Blog Tour Review: Take by Nashoda Rose

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Take by Nashoda Rose Blog Tour (@NashodaRose)

Genre: Paranormal Romance with Erotic Elements

Release Date: February 24th, 2015

Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions (http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com @BookEnthuPromo ) 

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#Synopsis:

MAX

Feelings are a luxury I can’t afford. Hidden behind a shield of quiet placidity, I keep my secret safe from those who’d use it against me. Until him—the tatted up, self-centered Scar assassin hired to protect me.

He takes pleasure in tormenting me, chipping away at my defenses as if I’m a toy to be played with. I hate that he continuously reminds me that I’m nothing more than a job. I hate that my body responds to his touch. I hate him.

JASPER

I’m not a good guy and I don’t pretend to be. Condemn me if you want, I don’t give a fuck. You’re nothing to me. No one is … except her—Max. She’s my target. And I was hired to do a hell of a lot more than protect her … I was hired to kill her.

It should’ve been simple, but it was complicated as hell.

*erotic paranormal romance. Standalone full-length novel. Come meet the Scars.

Scars: Immortal warriors with capabilities derived from the senses: Trackers, Sounders, Healers, Tasters, Visionaries, and the rare Reflectors. They each have what is known as an Ink, a tattoo that can be called life.

#MeettheAuthor

Nashoda Rose is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave.

When she isn't writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dogs at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers and chatting about her addiction—books.

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Holy crud! This book ...so brilliant. Sexy, sweet and dark; sad and heartbreaking... I loved every moment. It's paranormal without overdoing it. The action scenes were awesome and you really rooted for these two. They were both so damaged but fierce!

Jasper... Oh sexy broken Jasper. I loved him instantly. He was the over the top alpha who wanted to save Max, get her to be that girl she locks away so tight. He was so... Damn... Cool, and sexy. Sigh... Jasper <3

Max was so fierce and broken, she was fantastic. Max was capable of so much but because of her past keeps herself locked away in spirit and in reality. I loved her spunk and the way she adapted to whatever the world threw at her.

I devoured it as a beta reader and again as an ARC, then started one clicking the heck out of Nashoda Rose's Books. 

LOVED IT so hard!

ARC via Book Enthusiast Promotions

#Excerpt

“How long since you fucked a guy?”

“What?” Her arms moved as if she was about to cross them over her breasts and then decided against it and put them back at her sides. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Because when I fuck you, it will be hard. I need to know if you can take it.” I’d expected her to grab her shirt and put it back on. That was what I had intended. To scare her. Instead, she stared at me as she undid her bra and let it fall to the floor.

Fuck.

I was a guy. A guy that didn’t give a shit if a woman hated me in the morning, but they never did. I may be a selfish bastard but I never left a woman unsatisfied. And it was more a self-serving reason as I could always get seconds when I wanted. But this was different. Everything about it was different. Max was different.

And that should’ve scared me enough to walk away.

But Max … staring at her milky white naked skin … her handful of breasts with nipples erect and waiting for my mouth to be sucking on them. I should’ve walked back into the bathroom, shut the door and jerked myself off in the shower.

I didn’t.