It was complicated, it was
also just the beginning.
A decision.
A simple choice.
There is always that one
moment in life where things could have been different. That one moment where
you could have chosen a path that would lead you down a certain road.
A different life.
It was easier to pretend that
we were still best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
I didn’t know what to expect going in to read Complicate Me. I’ve enjoyed every other book from Mrs. Robinson so I went into this one with an open mind although I hate contemporary romance with a passion. With that being said the dynamic between Alex and Lucas kept you on your toes waiting with fear on where their lives will lead them. I can say I was angry with most of their family and friends for more than half of the book. I think they had a lot to do with some of the hurt and pain Alex and Lucas went through. The prologue was very, very good and sucked you in right off the bat. The rest was a bumpy ride and at times I wasn’t sure what the outcome would be. You found yourself saying, “how many ups and downs can one couple go through before it’s no longer worth it?”
We see Alex, Lucas, and the boys grow up from children to adults. We see them grow apart and find their way back to each other. You feel what they feel and you just want to take them all aside and tell them to live life for themselves and not to worry about what anyone else thinks or feels. I could easily see this book and this series playing on the big screen as part of a series starting from the beginning. Although it’s a very different genre from what we’re used to seeing from M, it’s still very much her signature style. Complicate Me did just that. It was messy, complicated, and at times painful to bear but in the end I believe they came out stronger and the bond they share held up through the test of time.
My brown eyed girl sat on our blankets with her arms wrapped around her knees, hiding her face. The tiny frame that I adored so much shook uncontrollably, only heightening the deepest sobbing that escalated with each passing second. It was such an intimate moment, not to be shared with anyone, especially me. Alex didn’t cry. I watched her bawl for the first time in my life. I had never seen anyone cry like that before, and it shook me to my core, slicing me whole, and making me feel like I
was dying. Carving a memory that I would take to my grave. There was no going back…
No erasing.
No do overs.
No deleting.
What I witnessed tonight would be my purgatory; I would now close my eyes and forever see her falling apart in front of me. Shattering before my very own eyes and I found it hard to breathe.
Hard to move.
My feet were glued to the goddamn floor as she continued to weep, sob, bawl, violently sucking in air that wasn’t available. I accepted it all; each tear that fell from her face becoming pieces of me. Circulating through my veins and blood, it flowed
endlessly, a river of her sadness and sorrow and of my broken promises. No
beginning or ending to her cries, just an infinite current, flooding the hole
where my heart should be. The shadow of her trembling petite body reflected off
the walls, leaving a trail of regrets in its wake.
Mine.
Hers.
Ours.
Growing up in a small town you overheard a lot of things. People talking, stories told, town gossip. You listened a lot. You learned a lot. Tourists, townies, friends, and especially family all shared wisdom and advice that you think you will never need.
Bunch of bullshit. They say you have that one moment in life where
things could have been different, that one moment that changes the course of
your life or the direction you could have taken. That one moment that could
forever change you and everything you wanted to be true, everything you wanted
to believe. One simple decision could alter your entire future.
My entire world.
I would forever remember this moment for the rest of my life. This is the moment that changed everything. This is the moment where I took another direction, another road that led me to my own demise. My own regrets. I should have walked in
there. I should have apologized. I should have begged for her forgiveness. I
should have promised that I would never hurt her again. I should have done
whatever it took to make her look at me the way she had our entire lives.
But I didn’t…
I did none of those things…
Not one.
Nothing was said between us.
No words.
No actions.
I was a coward and couldn’t do it. I couldn’t see her like that. I couldn’t look into her eyes and know that I had hurt her. That I had disappointed her. That I ruined her love and lost her respect for me. The boy who promised he would never hurt her.
The boy who swore he would always protect her.
The boy who vowed he would never let anything happen to her.
That same boy was me.
I was the reason she was bawling.
I was the reason she was hurt.
I was the reason she was broken.
She knew the truth. It had finally caught up to me… I shattered her illusion that I was hers. I ruined the one good thing I had in my life. The girl that owned my heart was bleeding out for me in a way that I had never seen before. The house was no longer our safe place.
I had brought my hurricane with me…
I couldn’t risk the possibility of losing her permanently if I walked in there and admitted my truths. She wouldn’t love me anymore, she wouldn’t look at me the same anymore, and she wouldn’t be mine anymore.
My brown eyed girl.
The girl that I had loved all of my life.
The same girl that I would
love for the rest of my life.
Alexandra.
I gave her the only comfort I could in her moment of despair. I turned around and left. I walked down the stairs and got into my truck. I turned the engine on and drove my sorry ass home. I took a shower and never once looked at myself in the mirror. I
pretended that nothing changed. That I didn’t cause her pain, and that she
didn’t know the truth. That I didn’t see her sobbing and that she wasn’t even
bawling to begin with. That we were still just best friends, and that she was
my girl and I was her boy.
My Half-Pint and her Bo.
It was better than knowing…
I ruined us.
Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst,
romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading
since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing
her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German
We’re often told tales of the underworlds to feed the darkest corners of our nightmares. We tuck them away with the sunlight and laugh away the fear our minds created. But the daylight offers no relief for Zari. She’s hidden her waking nightmare as nothing more than a damaged past. The venom of her secrets consumes her, as well as those she cares for most. Emmett, the love of her life and the only one with a past dark enough to respect her space, becomes a pawn in the war against the demonic force which is her bloodright. Can Zari overpower those out to get her to feed on the innocent? Can she save Emmett from the evil of Slither?
I’ll start with what I did like about this story…I liked the fact that the paranormal aspect was something totally different from werewolves or vampires although they are my favorite to read about. The mythology that was presented about the origins of the snake creature were interesting but I would have liked more…especially since this was a standalone novel. The opening was interesting and drew my attention but as the story continued my attention wasn’t held firmly with the NEED to consume every word like it was law.
I will say the book was very well edited and I didn’t see one error. And although described as horror/paranormal I felt not an ounce of fear and I’m a horror fan. Nothing gets me going like a good scare. Maybe horror on paper doesn’t translate as well as horror on film.
I did get confused a bit…I thought their were two sisters when their was only one, a grandmother, and parents.
Zari and Emmett’s abuse seems to tie them together but you can also see the love they have.
What I didn’t enjoy was the every other woman introduced seemed to be in love or instant lust with Emmett and especially since one of those women were supposed to be Zari’s best friend. It added nothing to the story in my opinion.
Some introduction of characters seemed to have no real purpose…I say that only because once the event was over we didn’t hear anything else about them. I would have thought we would since she played a part in a certain scene, so I figured the MC would have at least tried to stay in touch with her. But the main problem was that I really didn’t care about the characters. Whether they lived or died.
The concept of this book was what drew me to want to read it however the execution from the idea to the end result didn’t hold my interest nearly as much as I would have liked. It’s a good story and if you find yourself wanting to read something different I say go for it. To give a bit of perspective it’s a good book to pick up for an in between book. I enjoyed it for what it was but it’s not a reread for me.
Would I read another book from this author? Yes, if I came across one that peeked my interest.
Would I pre order or auto buy? Not at the moment.
Great job Ms. Kinney I will casually be on the look out of what you may come up with next in the paranormal genre.
Like this blog post and leave a comment and I will randomly pick one person to send an ecopy of Slither to. I will pick the winner September 5th, 2015 @ noon.
In the last few weeks I’ve reread Son of No One by Sherrilyn Kenyon in preparation for Dragonbane and I’ve read Magic Breaks before Magic Shifts by Ilona Andrews came out and I’ve gotta tell you I think I hyped myself up to the point where while reading the new releases I was expecting something different than what was given. Don’t get me wrong the Dark Hunter series and Kate Daniels are one of my all time favorite series but both of these books were a solid 3 for me. That’s Dragonbane and Magic Shifts. Magic Shifts read as more of a transition book for the new direction the story arc would be heading since technically Magic Breaks could have been done in a way to end the series. While the rise of the dragons first book also seemed like a way to introduce this newest story arc as well. I’ll admit although I have a great love for myths I’m beginning to become extremely confused from all the mythos surrounding the Dark Hunter world. It’s just so much and it’s like I need a cheat sheet the further we get into it. All these different destinies and end of the world prophecies are starting to make my head hurt. Now I will be reading the next books in these series but am I as excited as I used to be? Will I be pre-ordering as soon as the button to do so becomes available? No to both questions. It could also stem from my mild reader’s funk that I’ve been having but I did catch up on Sherrilyn’s The League series and I gotta say I’m super pumped for Fain’s story. Although I’m a bit confused from the past to present thing and who’s related to who, it’s a much simpler storyline to follow than the Dark Hunters at the moment. There is a war and only one side is going to be able to win. Whether that side is the League or the Sentella that’s still yet to be determined. But each side is gunning for the other with everything they have and then some.
As an avid Paranormal/Urban Fantasy lover, I’m surprised at how much I enjoy the Sci Fi genre as well but it’s probably because I view it as a sort of futuristic paranormal world with an added bonus of alien. I’m also a huge Mercy Thompson, Pride Series, BDB, Alpha and Omega, IAD, and just about anything else paranormal and urban fantasy there is fan. I’m eagerly awaiting the next installments in all of these series and probably have them all either on my wishlist or preordered. So what are some of your favorites and what did you think of the latest installments of Dark Hunters and Kate Daniels?
Book. 0.5 – Kate’s first meeting with Saiman introduces us to the Kate Daniels we all know and have grown to love…before Curran and the keep or Julie…Kate was just Kate…trying to put food on the table and stay under the radar from those who would do her harm..Full of sass and solving problems as only Kate Daniels can…with her fists. Great intro to an amazing world. *****
Magic Bites – Book 1: I remember picking this book up like it was yesterday but really it was June 6, 2010. I had been in Honduras a few weeks for work and I wasn’t busy at all. So I decided to order a few books…this is when I first discovered kindle books and downloaded quite a few…Magic Burns was one of those game changing books…the blurb caught my interest and I one-clicked and I’m so glad I did. To say I devoured this story would be an understatement. I couldn’t put it down. I was so enraptured in this world that I wouldn’t here people calling my name and I would get made anytime I was interrupted. I immediately one-clicked any other book out in the series and haven’t stopped pre ordering since. Amazing read for fans of Urban Fantasy and all things paranormal such as vampires, shapeshifters, and even a few gods and other myths thrown in. If you haven’t started this series the only question I have for you is WHY? *****
Magic Burns – Book 2: After finishing Magic Bites I immediately one-clicked Magic Burns the same day. Kate and Curran have a complicated relationship and she is not acting as successor for her mentors old position. She is the liaison of the pack and helps them when she can…we also meet Julie who I love and who has a few tricks up her sleeve as well. Kate becomes bound to this little slip of a girl through chance and I think it’s a good addition to her life. Having Kate responsible for someone besides just herself helps to crack the wall she’s put between herself and the rest of the world. We see how a magical flares effects the city between shifts of magic and tech at unpredictable times. And I just love Derek and I’m so glad Kate has him to help watch her back because trouble seems to follow her everywhere she goes. *****
Magic Strikes – Book 3: Also purchased June 6, 2010 – Someone has pissed Kate off by messing with Derek…the kid/young man she’s grown to love and care about…with that Kate and several members of the pack and Andrea enter a deadly game…sometimes even played to the death. You start to see the relationship between Kate and Curran start to change and grow little by little and Julie has also firmly placed herself in Kate’s life. We are also introduced to Hugh who is Kate’s adopted father’s successor as well as the man who works as the captain of her real father’s army…Kate is scared of what this means, especially when she preforms an act that she knows will not escape Hugh’s notice…is she ready to reveal who she really is to save her friends or will she say screw it and walk away! Great edition and turning point for the series. *****
Magic Bleeds – Book 4: Also purchased June 6, 2010 – in comes a member of Kate’s paternal family and she’s hellbent on destroying everything in her path…especially the shape shifters…Kate is forced to make a choice between her position or the shapeshifters she’s grown to know and love when they need her the most. Who will she choose and will she be able to live with her choice? Who is this mystery woman that brings pain and destruction in her wake? Who will come out on top? Read and find out peeps…you will not be disappointment. Kate is forced to push herself to her limit to save herself and her friends. *****
Magic Slays – Book 5: Kate and Curran are officially a thing and she now has to learn to be the mate of the Beast Lord and all it entails…after quitting the Order the pack is helping her start her own business but it’s not all fun and games…Andrea is back and is helping Kate in between mopping around. Kate has a new intern following her around but he’s nothing like Derek…he has a long way to go but he has the potential to be one of the greats one day after getting over being spoiled. When a real, honest to goodness case comes in will Kate bite off more than she can chew…in true Kate Daniels fashion chaos and madness ensue. *****
Gunmetal Magic – Book 5.5: Kate and Curran take a small backseat to Andrea and Raphael, the alpha of Clan Bouda and Andrea’s ex, to investigate the murders of several shapeshifters who worked for Raphael…after the events of Magic Bleeds tensions are still high between the used to be mates after a decision by Andrea went against what Raphael thought she should have done…now they have to work together in spit of their still obvious feelings and attraction for each other…who’s killing shifters and will Andrea and Raphael get back together? *****
Magic Rises – Book 6: This has to be one of my favorites out of the entire series…I love every book but events in this book start to set up the moment we have all been waiting for up until now…it starts with the pack children having trouble controlling their shifts. When this happens they become Loup and have to be put down for fear of hurting others…Kate and Curran have decided they must stop this so they travel overseas to pick up a cure from other supernaturals that know how to make it. They have promised them a good amount of the drug in exchange for help on a personal matter. Curran and Kate know it’s not going to be something easy but what can they do…children are dying and the best friends of their ward Julie at that…There are some heartbreaking losses and a few betrayals and WTF moments as well…I was on the edge of my seat the entire story from beginning to end. Kate also meets up with Hugh again but who will come out the victor? *****
Magic Breaks – Book 7: The moment we’ve all been waiting for has now arrived!!!! So much going on and I my eyes couldn’t move fast enough to read the words on the paper…so many big changes that you are going to have to read for yourself…let’s just say Kate has a little family reunion and in the process does something to Atlanta that she didn’t know she could do…I for one cannot wait until Magic Shifts is out…although we closed an arc and chapters in Magic Breaks we open new ones that are just starting to introduce Kate and Curran without all the pressure that was once weighing them down. Let’s just say I’ve read the teasers and I can’t wait to have book 8 in my greedy little hands! *****
This is a must read series and the novellas that go with it are grab little snacks inbetween big meals. I hope it never ends and the day it does I’ll cry like a newborn baby. I LOVE this series ❤
My people use the power of the earth to sustain life and defy our enemies. I should be at my father’s side as a royal princess. But as a half-breed, bastard child, that isn’t going to happen.
I’ve been accused of attacking the queen, my wicked stepmother, and my life is suddenly on the line. I have only two options left to me: banishment, or training to become one of the King’s Elite Guards, an Ender.
Option one will kill me.
Option two is meant to break me, but is the only way to survive.
Did I mention I have no power like the rest of the elementals, and my connection to the earth is worth next to nothing?
Could things get any worse? Of course they can. Welcome to being an Elemental.
4.5
I was provided this ARC copy by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Where to even start…we first meet Larkspur in Elementally Priceless in the Rylee Adamson Novel Series, when she first met a young Rylee on her first savage. I fell in love with her character right then and there when she risked all to help a young girl who wanted to prove she could do things on her own but still needed a bit of help.
So when I heard that Mrs. Mayer would be giving Lark her own series I was thrilled.
We start from the very beginning with Lark. We see her tragedies and triumphs and we feel her pain as if it were our own. Lark has been accused of something she hasn’t done and the only thing she can do is accept banishment or become a guardian to the king (her father). Even though technically Lark is a princess she isn’t treated like one by many and she is seen as useless. But there is so much more to Lark than anyone knows including herself. There are a few secrets and lies and sometimes you just want to shake a character or two.
I was left wanting the next part right after I finished the last page of Recurve and I believe this series will be as successful as the Rylee series.
The only issue I had with the story was there was more tell than show. Meaning Lark would overcome something and say “It couldn’t possibly get worse” and instead of ending it right there, Lark would say “I was wrong”. I would have rather saw she was wrong then to be told beforehand that she was going to be wrong (if that makes sense).
All in all this was a wonderful start to a brand new series
I’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…
I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.
And never went back to pick up the pieces.
Devon
Family first.
I learned the meaning of the word hate.
I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.
I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.
And I learned how to be a man…
All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.
You can’t run away from your past…
It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.
Warning: Book contains adult situations.
Sex/language. Mature readers only.
4.5 stars
ARC received for an honest review
I’m not even sure where to begin with this book…Tempting BAD is a spin-off from M. RobinsonThe VIP Trilogy I would recommend reading it before going into Tempting BAD as it may spoil a few things at least from the last book MVP.
We jump into Brooke and Devon’s lives before they meet each other and each had their own demons before coming together. Brooke is a spoiled rich kid who can’t seem to find herself after witnessing something that shattered her world on her sixteenth birthday. Ever since then she’s been trying to find her way in a sense and she’s never fully dealt with her emotions. She’s just put them in a box left to simmer until the pot explodes.
Devon’s life was the opposite. He grew up to fast and never really got to be a kid. His childhood hunts him for years and meeting Brooke helps to soothe his broken soul in a way no one ever could. They change each other…two halves of the same whole.
As soon as they met the only thing I could think of was Taylor Swift’s song “I Knew You Where Trouble”. That’s the first thing I thought of when Devon first sees Brooke. The girl is trouble…they are hot and then cold.
You want to choke them (mostly Brooke) and other times you’re just left there speechless wondering WTF you just read. Mrs. Robinson tells a story like no other and I’ve read everything she’s written to date and I will continue to read whatever she comes up with next…(waiting for Mika *cough*). We’ve just seen the tip of the iceberg when it comes to her writing and I for one can’t wait to see what twists and turns she comes up with next. Bravo and very well done!
I danced around in a sea of emptiness and longing, it moved around me easily, carelessly, harshly.
It was all and it was nothing.
It made me full and it made me empty.
It pleased me and it dismayed me.
I didn’t care. I was there to do a job. To be a VIP. I played my part beautifully, just as I always did. Letting myself get taken away on empty promises of nothing, but somehow seemed like everything.
M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex!
I once told you, “Every sin I commit, every life I end, every soul I purchase, I do so to watch in gratifying amusement as it fades out. I’ve taken these lives with whole and complete intentions of watching my sins and transgressions affect and alter the life of others.”
I’m afraid those words no longer hold even a thread of truth.
The man you once knew is now nothing more than a ghost.
The blood staining my hands is no longer a consequence of my amusement.
I have become pure evil. The blood you see is the result of my visceral need to hinder the torment and desolation left in my wife’s wake.
If you are foolish enough to believe all men are worthy of redemption, even those of us born evil, take my hand and allow me to show you what I believe about Redemption.
For this is, after all Roman’s Redemption.
I’m not even sure where to beginning. After reading Roman book 1 I was practically left speechless. Then we move on to Roman’s Redemption which is full of twists, turns, lies, and betrayals. We catch up with what happened at the end of Roman and jump right into things. For the most part Roman hasn’t changed a bit in the beginning and it is only his daughter’s love that starts to pull him back from the edge. We learn more about characters such as his housekeeper, Sebastian, and Lizabeth. We get multiple POVs including Heather’s and Roman’s. You read this book and you think to yourself how much more can one person take before there is nothing left to take? Roman’s Redemption will leave you wanting the rest of the story and luckily there is a third installment to finish this trilogy off. Dark and gritty and full of shock and awe moments, if you’re a fan of Kimber than you’ll be a fan of this book.
Interview
1. When did you know you had a passion for writing?
When I was in the 8th grade…After Michael from A Woman Gone Mad. Remember, that’s when Lil started writing 😉
2. How do you come up with your books?
Jesus baby Christmas, I have no idea! Hahaha
I guess they come to me. A lot don’t make the cut unfortunately.
3. Which book was the most difficult to write?
Roman: Book 1
He was so unlike any of my other characters and so dead set on how it should be written. No contractions. Very little cursing. His sentences were all clipped and direct. Grrrrrr.
4. Out of all the characters you’ve written so far, who is your favorite?
Stella. Hands down, all day, everyday. For reasons a very few are able understand.
5. What are you working on next?
A FUNNY BOOK!!! Think The Sweetest Thing, Bridesmaid’s, and Sex in the City!!! Super stoked!
6. Where do you see your writing career in the next 5 years?
Hahahaha
At the rate I’m going probably dead or well past it. The politics and cut throat mentality are sometimes too much to consider continuing. Nobody likes to ask themselves, “Why am I even doing this?”
I was born and raised in
Louisiana… and No, I do NOT live in a bayou, I actually see the beaches on the
gulf coast more than I see a bayou, lol. I started writing poems and short
stories very early in my life. You know, for the Michael’s and Leo’s and Nick’s
in my life. I’ve been a book hoarder since I was eleven years old, but then a
couple years ago something wonderful happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze
brought to life my inner smut whore and I commenced to read anything and
everything smut affiliated. When reading wasn’t enough anymore and I noticed
that so many of the authors of my favorite indie authors and their books
weren’t getting the exposure their work deserved, I turned it into a mission,
starting my own blog, buying their books and reading them one by one. I then
wrote my reviews for my blog and didn’t hold back in writing them (Hell yeah
those motherfuckers are profanity laden). I’ve never done a single thing in my
life halfway. I always go all in. After the success of my Blog, and the
insistence of one of my bestest friends, my sister from another mister, Trina
Taylor of Bad & Dirty Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge and see
if I could write a book that was worth a damn. I’m a Southern girl to my core,
a self-proclaimed smut whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author, but
honestly… I don’t believe the rumors, lol. I don’t feel like a kickass bitch
spittin’ out lyrics, or stories, like a motherfuckin’ rockstar.
Tattooed across my ribs are the
words I have always lived by: ‘Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.’ Latin for:
If I cannot find a way, I will make my own.
Deserves more than 5 stars!!!!
Wow yet again Kimber has done it again with Roman’s Redemption,
I didn’t think anything could top Roman but I was wrong, truly amazing, Kimber has a gift at telling dark, twisted and gritty reads, I was hooked from the first page.
One thing i am absolutely sure of i hated Seb all through the book, I had different thoughts on Roman, one minute i hated him the next minute I loved him and truly felt for him, one thing that did stay constant with me was i loved Heather, Mac, Mace she was kick ass.
Not for people who don’t read dark books as it isn’t for the faint hearted but i will say you really don’t know what you are missing if you don’t read this book!!!! ~Gemma
Wow wow wow. This was just as good as the first book, another amazing job. Kimber Dawn definitely has away of sucking you in!! I can’t say it enough both of these books are absolutely amazing! Dark as hell but what a great read. I couldn’t put it down. I stayed up all night just to see
what was happening next. If you like dark and I do mean really dark this one was fantastic. ~Nina
Kimber is sick and twisted and I love her mind, but I hate it just as much.
Never in my life have I hated 2 word more. The dislike I have for 6 little letters, THE END, is monumental. Normally, I’d want to ask why, but I realize your sick and twisted mind wouldn’t tell me. In the end, I have to admit, I love the evil that is Roman William Payne even more now than when I first met him. For the life of me I have no idea why.
This book is dark, so if you want or prefer sweet, don’t attempt this. You’ll want to run for the hill and pray to God to clean your mind just for looking this way. But if you enjoy the company of the little devil that’s parked on everyone of our shoulders, if you like the dark side of the tracks then by all means, go meet Roman.
Kimber is like the Rob Zombie of the book world. That’s how I see her. Dark, twisted, and messed the hell up. I’m totally girl crushing on her yet again.
Woman, you rock! ~ Nancy
Anyone could have those four things, but only one could have VIP. Becoming Madam was never a choice for me, it was a mandated order from the most powerful woman I knew- my mother. I was born to fill her shoes, never to make mistakes, or to show weakness.
You are the product of your environment. They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree; you learn from what you see, not from what you’re told. Nature vs. Nurture. I learned from it all; what I saw, what I didn’t see, what I was told, and from reading between the lines.
I was raised with the belief that the world spun ONLY because of me. I held power as far back as I can remember, saw things no one ever talks about, and witnessed illegal acts of sex, drugs, and money by the time I was eighteen.
You saw a glimpse of me in VIP, now see it from the beginning. Enter my world where anything goes; no judgments, no remorse, no guilt. You play by my rules, or you don’t play at all. There are no limits to what I can do, or to what I can show you…I will ensure my legacy my any means necessary.
My name is Lilith Veronica Stone, and I am The Madam.
Warning: Book contains adult situations.
Dark content/sex/drugs/language. Mature readers only. ** Available May 19th 2014! **
The Madam was one bad bitch but when you grow up the way she did your only choice was to be a bad bitch or a dead bitch. Her Mother, The Madam before her didn’t tolerate weakness and she let little Lilith know first hand what happened to whiney weak babies. She had to grow up fast, too fast in my opinion but sometimes that’s life. Rich or poor sometimes children had to grow up way before their time and in situations not always of their own making. But then it becomes sink or swim and The Madam Fucking backstoked. She wanted everything on her own terms and not her Mother’s. And with her own terms came her own life lessons that she had to learn the hard way. I don’t want to give anything away but Lilith had her share of heartbreaks. We found out about the girl before The Madam we met in VIP and you see another side of the story once we learn about Ysabelle.
There were times when I felt sorry for the shit Lilith went through and then there were times I HATED The Madam.
The Madam was a woman I loved to hate…In her own way she believed everything she was doing was the right thing but she was so much like her mother, the person she didn’t want to be, and it was fascinating to see her slowly become just like her but with a twist if that makes sense…She went through so much and it was good to see that she wasn’t all ice she had a heart she just didn’t know what to do with it. I will say this though, no matter how hard she tried she was truly her mother’s daughter whether she wanted to be or not.
Then there was Mika…ladies sit back and enjoy the ride that is him. I for one couldn’t get enough of this man. I’ll let you see for yourself 🙂
My final thoughts on reading The Madam was holy shock, twist, and awe!!! Just brilliant how it all starts to make sense now. A truly great read. MVP where are you!
**Before you read The Madam, be sure and read book 1: VIP**
32 year old Sebastian
Vanwell, was a very successful yacht broker, who always loved the design
and architecture of a luxurious boat. His only addiction was being on
the water. He loved it, he thrived on it, and he needed it in his life.
After a very stable, loving childhood with only a few bumps, Sebastian
married the love of his life. The one person that he knew would always
be there. Julia was his rock, and he loved her more than life itself.
Sebastian kept his addiction to the water under control, wanting to keep
his time with his wife and son his number one obsession, that was until
he saw her. This new addiction haunted him, the one compulsion that he
couldn’t control no matter how hard he tried.
Ysabelle Telle hit
him hard, knocking the wind from his lungs. Coming from worlds apart,
beautiful, dark complexion Ysabelle Telle didn’t have the rich,
protected background that Sebastian Vanwell had. Ysabelle lived a life
of hell, in poverty, growing up with a drug addict mother that never
cared, and horrific living conditions. Ysabelle lived for one person and
one person only; herself. She was pure perfection, her beauty along
with a flawless body had men lined up, driveling over her ensuring her
success as a VIP.
There are too many words that describe the
effects when two diverse worlds like theirs collide. They both have too
much to lose to get caught in the forceful pull, which could destroy
them both. Warning sex/drugs/language. Mature readers only
M. Robinson loves to read. She
favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and
of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L.
Stein.She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.
***This is a story of perseverance, trying to overcome the transgressions others inflict upon you, it’s a story of love gone wrong and obsession gone mad. This book contains raw and graphic sex, obscene language, violence, torture, rape, assault, none of which is limited to persons over the age of consent. This book is intended for MATURE AUDIENCE MEMBERS ONLY, and NOT intended for the weak at heart, nor persons with triggers related to child assault, rape or abuse.***
A beautiful, enchanting story of love, happiness—*Record needle scratches across vinyl*
I’m just fucking with you. Love, happiness, and fairy tales… Yeah, they don’t live here anymore. The only things residing amongst these thin and barren walls are Dominance, submission, and twisted fucking obsession. Stella gets knocked down over and over throughout her life… Though she is bloodied and battered she stands back up every single time, smirks and nods before asking, “That all you got?”.
Wesley has shoved his way through the rich life with both middle fingers up. He’s also shoved his way through half of the socialite population, but all that vanilla has left him a starved man. He knows he can’t keep his Dom fed with kinky little masochistic vanilla’s anymore. On his mission to find the perfect sub, Wesley stumbles across a broken, shattered angel, only to find when she comes up swinging, that this little angel knows how to fight.
He wants to be the one who breaks her…
But it’s not a question of who breaks her, the question is who destroys her.
“We will fight, angel. We’ll fight hard. But it’ll be worth every strike below the belt. Every hateful or spiteful word said, because when we love, when we fuck, when our passion reaches an intensity so goddamn powerful like it has every single time, it’ll extinguish all the bad. I want all your hate, Stell…Just as much as I want all your love. We are doing this. And there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop it, angel. Is that understood?”—Wesley Jacobs
The Trailer
My Review
5 holy shit, what just happened to me stars
Honestly I still done know what to say. I still have no words to adequately described the pleasure/pain experienced while reading Wesley and Stella’s story. To say I was taken on a roller coaster ride would be an understatement. This was twisted, raw, no holds bar, unadulterated mind fuckery, camouflaged as maybe there just might be, but no, its not Fucking happening.
Hey I told you I didn’t have the right words. Don’t shake your head at me!
That Which Destroys Me was adequately named because it did just that, it completely and utterly destroyed me. Just when I though maybe Stella’s shit life couldn’t possibly not getting any shittier, boy was I completely surprised my the events that were masterfully unfolding before me. I thought I knew but I had no idea WTFery I was getting into.
There were hard truths explored in That Which Destroys Me, not only about the characters themselves but about aspects of my own life I was forced to confront while emerging myself in page by agonizing page.
But when it was good it was so good it hurt. Wesley and Stella burned up the pages with their desire, obsession, and unhealthy love. They were no Romeo and Juliet but that was okay. That made their love for one another realer because it was unfiltered. They fucked up and they overreacted and they walked away when they should have stayed and talked shit out but when emotions are high and pride even higher we make choices. Sometimes those choices liberate us and sometimes those choices destroy us.
This is not a love story but a story about love. All consuming, can’t even think straight, want to kill anyone that looks at you sideways love.
But the icing on the twisted fucked up cake was the monster watching and silently waiting in the shadows because he’s more twisted and fucked up then everyone else in the room and he manages to hide it until he’s so cocky and sure of himself he just can’t resist letting us know how truly sick and evil his intentions lie. The only thing I could think once his true face was revealed was what in the name of all that’s holy happened to this little boy as a child to make him go bat shit Fucking crazy!!!
Who is Kimber? Shit, sometimes even I don’t know, lmao. However if I had to type up an author bio (which, son of a bitch, I do) this is how it would read. BTW, caught a lot of shit for this author bio. Really don’t give a fuck though, because I was asked to type up a bio. And if I can only say one thing for certain about myself, it’s this: I’m real, I don’t back down from what I believe, I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. I don’t bite my tongue and I never try to hide the ugly parts of who I am… You either love me or hate me, but if you love me… I’ll always be loyal, no fucking matter what 😉
I can be called a billon different things—daughter, wife, mother, labor unit nurse. I sell pussy on the side. *Coughs* That would be Persian kittens, thank you…you dirty-minded scoundrel. I’m a book blogger, book pimp, and a book whore. My two indulgences are my Jack’s in life…Jack Daniel’s and Blackjack. My biggest dream, the day I’ll acknowledge that I’ve succeeded in life and can I die a happy woman, is the day I get to go two stark-naked hour-round sexual bouts with Jason Statham. *Sighs*
I was born and raised in Louisiana… and No, I do NOT live in a bayou, I actually see the beaches on the gulf coast more than I see a bayou, lol. I started writing poems and short stories very early in my life. You know, for the Michaels and Leos and Nicks in my life. I’ve been a book hoarder since I was eleven years old, but then a couple years ago something wonderful happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze brought to life my inner smut whore and I commenced to read anything and everything smut affiliated. When reading wasn’t enough anymore and I noticed that so many of the authors of my favorite indie authors and their books weren’t getting the exposure their work deserved, I turned it into a mission, starting my own blog, buying their books and reading them one by one. I then wrote my reviews for my blog and didn’t hold back in writing them (Hell yeah those motherfuckers a profanity laden). I’ve never done a single thing in my life halfway. I always go all in. After the success of my Blog, and the insistence of one of my bestest friends, my sister from another mister, Trina Taylor of Bad & Dirty Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge and see if I could write a book that was worth a damn. I’m a Southern girl to my core, a self-proclaimed smut whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author, but honestly… I don’t believe the rumors, lol. I don’t feel like a kickass bitch spittin’ out lyrics, or stories, like a motherfuckin’ rockstar.
Tattooed across my ribs are the words I have always lived by: ‘Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.’ Latin for: If I cannot find a way, I will make my own.
Eighteen-year-old Ethan Jones lives in Newhome, a town built upon the decaying ruins of post-apocalyptic Melbourne, ruins haunted by the ferocious Skel, a nomadic tribe of degenerate savages.
The Skel are ramping up their attacks on Newhome’s foraging teams and infesting Melbourne’s ruins in ever greater numbers. Is this part of a larger plan that could spell the town’s doom?
Meanwhile, the last thing Ethan expects when he and his companions rescue a two-car convoy from the Skel is a Japanese teenage girl with an outlandish dress-sense, who after they take her back to Newhome, goes to great lengths to ingratiate herself into his life. But is it in gratitude for saving her life or is she seeking something more?
And what a quandry she places him in, for he knows the rules, that no man is permitted to be alone with an unmarried woman. But how can he drive such a gentle soul away when she touchs his heart so deeply, even though she clearly carries the pain of a broken heart.
At the same time, Newhome’s police force, the Custodians, are suspicious of Ethan’s foraging team’s successes and are pulling out the stops to find out which member of his team has the illegal mutant ability that gives them an edge over the other teams.
Should these peacekeepers discover Ethan is the mutant they seek, they will haul him away and dissect him like a frog.
My Review
I enjoyed reading this book ever much. We get the story from Ethan, a boy living in a post-war town. It’s after a world war three that they weren’t prepared for. The year is 2122 and not at all what I expected.
Ethan is a forager…he goes out with his crew to look for precious metals. Ethan’s crew is the best at this because Ethan has a bit of a secret…A secret that doesn’t take us every long to be told which I liked. I hate when as a reader you know there is something going on but it takes forever for that something to be told.
Ethan and his team seem like a tight knit group but sadly a few tragedies do befall them as well.
Seemingly out of the blue the “guard” that police the town show up to escort Ethan and his crew and the action picks up the pace fairly quickly. Dodging attacks by the Skels – sort of nomadic people who ambush people, and rescuing two Japanese people from a convey gone wrong we see a spark enter Ethan’s eyes when he meets the what appears to be a young Japanese girl with pink bangs…
There are secrets and mysteries all through out this book and underlying things going on that we have yet to get an answer for but there is another book in this story and I look forward to gobbling it up once it is out.
The Forager had action, suspense, and even a bit of love thrown in. A very good read and I can’t wait for the next one to come out.
About the Author
Biography
Peter Stone, an avid student of history, was reading books on Ancient Greece from the age of four. His periods of interest include the ancient world, medieval era, Napoleonic times, and the Second World War. He still mourns the untimely passing of King Leonidas of Sparta and Field Marshal Michel Ney of France.
A child of the Cold War Generation, Peter Stone studied the ramifications of a nuclear missile strike when he was in his senior year of high school, learning the effects of nuclear fallout and how to (hopefully) survive it. He has ever been drawn to post-apocalyptic and dystopian novels and films, and eagerly devoured The Day of the Triffids and John Christopher’s Tripod Trilogy when he was a child.
Peter Stone graduated from Melbourne School of Ministries Bible College in 1988. He has been teaching Sunday School and playing the keyboard in church for over twenty-five years. His wife is from Japan and they have two wonderful children. Peter Stone has worked in the same games company for over twenty years, but still does not comprehend why they expect him to work all day instead of playing games.
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The Ramblings Of Me 