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The Saint by Tiffany Reisz

Who is the saint? Wouldn’t you like to know…

It’s been a few days since I finished reading this book and I’m still floating on the epic mindfuck wavelength vibes Tiffany Reisz wrote onto the pages.

I’m a Søren girl. Always have been and always will be. But let me tell you, there’s a new player in town. Well, in Bavaria.


In the beginning, there was him. 

Gutsy, green-eyed Eleanor never met a rule she didn’t want to break. She’s sick of her mother’s zealotry and the confines of Catholic school, and declares she’ll never go to church again. But her first glimpse of beautiful, magnetic Father Søren Stearns and his lust-worthy Italian motorcycle is an epiphany. Suddenly, daily Mass seems like a reward, and her punishment is the ache she feels when they’re apart. He is intelligent and insightful and he seems to know her intimately at her very core. Eleanor is consumed—and even she knows that can’t be right. 

But when one desperate mistake nearly costs Eleanor everything, it is Søren who steps in to save her. She vows to repay him with complete obedience…and a whole world opens before her as he reveals to her his deepest secrets. 

Danger can be managed—pain, welcomed. Everything is about to begin.


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And I won’t keep blabbing…

Writing this review is going to be beyond difficult and I’m going to do my best to avoid spoiling the book for you guys. Either I review it like I want to and ruin it all for you, or I don’t and leave everything SO vague. I’m going to go with vague. Sorry. NOT!

Nora is visiting Bavaria, Germany. Remember in The Mistress we learned Kingsley has a son? Well, he’s got an appearance in this one and we finally get to know him a little. See, Nora’s telling him about her past and how she got to know his papa.

The majority of the story is Nora, then Eleanor, as a teenager refusing to go to church on Sundays. It’s about her mother pretty much giving up on her.

Would it kill her to go to church one more day? One more hour? One more Mass? She could see the bike, maybe touch it, then get out again.
“Oay.” Elle threw off the covers. “I’m coming. But I’m doing it for the Ducati, not for God.”

It’s about a Jesuit priest that turns out to be the only reason she has a newfound interest in Mass. It’s about someone finally understanding her and her needs and accepting her forever just the way she was made.

“Forever,” she said.
And he said, “Everything.”

My obsession with Søren is validated over and over again in The Saint. He just has so many freakishly amazing lines.

Eleanor watched him as he flipped through stacks of CDs.
“What’s wrong?”
“The music selection is shameful. What is this?”
Søren held up a CD with familiar-looking cover.
“Dr. Dre.”
“Is he a licensed medical professional?”
“He’s a rapper.”

And he loves Nora so delicately (yes, I know it doesn’t sit well with his sadistic side, but he does!!)

“Thank you for loving me, Little One. You restore my faith.”

And there are so many more quotes I’d like to share, most are so emotional and amazing, but I can’t include them all.

I was so absorbed in the story, in how Nora and Søren met, how they grew close, how he saves her and loves her, how Nora surrenders herself to him from pretty much the minute she sees him for the first time. The way Søren restores her belief in herself, introduces her to his world, him introducing her to Kingsley and how that plays out… so many amazing moments.

But the scenes I loved most were when they were together in various situations that were outright comical. The incredible way they banter, Nora with her sharp wit, even as a young girl, Søren with his quick, intelligent and quip responses to her. His enjoyment with and from her practically jumps up from the pages.

I loved the complimenting information about all the characters we’ve known from the Red Years books and how little bits of information from those four books are the foundation of Nora and Søren’s story of falling in love.

Throughout the entire plot, we learn more about Nora’s parents and about many events that shaped her as a woman, as a writer and as a hardass (yet very emotional) dominatrix.

I really can’t touch everything that happens in the book. There’s just so much. So many little details about the past that project to the future, so many cute and funny and emotional scenes. The clever writing, the mind games Reisz plays on the reader. I will never tire of those.

I strongly recommend reading all the books in the series, getting the full experience before even considering The Saint.

You’ve probably heard of 5 letters, a list, the symphony, a fight, handcuffs and a lot more delicious things from people who’ve already read The Saint. Trust me, they are just the tip of the flogger.

My rating: 5 (trillion)

* Thank you Harlequin and NetGalley for the advance copy of this title in exchange for an honest review.

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Tiffany Reisz lives with her boyfriend (a reformed book reviewer) and two cats (one good, one evil). She graduated with a B.A. in English from Centre College in Danville, Kentucky and is making both her parents and her professors proud by writing BDSM erotica under her real name. She has five piercings, one tattoo, and has been arrested twice.

 When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin Dance, Latin Men, and Latin Verbs. She dropped out of a conservative southern seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. Johnny Depp’s aunt was her fourth grade teacher. Her first full-length novel THE SIREN was inspired by a desire to tie up actor Jason Isaacs (on paper). She hopes someday life will imitate art (in bed).

 If she couldn’t write, she would die.

Twitter: @TiffanyReisz  



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