Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Hallowed Ground, the fourth and final book in Rebecca Yarros’ incredible and emotional Flight & Glory series. I hope you’re reading this series. If you’re not, you really don’t know what you’re missing.
Hallowed Ground by Rebecca Yarros There are some debts you can’t repay.
Series: Flight & Glory #4
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: January 25, 2016
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
Format: eARC, 410 pages
How I got it: From the publisher
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Josh Walker is loyal, reckless, and every girl’s dream. But he only has eyes for December Howard, the girl he's craved since his high school hockey days. Together they have survived grief, the military, distance, and time as they’ve fought for stolen weekends between his post at Ft. Rucker and her college at Vanderbilt. Now that Josh is a medevac pilot and Ember is headed toward graduation, they’re moving on—and in—together.
Ember never wanted the Army life, but loving Josh means accepting whatever the army dictates—even when that means saying goodbye as Josh heads to Afghanistan, a country that nearly killed him once before and that took her father. But filling their last days together with love, passion, and plans for their future doesn’t temper Ember’s fear, and if there’s one thing she’s learned from her father’s death, it’s that there are some obstacles even love can’t conquer.
Flight school is over.
This is war.
There are some debts you can’t repay.
I’m going to be perfectly honest with you: I have no idea how to review this book. It’s not a question of my rating. Hallowed Ground was incredible. If I could give it more than five stars, I would. It’s just that… I’m afraid anything I say will give away the story. I’m going to be very cautious and keep this short and sweet so that I don’t ruin one single minute of this gorgeous, emotional story for you.
If you loved Josh and Ember, Jagger and Paisley and Grayson and Sam as much as I do, this book is a no-brainer. You simply have to get the final chapter in their story. Yes, Josh and Ember are undoubtedly the stars of this book, but each of our other four favorites play an important part in the story and, for better or for worse, I loved spending time with each and every one of them again.
This book will rip your heart out. I promise you that. I cried more than I should probably admit. There are good and bad feels and you will feel every single one of them. Or at least you will if you’re an emotional reader like I am. But I really think you’d have to be dead inside to NOT feel this book. It’s a tough one. I can, however, assure you it is worth it in the end. It was a perfect ending to the Flight & Glory series. It was real and powerful and I loved it.
I’m so glad I stumbled across Full Measures nearly two years ago. The Flight & Glory series is definitely one of my all time favorite new adult series and I can’t recommend it highly enough. Be advised, however, this series is NOT for the faint of heart. If you can handle LOADS of emotions mixed in with sexy, swoony romance between kickass heroines and utterly amazing heroes, then I hope you’re already reading this series. If you’re not, you should be.
I received a copy of this book from the publisher, via NetGalley, in exchange for an honest review.
“You are my dream now, December Howard. You are everything to me. My heart beats for you, my soul is only whole when you’re near. You’re my home, my shelter, my wildest fantasy, and I cannot imagine a future where you’re not mine, because I’m yours in every sense of the word.”
“It means that every night I’m going to make love to you. Every night I’m going to lick you, suck you, kiss you until you come. Then I’m going to slide inside you so deep”—he followed his words with a powerful thrust, stealing my breath—“that you’ll never be able to get me out. Even when I’m not with you, I’ll be there, with you, reminding you that you’re mine. Every. Delicious. Incredible. Inch. Of. You. Mine.”
“I don’t care how you come home. I don’t care what parts of you are broken, or bleeding, or…anything, just as long as you come home. As long as your heart is beating, I will want you, do you understand me? I don’t care what happens there as long as you come home. Please? You have to, because I’ve built my world around you, our future, and I don’t know if I could survive losing you, Josh. And I know that’s selfish, and unfair, but I need you!”
I pushed my chair out and reached for her, lifting her tiny, curved frame into my lap. Her head tucked beneath my chin, and she curled into me, fitting right where she was always meant to be. My arms closed around her. “We have a month.”
“It’s not long enough.” Her fingers gripped my shirt like she could keep me here if she just held on tight enough. God, what I wouldn’t have given to stay with her.
“Forever isn’t long enough for us, December, but that’s what we’re going to have. You and I have never chosen the easy path. This is just another hurdle.” I rubbed my chin over her soft hair and tried to soak in every detail of holding her—the sweet way she smelled, the smooth texture of her skin beneath my hands.
She leaned back in my arms and cupped my face. “I can’t lose you.” Her voice broke, and tears pooled in her eyes.
I’d never hated myself more than I did in that moment. She’d made it through a nightmare no one should have to face, and I was about to ask her to chance that fire again. My breath hitched, barely passing the lump in my throat. “You won’t. It would take something a hell of a lot stronger than a war to keep me from you.”
I sealed that promise with a kiss, tasting her fear and desperation as she responded. She opened underneath me, and I fused my mouth to hers, surrendering to the heat between us to pull us through this moment. There was nothing hotter or sweeter in this world than kissing December, feeling her go soft and pliant.
We’d fought so fucking hard to get here, to be together. This wasn’t fair, and we both knew it. But we also both knew it didn’t matter. Fair wasn’t exactly in the U.S. Army vocabulary.
I retreated just enough to whisper against her lips, “I’ll come home. I swear it.”
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