by Nelle L’Amour
Read below for my review, an excerpt & giveaway
He is Ryan Madewell, a heart stoppingly handsome Harvard grad from one of Manhattan’s wealthiest families, who’s on his way to heading up his father’s media empire.
She is Allee Adair, a beautiful but sassy art school grad from the wrong side of the tracks, who dreams of living in Paris.
Despite their many differences, Ryan and Allee are instantly smitten with each other over a Picasso nude. They share a steamy, passionate love that dares to challenge everything –including Ryan’s ruthless father, his revengeful ex-girlfriend, and Allee’s dark secrets. Only, it may end too soon.
Here is an erotic love story that will make you laugh and cry. It will stay in your heart forever. Love means never having to say goodbye.
This 50,000-word novel is intended for mature readers only
Rating: 4.5 stars
I started reading this book blindly. All I knew was what was in the synopsis. I did not read any prior reviews so I had no idea what to expect. What I can tell you is that this book dragged me in so deep that by the end of the book I was crying, not a tear here and there, but straight out tears coming down my face – and I do not cry – ever! I’m going to be honest, I have no idea how to write a proper review for this book without giving away a spoiler. So here’s my attempt at convincing you to read this book without giving anything away.
This book was told from the male character’s POV. I don’t think I’ve ever read a stand alone book that was told strictly from the male’s point of view and I loved it. It was refreshing to be in the male’s head. It was a great change of pace and perspective. That being said, I sometimes read something that made me question whether a male would really think or say that. Would a guy really describe what he was wearing and how his body looked so descriptively? Would a guy notices things like elegant ankles on a woman? Regardless, being that the book was told entirely from Ryan Madewell IV’s perspective, I LOVED him. He was an amazing character that I found to be overwhelmingly honest, sweet, innocent in a way, loving and mentally strong.
Allee Adair was a conundrum. Because I was in Ryan’s head, I had no idea what was going on with her. She was hot and cold and kinda odd at times. But, as Ryan fell in love with her, so did I. I saw what he saw in her – even if I may have figured out her secrets way before he did – men (shaking my head)!
Now I want to be honest – this is an erotic romance. There is sex. There is A LOT of sex. Also, since the narrator is a man, you can only imagine the thoughts that go through his head. That being said, it wasn’t anything too over the top for me. A friend of mine who also read this book did think there were too many sex scenes, but me personally, I was fine with them. I think I was so fascinated with reading a sex scene through a male’s POV, that the number of them did not bother me.
The first half of this book moved fast as did their relationship. There were a few speed bumps and curve balls thrown at them, but for the most part the angst was minimal. Because of this, I had no idea where Ms. L’Amour was going to take the story. And then, BAM she hit me with it and the speed of the story all made sense. Everything seemed to click. And then the tears came. When I finished the book, I was left feeling emotionally depleted, but it was so worth it.
This isn’t a superficial, feel good book. This is a book about love, pain, heart break, lust and strength. If you want a book that makes you really FEEL something, then you need to buy this book. I haven’t read a book that really made me emotional like this in a very long time and I know it will stay with me for a while.
“With love, there are no goodbyes”
*I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest review*
When I arrived at the Met, it was after nine. Hundreds of people were flocking out of the front doors. I was panting. My eyes searched the crowd in desperation for her. I hoped I wasn’t too late. Finally, after the crowd had thinned, I spotted her. She was wearing a drab gray wool coat and a striped knit hat along with a new pair of eyeglasses that were almost identical to the ones she’d left at my loft. She looked worn-out as she trudged down the steps. Fuck. Maybe something was wrong with her. I mounted the steps two at time, hoping to meet her half way.
“Allee,” I shouted out to her.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw me. She galloped down the steps, attempting to run past me, but I caught her and held her firmly in my arms. She squirmed, trying to break away, but she was no match for my strength. I studied her face. Her eyes were painfully sad and her cheeks were sallow. She had lost weight.
“Get away from me, Madewell,” she begged. There were tears in her eyes.
I didn’t let go of her and, in fact, squeezed her tighter. “Why haven’t you returned my calls?”
“Madewell, please! Let go of me.” Her voice was watery and desperate.
“No, you’re not going anywhere until you answer my question.”
“I don’t belong with you. You’re too good for me.”
“No, baby, you’re too good for me.” I pressed her even tighter against me.
Thunder roared in the night sky.
“Please! I’ve gotta go home and get ready for a massage client.”
Maybe she had just been overworking. Fuck her client. I tugged hard at her ponytail that hung out from under her funky hat. “You’re coming home with me.”
“I can’t.” She blinked back tears. “You don’t understand—”
“Stop it!” I crushed my lips against hers, hushing her, and pulled her down to a sitting position on the step where we were sparring. She couldn’t resist my assault. Her tongue hungrily met mine, and a hot bolt of energy surged through my body.
Lightening flashed, and another loud burst of thunder followed. The sky opened up, and torrential rain fell upon us. But it didn’t stop us. Soaked, our embrace deepened, the warmth of it fending off the icy chill of the pounding drops. I don’t know how long it lasted, but she was the first to pull away. Wet streaks rolled down her cheeks… tears, not the rain.
“Why me, Madewell?” she asked, her voice hoarse and strained.
“Because, Allee Adair, I’m suffocating without you. You’re the air I need to breathe.” Cradling her in my arms, I removed her rain-streaked glasses and brushed away the shimmering rivulets dripping down her face. Just the mere touch of her infused me with light.
She looked deep into my eyes, hers still watering. “Oh, Madewell, I’m so afraid.”
“Afraid of what, baby?” I held her tear-drenched face in my hands.
Her lips quivered. “That I’ll hurt you.”
That wasn’t possible, I thought as I swept her into my arms and carried her down the rain-soaked steps, my lips never leaving hers.
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About Nelle L’Amour
Nelle L’Amour is a former executive in the entertainment and toy industries. While she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago, she still enjoys playing with toys with her two children… and her husband. She aspires to write juicy stories with characters that will make you both laugh and cry and stay in your heart forever.
Writing under another pen name, she is also the author of the highly rated fantasy romance series, DEWITCHED: The Untold Story of the Evil Queen.