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First published February 24, 2015
‘Say something like that to me in public again and it won’t be my tongue in your mouth. It’ll be my cock.’

Feathers. Lies. Glitter. Secrets. Lust.
Well, I’ve read a lot of erotic romance in a lot of sexy settings but I don’t think I’ve ever read one about a burlesque dancer and you have to wonder why more books aren’t given this sexy backdrop. It’s all about the celebration of the natural beauty of a woman – mostly voluptuous women and it lends itself naturally to the erotica genre, I feel.

Genie Divine is our burlesque dancing eponymous heroine – she and her drag star uncle run the Divine Theatre in London. This venue is her heart and soul but it’s getting a little run down and tired and in need of repair and, strapped for cash, her uncle is on the verge of giving up and selling out to Australian Gym Mogul – Abel Kingdom. Genie is vehemently opposed to her Uncle’s plans and she sets about using every weapon in her very sexy arsenal to scupper Abel’s takeover bid.
I very much enjoyed this book – it gave me a real pride and prejudice vibe with both the main protagonists appearing to strongly dislike the other despite an almost combustible attraction to one another. Abel Kingdom is the prejudice side of the story –he strongly disapproves of the whole burlesque scene and isn’t one for holding back his opinions. He considers it pretty much akin to stripping and prostitution and often cuts Genie down with a vicious barb, badly hurting her feelings. She’s the poster girl for just about everything in life that makes his skin crawl. Genie is deeply proud of what she does and makes up the pride side of the combo and uses her feminine wiles to reduce poor old Abel to a hot mess, much to his disgust. She’s turning his world upside down!
So who is Abel Kingdom?
Well, on first impressions I think you’d have to say that he’s an arrogant arse. He appears to be highly judgmental of Genie’s chosen profession and really looks down on her. Dig a little deeper and you will of course find deep-rooted reasons for his intense dislike for the whole scene and you will eventually learn to sympathise with him but it will take a while and I swear there were several occasions during the story when I wanted to place a well aimed stiletto heel right in his unmentionables! He’s filthy-talking, arrogant, rude but he’s also sex on a stick and is finding it increasingly hard to resist Genie’s feminine wiles as she decides to make his life as difficult and uncomfortable as she possibly can.
Then on behalf of women everywhere, let’s give him hell.
Genie is a real sweetheart – open, generous, confident but she’s on the brink of losing everything and she’s highly attracted to the stud muffin who’s attempting to bring her world crashing down around her. Time and again, Abel crushes her emotionally but she brushes herself off and vows to carry on. There’s a lot to like and admire in Genie – she’s genuine, loyal and very determined. She can tell that Abel disapproves vehemently of her chosen profession but she can also see just how deeply attracted he is to her, despite his denials.
Abel is intrinsically drawn to Genie and, increasingly, finds it hard to reconcile her ripped jeans, skinny t-shirt, no make-up look with her on stage siren persona. She’s like the girl next door and a sex goddess all wrapped in one gorgeous package and Abel struggles to resist her. He wants only to be attracted to her day look but he can’t get her erotic, sexy performance out of his head despite his strong, chauvinistic disapproval and this will lead to some highly-charged and very sexy scenes between the two of them, followed often by anger and hurt feelings. Talk about your angry sex!
Abel wasn’t an unethical man; it bothered him that he wanted to fuck her senseless and then fuck her over.
I really enjoyed this – it’s light, funny and very, very sexy. Kitty French’s style is engaging and compelling and the story held my attention from beginning to end even if I did want to kick Abel’s arrogant arse on more than one occasion. It’s written as a standalone but I do think there’s scope for one of the secondary characters to get a story of their own so hopefully we haven’t seen the last of Abel and Genie.
So if you enjoy an arrogant, filthy-talking but oh so sexy Australian and a feisty, kickass heroine giving as good as she gets and then some, I think Genie will work for you. It’s great contemporary romance – a wonderful reprieve from reality and I think the central couple have some of the best names in the romance genre. Genie Divine and Abel Kingdom – they don’t get much better than that!
4 sequinned nipple tassel twirling stars











I don't like him, he doesn't like me, and then every now and then we meet in the middle and rip each other's clothes off.

She looked like a girl who smoked cigarettes and bathed in champagne, who knew every dirty word in the dictionary and a few more besides.

She wanted to make him come so hard his knees would buckle, yet at the same time she wanted to clamp her hands around his throat and stop his breath.

He didn't want to want that woman, that dangerously powerful, knowing siren. He didn't want to want Genie Divine at all.

She stirred memories in him he'd rather keep buried, and she stirred emotions in him that left him feeling betrayed even by his own body. Right at that moment his head hated her, his cock loved her, and his heart was plain confused.
You're a woman, I'm a man. You want to tempt me into fucking you? Go ahead. Throw yourself at me. But know this. I'll fuck you and then I'll fuck you over.



She wanted to make him come so hard his knees would buckle, yet at the same time she wanted to clamp her hands around his throat and stop his breath. It was exhausting, and she was more than aware that the sexual tension was distracting her from the real and urgent business of raising enough money to keep hold of the theatre.An enemies to lovers modern romance with a delicious burlesque twist!
"I don't like him, he doesn't like me, and then every now and then we meet in the middle and rip each other's clothes off."Genie is a believable, relatable, strong, smart female lead and I fell in love with her character instantly. She's confidant and tenacious and stole my heart.
Abel wasn't an unethical man; it bothered him that he wanted to fuck her senseless and then fuck her over. Business and pleasure, a bad mix as always.Oh Abel! What a fabulously filthy mouth on this guy... Imagining the delicious things whispered by this man all wrapped up in an Australian accent will have you melting...
Burlesque isn't cheap, Abel, and it isn't prostitution. It's an age-old form of entertainment, rich in comedy and music hall tradition. It's about striptease, illusion, art... a celebration of women. Yes, it's suggestive. Yes, it's sexy. But it's not obscene, or debasing to the performer or the watchers.The setting was practically a character in its own right. It is the only home that Genie has ever known - she's lived her entire life there, she works there, and she even lives in an apartment above the building.













He wants her theatre. She wants him dead.
“She looked like a girl who smoked cigarettes and bathed in champagne, who knew every dirty word in the dictionary and a few more besides.”

“How could the same woman have so many faces? And how could they all be beautiful in their own way?”

" ‘It was never you that needed to change, Beauty,’ he said, choked up. ‘It was always me.’ "

”I don’t like him, he doesn’t like me, and then every now and then we meet in the middle and rip each other’s clothes off.”
He wanted to touch her, to fuck her, to possess her every which way. To lay her on velvet and take her slowly until she moaned his name. To rut her naked up against a rough alley wall until the skin on her shoulder blades bled.
Watching Genie rendered him powerless. Powerless to take his eyes off her. Powerless to stop his body reacting to hers. Powerless to stop the bewildering mix of lust and contempt low in his gut, whether contempt for her or for himself, he wasn’t sure.
She wanted to make him come so hard his knees would buckle, yet at the same time she wanted to clamp her hands around his throat and stop his breath.
He held her as a man holds a woman he adores, and he kissed her as a man kisses a woman he needs to fuck more than he needs to breathe.









I don’t like him, he doesn’t like me, and then every now and then we meet in the middle and rip each other’s clothes off.
You're a woman, I'm a man. You want to tempt me into fucking you? Go ahead. Throw yourself at me. But know this. I'll fuck you and then I'll fuck you over.
"Burlesque isn't cheap, Abel, and it isn't prostitution. It's an age-old form of entertainment, rich in comedy and music hall tradition. It's about striptease, illusion, art... a celebration of women. Yes, it's suggestive. Yes, it's sexy. But it's not obscene, or debasing to the performer or the watchers."Abel on the other hand was an arrogant, pig headed arse who riled me no end. He didn't try to understand what Genie did. In fact he was so hell bent on destroying the theatre and everything he thought it stood for that nothing and no one was going to change his mind. Grrrr!!! However Kitty French did fab job with his character because as much as I wanted to kick him in the nuts on more than one occasion, there was just something about him that piqued my interest. There was more to Abel Kingdom than I initially thought. This was a man with secrets and watching his back story unravel was definitely an eye opener. It made me see him in a whole new light and as much as he was initially an anti hero, I couldn't hate him if I tried.
"Say something like that to me in public again and it won’t be my tongue in your mouth. It’ll be my cock."






















