#BlogTour “Disgrace” by Brittainy C. Cherry

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Disgrace, an all-new romantic and emotional standalone from Brittainy C. Cherry is available NOW!


Musings…

4 Always and Always Crowns

Brittainy C. Cherry’s books are ones I always look forward to reading. Her romances are filled with broken and flawed characters who are struggling in life.  Their journeys are far from easy, but she always shows what love can do, and for that, we as readers know that hope is always at the end of her stories.  The town of Chester and the characters are the epitome of what readers love about her stories.

Chester is filled to the brim with small minded, gossiping citizens. The town itself becomes a character who influences the lives of Jackson and Grace. They are who have caused him to grow into the man he is, the beast of the town, and they are who push her into his arms. Although these two characters are likable, their individual journey is what I found to be the most intriguing of all. Through each other, these two become who they were always meant to be, happy and whole as individuals rather than being a part of co-dependent on another.

What ultimately drew me to this story is the themes the author develops.  Through the couple of Grace and Jackson, readers see the importance of knowing yourself.  Grace evolves from a woman who only really considers others wants versus her own, resulting in a woman who has no idea who she is or what she wants in her life. Jackson is a man trapped by his past, tied to this town he abhors, and brimming with hate for everyone around him. Through their relationship, these two learn to become who they want to be because they never worry about pleasing the other. They evolve from a pair helping each other forget, to friends who support each, and finally to a love that they put above all others.  Together, they learn to look at a person on the inside before making assumptions, to be independent, and to support each other in the most unassuming ways. With these two, the author exemplifies that love isn’t about the fairy-tale romance, but that love is about choosing that person every day, it is about loving the flaws as much as the perfections, making Disgrace the epitome of a real world romance.

I am so in love with this story and their journey, and even Grace and Jackson as people and as a couple, but this one lacked that spark that her novels usually contain for me. There truly isn’t anything I can say I didn’t like or would have liked to be written differently. So for me, this a without a doubt, its me rating, and I would still wholeheartedly recommend this book for the themes and eloquent prose alone.

ARC received in exchange for an honest review.


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Synopsis:

Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again.

After fifteen years together, he walked away from me, and into the arms of another.

I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know how to exist without him by my side.

All I wanted was for him to come back to me.

Then, Jackson Emery appeared.

He was supposed to be a distraction for my mind. A summer fling. A confidence boost to my bruised heart.

We were perfect for one another, because we both knew we wouldn’t last. Jackson didn’t believe in commitment, and I no longer believed in love. He was too closed-off for me, and I was too damaged for him.

Everything was fine, until one night my heart skipped a beat.

I didn’t expect him to make me laugh. To make me think. To make my sadness somewhat disappear.

When our time was up, my heart didn’t know how to walk away.

Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again, yet slowly my prayers began to shift toward the man who wasn’t right for me.

I prayed for one more smile, one more kiss, one more laugh, one more touch…

I prayed for him to be mine.

Even though I knew his heart wasn’t destined to love.

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Excerpt:

Jackson

“I’ve read about boys like you in books, ya know,” she whispered, her fingers slowly spinning spirals on my chest.

“Oh, yeah? What did those books teach you about boys like me?”

“Well…” She bit her bottom lip, and with a small inhalation, she whispered, “They taught me to stay away.”

“Then why are you so close?”

She tilted her head up, looking me straight in the eyes. “Because in those stories, the heroine never ever listens.”

“And then there’s trouble?” I asked.

“Yes, and then there’s trouble.”

From the way she said those words, I knew trouble was exactly what she was in search of. We were the classic cliché. She was the good girl next door, I the monster from around the block. We were perfect opposites for the perfect storm, and she was asking me to be her next flaw, her greatest mistake.

And, well, who was I not to live up to her request?

“I could destroy you,” I warned.

“Or save me.”

“Is it worth the risk?”

“Isn’t it always worth the risk?”

The more she touched me, the more I wanted to touch her back. I wrapped my hands around her wrists flipping us around so she was now against the wall with her hands above her head. “I have rules.” I leaned in closer, lightly brushing my lips against her neck. God, she smelled good, like peaches and my next sin. “You can’t break these rules, either.” My tongue rolled from my mouth and circled against her neck before I gently sucked her skin.

She shivered at my touch. “What are they?”

“Rule one,” I whispered, my mouth moving across her collarbone. “You never stay the night.”

“Check.”

“Rule number two,” I said, dropping her left arm to the side. Taking my hand to the bottom of her blouse, I slowly raised it up and massaged her skin. “You never develop feelings.”

“That’s easy enough,” she replied, her breaths uneven as I teased at the top button on her jeans. “I don’t believe in feelings anymore.”

I didn’t know why, but that made me sad for her. I, too, didn’t believe in falling for people, but that was my norm. Grace seemed the type to believe in something bigger than love, so the fact that her belief was completely gone was a bit surprising.

Maybe we had more in common than I thought.

“Rule number three…we don’t talk about my life.”

“Like ever?”

“Never.”

“Okay.”

“And lastly, rule number four…” My mouth brushed against hers, and I slid my tongue slowly across her bottom lip. “If your favorite pair of panties get ripped, don’t expect me to replace them.”


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