Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Review by Jenn ~ Forbidden Love (Needle's Kiss #3) by Lola Stark


Jude and Haven share a secret.

 One he willingly hides and she tries to forget, but it regardless, it has tied them together.

It's not until their relationship is discovered that Haven has a choice to make
She can pine for the man who walked away or choose a new path.

 But secrets have a way of showing themselves, making it difficult for Haven to let go... And when she does, can Jude live with the consequences?

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3- Not What I Expected -Stars ★ 

while I wanted to be in his life in any aspect, it hurt less to cut all ties. At least, I thought it did...until I started to slip again. I felt it coming, the waves of want crashing over me. The cold rush through my bloodstream and the screaming powerlessness at the craving.

I'm gonna do my best to keep this as spoiler free as I can, which means this is gonna be a short review. This book was nothing like I expected, and while that is usually a good thing, this time? not so much. It pains me to say this because I have been a huge fan of Lola's and this series since the beginning, but this book just wasn't for me. The writing is as good as ever, it was the story itself that was a let down. Maybe that is just because I was expecting this to be Haven & JUDE's story, but is really wasn't. They spend 90% of the book apart, hell Haven herself spends most of the book in another relationship. It wasn't even really a love triangle, Jude didn't factor in at all. If it wasn't for the fact that we had some chapters from his POV, I would have forgotten he was even supposed to be one of the main characters. There is still quite a bit of sex, which I usually love, but I actually started skipping them ~ JUDE and Haven never actually hook up. They spend very little time together and the only time we get a grasp of what they were to each other was through a few flashbacks. I never felt a connection with them as a couple and the HEA seemed more like Jude was a consolation prize and not the man she truly, or ever, really loved. Scar & Teeny were as awesome as I remember, but Mace & Tripp took a real douche turn I wasn't expecting. I get wanting to protect you baby sister, but dude....
Now, just because I didn't particularly care for this book doesn't mean others won't-it was emotional and angsty and if you like that (which I generally do), then go for it. And if you haven't read the first two books in the series yet, PLEASE DO, they were absolutely amazing. While I was disappointed by they way this series finished out, I will still look for more from this author-she is a firecracker with a dirty mind and funny as hell and it takes more than this to chase me away.

I'm never going to lose you again, Haven Torres. I'll fight Satan himself to prove to you just how much you mean to me. I love you beyond all time and space, Haven.”


Chapter Two


I walked back into the garage and punched one of the big metal tool cabinets on my way past. I sucked up the pain like a drug I couldn’t cope without. Why was she here? There was something about her that was just so alluring. I couldn’t see her without wanting to fall to my goddamn knees and worship her like she was a queen amongst peasants.

Suck it up, you pussy! When did you acquire feelings?

Pushing away from the doorframe at the back of the shop, I trudged outside in my heavy boots, kicking rocks as I went. I cut off my emotions as soon as I was able. I struggled to handle these kinds of feelings; they messed with my head and left me making bad decisions. Decisions that screwed with friendships, families and futures. I couldn’t have a future with her; it just wouldn’t be good for anyone.

Sitting at the bar stool, I pulled Haven between my legs and moved my hands to run up her silky legs, stopping at the bottom of her tight black skirt. Her arms came up and circled my neck as her head came down to my face. My fingers teased the skin at the edge of her skirt as she pulled my bottom lip into her mouth and sucked, tearing a growl from my throat. My fingers stopped their progress and dug into the skin of her legs, pulling her tighter to me and deepening the torturous kiss.

In response, her hands dropped to my shoulders, her nails close to breaking the skin through my t-shirt while my fingertips ghosted over the curve where her legs met her luscious ass. The tightly wound restraint I had been keeping snapped, and I swiftly stood, picking her up. Her legs instantly wrapped around my waist and I took a few long strides to the edge of my workbench where I set her down, then pressed hard against her core and ground my hips. Haven’s hands tugged at my shirt ripping it over my head as I ran my rough hands higher and higher up her soft thighs until I hit the sweet spot. She moaned just as my mouth came down, devouring her like the starving man I was. She was my drug of choice. Her taste, touch and smell I just couldn’t get enough of it. I couldn’t get enough of her, and I didn’t need it either. Haven would always be exactly what I craved.

“Dude, snap out of it.” The voice broke me out of my reverie and yanked me back to the present. Goddamn it, I did it again. I’d been slipping into memories of Haven for weeks. I just couldn’t get her out of my head. It was fucked up, messy and it left me in a piss-ass mood for the rest of the day.

Why’d I have to fall for a girl I can’t have? That’s how it always worked though, right? The guy loved the girl he couldn’t have. Then the poor bastard pined for her for all eternity and was unable love anyone like he loved her. He’d end up miserable and alone, simply because a relationship would be selfish and do more harm than good to the people they both loved. Scrubbing my hand down my face in an effort to wipe her from my thoughts, I knew something had to give. I didn’t know how much more I could take. 

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Lola hates all things sultanas.
Lola is a little strange and unusual.
Lola has no brain-to-mouth filter
(this may or may not have gotten Lola into trouble – repeatedly).
Lola is keeping Coca-cola in business one 2lt bottle at a time.
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This here is what my profile says everywhere: Lola Stark lives in Australia, Is an at-home mummy with no filter, raising a hoard of minions. Lola has loved to read for as long as she can remember. When not wrangling the children, she can be found sitting at her computer, writing, facebooking or just generally messing around. I know, I know third person again.


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