I fancy myself a purveyor of truth, a sifter of lies, a cutter of bullshit. It’s not a gift, but rather, all skill, honed to a razor’s edge after one too many trips down the rabbit hole.

Some may dismiss my talent as misplaced and misguided cynicism, but they’d be wrong. Cliches about hope and faith in mankind are concocted unicorn farts, an effort to keep the dreamers dreaming. Experiences don’t lie—people do.

While I’m not proud of the circumstances that led me to this way of thinking, I respect the journey. The road to enlightenment can be dark and foreboding, but the destination makes it all worthwhile.

But funny thing about the past—it’s a defiant child refusing to stay in time out. No matter how deeply buried, it can always pop up when least expected, and sink its fucking claws into the flesh of your heart. No, not my heart—I no longer have one. I foolishly gave it away years ago, but I still feel the ripping in my chest as I fist the crumpled note left on my porch.

I’ve avoided this day, ran from it, for the past eight years.
And still we meet again.

But to truly understand … to feel my dread and fear my future as I do, it’s important to know what happened in my past.

Or who…

My name is Marlo Rivers, and this is my story of corrupted love.

Warning: This book contains graphic content which may not be suitable for sensitive readers.


Low Over High is packed with witty and comical conversation between the characters, most of who are endearing, but also includes very heavy subject matter. Marlo's sass and take no-shit-from-anyone ways made me love her. Marlo's sass combined with Ever's smart ass comments had me laughing throughout their story and provided some relief from the heavier emotional moments.

Even though I love Marlo, Jeb was my favorite. Jeb's personality and humor is magnetic and left me hoping that maybe DeRouen will expand upon his story and maybe give him his own book one day. I feel as if Jeb has a lot to say.

This book is the first in a duet, but it can be read as a standalone.

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"Rule number one in war-never hang around and welcome retaliation. Move the hell on, and fast."

"Now, now Delilah, those puppy dog eyes don't work on me. You see, I have boobies. Save it for the men in your life."

"Ever be nimble, Ever be quick, Ever can't find his teeny, tiny dick."

"Little Miss Marlo, Sits on her throne. Thinking that she's the shit. Then along comes Ever, Showing her she'll never, Be anything but a rotten twit."

"Youre lips luscious red, My balls achingly blue, Have you any idea How long I've searched for you?"

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