Review- Warning Part 3 by AD Justice

6 out of 5 stars

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I don’t even know if I have words to describe my feelings right now. All I know is I can’t wipe th e smile off my face or the tears from my eyes. Warning is such a perfect title for this series, and I let you know why. Don’t say I didn’t WARN you! 😉

I felt every emotion through this book as well as the whole series. I laughed. I cried. My heart beat so fast I thought it might stop. I got so hot I had to take off the covers and cool down. I cringed. I raged. I FELL COMPLETELY IN LOVE!!

I have yet to read an AD Justice book that hasn’t been a 6 star read. I know I still have plenty of books that she wrote before I started reading her work, and trust me that one day they will allbe read. This woman is so talented and deserves it to be shouted from the mountain. This is one series I would truly love to see in a movie. YES, IT’S THAT GOOD! PURE, UTTER PERFECTION!! That ending couldn’t have been any better, and I really hope I am right about what is coming next!

Enough said! This series is a must read, and yes you must read the first 2 books before starting this. It is not a standalone. Now excuse me while I go fangirl and finally take a bathroom break since NOTHING was tearing me away until the last word!

Just when I thought I had everything figured out, life blew up in my face without warning. The missing pieces of the puzzle weren’t clear, and the stakes were too high to merely hope for the best.

Absolute facts I’d believed my entire life turned out to be lies and the truth was harder to accept than the family ever realized. Protecting my loved ones was my only priority. Any threat had to be eliminated—no matter the consequences.

How deep did the treachery go? Only one way to find out.

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When she’s not writing, she’s spending time with her own alpha male character in their north Georgia mountain home. She is also an avid reader of romance novels, a master at procrastination, a chocolate sommelier, a twister of words, and speaks fluent sarcasm. An avid animal lover, A.D. Justice has three horses, two dogs, and one cat.

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Review – Everything I Never Wanted by K. Street

6 out of 5 stars

6 stars. Not 5 but 6!!!

Can I just start by saying, since the day I met this author she has blown me away repeatedly by not just every book but every single word she’s written. She weaves a fairytale that is far from perfect in the beginning, but by the end there couldn’t be more perfection. She captures not just your mind but your heart and soul with each book she writes. I always know I’m in for a heartfelt journey that I will repeatedly need tissues for and that I need time away from everyone and everything because her words consume every fiber of my being.

There are quite a few twists to the story that will keep this review from going into detail plotwise. Just let me say a single dad whose heart’s been trampled is the hardest one to get through to. The author detailed this journey so incredibly that I was an emotional rollercoaster.
So in short, this book is perfect. I wouldn’t have changed a thing. I look forward to whatever comes my way next. You never cease to amaze me which is why with your debut book you became one of my top authors automatically. You prove every single time why!!


A single dad, contemporary romance standalone.

This wasn’t supposed to be my life.

One phone call was all it took to bring me back to the small town I had grown up in. Everything had changed, and staying away was no longer an option.

Four and a half years later, I was a widowed single father still here, still trying to pick up the pieces. We were doing just fine on our own, my little girl and me.

At least, we were until Camryn Parker stumbled into our lives. The woman was like a tornado after a hurricane; she was the storm I never saw approaching. Behind her beauty and sarcastic wit, she was just as broken as I pretended not to be. As hard as I tried to resist, it was impossible not to fall in love with her.

In the end, it took nearly losing it all for me to realize everything I never wanted was exactly what I needed.

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Review – The Upside of Falling by Meghan Quinn

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The Upside of Falling by Meghan Quinn

My rating: 6 of 5 stars



”It’s the little things that matter the most.”

When Meghan Quinn Author told me she was writing a story she thought I’d enjoy, a military romance, I was over-the-top excited! I knew from the beginning that this story would be different—less humor, some heat, and more heart. Full of so much SWOON and SOUL, The Upside of Falling made me fall hard in love from the very first page and never stopped. The Upside of Falling HITS DEEP. I was ENAMORED with this full of depth and breadth love story! The Upside of Falling has ALL THE HEART in a story that strikes straight to the soul.



”I hope you give me a chance, give this a chance, because I think it could be something great.”

Colby and Rory!!! Whoa!!! I was seriously hooked on these characters who melted me so much! The broody and broken hero and fierce and full-of-life heroine stole my heart. Their connection was fierce from first sight like a magnet drawing them together. The Upside of Falling’s plot of many layers pulled me in like a pilot to his plane. Polarizing. Paralyzing. Passionate. Perfection. All the angst-burning PERFECTION!!!

”I like you, Rory, and that terrifies me.”

The Upside of Falling is a military romance but so much MORE: The Upside of Falling is a love story of two black and white lives suddenly splashed with color. The Upside of Falling is a hard-fought journey of strength and sacrifice, one of overcoming adversity, and learning to love and trust. The Upside of Falling is a paralyzing and passionate story of rising after falling, of taking that leap of love. The The Upside of Falling is EVERYTHING!!!

”Dream of me.”

My heart has been caught—captured by The Upside of Falling—as it glides through the air like a fighter jet, straight to Cloud Nine. An old school military romance, The Upside of Falling reminds me a bit of my own soldier love story, one that hit every part of my heart. This is one of the sweetest and most soulful slow burns you’ll ever read. I was BREATHLESS! The Upside of Falling is so BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN, such a stunning and soulful story.

”I know it deep in my bones that I was meant to meet you, and you were meant to be mine.”

SWEET SIGH. Meghan Quinn was right: I LOVED The Upside of Falling! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!!! Meghan ‘Master Storyteller’ Quinn has poured her heart into this story, and I can feel that passion and love through the words. In one HEART-SOARING STORY FULL OF FEELS, Meghan Quinn has aced the military romance trope. The military wife in me salutes this love story. I WAS BLOWN AWAY by a book that broke me in the best way!

Act in spite of your fear.

The Upside of Falling is, hands-down, a TOP 2018 ROMANCE!

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Tucked away at the base of the Rocky Mountains lived a little boy with one singular dream: leave this broken and battered home and become someone.

Be somebody’s hero.

That boy was me—Colby Brooks. Except I’m not that same little boy anymore.

My dreams might still be the same, but my reality isn’t.

I’m smarter. Stronger. A man.

And I learned a long damn time ago, the only way to achieve my dreams was to avoid distractions—at any cost.

Focus. Resolve. Determination.

But all it took was one single night. One night and my entire life…changed.

One night had me colliding head first with the biggest distraction of my life; Rory Oaks.

Smart. Charming. Beautiful.

Rory changed everything.

Quickly, my one-track mind started to bend.

Each kiss faded decade-long dreams.

And with one single incident, I fly off course.

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Head turned down, pushing the sleeves of his white Henley up his arms, he swaggers toward me. His jeans hang low on his hips, held up by the same brown belt he wore the other night. His narrow waist directs my eyes to the center of his jeans, and I can’t help wonder what might be behind the crotch of his pants.

And then there is his chest. Barrel like, broad and prominent. His thick biceps showcase his strength, and the fabric of his shirt stretches over his shoulders and forearms. Having spent a lot of time at the gym, I’ve seen every body type, but Colby’s is different. He’s strong, built, but not like a body builder. His body seems to suggest the only kind of weight he’s been lifting is his own body, pushup after pushup. I can’t imagine there being barbells in his workouts, but I can imagine logs, cadets, and heavy machinery. He has working muscles, the kind you earn from hard, dedicated work on the field. In a word? Impressive.

Walking up to Stryder, he grips his friend’s shoulder and says something into his ear. A smirk crosses Stryder’s face before he moves over to our side of the bowling alley and takes Colby’s place.

Is he leaving? Already?

Might as well at this point. It’s not like he’s going to talk to me, not after my pathetic attempt at a bet. I should have known I was going to hang out in the gutter all night. It’s where I usually am when I’m bowling. I blame the ball. The thing has a vendetta against me.

Sighing, I prop my chin in my hand and watch Stryder expertly toss his ball down the lane, getting a strike . . . once again. And just like every other strike, he pumps his arm up in the air and celebrates. We get it, you’re good, no need to—

“Hey.”

That voice . . .

Stunned, eyes wide, not able to move, not wanting to scare him away, I keep my eyes trained forward, soaking in that beautifully deep voice of his for a brief moment before saying, “Hey.”

“Can I sit here?”

Still keeping my eyes trained forward, I say, “Sure.”

My body tingles with awareness of how close he is to me, that fresh laundry scent invading my senses, prickling the little hairs on my arm. My body leans toward his, wanting a little more, searching for anything else he might give me. I don’t know why he’s choosing to engage me in conversation, but I’m sure as hell not moving while he does.

“Sorry about tonight,” he says and he actually sounds sincere.

“Why are you sorry?” I mumble.

Reaching around, he takes my cheek in his hand. The callouses on his palm rubbing against my skin is a welcome sensation. As I’m turned toward him, I steady my breathing. I’m having a hard time slowing my heart rate because of his close proximity, and the unexpected touch shooting a wave of heat through my veins.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to ask me any questions. I didn’t think you were going to suck that bad.” A playful smile tugs at his lips, and my heart sinks to the floor. Oh God, he’s so gorgeous, especially when he smiles.

Matching his smirk, I say, “I didn’t think I was going to suck that bad either.”

“I feel bad.”

“You should.” That garners a laugh, deep and throaty, the sound cloaking me like a shield, protecting me from the outside world, bringing me into a little bubble where we are the only two that exist.

“Ask me a question.”

Shocked, I swallow hard and say, “Really?”

He nods and holds up his fingers. “You get three.”

“Oh, three? Wow, I feel like you just gave me the key to your soul.”

Rolling his eyes, he adjusts his stance on the barstool and leans back, giving us some space, our knees still knocking into each other. “Easy killer; it’s just three questions.”

“Yeah, three questions I didn’t have before.” Tapping my chin, I try to think of good questions, but now that I have him willing and waiting, nothing comes to mind. I wasn’t prepared for this, he caught me off-guard, and now I feel I can’t be strategic about my probing. “Hmm . . . what do you like to do on the weekends?”

“Jump,” he answers.

Searching his eyes, lips quirked, I say, “Uh, you’re going to have to be more specific than that. What kind of jumping are we talking here? Like jump roping? Because that seems kind of weird to do on the weekends, and if you tell me you’re in some kind of jump-roping club at the academy, I’m not going to believe you.”

His lips curve up as he scratches the side of his jaw. “Jump out of airplanes.”

Oh.

Oh.

That’s . . .

Uh, that’s really hot.

“So you just casually jump out of airplanes?”

“I’m part of the Wings of Blue, the academy’s parachute team. We jump every day, at least two to three times a day after class and before dinner, depending on wind and ceiling limits. On the weekends, some of the guys, including Stryder and me, go to Springs East Airport and do civilian jumps. The more jumps we get in, the higher the chance we’ll be considered for big demonstrations, like parachuting into football games and major sporting events for the Rockies and Broncos.” Ummmm. Did anyone else just hear how many words he gifted me? And seriously? Does the man have no clue how incredibly sexy he is when he talks about something he loves? The expression on his face . . .

“Wow, that’s . . . that’s really hot.” I chuckle. “Sorry, I don’t mean to fangirl over your parachuting, but I guess I wasn’t expecting that answer. You just jump out of planes?”

He slowly nods. “Every day.” 

“Anything to get you up in the clouds, huh?”

“Yeah,” he answers shyly, rubbing his jaw. “Okay, next question.”
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Review – Unconscious Hearts by Harper Sloan

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She has given us security corps, sexy strippers, hot rockers and cool cowboys. Then she comes along with him. Thorn Evans. Oh, Harper. How can we ever thank you for gifting us with one of the most alpha, sexiest, most demanding heroes that you have ever written?

He’s a dream in tight tee shirts and jeans but makes a dress shirt and slacks look like a tuxedo. He grumpy, direct and to the point. His words left not only his girl swooning and sighing. I did too! But it isn’t just his smoldering looks or his commands that make Thorn incredible. It’s his heart. It’s the vulnerable behind the bluster… the way this man holds himself back because he’s seen so much and hurt that much more. He captivates from the moment he steps onto the pages and before I could turn those pages, he had my heart and to this day hasn’t let go.

Ari Daniels has had her share of heartbreak. Her past is filled with tragedy. One single act of betrayal changes her world. She is at a place in her life where she seems to be simply surviving instead of truly living. Ari isn’t prepared for this giant of a man who enters her life and for the first time in seven years makes her feel again. He batters and fights and won’t stop. He’s a hurricane with his sights set on destroying anything and anyone who stands in the way of his beauty… his more. What I loved so much about Ari is how she embraced her pain, looked it right in the eye and gave it the finger. And then she not only lived… she thrived. I cheered her on, applauded her strength and was jealous. That’s right. Absolutely jealous this woman had an amazing man like Thorn to awaken her senses and share her new experiences.

The secondary cast of characters in this story are just as vital as Thorn and Ari. They weaved their magic and made me laugh out loud. Thorn’s very best friend Wilder and Ari’s truest friend Piper have their own amazing story to tell. And just from the brief glimpse of them, theirs will burn hot and very heavy.

Unconscious Hearts is a tremendous love story. It is a story about courage, forgiveness and family and not just family by blood, but family by choice. It’s an emotional twisty roller coaster ride from heart stopping devastation to mile high elation. It’s the story of two scattered souls finding beauty and more. I hated when it ended but loved it at the very same time. Ari and Thorn’s story was sexy, sensual and real. So real. I was with every page I read and still am blown away.

This is truly Harper Sloan at her very best. Bravo, Harper! FANTASTIC!

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Ari Daniels didn’t count on her whole world tumbling down around her in a mess of shredded promises, broken love, and unbelievable heartbreak. Alone and stricken with grief, she shouldered the blame and eventually closed her heart off, refusing to open it for another.  After all, anytime she tried, guilt and regret were waiting in the wings to remind her how painful it was.

A bet and one steamy night with a stranger force Ari to confront all she’s been hiding behind.  She tries to move on, but he refuses to stand down, wanting what she is terrified to give—herself.  This man may very well destroy her in the end, especially when it’s clear he has his own demons.

What happens when two broken souls come together, finally allowing themselves to believe in the beauty of love … only to have to fight harder than ever to keep it.   

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His eyes get hard for a beat before his features smooth back out.  “Yeah, beyond sure.  No one to pass this shit down to, and even if there was, I wouldn’t be givin’ someone ideas of materialistic bullshit if I did.  More to life than all this shit.”

“Okay, well, in that case …” I cough, not wanting to fight with him about our views when it comes to expensive wants versus needs.  Last time I tried to argue the benefits of learning to care for and value something you work hard to buy, I had a black eye for almost two weeks.   “In that case, I’m prepared to offer you a lump sum as a buyout for the whole collection, but I also want to mention, again, that consignment would be a more lucrative approach.  Our buyout is just a standard percent of resale value, but consignment would allow us to mark up each to give you a larger profit.”

“Told you, babe, want it gone.  I don’t give a shit about making it more lucrative.  Look around you, hardly hurting.”

“Still, it’s my obligation to make sure you’re informed.”

“Consider me informed.”

“Okay … so I can offer a tentative amount of three million.  I would need more time to inspect each item in depth for any defects that could affect the value and also to research a few pieces I feel may be limited editions so that could also affect the value.  Meaning that amount could go up or down, but I wouldn’t expect it to be less than two point five or more than four point seven-ish.  I wouldn’t need but maybe five days tops, and I can come during the day if that works better for your schedule.”

“You get this gone in two days, and I’ll take one mil.”

My whole body jerks back as if I had been slapped, staring at him like he was absolutely insane. 

“That’s absolutely insane,” I tell him, voicing my thoughts.

“No, that’s me not giving a shit and wanting it gone so I can get out of this place and sell it and all this shit some hand with care placed around each room.  Woulda left this shit in and sold it with the house, but for some reason I’ll never understand, you’re here, and I still just want it gone.  You don’t need five days when I’m taking a two mil hit, babe.  That would waste your time and mine, and I’m not a huge fan of wasting my time.  Way I see it, you win, and I get a cold mil for some shit I didn’t buy nor care about.  So you get this shit outta here, and all I need is that.”

“Thorn, I can’t in good conscience accept that.”

“Then dirty that conscience up and laugh your tight little ass all the way to the bank.  Don’t give a shit as long as it’s gone, and I don’t have to do anything to make it that way.”

“This is insanity.”

“Insanity would be tossing it all at the Goodwill drop-off.  I’m making money.  You’re making money.  Only thing sweeter than making money is doing it while I’m getting my cock wet, and babe, that only happens when my stock rises at the same time my cock does.”  He steps closer, and I back into the island, my chest burning as I hold my breath.  “Course, never had four mil worth of shit to sell to a woman who makes my cock rise without even trying.”

“Thorn,” I whisper, placing my hand against his hard chest with the intention of pushing him back.  Only, the second his warmth burns through his shirt and hits my skin, I can’t move an inch.

“Ari,” he mocks, his eyes bright.

“I, uh, the paperwork …” I close my eyes and focus on my breaths and the words my mouth can’t seem to form.  When my heart slows enough that I won’t die of a heart attack right here in heaven, I look back up at him.  “You’re breaking my brain, Thorn.  Please step back so I can think clearly without my body trying to die on me.”

The corners of his eyes crinkle as he continues to gaze down at me, but he does step back.  My arm falling down to my side.

“As much as I wish I could have this room cleared out for you tomorrow, it will take at least until late Monday.  I’ll need to meet with you beforehand to have some legal paperwork signed for the sale due to its size.  But my lawyer is an old family friend, so I can have that by tomorrow around dinnertime, if you wouldn’t mind meeting me to take care of that.  I won’t be able to get the cashier’s check until after those are signed, so late Monday is the best I can offer you.”

“Want this shit gone, but it’s hardly a hardship to wait a few more days if that means I’ve got a few more opportunities to try to make you want me as much as you want this shit around you,” he says, his deep voice thick with desire.

“Good heavens, you don’t stop, do you?”

“Not unless you beg, babe.”

“I think it’s best we went back to keeping things professional, Mr. Evans.”

This time, it isn’t a ghost of a smile on his lips.  Oh, no.  Not this time.  If I thought he was handsome before this moment, I was a fool.  Because Thorn Evans giving you his full, unhindered smile and a gaze so thick with unspoken promise as it washes over you and creates a fire of the desire you already felt … well, that expression on him turns him from sinfully hot to heart-stopping and irresistible instantly.

“It would take me five minutes to get you to beg me for it, Ms. Daniels.  Admit it.”

Offended at the thought that I’m easy, I narrow my eyes.  Finally.  At least anger is an emotion I’ve had plenty of practice dealing with.  “I’m not sure what kind of women you’re used to, but I promise you, I am not that type of woman.”

“Maybe three,” he oddly says, ignoring me.

“Three, what?” I snap.

“Minutes, sweetness.  Three minutes and you’d be begging me for all this shit and my cock.”

My mouth flounders, and I gasp.

“Though, pretty sure I could get that in less than a minute and get you doin’ all the work while I watch from my back.”

My arm is up, palm cracking against his cheek before I have the ability to do anything to stop it.  “I think we’re done here.”

I walk around him, ready to find my way out and let him find someone else to take all of this off his hands even if it kills a little part of my lux loving soul.  When his hand curls around my bicep—not painfully, but firm enough to make me stop—I look over my shoulder with a frown.  For a man who was just slapped, he looks almost gleeful.

“One minute, Ari.  Give me a minute and if you aren’t ready to beg me for it, when those sixty seconds are up, you can take this shit and not give me a penny for it.”

Walk away, Ari.  Walk.  Away.  No amount of money is worth being some man’s whore.

Spinning away from his hold, I jerk my arm free and step toward him with a roll up to my toes, getting my face as close to his as I can.  His scent overwhelms me. The subtle notes of his cologne fog my rational thought, making me drunk with need, and I sway slightly before correcting myself.

“Thirty seconds,”  I retort, my jaw tight with stubbornness.  

I’m not sure who I shocked more—him or me.  I have my answer, though, when I see victory flash in his eyes.  Oh, my God … what have I done?

“You’re on,” he agrees, his eyes alight with the promise backed up by his devilish grin.

I nod, incapable of anything more.  I stand there in shocked silence as he takes my phone, his thick fingers moving quickly over the screen.  I vaguely hear a chime from his pocket and before I can so much as blink, he’s handing me my things.

“Tomorrow, I’ll text you.  Paperwork first, then you beg.”

I gulp, jerk my head in what I hope resembles a nod of agreement, and then … I flee.

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Review – Folsom by Tarryn Fisher and Willow Aster

Folsom by Tarryn Fisher

My rating: 6 of 5 stars

I don’t do dystopian books. The last dystopian series I read was Divergent in 2012-2014. I don’t do dystopian. Futuristic world settings and characters aren’t my thing. I don’t do dystopian or didn’t much … until now. Until Tarryn Fisher and Willow Aster knocked me off my axis into the delicious dystopian world of FOLSOM.

With YEARS since my last dystopian, I had no idea what to expect with this unconventional romance. Nothing. So I went in with an open mind. I picked up Folsom, challenging myself, stepping so far from my story comfort zone that I wondered who I was, and dove into this oh-so-different-for-me book. Different is an understatement. Folsom is DARINGLY DIFFERENT. It’s unlike anything I’ve read before and so unique that it’s in its own UNIQUE UNIVERSE.Folsom is so different that I were to describe much, I’d ruin it for readers.

This is the way it should be. Men allowed to hunt.

Once I started Folsom, I didn’t want to … I wouldn’t … couldn’t stop reading. I couldn’t help but notice that this story authored by two authors was meticulously made. This author duo of Fisher and Asters write so seamlessly together as one solid voice, so seamless that you’ll be hard-pressed to tell where one starts and the other stops. I couldn’t put down this DELICIOUS DYSTOPIAN DELIGHT that became my far-out realm and reality. Its powerful and passionate plot of a female-dominate world with male pollinators DOMINATED ME. The strong and smoldering hero and heroine melted together and made me fall in love with them fast. This raw and riveting romance set in another world suddenly became my world.

The moment I saw her, I knew. A feeling, a draw, the smallest spark of kindling.

Thrilling, tender, and thought-provoking, Folsom takes you so far to the edge that you’ll be powerless to stop the fall of feels. This BOUNDARY-BREAKING BOOK beguiled me the whole time reading! Bold, beautiful, and blisteringly smart, Folsom is UTTERLY UNFORGETTABLE. I FELT this Folsom fantasy world as it were my reality. Folsom UNEQUIVOCALLY OWNED every ounce of me. Every thought. Every feel. EVERYTHING. Folsom is EVERYTHING!

”I’ve been living without feeling anything and now I feel everything.”

I can’t recommend Folsom highly enough! There aren’t enough stars for this out-of-this world romance! A TOP 2018 READ!!!

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The nation as we know it is a thing of the past.

With the male species on the verge of extinction, a society called the End Men is formed to save the world. Folsom Donahue is one of twelve men whose sole purpose is to repopulate the Regions. The endless days spent having sex with strangers leaves Folsom with an emptiness no amount of women, money, or status can fill.

Until Gwen.

Gwen has wanted a child for as long as she can remember, but when she finally gets a chance to have her own, she uncovers a long hidden truth. The injustice she sees moves her to help save the men whom no one else believes need saving.

A forbidden love, grown in a time of despair, ignites a revolution.

Folsom and Gwen, torn between their love for each other and their sense of duty, must make a choice. But some will stop at nothing to destroy them.

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Review – Iron Princess by Meghan March

6 out of 5 stars

Holy fucking hell! How the hell am I supposed to alter this review to be amazon acceptable? Meghan I’m convinced you’re some type of voodoo queen that can spin any kind of tale and do it like a mother fucking boss! Sorry fir the f bombs. Can’t be helped!

What I just read, I can’t can’t even put into words. It transcends everything I thought this book would be. I have no doubt whenever I open a Meghan March book, that I NEVER know what is coming my way. You are the queen of cliffhangers. Absolutely NO ONE can write a cliffhanger that leaves your heart in your throat thinking what the fuck just happened. Holy shit. Stick a fork in me. I’m done. Off to a book coma.

IRON PRINCESS

SAVAGE TROLOGY Book 2

By Meghan March

Release Day – April 24

He’s a mystery. An enigma.

His very identity is a secret buried beneath layers of deception.

He’s also an addiction I can’t shake. An attraction I can’t fight.

And then I found out exactly who he is—a man more dangerous than the devil himself.

Now I need him in order to save everything that matters to me.

I have to pull back. Protect myself from the danger that haunts his every step.

Which would be easy . . . if I could stop myself from falling in love with him.

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SAVAGE PRINCE

SAVAGE TRILOGY BOOK 1

By Meghan March

Release Day March 27

Who knew things could get even darker and dirtier in New Orleans? New York Times bestselling author Meghan March introduces the Savage Prince of the city, the man you never want to meet.

I do what I want and who I want. I don’t follow anyone’s rules—even my own.
I knew I shouldn’t touch her, but it didn’t stop me.
Didn’t stop me the second time either. Only made me want a third.
My lifestyle suits the savage I am, and she doesn’t.
But Temperance Ransom is my newest addiction, and I’m nowhere near ready to quit her yet.
I’ll have her my way, even if it means dragging her into the darkness.
Hopefully it doesn’t kill us both.
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SAVAGE TRILOGY – Book 3

By Meghan March

Release Day – May 22

Unthinkable. Unbelievable. Inconceivable.

I don’t recognize what my life has become. I can’t tell where the lies end and the truth begins anymore.

He came into my world and urged me out of my safe little corner.

All my dreams are coming true except the one thing I want most— my own happy ending.

But I’ll fight for it.

For now.

For always.

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Review – Rebel Heir by Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

Rebel Heir by Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

I NEED MORE THAN 5 STARS DAMMIT!!!!!

Smoking hot chemistry – check.

Two insanely, lovable characters – check.

Solid, flawless writing – check.

Intense, heart pounding story – check.

Perfection in a book – CHECK CHECK CHECK!

20% was all it took for me to fall head over heels with this book. 20% in for me and I never wanted it to end. I honestly think I’ve found my new favourite Ward & Keeland book. I honestly think I love a Ward & Keeland hero more than Graham *gasps*. Yes I said it and I don’t regret it. Rush is PHENOMENAL! I’ve fallen head over heels in love with him. I just CANNOT EXPLAIN him well enough to fully tell you how incredible he is!

Rebel Heir is one of those books that just takes you away. Away from the world and all the things happening around you. Vi & Penelope have a way with their writing that is indescribable. They catapult you INTO the story, they make you a part of it and everything seems so real. Not many authors have this ability at all, in my opinion. But Vi & Penelope nail it every time.

As this is the first of a duet it ends with a SHOCKER. A shock-er! But the angst and the build up and the overall feel is so, so WORTH IT! I actually don’t want to tell you ANYTHING ELSE about this book because it will spoil it. You just cannot understand how amazing it is until you READ IT. And you MUST!

Rebel Heir is a sweet and hella sexy novel that builds this duet perfectly. The characters are insanely charismatic. The story is angsty and super addictive. I just love EVERYTHING about it!!

From New York Times Bestselling authors Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward, comes the first book in a new, sexy duet.

How to kick off a great summer in the Hamptons:

Snag a gorgeous rental on the beach. Check.

Get a job at a trendy summer haunt. Check.

How to screw up a great summer in the Hamptons:

Fall for the one guy with a dark leather jacket, scruff on his face, and intense eyes that doesn’t fit in with the rest of the tony looking crowd. A guy you can’t have when you’ll be leaving at the end of the season.

Check. Check. Check.

I should add—especially when the guy is your sexy, tattooed God of a boss.

Especially when he not only owns your place of employment but inherited half of the town.

Especially when he’s mean to you.

Or so I thought.

Until one night when he demanded I get in his car so he could drive me home because he didn’t want me walking in the dark.

That was sort of how it all started with Rush.

And then little by little, some of the walls of this hardass man started to come down.

I never expected that the two of us, seemingly opposites from the outside, would grow so close.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for the rebel heir, especially when he made it clear he didn’t want to cross the line with me.

As the temperature turned cooler, the nights became hotter. My summer became a lot more interesting—and complicated.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.

Rebel Heir is the first book in the Rush Series Duet. Book Two, Rebel Heart, will release six weeks later on May, 22, 2018.

REBEL HEIR is easy Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland best book yet! I URGE YOU to click this, RIGHT NOWWWWW!!!!!

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Review – Endorsed by Marni Mann

6 out of 5 stars

6 stars

OMFG! I’m sitting here trying to write this review through teary eyes and wet cheeks. There is a reason Marni Mann is one of my absolute favorite authors, and this book just solidified it even more.

I can’t really go into the story because it’s an experience you deserve to have without it being ruinded, so I’m going to tell you about the emotional roller coaster ride that I just went on for the last 4 hours. Yes, 4 hours straight. Once I picked up this book, I wasn’t putting it down for NOTHING! I literally sat in my car for 2 hours while my son had baseball practice because I couldn’t part with it. It was too cold to read outside. I regret nothing.

This book shows how beautifully broken hearts can try do hard to deny things, but in the end fate wins! These two did not have it easy, and what they’ve gone through makes you fall in love with them even more. The chemistry between these two was OFF THE CHARTS SMOKING HOT!!! But the obstacles they conquered is what made this story all that and more.

I highly recommend you read this book. You can certainly read it a standalone but I highly recommend you read Signed. It lets you know all the characters better. Bravo Marni. I bow down to you!

Endorsed by Marni Mann
Publication Date: April 5th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance

My client’s younger sister is off-f***ing-limits.

Getting my first big client signed to the NFL was the second best moment of my life. Escorting his sister back to her hotel was the first. Imagining what she would feel like, look like, taste like—none of it was as good as the real thing.

If her brother found out, it would destroy my career, so I ended things between us.

Eight years later, the girl who got away still owns me.

First, I’ll make her forgive me, and then I’m going to make her mine.

He’s owned my body for far too long.

It’s been years since he touched me, and my skin still remembers every brush, stroke, and thrust. I want to forget how good it felt. Almost as much as I want to do it again.

We can’t finish what we started until I make my confession.

I have a secret—one that wasn’t mine to keep.

Before he can love me, he’ll have to find some way to forgive me.

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When my hand wasn’t on the gearshift, it was on her thigh. Her skin was hot. Tight. But it didn’t give me the heat I was after, so I went to search for it, dragging my fingers higher on her leg. My thumb then dipped below the hem of her dress, tracing a small pattern over her flesh.

“Samantha, I need you to do something for me.”

She took a breath that ended with the softest moan. “Okay.”

“I need you to shift when I tell you to.”

“Why?”

“Because I need one hand on the steering wheel while the other is inside your cunt.”

“Jack…”

“Shift into third.”

She quickly reached across my arm, grabbing the gearstick and moving it like I’d asked her to.

My fingers climbed several inches higher, feeling the space widen as she spread her legs apart. “Now, go to second.” As I rose to the outside of her pussy, I expected to feel her panties.

There was nothing.

Just a bare pussy and a clit that needed me to rub it.

“Jesus,” I hissed. “Neutral. Shift right now.”

We were coming to a stop at the red light. Before the car completely slowed, my pointer finger traced around her entrance to wet the tip, and I slid right in.

“Oh my God,” she groaned. “Your hands.”

She’d missed them.

They’d missed her.

And she was about to get a hell of a lot more.

Best-selling Author Marni Mann knew she was going to be a writer since middle school. While other girls her age were daydreaming about teenage pop stars, Mann was fantasizing about penning her first novel. She crafts sexy, titillating stories that weave together her love of darkness, mystery, passion, and human emotion. A New Englander at heart, she now lives in Sarasota, Florida with her husband and their two dogs who subsequently have been characters in her books. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop working on her next novel, she’s scouring for chocolate, sipping wine, traveling to new locations, and devouring fabulous books.

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Review – Long Shot by Kennedy Ryan

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I’ve tried very hard to put my feelings into words for this book, and words really do escape me. Everything I could say, anything at all seems inadequate for the story that I finished. I’ve been fortunate as blogger to get to read some amazing stories from some truly talented authors. I’ve seen them take risks, delve into controversy and break glass ceilings. All of these things wrapped in true love stories that melt the heart and affirm that some things are worth fighting for.

Long Shot shattered everything I thought I could feel.

It is raw and at times brutal. Honest. Eye opening. Thought provoking. So very real. It left me in triumphant tears and it made my heart ache. Long Shot was filled with cold hard truths and made me look into places that I never believed I would and examine sports culture in ways that I truly never thought of – the ugly, the violence, the cover ups and money used to make thing simply disappear.

Still, underneath of all the ugly, all the anguish and all the anger there is a beautiful love between August and Iris that I envied and coveted. It was magic from the first glimpse and chemistry that flowed like warm honey. These two were meant to be, even if circumstances were working against them. As time passed and they were separated by more than the miles, the bond between August and Iris still grew stronger and more intense. I have to give it to August.  This man was determined and he stayed true to his heart. Always true to his love for Iris. Even in her lowest of lows, Iris found her light in August. There was no denying that the man wearing number 33 was her center.

Long Shot is one of those stories that will stay in your mind for days after it is finished but has marked your soul for much longer. It is brilliant, an emotional ride that left me swaying. Beautifully written words with fantastic characters who simply breathe their truth. There were moments of sigh worthy romance and fan your face and cross your legs steamy sex. There were moments that I couldn’t read. It hurt too much and felt too big. I always came back. I had to. I would not have missed this for anything.

Congratulations, Kennedy. This was everything and a whole lot more. I could not have missed this. Bravo to you!

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A FORBIDDEN LOVE SET IN THE EXPLOSIVE WORLD OF THE NBA…

Think you know what it’s like being a baller’s girl?
You don’t.
My fairy tale is upside down.
A happily never after.
I kissed the prince and he turned into a fraud.
I was a fool, and his love – fool’s gold.
Now there’s a new player in the game, August West.
One of the NBA’s brightest stars.
Fine. Forbidden.
He wants me. I want him.
But my past, my fraudulent prince, just won’t let me go

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“Iris?” August’s frown, the concern on his face, in his voice, remind me where I am. “Baby, you okay?”

I blink down at him dumbly, swallowing my tears, eating my memories whole and digesting a nightmare from long ago. I nod, my lips a cold, wobbly curve.

“Kiss me,” he whispers, his eyes so tender, so intent.

I remember a magical night under the stars, under a streetlight on the eve of greatness. A night filled with laughter and confidences, pregnant with promise. And I see him so clearly, my prince, asking for a kiss.

And I do.

I kiss him like the world might end tonight because I’ll never take this for granted. Not his kindness, when I’ve known cruelty all too well. Not his tenderness, when I’ve been handled roughly in the past. Not his love, when I’ve been possessed and owned and mistreated.

He thaws me with his kiss, my prince, and I melt into him. We’re chest to chest, with August’s number crushed between us. I take his cock in my hand, aligning our bodies, and two become one in a carnal slide of flesh. I anchor myself by my elbows hooked around his neck, and we kiss until I’m dizzy and our breaths tangle in a cloud of bliss. Under the jersey, his palm spans my back, digging into the naked flesh as our hips lock and roll and grind. My body clenches around him, and we pray, we curse, we moan, we mate like our bodies were made for this moment.

Ours is a love that reimagines—that peels back the sky at high noon searching for the stars, collecting them like shells in a bucket. We bathe in stardust, drink from the Milky Way, and dance on the moon. We pierce the firmament, peer into infinity, and tread on time and space. There is no before. There is no after. Now gives birth to forever. This moment may die, but this love never will. Time is not a line. It’s a circle, and we, August and Iris, we stand at the center.

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About Kennedy Ryan

Kennedy Ryan is a Southern girl gone Southern California. A Top 100 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy writes romance about remarkable women who thrive even in tough times, the love they find, and the men who cherish them.

She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Atlanta families living with Autism, she has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other media outlets as an advocate for families living with autism.

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Review – Demons by JL Drake

6 out of 5 stars

6 stars

Holy hell, Jodi never ceases to amaze me. Her books trap you and pull you into the pages. I have loved every book that I’ve read by her, and I hope to be enjoying them for years to come. I’m finding it hard to get a great MC book lately, but I can always count on Jodi to ho above and beyond no matter what she writes.

This book sucks you into a vortex that’s never ending. You will be glued to your kindle until you reach the dreaded words “the end”. I will be on pins and needles waiting for book 3. Trigger just gets better and better. You never know he’s going to do, so he keeps you on your toes! Phenomenal job once again!

Trigger

I thought the light would bring redemption.

Salvation.

But it only brought the Devil to my doorstep.

My demons are breaking through, and the reaper is moving closer.

My weakness has been exposed, and there’s only one person who can calm this hell…

Tess

I broke a promise to myself, and now I’m paying for it.

I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be a part of this hell.

But I don’t have a choice…

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An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has often found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue.

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