Disgrace, an all-new romantic and emotional standalone from Brittainy C. Cherry is available NOW!
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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“Love was a messy emotion that didn’t walk a straight line. It worked in waves and loops of ups and downs. It was a screwy emotion that could somehow still exist amidst the ultimate heartbreak and betrayal.”
“Sometimes, all a person needed was another to listen to their uneven heartbeats.”
“I’ve never seen something that made no sense yet complete sense until I laid my eyes on you together.”
“He kissed me slowly, gently, and filled with love. He didn’t have to say it, but I felt our love. I felt it shoot through my body as his lips pressed against mine. Our souls intermixed and our flames were infinite. It was simple, the way we loved…”
Well, I’ve done it again. I’ve found another book to work its way on to my top reads of 2018 list. Disgrace didn’t just exceed my expectations, it blew them out of the waters and it brought me to my knees. Disgrace is hands down one of the most powerful reads I’ve encountered this year and is one that I know will be staying with me long past THE END….
There are moments in each one of our lives that will test us. Moments that will bring us to our knees and moments that will have us questioning just how much more we can endure. And for Gracelyn, she is about to that test. You see, when she married, she married for keeps. She wanted nothing more than to be the perfect wife and give her husband the life he always wanted. But, life had other plans and when things were bleak, her husband turned to another, destroying Grace in ways she could never imagine. And when Grace returns to her childhood home, she still has hope that her life can be fixed. And then Jackson entered her life. Jackson was everything that Grace should stay away from. If the rumors were to be believed, no good could come from associating with Jackson. But, beneath the rumors and his rough exterior stood a man worth getting to know; a man worth fighting for. Jackson wasn’t supposed to make her laugh. He wasn’t supposed to make her smile. He wasn’t supposed to piece her back together. But when Grace’s heart begins to beat again, all bets are off….
Wow. Wow. Wow. I am at such a loss for words. I was prepared for an emotional read, but boy did I not see this book coming. I was consumed by this story from the very first page. My heart ached for Grace and all that she lost. Her story is not easy. It’s painful and filled with betrayal. And when she returns home to heal, the small town gossips run wild. With a smile on her face and a big heart, Grace tried to do what was best. She tried to do the right thing, to be the perfect person, but everyone has a breaking point. And for Grace, I think her breaking point was the best thing to ever happen to her. It woke her up. It made her take chances. It forced her to discover who Grace really was. It opened her eyes to the ugliness of rumors and made her stand up for herself. And just when Grace was about to give up on love, she was presented with Jackson. Now, Jackson is the kind of man that your parents warn you about. He’s gruff, moody and has a terrible reputation. He’s known as the town monster. But, let me tell you, there is so much more to this man that meets the eye. He is the kindest, sweetest, most swoon-worthy man ever. You just have to break down his walls in order to see it. Together, Jackson and Grace shouldn’t work. They are so opposite, but somehow they just mesh. Their broken souls call out to each other and their connection is one that can not be denied. I love, love, loved watching these two navigate their way to a hea. I loved watching them grow and fall in love and be who they were always destined to be. Their path to hea definitely wasn’t an easy one, but man was the journey ever worth it. I just couldn’t get enough of their story and couldn’t help but hold my breath as I was reading through the pages.
Disgrace isn’t just a story about love or second chances. It’s a story about growth and self discovery. It’s a story of pain and loss. It is a story of betrayal and healing. It is a story that will work itself into your heart and will hold on tight. It is emotional and heartbreaking and beautiful all at the same time. It is a story that will bring tears to your eyes and that will have you hoping you wore waterproof mascara that day. It is a story that once you start it, you won’t be able to put it down. A story that will have you rooting for second chances, true love and happily ever afters. A story that will stay with you long after THE END.
I have never connected with a story or characters the way I have with Disgrace. I hope that you will take this journey and that you will fall in love with Jackson and Gracelyn as I have.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review*
“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.”
“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.”
“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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