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Hi I'm Janna and I am a book whore! I started this blog after being a part of another for years. While being a big blog may be nice I like to stay true to me having a love for books, that's why I blog. I love books and I want to share that love with my readers of this blog. I love to read, books are my escape and a huge part of my life besides my husband and two children. I am honest and sometimes sassy in my reviews but never mean. Some of my favorite authors include Kristen Ashley, Penelope Douglas, T.M. Frazier, M.N. Forgy, Rachel Van Dyken, Meghan March and Vi Keeland to only name a few!

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Blog Tour! Enrage By Rachel Van Dyken

Enrage, an all-new sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller Rachel Van Dyken is available NOW!!

Enrage is the next standalone in the international best selling mafia series, Eagle Elite.

Part of a world I loathe.

Part of a family who hates me more than I hate myself.

Living with a girl who reminds me of my darkness.

I'm. In. Hell.

Also known as the Cosa Nostra.

My life was over the minute I stepped off that plane.

Son to a murdered mob boss.

Heir to a throne of murder and lies.

My name is Dante Nicolasi.

And there will be blood.

I am having a hard time finding the perfect words to describe all that I felt while reading Enrage. Heartbreak, angst, anger, betrayal, and so many more things. I laughed, I cried, I screamed and I cursed both the characters and Ms. Van Dyken all the while being unable to tear myself away from all that was happening. There is so many things that I want to scream and shout about but I don’t want to spoil it because this is a book that you have to read it like you are LIVING it, you have to FEEL every emotion and you have to EXPERIENCE it without it being spoiled for you. Just know this I cried, I cried harder than I cried when I read Elude. It was beyond beautiful and heart breaking. My heart has been obliterated beyond repair and yet I LOVED this book I think the most out of the entire series. This one broke me, I thought when Nixon was so cruel to Trace in the first book that I wouldn't feel that sad in this series again, but Elude, even knowing because Andi was sick, that it would be emotional but I am shredded, utterly shredded at the moment. Enrage has topped them all.

If you have not read this series yet please read the other books before starting Enrage, each book builds off the others, characters in the previous books play huge roles in other books but mainly you should read the previous books so you get the entire picture of what is going on or you may not understand the significance of the events in Enrage.

Dante and El, their story is at times so intense you don’t know how things will turn out. Dante never wanted to be in this life but now the role he is to take is so much more than simple. He has a darkness inside of him but that darkness is not a weakness, it makes him stronger, smarter and possibly more dangerous. El has been dealt a bad hand at life, what she went through was horrible and the secrets revealed about her are ones I didn’t see coming. During their story more is happening, things that will have all those emotions I describe above go into overdrive. You could see the writing on the walls but prayed you were wrong. I won’t give anything away because I refuse to ruin it but that was one of the hardest things to read.

Rachel Van Dyken has the ability to completely addict her readers to the characters she writes, the storylines that entrap you so fully that you feel like you are living it yourself. Enrage is a book I am still thinking about after reading it and it very well may be one that Rachel Van Dyken may not be able to top, but I hope she does because this book whore is anxiously awaiting the next book.

Dante slammed his hand into the tree, his jaw popped as he gritted his teeth together and then calm washed over him as he whispered near my ear, “Want me to kill him?” A few people walked by and stared at us, it looked like he was kissing my neck, like we were normal college students sharing a moment. Nope. Wrong story, kiddos. He just offered to kill someone for offending me, run along, nothing to see here. “After,” I said. “Kill him after he stops being useful to you, to the bosses.” I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth, what I was agreeing to. “Yes.” Dante pulled back, his face broke out into a smile. “How messed up is it that I’m actually looking forward to that moment?” I gulped. “It’s in your blood.” “I wish it wasn’t,” he said gruffly. “I wish I didn’t crave it — dream about it — almost as much as I wish I didn’t feel guilt every day because of it.” I sighed and put my hands on his chest, then ran them up around his neck, he didn’t move, or flinch, so maybe we were having a moment as our mouths almost touched. “The only shame in life, is not being who you were truly born to be. If that means you kill the bad guys — kill the bad, guys Dante. Just don’t lose your soul in the process.” “And if it’s already gone?” He croaked his eyes darkening as he slowly leaned in until his forehead touched mine. Days ago I would have been terrified that his body was this close. Days ago, I would have shoved him away and run. Days ago, I would have shuddered that his bloodstained hands were running up and down my skin. But today. Today was different. Today I closed my eyes and drank in the wicked scent of Dante Nicolasi, the cologne mixed with soap. I inhaled. And opened my eyes again. Yesterday I was angry. I was afraid. Today. Against the tree. Pinned by Dante’s arms. I was safe. “I’ll help you find it,” I whispered. “Just don’t damn yourself in the process, El.” He cupped my face with his right hand, his eyes fell to my mouth, his half-lidded seductive look could stop a girl dead in her tracks. The wives always talked about how attractive his father was, even at an older age. Almost like he’d aged backward. Dante was no different. If it was possible for a human to get more attractive by the day — he’d be the one to prove you right. “Are you going to kiss me again?” I asked hopefully. “No.” He pulled away. My heart sank into my stomach. “Because I don’t want to start something I have no intention of stopping.” My head jerked, our eyes locked, and I saw it. The honesty. “Told you I’d never lie to you, El.” His voice had a warning edge to it, like I shouldn’t push him, push whatever invisible boundaries he’d mentally set up between us. His eyes never left mine. And I knew, this was what he looked like when he was telling the truth. His eyes pierced through my defenses in an unapologetic search for my heart, my soul. And I let them. “We should get to class.” I finally found my voice and started walking, he fell into step beside me. And I spent the rest of the day thinking about the non-kiss. And the promise that came with it.

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Meet the Author:

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!