My life was everything I wanted it to be. It was mapped out and planned. I wanted it all, the career, the right husband, the white picket fence and kids. Until he was thrust into my world, ripping me from it. My carefully planned life shattered, proving to be nothing more than a cheap illusion, and now I’m living in this twisted form of hell, where enemies and friends are one and the same. I thought I wanted perfection. Now I don’t know what I want – perhaps not even my own freedom.
I define wrong. I thrive on the corrupted greed of others, on their trivial hope, and their false optimism. I am the bookie, and the bookie always wins. For those whose hopes far outweigh the depths of their pockets, well, let’s just say paying with your life is not just a figure of speech.
I have always been in control, until suddenly I’m not any more. The day one of my collectors dragged her into my office as payment on a debt, I should have killed them both right there, but I didn’t. Now she threatens my control, threatens everything I’ve built, and yet I still can’t kill her. Why can’t I kill her?
By the time I’m done with her, she may pray for death.
Everything is not always as it seems. Lust, blood, lies…Nothing this wrong should feel so right.
HOLY MOTHER MARY – THIS BOOK IS FANTASTIC…AND I MEAN FANTASTIC (yes I am shouting, I am that giddy with excitement!)
I have read these 2 authors before and loved them but together they are like an unstoppable powerhouse!
The book begins just how the rest of the book is, marvelously dark and gritty!
Jude – a bookie who will use whatever means necessary to collect his debt, unfeeling, violent and he oozes power and darkness.
Victoria (Ria/Tor) – feisty, British with a dirty mouth. By Jude’s omission ‘an accent that makes everything sound dirty’ (and I love that cause I am British!!)
So Ria is taken as collateral for a debt her crappy boyfriend rolled up…and then she falls foul to ‘Stockholm syndrome’ – ‘His touch is warm and comforting, oh god I’m having some kind of psychological break’!!!! She may fall foul but it’s not without hardships and she falls in the best of ways – darkly! Jude realizes he is not the man he thought he was…and Joe Campbell is probably the man to thank for that, oddly!!!
I was reading and turning pages like a woman possessed, I had to know if they got their HEA….then BOOM, the end, I was like ‘no flaming way’!!!
LP & Stevie better get writing Wrath and do it reallllllly quick – or I riot!!!
She’s a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.LP Lovell’s She Who Dares series are all international best sellers.
I love writing (obvious since I’m on here, right?) I don’t have a specific genre – I just write whatever story manifests itself inside my brain.Writing is like therapy. There is nothing else that I can lose myself in the way I can a story. It amazes me that words can take you away from reality and leave you in a dazed state once you’ve finished.
Aside from writing, I love sloths and mythology. I kind of have a thing for vampires, because let’s face it, something about the fact that they fight the urge to bite your neck and drain the life from you is rather sexy. I have an irrational fear of the zombie apocalypse. I honestly cannot imagine a more horrifying way to go than by being ripped to shreds by a mass of mumbling, decaying, and oozing corpses with clicking teeth. Ugh! I just shuddered typing it.
Now the boring basics: I’m married with two wonderful children. I grew up in the south listening to a ton of grunge rock. Me and my sister have an obsession with going to concerts and getting front and center. We often fight over who can get the most swag from the band. I have an unhealthy obsession with Russell Brand’s mind, and the smell of crayons is the most soothing smell there is.
Xx- Stevie J