Sorrows Of Adoration by Kimberly Chapman
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This is not a book I would have picked up of my own volition, but since it was written by a friend and lent to me by another and I initially started reading it out of that "obligation" of friendship.
At 2:00 Wednesday morning, I finally decided I needed to get to bed. And then I spent all of Wednesday in a melancholy book funk because I was so smitten with the characters and the what will happen next. That night, I was up until the wee hours again to finish it.
Sorrows of Adoration starts out in, what I assume, is a typical romance novel manner. (I say "what I assume," because I don't read that stuff. The only romance novel I've ever read is the one I snuck from my sister's collection... the one about sexy aliens...). I didn't mind the overindulgence of lovicuddles and kisses and proclamations of love, partially because I am a closet romantic, but mostly because I knew, based on the title and the blurb, that this wasn't going to last.
Plus I know Kimberly Chapman. There is no way she was going to give me a squishy romance novel!
Soon enough, the Big Bad ThingTM happens, and the results of that event is where this book takes a dynamic twist that removes it from the ranks of silly romance. It delves deep into the darkness of emotion and relationships, proving the phrase "you always hurt the ones you love." It even goes well beyond the feminist twist trope of a strong female who doesn't need a man to save her.