About this book:
He was the most feared guy in high-school.
Guarded. Angry. A fighter.
But when I caught him watching me with his captivating green eyes I saw something more. Something protective and kind.
He warned me to stay away from him.
Until I didn’t and he kissed me. A knee weakening, body tingling kiss that left me breathless. And scared the hell out of me.
He warned me never to come near him again or next time he wouldn’t let me go.
That was eleven years ago.
We aren’t teenagers anymore. He has probably forgotten me. He’s a famous rock star now. I’m a dance instructor with a broken dream and desperate for a job.
So, when we cross paths again I don’t expect him to remember me.
And his warning eleven years ago? I’m about to find out exactly what that meant.
Release Date: 7th March, 2017
What I think?
So, the 4th Tear Asunder book.
Wow, it feels like forever since I met Sculpt, and fell in love with him.
So here’s a fun fact: Torn From You was the first Dark Romance book I read some 3-4 years ago, and it was the book that made me fall in love with the genre. And because of that, I will forever be grateful to Rose.
Kite, from the very first book had been an enigma- the quiet bandmate, everyone respected, but at the same time so different from the rest.
To say that I have been curious about him would be an understatement.
I have always wanted to know more about him, and it isn’t even until the end of the 3rd book, in Shattered By You, that we even come to know of his name.
He was every bit the man I expected him to be.
Tormented, possessive and true to his words.
When he was 16 he met Savvy, and from the very first time, something about her called to him. But because both of them were very young and because Savvy had just lost her mother, he let’s her go with the warning that next time he meets her, he won’t.
Cue 11 years into the future.
Savvy is a dancer, but she has no where to work. Desperate for some sort of job, she goes to the boy she loved as a child to ask for some job recommendation.
I have to say, I really liked Savvy. She was so different from Rose’s other female characters from the series, that she was in some ways, a real breath of fresh air.
She was a complete wildcard, and I kind of kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. Well, I was glad that it did not. Sometimes an uncomplicated character is the best thing you can do to the story. For me, she perfectly complimented Killian.
He was very complicated. As a child, he had been really abused by his father, and the loss of his mother and brother fucked him up.
I was a bit frustrated with the way Rose tried to portray his character though. So he’s this lady killer, and is into the hardcore stuff.. but he’s also a virgin? Yeah I found that a little too hard to believe. He was waiting for Savvy to come back? Really? Yeah that part was the thing I’m not buying. Either he’s a kinky motherfucker, or he’s a virgin- decide. You can’t tell me he’s a sex god on his first try. I feel like if I complain about that for the ladies, I should complain about the men too. He’s nearly 28, and he’s never had sex.. but he’s also into hardcore BDSM, and has skills of a seasoned pro. Try and make sense of that.
Other than that little twist Rose tried to throw at us, I really liked it.
Although staying true to it’s genre, it does deal with certain dark themes, Kept From You is a lot lighter compared to it’s predecessors. It is the perfect conclusion to this brilliant series.
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The thin sweet crunch mixing with the light, airy cream tickled my tongue.
Indulging was rare. Indulging in something like crème brûlée was heaven on a spoon.
But what made it even more like heaven was that Killian watched me with desire blazing in his eyes.
I swallowed, then with the tip of my tongue, I slid it over my lower lip, licking the remnants of cream.
“Fuck,” he growled.
I secretly smiled, heart pumping wildly.
I’d never been sexy or tried to be sexy, but I wanted to be with Killian. He made it easy for me to be brave.
Lights dim, candles flickering, the soft jazz music in the background, skin tingling from the sexy-as-hell man next to me, yeah, I was brave.
I dipped the spoon in again, but Killian’s fingers spanned my wrist, stopping me.
I met his eyes and without a word, but knowing exactly what he wanted by the silent exchange of his steady expression, I released the spoon to him.
His attention went to the dessert where he tapped the light thin sugar shell before breaking through and sinking into the airy lightness.
He lifted the overfilled spoon at the same time as his eyes.
I thought he was going to take a bite himself, but he held the spoon out to me. “Open.”
I nervously laughed, thinking he was kidding; it was a huge mouthful. “It’s too much.”
“I know. Open, Savvy,” he said.
Oh, God, my belly dropped and my sex clenched. I swallowed, licking my lips again.
“No,” he said with a firm voice. “I didn’t ask you to lick your lips. Although that is fuckin’ delectable as hell.” His tone lowered further. “I asked you to open your mouth.”
My eyes widened. Holy. Fuck. That was hot. Demanding and a little scary because him using that voice I’d pretty much do anything he asked.
I opened, and he slid the dessert into my mouth, and since there was so much, it hit the roof, sides, and back of my throat. He didn’t remove the spoon right away and watched as I struggled not to pull away.
When I was just about to say screw it, he said, “My cock will fill your mouth a hell of a lot more than this.”
I nearly choked. And I would’ve if he didn’t slowly remove the spoon, my lips dragging over the cool, smooth surface of the spoon to make certain I took the entire dessert.
His elbow rested on the table, spoon in his hand, eyes on mine as I swallowed little by little until it was gone. The entire time I thought about his cock.
About the author:
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.