End of the Innocence by Alessandra Torre * Blog Tour & Review

End-of-the-Innocence_kindleEnd of the Innocence
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The End of the Innocence is the third book in the Innocence Series
Here are the links for the other books in the series.

Blindfolded Innocence
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The Diary of Brad DeLuca (1.5)
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Masked Innocence
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Synopsis for End of the Innocence:

He thought I owned him. He thought he loved me, that I was enough. But this animal, this sex god who could drive me crazy and steal my heart in the same breath, he would never be fully mine. It was impossible. No one ever owns a God.

Meet the Author:

Alessandra Torre is a new author who focuses on contemporary erotica. Her first book, Blindfolded Innocence, was published in July 2012, and was an Erotica #1 Bestseller for two weeks. The sequel to Blindfolded, Masked Innocence, will be released in February 2014.

Alessandra lives in the Southern United States and is married, with one young child. She enjoys reading, spending time with her family, and playing with her dogs. Her favorite authors include Lisa Gardner, Gillian Flynn, and Jennifer Crusie.

Learn more about Alessandra on her website at http://www.alessandratorre.com, or you can find her on Twitter (@ReadAlessandra) or her Facebook fanpage.

Krystle’s 5 Star Review:
First off, let me start this review off by saying I LOVE BRAD DELUCA! Like seriously, how much hotter can one get? He is alpha male to the extreme and just oozes sexiness and confidence. Everything he does is perfection. Every action. Every word. Everything. Just, yum! He is close to the top of the list of my ultimate book boyfriends and damn him…him and his “lifestyle” make me want to do things…okay, never mind…I’ll stop there. On to the review.

So yeah, anyways…End of the Innocence is the final book of the Innocence series by Alessandra Torre. This series just kept getting better and better (and hotter and hotter) with each book and I really enjoyed it.  Alessandra has a very unique writing style and so far I’ve loved everything I have read by her. It seems as though she keeps getting better and better with each book.

EotI is filled with characters that are so easy to love and root for. They are strong and super sexy yet vulnerable too. Their story is one I found myself wrapped up in and couldn’t stop thinking about for days on end after every book. Although some people could have seen the main characters as having an “insta-love” scenario I found it to be much more believable than most of these kinds of things and I thought it was a great relationship to read about.

EotI is a great ending to a great series. Although it is filled with some OMG-steamy scenes it also has a great story line filled with twists that kept me on the edge of my seat until the very end. Since I’m completely anti-spoiler I won’t give any hints as to whether I was happy or sad at the end of the book…but I’ll tell you I was pissed off at times and there were definitely a few tears.

I gave this book 5 stars and I think over all I’d give the whole series a 4.5 star rating. I’d definitely recommend it to anyone looking to switch up the normal love story because this is just so much more.

If you haven’t read these books yet do yourself a favor. You MUST meet Brad DeLuca! MUST. But don’t fall too in love with him cause I don’t want to have to fight you for him.


“I assume you know the business of this family?” It was a dry question, stated without malice or concern, directed at me.

I nodded, meeting his sharp eyes. “Yes.”

“And you find … issue, with this business?” He watched me closely, sitting back in his chair and studying me.

I stared back, my face expressionless. “Issue would be the wrong word. I disagree with your business practices. Issue indicates that I am confrontational in my disapproval.”

A slow smile spread over his face, a transformation that brought a hint of the good looks he must have once possessed. “That’s an interesting choice of words, Ms. Campbell.”

I said nothing, and he glanced briefly at Brad. “What exactly are your intentions with my son?”

“I intend to marry him.”

“Yes, I gathered that from my son. The issue is, Ms. Campbell, that marrying Bradley is not quite as simple as happily ever after. Do you love my son?”

I hesitated at the change in his tone, the question rolling harsh off his lips. “Yes.”

He leaned forward, fixating me with cold eyes. “Imagine your love for my son, if love is what it truly is. Whatever that love is, it won’t possibly compare what you will feel for your own children—what I feel for Bradley, as well as my other sons. Your children, whether they are number one or five, will be more precious to you than your own soul. And you, choosing him to marry, to father your children, are putting those future babies in danger. You will never be able to sleep soundly, knowing the evil that waits for them. You will never be able to vacation, or play with them in the park, without worrying about cars driving by, or men who look at you a moment too long. You are not marrying Brad. You are marrying this family, and endangering yourself and your children with that act. You may be scared of me now, child, but I am one family. There are four others, in this city alone, that have us dead center in their targets. You are not, and will not, be safe in this family. You are marrying into a lifetime of fear, and you need to understand that now, before it is too late.”

I listened to his words, understanding the reasoning behind them, my thoughts wandering down paths I had not even considered. I had been so worried about being against the Magianos that I had not considered what being part of them would entail.

“I am not marrying Brad for safety. I am marrying him because I am in love.”

He leaned back and smiled slightly, a cruel expression on his face. “Let me tell you a story about Bradley. We had a dog, an old mutt that used to sit behind one of our butchers. He would eat the scraps that we threw out each day. And one day we opened the shop to find him inside, his mouth bloody, meat still inside his mouth. I started to kill him, grabbed a meat beater from the counter and went to smash his skull in. But Brad stepped in front of me.”

He laughed, looking over at Brad. “The boy was eleven years old, and he stepped in front of me, his father, to save a dog.” He stood, leaning heavily on the cane, the movement slow and pained. “You don’t know the Italian way, but disobedience is not acceptable. I told Brad to leave or kill the dog himself. He refused, and stood his ground.” He shot Brad a look of disgust. “He defied me over a dog, a mutt, an animal not worth mopping the floor with.”

He looked into my eyes, stepping forward, speaking slowly. “I used the beater on Brad’s skull instead, knocking him unconscious with two blows. He spent four days in the hospital before he woke up. And his first question when he did?” He closed his eyes briefly. “The dog, he wanted to know about the damn dog!” He finished the statement with a snarl, his finger stabbing the air in Brad’s direction to punctuate the sentence.

“We had killed that dog before we even took Bradley to the hospital. Bradley risked himself for a dog—a trash animal he had played with in the alley one day. So yes, he is marrying you, but what does that mean to me?” He straightened and turned, walking carefully, his words tossed over his shoulder to me. “You are worse than a dog, Ms. Campbell. That dog was hungry, eating for his survival. You are eating to get fat, and ruining my son’s life with your greedy acceptance of his sacrificial offer. I am not surprised that he is marrying you. I am only surprised that you are stupid and selfish enough to accept.” He waved dismissively in my direction and closed the space to the window, leaning heavily on the sill and looking out toward the backyard. “Leave, I am tired.”


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