Title: Resurrecting Phoenix
Author: Isabel Lucero
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 24, 2015
Anniversaries are usually occasions worth celebrating, but when your fourth wedding anniversary is also the first anniversary of your husband’s death, you’ll only want to drink your sorrows away. And that’s exactly what Phoenix Nightingale does.
In the small town of Breckshire Wyoming, everybody knows everybody, so when Evan Tyler walks into the same bar she’s drowning her grief in, Phoenix knows that he’s new in town. What she doesn’t know is that he’s just moved in a few houses down from her and is about to try his hardest to break through the wall she’s had up for a year.
Phoenix has experienced a tragedy that nobody ever wants to experience. In the year following her husband’s death, she’s had what her parent’s considered embarrassing public meltdowns, and lost some friends along with her career. Just as she feels she’s at her very lowest, Evan barges into her life, forcing her to get out of the house and look at life a little differently.
He vows to help her, encouraging her to rise from the ashes and live once again. Evan doesn’t know that just by being in her life, he’s bound to send her into a tailspin, because both of them are keeping things from each other, and Phoenix may not be strong enough to handle what she finds out.
Will she pull him into the dark with her, or will he be able to resurrect Phoenix, freeing her from the depths of her depression, and show her that surviving isn’t the same as living?
Resurrecting Phoenix was a great story of loss and love. It was packed with emotion, heartache, love and passion… but ultimately it was a story of rebirth. As I read, I found myself asking…How does one get over the loss of their soulmate? How long is acceptable for the mourning period? Is it OK to feel guilty for moving on? Should I feel guilty for moving on?
Phoenix Nightingale lost her husband and spends a year in an unfathomable state of despair and depression. Her job, her friends, her life as a whole has ended because she’s given up. She can’t see a life without her husband and spends her time drowning her sorrows.
When Evan Tyler moves down the street, his easy going charm, kind heart and striking good looks start to work their way under Phoenix’s skin and little by little, he gets her to open up. With his help, starts to see the time she’s wasted in a bottle and starts to realize that remembering her husband can be a good thing and that it’s ok to live a life without him.
Evan was the perfect, guy next door type. He didn’t walk into Phoenix’s life and just barrel his way through. He saw she needed a friend and he became that friend. In an indirect way and without forcing it… he helped her come out of the depression she was in and with his support, helped her to strive to get her life back on track.
But as things start to look up for Phoenix, she begins to battle with those changes. The internal war she has about moving on and dating again or even falling in love shows how deep a loss like that can affect anyone.
Isabel Lucero did an outstanding job conveying the feelings that Phoenix was going through. The sadness, pain and emptiness she felt was palpable for me, as I read this story. Eloquently written, this was an even paced story with relatable characters and a moving story. Four RISING Stars
I slide my arm into the crook of his and he walks me to the passenger side of his truck. When he unhooks his arm from mine, he grabs my hand and places a soft kiss on my knuckles. I flush as he opens the door and helps me inside.
I take a deep breath as he walks around and climbs in. “All right, time to explore this little town of yours,” he says as he starts up the truck.
“Hope you aren’t expecting much.”“There’s always a silver lining, Phoenix. And today, even if I find out there’s absolutely nothing that interests me in this town, I have you with me, and you always interest me.”My heart feels like it’s beating at rapid fire speed, but he just gives me one of his signature smiles and drives down the road like he didn’t just say one of the sweetest things I’ve ever had said to me.
He seems perfect, but perfect scares me.
I’m waiting for the bomb to drop. There has to be one, right? Nobody is this perfect.