Title: Adrenaline
Author: Sunniva Dee
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2015
Synopsis
Life’s the shit!
Chicks squeal over how wild and yummy I am, play their silly games trying to tie me down. But I’m free as a bird, doing what makes life life: kicking extreme-sport-ass!
I base jump, snowboard, bungee jump. I do anything for the rush.
Then, Ingela blows into town for college—a cool Swedish blast of trouble. Foulmouthed and runway-gorgeous, the girl seeps in like poison and melts the freaking brain.
To Ingela I am what chicks were to me: pastime, leisure, entertainment, pleasure. She’s killing me, and I’m digging it. There’s a new rush in town!Yeah, I hunt down my highs, and now the chase is on. I’ll catch her soon enough, just, what’s the deal with her ex?
BO
With Ingela, sex is a dance. A slow tango where skin flows over skin. It is slick readiness, a quiet welcome. It’s smooth, warm, right, and all wrong.
On and off. On and off. Again, she’s wrecked with grief. It’s a reminder of how I destroy her, how crushed relationships shouldn’t be revived.
We’ve done this for years, now, but clearly we’re in for more.
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Excerpt
CAMERON
Sex, for instance. Damn
straight, sex is a major high. I curve a hand around Inga’s waist, kneading,
and she lets out a happy sigh. Some tumbles are more exciting than others, of
course. Some chicks are more fiery
than others.
I look down Inga’s supermodel
body. She’s skinny, muscular in a feminine way and almost as tall as me. Small,
firm breasts. I know they’re firm because I’ve felt her up more than once. I
want to feel them right now, actually. I wonder if she’d consider me as a fuck
buddy if I worked up the nerve to ask? The thought of that high I crave so
badly tenses my jaw.
I inch my hand up across her
belly, covering my move from an audience with the other arm. Ingela squirms to
get more comfortable in my lap. She lifts her elbow enough for me to sneak up
even higher under her shirt.
I’m easy. Just the thought of
this little indiscretion makes my adrenal gland squirt its drug into my blood.
Is her bra too tight? Will she allow me to cup her boob right here between our
friends?
I kiss her temple. A small
grin plays on her sleepy mouth. To me, Ingela’s the ultimate girl. Ever since
she first cussed me out with a big smile on her face, since she gave me a bite
mark on my upper thigh in a make-believe bar brawl, I’ve been in deep. For a
girl, she’s fucking up there.
Not that I love her. No, people I simply enjoy being with. I
don’t love them. Well, obviously Mom—my big bro, Patrick, the hotshot pilot. But
that’s it. At thirteen, I realized that the only thing I’ve ever really loved
is the sensation of being one hundred percent alive. In the everyday
grind—school, work, colleagues, friends—you merely trot along. There’s no
gallop, no living to the max.
No
mental, wicked, ace living.
I grin wide.
“What’s that face for?” BB
girl Beth squints my way. She’s got a thing for me, probably because I’ve never
fucked her and she’s curious. I’ve had several of her colleagues. BB girls are
easier lays than Smother girls.
Robin snorts. “Bet he’s
thinking about next weekend. Dude’s got the weekend off and is spending his tip
money on stupid shit.”
I laugh at that, and Ingela
groans, uncomfortable at my chest rocking against her.
“What’re you doing?” Beth
asks. “Something extreme again?” Her eyes go to my broken finger.
I shrug the shoulder Ingela
isn’t resting on. “I heal fast. Plus, the ticket’s been paid for since
Christmas. I’d go with a broken back.”
Beth sucks in a girly breath,
and I smell acting. “Oh, don’t say that—you’re jinxing yourself, Cam. Don’t get
hurt out there.”
She’s full of it. I always get
myself hurt.
“Don’t go,” Ingela slurs.
“What, darlin’?” I drawl out.
Clearly, I’ve heard wrong.
“Don’t. Go.” She doesn’t say
it louder, just more pronounced.
“Hmm. You’ll miss me now?” She
arches her back the tiniest bit, and it’s the little shift Ilittle tit of hers. So soft and warm.
“Perv,” she tells me but doesn’t object to my g need to slip a few
digits in under her bra. Five seconds later, I’ve cupped that sweet roping ways.
Simone's Review
*ARC received in return for an honest review
This is the second book I have read from the lovely Sunniva Dee, Shattering Halos being the first, so I wasted no time delving in. I was pleasantly surprised that Adrenaline was so different to Shattering Halos, that had left me floating in heaven and swooning for a long time after I had finished.
Well HELL YEAH!!!! I wasn't ready for the rush I got from Adrenaline. The journey this story took me on had my heart pumping so hard one minute, my ovaries wanting to explode the next, while losing myself in this awesome Adrenaline rush. I just opened my arms and jumped letting each page guide me through. You really don't need to jump for real to get a high or your blood pumping, everyone has something that makes this happen and, to be honest, for me most of the time mine kicks in when I am reading a story like this.
I really don't want to go into the story as I feel, as a reviewer, my job is to tell you how this story made me feel, rather than reveal spoilers or tell you the plot. I will say that I adored everyone of these characters and was left wanting more of their stories, present and past (yes I loved them that much).
Cameron was well....... damn, so bloody hot and reckless one minute then sensible and caring the next (yep you've got it, totally bloody perfect BBF) oooh yes another one to add to your list.
Ingela for me was a great leading lady. She was a sexy sassy Swedish bombshell, even though she had a weakness for her ex and that did frustrate me at times. I found myself cussing her under my breath at her choices to keep going back knowing it would only rip her heart out again and again, but just not knowing how to break the cycle.
I have to mention Bo, Ingela's ex. I must say he's caught my eye and am hoping or maybe asking Sunniva that I need a bit more Bo to wet my taste buds....(a book of his own please).
Cameron and Ingela's relationship was so endearing and sweet, it was so lovely to see them both start to question how they felt about each other. Were they just friends? Seeing the jealously they both started to feel, the wanting to be closer than friends, the mental torture they put themselves through when they thought they had lost one another. They were also, at times, so bloody frustrating. I found myself wanting to reach inside my kindle and bash their heads together to knock some sense into them.
Sunniva Dee, you have once again out done yourself and I totally recommend this book to anyone who likes to read a great story with well developed characters and a whole rollercoaster of emotions from start to finish. Keep writing Sunniva, I can wait for your next instalment.
Well HELL YEAH!!!! I wasn't ready for the rush I got from Adrenaline. The journey this story took me on had my heart pumping so hard one minute, my ovaries wanting to explode the next, while losing myself in this awesome Adrenaline rush. I just opened my arms and jumped letting each page guide me through. You really don't need to jump for real to get a high or your blood pumping, everyone has something that makes this happen and, to be honest, for me most of the time mine kicks in when I am reading a story like this.
I really don't want to go into the story as I feel, as a reviewer, my job is to tell you how this story made me feel, rather than reveal spoilers or tell you the plot. I will say that I adored everyone of these characters and was left wanting more of their stories, present and past (yes I loved them that much).
Cameron was well....... damn, so bloody hot and reckless one minute then sensible and caring the next (yep you've got it, totally bloody perfect BBF) oooh yes another one to add to your list.
Ingela for me was a great leading lady. She was a sexy sassy Swedish bombshell, even though she had a weakness for her ex and that did frustrate me at times. I found myself cussing her under my breath at her choices to keep going back knowing it would only rip her heart out again and again, but just not knowing how to break the cycle.
I have to mention Bo, Ingela's ex. I must say he's caught my eye and am hoping or maybe asking Sunniva that I need a bit more Bo to wet my taste buds....(a book of his own please).
Cameron and Ingela's relationship was so endearing and sweet, it was so lovely to see them both start to question how they felt about each other. Were they just friends? Seeing the jealously they both started to feel, the wanting to be closer than friends, the mental torture they put themselves through when they thought they had lost one another. They were also, at times, so bloody frustrating. I found myself wanting to reach inside my kindle and bash their heads together to knock some sense into them.
Sunniva Dee, you have once again out done yourself and I totally recommend this book to anyone who likes to read a great story with well developed characters and a whole rollercoaster of emotions from start to finish. Keep writing Sunniva, I can wait for your next instalment.
She throws her head back with that tiny ponytail dancing.
I'm pulling it out after work for sure.
No way is she going home alone tonight.
Painted, fluffy, soft lips. She's a rush.
The entire girl is a rush to me,
and the realisation is a punch to the gut.
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About the Author
Originally from Norway, I moved to the United States twelve years ago. I hold a Master’s degree in languages and taught Spanish at college level before settling in at the Savannah College of Art and Design as an adviser.I write New Adult fiction, sometimes with a paranormal twist—like in “Shattering Halos,” published by The Wild Rose Press in February 24th 2014 and in “Stargazer,” released November 2014. The first book I’ve self-published was the New Adult Contemporary novel “Pandora Wild Child,” which made me a proud indie author in October 28th 2014.
I specialize in impulsive heroines, bad-boys, and good-boys running amok. Then, there’s the intense love, physical and emotional attraction beyond reason—sensory overload for the reader as well as for the characters. Like in real life, I hope you’re unable to predict what comes next in my stories.
Yes, so I write what I love to read, and depending on the reader, you’ll find my books to be a fast-paced emotional rollercoaster—or disturbing because the struggles of love aren’t your thing. Here’s to hoping you have the same reading vice as me!
