Book 4, Up In The Air
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MR. BEAUTIFUL (UP IN THE AIR #4)
I’ve been remade four times in my life.
It is a distinct feeling. Impossible to mistake. The very marked sensation of being unraveled and reknit into a new thing, a new person. It can be good or bad, helpful or harmful, but above all, it is unstoppable.
I was remade when my parents died, went from a happy childhood, into navigating a very dark world, with endless responsibilities, surrounded by enemies, and despairingly alone.
It happened again at the hands of a cowardly predator. I’d become angrier with that one, more cynical, and it undoubtedly turned me into the kinky f**k I was today.
The third happened swiftly. One day I looked up into a pair of pale blue eyes and saw the other half of my soul. Checkmate. I went from a completely controlled existence, a life where I made every decision with cold calculation, to a man overcome with feelings and emotions that were foreign but somehow wonderful.
And all too soon after that cataclysmic change was this fourth one, this one where I begged a God I’d never entertained to spare the life of a woman that I could not live without.
Follow all of the characters from the Up in the Air universe in the years after the trilogy, with POVs from James, Stephan, Frankie, Tristan, and Akira.
This book is intended for readers 18 and up.
I agree, this book was a total waste of time and money. Very upset as the main context of the book was only 400+ pages and most of it was not about Bianca and James. There was no point to even having the fourth book.
What was the point?!?
I am not big on writing reviews, but this work deserves one . I normally love this writer, but this book was entirely unnecessary. There were snippets of chapters from the other characters point of view.....it did not flow right or make much sense. It was truly a chore finishing this book.
LOVE Mr. Beautiful!!!
LOVE LOVE LOVE!!!!!!! James Cavendish is my guy. That other guy, in the new movie, has NOTHING on him. If I was single and actually liked going on a plane, I’d totally consider being a flight attendant, just to find my own Mr. Cavendish.
Right off the bat, this story took us a ride of love and loss and healing and forgiveness. This is a retelling of the past three stories, but with a twist. I was very happy with the path that R.K. took in writing this. I was always wanting to hear the guy’s feelings. I love guy’s POVs. So I am completely happy with all the glimpses she shared with us.
“Somehow, I knew, just knew, deep in my gut, where certainties held the most sway, that I would never have enough of her.
I was lost. I was found.”
I have been dying for this!! James beats and other Dom, in my eyes. So I am thrilled to read his past and present pov. So many things going on in his dirty little mind. Who knew how insatiable that man really was!! Whew! That is my favorite part of him. ;) I also love how protective he is of Bianca. Some could say he’s overprotective, but he loves her and wants no one getting between them.
“I saved her life. She saved my soul.”
Reading Stephan’s POV was downright emotional. I had no clue the life he had. I am so glad he meet Bianca, when he did. She saved him just as he saved her. He had the weight of the world, on his shoulders, from his actions, but he moved past them, to be the other part of her soul. Without him, Bianca would not have survived.
Since the timelines all intertwine, we get to see Tristan and see behind the scenes as he works towards getting Danika’s trust back. I liked seeing that. Poor Danika had no choice. Tristan was determined and was going to get her.
The best part for me was seeing the future. I won’t say anything that happens, but I’m glad to see they’re all happy and still a bit crazy. I found myself cracking up at their lives and how they’re all still friends, even many years later.
“I’d hold onto her with the last breath in my body. My final thought would be that I hadn’t gotten enough, I just knew it.”