I received this book for free from InkSlinger PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.RainStorm by Susana Mohel
Series: The Perfect Storm #1
Cover Design: Sue C. Hoffman
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Second Chance Romance
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People say when you’re dying your entire life passes before your eyes.
But it is not my time.
I’m not about to take my final breath.
Although it feels like the end of my life.
The blue folder sits, stamped with bold black letters.
Laughing at me. Mocking my marriage. Targeting my dream.
All is going away, imploding. The future I’ve envisioned becoming just debris.
The man I love requesting a divorce.
Making me collapse.
Drowning in an ocean of pain and confusion, I refuse to let this end my life.
This is hard, but I’m stronger.
The rainstorm is hitting me full force, but I’ll stand.
After all, I’m the woman who owns the sunshine.
Contemporary Romance; Second Chance Romance
First Person; dual-POV
Book #1 of The Perfect Storm series
Tears escape from my eyes like rain drops from the sky above, and sadly there is nothing I can do to stop the flood once it starts.
The rainstorm and I are becoming one.
Addictiveness: 4/5 This wasn’t an easy read. It was emotional, intense, real! I felt the need to breath a little. The story really resonated with me, but it wasn’t a one sitting kind of read. As addictive as chocolate chip cookies!!!
Character: hero 3/5, heroine 5/5, secondary characters 5/5, growth 5/5, real 5/5 Multidimensional characters with multifaceted personalities that felt really believable.
I have really enjoyed Rose and truly connected with her. It was easy to put myself in her place and to feel what she was feeling. I’ve loved how she evolved through her divorce process. She was dealt a horrible hand, and she made the best out of it. She had a little TSTL moment, but who doesn’t? Loved her!!! Real heroine!!!
I’ve liked Chase, I just haven’t loved him. I know he was trying this selfless act, but NO. You cannot be marry for so many years, say you complete love and adore her and not really know this person. He was always thinking and talking about the physical part of their relationship, but at times I felt like he didn’t explore true feelings. His love was huge, but sometimes it felt like he loved an ideal, not a person.
Ariel was everything a best friend should be. She was PERFECT! I hope next book will be hers.
All characters were easy connect and understand, even though with some were tough love!
Cover: art 5/5, title 5/5, color-font 5/5, buy 5/5 I’m obsessed with book covers. I love to find snippets of the stories within the art. This is amazing art work. In fact, this is a scene from the book. Is sexy but classy at the same time. I love the colors, the font and how everything feels a bit wet, like rain. I love the sentiment this cover gives. I would definitely buy this book by its cover, without reading the blurb.
Freshness: 4/5 This was refreshing. Different then most books out there. The author explored one voice in the present and one voice in the past, this way she gave us a full picture of their marriage. As fresh as mint tea!
Plot: believable 5/5, conflict 5/5, dialogue 3/5, ending 5/5, enjoyment 4/5, opening 5/5, pace 3.5/5, setting 5/5, subplots 5/5, twists 5/5 Amazing opening and wonderful ending. Very realistic plot with dialogues a bit too poetic for me. It wasn’t a fast-paced story, because the emotions were intense so, a bit of a struggle a few times. I loved the conflict, I was surprised by the unexpected twist. I’ve enjoyed this, even though it felt a lot. Great level of satisfaction!
Writing Style: 3.5/5 I’ve loved so many things about this book. I really felt a catharsis trough Rose’s emotions. I easily connected with her and lived through her pain. I loved the concept of the story, of starting with a low, to build up to a high. I really liked the book, but the poetic writing didn’t resonated with me a few times. I will definitely keep reading this series and see more from the author.
Romance: believable 3/5, chemistry 4/5, description 3/5, development 4/5, steam 3/5 This was a love journey. This is the story of how a true marriage works. It has its ups and downs and if you work with the flow you may came back even stronger from a storm. For all the emotions that I felt with this book, I had a problem to connect with the romance and all the poetic writing. I know it must be the author’s writing style, but for sex, flirt and things like that it felt weird for me. Some things I truly prefer in their raw natural state. As hot as jalapeño pepper (medium heat)!!!
Being married for 22 years with my first love without having ever been through a real rainstorm in my marriage I’ve connected with Rose from the first moment. I was filled with what ifs and what would I have done. This book felt very real and true. A marriage is a work in progress, filled of rainy days. I also loved how Rose grew from that storm and would love to believe that I could too, if my storm ever came.
From one side I had this crazy cathartic experience, from the other my hard time liking the poetic style of writing for physical matters.
I loved the story, but didn’t completely enjoyed it!!!
28/35 STARS – 4 STARS (between 28 stars and 31 stars)
Addictiveness: 4 Character: 4 Cover: 5 Freshness: 4 Plot: 4.5 Romance: 3 Writing Style: 3.5
Would I recommend? Sure, for everyone that enjoys angsty love.
Would I re-read this book/series? I don’t know if I would re-read the book, only time will tell. But I will definitely follow the series.
Would I read more from the author? Yes, I’m interested!
“Hey…” He smiled, as a fresh strawberry margarita magically appeared in front of me, and although my jaw was already practically on the floor because of those glimpses of him I’d been stealing, they were nothing compared to having him so close. Those eyes, blue as the flames burning my skin. Scorching me. Branding my soul.
But still, this had to stop. It was ridiculous, and not at all how I should be reacting to a random stranger. He’d probably just recognized me and was a little starstruck. It happened occasionally, one of the penalties of being a minor TV celebrity.
I straightened my shoulders as I turned to cut him off, because if he was under the impression that I was some kind of a bimbo he was so, so wrong.
“Thank you, but I’m not interested, and as you can see I already have my own drink,” was all I could muster up. Although I was pretty sure he already knew who I was, he made no mention of it.
Bring it on.
His full lips curved in a smirk. I turned to look at Mandy Sue, who was staring at us like a hawk. A stunned one, I should add.
He said something in Mandy’s ear and she almost choked, her gray eyes as wide as saucers.
“What is it you want?” I asked, shaking my head at my friend’s reaction to whatever he’d said. “Who are you?”
“Just a random guy,” he replied with a smile, and my own faded.
Just a random guy, I thought while gazing at him. No, that was not true. A random guy would not look like that. There was nothing random about him. How his Henley T-shirt fit him and how I wanted to draw a road on his skin going south…
There was nothing random about the way my body reacted to his presence, alienating all my senses. Those eyes watching me so intensely as if they knew all the secrets of my body… and my soul.
There was nothing random about the way I trembled when his hand touched my shoulder softly, warming my skin; proclaiming that I was his and at the same time announcing to the world that he was mine.
There was definitely nothing random about the way he made me feel.
He was gorgeous in a panty-dropping way. More than that, some earth-shattering vibration was coming to me through the space separating us.
No, there was nothing random about him. About us.
“I’m Chase,” he stated confidently, his stare not dropping, not even slightly. Clearly, he was the kind of man who knew what he wanted. “Chase Holland.”
He’d set the course.
His determination like a spell between us.
He wasn’t even attempting to hide his intentions, no acting like a wolf in sheep’s clothing for him.
He was a hunter. The chaser. And clearly, he wanted me as his prey.
“And she’s Roselynn,” my friend offered on my behalf, even though I was right there, wondering where there was a hot potato to shove in her mouth when I needed it.