A chick-lit romance, with a few choice words that are supposed to make it some kind of erotica, a cliff-hanger, and a lot of the ingredients that makes for (insert here the title of popular erotica). With my best rose-colored glasses, this was an almost ok book for me, but I don’t remember why.
The plot? Jett Mayfield –arrogant NY green-eyed millionaire, gorgeous and smart—won’t take no for an answer and Brooke Stewart is what he wants. Since they have to work together he proposes a no strings attached sex relationship on a timeline. And Brooke accepts. But the lies pile up and the secrets are coming out in the open.
Since the story has the same formula as Fifty Shades of Grey, I won’t get into the specifics about what are supposed to be facts in the glamorous world of the rich and famous—like all those contracts and NDAs flying around. I will, though, say that in trying to be so many things it failed to be anything; the romance is flat, the suspense is dense, and the erotica is… meh. The climax of the story hits in the end and it’s very predictable; so the bulk is a turn around and around the same emotionless descriptions.
The mayor problem here is the writing. Not because the plot had so much promise, it’s a lot of what we see in most of the recently published romance-erotica attempts; but because Ms. Reed didn’t make the characters people. There were huge holes in the where and how these two lived their lives, their emotions or motivations.
Let’s leave aside the fact that Brooke goes into a new job without asking any of the pertinent questions just because her former boss tells her that’s what she has to do. Also, we are leaving aside the very best friend who is completely disinterested in anything but partying and fooling around and she loves her because she loves her. Let’s not leave aside that nothing about Brooke, the way she speaks or the way she thinks, made me believe she was a worn and bread American; her vernacular was absolutely British and there was nothing in her background (at least what was explained of it) that would explain or even justify that. We can’t really leave aside that her tragic past makes us feel nothing; she is supposed to be scarred and have hang ups because of it, but I just didn’t feel it. Her past also didn’t add up to the pointers we get about it in the beginning nor are her symptoms accurate with the tragedy she lived. So character-wise she is… nothing; the emotional development is poor and what little we get, is obscured by all the inconsistencies.
Jett is supposed to be an American with a southern accent and the same things happen as with Brooke, he speaks British. With the intention of keeping him mysterious, we don’t learn a lot about Jett; Brooke doesn’t learn a lot about him either, so it seems out of the blue that she falls in love with him. If the sex scenes were more explicit or explained or even gotten into, I would have said she is in-lust with him; but that doesn’t happen either, so Jett and their relationship fell really short for me. We do see glimpses of sweet in Jett, we also see glimpses of a hot body, and killer beauty; but that’s all we see: glimpses.
There’s really no conclusions to this one guys. The reason I added the half star evades me now, which means the little thing that I did like, was very forgettable; maybe it was the cover, I don’t know. Personally, I wouldn’t recommend it, but if you somehow found yourselves looking for yet-another 50 shades wanna be (and 50 wasn’t good to begin with) then, go and pick it up. That’s all I can say.
Surrender Your Love Published March 11th 2013 by CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform