Title: Thrive
Series: Twisted Series, Book 3
Author: Rebecca Sherwin
Genre: Erotic Romance-Suspense
Release
Date: April
7, 2015
For
readers 18+ due to sexual content and mature themes.
Synopsis
With
everything at stake and nothing to lose, Skye Jones and 'Cut-throat' Curtis
Mason are reunited in the fight of their lives - once and for all. It's time to
face the demons of the past and the present; to reclaim the powerful,
passionate connection that brought them together; and overcome the forces that
would tear them apart. It's time to expose - and destroy - the web of lies,
deceit and betrayal woven by those around them to hold them captive, to keep
them silent, isolated and alone.
The
time has come.
There is no time to fight for survival.
There is no time to beg for revival.
There is no other option. There is no choice.
What happens now?
There is no time to fight for survival.
There is no time to beg for revival.
There is no other option. There is no choice.
What happens now?
It’s
time to Thrive…
My 5 star review
When I started Thrive
I have no idea what Rebecca Sherwin was capable of and now I know. This author
will make you fall in love with these characters, she will rip your heart out,
and then she will slowly put you back together.
Skye is one hard ass
character. I mean damn....I would have given up a long time ago, but she is a
true fighter. She is strong, courageous, caring, loyal, adoring, and broken.
Curtis is still one sexy ass beast and I still want to worship every inch of
him. This man has been through so much and you get to see a piece of that in
books one and two. I really enjoyed how you got a piece of Curtis and Skye.
BUT...this author
throws Jesse in the mix again and damn I need to know everything about Jesse
Kennedy. He is Skye and Curtis's guardian angel!
Now this book is a
love story yes but it is a whole different kind of love story that is full of
lies, sexy, lust, manipulation, fear, strength, and infinity...
I have to warn you
that you this book will have your jaw hanging wide open. I never seen any of it
coming.
So Rebecca Sherwin
congrats on the release of book 3 and I so happy and pleased with the way it
all worked itself out. I have to say that I that I am super excited to read
book 4. Like I just want to message you once and week and say "hey...how
is the writing going." All joking aside you Ms. Sherwin are a very
talented author may your characters never stop talking!
Excerpts
“Spread your legs and hold on to
the doorframe.”
I did as he asked, pressing my
heels back against the doorframe and gripping it tightly with my hands.
“Don’t let go. Don’t touch me.
Don’t move unless I tell you to. Understood?”
“Yes.”
He turned and walked back to the
room he was in earlier, leaving me in silence and near complete darkness. He
returned a few minutes later, his shirt unbuttoned and fanning out as he strode
towards me with purpose. His muscles rippled as he walked and the bruises on
his torso appeared like dark, ominous shadows in the dim light. He held a black
tie tight between his hands and stopped just in front of me with it raised
between us.
“Head down,” he ordered, void of
emotion.
He hadn’t just gone to choose a
prop; he’d taken time out to put his armour on – the mask I’d seen him wear too
many times.
“Why?” I asked, complying and
dropping my head, my eyes catching sight of our bare feet. A purr settled at
the back of my throat.
“I can't look at your eyes,” he
answered, blinding me with the tie and tying a knot behind my head. His fingers
brushed my chin and he raised my head back against the door. “And I can't bear
the thought of you looking at me.”
“What are you going to do?”
I was afraid. The anticipation
fizzed in my blood, but I was scared of what he would do. Curtis was right – we
couldn’t trust each other. I closed my eyes behind the tie and listened for
signs from Curtis other than those I’d normally see. His breathing was calm,
steady and relaxed. His voice was passive and gave nothing away, but his breath
felt warm against my neck when he leaned closer and whispered against my
hypersensitive flesh.
“I’m going to give you what you
want.”
**********
“It terrified me,” he confessed,
diverting my response. “I came out of my office and you were gone. I have to
keep you by my side.”
“No, you don’t.”
“I need you by my side.”
“Then why-?”
“Just watch.”
I turned back to face the horizon
as the sun began to rise behind it; the soft light of a new day pushed its way
into the darkness of the night before.
“I’m the darkness,” Curtis
breathed, hesitating to think about his next words. “I’m the part of the day
everyone is afraid of. The part everyone wants to end so they can move onto a
better day.”
“No, you’re not.”
“You’re the light,” he continued,
ignoring me, lost in his struggle of verbal expression. “You bring hope and
promise. You’re the part everyone looks forward to because it’s exciting and
full of energy.”
“Where are you going with this?”
Curtis curled one arm around my
shoulder and his free hand pointed to the sky in front of us. I followed his
direction, to where the light and dark met and battled for attention with shocks
of bright orange and hues of fading purple.
“We’re that part, right there, you
and me. We’re bound to collide. It’s inevitable, unavoidable. Visually it’s
beautiful, but in reality, it’s a bloody battle. The darkness will always
eclipse the light. Even now, when the sun is rising, the dark is trying to
squash it.”
“Curtis, I know what you’re trying
to say, but…”
“No, you don’t. If you stay around
me, you’ll lose your light. I can't let that happen.”
“So what you’re saying is, you
found me just to send me away again.”
“No. I’m saying I made a mistake. I
believed for years that if I found you, you would save me. I didn’t realise
that I would drag you down with me.”
“You know,” I smiled and lied back
on the blanket, watching the sky change and swirl. “You would have made your
point a lot better if you’d have done this at sunset.”
He turned his head to look down at
me, confused. I nodded for him to join me and when he did, I pointed upwards.
“What do you see?” I asked.
“The sky.”
“What colour is it?”
“Blue.”
“Exactly. The dark and light will
always collide, you’re right. But they’ll always balance each other, and the
tables will always turn. The sun doesn’t have it easy. It has to work for its
place in the sky, but it wins, Curtis. And then come sunset, it’s the dark’s
time to fight.”
“Skye-”
“We’re always going to clash. We’re
going to consume each other.
We always have.”
“I want to hurt you.” His
confession was low and filled with regret. He dropped his head and looked away,
deflating in shame.
“Good. Because I want to hurt you,
too.”
“What?” His dark eyes shot to mine
in shock.
“I’m in, Curtis. Let me save you.
Let me save us both.”
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Meet Rebecca Sherwin
Rebecca
is a coffee drinking, music loving, working single mother and writing
insomniac. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and when she’s not reading
she’s squeezing her eyes shut and willing sleep to descend.
She
writes about serious issues, giving emotional turmoil a twist and adding a
little humour and sarcasm. Her stories are real and relatable, yet unexpected
and unpredictable. Every writer was a reader first and Rebecca owes her passion
for creating and telling emotional tales to the stories she has read and the
people, places and experiences that have, and continue to, inspire her. Rebecca
wants her readers to escape to a world where fairy tales and true love exist,
wrapping her stories up with angst, passion and curveballs you won't see
coming. Her writing aims to bring problems and tragedies people face every
day to light, make them relatable and leave her readers thinking long after
they’ve read the last page.
In 2015, you will find Rebecca
signing her books at events in London, York, and Birmingham; and in 2016 she
plans to sign at Leeds, Cardiff, Liverpool, Essex and Dublin. If you are in the
area, please stop by and say hello.
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