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Danny O’Donaghue.
Indie rock god.
Lady killer.
The devil with midnight hair and blue-flame eyes.
After six years I thought the pain of what he’d done to me had faded.
Guess not.
Because I’m standing in this crowded lecture hall of the most prestigious music school in Ireland, staring at the person who healed me when I was broken. Right before he shattered me beyond repair.
And I still feel everything.
My ex-best friend.
My first love.
My tormentor.
…is now my professor.
“Why do you hate me so much?” I demanded. “We used to be…friends. Best friends.”
More than friends.
I swallowed as the tender memories rose up in my mind, pricking the backs of my eyelids. “Why pick on me?”
I thought I saw a flash of pain in his eyes before it was smothered by a smirk. “I like to watch you squirm. You go all red in the face like a tomato when you get mad.”
That’s why he called me Dearg. Because of the way I blushed with my body. The way my pale skin was like a mood ring, broadcasting my anger, my embarrassment, my arousal.
“Why start that rumor?”
“Hypothetically,” he continued, “even if I was the one who started that rumor, you should be thanking me.”
“Thanking you?” My eyes almost bulged out of my head. I shoved at his chest. The asshole barely moved. I barely made a dent in his rock-hard muscles.
I was going to punch him, right there in his precious rock star junk. He better not want kids one day.
“You are fucking delusional.” I shoved him again.
This time he caught my wrist and spun me around, slamming me up against one of the lockers. The air whooshed out of me and not just because he was crushing me between the lockers and his hard body.
“Yeah, Dearg, you should be on your fucking knees thanking me with that pretty little mouth of yours around my dick.”
God. The sheer crudeness of his words. It should make me cringe. To slap him across the face. Instead, everything in my lower belly ached, my lips parted and all I could do was blink up at him.
“The pool for your v-card has been cancelled,” he continued. “That cunt will leave you alone now instead of trying like a fucking chump to pretend to be a good boyfriend while just wanting to get in your panties for money and bragging rights. So, yeah, you should be fucking thanking me.”
“You’re trying to tell me that you told everyone I was a god damn lesbian to help me?”
His lip lifted up. “Yeah. Say thank you.”
He shifted back, just an inch of space, just enough to allow him to drop his towel. He dropped it. Right in front of me. No shame.
I glanced down before I could stop myself, half mortified, half curiosity raging like a storm.
His dick was hard. Long and thick and…perfect.
“Go on, Dearg. What are you going to do with it?” he taunted in a low voice.
“I…”
Grab it.
Lick it.
Suck it.
Pull it inside me.
His arms came up beside my head and he leaned in, trapping me, his hard cock hot and hard against my belly. Dear God. I was going to combust. Or pass out from lack of oxygen.
“Or,” his lips traced my cheekbone, sending hot and cold shivers throughout my body, “maybe you really are a lesbian.”
Rage flooded over me, temporarily overriding lust. I shoved him back with both hands and he stepped back laughing.
Bastard. He didn’t want me. He was taunting me. Teasing me. Pushing me to breaking point.
He almost won.
And I almost gave in.
Stupid me, I almost gave in.
Sienna Blake is a storyteller & inkslnger, wordspinner of love stories with grit, and alter ego of a USA Today Bestselling Author.
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5 I’ll keep your secret here Stars!
One thing I can honestly say about Sienna Blake, she is totally worth the one click! Book after book I’ve read of hers and they all hold up to the highest standard. A great, well written, perfectly flowing story that pulls your emotions in every way possible.
Ailis fell in love that day in the hospital…so many years ago. She never realized it until the years have passed. She did know one thing though, music was in her blood. Not coming from any musicians in her family, she had to work for all she wanted to accomplish.
Getting accepted into the highly sought-after Dublin College of Music her senior year of college was music to her ears!!! She did it! Now to buckle down and impress each and every professor here. This could open all kinds of doors for her.
Imagine Ailis walking in to class her first day at DCM and seeing
My ex-best friend.
My first love.
My tormentor.
…is now my professor.
This story isn’t about a professor and a student.
This story isn’t about two people meeting for the first time.
This story has history.
As I was reading this beautifully written story, of a young woman wanting to make a name for herself… A young man who was forced to grow up so quickly. The demons in Danny are so hard to cover up. The demons were forced on him since that day in the hospital.
These two fight for each other. These two fight against each other. These two are meant for each other.
But with the test of time and life happening, can their fight be strong enough?
One thing I can honestly say about Sienna Blake, she is totally worth the one click! Book after book I’ve read of hers and they all hold up to the highest standard. A great, well written, perfectly flowing story that pulls your emotions in every way possible.
Ailis fell in love that day in the hospital…so many years ago. She never realized it until the years have passed. She did know one thing though, music was in her blood. Not coming from any musicians in her family, she had to work for all she wanted to accomplish.
Getting accepted into the highly sought-after Dublin College of Music her senior year of college was music to her ears!!! She did it! Now to buckle down and impress each and every professor here. This could open all kinds of doors for her.
Imagine Ailis walking in to class her first day at DCM and seeing
My ex-best friend.
My first love.
My tormentor.
…is now my professor.
This story isn’t about a professor and a student.
This story isn’t about two people meeting for the first time.
This story has history.
As I was reading this beautifully written story, of a young woman wanting to make a name for herself… A young man who was forced to grow up so quickly. The demons in Danny are so hard to cover up. The demons were forced on him since that day in the hospital.
These two fight for each other. These two fight against each other. These two are meant for each other.
But with the test of time and life happening, can their fight be strong enough?
Danny O’Donaghue was the lead singer and lead guitarist of The Untouchable, singer-songwriter and international sex symbol, and son of mega rock star Dillan O’Donaghue of Irish rock legends, The Dublin Jar.
Ailis Kavanaugh is doomed. In the barrenness of her heart, Danny O'Donahue is like a phantasmal cloud, disllusioning and disconcerting. He jumps in and out of her life at the most inopportune times. Keeping her on her toes, her heart hanging on a hook of his soulful voice and drop dead sexy looks
It was one of those movie moments. Those moments that never really happened in real life, at least not in mine. A cluster of birds took off at once. And the crowd parted. Revealing a tall, broad-shouldered figure standing at the traffic lights waiting to cross the road. The sight of him in the flesh after six years hit me like a punch to the solar plexus. Danny O’Donaghue.
It's like he's the bane of her existence, choking her to the brink of death then reviving her with a kiss of life. This swinging between "He Loves Me; He Loves Me Not" is draining her heart of all the sap of forgiveness and it's only a matter of time before she snaps and severs all ties to Danny Boy.
Bitterness mixed with longing, making it a ruinous and intoxicating cocktail in my stomach. It could eat me alive from the insides. Beautiful hatred. I could never forgive him.
I went in the story expecting really great things for Danny, whom I'd had a glimpse of in Irish Kiss #1. A broken songwriter, with dreamy looks is the stuff of legends.
Unrequited love, forbidden and doomed is my fave cloud to fall back on. Sienna crafted him with pure Assholic ingredients. Lots of tantrums, volatile temper, gigantic chip on his shoulder and his soul broken beyond repair. He's angry at the world for taking one thing most important to him and he's like a Bull looking for a China shop.
The on again, off again relationship was beyond frustrating and Ailis just lay at his feet like a doormat, I was not happy. Me No Likey!!
He snatched his arm away from my touch. “Go away, Ailis.” Then I realised his numbness was all false. Like how charred flesh hides the raw, marrow-ripping pain underneath. A sickness took root in my stomach, so poisonous I almost doubled over, as his pain became mine
But about 70% in, IT. HIT. ME!
I love you.
You shouldn’t.
He's just a boy child with abandonment issues and loneliness making his body hollow. There's absolutely nothing in there, a vacuum. He doesn't know any better or any different. He has all these feelings and he's absolutely inadequate dealing with them
And Ailis is just in love, she sees him like no one else, giving him her loyal support and undying promise, time and time again.
Now the story is back to making sense. I cried many times, was tearing my hair out many times and was swept away by epic love many times.
The temperature of their chemistry going from sizzling hot to icy cold, just wreaked havoc with my emotions and threw them in a hurricane. They went swirling and flying, hitting every wall, knocking all barriers. And I was left with devastated heart.
Poignant story filled to the brim with angst and spilling over!
4.5 "DeLish Dearg" stars
Ailis Kavanaugh is doomed. In the barrenness of her heart, Danny O'Donahue is like a phantasmal cloud, disllusioning and disconcerting. He jumps in and out of her life at the most inopportune times. Keeping her on her toes, her heart hanging on a hook of his soulful voice and drop dead sexy looks
It was one of those movie moments. Those moments that never really happened in real life, at least not in mine. A cluster of birds took off at once. And the crowd parted. Revealing a tall, broad-shouldered figure standing at the traffic lights waiting to cross the road. The sight of him in the flesh after six years hit me like a punch to the solar plexus. Danny O’Donaghue.
It's like he's the bane of her existence, choking her to the brink of death then reviving her with a kiss of life. This swinging between "He Loves Me; He Loves Me Not" is draining her heart of all the sap of forgiveness and it's only a matter of time before she snaps and severs all ties to Danny Boy.
Bitterness mixed with longing, making it a ruinous and intoxicating cocktail in my stomach. It could eat me alive from the insides. Beautiful hatred. I could never forgive him.
I went in the story expecting really great things for Danny, whom I'd had a glimpse of in Irish Kiss #1. A broken songwriter, with dreamy looks is the stuff of legends.
Unrequited love, forbidden and doomed is my fave cloud to fall back on. Sienna crafted him with pure Assholic ingredients. Lots of tantrums, volatile temper, gigantic chip on his shoulder and his soul broken beyond repair. He's angry at the world for taking one thing most important to him and he's like a Bull looking for a China shop.
The on again, off again relationship was beyond frustrating and Ailis just lay at his feet like a doormat, I was not happy. Me No Likey!!
He snatched his arm away from my touch. “Go away, Ailis.” Then I realised his numbness was all false. Like how charred flesh hides the raw, marrow-ripping pain underneath. A sickness took root in my stomach, so poisonous I almost doubled over, as his pain became mine
But about 70% in, IT. HIT. ME!
I love you.
You shouldn’t.
He's just a boy child with abandonment issues and loneliness making his body hollow. There's absolutely nothing in there, a vacuum. He doesn't know any better or any different. He has all these feelings and he's absolutely inadequate dealing with them
And Ailis is just in love, she sees him like no one else, giving him her loyal support and undying promise, time and time again.
Now the story is back to making sense. I cried many times, was tearing my hair out many times and was swept away by epic love many times.
The temperature of their chemistry going from sizzling hot to icy cold, just wreaked havoc with my emotions and threw them in a hurricane. They went swirling and flying, hitting every wall, knocking all barriers. And I was left with devastated heart.
Poignant story filled to the brim with angst and spilling over!
4.5 "DeLish Dearg" stars
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