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on May 13, 2014
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From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes the third book in the bestselling Eagle Elite Series...
“As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead.”
Chase Winter let the love of his life slip through his fingers and into the hands of his best friend and mafia boss of the Abandanato family. Now that he's been given a second chance to right a wrong--he refuses to let his own selfishness stand in the way. The only problem? He's not fully in possession of his heart, so when Mil De Lange, the girl who's innocence he stole, and heir to the worst of the worst mafia families in the US, asks him for a favor. He actually says yes, not realizing that that one yes has the power to destroy them all.
Mil's been in love with Chase as long as she can remember, but as the years went by, the love turned to hate, and now that he's agreed to help her, she's wondering if she made a fatal error. Because Chase isn't a teenager anymore. He's a hot blooded male, bent on owning every part of her body and soul, and willing to kill anyone in his path who dares stand in the way.
It's time for secrets to finally be revealed...but make no mistake, it's going to take a lot of bloodshed for those truths to be discovered.
You've never read a New Adult Mafia story like this before...loyalties will be tested, lovers reunited, and friendships obliterated. Welcome to the Family. Blood in--No out.
Entice (Eagle Elite Book 3) May 13, 2014....Are you in?
Interview with Rachel
Lori: So, the mob in a NA story? It’s such a unique and fun twist. What made you think that this was something you wanted to write?
RVD: Honestly, I can only blame my husband! He was the one that was like you should write a mafia story…it all started when we’d seen a thing on the news about this local man who had been hiding out from the mafia for over twenty years. He lived only thirty miles from us. It spurned a story. My husband was like what if you wrote a story about someone hiding out? Naturally he was all about guts and gore, but I took that one idea and ran with it. What if I wrote a story about a girl who was in hiding? My desire was to put a really strong Romeo and Juliet theme through the story as well and..thats how Elite was born ;0 )
Lori: You’ve probably been asked this a million times. The Godfather (I or II), Goodfellas, OR Scarface, as your go to mob movie?
RVD: I have but I LOVE this question. You can’t go wrong with any of them. Personally, if I’m going to watch a mob movie, I like Goodfellas. The Godfather series you can’t just sit and watch lol. Its more of something you experience….but I will admit I have a HUGE crush on Marlon Brando (The Godfather)…I mean I know he’s old but he’s a silver fox!
Lori: When writing this book, or any book really, did you have a face (body ;-)) in mind for each character before you write, or do you have a vision and find actors that fit the best after the novel is finished?
RVD: I usually always have a person or character in mind..if Im needing inspiration I go online and start hunting but for the most part, with Eagle Elite, I knew exactly how I wanted everyone to appear.
Lori: When writing do you prefer to write “good guys” or “bad guys”? How about when you’re reading, do you fall for the bad guy?
RVD: AH this is so hard! I always have REALLY good intentions about writing the good guy but he always ends up being bad…I have a serious weakness for the bad boy and I love reading about the bad boy. I’ve recently tried switching things up, which is probably a good thing, one of my newer characters in another NA series I’m writing is a total innocent good guy 😉 But his character hasn’t been the easiest one to nail down.
Lori: What’s next for you? When does the fourth book come out!?
RVD: The fourth book in the Eagle Elite series (Elicit) will be Tex and Mo’s story, it’s due out this fall. It was supposed to be the last book in the series. HAH, yeah not happening. I can’t let the characters go! So, I’ll also be doing Elite from Nixon and Chases’ POV as well as three more books after Elicit. I introduce a lot more characters and big time players in Elicit as well as a new love triangle in hopes to be able to bring those characters stories into their own books as well 😉
I love, love, love this series. I was hesitant when I first picked up the first book Elite, I was unsure if I would like it. It seemed kind of a cheesy, but the more I read, the more I loved the mafia meets new adult story. I fell in love with the character Chase in the first book, and even more in the second book Elect. So when I read this was Chase’s story I was stoked. Now Nixon and Trace fans don’t worry they have plenty of page time in Entice.
The story picks up almost immediately after Elect ends, and don’t worry if you think you might not remember what happens, Rachel does a good job of jogging the memory while moving into the new stuff. It flows nicely, and Mil’s chapters are a nice addition to Nixon, and Chase. I liked her voice. She had just the right amount of innocence and toughness.
The story itself is a thrill ride, the opening pages take off, and don’t let go until you hit the very last page, and even then there are just so many open endings, that you know the next book is going to rock.
Love them or hate them these characters stick with you. I seethed, literally seethed at some of the things coming off my kindle. I had to put the book down and cool off a few times. And the chemistry is on fire.
Over all Entice is another great book by Rachel Van Dyken, and you should go read it.
“Ten bucks says the only person not packing is Mils grandma by marriage.” Mo said once we’d all finished eating our dinner, which has basically been a painful process of chewing, swallowing,drinking unhealthy amounts of wine and trying to stare at my plate to keep from looking at Trace, while my wife sat next to me. Hell had officially risen to earth and I was smack dab in the middle of it trying my damndest to remember how to swallow without choking — without dying a little bit inside each time I saw him touch her face. And trying not to feel like an ass when Mil caught me staring — again. I’d resolved about an hour ago to actually be the man she needed me to be and I was already failing. Horribly. The second time I looked,Mo kicked me under the table but accidentally hit Tex instead causing everyone to look up, which was probably why Mo said what she did.
We all turned heads to look at the hundred year old woman. She was currently on her fourth glass of wine and looked to be about two seconds away from falling into her chicken cacciatore.
“Nope.” Nixon shook his head. “It’s always the ones you don’t expect. My money’s on Grandma.”
“I’ll take that bet.” Tex rose. “Seems like someone needs to fall on their own knife and all that. This has to be the most depressing wedding I’ve ever gone to and that includes the fake one Mo made for her kittens when she was four.”
“They lived happily ever after.” Mo tilted her head into the air and narrowed her eyes.
Tex leaned down and tapped Mo on the nose. “Yes if happily means they lived for five damn minutes before marching directly into oncoming traffic.”
“I think the wedding just hit its low point.” Mil muttered. “Save us, Tex. I beg you. Find the gun and I’ll give you a prize.”
“Prize?” Tex’s eyes lit up. “As in—”
“As in her new husband won’t punch you in the face. You’re welcome. Yay, prizes.” I did a fake punch into the air. “Now go create some excitement before Nixon starts picking people off with his semi-automatic.”
Nixon rolled his eyes. “Right, like I’d even bring—”
“It’s in the SUV.” Trace answered sounding bored. “Saw it when I took out my dress.”
“Damn.” He looked away.
Just then a very drunk looking cousin Vinnie got up and took the microphone from the band. “Look here! I have a toast to the bride and groom!” The feedback from the microphone mixed with his inability to stand up straight caused him to drop the stand and then fall flat on his ass.
“For the love of God save us all.” I pushed Tex towards Grandma.
We all sat at the table, the very depressing bridal party table, and watched as Tex slowly made his way towards the elderly woman.
“This won’t end well.” Trace said under her breath. “The man has the subtleness of a bomb.”
“Exactly.” Mo grinned from ear to ear.“I did say we needed entertainment, didn’t I?”
“Mo… ” Nixon warned.
“He cheated on me Nixon. Let me have my fun.” She said smoothly.
“He what?” Nixon roared jumping to his feet, curious stares pinned in our direction as Mo grabbed his hand and pulled him back to his seat.
“I’ve got this. You aren’t the only one who knows how to use their powers for evil, brother. Revenge is a bitch, isn’t that what they say, Trace?”
She looked guiltily down at her hands.Yeah, double meanings I could really get without. Hopefully Mo wasn’t going to get Tex shot at our wedding, not that I’d be against it. This was the first I heard of him cheating, granted, Mo hadn’t really been all that for sharing recently. She was as secretive as ever. Something told me it was for a reason,but I’d been too wrapped up in my own drama to even ask. How bad did I suck as a half brother? Bad, real bad. On a scale of one to ten in the suckiness department I’d be around an eleven.
Tex finally reached her chair and sat down next to her, his smile was wide, I couldn’t tell what he was saying but his hands were all over the place, and then he set one hand on Grandma.
“Oh this isn’t going to end well.” Mo chuckled. “She hates being touched.”
“It is Tex.” I pointed out. “She could do a lot worse.”
“Doubtful.” Mo snorted crossing her arms.
Holy shit what the hell? Had I been living under a rock for the past few months? What went down? And how didn’t I know about it.
I winced when Tex moved his other hand next to Grandma’s leg. Probably wouldn’t be a good time to tell him that she’d seen her fair share of murder. I almost closed my eyes when she looked down at his hand.
“Aw shit.” Nixon shook his head. “You had to challenge him, Mo.”
Mo’s face twisted into a murderous smile as she pointed and exclaimed. “Game. Set. Match.”
Grandma had Tex by the balls.
“Ouch!” This from Mil.