RELEASING JANUARY 25, 2016
The sexiest, most mysterious Burke brother of all peels back his stage persona to reveal the real man—and the rock-hard body—behind the rockstar in the banging fourth book from New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart’s hot new adult series that began with Dirty Past, Dirty Secret, and Dirty Lies.
After witnessing an endless string of late nights, long tours, and eager groupies her world-famous father could never resist, Chelsey Young knows the dirty truth behind the glamorous façade of the rockstar life. Which is exactly why she takes hot as hell guitarist Kye Burke to bed when he decides he wants her.
One night. That’s how rockstars roll.
Unless your name is Kye Burke. The quietest of all his brothers, Kye’s style has never really been pumping and dumping, so pursuing Chelsey isn’t a hard choice for him. The hard part is keeping hold of the girl who’s hotter than the Sahara one minute then so cold even Antarctica wouldn’t touch her the next…despite the fact that they can’t stay away from each other.
The fact that he’s about to leave for L.A. to record the newest Dirty B. album doesn’t work in his favor, either. A long-distance relationship is the reason Chelsey’s parents divorced, and she’s sworn them off. Completely. Forever. No way.
Kye has two weeks to prove to Chelsey that he isn’t the kind of man her father is. She has two weeks to convince him that it’s never going to happen. But Kye didn’t get where he is by giving up…and even if it’s the fight of his life, there’s no way he’s giving Chelsey up.
“I’ve been to heaven and hell with those guys–all of them. They’re relentless, sure, but they’re respectful. They’re forceful but sweet. And, by God, they can be the biggest pains in the ass I’ve ever met, but when they love…””When Burke boys love, they love with everything they have and are. When the Burke boys love, they love forever.”
“I didn’t ask her to fall in love with me. I didn’t ask to fall in love with her. It just happened–like a fucking shooting star, we fell in love. Brightly, hotly, and so damn quickly that you’d miss it if you blinked.”
“Maybe real love doesn’t come from your heart at all–maybe real love comes from your soul, an inexplicable and unprovable part of the human existence that goes beyond all reason. After all, doesn’t love go beyond all reason? Isn’t love the greatest insanity anyone can experience? I think so. If love is insanity, then heartbreak is reality, and I’m strung between the two in a no-man’s-land, like I’m hovering on the edge of the cosmos.”
What can I say about Dirty Tricks? This book has so much heart and is so real. Kye and Chelsey are both so real and complex. Some may even say that Chelsey is unlikable. But that is not the case for me. Chelsey is tough and stubborn and so complex. Some may see her as a total bitch and that she is not worth Kye’s time. But, once you get to know Chelsey and you see who she really is, you understand why she is the way that she is. You being to understand why she is so closed off and has such high and guarded wall. It takes a special soul, a special type of person to be able to penetrate those walls, and that person is Kye. Kye is special in his own way. He is so unlike the other Burke brothers. He is softer and more thoughtful, but that doesn’t make him any less of an alpha male. Kye knew exactly what Chelsea needed even when she had no clue herself.
Dirty Tricks is the final book in The Burke Brothers series and I have to tell you, I am so sad to see them go. I have been a fan of this series ever since I got my hands on the very first book. With each book, I have managed to fall deeper and deeper in love with the characters and their stories. I fell in love with Kye and Chelsey immediately. I could just tell that their story was going to be special and it definitely was. Dirty Tricks had everything that I could have wanted and more. It had complex and intriguing characters. The story line was refreshing and filled with lots of heart. Chelsey’s character was frustrating and complicated, but ended up being the perfect match for Kye. Their road to HEA was not an easy one; they definitely had a lot of bumps along the way. But, seeing the two of them together…..you just knew. You knew that these two were meant to be. They challenged each other and didn’t let each other get away with anything. In the end, they were just perfect.
Dirty Tricks is a fabulous addition to The Burke Brothers series. This story will pull you and keep you captivated the entire time. Emma Hart has once again delivered an amazing read filled with lots of love, romance, and sexy good times. This book will frustrate you, pull at your heart and make you swoon all at the same time. There is just so much to love about Kye and Chelsey’s story. And the epilogue….It was absolute perfection. It may have even brought a few tears to my eyes. Fans of Emma Hart, this is a definite must read. It does not disappoint!
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book via the publisher and NetGalley, in exchange for an honest review*
“What,” Chelsey exclaims, “the hell is that?”
With a wide smile spreading across my face, I shove my hands in my pockets like a teenage boy and look at her. “A Christmas tree.”
“Are those . . . penises?”
“Like real ones?” She jerks her alarmed gaze to me.
“No. Just plastic.”
She flicks her tongue across her lips. “Uh-huh. Why do you have penises across your Christmas tree?”
“Because he’s an immature little bastard,” Leila answers for me.
“You didn’t stop me,” I shoot back.
“Hell no I didn’t. I cannot wait to see Mom’s face when she sees this!”
“When she sees what?” Mom’s voice creeps through the house ominously, and the close of the door after her sounds like the signal that I should run away.
“Uh . . . I’m just gonna go . . .to the store. . . .” I shuffle toward the door that connects the front room with the kitchen.
Chelsey lifts her eyebrows in amusement, and Dad grabs the back of my shirt so I can’t escape.
You wouldn’t think I was twenty-four. For numerous reasons, obviously.
“Kye Burke, why are there tiny penises on my Christmas tree?”
Her voice is calm. Really calm. I’m even more convinced that I should run. “Merry Cock-mas?”
Mom’s expression is somewhere between insane amusement and extreme frustration.
“I’m just gonna come back later . . .” Chelsey whispers, edging toward the living room door. “When there are less . . . cocks.”
“Good idea! I’ll come with you.” I wrestle out of Dad’s grip and dart behind him, through the kitchen, and into the hall.
Chelsey laughs and grabs my arm, dragging me back into the room. “I said I was going. I didn’t say you were escaping this cock-up.”
“Great choice of words,” Dad chuckles.
Mom pinches the bridge of her nose. “I should have known that when three boys left, one boy would have to make the impression of three,” she says, mostly to herself. “I should have known that the one who never left his little peep alone at two would one day decorate my tree in cocks.”
“Mom! What the hell?” I sputter.
“I should have known that his ball-hoarding obsession at six was a sign of things to come,” she sighs heavily and drops her hand. “After all, there’s one in every boyband. I thought I was ready for this.” Then, she turns to me. “Kye, son, we love you anyway, but I have to ask. Are you gay?”
Chelsey lets go of me, and laughter rips from her. Leila laughs, too, her book falling to the floor. Dad covers his face with his hands, and Mom just stands there in the middle of the room, her eyes wide. Her hands are now clasped in front of her sympathetically, and the tiny upturn of the right side of her mouth explains it all.
“Well played, Mother,” I say reluctantly, walking back toward the front door. “Well. Played.”
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies – usually wine – and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy – unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.