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Sunday, February 23, 2014

Sapphire Blue Blog Tour - Book Review + Excerpt + Giveaway: Sapphire Blue by Gene Doucette


Author: Gene Doucette
Format: ARC PDF (Netgalley)
Pages: 210
Release Date: February 27, 2014
Publisher: The Writer's Coffee Shop Publishing House
Genre: BDSM/Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance/Mystery/Paranormal















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Synopsis from Goodreads


WARNING: DARK THEMES, EXPLICIT CONTENT

Has Mara lost control, or has it been taken from her?

Mara Cantor’s life is boring and uncomplicated, and she likes it that way. She has her internship at the museum—a job she shares with her roommate, Davis—and while it is low-paying and occasionally mind-numbing, it gives her all the free time she needs to finish her thesis. And that is just fine.

But when Argent Leeds, the internationally famous playboy and raconteur, visits Mara’s museum, he brings with him the most exciting archeological discovery in decades: the Pazuzu gemstones. Long assumed to be nothing more than a myth by most scholars, the gemstones are rumored to possess mystical powers.

Between Argent, his gemstones, and Davis, Mara’s boring life has suddenly gotten very complicated. Now she is caught up in a sexual adventure that is either the most exciting time of her life . . . or the most terrifying.


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     I want to say first and foremost the synopsis for this book isn't enough. There is soooo much more going on in this book, it is beyond insane. I was expecting a sexy, contemporary romance. I got more than that and I really liked it. I am really at a lost for words because I knew something was up, but man, I didn't see that coming. I am sort of dumbfounded right now. If this is what Doucette's work is like, I want more.

     Mara is our leading lady and I really liked her. Her and her best friend/roommate, Davis, were a blast from the first page. I loved the dialogue between them. I wasn't expecting this book to be humorous and that was a really nice surprise. I am in love the erotic genre, but I wish there were more that weren't afraid to crack a joke every now and again. This book gave us that and more. It came off like conversations I would have with friends and I loved them. Mara and Davis have a seemingly boring job, they are archaeologists who work for a museum cataloging the latest findings. Things become a bit more exciting when Mara meets Argent Leeds. He was quite an interesting character. He was the dark, sexy, and rich type. He has eyes for Mara after a rather embarrassing incident takes place with one of his discoveries at the museum.  She finds that one of his displays are fake and she pretty much lets the whole museum know it.

     Mara and Argent get into it quite quickly in this book. It was sexy, for sure, but something is off. Argent owns this gemstones which are said to be mystical. But both Mara and Argent are scientists, so they immediately dismiss the motion. But not only is something off about the gemstones, specifically the sapphire that Argent has let Mara touch, something is off about Argent too. Then Mara starts changing as well, but she doesn't know the how or the why. Things maybe far worse than Mara imagined. This all was really surprising because, again, the synopsis doesn't clue you in to what you are in for, which is nice. The book has a bit of a paranormal edge to it which you know I love, but it isn't exactly what you would think. The paranormal bit in this book isn't something one would find fun. It is quite terrifying actually. The book can be very dark and disturbing for some and I mean really damn creepy. Hell, the sex scenes will be more than some can handle. Trust me, they don't pan out the way you expect them to, but there is a reason. Don't say I didn't warn you. But I do love that this book goes out of the box a bit though.   

     There really aren't enough words to describe this. It is really not the average BDSM/Erotic Romance I was expecting and for that, it makes me love it more. This book literally has everything. It goes from funny, suspenseful, mysterious, sexy, adventurous, and then downright creepy. If Stephen King were to ever write an Erotic Romance, I think this is how it would pan out (although, someone would have to die first though). No way he would give you what you are used to and that is amazing. Doucette has quite an imagination and I want to explore it more. He is used to writing science fiction and this is his first erotic romance. I never would have known. He really captured the characters so well and this story kept me at the edge of my seat especially those last few chapters. I am a fan. Highly recommended, but only if you have the heart for it. This will not be for everyone.

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*This book belongs to the following challenges*
The Book Vixen's 2014 Outdo Yourself Reading Challenge
Under The Covers Book Blog 2014 Immortal Reading Challenge 
 


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Excerpt


“You did what?”
It was three in the morning by the time Mara made it back to the apartment, and now it was three thirty, Davis was yelling at her, and all she wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep through Sunday. But that wasn’t going to happen until she’d talked this through with him, and she knew it. If it were anyone else it could have waited, but he was different.
“I know, believe me I know, it’s not . . . look, I don’t know what happened, okay?”
She had managed to change out of the dress—which she believed might be ruined—and into her big fluffy bathrobe. It was the first time she’d felt like herself in hours. She was also drinking some tea because making tea was something Davis could do with himself other than pacing, as he was currently doing.
Argent had been kind enough to help her gather her clothing—and slip back into his own—and fetch his driver, who took her back into the city with nary a question or even a look askance. It was all handled in a very gentlemanly fashion, really. She still felt like a tramp, but not because of anything Argent said or did.
Well, other than the sex itself.
Now she was parked on their distressed couch clutching the tea and watching Davis pace a hole through the carpet.
“What do you mean you don’t know what happened?” he asked.
“I don’t know. He was there holding me, and then . . . I actually sort of attacked him.”
“Stop it.”
“I’m serious.”
“You attacked him,” he repeated.
“I did. And I don’t know why, and I know it was out of character, and I’m sorry.”
“You pulled a Lena!”
“Shut up! I did not!”
Pulling a Lena was what Mara and Davis called it whenever someone stepped out in a relationship, but which over the years had evolved into shorthand for anybody having more sex than they were. It was named after Lena Moretti, a mutual classmate of Davis and Mara’s who had an unfortunate tendency to be attracted to men who were unavailable, and who attracted unavailable men. And available ones. And a lot of women.
“All right, I take that back,” Davis said. “But still. I have to think about this.” He walked out of the room. More or less. The apartment wasn’t particularly large. One central living room with a galley kitchen, a single bathroom—shower only—and two bedrooms that had less space than the car she’d ridden home in. This mitigated the impact of Davis’s march from the room, inasmuch as he only left it to go to the kitchen, still in view from the couch.
He poured himself a drink from the vodka bottle they had found half-empty in the cupboard when they moved in three years earlier, shook his head, downed the vodka, shivered, then shook his head some more and refilled the glass.
She was pretty sure she’d never seen him this angry before.
“I’m sorry if I scared you,” she said. “I should have called.”
Mara hated everything about this moment. Davis was her best friend, and while the yelling wasn’t fun, she knew him well enough to appreciate that this was something he’d have to get past so he could go back to acting like a best friend again. And she kind of needed a best friend.
“How much did you drink?” he asked.
“Not much. Just a couple of sips. It made me a little light-headed, but—”
“Do you think he could have drugged you?”
“You think Argent Leeds needs to drug women to have his way with them? Come on.”
“It doesn’t work like that, Mara. He could be a predator. Being rich and handsome would just make it easier.”
“Oh my God, stop it.”
“I’m serious.”
“I know you are. I told you, he was . . . he was really nice, okay? He was charming and kind and friendly and pretty normal and not at all what I’d expected.”
“Nice,” Davis repeated. “He was nice.” He finished off his second glass.
“Do you even like vodka?”
“Apparently not,” he said, pouring himself another. “I’m sorry, but there are about five or six really nasty things I keep stopping myself from saying here. And since I can’t think of anything else to say right now, I’m working on not hating vodka instead.”
“You already called me a Lena. What else? Whore?” she asked.
“That’s one of them, yes.”
Mara sipped her tea, while Davis studied the bottom of his glass for a while.
“I’m sorry, okay?” he said finally. “I just can’t believe you did this.”
“How do you think I feel? You don’t need to tell me this was out of character, I was telling myself that while I was in the middle of it. But . . .”
“But?”
“But I really enjoyed it.”
They had no other proper seat in the living room, so Davis sat on the floor cross-legged. “Well, yeah. It’s sex. That’s sort of the point.”
“No, I mean . . . I really enjoyed it. Unreasonably. It was like driving a racecar after spending a lifetime using a minivan. Except I didn’t know before tonight that there was a better car out there.”
“This is a terrible analogy.”
“I know, I’m tired. I’ll think of a better one tomorrow.”
Davis had been friends with Mara over the course of five different serious relationships—three for her and two for him—and a lot of less serious ones, and could name and probably e-mail each of the men she had just compared to minivans. It was fortunate in many ways that she and Davis had never fallen into bed together, or this would have been a much more awkward moment.
“Mara, you know you can’t see him again, right? No matter how much you enjoyed it. Never mind that the guy comes off as kind of skeezy—”
“He does not!”
“—he’s also a major contributor to the museum. You know how this will look, don’t you?”
She fell back on the couch and groaned. “I’m really trying not to think about that part right now.”
“You sort of have to.”
“Fine, it’ll look bad.”
“It’ll look really bad.”
“Maybe I don’t care about how bad it looks.”
“Mara . . .”
“Yeah, I know. Shut up. Can you be my best friend again now?
“I can try.”
“Try really hard, because I need someone to explain to me how this happened in the first place. I’m still not clear on that. And I wasn’t drugged, so think of something else.”




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About Gene Doucette


Gene Doucette is an award-winning screenwriter, novelist, playwright, humorist, essayist, father, husband, cyclist, dog owner – and a few other things, too. He is, in other words, a writer. A graduate of Boston College, he lives in Cambridge, MA with his family.

Sapphire Blue is Doucette’s first foray into the erotica genre, and will be available for purchase in both paperback and e-book formats on February 27, 2014


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GIVEAWAY TIME!!!


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Sapphire Blue Blog Tour Schedule 

Saturday 22nd February 2014

Sunday 23rd February 2014

Monday 24th February 2014

Tuesday 25th February 2014

Wednesday 26th February 2014

Thursday 27th February 2014

Friday 28th February 2014

Saturday 1st March 2014

Sunday 2nd March 2014

Monday 3rd March 2014

Tuesday 4th March 2014

Wednesday 5th March 2014

Thursday 6th March 2014

Tuesday March 11th 2014

Wednesday April 23rd, 2014
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