The Spire by Kate Canterbary

The Spire

Title: The Spire

Author: Kate Canterbary

Release Date: December 13, 2016

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Series: The Walsh Series, Book 6*

*This book reads as a standalone


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Rebel, runner, recluse, rich girl.

Nine years ago, Erin Walsh ran away from everything.






The only permanence in her life is catastrophe.

She travels from country to country, chasing disaster, teasing fire, playing with poison. She guards against real connections, and shuns the only family she has left.

She holds everyone—even her siblings—at a mile-long distance. It’s the only way to protect herself.

But she can’t protect herself from him.

He’s the ice to her fire, and he’s willing to sacrifice everything to bring her home.


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Natalie’s 5 Star Review

Her beauty was the slap in the face, but her mind was the sucker punch. 

Trying to write a completely spoiler free review for a book and a series that you love so much is truly a challenge. I want to shout from the roof tops, or at least from my laptop about how awesome Erin is and how amazingly awesome her secret love interest was with her. But, alas, I will keep all the secrets to myself and just give you a general, albeit glowing review. 

Here it goes ….

Have you ever had that feeling, the one where your belly gets all bubbly and your skin prickles with excitement after finally getting something you have been waiting for? Thats the feeling that came over me when The Spire landed on my Kindle. I was excited and nervous all at once. I wanted to jump right into the book and speed read straight to the very end and then do it all over again. I didn’t do that though. I took a deep breath, opened my kindle, began to read and …


Kate Canterbary shocked and awed me! My mouth actually opened and let out a yelp. I never yelp. Kate made me yelp. 

I proceed to close my mouth and kept on reading because how can you not? I needed to know how this all came to be but, I also knew I needed to not rush. DO NOT RUSH this book! It is well worth the time it takes to read it. Absorb every word and every emotion. Take time to close your eyes, feel what you read, then open your eyes and keep going. You won’t regret it. Just know that Erin’s story is everything you never knew you wanted it to be. Her spirit, her curiosity, her intelligence and her capacity to love even when she didn’t think she could was what made this book something very special. I could go on and on about the story, the well crafted, full characters and the way these two things combine to create a book full of passion but it’s not necessary – you need to read and experience this all for yourself. 

And for those that have not had the absolute pleasure of reading The Walsh series yet, you need to fix that right now. This entire series is so well planned and plotted out. Each character and story so diverse yet each book fits seamlessly with the next. I don’t ever want Kate Canterbary to stop writing. 

I didn’t fall in love with Erin Walsh at first sight. I’d thought I did-oh, I really thought I did-but I was wrong about that. I fell in love with her the way seasons slide into each other, one day at a time until you couldn’t believe how much had changed when you weren’t looking. 

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I gave her a little shove, and she fell to the mattress. She aimed a meaningful glance at my jeans, and that was all the encouragement I needed to drop them to the ground. She crawled backward, and I followed, stalking her every movement until we were flat against a bank of pillows..

“Hi,” she said, running her hand up my flank and over my shoulder. She hooked her leg around my waist and pulled me flush against her. My cock was acutely aware that only my boxers and her panties separated us, and was alternately thrilled with that situation and impatient as hell. She smiled, a little shy. “I like the way you touch me.”

“That’s good because I really enjoy touching you,” I said, bringing my lips to her neck and trailing them down between her breasts. “I didn’t want to let you go when I met you last night. Wanted to keep you all to myself.”

“Oh,” she said, her eyebrow quirking as if this was an peculiar sentiment. “I don’t think anyone’s ever wanted to keep me before.”

Fuck, she was too much. Just too much. Beautiful and rough around every edge yet vulnerable and sensitive.

“I want to keep you,” I said, sliding my fingers behind her back to unclasp her bra. “I’ll keep you as long as you let me, lovely.” Her arms moved to her chest the minute her bra went flying over my shoulder. That vulnerability? There it was again. “And I want to see you, too.”

A groan was rumbling past my lips the second her arms went around my neck and she was bared to me. I thought her tits were a crime in that t-shirt, but I had no idea. They were full and pale, and delicious. I licked and sucked as if I was trying to consume her, and maybe I was.

“Say something,” she whispered, her fingers raking through my hair. “I want…I want to know what you’re thinking.”

I released her nipple with a satisfied groan, and then dropped kisses on each of her breasts before finding her eyes. “I’m thinking get me inside you right now.”

Our lips met as my fingers inched her panties over her hips. I could take her just like this, face-to-face while I tasted her hungry hums, and I’d want for nothing.

“You probably thought I’d be crazy in bed,” she said, her words muffled as she spoke against my neck. “Like, I don’t know, adventurous and kinky. Like, I keep nipple clamps in my back pocket and actually prefer wearing thongs, and I’m always down for anal. And it’s my fault, really. This whole night has been pretty wild, and I kissed you like a maniac and then everything on the boat, and it wouldn’t be wrong to think that tequila on my tits is an average Saturday morning but—”

“It only matters what you want,” I said, tipping up her chin. “Don’t worry about what I think, or what you think I’m thinking. Tell me what you want.”

Erin’s fingers clawed at my boxers, and together we got them over my hips and out of the way. Her panties were long gone and my cock was in love with the wet heat between her legs.

“Please don’t make it hurt,” she whispered.

I shook my head and dropped a kiss on her forehead. “Never.”


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About The Walsh Series

Meet the Walshes. They’re smart, sexy, seriously funny, and all kinds of alpha. These Boston-born architects—and their globetrotting volcanologist sister—are as real as it comes. They’re filthy and flawed, and still shaking off the shadows of a dark, painful childhood.

They’ll break you…but they know how to put you back together again.

The Walshes is an interconnected series of standalones.


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About Kate

Kate Canterbary doesn’t have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean–Pacific or Atlantic–is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people–be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane–ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn’t writing sexy architects, she’s scheduling her days around the region’s best food trucks.


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