Thursday, 28 August 2014

What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust #1) by M.N. Forgy



Book Title: What Doesn't Destroy Us 
(Devil's Dust Series #1)
Author: M.N. Forgy 
Release Date: June 27th, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance, New Adult




Synopsis:

When Dani's sheltered life is turned upside down by her mother's secrets, she finds protection with her estranged outlaw father. Against all warnings, she falls for bad boy biker, Shadow. He is beast and beauty sealed in a leather cut with a gun holster. Can Dani learn to live within the Club rules? Is she more like her father than she could imagine?
Shadow has grown up among drug addicts, whores and murderers. The only family he's ever trusted has been the Devil's Dust motorcycle club. He will do anything for a brother; even kill. In fact, killing is so easy, he's made a career of it. His one regret is not being able to kill his own worthless mother. When Dani shows up with her provocative temper and innocent charm, Shadow begins to question his violent lifestyle. But can he trust her with his demons?
Sex.
Blood.
Betrayal.
Will Dani and Shadow let family ties destroy them?


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THE SCARS THAT DEFINE US
(Devil's Dust Series #2)

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RELEASE DATE: OCTOBER 31st 2014 



Synopsis:

The Devil's Dust MC has a list of new threats to the club's lifestyle. Dani, to prove her loyalty, is trying to embrace a part of herself that she never knew existed until now. A sinful beast lurking beneath her surface has been awakened and is ready to eliminate anyone that stands in its way. Looking at her stained hands, she rinses the blood from them. She resigns herself to innocence lost and welcomes her thirst for more blood. 


After a breathtaking turn of events, Shadow is looking at life in a different perspective. Not knowing who he can trust or who he can forgive has left him feeling desolate and alone. As Shadow is laying behind his rifle, he wonders if he can pull the trigger to eliminate the threat. He takes a deep breath and squeezes the trigger, the rifle recoil ignites the fuel that drives him. 



Retaliations will be required. 



Boundaries will be shattered. 



Redemption will be lost. 



Betrayal so deep, yet they still yearn for one another. Can Shadow overlook Dani’s transgressions? Can Dani overlook the mistrust that Shadow has placed upon her? 




***WARNING*** 

This novel contains explicit language, sex, drugs, violence, and sexual situations that some might find offensive. This book is intended for adults 18+ years of age.







Author Bio:




M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.

Books:
What Doesn't Destroy Us (Devils Dust Book One)
The Scars That Define Us ( Devils Dust Book Two) Releasing October 31st

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3.5 'Sex, Blood and Betrayal' Stars



“They said I was the kid that lives within his Shadow, no soul, no remorse.”

Shadow has only known darkness in his life. At a young age he has been dealing with drugs and violence. With a mother fighting her own addictions, Shadow can only survive by trusting himself. He was prospected into the Devil's Dust MC and is now a brother for life. The MC is the only family he has even known, and he'll fight to keep it that way. Unexpectedly, the Prez's daughter shows up and that when all hell breaks loose. 

Dani's lived a tortured life, one controlled by a hateful mother and one without the knowledge and love of a father. One night Dani's life is turned upside down when her mother uproots her and takes her to California to seek the protection of her father and his MC.

"We need the type of help only an outlaw club like your father belongs to can give."


Meeting her father for the first time should be an overwhelming ordeal, however, this is over shadowed when Dani sets eyes on a certain.... blue eyed stranger.


"He's wearing a white shirt, with blue jeans and black motorcycle boots. He turns and I stop in my tracks. He's stunning, gorgeous even, and he Oozes bad boy, I can see the patch on the front of his vest which reads "SHADOW" 

There's an instant attraction between Shadow and Dani. An attraction that has them both breaking all the rules.

“I don't care if my mother finds us, and he doesn't care if my father kills him. We cannot deny the attraction that consumes us, brands us.” 

"I just slept with the devil's daughter. I'm a dead man walking. Messing with the president's daughter does not go without repercussions."



"She's Heaven and I'm Hell, when we're together angels cry and Hell freezes over."


This was an enjoyable read for a debut novel from this author,  I was sorely disappointed with the cliffy however, I understand it all can't be a bed of roses. And I'm actually happy for the cliffy as I thought about it more. As dark as this was portrayed to be, I didn't think it was dark at all. And definitely need to be more rugged. There are some twists in the novel that I liked and it kept the story interesting however, more time needed to be spent on developing more of the back story to make it darker and the bikers rough.

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Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Rival (Fall Away, #2) by Penelope Douglas * Release Blitz*



Title: Rival (Fall Away, #2)
Author: Penelope Douglas
Genre: NA | Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 26, 2014




Synopsis

From the New Adult sensation and New York Times bestselling author of Until You

Madoc and Fallon. Two estranged teenagers playing games that push the boundaries between love and war…

She’s back.

For the three years she’s been away at boarding school, there was no word from her. Back when we lived in the same house, she used to cut me down during the day and then leave her door open for me at night.

I was stupid then, but now I’m ready to beat her at her own game…

I’m back.

Three years and I can tell he still wants me, even if he acts like he’s better than me.

But I won’t be scared away. Or pushed down. I’ll call his bluff and fight back. That’s what he wants, right? As long as I keep my guard up, he’ll never know how much he affects me….


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Madoc jumped out of the car, not even caring to close the door behind him. “You stole my car?!” he shouted, peering down into the bowl.

With the headlights behind him, the area was well lit, and I tried to breath against the flutter in my chest.

He was here. We were alone. We were angry. Déjà vu. 

This is what I wanted. It’s what I’d planned.

But I turned my back on him anyway.  

I’d told myself time and again that I didn’t care what he thought of me. I didn’t want his heart after all. It wasn’t part of the equation. He didn’t need to love me or respect me for this to work. I would use him—get what I wanted—without worrying about whatever was in his head. It. Did. Not. Matter.

So why couldn’t I just draw him in like I’d planned? Why did I want to spit back? 

“I didn’t steal it. I borrowed it, Princess,” I shot back.

He jumped down into the bowl, his flip flops slapping against the wet cement. “Don’t touch my shit, Fallon!”

“Oh, but you got to come into my room last night and touch me? You don’t get to have everything, Madoc.”

He stopped a few feet from me, and I felt the walls of the bowl close in as he stared. I expected more yelling and insults, but he just stood there, looking like everything that could destroy me without even speaking. Looking like everything that nearly did destroy me.

He was still dressed in only his board shorts and flip flops. No shirt. I guess he would’ve left the house in a hurry if he was coming after me. He’d changed so much in the years I’d been gone. His shoulders and arms were works of art. Madoc always liked to work out, and it paid off. He had a build like a quarterback, and he was tall. I wished I didn’t feel the invisible cord pulling me to him, wanting to touch him again, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. We always want what’s bad for us.

Madoc was hot. He knew it. And he knew everyone else knew it.

But what was underneath the blonde hair, boyish blue eyes, and toned body was bad. He was bad.

And someday, his looks would fade, and his wife would just have someone bad. I had to remind myself of that. There was nothing in him that I should want.      

The light rain blew around his face, and he blinked away the water dripping down his face. “You know? Whatever,” he sneered, looking like he was about to turn away. “I’m so over your bullshit, Fallon. I wish I knew what the hell you wanted from me.” His voice got stronger. “You act like everything’s fine around Addie and then you show up to my party dressed to impress down to your underwear around all of my friends, and then you bring up my party two years ago.” He got in my face. “What do you want from me?” His bellow reared up from deep inside of him. 

“Nothing!” I shouted, my eyes burning with anger. “I want nothing from you. Nothing ever again!”

He reared back just a little as if I’d surprised him.

“Again? Is that what this is about?” he asked. “Us fucking three years ago?”

Fucking. I averted my eyes.  

I’d rather shove a drumstick up my nose than let him see how that hurt. I wiped the water off my forehead and smoothed my hair over the top of my head.

“You know what?” He narrowed his eyes, speaking up before I got a chance. “You can go to hell, Fallon. I was sixteen, too. I was a virgin, same as you. You were all over me, too, and you know it. I didn’t force you! You didn’t have to go and complain to our parents. Jesus Christ!”

Huh?

He breathed hard and kept folding his lips between his teeth. “They treated me like I was pressuring you or some shit!” he shouted, throwing his hand out into the air. “You told them that I was forcing you?”

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Penelope Douglas is a writer in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor's degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to "just get the degree!" She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she hated Public Administration. One night, she got tipsy and told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later they were married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, The Originals, and she shops at Target almost daily.


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Monday, 25 August 2014

Sweet Fall (Sweet Home #3) by Tillie Cole


Title: Sweet Fall (Sweet Home #3)
Author: Tillie Cole

Genre: New Adult Contemporary 

Publication Date: 26th August 2014

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 From the USA Today Best Selling Sweet Home Series, comes Sweet Fall; a tale of heartache, beating the odds and finding strength in the most unlikeliest of places.

We all have secrets.

Secrets well buried.

Until we find the one soul who makes the burden of such secrets just that little bit easier to bear.

Lexington "Lexi" Hart is a senior at the University of Alabama. Surrounded by her best friends, her loving family and having fulfilled her life-long dream of making the Crimson Tide cheer squad, everything is going exactly as she always dreamed it would. But beneath her happy exterior, demons lurk, threatening to jeopardize everything Lexi has worked to achieve.

When events in her life become too much to cope with, Lexi finds herself spiraling down into the realm of her biggest fear. Lexi falls hard, victim once again to the only thing that can destroy her and, on the way, finds herself falling straight into the dangerous tattooed arms of a guy from the wrong side of the tracks.

Austin Carillo, starting Wide Receiver for the Alabama Crimson Tide, must get picked in this year's NFL draft. He needs it. His brothers need it. Most importantly, his mother desperately needs it. Brought up in a world where the poor are forgotten, the sick are left to fend for themselves and no hero miraculously appears to pull you out of hell, Austin had no other choice but to make a living on the wrong side of the law—until football offered Austin the break to get his life back on track.

But when a family tragedy drags him back into the clutches of the gang he believed he had left far behind, Austin finds himself falling. Falling back into criminal ways and falling deep into a suffocating darkness. Until a troubled yet kindred spirit stumbles across his path, where Austin quickly finds he is falling for a young woman—a young woman who might just have the power to save him from his worst enemy: himself.

Can two troubled souls find a lasting peace together? Or will they finally succumb to the demons threatening to destroy them?
New Adult/Contemporary Romance novel—contains adult content, sexual situations and mature topics. Suited for ages 17 and up.

*CAN BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE NOVEL*

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EXCERPT

Walking behind Axel, I gripped his arms and wrenched him back. “Back the fuck off, Axe,” I ordered as Axel stumbled back. Looking over Axel’s shoulder, a pair of huge green eyes glanced up at me, and I stilled.
Hell. It was that cheerleader. The one I’d spoken to after the game.
I tipped my head up to the sky. Someone up there really fuckin’ hates me.
Axel was suddenly in my face. “The bitch saw too much. She needs to know she can’t talk. I gotta deal with this shit now! Can’t have no loose ends,” he hissed out, his hands fisted at his sides as the cheerleader seemed to sink her tiny body back even farther against the wall, eyes darting everywhere but on us. She was crying, for fuck sake. Her black makeup was all over her pale face.
“She won’t.” I looked at the chick. “Will you?” I practically growled. She was frozen with fear. “Fuckin’ tell him!”
More water filled her eyes and she began shaking her head. “I-I-I won’t.”
Spinning Axel around by his arm, I said, “The cops are just about here. You need to split. I’ll make sure she doesn’t squeal.” Axel spit on the ground at her feet before pushing past me, but not before I grabbed his bicep again, my mouth at his ear. “You and me need to talk. You’ve fucked up, brother—Levi dealing for the crew, bringing this to my school, everything! I’m not gonna let this shit go.”
Scoffing a laugh at my threat, Axel ripped his arm from my hand and marched off in the direction of the parking lot. I watched him go, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. I wasn’t getting a good feeling about something. Like some big fuckin’ omen was following my brothers. It was obvious Axel was getting in deeper with the crew, moving up, getting in tighter with Gio, and by the looks of things, dragging Levi with him.
Dragging him straight into hell.
A shuffling sound from behind me pulled my attention.
Shit. The chick. I’d almost forgotten about her.
Just as I turned around, I caught her edging away, trying to make her escape. That is until she saw me watching and froze, like a damn deer caught in headlights. I had to sort this shit quick, protect my family. No matter the cost.
“What the fuck did you see?” I snapped coldly.
“N-nothing, I saw nothing…” she whispered, all huge eyes on her tiny face. She must have only been about five feet flat.
“You’re lying,” I said coldly.
“No… really…” she whispered. I could see her pulse slamming in her slim neck.
What the fuck was she doing here in the quad, on her own, at this time of night anyway? Only reason I was even lifting weights this late was because Rome and me always put in extra sessions, way more than anyone else.
I pushed my chest against her body and heard a short sharp inhale of breath. “You saw my brother. What was he doing? And don’t fuckin’ lie.”
I knew she knew what was going down, of course, but I needed her so fearful of me that she wouldn’t say shit even to her closest friends. I had to make sure she kept her mouth shut. Couldn’t go spreading rumors around campus.
With a slump of her shoulders, I saw the fight leave her body. “Drugs. I think he was selling drugs.” She sighed in defeat. “No. I know he was selling drugs.”
Breathing in through my nose, I tipped my head back.
Fuckin’ A.



ABOUT TILLIE COLE

Tillie Cole is a Northern girl through and through. She originates from a place called Teesside on that little but awesomely sunny (okay I exaggerate) Isle called Great Britain. She was brought up surrounded by her English rose mother -- a farmer's daughter, her crazy Scottish father, a savagely sarcastic sister and a multitude of rescue animals and horses. 











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5 'Fuckin' A' Stars


This isn't anyone's typical romance. It's dark and disturbing, depicting real life themes portrayed through two young adults fighting for control over their lives. Both in different ways and handling and dealing with different issues. 

Sometimes a sliver of light is like a beacon in the darkest of times.


This statement seems cliched, doesn't it? Odd, deja vue ish, however, oddly enough. it hit the target dead on!. Two young adults, meeting in the most unlikely and dangerous of circumstances, each trying to hold on to any semblance of normalcy and still keep up appearances. 

A boy from the wrong side of town, trailer trash and fighting against the odds, attempting to finally escape the hold of the Heighters, the local gang. A miracle, a saviour, call it what you may, his saving grace, and his ability to run, got him out. Now a member of the U of A football team. Austin Carillo, Wide Receiver, number 83, a friend, a brother, a son. A way out is all he's looking for, a way to become better than the life he was given. He will not be able to save everyone, until he can save himself first.



Lexington Hart, a once lively, lovely young woman, a cheerleader with an amazing family- strong, supportive and filled with love- has allowed some simple words to wreck havoc on her - emotionally and physically. Now a shell of who she once was, Lexi has turned herself over to the darkness. Choosing to hide behind a facade. That deceitful inner voice which such saccharine sweetness and hidden agendas, has brought Lexi to the brink of death once before. He's threatening to do it again. Is Lexi strong enough to withstand the darkness this time?? Will she succumb to this eating disorder.




Both Lexi and Austin live their lives hiding from the truth of themselves and others. Hiding and tucking their secrets away neatly.  They are scarred in one way or the other.  Somehow and in someway, they are drawn to the pain and suffering within each other.


"We all have secrets, Austin. Some people's are bigger than others, that's all."






"So you see, Pix, I have scars too. It's just mine are on the outside where everyone can see."

Lexi and Austin both find something in each other than makes coping and handling everyday life a little bit easier. Whilst they are both hiding crippling secrets, they both fight and support each other in ways that no one else  could. What started off as a way of self preservation, turned into something more.... something that neither wanted, but definitely needed.

"So you gonna meet me tomorrow night?" he said, not meeting my eyes.
Shock filled my every cell. "Meet you tomorrow night?"
"Yeah. You. Me. Out. Away from here. Alone."
I took a huge swallow and said, "Like... Like a date or something?"
Austin froze and his gaze narrowed on mine.
"Like us talking more. Just you and me, on our own... like we did tonight. Not a fuckin' date. I don't date."

I couldn't help but chuckle a little here. Bad ass exterior with a soft heart, Austin Carillo turns the tables on his 'tougher than nails' persona once again.


I needed him. I wanted to be normal. I wanted to be loved for just plain ol’ normal me.’





All anyone ever saw when they looked at me was the white trash ex-gang member from the Heighter famed trailer park across town.
But not her.

Fuck knows why, but Pix only ever saw more.
 



Boyfriend/girlfriend titles had no place among the truly fucked up. Just that there was someone else like you, someone to understand.

Austin and Lexi continued to fight hard to keep up appearances. Austin's fighting to save his family, while still attempting to not give up his NFL dream. He's so close but everything starts to come crashing down. Lexi's inner voice has taken over. After Austin's rejection, she has finally succumbed to becoming "better."

This is where my heart breaks even more.

Such sadness and determination erupts from Austin and Lexi. Another chance meeting after Lexi is hospitalized, Austin realizes that Lexi is all he needs. She's the only one that has ever made life easier to bear even in the darkest of times.



"Ti amo Pix. Ti amo tantissimo."
"You... you love me?" I asked, still in shock. Austin nodded.
"More than the stars in the sky."



Tillie Cole is one of those amazing authors that can make you smile and find a silver lining even in the darkest of times. This series is one that is near and dear to my heart. I loved Rome and Molly's story, and believe me, she didn't disappoint with Austin and Lexi's own. It's definitely different and darker, but just as phenomenal. Tillie's ability to depict and portray varying story lines is absolutely fantastic. I loved that Lexi and Austin found solace in each other, and that their story wasn't sexual. It made me love them both even more.

*ARC provided by the author in exchange for an honest review* Thanks!!!

Monday, 18 August 2014

Learning To Forgive(Learning, #3) by R.D. Cole


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Title: Learning To Forgive(Learning, #3)
Author: R.D. Cole
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 5, 2014
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Synopsis
This isn't your Typical Everyday fairytale.
This story isn't sweet or sugary.
Instead...
It's Raw and Dark
It's Rough and Dangerous
And It's Definitely not for kids under 17 years of age.

So turn back now if you're not ready for Lyric and Blaire's story. Because shit just got Real.


“I’ve learned a lot this past year, but there are two things I’ll never forget: one, People aren’t what they seem, and two, I fucking hate liars.” –Blaire

Blaire Morgan was a quiet, grief stricken girl when she left Mobile, Alabama, a year ago after her brother’s unexpected death. She returns a year later with fresh wounds from another betrayal, and she’s not the same person. A woman letting her tortured past rule her life, her “take no shit” attitude is catching the attention of everyone that crosses her path, including the bad boy front man of Lyrical Obsessions—the new band that plays at Jay Jay’s. When she learns he has something she wants, she plans on doing whatever it takes to get it.

What is a demon? An evil spirit possessing a person, acting as a tormentor in Hell?

Lyric “The Demon” Devereux is that tormentor and Hell is any place he sees fit, either in the fighting ring or on the streets. He killed his first person at seventeen years old, and that list has grown over the years—as well as his list of enemies—but his biggest enemy is himself and he doesn’t know how to win that battle.
When Blaire comes into town like wildfire and turns heads, Lyric’s temper emerges—uninvited and unexpected. His plan to stay at a distance for her safety, and his sanity, changes when she continuously shows up with her defiance and seductive pull. He now has no choice but to face his past that could possibly destroy the both of them.


Tempers will detonate. Lust will consume. Truth will destroy. But will love forgive?




Excerpt
I walk in, but leave the door open. My eyes stay on her as I approach. I see fear at first, but she pushes it away and replaces it with that stubborn trait I’m learning she has. She crosses her arms and looks up when I’m close, refusing to move. “Last night, you asked me for something. Remember?” “To go to hell?” I smirk because this game we play is a fucking thrill for me. “Oh, honey. I’ve already been to hell.” I stand in front of her an inch away expecting her to cower, but she doesn’t. Should I make this soft and gentle like before or should I make it punishing for possibly being a part of Polesky’s team? I roll my neck and let it pop in several places before I swiftly grab her by the waist and pull her tight body to me. Her breath hitches and she freezes, but not in fear. In anticipation. It’s written all over her face. My other hand grabs her by the nape of her neck, and I feel the softness of her bright, red hair between my fingers. “You asked for this.” Then I lower my lips to hers. I want it to be punishing, to show her how much of an asshole I am, but I can’t. I have a deep feeling she needs the exact opposite. Nipping her bottom lip, I taste her cherry lip-gloss while I massage the tension in her neck. She exhales softly and tentatively opens her mouth. My tongue dives into the moist warmth between her lips, and I savor every fucking millisecond I’m there. I don’t know when or if I’ll be able to kiss her again. Timidly her tongue starts to move against mine before her hands reach up to grab my shoulders. I feel her nails bite into my skin through the fabric of my t-shirt, but it feels fucking amazing. After this, I stop moving and let her take control. Let her feel me like I said she would last night. Let her savor every touch, every feeling I arouse in her. But in all honesty, I’m feeling her. I know without a doubt that this kiss is one I’ll never forget. The hand on her waist slowly traces up her ribs, over her exposed collarbone, and across her erratic pulse. When both hands are cupping her cheeks, I once again take over the kiss that is on its way to becoming feverish. She moans, and a growl forms in my chest. She swallows it just as her hands grab at the nape of my neck to hold me close. Feeling my dick become stone hard against her stomach, I pull away. We stand there, breathing hard enough to fan one another’s face, while my hands remain cupping her flushed cheeks. Then I let go of her, turn around, and walk out the front door knowing, without a doubt, I’m in deep shit.



Learning Series    



Learning To Live(Learning, #1)
Learning To Heal(Learning, #2)
Learning To Forgive(Learning, #3)


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R.D. Cole is a lively person with a determination to make it in life. Once her mind gets set on an idea she pursues it with passion. As long as she has God and her family she feels she can conquer everyday. Besides reading and writing she loves to sing, dance, and go mudding on her Souped-up Can Am. Her hubby is 9 years younger but he seems more mature than her at times and they level one another out. She has a beautiful daughter named Bethani who is a miracle and a fighter. She's the only known living survivor of Matthew Woods Syndrome and when no one thought she'd live R.D. said "yes she will." R.D. takes nothing for granted when it comes to life. "Everything can be ripped from your fingers before they can grasp it. So if you want something in life, do it. Go for it." That same mindset has helped R.D. write small pieces of her life mixed in to fictional settings and characters that will capture your heart. "Read on. Dream on. Write on." -R.D. Cole Support Indie Authors




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5 'Lyric' Stars

R.D. Cole has simply blown me away with this 3rd instalment in the Learning Series. It's my first R.D read and it left me flabbergasted! 

A simple, yet complex web woven from deceit, to suspense and danger, with death and tragedy, ending with forgiveness and love, all portrayed within the pages of Learning To Forgive.


Meet Blaire Morgan a broken, ANGRY and misguided young woman, trying to cope with everyday life after the untimely death of her brother. Even though a year has passed since his death, it's difficult to move forward when Blaire continuously lives in the past. Reliving past grievances of hurt, contempt and betrayal that are deeply embedded to the core, hurls Blaire down a treacherous path. How can she move forward when everyone she's ever trusted has betrayed her? How can she move forward when she can't forgive? 



Lyric “The Demon” Devereux is the lead singer of his band, the silent owner of Jay Jay's and he's a secret vigilante  government agent. Think Nikkita! enough said lolz.

Lyric is strong, possessive, fierce and loyal to the core. Fighting a fight that has him wavering and questioning his loyalties. One word "RED." Also did I mention he's freaking hawwtttTT!!!!!



Lyric and Blaire's first encounter sets the pace for the entire book.



"He was turned on by Red. But when he found out she was Ben's sister, the enigma of Red, he was fully involved."




Lyric and Blaire, are two head strong individuals and they fight each other every step of the way. From admitting their feelings, to fighting their circumstances, that also put each other in danger. Blaire learns that sometimes, learning to lean on friends isn't so bad.

She has become an obsession to me. She makes me feel something other than hate. She makes me want more than this lie of a life I’m living. Dammit! I sound like a fucking Hallmark card.


When she sees him with another woman, the day after he kisses her senseless, Blaire loses it. She goes back to that sad lonely place. The darkness sets in. She goes out partying and stealing her roommate’s PTSD pills to obliterate it all. She gets pulled into an alley way with 2 men ready and willing to take what they want, against her will. Lyric comes to her rescue and as much as he saves her from being raped, this time. He couldn’t stop the cuff and bruises she has forming.

Her face is dark with bruises, and her lip is swollen and stitched on the bottom, but she’s still here. Alive. Whole. And she’s still beautiful. Lyric.

“Do I make you nervous, Red?”

“Yes.” I whisper.
“Do I scare you?”

“Yes.”

 Their trials strengthens their bond and sometimes, love is worth the FIGHT!



Learning to Forgive was filled with a multitude of themes. The portrayal of every word and sentence streamed together to create vivid images before my eyes. It's versatility kept me captivated and routing for Lyric and Blaire. The characters were phenomenal and well developed. Each had their own backstory which further developed the plot and all the twists were well connected and took me down various avenues that were unexpected. A phenomenal read! 

*ARC provided  by Between the Sheets Promotions on behalf of the author for an honest review* Thanks!