Review – Ego Maniac by Vi Keeland – Bookalicious Babes Blog

You know what’s amazing? In the alphabet there are 26 letters. Those 26 letters get mashed about or organised, which ever way you look at it and form words. Words then form sentences. They form paragraphs. They form stories. In fact they form everything. Think about it, there is always a word for whatever you’re feeling, experiencing, seeing. Whether you can think of that word straight away or you have to sit with your feelings there is always a word. Formed simply, from those 26 letters. I’ve sat a while and tried to think of the best word, the one word that will capture everything I want to say. I’ve tried mashing and organising those 26 letters into something, anything. And the only thing I can come up with is PHENOMENAL.

My skin, my blood, my heart and soul are ALIVE. From around 19% when the tingles started to now, while I sit here with tears streaming down my face, I feel ALIVE. Ego Maniac was perfectly poignant, breathtakingly beautiful and sinfully sexy.

Just before hitting the halfway mark I realised that this book was my new Vi Keeland favourite. Every time I read a new Vi book I sit and say “Oh this is my favourite Vi Keeland book yet”, but the thing is Vi’s books get better and better each and every time, how can it not become my favourite?

CONSUMED. With love. That’s what I am. CAPTIVATED by a stunning, raw, powerful read. BUZZING from head to toe, NEEDY, from some of the most SPECTACULAR feels, probably ever. I have fallen HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE with Drew Jagger. The six foot two and a half, two hundred and five pounds ego Maniac pushed all my buttons, stole my breath and overtook all my senses. The cocky, arrogance oozed from Drew and I inhaled every last drop of it.

Drew Jagger can literally show me his moves ANY DAY of the week. He can also sweet talk me any which way. I’m pretty sure my knees went weak as often as Emerie’s.

Speaking of Emerie, the sexy, sassy redhead is now my favourite Vi Keeland heroine. She made me laugh, she made me feel. I believed every single ounce of her charm and connection to Drew. And my gosh, that connection. HOT, RAW, PASSIONATE. I felt every sizzle, every spark, every intense pull.

It took me 5 hours to devour Ego Maniac, and if you ask me that was way too short. I hit the end way too soon, I could easily stay in the world of Drew and Emerie forever. Because somewhere between the fighting and the clothes-ripping angry sex, I have fallen madly in love with an Ego Maniac and his fiery, Oklahoma girl. And it turned out to be exactly what I needed.

Fantastic and FLAWLESS. Ego Maniac brings all the feels and more. No amount of stars will EVER correctly rate this novel.

A new standalone novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Vi Keeland.

The night I met Drew Jagger, he’d just broken into my new Park Avenue office.

I dialed 9-1-1 before proceeding to attack him with my fancy new Krav Maga skills.

He quickly restrained me, then chuckled, finding my attempted assault amusing.

Of course, my intruder had to be arrogant.

Only, turned out, he wasn’t an intruder at all.

Drew was the rightful occupant of my new office. He’d been on vacation while his posh space was renovated.

Which was how a scammer got away with leasing me office space that wasn’t really available for rent.

I was swindled out of ten grand.

The next day, after hours at the police station, Drew took pity on me and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. In exchange for answering his phones while his secretary was out, he’d let me stay until I found a new place.

I probably should have acted grateful and kept my mouth shut when I overheard the advice he was spewing to his clients. But I couldn’t help giving him a piece of my mind.

I never expected my body to react every time we argued. Especially when that was all we seemed to be able to do.

The two of us were complete opposites. Drew was a bitter, angry, gorgeous-as-all-hell, destroyer of relationships. And my job was to help people save their marriages.

The only thing the two of us had in common was the space we were sharing.

And an attraction that was getting harder to deny by the day.