Friday, March 17, 2017

Book Review : The Hitchhiker by Charlie Lee


Title: THE HITCHHIKER
Author: Charlie Lee
Genre: Romantic Suspense

"You can run, but can you hide?"

Life was perfect. 

I was on top of the world winning one case after the other leaving no survivors in the wake of my devastation. They may see a pair of long legs in Louboutin heels, but remember my name when I'm finished with them.

Caitlin Winslow, the best, cut-throat defense lawyer in California. 

I never play to lose. 
It's not in my DNA.
The actions of ethics don't exist in my domain.

Satan, my father, who shaped my life turns up dead. Kill shot to the back of the head in his sleep. The people who murdered him aren't stopping with his death. They're after me.

I ran in the dark of night. Karma that evil bitch meets me step by step and forced me to stick out my thumb on the side of the lonely highway. I'm now the HITCHHIKER begging for redemption.

Oh, how life has a funny way of smacking you in the face.

Katch Sterling storms into my life, and now I'm in his car.

Broody.
Dark.
All-man
My complete opposite.
Who would've thought my world would come full circle on that lonely highway with a hired killer...





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REVIEW

A good book from a team of secret authors! Katch and Caitlin were really good together!
Caitlin was a little uptight in the beginning,  but it was great to see her loosen up soon. She was feisty, strong and brave enough to admit to her mistakes if she made them. 

The twists and turns kept coming and Katch tried his best to protect her. He was asshole-ish but had his sweet side too. He annoyed the hell outta me many times, and am pretty sure many people wouldn't like certain things that he does(I sure as hell didn't), but I tried to understand where it was coming from and the reason he did those things. Caitlin's cousin Curtis and his family was also pretty awesome! 

The action and angst was artfully balanced with a perfect dose of romance and steam. I would really recommend this book to those who are looking to read something different. Can't wait to read more from this duo! 


 

— EXCERPT 
** ADULT CONTENT WARNING **
We don’t have a thing in common, and yet here I sit, turning my car around after she begged me to please take her to the Starbucks we just passed. What the hell is wrong with me? I have no clue what it is about her that has me tied up in knots I can’t slip out of. If I don’t tone my shit down now, she’ll be pulling me along from the rope attached to my dick.
“Welcome to Starbucks, may I take your order?”
“Get your ass over here and tell her what you want,” I instruct.
“Quit being so bossy.” I’m about ready to show her how bossy I can be when she unfastens her seatbelt, hangs half her body over the bench seat with her palms planted on the leather console, and gives me a view of her tits.
Fuck me. Her cleavage is spilling out of her black lace bra. Her fucking tits are perfect, and if I have anything to say about it, it won’t be long before they are in my mouth and my dick is sliding in between them. My cum would make the perfect fucking necklace right under her face.
“Um. You can pull up now,” she says, eyeing me with her tell-all eyes. She knew exactly what I was doing, and she instigated it.
I am so fucked when her luscious lips quirk up into a devious smile. Damn her.
“You pull a stunt like that again, and I won’t hesitate to rip that shirt off of you.”
“I’d like to see you try,” she challenges.
I don’t reply, not until I pull up and pay the lady who shakily takes the money out of my hand without looking at me.
Caitlin starts laughing her cute little ass off when I hand her coffee and tuck the change in my pocket.
“What the fuck you laughing at now?”
“You. That lady heard everything you said. I’m sure of it.”
“I don’t give a shit. What I do give a shit about is you flashing me your tits. You keep that shit up, and I’m skipping Target. Taking you to my place and cuffing you to my bed. I’ll fuck those giggles right out of you and won’t stop until you’re raw and passed out. Now, drink that shit.”
Hollywood clutches the cup of coffee in one hand while the other stays planted on the leather bench seat. Her tongue darts out licking her bottom lip. She’s fucking feeling me as much as I am her. We both want to fucking ravage each other, that much is clear. It’s fucked up and a mystery that I can’t even start to solve.
Her bottom lip is glistening with the wetness of her mouth. Yeah. I’m fucking that, too. I suddenly have a powerful urge to taste her, but hell if I’ll reward her fucking little stunt. I run the pad of my thumb along her bottom lip, soaking up her taste. Caitlin freezes at my touch. Her breath hitches. She stares at me, waiting for my next move. Slowly and without breaking eye contact, I bring my thumb to my mouth and taste her.
It’s gut instinct when my eyes close and I fight to keep in a moan. The sweetest of sweet tastes glides over my taste buds. Big mistake. I lean down and finally open my eyes with my forearm brushing up against her tits and whisper over her lips.
“Remember my fucking promise.” I pause for a beat. “Because it will happen.”
I sit back down in the driver’s seat not looking back over to the woman who has my dick straining painfully against my zipper. The thought of one layer between us doesn’t help fucking matters, so I focus on the road ahead.
Caitlin sits quietly in her seat on the short drive. She sips her coffee, and I’d bet a fucking ton of money she’s wet as hell, dying for some friction between her long fucking legs. Again, not one thought helps my hard dick calm down.
I kill the engine and go to step out of the car.
“Money.” Caitlin looks over to me. “ I need money.”
“Get the fuck out, Hollywood.”
When she listens and doesn’t resort to her arguing, I know I have her strung taut with the need to be fucked properly. Guarantee the stuffy suits have never taken this woman the way I will.





— ABOUT THE AUTHORS: CHARLIE LEE 
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Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Release Blitz Giveaway & 6 star Review: We Said Forever by Marie James





Title: We Said Forever
Author: Marie James
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 15, 2017



Blurb

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.








Jackie's Review
6 stars

Holy fucking shit!

We Said Forever is not what I was expecting AT ALL. It was a rollercoaster of emotions that hit me back to back to fucking back.

This book was Heart aching but amazingly beautiful. Marie James has out done herself with this one. 

I cried for Fallyn, I cried for Blaze, and after it was all said and done I cried just because. I devoured this book within a few hours, and I am still thinking about this book.

This is Marie James's best book yet. There are no words. Just read it.

6 stars Ms. James. This is my second book I have given 6 stars too, and I still think it deserves more. 


Top recommendation.

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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.





Author Bio

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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Monday, March 13, 2017

Book Review : Operation Prom Date by Cindi Madsen


We're celebrating the release of OPERATION PROM DATE by Cindi Madsen!


Title: Operation Prom Date
Author: Cindi Madsen 
Age: YA
Genre: Contemporary Romance/RomCom
Publisher: Entangled Teen

Blurb:
Kissing practice has never been more fun.
Kate ships tons of fictional couples, but IRL her OTP is her and Mick, the hot quarterback she’s crushed on since, like, forever. With only one semester left of senior year, it’s now or never if she wants to land him in time for prom. Since she’s flirtationally challenged, she enlists Cooper Callihan, the guy who turned popular seemingly overnight but who used to be a good friend.

Cooper lives and breathes rowing, but his partner just broke his wrist. When he remembers Kate’s good with a set of oars, he strikes a deal: help him train, and he’ll make sure her crush notices her. Only he didn’t know how addicting spending time with her would be. Or how the more successful the Operation is, the more jealousy he experiences.

The mission has been set. The troops have their marching orders. But what if the target is the wrong guy all along?

Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book contains stargazing, accidental swimming, and poker swindling. This kissing practice will melt your ereader…and give you a new couple to ship.


REVIEW

I really loved this YA book and especially because it was written by Cindi Madsen it was even lovelier.I usually read her adult romances, but she knows how to write YA just as beautifully.
There was a time when I was a big fan of YA, but then the writing grew a little stale, so I moved onto NA and Adult books.But, once in a while I come back to YA and read books like these, which makes me remember why I loved this genre and still do!

This was a really good book with great characters and it had me laughing along with them. 
Kate and Cooper were really cute together! And the way their relationship developed from friendship to a relationship was also done really well! 
Kate was mature for a teenager, but also not too obnoxious. Cooper was supportive, easy-going and a really good friend. I loved reading about Kate's geekiness and her ships and OTPs. Totally relate with her on that. And even though Cooper didn't really get her in the beginning, it was so endearing to watch him try. 
By the end these two had me rooting for them to be together!







About the Author:

USA Today Bestselling author Cindi Madsen sits at her computer every chance she gets, plotting, revising, and falling in love with her characters. Sometimes it makes her a crazy person. Without it, she'd be even crazier. She has way too many shoes but can always find a reason to buy a new pretty pair, especially if they're sparkly, colorful, or super tall. She loves music, dancing, and wishes summer lasted all year long. She lives in Colorado (where summer is most definitely NOT all year long) with her husband and three children.

Visit her at www.cindimadsen.com, where you can sign up for her newsletter and learn about upcoming releases.

Cindi is the author of YA books All the Broken Pieces, Cipher, Rift, Resolution, and Demons of the Sun, and adult romances Falling for Her FiancĂ©, Act Like You Love Me, Resisting the Hero, Cinderella Screwed Me Over and Ready to Wed.

Book Review : Her Secret Ranger by Donna Michaels



Kissing the sexy soldier was a dare she couldn’t resist…


HER SECRET RANGER
The Men of At Ease Ranch #2
Donna Michaels
Releasing March 6th, 2017
Entangled Lovestruck


Kissing the sexy soldier was a dare she couldn’t resist…

By-the-book event planner Beth Brannigan’s best friend dared her to kiss a cowboy. She should have said no. Instead, she said please…again and again. If her brother finds out she’s dating—okay, kissing—okay, sleeping with—one of his military buddies, he’ll kill her. Assuming he doesn’t kill his friend first.

Former Army Ranger Brick Mitchum isn’t a relationship kind of guy. But then he meets Beth and starts to wonder if maybe it’s time he settled down. She’s mysterious. Unpredictable. Curvy in every way he needs… And hiding something. He’s just got to figure out what


Don't Miss the first title in the series
IN A RANGER'S ARMS
Now a USA Today Bestseller


REVIEW

A cute romance and a great addition to The Men Of At Ease Ranch series.
In this book we have Beth who is an event planner, who is usually straitlaced. When she comes back to her hometown for a wedding, she has a hot,steamy fling with a cowboy.Just when she is putting it behind her, her friend dares her to kiss a guy, and surprise surprise-it's her guy-Brick.
They pick up where they left off and hot days turn to sultrier nights.But, just when they start to get closer she finds out that he is her brother-Cord's Army Ranger buddy.And her brother is super protective of her.He would never let her date a military guy, and especially one of his friends?
What's a girl to do when she's caught between a Brick and Cord place?Lol!

The chemistry between Beth and Brick was awesome!Brick is cooler than his brother Stone whom we met in the first book.It was great reading from both the main characters' point of views.
It was a little weird to see Beth being afraid of her brother's reactions.He has his reasons, but still its a free country man.Your sister should get to date whoever she wants.
Even more stupid was the fact that Beth decided to keep it a secret from both Beth and Cord.So there were many funny moments where she has to manage things.
Nevertheless, it was a great read in the end and I loved being able to meet all the old characters again.
I hope Cord gets his story next, and I am really interested in reading it!

You can also find my review of In A Ranger's Arms here.


Q&A with Donna Michaels

How did you come up with the concept and the characters for the story?
Right from the birth of The Men of At-Ease Ranch series concept, I knew from discussing with my editor that the heroine in the second book, Her Secret Ranger, was going to be the sister to one of the other heroes. The mistaken identity trope went into play, because the hero would never “knowingly” mess with another Ranger’s sister. It made for a little bit of fun trying to keep the two men from meeting.
What did you enjoy most about writing this book?
I enjoyed writing all of it. I really did. The characters practically wrote the book themselves. It was every author’s dream type book. They were funny and sweet, hot and hardheaded, and then I got to revisit the characters from the first book, including Lula Belle. Yep, this was one of my all-time favorite books to write. I wish they were all this fun and easy.
Name three things on your desk right now.
Three things on my desk, besides my laptop and mouse, are:

1. Halo, my cat. She’s half on my lap, half on my laptop desk. Bless her. She’s been diagnosed with inoperable cancer, so if she wants to lay on my work, I let her, I just have to try to type around her, like I am doing now. J
2. Coffee mug with the phrase: Writer’s Block: When your imaginary friends stop talking to you.
3. My phone so I can keep up with the messages from authors about parties I’ve agreed to do, and of course, texts from my kids.
What are some books that you enjoyed recently?
Trouble with Mistletoe by Jill Shalvis. I’m so freaking excited it’s going to be made into a movie!! I love all her books. Can’t get enough of Jill!
What do you like to do when you aren't writing?
When I’m not writing, if I have some me-time, I’ll either read or watch TV. I have a lot of shows I usually have to catch up on once I meet my deadline. Halo likes this too, because she gets to have my lap unobstructed by the computer.
Can you tell us about your upcoming book?
I just finished writing book 3, tentatively titled: The Right Ranger. In it, I got to have fun causing a little chaos to Cord Brannigan who is Beth’s brother and Brick’s best friend. He’s been kind of quiet, unsmiling, and a little controlling in the first two books, so it was fun to dig into why and give him a heroine who is a bit independent. 



Donna Michaels is an award winning, New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of Romaginative fiction. Her hot, humorous, and heartwarming stories include cowboys, men in uniform, and some sexy, primal alphas. With a husband in the military fulltime, and a household of nine, she never runs out of material to write, and has rightfully earned the nickname Lucy…and sometimes Ethel. From short to epic, her books entertain readers across a variety of sub-genres, and one has even being hand drawn into a Japanese translation. Now, if only she could read it.



Friday, March 10, 2017

Release Blitz : Breaking The Seventh by Allie Gail


Title: Breaking the Seventh
Author: Allie Gail
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: March 8, 2017
 
Blurb
He's hot, blue-eyed and butt naked. Did I mention he's naked? And I've never seen the guy before in my life! So why is he doing the backstroke in my neighbor's pool? Myles Bellamy may be a walking wet dream, but turns out he's got the temperament of a bull shark. And yet every time I clash with the new next-door Neanderthal, I find myself fantasizing about all the dirty things he could do to me. Really dumb on my part, considering the timing... She's certifiably nuts. I'm not kidding. That chick is wonkier than Willy’s chocolate factory. Between her head-banging music, smoke alarms going off during sĂ©ances and the dog I'm pretty sure she trained to crap on my lawn, I'm about ready to give Leah Whitfield a piece of my mind. Or better yet, a piece of me. Because every time I catch her sunbathing in that barely-there bikini, my resolve turns to dust. And her excuse for turning me down? Her birthday's coming up. According to Leah’s weird and warped logic, that day is supposedly cursed. See what I mean? I can't even...  


Excerpt
Without taking my eyes off the V between her thighs, I squeeze some more sunscreen into my hand and start on the other leg.
“You’re wasting your time, you know,” she murmurs.
“How so?”
“You aren’t getting into my pants, Mr. Bellamy.”
“You aren’t wearing any pants, buttercup.”
“Well, then. I was right, wasn’t I?”
Sometimes this girl is really hard to interpret.
No. Scratch sometimes. I can never figure out what she’s trying to say!
“Speaking of which – did you happen to bring over my clothes?”
“No.” My fingers wander dangerously close to the tempting hollow between her inner thigh and the edge of her swimsuit. “I left them in the dryer.”
“The dryer? What, you washed them?”
“Yes.”
“Oka-ay…that was nice of you, but you really didn’t have to do that. I had just put them on. They weren’t dirty.”
“They were when I got done with them.”
It’s all I can do to keep a straight face when her lips part in astonishment. “Come again?”
“And again,” I confess softly, a devious smile unfurling across my face.
Pushing the sunglasses up, she stares at me wide-eyed. “You didn’t.”
“I did.”
“You’re lying.”
“Am I?”
“Myles.” She gives me a slight shake of her head, as if trying to determine whether or not I’m putting her on. “What…um, exactly what did you do?”
“Well, let’s see now. There are a number of subtle illustrations I could use to describe what transpired last night. Sanding wood…debugging the hard drive…applying the hand brakes…taking a load off…”
“Are you kidding me?”
“Liquidating the inventory…”
“You cannot be serious.”
“Straining the main vein…”
“Myles!” She’s laughing now, but somehow I manage to maintain a straight face. I’ll leave it to her to decide whether or not I’m joking.
I’m not, of course.
And I’m not the least bit repentant of the fact that after she waltzed her bare ass off my property last night, I took those lacy red panties inside, wrapped them around the hard-on she produced and jacked off all over them.
I’ve decided I may just keep them.
“Did you really?” She gazes at me speculatively, and I detect a distinct flicker of interest in her eyes.
I merely smile while sliding an erroneous finger along her bikini line. By now her thighs are well oiled and I am aching – fucking aching – to slip my hand inside the swimsuit and make sure every inch of her is covered in a sheen of Hawaiian Tropic.
She tries to keep her voice neutral, but I can hear the slight catch in it when she tells me, “You're pushing your luck there, Sparky.”
Maybe so, but I notice she hasn't made a move to push my hand away.
“Are you gonna try and tell me you don’t hitchhike to heaven every now and then?” I prod her teasingly.
“Quite the wordsmith of pocket pinball, aren’t you?”
“I have my moments.”
“So do I. And if you really must know, I had quite the moment last night.”
“Is that right?”
“Twice, actually.”
“You don’t say.” I continue massaging her thigh, letting my index finger run along the perimeter of her bikini bottom. Almost, almost sliding underneath the fabric. Close, but not quite. “Something in particular get you all hot and bothered?”
The look she gives me is one of dewy-eyed innocence. “No more than usual. I hitchhike to heaven, as you put it, on a pretty regular basis.”
I am never going to make it to Pensacola on time.
“Dealing with a little sexual frustration, are we?” I may as well include myself in this. After all, the thought of what she would look like in the throes of a self-imposed orgasm is bringing about the most agonizing case of blue balls I’ve ever experienced.
Unable to resist, I allow my errant hand to test her boundaries a little further.
Wandering just beneath the edge of her swimsuit, I brush a fingertip lightly against the soft, delicate folds hidden beneath. Her breath hitches, eyelashes fluttering for the briefest of moments. It’s probably a good thing I’m wearing constrictive jeans – otherwise I’d be pitching one hell of an impressive tent right about now.
“You tell me. I’m not the one with the raging boner, am I?” Her gaze drops to the obvious bulge in my pants before sweeping back up to eye me with a smirk.
“Maybe not…” Leaning in closer to her, I lower my voice to a whisper. “…but I’d bet the whole fucking farm that if I moved my fingers just a fraction of an inch, they’d find one very wet and willing feline.”
Smiling sweetly, she whispers back, “As far as I know, you don’t own a farm. So if you want to keep those fingers attached to your hand, then I would suggest you take them out of my bathing suit right now, Mr. Bellamy.”

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About the Author
Born and raised in rural Alabama, Allie Gail currently resides in the panhandle of Florida with her schmexy blue-eyed hubby, where they are currently being held hostage by a crabby gray entity disguised as a cat. (If you’re reading this – send help! Oh, and tuna. Send lots of tuna.) Always an obsessive reader, she took to her keyboard on a whim back in 2012 and hasn’t stopped pecking away since. Romance is her genre of choice, though she does harbor a soft spot for paranormal. When she isn’t busy obsessing over the lexicon of her latest project, Allie can usually be found snuggled up to her hubby watching cheesy B-movie horror, helping out with the family business or playing online RPG games while indulging her hopeless addiction to Tootsie Rolls. In other words, she’s a total nerd. Don’t fault her that, though. Her paladin will someday save the world. Or at the very least, have an awesome set of matching plate armor. Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads Enter the Goodreads Giveaway