Thursday, July 13, 2017

Release Blitz: The Unrequited by Saffron A. Kent





Title: The Unrequited
Author: Saffron A. Kent
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 13, 2017




Blurb


Layla Robinson is not crazy. She is suffering from
unrequited love. But it’s time to move on. No more stalking, no more obsessive
calling.

What she needs is a distraction. The blue-eyed guy she keeps
seeing around campus could be a great one—only he is the new poetry
professor—the married poetry professor.

Thomas Abrams is a stereotypical artist—rude, arrogant, and
broody—but his glares and taunts don’t scare Layla. She might be bad at poetry,
but she is good at reading between the lines. Beneath his prickly fa├žade,
Thomas is lonely, and Layla wants to know why. Obsessively.

Sometimes you do get what you want. Sometimes you end up in
the storage room of a bar with your professor and you kiss him. Sometimes he
kisses you back like the world is ending and he will never get to kiss you
again. He kisses you until you forget the years of unrequited love; you forget
all the rules, and you dare to reach for something that is not yours.

NOTE: Please be aware that this book deals with sensitive
topics like cheating and death. 18+ Only.




5 Stars
Review by Jen Skewes

The best books are those that from the moment you start reading, you cannot put it down.   The one that makes you feel so many emotions, that you experience the highs and the lows, and one that stays with you forever.  The unrequited is without a doubt, that book.  It is a taboo romance between a married professor and his student.  It is a love that is both tortured and raw, a love that will break you over and over again but one that is filled with intense passion.

Layla is a girl who has experienced terrible heartbreak and now just trying to move on from her mistakes, from the guilt she still holds from what she has done.  She is in a new town, going to college when she sees him sitting on a park bench.  From the moment she sees him she is intrigued.  There is something about how broken and how tortured this man seems to be.  But the problem is that he is completely off limits.  Not only is he her professor but he is also married.

Thomas was a complete enigma of a man.  He was broken in his own way and that is what drew Layla to him in the first place.  He was so guarded when it came to his emotions.  What they had together was this intense passion but at the same time it was so raw.  I loved this man and then I hated this man.  I was so frustrated with the pull that Layla had when it came to this man, over and over again.  He was harsh at times, controlling in ways but at the same time underneath that man was someone who was lonely and fighting for something that he wasn't sure was even worth fighting for any more.

The thing that brought these too together was unrequited love.  They both felt it and Layla knew, she had the ability to see through the wall that he put up.  She saw how much he was hurting and knew what he was feeling, because she too had those same emotions.  It was unrequited love that brought them together but I hoped that it would be their requited love that kept them together.

I cannot even put into to words how much I LOVED this book.  This book had my emotions all over the place.  From anger and frustration to heartbreak and pain, to love and happiness.  I swear at times I wanted to hurt Thomas for his words, his actions.  But I knew that those words and actions came from so much hurt.  I knew he truly wasn't the complete bastard that he seemed to be.  My hurt broke over and over again for Layla and all that she has been through.  Her inability to let go, to move on, to keep running towards the hurt and pain.  I loved her but wanted to see her be happy and whole again.

The unrequited is a taboo romance but for me it was so much more than that.  It was about loving someone who doesn't show that same love back.  It is finding the strength and ability to love again.  The hope that one day you will be loved the way you deserve.  It is about two very broken souls finding a comfort with each other that they shouldn't.  This book will break you at times but in the end will put you back together again.  It was hot.  It was harsh at times.  There were moments where I am not sure I wanted to keep reading because I feared what came next.  But every but of emotion that I felt was all worth it in the end.  This is my first book from the author but it will not be my last.













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Excerpt

I’m hit by
a storm of desire to kiss him better. It’s a tornado, an avalanche in my body,
and in one breathless moment, I decide to go for it. It’s okay. I can take the
blame for it later.
I break the
rules and reach up and kiss him. A feathery peck on his plump lips, it’s a kiss
of solidarity, a kiss that intends to tell him I understand—but one isn’t
enough. It only manages to ratchet up my lust. So I give him another, this time
on the corner of his mouth, and then another one on his jaw.
It’s not enough, these small, barely-there
touches. I want more, but I won’t take it. I’ll be good; I’ll only give.
Abruptly,
he fists my curls and stops me. I look at him fearfully, ready to apologize—not
for the kiss, but for being the kisser. His gaze reflects passion, stark,
raving need, and I shiver, despite wearing layers and sweating with his heat.
“Are you
trying to kiss me, Layla?” he rasps, flexing his fingers on my makeshift
ponytail.
He couldn’t
tell? Blush rises to the surface and I know I’m glowing like a neon sign.
Swallowing, I nod. “Yes.”
He inches
closer to me, still not touching—as impossible as that is—but infinitely
closer. “You want to kiss me, Miss Robinson, you do it right.”
Oh God,
does he have to call me that? Now, here? My spine arches on its own and my
heavy tits graze the contours of his shuddering chest.
“H-How?” I
ask innocently, belying the daring action of my body. His stern, professor-y
voice is doing things to me, making me wild, uncontrolled.
For a
second, he’s silent, just watching. I’m afraid he’ll back out from whatever
this is, whatever insanity we’re about to commit—but then I sense the shift in
the liquor-laced air as he opens his mouth and growls, “Like this.”










Author Bio

Writer of bad romances. Coffee Addict. White Russian
Drinker. Imaginary Ballet Dancer and poetess. Aspiring Lana Del Ray of the book
world.


I'm a big believer in love (obviously). I believe in happily ever after, the
butterflies and the tingling. But I also believe in edgy, rough and gutsy kind
of love. I believe in pushing the boundaries, darker (sometimes morally
ambiguous) emotions and imperfections.

The kind of love I write about is flawed just like my characters. And I hope by
the end of it, you'll come to root for them just as much as me. Because love,
no matter where it comes from, is always pure and beautiful. 








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