What happens when the one you want is the only one you can’t have?
My name is Sevin.
Homeschooled and sheltered by my ultra-religious family, I was always taught that lust was a sin.
Elle was the girl who’d been carefully chosen for me.
After a long-distance courtship, I’d be moving into her family’s guesthouse so that we could get to know each other in the months before the wedding.
Boundaries were set: no inappropriate touching, no kissing, no sex before marriage.
I’d accepted those rules and my fate.
Until I met the one I wanted to sin with.
That was when restraint became a problem…especially since the one wasn’t Elle.
It was her sister, Evangeline.
You know what they say about best laid plans.
My name is Sevin, and I have sinned.
Told in alternating points of view, Sins of Sevin is a full-length standalone novel. Contains graphic sexual content and harsh language. Only appropriate for adult readers age 18+.
Be prepared for an intensely emotional read!
I loved the emotions that came through in this story, and “intense” doesn’t even BEGIN to describe how much I felt throughout this whole book! Penelope is definitely very talented at getting a reader to feel exactly how she wants them to feel!
Sevin was absolutely wonderful to read! Tortured, sexy and sensitive all at the same time, he is currently my new book-boyfriend.
Evangeline was fighting her own demons, and the combination of her and Sevin, especially in the first half of the story, was some of my favorite writing.
While I wasn’t in love with the major aspect introduced in the latter part of the story and how it all played out (no spoilers!!!), the writing was still phenomenal and kept me glued to the pages.
This was my first “exclusively-written-by-Penelope” book, and if all of her books are this well-written, she just might be one of my new favorite authors!
***I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***
I loved the emotions that came through in this story, and “intense” doesn’t even BEGIN to describe how much I felt throughout this whole book! Penelope is definitely very talented at getting a reader to feel exactly how she wants them to feel!
Sevin was absolutely wonderful to read! Tortured, sexy and sensitive all at the same time, he is currently my new book-boyfriend.
Evangeline was fighting her own demons, and the combination of her and Sevin, especially in the first half of the story, was some of my favorite writing.
While I wasn’t in love with the major aspect introduced in the latter part of the story and how it all played out (no spoilers!!!), the writing was still phenomenal and kept me glued to the pages.
This was my first “exclusively-written-by-Penelope” book, and if all of her books are this well-written, she just might be one of my new favorite authors!
***I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***
SINS OF SEVIN EXCERPT
Copyright © 2015 by Penelope Ward
He quietly followed me into the dining room, carrying the flatware. The tension in the air was thick as he walked behind me around the oval table, setting down silverware after each plate I’d put down. It was like some weird game of musical chairs where awkward silence replaced the music. The hairs on my back stiffened. We weren’t saying anything, but it was as if I could feel the weight of a thousand words along with the heat of his body so close behind me.
When I noticed he’d just put a fork where the spoon was supposed to go, I switched it. “The forks go on this side, actually.” My hand was shaking. I couldn’t believe how little control I had over myself.
Noticing my nerves, he suddenly placed his hand over mine and whispered, “Stop.”
Chills ran through me. My heart started to beat faster. My nipples hardened. I hated my body for responding to him with equal amounts of fear and lust.
I turned to him, his hand still over my knuckles. It felt like I couldn’t breathe as he just looked at me.
My mother’s footsteps caused Sevin to move his hand off mine with lightning speed.
Mama entered, and we continued setting the table as if our stolen moment hadn’t happened.
Copyright © 2015 by Penelope Ward
He quietly followed me into the dining room, carrying the flatware. The tension in the air was thick as he walked behind me around the oval table, setting down silverware after each plate I’d put down. It was like some weird game of musical chairs where awkward silence replaced the music. The hairs on my back stiffened. We weren’t saying anything, but it was as if I could feel the weight of a thousand words along with the heat of his body so close behind me.
When I noticed he’d just put a fork where the spoon was supposed to go, I switched it. “The forks go on this side, actually.” My hand was shaking. I couldn’t believe how little control I had over myself.
Noticing my nerves, he suddenly placed his hand over mine and whispered, “Stop.”
Chills ran through me. My heart started to beat faster. My nipples hardened. I hated my body for responding to him with equal amounts of fear and lust.
I turned to him, his hand still over my knuckles. It felt like I couldn’t breathe as he just looked at me.
My mother’s footsteps caused Sevin to move his hand off mine with lightning speed.
Mama entered, and we continued setting the table as if our stolen moment hadn’t happened.
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