King and Pup are back in this exciting conclusion to the King Series by
T.M. Frazier
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Blurb
I. Remember. Everything.
Only now I wish I didn’t.
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a
vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals
itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m
more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant
to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on
that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon
who owns me body and soul.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull
toward King that grows stronger every day.
He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn
to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else…
Review 5 Stars!
Excerpt #1
Damn you T.M. Frazier....Damn you! I seriously need to
get my emotions in check. Wow!! I so didn't see that fucking
coming!! Shit! Goosebumps Lady, Freaking Goosebumps!!
"I tried to release you, Pup. For Max. But there was a
major problem with the plan, and no matter what happened, it would never have
worked,"King confessed.
"Why is that?" I asked
"The problem was...you never released me," King growled
Ok...so Tyrant starts off right where King left
off...Thank God because that ending of King did me in. I have
to say this is more about Doe and her trying to get her memory back. Her
trying to form relationships with strangers/family she has no clue about, but
yet know her....It was exciting seeing how everything starts clicking into
place....gave me chills!!! Once it starts falling into place your mouth
will be hanging wide open....You will be saying a lot of Shit, OMG and Fuck
while reading this.
"I will always find my way back to you, baby. Always."
We also see her trying to deal with the absence of King.
They definitely love each other, but she's trying to understand why he
did what he did. The pain of not having him, breaks her a little, but
she's feisty and strong and isn't giving up on him. We also see some
stolen moments between them in memories and of course in person. HAWT!!!
"Did you really think it would be that easy to get rid of me?
For fuck's sake I remember what it feels like to be inside you. You
think I can just forget that? You think I haven't been trying for weeks
to convince myself that it's just my cock who misses you? Because I'll
tell you nothing would make me happier than to be able to rid myself of this
fucking hurt, right now. Right here. "King pounds on his chest
with a closed fist. "I sometimes wish I could forget it all, but I
can't. I won't. Because I don't want to ever forget you. And
I welcome this pain because it reminds me that you were real."
I have already said that T.M. Is a little twisted, but I take
that back she's a whole lot twisted. This book is so AMAZING, Shocking
and essential may have ruined me. I mean seriously she has screwed me up
for men...I want to have this sexy as hell, domineering and possessive man in
my bed....why does he have to be fake...LOL! Thank you T.M. for such an
intense and thrilling ride! I highly recommend this series and can't wait
for Bear, he might just add to the screwedupness (yes I made that up) you
already done to me!! It would also be nice to have a Preppy story.
I definitely missed him, but I'm glad we got a few glimpses!
Review by Heather Driscoll
Excerpt #1
He cupped my ass and
lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “There was one point I’d made
the decision to tell you the truth. I owed you that much. But then all the shit
went down with Isaac and Preppy, so when I made the deal with your father for
Max, I thought I was doing you a favor by giving you your life back and getting
you out of all the shit that came with being in mine.”
I squeezed my thighs
around his waist, rubbing myself against his hardness. I moaned. “But you
weren’t giving me my life back.” I corrected. I placed my palms on his cheeks
and held his face in my hands, searching for any sign in his eyes that what I
felt for him might have been wrong, but instead what I found was a resounding need
to fix what was broken between us. Tears formed in my eyes. “You were taking it
away.” King’s lips parted. He ran his thumb across my lower lip, turning his
head he kissed his way up my arm.
“Goosebumps,” King
observed, running his fingertips across my already stimulated skin. I bit my
lip and stifled a moan.
“It’s just the
heat," I lied.
"You've got that
fucking right," King growled, bending my wrist behind my back, his lips
came crashing down over mine. We were a tangling of lips, clanking of teeth, sloshing
through the water to better line ourselves up with each other. It wasn't
pretty.
It was need.
"I’m still fucking
mad at you for letting me go,” I said into his mouth, while our tongues did
things other parts of me throbbed to do.
King stilled and held my
face away from his, our chests heaving in unison, my erect nipples rubbing
against his hot hard skin as we panted together. Our breaths mingled in the
air. He ran his hand down the side of my face and cupped my cheek in his palm.
"I didn't give you away, Pup. I released you."
I stilled. "You
released me?" I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice. For some reason,
releasing me sounded worse than letting me go.
King ran his tongue
across the tip of my earlobe, holding me tightly against his warmth. Chills ran
down my spine and into my very core and they had nothing to do with the
temperature of the rain.
"I tried to release you, Pup. For Max.
But there was a major problem with that plan, and no matter what happened, it
would never have worked," King confessed.
"Why is that?"
I asked, needing to know, but at the same time acutely aware of the pulsing
between my legs. Relief and release was only a scrap or two of fabric away.
Throbbing for me.
"The problem was…you
never released me," King growled, crashing his lips to mine. He moaned
into my mouth when I rubbed myself up against his straining erection. He pushed
the fabric of my shorts aside and the second he parted my folds with his index
finger, I shuddered. He plunged a long index finger inside of me, and for a
second my eyes rolled back in my head until he withdrew it. I cried out in
frustration, wiggling myself against him, needing him to make me feel anything
other than empty.
Excerpt #2
King snarled. “You seem
to have forgotten who the fuck I am, Pup. So I'm going to remind you.” He
pressed his hips against mine. “I'm the man who took you against your will and handcuffed
you to my fucking bed. I'm the man who wanted you, so I fucking kept you."
He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to
being mine?"
King lifted me onto the
dresser and pushed himself between my legs, forcing my legs apart. He held my
wrists behind my back forcing my shoulders backwards and pushing my chest into
his. My dress rode up to the tops of my thighs. King pushed a strand of hair
behind my ears and leaned in to me, his lips just a breath away from mine. The
room was getting hot. I couldn't breathe. I needed...I don't know what I
needed. "No more questions."
I opened my mouth to
argue. "Stop fucking talking," he snapped.
King lifted me off the
dresser and carried me and set me down in front of the full-length mirror that
hung on the closet door. He stood behind me. A head taller than me and
outweighing me by a hundred pounds, our differences had never been more
obvious. His dark jeans and dark tank top were a stark contrast to my little
white eyelet sundress. My pale skin next to his tanned. My white hair to his
black. It was a sight that made my knees weak. Because although the reflection
in the mirror made our differences obvious, it also made me see how well the
two fit together.
Haven’t
read this series yet?
Meet
King & Pup in King (Book One)
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About
the Author
T.M. (Tracey Marie)
Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty
fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf
Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working
in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to
stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she
wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from
both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty
years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
Giveaway
(Signed Set of King &
Tyrant)
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