Kierra was a poor poet looking for a job while she worked toward her dream of becoming a published poet. One day she accidentally becomes the personal assistant to married spies. For the last three years, she's lusted after them, not very secretively, until finally, she decides it's time to move on with her life and gives her notice.
During her last week of work, her bosses whisk her away to Serbia for a top secret mission that only she can help them complete. And in the middle of dispatching a European dictator, Kierra and her bosses give in to their deepest desires.
Pink Slip is the first in an erotic/suspense/spy/comedy series that wonders what James Bond's receptionist's life might have been like. If James Bond had a wife and they both wanted to shag the receptionist. But the dirty American version of that. And all of the possible entanglements in between.
Review 5 out of 5 stars
I don’t really read Erotica. It’s not that I have something against it, I just don’t tend to read much of it.
That’s not to say this novel is wholly Erotica, but it is erotic AF.
Christian Grey is a just billionaire with kinks, in comparison.
Pink Slip is a sexualized, Erotic thriller with a plot and a direction. An unconventional romance you will root for, and may not fully understand.
I was completely blown away by the author’s ability to drag me into this unorthodox tale, but it was so well-written that I forgot all of my inhibitions and preconceived notions—and dove all the way in. Feet first.
I read with one eye closed initially, and was completely open-eyed by the end.
Katrina, you are a Queen.
First of all, the story is multi-faceted, layered and does not lack an ounce of entertainment.
I was so wholly invested and entertained that I’m kind of at a loss for words as to how to fully encapsulate my thoughts into this review—without sounding like a complete baboon.
Kierra was a bright-eyed, poet with a knack for perceived innocence and restricted lust. Kierra was no lamb but she wasn’t a lion either. I could almost picture her with my mind timid, yet strong and completely wanton.
Her character was essential to the development of the bosses she wound up working for, Monica and Lane.
Monica was the boss but Lane was far from a wimp. I admired their shared understanding. They knew what the other needed and balanced each other out.
Lane is a southern drawl, away from slithering right into your heart. He’s not a wordy man, but he was very charming and will entice any female and male reader if that’s your thing.
When Keirra came into their life, all they needed was an assistant but they got so much more.
Between unabashed stolen glances, feather-light touches, and promising eyes, you’re going to need some water to get through these sexy times.
What Katrina did with these erotic scenes was grab the reader by the throat, and then caressed it back to normal. It’s intense and angsty, and it will leave you gasping for breath.
In its erotic strength, it also presented us with a thrilling background. As spies, you could expect some action but it was definitely thrilling. If your heart wasn’t pumping from the sexual tension than the thrill will do it for you.
You don’t anticipate what happens but when it does, it’s all very will exciting.
It’s not easy to attempt and erotica novel and combine that with romance and thrill—and keep things both fluid and interesting—Katrina does so effortlessly.
Let me tell you, you will not be disappointed. You’ll be invested in the character and their individual backgrounds and stories.
I am so so impressed. I was completely taken aback by how well this was done and how into it I really got.
A solid story with an easy to follow plot Katrina did her thing with this one. She left us panting for more with the ending that will lead very nearly into book two.
I’m excited for the upcoming black female plus-size meets Asian spy, sexy read, but I will miss my new favorite trio.
Do not do your self an injustice by not buying a copy of this book. Not only will you be missing out on a pretty damn good book—you’ll hurt my feelings, and I know you don't want to do that.
Kat, you did the damn thing, and you as a reader reading this review deserve to experience that.