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DANCE. Guns.
MUSIC. Bullets.
RHYTHM. Pain.
Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart.
How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly can the human spirit be broken? Where does evil hide in plain sight?
Ash wants to dance. Needs it. To leave behind a life of expectation and duty, to set his soul free.
But life is never that simple. Every step is a journey on a new road.
For every action, there is a reaction.
Every choice has a consequence.
And when you meet the wrong person, all bets are off.
Laney tolerates her limitations, pushing quietly at boundaries. But when Ash crashes into her world through rage and violence, it sets off a chain reaction that neither of them expected.
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★★★★★
I was pleasantly surprised by Slave to the Rhythm... I had no idea what to expect going in, all the teasers I had seen had sparked my interest but the blurb is quite vague and the first 6 words of it are confusing to say the least, but now I’ve read it I totally get it, going in blind intensified my reaction to the story to the point where I was probably just as surprised by the twists and turns as the characters were, I want everyone to have the same experience that I had whilst reading so I’m going to keep this short and sweet and like the blurb it will be very vague to avoid spoilers.
Slave to the Rhythm is told from both Ash and Laney’s POVs, I felt that this raised the suspense in a way... Being given a taste of what is going on in both of the characters minds can be both heaven and hell for me, heaven because I get a fuller view of the story and hell because I can’t be inside both of their minds at once, there were times while reading Slave that I was dying to see what Ash’s thoughts were when I was stuck in Laney’s POV and vice versa, having said that this is one book that I wouldn’t want any other way, I just don’t think I would have been quite so hooked if it was in a single POV, the flipping back and forth between them had me tearing through the chapters wanting to see how the other one was coping/reacting to everything going on. The storyline is quite frankly phenomenal, I’m finding it hard to put it into words just how much I loved it, it’s taken me 2 days to gather my thoughts enough to write this and even then I sat here for a good half an hour staring at a blank page trying to get the words out! This could easily be Jane’s best work to date, it’s definitely one of my favourites so far, I know a book deserves 5 stars when it draws me in the way Slave did and I really wish I could give it more, because 5 just doesn’t seem like enough.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don’t be put off by the thought of the dancing or the violence! I’m not a dancing super fan and I don’t know what the moves or sequences are called but that in no way hindered my reading experience, Jane described the moves in such detail, without going into overkill, that I was able to picture the dances perfectly and the violence isn’t that bad it’s sporadic and yes some of you might find it hard to get through parts of it but just know that what awaits you on the other side is so very worth it.
Ash is a total enigma and I can only imagine how frustrating it is to be faced with his stubbornness and broodiness but I couldn’t help but be totally and utterly in love with him... He is so different from any character I’ve come across and his uniqueness is what I adore about him the most and Laney is just as stubborn and determined as Ash is, she is a totally unique character too, her determination and spirit are fiercer than I expected and I’m a little awed by her, by both of them to be fair, they surprised me at every turn.
Thank you for sharing this with the world Jane!
Laney POV
His eyes glowed, passion firing through them. Then he lowered his head and kissed the back of my hand.
It was a sweet, old fashioned gesture, totally at odds with the lust I saw as he let his eyes stroll across my body, seemingly unable to choose between my breasts or my lips.
I helped make up his mind by folding my arms around him and tugging his head down so I could press my lips against his.
He opened his mouth, then proceeded to give me the hottest, slowest, most tantalizing kiss I’d ever had. He was telling me that he was in control and he’d kiss me the way he damn well wanted.
Playful Ash, serious Ash, flirty Ash—I couldn’t help thinking that sexy-as-sin Ash was proving to be my favorite.
His hips moved in a slow rhythm that may have been dancing or may have been back-to-basics grassroots grinding. I reached down for the heat between his legs, massaging the growing bulge at the front of his jeans.
A shudder ran through his body and he ground harder against my hand. I couldn’t wait to be skin to skin.
I unbuttoned his shirt clumsily, fingers deft as sausages as I tried to get at his bare skin. He laughed against my lips and lifted his arms so I could pull the cotton over his head.
Skin like warm silk, smooth and soft, covering hard muscle, my fingers dragged across the planes and ripples of his chest and stomach, then fluttered over the welts and scarred flesh of his back.
Ash kicked off his shoes, and rid himself of the rest of his clothes before prowling toward me. His eyes said, naked now! Mine replied, make me.
He swept me from my feet so swiftly, my stomach swooped, and he carried me to the bed, our bed, working my clothes from my body between slow, hot kisses.
I closed my eyes, needing some defense against his beautiful face and the sensations that threatened to overwhelm me. He was an ocean wave, the high tide, and I was drowning in happiness and physical pleasure.
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For as long as I can remember, I wanted to write. Perhaps it was growing up in a village well known for its mystery and folklore, which sparked my imagination as a child.
I enjoy writing in several different genres, and I've just published my first romcom, 'Dazzled'.
All my books have a little me in them, and I'm inspired by the personal stories of those around me. It's often from a simple discussion overheard in the train ('Exposure'), in a café, or in the street, where ideas for characters or scenes come to me.
I fell in love with both Sam ('The New Samurai') and the eponymous Sebastian in 'The Education of Sebastian' and the sequel 'The Education of Caroline', and missed them desperately once I'd finished their stories. I love writing dialogue and always try to include touches of humour in the most poignant stories.
Whether you like adult romance novels, new or young adult writing, thrillers, or fantasy, I hope you'll enjoy the journey through my stories.
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