Posted June 25, 2015 by Maria in Blog Tour, Book Recommendation, Book Release, Book Reviews / 0 Comments


* SHATTERED BY YOU (a Tear Asunder novel, Book 3) by NASHODA ROSE * NEW RELEASE * BLOG TOUR * BOOK REVIEW * GIVEAWAY *Shattered by You by Nashoda Rose
Also by this author: Take, Perfect Rage (Unyielding Book 3), Five Second Rainbird (Underground Horsemen #1)
on June 22, 2015
Genres: Dark Romance
Format: eARC

What started out as a deal quickly became a friendship that conquered monsters.


I killed, but I escaped hell.

Emotionless. Disconnected. Cold. A mannequin. It’s what I’d become in order to survive the years held in captivity. I was able to endure the abuse and devastating loss as long as I remained detached.

But he wouldn't let me.

Crisis, the bass guitarist in my brother’s rock band, Tear Asunder. He’s cocky, rude, a total man-whore. But the rock star has far more beneath the surface of his inked skin, and he’s determined to make me laugh again.

He made me a "deal", but really, it was blackmail.

His terms were simple. Until his playful honesty became the building blocks to something unexpected. Something strong enough to pull me from the eye of the storm.

Because even though I escaped years of abuse, it didn’t mean I was free.

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“When you laugh…” he paused as if thinking about it, “it’s like being handed a piece of you that no one else has ever seen.” ~ Crisis

I knew as soon as I met Crisis in With You, he was going to be a special character, one that I had to get to know. Imagine my excitement when I learned author Nashoda Rose was going to write his story. I was jumping up and down. His book is everything I hoped for and more. Author Nashoda Rose tells a beautiful story of a man who finds himself drawn to a young woman so damaged and locked within herself, she may never heal enough to let him in and trust again.  Crisis is the guitarist of the rock band Tear Asunder. He is cocky, talented, arrogant, loyal, sexy as hell and has a heart of gold. Haven is quiet, withdrawn, angry, beautiful with a terrible past and secrets she wants to keep buried. She is Ream’s sister, the lead guitarist for Tear Asunder, adding more drama to the story. But Crisis’ character is determined to help her. Haven is lost and confused but refuses to be a victim of her past.  She trusts no one but Crisis refuses to go away. He won’t leave her alone. And so a friendship begins and evolves.

“I want to be the one to erase all that. I want to be the one to give you what you deserve.”

Nashoda Rose has a unique writing style which I love. She develops tension and chemistry between the characters, slowly, a smoldering fire that grows and intensifies to a roaring blaze. There is no insta-love, which I really like because a girl with her past swooning instantly wouldn’t be realistic at all. The author stays true to her characters.  They have depth. Their banter is funny, laced with innuendo but sweet, too. And when you get there, the steamy scenes are sizzling with heat. I love the alternating POV. It’s my favorite because I love being inside each character’s head and knowing how they really feel. The story flows and the pacing is perfect, keeping me turning page after page. I could sense something was coming. But the author hit me with a twist I didn’t expect. And it is good.

Haven’s story is heartbreaking and tragic. It’s evil and twisted but she is hauntingly beautiful. Crisis is the bad boy, flirty rock star cliché personified. But he is so much more. Together, they are fantastic, even if we, the readers, know it before they realize what is happening. The tight knit relationships between all the characters is evident and crucial to the story.  I fell in love with this series with the first book and cannot wait to read the next one. Fans of this series will not be disappointed. I always worry when it’s a series that the following books may fall short. Not the case with the Tear Asunder series.  Nashoda Rose just keeps getting better. Highly recommend this book and the entire series, including the spin off, Perfect Chaos. If you like dark, twisted, emotional reads, this series is for you. Loved it!

“You’re perfect. You’re my perfect…and I’m yours”






~ Excerpt ~



I woke up to my phone buzzing on the nightstand. I rolled over and put the pillow over my head. My leg muscles ached from my run last night, having pushed myself farther and longer than usual. The wind had been strong, trying to unhinge me with each step. I refused to give in. I’d win this fight. I’d kill the monsters. I’d watch them bleed until they no longer lived inside me.

But they did. My last few episodes proved that.


I sighed and tossed the pillow aside.

“Pick up your phone,” Crisis called through the door.

Oh, my God. “What are you doing outside my door?”

“Pick up your phone and find out.” I heard a thump on my door.

I reached over and snagged my phone.

Move it, Ice. We’re taking out the big tractor.

I scrolled.

Don’t ignore me, baby.

Third text.

I made coffee.


Okay, maybe not yet, but I will.


I’ll just sit outside your door until you get your ass out here.

I glanced at the time on the screen. Nine. “It’s Sunday. I’m going back to sleep,” I called, then tossed my phone aside and rolled over, tucking the sheet under my chin.

The door burst open and quickly shut again. Crisis leaned against it, his lips pushed together with that familiar crease between his eyes. “Our brother is a fuckin’ Terminator. I swear he has radar in his head that goes off every time I talk to you.”

My eyes narrowed in on him; he was so full of crap. “Crisis. Get out.” My brother wasn’t—

A light knock sounded on the door. “Sis?”

Shit. I sat up, making certain to keep the sheets covering me because I was wearing a pink silk negligee with skimpy spaghetti straps and it barely covered my breasts. Kat had bought it for me when I first came to live with them, along with a drawer full of panties and bras. She said, ‘every girl deserved to have beautiful negligee next to her skin.’ At first, I balked, internally of course, wanting nothing to do with anything sexy. But after a few months feeling the soft silky material on my hands as I pushed them aside in my drawer . . . I tried one of them on.

I’d never had anything but cheap clothes, and the negligee felt nice against my skin. It made me feel . . . good about myself.

Crisis crossed his arms and I couldn’t stop from glancing at his tatted biceps. Then my gaze trailed down his hard muscled body to strong thighs clothed in worn jeans hanging low on his hips.

God, where was my head? It was too early in the morning and I was wavering under the sweet clenching between my legs and the whirl in my belly. He was a rock star, a hot rock star who was always on social media. Triple hard limit.

“Haven? I just saw your door close.”

I cleared my throat and gestured to Crisis to get away from the door before my brother barged in, saw him and jumped to conclusions. He pushed away and came straight for me, his eyes sparking a mischievous glow.

My brother knocked again. “We’re going to brunch today at Georgie and Deck’s. I’d really like you to come.”

Fine. Crisis wanted to play . . . he froze halfway toward the bed when I raised my brows and smiled. He shook his head back and forth and mouthed, “Don’t do it.”

“Yeah, come in,” I yelled.

Crisis dove for the bed, threw the duvet up in the air and landed flat on his stomach, the cover settling over him just as Ream strode in. I lay frozen beneath the covers, my heart racing, and a whoosh of blood charging through my veins. My breath hitched as warm heated air brushed across my bare thigh and goose bumps popped up along my skin.






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About Nashoda Rose

Nashoda Rose is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave.

When she isn’t writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dogs at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers and chatting about her addiction—books.

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