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BOOK TOUR & EXCERPT + REVIEW: UNTIL SAGE (Until Him #2) by Aurora Rose Reynolds

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UNTIL SAGE

Series: Until Him #2

Author: Aurora Rose Reynolds 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: May 9, 2017

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Meet Sage & Kimberly in Until Sage by Aurora Rose Reynolds

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Synopsis

Sage Mayson had Kimberly Cullen once, and the memory of that brief encounter has tortured him since the moment he pushed her away. He should have followed his gut, but he didn’t, and now he’s left watching the woman he wants more than anything from afar.

Kimberly vowed to protect her heart from Sage, but when her sister is murdered and her world starts to fall apart, he’s the one person she finds herself leaning on.

Getting a second chance is something Sage knows is rare. He’s not going to squander the one he’s been given, and he won’t take no for an answer when it comes to making Kim his.

But what Sage doesn’t know is Kim has a secret that could leave them both devastated and heartbroken.

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“He apologized. Don’t you think you should do the polite thing and at least hear him out?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know, or you’re just too scared to find out what will happen if you do?”
“Do we have to do this right now?” I sigh, and he tosses his arm around my shoulders and pulls me into his side.
“We’ve been doing this for months now. I’ve seen the way you look at him when you think no one will notice, and I see the way he looks at you, not giving a fuck if everyone sees. Even when he thought you and I were a thing, he still made it perfectly clear to those who were watching that if by some chance he got a shot, you would be his.”
“I really think you are reading way too much into this.”
“Am I?”

 

 
 

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OMG!!! Can’t believe Sage’s story is finally here! Seems like forever since we got the first glimpse into these two’s story in Until Jax, and I’ve been counting down the days until I could get my grabby hands in this book, meanwhile I got even more curious every time we got another tiny snippet in every Until series book from then until now. I have to say all the wait was worth it, Until Sage was pure Aurora Rose Reynolds classic – we get the Until November feel, the first and for me still one (if not the) best of hers – that I adore so much, and irrefutable proof of way she is not of my all time favorite authors.

Sage and Kimberly had an instant attraction, from the very first second they laid eyes on one another. Physical attraction was the first impact, and no wonder, because by Kim’s description of Sage, even I was drooling. 

Hot is the only word filtering through my head as I take him in.

I was wrong; hot isn’t the right word. I don’t think there’s one in the English language to properly describe him.

I have to take a second here to say kudos to the author, because that cover! Oh boy, besides being in total cover lust with it’s gorgeousness, the model fits Sage’s description perfectly! One of my favorite covers this year, it’s been on my mind since I got the first sighting, and I could be happier with how true it fitted the character. 

Back to Sage and Kim’s story, their meeting was unexpected and created feeling in both of them that they couldn’t ignore, but Kim was spot on when she says that a man like Sage could break her heart.

I would normally say no to any kind of anything with a man who looks like him. A man who looks like he has the ability to break your heart with one smile. But there is something telling me that if I pass up his invitation, I will regret it for the rest of my life.

And I’m not spoilering it for you, because if you read the previous books, you know that after their whirlwind first meeting and first twenty four hours where their relationship developed at the speed of light, it all came tumbling down, because of a unfortunate event, and consequently, Sage making the mistake of his life and screwing everything up.

“Did you apologize?”
“Yeah.” I did apologize, but I knew the second I did that it was too late. The sadness I left her with had changed into anger, leaving me no shot at fixing what I broke.
“If she’s important to you, do it again, and again, and again, until she understands you’re sorry. Really fucking sorry,”

And here resides the reason for which, even though I adored this story, I haven’t rated it even higher. The events I was so looking forward to seeing, and the major groveling I was hoping to witness from Sage, are just brushed through, or even skipped. I know we got a glimpse into them in the previous books, but I was hoping to see from the inside of their mind – specially his – the events that caused the rupture, and seeing first hand his insistent groveling- Don’t get me wrong, we still get a bit of those, but not in sufficient depth to satisfy my demand for justice/fairness. Ok, you got me, I really wanted to see him crawl for her forgiveness, LOL!

I don’t know of another man who would put their ego aside and do what Sage did. I don’t know of another guy who would care enough to even try to win back someone they barely know.

That being said, rest assured, because he did grovel some, and his insistence and the final gesture that finally begun to restore her trust and allowed her to give him a change was epic and SO swoon worthy!

I had already known I cared about her before, but when I heard she was dead, my heart stopped beating, making me realize even though we hardly know each other, my heart had at some point claimed her as its own.
Gritting my teeth, I look down at the woman in my arms. It’s too soon for me to make my intentions clear, especially with everything that has happened, but she is mine, and will be until the day I die if I get my way.

Sure, him always being certain of his feelings for her, and her role in his life and future helped his case a lot, making mine and Kim’s heart melt with his charm, love and care. He knew she was his Boom, his future. Of that he was certain!

It’s not about his hands or his mouth on me. It’s his presence that affects me. He has the ability to become the sun I so desperately need in order to survive, and I’m afraid if I allow myself to feel all that warmth, when he’s gone, I won’t be able to live in the shadows.

They were equally drawn to one another, their chemistry was undeniable, even in her hurt, Kim was well aware of it, and never doubted his power over her, her body and heart. But what she didn’t know was that his feelings run as deep as hers. That for him, she was THE ONE. 

“It was you. You ruined me for anyone else. You didn’t even know you were doing it, but did it all the same.”

Now, Sage just had to prove to her, show her, and make her see how he saw her himself. That she was everything to him. That Kim was HIS!

Seeing those boots, I know going slow just went out the fucking window. I want her. No… want is too tame a word. I fucking need her.

So fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect. All fucking mine.

See what I mean by classic Aurora Rose Reynolds?! Sage was pure Alpha deliciousness at its best! The favorite kind of Romance hero there is for yours truly, and ARR’s are just the perfect combo! Truly irresistible!

God, I will never tire of this. I will never get tired of his weight on top of me and his strength surrounding me. Really, I know I will never get tired of him.

Add to all that alpha manliness, some wickedly naughty and steamy HOT sexy moments along with one seriously panty-melting dirty mouth and this is one story set to get you hooked from the very beginning until the next book’s teaser. 

Getting down on my knees, I spread her open and blow across her wet sex.
 “Sage.”
“Shhh, I want to eat in silence.”

Was I right or not? Best kind of tingling guaranteed! As you see, if you haven’t read this one yet, you need to get on it! Aurora Rose Reynolds really gave us all the feels in this book. Brilliant in depth insight into the couples relationship, and how it evolved, but we also got sighting of the couples we love most from the previous books, as well as the upcoming ones, What and emotional journey this was, I have just finished and am already craving more ARR! She is completely addictive! Now I start a new count down, because I need Mallory’s book STAT!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 

“Serious as shit, the first moment I saw you I thought for sure the universe was fucking with me. I think that’s the moment I fell in love with you.” Did he just say he loves me? “How? I do not fucking know. I didn’t know who the fuck you were, but I swear to Christ, I knew there was something in you that had always belonged to me.”

“Thank you for giving this to me. Thank you for giving me everything.”
“If I could give you the world, I would.”
“I don’t need the world. All I need is you.”

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Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who’s husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She’s married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it’s beauty.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: FROM THIS DAY FORWARD (A Sex & Vows Novella) by Fiona Davenport

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Quinn Evans knew Jenna Davis was the woman for him the moment he spotted her. Five years, a stint in the military, and the longest engagement in the history of mankind hasn’t changed his mind.

It’s a good thing there are only three months to go until their wedding because he’s about ready to toss her over his shoulder for a quick ceremony at the courthouse. But when she turns up missing, all bets are off as he races the clock to rescue his bride… and their unborn child.

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“Here, you need to stay hydrated,” I instructed gently as I held out the beverage. She took it with a roll of her eyes but tipped it to her lips. With her head back, the long column of her throat was exposed and it was sexy as hell. My girl was more fucking gorgeous every day. When she’d drunk the last of her water, I sat down on the plush, emerald green couch and lifted her into my lap.

“Baby—” I started.

“I haven’t even had a second to process this, Quinn,” she interrupted. She buried her face in her hands and groaned. “How the fuck did this even happen?”

“Well, when a man and a woman—” I broke off with a laugh when Jenna smacked my bicep.

“That’s not what I mean and you know it, smartass. We’ve been careful. . .haven’t we?”

Clearly, Jenna hadn’t realized how many times we’d fucked without a condom since I’d been home. If she had asked me to put one on, I would have. I would give her anything. But she’d been too caught up in our passion to notice, and I had no problem taking full responsibility for that.

I’d been determined to knock her up as soon as the ink was dry on our marriage license anyway. The only thing that would’ve made me happier than knowing she was carrying our child would’ve been to have a wedding band on her finger. I lifted her hand to my mouth and kissed the solitary engagement ring.

“I hate knowing the mother of my child isn’t bound to me completely. I’m ecstatic to be a husband and dad.” I couldn’t help grinning like a lunatic.

Jenna laughed when she clocked my expression. “You’re too damn adorable, Quinn. How am I supposed to resist you?”

My grin widened even further. “You’re not.” My mouth crashed down over hers, and I kissed her deeply until we were both panting with need. “Why even try?”

 

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A new Fiona Davenport’s is here, and a Sex & Vows novella to boot – one of my fav series -, so I twice as happy!

In From This Day Forward, Fiona gives us the beautiful story of Jenna,  I’m Yours, Baby Weston’s sister, and the handsome and very alpha, Quinn.

These ladies, gave us their usual victorious formula in this light-hearted, super sweet and über steamy story, where we pass superficially by their very first meeting and the first years into their relationship where they were some time apart, each developing their professional future, and come to focus on their present life on the verge of their big day, the most anticipated wedding. 

I love seeing this established couples stories – Sex & Vows novellas – that give us more an insight into their love story, and how their fit their ever growing romance with their every day lives. And these two were so incredibly realistic characters, that we feel their emotions and daily events like our own. Add to that some crazy HOT sex scenes, one smoking hot alpha with plenty of caveman traits, and hint of suspense, and you have this delicious novella to read in one sitting! Pure smutty deliciousness! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“You don’t even know me.”
Unable to resist the temptation of her pale, creamy skin, I ran the back of my hand down her soft cheek. “Not your name, but I knew you the second I laid eyes on you.”
“You can’t possible know anything about me!” she scoffed.
I cupped her face in my palms and stared into those green depths, seeing the other half of my soul.
“I know you’re mine. That’s all I need to know.”

 
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Hello! My name is Fiona Davenport and I’m a smutoholic. I’ve been reading raunchy romance novels since… well, forever and a day ago it seems. And now I get to write sexy stories and share them with others who are like me and enjoy their books on the steamier side. Fiona Davenport is my super-secret alias, which is kind of awesome since I’ve always wanted one.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW & GIVEAWAY : TOO HARD TO FORGET (Romancing the Clarksons #3) by Tessa Bailey

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TOO HARD TO FORGET

Series: Romancing The Clarksons #3

Author: Tessa Bailey

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 25th, 2016

Publisher: Forever

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The third book in New York Times bestselling author Tessa Bailey’s Romancing the Clarksons series about four siblings on a cross-country road trip, perfect for fans of Gena Showalter and Julie James!

 

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Synopsis

This time, she’s calling the shots.

Peggy Clarkson is returning to her alma mater with one goal in mind: confront Elliott Brooks, the man who ruined her for all others, and remind him of what he’s been missing. Even after three years, seeing him again is like a punch in the gut, but Peggy’s determined to stick to her plan. Maybe then, once she has the upper hand, she’ll finally be able to move on.

In the years since Peggy left Cincinnati, Elliott has kept his focus on football. No distractions and no complications. But when Peggy walks back onto his practice field and into his life, he knows she could unravel everything in his carefully controlled world. Because the girl who was hard to forget is now a woman impossible to resist.

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“I don’t know, Peggy.” He whirled on her, closing in until she was forced back onto the desk. “I had an All-American on my squad this morning and now I don’t. That’s all I know.” He pointed a finger toward the window. “I solve problems down on the field. Saving people isn’t my job.”

Saving people. God, there was such a wealth of regret and pain in those two words. But he couldn’t hear it and she couldn’t address it. Letting him know she saw right through his façade to the hurt beneath might force Elliott to close himself off. “You didn’t always limit yourself. Why are you doing it now?”

“Accepting things that can’t be changed isn’t a limitation. It’s realistic.”

“But how will you know if something can’t be changed unless you try?”

“When it comes to certain things, Peggy, trying leads to losing.” He was in her face now, the mint from his toothpaste familiar and inviting where it slid over her lips. “And I don’t lose.”

No one ever stood up this man but her, and she wouldn’t be cowed now. “No? You’re out a receiver.” She hitched herself up on his desk. “I’d call that a loss.”

The tips of his shoes met Peggy’s, his hands gripping the furniture on either side of her hips. “Who do you think you are, little girl? Coming into my office and telling me what I’ve done wrong?” His eyes were brilliant in their vexation, the attraction he was trying so hard to fight. “Where do you get the goddamn bravery?”

“The bravery is what you liked best about me,” she breathed, heat sizzling in a downward V toward her thighs. “Isn’t it?”

“No. That bravery is what almost led to my downfall.” His hands found her bottom, jerking her to the edge of the desk. “I resented it. Still do.”

“Liar,” Peggy whispered, easing her thighs wider. “You’re dying for an excuse to head for another downfall.” When her legs were as open as she could spread them, she leaned up to Elliott’s ear and let her breath shake loose. “One thrust.”

Elliott’s right hand came up out of nowhere, molding over Peggy’s mouth as his hips crowded into the notch of her legs. With a quick maneuver to recline her halfway back, Elliott’s erection found the apex of her thighs, delivering an aggressive pump against her underwear that sent a scream climbing up Peggy’s throat, only to be trapped by his hand. Knees jerking up out of reflex over the rush of sensation, an orgasm almost—almost— broke past the surface, sending her waters rippling out on all sides. Her legs wanted to hug Elliott’s waist, her voice wanted to beg for one more, one more, one more, but he shook his head, denying her, even though his gaze was hot, a low groan issuing from his harshly masculine mouth.

He leaned in and nipped the lobe of her ear. “Next time, ask for two.”

 

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Boy, oh boy, Tessa Bailey sure created a challenging and surprising read in Too Hard To Forget, guaranteed to touch some readers’ hard limits but SO worth the risk!

For those of you that, like me, know and love the Clarkson family from the previous installments, Peggy is the baby sister. The apparently bubbly, confident, sassy and so full of life, young woman, is the living proof that appearances aren’t always what they seem, but even her own distant mother knew her daughter’s contrasting personality facets hid a immense pain and hurt that went beyond their family issues.

Peggy the bombshell. Peggy the liar. Peggy the mediator. Peggy the grief-stricken. The angel. The devil. The baby. The old soul.

And right she was, because Peggy hid a great secret, one that cause her pain like no other – a secret relationship, three years prior, and a shattered heart by the only men she ever loved, Elliott – so that she was decided, in this trip, to solve that, once and for all, so that she could hope to truly move on and find a her happy ending.

Love, or even the illusion of it, wouldn’t be happening anytime soon, though. Not until she accomplished her mission in Cincinnati.

Peggy was then a woman on a mission. One she would achieve no matter what.

Well, you know what they say about the best laid plans! LOL! Yes, she had a good game plan, but she forgot to account for their insane chemistry and her body and hearts’ pull to Elliott.

Her libido was just confused. That had to be all.
If nothing else, that confusion was another reminder that she’d come to Cincinnati to steal back the love she’d given Elliott. To bury the past and move on with a clear mind and heart.

Denial sure is a powerful thing! Rest assured because Elliott’s tops hers off by a mile. Coming from an extremely religious background, Elliott was already leaving with a huge amount of guilt and remorse due to his wife’s recent death, so when Peggy, a young and beautiful college student crosses his path and creates in him a world of feelings he never before felt – want, lust and even love – and to a level he could never foresee or deal with. So, when at a crossroad presented itself, he chose to hurt Peggy in such a way, that would drive her away from his life forever. Thinking it was for her best, he had no idea that Peggy never moved on and was so stuck in the past that she would do anything to get rid of the strings that attached her heart to Elliott’s.

“Did you come back here to make my life hell, Peggy?” he growled. “Answer me honestly. Because you’re succeeding.”
“You always did equate me with hell, didn’t you?” she said, almost to herself, before she seemed to snap back to the here and now. “You’re tripping if you think I would drive all the way from California just to bother you, Elliott.”

Things didn’t quite go as expected, for either of the parts, when Peggy came back into Elliott’s life. Old feelings are brought to light, old wounds reopened and new ones created. Add a teenage daughter to the mix, a brother and best friend living in a denial of their own, and their scorching attraction, Too Hard To Forget was a rollercoaster ride! 

“Bet you love knowing that sliver of stomach you showed me today in the car made it necessary to jerk off in my office with the door locked.”

Peggy’s return really was a two edged sword, he both loved and hated what they had, and had to face that he needed to come to peace with his guilt and past. That proved to be a long and hard task, but Elliott overcame it, and realized his failures and that he needed Peggy, she was not his downfall but his lifeline.

“Done. It’s mine now, Peggy. I made us go without one another for three years and these failures are mine. They were mine when they happened. And they’re mine now.”

Obviously, because Tessa always gives us the good stuff – aka – HEA -, eventually they both cleared out their pain, and made peace with their decision, but in the meanwhile we got so smoking HOT, off-the-charts, tension filled, sex scenes, that caught even yours truly – and considering I’m the farthest from prude – of guard and even a bit irked. I know, I know, I never thought I would say this because come on, Tessa is the Queen of Dirty Talk, and I love every single word coming out of her heroes mouth, but in Elliot she took it to a whole new level, and there was one single element  – which I will not describe, so that I don’t spoil it for any of you – in their sex scenes that didn’t sit quite well with me. Don’t get me wrong, I still devoured them, like the pervy I confess to be, but if that hadn’t been there it would have been perfect for me.
Too Hard Too Forget really was an incredible, refreshing and surprising second chance romance story. True to Tessa’s books, it was beautifully written, deep character development, and ALL the feels!!! And dear Lord, I CAN’T wait for Belmont and Sage’s story! I’m almost sure he will go straight to my all time best boyfriend list! Anxiously counting down the days here!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

“A fool is the kind of man who pushes away someone who makes him laugh. Makes him think. Makes him want to try harder and love harder and live harder. Live at all. That’s what Peggy Clarkson did for me. Twice in my life. Twice more than I earned. And this heart she woke up inside me loves her. It’ll beat for her until it stops altogether.”

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Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days.

Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.

She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of eight years and four-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.

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SON OF BEARD

Series: The Dixie Wardens Rejects MC #3

Author: Lani Lynn Vale

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: April 27, 2017

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Truth Alan Reacher was a biker. He was a bladesmith. What he was not, was a fool.

The moment he walked in on his girl screwing his cousin on his bike, he does the only thing he can do.

He ditches the bike seat—and the girl—riding right out of her life without a backwards glance.

That is until he’s forced to attend the marriage of his cousin to his cheating ex-girlfriend.  The only bright spot of the entire thing was watching some chick go off on the groom—the groom’s ex-fiancé—right in the middle of the bouquet toss.

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Verity Ruthann Cassidy was supposed to be here today attending this wedding as the bride, not watching the festivities as a guest from the chairs she’d painstakingly purchased covers for while her fiancé—now her ex-fiancé—screwed around on her with another woman.

The icing on the wedding cake that she refuses to eat? She’s forced to attend the wedding due to her mother being the wedding planner.

However, the night doesn’t turn out quite the way she expects it due to the hot-as-hell biker sitting in the chair directly beside her. The man gave one hell of a speech during the reception that sounded like something that could have come straight out of her own mouth, and she enjoyed every single second of it.

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Thrown together under similarly lousy circumstances, the two newly single jilted former lovers of the happy couple decide to go to Vegas on what was to be Verity’s honeymoon trip.

One thing leads to another, and the next thing they know, their night has gone from a celebration of being single to a marriage—to each other.

Verity and Truth now have to figure out if everything that happens in Vegas should stay in Vegas.

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“In true Lani Lynn Vale fashion, this plays like a movie, that has you going through all the feels. Super hot sexy times, major drama, and the perfect amount of danger to make things interesting but not over the top.” – MJ’s Book Blog and Reviews

“Son of a Beard is one WILD, ACTION-PACKED RIDE!”– Dani Hodge

“If you love a hot bladesmith, MC biker, former SEAL, with killer tattoos and a beard, with a strong and confident woman by his side when he allows, Then go and read this book. You won’t be sorry.” -Alpha Book Club

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“One man’s used up slut is another man’s brand new bride.”

Is this or is this not one of the best opening lines EVAH?! Best best-man speech ever!!! LMFAO

Lani Lynn Vale sure gave us one hell of a ride with Son of a Beard!!! Of course with a tricky premise like this one, it was set to be one surprising story, and that it was!

Truth caught the surprise of a lifetime when he arrived home and caught his live in ‘girlfriend’ screwing his cousin on his bike. Mind you, his shock and rage wasn’t for the woman herself but for his bike! That says all about their ‘relationship’ and what she meant to him. The desecration of his precious bike was the big issue!

My bike meant the world to me, and I hadn’t been able to sit on it without thinking about them since then.

Verity’s situation with her cheating fiancée (the one caught screwing Truth’s girlfriend) was even worse, specially with the way she was confronted by the situation. Poor woman.

But well there is always a silver lining, and theirs is their meeting in the wedding from hell. And a second one, that EPIC best man speech!

And boy, oh boy was that a meeting, the attraction was immediate and they sure took advantage of the crappy situation they were on. Their bodies demanded it so!

I wasn’t normally so slutty, but hell, if you saw this man, you’d have jumped at the chance to do him, too!

Of drunken trip to Las Vegas and their life would never be the same! 

Truth was the very personification of hermit, all he wanted was his life of solitude with his blacksmith trade but when fate again brought Verity to his doorstep, she ended up blowing that all away. 

I’m with her, what is so damn sexy about a sweaty hot man pounding metal to submission? I don’t know, but I totally got her. Irresistible!!!

“Bladesmith,” he muttered, still not taking his eyes off of what he was hammering.  “Different set of training, and different set of skills are required to do the two.”

He was just as intrigued by her, with her proper facade, but out of the boy personality. Verity was everything he craved and never dreamt he wanted.

God, she sounded so prim and proper that I wanted to strip the pants from her lower half and fuck that proper right out of her.

And rock her world he did, but definitely not as much as she rocked his. They were the perfect match, and sarcastic, witty and sassy lines between them, more than prove it.

“You don’t have any time for you?” he tilted his head to study me.
He was now leaning against my GG’s china cabinet, and I realized how out of place he looked in front of it.
“I blow.”
He blinked.
“That’s good news, I guess,” he drawled.

LOL, this sure was one of Lani’s most hilarious couple. Verity really brought Truth’s best features to light, and I loved every single second of it!

“Didn’t realize you let women fight your battles, Son.” Truth’s father backed away, taking a hold of his wife’s arm. “Though I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you can’t handle your business.”
“I can handle my business,” Truth said, leaning back into his chair. “It’s just sexier when she does it for me.”

Don’t get me wrong, Truth isn’t by any means perfect. There was one moment there when he was trying to push her away, that he said some horrible things to Verity – even though he had his reason for it – so bad that I wanted to nut punch him, but after a away she could see way he had done it, and ended up fighting for him. I wish it had been him taking the first step (ok, he tried) for their reconciliation, but it also proved to us what a strong and intelligent woman she is. 

Certainly all the HOT sex had something to do with her fast forgiveness, I’m sure. These two were explosive together!

“You feel so fucking good, baby. Like a dream,” I rasped, sweeping my lips up the line of her jaw.

It was incredible to revisit all the previous couples, and their women insight on their men really was spot on. Perfect description for these Dixie Wardens Rejects MC men!

“But there’s this thing about the man you love,” she whispered, not caring that the man she loved was standing at her back, listening to every word. “They can drive you insane, but at the end of the night, when you’re in their arms, everything that was wrong with that day ceases to exist.”

Son of a Beard really was a kick ass ride. Action packed, hilarious ROFL moments and amazing character and relationship development from start to finish. Lani Lynn Vale never let’s us down (ok, maybe a little, because I NEED to know Ghost’s identity!!!), and this book and series is yet another proof of her immense talented in creating unforgettable stories. Can’t wait for Jessie James story! Actually I want ALL of the rest of the gang’s books like, yesterday!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

“I trust you completely, Truth. With my heart and with my body,” she whispered.  “You’re a good man.”

But, most of all, I loved how he loved me.  Without limits. He didn’t care that anyone thought he was whipped or too attentive to me. He only cared about what he and I thought, and that was everything.

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REVIEW & EXCERPT TOUR: LOST RIDER (Coming Home #1) by Harper Sloan

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LOST RIDER

Series: Coming Home #1

Author: Harper Sloan

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 25th, 2017

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In Lost Rider, the first Western romance in New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Harper Sloan’s Coming Home series, an injured rodeo star encounters an old flame but will she be just what he needs to get back in the saddle?

Maverick Austin Davis is forced to return home after a ten-year career as a rodeo star. After one too many head injuries, he’s off the circuit and in the horse farming business, something he’s never taken much of a shine to, but now that it’s his late father’s legacy, familial duty calls. How will Maverick find his way after the only dream he ever had for himself is over?

Enter Leighton Elizabeth James, an ugly duckling turned beauty from Maverick’s childhood—his younger sister’s best friend, to be exact, and someone whose heart he stomped all over when she confessed her crush to him ten years back. Now Leighton is back in Maverick’s life, no longer the insecure, love-stricken teen—and Maverick can’t help but take notice. Sparks fly between them, but will Leighton be able to open her heart to the one man who broke it all those years ago?

Written in the vein of Diana Palmer and Lindsay McKenna, this Texas-set series is filled with sizzle, heart, and plenty of cowboys!

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I should tell Quinn and Clay that he’s here. But one look at him and it’s like the last ten years have never passed and I’m back at the bonfire, the awkward high schooler uncomfortable in her own skin. Marching away from him in the woods. It was the last time I saw him. How is it possible that he can affect me this much after all this time?

He hasn’t noticed me, not with his head bowed, so I quickly turn around and focus on Pastor John as he finishes up his prayer. Him being here means nothing. I should be happy that I remember the pain from that night so well, it will make keeping my walls up around him so much easier.

“On behalf of the Davis family, I want to thank everyone for coming today. At this time, the family has asked for some time alone as they say their good-byes. They wanted me to remind everyone that the PieHole will be opening up for a few hours tonight starting at five for anyone that wishes to join them.”

I keep my arm around Quinn, not looking back to where I saw Maverick. I can hear the church slowly emptying and I feel a frown pull at my lips. I had hoped that when everyone started to leave that he would have come up front to be with his family, but so far, the pew we’re in is still empty save for the three of us. We sit and wait for everyone to leave, something that Clay had asked Pastor John to make arrangements for in place of the customary recessional, knowing that no one in this town would really mean a word of it anyway. Plus, I know Quinn is having a hard time. Regardless of the fact that she wasn’t the closest with her father, she was really counting on this—Maverick home. She’s still shaking in my arms, but when I look over at Clay I realize his silence isn’t because of the heaviness of Buford’s death, but instead anger over his brother’s absence that has started to build to a boil. I fear that he’s seconds away from tipping over the edge.

I stand when Clay and Quinn do, but hang back at the edge of the row we had been sitting in as they meet Pastor John and gather their father’s ashes. I can’t wait to get out of these heels. If it would have been acceptable to wear my boots, I would have, but Quinn would have killed me. As it is, I feel like I can’t take a deep breath with how tight my dress is against my chest. I never wear tight shirts. I haven’t since my boobs became beasts of their own right. I’m too busy fiddling with the straps of my dress, trying desperately to get some of the pressure against my chest to ease up so I could take a deep breath, when I heard Quinn gasp.

“Mav!” Next thing I know she’s running past where I’m standing, her black hair streaming in the air behind her as she speeds forward right into her brother’s arms. Clay moves to stand next to me and I look up to meet his green eyes, the questions he isn’t vocalizing dancing in their emerald depths. He’s not stupid and I’m doing a crappy job at hiding the memories haunting me right now. He gives me a small smile, shifting his hold on the urn to wrap his free arm around me and pulls me into a strong hold.

“You’re shakin’,” he says against my temple and I just nod.

“I’m good, Clay. Go see your brother.”

“I’m fine right where I am, sugar.”

I keep my eyes to the ground, focusing on his worn boots instead of looking up, hating myself for making this moment about me when I should be focused on them. Like it or not, I can’t fight the feelings that being near him bring me. I’m that stupid, naive sixteen-year-old all over again. “Let’s get out of here,” he says after a few silent seconds. I look up and give him a smile, hoping that it looks a hell of a lot braver than I feel. Inside I feel like I might puke.

“You think I could have a second with my family?”

My head shoots up at the coldness I hadn’t anticipated in Maverick’s voice. He’s not focused on me, though, instead looking at his brother with a hard expression and one brow raised upward.

“Mav!” Quinn gasps and he moves his attention from his brother to her.

“Sorry, Quinn, but I’m thinkin’ that Clay’s lady friend would understand that this should be a moment for our family and give us time alone.”

“I’ll just—”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, sugar,” Clay all but spits through clenched teeth and drops his arm to take a step forward. “You’ve got something to say, Mav, then say it.”

“Nothing to say, Clayton, I just think it would be nice for your girlfriend to give us some space.”

“My girlfriend,” he parrots sarcastically, his deep voice vibrating in anger.

“Mav.” Quinn attempts to butt in, but stops when Maverick leaves her side and turns to stalk out of the church. I should find it comical that he obviously didn’t recognize me, or hell, maybe he did and he’s just picking up where he left off ten years ago in the middle of the dark woods. I take a deep breath. “It’s okay. He’s right. Y’all need some time as a family. I’ll head over to the PieHole and start settin’ up for tonight.”

Quinn brushes a tear from her cheek and just shakes her head. I look at Clay to see him staring in the direction that his brother just left.

“You’re family,” he finally says, not looking in my direction.

“Clay, really, it’s okay. It’s been a long time since y’all were back together and I don’t need to be there for that reunion. It sucks that it takes all of this to finally bring him home, but he’s here and y’all need to make up for a lot of time lost.”

“Shut up, Leighton.”

“Don’t, Clay.”

“Don’t what? You’ve got every right to be here. You’re just as much a part of our family as he is. Hell, maybe even more so than he is at this point. So just shut up, come with us, and ignore him.”

I shake my head, the fight instantly leaving my sails, knowing I would be arguing until the end of time if I

pressed this issue.

“I can’t believe he doesn’t even recognize you,” Quinn whispers.

 

 

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Awww… Harper Sloan really gave us all the feels in this western inspired second chance romance!

I completely fell in love not only with the main characters, but all the story setting and the secondary characters, and that is saying a lot because second chance romance, as most of you know is normally not my thing, but the way Harper wrote it really captivated me and touched my heart.

Maverick and Leighton have known each other since she came into this world, and always shared a unexplainable connection, that was evident for everyone surrounding them, and even themselves, though they didn’t fully acknowledge it. But life is a bumpy road, as they, even at very young age find out, because not all the love and care can sometimes erase a life of pain, and that was what Maverick had been suffering all this childhood, which made in see no solution but to try to escape – I will not reveal all his motives, because that would ruin your ride, of course -, and for that he had to hurt the one good thing in his life, Leighton.

Young girl that she was, she never saw that her feeling were indeed reciprocated, so when Maverick decide to leave and cut all roots, she naturally couldn’t see beyond her own pain, and never again let herself get close enough to risk her heart again.

Fast forward ten years (the very start of the book) and Maverick, being somewhat forced to come back home, let’s just say he really arrived like a enraged bull in a china shop! Oh boy, was he an a major @sshole!!! But fear not, because the cowboy more than redeems himself, and it only that a very, very short time for his attitudes to awake Leigh’s feistiness and she more than is up to task to kick his butt into gear, maybe with a ‘pie-cide’ or two to the mix! LOL

This explosive clash was sure turn in a blink of an eye into sexual charged explosion, and lordy, were they hot for one another!

He needs to stop calling me that or I’ll be putty in his hands. Is there anything sexier than a deep southern drawl uttering the word “darlin’ ”? Nope—there isn’t, which is why he needs to stop that immediately.

So very true, no woman can really resist to a good southern darlin’, specially when that comes from you soulmate cowboy, which was Leighton’s case, but old wounds and a ten years of hurt don’t just blow up in the air, and her mind starts to war with her body.

I forget about everything that has ever happened between us.
My anger. His anger. It all just vanishes and it’s as if he never left.

And here is where Maverick really stood out as a amazing romantic hero, because he really opened his heart and his life to her, revealing every single thing about his past that made him leave, and he proved that he really had no choice, because staying would be dying.

No matter how much I truly did want her back then, I knew I had to cut the ties that connected our hearts.

Maverick really was a dreamy male MC, we could feel in his every thought how much Leigh meant for him, how much he loved her and thought he was doing what was best for her by leaving, even if it killed him to stay away. Since forever he craved her more than anything.

All she had to do was walk into a room and I forgot it all.
I forgot because she became the only thing I wanted more than my need to chase my dreams. The only thing I craved more than escaping.
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Only now I know that those dreams meant nothing without her to share them with. I gave up one thing to chase the other, and right now I’m just praying I’m not too late to fix the mistakes of my past.

For me, he more than redeemed himself, and he fought like hell to have his girl’s love back, the thing that he wanted and craved more than anything to survive.

I didn’t know what I would be comin’ home to, but I knew that I damn sure wouldn’t spend another day regrettin’ the mistakes of my actions. Not when I have the power to do somethin’ about it now. A chance.”

Yes, I’m sorry but I have to say it, because he really took the bull by the horns and did everything in his power to win Leigh. He knew it was the fight of a lifetime.

Settled in for the long run, and it’s gonna last a lot longer than eight seconds. You better believe I’m ridin’ this out with you until you buck me off. And darlin’, there hasn’t been a ride I’ve ever been more prepared for.”

I want you, Leigh. I want what’s inside of you that has always pulled me in and made me feel like I was the only man in the world.

And he sure made her feel like she was the only woman he the world. She was all he could see, the center of his universe.

She was my compass when I was lost without direction.
She was the pull I always felt to come home but never had the balls to try, knowing that it might be too late.
She was my biggest regret, but she will be my biggest accomplishment—God willing.

Once she truly let go, and embraced everything he had to offer it was just as beautiful to see/read as it was his battle. Their mutual love and devotion shone through for anyone to see. A true companionship and love beyond measure! 

He’s stronger.
I’m stronger.
Together I just know we’ll be unbreakable.

It really was an amazing love story and Maverick and Leighton stole my heart. This Coming Home series, with this incredible first installment, went straight to my favorite series, and after the glimpse we had of the rest of the Davis siblings, and fantastic setting, and story development, I can’t wait to see what Harper gives us next with Kiss My Boots, Quinn’s story! <3 <3 <3 <3

“I love you, Maverick Austin Davis. I loved you then. I love you now. I’ll love you always.”
There it is. All of her. And finally, with that, I’ve found all of me.
 “I, God,” I breathe, closing my eyes while her words wash over me before opening them again. “I love you right back, Leighton. Loved you then. Love you always.”

No . . . ridin’ doesn’t define me anymore. Not when I’ve got the love of the woman made for me. She gave me me back, and in the process, I gained everything.

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Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn’t writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: STEPBROTHER ANONYMOUS by Aria Cole

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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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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.”

 

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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.

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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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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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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.”

ARC kindly provided by the author for an honest review

In the Series

MORE THAN MEET THE INK (Bowen Boys #1)

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HEAVY ISSUES (Bowen Boys #2)

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THE BOWEN BROTHERS AND VALENTINE’S DAY (Bowen Boys #2.3)

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INKED EVER AFTER (Bowen Boys #2.5)

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TO THE MAX (Bowen Boys #3)

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HEAVY SECRETS (Bowen Boys #3.5)

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JACKED UP (Bowen Boys #4)

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About the Author

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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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