Author: Lana Grayson
Genre: Dark Stepbrother Romance
Publication Date: May 21st 2015 by Tika Lake Publishing
Plot: A reckless sacrifice to protect a family legacy...
Sarah:
Kidnapped. Imprisoned. Ravished.
When tragedy stole my family, my father’s will mandated my future. I didn’t inherit Atwood Industries. I became the only one capable of protecting it.
Atwood Industries belongs only to a male heir, my heir. And my enemies—my own step-brothers—will stop at nothing to create a shared bloodline.
But they’ve made a mistake, and they’ll forever regret trying to control me.
Nicholas:
Damned. Destroyed. Enthralled.
My family’s livelihood depended on acquiring the rival Atwood Industries and seizing the innocent woman bound within its terms of succession.
I never expected such a challenge from my step-sister.
I never thought I’d betray my own blood to protect her from the nightmare we began.
But if I don’t stop her, the woman I’m forbidden to love will be responsible for tearing apart the empire my family spent generations building.
☆✮ My Review ✮☆
☆ I received an ARC via LBTS PR in exchange for an honest review. Thank you! ! ☆
Takeover was one of those seize and domination types of reads. It was a pretty solid and gripping read, which luckily, did not tread on any of my hard limits of cheating, love triangles and other character sex scenes.
The plot centers around the acquisition and power struggle behind who wields the Atwood Industries company, and going through all lengths and costs, to acquire it.
From stepfather’s and stepbrothers with nefarious plans and intentions… To their step daughter and sister who finds herself in the middle of their plans and their key to total control and ascendancy. Takeover, is simply as one would imply: “an act of assuming control of something.”
But when eldest brother, Nicholas Bennett, finds himself mixing the lines and developing feelings for Sarah Atwood...
He and she must decide between family obligations, forbidden love, and an empire legacy of entanglements, seduction; as well as, twists and turns.
Great start! I can’t wait to see where this storyline goes next!!
☆ I received an ARC via LBTS PR in exchange for an honest review. Thank you! ! ☆
Takeover was one of those seize and domination types of reads. It was a pretty solid and gripping read, which luckily, did not tread on any of my hard limits of cheating, love triangles and other character sex scenes.
The plot centers around the acquisition and power struggle behind who wields the Atwood Industries company, and going through all lengths and costs, to acquire it.
From stepfather’s and stepbrothers with nefarious plans and intentions… To their step daughter and sister who finds herself in the middle of their plans and their key to total control and ascendancy. Takeover, is simply as one would imply: “an act of assuming control of something.”
But when eldest brother, Nicholas Bennett, finds himself mixing the lines and developing feelings for Sarah Atwood...
He and she must decide between family obligations, forbidden love, and an empire legacy of entanglements, seduction; as well as, twists and turns.
Great start! I can’t wait to see where this storyline goes next!!
My Rating:
♥♥♥♥
☆✮ Excerpt ✮☆
“Your
fate is decided, Ms. Atwood.”
I bit my
lip and stared at his. Mistake.
“And what
fate is that?” I asked.
“You’re
mine.”
For the
first time in a week I took deep, healthy breaths, but my body refused them
all. Nicholas towered over me. The button on his suit jacket slipped, revealing
a trim waist and broad, muscular chest waiting beneath the dress shirt.
He was
close enough to touch.
Close
enough to be dangerous.
“I don’t
belong to anyone,” I whispered. “Least of all a Bennett.”
His eyes
traced the ottoman where his family displayed my nudity. I didn’t react. He
prowled closer, herding me toward the desk.
“I should
bend you over right now.”
“You
wouldn’t dare.”
Why did I
challenge him? I should have just run.
He seized
me, and I twisted in his arms. Nicholas was far stronger than me. He forced me
over the desk and I thudded on my stomach. He avoided an awkward kick and
pinned me with an arm over my back.
My skin
prickled in a sudden sweat as he moved behind me. His hips pressed against
mine. I arched. Reflexively. Instinctually.
Completely
inappropriately.
He curled
his hand in my hair and chuckled. “You like this.”
Yes.
“No, I
don’t.”
“Why lie
to me?”
“I’ll
scream.”
“And who
would save you, Ms. Atwood?”
No one.
“You’re
scaring me.”
He didn’t
care. “Am I hurting you?”
Was that the distinction? Hurting me?
Physically,
no. He simply held me against my will. Again. Wielded his strength over me and
dragged my body where he wanted it. I could scramble away without pressing
harder against him. He chided me with a soft whisper of my name—an angel’s
voice with a devil’s intent.
He liked
that I still tried to struggle.
“This as
an opportunity,” he said. “We’re offering you every luxury. No
responsibilities. No commitments. Just a beautiful home for you to enjoy with
every amenity at your fingertips.” His hands slid over my hips. “This could be
a life of pleasure.”
I tried
to focus on anything but how our bodies touched. “You think this would be pleasurable?”
“Exceedingly.”
“Raping
me?”
His voice
lowered to a growl. “When I take you, it won’t be by force. You will surrender
to me.”
My breath
rattled in my chest. “Never.”
“It’ll
happen. Soon. Why deny me?”
“Why
would I ever give into you?”
His hands
tightened. I resisted a groan. “I’m offering you a place in my bed. A
partnership with a sweet reward.”
“Nothing
you ever do to me will be sweet.”
“Another
challenge?” Nicholas hauled me up only to sit me on the end of the desk. I
groaned, too dizzy with fatigue to stop him from spreading my legs. He stepped
in, pushing against the part of me he planned to capture. “Would you like a
demonstration?”
Yes.
“No.”
“You’ll
have to be more convincing than that.”“Your
fate is decided, Ms. Atwood.”
I bit my
lip and stared at his. Mistake.
“And what
fate is that?” I asked.
“You’re
mine.”
For the
first time in a week I took deep, healthy breaths, but my body refused them
all. Nicholas towered over me. The button on his suit jacket slipped, revealing
a trim waist and broad, muscular chest waiting beneath the dress shirt.
He was
close enough to touch.
Close
enough to be dangerous.
“I don’t
belong to anyone,” I whispered. “Least of all a Bennett.”
His eyes
traced the ottoman where his family displayed my nudity. I didn’t react. He
prowled closer, herding me toward the desk.
“I should
bend you over right now.”
“You
wouldn’t dare.”
Why did I
challenge him? I should have just run.
He seized
me, and I twisted in his arms. Nicholas was far stronger than me. He forced me
over the desk and I thudded on my stomach. He avoided an awkward kick and
pinned me with an arm over my back.
My skin
prickled in a sudden sweat as he moved behind me. His hips pressed against
mine. I arched. Reflexively. Instinctually.
Completely
inappropriately.
He curled
his hand in my hair and chuckled. “You like this.”
Yes.
“No, I
don’t.”
“Why lie
to me?”
“I’ll
scream.”
“And who
would save you, Ms. Atwood?”
No one.
“You’re
scaring me.”
He didn’t
care. “Am I hurting you?”
Was that the distinction? Hurting me?
Physically,
no. He simply held me against my will. Again. Wielded his strength over me and
dragged my body where he wanted it. I could scramble away without pressing
harder against him. He chided me with a soft whisper of my name—an angel’s
voice with a devil’s intent.
He liked
that I still tried to struggle.
“This as
an opportunity,” he said. “We’re offering you every luxury. No
responsibilities. No commitments. Just a beautiful home for you to enjoy with
every amenity at your fingertips.” His hands slid over my hips. “This could be
a life of pleasure.”
I tried
to focus on anything but how our bodies touched. “You think this would be pleasurable?”
“Exceedingly.”
“Raping
me?”
His voice
lowered to a growl. “When I take you, it won’t be by force. You will surrender
to me.”
My breath
rattled in my chest. “Never.”
“It’ll
happen. Soon. Why deny me?”
“Why
would I ever give into you?”
His hands
tightened. I resisted a groan. “I’m offering you a place in my bed. A
partnership with a sweet reward.”
“Nothing
you ever do to me will be sweet.”
“Another
challenge?” Nicholas hauled me up only to sit me on the end of the desk. I
groaned, too dizzy with fatigue to stop him from spreading my legs. He stepped
in, pushing against the part of me he planned to capture. “Would you like a
demonstration?”
Yes.
“No.”
“You’ll
have to be more convincing than that.”
☆✮ About the Author ✮☆
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