King and Pup are back in this exciting conclusion to the King Series by T.M. Frazier releasing August 17th!
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I. Remember. Everything.
Only now I wish I didn’t.
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a
vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull
toward King that grows stronger every day.
He’s already saved me in more ways than one.
Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else…
He cupped my ass and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “There was one point I’d made the decision to tell you the truth. I owed you that much. But then all the shit went down with Isaac and Preppy, so when I made the deal with your father for Max, I thought I was doing you a favor by giving you your life back and getting you out of all the shit that came with being in mine.”
I squeezed my thighs around his waist, rubbing myself against his hardness. I moaned. “But you weren’t giving me my life back.” I corrected. I placed my palms on his cheeks and held his face in my hands, searching for any sign in his eyes that what I felt for him might have been wrong, but instead what I found was a resounding need to fix what was broken between us. Tears formed in my eyes. “You were taking it away.” King’s lips parted. He ran his thumb across my lower lip, turning his head he kissed his way up my arm.
“Goosebumps,” King observed, running his fingertips across my already stimulated skin. I bit my lip and stifled a moan.
“It’s just the heat," I lied.
"You've got that fucking right," King growled, bending my wrist behind my back, his lips came crashing down over mine. We were a tangling of lips, clanking of teeth, sloshing through the water to better line ourselves up with each other. It wasn't pretty.
It was need.
"I’m still fucking mad at you for letting me go,” I said into his mouth, while our tongues did things other parts of me throbbed to do.
King stilled and held my face away from his, our chests heaving in unison, my erect nipples rubbing against his hot hard skin as we panted together. Our breaths mingled in the air. He ran his hand down the side of my face and cupped my cheek in his palm. "I didn't give you away, Pup. I released you."
I stilled. "You released me?" I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice. For some reason, releasing me sounded worse than letting me go.
King ran his tongue across the tip of my earlobe, holding me tightly against his warmth. Chills ran down my spine and into my very core and they had nothing to do with the temperature of the rain.
"I tried to release you, Pup. For Max. But there was a major problem with that plan, and no matter what happened, it would never have worked," King confessed.
"Why is that?" I asked, needing to know, but at the same time acutely aware of the pulsing between my legs. Relief and release was only a scrap or two of fabric away. Throbbing for me.
"The problem was…you never released me," King growled, crashing his lips to mine. He moaned into my mouth when I rubbed myself up against his straining erection. He pushed the fabric of my shorts aside and the second he parted my folds with his index finger, I shuddered. He plunged a long index finger inside of me, and for a second my eyes rolled back in my head until he withdrew it. I cried out in frustration, wiggling myself against him, needing him to make me feel anything other than empty.
King snarled. “You seem to have forgotten who the fuck I am, Pup. So I'm going to remind you.” He pressed his hips against mine. “I'm the man who took you against your will and handcuffed you to my fucking bed. I'm the man who wanted you, so I fucking kept you." He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to being mine?"
King lifted me onto the dresser and pushed himself between my legs, forcing my legs apart. He held my wrists behind my back forcing my shoulders backwards and pushing my chest into his. My dress rode up to the tops of my thighs. King pushed a strand of hair behind my ears and leaned in to me, his lips just a breath away from mine. The room was getting hot. I couldn't breathe. I needed...I don't know what I needed. "No more questions."
I opened my mouth to argue. "Stop fucking talking," he snapped.
King lifted me off the dresser and carried me and set me down in front of the full-length mirror that hung on the closet door. He stood behind me. A head taller than me and outweighing me by a hundred pounds, our differences had never been more obvious. His dark jeans and dark tank top were a stark contrast to my little white eyelet sundress. My pale skin next to his tanned. My white hair to his black. It was a sight that made my knees weak. Because although the reflection in the mirror made our differences obvious, it also made me see how well the two fit together.
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About the Author
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
(Signed Set of King & Tyrant)
~5 LOVING KING STARS~
"She owned me. Heart and black f**king soul." -King
Tyrant is the long awaited follow up to T.M. Frazier's KING which was released earlier this summer. King is a read that brought me straight to my knees. It's no secret that after King was released (and consumed), kindles were crashing, hearts were breaking, tears were falling, and alcohol consumption was at a high. How could it end with such a heartbreaking cliffhanger? I can personally attest to the torment my heart was feeling upon finishing KING. Whatever disease ate away at my heart, Tyrant was and is the cure! TYRANT was able to relieve any and all fears, heal all hurts, answer every question, and allow my heart to succumb to more tenderness than I ever thought possible from the infamous "bad boy" King!
King is in the clutches of a lawman and is being taken away. Doe is with her father "the senator" and, unbeknownst to her, she is a mother. Both main characters are thrust into the unknown. Both are experiencing the pain of being torn apart. Can they ever find their way back together after so much destruction?
"I kept telling myself I didn't have anything to offer her, but that wasn't true. I had love."-King
It takes King about one hot second to realize that he is in a bad situation. He grapples to find a way out. As he breaks away from the strongholds, he recognizes that he should have never made a deal with the devil.
"He took my girl. He wanted to take my life. His payment would be in blood."-King
Doe is in a state of confusion. When we first met her, she had no memory of who she was. Then she was consumed with KING and found peace in his arms. Now she is thrust back into the murky waters of the unknown. She fears the memories of her past. She questions her future. She doesn't know who she can trust. Doe now has her family and friends to help her find her way. Instead of finding answers, more questions weigh her down and she begins to feel like she is drowning. The lingering memory of King haunts her like a spirit that won't fly away.
"There was only one person whose very presence could quiet my overwhelmingly loud fear of the dark. King"-Doe
As the plot thickens, tension is high. King and Bear must battle the devils of their past and Doe must face the devils of her present. All while grieving the loss of their friend and feeling the pain of not being together. Can King and Doe find peace in each other's arms again? How did Doe loose her memory in the first place? Can we truly find peace after such a torrential storm?
"You can be pissed off and still love someone at the same time."-Doe
Tyrant is one action packed read full of passion, lust, desire, love, and tenderness. The characters are complex and thoroughly developed throughout. Each moment is set with precision and carried out with detail rich in colors. The ownership that King and Doe share for each other is unsurpassable by all of their enemies. I was clearly taken by the book from the first page but as the journey begins to really take off, I was unable to put the book down. Each twist and turn held me captive. The desperation I felt for both King and Doe was intense and felt deeply! With every question that was answered, a new question was asked. The story arc was well crafted with a complete beginning, middle, and end. It is unknown how T.M Frazier is able to break me and put me back together again and again. I only know that I look forward to every time she does it.
"This. You. This is everything."-King
Overall, I highly recommend both King and Tyrant to anyone who enjoys a dirty and dark romance full of passion and tenderness. I was moved by both the individual and collective stories of King and Doe. Additionally, the ever present supporting characters continue to bring humor and joy throughout. The sexual chemistry between King and Doe is erotic and the love they share for each other is truly the heartbeat of their story. I was beyond pleased to see some of my favorite T.M. characters resurface in Tyrant. It was a beautiful reminder that they are still living and breathing and happy. I simply cannot rave enough about the action, suspense, and mystery in this read. Simply put, Tyrant does not disappoint. As for Ms. Frazier, I am in awe of her mad writing skills and my kindle and I are anxiously awaiting for more. Bring it!
"I will always find my way back to you , baby. Always."-King
~ARC graciously provided by TRSOR Promotions in exchange for an honest review publisher in exchange for an honest review!~