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Synopsis
What started out as a deal
quickly became a friendship that conquered monsters.
I killed, but I escaped hell.
Emotionless. Disconnected. Cold. A mannequin. It’s what
I’d become in order to survive the years held in captivity. I was able to
endure the abuse and devastating loss as long as I remained detached.
But he wouldn't let me.
Crisis, the bass guitarist in my brother’s rock band, Tear
Asunder. He’s cocky, rude, a total man-whore. But the rock star has far more
beneath the surface of his inked skin, and he’s determined to make me laugh
again.
He made me a "deal", but really, it was
blackmail.
His terms were simple. Until his playful honesty became
the building blocks to something unexpected. Something strong enough to pull me
from the eye of the storm.
Because even though I
escaped years of abuse, it didn’t mean I was free.
My Review
I’m in LOVE with Crisis. He is just everything in this book.
Most books out right now are either the guy is all f’d up or the guy tries to
fix everything to make the girl all better. That is NOT the case in this story.
Crisis is not a mess AND he does not barge in a take control. What he does is
so much better. So much more satisfying. He SUPPORTS his girl. He STANDS beside
his girl while she fights her battles. He is secure enough in himself that he
lets his girl figure things out for herself. He is AMAZING!
Who’s his girl? Haven. A girl that is lost in the past but
so desperate to move on. A girl that has demons so large and so devastating that
she is afraid that if they come out it will ruin someone very close to her. She
is not afraid for herself because she feels like there is nothing left of her
to be salvaged. That is until Crisis. Slowly but surely he draws out the REAL
Haven. The one that was lost years ago. Makes her realize that SHE is worth
fighting for. That SHE is important and loved.
This story will break your heart and mend it back together
all at once. The terrible things that Haven had to endure while growing up
seems too insurmountable to overcome, but she is strong. Stronger then she
thinks. When she breaks, and she must in order for her to heal, will she be
able to pick up the shattered pieces?
I love Nashoda’s writing. It is so genuine, so heartfelt.
While the story itself seems crazy and unbelievable, the characters are real.
Their bond is tangible. The Tear Asunder family might be unconventional, but
they are a family! They will make you laugh and maybe cry. They will defiantly turn
you on. And you will root for them…..because by reading their stories, you
become a part of the family. You just can't help it.
Totally Addicted
Excerpt
I walked
down the hall, pulled the elastic band on my boxers and glanced at my hard
throbbing cock. “You’ll have to wait a little longer, buddy.”
“Are you
really talking to your cock?”
I let go of
the elastic and it snapped hard on my abdomen. Haven wasn’t making coffee; she
was coming up the stairs with an armful of clothes. Fuck, she looked hot, long
blonde hair messy as if she’d tossed and turned in her sleep, and she had
sleepy eyes—adorable.
“Yeah. He’s
angry this morning.” I stood right in the middle of the top of the stairs so if
she wanted to get by, she’d need to brush up against me. It was childish, but
fuck, I was a guy.
Her brows
lifted. “Why is he angry?”
I smirked,
loving that she was down for a little play. “Placed an ‘out of order’ sign on
him.” Her brows drew together and her eyes flicked to my tented boxers.
“Doesn’t
look out of order.”
I laughed
and couldn’t help myself as I stroked the back of my hand down her cheek. It
took her by surprise and she swayed backwards. I grabbed her arm before she
toppled down the stairs and pulled her up onto the landing next to me.
A white
piece of clothing slipped from the pile she was holding and fell at her feet. I
smirked when I realized what it was, and took great pleasure in helping her out
since there was no way she could bend over and get it without everything
falling from her grasp.
I let her go
and crouched, picking up the white lace panties. I held them out and her nose
twitched like a rabbit sensing danger. “I like white. Prefer pink though, for future
notice. And lace I love.”
She was
trapped because if she snatched them from my hand, she’d drop the clothes and
if she didn’t then . . . I curled them up in my palm.
“They aren’t
mine,” she blurted.
God, she was
cute. “Darlin’ I know they are and I love that you’re denying it. Means you
care.”
Now that
raised a little heat in her cheeks and I liked it. Shit, I liked it a lot
because when I left a few months back, that would’ve never happened and now
that was twice. She was affected by me—good to know. “I don’t care.”
I shrugged
then turned to head back to my room to hide my newly acquired treasure. I had
no doubt she’d search for them the second I left the house. I looked back over
my shoulder and caught her eyes staring at my butt; could’ve been my back, but
unlikely. Really, it didn’t matter which. I was just impressed she was eyeing
me up.
“You can
look, but don’t touch,” I said.
Her mouth
dropped open then snapped shut. I disappeared around the corner, then heard her
stomping down the hall. Haven wasn’t a stomper. She was graceful, elegant and
controlled. Too controlled. And that part of her was coming down.
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Nashoda Rose
Nashoda Rose is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author who lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes
contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave.
When she isn't writing, she can be found sitting in a field
reading with her dogs at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves
interacting with her readers and chatting about her addiction—books.
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