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    #RSFave & Review | The Kiss Thief by L.J. Shen

    #RSFave & Review | The Kiss Thief by L.J. ShenThe Kiss Thief by L.J. Shen
    Release Date | January 7th, 2019
    Genres | Contemporary
    Format | ARC
    Buy | Amazon
    Rating | five-stars
    Synopsis |

    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.

    One kiss.Two men.Three lives.Entwined together.

    And somewhere between these two men, I had to find my forever.


    Release Date: January 9th

    Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser at RBA Designs.


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    What a freaking honor it was to get my hands on The Kiss Thief! It was more than I expected and I am completely obsessed with Wolfe and Francesca. It has been so long where I’ve read a book that I wanted to re-read for the first time. Man I wish I could have that back again because their story is worth it and so much more.

    I’ll be honest, I was so damn nervous to read this book. Ever since I’ve read the blurb and seen the teasers, just the thought of a love triangle had me wondering if I really wanted to go through with it and read this. But I’m a huge fan of L.J. books and I knew I was going to read it no matter what. When it comes to my favorites, I’ll read anything they write. The Kiss Thief is probably the best of L.J.’s work, hands down, we can agree to disagree, but those are my thoughts.

    Wolfe flippin’ Keaton, ladies and gents, prepare yourself for possibly one of THE best book boyfriends out there to date. Right from the very beginning where we meet this man who just holds alot of power, walks around with the confidence and the attitude of someone you don’t want to mess with, PERIOD. I was enamored by him and just hooked on everything about him. I was constantly dying to know more about this man and why he was the way he was. And the true reasons behind the arranged marriage with Francesca. Don’t worry, true to all of L.J.’s hot hole heroes, he’s right up there on the crude and a-hole scale, he excels in that with flying colors.

    Francesca surprised me so much, she had her teenage tantrums at times, but I adored her love for gardening. It was such a quirky thing for her to do, but the reason why she does it just had me absolutely loving her character. She’s not a scared little girl and is well matched with Wolfe. Despite growing up with a silver spoon in her mouth, she doesn’t always act in that manner, which is another reason why I loved her. For someone so young, she sees so much. There’s more to her than what she shows. And Wolfe will get a healthy dose of it.

    I know many are worried about the love triangle, trust me, so was I. It’s tough for me to explain this, it’s really one of those things that you have to read for yourself. It was a love triangle and then it wasn’t, you’ll see alot of growth with Francesca’s character and that will really show you her thoughts and emotions when it comes to these two men. I think the best way to describe is that L.J. wrote it in a way you’re not really emotionally invested in the other part of the triangle. Yes, there were some moments that had me stopping and really looking at the situation, but I carried on. She’s no saint in this one, but everything just flowed into the story so effortlessly. I don’t think it could have been told any differently.

    Everything about this book was amazing, loved all the moments between Wolfe and Francesca. And I just never wanted it to end, I’ve already re-read my favorite parts several times and just highlighting like crazy. I really wasn’t expecting some of the angst that nearly tore my heart apart. My goodness guys, I wasn’t prepared for it at all, it hits you like a freight train.

    What a way to start off my reading year, TKT is my first book of the year and the first to be added to my #RSFAVE list for 2019! All the highest recommendations.



    “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 L.J. Shen

    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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