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Title: Desolate
Series: Grace Trilogy #1
Author: Autumn Grey
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 24, 2018
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There are angels and demons at
war inside my head.
I had it all figured out: finish high school, attend seminary and finally
answer my calling of becoming a priest. What I hadn’t counted in the equation
was her.
Grace Miller.
The girl who was always out of my reach. The girl who still makes me lose my
breath with just a look.
Little did I know she would become my temptation and vice, and quite possibly,
my ruin.
Now I’m standing at a crossroads, and my head is a battlefield. How do I choose
sides when it means losing a part of who I am?
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OUR REVIEW
“Love or Duty, 5 stars”
I absolutely love the way Grey story tells and one-click her without a second look. When I got into Desolate I didn’t realize its part of a trilogy. I loath trilogies, but this story? It needs to be told in more than one book. Grey gives us a story that is heart wrenchingly beautiful and makes you hold your breath. I don’t know what will happen between Solomon and Grace, but I hope they will get the ending they both deserve.
Solomon was an angry child turned into a determined teenager. He met Grace as a kid and has always been drawn to her. Now before he leaves for Seminary they really click and then everything kind of goes sideways. Sol has to decide between the duty he feels towards God and the love he feels towards Grace, because we both know he cannot have both.
Grace keeps to herself after a bad experience with an old boyfriend. So, when Solomon and his friends befriend her she doesn’t know what to think. She’s known Sol since they were kids and has always known his plan to become a priest, but she can’t help the way she feels. Will she be able to change his mind?
My heart broke for Grace because it was like she couldn’t catch a break. Solomon wants his cake and to eat it too when there is no way. It’s a messy situation that makes you hold your breath. Grey sucks us into this slow burn and leaves us as embers waiting to come back to a full flame with the next book in the series. Desolate is one of those stories that will stick with you and stay in the forefront of your mind. If you love a story where one must make a choice, then this story may be the one for you.
Plot-5/5
Characters-5/5
Heat-5/5
Writing style-5/5
Overall-5/5
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“Can I ask you something?
It’s totally fine to say no.” She adds the last part quickly. She smiles and
looks at the spot over my shoulder, her fingers tapping a quick beat on the
table. She looks vulnerable, her eyes wide, allowing me to see how nervous she
is. I mean, how can I say no to her?
“Sure.” I settle back on
the seat and stretch my arms along the back of it.
“Can I . . . can I kiss
you?” Her eyes snap back to mine, and she hurriedly adds, “I know you’re
heading to Boston in a few weeks and—” She sucks in a deep breath. “I really want to kiss you. I promise I
won’t try to do anything else. Just kiss you.”
Holy. Shit.
I take a deep breath,
letting her words sink in, and realize I’m breathing faster than normal. My
gaze falls on her mouth, and I literally stop breathing because that mouth, God help me. It’s like a gateway
to a whole new galaxy where secrets and wishes are waiting to be unveiled.
I need to kiss her. I
want to discover the universe beyond those full lips. I’ve been fighting the
need to kiss her since I walked inside the diner and saw her wiping down the
counter. But my brain is telling me it’s a bad idea and kissing her will
irrevocably change me. Change my life. I know I won’t be able to come back from
that. But the other part of me, the part that has a hopeless, desperate crush
on this girl, just wants to drag her onto my lap and let her do whatever she wants.
“It’s getting late. We
should probably lock up and leave,” she says in a small voice when I take too
long to reply. She pushes her hair back before standing up and starting to
stack our plates together. Her gaze meets mine briefly. “Look, I’m sorry I made
this awkward. It’s not fair to you—”
I reach out, curling a
finger through the belt loops on her jean shorts, and tug. But she doesn’t move
toward me. Instead, her grip around the plates grows tighter, and she turns to
leave.
“Gracie.” I tighten my hold,
forcing her to set everything back on the table and look at me. “Come here.”
I pull her close while
placing my other hand on her hip. Then, I slide both hands in the back pockets
of her shorts, pulling her closer until all I can see is her face and her
lips—so close to mine.
Her chest rises and falls
quicker than before, and I realize mine’s doing the same. We stare at each
other. I wonder if she regrets asking to kiss me. That thought makes my chest
ache. Right now, in this moment, with my face inches away from her boobs, I’d
do anything for a chance to know what she tastes like. My fingers skim along
her arm and bury themselves in her hair. She trembles against me, so I know she
wants this as much as I do.
Earlier today after
leaving work, I drove home. My mind was preoccupied, and I was restless, so
after taking a shower, I got into my car. And somehow, I found myself parking
the truck outside the diner. Maybe this is why I came here; I don’t know. But I
really want to find out.
“Do it.” My voice is a whisper.
I’m almost breathless with want. I want to yank her down and kiss her myself,
but she looks like she’s about to flee. So I let her come to me. “Kiss me.”
She sinks her teeth in
her bottom lip as she comes closer. I’m glad I’m sitting down because my knees
are shaking with anticipation. Then her lips touch mine, her eyes on me the
whole time. Need has my fingers tightening in her hair as she presses her lips
more firmly to mine. Her tongue peeks out, running along the seam of my lips. I
groan and shift on the seat to ease the discomfort in my pants. My mouth opens,
and the second her tongue touches mine, my body rattles with a shiver. This
moment feels sacred. Like a blessing. It feels blasphemous and holy all at
once. It scares me.
Tugging her into my lap,
I fist her hair in my hands as I incline her hear further, fusing our lips
together more firmly. But our noses are in the way, and we have to find the
right angle to stop bumping into each other. It’s frustrating at first because
I want her lips on mine and her breath mingling with my breath. Our heads
finally slant in the right positions, and our lips fit perfectly. We both
exhale in relief and groan at the contact.
Something in me breaks
loose. Suddenly I’m pulling at her hair frantically, and my kisses become
hungry and aggressive. I’m trembling and desperate and all I can think is I’ve
never felt anything like this before, and I don’t ever want to stop or let her
go. I don’t need to wonder if she’s enjoying this kiss too. Her hands fisted in
my hair, yanking me closer and closer are all the answers I need. She’s
pressing her chest into mine, and I swear I can feel her heart hammering.
Neither one of us wants it to end.
We break apart and gulp
for air, and my hands leave her hair, greedy to explore other parts of her, but
they end up on her hips, pulling her further into me.
“More,” I beg, because
right now, that’s all I can do.
Beg like my life depends
on it. At this point, I feel like I’m about to go up in flames.
AUTHOR BIO
Autumn
Grey writes sexy, angsty contemporary romance that always ends with a happy
ever after. She loves reading stories
with flawed and quirky characters, broody alphas and sassy heroines.
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