Title: Crash
Author: Drew Jordan
The greatest love stories begin with blood…
There is blood. There is pain. And there is him. These are the first things I register when I wake up, the lone survivor in an Alaskan plane crash. He carries me to safety over rough terrain and brings me to his cabin in the woods. He has no name. Or none he will tell me.
As snow creeps across the harsh and isolated landscape, he is my only company. My protector, my caretaker. A fascinating enigma, with mysterious eyes, gentle hands, and a rough voice that demands more from me than I ever expected to give. I make up different stories, different names for him depending on his mood, because I know nothing about him except that he is my only connection to the real world I want to return to. So I work to please him, plotting my escape, yet all while I start to crave him and every touch of his dominating body.
He has saved me from the cold. From death. But in taking me and my body, will he destroy me?
THOUGHTS:
Erotic thriller? This story is the definition of erotic thriller!
I went in to the read knowing that this was darker than my normal kind of story and WOW!!! What a wild ride! I was on the edge of my seat turning the pages faster and faster to see what comes next.
As the story progresses we piece together that Laney has not had an easy life. We know almost nothing about her savior and you alternate between wondering whether he is a good guy or really bad guy… it’s hard to tell… THEN there are twists in the story that make you question whether Laney is all that she seems to be too! See what I mean? WILD RIDE! And this is the first book I have ever read that we end of the story without ever knowing the lead male’s name… Crazy huh?? Intrigued yet? There’s more story to come so grab this now so you can be ready for the rest!!
I received an advance copy from the author for an honest review.
Fave quotes:
Laney – “My God, his eyes were so intense. He looked like he could raise the knife and slit my throat. After giving me an orgasm”
Laney – “I was four months past my twenty-fourth birthday. I wasn’t supposed to die this young. Apparently fate had agreed and I was rattled, but really f*cking grateful.”
Stranger – “I didn’t miss sex. I missed you. I missed you before I even met you.”
Grade A
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