Just Released + Official Review! Regret by Bella J



When it comes to women, Hunter Keaton has rules.

Those rules ensure his life stays uncomplicated and controlled. Control is what he craves, what he needs to keep his inner demons quiet.

Private investigator by day, his life is nothing but a pit of regret, devoid of any and every emotion.

Hired to find an elusive runaway—a wild, hot-headed woman with sinfully enticing curves—Hunter’s self-control is pushed to the limit. Scarlet Woods challenges him in ways that have him wanting to break his own damn rules.

But she has secrets—secrets he’s determined to uncover. He just didn’t count on getting his own past dragged into what turns out to already be a deadly game of lies.

This is not a love story. This is not a tale of how love conquers all.

This is a story of how two people equally shattered by their pasts realize that two broken souls can’t make a whole.



I received a copy in exchange for an honest review

After reading every one of Bella J’s currently published books, I can tell you that she always weaves an intoxicating spell with her words. Whether it is a forbidden love that was never meant to happen in Resplendent Ruin, or a stripper missing a stiletto heel in Stiletto Secrets, Bella J keeps you riveted and often times leaves you wrapped in varying shades of desire and left wanting. The same could be said about Hunter and Scarlet and their decadent, rip your clothes off, break the furniture in the heat of the moment passion. Regret is about two tragic pasts, a heart breaking present, and damaged souls.

After meeting Hunter Keaton in Stiletto Secrets, I was intrigued and enamored with his mysterious, cocky, gorgeous self and couldn’t wait to see the heart that is underneath all that hard muscle and smoldering looks. Little did I know that Bella was going to lay such soul shattering grief on her readers when she opened Hunter’s thoughts and heart to us. It wasn’t long when Bella had me tear choked with a heavy heart from Hunter’s past and yet overheated from the palpable sexual tension between him and Scarlett and along for the ride of lust that tears through them.

Scarlett Woods thrilled the hell out of me with all of that sass that could barely fit inside her tight and toned little powerhouse of a body. She packed quite a punch to both the reader’s hearts and Hunter’s libido from the moment we first see her slinging drinks in the Twisted Fable. Scarlett took us on an adrenaline pumping ride on the back of her motor bike with many twists and turns through her sick and twisted path starting at her teenage years with a boogey man that still haunts her nightmares now. If you weren’t afraid of the big bad Wolfe before, get ready because you will be now!

Bella J delivers a heart pounding, panty melting beginning to the Shattered Secrets series that will have you holding your breath in suspense, zig zagging through the past back into the present, and handcuffed to Hunter’s bed a time or two. I highly recommend Regret for a read that will leave you clamoring for more twisted fairy tales, sweaty sheets, and shattered secrets. Bella J’s writing is dark, genius, and addicting!


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July 1, 2009

The minute Hunter jumped off his motorcycle, he threw his helmet to the ground and stood frozen on the spot.

This isn’t real. It can’t be real.

What seemed like hundreds of red and blue lights flashed in the background. Paramedics and rescue services rushed past him yelling out orders, frantically trying to get the scene under control. While keeping his eyes set on what was happening in front of him, he slowly made his way closer, hearing nothing but the sound of his entire world slowly falling, heading straight to the darkest pits of hell.

Every molecule inside his body was praying, pleading to whatever God there was to let him just wake up.

Wake the fuck up!

Inside he was screaming, shouting, crying, shrieking, going crazy—yet not a single word or sound escaped him while he just kept on walking toward his worst fucking nightmare.

The smell of gas, burned rubber, and…death filled his nostrils, but he just kept putting one foot in front of the other while his chest started to ache, yet his heart continued to hope.

The closer he got, the clearer he could see the angelic blue eyes that made him believe in magic. In his mind he saw the eyes that had become the life in his veins, the pulse that kept his heart beating. Those blues were his hope, his heaven…his fucking magic in a world filled with nothing but greed, loss, and pain.

“Sir? Sir, you need to move.”

Hunter stopped as a man moved in front of him, yet he didn’t take his eyes off the view that could only be described as the end of the fucking world. His world anyway. But there was still hope, there was still that sliver of a chance that what he thought he saw wasn’t real at all.


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