Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Wild Like the Wind by Kristen Ashley

Keely doesn't mince her words, “now, the look on your face makes me want to suck your ***k but I’m hungry since you made me wait forever to eat, so we’re gonna do that first and then we’ll get down to the good stuff.” I liked this book, I loved Hound but my favorite in this series will always be Tack and Tyra's but Rush is up next so who knows he might take the top.

Infinite by Cecy Robson

Becca doesn't mind putting her man in his place and it amuses him, “Hale Wilder. You’ve developed a bad habit of interrupting me. If we’re going to work together, that **** isn’t going to fly? You hear me?” I smirk." Just like Becca, Hale doesn't hold anything back either, "she’s feeling shy. I’m not. “You mean the hot one we had in bed naked?” I turn around as if I can see the bedroom and hook a thumb. “That one in there, when we were feeling each other up.” I liked this book, I loved Hale.

Hot Honey Kisses by Addison Moore

I don't think Shep knows what to do with his girl at times, “are you kidding? Everyone knows that spitters are quitters.” I take a moment to sneer at him, and his mouth falls open at the double entendre." Shep is a bossy one, “no.” He threads his arm through mine. “You’re coming home with me.” Shep likes to make sure his girl is on the same page, "Serena stretches like a cat, pressing her bottom into my lap, and that’s about all I can take. “Are you up for round two?” I liked this book, I loved Shep.

Monday, July 30, 2018

BLOG TOUR REVIEW: Four Day Fling by Emma Hart


Four Day Fling, an all-new hilarious and romantic standalone from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Emma Hart is available NOW!

Imagine this.
You’re ready to leave after a one-night stand, and you’re figuring out how to—shock horror—leave your number and ask him to be your fake boyfriend for your sister’s wedding this weekend.
When he wakes up.
Well, that happened to me. And over coffee and omelets, I found myself a date.
Which was how I ended up arriving at the wedding with a guy I knew nothing about.
I didn’t know his last name, or how we met, or how long we’d been dating. I didn’t know where he grew up, what he’d majored in in college, or how many siblings he had.
I sure as hell didn’t know he was Adam Winters, hotshot hockey player, and not only my father’s favorite player, but my little nephew’s freakin’ idol.
Which means I’m in trouble. Big, big trouble.
My mother is suspicious, my sister is bridezilla on crack, and my grandpa will tell anyone who’ll listen about his time in Amsterdam’s Red Light District.
Four days.
I have to keep this up for four days, and then Adam and I can return to our regular lives, where we don’t have sex whenever we’re alone, and my family aren’t interrogating him over his intentions with me.
At least, that’s the plan.
And we all know what happens to those.
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Poppy is a little sassypants, “thanks for clearing that up. I didn’t know what a condom was for.” His lips curved..." Adam makes  compelling arguments, “and if there’s real ***, you need sustenance, and I’m happy to pay for it. So.” He pushed the tray right in front of me. “Eat up, Red..." Adam is learning hisngirl is quirky, “That’s the strangest way anyone has ever told me I have a big ***k.” I adored this book, it was such a hilarious read.

  “Ready?” Adam strolled out of the bedroom, playing with the button on his shorts. “For lunch with my mother?” I turned and stared at him, expressionless. “I’m thrilled.” He laughed and adjusted the short sleeve of his white shirt. “It’s what—an hour? Then she’ll be back snapping at your sister’s ankles. Surely you can give Rosie a break for sixty whole minutes.” “Oh no. I’ve done that guilt trip my entire life. I’m not getting it from my fake boyfriend, too.” I waggled my finger at him before turning back to the mirror to finish my make-up. “And yes, I can give her a break, but it doesn’t mean I need to be happy about it.” “Do you ever get along?” “Yes. When I’m in Orlando and she’s in Key West.” “I mean when you’re together.” “In the same room together, or having a conversation together?” “Now you’re just being awkward, Red.” I brushed a final stroke of mascara over each of my eyes, then stopped, wand in hand, and met his eyes in the reflection of the mirror. “Given how you ended up here, I would have thought you knew that awkward was my default mode.” “That was cute-awkward. This is attitude-awkward.” “How do you know there’s a difference?” He pointed at himself. “Four sisters. I grew up with attitude-awkward. I could recognize it blindfolded with hands cuffed behind my back from two hundred miles away.” “Wow. Someone’s cocky.” “I thought we established that the night we met.” My cheeks flushed. Damn it. Why did I have to blush like an idiot? Oh, that’s right. I was a redhead and so pale I was a distant relative of Casper the Friendly Ghost, which meant you could see my blushing a mile off. “You’re adorable when you blush.” Adam grinned. “Thank God,” I drawled. “That was my life goal. Be adorable. Now, I can get it in neon lights over my bed.”  
About Emma Hart:
Emma Hart is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been translated into several different languages. She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs. Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud. Yes, really. She's that sarcastic. EmmaHart
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Sunday, July 29, 2018

Maneuver by Chelle Bliss

Deliah sometimes just gets all flustered, “I was wondering if I could use your pecs,” I blurt out, and my stomach instantly knots." Lucio is very proud of his attributes, "I’m like a proud peacock, showing off my goods and hoping like h*** she digs the eff out of the piercing. “As much as you want,” Lucio does what he wants without his woman's permission, “I know you’re not letting me, but I’m doing it anyway.” I liked this book, I loved Lucio, the man took charge of everything.

Ronan by Teresa Gabelman

Ronan is a protective one, “you picked the right man for the job,” Ronan vowed, his hands clenching into fists at the thought of anyone hurting her. “Nothing or no one will hurt Kira.” Ronan doesn't like others touching his woman, "Ronan knocked Sid’s hand away. “That could have been said without touching.” I liked this book, I loved Ronan.

Saturday, July 28, 2018

Filthy Lies by Raine Miller

James owns his actions, "that couldn't be helped , sweetheart," I said right back. "And for the record, your b**bs are spectacular, and I couldn't have not looked at them unless I had no pulse." James is such a smart***, "I'm admiring my woman's incredible and splendid rack as I prepare to start my day. It's very important to begin each day with positive thoughts and a healthy appreciation of your many blessings." I liked this book, I loved James.

Friday, July 27, 2018

Sliding Home by Kathy Lyons

Jake is just so naughty, “if I told you to suck me right here, right now, would you do it?” Jake is an animal at times, "...I heard a pop. I jolted. “did you just rip my thong?” He didn’t answer except to arch a brow..." I liked this book, I loved Jake.

Cowboy Christmas Jubilee by Dylann Crush

Cash likes to break the rules where his woman is concerned, “let’s play hooky today.” Cash wrapped his arms around Jinx while she stood at the kitchen counter." I like this book, I liked Cash.

Between a Highlander and a Hard Place by Mary Wine

At times Symon likes to tell his woman what he has planned, “I’m going to toss yer skirts, sweet Athena,” he promised her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “And once I satisfy ye, I am going to strip ye bare and love ye until ye have no more strength to argue with me.” Symon thinks of his woman's needs, “get into bed and stay there, lass. I’ll be back in just a wee bit. Need to shave this beard off before I come near ye, or I’ll scratch yer tender skin.” I liked this book, I loved Symon.

Last Night With the Earl by Kelly Bowen

Eli has no problem voicing things, “I don’t want to take you to dinner,” he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. “I want to take you right here. On this desk. And then later, in my bed. Or yours. Probably both. And then in your studio..." I likedthis book, I loved Eli.

BLOG TOUR REVIEW: The Spark Ignites by Kathleen Kelly

Title: The Spark Ignites
Series: MacKenny Brothers Series #1
Author: Kathleen Kelly
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 15, 2018
Eric made the choice to live in a small town. A loner, he has few friends and a secret.
Cherie is a waitress with big dreams and little prospects.
Fate throws Eric and Cherie together when her Grandfather suffers a severe heart attack, and Eric agrees to help the old man and his feisty Granddaughter.
Until now, Eric has successfully kept himself closed off from everyone. For three years, he has been caged-up like a fugitive in the boring, deadbeat town to keep those he loves safe.
As the attraction between Eric and Cherie grows, Eric must decide whether to succumb to the undeniable spark between them and risk it all or walk away.
Can he protect his secret and his family without destroying the small-town girl he’s come to love?
The Spark Ignites is a standalone and the first in the MacKenny Brothers Series.

Eric often times only hears what he wants to hear, “you think I’m hot?” I ask as I lean against my bike." Eric is such a little tease, “if I sit opposite you I can’t touch you. Don’t you want me to touch you?” Eric whispers sexily." I really liked this book I can't wait for more in this series, the shenanigans these boys gets themselves into is quite something else.

Robyn Corcoran - “Wow! What an exciting start to this new book by this author.”

Tara Copsy - “Congratulations Kathleen Kelly, you've written another fabulous story that had me from the start.”

Angel, Book Boyfriend Blog - “Loved....LOVED The Spark Ignites, I could not put it down!”

Kathleen Kelly was born in Penrith, NSW, Australia. When she was four her family moved to Brisbane, QLD, Australia. Although born in NSW she considers herself a QUEENSLANDER!!
She married her childhood sweetheart and they live in Toowoomba with their two furry kids. A British Short Hair named Grace and a Burmese named Jack. 
Kathleen enjoys writing contemporary, romance novels with a little bit of erotica. She draws her inspiration from family, friends and the people around her. She can often be found in cafes writing and observing the locals. 
If you have any questions about her novels or would like to ask Kathleen a question she can be contacted via e-mail: kathleenkellyauthor@gmail.com or she can be found on Facebook. She loves to be contacted by those that love her books.

Thursday, July 26, 2018

In Too Deep by Dani Collins

Trigg likes to do things with privacy, “don’t apologize.” He breathed a soft chuckle, making her hair tickle her ear. He sounded stunned. “I’m about to come in my jeans. Let’s go to my room.” Trigg is a typical guy in some instances, “did I spill?” She looked down. When she looked up, he was staring at her chest." I liked this book, I really liked Trigg.

BLOG TOUR REVIEW: Maddox by Melanie Moreland

Title: Maddox
Series: Vested Interest Series
Author: Melanie Moreland
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense 18+
Release Date: July 9, 2018

Sometimes Maddox's woman just needs her man, “you,” she responded. “I need you to be Maddox and take control. Tell me what you want.” Maddox sometimes gives his girl a warning before he goes all animal on her, “I’ll buy you a hundred more,” I growled, shoving the material off her body. “If you like the da*n skirt, lose it before I help you.” I really liked this book, I loved Maddox.

"Every reader is going to tell you that Maddox is a dirty talker. He also likes control, but the one thing he can't control is Dee's heart.The joy of this story is the characters learning to trust one another with their hearts." Mae Wood, author of Pig & Barley series
"There's a new book boyfriend on the block and his name is Maddox. Hands off ladies, he is all MINE." Eva LeNoir, author of UCC Saga series
"Right, let's get one thing straight. Maddox = MINE. I mean, I claimed him way, back when, and now I've read his story, I've even more obsessed with him. Even more in love with him. Even more in love with this series, TBH." B. Cranford, author of The Avenue series
Brought up in chaos and fear, Maddox requires order and control to cope with life. He has his career and his two closest friends. That is all he needs. Until Dee enters his life. She brings forth feelings he has denied himself his entire life, threatening his control.
He wants to hold.
Damaged by her past, Dee cannot admit her feelings for him, fighting him at every turn.
Is he strong enough for both of them?
Can he prove to her that they would be perfect together?
Until one day, I was browsing my local bookstore for something new to read.
Studying a book jacket, I was distracted when a woman’s silhouette caught my attention. She was lissome and pretty, the sunlight catching her light red hair. She was reading the back of a book, her finger running over the spine. Something about her beckoned to me yet seemed familiar. With a grin, I realized it was Dee, and I approached her. “Find something good?”
She glanced at me, startled. I was close enough to see the flecks of brown in her wide green eyes. She smiled and slid the book back onto the shelf. “Not really.” She indicated the books I had in my hand. “I think you’ve had better luck.”
“You can borrow one if you like. I tend to buy in batches.”
She tilted her head, silently mouthing the titles. She looked up with a smile. “That would be lovely.”
“I was gonna grab a cup of coffee. Can I interest you in joining me?”
“I’d love to.”
Seated across from her, I realized it was the first time we’d ever been alone.
“You come here often?”
She shook her head with a wry grin. “Is that your best pick-up line, Maddox?”
I chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in here until today.”
“I was in the office for a short while, then dropped in here. Usually I browse on my lunch hour.”
“That makes sense.”
Silence fell as we sipped our coffee, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. I noticed she nibbled at the end of her thumb, and it struck me as odd. Given her stoic persona, I found it rather endearing.
And I found my thoughts strange. Endearing wasn’t a word I used often—if ever.
She met my gaze. “So, is it?”
“Is it what?”
“Is that your best pick-up line?”
I studied her as I drank my coffee. “I don’t typically do pick-up lines.”
She smirked. “I’m not surprised.”
“With that whole silver fox thing you’ve got going, I’m sure you don’t have to.”
I frowned. “Silver fox?”
“Maddox, the silver fox. Young, sexy, wealthy, plus that premature gray? I bet you beat them off with a stick.”
I shook my head, amused at her thoughts. “I’m sorry to disappoint, but no.”
“Really? I’m surprised.”
I sat back, crossing my legs, swinging one foot. “What about you, Deirdre? All prim and pretty. You drive the lawyers crazy at your firm?”
She laughed. “Dee. No one calls me Deirdre. It’s stuffy and formal.”
“No. It’s a lovely name for a lovely woman. It suits you. The lawyers you date don’t call you by your full name?”
She ignored my comment about her name. “I don’t date lawyers, or anyone else at my firm,” she stated firmly. “In fact, I don’t date.”
She hesitated, then shook her head. “No. Love, romantic love, isn’t for me.”
I took in a deep breath and spoke. “Why is that?”
“It’s dangerous. It overwhelms and kills you.”
At my raised eyebrow, she continued.
“I’m not saying I don’t see people. I have…needs. But I don’t do romantic relationships. I’ve seen the way love destroys people.” She held up her hand before I could speak. “I know it works for some, but I’m not built that way.”
I drained my coffee, then leaned forward. “Neither am I.”
She widened her eyes. “Really?”
“Love equals power. The power to destroy. The ability to hurt and cause pain. The chaos it causes. That’s what love means to me. It destroys trust and leaves you weak.”
“You feel that way about everyone?”
“There are a few exceptions. And I will never break them for a woman.”
Our eyes met, silent understanding passing between us. The air shifted, and I felt our mutual desire grow. It stretched out, pushing tentatively against the boundaries we had erected. She propped her elbow on the table, lifting her thumb to her mouth. Her small teeth gnawed at the flesh. It was an innocent gesture, yet I found it provocative.
“I have needs too,” I murmured. Reaching over, I tugged her thumb from her mouth, inspecting it. From the roughness of the skin, and the fact that it was the second time she’d done it since we sat down, it was clearly a nervous habit for her. I slowly dragged my fingers across her palm, then laid her hand on the table.
Her breathing hitched. “I’m older than you are.”
“Three years,” I scoffed. “It’s nothing.”
“I’m serious. I don’t do relationships.”
“Nor do I.” I bent forward, lowering my voice. “May I be blunt with you?”
“I prefer blunt.”
“I find you incredibly attractive, Deirdre. Very sexy in your buttoned-up clothes and calm exterior. I’d like to see what happens when you’re naked and aroused.” I tilted my head, studying her. “Like now—are you aware in the past few minutes, your breathing picked up and your eyes darkened? You have the loveliest color across your cheeks. Even the tips of your ears are pink. I wonder how far down I could make you flush that way.”
Her color deepened, but she didn’t flinch. She shifted closer, our knees pressed together under the table. Her normally husky voice was even lower, turning me on. “You want honest?”
I nodded.
“I think you’re one of the sexiest men I’ve ever met, Maddox. I see how your toned body moves when you walk, and I imagine you moving in me. You use your hands a lot when you talk, and I want to feel them on my skin. Your muscles flex under your expensive suits, and I want to feel them tighten under my touch.” She ran her finger over her lips. “I want to taste you and watch you fall apart.”
“Then maybe we should go and explore each other.”
New York Times/USA Today bestselling author Melanie Moreland, lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat, Amber. Nothing means more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent with them. 
While seriously addicted to coffee, and highly challenged with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking, and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties, and also enjoys traveling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always the best part of any trip. 
Melanie loves stories, especially paired with a good wine, and enjoys skydiving (free falling over a fleck of dust) extreme snowboarding (falling down stairs) and piloting her own helicopter (tripping over her own feet.) She's learned happily ever afters, even bumpy ones, are all in how you tell the story.
Melanie is represented by Flavia Viotti at Bookcase Literary Agency. For any questions regarding subsidiary or translation rights please contact her at flavia@bookcaseagency.com