Below the
Line is the fifth book in the Birch Police Department series by April
Canavan. Reading them in order is best
but each book can be read as a standalone.
I have come to really love this series and all the characters. The books are well written and will take you
on an emotional rollercoaster. One
minute I was crying and the next I was laughing from all the snarky dialogue
and good nature teasing between the characters.
This book was more serious than the previous books and was a heartbreaker.
“If anything
happened to her, I didn’t even have to think about it. I would burn the entire world down while I
smiled and welcomed the death that would bring me back to her”
At eighteen
years old, Logan had watched Teri die when she was shot. He still feels guilty for it and thinks he
doesn’t deserve her, but he can’t let her go.
Teri was ready to let go of her dreams of a future with Logan. When an enemy from their past appears Logan
will do anything to keep her safe.
This was an
amazing story and I’ve really enjoyed every book in the series. All the characters were likable, and I
enjoyed meeting them all. This is a series
that I can see myself rereading in the future.
I cannot wait for the next release in the Birch County series.
I received an ARC and am voluntarily leaving a review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
I live on chaos and coffee, and you’ll find it running through every single one of my stories.
First of all, I absolutely abhor writing anything biographical. In any form. I’m terrible at it, and I have the very firm belief that no one wants to know who I am. You’re here for books, right? But that doesn’t mean I’m off the hook.
I grew up sneaking over to my great grandmother’s to read her Harlequin novels. Those were delivered once a month in a ginormous box, and from the age of ten, she let me devour them in their entirety. I fell in love with romance, even the clean kind. And that, undoubtedly, led to many days and nights with my face buried in a book and the discovery that I wasn’t happy unless my hair was up, and I had a story in my hand.
I never wanted to write. I wanted to read. ALL the words. Until someone pointed out to me that I’d been writing my entire life. I just needed to put the book in my hand down and pick up a pen.
Once I started, I found out that I couldn’t stop. Now, I’m always writing. Or reading. Or chasing my son through the house to get the elusive hug he thinks I don’t need.
Oh, and I’m a Leo… which is completely on-point if you know me at all. I love being the center of attention. On my terms. When I can stay at home in my pajamas. With lots and lots of coffee on hand. And maybe a few snacks.
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