Review – Co-Wrecker by Meghan Quinn

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Co-Wrecker by Meghan Quinn

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

NERD ALERT!!! NERD ALERT!!! NERD ALERT!!! My name is Karen and I have a new love for nerds…and it’s all Meghan Quinn’s fault! Megan Quinn MADE ME fall in love with the hottest nerd EVER in Co-Wrecker! I had Can’t Buy Me Love—that high-school nerd-meets-popular-cheerleader movie—flashbacks while reading. Co-Wrecker is flirty and fun, a romance where you can’t help but laugh and love! Oh did I LAUGH and LOVE sooo hard!

Co-Wrecker claimed me from the very first page!!! The conversational style writing—so raw and real—CONSUMED ME!!! Co-Wrecker CLICKED!!! I was UTTERLY ENAMOURED with this love story of hot nerd meets brooding beauty and boss. The ice cream shop setting was super fun and brought back many memories. Meghan Quinn, you HAD ME at Friendly’s!!! BEST. SETTING. EVER!!!

Andrew starts a new summer gig at an ice cream shop where he works for a brooding beauty who trains him, giving him the scoop on everything ice cream shop worker. Andrew is not your typical nerd, he is a SMOKIN’ HOT nerd with a bangin’ body, dark hair and glasses with the tall and muscular frame that many drool over at the gym. I was drooling like dripping ice cream because Andrew is a NERD GOD!!! Add scrumptious looks to a funny, flirty, loving, dirty-talking, and possessive alpha personality and you have PURE PERFECTION!!! I LOVED Andrew more than Friendly’s!!!

Blonde and blue-eyed Sadie is Andrew’s trainer at work, a brooding beauty who captures Andrew’s attention right away. Their chemistry is COMBUSTIBLE though Sadie tries to fight that build-up between them.

Everything about this woman is hard as nails but it’s as if when she’s with me, in this little comfort cocoon we formed, she’s soft, sweet, and playful.

With a tight circle of friends she can trust with her secretive past, Andrew will have to break barriers to capture Sadie and make her his, though she can’t help but melt around this gorgeous, lovable, and naughty nerd. 

I’m hot for this nerd.

Oh Meghan Quinn! I was HOT for this nerd too! I fell for the nerd who hit me hard like a cannon, and oh was Andrew ALL THAT! Andrew is endearing plus those toned biceps and muscular body don’t hurt. Sadie can’t help but be wrapped up into Andrew’s contagious bubble. Andrew’s personality is over-the-top fun and flirty, just like this story. 

“You make me lose my f**king mind.” I whisper.

Her fingers dance along my back.

“You make me forget the world around us.”

Lines blur…secrets surface…the past pounds into them like thunder. Will the co-worker become the co-wrecker, wrecking this relationship before it’s really begun?

Like an ice cream sundae, Co-Wrecker is SIMPLY DELICIOUS, a romance that hits all the right spots. This story SPARKED TO LIFE!!! This book is a breath of fresh air filled, fun and flirty with a lethal dose of heat, humor, and heart. An all-alpha meets sexy nerd; a beautiful and brave heroine; combustible chemistry; witty writing; a fun setting; a raw and real-feeling plot; and a seamless storyline make Co-Wrecker one incredible love story. SO INCREDIBLY GOOD! Co-Wrecker is the perfect romance with a cherry on top! 

“He’s a four-leaf clover in a field of weeds.”

This sweet and sexy story made me SWOON IN SPADES!!! Co-Wrecker wrapped itself around me and never let go! I LOVED this love story!!! Co-Wrecker OWNED EVERY OUNCE OF ME!!! I’m still consumed by Co-Wrecker, a hot nerd that wrecked me for all other nerds in a story that is still HOLDING ME. Friendly’s will never be the same.

5 ‘sturdy tits’ cherries (because ice cream and more)


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What do ice cream and Sadie Montgomery have in common? They’re both ice cold, but one taste is never enough.

I wanted to be friends — I would have even settled for her seeing me as anything but a nerd — but there was no getting through. So just like any hard-headed, red-blooded man out there, I made up my mind.

I’d make my coworker fall for me.

I’d like to say it was simple, but like every other epic love story, all it took was one drunken night and a lot of naked courage to get the girl. For a moment, at least.

Love with a coworker is never simple, especially since Sadie’s trying to keep us on the low. Not to mention her persistent ex-boyfriend who won’t leave her alone. But I’ve never been good at giving up, and I don’t plan to start now.

The whole thing is a recipe for a rocky road, but I plan to eat the whole gallon, no matter how bad the brain freeze.


Knowing I will probably regret this, I lift from the freezer, ice cream scraper in hand, and jerk toward Sadie just in time to slip on some melted ice on the floor shooting me across the fountain and straight into Sadie.

But not just Sadie; straight into her chest—her billowing, womanly chest. It’s a satisfyingly soft cushion for my head but from her instant outrage, I’m going to guess she’s not keen on me using her breasts as a pillow.

“What the hell are you doing?” she asks, trying to back away, difficult when I’ve got her pinned against the counter.

Fumbling to get some kind of grasp on my falling body, scraper still in hand, I give her a bit of motor boat—not on purpose—and muffle in her breasts, “I’m sowwy.”

“Get off me.”

“I’m twying,” I say, finally getting a grip on the counter behind her and standing tall. Glasses askew, hat on the floor, and a smothered feeling on my face, I straighten my apron and clear my throat. “My apologies.” Her friend is laughing, hand on her stomach, as I push my glasses back on my nose. “Although, I’m grateful for your sturdy bosom for catching my fall. It might have been a twisty straw to the eye, and I’m not sure my glasses would have held up on such an impact.”

Sturdy bosom? Shit, Andrew, don’t fucking say words like bosom. And for the love of God, don’t say a woman has a STURDY bosom. Say words like tits. Tits are more manly.

“Tits,” I mutter.

“Excuse me?” Sadie has the look of horror on her face.

Fuck, did I say that out loud?

“I think he said tits, Sadie,” her friend cuts in, thumbing through the straw holder. Yup, I said tits out loud.

“I heard him, Smills,” Sadie mutters under her breath.

Glaring at me, looking for an answer, I shrug my shoulders, because I have nothing. No way of digging myself out of this one. Funny how your brain can literally stop working the minute you need it the most. Come on, old fella, kick it into high gear. Come up with something witty, something snarky, something that will put a Band-Aid over this rather raw and embarrassing incident.

But, good fuck. I just had my face in her chest. What man could come back quickly from that?

“Well . . .” Sadie has her arms crossed over her bosom, waiting for an answer. No. Her arms are crossed over her breasts. Shit. Shit.

Nerves crawl up the back of my neck, igniting my ears into lava levels of heat. Crap. Just say anything.

Clearing my throat, I pat her shoulder and say, “Sturdy tits.”

And here I thought it couldn’t get any worse, at least my hand didn’t pat down her breast to see if her nipples were made of steel, or to see if her areolas consist of chain-link mesh. You have to look at the positive.


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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.


Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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Review- Take Me Back by Meghan March

Seriously Meghan? This book was not only brilliant but a complete shocker. I thought I knew what I was getting myself into when I started reading this, but then felt like the joke was one me. You had me white knuckling my kindle for at least 50% of this one. I didn’t put it down one time. There was just no way I could part with it. 

We get a couple trying to make a last ditch effort to save their marriage, but wind up with so much more. When all is said and done, will they take each other back? Guess you have to read to find out. This is Meghan March we’re talking about here, so you know the book will be 5 stars. That is all she is capable of producing. Never a dull moment with her. You never know what you’re gonna get. Excellent.

We fell in love on a beach, got married in paradise, and I carried her off into the sunset. It should have been perfect, but saying “I do” doesn’t guarantee a happily-ever-after.

Two years later, I barely recognize either of us behind the walls we’ve built.

It’s time to bring it full circle. Back to a tropical paradise. Back to find out if we can still make this work.

I’m not willing to give her up, but to save us, I have to risk everything. 

Two damaged people. 

Countless secrets. 

The fight of our lives.

We might be broken, but we’re not done.

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Review-Dishonorable by Natasha Knight

My rating is 5 out of 5 stars

This was a solid 5 star read that was riveting and captivating. You would’ve had to pry my kindle out of my hands to make me put it down for even a second. Emotions run high in this book, and your emotions will constantly fluctuate with the story.

Raphael is a man you love to hate. He appears ruthless, cold, and calculated, but the good wants to break through so badly. It’s a real struggle between battling his demons and moving on to see that he deserves so much more. You will find yourself hating him one minute and your heart breaking for him the next. I absolutely loved his character.

Sophia was pretty much ripped from her childhood. Just turning 18 and still naive to the world, her grandfather hands her off as a business deal to marry who appears to be a monster. Watching how quickly she matured and came into her own even at the young age of 18 was remarkable. She was such a strong character and I love that in a female lead.

There is never a dull moment in this story. I truly hope to see a story for Damon and Lina. I really fell in love with both of them as well. Such an amazing and sizzling hot read.



I knew little of Raphael Amado’s history with my family, but when he turned up on our doorstep demanding restitution, my grandfather quickly conceded. That restitution? Me.


Six months later, on my eighteenth birthday, Raphael came for me. He stole me from my home, taking me to his Tuscan estate, where from the crumbling chapel to the burnt-down vineyard, to the cellar that haunted him, the past stalked him like a shadow. It waited for him, hid behind corners for him and trapped him at every turn.


As much as Raphael’s cruelty terrified me, his darkness seduced me. But in the end, it was his tenderness that devastated me.




Sofia came to me like an offering. Like a virgin to be sacrificed at the altar. But truth was, her grandfather betrayed her. I guess we had that in common. He’d screwed me too.


I knew hate. I’d vowed vengeance. This was never supposed to be about anything else. But in the end, her innocence broke me. The very thing I would destroy, destroyed me.

After the evening in Civitella in Val di Chiana, I doubted Sofia would appreciate that we’d be married in the Basilica of Santa Croce in Florence, alongside the resting places of Michelangelo, Galileo and Machiavelli, before the eyes of God and a handful of witnesses and fucking throngs of tourists. Tourists were unavoidable this time of year. I could almost tolerate them.

It had taken an exorbitant contribution to book the basilica, but it only concretized my thinking. Money was what everything came down to and that included the church. But I had to admit, this was a magnificent display of devotion and art, even if it was wasted.

I stood at the altar, waiting for my bride. The rope did little to keep curious visitors at bay. Beside me stood Eric as witness and another man arranged by my attorney. I didn’t know who he was. In the front pew sat Sofia’s grandfather, the great Marcus Guardia, his expression unreadable. At his side sat Lina. Smaller than Sofia but not by much. As pretty as her. The old man had kept his end of the bargain after I’d signed the amended contract. Across the aisle sat Maria. I hadn’t invited anyone else to the wedding.

About two dozen strangers, worshippers who most likely were not expecting a wedding, dotted the other pews, giving the appearance of being guests. The priest cleared his throat and made a show of checking his watch.

It took another five minutes before the doors were opened, and someone stepped in to signal the music. The organist began to play the wedding march, and I took a moment to straighten my tie. I’d worn black on black. It was fitting.

Two men secured the large doors of the worshippers’ entrance. From the waning sunlight outside, I could make out the two forms, the white of the dress casting a sort of halo around Sofia. Beside her stood my brother. My fucking brother. Tall and proud in his suit, Sofia’s arm tucked into his. I could almost see him patting it, telling her it would be all right. Reassuring her when he had no business to.

I didn’t know when she’d asked him to walk her down the aisle. I understood she didn’t want her grandfather. That made perfect sense. But this? It pissed me off, actually.

The organist started the march again, and they took their first steps. Once they stepped fully into the church, I could make out their faces. My brother, for all his support of a few nights ago, now condemned me with his gaze. I wondered how much he knew. How much she’d told him.

Sofia gazed at the floor. Her veil shielded her from me until she was about a third of the way down the aisle. That was when she hesitated. Damon paused too, then whispered something to her. She seemed to take a full minute to compose herself, and before my very eyes, she straightened, standing taller, her spine straighter. She looked directly at me.

I met her gaze, felt the unnatural chill inside her eyes, accepted the accusations she threw like grenades. But she had never looked more beautiful to me than in that moment.

The dress fit as if it were made for her, hugging her delicate curves, the antique veil with yellowing edges not quite concealing her but adding an almost ethereal air to her, to her beauty. Her hair had been intricately braided, only a few soft strands falling around her face, over her shoulder, and her golden eyes shone as if covered over by a layer of ice crystals.

She never shifted her gaze. Never faltered again as Damon walked her toward me. As he faced her, the look they exchanged made me fist my hands at my sides. It wasn’t attraction or affection, not more than that of friendship, but it seemed as though a bond had been formed between them, and I knew in the way he looked at me, the way he looked at her, that he knew what had happened between us. What would happen still.

I hated him for it in that moment. I hated him for having something of her that I did not. That I never would.

My brother lifted her veil and gave her a gentle smile, a kiss on the cheek. A whispered word. I’d fucking kill him for it.

He then turned her to me.

Tears didn’t shine in her eyes. Her lip didn’t tremble. When she looked up at me, all I saw was hate. A hate that came from betrayal. From a budding trust destroyed.

And in spite of it, or perhaps because of it, she took my breath away.

I turned her toward the altar and stood quietly by her side, listening to her breathe, listening to the priest but not hearing his words. Hearing her quiet “I do.” Speaking my own. Catching the slight tremble of her hand as she handed her bouquet of blackest lilies—appropriate if not dramatic—to my brother, who remained by her side. She then faced me again, and I took her hand. From my pocket I retrieved her wedding band. A ring of thorns made of iron, black and rounded to slide onto her finger, jagged to remind her of her place.

She looked down at it once it was fully seated on her delicate finger, and I wondered what thoughts circled her mind.

The priest cleared his throat, and I wanted to slap him. To tell him to give her time. To let us be.

Sofia met my gaze. I handed her my ring. She took it, and I held out my left hand. As she slid the serrated ring onto my finger, she gasped, hesitating at the sudden sight of blood, faltering.

Her mouth fell open, her eyes wide when she met mine.

“Do it,” I said.

She shifted her gaze back to my hand and dragged the spiked band upward, her eyes now fixated on the lines of red that appeared along my finger. The first dark droplet fell, soiling the snow-white of her dress, and when she pulled her stained fingers away, she looked up at me again, the ice in her eyes different, less cold. Confused now. Lost.

Lost again.

I gripped the back of her neck and forced her attention back to the priest who had gone a little pale at the blood.

“Finish it,” I spat.

He met my gaze, swallowed, fumbled with his Bible—fucking idiot—and then pronounced us husband and wife.

I kissed my bride with a hunger that would devour her. A warning to her. A promise of what would come.

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Review – We Said Forever by Marie James

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We Said Forever by Marie James

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

What is meant to be will always find its way.

The giddy delight I get when I meet a new or new-to-me author’s words is BOOKWORM BLISS! That rush during that initial read is off-the-charts incredible! I just popped my Marie James book cherry that was more of an explosion because HOLY EMOTIONS!!! We Said Forever is heartwarming and heart-wrenching, a hard-fought love story, the kind that stays with you forever.

The We Said Forever Prologue broke my heart, sending it and me into a black hole in a story that sank into my soul from the start. I knew that this story would break me, and that it did. We Said Forever BROKE ME in the best way!

This tale of a fallen football star and the studious beauty beckoned me, these two opposites that attracted in every way. The blond, blue-eyed muscular, Thor-looking Blaze and the dark-haired and dark-eyed beauty with lush curves, Fallyn, were nothing alike and apart but everything together. 

“I’m going to kiss you every time I see you. Before you can even utter a word or try to push me away, my lips will be on yours. As many times as I takes, until you realize you’re mine.”

HOLY HELL!!! Hot Blaze kisses Fallyn senseless. He kisses her until she cooperates. He kisses her with everything he has because she is everything to him as he is to her. Their chemistry is combustible, their passion perhaps powered by fate.

Blaze made me BURN!!! A fire lit inside of me by his smoldering kisses and words while this broken boy-inside-a-man’s heart called to me. I WAS HIS!!! 

“You’re the only one I see.”

Fallyn sees the heart beating inside the broken man. Fallyn sees the real Blaze. This fallen alpha is possessive and passionate, and oh did Blaze POSSESS me!!! I was owned by this devastatingly beautiful and broken hero, Blaze. I was OWNED by We Said Forever.

The push and the pull built me up and then tore me down. Heartbreak…hope…happiness rotated like a Russian roulette wheel. The angst bled over the pages, bleeding over me, and I LOVED every tortuous and tender minute! I LOVED We Said Forever, so brilliant, broken, and beautiful.

Blaze is wading in a sea of sorrow, drowning the pain of his past with pills, depression in full swing. Can the beautiful angel save the beautiful man with the devil dancing inside his heart and stealing his soul? The man who doesn’t think he deserves love is the one who needs love the most. 

“No one can love me.”

This broken and beautiful book gripped and GUTTED me, so intense and intoxicating that my emotions took over where I could do nothing but FEEL!!! I felt every word in We Said Forever. I FELT EVERYTHING!!! My heart was ripped out of my chest yet my soul swooned in a romance that touched every part of me. We Said Forever is a tale I will feel forever.

“Are you my Beauty?” I ask.

She bites the corner of her bottom lip.

“Are you my Beast?”

★★★★★ Forever Stars


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Rock bottom.

They say the only way to go from there is up, but what is “up” when you’re born into someone else’s rock bottom?

At ten, football became my first love. It’s what got me out of the house away from my self-destructive family. My love for football landed me at Las Vegas University with a full ride scholarship, and the orange on my jersey was my favorite color…until my eyes landed on the red dress Fallyn wore the night we met.

At twenty-one, I jumped off the cliff into the unknown the second Fallyn McIntyre danced in my arms at a party. I had the greatest girl in the world and the opportunity to play college ball every Saturday. My rock bottom was looking up, thanks to my two first loves.

Parties, sex, and football—life was perfect. But one drink too many, and my world came crashing down. When I chose pills over my second love, my head told me it was the best decision I ever made. The pills keep me warm and protect me from the distance Fallyn created. Percs don’t judge me. They make me feel alive.


They say the best things come in threes, but one leads to a stable future, one is my salvation, and the other drags me to hell—a hell I’d willingly burn in for eternity…if it weren’t for my second love.  


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Review – Blackbird by Molly McAdams

Blackbird by Molly McAdams

My rating: 6 of 5 stars

The devil is not as black as he is painted.

Molly McAdams painted her latest book in black with the deliciously dark romance, Blackbird. I went into this battle of feels blindly, this book delivering darkness like raindrops from the sky. No pep talk or words of wisdom would have helped me walk through the pits of hell where the devil reigned, where I could only pray for a sliver of sunshine. All I could do was dive in and silently beg for mercy on my emotions, hoping they would stay at bay.

After the Prologue, I had to wonder: “What are you doing to me, Molly McAdams?!?”

Blackbird is a dark and devastatingly beautiful book of love and loss that will render you broken and breathless, bringing you to your knees! Painted in the blackest of blacks, Blackbird is a love story submerged in splendor and sorrow that sings to the soul. Nothing could have prepared me for the SHATTERING OF MY SOUL that Blackbird rendered…NOTHING. Oh did my soul shatter and sing!!!

Sing, as my soul did to the bittersweet Beetles tune of Blackbird that haunted my head while reading:

Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life.
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly. Into the light of the dark black night.

The Prologue struck me hard, barreling down on my heart like a thousand winds, terrifying yet thrilling me. My emotions engulfed me, rendering me breathless, powerless to the feels that flooded me like a storm. This battle was one of feels; a fight I would not win. A fight I did not want to win. I knew this little Blackbird would break me, and break me it did. Blackbird BROKE ME IN THE BEST WAY!!! 

I was forced into a world I’d been blind to and came face to face with the devil. A man cloaked in darkness—a man who would set me free. A man hidden in a world I vowed to destroy with him by my side.

Gorgeous with dark hair and dark eyes, a tall and muscular body adorned in ink, Lucas Holt was a devil in a dark world, sucked into it not by choice but by circumstance.

Briar Chapman was a blonde and green-eyed beauty who looked both alluring and angelic.

Dark collided with light as Briar was taken, kidnapped and sold to the devil, Lucas, at an auction. 

“The devil will never own me.”

“We’ll see.”

Blackbird, so devastatingly dark yet breathtakingly beautiful, OWNED EVERY OUNCE OF ME!!! 

She had called me the devil, and I felt like it after tonight.

This devil and dark knight set my heart on fire. I bled for this destroyed devil. Lucas, so broken yet beautiful, GUTTED ME!!! I had to catch my tears as I willed them not to fall. Tears that teased the dam of waterworks waiting to burst from the words that seized my soul, extracting every emotion. Beckoning me. Binding me. Breaking me. Becoming me.

..His touch shouldn’t steal my breath. But it did.

Blackbird stole my breath. I was BREATHLESS!!! My breathing was bated. My pulse pounded. My heart leapt out of my chest.

The chemistry between these two strangers is undeniable…fire-hot…a slow burn. Passion permeates from a mere look. Lucas and Briar have a shared bond that neither can grasp nor get. 

“You’re beautiful, Briar.”

My body was on fire while my heart bled. This devil BURNED ME, melting me into molten lava!!! This devil DEMOLISHED ME!!! Lucas made me SMOLDER and SWOON!!! I LOVED this dark avenger, this complex man!!! Intense and intoxicating, Lucas is a force of darkness and Briar is the light. The devil and the angel, and angel’s whose sunlight he can’t help but absorb. 

“You can hate me all you want. I’ll always hate myself more.”

The heart I tried to freeze to stay strong in this story shattered so many times. I thought I was already broken, but I BROKE SOME MORE. 

“This was dancing with the devil and attempting to come out unscathed.”

I did not leave this story unscathed. I was SHREDDED TO PIECES!!! Blackbird hijacked my heart and stole my soul like a thief in the night! The spellbinding and spine-tingling Blackbird tore my heart open that lay bleeding, shook my soul that screamed for mercy, grabbed my gut that was unglued, and hit me so hard that my emotions bled long after the story was over. My tears bled all over my face, bleeding for words that penetrated through me like knives, slicing open my soul that was bared to this book.

This book that bared its soul to me is both a top February and 2017 read. Dark romance fits Molly McAdams like a glove, so PERFECT! UTTER BOOK BLISS!!! Molly McAdams writes from the heart and you can tell her heart is poured into every beautiful and brilliant word. Her heartfelt writing hits my heart hard like a hurricane EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. EVERY WORD MATTERS. Meaningful. Mesmerizing. Magnificent.

Oh did Blackbird with its simple title MEAN THE WORLD! This is a tale of ALL OF THE FEELS: heart-stopping love, heartbreak, healing, and happiness. I still feel this love story flowing through me!!! I’m still BARE, BROKEN, and BREATHLESS!!! I’m still GASPING FOR AIR with TEARS etched in my eyes from this stunning and shattering story.

This little bird chirped to my heart and chipped away at my soul. My emotions are still entangled around this Blackbird. Blackbird WRECKED ME in the worst way yet BROKE ME in the best way. Blackbird made me fly to the darkest dark and to the lightest light. I’m still flying, UNEQUIVOCALLY IN LOVE, as Blackbird OWNS ME FOR LIFE.

“You can’t attempt to touch me with your light and not expect me to darken your soul. I’ll always try to consume your light just as you’ll always try to consume my dark. It’s who we are, but it won’t change who we are. It’s those pieces of colliding that make us incredible.”

★★★★★★ devastatingly beautiful stars  


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From New York Times bestselling author Molly McAdams comes a powerhouse romantic suspense that will have you questioning your morals and second guessing your view on love.

I live in a world few know exist. I’ve trained for this. I know what to say, what to do, and how to act. I’ve perfected the lethal calm required for this life.
Now it’s time to buy my first girl. But all it takes is one look at the brave girl who starts singing mid-auction for that calm to slip.

Briar Chapman is going to be the death of me, and I don’t care. I’ll take every day with her until that death comes, and I’ll welcome it when it does.

On the outside, Lucas Holt is what nightmares are made of. A man cloaked in darkness, with sin-filled eyes and an enticing grin. A devil so devastatingly beautiful and cruel that his very presence instills fear.

But beneath his terrifying, ever-calm exterior is an affectionate man haunted by a past that refuses to stay buried. And Lucas looks at me as though he’s finally found the only person who can make it all go away.

We’re a battle of the brightest day and the darkest night—and I want to lie in the wake of our war.


She closed the distance between us, each step slow and calculated. Once she was close enough, I slid one hand around her waist and the other around the back of her neck, using her hair to tilt her head back so I could study those eyes that captivated me.

“I hate that you have so much money that you buy women. I hate that you bought me at all, but mostly that you bought me because I started singing. I hate the circumstances that brought me to you, but I love you and am thankful I’m here with you all the same.”

My chest ached and filled with warmth. I wanted to kiss her and thank her for trusting me with her past. I wanted to erase every bad memory and replace them with ones of us now, but she didn’t realize what she’d just said . . .

As much as I wanted what she was saying to be true, it wasn’t, and it never would be. It couldn’t.

“You don’t,” I said thickly, forcing the words out through the tightness in my throat.

Confusion covered her face and her brows drew together. “I don’t what?”

“You don’t love me.”

I felt the shock that went through her body, but she didn’t try to pull away from me. Instead, she gripped my shirt in her hands like she was pleading with me in her touch alone.

“Lucas . . .”

My eyes slid shut, and I released a slow, weighted breath. “You don’t, Briar.”

“I know you think you don’t know how to love someone, but you do, you have been. You know what love is, and I have never been more aware of how loved I am by someone than I am by you.”

I ground my jaw and finally looked at her again. Instead of disagreeing with her, I said, “You can’t love me, because you don’t know me.”

I hated the hurt in her eyes. I hated that I was putting it there. I hated everything I was, hated that I would never be enough for the girl I didn’t know how to let go of. Couldn’t let go of.

“Yes, I do,” she choked out. “I’ve seen it, I’ve felt it, I’ve experienced your darkness and your monsters, and I’m still here. Haven’t I proven myself yet? Haven’t I proven I am not going anywhere? That you can’t make me run?” Her gripping hands flattened and moved up to curve around my neck. “I knew to fall in love with you I had to fall in love with the devil, too. I am not as naïve as you think I am.”

“But you have no idea exactly how heartless your devil is,” I said darkly.

“Then let me see—”

“I won’t let you into that part of my world,” I said on a growl. Just the thought of her being in a situation to see me like that—to see that part of my world—chilled me in a way that made me feel sick. “All of thiswill change the minute you see it. Trust me when I say you’ll never be able to look at me the same, and I won’t be able to live with myself if that day ever comes.”

“You can’t know that,” she argued, her words still sounding like a plea.

“Think of your worst memories with me, Blackbird,” I ordered gently. “Think of what I told you about the shootout with my brothers. Think about what William did to you. Now try to grasp that all of that is nothing compared to what I have done, and what I do, without feeling a thing.”

I waited for it to sink in, and after a few moments, it did. And there was that look in her eyes I’d come to dread and hate—fear and uncertainty. But I could still see her love for me.

Unfailing and undeserving.

“Didn’t you hear me the first time?” she finally asked as tears filled her eyes. “The darkest part of your soul terrifies me, but, Lucas, I’m not going anywhere.”



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Review – Meant to Be by Melody Grace


Meant to Be by Melody Grace

My rating: 4.5 of 5 stars

A true love story never ends.

Over three years ago, I fell in love with the Beachwood Bay series, a small town romance set along the Carolina shore, a romance that felt real, and an author, Melody Grace, who would be a favorite for life. I mourned the end of this saga, 13 books that became part of my life…13 books that felt real…13 books that were unforgettable.

There is just something SPECIAL about a Melody Grace story where romance oozes from the pages and butterflies flutter around you like a Hallmark movie. I LOVE A GOOD OLD-FASHIONED ROMANCE!!! Meant to Be Meant to Be is a Hallmark movie in words, a giddy-inducing, good old-fashioned love story. This romance immediately made my heart dance and my soul sing as butterflies fluttered around me, making all of my senses soar to life.

Beautiful Poppy Somerville is a romance author who believes in soul-mates and fairy tales, but is still looking for her Prince Charming. After a broken engagement, she jets off at her aunt’s Cape Cod beach retreat in Sweetbriar Cove to focus on her writing and relax at the beach. Except relaxing and writing are hard when her annoying next-door neighbor, hot contractor, Cooper Nicholson, is making noise from dawn until dusk.

Cooper Nicholson with his dark hair, blue eyes, and tall and muscular body is all man. A contractor who restores old, broken homes into beautiful ones. It’s too bad he doesn’t believe in the beauty of love.

“You don’t believe in love?”

“Yeah, but not like it is in the books. Real love is messy, and broken, and hard. Not all fairy tales and Prince Charming.”

“Says you.”

The banter between Cooper and Poppy was a fusion of heat and hate. I LOVED the combustible connection between Poppy and Cooper, enticing and emotionally-charged. Opposites who definitely attract.

“God, I’m such a cliché—the romance author who’s never been in love.”

Poppy won’t give up looking for love, and is shocked to find herself attracted to the annoying contractor. Sparks fly, and Poppy and Cooper can no longer ignore the electricity in the air. I felt their passion pound from the pages.

“I’ve been waiting all night to kiss you.”

“You just did.”

“Not properly. Not like this.”

The angst from that pent-up passion was an adrenaline-induced high…and oh did I FEEL THAT RUSH!

“That hope, the longing—I think we all feel it, every day.”

“That passion, the feeling like you’re not alone, and somebody sees you, all the way to your heart.”

These inspiring words of love full of hope made me SWOON!!! I MELTED like molten lava as these lines sparked with LOVE AND LIFE.

“Was it all a game to you?”

Before a relationship can begin, the past surfaces for Prince Charming who flees like Cinderella at midnight.

“Maybe we’re just not meant to be.”

Will this real romance get its happy ending or will a plot twist change the course of this budding love story?

“Will you stay?”

Melody Grace has returned to her small town, beach setting roots with Meant to Be, a sweet and sexy romance that is THE PERFECT ESCAPE. I SWOONED HARD, MY SOUL SOARED HIGH, and my heart was hit like a big wave by this beach town romance. This sweet and smoldering story set in a small town awakens all of the senses in a love story brought to life. Meant to Be swept me up like an ocean breeze, where I felt the ocean air, and smelled the salty water. I was immersed into a small town of intimate characters who quickly captured my heart.

Melody Grace’s newest small town beach romance is captivating and charming, sweet and sexy, and simply DIVINE!!! Meant to Be is a good old-fashioned love story. This small town fairy tale charmed its way into my heart as my soul sang with sound of the ocean, a tune of fate and forever love. Love found me sweet and sexy small town romance. Meant to Be is melt-worthy and magical!!! I LOVED this romantic trip to The Cape! This sweet and swoon-filled story was MY PERFECT ESCAPE.

Because if some things weren’t meant to be, that meant there was plenty that was.

4.5 ‘meant to be’ stars


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Come take a trip to Sweetbriar Cove: the small town where true love is guaranteed.

Poppy Somerville believes in happily-ever-after. It’s the reason her romance novels have won devoted readers all over the world – and why she’s broken off her engagement just weeks before the wedding instead of settling for less than true love. Escaping to her aunt’s beach cottage in Sweetbriar Cove, Poppy is looking for inspiration to break her writer’s block and finish her new book. She just wasn’t counting on the handsome, gruff contractor making such a racket next door…

Cooper Nicholson doesn’t believe in soul-mates. He thought he’d found his forever once, and the world proved him wrong, so when the cute brunette comes storming over and demands he keep the noise down, romance is the last thing on his mind. But his new neighbor is full of surprises, and soon, their chemistry is too hot to ignore.

As they grow closer, they discover fiction has nothing on the plot twists life has in store. But will Cooper find a way to let go of the past and risk his heart again? And can Poppy find her happy ending – on and off the page?

Find out in the new sweet and sexy small-town romance from New York Times bestselling author, Melody Grace!

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Review tour- Pieces of Heaven by Natasha Madison.

My rating is 6 out of 5 stars

When you read a book that is so good that every piece of your heart is touched, you give that book 10 stars. This book was beyond any expectation that I ever had for it. I laid my claim on Mick and I know that I will have lots of fights on my hands because EVERYONE, and I mean everyone, is going to want this man. He is absolutely perfect in every single way. You will read this book so quickly. 

You will become an addict to these words that Natasha has so expertly put together. I have loved every book that she has written, but this one is by far my  favorite. Hands down.
Mick is stuck in a rut. He has been holding out hope that this loser, Sandie, is going to leave her husband and be with him. She strings him along for so long that is considered normal for him. When Marissa walks into his life though, he will find out what true love really is. Thrust together while Mick is searching for Lori’s missing daughter. He never stood a chance. These two were made for each other.

Marissa is a strong woman. I absolutely loved her character. When her daughter, Lori, disappears she will stop at nothing to get her back. She tries to fight those feelings for Mick, but their chemistry is too strong to deny. 

Basically, what you’re getting when you read this book, is not just a piece of heaven. Its all the pieces. This book was one hell of way to start the new year. It is an absolute must read.

I didn’t want this life.

But sometimes you’re forced to make the best of the crappy hand you’ve been dealt. I wanted to teach my daughter that. No matter what happens you face your problems head-on.

Never cower. Never give up.

Then someone took her and I had to put my faith in a system that had failed me, and my hope in a man I didn’t know.

Serve. Honor. Protect, are the only things I’ve ever cared about until her case was dropped on my desk. As we searched for her missing daughter, the last woman I thought I’d fall in love with became my reason for living.

Then the world came crashing down around us.

One secret would change everything, but I had one more hand to be dealt. And if I played my cards right, maybe, just maybe we’d get our piece of heaven.

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Review – It All Falls Down by M. Dauphin 

It All Falls Down by M. Dauphin 

4.5 hot & heavy stars!

Can I begin this review by saying.. OH MY PANTY BURNING HOTNESS. LOL. Seriously, It All Falls Down is crazy hot, like burny, burny hot. Max & Nora literally sizzle their way through this book. 

Connection is there. And it’s HOT.

Chemistry is there. And it’s HOT.

Tension is there. Annnnnnd it’s HOT! 

I kid you not, this is not a book you should read, unless you’re alone. TWO WORDS… Hotel Room. *wipes brow* 

Once we get past all the hotness talk though, what we have with It All Falls Down is an incredibly sweet, swoony, beautiful romance, that made my heart pitter patter on many occasions. 

Nora & Max are a stunning couple. His bad with her good mixed together perfectly. Despite the initial meet being a quick, hot ride, what transpires afterwards was a stroke of genius. M. Dauphin brings them back together so fluidly thus beginning that searing connection, that you cannot help but feel. 

My heart broke a little for these characters and mannnnn, I wanted to shake them, just to clear their vision but Dauphin does it in her own way, she paves their path back to one another perfectly and it was a joy to read.

It All Falls Down is a beautiful, breathtaking romance, that sizzles and burns and just leaves you with all those wonderful bookish feels!

He promised he’d never leave. He should have told me. I could have helped. Max came into my life when I didn’t need a man to define me. He didn’t push his way in… not really. He slowly, tirelessly, and patiently waited. He used that damn smile, day in and day out, and waited until I tumbled head over heels in love with him. 

My grandma always told me to watch out for the pretty boys. The ones that turn you to mush the first time you lay eyes on them. She never warned me about Maxwell Holzer. If there’s one thing in life I’ve always known, it’s that when something goes up, it will most certainly always come crashing down.


Review – Royal Scandal by Marquita Valentine


Royal Scandal by Marquita Valentine

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

“Every once in a while, in the middle of our ordinary lives, love gives us a fairy tale.”

I’ve loved fairy tales since I was a little girl—from Cinderella to Beauty in the Beast to modern romances that feel like fairy tales. Fairy tales are just…SIGH…magical and mesmerizing. These magical stories transport me to a wonderful fantasy world that sometimes feels very raw and real. Royal Scandal by Marquita Valentine is a feel-good, friends-to-lovers fairy tale of a romance dipped in suspense that will make your heart dance!

Royal Scandal enraptured and ensnared me from the start, this slow burn of a book with more sweetness than steam became my obsession. This fairy tale twisted itself around all of me. It did not let go; I did not let go. Royal Scandal with its sweet and spicy story along with a fusion of Southern sass and charming Brit demeanor was the magical mixture for a moving romance.

Crown Prince Colin Sinclair is tall, green-eyed, dark-haired, and handsome with a caring personality, delicious body and dirty-talking mouth. He puts his family first even over his love life. Until he stumbled upon the beautiful, red-haired and blue-eyed, Della Hughes, the caretaker and housekeeper of his new American estate of which he and his family fled from his British country under exile.

At just seventeen when he fled his country to America, Colin felt a connection to the fifteen year-old Della, a spark when she challenged him immediately.

“I feel as if I’ve found a kindred soul in her.”

Colin and Della became fast friends, though fighting the chemistry that loomed between them for ten long years. Ten years until Colin’s exile may be lifted if he claims a bride. To Colin, that would be heaven to finally get his hands on forbidden territory, jump out of that friend zone into more. 

“Della. My best friend. The woman of my dreams. Forever off-limits…until now.”

Colin has to convince Della to become his bride, to possibly toss friendship aside for more. Maybe Della wants Colin as much as he does her.

“My head is inundated with her image, of all the ways I want to have her. The hundreds of ways I want to kiss every inch of her body. Make her mine in every way possible.”


Oh was Colin Mr. Prince Charm-the-Panties off of me. Della is one lucky lady! I want to suddenly be the Cinderella to this perfect prince.

“We’re friends and friends don’t sleep together.”

Della will do anything for her best friend, Colin, including marrying him but in name only. Though their platonic plans become a challenge when the combustible chemistry surrounds them like the air they breathe.

“I don’t think I need to show you how hard I am for you…unless you don’t believe me and need to investigate for yourself.”

“I believe you.”

“Too bad because I would look forward to your inspection.”

Colin is royally endowed and his package may be as irresistible as his passion and charm for Della.

“He wants me and I want him, and there’s nothing to stop either of us.”


Della falls into the rabbit hole, completely smitten by the oh-so-persuasive Prince. The passion between that has built for ten years is about to burst, friendship caught on fire ready to blaze into an inferno. Feelings of more than friendship are forming, but Della is holding back, afraid that her happily-ever-after is not in the cards.

“Colin, don’t you get it? Stuff like this doesn’t happen in the real world. Happily ever afters for a maid and a prince—seriously? That’s Disney magic.”

Colin is hiding a secret or more that could be scandalous. Couple that with Della who doesn’t believe in happily-ever-afters or fairy tales and this prince may have a tough time convincing his bride-in-name to become his forever princess.

“Are you saying you want this to be real?”

“It’s already real. I want this to be forever.”


Royal Scandal is a Cinderella tale where Prince Charming is as sweet as pie and his princess is all sass. This friends-to-lovers love story sank itself into me, sprinkling fairy dust over the pages, where I was covered in a delicious concoction of sweetness and smolder. This magical fairy tale melted me from head to toe.

I had love in my heart and stars in my eyes while devouring Royal Scandal. A dash of romance, a splash of suspense, and a heap of heart make this modern-day Cinderella story a must-read! So royally good!

★★★★ royally good stars


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Fairy tales do come true—and so do tabloid scandals! Bestselling author Marquita Valentine kicks off a juicy contemporary romance series with a novel about a prince whose best-laid plans go deliciously awry when he marries the maid next door.

Forced to flee to the United States with his siblings after their parents’ assassination, Crown Prince Colin Sinclair takes it upon himself to become the caretaker of his family while hiding out near Charlotte, North Carolina. But after a decade in hiding, the secret’s out and Parliament demands that Colin wed a princess of their choosing. Unwilling to play their game, Colin decides to marry an American instead, and he has the perfect candidate in mind.

As a home-service professional, Della Hughes doesn’t believe in storybook endings. But when her best friend and secret crush reveals that he’s a flesh-and-blood prince, she doesn’t know what to think. Still, she’ll do anything for Colin, including becoming his wife—in name only, of course. But when their plans to stay purely platonic go by the wayside, their fake honeymoon turns all too real. After a week of white-hot nights, Della can buythisbook.jpg



Marquita Valentine is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Holland Springs and Boys of the South series.


Since first taking the plunge in July of 2012 to self publish, Marquita Valentine has appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling Ebooks Lists on iBooks, Amazon Kindle, and Barnes&Noble. She’s been called “one of the best new voices in romance” (Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews) and her books have been accused of being “a sexy, fun, and slightly addicting contemporary read” (The Book Queen).

When she’s not writing sexy heroes who adore their sassy heroines, she enjoys shopping, reading, and spending time with her family and friends. Married to her high school sweetheart, Marquita lives in a seriously small town in the south with her husband, two kids, and a dog.

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Review – It Started with a Kiss by Melanie Moreland



It Started with a Kiss by Melanie Moreland



All it took was a Kiss. Just one kiss. Melanie Moreland’s next release, It Started with a Kiss is a fast paced, sweet and sexy romance.

Melanie’s writing is incredibly strong, her ability to pull a reader into a story is fantastic. Her words flow freely and keep me happily captivated throughout her books.

It Started with a kiss, literally starts with a Kiss. What transpires from that one kiss is incredibly fast moving. Daniel and Avery moved quicker than a burning fire, and just as hot.
For me, at times, I found it a struggle to fully connect to their relationship and them individually, while I understood the Insta-love aspect I’d still have liked to feel it. As the book progressed and Daniel and Avery’s relationship was expanded I felt it a little more but I’d have liked more of those “get to know you moments”.

Without a doubt, Daniel was ridiculously hot and his penchant for nailing Avery to a wall, literally, had my insides burning. His dirty yet sweet mouth, definitely gave me tingles.

Overall at its core, It Started with a Kiss is a beautiful, captivating love story. If you love insta-love stories this story will be PERFECT for you.




It started with a kiss.
Then it became so much more.
Love at first sight.
Avery Connor doesn’t believe in it.
But what about love at first kiss?
A favor for a friend. Kiss a stranger and walk away.
But what if that favor, and that stranger, prove to be the turning point of her life?
What if that kiss leads to something more?
Dr. Daniel Stewart is certain it will.
He is determined to make her see him. To feel what he feels.
To have the effects of that kiss last forever.
A story about taking a chance, opening your heart to the moment, and falling in love.