REVIEW & EXCERPT: Sordid by Nikki Sloane

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Nikki Sloane is an author that I will read anything that she writes. So I will freely admit that when the opportunity came up to read this book, I didn’t even read the blurb. So I literally went in blind, not realising that this was going to be full on dark erotica until I read the author note in the first couple of pages. I will stress – if you have triggers in books around consent then you really, really need to consider if this book is right for you.

But if you can handle a walk on the dark side of sexual manipulation and mind fuckery all wrapped in an absolute awesome story that I had a hard time putting down, then this is a book for you. Fans will notice that this is something a bit different from what they expect from Sloane. For sure, it is still hot as hell but the violent undercurrent that runs through this entire book is something new. I have to say that being a massive fan of this author, I really was not expecting this story. But I cannot take away, regardless of the storyline, that Nikki Sloane is an author that captivates readers in the web that she is weaving.

Readers are confronted with the age old question, is fantasy better than the reality? What happens when you build someone up to be something in your head but when you finally get the opportunity, it is not as you imagined? It was this riveting conundrum that had me glued to this book.

Luka is the epitome of a character you have a true love/hate relationship with. On the surface you can’t help but see him as a monster that takes what he needs and pleases. But as the book progresses and you learn about his motivations, he earned some level of understanding from me and shifts perception on it’s head slightly. I will admit that I truly wish that we got a glimpse of sone situations from his point of view.

I loved the struggle that was written into Addison’s character. The angst of finding herself in a situation in which she is powerless to control but on the other hand, the internal struggle to accept her situation and how it is changing her. What I loved the most about Addison was the blur between is she weak of will or strong of will. I found myself questioning which she was several times throughout the book and made the build up of anticipation of what she would do in each situation enthralling.

But above all, Nikki brings readers her trademark sexual tension, exploration and off the charts heat. There were moments where I questioned why I found some scenes as hot as I did but it all comes down to the way the Nikki delivers a scene to a reader.

If you are looking for a traditional love story, then this may not be what you are expecting. You also need to take into consideration that this is a dark erotic book, so there is a level of violence that you would not encounter in a traditional romance read.

I will truly say that at times I wondered what was up with me, rooting for Luka, rooting for Addison to find comfort in who she is and enjoying every twisted turn that this novel took. Yes, this is a different stroke for Nikki Sloane but no less awesome than her other books. I really recommend this novel to readers who like a walk on the wild side and want to know why a book can be banned from Amazon.

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Sordid Title: Sordid

Author: Nikki Sloane

Genre: Dark Erotic Romance

Heat Level: Off The Charts

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Blurb: It took me years to find the courage to speak to Luka. He seemed exactly like me. Intelligent. Focused. Serious.

But he’s not the man I imagined.

His reality is cruel and dark. He traps me in his web, his power twisting tighter the more I struggle, until it’s hopeless. I can’t break free.

As he drags me unwillingly into his filthy world, I can’t ignore the terrifying idea circling my mind. What if I belong here with him?

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“So, Addison, we’re both stuck here for other people.” Luka took a step toward me, and even though there was still quite a bit of space left between us, his one small step felt enormous. Like he was now twice the size he’d been a second ago.

My chest was beginning to feel warm, no doubt from the tequila. “How is it you remember my name?”

“Probably for the same reason you remember mine.”

That was incredibly doubtful, but I kept my face plain. “Calculus was that memorable for you?”

“Yeah, it was. You were there every class, staring at me.”

I inhaled sharply, mortified, and tore my gaze away. “I did not.”

“Look at me.” His firm tone made it so there was no other option but to obey. When I did, his black eyes were focused and intense. “You stared when you didn’t think I could tell, but you weren’t very good at hiding it.” I opened my mouth to deny further, but he cut me off. “I was better than you. I made sure you never noticed I was looking.”

My brain disconnected and thought ceased. “Why?”

Luka’s hands rested casually on his hips. “Because a girl like you . . .” He scrubbed a hand over his mouth. He seemed to search for the right word, but not find it, and every drawn-out second that passed made it worse. Because a girl like you . . . Isn’t good enough. Rich enough. Smart enough. A girl like you isn’t experienced enough.

“You shouldn’t be interested in a guy like me.”

“What?” I was intelligent and well spoken, and yet I couldn’t choke out more than one word at a time.

“I’m not a nice guy.”

I swallowed hard. “Well . . .” How was I supposed to respond to that? “I’m sure that’s not true.”

Luka remained like a statue. He didn’t argue or defend himself, and tension wound around us like ruthless vines.

My question was breathy. “Why did you stare at me if you weren’t interested?”

“Did I say I wasn’t interested?” He took another step, growing larger still, reaching a point where I couldn’t see anything else. Just him. “Nobody looked at me the way you did, and I liked it. It’s exactly how you’re looking at me now.”

All the air vanished from the room.

“And how’s that?” It was dizzying when he took the final step and brought us chest to chest, his mouth inches from mine. Was any of this effect from the tequila, or was it all him? His gaze traced over each inch of my face, and I could feel it etching into my skin.

“Like you want me to do bad things to you.”

Oh my God.

As he’d done, I stood motionless, neither confirming nor denying. I held my breath, waiting for him to make his move. I expected him to kiss me. Or maybe laugh in my face, although Luka didn’t seem like the type to laugh easily. He was deadly serious.

“Do you?” His question was soft and indifferent, even as it carried the weight of an enormous challenge.

Did I want him to do bad things to me? “I don’t know,” I blurted out. “Maybe.”

Luka looked just as I felt—surprised by my admission. What had I just sort of agreed to? A tremble began in the backs of my knees and moved upward when his head tipped down. His mouth lowered until his warm lips sealed over mine.

Everything was madness. My actions, the situation, and most importantly, his kiss. I spun out of control under his mouth, surrendering to it completely, even as the kiss was tame. Luka pressed his lips to mine tentatively, but when I parted my lips to gasp, he took advantage.

His tongue dipped into my mouth and was an electric jolt straight between my legs. Did I taste like tequila as he did to me, or could he also taste my lust? I had two years’ worth, and this kiss broke the dam holding it back. It poured from me, and as I spun, I latched my hands onto his shoulders to keep myself steady.

What the hell was I doing?

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About The Author

Nikki Sloane landed in graphic design after her careers as a waitress, a screenwriter, and a ballroom dance instructor fell through. For eight years she worked for a design firm in that extremely tall, black, and tiered building in Chicago that went through an unfortunate name change during her time there. Now she lives in Kentucky and manages a team of graphic artists. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America, is married with two sons, writes dirty books, and couldn’t be any happier.

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