Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Launch Day Blitz: Elect (Eagle Elite #2) by Rachel Van Dyken

Release Date: December 10th, 2013
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Would you die for the one you love?

Nixon Abandonato made his choice. And now he has to pay the price. Tracey is the love of his life, but being with him has made her a target of his family's enemies. The only way to keep Trace alive is convince the world she means nothing to him. 

Trace Rooks has fallen irrevocably in love with the son of her family's sworn rival, and she knows in her bones nothing can tear them apart. Until Nix suddenly pushes her away and into the arms of his best friend... But Trace isn't ready to give up on a future with Nix--and if he won't fight for them, she will. 

In the end, a sacrifice must be made. A life for a life. For what better way to cover a multitude of sins than with the blood of a sinner . . .

published on December 29th, 2013

Rachel Van Dyken made me love the Eagle Elite series in the first book, but in this second book I totally adore them! 

Elect is even funnier, hotter, messier, more romantic and with more mafia style than the first book, and what makes it even more irresistible is the love triangle going on between Nixon, Tracey and Chase in order to keep Tracey safe. I had high hopes when I started reading this book, and Rachel Van Dyken did not disappoint me.

Elect picks up right where Elite finished. The war between families that started in the first book is still ongoing and now they also have the visit of what we could call the original mafia family. Also, in this story, Nixon sacrifices everything for the love of his life: Tracey. And in order to keep her safe, he leaves her with his cousin, the other boy that is in love with Tracey.

It was the best, hottest and most difficult love triangle I ever read about. Nixon seems to be the perfect fit for Tracey. He's bossy, only follows his own rules and would be the perfect definition of bad and dangerous boy. While Chase, is more softer than Nixon. He can be categorized in the good boy section. All taking into account that we are in the middle of a mafia war and the boys are part of a mafia family.

But how can you not fall for the bad boy who's risking everything, even his own life, in order to save you? And how can you not fall for the boy who's been there all the time and that seems that he would die for you, too, even if he knows that your heart belongs to his cousin?

Yes, it was difficult to decide between these two badass boys. But I think that I love a little bit more Chase. Rachel made me want him even more! Nixon sacrifices all, but Chase, too. In a different way since he's not the boss, but he'd also die for Tracey even when he knows she belongs to Nixon. Is all so heartbreaking!

The plot was simply amazing. Well built and leaving nothing behind, there's more action in this story than in the first one and we get to see new characters, too. And, as I said before, the love triangle between Nixon, Tracey and Chase thickens.

This story made me smile, cry, gasp and I simply couldn't stop reading. Full of unexpected turns and dangerous situations, a Shakespearean touch of impossible love, lots of hot, badass boys, redemption, suspense, drama, romance and betrayal. All with a mafia touch that made me love this book from the very first page until the end. It simply captivated me and made me crave for more! So I'm definitely waiting, anxiously, for the next two books: Entice and Elicit.

by Rachel Van Dyken

“Let’s make a pact.” Chase put his hand on my shoulder.
“A pact?” I sniffled and turned to him. “What kind of pact?”
“One that’s forever. One that protects people rather than hurts them.”
“How do we do that?” I was suddenly interested. What if I could make all the hurt go away? What if I could save everyone!
“We do this.” Chase pulled out his pocketknife and cut open his hand, then nodded to me to do the same thing. Without pausing I cut open my hand and handed back the knife. “Blood brothers. We’re never gonna hurt each other and we’re gonna save those like your ma, Nixon. Ones who can’t save themselves. We’re going to protect them.”
“How?” I watched as the blood dripped from my open palm.
“Rules.” Chase shrugged. “They keep people safe, right? At least that’s what my mom says.” He smiled. “We make rules and we start our own club. That way, we don’t have to listen to anyone but us.”
I liked it. I chewed on my lower lip. “What do we call ourselves?”
“The chosen?” Chase offered.
“No, that sounds lame. We have to sound… more powerful than that.”
My eyes flickered to the road, and a sign poked into the ground. It said election. “Elect.” I pointed. “Let’s call ourselves The Elect.” It made sense; after all, the president was elected, wasn’t he? We weren’t exactly chosen, but we were making the choice, we were electing ourselves protectors. That’s what we were.
“Who else can join?” Chase asked.
“Tex and Phoenix. They’ll want to.” A weight suddenly felt like it was being lifted off my twelve-year-old shoulders. “Should we shake on it?”
“Yeah.” Chase smashed his hand against mine as our blood mixed. “No going back, Nixon.”
“No.” I shook my head. “No going back.”

I pressed my fingers to my temples and watched, replaying that moment over and over again in my head as the outline of Chase and Tracey flickered in the moonlight. Would he really do this to me? After all the shit we’d been through?
I gauged her reaction, hoping that I would be wrong. Praying to God that Trace would just this once listen to me. Her eyes flickered with interest for a few brief seconds before she looked down at the ground.
“Shit.” I waited in the shadows. A part of me knew this would happen. The part that told me to damn my feelings to hell and ignore all the warning signs that I’d been seeing. But now it seemed like it was too late. I stayed, planted where I was, watching, waiting.
“Chase, you can’t…” Trace shook her head. “You can’t be like this. We can’t do this!”
“We aren’t doing anything,” Chase said in low tones, reaching for Trace’s hand. “Don’t you?” He looked directly at me, although all he saw was a shadow. I knew I was well hidden. “Don’t you feel the same way?”
Trace jerked her hand away from Chase’s. “It doesn’t matter what I feel. It’s not about me, Chase.”
“But it is.” Chase reached for her again. This time her hand grasped his in such an intimate embrace I thought I was going to vomit all over the ground. The outside air was cold as hell as little pieces of ice tried to find their way into my wool coat.
“It isn’t.” Trace sighed. “It never was.”
Chase jerked her toward him. She fell against his chest and looked up into his eyes. “What are you doing?”
Chase sighed. “What I should have done a long time ago.” He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips touched.
I had to look away.
The only sound in the night was that of my soft footsteps as I walked away… leaving my heart in broken pieces where I’d last stood. She was lost to me; it wasn’t even the Sicilians that had taken her, but my best friend.

A gunshot rang out loud and clear in the night air. I turned back around just in time to see Trace collapse into Chase’s arms.

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.

She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers!

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