Title: Unashamed
Series: Shameless Series
Authors: M. Malone and Nana Malone
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Publish Date: June 26, 2017
Review Source: Give Me Books Promotions
He is the thing that goes bump in
the night. He is a liar, a protector...a killer… He is Noah Blake.
...And I love him.
Everything I thought I knew about
the night that changed our lives has been turned upside down. I have no idea
who to trust, but the one thing I do know is that I am his...And I will do
anything to protect him. Lie, betray...kill.
The problem with Unashamed, is
that it is really good book that I wanted to finish, but I didn’t want to
finish!! I got so incredibly lost in the pages that my family ate popcorn for
dinner; Mama was NOT stopping! There were times that I would find myself
skipping lines so that I could read ahead, so that I would know what happens.
However, I then had to back track because I didn't want to miss a thing.
Noah is a force to be reckoned
with. He is in love with Lucia and his biggest fear is losing her. He doesn’t
feel that he deserves her, but he craves her and can’t stay away. Lucia loves
Noah like no other. She will go to the ends of the earth for him. She has a hit
on her head and she has a sneaky
suspicion that it may be someone from the dead, seeking to harm her. But how
can that be? She watched him die. It’s been over 6 years. Regardless, Noah and
his crew will lay down their lives to protect her precious being.
I absolutely love the fact that
this is co-written and we have no idea where Nana began and Minx ended. They
are flawless ... literary geniuses. I will follow you two to the ends of
the earth, if you promise to continue your passion for writing. The whole clan
sucked me in. Noah, Lucia, Matthias, Oskar, Jonas, Nonna, Rafe, JJ. Each and
every one of them played a huge role in this trilogy and I am IN LOVE!! Please
be sure to add these babies to your collection. I know they will forever hold a
place in my heart.
Now … onto JJ and Jonas!!
In this Series:
Shameless, Book 1
Shameful, Book 2
Noah wasn't sure whether to be furious
with Lucia, or thrilled that she was right. Either way, they needed to have it
out. She made love to him not two hours ago, but when she’d looked at him and
told him she loved him, she’d been lying to him.
She didn't lie; she kept it to herself. Damn it. Keeping a secret like
this was tantamount to lying. How the hell was he supposed to keep her safe,
keep them all safe if she didn't tell
him the most pertinent information of all? As much as he wanted to justify it,
he couldn’t deny the bitter tang of betrayal on his tongue.
He found her in the living room,
cross-legged on the couch, wearing one of his shirts and a pair of his boxer
shorts. She had the sleeves rolled up to reveal her slim forearms. Head bent
over, she was going through a stack of fashion magazines labeling things and
putting Post-its on them. Writing things like, “Pull,” “Check with Adriana if
we have it,” “Can we partner with
this designer?”
She was working. Completely in her
zone. Well, too bad for her; Noah was about to interrupt her. He marched over
to the couch, and she looked up, giving him the sweetest smile he'd ever seen.
So sweet it pulled at the places in his heart he’d swear didn’t exist anymore.
She looked so perfect there, sunlight streaming into the living room and
splashing over her, creating soft shadows and halos all over her.
She looked like an angel.
"Hi. What's up?" There
was an invitation in her smile and, like the traitor it was, his dick swelled.
He couldn't seem to keep his mind or his hand off of her. They needed to talk,
so the big guy downstairs would just have to wait.
"I was going to ask you the
same thing. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"
Her brows furrowed even as she
continued smiling up at him. "No. I mean, unless when you say talk, you mean —" She lifted a brow
and her eyes danced mischievously.
Okay, so he could totally
understand how even the most hardened spies could fall for the enemy. Because,
right about now, he wasn't using the brain cells God gave him. He was using the
other part of his brain. The one completely responsible for manning the sex
train. The one that wanted to yank off her boxers and sink into her, right here
in the middle of the living room, where anyone could walk in.
No. Stay strong. Besides, they’d done enough of that. After one too many close calls,
the tracking devices he had everyone wear were now used to track where he and
Lucia were, so the team could give them a wide berth.
Not exactly the use he had planned
for them, but whatever. But they had enough privacy. And maybe if he just sank
deep into her, he’d stop riding the razor’s edge and focus enough so he could
ask her what he needed to ask her. If he slid the boxers off, spread her wide
and stroked deep, they’d both feel better. They’d be relaxed enough to have
this conversation. It was amazing the things he could come up with when he let
his dick do the thinking.
He considered it. For a long
moment, he considered it. She’d taste so sweet. Was she sore from earlier? Or, from
this morning? He hadn't exactly been gentle. But then again, neither had she.
He still had her nail marks on his shoulders. Noah grinned with purely male
satisfaction. He could still feel how those scratches had stung this morning in
the shower when the water hit them.
Oh shit.
He did not need to think about the shower, or what they did in there.
And he probably shouldn’t think
about her taste because then he’d think about what they’d just done and—no.
Never mind, there it was. In amazing Technicolor and surround sound in his
mind. He cleared his throat.
No. They
were having this conversation now. Because he was pretty damn certain that
after they had this conversation, the last thing on his mind would be sex.
"Nope. Nothing to talk
about."
Her gaze searched his. And he saw
pain there. He hated that he’d had a part in the pain there. Because he was
pretty damn sure there was one thing she probably wanted to talk about but she
didn’t trust him to be open-minded. That hurt more than anything else, that she
couldn't talk to him. Didn't she understand that all he wanted was her safety
and happiness?
Behind his back, Noah's fingers
tightened around the tablet he held. A tablet that held the image of a ghost
he’d long since buried. A ghost that was back to haunt them all. The question
was, what did he want?
Noah took the picture tablet from
behind his back and slapped it on the table. "Explain."
Lucia glanced at the picture and
her breath caught. Her fingers flew to her lips then her gaze flickered to his.
"I don’t know what to say.”
"Yesterday Matthias came into
my office freaking the fuck out because Nelson came back as a false name. I
lost years on my life in that split second when I was worried about you."
"Noah, I can explain."
He shook his head. "I was terrified
that something happened to you. Terrified that once again I was too late. And
then I called Ryan and everything was fine. So that was when I knew that either
the false identity was laying groundwork for something crazier than we’re
already dealing with or you were lying to me."
"I didn't lie to you,
Noah."
He crossed his arms. "Oh
yeah? Then what do you call it exactly? Omission? You just happened to forget
that you saw your brother in your fucking office yesterday?" He kneeled
down so that their gazes were level. "Or, please tell me that you didn't
see him. Please fucking tell me that he came into your office but you didn't
see him. Tell me that. So that I don't think that the woman I love lied to
me."
About Nana Malone:
USA Today bestselling author Nana
Malone's love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered
romantic suspense novel she "borrowed" from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon
in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She's been in love with kick-butt
heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination constantly channeling her
inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own
characters.
While she waits for her chance at
a job as a ninja assassin, Nana works
out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as
brazen and kick-butt as she thinks she
is.
About M. Malone:
NYT & USA Today bestselling
author M. Malone lives in the Washington, DC metro area with her three favorite
guys ; her husband and their two sons. She holds a master's degree in Business from a prestigious college
that would no doubt be scandalized by how she's using her expensive education.
Independently published, she has
sold more than 1/2 million ebooks in her two series, THE ALEXANDERS and
BLUE-COLLAR BILLIONAIRES. Since starting her indie journey in 2011 with the
runaway bestselling novella "Teasing Trent ," her work has appeared
on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than a dozen times.
She's now a full-time writer and
spends 99.8% of her time in her pajamas.
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