Hero by Samantha Young
Alexa Holland’s father was her hero—until her shocking discovery that she and her mother weren’t his only family. Ever since, Alexa has worked to turn her life in a different direction and forge her own identity outside of his terrible secrets,. But when she meets a man who’s as damaged by her father’s mistakes as she is, Alexa must help him.
Caine Carraway wants nothing to do with Alexa’s efforts at redemption, but it’s not so easy to push her away. Determined to make her hate him, he brings her to the edge of her patience and waits for her to walk away. But his actions only draw them together and, despite the odds, they begin an intense and explosive affair.
Only Caine knows he can never be the white knight that Alexa has always longed for. And when they’re on the precipice of danger, he finds he’ll do anything to protect either one of them from being hurt again…
I didn’t know what to expect when I cracked open Hero and come to find out…Samantha has blown my mind with Alexa and Caine’s story. I felt as though I submerged myself in water(Hero) and then attempted to see how long I could hold my breath without breaking the surface (before I HAD to peel my eyes off of the pages). I love Samantha’s On Dublin Street series, but Hero has surpassed ODS with two hurting, abandoned individuals. Caine is a dark, complex and confusing business mogul and Alexa is an intelligently honest and smart-ass woman that beautifully pushes Caine’s limits. I questioned how the “Hero” factor would tie in, but Samantha executed a seamless timeline and this question was answered at the perfect time. The push and pull was expected yet fit with the upbringing and expectations of Caine’s life. Alexa holds to her wants and beliefs and this driven aspect of her personality makes it impossible for others to take advantage of her. This is one of my favorite traits she has as this allows for the banter and witty remarks she throws at Caine. Effie….I want her as my pseudograndmother. She’s the perfect mediator for Alexa and Caine…she’s their calm, their safe haven. I can’t point out one thing I didn’t love in Hero. There’s suspense, heat, pain, and forgiveness. Give this a try and find your next book crush!! Rating: 5 stars
Hero. he•ro noun \ˈhir-(ˌ)ō\
: a person who is admired for great or brave acts or fine qualities
: a person who is greatly admired
: the chief male character in a story, play, movie, etc.
Caine Carraway. He was no hero for me; then he was. His fine qualities?…well, Caine is definitely a fine, hot male that’s for sure. I didn’t want to like him. He was impossible, he made himself very unlikeable, but then his endearing qualities kept peeking out. He is determined to make Alexa’s life miserable.
Alexa is funny, stubborn, smart, snarky, hard-working and she is not going to take Caine’s crap. The pain that she is recovering from, the lies that filled her life is intertwined with Caine’s life. Both use this damage caused by her father to turn their lives around. Caine conquers business and becomes an extremely successful billionaire.
Hero is an absorbing which gets you so involved that you won’t want to put it down and you’ll want more.
Author Samantha Young’s Hero is a great new story which gave me highs, lows and everything in between. Engaging, heart breaking, heartwarming, sexy, suspenseful, complicated and complex all rolled into one! Young’s writing is solidly entertaining and hooks the reader and immerses them in this story. Give this a try and find your next book crush. 4.5 * I need my own Hero!! *Stars
A tall, well-built older man in a Red Park Security shirt was staring down at me with this deeply disturbing blank mien. “Alexa Holland?”
I ignored Charlie’s curious gaze on my face and wondered what the heck I’d done wrong. “Um . . . yes,” I was almost afraid to admit.
“Mr. Carraway requests your presence in his suite on the EMC level.”
Holy . . .
How the hell had he spotted me in this crowd?
As if he could read my mind, the security guy pointed up behind me. I looked up over my shoulder. Caine’s suite was right above me.
Of course it was.
“You don’t have to go, Lex,” Rachel shouted over the noise.
I threw her a look. “Yes, I do.” If he’d seen me with Charlie I could only imagine what he was thinking. After telling them I’d catch up with them later, I followed the security guy out of the field box. I stewed over what kind of reception I was about to get, and what would bother me more—Caine not trusting me or his indifference.
As soon as the security guy swung open the door to Caine’s suite, I was taken aback to see Caine was not alone. Effie and Henry were there, among familiar faces from work. Effie came hurrying over to hug me close, and the guilt I’d been feeling dissipated under my anger.
He’d invited all these people to watch the game and he hadn’t invited me.
Not until he’d seen me there with someone else.
“You look hot, kid.” Effie grinned up at me.
I smiled, pushing my ire back down. “As do you.”
She made a “pfft” noise at me as Henry stepped up to say hello. He looked different wearing his Red Sox shirt and jeans. More approachable. Gorgeous. “I got banana cream pie,” he announced, and I laughed. I’d managed to talk Effie into easing up on Henry.
Effie rolled her eyes, but she was smiling as she engaged an older couple in conversation.
People waved who recognized me and I smiled politely back, letting Henry edge me closer to Caine. He was standing on the balcony, his back to me as he watched the game.
He looked remote out there, even surrounded by so many people.
My anger drifted away.
He liked it this way. He liked to be alone even with so many others around him. But I was beginning to think he was unable to be alone around me . . . and I realized then that was why he’d never invited me to share the game.
Until he’d seen me there. With someone else.
“Better go say hi to the boss.” Henry winked at me.
Although Caine hadn’t told a soul about our relationship, I knew Henry had very definite suspicions that something was going on between us. Other than Effie, he was the closest thing Caine had to family. And he was a smart man. He knew Caine well enough to note changes in his schedule, his demeanor, and his attitude with me.
Feeling butterflies flutter to life in my belly, I strode out onto the balcony and settled in beside Caine, keeping a few inches of space between us. I glanced up at his profile, hating the way those butterflies went crazy just at the mere sight of his face. “Hey.”
“Who are they?”
I flinched at the coolness of his tone. “Friends. A college friend and her husband and his colleague.”
“You didn’t think it was important to mention you’d be at the game tonight?”
His words were quiet, but I could feel the tension emanating from him and my own frustration and irritation started to build again. “You didn’t tell me you were coming to the game.”
“I have season tickets. You know this.”
“You don’t always go to the game,” I argued softly.
“I don’t care that you came to the game.” He finally looked at me, anger in his dark eyes. “I care about the guy who is all over you.”
I should have been thrilled by his jealousy, but I wasn’t. Not anymore. I was sick of the uncertainty between us. “Rachel set up a blind date and didn’t tell me. I told him right away that I’m . . . seeing someone.”
“I don’t think he got the memo.”
“And you can tell that from up here?”
Caine suddenly leaned into me, clearly forgetting where we were and that we had an audience. “I saw you weren’t doing much to dissuade him.”
I looked pointedly over my shoulder, silently reminding him where we were.
He pulled back, his jaw clenched as he stared forward again.
I edged close enough to him so he would hear me without anyone else overhearing. “I wasn’t encouraging him, and honestly this whole possessive bullshit is pissing me off.”
Caine threw me a cutting look, but I refused to be intimidated. “I’m not the only one who gets jealous,” he reminded me.
Posted by arrangement with New American Library, a member of Penguin Group (USA) LLC, A Penguin Random House Company. Copyright © Samantha Young, 2015.
Samantha Young is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the On Dublin Street series and Hero. She lives in Scotland.