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Poorly written trash, with a convoluted, nonsensical ending. Not every novel has to be "War and Peace", but man, this one is bad. Lowen Ashleigh is moderately successful writer who, soon after her mother's death, witnesses a tragedy on her way to a very important meeting with her agent and a publisher. A mysterious - but handsome and alluring - stranger helps her in a restaurant bathroom...and as fate would have it...this alluring stranger is in the same meeting. You see where this is going, right? And of course, Lowen has anxiety. Lowen will only write if she is able to keep her picture out of the public eye. She doesn't do meet and greets. She doesn't like being around people. You've read it all before folks - woman in distress meets handsome stranger, finds herself with a once in a lifetime out, not possible in true reality opportunity - but there's more than meets the eye. In this case, Lowen is going to help finish writing the series of books written by Verity Crawford - who is in a vegetative state in her Vermont home. Of course, Lowen finds herself evicted from her apartment, so the handsome stranger, Verity's husband Jeremy, invites her to stay at their Vermont home to "research" Verity's writings. And thus begins...well...a ton of claptrap. Lowen finds one of Verity's unpublished manuscripts in her office - and it's apparently an autobiography. And let me tell you, I am no prude, but those chapters are merely just very poorly written erotica, bordering on adult film material. It's utterly ridiculous. And of course...Lowen finds herself falling in love with Jeremy...and questioning if Verity is as incapacitated as everyone believes her to be. But it's not even like there is an attempt to write these characters well. And their motives are all over the place. And Lowen's anxiety disappears whenever it is convenient - but comes back when she needs to take a Xanax. And in almost every chapter, she speaks about how SCARED she is to be in the house - but yet she stays here. Stuff like this just goes to show that you don't need to write characters well anymore. You just need to get from Point A to Point B and hope that no one cares about the actual quality of the content you use to get there. And of course, every book has a twist. This one is such a poorly written, over convoluted clunker - that it just makes you feel even more stupid for wasting your time. Stay away from Verity.