Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Ardent Prose Hosted Release Day Blitz for MINE (A Real Man #13) by Jenika Snow!

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That one word has never meant so much.

JANA

Ballet was my life, but after getting injured that dream faded. I still needed fast money, so I sucked up my pride and decided to strip.

All clubs could use a virgin stripper, right?

But from the moment I saw Cole Savage, owner of the strip club I was trying to get into, all rational thought left me.

He was dark and dangerous, and his personality screamed arrogance.
I wanted him, and by the way he looked at me I knew he wanted me as well.

But I should keep it strictly business, right?

COLE

From the moment I first saw Jana I wanted her. She needed a job at my club, but the possessive side of me rose up demanding she was only mine. I might have just met her, but I was already so damn territorial of her.

If she wanted a job I’d give her one, but she’d be keeping her clothes on.
I’ve been celibate for years, but it’s time to change that with her.

Jana would soon realize what it meant to be mine.


*Warning: This is a short story featuring an over-the-top possessive hero who makes no secret that the heroine his. It’s got dirty dancing, raunchy scenes, but is safe and has a Happily Ever After that comes with reading a Real Man story.

My cock was harder than I ever remembered it being, and the images of pushing her panties aside and shoving my dick inside of her played through my mind on repeat.

“I need you,” I said harshly, my voice nothing more than this guttural sound.

She didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t try to get out of my arms. In fact, she had her hands in my shirt at my back, holding on to me, keeping me close.

Once I was off the stage and standing back where my chair was, I put her on the ground and immediately cupped her cheek. “I could watch you all fucking night, baby, but I’m so hard for you.”

And before I knew what the hell she was doing, she slipped her hand down the front of my pants and pressed her open palm over my cock.

The arousal in me was so intense I nearly came.

She was breathing hard, fast, and I knew she was right here with me, knew she was ready for me. But I wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to tell me the words.

I tipped her chin back, made her look in my eyes, and said, “Tell me what you want.”

My cock was harder than I ever remembered it being, and the images of pushing her panties aside and shoving my dick inside of her played through my mind on repeat.

“I need you,” I said harshly, my voice nothing more than this guttural sound.

She didn’t tell me to stop, didn’t try to get out of my arms. In fact, she had her hands in my shirt at my back, holding on to me, keeping me close.

Once I was off the stage and standing back where my chair was, I put her on the ground and immediately cupped her cheek. “I could watch you all fucking night, baby, but I’m so hard for you.”

And before I knew what the hell she was doing, she slipped her hand down the front of my pants and pressed her open palm over my cock.

The arousal in me was so intense I nearly came.

She was breathing hard, fast, and I knew she was right here with me, knew she was ready for me. But I wanted to hear her say it, wanted her to tell me the words.

I tipped her chin back, made her look in my eyes, and said, “Tell me what you want.”

She took long seconds to answer, but when she did, I saw her pupils dilate and smelled her desire saturate the air. “I want you to be my first. I want you to own my virginity, Cole.”

I groaned, not able to help it, not able to even try and stop myself.

“I need to fuck you.” I couldn’t help but stare at her chest, at the way her breasts rose and fell, her cleavage showing over the hem of her bra.

“Take off the bra, baby. Let me see you. Let me make you feel even better.”

Her throat worked as she swallowed, and before I had to tell her again, she was removing the bra, showing me how hard her nipples were and how flushed her skin was.

“The panties, Jana. Get rid of the fucking panties.” And like a good girl, she was pushing her panties down her thighs. 


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Final Score - 4 Stars!
Why is that when I read ANYTHING by Jenika Snow, I feel as if I'm feeding an addiction?

Her Real Man series has just gotten better and better - I love everything this talented woman weaves with her magical writing skills! Are they off the charts? Yes, but it's so delicious - you can't help but buy into total alpha possessive males of hotness. Wrapped them up in a perfect package and tied together with string and you've got a fan for life - that's me. 

Cole and Jana are great additions to the Real Man series. Every time I read something from this author, I feel like I'm reading it for the first time. They may be short, they may smutty, but they sure pack a punch that hits me straight to my heart everytime!

An ex-ballerina trying to make ends meet, decides stripping is the cure to all her problems. A club owner searching for the very thing he didn't realize he was missing - PERFECTION!

If you haven't met the men of the Real Man series - you don't know what you are missing! Get on it!!



Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.



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InkSlinger PR Hosted Cover Reveal for BEAUTIFUL MISTAKE by Vi Keeland!


The #1 New York Times Bestselling author Vi Keeland is back with a brand new standalone, Beautiful Mistake releasing on July 17th and we have the amazing cover for you today!




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The first time I met Caine West was in a bar.
He noticed me looking his way and mistakenly read my scowling as checking him out.
When he attempted to talk to me, I set him straight—telling him what I thought of his lying, cheating, egomaniacal ass.
You see, the gorgeous jerk had wined and dined my best friend--smooth talking her into his bed, all along failing to mention that he was married.
He deserved every bit of my tongue-lashing and more for what he'd done.
Especially when that lazy smile graced his perfect face in response to my rant.
Only it turned out, the man I'd just told off wasn't the right guy.
Oops.  My mistake. 
Embarrassed, I slunk out without an apology.
I was never going to see the handsome stranger again anyway, right?
That’s what I thought…until I walked into class the next morning.
Well, hello Professor West, I’m your new teaching assistant.
I’ll be working under you…figuratively speaking.
Although the literal interpretation might not be such a bad thing—working under Professor West.
This was going to be interesting…



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Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times Bestselling author. With more than 1.5 million books sold, her titles have appeared in over eighty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in sixteen languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.


Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Review: My Best Friend's Ex

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Final Score - 5 #AllTheFeels Stars!!!

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IndieSage PR Hosted Blog Tour for THIS IS THE END, BABY by K. Webster!

This is the End, Baby

War & Peace #7
by K. Webster
Publication Date: May 23, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark Romance





***This is the seventh and final book in the series. First six books must be read in order to fully understand this story line. THIS STORY IS A NOVELLA AND SHORTER THAN THE REST.***

They say the king is the most powerful piece on the board.
However, they haven’t met me.
This queen knows all the rules. She plays the game better than him.
In my game, the queen can knock the king right off the board.

Game over.
The END.

But, I love him.
The darkness threatens to make me lose sight of my strategy from time to time, but in the END, love always prevails.

Problem is, my black king is playing by a different set of rules. His END game is one he shields from me. It’s a game he plays closely with the white king, the most brilliant player of all. Together, they want to END my game.

They want to END me.

This queen doesn’t go down without a fight.
This queen makes her own rules.
This queen will outsmart those who play against her.

This is the END, baby.
In the END, I am going to win it all.

***Warning***
This is the End, Baby is a dark romance. Extreme sexual themes and violence, which could trigger emotional distress, are found in this story. If you are sensitive to dark themes, then this story is not for you.








Final Score - 5 I Can't Believe It's Over Stars!!!

Cue the violins ... I'm crying buckets here. The saga is OVER. I'm still in disbelief!

This is last installment of the War & Peace Series ... and it was more than a swan song - it was pulse pounding, heavy metal infused mosh pit. I, along with countless others knew the end was coming - but I kept hoping it was a joke or something the author said to throw us off - she's a sneaky, heartless biotch like that (I LOVE her for it & she know it *mwah*). Sadly, it wasn't. The twisted adventures of the McPhearson's are at and end. What a strange trip it's been from book one until now. It's like saying goodbye to most most screwed-up, but endearing, people you've ever met - people I consider family.

See, the thing I have always loved and has endeared me about this series, is that every character -
good or bad - every action and reaction, every darkness seeping thru the pages towards the light has carried over from book to book. And in this final novella, K. Webster has accomplished that & more! The way she writes in such a way that I could get blazing warmth and frightful shivers in the same sentence - that is quite a feat. 

Although this novella was short and sweet, it was the perfect blend of crazy, sexy, hot, psychotic goodness - which only an author such as Ms. Webster can provide. I'm still struggling to say good-bye to them with a smile on my face as the knife is twisting in my heart. I’m incredibly sad to see them go. 

However, I can't wait to read what she has in store for us next! I read a snippet and I'm literally jumping in my seat with joy as I type this review! You just never know what brand of crazy will be inspired and shine thru in her stories. I for one can't wait! 

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About K. Webster

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K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.

Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!

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Lola's Blog Tours Hosted Release Blitz for KEEPING KYLER (The Kennedy Boys #3) by Siobhan Davis!


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This is my stop during the book blitz for Keeping Kyler by Siobhan Davis. This book blitz is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. The blitz runs from 30 May till 5 June. You can see the tour schedule here.



Keeping KylerKeeping Kyler (The Kennedy Boys #3)
by Siobhan Davis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age category: Upper Young Adult/ New Adult
Release Date: 30 May, 2017

Blurb:

Nothing or no one will keep them apart…

Kyler Kennedy is in the wind.

Shocked and upset, he has taken off on a solo mission—to track down his mom’s ex and demand answers.

Faye understands what it’s like to have your world turned upside down. Determined to support her boyfriend, she gives chase. Yet nothing could prepare her for the ugly truth. Ky has always been plagued with inner demons, and as he falls apart, Faye finally discovers what he’s been hiding from her—from everyone.

When serious accusations arise, Kyler’s future hangs in the balance. But Kennedys stick together in times of crisis, and they rally around him now.

At least there is nothing to prevent Faye and Ky from being together. They go public with their relationship, but not everyone is thrilled for them. Enemies reappear, and fresh battle lines are drawn, but Faye is ready to fight back.

No one is taking her new family from her.

Especially not a manipulative ex.

With time running out for Kyler, Faye takes matters into her own hands.

But when you play with fire, you risk getting burned.


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Previous books in this series!

Finding Kyler

Two fractured hearts and a forbidden love they can’t deny.




Finding Kyler is the first book in the Kennedy Boys series! You can add Finding Kyler to your to-read list on Goodreads

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Losing Kyler

Can you truly lose someone if they don’t want to be found?




Losing Kyler is the second book in the Kennedy Boys series.

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Excerpt:
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The lady behind the desk must be pushing fifty, at least, but that doesn’t stop her ogling me like I’m her next meal. She’s all skin and bone under a frayed denim mini and tight red tank top which dips into a low V-shape, showing oodles of leathered, wrinkled skin and virtually nonexistent boobs. Jeesus. I almost bring up the contents of my stomach.
“You be needing any of these, darlin’?” she says, shoving a basket with a pile of condoms up under my nose. Her accent is a weird mish-mash of dialects suggesting she’s moved about a lot.
I slip my wallet in the back pocket of my jeans as my lips narrow in distaste. “No thanks.”
“You in need of some company, sugar?” She comes out from behind the counter, resting one bony hand on my chest.
You have got to be fucking kidding me?! I’ve been hit on by some cougars in my time but not by someone old enough to be my granny.
My eyes narrow and my head lowers as I send her one of my special death glares. The type that usually sends everyone running for the hills. Not this broad. She smiles—legit, smiles—and her hand moves higher up my chest. Although I want to touch her skin about as much as I want to touch a piranha, I take her wrist and remove it from my person, taking a couple steps back as I do. “Definitely not. I just want to be left alone.”

“Well, ain’t that a darn shame.” She winks. “Can’t help a gal for trying.”




Final Score - 4.5 Stars!!!

This book was an emotional rollercoaster, and I fear I will not be able to re-read this series in the near future. I may need to give myself time to recover. 

Picking up where the last book (Losing Kyler) left off, Keeping Kyler starts with a bang and does not let up until the very end! I was pulled right away into happenings and throughout the entire story the adrenaline was definitely kicking in. Twist after twist is thrown at us. New information is constantly being handed off. Pieces of information you may have overlooked or written off in the first book come back to bite you in this one. The revelations in this book are mind-blowing, but of course at the crux of the story is Kyler and Faye's love for one another and how that love can not only change a person for the better, but helps to heal them as well. 

Love and all that it encompasses is truly a thing of beauty to be valued and cherished.

The story does a wonderful job of bringing everything together from the prior books as well as adding more layers. The details are so well executed, you’d fear they'd be jam packed - not so. With so many things happening throughout the story, each one is carefully crafted and executed so well. This story will truly blow you mind in so many ways. Honestly, I wanted to scream my head off!

The emotional impact of this book ... gah! I was in knots for hours reading it. So much so, I had to take small breaks here and there or else I would never be able to handle it all. Reading the events from Kyler’s perspective absolutely broke my heart and ripped it apart. He was the character I was most worried about in this book - I feared he wouldn't make it through to the other side after the truths were revealed in the last book. I just wanted to be Faye in that moment and cuddle/hold him to my breast, he was so lost. 

The only issue I had with this book was the dueling PoV's - Kyler's and Faye's. I want to learn all that I could about Kyler. We've already read from Faye's PoV in the previous books, but Kyler still remained an enigma of sorts. However, all that brooding and hostility and I have to say Faye's inner thoughts helped to sooth that destructive balm. 

This book was the perfect ending to the first part of the Kennedy Boys Series, as I consider them to be one big book and not 3 separate ones.I can't wait to read more of this series as all the brother's will get a chance to shine - I'm especially looking forward to getting to know Keven & Kaden, the oldest brothers as they aren't mentioned much but in passing. Kalvin's story is another I'm extremely interested in reading as well as Brad's.


SiobhanAbout the Author:

USA Today bestselling author Siobhan Davis writes emotionally intense young adult and new adult fiction with swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and tons of unexpected plot twists and turns that will have you flipping the pages beyond bedtime! She is the author of the international bestselling True Calling, Saven, and Kennedy Boys series.



Siobhan’s family will tell you she’s a little bit obsessive when it comes to reading and writing, and they aren’t wrong. She can rarely be found without her trusty Kindle, a paperback book, or her laptop somewhere close at hand.



Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a successful corporate career in human resource management.



She resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband and two sons.



You can find and contact Siobhan here:

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Giveaway

There is a giveaway during the book blitz for Keeping Kyler. The giveaway is open International. These are the prizes you can win:

- a $10 Amazon gift card

- a signed paperback copy of Finding Kyler by Siobhan Davis

- a paperback copy of Fallen Crest High by Tijan



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Monday, May 29, 2017

Social Butterfly PR Hosted Pre-Order Blast & Excerpt Reveal for MY BEST FRIENDS'S EX by Meghan Quinn!

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My Best Friend’s Ex, an all new sexy, laugh out loud romantic comedy is coming June 1st. Preorder today!

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My Best Friend’s Ex by Meghan Quinn
Publication Date: June 1st, 2017

Genre: Contemporary Romance


When I found an eviction notice taped on my apartment door, I had two options: find a comfortable cardboard box to call home, or move in with Tucker Jameson.
Seeing that cardboard makes me feel itchy, I chose the latter. Which shouldn't be that big of a deal since Tucker is one of my good friends. And because he's still pining after his ex-girlfriend and I'm trying to finish my nursing degree, there is nothing to worry about in the romance department, making my last semester an easy one to conquer.
Boy, was I wrong.
Rules are set, dinners are made, conversations are had, and a shirtless, swoony roommate walks around in nothing but a pair of black briefs, ruining me for every other man.
Before I know it, I turn into a panting, lust-filled woman begging for Tucker to kiss me, touch me, and show me exactly what is hiding under those briefs.
But with great orgasms, comes great consequences.
Tucker might be my friend and roommate but he’s also my best friend's ex-boyfriend, making him completely off-limits. At least that's what my brain is telling me, my heart is speaking an entirely different language.

Excerpt:

“Morning,” Tucker’s deep voice rattles off the cabinets. It’s his morning voice, deeper, throatier—if that makes sense—and I hate to admit it, because he’s just my friend, but sexier.

Once my pupils adjust to the light, I take Tucker in. He’s standing in front of the stove, rubber spatula in hand, wearing a white long-sleeve Henley shirt, the top two buttons undone, a pair of worn jeans with a few paint stains on them, and tan work boots. Sweet Jesus, he makes construction look good. Strap a tool belt around his waist and stick him in front of a camera for the benefit of all womankind.

“Morning,” I say in reply, using the counter to help hold up my tired body. “You’re up early. What time do you have to go into work?”

“Around seven thirty. I like to get an early start before the boys come in.” He looks me up and down, a small smile at the corner of his lips. “You look good.” He motions around his head with his hand. “I really like what you did with your hair.”

I turn toward the window in the kitchen and check out my reflection. Sure enough, my long brown hair looks like a lion’s mane poofed out and framing my face with an abundance of volume. Beautiful.

There is no use in taming it, so I leave my hair as is and turn back toward Tucker. “Not many people can get this kind of height while sleeping.” I pretend to fluff my hair.

“Impressive.” He chuckles and then points to the coffee maker with the spatula. “Coffee is done, mugs are above in the cabinet. Grab me a cup, will ya? Eggs will be done shortly, bacon is warming in the oven.”

I do as directed, thinking it’s kind of cute how he’s including me in on his little morning breakfast. “I didn’t even know you had eggs. I was expecting to hit up Dunkin’ Donuts or Tim Horton’s this morning.”

He turns off the stove and reaches for two plates from the dish rack. “I went to Walmart this morning. Picked up a few things.”

“This morning?” I pour two cups of coffee and turn toward him. “What time did you wake up?”

“Four thirty,” he answers casually. “Got a quick run in, did some weights, took a shower and then went to Walmart.” He fills our plates with bacon and eggs and then nods toward the dining room, plates and silverware in hand. “I have a surprise.”

I follow him to the dining room where he flips on the light and reveals a card table fold-out dining set.

“You got a table.” I chuckle, loving that it’s a fold-out card table with matching chairs. Anything is better than the floor.

“And placemats,” he adds, as he lifts two plastic placemats from one of the chairs. “The options were bleak so I went with dinosaurs for me and Trolls for you. Given the look of your morning hair, Trolls was the right choice.” Clever bastard. He sets them on the table and then puts our plates on top of them.

God, it’s too freaking cute. Chuckling, I take a seat and hand him his coffee. “Look at you getting all domestic. I never thought you would be a placemat kind of man, I stand corrected.”

He rests a napkin on his legs, which are spread drastically, almost the length of the table and leans over to fork some eggs into his mouth. “Didn’t want our food to damage the plastic of this high-class table.” I love the humor in his voice, it reminds me of all the good times we had, before the end of his relationship with Sadie.

“Smart man, you want this table to last.”

“Of course, you don’t see fine furniture like this in houses anymore. Everything has to be so sturdy. What ever happened to rickety furniture and living through a meal with the threat of your food possibly kissing the floor at any point in time?”

“The horror,” I joke.

He looks up at me. Some of his hair is still wet from his shower. Pointing his fork at me he says, “Are you ready to be schooled?”

“Schooled on what?” I take a bite of bacon and my stomach jumps in excitement for finally rewarding it for waking up early. All right, I will admit it, getting out of bed was a smart idea.

“It’s Monday, babe. DJ Hot Cock has his song picked and ready to show you what real music is.”

“When was my music taste ever questioned? I like good music.”

“We’ll see.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. I watch as he flips through it until he lands on the song he wants to introduce me to. He presses play and sets his phone on the table. The light pickings of a guitar fill the small dining room. I don’t recognize the song, but I like the sound of it so far.

Just as I’m settling in to the sweet pickings of a guitar, the distinct voice of Zac Brown chimes in. I’ve known Tucker for loving EMO growing up, so his choice in a country song is very surprising to me, but when I look up at him, pure hometown country boy sitting across from me, it makes perfect sense.

And then the lyrics hit me. My Old Man. Zac sings about his father, hoping he’s proud of the man he’s become. I’m transported back to a dreary day in Whitney Point, where we grew up, when Sadie called me one Saturday morning. I was getting ready for the day. We were in middle school. Tucker’s dad was killed by a head-on collision, the dad Tucker just reconnected with, the dad Tucker had plans on moving in with to get away from his neglectful mom. Those next few days—and weeks—were a whirlwind of sorrow. Attending his funeral, my first ever funeral, seeing the look of devastation on Tucker’s face, wondering what he might be feeling, trying to channel his hurt, it was so much to take on as a teenager.

Glancing up, I take in Tucker’s expression. He’s lost in the music, in the words, just like me. When the song ends, I lean over and place my hand on his, our eyes meet and there is an unspoken understanding between us. I don’t have to say anything about his dad, about the tragedy we went through so many years ago together as friends. It’s all said between this silent exchange.


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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

​Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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