Room on the Shelf

*I received this set from the author for review purposes, however, all opinions are my own.* **This review contains language that some might find offensive. However, if you cannot read the review, you should not read the books.**First, let me say that there are a LOT of things I love about Elisabeth Grace. From the first line of her stories, her sense of humor and potential as a writer are impressive and apparent. I laughed out loud, multiple times, and I thought there was a lot of promise to the plot and characters. If you are a fan of decent plot with lots of sex, then this is likely an excellent choice for you. Despite the humor and plot, I found the sheer amount of random sex to be obnoxious and distracting. I REALLY wanted to follow the development of the story, but instead, the two main characters were constantly getting naked. I’m also not a huge fan of the crude anatomical terms, but I’m aware that it’s a personal preference and can look past it if story quality permits. However, there were some beautifully romantic scenes that were, for me, ruined by the random insertion (pun completely intended) of “cock”,…

I loved the ideas in this book, and it was an easy, quick read. There were lots of great moments of humor, and the ending made me happy. I don’t feel, however, like I ever really got to connect with the characters. I liked the story, but they never felt real to me. I would have liked to see more chances to really connect with the characters and become immersed in their story and struggles. I also often felt like the love scenes were awkward. There were occasional crude anatomical terms thrown in for the multiple “close calls”, but no actual sex scenes until the end of the book, and it seemed like the author was torn on how to approach them. All in all, this was a good, quick fun read, which can be read as a stand alone without reading the first two in the series. You can get your copy of Guarded Passion here! *I received this book from the author for review purposes, but all opinions are my own.*