BLOG TOUR: Lies by Kylie Scott

Title: Lies
Series: Standalone
Author: Kylie Scott
Publication Date: 
July 21, 2019
Social Butterfly PR
Romantic Suspense
Pages: 195
Add It: Goodreads
Rating: 5 Stars!

Betty Dawsey knows that breaking things off with Thom Lange is for the best. He’s nice, but boring, and their relationship has lost its spark. But steady and predictable Thom, suddenly doesn’t seem so steady and predictable when their condo explodes and she’s kidnapped by a couple of crazies claiming that Thom isn’t who he says he is.

Thom is having a hellish week. Not only is he hunting a double agent, but his fiancé dumped him, and thanks to his undercover life, she’s been kidnapped.

Turns out Thom is Operative Thom and he’s got more than a few secrets to share with Betty if he’s going to keep her alive. With both their lives on the line, their lackluster connection is suddenly replaced by an intense one. But in his line of work, feelings aren’t wanted or desired. Because feelings can be a lethal distraction.


Charli’s Review:

The blurb had me from the get go, but I still had no idea what I was getting myself into with this book. This book really hit the ground running and didn’t slow to walk until the very end. Kylie Scott, anytime you want to write more in the romantic suspense genre, you have my blessing!

Romantic suspense is one of my all time favorite genres to read because it’s (mostly) military, and there is non-stop action and twists that keep me reading. I thought Kylie did a phenomenal job writing this story because it was simple, yet it had enough twists to keep things interesting. This was a fairly quick read, but I still felt like I read a complete story.

Lies is told from Betty’s POV, which was certainly an intriguing place to be. Betty decides she deserves better than a fiancé who is never home, and who tends to leave her unsatisfied. However, she doesn’t expect her world to explode (literally) and to be thrust into this secret life her fiancé, Thom, lives. This new world opens her eyes to exactly who the real Thom is and just how much he kept from her, including his deliberate attempts to keep their relationship average. Now that the facade is dropped, Betty can’t ignore the way Thom’s confidence fills the room, and his determination to show her all that he has been holding back.

I really liked Betty and her fierce attitude, despite being thrown into a world with guns and grenades being lobbed left and right. Yes, she struggles with finding her place and trying to get to know this man she thought she knew, but she holds her own. She doesn’t just let Thom back into her heart without some serious explanations. Thom and co were also fantastic in this book. Thom is your ultimate protector type who keeps shooting until the enemy is taken out. Leading dangerous missions and keeping secrets is all Thom has ever known until Betty forces him to see that he wants more than that. I loved watching this story unravel and seeing the other operatives. I wouldn’t mind if they got their own stories someday!

Rating: 5 Stars!

Emily’s Review:

I didn’t even read the blurb on this one. Charli was going through the ARC sign up’s and asked if I was interested in the new Kylie Scott and since she’s a favorite of mine, I immediately said yes. And then when the cover was released, I glanced at it, and I thought it was ok, but I still had no idea what I was getting into.

And then I started the book, and everything started to make sense. This cover that I just thought was humdrum is absolute PERFECTION, and fits this story to an absolute T. Because the story within this cover is also absolute PERFECTION, and probably my most favorite Kylie Scott book to date.

Romantic suspense is not a genre that I read a lot of. It’s not that I don’t like it, it just isn’t normally on my radar. Since starting the blog, I’ve probably read more romantic suspense then I had read in the ten years previous, so it’s really helped me to branch out. The best thing about romantic suspense, for me, is that it combines everything that I love about a romance, with all the good, anxiety laced moments of a thriller. It’s the best of both worlds, and in this case, wrapped up in an awesome package.

Betty thinks that her fiance Thom is nothing more than a boring insurance adjustor. They have a mediocre sex life. He’s always away on business. And he seems to care about her just enough to keep her “happy.” After a year of this, Betty is done with the boringness of her life, and she’s ready to leave Thom, and look for something better. What she isn’t planning on, is her and Thom’s condo blowing up, and then being kidnapped. Add to that discovering that her insurance adjustor fiance is really a secret agent spy, and she’s in a whole mess of trouble. However, soon Betty discovers that maybe Thom isn’t as boring as she once thought, and just possibly they can make a life together. First of all, I loved Betty. She’s a plus size girl, with curves, and a real down to earth attitude. She wasn’t going to put up with Thom’s shit, and called him on the carpet left and right. It was so refreshing to read a book with a heroine that wasn’t perfect in every way, but still gained every bit of the hero’s love.

As for Thom, I loved this man. He’s so protective of Betty, and it was such a fun ride watching him let down his walls around her, and show her who he really was. There were a few scene’s with him that were just so swoony, and there’s nothing I love more than a good old swoony romance. He’s definitely one of my favorite heroes of the year. He was just so….manly LOL. I really enjoyed getting to know about the organization he worked for, and all the secrets and lies that surrounded it. Plus the side characters in this one were some of my favorites. Like Charli, I wouldn’t mind seeing them get stories of their own!

Rating: 5 Stars!

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“You’re going to break his heart.”

“No, I’m not,” I say. “That’s sort of the whole point. If I really thought leaving him would break his heart, then I probably wouldn’t be leaving him in the first place.”

My best friend, Jen, does not look convinced.

Boxes fill a good half of the room. What a mess. Who knew you could accumulate so much junk in only twelve months? At least we weren’t together so long that I can’t remember who owns what. One year is about the sweet spot for this issue in relationships, apparently.

“The fact of the matter is, we’re not in love. We have no business being engaged, let alone getting married.” I sigh. “Have you seen the packing tape?”

“No. He’s just such a nice guy.”

“I’m not debating that.” I climb to my feet, then head up the stairs to the second bedroom. Thom’s unofficial workout room/home office. Not a room I normally go into. But it only takes a bit of rummaging to find what I’m looking for. Whatever else might be said about them, insurance assessors are organized. The bottom drawer of Thom’s desk has a neat stash of stationery. I grab a couple rolls of thick tape. 

“And leaving him this way…” Jen continues as I head back down.

“How many times have I told him we need to talk? He’s always putting it off, saying it’s not a good time. And now he’s away again. I’ve been messaging him for the last week and he barely replies.”

“You know he has to drop everything once a job comes up. I realize he’s not the most exciting guy, Betty, but—”

“I know.” I smack down a line of tape with extra zest, sealing the lid of the last box. In this Operation Abandon Ship Posthaste, I know I’m definitely slightly the bad guy. But not totally. Say sixty/forty. Or maybe seventy/thirty. It’s hard to tell to what degree. “I do know all of that. But he’s always busy with work or away on some business trip. What am I supposed to do?”

A sigh from Jen.

“When you realize you’ve made such a monumental mistake, it’s hard to sit and wait to fix things. Nor is it fair on either of us to keep up the pretense.”

“Guess so.”

“And the fact that he’s yet again made no effort to prioritize our relationship and make a little time for me in his busy schedule is just further proof that I’ve made the right choice in ending this now before it gets any more complicated. End of rant.”

Nothing from her.

“Anyway, you’re supposed to be on my side. Stop questioning me.”

“You wanted to get married and have children so badly.”

“Yeah.” I sit back on my heels. “I blame it all on playing with Ken and Barbie’s dreamhouse when I was little. But it turns out that being in a relationship with the wrong person can be even lonelier than being alone.”

Jen and I have been friends since sharing a room in college. We’ve witnessed the bulk of each other’s dating ups and downs. For some reason, I’m the type of girl who guys will go out with, but don’t tend to stick with. Apparently, I’m fuckable—just not girlfriend material. Maybe it’s my smart mouth. Maybe it’s the whole not fitting current societal expectations of beauty i.e. I’m fat. Maybe I was born under an unlucky star. I don’t know; it’s their loss. Like anyone, I have my faults, but all in all, I’m awesome. And I have a lot to give. Too often in the past few months, I’ve had to keep reminding myself of this fact.

“There are just so many jerks out there,” Jen says. “I was happy that you’d found a good one.”

“I think I’d prefer a jerk who was genuinely into me than a nice guy phoning it in.

Honestly, I’d rather go adopt a dozen cats and settle into old age and isolation than be with someone who treats me as if I’m an afterthought.”

She looks at me for a long moment, then nods slowly. “I’m sorry it didn’t work out.”

“Me too.”

“Time to start filling up the cars. Boy, do you owe me.”

I smile. “That I do.”

Jen stands and stretches before picking up one of the boxes labeled kitchen. “I just didn’t want you to do something you’d regret, you know?”

“I know. Thank you.”

Alone in the two-bedroom condo, everything is silent. My parting letter sits waiting on the coffee table with his name written on the front. A slight bulge in the envelope betrays the shape of my engagement ring. It’s a sweet, simple ring. One small diamond perched on a band of yellow gold. My hand feels wrong without it. Naked. They say there are different love languages and you have to take the time to learn your partner’s needs. It’s like he and I never quite got there. Or maybe I’m just crappy at relationships.

The bridal magazines I’d collected are in the trash. Perhaps I should have taken them into the florist shop where I work so someone could get some use out of them. But this feels more symbolic, more definite. My family are a couple of states away, and I have only a few of what I’d classify as good friends. Being an introvert makes it hard to meet people. A boyfriend, a husband, would mean I’m no longer alone. Someone cares about me and puts me first. At least part of the time. Only Thom doesn’t any of the time, so here we are.

I tighten my ponytail of long dark hair. Then, in a rare display of dexterity that my yoga instructor would be proud of, I stack three boxes in my arms and head outside into the hot afternoon sun. Jen’s Honda Civic is parked at the curb, the trunk standing open as she moves things about inside. My old Subaru sits in the driveway waiting to be filled. Birds are singing and insects chirping. It’s your typical mild autumn day in California. 

That’s when the condo blows up behind me.

About Kylie Scott

Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013, 2014 & 2018, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. 

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