Friday, November 17, 2017


Mr. North by Callie Hart
Release Date: November 16th

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Law student Beth Dreymon is out of money and struggling hard. If she wants to finish her degree, she’s going to have to earn some money and fast. When she learns of an exciting opportunity—playing chess with New York’s most elusive billionaire—the offer sounds too good to be true. Reassured the offer is legit, Beth gets her game face on and prepares to geek out...

Only, when she steps foot into Raphael North’s luxurious penthouse, the rulebook goes flying out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. North is beautiful and damaged—a terrible temptation—and he has his sights set on winning Beth over. He’s just a job, though. A job Beth needs in order to make ends meet. If she plans on making her life in New York work, she needs to keep her eye on the prize. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, however, and it isn’t long before Beth finds herself entangled in Raphael’s world of dark desire.





Beth should run from the devastatingly attractive blue-eyed devil, but Mr North has other ideas…and he’s about to make his next move.

I have to admit I was intrigued with this blurb.  I'm new to Callie Hart but wanted to give this a shot.  After finishing, I'm still kind of on the fence with this.  

I like billionaire books.  I like broody, secretive men.  I particularly like when those men are paired with smart, strong women.  So I was pretty excited to meet these characters.  To get to know them, see inside them and learn what made them tick.  

The start of the book had me commiserating with Beth-I've been that law student before and I have to say the thought of being able to wipe out student loan debt in this manner would definitely be tempting.  So I understood her motive pretty well-and I wanted to learn more about Raphael.

Raphael was a recluse and I wanted to know why.  I really did want to know what made him tick and behave how he did.  I can't say he ever had me swooning but he definitely had me thinking at times.

Once these two met I was ready for the story to take off.  For me though, the characters didn't develop enough for that to happen.  There were some twists and turns thrown in there that I could have done without and instead would have taken just some more of Beth and Raphael.  The writing itself was well done, and I was intrigued by the book, and I enjoyed a good portion of it.  I liked the beginning-it was the last portion of the book that really had me scratching my head.   This was my first Callie Hart book and I'll try her again.


Raphael North stands on the other side of the abnormally thick glass. He’s dressed in a plain dark blue t-shirt, and a pair of washed out blue jeans. His feet are completely bare. His hair is even darker than it was in his picture, if that’s at all possible. Almost curly, too. It’s then that I realize it’s wet—he must have just gotten out of the shower. There are small dark patches on his t-shirt where water has obviously soaked through the material.

He turns those startling vivid green eyes on me and I’m breathless all over again. It feels like I’m tumbling over some steep cliff face, a weightless sensation turning my stomach over as I fall. Inside, I’m back to wanting to flee the building. Externally, I’m praying to deities of faiths and religions all over the world that I don’t look like I’m about to slump in an unconscious mess on the floor right in front of him. My top lip begins to twitch—something that only happens when I’m really, really anxious. Without thinking, I press my fingertips to my mouth, as if I can put a halt to the twitching by touch alone. A strange look passes over Raphael’s face. A slight movement at the corner of his mouth. I can’t decide if it’s displeasure or amusement. Either way, the reaction is fleeting, barely noticeable at all, and then his face is a blank mask again. He places his hand on a curved silver handle on the other side of the door, and then pulls it toward him, opening it. There are no barriers now. Nothing standing between myself and a man whispered and gossiped about by an entire city. Screw that, an entire nation. I’m in an enviable position right now, but I’d gladly thank the universe if the ground opened up and swallowed me whole.

The first words Raphael North speaks to me will haunt me until the day I die. He angles his head ever so slightly to one side, then says, “Your toenail polish is chipped, Ms. Dreymon.”

Lord have mercy. His voice is deep but soft. It has no hard edges, but at the same time his tone is overflowing with self-confidence and command.

“I’m sorry, I…wasn’t aware of your no-shoe policy.”

About the Author

Callie Hart is a USA Today bestselling author of dark romance novels. She is an obsessive romantic who loves throwing a dark twist into her stories. Her characters are imperfect, flawed individuals who dictate when she eats, sleeps and breathes. She loves to travel, and often pens her books when she's on the road, drawing inspiration from her often unique and wild surroundings.

If she's not writing, you'll undoubtedly find her with her nose buried deep in a book, or binge watching Game of Thrones.

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