Sunday, 31 August 2014

Severed Justice by Ava Manello and K.T Fisher

Severed Justice
KT Fisher and Ava Manello
Release Date: 31st August 2014
Genre: erotic romance/suspense

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Your favourite Severed MC returns with more chaos, more danger and more fireworks.
Satan may be gone but the danger isn't.
With revenge on the cards from more than one player and hot blooded new comer Justice stirring things up, the people in the town of Severed are in for one hell of a ride.


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The van is hot as hell. I’m watching the house across the street because I know he’s in there. The fucking dick!

I know for a fact he hasn’t left because I’ve been sitting here all fucking day. It’s finally dark, and any time now the little shit is going to leave the house. Then he’s mine.

Cowboy’s with me, but he’s been quiet the whole time. He’s still hurting over losing Cassie and I can’t blame him, it’s only been a few months. Satan may be dead, but it doesn’t stop the guilt we all feel that we weren’t quick enough to save her, nor smart enough to work out what was going on under our own roof.

I straighten up in my seat as I see the hallway light go out. I nudge Cowboy awake, motioning towards the house. It’s time.

I clench my fists as I watch Ted walk over to his car. The slimy piece of shit has been leading my sister on, no fucking way am I letting him off with that shit! My sister means everything to me. Ted is unlocking his car door, when my arm goes around his throat. My approach as always is silent. Deadly.

“What? Who? You can’t do this to me.” He starts to protest, struggling in my arms.

“Shut the fuck up. You’re going to walk over to that van, quiet as a mouse or I’ll start carving pieces of you off as we walk. Choice is yours.” I whisper the words harshly in his ear. As soon as he hears my voice he knows who I am. What I am. It’s enough to cause him to freeze in terror. Cowboy groans in disgust. I tense as I realize what Ted’s done. Shit! The bloody coward’s gone and wet himself. Not only is he a dick, he’s a fucking coward too.

“Please don’t kill me.” He whimpers. Yep. He’s a fucking pussy all right.

If I were him, I’d put up a fight. Stand my ground and be a man! Not whimper and beg. Men like him make me sick.

“I’m not going to kill you Ted.” I reassure him. Although it is really fucking tempting. “That would be far too quick and painless.” Ted whimpers some more so I tighten my hold around his neck. God I’d love to snap it! “I told you to be fucking quiet.” I command.

I practically have to drag Ted the few yards from his driveway to the van. Being careful not to let his piss stained trousers touch me. Cowboy’s ready and waiting for me, the sliding door open. He reaches into his back pocket, a move that causes Ted to start whimpering again. What a fucking wimp. What the fuck did my sister see in him? I’ll never understand it.

Cowboy withdraws some black cable ties from his pocket and uses them to secure Ted’s wrists behind him. He moves to his ankles, doing the same.

“For fuck’s sake Ted.” Cowboy complains. “You a little momma’s boy? You’ve gone and pissed yourself like one.” There’s disgust in Cowboy’s voice.

He pushes Ted face first into the back of the van. Ted is hampered by the ties but manages to crawl a little further in, allowing me to slide the door shut. Not that I’d care if I trapped anything anyway! Cowboy jumps in the passenger seat next to me and I start the van. Moving slowly at first with the headlights off, until I hit the end of the street. The less any busybody neighbors see around here the better.

I only drive for a few minutes before I hit the trail road I’m looking for. This abandoned shack is perfect for what I have planned for this evening. It’s far enough from the town that no one will hear Ted scream. And I intend to make him scream, a lot.

Cowboy and I came here earlier to set up. Everything we need is inside. Cowboy drags Ted from the rear of the van none too carefully. Because of the ties on his ankles he can’t walk. Thanks to wetting himself Cowboy refuses to throw him over his shoulder and carry him. Instead, he grabs him by the wrist ties and drags him along the rough dirt path. That must hurt, but to be fair, considering what I have planned for him, that’s nothing.

Ted’s eyes go wide when we enter the shack and he sees the chain hanging over the solid wooden beam. Cowboy quickly secures him to it as I lean against the wall, listening to Ted’s whimpering. It’s really getting on my fucking nerves. Cowboy moves out of the way as soon as he’s done and I grin. Ted’s hanging by his arms, his feet not quite able to touch the floor and take any of the weight.

I slowly walk up to him. When I’m standing so close that we’re practically nose to nose Ted’s breathing quickens. I’m taller than he is. It’s just something else in the long list of things I don’t like about him.

I see the look of absolute fear in his eyes and it gets me hard. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not fucking gay but hurting people that I hate, that deserve it, gets me worked up and Ted really deserves it for what he has done to my sister! My reputation precedes me. Ted may think he knows what’s coming tonight. Trust me, he hasn’t a clue. What he imagines and what I have planned are poles apart.

“You’re not going to die tonight Ted.” There’s a spark of hope in his eyes. A little hint of relief and I can’t allow that. “You’re going to wish you were dead though. So much so, that you will beg me to kill you."

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About The Authors

KT Fisher

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I love reading, it's my favourite hobby. I've always had ideas for my own books packed into my head so I thought I would write them out for people to enjoy

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Ava Manello

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Passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author. I love nothing more tag helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading,
I love erotic suspense that's well written and engages the reader, and I love promoting the heck out of it over on my book blog.
I've just started a new chapter in my life, I'm a mother, but most of all I'm me and I'm following my dreams!

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Severed Angel (Severed MC #1)


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Eve could never have imagined that her trip to Australia, where she is set to be maid of honor for her best friend's wedding, could turn from exciting to deadly so quickly.

Her sheltered and boring vanilla life comes to a screeching halt when she arrives in Australia and witnesses a shocking MC murder putting her life in extreme danger. The Carnal MC are a dangerous and savage motorcycle gang who want Eve and will stop at nothing to seek their revenge.

Just when it seems her nightmare fate is sealed, Eve is rescued by the Severed MC and quickly falls for the club's Vice President Gabe aka "Angel". This could be just the diversion she needs. With her new protectors, Eve faces a whole new life she never could have imagined...

Gabe never wanted an old lady. One look at the beautiful Eve cowering at the hands of the enemy changes all that. Starting a war with the Carnal MC and having Eve in his bed is just the beginning.

When Gabe stakes his claim, he goes all in. War with Carnal MC is just the price of making Eve his, and only his. But love invites blood and tragedy in an MC's life.

Just when it's looking up for his MC and his new woman, a savage attack blows the lid off everything. Revenge possessed and determined can the hot tattooed biker save her from the danger that lies ahead?

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Carnal Desire (Severed MC #2)


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Continuing Angel and Eve's story from Severed Angel.

Eve returns home unaware danger is hot on her heels. Will Satan get the revenge he seeks, will Angel save the woman he loves or will Ink get the woman he deserves.

The nail biting conclusion to the story that crosses two continents...

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Life is full of the unexpected. At times, the only thing you can do is just breathe.
For twenty-four year old Cassandra Anderson, life hasn't been easy. Haunted daily by her own demons and memories of the past, she suffers from panic attacks and questionable anal-retentiveness. The motto she lives by is "Trust no one. Fear nothing." 
Bartender Lucas Daniels comes into her life like a whirlwind. Hot enough to melt wax, he is tantalizing, sometimes overbearing, and quite possibly one of her weaknesses. Lucas, having secrets of his own, understands pain all too well.
Only time can tell what the future holds for them. Will Lucas cause Cass to question everything? Will she be drawn to him or will they end in resentment?

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A native West Virginian, Chelle has always been a dreamer. She spent her time growing up writing songs, poetry, screenplays, and movie scripts. She never thought about writing a book until she got older. Now, Chelle likes to spend her time being creative by painting, drawing, singing, dancing, playing instruments, and writing. By profession, she is a biomedical technician with an Electrical Engineering Technology A.S. degree and lives with her husband and three dogs.
Her debut novel is Just Breathe, book one in The Blue Series.

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Finally, the Cannon/Harvey families... this should be interesting. Looks like eighteen of them are coming... Marcus and Mariah... Matthew and Madison... Joshua and Mandy... Russell and Evelyn... Stephen and Katherine... Thomas and Rachel... Tom and Monica... Nathan and Lisa... Ethan and Alissa.
I wonder how many will actually show up this morning. Mandy says they are a pretty close knit and she expects them all to be here.
Let's hope I can help fix this family, I think as I click the intercom.
“Marta, are all the Cannons and the Harveys here?”
“I believe they are, ma'am. I count sixteen.”
“No, there are supposed to be eighteen. Can you ask who's missing?”
“Sure. Mrs. Cannon? Dr. Fields would like to know who is missing.”
“Marcus and Matthew. I believe they've been called.”
“They have. I told them to hurry,” a man's voice murmurs.
“I heard, Marta. Send the others in and usher in the last two when they arrive, please.”
“Yes, Dr. Fields.”
A moment later, the family files into the room.
This is going to be quite a session. I've blocked four hours with them today. It will be interesting to see how many of them stick around the entire four hours.
I watch and take note on who sits where and observe body language.
“Good morning, family. I'm Victoria Walmsley-Fields. Are we all aware this is a four hour session?”
I hear affirmations.
“Good. Well, I'm Mandy's regular therapist. I will only disclose parts that she approves. Would anyone mind my addressing you by your first names? If it makes you more comfortable, I prefer being addressed as Vicky. How about we go around and you can tell me how you want to be addressed. Let's start with you.” I look at a beautiful woman sitting to my left.
“Mariah Cannon. I have several names I will answer to.”
“What makes you more comfortable?” I note her posture. She's tight and clipped. She knows what this is about.
“Cookie,” she bites out.
I smile and nod. “That's fine. Cookie.”
I look at the next seat. “It's not necessary to introduce yourself, Mandy.”
I get a tight smile and she looks down at her shoes. I smile to the next woman on Mandy's left.
“Madison Cannon. Madison is fine.”
“Is there something else you're called?”
“My family calls me 'Sugar' and my husband calls me 'Smooch'.”
“But here, you want to be addressed as 'Madison'?”
“I really don't care. ‘Sugar’ is fine. No one but Matthew can call me 'Smooch'.”
“Matthew is your husband?”
“Yes, Vicky.”
I nod. Her body is tight, too. And the scowl on her face is deep and telling. She definitely knows why she's here. I look to the next seat.
“Thomas Harvey, II. Thomas is fine.”
I nod.
“Rachel Harvey. Rachel.”
“Nathan James. Nathan.”
“Lisa James. Lisa.”
Mariah snorts.
“Is there something wrong, Cookie?”
“Everyone calls her 'Twinkie'. I think she should stick to that.”
“I don't care, Cookie! Whatever!” Lisa shouts.
“Let's hold all the issues until I find out who everyone is and everyone has arrived, all right?”
I look to the next seat.
“Stephen Cannon. Stephen.”
“Katherine Cannon. Katherine.”
“Thomas Harvey, III. Tom.”
“Monica Harvey. Monica.”
Interesting. No nickname.
“Evelyn Turner-Collins. Evie.”
“Russell Collins. Russ.”
“Ethan Harvey. Ethan.”
“Alissa Juarez-Harvey. Lissa.”
“Joshua Cannon. Joshua.”
Ah, so this is Mandy's husband.
“Asshole is better.”
“Mariah!” Rachel gasps. “Why are you calling your brother-in-law an asshole? Is that joke? It's not funny at all.”
“Look at my face, Mom! Do I appear to be in a joking mood?”
I clear my throat. “I think I have it. Pleasure to meet you all.”
They murmur back and pay attention to my face. Good.
“Okay, so this session is for Mandy, who is in a great deal of pain. This is a step to helping her heal. Most of the distress she's feeling is from the 'fallout', as she calls it, of her family. Namely you all. I will discuss any and everything you want in these four hours, but Mandy's issue is first and foremost.”
“Heal?” Lisa asks. “From what? Are you going to tell us what's going on, Vicky, because my sister doesn't tell me shit anymore?!”
She didn't acknowledge the fallout. Interesting.
“I asked her not to,” Mandy says quietly.
“Mandy! I'm your friend, too!”
Mandy's eyes well. “I know you are, Twink. I just-- I...”
“That's fine, Mandy,” I murmur. “Twink, you'll better understand in a moment. Mandy is not trying to slight you in any way. Please try to be patient.”
“Fine,” Lisa mutters, crossing her arms and legs. Her husband rubs her thigh, but she ignores him. She is deeply hurt. She probably feels betrayed.
“I'd like to ask you to separate, please. Men on one side, women on the other, directly across from your spouse.”
“Please, Mandy.”
She grunts but gets her chair and moves it in a row, with Madison and Mariah still flanking her. Very protective.
“Cookie, Mandy, Sugar, Monica, Rachel, Lissa, Evie, Twinkie and Katherine, correct?”
They nod. I turn to my right.
“Joshua, Tom, Thomas, Ethan, Russ, Nathan, and Stephen. And we are waiting for
Marcus and Matthew, correct?”
They nod again.
“While we wait, would anyone like a refreshment or a bathroom break? Need a smoke or fresh air?”
They shake their heads.
“Good. Let's just take a moment and catch our breaths. There is a lot of tension in the room.”
“It should be,” Madison mutters, shooting daggers at Joshua.
Mariah snorts. “I agree, don't you, Twerp?”
“Yeah, it's what his brothers nicknamed him. Never thought it was fitting, until now,” Mariah snarls.
“Okay, what the fuck is going on?” Lisa shouts. “You love Joshua, Cookie! And so does Sugar! What are you keeping from us?!”
“Not yet, Twinkie,” I say softly.
There is a knock at the door and as it opens, I stand. Two tall, handsome men walk in and approach me.
“Sorry we're late. Game ran over at the gym,” the first one says, extending his hand.
“We completely lost track of time. Hi, I’m Marcus Cannon.”
“You’re Mariah's husband, right?”
He smiles. “Yes, I am,” he says as he goes to his wife and kisses her.
“Matthew Cannon. That's mine right there,” he grins as he points to Madison while shaking my hand.
I chuckle. “Of course,” I say as I watch him kiss his wife and she turns her cheek to him.
“I'm Vicky. Gentlemen, if you don't mind taking a seat across from your wives, we can get started.”
They nod and go to their seats.
“So,” Marcus slaps his brother's back. “What's the urgency, Josh?”
“Yeah, Twerp. I have shit to do, you know. I can't sit around and listen to you whine about Crawford's for four hours,” Matthew laughs.
A tear rolls down Joshua's cheek as he looks at his brothers. His arms tighten on his chest as sobs rack his body. This is guilt. He’s going to have to confess to his brothers, whom I’m suspecting he looks up to.
“What the fuck? Did something happen to someone?” Matthew says looking around the room.
Stephen looks at Mandy. “Is something wrong with one of the kids?”
“What is this? Dammit, Twerp, stop crying and say something,” Marcus frowns.
Joshua calms but says nothing as the room stares at him, waiting.
Mariah speaks first. Or should I say snarls…
“You need to take that bastard out back and beat the shit out of him.”
“Baby!” Marcus frowns, shouting in confusion. “What the hell is going on?”
“Matthew, are you just going to sit there or are you going to do what Cookie said?” Madison screeches on my left.
“Smooch, why am I beating the shit out of my little brother?” Matthew frowns.
“Because that fucking bastard cheated on me!” Mandy screams out in a cry and runs out of the room.
Silence fills the room as everyone turns back to Joshua.
Matthew smacks Joshua hard on the back of the head.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Marcus shouts.
“Joshua! I have never been more disappointed in my life!” Katherine cries.
“I hope that pussy was worth what you've done to your wife, Twerp,” Tom shouts. When the hell did this happen?”
“Four months ago,” Joshua mumbles.
“If you say she's pregnant, Joshua, I will kill you,” Evelyn mutters.
They all stare at Joshua.
“Is she pregnant, Josh?” Nathan glares.
Joshua slowly nods.
“I don't believe this shit!” Evelyn jumps up and is ready to tackle her brother, but her husband stops her. “How could you, idiot? How the hell could you forget you were married and fuck another woman? How could you hurt your wife like that? Now a child has to be robbed of its father and she won't be able to call you 'Daddy'!  She won't ever be able to acknowledge you! Or you her, if your wife is brave enough to take you back!
And what about your boys, Daddy? Got-dammit! How the hell will those boys ever be able to understand this mess you've made? You should have thought of them... all of this before you stuck your dick in another woman instead of taking it home to your wife where it belongs!”
The room freezes at her words.
“Evie,” I say softly.
“What?!” she whirls on me, anger flashing in her eyes.
“This is Joshua,” I murmur, studying her face.
She scowls at me. “I know.”
“You just called him 'Daddy.'
Evie pales. Shaking her head she says, “No, I didn't.”
“You did,” Matthew says to her looking at the floor.
“Fuck! You see?!” Evelyn shouts, leaving the room and slamming the door.
“Dr. Cannon?” I say, looking at the Cannon family patriarch.
He's pale as he looks at me, mouth gaped. “Stephen, please.”
“Stephen, I think it's only fair to tell you Mandy blames you and your, uh, previous behavior on what she calls the 'destruction' of her marriage.”
He nods.
“Would you like to comment?”
“Not really, love,” he says looking at his wife.
“Speak, Stephen,” Katherine sighs. “Your daughters are in pain over what you and Evelyn's mother did and we never knew it. We never got her any therapy.”
“We, Katherine?”
She nods. “Evelyn's mother died when she was ten. She's been with me ever since she turned eleven when Stephen got flustered and couldn't handle raising a girl alone. She's the daughter I've never had.”
“That... wow, Katherine. You should be commended. Not a lot of women would take in the child that was the result of betrayal. Why would you?”
She shrugs. “She needed me. It was not her fault how she came to be and she shouldn't have been made to suffer because her father was ignorant.”
I nod. “Ignorant in his actions or in raising her?”
She looks at her husband. “Both.”
“I take it you and your husband separated for a while.”
“Three years.”
“What made you take him back?”
“I missed him. My boys missed him. My daughter needed him.”
“There's another daughter?” I ask, confused.
She smiles. “I meant Evelyn. She's my child as much as the three boys I birthed.”
I nod. Genuine love. What a remarkable woman.
“Stephen? Have you ever explained why you participated in the affair?”
“Was it love?”
“Would you like me to move to another member of the family for their opinion?” “No, just...”
“Ask better, more detailed questions?”
“Yes.” he croaks out.
I look around the room.
“Does everyone want to hear this? If not, you can wait in the waiting room until Stephen finishes.”
No one moves.

My Review

Book gifted from the author in exchange for an honest review.

Cover :- 3 stars
Sex/steaminess :- 3 stars
Story line :- 4 stars
Characters :- 4 stars
Overall rating :- 3.5 stars

Personal rating :- 4 stars

Book Pairing:-M/F
Did it give me a book hangover :-No
Is this a review book or personal read :- Review read

Why I chose this book?

I was asked to join the blog tour.

What I liked about this book.

* It was well written.
* There were lots of emotions through out the book
* I'm left wanting more

What I didn't like about this book.

* I found that there were too many people and it was hard and confusing to remember who was who and with who and stuff.

Would I read more from this author?

Would I recommend this book?


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