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Thursday, 21 May 2015

BLOG TOUR, REVIEW & #GIVEAWAY - Seeking Justice by Rivi Jacks

Title: Seeking Justice
Author: Rivi Jacks
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: May 8, 2015

Young investigative reporter, Cait Shaw, is not happy about her new assignment; investigating what she deems to be a “seedy” part of Chicago’s more questionable businesses. But her editor seems to have a personal vendetta against the elusive Mr. Justice, leaving Cait with little say in the matter.

Cait is especially shocked and conflicted by her attraction to the irresistible charms of Liam Justice. Liam is like no man she has ever known and she is totally captivated and unprepared for the sinfully erotic, passionate affair they enter into.

As her world is turned upside down, Cait must cope with her growing affection for Liam and his shadowed past.

Independent Reviewer for Archaeolibrarian-I Dig Good Books.

 I received this book from Enticing Journey in exchange for my review.

I AM SO NOT HAPPY! There I was, merrily reading away, not noticing how much time was left in the book, and BOOM! Its done! Finished! So bloody crept up on me, I threw the bloody kindle on the floor, scared the bloody cat half to death and I bloody screamed!! Oh, I've read some cliff hangers that have affected me so, but this one?? THIS ONE??? I have to write my review NOW  right this minute, or else I won't be able to tell you how I feel properly. If I wait a bit, it will be gone!

Cait is tasked with finding out all she can on the elusive Mr Liam Justice, while working undercover as a hostess in Liam's club. But Cait has misgivings about her editor's reasons and leaves the newspaper after just one week, but carrys on at the club. Liam does things to her, and he hasn't even touched her. But what will happen when he does, and what will happen if, or indeed WHEN he finds out she started working there under false pretenses.

Cliff hanger aside, I loved this book. I did think, going in, its gonna be a bit lik the other naive-worker-falls-under-club-owner-spell sort of book but it isn't! Its sooooooooooo much more! There is more going on, with Liam, with the editor, with everyone and everything. It slowly builds, and grabs and pulls, and before you know it, you are done, flinging the kindle at the cat and screaming your head off, because I did not see that coming, let me tell ya! That ending, while I EXPECTED Liam to find out about Cait's previous employment at the newspaper, I just did not expect it to be so close to the end, with no happy ever after!

I have to say though, this is a prime, I mean SUPER DUPER EXCELLENT example of a good book negating the fact that this is written in the first person, in the present tense, AND from a single point of view. Because you know how I feel about those things! Cait is this book, and no one else. I would, of course I would've, loved to hear from Liam in this, but thats just me, being a nosey parker. I love how this book is single POV, it works perfectly here!

I read Rivi's first book, several years ago, and the writing has come on in leaps and bounds! THAT book was a hangover too, but this one?? I'm gonna be suffering for days, I tell ya, days!

An excellent book, thank you Ms Jacks, for the three day hangover I'm about to suffer!

Is there another chance for me to fling the kindle at the wall after a second book?? Please?? Pretty Please??

5 full and shiny stars 

“There’s not going to be anything gentle about tonight, darlin’,” he rasps against my mouth. “I’ve waited all day for you, and watching you dance with those other men, letting them touch you, I’m going to punish you.” My body quivers at his words. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
Holy shit!
The sharp bite of arousal causes my stomach to clench in reaction as he grips my hand and pulls me through the apartment, not saying another word.
The bedroom door closes with a soft click behind us as Liam continues to grasp my hand as if he’s afraid I’ll run if he releases me. He looks down, nailing me with his intense blue gaze, and my breath catches.
“I have to call downstairs,” he murmurs.
“Okay,” I breathe.
His eyes are fervent as his gaze holds mine. He releases me, and I finally break eye contact, moving across the room to stand before the doors that open out onto a balcony.
“I’m upstairs.”
I turn to find him watching me as he talks on the house phone. I turn back to look out the darkened window. I feel awkward, not knowing what I should be doing. Undressing? I’m out of my depth here. I don’t have experience in this type of situation. Are men put off by a woman’s lack of sexual knowledge? The thought that it might, flames my self-doubt, and I look back uneasily at Liam as I hear him say, “I’ll talk to you in the morning.”
He sets the phone down on the bedside table. Then he crosses the room in long strides, pulling his shirt up and over his head, tossing it aside.
Holy hell!
My eyes greedily devour every inch of his hard, muscular perfection. The fierce hunger in his eyes, almost savage in its intensity, spikes my desire, creating a raw need that hits me like a physical blow.
When he reaches me, he pulls me roughly against the length of his body as he wraps me in his arms and his spicy male scent. His mouth comes down on mine, and his tongue is forceful as he pushes it into my mouth. His kiss consumes, possesses and sucks every ounce of doubt from my thoughts. Our passion is almost tangible, and I strain to get closer as he grips my bottom, squeezing firmly. I smooth my hands across his broad shoulders, down his arms, loving the feel of his hard muscles as I run my hands over his firm chest.
“Fuck, Cait,” he gasps against my lips. When he lifts me up into his arms, I press my mouth to his neck and suck against his skin. I nip and bite as he crosses the room to lower me beside the bed.
“Fucking clothes off. Now!” he snarls as he jerks the duvet and top sheet off the bed.
Our eyes lock as I hurry to pull my dress off as he slides his jeans and briefs down his legs, his erection springs free to stand tall and proud.
I still, my mouth going dry. He is so freaking beautiful, I can’t take my eyes from him.
When he grips his erection and pumps his hand along the length, I look up to meet his knowing blue gaze.
“Is this what you want, darlin’?” he asks with a lascivious smile.
I swallow with difficulty. “Yes,” I breathe.
He walks slowly, purposefully toward me.
“On your knees.”

Rivi Jacks has a lifelong love of books, and she is a true believer in holding onto a good love story. One reason her attic and barn are full of the books she has collected through the years.

She lives in the Missouri Ozarks on a farm with her husband, and when not writing or reading, she likes to take long walks down country roads, cook, fish, and spend time with family and friends.


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