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The second standalone title in New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley’s Honey Series, THE FARTHEST EDGE is a seductive and rich love story available now!
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About THE FARTHEST EDGE (Erotic Romance)
Step into the Honey Club, where every sensual boundary will be tested in search of the ultimate pleasure…
Branch doesn’t exist. Living off the grid, he’s looking for a way to forget his past and the guilt that plagues him. But no woman has ever been able to bring him to the edge he craves.
After a traumatic experience of her own, Evangeline stepped away from the decadent world of the Honey Club. But when she gets Branch’s offer—to play without boundaries or commitments—it’s too tempting for her to refuse.
As their passion ignites, Evangeline and Branch push each other to their farthest limit, fulfilling their darkest desires while falling harder and deeper than they ever imagined.
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A war isn’t won in a day; in fact, when war is waged, there are ups and downs, starts and stops, and forward and backward movements.
Fighting a war when the enemy is a fucked up mindset with extreme amounts of baggage and self-loathing may not allow even a whole arsenal of weapons to obtain a victory, but that doesn’t mean the white flag needs to be raised…it just means different maneuvers have to be executed and implemented in a way that breaks down the impenetrable barriers and has the ability to offer counter moves when the enemy retreats, withdraws, and even leaves the battlefield.
If there’s one characteristic that Evangeline Brooks seems to have in spades, it’s the fact that she’s a fighter. As a Domme, she understands the type of control and strength that’s needed to wield a whip or a crop, and she also knows how to read situations and proceed with the required actions. And, even though the aftermath of the incident with her ex-sub, Kevin, redefined her life in a number of ways for the past year or so, the fact that she re-enters the lifestyle with a sub as challenging as Branch Dillinger seems to be from their very first encounter, unequivocally proves the type of kickass Domme Evangeline is as well as the fact that there is no way in hell she’ll allow Branch to completely evade her attempts at claiming something other than his cock, his ass, and his body without putting up one heck of a fight.
From the start of their play, Branch’s guard is up, which isn’t anything new since it’s been that way ever since his life went to shit and he became nothing more than a dead man living in the shadows. He’s upfront with Evangeline about what they will have and what they will not and he’s honest about the fact that he will walk away from what they share simply because he can’t be someone he’s not nor will he allow himself to be something more than he already is. Branch refuses to take the steps to heal himself because he believes he’s the problem…that his sins are too great and that allowing himself to actually have a life dishonors those who gave up theirs…those who no longer have what they should have had because it was taken away too easily.
If you’re an avid Kristen Ashley reader, you know that she creates diverse and multifaceted characters…those who have an array of attributes that both help and hinder the events that take place in their storyline. Evangeline and Branch are complex characters whose layers are slowly revealed throughout the course of The Farthest Edge. And, even though Evangeline is a what you see is what you get woman, the way she approaches life and understands what’s at stake when she starts things up with Branch makes her a highly dynamic character – one who adjusts to change with ease and who works around issues in order to acquire the outcomes she desires.
I don’t think readers truly get to the depth of Branch even at the end of their story, and I think that’s deliberate on Ashley’s part because if he’s not going to give Evangeline everything about his past then readers don’t deserve it either. But it does help that other characters play a role in unveiling the truth of Branch’s past and what it has cost him, and the advice that’s offered to Evangeline through those different avenues allows her to approach her battle with Branch in ways that he won’t see coming and ways that will make him heal even when he wouldn’t choose to do so on his own.
Evangeline and Branch’s relationship is a work-in-progress throughout the course of The Farthest Edge and as she brings him to that edge, preparing to take him over and provide a soft landing not for just his body but for his heart and soul as well, she does so knowing she may lose not only what they have but what she’s always hoped she’d get. But the victory will be worth the pain it takes to get there as long as when everything is said and done her big boy is willing to not just play but to live as well.
The world Kristen Ashley constructs in her Honey series is one that will push readers to the edge because it forces them to truly understand the Domme/alpha-sub relationship and acknowledge that the men who submit to their Mistresses are not masochists – at least not completely or pansies who willingly give up control in all facets of their lives; they are men who know what they need to get off and to free themselves from the metaphorical bonds that drag them down and won’t let go until they’ve submitted to a power that can help release them from the chains that confine them. It’s an enticing environment that Ashley creates, and even though it forces readers to step a bit out of their comfort zones with the kind of play that is illustrated throughout Evangeline and Branch’s play, it also clearly showcases just how sensual and beautiful that kind of relationship can be when a Domme and sub find a connection that they never want to surrender.
4.5 Poison Apples
She drove into the Honey, seeing the parking lot empty except for Aryas’s black Cayenne and a black GMC SUV, feeling that hunger grow.
Fun and done.
She grabbed the handles of her small bag before she opened the door and threw her leg out.
As instructed (by Aryas), she parked close to and approached the back door to the club.
As expected, it was open.
She moved through the halls, keeping centered and focused so as not to have any kind of freakout that the last time she was there, she’d been carried out by Aryas, beaten to hell and not giving a damn.
Because she might have been beaten to hell.
But the worst of it was, her heart had been broken.
She walked directly to Aryas’s playroom, known as the red room since it was decorated in reds, and the opaque shades that could be drawn down over the wall of windows to black out what was inside were the only shades in any of the rooms that weren’t black, they were red.
As she approached, she saw the red shades were drawn down.
She kept her gait steady.
It had been a year and the last scene she’d had was a bad one. She’d been assaulted at the same time she’d had a relationship end very, very badly with a man she’d thought she’d loved and was considering spending the rest of her life with.
A year ago.
This was now.
It was just a look-over anyway. It might be she wouldn’t like what she saw. Or he wouldn’t. And then giving any headspace to worrying what came after that was just a waste.
She was a Domme.
She’d trained under Mistress Sixxand Mistress Amélie, the two finest Dommes Evangeline had ever had the honor to see at play.
And before Kevin, even if she’d only been in her late twenties, she was one of the most sought-after Dommes at the Honey.
Now she was just thirty years old and she made good money. She took care of herself. She was successful. Educated. She wasn’t hard to look at. She had her own style in looks, clothes (and play) that she was honing to perfection.
She could do this.
She totally could do this.
She opened the door, stepped in and saw him.
She was so totally going to do this.
She closed the door behind her, dropped her bag and stood right where she was.
Aryas’s red room, known as his because this was mostly where he took his slaves, looked more like an opulent boudoir. Plush. Sumptuous. Heavy, carved furniture. Big, posted bed dressed in red and topped at headboard and ceiling with mirrors. Candelabrums everywhere.
No candles had been lit right then. The scene was not set, only red-shaded table lamps here and there were illuminating the space.
It still gave it a feel.
And that feel was good.
But more, the man before her was amazing.
About Kristen Ashley
Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.
Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).
Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.
And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.