Destined to Play is marketed as the next Fifty Shades of Grey, even down to having text on the back of the book saying “If you liked 50 Shades of Grey, you will love Destined to Play.” I didn’t love Fifty Shades of Grey, and nor do I love this book.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s well-written, but I just found it to be unexciting, and pretty unbelievable in places. The lead character, Alexandra Blake, goes to give a series of lectures on her chosen field and meets up with Jeremy Quinn, the man who was her best friend and super hot lover during their University days. Given her marriage is lacklustre and she hasn’t had sex with her husband in ages, she conveniently forgets all about him and embarks on a kinky weekend with Jeremy.
And kinky it is. It involves blindfolds and lots of hot sex in unusual places and predicaments. And Alexandra – despite her initial misgivings – loves every minute of it. I can’t say much more without giving too much away, but let’s just say it’s packed full of sexual encounters, and that an important – and potentially sticky – part of the plot was wrapped up far too conveniently, leaving me feeling a bit “meh” about the whole thing. I couldn’t identify with the characters either, nor did I particularly like either of them. I’ll read the other two books if I can bag review copies, but I wouldn’t put my hand in my pocket. I’m not that bothered about finding out what happens next.