Author: Arlene Webb
Author Webpage: http://www.arlenewebb.com/
Author Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/Arlene_Webb_
Author Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/arleneannwebb
Pages: 40 pages
Genre: Contemporary romance, suspense, erotic romance
Price: $2.99
Release Date:April 25,2012
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Rating: 5 Stars
Heat level: 4
Reviewed by : Tamaria Soana
Source: Purchased
Heat level: 4
Reviewed by : Tamaria Soana
Source: Purchased
Blurb:
Secrets:
Joan not only knows how to keep them, she hoards information. After all,
blurting truths could prolong her life and that’s not something she’s
willing to allow.
Dear Madame Evangeline,
As you can see by my attached application, I am an ideal candidate for your matching service. Unless you believe in ghosts (ha ha), it’ll be impossible for me to breach contract by attempting to find anyone who wishes to remain a stranger after a one-night stand.
This would surely be a risk-free set up for any potential date. Please consider leaving out details of my identity, as I fear opportunistic journalists/news reporters. With that in mind, I left the preferred height, weight, shape, race, personality, and so forth options blank. Clean with an XY chromosome is more than I deserve, and all this sinner would hope for.
If you’re wondering how one such as me could have the audacity to even contact you, well, what do I have to lose? I beg pardon for my crudeness, but seeing as electrocution is currently an acceptable form of execution in this sovereign state, I’ve fantasized for months about a bang the night prior to the roast.
I have the means to persuade the warden into allowing this rendezvous to happen. Authorities may agree just to avoid agitation between the anticipated media spectacle and me. There’s been much controversy concerning a woman in the electric chair for the first time in a decade, and the warden expects I’ll remain steadfast in my refusal to appeal or prolong the inevitable. With consideration of my right to exit this world sooner rather than later, I anticipate every home within a thousand mile radius will have their power off Saturday afternoon, two weeks from today.
I’ll be moved to the D ward shortly and unable to converse further with anyone but the chaplain and warden. Please consider this my last request.
Sincerely,
Prison number 24609
Joan Bennett
Secrets:
Joan not only knows how to keep them, she hoards information. After all,
blurting truths could prolong her life and that’s not something she’s
willing to allow.
As a renowned journalist, exposing lies is Wesley’s job, but being
honest extends to revealing his own agenda as well. He admits on the
application he’s been asked to write a story kicking up any dirt he can
on Madam Evangeline’s dating service.
Desires:
Joan has a reputation to uphold. Labeled a promiscuous monster,
authorities shouldn’t be surprised her offer to finally tell them where
the skeletons are comes at a price. One date, one night, one final
fling.
Wesley doesn’t need one date, one night, a simple fling. Women eyeball
him all the time. He knows some hookup service can’t find him his
heart’s desire, a sweetheart to cherish for a long and committed
lifespan, but he won’t make it a slam-dunk for them by saying otherwise.
Warning Notice:
If secrets stay buried and desire is feared instead of embraced, electricity will flow and not in a good way.
Excerpt:
May 15, 2035Dear Madame Evangeline,
As you can see by my attached application, I am an ideal candidate for your matching service. Unless you believe in ghosts (ha ha), it’ll be impossible for me to breach contract by attempting to find anyone who wishes to remain a stranger after a one-night stand.
This would surely be a risk-free set up for any potential date. Please consider leaving out details of my identity, as I fear opportunistic journalists/news reporters. With that in mind, I left the preferred height, weight, shape, race, personality, and so forth options blank. Clean with an XY chromosome is more than I deserve, and all this sinner would hope for.
If you’re wondering how one such as me could have the audacity to even contact you, well, what do I have to lose? I beg pardon for my crudeness, but seeing as electrocution is currently an acceptable form of execution in this sovereign state, I’ve fantasized for months about a bang the night prior to the roast.
I have the means to persuade the warden into allowing this rendezvous to happen. Authorities may agree just to avoid agitation between the anticipated media spectacle and me. There’s been much controversy concerning a woman in the electric chair for the first time in a decade, and the warden expects I’ll remain steadfast in my refusal to appeal or prolong the inevitable. With consideration of my right to exit this world sooner rather than later, I anticipate every home within a thousand mile radius will have their power off Saturday afternoon, two weeks from today.
I’ll be moved to the D ward shortly and unable to converse further with anyone but the chaplain and warden. Please consider this my last request.
Sincerely,
Prison number 24609
Joan Bennett
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Tamaria's Review
It's no secret that I'm addicted to the 1 Night Series. When I seen last Request on the Decadent Site I knew I wanted to read it. I've never read a premise like this before. Last Request didn't disappoint. My heart broke for Joan and Wesley well he was all kinds of sexy. I literally was shaking with anticipation by the end of the book.
Arleen Webb puts you on an emotional journey. I laughed, I became angry, and I cried. This book has it all! I give Last Request 5 out of 5 Stars!
Buy links: Decadent Publishing Amazon
Thank you, so much,for the lovely review. I'm thrilled!
ReplyDeleteI loved the book!
ReplyDeleteSpot on, Tamaria. I loved the unique plot for this 1NS story.
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