Release Day + Review for Blood To Dust by L.J. Shen

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His name is Beat, and I should hate him.

Bound, blindfolded and bruised, I’m tied in his basement, waiting for the men who stripped me from clothes and humanity to collect his debt to them. Me.

His name is Nate and I should hate him, but I don’t.

I’m not supposed to know his real name, even worse, I’m not supposed to care. He is nothing to me but means to an end. The plan is simple: break free, collect the pieces of my broken soul, kill the bastards and run away.

His name is Nathaniel Thomas Vela, and I’ve never seen his face, though I hear that it’s beautiful.

Behind the rugged and handsome exterior, there’s a quiet murderer, a killer who thinks guns are for pussies and ends people with his bare hands.

 His name doesn’t matter, neither does his face, but what does matter is my heart. And right now, sadly, it’s his.

 Blood to Dust is a standalone, full-length novel. It contains graphic violence and adult situations some may find offensive.


My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Wow, to say I loved this story would be an understatement! For those of you who know Pam Godwin and Pepper Winters reads, this one’s so for you. You have suspense, violence, abuse, love, crime and so much more. This book is just right up my alley and I’m so glad I got to read it! Definitely one of my new favourites!!!

I don’t even know where to start. The plot is so intriguing and fascinating and keeps you on edge the whole freaking time!!! I’ve read the whole book in just one sitting and let me tell you, it was so worth it! Who needs sleep anyway, right? Exactly!!!

So the story starts with a kidnapping of a young girl, named Prescott, that did something in her past and managed to get on te bad site of one of the big drug dealers. Safe to say, her life took a huge change. From being a spoiled rich girl, who had it all to a small drug dealer, who fights for her life on the daily basis. So what happens now that they got her in their evil clutches and what did she do that was worth killing her?
All I’m gonna say is that you simply have to read this awesome story to find out! The plot has so many twists, some good, some bad and that keeps your attention throughout the whole story.

They thinnk of me as a rich bitch, a frail little toy. Little do they know that I’m not a toy, I’m a storm. and I’m going to rip their lives apart.

Prescott, the young girl who managed to find herself in such a peculiar situation. Gosh, I loved her character. She is badass!!! Her background story is so heart wrenching and so horrible. What they did to her was just inhuman and those were clearly the actions of pure evil! But she survived it all and now she’s stronger, smarter and out for their blood! Vengeance is such a pure thing, it serves only one purpose and that is justice. And Prescott will get it, even if she has to lie, cheat, beg and kill.

Who is Beat? Who is Nate? Who is Nathaniel Thomas Vela? And who is Chris?
Little tip, they are all the same person but different personalities. One is a captor, one is nice, one is a killer and one is a free man with new hopes and dreams.
First we meet Beat. Wow, he’s one twisted human being but at the same time so lonely and in a way a captured bird himself.

He said he chose it because it was the easiest mask to find, but I know the truth. Guy Fawkes represents chaos, anarchy, and dark deeds that are done behind closed doors.

When he was younger he went to prison for a crime that was in my eyes (and always will be) an act of self defense. No one should be a victim of domestic violence and every act agains the violator is self defence! But as fate would have it, nothing in his life is easy. And neither is prison. So he does what he has to to stay alive. And that includes selling his soul to the devil.

…loneliness is a terrible thing. A close cousin to death. Sometimes, you need company, even if it’s from the devil.

But spending time with his captive, Prescott, his believes slowly start to change. He doesn’t want any longer to be a pawn, he wants his life back! And if he has to switch teams to get it, so be it!

She’s life, and I’m death.

Godfrey, Seb, Ink and Camden…

That being said, READ THE BOOK!!! It’s trully so amazing and it will keep you at the edge of your seat!

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“Food.” He kicks the sole of my boot. So it is him. Somehow, it makes me feel a little less scared. He didn’t want me here, and didn’t slap me across the face. Unfortunately, in my world, this qualifies him as some sort of a black knight.

I hear the clank of a plastic plate being thrown in my direction on the floor, but don’t make a move for it.

“You deaf?” he asks.

“You stupid?” I smart off. “I’m blindfolded and tied. How the hell am I supposed to get to this food? The power of telepathy?”

He offers me another grunt, and I immediately regret snapping at him. I feel his fingers working the black cloth that’s tying my hands together, that peachy breath on my face again.

Once I’m free, he bends down, his warmth engulfing me, and places the plate in my hands.

“What’s for dinner?” I lick my injured lips.

“Whiskey-glazed steak with a side of wine-tossed asparagus.” He lets out a sniffle before adding flatly, “Wait, my bad. It’s just a peanut butter sandwich.”

“That’s better. I’m vegetarian.”

“I’ll let our chef know.” He offers me his own brand of sarcasm, his voice already descending. I realize that he’s about to climb back up. I can’t let that happen. Who knows when he’ll check on me again? The prospect of holding my pee a minute longer is nothing short of tormenting.

“Wait!” I launch forward, crawling on the floor toward his voice. I don’t hear anything, so I continue.

“I really need to take a shower, wash off all this blood. And I really, really need to pee.” I shuffle my way back to the corner, taking a small bite off my sandwich, my teeth brushing against my fingers. “Please?”

I feel his palm pressing flat against the wall I’m leaning on. I swear it moves a little from the impact.

“Finish your sandwich. Make it quick.”

I wolf down my dinner before he grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs. He stalks closely behind, and even though it’s taking me forever to climb up the narrow staircase, he keeps his grunt-count to a respectable minimum.

Leading me to the bathroom by the arm, he throws the door open and we both walk into the tiny room. Still blindfolded, I feel the cold sink stabbing at my lower back, but the warmth of his proximity keeps me from shivering.

“I need my privacy.” I lick my lips, feeling him everywhere. Not only is Beat physically big, he is also somewhat of a human furnace. I swear he radiates enough heat to photosynthesize a whole forest. I guess it’s good, because I always know when he’s around. But also bad, because why would it matter? It’s not like I can fight him in any way.

“Dream on, Country Club.” Another grunt.

“Please.” My voice breaks. Usually, I’m counting on my caramel blonde hair and big Disney-animal eyes—which he unfortunately can’t see right now—to get me out of trouble. I have a feeling this guy is harder to crack. “Just lock me in and stand guard outside. What can I do? Arm myself with a bar of soap? Try and break free through the sink’s hole?”

Is he going to buy it?

Is he sensitive?

Is he hard-nosed?

Maybe he’s both. He’s got some serious codes going on—no beating women, no manhandling your victim—yet he essentially agreed to lock me in here. Then there’s his tone and body language. Peaceful. Like he hasn’t got a care in the world, which couldn’t be further from the truth. I’ve known him for a few short hours and I’m already privy to the fact that he was an inmate in San Dimas, has killed, owes Godfrey a favor and has the Aryan Brotherhood on his tail.

“Be warned,”—his peachy breath tickles my nose—“when people are bad to me, I’m worse. Don’t tempt my demons.”


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AP new -about the author.jpgL.J. Shen is a best-selling author of Contemporary Romance novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like chocolate, wine, reading, HBO, spending time with her girlfriends and internet-stalking Chris Hemsworth. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.

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