Tuesday 13 March 2018

Blog Tour, Review & Excerpt ~ Confessions: Robbie (Confessions #1) by Ella Frank


Confessions: Robbie, an all new tantalizing contemporary MMM Romance by Ella Frank is available NOW!

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Book Description:

Relationships are complex.
Love ever-changing.
And when it comes to rules of the heart,
they were made to be broken…

That’s what Robert Antonio Bianchi was telling himself, anyway.
Otherwise, he really had no excuse for what—or who—he’d done. 

No excuse, except for his lonely heart, a pitcher of margaritas, four Bitter Bitches, and the apparent need to confess all his weaknesses to the two men he knew would bring him nothing but trouble.

But trouble was nothing new.
Just ask his crazy sisters or any of his friends, and they’d be the first to tell you:
If there was a bad decision to be made, Robbie always had a knack for making it. 

And thus begins the story of the priest, the princess, and the prick.


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Reviewed by Donna ~ 5 stars
***ARC received for an honest review***

“But as he knelt there between two men he never could’ve imagined himself between, he felt as though he’d finally found home.”

Damn Ella Frank and her threesomes. Damn, this book, seriously. Three totally different characters that shouldn’t work at all and yet together it’s just harmony. These three men, oh my god, they stole my heart. Individually you have elements you just adore about them and other parts that make you think urgh…and yet the qualities you don’t like, complement the others and it fades into insignificance. It just goes to show how love can change a person and how everyone needs a partner to balance them, or in this case partners.

“I’ve always been told two is better than one. I’m starting to believe that is the case.”

Robbie was the bar manager at the Popped Cherry and a man that had always had a huge crush on Logan. When Logan and Tate got married Robbie was crushed and it is this that spurs him into action when it comes to a certain chef that was begging for his number. Thus begins the story of the Priest, the Princess and the Prick.

“I never knew that was you.”
“I know,” Priest said. “You weren’t ready to see.”

Julien aka the Prick, is the hot as hell chef that Robbie has had his eye on, someone he had admired on the TV even if his demeanour gave him the nickname of the Prick. But person to person Julien is nothing like the man he was on the TV. This man has baggage, a whole heap of baggage but he has had one man in his life that has kept him on the straight and narrow, a man who has always been his biggest supporter, confidante and lover…that is his husband, Priest.

“Smile, mon cher petit. You make everything that’s dark fade to nothing when you smile.”

Priest, wow, what a turnaround. This man is nothing like the persona he portrays. Again, more baggage than a 747, but it is his husband, Julien that centres him. Priest has a heart of gold, something I would never have guessed and behind closed doors, this man will have your ovaries and hearts combusting with just how much you love and admire him.

“You will never find another person who cares more than Priest. If there’s someone he can help, someone he can make a difference for, he’ll do it. He’s not easy to understand, that’s true. But once you do, you’ll wonder why it took you so long.”

Julien and Priest are both alphas in their own way, Priest more than Julien and they have always dabbled with a third. Now, though, the dabbling is old, and they want a stable mate. One that is in it for the long haul. One that will be a forever type, one they can love, let in and make them all whole. OMG, it was STUNNING.

Ella Frank never fails to deliver for me, whether it be contemporary romance, paranormal, fantasy or her hot as hell MM, or in this case MMM. The emotion that has been poured into this book is second to none and how these characters develop before your eyes was breath taking. First appearances and opinions often stick, and it takes a lot for someone to redeem themselves, but once you understand these characters as individuals the rest just comes naturally. All three of these men have their issues, they are all lacking something in their lives to make it complete and when Robbie completes the trifecta, perfect harmony is established.

“We don’t want to change you to suit us. We want you because of who you already are.”

As with any Ella Frank read this book is seriously HOT, I mean a furnace is tame compared to the heat packed between these pages. This woman seriously knows how to bring her men to life, both in and out of the sheets and kindles will definitely need freezer time. But more than the sex, the emotional connection between these three was stunning. Ella Frank takes her time in its development and it only makes you appreciate the trust between these three all the more. This is the first in a series and I cannot wait to see how these three develop going further. The past seems to be a problem for Julien and Priest, so I cannot wait to know just what has made these two men, them. Amazing start to a series.




If there’s a bad decision to make, I will make it.

DRUNK-DIALING IS never a smart move. But drunk-dialing a married man? That is a monumentally stupid move.
That was the thought rolling around Robbie’s muddled brain as he stood with his best friend Elliot at the bar of CRUSH and tossed back his fourth Bitter Bitch. The conversation he was having with himself wasn’t a new one—or a welcome one, he thought as he swayed on his feet and kind of stumbled into the stool beside him. But forgetting his lonely life with alcohol and men who were all wrong for him seemed like an increasingly good way to cope tonight.
The hum and throb of the bass beat was rattling through him, but instead of feeling the pull he usually did to head out to the dance floor and have fun, tonight it seemed to be having the opposite effect. It was making him think really stupid thoughts.
“You’re so wasted, Bianchi,” Elliot said as he grabbed Robbie’s arm and guided him to the barstool. “What’s that? Your third shot? And how many margaritas did you have at dinner?”
Robbie held up two, then three fingers, and shrugged. “Who cares? Everyone had their New Year’s on Sunday. Tonight’s mine, and I want to celebrate.”
“If you celebrate any more, you aren’t gonna remember your first night out of the New Year.”
“Don’t care,” Robbie said, as he waved his hand through the air with flourish and leaned a little too much into the action. Luckily, Elliot was there to prop him up. “I wanna have fun tonight. Do something I shouldn’t.”
Elliot leaned his elbows back on the bar so he was facing the dance floor and said, “Why don’t you get out there and let someone do you instead? You look gorgeous tonight, darling.”
He’s right, I do look cute, Robbie thought.
In his skinny jeans and purple V-neck tee that was practically a second skin, Robbie had gone all out with smoky eyes and a new pink shade of gloss he’d bought a couple of days ago that tasted like—mmm, strawberries. He could totally hit the dance floor, find a willing man, and let him do all kinds of things. But that seemed so boring tonight, so normal, and so not what he wanted.
He wanted wild. He wanted adventure. He wanted danger. And when the two men he knew were both those things entered his mind, Robbie quickly shook his head, trying to shake them free.
Stop thinking about them, he ordered himself, but that was easier said than done. One of them was one of the sexiest men he’d ever seen, and the other the most frustrating—and what was worse was that he couldn’t have either of them even if he wanted to. What was with everyone being fucking married all of a sudden? And to each other?
But oh the dreams he’d been having lately. The three of them, all sweaty and naked; they were enough to make him want to
No, no, no. That is the worst idea you could have, Robbie told himself. Drunk or sober.
Plus, you don’t even like one of them. So stop obsessing over it.
“Earth to Robbie…” Elliot said, waving a hand, and Robbie shrugged.
“I don’t know. I’m just not in the mood.”
You’re not in the mood to grind all over a naked man? Okay, where the hell is my best friend and what did you do with him?” Elliot asked as he swept his black bangs out of his eyes.
“I don’t know.” Robbie slumped forward on the bar, dramatic as ever, and looked up at Elliot from under his lashes. “I think I’m in a state of mourning, El, and I don’t know how to get out of it.”
Elliot frowned. “Is this about Logan? I thought you were happy for him and Tate?”
“I am, but— Ugh. They just got engaged, and now all of a sudden, he’s married. Married.”
“I know, babe. But you knew it was coming.”
“Doesn’t make it any easier. Knowing there are two more beautiful men off the market forever due to a ring and a piece of paper is just depressing.”
“Two more men?” Elliot said, regarding him with a suspicious eye. “Who else do you know who’s hitched?”
Julien, Robbie instantly thought, as an image of the famous chef came to mind.
Julien “the Prick” Thornton. And this time, as Julien’s name ran through Robbie’s head, he made a point to roll the Jul over his tongue the way Julien had when he’d introduced himself that night at the bar. That’s right…Julien “I’m gay, gorgeous, and, oh yeah, married to your worst enemy” Thornton. He was hitched.
“No one,” Robbie said, and pouted. Then he swiveled on the stool to look out at the men gyrating all over one another. “You go and play for the both of us. I’m going to sit here and—”
“Okay that word is too big for my brain right now,” Robbie said, and winced. “Go and feel up the muscles and men for me. Someone should get some enjoyment out of them.”
Elliot pursed his lips. “I don’t know…”
“I’m just gonna sit here. Not going anywhere,” Robbie promised, crossing a finger over his chest.
“Your heart is on the other side, genius.”
Robbie switched sides and did it again. “I’m just gonna drown my sorrows so my body hurts tomorrow and will take my mind off my broken heart.”
“Aww, cheer up, Buttercup. Your Prince Charming will come to you one day soon.”
“Well, until then”—Robbie gestured for the bartender—“I’m going to drink myself into a deep slumber in the hopes that maybe he’ll come on me, or, you know, at least kiss me back to life.”
Elliot placed a hand on Robbie’s arm. “Do not go anywhere. I’ll be back for you.”
“I can’t feel my legs to move, so… I’ll stay. Like a good little boy.”
“Don’t know how good you are, but…” Elliot chuckled, then before he headed out to the dance floor, said, “Where’s your phone?”
Robbie dug into his pants pocket and pulled it free.
Elliot opened the contacts and scrolled down to his name, and then set it on the bar in front of Robbie. “You need me, call. Do not leave this seat.”
Robbie touched his fingertips to his temple in a sloppy salute and then hiccupped. “Yes, sir.”
“Okay. Be back for you soon.” Elliot then turned to the bartender and said, “No more after this for him.”
When the bartender nodded, Robbie’s mouth fell open. “Hello, you’re not my mother.”
“Lucky for you. She’d be spanking your ass right now, not to mention your sisters, and I’m sure you’d much rather have that done by a man who would then pound it afterward. I’ll be back.”
Robbie dismissed Elliot with a wave of his hand, and then took great interest in scrolling up and down his list of contacts, searching for someone to occupy his time. It wasn’t until he saw Julien’s number that he realized how drunk he was, because that was the only excuse he could think of as to why he hit call.
Well that, and: If there’s a bad decision to make, I will make it.

About the Author:

Ella Frank is the USA Today Bestselling author of the Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite contemporary romance, Sex Addict. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!” Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Phillips.

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