My rating: 6 of 5 stars
In one night, I sucked down Tarryn Fisher’s words like they were my air to breathe, inhaling Atheists Who Kneel and Pray. Tarryn Fisher breathes life into a story that hits straight to the heart. I knew that only after a few words, this soul-searing story would be MY EVERYTHING and that it was.
I couldn’t bring myself to the end that night so I savored that last ten percent the next day….
Then I sat, STUNNED SPEECHLESS, as the full force of this storm of a story HIT ME, this hurricane in words. Tears streamed down my face, eyes that were etched for a while with the waterworks that fell hard from mere words…words that wielded PASSION and POWER in spades. This whirlwind of words took me under its spell and all I could do while reading … experiencing … feeling … was pray that I would survive this story.
Atheists Who Kneel and Pray is a title as UNEQUIVOCALLY UNIQUE as the story itself, a tale so UTTERLY RAW and REAL. Tarryn Fisher’s words aren’t just part of a story you’re reading: They are an experience … a journey YOU LIVE and FEEL. I felt every emotion that the hero and heroine felt; their hauntingly beautiful love story was mine. Atheists Who Kneel and Pray is not just a story but a full-blown immersion where the heart, breath, and soul collide as they become one.
Gorgeous musician, David, needs a muse to give his songs that edge. Beautiful Yara is cynical, a non-believer of love, a floater from city to city. She is David’s perfect muse. The problem is that David believes in love.
The chemistry between Yara and David is palpable; their connection is passionate. I could feel their fire spark through the pages. Fire and ice is one fierce combination.
This was what it was like to be worshipped.
Real love is sacrifice and commitment.
Love was a leap of faith. Love was just a word until someone gave it a definition.
The problem is that love is not one-sided where one half worships the other; it’s reciprocal.
Don’t let it be too late.
I fell fast. I fell hard. I FELL IN LOVE WITH EVERYTHING in Atheists Who Kneel and Pray. I don’t know why I waited so long to meet Tarryn Fisher’s wonderful and wondrous writing, but I was a fool to procrastinate. Tarryn Fisher writes from the heart where her heart is poured into those beautiful and brilliant words. I felt Tarryn Fisher through her words. I just now need to devour her other masterpieces so I can feel the rest. How could I not feel those too?
Passionately poignant, heartbreakingly beautiful, and spiritually soulful, Atheists Who Kneel and Pray is A STORY FELT not read. I devoured Atheists Who Kneel and Pray with tears streaming down my face, tears of despair and desperation, tears of heartbreak and hope, and tears for love that never dies. My SOUL WAS SHATTERED YET SOOTHED, as my HEART BROKE in the most beautiful way from this beauty in words. Atheists Who Kneel and Pray is heartbreaking and heartwarming, the sweetest torture of a tale, MESSY LOVE AT ITS BEST.
Atheists Who Kneel and Pray is DEVASTATINGLY BEAUTIFUL, a book that bares itself to you but strips your soul bare too. This romance BREATHES LIFE INTO THE PAGES in a touching and turbulent tale where you can’t help but feel something spiritual … something MORE. It’s as if Atheists Who Kneel and Pray is fueled by fate, stamped with a spirit, perhaps something supernatural, which seeps straight to the soul. I can’t help but still feel this soulful story swimming through me, crashing hard into my heart like the tide, my heart pounding from this roller coaster of a Tarryn Fisher ride, a ride I never want to to stop feeling…a ride I never want to end.
“Love is not a part of something else. It’s the only thing.”
A TOP 2017 READ & MUST-CLICK ROMANCE!!!
🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 Devastatingly Beautiful Stars
Yara Phillips is a wandering muse.
She dates men who need her, but always moves on to something new, never staying in one place for very long.
David Lisey is in need of a muse.
A talented musician lacking lyrical inspiration. When he first sees her, he knows he’s found what he’s been looking for.
Yara believes she can give David exactly what he needs to reach his full potential:
A broken heart.
David’s religion is love.
Yara’s religion is heartache.
The bands in London, November 12th. Want to catch up?
So casual. So nonchalant. You’d think we were only acquaintances, that we’d once sipped a couple of beers together instead of tattooing love on our skin and reciting marriage vows. I read the e-mail again and analyze the shit out of it. How can I not? I count out the words: thirteen. The punctuation: four. His name, my name. A flippant, casual turn of phrase: catch up. In the end, there’s only so much psychoanalyzing you can do to a thirteen-word e-mail. I move on with my life, feeling rather pathetic. But not before I e-mail him back. And okay, sure, I don’t move on with my life. What does that even entail? Forgetting? Forgiving? Being happy? Besides, I know what he wants to talk about. I know why he’s coming.
Yeah, sounds good. Let me know when and where.
My e-mail is a word shorter.
A MUST MEET ROMANCE!!!
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Tarryn was born and raised in Johannesburg, South Africa. She immigrated to America with her parents when she was thirteen, and spent the next eighteen years in South Florida where she earned her degree in Psychology, wrote her first novel, and had two children. In 2012, on a whim, she moved her family to Seattle, Washington where she currently makes her home safely away from the sun. Tarryn is the founder of Guise of the Villain, a fashion blog, and has written eleven published novels. Tarryn is a Slytherin.
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