Review: His by Brenda Rothert

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Review: His by Brenda RothertHis by Brenda Rothert
Published by Silver Sky Publishing Inc on June 28th 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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I’d say I’m down on my luck, but that’s an understatement. I’m flat on my ass. Homeless, hungry and in hiding with my little sister at the age of twenty-one, I’ve never been so desperate. I’ve hit rock bottom when I get an offer I can’t refuse. Sell my body to save my sister? There’s nothing I won’t do to keep her safe. I make the rules and I’m not afraid to defend myself if this rich guy crosses the line. But once I see beneath his cold, calculating façade, the lines aren’t so clear anymore.

She’s an intoxicating mix of tough and vulnerable I’ve never known before. This homeless woman who fits right into my upper-class world is running from someone powerful, and I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her. But Quinn isn’t meant to be controlled, so I’m forced to choose between owning her and loving her. I’ve finally met my match, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her truly mine.



I liked this book, a lot. This is definitely modern day Cinderella done right, and I loved every second of it! I’m a fan of Brenda’s hockey books, love all of them. So I immediately jumped on the chance to read and review this one, not to mention the blurb sounded amazing.
This is mostly a story about survival, and how far would you go to survive and protect your family. What would you be willing to do? Quinn ran away from her home 4 years before in order to save herself, and her little sister from a horrible situation. She feels like she has no choice and she’s been living in the streets since then. Andrew is a New York businessman with a lot of deep issues, his childhood came to halt when his dad died in 9/11 and he has become a shell of the happy teenager he used to be. Andrew has some very particular tastes, has no intention of ever falling in love, but one day his path crosses with Quinn and everything changes. Quinn can give as much as she can take and Andrew finds that very exciting and intriguing. Andrew makes Quinn a proposition that she can’t refuse and the story goes from there.
I loved Quinn, a lot. I have a thing for badass heroines and she’s as good as they come. She’s independent, fierce, and fearless and would give her life in order to protect her little sister. It was amazing to experience how her life changed and how much she deserved a break in life.
“I don’t belong here, in the arms of a rich man who graduated from MIT. I’m a high school dropout. I used to climb around in Dumpsters and eat garbage.”
And Andrew, well he was an amazing guy. He treats Quinn amazingly and also respects her greatly, which I loved. He lived a life amassing wealth and guarding himself from everything and everyone, until Quinn. Quinn was that thing he never saw coming but that changed his life for the better.


“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever been with,” I say, brushing the hair back from her face. “Don’t ever doubt yourself. You’re a survivor.”
I definitely felt the chemistry between both characters and definitely believe they deserved each other and all the happiness in the world. I loved watching their relationship slowly develop and in the end, they both “saved” each other.
“You know, I thought I was saving you from a life on the streets,”…“but it was you who saved me.”
“I’m a modern-day Cinderella. I think we should take turns saving each other.”
Overall, I think this is a strong read, the plot is incredible and it’s full of twists and turns right until the very end. His, is a standalone novel and it’s told in dual POV. I can’t say that there’s anything I disliked about the book, at all. I loved both characters. I felt like there was still something missing, the ending felt rushed, everything wrapped up nicely and in the end I still had some unanswered questions, or perhaps I just needed more. Regardless, this book is pretty awesome and I totally recommend!
“After my father died, I started fighting because of the hate inside me. But I realize now that love is the only thing that’s really worth fighting for. Quinn broke down my walls, and I never want to put them back up.”




**An ARC was generously provided by the author and InkSlinger in exchange for an honest review**



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September 28, 2001

Seventeen days ago, my life caught fire.
Two planes. Two towers. Nothing will ever be the same.
The fire at Ground Zero is still burning, and somewhere inside the smoky piles of rubble is my father. Do I want them to find him? For the first week, I did. I stayed home from school every day and stared at the TV, praying I’d see them pull my dad from what’s left.
I told myself over and over that he couldn’t be gone. David Wentworth was too strong to be taken down like that. He’d show them all. My dad would come crawling out of the pile of debris, still wearing his dark suit. He’d probably pull other people out, too. My dad is like that. He does things people say are impossible.
But the second week, my mom said I had to go back to school. When I told her I wouldn’t go because I was waiting for my dad to be rescued, her shoulders fell.
“He’s gone, Andrew.”
“You don’t know that. Dad’s a fighter.”
She shook her head. “I know it’s hard for a thirteen-year-old to wrap his head around. I know. You want him to be here, and I do, too. But he’s gone. It’s just you and me now.”
I glared at her, my throat burning. How could she give up on him like that? I’d never give up on my dad. I went back to my spot in his favorite leather chair in our living room and turned up the news on TV.
But after two weeks, my school counselor came to our house to see me. He frowned and told me no one could survive for two weeks in there. Then he gave me a pamphlet titled, “It’s Okay to Cry.” I crumpled up his advice on grieving and threw it in the trash.
I wasn’t going to cry. My dad wouldn’t want that. He’d always told me a man’s true measure was his strength.
“Chin up, Andrew. You’re a Wentworth. We’re made of steel.”
Today we’re having a memorial service for him. My chin will stay up, and my back will stay straight. When I look at the family pictures of my parents and me on a long table at the funeral home and my eyes start to feel watery, I pinch my leg through the pocket of my suit pants. The burning sting in my thigh makes me angry instead of sad.
Better. Dad used to yell at people from his company sometimes, so I know he wouldn’t mind me being angry. At night, when I’m staring up at the stars me and Dad stuck on my ceiling when I was little, my stomach twists and hurts with the anger I feel for the men who killed my dad.
They murdered thousands of people. I’m not the only kid without a dad now. Everyone is scared. Nothing will ever be the same.
My mom covers her mouth with her hand, crying as one of her friends squeezes her arm and talks to her. They did that, too. They made my mom cry. My dad wouldn’t stand for that.
Since he’s gone, I have to be the strong one now. I have to take care of my mom like he would. I have to think about what dad would want for us. I have to hold on tight to my need for those men to pay for what they did to my dad.
The firefighters will eventually extinguish the smoldering fire at Ground Zero, but the fire burning inside of me will never go out.


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About Brenda Rothert

Brenda Rothert is an Illinois native who was a print journalist for nine years. She made the jump from fact to fiction in 2013 and never looked back. From new adult to steamy contemporary romance, Brenda creates fresh characters in every story she tells. She’s a lover of Diet Coke, chocolate, lazy weekends and happily ever afters.

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