Published by Self Published on 5/1/18
Genres: New Adult
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As the bus approaches my stop on the Lower East Side, I raise the hood of my black sweatshirt. Anonymity is key in my neighborhood—particularly as a lone female walking at night.
All I want is to leave my crime-ridden shadow of a home in New York City. I’ve done everything I can to keep my head down and focus on my studies. College is my only goal; love has never been on the map…
That is, until my sister brings me to an underground fight, where I meet a gorgeous and mysterious man: Vincent.
He is the ghost in my shadows, showing up to feed me pieces of his upper-crust life, then evaporating into darkness until his next visit. I’m falling hard and fast. How can I trust him amidst the depth of his secrets?
Vincent may be even more dangerous than the dark world I’m trying to escape.
THIS BOOK! I can’t even tell you! I’m crazy passionate about it. This is such a fresh, original, different and sexy storyline! I freaked out when I read it and I’ve been waiting to share it with you. It’s finally LIVE on Amazon and FREE on Kindle Unlimited. It is the first book in a series, but man, am I absolutely RUINED by it! There’s just no words! Take a chance on this new author! I’m telling you Rising stole my heart!
5 “This was Everything” Stars!
“I love how delicate you are. Soft. You’re a siren on a quiet street. You’re all I hear.”
You know what my first thought was after finishing Rising?
I HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE ABOUT THIS BOOK! I HAVE TO GET THEM TO READ IT.
It was one of the most exhilarating reading experience I’ve ever had. And I tell you what, the feels that attacked me while reading this novel are impossible to replicated. It was beyond intoxicating, so immersive and all-consuming that it shocked me. Originally, I picked up this novel on a whim, wasn’t even intending to read the whole thing. My plan was to get through a chapter, get a feel for the writing, and figure out if I would review or not. But what happened was something else, it was ANOTHER LEVEL altogether. Rising turned into a one-sitting binge-fest I could not put it down.
I felt fevered by the storyline, so besotted by Vincent and his mysterious life, so deeply connected to Eve and her dire circumstances. I felt like someone had PLUGGED ME INTO THIS STORY and turned me on, like a fire was lit inside me and the more I read, the hotter the flames grew until they were a raging inferno. It was crazy. Chaotic. And man, was I obsessed by the time I was done. I was invigorated and ready to scream it to the world.
For a debut, I’m so impressed. Not only did Ruben’s writing style show promise, she brought an exhilarating twist to some of my ALL MY TIME FAVORITE tropes—mafia and fighter—and she tucked that right into an NA genre in a mature and alluring way. On top of that, in a market where the same old stories are regurgitated time after time, she spun this tale into something new and original, and I was totally won over. Rising is a whirlwind of passion and angst, and this series promises to be one hell of a ride that I am more than ready to embark on. I truly can’t recommend it enough.
In a neighborhood run by gangs, Eve keeps her head down and stays in the shadows. Desperate for a way out of that life, she’s 18 and on the cusp of getting into college. One night Eve’s sister drags her to an underground fight and there she see’s Vincent, an enigma she can’t take her eyes off of. Drawn to each other, a magnetism that can’t be denied pulls these two together and something sexy and sweet is formed. But life’s not simple, each of them live by a complicated set of rules and things get intense and twisty and so so so good.
Gah, I wish I could say more plot wise, but I can’t! I want you to experience the brilliance of this story blindly. Just know it’s rough, raw, and heavy. Eve pulls on your heart strings with her sweetness, naivety, and vulnerability, and Vincent is so dark and enticing. Together these two are a force of nature. They captivate you, overwhelm you, drawing you in from first to last page. I am so passionate over this story, so crazy over them, and I truly can’t swoon enough. Jessica Ruben might be a new indie author, but she’s most certainly one to watch, especially after this outstanding debut that left me dying for more.
And PS: Rising is book 1 in a trilogy. It’s a continuous storyline that focuses on one couple.
“Carlos is out,” she says in a rush. I look at her face, feeling my stomach sink. She’s playing with the hem of her shirt and glances at me nervously. Finally, her gray-blue eyes bore into mine, and I know that she’s gearing up to tell me some serious shit.
With trembling hands, I put down my coffee mug. “Tell me.”
“Yeah. Well, I heard he made bail—” She stops, clearing her throat. “I also heard that he’s, um, angrier than usual.” She stands, bringing the rest of the carafe of coffee to the table and pouring more into my cup.
I lick my dry lips. “What do you mean?”
She moves to the edge of her seat, pushing sugar my way. “Well, I was on the stoop yesterday. It was my day off. I was hanging out with everyone and listening to Mr. Samson talk about a new jazz club that recently opened up in Harlem. We were all getting high with someone’s hash, shooting the shit—”
“And?” I raise my eyebrows, waiting for her to get to the point.
“Juan came over, and sat with me.” She slightly shifts her head to the side and presses her lips together. “Well, he told me that Carlos is out now. And, he’s been talking shit all over town that he and you have some unfinished business. Juan wanted to tell me because he’s scared for you. I know he’s an annoying little shit, but after he heard…” her voice trails off.
I blink once, twice, three times.
“There’s more,” she says on an exhale. “Apparently, he hooked up with some girl last night. Beat the shit out of her. Ms. Santini from Three-A was on her way to work and stopped to drop off her trash by the dumpsters. Apparently, she heard a moaning sound. When she saw the girl, her clothes were torn. She was beaten up and started bawling about Carlos…”
My head gets dizzy, but I force myself to hear every detail. “An ambulance took her away, but she was in pretty bad shape.”
I want to ask more questions, but the terror has a clamp on my throat.
“I think you need to stay close to me for a while, okay? The Snakes are getting more aggressive. They want the Blue Houses as their own territory, and it looks like they’re trying to instill some bigger fear on the streets.” She drops her gaze. I know she’s afraid. Every girl in the Blue Houses probably heard the story by now.
“Yeah. Okay. I’ll make sure Angelo knows I need to leave before it gets dark out.”
“Good idea. We need to sync our schedules so you aren’t walking alone at night. I’m gonna talk to some other people and try to get their schedules down so that everyone has a buddy or something at night. I’m sure when everyone hears about this, we won’t be the only ones who are scared.” I nod my head and stand up mechanically, rinsing my mug and walking to my room to digest the new information. After grabbing my stuff, I check my purse to make sure that my gun is still inside. I lock myself in the bathroom and load and unload the gun a few times, reacquainting myself with the weapon. If Carlos comes, I’ll be ready for him.
Getting to work, I let Angelo know the details of what’s new with Carlos. He’s angry and continues to tell me that I shouldn’t be so stubborn and I need to let the Borignones get involved. But I refuse. I still don’t want any debts to my name. I’ve made it this far, and I believe I can wait it out a little longer.
Work passes in a blur. I’m convincing a girl to sell her diamond ring while Angelo sells the two violins and a Cartier watch to an elderly couple who want to buy something for their grandchildren.
When the day is done, Angelo insists on calling a car to take me home. I sigh deeply, knowing that the driver will be one of Angelo’s associates. But considering the fact that Carlos is out of jail, I’m not going to complain. I nod my head and take his ride in the name of safety.
I get in the huge black Escalade and see a massive man sitting in the driver’s seat. Swallowing hard, I remind myself that he’s not an enemy, but on my side. He drives me right up to my building and I gingerly walk out, my shaking hand inside my purse, gripping my gun. I’m scared as hell, but it makes me feel a modicum of control. The driver enters the building with me and steps into the elevator as well.
We reach the fourth floor when I tell him he can go. “I can get into my apartment fine now.” He nods his head wordlessly and re-calls the elevator to bring him back downstairs.
I get up to my door without incident and let out the breath I was holding while I pry my fingers off my gun. “I’m okay,” I say out loud, turning my head and letting my gaze run up and down my hallway. It’s empty. I pull out my key and step forward onto my threadbare Welcome mat when I feel like I’ve kicked something. I look down, confused at what’s on the floor. It must be Janelle’s sweater that she dropped on her way out. I bend down to pick it up and freeze.
About the Author
Jessica Ruben lives and works in New York City, where she spends her days dominating in the court room as an attorney. Come nightfall, she writes romances centering on gorgeous alpha males and the intelligent women who love them.
Jessica is an insatiable reader, and will devour a few books a week without batting an eyelash. Books have always been her drug of choice, and she has no plans on detox anytime soon. She has three wildly delicious children and a husband who, for reasons unimaginable to her, loves her brand of crazy.