Thanks to it being summer I’ve had a lot more time to take part in blog tours and I couldn’t resist taking part in the tour for “The V Girl” by Mya Robarts! I haven’t read erotica novels in a long while and thought that this novel would be a good way to return to the genre. The tour is hosted by Xpresso Book Tours and runs from July 11th to July 16th. Curious about the book? Read the synopsis and an excerpt of the book below to see if it’s your cup of tea.
Synopsis of the book:
Lila’s coping mechanism to her mother’s violent attack is her secret. A secret that will bring her closer to Aleksey Fürst, a foreign, broody man that she distrusts because of his links to the troops and his rough, yet irresistible appearance. He offers Lila an alternative to her plans, a possibility that terrifies her…and tempts her in spite of herself.
All the while Lila will have to find a way to live in the constant company of death, slavery, starvation, sexual abuse and the danger of losing the people she loves the most. Is true love possible under these circumstances?
An excerpt from “The V Girl” by Mya Robarts:
He lays me on the bed softly, checks my blood pressure and temperature, and returns to his seat. He plays a fast and furious melody, his eyes closed, completely engrossed in his music.
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Disappointment curls through me. That’s it? The way he’s just treated me makes me feel as if, to him, I’m just a little girl.
I sit up and look at him. The way he skillfully works the strings makes me aware of the contrast between us. He’s older than I am in more than one sense. The man is not only the leader of his unit, but also well-traveled and skilled at music, medicine, and the art of seduction. I’m just a regular girl and hardly a leader. I have yet to seduce anyone, or even leave my hometown. For me, attending medical or music school is only a dream. In short, he has lived his life. Whether he has led a good life or a bad life, at least he has lived. My life is based on survival, which means I have yet to live at all.
But I want to.
Aleksey has offered to teach me the basics of sexuality, but at the moment, he’s ignoring me completely. I am stirred by a yearning to make him pay attention.
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I rush toward the door. I don’t take two strides before my back slams against a hard surface. His palms are pressed against the wall, and my head is enclosed between them. Aleksey kneels on one knee. We’re face to face now.
“Lila.”
The hoarse sound of Aleksey’s voice makes me shudder. Nobody has ever said my name like that, with that breathy, lustful quality. I don’t want to admit that I love the way my name sounds on his lips.
I close my eyes. Please say my name again. All I want is to hear him say my name.
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My mind reels, and for a moment, a black haze overcomes me. I feel that I’m about to faint. The sedatives are keeping me from thinking clearly.
I try to escape, but I find myself caged in the prison of his strong arms. Eager anticipation courses through me. Something is about to happen. I want it to happen, but insecurities riddle my mind. Am I safe with him? Will he be gentle?
“Let’s start your training.” The way his breath caresses my face sends sparks all over my body.
I’m trembling. “I … uh … parkour training?”
A half-smile appears on his face.
I realize what kind of training he’s referring to, and I shiver.
“Don’t be nervous,” he says.
Learn more about the author:
Mya Robarts is a bookaholic who regrets nothing.
She spent years trying to become a contemporary dance choreographer. Eventually, she realized that she enjoyed writing her stories rather than dancing to them.
Robarts is obsessed with books that present damaged characters, swoon-worthy guys, controversial topics and happy endings.
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