Review: ★Deviant★ by @_callie_hart

January 6, 2015 by · Leave a Comment
Deviant
Blood & Roses, #1
Genre: Dark, Erotic Romance
Length: 116 pages
Release Date: February 20, 2014
Sloane

I’m not proud of the things I’ve done.
The things I’ve had to do.
The things I’ve given away.
but I’d give it all over again to find her.

Even if i die trying,
I have to find Alexis.

Zeth

She wants me to help her,
But I won’t.
She wants me to save her sister,
But I can’t.
She wants me to be her hero,
But I’m not a good man.

I am her damnation.

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4 Stars

You think I’m right out of a horror film, don’t you?
“Well this is hardly a fairy tale, is it?”
“It could be. If you let it.”
“Oh yeah? And who are you supposed to be? My prince charming?”
“No, silly girl, I’m the big bad wolf.”

Well, shit! Spank my ass and fuck me sideways but I am officially hooked! Where has this series been all my life? I’ve had Deviant on my kindle since I grabbed it as a freebie back in March 2014 (and it’s still free), but I’ve been waiting for the entire series to be out to dive in. I just didn’t have it in me to read another serial piece by painful piece while slowly dying inside from anticipation of the next book releasing. And let me just say I’m glad I waited, because I have a feeling I’ll be binging on this series.

Sloane will do anything to find her missing sister, including walking into a hotel room wearing black lace lingerie and have sex with a total stranger… A stranger that demanding, rough, with a taste for the kinky, and with a gravely voice that’s equal parts terrifying as it is seductive.

But then just a suddenly as he appeared in the room, he’s gone. And since everything took place under the veil of night in the dark, the only memory Sloane has of him is his unforgettable voice and imposing presence. Unfortunately the lead that she was hoping to get from her agreement doesn’t pan out when the person that promised her the answers turns out violently murdered.

Now it’s two years later and Sloane is trying to focus on her job as a resident and to attempt to deal with the fact that she may never learn what happened to her sister.

I’m an expert at distancing myself from pain. If it were an Olympic sport, I’d be a gold medalist.

Until a twist of fate and a chance meeting brings the seductive stranger from two years ago straight into her hospital.

He is my maker. And he’s created a monster.

Zeth Mayfair is set to go down as one of my favorite anti-heroes. Just this small taste of him in this book and I’m already absolutely hooked. This is no good guy. This is a criminal with a taste for violence. A man that likes his sex on the side of rough and kinky. Basically the Holy Grail of anti-heroes for me.

When Zeth makes Sloane a deal to help find her missing sister, she knows that she will willingly agree to any of his demands. The terrifying thing is that she won’t just be agreeing, she craves it.

I’m not fucking anyone but you from here on out, sweetheart.”
“Until you get bored, you mean?”
“Until I get shot and it sticks. Until you pack up all your shit and run from me. But let me just say this, Sloane…Don’t bother running. I’ll only have to come find you.

I don’t want to give you any more than that because this is a short novella, and I don’t want to give too much away. But even though this is a short book, it packs quite a punch. Don’t go into this expecting rainbows and unicorns. This is DARK and I have a feeling it will get even darker. This takes you into the underbelly of the Seattle mob syndicate. It’s a no holds barred and no punches held type of story. It’s violent, a little depraved, and a whole lot addicting.

I’ve seen some people reference to a certain scene in the book and I was curious as to what got this type of response. I can definitely see how it may not be for everyone, but I guess this desensitized pervert didn’t have an issue with it. Considering the title of the book, it made a certain type of sense. Especially seeing as how Sloane willingly gives herself over to Zeth’s demands.

In a 4 words? This. Was. Fucking. Awesome.

Now diving straight into Fracture

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Review: ★One Night of Trouble★ by @ElleKennedy

January 5, 2015 by · Leave a Comment
One Night of Trouble (After Hours #3)
Author: Elle Kennedy
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: Jan 5, 2015

No More Mr. Nice Guy…

The moment AJ Walsh sees the sexy, tattooed pixie walk up to his bar, it’s lust at first sight. He’s always been labeled the “nice” guy―opening doors, buying flowers, and never, ever having one-night stands. But with this wicked little angel with red lips and unfathomably dark eyes? Oh, yeah. Tonight, “nice” has nothing to do with it…

Brett Conlon is trying to convince her family that she’s put away her reckless wild girl side for good. Nothing―and no one―could be better for her reputation than golden boy AJ Walsh. So they make a deal: if he plays The Good Boyfriend for her family, he can be a very, very bad boy with her. Now their one naughty night is about to turn into a whole lot of trouble…

4.25 Nice Guy meets his Wild Side Stars

For this one night, he could drop the good-guy mask and act on the primal urges he’d been fighting his entire life.

Well, well, well, Miss Kennedy. Seems you’ve been holding out on me with AJ and you managed to save the best for last. In the previous two books AJ has always come off as the safe, unassuming, and tamer of his 2 partners. Always the reasonable one and almost…dare I say…boring? Well, still waters run deep, my friends. Because all this time AJ has been hiding his inner bad boy and apparently he just needed the right woman to bring it out in him.

You know, you’re really not as nice as you look.”
“Isn’t that what I’ve been telling you all along?” His smile widened. “There’s nothing nice about what I’m going to do to you tonight.”
And then he touched her…

Brett Conlon is done with her wild, bad girl ways. After her most recent choice of boyfriends puts her in a situation that lands her in jail for the night, she swears she’s done. No more drinking, not more wild parties; she’s on the straight and narrow now. She needs to prove to her father that she’s reliable enough to run the tattoo parlor on her own. So she makes a change and sticks to it…until a blast from her past tempts her to let her inner bad girl out to play, if only for a night.

C’mon, angel, give me a taste of the wild girl you used to be. I promise you can lick her up again after tonight…” He parted the top of his pants. “At least until the next time I want her to come out.”

AJ Walsh is used to being the good boy; a good son, a good friend, and the dreaded ‘nice guy’ when it comes to his relationships. He has a type too; he likes them blonde, beautiful, classy…and safe just like him. So why is a wild brunette beauty covered in tattoos all of a sudden calls to him like a siren? Used to everyone liking him he doesn’t understand why the woman is glaring daggers at him and giving attitude to boot. Especially when all he wants to do is let the true personality he’s hiding loose with her for reasons that he can’t understand.

Ha. Boy next door, her ass. AJ Walsh was the devil.

Brent remembers AJ very well from her high school days. He was 3 years older, popular, star football player, and wanted by every hot cheerleader. Why would he remember the shy and awkward younger girl that all his female friends used to taunt? But AJ is also not at all what she expects and when he makes it clear that even though he may not remember her from high school but he’s very interested in getting to know her better now…well how can she turn that down?

So they make a deal; Brett will give AJ a taste of the wild side he’s craving and in return AJ will pretend to be her boyfriend for the week to make her look more respectable and reliable to her father and brothers. A win/win, right?

This was probably my favorite book in the series. The chemistry between AJ and Brett is sizzling from the very start and it doesn’t let up until the last page. Brett was a great heroine; sassy, a little wild, and incredibly endearing.

My one fear was that AJ’s ‘transition’ from nice guy to bad boy wouldn’t really be believable or feel forced. But Elle Kennedy pulled this off effortlessly. Not only did I believe it, I could see how he’s been hiding the inner bad boy that has been brewing under the surface all these years. His reasons for the personality change were heartbreaking, and it made so much sense that it just pulled everything together for me.

AJ was the perfect combination of bad boy dirty talker with a nice guy. He didn’t need to be a man whore to pull off this vibe, and it was perfect. If you’ve enjoyed the first 2 books in this series, then you’ll definitely love this one. And if you haven’t read this spicy little series yet, then I’m not sure what you’re waiting for.

DON’T MISS THE REST OF THE SERIES

One Night of Sin (After Hours #1)
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One Night of Scandal (After Hours #2)
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Review: ★Riskier Business★ by @mstessabailey

January 5, 2015 by · Leave a Comment
Riskier Business 
Author: Tessa Bailey
Release Date: Jan 5, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance

One more game. And this time, there are no rules…

After a life of pool hustling and living on the wrong side of the law, Ruby Elliott is living on the straight and narrow with sexy-as-all-hell NYPD detective, Troy Bennett. Now the only trouble Ruby has with the law is the naughty kind, pinned against the wall by Troy’s strict and spectacularly hard body. Obeying his every command. Both of them losing themselves in a lust that borders on obsession…

But then her father returns with an offer she can’t refuse: one last hustle in exchange for information. Information she’d die to have. As the pieces and the players of the game reveal themselves, Troy feels the fine edges of his control slipping—control he can’t channel without hurting Ruby. The stakes are high, and the risk higher. Because losing this final game could cost more than Ruby’s heart…it might cost her life.

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Maybe I like trouble,” she whispered.
“Well, you’ve definitely found it. My brand of trouble is so good it hurts. You want to hurt a little tonight, baby?”

Can Tessa write a dirty talker that I don’t completely lust after? I mean, I ask you! And if she does, may I never see that day. Besides, I don’t even think it’s possible. The woman has the midas touch for the dirty. Every hero she creates is not only hot, but they also stand out from each other. In a sea of formulaic writing, Tessa manages something very rare. She has a working formula of sexy romance with lots of dirty talk, but no one character of hers sounds the same. And let me just tell you that this connoisseur of dirty talking heroes loves the hell out of that!

We first met Troy and Ruby in His Risk to Take, and before you dive into this book I’d strongly advise that you read that one first. While Tessa gives you plenty of background on their relationship that you could technically read this as a standalone, I think you’d appreciate the relationship between these two more having read their first book.

Riskier Business marks the beginning of Tessa’s new Crossing the Line series and it’s sure to be an amazing one. Trust me, I would know since I was incredibly lucky to be able to read Risking it All (Bowen’s book) early. Having read that, I can tell you that ANY unanswered questions you may have at the end of this book, will definitely be answered in the next one. So if you plan on Reading Risking it All then DEFINITELY read this one first. There’s key plot developments that take place here that may throw you for a loop if you don’t read Riskier Business first. Now that we have that out of the way with, let’s get to the review.

Riskier Business takes places months after His Risk To Take ended. Ruby and Troy are still settling into their relationship and the volatile way they first got together. But now that Ruby’s pool hustling ways are behind her, they can focus on finding their middle ground. But all that gets shaken up the second Ruby’s deadbeat and criminal father comes back with an offer that she can’t pass up; she plays one more game of pool and the stakes are the highest she’s ever had. She’ll be playing her uncle that just may have the location of her mother, a mother she hasn’t seen since she first walked out on her when she was a child.

Troy is adamantly against Ruby risking herself for anything and knows that he will do anything, absolutely anything to protect her…even if it means that he may lose her trust in the process. The only thing that stays a constant in their relationship is their undeniable chemistry. That’s as strong as ever…

Did you need Officer Bennett to come by and give you a nice hard ride?” Without pausing in his assault, he wrenched her thighs wider.
“Well? How the fuck am I doing?

This was a quick, sexy, and fast-paced read and I absolutely loved it. None of the drama felt fabricated or too much. It actually made sense that it would happen the way it did considering Ruby’s past. Something like that doesn’t just go away the second she starts dating a straight and narrow cop. I also loved the jealous and possessive streak that Tory had in this one. But then again, I tend to go for that sort of thing.

While it may feel like you’re going to be left with an unresolved situation at the end, it WILL be resolved in the next book in the series. But if you’re worried about a HEA, fret not, you’ll definitely get one here. In spades.

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Review: ★Revenant★ by @LarissaIone

December 24, 2014 by · Leave a Comment

HELL HATH NO FURY . . .

For five thousand years, Revenant believed he was alone in the world, a fallen angel beyond any redemption. Now he finds he has a twin brother who had all the light and love Revenant was denied. Caught in a tug of war between Heaven and Hell, he must weigh his thirst for revenge against his desire for a mysterious female named Blaspheme—a female whose very origins could deliver him into salvation . . . or destruction.

LIKE AN ANGEL SCORNED

Blaspheme has a deadly secret: she’s the forbidden offspring of an angel and a fallen angel. Hunted by both heavenly and satanic forces, she has survived only by laying low and trusting no one. When Revenant claims he can save them both, how can she possibly believe him? But the powerful angel is persistence incarnate and for Blaspheme, there’s no place she can hide in Heaven or Hell where he won’t find her.

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Heaven doesn’t want me, so all I have is hell.

Wow oh wow but does Larissa Ione know how to save the very best for last. I do believe that Revenant may top my list of favorite bad boys that she’s ever written. After all the revelations that took place in Reaver, I simply couldn’t wait to get my hands on this book. Not only did it live up to every expectation I had, it managed to absolutely blow them out of the water.

Revenant has spent the last five thousand years believing that he’s a fallen angel that’s beyond redemption. He’s taught himself to make piece with his evil side even though the demons from his memories continue to haunt his every waking hour.
I don’t think I’ve read a hero by Larissa Ione that I haven’t loved yet, but Revenant is probably my top favorite. He’s such a damaged and tortured soul hiding behind the exterior of a bad ass that you can’t help but fall for him right away. All he yearns for is for someone to accept him, to care for him, to love him…even though he knows that he doesn’t deserve it. But that all changes when he meets a female that tempts him like no other. A female that may just have the answer to his salvation but is also hiding a secret that may be his demise…

The physician in her wanted to heal him. The False Angel in her wanted to seduce him. The female in her wanted to comfort him.

Blaspheme has spent spent centuries hiding who she really is. As the forbidden child of an angel and fallen angel, she is cursed to be hunted until the end of time. And the biggest threat to her comes in the form of a Fallen Angel in leather that is not at all what he appears to be.
There is so much that happens in this book that I don’t even want to touch on because it simply must be experienced. Ione is a pure mastermind the way she ties every single loose end together seamlessly in a story that action packed and oh so sexy…

…I would have you up against that wall, my hands pinning yours so you’d know how this feels, and I would rail you so hard you’d feel me for a month. And after we both came, I’d have you on the floor, pulling a sixty-nine that wouldn’t end until I tasted a dozen of your orgasms. before you could even think about recovering, I’d fuck you in every way a male can fuck a female. And I wouldn’t stop. Not until you begged.

I went through the ringer of emotions while reading it. I must have spent the entire last 30% a sniveling and crying mess.
There were so many twists and turns and not a dull moment in site. I binged on this book and practically read it in one day. I just never wanted it to end.

As always every character from the previous books makes an appearance and all of it serves it’s own role. Ione doesn’t waste a page. It was, in a word, perfection.

As sad as I am to see this “conclusion” to the series, I’m also happy that she didn’t drag it out. It ended in a way that was absolutely fitting and I cannot wait for more from this brilliant author.

I would NOT recommend reading these books out of order as the plot really develops though each book, even though every book focuses on a different couple with their own HEA. You will enjoy it that much more if you read this series in order. Besides, I haven’t read a book in this series that I haven’t loved. But this was by far Ione’s best book. I LOVED IT.

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ★One Love★ by @LiliStGermain1

December 20, 2014 by · Leave a Comment
Are you ready for the conclusion to
The Gypsy Brother’s Series?

 ONE LOVE is LIVE!

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*The final book in the #1 iBooks bestselling Gypsy Brothers series* 
Will Julz complete her mission for vengeance against the Gypsy Brothers? Or is Dornan still one step ahead?

More shocking secrets will come to light and lives will be lost in this final, devastating instalment of the Gypsy Brothers series.

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Excerpt
Chapter One
By Lili St. Germain
The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies.

CHAPTER ONE

“I want my lawyer,” I repeat for the hundredth time.
There are two CIA agents in front of me, and they’re playing a very cheesy rendition of good cop / bad cop.
We’ve been at this for hours. Boss Bitch — Agent Dunn, as she’s since told me — on one side, and her completely dumb but cute male offsider, Agent Brennan, on the other. In my head, to pass the hours, I’ve nicknamed them Agent Bitch and Agent Dumbass. I sit across from them, my hands in my lap, heavy metal cuffs weighing them down.
My throat is dry, my tongue parched. Agent Dumbass has a fresh can of Coke in front of him, and I can see the tiny beads of condensation running down the sides. I want it. I want to reach over and grab the can. I don’t even need to drink what’s inside. I’ll settle for the condensation making its lazy descent down the side of the bright red can and onto the dusty Formica table that separates me from them.
“Let’s try this again,” the female cop says, tucking a loose blonde hair behind her ear. The rest is up in a severe bun that reminds me of a matronly grandmother, even though this woman only looks about thirty. She’s got a slight southern inflection that reminds me of Elliot’s grandma.
I don’t reply, waiting for whatever it is she plans on doing next. Her next big thought, her latest overdone gesture, to try and convince me that I should spill all of my dirty secrets onto this table between us. So far she’s used threats against Jase, a plea deal that would grant me immunity, and long stretches of silence.
None of that will break me. I’ve been tortured by Dornan fucking Ross. This woman’s going to have to try a lot harder, or maybe get out some pliers and start yanking my teeth out of my mouth, before I’ll give her a single damned thing.
She snatches up a manila folder and opens it, handing a photograph to her male offsider. “Stick these up,” she barks at him, and he moves slowly, ripping a section of blue-tack from a large blue ball of the stuff that must live permanently on the wall to my left. I watch, just slightly interested as to what they’re going to try and scare me with.
They don’t disappoint. As I watch them pin 5×7 photographs to the wall, I can’t help but feel some sense of satisfaction for the lives that ended at my hands. I have to remain impassive though, so I tamp down the gloating grin that wants to spread across my face and settle for my resting bitch face instead.
Dunn peeks at me from the corner of her eye, and I return her gaze impassively. She might think she can get under my skin, but I grew up in the Gypsy Brothers MC for shit’s sake. I know how to hold out in front of a cop.
“Chad Ross,” Dunn says, smoothing her pants as she stands up and circles the table, coming to stand next to the photographs her partner is sticking up in a haphazard fashion. I wait for her to reach out and straighten them. Boom. Three seconds later, she does just that, making sure all of the photos line up.
“Chad Ross was poisoned,” she continues, tapping one manicured fingernail against the photo of his bloated death face.
“Looks nasty,” I reply.
“It’s a nasty way to die,” Dunn says, peering at me. “The killer added pure methamphetamine to an energy drink he later consumed. He was probably dead before he hit the ground.”
He wasn’t. He suffered. Thankfully.
“And you’re showing me this why?” I ask, studying my own nails, bitten down to the quick. I never was a girly girl. It’s not easy to keep your nails tidy when you’re constantly trying to claw your way back from death.
Dunn looks at me pointedly before jabbing her fingernail towards the second photo. Ahhh, yes. Maxi in all his naked, bloody glory. His face is a mess from the coke I shoved underneath his nose, the coke laced with strychnine that made blood gush from his nose like warm water from a faucet. I still remember the way his blood felt on my hands. How surreal everything was, bright and garish, as my skull burned with a small amount of the poisoned coke I’d snorted myself.
How I’d nearly died in my quest to kill him.
How it was so worth the risk to see the look on his smarmy fucking face, when I whispered in his ear who I really was and sat back on his lap to watch the fury rise in his cheeks.
As he realized a black widow was the one who’d just fed him his last meal of poison and cocaine.
I glance at Agent Dunn, clearing my throat and attempting to look bored.
“Strychnine-laced cocaine,” she says. “In fact, the same thing you were admitted to hospital for that very night. Jason Ross brought you in to emergency room. They said you almost died.”
“It was a hell of a night,” I reply curtly. “My nose still bleeds just thinking about it.”
She raises her eyebrows in disbelief, and in that moment I have no doubt that she’s cataloguing me as a sociopath or similar.
“Can I ask you a question?” I say suddenly.
“Shoot,” Dunn responds.
I reach my hand out slowly, methodically and take hers, a bold move. She could pepper spray me, shoot me. You’re not supposed to touch the interrogators. But she’s ballsy enough that she doesn’t want to take her hand away, even as I watch her flinch minutely.
“How do you keep your nails so pretty?” I ask sweetly, the saccharine in my voice not reaching the cold death stare I give her. I hold up my other hand. “Mine are hopeless. You spend much time in the field, Agent Dunn?”
She takes her hand away, and I let my own cuffed hands fall back into my lap. I know her skin must be crawling from my touch.
I hope the feeling stays there for a long time. She should not have fucked with me.
“I take good care of myself, Miss Portland,” she says briskly. “Which is more than I can say for you.”
“My child died,” I say blankly. “Physical appearance isn’t on the top of my priority list right now.”
She bristles momentarily. “I am sorry for your loss,” she says finally.
I sit back, crossing my legs. “No, you’re not,” I reply.
She points to the third photograph, which is… hell, I’ve got no idea what that is. I tilt my head, trying to figure out what I’m looking at.
“It’s a leg,” Dunn supplies.
“Ohhh,” I say, nodding. “Thanks.”
It is indeed a leg, or at least part of one. Charred and black, with spots of unmarred flesh and blood still peeking through in sections. Huh. I wonder who it belonged to.
“Two Ross brothers were killed in an explosion. Somebody put homemade bombs in their fuel tanks, can you believe that?”
I shrug. “Sounds like they must have had it coming.”
Dunn points to the final photos, and a cloying heat bleeds up my chest and neck as I remember those three months of horror and torture I endured at Dornan’s hands before I was broken out. The way Dornan’s father Emilio flew backwards with a meaty thump as the top of his head was blown clean off, blood and brains flying everywhere. Mickey’s look of horror that didn’t fade after the bullet entered his face, such a satisfying end for men whose only fault in death was that their ends were much too swift. I imagine how much more satisfying it would have been to hang them by their feet and burn their eyes out with cigarettes and blowtorches, or pull their teeth out with rusty pliers, one by one.
That would have been much more fitting for the men who tried to destroy me, the same men who murdered my father.
Still… they’re dead, and that’s better than them being alive.
“That’s got to give you a headache,” I joke, referring to the last two pictures. The blood and gore have no effect on me. My stomach is made of iron after the atrocities I’ve seen, after all that I’ve endured. If this bitch wants to rattle my cage, she’s going to have to try harder.
“And then we have Jimmy,” she says, sticking one last photograph to the wall. Jimmy’s face, still frozen in shock, the trail of blood from his temple where Jase shot him barely noticeable in the extreme close-up.
“He looks unwell,” I comment. “Thing is, I’m still not sure why you’re showing me all of this.”
Dunn frowns so hard it looks like she’s about to burst a blood vessel.
“Here’s the thing,” she says, throwing a stack of photographs in front of me. “We’ve got you. We have your DNA on the first two victims, and motive. We’ve got probable cause to take you to trial.”
I sift through them, suppressing a twisted smile as I see what happened to Jazz and Ant after they bit the big one when bombs in their motorcycle fuel tanks exploded, ripping them to pieces. It isn’t pretty, what became of them. But to me, it’s beautiful.
I drop the photographs on the table and lean back in the hard metal chair I’ve been sitting on for the past five hours.
“These people are — were — like family to me. Don’t you think it’s a little tacky showing me all of this? I’m still grieving for these boys. They were like brothers to me.”
Agent Dunn actually rolls her eyes at me. At least she’s got some spunk somewhere in there. “Give it a rest, Miss Portland,” she says impatiently. “You’ve got more motive than anyone else, and no alibi for any of these murders.”
“Motive?” I ask sweetly. “And what might that be?”
Agent Dunn hesitates. Go on, I think. Say it. They raped me until they thought I was dead. The murdered my father, and you want to arrest me? Say it.
“I’m not authorized to talk with you about an active investigation,” Dunn says finally. “But I really think you should start talking, Miss Portland.”
I roll my eyes. “Okay,” I say finally. “I give up. You got me. I’ll tell you something. Let me write it down.”
Dunn’s beady eyes practically wig out of her head. She studies me for a moment, probably to see if I’m telling the truth, and I stare right back at her. If she wanted a wallflower who’d stare at the floor, she arrested the wrong girl.
After a beat, she stands up, turns and bustles out of the room. I divert my attention to Agent Dumbass, who looks like he’s about to fall asleep in his chair.
“I’ll make a full confession,” I say, “if you give me that.” I point to the coke can and he eyes it dubiously. After a pause, he slides the can over to me with one finger. With a smile, I pick up the can between my cuffed hands and take a long drink.
The fizzy liquid burns on the way down my throat, but it’s delicious. I drink as much as I can before Agent Bitch returns, setting it back down on the table and smiling at Dumbass. I slide the can back towards him with a wink. Let him think we’re friends. Let him think I’m just a silly young girl who couldn’t possibly hurt anyone. He looks surprised, taking the can back as Agent Bitch walks back into the room.
She looks between me, the can and the goofy look on Agent Dumbass’s face and shakes her head.
Sliding into her seat, she drops a yellow legal pad on the table between us as she addresses Dumbass.
“She killed a man by poisoning his drink with pure meth,” she says to her partner. “You sure you want that back?”
“Allegedly,” I add.
The oaf stares at the can for a few seconds. Finally, he pushes it back in my direction with an embarrassed look.
In the past five hours or so since I was unceremoniously dumped in this interrogation room, I’ve gone through the whole gamut of emotions. Fear. Shock. Despair. Now, I’m at anger. Anger that bubbles within me. Anger that is thinly disguised as apathy to these two morons.
Dunn drops a blue Bic pen on the legal pad and pushes it over to me. I hold up my cuffed wrists helplessly.
“I can’t write with these things on,” I say.
Dunn gives me the filthiest look before nodding at Dumbass. He stands and circles around to me, removing my cuffs before returning to his spot.
I WANT A LAWYER. I write it as obnoxiously large as I can, underlining the word LAWYER three times.
Agent Bitch’s smile disappears, replaced by a thin line of contempt at her mouth. I grin. Good luck getting those cuffs back on me, motherfucker. I sit back in my seat and snatch up the Coke, draining the rest of the can before they think to take it from me.
“We can play this game for however long you want, Miss Portland,” she says curtly, fiddling with the stack of crime scene photographs in front of her. I smile.
“I’ve got all day,” I say sweetly, even though I really, really don’t. Dornan has Elliot’s daughter and ex-girlfriend, and possibly Elliot himself, and Jase and I have twenty-four hours to meet him and get the girls out of danger before he kills them. At least, that’s what I’m assuming he plans to do to them. I can’t even comprehend what else he might be planning to do to those poor girls to get back at us.
Agent Dunn shakes her head one last time, gathering up the files and stalking towards the door. “I’ll give you some time to think about your position,” she says.
“Isn’t this illegal?” I call out to her. “I’m an American citizen. I have the right to an attorney. Get me a goddamn lawyer!”
Really, I just need a lawyer to post bail so I can get the hell out of here. Not that I’m sure I’d actually be bailed out, but I need something, and talking to these two is proving fruitless. A cold panic is building up inside my stomach, in the hollow space where my baby once lived and died.
God, it’s still so raw, so vicious when the memory of our tiny little baby takes hold and squeezes me. Sometimes, selfishly, I wish I could forget about her, because losing her has cursed me with more pain than I could ever imagine.
If I had any remnants of doubt about killing Dornan before? They’re gone, bled from me in the moments after our daughter was born, still and dead, in the early hours of the morning when the world was still dark.
He took her from me. From us. And I cannot rest until he’s dead and buried, a rotting corpse in the cold ground, a memory and nothing more.
Dornan Ross needs to burn for the things he’s done.
Agent Dumbass follows his partner out of the room and pulls the door shut. I immediately stand up and go to the door, testing the handle. Locked from the outside. Of course. I go back to my chair, collecting the pen someone so thoughtfully left for me and shoving it into my pocket. You know, just in case I need to stab somebody sometime soon.
Which, as it turns out, is sooner than I’d anticipated.
About an hour later, Agent Bitch sticks her head back into the room. “Your lawyer’s on the way,” she says, closing the door behind her again.
This could be anyone. A cop posing as a lawyer to get a confession on tape. A hit man, sent by the Gypsy Brothers or the Cartel. I’m like a sitting duck in here, and I don’t like it one tiny bit.
But what greets me isn’t any of those things.
It’s so much worse.
I don’t move an inch as the door swings open and he walks into the room. Dressed in a suit I’ve seen before, clutching a black leather briefcase by his side. He looks positively fucking amused.
“Well,” I say bitterly, “They’ll let any motherfucker take the bar these days, won’t they?”
Review
5 stars
The saddest thing about betrayal
is that it never comes
from your enemies

Months, I’ve been invested in this series. Reading the installments one by one as they come out while practically salivating for the next one each time because Lili St Germain is the queen of cliffhangers. All those months, all those books, all that build up…it all lead up to this moment…to this incredible, make your heart beat out of your chest and absolutely fucking EPIC conclusion.
Was it everything I had hoped it would be. Fuck no! IT WAS BETTER.
Six brothers down and Julz is that much closer to her ultimate revenge against a man that took everything from her. A man that brutalized her, terrorized her, scarred her, and systematically took everything that mattered to her.
The thing about bargaining with a madman is that you never know just how far he’ll go.
And now he wants one final thing; an exchange. Her life for the lives of Elliot’s daughter and ex.
But much like everything is with this series, nothing is ever what you believe or think it will be.
I really don’t want to give you much more than that because this is something that you truly need to experience absolutely blind.
What I can tell you is that Lili St. Germain is an evil genius. The woman built up this series book by book and any questions you may have had all get answered eventually. It’s a brutal, dark, gritty and unapologetic story of revenge and loss. Betrayal and redemption. It’s not a love story, but the love between Jase and Julz is most definitely there.
So you’re probably wondering now if the ending was satisfactory. And the answer to that is an unequivocal and resounding YES. It truly was. It was exactly the type of ending this story needed and I can understand why Lili choose to go this route. I couldn’t see it ending any other way. If you’ve been waiting to read this series until all the installments were out, I have a warning for you; be prepared to binge on them all at once. You will not be able to stop once you get going. What a truly dark and bloody web this author has woven. It was fucking fantastic!

I can’t wait what else she has in store for us next and judging by her note to the readers at the end, it’s sure to be one hell of a doozy.

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Lili writes dark romance, suspense and paranormal stories. Her serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the following books in the series to be released in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, good coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Pinterest.

She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ★A Desperate Man: Vol One★ by @EllaFrank2012 & @BrookeBlaine1

December 17, 2014 by · Leave a Comment
by Ella Frank and Brooke Blaine

Fantasies – we all have them.

For some it’s their dream job; others want the wedding, the 2.5 kids, the white picket fence.

My fantasies are a bit more…depraved.

Dark and sinful, they have destroyed relationships and my livelihood, yet I still submit to them like a slave.

Sex.

For most, it’s a natural expression of love, caring, or lust.
But there are those of us who can’t stop once we’ve had a taste.
Those of us who don’t want to.
And the shame of that never-ending cycle will eat us alive…

My name is Evan James, and I am a sex addict.

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“Come here.”

Evan James crooked his finger at the blonde currently shimmying back into her minuscule, tight, black dress. The same one she’d worn last night that had called like a siren’s song to his cock in the middle of the dimly lit club.

She looked over at him with heavy-lidded eyes and held the barely there fabric still around her waist. His eyes zoomed in on the impressive breasts overflowing out of her sheer, black bra. Covered, but not enough.

His mouth watered, and he wanted to drag her back to the bed and take hold of her ripe nipple before pulling the fabric down and out of his way to take her fully into his mouth again.

After having had her so many times in the last few hours,

she’d no doubt taste of him on every inch of her soft skin. He liked that. Before, she’d tasted faintly of vanilla musk—a fragrance he wasn’t overly fond of. He’d made quick, dirty work of her though, marking and leaving his scent on her with his lips, his sex, his come, and he figured one last go-round before sending her on her way would suppress his craving for at least a couple of days.

He hoped. His appetite was voracious.

“Can’t get enough, can you?” She leaned down over the edge of the bed and placed her hands there, giving him an ample view of what he wanted. Now.

He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t play with me.”

Blondie tsked and put her knees on the mattress, crawling on all fours toward him. “Oh, baby, I told you you’d never want me to leave once you got inside.”

She was right about that much. If he could live in pussy, he would. It was his weakness, his addiction, the one thing he’d give up anything and everything for. And he nearly had.


4 Erotically Charged Stars

If he could live in pussy, he would. It was his weakness, his addiction, the one thing he’d give up anything and everything for. And he nearly had.

I’ll be honest, I didn’t even bother reading the blurb when I saw the chance to receive an ARC of this book. Ella Frank is a permanent fixture on my auto-buy list. She just seems to have this midas touch and she hasn’t let me down yet. Brook Blaine is a new to me author, and together these two are a force to be reckoned with.

Firstly, I have to tell you that this book is nothing like you’ve ever read before from Ella. Actually, this books is unlike any I’ve read before. Period.

If you’re expecting a romance, this is not it…not yet anyway. The Fantasy introduces the reader to Evan. A broken man whose past and what led to his downfall is shrouded in mystery. A man that’s completely lost to his addiction. Told entirely in his POV, it is a no punches pulled, spare no dirty detail, and unapologetic view into Evan’s world.

Evan used to have it all; a successful career, money, women…Now he’s a shell of a man he ones was, but the one constant in his life remains. Women. Evan is a sex addict. A man that’s so deeply entrenched in his addiction, he truly doesn’t see a way out of it.

Evan has basically reached the rock bottom, so when salvation comes in the form of a job offer to a financial firm he never would have even considered when he was at the top of his career, he jumps on it…And comes face to face with a temptation unlike any he’s experienced before.

She looked like class and sex all neatly wrapped up in one siren-red fuck-me dress.

Here’s where things get very interesting. The introduction of Reagan. Reagan is a mystery of her own. You know absolutely nothing about her aside from the fact that she’s Evan’s boss. Her past is even more mysterious than Evan’s. This is no wilting wallflower. The woman is sharp witted, tough, and owns her sexuality like most women do stilettos.

She never took her eyes off him, and he wondered what she saw. A desperate man, most likely. One so deeply entrenched in the depth of his addiction that the only relief he’d been able to find lay with he woman beneath him, covered in his come- she’d become his dirtiest fantasy.

I don’t want to give you any more detail than that simply because it’s best experienced blind. This is not a long book and is one you can easily read in one sitting. It’s more of an introduction of Evan and a look into his world than anything else. It’s erotic, it’s different, and I can already tell that it’s going to be addicting.

About Brooke

You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.

Her first solo novel, a romantic comedy, is due out in early 2015, but first, she thought she’d write a raunchy story with her best friend that would scar her conservative southern family for life.

If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find – just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years.

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Email: brookeblaineauthor@gmail.com


About Ella

Ella Frank is a #1 Amazon Bestselling Author. She writes both contemporary and erotic fiction and is best known for her Exquisite Series, and Temptation Series.

The minute she began her love affair with reading, she became and avid supporter of the romance genre and has never looked back.

Ella is Australian born and bred but currently resides in Houston, Texas with her husband.

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Debt✩ by @NinaGJones

December 15, 2014 by · Leave a Comment

Title: DEBT

Author: Nina G. Jones
Genre: Erotic Suspense
Release Date: December 2, 2014
Cover Model: BJ Gaddour
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DEBTcoverI don’t know what I was thinking when I hired someone to attack me. Maybe I was bored, or lonely, or there was a void so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it.

It was supposed to be safe. A thrill. A way to break through the monotony of everyday life. It was an illusion of danger that I could walk away from as soon as it was over.

Except that it wasn’t. Because I had been in danger long before I ever invited it into my life.
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My mission is almost complete. The bubbling boil of vengeance that heats my blood might finally simmer.

She is the last piece of the puzzle. Once I destroy her, everyone who ever hurt me will have paid their debt.

It was supposed to be quick and easy, but as soon as I met her it got complicated.

Very complicated.

“Please, dance with me,” I beg in a mewl.

His hand threads through my hair, the other grabs my ass and pulls me up and against his thigh, applying more pressure against him.

Brick by brick.

And we move in sync: slow, rhythmic grinding. Eye to eye. Lids barely parted. Sweat beading. Low moans vanish into the air. The deafening music drowns out any conflicted feelings that remain. He tugs my hair and extends my neck, grazing his teeth against my chin, the tip of his tongue awakening the sensitive nerve endings. His hand squeezes my half-exposed ass, and everything lights up. My nipples and clit, a partnership of arousal, tense in ecstasy as they stroke against the man who sets me on fire. He is also the only person who can put me out.

My moans grow louder, but they are drowned out in the safety of the music. And like the flashing lights in the club, I become ablaze with flickering energy, throwing my head back, arching my spine as he supports me, as he lets me use his body, his smell, his taste, his overpowering masculine energy to put out the blaze that he ignites inside of me.

I collapse onto him, grasping his shirt, taking in his smell, the warmth of his broad chest, completely lost in the sensory experience that is Tax. I smile as I burrow my face into his chest, drunk off the mixture of alcohol and lust.

4 dirty dirty DIRTY debt Stars

Reckless. Irresponsible. Dirty. Dangerous. Exhilarating. Erotic. Wild. Euphoric.
How can one thing be all of those?
How can peering into the gutter of my soul feel like I just touched heaven?

What in the effing hell did I just read? And why do I suddenly feel the need to go to confessional? But the better question is, why in the fucking hell did I like it?!

The quote above describes the book perfectly, because it truly is ALL of those things.
Reckless.
Irresponsible.
Dirty.
Dangerous.
Exhilarating.
Erotic.
Wild.
Euphoric.
And most importantly Dirty (it’s worth listing it twice)

There are no pleasantries, no small talk it’s a man who wants to fuck a woman. Not just fuck her, but take her.

I can say that this book is certainly not for everyone. It’s just one fuck shy of being depraved. Luckily my sanity is long gone and my ovaries are steel plated, so this was right up my pervy little alley.

Don’t fucking act like you don’t like this shit, Mia. I know you want someone to dirty you up. I’ll make you fucking filthy.

Mia is a good girl…well mostly anyway. She loves her job working at an adult toy company, but her own sex life has been sorely lacking lately. So when her best friend tells her about the most thrilling and erotic sex she’s ever had just so happened to come from a service in the form of a ‘rape fantasy’ she wants to be disgusted…and yet she can’t help but be incredibly intrigued at the same time. A hot and sexy stranger, a safe word that makes it all stop should you chose, and the promise of the hottest sex she’s ever had proves too alluring to resist. But nothing prepares her for the man that shows up to ‘attack her’

Tax Draconi is a debt collector and Mia is the last name on his list of people to pay.

I will suck her dry. I will fuck the life out of her, I will ravage her until she is hollow and used…

Now I have to tell you, some of the scenes that take place in this book? Even the seasoned pervert in me was almost screaming

Because it is one step away from being borderline rapey…and yet it wasn’t. But it was certainly…dirty. Very, very, VERY dirty.

My advice if you chose to read this is to slightly suspend your disbelief. The interesting thing is I couldn’t find it in me to care that some of the things that I read here would usually bother me in any other books. Which definitely goes to say something…and I’d rather not think on that right now LOL.

But the premise of the book is much darker and a whole lot more than the dirtyness of it.

Tax targets Mia for a very specific reason. A reason that has everything to do with their shared past and a past that she has no recollection of.

The story is told in alternating flashbacks of present to past and slowly trickle feeds the reader details, little by little, until you start putting together all the puzzle peaces. Tax’s history is absolutely gut wrenching. This is no sunshine and unicorns type of book. It’s DARK and it’s all kinds of fucked up.

I wish I can give you more of the plot, but I simply can’t. That blurb is vague, and that’s all you should know going in.

I had a hard time understanding Mia’s almost instantaneous connection to Tax, especially given some of the things that he makes her do. I have to say some were almost too tough to swallow…even for me. And yet her lust for him was always unwavering. Now taking into consideration their “past”, it did make a little more sense to me by the end.

I have to say that I could have gone without one very particular scene: (view spoiler)[I don’t want to even read the word ‘tampon’ in my book, especially a sex scene that starts off with the pulling of one out. Euuuwie. No spanks (hide spoiler)]

But aside from that, I couldn’t put this one down. As much as I thought I had an idea about where this book would go, the constant twists and turns kept me on my toes until the very end. And then that end! Holy freaking shit! The feels! The feels, I tell ya! Damn.

This was my first Nina G. Jones book, but I can definitely tell you that she’s found a new fan in me.

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Nina G. Jones is the author of the Strapped Series and Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel.

Her next novel, DEBT, is slated to be released in December 2014.

Nina currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two fur babies. She will work for chocolate cake.

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Book Blast, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Soul Enslaved✩ by @KeriLake

December 5, 2014 by · 1 Comment

SOUL ENSLAVED (Sons of Wrath, #3)
Author: Keri Lake
Release Date: December 5, 2014
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
ISBN: 978-0-9848517-7-5
Imprisonment in Obsidius. Enslavement to a soul-sucking succubus. A reproductive cycle that’d send a sex fiend running into the arms of celibacy.
Given the choice, most demons would opt for death.
Gavin, eldest son of Wrath, has been sentenced to all three.
When the succubus decides its time to collect, though, he fears his nightmares have only just begun.
And Sabelle’s timing couldn’t be worse.
With a bad case of uncontrollable lust, thanks to his Savidon, the last thing Gavin wants is a vengeful succubus stoking his darkest desires, but debts must be paid—he just didn’t bank on enjoying his punishment so much.
Because the swinging bachelor may have found his perfect mate in the sexy seductress.
However, just as things seem to be looking up, past sins resurface, plunging the two into a deadly game of power and deception. As their worst fears merge into one unexpected threat, Gavin is determined to protect Sabelle and win her freedom.

At any cost.

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4.5 stars

Love, itself, is a beast that can make a man crazy with lust and insane with jealousy.
I know. I felt it once. And I swore I’d never put myself through it again.

PNR fans, if you haven’t yet discovered this series, I’m not sure what rock you’ve been living under. What I do know is, you need to crawl out from under there and discover the incredible talent that is Keri Lake and her Sons of Wrath series. Trust me. Three books in and it just continues to get better and better. I would not advise reading these books out of order and the story develops throughout the series, and even though the author does a great job of reiterating the important details without sounding redundant, it’s still better experienced read in order. With that said…let’s move on to the review
Gavin is the oldest brother, and the one I’ve been incredibly curious about since the very beginning. While he seems to be the most balanced of the the Wrath brothers, he still obviously battles demons of his own (pun intended). After the events from book two and the trickery of a certain woman, he finds himself sentenced to the worst kind of torture in Obsidian…for the second time in his life. Worst of all, his sentence is for a crime he had no idea he was committing, but this is one sentence that just may result in his death…
Sabelle is a succubus unlike any of her kind; she hasn’t taken a soul in her entire existence. She’s a loving mother, a caring sister, and a hard worker that soon finds herself stuck between a rock and a hard place. Or in other words stuck between her what she’s forced to do as a succubus and what she truly yearns for; freedom. When she sees a dangerous opportunity that just may give her the answer that she seeks, she’s forced to call in her marker. When she saved Logan’s life at the request of Gavin, she also gets to call a marker of her choosing at the time that she needs. And there’s no better favor to be owed than one from a Wrath demon.

Gavin is plucked out of Obsidian in exchange for enslaving himself to Sabelle…but all she wants from him is his protection. Too bad that passion between them soon becomes too hot to resist…

For you, I would commit the vilest sins and revel in the flames of hell, if that would grant you some happiness.

This is no fluffy PNR book. Hell no! It’s gritty, sexy, action packed and fast paced. It’s also filled with so many twists and turns you will never know up from down. At over 500+ pages, it’s long, and it’s also completely unputdownable.

Keri has this talent for writing these broken, slightly tortured, and yet incredibly endearing characters. She also is able to effortlessly weave in a few secondary characters POVs without it ever taking away from the story. I was practically foaming at the mouth for the little insight that we got into Zayne in this book.

As for the rest? You’ll have to read to find out 😉

But what I can say is this may have been Keri’s sexiest book yet. Sabelle is such a strong and persevering heroine. You simply can’t help but root for her. I liked her in the previous book, but she was truly a force to be reckoned with in this one. The things that she goes through were at times almost heart breaking to read. And the author manages to write it in such a way that it paints the picture in your mind while it hits you right in the feels.

Gaving was absolute perfection. I have nothing more to say on that. I adored him in this book.

I will side with the devil himself and gladly hand over my soul to keep you safe.

He was this combination of sweet, romantic, caring and yet with this edge of sexy that just made all the more rugged.

The story with the Sang and the rest of the supes hierarchy continues to get more and more interesting and I can’t even imagine how much more crazy it will get. All I know is that I want front row tickets to the show!

The tease in the epilogue about what the next book may bring? FUCKING KILLER! Keri you evil genius, you. You tease us so. There’s also the set up for Zayne’s book which will pretty much leave you begging for his book next.

I am absolutely, positively, irrevocably hooked on this series.


You may have enslaved my soul, Sabelle, but you’ve irrevocably freed my heart. For that, I will always be in your debt.

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Keri Lake is a married mother of two living in Michigan. She writes paranormal romance, urban fantasy and loves a good, tragic love story. Though novels tend to be her focus, she also writes short stories and flash fiction on the many occasions when distraction sucks her in to the Land of Shiny Things.

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Perfect Chaos✩ by @nashodarose

December 2, 2014 by · Leave a Comment

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Perfect Chaos
Unyielding (book 1)
Author: Nashoda Rose
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: November 24, 2014

I lie to survive.

Have since I was sixteen and my world fell into chaos. But I found a way to endure, or rather it found me. Now I’m a prisoner of my own doing, hiding behind a false mask so no one sees the truth. Not even the man I want but can’t have—Deck. But I messed up and the lies are spilling over, out of control.

Deck is unrelenting and will settle for nothing less than the truth. He demands everything from me—EVERYTHING—even if it rips me apart.

DECK
I kill for a living.

Unyielding—It’s how I survive in my line of work. I bend people to my will…except Georgie.

But that ends now.

I’ve played her game for far too long, but not anymore. Now I think it’s time we play mine.

*18+ due to sexual content, strong language and violence.

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5 Deck was worth the wait Stars

Another year gone. Another year filled with lies.
This was who I needed to be.
The perfect chaos.
My perfect world had just been thrown into destructive chaos.

It’s official. Nashoda Rose is incapable of writing a book that I won’t obsessively devour in a sitting and love the absolute fuck out of. I have been practically salivating for Deck’s book since finishing Overwhelmed by You, but Georgie was a wildcard. As much as I knew I would love Deck in all his brooding glory, I was afraid that Georgie would annoy me. After all, ever since she’s first been introduced in the Tear Asunder series, she’s always come across as a little vapid, overly flirty, and just too OTT for my tastes.


This man…I would never have him, but I also knew I’d never deserve him. Deck was everything I wasn’t and more.

I should have known better than to doubt the awesome that is this author, because Georgie was not at all how she came across in the other series. Not even close. This was a woman with some deep and dark secrets. Secrets that she keeps from everyone, even Deck, her deceased brother’s best friend and the man she’s been in love with for as long as she’s known him.

Deck has been keeping a close eye on Georgie ever since her brother Conner was killed on deployment. He’s also been the person to watch her slowly spiral into her own her own brand of grieving in a haze of alcohol, partying, and empty flirting. But not everything is as it seems… 

We were a lot alike. I hid behind a false persona, and he blocked his out.

The author managed to completely redeem Georgie in my eyes. She took someone that has always came off as mostly two-dimensional to me before, and give the character incredible depth. And the amazing part is that she managed to do this in such a realistic way that it made me not only like Georgie, but completely endear her to the reader. As much as I loved Deck, I loved Georgie’s character just as much. And the two of them together? Perfection.

Nashoda Rose has this signature writing style that delivers a gritty, dark, and action packed plot with a scorching hot romance that all together adds up to an unputdownable read.

I was the girl who fell in love with him. I was the woman who still loved him and one day it would be my destruction.

While the romance between Georgie and Deck does take center stage, there is also plenty of action and suspense that will leave you in nail biting anticipation, absolutely dying to see how it all resolves.

If you’ve read the other series, then you know that (view spoiler)[Connor (Georgie’s brother) is suspected to be alive (hide spoiler)] and Deck has been searching for him since. This book really focuses on that and all the secrets that are unearthed surrounding the mystery of his disappearance. I won’t tell you much about it, but I will tell you to brace yourself because it will keep you at the edge of your seat with twists and turns that you will never see coming.

You get better acquainted with the men on Deck’s team as well as a whole lot more on the mysterious Kai. And Oh My GAWD, with everything that gets revealed here, I already know that his book will absolutely GUT ME. And my inner masochist cannot freaking wait. There is also another character that gets introduced here that’s a complete enigma (highlight to view spoiler)TRISTAN (end spoiler). I have already been hounding Nashoda and begging for him to get a book, and I sincerely hope she’ll eventually give him one too.

And of course at the center of everything else that is going on here is the romance.

If you had imagined Deck to be the demanding and sexy before, be prepared, because he’s even BETTER. I couldn’t get enough of these two. Deck and Georgie finally together? It was erotic, and sweet, and swoonworthy. God but I loved it.

You’re my rainbow. The brilliant colors of you make me whole. Without your colors, I’m just a man living in the dark.

As much as I tried to stretch out this book because I never wanted it to end, here I am again, absolutely dying in anticipation of the next one.

If you haven’t read the Tear Asunder series, you can still read this book as a standalone, as it is a spin off of that series. However, I would recommend you read the Tear Asunder series first just to get a better introduction to these characters. Deck and Georgie were both first introduced in Torn from You and there were some events that happen in Overwhelmed by You that carry over into this book. The author does sum everything up so you won’t be lost if you haven’t read it. But trust me when I say, that you won’t want to miss the other books because they’re just as addictingly good as this one. 

brimNashoda Rose lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes contemporary (NA) romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave. Her novella “”With You”” is the first in the Tear Asunder series, followed by the novel “”Torn from You””.
When she isn’t writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dog at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers on Facebook and chatting about her addiction—books.

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Book Blitz, Review & #Giveaway: ★Falling For The Enemy★ by @SamantheBeck1

December 1, 2014 by · 1 Comment
Falling for the Enemy
Private Pleasures #3
Author: Samanthe Beck
Release Date: December 1, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Caught between a rock and a rock-hard body…

Salon owner Virginia Boca has declared herself celibate…at least until she wins the election for mayor of Bluelick, Kentucky. No hot men. No sex. And her plan to play the good girl might have worked—if the mysterious, hard-bodied stranger she’s seen around town hadn’t pulled her from the street and saved her life. The least Ginny can do is offer her savior a free haircut.

But when an innocent haircut turns into hours of wickedly hot sex, former Navy SEAL Shaun Buchanan knows his plan to keep a low profile is shot. Especially once Ginny finds out he’s the current mayor’s son. With her reputation and the election on the line, Ginny seems determined to keep their nightly sexcapades a secret, but Shaun’s not willing to stay in the shadows forever…

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She cupped his balls at the same time she stroked him, stopping just shy of the flare of his head. “So, you’re touching yourself, and thinking of me, and…”

His head dropped back of its own accord, and his breath quickened. “I’d dream of you kneeling between my legs, opening your mouth, and letting me fuck you like that until I was the only thing you’d taste for the rest of your life.”

While they both watched, liquid beaded at the head of his cock and trembled there. He shivered when she used the pad of her thumb to swipe it, pressing down hard enough to explore the small opening. Then she brought her thumb to her mouth and licked it clean.

Eyes locked on him, she gripped his thighs, spreading them slightly, and brought her mouth so close her breath ruffled the hair around the base of his cock. “Could I trouble you to do the honors?”

Hell yes. He gripped his shaft and guided it to her lips. She opened her mouth, fully prepared to take him in, but he delayed their gratification by tracing his tip along her upper lip. “You have the softest lips, Virginia. Even before I ever kissed you, I knew they’d feel amazing.” He dragged his tip along her lower lip and couldn’t hold back a groan.

She chased him with her tongue, wetting her lips in the process. “Having them sealed around you is going to feel even better.”

He placed his hand on the top of her head, spearing his fingers through her hair. “Don’t rush me. This is my dream, remember?”

“I remember everything. Tell me what comes next.”

Why he wanted to torture himself he couldn’t say, but he wanted to savor this. “Kiss it…just the tip. With those plush lips of yours. No tongue, yet.”

She wet her lips again, puckered them, and rubbed them over the tip he held out for her. Somehow he managed to keep his eyes open, even though they wanted to roll back in his head. Then she parted her lips to take him deeper.

“Not yet,” he ground out, still hoping against hope to make this last more than three seconds.

“I can’t wait. I want to cradle the weight of you in my mouth. I want to hear you beg as I take you in.” She tightened her hold on his thighs and aimed a plaintive look at him.

“Sweet Virginia, you’ve got me so worked up I can’t trust myself. If you let me in your mouth, I’m going to own it. I’ve been fantasizing about this too long to sit by like a gentleman while you have your fun.”

4.5 Wolverine was worth the wait Stars

One night. No apologies. No regrets.”

I absolutely love this series and I absolutely loved this book. A lot. Like a lot A LOT. The town of Bluelick.

When can I move? Samanthe Beck, are you taking applications? Because I am so there it’s not even funny.

If you’ve read the previous book in this series (Light Her Fire) and you’ve been panting at the chance to finally read all about wolverine and Virginia, prepare to read a book with a silly grin on your face the entire time and a major case of lady blue balls. Because wolvering aka Shaun Buchanan is everything you had hoped he’d be and so much more!

What this book has?
A take charge heroine that gives as good as she gets.
Considering that Ginny is running for mayor against someone that isn’t afraid to play dirty, you’d expect her to have a good quip or two, and boy does she.

A sexy as all hell SEAL that has no problems getting a little dirty, if you know what I mean.

I’m full of expectations. I expect you to let me peel those thin, tight, and very damp shorts down your legs. I expect you to give my mouth and tongue and hands free reign until you’re biting your lip to keep from begging for more. And when I give you more, I expect you to scream my name in gratitude.”

THE hottest public restroom sex scene I have ever read. Holy freaking ovaries!

All our favorite characters from previous books along with a good share of humor that will leave you with a goofy smile on your face the entire time.

I wonder if Tyler would Chapter Thirteen me if I gave him a shave and a haircut?”
“When you’re engaged to a man with a nickname like ‘Footlong Longfoot’, you might want to settle for two Chapter Fives followed by a nice Chapter Three to finish things off,” LouAnn observed. “Otherwise, you’ll join the ranks of fidgety pants over here, who can’t sit still through breakfast.”

I adored this book. It was sexy and funny and completely unputdownable. If you haven’t discovered this series yet, I strongly advise you to get better acquainted with the town of Bluelick.

Who knew he’d survive four years at Annapolis, six years as a SEAL, dozens of dangerous missions all over the globe, only to die in Bluelick with a smile on his face, his extremely grateful dick limp in his lap, and a gorgeous redhead completely at fault?

 

Wine lover, sleep fanatic, and USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy contemporary romance novels, Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her long-suffering but extremely adorable husband and their elementary-aged turbo-son. Throw in a furry ninja named Kitty and Bebe the trash talking Chihuahua and you get the whole, chaotic picture.

When not clinging to sanity by her fingernails or dreaming up fun, fan-your-cheeks sexy ways to get her characters to happily-ever-afters, she searches for the perfect cabernet to pair with Ambien.

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