It
Ain’t Me, Babe Blurb
Sinning
never felt so good…
A
fortuitous encounter.
A
meeting that should never have happened.
Many
years ago, two children from completely different worlds forged a connection, a
fateful connection, an unbreakable bond that would change their lives forever…
Salome
knows only one way to live—under Prophet David’s rule. In the commune she calls
home, Salome knows nothing of life beyond her strict faith, nor of life beyond
the Fence—the fence that cages her, keeps her trapped in an endless cycle of
misery. A life she believes she is destined to always lead, until a horrific
event sets her free.
Fleeing
the absolute safety of all she has ever known, Salome is thrust into the world
outside, a frightening world full of uncertainty and sin; into the protective
arms of a person she believed she would never see again.
River
‘Styx’ Nash knows one thing for certain in life—he was born and bred to wear a
cut. Raised in a turbulent world of sex, Harleys, and drugs, Styx, unexpectedly
has the heavy burden of the Hades Hangmen gavel thrust upon him, and all at the
ripe old age of twenty-six—much to his rivals’ delight.
Haunted
by a crushing speech impediment, Styx quickly learns to deal with his haters.
Powerful fists, an iron jaw and the skillful use of his treasured German blade
has earned him a fearsome reputation as a man not to be messed with in the
shadowy world of outlaw MC’s. A reputation that successfully keeps most people
far, far away.
Styx
has one rule in life—never let anyone get too close. It’s a plan that he has
stuck to for years, that is, until a young woman is found injured on his lot… a
woman who looks uncannily familiar, a woman who clearly does not belong in his
world, yet a woman he feels reluctant to let go…
Dark
Contemporary Romance/New Adult Novel. Contains
sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language
and mature topics. Recommended for age 18 years and up*
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Excerpt ~
I had managed to evade my reality long enough. Part of me could almost pretend it was just a horrible nightmare, more so as I sat in this strange darkened room with Styx. However, flashes of Bella, motionless, lying broken on the floor of that cell, stabbed relentlessly at my conscience, piercing emotional walls. I shook my head profusely, trying to rid my mind’s eye of those horrific scenes.
Severe punishments were common amongst my people, a necessity to prevent others from falling from the path of righteousness. But Bella was my sister, she could not love Gabriel, and that was her downfall, plain and simple. I would rather live in eternal damnation here on the outside than marry the man who sanctioned the relentless abuse of my true flesh and blood.
Awkwardly, Styx moved toward me. He gently ran his thumbs over my cheeks, wiping away the wetness. It took me a moment to realize I was crying. Emotions were forbidden in the commune, but I could not stop the tears. My chest tightened and I gripped his wrists, needing his support. Silent involuntary cries ripped from my chest and I let the pain take hold. I really cried for the first time in my life.
Styx moved beside me and an arm circled my shoulders, which made me jump. I glanced up at Styx’s rugged face: those hazel eyes, big soft lips, rough cheeks marked by a few small scars. His tongue licked at the silver ring through his bottom lip and a large set of dimples set on his cheeks. Those dark, soft delves made him seem less… severe, more human.
As I once more fixed my eyes on this big, silent man, so different from the boy I met, I crumbled. I gave in. This was everything I had been taught was wrong, but I could not help but cherish his touch. His strong arms encased me, warming me, comforting me, letting me feel safe. I held on tightly to his leather vest—he smelled of leather, soap, and smoke, and something else, something really… good. I had never ever been held like this before, never soothed. The only type of affection I had ever received was on those days. Even then, touching like this was strictly prohibited.
Styx guided my head to the crook of his neck and only then did I set my sobs free.
I cried for a long time before I gave in to exhaustion and drifted off to sleep, still unsure if I was being lured into a den of evil. But I felt completely and utterly safe in the strong arms of the only boy I had ever kissed…
Review ~
I have to admit that this is one of the harder reviews to write. Tillie Cole really packed a punch with It Ain't Me, Babe. There is a lot going on and the story has some darker elements mixed with some really sweet elements that make It Ain't Me, Babe impossible to put down.
A quick look at the characters, Styxx and Salome, while they have been faced with extreme situations, they are realistic. You can put yourself in their shoes and really feel a connection with them. I was amazed at how well Tillie Cole delved into the depth of these and supporting characters and made me love and hate them.
I will honestly say, I hope there is more with some of the supporting characters. While the ending isn't a cliffhanger, there is an opening for more and I can't wait to read it. This is one of the best books I have read this year thanks to its uniqueness, depth, and realism. I highly recommend picking it up and jumping right in, you won't want to miss it.
A quick look at the characters, Styxx and Salome, while they have been faced with extreme situations, they are realistic. You can put yourself in their shoes and really feel a connection with them. I was amazed at how well Tillie Cole delved into the depth of these and supporting characters and made me love and hate them.
I will honestly say, I hope there is more with some of the supporting characters. While the ending isn't a cliffhanger, there is an opening for more and I can't wait to read it. This is one of the best books I have read this year thanks to its uniqueness, depth, and realism. I highly recommend picking it up and jumping right in, you won't want to miss it.
Author
Bio
Tillie Cole is a Northern girl through and
through. She originates from a place called Teesside on that little but
awesomely sunny (okay I exaggerate) Isle called Great Britain. She was brought
up surrounded by her English rose mother -- a farmer's daughter, her crazy
Scottish father, a savagely sarcastic sister and a multitude of rescue animals
and horses.
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Giveaway
Tillie is giving away an iPad Mini as
the tour prize. This will be open internationally.
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