Review: Chasing Wicked

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Title: Chasing Wicked
Author: Kathryn James
Release Date: April 18th
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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I thoroughly enjoyed Kathryn L. James’ Chasing Wicked!  Stone and Avery’s story had my jaw dropping by the end of the very first chapter and the surprises only kept coming as I continued to turn the pages! Chasing Wicked is one of the most unique second chance romances that I have ever read due to the manner in which the author chose to unfurl this story about a love that singed everything in its path and a life-altering betrayal that crippled the spirit.  Ultimately, this tale of forgiveness and redemption eviscerated me at the same time that it encouraged me.  More on that later.

Get ready to fasten your seat belts and hit the ground running because Chasing Wicked packs ZERO punches from the very beginning (see the excerpt). At the same time, Ms. James draws the reader into an intricate web of secrets, lies and deceit that will keep you riveted, engaged and thoroughly entranced by Avery and Stone’s journey!

This book disheartened me so many times because Stone and Avery were both stubborn and selfish at various points in the book.  I despised both of these characters at different points and rightfully so! Make no mistake about it: Chasing Wicked will test you emotionally at the same time that it will uplift you, make you think and incite you to open your heart.  That is why Chasing Wicked is the hallmark of excellence, because I learned from these characters and therefore, this book inspired me at the same time that it frustrated me in the very best of ways.

One of the aspects that I loved the most about this novel is how well that the author showcased the concept of strong family values.   When it comes to the familial ties that bind, Kathryn L. James made me want to emulate the strength of the Mitchell bond and that alone is a remarkable achievement.

To add to that, Chasing Wicked will leave you unbelievably HOT under the collar! The heat between these two long lost lovers will rock your world! YES the love scenes will tear you UP but deep down it is the aftermath of their passion that will leave the most lasting impressions on your heart.

Chasing Wicked is ridiculously passionate and just plain loaded with sexiness and swoon-worthy scenes that will melt you from the inside out! This is where every romance reader needs to be!!!

In case you could not tell by now, I LOVED Chasing Wicked.  This book is about being burned, but embracing the lessons learned as a result of it.  It addresses the strength of will that it takes to cast aside ones’ fears and make oneself vulnerable to additional hurt in hopes of eventually achieving greatness and realizing a dream deferred.

I give it two thumbs up and I will most definitely be reading this book again when I am emotionally prepared to do so!!!

So READ IT!!!!

That is this Naughty Girl’s final word.

Overall: 5/5 resounding, blinding stars!!

Heat: 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥/5 wicked, all-consuming flames that will singe your reading device!

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Chasing Wicked Final Front Cover

Stone Mitchell was and always will be toxic.

Forbidden.

Poison.

I’d had a taste and it nearly killed me. Now, I knew better than to bite the apple.

He’d betrayed me in the worst imaginable way possible.

Six years later, I found myself riding out a dangerous storm with the cheating bastard.

Truths are uncovered. Deception unfolds. Passion ignites and chemistry explodes.

Adding to the drama? I hold a secret that’s unforgivable. I’m the one that ruined our second chance.

Yet, it’s Stone that comes for me with a vengeance.

He’s wicked. He’s wicked ruthless. Pure wicked sin.

…and I want another taste.

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Stone Mitchell—my worst nightmare.

The muscles of his back rippled against his tight-fitting black t-shirt like he’d been molded into it. He had thick brown hair that was made of silk, softer than silk…my hands remembered exactly how soft.

In a complete stupor, I let go of the handle of the suitcase, causing it to crash against the tiled floor. He spun around, tossed a dish towel over his shoulder, and froze mid-spin. Icy topaz eyes met my disgusted glare head on.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he bit out.

“Stone…” My heart screamed for me to bolt, but I didn’t take a single step.

“I asked you what the hell you’re doing here.” He tossed the kitchen towel across the countertop and folded his arms across this chest.

“I-I’m supposed to be here. Why are you here?”

“This is the last place you’re supposed to be.”

This had to be the most jacked-up karma in the world. Nausea rolled into the pit of my stomach and my nails dug into the palms of my hand. The cocky bastard wore the same expression he’d worn all those years ago.

“Dovie sent me.” My voice was barely above a whisper.

“Why the hell would my grandmother send you to my house?”

Behind him, foamy liquid spilled over the rim of the stockpot, filling the room with popping sounds as the contents ran onto the burner and sizzled. “Shit!” He whirled around, quickly moving it.

My mind formulated a hundred different scenarios to rationalize what was happening, but one thought screamed louder than the rest: Get the hell out of here. I seized the opportunity, grabbed my bag, and ran like hell. Bolting out of the house, I took the steps off the deck two at a time, my suitcase bouncing all around behind me.

Halfway down, wind whipping my hair against my face, I heard the door slam above then heavy footsteps closing in behind me. Sheets of rain blew underneath the house, stinging my skin. Adrenaline fueled my feet as I reached the sedan’s door handle, seconds away from leaving the biggest mistake of my life behind.

“Why are you here? No way did Gammy send you here,” he called out as he kept walking toward me like a predator.

“I’m here because she offered me this place for the summer. I don’t know… She didn’t send me here knowing you were here.” She couldn’t have. My Dovie would never have done that to me…or to him.

Only steps away, he showed no sign of stopping, so I spun back around to make my great escape. He caged in my body against the car, not touching me, but so close that if I moved at all, I would land against either his arms or chest. He pressed the frame of the door closed.

“Get away from me. I’m leaving, and I just want to forget I ever saw you.”

“Liar. You won’t forget. I don’t think you’ve ever forgotten…” He leaned in closer, stopping when his mouth was against my ear. “You’ve never forgotten how you whispered my name into my ear, over and over again.”

His words repulsed me. I hated him.

“I remember you being the biggest mistake of my life.”

“Turn around.”

“Go to hell.”

“I earned my free ticket to hell a long time ago. Turn around, Avery.”

The way my name rolled off his tongue caused my breath to catch; it always had. I despised the fact that he still possessed the power to make my traitorous body react. He was and always would be toxic. Forbidden. Poison. I’d had a taste, and it had nearly killed me. Now, I knew better than to bite the apple.

He pressed his chest against my back, and old memories trespassed into my mind. No matter how hard I’d tried, I’d never forgotten the last night we’d spent together. Under an audience of a million twinkling stars, we had slept on a blanket on the edge of Cotton Wilson’s private lake. That night had been beautiful. Perfect. Two days later, Stone was long gone, and thanks to social media and gossiping texts, the people in my small community knew why before I did.

“Leave me alone,” I whispered.

“I can’t do that. There’s a bad storm coming with high winds and a lot of rain. I know for a fact that the only two motels are full, and by now the ferry has already closed.”

There had to be somewhere else for me to stay. A shelter. A church. Hell, even in my car. Another large gust of wind sailed through the air, knocking over the trash bin by the driveway and causing a piece of some sort of metal to blow down the street.

He placed his hand on my upper arm in a gentle touch. “Come inside, Avery, before you end up getting hurt.”

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Kathryn James lives in a southern small town with her husband and a very sweet and spoiled poodle named Macy. Being a hopeless romantic, she loves to read and write about bad-boy sexy alpha males and strong heroines. The beach is one of her favorite places to hangout, relax, and write. She debuted her first novel, Crazy Beautiful Lies and released a short Crazy Beautiful Kiss which was published in A Story of a Kiss anthology. She plans to release it again as a novella by the end of summer.

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