Like it’s 1999 Review

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About the Book

Love ’em and Leave ’em Alice Kim and “Hot” Steve Lowell are perfect for each other. It’ll only take them ten years to figure that out.

Just because they throw the most bodacious wedding party ever…
Just because they’re perfect partners in pranks…
Just because they love all the same boss movies…
Just because they share one totally bangin’ night of sex together…

Does not mean they’ll break the One Time Rule.
Even if they do… they don’t do relationships.
And they’re never getting married.
Like, ever.

In this friends-to-lovers, marriage-pact novella spanning the last decade of the 20th century, life forces a playboy and a playgirl grow up—and grow apart—before giving them a chance to create a happy-ever-after they can actually be happy about.

Review

Like it’s 1999 is one of those novellas that feels longer than it is, but in all of the good ways. Even though it’s a shorter story the characters are fleshed out better than some full length books. And I mean, like the other books in this series, it’s set in an amazing time period. Plus it’s pretty dang funny, and I mean, I like that.

Like I already mentioned, this book really excels in the expert craft of the characters. They really take us through this story and ensure that we are engaged while traversing through the pages. And our MCs are really likeable characters, so it’s not like you’re groaning through certain parts because you’re annoyed. Plus I really enjoyed seeing the passage of time and how their relationship developed and morphed.

I really have loved and enjoyed this series and I cannot wait to see where it takes em next. Grey is truly a wonderful storyteller and I could easily recommend her books for anyone looking for a funny and amazing read.

About the Author

KAREN GREY is the pen name for Karen White (assumed not to hide her identity, but because her actual name is already connected with a well-known fiction author). A theatre actor in Boston in the eighties and early nineties, she started working as an audiobook narrator in 1999 after moving to Los Angeles. Having returned her home state of North Carolina, she shares a home with her family and probably too many pets, where she continues to record audiobooks as well as make up stories.

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Feisty Red Tour – Review

About the Book

“Stacey Kennedy turns up the heat and keeps us wanting more.”
#1 New York Times bestselling author Meredith Wild

Feisty Red, an all-new secret baby, second chance romance from USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy, is available now!

Clara Carter is the brains behind Three Chicks Brewery. The oldest and most responsible of the Carter sisters, she doesn’t have time for anything but taking care of her son and making sure her family’s top beer, Foxy Diva, gets into bars across North America. Which means getting the brew in front of Colorado’s biggest beer distributor. Unfortunately, that becomes tricky when the man in charge of distribution is none other than Sullivan Kenne, the cowboy who ran out on her seven years ago.

Sullivan’s life has been filled with one wrong move after another. First, he tried to prove himself to his bastard father by joining a professional baseball team, a choice Sullivan still regrets. Then he bailed on Clara, the only woman he’s ever loved. Seeing her again makes Sullivan determined to right his wrongs. Unfortunately, he wasn’t counting on one of those wrongs being a six-year-old son he never knew about…

Reuniting with Clara and meeting his son is a shocking—and amazing—experience. But as much as Sullivan tries to return to his roots and be the stand-up cowboy of Clara’s dreams, the reality is that she’s having trouble trusting him. Luckily, Sullivan knows the way to Clara’s heart, and he’ll prove to her that a second chance with a cowboy is worth the risk.

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Review

This story was so sweet and uplifting. Although I’m not personally a fan of second chances (stubbornness is strong with me), I really liked how it played out in this story. And this sort of second chance just worked. Plus it had that perfect balance of steam and story development.

What really made me enjoy this story the most was that it wasn’t toxic. Our MCs were aware of their faults and actively working on it. Plus I’m just a sucker for a man admitting and working on better mental health. And the family dynamic in this story was just so cute (who would’ve thought I’d actually enjoy family based romances? Cause I would have NEVER. And I blame my apparent grumpy sounding demeanor on my nap today).

Overall this is a really enjoyable romance with way more to it than just a bunch of steam. It has a great story and it’s one you’ll (hopefully) just really fall in love with. I mean, it’s written so well that I don’t see how you wouldn’t!

About the Author

Stacey Kennedy is a USA Today bestselling author who writes contemporary romances full of heat, heart, and happily ever afters. With over 50 titles published, her books have hit Amazon, B&N, and Apple Books bestseller lists. Stacey lives with her husband and two children in southwestern Ontario—in a city that’s just as charming as any of the small towns she creates. Most days, you’ll find her enjoying the outdoors with her family or venturing into the forest with her horse, Priya. Stacey’s just as happy curled up indoors, where she writes surrounded by her lazy dogs. She believes that sexy books about hot cowboys or alpha heroes can fix any bad day. But wine and chocolate help too.

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Excerpt

“How long has it been since you’ve done something like this?” she asked.

“Seven years.”

“Seriously? Seven years?”

The light from the fire was impressively bright, revealing the chiseled lines of his cheekbones. “Life is different in Boston,” he explained, gaze on the sky. “Not so quiet. And when we travel for games, we always play in big cities. I don’t get the chance to get out to places where the city lights don’t hide the stars.”

She looked to the sky herself, spotting the milky way. Over the years, many of her old high school friends had moved away with big city dreams. She’d never had those dreams herself, loving small-town life. The old Sullivan she knew would have hated the big city too. She figured she better get to know this Sullivan. “Do you like the big city?” she asked.

“Parts of it,” he said. “Some parts, I don’t.”

She smiled, dropping her head to the side to watch his expression. “Like the bars?” 

The side of his mouth curved before he glanced her way, lifting an eyebrow. “You saw the tabloid article, then?”

She nodded. Everyone saw all the articles about him. Every week, on a new issue in the grocery store line. “What’s going on with all of that? The bar fights and stuff?” And, of course, by “stuff,” she totally meant women.

Obviously picking up on that, Sullivan’s mouth quirked up at the corner again. “Does the stuff wear dresses and high heels?”

She sent her gaze to the fire. “It’s none of my business. You don’t have to talk about it. It’s just…”

“Just what?”

She felt his stare. “You were always a one-woman type of guy. What changed?”

“Nothing,” he said in a quiet voice. She dared to look at him then, and his jaw was clenched, tension creasing the lines around his eyes while he watched the fire burn. “The women, they’re a distraction.”

“From?” she pressed, not even sure why she wanted to know the answer so bad.

The heat from the fire became all-encompassing as he drew in the longest, deepest breath then blew it out through his nose. “From the shit that gets heavy in my head.”

She froze, shocked by his answer. Of all the things she had expected him to say, that certainly wasn’t it. For fun. Because I don’t want anything serious. Something like that, not anything deep.

At the silence, he turned his head to the side, watching her closely. “Distractions help me take a break from that.”

“I suppose they would,” she agreed gently. She had seen the guy she loved fade when his mom passed away, but he was lost forever when his father’s abuse started. But right here, right now, she could almost see the guy he’d been when his mother was alive. The good guy, the guy who wouldn’t simply vanish from someone’s life so cruelly. “What about this bar fight that got you suspended?”

“It never should have happened,” he said, looking back to the sky with a heavy sigh. “I’m careful not to drink too much, to always stay in control, but that night, my control slipped.”

She took a guess. “Because of your dad dying?”

“I suspect my dad’s death had something to do with it, yeah.” The shame on his face was more punishment than anyone should endure, and the orange hue from the fire detailed every bit of it. “We were leaving the bar, me and a bunch of teammates, and we came across an asshole fighting with his girlfriend. He was screaming at her, and then he pushed her, and she fell.” He stopped to take a deep breath before continuing. “I didn’t know them. I had no business interfering. But something in my head snapped, and I acted before I even knew what was happening.”

“Wait,” Clara said, trying to understand. “Why didn’t you say that the guy was hurting his girlfriend? I’d say that’s forgivable. You were protecting her.”

“Because I’m no better, Clara,” Sullivan said, dryly. He turned his head then, revealing many years of pain in his eyes. “I put my hands on someone in violence, in rage. That is unforgivable.”

She tried to see it his way, but failed. “No, you were giving the guy a taste of his own medicine. Seriously, Sullivan, people would have sided with you.” She watched him for a moment, looking for a single flicker of agreement with her on his expression. Trying to understand, she asked, “So, instead of explaining that, you took the suspension?”

“That’s right.”

She processed, scenting the piney aroma from the trees hugging the firepit. Nothing felt…right. Something was missing. She sat up straight, scooting to the end of her chair to face him fully. “Why are you home, Sullivan?” she asked.

His brows drew together. “You already know why. To get my head right.”

She considered all this again, but something seemed off. “I know what you told me. A bar fight led to a suspension, and you came home to deal with your past because of the fight. But to avoid all of that, all you had to do was tell the truth about what happened. So, again, why are you here?”

Their gazes held before he looked back at the fire. It seemed like he wasn’t going to answer her, but then she almost wished he hadn’t. “When I sobered up that next day at the police station, I knew I was on my way to becoming him.”

“Your father?”

“Yes,” he said slowly.

Clara’s heart squeezed painfully, her breath all but gone.

Before she could even think up a reply, he added, “Of course, not completely. I still think the guy I hit deserved it. But I realized I became the very thing I hate. I pushed all the bad shit down deep enough that I felt nothing. Just rage. Until it all exploded.” He turned his head again, torment swirling in the depths of his eyes, and said oh-so softly, “My dad did that until there was nothing left of him, until only rage lived in the spots that were once good. So, that’s why I’m here, Clara. To face the shit that makes me feel uncomfortable so that doesn’t happen to me.”

The world seemed to slow as coldness swept across her. Not knowing what to say, she looked to the fire because, just like that, the years vanished. This was the Sullivan she did know, and she, behind all the hurt and worry for Mason’s well-being, loved this man. But he was drowning in the dark misery and desperately wanted a way out, but unable to find it.

“Clara.”

His soft voice pulled her focus to his warm, gentle eyes.

“I’m sorry for leaving you the way I did.” His voice blistered. “I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to be what you needed.”  Tears welled in her eyes, and nothing could stop them from rolling down her cheeks. For as long as she could remember, she’d wanted an explanation, an apology. Now she had those things, but only one truth remained: they’d both done their best in a terrible situation that no one deserved. As much as she wanted to blame Sullivan for leaving and breaking her heart, she couldn’t. Her aching heart reached for him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to help you.”

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Two Minds Review

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About the Book

Daddy issues? CHECK

Mummy issues? CHECK

Family issues? CHECK

Fucked up self esteem? CHECK

Overthinking mind leading to insanity? CHECK

Lizzy is your average messed up girl, clearly not taking a break from life’s fucked up routine of hell.

Her parents are the demons of her prison, driving her to rebal by making instinctive choices.

Ultimately leading her to uncover a secret that was hidden from her since birth.

What if everyone you know wasn’t who they said they were?

What if your surroundings weren’t all that you could see?

What if the You, you thought you knew wasn’t who you truly are?

A classically intriguing thriller where every corner is a mystery that could lead to your death or survival…
Would you take the risk?

Or watch yourself burn in the world you thought you knew?

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Review

Wow, what a quick but intense read. There is honestly no other way to describe it really. Two Minds pulls you in, tangles you up, then spits you right back out. And I know I’ve said its intense, but this novella really is tangled and crazy and wild. There are just so many ups and downs throughout it.

Where this one excelled the most is the writing. Griffits just expertly wove together the story between Lizzy and Darcy and really ensured that you were engaged throughout the novella. And I also really just enjoyed the two characters and how different yet similar they are. And even though I’m not a huge fan of multiple POVs I think it worked (for the most part) in this one.

I know I’ve already said this multiple times, but be prepared for a wild ride in this story. BUT, on the plus side the length of the book means you won’t have to spend forever trying to get through the twists. I’ve really come to appreciate novellas this year and I think for stories like this one the length works better. At least for my attention span.

About the Author

Naakaree published her first book in 2017, with her second following in 2020.

Naakaree has always found love in reading and writing and graduated with a diploma in Journalism in 2019. During her studies, she started up ‘KBS Magazine’ in 2018, and combined her love for the two different writing styles of Journalistic & fiction book writing.

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Stay With Me Tour – Review

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About the Book

Love has never been more dangerous.

In the sequel to her riveting debut, She’s With Me, Wattpad superstar Jessica Cunsolo brings us the dramatic continuation of a romance that always defies the odds…

Amelia Collins finally finds happiness in the arms of Aiden Parker, who accepts her for who she is―even when their pasts become hopelessly entangled in their present and threaten to completely unravel their futures. As Aiden’s accused of a crime he didn’t commit and struggles to keep his family together, Amelia fights a battle of her own: how to tell Aiden she needs to leave.

Determined to put real life on hold for just a little bit longer, Amelia and her friends leave the chaos of King City behind for a beach house and holiday celebrations. Still, it’s only a matter of time before close quarters reveal their secrets and Aiden fully understands the awful truth about the man pursuing Amelia.

Amelia knows she can’t outrun the painful memories of the past and killer’s obsession with her. Her beloved friends are in danger, and she will not let them be harmed. Overwhelmed by love but haunted by fear, Amelia must decide if staying with the person she loves is worth risking his life. 

Review

This book was such a good read! It had drama and sparks and action and just really engaged me. And while there is a LOT going on in this story it still just makes you want to read. I mean sometimes you need a book with DRAMA instead of just plain old regular drama.

I know a lot of people don’t particularly care for Wattpad books, but I can’t help but love them. They’re always so… extra, and my extra self loves reading all of that. But where this one differs is the mystery aspect. There’s the typical romance drama but we also get mystery and suspense interwoven in this book. And I really loved that extra depth!

This is a fun book to read so grab book one and book two and get ready for a wild ride! It’s really just such a great story and I can’t wait to see what Cunsolo comes up with next!

About the Author

Jessica Cunsolo’s young adult series, With Me, has amassed over
one hundred million reads on Wattpad since she posted her first
story, She’s With Me, on the platform in 2015. The novel has since
won a 2016 Watty Award for Best Teen Fiction, and has been
published in French by Hachette Romans, in Spanish by Grupo
Planeta, and in English by Wattpad Books. Jessica lives with her
dog, Leo, just outside of Toronto, where she enjoys the outdoors
and transforming her real-life awkward situations into plotlines
for her viral stories. You can find her on Twitter @AvaViolet17,
on Instagram, @jesscunsolo, or on Wattpad @AvaViolet.

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In Trouble With Him Tour – Review

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About the Book

In Trouble with Him, a not-to-be-missed, forbidden standalone romance from Stacy Travis is available now!

Falling in love was asking for trouble.

Meeting a hot professor at my best friend’s wedding has hookup written all over it.

Dammit it if he isn’t unexpectedly charming, making me want to abandon one-night stand plans for something more.

But dammit again if he doesn’t run off mid-kiss like a fugitive from Cinderella’s pumpkin coach.

That’s because he’s got a curfew as part of his house arrest for insider trading. Oh well, I’ll never see him again anyway.

Except that he shows up at my office—at my new job where I’ve just been made a law partner.

Turns out, he’s my newest client and he may be guilty of all kinds of things. Would it be a crime if he steals my heart?

Review

PHEW! Today has been BUSY! But I’m finally getting a chance to sit down and write this review and let me start off by saying you’re gonna want to read it. You know those books that are just enjoyable? Well, this is one of them!

I went into this story expecting to enjoy it, but I didn’t expect to fall in love with the characters as much as I did. They just really drew me into the story and made me so invested in what was going to happen next. Plus I just extra loved our powerhouse of a heroine and all she stood for. But out of all of this it was really just a clever story that worked and flowed so well.

Remember how I’ve repeatedly said how much I enjoyed this book? Well, it’s true. SO when you read it make sure you’re prepared to devour this and not want to set it down. My favorite set up is a bunch of blankets, some fur babies, and a nice hot chocolate.

About the Author

It’s a rough world out there, and we all sometimes need a good, romantic beach read, even if we can’t make it to the beach. I’ve spent many lazy days walking the streets of Paris and other gorgeous European cities, and if I’m doing it right, I’m bringing you a dash of romance and a vacay fantasy.

I can’t sit still, so when I’m not hiking, biking or running, I’m playing a very average game of tennis. Background music for writing undoubtedly features some U2, Lizzo, Billy Joel, Pink, Taylor Swift, and Led Zeppelin. Not necessarily in that order. And if I could only eat one food group, it would be cheese. Or wine. Or bread. Are those food groups? Whatever.

Excerpt

“Wow, time flies, huh?” he said.

“Are you having fun?”

He studied me for a moment. Then he was silent again. Of course, he wasn’t having fun. He was facing potential jail time and major fines from the SEC, not to mention he’d been put on leave from the job he loved, and his tenured position was probably in jeopardy. What a stupid thing to ask. “Sorry. I know this can’t be fun for you.”

After looking through the conference room glass for a moment, he nodded. “Actually, it is. But only because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we met, and now that I have the pleasure of your company, it makes me happy,” he said.

“Wait, what?” I felt just as giddy as I had at age fourteen when a boy I’d been crushing on for months asked me if I’d mind paying for his slice of pizza after a high school football game. This was pre-cheerleading, to be clear. After I made the squad, the fourteen-year-olds paid for me. Mostly.

“Was that not clear? I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve barely thought of anything but you since we met. And given that I’m charged with insider trading and facing jail time, I find that significant.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

“I mean, that’s… ordinarily, it’s exactly what a woman wants to hear. But now…”

“Now that you know I’m charged with insider trading?”

“No, now that you’re my client. You insisted on being my client. I gave you an out, and you insisted. So now you get lawyer me, not Saturday night me. That was your choice,” I said. It was my turn to look through the glass because I couldn’t keep gazing at him without repercussions.

“I wasn’t aware you were two different people. For the record, I like both,” he said with a smile.

“You don’t get both. That’s not how this works.” I turned toward my notes, hoping he understood that recess was over.

“I’m the client. Don’t I get to dictate how things work?” he asked.

“No, you get to be the client. You answer my questions, and you behave yourself so I don’t get fired or disbarred. I feel like you weren’t listening when I just explained all that.”

“I was listening. I just chose to ignore it.”

He was frustrating. The fact that he was hot in a nerdy chiseled-jaw professor way was also frustrating. I needed to get control of the situation. Looking at the stacks of books on the conference room shelves, I saw nothing to give me direction as to how to handle the situation.

They should make law books for this. Or self-help books. Any guidance would be welcome.

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Impossible Odds Tour – Review

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About the Book

He was a vision of power and privilege.
Ruthless arrogance personified.
A total stranger and an irresistible challenge.

I approached him in a busy casino and felt the sting of his brutal rejection.
Then I did something incredibly brazen. Impulsive. Reckless.

I stole from him.

The object was inconsequential, only worth a handful of dollars.
I didn’t do it for the money; it was about making a statement.

I went back home thousands of miles away without giving him a second thought until I spotted those quicksilver eyes glaring at me across a busy nightclub.

It was too impossible to be a coincidence.
Yet, there he was, seething with a violent promise of retribution.

He thought he’d intimidate me.
Hunt me down and make me pay.
What he didn’t realize was I don’t scare easily.

My name is Giada Genovese, and I’m a goddamn mafia princess.

**𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘖𝘥𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴.

Review

I mean, what’s better than a character driven romance? Especially in the age of COVID and needing a little break from reality. And uhm, did you see that cover? Because I’m obsessed with it! But this book was just so yummy and amazing and steamy and well thought out! Which is sometimes hard to come by in a romance.

Now, this is book four in TheFive Families series, but if you’re like me it’s book one. And that’s ok because Impossible Odds can be read as a standalone. But it also means that you’re going to want to go and get the other three books to catch up. And what really made me feel like I need to read the others in the series is just how well drawn out the characters are. It’s not just pure lust and no story, we get some background, we get some story, and don’t worry there’s still some steam! So, as you can see, there is a lot to love about this one.

Because of the nature of romance books, I think I look towards epic levels of character development over anything else. And I really loved the characters in this one and even though I’ve finished the book I still want to know more about them. And that doesn’t stand for just out main characters, I love the entire cast! So this was definitely a win for me and I’m really glad I introduced myself to this series!

About the Author

Within a year of self-publishing her first book, Jill Ramsower quit her job as an attorney and dedicated her days to churning out romantic adventures. She likes to think of her books as contemporary romance with a touch of fantasy—at its core, her writing is about the connection between two people. Sometimes that connection involves a little magic…

With Jill’s books, you can count on confident heroines, plenty of steamy tension, and deliciously assertive leading men. There are no guarantees in life, but with her books, you know everything will work out in the end. However, a perfect ending would not be nearly as satisfying without a seemingly insurmountable challenge. Jill loves to add plenty of adversity in her stories, creating unforgettably dynamic characters and sneaky plot twists you will never see coming.

Jill is a Texan, born and raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being an author and a mom, she’s a travel junkie and loves to read when she is not lost in her own stories.

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Love Song Tour – Review & Excerpt

About the Book

“Nobody writes inked-up, sexy-as-sin rockers like Kylie Scott!!”
 –Emma Chase, New York Times bestselling author

Love Song, an all-new 1001 Dark Nights novella from the sexy as sin Stage Dive series by New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott is available now!

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kylie Scott comes a new story in her Stage Dive series…

There’s always the one that got away. Or kicked you out…

The new darling of rock n’ roll, Adam Dillon, is ready to show his ex-girlfriend, Jill Schwartz, what a mistake she made kicking him to the curb. So maybe he wasn’t the best of boyfriends. Writing great songs and climbing to the top of the charts isn’t easy. Only problem is, he’s fast finding out that success isn’t everything.

**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you’ll enjoy each one as much as we do.**

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Review

Now, I’m not a huge fan of second-chance personally (what can I say, I hold a grudge), but it really worked for this book! But it might have helped having a rock star swoon worthy main character to sway me over to this trope. So it’s official, I am now on the dark side because I thoroughly enjoyed this novella!

I think I liked this version of the second chance trope because there was ill will between the two but they also wished one another well. Which is a conundrum, but it made it more of a two destined to be together but trying at the wrong time (if that poorly worded explanation makes sense, I cannot think this week). But sometimes you do meet the right person and it just takes a second or a few chances to make it work. Our lives don’t always line up the way we want them and the same goes for relationships. And this novella tells us the story of two people who meet again and the sparks are still flying even after everything they went through together.

I’m such a sucker for rockstar romances, so that is probably why I loved this one so much. I mean, who wouldn’t want to read about a rockstar and enter that crazy world? But the characters really made this novella as I went along with them on this story. There were ups and downs, laughs and frustration, and plenty of chemistry!

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Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013, 2014 & 2018, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

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Excerpt

“No,” said the bodyguard.

“But—”

“Miss, do you have any idea how many people try to get backstage by claiming they have some sort of relationship with Mr. Dillon?” Face a careful blank, the man in the slick black suit stared down at me. He had a point. I’d pushed through a crush of fans, getting my toes stomped on several times, along with taking an elbow to the kidney, just to talk to this guy. God only knew what it took to get near the star of the show.

“I’d imagine a lot,” I yelled back at him. Necessary given the volume of the music filling the space. “The difference here is I’m not lying.”

“But since everyone says that, you can see from my perspective how that’s not actually a point of difference.”

Adam Dillon, rock star extraordinaire, gyrated his slim denim-clad hips like an Alt-Rock Elvis on the nearby stage. He pouted and crooned about the woman who’d done him wrong. Me. That’s right, I was the big bad ex who’d broken him and woke him to the dangers of love. Or so the song said.

The song lied and then some.

According to the lyrics he was currently wailing, I’d ground his heart beneath my five-inch heels before blowing him a kiss goodbye. From memory, there’d been a lot of shouting, but no blowing of kisses. And having just kicked off the flats I wore for work, I’d been barefoot, my legs and back aching. No way had I been strutting around in stilettos. Home from a hard day at the hair salon, I’d returned to find Adam on the couch. The same place he’d been when I’d left for work approximately eleven hours earlier. The same place he’d been for what felt like months as I worked my ass off to pay the rent. That’s when all hell broke loose. However, it wasn’t the only issue that had caused our relationship to bomb. Nothing’s ever simple.

But back to the here and now. I grabbed the slip of paper out of my front pocket, holding it up for his perusal. “My name is Jill Schwartz. How many of those people claiming to know him have one of these?”

His eyes widened as he scanned the name on the check, before widening again at the amount. And fair enough too. I’d had a mild panic attack myself when it had first arrived. When Adam decided to make a statement, he didn’t bother with subtle. If only I could figure out what it all meant. If it meant anything at all, of course. And that question was what had brought me here tonight.

*I received an e-arc in exchange for an honest review*

But I Need You Tour – Review & Excerpt

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Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch…

But I Need You, the second installment in the scorching hot This Love Hurts series by Wall Street Journal bestselling author Willow Winters is available now!

Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it.

That’s how I’d describe what happened to us.

Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch…

The chase and the heat between us became addictive.

Our nights together were a distraction, one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.

We should have paid more attention; we should have known that it would come to this.

We both knew it couldn’t last, but that didn’t change what we desired most.

All we wanted was each other…

But I Need You is book 2 in the This Love Hurts trilogy.  This Love Hurts must be read first.

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Review

Well dang this book was amazing! I went in expecting a lot and it really didn’t disappoint in the slightest. And can I just say: the chemistryyyyyyyyyyyy! Like holy heck! Va va voom! *smexy growl* So yeah, this one was PRETTY good if I do say so myself!

Unlike a lot of other romance books this series NEEDS to be read in order. So buckle up because that means you get two whole books to devour if you haven’t read the first one yet! And spoiler alert the first one is just as amazing. And this is probably one of the best written romance books I’ve read yet. There are just so many layers and elements to this story that I was full invested in all of the twists and turns.

This is my first series by Willow Winters and sheesh, I have been missing out! She is obviously a master at storytelling and slowly unweaving all of the intricacies between the characters. So I will definitely be needing to check out more of her works. But I’m so glad I started with this series because I love it so much! And I will be impatiently waiting for book three!

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Willow Winters is so happy to be a USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1 Contemporary Best Selling Author!

Willow started writing after having her little girl, Evie, December 2015. All during her pregnancy with Evie she continued to read and she only wanted to read romance. She was reading a book a day — sometimes two.

In January 2016 Willow was staying up late with Evie and just thinking of all these stories. They came to her constantly so she finally sat down and just started writing. She always wanted to do it so she figured, why not? Today Willow cannot be happier for making that decision!

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Excerpt

Marcus’s large hand smooths the comforter beside him.  My body is heavy and weak; every piece of me is practically lead, weighed down in this moment. 

Hot, molten lead, to be more specific.  Unable to keep its form and desperate for somewhere to go.

There’s not a single soul I could have confided in.  Not one … not even Cody.

No one but the man who beckons me to come lie with him.  And if I’m honest with myself, it’s something I’ve wanted since he first whispered my name.

Swallowing thickly, I make my way to him, letting the floor emphasize each of my steps with a creak.  I don’t bother with pretenses, so in that time, I lift the hem of my tank top over my head, uncovering my small breasts and the cool air instantly caresses my body.

I don’t know how he’ll react but I imagine this is what he’s after, and with the weight of today still firmly weighing down on me, I want it too.  I’m eager to forget it all and feel something else that is far more intoxicating to lure me into the depths of sleep. 

A hiss of intake is followed by a groan of satisfaction from the man in the room, but I don’t bother to look him in the eye.  Leaning against the bed, I kick off the loose-fitting sweatpants, but leave on the one garment that will stay between us for the moment.  With my clothes tossed carelessly on the floor of the cheap motel, I drag down the comforter that he just smoothed and crawl in.

It’s not lost on me that I’m exposed, bared to a man who stays in the shadows and won’t let me see him.

Something about that fact makes it even easier to do what I’m about to do next.

When I crawl on the bed, the springs give a slight protest with a soft squeak.  My fingers dig into the mattress and I lean forward on my hands and knees at the top of the bed.  My eyes are closed, my breathing even and I plant the barest of kisses on his hard jaw lined with stubble.  He’s rough against my gentleness, but something about the simple act, breaks down any wall of protest.

“Tell me it’s going to be all right?”  I whisper the plea, my forehead resting against his temple.  If he were going to push me away, now would be the time and it’s quite possibly something that will happen.  An act that would destroy me.  

But I would take it.  I’d take it just as much as I’d take him laying me down on my stomach and fucking me raw on this bed.  If he’ll make everything right again, I’ll let him do whatever he wants to me.

Time tortures me as I wait for what feels like forever for an answer.  My eyes remain closed even when I feel him move, shifting next to me until his deft fingers slip down the curves of my side.  With goosebumps following the trace of his fingertips, a shiver elicits the darkest of wants.

“It will be.”  His answer comes with a nip on my shoulder, a warning maybe.  “You know I’m a bad man, don’t you?”  His warm breath trails down my shoulders like a silk sash falling from the finest of robes and all at once, he’s no longer touching me. 

My long lashes flutter open and I stare directly ahead at his throat.  The cords in his neck tighten and the dark stubble begs me to brush the tip of my nose against it, just to feel how sharp it is.  “I know exactly who you are,” I whisper and although it feels true as each syllable slips out, so many questions in the back of my mind doubt my conviction.

*I received an e-arc in exchange for an honest review*

Who’s The Boss Tour – Review & Excerpt

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Who’s the Boss, an all-new, sizzling enemies-to-lovers workplace romantic comedy  from New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy is available now!

Arrogant, charming and sexy as hell, Master chef Sean Kincaid is legendary both in the kitchen and in the bedroom. So of course it only took five minutes for him to get me overheated. My temper that is.

Because Sean Kincaid is my new boss. Who has strolled into my kitchen demanding I follow his rules. I don’t like taking orders from anyone but certainly not from a grumpy man who knows how to push all of my buttons.

And when a Best Chef competition pits the two of us against each other, it’s either going to be a sizzler–or a recipe for disaster.

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Review

I mean, an enemies to lovers rom-com about two chefs is right up my alley. Well, anything with food is right up my alley, but that’s besides the point! But overall this was a fun and quirky read that I was able to devour in an evening. And even though it is a short book I still felt satisfied with the story and while I want more it also felt complete.

Let me start off by saying there was sooooo much chemistry between our two MCs! And that’s a must when reading a romance book. I mean, imagine if you hated the two *destined* to be together! It would be such a drag! But what I like most about this book is that it was funny! It’s such a bonus when I crack up laughing throughout but still get all those steamy chemistry riddled scenes. I mean, perfect combo!

I really enjoyed this one and actually liked that it was quite short. I tend to prefer my romance books, especially if they’re more of the rom-com variety, to be more of the novella length. I think it just allows for the story and romance to shine without getting too muddled when they’re a bit shorter!

About the Author

USA Today and New York Times bestselling author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written over seventy-five novels and novellas in the romance and mystery genres. Erin has a special weakness for high-heeled boots, martinis, and Frank Sinatra. She lives with her renovation-addicted husband (he built her a bar, so it’s all good!) and their blended family of kids and rescue dogs.

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Excerpt

The first time I met Sean Kincaid it was hate at first sight. 

I didn’t know who he was at the time, but he annoyed me from the very first second he entered the same air space as me.

The feeling had clearly been mutual.

On my way to my friend Felicia’s engagement party, I was already in the elevator reaching for the button when a very tall, very attractive guy threw his arm up to stop the door from closing. The door bounced back open and he stepped in the elevator with a victorious smile on his face.

Then he stopped. Mid-smile, he just cut it off. Like once he’d taken in the view of me and made eye contact, he’d decided I no longer was worthy of his teeth being displayed.

It was so shockingly obvious that I had an immediate intense negative reaction in return. Boom. Insta-hate.

I had a reputation of being something of a cynic because I don’t think couples should jump into moving in together or say, get married after a couple of weeks. I believe in taking it slow and background checks, so sue me. Proceed with caution or get your heart shattered into a million pieces. Or worse, you wind up with a restraining order. But I wasn’t unfriendly. I liked people. I was open to giving everyone a shot. It was rare for me to dislike a guy on sight.

But that dismissive glance made me want to build a wall brick by brick between us so I didn’t have to look at his arrogant face.

“What floor?” I asked, to be polite, because even though I couldn’t shake that flicker of irritation, I wasn’t going to be a bitch.

“Four. I’m going to my brother’s engagement party.” He made a sound of disgust, shaking his head. “He’s marrying some psycho he met on a dating app a hot minute ago.”

We were going to the same party. Fabulous. I actually agreed with him that the engagement was too fast. Which it definitely was. Felicia and Michael had been dating all of three weeks. But that psycho was my best friend, and why was she the crazy one and his brother wasn’t when both of them had jumped into the engagement?

“I’m going to the same apartment,” I said, studiously staring at the numbers panel. Do not engage. Do not argue with a total stranger, I coached myself. 

We were only on the second floor. Slowest. Elevator. Ever.

“Oh, you know Michael? Do you work with him? Can you talk him out of this ridiculous engagement?”

I had never met Michael (because as mentioned, Felicia and Michael had basically just met themselves) but it wasn’t reassuring that I would adore Felicia’s fiancé if he shared DNA with this guy standing next to me.

“No, I don’t work with Michael.” I turned and gave him a hard stare. “Felicia is one of my best friends. You know, the psycho marrying your brother.”

Understanding dawned, but he merely grinned. He didn’t look even remotely apologetic. “No kidding? Small world.” 

“How does that make it a small world?” I asked, unable to contain myself. “There are eight units in this building, two on the first floor, and we’re on the elevator together. Odds are we’d be going to the same party.”

His eyebrows shot up. “It’s called small talk. A non sequitur.”

Was that mansplaining? My vow to be polite disintegrated. “Small world, small talk… what else in your world is small?” I asked, giving him a questioning stare. 

He just gave a laugh. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

“No. I wouldn’t.” Because I doubted he had a small anything, in spite of my jab.

Because unfortunately, he was actually a hot piece of man candy. I could admit that. He was tall, broad shouldered, with a strong jaw. He had light green eyes that gave off an icy coolness and cheekbones that women spent hours watching YouTube videos to try to achieve with contouring. He hadn’t shaved recently, but it wasn’t a full beard. Just a few days of caramel-colored stubble that I had no doubt most women would enjoy running their fingers through.

He was gorgeous and muscular and probably had a cock to back up all that confidence. Which made me dislike him even more.

“What do you think of this engagement?” he asked. “Seriously. No offense, but there has to be something wrong with your friend.”

“Are you serious?” Because again, Felicia was defective, but that made his brother normal? I wasn’t going to be a bitch on my own behalf, but if you mess with my friends, I will bring it. I opened my mouth to annihilate him, but got distracted when the elevator jerked to a sudden halt.

“Why are we stopping?” he asked, looking up.

The second-floor button was still lit up. “Maybe someone is going up from the second floor,” I said, because duh. That’s what elevators do. They stop at floors.

“But the doors aren’t opening.” He reached out and jammed his finger repeatedly into the “open door” button.  

Fighting the urge to sigh, I just stood there and watched him pull back from the panel and run his hand through his hair.

“Nothing is happening.”

No, it wasn’t. I unfurled my scarf so it wasn’t covering my neck. It was December and I was bundled up from the commute from Brooklyn to SoHo. It was getting stuffy in the elevator. I had my purse over my shoulder and across my midsection so I didn’t have to carry it and I shifted so that I could unzip my winter coat.

Michael’s brother turned to me, panic clear on his face. “What the hell do we do?”

“It might start up again in a minute,” I said, not really that worried. I’d been on enough trains that had stopped and started again without any reason or explanation. I’d also been trapped in an elevator once about four years earlier and that had lasted three hours. Once we got past ten minutes, I would start to get concerned, but for now I wasn’t going to freak out. “Push the help button.”

That seemed an obvious course of action to me.

But he dismissed that idea. “No one is going to respond to that.” 

Okay, Mr. Elevator Expert.

“I’ll push it, then.” I tried to shift around him, but he wasn’t moving. “Excuse me.” I was determined to keep my cool.

He wrinkled his nose and frowned down at me. “What? Why?”

“So I can push the button.” The frown deepened. His mouth was sensual, with lips that probably could do amazing things to a woman’s inner thighs, after he stripped her naked.

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The Rookie Tour – Review & Excerpt

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The Rookie, an action-packed romantic suspense full of heat from USA Today bestselling author Kimberly Kincaid is available now!

Police recruit Xander Matthews wants two things:
to help people
and to keep his dark and dangerous past
in his rear-view, where it belongs.
He never thought he’d see brash, beautiful A.D.A. Tara Kingston
after she tried to prosecute him two years ago.

Yet here she is, smack in the middle of a crime scene
and now they have to work together
to catch a killer.

Tara prides herself on being tough—
after all, she learned the hard way
how fleeting life can be.
But the closer she gets to Xander
the more she wants to open up and let him in.
The more she wants everything.

The stakes are high
and the passion is hot.
But Xander’s secrets run deep
and now, their hearts and their lives
are on the line…

This is the first story in a brand-new, scorching hot romantic suspense series from Kimberly Kincaid. A shorter version of this story will appear in the Danger and Desire anthology from September 15-25, 2020. This is the extended version, containing bonus scenes and added content. It will be 99 cents for preorder and release week only (until October 13, 2020). Release day is October 6, 2020.

The Intelligence Unit series is a spinoff from Station Seventeen and Remington Medical. Xander first appears in DOWN DEEP. All of Kimberly’s romances stand alone.

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Review

This was such a fun, intense, and quick read! The story started off with a bang and just kept going from there! And the romance was just so cute. But what I liked most of all was that these two were equals. The female didn’t get shoved aside just because she now has a “protector,” she was just as involved as all of the others.

I have such a soft spot for precinct stories, but it might be because I’m absolutely obsessed with Brooklyn Nine-Nine. But I just loved the subject of this novella. However, I do wish that there was a bit more . . . steam . . . throughout. Yet on the other-hand it was kind of refreshing to read a romance more focused on the story aspect. Regardless, I still really enjoyed this one!

And lastly, since this is a novella it was a SUPER fast read. Yet the pace never felt rushed, the story fit perfectly into the length of the book and there wasn’t excess information to distract us from the story itself. Plus I find that I always really enjoy novella romances, I feel like they just work!

About the Author

Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet and hot and edgy romantic suspense. When she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and a 2016 and 2015 RWA RITA® finalist and 2014 Bookseller’s Best nominee who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. Kimberly resides in Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters.

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Excerpt

Tara took a step toward him, her arms softening at her sides. “You’re a really nice guy, you know that?”

The urge to correct her was strong, but Xander bit it in half and said, “Just doing my job.”

“The standard answer when someone says ‘you’re a nice guy’ is usually ‘thank you’.”

The words carried none of her usual heat, filled instead with curiosity, and hell, Xander would take her ire a million times over the beautiful, wide-open look on her face right now. “Thank you.”

Another step, and now Tara was right in front of him, close enough to touch. “How come you don’t like being called a nice guy?”

His pulse flared, but that shit about old habits was real.

This time, he stepped toward her, cutting the distance between them to inches. “The standard answer when someone says ‘thank you’ is usually ‘you’re welcome’.”

“Oh,” Tara breathed. Her lips parted to release the sound as a sigh, and suddenly, there was nothing in the universe other than him, her, and the red-hot urge to claim her mouth. “You’re welcome, Xander.”

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