Fifty Shades Freed by E. L. James was a satisfying end to a wonderful and delectable series. I thoroughly enjoyed it and I recommend it to anyone who wants to read a love story with realistic (and sometimes seductively fantastical) elements.
When unworldly student Ana Steele first encountered the driven, damaged young entrepreneur Christian Grey it sparked a sensual affair that changed both their lives irrevocably. Shocked, intrigued, and ultimately repelled by Christian’s singular sexual tastes, Ana demanded a deeper commitment; determined to keep her, Christian agreed.
Now, together, they have more – love, passion, intimacy, and a world of infinite possibilities. But Ana always knew that loving her Fifty Shades would not be easy, and being together poses challenges neither of them ever anticipated. Ana must somehow learn to share Christian’s opulent lifestyle without sacrificing her own integrity, identity or independence; Christian must somehow overcome his compulsion to control, and lay to rest the horrors that blighted his past and haunt his present.
Just when it seems that together their love can conquer any obstacle, misfortune, malice and fate combine to make Ana’s worst nightmares come true. Alone and desperate, she must face down the poisoned legacy of Christian’s past.
Seductive, shocking, sad and funny, Fifty Shades Freed is the compelling final volume in the Fifty Shades trilogy.
This series initially grabs you with its shock value and steamy sex scenes, but the romance — the true romance going on under all the stuff on the surface — seizes your heart. Readers fall in love with Christian Grey just as Ana does and we all learn to accept him — all fifty shades. It’s not only character development and relationship building, but the reader gets to witness a transformation from lovers to true love. It’s magical. I loved how nothing was sugar-coated; James gets down to the nitty gritty without hesitation, and I love her for it.
I loved the arguments between Anna and Christian. They were both in the right — and the wrong — and their relationship grew because of it. It’s such a wonderful example of how a relationship naturally matures. I love how neither of them change. It’s a sacred truth that no one can truly change someone. I like that James holds true to that.
There was a bit of skimping when it came to sex scenes in this one. There was a lot more action outside the bedroom. It drove the book to high and low points rather quickly, and satisfied the reader every step of the way. Don’t worry; there were still enough steamy and kinky scenes to meet the expectations for readers of the Fifty Shades series. Her scene skipping is neccessary to keep up the pace of the book, plus I love how she didn’t fall into the redundant sex scene trap. It’s refreshing for erotic fiction.
I don’t know what to think about the ending. It wrapped up rather nicely with closure and all. However, I was depressed afterwards, it wasn’t because it was sad — it was far from it. Without giving anything away, the ending is a testament to how life goes on. I’m not a huge fan of romances that end with responsibility and “housewifery”. I don’t know, maybe I’m just sad the series is over. What am I going to do without Fifty Shades in my life!?!
Readers will not be disappointed. James leaves the reader fulfilled, complete with an epilogue that quells the need for that Christian Grey fix.