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REVIEW: Three Hard Lessons – Nikki Sloane

Three Hard LessonsThree Hard Lessons by Nikki Sloane
Series: Blindfold Club #2 (can standalone)
Genre: erotica
Themes: BDSM
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I am the woman men pay thousands of dollars to sleep with. I do what I love and what I’m so very good at.

Then he walks in and drops $30,000. He wants to talk. And kiss. And take me home.

In a single night, this man turns everything upside-down and has me breaking every rule I’ve lived by to keep men at a distance. I’m about to learn some lessons the hard way.

Don’t tease him. Don’t give him boundaries. And don’t think you get a choice in who you love.

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Review

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“Go and put up your walls, Payton. They don’t stop me.”

As ever, Nikki Sloane delivers a scorchingly sexy erotica novel with just the right amount of romance and drama to keep it interesting. The main thing that stood out for me in this book, besides the acute chemistry between the two leads, was the characterisation of Dom. He was unbelievably awesome. It’s so refreshing to have the hero of a romance not be totally dominant and alpha, but instead be sensitive, embarrassed and a little unsure of himself (with the capability to go uber-dom at the perfect moment, despite his inexperience). Similarly, I found Payton a strong supporting character in the previous novel, and it was wonderful to be able to explore her strong, independent character further.

The romance aspect was surprisingly heartwarming, and managed to fulfil the disgustingly girly romantic part of me without being too stupid and unrealistic. I think that’s what makes this series so good – there’s incredibly hot sex, but underneath that there’s a sweet love story, with characters that are actually developed enough to root for and care about. Even during the group sex scenes, Sloane manages to maintain their connection, similarly to the previous instalment, resulting in a panty-melting scene but without ruining the romance and relationship that has been built up between the two.

“I can’t make you say you love me.” He blinked and the aqua in his eyes darkened. They filled with determination. “But I can make you feel it.”

Sloane is also a master at sex scenes. Everything I’ve read so far has had a five-star heat rating, and I’m not ashamed to say that yes, these scenes make me wet. Always. I think it’s to do with the creativity of them, but also the fact that I fully believe the romance between the characters too, which just leads to me being more emotionally involved, even when they’re doing all manner of things to one another.

Overall, a sickeningly romantic, scorchingly hot read that’ll leave you panting for more. If you like BDSM without the dark (or, like me, love BDSM and the dark), this is the series for you. Now, onto the next one.

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REVIEW: The Dollhouse – Stacia Stone

The DollhouseThe Dollhouse – Stacia Stone
Series: standalone (full-length novel version of a previously released serial)
Genre: erotica
Themes: BDSM
Archetype: billionaire
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The Dollhouse is a place where dreams can become reality – for a price.

There are Dolls for every taste and desire. Fantasy Dolls. Baby Dolls. Dolls as soft as silk or hard as plastic.

Dolls that just want to be broken.

Twenty-one year old college dropout, Dalea Moreno, has spent her entire life trying to ignore the things that she can’t have. When she is offered a place in the Dollhouse and enough money to change her life forever, it is impossible for Dalea to refuse. But when the mysterious patron with the beautiful face and terrifying desires selects her for his own, Dalea quickly realizes he wants more than her body. He wants control over her. He wants her submission. He wants more than she has ever given up before. And he won’t stop until every part of her is his for the taking.

For mature audiences (18+), contains explicit sexual content and BDSM elements. Reader discretion is advised.

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Review

Heat: ★★★★
Rating: ★

This had a lot of strong elements and potential. It just, for me, didn’t quitelive up to them. An excellent premise, I was immediately struck by the basis for this story, particularly due to my love of dark erotica. I felt that it should, if anything, just be ‘erotica’ (maybe worthy of a “dark-ish” label), just with a BDSM and consensual slavery theme.

My main issue was the format. I don’t like serials as I prefer my reads to have a lot of depth and character development, which just tend to get lost when there are small instalments. This was slightly different – a full-length novel version of a previously released serial, but still suffered from trying to fit too many themes and plot developments into one novel. I’d have very much liked to have seen it as maybe a trilogy, a more epic erotic romance which was able to develop the characters fully and completely draw me in. As it was, the plot was highly predictable and there was very little characterisation at all. To be honest, I just didn’t care about them and didn’t really grasp and believe in their relationship.

“Love is neurotransmitters firing and hormones soaking the emotion centers of your brain. It’s a trick that your body plays on your minds. It isn’t real.”

Having said that, I very much enjoyed reading this. Despite its predictability, it was an easy read and extremely steamy, with some wonderful humiliation elements (something I am very fond of reading). I just wanted a little more length, more time with the characters, more time to care, and, of course, more of those extraordinarily written sex scenes to delve further into the world of slave-master BDSM relationships.

Stacia Stone is definitely an author to watch, and despite its flaws, there was a lot of potential here for more.

 

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BOOST & REVIEW: The Found – Cole McCade

The Found Ebook CoverThe Found by Cole McCade
Series: Crow City #2 (can standalone)

Genre: dark erotica, suspense
Themes: kidnapped, BDSM
Archetype: anti-hero
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Witness to a murder. Kidnapped by a monster. Life hanging on a whim. Willow Armitage’s world was already falling apart; between getting fired and caring for her chronically ill father, she’s had little room for anything but survival. But that survival hangs in the balance the night she stumbles into a back alley – and watches a stranger die at the hands of the most beautiful man she’s ever seen.

Lethal. Powerful. Unstable. Terrifying. The contract killer known only as Priest is a dangerous unknown, and when Willow wakes tied to a chair in his hideout, the only thing she sees in his fox-gold eyes is death. Yet for Priest, Willow is a dilemma: an innocent, a saint among the sinners he cuts down in the streets of Crow City. His code of honor forbids shedding innocent blood. Releasing her will send her straight to the police. The only answer is a warped game, and his promise: that he will find the darkness inside her, expose it, and prove that deep down, everyone is just as monstrous as he…and just as worthy of death.

 Yet he unearths not a monster, but a smoldering and secret desire – one that has always terrified Willow, and may be her undoing. His touch sets her alight. His strength burns through her like flame. And his control melts her each time he binds her virgin body, possesses her, teaches her the strength in weakness and the passion in submission. But that passion may be her damnation, and in the end Willow must choose: Priest’s love, or her own life.

 When his every kiss is pure sin…can she resist damnation long enough for Priest to find his way to redemption?

This story contains content centered around non-consent, bodily autonomy, sexual assault, bodily functions, and violence. Please focus on self-care above all, and don’t be afraid to put the book down if you need to in order to protect yourself. You come first, always.

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Excerpt

His fingers grazed the curve of her waist. With a gasp, she snapped her eyes open. He met her gaze, fox-gold turned hot as melting amber, fierce and animal and stripping her more bare than that exposed, naked flesh. She felt like a butterfly pinned to a board, held by his gaze, her limbs going slack and her struggles stopping against her will. She hardly felt it, when he hooked a fingertip under the bunched edge of her tank top—then ripped with such effortless strength, the threads of the side seam snapping apart one after the other, until there was nothing left of her tank top but rags of cloth. No, she hardly felt that…but she felt it when he teased those rags from underneath the ropes, as every scrap of cloth stroked and washed against her skin until she was nothing but a trembling tangle of sensitivity and frozen breaths building tighter and tighter in her chest.

And she felt it when that taunting, teasing fingertip hooked in her panties, slipping into the opening just above her thigh, and she realized just what he intended to do.

Don’t touch me.”

Suddenly she could move again—and she writhed against the ropes, fighting to squirm away. But she had barely an inch of slack, nowhere to go but against the ropes, hanging in midair and so fucking helpless she would scream with sheer rage if she didn’t want to cry with sheer hopelessness. Was he enjoying this? Enjoying watching her struggle? Enjoying how her skin tightened and pulled and her nipples swelled and her breaths came shallow with every touch, her fucking disobedient body whispering dirty thing, dirty thing, give me more of that dirty thing while her mind and heart screamed no, no, not like that, never like that?

Was he enjoying having her at his mercy, unable to escape his every touch?

His fingers dug into the fabric of her panties. Clenched it against his fist. Pulled. Cloth creased, bit, burrowed into her dirty, dirty thing, her wet dirty thing, her pulsing dirty thing, and she was a fucking dirty thing when she arched off the seat and cried out and whimpered and mewled, as he dragged the cloth against her and all she felt was sweet-rough friction and that slickness, sickness, wet and running like a licking tongue.

“D-don’t,” she cried again, and yet he only pulled harder, the panties so much worse than the rope when every fold and crease molded to her flesh like liquid fire and left nothing untouched. “Don’t!

He paused, held that steady pressure, keeping her on the end of a taut-stretched wire. “Are you a virgin, firefly?” he growled.

She spat in his face.

Panting, body heaving, she drew back and spat in his face, and watched with a sort of foggy, dazed satisfaction as it landed in a wet streak on his cheek, dripping down his bronzed skin like a tear. He remained unmoved, watching her steadily, waiting, holding her dangling from the one hand as if he hardly felt her weight and those damnable fingers pulling her panties against her flesh.

“My body is not your business,” she hissed.

“Right now, your body is my property.” He slid a fingertip down into the crease between her hip and thigh, the place where the seam of her panties normally cut in whenever she sat, moved, shifted; there was something too personal about that touch, so close and yet so far, a threat that made her shrink back even as that feeling inside her nearly exploded, that hollow feeling that seemed like a rapacious beast, a dragon with an open maw and empty gullet that was hungry, so hungry to be full. “I want an answer.”

He bunched her panties into his hand again, curling the fabric in stretched wrinkles against his palm—and this time when he pulled he gave no quarter, a single sharp rip and a sound of cloth tearing like tape pulling off the spool, high and shrill. There was a moment’s painful bite, a muted cry welling in her throat, and then the pressure eased as the tatters of her panties fell, forgotten, to the floor.

Still he watched her. And she, naked with nowhere to hide, curled into herself; she felt her nudity like a presence, like a thing touching her and twisting over her flesh to force her to feel every moment of her exposure, every moment of her vulnerability and helplessness. Priest said nothing. He didn’t need to. He never needed to. When he wanted an answer, he got one, and would wait her out as he had before, implacable and unmoving and relentless. She had always imagined men like him to be all force, all bluster, all violence and snarling and threats.

She was quickly learning that silence—silence and careful, metered application of just enough strength to drive his point home—was just as effective as force.

And just as frightening.

Dangling from his grip like a puppy, she hung her head. Anything not to meet those piercing eyes; anything not to feel the shame of giving in to the quiet demand in his gaze; anything to make this end, so he would stop tormenting her and leave her alone.

“…yes,” she mumbled. Still he didn’t speak, or put her down. Defeat sparked into frustration, and she glared at him from under the fall of her hair. “Yes, all right? Are you happy? Is that what you fucking wanted to know?”

“Yes,” he said simply, and lowered her to the floor.

Review

Heat: ★★★★★
Rating: ★★★★★

He lay on his side, sprawled with the indolent languor of a wild thing utterly aware of its own power.

This is something special. Never before have a read any romance – dark or otherwise – which is simultaneously an introspective character study, delving so deep into the mind and unique voice of Willow Armitage that I could completely understand her choices and actions throughout the novel. Understanding does not necessarily mean approving of; rather, throughout this tale I felt like the firefly in the cage, able only to mesmerisingly watch these events unfold and unravel towards their climax, at times feeling disgusted and horrified, at others being seduced and needing.

Dealing with dark subject matter, issues regarding consent, morality and shame, it is easy to be told what to think by an author; McCade instead shows rather than tells, allowing the reading experience to be a totally unique journey for each person, as reading should be. We can form our own conclusions and opinions on Willow and Priest, their relationship and their pasts – something that provides any novel with value.

“You seem, to me, rather than one long road…instead like many short paths that wander a few steps in one direction, before changing again. There is no story; only the beginnings of many, tales unfinished and untold.”

This is a story that is passionate, and will invoke a passionate response from readers – whether hate, disgust or intrigue. It has been a long time since I’ve felt the urge to sit up all night absorbed within someone else’s brain – and rather than a book to consume, for me this was one to savour. I did not want it to end, but I needed to continue reading.

It’s books like these that make me reconsider my entire rating system. If this is a five star read, there are maybe only one or two others I’ve found thus far in my lifetime that can match it.

And honestly? These characters, this intrigue and obsession…it’s something that will stay with me forever.

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REVIEW: The Alpha Billionaire’s Revenge Volume II – Deana Farrady

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Chicago billionaire Jonas Westerling has it all: money, power, a reputation for brilliance, a family he will fiercely protect…and the burning need for revenge.

Linnea Melbourne has nothing. No friends, no lovers, no worldly experience, no resources…and no idea what’s about to happen to her.

Jonas has hated Linnea for years, with no way to forgive her…until now. At last he will take his revenge, make Linnea pay for her crimes and finally put the past behind him.

There’s only one…tiny…problem. Linnea is innocent.

Now she’s paying for somebody else’s sins with her body, becoming the plaything he demands, doing every naughty thing he commands. Because if she doesn’t, somebody else will pay – somebody she must protect at all costs.

Yet behind his cold rage, behind her shocked sorrow, there’s something else simmering – a red-hot, decade-long passion that might never burn out, no matter what disturbing secrets come to light…

The Alpha Billionaire’s Revenge is a love story, a tale of dominance and a story of redemption. It is extremely spicy and not intended for readers under age 18.

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REVIEW: Savage Things – Callie Hart

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Zeth

At the eye of a violent storm, everything is calm. It’s only when the storm shifts that your life explodes into chaos.

The $#*& is finally about to hit the fan for Zeth. After months of blissful quiet, the wolves are at his door, teeth bared and snarling, baying for blood, and the sinister elements of the Seattle underground are closing in tight. In other words, things are about to get bad. Real fucking bad.

Zeth Mayfair isn’t your average criminal, though.

If the New York mob wants his allegiance, they’re gonna have to force him to submit. If the cops want his ass in chains, they’re gonna have to catch him first.

He’ll kill the wolves. He’ll ride out the storm. He’ll make his enemies suffer. Zeth Mayfair is about to crown himself ruler of the city, and fuck anyone who dares to take on the king.

They will obey, or they will fall.

The choice is theirs.

Sloane

Death is a bitch.

Sloane Romera sees death every day, looks it square in the eye, and she does not flinch. When Mason Reeves brings his little sister into St. Peter’s emergency room, a dark cloud hangs over the kid—one Sloane recognizes all too well. Millie is gravely ill, but it’s not too late. Sloane’s determined to do everything in her power to help her, regardless of the cost, regardless of how many rules she must break in the process.

Mason’s struck a deal with the devil, though. A deal that has painted a huge target on Sloane’s back. There’s every chance she’ll be dead by morning, and the man she loves might not be able to save her this time.

If there’s one thing Sloane knows, it’s that you can’t cheat death. When the Grim Reaper demands a life, a life must be given. Bargaining won’t work. Begging is futile.

A life for a life.

The debt must be paid in full.

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Review

Title: Savage Things
Author: Callie Hart
Series: Chaos & Ruin #2
Genre: MC, erotic romance, thriller
Heat: 4/5
Plot: 4/5
Rating: 4/5

NB: This is the second instalment in Callie Hart’s Chaos & Ruin series, the sequel to the Blood & Roses series. For full enjoyment and immersion, it is best to delve into this universe from the beginning.

Once again, Callie Hart takes us on a suspenseful, romantic, sexy and emotional journey in her latest novel. I really cannot get enough of Zeth and Sloane’s relationship and adventures, and with a highly strong, complex supporting cast (both the good guys and the bad guys), populating one of the most tightly planned and well-executed universes out there. Every time I read one of these books I feel overwhelmed at how brilliant it is.

This particular instalment is perhaps one of the least suspenseful, but turns back into a much more emotional read, allowing us to see the more vulnerable sides of Zeth and Sloane, along with the secondary characters Michael and Mason. Hart once again pulls no punches, with the brutality she writes so well.

It’s an intriguing direction this series is being taken in, and has opened up a number of further questions to be answered in the coming instalments (and, of course, potential for further series set in this addictive universe). I’m very appreciative of Zeth’s actions in the ending, which for me was surprising in the best possible way, and is testament to how Hart does not conform to romance tropes whilst still managing to involve real romance and progression in these characters’ lives and relationships.

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RELEASE & REVIEW: Kaden – Brit Lauren

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I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying?

My name is Kaden Ryan and I’m a male escort. I never intended to become an escort, but an opportunity fell into my lap and I took it. It was simple: get paid for sex, an orgasm, a night of pleasure. It’s certainly an easy way to work my way through medical school.

But not everyone’s fantasy is as simple as an orgasm. Some women like the game, and one in particular wants to push me to places I never thought I would go, paid or otherwise. She’s going to be the one to give me a real education.

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Review

Title: Kaden
Author: Brit Lauren
Series: Recherché #2 (can standalone)
Genre: erotica, coming-of-age (of a sort)
Heat: 4/5
Plot: 4/5
Rating: 4/5

What a refreshing read. I found the first instalment in this series to be pretty tame and a little disappointing, but this really made up for it. In fact, this is one of a kind, and unbelievably wonderful to read something like this. Although short, read in about an hour for me, it didn’t feel like anything was skipped over for once (if you follow my reviews, you’ll know that I’m normally not a huge fan of novellas or shorter reads due to their lack of development). My only complaint? A little more emotional connection to Melanie like Kaden experienced would have been a way to make this book physically hurt, and have even more depth to it. But I was totally satisfied with the hot sex and the plot, particularly the ending. Absolutely worth a read.

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TACKLING THE TBR: Comfort Food – Kitty Thomas

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Tackling the TBR

Comfort Food has been on my TBR since 13th May, 2016. Rather than being selected at random, I felt the urge to delve into the darkness (my favourite genre) and this was the first on my Kindle. I downloaded it from Amazon.co.uk for free a while back.

Synopsis

Emily Vargas has been taken captive. As part of his conditioning methods, her captor refuses to speak to her, knowing how much she craves human contact. He’s far too beautiful to be a monster. Combined with his lack of violence toward her, this has her walking a fine line at the edge of sanity.

Told in the first person from Emily’s perspective, Comfort Foodexplores what happens when all expectations of pleasure and pain are turned upside down, as whips become comfort and chicken soup becomes punishment.

This is not a story about consensual BDSM. This is a story about “actual” slavery. If reading an erotic story without safewords makes you uncomfortable, this is not the book for you. This is a work of fiction, and the author does not endorse or condone any behavior done to another human being without their consent.

Review

Title: Comfort Food
Author: Kitty Thomas
Series: standalone
Genre: dark erotica
Heat: 4/5
Plot: 5/5
Rating: 4.5/5

I’ve been wanting to read this for a long time due to a large number of recommendations and my love for dark erotica. I really wasn’t disappointed. The first 25% took a little getting used to, but once I was into it I found I was completely unable to close my Kindle, and just needed to read on and on. This is clearly the product of heavy research, and is not simply dark erotica but also a dive into psychology and the darkest recesses of the mind. The cunning way Emily is treated, with everything so clear and planned, and no cruelty for the sake of it – it’s mind-blowing. We watch Emily be overcome by obsession for her Master, be conditioned to particular behaviours, in such a clinical and clear way that I’ve never read anything quite like it.

This is not going to be a book for everyone, but for those of us who can separate fantasy from reality, it is wondrously satisfying, and contains a surprising amount of depth.

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RELEASE & REVIEW: Thor – L.P. Lovell

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I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying?

They say that love is the most powerful force in the universe. They’re wrong. Sex, lust, passion, these are the emotions which human beings crave. And they’ll spend any amount of money for a taste.

I’m the guy that makes your heartbeat rise with a look, your breath falter with a touch. It’s my job. My name is Thor Jameson and I’m a male escort. No, I’m THE male escort. My reputation is unrivalled and well deserved.

I’ve always been for sale, until the one thing I didn’t even realise I wanted was thrust in my face by chance. For once, I’m not selling, and she’s certainly not buying.

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Review

Title: Thor
Author: L.P. Lovell
Series: Recherché #1
Genre: erotic romance
Heat: 4/5
Plot: 3/5
Characters: 3/5
Rating: 3.5/5

As ever, L.P. Lovell packs the heat on in this romance, delving into the escort genre. Although a sweet read, well-written and easy to devour, I found that it fell a little flat for me plot-wise. It was more like going through the motions of a cliched story, and although Thor was a wonderfully sexy, cheeky and arrogant man, his felt lie the only really developed character. The novel could have done with some extra length, to really make me believe in the romance, and more than just a half-hearted angst towards the end which really didn’t take much time or effort to overcome. Fun and lighthearted, with some scorching sex scenes too, if you are a fan of Lovell’s work and after a summer read, this is a great option.

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REVIEW & RELEASE: Six – James Crow

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I sell more than sex. I sell experiences.

My clients are women of taste and style, with money to lavish on their most intimate fantasies.

The contract is clear: Absolute confidentiality. No limits. 100% satisfaction guaranteed.

I take them to that place in the half-light, where pleasure blurs with pain, and sex becomes so much more. Beautiful filth, sweet and dirty and so fucking delicious. They take it all and always come back for more.

I’m in it for the money, and maybe the pleasure, too.

I don’t do emotional involvement. Ever. I’m a professional, and this is business.

Until she walks in.

Client number SIX

And things get really fucking complicated.

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Review

Title: Six
Author: James Crow
Series: standalone
Genre: hardcore erotic romance
Rating: *****

I don’t think a book has ever given me such a hangover before. I am genuinely still obsessed with everything that is this, and James Crow has an insta-buy reader for life. If I rated books in terms of orgasms, or even in terms of number of times I had to re-charge my rabbit, this would top the lot (and I read a hell of a lot of smut).

I absolutely loved the complexities of the two lead characters, the innocent filth of Emma Jane and the dominant exterior of Jonathan, and how well they played off – and with – each other. Jonathan in particular is fantastic as he’s not the typical alpha, but rather feels like a real person. And for me, that’s the main attraction of this story. The detail of the little things: the burping, the scratching, the pissing that we all do in life, but seem to be forgotten in novels. The rawness of the sex.

Yet, at the heart of this, buried underneath the hardcore, gritty sex, is a sweet love story that had me rooting unconditionally for the two, and a massively satisfying, funny ending that speaks to the romantic in all of us. This is as near perfection as you get.