Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Book Tour : Neighbors by Stylo Fantome


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Things a good neighbor can do for you:
1. Give you a cup of sugar
2. Let you borrow his lawnmower
3. Water your plants while you're on vacation
4. Make your eyes roll back in your head with his tongue
Katya Tocci has never paid much attention to who lives next door - her career always kept her too busy. She's a good girl, working her way to becoming the most sought after cake designer in all of San Francisco.
But even a good girl's gotta cut loose once in a while, right? So one fake dating profile later, and she's ready to tarnish her squeaky clean image. Little does she know, her fun time is closer to home than she ever imagined.
Throw in a neighbor who wants to corrupt her, and another who just wants to own her, and her entire world is flipped upside down.
Who knew neighbors could be so helpful?
 

Let me start by saying that Katya Tocci is one kickass chick! I LOVED this character. She may have started out seeming all prim and proper, she may have had hesitations about trying new things but she just went for it. Bull by the horns...went.for.it. She owned what she wanted and took what she needed. When she was faced with doubts she bulldozed through them. Betrayals and lies? Faced them head on, stood her ground, said her peace. She's the kind of heroine that can be vulnerable, maybe even a little weak, but strong-as-hell, all at the same time. I loved that Stylo let Katya evolve this way. She was no man's doormat.

Second, I was totally #TeamLiam. I know everyone is about The Wulf but it took a long time for me to connect to him. Katya would say these things about Wulf, about having this connection but I just didn't feel it until much later on. Even so, Liam and Wulf were such cool characters. So different. Package them together and they were the perfect man.

The one hiccup I had with the story was the big twist. There were so many blatant clues along the way that right as things were starting up in the very beginning I'd formulated a theory that happened to be completely right. Maybe that was intentional, maybe it wasn't, I don't know. When everything comes to a head towards the end it wasn't shocking, or twisty or WTF for me. But how Katya handles her feelings and relationships with Liam and Wulf is another reason I loved her so much, and even in some ways loved Liam and Wulf more as characters.

The raw emotions Stylo was able to create between the characters was crazy good. One moment I'd be anxious as hell, the next laughing because really there was nothing else I could do and then I'd be heartbreakingly crushed or swooning. I cannot wait for book two to see what happens with Katya, Liam and Wulf. I anticipate even more page-gripping bouts of anxiety, swooniness, humor, tears and girl-power-fist-pumping.


It was no joke.
Liam had been waiting in the lobby for her at nine o'clock, sharp. Liam Edenhoff – “but everyone calls me Eden” – he'd introduced himself again to her before guiding her out to a taxi he'd had waiting.
She felt a little nauseous. She'd chugged down another half bottle of wine, and some crème de menthe, before heading downstairs to meet him. She'd almost talked herself out of going, but she'd made the mistake of telling her roommate Tori about the whole fiasco. Apparently, Katya owed it to women everywhere (and Tori in particular) to explore this opportunity to its fullest. She'd all but been shoved out the apartment, the door slammed and locked in her face.

“Nervous?” Liam Eden-whatever-his-name-was asked her as the cab slowed to a crawl.
“Nope,” Katya's voice sounded overly loud.
“Liar. Tonight is gonna be an interesting night, angel cake.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“What's your last name?”
“None of your business.”
“Okay then – when the gang bang starts, I'll tell them to call you Katya X.”
She couldn't stop the blush from happening that time. Liam burst out laughing, then soothed the sting by grabbing her hand.
Even when they got out of the cab, he didn't let go of her. Normally, she would've been uncomfortable with a stranger assuming such a familiarity with her, but this time, she was thankful for it. She held onto him tightly as they walked down a crowded street. Then they turned into an alley, and his gang bang joke didn't seem so funny. He led her to a plain door, above which a simple, small, neon sign spelled out “The Garden”. Outside were several small groups of people, chatting and smoking. Some of them called out greetings to him, all of them using his nickname, but a large and scary looking bouncer addressed him very properly.
“Hey, Mr. Edenhoff, wasn't expecting you in tonight. Any problems?”
“Nope, just bringing a friend to show her the place, let her see what I do for a living.”
All the blood was quickly rushing from Katya's limbs, pooling somewhere in her stomach. None of this was a joke. He really did own the place, that much was obvious.
As Liam led her through the door, though, Katya actually felt a surge of confidence. She was still nervous, still more than a little scared, but she was okay with it. Liam seemed like a nice guy, he wasn't going to take her into some dark room and insert foreign objects into her orifices. She could leave whenever she wanted to, whenever it got too uncomfortable. Everything was fine, and for once, she was doing something exciting. She'd een have something interesting to talk about at work the next day.


Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ... forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me.
Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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