Blog Tour (Book Review & Excerpt): Midnight Blue by L.J. Shen

Title: Midnight Blue
Author: LJ Shen
Reviewer: Grace
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 336 pages
Rating: 3.5 stars

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It should have been easy.

I needed the money. He needed a babysitter to keep him from snorting himself to death.

I was cherry-picked especially for him. Responsible. Optimistic. Warm. Innocent.

The worst part is that I should have known better.

Alex Winslow. British rock star. Serial heartbreaker. Casanova with whiskey eyes.

“Don’t get near the devil in a leather jacket. He’ll chew you up and spit you out.”

Sounds familiar? That’s because it was a headline in a tabloid the second time he got arrested.

Guess what? I didn’t listen.

I signed the contract.

World tour. Three months. Four Continents. One hundred shows.

My name is Indigo Bellamy, and I sold my soul to a tattooed god.

Problem was, my soul wasn’t enough for Alex Winslow. He ended up taking my body, too.

Then he took my heart.

Then he took my all.

Grace Review
Looks like this is one of those books where I am the minority. While I liked this book, I didn’t love it like so many other readers. So, take my review for what it is, just my opinion.

For me, this book had two ratings:
1st half: 2.5 stars
2nd half: 4 stars
Let me explain why.

Dickhead Alphas are extremely popular in romance books, and happen to be this author’s specialty. I’ve been known to fall for a couple from time to time. But I have some stipulations behind it.
If you are going to have a huge jackass, who is rude to just about everyone (other than his fans), as Alex Winslow seems to be in the first half of the book, then he needs to have something redeeming about him, other than looks (again, just my opinion). I also need a heroine who stands toe to toe with him. I didn’t see either of those stipulations in the first half of this book. Instead, for the most part, Indie Bellamy, his new roadie babysitter, just lets him treat her like shit. And at the same time, she is still hot for him.

“How could she be attracted to a guy who represented every vice that had made her life a quiet hell for the last few years?”

Good question. So yeah, I didn’t love the first half of this book. And I’ll leave it at that.

Somewhere around the second half of the book, Indie founds her backbone and began to step up to Alex.

“When I look at you, I see something broken that isn’t worth fixing. And you look at me like I’m a cheap thing to replace the expensive one that’s been stolen from you.”

I loved those moments. That’s what he deserved, and I think her showing that backbone, opened his eyes to who she really was. Previously, it felt like he was using her for sport. Now, I felt that there was something deeper there, that maybe he was just refusing to acknowledge.

This part of the book also dug a little into his past relationship with Fallon Lankford. I truly disliked this woman, and the author hadn’t even officially introduced her. For the life of me, I couldn’t understand why Alex pined over her. Once she is introduced, my dislike grows, and we have some answers about Alex’s feeling toward her. Not everything is as it seems. So, Alex won some points there for me. Unfortunately, a crazy revelation, got in the way.

I personally didn’t buy into Alex’s 180-character change towards the end of this book. If you are going to introduce a huge asshole in the beginning, I don’t want a complete softy at the end. However, readers who like the idea of the heroine changing the hero, for the better, essentially saving him, will like this dramatic change.

Overall, this book will appeal to those readers who love asshole heroes and how a muse can save one from self-destruction.

– Grace

*An ARC was received for an honest review.

Nat’s words came back and haunted me like a bad haircut from the eighties. An irrational need to check the goods took over me. It wasn’t like he minded. According to the rumors, his dick had seen more cameras than Kendall Jenner. Slowly—so painfully slowly—my eyes drifted down his sinewy body. I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Whatever I had in mind, though, didn’t come close to the real thing. Thick, long but not atrocious. With thin veins running through its length.

“Nice view?” he groaned, tucking his junk back into his briefs. His profile was glorious. Strong jaw, pouty lips, eyes like sex…

My eyes snapped up when I realized he was talking to me. “I wasn’t…”

“Looking? Yes, you were. Next time take a picture. It lasts longer.” He rolled his zipper upward and flushed the toilet with the toe of his boot. He turned around and squirted soap into his palm, washing his hands almost violently—rubbing between each finger and scratching his knuckles like he wanted to shed his own skin. When he was done, he looked around for a towel.

I cleared my throat, scrambling to regain my wits. “Longer than the glimpse or longer than your performance?”

Casually—so unbearably casually—he wiped his wet hands over my purple dress. I gasped, moving sideways. It looked like he was about to open the door and get out, but before I had the chance to yell at him for using me as a human towel, he slammed me against the wall, bracing both his arms above my head and pinning me to my spot. I let out a shriek of surprise at the sudden proximity.

Alex Winslow is touching me. Willingly, my surprisingly pitiful brain squealed.

Heat rolled off his body, making my back arch and my breath catch in my throat.

“Let’s make one thing clear—I could fuck you to a point of numbness without even breaking a sweat if I wanted to. Now, careful, New Girl. If you don’t keep your distance from me, I think I just might.”

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L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.


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