Blog Tour + ARC review : Tyrant by T.M. Frazier

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descriptionI. Remember. Everything. Only now I wish I didn’t. When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself. But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed. Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know. I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day. He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him. Even if that means marrying someone else…

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I've just finished reading Tyrant and to me it was the excellent and perfect conclusion of King and Doe.

I enjoyed every minute of it and even if I didn't read as fast as I wanted, every time I picked the book I knew it was in for an epic ride.

"Revenge is sweet"

Tyrant takes right where King ended. If you haven't read it first, be sure to read it because Tyrant wouldn't make sense if you don't.

Doe is back in her family but nothing seems right. Where she could have expected a loving family waiting for her return, she is left with a woman who seems more like her nanny, her father is gone working and her mother is at a spa.


I already said I loved books who are dealing with memory loss and I've licked it's being approached with Doe.
A big part of the book is about her recollections.

« With King I was strong, willful, and determined. I liked who I was when I was with him. But in the house I’d grown up in, surrounded by people I’d known my entire life. I had no idea who I was »

Every moment she remembers, every memory gave her an idea of what was her life and who she really is. But when the real stuff hit the fan, it's like a fucking time bomb.


I know I' haven't talked about the one you want yet but don't worry King is never far. The guy is a force by nature and make no mistakes about his intentions.

« You should know by now I’m not a man who takes no for an answer, Pup. This isn’t a negotiation. When all this shit is over I'm taking you home. With me »

Yep Doe is definitely his and his plans are not changing anytime soon.

« I 'm the man who took you against your will and handcuffed you to my fucking bed. I'm the man who wanted you, so I fucking kept you." He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you really think you have a choice when it comes to being mine? «

Tyrant was an incredible combination of revelation, shock, angst, steam, lust, emotion and love in one book !
My bonus point would go to how T.M. Frazier has achieved to still give us a glimpse of our guy, (view spoiler)

I couldn't finish my review without talking about how much I need Bear's book. The guy had won me over in King and Tyrant only confirmed that I want his book asap !!


December is not there soon enough.

My last thought will be about that ending and epilogue. Perfect is not enough to say how much I adore the way all wrapped up.
Everything makes sense, everything come right were it belongs and where I imagine it to be


« Family is what you make it, what you want it to be »

King and Pup are back in this exciting conclusion to the King Series by T.M. Frazier


He cupped my ass and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “There was one point I’d made the decision to tell you the truth. I owed you that much. But then all the shit went down with Isaac and Preppy, so when I made the deal with your father for Max, I thought I was doing you a favor by giving you your life back and getting you out of all the shit that came with being in mine.”
I squeezed my thighs around his waist, rubbing myself against his hardness. I moaned. “But you weren’t giving me my life back.” I corrected. I placed my palms on his cheeks and held his face in my hands, searching for any sign in his eyes that what I felt for him might have been wrong, but instead what I found was a resounding need to fix what was broken between us. Tears formed in my eyes. “You were taking it away.” King’s lips parted. He ran his thumb across my lower lip, turning his head he kissed his way up my arm.  
“Goosebumps,” King observed, running his fingertips across my already stimulated skin. I bit my lip and stifled a moan.
“It’s just the heat," I lied.
"You've got that fucking right," King growled, bending my wrist behind my back, his lips came crashing down over mine. We were a tangling of lips, clanking of teeth, sloshing through the water to better line ourselves up with each other. It wasn't pretty.
It was need.
"I’m still fucking mad at you for letting me go,” I said into his mouth, while our tongues did things other parts of me throbbed to do.
King stilled and held my face away from his, our chests heaving in unison, my erect nipples rubbing against his hot hard skin as we panted together. Our breaths mingled in the air. He ran his hand down the side of my face and cupped my cheek in his palm. "I didn't give you away, Pup. I released you."
I stilled. "You released me?" I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice. For some reason, releasing me sounded worse than letting me go.
King ran his tongue across the tip of my earlobe, holding me tightly against his warmth. Chills ran down my spine and into my very core and they had nothing to do with the temperature of the rain.
"I tried to release you, Pup. For Max. But there was a major problem with that plan, and no matter what happened, it would never have worked," King confessed.  
"Why is that?" I asked, needing to know, but at the same time acutely aware of the pulsing between my legs. Relief and release was only a scrap or two of fabric away. Throbbing for me.
"The problem was…you never released me," King growled, crashing his lips to mine. He moaned into my mouth when I rubbed myself up against his straining erection. He pushed the fabric of my shorts aside and the second he parted my folds with his index finger, I shuddered. He plunged a long index finger inside of me, and for a second my eyes rolled back in my head until he withdrew it. I cried out in frustration, wiggling myself against him, needing him to make me feel anything other than empty.
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About the Author
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T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.

She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.

In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.

It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.

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