Review + Excerpt – Respect by Jay Crownover

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Respect by Jay Crownover

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



Light is easy to love. Show me your darkness.~ R. Queen

I love books bathed in darkness with a sliver of light, as they dig deeply into the depths of hell but somehow find a bit of heaven. Jay Crownover is a mix master of black, shadowy stories that still shine like gold. This master storyteller makes you love the ‘baddest’ of bad boys in her powerful series called The Point and The Breaking Point where the men who sway from criminals to heroes, the boyfriends that mothers would hide from if you brought them home, the boys you should probably run from too. But you can’t help but adore these saints and sinners that snag your heart.

Respect is the story of a broken-hearted but brave princess who has to flee the corrupt kingdom because she thinks the big, broken and bold prince doesn’t see her beyond a young friend. Oh how wrong this heroine is; the powerful prince sees her but does not want to corrupt her. Neither realize the power of fate. Fate has other plans and is the real ruler of this kingdom.

Time was supposed to heal all wounds, but mine felt like it was still wide open and bleeding all over the place.

Scorching, spine-tingling, and oh-so strong, Respect is the perfect fusion of light and dark, heaven and hell, and sin and salvation. Gritty with bits of glam. Dark with bits of light. Dangerous and daring. Respect is a HEADY HIGH! I was ADDICTED to Karsen and Bookers’ journey that is as emotional as it is explosive. I LOVED being back at the Point! I can’t help but become fully vested in these characters—the baddest and bravest boys with the biggest hearts and the bold heroines who stand beside them. From Bax to Booker and Dovie to Karsen, I’ve fallen for every one of the heroes and anti-heroes of the Point.

”Don’t regret this later, Karsen. If you do, it might kill me.”

Fire-hot, formidable, and full of feels, Respect is a fresh spin on romance. Jay Crownover always brings a uniqueness to her words that I’ve called ‘Crownover Crack’ since meeting Rule years ago. From Better When He’s Bad to Respect, The Point and The Breaking Point series are perfectly imperfect stories that slay with strength and soul. Respect is the perfect farewell. A HIGH-OCTANE, HEART-POUNDING ROMANCE that delivers all the way.

”The only person whose touch I ever needed was yours.”

What a powerful finish to a powerful and poignant series! I so don’t want this series to be over. Jay Crownover rocked all of these brilliant bad boy books out of the park! The addicting anti-heroes—villains fused with victors—of the Point will mark your soul, grab your heart, and stay with you forever. Bad has never been so good!!!

It was a place that was so bad, so dark, so lost in crime and violence it didn’t have a name…we simply called it the Point. It was the ending point, the breaking point, the point of no return…it was simply a place where only the strong survived and anyone else was bound to die trying.

A MUST-MEET ROMANCE & SERIES!

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 heart-racing ‘all the respect’ stars

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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who called a corrupt kingdom home sweet home.  

Protected and sheltered from the worst the world had to offer, she fell in love with the crumbling city that burned and blazed around her. Every dirty corner, every scary shadow, found a place within her heart. So did a man who was violent and dangerous, just like the streets she claimed as her own.  

He was all business and brutality, except when it came to her. With her, he was calm, caring, and heartbreakingly patient.

He warned her over and over that he wasn’t the man for her, but she refused to listen. She never expected either the streets or their enforcer to hurt her, since she’d given her heart so completely to both.

She should have known the streets in the Point were always going to be savage, and so was the man committed to keeping control of them in the hands of criminals and bloody kingpins.  

Blindsided by a betrayal which cut so deeply she was sure the wounds would never heal, the princess fled the home she loved and the man who broke her heart. Throwing away her rusted, twisted crown was supposed to help her forget. All it did was make her long for everything she left behind.  She told herself she would never go back, but in this tormented kingdom, family is everything. Eventually, she has no choice but to return.  

While she was gone, the people who loved her worked hard to make the city safe, and the man who destroyed her sank deeper into the darkness. Going back shouldn’t feel like surrender… but it does. As this pretty princess hovers on the edge of the unknown, the past attacks with a vengeance. It’s a good reminder that puppy love eventually grows up and turns into something with sharp teeth and one hell of a bite.    

She never asked for the keys to the kingdom. She’d much rather go out and build her own.

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~Karsen~

I had no plans to leave the Point. It was ugly, mean, hard, and unforgiving, but these streets were home and I couldn’t imagine being happy anywhere else. This place had long since made my hands and the edges of my soul dirty. It was something I would be hard-pressed to hide should I go anywhere else. I’d have to spend my days trying to camouflage the filth I was so familiar with. Here, no one looked twice at the pretty teenager with shadows in her eyes and blood on her hands. I was one of many.

I wasn’t interested in leaving behind my sister or her fiancé, Race. We were an odd, dysfunctional family, but we made it work.

I didn’t want to be too far away from my mother, who was living in a group home as she slowly, painfully tried to recover from her alcoholism and PTSD from an accident she caused that ended up taking the life of a young mother and her child.

But more than anything, I absolutely didn’t want to leave him.

I couldn’t imagine a day going by without catching a glimpse of Noah Booker. I mean, he was impossible to miss. Six-and-a-half-feet tall, body built like a professional athlete, dark and brooding with the prettiest gunmetal-gray eyes, he was the entirety of every one of my teenage fantasies. I barely noticed the jagged scar dividing one side of his face. White and raised, it cut one of his black eyebrows in half, slashed over a high cheekbone, and ended somewhere under the chiseled edge of his hard jaw. He never talked about it, but Race, Booker’s boss, let it slip that Booker got the scar when he was locked up. Or maybe it wasn’t as much of a slip-up as a thinly veiled warning. Race never kept it much of a secret that my infatuation with his massive, dangerous, ex-con enforcer made him extremely uncomfortable. He’d warned me over and over again that Booker wasn’t for me. And he’d made it clear to the man who broke knees and smashed heads for a living that he was to stay as far away from me as possible.

They called it puppy love. It wasn’t.

To me, it was a vicious kind of love, filled with teeth and claws that I could feel digging at my insides every single time someone patted me on the head and told me how young I was, how much life I had yet to live. This love was rabid, and I was tired of having it on a leash. I wanted to let it free, wanted to let it sink its razor-sharp fangs into the man who had awoken the primal need inside of me. It was only fair he felt the same kind of crushing bite and painful pressure around his heart that I did every single day.

I was solely focused on getting to Booker. It barely registered I was done with high school and had new doors opening all around me. I couldn’t care less about getting my hands on my diploma. A piece of paper with Karsen Carter written on it in pretty calligraphy meant exactly nothing to me. The only thing I was focused on was the fact I was finally old enough to make my own choices. And I’d always picked Booker. Over and over again he was my number one priority.

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Jay Crownover is the international and multiple New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men Series, The Saints of Denver Series, the Point Series, the Breaking Point Series, and the Getaway Series. Her
books can be found translated in many different languages all around the world. She is a tattooed, crazy haired Colorado native who lives at the base of the Rockies with her awesome dogs. This is where she can frequently be found enjoying a cold beer and Taco Tuesdays. Jay is a self-declared music snob and outspoken book lover who is always looking for her next adventure, between the pages and on the road.

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Review – As Dust Dances by Samantha Young

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As Dust Dances by Samantha Young

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



Music is the outburst of the soul.

There is nothing more moving than a tale threaded with music. Music that complements and completes the story. Music that makes the story. Music is the key to the heart and soul, and Samantha Young unlocks and unleashes a musical concert of feels in As Dust Dances. From beginning to end, Samantha Young paints a stunning story in vivid detail that hits the heart and sings to the soul. So broken. So brave. So breathtaking. So beautiful.

I was CONSUMED with this romance that’s so raw, so real, and so riveting. Samantha Young brings the reader in—not just with the compelling characters—but with pointed questions, adding another layer of realism to this tale. This heartfelt tale held me captive. An addiction I couldn’t put down. A story I couldn’t let go . . . wouldn’t let go. I ignored real life as I was sucked into a heartbreakingly beautiful world of broken characters, moving music, and a love story of strength and survival with all the feels.

I can’t find all the pieces that used to be me.

Set in Scotland, As Dust Dances is the slow-burning love story of a former pop-rock star who fled America to escape—merely exists as shattered pieces of herself—and the music producer who helps make her whole. Killian and Skylar are perfectly imperfect but perfection together. I felt their story as if it were my own.

I’d never met a man who actually smoldered until Killian O’Dea.

With broken and beautiful characters with off-the-charts chemistry, a moving and musically-threaded storyline, fire-hot and fiery angst, and words so full of feels, As Dust Dances is a journey of the heart and soul. A slow burn of heat and heart. A story of two broken characters stuck in a dark, black and white world, who finally see color. A story of strength and survival. A story of heartbreak, hope, and healing. A story of rising after falling. A story that’s EVERYTHING.

”You’re mine, Skylar Finch. I think somehow I’ve always felt like you were mine.”

This story spoke to me like a song where I felt every word—so broken yet so beautiful—as it sang to my soul. My heart was hit so hard that it both shattered and soared. As Dust Dances is an EXPLOSION of FEELS that I felt everywhere. I felt every word. I FELT EVERYTHING! This broken and beautiful musically-threaded tale MOVED ME SO MUCH!

”I know I don’t yet, but I’ll do everything in my power to try to deserve you.”

As Dust Dances is so powerful and poignant. PURE MAGIC. This heart-stopping romance brings all the feels. I felt every word!!! I cried tears of sorrow, tears of hope, and tears of joy in a tale that touched every part of my heart. My heart was so full that it exploded! I LOVED this story so much! As Dust Dances is still dancing in my heart and singing to my soul.

A MUST-READ romance!!!

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 soul-singing stars

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Once upon a time Skylar Finch was the lead singer of a hugely successful American pop-rock band. But fame made her miserable. When years of living a lie suddenly ended in tragedy, Skylar fell off the map.

Eighteen months later she’s sleeping in a tent in a cemetery in Glasgow, making just enough money to eat by busking on the streets. She manages to avoid recognition, but not the attention of one of Glasgow’s ambitious A&R executives.

Killian O’Dea works at Skyscraper Records, Scotland’s most successful record label. Raised by his uncle and owner of the label, Killian’s upbringing would have been devoid of affection entirely if it wasn’t for his loving sister. Killian is unflinchingly determined to bring the label more success than ever, and the young homeless woman who busks on Buchanan Street is going to help him do that. Her music speaks to him in a way he refuses to over-analyze. All he knows is that if it can touch his dark soul, it’ll set everyone else’s alight.

Skylar makes it clear that she doesn’t want to sign with him. But when she experiences the dangerous reality of a woman sleeping rough, Skylar has no one else but Killian to turn to. An undeniable connection forms between them. But Skylar doesn’t want the career Killian is trying to forge for her, and when her past comes back to haunt her Killian will be faced with a decision that could ruin him. He must either free Skylar from his selfish machinations and destroy everything he’s ever worked for, or lose a woman who has come to mean more to him than he ever thought possible…

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Review – Filthy Lies by Raine Miller

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Filthy Lies by Raine Miller

My rating: 6 of 5 stars

AHHHH! I can’t stop smiling. I can’t stop sighing. I can’t stop swooning. I can’t stop feeling and loving Filthy Lies! Ever since I met Naked over four years ago, the first book in The Blackstone Affair series by Raine Miller, I’ve been bewitched! I’ve loved this series from the very first page—from Ethan and Brynne to James and Winter—and will never get enough! Heart meets heat in Filthy Lies, a deliciously dirty, decadent and heart-stopping sensation that will render you breathless, addicted, and aching for more.


Winter Blackstone was my kryptonite.

I was so CONSUMED with this romance! I nearly 5 starred Filthy Lies from its enticing and intoxicating Prologue alone that had me screaming for more! This story sparks with sexual tension. The build-up is fire that blazes through the body. So off-the-charts hot. So delicious and divine. A slow burn of scorching desire and soul. I scorched and I swooned. Filthy Lies lit my body, heart, and soul on fire! I BURNED while devouring this book! So heady. So hot. So heartfelt. So everything. I MELTED FOR MORE.

I was so lost in him. I always had been.

This story is SEXY with strong characters that captivate from beginning to end. Raine Miller has written one of the hottest and heart-pounding heroes along with one of the kindest, biggest-hearted heroines ever.I wanted to be Winter Blackstone, a woman I had to admire and one I wished I could be. James is as caring as he is dominant and delicious. I adored Winter and James’ melt-my-heart romance so much—the steam, the struggle, the swoon, and the forever love of soulmates that shines bright—that I didn’t want it to end. I was WHOLEHEARTEDLY ENAMORED with this heartfelt hero and heroine with history who ENGRAVED MY HEART.

”You’re a saint and I’m a sinner.”

The off-the-charts chemistry, the pent-up passion, the promise of more, the love that was buried but brought to life, the sexy and swoon, and heart and soul make Filthy Lies the PERFECT ROMANCE. I LOVED being wrapped up in Raine Miller’s words again. Raine Miller’s writing is always superior—stories like Filthy Lies I’ll always blindly one-click because this author is a master storyteller that slays romance! Just YES!!! Spellbinding, sinfully sexy, and soul-stirring, Filthy Lies is a can’t-put-down story that swept me away where I’m basking in the most blissful of book comas. ROMANCE BLISS!!!

”Tell me right now what you want, Winter.”

“I want you.”

Hands down, Filthy Lies is a TOP 2018 and MUST-READ ROMANCE!

💋💋💋💋💋💋 fierce, forever, and fated kisses

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On the day I turned fifteen years old I knew I loved James Blakney. There was a look in his eye that told me he’d finally noticed I existed in a realm beyond best-friend’s-much-younger-off-limits-don’t-even-think-about-it-little-sister. Call it womanly intuition, despite the fact I was barely qualified for being an actual woman at just fifteen—and only in the biological sense—but still, I knew I loved him.

What I never expected from him was a proposal of marriage nearly eight years later. I know it’s not supposed to be a real marriage, but James is certainly making it feel that way.

He’s also hiding something from me.

But I’ve hidden the truth from him as well.

Lies.

So many filthy lies.

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Review – A Girl Like Lilac by Victoria L. James

A Girl Like Lilac by Victoria L. James

My rating: 6 of 5 stars


Less worrying, more living.

Have you ever read a book that has moved you so much and means more than you can pen into words? I’m just a girl, crying into her kindle, mourning the end of a story I wanted to feel forever. Victoria L. James wrote such a stunning story of forever love that there are not enough words to express my love for A Girl Like Lilac. I was MESMERIZED—so UNEQUIVOCALLY MOVED—by A Girl Like Lilac., a story I LOVED so much! This tale took my breath. Took my soul. Took my heart. Took all of me. A Girl Like Lilac. is so broken and beautiful—I was BESOTTED with this book!

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Once I started this stunning story, I didn’t want to stop. I knew right away that this story was SPECIAL; A Girl Like Lilac is the kind of story that sticks, the soul-stirring type that stays long after the last page is turned. I knew this tale would hold my heart in its hands forever, and I would let it take my heart as its own because A Girl Like Lilac OWNED ME and MY HEART FROM THE START.

I was a Hunter by name, sure. But for Lilac Clarke, without even realising it, I’d become a protector at heart.

What an aspiring novel with an engaging voice, a powerful and poignant plot, and some sensational and soulful writing! A Girl Like Lilac paints a pretty picture where each emotion is a color, so bold, so beautiful, and so bright. This tale is flawlessly executed with characters that are caring, charismatic, and compelling. I adored this hero and heroine so much! Lilac is as beautiful and bold inside as she is outside. Toby is a knight in shingling armor, the definition of hero, as cute as he is kind. Lilac and Toby are both so beautiful and brave with hearts of gold. They melt together and are true soulmates. I felt their connection course through the pages, penetrating me everywhere. It felt like this hero and heroine lived a thousand lives together.

”I’m not worth that kind of trouble.”

“You’re worth a war, Lilac.”

As this story told its truths, bits of wisdom dispersed through the pages, I felt wiser. I found myself clapping for justice against injustice. I found myself high-fiving the strong hero and heroine in my head . . . so many times. I found myself crying for words that spun my soul around, nearly knocking my heart out of my chest, a heart that beat for every word of this beautifully broken book. I found every feel in a story that is EVERYTHING!

”It will always be you, Lilac.”

A HEARTBREAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL coming-of-age journey, A Girl Like Lilac sparks with magic, hugging the heart while singing to the soul. A Girl Like Lilac is one of the most EXQUISITE and EXTRAORDINARY love stories I’ve ever met! This story made me melt . . . made me break . . . made me think . . . made me feel. I cried tears of joy and tears of sorrow. A Girl Like Lilac made my HEART BLEED and my SOUL SOAR, and I can’t stop feeling this romance. This beauty in words will hug me for life.

”You look like a man who’s been to war.”

“You were worth every second of it.”

Somehow . . . some way . . . Bryan Adams’ Robin Hood lyrics played in my head while reading, so perfect, so perfect for this journey.

Oh you can’t tell me it’s not worth tryin’ for
I can’t help it there’s nothin’ I want more
Yeah, I would fight for you
I’d lie for you
Walk the wire for you, yeah, I’d die for you
You know it’s true
Everything I do

Oh, I do it for you

This is a top 2018 and lifetime read! A Girl Like Lilac is YA AT ITS BEST! All the amazing stars already! All the first and last kisses! All the things!

There’s a pleasure to being alive few of us notice, no matter how long we live.

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The first time Toby Hunter got arrested for defending Lilac Clarke’s honour, he was only fifteen years old, but he’d loved her from behind his black-rimmed glasses for as long as he could remember.

With a desperate need to protect her from a distance, one arrest turned to two, two soon turning into three, and before Toby knew what was happening, the sleepy village of Southwold was turning against him for daring to stand up for a girl like Lilac.

Beautiful Lilac with her flowers in her hair, her camera in her hands, and her sweet, pink, sugary-lipped kisses.

They could hate him for loving her all they wanted. Toby was a boy who did what was right, not what was easy, and he was always going to grow to be the man willing to give her what she deserved.

Even if that meant losing Lilac forever.

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Victoria L. James is a teenage girl stuck inside a thirty-something-year-old’s body. A Corona and nacho appreciator with a ridiculous obsession for all things Rocky Balboa, she currently lives in Yorkshire, England, with her husband and two baby boys. Having had a strong passion for words and stories going as far back as she can remember, she credits her love of literature to her Grandma Bess who taught her that you don’t need a lot of money to travel to different worlds, experience new places, and live a thousand lives.

She currently writes on her own as Victoria L. James, with her friend L.J. Stock on the Babylon MC Series, and is due to publish her Vicki James collection in 2018. To keep up to date on her latest news you can join Victoria’s FB reader group for exclusive material.

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Review – All Your Perfects by Colleen Hoover

All Your Perfects by Colleen Hoover

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



”If you only shine light on your flaws, all your perfects will dim.”

Sometimes you read a story that knocks you off your axis, so unbelievably amazing that you’ll never be prepared for the force of feels that strikes from this journey you’ll forever feel. All Your Perfects is a book I never expected to knock me off my axis, but one that hit my heart so hard as it struck my soul. Colleen Hoover takes a deep dive into marriage territory with All Your Perfects, a book so broken, so brutally honest, and so beautiful that it nearly brought me to my knees. All Your Perfects broke me in the best way and BLEW ME AWAY!

Emotionally rich and relatable, All Your Perfects connected to me from the start, one that tore at my heart with words that stole my soul, stomping on it with each breath. I was ENRAPTURED with this story! I WAS RENDERED POWERLESS to All Your Perfects’ power—this force of feels that awakened everything inside of me. My heart both raced and ached, beating so hard yet breaking so hard too. I wanted to hug someone. I wanted to punch someone. I wanted to sob for everyone. I cried for everyone. I felt it all.

It’s strange how I can miss a person who is still here.

No marriage is perfect. Through All Your Perfects, Colleen Hoover shines a light on the imperfections, struggles that many couples face, and brings an emotional depth that it is so real that it’s sometimes hard to read. Told through a struggling wife of a heroine, All Your Perfects shows the imperfections of marriage—the ups and downs, and the storms under the umbrella of love—and makes you feel every emotion this couple endures. All Your Perfects is so achingly honest and personal that it feels like an invasion upon reading. Deep. Dynamic. Devastatingly beautiful.I could not help but feel every emotion that this hero and heroine did. Their marriage became mine too.

”I hate you right now.”

Ironically, my husband of almost 24 years, my teenage love, and I had a fight shortly before I picked up All Your Perfects to read. The fight wasn’t major but it still was meaningful. Reading this story, though the particulars are different, emphasized both a struggle and a triumph I already knew: Marriage is your home that’s sometimes hit with hurricanes. You have to do your best to weather those storms, putting everything you have into saving your home. That’s what All Your Perfects is about: weathering those storms while holding onto and fighting for your home—all while remembering the foundation of your home and the glue that holds you together. Without the rain, there wouldn’t be rainbows. The imperfects make the perfects more meaningful … more real … more everything.

I’m not sure anyone had ever made me feel as beautiful as he makes he feel when he looks at me.

No one writes complex relationships in the most raw and real of ways—messy love at its best—like Colleen Hoover. No one. A deep dive into marriage territory that tackles tough issues, All Your Perfects is about as real as you can get. It’s so believable, so broken, and so breathtaking that I couldn’t put it down. It may just be my favorite book of this author’s to date. Colleen Hoover has truly outdone herself in All Your Perfects, a tear-jerking journey of marriage that shines an honest light on the perfects and the imperfects, and stamps a forever mark on the heart and soul. All Your Perfects is EXTRAORDINARY, an EMOTIONAL JOURNEY that has left a lifelong mark on my heart and soul.

”I love you. I always have. No matter how much you wish I didn’t.”

This soul stunner of a story turned me into a bawling baby where I sobbed so hard that I shook like an earthquake. I seriously cried straight up UGLY TEARS, tears that touched my kindle. All Your Perfects is ALL THE THINGS! It wowed the woman in me. It wrecked the wife in me. It’s gripping. It’s gut-wrenching. It’s messy. It’s moving. It’s meaningful. It’s broken. It’s beautiful. It’s so raw that it feels real. All Your Perfects is a Category 5 hurricane that hit my heart so hard that I felt every word of this emotional journey, one that wrecked me in the most wonderful of ways. I felt everything in a story that’s everything. All Your Perfects is EVERYTHING!!!

”I promise I will love you more during the storms than I love you doing the perfect days.”

A TOP 2018 & LIFETIME READ!

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 perfectly imperfect stars

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Quinn and Graham’s perfect love is threatened by their imperfect marriage. The memories, mistakes, and secrets that they have built up over the years are now tearing them apart. The one thing that could save them might also be the very thing that pushes their marriage beyond the point of repair.

All Your Perfects is a profound novel about a damaged couple whose potential future hinges on promises made in the past. This is a heartbreaking page-turner that asks: Can a resounding love with a perfect beginning survive a lifetime between two imperfect people?

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Review – Knowing You by Rebecca Donovan

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Knowing You
by Rebecca Donovan

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Rebecca Donovan’s Cursed series has quickly become my KRYPTONITE, continuing to catapult me like canons to my heart, first with If I’d Known and now with Knowing You. If I’d Known is so good, but its sequel is even better! Knowing You is an intricately-woven, edge-of-your-seat young adult journey of self-discovery, parallel paths, destiny, love, and the virtues that weave them together. Knowing You is the best marriage of YA, romance and suspense! Dark spun with light, as virtues of good and evil floated like lingering ghosts, haunting and hitting my heart. My mind and body had the best workout where my heart raced, my pulse pounded, my soul shattered, and my mind chased everything . . . everywhere. I was so CONSUMED with this story!


I’m being suffocated by secrets. And most aren’t even mine.

With an intrigue factor that’s off the charts and a burning intensity that’s its own rush, Knowing You plays as a Cruel Intentions-like movie in your head while reading. An adventure in words set in a wealthy boarding school for struggling young adults, Knowing You is told through a troubled but truthful teen girl and her circle of equally-troubled but true friends. The cast of charismatic characters in this spellbinding saga are simply striking—so full of life—that you can’t help but fall under their spell. You can’t help but fall hard for Knowing You’s masterfully-crafted storyline that’s a complex web of suspense wrapped in virtues, one that delivers a satisfying, but shocking twist ending.


”The moment I met you, it was like you’ve always existed in my life.”

Knowing You is an ENTHRALLING and EMOTIONALLY RICH coming of age journey woven in virtues. It’s a lesson of love and the power of friendship to help heal lifelong wounds. It’s bits of ugly woven with bits of beauty and all the angst. It’s darkness mixed with light. It’s deception meets devotion. It’s one of those WOW stories—so raw that it screams real—that bares you open, as it bares itself to you, where you’re a character in this adventure too. It’s a THRILLING and TOUCHING tale of truth amidst the twists, turns, and terror.


”I want to hear your truths.”

Secret after secret. Lie after lie. Truth upon truth. Knowing You is haunting, harrowing, and heartfelt. Rebecca Donovan took me on a tantalizing trip into the teenage mind where I rode an emotional roller coaster of thrills, twists, and turns that made my pulse pound and my heart soar! This YA adventure of virtues is intriguing, intellectually rich, and intense. Knowing You is a twisted and tender tale that talks to the soul. It’s UNIQUE. It’s UNFORGETTABLE. It’s EVERYTHING. I’m still stuck in this story and may never leave.


”Love never hurts. Not ever.”

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Under suspicion for a crime she watched him commit, Lana will pay for her silence. Her new lawyer strikes a deal, sending her to a boarding school in Vermont. It’s supposed to be a second chance. An escape from a dead-end life in Sherling. Except Lana doesn’t want to leave those who depend on her behind.

Lana is convinced she has nothing in common with the sons and daughters of celebrities and politicians who attend Blackwood School. But she soon finds out, that they’re all delinquents… just like her. Theirs is a world of contrived headlines and publicity facades, and Lana’s unabated honesty is a keen contrast to their lie-filled lives. She finds herself with new friends, just by telling the truth.

But not everyone is welcoming. Someone is out to destroy Lana, and she has no idea why. The longer she stays at Blackwood, the more dangerous it becomes for her and everyone she cares about. And it will only get worse when Lana discovers the truth.
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A MUST-READ ROMANCE that blew me away!

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Review – The Fragile Ordinary by Samantha Young

The Fragile Ordinary by Samantha Young

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

There is something special in a young adult romance. That angst from the uncertainty of being not quite a child but not quite an adult either. That bit of childhood innocence resonating through the story. That trip down memory lane it takes to those teenage years, sparking good and trying times. The glue that usually cements YA stories—with tough topics, frustrating feelings, smoldering and sweet scenes, and lots of depth—together is hope. Who doesn’t need a little hope in their life?

”How do you conquer each moment, when you have no one on your side?”

Hope meets heart in The Fragile Ordinary in one STAGGERING EMOTIONAL JOURNEY. The fierce and fiery angst of this teen romance made my pulse pound and my heart beat out of my chest. This beautifully broken book brought tears to my eyes as I broke for a broken girl in a broken family. I felt the angst. I felt the heartbreak. I felt the hope. I felt the heart-fluttering love. I FELT EVERYTHING in this stunning story that speaks to the soul.

To thine own self be true. Be true to yourself.

A compelling coming of age love story laced with Hamlet, The Fragile Ordinary’s underlying themes of being true to oneself and daring to be different strike straight to the teenage soul. Told through a struggling but strong teen girl who is beautiful inside out, The Fragile Ordinary shows the value of life and love, and what it means to truly be loved and really live. The characters are full of fire with a story so heady, so harrowing, so hopeful, and so heartfelt. Broken sees broken, and Comet and Tobias are two kindred spirits with beautiful hearts who are perfect together. A slow burn of two broken souls becoming whole, The Fragile Ordinary is an in-depth dive into the teen heart and soul felt everywhere.

”And . . . What if what I really want is you?”

“Then you have me.”

The Fragile Ordinary. Fragile because the human heart is delicate with the teen’s heart the most delicate of all. But ordinary?!? Not at all. Heartbreakingly beautiful and passionately poignant, The Fragile Ordinary flawlessly captures the delicate teen heart and the depth of resulting emotions in a devastatingly stunning story that is nothing but EXTRAORDINARY. Samantha Young has written another heartfelt and harrowing love story that belongs on every young adult shelf.

”The real beauty of life is in the fragile ordinary.”

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I am Comet Caldwell.

And I sort of, kind of, absolutely hate my name.

People expect extraordinary things from a girl named Comet. That she’ll be effortlessly cool and light up a room the way a comet blazes across the sky.

But from the shyness that makes her book-character friends more appealing than real people to the parents whose indifference hurts more than an open wound, Comet has never wanted to be the center of attention. She can’t wait to graduate from her high school in Edinburgh, Scotland, where the only place she ever feels truly herself is on her anonymous poetry blog. But surely that will change once she leaves to attend university somewhere far, far away.

When new student Tobias King blazes in from America and shakes up the school, Comet thinks she’s got the bad boy figured out. Until they’re thrown together for a class assignment and begin to form an unlikely connection. Everything shifts in Comet’s ordinary world. Tobias has a dark past and runs with a tough crowd—and none of them are happy about his interest in Comet. Targeted by bullies and thrown into the spotlight, Comet and Tobias can go their separate ways…or take a risk on something extraordinary.

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Down Deep by Kimberly Kincaid

5 out of 5 stars

You say firefighter, I say yes please! Kimberly Kincaid definitely won me over with this one. Two strong main characters with secrets buried literally down deep. It will wind up explosive, literally and figuratively.

The two are definitely headstrong. There is a definite sizzle between the two and things are about to heat up quickly, but not in the way they hoped. When Gamble smells fire, his instincts kick in and all he can think of is getting Kennedy to safety. Once safely outside, he realizes this is more than just a fire and Kennedy is holding tight to some secrets that he needs to pull from her.

I genuinely enjoyed this story and am truly looking forward to more from the author. I was sold at a marine turned firefighter! Who wouldn’t be? 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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Ian Gamble has a past he’d rather forget—which is exactly what he’s doing at The Crooked Angel Bar and Grill when the place catches fire. Between his active duty in the Marines and his experience as a firefighter, his instincts get him and hot, headstrong bar manager, Kennedy Matthews, to safety. But those same instincts kick into high gear when the fire is ruled an arson, and he discovers Kennedy’s got secrets of her own.

The only thing that matters more to Kennedy than her bar is her brother. When she finds out he’s in over his head with a dangerous arsonist, she’ll do anything to keep him safe—even if it means teaming up with Gamble, who’s too sharp-eyed and hard-bodied for his own good. With every step, their attraction flares hotter and the risks grow more dangerous. Can Gamble and Kennedy face their fears—and their secrets—to catch a terrifying enemy? Or will they go down in flames?

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Kennedy exhaled for the first time in ten minutes. When faced with fight or flight, she’d go with fight every single time and twice on Sundays. That still didn’t change the fact that the adrenaline was a bitch to manage. Add to it that she hadn’t needed to forcibly boot anyone from The Crooked Angel in over a year—even then, Javier had done the actual handiwork—and she was definitely out of practice with the defenses that had once been daily survival skills.

You sure you’re not going to get soft on me if you move out of the neighborhood, sis?

Setting her shoulders despite the ache that was making a comeback now that her nervous system was (sort of) returning to business as usual, Kennedy spun toward the pass-through at the far end of the bar. Gamble followed her to the customer side, taking a decent-sized draw from his water before putting it out of the way, shrugging out of his leather jacket, and grabbing the nearest bar stool. She had to admit, having him stick around and walk her to her car was smart from a strategic standpoint, and his quiet, steadfast presence calmed her down.

Even if the way he’d trusted her to handle herself had revved her way up.

“So,” Gamble said, yanking her back from crazytown as he turned the stool in his grasp upside-down and put it on top of the bar. “How did a woman like you end up managing a place like The Crooked Angel, anyway?”

“A woman like me,” Kennedy repeated, treating the stool in front of her to an expert flip.

If Gamble had caught the steel in her tone, he didn’t show it by backing down. “Yeah. Something tells me they don’t teach hammerlocks like that at Remington University.”

She released her bar stool to cross her arms over her chest. “Are you saying I don’t look smart enough to have a college degree?”

“I’m saying you look like you have a story,” he qualified, and her muscles burned with a fresh shot of fatigue.

“Yeah, well, I’m not about to tuck you into bed with a glass of warm milk and tell it to you.”

Gamble flipped another bar stool over, the ink on his left arm dancing with the flex and release of his ridiculously well-defined biceps. “Why not? We’ve got a little time to kill while we finish up in here, right?”

“We do,” Kennedy said slowly, moving another stool to its proper place. They’d reached the end of the bar, where one last stool remained in front of four shots of tequila. Gamble’s eyes met hers, glinting briefly, and God, she wasn’t the only one with a story. But since she knew he wasn’t about to get all loose-lipped, and he was right about them having some time to kill while she finished closing the bar down, she figured what the hell. Her background wasn’t exactly top secret information, and it was less awkward than shooting the shit about something mundane, like the weather.

“I guess I ended up here the way most people end up where they work. I applied for the job and got it.”

Bypassing the shots of tequila and the last bar stool—at least, for now—Kennedy moved back to the pass-through at the other end of the bar with Gamble right behind her.

“Did you always want to manage a bar and grill?” he asked, mirroring her movements as she began restocking clean wine glasses in the racks behind the bar.

“Not always. When I was a kid, I wanted to be Wonder Woman.”

He rumbled out a laugh. “Not a bad pick, but something tells me there’s not a lot of availability for a position like that.”

Kennedy bit back the urge to tell him there had probably been an equal likelihood of her honestly working her way out of North Point as there had been of her becoming a superhero. “Exactly. And while office jobs work out great for a lot of people, they’re not really my jam, so I decided the restaurant industry was a good way to go.”

“Yeah, I’m not a nine-to-fiver, either,” Gamble said. “Not that I don’t respect those kinds of jobs. I just wouldn’t last more than two minutes doing one.”

Curiosity flickered in her mind, and she put it to words. “So, what did you want to be when you were a kid?”

“Race car driver,” he said, taking the last wine glass from the tray in front of them and putting it carefully in place. “But I decided it’d be safer to run into burning buildings instead, so here I am.”

Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet. When she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and a 2015 RWA RITA® finalist who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. Kimberly resides in Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters.

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Review – The Upside of Falling by Meghan Quinn

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The Upside of Falling by Meghan Quinn

My rating: 6 of 5 stars



”It’s the little things that matter the most.”

When Meghan Quinn Author told me she was writing a story she thought I’d enjoy, a military romance, I was over-the-top excited! I knew from the beginning that this story would be different—less humor, some heat, and more heart. Full of so much SWOON and SOUL, The Upside of Falling made me fall hard in love from the very first page and never stopped. The Upside of Falling HITS DEEP. I was ENAMORED with this full of depth and breadth love story! The Upside of Falling has ALL THE HEART in a story that strikes straight to the soul.



”I hope you give me a chance, give this a chance, because I think it could be something great.”

Colby and Rory!!! Whoa!!! I was seriously hooked on these characters who melted me so much! The broody and broken hero and fierce and full-of-life heroine stole my heart. Their connection was fierce from first sight like a magnet drawing them together. The Upside of Falling’s plot of many layers pulled me in like a pilot to his plane. Polarizing. Paralyzing. Passionate. Perfection. All the angst-burning PERFECTION!!!

”I like you, Rory, and that terrifies me.”

The Upside of Falling is a military romance but so much MORE: The Upside of Falling is a love story of two black and white lives suddenly splashed with color. The Upside of Falling is a hard-fought journey of strength and sacrifice, one of overcoming adversity, and learning to love and trust. The Upside of Falling is a paralyzing and passionate story of rising after falling, of taking that leap of love. The The Upside of Falling is EVERYTHING!!!

”Dream of me.”

My heart has been caught—captured by The Upside of Falling—as it glides through the air like a fighter jet, straight to Cloud Nine. An old school military romance, The Upside of Falling reminds me a bit of my own soldier love story, one that hit every part of my heart. This is one of the sweetest and most soulful slow burns you’ll ever read. I was BREATHLESS! The Upside of Falling is so BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN, such a stunning and soulful story.

”I know it deep in my bones that I was meant to meet you, and you were meant to be mine.”

SWEET SIGH. Meghan Quinn was right: I LOVED The Upside of Falling! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!!! Meghan ‘Master Storyteller’ Quinn has poured her heart into this story, and I can feel that passion and love through the words. In one HEART-SOARING STORY FULL OF FEELS, Meghan Quinn has aced the military romance trope. The military wife in me salutes this love story. I WAS BLOWN AWAY by a book that broke me in the best way!

Act in spite of your fear.

The Upside of Falling is, hands-down, a TOP 2018 ROMANCE!

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 ’but worth all’ the heart-soaring stars

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Tucked away at the base of the Rocky Mountains lived a little boy with one singular dream: leave this broken and battered home and become someone.

Be somebody’s hero.

That boy was me—Colby Brooks. Except I’m not that same little boy anymore.

My dreams might still be the same, but my reality isn’t.

I’m smarter. Stronger. A man.

And I learned a long damn time ago, the only way to achieve my dreams was to avoid distractions—at any cost.

Focus. Resolve. Determination.

But all it took was one single night. One night and my entire life…changed.

One night had me colliding head first with the biggest distraction of my life; Rory Oaks.

Smart. Charming. Beautiful.

Rory changed everything.

Quickly, my one-track mind started to bend.

Each kiss faded decade-long dreams.

And with one single incident, I fly off course.

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Head turned down, pushing the sleeves of his white Henley up his arms, he swaggers toward me. His jeans hang low on his hips, held up by the same brown belt he wore the other night. His narrow waist directs my eyes to the center of his jeans, and I can’t help wonder what might be behind the crotch of his pants.

And then there is his chest. Barrel like, broad and prominent. His thick biceps showcase his strength, and the fabric of his shirt stretches over his shoulders and forearms. Having spent a lot of time at the gym, I’ve seen every body type, but Colby’s is different. He’s strong, built, but not like a body builder. His body seems to suggest the only kind of weight he’s been lifting is his own body, pushup after pushup. I can’t imagine there being barbells in his workouts, but I can imagine logs, cadets, and heavy machinery. He has working muscles, the kind you earn from hard, dedicated work on the field. In a word? Impressive.

Walking up to Stryder, he grips his friend’s shoulder and says something into his ear. A smirk crosses Stryder’s face before he moves over to our side of the bowling alley and takes Colby’s place.

Is he leaving? Already?

Might as well at this point. It’s not like he’s going to talk to me, not after my pathetic attempt at a bet. I should have known I was going to hang out in the gutter all night. It’s where I usually am when I’m bowling. I blame the ball. The thing has a vendetta against me.

Sighing, I prop my chin in my hand and watch Stryder expertly toss his ball down the lane, getting a strike . . . once again. And just like every other strike, he pumps his arm up in the air and celebrates. We get it, you’re good, no need to—

“Hey.”

That voice . . .

Stunned, eyes wide, not able to move, not wanting to scare him away, I keep my eyes trained forward, soaking in that beautifully deep voice of his for a brief moment before saying, “Hey.”

“Can I sit here?”

Still keeping my eyes trained forward, I say, “Sure.”

My body tingles with awareness of how close he is to me, that fresh laundry scent invading my senses, prickling the little hairs on my arm. My body leans toward his, wanting a little more, searching for anything else he might give me. I don’t know why he’s choosing to engage me in conversation, but I’m sure as hell not moving while he does.

“Sorry about tonight,” he says and he actually sounds sincere.

“Why are you sorry?” I mumble.

Reaching around, he takes my cheek in his hand. The callouses on his palm rubbing against my skin is a welcome sensation. As I’m turned toward him, I steady my breathing. I’m having a hard time slowing my heart rate because of his close proximity, and the unexpected touch shooting a wave of heat through my veins.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to ask me any questions. I didn’t think you were going to suck that bad.” A playful smile tugs at his lips, and my heart sinks to the floor. Oh God, he’s so gorgeous, especially when he smiles.

Matching his smirk, I say, “I didn’t think I was going to suck that bad either.”

“I feel bad.”

“You should.” That garners a laugh, deep and throaty, the sound cloaking me like a shield, protecting me from the outside world, bringing me into a little bubble where we are the only two that exist.

“Ask me a question.”

Shocked, I swallow hard and say, “Really?”

He nods and holds up his fingers. “You get three.”

“Oh, three? Wow, I feel like you just gave me the key to your soul.”

Rolling his eyes, he adjusts his stance on the barstool and leans back, giving us some space, our knees still knocking into each other. “Easy killer; it’s just three questions.”

“Yeah, three questions I didn’t have before.” Tapping my chin, I try to think of good questions, but now that I have him willing and waiting, nothing comes to mind. I wasn’t prepared for this, he caught me off-guard, and now I feel I can’t be strategic about my probing. “Hmm . . . what do you like to do on the weekends?”

“Jump,” he answers.

Searching his eyes, lips quirked, I say, “Uh, you’re going to have to be more specific than that. What kind of jumping are we talking here? Like jump roping? Because that seems kind of weird to do on the weekends, and if you tell me you’re in some kind of jump-roping club at the academy, I’m not going to believe you.”

His lips curve up as he scratches the side of his jaw. “Jump out of airplanes.”

Oh.

Oh.

That’s . . .

Uh, that’s really hot.

“So you just casually jump out of airplanes?”

“I’m part of the Wings of Blue, the academy’s parachute team. We jump every day, at least two to three times a day after class and before dinner, depending on wind and ceiling limits. On the weekends, some of the guys, including Stryder and me, go to Springs East Airport and do civilian jumps. The more jumps we get in, the higher the chance we’ll be considered for big demonstrations, like parachuting into football games and major sporting events for the Rockies and Broncos.” Ummmm. Did anyone else just hear how many words he gifted me? And seriously? Does the man have no clue how incredibly sexy he is when he talks about something he loves? The expression on his face . . .

“Wow, that’s . . . that’s really hot.” I chuckle. “Sorry, I don’t mean to fangirl over your parachuting, but I guess I wasn’t expecting that answer. You just jump out of planes?”

He slowly nods. “Every day.” 

“Anything to get you up in the clouds, huh?”

“Yeah,” he answers shyly, rubbing his jaw. “Okay, next question.”
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Review – Unconscious Hearts by Harper Sloan

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She has given us security corps, sexy strippers, hot rockers and cool cowboys. Then she comes along with him. Thorn Evans. Oh, Harper. How can we ever thank you for gifting us with one of the most alpha, sexiest, most demanding heroes that you have ever written?

He’s a dream in tight tee shirts and jeans but makes a dress shirt and slacks look like a tuxedo. He grumpy, direct and to the point. His words left not only his girl swooning and sighing. I did too! But it isn’t just his smoldering looks or his commands that make Thorn incredible. It’s his heart. It’s the vulnerable behind the bluster… the way this man holds himself back because he’s seen so much and hurt that much more. He captivates from the moment he steps onto the pages and before I could turn those pages, he had my heart and to this day hasn’t let go.

Ari Daniels has had her share of heartbreak. Her past is filled with tragedy. One single act of betrayal changes her world. She is at a place in her life where she seems to be simply surviving instead of truly living. Ari isn’t prepared for this giant of a man who enters her life and for the first time in seven years makes her feel again. He batters and fights and won’t stop. He’s a hurricane with his sights set on destroying anything and anyone who stands in the way of his beauty… his more. What I loved so much about Ari is how she embraced her pain, looked it right in the eye and gave it the finger. And then she not only lived… she thrived. I cheered her on, applauded her strength and was jealous. That’s right. Absolutely jealous this woman had an amazing man like Thorn to awaken her senses and share her new experiences.

The secondary cast of characters in this story are just as vital as Thorn and Ari. They weaved their magic and made me laugh out loud. Thorn’s very best friend Wilder and Ari’s truest friend Piper have their own amazing story to tell. And just from the brief glimpse of them, theirs will burn hot and very heavy.

Unconscious Hearts is a tremendous love story. It is a story about courage, forgiveness and family and not just family by blood, but family by choice. It’s an emotional twisty roller coaster ride from heart stopping devastation to mile high elation. It’s the story of two scattered souls finding beauty and more. I hated when it ended but loved it at the very same time. Ari and Thorn’s story was sexy, sensual and real. So real. I was with every page I read and still am blown away.

This is truly Harper Sloan at her very best. Bravo, Harper! FANTASTIC!

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Ari Daniels didn’t count on her whole world tumbling down around her in a mess of shredded promises, broken love, and unbelievable heartbreak. Alone and stricken with grief, she shouldered the blame and eventually closed her heart off, refusing to open it for another.  After all, anytime she tried, guilt and regret were waiting in the wings to remind her how painful it was.

A bet and one steamy night with a stranger force Ari to confront all she’s been hiding behind.  She tries to move on, but he refuses to stand down, wanting what she is terrified to give—herself.  This man may very well destroy her in the end, especially when it’s clear he has his own demons.

What happens when two broken souls come together, finally allowing themselves to believe in the beauty of love … only to have to fight harder than ever to keep it.   

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His eyes get hard for a beat before his features smooth back out.  “Yeah, beyond sure.  No one to pass this shit down to, and even if there was, I wouldn’t be givin’ someone ideas of materialistic bullshit if I did.  More to life than all this shit.”

“Okay, well, in that case …” I cough, not wanting to fight with him about our views when it comes to expensive wants versus needs.  Last time I tried to argue the benefits of learning to care for and value something you work hard to buy, I had a black eye for almost two weeks.   “In that case, I’m prepared to offer you a lump sum as a buyout for the whole collection, but I also want to mention, again, that consignment would be a more lucrative approach.  Our buyout is just a standard percent of resale value, but consignment would allow us to mark up each to give you a larger profit.”

“Told you, babe, want it gone.  I don’t give a shit about making it more lucrative.  Look around you, hardly hurting.”

“Still, it’s my obligation to make sure you’re informed.”

“Consider me informed.”

“Okay … so I can offer a tentative amount of three million.  I would need more time to inspect each item in depth for any defects that could affect the value and also to research a few pieces I feel may be limited editions so that could also affect the value.  Meaning that amount could go up or down, but I wouldn’t expect it to be less than two point five or more than four point seven-ish.  I wouldn’t need but maybe five days tops, and I can come during the day if that works better for your schedule.”

“You get this gone in two days, and I’ll take one mil.”

My whole body jerks back as if I had been slapped, staring at him like he was absolutely insane. 

“That’s absolutely insane,” I tell him, voicing my thoughts.

“No, that’s me not giving a shit and wanting it gone so I can get out of this place and sell it and all this shit some hand with care placed around each room.  Woulda left this shit in and sold it with the house, but for some reason I’ll never understand, you’re here, and I still just want it gone.  You don’t need five days when I’m taking a two mil hit, babe.  That would waste your time and mine, and I’m not a huge fan of wasting my time.  Way I see it, you win, and I get a cold mil for some shit I didn’t buy nor care about.  So you get this shit outta here, and all I need is that.”

“Thorn, I can’t in good conscience accept that.”

“Then dirty that conscience up and laugh your tight little ass all the way to the bank.  Don’t give a shit as long as it’s gone, and I don’t have to do anything to make it that way.”

“This is insanity.”

“Insanity would be tossing it all at the Goodwill drop-off.  I’m making money.  You’re making money.  Only thing sweeter than making money is doing it while I’m getting my cock wet, and babe, that only happens when my stock rises at the same time my cock does.”  He steps closer, and I back into the island, my chest burning as I hold my breath.  “Course, never had four mil worth of shit to sell to a woman who makes my cock rise without even trying.”

“Thorn,” I whisper, placing my hand against his hard chest with the intention of pushing him back.  Only, the second his warmth burns through his shirt and hits my skin, I can’t move an inch.

“Ari,” he mocks, his eyes bright.

“I, uh, the paperwork …” I close my eyes and focus on my breaths and the words my mouth can’t seem to form.  When my heart slows enough that I won’t die of a heart attack right here in heaven, I look back up at him.  “You’re breaking my brain, Thorn.  Please step back so I can think clearly without my body trying to die on me.”

The corners of his eyes crinkle as he continues to gaze down at me, but he does step back.  My arm falling down to my side.

“As much as I wish I could have this room cleared out for you tomorrow, it will take at least until late Monday.  I’ll need to meet with you beforehand to have some legal paperwork signed for the sale due to its size.  But my lawyer is an old family friend, so I can have that by tomorrow around dinnertime, if you wouldn’t mind meeting me to take care of that.  I won’t be able to get the cashier’s check until after those are signed, so late Monday is the best I can offer you.”

“Want this shit gone, but it’s hardly a hardship to wait a few more days if that means I’ve got a few more opportunities to try to make you want me as much as you want this shit around you,” he says, his deep voice thick with desire.

“Good heavens, you don’t stop, do you?”

“Not unless you beg, babe.”

“I think it’s best we went back to keeping things professional, Mr. Evans.”

This time, it isn’t a ghost of a smile on his lips.  Oh, no.  Not this time.  If I thought he was handsome before this moment, I was a fool.  Because Thorn Evans giving you his full, unhindered smile and a gaze so thick with unspoken promise as it washes over you and creates a fire of the desire you already felt … well, that expression on him turns him from sinfully hot to heart-stopping and irresistible instantly.

“It would take me five minutes to get you to beg me for it, Ms. Daniels.  Admit it.”

Offended at the thought that I’m easy, I narrow my eyes.  Finally.  At least anger is an emotion I’ve had plenty of practice dealing with.  “I’m not sure what kind of women you’re used to, but I promise you, I am not that type of woman.”

“Maybe three,” he oddly says, ignoring me.

“Three, what?” I snap.

“Minutes, sweetness.  Three minutes and you’d be begging me for all this shit and my cock.”

My mouth flounders, and I gasp.

“Though, pretty sure I could get that in less than a minute and get you doin’ all the work while I watch from my back.”

My arm is up, palm cracking against his cheek before I have the ability to do anything to stop it.  “I think we’re done here.”

I walk around him, ready to find my way out and let him find someone else to take all of this off his hands even if it kills a little part of my lux loving soul.  When his hand curls around my bicep—not painfully, but firm enough to make me stop—I look over my shoulder with a frown.  For a man who was just slapped, he looks almost gleeful.

“One minute, Ari.  Give me a minute and if you aren’t ready to beg me for it, when those sixty seconds are up, you can take this shit and not give me a penny for it.”

Walk away, Ari.  Walk.  Away.  No amount of money is worth being some man’s whore.

Spinning away from his hold, I jerk my arm free and step toward him with a roll up to my toes, getting my face as close to his as I can.  His scent overwhelms me. The subtle notes of his cologne fog my rational thought, making me drunk with need, and I sway slightly before correcting myself.

“Thirty seconds,”  I retort, my jaw tight with stubbornness.  

I’m not sure who I shocked more—him or me.  I have my answer, though, when I see victory flash in his eyes.  Oh, my God … what have I done?

“You’re on,” he agrees, his eyes alight with the promise backed up by his devilish grin.

I nod, incapable of anything more.  I stand there in shocked silence as he takes my phone, his thick fingers moving quickly over the screen.  I vaguely hear a chime from his pocket and before I can so much as blink, he’s handing me my things.

“Tomorrow, I’ll text you.  Paperwork first, then you beg.”

I gulp, jerk my head in what I hope resembles a nod of agreement, and then … I flee.

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Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn’t writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand.

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