BOYFRIEND BOOKMARK RATING: ★★★★★
Ok, so I have to admit this is very bittersweet for me. I have fallen in love with the Fullerton Family and the endless drama that money has created for them all. But now that I have finished the final chapter in their story, Garth Brooks keeps resonating in my head, “Some of God’s greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.” That may not mean much to you all but once you read it, it will. And read it you should! Enraptured is the conclusion to the Fullerton Family Saga and I am sad to say goodbye.
Enticed stole my heart because of a small boy in need of love. Entangled stole my heart for the love of a man and Enraptured has captured my heart all over again for the love of family. I was completely broken at the end of Enticed. I really wanted Jonathan to get his happily ever after at his very young age. But when the world fell apart around Rachel, I knew that wasn’t going to happen. But when all of the characters came back into play in Entangled, I couldn’t wait for that same child to finally get his ending, but what I got instead was a life of uncertainty and a decision between two men that Rachel had to make. So now we return to the Fullerton Family and find out what the final chapter is all about…
I wanted so much to be so angry with Drew at the beginning of Enraptured. I couldn’t fathom what happened at the end of Entangled. But I wanted to be mad at him and for what? For knowing what he wanted and going after it? I wanted to be mad at him for closing his heart off for true love in the name of business. But now that Rachel is back in his life, it is his job to make it work. Whether he wants to admit it or not, she is there, but now he has to earn back her trust, her love but thay may prove to be a bit more difficult since Entangled. Knowing that Rachel is in love with Alex, it will prove to be a bit of a challenge to win her heart back. But Drew is determined…
Then there is Jonathan, he wants nothing more than a perfect family but for him that includes uncles, cousins and a new sibling. But can Jonathan have it all and is Rachel truly the only one that can bridge the gap between these two brothers without losing herself in the mix?
This book was trying. It was heart breaking and mending. It made me smile, it made me cry but no matter what it reminded me of the true gifts in life. The simple love of a family. This did not have the exact outcome that I wanted by the time it came, but it was so much more for me than a happily ever after. It was real and romantic and what love truly is about. Sacrafice and nurturing and letting go. The past will always be there as a reminder, but the future is what we make of it and Ginger Voight takes us on an unbelivable journey through the life of a very high profile family with the one person that can make all the difference in their lives. A girl from a small town in Texas.
More than this book, this entire series just captured my heart. It proves that there is light at the end of even the darkest of tunnels and Ginger Voight does a truly remarkable job of taking us through that journey and above all showing us the truth and compassion that the love of a family truly brings.
This series melted my heart and each moment lingers in my mind as one to be cherished. You don’t know when you are going to get your last moment, so make each one count. This book and this series are just beauty and love for the soul.
I was sleeping when Drew came home early that evening. I was worn out by the confrontations of the day, which had me feeling queasier than normal. Cleo sent me straight to bed, and who was I to argue? I dozed immediately and all the way until Drew made it home. I woke to find him standing beside the bed, packing clothes into an open suitcase. I pulled myself into a sitting position. “Where are you going?”
“Where are we going,” he corrected. “Since Jonathan won’t be home until Sunday night, I thought we could get away ourselves for the weekend. I don’t know about you, but I could use a change of scenery.”
My first impulse was to decline, unable to muster the enthusiasm of an impromptu trip. “Drew…,” I began.
He snapped the suitcase shut and placed it on the floor, rolling it to the hall. “Thank you, Harrison,” he said to the waiting valet as he handed off the baggage. He turned back to me. “It dawned on me today what a delicate balance we walk week in and week out. We sacrifice time with each other to meet the needs of our child, because that is what one does as a parent. But we are also a newly committed couple, and that demands just as much attention. It’s up to us to steal what chances we can to strengthen our relationship, which benefits our children most of all.” He stopped in front of me. “Jet is fueled and waiting,” he said as he reached out a hand. “Let’s be spontaneous.”
“I haven’t packed,” I offered helplessly.
“You don’t need to,” he assured.
I placed my hand in his and he pulled me to my feet, and then led me down the hall and down the stairs.
“Do I get to ask where we’re going?”
“No,” he decided on the spot. “You get to trust me.”
He took my arm and led me to the car.
Drew’s plane was even more luxurious than the one he had originally chartered to transport me from Texas to Los Angeles. The interior of this plane was sleek, in blue, white and gray, with leather bench seating and swivel recliners and small tables. There were red roses around the cabin. The beautiful blonde flight attended named Bethany welcomed us aboard with complimentary champagne for Drew and sparkling cider for me.
We took our seats and accepted our drinks, and within minutes we were lifting off into the darkening sky. Once we reached our cruising altitude, Bethany informed us we could unbuckle our seatbelts and get comfortable.
“Will there be anything else, Mr. Fullerton?” she asked.
“Not at the moment,” he replied with that show-stopping smile. “Thank you, Bethany.”
Professional though she was, even Bethany couldn’t help blushing a bit from Drew’s attention. She disappeared into the rear cabin, which gave us some privacy.
Drew rested his arm along the back of the bench seat where we sat, snug like a love seat. He was quiet as he traced my jaw with his finger. “This is only the beginning of what I want to show you,” he murmured finally. “This weekend you will learn what it means to be a Fullerton. Anything your heart desires can be yours for the having. This is my world, Rachel. And I want to give it to you.”
My eyes fluttered shut as his mouth descended onto mine. It was a tender, probing kiss, which took its time to coax my mouth open and mingle my tongue with his. He savored every detail of the kiss as he slid his hand up to cup my face. He groaned deep in his throat as he dragged his mouth away. “I could kiss you forever,” he whispered. “I still dream about you, even when you sleep right in my arms. I wake up and there you are. Right at the tips of these fingers,” he said as he ran his hand up under my shirt. His eyes swallowed me as he stared down at me. “Right at the tip of my tongue.” Another kiss, deeper, hungrier. I moaned as his mouth traveled from my lips toward my ear and along the sensitive curve of my neck.
“Drew,” I gasped and he shuddered against me, unable to contain his own uncontrolled moan. He peeled off my top before kissing his way to my full breasts. His tongue went right to work on the painfully hardened peak until I couldn’t help but cry out.
He eased me over to straddle his lap. I was immediately self-conscious as I looked down at him, naked from the waist up. I kept hearing those things I learned in that courtroom, the things Drew had said about purposefully finding someone undesirable, and how that ultimately led him to me. Elise’s earlier admonitions also rang in my ear. Had he only wanted me because Alex did?
He read my insecurities immediately. “Feel me, Rachel,” he invited as he reaches his hips toward me. “Feel how hard I am for you. Just you,” he whispered as he pulled me closer for another raw kiss. His hand captured my swaying breast. I whimpered a bit in his mouth as his thumb brushed over it. He teased me for long, agonizing minutes. He remained fully dressed as he tortured me with his fingers and with his tongue. He never let me come. Instead he savored his new official role as my lover by making me ache with pleasure. I was alive with need as he scooted me off of his lap and gently put my bra and my shirt back on. The pilot turned on the light for us to fasten our seatbelts, and Drew’s jet landed at McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas, Nevada.
By the time Bethany re-emerged, my mouth was swollen from his kiss, a blush crept around my neck and my nipples were hard enough to cut glass. She sent a knowing smirk his way. “Enjoy your flight, Mr. Fullerton?”
He brought my hand to his lips. “Indeed.”
The Fullerton Family Saga
Rachel Dennehy had a crazy thought. If she could just start over somewhere else, she could forget about all the ghosts that chased her. When an email landed in her inbox, to tutor a difficult student whose father just happened to be a prominent businessman, the apple was a bit too enticing for Rachel to refuse. She moves to Beverly Hills, where she is tasked with turning around young Jonathan Fullerton’s bad attitude, one that stems directly from his parents’ ugly divorce and even uglier custody battle.
That Drew Fullerton is one of the handsomest and most eligible bachelors in the world means nothing to Rachel. Drew’s brother, Alex, however, assumes otherwise. This sets the two immediately at odds, though they both have young Jonathan’s best interest at heart. Unfortunately the more he tries to warn her away from Drew, the closer he ultimately propels her toward her charming boss.
Rachel stays solely to protect young Jonathan, trapping her into this sticky web despite her own history of loss and betrayal. How long will she last? More importantly, what will she be required to give to save these Fullerton men who continually tug her in three different directions?
The saga begins with the first book, titled “Enticed,” in a trilogy of three, full-length novels to be released over three months in early 2014.
DISCLAIMER: Ginger Voight turns up the angst in this series with a hot triangle between two very different and very appealing brothers. Who will get their HEA? And which one will pay the ultimate price for love? Those who can’t abide triangles, cheaters, cliffhangers or tragedies, are encouraged to proceed with caution.
WARNING: Adult content. Material intended for readers over 18.
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Ginger Voight is prolific author, freelance writer and optioned screenwriter. Her fiction is diverse, with novels like the edgy, coming-of-age drama DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS, and the fun family adventure for kids of all ages, COMIC SQUAD.Having grown up reading different authors like Danielle Steel and Stephen King, Ginger has always been drawn more to story than to genre. This shows up in her various stories. Titles such as MY IMMORTAL and TASTE OF BLOOD are a delicious, heady mix of horror, suspense, and romance. Genre romance, however, has held a special place in her heart, ever since she read her first Harlequin novel when she was only eleven. As a result, Ginger is making a name for herself writing romances of her own, starring women who look more like the average American woman rather than those traditionally represented in the size-biased American media. Her Rubenesque romances were created especially for those heroines with fuller figures, who can still get the man of their dreams if only they believe they can. Such titles include UNDER TEXAS SKIES, LOVE PLUS ONE, THE GROUPIE TRILOGY, THE FIERCE TRILOGY and PICTURE POSTCARDS. Ginger was included in the best-selling book by Smith Magazine NOT QUITE WHAT I WAS PLANNING, featuring her six-word memoir.