Thursday, September 25, 2014

09/25/14 Temper for You by Genna Rulon w/ Review

Temper For You
For You Series, book #3
By Genna Rulon





"Life is messy. Love is messier." -Catch and Release

Meg Adeio has led a life of isolation—not by choice, by necessity—until one act of heroism forces her out of seclusion. Despite a past shrouded in mystery, Meg is “adopted” by an eclectic group of friends that become the family she never had. Life was good for the first time in…ever.

Or it was until Westly Black reappeared on her doorstep. She knew he was the last man any woman should give her time to—only good for one thing—yet a temptation no woman could deny. Wes might make her life messy, but Meg’s eyes were wide open and she had it under control. At least she thought she did.

When past and present collide, loyalties are tested, forcing Meg to sacrifice her future to protect those she loves.

Temper For You is a gripping story of regret, deception, and redemption – filled with raw emotion, sarcastic wit, intrigue, and love’s propensity to forgive.

• Though Temper For You is a part of the For You Series, it can be read as a stand alone
• This story is appropriate for readers 18+





***** SAR Blog 5 Star Review *****
I love the For You Series! I me some Huntleigh, Grifflo and WesRory!! The suspense in this series keeps you alive and such a page turner. Temper for You is Meg and Westley's story. I guess you could call these two the dark prince & princess of the group. No spoilers but just read for yourself.
You find out that Meg has kept her secrets from her loved ones for several reasons. When her past catches up, she has to make a decision to either run or face the darkness to saved her family.
I always thought Westley was jerkface but I knew something was stirring between the two and when fate happens, a steamy love affair creates between Meg and Wes. Both realize their one night stand wasn't enough but when they are getting closer, Wes realizes there is more to Meg and just wants the truth but she can't give it to him. Will she reveal who she really is or keep her identity to herself to save them from her dangerous past?
I was gifted an arc in exchange for an honest review.


About Genna Rulon:


Genna Rulon is a contemporary romance author with a passion for blending comedy, tragedy, suspense, and hope to create her “book babies.” 


During her 15 years in the corporate world, Genna—inspired by her love of reading—fantasized about penning her own stories.  Encouraged by her favorite authors, many of whom are indie writers and self-published, she committed to pursue her aspirations of writing her own novels.


Genna was born in California and raised on Long Island in New York, where she still resides, surrounded by the most amazing family and friends.  She’s married to a wonderful man who patiently tolerates her ramblings about whichever book she is currently working on—even feigning interest relatively convincingly!  Genna is blessed with two little boys who do their best to thwart mommy's writing time with their hilarious antics and charming extrapolations.


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Until the foursome strong-armed their way into my life, I’d never sought the intimacy of friendship. It wasn’t because I didn’t want it, mind you, but you can’t want something you don’t believe exists…something you’ve never seen.  And like love, friendship has never been anything more than an abstract concept or literary device…at least in my experience.  The possibility of melting the ice of loneliness encasing a soul was unfathomable to someone who had never felt the warmth of support or care.  That warmth was like a drug, and I had to be very careful not to become an addict, mindlessly searching for my next hit of affection.  I knew without a doubt that I would have to live without it again one day in the not-so-distant future…regardless of how much the thought tore at my heart.

When all was said and done, I was still rotting, and I wouldn’t—couldn’t—contaminated those I’d grown to love.





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