5 Smooches!
Jan 12
Angel’s Halo by Terri Anne Browning Review
Being part of the MC that was Angel’s Halo was exactly like being part of a family.
Raven
Bash
Jan 12
Things Liars Fake by Sara Ney Cover Reveal
Title: Things Liars Fake (#ThreeLittleLies #3)
Author: Sara Ney
Release Date: Feb 1, 2016
What if…
Someone you barely knew asked you for a favor.
What if…
They needed you to be something you weren’t, in exchange for nothing. Unless you count a mouth full of lies and a half-broken heart. Faker. Pretender. Liar. There are worse things to be called.
So would you do it? Would you?
Daphne Winthrop did.
And you’re about to find out what happens in the end.
I pay, trying to scurry undetected to the condiments, juggling my cardboard snack tray awkwardly as I pluck a few napkins from the metallic holder. One, two… five napkins.
That should be enough, right?
For good measure, I pluck out two more from the holder because sometime my butter hands get out of control. I hate having buttery fingerprints.
Still clutching my ticket stub, I attempt to lift it to see which theater my movie is playing in, but fail miserably and have to set everyth—
“Daphne?”
I freeze.
Look up.
Pivot.
Standing behind me in his navy blue pea coat, Dexter Ryan smiles crookedly down at me.
He smoothes his hands down the front of his dark pressed jeans—or is he wiping sweat off his palms?—and pushes his tortoiseshell eyeglasses up the bridge of his nose.
I take it all in—every inch of him—from the preppy jacket, the glasses, the slight cleft in his chin, up to the black cable knit winter hat when he suddenly removes it. Instead of his hair being flatted by the hat, it’s unruly and a bit tousled. A rich brown, his locks are wavy, shaggy and desperately need a trim.
He finger combs it out of his face.
“It is Daphne, right?” He asks, unsure of himself.
It’s hard to hold back my groan of dismay at being spotted, but I muster up a cheerful, “Yeah. Hi. Dexter?”
He smiles then, his eyes shining behind his dark, tortoiseshell lenses. I mean—I think his eyes are shining. Maybe it’s just the reflection of his glasses?
Those dark eyes dart down to my snacks, the ticket stub grasped between two fingers on my right hand. His brows go up. “Do you need help with anything? Sorry, I’m an idiot; it’s obvious you’re waiting for someone.”
A nervous giggle escapes my lips, only I can’t smack a hand over my mouth to stop it. “Gosh thank you. I don’t need help,” I hurriedly say. “I just have to see which theater I’m in, but I’m having a hard time with…”
All my food.
“It’s just you?” His head cranes around, confused. “I’m sorry, that was rude. Of course it’s not just you. Why would it be?” His deep voice gives a forced, nervous chuckle.
Wow, this is about to get awkward. “Nope, it is just me,” I barely manage to get the words out. “I’m here alone.”
Dexter’s eyes go wide, sending his brows straight into his hairline. His mouth even falls open a little but no sound comes out.
“Great,” I joke, more for my benefit than his. “I’ve rendered you speechless.”
I follow the line of his jacket, down to the hand tightly gripping his winter hat.
“No! Shit, sorry. I didn’t mean… I don’t know what I mean.” Deep breath. “I’m here alone, too.”
Suddenly, his mouth twitches into a goofy grin, and my green eyes fly make a beeline to his lips as they form the words, “Which movie are you here to see?”
Those lips.
Huh?
Instead of formulating a response, I find myself trying not to stare at a perfectly sculpted upper lip and a full mouth surrounded by a days’ worth of five o’clock shadow. Strong jawline. Straight, white teeth. And is that line in his cheek a dimple?
Dexter clears his throat, and I watch transfixed as the chords in his neck flex when he reprises, “Which movie are you here to see?”
Huh?
“Huh?”
Jesus, I have some serious issues. And if Dexter think I’ve gone space cadet on him, he doesn’t let on; his brown eyes are kind. Friendly. Sincere without a trace of egotism. “What movie?”
Oh god. Could this be any more humiliating? The guys asked me the same question three times.
“Uh… StarGate?”
Don’t judge me! Don’t judge me, Dexter! I want to shout. I want to hide behind my massive bucket of popcorn. Yes, it’s true! I am at a nine o’clock screening of StarGate, the twenty-year-old movie turned nerd cult classic of all time.
By myself.
As in: alone.
On a Saturday night.
A pleased grin quirks, his thick brows shoot up for a second time in surprise before he clears his throat. “Me too.”
Dexter briefly glances down at his ticket stub, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose with a forefinger. God, it’s such a sweet gesture I actually cock my head and stare.
Truth be told, I could probably stare at him all night.
It’s been all of three minutes and I find him charming, adorable, and unassumingly handsome. The kind of handsome that sneaks up on you.
He clears his throat again. “It’s, uh, in theater twelve. Let me just…” He reaches around me then to grab a few napkins for himself, though he’s only carrying a medium soda.
No popcorn. No candy. No snacks.
Wait. No snacks?
Who doesn’t get snacks at the movies? Who?
Self-conscious of my gluttony, I back away, wielding my embarrassing armload of junk food, face flaming hot. “I guess I should go find myself a seat. Yeah. I should go do that. The previews have probably already started and those are my favorite part…”
Stop talking Daphne!
Dexter nods and grapples for a few more napkins.
Oh brother; between the two of us, we have enough napkins to last us through Armageddon.
Things Liars Say (#ThreeLittleLies 1)
Lies, lies, lies; everybody tells them….
Greyson Keller didn’t intend to lie; it just came out that way. So when the object of that lie shows up on her doorstep, she is confused, shocked, and embarrassed.
Calvin Thompson is an Ivy Leaguer, attending University over an hour away, playing rugby and basically not giving a crap. So imagine his surprise when some guy named Greyson begins rumors online that they’re dating — the only logical solution is to drive an hour and confront him…
Be there when Greyson and Cal finally meet face-to-face because.
Sparks. Will. Fly.
Yes, sparks fly. That’s why this book is intended for those 17+
Foul language, and sexual content.
Things Liars Hide (#ThreeLittleLies 2)
Authors Note: This novella, along with all others in this series, is a standalone with no cliffhanger. You’re welcome.
Secrets, secrets, everybody has them…
Tabitha Thompson is many things, but a liar isn’t one of them. Unless you count the sexy secret she’s spent a year hiding from everyone: her friends, her family. The secret she never counted on anyone discovering…
One chance encounter.
One clumsy mistake.
One sexy discovery.
Now, only Collin Keller stands in the way of her secret–and everyone else. And he just may be the one who ruins it all…
Tabitha Thompson, you secretive little sneak…
This novella is intended for those 17+ and older: Contains foul language, cursing, and sexual content. PLEASE NOTE: This book is told through alternating POV and social media content in the form of Texts, Emails and Book within a Book….
Word Count: Approx 32,000
Retail marketing and advertiser by trade, I am a university club advisor with a passion for creating awkward fictional characters that readers can relate to. That are real. I enjoy writing fast-paced, humorous manuscripts with empowered female characters.
I love: reading, travelling, meeting new people…. latte’s, rainy days, and sweater weather.
Jan 12
Tap by Georgia Cates Blog Tour with Excerpt and Giveaway
Release Day: JANUARY 11, 2016
SYNOPSIS:
A faceless name. That’s all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. But then the unplanned happened.
We met. And all I wanted from her was a dirty weekend . . . until that wasn’t enough and I longed for so much more.
Lawrence Thorn suddenly means the world to me. And that’s a problem. She’s my business partner’s sister. Forbidden fruit. Pursuing her can mean trouble for me at Lovibond Brewery. But I don’t care.
I yearn for her skin against mine.
I crave her smell on my body.
I want to make her laugh and then hear her moan my name.
And she does for a brief moment in time.
But Lawrence wants more than I’m able to give. And it’s a damn shame because there’s no one on earth I want more than her.
An epic love.
A miserable ending.
Unless it’s not.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.
When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s listening to her iPod and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
Representation: All questions regarding subsidiary rights for any of my books, inquiries regarding foreign translation and film rights should be directed to Jane Dystel of Dystel & Goderich.
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EXCERPT:
Lawrence Thorn
My eyes follow Brou as he leaves the bench and walks away. Sheez. His ass looks great in those jeans. And it looks pretty great not in those jeans too.
I can’t believe I had my hand wrapped around his cock.
I can’t believe he came in my hand.
I can’t believe he stood in front of me naked from the waist down.
I can’t believe he touched me with his fingers between my legs and then sucked them. Fuck. That was hot.
No one has ever made me come so hard in all my life. Brou gives quality orgasms. I can’t wait to have another.
Jan 12
Tap by Georgia Cates Review
4 Smooches!
Synopsis
Craft beer and the sexy men who brew it.
A faceless name. That’s all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. But then the unplanned happened.
We met. And all I wanted from her was a dirty weekend . . . until that wasn’t enough and I longed for so much more.
Lawrence Thorn suddenly means the world to me. And that’s a problem. She’s my business partner’s sister. Forbidden fruit. Pursuing her can mean trouble for me at Lovibond Brewery. But I don’t care.
I yearn for her skin against mine.
I crave her smell on my body.
I want to make her laugh and then hear her moan my name.
And she does for a brief moment in time.
But Lawrence wants more than I’m able to give. And it’s a damn shame because there’s no one on earth I want more than her.
An epic love.
A miserable ending.
Unless it’s not.
Review
Tap just happens to be my very first Georgia Cates book. I have heard such wonderful things about the Beauty From Pain books that when I saw this one, I snatched it up. Finally, a chance to read Ms. Cates. I have to be honest, I was not blown away but I did enjoy the book.
‘I’m risking my friendship with Stout. My business relationship. Maybe even my livelihood. And I don’t care. She’s worth the gamble. I’m going all in.’
I do actually really love a book told from both point of views. I also really do adore my brother’s best friends types of books. Books with texting, yes please! Books that have smoking hot sex, check. I also was hooked from the simple synopsis. The whole beer theme sounded cool. So, this book had all of these really cool things that made for a really nice story. Plus, there was some painful angsty past stuff on Tap’s part that gave me the feels.
So, I gave this book 4 stars. It was good. I enjoyed it. Maybe I had built Georgia Cates up in my mind and that is why I am not giving this book 5 Stars but I still really enjoyed it so I don’t want to put anyone off. It is still a well written sexy good story.
“Crazy love is the best kind.”
~Amie
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Jan 12
Dirty Together by Meghan March Release Blitz
Dirty Together by Meghan March
Book Three of The Dirty Billionaire Trilogy
Date of Publication: January 12, 2016
Blurb
Dirty Pleasures
My wife.
I love saying those words.
She’s mine, and if she thinks I’m going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongs–with me–then she’s about to be introduced to a new reality.
Because I’ll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves.
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Meghan March is the author of contemporary and erotic romance novels.
Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.
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Dirty Billionaire: Available Now
I’ve got a big dick and an even bigger bank account. That’s pretty much where my bio ends.
Honestly, I don’t need to say anything else. I’ve just sold 99% of women on going home with me.
Do I sound like an asshole to you?
That’s because I am.
And guess what? It works for me just fine.
Or at least it did.
Until I met her.
Books talk about sparks flying. Fuck that shit. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm.
Only one problem.
She wouldn’t tell me her name or her number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest fucking night of my life.
Now I’ve had a taste of unicorn pussy–the sweetest, rarest of all pussy–and I need it again.
So what’s an asshole to do?
I took this problem to the street. A missed connection gone viral.
And when I find her? I’m keeping her.
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I did it. I married a billionaire.
My reasons are my own, but the last thing I expected was to feel owned.
I may have taken vows, but I’m still determined to be me.
Now his rules are taking over my world, but I’m not the kind of girl to just obey.
There’s only one problem: I might actually be falling for him…
I have no idea how this marriage is going to go, but holding onto a piece of myself while succumbing to his dirty pleasures is shaping up to be the ride of a lifetime.
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Jan 11
Ignite by Karen Erickson Cover Reveal
About IGNITE
Weston Gallagher is falling hard-for the wrong woman.
One night of passion has haunted him for years.
Now he’s got a second chance to get the girl of his dreams…but there’s just one problem:
She hates him.
Eight years after he stormed out of Wildwood, California, West has returned to his hometown as a firefighter. His friends and family are thrilled he’s back-with the exception of Harper Hill. His best friend’s sister is all grown up and in all the right ways. He knows she’s going to do everything she can to protect her heart and keep him at arm’s length, but West has other ideas.
He will win the girl that got away. No matter what it takes…
About KAREN ERICKSON
USA Today bestselling author KAREN ERICKSON writes what she loves to read – sexy contemporary romance. Published since 2006, she’s a native Californian who lives in the foothills below Yosemite with her husband and three children. She also writes as NYT and USA Today bestselling author Monica Murphy.
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Jan 11
Yes. You. by Tammy Falkner Review
4 Smooches
Synopsis
his short story was originally published in the anthology 12 Christmas Romances To Melt Your Heart
This is not a full length novel. It’s a short story that was requested by readers who wanted to know how Reagan’s parents met. It’s about 12,000 words.
You might remember them. They have two children named Reagan and Lincoln. Find out how their love story started in Yes, You.
One bad boy, one good girl.
The question – Who? Me?
Yes. You.
Review
I am a longtime lover of Tammy Falkner and the Reed Brothers series. I always enjoy her short stories that give up glimpses into the side characters we get to meet briefly and want to know more about. Yes. You is about Bob and Madison who are Reagan’s parents in Calmly, Carefully, Completely. From Reagan’s book we knew that Bob was an ex-con and Madison was the good girl who fell for him. Their connection was instant and their love lasting.
‘There’s one thing I do know. This is not a girl you fuck. This is a girl you take home to meet your mother. I wish I had one.’
Bob and Madison could not have come from more different backgrounds and yet it is clear from the moment they meet that they just belong together. While this story is incredibly short it tells a full tale and had me falling hard for bad boy Bob and too sweet Madison. Without going into it too much I will just say that when it comes to these two there is more than meets the eye. This story was sugary sweet and fun to read. Easily read as a standalone but if you are a fan of the Reed Brothers than you definitely don’t want to miss this one! Reagan and Peter’s book (Calmly, Carefully, Completely) is my favorite in the series and hearing more about Reagan’s parents only made me love it even more.
~miranda
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Jan 11
The Score by Elle Kennedy Release Blitz
The Score
Off Campus #3
by Elle Kennedy
He knows how to score, on and off the ice
Allie Hayes is in crisis mode. With graduation looming, she still doesn’t have the first clue about what she’s going to do after college. To make matters worse, she’s nursing a broken heart thanks to the end of her longtime relationship. Wild rebound sex is definitely not the solution to her problems, but gorgeous hockey star Dean Di-Laurentis is impossible to resist. Just once, though, because even if her future is uncertain, it sure as heck won’t include the king of one-night stands.
It’ll take more than flashy moves to win her over
Dean always gets what he wants. Girls, grades, girls, recognition, girls…he’s a ladies man, all right, and he’s yet to meet a woman who’s immune to his charms. Until Allie. For one night, the feisty blonde rocked his entire world—and now she wants to be friends? Nope. It’s not over until he says it’s over. Dean is in full-on pursuit, but when life-rocking changes strike, he starts to wonder if maybe it’s time to stop focusing on scoring…and shoot for love.
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A New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a B.A. in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer, and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager.
Elle currently writes for various publishers. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!
Jan 11
The Score by Elle Kennedy Review
5 Smooches
Synopsis
He knows how to score, on and off the ice
Allie Hayes is in crisis mode. With graduation looming, she still doesn’t have the first clue about what she’s going to do after college. To make matters worse, she’s nursing a broken heart thanks to the end of her longtime relationship. Wild rebound sex is definitely not the solution to her problems, but gorgeous hockey star Dean Di-Laurentis is impossible to resist. Just once, though, because even if her future is uncertain, it sure as heck won’t include the king of one-night stands.
It’ll take more than flashy moves to win her over
Dean always gets what he wants. Girls, grades, girls, recognition, girls…he’s a ladies man, all right, and he’s yet to meet a woman who’s immune to his charms. Until Allie. For one night, the feisty blonde rocked his entire world—and now she wants to be friends? Nope. It’s not over until he says it’s over. Dean is in full-on pursuit, but when life-rocking changes strike, he starts to wonder if maybe it’s time to stop focusing on scoring…and shoot for love.
Review
‘I hope to God that Dean quits texting me when I get back. If he doesn’t, there’s a good chance I might orgasm at the table.’
This series from the start has become one of my go to New Adult recommendations to anyone who ask and with each new book the trend continues. The Score is equal parts hilarious, hot and enough angst to keep my heart racing. I couldn’t put it down and desperately needed to see how it all ended.
‘Premise I: Dean Di Laurentis is a phenomenal lay. Premise II: He wants to have sex with me again. Premise III: The idea of having sex with him turns me on. Conclusion: I should have sex with Dean.’
These is something about Dean that just does it for me. To be fair he is a bit of a spoiled douche whose good looks, popularity and money have made life way too easy for him. But he is also loyal and fun and even when my brain would tall me not to like him, my heart could not help but fall.
Allie is fresh out of a long term relationship and with a broken heart she isn’t looking for more. But Dean is impossible to resist and when they share one passionate night everything changes. Dean the king of one night stands wants more but Allie isn’t prepared to give in. But can they be friends with secret benefits and things not get complicated?
“Your dick. It’s the gift that keeps on giving.” “Damn right it is. I told you I’ve got a great cock.”
So much I was not expecting happened in this book and I honestly loved it all. Allie is the kind of heroine that is easy to love and we all admire to be like. She is strong willed and determined to do what’s right even when it is the hard choice. Falling for Dean is easy but loving him is hard. When the world falls around him he he has a hard time figuring it all out and while supporting him she refuses to let him pull her down. I desperately loved her and their story. I laughed and cried and in the end I was ready to read it all again!
~miranda
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Jan 11
The Baller by Vi Keeland Excerpt Reveal
This is an exclusive sneak peek of
(A standalone novel)
Release date 1/18/2016
A Contemporary Romance novel
New York Times & USA Today Bestseller
Vi Keeland
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Excerpt from THE BALLER
“You ready?” Nick slung his bag over his shoulder and lifted his camera. The reporter in front of us wrapped up his interview and shook hands with Easton.
As I’ll ever be. “Sure.”
I stepped forward and extended my hand. “I’m Delilah Maddox with WMBC Sports News.”
A slow grin spread across Easton’s face. He surprised me by leaning in and kissing me on the cheek. “Pleasure to meet you.”
I wasn’t sure if he was baiting me into an argument—expecting me to lash out at him for kissing me when he’d just shaken the last male reporter’s hand—or if he was trying to use his blatant sexuality to throw me off. Either way, I wasn’t playing his game. I cleared my throat and stood straighter, even though my knees felt a little wobbly.
“Do you mind if I ask you some questions?”
“Why else would you be in here?”
I ignored his sarcasm. He was still smiling at me. Actually, it was more like a smirk, and it made me feel like a toy he was about to play with. “You ready, Nick?” My cameraman finished setting up the lighting, then lifted the camera into position and gave me a hand signal.
“Congratulations on the win today, Brody. How is your knee feeling after your first game back?” I lifted my microphone high, knowing Nick was filming in close.
“I feel . . . ” He nonchalantly reached to the towel wrapped around his waist and tugged at the corner. The towel fell to the ground. “Great. I feel great. And how about you? It’s your first trip into the locker room, isn’t it? Do you like what you see so far?” His lips curled up into a full-blown wicked smile.
Before I could catch myself, my eyes dropped to his naked lower half. Shit. He was dangling in the wind. I totally got distracted by just how low the thing dangled. It was probably a full minute before I responded to his question. A full minute of dead air time. Great. “Yes. Umm . . . the locker room is . . . ummm . . . nice.”
I sounded like a total ditz. On air.
The jackass continued interviewing me. “Is it as big as you thought it would be?”
“Ummm . . . it’s much bigger than I imagined.”
His smile grew even wider.
Ugh.
I needed to get back on track or my first locker room interview would become a laughingstock blooper. Viewers had no idea he was naked from the waist down. “Do you think you were at one hundred percent today?”
His eyebrows jumped. “If you’re referring to today’s game, definitely. I had one hundred percent out there on the field. There’re some other areas where I have a lot of growth potential, but my knee felt one hundred percent today.”
His pale green eyes darkened, and I watched his long lashes lower. I followed his line of sight, and suddenly I was staring at his naked package. Again. Damn it. My eyes darted back up, but I felt my cheeks heating. I had to end this, or I was going to be beet red on air.
“Well, welcome back. And congratulations on today’s win.”
I waited until Nick lowered his camera and turned off the light. Then I looked right at Brody Easton’s smug face. “You’re an asshole, you know that?”
His eyes sparkled. “I do.”
I heard the chuckles and high fives at my back as I stormed out of the locker room.
★★★★
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Blurb
The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.
It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.
The famed quarterback decided to bare all.
And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.
No. The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question. On camera.
The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.
When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.
But I don’t date players.
And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.
I’d date an athlete.
It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.
You know the type. Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.
Brody Easton was the ultimate player.
Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.
But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.
Turned out, I was that girl.
Simple right?
Let’s face it. It never is.
There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…
And this one is ours.
About the Author:
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn’t change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
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