Thanks to the Nook iPad app, I downloaded Lover Reborn at 9:20pm (California time) on Monday night and read non-stop until I finished at 2:51am. And I’m not kidding about the non-stop … no bathroom breaks, no sips of water, I don’t even think I changed my position on the couch. I was the 1st FVBR reviewer to finish it, so here’s a quick down and dirty review. Another reviewer will post something more in depth in the future.
In short, I loved this book. And it was extremely emotional. I started crying on page 70 and never stopped. I’m not a crier. My husband has probably seen me cry 5 times in our 13 years together. Let’s just say he was a little freaked out last night. But last night I cried for:
- Tohr and Wellsie
- Tohr and No’One
- John Matthew and Xhex
- Xhex and No’One
- Qhuinn and Blay
So be prepared for emotional plots. There’s turmoil, fighting, acceptance, denial, uncovering of truths, resistance to love, and some super hot sex. Oh sweet Jesus, John Matthew is one big hunk of walking sex.
There’s several “self-pleasuring” scenes (WIN). There’s complicated Needings (yes, that’s plural). There’s awesome wise-cracking dialogue amongst the brothers and then the next chapter everything is turned upside down. Lassiter isn’t so unflappable after all. So in other words, there’s a lot going on. And I think Ward did an amazing job with each plot and weaving everything together. I know people are concerned with the Tohr/Wellsie/No’One thing, and I think it is all well handled. There were definitely times I wanted to yell at Tohr to pull his head out of his ass and times I wanted to yell the same thing at No’One but in the end it all worked for me. And then we have Qhuinn and Blay. I cried again this morning when stirring my breakfast mocha at the very thought of the two of them and waiting until March 2013. Really? 2013? Ward is an evil woman.
It’s been a long time since I read something that took me to the point of a good crying jag. And to that I say, “Well done J.R. Ward.”
As he trained his eyes on her once again, she thought his name was indeed apt. Lo, how he was tormented.
As Blay started to straighten, like a message had been received, Qhuinn thought, That’s right, buddy.
“Yeah, bitch, I am,” Vishous ground out.