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She never meant to let anyone in, least of all him. Now that she has, she is forever changed. Capri sees her life one way. Dull. She’s learned to dim and fade into the world around her. Until the day she agreed to more time with him.
Shrouding himself in a carefully constructed shield of humor and vibrant charm, Wes has effectively kept everyone out for most of his life. He’s successfully hidden the truth about who he really is, but then she agreed to more time with him.
Lines become crossed and reconstructed. Secrets are revealed, and infatuation is born. Will their connection be enough to paint themselves new, or will the truths of their lives be too stained to overcome.
For college student Kensie, finding love hasn’t been easy. With a father she’s estranged from she finds it difficult to trust men, and with a past she’s ashamed of she is unable to trust herself. Kensie feels irrevocably stagnant with an unending desire to move. That is, until she meets August, and her life is set into motion.
After a tragic accident, August gave up on living. A captive to his guilt, he is unable to move on from his past. Then he finds a reason in Kensie. She awakes every dormant fiber of his being, but will she want him once she discovers he is everything she fears most?
Can Kensie let herself love August, or will the truth destroy her?
Kimberly Rose is a wife, mom, and writer. She found her love of writing in her teens pouring out an angst-ridden heart into journals. Kimberly self published her first book, Truth in Wildflowers, in 2014. She currently lives in Honolulu, Hawaii with her husband and daughter.
Truth, I hide. Truth, you seek. Truth, I confess. Truth, you leave.
She never meant to let anyone in, least of all him. Now that she has, she is forever changed. Capri sees her life one way. Dull. She’s learned to dim and fade into the world around her. Until the day she agreed to more time with him.
Shrouding himself in a carefully constructed shield of humor and vibrant charm, Wes has effectively kept everyone out for most of his life. He’s successfully hidden the truth about who he really is, but then she agreed to more time with him.
Lines become crossed and reconstructed. Secrets are revealed, and infatuation is born. Will their connection be enough to paint themselves new, or will the truths of their lives be too stained to overcome.
Review
I was able to review book 1, Truth in Wildflowers and would suggest reading the book prior to reading Truth in Watercolors. The reasoning is that it starts where the first book ends. And there are character backgrounds that will definitely be helpful.
Enjoyed reading about these characters and their passion for art. Whether it’s tattoos or painting, these two really are talented. In the beginning of the story Wes saves Capri from having to endure an awful way to breakup. But in this gesture, both began to feel something more. Both have their secrets and when they confide in one another, the love story is beautiful!
The author did another awesome job with character development. Lennon is still my favorite. And Wes made me laugh out loud with his dialogue. Oh and the way he was protective of Capri made me like him more. I enjoyed the dialogue again by Kimberly. It was relatable and really funny. Even though both felt drawn together, I kind of wish they acted on it sooner. The two were way too cautious. If you’re looking for a great summer read, I recommend Truth in Watercolors, 4 smooches!
Sometimes the best things in life come from the unexpected. So if you lower your expectations, then you’ll never be disappointed. Sound cheesy? It is, but
it’s also true. Clichés come from a grain of truth…like a man with a Porsche is compensating for something, or once a cheater always a cheater—you get the
idea. Sorry, I digress. I’m supposed to be telling you what this book is about.
I’m Megan Walker, a lawyer at one of the hottest boutique law firms in Atlanta. I’m on the fast track to making partner and have my entire life planned
out…or I did.
We all know how that goes, right? Best laid plans and all that.
Life just threw me a couple curveballs, so I’ve set out to take things into my own hands. By throwing caution to the wind and getting out of my A-type
personality bubble, I’m learning more about myself than I have in my twenty-seven years.
Chad’s face is a mask of contradictions and his penis is still hard and he’s wearing a condom and he’s walking toward me. “Megan, listen, baby, we can work
this out.”
“Oh yeah, we can?”
“Yes,” he says, standing there with his pants at his ankles.
I know I’m repeating myself, but who walks toward his girlfriend with a condom on and pants at the ankles.
“How about this? You both have three minutes to get the fuck out of my house. I’m going to change because I have one of the most important depositions of
my life, and I can’t go with guacamole on my shirt.”
Where is this calm coming from? No idea.
“Baby, come on. Don’t overreact.”
What a dick, right? Yep, he really says this, to me, while he is standing there with a condom on his dick, his pants around his ankles. The secretary now
throws my vibrator on my perfect seven hundred thread count sheets and pulls her dress down from where it was bunched at her waist.
“Oh, you think this is over reacting?” I take a step toward him for the first time since I’ve been here.
Chad takes another step toward me.
I smile. “I think overreacting would be to grab that knife that I cut my cantaloupe with this morning, you know the one that’s still on the kitchen
counter, and cut your dick and balls off. Then have them mounted. I think that would be overreacting. I, however, am simply asking you to get your shit,
your condom, your whore and never come back.” Ice enters my veins and voice and he knows I’m not fucking around.
“Megan,” his condescending tone blows the roof off my calm.
“Chad…” I use the same tone. “If you aren’t gone in,” I look down at my watch, the one he gave me for my birthday, “two minutes now, I’m going to punch
myself in the face and then stab you.”
He stares at me.
“Heat of passion and all that. I walked in on my live in boyfriend pounding a bitch in my bedroom, using my dirty vibrator…I don’t think a jury anywhere
would convict me. You?” I smirk and cock my head to the side in a question. At that, I turn and walk into my huge walk-in closet and change my shirt. My
closet was the main reason why I bought this house. I have no idea if the shirt I’m pulling off the hanger matches my suit. I’m trying to focus, trying to
compartmentalize what just happened.
R.L. resides in the Atlanta area with some cool dudes: her husband, son and one crazy dog. She was born and raised in the South. She attended Georgia
Southern University and moved to Washington, D.C. to intern in the United States Senate during the impeachment trial. Falling in love with the city, she
went to law school at American University, Washington College of Law. By A Thread is R.L.’s second book, but is the first in a series of books.
Series order: By A Thread, Tension, Seamless, Mending (short story describing the events between the end of Seamless and the Epilogue) and Heart in Wire
Sometimes the best things in life come from the unexpected. So if you lower your expectations, then you’ll never be disappointed. Sound cheesy? It is, but it’s also true. Clichés come from a grain of truth…like a man with a Porsche is compensating for something, or once a cheater always a cheater—you get the idea. Sorry, I digress. I’m supposed to be telling you what this book is about.
I’m Megan Walker, a lawyer at one of the hottest boutique law firms in Atlanta. I’m on the fast track to making partner and have my entire life planned out…or I did. We all know how that goes, right? Best laid plans and all that. Life just threw me a couple curveballs, so I’ve set out to take things into my own hands. By throwing caution to the wind and getting out of my A-type personality bubble, I’m learning more about myself than I have in my twenty-seven years. Sound like a chick flick, doesn’t it? It’s not.
Review
Megan Walker, a lawyer with her dreams within her grasps, gets dealt a crummy hand in the relationship department. When she finds her boyfriend in a compromising position on the day that could make or break her career, causes her to do the unthinkable. After banging out her deposition she goes to a liquor store and gets some vodka and an unlikely item. Just when she thinks her world is crazy, it gets turn on its axis.
With her best friend Laura, these girls go on a road trip. Closure is needed for Megan and she seeks it. Along the way are hot guys, concerts and soul searching.
I don’t know where to start, so I’m just going to jump in. Even though I read the blurb beforehand, I felt like I was going in blind. I had no idea what was going to happen in this book. The banter and friendship between Laura and Megan was fun. There was a lot of dialogue between the two, some funny and some not so much. The character is 27, I too am 27, and I didn’t find her relatable to me. I don’t talk the way that Megan did. And I found it odd. That’s the only thing I couldn’t connect with in the book. I liked that each man she meets on her journey, provides her with some clue as to what she wants in a man. If your looking for a summer road trip book with fun times and hot boys this would be the book for you. 3.5 smooches for Sunshine and Whiskey.
It’s been said the longest echo ever measured lasted 75 seconds, but I can assure you, this will last much longer. The bang deafened the world around me, muting everything into nullity, allowing the reflection of its destruction to live far beyond its intended life.
It will follow me forever, destroying me—destroying you.
We are so excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for Lexi Blake’s ADORED! ADORED is a Contemporary Erotic Romance novella in Lexi’s Masters and Mercenaries Series! Check it out below and grab your copy today!!
Mitch Bradford is an intimidating man. In his professional life, he has a reputation for demolishing his opponents in the courtroom. At the exclusive BDSM club Sanctum, he prefers disciplining pretty submissives with no strings attached. In his line of work, there’s no time for a healthy relationship. After a few failed attempts, he knows he’s not good for any woman—especially not his best friend’s sister.
A woman who always gets what she wants
Laurel Daley knows what she wants, and her sights are set on Mitch. He’s smart and sexy, and it doesn’t matter that he’s a few years older and has a couple of bitter ex-wives. Watching him in action at work and at play, she knows he just needs a little polish to make some woman the perfect lover. She intends to be that woman, but first she has to show him how good it could be.
A killer lurking in the shadows
When an unexpected turn of events throws the two together, Mitch and Laurel are confronted with the perfect opportunity to explore their mutual desire. Night after night of being close breaks down Mitch’s defenses. The more he sees of Laurel, the more he knows he wants her. Unfortunately, someone else has their eyes on Laurel and they have murder in mind.
EXCERPT:
“I take it you found out about me joining the trainee program at Sanctum.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. I don’t think it’s professional for the two of us to be at the same club together. I count on that club, Laurel. The few friends I have in life are there.”
“All right. I’ll let them know I won’t be coming anymore.” She took a deep breath and there was a hollowness to her expression he despised. It was only there for a moment and then her face was a polite blank. “Do you need anything? Coffee? You skipped lunch. I could get you a sandwich.”
“Just like that? You’ll leave it like that? I expected more of a fight out of you.”
She shook her head. “I didn’t join to cause you harm or to take something away from you. I joined because I wanted to explore that side of myself. Since you’ve made it plain that my presence takes away from your enjoyment of something you need, I’ll leave.”
How did she do this to him? She’d had him in knots since the moment he’d met her. “Could you give me a couple of minutes to catch up? I didn’t even know you were interested in the lifestyle.”
Now her inner brat made an appearance, those pretty blue eyes rolling. “Of course you did, Mitchell. That’s a complete cop out and unworthy of you, counselor. If you’re going to defend yourself at least do it properly. You’ve known I was interested in D/s since the moment you hired me.”
He had. He’d found books by Sanctum’s resident authors, Amber Rose and Dakota Cheyenne. Silly pen names for Serena Dean-Miles and Laurel’s sister-in-law, Bridget Daley. Bridget was the one who had sparked Laurel’s interest, though he’d rather thought it had all been a means to an end. “I thought it was really me you were interested in.”
About Lexi Blake:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband and three kids. She began writing at a young age concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance that she found success. Lexi believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome or foursome may seem.
Bad enough Jade Frost’s boyfriend drags her to a boring poker game. Even worse that he actually threw her into the betting pot during an intense round…and lost. Talk about the perfect excuse for Jade to make him her ex-boyfriend.
Now she supposedly belongs to the ultra rich, extremely gorgeous Shep Prescott. He could have anything he wants yet he seems to be in hot pursuit of her. No matter how rude, how snarky, how impossible she acts, it doesn’t stop him. More like her horrible behavior seems to make him want her more.
When she finds herself starting to fall for him, Jade’s confused. There’s more to Shep than the carefree rich charmer he portrays. No way could he want a serious relationship with her…or could he?
Excerpt:
“I hate Shepard
Prescott.”
“Of course you do.
Heaven forbid you’re normal and think he’s hot like the rest of the female
population on campus.” Kelli rolls her eyes, flicking her long, perfectly wavy
brown hair over her shoulder. I dodge out of the way before all that glossy
perfect hair smacks me in the face.
“Do you really
think he’s hot?”
The pointed look
Kelli sends my way is answer enough.
It doesn’t matter
if I think or Kelli thinks he’s good looking because he just is. There’s no
denying that fact. But his arrogant attitude and smug personality cancels out
the sexiness.
“Seriously. He’s
an asshole.” I stare at the back of the asshole’s head. His hair is this
streaked golden brown that almost looks like he paid for those highlights,
which I really hope he didn’t because oh my God, that would make him even more
pretentious. Though I’m sure he received those naturally glorious blond streaks
by sailing on his family’s yacht or whatever. Or perhaps sunning himself on the
beach during one of the many tropical vacations he no doubt takes.
To say we run in
different crowds is putting it mildly. He’s older than me by two years. He’s in
a frat and I’m not in a sorority. He’s rich as hell and I am most assuredly not.
There is absolutely no reason whatsoever for him to know I exist and I’m fine
with that.
Really.
“Even his name makes
him sounds like an asshole. And his nickname is stupid too. Shep.” I grimace. All rich dudes have
stupid nicknames I swear. “Sounds like a dog’s name. ‘Here boy. Here Shep.
Mommy’s got a treat for you’,” I sing song then roll my eyes. “Ridiculous.”
“I just bet
Mommy’s got a treat for him,” Kelli says, her droll voice dripping with
sarcasm.
“Pfft. Please. He
wishes.” I wave my hand, sending a cautious glance in Shep’s direction. I may
be mocking his ass but the last thing I want is for him to actually hear me.
“You’re on a roll
tonight aren’t you?” Kelli sounds bored. That’s because we are bored. Holed up
in a crappy little underground poker palace run by the supposedly legendary gambler
Shepard Prescott and all of his rich, asshole friends. Our boyfriends brought
us here so they could play against Shep and his gambling posse because they
have a reputation. As in, they bet big so they tend to win big. But more often
than not, they lose. Really big…
Our boyfriends are
counting on the losing really big part.
“I can tolerate
maybe two more rounds of this and then I’m walking,” I mutter before I finish
off the rest of the warm beer in my requisite red Solo cup. Grimacing, I set
the cup on the table behind me and heave a big sigh, earning a quick glance
from my boyfriend. Pretty sad he recognizes my irritated sighs but we really
haven’t been getting along lately so it’s no surprise. He flashes me a tense
smile before returning his gaze to the cards in his hand.
“He looks
stressed.” Kelli nudges my side with her pointy elbow, making me yelp. Does she
sharpen those things or what? “Joel. Look at him.”
I’m looking at
him. And she’s right. Joel does look stressed. What else is new? “He’s been
wearing that look a lot lately.” Lack of funds will do that to a person.
Instead of saving the money his parents gave him at the beginning of the
semester to bail him out since he lost his part time job, he went and blew it
on stupid stuff. Like that pair of designer sunglasses he promptly lost when he
was at one of those lake parties, got drunk and went swimming with them on. In
February.
My boyfriend
doesn’t always make the best choices.
“He doesn’t have
very many chips left either,” Kelli mentions, leaning in close to me so she can
see past Shep. But who can really see past that guy? He has shoulders as broad
as a mountain. And all that wild does he
pay for highlights or not hair that sort of springs up as if it has a mind
of its own.
“Good. Maybe that
means we can leave soon.” I grab my cup from the table and bring it to my lips
only to realize it’s empty and I frown. Not that I want more warm beer but…
“Get her another.”
Shep raises his hand above his head and snaps his fingers, his finger pointed
backward.
Right at me.
“How the hell did
he do that?” I ask no one under my breath, glancing up at the barely dressed
girl who’s suddenly standing in front of me, fresh Solo cup in hand outstretched
toward me. I take the drink from her with a mumbled thank you and she flashes
me a toothy smile before she bounces away.
“Look.” Another
nudge from Kelli’s pointy elbow—that should be an illegal weapon—before she’s
pointing at the wall across from us. There’s a mirror mounted there.
And Shepard
Prescott is looking right at us, a smug grin stretching his lips wide,
revealing perfect white teeth.
The series continues!
IN THE DARK (Book 2) August 25, 2015
Stuck spending the summer with his screwed up family, Gabriel Walker is bored out of his mind and looking for an adventure. And he seems to find it with the hot girl who lives next door. The attraction between them is instant. Electric. Soon they’re spending every stolen minute together. Talk about the perfect summer fling…
Lucy isn’t what she seems. She doesn’t live next door—she’s the maid who’s been hired to house sit for the summer while the family goes on a worldwide vacation. If Gabe wants to believe she’s a spoiled rich girl looking for some fun, she can go along with that. After the summer, she’ll never see him again.
They don’t count on running into each other at college. Now Lucy must keep up the pretense of being a rich girl—and it’s exhausting. She knows she’s falling in love with Gabe and she’s scared he feels the same. Will he still care about her when he discovers the truth?
Newly broke girl Alexandria Asher just wants to live a normal life. After her parents are sent to prison on embezzlement charges, she enrolls in college under her mother’s maiden name and tries her best to pretend she’s someone else.
Tristan Chadwick is everything Alex is trying to avoid. A seemingly egotistical, lazy, rich jerk, she dumps her beer on his head when he comes on to her one night at a party. This only spurs Tristan into action. He loves nothing more than a challenge. And the beautiful Alex is exactly the type of challenge that intrigues him.
Despite her reluctance, Alex finds herself quickly involved with Tristan. Underneath that playboy exterior is a good guy, a sweet and sexy guy who she is undoubtedly falling for. What they both don’t realize is the actions of Alex’s parents are the reason for so much tragedy in Tristan’s family. And when Tristan discovers who Alex and her family really is, can he forgive and forget?
New York Times, USA Today and international bestselling author Monica Murphy is a native Californian who lives in the foothills below Yosemite with her husband and three children. She’s a workaholic who loves her job. When she’s not busy writing, she also loves to read and travel with her family. She writes new adult and contemporary romance and is published with Bantam and Avon. She also writes romance as USA Today bestselling author Karen Erickson.
Dreams.
I used to have them—before the nightmares started.
I dreamed of nice guys, love…normalcy.
Things like reading the Sunday paper in bed with my lover.
But who needs dreams when your reality is filled with a string of faceless dominating men in uniform? Men that pack a thick bulge and are only too happy to satisfy my deviant sexual cravings.
Me. That’s who.
And then HE walked through the door and shared with me, a total stranger, his intimate dream of love. Damn him for verbalizing every single detail of the dream I buried long ago.
And now I don’t know how I’m going to live without that dream.
Or him.
Holding eye contact with the man, meeting the challenge head on, Henry didn’t flinch. He wanted him to know that he was aware that he was being watched. The energy between the two was sharp and direct. There was no mistaking that contact had been made, and Henry could feel his stomach cramping with excitement, and his balls tightening with desire. This was a man he had dreamed about his whole life. He exuded absolute power. Envisioning him in uniform made Henry inexplicably ache even more.
Definitely a Marine, he thought. A lieutenant? A captain? This man gave orders and expected them to be followed. He commanded. Demanded. And received.
Turning away, Henry made his way through the crowd in search of the bathroom. Mostly he needed his air back and a moment to process what had transpired. He knew that wasn’t all in his head.
The man hadn’t just cruised him.
He’d claimed him.
Heading into the bathroom, the site of an open stall door felt like an immediate godsend and he needed to get behind it, alone. Quickly.
It happened so fast, he wasn’t quite sure how it occurred. Entering the stall, he turned to close the door but was propelled against the metal stall wall to his right, knocking the air out of him. He heard the muffled sound of the stall door latch being locked. The larger man pinned him with his body, his muscular chest pressing Henry flush against the cold metal. The cool smooth surface felt good against his hot, sunburned cheek. Henry could feel the man’s cock pressed against his ass crack on the outside of his bike shorts and wondered if the guy’s cock was still in his pants or not. It wasn’t until that moment that he realized the man had him in a loose choke hold. He didn’t feel fear, and somehow instinctually knew this guy wasn’t going to hurt him. He was establishing his control and position.
With lips next to Henry’s ear, his voice was little more than a growl. “Is that what you want? Little boys? Little boys that will never satisfy you? Is that what you want?” His sizable cock pressed harder against Henry’s ass. With his free hand, the man reached around to the front of Henry’s bike shorts and found exactly what he was looking for – a hard, excited cock. Giving it a squeeze through the slippery material of his bike shorts, Henry hardened immediately to the man’s touch. Continuing to fondle him through the thin fabric, while simultaneously pressing him from behind, the Marine hissed into Henry’s ear, “I asked you a question.”
Brain cells blown away by the physical assault both front and rear, for the life of him, Henry could not remember the man’s question and answered by pressing his junk harder into the guy’s hand, needing to feel possessed by his grasp. He did not disappoint Henry as he squeezed his balls tighter.
“You still want little boys?” he growled, his arm tightening around Henry’s neck.
The moment Henry felt the crook of his arm squeeze his neck, he began to pump himself into the man’s hand, “No. I don’t want little boys.”
“Then what is it you want?” The man had Henry by his cock and was pressing him firmly against his own hard-on, grinding harshly against his ass.
“I want you.”
“Good. And I don’t want you dancing with those boys. Do you understand that?”
Henry nodded his head, yes.
With his hand firmly encasing Henry’s privates, the Marine pressed the smaller man against him and continued to let Henry feel the pressure of his cock against his ass.
Henry leaned his weight back into him, eyes closed. There was nothing in the world except the guy’s hand kneading and pressing his balls. He wanted to stay in the moment forever. Submit to whatever the man wanted from him.
And then he was gone. Leaving Henry against the wall with a raging hard-on and a need to feel the Marine’s hands and cock again, hear his voice, low and raspy, in his ear. Without removing an article of clothing or coming, he had never had a sexual experience that excited him as much, and he knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he would always remember the sublime feeling of being restrained by this man.
He wanted more.
Excerpt #2:
Henry was deeply ensconced in his own head, making resolutions about moving on, not paying attention to his surroundings, or seeing the man, as he approached his car. He was leaning against the hood, his thick muscled arms folded across his chest. Calm, cool, collected, in charge and so damn freaking handsome.
“Your place?” was all he said.
Henry felt the sharp stab in his heart as his adrenal glands shot a release of hormones into his blood stream. Shaking his head no, he was shocked at how cool and calm his voice sounded, when he was anything but, “No. I don’t think so. You haven’t even bought me a drink yet.”
Walking around the big Marine to the driver’s side, Henry hit the remote, unlocking the door.
With a palm to the solar plexus to stop him, “Where are you going?” the Marine asked.
“Home,” Henry was very matter-of-fact.
“I thought you wanted me to buy you a drink?”
Stepping around the Marine, Henry opened the door to his black BMW and got in. “I do…” and he closed the door and started the engine.
Rolling down the window, he added with a smile, “… on Sunday.” Gunning the Beamer’s engine, he left the Marine in the dusty parking lot with a smile on his handsome face.
Well played, Henry congratulated himself. Let him ache for me as much as I’ve been aching for him.
USA Today Bestselling author Julie A. Richman is a native New Yorker living deep in the heart of Texas. A creative writing major in college, reading and writing fiction has always been a passion. Julie began her corporate career in publishing in NYC and writing played a major role throughout her career as she created and wrote marketing, advertising, direct mail and fundraising materials for Fortune 500 corporations, advertising agencies and non-profit organizations. She is an award winning nature photographer plagued with insatiable wanderlust. Julie and her husband have one son and a white German Shepherd named Juneau.
Dreams. I used to have them—before the nightmares started. I dreamed of nice guys, love…normalcy. Things like reading the Sunday paper in bed with my lover.
But who needs dreams when your reality is filled with a string of faceless dominating men in uniform? Men that pack a thick bulge and are only too happy to satisfy my deviant sexual cravings.
Me. That’s who.
And then HE walked through the door and shared with me, a total stranger, his intimate dream of love. Damn him for verbalizing every single detail of the dream I buried long ago.
And now I don’t know how I’m going to live without that dream. Or him.
Review
Wow, just wow. This is my very first book by Julie A. Richman. I have actually purchased the entire Needing Moore Series but with the influx of arcs I read it is rare that I get to have a fun read but they are definitely on my TBR, especially after reading Henry’s End. This book is really quite amazing in the most surprising and wonderful way.
I happen to love me a m/m book and honestly I was expecting a light and sexy read. I was in no way prepared for the astonishing, eventful, and sometimes agonizing journey that I went on with Henry. This is not your traditional romance. This is the story of Henry, a gay man, that starts in the 90’s and spans time until the present. The timeline and plot were brilliantly written and depicts Henry’s struggles as a gay man in the 90’s; his loves and his losses, his relationships, friendships, and his hardships. It just blew me the hell away.
I am usually a fan of romance novels written in first person or alternating point of views but I had absolutely no problem with Julie’s story telling. I fell in love with these characters, especially Henry. I felt extremely connected to the story and I will warn you to grab some tissues because this is definitely an ugly cry. And while this book was definitely sexy, it was more of an emotional journey for me. Henry stole my heart and on more than one occasion it broke for him. I rooted for him, I cried for him, and I wanted to hug this wonderful man and make his life all better for him.
I read this book as a standalone and had absolutely no problem, so if you haven’t read the Needing Moore series you should have no problem, it still read beautifully. There is a gorgeous and well deserved HEA at the end of this book so don’t let my ugly crying comments deter you from picking this one up. It is an absolute must read!
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling indie author Nicole Edwards comes the final scorching installment in her Alluring Indulgence series, erotic romances featuring the Texan Walker brothers and their sizzling-hot love interests.
Brendon Walker’s life was altered drastically when his twin brother fell in love. Coming to grips with his new reality hasn’t been an easy road, and he fears he’s all but given up.
Cheyenne Montgomery is familiar with the spotlight, and she’s familiar with fame. What she isn’t familiar with is the incredible lure of the sexy Walker brother who makes her heart beat wildly. Seeing him spiral out of control has been tough on her. So what will it take for Cheyenne to convince him that change can be a good thing?
Review
“Why are you smiling?” “Because I think you’re cute.” “Cute? You seriously did not just call me cute.” “I did.” “I’m not cute.” “Oh, but you are.”
How sad are we to see the Alluring Indulgence series come to a close and while I am positive that I ill fall hard for Nicole’s other characters coming too the Walker brothers will always be my first love from her. Brendon is an emotional and scorching hot end to a series that proved to me that good guys can be as sexy as any bad boy.
“It didn’t fit at all with all the assumptions he’d been making about her all along. Just more proof that Cheyanne Montgomery was too damn good for the likes of him.”
I feel like I have been through a rollercoaster of emotions when it comes to Brendon. I loved his and Braydon’s fun care free ways in the early books and as their stories developed more I felt both sad for him and anger over how he handled the situations he was forced into. Depressed and bitter Brendon is walking around wasting the blessed life he has been given and earned. Now is finally the time for him to move past it all and come into his own.
“Heavens. She wasn’t sure she was going to survive him. But she was damn sure going to try.”
Cheyenne has not had the easy life that everyone expects from the country starlet. That plus the fact that she has no desire to be “shared” has pushed her away from a man she felt a real connection to. Brendon and Cheyenne have been on each other’s lives but kept their distance because both are convinced they cannot ever truly have the other. But now that his brother is settles and moving on Brendon is starting to realize he wants the same thing. Now to just claim the woman he has known was his.
“Holy fuck, did you seriously not wear panties?” “I didn’t wear them, just for you.” “You’re a naughty girl, you know that?” “Only for you.”
Brendon felt fresh and new to me in the Alluring Indulgence series. With a mysterious subplot involving a stalker and the men of Sniper 1 Security, Nicole has managed to seamlessly cross over her new series and has me fully intrigued and wanting more from them. Brendon is deliciously alpha and protective and loves Cheyenne with everything he has. Brendon starts with him taking care of her in her time of need and I loved the fact that he never stops. Their story is endearing and exciting and the epilogue had me almost in tears catching up with all those I have come to love.
“You are the brightest light in my darkest days.”
While told in third person, which is not always my favorite, Brendon is a smooth and easy read that I was able to do in one day. I could not put it down and was looking for any opportunity to sneak back to Bren and Chey and their sweet and sexy story. While it is incredibly sad that the series is coming to an end I am happy that while the end is here I am certain we will see more from these boys in future series.
