New Release: My Soul to Keep by Kennedy Ryan

New Release:  My Soul to Keep by Kennedy RyanMy Soul to Keep by Kennedy Ryan
Series: Soul #1
Publication Date: November 16, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
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Synopsis

Synopsis

It seems the things worth keeping are often the hardest to hold...

KAI

I had two things in life that mattered. My mother and my music.
Mama was taken from me too soon, and now music is all I have left. It’s the thing that’s pushed me right out of backwoods Georgia into Los Angeles, where the line between fantasy and reality shimmers and blurs. I’m finally making my way, making my mark. I can’t afford to fall for one of music's brightest stars. Not now. Music is all I have left, and I’m holding on tight with both hands. I won’t let go, not even for Rhyson Gray.

RHYSON

I had one thing in my life that mattered – music. The only constant, it’s taken me to heights most people only dream about; a gift dropped in my lap at birth. I thought it was enough. I thought it was everything until I met Kai. Now she’s all I think about, like a song I can't get out of my head. If I have to chase her, if I have to give up everything - I will. And once she's mine, I won't let go

I received this book for free from Authors in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

My Review

“He’s written a song on my heart tonight, and I’m afraid the ink’s indelible.”

My Soul to Keep by Author Kennedy Ryan is a new standalone novel. I have very mixed emotions as I write this review and remain on edge after the ending that I never saw coming. 

“Some risks are worth taking.”

I started this book several times and had to lay it aside. It wasn’t because the beginning wasn’t well-written, because it was. It was too real. It hit close to home and stirred emotions that were difficult to read through. That is a tell tale sign of a good book. My heart broke for Kai is she cried out for mercy, but found none in the opening pages. 

“Life has taught me that you survive by your rules. When you don’t follow the rules, you get hurt.  Even worse, sometimes you hurt everyone else.”

Kai has a plan and very narrow way of reaching it. It’s just her. She is determined to reach her goals and dreams doing it her way.  Until him. He is her game-changer. His music speaks to her, entrances her, and draws her in to drown in his melody. 

“When we’re doing that thing we’re made to do, it transforms us. Elevates us.”

I love music.  It moves the soul.  Having a story surrounded by it with its rich textured feels and sensuality only further feeds into the story line. Kai’s response to Rhyson’s musical talent was lyrical.  She SAW him. When he watched her dance, he SAW her as well. This was one of my favorite parts of the story. Peering through the body to claim hold of the soul. 

“This joy starts as a kernel in some long-neglected corner of my heart, and it burgeons with every second of freedom this ride offers.”

The crescendo of their binding was not at all what we see in the typical romance novel. It was otherworldly. They joined in ways that few can and create a moment in life that not many can speak of. I found myself in tears, not from sorrow or pain, but from the beauty. I loved everything about this book…until I didn’t.  Reading the last one-third of the book, I felt like the characters were not the ones I met and that filled my heart in the first part of the book.  I didn’t recognize them at all, especially Kai.  She had been strong and brave, determined. Now she was hiding things and bowing to other people’s whims. It was the most confusing and mind-boggling scenario. I was obliterated by it, because this was literally a 6 star read for me. But, I could not come to terms with the sudden change in who they had become.  And this lasted until the end, which left many things unanswered and fractured my heart just a bit more.

“I search the sky now for mercy. For respite. For light.”

Excerpt

I shouldn’t have come. All the things I felt and fought, the things I suspected he felt too, he just spewed all over me. And as much as I want to be, I’m not sure I’m ready. I’ll never forget seeing my Mama in bed for days after Daddy left. And even though she got up, I suspect a part of her never left that bed, but just stayed there, waiting. We had to leave the house where she grew up and where I spent my first years, because Daddy left us with nowhere to go. Mama learned to stand on her two feet, and I’ve done the same. I just didn’t count on Rhyson sweeping me off of them.

“We’re obviously on different pages about this.” I pull my hands free and turn to leave, but he steps in front of me, blocking my grand exit. “Let’s talk later.”

“Enough talking.”

The heat of his body grabs me before his hands do. He traps my chin between two fingers, taking my mouth in a paradox of rough and tender. I want to move. To slide away from his body pressing me into the pool table. But I can’t. Not with his hand caressing my back. Not with his tongue in my mouth. Not with his erection pressing into my stomach. I can’t. I won’t. I have been denying myself this, and I’m so damn hungry. My mouth opens under his, ravenous and wet and hot. His groan vibrates against my lips.

“Yes. Good God, yes, Pep.” His words slip down my throat.

I strain up on tiptoes, clawing my fingers into his dark hair, forcing him closer. He lifts me onto the pool table, planting himself between my knees. His fingers skim my bare thigh, working up my leg until he reaches a damp patch of silk. He pushes my panties aside, rubbing his hand into the wet flesh there before sliding one long finger and then another inside of me. I rock into these fingers which have awed millions with their skill. They own me. I’m the instrument in his hands. He’s playing me. Plucking at me. Strumming me.

He tugs at the wide neck of my sweater until it falls away from my shoulder, slipping his hand in and cupping my naked breast. He brushes his fingers over my nipple, and I lose my mind and every inhibition. My head flops back and I stretch my legs wider, offering him anything he wants.

“Are you kidding me?” His question burns the vulnerable curve of my neck as he drags his lips to my shoulder. “You come here wearing no bra and think I won’t…”

He abandons the words, his dark, untidy head disappearing under my sweater, and before I have time to regain even millimeters of sanity, my nipple is in his mouth and he’s suckling me. Not gentle. Not soft. My breasts are so small, he almost eats me whole. Every draw, every suck, every bite sends a power surge to my core until my knees hold his hips in a desperate grip, and my nails rake across the flat surface of the pool table behind me.

His mouth at my breast. His fingers inside me. His clean scent surrounding me. I have nowhere to hide anymore. I am exposed. I want to spread myself wide open for him. That voice that has been telling me I can’t rely on him. I can’t trust him. I can’t need him—that voice is stunned into silence by his thorough possession of my body, by the inferno between my legs, blazing a hole right through my soul and scorching my heart.

4 Stars

About Kennedy Ryan

I just can't write about myself in the third person for one more bio! I'm a wife, a mom, a writer, an advocate for families with autism. That's me in a nutshell. Crack the nut, and you'll find a Southern girl who loves pizza and Diet Coke, and wishes she got to watch a lot more television. You can usually catch me up too late, on social media too much, or FINALLY putting a dent in my ever-growing to be read list!

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2 Comments:


  1. Priscilla Slone said:

    Great review and well written. Very spot on in my opinion 🙂

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    1. Ella said:

      Thank you, Priscilla <3

      Reply

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