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RELEASE BLITZ & EXCERPT + REVIEW: BEAUTY IN WINTER (Beauty #4) by Alexa Riley

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BEAUTY IN WINTER

Series: Beauty #4

Author: Alexa Riley 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 20, 2017

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Synopsis

Fiona Lamb has lost everything, and her only option is to work for a reclusive billionaire to get back the one thing that’s most important to her.

Reid Gold has been cursed. He’s the alpha shifter, but he’s unable to change into his wolf and lead his pack. But one scent of his mate and everything changes.

Warning: This beauty and the beast-inspired story is quick, filthy, and over-the-top alpha. Hold on to your Kindles because Reid’s inner beast finally gets to come out and play.

 

 

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CHAPTER 1


*Fiona*

 

“Miss Lamb, Mr. Blackden is ready for you.”
I look up at the woman who has been watching me from the corner of her eye since I walked into Blackden Law Firm thirty minutes ago. I don’t blame her. I’m a mess and out of place against the elegant interior of the law firm. I know this, but I just can’t find the will to care. All I want is for this to be finished. I need to take the next step in my life and try to move on, if not for myself then for my grandma.

I told her I’d be okay and that I wouldn’t let my grief drag me down.
My grandma was buried yesterday, but final decisions on her estate had to be made. I’m here for one thing, and one thing alone. I pray there’s enough money from the sale of our home and antiques my grandma left me to cover the bill from the hospital. There is only one thing I want from all of this, and that’s the rose ring.

I want it more than anything. My grandma never took the ring off her finger since my grandpa put it there when he asked her to marry him. When I was little she’d tell me about their love as a bedtime story. Then when she got sick it was my turn to tell her the story as she lay in bed fighting for her life.

Even then I knew she was only fighting to stay with me. She didn’t want to leave me all alone in the world. I don’t remember my parents. The only family I had ever known were my grandma and grandpa, but in my eyes, they were my parents. They raised me, kept me safe, and made me feel loved. She and my grandpa were the only people I had and we’d lost him five years ago. Then it was just the two of us. But now she’s gone and I’m all alone.

I swallow the lump in my throat and stand. Reaching down, I grab my oversized bag that I’ve been carrying around since the auction. It’s all I have left. Everything else is gone.
The woman turns, heading down the long hallway, with her heels clicking on the marble with each step. She leads me to a set of double doors, the dark, carved wood gleaming. She grabs the handle and pulls one open for me. She motions for me to go in and nods as I pass.
“Thank you,” I mumble as I step through.

I hear the click of the door closing behind me as a man behind the desk on the other side of the room stands. I can see a small smile pull at his lips, but I can’t find it in me to smile back.

“Miss Lamb,” he says.

“Was there enough?” The words fall from my lips before I have a chance to think about it. And I’m not sure I care. That’s the only thing I need to know.

“Why don’t you have a seat?” He motions to one of the chairs in front of his desk, not answering my question.

I step forward, getting a better look at him. He doesn’t look like I thought he would. We talked on the phone a few times over the past weeks. His deep voice made me think he’d be a heavy-set man, but he isn’t. He’s thin and tall with brown hair and brown eyes. He gives me a bright smile, this time flashing his teeth. It makes me feel uncomfortable. Against my better judgment I do as he asks, even though I still want my answer more than anything. Something is wrong though. I can feel it.

I drop my bag next to the chair beside me, drawing Mr. Blackden’s eyes. I swear he smiles even more at the sight, and I want to shout at how unfair this all is. It’s nothing to smile at.
“We had to sell all of it, Miss Lamb.”

I close my eyes at his words and try to fight the tears. I nod, then begin to stand. What else is there to say? I don’t want to go over all the odds and ends of how everything was auctioned off. I want out of here. I want to find a cheap hotel for the night and let myself have a good cry.
Tomorrow I’ll pick myself up and see if I can get my old job back. I had to quit to be at my grandma’s side for the last few months, but I have to find something quick.

“But I can get it for you.” His deep voice penetrates my fog of sadness.
I freeze, my eyes snapping to his. He leans back in his chair, seemingly without a care in the world. He doesn’t go on. I feel as if he wants me to beg him, and to be honest, I will. I’m not above anything right now.

“How?” I ask, and he motions for me to sit back down. I drop down into the seat, but scoot to the edge.

“The ring was valued at $200,000,” he informs me. I gasp. “It had to be sold to cover the rest of the debts. Your grandmother had taken out a second mortgage on her home, and she also stated in her will to clear up any debt you had as well.”

I hang my head, my dark brown hair falling forward and shielding my face. I didn’t know she knew. I had run up some credit cards trying to make ends meet for us. I didn’t want her to know about them. I was going to take care of them later. It wasn’t something she needed to worry about.
“You said—”

“That I can get you the ring,” he finishes, sitting up in his chair. He grabs a folder and opens it. A large stack of papers sits inside it, clipped together.

“I have a job proposal for you. It’s a live-in job. You’d stay on the estate and assist the owner in anything he needs.”

“I’ll do it.” I stand up, grabbing a pen off the table. He turns the folder toward me, and I flip through the contract quickly to get to the last page. I see a place I need to sign, so I scratch my name on it quickly and toss the pen down.
When I look back up at Mr. Blackden, I watch as he grabs the papers from me, sliding them back into the folder.

“You smell fertile. Mr. Gold is going to be very pleased.”

I glance at the folder he has in his hand and wrinkle my brow in confusion. I have no idea what he’s talking about, but his words and the look on his face make me think that maybe I should have read that contract…

 

 

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PERFECT ENDING FOR THE BEAUTY SERIES!!!

Of course these ladies had to keep the best of this deliciously naughty and enchanted series for last. This was the smuttiest and sweetest of these four beauty and the beast retold tales (don’t forget to see their first book with this theme in Owning The Beast).

I know I can always count on Alexa Riley to lift my spirits after a bit of heavier read. Their insta-love, equal parts sweet and filthy stories are a guaranteed cheer-me-up. And some of their OTT crazy lines manage always to crack me up, even when least expected.

She breathes a sigh of contentment when I release into her, like she’s burning and my cum is her aloe.

LMAO!!! They really are too much! But just the right thing for when you are looking for a very light and extra tingling read with some incredibly romantic loyal and caring characters. I love these fairy tales’ adaptations, and all this series – specially this last installment – hit just the right spot at the right time!!! Oh, and that perfect AR trademark epilogue… WOW<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

He’s my other half. I am his. I know it deep down inside me. I don’t know why or how, but I am. My soul has belonged to him since the beginning of time, and now we are meeting anew.

 “This is crazy,” I say in awe.
“No, this was fate. You were meant for me as I am meant for you.”

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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

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TECHY

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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LeAnn Asher’s is a blogger turned author who spends her days reading and writing She released her debut novel early 2016, and can’t wait to where this new adventure takes her. LeAnn writes about strong minded females and strong protective males who love their women unconditionally.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: EASY MAGIC (The Boudreaux #5) by Kristen Proby

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EASY MAGIC

Series: The Boudreaux #5

Author: Kristen Proby

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 4, 2017

Cover Designer: Hansen of Okay Creations 

Photography: Sarah Eirew

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From New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby, comes the next sexy and captivating standalone title in the Boudreaux Series, EASY MAGIC. Take a trip to the Big Easy and fall in love with Beau and Mallory’s story in this passionate and magical contemporary romance. Grab your copy today!

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The Boudreaux Series. Sexy. Intriguing. Easy.

Family. Responsibility. Stability.  

As the co-CEO of Bayou Enterprises, and the eldest of the Boudreaux clan, Beau is the epitome of these. Now that his baby sister Gabby is happily settled down, Beau has moved into the company loft in the heart of the French Quarter to be closer to his office while his own home is built. He doesn’t have time for anything but the family he adores and the company that drives him.

If only the bewitching owner of the herb shop downstairs from Beau’s loft wasn’t so damn tempting. 

Mallory Adams is living the life. The good life. The best life for her. After years of hiding who she is, and the gifts she’s been cursed with, Mallory opened her little shop in the French Quarter, offering herbs and lotions for anything from soothing a sunburn to chasing those pesky ghosts New Orleans is known for out of a client’s home. Some call her eccentric, and some say she’s simply odd, and that’s okay with her. She is a bit odd, but in her experience, all of the best people are. 

When an old pipe bursts in the loft above her store, flooding her storeroom, Mallory comes face to face with Beau Boudreaux, and she doesn’t need the clairvoyant abilities that have been passed down through generations to know that she’ll never be the same. Beau is her exact opposite; serious, straitlaced. He wears suits for Pete’s sake and probably wouldn’t know the difference between arnica and flaxseed if his life depended on it. But when he touches her, the electricity is through the roof and she’s smart enough to know that a chemistry like theirs doesn’t happen every day.

Can two people so very different possibly find their way to happily ever after?

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“I’ve always had a knack for knowing what people need,” she says softly, as if she’s choosing her words very carefully. I don’t know why that bothers me. I want her to speak her mind, to not have to censor what she says.

But this is a good start.

“In what way?”

“Maybe someone has headaches, or their feet hurt. I have essential oils and herbs that can help with those things.”

I nod.

“My grandmother taught me all about alternative medicine from the time I was a child. She wasn’t crazy with it,” she says quickly, “she still believed in western medicine as well, but why take a pain reliever full of chemicals if you can just put a drop of oil on the back of your neck to get the same result?”

She shrugs and reaches for the dessert, smiles when she opens the box, and digs in with enthusiasm.

“I thought it would be fun to open a store full of those things,” she continues. “I wanted the bottles to be pretty, and everything to be tied with a bow. I wanted a place where people enjoyed coming in, even if only to browse. It smells good, the energy is calming.”

And I realize that that’s exactly how I feel whenever I’ve been in her store.

“I’d say you’ve accomplished those things.”

“Thank you.” Her smile is huge and genuine. “That’s really the best compliment I could ever get.”

“Really?” I cock a brow and watch her lashes flutter. “I’d also say you’re stunning. I want to bury my fingers in that amazing curly hair of yours.”

There must be something in the food that’s making me speak so freely. But Mallory seems to bring out my flirty side.

I’d forgotten that I had a flirty side.

Her smile slips just a bit, and her cheeks flush, and I know she’d look just like that when I’m buried balls deep inside her.

“That’s very nice of you.”

“But not what you want to hear.”

“Well, don’t get me wrong, every woman wants to be told she’s pretty.”

“I didn’t say pretty,” I reply and lean in, resting my elbows on her desk. “’Pretty’ is too dull of a word to describe you.”

“You’re an interesting man,” she says, tilting her head to the side and studying my face with narrowed violet eyes. “You just say whatever you’re feeling.”

“Not always,” I reach out to tuck her hair behind her ear and she stiffens. I pause, keeping my eyes pinned to hers before I slowly brush just the pads of my fingertips over the outline of her ear, tucking that soft curly hair, then lowering my hand back to the desk. “But I see no reason to not be honest with you.”

“I opened this shop because I love it,” she says, her voice still soft but firm. She’s not weak in any way, and that pulls at me like a siren’s song. “I want to help people if I can, even if it’s just to moisturize their hands. And I like this building.”

“There are other streets with more foot traffic.”

“And I like where I am,” she says again. “I do well here.”

“I’m glad you do.” I nod and without giving it much thought, reach out to pull my fingertips over her hand. My eyes are watching hers as I do, and I can see the hesitation just before I touch her, and then the relief when my skin rests on hers.

She doesn’t like to be touched.

“Tell me more,” I say softly.

“That’s all there is about the store.”

“Tell me about you.”

She pulls her hand out from under mine and sits back in her chair. “I think you’d better go, before I tell you more than I want to.”

I cock a brow. “I’m a fan of honesty.”

“Good.” She nods once and begins loading the empty boxes in the trash. “I’m in favor of being honest, and in that same spirit, I’m exhausted, Beau.”

“I know. I am, too.”

But I’m not ready to say goodbye to her yet. I’m afraid that we’ll go our separate ways, and I won’t see her again.

“What are you thinking?” she asks.

“That I want to see you again.”

“You live upstairs from my shop,” she reminds me. “I don’t see how we could avoid it.”

“We avoided it for a damn long time,” I say and stand, shoving my hands in my pockets. “But I won’t make that mistake again.”

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Finally Beau and Mallory are here!!! Can’t believe Easy Magic, one of my most anticipated release this year – actually, since the very first book in the series – is  live!

Easy Magic was just that, pure romantic and passionate MAGIC from the very first  word to the last. Kristen Proby gave me everything I had been hoping and dreaming for these two and a hell of a lot more! It was perfect in every delicious Cajun way!

We know Beau from the very first book of this series, as the oldest of the Boudreaux siblings, and for that very position, the stern, ‘uptight’ and most workaholic and protective of them all! Yes, he still is every bit of that, but when Mallory comes to the scene, lets just say we get to see a whole new and even hotter side of him…

Jesus, she’s the sexiest little thing I’ve seen in, well… maybe ever. She intrigues me, and she turns me on with just a look. Since when is lip biting my thing? Apparently, since now that I know Mallory.

Mallory has been distant from almost every single people surrounding her for years (in reality, almost all her life), because of the consequences and discrimination of her gift. Her emphatic and psychic nature are a part of her she tries to keep hidden, but when she’s brought into the Boudreaux fold, it didn’t stand a chance to remain a secret for long. They are too amazing to let her keep her distance!

I don’t want to know the future. That’s one thing I can’t read, and I don’t want to. I’m happy to live in the present, and let life happen.

And that’s just talking about the rest of the family, because has soon as Beau got close to her, she didn’t stand a chance – not that she fought much, lol – against his charm and his sweet and gentle nature towards her. A nature he has until then reserved just for his family. She shifts his world from its axis, as much as he give her the much need calm and peace she long for all her life.

Being touched by Beau is like being touched for the first time in my life, and I never want him to stop.

Not that they are just love and softness, given the amount of sexual chemistry always charging the environment surrounding them. The surprises happens also in the bedroom, because Beau’s alpha dominance, and their dirty talking took the things between the sheets, from hot to, in their own words, a ‘f@cking inferno’! These two were indeed the perfect balance of sweet and scorchingly hot!

“You’re moving awfully slowly,” she grumbles.
“I’m savoring this,” I whisper and kiss her collarbone. “I’ll only ever get to see you naked for the first time once. I don’t want to rush it.”

“That’s lovely,” she says. I move my hips slowly, pulling out and then pushing back inside, and she sighs.
 “Is this lovely?”
 “No, it’s fucking amazing,” she says. “It’s like you were made just for me.”
 “Because I was, sugar.” 

Awww… Beau really was a swoon worthy hero, and Mal was just as amazing. Couple that with the fantastic secondary character, which is always a pleasure to revisit, and a well thought and realistically – even with all the paranormal events and nature – developed plot, of course Kristen Proby gave Easy Magic the recipe for success! This was my favorite of the Boudreaux series, and with all the glimpses we got thought it and this book, I can’t wait for Van and Ben’s story! Biting my nails in anticipation here!

“I don’t love you despite your gifts, Mallory. I love you, period. In the end, isn’t that what we all want? Someone to choose us, to love us, no matter the circumstances?”

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

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And don’t forget to grab the first books in The Boudreaux Series!

EASY LOVE (The Boudreaux #1)

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EASY CHARM (The Boudreaux #2)

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EASY MELODY (The Boudreaux #3)

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EASY FOR KEEPS (The Boudreaux #3.5)

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EASY KISSES (The Boudreaux #4)

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Kristen Proby is the author of the bestselling With Me In Seattle and Love Under the Big Sky series. She has a passion for a good love story and strong, humorous characters with a strong sense of loyalty and family. Her men are the alpha type; fiercely protective and a bit bossy, and her ladies are fun, strong, and not afraid to stand up for themselves.

Kristen lives in Montana, where she enjoys coffee, chocolate and sunshine. And naps.

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RELEASE BLITZ & EXCERPT + REVIEW: FORBIDDEN PRINCESS (The Princess #4) by Alexa Riley

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Series: The Princess #4

Author: Alexa Riley 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 14, 2017

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Tabitha is destined to marry a king and unite her powerful family with another. But she’s never been one to do what she’s told, and she’s decided to make her own destiny.

Vlad has devoted his life to guarding his king and never thought about taking a wife. But all bets are off when a sassy, dark-haired princess appears.

These two are hot and fast, but when Tabby’s parents step in, things get messy. Can they forgo tradition and make their own way, or will the divide break them?

Warning: Okay, okay…stop asking. They get their story. Happy now?

 

 

 

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*Tabby*

Putting one last curl into Al’s hair, I step back and take a look at my handiwork.
“You look like a hooker. One of those American ones,” I tease her, smiling. I think we nailed it. My obsession with my favorite movie Pretty Woman gave me the idea to go with a Vivian Ward look. I love doing Al’s hair, but she hardly lets me anymore. It’s not like when we were little and I did it every day before she learned to do it herself.
She doesn’t like her long blonde locks, but I love them. They always make me think of a fairy tale, which seems appropriate since we are both princesses.
“As long as I don’t have to dress like a hooker, it’s perfect,” she tells me, making me laugh. I don’t think I could get Alena to show that much skin, even if I held her down and put the outfit on her myself.
“I say keep it simple on the outfit.” I walk over to the bed, picking up a dress I know will look perfect on her. I talked her into getting it forever ago, but it’s sat in the back of her closet since then. “This.”
I hold up the green dress, knowing it will make her blonde hair even brighter. She might not like her hair, but I think it makes her shine like a star. Plus, the dress is somewhat modest, coming to her knees, with little capped sleeves. It will look perfect on her. Maybe a little too perfect for our plans though. This dress might not scare away her future husband.
“I can’t wear that. I’ll have to wear heels.”
I have to stifle a laugh. Alena is the worst in heels. It’s actually pretty comical to see her in them. Like a little baby deer learning to walk.
“Yep. I’ve seen you in heels. You’re a walking accident waiting to happen. So heels it is.”
I pick up a pair of black heels that will go well with the dress. The point is to make her seem like a mess if we want to scare away the man demanding her hand in marriage. The man who will take my sister away from me. It’s always been the two of us. I still remember when Mom brought her home from the hospital. I thought she’d be mine to take care of, to protect from the crappy-ish parents we had, and that’s what I did. And that’s what I’m doing today.
We are going to send this potential husband running for the hills. Though after the picture I saw of him, I’m not sure he’s ever run from anything in his life. He has his sights set on my sweet, innocent little sister, and I don’t know if he can be stopped. She’s too soft for a man who looks like he could rip someone in half with his bare hands.
Handing her the heels, I grab my own dress. Unlike Al, I love dressing up. Hair, makeup, and clothes have been my obsession since I could walk. I slip on the tight red dress and pull at it a little to make sure it’s all in place.
“Wait, are you trying to get his attention so he’ll marry you? I thought we were scaring him off,” Alena says.
I watch as panic lights up her face. I did try and take Al’s place when I found out someone had called for her hand in marriage. I knew she didn’t want to get married, just like me. At least not to a king. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life as royalty. I want something more simple. But for Alena I’d do anything, including asking if I could take her place. I was older and had been asked multiple times, but each time, my parents turned them down. The one good thing they’d ever done for me. But when King Roman called for Al, our parents jumped all over it and he would have no one but her. From my understanding I don’t think trying to get him to look at me could possibly work. He was intent on having Alena. The only thing we could do was make him think she wasn’t that great of a catch. It’s all we could come up with. Though I have a feeling this isn’t going to work. Alena never gets how much she really glows without even trying.
But I can’t help but wonder at the look on her face. Is there jealousy there? Maybe she likes the king a little more than she’s willing to admit aloud.
“Whatever you want,” I tell her. Because I will do whatever she needs me to do. We always do that for each other. We’re a team. A team that is about to be split up.
“Girls!” my mom yells before the door opens. “Let’s go.” She gives us a glance to make sure we look presentable because that’s all she cares about. She turns and heads out of the room, a glass full of wine in hand like always. Hopefully she’s had enough to not be a total pain-in-the-ass tonight.
I watch Alena slip on the heels and almost fall over. I snort, unable to help myself, while putting my own on.
“Come on.” I lock my arm with hers to help her walk so she doesn’t hurt herself before we even get there. We make our way towards the great room with only a few minor stumbles along the way.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” Al whispers. I hate the tremble in her voice. It makes a protectiveness rise up in me “I’m so shy. I don’t know if I can make a fool of myself.”
“I’ll be right here. We’ve got this,” I reassure her.
I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll be right here to make a fool of myself right along with her. Hopefully this king will think we’re a hot mess and run for the hills, wanting nothing to do with us. She looks up at me and nods.
When we turn the corner into the great room we both freeze. Everyone looks at us, but my eyes go to one spot, and I feel every part of my body come alive.
“Holy fuck,” I whisper to myself.
The man standing against the far wall has his eyes trained on me. They are the greenest I’ve ever seen in my life. His giant arms are folded over his chest, and I know instantly from his stance he’s a guard. He’s built like a tank, with big muscles and a wide chest. His hair is so thick and dark, I know our babies would have hair just like him. Oh. My. God. I can’t believe I had that thought.
As if he can read my mind, a smirk pulls at his full lips.
Someone steps in front of him, blocking my view. I don’t know if I’m thankful for that or not. It’s then I notice it’s Roman. His eyes are focused fully on my sister. He looks almost angry. It’s then I realize it’s because she’s looking where I was looking. At the mystery man with green eyes. I can see jealousy written all over Roman’s face.
“Sweetheart, this is King Roman,” I hear our mother say.
I glance over at her and see she’s got a giant smile on her face. She’s all too happy to pass her daughter off so easily. She doesn’t care if Alena even wants to go. No, not my mother. I stare at her for a moment, and for the first time, I really feel hate for her.
Lost in my reverie, I miss Roman come flying across the room. He grabs Alena, who was tripping over her own shoes. He pulls her towards him, and I watch my sister melt into him as if she’s done it a thousand times.
I glance back to my mystery man, who’s now moved closer. He stares right at me. I feel like he can see though my clothes. His gaze roams over me as if he owns me, as if he has personal knowledge of my body. I’m used to men looking at me, but this feels different. I know he wants me, but it’s more than that. He wants to own me. The thought should piss me off. It’s why I’ve never liked this arranged marriage crap. A man showing up and taking me just isn’t going to happen. But why now, with this stranger, am I feeling a tingling all over my body at the thought?
“Hi,” I hear Al say, and it pulls my eyes reluctantly away from the man.
Her voice is awkward and doesn’t sound anything like her. I can’t help but snort. I know the sound gets her, because she starts to fight a laugh.
“Tabby,” she says, her eyes still locked with Roman’s. I’m a little shocked she’s holding his stare. “I think our plan is working.”
His eyes narrow on her. It takes everything in me not to burst into laughter. I can feel my body shaking, wanting to let the laughter go, but I fight it back.
“You can’t say that out loud. He can hear you,” I say out of the corner of my mouth, but I know everyone can hear me.
I sneak a glance at my green-eyed mystery man, wanting to focus my attention on him again, wanting to make sure those eyes are still on me. Damn, maybe I’m starting to feel that ownership crap, too. Yep, eyes still on me, only this time he’s smiling at me. It makes him not look so deadly. Unlike Alena, I can’t hold a stare, so I look away, feeling my face heat at being caught ogling him. I’m never shy, but something about him makes me feel that way.
“Roman.” My mystery man speaks for the first time. “I think she’s good.” I glance back to Alena, who’s still in King Roman’s arms, feet dangling off the ground. He places her on her feet and takes a step back. I can tell he’s fighting it. He doesn’t want to let her go.
“Tabby?” Roman says my nickname but doesn’t look at me. He won’t look away from his betrothed.
“No, I’m Alena.” My sister corrects him like she thinks it’s an honest mistake. Yeah right, this man knows who she is. If I had to guess, from the way he’s acting he knows everything about her.
“I know who you are, my princess.” He looks over at me, taking his eyes off Alena for the first time since we walked into the room. “Tabitha.” He says my full name this time. Only Alena calls me Tabby. “Can you take my princess to her room to remove these ridiculous shoes before she hurts herself?”
“Hey, she isn’t my servant,” Al snaps at him, and I watch her square her shoulders in a very un-Alena-like way.
“I help Alena with stuff all the time.” I jump in. Maybe if he thinks she needs me, I can go with them when they marry. It would be a fight with my parents because they want to marry me off, too, but Roman is very powerful. Alena frowns at my random comment, clearly not getting it. I can tell this man will do anything to have her, so maybe now I can convince him that I need to go with her. That’s what’s really been bothering us this whole time—the thought of no longer having each other. It’s always been Al and me.
“Then help her remove the layer of what’s painted on her face as well,” Roman adds.
Alena takes a step back from him, and I think she wants to smack him. She isn’t seeing what I’m seeing. I’m guessing he’s seen pictures of her before and he wants that Al. Not this made-up one we created in hopes of scaring him away. I kind of like that.
“Alena. Do as you’re told,” our mother half-whispers, half-scolds. Her scolding tone is no different, even in front of a king. I can’t fight my eye roll.
Roman turns to look at our mother. Her face is scrunched, and I can tell she’s pissed. We’re going to get it later.
“You don’t give her orders. She will be Queen in one week’s time. She doesn’t take orders.” Roman’s voice is stern and final. He just gave her a command, and it will be followed. He earned a few points in my book right there. He stood up for her and put our mother in her place.
“Except from you, I guess,” I hear Alena say, looking down at the floor and taking another step back from Roman. Clearly she’s trying to get space from him.
“All your whispers are too loud. Keep them in your head,” I tell her, a little too loudly myself. Crap, we are terrible at this.
“Alena,” Roman says, drawing our attention. He doesn’t look mad. In fact, he looks like he’s fighting a smile. Yep, we are definitely terrible at this.
“Please.” The word, laced with urgency, comes from his lips, and I can tell it’s not a word he uses often.
Al grabs my hand and pulls me from the room, clearly wanting to escape. I glance back over my shoulder to my mystery man. I don’t know his name, but from the look on his face, I don’t think I will ever escape him.

 

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Aren’t these ladies amazing?! First, To conclude this already awesome series, they give us the book we begged for, and second they top it of by creating it and delivering what was for me the best story of the series!!! So in love with Vlad and Tabby! Wow… <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“I know who you are.” Her breath hitches as the steel length of my cock moves between her legs.
“I’m yours,” I say simply and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Then I lean in and put my lips against the shell of it. “And you’re mine.”

The powerful beat of my heart connects with hers in that moment, and time stands still. Our pleasures mold together into one, and I feel my soul find its other half.

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STOLEN PRINCESS (The Princess #2)

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: HIS PRINCESS (The Princess #1) by Alexa Riley

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HIS PRINCESS

Series: The Princess #1

Author: Alexa Riley 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 21, 2016

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Alena is a princess, and with that comes responsibility. Like marrying the giant caveman King Roman, who looks more like a warrior than a ruler. Everything about him is intense. Especially the way he looks at her. But she’s been promised to him, and there’s no way out.

Roman took one look and made up his mind. Princess Alena will be his and no one will stop him from taking her. Everything about her belongs to him now, and waiting one week for a wedding isn’t going to happen.

This beast of a man might just claim his princess before she has a chance to say “I do.”

Warning: Oh, this is good. It’s so, so good. Trust us.

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Chapter 1

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“Is that him?” Tabby asks as she comes up behind me to get a better look. Her long dark hair tumbles onto my shoulder as she peers at my laptop screen. It’s as if she’s never seen the man in question. Everyone knows who King Roman is. Well, if you’re royalty you do. Right now, there’s not a royal alive who doesn’t know who he is, because he’s decided to take a wife. A wife of his choosing, and I’ve been chosen.
It’s the fate of someone with my bloodline. I don’t get a choice on who I get to marry, so when my family was presented with the arrangement, it was decided behind closed doors, and papers were signed. I’m officially the promised bride to the King, and that’s that.
I look at my future husband, and there’s no missing that Roman is a born leader. It radiates off him in commanding waves. I can even feel it through my computer screen. Though I’m not sure if he should be sitting on a throne or leading an army of men into battle. From the look on his face, you would think he was a warrior.
He’s nothing but lines and fierce angles. The man is well over six feet tall and then some. In his pictures he even towers over some of his own security. His hair is dark as night and comes to his collar, but it does little to hide his eyes, which are just as black. He’s not lean either. He’s thick and broad like a rugby player, and I can see why the public has nicknamed him The Wall. He radiates strength and power, and my hand is shaky as I click the next image.
“Tabby. I can’t marry him,” I plead with my sister.
I don’t even know how I was chosen over her. Tabby is the one men flock to. Her beauty lights up a room. I look nothing like my family.
Somehow I ended up barely over five foot with blonde hair, blue eyes, and the fairest skin. My sister, on the other hand, like the rest of my family, is almost six foot and has long black hair, deep green eyes and skin that looks like the sun kisses it every day.
I stand out in a way I don’t like. I’ve felt like I don’t belong since birth, but Tabby would never make me feel that way.
She wraps her arms around me from behind, both of us still staring at the screen. “I tried,” she says, making me gasp. I turn around and look at her.
Tabby is dreading getting married, probably because my parents have been talking about her marriage since she could walk. The worst part is, she doesn’t even want to marry royalty. In fact, she despises the idea. If it was up to her she’d have a little cottage with twenty kids and a brute of a husband. Yes, a brute. One too many romance novels and now Tabby is in love with cavemen. “I knew you wouldn’t want this.” She shakes her head. “I’m sorry, Al.”
“I can’t believe you’d do that for me.”
“You know I’d do anything for you. I’m your big sister. It’s my job.” She pulls on a strand of my hair. “I was hoping that maybe if he had agreed to marry me instead, I could bring you with me. But to be honest, I don’t even think they asked him.” She walks over to my bed and plops down on it. “He wants you.”
“Maybe. Maybe I can ask to take you with me,” I try. If I get married to this man and have to leave home, it wouldn’t be so bad if I had Tabby with me. Because when I talk about home, I don’t mean the one my parents made for us. I mean Tabby is my home. The thought of us being apart is something I don’t want to face.
“Yeah, right.”
I knew that wouldn’t be possible before the words left my mouth. Tabby is my parents’ golden ticket. She’s had so many offers of marriage we’ve lost count. But my parents turned them all down. Never rich enough, never had enough status or power. Tabby is twenty-four and still unmarried. That isn’t normal. I’m barely marrying age. I thought I had more time and even thought maybe I would never be asked. I’d hoped that I could just go wherever Tabby went.
But to my—and my parents’—shock, I was chosen. And by someone with a lot of power and money.
I turn back to my laptop, forcing myself to look at my future. Not only is Roman intimidating, the word is he rules with an iron fist. I click through pictures of him and never once do I encounter one where he’s smiling. His face is always straight and stoic, even in the pictures of him as a little boy with his mother and father.
I don’t know how long I scroll though the pictures when Tabby interrupts me. “Who’s that?” she asks, and I jump. I didn’t even feel her come up behind me.
“Princess Kaul,” I say, glancing down at the print under the picture. “Looks like they are on a date at some ball. She’s pretty,” I mutter, feeling a pang of jealousy that my husband—future husband, I correct—was out with another woman not even a month ago.
“Meh,” my sister says dismissively. “Who knows if she’s really pretty once you wipe all that shit off her face.”
I giggle.
“Why didn’t he just marry her?”
“Maybe he got all that make-up off and ran for the hills. Maybe she’s annoying. Maybe she chews with her mouth open. Who knows.”
“But he’s going to marry me without even meeting me. What if I do all that stuff? I can do all that stuff.” I turn in my chair. “Layer my face up, stuff my mouth with food so he can see every chomp. And we both know my laugh is the worst.”
“It is pretty bad,” Tabby agrees, grinning.
It’s not that it sounds funny, it’s just kinda loud. Really loud. Maybe a little infectious, too, because a few times I’ve started laughing, then Tabby and I are laughing about my laugh, and this will go on for five minutes. It drives my parents nuts, which is an added bonus.
Tabby’s eyes light up at a thought. “He’s coming for dinner.”
My shoulders drop. I don’t know why she’s excited about that.
“Maybe you can make a fool of yourself. Make him realize that you aren’t the one he wants!” Tabby jumps up, and I can see this plan is already in motion.


 
 
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Whom of you have never dreamt of having your very own Prince Charming – an OTT obsessed alpha version, of course, lol – coming to sweep you of your feet and stealing you. Oh, and have his wicked way with you, in the HOTTEST and more delicious ways?! Well if your that girl, Alexa Riley made your dream come true for Alena! She is one lucky Princess!

Can’t wait to see what comes next in this ‘modern fairytale’ trilogy! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 

“Roman, we’re in a room full of people,” I remind him breathlessly. “They are all watching us.”
“Yes, they are watching The Wall crumble for his queen.”

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About the Author


Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: BOUND (Lamian Wars #1) by C. M. Steele

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BOUND

Series: Lamian Wars #1

Author: C. M. Steele

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: February 17, 2017 

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Book I of III

A tale tells of a baby girl being born from a vampire and his human bride. She would be the sign that all would never be the same again. The wars would come to a bloody end and they would rule in peace.

Three hundred years of waiting for an answer to their problem had worn on the soul of Falcon Lombardi. and his best friend Draco Romano. The pain and guilt of the past etched in their hollow hearts. Both men spent their lives working to make things right, however nothing had truly changed in all that time. Disillusioned and left empty, neither of them expected the end of the dark to come from a trip to the theater.

How could something so twenty-first century fix the woes of a seventeenth century curse?

This is not a standalone.

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When I first heard that C. M. Steele, one of my ‘auto-read’ authors, was releasing her first full length novel, I was beyond excited, because as she is known for her insta-love/lust, and specially her OTT obsessed alpha, I couldn’t wait to see how that would translate into a lengthier, vampire ‘supernatural’ world, and I have to say she surpassed my expectations, since she gives us much more than that.

In Bound, the author created an amazing and original setting, where the vampiristic war, the Lamian Wars, is always present in the background for all the story and working as connecting line and enrichment in perfect harmony with the love story, or stories, in this case.

This first installment introduces us to the The Lamian Wars well thought out universe and its main characters, Falcon and Draco, and Leonora and Charlotte. Coincidently – or nor so much, lol – each others best friends, but with four centuries of separation.

Since the tragedy that struck his family, the royals of his kind, Falcon Lombardi has been living a life of solitude (expect for for his best friend, Draco Romano) and his apparently endless search for a cure for his people, until one day, after nearly four hundred years of wait his mate finally crosses his path.

She was more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. It must be why it took so long to find her. That much perfection was centuries in the making.

Of course there were some basic obstacles – besides the bigger ones – like her human nature, her despicable parents and the matter of his vampirism, but all is easy solved because they were united on the most primary level, they are soulmates, they are bounded.

My mate didn’t know it yet, but she was bound to me. She was my other half, the missing piece I’ve waited many lifetimes for.

Since she also felt it on a cellular level, the chemistry, the connection, it was easy for Leonora to accept her fate and his (and now hers) nature, and all that came with it.

I didn’t deserve her, but I wouldn’t give her back. She was mine for eternity if not longer.

But Bound isn’t only about Falcon and Leonora, so when Draco discovers that Leonora’s best friend is his other half, he was overjoyed. And his reactions, thoughts as well as Charlie’s were delightful to read, and gave a new dynamic to the storyline. These heroes sure know how to treat their leading ladies. Their love and care really shone trough, and we truly feel like they are the most precious thing in the world for them. Completely swoon-worthy. 

And of course, their obsession sure spiced this love and their relationship. Who doesn’t love a good OTT obsessed, protective and possessive alpha that needs his love like the air to breathe?! <3

“You’re crazy,” I whispered, my head tilting and inching closer to his.
“For you, I am. And there’s no cure for it, so you’ll just have to deal with it.”

Both love stories are for me equally enticing, and their sex scenes, for four unexperienced people, sure are off the charts, scorchingly HOT!!! And that back story, the action and suspense and that ending!!! It was fantastic, and I want the next one now!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“I love you, Falcon.” That was the first time she said that, and it felt like it was more than just the vampire connection. It felt sincere and danced along my spine. I’d waited for those words. They were human words and meaningless to most vampires, but she was special to me, and from her those words were honest and pure.
“I love you so uncontrollably. It’s more than just being bound.”

 

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About the Author

C.M. Steele is a full time mom and author. She loves writing and doesn’t do much else except watch ID Discovery and take care of the kids (of course.)

She has 30+ novellas under her belt and many more in her head. 

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: PAYING DADDY’S DEBT by Alexa Riley

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Author: Alexa Riley

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Release Date: February 8, 2017

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When Ash Carpenter imagines a schoolgirl, the image doesn’t match her. She wears long skirts that are sort of frumpy. Her bulky sweaters hide her shape, and her hair is always in a messy bun. Her tennis shoes are clunky and worn, and there are runs in her thick tights. Her dark-framed glasses hide some of her face…but not all of it. Because he’s caught sight of those ice-blue eyes, and they’ve pierced him to his core.

She walks by his office every day, and finally he’s had enough. Ash decides he’s tired of waiting and it’s time to collect what he’s owed. She’ll come with him, because there’s no other choice. She’ll pay her daddy’s debt any way Ash sees fit. 

Warning: Oh, honey, this is about to get filthy. If your delicate sensibilities can’t handle the dirty, then step aside for those of us who can. It’s quick, but it’s just the right length, if you know what I mean. *slow wink, elbow nudge, goofy snort*

 

 
 

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OMG, this more than satisfied my ALexa Riley’s withdrawal!!!
Jasmine and Ash were fantastic, and he was the perfect AR Hero! A true Prince Charming giving Jasmine her fairytale, complete with the perfect HEA!
Rest assumed those who – unlike this pervy here – don’t like the kink, because even though the title may hint to it, this one doesn’t involve daddy play in any way. Just the usual and addictive AR pure smutty sweetness! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

 

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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BLOG TOUR + REVIEW: LITTLE BLACK DRESS – ANTHOLOGY by Brynne Asher, Layla Frost, Sarah Curtis and Sarah O’Rourke

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LITTLE BLACK DRESS – ANTHOLOGY

Author: Brynne Asher, Layla Frost, Sarah Curtis, Sarah O’Rourke

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 1st, 2017

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There’s something about the little black dress. The go-to wisp of material that’s perfect for any occasion. The quintessential LBD hugs, stretches, and moves with the female form. Every woman needs one at some point, and sometimes that means borrowing from a friend.

Starting with Abby, this lucky LBD makes its way into the stories of Lucy, Katie, and Winnie right when they need it most.
Four women, four stories, and four happily ever afters…
And it all started with one little black dress.

Warning: Keep your hands off our Little Black Dress if you’re not 18.

All net proceeds will be donated to Gilda’s Club, Rochester. With over 1,200 FREE programs offered to men, women, teens, and children, they offer much-needed social and emotional support to those living with cancer, their friends, and family.

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What a wonderful anthology that besides being for fantastic cause, really touch all the right spots of the Romance genre! 

It’s always hard for me to review anthologies, specially because I rarely go through all the stories given my literary ‘pickiness’, but this Little Black Dress really was the exception. All the stories got me hooked in the most diverse ways, and I adored the fluidity to which we go from one story to the other. The only thing missing for me even considering the short length of the stories  – and the reason for this not being a full five stars – was the lack of at least an hint of an ‘epilogue’, maybe just a statement/paragraph into the couples future, perhaps even in the adjoining story. That really was the only point, because apart from that it was perfect!

The LBD really was a natural and thought out connection between all the storylines, and goes to show that no matter the kind of girl you are, a Little Black Dress always hits the spot – in this case, literally!!! 😉

ABBY’S ANGELS – SARAH O’ROURKE

The perfect start for this anthology! 

I adored Abbigail and Whitlock’s story! For me it’s incredible refreshing reading a story about a married couple, and specially one as devoted and loving as these two.

Because while Abby hadn’t been his first lover, he’d known the moment he tasted her lips for the first time that she would be his last.  She’d be his everything.  Until he took his last breath.

Their story touched me deeply, and the serious and in depth issues of their married life couldn’t have been more beautifully written or had a more dreamy outcome. But rest assured that just because were talikng about a couple on a decade old marriage doesn’t mean any less steam. Quite the contrary! Who knew an apparently uptight and by-the-book college professor could be such a dirty talker?! These two really burn down the sheets, it’s a wonder how the lucky little black dress survived to pass along to Lucy!!!

 “You know damn well that after months of celibacy, the last thing I want to do is waste my cum by exploding in your hand.  It belongs inside you.  Deep, deep inside you, Abby girl,”

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LUCY’S A DREAMER – BRYNNE ASHER

After a more serious uptake on a relationship, Brynne Asher gives us a more light hearted and humorous version of one with Lucy – Abigail’s free spirited younger sister.

Vaughn had been her teenager crush, her brother’s best friend, her dream man, so when she wakes up next to him after a torrid night of incredible sex, let’s just say that that her flighty nature takes over. But worry not, because Vaughn knows exactly how to handle that.

You can bet this fine ass the first possible moment I can get you alone, I’ll be working on your feng and your shui.

OMG, these two really gave us some laughing out loud moments, specially Vaughn, which surprised me in the best of ways. Who can resist a man who knows what he wants and doesn’t allow any obstacle – specially in the shape of a big brother – to stop him from getting it, or in this case her?! 

 “Never wanted anything as much as you.”

In the end Lucy realizes that there’s no point in avoiding confrontation or fighting the unavoidable, because sometimes, it’s more than worth it, and dreams do come true!!!

 You’re my dream, Vaughn Isaac Rowe.  I’ll never want anyone but you.”
 Just so you know, you’re the best thing I never knew to dream.”

 

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KISS ME, KATIE – SARAH CURTIS

I seriously adore this trope! What is it about two people in love/lust for one another and doing patrol together in a small police car that pushes my buttons?! Don’t really know the reason, but it totally works for me!

Katie and Ethan have been working alongside as partners for over six months. Six months where they got deeper and deeper under the other’s skin, and fell in love. The problem was that both were afraid to loose they well earned friendship, and that the other didn’t reciprocate their feelings. 

The golden opportunity presented itself to Ethan when Katie asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend. He accepted, of course, but pretending was the furthest thing from his mind…

“You’re not going to give me a tour of your house first?”
“You’ll get your tour when I fuck you in every room.”

One kiss, one touch was enough to explode their repressed desire for one another, and from that moment on, there was no turning back. Not that any of them wanted to. LOL

 “No, sweetheart, wrong fairy tale.  You’re the enchanting Siren, luring this captivated fool to his untimely death with your tempting song.”

Loved both the main characters, but Ethan thoughts really were a special brand of sexy and steamy deliciousness!

 “Six fucking very long months of watching you,” his face drew closer, “wanting you,” closer, “waiting for you, ’til I fucking needed you more than my next breath.”

 

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WINNIE MAE – LAYLA FROST

Layla Frost really creates the sassiest, strongest and funniest female main character, and Winnie is proof to that! 

“Yes, it keeps me busy. But that’s what I like. I’m a doer, you know?”
It was a massive lie. I was a sleeper.

But even the totally kickass, deeply independent and sexual uninhibited Winnie can catch the surprise of her life after a supposed one night stand, an unforgettable one at that,  when against all odds, and internal struggle, it becomes so much more than that. 

After an apparently successful  and regretful ruse, the problem was coming clean and showing her true colors. What she had no idea was that her shiny personality shone through no matter the elaborate artifice.

“I think you’re perfect as you are,” I said. “Minus the Cinderella act. Although, I think she left a glass slipper behind, and not undies.”

Who knew she was the one getting the shock of revelation, because Max – one sexy devil, btw –  only ever saw the true Winnie, and there’s was no doubt that he more than liked what he saw!!! 

And that office sex scene… SCORCHING!!!

“I love having your actual hands on me. My imagination is a poor fucking substitute.”

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About the Author

BRYNNE ASHER

 

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Layla Frost has always been a rebel. A true badass.

Growing up, Layla used to hide under her blanket with a flashlight to read the Sweet Valley High books she pilfered from her older sister. It wasn’t long before she was reading hidden Harlequins during class at school. This snowballed into pulling all-nighters after the promise of “just one more chapter”.

Her love of reading, especially the romance genre, took root early and has grown immeasurably.

In between reading and writing, Layla spends her free time rocking out(at concerts, on the couch, in the car… Anywhere is a stage if you get into it enough), watching TV(the nerdier the better!), and being a foodie. Though she lives in NY(the state, not the city), she’s an avid Red Sox fan.

SARAH CURTIS

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I’m Sarah Curtis (that’s a pseudonym of my kids’ names). I’m a 47 year-old mother of two, grandma of 2 and live with my husband of 30 years in Southern California.

I write steamy contemporary romance novels about sexy alpha males and the heroines who steal their hearts.

I’m addicted to coffee, Red Bull, Lay’s potato chips, and ice cream. When I’m not writing (which is hardly ever, hence the addiction to coffee and Red Bull) I enjoy spending time with my family, reading, and watching football (Go Pack Go).

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Sarah O’Rourke is actually two besties who  live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.  

Between them, they have four children and eighteen years of marriage…one to a super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

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BLOG TOUR + REVIEW: ETHAN HADES (Gods Among Men) by Kat Austen

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Ethan Hades falls into the god category . . . though the myths surrounding Hades are far different than the truth of who he really is. God of the Underworld is just one of his many responsibilities. After spending centuries alone, a scapegoat for anything and everything that goes wrong in the world, he’s given up on life. He gave up on love way before that.

Until one day a woman he can’t ignore walks into his life. They have nothing in common—that she’s mortal being is only one of the many differences between them. Holland Corbin is everything Ethan has been waiting an eternity to find. One problem—she’s hell-bent on keeping him as far away from her as possible and looks at him like he’s the devil himself. Which, okay, she has good instincts.

He might have to move heaven and hell to get her to accept and admit her feelings for him. He might have to forfeit his own infinite existence to be with her. He might have to stand in contempt of the only set of laws he’s ever followed. But he will. He’d give everything to be with her, and he just might be forced to pay that exact price.

He’s damned either way. Might as well go out fighting for the woman he loves.

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Somewhere between the myth and reality was where you’d find the truth. But you wouldn’t see it if you weren’t looking, and most people weren’t.

   Most people were content to believe what they wanted to believe, as opposed to the alternative—accepting what was actually real.

   Take me for instance. There was the myth of who I was, and there was the truth. My first name was Ethan—a perfectly everyday name—but it’s not the name I was given at birth. No, that name I used as a last name now, as a reminder of who I was. Not that I could forget. My reputation seemed to precede me in every life I lived, not because people knew who I really was or would believe me if I told them, but because they knew something was different about me. Something was to be avoided.

   They were right.

   “Ethan Hades.”

   So yeah. Bet you didn’t need twenty guesses to figure out who I was—who I really was. Yes, gods were real. No, we weren’t anything like the myths you’d grown up reading in school. Names, places, and rough ideas were about the only details the Greeks had gotten right. The rest was a bunch of fabricated rubbish. I

    rose from the tiny canvas stool that lined the outside of the medical tent, my legs not the least bit tired from holding a chair squat for the past twenty minutes while I’d waited for the new camp doc, who was not earning any points from me since he was running late. I had stuff to do. Stuff that didn’t include waiting on a scrap of fabric that would have been lucky to hold a mortal man of my size. That was another fun fact for the god/goddess trivia book—we weighed significantly more than a mortal the same stature. It had something to do with our bodies being solid muscle, and nothing like the kind of muscle humans possessed. Our muscles were heavier, stronger, and impenetrable—fitting since we were immortal beings.

    I didn’t say anything as the nurse lifted the tent curtain for me. Neither did she. She’d been trying to get into my bed since she’d first started her rotation a few months ago. I’d told her I hadn’t signed up with World Corps, and traveled to third world countries on various outreach missions, to get laid. I’d been nice about it. The first dozen times. The last dozen, I’d been curter with my replies, which might have explained the reason she was looking at me like she wanted to drive a scalpel through my eye.

   Good luck with that. Immortal being. Meaning cannot die. By scalpel to the cornea or any other method.

   Believe me, I’d put it to the test.

   The landscape directly below Frenchman’s Cliff would never be the same. It looked like some meteor had fallen there, carving a crater where the ground had been level before my attempt to challenge my immortal state of being.

 
 
 

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Now here was something I had never read until now!!! Kat Austen sure gave us something new and refreshing, because I read PLENTY about history of all Gods in multiple religions, specially this one, of Ancient Greece, but never before in a smutty sweetness point of view, and wasn’t that the most delicious surprise!!!

Ethan Hades is every bit of arrogant and all things HOT that he’s truly entitle to be – he is after all the god of the underworld, lol – but upon meeting the straight laced, pragmatic and workaholic Dr. Holland Corbin, that apparently doesn’t bat an eyelash to him – first time ever for him – let’s just say he’s taken down a peg or two… Ok, not really!!!

He instantly feels that Holland is special to him somehow, and the more he analyzes those feelings the more he realizes that she may be his One! 

There’s just one obstacle, – since he has no doubt that he’ll make Holland fall in love with him, lol – her mortality. But for her he’s willing to give up everything, even his own imortality and power!

Holland of course tried to resist the best she could, but come on, really, it was a lost battle, because it was a lost battle from the start, because honestly, who could resist a freakin’ god?!

It was a deliciously little read, with some of-the-charts, turn-on-your-fans sex scenes and a sugary sweet insta-love story to leave feeling warm and tingly in all the right places. The only down and hence why a didn’t give it my usual Kat Austen five smutty stars, was the question of her mortality against his immortality and how it was solved – or unsolved – in the end. This is after all fiction at its best so instead of that epilogue, that was bittersweet and left me kind of sad, I wanted a full on Happy Ever After in all its glory were all the potential and escapism from our realities was present and these two got something that would reveal the beauty of Romance fiction, a splenderous HEA!

Nonetheless, it was a true, and addictive as usual, Kat Austen fantastic short read! I can’t wait for the next! Are we going to get any more of these gods?! I sure hope so! And maybe will see a bit more of Holland and Ethan?! Fingers crossed!!! 

“What have you been waiting for?”
 His brows knitted together, his look suggesting I was missing something. “You,” he breathed like it was a prayer. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

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Kat Austen is the secret pen name of a New York Times and USATODAY bestselling author. Kat writes short and steamy reads that leave hearts (and other parts) satisfied.

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RELEASE BLITZ + REVIEW: WITH US (The Amato Series # 1) by Layla Frost

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Series: The Amato Series #1

Author: Layla Frost

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: January 13, 2017

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More than just a dimpled smile and chiseled jaw, Theo Amato’s quick-thinking and bold confidence made him successful. Heavy responsibilities left time for close friends and family, but nothing more. It wasn’t until he looked into a pair of big green eyes that his focus changed.

Full lips, a gorgeous face, and an endearing personality had him hooked from the start.

There was nothing Dahlia Kincaid enjoyed more than a good book, a funny movie, and a full night’s sleep. Long workdays meant she rarely had time for any of them, but the sacrifice was worth it to live in the city. It wasn’t until she met a man with model good looks and sexy veined hands that her life changed in ways she’d never even known to dream of.

Wickedly sweet, Theo gently and strategically pulled Dahlia from her rut, handing her the world in the process.

But shadows play tricks on the eyes, and life wasn’t always what it seemed.

With them…

It was better.

Warning: Recommended for readers 18+ due to adult content, language, and situations.

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Holy smokes!!! With Us blew my freakin’ mind and Theo and Dahlia stole my heart!!! What an way to open up the new year with extraordinary story!!! Adored every single word of it, and Theo… Swoon… He is PERFECT! A true Must Read!

Theo and Dahlia meet in the most ordinary of ways, with him taking a glimpse at her working on a coffe shop, but their story is anything but.

Dahlia has been alone in life for so long, and struggling to live day by day, working herself to the bone, that when a handsome – ok, smoking HOT, LOL 😉 –  stranger starts treating her like she truly deserves, showing her a whole new world of love and care, even though it’s not easy for her to trust, she slowly let’s herself believe in him and he doesn’t disappoint…

The way his body surrounded me, blocking out the world and making me feel safe, was like nothing I’d ever imagined.

And that was my life with him.

Protected.

Worshipped.

Happy.

Loved.

Theo is a hard man, and with his role in his world, there was no other way, but even in his first contact with Dahlia he has been different. She captivated and enraptured him at very first sight, and slowly and thoughtfully he conquered her, as she conquered him. Only she saw this sweet and tender side of him. His love shone through in every act, every touch, every word.

It was the closest I’d felt to anyone. Ever. There was a connection beyond our bodies. The way he touched me, the way he moved inside me…

It was more.

Their connection was undeniable, and every one in contact with them had no doubt of their love, and were just as delighted by it. His family was just as amazing as Theo himself and took Dahlia in and loved her like one of their own, given her something that she never had before, and that meant the world to her. Never again would she be lonely. She would be forever theirs. And to Theo, she would be forever his, he would make sure of it. 

“Because, about that, he’s right. Everyone knows I love you. That it’s never, ever been like this.” Tucking my hair behind my ear, his fingers skimmed the exposed skin of my neck until they were curled around the back of it. “That I’m addicted. Obsessed.” Lowering his face into mine, he blocked out everything else. His eyes were so dark, his voice a low promise. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you, Dahlia.”

I couldn’t have loved his possessive and obsessive streaks more. He was the perfect example of a loving, caring and sensible – given how slowly he enchanted and seduced her, respecting her fears and deep seated doubts – alpha, but just as obsessed, possessive and protective as we love – ok, ok, at least I –  our romance heroes.

“Tied to me. I wanted you wrapped up and in so deep, you wouldn’t leave once you knew. I’d planned to tell you once I had you even half as addicted to me as I am to you. Like my next breath doesn’t matter if I don’t have you. Like nothing fucking matters without you.”

Without revealing too much, of course that when Theo’s secret and hidden world comes to light things aren’t as simple as expected, and Dahlia’s old doubts and fears come crashing, and will put their love to the test.

“Never,” he swore, the tone of his voice almost painful to hear. “I should. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with you at all, dragging you into my world. But I did, and I’m never letting you go. I’d give up everything else before I let that happen, Dahlia.”

“If things were black and white, light or dark, it’d be easy. But Theo’s gray. He’s a shadow.”

This world, or better yet, the book’s whole universe is beautifully and realistically written. There were no exaggerations or OTT stereotyping, and I adored that because it really took me into their scenes and world along with the characters. I was living the events with them, but also feeling what they were feeling…

When his breathing evened out in sleep, he still held me tight. Like I was his world, and he was afraid he’d lose me.

Theo and Dahlia were, like I’ve said before, PERFECT in my opinion, and their love story gave me all the feels, so I couldn’t have asked for more. Their love and their love story had, and was EVERYTHING! Dahlia duality of inner strength and hinted fragility was the perfect contrabalance for Theo’s protective and caring – even if hidden – nature. They were perfect for one another.

But I wasn’t going anywhere. I may have been dancing with the devil, but I’d accepted that.

Because the devil needed love, too.

And I’d be damned if anyone else was going to give it to him.

She was my addiction. My obsession. My entire fucking universe. Each time she came made me crave it again.

And just like their love itself, Layla Frost gave us everything in this story! A beautiful love story, enticing suspense, perfect main characters and amazing secondary characters, and extraordinarily developed storyline.Oh, and let’s not forget, some scorchingly HOT scenes!!! With Us is without a doubt a must read that I recommend to all the Romance lovers. Layla Frost was already part of my favorite, auto-read authors, and this book more than cemented that, it knocked it out of the park, and with the introduction of so many captivating characters I can’t wait for her next book! Seriously, I can’t wait! I want it now!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I’d been addicted and obsessed since the first time I’d seen her. It didn’t matter how many minutes I spent with her, or how many times I fucked her, I’d always be that way.

Addicted and obsessed.

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About the Author

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Layla Frost has always been a rebel. A true badass.

Growing up, Layla used to hide under her blanket with a flashlight to read the Sweet Valley High books she pilfered from her older sister. It wasn’t long before she was reading hidden Harlequins during class at school. This snowballed into pulling all-nighters after the promise of “just one more chapter”.

Her love of reading, especially the romance genre, took root early and has grown immeasurably.

In between reading and writing, Layla spends her free time rocking out(at concerts, on the couch, in the car… Anywhere is a stage if you get into it enough), watching TV(the nerdier the better!), and being a foodie. Though she lives in NY(the state, not the city), she’s an avid Red Sox fan.