Monday, 2 July 2018

Blog Tour: Brittainy C Cherry's "Disgrace."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be a part of the Blog Tour for Brittainy C Cherry's "Disgrace."

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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.

Review: Jo

He felt like my favourite blanket and I wanted 
to stay wrapped in him as long as I could.

This was the most swoonworthy story that I have read in a while. I lost count of how many times I swooned over Jackson and Grace's story. "Disgrace" was another beautiful romance from this author that swept me off my feet. A novel that captivated me from the word go. 

“If you ever fall in love again, please let it be me.” 

Grace was a person that would do anything for everyone else. A girl that had spent her life pleasing others, without ever truly knowing what made her happy. A selfless woman that deserved so much more than the life she was getting. But then a string of disappointments and heartbreak led her back to her hometown and into the arms of the mean and moody town bad boy, Jackson and everything changed for Grace. 

In front of the world, she held my hand. 

The story that unfolded from then on was a story that I loved. A story about finding yourself and putting yourself first as well as discovering real, life changing, epic love. That was the kind of love that Grace and Jackson shared and it made my heart sigh over and over. I just loved the way in which love changed everything for both Grace and Jackson. I adored the development of both Grace and Jackson's relationship and how it affected them both individually and as a couple. They had both finally found what each other truly deserved. It was everything that any romance lovers heart would want from a book. 

Our souls intermixed and our flames were infinite. 

As always, Brittainy Cherry's writing was exquisite, beautiful words that I could read over and over again and they would still make me melt. I'm going to have an almost impossible task to choose my favourite quotes to put in this review. I also loved the characters in this story, not just Grace and Jackson but also the secondary characters too. I loved the development of these characters and the dynamics of how each person I met along the way contributed to the story and how it played out. I even loved Tucker the dog. There were a few characters that made me angry and there was also one character who's actions shocked me, but I loved how everything came together for these same characters as I read the final chapters. Brittainy gave me a dreamy ending with yet more reasons to swoon. There was just one teeny tiny thing that could have happened to make it even more perfect. 

With him, I was complete. With him, I found forever.

"Disgrace" was a story of how true love could change everything. About finding that big real love and not letting go. It was a novel that I highly recommend. Grace and Jackson's epic love story gets 4.5 ️’s from me.

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.” 


“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?”



“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.” 

About the Author: 

Hi! I'm Brittainy! Join me as we travel through my mind as a Romance Author. This includes such things as my random thoughts, tricks, tips, things I'm learning, things I'm re-learning, things I'm forgetting, and my weird ways of crafting stories.

Twitter: @BrittainyCherry

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