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THE UNREQUITED by SAFFRON A KENT :: REVIEW

Standalone student/teacher forbidden love story

SYNOPSIS
Layla Robinson is not crazy. She is suffering from unrequited love. But it’s time to move on. No more stalking, no more obsessive calling. 

What she needs is a distraction. The blue-eyed guy she keeps seeing around campus could be a great one—only he is the new poetry professor—the married poetry professor.

Thomas Abrams is a stereotypical artist—rude, arrogant, and broody—but his glares and taunts don’t scare Layla. She might be bad at poetry, but she is good at reading between the lines. Beneath his prickly façade, Thomas is lonely, and Layla wants to know why. Obsessively.

Sometimes you do get what you want. Sometimes you end up in the storage room of a bar with your professor and you kiss him. Sometimes he kisses you back like the world is ending and he will never get to kiss you again. He kisses you until you forget the years of unrequited love; you forget all the rules, and you dare to reach for something that is not yours.

NOTE: Please be aware that this book deals with sensitive topics like cheating. 18+ Only.

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Reviewed by Jenny & Gitte 

‘I know he’s married. I know he’s an asshole, rude and mean and some kind of genius poet – but maybe that’s the appeal. I don’t want him to love me back. ‘

What a deliciously f***ed up, deeply emotional and utterly addictive read this was! The Unrequited was that unputdownable train wreck type of love story we devour. We couldn’t look away from for a minute,  at times holding our breath through this rapid and thoroughly absorbing and compulsive story.

‘No matter how much you convince yourself otherwise, reciprocation is important. It’s what keeps the love going. Without it, love just dies out, and then it’s up to you. Do you bury it, or do you carry the dead body for a while. I want to see reciprocation. What does requited love look like? I want to see it.’

Now, there are forbidden love stories and then there are forbidden love stories. You know what we mean? Some make the claim but don’t deliver on the tense, gut churning emotions we love to experience in this theme. In this case, The Unrequited certainly lived up to its claim. Our hearts were in our mouths as Thomas and Layla took risk after risk in their need for one another. Their story was nerve wracking, exhilarating, emotional, tender, volatile and gripping! We read the entire book with baited breath wondering if their elicit desire was going to be uncovered and if/how it could ever prosper.

‘Thomas Abrams is magic. He’s a wordsmith, a baby whisperer, a blue eyed asshole, but most of all, he’s like me…..brokenhearted.’

To label this as simply forbidden or a cheating book wouldn’t do justice to the layered and complicated characters and story created by Saffron A Kent. On the surface this is a coupling that felt somewhat toxic. Two emotionally exhausted characters trying to ease their pain and evolve through lustful, dirty, forbidden sex. And boy the sex was hot, erotic and intense and plentiful, but the story was more than that.  More than appeared on the surface. The characters more complex than first thought and our hearts ached for them.

“…I’m selfish, Layla. I’ll ruin you, set you on fire, and won’t even look back. I’ll take and take until you’re empty and hollow.”

Layla was a character whose actions and internal monologue came across at times a little disturbing. With Layla we found we were always waiting for that other shoe to drop and could never truly settle into getting to bond with her, to feel comfortable around her chaotic and impulsive behaviour, yet her air of vulnerability did draw us to her.

Thomas’ actions gave us whiplash as he danced between kindness and cruelty, and just at the time we questioned if we could relate to the man and his coldness, the author gave us his POV providing a whole new perspective and layer to him and his story, changing our thinking about this man completely. Thomas, was a man with a wounded heart – responsible for such beautiful, painful and heartbreaking poetry, and yet could sprout such panty melting dirty talk….wow! What a contradiction.

“You’re…the poem I can never write. Yeah, you’re the piece of poetry I can never hope to finish, no matter how hard I try.”

Saffron A Kent delivered an emotionally charged story about two messed up lonely, vulnerable people. Sure, they weren’t the easiest characters to love at times, but they certainly made for interesting reading! Each a casualty of unrequited love who share an inherent need to be loved in return, and in doing so find  some sort of solace in the physical form with one another.  An exquisitely written erotic, thought provoking, moving and exciting story, delivered with potent storytelling and multifaceted characters showing us love in all its ugly, painful, sad and yet somewhat beautiful form.

‘My heart has many faces. Restless heart. Desperate heart. Selfish heart. Lonely heart.’

Saffron A Kent showed them all! Be prepared to be engrossed by this one!


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FOUND UNDERNEATH (Finding Me #2) by K L KREIG :: REVIEW & EXCERPT

Erotic, steamy and suspenseful duet

SYNOPSIS

It began as a ruse.

Take a girlfriend. Divert the press from the fucked up mess that’s my family until my father is re-elected. Stage a public breakup. Move on.

Only that brilliant plan went straight south the moment I set eyes on Willow Blackwell.

I found her.

My center. My future. A soulmate with the will of a mule and the mouth of a harpy.

I now want things I never wanted before. Permanent kinds of things.

Only Fate—and her ex—have other plans for us.

In some sort of cosmic impossibility, our lives unknowingly intersected years before when tragedy befell both our families. Once the devastating truth is finally revealed, the future I’d found in her will come crashing down around us and for the first time in my life I’m completely helpless.

I may very well lose the only woman I’ve ever loved to a past neither of us saw coming.

*warning: 18+ only. Contains foul language, explicit sex and a hot alpha (or two, or three). NOTE: This is NOT a standalone. It’s the conclusion to LOST IN BETWEEN, which MUST be read first.

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FOUND UNDERNEATH BOOK TWO  :: Amazon US | Amazon UK | Our Review


LOST IN BETWEEN – FINDING ME BOOK ONE

SYNOPSIS

We all have one.

A price.

That magic number that will get us to agree to do anything, be anything.

Don’t sit on your gold-plated high horse and say you don’t because you do. Everyone does. Each of us has something we covet enough that we’d sell ourselves to have it.

What’s my tipping point, you ask? Apparently a cool quarter mil will do the trick.

What does one do for 250 large, you wonder? Anything the infamous, gorgeous playboy of Seattle wants. For the next four months I’ll be Shaw Mercer’s arm candy, his beck and call girl, his faux girlfriend. I’ll be his to command, mold, push and pull in any direction he sees fit.

I’ll fight falling into bed with him. I’ll fight falling in love with him even harder. I’ll fail at both. And when my past and present collide in the most unexpected of ways, I’ll learn that while one man’s love for me has never died, the only man’s love I really want will never be mine.

*If dirty-talking, dominant alphas are not your thing, move along. Mature, 18+ only. Book 1 in a 2-part duet.


Reviewed by Gitte & Jenny

“…bad memories take up too much space and you need that space for good memories.”

We were so excited to be back with Willow and Shaw, wanting to find out how their love affair would end up after a fake and quite rocky beginning. Two very strong characters, each with several skeletons in their closets and individual crosses to bear. Nothing is always as it seems and sometimes what will be, will simply just be, no matter how much you don’t want it to or can’t picture it. What you may assume may be so far from the reality, and what tests your very being may bring upon a reaction you least expect. From others as well as yourself.

“I love you, but I’m not sure that’s enough.”

It did take us a while to get back into the swing of things with these characters; we felt it moved quite slow and felt quite repetitive nookie wise. However, that’s not saying we didn’t enjoy this book, as we sure did. We loved Willow and our hearts still broke for her, yet we celebrated her feistiness, her strength and her compassion. We understood her reluctance to open up and her actions of self-preservation. When such personal tragedy and an almost forced loneliness is your day to day, how does one live with that or even come to terms with life without bearing the scars and having it affect relationships with others?

‘He fits me. He sees me. He makes my blood boil, my heart sing, and my soul crave something I haven’t in a long, long time, if ever.’

Shaw is a formidable man with an enigmatic presence. He knows who he is and what he wants and whilst life can be mapped out with joys and needs met, it’s the unexpected that throws everything off the rails and into the back seat. Yet Shaw is still there for anyone who needs him. His fake relationship is anything but, as he knows that Willow is the one he wants, despite the secrets tainting this pure almost aggressive love affair.

‘I want her body. Her soul. Her divinity. Her love and devotion. I want to dominate her mind, rule her soul, eat her cries every morning for breakfast.’

There is no doubt that we felt the tangible need and attraction Willow and Shaw had for one another. Their passion and desperation was vividly written with beauty, heat and humour. By the end there was no question and the secrets threatening their love were believably met with maturity and empathy.

‘For those few stolen moments, I let him in all the way. I let him see that I don’t want anything between us but real and reckless, no matter if it hurts one, or both of us, in the end. That it’s too late and I’m already madly in love with him.’

We have a love/hate relationship with this new popular wave of duets. We love them as they’ve taken away the dreaded ‘middle book filler syndrome’ from trilogies but also because more time is given to fleshing out characters. Where we may falter is when a certain time has passed we need to reconnect with characters or we feel lost for a certain percentage of the book. Sadly this happened for us here. Having read the initial short story and book one in in quick succession and absolutely loving it, we felt the wait and the slow repetitiveness disconnected us somewhat and the story moved off in a bit of a different destination. This is an honest and personal opinion and most likely won’t affect any other readers, saying this- we have enjoyed this series for sure.

‘The truth is we control very little in this life. And accepting that, finding peace within after we’ve mourned and closed ourselves off for a while so we can heal is the only control we do have.’


EXCERPT FROM ROUND UNDERNEATH


“Are we expecting someone else?” I ask my father, nodding to the empty spot as the doorbell rings.

“We are,” he responds, not making a move to answer it. Two seconds later I know why.

“Apologies for being late, Adelle.” The recognizable male voice drives nails into my skull and fire ants through my veins.

What the ever-loving fuck is he doing here? And he simply walked into my father’s house as if he owns the place? My blood is boiling fast and hot.

I look over to my mother to see that slimy motherfucker, Reid Mergen, kiss her cheek before shaking Evan’s hand as if they’re old high school buddies or something.

“How are you doing, little man?” Mergen says with unnerving familiarity as he playfully ruffles Eli’s hair on his way by. Apparently he’s spending more time with my family than I realized. While that wouldn’t bother me under any other circumstances, because it’s him, because he’s threatening everything I love in this room, it enrages me to the point I think I’m going to blow.

“What’s he doing here?” Willow whispers at the same time Mergen greases me with a smug grin.

“I have no fucking idea,” I grit. But I’m not saying it to her. I’m addressing my father. “Why is he here? This is a family dinner.”

“We’re sewn at the hip these days. Hell, I’m practically blood,” fuckface interjects, rubbing the dig in with his searing gaze.

Every muscle in my body readies to bloody his face. “I wasn’t talking to you, asshole.”

“Shaw Andrew,” my mother scolds, doing that clacking thing she does with her tongue when one of us disappoints her.

Well, fuck that. If she thinks I’m going to sit by and cower while this poseur tries to undermine my family, mother or not, she has another thing coming.

My fingers coil into my palms, my dull nails piercing fiercely into the skin. I ignore everyone else, biting out, “Leave, before I throw you out.”

Willow lays a palm gently on my forearm, trying to calm me. I let out a smug grin of my own when Mergen’s eyes drop to it and flare.

“Shaw.” This time my father chimes in. “I invited him.”

My father nods to Mergen, whose eyes now dart between Willow and me, and while I can’t see the look on Willow’s face, whatever it is must be enough to give that bastard pause. He has the chair pulled halfway out, a slight hint of indecision now sitting on his previously haughty features.

“Sit,” my father commands. He does but won’t meet my hateful gaze. “As for you,” he addresses me. Dresses me down, is more like it. “Reid is a guest in my house, at my table, and while I have some idea what’s going on between you two”—his attention slides to Willow, then back to me—“you will act civil to my guest while you’re in my home.”

I don’t respond, not verbally anyway. A diatribe sits round and heavy on the end of my tongue, clawing to get out. I fear if I open my mouth, though, I may do irreparable damage with my parents and no matter how many insults I want to hurl, that fucker right across from me is not worth it.

Willow surprises the hell out of me by caressing her lips against my cheek before whispering, “I can do this if you can.”

Running on some primal instinct I have no control over, I grip the back of her neck and hold her still while I kiss her breathless right at the dining room table with everyone watching.

When I lean back, Willow blinks a few times. Her eyes are dreamy. Her face is flushed the delicious hue of longing. I thought maybe she’d be pissed, but when one corner of her mouth tips up, mine does the same.

“Well, this should be entertaining,” Annabelle spouts, clueless that the man within a finger’s length is the man who could very well be this family’s demise. Her demise.

“Can we say grace now or is there more boundary marking yet to do?” my father asks, to which nearly everyone snickers. Except for Mergen, that is. His eyes flame with the same firestorms of hate I imagine fill mine when I think of him with Willow.

There’s a part of me that knows I should feel bad for him, but if it’s there, I can’t find it. I don’t know what happened between him and Willow, and I’m not sure I want to know. All that matters is she’s mine now.

“Oh, there’s more marking to do.” I slide my hand high around Willow’s upper thigh and squeeze, all the while never taking my eyes from my new enemy. “But that will be done in private.”

“Oh my goodness,” my mother gasps.

“Jesus Christ.” My father’s head drops forward as he shakes it.

“Mommy, Gwandpapa said a naughty wood,” Eli chirps.

“Oh, this is getting good,” Annabelle chimes in, a broad grin splitting her face.

Mergen and I lock wills. You want to challenge me, campaign boy? Fucking bring it. I eat weaklings like you for breakfast.


TBB ALSO RECOMMENDS this Standalone from K L KREIG
17th

THE BLACK SWAN AFFAIR

SYNOPSIS

I’ve loved him as long as I can remember.

The gangly boy with big brown eyes and unruly hair who grew up into an intoxicating man. He wears scruff like he invented it and ambles with a swagger that makes panties drop.
Killian Shepard.
Shep.
We grew up together. We played Ghost in the Graveyard. Had our own rock band. It didn’t matter that he was five years older than me. It didn’t matter that he looked at me as a kid sister even as I grew into a woman. It didn’t even matter when he left me behind to go to college and start his adult life.
He’d be back.
He was always meant to be mine.
He came back, all right. But instead of smelling of promises, he stunk of betrayal. And he destroyed me—us—the day he married my sister instead of me.
So I did the only thing a girl like me in my position could do.
I got my revenge.
I married his brother, Kael.
Now we’re one big happy fucking family.

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LOST IN BETWEEN (Finding Me #1) by K.L. KREIG :: REVIEW & EXCERPT

Book One of Duet – Steamy with a yummy alpha male!

SYNOPSIS

We all have one.

A price.

That magic number that will get us to agree to do anything, be anything.

Don’t sit on your gold-plated high horse and say you don’t because you do. Everyone does. Each of us has something we covet enough that we’d sell ourselves to have it.

What’s my tipping point, you ask? Apparently a cool quarter mil will do the trick.

What does one do for 250 large, you wonder? Anything the infamous, gorgeous playboy of Seattle wants. For the next four months I’ll be Shaw Mercer’s arm candy, his beck and call girl, his faux girlfriend. I’ll be his to command, mold, push and pull in any direction he sees fit.

I’ll fight falling into bed with him. I’ll fight falling in love with him even harder. I’ll fail at both. And when my past and present collide in the most unexpected of ways, I’ll learn that while one man’s love for me has never died, the only man’s love I really want will never be mine.

*If dirty-talking, dominant alphas are not your thing, move along. Mature, 18+ only. Book 1 in a 2-part duet.

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Reviewed by Gitte & Jenny

4.5 steamy stars

‘…if loving someone – anyone – eventually leads to heartbreak, loss, and mourning, why do we do it? Why do we continue to let people into our lives, our hearts? Steal our very soul out from under us before we realize a vital piece of us is forever missing?’

Clear a space on the top shelf of book boyfriends….there’s a new man claiming a top spot and his name is Shaw Mercer. Bloody Nora, this man had us coming….over…..all unnecessary! We had a feeling we’d love Lost in Between but we had no idea how much until we’d finished, hungrily turning to that last page. Lost in Between is not only sexy and extremely hot, it’s emotional, funny, vulnerable and very clever at times. KL Kreig’s writing is fabulous and her story intriguing and sexy. As far as erotic novel’s go, with a dominant alpha male hero, this is one that hits that spot. We were in the mood for a hot steamy read and that’s just what we got.

‘I’ve decided I will pay whatever it takes to have her. To own her. I think I would give away my own soul.’

For us, this read like an erotic version of the movie Pretty Woman, and we loved that angst that came with the reluctance of giving your heart to another, in fear of breaking and losing your soul. The characters each vulnerable and fearful of their own limitations, whilst displaying their each individual strengths. Living in pretence and hiding their pasts unable to show their true selves.

‘The only thing available on my menu is pleasure. Immense, intense, unimaginable fucking pleasure.’

Shaw Mercer needs a girlfriend and Willow Blackwell needs money, both for reasons out of their control. Their story starts with a crash and develops into quite the sexy and emotional ride. Guarded and reluctant, Shaw and Willow try to deny this intense chemistry that literally sizzles across the pages. Extreme in character there’s never a dull moment and things aren’t always what they seem to be. So much secrecy as well as a twist or two.

‘I want to be someone’s life. I want to be their breath. I want to be their very fucking sustenance.’

We did have one issue and it’s a pet peeve so we have to mention it as it sadly took us out of the story and it was so unnecessary. We wish Authors wouldn’t use other books or book characters in their story, especially incredibly popular ones with specific connotations. It takes us out of the book we are reading and we find ourselves having to get back into it. It’s not necessary and in this case it was such a shame as this story stands just fine on its own two feet without it. Despite this, in a market with copious erotic alpha male books, KL Kreig wrote with a unique flair and originality which made us fall in love and lust. We can’t wait for the second and last instalment in this fabulous duet.

“You feel this thing between us just as much as I do. It’s not going away. It’s going to spread and thicken until it consumes us both, burning so fucking hot and strong it will never be extinguished.”


EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT FROM LOST IN BETWEEN


“You look edible,” I whisper, grazing my lips against her cheek.

“Thank you, Drive By.” She doesn’t flinch when I snake my arm around her waist and pull her close, my mouth purposely lingering against her warm flesh for another couple beats.

Yes, motherfuckers, I’m staking my claim, even if it is only temporary.

I reluctantly loosen my hold and pull out a chair to my right, getting her settled before taking my own seat again. Tonight is our first official public outing since she was at my home five days ago. Just a simple dinner. But I’ve made sure it’s a well-known, exclusive haunt not too far from city hall.

Our waitress is Johnny-on-the-spot and has her drink order before I can even ask her how her week has been, which surprisingly I really want the answer to.

“How was your week, Goldilocks?” I quirk my lips when her nose crinkles.

“Are you always going to call me that?”

“What?” I feign, holding my full smile in check. I have no idea why I derive so much enjoyment from getting under her skin because that is not who I am at all. That’s more Noah’s shtick. But I do. Enormously. She is so damn easy to rile, and I love to watch her fire burn. Every poke I make loosens those petrified ashes a bit more so I can fully expose the sleeping volcano underneath.

“You know what. Goldilocks?” She looks so fucking cute with her brows raised and an I’m waiting look on her face. I want to laugh.

“I already told you, Goldilocks, it’s my pet name. So, yes, I do plan on calling you that.”

“It’s stupid,” she laments quietly, breaking eye contact as she places the black cloth napkin on her lap and picks up her menu. I don’t believe she really thinks that, though I’m not about to argue. I grew up with three women. I learned to pick my battles.

“Maybe if you’d give me your real name, I would use it less.”

At that, her brilliant blue eyes snap back to me.

“Did you talk to Ms. Deveraux?” I ask pointedly, holding her glower.

“Yes,” she replies after a brief hesitation.

“And?”

“And, what?” She lowers the menu, giving me all her attention.

“And, what did you decide?”

Biting her lip she looks away, breathing deeply. The waitress interrupts with her glass of red wine but is quickly gone when my stare conveys we need more time. After she takes a sip, her attention returns to me.

“A name is power.”

I’m taken aback, confused. “Power? A name is just a name, Goldilocks.”

“No.” She shakes her head adamantly. “No, it’s more than that, Shaw. It’s giving up control. It’s sharing a piece of yourself that’s only yours to give away. It’s a connection that ties humans together. It’s intimate, even. You curse a name on a roar or whisper it on a breath. You cry it out of unimaginable agony or sheer ecstasy. You use my name and the dynamics between us will shift. This”—she waves her finger back and forth—“becomes personal instead of professional.”

She is an amazing creature. Each enlightening word drew me in further. My beautiful sprite holds a chasm of hurt inside that’s so full it practically bleeds from her pores, so she tightly clutches the reins of every shred of control she can, no matter how small.

And while her little theory has some merit and may be quite necessary in her job, the problem with applying it to us is that in the short time we’ve known each other, we’ve rocketed well past arm’s length. This already is personal. I know it. She knows it. She just doesn’t want to acknowledge it, and I’m not sure why.

Leaning close, I palm her cheek. My thumb moves reflexively in circles across her soft skin. I want to kiss her. I want to fucking inhale her. In a low voice, I tell her, “I know you don’t want to believe this, sweetheart, but regardless of whether I know your real name or not, I assure you my feelings for you are entirely unprofessional.”


TBB ALSO RECOMMENDS THE BLACK SWAN AFFAIR by K.L. KREIG
A 5 Star standalone breathlessly beautiful, angsty and passionate love story.

‘Where Killian is ruthless, Kael is compassionate. Kael is outgoing and chatty, Killian more reserved. He’s serious to Kael’s fun loving personality. And where Killian would apparently do anything for himself, Kael would do anything for me.’

17th

SYNOPSIS

I’ve loved him as long as I can remember.

The gangly boy with big brown eyes and unruly hair who grew up into an intoxicating man. He wears scruff like he invented it and ambles with a swagger that makes panties drop.

Killian Shepard.

Shep.

We grew up together. We played Ghost in the Graveyard. Had our own rock band. It didn’t matter that he was five years older than me. It didn’t matter that he looked at me as a kid sister even as I grew into a woman. It didn’t even matter when he left me behind to go to college and start his adult life.

He’d be back.

He was always meant to be mine.

He came back, all right. But instead of smelling of promises, he stunk of betrayal. And he destroyed me—us—the day he married my sister instead of me.

So I did the only thing a girl like me in my position could do.

I got my revenge.

I married his brother, Kael.

Now we’re one big happy fucking family.

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THE EXCESS SERIES by KATE STEWART :: SERIES REVIEw

Complete Series – sexy, thrilling and erotic. 

SYNOPSIS

NINA
When I was twenty-eight years old, I wrote my own winning lottery ticket. A simple idea thrust me onto the fast track to wealth, and into a world I had only ever dreamt about. I submerged myself in the unfamiliar, a life that seemed all too alluring … until it lost its appeal. I made my fortune, built my castle, and then exiled myself within its comforts once reality set in.

Far too late, I discovered I was drowning in a sea of hungry sharks. Given the choice to sink or swim, I chose the latter … and it cost me everything.

Devin McIntyre, the most dangerous shark of them all, was the last nail in my naïve coffin. His beautiful smile and amazing cock tainted me in ways I could have never imagined.

I craved him. I needed him. I loved him.

Miserable with the outcome of my prosperity, I set out to change what disgusted me most—the first decision being to rid myself of Devin. Little did I know that taking that first step would make me a slave to a man far more tempting … or that my addiction to Devin would threaten to ruin it all.

DEVIN
I was a prick, but I never hurt anyone that didn’t deserve it.
Well … until Nina.
I was a very smart man who made a very bad decision, but the mistakes I was paying for were not just my own.
My behavior toward her, no matter how unforgivable, had always been about protecting her—from me, from my wife, and from the long line of mistakes I would never be able to rectify.
Nina was finally done with me, and I knew it was for the best. I could finally keep her safe from depraved people like me. I needed her as far removed from the situation as possible. I tried to force myself to be content with her decision to move on … until I found out whom she was moving on with.

If you are not a fan of cursing, erotic and extremely explicit sex, cheating, immoral behavior, dysfunction or sexual scenarios that may make you feel uncomfortable this is not the book for you. FILTHY EROTIC ROMANCE

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The Excess Series

Series Rating: 4 Stars

 “Your misery makes you beautiful.”

We were lucky; we read this trilogy in one hit so avoided the waiting after a couple of cliffies. This story does not do what it says on the proverbial tin. It had twist, turns and a few errr wtf moments. It was erotic suspense with various levels of kink. The covers drew us in and the synopsis sounded promising so we jumped straight into the unknown.

‘And I was once again alone. Who exactly was I crying for?’

The writing was addictive and flawless which meant we were hooked from the onset. It had a dark sinister tone with off the charts passion, suspense and deception. The characters were hard to get a grip on but we have a feeling that this was intentional as they mocked us, shocked us and grabbed our attention.

“Don’t make me this monster, because for her, I will be.”

Sexy and thrilling the story developed but all along we could hear the Author’s voice in the background whispering for us not to get settled and comfortable. Part reason being the unnecessary Author warning which in some eyes could be viewed as an inadvertent spoiler.

“Some things are to be lived in the moment only, they can’t be captured.”

The Excess series explores the moment your past catches up with your present dressed in many guises. It explores a love that is not tied up into a neat little red heart. Rather it’s overwhelmingly chaotic and dangerous. Ugly and punishing.  Devin, Aiden and Nina’s story is an intricate web of sexual desires and intrigue. This is not fluffy rainbow erotica. This is filthy, dirty lies.

“Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.” – Andre Malraux

**Reviewed from ARC Copies kindly provided by the author, with our thanks**

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Special Forces , Mercenaries and Veterans by Aleksandr Voinov and Marquesate

SYNOPSIS

Special Forces is the story of a Scottish SAS soldier and a Soviet spetsnaz soldier. Two enemies who meet in the line of duty during the early days of the Soviet Union’s last war in Afghanistan. Behind enemy lines respect and finally love grow … but that’s only the official version. This epic spans across over twenty-five years of their lives. It’s harsh and violent, but life is cruel and they just do what they need to survive.

Special Forces – Soldiers is the first cycle of the Special Forces epic, which consists of three cycles and is about a million words. The second cycle is Mercenaries and the third one is Veterans.

This print version is the original version of Special Forces (1st edition), as it was edited by the authors of the time of first publication on Marquesate’s website. The Soldiers cycle was published between July 2006 and March 2007. This is the only version that is authorised by Marquesate.

The ebook version is available for free download, and the original chapters remain as a free read on Marquesate’s website below:

This print version of Special Forces is strictly non-profit and print cost only. The paperback of this original version is available from Lulu.


5 plus amazing stars!!

(This review encompasses all the books in the Special Forces series.)

When I first sat down to try and write how I felt after reading this series, no words came.  I knew I had just read something amazing. I often say that if a book makes me experience extreme emotions I know I have read the best there is. Well until I read book one in this series I never knew that I was capable of a book to affect me as much as this one did; as the whole series did.

I knew I had read something genius something I will probably never experience again. I hold my hand up honestly  and say that this series goes beyond everything I have ever read in my 37 years of life and I hesitate to say that I doubt I will ever feel as strongly about a story and 2 characters like I do now.

This series has affected me like no other and it has changed me forever. As I write this I actually feel the emotions as strongly about this story as I felt when reading it weeks ago.

So believe me when I say, I don’t think I am going to be able to write any kind of adequate or eloquent review that does this book any justice, it’s the honest truth.

My fan girl love affair with the brilliant Mr. Voinov continues no matter how much this genius of a man tries to test me, my sanity and my feelings.

This series is the EPIC 25 year journey of Vadim Krasnorada and Dan McFadyen; two enemies who meet in the line of duty during war in Afghanistan. Their lives crossing paths spanning years. Their story consumed me to the point life ceased to exist. I could not let them go.

To quote and use the words of Mr. Voinov:

They eat you up, swallow you whole, digest and churn you around until their loneliness spits you back out again.”

Their story messed with my head and my heart like no other before; it is brutal & tender, ugly & beautiful, painful & hopeful.

I had intense feelings of despair, hatred, happiness, at times I felt sick to my stomach and forgot to breathe, other times I laughed in relief. My emotions were all over the place. I was so confused with how I felt. I have never cried through a whole book before. But at times I was sat reading with silent tears that just didn’t stop.

Dan & Vadim’s journey is filled with revenge and torture; the aggression and lust between two powerful men turning into so much more on a journey that I both hated and loved.

Such perseverance, beauty and compassion I fell in love, no matter how irrational that felt to me at times, with both Dan and Vadim. My heart felt like it was going to burst with how much I loved these characters; still does when I think of them.

No two men’s love has surely ever been tested as much as Dan & Vadim’s. They have had just about everything anyone could imagine thrown at them. The logic said they shouldn’t have been together in the first place so to battle like they did through the ugliness of war, the two sides of conflict, the near death, the obscure obstacles, I was turned inside out….they captured me completely and their hold on me will never let up.

Their journey is not pretty, it is raw, ugly and kicks you where it hurts and oh does it hurt, but it is a genius work of beautiful basic human emotional art. I was stripped of all superficial emotions right down to the raw and the pure, layer by layer as I moved through their story. I was slowly seduced by the awe-inspiring words that had me absorbed in the story to the point of being an emotional nervous wreck.

I could sit here and write and write about how amazing Special Forces is, but finding the right words is proving too difficult and I would be here forever, it needs to be experienced.

After “living” 25 years with Dan & Vadim where I went through: War, Rape, Torture, Killing, Lies & Deception along with the ultimate strength of Love and the true meaning of Home, I was exhausted, overwhelmed  but I was oh so satisfied at the end.  I felt like I had been in a nasty fall and was picked up and lovingly put back together.

I actually feel honoured to have been allowed on this journey written by Mr. Voinov and Marquesate.  A journey that will stay with me forever.  Vadim and Dan changed my life and they took a huge part of my heart, that will always be theirs.

“You’re my home. I will find you.”

I will… find you. If it’s the last thing I’ll do, I’ll come back. Nothing will stop me.”

“If I touched you, that’d be it.” Dan shook his head, “Damn, how the fuck am I going to make you understand?” Pleading, almost. “You are everything, don’t you get it? You are the Afghan mountains, the damned red dust, the endless sky. You were my home, and more often than not, also my reason. You are unlike all the others, unlike anyone I shag, because when I touch you, it’s not just a touch, it’s eleven years of heaven and hell.”

 “You made me human. I stand by that. You made me into somebody I would have wanted to become, if I’d ever thought about what I wanted to be that wasn’t about a record or power or a rank or some…delusion I was chasing. If all that was gone and stripped away, the man I am, I am because of what you did, what you made me feel all those years.”

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Now, for those of you who feel strong enough to go on this journey you are able to download it free, yes I am shaking my head as I type free, from Aleks website:

http://www.aleksandrvoinov.com/special-forces.html

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