Blog Tour: Review: Illicit Desire by Taylor Michaels + Excerpt
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Publication: September 16, 2014 by A&A Literary
Raphael is everything I should run away from…
Cora Milan came to Miami to get a fresh start, away from the memories and stigma that followed her and her brother at home. When she’s mugged, Raphael Ortiz rescues her. He’s sexy, successful, and dangerous—Miami’s most eligible bachelor and it’s most elusive. A cartel lord who lives on the wrong side of the law, with only a veneer of respectability. He is the exact opposite of a clean slate, and he makes no apologies for wanting her.
When Raphael forces his way into her life, Cora knows she should run. But the attraction between them is undeniable, and Raphael is a man accustomed to getting what he wants. The more she loses herself in him, the deeper she is drawn into Raphael’s criminal world.
But when her past, and his present collide, both of them will be left grasping for the only thing that can save them from the darkness around them—each other.
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My rating: 3 of 5 stars
What are the odds of finding another story with my name in it so quickly?!? And to top it off, the character is a bitch? Intriguing..
The danger is alluring.
His stare is filled with heat.
His touch sends her body on fire.
She is on the run, but has she finally found a place she can be safe?...
The beginning felt really off for me. I was totally lost with what was happening because it started too quick for me to catch on. It took me a while before I finally was able to get into the story. I mean, the sex and the very sexy Mexican cartel boss got my attention back on track.
Even the romance lifted off in the very first sentence, at first sight. Right a way, he was captivated by her, right a way he wanted to have sex with her even through he knew he shouldn't. The same when for her as well. But the hot and dangerous cartel billionaire was not at all hard to turn away from.
This story showed the other side of the law. Where those don't even worry about the law, because they have those officials, public figures that seem to be on the right side of the law in the light day, bought, bribed, blackmailed.
Overall, this was a very nice, very short, and interesting story. I look forward to the next installment.
I take a step closer, and see the papers.
For a moment, there’s the complete lack of comprehension. It doesn’t make sense. Raphael is kissing a girl, lovely and pale and wearing my dress.
It takes a long breathless moment before I realize he’s kissing me. The photo is us, last night, when he kissed me just as we enter the ballroom.
The caption says it all.
Notorious bad boy bachelor’s newest heartbreak.
I gag, white spots spinning in my vision, and I spin away. I feel sick. A sudden grip of panic claws at me and I jerk back around. “My name. Do they use my name, Raphael?”
He blinks, and I see the understanding cascade across his face. “Fuck.”
My legs buckle, and it isn’t Raphael who catches me, but Benito, who has moved while I’m having a private meltdown. His arms clamp down around me and support me as I crumple, the only thing that keeps me from hitting the ground. All of my instincts are rioting, and at the feel of his unfamiliar grip, I lose what little control I have left.
“Let me go!” I scream, clawing at him. Benito’s grip tightens and he barks something to Raphael in Spanish, a harsh question I don’t understand. Then he sweeps me up and dumps me on the couch next to his grandson.
I bounce up and scramble away from them. “I have to go. I have to get the fuck out of Miami.”
“Cora, calm down. There is no danger yet,” Raphael says, following me as I dart toward the door.
“You’re in a fucking robe—you can’t leave in that.”
I glance down, and the lack of clothing penetrates the fog of fear. “Raphael,” I whisper, “I have to go.”
“You don’t. Let me fix this.”
I laugh, a desperate, broken noise. “You can’t. This isn’t fixable, Raphael. This is my life, and it’s not going to go away just because you snap your fingers.”
His eyes go dark and Benni laughs. “You have not told her.”
“Shut up, old man,” Raphael snaps. Anger flares in Benni’s eyes before they go blank and flat, and I shudder.
“Please. I’m not disappearing without telling you. But this—I can’t do this. I can’t stay here.”
“You can’t leave, either,” Benni says, and my eyes dart to him, furious and terrified. He smiles, and I forget that I’m supposed to be afraid of Graham. That he’s the threat. Because staring into Benni’s lifeless eyes, I can’t believe there is anything more terrifying.
“Rojas are coming, mijo. And they are demanding to see her.”
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About the Author:
Taylor Michaels is the pseudonym for Nazarea Andrews. Her books tend toward dark adult romance. She still likes chocolate and wine and book boys a little sexier than they should be. She can be found on Twitter and Facebook and loves hearing from readers. When not writing, she can most often be found playing taxi driver for her three daughters, hanging out with her husband at their small business, or burning dinner. She lives in Georgia.