Blog tour for Ruby by Jeffe Kennedy w/book review


I have an awesome erotica series, Facets of Passion, for you all today by Jeffe Kennedy.  Her latest release through Carina Press, Ruby, is hot and well worth the read.  Check out all the details below and read my review to find out more.

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RUBY

by Jeffe Kennedy

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Danielle Sosna has no problem denying herself in order to achieve her goals—after all, that attitude landed her a dream job at Vogue Paris. But in New Orleans for one last assignment before heading overseas, she’s faced with the most decadent of temptations. Seductive Cajun chef Bobby Prejean takes Dani’s strength of will as a challenge, and offers her a night of wild indulgence—if she will agree to obey his every command…

Dani can’t resist Prejean’s invitation to join him in a world of carnal desire, complete with fetish costumes and masks. Determined to keep her emotional distance, she gives Prejean everything but her name. A night becomes a week, as she spends Mardi Gras suspended…in the delicious space where pleasure meets pain.

Too late, she realizes the cloak of anonymity has not protected her—and that chasing her dream might come at the expense of her heart.

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Ruby
Book 3 Facets of Passion
by Jeffe Kennedy
Publisher Carina Press ISBN: 978-14268-9548-7
Genre: Romance, Erotic Romance, Contemporary Romance, BDSM
Release date: May 13

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AMAZON PURCHASE LINKS

Ruby    Platinum    Sapphire

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EXCERPT:

She headed toward the B&B, at first hurrying through the rain. As she splashed through the deepening puddles on the uneven sidewalk, her stockings soaked through. In fact, all of her was as wet as if she stood under a shower. Since her pace didn’t matter, she slowed, rain running down her face, sliding over her skin. A pack of squealing tourists hustled by, sharing one plastic rain poncho like a tarp. Prepared locals gave her smug smiles from under the umbrellas they always carried.
She smiled back. The rain might be cool, but the feel of it sliding on her skin brought the world into focus. A small discomfort, like her hunger, to make getting indoors that much more pleasurable.
She passed the Court des Deux Pendus without glancing at it, no matter how much she might want to. Up ahead, a man leaned against a courtyard wall, legs crossed at the ankles, an enormous black umbrella protecting his upper half, while his stylish leather shoes—likely Italian—were irretrievably drenched. Idiot.
“You look like a drowned rat, chère.”
The familiar voice brought Dani up short before she realized the stranger was speaking to her. Cautiously, she looked over her shoulder to see he’d tipped the umbrella back and was surveying her, an amused twitch behind that neat black beard.
“Are you following me?” She poured ice into the question.
“Now how could that be when you just came walking by? I should accuse you. Perhaps you’re a stalker.”
“Ha!” She barked out the laugh and turned to go, so not in the mood for more shit, all the pleasant sensuality of walking in the rain gone. “I’ll be sure to take a different route in the future.”
“Are you hungry?” he called out, lightly, mocking.
“Fuck you!” she tossed over her shoulder.
“Well, all right,” he said, from close behind her. “Though you’d have to do that my way too. Your place or mine?”
She spun around and nearly slammed into his chest. Backed up a hasty step and snagged her hair on the umbrella.
“Goddammit.” She tugged at her wet, snarled curls.
“You appear to be trapped.”
“Quit harassing me,” she hissed.
“In point of fact, you accosted my umbrella. Now, here. Hold this.” He pushed the handle at her and she took it, not looking at him while he used both hands to untangle her hair from the spokes. In her four-inch stilettos, she was nearly the same height, and his breath blew warm against her cheek, the rain drumming around them.
“Some temper you have there,” he murmured. “I can’t help but think that if you had something in your belly, you’d be a little sweeter.”
She decided declining to respond to that would be the better part of valor. That had sounded like an invitation. A tempting one.
“Nothing to say?” His lips whispered against her cheek.
“Let me go.”
“You’re free. For now.”
She started to pull back, thrusting the handle at him, but he wrapped his hands over hers.
“Let me make it up to you.”
“What?” Oh yes. Definitely tempting.
He returned her gaze, steady, calm. His eyes weren’t truly black, but a deep brown, framed by thick lashes any of her models would have killed to come by naturally. The gold hoop glinted in his ear and she was seized by the random desire to take it in her teeth. “I’ll make you something to eat. Something fabulous.”
“Absolutely not.”
“No?” His gaze fastened on her mouth and the moment felt oddly intimate, with the curtains of rain falling around the umbrella. “Let me feed you.”
“I’m not going to a strange man’s place—for any reason.”
“Ah.” He nodded. “I am stranger than some, it’s true. I’ll take you somewhere then. Buy you a meal. Maybe a drink. All safe and public.”
“You threw me out of your restaurant.”
“You deserved it.”
“You don’t know what I deserve.”
“Oh, but I’d love to find out. You come to my place, you play my way. If you give yourself over to me, I will show you pleasures that will keep you fed for life. A different extreme.”
Something about his tone, the heat from his body, sent arousal rippling through her. An image of the manacles on the courtyard wall slipped through her mind, taunting, compelling.
“Are we still talking about food?” She tried to sound flip, but his eyes glinted and somehow she knew he heard the desire in her voice.
“When it comes to the sensual delights, it’s all the same. Come with me for now. Let me give you a taste.”
She studied him, definitely tempted. Keeping professional distance was important, so she’d stayed in a different B&B than the rest of her colleagues. But it made for lonely evenings at times. In a week, she’d be in Paris, where she knew no one. Who knew when she’d meet another man this alluring?
“What else will you do?” he asked, as if he read her mind. “A rainy night in New Orleans is for sharing good food, a little booze, a lot of nice company.”
“I don’t know why I’m agreeing to this.”
White teeth flashed in a smile, outrageously sexy. “Because you can’t resist me, chère.”
“You wish.”
“Yes, I do. Can you walk a bit in those sexy heels?”
“What’s a little pain, in the face of what you’re promising?”
“Exactly. C’mon, New York.” He tucked her hand into the crook of his elbow. “Let me show you my city.”

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MY REVIEW:

I must say I started this book with a bit of trepidation.  Though this may come as a surprise, my mood to read erotica/bdsm novels goes in and out.  This time I wasn’t really up for it.  That being said, I wanted to give Ruby the best chance possible and keep my mind open.  The intro was somewhat intriguing, but I wasn’t so sure about the hero at first.  A few chapters in and I started to get hooked.  This book was HOT!  I became so enraptured that if another tornado hit my city I’d probably be found by rescue workers in my closet still reading it on my iPad.  Considering we’ve had two F5 tornadoes hit my area recently, plus numerous smaller ones, that’s saying something.  We are still recovering from it all.  Now back to the book…

The heroine acted a bit snobby at first and the hero came off as an arrogant jerk, but with every scene I could see the layers of the characters being pulled back.  There was so much intensity and emotion once the two of them started to open up it blew me away how the author did it.  I wasn’t sure how the H/h could possibly end up together and worried it would end up being a one week fling (you never can tell with BDSM books), but I was happy with the ending.  One could say it wrapped up a little too conveniently, but the story was so great it didn’t bother me at all.

I would warn people this novel is not for the squeamish.  There are definitely a lot of BDSM elements that wouldn’t work for some folks, but if you love erotica you should be fine.  Especially if you’re like me and appreciate a good story line with deep characters mixed into it.  I’d planned to only read this book in the series but I also read the first novel, Sapphire, and thought it was every bit as good.  The 2nd book for Facets of Passion, Platinum, didn’t work for me but I picked up another novel by Jeffe Kennedy, Petals and Thorns, and REALLY enjoyed it.  Jeffe really knows how to write vivid, steamy scenes with intense characters.  I’ll definitely be keeping an eye on this author’s future work.

Five whips for Ruby!

WhipWhipWhipWhipWhip

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Note- I was provided a free copy of this novel in exchange for an honest review.

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cfd2ec9a131a0ad8986cd8_L__V140791484_SX200_AUTHOR BIO:

Jeffe Kennedy took the crooked road to writing, stopping off at neurobiology, religious studies and environmental consulting before her creative writing began appearing in places like Redbook, Puerto del Sol, Wyoming Wildlife, Under the Sun and Aeon. An erotic novella, Petals and Thorns, came out under her pen name of Jennifer Paris in 2010, heralding yet another branch of her path, into erotica and romantic fantasy fiction. Since then, an erotic short, Feeding the Vampire, and another erotic novella, Sapphire, have hit the shelves.

Jeffe lives in Santa Fe, with two Maine coon cats, a border collie, plentiful free-range lizards and frequently serves as a guinea pig for an acupuncturist-in-training. Find her on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/Author.Jeffe.Kennedy and Twitter (@jeffekennedy) or visit her at her website http://jeffekennedy.com/.

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~ by Suzie on June 5, 2013.

One Response to “Blog tour for Ruby by Jeffe Kennedy w/book review”

  1. I agree completely on the ending. I get frustrated when romance (or erotica) novels turn out to be just flings. Takes some of the fun away.

    I can’t wait to read the rest of the series. This is the first I’d read, and I was a bit hesitant to approach it, but I ended up loving it. More!

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