Did I ever think it possible that Harper Sloan would create a man that could ever possibly compare to Maddox Locke? The answer is quite simply- no. That man is a legend in his own right as alphas go, and only one other has ever bested him in my eyes, and that was Joe Callahan of Kristen Ashley’s, At Peace. But come on, KA is the queen, so we had to expect that my main man would be one of hers. However, Harper Sloan has created not one, but two men, who are now my second book loves- Maddox and Nate Reid. Nate Reid- son of Axel and Izzy, and more alpha and amazing than you could ever possibly imagine. The man is a force of nature, a true God among alphas, and the only man that could ever handle a daughter of Maddox Locke.
Ember- Maddox and Emmy’s baby girl, fell hard when she finally realized that the friendship that she and Nate had discovered throughout their childhood, could be so much more. She knew the beauty that lay within their love, the love that Nate was too afraid to face in the beginning. He, just like Ember’s own father, thought himself not worthy of the love of this amazing woman. Even though he burned for her. He ached, yearned, and would’ve given it all- just for her. So, he did the one thing he knew to do at the time- he turned her away. He crushed any hopes that she carried for their love to blossom into the beauty that she knew it could be.
Much like our other Hope Town couples, time passes. Yet another monumental screw up on Nate’s part occurs- one that Ember is certain there is no coming back from. It takes years before Nate gets another chance to redeem himself to Ember. Years of wanting nothing but her love, even though he feels as though he doesn’t deserve it. He’s determined not to let anything stand in his way this time, not his own head, his own self-doubts, or even the mountain of a man named Maddox Locke. He wants Ember, and he’s going to make it happen. Just like every Hope Town man before him- nothing stops true love.
The angst that Harper is able to convey between these two is something that will make your heart bleed. You cannot help but laugh and cry, scream and shout, even do a dance or a fist pump so many times throughout their journey. That’s the road that Harper Sloan was able to lead me down anyway. The feels that I got when I started, I just knew I was in for something EPIC. I wasn’t wrong. This book. God. There isn’t another one like it. It completely stands on its own as a romance. Nate and Ember’s story is like no other. It is something that Harper should be incredibly proud of, and the woman should be doing her own fist pump when it goes live, because I know that once it hits the masses- she’s looking at yet another bestseller.
This is another one of those books that needs more than the allowable 5 stars, but since I can only go so far- I’ll settle for that.
SYNOPSIS:
Nate:
It’s nearly
impossible to be surrounded by love but not understand it. My parents, my
sister, and just about everyone around us has no trouble accepting that love.
To give your trust to someone else and believe they would die before hurting
you. I’ve witnessed it—I’ve seen the power of it—but I’ve also seen the pain.
Because for me, I’ve only loved someone I could never have, and my biggest fear
is that by giving her my love, all I would do is ruin her. I should have tried
harder, but I’m not sure I can because I only feel complete when I’m with her.
Emberlyn:
The only
time I feel like I belong is when he’s near. His infectious smile warms me
straight to my bones. Any insecurities I have vanish with just a wink from him.
A sliver of his attention makes me feel invincible. But all it took was one
drunken night of truths for me to lose everything I had begun to crave. Now,
I’m not sure how to move on because I only feel complete when I’m with him.
He said I was too young. I said he was perfect. He said our
families wouldn’t understand. I said we could weather any storm. He said he
would ruin me. And he was right.
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EXCERPT:
“I want you so bad,” I mumble
through the arousal rushing and flowing over every inch of my body, tingling up
every nerve and swimming around inside me in overdrive. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” I
continue, my words coming out in a pant as I rock my hips.
“Ember,”
he warns when I jerk my hips out of his unforgiving hold, giving us both the
friction we’re in the need of when my wet and swollen lips slide against his
erection. “Stop,” he barks in a deep rumble, his neck straining as
he takes my hips again between his hands.
“Never.” I let my head roll back and start to pick up
my movements, each thrust up getting the attention to my clit that has the burn
in my core starting to fire up my spine, wrapping around me as it climbs
through my body, gearing up to explode.
“Fuck!”
he roars.
Before I realize what’s happening, he's flipping us. My head lands in my pillows, just a breath
away from the headboard in the center of my bed. It takes me a second, still clinging to the
climax that had been just seconds away from taking over, and I push my hair off
my face with both hands. When I look
down my body, I almost retreat when I see
the feral expression on the man kneeling between my spread legs.
He takes huge body rocking gulps of
air, his chest heaving with their power.
His hair is a loose mess hanging free to dance at his shoulders, a few
pieces falling into his face that he either doesn’t notice or just doesn’t care
about.
And his eyes are focused downward.
If I
didn’t believe he was fighting the same all-consuming feelings as I was, I
would have thought that his downcast gaze was for another reason, but seeing
those brilliant emerald eyes locked on my very exposed and wet sex, I know that
I’m the reason he’s being slammed
with a hungered need.
The power I feel seeing his
reaction to my excitement is a high I
never want to live without. Something
that I will wake up thinking about and fantasize every second we’re apart,
trying to think of new ways to make him come alive like this. That uncontrollable, feverishly strong emotion he’s wearing can only be an aftereffect
of our chemistry. Until it burns so
bright that it’s exploding around us like a brilliantly beautiful display of
fireworks.
And with that thought, he makes a
sound low in his throat, pushing forward in the next breath to cover my body
with his as his mouth takes mine in a deep, bruising kiss. His underwear still keeping him from me completely,
but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting against my body as if he was already
inside me. Each time he slams against
me, the headboard slaps against the wall and my eyes roll back in my head.
It was foolish of me to think I
would ever be able to control this man once I saw the fierceness burning in his
scrutiny break free of his careful control.
When I try to push my hands into his hair, he breaks our kiss with a
hiss and narrows his eyes at me.
“You’re not to touch me,
Ember. Not at all. I’m so worked up right now because of you.
I’m about to fucking come all over myself and the only place that’s going to
feel my fucking come will be the inside of your
pussy. Do not test me by putting those
wicked little hands on my body until I can take my time to show you what it’s
really like to take while giving.”
“Please,” I rasp past my dry
throat, needing that so desperately.
“No, not please. From this point on,
the only word I want to hear from your lips is my name. Moan, groan, scream out your pleasure, but
you say no other word than my name. I
want to hear you scream that, Ember,”
he stresses with a hard thrust. “You
don’t come until I tell you to,” he rumbles deep in his throat. I lose his eyes as he bends to trace my ear
with the tip of his tongue before whispering against it. “And when you do, you had better do it loud
enough to feel pain in your throat from the pleasure I’ll give your pussy.”
“Take me,” I beg, trying to rock
against him, but his weight on me restricts my movements.
“Nate,” he grunts in my ear. “No more fucking words but my name. Know who is claiming you. Let the whole fucking world hear who is
taking you and making you his.”
He runs his hands up each of my
arms, stretching them out until I can almost feel the edge of my mattress and
his hands are curling around my fingers.
“Hold on,” he commands with a wink.
ABOUT HARPER SLOAN:
Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY
bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters.
She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game
of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book
in hand.
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