Thursday, June 8, 2017

Forbidden Promises (The O'Malleys #4) by Katee Robert: Release Blitz w/ Review, Excerpt & Giveaway


Some lines should never be crossed . . . not even for love.

Sloan O'Malley just left her entire world behind-her family, her wealth, and even her real name. For the first time in her life, she's free. She can live the "normal" life she's always wanted. A life without fear. But there's nothing safe about her intensely sexy next-door neighbor.

Jude MacNamara has no room for innocence in his life. Only revenge. Still, he's never been able to walk away from the forbidden, and Sloan--who is every inch of pure, mouthwatering temptation--has forbidden written all over her. Only after it's way too late does he discover the real danger: claiming Sloan as his puts a target on her back. To protect her, Jude is willing risk everything . . . and to hell with the consequences.

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Review by Yvette:

I'm obsessed with The O’Malley series by Katee Robert. Seriously. OBSESSED. I’ve read numerous books by this author but, with its seamless blend of pulse-racing action, blush-inducing romance, and edge-of-your-seat suspense, The O’Malley series is a particular favorite. With the latest book in the series, Forbidden Promises, we are four books in and, it never ceases to amaze me that each book is as amazing, if not more so, than the last. Forbidden Promises is a story packed with mystery, danger, and, of course, romance, which kept me engrossed from start to finish.

After getting to know Teague, Carrigan, and Cillian in previous books in the series, I was anxious to learn more about Sloan. In comparison to her siblings, she’s the quietest, most unassuming of the O’Malleys, craving normalcy amidst a world of crime and chaos. When she escapes Boston, and seeks refuge in a small town, however, she gets more than she bargained for in the form of her tall, dark, and brooding neighbor, Jude. I don’t want to say too much about the plot (because: spoilers) but suffice it to say, there are enough twists, turns, and complications to keep you hanging on every word.

What I will talk about? The romance. Because it needs to be discussed. At length and in detail. Because ho-ly hotness, this book is STEAMY. As in, fan-your-face, jaw-droppingly steamy. Sloan is a good girl, innocent and inexperienced, whereas Jude has bad written all over him. The dichotomy is deliciously naughty, with Jude taking on the role of a confident, demanding teacher as Sloan assumes control of her sexuality. Did I mention that Jude is a dirty-talker? He likes to go into explicit, painstaking detail, noting all the ways he wants to give Sloan pleasure. So. Much. Detail. He certainly isn't shy about stating exactly what he wants and following through on his promises.

Although the narrative primarily follows Jude and Sloan, we do get updates from a few familiar faces, which set up the next couple books in the series. Each and every character in the narrative is formidable in his or her own right, which makes for a number of tension-filled, ominous exchanges as everything comes to a head. Forbidden Promises is a book that'll keep you guessing, because you never quite know who to trust or what will happen next. That's part of the fun, though, isn't it? There's nothing more thrilling than the feeling of getting towards the end of a book, knowing time is running out yet there's more to unfold. All you can do is settle in for the ride and trust that the author will make it a good one (which she does).

*complimentary copy provided by publisher for an honest review

Rating: 5 Stars

About the Author:

New York Times & USA TODAY Bestselling Author

Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back.

Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way—as it often does—and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she’d like to write a book and try to get published.

Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding speculative romance. Because, really, who wouldn’t want to write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people?

She now spends her time—when not lost in Far Reach worlds—playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse, writing speculative romance and YA horror.

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“Coming here was a mistake.” Sloan started to get up, but Jude hooked the band of her yoga pants and pulled her down. She ended up straddling him with a hiss of fury. “I dislike you intensely.”
“No, you don’t.” He palmed her ass, sliding her forward so she rode the ridge of his cock. “You dislike feeling out of control. Guess what, sunshine? You don’t get control when it comes to fucking me.”
Her nipples pebbled, showing through her thin tank top. They teased him even as she put her hands on his chest, her fingers kneading him and making him think of a kitten who had just discovered her claws. “And if I want control?”
“You don’t.” He wrapped one arm around her waist and used his free hand to palm her over the top of her pants. “I’ve barely touched you and you’re so fucking wet, you’re practically panting for me.”
“You are insufferable.” But she rolled her hips, rubbing herself against his hand. “I’m leaving.”
“No, you’re not. You’re going to stay here and let me lick that pretty pussy of yours until you come.” He lightly pinched her clit through the fabric, watching her face. She liked the slightest bit of pain if the way her eyes went heavy lidded was anything to go by. “And then I’m going to bend you over this couch and take what’s mine.” Until you forget why you were frightened in the first place tonight.
He wanted to hear her say yes. For all his pushing her, if she actually wanted to leave, he wasn’t about to stop her. She wanted him to push her, to corner her, to let her pretend she wasn’t making this decision every step of the way. Fuck that. He gripped her hips, lifting her and standing her on her feet. She blinked, obviously confused. “I thought…”
Jude unbuttoned his jeans, drawing the zipper down, his gaze never leaving hers. “You thought I’d take what we both know you want to give me? Newsflash, I might get off on the lady protesting too much, but that only goes so far. You want to leave, leave. I’m not going to chase you down and club you over the head, no matter how much I want you.”
She swayed a little. “That’s not fair.”
“What’s not fair is how goddamn hard I am for you. I watched your little yoga show this afternoon—don’t even pretend you didn’t know because I saw you shooting looks this way. Seeing that pert little ass of yours in the air, like you were offering yourself to me, and not being able to take what I wanted?” He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cock. “How long do you think you could hold downward dog with my mouth on your pussy?”
Her whole body shivered, her hand clenching around his cock. Sloan’s brows slanted down. “You’re doing it again. That thing where I should slap you across your face for talking to me the way you do.”
“Do it.” Jude took her free hand and set it against his cheek. “But whatever you’re going to do if you’re not leaving, then get those fucking pants off. I’m starving for you.”

Sloan almost gave in. But she hadn’t left her entire life behind to hand over what little freedom she had to another man.
She took one step back, and then another. “You’re wrong. I don’t want to give up control.”
Lay the terms out. You don’t want this to end, but he can’t run the whole show. You can’t let it happen like that.
Sloan lifted her chin, faking a confidence she didn’t feel in the least. “Even if this is temporary, I want it on my terms.”
Jude went still. “I’m listening.”
The only way you can get what you want is to say it. She bit her lip and then charged on. “If you’re sleeping with me, then you’re sleeping with me. I don’t care if you aren’t a fan of cuddling. It’s something I require to continue this thing.”
He raised a single eyebrow. “You want me to whisper sweet nothings in your ear while you’re at it?”
“I think we can both agree that’s not how you operate.” She didn’t want the lie of sweet nothings, but she’d take the lie of his big body in bed next to hers.
Maybe it would make her feel a little less alone.
He buttoned his pants with careless efficiency. “I don’t sleep.”
Her earlier anger flared. “Then lie there and count sheep for all I care.” She couldn’t believe she was pushing this. It would be so much smarter to retreat back to the safety of her home. Lonely, yes? But at least no one could hurt her there. She was opening herself up for rejection and potentially worse when Jude shot her down.
But he didn’t say anything, just continued watching her with a strange look on his face. “This will only end in tears for you, sunshine. You want things I’m not capable of giving.”
Her heart gave a pang, but she ignored it the same way she’d been ignoring it for her entire life. “You seem to think I haven’t shed more than my fair share of tears, Jude. What are a few more?” She took a careful breath. “Those are my terms. Take them or leave them.”
And then he was towering over her, his hand sifting through her hair to tug her head back so she looked him directly in the eye. “I’m taking them, sunshine. More importantly, I’m taking you.”
His thumb traced her jaw, unspeakably tender, but then his eyes went hard, making the bottom of her stomach drop in a way that wasn’t altogether pleasant. I have the tiger by the tail.

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