Synopsis
What happens when the one person you never expected suddenly happens to be the one you’ll fight the hardest to keep?
Colton stole my heart. He wasn't supposed to, and I sure as hell didn't want him to, but he crashed into my life, ignited feelings within me that I thought had died forever, and fueled a passion that I never knew could exist.
Rylee fell out of that damn storage closet and into my life. Now I don't think I'll ever be the same. She's seen glimpses of the darkness within me, and yet she's still here. Still fighting for me. She is without a doubt the saint, and I am most definitely the sinner.
How is it the one thing neither of us wanted—neither of us anticipated that fateful night—has us fighting so hard to keep?
He steals my breath, stops my heart, and brings me back to life again all in a split second of time. But how can I love a man who won't let me in? Who continually pushes me away to prevent me from seeing the damaged secrets in his past? My heart has fallen, but patience and forgiveness can only go so far.
How can I desire a woman who unnerves me, defies me, and forces me to see that in the deep, black abyss of my soul there's someone worthy of her love? A place and person I swore I'd never be again. Her selfless heart and sexy body deserve so much more than I'll ever be capable of giving her. I know I can't be what she needs, so why can't I just let her go?
We are driven by need and fueled with desire, but is that enough for us to crash into love?
Review
All I can say about “Fueled” is “hot damn.” I really think that Kristy turned the heat up a couple notches with the sex scenes this time around. All I know was every time I read one of the sex scenes I was literally squirming and I broke out into a sweat, way to Kristy, and thanks for making fall back in love with Mr. Colton Donovan. Alright let’s get down to business, I felt so much emotions this time around because Colton starts to express how he feels to Rylee & he started to open up a little bit about his past, even though he was battling with himself. There was a point in the book where I was so pissed off with Colton that I wanted to slap the shit out of him & shake the shit out of Rylee because she was acting like she was dick whipped lol. Oh and the whole “voodoo pussy” line gets me all the time, folks I am telling you that you will love every single minute of this book. While I was reading certain parts of this book I could tell how much emotions Kristy poured into it & I appreciate the picture that she painted for us. The emotions run higher this time around, more than the first book. Five stars to bank & back guys.
Excerpt
He breaks from the kiss with a tortured groan and pulls away from me. “Colton,” I murmur, “let me take care of you.”
“Not here,” he tells me, smoothing my skirt down and smirking as he stuffs what’s left of my panties further down into his pocket. “I want to hear you scream out my name when I take you. I want to hear it when you fall apart from the things I’m going to do to you, Rylee. I want to claim you. Make you mine. Ruin you for any other man that dares to think of touching you.” He grimaces from the conviction of his words.
“You already have, Colton,” I breathe out without thinking, reaching out to place my fingertips to his lips. “I’m yours…” My voice trails off as he stares at me, his jaw working overtime as he absorbs the words I’ve said.
A ghost of a smile mixed with an uncertain disbelief plays on his lips before shaking it away and pushing it aside. “I—we can’t continue here with what I want to do, but this,” he says, motioning to me and the wall, “will tide me over.” He flashes a quick grin at me before grabbing my hand and climbing the last flight of stairs.
I follow him, knowing my heart and body are far from recovered from that little episode. Haddie’s words flash through my head, and I can’t help but disagree with her. When it comes to Colton, I don’t just have it bad. I’ve drowned, been consumed, and am utterly and undeniably his.
Writing from Colton's POV
Writing as a guy.
Sounds easy right?
Wrong!
Well, let me go back a step and explain. When I finished Driven, I never had any intention of writing from Colton’s POV. The idea scared the crap out of me. And frankly while writing Driven, I never once thought what Colton was actually thinking. I knew his motivation from scene to scene, but never really thought “what exactly is Colton thinking here.” After it was published, I had a blog ask me to do guest post with them where they were going to interview Colton as well as feature a scene written from Colton’s POV. Can I tell you the fear that shot through me with that request?
First of all, I’m really wordy when I write—guys most definitely are not. Verbose is not something I’d attribute to the character and demeanor of Colton. Secondly, what in the hell was Colton thinking? I originally thought if I kept my writing style but threw a couple of “F” bombs in there, I’d sound like a guy. But that’s not the case. It comes down to saying more with less when writing like a guy—or should I say, as Colton. It took me almost a week and many, many drafts to get that post to sound right, but you know what? When it was all said and done, I realized it was a lot of fun to switch up the gender point of view.
When you’re a guy, you get to tell it like it is. You get to cuss without the fear of sounding vulgar or coming off improper. There is no reading into anything. You say what you mean and don’t care if anybody misconstrues it because you said it how you meant it, and if they get it wrong, it’s their own damn fault, not yours. You get to be crass and say things that as a woman you’re only supposed to think in your head.
And you get to use an awful lot of the “f” bombs too!
In the end, the trepidation I felt over writing from Colton’s POV went out the window. His chapters of Fueled ended up being my favorite ones by far. There is definitely something to be said about saying more with less. Who knows, maybe one of these days I’ll write a whole book from Colton’s perspective.
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Author Bio
K. Bromberg is that reserved woman sitting in the
corner that has you all fooled about the wild child inside of her—the one she
lets out every time her fingertips touch the computer keyboard. She’s a wife,
mom, child rustler, toy pick-er-upper, chauffer, resident web-slinger,
LaLaloopsy watching, American Girl doll dressing multi-tasker of all things
domestic and otherwise. She likes her
diet cokes with rum, her music loud, and her pantry stocked with a cache of
chocolate.
K. lives in Southern California with her husband
and three children. When she needs a break from the daily chaos of her life,
you can most likely find her on the treadmill or with Kindle in hand, devouring
the pages of a good, saucy book.
Fueled is K.
Bromberg’s second published novel and is the highly anticipated second book of
“The Driven Trilogy.” Driven was her well-received debut novel and Book
#1 of the series.
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