Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Blog Tour, Excerpt, Review & Giveaway ~ This is Love, Baby (War & peace #2) by K Webster

Book Description:


My War was over and I had lost. My captor reminded me I was nothing more than his pawn. His strategy never changed…it was always me. 

But what he didn’t know was that LOVE always wins. 

In my War, I’d found not only peace but LOVE as well. 

I’d been through a battlefield with my War and LOVE was what brought us to the other side. Our LOVE was beautiful and pure. Undying. 

My captor thinks he has won this war. That I will LOVE him. What he doesn’t know is this time, I’m the one with a strategy. I’m always thinking several moves ahead of him, my War taught me that.

I will outsmart him and find peace again. 
This is a war I will win. 
My LOVE will conquer all. 

Warning: This is Love, Baby is a dark romance. Strong sexual themes and violence which could trigger emotional distress are found in this story. Terrible, terrible things happen to our poor heroine, so you’ve been properly warned. This story is NOT for everyone.

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Book One: This is War, Baby



            The door protests when I open it and it’s loud.  There’s no turning back now.  I have to go.
            I push through it and stride down the steps.  The memory of a few months before—him chasing me through the woods—is at the forefront in my mind.  If anything, it only spurs me to go faster.  With long strides, I ignore the bite of the gravel driveway on my bare feet as I put as much distance as I can between me and that godforsaken cabin.
            “Goddammit, Baylee!”
            His furious words from behind me make my heart freeze and I almost stumble.  Ignoring the hateful way his words echo in my head, I run faster than I ever have toward the road.  Heavy footsteps and frustrated grunts can be heard behind me.  My panic overwhelms me with fear and tears well in my eyes, blurring the world around me.  When my bare feet make purchase with the smooth, chilly concrete of the road, I almost cry out with joy.  Running becomes a thousand times easier and I soar with long strides. 
            I focus on the road ahead of me and the prize is my ultimate escape.
            I don’t count my steps.  I don’t worry about his punishments.
            Gabe will not catch me this time.
            The grumble of an engine just around the bend is just the spark I need.  My long legs carry me farther and faster than ever before.  I risk a glance behind me and nearly cry out.
            A monster chases me.
            Bare feet and bare chested, only jeans covering his long, powerful legs.
            Dark hair flapping in the wind.
            Eyes black with rage.
            Muscled chest flexing with the promise of recapture and retribution for my actions.
            His mouth is contorted into a horrifying snarl, and I wonder if he’ll tear through my flesh upon catching me.
            He will not catch me this time.
            Jerking my head forward, I pound along the freezing pavement toward the vehicle that now comes into view.
            Thank you, God!
            The black truck is barreling down the road.  Too fast.  Too out of control.  It’ll hit me, I think.
            The threat of tears burn in my throat as the sound of screeching tires echoes around me.  The truck never makes impact, though, and instead slams to a complete stop.  A door flings open and I charge toward it.
            “H-Help!” I croak, my voice dry and hoarse from exertion. 
            A man steps out and looks past me.  “Get in the truck!”
            The voice is comforting and familiar.  I don’t think twice about running past him and crawling into the cab of the truck.  When I lift my gaze out of the windshield, I see just how close Gabe is.  But instead of running right for us, he veers off to the tree line and reemerges with a large, thick branch.
            “Let her go and I won’t crack your skull open,” Gabe barks out at the man whose face is hidden from me.
            I could slam the door shut and drive off.  Leave the man to deal with the monster on his own.  The thought is fleeting and I don’t let it win.  If I left the man, Gabe would slaughter him.  It would be that man’s death sentence.
            “She’s coming with me, Gabe.”
            The voice.  Familiar.  Warm.  Easy.  And how does he know his name?
            Before I can contemplate much more, a gunshot goes off, shattering the early morning tranquility.  Gabe’s shoulder jerks back and he gapes at the man in shock.  He doesn’t take another second before turning and hauling ass back to the cabin. Another gunshot goes off but it misses Gabe’s retreating form. 
            “Baylee,” the voice whispers.  “Jesus, my Baylee.”
            The man steps into the open doorway of the truck and dips his head down to look at me.  Pained, green eyes assess me.  I’m so shocked, I simply stare at him with my mouth agape as he shoves the gun into the back of his pants.


Our Review:

Reviewed by Donna ~ 3.5 stars
***ARC received for an honest review***

“This is war, baby. And I will win.”

After the end of This is War, Baby I was itching to read this one. To say I was distraught at the end of This is War would be an understatement. So, I anxiously dived in, fingers crossed, emotions running a mile a minute and my heart already thumping in my chest.

This is Love begins where This is War ended and K Webster really throws you in at the deep end and starts all those emotions pounding from the offset. Before Gabe came and destroyed it all War and Baylee were living a normal life, free from prying eyes and outside interferences but now Gabe has her once again.

“I’m trapped in a sick parallel universe where there’s not one devil, but two. A nightmare of insanity. Not only a battle between two evils but an epic war. Two twisted murdering men…”

To say that Gabe was deluded is an understatement but this man must have been a cat in a previous life because he is definitely the man with nine lives. Just when you thought it may all be over, back he pops like a bad smell, is he made of Kevlar or something? Is he superman? No, he is a giant pain in the ass that will not go away and a man that I hated with a passion.

“They say the good guys always win, right? I chuckle darkly to myself. Not this time.”

Brandon, you may remember him too, he was Baylee’s high school boyfriend and was there when Baylee was initially kidnapped. He plays a huge part in this book and it is this that caused this book to go a bit off track for me. The change in him was a bit unbelievable to be honest and I think that because we never got his POV in book one he was a hard to relate to, we didn’t really know anything about him so it was hard for me to really get to grips with his thought processes and his subsequent actions.

Baylee, this girl is one strong woman. Her development throughout this book was great to read and see. Baylee really takes stock of her life and wellbeing and having grown her backbone is no longer a victim but a survivor and she fights tooth and nail to be just that. Gone is the settling for life Baylee, she goes out and grabs it with both hands in this book. She fights for survival and ultimately for her end goal…to live and to love.

“The rules state the pawn is the weakest piece. But if the pawn makes it to the other side, it gets promoted. The pawn can become queen. And then it’s not weak at all.”

Baylee has to filter out who to believe and who to trust and having been put through the mill so many times it is a wonder her brain is even working at this point. Loose ends are tied up and I loved that K Webster kept us hanging by a string with regards to War. Was he dead, was he alive? The twists and turns certainly made for entertaining reading and a book I couldn’t put down.

I love K Webster’s writing style, she really had me gripped from the beginning of this series and while, for me, it may have got a bit unbelievable (but in reality I am sure it can happen), I still thoroughly enjoyed this read. I think I missed War in this book, while we have flashbacks, he was a man hard not to love and he really made this series for me. Without his OCD tendencies and his little nuances, I was a bit bereft. While the flashbacks were a little band aid, I still missed him and hated the not knowing…tell me is he alive or dead?? But, I cannot tell you…you will just have to read it yourself.


About the Author:

K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she's active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!

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