I read the first Russo Saga book and it’s clear that the author has grown and improved massively since then. Which means I need to go back and read the other 2 books I’ve missed! It took a few chapters for me to really get into the story, though that may have just been more where my head was at than anything else. At that point though I was gripped and unable to put this down until I’d read every single word of it.
And oh my word how this story battered my emotions again, and again, and again. Goodness knows WHAT Christian will do to earn Kerry’s forgiveness in part two, but he’s going to have to pull out all the stops! This pair have such great chemistry but Christian made the biggest of mistakes, a mistake so bad that coming back from it is almost impossible. A mistake that is costing him again and again. A mistake that took the innocent, bubbly, gentle Kerry and destroyed her, leaving behind a barely function shell of a woman.
Christian is all things bad, yet somehow through his unrelenting misery and pain, the author gives us a glimpse of who he could be. She allows us to begin to forgive the monster who made the wrong choice and begin to love the man who will do anything for those he loves. Kerry is strong even when she is weak, her need to protect the innocent so powerful that she will go to almost any length to do it.
There is going to be a part two, and I’m already chomping at the bit waiting for it. Thankfully the author didn’t leave us on a ‘soap opera’ style cliff-hanger, choosing instead to end at a natural break point. I always find this makes it much easier to pick up the story, since you aren’t at the adrenaline fuelled emotional high the previous book left you at.
If you love your romance to have darker edges, if you love enemies-to-lovers then this is a duet to read.
Redemption: Part one in the Savage duet.
Killing her wasn’t supposed to be complicated.
Drug Kerry Jackson and get rid of her, that was his simple task, but he screwed everything up. Unable to resist the enticing young woman, Christian seduced her – and fell hard. Then it all went to hell. She beat him at his own game and disappeared without a trace.
No one crosses a Russo and gets away with it.
Night after night, their steamy encounters melted Kerry’s will and twisted her mind. Then Christian Russo turned out to be her worst enemy. He robbed her of her innocence, stole her trust, and made her life a living nightmare.
A second encounter would be fatal… for one of them. And Kerry was determined that it wasn’t going to be her.
Redemption is the first part in the Savage duet that will be concluded with Absolution. Redemption ends with a cliff-hanger, but Absolution has a guaranteed HEA. The duet can be enjoyed as a standalone, but the experience will be much more exciting if you have read the previous books in the Russo saga; it also contains a few small spoilers for Shame.
Nicolina Martin is an up-and-coming new author to the dark erotic romance scene. I’ve not previously read her work, but I’d heard such great things about it that I jumped at the chance to review this offering.
Well I have to say that ‘Heat’ is a very apt name for this red hot tale of love and redemption. The story has quite a unique feel to it, seeming to blend contemporary, mafia and dark erotic romance into one very captivating read.
I loved at the start of the book how Nathan was blown totally out of the water for his arrogance towards Sydney. I love a strong alpha male but on the times he overstepped the mark, or pushed too hard, I equally loved how Sydney wasn’t afraid to put him back in his place. Too often these egotistical traits are written as if they are desirable, I’m with Syd and would very much tell a guy like that where to get off. Treat me with respect and acknowledge I have a brain, or take a hike.
Sydney on the surface blew a little hot and cold, but I totally found myself agreeing with her actions and motives. She wasn’t some silly heroine who was happy to overlook the truth about the hero. She was sometimes naive, but in the way that many of us would have been in that situation. Nor was she so in lust that she lost all cognitive ability – don’t you just hate it when a heroine thinks/says one thing but one glimpse of the hero has her knickers falling down faster than the speed of light? I know it bugs the heck out of me.
I loved how each gave the other the strength to find and be who they truly wanted to be, and not let family keep them in a box that just didn’t fit anymore. I also appreciated how the plot didn’t follow the standard tropes and cliches. It felt fresh and would be hard to pigeon-hole as any specific sub-genre of romance.
This was a story that not only kept me entertained but also left me guessing as to not only how the plot would unfold, as well as how it would end. I wasn’t disappointed by any of it.
Heat Nicolina Martin (Russo Saga, #1) Publication date: March 29th 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Anything can happen during the hot nights in the Dominican Republic.
I just wanted a tan and to sip drinks with little umbrellas in them. I didn’t know that vacation would mean sex with a hot stranger, being drugged, and nearly killed. My instincts tell me there’s more to the smooth facade of Nathan Russo, but my heart won’t listen. He’s my opposite, hot where I’m cool, experienced while I’ve never really lived. What starts out as a sexy fling can’t be more. Can it?
I’m a dangerous man with a mission to complete and people to kill. Sydney Lewis might literally cost me my life. As the stakes increase, I have to decide whether to follow my head or my heart. My life is too dangerous, I’m too much of a monster. She’s a good girl. She can’t be a part of this. I have to be cruel. I have to cut her out.
But she’s the only one who can save me.
Heat will take you on a journey to paradise, through Hell, and back.
Publisher’s Note: This dark romance is intended for adult readers only and may contain triggers for some readers. It contains elements of danger, adventure, steamy scenes, adult language and a guaranteed HEA. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
I don’t move, my heart speeds up. In an instant, I remember where I am. What I have done. I slept on his lap, knowing it was an open invitation to something I still can’t articulate. I fight to control my breathing and try not to stir, because I don’t want him to know I’m awake. I want to see where he takes this.
I realize I’m holding my breath and force myself to breathe again. I try to inhale calmly, but it catches in my throat. His arm, draped around my waist, tightens. He knows I’m awake, knows I’m not objecting, and he’s not stopping.
His hand slides under the blanket. It’s hot on my skin through my thin blouse. He traces a path along my arm down to my hand that lies in front of my chest, then he moves and places his palm below my breasts, letting it rest there. A finger slides across my nipple. It stiffens instantly. It screams for his attention, and that light brush is far from satisfying. I forget to breathe, and then I just give up on it altogether. I want more. This feels so kinky. So forbidden.
I have to force myself to stay still.
His hand hovers over my nipple, then he pinches it gently and I gasp, spikes of want surging through me. This pretending-to-sleep routine is going to be hard to keep up. When I don’t object, he grows bolder and cups my breast and squeezes. Carefully at first, and then with more force. He suddenly stills and I hear the soft steps of someone approaching.
“Is there anything you need, sir? Coffee? A pillow for yourself?”
“Thank you. I’m good,” he answers cheerfully.
“She seems to be having a good sleep.”
“Oh yes. Anyone would envy her.” His voice reverberates through his chest.
Oh yes indeed!
His hand starts exploring again. It moves down along my belly and I tense up like a piano wire. Is he going where I think he’s going? But then I feel his warm palm on my naked skin as he pushes his hand under my blouse and moves upward again. He pushes up my bra, freeing my breasts, pinching first one nipple and then the other before he firmly squeezes my breasts, paying good attention to them both. I squirm and am barely able to stifle the moan that wants to escape my throat. His other hand rests on my head, toying with my hair, then taking more of a forceful hold of it as his breathing changes, gets more labored. I like it. I like that I affect him as much as he affects me.
When his hand abandons my breasts, I miss its presence immediately. I wonder if he’s done exploring, but he changes direction, caressing along my stomach and then down the front of my hip. Oh—Oh my God! Sliding his hand down my skirt, he pulls it up until his fingers rest scorching hot on my thigh. Agonizingly slow, he feels his way up my thigh until his hand rests on my panties. Panties that are drenched with moisture.
When a finger starts circling my clit through the fabric, I can’t help the moan that escapes me.
Nicolina Martin is a Swedish born author who escapes the long, dark winter nights by writing hot contemporary romance/suspense.
She’s a mother of three teenage girls, a medical doctor, a quirky loner, and a social human being. She has traveled the globe, has had more lovers than she can count, has loved and hated, succeeded and failed, has gone through marriage and divorce. She has seen darkness and despair, as well as light and happiness.
All these experiences, she pours into her tales, taking her readers for a wild ride while twisting their minds. She loves showing that stories can be different even if the trope is the same.
Nicolina believes that life is too short for regrets and in looking forward, no matter what. She wants to enjoy every moment, and cherish life.
To find out more about Nicolina Martin, visit her official website.