Blog Tour Review, Excerpt & Giveaway: His Reverie by Monica Murphy

Posted August 2, 2014 by Holly in Blog Tour, Excerpt, Reviews / 0 Comments

Today Monica Murphy’s His Reverie Blog Tour stops by. Continue reading for more info on His Reverie, an excerpt, my review and enter to win a signed copy of His Reverie 🙂

His Reverie


I knew from the moment I first saw her she was the one. The only girl I could ever want.
 The only girl I could ever love.
 She is light.
 I am darkness.
 She is innocent.
 I’ve done too much.
 She is good.
 I am bad.
 She is my every dream.
 I should be her every nightmare.
 We come from different worlds. She’s…perfect. And I’m…
 Somehow she wants me anyway. So we’ll grasp at what we can. We’re going to make this summer count. She’s my secret. And I’m hers.
 The problem with secrets is they never last for long. And when others discover we’re together, they’ll do whatever it takes to keep us apart. All I know is: I won’t let them.
 Because Reverie Hale? She’s mine.

His Reverie Excerpt

She lifts her head, those luminous blue eyes meeting mine. A cool breeze washes over us, sending a stray strand of her hair across her face and I reach out, tuck it behind her ear. “I have new dreams,” she whispers. “They involve me and you.”
Ah hell. How do I respond to that? Don’t waste your time, we probably won’t last long anyway?
Yeah. That sucks. I can’t say that to her.
“And one of them is coming true tonight. Right now.” She leans in closer to me and rests her head on my shoulder. “This is the best birthday present I’ve ever received.”
I make a noise, dismissing her remark. “Give me a break.”
She lifts her head to glare at me. “I’m serious Nicholas Fairfield. You created this romantic setting tonight just for me. No one’s ever done anything like this for me before. Ever.”
I dip my head and kiss her before I ruin the moment and say something stupid. Cupping her cheek, I run my thumb along the smooth curve of her cheek and drink from her lips, tasting the wine there, and the underlying sweetness that’s Reverie. She opens easily for me and I slide my tongue inside, circling it around hers. She scoots closer, her hand going to the back of my head, fingers plunging in my hair as she holds me to her and we kiss like that for long, tongue-filled minutes.
Until I finally break away from her first, pressing my forehead against hers. “Want more wine?” I ask, needing the break from her addicting lips.
She laughs, the soft huff of her breath brushing against my chin. “Okay.”
I reluctantly pull away from her and top off her glass, then fill mine. I sneak glances at her as she drinks, the way she’s curled up on the blanket, her legs tucked under her, her knees peeking out from beneath the hem of her skirt. Her bare shoulders gleam under the moonlight, making me want to lean in and kiss her there but I restrain myself.
For now.
“Look at the stars,” she says, her voice soft, her head tilted back.
I glance up at the sky. “All I can see is the moon.”
“And a few stars, right?” She leans into me again, rubbing her cheek against my shoulder. “Let’s lay down on the blanket and check them out.”
I grab the pillows and arrange them so we can get more comfortable. We stretch out next to each other and I grab her hand, intertwining our fingers. Her shoulder brushes against mine as we both lay there quietly, staring up at the sky. The moon is bright, casting its silvery glow over everything, including the pine trees that surround us. The night is so silent, I can almost hear the ocean in the far distance.
“This is the best night ever,” she says on a sigh, her fingers curling tight around mine.
“Come here,” I tell her, releasing my hold on her hand and lifting my arm. She scoots even closer to me, laying her head on my shoulder and using me as her pillow as I slip my arm around her shoulders. She feels good nestled up close and I stroke her shoulder and arm with my fingertips, making her shiver.
“Keep doing that,” she whispers, turning her face into the crook of my neck. Her lips move against my skin and I close my eyes, savoring the sensation. “You smell good. Fresh and clean.”
“Irish Spring working its magic,” I joke and she laughs, the sound and movement tickling, making me squirm.
She hums against my neck then kisses me there. One little peck after another, until I’m pulling her closer with a growl and slipping my fingers under her chin to lift her mouth to mine. She tilts her head back, her lips part for me and I dart my tongue out, teasing as I lick at her, then suck her lower lip between mine.
I could do this all night. Stare at her pretty face. Touch her. Hold her close. Kiss her until our lips are raw. I pull away from her a little bit so I can study her. The delicate arch of her brows. The kissable tip of her nose. Her swollen lips, her slightly pointed chin…
Slowly her eyes open to find me staring at her. Her brows wrinkle. “What?”
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper as I carefully roll her onto her back so I’m hovering above her. “I feel like it’s my birthday too and you’re my present.”
A smile spreads across her face and her eyes go soft and hazy. “Kiss me, Nicholas,” she murmurs.
So I do.

My Review

I thought His Reverie was a really cute and fun read! It’s told primarily from Nick’s POV but we do get glimpses of Reverie’s in the form of her diary entries. I have to say, I found that sweet. There were a lot of times I found myself saying awwwww while reading her entries, I enjoyed reading her thoughts and seeing how her feelings towards Nick progressed as we went along. It was fun getting to watch her fall in love for the first time. Same for Nick, while he hasn’t grown up as sheltered as Reverie and isn’t as innocent, seeing him falling in love for the first time made me happy sigh. Monica did a great job making me feel those sweet, tender moments of young love between them. Their relationship is not all hearts and rainbows however, their circumstances force them to keep their relationship a secret, plus there are some secrets harbored by the secondary characters that could possibly tear them apart and something tells me that when they come out, my jaw will hit the floor. Between loving the relationship between Reverie and Nick, and the secrets of everyone else this was a page turner for me because I’m dying to know who’s up to what and I’m anxiously awaiting the next book! 

About Monica


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Monica Murphy is a native Californian who lives in the foothills below Yosemite. A wife and mother of three, she writes New Adult and contemporary romance for Bantam and Avon. She is the author of One Week Girlfriend and Second Chance Boyfriend.

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