I’ve been in a little bit of a book funk but this book helped me overcome it. This is why it’s been so much time since I posted a review.
I received this book in exchange for an honest review.
Warning this book does contain crude and bad language. I’d say this book is for 18 + due to this and including some adult scenes.
I can only be who I am.
I never knew my mother. I tell people she died shortly after I was born, that stops any more questions. So I don’t have to say she was a convicted felon who died while in prison. Nor do I have to talk about the fact that my father was one of her guards. He raised me as best he could. The one thing I never had or wanted was a family, he was family enough. The only other thing I ever needed was my music. I never pretended to be anything other than what I am, but then she entered my life and my music suffered. I needed to be someone else, anyone else or I could never have her. She could never know the truth about me or I wouldn’t be there to save her.
I never knew my father. Growing up in a large extended family, I was never alone. I just grew up without a father. He died before I was born and while I always had adult male relatives to help guide me, I still missed him. He never even knew of my existence, but I felt his presence every day of my life. His legacy helped shape me. Then I heard this voice one day, singing with such a soul deep loneliness. I had to respond. But when I did, he turned my world upside down. Then I found out the truth.
Rating: 5 Stars
Before I go into my review here’s a sneak peak of the book:
My earliest memories are of noises really, more than images. The images are kind of jumbled together, all these—at least for a kid—giant people surround me. Some smiling at me others with mean looks on their faces, all really scary and I was terrified. But the sounds. Those I would never forget. The clamor metal makes when it strikes against more metal. The clang of a gate being slammed shut.
I remember turning around and wanting to run back the way we’d come. But my dad held tightly to my small hand in his much larger one and tugged me behind him, not once breaking stride. When I began to cry, he ended up picking me up and I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his neck.
“It’s going to be fine John. You want to see your mama don’t ya?”
“No! Don’t wanna. Wanna go home.”
“We will son, but…well your mom, she wants to see you. She wants to say goodbye before she goes away for good.”
“She’s going away. Where? Is she coming home with us?”
“No son.” My father’s voice kinda sounded funny.
I raised my head to look at him and touched the side of his face. “Why?”
“She can’t. But she wanted to see you…to say goodbye and so that you won’t forget her.”
“I don’t ‘member her.”
He pulled me against his chest and shook.
That scared me more than anything my dad never cried and even as young as I was I knew that’s what he was doing so I cried too. By then I’d noticed we’d walked into a room where there was a bed and a woman lay on it.
He put me down and wiped his face. Taking my hand, we walked over to the side of the bed and the woman on it.
This time it was I who held tightly to him. “Is she sleeping, Pa?”
The woman’s eyes suddenly opened, they were the same gray green as mine.
“Are you my mama?” I asked.
Then she too began to cry. She raised her hand to touch the top of my hair, there was some kind of wire and tubes attached to her arm.
I touched one. “What’s that?”
“An IV,” she said in a whispery voice.
“What’s it for?”
“It’s making sure I’m here long enough to see you one last time. And yes, I’m your mama.”
“Pa said you’re not coming home with us. Why? Don’t you like us?”
“I love you both. So much. I want nothing more than to come home with you—but I can’t.”
At this something really strange happened, my dad dropped to his knees beside me and no longer tried to hide his tears. He held me around the waist and held onto my mama’s hand and they were both crying now.
As young as I was, sadness overwhelmed me and all I could do was cry too.
Do you ever start reading a book and think why didn’t I pick this one up sooner? Well that’s exactly what happened to me with this book. I wish I had picked it up sooner as I loved it. This is the first time I have read a book by Ursula Sinclair but it certainly won’t be the last. This book is for you if you are looking for a strong heroine with a kind of cocky but not too arrogant alpha male. I loved both Eryn and Pike as the main characters, there romance wasn’t sweet in an awww sense but it was scorching as this book will singe my hand offs way. I’d say the sex scenes between them are detailed, but i don’t think it’s explicit because I have read others that are more explicit. Eryn and Pike has this chemistry going on which I enjoyed as it made the characters have more depth and more 3D.
Pike is a rock star and Eryn is a lawyer, they meet as Eryn wants to represent pike. It’s instant attraction from that point on. The story has some action, including bad guys too. The story kept you hooked in wanting to know what was going to happen next. I liked the writing, the story was told from both Pikes and Eryns POV, but it was made clear in each chapter who’s POV it was. I love books where we can get into the heads of both characters rather than having to guess what one of them is thinking or feeling.
Without spoiling the book I have to admit I didn’t see the ‘connection’ nearing the end of the book coming. That took me by surprise.
Once I finished reading this I looked on Goodreads to post my review and saw some people commented that there was just sex and more sex in this story. I don’t think so. There was some don’t get me wrong but there was a story to go with it. I really enjoyed the story and will be looking forward to reading the other books in this series.
I’d recommend this book.