Author: Erin Noelle
Publisher by: Independent
Published on: March 25, 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romance
Related Books: Translucent
Trina is a quiet, reserved music teacher at an inner-city elementary school. Because of the traumatic events of her childhood, she’s skittish of people in general, but men especially frighten her. However, when Lucca Ellis appears in her life, he refuses to take no for an answer. Will he be able to help her overcome the past that has kept her a prisoner for over eight years?
Kat is a woman scorned and out for revenge. Wronged by the men in her life, she thrives on belittling and dominating all men that she comes in contact with. Her end goal is to make the one man, the one who stole her life away as a child, pay for his actions, and she doesn’t care who she has to destroy to get there.
These two lives that both thrive on control, were never supposed to overlap, but anything can happen… When the Sun Goes Down.
Wow…thats all I can say right now. This was not the story I expected to read but it was wonderful journey.
Ok so here we go….We start with Trina. Trina is a 22 yr old music teacher in NYC inner school. She is quiet and sheltered with castle walls around her heart. Everything changes when Lucca comes crashing into her world and turns it upside down. Lucca is instantly attracted to her and determined to find a way in. He wants to get to know her come hell or high water. Will Trina finally break down the walls around her heart to let Lucca in?
Kat is on a mission of revenge. Revenge against her father. Revenge against cheating, narcissistic a@!hole men. She goes out on the prowl at night to find them and make them suffer. Leo is Kat’s protector in every sense of the word. Leo loves her and she loves Leo the best way she can since her mother was murdered 9 years prior. Will Leo be able to save her from herself? Will he be able to save her when she puts her plan in motion to make her father pay for taking away her mom? Will Leo get her to understand how much he truly unconditionally loves her?
Again this was not the book that I expected when I started reading but I loved the whole ride. I want to tell you so much but I don’t want to give away the good stuff. It is a story about love and healing. Once I started I could not put in down and neither will you. Nothing is what it seems from beginning to end. There is not cliffhanger and you get a HEA-ish. I say -ish because I am greedy and when you get to end of this book you will see what I mean. You will want to be greedy too…lol. It is impossible to not fall in love with all the characters in this book. You become attached and feel all their emotions as your own.
Erin Noelle has written another fantastic book and I no longer “hate her” for ripping my heart out in her Metamorphosis Series (I may or may not have used that as my opening line when I met at AITC in March…I sorry Erin 🙁 ). A definite must read.
~ Kat ~
Loud cheers from the pool match draw my attention back to that side of the room. Apparently it’s over, because all I can see is money being exchanged all over the place. Moments later, two guys emerge from the mob, talking and laughing as they walk towards the bar. They actually look pretty similar; both have short brown hair, are well built, and are dressed in fitted t-shirts and jeans with visible tattoos covering their arms. They both look me up and down as they step up to order their drinks and give me a smirk. They carry themselves as if they are something pretty special, at least they think so. The fire inside of me is lit. The game is on.
An hour later, I send Leo a text that I’m ready to be picked up. The game ended up being child’s play; the boys unable to think with more than their cock. After they invited me over to their table to “teach” me how to shoot pool, I let them think I had no idea what I was doing, so that they could lean me over and press their bodies against mine while I held their “sticks.” It really took everything inside of me not to roll my eyes on numerous occasions, but the death stares that I was getting from all of the females in the bar made it worth playing along. A few minutes later, I exit the bar with not one, but both of the guys. I usher them into the backseat of the SUV and then crawl over one to sit in between them.
Leo gets behind the wheel and asks, “Where to this evening, Miss?”
“To the Hyatt at Union Square, and make it quick,” I snap at him. He simply nods and pulls away from the curb.
The guys on either side of me – which I honestly can’t even remember their names at the moment except that they both start with a J – are breathing heavily and I can see their erections bulging in their pants. Neither of them has said a word nor even attempted to touch me since we’ve walked out of The Edge; just with the appearance that I have money and authority, I’ve taken control of the situation. They sit silently, waiting for my instructions.
As we make our way to the hotel, I put one of my hands in each of their laps, unzipping their jeans and reaching inside to free their cocks. Both of them let out a series of moans and hisses as I grab their shafts and begin to slowly move my hands up and down. They refuse to look at each other’s cock even though they are less than eighteen inches from one another, which gives me a great idea for the night. The guy on the right, who I decide to call J1, finally gets the nerve up to place his hand high up on my thigh just before we reach our destination.
I release them as we pull up in the valet drive. “Make yourselves presentable until we get in the room,” I instruct. They quickly tuck themselves back in their pants and zip up. I grab my fun bag from under the seat as we exit the car. I lead them through the lobby without stopping at the front desk, straight into the elevator and to the suite that I keep a key to. What can I say? Money is powerful.
Ushering the guys into the room, I waste no time to get to business. “Strip and get on the bed,” I order them as I place the bag and my purse on the table and slip off my shoes.
One of the J’s decides he’s going to test my authority. “Why do you get to make all the rules?”
Without turning around, I pull my sweater over my head and unzip my skirt, allowing it to pool at my feet. I bend over to slightly to step out of my skirt and give them a nice view of my exposed, bald pussy before standing back upright. My back still turned to them, I say calmly, “If you want a piece of this sweet ass, you will strip, get on the bed, and not question me again. If you aren’t interested, you can leave now; my driver is waiting outside the door and can take you back to the bar. The choice is yours.” I hear the swishing of fabric followed by the slight creaking of the mattress. Game over… I win again.