Monday, October 31, 2016

Dirty By Belle Aurora




Title: Dirty
Series: RAW Family #2
Author: Belle Aurora
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 31, 2016


Blurb

My marriage seemed perfect from the outside looking in.
People envied me. They wanted my life, wanted to be me.

Mrs Alejandra Gambino.
Wife of Dino Gambino. Daughter of Eduardo Castillo.
Respected. Loved. Mob royalty.

They had no idea of the horrors that lurked behind closed doors.
They didn't know I was at the lowest point a person could reach.

Enter Julius Carter.
Aloof, handsome, blue-eyed Julius Carter.

He saved me.
I screwed him over.

Now everybody was after me. My life was forfeit.
It was only a matter of time. I was a dead woman walking.

The question was, who would get to me first?






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Belle Aurora is twenty seven years old and was born in the land down under.

At an early age she fell in love with reading. Boredom one summer had her scouring the bookshelves at home. She stumbled across Sandra Brown's Breath of Scandal and fell in love with romance.

Having been brought up in a loud and boisterous family of Croatian descent, she developed a natural love for dramatics and humor. Only some years ago had she discovered a new love.

Humorous romance novels.

Kristen Ashley and R.L. Mathewson had opened a brand new world where she could lose herself yet feel safe and at home in their stories. Belle has been known to become a screeching banshee while anxiously awaiting their newest titles.

Belle never thought she would write. It had never interested her until recently. Friend-Zoned began to form and in February 2013 Belle typed the words Chapter One. And she fell in love.

With words.
With writing.
With a creative imagination she never knew she harbored.

Friend-Zoned is the first in the Friend-Zoned series. Keep an eye out for this cheeky author.


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First let me say that I loved Raw and have impatiently waited for the sequel. I will say that even though it has been years since we were first introduced to Twitch and the gang the author does do a good job of providing sufficient background information for those readers who needed a refresher. I honestly felt this book should have come with some sort of warning. Even though Raw briefly touched on some of the issues explored in Dirty. This book took it there and as a reader I felt like I needed a bit of aftercare when reading about some of the subject matter. One thing that the author did do well is make this a book about survival. From the beginning the author addresses issues like rape culture, homophobia, and racism. She does mention the old adage that many women hear when growing up and that’s the worse a boy treats you the more he likes you. ( I hate that adage and abuse isn’t love no matter how you swing it)

Alejandra (Ana) is a devoted wife. She wears the mask of any abused woman. Trapped with no way out until the day Julius Carter makes an entrance.  We all have secrets but what do you do when you finally break and the only way out is death? Ana was a mixed bag for me. She reminded me of one of those Snapped stories you watch on T.V. Her husband is abusive in more ways than one. But because he is a mafia Don she can’t just leave him. No she has to wait and plan. Except fate stepped in and she makes an accusation that haunts her.

Julius can’t seem to figure Ana out. It’s something about her maybe the brokenness they both share. He is not the best man but he is a fair man. He had to learn to fight early on in life and keeping Ana will give him the fight of his life.  Julius (Jay) is loyal and is devoted to his family. I did like the show of humanity in him when he dealt with his family. One thing I enjoyed about the complexity of each character is that the author provided flashbacks into their past.

Now we all remember Ling! I will say that in this book I have grown to like her. She is a hot mess but one with a heart. She is misguided but added a little humor to the story at times. I really thing she needs her own story. Just the glimpses of her past I would love to read about more of this character.

Ladies, Twitch is back and he has a plan to get back everything that was taken from him. This story was more so Julius and Ana story with Twitch and his mission sprinkled in. I really didn’t understand his plan except his need to protect his family. I was a little disappointed that this story didn’t seem as if there were any sort of finality to it. The bonus scene was one that was posted a while ago on Goodreads. So it felt like nothing new except the fact fans got to see their favorite characters making moves again. I felt like the Twitch scenario dragged on a little too long throughout the book. I realize we are dealing with deep seated issues in this book so of course they need to be explored but it was almost as if the characters were repeating themselves.  I was wondering when Twitch would stop playing his mind games and focus on Lexi and about mid-way through we finally got to see that. I will say that there are plenty of explosive moments in this book I just felt like I wanted more since we waited so long. All in all this book wasn’t my favorite and would have liked some sort of warning when dealing with all the issues explored in this book. Readers please judge this book for yourselves and not based on this one review. 

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Crave By Serenity Paz

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Justice never tasted so sweet… 

Genevieve:

Genevieve will stop at nothing to expose sexy billionaire bad boy Theodore Thorne III’s alleged corrupt business practices.

“Stay away from Teddy.” Her best friend Lucy warns.

When his warm lips land butterfly kisses on her neck, her throat, and her two lips…

…she can’t resist him.

“First, sign this NDA.” He says.

But it would end her investigation.

Will she sign the NDA and drop her investigation when Theodore kisses her in places she’s never been kissed before?

Theodore: 

The sexy bad boy billionaire will stop at nothing to stop the recent college grad…

…including feeding her his manhood.

“I’m a virgin,” Genevieve blurts out.

He wonders if her belief in love just might seduce him into loving her.

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Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Amore Part 2 By Bella Jewel




Title: Amore: Part 2
Series: Amore #2
Author: Bella Jewel
Genre: Mafia Romance 
 Release Date: October 24, 2016



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Run.
He told me to run. So I ran.
It turns out just because you run from something, doesn’t mean it can’t find you.
He’s coming for me.
He wants what I hold closest.
He wants to lie, manipulate and use me.
He wants me to betray him.
Rafael.
Leader of the Italian Mafia.
Love of my life.
Father of my child.
He’s going to make me do the unthinkable.
There is no way out.
I’m trapped and about to make the biggest mistake of my life.
I’m running full throttle towards an oncoming train, and there isn’t a single thing I can do to stop it.
I’m going to become what I was most afraid of.
A monster.






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Bella Jewel is a self published, USA Today bestselling author. She’s been publishing since 2013. Her first release was a contemporary romance, Hell’s Knights which topped the charts upon release. Since that time, she has published over five novels, gaining a bestseller status on numerous platforms. She lives in North Queensland and is currently studying editing and proofreading to further expand her career. Bella has been writing since she was just shy of fifteen years old. In Summer 2013 she was offered an ebook deal through Montlake Romance for her bestselling modern day pirate series, Enslaved By The Ocean. She plans to expand her writing career, planning many new releases for the future.



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It all started with a night of fun and then an obsession. He won’t let her go but the secrets she holds could not only destroy him but her world as she knows it.  Julie has nowhere to go she literally carries Rafe’s air, the next generation of mafia don’s.  She has a mission destroy his empire and her family will be safe. In order for her to get close to Rafe again Julie must pretend to be the girl he once knew. Life has changed her and her sass is over the top now that she stands to lose everything.

I will say that this book was a bit frustrating at times and I expected a little more. Now don’t get me wrong I did love the fact that the club members from the author’s previous series make appearances in this book.  But certain things didn’t add up and left me as reader very annoyed. For instance Marcus notices Julie at the club and smells baby lotion on her and figures out that she has a child and is being blackmailed. I am curious as to why Rafe didn’t pick up on these “clues” that Marcus found out from sitting in a night club? This story portrayed Rafe as very na├»ve at times.

Julie was always showing up to Rafe’s house in tears and then wanting her distance after he comforted her. It was like groundhogs day whenever these two would interact (or the few times when they did interact). This book focused less on them as a couple and coming to terms with the situation between them and more on Julie being blackmailed by Ricardo. Yes, Ricardo was a psycho and I didn’t understand why he would divulge all of his plans to ruin Rafe to Julie. Julie’s mother was a mess she has a weakness for Ricardo, loves her husband and would do anything for family, and yet still fails to protect her daughter? And what of her father he was stated to be a part of the gang once upon a time and now he is a mere statue in the background? How come with all these people around no one picks up on Julie and the mothers secrets? It’s not like they hid it well. And for Julie to want to spend more with the kid ( I won’t say his name because in the book it’s a little bit of a joke) she had no issues dropping him off whenever she could. Again I did love the motorcycle gang making an appearance but Julie hanging out with them was superposed to get her to trust them but she never does so I didn’t understand that part.  

This book for me just left so many loose ends. What happened to Rafe’s mother she was never mentioned.  Where is the connection between Rafe and Julie? They have a kid between them and I just felt like there was no development on the drastic change in their relationship. This book seemed disjointed. Whatever happened to the situation between her and Cecila? It was never stated in the story or even addressed. I think at the last bit of the book when Julie gained a backbone turned this story around for me. But the ending was lackluster and didn’t feel like a true ending to me. All in all this book wasn’t my favorite from this author but just because I didn’t like doesn’t mean others won’t. Please judge this book for yourselves and not based on this one review.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Second Chances By D.A. Young



Second Chances by D.A. Young is a story of growth and redemption. One of the things I loved about this story is that no matter how many skeletons the characters had in their closet it was always someone who stood by them with love and without judgement. Compared to the authors other series this story for me was a little more sensual and focused more on the intimacy aspect. Not to say that this story lacked heat because believe me the love scenes are plenty but the focus was more on the growth of each character and the emotions we all go through to become whole again.

Ella the infamous assistant with a nice left hook is a woman with one heck of an emotional past. She has secrets that impact those around her but because of who her family is appearances must be kept up. Feeling suffocated by all the turmoil around her Ella leaves and starts over fresh. But when she finally decides to come back home she didn’t plan on finding love and peace again.

Wyatt the hottie with the man bun is just the man to break down all the barriers Ella has put up. But what happens when the man you are falling for has just as many secrets as you do and his past comes to confront him as well? Since Ella’s abrupt leave of the cove she has closed her heart off to all those around her. Trusting is hard when those who you trusted the most have betrayed you. Sometimes meeting someone to share in your pain is just enough to bring you out.


In true D.A. Young fashion you have a list of well-developed characters who have a story as well. I mean come on the title only implies you are getting a story about multiple people. Ella’s friends are very intriguing and they add to the emotional aspect of the story. I loved the flashback scenes from how each character started and how far they have come. Even though Wyatt is very attractive Ella does make him work for it. She tries to push him off at every turn but each time he comes back for more. Wyatt won’t allow Ella to give up on them and is willing to fight for her and every friend who threatens him as well. Ella’s friends: Fallon, Divina, Zay and Charlotte are a very colorful bunch. You really feel like as a reader you have at least one friend like these characters. This book had a few twist and turns I didn’t expect that kept the story going. I will say that this book read like a soap opera bouncing between the different storylines and each story was better than the next. I know this author always has a list of characters but I do appreciate that she has a breakdown of each character so readers don’t get confused. All in all this was a good read and I would recommend it. Please judge this book for yourselves and not based on this one review. 

Monday, October 24, 2016

Undeniable By Callie Harper




Title: Undeniable
Series: Beg for It (Standalone)
Author: Callie Harper
Genre: Hot Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 24, 2016



Blurb

Undeniable (Dom & Gigi)

Dom’s the one she couldn’t have. Gigi’s the one he couldn’t forget.

They haven’t seen each other for four years. He’s been serving in the Special Forces. She’s finished college. They’ve had time to move on. Neither one has.

Now there’s a death threat. Her family’s business has pissed off a drug cartel. Her life’s in danger.

They’re thrown together, on the run. He has to keep her safe. From everyone. Including himself.

NOTE: Undeniable is a standalone hot adult romance. It’s the fifth story in the Beg for It series—which can be read in any order—about the dominant, alpha males in the Kavanaugh family and the strong, sexy women who make them finally meet their match.




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I took a step back, blending into the darkest shadows, but it was as if she alone saw me. She looked right up into my eyes with a shy smile, then left the center of the party to come stand by my side. Looking out the open window, her dress fluttered slightly in the breeze. I caught a waft of her scent, like roses in spring.

“Are you keeping us safe tonight?” she asked in a low voice, as if it were just the two of us in on a big secret. I knew it must be how she always was, her M.O. She could probably charm the pants off of anyone she wanted. But that smile? It felt like it was just for me.

I nodded. It wasn’t in the job description for security guards to chat up the guests. I was there to protect and serve, not fraternize. But still she kept on.

“It’s such a nice night tonight. I almost feel like I’m wasting it, in here at this party. I feel like I want to head out, do something different. I don’t know, walk down to the beach or—”

“Don’t go down there by yourself.” I found myself cautioning her. It wasn’t really my responsibility, but what was this crazy talk about heading out alone into the night?

“Why not?” She laughed, light and bubbling up around my dark scowl. “Do you think it’s dangerous?” she teased.

“Yes,” I answered, certain that I knew what I was talking about. She might live in a world of diamonds and rainbows, but I didn’t.

“Really?” She tilted her head to the side, looking up at me, studying my face as if trying to memorize it. She shouldn’t look so fascinated. “I guess that’s your job. Do you see danger all over?” she asked expectantly. “Even right here?” We stood inches away from each other in the darkness. I could close the distance in half a second. She faced far more danger than she would ever know.

“Yes,” I answered, low, gruff and even more convinced. “You should be over in the middle of the party.” It came out rougher than I’d intended, but it was better for her that way. She shouldn’t be over with me lurking in the shadows. Bad things happened to good girls like her when they strayed off the path with men like me.

She looked down, her excitement dampened. “Sorry, I don’t know why I’m over here talking to you like this.”

I took a step back, putting distance between us, crossing my arms up over my chest as an additional barrier. It made no sense that my fingers itched to reach out and stroke her soft curls, caress her slender neck. Better to curl them into fists instead. But I couldn’t help myself from reassuring her a little.

“S’all right, princess.”

That got her attention. “I’m not a princess,” she insisted, a spark in her eyes.

“Yes, you are,” I answered, firm and unyielding. It was true, whether she knew it or not.

“I’m Gigi.” She introduced herself, extending her delicate, pale hand in the moonlight. I looked down at it, keeping my hands to myself. Wrapping her soft skin in my steel grip, it would feel too damn good. Instead, I gave her a brief nod, then returned my attention to the party behind her. My job.

“What’s your name?” she asked, sounding shy but determined.

I looked back down at her. “Dom.”

Damn if she didn’t gaze up at me like she wanted to spend the rest of the night tucked right there in the corner with me. That spelled all kinds of trouble for all kinds of reasons. Number one on the list? The fact that I wanted nothing more than that. Except getting her alone and all to myself. That would be even better.

So I tore my eyes away and ignored her. Arms crossed against my chest, I looked over to my right, my left, anywhere but where she stood there so lovely and radiant and fucking breathtaking.

“I’m glad to meet you, Dom.” She placed a hand on my forearm and my stomach clenched it felt so good. She leaned in, stretching up to my ear where she whispered, “thanks for keeping me safe.”

She turned and walked back into the throng of the party. I devoured the sight of her smooth skin, the hollow of her lower back in that revealing dress. She had no idea how far from safe she really was.



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Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Fractured Hope By Kristy Love




Title: Fractured Hope
Series: Undone #4
Author: Kristy Love
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 17, 2016



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Emptiness was my constant companion.
Grief was all I knew. Loneliness was all I felt.
Life beat me down. The punches kept coming.
I existed. Didn’t really live.

Then he came into my life.
Roman.
He was like a battering ram with a silver tongue.
But for the first time in so long, I felt something.
I felt everything.
Peace.
Cared for.
Hope.

But hope led only to disappointment.

* * *

Loss.
Simple. Complicated. Life Altering.
I lived alone, consumed by everything I no longer possessed.
I had nothing to live for.

Mia woke something inside me I thought died long ago.
There was finally someone to share my life.
This was a dream I’d relinquished long ago.
She stirred emotion that I tried to fight,
But I wanted her.
Needed her.
I felt I had something to live for.

But hope was a liability I couldn’t afford.








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“Roman!” Mia squealed. She jumped out of the way as flour exploded out of the mixer and all over the counters, floor, and cabinets. “You can’t just dump flour into the mixer! You have to go slow about it.” She bumped me out of the way with her hip, measured out more flour, then poured it into the mixer. She put a little bit at a time before pouring more in. It was a slow process, but the look on her face . . . I loved how focused she was. There was a tiny crease between her eyebrows and her tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth just a little bit. Just enough to make me crave leaning closer to taste her.

I pushed that thought away quickly. “I’m not a master baker like you are.” I smirked at her and her cheeks flushed. Knowing she reacted to me, no matter how small, gave me a rush. It made me feel things I hadn’t felt in years. I forgot how good it felt to be around a woman and enjoy her company.

I also forgot how much blue balls fucking sucked.

Mia turned the mixer off. “You don’t want to put the chips in with the mixer going. You want to fold them in.”

“You can fold dough?”

She nodded, never taking her eyes off what she was doing. She was meticulous about every step of the process. From the measuring of the ingredients to how and when they were added. She was in a zone and it turned me on. Watching her with her red apron on made me want to lift her onto the counter and taste the cookie dough off her lips. She said she wanted my help, but all I’d done is fuck up with the flour. “You can. Watch.” She grabbed a spatula and mixed the dough. I had no idea what she was doing that was any different than what she did before, but I didn’t question her. She knew what she was doing.

She had a little flour in her hair and a bit of her ponytail escaped and hung over her forehead as she worked. She made me ache. My arms ached to grab her close. My lips ached to taste her. My body ached to possess her. These feelings had been growing steadily over the last few weeks. As she opened up more and more to me, it got worse. I understood why she was so closed off and seeming to not live. I understood her sadness, her detachment from life. I understood her. I knew what it was like to lose your hope, your future, your everything.

“Perfect,” she muttered to herself. She doled out dough with a little scooper that looked like the smallest ice cream server I’d ever seen. She dropped each blob onto a cookie sheet, quickly and efficiently and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. My chest hurt watching her, so I rubbed it softly. Once she put the sheet into the oven, she turned around and rested her hands on her hips, her smile radiant. “First batch is in the oven.” Her eyes fell down to my chest and she laughed, though she tried to suppress it. “Uh, Roman? You’re a mess.”

I looked down at my black shirt, though it hardly looked it now. Flour splotches made it look black and gray.

“You might want to go brush your shirt off . . . outside.” Mia moved as though she was about to walk around me, but she stopped when I gripped the bottom of my shirt. I whipped it over my head and balled it up.

“Now flour won’t go everywhere.”

Her eyes skated over my skin, from my eyes to my waistband. They studied every inch of me as her mouth moved slightly, like she was forming silent words, her eyes wide.

I’d rendered her speechless. I liked that. I liked the color creeping into her cheeks and the way her chest moved rapidly with every breath.

“I, uh.” She cleared her throat. “I have to get the next batch of cookies ready to go into the oven.” She ducked her head and walked around me. The air between us was heavy, full of anticipation, arousal, and desire. I watched her, wishing I was brave enough to reach out and take what I wanted.

And, damn it, I wanted her.

“Is something the matter?” I asked, wanting her to say something. I wanted her to say there was something there between us, to give me permission to act on this crazy attraction between us.

“No, nothing. I just don’t want to forget what I’m doing.” She looked back over her shoulder at me, her eyes lingering on my arms.

“Am I distracting you?” I tossed my shirt onto the floor by the back door and stepped closer to her, leaning my hip against the counter. Her bare arm brushed against me as she moved. She jumped and scrambled away. The side of my mouth twitched, fighting the smirk that wanted to break free.

“No, not at all.” She sidled a few inches away, but kept working. Mia’s eyes were focused firmly on the task at hand. I slid a bit closer until she bumped into me again. She braced her hands on the counter as though it took a great deal of effort from her to ignore me. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

“Mia?” I moved closer to her. This time our skin was touching, there wasn’t any space between us. I felt the goosebumps pop up on her arm as she stiffened. “Are you okay?” She nodded quickly, her breathing rapid. Her sweet scent wafted up, enticing me. I grabbed her shoulder and turned her toward me. Her eyes slowly met mine. “Are you sure?” She didn’t move. Her breath seemed to have stopped in her chest as she looked up at me, raw emotion in her eyes. In that moment, I knew she wanted me, too. I wasn’t alone in feeling this pull between us. I was done pretending and denying. I cupped her face in my hands, gazing into her eyes. She seemed so uncertain and so fragile. I wanted to hold her together and make her feel better. I wanted her to lean into me instead of away.

I wanted so damn much from her.

I moved even closer, dropping my face closer to hers as she looked up at me. Her hands went to my arms, holding me away or pulling me closer, neither of us knew. Closer still, I ran my nose along hers, waiting for her to make a move. She smelled faintly of sugar, vanilla, and butter and I couldn’t wait to see if she tasted like it, too.

Finally, I had enough. I melded my mouth to hers. It wasn’t an innocent peck, a testing of what was between us; it was immediately passionate. Her hands tightened on my arms and one of my hands moved into her hair. She tasted better than I imagined she would as our lips continued tasting and wanting. She tasted like the cookie dough we had just been making and something else, something sweet I couldn’t quite place my finger on, but I knew I was addicted. One taste would never be enough. She’d be my favorite flavor.

Mia whimpered, a small noise in the back of her throat. I grabbed her ass and pulled her hips flush with mine, letting her know exactly what she was doing to me. All the dinners and sweets we’d shared had filled her out so nicely. It fit in my hand and quickly became my second favorite part of her—after her lips. She clutched me closer. Her tongue swept over my lips and I felt as if my knees were about to buckle. It’d been so long—so long—since I had someone in my arms, someone’s lips pressing against my own. I couldn’t get enough. That it was Mia, my sweet, docile neighbor, the girl I thought had been walking toward death’s door a few short months ago, blew my mind.

Her hands moved everywhere. Over my arms, my chest, my abs. One hand fisted in my hair like she was holding me hostage, not letting me get away from her. Not this time and not ever.

I was surprisingly okay with that.

Just as my hand skimmed her back, the oven timer blared. Mia jerked away from me, her chest heaving and her eyes wide in surprise and disbelief. Her fingers trailed over her lips as she stared at me. The timer went off behind us, having broken our connection, but not completely severing it. We were still lost in each other. After a few more seconds, Mia shook her head.

“I have to get that.” She pointed over her shoulder to the oven, though her eyes never left mine. She smiled weakly before turning around and rushing to the oven. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched her move around the kitchen, preparing another batch of cookies for the oven. I knew, in that moment, a kiss wouldn’t be enough. I wanted more of Mia. I wanted her smiles, laughter, tears, and anger. I wanted all of it. Except I was in no position to accept it. I wasn’t worthy of her beauty, inside or out. As much as I craved more, I couldn’t do that to her. I couldn’t subject her to me.

I grabbed my shirt off the floor. “I just remembered, I have plans. I’ll catch you later, yeah?”

“Oh,” Mia said as she whirled around, a cookie sheet in her hand. “Sure, no problem. Thanks for the, um, help.” She smiled.

“Of course.” I left her house and shrugged into my shirt.
 

At home, I got in the shower, making sure it was sufficiently cold. Bracing my hands on the wall, I hung my head, chastising myself for being so weak. And pathetic.




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From the time she was old enough to form words into sentences, Kristy Love has been writing stories. She attended La Roche College and graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Professional Writing. When she’s not writing, Kristy can be found with her nose stuck in a book or spending time with her family and friends. She lives with her husband and two girls in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.



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