Tuesday 10 September 2019

BLOG TOUR: ALPHA BULLY by RENEE ROSE

















USA Today bestselling author Renee Rose delivers
on this intense bully romance with a paranormal
twist. 

SHE RUINED EVERYTHING... I WILL MAKE HER PAY.
Her mom robbed my dad of his job. Destroyed his life. 
Now I have to look at her every day. 
The girl next door. A human. A hot little nerd.
She doesn’t belong here—not in Wolf Ridge, 
not at our high school, definitely not in my life.
She doesn’t know what I am. 
Which makes it all the easier to take revenge.
I will bring her to her knees. Pierce her heart.
Make her bleed. For me. 
All for me.

NOTE: This New Adult book features steamy
scenes with characters over eighteen and is for
an audience that is also over eighteen.



YOU CAN'T RESISTA DIRTY BOOK REVIEW


Alpha Bully is the next book in Renee Rose’s Alpha Bad Boy series.  It is a down right wicked dirty story. Nerdy girl and hot alpha jock wolf shifter.  The largest and meanest always wins in the pack and Cole Muchmore is that Wolf. The star quarterback is uber arrogant and over confident and rightly so.  His alpha nature means he leads the senior year in Wolf Ridge High and no one would dare cross him and risk his wrath. 

Bailey Sanchez has just transferred to Wolf Ridge and her reception is less than friendly.  An outcast from the outset and believes it is because she is of Hispanic descent. Little does she know that the star quarterback is gunning for revenge on the unsuspecting human.  Every interaction is combative. Bailey cannot understand the attraction to the hot-headed wolf who shows her nothing but distain and makes it his mission to make her time at WRH as miserable as possible.  It is deep, it is chemical, and all she wants to do is climb him like a tree and give into her baser desires.

Cole is no different.  He is obsessed. The fact that he can scent all the aBailey is feeling does not help his situation.  All he wants to do is crush Bailey against the closet surface and do every dirty, filthy porn fuel thing running thought his mind to her.  His dominance is everything and he wields it over Bailey like a weapon and Bailey is powerless but to submit.

I loved the characters.  Cole and Bailey worked so well together.  Bailey may submit but she is no push over and Cole may be a dominant “alpha-hole” but his instinct to protect does shine through as well.  There is never a dull moment in this story and you will totally fall for the Big Bad Wolf!!







It’s past midnight when I wake up. My window’s open, moonlight streaming in.


That wasn’t what woke me, though.


It wasn’t the pain of the beating, either. That’s already half-healed. By tomorrow it will be nothing.


That’s the thing about wolf discipline. It’s more about dominance and humiliation than actual pain. Casey and I aren’t in real danger.


But that doesn’t mean the shit doesn’t hurt.


I rub the stubble on my chin and blink into the darkness. There’s a tug on my wolf, pulling me to the window. And I know exactly what I’m going to see when I look out.


Even so, my heart stutters.


The little human is standing outside. Standing underneath my window, looking up.


Like she’s waiting for me and she knew I’d come. Prickles run across my skin.


She’s in the same dress she wore today⁠—another short one, blue and white stripes. She lost the Converse, though. She’s barefooted on the crushed granite. Which must hurt her tender human feet.


I’m in gym shorts. I pull on a black tank top as I stare down at her.


She’s standing there like a fucking tribute. A virginal offering.


She must really feel guilty.


I shove the window open and pop the screen out. It’s not the first time I’ve climbed out this window, but I try not to make it look too easy when I scale across the patio overhang and drop to the gravel in front of her. “Hey.”


She’s crying. Silent tears that streak down her pale cheeks. I wonder if she ever stopped. If she’s been leaking those salty tears since she saw the ugliness that is my dad shit-faced. The scent of her tears does something to me. Makes me itchy and raw, with the need to smash things with my fists.


“Stop it.” I sound menacing. I’m not sorry. She silently called me out here. She’s gonna get what she gets. I advance on her like a fucking predator.


She backs up. She must sense how dangerous I am right now. How unhinged.


“Was it because of me?”


Of course it was because of her. But I’m not going to say that. That shit isn’t her fault.


Instead, I growl, “Stop crying for me.”


Her big brown eyes are wide. I wonder how well she can see me in the dark. Not nearly as well as I can see her.


“Stop it,” I command. “I’m the one who got the beatdown.”


“Cole.” It’s a broken syllable. So much emotion packed into one sound. Apology. Pleading. Desperation, even.


My control snaps. I snatch her face up to mine with a hand behind her head and devour her mouth. It tastes like all the emotion I heard.


Except more.


I savor gratitude and soft, supple generosity. Pent up anger. Grief.


Desire.


I scoop my forearm under her ass to pick her up and slam her back against the tan stucco of her house.


She opens her lips for me, lets me in. It’s not how I imagined it.


It’s better.


More raw. Sweeter, even though I’m fucking brutal with my attack. Her lips twist over mine with the same intensity, her nails claw into my bare shoulders. I shove the bulge of my cock in the cradle of her legs, even though I know it will probably scare the shit out of her.
























USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE
loves a dominant, dirty-talking alpha hero! She's
sold over a half million copies of steamy romance
with varying levels of kink. Her books have been
featured in USA Today's Happily Ever After and
Popsugar. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic
Author in 2013, she has also won Spunky and
Sassy's Favorite Sci-Fi and Anthology author, The
Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance,
and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Sci-fi,
Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite
couple and author. She's hit the USA Today list five
times with various anthologies.








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