Where to Purchase

Ebook » Paperback »


I stared at her in her seat next to the prick that was Bryce. She smiled and laughed with him as Lewis prepped for the lecture. Look away, arsehole, I told myself. I did. Only for her laughter to make my eyes snap back in her direction.
Her laughter was pale pink.
As I watched her now, my stomach clenched. My phone flashed on as I pressed the unlock button. And like I had all weekend, I stared at the simple message that had come through.
Bonnie: Are you okay?
The simple question made something happen in my chest. It felt like it was cracking more and more with every time I read it. Are you okay?
I hadn’t seen Bonnie all weekend. She hadn’t come to see Easton, who was mostly sleeping off his hangover from Friday night. I’d watched the door from behind my laptop, just waiting for her to turn up. I waited for Easton to move, just in case he was going to meet her. But she never came, and East only left to get food.
I told myself it was a good thing. That I didn’t want to see her after making such a fool of myself. But then I’d lain awake all night staring at her simple text. Are you okay?
I didn’t reply.
I busied myself with work. Got my mixes uploaded. The tunes were already the top stream in EDM. It should have made me happy. But every time I listened to them, all I saw was dullness in my mind. Now I’d played the instruments I’d once loved so much, everything seemed lifeless in comparison.
I had to forget it ever happened. But when my eyes wandered to Bonnie again, to her pretty face and thick dark hair, I felt like I was back in that room, with Bonnie’s hand on my arm.
She’d tried to speak to me when I came in today, but I’d walked past her without a word. I wasn’t sure I could look at her again without feeling like I wanted the ground to swallow me up.
But then I had to look at her . . . and I couldn’t bring myself to look away.
I leaned back in my seat and forced myself to listen as Lewis droned on about the effectiveness of change of tempo in composing. It bored me. I didn’t need to be taught this crap.
After nearly falling asleep, I checked the clock. There were only ten minutes left. I watched the clock as the minutes counted down. My phone buzzed on my desk. My stomach rolled when I read who the text was from.
Bonnie: Can we meet after class?
My heart kicked into a sprint. I looked at her a few rows down. But she didn’t look back. I knew I shouldn’t go. What the hell would I say? And if she even mentioned Friday night, I’d have to get the hell up and leave. There was nothing to be said. I was drunk. That was all it was. That’s the story I was sticking to.
I didn’t want to talk about it. I couldn’t.
I lifted my phone to type that I couldn’t make it. But instead, found myself saying: YEAH.
“One-on-one sessions start this week,” Lewis said, pulling my attention back to him. He pointed at the wall. “Sign-up times are on the wall. Fill it out before you leave.” I tried to calm my pulse, but it wouldn’t slow down at the thought of having to face Bonnie.
The students rushed forward to fill out the times. I stayed in my seat, gathering my things slowly. Bonnie was down at the front with Bryce. “Come meet me for coffee one night, Bonn,” he said. For some reason a damn fire burst to life in my chest at him asking Bonnie out.
Bonnie tucked her hair behind her ear and moved to the sign-up sheet. She filled it out, then turned back to Bryce. “I . . . I’m not sure,” she stuttered.
He caught her hand in his and I just about combusted. She looked down at his fingers on hers, and I froze, wondering what she would do. “Come on, Bonn. I’ve been asking you since last year.”
She smiled up at him, and the sappy look on Bryce’s face really pissed me off. “Farraday,” I said, without thought. Bonnie looked up at me in surprise. “I don’t have all day. If you want to meet now, let’s go.” I flashed a look to Bryce. “I don’t want to have to watch you turn him down.”
Bonnie flushed. Bryce looked like he wanted to murder me. I’d welcome him trying. Bonnie pulled her hand away from Bryce. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Bryce.” I heard a small shake in her voice. The way she glanced up at me nervously, I knew she didn’t know what the hell to say about Friday night either.
Bryce nodded his head then made for the door. Not without giving me a dirty look first. Arsehole. Bonnie got in front of me. “Cromwell, you don’t have to speak to him that way.”
My nostrils flared. I didn’t like how she was protecting him. Did she like him? Was that why? “You wanted to meet.” I pointed at the folder she was holding, clearly labeled with “Composition project.” I ran my hand through my hair. “He was holding us up.”
Bonnie took in a deep breath, but then she really looked at me. Her brown eyes were wide and I saw sympathy flare in them. Embarrassment took me in its hold. I thrust my hand in my pocket and pulled out my packet of cigarettes. “I’m going for a smoke. I’ll be outside.”

Our Review

“I believe that music should tell a story. I believe that in the notes and melodies there should be some kind of meaning. Music should take you on a journey, crafted by the creator’s heart. “

We’ve been looking forward to reading A Wish for Us, since we first heard about it. Well, to be honest, any upcoming Tillie Cole book is a cause for celebration for us. There’s a reason Tillie Cole is a ‘drop everything and read’ author for us. Her ability to weave a captivating and engrossing story, no matter what the concept is second to none. Whether she’s making us laugh, pushing us outside our comfort zone or shredding our hearts and painstakingly putting them back together again, she never fails to deliver exactly what we’re looking for.  Her versatility in her craft constantly astounds us, her characters and storytelling always captivates us, her stories always move us.

“He plays music for me that says more to my heart than words ever could.”

With A Wish for Us, Tillie has done it again with a story that’s heartbreaking, hopeful, sincere and honest. Tillie tackles some very tough and sensitive subject matter in her new standalone, but she handles Bonnie and Cromwell’s story with utmost care, whilst playing with our hearts in the process.

‘She inspires me.’

The marrying of emotion and music works particularly well, making us feel, taste and experience the music and heightening the intensity of the emotional pull through the creation of Cromwell’s music. It moved us to tears.

‘I’d seen him play a piece so sad it brought me to tears. Now, I was watching him up close, experiencing this beside him. And it felt like a taste of the divine. There was no other way to put it.’

Cromwell Dean was a child protégé. A gifted musician, a genius classical composer, likened to be the next Mozart, now a coveted DJ in clubs in Europe. Somewhere along the way, at sixteen, Cromwell became an angry young man, bitter, carrying emotional baggage a mile high that caused him to lose his passion for music, seeing him spending his time DJ’ing, drinking and sleeping around.

It is a chance meeting with an American girl, on the beach in Brighton, England, that gives Cromwell the jolt he needs to get his arse into gear, accepting a scholarship to study in a coveted music program with a renowned composer in Jefferson Young University in South Carolina, America.

‘Bonnie Farraday sparked life back into my dead soul.’

It is there, fate steps in, in the guise of Bonnie Farraday – a girl who would enter Cromwell Dean’s guarded heart. A girl who would inspire him to rediscover his passion for music in the most beautiful and saddest of ways when Cromwell meets Bonnie after becoming roommates with Bonnie’s twin brother Easton, a loud rambunctious guy who’s the life of the party and everyone’s friend.

Initially, Cromwell is rude and obnoxious to the quiet, sweet Bonnie, and it’s testament to Bonnie that she saw beneath the bitter young Cromwell through his expression in music – seeing the pain Cromwell was holding inside. When paired in a music project, Bonnie tries to make Cromwell open up about his past, whilst Bonnie herself guards a secret that could shatter them all.

“You’ve complicated things for me, Cromwell Dean. You were never meant to complicate things.”
I laughed a single laugh. “I am complicated. I’ve been told that enough.”

We know we always say this, but Tillie Cole herself requests these same in the ARC copy, and that is for the reader to go into Bonnie and Cromwell’s story spoiler free. That way you will experience the utmost emotional impact in this heart twisting, painful, tragic, happy, sweet and beautiful story of first love and healing that had us in a flood of tears. It’s the little endearments, the moments of pure love, thoughtfulness and tenderness of this story has us urging you to experience these moments as they unfold. Just allow Tillie Cole to steer you through this emotional journey as she once again gives us a story that will stand the test of time, to remain in our hearts forever.


From the author who brought you A Thousand Boy Kisses comes the new emotional novel, A Wish For Us.
A story of music. A story of healing. A story of love conquering all.

Nineteen-year-old Cromwell Dean is the rising star of electronic dance music. Thousands of people adore him. But no one knows him. No one sees the color of his heart.

Until the girl in the purple dress. She sees through the walls he has built to the empty darkness within.

When Cromwell leaves behind the gray skies of England to study music in the South Carolina heat, the last thing he expects is to see her again. And he certainly doesn’t expect that she’ll stay in his head like a song on repeat.

Bonnie Farraday lives for music. She lets every note into her heart, and she doesn’t understand how someone as talented as Cromwell can avoid doing the same. He’s hiding from his past, and she knows it. She tries to stay away from him, but something keeps calling her back.

Bonnie is the burst of color in Cromwell’s darkness. He’s the beat that makes her heart skip.

But when a shadow falls over Bonnie, it’s up to Cromwell to be her light, in the only way he knows how. He must help her find the lost song in her fragile heart. He must keep her strong with a symphony only he can compose.

A symphony of hope.
A symphony of love.
A symphony of them.

Purchase Here:

Share This Post


  1. Irma said:

    Great review! My fav Tillie’s book is Raze. But all of them are following closely behind. I love her. She one of my top 20 authors.


    1. TotallyBookedBlog Post author said:

      She’s amazing! Hope you enjoy this one xo


  2. Elli said:

    Sounds like another Tillie win!! Can’t wait to read it…. 🙂
    My favorite Tillie book is A Thousand Boy Kisses ??


    1. TotallyBookedBlog Post author said:

      Hope you enjoy it as much as us xo


  3. Jendra Claire said:

    Cant wait to read this! my fave is A Thousand Boy Kisses :))) a great read!! Thanks for this!


  4. Jendra Claire said:

    Cant wait to read this! my fave is A Thousand Boy Kisses :))) it was a great read!! Thanks for this!


  5. Lisa b. said:

    Can’t wait to read this book❤
    My favorite Tillie Cole book is Reap.. well I’ve loved the entire series actually ?
    (Probably this is not the place to do this but, is the series ever going to be translated into Italian? -I’m from Italy?-)


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Latest Posts


Why can’t you? He’d thrown that bomb into her world. Why can’t you have what you want? Why can’t you be who you want to be? Why can’t you? With them she finally could. And she was going to be so very good at it.’

GREEN JEWEL (The Painted Daisies #2) by LJ EVANS

‘Heartache and sorrow hung over her so deep it bled through every vein.’


“Princess, when I love someone, it’s with my soul. It’s a full commitment. It’s a relationship that will grow, evolve, and change to fit us. I won’t ever stop trying to be the best man I can be. I won’t give up on us, through thick and thin.”


“Just don’t fall in love with me,” I teased. “Kay.” He said.


‘Sometimes passion was a whisper, other times a roar. This time? It was a storm.’

Featured Author

COLLEEN HOOVER captured our hearts back in 2011 with her unique, warm, funny, sweet, and utterly captivating stories. Our love affair with this incredibly talented author has never waned. Colleen is one in a million!

Upcoming Releases

Be sure to keep updated on all the books headed our way by visiting our TBB Upcoming Releases Page.

Latest New Releases

We’ve got all the latest releases, so be sure to head on over to our New Releases Page!


We’ve got some amazing books currently on sale! Be sure to hop on over to our sales page and check them out!

TotallyBooked Shop

Have you checked out the fabulous items available in our shop? The Tote Bag is perfect for book signings! <3

On Facebook

SuperWebTricks Loading...

On Twitter

Follow me on Twitter

On Instagram

The Totally Booked Blog Shop

Browse Our Shop »

On Facebook

SuperWebTricks Loading...

On Twitter

Follow me on Twitter

On Instagram

Keep In Touch!

Subscribe For Updates

Subscribe for Updates