Review: The Autumn You Became Mine by J. L. Lora

Posted on October 26, 2020 by Nadene @ Totally Addicted to Reading in Reviews / 19 Comments

Happy Release Day to The Autumn You Became Mine by J.L. Lora. This is the third romance novel in Lora’s A Love for All Seasons series, but each works as a standalone. Read my views, check out an excerpt and enter to win a fabulous giveaway basket inspired by the heroine’s favorite things.

 

I did not read the previous books in the series, but I had no problems following Chase and Laurenโ€™s story.ย  However, I am familiar with the authorโ€™s work, so I expected an interesting, intense and passionate read, and she did not disappoint.

The Autumn You Became Mine happened to be more than a story about second chances. Itโ€™s about overcoming pride and understanding that accepting help from friends or family does not mean surrendering your independence.ย  It also showed that placing oneself in danger is never the best way to address oneโ€™s problems.

I found this to be a well written story, which featured flawed, but likeable characters. Although there were a few times I wanted to lock them in a room so they would sit and talk out their issues. They both failed to recognise the love they both had for each other. Also, the fact they kept doing things to push each other away became tiresome. Despite all of this, I became invested in Chase and Laurenโ€™s lives. I wanted them both to find peace with their past, accept the things over which they had no control and acknowledge their love for each other.

In spite of their flaws they both had admirable qualities. They both epitomised the following characteristics, determination, selflessness, independence and dedication.

I enjoyed their romance, which, despite the challenges proved endearing.ย  Their emotions jumped off the pages and I felt everything they went through. Their pain, sorrows, uncertainties, insecurities, triumphs and happiness combined led me on one heck of an emotional rollercoaster ride.

Secondary characters played their roles in enhancing the story. There happened to be a few whom I enjoyed meeting, and would love to learn more about them.

Overall, Lora delivered a well-paced emotional story which kept the reader glued to the pages from start to finish. Readers who enjoy second chance romance and flawed and realistic characters will love The Autumn You Became Mine.ย 

 

Story Evaluation
Plot
4
Characters
4.5
Writing Style
4.5
Pacing
4.5
Cover
4.5
Enjoyment
5
Ending
4.5
Overall: One StarOne StarOne StarOne StarHalf a Star

 


Read an Excerpt

Chapter One

Chase

My high school Algebra teacher once said, โ€œChase Blake has never walked away from a fight.โ€

And I never will.

I beat a ninth grader talking shit about my big brother when I was in seventh grade. I fought my brotherโ€™s best friend when I was sixteen for humiliating the girl I liked. I even punched the shit out of an old sleazeball that tried touching my little sister when I was seventeen.

I wonโ€™t be walking away from Diggerโ€”short for Grave Diggerโ€” a huge motherfucker with bricks for fists and a single-digit IQ. Iโ€™ve beaten and been beaten by bigger men and took it all in stride.

So when he spits at my feet and tells me, โ€œIโ€™m not like them other punks you fought this week. One of my fists to your jaw, and itโ€™s night-night time. You took too many hits to the head this week. Take the L and walk away,โ€ I donโ€™t take that shit to heart.

L as in loss? Me? Fuck no.

Iโ€™m not about to back down. Tonight, I wrap up my visit to Chicago with a golden bow. During the month Iโ€™ve been here, I won at the poker tournament, and I got first place in the street motorcycle race. Both thrilling and scary, when I almost lost control and sideswiped a pole. My right leg was numb for a week. I press on it, needing to feel it. Iโ€™ll have to race again.

ย But Diggerโ€™s not changing my plans.

I will win this fight to complete the trifecta. I made it here through five nights of getting pounded on, but winning each fight. My ribs are sore, my knuckles are raw, and my body canโ€™t take much more. At least my head stopped throbbing, and I donโ€™t cringe when lights hit my face.

#winning

I know itโ€™s time to walk away for a while. After tonight, Iโ€™ll do that happily. I just need this win.

I smile at him. โ€œI donโ€™t talk shit, my dude. I pull up. Whatever it is, shut your mouth and say it with your fists.โ€

The crowd hollers. Everyone loves the trash talking and ready-to-murder looks before a fight. But thatโ€™s as Floyd Mayweather as I get. Iโ€™m not here to give them a show. I donโ€™t care if theyโ€™re entertained or not, as long as I am.

Unlike professional boxing, Fracas has only a few rulesโ€”the main one is not talking to the copsโ€”but the danger is greater, and the crowd much closer.

Digger has followers on his side. I, Gutsโ€”as they dubbed meโ€” have no one here. I havenโ€™t made friends. I didnโ€™t want to. When I leave, I want to go like I came, with no connections or attachments. Iโ€™m heading back home to New York, where something more exciting is bound to come up. Right after I sleep for a week and my body stops feeling like itโ€™s moving through molasses.

We pull to the middle of the circle. I got inches on Digger, but heโ€™s stocky, which is bound to make him slow. I need to keep moving, bobbing, and weaving while keeping his fists away from my head. Iโ€™m going to tire him out and then I know exactly where Iโ€™ll hit him. That pudgy spot on his right jaw. It should only take a left hook to the temple and then a clip from the bottom. Heโ€™ll go down hard.

Not without a fight, though.

His nearly full-on black eyes scan over me, evaluating, plotting where heโ€™ll hit me, and estimating how many punches it will take to knock me down. That eager rage will be his undoing. Iโ€™ve seen it so many times. These dudes are so thirsty for the money bag, they leave themselves open by swinging everywhere.

The good thing about me isโ€ฆI donโ€™t give a fuck about the money. I like to fight and come out on top. And the hurt. Other than that, it doesnโ€™t matterย  who I fight or if I leave with the cash. So, Iโ€™ll wait out Digger. Iโ€™ve been watching him for five days. He fought as many guys as I did. We both want it bad enough. Only one of us will walk away with it.

Someone rings the first bell, and we stop sizing each other up. The burly guy with the no-nonsense face stands between us.ย  โ€œIโ€™m Joe, the ref. We are gonna do this clean. Only fists. No headbutts, no teeth. Carl over there will hold the money. Winner takes all. If you need to forfeit, you call my name. If one of you uses my name, the other steps the fuck back. If I stop the fight, you both back the fuck off. I better not see a fist after I stop the action, or youโ€™re going to have to deal with them.โ€

He hooks a finger to the insurance crowd. No, theyโ€™re not State Farm representatives. These are the thugs that organize these events. They take the bets. They also hold the guns. Break the rules, and you leave the warehouse with a bullet hole or a broken legโ€ฆif youโ€™re lucky.

โ€œAnd no talking to the cops, whatever happens. Got it?โ€ Joe asks.

Digger and I both nod and pump each otherโ€™s fists. There are no gloves or helmets. The pain will be more excruciating when fists connect with skin and muscle. The spark ignites and runs through my whole body. For a second, my sisterโ€™s voice pops in my head.

Promise me you wonโ€™t go do crazy shit.

I shrug off the weight of Luxโ€™s words with a shake of my head. Iโ€™m an expert at shoving thoughts into a dark corner. Iโ€™ll deal with them after I win.

Digger bends his head and prays. I donโ€™t. If God wants to pluck me from this world, he will do so. My begging will do nothing but make me worry. I ask God for one thing, that wherever I hit him, it doesnโ€™t do irreversible damage. That he walks away from this fight on his own feet.

The bell rings, and we get into the dance, creating a steady rhythm of flying fists and blocking. The swooshing sound of his meaty paws cuts through the air, making my pulse quicken. When I connect against any part of him, itโ€™s like punching an iron wall. Heโ€™s not as soft as I thought. I lose count of the times he swings, sending his fist near my head, the times he connects, and how often I manage to avoid it. I hear the crowd like a faint murmur because, in my world, thereโ€™s only Digger and me.

And that blur of brown-black curly hair making its way through the crowd.

I donโ€™t follow it today either. I know better. Instead, I find what Iโ€™ve been waiting forโ€”an opening when Digger slows to catch his breath. My fist connects to the side of his head, followed by a jab to the jaw, and to his knees he goes.

Oooooh, the crowd goes.

I gesture for him to get up. Thereโ€™s no fun if itโ€™s over this quick. So I step all the way back, letting him catch his breath, looking for the woman with the curly hair again. I donโ€™t see her.

My neck feels like lead, and my head like a lemon between the squeezer handles. Iโ€™ll have to take painkillers tomorrow. I hate pills.ย 

The bell rings again, and we step back close to each other. And there she is again. This time I follow the bounce of her spiral curls. She weaves around the crowd on the left and then disappears.

โ€œWhat the fuck are you looking at?โ€ someone in the crowd yells.

I turn in time to block the right hook gunning for my temple. But itโ€™s too late. The left fist flies on my left through my peripheral. It makes contact against my jaw, rattling my whole head. The force makes my head swing back, and a million stars burst before my eyes.

Pain explodes down the side of my face, echoing from my jaw and all through my bones. My knees give out. My feet stumble back and down I go. My ass plops on the concrete, shoulders follow, going flat against the ground. The back of my head bounces off the pavement. Loud ringing erupts in my ears . The world is shaking fast and itโ€™s dizzying. All goes hazy, almost dark until I can barely see.

Why is everyone so quiet?

Someone touches my face, but I barely feel it. Joe, the ref, comes into view. Heโ€™s waving fingers in front of my face. Why canโ€™t I hear him?

Heโ€™s mouthing, โ€œYou okay?โ€

Shit, I got hit.

I went down.

I need to get up.

Iโ€™m not going to lose.

I try to push off the floor with my arms, but they wonโ€™t obey me. My legs wonโ€™t move, either.

My heart takes off, galloping hard inside my chest. Itโ€™s either a concussion or worseโ€ฆIโ€™m paralyzed.

 

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About J.L. Lora

J. L. Lora is a Dominican-American author of contemporary and romantic suspense. Her stories explore the dark side of good charactersโ€”people living in the gray areas of lifeโ€”playing the cards life has dealt them. Her stories manifest her love for badass alpha heroines and take-your-breath-away alpha men.

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19 responses to “Review: The Autumn You Became Mine by J. L. Lora

  1. They sound like they took the hard way around to love. LOL That can make it all the more engaging when they finally get things sorted in the end. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. They sound like they took the hard way around to love. LOL That can make it all the more engaging when they finally get things sorted in the end. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. kindlemom1

    I’ve never tried this author but I’ve been seeing this around. Thanks for sharing and I’m glad you enjoyed it so much!

  4. JL Lora

    Thank you so much for featuring my book, Nadine. Good luck to everyone on the giveaway! โ™ฅ๏ธ JL