"Watch out for this author! Sweden Reese comes storming onto the scene with The Southern Gentlemen. This 2 book series that is one wild, romantic thrill ride, with a sexy, protective alpha and a heroine who probably needs to be saved from herself. The chemistry between Nolan and Lola is off the charts! Jump aboard for the wild ride and prepare to strap on your parachute!"
--Que Sara Sera Book Blog
"I read this duet in one breath. I absolutely couldn't put it down...It's a rollercoaster ride until the very end. Why? You can find everything from tension and betrayal, dominance and submission to love and feelings so deeply seated that you couldn't believe these could even exist...And you know the feeling when you have to put the book down because you love your family and you have to do something together? Right at that moment I wanted to cry because I just wanted to know what happened next."
"Ms. Reese has created a love story for all time in this life changing novel brilliantly crafted with both types of readers--the average romance reader and the seasoned player--in mind. The story strikes at the chord of what exists between the two in a Power Exchange. The very real need of a Dominant to protect and cherish and the very real strength of a submissive to release control."
--Lives and Loves of a Book Nerd
"I haven't quite read an erotic romance like this that had so much suspense and sizzling, erotic chemistry...A breathtaking, exciting romance that has some very delicious BDSM...From incredible heart-thumping suspense, to the most wowing eroticism, to the sweet sweet romance, this book does NOT leave you disappointed. It will have you needing to do a reread to capture all that you felt all over again because it was THAT mouthwatering good!"
--Marie's Tempting Reads
"You know how you see a book that has a ton of good reviews and you think to yourself, 'It can't really be that good, can it?' Well, I can unequivocally say this book was amazing and worth 5 stars...I would rank Sweden Reese right up there with romantic suspense authors Sylvia Day & Maya Banks."
"Is it getting hot in here, or is it just me? I feel like this was my personal mantra the entire time I read The Southern Gentleman...There wasn't a minute I was able to put this book down. Pretty certain I stayed locked up in my room the entire time. This is one book you do not want disruptions for. The thrill, the sexiness, the characters themselves, it was all just a wonderful read that I just didn't want to end. Both Protective Instinct and True Consequences are easily my top favourite reads right now."
"The Southern Gentleman books are a must read!! Every single thing about these novels had me on the edge of my seat, tapping my screen, dying to figure out what was going to happen next...Nolan and Lola have the perfect connection. They have the tension and steam between them, however, their connection also runs much deeper."
--My Slanted Bookish Ramblings
From the Author
His profile against the dimly lit sports car window was like an Italian Renaissance sculpture, with a straight nose, square jawline and full, chiseled lips pressed firmly together.
"You're Secret Service?" Lola asked.
He shook his head and spoke in an amused tone. "Do I look like Secret Service to you?" He had an amazing voice, low and smooth like melted butter, with a southern drawl to match. "I'm a fixer."
"Clients hire my agency to arrange various business matters, manage their public image, advise them in a crisis, that sort of thing."
Lola sniffed. "Things like abducting a legal adult and forcing her to travel against her will?"
He swept her with a look that halted her breathing. In the flashes of illumination from passing streetlights, his chocolate eyes seemed to see straight through her.
"I'm not here to force anything, Miss Randall. I just want to have a little chat...Then you can decide whether to come home with me--which you will because you seem like a smart girl."
His smug condescension made her blood pressure spike. He was speaking as if she were about twelve years old, not to mention he'd already smacked her bottom like a wayward child. Her cheeks heated at the recollection.
But she couldn't help staring at his oversized hands, noticing how one dwarfed the vintage leather steering wheel while the other wrapped proprietarily around the wooden gearshift. He wore a beautiful stainless steel Cartier men's watch that contrasted sexily with the golden tones of his olive skin. She watched the muscles in his forearms shift as he masterfully navigated the city streets.
His hands were notably attractive, with broad palms, long, thick fingers and a sense of coiled power emanating from them. Images flashed through her mind of his hands working her body commandingly in a dozen private places--squeezing her breasts, manhandling her bare bottom, sliding insistently against the sensitive bud between her legs...
Her intake of breath was audible in the silent cabin.
The car rolled to a stop at a red light. He looked down at her, caught her gaze and held it. His tone was low and intimate. "Are you all right, Miss Randall?"
A frisson of excitement passed through her core. "I'm fine," she said faintly.