Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Walker by Rie Warren Blog Tour

Explosives are Walker’s specialty, but he’s never handled anything as combustible as his enemy, Jade Huntington.


Goddammit. All I want to do is blow shit up. Is that too much to ask? But, no. What I get is mission frigging impossible in the middle of a Beirut hotbed. I’m the renegade of Operation T-Zone, but this time I swear I’m gonna do things by the book. That is, until Jade Huntington’s involvement in my op causes a brand new snafu.

My tribal name means desperate warrior, and that’s exactly what I am for reasons I can’t outrun. And Jade? She’s personal enemy number one. An incredibly sexy one at that. But she’ll never find out just how desperate I am for her.


I’m not an assassin, even though I am badass. I’m a protector. Except when it comes to Walker. What I wouldn’t give to bore a bullet through his stubborn skull. We’ve been at each other’s throats for years, this time I’m determined to leave him in the dust after I shoot a few holes in him.

We’re forced to work together when Walker practically kidnaps me and my package: the woman I’m guarding, the target he’s assigned to take out.

Days on the run. Nights of enforced closeness. Fighting side by side. Ever-present danger ignites a desire I can’t control. But the endgame is so perilous Walker and I might not make it out alive.

Four X-Ops alpha men. Four feisty wicked women. Four books you’ll want to sink your teeth into. Bad Boys of X-Ops.

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Book 1
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“JUST A LITTLE R&R, he said.”

I listened to Storm grumbling through the industrial sized headgear affixed to my ears, the rotors of the HH-60 Pave Hawk whump-whump-whumping overhead and on the tail.

“Exotic location was the phrase I used.” I chuckled low in my chest. “Didn’t mention nothin’ about R&R.”

“Thought I’d at least be able to get my jock off without gettin’ my fucking head shot off.” Storm aimed me a look from the pilot’s seat, one sinister black eyebrow raised.

“I’ll get you a hooker in Dubai after we get out of this mess.” Unbuckling, I reached over and tapped him on the cheek, ignoring the growl that parted his lips.

In the cargo area of the Sikorsky helicopter, I checked my parachute, the altimeter, the straps of my harness, and my pack filled with all sorts of goodies. I was unofficially Storm’s copilot, but fuck it. The man didn’t need me. He could handle the chopper on his own without the usual five-man crew. He’d have to, because I was getting ready to jump ship in high-altitude, high-opening, full-on fuck-this-shit terror.

Storm snorted, and his deep voice rumbled over the ear-gear. “Unlike you, I don’t need to pay for my pussy.”

“Not after that time you caught syphilis, right, Kemosabe?” Ignoring the curses Storm slung my way, I started zipping into my fancy flight suit, checking and double-checking straps, buckles, my bailout O2 line.

Storm stepped into the back with a dip of his head. “Remember what Blaize said about covert mission?”

“The fuck. I’m always covert.” I wrapped my arms protectively around the desert camo pack snuggled against my chest like it was a baby in a papoose, because I knew what was coming next.

“Hand over the flash bang, Walker.” He opened his palm.

“Goddammit. I feel naked without my C-4. You know that.”

“Gimme.” Storm advanced.

“Motherfucker.” I watched while he dexterously unzipped the side pocket of my pack, eagerly snatching the two M112 demolition blocks of putty-white plastic explosives wrapped in a Mylar bundle.

My eyes narrowed. “Blaize is a bitch.”

“Head bitch in charge.” He pleasantly agreed. “Blasting caps? Priming unit?”

I placed both in his hands, my own shaking like a meth head giving up the last of his stash.

Watching hungrily as Storm placed my precious bundles aside, I muttered, “Blaize is definitely a chick with a dick.” Tearing my gaze from my favorite weapons, I grinned. “Bitch chick with a dick you got the hots for.”

“I’d rather dip my dick into a vat of boiling oil.”

“Like when you got syphilis? That can be arranged.”

Storm cuffed me on the back of the head. He was just lucky I was trussed up like a turkey for Thanksgiving dinner. Thanksgiving . . . heh.

Blaize Carmichael was our new hardnosed higher-up at Operation T-Zone. Op T-Z was an organization quite possibly unsanctioned by the PTB of the USA, because they didn’t need to know what we did behind enemy lines, in the line of duty.

We weren’t military.

We weren’t from the CIA Viper Pit.

We weren’t Black Ops.

We were darker than that.

Unlike previous operations managers who’d given years of orders over secure lines and in scrambled codes, Blaize had come on the scene, giving it the personal touch with an up-front team meet-and-greet. Yeah, the woman’s touch in the form of intense head games more mind-fucking than any passive-aggressive wifey could come up with.

By the time she’d debriefed us with her high-heeled boot up our collective asses, read us the riot act, and nailed us to the wall over every single possible past mistake and mission mishap, I’d gone home and drunk a bottle of tequila.

Blaize did have nice legs though.

I rubbed my sleeve across the mask of my helmet then peered at Storm . . . then gawped at the cockpit. The empty fucking cockpit.

“Wait. Who the fuck’s flying this thing?” I asked.

“Autopilot.” He hooked a thumb over his shoulder.


“Jerry-rigged autopilot.” His smug smile did not put me at ease.

“I do not want to know.”

“Probably not, but it involves a selfie stick and duct tape and—”

La la la . . . I can’t hear you.” Jesus Christ. I was gonna die tonight. I just knew it.

Reviews by the Wicked Reads Review Team

Rie Warren is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. I loved the Carolina Bad Boys and Retribution MC series. I have to say that this is my favorite book by her so far. I LOVED it, hands down my favorite read of the year so far!

Walker is all about explosives, which makes him the perfect fit for his current op, a suspected terrorist bomber. The op doesn’t end up going as planned and the target, whom quickly becomes nicknamed Madge, he was supposed to eliminate, becomes his asset. Madge comes with a bonus though, Jade. Jade is Walker’s nemesis that he loves to hate, the heat between the two is off the charts from the very get-go. Jade and Walker are both lethal and determined. Walker battles himself on his feelings towards wanting to equal parts murder and bang Jade. When Walker discovers that the only way to get her to shut-up is to kiss her, things get even more interesting. Add in a bit of fire, a lot of fighting, and a ton of sex, and this makes for an interesting read that you won’t want to end!

This story is super steamy. I’m talking off the charts hot! I loved every page and couldn’t stop reading once I’d started. Walker’s co-workers were probably my favorite part, they were absolutely hilarious and I can’t wait to read their stories!

Walker and Jade work on opposite sides in the world of espionage and are thrown together to protect the wife of a Lebanese terrorist. These two don't trust each other and are at each other’s throats constantly. The bickering and fighting is used to cover up their obvious sexual attraction. It was only a matter of time before the dam burst and they were bonking each other senseless.

Reading Walker (Bad Boys of X-Ops #1) was like watching an action movie with really graphic, raw, and totally hot sex. Walker is native American and Jade is English/Japanese, and they make a very exotic pairing. Their transition from in lust to in love was a bit clunky and happened suddenly. But it is quickly forgotten as the action takes over and the story moves on.

If you are after action, danger, off the charts heat and romance, Walker (Bad Boys of X-Ops #1) is a must read.

Walker is cocky and arrogant, he loves to blow shit up, but in the end he's good at what he does. Walker knows there is something off on this mission, something isn't sitting right with him. When he meets his equal in the female form, Jade, sparks fly, insults happen. Fighting against each other every step of the way. Somewhere in that hate, passion happens. Jade is as badass as they come. She's fierce and doesn't take any shit from anyone, including Walker, which leads to an explosive relationship that is so worth the read.

Ms. Warren has done it again. She is able to transport me into a fast-paced, action-packed, suspenseful, great read. I loved Carolina Bad Boys and Bad Boys of Retribution MC, Walker was mentioned in past books but it's not necessary to read to be able to follow this one. You do get a few cameos from past characters, which is always a bonus.

I can't wait to see where Justice's book goes.

4.5 hot and sexy stars

This is one hot and sexy read! Ms. Warren has done a fine job – and what great news that there is a new series from this talented author. Adding in some glimpses of Retribution is a great bonus too.

This is an explosive story, with a great plot and a fabulous duo in Walker and Jade. As their story unfolds, we are treated to some off the chart sexual chemistry, a mutual history of violence and suspense, and, in places, some absolutely brilliant moments of humour. Add in some complex politics, some far away, and some much closer to home, and Ms. Warren has a sure fire winner. I refuse to say more as I think your time would be far better spent reading it!

I am delighted that there is more to come – and hope that we get some catch up time with these guys, too.

Also Available in the Bad Boys of X-Ops Series

Book 2
Releases April 25th

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Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavor, the Carolina Bad Boys series, is fun, hot, and southern-sexy.

A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.

You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency.

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Reviewers on the Wicked Reads Review Team were provided a free copy of Walker (Bad Boys of X-Ops #1) by Rie Warren to read and review for this tour.

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