Saturday, May 31, 2014

Blog Tour Stop & Giveaway!- Slade (Walk Of Shame #1) by Victoria Ashley

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Title:  Slade (Walk Of Shame #1)
Author:  Victoria Ashley
Publication Date: June 3rd 2014
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Plot:   My name is Slade Merrick and I’m a f*cking sex addict . . . 

I’ve been told it’s a problem. But I see it as a passion; something that I’m good at. And who the f*ck stops something that they’re good at?

They want me to seek help; get my c*ck in check. Don't judge my lifestyle. You’re no better than me. Just admit it, you like to f*ck too. Sex is what I do best; my own personal high, so I embrace it instead of being ashamed.

When I'm not f*cking, I'm slinging drinks at Walk Of Shame or stripping my way into your bed; another thing I'm good at. Every woman’s darkest fantasy brought to life.

So, am I stopping? F*ck no. Sex is beautiful, raw and erotic and I get off knowing I can have it with anyone I want . . . with the exception of her.


She walks into the club swaying those hips, instantly drawing my c*ck to attention. She’s pure perfection. That is, until she opens that mouth, drawing me in and for the first time in forever I want something more than sex. I want her and she hates it.

Things get dirty. Dirty is what I like; it’s how I live. But . . . she’s playing a game she can never win.

***Author's note*** Due to strong language and a very high amount of dirty, sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. This is #1 in the Walk Of Shame series of novellas that will all be STANDALONE reads. If you're not into, cocky bad boys with filthy mouths and even filthier sex, then this series is not for you. If you are . . . then, come meet the dirty boys of Walk Of Shame.

 My Review 


*I received an ARC via the author in exchange for an honest review. Thank you!!*

#Loved this!! It was sweet, short, and ultra sexy!!#
--I now call dibbs on Slade, Cale, and Hemy!! They are MINE!!--

A man lost in his own darkness and who uses sex as a weapon to drive away his demons.


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A woman with a secret who just might be the remedy he needs to see the light.

“She's different than other girls. She's more than just a f*#ck. She's addictive, but the right kind of addiction.”

“She makes me want to be a better man; makes me want to be the old me.”

“Because I love it when you touch me, It makes me feel as if I'm breathing. Makes me feel...alive.”

Can she be the salvation to his darkness? Will Slade overcome his past and fight for his future? And with parties breaking down all of their own rules and barriers, will their romance take flight? Or will hinderances deter them to ultimately walking away to the “walk of shame?”

Read and you will find out!!

“He's like an addiction. Everything about him just calls out for me; my body needing him to survive.”

“It was unstoppable and I knew I was screwed in the best way possible. I wanted to know more. I wanted to help ease your pain. I wanted to cure you.”

“This man completely owns me...I am almost willing to give him everything; not just my body, but my heart.”

My thoughts: It's like how I said in the beginning. This book was a fast and easy read and just captured my attention through and through.


The only downfall though is, since it was a novella, it didn't have a whole lot of plot. Otherwise, it was over all an extremely satisfying read and looks like to be a standalone for this couple I think.

I'm now tediously hoping for stories on Cale and Hemy though!! Pretty please?! Cale intrigues me and Hemy is just as bad as a man whore as Slade. I wonder what the deal is for both of them and would love to see them fall!!♥

My Rating:
-Overall : 8.5
-Plot : 8
-Writing : 8.5
-Characters : 8
-Cover : 10

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I take a huge gulp as my eyes once again land on him and oh God, that ass.
      His jeans are now hanging half way down his ass, showing his muscular butt cheeks through his white boxer briefs. The busty woman in front of him is desperately tugging on the front of his jeans, working on pulling them down his body. I don’t blame her. I want to take them off with my teeth.
      Crap, my mind is in the gutter.
      Placing his hands behind her head, he pulls her face down by his crotch as he starts grinding his hips up and down in perfect rhythm to the song playing. It’s a slow, seductive song that makes me think about sex. Yup, I’m definitely thinking about sex now.
      Just as I think he’s about to actually let this woman publicly suck his dick or something, he grips her by the hips and pulls her up to her feet. Slowly, he makes his way behind her and his eyes land on me and they stay there, locked with mine.
      What the . . . why? Stop looking at me.
      I tug on the collar of my white blouse and without meaning to I start fanning myself off. He smiles at this, knowing exactly what he’s doing to me. He’s doing this on purpose.
      Cocky jerk.
      Bending the girl over, he grips her hair in one hand and pulls her neck back while grinding his hips on her ass. His eyes bore into mine as he shakes himself out of his jeans and lets all of his sexiness consume us. Yes, he is damn sexy and he knows it. That just pisses me off more. His legs are thick and muscular; covered with random tattoos and every muscle in his body is well sculpted.
      Now that he’s facing me it’s easy to see his defined chest and abs flexing as he moves with the music. The muscles leading down to his briefs are staring at me, flexing with each sway of his hips; calling out to be touched and licked. Oh yummy. I want a taste . . .
     Holy hell, he’s in shape; like a fitness model. Plus, he has random tattoos inked across his chest, sides, lower stomach and arms as well. Hell, he has tattoos all over and it makes him even hotter. They glisten as the perspiration forms on his skin.
      He’s staring at me, while practically fucking this girl with his clothes on. Still, I’m standing there watching as if it were me.
      What is wrong with me?
      I feel myself start to sweat and get a tingling sensation between my thighs as he bites his bottom lip and starts thrusting hard and deep while his eyes devour me. Well, at least I imagine it would be really deep. I can’t deny that I bet it would feel so good.
      He must notice me sweating because he laughs a little and steps away from the girl that is still bent over with her ass in the air. Ignoring all the girls screaming for him, he starts walking with meaning; unstoppable. With each step, he gets closer and closer to me.
      My body is shaking just from his presence and my breathing picks up. I hate my body right now.
      His eyes are intense; telling me he wants me as his. A part of me almost wants to give in just from that look alone.
      My eyes slowly leave his eyes, searching my way down his muscular body and landing right on his hard dick.
      Oh. My. God.
      You can see everything through his tight briefs. The thickness of his dick and even the shape of its head. The whole package. He’s so . . . hard.
      Stopping in front of me, he smirks and tilts his head down toward his cock. My eyes are betraying me. Damn bastards. They won’t move away. “You know, it’s against the rules, but I would let you touch it if you wanted to.”
      Shaking my head, I pull my eyes away and slam back the rest of my drink. This is my third one and I’m a lightweight; probably not a good thing. I take a step back as he takes a step closer. Clearing my throat, I ask, “Touch what?”
      Reaching out, he grabs my hand and places it on the V of muscles that lead down to his briefs, slowly sliding it down his sweaty, slick body. “My cock,” he whispers.
      My body clenches from his words and I hate it. Yanking my hand away, I grab Kayla by the arm and slam my empty glass down onto the table beside me. I need to get out of here.

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 About the Author 
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Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.

She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she's not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.

She is the author of Wake Up Call and This Regret and is currently working on more works for 2014.

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