The Storm by R.J. Prescott
Published by Self-published on March 21, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Marie Kelly is a survivor who doesn’t know when to quit. Against all odds, she’s living a life she never dreamed she could have. It was enough… until a stubborn boxer makes her want more.
Irish charmer Kieran Doherty has been a fighter at Driscoll’s Gym for most of his life. He’s been content to let his best friend take the spotlight, now it’s his turn to make a name for himself in the world of heavy weight champions. Falling in love is the one thing he vowed never to do, but meeting Marie changed everything.
It’s easy to imagine a happy-ever-after when the sun is shining. But when the storm comes, and all hope seems lost, they both learn that if you want something badly enough, you have to be willing to fight for it.
I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book.
Sometimes it’s hard to write a review, not because I didn’t like a book but because I loved it. I’m afraid of not doing justice to the beauty I found within those pages. This is one of those reviews. There was so much goodness found in The Storm, I didn’t know where to start.
I never get exactly what I was expecting from an RJ Prescott book. What I know for certain is that I’ll get feels, lots and lots of deep feels, and more than a few smiles and laughs. Here I found a treasure of a book that was all about taking chances even when it means facing down your biggest fear of all. It also had a strong undercurrent of the importance of family and how they will hold you up even when you think you are down for the count.
I can fight anyone you put in front of me. I will defeat any man who tries to stand against me, but I need you with me.
Kieran is faced with so many decisions to make and the stakes are high whichever way he turns. Does he take a chance on becoming a champion in his own right instead of Con’s biggest supporter? Does he go after the girl and risk being destroyed if it doesn’t work out? As for Marie, she’s lived under a blanket of fear all her life, meaning she’s not living at all. Does she take the chance of coming out from the shadows and going for it knowing that it may end sooner than anyone imagined? Really liking both these characters, I was 100% in both their corners!
There was no shame in losing if you gave it all you had. Trying and failing takes courage. The real tragedy is in failing to try at all.
As both Kieran and Marie explore their relationship and make their decisions, the wisdom and advice that is thrown out there seemed almost Hallmark Card-like at times. At first, this got on my nerves just a wee bit, but then I realized I was highlighting half the book. Yes, there was lots of pearls of wisdom found here, maybe even overkill, but it worked for me.
“That kiss had everything. Magic, fireworks, all that shite girls talk about, it had the lot, and I wanted more. It wasn’t a taste; it was a brand. She was mine now and I wasn’t letting her go.”
It wasn’t just the “feels” that had me cheering this book on. This was one sexy slow burn of a romance, not only because these two had a lot to work through but also because of the ban on sex while training. The anticipation was built up to dizzying heights and once they finally get there, it was the sheer depth of emotion that was the sexiest thing of all.
I can’t believe I’m saying this but even better than the sexual chemistry between Kieran and Marie, was the family that surrounded them, both related by blood and by choice. I fell in love with this group in The Hurricane, but the way these guys stood up for and supported each other here just solidified it even more. Father Pat will always be a favorite of mine, reminding me of my favorite Priest when I grew up, he’s pragmatic and caring, and so very funny. Adding to all the goodness were Marie’s brothers. Let me just say I’m intrigued and hope we get to see more of them.
My one complaint was that the antagonist was a bit much even though he had a small part. That entire plot line was easy to see coming and I found myself underwhelmed.
The Storm was sweet, sexy, emotional, and even gut-wrenching at times, but with just the right amount of humor to get you through and if you find one of those pearls of wisdom worthy of writing down for personal inspiration, even better.
Spice’s Rating: 4.5 Treasure Trove of Goodness Stars
I couldn’t Choose just one song for this book. I knew I wanted an Irish band here, and the first that came to mind was The Hall of Fame by The Script, not for the obvious fighter theme, but because it’s more about taking chances and going for it than it is about winning.
When I finally plucked up a bit of courage, I peeped out of the curtains to see Kieran throwing stones at the window.
“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair,” he mock shouted, when he caught my eye. I opened the window to whisper loudly back at him.
“Are you high?” I asked. “Why didn’t you just ring the doorbell or call me?”
“I thought this would be more romantic,” he said.
“If I ignore the fact that my nipples probably have frostbite, I am feeling romanced,” I replied. He looked pained. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“You said ‘nipples’ and now I can’t think of anything else,” he replied, making me smile.
“Now I’m down here, what’s the chances of seeing an accidental nip slip?” he asked.
“Depends,” I replied.
“On what?” he asked.
“What’s in the bag?” I said.
“Hot chocolate and warm doughnuts,” he said, holding up the bag as if to barter.
“Well, I would have said slim to none, but fresh doughnuts might have just tipped the odds in your favour,” I replied.
“Yesss!” he said, fist bumping the air in victory.
I closed the window and ran to buzz him in. He bounded up the stairwell, his heavy footsteps echoing loudly in the hallway. When he got to my door, he looked me up and down, taking in my short royal blue, silk pyjamas. Dropping the sack, he speared his hands into my hair and pulled me into a kiss that had me melting. Kier didn’t kiss with just his lips; he did it with his whole body. Without shoes on, I was tiny in comparison, but inside of the cage of his huge arms, I felt protected and safe. Despite his size, his lips were so gentle. He didn’t treat me like I was fragile, but like I was precious, as though every touch was one that he was experiencing for the first time and memorizing for later.
Feeling bold, I traced the seam of his mouth with my tongue, and when he parted his lips and touched his tongue against mine, I groaned. Every sensation was too much, and not enough. Breathless, he pulled away from me to nuzzle his face in the crook of my neck. I reached up and gently stroked the short hair at the back of his neck, making him sigh.
USA Today bestselling author R.J. Prescott was born in Cardiff, South Wales, and studied law at the University of Bristol, England. Four weeks before graduation she fell in love, and stayed. Ten years later, she convinced her crazy, wonderful firefighter husband to move back to Cardiff where they now live with their two equally crazy sons. Her debut novel The Hurricane was an international bestseller and finalist in the Goodreads Awards in the category of debut author.
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