Series: Briarcrest Academy #1
Published by Self-Published on September 7, 2013
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult
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Born into a life of privilege and secrets, Nora Blakely has everything any nineteen-year-old girl could desire. She’s an accomplished pianist, a Texas beauty queen, and on her way to Princeton after high school. She’s perfect…
Leaving behind her million-dollar mansion and Jimmy Choos, she becomes a girl hell-bent on pushing the limits with alcohol, drugs, and meaningless sex.
Then she meets her soulmate. But he doesn’t want her.
When it comes to girls, twenty-five-year-old Leo Tate has one rule: never fall in love. His gym and his brother are all he cares about...until he meets Nora. He resists the pull of their attraction, hung up on their six year age difference.
As they struggle to stay away from each other, secrets will be revealed, tempers will flare, and hearts will be broken.
Welcome to Briarcrest Academy…where sometimes, the best things in life are Very Bad Things.
Nora is this very attractive and intelligent young woman who strikes out publicly in the worst way possible. For someone who seemed to have everything I was immediately enraptured in the story wanting to know what would cause her to suddenly want to tarnish her perfect image.
A witness to her public outburst is Leo Tate. Once he first sees her he is caught in her spell. Her show of defiance intrigues him. It takes one crazy encounter and he knows that she is trouble… She tries to seduce him and even if he is just as attracted to her physically he rejects her thinking that there is no way that Nora is old enough or mature enough to handle him. With such a huge age gap what could they possible have in common right?
While the back and forth may be overwhelming for some in my opinion the angst between these two was crazy ridiculous. In the beginning I thought that these two would never work since they were obviously in very different stages in their lives but the author laid out their story in such an amazingly creative way it left me mesmerized.
I also thought that the character building was terrific especially in the case of Leo. He is just remarkable – having to give up his dream to care for his kid brother when he was basically a kid himself, he was responsible and always driven and I was impresses that despite his success he never let it get to him. His control with Nora was also admirable. I can’t believe after all she did… he was able to resist her. Loved the guy!
For me there were some minor issues that weren’t addressed in the end (not a cliffhanger) but I’m sure it would lead us to an even better Book 2 otherwise I thought it was all around terrific.
I for one am truly impressed with this debut author and I am definitely looking forward to reading more of her work. In my book…Very Bad Things is a 1-clicker.
“I got one last request, and I’ll never ask again,” Leo said.
“What?” I croaked out.
He set his books on a shelf and then took mine and set them beside his. He tugged me to him until our chests were touching.
“What are you doing?” I mumbled in confusion.
He put his hands on either side of my face and slid them into my hair, letting out a breath as if in relief. “Just saying goodbye, Nora.”
“You’re going to kiss me?” I asked, tears pricking my eyes at the sadness in his face.
“Please, just this last time, Buttercup,” he said.
And with that one word, I was his.
He lowered his head, his gaze holding me captive. When our lips touched, his heated eyes stayed open and mine did, too. My mouth melted into his, moaning as his hot tongue explored the details of my tongue, my teeth, my lips. We started slow but it escalated rapidly, the passion between us burning higher and higher. He owned me with his mouth, and I was lost.
I palmed his ass, grinding myself against him. He hissed at the increased pressure and pushed me back against the sturdy bookshelf, positioning me so his hips fit into my pelvis. I lifted one of my legs, and he caught it and wrapped it around him.
“Say my name,” he muttered gruffly as I sucked hard at his neck. He grunted, and I dug my nails into his back as I kissed my way around his collarbone, sucking another spot.
“Say it, Nora.”
“Leo, Leo, Leo,” I pleaded, arching my back and pushing into him.
He shuddered. “Fucking love that,” he whispered.
He placed his lips back on mine, dominating my mouth, like a man starved. All I could think about was him, him, him . . . his lips, his tongue, his taste, his butterscotch smell. I wanted all of him, and I’d never have him, and that thought made me frantic. I gripped him tighter, pushed my nails deeper, and kissed him harder.
I never wanted to say goodbye.