Wednesday, March 15, 2017

We Said Forever by Marie James


This book SLAYED me. I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review, but I would have bought this. I don't often say that because for me, once I've read a book, I'm done. I re-read very few stories because the element of surprise is gone. But this? I cannot express how deeply this book made me feel. Blaze is a "come from the wrong side of the tracks" kind of guy...except the tracks were the drug kind. Growing up in a cesspool of drugs and debauchery, he clawed his way out with a football scholarship. While at school, he meets and falls for Fallyn. Their relationship is a whirlwind of light and love....until Blaze falls into the darkness that followed him from his past. And this is only about halfway through the novel. I was in tears for the remainder of this story. I felt so badly for both of them...can you imagine loving something so much but forever having to watch them struggle? Wanting something so badly but feeling hopeless of ever being able to rid yourself of an addiction to have it? I fell in love with Blaze, loved him through the dark, and loved him more in the light. I highly recommend this book, and it is one I will be re-reading. 



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Rock bottom.

They say the only way to go from there is up, but what is “up” when you’re born into someone else’s rock bottom?

At ten, football became my first love. It’s what got me out of the house away from my self-destructive family. My love for football landed me at Las Vegas University with a full ride scholarship, and the orange on my jersey was my favorite color…until my eyes landed on the red dress Fallyn wore the night we met.

At twenty-one, I jumped off the cliff into the unknown the second Fallyn McIntyre danced in my arms at a party. I had the greatest girl in the world and the opportunity to play college ball every Saturday. My rock bottom was looking up, thanks to my two first loves.

Parties, sex, and football—life was perfect. But one drink too many, and my world came crashing down. When I chose pills over my second love, my head told me it was the best decision I ever made. The pills keep me warm and protect me from the distance Fallyn created. Percs don’t judge me. They make me feel alive.

Threes.

They say the best things come in threes, but one leads to a stable future, one is my salvation, and the other drags me to hell—a hell I’d willingly burn in for eternity…if it weren’t for my second love.






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EXCERPT


Turning to face the guy who is either too stupid or too drunk to take a hint, my eyes land on the handsome face of a tall blond with the lightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen.
The smirk on his face clearly indicates he believes I should be impressed. And I am. There’s no doubt about it. I’m completely fascinated by the ego this douchebag emits with one simple look. Without a word, I let my eyes trail from the top of his purposely mussed hair that probably took longer to fix than mine to the orange chucks adorning his big feet.
He allows the perusal, awaiting my approval. Cocking an eyebrow at his blatant, pompous attitude, I push his hands off my hips.
“Not a chance, buddy,” I say before turning back toward the kitchen.
My legs tremble, wobbling on my already unsteady heels. I release a long, slow breath, hoping he disappeared into the crowd. The last thing I need is for him to notice the way my eyes lingered on his stubbled jaw and the muscles of his chest even his clothes can’t hide. I’m almost certain he could sense my quick, unmasked arousal. One look was all it took for this man to creep his way under my skin and throb in my core. He’s got self-entitled, bad boy, asshole written all over him—character traits I would have dropped anything for a few years ago. Not today, though. Those are flaws I left in Utah when I graduated high school.
The same firm grip reaches for me again, wrapping all the way around my body and pulling my back against an incredibly strong chest.
I close my eyes for a moment, allowing only a second of contact before turning around and readying my hand to slap him across the face for taking such liberties without my permission—just another alpha asshole attribute that used to make me swoon.
“You need to get your—”
His finger covers my lips, preventing me from getting my words out. My attempt at what I’m sure was going to be a very eloquent threat against his manhood falters as he pulls me closer to his body. His leg somehow finds its way between mine as he squats a couple inches to decrease the differences in our height.
The strong hand that has reached for me twice tonight is around my back, fingers splayed against the thin red fabric. The finger that halted my words trails down the column of my damp neck before gripping around at my nape. Gooseflesh follows the trail, racing over my fevered skin. He holds me against him, guiding me to the rhythm I hated until this very second. Like the traitorous slut she is, my body molds against him, every soft inch against his hardness.
“I don’t,” I begin again, only to have his hand leave my neck to push another finger against my parted lips.
I watch, enthralled and utterly stupid, as his bottom lip rolls between his teeth at the same time his thumb sweeps over mine.
I cave, wholeheartedly capitulating to the moment. Ignoring the warning bells going off in my head, screaming at me to bolt through the front door and not look back, I grip the silky athletic fabric of his jersey and pull him closer. A knowing grin lights his face and sparkles in the crystal blue of his eyes.
One song blends into another as our bodies close every millimeter of distance. No words are spoken as the countdown begins. No promises are made when the clock strikes midnight. No way I’ll survive this man when his breath becomes mine. No chance I’ll see him again when swaying all night turns into dancing tongues. No possibility of keeping my promise of no bad boys when one hand grips my nape and the other squeezes my ass.
Alcohol has never really been my thing. The memory of the first time I drank heavy liquor in high school is enough to make my stomach sour, but the bourbon on this guy’s lips is the perfect mix of sweet and spicy. It’s, hands down, the most satisfying thing I’ve tasted since the ice cream I had after getting my tonsils removed when I was seven. I savor every fraction of a second, every slow glide of his tongue against mine, each time his lips pull back a fraction and turn up to smile against mine.
Without so much as one spoken word, this man has managed to master my body, persuading it to beg for more, coaxing whimpers from my mouth when he pulls away, only to ensure it pants a seductive moan when those skilled lips find my neck.


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Marie James is a full-time working mother of two amazing little boys and wife of almost 13 years. She enjoys reading in her spare time, and diet coke is always near. Central Texas is where Marie calls home and has lived most of her life. With 13 published books under her belt, she has no desire to stop writing anytime soon and has dozens of book ideas to keep her busy. 


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Thursday, February 23, 2017

Switch by Adriana Locke


Mallory Sims begins working for Graham Landry....day one, she's late, she falls head first into his arms, she's sassy. But she's real and honest and unforgettable. I really adored Graham in this book. He's hot, intelligent, alpha, and definitely OCD. Their sex is off the charts but their back and forth banter is even better. I like how they are so different but those differences work really well for them. I rooted for them from the beginning and was so super pleased with the ending. I could read more about them and all the Landry brothers.



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Title: Switch
Series: Landry Family #3
Author: Adriana Locke
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 20, 2017

BLURB

Mallory Sims is late for her first day of work.

After spilling her tea, she discovers she has no gas in her car. Add that her arm keeps sticking to her dress from syrup left on the console of her car, flustered feels like an understatement.

Then she sees her new boss.

Graham Landry is the epitome of NSFW in his custom-fit suit, black-rimmed glasses, and a look so stern her libido doesn’t stand a chance. Being flustered is just the start of her problems.

Her punctuality is only the start of his. With a pink slip in hand, he’s been waiting on his new secretary to show up only to let her go. Then she rushes in with her doe eyes and rambling excuses, smelling like bacon and lavender. The termination paper falls to the side as she falls in his arms.

This is a disaster in the making. Not because of his pinpoint exactness or her free spirit, but because when they’re together, the sparks that fly threaten to burn the whole place down.




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#1

We both know we aren’t just talking about a moved stapler or a mishmash of files. As that really sets in, the air around us gets heavier. Hotter. Hazardous.
“Those things always lead to dangerous situations,” he says, his eyes trained on me.
I shift in my seat, the throb between my legs growing stronger by the second. “People do it every day and survive.”
“They may survive, but don’t things get messy?”
“Only if they do it right.”
His chair flies backwards and he’s to his feet and next to me before I know what’s happening. He doesn’t ask that I stand, but he doesn’t have to. It’s implied and my body reacts accordingly to his silent command.
We stand face-to-face, our breathing ragged. Our chests heave with the anticipation, the possibility, of what might come next.
“You are, quite possibly, the most dangerous of them all,” he says, his voice rough.
“Why is that?” I breathe.
“There’s no plan for you.”
“But you’ve already penciled me in, haven’t you, Graham?” I ask, finding the courage to play this little game with him. Being strictly professional is incredibly hard, and this is way too easy.
I can flirt with the best of them in a bar or on a college campus. But here, with him, it’s a game all its own. A level I had no idea I’d ever be a contender in. Maybe I’m not, but I’m going to play the hell out of it while I’m here … even though if I keep it up, I might not be here for long.
“What do you want, Mallory?”
“I want to do all the things you ask of me and do them better than you ever expected they could be done.”
A rumble emits from his throat as his eyes darken. My knees go weak and I grab the table with my left hand to ensure I don’t fall.
He licks his lips and flips his gaze to my mouth. I think I whimper as I lift my chin, waiting to see what he does next. My entire body is on fire for this man, my heart thumping so hard I’m sure he can hear it.
He moves so my back is pressed against the table, our food long forgotten. His hands are on either side of me, caging me in. Our eyes locked together, he leans in, a slow smirk spreading across his gorgeous face.
“Excuse me, Mr. Landry. Ford is here to see you,” Raza chirps through the line.
We exhale simultaneously, a giggle escaping with mine. There’s nothing funny about this, but the energy has to come out in some way.
“Mr. Landry?” she asks again.
“I’ll be right out. Thank you, Raza.”
“Oh, you’re so welcome, sir.” The line clicks off and Graham marches across the room and punches a button. The light on top indicates he’s not to be disturbed.
I busy myself with cleaning up our lunch, and before he’s at my side again, I have everything bundled up.
“Thanks for lunch,” I say like nothing just happened.
“Mallory …” He runs his hand through his hair, leaving one lock sticking up. Knowing what that will look like if we walk out together, I reach up, hesitating for a split second, before smoothing it out.
His hair is silky against my fingers. He jumps when I touch him at first, but doesn’t back away. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing went on in here. I refuse for it to look like something did. That’s the way rumors get spread, Mr. Landry.”
“Mallory, I …”
I get a final look at his face, reach up and straighten his tie as his eyes go wide, then turn towards the door. “I’ll send Ford in.”
“Mallory!”
“Yeah?” I turn to see him over my shoulder. He’s standing by the table, his hands in his pockets looking frazzled. When he doesn’t respond, I place my hand on the knob. “I’ll have that file back to you before I leave today. Thanks again for lunch.”
I walk out before I can change my mind.

#2

Graham’s tongue darts out, skimming his bottom lip. He’s pinning me against the loveseat with a hand on either side of my face.
“You drive me crazy,” he says, narrowing his eyes. “I try so hard to be on my best behavior around you and you just whittle me down. Every fucking time.”
“Well,” I tease, wrapping my legs around his waist. “I think your ‘best behavior’ is subjective.”
“You know what I mean.”
“And you know what I mean.”
My heels locked at his back, I squeeze my thighs around his waist and pull him closer to me. His lips hover over mine but they don’t touch.
“What exactly do you mean, Mallory?”
I wind my fingers in his hair and tug gently. “I mean this is the Graham I like best. I like seeing you like this.”
“Struggling to keep myself together?”
“Exactly.” Lifting my head, I flick my tongue against his lips. I can feel the heat of his mouth, the taste of his desire. “Don’t try so hard,” I whisper.
“It’s futile anyway,” he says. I barely hear the words as he pulls back. “Stand up.” He climbs off the loveseat, stripping off his shirt. “Now.”
My stomach clenching at the intensity in his eyes, I’m on my feet before I realize I’ve moved.
“Take your dress off. Everything. I want you completely naked.”
The air brushes against my skin as the linen covering my body pools at my feet. As I step out, I watch Graham and almost gasp.
He’s standing in front of me, his cock in his hand, watching my every move. “Bra. Off.”
With a shaky hand, I unclasp the back and throw it at him. He catches it and presses it to his face.
“Now what?” I stand before him, not a thing on my skin. My hair drapes around my shoulders, and despite the fact I’m standing completely naked outside under the watchful eye of this sexy CEO, I don’t feel a bit nervous. Just … admired. That feels better than any orgasm, any accomplishment, any nice words ever spoken to me.
Graham sits again, his legs spread. He’s in complete control, managing the situation not with words or power, but with his eyes. That’s all it takes.

#3

Her skin is pale and creamy, a soft framework for the deep chestnut hair cascading across her shoulders. A dress the color of moss in the summer showcases toned arms and a long, lean line from her shoulders to her calves. A thin rope belt cinches her trim waist, one that I can imagine digging my fingers into.
I clear my throat. “Can I help you?”
With something besides getting out of that dress?
“I think you probably can,” she breathes, then blushes a pretty shade of pink. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. What I mean is …”
 She’s flustered. It’s adorable and sexy at the same time. I should say something, interject, help her out, but I don’t. I like this entirely too much.
“I’ll stop talking now.” She flashes me a pretty smile, one that catches my attention in ways it shouldn’t at eight-sixteen a.m. Taking a step towards me, the toe of her shoe catches on the water bottle she didn’t pick up and she comes barreling my way.
Before I know what’s happening, I reach out and catch her under a spray of loose leaf paper.
“Omph!” she heaves as she lands in my arms and I’m surrounded by a sweet, earthy scent.
I should let her go. I should back away, direct her to the front desk to get directions to wherever she’s going, and retreat to my office. Regardless of how sexy her breasts feel pressed against me or the way her ass pops as my fingers lace together at the dip at the bottom of her spine, I have things to do today. Important things. Lots of them. Even if I can’t pinpoint one at the moment.
Large, nearly golden-colored eyes peer up at me. They’re crystal clear, almost like I can see all the way to the depths of her soul. They’re incredible tones of the purest gold and I can’t look away.
The feel of her body against mine sparks something inside me—a carnal, visceral reaction that’s led by feeling rather than intellect. “Are you okay?” I ask, trying desperately to use the brainpower I’m known for in most circles and not the cock I’m known for in others.
“I think so.” She pulls her gaze away from mine. A connection is actually snapped between us and I’m almost certain she feels it too because her features fall. “I’m just running late …”
Hell. Fucking. No.
I’m afraid to ask the next question. If the answer is what I think it is, I’m going to kill my little sister.


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USA Today Bestselling author Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.

She resides in the Midwest with her husband, sons, and two dogs. She spends a large amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. You can find her outside if the weather's nice and there's always a piece of candy in her pocket.

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Sharing the Virgin by Dani Nichole


Lexi, a 24 year old virgin, is in love with Jessie Black, a notorious man whore who loves group sex. One night at a party, she decides that the only way she can have him is by having a foursome with him, her bff and his bff. Although I generally love this type of story, this one just didn't seem to cut it for me. The sex was hot but it moved too fast for me. Not just the sex, but all of it. I'm pretty open but even I have a hard time believing that after saving themselves for that long, someone would be all about a group sex setting for their first time. It also lacked a lot of the emotional connection that makes group sex what it has the potential to be. The story felt kind of rushed and stilted. It was, however, a quick, lighthearted and fun read.




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Title: Sharing the Virgin
Series: Amberwood Affairs #1
Author: Dani Nichole
Genre: Erotica/New Adult
Release Date: February 23, 2017

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Lexi Day is a virgin whom is only willing to lose it to one man – her long-time friend, Jessie Black. They’ve been friends for nearly ten years and she had given up hope of getting him in bed. But when her best friend Becca tells her that he wants her, she begins questioning what she is willing to do to get with the man of her dreams.

Jessie Black is not boyfriend material, so he did everything he could to stay away from his hot best friend. But when he finally gets the virgin beneath him, he doesn’t want to share.

When these two get under the sheets things explode. But will the explosion be the end of their friendship? Or could it be the beginning of a very hot forever?




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Dani Nichole is two besties who decided to co-write under a pen name. Dani is new to writing, whilst Nichole is a published Author under her real name. Both are mothers, one is married, and one is single. They have a LOVE for smut romance and hope to let it shine with their own stories!


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Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Wet Dream by Jenna Jacob


Definitely a different kind of love story. Brea Gates is slightly man-crazy about the worst type of men. The type of woman who just can't be alone but it's because she's looking for love. She just doesn't look in the right places. After her most recent relationship goes up in flames, she slinks away to Haven and an old friend to pick herself back up. Enter Sawyer Grayson, a sexy cowboy who isn't looking for a relationship but can't seem to keep his mind off of Brea. I adore the real way Brea talks and the honesty in which she conducts her life. It is what it is, even if she knows that her life isn't the way it should be. Their relationship is real and raw and outright funny. Can't wait to read more about Haven Hotties!!




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Synopsis:
Brea Gates has spent a lifetime surrendering her paycheck, her body, and her ever-lovin’ soul to one worthless man after another. She’s determined to steel her spine and give up romance for good. No one possessing a Y chromosome for her. No way. No how.

No men!

When she visits friends in tiny Haven, Texas, she finds blessed peace—for five minutes. One glimpse of rough-hewn cowboy Sawyer Grayson blows Brea’s man-ban to hell, making her ache to get her hands on what he’s packing in those tight blue jeans.

After a failed marriage, Sawyer swapped “Mrs. Right” for “Ms. Right Now.” Though he refuses to risk forever with a gold digging she-devil again, he’s all about a cold beer and a willing woman...or three. But he knows instantly that Brea is different. She's the kind of wet dream who tempts him all night. And she just might be the only one who could lure him back to the altar…



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USA Today Bestselling author Jenna Jacob paints a canvas of passion, romance, and humor as her alpha men and the feisty women who love them unravel their souls, heal their scars, and find a happy-ever-after kind of love. Heart-tugging, captivating, and steamy, Jenna’s books will surely leave you breathless and craving more.

A mom of four grown children, Jenna and her alpha-hunk husband live in Kansas. She loves reading, getting away from the city on the back of a Harley, music, camping, and cooking.

Meet her wild and wicked fictional family in Jenna’s sultry series: The Doms of Genesis. Become spellbound by searing triple love connections in her continuing saga: The Doms of Her Life (co-written with the amazing Shayla Black and Isabella LaPearl). Journey with couples struggling to resolve their pasts and heal their scars to discover unbridled love and devotion in her contemporary series: Passionate Hearts. Or laugh along as Jenna lets her zany sense of humor and lack of filter run free in the romantic comedy series: Hotties of Haven.

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Thursday, January 5, 2017

Fractured Breaths by Zoey Derrick


OHMIGOSH what can I say about this amazing story?? We first read about Livia Fazio, aka Becca Carpenter, as Ireland's best friend in Irresistibly Undeniable. She comes across as bitchy and independent and "F*$^ you, I don't need anyone". In her story, Fractured Breaths, we find out why. To say that I was floored is an understatement. The tragedy that is Livia's life is devastating. Cold and calculating, she does everything she can to make it to her next breath, her next move, her next life. Livia's pain is raw and real and heartbreaking. Enter Bryan Hayes, country superstar extraordinaire. Their immediate connection makes you swoon and you root for them to be one of those few couples who can overcome adversity and be stronger together. This is one of the rare times when a couple in a book moves fast and I'm not complaining about how unrealistic it is. This works for them, it's necessary for Livia's survival, and in all honesty, for Bryan's, too. And Liam....I'm hoping Liam gets his own book. What he went through in the process of trying to save Livia as a teen was just as heartbreaking. More so for Liam because no matter what he did, it wasn't enough to save Livia from herself. This book is a crafted masterpiece and I cannot recommend it enough. Just read Zoey Derrick period. Any book, any character, any genre. They'll all blow you away.

Title: Fractured Breaths
Author: Zoey Derrick
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Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 19
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Synopsis
I breathe in.

I breathe out.

I eat, sleep and breathe.

I'm surviving.

I'm a survivor.

I'll do whatever it takes to keep my life moving forward.

I shouldn't want to. I should want to be buried in the ground somewhere. I'm stronger than that, better than that. Right?

My name is Becca Carpenter and no one really knows who I am. Becca Carpenter isn't even my real name.

I slink in and out of the shadows because it's the only way I know I'll survive.

They're after me. One day, they'll find me.

Life takes a turn for the better, but I never expected to find a calm happiness in Phoenix, Arizona. But like everything else, I've destroyed that bliss, and my best friend. It's what I do, how I survive.

Falling in love with a man in the spotlight is definitely not in the cards of my life’s story.

But Bryan Hayes, country music's biggest superstar, has other ideas about my past. The only problem is he can't see I'm not the person I pretend to be. He wants me, but will the secrets of my past destroy him?

God knows, it's killing me.

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Best Selling Erotic, Paranormal and Contemporary Romance author Zoey Derrick comes from Glendale, Arizona. Zoey, was a mortgage underwriter by day and is now a romance and erotica novelist full-time. She writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips off of her work, bringing excitement to anyone who enjoys a good and sensual love story.
Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true.
 Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those that dare dipping into it.
The intimacy of her fantasies that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any reader is doomed to return to again and again.