Hello lovelies and a blessed Sunday to you all. So yet another story comes to an end and I have to say goodbye to the lovely world that I had plummeted into these past few days. As sad as it always is to come to the end of a story though, every good thing must come to an end and in the wake of it; we recount the beauty it brought into our lives.
Enough with being cryptic though, let’s head on down to the sunny beaches of Angel Sands!!!
I will start off by admitting that I deliberately took a lot longer to read this particular book because I honestly did not want it to end. In fact, when I actually turned the page and realized that it was indeed the very last one, I was genuinely shocked trying to flip through nothingness to see what happens next. Paradise house left me hanging on the ledge and parting was such sweet sorrow.
One thing that I can say about Erica James is that she is in tune with what her readers crave for; emotion. I found it absolutely beautiful how the characters, scenes and general story reels you in and holds you there, allowing you to feel each moment, each thought and each dynamic in the conversations without compromising on the individuality of each scenario.
The characters that she created for instance I found were quite relatable, genuine and loveable in spite of the setting and culture being so different from my own. Why? Well because Erica was simply telling a love story between normal human beings without any hidden messages or agendas. They came out as individuals with vivid personalities and realistic lives and experiences.
Genevieve for instance who is the heroine in the story comes alive in a perfectly painted and sustained personality. We get to understand it from her past with her deaf love interest, Christian, her present charming Businessman and friend Adam, and her dreams which the writer perfectly and steadily takes us through. We also get tangled up with her in the love triangles, mother’s frivolous absence and her entire family’s dependence on her in spite of her own weight of the world on her shoulders and ill-confronted scarring ordeal; this of course not including practically running Paradise House all on her own.
Often times I found myself wanting to put the book down and do something else but then found my hands dragging the book longingly with me, even into the loo; imagine that…haha.
To be honest, Paradise House was a touching heartfelt story with real ‘Jack-in-the-box’ surprises that catch you off-guard and keep you tittering on for more. It was also not distractedly over scandalous, and the very few sex scenes that were there were tastefully muted with a tremendously romantic effect. I think a good writer is one who knows when to use their readers’ imagination by supplying very little details, and Erica definitely did justice to that.
In short, I loved every minute of it from the start to the end. I only wish that I didn’t have to face another book in fear of losing the connection with these characters I met in Angel Sands. It feels so much like saying goodbye to an old friend; gut wrenching.
As always my lovelies, it was a pleasure having you over. If you’re a hopeless romantic in need of a healthy dose of romance, make sure to sink your eyes into this masterpiece. Until next time though, read, read, read.