~Synopsis~
Four years ago, Tyler Karras’ quest
to avenge his wife's death led to all out war with San Francisco's Russian
Mafia. With the Bratva’s collapse and
its king, Dmitri Chernov, long dead, all Ty wants now is to put it behind him
and enjoy a second chance at life with his new bride, Hannah, and the child
they're expecting any day. But Chernov's heir, Grigory Dmitriev, has returned,
bitter and determined. He wants his kingdom back, and he's more than willing to
leverage Ty's new family to get it.
First he targets Conner, Ty’s
brooding nineteen-year-old stepson, manipulating the boy into a vortex of sex,
drugs, alcohol, and gambling. Then he turns his sights on Hannah. At eight months
pregnant, she’s the ultimate bargaining chip. With both their lives in
jeopardy, as well as his unborn child, Ty has little choice but to do as
Grigory commands—even if that means assassinating the new leadership
resurrecting within the Bratva.
But Tyler swore he'd never kill
again. He buried that monster four years ago and means to keep it that way.
Grigory, however, makes that vow impossible to keep.
With his new family on the line, Ty
will cross further into the dark side than he ever has before, challenging
everything he believes about himself, and forcing him to face the ghosts of his
past. Only then will Ty discover if he has the strength to do the unspeakable,
to sacrifice his last chance at redemption and save the lives of those he loves
most.
~Buy links~
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Leverage-Mistaken-Series-Nancy-Thompson-ebook/dp/B00JXPIYXS
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/leverage-nancy-s-thompson/1119402850?ean=9781499105957
~Excerpt~
~Conner~
I stood there, motionless, unsure, and let my eyes flutter shut. God,
how many times had I imagined this? I never allowed my mind to go much further,
because I knew she could never be mine, and I never wanted to harbor any resentment
toward my best friend for possessing something I coveted. But Leo was gone now,
and here she was, offering herself up to me. I realized it was just the grief
and loneliness, but I felt it, too. I wanted something, someone to take that
pain away, so I let my body take over.
I parted my lips and felt
Katy’s tongue sweep along them, first the top, then the bottom, before her
teeth nipped it, and she sucked my lip between her own. My hands started at her
waist and smoothed up her body, along her ribs, and around her back, pulling
her in tight. I felt her fingers weave through my hair. She pulled then pushed,
indecisive, yet in need. Our breathing grew hectic and heavy, and our hands
drifted over body parts they’d never before dared to touch.
She gasped when my hand
slipped under her rumpled t-shirt and took hold of her breast. Can’t say I
hadn’t ever dreamed of doing that.
And just as I had always suspected, it filled my hand perfectly. Katy’s knees
nearly buckled when I ran my thumb over her nipple then took it between my
fingers, rotating it gently, slowly.
She pulled her mouth from
mine and let her head loll back, the perfect opening to explore her neck with
my mouth. She drew into my body, allowing herself to feel and be overwhelmed,
yet succumbing to her sorrow at the same time, and sobbing into my shoulder.
She clawed at my jacket and tore it from my body then pushed my t-shirt up over
my head in one swift movement. I felt her nails rake across my back, reasonably
sure she’d drawn blood. I hissed through my teeth and threw my head back, but
Katy didn’t stop.
She ripped open the
button and zipper on my jeans and slid her hand inside my shorts. Again, I
inhaled sharply, only this time, I groaned afterwards as her fingers found and
wrapped themselves around me, squeezing with just the right amount of
pressure.
It was almost too much,
too unexpected, too emotional. I feared completely losing control. I grabbed
for her hand and tried to pull back, but Katy used my momentum and pushed me
onto my bed. Her lips found mine once again, biting, sucking, kissing,
everything she could do to keep me in the moment. And God, it worked.
My hands behaved of their
own accord and pushed her t-shirt over her head, then her sweatpants down over
her hips, taking her delicate lace panties with it. She cast everything aside
and flipped her hair over her shoulder, then sat astride me, her gaze pinned to
mine, her eyes heavy with both passion and grief. Her movement slow and
deliberate, Katy slid off my lap and onto the floor, tugging my jeans and
briefs as she went, peeling them off after removing my shoes and socks.
Her hands moved languidly
from my ankles to my knees and up the inside of my thighs before laying claim
to the very essence of me, first with her hands, stroking and squeezing, then
with her mouth, torturing me with her tongue and her teeth, sucking and pulling
while her hand stroked up and down. And just when I thought I couldn’t take it
any more, I pulled up on her head and bucked beneath her practiced hands. She
jumped up and straddled me once again, using her hand to guide me into the
deepest part of her.
Her slick flesh enveloped
me in a warmth so tight and wet, I thought I would explode into a million
pieces. I groaned like I was about to die, and my hands twisted the rumpled bed
sheets. But then Katy held still for the briefest of moments, her hands on my
chest and her hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders and down her
bare breasts.
I reached for my
forehead, overcome with my need to release. I looked up at Katy, and, at first,
thought I saw the smallest of smiles turn up the right side of her mouth, but
it was too brief, and I couldn’t be sure. She started moving against me once
more, her motion controlled and with a purpose. Her flesh tightened hard around
the length of me, pulsing in a frantic rhythm with each measured thrust. I
couldn’t take it. I covered my face with my hands and tried to think of
something else, anything but the blessed torment this woman was putting me
through.
~Review~
I am usually not a fan of thriller, suspense books, but
I must say Nancy’s the author who has changed my mind drastically and to be
honest with you I am happy that it was done because I will never look back. I
was introduced to her writing when I just started to be a blogger, I was hooked
when I was reading “Mistaken” and then she went ahead and released a follow up
to it called “Leverage.” After I was done reading “Mistaken” I would have never
thought that there could be more to Tyler and Hannah’s story, because let’s
face it, they had a wonderful HEA and the way how the story ended how do you
follow up that, but Nancy have proven me wrong because damn if she didn’t
follow it up. I guess Nancy wants her readers to ask themselves this question,
how far would you go to protect to ones you love?
In “Leverage” we get to see Connor, who is Hannah’s
son, all grown up and in college. He witnesses his best friend’s death and that
was all she wrote. Tyler and Hannah thought that they could just let the past
stay in the past, but what happens when the past doesn’t want to left
forgotten. The past came back with a vengeance I tell you, I was reading this
damn book and let me tell you this book needs to be turned into movie because
the suspense was that gripping. The
writing was perfectly executed, each and every scene were written such finesse,
even the sex scenes, they were the right amount of hot without being overly
done. The entire time I was reading I was biting my nails and gasping, I was so
damn engrossed in it that I had to force myself to shout down my iPad at 5am
and take my butt to bed. There were secrets that were revealed that I was not
expecting Nancy gave me shocker after shocker, suspense after suspense. All I
have to say is you will not expect any of the reveals and I loved every single
minute of the suspense that Nancy made me feel while I was reading. For some
unknown reason I have a feeling she’s done with us yet, I know we got an HEA
but she is a woman with a twist and she is full of surprises. Thank you so much
for all the hard work that you put into writing a wonderful story about the
depiction of family and love of your family and what you would do to protect
them.
~Teaser~
~About Author~
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