Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Blog Tour Review, Excerpt & Giveaway: Deliver by Pam Godwin

His name was Joshua Carter. Now it's whatever she wants it to be.

She is a Deliverer.

She lures young men and delivers them to be sold. She delivers the strikes that enforce their obedience. She delivers the sexual training that determines their purchase price. 

As long as she delivers, the arrangement that protects her family will hold. 

Delivering is all she knows.

The one thing she can't deliver is a captive from slavery.

Until him.

And her stubborn slave thinks he can deliver her...from herself.

Romantic Thriller
Stand Alone (no cliff-hanger).
The sequel is coming Summer 2014.
Content warning: Graphic sex, violence, and psychological abuse. Age 18+ only.
*ARC provided by author for an honest review*

As soon as I read the synopsis for this book, I knew I HAD to read it! A woman who is the one that does the kidnapping, breaking down and delivering of a s** slave??

SOLD! And as I expected, this author did not disappoint.

Now, I will start out by saying that this is not as dark as Beneath the Burn. Definitely not a light and fluffy love story but also not the darkest thing I have read. I honestly think it is the perfect book for those who have wanted to take a walk on the "dark" side but have been scared to for one reason or another. It is the perfect introduction to this genre (IMO at least).

I loved getting dual POV's (Liv and Josh). It really helped to see things from both perspectives, especially Josh's. Hearing his thoughts when he realizes what is happening to him was heartbreaking. And his belief that he could somehow change Liv was touching, if not shocking. This chick just kidnapped him and yet he wants to see the good in her and help her. But as the story progresses, you learn there is more to Liv than we originally thought, which adds a nice twist or two to the storyline.

The pace of the story is perfect. I was glued to my iPad from page one and could not stop reading until the last page. It does not end on a cliffhanger, but there are a few things left unresolved at the end. I had to know if there would be another book, which I am happy to report there will be, (YAY!!)

A 5+++ star read for me!

On his back, muscles bared, bound, and stretched the full length of the box, he was an erotic picture. She was a criminal, and as ashamed as she was by that, the disgusting, fucked-up part of her anticipated spending the next ten weeks touching every inch of this man.
She dragged her gaze from his body to his face, and guilt slammed into her.
He stared up at her with so much pain in his eyes. Don’t hurt my parents.”
Her gut twisted. She knew that pain, lived it every day. She leaned in, lips hovering a breath away, and repeated what Mr. E had said to her. “That’s up to you.”
Resolve hardened his face. She knew that emotion, too. Her time in the box was permanently carved in memory, which had made Van’s threats of returning her there an effective form of control in her training.
Tendrils of resentment coiled around her throat. To dwell on her or the boy’s predicament would only bring irresponsible hesitation. So she did what she always did to distract her thoughts.
She reached into the cold place inside her, searching for something yearning she could sing with dispassion. The beginning verses of “What It Is” by Kodaline fell past her lips and shivered through the room. She sang with an icy pitch as she removed a blindfold from the trunk by the box and tied it over his wide, glaring eyes.
To deprive smell, a swimmer’s nose plug went on next. He could breathe through his mouth, and the cracks in the box allowed airflow, but it wouldn’t feel that way to him once she shut the lid.
The skin on his face was hot and damp, the muscles beneath jerking against her fingers. She continued to sing as she cuffed headphones over his ears, plugged them into the tablet outside of the box, and activated the timer. Twenty minutes of heart-hammering silence.
The music in her voice strangled, stopped. Twenty minutes alone with his thoughts. Then the misery would begin.
“It’s just the way it is,” she murmured with an ache in her throat.
His body was motionless, but she didn’t miss the goosebumps creeping across his skin or the slight tremor in his cheeks. The sudden desire to comfort him drew her closer, bending her at the waist, until her mouth brushed his, softly, unjustly. His lips pulled away in a quiver that she felt throughout her body.
She straightened and rubbed her breastbone, unable to soothe the ache beneath it. I’m so sorry.” A whisper, too low to pass through the earphones.
Then she closed the lid.
Pam Godwin lives in the Midwest with her husband, their two children, and a foulmouthed parrot. When she ran away, she traveled fourteen countries across five continents, attended three universities, and married the vocalist of her favorite rock band.

Java, tobacco, and dark romance novels are her favorite indulgences, and might be considered more unhealthy than her aversion to sleeping, eating meat, and dolls with blinking eyes.
5 winners will win a signed copy of Deliver by Pam Godwin (Open International) 


1 comment:

  1. Amazing review! Thanks so much for reading and participating in the blog tour.