Publisher: Hidden Falls Publishing (August 14th 2013)
eBook (Kindle): 300 pages
Source: Author & I Am A Reader
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Rating: 3.5-4 of 5 stars
A proper, clean Romance
Ariella was only looking for a distraction, something to break up the monotony of palace life. What she found was a young man willing to overlook her title and show her a new and vibrant way of life. But when her growing feelings for Gavin spiral out of control and clash with the expectations of her station, she will discover that the consequences of her curiosity are far more severe than she’d imagined.
“I watched in helpless horror as two guards hauled Gavin to his feet and dragged him from the room. My voice was frozen, unable to protest as another guard took hold of my arm, leading me upstairs. From the confines of my room, I stared into the darkness beyond my window, hoping to catch one more glimpse of Gavin. He was gone, and I wondered if he would have been better off if he had never met me..
Just Ella is a sweet and endearing love story with a cute spin on classic fairy tales. I love fairy tales and I love re-tellings that keep that magical fairy tale charm and this one definitely does. (P.S. How pretty is that cover! I love it.)
Ariella is a princess who she doesn’t really know what path she wants to take in life. Than one day she meets Gavin, the gardener, who unexpectedly sweeps her off her feet. They become friends, as Gavin introduces Ella to a different world from her royal life. He takes her on adventures outside the castle world and lets her experience life in the town. But as her friendship and love for Gavin blooms, he’s taken away and Ella has to decide if she goes on her mundane palace life, or discovery what more the world has to offer.
What I really liked about Ella is that’s she more than a typical princess and she wants to do more than just be a pretty face. When Gavin disappears from her life, instead of just moping around, she does her best to bring happiness to the town. The romance between Ariella and Gavin is thankfully not a insta-love but something that’s built with friendship. They have to overcoming many different obstacles but that only makes the ending that much more sweeter.
Just Ella is wonderful book because it’s more like just a love story. Ariella is working on finding a happy balance between her role as a princess and her desires to be plain just Ella. Through the different obstacles in her life, Ella learns to be true to herself. Her path to true love wasn’t easy but as Ella and Gavin learned, you have to fight for what you believe in especially when it’s hard. And that makes a pretty good moral to this fairy tale.
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I was born in Utah, but grew up in Flagstaff Arizona and St. Louis Missouri, the fifth of seven children. I attended college at Southern Virginia University and Brigham Young University where I studied English and Theater. I now live in Idaho with my husband and four children.
I have Charlotte Bronte to thank for the courage to write novels. After being bombarded with assigned reading about women who justified abandoning either their families or their principles in the name of love, I had the great fortune of reading Jane Eyre. And that was it: finally a heroine who understood that being moral and making the right choice was hard, and sometimes it hurt, but it was still worth it. After rereading it several years later, I realized that if I wanted more books to exist with the kinds of heroines I admired, then I might as well write a few myself. My books are about women who face hard choices, who face pain and rejection and often have to sacrifice what they want for what is right. The consequences are often difficult or unpleasant, but it the end, doing what’s right will always be worth it.
I believe there is no substitute for good writing or good chocolate. Fortunately, one often leads to the other.
“When have we ever seen anyone else out here?”
“Just because we haven’t doesn’t mean we couldn’t.”
“Well, I’m sorry you regret confiding in me, but I’m not going to stop coming here.”
“I don’t want you to stop coming here. I love that you come here. But you have to let me come with you.”
“Because you can protect me from the wicked world?” My voice was mocking, mean.
His eyes narrowed. “I can hold my own,” he said in absolute seriousness. For the first time I considered his build in relation to something other than his striking looks. The years of hard physical work had resulted in toned muscle and rough, strong hands. He would be good in a fight. The thought made me swallow. “Can you say the same for yourself?”
I looked down at the book I’d been reading, rubbing one hand over the cover in agitation while my face burned. The guilt I felt at his reprimand surprised me. “All right,” I conceded. “You can come from now on.”
He moved close to me, then brush a curl behind my ear. “I’m sorry,” he said softly.
I had to keep myself from closing my eyes as the warmth of his touch rippled down my spine. “I’m fine.”
“I’m still sorry.”
I rested my chin on my knees, staring at the water for a minute. “How old are you?” My quiet question broke the silence.
“Eighteen,” he answered, close to my ear. “How old are you?”
I turned to glare at him but was momentarily distracted to find him leaning toward me, smiling. I had the oddest urge to kiss the smirk off his face.
Forcing myself to look at his eyes, I resumed my glaring. He knew my age. Everyone knew, because everyone prepared for it. “I’ll be sixteen in five days,” I said caustically.
He just kept smiling. “Happy Birthday.”
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