Monday, September 2, 2013

Review | Tour Stop | Arsen by Mia Asher

Book Title: Arsen. A broken love story. 
Author: Mia Asher. 
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Women's fiction 
Release Date: Friday, August 23rd 2013

Book Goodreads

One glance was all it took…

I'm a cheater.
I'm a liar.
My whole life is a mess.

I love a man.
No, I love two men…
I think.

One makes love to me. The other sets me on fire.
One is my rock. The other is my kryptonite.

I'm broken, lost, and disgusted with myself.

But I can't stop. This is my story.
My broken love story.

About the Author: 
My name is Mia Asher.
I'm a writer, a hopeless romantic, a wanderer, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer. And, oh yes…I might be a bit crazy - but who isn't?

Twitter link: @miaasherauthor
Facebook link:

My Thoughts:
OK. So at first I was an emotional mess. Mia Asher portrays the hurt of a mother who has had a miscarriage perfectly. I was sympathetic to Cathy because of her losses. The whole story is completely emotionally draining but absolutely worth the read. 

By the time I finished the book my heart was broken for Ben, Cathy, and Arsen all for their own reasons. The emotions that the three of them forced me to feel throughout the book took me for a loop. There must have been 50 of them! 

My feelings for Cathy are controversial. One minute I was crying for her and the the next I hated the way she acted. 

Ben is portrayed as the perfect husband. He says all the right things and he does all the right things. Why would she mess that up? 

Arsen is HOT and arrogant. He's a spoiled rich brat that is accustomed to getting everything he wants. He doesn't seem to care about Cathy or her feelings, just the good time that he can have with her. Her marriage be damned.  

Overall the book is great! I would recommend it to anyone who really loves to read!

Read a steamy excerpt:
Opening my legs with his hands, he enters me slowly, taking his time, making the moment last. When he’s all the way in, he pauses as we stare at each other, both of us breathing heavily. Slowly, he brings a hand to caress my naked shoulder. “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I kissed you on the street.”

“Have sex with me?” I ask.

“No.” He bites my lower lip. “Make you mine.”

This time he makes love to me. There is no roughness in his treatment of my body, and I don’t miss it. This feels as if he is telling me with his body what he cannot voice yet. This feels like we are imprinting each other to our bodies and to our hearts. Moaning, I grab the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss, getting lost in the moment.

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