RELEASE DATE: November 21st
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Synopsis
BLOOD WILL BE SHED…
The ghosts of Donovan “Blade” Brookes’ life are closing in on him.
Hardened by an abusive childhood and haunted by the murder of his fiancé, Blade struggles against the dark forces threatening to consume him. When he helps Layla Reed in her hour of need, he has no idea she will be the light to his darkness. As they spend more time together, he is powerless to fight his desire for her. Powerless to fight his need for her. However, as his feelings deepen, he pushes her away, reluctant to drag her into his world. With enemies coming at him from all directions, Storm MC needing his help to fight off a rival, and his father still causing him grief, Blade needs the love of a good woman now more than ever. Can Layla push Blade to the edge and get him to admit to both of them what he wants? Or will the darkness pull him under once and for all?
Review
Nina Levine’s Storm MC series is a set of seriously addicting books. As each biker’s story is told, readers move through club business as well and watch the ins and outs of how business is run and what happens when enemies are out to get them and the payback they provide, even to the ones within their own circle. This time around in Slay, readers step outside the biker realm and get to know Donovan “Blade” Brookes, the man whose been quite the enigma since we were first introduced to him.
Being Marcus Cole’s “other” son hasn’t been easy on Blade, and he has the physical and mental scars to prove it. Without a father figure around, Blade did what he needed to do to help provide for himself and his mom, which lead him down a dark and dangerous path, one where there was no turning back from, especially when he lost the love of his life. Since losing Ashley, Blade’s world has gone dark, and he finds comfort in the darkness. By not allowing anyone in, he can be at one with the monster within and not have to worry about tainting or losing anyone else. But if Layla Reed has anything to say about, she’ll help Donovan slay his demons and find a way to help him carry his burdens and let a little of the light in.
As soon as Nina Levine introduced Blade into the storyline of the Storm MC series, I needed to know his story. I wanted to know what the darkness was that surrounded him and why he couldn’t let it go, and Nina definitely shows readers the past that weighs him down and its debilitating effect on him, but she also shows Blade’s other side – the side that wants to protect those he loves and find a way for them to be happy. Blade has a lot of anger inside and once it’s lit, it’s hard to shut down – that trait makes him extremely dangerous and deadly for that matter, but it also makes him someone you want in your corner. He’s not a man of many words, but when he does say something, it’s the truth, and his words usually lay out everything anyone needs to understand in order to make the best decision. Blade may be a bad man and have a laundry list of illegal and deadly deeds, but he’s also a man that will put himself on the line for the people who matter most.
Nina Levine knows how to write kickass heroines. Layla is a great addition to Madison, Harlow, and Velvet. She’s an independent, sassy woman who doesn’t take shit from anyone. Her past is nothing like Blade’s, but that’s why they work because she’s the light to his darkness, and she accepts every single part of him – scars and all. She gives Blade the peace that he needs even when he tries to push her away, which is exactly what Blade needs in order to let go of the past and try to move forward. She’s a selfless woman who deserves the love of a man willing to give her everything, and she just might have found that man in Donovan.
Slay is a great addition to Levine’s Storm MC series. It’s a bit darker than the rest, but that’s to be expected with the kind of past Blade has. The biker storyline gets a huge push forward in this story, so it will be interesting to see what the repercussions of events in this book mean for the future of the motorcycle club.
With steam, angst, danger, and sass, Blade and Layla’s story is a must read.
A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
4 poison apples
Excerpt
I remained silent and waited to see how far he’d take this. When his hand moved up the inside of my thigh and under my skirt, I parted my legs and rested my head against the seat, closing my eyes. He kept going until he reached my panties. A moment later, I moaned as he pushed his finger inside me and went deep, massaging me at the same time as his thumb played with my clit. My hands gripped the car seat, and I held on tight. The pleasure from Donovan’s fingers was intense and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he’d make me come.
“God, your fingers . . . ” My voice trailed off and he pushed harder inside me.
“Fuck, baby, you got any idea how fucking turned on I am right now? You’re so fucking ready for my cock,” he groaned and I could hear his hunger for me.
I reached across and placed my hand on his dick. He wasn’t joking when he said he was turned on. My eyes flew open, and I pushed his hand away from me and sat up straight. I looked out the window and realised we weren’t far from his place. “Take me to your house,” I said.
He frowned. “Why’d you stop me? I nearly had you there.”
“Because I want you to fuck it out of me,” I answered him and prodded his arm. “Turn here for your house. It’s closer than mine.”
“You need to get back for work tonight.”
“Baby, what I need is your cock, so turn the damn car and get me to your place. We can sort work out after you’ve fucked me.”
“Fuck,” he growled as he turned the car, “I hope you’re ready for this.”
***
Donovan pretty much yanked me from his car and into his house. I’d fallen in love with his home the first time I’d visited. It was very masculine, in grey and black tones. Very Donovan. Today I hardly had a chance to notice it as he dragged me through it and into his bedroom. Fuck, I loved it when he was like this: demanding and bossy as hell.
And intense.
Donovan’s intensity attracted me to him even before he’d rescued me that night. I’d watched him for a long time, and while I found him a little scary, I’d wanted to know how that intensity would translate in the bedroom. And now I knew – it was hot, and it made me crave his touch like I’d never craved a man’s touch before.
He got me into his bedroom, pushed me up against the wall, and shoved his hand straight up my skirt, and into my panties.
Fuck.
His eyes blazed with desire as he growled, “I know you want my dick, but I need to feel you first.”
I grabbed his face with both hands. “Make it quick,” I demanded before pulling his lips to mine.
His fingers pushed inside, and he grunted something unintelligible into my mouth as he kissed and fingered me. I let his face go so I could reach down and hike my skirt up around my waist. Then I wrapped one of my legs around him, and tilted my pussy forward so his fingers could go deeper.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned as his fingers brought me so much pleasure. It was too much. I needed his cock now, so I pushed him away.
He knew what I wanted and began tearing off my clothes. Once he had me naked, he stripped himself while I stood and enjoyed the show. Then he picked me up and deposited me on the bed before moving on top of me.
“One day soon, I’m gonna get fucking creative with you, but for the moment, I just need to get inside you and fuck you,” he said as his cock entered me.
I wrapped my arms and legs around him and moved with him. “I don’t need creative, Donovan. I just need you.”
He pulled out and thrust in again. Over and over, he repeated this and kept up a slow, torturous pace.
His eyes were focused on mine.
Completely.
As if this was his way of communicating with me.
And I felt that; I felt what he wasn’t saying.
It seemed like he fucked me for an eternity. He brought me close, then backed off, then repeated this over and over. By the time I came, I was in a delirious state of bliss. My body was not my own anymore, it was Donovan’s, and I simply moved with him while he skilfully controlled me.
My eyes were shut, and my mind and body lit up with the pleasure from my orgasm. I screamed out Donovan’s name at almost the same time that his body tensed and he roared with his release.
I clung to him tightly as the last drops of pleasure rushed through me, until I eventually let go, and murmured, “You sure know what you’re doing, don’t you?”
He stared at me for a couple of beats before saying, “It’s you, baby.”
“What’s me?” I was still half delirious from the orgasm, but I sensed something in his words and struggled to fight through the haze to grasp what he was saying.
“You bring it out of me. I’ve fucked a lot of women, but I’ve never felt it like this before.” He paused for a second before adding, quite firmly, “Never.”
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