Jan 15, 2015

*Blog Tour & Review* Dirty Ties by Pam Godwin


Revenge.
I race to finance it.
I evade to protect it.
I kill to attain it.
I planned everything.

Except her.
The alluring, curvaceous blonde at the finish line.
With sapphire eyes that cheat and lie.
Whose powerful family murdered mine.

I hate her.
I want her.

I know she’s hiding something.
But so am I.

Release Day → January 12th, 2015



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I was very fortunate to be introduced to Pam Godwin books by the lovely lady that created The Reading Room Blog. From The Dead of Eve to Deliver to Beneath the Burn, Pam is a master of creating completely original and exciting reads. I knew going into Dirty Ties that I was in for a wild ride and I wasn't disappointed. So for the story...

To the outside world Kaci Baskel has it all, she was born into a privileged family that runs one of the most powerful media conglomerates in the word and is married to one of the country's most revered political TV commentators. But looks can be deceiving, especially when the privileged family is a front for organized crime and the marriage is a sham to protect a gay best friend. What little joy Kaci receives is from her passionate following of an illegal underground racing circuit and her love for it's superstar rider - the Evader.

Logan Flynt is a man with a singular focus, revenge. Years have been spent crafting the ultimate plan to bring down Trenchant Media and it's board, the people responsible for the murder of his mother. To finance his plans Logan spends his evenings playing the part of the Evader, a skilled and merciless street racer. Each race pushes him towards the end goal of financing the destruction of Trenchant but each race brings a new distraction with the appearance of a mystery female rider always waiting for him by the finish line. As much as he should focus on his mission, something about this blonde rider calls to him.

When the pair finally connect will they be each others destruction or salvation?

What I Loved: WOW, just WOW. Dirty Ties kicks off at full throttle and doesn't let up. Kaci and Logan are original, intense, and the passion between them is completely incendiary and addictive. There are several scenes between the two that had me blushing so hard my husband kept asking me "What ARE you reading?" Beyond the heat between the pair I have to say that Kaci is a gem, one of my favorite female leads in a long time. At 37 Kaci is no innocent and has done questionable things, but she still has an almost innocent longing for love. When she embraced her own happiness I did a little happy dance.

What I Didn't Love: There's very little about Dirty Ties that I didn't enjoy. There are no issues, just small wants that aren't really anything wrong with the story. I would have loved to get a little more backstory on Kaci and Collin's upbringing or a little more demonstrated evil from the parents that raised them. Again, no major problems with the story - hence 4.5 stars.

Favorite Quotes:

"A man like that fucks like he rides. With intimidation, recklessness, and unharnessed energy. He's powered by adrenaline and takes what he wants without care."

"Revenge wasn't an emotion. It was my inheritance, the acting force that lived in my blood and sustained by balance. It was my equilibrium."

"I wanted to bite him, slap him, punch him again. more than that, I wanted to make him mine. I wanted his anger, his ferocity, his pain. To claim every part of him, fuse it with all of me, and make us a singular whole."

"She had me by the balls, the heart, and every other vulnerable bit of my body. She could have my air as well, because I couldn't breathe without her. I hoped to hell I'd never have to."

If you want to start off your 2015 reading with a bang Dirty Ties is the sure fire way to do it. This book has heat, heart, edge, suspense and tons of action. I highly recommend Dirty Ties and can't wait to see what author Pam Godwin has in store for readers next.

Happy reading.
 
He knelt over my attacker, his strength visible in the stretch of the jacket over his back and shoulders. His helmet cocked, angled in my direction. “I had this.”
 
Oh my God, his voice. Okay, it was definitely synthesized, his timbre humming with an electronic overlay, but it was deep and gravelly and so goddamned sexy.
 
Pull yourself together, Kaci. He was far more dangerous than the man who just attacked me.
“Get out of here.” I nodded to the street behind me, and as if on cue, another squad car zoomed by.
 
“I’ll hold him until you’re gone.”
 
What was I saying? I didn’t want him to leave.
 
I thought I heard a chuckle, but couldn’t be sure with the whine of sirens and exhaust pipes. He looked back at my attacker, swung an arm, and knocked him out. Damn. Okay, that worked too.
I lowered the gun. “You won the race?”
 
“Of course.” He rose and erased the distance between us in three strides.
 
My nerves shivered, overloaded and amped up, and oh God, he was just standing there, heating the air around me, staring at me. What did he want? I opened my mouth to spew a gushing thank you.
He snatched the gun from my hand.
 
What the? “Give that ba—”
 
He lifted my chin and stroked a gloved finger over the nicks on my throat. Each caress irritated the cuts, but I didn’t want him to stop. He raised the finger in front of my visor, blood soaking the leather tip. “Have you learned your lesson?”
 
His voice reverberated through me, and my knees weakened. Even with the electronic distortion, he sounded pissed.
 
My heart panted, and a throb swelled, hot and needy, between my legs. All because of a pissed-off synthesized voice? I might’ve just swallowed my self-respect, but I couldn't help it. My body had one mission, and that mission vibrated against me like he wanted to tear me in half. Damn me to hell, but my inner muscles clenched at the thought.
 
I touched my throat and flinched at the bite of pain. “It’s just a scratch.”
 
The reflection of my helmet in his visor wavered as he shook his head. He gazed down on me as if he were…considering something? God, I wished I could see his face, his eyes.
 
His finger returned to my throat, trailed a path beneath my chin, lifting it and catching on the edge of the helmet. He tugged it, like he wanted to rip off the shield and see my eyes, too. “Get on your bike, sweetheart.”
 
He flicked the safety on the gun and gripped my shoulders, turning my body to face the bike. Both bikes. His and mine side-by-side. Oh, how I loved the sight of that.
 
His fingers touched my hip, slipping beneath my jacket to stroke my bare skin. I trembled against the brush of his glove, until he opened his mouth. “This is your last race.”
 
The temperature in my helmet rose by ten degrees, and my cheeks inflamed. I glared at him over my shoulder. “Excuse me?”
 
Smack. A stinging jolt of fire rippled over my ass, and I shuffled forward. He fucking hit me! I placed my hands on the bike’s seat, and unbidden, a grin took hold of my face. He fucking spanked me.


New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Pam Godwin, lives in the Midwest with her husband, their two children, and a foulmouthed parrot. When she ran away, she traveled fourteen countries across five continents, attended three universities, and married the vocalist of her favorite rock band.

Java, tobacco, and dark romance novels are her favorite indulgences, and might be considered more unhealthy than her aversion to sleeping, eating meat, and dolls with blinking eyes.





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