Blog Tour: Bane by L.J. Shen (Sinners of Saint #4 Review)

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Bane, the highly-anticipated next standalone in the Sinners of Saint Series by L.J. Shen is LIVE!

 

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BANE

Naked surfer. Habitual pothead. A con, a liar, a thief and a fraud.

Last I heard, he was extorting the rich and screwing their wives for a living.

Which is why I’m more than a little surprised to find him at my threshold, looking for my friendship, my services, and most puzzling of all—looking humbled.

Thing is, I’m on a boycott. Literally—I cut boys from my life. Permanently.

Problem is, Bane is not a boy, he is all man, and I’m falling, crashing, drowning in his sweet, perfect lies.

JESSE CARTER

Hot as hell, cold as ice.

I wasn’t aware of her existence until a fat, juicy deal landed in my lap.

She’s a part of it, a little plaything to kill some time.

She is collateral, a means to an end, and a side-bonus for striking a deal with her oil tycoon stepdad.

More than anything, Jesse Carter is a tough nut to crack.

Little does she know, I have the f****** teeth for it.

 

Bane is book four in the Sinners of Saint series by L.J. Shen. It can be read as a standalone but you should check out the previous three books because I bet they’re great!

Why did it take me so freaking long to finally read a book from this series?! I have no idea. I think I was probably scared I wouldn’t enjoy the whole bad boy theme going on because I’m a “yay, good guys!!” kind of gal but I decided to tackle that fear and give this one a go (sorry to the previous three books that are still waiting their turn!) AND it turned out to be a pretty great bad boy story. Not my favorite and I’m definitely not a complete fan of bad boys now but I definitely enjoyed it.

Bane is the baddest boy—more like man—you’ll ever read. You know how in other books they say the hero is “bad” but they actually aren’t at all? Well, Bane is a true badass. He is the bad boy of your dreams… if you love bad boys, that is. He is rough around the edges, tough, broken and all of those things you imagine when you think of a bad boy. But he has more layers to his persona, he is also protective, loving, strong, caring and oh-so-sexy. He will make you fan yourself and you will enjoy every second of it.
Even though I loved Bane’s flawed personality, I still felt like he didn’t win me over completely. I don’t exactly know why, maybe bad boys are really not my thing but I just know I didn’t love him as much as I could have.

Jesse is an incredibly brave woman. She has been through hell and back but she is resilient. At the beginning of this story Jesse is the shell of the person she used to be but as the story progresses you are able to see her find hope again and slowly take back control over herself and her life. She comes out stronger and even more fierce.

Bane and Jesse’s story is not flawless and full of hearts and flowers. It’s complex, emotional, raw, passionate and even a little bit dangerous. It is exciting and fast paced and full of fire. So if you love reading steamy and emotional stories or if you love reading stories about independent women who don’t need a hero to save them because they can save themselves then I recommend you read this book.

 

4 / 5 flowers

 

BANE
Then.

A liar.

A con.

A godless thief.

My reputation was a big wave that I rode, one that swallowed everyone around me, drowning every attempt to fuck with what’s mine.

I’d been known as a stoner, but power was my real drug of choice. Money meant nothing. It was tangible, and therefore easy to lose. See, to me, people were a game. One I’d always known how to win.

Move the rooks around.

Change the queen when necessary.

Guard the king at all fucking times.

I was never distracted, never deterred, and never jealous.

So, imagine my surprise when I found myself being all three at once.

It was a siren with coal black hair who robbed me of riding the biggest wave I’d seen that summer. Of my precious attention. Of my goddamn breath.

She glided from the ocean to the beach like nightfall.

I crouched down, straddling my surfboard, gawking.

Edie and Beck stopped beside me, floating on their boards in my periphery.

“This one’s taken by Emery Wallace,” Edie had warned. Thief.

“This one’s the hottest masterpiece in town.” Beck had chuckled. Con.

“More importantly, she only dates rich bastards.” Liar.

I had all the ingredients to pull her in.

Her body was a patch of fresh snow. White, fair, like the sun shone through her, never quite soaking in. Her skin defied nature, her ass defied my sanity, but it was the words on her back that made my logic rebel.

It wasn’t her curves or the way she swayed her hips like a dangling, poisonous apple that warranted my reaction to her.

It was that tattoo I had noticed when she swam close to me earlier, the words trickling down the nape of her neck and back in a straight arrow.

My Whole Life Has Been Pledged to This Meeting with You

Pushkin.

I only knew one person who went gaga over the Russian poet, and, like the famous Alexander, he was currently six feet under.

My friends began to paddle back to shore. I couldn’t move. It felt like my balls were ten tons heavy. I didn’t believe in love at first sight. Lust, maybe, but even that wasn’t the word I was looking for. No. This girl fucking intrigued me.

“What’s her name?” I snatched Beck’s ankle, yanking him back to me. Edie stopped pedaling and looked back, her gaze ping-ponging between us.

“Doesn’t matter, bro.”

“What’s. Her. Name?” I repeated through a locked jaw.

“Dude, she’s, like, way young.”

“I will not repeat myself a third time.”

Beck’s throat bobbed with a swallow. He knew damn well that I didn’t mess around. If she was legal—it was on.

“Jesse Carter.”

Jesse Carter was going to be mine before she even knew me.

Before I even knew her.

Before her life turned upside down and her fate rewrote itself with her blood.

So here was the truth that even my lying ass wouldn’t admit later on in our story—I wanted her before.

Before she became business.

Before the truth caged her in.

Before the secrets gushed out.

I never did get to surf that day.

My surfboard broke.

Should have known it was an omen.

My heart was going to be next in line.

And for a small chick, she did one hell of a fucking job obliterating it.

 

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LJShenL.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.

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