Blog Tour: Summoned (Summoned #1) by Rainy Kaye

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Title: Summoned
Series: Summoned, book 1
Author: Rainy Kaye
Age Group: New Adult
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publication Date: March 28, 2014 by Immortal Ink Publishing
Buy Links: Amazon
Twenty-three year old Dimitri has to do what he is told—literally. Controlled by a paranormal bond, he is forced to use his wits to fulfill unlimited deadly wishes made by multimillionaire Karl Walker.

Dimitri has no idea how his family line became trapped in the genie bond. He just knows resisting has never ended well. When he meets Syd—assertive, sexy, intelligent Syd—he becomes determined to make her his own. Except Karl has ensured Dimitri can’t tell anyone about the bond, and Syd isn’t the type to tolerate secrets.

Then Karl starts sending him away on back-to-back wishes. Unable to balance love and lies, Dimitri sets out to uncover Karl’s ultimate plan and put it to an end. But doing so forces him to confront the one wish he never saw coming—the wish that will destroy him.

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​Doctor Phillip Ballantyne prattles on for a quarter past forever, but the clock lies and shows it has only been two hours. My ass is numb. I never sit this long except when I’m scoping a mark or owning on a first-person shooter. With the latter, at least I have an awesome chair.
​These conference seats could get a confession from the innocent.
​I head for the door, then realize I’m a moron. No going back to my hotel yet. I pat my pockets like I lost something, though most people are busy politely shoving through the crowd out the exit, and make my way back to my Guantanamo special edition chair.
​Phil—I hope I can call him Phil—is standing to the side of the podium conversing with some women from the audience. They are talking in rapid excitement, even giggling. My boy here is a regular Tommy Lee.
​He glances up and his gaze lands on me. His grin is so wide he looks like a damn Jack-o’-lantern.
​“Hello, hello!” He comes toward me, arm outstretched.
​I pull to my feet and shake his hand, squeezing a little too hard accidentally on purpose. His flinch is quickly subdued.
​He talks like every sentence ends with an exclamation mark. “I hope you found my conference enlightening! I haven’t seen you at the others! If you enjoyed it, I will be holding another one next month in Houston!”
​I give my temple a short rub with my palm and try to vomit up some sunshine right back. “It was excellent, uh, Phil.”
​“Doctor,” he says, with a reprimanding raised eyebrow.
​“Doctor. Yes, Doctor.” I struggle to find the next words. “Your piece on the Canary Islands was quite . . . brilliant.”
​The women have gathered around us, and they nod and move in closer until we’re all such close buddies. Wouldn’t be surprised if we started holding hands and singing Kumbaya.
​“Have you read my work?” He’s still grinning at me.
​ I have an urge to shove the barrel of my gun into his mouth.
​“Uh, no, I have not,” I say, then add, “but I have been meaning to.”​
​If I worked the conversations with ladies at the bars this well, I really would be a virgin still.
​“Oh, there’s a table out in pre-function. I’ll let Doris know to send you home with a copy of my books. Here, let me give you my info.” He slips out his wallet, grabs a business card, and hands it to me. “It has my email and phone number.”
​His tone is like he just gave me directions to Jesus’ tomb. The women are not-so-discreetly trying to sneak a peek. Just to be a jerk, I fold the card in half and stuff it in my front pocket.
​“Thank you,” I say. “I’ll let you know how I enjoy the books.”
​“Yes, please do.” He clasps my shoulder and leads me away from Team Phil. He lowers his voice. “We are opening up internships this summer, and I would be delighted if you would apply. It’s a marvelous opportunity to get first-hand experience and network.”
​I still don’t even know what Phil does, besides talk about people who whistle like canaries or something.
​But I play along by nodding and saying, “I’ll do that. Should I email you for details when I get home?”
​“Yes, yes. At your first chance,” he says. “Let me know, and I’ll put in a personal recommendation for you.”
​If I didn’t already hate Phil for being a wife beater, I would be happy to off him just because he oozes so much goodwill he must keep the heads of children in his basement. Yin and yang.
​“Great, thank you.” I nonchalantly pull away from his grasp, then add in a casual tone, “So, you headed home now?”
​He chuckles, though he sounds tired. I have a solution for this. A permanent one.
​“Not heading home until tomorrow. Drinks with some of the other professors first, then back to my hotel for the night.” He shakes my hand again. “It was good meeting you, um, what was your name?”
​“Ralf,” I say, and it amuses me that a guy named Ralf is going to have a gun to his forehead in a few hours.
​I would like to ask him what bar he will be visiting or what hotel he is staying at, but both questions pose a risk of sounding alarming. I’ll do it the traditional way then.
​We have a long night of hanging out—Phil.

Dimitri works for a man called Karl who is one big giant a-hole with a capital A! He sends him off to kill/kidnap people with no thought to Dimitri. He has no choice, he’s bound to Karl with an Unbreakable bond, besides death but he’s under oath not to kill him. Sucks for him. Dimitri is sent on a group of missions back to back which is really rare and new ants to know what’s going on. Especially when it’s not just him he’s thinking about anymore.

I wasn’t sure what to expect and I still don’t know but i was surprised a few times yet predicted a fair bit. I did enjoy Summoned but not as much as I’d have liked to. I think the main problem for me was Syd. She just downright annoyed me. Okay so she had her good points but they were lost amongst her bad ones. I just completely disliked her and considering she plays a big part in the story it was upsetting.

Dimitri, not really sure what I can say about him. My heart broke for him, imagine being bound to someone who only wants to use you for his own purpose. At his beck and call 24/7 with no life of his own. It would kill me, literally. But he soldiered on and done what was expected of him, most of the time. What attracted him to Syd though? I don’t get it, am I the only one who doesn’t like her?

The story was a great idea, I haven’t read many books on genies so it was fun and refreshing. I loved how the wishes were unlimited and they had to take oaths at the beginning of their bond. I will not kill myself, I will not kill my master etc. and the way Syd and Karl fit together into the story was also a brilliant idea, and the little girl… Won’t say anymore on that one.

Sylvia was a tart, is there a nicer way to say it? She bloody annoyed me too, more so than Syd. I’m glad he pushed her away every time, I don’t think I could of took it had he accepted her advances. Makes me cringe at the thought.

The ending was okay, slightly predictable, maybe a lot. There was a little surprise thrown in there for me though which I thoroughly enjoyed. Overall it was a fun, fast paced read but I’m only going to give it 3* as disliking a main character is a big no no for me and predictability too. Other than that, I liked it.

3 rating

About the Author
Rainy Kaye is an aspiring overlord. In the mean time, she blogs at and writes paranormal novels from her lair somewhere in Phoenix, Arizona. When not plotting world domination, she enjoys getting lost around the globe, studying music so she can sing along with symphonic metal bands, and becoming distracted by Twitter (@rainyofthedark). She is represented by Rossano Trentin of TZLA.

You can find Rainy at: Blog | Twitter | Facebook

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