Friday, May 10, 2019

REVIEW TOUR: The Man I Can’t Have by Shanora Williams


The Man I Can’t Have 
(The Ward Duet #1) 
by Shanora Williams  
Release Date: May 9th Photographer: Wong Sim Model: Mitchell Wick Cover Design by Cover It Designs




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Blurb:
 
It started as a simple search for a landscape designer…

I wanted a beautiful backyard for my new home and my neighbors suggested I look into Ward Landscaping & Design.
The owner had no pictures of himself on his website, just a portfolio of nice outdoor sitting areas, pools, and vibrant gardens that I’d always dreamed of having.
Of course I hired him.
I expected to meet an average guy, but Mr. Marcel Ward is far from your average man. He’s handsome, and well-built, and his smile—though a rare trait—is truly infectious.
He’s every woman’s dream—a handsome, older man who doesn’t mind getting down and dirty to create something beautiful all because of his passion for it.
Unfortunately that lucky woman can’t be me.
Although Mr. Ward tests my limits, quickens my breath, and makes my heart skip a beat when he’s around, I’ve promised to devote myself to my husband.

So why am I falling for a man I know I can’t have?

What can you expect?

- An Alpha Hero (who is a bit of an asshole ;) )
- Super Steamy Scenes
- An Adorable Beagle Puppy
- SOOO MUCH ANGST



Ohhh Shanora Williams… guuurl… you’ve got such a way with words! I fell for these characters so darn quickly. It could have been the forbidden aspects mixed with these flaws that make the characters so understandable. Mrs. Williams crosses the life of forbidden and taboo… this isn’t a line I pass frequently. However, I’ve enjoyed every single one of Shanora Williams’ previous books. The Man I Can’t Have is no exception.

We get Mrs. Williams’ normal major sex appeal… I mean Shanora Williams can make you wiggle during those sexy times like nothing else! The are intense and as hot as Hades! I know most people are going to look at the blurb or see the “Cheating” warnings and marriage… but doesn’t this reflect every day real life? I mean, how many marriages actually get through faithfully these days? I’m saying this as a married woman for over 12 years. I’ve been faithful and I believe with 100% my entire heart that my husband has been faithful, as well. However, I know statistics don’t lie and cheating is pretty common. Even then, I enjoy reading for the vacation in my mind… a brief visit to another life, another world so I don’t mind a visit to a book where my beliefs don’t match up. This is definitely way different to my beliefs. So, what does all my ramblings mean??? While you might not agree with what you are reading this isn’t a true story and it’s meant to be a story. It totally lives up to an angsty romance with drama and emotional feelings!

I received an ARC of this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.








Excerpt:
  “Let me know if you need anything, Marcel.”
“Sure will, Gabby.”
I grab the door handle, but not without noticing the smirk on his face.
When I close the doors, I can’t help sneaking a peek as I put my tea back in the fridge. Mr. Ward—Marcel—is standing with a shovel in hand. He stabs it into the ground, leaving it standing upright, and then he crosses one arm over the other, reaches down for the hem of his shirt, and pulls it up, right over his head.
With the sun beaming directly on him, of course he stands out. His tan skin is unmarked minus one long scar right below his right rib. He’s sculpted but not bulky, almost like he does just as much cardio as lifting to get his lean, toned appearance. His abs lead down to a sharp vee that disappears beneath his belt buckle and jeans. A few hairs jump out from beneath the buckle as he grabs the handle of the shovel.
As he snatches the shovel out, he pauses midway. My eyes travel up to find his, and it’s then I realize I’ve been staring. He narrows his eyes a bit, but a smug smile lightly tugs at the corners of his lips.
“Oh, shit!”
I back away, bumping into the nearest counter edge. When I hear one of the men yell something, I look again, glad Marcel has moved away from the windows of the doors to tend to the person. I hurry back upstairs, and this time I don’t look back, even though a small part of me is dying to see those abs one more time.


About the Author:
  Shanora Williams is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who loves writing about flawed heroes and resilient heroines. She is a believer that love outweighs all, but doesn't have a problem making her characters fight for their happily ever after.She currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina and is the mother of two amazing boys, has a fiercely devoted and supportive husband, and is a sister to eleven.
When she isn't writing, she's spending time with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing down chocolate chip cookies.



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