London Soul, book two in an all-new contemporary
romance duet by Nana Malone, is LIVE!
Before her, I was:
Rich.
Entitled.
A possessive pain in the ass.
Who am I kidding? I still am.
Love wasn’t for me.
I’d come to terms with that a
long time ago.
And then I met her. I was this close to freedom. But
one look at her and I was caught in a web I couldn’t escape. One I didn’t want to escape.
But then someone took her from me. Now they’ll find out just how far I’m
willing to go to get her back.
To save the woman I love, all
I need to do is expose my secrets. Secrets that will have consequences for her
and the crown.
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REVIEW
I can't get enough of the Royal books by Ms. Malone. London Soul is the stunning conclusion to Abbie and Alexei’s story! There is a perfect amount of danger, intrigue and surprises that will keep you on the edge of your seat!Abbie and Alexei have had so many challenges in their growing relationship, as well as, obstacles preventing them from reaching their happily ever after. Abbie’s ex was always possessive and remained a threat. Alexei was keeping so many secrets about who he was and his past from her. Even though he had his best intentions, secrets have a way of coming out and threatened to ruin everything they built.
This book may be the conclusion to Abbie and Alexei’s story but it is not the end of the Royals. Get ready because this book will leave you wanting more and I can’t wait! I received an ARC in exchange for an honest, voluntary review.
Excerpt:
I
scanned the crowd. Apparently, kink didn’t scare off the young, elite, and
rich. The usual crowd I’d see at China White were all here trying too hard not
to look desperately bored. Through the crowd, I spotted a flashbulb go off, and
I stiffened.
Calm down, mate. Of course, the club had hired photographers for the event.
But I eyed the shutterbug again. Slight build. Dirty blond hair gelled up into
spikes. I could have sworn I’d seen him before. The hairs on the back of my
neck stood at attention, but I couldn’t place the guy. I needed to calm down.
The hiring staff would only hire reputable photographers. They knew that we
required the utmost privacy, and they wouldn’t hire anyone who had ever worked
with the tabloids. But still, I couldn’t shake the feeling I’d seen the guy
before. Maybe he was one of Xander’s students?
“Speaking of complications…” I
muttered. I couldn’t have missed Abbie’s entrance with her friends if I’d been
trying.
Sophie squealed when she spotted me,
and immediately a flock of women swarmed the models. One of the guys put his
arm around Abbie, and I had the irrational urge to plant my fist in his face.
She’d texted earlier to say she was
going out, but I had no idea she’d end up here.
As always, she looked stunning.
She’d worn her braids piled on top of her head in some kind of bun, with long
dangling earrings showing off her slender neck.
Gemma glanced toward the entrance.
“Given the electric sparks between you two across a room, I see why the
urgency.”
“Leave it, Gem.”
“Just saying. Give me a couple of
weeks before you two get cited for public eye shagging.” She gathered up her
purse. “I think I’ll go see what Nick’s up to.”
I didn’t even see which way she went
because my attention was so focused on Abbie. And as if she felt my eyes on
her, she immediately looked up.
When our gazes locked, need chased
the elation through my veins. I’d only seen her yesterday, but any time I spent
away from her felt like eons. But it wasn’t like I could really complain. She’d
had work to do for my brother. I tried not to think about what Xander had said
about her. It didn’t matter what Xander thought. I couldn’t stop seeing her.
She climbed the stairs, her soft
skirt swishing against her legs as she did. When she reached the landing, she
fixed me with a smile. “Fancy meeting you here.” She looked around
surreptitiously. “In a sex club.”
“Oh, is it a sex club? I hadn’t
noticed.” I grinned. “Nick’s idea.”
“Ahh, he didn’t really strike me as
the whips-and-chains kind of guy.” She shrugged.
For several moments, we stood facing
each other, neither moving, forcing anyone who wanted access to the stairs to
go around us. Finally, I angled my body a little closer to her and said, “It’s
one of his dad’s clubs. Do you want to go somewhere a little more private… to
talk?”
Her eyes flashed. “Yeah.” She
cleared her throat. “Talking seems like a really good idea, actually.”
I took her hand and led her through
the throngs of the VIP section, past the dominatrix with her victim for the
night, and past the sex viewing rooms. She held on tight to me as we passed by
them.
“Are they having…”
“Yeah.” As much as I wanted to be
with her, I hated having her here in the midst of all the kink that was going
on. “Maybe we should leave the club?”
“I—No. It’s okay. We came as a group
for Jasper’s gig tonight. Apparently, there’s some big promoter here. Jasper’s
hoping to get some representation tonight. We’re sort of supporting him.
Everyone would notice if I left.”
“Right.” Jasper. Jasper might be my friend, but jealousy ate at me. I wanted
her there to support me. Of course, I’d have to tell her something real about
myself first. I found the private rooms, then after looking around to make sure
no one paid us any attention, I dragged her inside. Dim red light illuminated
the comfortable-looking couch and bed. Her eyes widened as she glanced around.
“This is… cozy.”
I kissed her softly, and for a
moment, all the tension ebbed out of my body. “I just wanted to be alone with
you for two minutes before things get crazy out there and we don’t have a
minute to talk all night.”
“No. It’s fine.” She placed a hand
on my chest, and my heart hammered. “I’d rather get a minute with you, even if
it’s in a sex room. I wanted to talk to you about something.”
We’d spent a lot of time together
over the last week, but we hadn’t been alone.
Always out in public. Even the photo lab had been occupied when I’d gone to
help her. The one night we’d made a date for her to go to my place, she’d had
to do some schoolwork for Xander and rescheduled. The prick of guilt stung as I
thought of how badly her last critique had gone.
“Okay, talk.” I kissed the crook of
her neck and inhaled. Her perfume, mixed with her unique scent, drove me a
little crazy and made my head swim.
“Alexi, I can’t—” She moaned when I
licked her. “I can’t think when you’re doing that.”
“Okay, sorry.” I drew back.
“Sometimes I forget to slow down.”
She blinked up at me and inhaled
deeply. “Sometimes I don’t want you to.”
I stilled. What? “I don’t understand.”
“Have you noticed that even after we
said we’d ease up on intensity we’ve been spending every minute we can
together?”
Something ominous and slimy squirmed
in my gut. “I thought that was a good thing.”
“It is. Maybe we don’t need to take
it quite so slow anymore.”
Relief
washed over me like a wave. As did panic. I was totally fucked. I was
completely in love with her. And there were things she still didn’t know about
me.
About Nana:
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Today bestseller, Nana Malone's
love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic
suspense she "borrowed" from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious
thirteen. She's been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her
overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a
time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the
meantime Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters
every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
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