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    Thursday, 17 November 2016

    Filthy Rich by Raine Miller

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    Are you ready for Caleb Blackstone?
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    Blurb
    Billionaire Caleb Blackstone lives in the glamorous world of wealth and success, with every material luxury. But the moment he sees Brooke Casterley, none of that matters. Caleb is filled with a raw, undeniable need that he can’t ignore…for a girl who is so completely different from everything and everyone he’s ever known.


    Only Brooke isn’t looking for love. She knows all too well just how much damage the wrong guy can do. Still, what sane, broke British girl can resist the charms of an incredibly sexy, chivalrous billionaire? What starts as flirtation quickly turns into all-consuming passion. Nothing could have prepared her for the searing heat of Caleb’s touch—or just how much she craves him.


    Their whirlwind romance is the stuff of high-society fantasy—but for every moment of pleasure, there is a cost. Past mistakes and tragedy shadow them both…and falling for him might be the kind of trouble she can’t afford.



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    Excerpt
    I would give this thing two drinks max before I was outie.
    Nodding and saying the right things, I shook hands with the colleagues who’d known my father and accepted condolences from others. I made a mental note of the people who’d made the effort to mention his name to me, and I would write them down with the event and date as soon as I got home.
    I’d worked my way through the room, as I had been taught by my dad—by the best to ever work a roomful of potential deals—when I decided I’d accomplished what I’d set out to do tonight. It was time for me to go. After setting my glass down on an empty table, I started for the door . . . until I saw her.
    Just like that. She appeared in my line of sight and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
    The beautiful girl from this morning at the Starbucks on Hereford Street.
    I knew it was her because how could anyone forget those sexy boots? Her blonde hair wasn’t down like it had been this morning, though. She’d pulled it back into a sleek ponytail . . . but she was serving at this event? I’d seen her go into that design studio next to Starbucks. She probably had two jobs. Industrious . . . beautiful . . . sexy.
    I quickly returned for my half-empty glass and snatched it up from the table. I suddenly felt like an appetizer or two.
    She saw me approaching and moved closer with her tray. “What are these called?” I asked without sparing her tray a second glance. Bad move on my part, but I was too busy taking in her golden eyes and hair, and everything else I could now see up close. Perfect skin, dark lashes that framed spectacular eyes, and a scar along the hairline of the right side of her face. Something had hurt her at some point in the past, and I found it utterly insane that I was disturbed by it.
    She rolled her pink lips together as if she was trying to suppress laughter. “Well, they’ve told me it’s something called a . . . meatball. Very unusual gourmet creation. You should try one. They’re said to be quite delicious.”
    That voice of hers was . . . fucking beautiful.
    “Okay.” I picked up a meatball and popped it in my mouth. Didn’t taste a thing. I could have been chewing slaughterhouse by-products and I wouldn’t have known. My brain had shut off everything except her beautiful voice.
    “You are either messing with me or that blow to your head must have been devastating. I would wager you’ve had a meatball before.”
    “I am.”
    She lost her smile. “You are messing with me?”
    “No, I am devastating—I mean devastated—by the blow to my head.” What in the mother fuck was I even saying to this girl? I sounded like Rain Man minus the IQ. I needed to stop talking.
    “I’m sorry to hear that. It looks painful.”
    “It doesn’t hurt me now.” I think I smiled and shook my head but couldn’t be sure. Just call me the village idiot because I knew I was acting like one. I did love the sound of her voice, though.
    “Another rare and precious meatball?” She offered her tray and studied me this time. She had to be disgusted by my appearance and turned off by my behavior, but she didn’t show it if she was.
    “Yes, please.” I took another meatball but I didn’t eat it. “You are British.”
    “You are American,” she said with a fast wink, before turning away to serve other guests.
    I watched her walk away from me and felt the pounding of my heart vibrating throughout my entire body.
    Something had just happened to me.
    I wasn’t completely sure what exactly, but I was crystal clear on the reason.
    Her.



    My rating: 5 of 5 stars




    It's been two years since we've seen anything new from Raine Miller, but with Filthy Rich, she came back with a bang! I fellin love with Caleb Blackstone within the first chapter and the further along I got with this story, the more that love solidified!

    Caleb was handsome, refined, considerate, generous, a gentleman, had a huge heart, fell helplessly in love with Brooke almost instantly, and was obviously "filthy rich". Brooke grabbed my heart from the get go as well and I was anxious to find out the reason(s) for her innate sadness. I wasn't prepared for the truth.



    Actually Jack, I could indeed handle it. Doesn't mean I had to like it. My heart broke for Brooke but it did explain a lot of what shaped this young woman into the formidable force she was. Despite the pain of her past (or maybe because of it), Brooke was as beautiful as Caleb, inside and out. These two were made for each other. Together they created something so special. Something worth holding on to for all time. Caleb's father's wisdom rang true throughout this story and I adore each time that Caleb dwelled upon his words.

    There was tons of drama and the author dished it out in ways that made me laugh, cringe, and become tense with the suspense. In particular, Janice was a freaking ridiculous hot mess!



    This was a fantastic introduction to what I can tell will be a truly awesome series. I'm excited to learn more about the infamous Blackstones and can't hardly wait for the next installment!

    An ARC was generously provided in exchange for an honest review





    About the Author:


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    Raine Miller has been reading romance novels since she picked up that first Barbara Cartland book at the tender age of thirteen. And it's a safe bet she'll never stop, because now she writes them too! Granted Raine's stories are edgy enough to turn Ms. Cartland in her grave, but to her way of thinking, a hot, sexy hero never goes out of fashion. A former teacher, she's now writing sexy romance stories full time. She has a handsome prince of a husband, two brilliant sons, and two bouncy Italian Greyhounds to pull her back into the real world if the writing takes her too far away. Her sons know she likes to write stories, but gratefully have never asked to read any, thank God! Raine loves to hear from readers and to chat about the characters in her books. You can contact her at raine_miller@ymail.com or visit www.RaineMiller.com to sign up for updates and her newsletter with links to upcoming books. Join us on Facebook at the Raine Miller Romance Readers group here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/raine_miller


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