The Prisoner by Rachael Wade
on July 24, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult
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***THE PRISONER is a novella (approx. 25,000 words) intended to be read AFTER The Replacement. Contains explicit material and language.***
My name is Christian Walker, and Elise Duchamp is my drug of choice.
No matter how hard I try to break the habit, it’s a lost cause. Okay, maybe I haven’t really tried to quit this particular habit. All I can think about is owning her. Making her mine. Can you really blame me? With that sinful body, luscious mouth, and wicked tongue, she’s every man’s dream, and she knows it.
No one is immune to her charm, not even me, a man who has everything—a beautiful wife, an office with a view, and more money than most people can spend in one lifetime. Only I know how to make her toes curl. Only I know her body better than the other men she screws in her free time. None of them can compare to me.
But the joke is on me. I’m the prisoner.
The one who will never compare to him. The one man who makes me see red. His name is stored in her cell phone. It’s the first one she calls out to, the first one she cries for when all hell breaks loose. Ryder Jacobson.
The name makes me cringe.
She loves him, and I love her. In my own way, I always will. But the bad guy doesn’t always belong with the bad girl. Sometimes the bad girl needs a good man to believe in her, to give her that final push toward ultimate transformation. I wish I was that good man. That I could be her happily ever after. I guess that’s the thing about prisoners, though. They’re left alone with their torment, and in the end, they have no one to blame but themselves.
I want, no scratch that, I NEED more Christian Walker.
You really need to read the The Replacement before reading this novella. My review for The Replacement can be found here. The Prisoner is solely about Christian Walker and his obsession with Elise Duchamp and we’re given the insight behind what led Christian to have an affair with a waitress who was known for getting around with all the local men. Once he had her, he couldn’t and wouldn’t let go.
If you’ve already read The Replacement you know what a broken character Elise Duchamp was. I really didn’t think Christian was anything like her when I was reading it. But after reading The Prisoner I realize I was wrong. I think in some ways he’s just as broken as her. But we really don’t get to learn why in this story. This is mostly just bridging the gap in a way, giving us an alternate perspective and introducing us to a character that I’m praying gets his own full length novel. His story deserves to be told. And as good as The Prisoner is, there are still many unanswered questions, new questions, and I think the makings of a really good and even a dark story. I can’t stop thinking “I want to know more!” Christian isn’t that easy to read, he’s mysterious, dark, complex, and something is still missing.
Christian Walker appears to be in a lost marriage. I say lost because although he loves his wife, he’s not in love with her. Sigh….so many marriages are like this, except he doesn’t want to let go apparently, and he also has no real issue cheating. He’s an interesting character, torn between right and wrong and choosing wrong over and over. He feels guilt, but not enough to stop. He’s a sexy, wealthy, dirty, dirty, did I mention dirty, boy! There are some super hot scenes happening on these pages!!
I’m keeping my fingers crossed that The Prisoner was a teaser for much more to come. I need to hear his story, all of it.
*A copy of this book was kindly provided by the author in exchange for an honest review*
*Contains sexually explicit content and mature subject matter, including language and elements of abuse.*
A gritty New Adult drama about a young woman’s self-destructive quest to find purpose, self-worth, and love in a broken world.
My name is Elise Duchamp. I’m twenty-three years old and I’m known as the town whore.
No, not the kind who exchanges sexual favors for money. The other kind. The kind who gives it all away for free, whenever and however she likes. I am that girl. The one everyone whispers about and the one none of the girls seem to like, because all of their boyfriends either want to sleep with me or already have. Promiscuity is my thing—the kind that slowly, violently turns my insides black, but gives me something I need.
All things considered, I’m not completely reckless. I’m safe, and contrary to popular opinion, I do have a heart. I live in a world of careless choices, and with those choices come careless people. I cannot judge them, because I am one of them. I too bow down to the altar of the self-serving. I am not a good friend. I am not and never could be anyone’s girlfriend. I’m convinced any goodness in me shriveled up and died long ago.
But I am a replacement. That is something I know how to be, and this is a story of the lengths I’d go to in order to keep it that way.