THE NEXT SIN (The Sin Trilogy, #2) by Georgia Cates Blog Tour: Reni's Review + Excerpt!

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 photo TheNextSinCoverArt_zpsbf6f1ced.jpgAn epic tale of revenge and love in a new romantic trilogy from the New York Times best-selling author of The Beauty Series.

Bleu MacAllister is in hiding less than three months when Sinclair Breckenridge discovers her whereabouts. Her former lover, the future leader of a criminal organization known as The Fellowship, resists the tug of his heart heartstrings in her direction. Instead, he opts to watch over his beloved from afar. And she has no idea. But Sin's sacrifice is short-lived. His bonny lass is a hunted traitor. He fears Abram's assassins are closing in, leaving him with one solution for saving Bleu--make her his wife. Marriage seems an easy fix for their dilemma but wedded bliss is brief when the couple finds trouble lying in wait beyond the realm of the brotherhood. Will the original revenge seeker find herself the object of collateral damage?

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Two Scottish “mob” families at odds, revenge on the horizon, and an unexpected, slightly forced love affair – what’s not to like? Georgia Cates is quickly becoming one of those authors. You know, the kind that cause you to do a little happy dance when they release a new book. I wasn’t sure what to expect when it came to The Next Sin. Who am I kidding? This story has thrown me for a loop. I’m not even sure which way is up anymore.

At the end of A Necessary Sin, Bleu splits town. Sin’s “family” (The Fellowship) – his uncle specifically – poked around until they stumbled upon some unsettling information, she’s former FBI. That doesn’t sit well for a mob family. Understandable. Sin loves Bleu, so disposing of her isn’t really an option. The next best thing? *lightbulb moment* Marry her. An uncle can’t off his nephew’s wife. It’s in bad taste, and goes against everything The Fellowship stands for. So, that’s exactly what they do. Now more is expected of Bleu, things she may not be able to produce…

I’m going to have my work cut out for me being married to this lass. She’s as good as me when it comes to getting her way. Maybe better.

I fell in love with both Bleu and Sin in A Necessary Sin; it’s hard not to. And when she ran away from Sin in the last pages of the novel, I knew deep down in my heart that it wouldn’t take long for him to find her. The heart wants what the heart wants, even when it’s something it shouldn’t have. Like father, like son. This installment of Sin and Bleu’s story is much like the first... It’s chocked full of love and lust, loss, twists and turns, and speculation. We’re no closer to finding out who killed Bleu’s mom, but we are smack dab in the middle of some more pressing issues. The Order is causing trouble, along with a few members of Sin’s inner circle, and if they’re not dealt with something very precious may be lost – forever.

“Bleu is the only good thing about me.” She’s the only reason the light inside me bothers to battle the dark.

I’m holding on tightly to this cliff Georgia has placed me on. So many things could happen in the next book, so many questions need answers, and a killer is still walking free. The third book needs to come out yesterday! Lucky for me, and possibly you, March 23rd is just around the corner. If you haven’t started The Sin Trilogy, I highly recommend you do. 

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Bleu’s POV
I touch the screen. I stroke my finger down his face but it feels nothing like the real thing. I close my eyes so I can imagine the way his scruff felt against my skin.
He rarely grew what I would call a beard. He always kept his facial hair short and scruffy. And I loved it, especially when he would drag his face down the center of my body just to hear me squeal. But the best was when he’d push the crotch of my panties aside and rub his chin up and down between my legs.
“Holy shit, Bleu. That’s him, isn’t it?” I jerk when I hear Ellison’s voice over my shoulder. “That’s the man you were with in Scotland.”
I’m so stupid. I can’t believe I’ve allowed her to sneak up and catch me looking at this photograph. I was preoccupied. That’s my only excuse.
Ellison has interrogated me nonstop about my relationship with Sin. I’ve been vague. She’s on a need-to-know-only basis. That means I haven’t told her shit. But I want to. I need someone to tell me this excruciating pain in my heart is going to ease.
“Yes.” That’s my Breck. My admission feels like a ton of bricks lifted from my shoulders.
“Damn. That is one hottie Scottie.”
“I know.” I sigh as I prop my chin in my hand. I look at the handsome face of the only man in this world besides my father who has been willing to take me the way I am.
Two men. Both know the darkness I carry inside. But they love me anyway.
I’ve lost one. I’m losing the other. And it’s killing me.
“My God, Bleu. Look at the way he’s holding you … like you’re his everything. I don’t know how you walked away from him.”
You’d be surprised by the things you can do when you’re staring death in the face.
“My job was over.”
“You haven’t told me anything about it. Or him. Was it good?”
I recall the words he used to describe what being together was like for him. “The best ever.”
“You don’t think you’ll see him again?”
“No.” I won’t if I want to continue to live.

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Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.

When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s listening to her iPod and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.

Representation: All questions regarding subsidiary rights for any of my books, inquiries regarding foreign translation and film rights should be directed to Jane Dystel of Dystel & Goderich.


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