Title: Found Underneath
Author: K.L. Kreig
Series: Finding Me #2
Release Date: May 30, 2017
My Rating: 5+ STARS!
It began as a ruse.
Take a girlfriend. Divert the press from the fucked up mess that’s my family until my father is re-elected. Stage a public breakup. Move on.
Only that brilliant plan went straight south the moment I set eyes on Willow Blackwell.
I found her.
My center. My future. A soulmate with the will of a mule and the mouth of a harpy.
I now want things I never wanted before. Permanent kinds of things.
Only Fate—and her ex—have other plans for us.
In some sort of cosmic impossibility, our lives unknowingly intersected years before when tragedy befell both our families. Once the devastating truth is finally revealed, the future I’d found in her will come crashing down around us and for the first time in my life I’m completely helpless.
I may very well lose the only woman I've ever loved to a past neither of us saw coming.
*warning: 18+ only. Contains foul language, explicit sex and a hot alpha (or two, or three). NOTE: This is NOT a standalone. It’s the conclusion to LOST IN BETWEEN, which MUST be read first.
This ridiculously amazing, frustrating, stunning book! I have SO MANY FEELS. Quite possibly ALL the feels. KL Kreig has surreptitiously slipped into my top favorite reads of the year, and settled solidly in the top 3. This duet is equal parts heartbreaking and downright sublime.
Shaw and Willow had their work cut out for them from the get-go, but with the news Shaw receives along with the further troubles in Found Underneath I had my sincere doubts this could all come to a satisfying closure. But that'll teach me to doubt Queen Kreig.
What was crafted from the shambles left in book one was a modicum of sexy trysts to an almost obsessive level of chemistry between Shaw and Willow, a lot of heart, hurt and forgiveness, and most of all a story that curved in so many directions yet came to the hilt in the utmost of provocative (thought-, feeling- and sex-wise) fashion. I will never not love this duet in all its angsty and sexy glory. If you haven't met Shawn Mercer, WTH are you waiting for? He's a dominating alpha with an almost pure heart of gold when it comes to Willow. And let's face it if it was 100% he wouldn't be nearly as fun, relatable or sexy. And what you'll find in Willow is one of the strongest, vulnerably relatable characters I've read in quite some time. To say it's a must-read would be an understatement. So you'll just need to read it for yourself to find out why I'm so obsessed!
Shaw and Willow had their work cut out for them from the get-go, but with the news Shaw receives along with the further troubles in Found Underneath I had my sincere doubts this could all come to a satisfying closure. But that'll teach me to doubt Queen Kreig.
What was crafted from the shambles left in book one was a modicum of sexy trysts to an almost obsessive level of chemistry between Shaw and Willow, a lot of heart, hurt and forgiveness, and most of all a story that curved in so many directions yet came to the hilt in the utmost of provocative (thought-, feeling- and sex-wise) fashion. I will never not love this duet in all its angsty and sexy glory. If you haven't met Shawn Mercer, WTH are you waiting for? He's a dominating alpha with an almost pure heart of gold when it comes to Willow. And let's face it if it was 100% he wouldn't be nearly as fun, relatable or sexy. And what you'll find in Willow is one of the strongest, vulnerably relatable characters I've read in quite some time. To say it's a must-read would be an understatement. So you'll just need to read it for yourself to find out why I'm so obsessed!
Author: K.L. Kreig
Series: Finding Me #1
Series: Finding Me #1
Release Date: February 20, 2017
We all have one.
A price.
That magic number that will get us to agree to do anything, be anything.
Don’t sit on your gold-plated high horse and say you don’t because you do. Everyone does. Each of us has something we covet enough that we’d sell ourselves to have it.
What’s my tipping point, you ask? Apparently a cool quarter mil will do the trick.
What does one do for 250 large, you wonder? Anything the infamous, gorgeous playboy of Seattle wants. For the next four months I’ll be Shaw Mercer’s arm candy, his beck and call girl, his faux girlfriend. I’ll be his to command, mold, push and pull in any direction he sees fit.
I’ll fight falling into bed with him. I’ll fight falling in love with him even harder. I’ll fail at both. And when my past and present collide in the most unexpected of ways, I’ll learn that while one man’s love for me has never died, the only man’s love I really want will never be mine.
I’m just a regular ol’ Midwest girl who likes Game of Thrones and am obsessed with Modern Family and The Goldbergs. I run, I eat, I run, I eat. It’s a vicious cycle. I love carbs, but there’s love-hate relationship with my ass and thighs. Mostly hate. I like a good cocktail (oh hell…who am I kidding? I love any cocktail). I’m a huge creature of habit, but I’ll tell you I’m flexible. I read every single day and if I don’t get a chance…watch the hell out, I’m a raving bitch. My iPad and me: BFFs. I’m direct and I make no apologies for it. I swear too much. I love alternative music and in my next life I want to be a bad-ass female rocker. I hate, hate, hate spiders, telemarketers, liver, acne, winter and loose hairs that fall down my shirt (don’t ask, it’s a thing).
