Bane, the highly-anticipated next standalone in the Sinners of Saint Series by L.J. Shen is LIVE
Bane
Naked surfer. Habitual pothead. A con, a liar, a thief and a fraud.
Last I heard, he was extorting the rich and screwing their wives for a living.
Which is why I’m more than a little surprised to find him at my threshold, looking for my friendship, my services, and most puzzling of all—looking humbled.
Thing is, I’m on a boycott. Literally—I cut boys from my life. Permanently.
Problem is, Bane is not a boy, he is all man, and I’m falling, crashing, drowning in his sweet, perfect lies.
Jesse Carter
Hot as hell, cold as ice.
I wasn’t aware of her existence until a fat, juicy deal landed in my lap.
She’s a part of it, a little plaything to kill some time.
She is collateral, a means to an end, and a side-bonus for striking a deal with her oil tycoon stepdad.
More than anything, Jesse Carter is a tough nut to crack.
Little does she know, I have the f****** teeth for it.
REVIEW
LOVED IT!
This
book was so good! It had everything that I enjoy in my contemporary
romances: a jerk hero that has a good heart, a strong heroine that
doesn’t take the H’s crap, sexy times, great banter and a love story
that takes your breath away.
Roman “Bane” Protsenko, is a con, a
thief, a liar and a total badass. He is so sexy and I really liked
seeing him fall in love. He’s the type of guy that falls hard and he
does for Jesse. He’s one of my favorite H’s from L.J. Shane, right after
Vicious.
Jesse is so strong. She’s gone through some horrific
things but in the end comes out stronger. I have mad respect for her and
I am so glad she found happiness, cause she deserves it.
This
book is going straight to my favorites of 2018. I am so sad its the last
one in this series, but I know L.J. Shen will be coming out with
something just as amazing in the future. She is after all one of my
favorite authors.
5/5
Excerpt
Bane
Then.
A liar.
A con.
A godless thief.
My reputation was a big
wave that I rode, one that swallowed everyone around me, drowning every attempt
to fuck with what’s mine.
I’d been known as a stoner,
but power was my real drug of choice. Money meant nothing. It was tangible, and
therefore easy to lose. See, to me, people were a game. One I’d always known
how to win.
Move the rooks around.
Change the queen when
necessary.
Guard the king at all
fucking times.
I was never distracted,
never deterred, and never jealous.
So, imagine my surprise
when I found myself being all three at once.
It was a siren with coal
black hair who robbed me of riding the biggest wave I’d seen that summer. Of my
precious attention. Of my goddamn breath.
She glided from the ocean to
the beach like nightfall.
I crouched down, straddling
my surfboard, gawking.
Edie and Beck stopped
beside me, floating on their boards in my periphery.
“This one’s taken by Emery
Wallace,” Edie had warned. Thief.
“This one’s the hottest
masterpiece in town.” Beck had chuckled. Con.
“More importantly, she only
dates rich bastards.” Liar.
I had all the ingredients
to pull her in.
Her body was a patch of
fresh snow. White, fair, like the sun shone through her, never quite soaking
in. Her skin defied nature, her ass defied my sanity, but it was the words on
her back that made my logic rebel.
It wasn’t her curves or the
way she swayed her hips like a dangling, poisonous apple that warranted my
reaction to her.
It was that tattoo I had
noticed when she swam close to me earlier, the words trickling down the nape of
her neck and back in a straight arrow.
My Whole
Life Has Been Pledged to This Meeting with You
Pushkin.
I only knew one person who
went gaga over the Russian poet, and, like the famous Alexander, he was
currently six feet under.
My friends began to paddle
back to shore. I couldn’t move. It felt like my balls were ten tons heavy. I
didn’t believe in love at first sight. Lust, maybe, but even that wasn’t the
word I was looking for. No. This girl fucking intrigued me.
“What’s her name?” I
snatched Beck’s ankle, yanking him back to me. Edie stopped pedaling and looked
back, her gaze ping-ponging between us.
“Doesn’t matter, bro.”
“What’s. Her. Name?” I
repeated through a locked jaw.
“Dude, she’s, like, way
young.”
“I will not repeat myself a
third time.”
Beck’s throat bobbed with a
swallow. He knew damn well that I didn’t mess around. If she was legal—it was
on.
“Jesse Carter.”
Jesse Carter was going to
be mine before she even knew me.
Before I even knew her.
Before her life turned
upside down and her fate rewrote itself with her blood.
So here was the truth that
even my lying ass wouldn’t admit later on in our story—I wanted her before.
Before she became business.
Before the truth caged her
in.
Before the secrets gushed
out.
I never did get to surf
that day.
My surfboard broke.
Should have known it was an
omen.
My heart was going to be
next in line.
And for a small chick, she
did one hell of a fucking job obliterating it.
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About LJ Shen
L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.
Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.
She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.
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