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Sinful Rewards 4

Sinful Rewards 4, October 2014
A Billionaires and Bikers Novella
by Cynthia Sax

Avon Red
Featuring: Bee Carter; Nicolas; Hawke
100 pages
ISBN: 0062354175
EAN: 9780062354174
Kindle: B00I7V89N4
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"Electric, Emotional, and Sexy: This Terrific Series Gets Steamier!"

Fresh Fiction Review

Sinful Rewards 4
Cynthia Sax

Reviewed by Monique Daoust
Posted October 19, 2014

Romance | Romance Erotica Sensual

SINFUL REWARDS 4 is the latest instalment in this riveting 12-part series, and surprisingly enough, those who are not familiar with this exciting series won't find it too difficult starting with Book 4.

Things are going downhill for Bee Carter: her financial situation got even more abysmal, and she is more torn than ever between dependable billionaire Nicolas and sexy tattooed biker Hawke. Bee receives a message, from someone other than Friendly, which might alleviate her pecuniary woes. She is also given a precious and very personal memento for safekeeping; a fragment of the permanence she craves. And when someone unexpectedly accompanies her, the dreaded weekly Saturday trip home to her mother becomes less of a chore; things lose some of their gloom when a friendly soul shares her experience.

SINFUL REWARDS 4 is a very emotional book; Bee has begun to heavily question her choices. Ms. Sax delves deeper into Bee's quest for stability and why money matters so much to her. The author's sensitive writing conveys Bee's pain and shame so expertly that we feel her overwhelming distress and hesitations as much as she does. The cinematic descriptions of the dingy diner effectively express the crushing dead-end Bee so desperately tries to escape. Yet SINFUL REWARDS 4 is colourful, light and joyful when Bee embraces the unconventional, voyeuristic/exhibitionist self, she tries so hard to stifle. The scenes of a sensual and sexual nature are breathtaking, warm and happy. Ms. Sax is so adept at describing surroundings, internal turmoil, and sensuality that we truly feel part of Bee Carter's world; we accompany her through her journey.

The SINFUL REWARDS series is most addictive and truly astounding: built upon a strong story, it's a character study that is also intensely sensual and quite suspenseful. The cliff-hangers are not what keep me anxiously awaiting the next instalment: I care about these fascinating characters, especially Bee and how she will succeed in trying to achieve her goal.

Ms. Sax is an author of such versatility that each book has different textures, colours and feels, and this one is quite different in tone: a bit darker but sexier. SINFUL REWARDS 4 naturally concludes in a cliff-hanger, a spectacular one that will make you want to read what happens next, and not having to. SINFUL REWARDS 4 is intense, deeply satisfying; simply wonderful. This might well be the best instalment so far in this brilliant series, and that is saying a lot.

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SUMMARY

Four years ago, Bee Carter left her tiny hometown, escaping her tormenters. She concealed her tarnished reputation under a good-girl persona, hiding her history from Nicolas, her strong and silent billionaire; Hawke, her tattooed bad-boy biker; and Cyndi, her man- crazy best friend.

Today, she's returning home … and she's not alone. Some of her deepest, darkest secrets will be revealed. Trust will be tested. Clothing and inhibitions will be discarded. Bee and her hometown will never be the same.

When her past and her present collide, will any of Bee's relationships survive?

Excerpt

Silence stretches. I look upward. A tic of emotion pulses high on Hawke’s cheek, his eyes stormy and his body hard. He wants me to accept his lie, but I can’t believe in a man who has no reason to stay.

“Every time we part, you’ll think I’ve left you, won’t you?” he asks, his voice sinfully deep.

My fingers curl. “Why would you stay?” I counter. Why would anyone stay who had a choice?

Hawke grits his teeth. There’s another long pause. I brace myself for the pain that I know is coming. He’ll tell me I’m too much hassle for a one-night stand. Then he’ll ride out of the city and never return. I shouldn’t care. He’ll leave me eventually, and the timing shouldn’t make a difference. I cross my arms in front of my stomach, hugging my body, trying to protect my foolish heart.

“You’re gloriously stubborn, love.” Hawke sucks air through his teeth, holds the breath for four heart-pounding moments, and exhales. “Come here.” He slides his right hand into the front pocket of his faded blue jeans.

I step closer to him, curious.

“I want you to keep these for me.” Hawke holds out his fist. A silver ball chain is wrapped around his scarred fingers.

I extend my palm. His massive hand hovers above mine.

I wait and wait and wait. Hawke doesn’t release the chain. I survey his savage countenance. His lips are flat. His jaw juts. He doesn’t want to do this.

“This isn’t necessary,” I tell him.

“It is. You need this.” He opens his fist, dropping the ball chain and two dog tags into the palm of my hand, the metal warmed by his skin. Information—a Social Security number, the words “no preference,” USMC, and other letters—is embossed on the oval forms. I don’t recognize the first or last name.

“Are these yours?” I ask. He shared that Hawke wasn’t his first name. Is Masters, the last name he gave me, not real either?

“No, they’re not mine.” Hawke rubs the barbed wire tattoo encircling his right bicep, the vigorous motion reddening his arm.

I tilt my head, studying him. Why would he give me someone else’s dog tags? Our gazes meet and lock and I inhale sharply, reading the answer in his pain-ravaged eyes. “They belonged to Rock, didn’t they?”

“Yeah.”


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