Friday, 7 March 2014

Blog Tour & Giveaway: Adriane Leigh's "Ridge (Wild # 2)."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be a part of the Blog Tour & Giveaway for Adriane Leigh's "Ridge (Wild # 2)."

Amazon UK:     http://amzn.to/OQCxR5
Amazon.com:    http://amzn.to/1dQGMRX

Synopsis:

Sometimes doing the wrong thing feels so right...

I'm a player. I'm an asshole. I'm someone you should stay away from.

I have demons.
I've made mistakes.
And the biggest can't be taken back.

I've gone to hell and back in twenty-nine years and I'm only now coming to terms with moving forward, righting my wrongs, and making amends. Except not everyone deserves forgiveness. Sometimes the damage done is beyond repair.
Everyday is exactly the same. I focus on the pain, in the quest to feel and forget, but I remember everything. When I close my eyes the darkness encroaches and some days it feels like the things that kill me are the things that make me feel alive.

*Ridge, like Wild, is a standalone. 
Reading Wild first will provide some back story, but is not required to read Ridge.

Blog Tour Review: Surj Harvey

Fuck did I need to drown myself in a bottle of vodka whilst reading this book... Ridge Wild drove me crazy and had my insides all churned up... one minute I was loving him, the next he was the biggest ass hole ever... unfortunately for the majority of this book, it was the latter trait that remained dominant. Lane Wild this man was not... if anything the two brothers were chalk and cheese and I guess despite what I learned about Ridge in book one, I really wasn't expecting the man I got.... he was well and truly screwed up.

"My story is tragic, painful. The last thing it is, is beautiful."

After the death of his parents, a much younger Ridge went off the rails finding solace in meaningless sex, drugs and alcohol. It was only after a stint in a juvenile detention facility that he finally got himself back on the straight and narrow, his only vice remaining women. they meant nothing but they helped him forget, they helped him relieve the tension, the anger and the frustration ... that was until her... Mia (My). She was forbidden fruit... not his for the taking but he took her anyway. She was an addiction and he needed her as much as he needed his next breath. He paid the ultimate price and in the end, in order to right a wrong, he gave her up.

This was it . This was it for us. For me and her. For the girl that had wrapped her fingers 
around my soul and held it so fucking tight it was as if my very fucking breath depended on her. 

And that's where his downward spiral began all over again. It was like he'd pressed the self destruct button... mistake after mistake, bad decision after bad decision and there were moments he just infuriated me. Because the book was told from his point of view, I got to see inside his head, see the way he thought and honestly, he was a class A fucking twat. There were so many wrongs he could have easily righted but he didn't, digging himself the mother of all holes and slowly burying himself in it. I tried to understand what he was going through, the pain that was eating away at him but I struggled to see past his actions and his treatment of others. It wasn't until further on in the book when certain revelations came to light, that the penny slowly started to drop. Ridge was a tortured soul and he'd given up the only thing that had ever made sense in his fucked up life... Mia. My heart hurt for him because I finally saw him as in really saw the man inside and that was tough. 

It would take hitting rock bottom before I saw a change and his journey to get get there definitely made for painful reading. It wasn't pretty, in fact it was damn well ugly. 

I didn't feel like myself; I didn't feel like anyone. I felt lost.
Dead inside. And I deserved every minute of it. 

The one thing that never faltered throughout this book though was Ridge's promise to make immense with his brother and he put that before everything else including his own happiness. Honestly, I felt a sense of pride that he'd stuck to his guns (OK so he slipped up occasionally) but he knew the path he had to choose and that was the path he took even if it did send his own life into a tail spin). 

Mia's character had a strength to her that I 100% admired and I'm so glad she didn't run back to Ridge and do the whole begging thing. She left him to it despite having her own heart shattered into a million pieces but Amy.... Jeez this girl drove me up the wall. I needed for her to wake up and smell the coffee and she did ... on numerous occasions but stuck with it!!! Duh!!!! 

Adriane Leigh definitely started "Ridge" with a bang and within the first few pages, I was a hot, flustered mess. Jeesh this author knows how to write a good sex scene and in this book, she pushed the boundaries a little too. Vanilla Ridge definitely was NOT. Nope.he liked the fight, the challenge, that look of fear teetering on the edge of lust in his lovers eyes (OK so maybe lover is pushing it a little) but yeh... you get the picture!!! Those scenes were hot and desperate and definitely ones to be read alone unless you have a man whose bones you're ready to jump!!! lol

"You want my lips? You want me sweet? Caressing your body with my hands, 
slow and steady with my dick? Want me to kiss you? Show you how much you 
mean to me? Too fucking bad, baby. You wanted to play. I don't play. 
I fuck. I fuck dirty. Just remember you asked for it." 

This book was about Ridge and his journey of self discovery. If you're looking for a hearts and flowers love story, this isn't it. There were moments I could have thrown my kindle across the room in anger, his character infuriated me that much but those moments where I discovered why he was the way he was just broke my heart and made me want to damn well give the man a hug. By the end, I was an emotional wreck and then I got the epilogue and my heart stopped beating all together. It was a realistic ending but that didn't mean my heart didn't hurt just a little for him. 

"We don't have to fix each other. We don't need to. You're not perfect, and I'm not perfect,
but we're perfect together. It was never about fixing you; it was always about loving you."

Thank you Adriane Leigh for yet another very hot, panty dropping, emotional roller coaster of a read. I loved it and rated it 4 Hearts

Excerpt:

"Come here.” I pulled her into my arms. She shook and trembled, without saying a word. I stroked her back, down her long hair and sucked in the heady scent of her damp skin clinging to me.

"I brought food. It’s going to be all right, My,” I murmured against her cheek before I glanced down to see a river of red streaking the tile grout. 

Jesus Christ what was happening?

"Mia.” I swallowed and pulled at her hand, the one clenched in a tight fist. "Fuck Mia, give me your hand.” I pried her fingers open to find a razor blade cutting into her palm. 

"I tried not to, I didn’t want to, but I’m losing it.” She sobbed and dropped the razor from her hand. It fell in her lap, bright red marring the fluffy white towel wrapped around her. 

My hands shook as I looked around for something to wrap her hand in. I had to stop the bleeding. I didn’t know anything about this. Was it too deep? Did she need stitches? Fuck, maybe I should call an ambulance. 

"Jesus, Mia, you should have called me.” I pulled my shirt over my head and wrapped it around her open palm, pressing to stop the bleeding. 

"I was just holding the razor so tight, I didn't even realize that it cut me.”

"I know, baby.” I rained kisses across her forehead. 

A soft sob escaped her throat. 

"If it happens again, call me. Talk to me. Take it out on me, baby. I’m here for you. I know this is so fucking hard but you’re not alone, I’m here, My.”

She licked her lips and her deep green eyes turned up to me. Silent tears fell as I held her cut hand in my own. 

"Christ, come here.” I heaved her into my arms and carried her out the door and laid her on the bed. 

"Listen to me. I’m taking you somewhere tomorrow. Therapy, whatever you need. Take the time off work, you went back too soon, I shouldn’t have left you alone, fuck.” I was rambling, but I was terrified. I’d never seen her like this. Despondent, empty, numb. Jesus Christ, my beautiful, fiery girl was numb. 

"Losing her, it just brought me back. After Josh killed himself, they disappeared. They were there, but they weren't.”

"I know, baby. I know.” I rocked her across my lap on the bed. 

"Let me be strong for you. Let me take the pain away. Remember what we used to do, baby? The pain, the pleasure? I’ll be that for you, again. Take it out on me.”

Her eyes held mine, passion surged before she straddled my waist, wrapped her fingers in my hair and pressed her lips to me in a punishing kiss.

About the Author:

Adriane Leigh was born and raised in a snowbank in Michigan's Upper Peninsula and now lives amongst the sand dunes of the Lake Michigan lakeshore.
She graduated with a Literature degree but never particularly enjoyed reading Shakespeare or Chaucer.

Adriane is married to a tall, dark and handsome guy, plays mama to two sweet baby girls, and is a voracious reader and knitter.

Author Social Media Links:

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/LeighAdriane/

Coming Soon: SLADE (Wild #3)

Behind every beautiful thing, there is some kind of pain...

Always overlooked. Always just there. That's what Dillon was to me.

Until one night.

In one night she flipped my world on its axis and there's no going back. But she has secrets, and secrets fester like an open wound. They color the past and forecast the future, but I'm determined to open her up; free her from her memories so she can live in the light and have the life she deserves.

It's just too bad that she wants nothing to do with me. But I'm nothing if not persistent and I'm not a man that gives up without a fight. I've had a taste and there's no walking away.
I just have to convince her that I'm not what she fears, I'm what she wants. 

Slade, like Wild and Ridge, is a standalone. 
Reading Wild and Ridge first will provide some back story, but is not required to read Slade.


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