I am on the fence with how I feel about Ink’d; and that is not a bad thing really because it means that I am curious enough to want to read the next book when it releases. I liked the idea behind the plot, I liked that it was a quick read, and I liked that it appears all the books will be tied into each other because of the heroines being sisters. Timmy was hot and alpha and dominant; something I tend to like in my heroes, Chloe was younger and somewhat innocent but not completely. Good combination to a story that has potential.
What I had issues with was how there are a lot of loose ends that very well may be tied up in the upcoming books; but with them being left loose with no hints that they will be taken care of makes me wonder if that was intentional or something the author hadn’t worked through during the writing process. I hope that in the next book we find out the answers to more questions regarding the murders of the sisters’ parents as well as if a certain biker will leave someone alone or if she is still in his sites. Like I said I am on the fence with my feelings with this one, on the one hand I am intrigued to see how this will play out but on the other I wonder if I will care if answers or even hints are given.
By night she’s a wife and mum and a purveyor of saucy stories that are filled with lust, raunchy scenes and ultimately love. Ann’s an avid reader of anything sexy and firmly believes in the motto ‘leave mummy alone, she’s reading or writing.’ Because of that, she is pretty hopeless when it comes to getting dinner on the table on time or cleaning the house.
Homeless, hungry and desperate enough to steal, Doe has no memories of who she is or where she comes from.
A notorious career criminal just released from prison, King is someone you don’t want to cross unless you’re prepared to pay him back in blood, sweat, pu$y or a combination of all three.
King’s future hangs in the balance. Doe’s is written in her past. When they come crashing together, they will have to learn that sometimes in order to hold on, you have to first let go.
Warning: This book contains graphic violence, consensual and nonconsensual sex, drug use, abuse, and other taboo subjects and adult subject matter. Although originally slated to be a standalone, KING is now a two part series.
When I turned around, I was eye level with a wall of leather with white patches sewn into it. One read VICE PRESIDENT and the other, BEACH BASTARDS. The man wearing the vest had long blonde hair that draped over to one side of his head, revealing the shaved area beneath. He had a beard, not stubble, a full-on beard that was a few inches long and very well groomed. He stood well over six feet, his frame lean yet very cut and muscular. I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were because his lids hung heavy and were slightly reddened. His entire neck was covered with colorful tattoos and when he went to light a cigarette I noticed that the backs of both of his hands and were covered in ink as well.
“Hey,” I answered back, trying to assert my newly found false confidence.
He was beyond attractive. He was gorgeous. If I had to end up in someone’s bed, I imagined that being in his wouldn’t be half-bad. He sniffled, drawing attention to the light dusting of white powder trapped in his nostrils.
“They call me Bear. You belong to anyone?” he asked seductively, leaning in toward me.
“Maybe…you?” I winced at my choice of words. Of all the fucking things I could have said, THAT was what came to mind? Stupid fucking mouth. Nikki was right. I spoke first and thought second.
Bear chuckled. “I’d love that, beautiful, but I got something else in mind.”
“Oh, yeah? What would that be?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light although my mind and heart were racing.
“This party? It’s for my buddy. And he was down here for a total of thirty minutes before he hightailed it upstairs to drown himself in a bottle of Jack. He’s like a cat in a tree, can’t seem to talk him down. It’s understandable, seeing as he’s been away a while, but I figure you can help me out.”
He hooked his finger into the front of my skirt and slowly dragged me toward him until my nipples were flush up against his chest. He pressed his fingers into the skin right above my public bone and I resisted the urge to jump back by biting down on my bottom lip.
“The BBB’s have never really been his thing.” He paused when he saw the confused look on my face at his abbreviation. “Beach Bastard Bitches.” He explained. “But you? You’re new. You’re different. You’ve got this cute little innocent thing going on, but I know you’re not or you wouldn’t be at this kind of party if that was your deal. I’m thinking he’ll like you.” Bear brushed his lips against the side of my neck. “So maybe you go up there. Make him happy for me. Make little him happy by wrapping those gorgeous lips around his cock for a while. Then when you’re done, bring him back down here to civilization. And maybe later, if you’re a good girl and do what you’re told, we can go back to the clubhouse and have some real fun.” He grazed his teeth along my earlobe. “Think you can you do that for me?”
“Yeah, yeah I can do that,” I said. My skin prickling from his touch. And I could do it.
“What’s your name anyway?” Bear’s hand slowly traveled up the back of my leg, pushing up my skirt, it came to rest on my ass cheek, which was then exposed to anyone who might have been looking in our direction.
“Doe. My name is Doe,” I breathed.
“Fitting.” He said with a chuckle. “Well, my innocent looking little Doe.” Bear leaned in close and surprised me by planting a soft kiss on the corner of my mouth. His lips were soft, and he smelled like laundry detergent mixed with liquor and cigarettes. I was just beginning to think that the kiss meant that he’d changed his mind and didn’t want me to send me away to his friend, but no such luck. He pulled away abruptly and turned me around by my shoulders so that I was facing the stairs. He swatted me on my ass, propelling me forward. “Up the stairs you go, sweetheart. Last room at the end of the hallway. Be good to my boy, and me and you will get to play later.” He sealed his words with a wink and as I made my way up the stairs I turned back and flashed him a fake smile. I hoped the guy at the end of the hallway was like Bear, because then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.
Then a thought hit me that had me fighting back the tears that sprung from my eyes with a sudden force that almost took me to my knees.
I’d officially sold myself, and the price was far more than any dollar amount.
Gable Powers had all the makings of everything my father had ever warned me about: a reputation that was anything but stellar, a dirty mouth that had me shivering at the things he uttered in my ear, and a body (oh, God, that body) that was covered in tattoos, all of which added up to a solid ten-point-oh on the bad-boy scale.
The first time I met him, I instantly loathed him.
The second time was even worse.
He was a jerk. He was an ass.
He had secrets.
He was nothing I thought I ever wanted.
So why couldn’t I resist him?
New adult. Not recommended for readers under 17.
That blurb, yeah the one right about where my review starts, is what had me wanting to read this book. A bad boy, the type fathers warn their daughters about, an asshole, has tattoos, your all around bad boy image, I was like yes! Oh and that cover didn’t hurt either, can you say I want to take a bite out of those abs, yum! So you are wondering after all that hype, is the book any good? I can say, hell yes it is that good and sexy and O.M.G. I wish Gable was real cause I would fight for a piece of this man. *Sigh* okay time for me to get serious, well maybe after one more look at those abs, okay now it’s time to get down to business.
Gable is everything the blurb say he is, he is a jerk, he is an ass, he is a bad boy but he also has secrets. It is those secrets that cause him to be the way he is. He doesn’t trust easily and he hates liars because of those secrets. Not going to share what they are you have to read for yourself but while normally I am not one to say okay maybe that is a good reason to be they way you are but this time I can see why. Just trust me here people. Now does he deserve Scout’s assessment of how he is, yeah he does up until a point because Scout has some secrets of her own, some that could cause Gable to walk away.
Scout has lost her trust as well. When she clashes with Gable the first couple of times I was like ut oh she has some attitude that is for sure. Did she border on bitchy, yes at times she did. When she starts to get closer to Gable she is surprised to see what she learns, all thanks to a school project but can she handle it when the project is finished? I’ll just say this, I didn’t agree with how she handled some things but I could understand her reluctance to open up.
Overall, I really enjoyed Gable. Yes it did have some eye rolling moments and yes both Scout and Gable needed to be shaken a couple of times to get through their thick skulls, but for me it was a really good read that had me laughing at times, on the edge of my seat at others and left me with a smile on my face when I was done reading. I think I just found another series that I am going to be hooked on if the rest of the series is as good as Gable was.
“I miss the white outfit,” he stated then put his hands on my hips, moving them down to where his fingers skimmed along the hem of my shorts then started moving them slowly back toward my bottom. “But these hot pink shorts make you look completely fuckable too.”
That brought me out of my stupor and I spun around, glaring up at him. “You can’t talk to me like that!” I hissed under my breath, glancing around self-consciously to make sure no one was watching our exchange.
He peered down at my chest where my nipples were standing at full attention under my t-shirt. “From the looks of it, I think you like me talking to you like that.” Then he leaned in closer. “What’s the matter? Never been talked dirty to before, Priss?” When he pulled back, I saw that the half grin was now going strong and his luminous brown eyes were dancing with humor at his having riled me.
As I kept glowering at him, having no response to that, I noticed a girl next to us gawking at us, and embarrassed, I smiled shyly at her, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, trying to act normal. When she turned away, I whisper-hissed at him, “Are you kidding me right now? Just who do you think you are?”
He bent again to get close to my ear. “I’m the guy who’ll have you coming hard before the semester’s over,” he answered evenly, his eyes shimmering with cockiness as they burned into mine when he stood straight again.
Mesmerized, I gazed back at him, lost in him, wanting what he was selling, God, how did he do that, until it hit me that I should be offended by his boldness and I suddenly frowned. “What is your deal?” I screeched making several students look at me and felt my face burning even hotter than it already was at his inappropriate comments. I turned to get away from him mumbling, “Oh, my God,” but he grabbed me by the arm pulling me in close.
“You don’t have to call me God. Gable works, but I’m sure I’ll be making you scream both soon,” he whispered close to my ear.
I pushed against his chest (of course he didn’t budge at all) and jerked my arm from his grasp with a scowl then moved as far away from him as I could, going to the back of the line to wait until he left. Standing there, I closed my eyes trying to get a hold of myself but could still see his seductive gaze searing into mine as he smirked while saying those things to me, as if he was so confident that they’d happen regardless of what I had to say about it.
And the really bad thing about it? As I stood there, a complete emotional mess from what’d just happened, I found I actually wanted those things to happen, which served to embarrass me even more not to mention just totally baffle me. I mean, I’d only slept with one guy, Hayden, my first and only boyfriend, and that’d been after we’d dated for almost a year so it wasn’t like I got around much, so what was wrong with me that I was all in for having sex with someone I barely knew? Someone who’d been an ass to me from day one. Someone who obviously had way more experience than I had.
As I stood behind everyone, I swallowed thickly, my cheeks still on fire, wondering who the hell I was, and when I moved my eyes to the front I saw Gable write his person’s number down in his notebook, smile at a girl who was gazing up at him like he was a damned rock star then he left without even a glance back at me.
When I finally got to the front, I wrote my person’s number down quickly and got the heck out of there because a few people were still watching me curiously. As I walked outside the building, I cautiously surveyed the area making sure Gable hadn’t hung around wanting to torment me some more but saw that he was off to my right talking to his friend, Mr. Tactful, and they were near the parking lot which was a good twenty yards away. I also saw that Gable was smoking. Well, total turnoff right there. Good. At least he had something about him that repulsed me (other than his cocky attitude, that is), and when I saw the coast was clear, I let out the breath I was holding, relief flooding over me along with a bit of disappointment at his unhealthy habit, and headed away in the opposite direction from him, going to my next class.
Harper Bentley has taught high school English for 22 years. Although she’s managed to maintain her sanity regardless of her career choice, jumping into the world of publishing her own books goes to show that she might be closer to the ledge than was previously thought.
After traveling the nation in her younger years as a military brat, having lived in Alaska, Washington State and California, she now resides in Oklahoma with her teenage daughter, two dogs and one cat, happily writing stories that she hopes her readers will enjoy.
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Aly is a good girl who is seemingly emotionally detached at first glance. However, she and her brother are harboring a deep loss and pain that few realize. The source, and the solution, to their problems turns up in a bar that her brother Christopher frequents. Christopher is compelled to reach out to his old friend and offer him help, but unsure whether this is a good idea or not.
Jared is a troubled man with personal demons that have led him down a road of drug abuse and incarceration. Jared is riddled by guilt, fear, sadness, and anger. However, for someone trying so hard to keep light and happiness at bay, he will find that love has the most surprising way of sneaking back into your life. This dark and dangerous guy, that most will warn Aly to keep her distance from, is exactly what she has been silently longing for for years.
It should come as no surprise that A.L. Jackson delivers an emotionally haunting read with tangible characters that linger with you for quite sometime. You feel all of their pain, longing, and heartache. Jackson’s writing and word choice is nothing short of beautiful and moving, poetic every time. The story unfolds through alternating P.O.V with flashback chapters to reveal their past. It is masterfully done and interwoven flawlessly. This story is like her others, a story of reunion, but the love story unfolds in real time before you. The love story has a slow build that leaves you longing for the couple to get together.
Jared’s personal pain is completely believable and relatable. Aly is playing a dangerous game of thinking she can fix or heal someone, but Jared is convinced that he has a penance to pay. I get the extenuating circumstances keeping them apart. Never once does it feel silly or contrived. It is befitting the characters’ age, mindset, and setting of the story, making this book a compelling new adult read.
This story is a definite must read that will resonate and deliver. It is a heartbreaking love story that I fell deeply in love with. If you are looking for a bad boy who struggles with redemption and fights falling for a good girl, go and grab this book now.
I’m supposed to share interesting details about myself so that my readers get to know me so here we go in no particular order: I’m an natural redhead even though I haven’t seen my real hair color in years, I’m a big fan of tattoos and have a half sleeve on either arm and various other pieces all over the place, I’ve been in the bar industry since I was in college and it has always offered interesting insight into how men and women interact with each other, I have 3 dogs that are all crazy, I live in Colorado and love the snow, I love music and in all reality wish I could be a rock star not a writer or a bartender but I have zero talent so there is that. I love to write, love to read and all I’m interested in is a good story with interesting characters that make the reader feel something.