Thursday, April 16, 2015

Blog Tour Review, Excerpt, Teasers & Giveaway ~ Only Trick by Jewel E. Ann

Meet Trick Roth in this roller coaster ride
of angst, suspense, & scorching hot HEAT!

Don’t Look Back in Anger”
In one night, I lost five years of my life. Here’s what I know …
I was homeless.
I’m a recovering drug addict.
My inked skin crawls from lustful eyes.
I have a serious aversion to women.
My gay partner is a home wrecker.
I own a gun and I’m a damn good shot.
I’m a makeup artist, but it’s an insult to my talent.
I’ve never wanted to possess anything except my Ducati … until I met Darby.
Now here’s what I know since that day in the ER when she pieced me back together … nothing—but a few random thoughts.
My new “friend” is distracting, clingy, and obsessed with acronyms, emojis, and phrases like “breakfast soul mates.”
I didn’t want to like her, but she crawled under my skin and swallowed me whole. Now we’re best friends and she’s my new addiction. I'd drink her from a shot glass, snort her up my nose, or inject her into my veins if I could. What I won’t do … is ever tell her that.
She doesn’t know me … I don’t know me. When those missing years come back, I think she will hate me … I think I will hate me.

My parents named me Patrick Roth, and this is my story.

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Ahh!” I scream as the closet door opens. My heart explodes and I nearly wet myself. I shuffle my feet against the floor, scooting as far in the corner as I can, hugging my knees to my chest.
I shake my head, holding my breath.
His lip twitches. Then, with what can only be described as a scene from a horror movie, he grabs my ankles and drags … he fucking drags me out of the closet. “Trick!”
Hoisting me over his shoulder, he smacks my ass so hard I yelp. “I’m thinking sofa.”
Trick! Stop!” I scream, kicking and flailing as he carries me downstairs. As I pound my fists against his back, something catches my eyes. He has the ties to both my satin and terrycloth robes partially tucked into the waistband of his shorts along with one of his belts.
He sets me down with my ass backed up to the sofa, my chest heaving, eyes wide.
Do you love me?”
I swallow and nod.
Do you trust me?”
My gaze falters.
Darby?” He lifts my chin with his finger.
Do. You. Trust. Me?”
Another swallow, another nod.
Good.” He lifts my yoga top over my head, wetting his lips as he stares at my breasts. Then he pulls down my pants, leaving me naked. His lips skim up my legs, stopping at my sex, but all he does is just breathe out causing my legs to pinch closer together. Then he inhales. Standing, he watches me—daring me to run again.

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~this review may contain minor spoilers~

Memories are mortal emotions, but love … what the heart feels, it never forgets. Write a story with me that never ends.

Ms. Jewel first came into my life with 'Idle Bloom' where she stole my heart and never returned it, so when I saw an email about this book I was all over it. She proved to me once again why I will jump on anything she writes. She always delivers us with an emotion packed, unique ride, full of amazingly flawed characters, lots of laughs, steam and heart. 'Only Trick' was just as fab. This had my attention right from the start and refused to let go... still. Patrick 'Trick' Roth was a complex dude to say the least.

This is one fucking huge mistake, but this woman came out of nowhere. I'm fascinated by her. A distraction? Hell yes. A bad decision? Absolutely. Will I do the right thing? Unlikely.

After an accident at the age of 20, he lost five years of his life when his memory just... disappeared. Having no idea if the loss is permanent or temporary, he struggles with who he believes he is and who he fears he was. He desperately wants his memories back almost as much as he's afraid of what he'll remember. All that remains is the knowledge that he was once an addict and phantom feelings he doesn't understand-he knows he has a strong aversion to women though he doesn't understand why, he's uncomfortable with the attention he gets though he can't avoid it, he hides behind his relationship with his gay home wrecking partner Grady and has no desire to let anyone get too close to him. Until he meets her and no matter how bad of an idea getting close to her may be, he can't seem to stay away-silly texts, emojis, breakfast soul mates, best friends-never could he have imagined how much of an addiction she would become. But what happens when his memory returns? He doesn't even know if he can live with what he may have done, can she?

What is wrong with me? HE'S GAY!
The problem is … I'm not. His sexual preference doesn't take away from his scorching sex appeal. I bet my ass is singed from his nearness burning my panties right off.

Darby Carmichael grew up in a house with a lot of things, but no love. She has never been able to fit in anywhere, she has never really had any real friends, to say she's insecure would be an understatement, and nothing could have prepared her for Trick. Being around him makes her feel things she has never experienced before and all she wants to do is get to know him, be near him, breathe him in and love him. Her attraction to him is intense and uncontrollable and she has no idea what to do with it. I mean, he's GAY, RIGHT?! Her struggles with her feelings for the man who has become her best friend was heartbreaking knowing he couldn't possibly return her feelings the way she wants him too. I prefer books with duel POV's, which we get here, simply because it helps me to connect to both leading characters, but I have to admit-being in Darby's head was my favorite place to be. This girls thoughts were freakin hilarious. And watching the way Trick transforms her was amazing. This wasn't about a shy girl changing herself for a guy, this was about two lost and broken souls helping each other bloom into people they never thought they could be, they brought the best out in each other. It was beautiful. From start to finish we are delivered a story full of tears and drama, laughs and healing, love, lust, and some of the HOTTEST, STEAMIEST, sex scenes I have read in a long time. When Trick cuts loose, panties everywhere will catch fire-on the stairs, in the elevator, shower, supply closet, couch, just damn. This boy has a lot of lost time to make up for and does he ever! It was impossible to put this book down even for a minute-the pace was non stop, the story completely engrossing, emotions are all over the place, surprises and twists come out of no where-the journey is not to be missed. If Jewel E. Ann wasn't already securely sitting on my One-Click-Addiction List then this would have landed her there one blush, giggle and emoji at a time. CANNOT WAIT to see what she brings us next, I have no doubt it will be amazing.

I know you can't forget so if your going to remember something, remember this. You fucking own Every. Single. Piece. Of. Me. I love you. I live for you. I fucking breathe for you. That's what you need to remember … only that.”

Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor.
With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business.

After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing.

When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.

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