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Friday, April 26, 2013

The Pearl Trilogy Blog Tour and Giveaway

The Pearl Trilogy by Arianne Richmonde
 
 
 
 
 
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The Pearl Trilogy is a bundle of  the books Forty Shades of Pearl, Shadows of Pearl and Shimmers of Pearl.
 
 
Blurb:
 
Documentary producer, Pearl Robinson, is a beautiful and smart 40-year-old divorcee but has not had a date for over two years. When she meets Alexander Chevalier, a young French, Internet success story, she's stunned by his charm, beauty and sophistication, and startled by her strong feeling and desires for a man fifteen years her junior.
 
His looks, wealth and worldwide triumph with his social media site, HookedUp, means this powerful billionare can get any woman he chooses, but there is something about Pearl he finds irresistible...
 
The couple begins a passionate affair and Pearl's body is awakened in ways she never imagined possible. She is consumed by him and his magical touch. But jealous family members, Pearl's insecurities and other external forces are threatening to pull them apart.
 
This three-book series, Forty Shades of Pearl, Shadows of Pearl and Shimmers of Pearl folow the couple's tumultous and heart-rending relationship.
 
Will Pearl's shadowy past and Alexander's dark secrets meld them together as one, or split them apart once and for all?
 
 
Excerpt:
 
When Pearl and Alexander first meet
 
It's both a comforting and disconcerting fact that there's a franchise coffee shop on practically every corner of NYC. You don't have to go far to feed your addiction. I shuffle through the door, now back in my sneakers- New York City sidewalks do not favor high heels for any period of time. You can tell how long someone has been living in New York by their footwear. Comfort first. Heels are for visitors. Or women from New Jersey.
 
I stand in line and ponder over the rich choice I a presented with. A wave of guilt washes over me as I mentally tot up the money I've spent on superfluous coffee breaks over the years- money needed by charities, for water wells somewhere, for a child's education. Stop! Life isn't fair. Yum, Mocha Cookie Delight...coffee blended with mocha sauce, vanilla syrup, chocolaty chips, milk and ice. Or a Vanilla Cappuccino - coffee flavored with vanilla and blended with milk and ice - and fewer calories.
 
A man's voice interrupts my chocolaty train of though.
"So how did you enjoy the conference?" His accent is foreign, his voice deep and melodic.
 
I look up, feeling now dwarfed in my flat sneakers, petite against his tall, solid frame. The first thing I notice, at eye level, is the definition of his pec muscles underneath his sun-faded, pale blue T-shirt. He's tanned; I see he has a name tag just like mine from the InterWorld conference, which reads: Alexander Chevalier. My gaze rises higher and I observe a pair of penetrating peridot-green rimmed with dark lashes, friendly yet intense, looking down at me. His hair is dark, his face unmistakably European - yes, dare I say it, he even looks French, the profile of his nose strong, the jaw defined. He's handsome I feel a frisson shoot up my spine. He's smiling at me. My stomach flips. I'm speechless with surprise.
 
"Your name tag," he clarifies. "Were you at the conference around the corner?"
 
"Yes, I was." I can't say any more. I feel like a teenager. My mind is doing acrobatics, trying to figure out why his presence makes no sense at all. this man must have borrowed the tag of the real Alexander Chevalier. Why?
 
He's at the front of the line, now, talking in French to another woman. She looks familiar. I feel an inexplicable pang of jealousy. Absurd! I don't even know him. Get a grip! But then realize-
 
"I'll pay for whatever this lady's having too." he tells the woman serving behind the counter, and he pulls out a wad of notes. I notice a stash of hundred dollar bills which he is trying to surreptitiously stuff back into his jeans' pocket, without drawing attention to himself.
 
He turns back to me and looks at my name tag. "For Pearl," he adds, rolling his tongue around the R of Pearl.
 
My name suddenly sounds beautiful, not like a pseudonym a hooker might use, which is what I was relentlessly teased for in high school.
 
"Pearl," he says again. "What a beautiful name. I've never heard that before. As a name, I mean."
 
"Well, my parents were kind of hippies. Thanks for the compliment, though. I'll have a...a...um, I'll have a vanilla cappuccino,please. You really don't have to do that - buy me a drink, I mean."
 
I funble about in my 'handbag' - although it seems more like an overnight bag - and try to locate my wallet. I'm not used to strangers buying me drinks. My fingers can't seem to find my wallet, anyway. I often fantasize about inventing an inside handbag light that switches on automatically whenever you open it - I'd ake millions- they'd be sold at supermarket checkouts nationwide. My bag is pitch dark inside, I can see nothing.
 
"And what's your name?" I ask, still not believing that this man before me is Alexander Chevalier, the twenty-four-year-old nerd in the hoodie, as he appeared in the online photo. This Alexander is sophisticated - looks way older than that. Even though he's just in T-shirt and jeans, he's stylish. Very Alpha Male -  yet oozing  je ne sais quoi. I could describe him as 'beautiful' but he is so much more than that. There is an aura surrounding him of power and sexuality yet blended with unassuming sort of friendliness as if his good looks are accidental somehow.
 
He laughs. His teeth flash white and are almost, but not quite - perfect. An almost perfect, ever so slightly, crooked smile - disconcertingly sexy. "Very funny," he replies tapping his long fingers on his Alexander Chevalier name tag. "Oh, this is my sister, Sophie."
 
The Sophie sounds like Soffy. His accent is disaring me. I think of those classic, 1960's French films- Alain Delon movies -  yes, he does have that air about him - a yound Alain Delon - mixed with the raw, untamed sex appeal of Jean Paul Belmondo in his prime - What was that film? Ah yes, À Bout de Souffle - Breathless was its translation. That's how I feel now...
 
Breathless.
 
Review:
 
4.5 out of 5 Stars!!!
 
 
Warning: This review contains some very HOT content!!! 18 years+ recommended.
 
I am so glad I was able to read these as a bundle, and not have to wait. Otherwise, I think I might have had a coronary!
If you like 50 shades of Grey and the Bared to You series, you are ABSOLUTELY going to LOVE The Pearl Trilogy. They are addictive, heart-pounding, suspenseful, sexy, and change-your-panties-steamy!!!
 
I loved that Pearl was not a twenty-something young inexperienced girl. But rather a forty year old divorcee who had been in a dry spell for over two years that she referred to as "the desert". Like most women she believed the magical MO (multiple orgasm) was a lovely myth. That is until she meets Alexander.
 
Alexader Chevalier is an Alph Male in a very good way. Wise beyond his years. At  twenty-five, he is a driven self-made billionare, who owns the Internet company HookedUp, a dating site with a "Twitter" feel. He is serious book boyfriend material.
 
Their age difference did not seem odd while reading like I originally imagined. They complimented each other very well. You got the sense that they were destined for each other. Although, they had to overcome many internal and external forces.
 
"I know you, Pearl. I know that if you don't spend the rest of your days with me you won't be truly happy. I don't mean to sound conceited saying that but deep inside me, I feel exactly the same way. If we can't be together we'll both go through life half dead. Without you, I feel like my flame has been snuffed out. Without you I am half the person I should be."
 
The entire trilogy is super steamy. There were A LOT of fan-yourself HOT scenes!!
 
"I'm going to fuck you now like you deserve, you greedy little girl. You want my cock? All of it?"
 
"Please," I cry. "It's so big it scares me, though."
 
"Too big for you? Too big for your tight little pearlette? It's so tight. Like a virgin. I think it needs to be ripped open by my big cock. I think it needs that."
 
HOLY-SMOKES!!!!! Alexander is such a dirty talker. I loved every minute of it.
 
The music that accompanies the series is unique and adds so much depth to the story. There is an entire playlist for you to enjoy while reading it.
 
So if you are jonesing for an erotic read that will keep you on edge, hot and bothered, with an amazing love story. I highly recommend The Pearl Trilogy.
Author Bio:

Arianne Richmonde is an American writer and artist who was raised in both the US and Europe. She is the author of Forty Shades of  Pearl, Shadows of Pearl and Shimmers of Pearl, all full length novels in The Pearl Trilogy. She has written Glass-an erotic short story. She is currently writing a new novel, a suspense.
 
She lives with her husbad and furry family in France.
 
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