Up in Smoke, an all-new gritty standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author T.M. Frazier is LIVE!

 

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Blurb

I’m a man without a conscience.

I deal in murder and mayhem.

I’m the best at what I do.

Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job.

A means to flush her father out of hiding.

Simple.

Except there isn’t anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she’s keeping.

She’s stubborn as hell and the sexiest god damn thing I have ever seen, sending dark, dirty animalistic desire coursing through my veins.

She’s cocaine with legs. A f*cking addiction that makes me question things I’ve never questioned before. Want things I’ve never wanted before.

I might have her, but she isn’t mine to keep.

If her father doesn’t show his face, she will be mine.

To KILL.

** Other books in the King Series DO NOT have to be read to enjoy Smoke’s book. Up in Smoke can be read as a standalone. **

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Review

“You belong to me. Your fear, your anger, your fury, your fucking defiance. It all belongs to me. And nobody fucks with what’s mine but ME.”

4 stars!

A dark and gritty story full of danger and intrigue, with a passionate, intense, unexpected love story, this book sucked me in and had me madly flipping pages. I was captivated from the brutal beginning, and loved this dark and twisted story.

This book is a part of the King series, most directly linked with companion novel All the Rage, and is the story of Smoke – mysterious killer and ‘man for hire’. Smoke’s past is a mystery, but the glimpse we get of what he has been through is enough to have my heart bleeding for him. He is dangerous and deadly, a ruthless man with no ties and no conscience, and his latest job has him hunting down a man named Frank Helburn. It’s a job, yes, but it’s also a mission of personal vengeance for Smoke and he is determined to get his man by any means necessary.

Frankie Helburn is Frank’s daughter. A quick, clever and strong 22 year old, she is wary and secretive – living a double life and keeping her identity hidden as she works on a personal mission.

Smoke considers Frankie his quickest way to Frank, so he takes her, planning flushing his target out. What he didn’t expect was to be impressed by her strength and bravery, or to be wildly attracted to her.

“I took you, hellion. You’re all mine. Only I get to say whether you live or die.”
“You’re a monster,” she whispers on a shaky exhale.
You have no fucking idea.
I withdraw the blade and tuck it away. I brush a lock of dark hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear, my fingers lingering on the delicate curve of her bruised and sliced neck.
“You’re right,” I whisper. “I am a monster.” Roughly, I grab her chin, forcing her to look me in the eye.
“I’m your monster.”

“You belong to me. Your fear, your anger, your fury, your fucking defiance. It all belongs to me. And nobody fucks with what’s mine but ME.”

Frankie knows that she should hate Smoke, and she does. But she’s also drawn to him in a way that doesn’t make sense. Of course he’s gorgeous, but he’s also the wildest, strongest and most dangerous man she’s ever met. And over time as she gets to see more of the real him, but can’t help but start to fall for him.

I’m desperate to give my body to the man who may very well be the one who takes my life.
And right now, I don’t fucking care.
Because in Smoke’s arms, I’ve come alive.

I really enjoyed this relationship. It’s not a pairing that you would expect, but the chemistry is there and it feels natural, and I was cheering for these two from the first moment where there is a hint of what is to come for them.

“I wish I could hate you,” I whisper, feeling the world around me closing in more and more with each passing hour.
“Me, too,” he responds, his lips kissing the back of my head.

It’s not an easy road, with both of them knowing how effed up their situation is and fighting against their mad attraction, but the fall is inevitable, and I loved watching it all happen for them. And more than just physical, there’s an emotional connection there which takes them both by surprise, and I thought that was really nicely developed, creating a strong sense of reality to the love story.

“It’s only fair that I break you,” Smoke groans, seating himself fully inside me. He looks me in the eyes. “Since you’ve already broken me.”

But their situation is far from easy, and there is a lot standing in their way. They will need to learn to trust each other and uncover the truth about the circumstances that drew them together in order to move forward, and it is a harsh road with lots of twists and turns along the way.

This is such a great story. Fast moving and intense, it’s a great mix of dark and dirty, mystery, and chemistry-filled, passionate love story. TM Frazier has a way of writing these anti-heroes in a way that you cannot help but fall for them, and she’s done an incredible job with Smoke. He’s deep and complex, and I was already half in love with him from what we had already seen, but getting into his head was a real treat, and Frankie is the perfect match for him. I love them together so much!

Frankie wants me dirty. Real.
And I want her.
Any way I can fucking have her.
She belongs to me.
Frankie Helburn is mine.
She isn’t under my skin. She’s fucking torched it. My flesh burns for her. She’s the flame and the balm, both painful and soothing. I want more of her.
All of her.
She owns me. Body. Soul. Bloody hands, along with whatever the fuck is left of my heart. It’s hers. All of it.
I’m not just obsessed or consumed by Frankie Helburn.
I lift her into my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist and our lips crash together.
She’s part of me.

Fans of the series will be thrilled to see, King, Bear and Preppy all make an appearance, which I LOVED! I also loved getting to see more of Rage, Nolan and Nine, and I’m so excited for Nine to get his own book.

“I’ll love you with everything I have and all that I am.  It ain’t much, but it’s yours if you’ll let me give it to you.”

TM Frazier has created an incredible world with the King series. Shocking, surprising, dark, intense, sexy, romantic and absolutely unforgettable I have loved every book, and mourned when I thought it was over. I’m so happy she decided to give us Smoke’s story, and I remain eager for more!

4 stars

Advanced Review Copy generously provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.

 

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Excerpt

“All these bruises,” Smoke muses. “And not one of them caused by me.” He trails a hand up my arms and down my flat stomach. “Pity, but I still have time to leave my mark on you yet.”

My entire body stiffens. I’m as rigid as a corpse.

Smoke chuckles and I’m glad I’m facing away because his laugh is pure torture, causing his erection to vibrate against my folds which are aching for more contact.

“You will be punished, hellion. You can be sure of that.”

I look over my shoulder and meet his dark eyes which darken even further as his pupils dilate. His lingering gaze rakes me over from my feet to my breasts and back down to the space between my thighs. He licks his full bottom lip.

My stomach flips. My will to fight him off doesn’t waiver, but my body isn’t getting the message. My core clenches again. I turn back around to face the tile, digging my teeth into my lower lip until I taste my own blood.

His chest presses against my back, and his hardness pulses between my legs, rubbing against my inner thighs. He squirts some shampoo in his hand, working it into
my hair. He tilts my head back and rinses my hair then slides his slick and soapy hand down my body.

I’m breathing rapidly now. Short quick breaths I can’t control. There’s a deep rumble in his throat. His hand travels lower and lower on my stomach until it’s between my legs.  He’s working his thumb over my swollen nub, sending sparks of need, pangs of pleasure, and a wave of self-hatred, surging within my battered body and bruised soul.

“What…what are you doing?” I ask, seeing flashes of white hot lust behind my closed eyes.

“More questions…” his voice a hearty amused rasp. His fingers circle my clit while he continues to rock his hard cock between my legs. The pressure building is so strong it borders on painful.

Tears leak from my eyes. I’m so fucking mad at myself for being turned on. For Smoke being right. I’m so wet. He feels it. There’s no way he can’t feel it.

He leans in close. I’m stone still except for the tremors gripping my body. He licks the tear off my cheek and groans. He dips the tip of his finger inside of me and I tighten around the intrusion. It’s a foreign sensation. Strange. It feels both wrong and right.  Pleasurable and painful. “Your tight little pussy is weeping too. I wonder if its tears taste the same.”

I look over my shoulder as he withdraws his finger and sucks it into his mouth. He groans. “Fear or desire. They both taste real fuckin’ good to me.”

He places his hand back between my legs. When I try to squeeze my thighs together to keep him out he parts them with his knee on a grunt and begins circling my
clit again. This time harder. Faster.

I’m staying as still as I can, but when I feel something begin to happen inside my body. The sparks he ignited within me are all crashing together. I can’t hold back. My face scrunches as I try to fight the orgasm fighting its way out, but it’s no use. I can’t fight it. It’s too fucking strong. I’m so fucking close.

I arch my back without thinking, pressing my ass against him, begging for more. For what I need to push me over the edge.

Smoke hisses. “Oh, what I could do to this beautiful little pussy.”

The pleasure builds and builds as he strokes me harder. Faster. I’m about to come all over his fingers when the feeling is lost.

I spin around.

Smoke is gone.

I can’t see through the steam so I shut off the spray and wipe the water from my eyes only to see Smoke toweling off in front of the sink on the other side of the
bathroom.

The only proof I have of what just happened between us was real is his cock. Erect. Thick. Huge. The purplish swollen head bobs against his abs, jutting out over the top of the towel he wraps around his waist.

“What…what just happened?” I stammer, leaning back against the wall for support.

Smoke steps forward, and when I go to jerk back, he reaches out and pinches my nipple painfully hard. I yelp and leap back, slipping on the tile, falling on my ass, taking the shower curtain down with me.

Smoke rips the curtain off my head and glares down at me with a triumphant grin on his evil beautiful face. “What just happened was called punishment and you got off easy. Next time I’ll split that tight pussy in two with my fucking cock.”

He goes to leave but stops. “You want pain?” he asks. “I’ll give it to you. You want pleasure? Now that’s something you’re gonna have to earn.”

He leaves, slamming the door behind him.

I release a shaky exhale.

I’d hoped the rest of my time with Smoke would be tolerable, but there’s no fucking way that’s going to happen. Not now. Not with my skin crawling with need. I’m losing my mind. About where I am. About what this is all about. About this beautiful horrible evil man.

I feel like I’ve already been split in two.

What Smoke is doing to me is far more than punishment.

It’s pure fucking torture.

 

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About the Author

T.M.Frazier is a USA TODAY bestselling author. She resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and her young daughter.

When she’s not writing she loves talking to her readers, country music, reading and traveling. Her debut novel, The Dark Light of Day was published in September of 2013 and when she started writing it she intended for it to be a light beachy romance.

Well…it has a beach in it!

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