Monday, July 10, 2017

[Release Blitz + Giveaway] His Turn by JA Huss

Title: His Turn
Series: Turning #3
Author: JA Huss
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Release Date: July 4, 2017

Book Blurb

I look her body up and down as I circle her.
I smile a devious, deviant, I’m gonna make you sorry you ever started playing this game with me smile.
And then I take her hand.
I lead her to the elevator.
We go up to my apartment.
I tie her wrists together with rope.
Raise her arms above her head.
And chain her to the ceiling.
It’s my turn.

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My Review

5 Stars from Tiffany!

She did him justice...

Again, I will preface this review with the fact that I am a HUGE JA Huss fan and not a menage fan, however as I learned with Turning Back, the second doesn't matter with this series. While the book focuses on the menage, it doesn't focus on the menage, if you catch my drift. 

JA Huss has a way to make me absolutely hate a character and end up totally loving them in the end and this book was no exception. My exact description for Bric in Turning Back was "Narcissistic a-hole" and he did not disappoint this time around in his own book. Bric is Bric, take him or leave him, he could care less. 

"Twisted is my default setting."

The man is ready to play again. He's had his world shaken a bit with the last game, but feels he's ready to go again. That, plus the fact that Jordan pretty much isn't giving him a choice by shoving Nadia at him on Christmas Eve. 

Nadia is an enigma. Like Bric, the girl has many sides to her and also like Bric, many secrets. There is something going on in the background of this game. Everybody has something to lose and it's a wait and see from beginning to end. 

"We are all ways but one. The only one that matters. I'm the one that owns a pussy in this little relationship." 

See? The girl is a firecracker and I loved it! Loved how she kept both men on thier toes, constantly trying to figure out what she's up to. It was the ultimate game for Bric, but this time he had much more to lose.

"She's no Quin. She's no Rochelle. And that big, empty hole in my heart is still missing Adley. But it could work. It just might work."

In true JA Huss fashion, there are things that need to come out and when they do, everything you thought you knew, you didn't. That is the beauty of her writing style, she brings you in under one premise and then shakes it up so you don't know what to expect, but aren't disappointed in the least. Plus, with all of that going on, the next book is subtlety being set up. 

His Turn is well written from various points of view. Again, I am not a menage fan and you aren't either, it won't matter because these books are about so much more. JA Huss gives her readers complex characters that grow and change with each book. Jordan is up next and I can't wait to see what he's gotten himself into. 

Book Trailer


“Why are you so nervous?” I ask Jordan. We’re sitting in Smith’s bar. The table is elaborately set for a nice dinner, our glasses are full of expensive alcohol, and our cocks are happy. Why does he look like shit is about to hit the fan? “She had a good time,” I say, sipping my brandy.
“Yeah,” Jordan says. His eyes are glued to the elevator doors, just waiting for her to come downstairs. “But it was sneaky, ya know?”
“What was sneaky about it?”
He shoots me a look that says, Come on.
“She gave in, Jordan. We didn’t make her do anything.”
“Right.” He sighs. “But you’re what, just pretending we didn’t have that conversation this morning? You know, the one where you said, ‘I’m gonna fuck with her head so bad, she’ll spin like The Exorcist?’”
“It was a joke.” I laugh. “All we did was make her feel good tonight. She loved every fucking minute of it. Even when I choked her with my cock. She couldn’t get enough.”
“That’s because she was drunk on your dick at the time, Bric. But that feeling is gonna wear off and she’s gonna run the entire night through her head, and then—”
“Then she’s gonna realize we know what the fuck we’re doing. That’s all.”
“No,” he says. “She’s gonna realize you’re just playing with her emotions. Like you do with every fucking woman you’ve ever been with.”
“So then she’s gonna up her game, Bric. And this is gonna turn into a mind-fuck shit-fest. I like her,” he says. “Maybe more than like her, OK? I don’t want her thinking I’m like you.”
“You are like me,” I say, getting pissed off. Why the fuck is he sharing her with me if he likes her so much?
But I don’t ask that question.
Because I like her too. Just not in the same way.
“See,” Jordan says.
“See what?” I ask
“That fucking evil grin you’ve got on your face. I know you well enough, Bricman. Well enough to see the Machiavellian wheels turning inside your head. Do not play with her emotions.”
“Why?” I ask, my temper rising. “Is she some kind of fragile flower?”
But then I realize this intrigues me.
“Stop it,” Jordan says. “She’s not a puzzle, OK?”
“Then why are we even playing?”
He huffs out some air. Runs his fingers through his still-wet hair. “Because she’s not…” He trails off.
“She’s not what?” I ask. What the fuck is wrong with him tonight?
“She’s not my type.”
“OK,” I say, not really understanding.
“I mean I’m not really her type.”
“Hmm,” I say. “Do you love her?”
“No,” he says. “Definitely not. But I like her. I could see myself playing with her for a long time. And if you fuck it up, that won’t happen. You, of all people, understand how fucking hard it is to get a girl you can trust in this game. One who just gets you, ya know? We get each other, Bric. I realize it’s only been a few weeks, but we know each other. I just like her. And we have an understanding. I get to boss her around and be a dick, but she knows I’m not a dick, right? She knows I’ll show up the next day and treat her nice and give her a gift. She knows I’m just playing. We’re playing.”
“It’s a game. Same as this,” I say.
“Dude, come on,” he says, almost fully exasperated now. “You are a sick motherfucker, OK? You know this, right?”
“Then why am I even here?”
“Because we’re good together, ya know. Not great. Yet,” he adds. “Not what you had with Smith and Quin, obviously. But we understand each other. We work well as a team. She liked that up there.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“The problem is you’re in a weird place right now and I’m afraid you’re gonna take it out on Nadia. Don’t do that, OK?” He stares at me. “Just be…”
“Just be your back-up?” I ask, huffing out a laugh.
He shrugs. But that’s it. That’s what he wants. Don’t overpower him. Don’t take her away from him. Don’t make her rethink her strategy. Just help him keep her.
It takes me a minute to decide if I’m angry or not.
I decide I’m not. I don’t give two fucks about this Nadia girl. And my goal really was to break her. So I shrug. “Fine,” I say. “You want a wingman. Fine. I’ll help you out, Jordan. But when I need a favor, I’ll expect the same in return.”

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Author Bio

JA Huss is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than twenty romances. She likes stories about family, loyalty, and extraordinary characters who struggle with basic human emotions while dealing with bigger than life problems. JA loves writing heroes who make you swoon, heroines who makes you jealous, and the perfect Happily Ever After ending.

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