This is a review for book one of the Crossfire Series.
Meet Eva and Gideon, or as I like to call them “Christian Grey and Ana Steele-Part Two). For those of you that don’t know what in the hell I am talking about, read my review for FIFTY SHADES OF GREY!!!!
For all of the fans of the Fifty Shades series, this is the book for you. There is a commonly known fact about the world of horror movies; they usually follow the same kind of script when it comes to developing content. It seems that this trend is now carrying over into the world o’ books.
The Recipe for an Erotic Romance by Nikki B
Take one submissive woman, preferably with emotional trauma in her past
- Insert one devastatingly handsome billionaire, preferably with his own helicopter, plane or limo
- Add a heavy cup of BDSM
- Sprinkle in some insecurities and emotional baggage
- Mix well with sexual innuendo
- Finally, top off with true love
Sylvia Day, in my opinion, is a much better writer than E.L. James. The editing in the book is MUCH better and we’re not forced to read about anyones “inner goddess” (I swear to God, if I see that term again, I will spontaneously combust).
Eva is a 24-year old woman with a history of childhood sexual abuse. Gideon Cross is a billionaire and also a survivor.
Together, they will learn what is means to let go and let love. They must learn how to not only heal themselves but learn how to heal together.
I really enjoyed this book…like REALLY enjoyed it!
Gideon Cross is über hot…
“I had never seen hair that purely black. It was glossy and slightly long, the ends drifting over his collar. That sexy length was the crowning touch of bad boy hotness over the successful businessman, like whipped cream topping on a hot fudge brownie sundae. As my mother would say, only rogues and raiders had hair like that.”
I’m picturing something like this….
Eva…let me be perfectly honest…I LOVE her! She gives me butterflies, possibly because I pictured Candice Accola the entire time
“He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.”“You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly. “I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped. Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness.”“I love you, Gideon.”
“God.” He looked at me with something that resembled disgust. Whether it was directed at me or himself, I didn’t know. “How can you say that?”
“Because it’s the truth.”
“You just see this”—he gestured at himself with a wave of his hand. “You’re not seeing the fucked-up, broken mess inside.”
I inhaled sharply. “You can say that to me? When you know I’m fucked up and broken, too?”“I’ve told you before,” he said huskily. “I’ll take you however I can get you.”
“Whatever. Don’t think I don’t know you’re topping from the bottom.”
His mouth curved with unapologetic amusement.”