Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Release Blitz/Review: Porn Star By: Zara Cox



I just want to start off my giving a huge thank you to the team over at Forever Romance for sending out the ARC for this beauty. And for putting together such a n awesome release tour. Ya'll are absolutely amazing to us bloggers and I can't thank you enough :D





Zara Cox brings her self-published novel to Forever as the start of a sexy new series. 

People call me many things: CEO, billionaire, bastard. Q.
I love women. I love sex. I love money. I love hot, wild nights with no promise of a future, because a future is one thing I don't have. I'm twenty-eight years old. I won't live to see thirty, and I don't care. Or I didn't, until her.

Nobody plans for a life like this. Some of us just end up here.
They call me Lucky, though luck has never been on my side. Before I met Q, my life was a big, twisted mess. Never enough money, never anyone to trust. No way out. With Q, the shame and fear disappear. Instead I feel pure pleasure, and that's something I've never had before. But if what I've just learned is true, we'd better enjoy every second together while we can...before our time runs out.

Previously published as I, Porn Star.


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I'm kinda at a loss for words after this one. I  Never really know what I'm getting into with books like Porn Star. I know they are going to be good, but I also realize they are probably going to push my comfort zone on my normal cute little romance books. So my fear is that I'll wind up starting it and then not being able to finish... But this book wasn't like that at all. I really loved the story and while yes  few things I just kinda quickly skimmed over (My bad hehe) I really did enjoy this book

I loved the air of mystery both Quinn and Elly had throughout the story and the romance was pretty HOTT and.... interesting I guess lmbo.

But I also found myself shying away from this book at times too (Yeah yeah I know I said I loved it. And I did but I also said I skimmed a few parts so those would be where I'm talking about now haha).
I sometimes have a hard time finishing these dom style books. and while this one wasn't BDSM and all that, there were still a few things that I just kinda skipped right over (Yaayyy I'm repeating myself now. Sorry ya'll). Yeah I'm a traditional kinda girl sometimes haha.

But just so ya'll know a majority of that sort of stuff was steamy and pretty sexy. And made for an entertaining story.

I also really enjoyed the characters in this book. as I said, Quinn is way mysterious. and at a few points I was ready to flip to the end of the book just to find out what his end game was. (It was driving me crazy to not know!!)
He drew me into his dark shadowed world and I didn't want to come out.

Zara had a way of making me feel so much hurt and sympathy for this character. He broke my heart at times seeing his pain, but also made me smile at a lot of his tender moments towards Elly, even if he is kinda controlling and domineering.
Plus hes a pretty sexy sounding Book BF lmbo. I dig the look Zara described him having hehe.


I also really loved Elly too.
She's the kinda character you want to root for. You want to see her get her HEA after getting dealt such a crap hand. I could feel her emotions and my heart just broke for her a few times too.

But she's also so strong, and so brave. She Sticks up for the people she cares about no matter what the risk, and I really respected that in a character.
I also really liked how sassy Elly was. While she had a healthy respect to be cautious of Quinn and Q. She also wasn't afraid to ask questions or sort of put her foot down when something worried her or she wasn't sure of it.

And I guess I should talk about this whole Quinn and Q thing. I'm trying to be as less spoiler-y as possible.
Both men intrigued me. We have Quinn the super uptight and intimidating CEO business man, and then we have the pretty dominating secretive Q who we never get to really see his face or know much about.
He's super secretive and to be honest I give Elly a lot of props for trusting him the way she did. She essentially let in a complete stranger she knew NOTHING about into her life and gave him her up most trust too. Although I'm still on the fence on if that was smart or not haha (But I guess it's a novel and not real so stranger trusting isn't such a big deal here hehe)
And while I really found myself liking both of them, I was definitely more drawn to Quinn, but that's probably because in my world he's much safer than the masked mysterious Q.
Plus I just love my broody hot business men hehe ;P

When you read the book you're going to want to come back and smack me, I know it. Because I'm being all secretive and stuff and I just know ya'll are going to be like really?
And sorry ya'll... But like I said. Trying to keep some big things from this one secretive for as long as possible for ya.

I love that I was so drawn into this twisted and dark world Zara created though. She seriously spun just enough details to draw me in and hold me captive, so I couldn't put the book down.

When I say I had a mad case of trying to flip to the end to see what was going to happen I wasn't kidding. The urge was so strong in this one (totally just felt like Darth Vader there for a sec ya'll hehe)


So I guess what I leave you with is that all in all this story was really good. I know my review is slightly depressing. I don't mean it to be especially since I'm giving this one 5 stars and really did enjoy it so much.
but I'm being super honest with what I think I guess.

I give PORN STAR *****5 STARS*****






Excerpt


“So it’s true? It’s not a con? This job really pays a million dollars? For…sex?” she rasps.
“You think I’d admit it if it was a con? What did the ad say?”
Her delicate jaw flexes for a second.
“One million uninhibited reasons to take a leap.
One million chances to earn a keep
One million to give in to the carnal
Are you brave enough to surrender,
For a payday to remember?”
It speaks even more to her desperate state of mind that she remembers the ad verbatim.
I remain silent and wait for her to speak.
“So…assuming it’s not a con, how will this work, then?”
“If you pass the next few tests, and I decide you’re a good fit, you get the gig. You’ll receive one hundred thousand dollars with each performance.”
“So…ten performances…over how long a period?”
“Depending on how many takes are needed, anywhere between three weeks and a month. But I should warn you, it’s hard work, Lucky. If you think you’re just going to lie back and recite the Star Spangled Banner in your head, think again.”
Her fingers drum on the table, the first sign of nerves she’s exhibited. “I…I won’t be doing anything…skanky, will I?”
“Define skanky.”
“This is going to be straight up sex. No other…bodily stuff? Because that would a firm no for me.”
My mouth attempts another twitch. “No water works, waste matter or bestiality will be involved in the performances.”
Her fingers stop drumming. “Okay.” She waits a beat, stares straight into the camera. “So when will I know?”
I hear the barely disguised urgency and I rub my finger over my lip again. “Soon. I’ll be in touch within the week.” I’m not sure exactly why I want to toy with her. But I sense that having her on edge would add another layer of excitement I badly need.
When she opens her mouth, I interrupt. “Goodbye, Lucky.”
A passing thought about the origin of her name is crushed into oblivion. I press the remote to summon the bodyguard to escort her out, and I leave the room.
In my study a few minutes later, I bring up the screen on my desk and activate the encrypted service I need. I open the application and within minutes, the members of my exclusive gentlemen’s club are logging in.
My email is short and succinct.
The next Q Production is scheduled for release on 20 May 2015.
Limited to ten members.
Bidding starts in fifteen minutes.
I start the countdown and rise to pour myself a neat bourbon. I swallow the first mouthful with two prescribed tablets, which are meant to keep me from going over the edge, apparently, and stroll to the floor to ceiling window. I look down at Midtown’s bumper-to-bumper traffic. This mid-level penthouse is one of many I own in this building and around New York City.
Technically, I don’t live here. I only use it when volatile pressures demand that I put some distance between the Upper West Side family mansion and myself. I would never stray far for long. For one thing, I’ve accepted that my family would never leave me alone.
I know what I know. So they’ve made it their business to keep me on a short leash. But with over three hundred properties in my personal portfolio, and a few thousand more under the family firm’s control, there are many places to disappear to when the demons howl.
Today, the Midtown penthouse is my temporary haven.
I turn when the timer beeps a one-minute warning.
I return to my desk and adjust the voice distorter. When the clock reaches zero, I click the mouse. “Gentlemen, start your bids.”
My words barely trail off before the first five bids appear on the screen. Sixty seconds later, the total bid is at a quarter of a million dollars. I steeple my fingers and wish I were more excited. The money means nothing. It never has. It’s the end game that excites me.
My mind drifts back to Lucky. I turn the gem of her elusiveness this way and that and admit to myself she has potential.
I want to take a scalpel to all her secrets, bleed them and soil my hands with the viscera. I also want to fuck her until her body gives out. Right in this moment, I’m not sure what I want more.
So I concentrate on the numbers racing higher on the screen.
Half a million. One million. One point five.
My phone beeps twice. I pick it up and read the two appointment reminders on the screen.
 7pm – Dr. Nathanson. My shrink.
9pm - Dinner with Maxwell.
I re-confirm the first and delete the second.
Cancelling dinner with Maxwell will bring a world of irritation to my doorstep. No one cancels dinner with Maxwell Blackwood. For a start he’s one of the most powerful men in the country.
He’s also my father.
Yeah, my name is Quinn Blackwood, heir to the Blackwood Estate, only child of Maxwell Blackwood and Adele Blackwood (deceased). My family owns a staggering amount of property across the eastern seaboard of the United States and a few in the west. According to the bean counters, I’m personally worth twenty-six billion dollars.
But tangling with my father in hell is what I live for. Have done since I was fifteen. So I ignore his summons and watch the stragglers fall away until I’m left with the top ten bidders. The bids wind down, and within the space of half an hour, I’m just under two million dollars richer.
I spot the familiar name of the top bidder and I sneer. Taking his money on top of everything else is darkly satisfying.
Once bidding ends, I close down the application and call up another list. Dozens of charity websites showing pictures of starving children flood my screen. Within minutes, fifty charities are the grateful recipients of two million dollars.
I may be Quinn Blackwood, occasional user of prescribed meds to keep the demons in check, who moonlights as Q, porn star to an exclusive few who pay millions for my work.
And I may be an unhinged asshole with serious daddy issues.
But no one said I wasn’t a giver.




ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Zara Cox has been writing for almost twenty-five years but it wasn't until nine years ago that she decided to share her love of writing sexy, gritty stories with anyone outside her close family (the over 18s anyway!). This series is Zara's next step in her erotic romance-writing journey, and she would love to hear your thoughts.



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