Body of the Crime Blog Tour
Title: Body Of The Crime (Blackest Gold, #2)
Author: R. Scarlett
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 30 , 2017
S Y N O P S I S
Never trust a demon. Never trust your heart. And never trust the woman who holds it. In Body of the Crime, a beast craved a beauty and oh, how she ravaged him.
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R E V I E W
Jazmin's Review
★★★★★ 4.5 demon stars!
Wow. Just, wow. This book was more than I expected. There were a few things I didn't see coming but I still loved everything about this book! Vein of Love was a really great book and this one was just as amazing.
From the beginning all the way to the end I felt like the characters grew and were able to express their feelings more. And what I loved most was the fact that Tensley showed his kinder side to Molly more than what we got in the first book. He tried to be the hard monster a demon is suppose to be but his sweeter side always found a way to come out and Molly saw that.
I felt like Molly was a bit annoying sometimes in the first book and always looking for trouble even if she didn't mean to, but in Crime of the Body she seemed to have matured a bit and tried to gain Tensley's trust. I definitely liked her way more in this book.
Tensley was one sexy of a beast as always. He still tried to hard to not let himself catch any real feelings for Molly but failed miserable. We got to see a bit more of his kinder side which I really loved. And another of my favorite moments was when he finally marked his Molly.
Let me tell you, not only was this book great filled with the action and some great moments with Tensley and Molly, but it also had some very hot moments, which was a major plus! If you haven't read the first book I suggest you do so because this book cannot be read as a standalone. And you wouldn't want to miss how awesome the book is. It's a must read!
*ARC kindly provided in an exchange for an honest review
E X C E R P T
Tensley’s dark eyes turned to her. Eyes a dark, vivid night and he marched towards her, grasping her face into his large, powerful hands.“Are you hurt?” Tensley asked when they were by themselves, his thumb skimming along her jaw down to her neckline. “I’m fine, Tensley,” she whispered, squinting in the muted light. She caught his wrist and stroked it while he held her face still. She watched his vivid eyes, terrified, but fascinated by their darkness. “Are you okay? Your eyes are pitch-black. What’s wrong?” she asked, anxious. He caught her eyes, that lethal stare making her stomach flip. “When we feel threatened, angry or…aroused…our eyes tend to turn black.” Her cheeks grew hot and she knew he could feel the warmth on his palms. Those dark, vivid eyes continued to watch her closely. “All I can smell is my scent on you, and seeing how he just had his hands on you, how you weren’t protected—” Tensley hissed, a snarl escaping him. “I want you so bad I can’t think straight. I want to bite your ivory neck—deep, deep enough to mark. Deep enough to protect you and make you unconditionally mine. Do you want me to do that, Molly?” he asked, his voice breathless with need. His eyes turned feral, he was a predator. A beast. And he could no longer resist his prey. “Would you bare my mark, Molly? Are you ready to be mine?” he finished, his voice low and raw. “Yes,” she answered, her breathing uneven. She was ready for the beast. She was ready for it all. His mouth found hers and it was vicious, impatient. Molly dug her fingers into his shoulder blades, before sliding them up to tug on his thick mane of hair. That only stirred the beast within him, and he grasped her hips, pulling her flush against his muscular, powerful frame. His hands palmed her rear and with a sudden growl, he lifted her up. She gasped, breathless in his strong hold, but he caught her mouth again and swallowed her breaths, leading them to a desk. He paused, his chest warring against hers and she stared down at him, stroking his heated cheeks, those demon eyes penetrating hers. “Not here, not like this,” he breathed out. “We’re leaving.” He placed her down, her legs heavy and weak, and he grasped her hand, taking them out of the room. Molly stayed close, feeling the heat roll off Tensley’s skin from the beast inside him. When she kissed his forearm before they left the empty hallway, he threw her a lethal, dangerous look, one that warmed her belly with desire and the knowledge of what was about to happen. He’s going to mark me. Tensley weaved through the crowd, shouldering some to make sure Molly moved through untouched. One man looked at her and Tensley snarled at him; his beast had taken over, the demon side controlling him to defend her, to warn others off. As they approached the front doors, Molly’s heart raced. So close to freedom, to being outside of his culture and being ininto his arms. “Tensley,” a voice called when they were nearly out. Tensley stalled, and Molly followed his gaze to see his father approaching. Mr. Knight turned his focus on Molly and raised his chin, sniffing once. He followed that with a curt nod of approval, and Tensley kept his route out of the party, rushing them down the front steps. His arm snaked around Molly’s waist as he waved down a car. “You want the beast?” he whispered into her ear. “Yes.” “Good. Because he needs you.”
A B O U T T H E A U T H O R
R. Scarlett lives in a small quaint town in Southern Ontario, Canada and has an unhealthy obsession with mythology and romance.
From studying English literature and minoring in History, she loves losing herself in a good book and snuggling up to her Brittany Spaniel. When she's not writing or plotting a delicious novel, she can be found hanging out with friends and family, going on long car rides, exploring small towns, or watching reruns of Sex and the City.
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