Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Fierce by Clarissa Wild

Clarissa Wild - FIERCE

Title: Fierce
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: New Adult Romance


Fight for your dreams. Fight for your life. Fight for love.

Nerdy girl Autumn Blakewood is the prime example of a goody two-shoes. She studies every night, is never late for class, and always follows the rules. She has never felt the need to step out of her comfort zone. That is, until she meets Hunter.

Hunter Bane is a cocky, confident bad-boy, who's nothing but trouble. He’s a dangerous distraction to everyone around him. Sexy and strong, Hunter enjoys the swooning effect he has on women. Especially those who aren't used to attention, like Autumn.

Autumn finds it hard not to give into Hunter’s advances, even though it all seems like a game to him. Trying to understand him is impossible, because he shrouds himself in mystery.
What she doesn't know is that Hunter has more baggage than anyone should have to carry. When she discovers he's in an illegal frat club to save the one person that matters to him, Autumn realizes this could mean the end of her undeniable connection to him. Even their lives are at risk.
But it's too late to turn back now ...

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I have to say, I'm highly disappointed in this book. I don't usually write very long reviews, but this one has to be said. I see all the 5 star reviews and wonder if we read the same book. Considering the blurb, I was excited and expecting more. Looking at the cover, I expected sexy. Let me warn you now, this review will be full of spoilers! 

The descriptions sound juvenile. With some work, they could be better. I understand this is a NA/Coming of Age book. But there's a point that even those targeted readers draw on what's acceptable. Example? "A big fierce, manly man with biceps the size of small melons. And it's making me drool like a teenager." uh, you are a teenager. That sentance sounded like the author forgot how old their characters were. This book is about an 18 year old virgin geek. Huh, manly man? Ok. Well then. Let's try using something a little more grown up. We can talk about sex and pussy then use the words manly man. I didn't feel right.

"..and my clit thumps." Can clits do that? Do they thump? Hm, mine doesn't, maybe there's something wrong with me. I've read a lot of descriptions, pulsates, it throbs, it aches, but never thump. That sounds like something a dogs tail does. Are you comparing her clit to a dog's tail?

Autumn sure squeals a lot too.. instead of moaning. Who squeals during sex? Squealing makes me think of sorority girls jumping up and down, squealing or a pig.. Just saying. Oh and if she was a virgin, there's no mention of pain, discomfort, bleeding, nothing. Did we forget she's a virgin? 

Ok, now let me say this, yes, I've cut the book down. But it's not that bad. I still read the whole thing, I was just annoyed with a lot. If the characters had been older, a little more mature, maybe it would have been a better book. I understand the author is trying to make a sexy nerd blah blah. But the naivety of the characters wasn't working. I can certainly see this book with adults, a little editing, and it being great! I really think that this plot could have been a 4 or 5 star book. But it's just not there the way it is. <--- a="" and="" completely="" font="" horrible.="" i="" it="" just="" m="" maybe="" needs="" not="" see="" some="" thesaurus.="" think="" work.="">


We step out of the car. My wobbly legs can barely hold me up, and I struggle to stay on two feet. Hunter comes to my side, and I clear my throat when he throws me a wicked smile. God, I hate him when he does that. It’s like he’s flaunting off his goods in front of my nose, but doesn’t want to give them to me.
Hunter puts his hand on my back. As we walk into the dorm, his hand slips down to my ass. A blush spreads across my cheeks when he squeezes my flesh.
A soft humming sound comes from his mouth, like he’s enjoying the fact that he can touch me like that without repercussions.
The moment I spot my door, I’m devastated. “Wait,” I say, and I turn around toward him. I grab his hand and place it on my waist.
“What are you doing?” he says.
“I want a goodnight kiss,” I say, pursing my lips.
A sexy smile appears on his face. I suck on the bottom part of my lip, and his eyes flick right down to see me do it. Biting his lip in return, he chuckles a little. “You’re seducing me.”
“I just want a kiss. Nothing wrong with that, is there?” I say with one eyebrow raised.
“You’ve really changed,” he says, leaning forward. “I like it.”
His hot mouth crashes into mine, and he starts kissing me fervently. I wrap my arms around his neck as he puts both his hands on my ass. He’s voracious, and pushes himself up against me. A loud thud is audible as we bump into the wall. We’re in the middle of the hallway, making out like crazed teens, and I love it.
We drift to our rooms, stumbling over each other’s feet. I can’t take my mouth off his, he’s that delicious.
But then he does.
My lips feel raw and swollen, and I need his kisses to soothe the pain, but he inches back.
“Don’t stop,” I say, but he grabs my wrists and drapes them off his shoulder.
“You’re tired. I’m tired.” He fakes a yawn.
“No I’m not. You’re just making this up. You don’t want to kiss me.”
I cross my arms below my boobs, making sure they’re nice and perky for him to see. Of course, when his eyes sink to my chest area, I muffle a laugh, feeling victorious.
“Hmm … You don’t even know how much I want to kiss you. I want it so goddamn much, I dream about it. Ever since I met you I’ve been waking up with a huge hard-on.”
I gulp at those words.
“I also know that when I do put my mouth on yours, I can’t stop,” he continues.
“Then don’t,” I say, hooking my fingers in his pants, urging him to come closer.
“No, I’m holding myself back already, don’t make it so hard on me, please,” he mutters.
“I don’t want you to hold back anymore,” I say.
“I told you before, I don’t do sweet sex. You’re a virgin. Sort of,” he grins, probably thinking about our other night together. “I don’t want to mess this up with you.”
“Why are you so afraid?” I ask, leaning forward to kiss the corner of his lip.
I’ve never been so bold before, but I feel different today. Changed. He’s turned me into a more confident girl. A girl who can handle herself. A girl who goes after what she wants. A woman. Fierce.
He gasps when I kiss his jawline. “God, you’re making this really hard,” he says.
He makes a deep, rumbling sound, alerting all my senses. My hand drifts up his shirt, and I feel my way across his amazingly tight abs that just scream to be touched.
“I don’t think that’s the only thing I’m getting hard,” I whisper close to his ears.
He lets out an exasperated breath. “Fuck. Do you know how hot you sound when you say those dirty things?” he says, chuckling.
“I’ve always wanted you. I’m ready for you,” I say.
My hand searches for the doorknob behind me, and when I find it, I open the door to my room.
Hunter’s everything I dream about. He’s the bad boy that keeps me alert. The guy who awakens my inner desires. The person who makes me overcome my fears and fight. We’re complete opposites, and now I finally understand why they say opposites attract.
I’m not just attracted to him. It’s so much more than that.
I want him to be the one.
“Please …” I murmur close to his ear. “Make me yours.” And then I kiss him one last time on his neck.
“Fuck. That’s it,” Hunter growls. “You asked for it.”
I’m taken by surprise as he grabs my arms and pushes me through the door. He slams it shut behind him, and then smashes his lips onto mine. With his calloused fingers he grabs my face, and his tongue dips out during his fierce kisses. He’s rough, and nibbles on my lip as I desperately try to get closer to him. I want to feel him, to have him, body to body.
He looks at me for just a few seconds with half-mast eyes. “I wasn’t afraid. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. Nor your pussy.” He licks his lips when he says those words, and I just want to put my tongue right there.
“I wanted to take it slow, give you time to adjust to me, but now you’ve done it,” he says in between kisses. “I’m gonna take you, and I’m gonna fuck you until you scream my name.”
Hunter turns me around, pushes me up against the door, and sinks his mouth to mine. He tastes so delicious, and all I can think of his having his lips all over me. I push my breasts up to his chest, my nipples aching, desperate for his touch, but he’s completely fixated on my lips.
And oh God, the way he kisses me. It’s as if he wants to show me what he can do. Like he’s fucking my mouth.
Frenzied, my fingers latch around his body, trying to fuse with him. Each time Hunter breathes, his hungry eyes open to catch my gaze. My lips feel raw, and they’re buzzing. I love it. He smiles when he sees me wired up because of his rabid kisses.
I reach for the bottom of his shirt and scrunch it up. He raises his arms, letting me jerk it over his head. I still marvel at the sight of his beautiful body, those taut muscles and square pectorals. I love that it’s all mine.


Clarissa Wild is the erotic romance author of the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, the Doing It Series and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.

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