Series: A Sugar House Novella #2 (Stand-alone Series)
Author: Pavarti K. Tyler
Published: May 19th, 2014
Publisher: Evolved Publishing
Word Count: 38,000
Genre: Erotic Romance
Content Warning: Erotic sexual content
Recommended Age: 18+
Jackson Grady met the love of his life. Unfortunately, he was running drugs for a pimp named Sasha at the time, who asked him to keep an eye on their new acquisition from Russia, the bedraggled beauty named Portia. She touched his heart and forced him to confront the kind of man he’d become.
Now, Portia and Jackson both work at The Sugar House. He continuously looks out for her, and longs for her with his every breath, but knows he is unworthy of such an angel. What will Portia do to win not only the heart, but also the body, of the man she loves?
Welcome to the world of The Sugar House, and the men and women who will fulfill your every fantasy. But can they find a way to fulfill their own?
*was given a copy in exchange for an honest review
PROTECTING PORTIA by Pavarti K Tyler is the 2nd novella in The Sugar House series and it is not one to be missed. The writing is clean, sexy and downright hot as Hadies. I was surprised on how fast I picked up on the story line and how easy it was to follow what was happening with all the characters since I had not read the 1st novella SUGAR and SALT.
Jackson and Protia are the perfect blend of brokenness and strength. I found it refreshing to read about such strength in people that should be completely broken. What was most surprising was that the weak one in the relationship was not really who I thought it to be. Inner strength and finding the truth in the reality of the situation was a fun exploration.
PROTECTING PROTIA is a great read that I would most defiantly recommend. It is erotica and contains lots of different scenarios including F/F/M. The only thing I found wrong with PROTECTING PORTIA is that I wanted more from all the storylines. I will most defiantly pick up the 3rd book in the series due out later this year.
PROTECTING PORTIA by Pavarti K Tyler receives 4 out of 5 Platypires!!
TEXAS HUGS and HAPPY READING!!!
The world has no place for men like Jackson, no place for the kind of man his Grams raised him to be—for heroes or gentlemen. At least that’s what he believes.
The scars radiating from his shoulder down his chest are the only physical manifestations of the damage he endured. The VA stitched him up good, discharged him with honors and sent him on his way, promising to help him find a job and follow up doctor visits that never came. No, even Afghanistan had no use for men like him.
Memories shadow over him, threatening to drag him down by the sleeves. The silence in his apartment buzzes with the cries of long dead friends. An image of Chuck lying in the sandy street of Ghazni, his arm sliced clean through, flashes through his mind’s eye.
The sticky blood sprayed across Jackson’s face, but his life marched forward as Chuck slowly died.
His heart begins to race and his temperature rises as the fight or flight response kicks in—he was always one to choose fight. He stretches his back and flexes his fingers, shaking them out to get the blood flowing again. Circulation does wonders for the human body—when it stops, that’s when everything goes to shit.
Most of the time, he doesn’t think about the past. He occupies his nights watching Portia and making sure everyone who works for Miss Necia is safe.
He inherited the management of the security team when he took over for Donovan. A good guy, Donovan—the kind you’d value having on your side in a fight—but also the kind of guy who wore down after too many years doing work like this.
Jackson has seen too much of human nature to get any further down. He’s already seen the worst of it. What could the occasional psychopath do to him after everything he’s witnessed over the last year?
Humanity is a wasted species, taking up far too much space while killing themselves and the world around them. When pushed to the point, he finds himself unable to come up with a single reason why the human race should even continue to exist.
Thoughts like that don’t get him anywhere though, so he spends his time watching Portia. The glow of her platinum hair lends her porcelain face a halo, giving him something good and pure to focus on. He makes sure she’s safe, and keeps his love hidden away until the day she might return it.
The idea Portia could ever love him back is more than he could imagine being granted. The gods frowned on him before he ever had a chance to try. He was born into nothing, and his mama left him nothing. His Grams tried to give him a better life, but all he managed to do was bring himself back down to nothing.
And that’s all he’d ever be.
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