Sophie Grates has never
had it easy, but she’s finding her way through life one step and one
day at a time. That is, Until Nico comes in and flips her world
upside-down. He forces her to see you cannot live life from the outside
looking in, and sometimes you have to step out onto the ledge so you can
really enjoy the view.
Nico Mayson knew the moment he saw Sophie Grates that she was the one. His whole life, he has been judged by what’s on the outside, so finding a beautiful woman who sees the real him only makes his feelings that much stronger.
Nico knows the kind of man he is, and the things he is capable of, and he will do everything in his power to help Sophie fight her demons so they can have their happily ever after. Everything in life worth having is worth fighting for.
Nico Mayson knew the moment he saw Sophie Grates that she was the one. His whole life, he has been judged by what’s on the outside, so finding a beautiful woman who sees the real him only makes his feelings that much stronger.
Nico knows the kind of man he is, and the things he is capable of, and he will do everything in his power to help Sophie fight her demons so they can have their happily ever after. Everything in life worth having is worth fighting for.
I have been a fan of this series of books about the Mayson
brothers…with a few reservations. I’ve
found that once I’ve gotten past the hyper-instalove speed that these books
travel at, I have been able to enjoy them a lot more.
So, this is Nico’s story.
Personally, I’ve really been looking forward to this one. Nico is the tattooed, badass, bounty hunting
brother of the Mayson clan. Yum. He
finds a strangers cell, and that stranger turns out to be Sophie who also
happens to be his boom. If you’ve read
the books you know what I’m talking about.
All they Mayson’s await their mystical boom moment, when their soul
seemingly recognizes their soul mate.
Nico finds his in Sophie, but she’s not the easiest sell. She’s been traumatized by her past and
doesn’t really let anyone in. Nico,
however, pretty much won’t go away until she lets him in. His sweet persistence pays off. But, Sophie is not safe. Someone is stalking her, trying to get to
her, and even though there’s no real evidence to be found, Nico feels something
tickling at his sixth sense to keep her safe.
Can Sophie learn to move past her walls?
Can Nico keep her safe so they can have their happily ever after?
I have to say, this has probably been my favorite of the series so
far. As I’ve said, I gave up a couple
books back in trying to understand the insta-love, hyper speed of these love
stories, and since I’ve done that I’ve found that I enjoy them a lot more. The decisions of these characters are
somewhat questionable. I am a fan of
contraception, for instance, when you begin sleeping with someone new. But, I do enjoy the over the top alphaness of
Nico and the rest of the Mayson clan.
They fulfill my number one requirement of alpha males, which is that
they love completely and openly. Nico
totally does that. He’s a giant,
tattooed and pierced teddy bear. I loved
him.
The plot of this book followed about the same basic guise as the other
books in this series, which I have to admit I found just a bit disappointing. I mean, I enjoyed the book, but it seems like
every single one is a meet the girl, fall in love, she’s in danger kind of
story. They’re all a bit different, but
seem very similar in when you break them down.
As I said, it was entertaining, but not entirely original.
Overall, I liked this book. The
sex was hot, Nico is hot, and Nico’s piercings are hot. I’d want him to knock me up. 4 stars.
I look around and see a guy staring at me. He’s about my
age, not much taller than my five feet five inches, cute, and wearing a suit
and tie. I start to wave to see if he’s the one I’m meeting, but then another
guy catches my attention. He’s about six three and huge, and I don’t mean just
in height; his body looks like it’s been chiseled from stone. He’s wearing
black boots, washed-out blue jeans, and a white t-shirt, and every piece of
skin exposed is covered with tattoos. His ears have those gauge thingies in
them. His dark blond hair is cut low on the sides, and the top is in a
fauxhawk. His jaw is strong, with a few days of stubble, and his eyes are so
blue that they almost look like contacts. He is beautiful in a way that is
unusual but no less gorgeous.
His eyes come to me before looking away quickly, and the
next second, they come back to me and do a head-to-toe sweep. I gulp at the
intense expression on his face. I glance past him to the other guy—or at least
try to—but Mr. Tattoo starts towards me, blocking my view. I want to take a
step back, but I can’t go anywhere. Then I see my phone in his hand.
“This yours?” he asks.
I nod like an idiot. He shakes his head, running his free
hand down his face, and then his eyes sweep over me again.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” he says, seeming
upset.
I look down at myself, wondering how I could’ve offended
him. I look normal—or my working-outside-the-house normal. When I’m at home
working, I wear baggy sweats I cut off to make shorts or pajama pants that hang
off of me along with tank tops or T-shirts. The few days a week I get out of
the house, I like to dress up or at least wear heels.
“This cannot be fucking happening,” he growls, and I
wonder if he is completely crazy.
“What?” I ask, finally finding my voice. I have to tilt my
head way back; even in my four-inch heels, he still towers over me.
“You.”
“Me, what?” I ask, confused.
“Never mind. Who is this?” He presses the button on my
phone, the screen lights up, and a picture of Jamie Dornan wearing nothing but
a pair of jeans takes up the screen.
“Um…that’s Jamie,” I reply, wondering why he is asking but
too afraid to ask him; the look on his face isn’t very inviting for
conversation.
“He your man?”
“I wish,” I mumble under my breath and hear him growl.
My head flies back as I search his face; his jaw is
ticking, and his knuckles of the hand holding my phone are turning white.
“What does that mean?” he asks.
“That’s Jamie Dornan. He’s playing Fifty. I don’t know
him.” I feel my cheeks heat up and look down at my feet.
What the hell’s wrong with
me? Why am I not afraid right now? I have
been scared of virtually everything my
whole life, and now, when I should be running for cover, I’m not scared at all.
Just a little embarrassed.
“I don’t have time for this,” he says, and I don’t know
what he’s talking about, but I all of a sudden really want my phone out of his
hand before he crushes it to smithereens.
When I look up again, I see that he is walking away. My
eyebrows come together, and I wonder what he is doing. Then I realize he still
has my cell.
“Hey! You can’t steal my phone!” I run after him, grabbing
his arm.
He looks down at me then stops short. I’m completely
caught off guard when he wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against
him. His free hand goes into my hair and pulls my head back, and then he kisses
me. No, not kisses—he consumes me. My
body starts to buzz like someone just plugged me into an electrical outlet, and
I start to feel lightheaded. When he pulls his mouth from mine, I gasp, my fingers
going to my lips.
“What was that?” I whisper, looking into his eyes.
“What’s your name?” he asks, still holding me close.
“Sophie,” I tell him, my answer spoken behind my fingers.
His body is as hard as a rock against mine; I can feel
every muscle, every contour, and it takes everything in me to keep breathing. I
realize this is the first time in my life I have ever felt small, my curvy
figure never having allowed it before.
“Sophie,” he repeats, standing up to his full height and
pulling me with him. I look around and wonder if time has stopped for anyone
else. “My name is Nico.”
“Of course it is,” I say, staring into his amazing eyes,
thinking that a guy who looks like him would have a name like that—cool and
hot, something that rolls easily off your tongue but is hard to forget.
“I’ll see you when I get back into town, Sophie,” he says
as he lets me go, making sure I’m steady on my feet.
“What?” I ask, looking around again.
“Here’s your phone.” He hands me my cell, and I’m still a
little lightheaded when he starts to walk off again. I watch in a daze as he
leaves, but then he turns around to face me from a few yards away. “Sophie?”
“Yeah?”
“Change the picture on your phone,” he demands before he
turns and disappears into the crowd.
Aurora
Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy.
She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her
Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as
the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration
everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies
with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to
nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she
appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.
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