Four Fathers, #1
by J.D. Hollyfield
Release Date:
April 2nd, 2018
April 2nd, 2018
Genre:
Contemporary
Romance
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Synopsis:
I am meticulous. Structured. A single father.
I obsess over things and crave control.
And when a hot, feisty little woman throws a wrench in my carefully laid out plans, I lose my mind.
My every thought revolves around making her bend to my will—until they become less about her doing things my way and more about just her.
My name is Trevor Blackstone.
I am an obsessive, complicated, demanding man.
People may not understand me, but it doesn't stop them from wanting me.
I obsess over things and crave control.
And when a hot, feisty little woman throws a wrench in my carefully laid out plans, I lose my mind.
My every thought revolves around making her bend to my will—until they become less about her doing things my way and more about just her.
My name is Trevor Blackstone.
I am an obsessive, complicated, demanding man.
People may not understand me, but it doesn't stop them from wanting me.
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Four Fathers Series:
Blackstone by J.D. Holyfield
Release Date: April 2nd
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Kingston by Dani René
Release Date: April 9th
Kingston: Erotic Romance
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HB5JGR
Pearson by K Webster
Release Date: April 16th
Genre: Taboo Romance
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HzbIf4
Wheeler by Ker Dukey
Release Date: April 23rd
Genre: Dark Supsense
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HzRe6f
Release Date: April 2nd
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HmtBxz
Kingston by Dani René
Release Date: April 9th
Kingston: Erotic Romance
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HB5JGR
Pearson by K Webster
Release Date: April 16th
Genre: Taboo Romance
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HzbIf4
Wheeler by Ker Dukey
Release Date: April 23rd
Genre: Dark Supsense
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2HzRe6f
Excerpt:
Being Sunday, I decide to take a break from memory lane. I snatch a worn historical romance paperback from Gran’s bookshelf and slide into my brand new white bikini. Grabbing my towel and a Mike’s Hard Lemonade from the fridge, I head out back.
The sun feels amazing on my skin. I inhale the breeze, tasting the salt of the ocean on my tongue. I drop my towel on the lawn chair and get comfortable. My shades are down, and my book is ready to be dominated.
“This is nice,” I hum to myself, lifting my lemonade and taking a nice sip.
And out it all repels as I spit and choke on it.
“Jeeeesus Christ.”
I knock my sunglasses halfway down my nose as my eyes threaten to fall out of their sockets. Where in holy heavens did he come from? The half-naked man leaning on his balcony across the way. My tongue about falls out of my mouth. Is that Numbers? And holy shit, when did he get so much muscle? I’d call him fit, but that’s not fit. That’s like, “Hi, I eat muscle for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and now I’m just all muscle.”
I wipe at my chin, unsure whether it’s lemonade splatter or I'm drooling. I’m probably drooling. I wasn’t paying attention to much of him yesterday when he was acting all crazy on my front step. I just wanted him gone. To be honest, while he was babbling, I was trying to dig in the back of my brain for my old high school karate moves in case he tried something on me. Looking at him now, I wish he had.
He lifts his hand, threading his large hand through his hair and dragging his fingers down his hard chest covered in a dusting of hair. “Oh boy, where’s that hand going?” I mumble, licking my lips. Oh yeah. I see where this is going. Yep, oh yeah... Did I just moan?
Oh, hell yeah I did, but it’s so worth it. His hand dips down into his board shorts and he adjusts himself. Feel free to pull them down. Show us the goods, I think, mentally visualizing just how big his junk is. He’s a pretty big guy. Big hands. Theory says, and all.
Watching him fondle himself in all his hot glory, my curiosity piques. How old is he really? He sure had a reason to take offense by my calling him old. He certainly doesn’t look old. He surely looks a zillion times hotter than Jimmy, and he was only twenty-eight. I’m not an age wizard, but if I had to guess, I’d say late thirties, early forties. Definitely a bit out of my age range. Why? No idea. No real reason screaming stay away. Well, besides the major one being he wants to evict me, tear down my Gran’s life of memories, and probably build a gym in its place.
Yeah, that’s a good enough reason.
It also reminds me it’s the guys who look appealing on the outside that usually turn out to be dicks on the inside.
The sun feels amazing on my skin. I inhale the breeze, tasting the salt of the ocean on my tongue. I drop my towel on the lawn chair and get comfortable. My shades are down, and my book is ready to be dominated.
“This is nice,” I hum to myself, lifting my lemonade and taking a nice sip.
And out it all repels as I spit and choke on it.
“Jeeeesus Christ.”
I knock my sunglasses halfway down my nose as my eyes threaten to fall out of their sockets. Where in holy heavens did he come from? The half-naked man leaning on his balcony across the way. My tongue about falls out of my mouth. Is that Numbers? And holy shit, when did he get so much muscle? I’d call him fit, but that’s not fit. That’s like, “Hi, I eat muscle for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and now I’m just all muscle.”
I wipe at my chin, unsure whether it’s lemonade splatter or I'm drooling. I’m probably drooling. I wasn’t paying attention to much of him yesterday when he was acting all crazy on my front step. I just wanted him gone. To be honest, while he was babbling, I was trying to dig in the back of my brain for my old high school karate moves in case he tried something on me. Looking at him now, I wish he had.
He lifts his hand, threading his large hand through his hair and dragging his fingers down his hard chest covered in a dusting of hair. “Oh boy, where’s that hand going?” I mumble, licking my lips. Oh yeah. I see where this is going. Yep, oh yeah... Did I just moan?
Oh, hell yeah I did, but it’s so worth it. His hand dips down into his board shorts and he adjusts himself. Feel free to pull them down. Show us the goods, I think, mentally visualizing just how big his junk is. He’s a pretty big guy. Big hands. Theory says, and all.
Watching him fondle himself in all his hot glory, my curiosity piques. How old is he really? He sure had a reason to take offense by my calling him old. He certainly doesn’t look old. He surely looks a zillion times hotter than Jimmy, and he was only twenty-eight. I’m not an age wizard, but if I had to guess, I’d say late thirties, early forties. Definitely a bit out of my age range. Why? No idea. No real reason screaming stay away. Well, besides the major one being he wants to evict me, tear down my Gran’s life of memories, and probably build a gym in its place.
Yeah, that’s a good enough reason.
It also reminds me it’s the guys who look appealing on the outside that usually turn out to be dicks on the inside.
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The Four Fathers Series is a series you don't want to miss! I read the first two installments and these are sexy, steamy and captivating reads that will leave you fanning yourself like crazy and turning the pages until the very end! The powerful men who created the Four Fathers Freight empire will do whatever it takes to get what they want. *Fans Face* Be prepared to meet and fall for Trevor, Levi, Eric and Jax. These dirty talkers are about to fall hard for sassy and confident heroines that drive them wild and make them step out of their comfort zone.
Each book in this series has a different genre. In Blackstone, we follow Lucy and Trevor's journey. This is a contemporary romance that will make you laugh as much as it will make you fan yourself! The chemistry between these two characters is absolutely scorching and sparks are guaranteed to fly in each scene that they share. Lucy is wasting Trevor's precious time. He needs her out of her house before the end of the summer. His next business plans depend on it. As days go by, Trevor finds himself wanting to see more of Lucy. She's feisty, sexy, unexpected and a temptation he can't resist.
I really liked this quick and sexy read from J.D. Hollyfield. Lucy and Trevor were two strong and confident characters and I loved reading their story. Even if it only took me about two hours to finish this book, I really liked how well I connected with the characters. J.D. Hollyfield has a fantastic writing style and each book that I read from her has been a wonderful reading escape. This series is off to an amazing start!! Can't wait to read about the other Four Fathers.
Rating:
I give, Blackstone, by J.D. Hollyfield, 4 steamy, deliciously dirty, fast-paced, enemies-to-lovers stars!
About the Author:
J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not cooking, event planning, or spending time with her family, she’s relaxing with her nose stuck in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own stories to life. Living in the Midwest, she’s currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.
J.D. Hollyfield dapples in all genres, from romantic comedy, contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, fantasy and erotica! Want to know more! Follow her on all platforms!
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