Ally Monroe can’t remember her name, let alone the eighteen years of her life before a car accident put her in a year-long coma. She wakes up to the reality that her parents are dead and she has amnesia.
Released from her long-term care facility to live with her twin brother, Alex, and older brother, Trevor, Ally tries to piece together what she can while attempting to live her life again. Enter Chase Baker, guitarist for her brothers’ rock band, JACT. There is something about him that Ally just can’t resist, but the mysteries of her past are looming in the back of her mind, threatening to destroy anything she tries to build with him.
Do Ally and Chase have a chance? Or is there a secret in Ally’s past that may get in the way?
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Girl with amnesia √
Brothers in a band √
Sexy guitarist in said band giving girl who can’t remember a damn
thing come hither eyes √√
What is there not to like here, people?
You never know what to expect when cracking open a book by a new
author, and by new, I mean new to you. According to Goodreads, Jennifer L.
Allen has more books to her name than Jelly Belly packs into their variety pack
of jellybeans. Okay, maybe not quite that
many. Regardless of my new author phobia, I dove head first into Our Moon and was pleasantly surprised
with the results.
After waking up from a yearlong coma, Ally Monroe doesn’t remember
a thing. Could you imagine? I mean, occasionally I have trouble remembering
where I put the remote control or what I ate for dinner last night, but to
forget EVERYTHING? Even my brothers… It’s almost impossible to fathom. You can’t blame a girl for breaking down, or
panicking at the thought of trying to figure out her entire life. Especially when that life includes two dead parents
and two brothers you can’t recall.
Chase Baker is the strong silent type, the best friend of Ally’s
brother (Tyler), and a man who possesses more patience than your typical
twenty-something year old male. He, along with his fellow bandmates, has been
waiting for Ally to wake up for the last year. She left him once, and he’s
willing to everything within his power to be sure it doesn’t happen again.
The first half of the semi-sad tale is told in the present from
Ally’s POV. The second half is told pre-accident (the one that killed Ally’s
parents and left her in a coma) from Chase’s POV. While it was nice to
experience both characters headspace, I’m never overly fond of the time
travel/POV mid-story swap. That’s not saying that Jennifer didn’t pull it off, she
did; I just personally had a hard time adjusting once I was so used to Ally’s
voice.
Additionally, I would have really enjoyed it if Jennifer had stuck
with the story longer. It was a wham-bam ending and then onto the epilogue, which
seemed overly long and slightly unrealistic. Could it have happened that way?
Sure. Is it very probable? No, not really.
I don’t want to give much away, but Chase should probably be named the
patron saint of patience. Is there such a thing? Or the patron saint of
abstinence. Because, DEAR GOD!
While I wouldn’t label Our
Moon a must read, it is definitely a should
read. You should add it to your TBR
list. You should consider
one-clicking it. You just should. It’s sweet, moves along quickly, and is
thoroughly entertaining. And it’s a HEA. Sometimes in life you need a HEA, just
like you occasionally need a hug. Just think of Our Moon like a hug in page form.
“These smell delicious,” he says as he sets the cookies down on the folding tray table I pulled out from the rack beside the entertainment center.
“Thanks, I came up with the recipe myself,” I tell him. “Well, I picked apart a few different recipes to form this one recipe.”
“So this is a Frankenstein cookie?” he asks as he lifts one to his mouth. That mouth…Full lips concealing perfectly white teeth. Sigh.
“Ha ha. If you’re too afraid to try my concoction, you don’t have to,” I tease. Am I flirting with him? Stop it, Ally!
Chase grins, letting me know he was only teasing, and shoves the entire cookie in his mouth.
“Oh my gosh, that’s so gross,” I laugh.
He smiles as he chews. Then he closes his eyes and groans. And my heart. Just. Stops.
“This is so good, Ally,” he moans through his chewing.
My mind is completely in the gutter now as I stare at him, completely unabashed. I’m sure if his eyes were open, instead of closed in cookie ecstasy, he would see the pure hunger I have for him, not the cookies, in my eyes as I sit here and imagine the various other situations where I would love to hear him say those words.
I try to shake it off but not before he opens his eyes and catches me staring at him. When his eyes widen, I know he sees what I was hoping he wouldn’t. I catch a similar look in his eyes before I turn my head away and shove a cookie in my own mouth.
Not my best move, that’s for sure, especially when I start choking on a crumb. I quickly swallow down the cookie in my mouth with a chug of milk and proceed to try and cough out the crumb.
Chase pats my back. “You okay?” he asks, concern etching his voice.
I nod as I take another sip of milk. “Wrong pipe,” I rasp out.
Out of the corner of my eye, I swear I see a small grin on his face. I’m so embarrassed. If I thought it was embarrassing having Chase witness my anxiety attack, this is so much worse. First, he catches me looking like I want to eat him. Then, he watches me stuff a whole cookie into my mouth and proceed to choke on it. This is just great. Why can’t I just be normal?
I live in South Carolina with my husband and our fur-kids. By day I’m an office manager, and by night I am a student, starting my final semester towards my BA in Psychology. I’ll be starting grad school in the fall. When I’m not at work or taking classes, I am either reading or writing. Books have always been a passion! I also enjoy spending time with my family, traveling to new places, and music.
My Reading and Writing History:
I started reading when I was young, I loved Golden Books, especially the mini-ones you’d get in a kid’s meal! As a preteen I read lots of R.L. Stine, and even some Stephen King! I hated the assigned readings in school because I didn’t like being told what to read, so I never read those. As a young adult, I found interest in James Patterson – I love his crime dramas! I took a break from reading for fun for a bit when I decided to get my college degree and had to read loads of text books. But it was all over once I read Hopeless by Colleen Hoover, as recommended by my sister. New Adult/Contemporary Romance is my genre of choice, to read and to write. I probably average reading a book or more a day. It’s a great addiction.
I’ve always enjoyed writing to an extent. I always liked to journal and blog. Since I’ve been reading new adult romance novels, I have been having ideas for what might be a great story line for a book. I fought with myself for a long time before finally starting my first book. I have no idea where it’s going to lead me, but you’ll never know unless you try.
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Thank you so much! LOVE your review!! :)
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