Blog Tour: Disgrace: Brittainy Cherry
Brittainy C. Cherry
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Release Date: April 26th, 2018
I totally fell for Jackson. I am such a sucker for the guys who present as a-holes, but are really vulnerable and have hidden depths. He was such a broken boy that never really had a chance to live a happy, easy life. And I came to like and respect Grace more and more as she started coming into her own. These two had such a deep and unexpected connection that scared them both senseless. But it was like they made each other breathe again, and gave each other some semblance of hope.
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Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again.
After seventeen 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 young 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.
*This book was previously known as Between the Notes.*
After seventeen 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 young 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.
*This book was previously known as Between the Notes.*
Cover Designer: QuirkyBird Designs
Photographer: Rafa Garcia
Model: Christian Balic
"Always and always."
Wow! I had to take a minute after this one. My poor heart has been through a full cycle of emotions. This is the story of two broken and lost people that unexpectedly found a connection and comfort.
Grace Harris Braun's life was supposed to be perfect...Pastor's daughter, successful husband, nice home. But due to her biggest perceived failure, she and her husband grew farther apart until her entire life derailed. She has been thinking that all she needs to get her life back is for her husband to love her again. And now she is back in her small hometown where she is supposed to still present herself as the perfect daughter despite the fact that her estranged husband is there living his new life. She is a shell of her former self, and not sure who she really is anymore. She has always been a people-pleaser and followed the rules. She has lost faith in herself, in God, and even her family. And she is under a microscope and the talk of the town.
Jackson Emery is no stranger to gossip. He and his father are the town black sheeps. No one likes them or wants them there. Jackson's life has been rough and continues to be so. He is the broody, sexy manwhore that the women like to use, but that everyone hates. He is stuck in a rut with no way out. And the easiest way to cope is to keep people at a distance and not let anyone close enough to hurt him. He is the monster, the beast, the ex junkie, and the Devil's spawn.
When Grace and Jackson's lives collide there is antagonism, misunderstanding, and immediate dislike. They appear to be opposites on the surface, but then they start to realize their broken parts and loneliness are more similar then they thought. They both pretend to be something they are not. She is not the perfect princess. He is not really the mean, angry asshole with no heart. They are both lost and struggling for an anchor. They are both seen as disgraces in the small minds of the town.
And they find a torrid summer affair is just what their broken souls need. As they begin to reach for each other, they also begin to start finding themselves. They actually have the power to see the other. But it is truly them against those that do not want to see them together and do not understand the appeal of the bad boy for the good girl. He is her Dark Prince who is drawn to her light. And he pushes her to find her own voice.
Jackson Emery is no stranger to gossip. He and his father are the town black sheeps. No one likes them or wants them there. Jackson's life has been rough and continues to be so. He is the broody, sexy manwhore that the women like to use, but that everyone hates. He is stuck in a rut with no way out. And the easiest way to cope is to keep people at a distance and not let anyone close enough to hurt him. He is the monster, the beast, the ex junkie, and the Devil's spawn.
When Grace and Jackson's lives collide there is antagonism, misunderstanding, and immediate dislike. They appear to be opposites on the surface, but then they start to realize their broken parts and loneliness are more similar then they thought. They both pretend to be something they are not. She is not the perfect princess. He is not really the mean, angry asshole with no heart. They are both lost and struggling for an anchor. They are both seen as disgraces in the small minds of the town.
And they find a torrid summer affair is just what their broken souls need. As they begin to reach for each other, they also begin to start finding themselves. They actually have the power to see the other. But it is truly them against those that do not want to see them together and do not understand the appeal of the bad boy for the good girl. He is her Dark Prince who is drawn to her light. And he pushes her to find her own voice.
I totally fell for Jackson. I am such a sucker for the guys who present as a-holes, but are really vulnerable and have hidden depths. He was such a broken boy that never really had a chance to live a happy, easy life. And I came to like and respect Grace more and more as she started coming into her own. These two had such a deep and unexpected connection that scared them both senseless. But it was like they made each other breathe again, and gave each other some semblance of hope.
This is a story of facing demons, self empowerment, forgiveness, faith, trust, hope, and second chances. It is an intense journey of self discovery for the main couple, but also for some of the side characters. There were layers of secrets, pain, anger, and guilt buried in this town. I was captivated from the beginning and could not put it down. I was saddened and angered by what these characters had been through and what they had to deal with. There was so much hypocrisy and pettiness. And the two people with the truest hearts and biggest need for unconditional love were constantly criticized and pushed apart. It brought me to tears at times and made my heart break. But there was also determination, strength, gradual understanding, and finally some hope and healing that made my heart full again.
There were some really good messages built into this story. It was an intense, emotional, and inspiring story of the power of love, acceptance, and faith. This author has such a way of telling her stories so that you feel like you have lived them. And I am left with a book hangover.
There were some really good messages built into this story. It was an intense, emotional, and inspiring story of the power of love, acceptance, and faith. This author has such a way of telling her stories so that you feel like you have lived them. And I am left with a book hangover.
“Do you think broken hearts can be fixed?”
“Yes,” I said, matter-of-factly.
“They just beat a little different, is all.”
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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.”
“Check.”
“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?”
“Never.”
“Okay.”
“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.”
Brittainy C. Cherry
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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.
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