Blog Tour: KEPT IN THE DARK by Crystal J. Johnson and Felicity Vaughn #literallyyourspr
Welcome to Book-Keeping and my stop on the Literally Yours PR blog tour for Kept in the Dark, a new novella by Crystal J. Johnson and Felicity Vaughn! I've got all the details, an excerpt, and my review below.
About the Book
title: Kept in the Dark
authors: Crystal J. Johnson
release date: 1 Feb 2024
IN THE DARK, SHE IS HIS
Kept in the Dark, an all-new touch her and unalive, boy obsessed, dark paranormal romance novella from Amazon bestselling authors Crystal J Johnson and Felicity Vaughn is now available!
Life has never been normal for Vai Stockton. Her father’s fame as a legendary rock star has meant growing up in the public eye. Wild parties, sex, and drugs—she has done it all with cameras flashing, and now that she’s in her last semester of college, she’s ready to ditch her old ways.
Joining her father on tour was supposed to be a new start for Vai, setting her down a path of being a ‘good girl.’ That is until a one-night stand with a mystery man in a Ghostface mask sends her life spiraling in a new and dangerous way.
Jagger Knox is obsessed with one person: Vai Stockton. He’s always kept her in his sights, watching from a distance. But that all changes the night of the masquerade party when he seizes his chance to touch her for the first time.
One night of fun has led to a series of alarming letters from a stalker, and Vai is placed under the watchful eye of her smoking hot bodyguard, Greyson. But despite all the precautions taken to keep her safe, they are not enough to keep away the masked stranger who finds his way into her room every night.
And Vai was never really that interested in being good anyway.
**KEPT IN THE DARK is a dark paranormal romance with a guaranteed HEA. This story contains triggers. Please visit the authors' website for more details.
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Excerpt
“You look awfully deep in thought to be at a masquerade party,” a low voice says from beside me, and I startle before looking up at the speaker.
And up. And up.
He’s at least 6’3” to my 5’4”, and under the black hoodie and jeans that go with his Ghostface mask, I can tell he is built.
“Well, it is a masquerade party at a castle in Scotland, so surely that counts for something?” I say, recovering quickly.
“So, you’re either pondering world domination or the tragic deaths of queens who never got to rule their land.”
I raise an eyebrow and feel the gems crinkle against my skin. “How about both? I think I’d like to avenge their deaths.”
“Feisty.”
His mask makes it impossible to see his eyes, but the dip of his head tells me that he is taking in my sheer, blue, skin-tight dress. The thousands of precisely placed gems cover all the parts of my body I want to keep secret; it would be considered scandalous if I were out at a club. But at a Kirt Stockton party, I’m in modest attire.
“Why aren’t you taking all of that fiery energy out on the dance floor?” he asks.
The low rumble of his voice has my insides melting. It makes me want to lean into him and ask him to repeat his question. It’s been a minute since a man awoke something in me so quickly.
“I was waiting for someone I wanted to dance with. No one here has captured my attention.” I pause and let my gaze drift from his head to his toes and back again. “Until just a minute ago.”
He is so unlike everyone else here—no designer clothes and Italian leather shoes. The simple black sweatshirt with the hood drawn over his head and combat boots speak to an “I don’t give a fuck” attitude. That is exactly what appeals to me—no expectations.
Holding out his hand to me, the ghost says, “Then let’s not waste this opportunity.”
I don’t hesitate to take his hand, setting down my drink on the nearest table, letting him pull me out onto the dance floor. The music is louder than ever out here, closer to the blaring speakers, but it does nothing but fill me with more adrenaline.
He pulls me flush against him and I wrap my arms around his neck, swaying to the beat of whatever pop song is playing, something I vaguely recognize from the radio but isn’t really my taste.
However, I can’t deny it’s ideal to dance to, its beat perfect for moving my hips against the ghost’s, the rhythm just the right tempo to tease him as I trail my hands down his chest. I let my legs spread enough to allow me to slide down his thigh, looking up into those bottomless pits where his eyes lay, wondering what color they are behind the mask. Dragging myself back up, slow enough to let him feel that I’m not wearing anything underneath my dress, I whisper against his ear, “You danced with anyone else tonight, Ghost?”
A low groan vibrates through his chest before he says, “Not a soul.”
His answer shouldn’t affect me the way it does. Why should I care if he danced with anyone else? He is just one man in a never-ending sea of people.
“Good. Let’s keep it that way,” I say, and with a boldness that comes out of nowhere, I reach up to try to remove his mask. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I want to see what’s underneath.
He pulls back and his body stops moving with mine. I immediately regret my reckless overstep, hating the idea that I went too far. My gut ties in knots at the thought. God knows I’ve been on the receiving end more than once, and I would never want to impose on someone else like that. My lips part, ready to spew a heartfelt apology, but I’m stopped.
The ghost slides his hands around my waist, pulls me against his hard body, and we move to the music again as if we are one being. “You’re a wicked little creature, aren’t you?” he asks, the chill from his mask pressing to the sensitive area below my ear.
“So I’ve been told,” I breathe in relief, pressing my pelvis against his to see if he’s as turned on as I am.
He is.
His fingers dig into my hips. “Fuck, I don’t think I can resist you.”
Bringing one hand around to his chest, I pull him down close to me by the front of his hoodie. “Who said you needed to resist me? I don’t see anyone here telling us what to do.”
“If you knew the thoughts running through my head, you might not be so quick to tempt me.”
I lift a brow and a daring smirk tilts my lips up. “Try me.”
My 5-Star Review
I was so eager for Kept in the Dark to release, as I'd been hearing about it from Crystal and Felicity on their Instagram for a long time - and then when the cover reveal happened with Ghostface_GulfCoast (here on Instagram) on it, I just about died! Phew! So I was thrilled to have the chance to read an early copy thanks to Literally Yours PR.
This is a novella, so I read it in one sitting, and wow did I love it! There was an element that I wasn't expecting, but in hindsight I absolutely should have (it is Crystal and Felicity after all, ha!). But the fact that it surprised me definitely didn't affect my enjoyment, or maybe even made it better! Jagger (who I simply *could not* picture in any way other than as Ghostface_GulfCoast, lol) was sooooo delicious. Vai is an amazing character, strong yet vulnerable at the same time. If you love the protector falls for protectee trope, you absolutely have to pick this one up and check it out. You'll finish this in one sitting and want to go back and read it again! Also, sign up for Crystal and Felicity's newsletter, because the two bonus chapters are so worth it.
Rating: 5 stars!
**Disclosure: I received an early e-copy of this book from Literally Yours PR and the authors for purposes of this blog tour.
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just thinking about the whole "what if Chuuya joined the detective agency along with Dazai?" and imagine him getting roped into Dazai's game of making everyone guess what their former jobs were (especially Kunikida)
Kunikida, watching skk bicker: btw did you guys know each other before this?
Chuuya: unfortunately yes
Dazai (at the same time): thankfully no
Kunikida: ???
skk:
Chuuya: ...sorry i meant no?
Dazai (at the same time): just kidding! yes we did
skk:
Kunikida: ?????
Kunikida: were you guys students?
Dazai: no
Kunikida: factory workers?
Dazai: no
Kunikida: you guys weren't like. criminals of some sort right?
Dazai: nope
Chuuya, whipping his head to look at Dazai: ???????
Kunikida, praising them after a mission: good work today! btw how did you know PM's routes so well?
Chuuya: tbh that's bc we used to w—
Dazai: —ander around that area :)
Chuuya: ???
Dazai: well Chuuya did. bc he was a bad bad boy who liked to hang out after dark in shady places and wouldn't listen to me when i told him the mafia is a very scaryyy place with very scaryyy people~
Chuuya: ?????
Kunikida: so you guys used to work together? what'd you guys do? any notable projects?
Chuuya, thinking about him and Dazai destroying an entire enemy organization overnight at age 16:
Chuuya, thinking about various other crimes they've committed:
Chuuya, nervously sweating: um. well,,
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