In The Company Of Killers by J.A. Redmerski Cover Reveal

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NYT Bestselling Author J.A. Redmerski
Adult Suspense/Crime/Thriller/Romantic
March 5, 2014
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Gustavsson never considered the possibility of love, or that anyone could ever
understand or accept his dark and bloody lifestyle—until he met Seraphina, a
woman as vicious and blood-thirsty as Fredrik himself. They spent two short but
unforgettable years together, full of lust and killing and the darkest kind of
love that two people can share.
And then Seraphina was gone.
It’s been six years since Fredrik’s
lover and sadistic partner in crime turned his world upside-down. Seraphina
went into hiding and has eluded him ever since. Now, he’s getting closer to
finding her, and an innocent woman named Cassia is the key to drawing Seraphina
from the shadows. But Cassia—after sustaining injuries from a fire that
Seraphina ignited—suffers from amnesia and can’t give Fredrik the information
he desperately seeks. Having no other choice, Fredrik has been keeping Cassia
locked in his basement as he not only tries to get her to recall her
past—because she and Seraphina share it—but also to protect her from Seraphina,
who clearly wants her dead.
But Cassia is a light in the darkness
that Fredrik never believed existed. After a year subjected to her kindness and
compassion, he finds himself struggling with his love for Seraphina, and his
growing feelings for Cassia—because he knows that to love one, the other must
Will light win out over darkness, or
will something more powerful than either further destroy an already tortured
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Cassia pushes herself closer when I thought she
couldn’t get any closer and urges me
to look at her. Her right hand moves toward my face to console me, but I stop
it, holding it at the wrist and pushing it back down.
“The only one of us who should be talking about our
past, is you,” I tell her.
Her doe-like eyes fall under a shroud of
But she’s not going to give up so easily.
“You’ve asked so much of me, Fredrik,” she says with
such kindness, “but when I ask anything of you, you turn me away. I only want
to know this one thing. I don’t care
anymore about Seraphina, or the history you have with her. I don’t even care
what I have to do with it.” Her soft
hand ends up touching the side of my face anyway, and I’m not sure how she
slipped it past my barrier. “All I care about anymore is you, Fredrik.” She peers
deeply into my eyes and ensnares my gaze, her face full of heartbreak and
longing. “What are your demons trying so hard to kill?”
I push her hand away more forcibly this time.
“Do you remember anything?” I ask, disregarding her
question altogether.
“Stop,” she says with more intensity than I
expected. “You’re going to give me this. 
Before you leave me alone down here
another night, you’re going to tell
The desperation in her eyes bores into me. I look
away, only to look right back at her.
she says.
A lump moves down my throat and settles somewhere in
my chest. All ten of my fingers spear through the top of my dark, messy hair
and I let out a miserable sigh of defeat.
I never talk about my past to anyone. Ever. I try
not to think about it, but on some days that is as futile as trying not to
breathe. It wasn’t until I met Seraphina eight years ago that I learned to
control it, that I became a much different man from the one who hunted shit
stains like Dante Furlong, tortured and murdered them every other night, never
feeling the satisfaction that I longed to feel with every kill. I was like a
drug addict, always looking for a fix but never really satisfied enough to
stop. Never satisfied at all, because I only wanted to do it more and more.
Seraphina helped me control the perpetual urges. She
showed me how to release the darkness within me with quieter, cleaner methods
so that I didn’t leave a trail of bodies and evidence behind. But the biggest
impact that Seraphina had on my life was making me feel like I had one. Because before her, I was just
a speck of dust floating around in oblivion. I didn’t know the meaning of
happiness, or understand the thrill of pleasure or the hunger for excitement. I
was just a shell of a man who knew only darkness and death, who only felt the
emotions of anger, and hatred, and rage and vengeance.
But Seraphina, she was my dark angel, who came into
my life and showed me that there was so much more to living than I ever
understood. Ever since she left me in that field the night she set my house
ablaze, I’ve been slowly but surely succumbing to my old life again, and I need
to find her before I fall too far.
If I haven’t already.
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Born November 25, 1975, J.A. (Jessica Ann) Redmerski
is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal
bestselling author. She lives in North Little Rock, Arkansas with her three
children and a Maltese. She is a lover of television and books that push
boundaries and is a huge fan of AMC’s The Walking Dead.




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Curves for the Rock Star Box Set by Clare Cole Review


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This series reads like one big book.  It starts with the beginning of Rick and Amy’s budding romance and follows them through all the up and downs of a celebrity relationship.  It pretty much had it all, from kidnappings to blackmail.  The writing was REALLY very good and fast paced.  I thought at times that it was too fast paced, but these were little novella’s so I can only assume that was the authors intention.  I just felt like I wanted more of Rick and Amy’s story and maybe some more build up to their relationship.  It happened pretty damn quickly.  My only other gripe was that, maybe, BBW means Big Breasted Woman because it didnt seem like Amy was big…just big breasted.  LOL  The books were action packed and kept you guessing.  They were definietly a fun and light read.  I will be checking out more from this author.


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Covered In Coal by Silla Webb Cover Reveal

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Covered in Coal
Buried Secrets Book 1
Silla Webb
Contemporary Romance/Suspense
Date: March 18, 2014
Jo Simon believed that Colton Weston was her future, but he shattered her heart into tiny pieces. Just like any little girl would, she assumed her daddy would always be by her side. Unbelievably, he turned his back on her when she needed him most, leaving her with no one in her life to turn to for support. Without options, Carly runs away from the only home she’s ever known, leaving behind
her heartache and the betrayal of the two men she loved most.
years later, Carly reluctantly returns to Kentucky. Her daddy is dying of
cancer and Colton is nothing like the boy she once loved and left. After her
daddy passes, Carly must uproot her life in South Carolina and take control of
Simon Coal Company, where she has no choice but face the pain of her past.
Carly keep her secrets buried deep beneath the black Kentucky coal and her heart safe from the fiery Colton Weston?
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Silla Webb is a Kentucky native,
raised in the heart of the coal fields. A coal truck driver’s daughter, and a railroader’s wife, the coal fields own a special place in her heart.  
She is a work at home, Super Momma to three rowdy boys, who keep her on her feet from daylight to sunset. As a pass time from her everyday life, Silla began a blog, for reviewing romance novels. From there, she realized that not only did she have a natural love for reading and reviewing, but she found that lost love of writing that she once had as a young girl.
When she isn’t conquering the world as a wife, momma and Super Woman, Silla loves to lay on the front porch swing and read while sipping sweet tea, just passin’ the day away.






Unforeseen Heartbeat by Maureen Mayer Blog Tour Stop

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Unforseen Heartbeat
Title: Unforeseen Heartbeat (Second Chances #2)
Author: Maureen Mayer
Genre: New Adult Romance
Book Description:
Used… Broken… Confused…
It only took one drunken mistake four years ago for Maddie Harrington to learn that when you fully give yourself over to a man, you should never expect anything in return. Since that night, her views on love have become distorted, believing men would only want her for the pleasure her body could bring them. She in turn finds herself hooking up with random guys, but never keeps them around long enough to see if there could possibly be something more.
That is…until Hunter Bryant enters the picture.
When the handsome pre-med student shows up in the right place at the right time, captivating her with his stormy gaze, she immediately pushes him away, thinking he’s no different than any other guy. The deeper Hunter delves into her life, trying to break through her iron-clad walls, the more she begins to question whether she is truly capable of opening her heart up to another man.
Maddie soon finds herself forced to make a difficult decision, one that will forever change both of their lives. Will she shut Hunter out of her life for good or will she finally open up her heart and allow herself the life she never dreamed she deserved?
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“Oomph! Damn, girl…I think…you knocked the wind…out of me…that time.”
Hunter struggled to catch his breath, and I giggled because that was the fourth time in a row that I had brought him down. I straddled Hunter’s lap after I kicked out the back of his leg and used the momentum of his fall and my quick reflexes to subdue him. “Well, maybe if you weren’t such a wimp you wouldn’t be lying here after having your ass kicked by a girl.”
“Hey, my ass is just fine, thank you very much. I’ll be up and ready for another round, just give me a sec.”
I gave Hunter a sultry grin before lowering my body down until my breasts were pressed firmly against his chest. Leaning in even closer, I took his ear lobe between my teeth and playfully nibbled and sucked on the soft flesh. He drew in a deep breath, and I knew I was getting to him. “Hmm, I’m up for another round, but I have something else in mind.”
“Oh yeah, and what’s that?” he choked out.
My mouth brushed against his, and I traced my tongue over his lower lip. He let out a breathy moan, and his lips parted just enough to allow me entrance. Good boy. I loved the way his velvety tongue moved with mine, swirling and tangling together in some kind of sensual, exotic dance that was all our own. His full lips were greedy as they sucked my tongue in his mouth, gently biting me and sending a shockwave of pleasure straight down to my core. Unfortunately in that moment, I let my horny state get the best of me, and Hunter took advantage of my guard being let down. He tucked his arm under my leg and expertly flipped me onto my back, sliding between my legs and grinding his pelvis into mine so that I couldn’t escape. Little did he know, I had no intention of trying to escape. I never wanted him to let me go.
“You think you’re pretty slick, don’t ya?” He licked a moist trail up my neck while his hands had my legs pinned to my chest, giving him better access to rock his hips against me.
“Oh, I’m definitely slick all right.” I gasped as his tongue circled the sensitive spot just below my ear. “Maybe…maybe you should check and see if I’m right.”
Hunter pulled away from me and looked down between our bodies, taking in the position we had found ourselves in yet again. Things had quickly become heated between the two of us over the last few weeks, but just when things were getting good and I thought he might finally give in to his desires, he would quickly pull the plug on the idea. I couldn’t understand why he was being so difficult. I wanted him so badly that my body literally ached for him, and from the bulge pressing against his shorts, I was pretty sure he wanted me, too. Somewhere deep inside, though, he found the self-control to put a stop to our lustful wrestling match and pried his body away from me. I wanted to protest, but he always gave me a stern, knowing look. God, he was so frustrating!
Unforeseen Heartbeat Character Casting
     Maddie (Julianne Hough)   Hunter (Bryce Thompson)
maddie  hunter
       Liberty (Dulce Maria) Shayne (Mateus Verdelho)
liberty  shayne
Brett (Charlie Hunnam)  Robbie (Ian Sommerhalder)
Lance (Justin Hartley)

About the Author:
Maureen Mayer was born, raised and currently resides in Buffalo, NY with her loving and supportive family and boyfriend of 9+ years. She’s always had a love for the outdoors, and when the city isn’t buried under snow, she can be found hiking, fishing, camping or lying on the beach. She’s a sucker for off-color humor, but holds a sweet spot for sick and twisted horror films. When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up in bed with her kindle, diving into a steamy romance novel and falling in love with the latest book boyfriend.
Other books by Maureen Mayer: Relinquishing Liberty (Second Chances #1)
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Toxic by Rachel Van Dyken Review


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Everyone has a secret…

Gabe Hyde is on borrowed time. He’s been hiding his identity for over four years-hidden from the world that used to adore him–obsess over him–driven to the edge of insanity by one poor choice.
But that one choice, altered the course of his life forever.
Pretending isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, especially when pretending means hiding your real self from the people that care about you the most. But if anyone ever discovered the truth it wouldn’t just be his life at risk–but hers.

Saylor doesn’t hate men.
Just Gabe.
Only Gabe.
He’s a reckless, happy-go-lucky, silver spoon fed pain in her ass. Everything about him makes her more and more confused. Unfortunately they both donate time at the same Group Home. If she wasn’t afraid of flunking, she’d be long gone. She hates that she’s attracted to him almost as much as he hates that he’s attracted to her–and she can tell, especially since their first encounter ended up making her knees so weak she couldn’t form coherent sentences for weeks afterwards. But the closer she gets to him, the more confused she becomes. He isn’t who he says he is, and he’s hiding something big.

What happen when two worlds collide? Two worlds that never should have met in the first place? Some secrets are too big to be hidden forever–the only question? Will his destroy everyone he loves? Or finally bring about the redemption he’s been craving for the past four years?

Everyone has a secret…What’s yours?


I received an arc of this book from the author in exchange for an honest review.  I HONESTLY loved it.  I knew I was going to.  When I finished Ruin, I knew Gabe’s story was going to wreck me.  It did!  It was amazing and I do not know how, but Rachel managed to write a story that filled up my heart and broke it at the same time.  Beautiful and tragic is the only way I can think to describe it.

Gabe stole my heart in Ruin, but he managed to snatch it right out of my chest and run with it in Toxic.  His secrets are finally starting to catch up with him and right when everything in life is becoming too overwhelming for him to handle, enter Saylor.  Saylor becomes Gabe’s rock and confidant when things become too much for him.


And Gabe becomes Saylor’s inspiration in music and life.

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Their story is amazing, gorgeous, and sad.  I absolutely could not get enough of it.  I cried, I laughed; I cried some more and some more.  Grab a box of tissues and some wine and read this book.  Rachel’s words were like poetry.  Romantic, endearing, and tragic sums up this story for me.  I loved it!


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Toxic by Rachel Van Dyken Release Day Launch and Giveaway


TOXIC Synopsis:

Everyone has a secret…

Gabe Hyde is on borrowed time. He’s been hiding his identity for over four years-hidden from the world that used to adore him–obsess over him–driven to the edge of insanity by one poor choice.
But that one choice, altered the course of his life forever.
Pretending isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, especially when pretending means hiding your real self from the people that care about you the most. But if anyone ever discovered the truth it wouldn’t just be his life at risk–but hers.

Saylor doesn’t hate men.
Just Gabe.
Only Gabe.
He’s a reckless, happy-go-lucky, silver spoon fed pain in her ass. Everything about him makes her more and more confused. Unfortunately they both donate time at the same Group Home. If she wasn’t afraid of flunking, she’d be long gone. She hates that she’s attracted to him almost as much as he hates that he’s attracted to her–and she can tell, especially since their first encounter ended up making her knees so weak she couldn’t form coherent sentences for weeks afterwards. But the closer she gets to him, the more confused she becomes. He isn’t who he says he is, and he’s hiding something big.

What happen when two worlds collide? Two worlds that never should have met in the first place? Some secrets are too big to be hidden forever–the only question? Will his destroy everyone he loves? Or finally bring about the redemption he’s been craving for the past four years?

Everyone has a secret…What’s yours?

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With slight pressure, Gabe moved my hands to the piano, slowly, effortlessly placing them on each key.

He was playing through me, using my body as an instrument to convey the story of his life. Each time he pressed down on one of my fingertips or guided me to another area of the piano, I felt the sadness of the song clench deeper. The notes became floating tendrils of pain, each one of them slowly invading my body and taking hold until it hurt to breathe.

He moved faster and faster, my hands couldn’t keep up. I pulled back as he continued the song, in such a rush it was like he was yelling but doing it with music. Unable to convey it in any other way.

With a final burst of movement, he lifted his hands off the piano and smashed them against the keys, causing a chaos of notes to burst forth.

Gabe’s breathing was uneven, ragged as he leaned heavily against me, his chin resting on my head, and he whispered brokenly, “I can’t.”

“You were doing so good.”

“It’s like getting into a car with suicidal tendencies. You keep going faster and faster, needing the adrenaline to keep you alive until suddenly you turn the wheel and everything goes black. The notes, they go higher and higher, and right when I feel like I can change the outcome — I panic. Some things…” He sighed and pulled away. “Some things are better left in chaos.”

“Are you sure about that? Are you sure about perfection?” I folded my hands in my lap, but didn’t turn around.

“Sure.” He moved from behind me and sat on the bench. “If life was perfect, how in the hell would we ever learn to depend on someone other than ourselves? If anything, that’s what life’s taught me. The need to be perfect is stemmed in the very belief that it’s actually something we can achieve. Self-actualization — doesn’t exist.”

I licked my lips and looked down at the keys. “Does that mean we don’t try then?”

“No.” Gabe tickled a few of the ivory keys in front of him, the music note tattoos on his fingertips looking darker against the white of the piano. “It just means when you reach the end of your rope, you shouldn’t regret a damn thing, but applaud yourself for trying to do the impossible.”

I felt like he was using double meanings. The philosophical Gabe was a bit terrifying because he made me feel more insecure than the jackass Gabe. But the guy sitting next to me right now? I was beginning to understand, he wasn’t just one person. He was every person, everything, whatever he needed to be, he was.

Like a chameleon.

And suddenly the ending to the story made sense.

Ten different notes all clamoring at once.


Gabe was Chaos.

“So.” He sniffed and cleared his throat. “Now that I’ve totally ruined the moment by talking in my serious voice and scaring the shit out of you — why don’t we work on one of your performance pieces?”

“Okay.” I placed my hands on the piano again, careful to angle my wrists at the perfect degree and keep my eyes on the music ahead. Sometimes I wondered if my posture was better than my playing.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked in calm voice.

I turned and gave him a firm nod . “I’m getting ready.”

“To go to battle?”

“What?” I relaxed my hands a bit. “No.” I straightened. “This is the right posture, it’s—”

“If you say perfect, I’m going to kill myself.”

“Someone should have majored in drama.”

He burst out laughing. “Oh, honey, you have no idea.”

“So?” I lifted my wrists again and looked ahead.

“Fine.” He smirked. “Play just like that.”

“Okay.” I started one of my harder pieces, Piano Sonata 14. It felt exactly the same. The movement wasn’t as fast as some of the others, but the timing for it had to be perfect.

“Close your eyes,” Gabe instructed.


He swatted my wrists. “No arguing with your piano master.”


“Say ‘yes, master’.”

I smiled tightly, my eyes focusing on the music in front of me. I started slowly playing. “Not in this lifetime.”

“Bet I could make you say it.” His voice had an arrogant lift to it, which made me all the more irritated. Master? Um, no.

“Eyes.” He growled again.

With a resigned sigh, I closed my eyes. “Better?”

“Immensely,” he said smoothly.

Darkness enveloped my world. All I had were the notes at my fingertips. All I had was the music — that and Gabe.

He wasn’t saying anything.

Which killed me.

It also made me want to open my eyes, but I knew he’d probably just tell me to close them again, so I kept playing.

And then, with a teasing touch, his fingers grazed my chin, slowly tilting it down toward the piano while his other hand went to my upper back then slowly moved down until it was in the middle, with a gentle push, he urged my body closer to the keys.

Eyes closed, posture completely off, I leaned over the piano. Everything felt wrong as I continued playing.

“Slower,” he said softly.

With a sigh, I started playing slower. His hands moved to my hips. And stayed there. Other than jumping a foot, I was still able to concentrate.

“The music,” he whispered, “It’s not just your story — it’s your lover.”

“Okay,” I squeaked. Heat washed over me as the word lover bounced around in my brain. I knew it, but I’d never experienced it. How was I supposed to use something I didn’t know how to use? And how embarrassing was it that I was stuck in that tiny room having never been… stuck in a tiny room with any guy? Lover. I’d take him. If I got a choice. It would be him. But people like Gabe, beautiful people who had music in their soul, who knew how to speak without words… they weren’t for girls like me.

“Each stroke…” His hands pressed against my hips making me gasp. “You need to feel it not just on your fingertips — but everywhere.”

Holy. Crap.

“Feel it here,” he squeezed and then ran his hands lightly up my sides, then resting right underneath my breasts, he pressed again. “And here.”

My breathing picked up speed, as did my music.

“Slow down,” he commanded in that same irritating patient tone. “Where is this story taking me? Where are you taking your lover?”

“Huh?” I breathed.

“Use your hands to tell me the story — use your body to propel the story forward, what happens next… Tell the story, Saylor. Make me feel it without even touching you.”

“But — that’s impossible.”

“You can feel a kiss without touching someone’s lips.”

“I’m confused.”

“Concentrate.” Gabe’s voice was firm. “I want to kiss you.”

“What?” He was lucky I didn’t actually collapse against the piano this time.

“In the story.” He chuckled. “I want to kiss you in this story, so kiss me.”

“You want me to get up and kiss you?” Mind you, I was still trying to play a difficult piece as he was asking me this, which basically meant I must have had talent, because my body was on fire.

“Without our mouths meeting.”

“Through the music.” I clarified in a doubtful voice.

I could hear the smile in his tone as he answered. “Yes, through the music, show me what the kiss would feel like. I want to taste it.”

“But how?”

He laughed softly. “I’m touching them.”


“My lips,” he countered. “They’re soft, open, wet…”

I squirmed on the piano bench, squeezing my eyes shut. “What else?”

“As I part my lips… I wonder what your tongue tastes like, what type of pressure you’d use as you pressed your velvety smooth mouth against mine. I imagine exploring your mouth not just because I want to — but because I can’t help it. I’m lost. And your kiss is my salvation… so, Saylor, will you save me?”

My fingers glided effortlessly over the piano as I imagined his mouth — the way he smiled, the way he took his lower lip hostage when he was deep in thought. The dark look he got in his eyes when there was something he wanted. Our kiss would be epic.

The music picked up speed as I leaned over the piano, pounding each note with the rhythm of my footsteps as I approached him.

His hands would reach for my hips as he pulled me closer. My hands hovered over the keys making my hesitation known.

And then I pressed softly against the ivory, leaning forward as if I was leaning into Gabe with my body pressed against his. My breasts brushed the keys. I moved closer to the piano and then slowed the music.

His eyes would close.

His lips would part.

And we’d meet in the middle — because both of us wanted the same thing. Both of us wanted to taste, to explore, to feel.

I slowed my left hand as my right hand moved quicker across the keys, to show the anticipation.

And then, our mouths would touch.

I pounded the keys with my left hand, making it the loudest part of the piece which wasn’t normally how it was done.

Our tongues would tangle.

I pounded the piano harder.

His fingers would dig into my arms as he lifted me into the air.

I pulled back from the piano, stopping the music, and then gently started the rhythmic cadence again.

Our kiss was the perfect joining of music.

He was the left hand, I was the right.

Separate they sounded like silly scales.

Together — they were beautiful.

When I stopped the piece, I was sweating.

“Open your eyes,” Gabe whispered.

He was breathing so heavily it looked like he’d just run a marathon. With a smile he tucked my fallen hair behind my ear and tilted my chin toward him.

“That…” He leaned in. “…is how you perform. Like every kiss is both your first and last — like you’re saying both hello and goodbye — like you’ve just been born… like you’ve just died.”


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Author PhotoRachel Van Dyken Bio:

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers!




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When life crashes down around us, how hard are we willing to fight for the one thing we can’t live without, each other?


Life is full of moments.

Big moments.

Little moments.

And none of them are inconsequential.

Every single moment prepares you for that one instance that defines your life. You must overcome all your fears, confront the demons that chase you, and cleanse the poison that clings to your soul or you risk the chance of losing everything.


Mine started the minute Rylee fell out of that damn storage closet. She made me feel. Made me whole when all I thought I could ever be was incomplete. Became the lifeline I never knew I needed. Hell yes, she’s worth the fight…but how do you fight for someone you know you don’t deserve?


Love is full of ups and downs.

Heart stopping highs.

Soul shattering lows.

And none of them are insignificant.

Love is a racecourse of unexpected twists and turns that must be negotiated. You have to break down walls, learn to trust, and heal from your past in order to win. But sometimes it’s the expected that’s the hardest to hold on to.


Colton has healed and completed me, stolen my heart, and made me realize our love’s not predictable nor perfect—it’s bent. And bent’s okay. But when outside factors put our relationship to the test, what lengths will I have to go to prove to him that he’s worth the fight?


Whoever said love is patient and love is kind, never met the two of us.  We know our love is worth it—have acknowledged that we were meant to be—but when our pasts crash into our future, will the repercussions make us stronger or break us apart?

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    Driven Synopsis   Rylee Thomas is used to being in control. But she’s about to meet the one man that just might make her enjoy losing it…   I am the exception to the rule.   In a world full of willing women, I’m a challenge to the roguish and achingly handsome Colton Donavan. A man used to getting exactly what he wants in all aspects of life. He’s the reckless bad boy constantly skating that razor thin edge toward out of control, on and off of the track.   Colton crashes into my life like a tornado: sapping my control, testing my vulnerabilities beyond their limits, and unintentionally penetrating the protective wall around my healing heart. Tearing apart the world I rebuilt so carefully with structure, predictability, and discipline.   I can’t give him what he wants and he can’t give me what I need. But after a glimpse beneath his refined exterior into the dark secrets of his damaged soul, can I bring myself to walk away?   Our sexual chemistry is undeniable. Our individual need for complete control is irrefutable. But when our worlds collide, is the chemistry enough to bring us together or will our untold secrets and battle of wills force us apart? Goodreads:


Fueled Synopsis

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Book #2 of the Driven Trilogy


What happens when the one person you never expected suddenly happens to be the one you’ll fight the hardest to keep?


Colton stole my heart. He wasn’t supposed to, and I sure as hell didn’t want him to, but he crashed into my life, ignited feelings within me that I thought had died forever, and fueled a passion that I never knew could exist.


Rylee fell out of that damn storage closet and into my life. Now I don’t think I’ll ever be the same. She’s seen glimpses of the darkness within me, and yet she’s still here. Still fighting for me. She is without a doubt the saint, and I am most definitely the sinner.


How is it the one thing neither of us wanted—neither of us anticipated that fateful night—has us fighting so hard to keep?


He steals my breath, stops my heart, and brings me back to life again all in a split second of time. But how can I love a man who won’t let me in? Who continually pushes me away to prevent me from seeing the damaged secrets in his past? My heart has fallen, but patience and forgiveness can only go so far.


How can I desire a woman who unnerves me, defies me, and forces me to see that in the deep, black abyss of my soul there’s someone worthy of her love? A place and person I swore I’d never be again. Her selfless heart and sexy body deserve so much more than I’ll ever be capable of giving her. I know I can’t be what she needs, so why can’t I just let her go?


We are driven by need and fueled with desire, but is that enough for us to crash into love?

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Crashed Excerpt

And then there is Rylee.

Motherfucking Rylee.

Little pieces of her everywhere. Sheets that still smell like her. A ponytail holder on the bathroom counter. The cans of her beloved Diet Coke lined perfectly in the refrigerator. Her Kindle on the nightstand. The strands of her hair on my shirt. Evidence that her perfection exists. Evidence that something so good—so pure—actually can want someone like me—tainted and fucked up with a capital F.

I want, need, hate that I want, hate that I need her so fucking bad, but I can’t do it. I can’t pull her into this fucking rainstorm of bullshit surrounding me, don’t want her to deal with the fucked up me that even I hate until I can wrap my head around everything. Until I can control the emotions that are ruling my actions.

My mom was fucking right. Fucking right and she only knew me for eight of my thirty two years … if that doesn’t say something, I’m not sure what else does. I can’t be loved. If someone loves me—if I let someone in too much—my own demons will start in on them too. Work their way through the cracks in me and find a way to ruin them.


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Author Bio:

K. Bromberg is that reserved woman sitting in the corner that has you all fooled about the wild child inside of her–the one she lets out every time her fingertips touch the computer keyboard. She’s a wife, mom, child rustler, toy pick-er-upper, chauffer, resident web-slinger, LaLaloopsy watching, American Girl doll dressing multi-tasker of all things domestic and otherwise. She likes her diet cokes with rum, her music loud, and her pantry stocked with a cache of chocolate.


K. lives in Southern California with her husband and three children. When she needs a break from the daily chaos of her life, you can most likely find her on the treadmill or with Kindle in hand, devouring the pages of a good, saucy book.


Fueled is K. Bromberg’s second published novel and is the highly anticipated second book of “The Driven Trilogy.” Driven was her well-received debut novel and Book #1 of the series.









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Night Owl Trilogy by M. Pierce Paperback Cover Reveals

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 Night Owl (Book #1, Night Owl Trilogy)

Author:   M. Pierce

Genre:   Contemporary Erotic Romance

Paperback Release Date: July 1, 2014

Ebook Release Date: February 11, 2014

Cover Designed by: Kerri Resnick


“Tautly written, complex, and vibrating with a dark sensuality that will have you at once blushing and anxious. You’ll think you have this book pegged . . . but you’ll be wrong.”—Christina Lauren, New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors of The Beautiful Bastard Series.


From bestselling ebook author M. Pierce comes the first novel in a provocative erotic trilogy where an anonymous online writing partnership turns into an uncontrollable, passionate obsession.


At twenty-eight, Matt Sky has the perfect life. He has a beautiful girlfriend, a massive inheritance, and four national bestsellers — all penned under his airtight alias, M. Pierce.  At twenty-seven, Hannah Catalano is a train wreck. Her boyfriend is a deadbeat and her job is abysmal.  Matt and Hannah meet online as writing partners. Their relationship is safe, anonymous, and innocent…Until Matt sees a picture of Hannah. Hannah’s picture sparks an attraction Matt is powerless to ignore. When circumstance brings Matt and Hannah together, the strangers begin a love story that’s passionate, poignant, unforgettable, and unstoppable.


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M. Pierce is the bestselling author of Night Owl, book one in the erotic Night Owl Trilogy. The author lives in Colorado and owns a rabbit named Laurence.










M. put together an awesome giveaway to celebrate the paperback cover reveals – 10 prizes being given away! 1 Signed paperback, 4 signed bookmarks, 1 Night Owl inspired charm keychain and 4 ebooks. (The paperback will be delivered after the release date).

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Strapped by Nina G Jones Review

4.5 Smooches

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By all appearances, Shyla Ball has an enviable life: a loyal boyfriend, a great job, and family that loves her. She doesn’t realize how deeply unsatisfied she is until she has an embarrassing encounter with a handsome stranger at a coffee shop. Taylor Holden, a successful businessman, takes a sudden special interest in her and offers her a job she cannot refuse. Soon after, she learns there is much more to this intensely private man than meets the eye. He is hiding many painful secrets, including why it is that he has seemingly plucked her out of obscurity for such a lucrative position. Her “perfect” world is turned upside down by her infatuation towards Taylor and in just a couple of months, her life looks nothing like it did before. While she is frightened by the changes she sees in herself, she cannot resist the lure of Taylor Holden. As Shyla slowly gains Taylor’s trust, she learns of his complex history and how it has molded him into the person he has become. When elements of Taylor’s secret past resurface and threaten to destroy them, Shyla finds out there may be more to Taylor’s story than even he is aware of. Strapped is a story of passion, manipulation, obsession, and family secrets.


Where to start, this book follows Shyla and Taylor’s complicated and at times trying relationship. Shyla in a freeze in her life, her relationship with her partner Rick is kind of dull. They seem content with each other but don’t really seem as though they are happy, they are almost just coasting along.


Enter Taylor, Shyla meets him completely be accident while getting some coffee. One interaction leads to another and Shyla’s life really changes. Her life is no longer boring or mundane, she is traveling the world, dressing in expensive designer clothes, and spending time with the rather gorgeous Taylor Holden. Taylor is a no nonsense man, he knows what it is that he wants and he will go for it. “There is one stipulation. This offer ends the second that you walk out the door. I am a busy man and I don’t have time for negotiations.”


The working relationship between these two, certainly turns into something more, although it seems like it takes a while to finally get there, there is always an undercurrent of chemistry between them.  Taylor on a trip decides to tell Shyla how he feels and I have to say I loved that he opened up to her even this tiny bit. “I like you, Shyla. No its more than that, I care about you. More than I ever have about any woman.”


Taylor seems to be completely surrounded by mystery, from the beginning it feels as though he is hiding things from Shyla. Shyla spends her time trying to get him to open but, but he is always hesitant. “Shy, it’s not about trust. I don’t know what else to say except that it’s very personal and I am not ready to tell you.”

He has quite a few secrets and you do find them out throughout the book, some of them I was surprised by. Taylor didn’t have a typical upbringing and it makes sense as to why he is the way he is. You can see that all the things that has happened to him really affect him in his everyday life.


Shyla is trying to get Taylor to navigate a normal relationship, and one of my favourite things that she says is when Taylor asked her about love. “True love? You can’t understand it until it really happens to you. I guess that this is how I would define it. You don’t know how you could have ever walked the earth without that person because once they appear in your life, if you ever lose them, you too would be lost forever.” That was such a touching scene to read.


The book also contained some really hot scenes, Shyla comes across as this shy and timid woman who doesn’t really seem to come out her box, but once her and Taylor get together, all bets are off. Between elevators, balconies, showers, baths, im not really sure what more they could do.


This book takes some twists and turns near the end, some I saw coming and others I was shocked by. There is a lot to be said about the past not staying in the past, this book really proves that. Then ending……. My only question is why???


This is a must read for anyone who wants mystery, romance, hot scene and all kinds of twists and turns. Well done Nina G Jones on a fantastic and gripping read.


But It Now

When I Lie With You by Sandi Lynn Cover Reveal

When I Lie With You

A Millionaire’s Love, #2

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After Rory Sinclair suffered a brutal attack, she fell into the arms of Millionaire, Ian

Braxton. He took her in, healed her, and they both gave each other something they

never had: love.

My name is Rory Sinclair, and for the first time in my life I’m truly happy. I’ve found

the love of my life, my soul mate, and my best friend. We were the missing pieces in

each other’s lives, and now that we’re together our bond is stronger than ever. We’re

building our future together; a future I never believed I would have.

Then it happened.

My name is Ian Braxton, and for the first time in my life I feel complete. A woman

named Rory Sinclair did that to me. She breathed life into me and gave me hope.

Money didn’t matter to me anymore, and I would’ve given it all up for her. She’s my

dream and I never want to wake up.

Then it happened.

Ian and Rory found their happily ever after in Lie Next To Me (A Millionaire’s Love).

Will it continue? Or will the tragedy that falls upon them destroy them forever?


About the Author 

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Sandi Lynn, born and raised in the US, has always dreamed of becoming an author since she won her first young author’s award in grade school. She spends her days raising her three teenage girls and writing full-time. Sandi Lynn is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of her Forever Trilogy (Forever Black, Forever You, Forever Us). She has a severe coffee addiction and can usually be found hanging out at the local Starbucks with her laptop, sipping lattes, and working on her books. In addition to writing romance novels, she loves to write poetry