Fifty Shades Trilogy by E. L. James to me is one of the best love stories of all time. Sure, it had it's cliche bits and pieces but it had one thing that trumps stories like Romeo and Juliet and that's realism. Looking back to when I first stumbled upon the first book in the series, Fifty Shades of Grey, I remember thinking "This is going to be
another hyped, cliche book." I was so glad to be disappointed.
I loved that Christian Grey was flawed in the most human of ways. He wasn't a human killing vampire, or a serial killer who needed some major intervention. He was just a regular person like us with parental trauma. Anna was a young girl, with dreams and needs, and she fell hard for the hot, brooding, handsome fella. But not so much that she lost her wits. It felt relatable.
The romance and sexiness of the book too can hardly be trumped. Although, it didn't show BDSM in all that it should be, but I guess that's because the focus of the story wasn't that. I remember getting goosebumps during their first elevator kiss, where Christian said and I quote "Fck the paperwork." That part was hot, I'm not gonna lie. And there was the time in the second book where Christian was trying to make amends and he kissed her by an alley on their way to dinner. Sexy! I wouldn't go into all the other much more sexy details for the sake of minor readers but the book really is rated 18.
In all, Fifty Shades was a gift given to us in form of a book. It made us realize that you don't need vampires, or murderers or all that extreme paranormal stuff to have an epic romance. All you need are two broken people whose pieces fit.
The Fifty Shades Trilogy