The Hopeless Romantics Book blog are pleased to be a part of the Blog Tour for Nashoda Rose's "Shattered by You (Tear Asunder #3)."
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1IuEFlt
What started out as a deal quickly became a friendship that conquered monsters.
I killed, but I escaped hell.
Emotionless. Disconnected. Cold. A mannequin. It’s what I’d become in order to survive the years held in captivity. I was able to endure the abuse and devastating loss as long as I remained detached.
But he wouldn't let me.
Crisis, the bass guitarist in my brother’s rock band, Tear Asunder. He’s cocky, rude, a total man-whore. But the rock star has far more beneath the surface of his inked skin, and he’s determined to make me laugh again.
He made me a "deal", but really, it was blackmail.
His terms were simple. Until his playful honesty became the building blocks to something unexpected. Something strong enough to pull me from the eye of the storm.
Because even though I escaped years of abuse, it didn’t mean I was free.
For mature audiences only.
Shattered by You is written as a standalone, however, it is recommended you read Book 1 and 2 in the Tear Asunder series.
OMG!! I freakin' loved this book!! It was easily my favourite of the series so far. Ladies, you are going to fall head over heels for Crisis. He was so gorgeous. It had been way too long since I last read a really good book that contained a delicious alpha male and so I was more than ready to begin this story. I knew that Nashoda always delivered when it came to her men and once again this author did good!
Crisis was like a piece of chocolate waiting to be devoured.
You already know how much I loved Crisis, but the main female character was also one that stole my heart. Haven was just beautiful She had endured more than her fair share of ugly and reading the flash backs from her past was not easy, my heart hurting for what she had lived through. Haven's back story was a horrific one, leaving her permanently scarred. However she remained determined to move on and heal and I was rooting for her to rebuild her life and find happiness. Luckily, Haven had Crisis by her side to support her every step of the way.
"You will break. One day that cool exterior you're hiding behind will shatter.
It has to. It has nowhere to go. And when it does happen,
I intend to be there to help you pick up the pieces."
Crisis was perfect for Haven. He remained patient and understanding and was able to form a bond with her that no-one else could do. Although Crisis had been a player in the past, I never once saw that side of him in this book. The moment Crisis entered the story he only had eyes for Haven. From the very first page, it was obvious that he saw Haven as his girl and he was not going to step down when it came to his woman. I adored the cocky way that he flirted and some of the things that came out of that man's mouth had me howling with laughter. I loved his humour. I also loved how confident he was in himself. He was all kinds of sexy. It wasn't just about the sex appeal with Crisis though because he had a sensitive and romantic side, too. Crisis made me swoon so many times and he said the most sweetest and loving words to Haven. My heart melted repeatedly during this story. Do I need to say anything else to prove just how wonderful Crisis was because I'm sure I could! He was the perfect book boyfriend.
Most chicks it took me six seconds to get their undivided attention.
But Haven....I wanted more than her undivided attention.
I wanted her to trust me enough to place her shattered pieces in my hand.
Together Haven and Crisis shared a huge amount of delicious chemistry between them and I felt that the first half of the story was a little slow as I impatiently waited for Crisis to make his move. It felt like it took forever for the pair's relationship to move to the next level. However with Haven having so many demons it would have been unrealistic for her to jump straight into Crisis' bed. She had way too many fears to overcome first. I just need to be a little more patient with these things! lol. The second half more that made up for the slower pace that the story started out with. It was as though everything was happening all at once for Crisis and Haven. As soon as I made it to this part of the story I was gripped, unable to put my kindle down. So much was going on that I could not tear my eyes away from the story and I quickly devoured the second half in only a few hours.
Her demons weren't black shadows. They were fuckin' monsters and the road
ahead was one that was going to test every part of me and her. But for some reason,
it didn't scare me. Because as long as she was in my arms, we'd be okay.
There were parts of Haven and Crisis' story that truly touched my heart. They made such a beautiful couple and I adored how Crisis helped Haven to conquer her fears. Their journey was not all hearts and flowers, though. I really did not expect it to be. There were times when it was dark and agonizing to read. There were twists and turns that I did not see coming and moments where I'm certain that my heart stopped beating. All of these things added to the story and made it even more exciting. It was quite the emotional rollercoaster with a huge amount of ups and downs, but it was well worth the ride. In actual fact, I could quite happily take another go and re-read the story all over again. I loved it that much!
The love I'd been denied for most of my life.
I finally felt it with everything there was between us.
I have been a fan of Nashoda Rose ever since I first read "Torn from You" (Book one of this series). Every single book of Nashoda's have been brilliant reads. The "Tear Asunder" series just keeps getting better and better. If you are a fan of dark reads then you really must add this series to your TBR's. I highly recommend it!
"Shattered by You" gets ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I walked down the hall, pulled the elastic band on my boxers and glanced at my hard throbbing cock. “You’ll have to wait a little longer, buddy.”
“Are you really talking to your cock?”
I let go of the elastic and it snapped hard on my abdomen. Haven wasn’t making coffee; she was coming up the stairs with an armful of clothes. Fuck, she looked hot, long blonde hair messy as if she’d tossed and turned in her sleep, and she had sleepy eyes—adorable.
“Yeah. He’s angry this morning.” I stood right in the middle of the top of the stairs so if she wanted to get by, she’d need to brush up against me. It was childish, but fuck, I was a guy.
Her brows lifted. “Why is he angry?”
I smirked, loving that she was down for a little play. “Placed an ‘out of order’ sign on him.” Her brows drew together and her eyes flicked to my tented boxers.
“Doesn’t look out of order.”
I laughed and couldn’t help myself as I stroked the back of my hand down her cheek. It took her by surprise and she swayed backwards. I grabbed her arm before she toppled down the stairs and pulled her up onto the landing next to me.
A white piece of clothing slipped from the pile she was holding and fell at her feet. I smirked when I realized what it was, and took great pleasure in helping her out since there was no way she could bend over and get it without everything falling from her grasp.
I let her go and crouched, picking up the white lace panties. I held them out and her nose twitched like a rabbit sensing danger. “I like white. Prefer pink though, for future notice. And lace I love.”
She was trapped because if she snatched them from my hand, she’d drop the clothes and if she didn’t then . . . I curled them up in my palm.
“They aren’t mine,” she blurted.
God, she was cute. “Darlin’ I know they are and I love that you’re denying it. Means you care.”
Now that raised a little heat in her cheeks and I liked it. Shit, I liked it a lot because when I left a few months back, that would’ve never happened and now that was twice. She was affected by me—good to know. “I don’t care.”
I shrugged then turned to head back to my room to hide my newly acquired treasure. I had no doubt she’d search for them the second I left the house. I looked back over my shoulder and caught her eyes staring at my butt; could’ve been my back, but unlikely. Really, it didn’t matter which. I was just impressed she was eyeing me up.
“You can look, but don’t touch,” I said.
Her mouth dropped open then snapped shut. I disappeared around the corner, then heard her stomping down the hall. Haven wasn’t a stomper. She was graceful, elegant and controlled. Too controlled. And that part of her was coming down.
Nashoda Rose is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave.
When she isn't writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dogs at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers and chatting about her addiction—books.
Giveaway: Two Signed Paperbacks of Shattered by Youa Rafflecopter giveaway