REVIEW: CONSUME by Jessica Prince


Title: Consume

Series: Civil Corruption

Author: Jessica Prince

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publication Date: July 9, 2018

Series Reading Order

Corrupt

Defile

Consume

Mel's thoughts...

I swear I always start my reviews of a Jessica Prince book the same exact way and that's pretty much by saying I devoured the book. EVERY SINGLE TIME I just love her writing. She always sucks me in with her characters, her storyline and if you ask me I probably don't gush about her enough. She's consistently delivers great stories. It's why she's a go to author for me. Whether she's making me laugh with her rom coms or making my heart beat faster with her contemp novels I can always count on Jessica to give me something that I absolutely love. Consume is the third book in the Civil Corruption series. It can be read as a complete standalone however you might as well read all of them they are that good. In Consume we have Killian and Gina. She's taken a job as the bands new assistant and Killian is making her life hell. These two are at each other's throats and the tension is hot and heady. I almost felt like I was watching the most intense and sex ping pong match without the actual ping pong. Is that what they are called? You know what I mean. But seriously these two are like a stick of dynamite together just waiting for the match to be lit. There's some alpha possessiveness that you see from Killian that makes him one of my favs because I love me some alphas. Something about those book men that are all demanding, arrogant and make me want to slap the taste out their mouth makes me love them even more. Gina I loved her as well, she was fiesty. She pushed back, she stood her ground. And let's just say she got's some of that fiesty I will cut a biatch in her that I absolutely loved. Yes another Jessica Prince book devoured in a matter of hours. It's almost a sure thing for me when it comes to Jessica's books. And so now I wait for whatever else she decides to write next which I will no doubt devour.

Killian Everett is condescending, egotistical, and a complete jerk.

When I started as the new assistant for the famous rock band Civil Corruption, I thought I’d hit the career jackpot...

but I was wrong.

With his attitude, bad behavior, and stupid good looks, Killian has made my life a living hell since my very first day.

We may fight constantly, but that doesn’t make me want him any less.

And now I know he wants me too.

He wants to seduce me.

He wants to own me.

He wants to consume me.

And if I’m not careful...

I just might let him.

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Excerpt

“You’re just too much fun to tease, Thumbelina. Every time I talk to you, your face and neck get all… hot and red.” His thumb scraped slowly along my cheekbone, his eyes shooting down to my lips. “I noticed you don’t get this outta sorts with the other guys. Only me. Why do you think that is?”

“I-I, um, don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The corner of his mouth trembled like he was fighting back a smile or laugh. “That so? Then why does your soft skin feel like it’s on fire, sweetness?” God, he was so damn close. And he smelled so damn good, like whiskey and spicy, citrusy cologne. “I’m just…” Just what? my brain screamed. For the love of all that’s holy, think of words, Gina! “… hot-blooded.” Sweet, merciful mother of pearl! Had I really just said that? “That you are,” he mumbled in a low, husky voice. “That you certainly fuckin’ are.” My mouth went dry as a desert. Trying to swallow was like trying to force a wad of cotton down my throat. “Wha—uh, what’s happening here?”

He took another step, coming so close everything about him overwhelmed my senses. “If you don’t know, I’m really off my game. And I’m never off my game.”

After doing a crazy impression of a goldfish, I somehow managed to pick my jaw up off the floor long enough to ask, “Are you hitting on me?”