*I received a free copy of His Turn from Science Future Press via Author. This has in no way influenced my voluntary review, which is honest and unbiased *
Warning: This book includes mature content such as: sexual content, and/or drug and/or alcohol use, and/or violence.
Series: Turning #3
Published by Science Future Press on 4 July 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotica
I look her body up and down as I circle her.
I smile a devious, deviant, I’m gonna make you sorry you ever started playing this game with me smile.
And then I take her hand.
I lead her to the elevator.
We go up to my apartment.
I tie her wrists together with rope.
Raise her arms above her head.
And chain her to the ceiling.
It’s my turn.
His Turn was quite different from what I expected, the plot was definitely twisted, and there was a lot of darkness. Bric needed to work quite a bit in order to move forward with his life after the last game ended.
Bric was not only in a dark place, he seemed to like it there, too! His Turn showed how demotivated he was with everything after Quin and Smith left him behind to be with their women. Nadia was an enigma, though, it took me a long time to figure anything out about her at all, and while I enjoyed the way she seemed to be one step ahead of Bric, I think I might have enjoyed it even more if I had known a bit more about her. Jordan’s involvement intrigued me, since he seemed so taken with Nadia it appeared that he didn’t need Bric at all.
His Turn includes Huss’ usual mind fucks, as well as all the hotness and slightly taboo sexy business. And I went back and forth feeling bad for both Nadia and Bric, and then loathing them… with their secrets, their need for control, plus some game they kept extremely close to the vest.
Written in dual points of view, from Nadia’s and Bric’s perspective, the plot and story moved forward at a nice pace. And when Bric decided to share, he laid it all out there – no barrels held. The present tense and first person perspective made the story quite personal, even when I was kept at arm’s length by the characters because they were so good at playing the game.
There is nothingness… and then there is emptiness. I’m lying in bed trying to figure out which is which.
He turns to leave before I can even bother responding, and I wonder if his life is as perfect as it seems. Lawton Ayers was a kid with a brain and not much else when I took him under my wing twelve years ago.
I feel powerful today. Here’s the thing about men who like to dominate women. They think we’re weak. That we enjoy submitting. And I’m sure there are weak ones out there. Just like I’m sure some of them like to submit. But I’m not submissive. not at all. And no one who knows me would ever describe me as weak.