I am psyched by how Claire Kent has taken her post-apocalyptic series setting for Kindled and taken it beyond expectations. She is introducing new lines of stories—some fairytale-driven, others set in the “wild” that faithful followers of the series will immediately recognize as threads of a larger world. She is also experimenting with different timelines that explore how humanity has evolved in the decades since the catastrophic event that reshaped the earth. Devotion is one such story, set forty odd years after the collapse, in the Central Cities where civilization has been rebuilt under the guise of order but thrives on control and quiet tyranny.

Jess, the heroine, has spent her entire life training to become a “palace partner”, a coveted role in which men and women devote themselves entirely to the pleasure and comfort of the ruling administrators. It is a system that glorifies service and submission, one she has never thought to question.

When she is chosen to serve Gabriel after having been overlooked for the role many times, for the new administrator who has come from the wilderness rather than the inner circles of the Capitol, she believes her life’s purpose has finally been fulfilled. But Gabriel doesn’t fit into the mold. He is distant, pragmatic, and clearly disillusioned by the hierarchy that rules the Central Cities. His refusal to indulge in the expected rituals of power begins to unravel everything Jess has been taught to believe.

Told solely from Jess’s point of view, Devotion immerses readers in her limited understanding of Gabriel and the society that has shaped her. For much of the book, she interprets her service to him as her life’s meaning, her devotion literal, physical, and constant. Claire Kent’s writing is bold and fearless here, particularly in how she uses eroticism to illustrate Jess’s awakening. The repetitive physical acts, acts that could easily have felt gratuitous, become a language of transformation. Each encounter subtly shifts their balance of power, as Jess begins to realize that devotion is not about submission but about mutual connection.

Gabriel is perhaps one of Kent’s most difficult heroes to read. Stoic and reserved, he often feels cold, even selfish, until his true intentions begin to emerge. Once the veil lifts, his quiet resistance to the oppressive system becomes the most powerful act of rebellion in the novel. He is not a man who needs to dominate but rather one who protects, questions, and ultimately loves in a way that honors freedom over control. Knowing that Gabriel is the son of Gabe and Olivia from Princess in the Kindled series makes his moral complexity even more rewarding; he carries both the legacy of survival and the yearning for something better.

Kent’s world-building remains top-tier, full of nuance and moral ambiguity. The Central Cities, with their polished facades and hidden cruelty, stand as a chilling reflection of how far humanity will go to preserve comfort at the cost of freedom, realities that we witness every day in real life. I loved how, as much as Jess was utterly devoted to her role, she became his confidante in matters of governance, where her advice was solicited by Gabriel, which made my heart happy in many ways.

Jess’s transformation within that structure, her slow realization that love and servitude cannot coexist unless it is something mutually wanted by both, is where Kent’s storytelling truly shines. While a brief separation between them might have strengthened the emotional arc, the story’s resolution still lands with satisfying emotional weight.

Recommended for: readers who love slow-burn dystopian romance, morally layered heroes, and erotic storytelling that doubles as social commentary.

Final Verdict: Devotion is an intoxicating blend of sensuality, rebellion, and emotional evolution, proving once again that no one writes post-apocalyptic intimacy quite like Claire Kent.

Favorite Quotes

“Gabriel, stop asking. Stop questioning it. I’ve spent most of my life waiting to be your partner. Waiting for this moment. Waiting to give all of me to you.”
He makes a weird, strangled sound. I’m not sure what it means. But his expression twists as if he’s touched by what I said. “I never realized it,” he murmurs, so low I can barely hear the words, “but I think I might have been waiting for you too.”

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