My Review: One Week by Roya Carmen

My Review:  One Week by Roya CarmenOne Week by Roya Carmen
Publication Date: June 21, 2018
Genres: Affair, Contemporary, Romance, Taboo
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A troubled marriage. A one week hall pass.

Gabriella Moore has it all; a beautiful husband, two adorable children, and a dream home. Yet, when, by chance, she befriends Eli online, she falls fast. And hard. She knows she must let him go, and saying goodbye is one of the hardest things she’s ever done, but she resolves to move on and forget about her beautiful stranger.

But then… she makes an unexpected discovery, and it shakes her perfect world to its core. Rules don’t apply anymore. An arrangement is made, and her husband gives her just one week with Eli. The rules are clear: One week. Sex only. No contact thereafter. Seems simple enough, but it’s never simple when it comes to love.

My Review

One Week by Author Roya Carmen is a contemporary romance, love affair novel.

“Life goes on, no matter how you feel inside. You put on a brave face for those around you.”

Gabbie married her husband, had two beautiful children she adored, and a life most would call a dream. For her it wasn’t. For her, it became a numb routine she followed day after day. However, hidden in that path to nowhere was a man, Eli, and he made her world come to life.

“…that’s the exact moment I turn down that forbidden road, the one with all the warning signs I refuse to pay attention to. I’m speeding along, to god knows where.”

Some people in life are just meant to be. Right or wrong. It is. They are. I knew. I felt this deep in my bones. I cried because of it. Fat, ugly tears ran down my face and a wound opened in my heart. But, I felt their truth. I felt their need for each other. Their desperation to be seen in each other’s eyes.

“I wonder if we were meant to meet, if Eli and I are more than chance, if we are destiny.”

Gabbie was so many women we know. She wore the “mom” cap, the “wife” cap, the “best friend” cap, but had no cap of her own that truly defined her. Her loneliness was one I could reach out and touch, like a well-defined object with corners and angles. In spite of this, I loved that she was a fabulous mom and wife, and knew when to draw the line. The enigmatic Eli definitely caught my attention. He was a healing salve, a fresh wind after too long in the heat. I adored this man. And his description, wow! Not only was he the most kind and caring soul, he was the pure definition of sexy.

“She’s under my skin.”

Some words are game-changers. This sentence was it for me. It made me have the longest pause…..beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Everything shifted after this. The anger. The sadness. The incredulity. It flooded in and my emotions flew to another planet. The story took on a new rhythm, one that was not easily defined or always apparent to comprehend. I was lost to the tornado of emotions, tangled up in knots, having no idea how the torrent would calm, but knowing a change was necessary.

“You were not just a distraction,” I tell him. “You were everything.”

One Week was so much more than an affair. It was an awakening in the universe, coming alive with the knowledge that life is for living and loving, not just existing . I didn’t want this story to end. It is one of favorite novels in this trope and one of my favorite reads of the year. If you are not a fan of love affairs, don’t let that detour you from this novel. Inside you will find a profound and beautiful love that is absolute perfection, with an ending that will make your heart burst wide open with pure joy.

5 Stars


Dear Eli,

First, I just want to tell you how much you mean to me. And that’s the problem… you mean more to me than you should. I keep telling myself that we’re just friends, but I think we both know we’re more than that. I’m not exactly sure what I am to you, but you are everything to me. I think about you all the time, every hour of every day. It’s a little ridiculous, to be honest. I am a happily married mother of two, and I should start acting like it.

I’ve really enjoyed our conversations about art and life, but it’s time for me to end this. For a bachelor like you, this is just a fun distraction I’m sure. But for me, it’s so much more, and it really shouldn’t be. What I’m doing with you is not right. I love my husband and my children, so it’s because of them that I need to say goodbye.

I’ll always remember you. : ) And I’ll smile every time I do.

Your friend,



It’s just one or two paragraphs, but I’ve second-guessed every word, have pored over every single sentence, debating whether the right sentiments were expressed. I’ve spent over an hour going over it. Over and over. I’ve read the message more times than I can count. The last thing I want to do is hurt him. He just doesn’t fit into the picture. My picture; John and me, and the kids, and the white picket fence, the perfect life. He should have never been in it. Some days, I wish I’d never met him. Others, I’m so glad I did. For the brief time that I knew him, he truly was one of the best things in my life.

My heart is hammering, threatening to burst as I swallow hard, and finally press on the ‘Send’ arrow. As soon as I do, I feel sick. A heavy weight presses down at the center of my chest, threatening to crush me. I’ve never felt so horrible, so lost.

But it had to be done. I tell myself I’ve done the right thing. For my family. For me. For him.

Our relationship flashes before my eyes — the laughs, the jokes, every single conversation, every wink, every little skip of my heart, his beautiful eyes, and his sweet smile. Damn… his smile.

It all started innocently enough, as these things often do…

About Roya Carmen

Roya Carmen is a busy mom, romance writer, designer, bookworm, chocoholic, and hopeless romantic. There’s nothing she enjoys more than making up stories about love, and sharing them with her readers.

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