Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Blog Tour Review & Giveaway: SPARK by Brooke Cumberland


by: Brooke Cumberland


Boston to work on the Boston Fire Department. Ironically, Eric lives below Velaney and with his devilish charm, and sweet accent, Velaney is finding him hard to resist. 

Velaney grew up in what should've been the perfect childhood. Her father owns his own dental practice, and her mother a Pastor. She wasn't allowed to swear and never got into any trouble, however, her troubled and complicated past makes her build walls that she doesn't let down easily. 

Eric is fascinated with the fact that Velaney can't swear. She uses filler words to express herself that he often finds hilarious. Velaney runs as her outlet - releasing the rage and anger she has built up inside her from a deep secret she's never told anyone except her lifelong best friend, and roommate, Carissa. 

Eric and Velaney become running partners - only securing their obvious sexual tension between them. No matter how much Velaney pushes Eric away, he will always be there to save her.


Star Rating:  3 out of 5

Heat Rating:  HOT!

I loved the idea of this book;  a sexy firefighter rescues a young woman from a burning building and there is a "spark" ignited between the two characters.  I was expecting this spark to sweep them off their feet and whisk me away.  My expectation was not my reality. 

Eric and Velaney had some chemistry and the sexy times were HOT, but outside of that I didn't get why they were together.  I really wanted to like Eric's character (and I did for most of the book), but some of his habits were borderline stalker/creepy and threw me out of what I assume was supposed to be charming and cute behavior.  Velaney, bless her heart, was just one of those characters I think you love or don't like (and I really did not like her).  

Spark is a story with many layers and at times I felt I was getting lost in everything that was going on.  The pacing was erratic, it was slow with some parts dragging on and then it would speed up suddenly and weeks would go by in a sentence, which left me shaking my head in confusion.  I really wanted to like Spark, but I just didn't fall in love with the characters and there were too many far fetched things that happened for me to really get lost in this story.  

This is the first book in a series, so I will pick up book two later because I am curious what happens next (there was a bit of a cliffhanger) and you never know book #2 might the the spark that ignites me. 

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I don't know what, but something drives up inside me as the two fire out curse words at one another. I push past Kenna and end up right in the middle of the brawl.
I yank the beer bottle from gut boy's hand and push the other one aside. Anger and rage build up inside me as I yell at them to knock it off.
"Look, Princess, this is between us men. Now get out or put out!" the shorter one spits beer at me. His friend next to him laughs, and I'm beyond mad at this point. The word Princess strikes a nerve—Princess. I smash my hands hard against his chest, which is unexpectedly easy seeing that he isn't solid at all.
"Get out! All of you!" I scream back. I feel my body heat as they smirk at me. They obviously don't take me seriously. "Carissa, call the cops. Now!" I demand as I look over my shoulder. She grabs her cell from her pocket, and puts it to her ear after she dials.
"Oh no, you called the po-po on us," the taller one mocks. Without thinking, my right hand meets his face across the cheek. He immediately stops laughing and lunges for me.
"You little bitch!" I'm sandwiched between the two men, inhaling their awful beer and liquor breath.
"Get away from me!" I squeal, pushing against them. They close in tighter not giving me any way to get out.
I hear Carissa calling out my name as she tries to brush through. "Move, dammit!" she yells, pushing her body through the mass of drunks.
Before she reaches me, the two men are pushed apart, and a beer bottle slams to the floor again. I can hardly believe the police are here already.Wait, not police.
"Get off her, man!" he yells. It's Eric's voice, but not his southern, sweet tone. Rather he sounds hoarse and aggravated.
"What the hell? We saw her first!" one of them yells again.
"Touch her again, and I swear to God!" Eric threatens. They look at his biceps bulging out of his t-shirt and back away.
"Be cool man," beer gut guy protests with his hands up in surrender.
"Are you all right?" Eric turns to me and asks. I try to catch my breath, but can't look him in the eyes yet.
"What are you doing here?" I ask, ignoring his question.
"I was grabbing a beer after work when I walked in on you getting your ass kicked." He laughs and nudges me with his elbow.
"I wasn't getting my...butt kicked. And I had it under control!" I defend, but his smirk tells me he doesn't believe me.
"Oh right. I saw how under control you had it, Velaney." He rolls his eyes and huffs under his breath.
"I don't need you saving me, Eric. I'm a big girl." I brush his arm and walk back behind the bar. I don't know why I just acted the way I did. He did nothing wrong. In fact, he's so right. So sweet...charming...sexy. I hate that I need saving. Or that I like him. Or that I like him saving me. But there's no reason he needs to know that.

Meet the Author:

Brooke is a midwestern gal, from the cheese state of Wisconsin! Go Packers! She's a stay-at-home mom of three beautiful children (one daughter & two stepsons) and a black fury dog. She's studied psychology in college, and counseling and education in graduate school where she found her love for writing. Most days you can find her reading or writing, or just hanging out with her family! She loves movies, cooking, and shopping! She's addicted to Starbucks, Coach purses, and wearing yoga pants.

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