
Find Me by Ashley N. Rostek
𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉:
reverse harem • friends-to-lovers • stalking • virgin heroine • found family • cliffhanger ending
TW: violence • abduction • murder • bullying • death/grief • underage drinking • sexual assault
Review
This book was one of the most emotional reverse harem I’ve read. The build up and development of the relationships is done at a pace that allows the reader to feel that stronger connection between them all. They work on getting to know each other and slowly develope feelings. We don’t see much romance happening, honestly but I think the next book we will see more of that. And I’m so ready to see this relationship start to brew and cause my brain to spark fireworks!!
⋆✴︎˚。⋆ Please, check trigger warnings! Your mental health matters. If any of these topics are sensitive to you, proceed with caution or skip this one ⋆✴︎˚。⋆
╰⪼ This is book 1 in the WITSEC Series.
- Find Me
- Save Me
- Love Me
- Free Me
Blurb
“You’re wearing another man’s jersey, looking hot as hell, and we don’t like it,” Creed said bluntly.”
“You two should go.” They both looked stricken. “If you don’t go now, I’ll grow more attached.” Neither of them moved. “Please!” I cried. “I’m more trouble than I’m worth. I cry more than I smile. I have nightmares—” Creed grabbed my face with both hands and slammed his lips onto mine. At first, I was so taken aback that I was frozen like a statue. Creed pulled back a little to look me in the eye. “I’m already attached,” he said before returning his lips to mine.”
“The universe had chosen a different road for me to take. A longer, harder road, where most days I found it paved with broken glass and I was forced to walk it without shoes.”
One year ago…
My family is gone. My parents. My twin sister. All of them murdered by the man who has stalked me for years. He nearly killed me, too. But I got away and he’s still out there, searching for me. He won’t find me. At least, I hope not. Thanks to WITSEC, I’ve been given a new life with a new identity.
The present…
My uncle, my only living relative, has helped me glue myself back together and given me the tools I’ll need to survive. I’m not fixed and my grief is heavy, but I’m at a point where I can put one foot in front of the other to try to move on.
I know my future will be hard and lonely. I must stay strong and focus on the good. I’m getting a second chance at life. I am safe. My new home is beautiful. The four brothers who live next door are even more so. Little do I know that Colt, Creed, Keelan, and Knox will soon become my everything. It’s as if my lonely heart screamed out for someone good to find me. Four answered back.

