again and this time I run. Or at least
attempt to; the five-inch heels I have on severely slow me down. It allows Bill the
opportunity to catch up to me and grab a hold of my hair again, but I don’t give up
and continue to fight his grip.
when we near the exit. He removes the gun, places it into the waistband of his pants
and pushes the door open. In that split second, I make my move. Lifting my foot, I
stab him in the shin with the heel of my shoe. He releases a howl and loosens his
grasp. I don’t hesitate to turn and slam my knee into his groin. As if expecting it, he
blocks my hit and the only contact I make is his thigh. He reaches for me and wraps
his hand into my dress, but it is a mistake. I slam my fist into his face; the contact
shoots a bolt of pain up my arm, but it frees me again and this time I run. Or at least
attempt to; the five-inch heels I have on severely slow me down. It allows Bill the
opportunity to catch up to me and grab a hold of my hair again, but I don’t give up
and continue to fight his grip.
It’s then I hear footsteps running towards me and my body is pulled free
from Bill’s grasp as someone punches his face. Looking to see who’s come to my
rescue, I see Julio struggling as Matt pulls me away.
from Bill’s grasp as someone punches his face. Looking to see who’s come to my
rescue, I see Julio struggling as Matt pulls me away.
“He hit you,” he says as his fingers gently touch my cheek. The contact makes
me wince in pain as I remember that Bill struck me there.
me wince in pain as I remember that Bill struck me there.
“I’m fine,” I say before we hear a grunt.
Julio is holding Bill with his arm around his neck and he’s struggling for air. A
feeling of relief courses through me until I see Bill reach down into his pants where
his gun is nestled into his waistband. Time freezes when I see him point the gun in
our direction.
feeling of relief courses through me until I see Bill reach down into his pants where
his gun is nestled into his waistband. Time freezes when I see him point the gun in
our direction.
My eyes stay locked onto his finger as he slowly pulls the trigger, my life
flashing before my eyes: The day I had my first memory of Matt, leading to the day I
went knocking on his door the first time. Next, the day Matt told me he loved me and
chose me in our bathroom. The day he proposed and I had foolishly turned him
down, regretting that choice at this moment. The day I drove away from him, having
to wait to see him again. But most importantly, the day he said the words that will
stay in my heart forever... even after I die.
flashing before my eyes: The day I had my first memory of Matt, leading to the day I
went knocking on his door the first time. Next, the day Matt told me he loved me and
chose me in our bathroom. The day he proposed and I had foolishly turned him
down, regretting that choice at this moment. The day I drove away from him, having
to wait to see him again. But most importantly, the day he said the words that will
stay in my heart forever... even after I die.
“I don’t know what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours, but whatever it is,
it brought you to me, which makes you mine now, and I always protect what’s mine,
Abigail.”
it brought you to me, which makes you mine now, and I always protect what’s mine,
Abigail.”
The sound of the gun firing rings in my ear as I feel myself falling to the
ground. Someone screams my name in the background as my back slams into the
floor. My head is pounding with pain as it makes contact and my breath is
completely taken from my lungs.
ground. Someone screams my name in the background as my back slams into the
floor. My head is pounding with pain as it makes contact and my breath is
completely taken from my lungs.
Author Interview
What made you decide to write a book?
I’ve always had an active imagination. It’s helped
me create a ton of stories and ideas in my head. One day I decided to write those ideas
down, which lead to writing, and from my own reading I discovered the Indie world.
Upon doing some research, I decided to take the leap myself.
Where did the idea for The Unspoken Series come from?
me create a ton of stories and ideas in my head. One day I decided to write those ideas
down, which lead to writing, and from my own reading I discovered the Indie world.
Upon doing some research, I decided to take the leap myself.
Where did the idea for The Unspoken Series come from?
It sort of popped up in my head
one day while driving. Katy Perry’s Wide Awake came on the radio, and although I’ve
heard a hundred times before, at that specific moment the story of a girl awakening from
one day while driving. Katy Perry’s Wide Awake came on the radio, and although I’ve
heard a hundred times before, at that specific moment the story of a girl awakening from
a coma with someone else’s memories hits me. This was also during the time when I was
just still writing my ideas down in no intention of becoming an author.
How do you juggle family life and writing?
just still writing my ideas down in no intention of becoming an author.
How do you juggle family life and writing?
I’m a mother first, an author second. Every
spare moment I can spare that doesn’t involve me having to do something for my family,
I try to write or do something with my career. It’s a struggle sometimes, but thankfully my
family is patient when me when I need them to be.
What one piece of advice would you give an aspiring writer?
spare moment I can spare that doesn’t involve me having to do something for my family,
I try to write or do something with my career. It’s a struggle sometimes, but thankfully my
family is patient when me when I need them to be.
What one piece of advice would you give an aspiring writer?
Write from your heart and
stick true to yourself. Don’t try to please everybody; it will only drive you nuts. I know,
I’ve tried, and it was the most miserable time of my career. It took me stepping away and
finding myself again to truly understand that you should only please yourself, for you’re
the one who can truly make yourself happy.
We love your covers.... Did you come up with the concept or did you let your cover
designer run wild?
stick true to yourself. Don’t try to please everybody; it will only drive you nuts. I know,
I’ve tried, and it was the most miserable time of my career. It took me stepping away and
finding myself again to truly understand that you should only please yourself, for you’re
the one who can truly make yourself happy.
We love your covers.... Did you come up with the concept or did you let your cover
designer run wild?
I pretty much give the designer a concept of what I see in my mind
and how I envision my character. From there I let them run a little wild. I have yet to be
disappointed.
Are any of your characters based on real people?
and how I envision my character. From there I let them run a little wild. I have yet to be
disappointed.
Are any of your characters based on real people?
Yes and no. Every book I’ve written has
a piece of myself in them. By this I mean, either the characters names or personas. The
plot itself may not be based off a true event in my life, but most of my characters are real
people who I’m close to. I make sure to use a name of a family member or friend in every
book I write, and most characters personalities or descriptions are based off somebody I
know.
Do you have any writing rituals that you must do?
a piece of myself in them. By this I mean, either the characters names or personas. The
plot itself may not be based off a true event in my life, but most of my characters are real
people who I’m close to. I make sure to use a name of a family member or friend in every
book I write, and most characters personalities or descriptions are based off somebody I
know.
Do you have any writing rituals that you must do?
Every book has it’s own theme song
that inspired me to write it. Upon writing, I start the song and sing out loud along with it.
that inspired me to write it. Upon writing, I start the song and sing out loud along with it.
I apologize to who ever is in within hearing distance of me when I begin writing.
If you could write yourself into ANY book... Which one would it be?
If you could write yourself into ANY book... Which one would it be?
That’s a tough one, I wouldn’t know because I’d love to be in many of them. I would love to be in a
paranormal book. That genre really fascinates me.
Would you ever want your books turned into a movie? If so who would you want to be
Abigail? Matt? Julio? Trey?
paranormal book. That genre really fascinates me.
Would you ever want your books turned into a movie? If so who would you want to be
Abigail? Matt? Julio? Trey?
My husband jokes all the time that he’s waiting until they
make the movie for the Unspoken Series. That would be pretty cool.
Matt: Michael Trevino
Abigail: Teresa Palmer
Julio: Graham Gardner
Trey: Chris Pine
(My teenager picked all character, being I couldn’t decide, but I agreed with her pics.)
Bonus-- Who is your go to book boyfriend?
make the movie for the Unspoken Series. That would be pretty cool.
Matt: Michael Trevino
Abigail: Teresa Palmer
Julio: Graham Gardner
Trey: Chris Pine
(My teenager picked all character, being I couldn’t decide, but I agreed with her pics.)
Bonus-- Who is your go to book boyfriend?
Hands down, Kellan Kyle.
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There isn’t anything exciting about me, besides having a uniquely spelled name….
Yes, it’s spelled Gabbie.
I’m a mom first, a wife second, and then a crazy girl who won’t hesitate to take on a challenge. That’s how I found my passion for writing. My daughter challenged me to write a book, and I did.
I was born and raised in Southern California. I live with my wonderful husband, two amazing kids and a senior citizen kitty named Tigger. When I’m not writing you can find me reading or sneaking off for a run. Some might say it’s a crazy life, but I wouldn’t change anything about it.
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