THE KISS THIEF BY L.J. SHEN
Release Date: January 9th
Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser at RBA Designs.
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They say your first kiss should be earned.
Mine was stolen by a devil in a masquerade mask under the black Chicago sky.
They say the vows you take on your wedding day are sacred.
Mine were broken before we left church.
They say your heart only beats for one man.
Mine split and bled for two rivals who fought for it until the bitter end.
I was promised to Angelo Bandini, the heir to one of the most powerful families in the Chicago Outfit.
Then taken by Senator Wolfe Keaton, who held my father’s sins over his head to force me into marriage.
They say that all great love stories have a happy ending.
I, Francesca Rossi, found myself erasing and rewriting mine until the very last chapter.
And somewhere between these two men, I had to find my forever.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
THE KISS THIEF is an enemies to lovers standalone that’ll make you wish for more!
Francesca Rossi was only nineteen but she was groomed to be a “lady” her whole life. She was born the daughter of a dangerous Chicago mob boss but she was taught at a young age that her job was to marry into another well-known Italian family. So she grew up loving the son of another mob boss, Angelo Bandini. Frankie thought she’d marry him but then the horrible Senator Wolfe Keaton swooped in and stole her very first kiss, changing her fate forever.
I have so many things to say about this book, gah! Where do I start? First of all, I love the cover. I mean there’s not a handsome Italian on it but that’s ok…I think it absolutely fits the story. Secondly, I realize the blurb is a bit vague and it eludes to a love triangle which technically I suppose it is but not in any real traditional sense. (Yeah, I’m being vague too but you just gotta read the book!) Third, the characters. My thoughts ping ponged between liking and loathing Frankie in the first few chapters. Let’s face it, she practically set women’s lib back a couple of decades! I can definitely see how her upbringing molded her way of thinking but to put it bluntly, she was a wimp…at first. Yet, I found myself rooting for her and cheering her on as the story progressed because she grew into her wings with a flourish that I adored watching. In the end, she became a strong woman, a character worthy of the enigmatic Wolfe Keaton. Ms Shen does an amazing job of writing an anti-hero that I just hate to love! Wolfe was the character who wore a sexy smirk so well that I couldn’t decide if I wanted to slap it off or kiss it off. (Kiss!) Of course, behind the smirk is a story: a huge, extremely horrible reason for why he was so cold and callous. Wolfe called Frankie “Nemesis,” she called him, “Villian” and both were so fantastically fitting. Their relationship was anything but conventional yet their chemistry was explosive, titillating, salacious. But when Frankie finally captured Wolfe’s heart, their romance was actually deliciously sweet, practically swoon worthy.
I’m writing this review in the beginning of January but I’m shelving it in the BEST OF 2019 category as well as my READ AGAIN E-SHELF. Yes, I’m that much in love with this book! It’s an extremely well written, angsty drama that will curl your toes. Told from dual POVs with a sticky sweet happy ever after. I voluntarily read and reviewed this book.
“Are you sure you’re on my card?” I turned to the man with a polite yet distant smile. I was still disoriented from the exchange with Angelo when the stranger pulled me against his hard body and pressed a possessive hand lower than socially acceptable on my back, a second from groping my butt.
“Answer me,” I hissed.
“My bid on your card was the highest,” he replied dryly.
“The bids are undisclosed. You don’t know how much other people have paid,” I kept my lips pursed to keep myself from yelling.
“I know it’s nowhere near the realm of what this dance is worth.”
We began to waltz around the room as other couples were not only spinning and mingling but also stealing envious glances at us. Naked, raw ogles that told me that whomever the blonde he’d come to the masquerade with was, she wasn’t his wife. And that I might have been all the rage in The Outfit, but the rude man was in high demand, too.
I was stiff and cold in his arms, but he didn’t seem to notice—or mind. He knew how to waltz better than most men, but he was technical, and lacked warmth and Angelo’s playfulness.
“Nemesis.” He took me by surprise, his rapacious gaze stripping me bare. “Distributing glee and dealing misery. Seems at odds with the submissive girl who entertained Bishop and his horsey wife at the table.”
I choked on my own saliva. Did he just call the governor’s wife horsey? And me submissive? I looked away, ignoring the addictive scent of his cologne, and the way his marble body felt against mine.
“Nemesis is my spirit animal. She was the one to lure Narcissus to a pool where he saw his own reflection and died of vanity. Pride is a terrible illness.” I flashed him a taunting smirk.
“Some of us could use catching it.” He bared his straight white teeth.
“Arrogance is a disease. Compassion is the cure. Most gods didn’t like Nemesis, but that’s because she had a backbone.”
“Do you?” He arched a dark eyebrow.
“Do I…?” I blinked, the courteous grin on my face crumpling. He was even ruder when we were alone.
“Have a backbone,” he provided. He stared at me so boldly and intimately, it felt like he breathed fire into my soul. I wanted to step out of his touch and jump into a pool full of ice.
“Of course, I do,” I responded, my spine stiffening. “What’s with the manners? Were you raised by wild coyotes?”
“Give me an example,” he said, ignoring my quip. I was beginning to draw away from him, but he jerked me back into his arms. The glitzy ballroom distorted into a backdrop, and even though I was starting to notice that the man behind the demi-mask was unusually beautiful, the ugliness of his behavior was the only thing that stood out.
I am a warrior and a lady…and a sane person who can deal with this horrid man.
“I really like Angelo Bandini.” I dropped my voice, slicing my gaze from his eyes and toward the table where Angelo’s family had been seated. My father was sitting a few seats away, staring at us coldly, surrounded by Made Men who chatted away.
“And see, in my family, we have a tradition dating back ten generations. Prior to her wedding, a Rossi bride is to open a wooden chest—carved and made by a witch who lived in my ancestors’ Italian village—and read three notes written to her by the last Rossi girl to marry. It’s kind of a good luck charm mixed with a talisman and a bit of fortunetelling. I stole the chest tonight and opened one of the notes, all so I could rush fate. It said that tonight I was going to be kissed by the love of my life, and well…” I drew my lower lip into my mouth and sucked it, peering under my eyelashes at Angelo’s empty seat. The man stared at me stoically, as though I was a foreign film he couldn’t understand. “I’m going to kiss him tonight.”
“That’s your backbone?”
“When I have an ambition, I go for it.”
A conceited frown crinkled his mask, as if to say I was a complete and utter moron. I looked him straight in the eye. My father taught me that the best way to deal with men like him was to confront, not run. Because, this man? He’d chase.
About the Author
L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.
Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.
She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.
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OK OK you convinced me to get back to her! From wimp to strong woman he?
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Amazing character development in this one Sophie!💝
I haven’t read LJ Shen yet, but this is one heck of a recommendation!
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Oh, she writes the best anti-heroes, I think you’d love her!💙
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Great review, Trisy!!! Didn’t you feel after reading TKT like you just wanted to pick it up and start reading it all over again?!!! It’s definitely a best of 2019!!!! I wonder how L.J. Shen is going to top this one?!!
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Oh my God, I did! And that very rarely happens to me, I usually only do rereads after a couple of months or so!😁 Oh and she has a new series called All Saints High coming out this year…we’ll see!!😉