Monday, 21 September 2015

★ Blow ★ Kim Karr ★ Tainted Love Duet #1 ★ BlogTour ★ Excerpt + Giveaway ★

© Bianca Janeane


KIM KARR - BLOW
• release date: 20 September 2015
• 448 pages
The Tainted Love Duet #1
• erotic Mystery-Romance


★★★★★
5 Stars



2 fatal sides.
1 epic love.
7 days to survive.

They met in the face of danger. They weren
t looking for love. They both knew better. But they couldnt stay away, and they fell hard.

He is heart-stopping handsome, fearless
and haunted by deadly ties.

She is breathtakingly beautiful, determined
and in harms way.

They should have parted. They didn't. They never should have fucked. They did. And now time is running out. One hundred sixty eight hours. That
s all that remains. While Logan McPherson fights to save them, Elle Sterling is forced to make a choice that could change everything.

When torn between right and wrong, tainted love doesn
t have a chance...or does it?






Logan's grandpa number one was an irish mobster from Boston and grandpa number two is a rich New Yorker - rich as in MEGA-rich!

He grew up torn between those two worlds. The legal-money world and the not-so-legal-money hashtag criminal world.
And right now things with his Dad and the irish mob in Boston are very dangerous.

Enter Elle.
She's this mysterious girl he met in a lawyer's office.
And he can't stay away from her.
They shouldn't start something.
But they do - and it might just change both their lives. IF they have lives left at the end of all this.

WHAT WiLL HAPPEN TO ELLE & LOGAN???
WiLL EVERYBODY SURViVE THE BOOK?
WiLL THERE BE A CLiFFHANGER???




NOPE . . .
I'm not telling you



hmmm yeah - probably a little bit of a Cliffy - but book #2 will be out verrrry soon!!!
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 I REALLY LOVED THiS BOOK!

I wasn't really sure what to expect at all
I thought it would be something dark and mafia-ish.
But it was a really amazing mystery dramance!

Yes - we have the irish mob with this horrible junior-boss Tommy.
But our darling Logan is not realy a mobster guy - he'sonly the grandson of one. He's just trying his best to keep his dad out of trouble with the mob. Because it kinda is Logan's fault that his dad has to work for Patrick-the-mob-boss.
Every girl who is ever seen with him, lives very dangerously ....
But - as we all know - Logan can't stay away from Elle - and she can't resist him either!



It's a really interesting story.... with lots of sexy scenes and mysterious scenes - suspensy scenes - moving and sad scenes....and grrrrr...the end!!!!! o.O

BLOW was a really sexy & suspensy & mysterious & moving Romance!
I totally fell in love with Logan & Elle!!!


And now HURRY November 16th - I NEED to know how Elle & Logan's story will end!


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EXCERPT



Prologue



Four Months Before


Mile after mile, I ran. Faster, feet pounding against the broken asphalt, breath crystalizing in the air. I’d been fleeing along the edge of the road for what seemed like eternity. Trucks zoomed past me, taillights fading in the distance, and still there were no sirens.


The moon slipped behind a cloud and left me moving blindly. Finally, a whistle filled the darkness. It was what I’d been waiting for.


I spun in the opposite direction and spotted the familiar red and blue lights. With a quick jump, I vaulted over the damaged guardrail and found myself tumbling down a steep ravine.


Landing on my stomach, blood dripped from my nose, and the taste of rust flooded my mouth. I didn’t take the time to wipe it away. I had to keep moving. I’d started this game. Quickly, I leapt to my feet and began to run again. When a sharp burning and throbbing pulsated in my right ankle, I knew my speed would be impaired. I must have twisted it in the fall. With everything I had, I tried to ignore the pain.


Adrenaline pumped through my bloodstream, making my heart race and giving me the strength I needed. I was no longer on the pavement and my terrain was harder to navigate.


Trees, broken branches, and the sickening smell of the stagnant river surrounded me. I pushed


It could have been worse—at least there wasn’t any ice.


Still, it was fucking freezing out here. Snow fell around me. Chilled to the bone, I tugged


I didn’t stop, though—I had to keep going.


When my eyes were streaming from the cold and my leg muscles began to seize up, I knew my body needed a break. I’d find cover and play the wait­and­see game.


The dilapidated abandoned warehouse a few yards away seemed like my best choice. The hinges were rusted and appeared broken, but when I yanked on the door, it wouldn’t open.


With a sigh, I stomped my salt­stained shoes in the slush I was standing in and looked


My lungs burned as I bent over with my hands on my thighs in an attempt to catch my


Poised to move in any direction, I thought about my decision to bait them.


I couldn’t believe the game of cat and mouse I had entered into—with the Boston Police


But I’d had enough. They’d been following me around for almost a week. Their more­than-

obvious tail was bordering on harassment. Pushed to the limit, today I’d decided it was time to


find out what it was all about. I was going to force their move. I left my vehicle and took off.


They were tracking me, but what they were waiting for to approach me, I had no idea. At this


point I had two choices—approach them or keep going. Since I didn’t want to make it easy, I


Time seemed to be at a standstill as I looked around again. I knew they were close. Yet, as I


searched my surroundings, there were no signs of life; everything around me was dark except


for the golden glow from the cables of the Zakim Bridge.


I couldn’t believe I’d ended up on the West End. That was more than a slight hike from the


tip of the South End, where I’d started all this.


Before I could look at my watch—the one my grandfather had given me, the one worth


more than most of the houses in the surrounding area, the pretentious Patek Philippe with an


authentic enamel dial and custom­made rubber watchband, the one almost a match for his


own—a yellow beam of light shined down on me.


I guess the BPD finally decided to make their move.


A heavily Boston­accented voice carried through the wind. “Put your hands in the air where


“Fuck me. Really? You’re going to arrest me? For what?” My gaze scoured the area until


There were three of them and one of me. I didn’t plan to keep running. I didn’t need to, but


even if I wanted to, there was nowhere to go. The riverbank was on one side and they were on


the other. The trio moved closer and drew their weapons. I responded with equanimity and


raised my palms. Still, not a single one of them lowered a gun. Step by step, they moved toward


me. When they were about five feet away, I decided to help them out and face them, but before


He pinned me to the wall. “I just wanted to talk. I wasn’t going to arrest you until you


assaulted me. But thanks for giving me a reason.”


“I was putting my hands behind my back, asshole,” I grunted.


Nostrils flaring, the fatter one grabbed me by my collar and yanked me to him. “Stop


A quick punch to the gut and a kick to my leg had me belly down in a matter of seconds.


Most men would have been scared shitless, but not me. I grew up living in two very


different worlds, the only similarity being power and greed. To look at me, you wouldn’t


believe I was capable of doing the things I had done. Born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I


was the grandson of one of the wealthiest men in New York City.


It wasn’t my trust fund background that anyone had to worry about, though. I was also the


grandson of the former head of Boston’s Blue Hill Gang—a piece of me I had tried to renounce.


That I wanted to escape. But my family ties kept me bound. The Irish Mob might have changed


since my father’s father ran things, but there were some things that never changed.


I’d been raised in both worlds and these cops knew it. They were counting on the Blue Hill

Well fuck them very much—but that’s not what they were going to get.




LiNKS TO THE BOOK AND AUTHOR



 
BOOK #2 - CRUSH - will be out 16 November!!!




  If you haven't read any of Kim's other books - try the Connections series!
YOU'LL LOVE IT!!!


1 CONNECTED
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2
TORN
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2.5
DAZED
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3
MENDED
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3.5
BLURRED 
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 4 FRAYED
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5 FLAWED late 2015
|  goodreads  |

6 PERFECTED (title will be changed) ealy 2016
|  goodreads  |




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I live in Florida with my husband and four kids. I've always had a love for reading books and writing. Being an English major in college, I wanted to teach at the college level but that was not to be. I went on to receive an MBA and became a project manager until quitting to raise my family. I currently work part-time with my husband and full-time embracing one of my biggest passions—writing.

I wear a lot of hats! Writer, book-lover, wife, soccer-mom, taxi driver, and the all around go-to person of the family. However, I always find time to read. One of my favorite family outings use to be taking my kids to the bookstore or the library. Today, my oldest child is in college and my twins are juniors so they no longer go with me on these outings. And although I don't need to go to the actual store anymore because I have the greatest device ever invented—a Kindle, I still do. There's nothing like a paperback. So now my four year old and I make dates out of going to the bookstore--it's time I love and cherish.

I like to believe in soulmates, kindred spirits, true friends, and Happily-Ever-Afters. I love to drink champagne, listen to music, and hopes to always stay young at heart. <3


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