Carver's Book Cravings: Blog Tour and Giveaway: Tragic Desires by A.m. Hargrove

~ Synopsis ~

My name is Gemini Sheridan. At least that’s what I thought it was for 23 years. Then one day a slight adjustment on the wheel of my mountain bike set into motion a series of catastrophic events that changed my life forever. Now I’m running from the headaches that threaten to destroy me… from the assassins that threaten to kill me… from the truth that exposes who I really am… and from the man that wants to save me. Because he now owns my heart and I fear him above all others.

My name is Drexel Wolfe and I’m a private investigator. Nothing ever stands in the way of what I want because when I see something I just take it. All of that changed the night my life collided with Gemini Sheridan’s and now everything is one hot damn mess. And the worst part of it all is that I’m trying to save her ass and I don’t know why the hell I’m even bothering. Well, that’s not exactly true. Fact is, I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s crawled into every thought I own, asleep or awake. I have serious plans for her that include making her mine. What she doesn’t know is that when I play, I play for keeps. Nothing and no one will get in my way or stop me… not even Gemini Sheridan herself.

**This book is NOT part of a series, but Drexel Wolfe, the main character, was first introduced in Tragically Flawed

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~ Review ~

5 Star Review

This was an ah-mazing book. Super sexy hot alpha male. Female that actually has a backbone and doesn't lay down and let people walk all over her.

Gemini is struggling with sever migraines from a bike crash. She is to the point she just can't handle the pain anymore. She just wants to forget the pain and get her life back. She finds relief with alcohol and drugs. She isn't looking for friends or any type of relationship because it wouldn't work. She lost her boyfriend after the accident because he couldn't deal with her mood swings caused by the pain. She doesn't understand why Drex is suddenly interested in her, but she has suspicions. Will she let him help like he claims he wants too? Or will she run?

Drex has flown to Texas to help the FBI on a case. He never expected to walk into Gemini and her trouble. He is here on a case, but has found himself stuck helping this female. He can't seem to leave her when he has a suspicion something is going on with her. He doesn't do relationships, but he finds himself wanting to get to know Gemini. Something about her brings out his protective side. Can he help her? Or will he run away from her?

This is one of the best books written by A.m. Hargrove. It is a must read book. A.m. will have you on the edge of your seat wondering what will happen next and how everything plays out. This is a MUST read book and will be on my Top Reads List!!!!

~ Excerpt ~

This is not good. I know better than to start this, but something pulls at me from down deep and for once in my life, I’m not in control of my actions. Oh, I suppose I could stop. But that’s the last damn thing I want to do. Her long hair is nothing but wet tangles hanging down her back. Her gorgeous black fuck-me eyes stare straight into mine and I want to tumble head first into them and never crawl out. And don’t even get me started on her mouth. When her tongue flicks across her lower lip, there’s no doubt I have to taste her again. Oh, fuck me now. Please.

She’s in my arms and her mouth is on mine before I can think twice. There’s no hesitation, either. It’s me, her, and nothing but the skimpy scrap of cloth between us. And that’s where I have to draw the line. I don’t want to. God, I don’t want to. I’d like nothing more than to jerk that towel away from her and see what lies beneath, but I refrain. It would be wrong on all kinds of levels, but God help me, it’s all I can think of right now.

And then she lets the damn thing go to put her arms around my neck so I know that with one tiny movement, it would fall at our feet. Give me some damn strength because I sure as fuck need it.

My cock is nearly busting through my jeans and I’m kissing her with a ferocity I need to tame. But it’s impossible because her passion matches mine. It’s like I’m back in high school again, hormones raging, making out with my latest girl. But this is way more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced. Unfortunately, my need for oxygen necessitates that I break off the kiss. When I do, I rub my cheek against hers and move my lips close to her ear.

“Goddamn, Onyx. I need a minute here.” My breath comes in rough bursts. Her fingers tighten in my hair and I feel her tug, so I lean back to look at her. “Everything okay with you?” I want to make sure she’s good with this.

“More than okay, I’d say.” Then her hand moves to my cheek in a tender caress, her thumb tracing my brow. She looks as though she wants to say something but isn’t sure if she should. Then that same thumb travels to my lips and she traces my lower one until I capture it with my teeth and give it a gentle bite. She studies me intently and finally says, “I’ve never been kissed like that before.”

“Like what?”

She shakes her head a little. I’m not sure if that means she doesn’t know or if it means something else.

Then she lets out a tiny laugh and says, “I don’t know. I guess so thoroughly. Or maybe so passionately.” And then she kisses me and we’re at it again. And I know that I want this girl. I want inside of her. I want her on top of me and underneath me. But I won’t take her. I can’t. At least not here or now. My dick is not happy about this, but too bad. I can’t let her go just yet, so I hold her even tighter and move my hand into her wet hair as I cup the back of her head. I imagine what it would feel like to sink my fingers into the cheeks of her sweet ass.

Our tongues twist and play as we discover all the hidden secrets of each other’s mouths until we’re both breathless once again. Of all the women I’ve ever been with, she has the power to brand me with just her soft touch and her mouth. Oh dear God, that mouth of hers. I know it will be the only thing I can think of for days on end … how those lips would feel wrapped around my dick and her tongue working me over. That, and how I want to be inside her.

When we break, I say, “Don’t move, Onyx, or you’ll be naked.” Why do I have to be such a fucking gentleman now?

Her sigh is so damn sexy, I want that towel to fall away, just so I can glimpse her. “Thanks for reminding me.” Her voice is breathy and my damn pants grow tighter, if that’s possible.

“Gemini, I wish I could photograph you right now because I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.”

At first she gapes and then lets out a hearty laugh. “I’m a mess! My hair is lopsided. I didn’t brush it. I have bruises all over my face. I must look awful.”

“No, you don’t. Awful doesn’t exist when it comes to you. You look sexy as fuck, bruises and all.” I take her hand and put it on me. “See what I mean?”

She stills and our eyes meet. “I … I think you’re sexy too.” Her voice is so husky, my dick jerks when she speaks.

“I think you need to get dressed because if you don’t, I may stop acting the gentleman.”

Her face falls. Was that disappointment? I hope so because I don’t want her to get dressed. I want her naked as hell.

My arms tighten around her for a second and then I kiss the top of her head, right before I lift her chin. “My men should be here any second.”

“Oh! I forgot all about that.”

I take her hand and put it on her towel. “Hold on to this unless you want me to see you naked.”

“I don’t mind if you see me naked. I’d love to be naked with you, Drex.”

~ Author Bio ~

One day, on her way home from work as a sales manager, A. M. Hargrove, realized her life was on fast forward and if she didn't do something soon, it would quickly be too late to write that work of fiction she had been dreaming of her whole life. So, she rolled down the passenger window of her fabulous (not) company car and tossed out her leather briefcase. Luckily, the pedestrian in the direct line of fire was a dodge ball pro and had über quick reflexes enabling him to avoid getting bashed in the head. Feeling a tad guilty about the near miss, A. M. made a speedy turn down a deserted side street before tossing her crummy, outdated piece-of-you-know-what laptop out the window. She breathed a liberating sigh of relief, picked up her cell phone, called her boss and quit her job. Grinning, she made another call to her hubs and told him of her new adventure (after making sure his heart was beating properly again).

So began A. M. Hargrove's career as a YA/NA and Adult Romance writer. Her books include the following: Edge of Disaster, Shattered Edge and Kissing Fire (The Edge Series); The Guardians of Vesturon series (Survival, Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent and Beginnings); Dark Waltz and Tragically Flawed.

Other than being in love with writing about being in love, she loves chocolate, ice cream and coffee and is positive they should be added as part of the USDA food groups.

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