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Jack Of Spades by Renee Rose

Title: Jack of Spades: Vegas Underground
Author: Renee Rose
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 28, 2018








“YOU’RE AT MY MERCY NOW, AMORE.”

Sorry, bella. You got dealt the losing hand. 

Witness to a crime, you’re my prisoner now.

I didn’t mean for things to happen this way,

But tying you to my bed and making you scream 

Is an unexpected pleasure. A privilege, really.

And even if I did trust you, now that I’ve had a taste, 

I’m not sure I’d let you go...







My rating: 5 of 5 stars


 







Some authors you'll remember their books because their stories were interesting. Others, you'll remember after thinking for a few minutes, trying to figure out what the storyline was all about. And then there are some books where you simply go... holy. Shit. Renee Rose is the latter. Every time i pick up her books, i never know what to expect. I mean, i now that i'll be reading a BDSM genre novel, but what will happen to her storyline? A complete surprise, each and every time.

I mean, i try to figure it out, but in the end, it's always a new surprise. Jack Of Spades is no exception. I had read the previous book in the series and absolutely fell in love with how dark this author went with her story line, making no excuses for her strong, dominant men who were raised with a fist in the gut and a gun in the hand. Quite honestly, i love reading that type of novel, of characters because that's when you realize that life isn't always unicorns and rainbows. Sometimes it's dark, gritty and so very unapologetic in what they want, need and will have.

I fell in love with these characters because on their own, they are strong and independent, but together, they are something to behold. They were absolutely fascinating. How Corey took on this dominant persona when she works, but when she's with Stefano, there's something with him that makes her bigger than that persona. And it has nothing to do with her submissive nature, but rather with how he makes her stronger and feeds off of it.

I absolutely loved this book. Loved the characters. The dark nature of the story, but especially, the way that this author developed her story. I'm looking forward to finding out if we'll get a chance to read more of this series in the future.










USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM novels. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She's hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top Author list. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.





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Blaze by Renee Rose

















Blaze is demanding. Unyielding. A punisher.
He thinks he can rid me of my demons
by exacting even more of me than I ask myself.
He says he can wash my sins clean.
Absolve me of the fire that scalded my soul.
All I have to do is turn myself over to him.
Submit. Surrender.
The only problem--he doesn’t just want my body.
He wants my life.

Note:  This steamy stand-alone romance contains a dominant, dirty talking fireman, a fiery new recruit and enough kink to start a three alarm fire. If such material offends you, please do not read this book!  No cliffhangers, no cheating.




Lia’s standing there in a pair of goddamn pink panties, her FDNY t-shirt knotted above her waist.
I gape for one room-spinning moment, then I step in and go to shut the door. Wait--fuck. I can’t be in a closed room with her--when she’s in her panties!
But I sure as hell can’t leave it open for other fire-fucks to see her this way, either.
Fuck it.
I kick it shut.
She’s laughing at me now, triumph over my dance with the door evident in her eyes.
“What in the sam-fuck are you wearing?” I boom, too loud.
Her full lips stretch into a shit-eating grin. She loves seeing my unfortunately full-bodied reaction to the sight of a mere triangle of soft pink fabric covering what must be the sweetest little pussy in the five boroughs. “I’m pretty sure you’re aware of what I’m wearing.”
“Th-those are not regulation,” I sputter. What I mean, is that they look like they’re made of a non-compliant material--like polyester or a rayon blend. If we run out on a fire tonight and she gets burned, they would fuse to her skin if they melted.
I force myself to look away. I can’t discuss it with her standing there like that. My self-control will frazzle. “Just--stop playing with fire. Put your pants on.”
“Why, Captain?” the little minx purrs, knowing she has me by the balls. She cocks a hip. “Am I making you...uncomfortable?”
My fingers twitch. “Put some goddamn pants on before I spank that cute little ass red!”
Oh shit. I clap a hand over my mouth, then attempt to hide the gesture by rubbing the stubble on my face. I definitely shouldn’t have said that. All this time I’ve been trying to protect her from harassment and I’m the first asshole to bring it.




USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM novels. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She's hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top Author list. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.




Alpha's Mission by Renee Rose & Lee Savino




















THE MONSTER WANTS HER. HE WON’T BE DENIED.

I've become a monster.
I hear blood moving in people’s veins. Scent their emotions.
I want to feed. To hunt. To mate...

I'm no longer a human--my life is over.
I've left everyone I love. I've gone rogue from the CIA.
My only hope is my handler.

Annabel gray is tough enough to face my monster. If I lose control, she won't hesitate to take me out. But I'm not the only predator out there. Someone's hunting Annabel.

She needs my protection.
But if I don’t get my animal under control,
I may be her biggest threat yet.







Chapter One

Annabel

I buy an icecream cone and sit on the wall at Venice Beach, blending in with the hordes of beachgoers. I dressed to fit in--I’m wearing a halter top and shorts with wrap-around sandals I can still run in if I need to.
I can’t believe I’m upset by the fact that Charlie Dune hooked up with someone last night. Why in the hell would I care?
We don’t have a relationship.
I’m his handler, for God’s sake.
Yeah, he’s hot. All the field agents I’ve met appeal to me. I mean what’s not enthralling about highly intelligent men whose bodies are trained weapons? Agents who supposedly can single-handedly bring down governments or start wars? Agents who can rescue hostages or--rumor has it--execute a kill order? I know I’ve never passed along orders like that, but my clearance level isn’t high.
Dune, like all field agents, is built of chiseled muscle. He’s not huge or tall. They never are--they need to be able to slip in and out of places unnoticed. Blend in.  
I have a thing for spies, I guess. Particularly Dune. Something happened last month between us. Actually, it’s probably all in my head. Which is why I’m an intelligence analyst, not a field agent. I over-emotionalize. Get personal with people and situations. I care too deeply. Despite my basic combat training, I’d never be able to pull the trigger on anyone, even if my life depended on it.
I bent some rules and put my own job on the line to get some information last month for Dune. He said he lost someone involved with the lab fires. And I probably over-personalized that.

Alpha’s Mission by Renee Rose & Lee Savino























THE MONSTER WANTS HER. HE WON’T BE DENIED.





I've become a monster.

I hear blood moving in people’s veins. Scent their emotions.

I want to feed. To hunt. To mate...




I'm no longer a human--my life is over.

I've left everyone I love. I've gone rogue from the CIA.

My only hope is my handler.




Annabel gray is tough enough to face my monster. If I lose control, she won't hesitate to take me out. But I'm not the only predator out there. Someone's hunting Annabel.




She needs my protection.

But if I don’t get my animal under control,

I may be her biggest threat yet.



My rating: 5 of 5 stars


 






I had been waiting for Charlie’s story since the first moment I met him in this series. I may not have read every single book in this series, but that never detracted from what i`ve gotten from the characters or the story line. What it did do though was make me want to start from the beginning and go through every single book and see what I did or didn`t miss.

This book was edgy and interesting, making Charlie darker than I`ve ever seen him so far, and at the same time, I couldn`t get enough of seeing him struggle with his inner wolf – maybe a little sadistic on my part, but this author duo have managed to really describe the struggle that goes on in a new werewolf incredibly well (and this is comparing with other authors from this genre).

I`m hoping that this won`t be the last that we see of either these characters or this series because i`m really enjoying it, really getting into it, and it`s a huge difference from any other books that i`ve read from Renee Rose so far, and it`s an amazing diversion from any other book genre. There`s something about paranormal romances that makes you forget about your daily struggles and makes you appreciate it. I can`t wait to read more from these two in the future, whether it is individually or as a duo!


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I let out a harsh laugh and walk toward her, backing her up until she hits the wall. I lean on one hand beside her head, caging her in. “There’s one thing I won’t accept from you, Annabel, and it’s lies.”

I swear to Christ her eyes dilate, like she’s turned on, rather than scared. I don’t know if turning her on was my intent before, but it sure as hell is now. I press forward even more, letting the heat of my body brush against hers.

“You’re the one in danger here, not me. You and your family. Don’t pretend I require protection, sweetheart. You want my help, all the cards go on the table. Otherwise, I’m walking out that door right now.”

It’s not true. There’s no way in hell I’d leave Annabel in trouble and unprotected, but hopefully she doesn’t know enough about me to be sure.

I’m a highly trained special agent. I speak twelve languages fluently, know fifty three ways to kill a man with my bare hands. But nothing in my training prepared me for Annabel yanking my mouth down to hers like her life depended on it.