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RELEASE BLITZ: FORGING FOREVER by Dani Wyatt

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Synopsis

Standing on her tiptoes at a Renaissance Fair, Lela Marshall catches a glimpse of just how hot a forge can get. Even from fifty feet away, she’s never felt this sort of heat. And it’s coming from between her legs.

Miller Rhodes has a gigantic problem. He’s met the woman he knows is destined to be his. Only, she’s disappeared into a crowd and took his heart and his future with her. For once, even work can’t distract him from thoughts of the way her lips tasted for one brief moment under the July sun.

Can a sock-chewing puppy and a meddling mother be the solution to Miller’s problem? Will this knife forging hard-ass find his soft spot in the girl that stole his heart after just one kiss?

Author’s note: Lose yourself in the heat radiating from this filthy talking alpha. He’s a man of few words, but he definitely isn’t lacking on how to use his mouth in other ways. Suspend reality for a bit with this love at first kiss, happily ever after, scorching hot read. Safe, indulgent and *touches finger to butt and listens for the sizzle*.

 

Excerpt

My dick is forged steel. Sure, it’s been fucking hard ever since I laid my eyes on her, but nothing like this.
This kind of hard-on exists only for her. Well, in three months they’ve all been for her, but right now even my dick knows the universe is speaking and it’s saying that’s all mine.

My mom used to tell me stories about the men in her family. Back then, I didn’t believe that shit. She told me the Rhodes men knew when they found their mate that it’s like a sixth sense and that’s it — there can never be anyone else.  Since my father was missing in action, I took my mom’s name.  And now the Rhodes legend which I’d formerly dismissed, I now know to be gospel.

This acute awareness of her consumes me—that there is one woman for me, only one, and she’s right here. Right now. And there is no question left. I’m taking what’s mine.

I’m ready to gnaw her clothes off and fill her with so much cum she’ll be giving birth to a litter nine months from today.

My tongue pushes between her lips, and the taste of her has me seeing red, planning our fucking wedding. I swear to Christ.

Visions of her wearing white and saying “I do” fill my head like a long-lost dream.

Her tongue meets mine, and my hands fly to the back of her head. My fingers tighten in her hair, gripping and holding on for dear life. She tastes like sweet tea and fresh honey. The lust of summer mixed with the freshness of spring.

My erection nearly tears through the top of my pants trying to get at her. I wonder if she’s wet. The thought of it has me ready to nut in my pants.

The little moaning, gasping sounds she’s making as our tongues do a few laps with each other, back and forth, are music. My gut is tight. I’m already desperate to keep her here. To be sure she can never leave.

I pull back from our kiss, needing to see her face. To know she wants me like I want her.

Her cheeks have turned a deep, rose red, more than a blush, and her shimmering blue eyes are half lidded as I devour the beauty of her face. I loosen my grip in her hair even as my mind is filled with the image of me pressing her to her knees, her plump lips opening to take in every inch of my thick cock.

Fuck, I need this girl.

This is beyond wanting. Need. No doubt in my mind I need her in order to draw my next breath.

The tension in my muscles feels as though I’m holding a pose for the judges at Mr. Universe.

I can’t relax. I won’t relax. Not until I’m inside her, showing her just what it’s going to mean to belong to me.

Because she does.

She belongs to me.

“Wow.” She brings the back of her hand to her lips.

For a moment, I’m pissed because I think she’s going to swipe it across her mouth and wipe away the wetness of our kiss.

Instead, she presses her knuckles there, her eyes close for a moment, and she breathes long and slow. Her hand flips over, and she sets her fingertips to her lips, as though she’s holding our kiss in place.

Savoring us. I nearly come undone at the beauty of the moment.

“I have a single question for you,” I rumble, standing as close as I can to her without touching. Staring down as she gives me a wary look upward, waiting for what I’m going to say next. “Since that first day we met…”

I trail off, suddenly terrified I won’t get the answer I need. My chest constricts. I swallow hard and throw it out there because I have to know.

“Have you ever touched yourself thinking about me? Imagined me inside you?” I’m fixed on her face, watching for the truth there.

My bold question has her mouth dropping open, her lips quivering in an uneasy smile, but her eyes answer me with a twinkle, staying pinned on mine. The relief floods my body, even as blood fills every remaining micro vessel of my cock. It’s bent at a painful angle inside my pants. The length I know will fill her. The thickness will hurt her, but she needs to be mine in every way. I will be as gentle as I can, but even now I know it may not be possible to make it easy.

I want her like an animal. I want to keep her tied to my bed and fuck her until her belly swells and the only word she knows is my name.

“Yes,” she whispers, tugging her lips to the side.

So fucking cute. Damn, she’s perfect.

Her single-word answer confirms what I already know, and her hand leaves her lips, reaching out to touch the side of my face.

 

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About the Author

 

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA — any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani’s private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

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She’s a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

 

When she’s not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can’t have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: STEPBROTHER ANONYMOUS by Aria Cole

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Synopsis

Love is for suckers.

That’s always been Hudson Farrow’s take on it. His mother has practically made a career out of saying I do, which is why he’s found himself in another upstate town, preparing to watch her walk down the aisle with another yacht club asshole, nursing his cynicism with Scotch at another lonely dive bar. A sassy siren that sets his blood on fire wasn’t part of the plan, neither was a new stepsister, and now Hudson’s a man with a problem because he’s just found out they’re one in the same.

Skylar Walsh never thought the one and only man she’s ever brought home would turn into anything beyond a few orgasms. Until six-foot-four, sinfully sexy, talented and tattooed sweeps her off her feet–and right between his thighs–on his custom Harley. When Hudson demands her phone number before the night’s over she knows she’s in for a wild ride. When she runs into him at her father’s wedding the next day she realizes she may have just made the biggest mistake of her life. A dozen sheet-clenching, toe-curling, and soul-shatteringly good times in the last twenty-four hours.

Warning: Hudson is hellbent on his Sky, and he won’t let a little thing like I do come between them. Filthy-sweet tattooed hearts, perfectly placed piercings that hit all the right spots, and love and fate inked so deep no force can keep them apart. Hold onto your hearts because Stepbrother Anonymous stole mine! xo Aria

 

 

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First of all, hope you don’t mind me writing this review while still licking this smoking hot cover *sighing dreamily* Totally drool worthy!
Can’t wait for you guys to read this one!!! My absolute FAV from Aria’s, so far! Because you know how pervy I am, it had to be also the HOTTEST! Be prepared for this off the charts amount of heat! Hudson has the filthiest mouth, and I LOVED every word that came out of it! Panty melting guaranteed! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

 

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Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

For a safe, off-the-charts HOT, and always HEA story that doesn’t take a lifetime to read, get lost in an Aria Cole book!
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REVIEW BLITZ: THE PLAYER (The Player #1) by K. Bromberg

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THE PLAYER

Series: The Player #1

Author: K. Bromberg

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 17th, 2017

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Synopsis

Baseball has never been sexier in an all-new novel by New York Times Bestselling Author, K. Bromberg.

Easton Wylder is baseball royalty. The game is his life. His passion. His everything.

So, when an injury threatens to end Easton’s season early, the team calls in the renowned physical therapist, Doc Dalton, to oversee his recovery. Except it’s not Doc who greets Easton for his first session, but rather his daughter, Scout. She may be feisty, athletic, defiant, and gorgeous, but Easton is left questioning whether she has what it takes to help him.

Scout Dalton’s out to prove a female can handle the pressure of running the physical therapy regimen of an MLB club. And that proof comes in the form of getting phenom Easton Wylder back on the field. But getting him healthy means being hands-on.

And with a man as irresistible as Easton, being hands-on can only lead to one thing, trouble. Because the more she touches him, the more she wants him, and she can’t want him. Not when it’s her job to side in the club’s best interest if he’s ready to play.

But when sparks fly and fine lines are crossed, can they withstand the heat or is one of them bound to get burned?

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The Player really is SO much more than a sports romance!

K. Bromberg proved once again what an incredibly talented author she is, and what an addictive writing style she has, keeping us completely enthralled in the story, that we only rest when we find the words The End.

Easton Wylder’s life is baseball. He lives, breaths and sleeps the sport, so when he suffers a serious – and career threatening – injury which forces him to stay away from this sport that defines his whole existence, he finds himself in a dark place where the hope of a full recovery and being back in the game is his only lifeline.

And I dare to look at what I’m missing out on. The nets of the backstop fade away as I stare at the place where I’ve lived my life—between the chalk lines and behind home plate.
It’s fucking beautiful. A blessing and a curse. My pleasure and my pain.
The only thing I’ve ever known.
The only thing I’ve ever wanted to do.

To recover all that he demands the best of the best of physical therapists, Doc Dalton, PT legend. 

Well, we can’t always have what we want, and destiny throws Easton what heck of a curveball when the beautiful, smart and feisty, Scout Dalton, shows up in her father’s place to bring back to shape. Let’s just say that their first meeting/s is LEGENDARY! LOL! 

And there’s a zap of electricity—a hum of something—when our bodies connect in this most innocent of ways.

Sparks fly, tempers ignite, and K. Bromberg gives us one of the most delicious and well thought out sexy  and smart banters I have ever read! 

“So, what? You just walk up and throw some stats at her? ‘Hey, baby, I’m having a killer season, batting three seventy-five with a twenty-game hitting streak. Wanna go out?’”
“Nah.” He fights back a laugh, and I hate that even though I know I’m being mocked, that sheepish smile of his draws me in to take a step closer. “I just tell her I have a big stick and I know just how to use it.”

Easton really proves to be a challenging patient, but worry not, because Scout sure gives as good as she gets and I LOVED that! Her comebacks are just was good as Easton’s teasing.

“So you actually want me to look at your arm? You mean you’ll trust me with it? And here I was under the impression you thought I was just a trophy trainer.”
“Come again?” He chuckles.
Time to clear the air between us. Being handsome doesn’t override being an asshole. “You know, trophy trainer—someone good for you to look at, but incapable of much else.”
He shrugs. “If the shoe fits.”

Their chemistry is undeniable, and this back and forth between them just takes to a whole new level of sexual tension! Their teasing and sports innuendos just blew my mind! I couldn’t get enough of these two!

“This is contract, Hot Shot,” I say knowing damn well he’s enjoying this. “We’ll start working our way to first base, and then, depending on how you’re feeling, we can move on to second.”

So when they finally gave in to their attraction, we got some OFF THE CHARTS sex scenes! Of course the teasing and witty banter was also present in those, and it just made it more deliciously HOT!

“You like that?”
“God, yes.”
“I don’t think God has anything to do with this, but feel free to call his name.” He chuckles and looks up at me over the rise of my breasts, his eyes sharp with desire and contradicted by a cocky flash of a grin. “’Cause we’re about to get biblical.”

OMG, this man!!! Yes, Scout was a kickass female character, and I loved her strength and smart mouth, but Easton surprised the hell out of me! I was expecting the standard cocky ‘player’ persona to a T, but K. Bromberg surprised me and gave us an incredible and deep character, with a hint of fragility and a whole lot of love and sincerity that coupled with his smoking hot image made him impossible to resist!

Sure, Easton hits all my buttons: hot, athletic, funny, and a bit of a mystery.

He didn’t hit just her buttons that’s for sure! He was sensible and caring. Utterly swoon-worthy! Directly to my Best Book Boyfriend list! <3

You got me. And then you seduced me.”
“I what?” I cough the words out as that soft smile of his turns big and bright.
“You seduced me. A beautiful woman with a sharp tongue, a sharper mind, and a look in her eye that said she was scared and confident, haloed by the light of a baseball stadium . . . I mean, a man only has so much restraint when it comes to that kind of perfection.”

Didn’t I tell you he was dreamy?! Swoon…

And what made me love him even more was that he fast realized how special their connection was, and from that moment forward he was all in, and pursued her relentlessly. He took her and her insecurities and fear and did everything humanly possible to show her that she should take a chance on them. That she could trust him with her heart. I truly couldn’t have asked for a better male character.

“I’ve had enough people in my life leave me, Easton. I’m not walking willingly into a situation that sets me up for that hurt.”

“I’ve played on grass my whole life, Scout. There’s no need for me to see what’s out there when it’s green beneath my feet.”

Even Scout couldn’t resist this kind of proof. Just like in baseball, he gave everything of him, and proved over and over how worthy he was of this chance. How their relationship was worthy of letting go of her fears. Even with the upcoming obstacles I have no doubt they are worth fighting for. And Scout’s motto ‘clear mind, hard heart’ will prove to be moot when it comes to them.

That hard heart of mine doesn’t seem so hard any more. Not when it comes to Easton Wylder, at least.

In those moments she let’s go and they give in to their carnal magnetism, you better be prepared for this degree of HEAT. Add to that their mutual taste for filthy talk, and let’s just say you may need a cold shower to sooth the hot flashes they will provoke! 😉

“I want your cock, Easton Wylder. I want it right now. I want to wrap my lips around it. I want it hitting the back of my throat. I want all of it. To suck you off. To fuck you with my mouth. I want every last drop you have to give me.”

The player really was so much more than a sports romance. Family and friendship relationships are beautifully and realistically described and developed. The writing really is incredibly captivating and touching and their love story is already epic, and we have only seen the first part of it! I can’t wait to see what more Kristy Bromberg will bring to Scout and Easton’s story! Specially after the way The Player finished, I’m desperately counting down the days to The Catch!!! June 29th can’t come fast enough! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“And what is it about you and romance novels? Is it the happily ever after? Is it the man who’s too good to be true? Because I assure you, we all have our flaws, even the fictional ones. But the happily ever after depends on what you put into it. The hard work, the listening instead of talking, the laughing instead of crying, the sticking it out instead of running away, the knowing that sometimes silence is best but having her wrapped in your arms can still solve a lot of problems. So, you can have your romance novels while I have my King and Follett and Patterson because I don’t want to read about having that kind of love someday. I’d rather be over here trying to take a chance at it in real life.”

 

ARC kindly provided by the author via InkSlinger PR for an honest review 

 

 

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About the Author

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New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.

A mom of three, she plots her novels in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her laptop in tow.

Since publishing her first book in 2013, K. has sold over one million copies of her books and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times.

In April, she’ll release The Player, the first in a two-book sports romance series (The Catch, book 2, will be released late June), with many more already outlined and ready to be written.

She loves to hear from her readers so make sure you check her out on social media or sign up for her newsletter to stay up to date on all her latest releases and sales HERE

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COVER REVEAL: STEPBROTHER ANONYMOUS by Aria Cole

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Coming April 24th

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Synopsis

Love is for suckers.

That’s always been Hudson Farrow’s take on it. His mother has practically made a career out of saying I do, which is why he’s found himself in another upstate town, preparing to watch her walk down the aisle with another yacht club asshole, nursing his cynicism with Scotch at another lonely dive bar. A sassy siren that sets his blood on fire wasn’t part of the plan, neither was a new stepsister, and now Hudson’s a man with a problem because he’s just found out they’re one in the same.

Skylar Walsh never thought the one and only man she’s ever brought home would turn into anything beyond a few orgasms. Until six-foot-four, sinfully sexy, talented and tattooed sweeps her off her feet–and right between his thighs–on his custom Harley. When Hudson demands her phone number before the night’s over she knows she’s in for a wild ride. When she runs into him at her father’s wedding the next day she realizes she may have just made the biggest mistake of her life. A dozen sheet-clenching, toe-curling, and soul-shatteringly good times in the last twenty-four hours.

Warning: Hudson is hellbent on his Sky, and he won’t let a little thing like I do come between them. Filthy-sweet tattooed hearts, perfectly placed piercings that hit all the right spots, and love and fate inked so deep no force can keep them apart. Hold onto your hearts because Stepbrother Anonymous stole mine! xo Aria

 

About the Author

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Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

For a safe, off-the-charts HOT, and always HEA story that doesn’t take a lifetime to read, get lost in an Aria Cole book!
Follow Aria on Amazon for new release updates, or stalk her on Facebook and Twitter to see which daring book boyfriend she’s writing next!

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RELEASE BLITZ: THE PLAYER (The Player #1) by K. Bromberg

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THE PLAYER

Series: The Player #1

Author: K. Bromberg

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 17th, 2017

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Synopsis

Baseball has never been sexier in an all-new novel by New York Times Bestselling Author, K. Bromberg.

Easton Wylder is baseball royalty. The game is his life. His passion. His everything.

So, when an injury threatens to end Easton’s season early, the team calls in the renowned physical therapist, Doc Dalton, to oversee his recovery. Except it’s not Doc who greets Easton for his first session, but rather his daughter, Scout. She may be feisty, athletic, defiant, and gorgeous, but Easton is left questioning whether she has what it takes to help him.

Scout Dalton’s out to prove a female can handle the pressure of running the physical therapy regimen of an MLB club. And that proof comes in the form of getting phenom Easton Wylder back on the field. But getting him healthy means being hands-on.

And with a man as irresistible as Easton, being hands-on can only lead to one thing, trouble. Because the more she touches him, the more she wants him, and she can’t want him. Not when it’s her job to side in the club’s best interest if he’s ready to play.

But when sparks fly and fine lines are crossed, can they withstand the heat or is one of them bound to get burned?

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#Clear Mind nothing like I expected

 

young man with naked torso doing push-ups on the beach

 

#GD Addictive

 

#Naked Batting practice

 

#Clear Mind nothing like I expected

 

About the Author

HeadShot Color

New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.

A mom of three, she plots her novels in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her laptop in tow.

Since publishing her first book in 2013, K. has sold over one million copies of her books and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times.

In April, she’ll release The Player, the first in a two-book sports romance series (The Catch, book 2, will be released late June), with many more already outlined and ready to be written.

She loves to hear from her readers so make sure you check her out on social media or sign up for her newsletter to stay up to date on all her latest releases and sales HERE

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COVER REVEAL: FORGING FOREVER by Dani Wyatt

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FORGING FOREVER 

Coming April 21st

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Synopsis

Standing on her tiptoes at a Renaissance Fair, Lela Marshall catches a glimpse of just how hot a forge can get. Even from fifty feet away, she’s never felt this sort of heat. And it’s coming from between her legs.

Miller Rhodes has a gigantic problem. He’s met the woman he knows is destined to be his. Only, she’s disappeared into a crowd and took his heart and his future with her. For once, even work can’t distract him from thoughts of the way her lips tasted for one brief moment under the July sun.

Can a sock-chewing puppy and a meddling mother be the solution to Miller’s problem? Will this knife forging hard-ass find his soft spot in the girl that stole his heart after just one kiss?

Author’s note: Lose yourself in the heat radiating from this filthy talking alpha. He’s a man of few words, but he definitely isn’t lacking on how to use his mouth in other ways. Suspend reality for a bit with this love at first kiss, happily ever after, scorching hot read. Safe, indulgent and *touches finger to butt and listens for the sizzle*.

 

About the Author

 

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA — any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani’s private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

http://eepurl.com/bubxzz

 

She’s a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

 

When she’s not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can’t have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

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COVER REVEAL: UMCNO (University Medical Center of New Orleans) Series by Ella Blaire

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Author: Ella Blaire

Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance

Synopsis

Move over Greys… there’s a new player in the game. 5 Shorts about 5 couples and their journey through residencies, breakups, and love?

 

FLATLINE (UMCNO #1)

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NIGHT SHIFT (UMCNO #2)

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HEATSTROKE (UMCNO #3)

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HARTACHE (UMCNO #4)

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Two bestselling authors who have come together under pen to push the limits on romance.

 

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: OH, MY DRAGON (I Like Big Dragons #3) by Lani Lynn Vale

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OH, MY DRAGON

Series: I Like Big Dragons #3

Author: Lani Lynn Vale 

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: April 6, 2017

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Synopsis

The reclusive Ian barely participates in life, only doing so when his powers demand that he use them or pay the consequences. It seems that there’s not a single person on this planet who doesn’t want something from him, but the pain and suffering of others is nearly unbearable at times, leaving him no choice but to act.

That is until Wink unwittingly walks into his life, completely unaware that she’s stepped straight into the dragon’s den.
Wink is just trying to get home after a long day of work. Her plans for the evening do not include stumbling upon a man with blood on his hands hovering over a dead woman in her hallway.

There are three things that someone in Wink’s position should’ve done in that instance.
1. Slowly back away from the hot, bearded killer and run the other way.
2. Call the cops.
3. Not come back until the scene was safe.

Instead, she stops, takes a picture—drawing the man’s attention to her—and then takes off at the speed of a fat, blind and possibly intoxicated penguin.

Ian tries to let her go, but the moment that she runs, every single one of his predatory instincts surge to the surface and the hunt is on. Ian always catches his prey, this time is no different. What is different is that, for the first time in his life, he is consumed with the need to keep his catch.

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She sniffled, and I looked up sharply.

And to my horror, I saw the first tear slip down one cheek.

Another tear soon followed.

“You’re crying?” I asked in outrage.

I didn’t handle tears well.

There was something about them that had the power to undo me.

“You can ignore me,” she said. “It’s just hormones.”

“Hormones?” I asked.

“You know…hormones. It’s that time of the month. It just happens,” she said flippantly.

“So there’s no reason for the tears…you’re just doing it,” I observed.

She nodded.

“It happens. A lot. Sometimes I cry because I need to, like after I’ve seen a sad video on YouTube. Or sometimes I hear a song that I really like, and the beauty of it moves me to tears,” she explained.

“So you’re crying now, not because anything’s amiss, but because you’re a girl,” I said. “Do I have that correct?”

She shrugged, causing me to sigh.

“That means nothing to me. If you’re going to speak girl, you’re going to have to give me a cheat guide or something. I never had a single female in my life, besides my sister, and that was a very long time ago,” I told her.

She glared at me, the tears gone.

“You’re not very nice,” she observed.

I knew that.

I couldn’t help it, either.

“I was raised in an orphanage,” I said. “I have absolutely no tact. If you want hearts and flowers, you’re going to have trouble getting that from me.”

“Who says that I want that from you?” she challenged. “I’ve only known you for a very short period of time. Not even long enough to form a valid opinion of you or your character.”

I sighed.

“Did you look in a mirror yet?” I asked her.

She stiffened and squirmed.

“No,” she lied.

My brows rose.

“You didn’t?” I asked. “Not even a little bit?”

She was cute when she lied.

Her nose had a small upturn to it, meaning I knew exactly when she started to lie because a little crease would appear on the bridge of her nose as she concentrated on what to say.

“Fine,” she snarled. “What’d you do to me?”

I laughed.

“I have no fucking clue,” I said honestly. “Magic, I guess.”

She pursed her lips in disgust.

“Seriously?” she asked. “That’s all you’ve got? Magic?”

I shrugged.

“I don’t know what else to call it,” I told her.

“Prove it,” she challenged.

 
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 Oh, my Dragon, the third installment of Lani Lynn Vale’s amazing PNR series, I Like Big Dragons, tells us the story of Ian, the broodiest and most reclusive of the dragon riders, and Wink, a struggling artist.

Let’s just say they had a hell of a first meeting, when she encounters the dark and handsome stranger over her dead neighbor’s body! Well, even in that particular situation, she couldn’t help but notice him, lol!   

This man was gorgeous. I’m talking so fucking handsome that it hurt to look at him for too long.
And his eyes. God, they were practically sucking me into his soul!

What she has no idea is that she isn’t that much of a stranger to him – and here resided my biggest hung up with their story, I understood his reasoning to stay away from her, but it lasted far too long, specially from the moment he realized she was his mate, that being say, that is off page and he was indeed a broken man with a hurt soul since his childhood. Since the very first book in the series I was drawn to his quiet and sad persona, and here we got to see deep within his mind, why he was the way he was.

It felt wrong, like my heart hurt, and I didn’t want anything to do with that. When the heart became involved, things never worked out right.

So, he learn very young to try to distance himself from others, specially the ones he loved, in a way to protect them, and deep down, himself too. But when he was caught of guard and had to touch Wink, therefore cementing their connection as mates, he had no chance but let go of that hurt and fear, and let himself feel. And Wink as SO awesome, because she was attracted to him because of his personality, not despite of it.

“You damn well know exactly what I want,” she said. “I want you to fuck me. If I wanted slow and sweet, I would’ve found some other man. I know you don’t do slow and sweet.”

Ok, enough of the darker subject  – and he wasn’t just dark, as he reveals very early on – because this story is so much more then that. As per Lani’s fashion, she gave us a tone of hilarious moments, a lot with the kickass secondary characters,

“What’d you name her?” Blythe asked, a sleeping baby against her chest.
 “Creepy.”
“That’s not too bad,” Keifer mumbled. “Mine’s named ‘Little Fucker’.”

And some explosively HOT sex scenes! Ian really is the perfect example that the quiet ones really are the worst, in the best possible way, that is. Check out this epic quote, it’s the written proof of how deliciously naughty he was!

“You want me?” I asked her.
“I want your mouth.”
“Where?” I persisted.
 “On me.”  She widened her legs, letting me see the wetness between her legs. It was so copious that it slickened her thighs.
“Come ride my beard then, baby.” I continued to work my cock, slower now than I had been doing it before. She smiled at me timidly, her bravado fading.
“Now,” I ordered. “Use my beard like your own personal saddle.”

I really need to emphasize their sexual attraction, and their bedroom talk, because I feel that I should warn all of you so you are truly ready for this level of heat. I loved every delicious word out of his mouth!

“Oh darn,” she whispered brokenly. “I’m going to fucking hell.”
 I laughed at her succulent words. “There’s going to be fucking, but I doubt hell will be involved unless too many orgasms is your version of hell.”

Oh, My Dragon, like LLV’s other books is a fast pace, well written, sensible and passionate story, in this incredibly thought out paranormal universe, that hooks you from the start and you devour in one sitting, specially for a Lani Lynn Vale addict, like yours truly. It was so good to revisit some the characters of the previous books as well as see some of the upcoming ones – at least I hope so! -, because I can’t wait to read Jean Luc ( I’m a sucker for a good accent) and Mattie’s story! <3 <3 <3 <3 

“I love you,” I told her. “All of you.”
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“I love you,” she whispered.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: TECHY (The Devils Souls MC #2) by LeAnn Ashers

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Series: The Devils Souls MC #2

Author: LeAnn Ashers

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: April 6, 2017

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Alisha

My story isn’t a very conventional one. I met my man online, which isn’t a shocking thing nowadays.

I sure didn’t know that he would rescue me from hell.

I had been stuck in hell with no way out. Then Techy swooped in with guns blazing and took me out of there. A knight in shining leather.

I didn’t expect to feel what I feel; that I would fall in love, that I would feel safe and protected.

I had never felt that before.

Until Techy.

Techy is a member of the Devil’s Souls MC, the most notorious MC in Texas. They love hard and fight harder. You mess with their family, hell is something you’d beg for.

Shit hits the fan when someone from my past comes to get what my dead father never gave back to him.

My name is Alisha and this is my story.

Techy

A man is after my woman.

He won’t be a man much longer.

He dares to try and take her from me?

Hell is something he’ll beg for. Because nobody, and I mean nobody, looks in Alisha’s direction in a way I don’t like. If they do? They’ll be eating their teeth.

If you threaten her? Death is an easy way out.

I will do whatever it takes to protect her.

This book has a HEA, with no cheating and a obsessed alpha. If you don’t like instalove this book isn’t for you.

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I’ve waiting for Techy since his very first mention on Torch‘s book and now he is here in all is badass gecky glory!

Techy, aka Jordan, and Alisha’s portraits two of my favorite tropes in romance, insta-love/lust and savior/damsel in distress, so right there LeAnn Ashers immediately won me over. She does this type of tales perfectly, given us somewhat of a super HOT modern life fairytale.  

Most of all, I want to love and I want the unconditional love people have in fairytales.

Alisha sure got what she wished for, in spades!

Techy and Alisha first made contact in Torch’s book – but don’t worry, it’s retold here – and they were instantly drawn to one another. Jordan was Alisha’s lifeline to the outside world, after many and many years of abuse and neglect by her parents, specially her father. Techy was captivated by her sweetness and innocence, her inner light, and had no idea the horror she was leaving, so when the situation escalates and he realizes what she has been suffering, he takes care of the situation, in the most ruthless of ways, because to him, she is his. And no one hurts what is his.

Alisha is so innocent, and I’m a selfish bastard. I want her so fucking bad. I wanted her from the moment I saw her.

Alisha is mine. Body, soul, heart—every single part of her is mine. She will always be mine until we die. She is going to be the mother of my kids, my wife.

Jordan did indeed rescue her just in nick of time, becoming truly everything to Alisha. Her real life knight in shining armor – or better yet, a leather covered, tattooed bike rider -, solidifying her feelings for him.  She wanted everything with him, love and lust demanded so, and I loved how the author created here a slow burn in the sexual department, that generated a lot of sexual tension and build up, that made the sex scenes that much scorchingly delicious.

Jordan is a ten, and these men are sixes on a good day. We may be biased, but they are too pretty for us. We like them tattooed and with that bad-boy vibe.

I want more of everything. His touch, his mouth. It’s not enough, and I’m aching.
Down there.

We could say here is where Alisha’s true life starts. Techy wants to show her everything, and to give her the world. She becomes the center of his dark world – and beware of this, because this book really has a quite a bit of graphic descriptive violence to it, so the dark element is certainly there – as much as he becomes hers. His love and devotion really shone through in every moment of the story, and I was touched with his caring and protective nature where she was concerned. They definitely were the perfect match.

“Angel, I don’t deserve you. I don’t deserve any part of you,” he hisses.

 I tear up. I sit up, touching his face. I kiss him on the lips slowly, thoroughly, putting everything I feel into this kiss. “You deserve me. You may think you don’t deserve me, but you have had me from the moment you messaged me. You’ve always have.”

“Angel, you saying this means I am going to marry your ass. I am going to put babies in you. You’re mine forever. You were mine before, but now, it’s time for you to hear it.”

Now, you must be asking yourself why, since I loved so many elements to this story, have I not rated it any higher, and I’ve got to tell it was definitely not because of the enrapturing premise and storyline, but I simply just couldn’t get past, and was a lot of times distracted by it, the heavy amount of inconsistencies thought the plot, timeline, and editing wise – closely similar to the issues I had with the author’s first book- , as well as sometimes, character personality wise, with drastic shifts, specially Alisha. Like I’ve said, it distracted me and stole my attention and the credibility of some parts of the story for me.

But as you also can see by my rating and review, I still enjoyed Techy and all is badass insta-love/lust goodness and will definitely carry on reading the rest of the series, and all other LeAnn books. It’s so rare to find safe MC romance books, and this gives us that in spades. Techy was completely safe! It is mind blowing to see the love, devotion, faithful and protectiveness that these men have for their women.  It totally swoonworthy! So much so that, I can’t wait so see what she gives us with Butch, Vinny and Trey! 

Together forever. I am too fucking selfish to even let her up for air. She is my air. I breathe her every second of the day. She is my everything.

 

He became my protector.
My husband.
The father of my kids.
 My lover.
My shoulder to cry on.
My best friend.
Most of all, he is my heart, my soul.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: HARD LIMITS (Bowen Boys #4.5) by Elle Aycart

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HARD LIMITS

Series: Bowen Boys #4.5

Author: Elle Aycart

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 4, 2017

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DO NOT READ before Jacked Up.
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Nico Grabar, head of one of the most ruthless cartels in the world, is in the last stretch of a two-year nightmare, his agenda extremely busy. He has a criminal organization to run. A cover to maintain. A promise to fulfill. Too bad he’s bleeding to death in the middle of nowhere, about to meet his maker on a deserted street. A fitting ending to a bleak existence, really. When a beautiful Vintage bride with racoon eyes and a choke collar, covered from head to military boots in blood, came to him. It looked like the Grim Reaper had gotten a makeover just for him. What an honor.

Who finds a frigging drug lord in serious need of resuscitation while coming back from a bachelorette party at the wee hours? Paige, aka magnet for psychopaths, of course.
The Goth waitress at Rosita’s has already survived a major asshole, narrowly escaping with her life. The last she needs is to have to play Nightingale to a dangerous kingpin. What if he dies on her? Or worse; what if he doesn’t?

 

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“I think that man is calling the cops on us,” Ronnie said, glancing through the window and waving.

Paige leaned against the steering wheel and smiled innocently at the driver in the next car, but it didn’t help. Eyes about to bug out of their sockets, he spoke even faster into his phone, while automatically locking the doors. “We are sooo ending up in jail.”

Who would have guessed people would be more scared of her clad in white than in her normal Goth clothes? Then again, she was wearing a wedding dress splattered with red, Carrie style, and Ronnie was too, so yeah, she could understand the horrified expression in the neighboring car. That they were driving at three o’clock in the morning through the Boston suburbs—makeup all smudged and hair in messy snarls of paint and party—didn’t improve matters.

“Probably,” Ronnie conceded, trying to pat her frizzy curls down. “You better floor it.”

No shit. When the light changed, Paige put the pedal to the metal and soon lost the spooked driver. Whichever came next, the arrest or the speeding ticket, she would let her lovely lunatic of a boss deal with it.

After all, their current predicament was entirely Elle’s fault. She’d declared her bachelorette party would happen in stages over a whole month, the coed paintball game being the first installment. As if the women hadn’t already been an easy mark for those testosterone-ridden, military-trained guys, Elle had made them wear thrift-store wedding gowns over the protective gear. Wrong move. Not even leveling the odds by mixing the teams had helped.

After the shooting fest, looking like vampire gore brides, they’d gone partying downtown. How Elle had gotten them into the club dressed like that, Paige didn’t know, although it shouldn’t have been a surprise. Elle always got her way. Now, with that ominous weapon of mass destruction called Jack shadowing her 24/7, it was a miracle anyone dared blink at her, regardless of how nuts her requests were.

All in all, a memorable first installment. Paige couldn’t wait to see what was to come. By Jack’s aggrieved looks, he couldn’t either.

Paige glanced at the rearview mirror. No spooked driver, no police cars chasing them. Just empty, quiet road. “We might avoid jail after all.”

“Jail would have been a fitting ending for the night. Can’t believe it didn’t happen before, at the club.”

“You seemed to hit it off with Kai,” Paige said. “How come I’m driving you home and he’s not? Not that I mind. Just curious.”

Ronnie laughed. “Didn’t you see the way Jack looked at him when we were talking? I didn’t want to give my brother a coronary. Besides, better not jinx it now that he’s more relaxed and all that crazy stuff about the drug cartel is over.”

And thank God for that. At the time, when Jack had suddenly started following Elle everywhere, Paige had not known what was going on. Then Elle had gone underground, and James Bowen, Elle’s brother-in-law, had gathered the staff of Rosita’s and informed them he was taking over management of the restaurant temporarily. From then on, there were 250-pound, heavily tattooed bodyguard types on the premises at all hours. In hindsight, no frigging wonder. It was not every day that you had a South American cartel gunning for you.

When all was said and done, Jack had almost lost his life rescuing Elle. Now, though, they were happily in love and about to get married. If the groom or the guests could survive the bachelorette party, that was.

“What about you?” Ronnie asked. “How come you’re driving me home and not with some sexy stranger? You were by far the prettiest bride, the way you Goth-customized the outfit.”

She shrugged. “No one tickled my fancy.”

The last guy who managed that feat had been one of the enforcers for said cartel. The second in command, as she later found out. He had come to Rosita’s to scout the place and had struck up a conversation with her. Nick, oil-rig worker, a reluctant participant on a blind date gone wrong. Extremely handsome, interesting, and easy-going, with a fascinating wit and a deep, husky voice, the man had almost convinced Paige to go out with him.

It figured that the lying psychopath would zero in on her. They always did.

Worst of all? She could still feel how badly she’d wanted him.

“You need to give them a chance,” Ronnie insisted, distracting Paige from her gloomy thoughts. “Talk to them at least. Like that cute guy who kept sending drinks your way even though you kept turning them down.”

A frat boy interested in taking a stroll on the kinky side. No, thank you. Either they ended up disappointed or she freaked out. Both options were unacceptable, really. And unpleasant. Not to mention totally unsexy.

“You need more than drinks to impress a bartender,” Paige answered with a wink.

“So that’s me,” Ronnie said as they turned onto her street, and she pointed at a building. “Thanks for getting me home.”

“No problem. It was on my way.”

Paige would have gone straight home because she was dead on her feet, but she was about to have three days off in a row. She needed to make sure all was in order at Rosita’s, especially as she had been the one closing and at the moment couldn’t recall if she’d verified the lock. Besides, Paige’s colorful roommate was having her boyfriend over. The only thing they did more than fuck was fight, so she was not in too much of a hurry to get into that mess.

She parked in front of the restaurant. Time to make her OCD proud.

The lock on the roller shutter was closed. She opened and closed it again, fixing the moment in her mind, and pulled at it three times to ensure she wouldn’t forget.

Then from the corner of her eye, she detected movement in a nearby parked car, the door ajar.

There was a man inside, hunched over, one leg out.

Probably one of those inebriated morons who thought they drove better intoxicated. She’d met her fair share of those. He didn’t make a sound. No drunken babble or dribble, but it was cold outside. Maybe he was freezing. Or choking on his own vomit.

Paige approached. “Yo, buddy, you okay?”

No answer. The guy wasn’t moving, his head still flung forward. She couldn’t see properly through the window, so she opened the door a bit more, and the huddled figure tipped sideways until his face was half-buried in her stomach. Not cool. At all. She took a step backward and noticed a fresh splotch on her dress. Oh, God. That was blood. Real blood. Thick. Sticky. Dripping from the side of his abdomen too.

She reached for him, and the second she touched him, a strong hand clamped on her forearm.

The man lifted his bloody face to her, his expression a snarl, his deep-blue eyes cold and murderous. Suddenly, he shoved a gun against Paige’s neck.

Oh, shit. She knew that man. “Nick?”

NICO HAD TROUBLE focusing. Everything was blurry. Distorted. He narrowed his eyes, his trigger finger twitching. The image in front of him sharpened little by little: a bride covered in blood. Looked like the Grim Reaper had gotten a makeover just for him. What an honor. Or maybe he was hallucinating. It wouldn’t be the first time tonight.

“It’s me. Paige,” the bride blurted.

Who? He couldn’t recognize the face, but her eyes were strangely familiar. Not sensing any immediate danger, he lowered his gun. It must have been the right call because the bride didn’t grab his weapon and shoot him with it.

He let her go and put pressure on the wound beneath his ribs, his hand sinking into warm blood. How he had any left, he didn’t know.

“You’re bleeding,” he heard her say. “Have you been shot?”

And drugged. Or poisoned. Hell, both probably. He wasn’t sure he could articulate so many words, so he just nodded.

“You need a doctor. A hospital,” she continued.

“No hospital,” he choked out. A hospital meant police. Too many questions. If by any miracle he managed to survive, he didn’t want to wake up in a government black site. Or in a hole in the jungle, compliments of the cartel.

The bride hesitated for a second. “Okay. No hospital. But you can’t stay here.”

That was true. Remaining in the open was a sure death sentence.

Without waiting for his response, she sprinted around the car. Then he heard the door of the passenger side open and felt her beside him.

“Lift your ass when I tell you to,” she ordered, grabbing him by his armpits and taking a deep breath. “Now.”

With the last of his strength, Nico obeyed, gritting his teeth, almost blacking out from the agonizing pain in his side. She was small, but damn if she didn’t manage to drag him over the console onto the passenger seat.

“Sorry,” she whispered, flinching as she helped him bend his knees over the gear shift. Then she ran to the driver’s side, jumped in, and revved the engine.

Nico struggled to keep conscious, but his vision became fuzzy again. Fuck, not now. He had to get to a safe location before he passed out completely. “Where are we going?” Hopefully she was not turning him in, because he was too weak to mount any substantial resistance.

She didn’t answer, just continued driving, throwing furtive glances his way.

He tried to fight the blackness, but he couldn’t. He was drifting away. Resignation blanketed him, dulling his senses as his body started shutting down. He looked at his driver. Vintage wedding dress, covered in blood. Military boots. Spiked choke collar. Crazy hair. Black lips. Weirdly pretty raccoon eyes. He’d always thought the last thing he would see in this world was the snarl of the guy sending him to hell.

If a beautiful Goth bride was the last image he witnessed before biting the big one, he was happy. Considering the life he’d led, it was more than he deserved.

 

 

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Hard Limits is the perfect proof of why I’m so damn addicted to Elle’s stories, and this HOT Bowen universe! One of my fav reads this year and one I truly recommend to everyone out there! Better to start with the beginning of the series, though, and you’ll see what all the buzz is about! These Bowen are a guaranteed satisfaction, in every possible way *wink, wink*!!!

We first got a glimpse into these characters, Nico and Paige in Jacked Up, and immediately I was drawn to them.

Nico, the deep uncover agent slash newly positioned drug lord, and Paige, the mysterious Goth waitress of Rosita’s (Bowen family associated restaurant), seems like an apparently odd pairing, right? Well, one thing is certain, they sure left an impression on one another. That and some undeniable attraction, from their very first encounter.

“You wanted me the first time we met, but you didn’t go for it. What changed?” “I changed. I go for what I want.”

But we soon find out how truly deceiving appearances can really be, when fate decides to reunite them in the strangest and life threatening of situations. They end up giving in to their insane attraction, thinking it will be a fast burn case, but evidently thing because much more complicated. Nothing is simple about them as individuals, much less as them as a couple!

“You have no fucking clue what it’s like to wake up in a panic, terrified I said your name in my sleep and someone heard me. I dream about you every night and wake up hard and afraid. Hoping against hope no one will notice the change in me. That’s why I didn’t want you here. Because you are unraveling me piece by piece, and I fucking hate it.”
“If you hate it so much, why are you here?” she asked, standing her ground.
“Because I can’t stay away. Because I can’t fucking breathe without you. Because nothing’s worth a damn if I don’t have you. Because I’ve fucking lost my mind. Enough reasons?”

I don’t want to give too much away because as all of Elle Aycart’s books, reading it needs to be an experienced, so that you can go through all the feelings – and boy, she sure does make us feel, every-freaking-thing – and I can never get enough! From the well constructed and deep characters, enrapturing plot and vulcanic chemistry and sex scenes, Hard Limits was catapulted directly to my all time favorite list. Elle Aycart gave us in Hard Limits a passionate and enthralling novella that will surely get you just as hooked on her books as I am. Nico and Paige were absolutely perfect – in their own and particular away, of course! And HOT, did I say HOT already?! LOL

This book was such an amazing surprise (since I was expecting Morgana’s book to be next), but the best kind of surprise. It tidied up my Bowen craving and gave me the delicious Nico and the captivating Paige, but like the true greedy b!tch that I am, now I want Morgana!!! Counting down the days here!!! Pretty please… <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 

“For years there was nothing in my life but darkness and thirst for revenge, whatever the personal cost. Nothing else mattered. Then you came waltzing into my bleak existence, with your quirks and your crazy hair and your lovely smiles, and you fucking blinded me. I should have let you go, but I couldn’t. I just fucking couldn’t, and now you are my priority. I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Because I love you.”

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After a colorful array of jobs all over Europe ranging from translator to chocolatier to travel agent to sushi chef to flight dispatcher, Elle Aycart is certain of one thing and one thing only: aside from writing romances, she has abso-frigging-lutely no clue what she wants to do when she grows up. Not that it stops her from trying all sorts of crazy stuff. While she is probably now thinking of a new profession, her head never stops churning new plots for her romances. She lives currently in Barcelona, Spain, with her husband and two daughters, although who knows, in no time she could be living at the Arctic Circle in Finland, breeding reindeer.

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