Braving the Storm by Elliott Rose

Alisha Eadle
Sep 21
4 min read

Braving the Storm

by Elliott Rose

Published by Cosmic Imprint Publishing

Book 2 in the Crimson Ridge Series

I’m not supposed to feel this way…

I never wanted to disappear more than while around my family. Briar Lane, the girl only useful for one thing: my surname.

A business handshake and pawn to be traded. My father’s chess piece shuffled between empires. That was my life back in L.A. but all it took was finding the dirty secret stuffed in a jacket pocket, and my entire world unraveled.

So, I fled to the one place I knew they could never find me. Crimson Ridge.

Arriving in this snowy, harsh world, I thought I’d be starting over on my own, but it turns out I couldn’t have been more wrong. The abandoned mountain cabin I inherited isn’t what it seems.

This mountain hides secrets. An ex-pro bull rider consumes this space, and now, my every thought with it... Stôrmand Lane. My father’s adopted brother.

We should never have found ourselves isolated out here in the mountains together, each trying to outrun our pasts.

All it took was one misunderstanding, one line almost crossed, and everything changed.

A girl like me isn’t supposed to know what those tattooed hands feel like, and I’m certainly not meant to feel butterflies anytime that pair of piercing blue eyes land on mine.

He might be my every fantasy, a cowboy I constantly dream about, but he’s a temptation I have to ignore. A man I absolutely cannot find myself attracted to.

Even when he’s looking at me with the kind of hunger that can only spell ruin for us both.

Long, dark nights spent in this tiny cabin can’t be the excuse to step into forbidden territory.

Or can they?

Genre

#CowboyRomance

#TabooRomance

#InterconnectedRomance

Triggers

Taboo relationship (adopted uncle/estranged niece),

Public play, light edging, free use, degradation, overstimulation, light somnophilia, double penetration.

Breaking and entering (off-page), sexual harassment, mentions of the foster system/orphanage, and alcoholism (secondary character).

Mentions/Memories of cheating ex, memories of: gaslighting, threats of disownment, restrictive eating, nightmares, bull riding injuries, animal abuse, suicide of secondary character, suicide ideation, parent in poor health.

Mentions of grooming minors, statuary assault/rape, aiding and abetting, child prostitution ring (secondary characters) .

death of a parent at childbirth, childhood abandonment (secondary character/mentioned), dysfunctional family, emotional abuse/manipulation (from family and ex), verbal abuse from ex, head injury, past arranged/forced marriage, anxiety, infertility, blackmail, use of spyware, threat of false rape allegations, FMC's sister said she deserved to be raped, physical violence and death.

Elliot Rose really went for that many triggers in a book.

That took sooooo long to type out, by the way.

Braving the Storm was ... wild.

Definitely cringy at times ... but I liked it? I think.

I definitely enjoyed it, even if I thought the relationship was morally questionable.

I mean, they barely know each other, and there is NO blood relation or familial relationship between them. It's taboo in name only.

So there is that going for it.

I guess I just didn't understand their draw to one another besides the physical attraction and the fact that they were all alone up on the mountain together.

So yes. Enjoyable. I just didn't understand it.

It was definitely hot.

Like ... insanely hot.

I don't have much to say ... but I think I will continue with the series.

I had some ... but my kindle didn't save them! :( WHYYYYYY?!?!?

It won't even record my rating for the book on Goodreads, because it says it's not a valid book. Has anyone encountered this? :(

For now, here are the most popular highlights, that I know for a fact I liked myself.

For the readers ready to wear the cuff and get on their knees ... Uncle Storm will take good care of you.

If you bed nicely, that is.

Storm: "Put your hands on me whenever you want, darlin'. Because I sure as hell won't be keeping mine to myself."

Storm: "And just so we're understanding each other perfectly, while we're doing this, you so much as look at another man's hat, I'll stomp the fucker's chest better than any bull."

Briar: "His hat?"

I trap my bottom lip between my teeth, mostly to stop the slutty noises threatening to escape with each passing motion of his thumbs stroking over my hardened nipples.

Storm: "You want a hat, you wear mine. All of this, you're giving to me, and I don't give a fuck if it's in secret or not ... no one else comes near what belongs to me."

Storm: "She can hear you just fine."

He snarls into the speaker.

Storm: "By the way, that's what it sounds like when a woman comes so hard she soaks your face and forgets her own name. Fuck off and lose this number, asshole."

She's a glimpse of something spectacular, the dance of fireflies on the night breeze, the rolls of aurora clouds though the skies, the gentle was of the ocean glowing and glittering like it's full of stars. All the king of awe-inspiring sights that your brain can't quite believe actually exist until you see them yourself for the first time with your own eyes.

Storm: "Darlin', I'm the man who is dreaming about you when I finally snatch a moment of sleep."

He licks a line of wetness across his bottom lip.

Storm: "The rest of the time, I'm thinking about you every goddamn waking hour of my day."