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Blog Tour & Review: Transparent (The Luminous Series #2) by Erin Noelle

Her elusive past didn't worry me,

Her heartbreaking scars never made me cringe,

And her haunting demons only made me a stronger man.

But the day Blake Martin was stolen from me,

I was scared to death.

Prepared to do anything necessary to get her back,

Little did I know it just might cost me my life.

My name is Madden Decker, and this is my story.



Lissa's Review

Five Boundless Stars

Transparent starts, exactly where Translucent left off. And let me just say.. It's just as good or even better than the first one in the series.

The feeling of danger is never gone, you know that something major will happen and it will be crazy. I loved how Madden, loved Blake. The idea that you would go to any length to save someone you care and love.

"That's who I am as a lover. A guardian. A protector."

You are introduced to a few characters in this book. One of them being Raze and even though you know that he is pretty crazy, you can't help but like him. He wants to do good but being part of a Mafia family, the good is few and far inbetween.

Noelle has this amazing writing ability. Though, this is the second book I've read of hers. I have a bunch on my TBR pile. Which I hope I can get to soon.

Anywho, I loved this story. The feeling of being on edge, I didn't want to stop reading. I wanted to know! And the fact that Blake could even get through her past, makes you realize how strong she is. She may have a weakness in her but I had the feeling that anything that she faced, she could get through.

I loved how it ended, as well. The story was complete and I'm so glad I had a chance read Madden and Blake's Story. One other thing, I liked how each chapter had a song attached to it. Though, it was a tad distracting because I would have to look for the song and play it. But all the songs were perfect.


His turbulent blue gaze cuts around the room until they land on where I’m curled up in a ballin the corner of the room, and when I don’t jump up right away, he begins to stalk in mydirection.

“Did you hear me, girl? I said we have to leave. Right no—”

He stops in his tracks once he takes notice of the spaghetti dinner the housekeeper, or at least that’s who I assume she was,delivered a short time ago, now splattered against the wall above where the plate it was served on lies in fragmented pieces on the floor. I tighten my grip on one of the porcelain shardsentangled in my trembling fingers. The sharpest one I could find.

“What in the fuck did you do? Are you fucking crazy?” Boring a hole in me with anincredulous stare, he closes the distance between us and squats down to my level.

I keep my eyes trained on him, but say nothing. I’ve got a split-second to make the decision on whether to attempt an escape now with my makeshift weapon, or to wait until a better opportunity presents itself.

All day, I’ve been trying to listen to the different muffled voicesthrough the walls as I watched the cars come and go out the window, compiling as muchinformation as possible about my whereabouts and the people in the house. I haven’t learned much except that Raze has been here with me the whole time.

After Anatoli informed me last night of my purpose here with the Russians, Raze escortedme back to the room—this room—where I was permitted to shower and given a bowl ofchicken and rice to eat. The rest of the night I lay awake in the darkness, the sound of crickets inthe trees, and my conflicting thoughts. Thoughts that ranged from planning my getaway, towondering how sweet the revenge would be if I actually killed Vincent Ricci.


Sometimes you reach a point where you just can’t take any more — a breaking point, some call it. The day I watched my husband murder the woman who was pregnant with his child, my point didn’t just break, it exploded like a full magazine’s worth of hollow points firing through the barrel of a fully-automatic AK-47. Literally. I am no longer his American Princess, nor am I his slave. Now, I’m a murderer in hiding. My name was Bryleigh Carter Oliveira, and that was my story.

Translucent is one woman's story of breaking free, starting over, and learning to trust again through willful submission.



Erin Noelle is a Texas native, where she lives with her husband and two young daughters. While earning her degree in History at the University of Houston, she rediscovered her love for reading that was first instilled by her grandmother when she was a young child.A lover of happily-ever-afters, both historical and current, Erin is an avid reader of all romance novels. Her titles published include the Book Boyfriend Series, the Dusk ‘Til Dawn Series, Translucent, Conspire — co-authored with SE Hall, Surviving Us, MILF: Wrong Kind of Love and Spark.Her books have been a part of the USA Today Bestselling list and the Amazon and Barnes & Noble overall Top 100.


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