June 25, 2014

The Request (The Request #1) By Marquita Valentine

 
Synopsis
 
 


Roman Smith ~ Shopkeeper by day. Assassin by night.
The undercover Russian contract killer has never turned down an assignment that rids the world of scum. But this … request is the first time his conscience gets the best of him.
Only, he has a good reason—Everly Andrews, the woman who saved him from dying and has no clue who or what he really is. There’s nothing Roman won’t do to keep Everly in the dark, even if it means losing her in the process.


This is a three-part series, releasing every month, perfect for the summer!
Part One: The Request – Releases June 25, 2014
Part Two: The Deception – Releases July 30, 2014
Part Three: The Confession – Releases August 27, 2014
 


Review
 
Holy Mother Of Earth! Yes my Darling Marquita blessed us with a magnificent work of art!
The Request is everything you could want in a book about a freaking
Hot Bad ass Russian Assassin!
 
Roman is hiding under the radar as a book store owner, but he really is a paid Assassin who kills not just for fun but for the greater good. He kills the monsters you don't know are lurking behind the walls they build. Roman is one hot piece and you just wanna lick every inch of him. I bet he tastes like Cotton Candy so damn Delicious! 
 
As Roman is pretending to be a book store owner he meets Everly she is just a doll.
Your all American type shy and innocent. who has a liking for steamy romance books
and she really likes Roman,but who wouldn't if I really meet him I might jump him right then. 
I just adored Everly she was just someone you could not help but want to be friends with.
 
There whirlwind of a romance had me from the get go and I could not put the darn book down.Perfect amount of viloence and romance mixed together.Marquita knew what she was doing because I cant get it out of my head and it shall be a hard time waiting for the next!
 
I gave this 5 stars because once I started reading I was sucked in and not once did I get bored  Roman and Everly are just amazing!
 
 
 

 


EXCERPT
 
From Chapter Two
Ivan is called The Skinner, because he takes great pleasure in skinning his victims while they’re alive. He loves the screams, the smell, the blood, and the clothes he can make.
Only one time in his presence, while my father forced me to watch Ivan perform, had been enough. My only consolation is that I was told the victim was a pedophile, but who knew if that were true or not.
“For that small mercy, I’ll make it quick.” He raises his gun, and I lunge forward, grab the packing razor and throw it at him. It embeds itself in the side of his face, the point sinking into his left eye.
He howls with pain. “Motherfucker.” He doesn’t bother to aim, just starts shooting, as I dive behind the counter. A bullet hits me in the thigh, searing pain ripping through me, and I see stars. Another hits my shoulder, rendering my arm useless.
I lay on my side, panting heavily, and trying to manage the pain as he strides to me. Petrov mutters a curse and kicks me in the ribs.
“I ought to gut you like the pig you are,” he says, pulling the razor from his face. He throws it at me, and it plunges in my hip.
“Fuck,” I growl. My leg throbs. If I don’t get help soon, I’ll bleed out. That is, unless Petrov decides to shoot me once in the heart and three times in the back of the head. It’s his signature. Then again, that might work against him.
“Do it,” I taunt. “Show the world who killed me.”
He shakes his head. “You can bleed. No one will come for you, or me.” Then he stalks out of my bookstore, leaving me lying on the floor.
I yank the razor from my thigh and yell out another curse. Damn Petrov’s family, my family, and the fucking Bratva.
Waves of darkness wash over me, and I pass out.
In what seems like seconds later, I wake up, gasping for air. I blame my comfortable life here for passing out. In the past, two gunshot wounds wouldn’t have stopped me, and Petrov would have never left my store on his own two legs.
The bells ring again. “Come to finish me off, you bastard?”
“Roman? Is that you?” a familiar voice asks. “I left my coat.”
“Everly,” I croak.
Suddenly, she’s by my side, her fingers on my face. At least I won’t die before knowing how soft her skin is, or how tenderly she strokes me.
“Oh my God. Who shot you?”

 


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New York Times Bestselling Author, Marquita Valentine, writes sexy heroes that make you swoon and sassy heroines that make you laugh. She’s the author of the bestselling contemporary romance series, Holland Springs, and the new adult romance series, Boys of the South.
Marquita met her husband aka Hot Builder at Sonic when they were in high school. She suggests this location to all of her single friends in search of a good man—and if that doesn't work, they can console themselves with cheesy tatertots. She lives in North Carolina in a very, very small town with Hot Builder and their two children.
 



 
 
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