Series: Sweet Home #1
Published by Self-Published on October 14, 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult
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At age twenty, Molly Shakespeare knows a lot.
She knows Descartes and Kant.
She knows academia and Oxford.
She knows that the people who love you leave you.
She knows how to be alone.
But when Molly leaves England's grey skies behind to start a new life at the University of Alabama, she finds that she has a lot to learn — she didn't know a summer could be so hot, she didn't know students could be so intimidating, and she certainly didn't know just how much the folks of Alabama love their football.
When a chance encounter with notorious star quarterback, Romeo Prince, leaves her unable to think of anything but his chocolate-brown eyes, dirty-blond hair and perfect physique, Molly soon realises that her quiet, solitary life is about to dramatically change forever...
I loved this book and I would have to say that this one just got added to my Top 3 NA reads of the year (so far). Why?
….maybe it’s was because of the remarkable heroine – Molly Juliet Shakespeare. She’s been through the ringer early on in life but instead letting those bad occurrences get to her, she instead flourishes into this strong-willed, courageous and motivated young woman. She uses all the grief she experienced in life and garners it into something positive, her education. I loved how she was socially shy but when she was intellectually challenged all her timidness automatically disappeared.
….or perhaps it was the athletic, alpha-male hero – Romeo Prince. What an enigma! He was portrayed as this tough, insensitive man-whore but as soon as he laid eyes on Molly he transformed into this caring, protective, swoon-worthy romantic. He too had so much negativity in his life but was also able wield it into something positive, his sport. I just could not get enough of Rome and I am hoping that the author decides to continue to add more to that last chapter at the end.
“….One day, my sweet girl, some lucky man will come and help you understand the very meaning of love. He will sweep you off your feet and show you what it is to place your heart in someone else’s care and to willingly offer them the gift of your soul…”
You would think that these two would never have anything in common, right? Brainiac versus a jock. But behind those labels, beneath all those layers they had a soul deep connection that no one but themselves could comprehend. In all things – physical, intellectual, spiritual they were a perfect match and I loved how the author was able to prove this time and again.
If you have noticed there is a very strong reference from one overused literary classic. Somehow the author was able to use it exceptionally well to compliment her story. Rather it coming out as cheesy like most, I thought her references was done brilliantly and I commend her for doing such a great job at this. I also thought the supporting characters were amazing. The pacing was fantastic and the story flowed very smoothly.
What I loved most was how the author was able to elicit so many emotion from me. From the very beginning I had tears in my eyes from laughing so hard at the crassness. Few pages later I felt overwhelmed with giddiness and the “squeee” moments that I rarely get in NA’s. Towards the end I also shed those tears of heartache from the pain and anguish that later on turned into tears of joy.
I loved this story. From the start to finish I was enraptured. In my opinion, this book is definitely a one-clicker that you don’t want to pass up on. Therefore…
Romeo’s nostrils flared and he stepped closer. “You want to know all about my sexual past, all the sordid details? Fine! I’ve fucked a lot of girls, in many different ways, in many different places. They’d throw themselves my way and I’d give them what they wanted, and they’d fuckin’ love it.”
Before I knew what’d happened, I’d struck his face with my hand, the loud slap amplified by the tinny acoustics in the boxy room.
Blood scolded my veins, my chest pounded, and Rome turned a dark shade of purple.
“Did that feel good? Have you got it outta your system now?” he bit out, rubbing his hand along his cheek.
Tears swelled in my eyes. I didn’t mean to hit him, but no one had ever evoked such a reaction in me before. I was physically shaking with the sudden rush of adrenalin.
Romeo leaned against the opposite wall, lowering his head. “They fucked Bullet. They only ever fucked Bullet!”
My breath paused with hurt. “Nice, Rome. Real nice. Is that what you’ll do to me? Let me fuck the great Bullet Prince, give me what I want, and move on?”
He stormed forward, forcing me back so my spine was flush against the cold steel shelves, his arms bracing me in a cage on either side.
“Not at all, Shakespeare, but hear this. I’m gonna fuck you, but I’m also gonna make love to you too. I’m gonna own every goddamn piece of your soul, and I’m never gonna let you go. You’re gonna scream my name over and over until it’s permanently lodged in your fuckin’ throat. You’re not gonna be just a fuck to me, Mol—you’re gonna be my fuckin’ salvation!”