Blog Tour (Book Review, Excerpt & Giveaway): Hooked by Christina Phillips

Title: Hooked (Viking Bastards MC #1)
Author: Christina Phillips @ChristinaPh_
Reviewer: Tammy @tammyvoiced
Rating: 3 stars
Releasing Feb 6, 2017
Entangled Scorched
He’s the Bad Boy Biker she can’t resist.

I like my sex dirty and disposable. I’m not into commitment
or chicks who want more than one night. My brothers and club come first, second
and last.
Until she walks into my life. Classy, rich
and so out of my league it’s crazy. A week together should get her out of my
system, but this good girl is so bad when we’re all alone and I can’t get
enough of her.
I don’t do forever, but she’s hooked me so bad I
don’t ever want to let her go. Except there’s no way a princess can live in my
world and I sure as hell won’t live in hers…

Hooked was a quick fun read.

It was not concentrated on the MC life so the MC in the title is a little misleading of you are wanting a full on MC read. I did not mind it though. I do not think the book would have the same feel if it did.

The back and forth of trying to convince themselves if this is right or wrong are they doing was not over the top, it was just right.

Each character learned from each other. Whether it was to follow your dreams or going outside of your comfort zone.

It had a smidge angst.
It had a splash of drama.
It had a pint of opposites attract.
It had a gallon of wrong side of tracks.
It had a handful of sex.

Side note: The author is based in Australia and some of her lingo slipped into the book even though the setting was in California. They are not far off that you would not be able to understand what she meant. It was quicke for me to pick it up since I was a lot of Aussie TV.

– Tammy

*An ARC was received for an honest review.

The shower’s great, though—triple-size with glass doors and low-level tiled seating along one side. Whoever designed this bathroom sure must like their showers. I find a towel in the cupboard under the sink, turn on the faucets, and peel off my clothes.

I don’t think the dress is salvageable, but considering the reason why it’s ruined I’ve no complaints. I’m still smiling as I step under the water.

The glass is steamed up and I’m half rinsed off when I see a dark shadow leaning against the door to the bedroom. My heart slams against my ribs, even though I know it’s Zach, and I rub a circle clear on the glass.

He toasts me with a bottle of whiskey before taking a long swallow. He’s naked except for a pair of boxer briefs, and even through the steam I can see the tattoos on his thighs and pecs.

How long was he standing there watching me? I’m kind of shocked that I don’t care he was perving on me, but if I’d known I would’ve made some sexy moves, like in the movies, instead of just wanting to wash away the lingering stench of that pool table.

Before I can finish off and join him, he places the whiskey beside the sink and steps out of his briefs. My peephole instantly steams up, obscuring the view, but it doesn’t matter, since he opens the door and enters the shower.

Christina is addicted to good coffee, expensive chocolate and bad boy heroes. She writes on the sizzling side of naughty, and loves bringing her tough biker heroes to
their knees (her heroines enjoy this, too ☺).
Christina is also owned by three gorgeous cats who are convinced the universe revolves around their needs. They are not wrong.


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