Own by K.I. Lynn & N. Isabelle Blanco is the highly anticipated conclusion to the Need Series!
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Blurb
Kira’s finally mine.
Mine.
And nobody and nothing is going to take her from me. I’ll fight for her, to the death. Do anything for her.
There’s no more living without her. No more holding back my feelings.
If only it was enough.
We’re surrounded every day.
Watched.
Stalked.
Judged.
Everyone knows us. Now, they suspect. The odds are stacked against us more than before.
We live in the shadows, hiding our love from the entire world.
But not for long.
I refuse to live like this anymore.
I’ll do whatever it takes to own her. I’m waging a dark war against those that stand against us.
And I will win.
That girl is going to be mine forever, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.
Reviews
Need - 5 Stars
Enrapturing, sizzling, and heartbreaking.
I adored this novel from the very beginning to the very end. It's not your basic friends to lovers romance, It's also not your average step brother romance, It's a dazzling combination of both that by far exceeded all of my expectations.
Brayden and Ryan are childhood best friends. The first time that Branden meets Ryan's little sister Kira she is wearing cat ears and boldly demands that Branden will is her newest best friend. Branden and Kira become inseparable and they make sacrifices for each other with out knowing why. The older they get the more their connection grows. Soon they are in a space where they are ready to admit that they have feelings for each other. For one moment everything is absolutely perfect in their world... Then it explodes into a million, pieces that will never be fully repaired.
What happens when the only person that you have sacrificed for... The one person that you can't live without, is ripped away from you by the actions of your father and her mother?
When Brayden's father and Kira's mother unexpectedly announce that they are getting married, Brayden does his best to put distance between them. The problem is that he can never truly stay away, and his efforts to do so continuously hurt her. The more he tries the more both of their lives become disasters.
I loved both of the characters. They both frustrated me at times and I found myself rooting for both of them. In the end I was rooting for him to win her heart. Rooting for her to stand her ground. Wishing that he would prove his feelings, Hoping that she would forgive him. Need ended with a lot of unanswered questions, so I am anticipating diving into Take (part 2) as soon as humanly possible.
I love books draw emotions out of me. I adore the forbidden love that stepbrother romances embrace. I live for the angst that conjured up inside of me when a book takes me on an emotional roller coaster. If you love all of these things then Need is for you.
*5 Kitten Stars*
Take - 4.5 Stars
Sexy, Sensual, and forbidden.
I will start off by saying that I am completely head over hills for Brayden at this point. It's impossible not to be, he's sexy, smart, possessive in just the right way, and will move mountains to make his women happy. *sigh*
He made a lot of mistakes in the past, some that could ruin his chances of concurring her heart. However he is determined, and spends the whole book proving that he is worthy of her.
"I love you, and I'm doing everything I can to make you see it. To see how much I can't live without you."
Kira is 18 and it is officially legal, that means that there is nothing to stop Brayden from trying to claim her at full force. The problem is that while her heart wants him, her brain is warning her to keep her distance.
"This heartbreak has become warped. Misshapen. It no longer even resembles heartbreak, but something more akin to trauma.
It's unfixable.
I'm unfixable.
There's no going back."
I spent a good portion of this book falling for Brayen, and an even bigger portion being completely frustrated with Kira. I understood that she was hurt and I even understood why she had a hard time forgiving him. While I loved that she just didn't forgive him right away, I felt like she took her stubbornness too far because it lasted for the ENTIRE book! I was expecting for them both to find some kind of happiness in this book and it didn't happen because she simply refused to admit her feelings for him.
"What do I have to do? Why can't you forgive me?"
"Because I don't want to"..."You don't deserve to just have a happily ever after with me. Not after all of that."
The ending just about killed me and if I had to wait for the next book I don't know what I would do! Take is another winner in this series.
*4.5 Taken Stars*
Own - 5 Stars
Own starts off where Take ends. This is the third book in the series and my favorite because I finally got my HEA.I absolutely love stepbrother romances. The forbidden aspect of it just draws me in, but even if you don't like them; this series will knock your socks off.
In this book Kira finally chooses Brayden. To say that I was elated would be a massive understatement.
"If I'm going decide in anyone's love, I know whose I want. Stained, dark, sick, painful, and obsessive, and yet it's the one I'd pick if I could."
In the last book Brayden stole my heart, and in this one he owned it. I can't get over how much he loves Kira, and how he will not let anything stand between them. He fights for her (literally) and will take down anyone who tries to come between them. He is amazing and his character has grown so much throughout the series. His protective nature is highlighted in this book.
"Yeah, I'm that whipped. But I actually don't mind. If being like this means I have her in my life, then I don't give two fucks, because she's mine.
Kira is Mine."
Kira frustrated me in this novel again, A part of me loves the fact that she doesn't let him walk over her, but her reactions tend to air on the dramatic side. I know that Brayden did some questionable things in the past but he is beyond perfect now. I forgave him a long time ago. Thankfully by the second half of the book I was able to love her almost as much as I love Brayden.
The chemistry between these two are off of the charts. The sex scenes were smoldering hot and beyond sexy. I loved the banter that Kira and Brayden shared in the novel, it was similar to how there were in the first book before all of the drama. I caught myself laughing out loud plenty of times during this read.
"Our love is Madness, A sane love can't compare to the depth of our connection, our need for each other on a cellular level. I'd rather have five minutes of this kind of love than a lifetime of any other."
This is the best series that I have read in a long time. The world that the authors built is very realistic and complex. The supporting characters are awesome, I absolutely adore Brayden's mom and Kira's brother. If you are looking for a new series then I highly recommend this one. It is an intense journey but the ending of Own makes it all worth it I promise.
*5 Owned stars*
Excerpt
Why the fuck is Kira at this party?
Stupid question.
I have no right to begrudge her this. She should be here, having fun, experiencing college to the fullest.
It just burns that she came here without telling me. That she didn’t even think of inviting me.
That she’s pushing me away while making time to sit on the grass with Austin.
If Dana hadn’t told Ryan to call me, I wouldn’t have known Kira was here.
This party is taking place in one of the student’s homes—a mansion so fucking big, it’s bordering on ridiculous.
I’m never going to find Kira here, and according to what Dana told Ryan, Kira’s shitfaced. Drunk out of her mind.
And Dana lost her.
Growling under my breath, I push past the crowd, ignoring every drunk girl who tries to grope me.
Sometimes I wonder how I ever got high off this kind of attention. How my ego fed on it. It’s annoying as fuck.
I’ve already checked the large ass kitchen. Two of the sitting rooms. The foyer. The pool room. And almost every room upstairs.
I get a text from Dana. Marilyn just spotted her going into the movie theater on the first floor. OMW there now.
Of course this place has a movie theater, too.
Fucking ridiculous, as I said.
I about-face and practically fly down the stairs. I have no idea where the hell the movie theater is, so I grab a few people as I walk and ask them.
All of them are as clueless as I am.
They look at me as if I’m crazy.
To them, I probably look like I am.
Finally, I find one person who knows. Don’t know who he is, don’t care. He points me in the right direction, and I rush away without even thanking him.
The theater is all the way in the back of the house, in an area that’s actually empty. I get there in time to see Dana opening the door and rushing in.
Man, she’s an awesome girl. I could never thank her enough for caring for Kira the way she obviously does.
I go inside and find the small theater empty, except for Dana, Marilyn . . .
And Kira.
My breath whooshes out of me at the sight of her. I’m instantly hard, aching, furious, and possessive.
We haven’t fucked in days and I’d be lying if I said my balls aren’t full to bursting. I need sex right now like I need air and she’s the only person to give it to me.
But she came here, in that tiny, dark purple dress.
I have no right to tell her how to dress--but what the fuck is she doing coming to a party dressed like that without me?
Kira’s leaning against one of the chairs all the way at the front of the theater, refusing to move despite Marilyn urging her.
It’s obvious she really is drunk as a motherfucker.
“I just want to be alone, guys,” she says, almost whining.
I refuse to be amused. Now’s not the time. I’m too pissed at her.
But, fuck me. She’s sexy, adorable, and those lips are begging for my cock.
“I know, sweetie. But it’s not good for you to be alone right now.”
Kira swats Marilyn away. “Stop your shit, woman. You’re not my mother.”
Even Dana laughs at that one.
“She’s not. But I’m your man. And I say you’re not going to be alone.”
They all turn to stare at me as I walk down the short steps toward them.
Kira’s eyes flare with resentment.
With lust.
She rakes me with a cold stare that still manages to burn my entire body with how hungry it is.
Damn. If any of these girls just happen to look down a bit, they’re going to get an eyeful of how hard my dick is.
“I don’t want you here, either.” She swats me away like an imperious little queen.
“Girls. Leave us.”
Marilyn and Dana hesitate at my tone.
I don’t have time for this shit. “Now.”
Dana snaps to action first and leads Marilyn up the stairs and out of the theater.
Kira’s still looking at me with that rebellious hunger, a lust-filled sneer on her face.
I have no qualms about reaching down and palming my dick in front of her.
Her eyes flare hungrily.
“We’re leaving, Kitty. Now.” I can’t fuck her until she sobers up considering how angry at me she is, but I’m getting her home.
Kira steps toward me and stumbles at bit.
I rush forward and catch her, pulling her up against me.
Contact. Seering, torturous contact. I have my arms wrapped around her, my hands on her ass, before I realize what I’m doing. As always, it’s an instant reaction. Absolutely zero control over my own body.
Kira pushes at my chest and that sexy small growl she gives me turns me on so much. “Don’t touch me.”
My barely leashed temper snaps free. “Like hell. You’re mine.”
She struggles against me, her body sliding along mine. “Excuse me if I don’t want to go back to fucking the dick I’ve seen inside Jennifer two too many times.”
She’s hurting. I get it. Shit, I’d be even more feral in her shoes.
But I’ll be damned if I let her pretend she doesn’t want me anymore.
Fisting her hair, I slide my other hand under her dress and roughly shove her panties to side.
Kira lets out a broken gasp at the feel of my fingers slipping inside her.
I move them around on purpose so she can hear how wet she is. “Lie to me again. Tell me you don’t want me,” I growl in her face.
Her arms wind around my neck and she slams her lips against mine. Growling at me like she hates me and wants to eat me at the same time, she kisses me with everything she has.
Owning me.
Trying to control me.
I want nothing more than to show her who’s fucking in charge here, but she’s licking my tongue like it’s the tip of my dick, and her hips are thrusting up and down, fucking my fingers.
Using me for her pleasure.
Her body locks up, her plump pussy swelling around my fingers. A throb, a rush of liquid, and she’s squirting into my hand, her sexy moans echoing between our lips.
God damn.
I manhandle her, my mind cracking under the pressure of so much need. Spinning, I fall to my knees on the short steps and place her beneath me.
The steps are short but they’re huge. Enough to accommodate her lower body on one.
Kira leans back with her elbows on the step above her. Head thrown back, gorgeous throat exposed, she struggles to pull in air.
I lean back on my haunches and yank my belt open.
The sound makes her raise her head. By the time her eyes are on my crotch, I already have my glistening cock out in my hand.
She whispers my name like a prayer.
Finally.
This is what I need. No more distance. No more pain. Just her and her nearly demonic need to have me.
And I need this even more.
I grab her thighs and tug her toward me. Kira says my name again. Her hands land on my shoulders, fisting my shirt.
I spread her legs wide, wider than I probably should, and slide that juicy cunt right onto my dick.
Her body arches off the stairs like she’s being possessed.
She is.
If I haven’t left enough of me inside her for her to understand—for her to accept—that I own her and always will . . .
I’m going to remedy that.
And there’s nothing she can do about it.
I pull my hips back, slow, hissing at the slick feel of her pussy walls tightening. Trying to keep me in.
Kira whimpers, clenching me even harder.
Wanting to let me go and powerless to do anything but keep me.
Using all my strength, I slam back into her.
One hard, vicious thrust.
She cries out and comes all over me.
Again.
Just like that.
I crack my neck, a growl purring through my chest, and lay into her. No mercy. No thought.
I’m close. Just a few more pumps into that slick cunt.
Kira fists my hair, her moans bouncing off the walls around us. I lower myself down and brace my elbows on either side of her head.
She tries to tug me down and kiss me.
I slide one hand beneath her head, fisting that beautiful hair, and drag her up to me. “Who told you that you could come here dressed like that?”
She bites my lip hard enough to make my vision snap white. I think I taste blood. “Fuck you. You don’t own m—” She chokes on her words with my next thrust.
I can’t stop groaning, yet somehow I’m laughing in her face at the ridiculousness of her statement. “You want to keep fucking lying to yourself, Kitty?”
She hisses like the wild cat she is and leans up to lick across my bottom lip. When she pulls back, I see it.
Her lips are stained with the blood she drew from me.
I press my lips to her, our tongues dueling. We’re nothing but a mindless mass of sex, and I can feel the come rising up my shaft.
In the back of my head, it registers that I hear people speaking.
Drawing closer.
On the other side of the door.
“That bitch ruined my life!”
“First off, don’t ever call her a bitch in front of me. Got it? Secondly, you have no proof it was her that sent your parents that video. Third, back the fuck off, or I’m going to forget we were ever—”
The door opens.
I raise my head enough to look up. For a split second, the fact that we’ve been caught freezes me.
Then I see two pairs of familiar blue eyes locked on us.
Jennifer.
Austin.
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Meet K.I. Lynn
K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestselling Series, Breach. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn't until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.
Since she began posting stories online, she's garnered acclaim for her diverse stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write them down as it also plots its quest for world domination...or cheese. Whichever is easier to obtain... Usually it's cheese.
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Meet N. Isabelle Blanco
N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.
N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.
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