Emma’s friends are close. Her enemies are closer.
Emma Fern has won at life: she’s a prize-winning author and she’s blissfully happy with her husband, Jim. It wasn’t an easy rise to the top, but Emma knows you can’t achieve success without sacrifice. The trouble is, Jim knows that too.
As her literary triumph starts to fade into the past, Emma comes under pressure to write a second bestseller. But her big secret is that she didn’t write the first one. She’s a fraud, and the only people who ever knew the truth are…no longer a problem.
What Emma didn’t count on was Jim playing the long game too. He has his own secrets—and a dangerous plan that could derail her beautifully orchestrated life. Faced with the loss of everything that defines her, Emma is forced to take increasingly desperate steps.
She won’t go down without a fight. And as Jim should know, she won’t fight fair.
So Emma Fern is back, in the second of two books in this series. Without giving away spoilers, since I truly am going to suggest that you read the first book, Until I Met Her, this book picks up right after the ending from that book. Emma is a published author, Poulton Prize winner and she and Jim are happy and moving on after some of the incidents from book one.
Yet within the first three chapters, Emma is struck by a car and things begin to move into motion. She and Jim seem to have weathered some pretty intense moments in their marriage, and the accident is another one that pulls them together. Or does it?
After the accident, Emma has some repercussions and as a result, her instinct seems to be a little off. This time around, Emma needs to write another book, and she coincidentally runs into a ghostwriter who offers help. Things begin to slowly unfold and Emma’s new reality is revealed. Prepare for the fast-pace and “what in the world is really happening” moments that are reminiscent of book one. I laughed out loud a few times, just because Emma always seems to have a plan, and one that involves so many crazy pieces fitting together.
This book made me wish there was a book three, simply because the ending is almost unbelievable. There’s no way it can just end there. Do you want to go on the wild ride that is Emma Fern? Grab a copy, snuggle up by a fire, and maybe grab a bottle of Scotch in honor of Beatrice Johnson Greene. You’re definitely going to need it!