Friday, May 16, 2014

Blog Tour: Entice by Rachel Van Dyken


 From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes the third book in the bestselling Eagle Elite Series...

“As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead.”
Chase Winter let the love of his life slip through his fingers and into the hands of his best friend and mafia boss of the Abandanato family. Now that he's been given a second chance to right a wrong--he refuses to let his own selfishness stand in the way. The only problem? He's not fully in possession of his heart, so when Mil De Lange, the girl who's innocence he stole, and heir to the worst of the worst mafia families in the US, asks him for a favor. He actually says yes, not realizing that that one yes has the power to destroy them all.

Mil's been in love with Chase as long as she can remember, but as the years went by, the love turned to hate, and now that he's agreed to help her, she's wondering if she made a fatal error. Because Chase isn't a teenager anymore. He's a hot blooded male, bent on owning every part of her body and soul, and willing to kill anyone in his path who dares stand in the way.

It's time for secrets to finally be revealed...but make no mistake, it's going to take a lot of bloodshed for those truths to be discovered.

You've never read a New Adult Mafia story like this before...loyalties will be tested, lovers reunited, and friendships obliterated. Welcome to the Family. Blood in--No out.


4 Stars by Jen Hagen 

The Abandonato, de Lange and Alfrero families usually work against each other.  There is deep family rivalry between them but in this book their fearless mafia leaders have come together to take down the numero uno mafia boss, Vito Campisi.  Instead of staying back home waiting to be checked off one by one, they have banded together and are flushing Vito out on his Las Vegas homefront.

Mil has recently been appointed the new boss for the De Lange family.  She is the youngest boss at age 20, and doesn’t appear to know what she should be doing.  She has propositioned Chase for his protection and money in the form of marriage.  Chase is still nursing a bleeding heart over losing Trace to Nixon, the Abandonato king. 

I missed her.  I missed what we’d had.  She had been one of my best friends.  Let that be a lesson to every guy out there:  don’t fall for your best friend, not unless you’re willing to lose everything in order to have her.

Nixon is very much in love with Trace.  Nixon’s sense of humor is bland and he possesses no romance, but yet you can’t help but like him.  He would do anything to protect Trace, even if that meant breaking her heart in book 2.  Trace is still trying to forgive him for that stunt.  Being the boss, Nixon is constantly aware of the danger that awaits them.  He has a great group of friends that will do anything to protect each other and makes certain that the air is always cleared among them.

“Life’s too short – and ours?  Even shorter.” – Nixon

Mo and Tex are struggling to find the balance with each other.  They were once a couple but now too many women have found their way into Tex’s bed and Mo can’t move on from that.  There is bitterness between the two, but since Mo is Nixon’s twin sister there is no way to escape being in the presence of one another.  Tex has never felt he has belonged to anybody or any family as his own family abandoned him as a baby.  He considers himself cursed and that is why he distanced himself from Mo so that she would not be part of his life and nobody could touch her because he is a prodigal son and he is being called home.  I was especially intrigued by the direction that Tex will take in the 4th book, judging from the prologue that the author included at the end of book 3.

This is the third book in the Eagle Elite series and by far was the one that I could understand the most.  There are so many names being thrown out that it’s hard to keep it all on track.  This is a big war that they are declaring and there is going to be a lot of blood shed and all may not remain standing at the end of it.

Stepping away from her, knowing it was entirely possible it would be the last time I’d be in her arms, was one of the hardest things  I’d ever done.  It was necessary.  I was going to war…

I always enjoy reading Ms. Van Dyken’s writings as they are quick and can make us laugh one minute, and the next either have tears in our eyes or sitting on the edge of our chair in anticipation of what is to come.  This book seemed to include more humor in it than the previous 2.  I don’t recall Tex speaking as much as he did, but I think making him stand out more in this book is done to set us up for his installment.  I am definitely looking forward to the next book. 


“Ten bucks says the only person not packing is Mils grandma by marriage.” Mo said once we’d all finished eating our dinner, which has basically been a painful process of chewing, swallowing,drinking unhealthy amounts of wine and trying to stare at my plate to keep from looking at Trace, while my wife sat next to me. Hell had officially risen to earth and I was smack dab in the middle of it trying my damndest to remember how to swallow without choking — without dying a little bit inside each time I saw him touch her face. And trying not to feel like an ass when Mil caught me staring — again. I’d resolved about an hour ago to actually be the man she needed me to be and I was already failing. Horribly. The second time I looked,Mo kicked me under the table but accidentally hit Tex instead causing everyone to look up, which was probably why Mo said what she did.
We all turned heads to look at the hundred year old woman. She was currently on her fourth glass of wine and looked to be about two seconds away from falling into her chicken cacciatore.
“Nope.” Nixon shook his head. “It’s always the ones you don’t expect. My money’s on Grandma.”
“I’ll take that bet.” Tex rose. “Seems like someone needs to fall on their own knife and all that. This has to be the most depressing wedding I’ve ever gone to and that includes the fake one Mo made for her kittens when she was four.”
“They lived happily ever after.” Mo tilted her head into the air and narrowed her eyes.
Tex leaned down and tapped Mo on the nose. “Yes if happily means they lived for five damn minutes before marching directly into oncoming traffic.”
“I think the wedding just hit its low point.” Mil muttered. “Save us, Tex. I beg you. Find the gun and I’ll give you a prize.”
“Prize?” Tex’s eyes lit up. “As in—”
“As in her new husband won’t punch you in the face. You’re welcome. Yay, prizes.” I did a fake punch into the air. “Now go create some excitement before Nixon starts picking people off with his semi-automatic.”
Nixon rolled his eyes. “Right, like I’d even bring—”
“It’s in the SUV.” Trace answered sounding bored. “Saw it when I took out my dress.”
“Damn.” He looked away.
Just then a very drunk looking cousin Vinnie got up and took the microphone from the band. “Look here! I have a toast to the bride and groom!” The feedback from the microphone mixed with his inability to stand up straight caused him to drop the stand and then fall flat on his ass.
“For the love of God save us all.” I pushed Tex towards Grandma.
We all sat at the table, the very depressing bridal party table, and watched as Tex slowly made his way towards the elderly woman.
“This won’t end well.” Trace said under her breath. “The man has the subtleness of a bomb.”
“Exactly.” Mo grinned from ear to ear.“I did say we needed entertainment, didn’t I?”
“Mo… ” Nixon warned.
“He cheated on me Nixon. Let me have my fun.” She said smoothly.
“He what?” Nixon roared jumping to his feet, curious stares pinned in our direction as Mo grabbed his hand and pulled him back to his seat.
“I’ve got this. You aren’t the only one who knows how to use their powers for evil, brother. Revenge is a bitch, isn’t that what they say, Trace?”
She looked guiltily down at her hands.Yeah, double meanings I could really get without. Hopefully Mo wasn’t going to get Tex shot at our wedding, not that I’d be against it. This was the first I heard of him cheating, granted, Mo hadn’t really been all that for sharing recently. She was as secretive as ever. Something told me it was for a reason,but I’d been too wrapped up in my own drama to even ask. How bad did I suck as a half brother? Bad, real bad. On a scale of one to ten in the suckiness department I’d be around an eleven.
Tex finally reached her chair and sat down next to her, his smile was wide, I couldn’t tell what he was saying but his hands were all over the place, and then he set one hand on Grandma.
“Oh this isn’t going to end well.” Mo chuckled. “She hates being touched.”
“It is Tex.” I pointed out. “She could do a lot worse.”
“Doubtful.” Mo snorted crossing her arms.
Holy shit what the hell? Had I been living under a rock for the past few months? What went down? And how didn’t I know about it.
I winced when Tex moved his other hand next to Grandma’s leg. Probably wouldn’t be a good time to tell him that she’d seen her fair share of murder. I almost closed my eyes when she looked down at his hand.
“Aw shit.” Nixon shook his head. “You had to challenge him, Mo.”
Mo’s face twisted into a murderous smile as she pointed and exclaimed. “Game. Set. Match.”
Grandma had Tex by the balls.

“Ouch!” This from Mil.
About Rachel Van Dyken:

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at


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