April 05, 2016

Walker by Rie Warren ♥ RELEASE DAY BLITZ & REVIEW




Title: Walker
Series: Bad Boys of X-Ops Book One
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Erotic romance, humor, thriller, suspense, military, action/adventure
Release Date: April 5, 2016


From the world of bad boys of Retribution MC comes a deliciously dangerous, scandalously sexy, four part series!
Good girl versus Bad boy. Southern charm comes head-to-head with military grit. They say opposites attract. That’s an understatement where Justice and Lawless are concerned. 
JUSTICE 
Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking, smooth-loving, international playboy—yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.
I’ve got my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless. 
Caught in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock of my life. 
TILLY
I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my life like a good southern woman should.
But there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool. 
Barricaded inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust. 
Fighting is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me. 
Warning: Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.









Review by: Kim 

Rie Warren shot right to the top of my favorite author list with her Carolina Bad Boys series and her Bad Boys of Retribution series too. So it was with great excitement and anticipation that I began this newest series from this amazing author.
This promises to be another great source of laughs and sweet sexy, sexy times-along with plenty of nail biting action.
Walker intrigued me when he first appeared in one of this author's earlier books. Didn't get much from him because he was always so silent and withdrawn. However, his tough as nails attitude made me want to know more. 
And I think I've found a new BBF.
Walker is so much more than a tough black-ops soldier. He has a heart and a soul as well as an unhealthy love for blowing things up. And a potty mouth that my mother would have made him suck on a bar of soap for. 
For a minute I wondered if perhaps this author gave Walker too much heart. But just when I thought he was going soft...BAM! The tough, "Don't Mess With Me Or I'll Kick Your Ass, Walker", would stomp all over the pages.
Walker also has a heartbreaking story. One that will make you shed a tear.
In the reading of this book I found a new adoration for strong females.
Jade! Holy Shite Jade!
Strong women always make the reading of a book more enjoyable for me but Jade was just over the top strong as well as fierce. 
But anyone else wouldn't have been able to handle Walker.
I also fell a little for Madge and her loyalty to friends.
This is going to be an amazing new series that'll make our e-readers smoke. And I can't wait for more.

4 Stars 

Review by: Kathryn 

This is a full on military/romantic suspense book. This was my first time reading Rie Warren, and it wont be my last. I thoroughly enjoyed this book I couldn't put it down, it's was well written and kept me enthralled right from the start.  This book is full of action and starts right from the get go.  Daring maneuvers, knives, explosions, and guns all make an appearance in this book. 

Walker is a bad-ass, explosives expert, which is what puts Jade in his path. Jade is just as lethal as walker, as well as being stubborn, passionate and has an answer for everything. 
They usually fight on opposite sides, this time they are forced to aid each other.  Their relationship is full of tension, passion and heat.  They are adversaries turned lovers, who both  have pasts that haunt them.

This book is full of romance, suspense, action, angst and love scenes that are seriously hot with a bit of kink thrown in as well. Parts of this book had me laughing out loud but the emotions it drew out, also had me close to tears at times. I can't wait for more of this series.  This book includes several cameo appearances of characters who have appeared in books of their own.  This book has made me want to read these stories as well. 

4 Stars 








JUST A LITTLE R&R, he said.”
I listened to Storm grumbling through the industrial sized headgear affixed to my ears, the rotors of the HH-60 Pave Hawk whump-whump-whumping overhead and on the tail.
“Exotic location was the phrase I used.” I chuckled low in my chest. “Didn’t mention nothin’ about R&R.”
“Thought I’d at least be able to get my jock off without gettin’ my fucking head shot off.” Storm aimed me a look from the pilot’s seat, one sinister black eyebrow raised.
“I’ll get you a hooker in Dubai after we get out of this mess.” Unbuckling, I reached over and tapped him on the cheek, ignoring the growl that parted his lips.
In the cargo area of the Sikorsky helicopter, I checked my parachute, the altimeter, the straps of my harness, and my pack filled with all sorts of goodies. I was unofficially Storm’s copilot, but fuck it. The man didn’t need me. He could handle the chopper on his own without the usual five-man crew. He’d have to, because I was getting ready to jump ship in high-altitude, high-opening, full-on fuck-this-shit terror.
Storm snorted, and his deep voice rumbled over the ear-gear. “Unlike you, I don’t need to pay for my pussy.”
“Not after that time you caught syphilis, right, Kemosabe?” Ignoring the curses Storm slung my way, I started zipping into my fancy flight suit, checking and double-checking straps, buckles, my bailout O2 line.
Storm stepped into the back with a dip of his head. “Remember what Blaize said about covert mission?”
“The fuck. I’m always covert.” I wrapped my arms protectively around the desert camo pack snuggled against my chest like it was a baby in a papoose, because I knew what was coming next.
“Hand over the flash bang, Walker.” He opened his palm.
“Goddammit. I feel naked without my C-4. You know that.”
“Gimme.” Storm advanced.
“Motherfucker.” I watched while he dexterously unzipped the side pocket of my pack, eagerly snatching the two M112 demolition blocks of putty-white plastic explosives wrapped in a Mylar bundle.
My eyes narrowed. “Blaize is a bitch.”
“Head bitch in charge.” He pleasantly agreed. “Blasting caps? Priming unit?”
I placed both in his hands, my own shaking like a meth head giving up the last of his stash.
Watching hungrily as Storm placed my precious bundles aside, I muttered, “Blaize is definitely a chick with a dick.” Tearing my gaze from my favorite weapons, I grinned. “Bitch chick with a dick you got the hots for.”
“I’d rather dip my dick into a vat of boiling oil.”
“Like when you got syphilis? That can be arranged.”
Storm cuffed me on the back of the head. He was just lucky I was trussed up like a turkey for Thanksgiving dinner. Thanksgiving . . . heh.
Blaize Carmichael was our new hardnosed higher-up at Operation T-Zone. Op T-Z was an organization quite possibly unsanctioned by the PTB of the USA, because they didn’t need to know what we did behind enemy lines, in the line of duty.
We weren’t military.
We weren’t from the CIA Viper Pit.
We weren’t Black Ops.
We were darker than that.
Unlike previous operations managers who’d given years of orders over secure lines and in scrambled codes, Blaize had come on the scene, giving it the personal touch with an up-front team meet-and-greet. Yeah, the woman’s touch in the form of intense head games more mind-fucking than any passive-aggressive wifey could come up with.
By the time she’d debriefed us with her high-heeled boot up our collective asses, read us the riot act, and nailed us to the wall over every single possible past mistake and mission mishap, I’d gone home and drunk a bottle of tequila.
Blaize did have nice legs though.
I rubbed my sleeve across the mask of my helmet then peered at Storm . . . then gawped at the cockpit. The empty fucking cockpit.
“Wait. Who the fuck’s flying this thing?” I asked.
“Autopilot.” He hooked a thumb over his shoulder.
“Autopilot?”
“Jerry-rigged autopilot.” His smug smile did not put me at ease.
“I do not want to know.”
“Probably not, but it involves a selfie stick and duct tape and—”
La la la . . . I can’t hear you.” Jesus Christ. I was gonna die tonight. I just knew it.





Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series.  A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.  You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html




Justice (Bad Boys of X-Ops Book Two): Pre-Order Now/Releasing April 25

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