Title: His Redemption
Series: Torn #4
Author: A.F. Crowell
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 4, 2016
Blurb
There aren't many people Brody Davis let get close, with good reason; his life seemed to be one epic mistake after another, and here he was again, swooping in to save the one woman who might be his redemption.
Never Trust...
Since his parents' deaths, one person has kept Brody Davis afloat, his surrogate mother, Jane. Knowing he owes her big time, when her gorgeous niece needs a place to stay, Brody tries not to alienate the one person who has loved him unconditionally. But sometimes lust, love and destiny run roughshod over good intentions, especially when danger threatens everything he holds dear.
A Beautiful Stranger
Emmery Lennox has a single focus in life. Her career. When her dream becomes a nightmare, she runs back to family and into the home of a devastatingly handsome and domineering man who challenges everything she believes about herself. Murder, mayhem and vicious cartels aren’t the only things that threaten them; her body has betrayed her brain, and her heart is on the line. Yet, together they might wind up saving each other.
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Excerpt
After I grabbed a bottle of water, I made my way across the living room to the couch. I hadn’t had a chance to catch the scores from the football game tonight. Just before I got to the couch, I kicked the edge of the coffee table.
“Son of bitch,” I cussed, hopping on one foot. Why the hell is this table so far out? Damn the motion sensors. Jane must have turned them off again. I grabbed around on the table and found the remote. Falling backward on to the sofa, I landed on something.
"Ahhhhhh,” a woman shrieked as she scrambled backward pulling the blanket up around her chest as the television lit the room.
Emmery.
“Holy fuck,” I yelled, jumping up. She scared me as much as I apparently scared her. “What are you doing?”
“Uh, what the hell does it look like I’m doing? Yoga? I was sleepin’ you ass. What the hell are you doing? Why’d you sit on me?” She released her grasp on the chenille blanket, revealing a tiny beater that showed half her stomach. She rubbed her hands over her face and repositioned herself on the sofa.
“I didn’t see you, I swear. Someone turned off the motion sensors.” Slowly it dawned. “And I’m guessing that was you,” I muttered as I moved down toward the opposite arm and sat. Still way drunk, I couldn’t face the stairs although my bed beckoned. Pressing the remote, I surfed until SportsCenter appeared on the screen.
“What are you doin’?” she slurred, trying to lie back down. Apparently, Emmery was pretty tanked herself.
“I’m watchin’ TV, what does it look like? Yoda? I mean yoga.” Fuck, I was too drunk to even make sense as I tried to be a smartass like her. Glancing from the television to Emmery, I saw that she’d already passed back out.
Drunk off my ass, I still couldn’t help but admire how truly sexy she looked with no makeup, hair a mess, tiny beater, boxer shorts scrunched up and passed out on my couch. I savored this moment - she was quiet. And, it gave me the opportunity to memorize the full lips and high cheekbones set under olive, flawless skin. God, she was gorgeous. And half naked. Shaking my head, I tried to clear the wicked scenarios that had taken root and began to play out in my brain.
“Son of bitch,” I cussed, hopping on one foot. Why the hell is this table so far out? Damn the motion sensors. Jane must have turned them off again. I grabbed around on the table and found the remote. Falling backward on to the sofa, I landed on something.
"Ahhhhhh,” a woman shrieked as she scrambled backward pulling the blanket up around her chest as the television lit the room.
Emmery.
“Holy fuck,” I yelled, jumping up. She scared me as much as I apparently scared her. “What are you doing?”
“Uh, what the hell does it look like I’m doing? Yoga? I was sleepin’ you ass. What the hell are you doing? Why’d you sit on me?” She released her grasp on the chenille blanket, revealing a tiny beater that showed half her stomach. She rubbed her hands over her face and repositioned herself on the sofa.
“I didn’t see you, I swear. Someone turned off the motion sensors.” Slowly it dawned. “And I’m guessing that was you,” I muttered as I moved down toward the opposite arm and sat. Still way drunk, I couldn’t face the stairs although my bed beckoned. Pressing the remote, I surfed until SportsCenter appeared on the screen.
“What are you doin’?” she slurred, trying to lie back down. Apparently, Emmery was pretty tanked herself.
“I’m watchin’ TV, what does it look like? Yoda? I mean yoga.” Fuck, I was too drunk to even make sense as I tried to be a smartass like her. Glancing from the television to Emmery, I saw that she’d already passed back out.
Drunk off my ass, I still couldn’t help but admire how truly sexy she looked with no makeup, hair a mess, tiny beater, boxer shorts scrunched up and passed out on my couch. I savored this moment - she was quiet. And, it gave me the opportunity to memorize the full lips and high cheekbones set under olive, flawless skin. God, she was gorgeous. And half naked. Shaking my head, I tried to clear the wicked scenarios that had taken root and began to play out in my brain.
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Author Bio
A.F. Crowell lives in Charleston, SC with her husband and two sons. They have two dogs, Diesel, a German Shepherd rescue and Dez, a black Labrador Retriever. She shares her love of books with her children, who have a head start on becoming life-long readers.
Romance fiction hit her radar when her husband forced her to watch Twilight one weekend when they were snowed in. That was it! From there her love grew; Contemporary Romance, Paranormal, YA and Dystopian are her preferred reads.
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BLOGS REVIEW
BLOGS REVIEW
I will start off by saying that you don't have to read the prior books of the TORN series (Pushed, Pulled or Torn) to understand this book. How is that possible you say if it is about the one man not chosen by Leila? Easy you obviously know who she doesn't pick, by this synopsis and that is ok as you don't need the background to read about Brody and how he redeemed himself after the turn of events he faced. I was a little leery on reading this book as I only read Pushed and Pulled and didn't know who she chose since I didn't read Torn and I was able to understand Brody a little more.
I got to see a side of him we did not see in the other books. I definitely want to read about Leila and Jaxson and how Brody and them managed to work out their differences with the baby and the security firm. To say that was a shocker in this book was an understatement. From the way they the boys acted, I would have never thought it was possible for them to run a business together.
While Jaxson was always my favorite, I can definitely say that Brody redeemed himself from his past and current situations in this book. Emmery oh Emmery how you managed to tie Brody up after all he's been though is beyond me, but it worked. Oh my, I will say that there are quite a few shockers in this book that we do not expect and made this story have that suspense side to it. I am happy that Brody, Leila, Jaxson and the crew are like one big family. It was nice to see the secondary characters as well in this book. Really Andrea that epilogue went from a happy moment to a gasping moment! WTH, now I am going to be torn with this new development cause I was sad about the situation, but was ok with what or who was affected. So wish I could say more, but that would give away a spoiler and lips are sealed. So I will say get to writing AF please.
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