REVIEW: This is not a Cinderella story. It’s like a dark, twisty wanna-be chick lit book. When Charlie leaves her foster family, she doesn’t look back. When her foster sister joins her, they head to Las Vegas, looking to start a new life. Money goes fast and Charlie finds herself doing the impossible, becoming a whore. By being a whore, she can breathe a bit easy. Her pimp helps pay the basic necessities. But when she meets a mysterious, handsome man, she can’t deny the attraction her body feels towards him. Landon is heir to THE finest escort business around. He can’t help himself when he’s around the new girl in town. A chance encounter leaves to a whole new life, for both Charlie and Landon. I liked this story. It was an easy read, good for the beach or pool. It’s a bit dark, harsh in that it easily… Read more »
Author: M.N. Forgy
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
Release Day Blitz for Relinquish by M.N. Forgy
Review to come… during Blog Tour! Really liked this one. Excerpt “What do you think you’re doing?” I question, my words muffled from arousal. He doesn’t respond, just caresses his lips along the sensitive skin of my neck seductively, causing my head to loll to the side. A rush of desire races through my chest, and my breathing picks up. “We can’t, remember? You’re my pimp, and I’m you’re escort. Rules,” I whimper, reminding him of his words from last night. He growls, the sound of his teeth grating. “Don’t ever call me that,” he rasps into my ear. The heat of his breath causes me to moan. He turns me around and picks me up, his fingers digging into my dress-cladded thighs. “What if you’re not my escort right now? No rules,” he breathes heavily, placing me down on his desk. “Like, pretending?” I question, digging my heels into… Read more »
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