Blog Tour (Book Review, Excerpt & Giveaway): Out of Plans

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We are excited to participate in the release week event for Stylo’s OUT OF PLANS, the much anticipated sequel to Best Laid Plans

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Synopsis

THE new PLAN:

Find Marc

* Don’t find Marc

* Take down a Russian Bratva boss

* Don’t have sex with Kingsley

Find Marc

* Take down a Colombian drug lord

Don’t fall for Marc again

* DON’T FIND MARC

Kill every –

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* SCREW THE PLAN AND JUST WING IT

This is the story of what happens when best laid plans fail, and a vengeful woman is forced to find her own way once again. A bond broken, trust shattered, and too many lies to keep track of find Marc and Lily all out of plans and running out of time. Can they find their way back to each other before trouble finds them first, or is it really the end of their journey?

If  this NOVEL were MOVIE, it would have an R rating from the MPAA. Contains: Violence,

Grisly Images, Strong Language, Nudity, and Graphic Sexual Content.

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UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B019CV1CXQ

CA: http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/B019CV1CXQ

AUS: http://www.amazon.com.au/gp/product/B019CV1CXQ

Grace Review
Does Lily ever get her revenge on Anatoly Stankovski?
Will she ever forgive Marc?
Do we get more Kingsley?

Let’s start with the easy question.  F**K YEAH we get more Kingsley!!  He plays a key role in this book and as we learn a little more about him, I just crave more!

“Kingsley’s Law: Style is everything, darling.”

Who is Mai? (the name he says in his dreams)
How much does he care for Lily?

My heart hurt for him.  He hides so much with his polished exterior and go-lucky attitude.  But it’s clear how hard each mission affects him, particularly when Lily is hurt.  Their friendship is stronger than ever and I really hope he finds his happily ever after soon.

For the second question, let’s just rip off the band aid.  This was my least favorite part of the book. Their back and forth bickering, once their paths do cross, seemed endless.  Yes, Marc’s letter was a shitty thing to do, but if Lily would just open her ears, she’d understand his reasons. And yes, I understood that she wanted to complete her mission and didn’t want anyone else to do it for her. She wanted to exact her own revenge for closure.  But both Lily and Marc are very stubborn people and they would just rehash the same argument over and over, instead of talking it out like normal rational people.

And the first question?  I can’t tell you how it all plays out, but I can tell you, from Miami on, I loved this story.  The trio of mercenaries had a plan of sorts and it was fun to see it come together, or not. These Russians are some pesky fuckers.  Neither Anatoly, nor his bitch of wife, Roksana, go down without a fight.

We’re gonna make it.  We’re tottally going to make it.  He had a plan.  He had a goddamn plan, and it worked.
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Fuck his stupid fucking plan.  Fucking plans.  They never, ever work.

Lily has morphed from a somewhat strong heroine to G.I. Jane/Laura Croft.  Total badass.  Her intense drive to get her revenge fuels her and bullets can only slow her down.

This book also introduces another intriguing Alpha, drug lord Damiano Ledo.  You will hate him in Colombia.  What he does to Lily?  OUCH to the 100th degree!  But he’s actually a reasonable guy who when faced with facts, becomes a good ally.  I wouldn’t mind him getting his own story.  He has a lot of potential even though he deals in a dirty trade.

It takes time but Lily and Marc do grow up in this story.  And as a team that work together, they are pretty impressive.  Like fellow reviewer, Michelle, mentioned, this book like the first, feels like watching an action movie.  Everything is detailed blow by horrible blow.  You feel like you are part of the story.  And this is not a story that can be skimmed.  You will miss the heart-racing, adrenaline rush feeling if you do so.  So buckle up for another fun ride!

“Haven’t you figured it out yet?  I’m all out of plans.”

– Grace

*An ARC was received for an honest review.

Excerpt

Shock wasn’t a big enough word to describe how Lily felt, looking up to find Marc staring at her in that ballroom. Anyone else. It literally could have been anyone else – her father, Mickey Mouse, Hitler, and she would’ve been less surprised. Marcelle De Sant wasn’t real, anymore. He was a figment of her imagination, something that usually only appeared late at night, when she was alone and missing a more dangerous time in her life.

Besides, wasn’t he supposed to be in Brazil!? Wasn’t he … anywhere she wasn’t?

Wasn’t he not quite this good looking!? It’s unfair that such a dick can be so good looking.

Dancing with her was bad enough. They’d fought, as had always been in their nature, but it wasn’t the same. She hated him. He’d lied to her, and he’d manipulated her, and he’d abandoned her. Told her she wasn’t good enough, then told her to go home. She loathed him.

And yet, his arm was around her, and his eyes were so blue, and she’d missed him so much.

Rat bastard.

And of course, along with fighting, their other old friend made an appearance – bad luck. Next thing Lily had known, she was being dragged upstairs and shoved into a bedroom. There was arguing. There was kissing.

So really, it was just like old times.

The bedroom door swung open, but she barely registered it. Marc’s hands were moving over her body, pressing down on her breasts. He moved one lower, sliding it over her hip and around to her ass, pulling her away from the wall and into himself.

She ran her hands down his chest and worked them under his jacket, smoothing around to his back. She bit into his bottom lip and that earned her yet another groan, followed by his tongue filling her mouth.

Acting a part, acting a part. Not enjoying this at all. Nope, nooooope.

People were in the room. Someone was barking questions in Spanish. Marc ignored them, and the hand on her ass suddenly moved and grabbed her thigh, yanking her leg up to his hip. She made a big show of pulling his belt apart, all while his mouth moved down her neck, leaving sloppy wet kisses in its wake. His hands were back at her chest and buttons flew as he yanked open her blouse. One hand went down the top of her tank, and suddenly Lily didn’t care that they had an audience. Marc was touching her again, that was all that mattered.

Excuse me!” a voice barked out. “You cannot be in here. You go now.”

Marc’s free hand began rooting around in his pocket, and he pulled out a handful of pesos. He held them out to the nearest guard.

“We go in twenty minutes,” he panted, shoving the money into an open hand.

“Twenty minutes? Jesus, that’s disappointing,” she gave a husky laugh, then moaned when the hand on her breast squeezed.

“Alright. Twenty minutes. We come back, and you leave room,” they were warned.

But neither of them could answer, as their mouths met again and their tongues moved against each other.

Her mind had registered the length of time since he’d left her, but her body didn’t notice it at all. It recognized his touch as if they’d been together just the day before; like no time had passed. It made it all even worse. Her brain had done a good job of pretending it was over him. But her body had longed for him for six months. Had missed him. Hadn’t understood why he’d left.

That thought brought her to her senses, and Lily abruptly shoved him away. They were both breathing hard. Marc’s pants were undone and Lily’s blouse was hanging open. Her matte red lipstick was smeared across his mouth and chin. She took a deep breath and smoothed her hands over her hips.

“Okay, we need to figure this out, right now,” she told him.

“Alright,” he agreed, though he seemed a little dazed. She resisted the urge to smirk.

“I didn’t come here for you. Nothing I’ve done in the last six months has been for you,” she lied. “You’re not a part of this. You were never a part of this, except for a couple weeks in Africa. I will not let you ruin this for me again, De Sant.

When we walk out of this room, you’re going to leave the house, and I’m going to finish this job.”

Marc’s daze wore off and he glared as he put his pants back to rights.

“I’ve been a part of this since the moment you opened that safe, and you know it.

What do you think I’ve been doing this whole time? Fucking vacationing? I’m not exactly getting paid for this shit.”

“No one asked you to do any of this shit. You just took it upon yourself. You just ran away and decided to solve a problem that wasn’t even any of your business.”

He flinched and Lily smiled.

“I thought you’d understand,” he grumbled, glancing in a mirror that was behind her. He yanked off his bow tie and used it to wipe at lipstick around his mouth.

“Then you thought wrong.”

 

About

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Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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Giveaway

Stylo Fantome’s OUT OF PLANS Release Week Event Giveaway

♥ Book 1 – Best Laid Plans ♥

*on SALE from 12/15-12/17 for $0.99!

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