Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
Release Date: April 26, 2016
Carrigan O'Malley has always known her arranged marriage would be more about power and prestige than passion. But after one taste of the hard-bodied, whiskey-voiced James Halloran, she's ruined for anyone else. Too bad James and his family are enemy number 1.
Hallorans vs. O'Malleys—that's how it's always been. James should be thinking more about how to expand his family's empire instead of how silky Carrigan's skin is against his and how he can next get her into his bed. Those are dangerous thoughts. But not nearly as dangerous as he'll be if he can't get what he wants: Carrigan by his side for the rest of their lives.
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Meet the O’Malley family in book one of the O’Malley series, The Marriage Contract: Get More information at : Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | iTunes
Coming in July 2016, An Indecent Proposal
Get to know another O’Malley sibling- Cillian O’Malley
Greed. Ambition. Violence. Those are the "values" Olivia Rashidi learned from her Russian mob family-and the values she must leave behind for the sake of her daughter. When she meets Cillian O'Malley, she recognizes the red flag of his family name . . . yet she still can't stop herself from seeing the smoldering, tortured man. To save her family, Olivia sets out to discover Cillian's own secrets, but the real revelation is how fast-and how hard-she's falling for him.
Plagued by a violent past, Cillian is more vulnerable than anyone realizes. Anyone except Olivia, whose beauty, compassion, and pride have him at "hello," even if she's more inclined to say good-bye to an O'Malley. While his proposal of sex with no strings seems simple, what he feels for her isn't, especially after he learns that she belongs to a rival crime family. Cillian knows that there is no escape from the life, but Olivia may be worth trying-and dying-for . . .
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I was very excited about reading James and Carrigan's story. As you know from the first book James abducted Carrigan and his family is responsible for the death of one of her brothers which makes thεir situation similar to the one of Romeo and Juliet, but in a mafia version. I was in for the conflict and even if I didn't like it, I knew things would have hard for them. And they are, not only because of the bad blood between the families, but also because Carrigan is forced into marrying a man from a list her father gave her.
James is forced to be the leader of his family and deal with the only brother he was left with. His family is involved in some very bad things as you might have guessed including trafficking. It was hard to imagine James and almost all the main characters dealing with this kind of stuff because they are so good and they wouldn't let other people being sold. And yes, Caleb you are the exception. At least James tries to make things better in their organization, even if the rest of them are not.
James and Carrigan were playing the mouse and cat game and their encounters were interesting. For most of the book they are not together as a couple since it's forbidden, but nothing can keep them away from each other, not even the fact that James abducted Carrigan and her sister in law. Putting that mistake aside, James was the perfect choice for her. He kept surprising her, not with the bad things he was doing, but with his actions and words towards her. Carrigan's father is a cold man and her mother even colder. As I said before her father is forcing her to marry someone she doesn't love and even worse someone she doesn't know. You would think that her mother would object to this and try to put some sense into her father's mind. But, no, that doesn't happen. Her mother is even worse and more manipulative. That leaves Carrigan with no choice in that matter and James is always giving her a choice and is not forcing her to do anything and that's the reason I loved their relationship. James helped Carrigan free herself from the limitations her family had forced her to live with. The cost was a heavy one, but for me it was worth.
Would I recommend the book? Yes, I would. I loved the kind of relationship Carrigan and James ended up having and how they managed to be together despite all the obstacles thrown in their way. The story wasn't focused on just one thing which kept me from getting bored and it helped me see more than one dimension to the characters. I am crossing my fingers that I won't have to wait long for the next book. I really like the series.
“What are you wearing?”
A pause, as if she’d shocked him. “You’re hitting on me.”
“Are you complaining?” She twisted around in her chair and stared into the mirror on the wall across from her. When he didn’t immediately respond, she kept going. The only alternative was to back down, and Carrigan was so goddamn tired of backing down. The only reason she kept taking James’s calls was because of the distraction he offered her. If he wasn’t going to play, there was no reason for her to stay on the phone.
She really wanted him to stay on the phone. “Shy? That’s okay, I’ll go first. I’m wearing a thin white tank top and a pair of black panties.” She was a liar, but it would take all of five seconds to make it the truth.
“Lovely, you’re testing me.” His voice gained an edge.
Good. At least someone was feeling as out of control as she was. “I suppose you’d like photographic proof.” She stood and shimmied out of her long skirt, and then pinned the phone between her ear and shoulder while she unhooked her bra and took it off. “Hold, please.”
Ignoring his cursing, she adjusted her angle so he would have to be blind to miss the faint outline of her nipples against the fabric of her tank top, and snapped a picture. She knew she was playing with fire. Good lord, of course she knew. But she wasn’t about to stop. She grinned as she sent the picture.
Carrigan put the phone back to her ear in time to hear his sharp inhale. “Your turn.” She held her breath, waiting to see if he’d actually do it. Receiving pictures was one thing. Putting them out in the world was entirely another. Really, she shouldn’t have taken the risk in the first place. There was no telling what he would do with them—they might show up on the Internet. Then who would want to marry her?
Funny, but the idea of countless men checking out her rack didn’t bother her nearly as much if it meant she dodged the marriage bullet. The shame on her family might be enough that her father would send her away permanently. She’d like to spend some time in New York or LA or even New Orleans. Maybe Rome or Paris or Tokyo. The world was so damn big and she’d only seen a little slice of it.
Her phone beeped, pulling her out of her thoughts. She glanced at the picture he’d sent and started to shake. Oh my God. James was shirtless, wearing only those goddamn jeans she couldn’t seem to get enough of. And they were unbuttoned—a clear invitation if she ever saw one. An invitation she desperately wanted to accept. “Damn, James. Somebody taught you how to selfie.”
“Maybe I’m a natural.” His voice was little more than a growl. “You started this, lovely. Tell me what’s next.”
The strange mix of command and handing her the reins got her head back in the game. She walked over to her bed and climbed onto it, trying to ignore the trembling in her legs. She could be in charge. She wanted to be. “I’m lying on my bed.”
“What color are the sheets?”
The question seemed to carry far more import than it should. “White.”
“They don’t suit you. Red is your color. Go on.” He sounded so damn imperial, as if he actually knew her. He didn’t. No one did, really. She wore so many masks, sometimes she worried she’d forget the woman at the center of them all.
But this time he was right. She would have chosen red for herself.
Carrigan put the thought away and focused on the now. “You talk too much.”
“My mistake.” He didn’t sound the least bit sorry. Good. She wasn’t, either. “How do you want it, lovely? Rough, I’d bet. You’re not fucking breakable, and I think you love to be reminded of that fact.” Something rustled on his end of the line. “Close your eyes.”
She obeyed without thinking, and then instantly snapped them open. “I thought I was in charge.”
“You let me know if I get something wrong.” His laugh told her how unlikely he found the possibility.
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