Monday, 16 November 2015

Review: Drake / Keir: Girl Wife Prisoner retold by Hanna Peach



 




 

Drake / Keir: Girl Wife Prisoner retold by Hanna Peach
Official Launch Date: Nov 17, 2015

 
Drake


I am Drake Blackwell. Some call me a monster, a wicked husband, a terrible son. It’s so easy to vilify me, isn’t it?


But I’m not the cheater. I’m not the wife stealer.


Noriko was mine. She was my wife. I could have made her happy if it just wasn’t for him. That gardener boy will have his chance to tell you his side of the story.


Here’s the truth.

 

Keir


What if…


Noriko and I.


You already know our story. So you know how it ends. I’m sorry. Some things are irreversible.


But others things, things like dreams for example, are not. Dreams are fluid as water, as changeable as the memory of the dreamer. Perhaps, then, I may be given license to re-tell our story the way I dreamed it. The way it should have been…


This is Girl Wife Prisoner told from Keir and Drake’s alternative perspectives. Please finish Girl Wife Prisoner before reading this book as it contains spoilers.

WARNING: This is not your typical romance. For ages 18+. There are scenes in this novel that infer or allude to physical violence.

 

Girl Wife Prisoner Complete Box Set by Hanna Peach

Official Launch Date: 17 November, 2015

This affair will destroy them all.


This is a specially priced complete Girl Wife Prisoner box set.

Girl Wife Prisoner


Drake Blackwell is successful, controlling, and hiding a violent family past. He just made his latest investment: Noriko.

Imported from Japan and wed to a stranger, Noriko struggles to stick to the rules of a Good Wife. Drake can't seem to love her, not the way she wants to be loved. She dreams of freedom beyond the gates of Blackwell Manor.

She meets Keir, a passionate young gardener who shares her desire to break free. He gets under her skin and ignites a fire in her she can't ignore. In the midst of her quiet desperation she thinks she has found happiness. And a glimpse of hope.

But this affair can't last...can it?


There is a darkness lingering, but not how you’d expect. There are monsters, but not as you usually know them. The truth is, in this story, no one is completely innocent. And it’s always darkest before the dawn.

 

Drake


I am Drake Blackwell. Some call me a monster, a wicked husband, a terrible son. It’s so easy to vilify me, isn’t it?


But I’m not the cheater. I’m not the wife stealer.


Noriko was mine. She was my wife. I could have made her happy if it just wasn’t for him. That gardener boy will have his chance to tell you his side of the story.


Here’s the truth.


Keir


What if…


Noriko and I.


You already know our story. So you know how it ends. I’m sorry. Some things are irreversible.


But others things, things like dreams for example, are not. Dreams are fluid as water, as changeable as the memory of the dreamer. Perhaps, then, I may be given license to re-tell our story the way I dreamed it. The way it should have been…

 

WARNING: This is not your typical romance. For ages 18+. There are scenes in this novel that infer or allude to physical violence.


 
 
 

Goodreads Books Links
 
Drake / Keir: Girl Wife Prisoner retold: Goodreads
Girl Wife Prisoner Complete Box Set: Goodreads
 
 

Excerpts



Drake



Noriko.

That was her name.

And now she was Noriko Blackwell. She was my Riko. My wife.

She was waiting for me beyond this door. I lifted my fist to knock and found I had to clear a tiny knot in my throat. Was I…nervous?

Ridiculous. Mr. Blackwell, CEO of Blackwell Industries, did not get nervous. I smoothed down my freshly washed hair and knocked.

I opened her door, stepped inside her bedroom and faced her fully to take in my first look at my wife.

She stood across the room, her fragile body precarious in a pair of towering heels, a black dress that hugged her tiny waist and skimmed over her slim hips. Her dark long hair framed her sweet face, her lashes cast down, her lips a natural pink.

“Noriko.”

“Mr. Blackwell,” she said, her voice as soft as falling snow.

“Please, call me Drake. Are they all treating you well?”

“Very well.”

“Good. Very good. Do you like it here?”

“I do, sir.”

Sir. She spoke to me like I was her teacher. “Noriko, you’re my wife. Call me Drake.”

“Yes, sir, I mean, Drake.”

“Come closer.”

She took several wobbly steps towards me, stopping just past halfway across the room. Not nearly close enough. I closed the gap between us in two strides, causing her to gasp.

Her onyx eyes, wide and pointed at the corners reminding me of a cat’s, caught my gaze before darting away to stare at the ground. Her mouth was a tightly closed rosebud and a pale pink color. She didn’t have any lipstick on. In fact, she was barely wearing any makeup, just a touch of mascara darkening her lashes. A natural beauty if I ever saw one. “You’re even more beautiful in real life.”

“Thank you.”

I lifted my finger to her cheek to feel her skin. Damn. She was softer than anything I had ever touched. A blush deepened under her pale skin. Was she this soft everywhere else? I traced down her neck and to her shoulder where I flicked off one shoulder strap, then the other.

Time to see exactly what I had acquired.

“Turn around.”

She obeyed. She smelled fresh, uncluttered by expensive perfumes that women usually wore like a cloud around them. Just a hint of coconut. Her shampoo, perhaps. I wanted to press my nose into her hair to make sure. But I restrained myself. I didn’t want to scare her any more than necessary.

I brushed her locks aside to access the opening of her dress. My cock hardened at the sound her zipper made as I drew it down. When I let go her dress dropped obediently to the floor.

 

Keir

 

So we were back to being “friends” again. I was back to stealing glances and making excuses for brushing up against her. But this time it was different. Every time I was tempted to breach our agreement I remembered my promise, if you tell me that we can be friends I won’t ever kiss you again.

I hated it. But I meant it. I wouldn’t disrespect her by breaking it. Every time I came anywhere near the idea I would picture her face after she had been told that her father died and my heart would crack and any desire fled from me. I could never ever be the cause of pain to her. I would protect her happiness as if it were my own. I would put her needs over mine, always.

And that’s when I knew, for the first time in my life,

I finally truly loved someone.

 
 
REVIEW
 
 Keir
 
Girl Wife Prisoner was a love story unlike any other. It was beautiful, heartrending, and didn't exactly have the happily-ever-after one would expect.
 
I was thrilled to get to see things from Keir's POV in this retelling of Noriko's story. Keir instantly won me over when I read GWP. He was sweet and caring, and the love that blossomed between him and Noriko was so special it took my breath away. To be able to see Noriko, and feel Keir's desire for her, from his POV was almost magical.
 
As he battled his emotions, knowing Riko wasn't his, but needing her so badly, finally giving in and giving their love a chance. It was spectacular but so very tragic, and their love story is one that deserves a place right next to the likes of Romeo & Juliet, and other such greats.
 
 
Drake
 
I was most intrigued to get to read Drake's story. He was an enigma. Throughout GWP his presence was immense and intense even though he didn't make too much of an appearance, and I had a feeling that there was much more depth to this man who seemed so cruel and despicable.
 
I loved that Peach wrote this story, allowing her readers to get a real sense of who Drake was, and the motivation behind his actions. It almost made him endearing...almost. I have to say that my heart warmed for Drake, and I wish Noriko had had the opportunity to read this book, because she would have seen a whole other side to the husband she didn't know and couldn't love. Maybe, just maybe, things would have worked out a little different for everyone.
 
Although nothing can excuse Drake's behavior, I enjoyed getting to know him better, and I really was quite sad for him. He seemed lost, clutching on for dear life, begging to be loved, but going about it the wrong way.
 
Noriko, Keir and Drake's tragic love story is one that will stay with me forever. It was spellbinding.
 
 
 
 

About the Author


Hanna is the bestselling author of the Bound romantic suspense series and the Dark Angel fantasy series. Although she writes in more than one genre she can’t write a book without weaving together a complicated plot and filling it with twists. She writes what she believes: good people can do bad things, ordinary people can do great things, and choose love above everything.


Eternally restless, Hanna has lived in Indonesia, Australia, Germany, Scotland, England, Croatia and Ireland – everything she owns fits into one suitcase. She’s planning her next move with her gorgeous (and understanding) partner right now.


If not writing, she can be found wandering a dusty market in Marrakesh or trekking a mountain in Peru, often using her travels as settings in her novels.


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