If I Were You by Lisa Renee Jones

How it all started…

One day I was a high school teacher on summer break, leading a relatively uneventful but happy life. Or so I told myself. Later, I’d question that, as I would question pretty much everything I knew about me, my relationships, and my desires. It all began when my neighbor thrust a key to a storage unit at me. She’d bought it to make extra money after watching some storage auction show. Now she was on her way to the airport to elope with a man she barely knew, and she needed me to clear out the unit before the lease expired.

Soon, I was standing inside a small room that held the intimate details of another woman’s life, feeling uncomfortable, as if I was invading her privacy. Why had she let these items so neatly packed, possessions that she clearly cared about deeply, be lost at an auction? Driven to find out by some unnamed force, I began to dig, to discover this woman’s life, and yes, read her journals—-dark, erotic journals that I had no business reading. Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I read on obsessively, living out fantasies through her words that I’d never dare experience on my own, compelled by the three men in her life, none of whom had names. I read onward until the last terrifying dark entry left me certain that something had happened to this woman. I had to find her and be sure she was okay.

Before long, I was taking her job for the summer at the art gallery, living her life, and she was nowhere to be found. I was becoming someone I didn’t know. I was becoming her.

The dark, passion it becomes…

Now, I am working at a prestigious gallery, where I have always dreamed of being, and I’ve been delivered to the doorstep of several men, allof which I envision as one I’ve read about in the journal. But there is one man that will call to me, that will awaken me in ways I never believed possible. That man is the ruggedly sexy artist, Chris Merit, who wants to paint me. He is rich and famous, and dark in ways I shouldn’t find intriguing, but I do. I so do. I don’t understand why his dark side appeals to me, but the attraction between us is rich with velvety promises of satisfaction. Chris is dark, and so are his desires, but I cannot turn away. He is damaged beneath his confident good looks and need for control, and in some way, I feel he needs me. I need him.

All I know for certain is that he knows me like I don’t even know me, and he says I know him. Still, I keep asking myself — do I know him? Did he know her, the journal writer, and where is she? And why doesn’t it seem to matter anymore? There is just him and me, and the burn for more.

5 seductive stars!!!

A dark and twisted romance that got me hooked for more!

Wow, is all I can say for this one! Its been a while since I have read a mystery romance…..not that this book is classified as one but I felt it should be. Firstly, I have to say; this book is nothing like the Fifty Shades series and should not be classified as such; it is in a league of its own!
This book had me doing the happy dance; finally something different! Sarah the heroine does a complete 180 in life when she discovers Rebecca’s journals. She immerses herself into Rebecca’s world to find out what happened to her. As the story progresses she finds herself living that lifestyle and is not too sure she wants to return to her old lifestyle. She meets some amazingly intriguing men that have her wanting more. One in particular has her blood boiling, but in the back of her mind she wonders if Rebecca had the same feelings for these men too……and where is she now????
This book had amazing highs and lows, I was completely captivated by the characters and the story. The who done it twist had me turning the pages for more; it also had me buying the rest of her books to find out just that! Yes people…..you will not be able to stop just at one, order them all now because you won’t want to take a break after the first one to do just that! Well done!

Reviewed by Rayna

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