Jag

by Stevie J Cole

I’ve had a deviation away from rick romance stories for a while but this one sounded like it was going to be a good one, so I was keen to jump back on the band wagon so to speak and to get to know the member so Pandemic Sorrow, I only hoped that I wouldn’t regret it because from the initial blurb this didn’t seem like it was going to be an easy read…and it was right!

The author used much of this the first book to take a good look at Jag’s drug addiction, was it graphic yep but there is nothing nice about being a junkie so there was no point in trying to sugar coat what he was going through, so for that I admire the authors honesty.  

I can’t say I liked Jag for most of this story and I didn’t want to feel sorry for him, after all he was a victim of his own hand but when he turned a corner, I started to see what the possibilities could be for him. Please don’t think that I wasn’t angry with him I was, but by the end of the book, I think I understood him and more to the point I cared about him.

I thought the introduction of Roxy into his life was a turning point for him, and I found myself reading fervently with the hope that he was strong enough to give it all he had. Although I should have trusted a little more because he had a depth that I don’t even know that he understood and with a feisty woman by his side he had all the strength and support that he needed.

With some beautifully descriptive settings and a strong a passionate tone, I thought this was an exceptional read, I can understand that it may not be for everyone but it certainly opened my eyes.