Review: BEHIND THE BARS by Brittainy C. Cherry

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Behind the Bars by Brittainy C. Cherry
Genre: NA, contemporary romance
Publisher: self published
Publication Date: December 7, 2017
Rating: ★★★★★


I always need to mentally prepare myself days before I start a BC Cherry book. Every book of hers I read, I am blown away and my heart gets this sweet ache which basically makes me a snot demon who has no handle on her emotions.

Jasmine and Elliot’s story is not an easy one. There is heart break, passion, pain, and so much love. They are each others’ salvation, music and life. Neither is complete without the other.

I cried through 98% of this book because the issues that were highlighted and the way Brittainy portrayed it, made my heart so full. The story was written in a way that no one else but BC Cherry could have written.

I will be thinking of Elliot and Jasmine for a long long time. Their love for each other was the purest kind of love and just I cried again because they got their well deserved Happily Ever After.

4.5 Stars!!

~Sonal


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Synopsis:
When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops.

I was the awkward musician, and she was the high school queen.
The only things we had in common were our music and our loneliness.

Something in her eyes told me her smile wasn’t always the truth.
Something in her voice gave me a hope I always wished to find.
And in a flash, she was gone.

Years later, she was standing in front of me on a street in New Orleans.
She was different, but so was I. Life made us colder. Harder. Isolated.

Caged.

Even though we were different, the broken pieces of me recognized the sadness in her.
Now she was back, and I wouldn’t make the mistake of letting her go again.

When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops.
When we met again, I became her darkest storm.

 

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