A couple of weeks ago I was reading the second book in a series that I have been waiting eons on to come out. Like eons. Literally, I evolved while waiting for this to come out. So needless to say I was super excited. Now, I get to a certain point in the book, aaaand I start getting an itch at the back of my neck. What I like to call my WTF Itch. It’s like a sixth sense. It gives me a head’s up when someone’s about to drop by my house uninvited so I can go hide in the back bedroom and act like I don’t hear the doorbell. It warns me when when the hubby is about to roll over with “that look” in his eyes so I can grab the Excedrin for my headache…
Just kidding! I grab my inhaler. Asthma attack. Much more believable. See what I mean? I trust my WTF Itch.
So when it started up half-way through the book, I had to heed it. I flipped to the back of the book, and BAM! I read that the heroine cheated on the hero.
Wait, wait. I have a couple more “ooo’s” in me…
I was so devastated! Because I loved this heroine! Remember I’d waited an Ice Age, for this book? Needless to say I put the book down…AKA slammed it down with a primal scream (refer to the anguished “No” above). Because for me, cheating is an absolute, DNF, I-want-to-drop-kick-someone-in-the-throat Deal Breaker. It is an unforgiveable act. Kinda like one of Harry Potter’s curses. For a hero or heroine to betray the person they’re supposed to love? There’s no coming back from that, and there’s no excuse that could possibly make it okay—excluding a ménage, ‘cause that’s different. In that case, ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have some, know what I mean? Oh, it was cool when Snoop Dog said it, but not me? So unfair.
So, what are some other deal breakers for me?
- When a hero is “rapey”. Now don’t get me wrong, I love an alpha hero as much as the next person. I mean, I even love an a-hole hero as long as he isn’t disrespectful or abusive. But a hero who is grabby and rough in a non-BDSM way is not sexy at all. Shoving and grabbing the back of a heroine’s neck like he’s about to rub her face in the pile of doo she left on the rug is not a prelude to sex. And it kills me that’s exactly what happens. Listen, if I feel like I’m watching a Lifetime movie where the Domestic Abuse Hotline number is going to pop up afterward as a public service announcement, then I’m not reading it. Deal breaker!
- Undisclosed serials. Picture me 70% through a book and realizing there’s no way this book can be wrapped up in 30%. Picture me skipping forward and reading the words, “So and So’s story continues in Blah Blah Part 2.” Now picture me, deleting that book from my Kindle. I’m not finishing it. And it’s just on principle. Can I get a choice about whether or not I wanted to hang in there for Part 2 of 15? Can I get a disclaimer? I hate getting all invested only to find out there’s no freaking ending. Nope. I’m not finishing Part 1 and won’t be reading the rest just because I feel hoodwinked, bamboozled, led astray, run amok… Deal breaker!
- Killing off of main characters or characters I’ve become invested in. The &#$@%$!!!! This seems to be a thing lately. I remember going to the movies to see Deep Blue Sea because of LL Cool J and Samuel L. Jackson. Right in the middle of this dramatic speech, this huge shark rises up and just swallows Samuel L. WTF just happened? Did Samuel L. die?? And in the first 20 minutes of the movie?? The. Hell??? That’s how I feel about these books where beloved characters—characters I, as the reader, has become invested in and attached to—die. Where’s the loyalty, the consideration for the reader? And it’s like the author gives this philosophical answer in an interview about why he/she had to die, and I’m reading like, Bull-chicanery! I call bull-chicanery! Say it with me. Deal. Breaker!
Okay, rant over. These are my deal breakers! What are yours?
Aiden Kent never expected to see Noelle Rana again. He’s determined to keep his distance from the beautiful enigma wrapped in denim and leather. He can’t trust anyone with the last name Rana. But he made a promise to his dying mother, and it isn’t long before Noelle invades his personal space. He can’t stop thinking about the exotic beauty’s alluring curves.
He wants the daughter of his enemy, and he’s determined to have her…if only for one night.
If Noelle wants to move forward with her life, she must make a deal with the devastatingly gorgeous, broody millionaire Aiden. He made a promise years ago, and she’s come to collect—even if it means facing down the only man who ever broke her heart. And there’s a really good chance he’ll do it again.
Romance Contemporary [Entangled Indulgence, On Sale: August 29, 2016, e-Book, ISBN: 9781633756960 / eISBN: 9781633756960]
About Naima Simone
Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights—creating stories of unique men and women who experience the first bites of desire, the dizzying heights of passion, and the tender, healing heat of love.
She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.