Kat Bastion & Stone Bastion – For Valentine’s (Review, Excerpt, & Giveaway)

For Valentine’s by Kat Bastion & Stone Bastion

Series: No Weddings #4.5
Source: Review by Request
ARC Provided by the Authors
My Rating: 5 of 5 Stars

This steamy nightcap novella, the fifth book in the No Weddings Series, takes us on a post-happily-ever-after adventure as Cade attempts to rewrite Valentine’s Day with his new wife, Hannah.

Wedded bliss. After everything Hannah and I have been through, we finally have it. Yet dark dreams from my troubled past continue to escalate as we approach Valentine’s Day.

Determined to fill our present with great memories that overtake all others, I plan a trip to New York—down to every scheduled detail. Yeah, there will even be a musical.

But Mother Nature has a few tricks up her sleeve. And the universe keeps throwing us curveballs…

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***Note: If you buy this book today (January 5th, 2015) your book will be signed AND will include an intimate bonus scene from Hannah’s point of view. ***

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Full of sex and swoons!
I loved it.

(Spoilers only if you haven’t read the previous books in the series)

“I know what I want.”
“And what’s that?”
“You. In me.”
“Gonna need dirtier, more specific directions…”

This novella can be treated like and extended epilogue of the No Weddings series. It’s like the smutty cherry on top of the double scoop sundae of the glorious romance of Cade & Hannah.

I love it when authors do this type of thing. Kay & Stone Bastion wrapped up their series beautifully, but it’s always nice to check in with characters you’ve fallen in love with – this novella is a total treat for their fans.

Allow me to summarize the story for you:
sweet
humor
hot
Hot
HOT
HOTTER
OMG My Kindle is melting
HOT HOT HOT
Sweet
*swoon*
*sigh*

Cade Michaelson

All that existed was blinding pleasure. Hers. Mine. Heaven.

We’re back to Cade’s POV on this story. It’s been a year since he and Hannah bared their scars to each other. They shared their mutual heartbreak and their lack of love for Valentines Day… But now that loathed holiday has become their sort-of anniversary and Cade is determined to make new memories and replace his old ones. He’s taking his new wife on a little vacation in NYC…

But nothing goes smoothly for poor Cade…

Hannah Michaelson

I love you with every breath of air. Every beat of my heart is yours. Now and forever.

Hannah has been kept in the dark about their super secret destination – New York City – for the most romantic weekend of the year… Her genuine love and sweetness always seem to boost Cade’s mood when things go wrong…

And things are going way wrong….
Seems the world delights in foiling Cade’s plans no matter how noble they may be.

Fortunately, this couple is strengthened by adversity, and a few moments of bliss is only a closet away.

This was magically sweet and sinfully sexy.
An absolute must-read for fans of the No Weddings series!


Note: If you Buy This Book on or before January 5th, 2015, your digital copy will be signed AND will include an intimate bonus scene from Hannah’s point of view. So I recommend you get on that shit immediately.

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Excerpt

Cade and Hannah have a closet encounter…

The mahogany sleigh bed had dark blue and green silk pillows. Matching drapes framed arched windows that stretched up to the twelve-foot coffered ceiling. A sitting area surrounded an antique Italian stone fireplace.

But Hannah never made it that far. As I slid the dimmer light switch up, an area off to the side caught her attention. A grand archway led to two areas: to her right, a marble bathroom meant to lure an unsuspecting guest to relax into oblivion, to her—

“Oh my God,” she breathed, veering left. “Is…this…a closet?”

“It is.” Two benches in plush dark green velvet sat in the center of the room. A massive tri-fold mirror arced across one corner, the other had another open archway that led to the backside of the bathroom. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. An Oriental rug spanned across the floor. Dark wood drawers and doors lined the walls, with occasional lower dressers in between, which held various antiquities.

She stopped midway to the mirrored corner, then lifted her arms and spun in a slow circle. “This is not a closet. It’s the size of my house.”

“Almost. It’s about a thousand square feet, give or take.”

Her fingers traced the upper curve of a pewter drawer pull, then she glanced at me. “There’s no way we could have sex in here.”

I barked out a laugh. “Maestro, you never cease to amaze me. I’m so glad we’ve ruined the innocence of closets for you.” I took a slow step toward her, then another, closing the distance between us. “But I’m missing the reason why we can’t have sex in the most luxurious closet you’re ever likely to stand in.”

“It’s too big.”

After another long stride, I pulled her into my arms. Bending down, I growled into her ear, “I love the way you stroke my ego.”

She shuddered as I ran my mouth down the slender column of her neck. “I’d love a tighter space,” she murmured. “You know, we do need to keep up our claustrophobic therapy.”

“Tight spaces…” I walked her backward. “You’re getting warmer.”

She nodded. “Me wrapped around you, clutching your shoulders…”

“Will you dig your nails in and scratch me?” I cradled her in my left arm as I swung open the large door on the right.

Her eyes widened. “Do you like that?”

“Every damn time you do.”

She gasped. “I’ve scratched you?”

“You do all kinds of things when crazed with need: scratching, biting…screaming.” I bent down, crushing her lips into a kiss until she melted against me. When I knew she’d fallen out of her head and into the moment, I dropped my hand to her hips, gripped her gently, and hoisted her into said tight space, shoving aside the clothes in the half-filled space.

Wide eyes, dilated with passion, blinked up at me. “This is…”

“A wardrobe.” I closed the door with a click and darkness surrounded us.

Before she uttered a word of protest, I preemptively silenced her with another hard kiss. She moaned softly, her lips parting. Then her tongue slid forward and tangled with mine. By the time we came up for air, she was panting.

In the confines of the tight space, our breaths were the only sounds. Until her hands drifted down my abs and found by fly. The stutter of my buttons ripping open followed.

“Why, Maestro. So aggressive.”

“I know what I want.”

“And what’s that?”

“You. In me.”

“Gonna need dirtier, more specific directions.”

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Giveaway:

Kat & Stone Bastion have graciously offered to giveaway signed paperback copy of this lovely book to one lucky Smutsonian reader! Open Internationally! You can enter here:

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About the Authors:

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Award-winning and bestselling romance author Kat Bastion has teamed up with her husband Stone Bastion to create the new contemporary romance series No Weddings.

A few factoids about the writing team…

Kat enjoys her chocolate rich and dark, her music edgy and soul-filling, and her vacations exotic with toes dug into the sand. And she’s wildly, madly, deeply in love with Stone.

Stone likes pounding the trails on a mountain bike, vibrating the sound system with rock music, and down time spent on a stand up paddleboard. And he loves Kat wildly, madly, deeply…and then some.

Together, they’re having a blast bringing fun-filled romantic stories to life and hope you’ll join them in the exciting adventure.

Kat’s first published work, Utterly Loved, was a twentieth anniversary gift of love poems to Stone that they decided to share with the world to benefit charity. Net proceeds from Utterly Loved, and a portion of net proceeds from all their books, go toward charities involved in the fight against human trafficking.

Kat and Stone live amid the beautiful Sonoran Desert of Arizona.

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