Saturday, June 15, 2019

Amo Jones - Malum Pt. 2 (Elite Kings #5)



Some girls don’t like pretty things.
Some girls like things that are destructive, and toxic. Things that fuel our bodies with adrenaline and bring our demons to their knees. 
They say magic isn’t real, but it’s it the closest way to describe love? It doesn’t exist physically. It merely exists around us, within us, possessing our souls and making us do stupid shit. Shit like falling in love with a boy who knows how to rip my world apart and raise hell with a simple flick of his wrist. Their secrets are now mine. I’m not just in the middle of this game, I’m helping orchestrate it. Can the cries of my aching soul be enough to drown out the burning embers of my mistakes?
The mind strengthens the heart, roughing the edges to prepare it for war. This is a war I will not win.
This is a war of fate.

π‘†β„Žπ‘’’𝑠 π‘”π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘˜.
π‘†β„Žπ‘’’𝑠 π‘”π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™.
π‘†β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜ π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘’, π‘œπ‘› π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ 
π΅π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑑 π‘Ž π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘’
𝐼 π‘Žπ‘š π‘›π‘œ π‘˜π‘›π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘.
𝐼’𝑙𝑙 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘™
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑖𝑛 π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒.
π‘π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘.
π‘π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘.
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘šπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘ , π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘£π‘–π‘£π‘’π‘  𝑖𝑛 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑑 π‘Ž π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘¦-π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘’.
𝐡𝑒𝑑 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘  𝑀𝑖𝑛
π΅π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑠𝑖𝑛
𝐼𝑑’𝑠 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›.
π‘†β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑣𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑠.
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘œπ‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘™π‘’π‘ β„Ž
𝑇𝑒𝑔𝑠 π‘œπ‘› π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘”π‘ 
πΏπ‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž 𝑝𝑒𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘™π‘’π‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘Ž π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘ 
π‘Šπ‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘’π‘›π‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž
π‘‡π‘œ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ
π‘Šπ‘Žπ‘  π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š
π‘‚π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘š
π‘‚π‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘’
𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ, π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑑 π‘Ž π‘”π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘›’𝑑 π‘šπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘π‘˜π‘ 
𝐼𝑓 π‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘›’𝑑 π‘œπ‘π‘’π‘¦
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’’𝑠 π‘Ž π‘›π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘’π‘Ÿ…
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Review
5 stars

Well......... here we are

And I'm speechless. I couldn't explain this series to anyone who hasn't read Amo Jones before. There are too many sub plots, branching characters. Twists, turns, and mind twisting scenarios. 

And every step of the way you have, at times, no idea what's happening. You have to keep moving forward to find out what's going to happen with our Elite Kings and the women who own them (well a couple of them anyway). There is no way you can skip ahead in this series, you will be totally lost. You must follow the same path the rest of us have trudged thru. 


Tuesday, May 21, 2019

B.B. Reid - The Moth and The Flame (When Rivals Play #2)

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The Moth and the Flame by B.B. Reid
Release Date: May 20, 2019
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The Moth and the Flame, the second romantic standalone in the When Rivals Play series by B.B. Reid.
THE FLAME
Here lies Louchana Valentine. She was a homeless, orphaned virgin.
I never cared what my gravestone would say until I landed in deep with a powerful gangster. Lucky for me, my best friend happens to be ruthless too. I should feel guilty that he’s forced to turn on the man who’s been a father to him. Except I’ve always known that Wren’s soul wasn’t as black as he claimed.
He was good.
He was beautiful.
He was mine.
He just didn’t know it yet.
And with Wren keeping me safe, I’ve got time left to rewrite the end of my story. But if he has his way, virgin is already carved in stone.
THE MOTH
I’ve never known anyone as alluring as Lou. Or as frustrating. Since the night she saved my life and stole my wallet for her troubles, I couldn’t stay away.
She became my onus.
My light.
My…anyway.
With nowhere to run, I’m forced to trust someone I never expected. At least with Lou safe in Blackwood Keep—far away from me—I’ll die with my conscience intact. Because she no longer looks at me with friendship in her eyes. Those iridescent blues shine with a different need entirely, and I’ve never been able to deny her.
It is strongly advised that you read The Peer and the Puppet before diving into The Moth and the Flame. Content suitable for ages 18+.
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Excerpt:
Lou didn’t awaken when I climbed through her window, weary and angry, late the following night. My prediction had come true. I’d gone back to Blackwood Keep, and against my better judgment, I confronted Danny Boy. Or rather Ever McNamara. Heir to a multibillion-dollar hotel empire. And the only son of Thomas McNamara. Surprisingly, what bothered me most wasn’t Danny Boy or his double life. Something about his father had seemed familiar to me. As if I’d known him in another lifetime. I shook my head as I toed off the black and white striped Adidas Lou had picked out, swearing the sneakers almost made me look normal. I snorted, and with a moan, she shifted in her sleep causing the sheet covering her lower half to slip dangerously low. Before I could rethink it, I ran my fingers over the curve of her naked hip now bare to me. Thoughts of Ever McNamara fled to the recesses of my mind as I marveled at the smoothness of her skin. It was a surprising contrast to her hardened demeanor, but I always knew it was a front. She was a pillar, no doubt standing tall and appearing strong, but one day, her cracked foundation would crumble, and I’d make damn sure I was around to pick up the pieces. Even if she didn’t want me to be. There were times when she didn’t appreciate just how seriously I took my role as her best friend. She claimed I acted like her father rather than her friend. If that was what she called making sure no one ever hurt her again, then sure—I’d daddy the fuck out of her. Another moan slipped from her lips when my fingers reach the edge of her frilly blue panties, but this time, it was the sound of my name on her lips. For a second, I panicked, thinking she’d caught me perving on her, but when her even breaths continued, I realized she was still very much out of it, and a smile slowly formed as my fingers dipped lower. “What are you dreaming right now, Lou?” Her breath seemed to catch as I continued to toy with the seam of her panties. “Are you dreaming of me?” She sighed in response. “You are, aren’t you?” A low whine escaped her. “I know what you’re after, little Valentine. I’ve known all along.” We both seemed to stop breathing when my fingers dipped beneath her panties and I felt her smooth skin. “How can you be sure you can handle me when I haven’t even kissed you yet?” I swallowed, cursing myself but then decided to allow myself honesty. At least this once. She was writhing now, attempting to relieve the ache I knew was building, but we both knew it was useless. Nothing short of getting me inside her would ever do. “You want to come.” It wasn’t a question but a statement of fact. “But you don’t get to come. You’ve been bad, Lou. This is how I’ll punish you.” I freed my fingers from her panties and stepped back. As if I’d snapped my fingers, breaking her from my spell, she jackknifed from the bed, breathing hard and looking around in confusion. When her gaze pierced the dark and found me, I remain perfectly still, my hands already in my pockets, pretending my fingers weren’t burning with the memory of her soft skin. “Wren?” My eyebrow rose. “You expecting someone else?”
About B.B. Reid: B.B. Reid is a bestselling author of new adult romance. She grew up the only daughter and middle child in a small town in North Carolina. After graduating with a Bachelors in Finance, she started her career at an investment research firm while continuing to serve in the National Guard. She currently resides in Charlotte with her moody cat and enjoys collecting Chuck Taylors and binge-eating chocolate. Please visit her website for more information: www.bbreid.com
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Review
4 stars

B.B. Reid has always been a 1-click author for me. Everything she writes has been captivating. And The Peer and the Puppet was one of my favorites. 

As much as I love Lou and Wren, the beginning of their story was a little slow moving for me. Or maybe I was just impatient for them to truly get together, not sure. But as the story moves and the plot reveals itself in how it plays to the larger series, well, it got really good. All my favorite players were in the mix and couldn't wait to see what happens. 

You must read The Peer and The Puppet to understand this story completely, but you won't regret it. Four and Ever are a volcanic couple that captures everyone in their lava flow.
















Monday, May 13, 2019

Callie Hart - Rebel of Raleigh High (Raleigh Rebels #1)



* The Rebel of Raleigh High is the first book in the Raleigh Rebels Series. Please be advised, this book comes with a trigger warning. Intended for readers 17+ * 


Silver 


Hit me.
Kick me.
Hurt me.
Hate me.

There’s nothing that the students of Raleigh High can do to Silver Parisi anymore. Over the past year, she’s had to endure more pain and suffering than most people are asked to bear in their lifetimes. She’s a pariah, an outcast, a ghost. She’s also never been one to take shit lying down, though…despite what half the football team might say.

With only one hundred and sixty-eight days left of the school year, it won’t be long until graduation, and Silver’s planning on skipping town and leaving Raleigh firmly in her rearview mirror…

Until he comes along…

Alex 

Orphan.
Degenerate.
Reprobate.
Deviant.
Alex Moretti’s earned most of his labels, and he’s not ashamed of a single one of them. He’ll earn far worse before he’s finished with his new found ‘friends’ at Raleigh High. Having spent years being ground down under the boot heel of society, it’s time for a little payback. And if exacting revenge upon the heads of the Raleigh elite means he can also help the beautiful girl who hovers in the shadows, then that’s all for the better.

Oil and water. Fire and ice. The differences between Silver and Alex are broader than any chasm. To reach one another, they must take a leap of faith and fall into the divide.

And falling?

Nothing good ever came from falling.
 








Review
4 stars


As much as I liked Silver and Alex, their romance seemed a little too easy and quick. Like love at first sight kind of quick. But I went along for the ride anyway because Alex really made a great Hero. And I felt drawn to find out how this all played out.

There is a moment in the story where I thought I was going to have to "hate" Callie for a moment (no spoilers here) when I turned the page to find only 3 sentences. But she didn't crush my heart with that fake out and now I'm hooked into seeing how this is all going to play out.