RELEASE DAY BLITZ                                                HETCH by RIVER SAVAGE

Title: Hetch (Men of S.W.A.T. #1)

Author: River Savage

Release Date: 11th May, 2016

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verb \ˈsāv\ 


1 a: Keep safe or rescue (someone or something) from harm or danger.

Synonyms: rescue, come to someone’s rescue, save someone’s life, set free, liberate, deliver, extricate.

Saving lives is the end goal.

It’s a responsibility I live with every day, the reason I wear the badge.

Built on a brotherhood that runs deeper than blood, this way of life has become my very existence…

Until Liberty. 

I thought I was saving her.

I never expected her to be the one saving me.




Kindle Friends Forever 5 ★ review by Claire Rose

(This novel does come with a warning about some of the issues that are covered so please take note.)

I’ve read all this author works, but this one was an absolute joy to read. I loved it! If you are looking for a story that has emotions running high, has you laughing from start to finish and makes you fall in love with the characters, then this is the book for you.

Hetch is the first book in the Men of Swat Series and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. The cover alone had me more than intrigued. From about chapter two, I was laughing out loud so vigorously that it got to the point tears of joy were running down my face. But then those tears turned into heart-breaking soul wrenching ones. To say our leading man has a past is an understatement. His issue is what no person should go through, and to see a strong alpha man struggle with his emotions while trying to carry on with life was very eye opening for me. This made me realise there are people out there who are suffering from these events and need support and just love. I wanted to wrap my arms around my Kindle and hold on tight. My emotions took a big hit with to such an extreme that I wasn’t even sure I was going to survive to the end.

Hetch has a very strong character and I couldn’t help but adore him to pieces! He’s existing in life and saving lives is what he does; hence why he wears the badge. With a promotion up for grabs he goes all out to get it. Only there is a slight issue, he has to go through a psych evaluation to see how he is coping with everything.

“I use sex, beer, and my job.”

Thinking he’s failed, he goes home where he meets a woman who brings out everything in him. In turn making him confused, he tries to it keep his feelings together.

Liberty is a woman full of sass who also knows what she wants. When she meets her neighbour, she stays well away from him for reasons to be divulged. However, an indisputable connection there is. After an event that has Liberty in danger, she gives up and decides to give a relationship a go with him.

“I missed you.”
“You did?”
“Specially missed this. Missed seeing you come to life.”

Only while Hetch is on a job, things start to deteriorate as she tries to hold on with everything she has got.

I could write so much more but since I don’t want to give too much away, I’ll leave it here and let you make up your own minds about this incredibly well-developed read. What I will say is the story in itself shows loyalty, compassion and a true sense of family. This gave me exactly what I needed, too. All the characters who have big roles to play are beautifully described adding a profound depth. I have no doubt whatsoever that I’ll be rereading time and time again. Not one minute did I ever get bored; therefore my rating is five stars. Well done, Ms Savage. Looking forward to the next book in this series.



They say moments of clarity hit you hard. Like suddenly a deep understanding smacks you in the face. Your vision becomes unclouded, and a truth that’s been out of your reach rushes at you. It’s in that second your perception of reality becomes so clear you can’t begin to describe it.

Some call it beautiful, some say it can be saddening, some even compare it to the moment your drug of choice washes over you, offering a moment of escape.

I wish I could I say my moment of clarity is an epiphany or some kind of life-defining moment that showed me where my messed-up life is going.

No, my moment hits me as the first wave of the orgasm I’ve been chasing the last few minutes washes over me.

“Fuck, woman, wait for me this time.” His voice pulls me from my haze first, reminding me how messed up I am.

Heat covers my body, not from the life-altering orgasm, but from embarrassment.

Without thinking rationally, I throw my vibrator to the floor and freeze, afraid to move, as a low moan pauses on my lips. The thump of my beating heart, almost syncing in perfect rhythm to the throb drumming between my legs.

Jesus, please tell me he didn’t hear me.

“Don’t go shy on me now, babe.” He half chuckles, half growls, and even though there is a wall between us, the words wash over me; Goose bumps prickle my skin as if his warm breath whispered over me.




Slowly, as if by some freak of nature, apartment nine can see me through the wall, I roll off the bed and find myself on all fours.

Really, Liberty?

Fully committed to my actions, I slowly army crawl my way to the nearest exit.

A strong tap on the wall halts my escape followed by, “You still there?” Another wave of humiliation crashes over me when I take stock of my predicament.

If I don’t get out of here fast, I’ll be drowning in so much embarrassment, nothing will resuscitate me.

Unable to form a coherent thought, and not willing to engage with the pervert, I continue to low crawl my way out of my bedroom and into my bathroom. Closing the door, I stand, and quickly walk to the shower. After turning the faucet on, I strip the rest of my clothes off, then step under the spray of the water.

Jesus, that was close.

I have no idea what I was thinking. In fact, I know I wasn’t. Which scares me even more.

I, Liberty Jenson, would never take risks like this. If asked what prompted this change in me, I’d answer with two things.

Apartment nine.

And a self-appointed sex sabbatical.

It all started when I moved into my new apartment. At first, I was excited, ready for a fresh start. After a messy break-up, which included dealing with a douche ex who didn’t know how to keep his dick in his pants, I needed a new place. Somewhere closer to town this time, secure, and most importantly, affordable. However, finding a place close to the city, which was secure enough to make me feel safe and would still leave me enough money left over from my program director’s wage, proved to be a feat. After searching for five weeks, I was about to give up, accept defeat and move in with my mom and dad again. I mean it wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to a single thirty-year-old woman.


Luckily for me, I didn’t have to resort to such desperate measures when this place came up two weeks ago. After a quick walk through, I fell in love with the two bedrooms, one bath, and open kitchen living area. I filled out the paperwork, paid my deposit, a month’s rent in advance, and moved in five days later.

Everything seemed perfect.

That was until I realized how paper-thin the walls were between apartments.

It started out subtle, a sneeze in the early evening on my first night here as I settled into bed. A soft murmur of a man’s voice the third night.

But then came the sex.

The hot, wild, filthy sex.

The fourth night in my new apartment, I was woken to the low moans of what I assumed to be a needy woman.

My face heats up remembering the screams, the grunts. The deep baritone of apartment nine’s voice as he told the ‘bitch’ to keep it quiet.

Unsure what to do, I laid silent, listening to my new neighbor fuck some lucky woman into submission.

I’m not going to lie; I wasn’t turned on by it. I was set alight.

I never thought I would be that kind of person, the kind who got off from listening in on someone get off, but something in the way he spoke to her, something in the way he spoke to all the other women since, stirred a new want in me. Soon I found myself seeking out my room for a chance to hear him.

It was wrong.

So wrong.

But it didn’t stop me from wanting it.

The screams.

The deep grunts of pleasure.

I wanted it all.

I wanted it to be me.

“I’m officially going to hell.” I groan under the water, trying to wash the stupidity off me. Stupid would be the nice way of calling me a fucking idiot. And an idiot is what I am. Especially after tonight.



About the Author


River Savage is the Author of the Knights Rebels MC Series. She released her debut novel, Incandescent, in August 2014. 

An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. 

With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born. 


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