Saturday, 8 April 2023

Corrupted Union - Jill Ramsower

 

  





My Review


I probably should start this by admitting that I read it in a day. Not because it was too short or too light or anything like that, but simply because once I started I didn't want to put it down.
It will probably come as no surprise then that I loved this romance between Rowan and Keir, they seemed so well suited and the way that they were able to open up and be with each other worked so well. It was easy to see that they should be together.
Having said that, there was one aspect of their romance that I wasn't on board with, or rather the way that he dealt with it. I think I would have preferred if that had been done slightly differently, but overall I still really enjoyed the book and finding out about these characters. Particularly the hidden pain and past that Rowen was dealing with.
There is a character in this book called Stetson. I don't think I've ever come across a name like that before, but surely it's verging on child abuse and who knows what someone saddled with that name would end up like!
This was another great read from Jill Ramsower and one I really enjoyed, I can't wait for the next.
I received a complimentary copy of this book through NetGalley. The opinions expressed in this review are completely my own and given voluntarily.




 



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๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด. 

๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. 

๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. 

๐˜Š๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ.

 

๐™๐™๐™š ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™˜๐™? ๐™Ž๐™๐™šโ€™๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™– ๐™—๐™ค๐™ฎ๐™›๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™จ๐™๐™šโ€™๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™. 

๐™‚๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™—๐™ง๐™ž๐™™๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™จ๐™จ๐™ช๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™– ๐™œ๐™ช๐™ฎ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š ๐™ข๐™š.

 

๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ

๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ญ๐˜บ?   


๐˜โ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ. 

๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜น-๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ.

 

๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฌ, ๐™„โ€™๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™– ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ค๐™š๐™™ ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™›๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™ง, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„โ€™๐™ข ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™šโ€™๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ค ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™—๐™–๐™˜๐™ .









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โ€œI donโ€™t want you over there until we sort this out.โ€

โ€œHaving someone inside that house is the best possible source of information. And besides, Stetson is my boyfriend.โ€ Didnโ€™t he see the obvious flaws in his plan? I was in an ideal situation to gather intel. Stetson likely wouldnโ€™t notice if I made excuses to stay away, but I didnโ€™t tell that to Keir. I was the one who heard the girl cry. I felt responsible for her, and I didnโ€™t want to wipe my hands of her without ensuring something was being done.

Something about what Iโ€™d said struck a nerve. Keirโ€™s vibrant blue eyes darkened until they were as fathomless as the deepest parts of the ocean. He walked me backward, trapping me between his enormous body and the wall, his face suddenly inches from mine.

โ€œWhy do you even care about any of this? You could go about your life with no skin off your back.โ€

I prickled at the insinuation. โ€œIโ€™m just a shallow sorority girl, so youโ€™d think thatโ€™s what Iโ€™d do. Maybe Iโ€™m looking for bonus points when I apply for my membership with the Colony Club. Oh, I know! Maybe Iโ€™m doing it out of a sense of obligation derived from my obvious superiority.โ€ Was that what he wanted to hear? That my station in life made me incapable of any depth or compassion?

โ€œDonโ€™t put words in my fucking mouth,โ€ he growled.

โ€œI didnโ€™t have to. You might as well have put them on a billboard.โ€

I couldnโ€™t breathe. He was too much. Too disorienting.

His body blocked my escape, the same way his overwhelming presence eclipsed all thought of anything else. All I could see or feel or think of was Keir.

Then his lips were on mine, his hands gripping me tightly to him. I met his kiss with an intensity that rivaled his own. We were two magnets unable to resist one another.

The sensual press of his lips, the tug of his fingers in my hair, the delicious taste of his tongue against mineโ€”the simple act erased my identity until I was no longer Rowan. I was whoever he wanted me to be. I was free.

His hands began to roam my body, but only for a second. Not nearly long enough. He stiffened and pulled back as though only then realizing what heโ€™d done. A heavy veil descended behind his eyes, cutting off any chance of me understanding where his thoughts had taken him.

I didnโ€™t know what to say or do.

โ€œLooks like staying away from the boyfriend wonโ€™t be such an imposition.โ€ His well-placed jab deflated the balloon heโ€™d only just filled in my chest.








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Jill is a Texan, born and raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being an author and a mom, she's a travel junkie and loves to read when she is not lost in her own stories.

With Jillโ€™s books, you can count on confident heroines, plenty of steamy tension, and deliciously assertive leading men. There are no guarantees in life, but with her books, you know everything will work out in the end. However, a perfect ending would not be nearly as satisfying without a seemingly insurmountable challenge. Jill loves to add plenty of adversity in her stories, creating unforgettably dynamic characters and sneaky plot twists you will never see coming.

 


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