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On the streets of New Orleans, sins are committed every night.
My name is Jett Colby and I save tarnished souls.
In the downtown, under the glittery lights of Bourbon Street, I found her in cheap lingerie, flaunting her body for callous men and money.
From the lace of her cheap lingerie, to her garter belt, I knew she had to be saved.
She had to be mine.
Broke and destitute with no way of out, she had no choice but to come to me and into my club.
She had no other choice but to become a Jett Girl.
But see, that’s the thing about this city; you might think that under the dazzling lights and illusion of salvation, she’s the one that needed saving.
When the glitter fades and the dirt is washed away, the one worth saving just might be me.
Rating: ★ ★ ★
Note: I received an ARC from Wordsmith Publicity in exchange for an unbiased review.
If you’ve read my blog in the past year, you know what a big Meghan Quinn fan I am. The lady can do rom-com like no other. She makes me laugh constantly with her wit. I always wonder where she comes up the amazing things she does. I love her books SO much. That is why I decided to sign up to review her erotic rom-com novel Bourbon Sins even though I’m not normally an erotica reader. If this book was as funny as the rest of the ones I had read, the erotica wouldn’t be too much for me.
Bourbon Sins had a hint of the Meghan Quinn writing I have come to love, but the story didn’t hit me right. I didn’t fall in love with the characters and their story the way I wanted to. The only reason I can pin point is that Bourbon Sins felt a little cliché. A billionaire sweeps a down on her luck girl off the streets to better herself. In this version, Goldie has the opportunity to leave her crappy strip club waitress job behind to work at Jett’s super classy strip club where everything is hands off. The only stipulation is that Goldie belongs to Jett now.
The whole scenario didn’t completely work for me. I wasn’t a fan of Jett’s connection to the other Jett girls no matter how superficial it was. I also didn’t like his best friend, Kase, and how he was around Goldie. His involvement felt like a love triangle. Combined with the other Jett girls, it pulled the focus too far from Jett and Goldie for me. I guess I wanted a simpler romance and connection between them.
I don’t mean for this review to sound entirely negative. There were some things I did enjoy about Bourbon Sins. I liked Jett and Goldie’s pasts. I would have liked to get to know the pasts on some of the other characters, too. I also liked the connection between Jett and Goldie. I felt the bond they had. My favorite parts of this book were their moments together when they were getting to know each other. I enjoyed the story more toward the end of the book.Oh! I can’t leave out the humor. Meghan Quinn made me laugh like always.
When it comes down to it, I appreciated that Meghan Quinn brought the rom-com to erotica. Bourbon Sins probably just wasn’t my thing. I probably would have enjoyed it more if I was a big billionaire erotica fan.
The walls of my club hold many secrets. Depravity. Sin. Justice.
Come in; debauchery can be yours for the cost of a lap dance and a night of pleasure.
And I own every last part of it.
But she’s my weakness, and thankfully she followed me through the insolvent streets of New Orleans, giving me her loyalty and her heart.
My desire for her dominates my every thought, but my broken past could destroy us.
There are people trying to bring me down.
Two malicious men stand in the way of what I want: to own it all.
It’s either Lot 17 or Goldie, my Jett Girl.
I have to make a choice and for once, it won’t be easy.
Under the neon lights of Bourbon, money is everything.
Justice, faith, and power. They’re the key to my empire and she holds them all in the palm of her hand. Falling for her was a mistake; she stole my heart and consumed me. I was addicted, and she left me weak and vulnerable to my enemies.
Now she’s gone, turning to my enemy’s business partner; the man I’ve hated my entire life. She said she’s protecting me. She said it won’t be forever.
But how can I believe her?
Lies, deceit and deception. They’re the sins driving us apart.
In a city that never sleeps—in a place where scandal hides behind every dark corner, my Jett girl might never be mine again.
Every choice you make in life comes with a consequence.
I was once on top, I was the professional boxer to be afraid of. I had everything I could possibly hope for. I was happy, satisfied, content . . . until one night.
One off day.
One wrong reaction.
I killed a man. The sound, the blood, the stagnant air, it’s forever imprinted in my mind and now dictates the way I live my life.
Desolate with nothing but my penance to pay, I didn’t expect to have my world flipped upside down when Lyla seductively strutted into my life.
I want her. I need her. I crave her.
But I don’t deserve her.
People like to celebrate the day they were born, I like to celebrate the day my soul died.
This is my story of repentance.
*Formerly known as Repentance. Add it to your TBR–> http://bit.ly/2xtvpTx
About the Author:
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!
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