Nom de Plume Rating: ★★★★★
Reading Time: 6 minutes
*FTC Disclaimer: I received a copy of Dirty Little Secrets from AJ Nuest in exchange for an honest review. I have in no way been influenced by the author and/or publisher's generosity. You can't fake these stars, baby!
Revenge might be cold . . .
Xander Dade has a deep-seated regret, and the nomadic decade he's spent doling out justice as a computer hacker hasn't helped ease his conscience. Ever since Charlie McGovern was asked to leave the specialized revenge-for-hire business called Dirty Deeds, the curvy blonde bombshell has been stuck in his head. And now that the talented thief is being stalked by a dangerous enemy, Xander isn't about to let her slip through his fingers-not when he's so close to convincing her she belongs in his bed . . .
But desire is a dish best served hot
Caught in a high-stakes game of cat and mouse, Charlie won't be surrendering her secrets any time soon. Not even when long-lost friend, Xander Dade, shows up, packing a sexy agenda all his own. Her movements are being tracked, and accepting his help may put everyone she loves in danger. Things are getting too hot to handle, and selling her secrets to the highest bidder may end up costing more than her heart . . .
First Line: "It took a special brand of cold-hearted bitch to target the elderly..."
A hacker and a thief. Ay caramba this geekfest is h-o-t. Give me a mojito and let’s get this party started! (And if you know me, this is quite a request because I am allergic to alcohol… but really… #ItsAThing.)
Let’s get one thing straight: I’d face any type of allergic reaction to live in Charlie’s shoes. WhooEEE if men like Xander really exist, stop being selfish fiends and ship them here to Idaho!
This enchanting standalone is book 2 in the Likely Story series (Dirty Deeds being the first). If you’re familiar with AJ Nuest, you know that every book gets better, juicier, saucier, reveng-ier…
Speaking of revenge, Xander Dade is up to no good. But oooo the revenge he gets is oh-so sweet! He essentially hacks the bad guys to get payback. Dreamy, right? Right. We are first introduced to Xander as he’s busting a con-woman. There is no preamble here, my friends. No preface. AJ Nuest is hitting us with succulent dirty secrets and there is no time to blink. Of course Xander is successful with the bust (did you have doubts?) but he has no time to celebrate with death lurking around the corner.
A single symbol floated on screen.
θ-the Greek letter Theta.
No. He jerked his head up. God, no. Not Charlie, not Charlie. Jesus Christ, he’d never forgive himself. Contact Theta meant one thing.
Someone was dead.
Goddesses’ tits! This man just can’t catch a break!
Being the total hunk-o-man that he is, Xander’s mind derails to Charlie - his first and only love. *swoon* Is she ok? Is she hurt? The Grim Reaper seems to be following everyone Xander cares about. So, naturally, he is going to worry about Charlie.
Right about now you’re asking yourself, “What about his family?”
Sorry. No, he doesn’t think of his family. He grew up on the streets, ok?! If the man wants to let his mind involuntarily fixate on this woman from his past, I think we should let him. 10 years is a long time for a heart to brood.
Luckily, Charlie is not dead. Yet. So Xander has nothing to worry about. Yet.
Now, Charlie is a fascinating creature. She is insecure, self-conscious, and blends into the wallpaper like that awkward kid at prom. She is quite the opposite of Xander the debonair MMA-master-of-dreamy-confident-men. But GAAAWD this girl is a good thief! Our precious wallflower has also gotten herself into a mess… stealing from the wrong people… getting mixed up with the wrong people… Charlie needs a man to protect her!
(Sauntering from center stage) Xander.
Relieved that Charlie is safe, all of Xander’s harbored emotions are setting sail on on the hubba-hubba boat of love straight to Charlie-ville. Xander is a man POSSESSED and Charlie is too daft to recognize this man is lusting after her! And now with someone dangerous trying to hunt her, Xander needs to put his skills to the test. *snort* Including his fondling skills because he can’t get his hands off this valumpy-lumpy delicious curvy woman! All aboard! ⚓
But there are always more secrets when it comes to Charlie. These secrets aren’t just dirty, they are filthy, raw, and full of conflict.
He wasn’t the only one keeping secrets… Whatever skeletons Xander had in his closet, she’d bet her last thin dime they didn’t hold a candle to hers.
This is a very true statement, Charlie. Xander ain’t got nothin’ on you, sister! Pretty soon these secrets are going to stack up, and someone is going to get hurt…
Charlie, Xander, Charlie’s stalker, the slew of criminals seeking revenge on Xander, and both of their pasts create a formula for disaster. Leave it to AJ Nuest to fill your soul with angst as you follow both Charlie and Xander on the road to eternal damnation.
Love? She was more to him than that word could ever mean. So much more that ‘love’ barely scratched the surface… He was never keeping secrets from her again…
If only Charlie could say the same.
Dirty Little Secrets is flawless. AJ Nuest is a master manipulator of conflict and resolution. Let’s not even talk about her ability to create the perfect man over and over again reincarnating her heros to have new imperfections. Charlie is a fantastic addition to this book, but Xander stole my heart. Xander – like all of AJ Nuest’s men – has unconditional love for Charlie; Charlie, in return, is patient. As these two corroded hearts find absolution, they learn to trust, love, and inevitably save each other. Dirty Little Secrets is revenge – and love – at its finest.
It’s no secret that I am obsessed with AJ’s style. Let’s be honest: I have her words plastered all over the NDP website (yes, I took them from her with a smile on my face). In every book I’ve read of hers - meaning, all of them – she unfolds a masterpiece of a labyrinth and lets me grovel my way through it. Every missing detail I eventually find. Every end eventually gets closed. GAH. Timeless. Absolutely freaking timeless.