A ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ Review for DENIAL by Lisa Renee Jones (Excerpts Included)

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Meet Kayden in Book one in the CARELESS WHISPERS series. This is a standalone spin-off of the INSIDE OUT series (soon to be a TV show) that follows Ella Ferguson, Sara McMillan’s best friend. #SayYesToKayden
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From New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones, the first book in the CARELESS WHISPERS series.

Please note: This is the standalone spinoff of the INSIDE OUT series. New readers can enjoy this without reading INSIDE OUT but those who love INSIDE OUT will FINALLY find out what happened to Ella!

Ella Ferguson awakes alone in Italy, unsure of who she is, and a gorgeous man has claimed her as his own. He’s tall, dark, and sexy, with money and power, the kind of man who makes a girl want to be possessed. And he does possess her, whispering wicked wonderful promises to her, stealing her trust and her heart. Soon though, the past finds her, yanking her from a cocoon of passion and safety. Everything is not how it seems. The truth will shatter her world, but it can set her free, if it doesn’t destroy her first.

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A ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ Review for DENIAL by Lisa Renee Jones

Once again Lisa Renee Jones has given readers of her beloved Inside Out Series another series to fall in love with: Careless Whispers. A seductively intriguing and mysteriously captivating story filled with sexual tension and suspense at every turn that will be sure to have readers hooked from page one.

Imagine waking up with amnesia–no memories of who you are, but knowing there is something not right about the way you look. A nagging feeling that perhaps you are running from someone or something, but you just can’t seem to put the pieces together. Just that alone is enough to warrant a story line, but imagine waking up and not only being unsure of who you are, but also finding yourself staring into the face of a man so handsome and powerful you can’t help but place your trust in him. Do you trust the man stating back at you? Do you give in to the powerful force that surrounds him?

And vowing to protect Ella is exactly what Kayden promised to do. But what happens when the man you think is there to protect you may not be the man you think he is? When the power, the secrets, and the mystery that surrounds this alpha male seem too closely connected to the memories you can’t find. So when the memories and the past begin to flood Ella’s world, causing her to question all she has tried to trust and believe, Ella begins to realize that not everything is what it seems, and sometimes you have to trust your basic instincts.

Although this book can be read alone, I will have a far grater impact on the story if the readers have read both the Inside Out Series and the Life of Amy Benson Series. Using creative magic, Jones has woven together secrets from both series to share where Ella has been and how much danger she faces.

*A cliffhanger to the newest series. Please note that you will not know everything that has happened to Ella or where she has been. Those secrets and others will be revealed throughout this outstanding series!

 

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Excerpt
I couldnโ€™t sleep. I meant to go to the kitchen and then I ended up here because I wanted . . .โ€ His reaction cuts like his anger. โ€œJust never mind.โ€ I try to move around him but his hands press to the wall beside me, caging me, and now Iโ€™m angry. โ€œAre we doing this again? Donโ€™t bully me. My stupid flashbacks are doing a fine job of that on their own. I said Iโ€™m sorry. Just let me go back to my room.โ€
โ€œYou wanted what?โ€
โ€œI wanted you to do what you swore you could,โ€ I blurt, having nothing to lose when everything is already gone.
โ€œOnly I donโ€™t want you to fuck me until I canโ€™t remember my name. I want you to fuck me until I stop thinking about that man and the gun. Because you were right. Memories are the enemies that never die. But I know you donโ€™t wantโ€”โ€
His hand slides under my hair and he drags me to him, my hand flattening on the hard wall of his chest. โ€œI do want. So fucking bad itโ€™s killing me.โ€
My palm is directly over his heart, and I can feel it racing, the air around us crackling with barely contained passion. โ€œI donโ€™t need a hero to save my virtue tonight. I need you. So please. Fuck me and then fuck with my head so no one else can. Let me choose my own sins.โ€
He is stone, unmoving, his body steel, his expression unreadable, the sexual tension crackling between us. โ€œYou want sin, sweetheart,โ€ he says. โ€œIโ€™ll give you sin.โ€ His mouth closes down on mine, his tongue licking into my mouth, wicked with demand, and I can taste his hunger, his need. A deep, aching need I want to fill.

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Excerpt #2 (previously posted)
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His hand slides to my back and he leans me toward the table, forcing me to catch myself on my elbows. He holds me there, his body cradling mine, his lips a breath from a touch. โ€œI wonโ€™t let you fall.โ€
โ€œI know,โ€ I say, and I do now. Beyond time and reason, I trust this man.
His mouth brushes mine and then trails down my jaw, slowly teasing a path to my ear, where he whispers, โ€œIโ€™m not going to claim to own you the way he did.โ€ He flattens his hands on my belly, possessiveness in the touch. โ€œIโ€™m just going to make you wish I did.โ€
My lips part with the erotic promise, and he is already kissing me, licking into my mouth, his tongue a sultry, seductive promise that he can make good on his vow. And while I do not wish anyone to own me again, I want what he offers in a way that defies reason.
He nips my lips and licks away the sweet ache, and somehow I feel that lick between my thighs where I am already wet and aching. His whiskers rasp on my cheek, down my neck to my shoulder, a wicked burn that is torment and pleasure at the same time. Like he is. His hands settle on my waist, lingering there, teasing me with all the places they could go, until finally he is caressing my body, up and down, a slow, sexy, torturous exploration.
He pinches my nipples again and he is not gentle, but I do not seem to want gentle. My sex clenches and my knees crush his hips. His lips curve to a small, satisfied smile that is wickedly sexy, and rawly male. He leans in and licks one of my throbbing nipples, sending a shiver down my spine, and I arch upward, the table biting into my elbows, but I do not care. He is sucking me, dragging deep on the knotted peak, and pleasure tingles through my nerve endings, my sex, forcing my legs to squeeze his hips again.
My arms tremble with my weight and he responds without me asking, moving closer and laying me on top of the table. My spine flattens on the hard surface and he lingers above me. โ€œI want more.โ€
โ€œMore what?โ€
โ€œEverything,โ€ he says, his lips nuzzling my ear as he repeats, โ€œEverything, Ella. Can I have it?โ€
The question affects me, but not as much as the way he waits, genuinely seeking my approval. He takes power but somehow gives it to me as well, and this is freedom to me, safety. Things I do not think I have often felt in my life. โ€œYes,โ€ I whisper. โ€œYes.โ€
He inhales as if my approval surprises and pleases him, as if it is a gift he relishes, not a property he owns. And it is then that I give myself the freedom to just let go, the muscles in my body easing in ways they hadnโ€™t before. I do give him everything. His mouth caresses mine and he whispers, โ€œThatโ€™s what I wanted,โ€ as if he knows Iโ€™ve made that decision.
And already his lips are traveling down my neck, tongue flicking here and there, his hand caressing, squeezing my breast. He assaults my senses with pleasure, touching me, kissing me, driving away my memories and enemies. His whiskers rasp my belly, his lips pressing to the center, his tongue flickering into my navel, and I tremble with the silent promise it will soon be where I want it to be. His hand flattens over my sex, inches lower until he is flicking my clit, back and forth, back and forth.
He lifts my legs to his shoulders, spreading me wide, and I am vulnerably his, and aroused beyond belief. He lowers his head, his breath a warm tease on my sensitive places, and I grip the edge of the table, bracing myself for what is to come. He laps at my nub, the barely there touch, and I am breathing hard, wishing I could touch him, incapable of moving, and the muscles of my sex clench so tightly it hurts.
He licks my clit and I am both relieved and on edge in the same moment, ready for more, for that everything he has promised me. Another lick follows. Yes, please, more, I think, and as if heโ€™s heard my silent plea, he gives it to me. His hands slide beneath my backside and he lifts me to his mouth, and it is nothing shy of sweet bliss when his mouth closes down around me. He sucks, drawing deeply on my sensitive flesh, lapping at me, licking me again in all the right ways and right places. I am panting and moaning, and I barely recognize the sounds as my own. Sensations ripple through me and when his fingers slide inside me, I am undone, tumbling into orgasm. The intensity jerks my body and I lose all time and space. Itโ€™s escape, sweet, blissful escape, and he keeps me there, slowly bringing me down, the licks of his tongue growing softer, slower. Until I am sated, limp, and he pulls me back onto his lap, my head resting on his shoulder, his hand flattening between my shoulder blades.
โ€œEverything or nothing,โ€ he whispers, and this time, I do not believe he is talking about orgasms and pleasure.
I lean back to look at him, and the idea of what we are becoming is a sweet seduction, threatened by the emptiness of my past. โ€œWhat if everything is too much?โ€
He drags two fingers down my cheek. โ€œSweetheart, I donโ€™t have a ceiling. Weโ€™re going to find out if you do.โ€

 

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For more information about Lisa’s CARELESS WHISPERS series and to read chapters one and two of DENIAL visit her website at:
http://lisareneejones.com/connected-books/careless-whispers/

About the Author:

lisa renne jones new bioNew York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT SERIES, and is now in development by Suzanne Todd (Alice in Wonderland) for cable TV. In addition, her Tall, Dark and Deadly series and The Secret Life of Amy Bensen series, both spent several months on a combination of the NY Times and USA Today lists.

Watch the video on casting for the INSIDE TV Show HERE

Since beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has published more than 40 books translated around the world. Booklist says that Jones suspense truly sizzles with an energy similar to FBI tales with a paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or Suzanne Brockmann.

Prior to publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by Dallas Women Magazine. In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at on her website and she is active on twitter and facebook daily.

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