Friday, September 30, 2016

Absolute Trust by Piper J. Drake

I have to say I liked the willpower Brandon seemed to possess,  “Sophie.” His voice had gone husky. “I promise I’ll cuddle with you after you have a chance to eat, but if you keep doing that I’m going to forget I wanted to make sure you got breakfast.” I loved Brandon, he was sexy, sweet, and caring.

This Is Our Song by Samantha Chase

I really like Riley, he had a possessive streak in him, “there’s nothing cold about it. We are involved. We’re dating. Seeing each other.” He kissed her deeply before raising his head and saying, “You’re mine.” Riley doesn't like being told no, “I prefer you to come home with me now,” he growled, hauling her into his arms and kissing her. “I’ve had far too many fantasies about making love to you in my bed for me to have to wait another day.” I really enjoyed this book, I loved Riley, and Savannah was perfect for him.

Explosive Forces by D. D. Ayres

Even though Noah could be a grouchy man I fell in love with him, "...he folded his arms and stood his ground, looking imposing and unapologetic. “You got something to say? Or did you just come by to get a good look at my junk?” Noah is always up for a certain game, “we’ll see.” He waggled his brows at her. “Want to play Hide the Salami?” I enjoyed this book, Noah was just so sexy.

Wicked Highland Wishes by Julie Johnstone

Lachlan goes to extreme measures when it comes time for one on one with his woman, "he shook his head. “I threatened them with death if they simply thought of coming outside.” Bridgette chuckled as she ran her hand down his chest and over the hard muscles of his stomach." I enjoyed this book, I really loved Lachlan.

Three Simple Words by A.J. Pine

Wes has a way with words, “God, no. Look at me, Annie. I’m a effing mess for you right now, so much so that I’m ready to take you up against a wall in a god***n Starbucks bathroom.” I loved this book, I really loved Wes.

Over the Edge by Meredith Wild

Liv is one lucky woman she knows how to pick men and Will and Ian are quite the catch, both men quite gifted, "I whimpered in reply. Of course I had to pick two enormously endowed men to take to bed at once." I loved Ian and Will they both were very caring and sweet men, "I reached for Will, and he curled closer. His heartbeat, Ian’s soft murmurs, and their soothing touches gentled me and brought me back down to a place where I could breathe again. “Did we hurt you?” The concern in Will’s words pulled me out of it a little more, enough to find my voice." I liked this book I loved how Olivia was Will and Ian's whole world.



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Stacia Palmer had one goal in life--to become an NFL quarterback’s wife. For the past three years, she’s seduced her way through the university’s football line-up. But when she finally has a quarterback fresh off the draft, Stacia experiences a shocking change of heart. One that sends her back to the place she never thought she'd return to. Vegas. Once there, she finds that no one believes her. Least of all Pace Larson, her sexy on-again off-again ex who has never quite gotten over her leaving him for someone else. Of course, he’s now the starting quarterback and determined to claim her as his prize. But can Stacia give him a second chance when he’s toyed with her emotions into the fourth quarter? Or will they run out of time?      

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   Stacia felt a presence at her shoulder. She recognized his cologne before she even looked up. It smelled like desire and late-night sex marathons. Pace. “What do you want?” Stacia asked, not looking up. “Just coming to check on you,” Pace said in a sexy low tone that sent a shot of need straight between her legs. Damn him for being able to do that to me! She jerked her head up. “Why?” “Because you look miserable, even from across the room.” “I do not!” He raised an eyebrow, and she had to keep from sighing. That face. God, if he wasn’t such an asshole… “The hair flip earlier, Pink? Really? Sure sign of distress. You practically called me over here.” “Don’t call me that,” she said through gritted teeth. He smirked at her response. “And I didn’t call you over here. I don’t even want to see you.” “You can talk to me, you know.” He leaned his hip against the bar. He was almost touching her but not quite. She could feel the heat of his skin. “Come on, let’s go outside. Away from all this noise.” “If you think for one second that I’m going to go anywhere with you, you’re insane,” she said, straightening. He brushed her hair off one shoulder and just barely skimmed his finger across her exposed collarbone. She stiffened. Her entire body throbbed. No one else elicited these primal emotions from her. Not even the guy she’d given her virginity to. The guy no one knew about. “I promise I won’t touch you,” he growled out. “Unless you beg me to.” Stacia smacked him in the chest and stormed away. What an arrogant jackass! How dare he say those things to her! For all he knew, she was still dating Marshall. Pace was so testy over the fact that he thought she’d slept with Marshall when they were together, yet here he was, seducing her, while he still believed she was with Marshall. Ass! Pace chuckled behind her. “Come on, Stacia. I’m just messing with you.” He followed her across the crowded room until she reached the restroom. Then, he did exactly what he’d said he wouldn’t. He grabbed her arm and kept her from entering a place he wouldn’t follow. “Seriously, what’s up?” he asked. “Do you really want to know?” Fury and also desperation coated her features. She really wanted to tell someone. She wanted it off her chest. “Yeah. Though this fire is pretty hot.” He raised an eyebrow. “God, is everything just a joke to you?” she asked. His eyes shot straight through her. “Not everything.” “Feels like it. I feel like a joke to you.” “Most things, Pink,” he said, stepping closer, “but not you. Never you.” Stacia tensed as she forgot the world around her. Pace had a way of doing that—making her lose herself. But all she did by losing herself was open herself up for him to hurt her. Time and time again. “Pace,” she said through a shuddering breath. “I won’t take what isn’t mine.” “Good.” “I just still consider you mine.”          
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I liked Pace, the man didn't hold nothing back, “the sound of that vibrator buzzing at night nearly sends me barreling straight through that door to take you. Envisioning you pleasuring yourself is pure torture.” Pace and Stacia had some issues but I was rooting for these two from the beginning, I'm so glad things worked out.

BLOG TOUR REVIEW: Fighting Chance by Victoria Paige

Today we have the blog tour for Fighting Chance by Victoria Paige! I am so excited to share this new romantic suspense with you! Check it out and grab your copy today! fighting-chance-bt-ban

About Fighting Chance: fighting-chance-sml One small town. One dead sheriff. A town with secrets. Newly appointed sheriff Trent Stone is investigating the murder of his predecessor. This leads him to Misty Grove, a town lined with innocent diners and general stores, but his gut instinct tells him that nothing is what it seems. It doesn’t help that his first encounter with one of its citizens is at the end of her shotgun. A beautiful hellion. Cassandra Reed is unlike any woman he has ever met. She’s tough and sassy, yet her eyes hold a vulnerability that calls to his protective side. Trent’s dedication to his job has always caused the demise of his previous relationships, so what is it about Cassie now that compels him to risk it all, especially when she has made it clear she doesn’t need his protection? When Cassie brushes off injuries from a suspicious incident, Trent’s need to serve and protect deepens into an alarming obsession over a woman who challenges his every instinct of self-preservation. Staying away from her is not an option, and he will be damned if he lets Cassie deny the growing attraction between them. But when the town’s secrets are revealed, he discovers he’s in over his head. As a mere sheriff, the menace that looms over Misty Grove is way above his pay grade. Before the threat can rip away the woman who has come to mean everything to him, Trent will have to make a tough decision. One that will give him and Cassie a fighting chance at a future together. *Strong sexual content and language. Can be read as a standalone, but may leave questions about secondary characters who will become the protagonists in upcoming books. Get your copy today: Amazon US: Amazon UK: excerpt_fc_smaller   About Victoria Paige: I work as a freelance database administrator, and when I’m not geeking out, I write romantic suspense novels. I live in Richmond, Va—less than two hours away from Washington DC—so most of the settings of my books are in the nation’s capital—of course, I’m not averse to creating fictional towns and cities. When I’m not arguing with the alpha male characters in my head, I love to watch high-octane action movies. I think Jack Bauer is the shit, which is why most of my characters are such badasses bent on saving the world from evil doers. I love reading adult contemporary, paranormal, urban fantasy, historical, romantic suspense, and a few new adult fiction as well as military non-fiction. Connect with Victoria: Twitter: Facebook: Website: Enter Victoria’s Giveaway: a Rafflecopter giveaway    
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I really liked Trent, “good?” Trent murmured . “You’re not in pain, are you? I rode you hard last night.” The gleam in his eyes was a mixture of concern and possessiveness." I really loved how much Cassie had affected Trent's body, “hmm... pancakes and sausage.” Arms circled his torso as soft breasts pressed against his back . His **** jerked happily as if Trent had not worn that effer out." I loved this book, Trent and Cassie fit perfectly together.

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Legal Wolf's Mate by Eve Langlais

With Gavin it's not all about business 24/7, “I will, in a minute. First, I think we need to take care of more pressing business .” His business pressed against her lower belly." Gavin can do smart things...when it suits him, "he ducked as she threw the glass bowl of candy on the table. “I see you need time to process this, and I really should go get that paperwork done.” He just couldn’t help himself. He flashed her a cocky grin..." I really loved this book, and I can't wait for more to come in the series.

A Fool For You by Katee Robert

Hope knew when to placate Danny, "she pressed a kiss to his shoulder. “Okay, maybe you can fix most problems with sex.” I really enjoyed this book, I loved Danny, he was always trying to do the right thing, and I loved his tactics to go about it.

Hero in the Highlands by Suzanne Enoch

Gabriel can be defensive at times and I love it when Fiona brings it out in him, “what? So now I can’t have a woman if I outrank her? That’s ridiculous. And you’re not my employee, anyway.” Some of the conversations that go on between these two, not to mention the caveman side of Gabriel:
                   That stopped her in her tracks. “I beg yer pardon?” She turned around. “Why have ye been kissing me if ye think I’m with someone else?”
                    For a moment his expression didn’t seem at all amused. “Because if there is someone, you might want to warn him.”
                   “Aboot what?”
                    “That I don’t share. That’s me, being civilized.”
I enjoyed this book, I loved Gabriel.

RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Crazy for the Boss by Ashlee Mallory

Title: Crazy for the Boss
Series: Crazy in Love #1 
Author: Ashlee Mallory
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: September 29, 2016


Screw-up. Black sheep. Aimless playboy.

For most of his life, James Thornhill accepted that his family would never see him as anything but a failure. But as the new CEO of Thornhill Management, he’s been given another chance to set things right. First order of business? Settling a nuisance lawsuit and bringing the pesky but dedicated employment attorney on board as part of his team. Second order of business? Resisting the prim but fiery new employee who has somehow become utterly indispensable in his life.

Ice Queen. Good girl. Uptight do-gooder.

Quinn Taylor has grown up always doing what was right and, since graduating from law school, likens herself to a modern-day David taking on the Goliaths of the world. Goliaths such as the CEO of Thornhill Management. Playing babysitter and muse to the overindulged CEO was not what she had in mind, but with mounting debt making even a cup of coffee a luxury, Quinn’s ready to swallow her pride and get in bed with the devil. Something that, the more time she spends with the man, becomes increasingly enticing.

But the stakes are too high for either of them to risk an inner-office fling…until an unexpected trip to Quinn’s hometown brings a long-denied simmering attraction to a boil. They’ll have to decide what they’re willing to risk and how far they’re willing to fall if love doesn’t conquer all.

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Before Quinn could nod her agreement, she finally spotted James standing about ten feet away from them, grinning at her in that confident, sexy way that left her head spinning.

He looked good. Sinfully good, as he well knew.

Even here in the middle of nowhere, he’d managed to get his hands on a light gray suit that seemed to be made for those broad shoulders and a crisp white shirt that opened enough to give her a tantalizing glimpse of his warm, tanned skin. Combined with his loafers, he was the debonair playboy CEO that she’d been trying not to think salacious thoughts about for months.

Except for the beard. Which, for some reason, having just felt it caressing her skin hours before, made James almost feel more like…hers.

James pushed his hands in his pockets and sauntered over.

“I’ll go check on the DJ while you…,” Sabrina trailed off when he approached and she smiled slyly. “Actually, James, I’m trusting you will make sure that my sister chills for a little while? Maybe even has a good time?”

“I’ll do my best.”

Only he hadn’t taken his eyes off her, and she was finding that if he didn’t stop staring at her like he was undressing her with his eyes, she was probably going to melt into the floor at his feet.

With a last smile and a pat on the back, Sabrina was off, leaving Quinn trying to remember what it meant to form coherent speech.


She turned slightly to see that James was staring at her again, only his smile had slipped off his face, and he was staring at her with an almost naked need.

She licked her lips, her throat suddenly dry.

And she tried to remember all the reasons why anything more than a professional relationship with James Thornhill was impossible.

When right now, it seemed more than just possible.

It seemed inevitable.

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Ashlee Mallory is a USA Today Bestselling author of Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense, and Thrillers. A recovering attorney, she currently resides in Utah with her husband and two kids. She aspires to one day include running, hiking and traveling to exotic destinations in her list of things she enjoys, but currently settles for enjoying a good book and a glass of wine from the comfort of her couch.

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I don't think Quinn realizes how much stamina James has when it comes to her, "...he saw the surprise register when she saw him already fully aroused. Sure, part of it was due to the morning, but another part was purely Quinn. He grinned and slid under the covers. “Oh,” was all she said as he brought her fully against him..." I loved this book, I loved James, Quinn knew how to put him through his paces.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Breaking Good by Madeline Ash

I really liked Ethan I thought he was sweet, "Ethan’s grip loosened, and she moaned as the vee of her thighs slipped to press over his erection. She had his singlet off between one ragged inhale and the next. ‘Can we do this?’ His voice was strained in her ear. ‘I don’t— if you’re not—’ I enjoyed this book.

RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Dirty Neighbor by Cassie-Ann L. Miller

Title: Dirty Neighbor
Series: The Dirty Suburbs #1
Author: Cassie-Ann L. Miller
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 28, 2016


Keeland Masters...Growing up, he was the boy next door, my brother’s best friend, the guy who asked me to the prom...and then stood me up. He just vanished into thin air.

Now that he’s back in town, he wants to come over to play. And I’m not talking hopscotch. But he’s hurt me once, so I’m sticking to my side of the fence no matter how good he looks pushing that lawnmower in all his tanned, toned shirtless glory.

Dirty Neighbor is book one in the "Dirty Suburbs", a series of stand-alone romantic comedies set in small town Illinois.

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I veer off of the I-96 and guide my Harley onto the off-ramp. I grin to myself as I glance up at the huge, green highway sign looming above the road.

Welcome to Reyfield, Illinois.

I never thought I’d ever feel so damn happy to see that sign again but after all I’ve been through over the past three years, I just want something simple and familiar. I want to be in a place where I don’t feel antsy, like I’ve got to keep looking over my shoulder.

Reyfield is it. It’s almost like coming home…


I’m well aware that the Masters’ left a lot of destruction in our wake the last time we were in this town; unpaid bills, unsaid goodbyes and at least one very broken heart.

Maybe it’s time to pay old debts, heal old wounds and make amends as best I can. Maybe it’s time for a fresh start.

It’s a chilly night. Fall is creeping its way into town. I breeze through the streets and everything feels familiar. It all gives me a little thrill in the pit of my stomach. The gothic architecture of the Presbyterian church…The washed-out “Go Tigers!” banner hanging outside of our old high school…The field where we played football…The burger joint we used to go to for lunch when the school cafeteria’s offerings resembled road kill topped with warm dog food...

I take a left off of Clifford Boulevard and pull onto Hyatt Street. The corner store is right where I left it. I cut my engine in the parking lot and stroll through the front door. I give a quick nod to the middle-aged woman sitting behind the cash register and make my way down the narrow, brightly-lit aisles.

Man, it feels good to just walk down the aisles of a freakin’ convenience store. When you’ve been locked away for as long as I have, you learn to appreciate the simple things.

I stand in front of the chip display for a moment, trying to decide between vinegar and barbecue. “Fuck it…” I’m having both. And how about a bag of jalapeño-cheddar, too? I’m making up for lost time, after all.

I grab a case of beer — the cheap kind that we used to buy with our fake ids when we were teenagers. I’m feeling awfully nostalgic tonight. Then, I grab more chocolate-covered pretzel sticks than any self-respecting 27-year-old man ever should.

When I get to the condom aisle, I pick up eight three-packs of XL Magnums.

Yes, that might seem overly ambitious but I haven't had sex in three freakin’ years and whoever I take home with me tonight is in for a hell of a good time. The ladies don’t call me Master Kee for nothing. My main priority tonight is to drain the tank into the first acceptable-looking broad that comes my way and to be honest, ‘acceptable-looking’ is pretty much open for interpretation at this point.

Because I’m horny enough to fuck my way through the Reyfield phonebook.

I drop my goodies onto the counter and the cashier eyes me with an arched eyebrow and a subtle grin. “Exciting night planned?” she asks, tipping her chin towards the condoms. The innuendo in her voice is undeniable.

I give her a second glance. Is she Ms. Acceptable for tonight? Nah, she’s probably older than my mother and she smells like she’s been marinating in cigarette smoke and cheap perfume all day. My definition of “acceptable” may be loose, but not that loose.

I nod politely as I glimpse at the number glowing on the screen of the cash register and pull a $100 bill out of my wallet. She drags her long fingernails along my palm as she deposits the change into my hand.

Did my cock just twitch?

Down, buddy. Down.

“Have a good night, Big Boy,” she purrs as I give her a quick salute and duck out the door.

I store my goodies in my backpack and jump onto my bike. When I rev it, the poor thing lets out a choked straining sound. I’ll look into it first thing in the morning, but for now, I’m on mission to get laid.



“Breathe in...hold hold hold...breathe out...Breathe in...hold hold hold...breathe out...Breathe in...hold hold hold...breathe out…”

I take long deep breaths, doing my best to synchronize my rhythm to the sound of Isla’s voice pouring into my ears. The cool morning breeze blowing over my face and the sun smiling down on my skin make it that much easier.

This is one of the few things that I absolutely adore about being back in Reyfield. It’s a quiet, serene town. Except for the occasional ruckus caused by the young children playing on the street and the yapping of the over-talkative Yorkshire terrier a few doors down, the place is a sanctuary. A slice of suburban perfection. The ideal place for soul-searching and self-reflection.

But Reyfield is just too slow-paced for me. Take Thornbush Lane, for example. The cul-de-sac is charming, for lack of a better word – the kind of place you’d go to raise a family or grow old, I guess. A cast of interesting characters occupy the lane. Nancy and Delores, the gray-haired duo who’ve appointed themselves as the two-woman neighborhood watch, the eccentric mailman who delivers my mail to the wrong house half the time, meddlesome neighbors who drop by unannounced when you least expect them. That all adds to the cozy feel of the place. But for an ambitious 25-year-old like me, Reyfield is nothing but a dead end.

Growing up, I couldn’t wait to get out of the suburbs. And that’s what I did as soon as I could. I moved 15 miles south, to Chicago for college and then took a job in the city. Everything was going relatively well until four months ago when I suddenly got laid off. Now, here I am, unemployed, single, broke and for the past six weeks, living in my parents’ house again.


Thank god mom and dad are staying in Florida with grams till next spring so at least I have the house to myself. I did not work my ass off for my certified internal auditor designation only to end up living with my parents forevermore. Basically, I need to find a new job stat so that I can move back to the city as soon as possible.

Anyway, Isla swore up and down that meditation would help with my job search. She says that I’m ‘scattered’ and that’s why I haven’t been able to find a new position since I got laid off. Her new meditation recording is supposed to help me find my ‘center’ and ‘recalibrate’ in order to attract a suitable employment opportunity.

Her words, not mine.

For weeks, I resisted. The old Sammie thought that Isla was delusional and maybe even slightly off her rocker. The new Sammie is so hopeless and desperate and sick of being unemployed that I’m pretty much willing to try anything to get a damn job. Sending out resumes, compulsively checking job-listing websites and waiting impatiently for the postman to show up with my mail every morning has proven to be an ineffective strategy.

So, it was time to try something new.

I’ve been using this meditation track for a few days now and if nothing else, it’s relaxing and distracts me from the ticker tape of worry, doubt and anxiety constantly running through my mind.

I shift my foot slightly, determined to ignore the itch prickling at my heel. I'm going to meditate the fuck out of it. Forget you, stupid itch. It's time to turn ‘inwards’ because my money’s low and I need a miracle right about now. I focus solely on my breathing.

Eventually, time and space slip away. I think I’m in that space that Isla’s always talking about. ‘The nothingness’ is what she calls it. I feel content. Satiated. That tiny, niggling voice in the back of my head gnawing at me to get off my butt and go search through the local classified ads again? I smother that bitch under pillows of bliss.

“Breathe in…hold hold hold…breathe out…”


What the fuck is that?


Is that a motorcycle? Who the hell on Thornbush Lane has a motorcycle?

I squeeze my eyes shut and try to channel my inner yogi in a futile attempt to drown out the hiccup-hiccup of the engine as it sputters to death nearby. It seems like the harder I try to ignore it, the louder it gets.

I grudgingly yank out my earbuds and ease out of my cross-legged position on my oversized cushion on the back patio. I peer around the side of the house and notice a shiny black Harley Davidson lying on its side in the driveway just as a tall, shirtless figure slinks across the front lawn next door.

What the fuck? Nobody’s supposed to be over there.

As far as I know, dad tried to get that place rented for months before he finally gave up in defeat at the end of July. Illinois’s economy is bad and nobody wants to pay a premium to rent that crumbling, two-story colonial with its unkempt lawn and weather-beaten clapboards. Still, my stubborn father refuses to lower the rental. He’d rather the house sit vacant. I guess he can afford to be picky about his tenants. He doesn’t have a mortgage to pay on it since he inherited the house when his uncle Kramer died back when I was a kid.

I bring my attention back to the very bold intruder next door. I can’t see his face because the tall hedges now hide him from view. I should probably call the police but I decide to check it out myself. I grab a weapon – the rake leaning against the side of the house – as I inch cautiously towards the front yard.

I trek across the driveway separating the two houses, passing the beastly motorcycle and an open toolbox on the way. I stomp through the overgrown lawn and up the stairs to the front porch. The door is wide open and for some reason that puts me at ease. A burglar would probably be more discreet than that, right?

The knot in my stomach loosens a bit. This is probably all some huge misunderstanding.

I stick my head into the doorway without stepping inside, just as a precaution. “Hello?”

A shadowy figure approaches, moving down the long, dimly-lit hallway that leads from the kitchen to the front door. Sunrays slice through the kitchen curtains, illuminating him from behind and revealing his silhouette bit by bit.

And what a sexy silhouette it is.

My eyes climb his frame in slow motion.

His large, sturdy feet.

His long, muscular legs and the gray basketball shorts hanging low on his hips.

Well, damn…

The delicious V punctuating his washboard abs.

The colorful, intricate tattoos ornamenting his strong chest and those brawny arms.

Oh, wow…

His square, stubbly chin.

Those full lips slowly spreading into a wide smile.

My god — I can’t breathe…

Blue eyes, as pale and electric as a flash of lightening.

He shoves his large hand through his messy blond hair. “Hey…”

My heart stops cold in my chest and a shiver runs through my body. The rake slips from my fingers and lands at my feet with a metallic clang. I choke out his name.


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Contemporary romance author of the Esquire Girls Series and the Esquire HEAT Series available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.

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I loved Keeland that man had some brass balls on him, “spoken truly as the ex-girlfriend of some chump named Lenny.” His pale blue irises twinkle as he looks me deep in my eyes and says, “But when we have sex, I assure you that you won’t be thinking about the laundry.” I loved this book, I loved Keeland.

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Sloan by Teresa Gabelman

Jesus, Sloan was just so damn sexy, "Sloan passed her and mounted his bike, then looked at her. “You coming?” Sid needs to watch out because Sloan is stealing my heart! I loved the reactions Becky could goad out of Sloan, “I don’t pout.” Sloan growled as he followed her outside, walking her to her car." These men take protecting their women seriously, but Sloan just knocked that way out of the park with his alphaness, “was anyone hurt?” Sloan asked, his eyes narrowing when one of the paramedics made Becky moan in pain. Walking over, he knocked the guy out of the way and lifted Becky in his arms before he repeated his question to Duncan." I loved this damn book! I can't wait for Blaze to get his because he and Katrina have me so intrigued.

Love From Left Field by Megan Ryder

Lucas likes to be prepared for anything, he's like a damn boy scout, "he opened a side pocket in his bag and pulled out several condoms and tossed them on the bed. She quirked a brow and smiled. “Feeling confident, are you?” I enjoyed this book, Lucas and Miranda were well matched.

Want Me, Cowboy by Sinclair Jayne

Luke is easily offended if you start questioning his prowess in the bedroom, “not laughing,” he said. “And I’m happy to compare stamina any day, any time.” I enjoyed this book, Tanner was a spitfire and was perfect for Luke.

Protect Me, Cowboy by Shelli Stevens

I loved Wyatt, the man could be so forthcoming, "her gaze dropped to his waist and she nodded at his NFR buckle. “I do.” His smile widened. “You’re welcome to come inspect it for authenticity. You can even touch it if you want.” I loved that Wyatt could be sensitive and caring, “honey, I’m pretty sure I’m going to want you nonstop for a while.” A thought occurred to him and he searched her face. “Unless… Did I hurt you earlier?” I really enjoyed this book.

Monday, September 26, 2016

The Bachelor Auction by Rachel Van Dyken

Jane has some loose lips when she's nervous, “I didn’t… I mean, pink is fine.” Stop talking, stop talking. “Not all of my underwear is pink. I have black, too.” You have to love your siblings, and Brock has two pain in the ***es and they're twins, but out of those two his brother Bentley cracks me up, “everything okay in here?” Bentley poked his head around the corner then grinned. “Oh, never mind, I can see things went just fine. Need to go take a cold shower?” Jane glared. “Don’t deny it. I can practically smell sexual arousal when it hits the air. Just remember to use protection; I’m too young to be an uncle.” Jane really brings out the horniness is Brock, "she smiled. “Cleaning hard wood?” Hard wood. Yeah, his wood was definitely hard. Eff. If he kept watching, he was going to explode on the spot, like a teenage boy." This was the start of a really great series and I'm so looking forward to the next book.

Unsportsmanlike Conduct by Sophia Henry

I loved that Pasha had no filter when it came to Kristen, “I think I’d die happy if I got to be in you tonight.” I’d like to blame my comment on all the vodka..." I think Pasha appreciates the reactions Kristen has at times, "Kristen opened her eyes and bolted upright. The sheet fell, revealing her bare chest. I smiled in appreciation at the greeting." I loved this book, Pasha was a great guy and I loved bombardment.

Slow Burn by Pamela Clare

Eric makes the best promises, "his ***k pitched a tent in his sleeping bag, which, of course, Victoria noticed. “Don’t worry. I don’t have a condom with me. Besides, if you and I ever have sex, it will be someplace nice and private where you can scream.” I loved this book, Eric was such a great guy.

Bulletproof by Savannah Rylan

I loved when Kade went all animal at certain times, "I took a handful of hair, and pulled her tight against me, letting her feel the hard-on I’d been dealing with all effing day. “See what you do to me,” I growled against her lips." I loved this book, Kade had so much patience when it came to his girl, it just amazed me.

Sunday, September 25, 2016

The Goal by Elle Kennedy

Phone conversations between Sabrina and Tucker tend to go on the x-rated side, “I had to leave the living room. We’ve got people over, and you thinking about my ***k is hot as eff. I’m too hard to be in public.” I loved Tucker bunches, he just cracked me up, “am I?” Smirking, I drift my hand down my abs and then cup my junk over my jeans. “Do you want to inspect the goods to make sure?” Tucker has some talent, the boy has a speedy recovery time, “give me about ten minutes and I’ll be good to go again,” I mumble into the mattress. A soft hand strokes its way down my spine and cups my ***, sending shivers throughout my frame. My ***k twitches with interest. “Make that five.” I seriously loved this book, Fitzy's book needs to be next.

The Billionaire Next Door by Jessica Lemmon

Tag really enjoys teasing his woman, "good lord, he had an eight-pack. “You like what you see, Dimples? Because you keep looking down there.” Tag needs to learn that when his woman is on a mission not to question her, “you sure? ” He couldn’t help chuckling. “ That was probably the champagne talking. I’m all for taking you to bed, but— what are you doing?” She was undoing his shirt buttons." I loved this book, and I can't wait for Eli's book.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Max by Sawyer Bennett

I really liked Max, the man was sexy, “you get my jeans open,” he growls at me, “I’m not going to be able to stop. I’m not a saint, Jules.” I loved the times Jules had to placate Max, "I slide my hand back down and pat Max on the chest. “Honey . . . while you are strong and manly in many ways, and while I get a little horny when you come riding to my rescue, I think in this instance it’s best not to stir the hornet’s nest, okay?” I loved this book, Max was such a great guy.

Cured by the Dragon by Jessie Donovan

Gregor's dragon is not a fan of interruptions, "challenge the male and chase him away. Cassidy is ours. She wants us. We need to finish what we started." Sid sometimes has to tone her man down a peg or two, "she hit his chest. “No, we’re not having sex against a tree. There’s no time for that.” I loved this book.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Fastball by Terri E. Laine & A.M. Hargrove


Fastball by A.M. Hargrove and Terri E. Laine

Release Date: September 22, 2016 Cover Design: Michele Catalano Creative Photography: Sara Eirew

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USA TODAY BESTSELLING authors, Terri E. Laine and A.M. Hargrove bring a new full-length standalone, Contemporary Romance novel.
Our relationship starts off like a bad joke.
A gorgeous guy walks into a bar and says to me, “Do you want to F#ck?” and damn if I don’t say yes.
And that should have been it—the punch line.
We never should’ve seen each other again.
Only we do.
Turns out sex on a stick, Ryder Wilde, is more than an orgasm-giver. He’s a player. Not just any either. A Major League Baseball pitcher. And damn, I want to be his catcher.
Except he doesn’t want to play any games or follow my rules:
No relationships.
No falling in love.
Because he’s used to winning … and wants to claim me as his prize.
His mission is to own me, body and soul, no matter how much I push him away.
Powerless to stop him, I can only hope my heart isn’t another casualty of his fastball.

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About the Authors:

A.M. Hargrove:

One day, on her way home from work as a sales manager, USA Today bestselling author, A. M. Hargrove, realized her life was on fast forward and if she didn't do something soon, it would be too late to write that work of fiction she had been dreaming of her whole life. So she made a quick decision to quit her job and reinvented herself as a Naughty and Nice Romance Author.
She fancies herself all of the following: Reader, Writer, Dark Chocolate Lover, Ice Cream Worshipper, Coffee Drinker (swears that coffee, chocolate, and ice cream should be added as part of the USDA food groups), Lover of Grey Goose (and an extra dirty martini), #WalterThePuppy Lover, and if you’re ever around her for more than five minutes, you’ll find out she’s a non-stop talker.

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Terri E. Laine:

Terri E. Laine, USA Today bestselling author, left a lucrative career as a CPA to pursue her love for writing. Outside of her roles as a wife and mother of three, she’s always been a dreamer and as such became an avid reader at a young age.
In her early years, she and her best friend would tell each other stories over the phone when they were bored. They called them their "soap operas" and generally revolved around whatever boy they liked at the time.
Many years later, she got a crazy idea to write a novel and set out to try to publish it. With over a dozen titles published under various pen names, the rest is history. Her journey has been a blessing, and a dream realized. She looks forward to many more memories to come.

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I really loved Ryder he was a caring guy, “in a good way. Can’t you feel exactly how much I want you? I’m trying to be a gentleman here and talk to you, but I can show you just how much I’ve missed being inside you these last few days.” I liked this book, I really loved Ryder.