Havoc
Storm MC Series #8
By Nina
Levine
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: March 8, 2016
Synopsis
Meet Havoc...
I was happy doing my own thing.
I was happy doing my own thing.
No connections.
No demands.
No problems.
Just me, my club
and a whole lot of dirty work to take care of.
She never wanted a
biker.
She wanted
stability and I gave up on that years ago.
We tried to fight
it.
Neither of us
wanted it.
But she calms my
fury and I show her a man who accepts every part of her.
Now we're trying to
figure out how to be together. Because when the need for each other is this
strong, to deny it will only cause complete havoc.
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What I Loved
This was such a
great book and from the very beginning I was hooked. There was something about Havoc that grabbed
my attention and I fell so hard for this dude.
He’s a little different than the rest of the MC brothers because he’s a
nomad, so he has a lot of ties to the Brisbane chapter but also to the other
chapters and loves being on the road. I
really liked that because it added a new dynamic to this series that I haven’t
seen before.
Carla was such an amazing character as
well. She was so real and that made it
so easy for me to get emotionally involved in the plot. There was so much about
her that made it easy for me to love her.
Her life seemed to be in shambles but when she comes across a biker in a
bar, she is instantly ready to show him a good time! Carla holds her own when it comes to dealing
with Havoc and her brother Nash. I love
strong female characters that stick up for what they believe in and Carla did
just that and then some!
Not So Much
I really have no major complaints
about this story! It was just so amazing from beginning to end. My only complaint would be the details, I
really have no clue what Carla’s house looked like. I know she lives with her mom but what about
Carla’s personal space that would’ve reflected her and given the character more
depth? The same could be said for a lot
of the scenes, there just wasn’t sufficient enough descriptions.
To Sum It All Up!
Overall I really loved this
story! I think I spent most of my
weekend curled up reading this book because I couldn’t put it down. Havoc and Carla were both amazing characters
that made it so easy to for me be emotionally involved with the plot. The chemistry between them was steamy from
the very beginning and when they finally get down and dirty it was spectacular!
The sex scenes throughout the entire book were freaking amazing and exactly
what I was looking for.
No Storm Series book would be complete
without tons of drama and action. Havoc
was no exception and in some ways took it another level! My heart was pounding
out of my chest at a certain point. I
have fallen so hard for this entire series and I can’t wait to see what Nina
Levine has coming for Storm next!
Excerpt
As I stepped through the bathroom doorway
however, I found her. She was in the bath, plugged into her music with her eyes
closed and her head resting on the edge of the bath.
I stopped and leaned against the wall with my
arms folded across my chest. Watching her, my gaze travelled the length of her
body. In the short time I’d known her, my appreciation of her body had grown.
Where small tits hadn’t turned me on a month ago, I couldn’t get enough of
hers.
Never letting me down, my dick grew hard while I
took in her beauty.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath as I
contemplated the wisdom of fucking her again.
I wanted to.
Hell, I fucking needed to.
She’s a brother’s sister for fuck’s sake.
I’d spent the last few hours going over and over
that fact in my mind. My decision had been to head back to the motel, sleep on
the couch and never taste her pussy again.
I hadn’t factored in having her naked body on
display the minute I returned.
Shit.
“How long are you going to stand there staring
at me?” she asked as she cracked an eye open to look at me.
“Until you get out and let me fuck you.” Both
her eyes had opened and I pinned my gaze to hers, not letting her go.
Her eyebrows lifted. “I thought you were done
with me.”
“Turns out I’m not.”
She stood and reached for her towel before
stepping out. Continuing to hold my gaze, she slowly dried herself off.
Teasing the fuck out of my dick.
I fought the desire to reach out and rip the
towel from her hands. My carefully constructed self-control was being tested
and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I caved and took what I wanted.
Finally – finally – she finished
drying off and closed the distance between us. “What if I’m done with you?” I
knew she was full of shit by the breathless tone she used and the way her body
leaned just that little bit too close to mine. It was like she was trying to
hold herself back, but her body had a mind of its own and couldn’t stay away.
I lifted a brow. “Are you?”
“I should be. After the way you’ve been treating
me, I really should be.” Still all breathy.
Still in this with me.
I unfolded my arms so I could curl my hand around
her neck. Gripping her there, I said, “Yeah, you should be, but you’re not.”
I feel the same way.
With our faces so close that her breaths
whispered across my skin, we stared at each other for a long time. The still
air in the tiny bathroom consumed our apprehension piece by piece until all
that was left was an unrelenting need to satisfy our hunger.
At the first sign of her softening, I tightened
my hold on her neck and pulled her mouth to mine. She didn’t hesitate and a
second later our bodies pressed together as hard as our mouths did.
The smell of her arousal overwhelmed me and I
let her neck go so I could slide my hands around her ass and lift her. Turning,
I held her up against the wall and groaned as she wrapped her legs around me.
The urge to drive my cock as hard and fast as I could into her sweet cunt
threatened to take over as the only thought in my mind, and I took a moment to
work through that and get myself under control.
Resting my forehead against hers, I focused on
my breathing while I gave myself a talking to.
Focus.
You’ve got this.
You’ve fucking done this enough times to know how to control yourself.
But I hadn’t.
I’d never fucked a woman like Carla.
Had never been with a woman who stole my control
the way she did.
She invaded every fucking sense of mine until I
didn’t know right from wrong, up from down, red from fucking blue.
“Havoc.”
My head snapped up and I found her staring at
me.
Unsure.
“Are you okay?” she asked, lines creasing her
forehead as she tilted her head, frowning at me.
I stepped back and let her go. “I need to slow
this shit down.”
She stood naked in front of me with an
expression on her face that seemed to be half confusion and half frustration.
“What does that mean?”
I wasn’t sure I even knew.
“It means I want you sitting cross legged in the
middle of the bed waiting for me while I take a minute,” I bit out. My head was
so damn full I thought it might actually explode.
Too many thoughts.
Too many fucking feelings.
I jerked my chin at her and snapped, “Go.”
Her eyes widened a fraction and I pushed my
breaths out while waiting for her to submit. When she didn’t, I growled,
“Carla, I need you to go and sit on the bed. Now.”
“I’m giving you five minutes to get your head
back in this. I’m all for bossy and shit, but I draw a line at whatever the
fuck you call what you’ve got going on at the moment. Barking orders at me is a
whole lot fucking different than dominating me.” With that, she stalked out of
the bathroom.
Thank fuck.
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Gypsy at heart.
USA Today Bestselling author who writes about alpha men & the women they love.
USA Today Bestselling author who writes about alpha men & the women they love.
When I’m not creating with words you will find me planning my next getaway, visiting somewhere new in the world, having a long conversation over coffee and cake with a friend, creating with paper or curled up with a good book and chocolate.
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I’ve been writing since I was twelve. Weaving words together has always been a form of therapy for me especially during my harder times. These days I’m proud that my words help others just as much as they help me.
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