The Saint by Tiffany Reisz Book Review

Updated: Jan 22

The Saint

by Tiffany Reisz

Published by MIRA books

Book #5 in the Original Sinners Series,

Book #1 in the Original Sinners: The White Years series

In the beginning, there was him.

Gutsy, green-eyed Eleanor never met a rule she didn't want to break. She's sick of her mother's zealotry and the confines of Catholic school, and declares she'll never go to church again. But her first glimpse of beautiful, magnetic Father Marcus Stearns and his lust-worthy Italian motorcycle is an epiphany. Suddenly, daily Mass seems like a reward, and her punishment is the ache she feels when they're apart. He is intelligent and insightful and he seems to know her intimately at her very core. Eleanor is consumed—and even she knows that can't be right.

But when one desperate mistake nearly costs Eleanor everything, it is Søren who steps in to save her. She vows to repay him with complete obedience…and a whole world opens before her as he reveals to her his deepest secrets.

Danger can be managed—pain, welcomed. Everything is about to begin.


Steamy Erotica Sweet


Tell me right now you don't picture Søren in Alexander Skarsgard's likeness. Go on. I dare you.

The Saint by Tiffany Reisz is the fifth book in the Original Sinners series, and the first book in the White Years sub-series. We get a mix of timelines here, with Nora in the present telling the story of how she me met Søren, and the first few years of their relationship.

Tiffany Reisz does is again with The Saint. The Original Sinner's series as a whole is original, and truly easy to become fully immersed in. The Saint is the same, bringing us back to the beginning of Søren's and Eleanor's story. If after reading the first four books, you are still not loving Søren, I dare you to read this one and not love him. If not for yourself, for Nora.

The Saint doesn't just add context to the story as a whole, but to the characters we all know and love. It adds a whole lot more delicious layers to them, and helps us understand them, and why they are the way they are. Eleanor/Nora has always been a complicated character for me to love. Seeing where she comes from helps quite a lot. The Saint also further cements what she said he The Mistress, that she was like this before Søren and Kingsley entered her life. She was not exaggerating when she said her life would have been over if not for Søren. And how could you not fall in freaking love with Søren after reading The Saint? Sure, he is a sadist, but it's not as if he isn't clear about what he is to Eleanor. I got the sense from the last book that Søren has a bit of a romantic in him, and it shows SO much in The Saint. Hell, he is even ... playful. And Kingsley ... oh Kingsley. You know, I liked him in the past four books, but I didn't love him. His charm and unrepentant ways got to me this time, and I loved seeing his bond with Eleanor grow into a true friendship.

Notice I am being vague about the present Nora, who is telling the story? I'm doing that on purpose. If you haven't read the first four Original Sinners books, go do it. THEN read this one. While 80% of the book is set in the past, it is not a prequel. It's important to read these books in order. But I highly recommend you do.

Top 3 Favorite Moments

1. The first time they meet

2. Søren helping her after her arrest for stealing 5 luxury cars, and his commitment to her bettering herself for her future

3. Making her water the stick in the ground for six months

4. (bonus) Eleanor's biblical satire

5. (bonus) Søren and Kingsley drunk at the church

6. (bonus) The night Søren tells her everything about himself, and tells her he loves her.

7. (bonus) Eleanor giving up on her father to save Søren and herself

8. (bonus) Kingsley and Eleanor talking about Søren and loving more than one person

9. (bonus) Søren being understanding about Wyatt

10. (bonus) Kingsley sneaking into Eleanor's dorm room and giving her twenty birthday spankings

11. (bonus) Søren's birthday gift to Eleanor with the orchestra

12. (bonus) Eleanor and Søren FINALLY having sex

Where to Buy


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Favorite Quotes

Nico: "I know about saints. I am one, remember?"

Nora: "Saint Nicholas brought me Christmas early this year. Although sleeping with him will put me on the naughty list for eternity."

Nico: "It's my list. I'll be the judge of that."

It begins with a whimper but ends in a bang.

Sister Margaret: "Would you care to share with the class exactly what you find so funny?"

Eleanor: "Nothing. Except St. Teresa's having an orgasm."

Sister Margaret: "Excuse me?"

Eleanor: "Oh, come on. She's got her head back and her eyes are closed and her mouth's all open. And the angel is thrusting the arrow into her and she's all on fire. Seriously, penetrated to the entrails? Sign me up for that. I wanna be a saint if I can get some of that action."

Dad: "I lost my new puppy. Will you come help me find him?"

Eleanor: "Oh, hell, no. I saw that very special episode of Diff'rent Strokes."

Eleanor: "Mom said I'm not allowed to date. Ever, I think. She didn't give me an age."

Dad: "You know your mother. She doesn't want you getting in trouble like she did."

Eleanor: "You mean knocked up at seventeen? And whose fault is that?"

Dad: "Elle, shut up and drive."

Dad: "You look like your mother."

Eleanor: "You want me to let you out right here?"

Dad: "Your mother is a very beautiful woman."

Eleanor: "She is a very crazy woman who is driving me crazy. Did I mention crazy?"

Eleanor: "You're kind of an idiot. You know that, right?"

He raised an eyebrow at her.

Søren: "Am I?"

He sat astride his motorcycle and she stepped in front of it.

Eleanor: "Do you have any idea what it is you have between your legs?"

Søren: "I'm well aware of what is between my legs."

Eleanor: "Then you know that this is a Ducati. A 907 I.E."

Søren: "Is it?"

Eleanor: "It's in black. Never seen one in black before. Do you have any idea how much this Duck is worth?"

Søren: "A small fortune, I'd imagine."

Eleanor: "Yeah. A small one. So where's your lock?"

Søren: "Pardon?"

Eleanor: "Your disc lock. You can't leave a Ducati sitting in a parking lot without a lock on it unless you're criminal stupid or you want it to get stolen. Which one is it?"

Søren: "Criminally stupid."

Eleanor: "So you admit it?"

Søren: "No, I'm correcting your grammar. And I didn't realize suburban Connecticut was such a high-crime district. Should I be afraid?"

Eleanor: "If I had something that valuable, I'd lock it up."

He smiled at her.

Søren: "I plan to."

Eleanor: "My mom says you're too young to be a priest."

Søren: "I'm twenty-nine. But I'll try to age very quickly for her. I'm certain pastoring at a church you attend will age me considerably."

Eleanor: "I'll do my best."

He continued to stare at her. His eyes had widened even further.

Eleanor: "Father Stearns? Søren? Whoever you are?"

Søren: "Forgive me. I was utterly riveted by your story. I might have entered a fugue state."

Eleanor: "Lucky for me, it all happened at the back of the bus and the driver didn't see it. Otherwise Vice Principal Wells would have my ass. He told me if I got sent to his office one more time I'd be publicly crucified as an example to the rest of the school. I think he was kidding?"

Søren: "Did you deserve such a threat?"

Eleanor: "Maybe. I said in class the St. Teresa didn't have a mystical experience but was, in fact, having an orgasm. It's not like I didn't prove it. She said the angel 'penetrated' her with his 'flaming arrow' right to her 'entrails' and that is gave her 'ecstasy.' That was not a mystical experience. That was a big O. V.P. Wells didn't appreciate my theology."

Eleanor: "You're not a normal priest, are you?"

He gave her a smile that hit her like a slap to the face and a kiss on the mouth all at once.

Søren: "My God, I hope not."

Eleanor: "Doesn't help that you're like the hottest priest on the planet."

Søren looked up sharply at her. Eleanor went pale.

Eleanor: "I said that out loud."

Søren: "Should I pretend I didn't hear it?"

Eleanor: "I said it. I'll go say some Hail Marys."

Søren: "Where does a young lady in Wakefield, Connecticut, purchase combat boots?"

Eleanor: "Goodwill."

Søren: "You're wearing Goodwill combat boots?"

Eleanor: "Yes."

Søren: "Congratulations, Eleanor. Your footwear has achieved irony."

Søren: "If I were to find a young woman stunningly attractive, intriguing and intelligent, then I will not have committed a sin. I could take that to my confessor, and he'd laugh and tell me not to come back and see him until I had something worth confessing. Now, if I acted on my attraction to this young woman, then we might have a problem."

Eleanor: "Or a really good evening."

She grinned at him. Søren cocked any eyebrow at her.

Eleanor: "I mean, a really sinful evening."

Søren: "Better."

Søren: "I'll do my best to explain my logic to them."

Eleanor: "Logic? You're going to use logic on Catholics?"

Søren closed his eyes and shook his head.

Eleanor: "What?"

He held up his hand, indicating his need for silence.

Eleanor: "What?"

Søren: "Do you hear that?"

Eleanor: "No. I don't hear anything. Do you hear something?"

Søren: "I do."

Eleanor: "What?"

Søren: "God laughing at me."

Eleanor: "You hear God laughing at you?"

Søren: "Loudly. I'm quite surprised you can't hear it."

Søren: "I think you're dangerous."

Eleanor: "Me? Dangerous?"

Søren: "You. Very."

Thrust? She'd already used the word thrust twice in this scene. She got out her thesaurus and flipped to the entry for thrust. 'Ram, jab, prod, push, poke, drill.' Drill? He drilled into her?

Eleanor: "He's fucking me, not installing new kitchen cabinets."

Whatever. Back to writing. She'd fix her thrust issue later.

Søren: "Do you value your worth as a child of God so little that you presume I would only help in exchange for sex?"

Eleanor: "Is that a no?"

Søren raised an eyebrow at her and Eleanor was overcome with a fit of laughter.

Søren: "That would be a no."

Eleanor: "Do you always talk like this?"

Søren: "You mean articulately?"

Eleanor: "Yes."

Søren: "Yes."

Eleanor: "Weird."

Søren: "Very well, then."

Eleanor: "Very well what?"

He held out his hand, waiting for her to shake it.

Eleanor: "You're kidding, right?"

Søren: "I want you to obey me forever. It is a high price, and I realize that. If we have to negotiate, then we have to negotiate I accept your terms. Can you accept mine?"

Eleanor slowly raised her hand off the desk and put her fingers into his.

Eleanor: "Okay. You got me. I'm yours. Forever."

Søren: "Everything."

Nora: "Had it been any other man it probably would have scared me. But with Søren, everything felt like destiny. When we met he said, 'It's a pleasure to finally meet you.' We'd both been waiting for each other, like it was meant to be that we would find and love each other."

Nico: "It's good he helped you. You're here with me and not in prison."

Nora: "I'd do okay in prison. Helps that I love having sex with women."

Nico: "This isn't helping my erection."

Nora: "I'd say I'm sorry, but you're too pretty to lie to."

Eleanor: "Hi, Søren. "

He arched an eyebrow at her.

Eleanor: "I mean, Father Stearns."

Søren: "This is going to be an issue for us, isn't it?"

Eleanor: "Probably."

Eleanor: "Your wish is my command."

Søren: "A good attitude to adopt."