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Synopsis:
Emma decided to skip the gym and went home early. It was the last easy decision she made because she found her roommate being raped by the boyfriend. She had two choices. Call the cops and be killed by his family’s mafia connections or kill him first and hope to survive. There was no choice to her. She killed the bastard first and went to the one person who could protect her. Carter Reed. He’s a weapon for the rivaling mafia family, but he’s also Emma’s secret. Not only was he best friends with her brother, but she’s the reason he became that weapon in the first place.
Blog Tour Review: Kirsty Lander:
I would say this an impressive *4.5 Heart* read.
I'm a real stranger to Tijan's work. I'm going to be honest and say I had never even heard of the author before Carter Reed popped up in my Goodreads feed.. Well, I'm glad it did pop up because I loved Carter Reed and I will be going back through books by the same author to see what takes my fancy.
This book is full on jam packed with action. As we know from the blurb, Emma our heroine not only witnesses a horrific crime, she commits one too. Killing a well known mobster is not a good idea in my books and Emma soon learns the same thing. Thank god she had Carter Reed to help her along.. SWOON:
"I would declare war for you."
I loved Carter. There's just something so hot about a guy who is willing to fight to the ends of the earth for the woman he loves. Of course we regularly read books where the hero would do everything and anything for his girlfriend, but Carter literally fights. He beats people, kills them, all in the name of protection.
I have to admit, at times all of the mobster stuff lost me. I would be reading and then all of a sudden stop realising that I had no clue what I was reading about, or what I had just previously read and would have to go back and try again. This is just my issue though, when you go in to a book knowing that it is full of mobsters, with their 'mobster families', with bodyguards, killers, etc. then you have to expect some crazy along the way. It's no lovey-dovey romance story that's for sure.
"I wanted his touch, but I feared his touch at the same time."
I would say that maybe 80% or so of the book was written in Emma's POV. This was her story. But every so often we would get a page, or a chapter, in Carter's POV. I have mixed feelings on this. At times I felt I would have preferred Carter's POV on a situation over Emma's, and vice versa. It also seemed at times that there was no rhyme or reason as to why we were getting Carter's POV at a particular time. It wasn't necessarily messy, but I think it needed to be thought through a little more.
My only complaint really was the ending, because really there wasn't one. It's been a long time since I have had to complain about this, but there was no freaking epilogue. Boohoo. Some books, I admit, do not need one. They finish on a good note, and that's enough for me, but unfortunately that wasn't the case here. When we got to the end I felt like there was unfinished business, I just needed a little more.
I rated "Carter Reed" 4.5 Hearts
Excerpt:
"Tell me what happened." His plea was so soft.
I broke. This wasn't the stranger anymore. This was Carter, the boy I had grown up with. I flung my arms around him and pulled him down. Instead of fighting, I clung to him now.
He wrapped his arms around me and rolled to his side. He patted my back and tucked his head into the crook of my neck and shoulder. I felt his lips brush there as he repeated, "You have to tell me. I won't hurt you. I will protect you."
A shudder went through my body. At last. Those were the words I was desperate for. He moved his hands, one sliding down to my hip and the other cradling the back of my head, he pressed into me. The last of my reserve fled then. A gasp escaped me and I pressed against him. I needed him.
"Emma."
Shame flooded me. He knew. What kind of person was I? Fighting, running away, and then starting to tremble in his arms?
His hand started to caress my hip. His fingers slid underneath my shirt and moved under my pants' waistband. He held me there, his hand splayed out. I tried to resist, but I wanted to wind my legs around him. I wanted to pull him on top of me and feel his hand between my legs. But I didn't do anything. I lay there, still, as my heart pounded inside of me. He could feel the beat against him. The thumping drowned everything else out.
He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead and raised himself up again. He looked down at me. The plea in his eyes was still there. As he brushed some of my hair from my forehead, he asked, "Do you not trust me?"
I nodded. "I'm scared of you."
A small grin appeared at the corners of his mouth. "You are?"
"I don't know who you are anymore." I couldn't believe I was admitting any of that, but I needed to trust someone. I had to if I was going to survive what I had done. Feeling a little bit brave, I touched his chest. My hand spread out like his was on my back. His heart was steady. I murmured, "I know who you are. I know you're the Cold Killer. I know what you did for AJ." A tear slipped from the corner of my eye. It fell unheeded. "I always wanted to thank you for that."
Author Bio:
Tijan started writing later in life, after she had already graduated college with a different direction in mind and a different degree under her belt. Hitting the brakes on that path, she taught herself how to write a good book and began posting at sites such as Fictionpress, along with Wattpad. After receiving such encouraging messages from readers, she self-published Fallen Crest High and has continued throughout the year. She continues to keep writing NA books!
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Excerpt:
"Tell me what happened." His plea was so soft.
I broke. This wasn't the stranger anymore. This was Carter, the boy I had grown up with. I flung my arms around him and pulled him down. Instead of fighting, I clung to him now.
He wrapped his arms around me and rolled to his side. He patted my back and tucked his head into the crook of my neck and shoulder. I felt his lips brush there as he repeated, "You have to tell me. I won't hurt you. I will protect you."
A shudder went through my body. At last. Those were the words I was desperate for. He moved his hands, one sliding down to my hip and the other cradling the back of my head, he pressed into me. The last of my reserve fled then. A gasp escaped me and I pressed against him. I needed him.
"Emma."
Shame flooded me. He knew. What kind of person was I? Fighting, running away, and then starting to tremble in his arms?
His hand started to caress my hip. His fingers slid underneath my shirt and moved under my pants' waistband. He held me there, his hand splayed out. I tried to resist, but I wanted to wind my legs around him. I wanted to pull him on top of me and feel his hand between my legs. But I didn't do anything. I lay there, still, as my heart pounded inside of me. He could feel the beat against him. The thumping drowned everything else out.
He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead and raised himself up again. He looked down at me. The plea in his eyes was still there. As he brushed some of my hair from my forehead, he asked, "Do you not trust me?"
I nodded. "I'm scared of you."
A small grin appeared at the corners of his mouth. "You are?"
"I don't know who you are anymore." I couldn't believe I was admitting any of that, but I needed to trust someone. I had to if I was going to survive what I had done. Feeling a little bit brave, I touched his chest. My hand spread out like his was on my back. His heart was steady. I murmured, "I know who you are. I know you're the Cold Killer. I know what you did for AJ." A tear slipped from the corner of my eye. It fell unheeded. "I always wanted to thank you for that."
Author Bio:
Tijan started writing later in life, after she had already graduated college with a different direction in mind and a different degree under her belt. Hitting the brakes on that path, she taught herself how to write a good book and began posting at sites such as Fictionpress, along with Wattpad. After receiving such encouraging messages from readers, she self-published Fallen Crest High and has continued throughout the year. She continues to keep writing NA books!
Author Links:
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Goodreads Author: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4851199.Tijan
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