Jun 19

TL Reeve’s Omega’s Heart Release Day Celebration & Giveaway

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Blurb:

When the wolf is away…

Five years ago, Max Reaper walked out of Kole Silver’s life forever, leaving behind a broken omega.

Kole doesn’t believe in love anymore. He keeps to himself, leading a solitary life until stumbling upon an injured human, Jasper Hill. An instant attraction explodes between them, becoming an unbreakable bond. There is no choice—Kole must claim the man as his own.

When Max returns to take possession of what is rightfully his, a situation he’d never imagined greets him. Angry with himself and with his mate’s betrayal, he wrestles his wolf who demands he take action—to claim his mate. But will he be able to accept Kole’s new human companion, or will his mistake of leaving five years ago end up biting him in the ass?

 

 

Excerpt:

“Good morning,” Kole’s voice had him opening his eyes. The guy wore a pair of low slung jeans and a ribbed tank. In his hands sat a tray piled with food. Jasper’s stomach gave an appreciative growl and he laughed. “Well, I’m glad you’re awake and hungry. I made more, so you know.”

“Wow, thanks.” The bacon and sausage sat together on one side while scrambled eggs and hash browns filled the rest of the plate. “Do you have any coffee?”

“I do,” Kole grinned. “How do you take it?”

“Black and strong,” he said around a bite of bacon. “Oh God,” he moaned. “Deer bacon?”

“Is that a problem?”

“Hell no,” Jasper answered, finishing off the piece in his fingers. “I haven’t had deer bacon in years. I missed it. What’s the sausage?”

“Wild boar,” Kole replied. “I like to live off the land.”

“Fucking hell,” he groaned. “I think I’m in love.”

“Well, it’s good to know what they say is true,” Kole answered. “Give me a moment and I’ll be right back.” He left the room and returned minutes later with a mug of delicious smelling coffee. After handing Jasper the cup, he returned to his perch on the bed.

Jasper inhaled the piping hot brew and grinned. “Thank you.” He took a sip and sighed. The caffeine surged through him and mixed with the sugar of the juice, perking him right up. Taking another swallow, he prodded Kole. “As you were saying?” He continued to eat, gorging himself on the bacon and sausage between bites of potato and eggs.

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”

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Author Bio:

TL Reeve, a multi-published author with Decadent Publishing, Cobblestone Press, Evernight Publishing and Loose-Id, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in the south, TL misses Los Angeles and will one day return to the beaches of Southern California to ride the waves at Huntington Beach. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book, or working on homework with a cute little pixie.

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Jun 16

Two Princes: The Biker and The Billionaire by Victoria Danann


Brannach “Brash” Fornight is standing in line at the grocery store appeasing his peanut addiction when he spots a magazine. The catch, the man on the cover looking like a rich GQ model has his face. Determined to get answers he goes to New York to meet Brandon St. Germaine. After the twins meet they find they have an instantaneous bond, and hatch a plan to learn more about each other, and their parents.

The first book in the Sons of Sanctuary series gives a little more focus on Brash. I really liked his easy going character.  Of course the fact that he is a sexy biker doesn’t hurt either. Brandon is not what I expected and happily so. Despite being born with a silver spoon he is relatively down to earth in my opinion. Danann did beautiful job writing about brothers meeting for the first time. I loved the situation they were put in because they got a firsthand glimpse at how the other lived. She also made it fun for the reader. This was a story that could have become really heavy, but Danann was able to keep things fairly lighthearted. However, I really wished that the developing relationship between Brash and Brigid would have been a little more in depth. I liked the pair together, and would have loved to see a little more heat.

I wondered how fans would respond to the fact that Danann took the leap into contemporary romance. She did a great job with it. The humor and romance we see in her paranormal work crosses over into this genre.  I must say I do hope she continues to write the paranormal novels I have come to love. With that, I will also say I am looking forward to the next book in this series. Fans of Adnan’s will want to give this book a try. Did I mention the prequel included?  What’s better than a two for one from a fantastic author?

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Two brothers, unknown to each other are on a crash trajectory with destiny and two broken hearts.

Brigid was a graduate student at the University of Texas. It wasn’t hard getting her thesis approved, but finding a Hill Country motorcycle club willing to give her access to their lifestyle was starting to look impossible. Then she got a lead. A friend of a friend had a cousin with family ties to The Sons of Sanctuary. Perfect. Or so she thought.

What she wanted was information to prove a scholarly proposition. The last thing she had in mind was falling for one of the members of the club. Especially since she was a feminist academic out to prove that motorcycle clubs are organized according to the same structure as primitive tribal society.

Brash was standing in line at the H.E.B. Market when his world tipped on its axis. While waiting his turn to check out, his gaze had wandered to the magazine display and settled on the new issue of “NOW”. The image on the cover, although GQ’d up in an insanely urbane way, was… him.
After reading the article, he threw some stuff in a duffle and left his only home, a room at The Sons of Sanctuary clubhouse, with a vague explanation about needing a couple of days away. He left his truck at the Austin airport and caught a plane for New York, on a mission to find a mysterious guy walking around with his face.

Jun 16

Release Day Blitz: Two Princes: The Biker and the Billionaire

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Sons of Sanctuary

Book 1

Victoria Danann

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: 7th House Publishing,

Imprint of Andromeda LLC

Date of Publication: June 16, 2015

Number of pages: 300

Word Count: 90,000

Cover Artist: Victoria Danann

Book Description:

Brigid Roan is a graduate student at the University of Texas. She had no trouble getting her thesis approved, but finding a Hill Country motorcycle club willing to give her access to their lifestyle had started to seem impossible. Then she got a lead. A friend of a friend had a cousin with ties to The Sons of Sanctuary.

What she wanted was information to prove a proposition. What she didn’t want was to fall for one of the members of the club. Especially since she had set out to prove that motorcycle clubs are organized according to the same structure as primitive tribal society.

Brash Fornight was standing in line at the H.E.B. Market when his world tipped on its axis. While waiting his turn to check out, his gaze had wandered to the magazine display and settled on the new issue of “NOW”. The image on the cover, although GQ’d up in an insanely urbane way, was… him.

After reading the article, Brash threw some stuff in a duffle and left his club, The Sons of Sanctuary, with a vague explanation about needing a couple of days away. He left his Jeep at the Austin airport and caught a plane for New York, on a mission to find the guy who was walking around with his face.

Two brothers, one a player, one a playboy, are on a collision course with destiny and a woman who thought she won a prize when she was allowed a look inside the Sons of Sanctuary MC.
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Excerpt:

“Sir?” Brash Fornight gradually became aware that someone behind him in the grocery checkout line was trying to get his attention. “Sir?” He refocused and glanced behind him. The woman leaning on a cart overflowing with chip bags and cookie boxes nodded toward the cashier indicating that it was his turn to move forward. Brash looked her in the eye and had to give her props. Most people wouldn’t have the balls to try to herd a guy wearing Sons of Sanctuary MC leather.

The club employed a woman who cooked and did grocery shopping several times a week as part of her job description, but Brash didn’t like to explain his relentless craving for peanuts and he liked being teased about it even less. He didn’t know whether it was the Vitamin B or the fat or just because he liked the taste, but he couldn’t imagine going a day without them.

That’s how he came to be standing statue still In the grocery checkout line, being prompted by some woman with more nerve than sense. While he was waiting, his eyes drifted over the magazine display and settled on the cover of “NOW”, on the Most Eligible Bachelor edition no less. The debonair figure staring back was wearing Brash’s own face and body. He looked different with short hair and a four thousand dollar suit with the shirt fashionably open at the neckline, but the similarity was inescapable.

On impulse he grabbed the magazine and tossed it onto the conveyor belt with his week’s stash of peanuts.

He stuffed the bags into the saddlebags of his bike and roared toward home, nervously tapping his fingers on handlebars at red lights, riding on shoulders to keep from slowing down. He was anxious to get to the privacy of his own room and read about Branach St. Germaine.

Two beers, one jar of peanuts, and one “NOW” article later, Brash was sitting on the edge of his bed looking at the wall, seeing nothing but his own heavy thoughts. He pulled out his phone, looked up a website, and waited on hold for ten minutes to hear the time of the next flight from Austin to New York.

There was a flight to Newark in a little over three hours. He looked at his watch and calculated the time it would take to drive from Dripping Springs at that time of day. As he booked the flight, he stood up, walked to the small closet, grabbed a duffel bag, and began shoving stuff into it. Ten minutes later, he closed his door and locked it, threw the duffel over his shoulder, and headed straight for the office downstairs. He dropped the duffel on the hallway floor beside the closed door and knocked.

“Yeah?” Brash looked inside, glad that his dad was by himself, and stepped in. “What’s up?”

“I’m takin’ personal time, Pop. Gonna be gone for a couple of days.”

“What the hell is ‘personal time’?”

The gruffness made Brash smile. “It means I’m not gonna be here if you call and I’m not tellin’ you why.”

The Sons of Sanctuary President looked up at Brash, over the top of his readers, and narrowed his eyes. “You got a secret?”

“Everybody’s got secrets.”

Brandon Fornight studied his son for a minute. “True enough. Is it the kind of secret that could affect this club?”

Brash shook his head. “Don’t see how.”

“Well, then. See you… When did you say you’d be back?”

“I didn’t.”

“Bein’ purposefully vague, are you?”

Brash grinned. “That’s why they call it personal time. But I expect to be back Friday.”

“You gonna have your phone with you?” When Brash nodded, Bran looked back down at his ledger in a deliberately dismissive gesture. “Well, get outta here then.”

Brash parked his bike in the airplane hangar. The structure had already been on the property when the club had bought it and turned it into a compound twenty years earlier. They used part of it for vehicle maintenance and repair and part for parking.

Some of the guys who were working looked over and shot curious glances his way when Brash threw his duffel into his pickup and started it up, but it wasn’t their way to ask questions. The Sons figured that if somebody wanted you to know something, they’d tell you.

Brash took a cab to a midtown hotel, wondering all the way why human beings would choose to live in such a place. As he slid his credit card across the hotel counter to the agent on duty, he glanced at the name, Brandon Fornight. It seemed unlikely that it was a coincidence that that the mysterious look-alike’s first name began with the same four letters. He ordered room service and pulled out his laptop.

Getting intel on the guy didn’t take advanced ops. Within an hour Brash knew where Brannach St. Germaine worked, what kind of car he drove, what kind of women he dated, who his tailor was, and where he liked to dine. There was no shortage of photos online, but the one that grabbed his attention wasn’t one of the many with starlets or debutantes on his arm. It was the one taken with his arm around his mother as they were arriving together for some red carpet fundraiser. Brash had an almost irresistible compulsion to reach up and touch her face on the screen in front of him.

The knock on the door signaled that room service had arrived. It cost a fortune, but looked and tasted like shit. So he closed the computer and went out for a walk to clear his head and find something edible.

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About the Author:

USA Today Bestselling Author, Victoria Danann, is making her debut into Contemporary Romance with releases in May and June 2015, after taking the world of PNR by storm.

Her Knights of Black Swan series won Best Paranormal Romance Two years in a Row (2013, 2014). ~Reviewers Choice Awards, The Paranormal Romance Guild.

Victoria’s paranormal romances come with uniquely fresh perspectives on “imaginary” creatures, characters, and themes. She adds a dash of scifi, a flourish of fantasy, enough humor to make you laugh out loud, and enough steam to make you squirm in your chair. Her heroines are independent femmes with flaws and minds of their own whether they are aliens, witches, demonologists, psychics, past life therapists, or financial analysts from Dallas. Her heroes are hot and hunky, but they also have brains, character, and good manners – usually – whether they be elves, demons, berserkers, werewolves, or vampires.

The first book of the Knights of Black Swan Paranormal Romance Series, My Familiar Stranger, was nominated for Best Paranormal Romance of 2012 by both Reviewers’ Choice and Readers’ Choice Awards. All of her books have opened on the Amazon Best Sellers list and earned Night Owl Reviews Top Pick awards.

Many have appeared on Listopia Book of the Month as #1 across all genres.

For books published in 2013, Black Swan won three awards.

  1. Best Paranormal Romance Series
  2. Best Paranormal Romance Novel – A SUMMONER’S TALE
  1. Best Vampire~Shifter Novel – MOONLIGHT.

In 2014, Solomon’s Sieve won Best Vampire Novel.

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May 14

New Release Feature! Black Balled by Eva LeNoir and Andrea Smith

Title: Black Balled
Author: Andrea Smith and Eva LeNoir
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: May 11, 2015
Two dominant males, two worthy adversaries, in a business that takes no prisoners, will soon learn that fate refuses to be ignored . . .
My name is Troy Babilonia, but I’m best known as Babu, a renowned literary critic with my own online column. I’m followed by thousands! I’m a living god in the literary world. I have no filter, and for that, my flock of humble followers are forever grateful. If it weren’t for me, they wouldn’t know what to read. I have zero tolerance for the weak-minded attention seekers, nor do I have respect for the self-proclaimed geniuses of the Indie world. My advice to all Indie authors is to never break the cardinal rule in this cut-throat business. Ever.
My name is L. Blackburn and I’m an Indie author. My extraordinary genius was loved and worshiped throughout the literary world, until one egocentric critic tried to obliterate my career. It seems I broke some fucking “cardinal rule,” and now I’m paying the price for it. But I don’t plan on going down without a fight.
After all, when a predator goes after your cub, it’s time to go for the throat–and maybe more…much more.
Behind me I hear Larson, “Troy…hey, it’s…”
“Don’t!” I yell, my eyes narrowing as I stalk my prey, my
eyes flickering over Floyd’s hot pink shirt. I feel insulted and, for a moment,
I debate whether it’s the dandy that should be on the receiving end of my fist
or Larson. I quickly decide to strike the nearest prey first. My fist shoots
out and cuffs him good with an uppercut to the chin, sending him sprawling
backwards, where he unceremoniously lands on one of Larson’s black glass end
tables, knocking the lamp to the floor. The sound of glass shattering echoes
throughout the room, and I’m not done yet. I move towards him and, realizing
he’s still in a daze, I take the opportunity to snatch him up with both hands
fisting the collar of his shirt, and shove him against Larson.
“Is he what you want, Larson, huh? You want to fuck the
flamer here? Because I can clear out right now so that you and Pink Floyd can take up where you left
off before I so rudely interrupted your cozy soiree.”
Larson chuckles and I’m not fucking amused.
At all.
As I focus my gaze on Larson, I don’t catch the quick
movement of Floyd as he lunges at me with a growl. “My name is Lloyd,” he hisses, “And I believe I made
my position quite clear the last time we spoke. You’re not good enough for my Larson.”
And that’s when I deck him again. Hard. My fist meets his
perfectly straight nose, and the sound of crunching cartilage resounds just
before his shriek of pain.
“Sir!” he calls out, stumbling backwards, immediately tilting
his head upward and placing a palm over his bloodied nose so as not to allow
anything to stain his expensive pink shirt. “Sir,” he repeats, “Are you going
to permit this?”
Oh. Sir it is,
huh? What kind of fucking weirdness was Blackburn into with this dudette? I
turn to acknowledge Larson, who is standing there, muscular arms crossed and
his sexy drawstring pajama bottoms hanging low on his narrow hips. He’s shaking
his head, and I don’t miss the sexy grin.
My. Dick. Is. Hard.
His package is evident and his cock has made a bit of a tent
beneath those sweats. Not sure if that’s for me or if the sight of Pink Floyd’s
blood is getting him hard.
“Well, sir,” I
say, trying to mimic Lloyd’s voice and dripping sarcasm along the way. “Speak
up. Who’s it gonna be, huh? Me or your Fifty Shades of Whack over there?”
I watch, a bit confused, as Larson casually strolls over to
the kitchen counter and takes hold of his beer before making himself
comfortable on the bar stool. The room is silent but for the wheezing coming
from the damsel in distress over there. I’m guessing he’s uncomfortably numb in
the entire nose region.
“Let’s see,” my soon-to-be-ex-lover begins as he adjusts the
rapidly growing erection he is sporting, “Could you start over because the view
is much better from here?” Then he takes a sip of his beer and waves his hand
as though giving us permission to continue.
After that, I decide I’ve had enough of this crap and slam
the lid down, effectively cutting off the world and relishing the feeling of my
much-needed solitude.
Believe it or not, I’m the victim here. I have done absolutely
nothing wrong.
I’m tired.
I’m also horny.
As if my life isn’t already a bad sitcom, I hear the very
distinct sound of my mother’s ringtone. She insisted I use Madonna’s “Like a
Virgin” song specifically for her, saying that any artist who openly sang about
the Lord’s mother should be respected.
“Hey Ma, how are you?” One of two things could happen here.
Either she is bored and wants to tell me about her nurse, Rose, and all the
trouble her children cause around the neighborhood or…
“Larson Maverick Blackburn, what the heck did you do?”
Or…she is keeping up with my shitty life.
“I miss you too, Ma. How’s Rose doing?” Yes, I’m trying to
distract her. No, it’s not working.
“Don’t you try and change the subject, young man. Tell me,
did your father and I teach you how to steal?”
Oh sweet Jesus.
“Ma, seriously…”
“Answer the question, Larson. Did we?”
“No, Ma. You most certainly did not.” I feel like I’m ten
and just got caught stealing warm cookies from the cooling rack before Kennedy
got a chance to do it.
“That’s right, son. If your father were here—God rest his
soul—he would kick your behind so raw it would look like one of those monkeys.
I don’t know what they’re called…something about…”
See? I get that whole digression thing from her.
“A baboon, Ma.”
“That’s it. A baboon. If I could, Larson, I would do it for
him. Did you go to confession?”
“Ma, we’re not Catholic.”
“Nonsense. Your father was half Irish so you can still go to
church and get your conscience all cleared up.”
Oh yeah. I’m sure that
would go over well.  A bisexual atheist
seeking forgiveness for a crime he did not commit. See?
Bad. Sitcom.
“Mother, I swear to you, I did not plagiarize. Come on, you
know me better than that, right?” I mean, she did give birth to me after all.
Shit, if my own mother doesn’t believe me, I’m fucked.
“Well, I don’t know…I never thought you’d be capable of
cutting off the hair from your sister’s Barbie and yet…you did.”
Holy shit! I was like
eight years old.
“Uhm…Ma? I have to go…the uhm…buzzer from the…uhm…thing
is…Oh, a tunnel…can’t hear you…bzzzzzz…sshhhh…love you…”
And like the coward I am, I hang up on my own mother.
New time low? Check.
Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a couple getting a bit
frisky at one end of the bar. The woman, Marie Antoinette from what I can
decipher from my position, has her hands travelling all over what must be
Cyrano de Bergerac if the size of his nose is any indication. I chuckle to
myself, wondering if the size of his nose is any indication to the length of
his cock. I have pondered that question on many occasions and no, one does not
equate the other, unfortunately.
I perch myself on a stool at the other end of the bar from
the groping couple. I can’t hear their conversation, but my overly active
imagination is already creating their dialogue from their body language alone.
Marie A. is willing and ready to spread her legs, but Cyrano
is more annoyed than turned on. His eyes are darting from one person to the
other, his minutely trembling fingers circling his glass in an attempt to calm
his nerves, maybe? In my mind, their conversation goes something like this:
“Take me back to the
room, Cyrano.”
“Get a grip, woman,
you’re making a spectacle of yourself.”
“Fuck me, Cyrano.”
“Is this seat taken?”
Well, well, that is definitely not a voice borne from my
inner musings. “It is now, ma belle.” My French will be coming in handy
tonight. “Who do I have the honor of meeting?” The shit is just spewing from my
lips. This classically beautiful woman is not dressed in elegant clothing, but
rather is wearing trousers and a man’s coat.
“Je m’appelle George Sand, enchantee, Monseigneur le
Marquis.”
George Sand, of course. How the fuck did I miss that?
“Enchante, Mademoiselle Sand.”
Tonight, I’m taking her to my bed because any woman who
dresses up as George Sand is worth my attention.
Licking my lips at the prospect of fucking this woman, I
take her hand into my own and kiss the back all the while keeping my eyes
solely trained on hers. We spend more than an hour talking, drinking and
flirting shamelessly. George plays coy one minute and sexually cunning the
next. I’m not sure if I want to spank her or fuck her at this point. Maybe
both.
“Shall we take this party to my room, George?” I like
calling her by a man’s name. It suits my bisexual tendencies.
“I thought you’d never ask,” she answers with her light pink
lips pursing into a slight smirk.
Dr. Benedict removes his glasses, pulling a linen
handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wipes the lenses clean before putting
them back on. “It’s interesting that these last few sessions we’ve had together
seem to generate a bit of hostility you seem to have bottled up. Is there
anything new with the author you claim is cyber stalking you?”
“No, Doc, nothing new. He continues to send an occasional
suggestive email to my anonymous account like I’m interested in switching
sides,” I snap. “I’m not sure if I’m more offended by his vulgar and graphic suggestions, or the fact that
he’s obviously labeled me as ‘queer-bait’ in his depraved mind.”
“So, how have you responded to this…person?”
“Various ways, Doc.”
“Can you elaborate just a bit?”
I sigh and run a hand through my hair. “The last one he sent
was extremely vile. He suggested I wanted to deep throat his cock, and there
was some mention of my ‘tight little virgin ass’ and what he might want to do
to it. He went too far.”
“Did you respond?”
“Well, hell yeah. I mean what the fuck?”
“How did you respond?”
And now I have to own up to my own over-the-top response to
L. Blackburn’s lewd and lascivious suggestions. Shit. “I sent him a digital
picture of my virgin bung hole,” I snap. “He’s probably jacking off to it as we
speak.”
A slight smile crosses Dr. B’s lips as he shakes his head at
my reply. “Babu, I need to ask you something here, and please don’t respond
with your usual knee-jerk reaction when I do.”
I nod.
“Have you considered the possibility that you’re
homophobic?”
“Homophobic? As in I don’t like queers?”
“No. In that you have a phobia…an innate fear of
homosexuality.”
“At three hundred bucks an hour, can we cut to the chase
here, Doc?”
“What I’m saying is that homophobia is classically an
internal response to one’s questioning of his or her own sexuality. The fear of
admission for whatever reason.”
I stand up, grabbing my jacket from the back of the chair.
“You’re fucking fired.”

Andrea Smith is a USA Today Best-Selling Author.
An Ohio native, currently residing in southern Ohio. The Past Tense Future Perfect trilogy is Ms. Smith’s first self-published work. Having previously been employed as an executive for a global corporation, Ms. Smith decided to leave the corporate world and pursue her life-long dream of writing fiction.
Ms. Smith’s second series, The ‘G-Man Series’ consists of four novels and a novella. Her ‘Limbo Series’ is her first venture into a blend of romantic/suspense, mystery with steamy scenes and a paranormal edge.
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Ms. Smith also publishes New Adult fiction under the pen name of Graysen Blue.
Eva LeNoir grew up travelling with her parents to various countries in the world. Reading was her constant companion during her travels and her ability to adapt to different cultures fed her mind with endless possibilities. The characters swimming in her head are always from various horizons with a multitude of dreams and aspirations. However, all of these voices always have one thing in common: The women are strong and independent. A true believer in the female cause, Eva’s wish is to portray the women in her books as the leaders. She sees them walking hand in hand with their partners and not be the sheepish followers of the male gender. But most of all, Eva LeNoir wants to offer her readers a moment of pleasure as they dive into the world of her mind’s creation. Email: eva.lenoir.author@gmail.com
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May 11

Bidding on Brooks (The Winslow Brothers #1) by Katy Regnery

Since the death of his father Brooks Winslow has been Dad and big brother to his younger siblings. In attempt to set him up his sister volunteers him to participate in a bachelor auction for charity, but Brooks has his reasons for not seeking love. To get around his sister’s meddling he talks his friend Skye into bidding on him. Little does Brooks know he is about to see Skye in a different light.

Brooks is handsome, wealthy, and he cares for his siblings. However, when it comes to relationships he makes sure there are no entanglements or misunderstandings. His reason for staying alone is heartbreaking, and it drew me to his character. I loved Skye! She isn’t the type of woman most people would expect her to be. Skye has demons of her own, and because of something beyond her control I think she sells herself short. Although they live in different worlds Brooks and Skye are made for each other.

Bidding on Brooks is a contemporary romance by Katy Regnery. Her novels are beautiful love stories that are heartwarming and entertaining. Her leading men will melt your heart and leave you wanting more. If you are in the mood for something sweet and passionate you should give Regnery’s books a try. I am looking forward to meeting the rest of the Winslow brothers.

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Bidding on Brooks is the first of four books about the Philadelphia-based, wildly-handsome Winslow brothers who are all on the look-out for love.

(Except Preston. He’s been down that road before and still has the scars to prove it. And maybe Cameron, because he’s super hot, but too hot-headed to be decent boyfriend material…)

Railroaded into a bachelor auction by his sister, Jessica, Brooks Winslow asks his friend, Skye Sorenson, to bid on him to avoid the possibility of any romantic entanglements. Fiercely competitive and protective of those he cares for, Brooks was profoundly affected by the loss of his father at an early age. A witness to his mother’s terrible loneliness and his siblings’ grief, the ex-Olympian has never allowed himself to fall in love.

Skye Sorenson, the plucky mechanic at Sorenson Marina, where Brooks moors his three sailboats, is a credible sailor in her own right…and has quietly lusted after Brooks for years. But her longstanding friendship with Brooks has always made romance seem impossible.

When Skye agrees to bid on Brooks, the two cast off for a weeklong ocean adventure on Brooks’ sailboat, The Zephyr, where the last thing Skye expects to lose is her heart.

Return to the world created in the English Brothers books with this fresh foursome of scorching hot Winslow Brothers!

May 05

Black Balled by Eva LeNoir and Andrea Smith

51vdp5YapBL._SL110_I was given a copy of Black Balled by the authors in exchange for an honest review. Now, let me preface this review by saying that I have read all the negative comments about the book as well as the positive comments, but I didn’t read any of the drama before I read the book. The authors, Andrea Smith and Eva LeNoir, in fact gave me the option of NOT reviewing it so that I wouldn’t have to worry about any negative feedback on my review sites. Of course I agreed to review the book as I don’t review books for the “likes” my page will get or the attention I’ll get from big named authors, but to share my opinion with my fellow readers and to give honest feedback to authors on their work. So, I have read the book and will now give my honest opinion….

Black Balled was one of the most fun books I’ve read in a long time. I was excited to read it simply because I love a good M/M story, but within 10 pages I was laughing out loud and couldn’t put the book down. The two MCs Troy (aka Babu) and Larson (aka L. Blackburn) were easy to hate right off the bat. Babu is a cocky reviewer with a serious god complex who has no issue slamming authors while getting paid to write reviews. He has a huge following and admittedly enjoys his followers kissing his butt and telling him how wonderful he is.   L Blackburn is an author who thinks his book is the next best seller and just can’t believe the audacity of a reviewer or fan blasting his hard work. The two have a battle of wits throughout the book but as a reader we eventually see the real people behind the tough facades. As the two come to terms with the fact they are more alike than they would prefer, they start a sexy as hell battle of the sexes. Well except for the fact they are both men, then it’s really just a battle of the sex. Throw in a jealous and vindictive ex-wife who is an employee of one of the big publishers and you have a recipe for disaster, or a hilarious chance to hand down some revenge.

Black Balled is simply one of those books that can not be taken too seriously. If you go into it thinking it’s a serious romantic M/M story you’ll be disappointed and probably even a bit angry. However, if you go into the book with a carefree attitude then you’ll enjoy it. Like I said in the beginning, I have since read all the comments and negativity surrounding this book and I have to disagree with many people. As a reviewer, I didn’t find this offensive in the least. The authors did a great job of poking fun at reviewers and authors. If you read this and didn’t laugh or at least nod your head thinking “yeah I’ve wanted to say that to an author/reviewer”, then you aren’t being very honest. There have been plenty of times, as a reviewer, I’ve run into some authors who truly believe their book is the next #1 on the NYT list and I’ve said things in my head that I’d never put on my websites. I also know that there are authors out there that would love to tell a reviewer exactly where they could stick their rotten review, but they would never actually say it. You know what, that’s what makes us all human.

I have Black Balled 4 stars. The only reason I didn’t give 5 stars was because of the lack of real depth to the story. While hot and fun to read, there was no big emotional draw to the characters.

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Apr 04

Fierce Protector by Janine Kane

Fierce ProtectorFierce Protector: Hard to Handle trilogy, Book 1

Zach Norcross is an ex-Navy Seal who left service after being wounded. He returned to his home in Texas to make a life as a civilian. He meets a newcomer to their sleepy little town named Eva. He is immediately intrigued by her, and when she finds herself in trouble he is determined to protect her.

I liked Zach; after all what is not to like about a sexy hero? He is an honorable man, down to earth, and he is intelligent. In other words, he is the total package. Eva Montgomery has not had an easy life. What I admired about her is that she takes charge of her life to make it better.

 

I had mixed feelings about Fierce Protector. I liked the story’s setting in a quiet Texas town. Kane did a very good job of establishing very personal relationships between the characters. Their interactions felt very realistic. Even though there was a good plot, and interesting storyline the pace of the book seemed to drag a little. Although my feelings were mixed on this particular book I am not writing of the series, because I do see great potential. With that being said I will gladly read more from Kane.

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(amazon.com)

Publication Date: May 28, 2014

Ex-Navy SEAL, Zachary Norcross, is a wounded man. Not only is he recovering from injuries suffered in an explosion on a frigid mountain in Afghanistan that killed his comrade, he’s also struggling to get over the shock of his wife leaving him for another man. Following his discharge, Zack settles back in his rural Texas hometown where he begins to put the shattered pieces of his life back together.

Evaline Montgomery is a woman on the run from a dark past. She pulled up stakes in the dead of night, leaving Chicago and a world of danger and suspicion behind her for good. Eva doesn’t stop until she reaches Texas, where she stays with childhood friends in the hopes of making a fresh start once and for all.

Things are off to a good start after Eva accepts a job making pastries at the local cafe. Zack is settling in, too, painstakingly restoring his family’s estate to its former glory when he’s not training and competing in the local MMA circuit. When Zack and Eva are introduced by mutual friends, they form an immediate connection and the sparks kindle a heat they can’t deny.

Apr 04

Rock Hard (Rock Kiss #2) by Nalini Signh

Rock Hard (Rock Kiss Book 2)Rock Hard
Gabriel Bishop was a great success on the rugby field until an injury forced him out of the sport. He now proves to be successful in business. He loves the challenge of taking a floundering company and making it prosper. His latest acquisition needs a lot of work, but he discovers a valuable employee in Charlotte Baird and promotes her to his PA. He is attracted to the shy and fragile woman, but she just appears to want to run from him. When he learns of her horrific past he wants her more than ever, but the tough alpha male will have to change his game plan if he wants to win the prize.

Gabriel is the total package, brawn and brains. In his business he has to be a hard ass. He can also be a bit possessive, gruff, and overbearing (which earns him the moniker T-Rex from Charlotte), but he also shows a loving, patient, and compassionate side. Charlotte tries to make herself invisible, and sticks to what is safe. The only person who really sees who she is is her best friend Molly. An abusive relationship left her fractured, but as she gets to know Gabriel he begins to bring her out of her shell and closer to the woman she wants to be.

Singh hit it out of the park with Rock Hard. She brings her readers drama, romance, and a bit of humor as well. The characters are well developed, and it hard to put the book down when you emerge yourself into the lives of Gabriel and Charlotte. Rock Hard is the second book of Rock Kiss series, and in my opinion the best of the two. It was hard to let go of the characters when the last page was read. I am excited to see what Singh brings us in the next book, and I hope we haven’t seen the last of Gabriel and Charlotte!

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(amazon.com)
Publication Date: March 10, 2015

In New York Times Bestselling author Nalini Singh’s newest contemporary romance, passion ignites between a gorgeous, sinfully sexy man who built himself up from nothing and a shy woman who has a terrible secret in her past…

Wealthy businessman Gabriel Bishop rules the boardroom with the same determination and ruthlessness that made him a rock star on the rugby field. He knows what he wants, and he’ll go after it no-holds-barred.

And what he wants is Charlotte Baird.

Charlotte knows she’s a mouse. Emotionally scarred and painfully shy, she just wants to do her job and remain as invisible as possible. But the new CEO–a brilliant, broad-shouldered T-Rex of a man who growls and storms through the office, leaving carnage in his wake–clearly has other plans. Plans that may be equal parts business and bedroom.

If Charlotte intends to survive this battle of wits and hearts, the mouse will have to learn to wrangle the T-Rex. Game on.

Apr 04

The Lily Trilogy by Vivian Winslow

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The Lily Trilogy (The Gilded Flower Series Books 1 – 3)

Gilded Lily

Lily Baron is crushed when she walks in on her fiancé Jack having sex with her sister the night before their wedding. Heartbroken, and needing to get away from the elite social circles she belongs to she decides to go on her Rio honeymoon alone to pull herself together.

When I started reading about Lily I initially didn’t connect with her character at all. She struck me as a socialite who was just worried about what everyone thought, and was devoid of any real personality. I am happy to say my opinion of her changed as she spent time in Rio. She began to show some strength and independence which made her character much more attractive.

Winslow is writing a character that is on a path to self-discovery. In Gilded Lily it is a discovery of her sensual side. When she begins a short affair with a married man named Gustavo, she finds a side to herself she didn’t know existed.  It seems like Lily is on her way to making bigger discoveries. As a reader I am anxious to see her take charge of her life and challenge what is expected of her. This is a short read, and to me it is a setup for bigger things. I enjoyed the story so far, but I am more excited to see where Winslow takes it next.

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Calla Lily

Lily has taken over at the helm of the family business since her father’s stroke. The business is struggling a little, and there is the possibility of a takeover on the horizon. What takes her off guard is the man who wants to buy her out.

I was impressed with the way that Lily threw herself into the family business to help her father; it showed the strength of her character. On the romantic front she is in shambles. Gustavo has reentered her life and turned it upside down. I find myself rooting for Lily in hopes that she finds what she is looking for in life.

There were some twists and turns in this book thanks to Winslow. She was easily able to display the turmoil that Lily was going through. Lily steps up to run the business, but I think she is unsure if that is what she wants to do in life. Romantically her relationship with Gustavo is on equally shakable ground. There is no doubt they have feelings toward each other, but I have to question whether he is good for her. Once again readers are left at the edge of the cliff wondering what is in store for Lily.

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Tiger Lily

Lily has weathered the storm of a hostile company takeover, but she has come out of it a little battered. She takes time out with her sister and best friend to vacation, gather herself and figure out what comes next. Her relaxing time away changes when she comes face to face with the handsome man who turned her down a short time ago.

Lily is finally starting to take control of her life and getting rid of all the things that are hindering her. Every time we encounter Lily she isn’t changing who she is at the core, but she is moving forward and learning who she is and what she needs to be happy. I love the fact that this character is resilient.

I was so excited to see how things turned out for Lily, but there were times I was really afraid she would compromise who she was deep down inside. I must admit Winslow really kept me guessing until the end! I was surprised at how much I ended up connecting to Lily’s character throughout the series. There was drama, heat, and excitement in this series, but what really drew me was Lily’s transformation. In the end that is what kept me coming back for more. I loved how things turned out for Lily, and now I must say my attention has turned to Dahlia. Lily has found what she was looking for, but will her twin find happiness? I look forward to seeing more from Winslow very soon!

3.5 Stars

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(amazon.com)

Publication Date: August 23, 2014

THE COMPLETE LILY TRILOGY OF THE GILDED FLOWER SERIES — Contains all three books: Gilded Lily, Calla Lily, and Tiger Lily.

“THIS trilogy made my Summer! It was a perfect, erotic and exotic escape . . . Whether you’re stuck at home working this summer or out on vacation AT a beach, this is a perfect, steamy, page-turning read! 5 stars!” – Booknatics

“. . . perfect read if you are looking for something short, fun, hot, and steamy. I have enjoyed the Gilded Flower series and I am hooked.” – Book Happiness

“This series is a must read and is a great contender for the Brit Nanny Reads Best Reads 2014!” – Brit Nanny Reads

Gilded Lily (Book 1)- After catching her fiancé Jack in bed with her sister the day before her wedding, New York socialite Lily Baron escapes to Rio, her honeymoon destination—alone. There, Marcelo, the dark and sexy hotel masseur, releases a heated passion Lily had never experienced with Jack. When Lily meets handsome and powerful Brazillionaire Gustavo de Lima, she can hardly resist him. There’s just one problem. He’s married. In this uber-sensual city, will Lily’s reluctance to be with a married man, in light of her own fiancé’s betrayal, give way to her burning desire for Gustavo?

Calla Lily (Book 2) – Having experienced a profound personal and sexual awakening during her solo honeymoon to Brazil, New York socialite Lily Baron rushes back to New York upon hearing the news that her father has fallen ill. Now, Lily must take the helm of the Baron Media empire and fend off a high-stakes hostile takeover attempt. With the fate of the company hanging in the balance, will Lily be able to resist the advances of the luring, unwanted suitor in the boardroom as well as the bedroom? Things get steamy in this highly anticipated sequel to Gilded Lily.

Tiger Lily (Book 3) – Weary from battling a hostile takeover attempt of her family’s company, Lily seeks a distraction in Todd, an erstwhile bartender with a large trust fund and magical tongue. Meanwhile, a connection seems to be developing between Lily and Alejandro, a wealthy and gorgeous Cuban-American, whose brother, Rodrigo, is dating Lily’s twin sister, Dahlia. When Alejandro unexpectedly rebuffs Lily one night, she is deeply dismayed. But, after seeing Alejandro’s picture with a gorgeous Latina model in the gossip pages, Lily thinks it wasn’t just a misunderstanding. When the sisters and brothers reunite in Aspen for a ski weekend, will Lily’s heart remain frozen or will the fire between her and Alejandro rekindle and melt away the ice?

DON’T MISS THE DAHLIA TRILOGY OF THE GILDED FLOWER SERIES. ALL THREE BOOKS (BLUE DAHLIA, BLACK DAHLIA AND RED DAHLIA) NOW AVAILABLE.

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Mar 23

Blog Tour: Stolen Hearts by Andrea R. Cooper

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Andrea R. Cooper

Genre: Contemporary Romance Suspense

Publisher: SilverTree Publishing

Date of Publication: February 14, 2015

ASIN: B00TKW9Y4W

Number of pages: 265
Word Count: 65,000

Tagline: She stole a cop’s heart… will this thief pay for her crime?

Book Description:

Crystal was raised as a thief, bent on revenge. She uses her talents to target the corporation that destroyed her family and her innocence.

When a handsome undercover cop enters her life, Crystal worries she’ll be caught before her mission can be completed – or lose her heart to the one man she can’t trust.

Kade lost his partner in Texas and is looking for a fresh start in the NYPD. Catching the thief whose been targeting the Westridge Corp. will help his transfer become permanent.

Will Kade discover the truth, or will he blame Crystal for stealing his heart?

Available at Amazon

Excerpt:

Crystal shimmied down the drainpipe with her trophies tucked inside her backpack and computer files loaded onto her USB, hung around her neck disguised as a locket. This was too easy. Not like the Warren job where the COO kept changing the menu and supervised their catering to ensure they had followed the strict rules of kashrut.

She landed on the concrete with a thump, then removed her mask. Usually she worked at night when the catering gig didn’t provide the necessary cover, but she had a date this evening.

A blind date.

Her sister’s fiancée had called earlier that day to let them know his cousin from Texas would join them for dinner and would Crystal come along? As far as Crystal was concerned, it was the closest thing she’d come to as a real date in a long time. She’d take it.

Thankfully, her catering appointment with Westridge canceled yesterday. While she enjoyed cooking, it was only a cover for her and her sister’s illegal activities. What she excelled at was computers, but having a career in that field, now, would be too suspicious. Her IT skills far exceeded a Level One Help Desk worker. She despised working for Westridge, the man who had her mother killed and her dad thrown into jail, but catering was the easiest way into her target’s homes without suspicion. And she refused to pose as a cleaning lady and scrub their filth.

Years ago, Dad found what he thought was a series of accounting errors. For his honesty trying to help Westridge correct the problem, he was thrown in jail to rot. Westridge and his company framed her dad for embezzlement and sharing confidential information with preferred suppliers to obtain favors. Now she and her sister were halfway toward exonerating him and exposing Westridge and his corporate crimes. To see the look on Joshua Westridge’s face when he was convicted would make all her and her sister’s sacrifices worth it.

Thunder boomed as she weaved through alleys, stinking of rotting food and urine. She barely made it to her car before thunder rumbled.

Crystal checked the time on the dashboard, almost seven. No time to waste. Paul and his cousin, Kade, were picking up her and her sister at seven-thirty. Her car hummed to life as she stashed her backpack behind her seat. The stolen cash, including a recently purchased blood diamond necklace, lay inside. Hopefully the money and necklace would throw off Westridge’s Sales Manager to the fact that computer information had been the real prize. And hopefully, they wouldn’t discover the truth until it was too late. For now, another piece of the puzzle to exonerate their dad and lock Westridge away lay on her chest inside her locket.

She whipped into traffic and hit the wipers as fat drops of rain slapped against the windshield. Great. Ahead, a red light flickered as taxis and cars lined up behind it. She debated taking Ninth, but decided against it. Construction was still ongoing and traffic would be worse than this.

Maybe squeezing in a job before dinner wasn’t such a great idea.

About the Author:andrea

Andrea writes fantasy, paranormal, historical, and contemporary romance suspense.

Her favorite childhood memories involve creating vibrant characters for her and her friends, then acting out their adventures. She traded in Nancy Drew books for Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christie novels at the age of ten.

The love of her life showed her that true love never gives up and rekindles no matter how many times circumstances or others try to extinguish it. Today, she is happily married with two sons and a daughter.

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