Publish Date: June 28, 2011
Synopsis: FORCED TO CHOOSE BETWEEN LUST AND LIFE… SHE’LL TAKE LUST.
A childhood accident left Emmaline vulnerable to disturbing fugue states that last only minutes, but feel like an eternity. The blackouts are unsettling but manageable…until she meets Johnny Dellasandro. The reclusive painter gained notoriety in the ’70s for his debauched lifestyle and raunchy art films. His naked body has achieved cult status, especially in Emm’s mind— she’s obsessed with the man, who’s grown even sexier with age. Today Johnny shuns the spotlight and Emm in particular…until she falls into a fugue on his doorstep.
In that moment she’s transported back thirty years, crashing a party at Johnny’s place in his wild-man heyday— the night is a blur of flesh and heat that lingers on her skin long after she’s woken to the present.
It happens again and again, each time-slip another mind-blowing orgy, and soon Emm can’t stop, though every episode leaves her weaker and weaker. She’s frightened by what’s happening to her, but she’s even more terrified of losing this portal to the Johnny she wants so badly. The one who wants her, too, and takes her—
every chance he gets.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Hart has that unique writing style that is casual and has me feeling like a great friend was telling me a story. There is always something comforting for me when I read one of her books. Plus, I can’t deny that her form of romance is one of my favorite forms. There is always a wonderful story that comes along with the hot and steamy romance, and Collide is a perfect example of that.
Collide is different from the previous stories that I have read from Megan Hart. I was engaged from the beginning, having only read a few pages in.
Emmaline suffered an accident when she was younger that resulted in a brain injury. Throughout her life, she has had to deal with blackouts called fugues. She has no way to control these blackouts, nor does she know for how long will be in this state. Over the years, she has learned how to lessen the stress in her life to balance it all.
It has been about a couple of years since Emm’s last blackout, and she has moved out on her own to be closer to work. Her life is normal, as normal can be. She has a routine and ventures to the local coffee shop to grab a cup of joe with her best friend, Jen.
Life is normal until Johnny walks in. Johnny Dellasandro is a 70’s film star that is known for racy, raunchy, and randy subjects. Sure, add in any other word to describe something similar to Dirk Diggler in Boogie Nights. Jen is a closet fanatic and she convinces Emm to have a film night. What could possibly happen in a night of racy art films, a 70’s (almost porn) star, and a few glasses of wine?
After one fantastic night watching Johnny Dellasandro, Emm suddenly has a fugue episode. Instead of being a state of black void, Emm has vivid images and the best sexual escapades she has had…ever. And here is where the Megan Hart magic happens. Hart describes the relationship between a man and a woman in such a tasteful manner that reading about sex doesn’t seem forbidden. She writes beautiful and erotic experiences that will have you wishing you were Emm. While you’re reading and envying Emm, you’ll see the plot unravel and fully appreciate the genius of Hart’s writing style. You will be blown away from the events that take place and how they all weave together.
I was completely enthralled and emotionally invested in the main characters. The stories that they each have to tell is amazing individually and together. I could see how they each have their own faults, yet it’s beautiful to see how everything comes together. Yes, some parts may be confusing, but I didn’t understand until one part of the book that just opened my eyes. Truly, an AH-HAH! moment. It really is a love story with an unexpected twist.
I suggest this to anyone who loves a good love story, who loves to feel the emotion between two people, and/or who loves to escape and become a part of something wonderful. This book is for you. Pick it up today. You will not be disappointed.