Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Release Day: Cheater (Curious Liaisons #1) by Rachel Van Dyken

Cheater by Rachel Van Dyken is NOW LIVE! 

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Lucas Thorn wasn’t born a cheater. All it took was a single moment—say, a certain disastrous incident on the night before his wedding—and boom. Reputation destroyed forever and always. So now he owns it. He has a lady friend for every night of the week (except Sundays—God’s day and all), and his rules are simple: No commitments. No exceptions.

But a certain smart-mouthed, strawberry blonde vixen is about to blow that all to hell.

Avery Black has never forgiven Lucas for cheating on her sister. And suddenly being forced to work with him is pretty much a nightmare on steroids. Of course, it does afford her the opportunity to make his life as difficult as possible. But no good revenge scheme comes without payback. Because he didn’t become the Lucas Thorn without learning a few things about women.

Now Avery’s lust for vengeance has turned into, well, lust. And if Lucas stops cheating, it’s definitely not because he’s falling in love…


One night.

It was all I needed anyway, right? It’s not as if he was going to really commit to me, marry me, offer to impregnate me and father all our children.

“Are you sure about this, Avery?” He cupped my face with his rough hands. “You still have a choice. You can turn that cute ass around and march out that door—hell, you can even slam it on the way out. I’ll even let you keep the steak.”

“Are you offering me an out?”

He nodded.

“Do you offer that to every girl?”

Another nod.

“Do they ever take it?”


“What do you want me to do?”

He paused. “You know, nobody has ever asked me that before.”

Probably because nobody cared about what else he had to offer besides what was dangling between his legs.

“I’m asking. Right now.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “What does Thorn want?”

“You didn’t full-name me.”

“It seems to make you even more arrogant, God forbid.”

His grin made me weak, so weak that I had to hold on to him for strength. Funny how things come full circle. How he’d always been my rock.



And now?

He held all the power. Lucas Thorn . . . could destroy me.

“Stay.” He brushed a soft kiss across my lower lip. “I want you to stay.”

About the Author:

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.

She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!

Monday, February 27, 2017

Giving it to the Bad Boy (Tattooed and Pierced #1) by Jenika Snow

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It all started when Kiera gave the bad boy her virginity...

Kiera knew Reese Trenton wasn't for her, but she couldn't stay away. He was rough around the edges, tattooed and pierced, and fiercer than any guy she had ever met. He knew too much about sex, got drunk, and started far too many fights. He was a bad boy, but Kiera still wanted him in the worst kind of way.

Reese's life is lonely, despite always being surrounded by people. He's only wanted one thing, and that is Kiera Sheppard, the girl he has watched from afar for four years. As they grow closer, Reese wants to give her everything and show her he is worthy of her love. But his sordid past tears their bond and he doesn't know if he can redeem himself and show her she is the most important thing in his broken life.


I enjoyed Giving it to the Bad Boy more than I thought I would. The writing was definitely more tell than show, a bit odd to read, but I really liked it. Maybe I was just in the right mood or something, but I stayed up late finishing the story. 

This is the story of Kiera and Reese. They both have secretly liked the other and when something bad almost happens to Kiera, Reese is there to help her. Then they start talking and one thing leads to the other and yeah.

This story was an odd read for me as I shouldn't have enjoyed it as much as I did. The story itself was a bit....light? Like not much happened, and it didn't always make sense why some of the characters said or did some things, but I liked it. I didn't mind that. I mean things move quickly, but it was alright. Oh, there was some stupid drama thrown in at one point that didn't make any sense, and yet I was okay with it. I don't really know what it was about the story that I liked so much. It wasn't like I really connected to the characters or the writing was so fabulous I couldn't hate it or something. I guess I was just in the right mood. Who knows. It was a quick, easy read.

Rating:  ★ ★1/2

Saturday, February 25, 2017

How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf (Naked Werewolf #1) by Molly Harper

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Northern Exposure

Even in Grundy, Alaska, it's unusual to find a naked guy with a bear trap clamped to his ankle on your porch. But when said guy turns into a wolf, recent southern transplant Mo Wenstein has no difficulty identifying the problem. Her surly neighbor Cooper Graham—who has been openly critical of Mo's ability to adapt to life in Alaska—has trouble of his own. Werewolf trouble.

For Cooper, an Alpha in self-imposed exile from his dysfunctional pack, it's love at first sniff when it comes to Mo. But Cooper has an even more pressing concern on his mind. Several people around Grundy have been the victims of wolf attacks, and since Cooper has no memory of what he gets up to while in werewolf form, he's worried that he might be the violent canine in question.

If a wolf cries wolf, it makes sense to listen, yet Mo is convinced that Cooper is not the culprit. Except if he's not responsible, then who is? And when a werewolf falls head over haunches in love with you, what are you supposed to do anyway? The rules of dating just got a whole lot more complicated. . . .


I really enjoyed How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf. I was hesitant going in as I thought it would be cheesy and just not my thing, but I was so wrong. It was more serious than I expected. Yes, it was lighthearted at times and Mo could be really adorable in her ways, but it still felt more serious to me. I loved it. 

Mo needs to escape her parents. They are a bit overbearing and have never been the normal parent types. They didn't even want her to go to school as that would ruin her. They are hippie granola live on a commune save the planet kind of people. And that is not Mo. She doesn't want that from her life. For so long she has made decisions based on what she knew her parents wouldn't like and she needs to get away. She needs to clear her head and be alone for a while. So she moves up to a small town in Alaska. She is renting a cabin and quickly gets a job at the local bar cooking food and things seem to be going well. She is settling in and making friends and figuring things out. 

Since she is new in town she gets all the male attention at first, but most of it is just harmless flirting. The one guy does seem to really like her, but she is just not sure. He is nice and all, but is she looking for a guy right now? Then there is Cooper. Surly, grumbly Cooper who is always not so nice to her. Whenever he is around it is like he is in a bad mood and they cannot seem to get along. All they do is fight, so why is Mo so attracted to him? 

This was a slow simmering romance. Cooper and Mo both liked each other, but they kept clashing. Until they didn't. Until things changed and it was so much fun to watch. You know she kind of likes him, but she keeps trying to see if maybe it would work with someone else. I mean why should she sit around when Cooper is so surly all the time and see if he will come around? She's got things to do. If only she could stay out of trouble. Luckily she also has the protection of a big, bad wolf who will save her when she gets herself into all kinds of tricky situations. Mo really isn't one to listen. She does what she wants and doesn't mean to get into bad spots, she just has a knack for it. 

This book was kind of equal parts light fun and darker, more serious stuff. I enjoyed getting to know Cooper and his family, though can I just say his sister is the worst! I hated her so much. I really liked Mo, especially how much she would stand up for Cooper even if he didn't need it. Mo was great and handled everything incredibly well. This was a fun read. Much better than I expected. I don't usually like paranormal romance, but I am glad I gave this one a try. 

Rating:  ★ ★ ★

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Somewhere to Begin (Poison & Wine #1) by Mika Jolie

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There are wounds that never show on the body.

For twenty-nine years, Colbie Bennington does as expected with an eternal smile stained on her lips. The biggest chances she’s ever taken can be counted on one hand, three fingers to be exact—her battered red chucks, painting her toenails a vibrant blue, and her wedding dress. Always the dutiful daughter and a Stepford fiancée, she has never acted on impulse, never been in love.

She’s never lived.

On her wedding day, Colbie ends a toxic relationship, drops the fake smile, and says, “I can’t do this anymore.”

Navy SEAL Zander Serrano returns home broken and burdened with a volcano of remorse. Too trapped in a mental war to be at peace and too damaged to be at war, he shuts the world out. The last thing he expects is to feel, especially for a runaway bride with her own baggage.

Two empty hearts marred in different spots find themselves drawn to one another. Each with their own scars. Some, the world can see. Others, unseen to the naked eye.

They say two broken people should not be together. But for Colbie and Zander, their attraction is undeniable, unexpected.

Can two souls with fractured parts be the best cure for each other’s wounds?

Starting over is never easy, but sometimes in life, everyone needs somewhere to begin.


Somewhere to Begin was not my favorite read. The writing was a bit odd at times, there were times when it was a bit confusing as to where people were or what they were doing, and I never understood Colbie and didn't like her. It was not a very good read for me.

Colbie has always done what her parents wanted. They thought she should marry this guy, and even though he was physically abusive she was still going along with it. Because of her parents. Who didn't know about the abuse. Why? Why didn't she say something before now? Was she so beaten down and cut off from other people by her fiancé? Did she not feel like she had any options? Was she wanting to leave, but unable to due to the abuse and such? No. I really have no idea why she stayed. She was not like a battered woman. She was just a stupid woman who is staying with an abuser, going to marry him, because she doesn't want her parents to think poorly of her. Or something. It made no sense to me. I love reading books where people overcome things, where ladies get out of abusive situations and make more of their lives, but not like this. Not where it seems like she is choosing to be in the relationship even though she could easily leave. People in these situations often times don't have the choice, they can't get out of it, and yet Colbie chose to stay for some reason. At least she wakes up for a minute and walks out of her wedding to start her life over somewhere else.

Now she walks out and then never thinks of her ex again really. She doesn't even go that far or try to hide where she is. So she is not worried about him coming after her? So if that is the case then again why didn't she leave sooner? I didn't understand. So now she is in a new town with a new hot neighbor and trying to figure out what she wants to do with her life. It was just eh. She was really judgmental of everyone, at one point someone gave her a card for Zander's older brother so he could do some work for her and she instantly was all how does this married lady know Zander's brother?!? No one cared about marriage vows in her old world, maybe this lady was having an affair with Zander's brother!! It was just like wait what? Why would you assume that a married lady who knows a contractor is having an affair with said contractor? Why would that be your first thought? Yes, I know you said marriage didn't mean anything in your old world, but really? Really. So every married person who knows anyone of the opposite sex who is not their partner you are going to wonder if they are cheating on their partner with said person? Really? It made no sense! Colbie was ridiculous. That and she was super jealous of everyone. There was one girl who everyone kept telling Colbie was like a sister to Zander, he said it, she sees it with your own two eyes, the girls says it, and yet you still keep getting jealous of her and wonder if there is something going on between them. Really? It was just too much. It was like all of the times when people would tell her nothing is happening were forgotten two seconds later. Every time it was like it was new informations, but I kept thinking wait...you know this already so why are you so relieved to know nothing is going on?? I didn't understand her at all. I didn't care for Colbie so...it made the book not so good to read.

Zander is okay. He has scars from his time in a war zone, scars on the inside and out. He was really prickly when the book opens, still not ready to deal with his new reality, and very sensitive about some things. All understandable. He likes Colbie from the start, but doesn't want to start anything with her. She can do better.

Now the real issue was the writing. I kept coming across passages that read as odd to me. The way someone thought or said something was strange and kept pulling me out of the story. Nothing super bad, just somehow off. Like "It didn't take much to imagine her as a sexual creature" when Zander is talking about Colbie. How he is attracted to her. It was just...odd in the context especially. There were also large chunks of text devoted to explaining what something was. Like now we are going to take a break from our story to explain to readers what things are. About the Gulf War and what it was. Stuff like that that really didn't fit. Maybe they could have been footnotes for readers who don't know these things, but they weren't told in the context of the story. They were just placed into the story so the reader would know the information. It was odd.

There were also times when the timeline was a bit mixed up. For example early on Coblie freaked out at a coffeeshop, then she apologized for freaking out at the pier, only she was never at the pier. That came later and then I thought oh! Okay. That first comment was just out of place. All of this together worked to make this story not that good for me.

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Going Down (Elevator #1) by Katherine Stevens

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The plan for Cici Carrington was to steadily climb UP the corporate ladder, and hopefully do so without her skirt tucked into the back of her underpants. Unfortunately, there was no contingency plan for the aftermath of spending a night trapped in an elevator with a suit-wearing Elevator Sex God named Cole Danvers. A one…or two-time dalliance wouldn’t normally throw off the course of someone’s life…unless you find out you have to work together the next day.

To further complicate matters, Cici’s best friend is also her Human Resources Director. She has to hide her secret from every person she knows. Her only confidant is her one-eyed cat, and his loyalty is tenuous at best. Toss in an accidental mugging, a bungled disguise, secret meetings, and unintentional arson, and Cici’s beautiful, careful plan has fallen by the wayside.

Perhaps there aren’t any hard and fast rules in life. Sometimes you can have your cake and eat it too. Sometimes following the rules doesn’t get you ahead.

And perhaps sometimes you can get off between floors…


Going Down is the second book I have read in as many days that surprised me with how much I enjoyed it. I don't read a lot of comedies as I usually find they are not my sense of humor, so I didn't think I would really enjoy this one. Only I did. It was fun and silly and wonderful to read. 

Cici and Cole first meet when they get stuck in an elevator overnight. Cici is fun. A bit clumsy and always having crazy things happen to her, or caused by her accidentally or whatever. She just blurts things out sometimes, not always appropriate things, and she was really cute. She also calls things different names, namely body parts, and normally that would so turn me off to a book, but with her I didn't mind. It was fun. Normally in the middle of sexy time I don't want fun names for body parts, but I liked this one. Cici was kind of a mess but in the best way. 

Cole has just started working as Cici's assistant, only she didn't know it until after that fateful night in the elevator. Now what is she to do? They can't seem to keep their hands off each other, but they can't stay together and not lose their jobs. She can't even talk to her crazy bff about it as said friend is the HR Director where she works! So she tries to sneak around with Cole and oh these two. I mean yeah, there is really just a lot of fun sexy times, but I liked it. It was cute. Cici comes up with so many crazy, hair-brained plans and I loved it. 

So yeah. Cici and Cole were fun to read. This story had a lot of things that would normally be off-putting, like the fun names for body parts, but with this author it worked. I loved how crazy Cici was and how her mind worked. I can't wait to read more from this author. Hopefully in the next book bff Maggie will find her silly sidekick. 

Rating:  ★ ★ ★

Monday, February 20, 2017

Release Day: #1 Crush (#1 Series #1) by T. Gephart

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Tia Monroe was smart, sassy and successful. Sure, she could get a little crazy at times—life around Tia was never boring—but that was part of her appeal. And while she didn’t see herself as ‘classically beautiful’, she had no shortage of options in the boyfriend department. She just hadn’t found one who held her interest.

Until she laid eyes on Eric Larsson, and then it was lust at first sight.

He packed the perfect mix of smoldering sexy and unapologetic cool into his blond-haired, blue-eyed, ridiculously hot six-foot- four frame. One smile from him was enough to twist her insides, making her girlie bits tingle in the most delicious way. But it wasn’t just his looks, he was smart and funny—charming in the most a-dork- able way.

The only problem was . . . Tia had never actually met him.

Eric Larsson was one of Hollywood’s hottest movie stars, rising to the top of his game and leaving a trail of disintegrated panties in his wake. Tia’s were no exception—but she wasn’t delusional. Love, marriage and happily-ever- after were not part of her fantasy; she just wanted to meet him. Just one time. One time. Confident that just seeing him in the flesh would get him out of her system.

So, with her resolve steeled, Tia set off on a quest to make it happen while avoiding her mug shot being splayed across the five o’clock news.

The journey no doubt will make for one hell of a stor


I really enjoyed #1 Crush. Tia was a loon in the best of ways. I loved her. Yes, occasionally she got on my nerves, but overall it was a fun read. 

Tia has a huge crush on Eric Larsson. Movie star Eric Larsson. The guy who is one of the hottest guys in Hollywood. I think it is safe to say she cyber stalks him. She knows almost everything about him. If there is a photo of him somewhere she has seen if. If she needs to know a personal detail about him she can find it. She is kind of crazy, but in a fun way. She decides that she needs to meet him to try and move on. See she figures no one is that gorgeous and nice and kind and everything he seems to be. No one. So if she meets him she will find out he is actually a jerk and then she is free to crush on someone else. Maybe someone more attainable than Eric Larsson. 

So Tia comes up with this crazy plan to meet him and it doesn't go exactly as she planned. It was fun. I loved it! She was a loon. Now here is where she annoyed me at times. She lied about her profession when she first met him, but for some reason she can't tell him that. She figured they would never see each other again so why not? It is not like she is hiding some huge secret that he would hate her if he knew. No, she just doesn't want to say hey I made up this small thing when we first met cause. I didn't quite get it so she kept continuing the lie and at times that got to me. She could be a bit whiney about it, when it was an easy fix. However the results of said lie were pretty hilarious and for the most part the story was just fun. 

Eric was super sweet. I don't normally like rich or famous people in my stories, but I loved him. He was just a normal guy who was a movie star as well. He was wonderful with Tia. And I loved how everything played out. He has a great sense of humor and it was so much fun watching the two of them together. Tia could get up to some shenanigans alright!

Overall this was a fun read. Tia and Eric were perfect together and I loved how crazy Tia was. Oh and I just realized this was book one in the series and we get Ryan and Lila's story next! I am really excited for that one!!

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★1/2


“Oh my God.” The words wheezed out of me as all the oxygen escaped from my lungs. My chest tightened like I’d been kicked right in between my ribs. 

There he was a few feet behind me slowly making his way toward me. 

“Eric, look here.” 

“Eric, this way.” 

Both sides of the line screamed at him as he patiently walked from side to side, signing autographs and taking selfies. Each step he took inching him closer to where I had frozen, my eyes bulging out of my head like a complete lunatic. 

There he was. 

Eric Larsson, right in front of me. 

And not even internet stalking could have prepared me for what he looked like in real life. 


So handsome he almost didn’t seem real, and as much as I tried I couldn’t stop staring. 

Say something my mouth begged as my brain continued on its mental vacation. My eyes scanned every inch of his body like it was planning to build a 3-D replica. 

Holy hell he was wearing the absolute fuck out of that suit. Every inch of the fabric curling around his delicious body like its life depended on it. And believe me, even though he was covered from head to toe in tailored Tom Ford perfection—I’d seen photos of him in this particular suit before—it did nothing to hide how obscenely hot he was. 

My heart thumped loudly as he took another step closer, his eyes remaining on the crowd. 


It rang out clear despite the noise around us. It took me a minute to realize that while my brain had stalled, my mouth hadn’t suffered the same fate. My lips still open as his name left them. 

Who the hell yells out his last name? I panicked, unable to tear my eyes from him as his head lifted and his eyes settled on me. 

Dear. Lord. In. Heaven. And. All. The. Saints. 

Eric Larsson was looking at me. 

At me. 

At ME! 

His brow lifted in acknowledgement as his lips curled, momentarily blinding me as he flashed his trademark smile. 

Well, if that wasn’t an invitation, I didn’t know what was. 

So, even though I was struggling to breathe—my ability to remain upright also not guaranteed—my feet moved me closer toward him. My internal pep talk worked overtime as I reminded myself we were on a mission. Two minutes of eye contact, conversation . . . and something about me finding out what an asshole he was. 

“Hi.” The best I could do given the circumstances. 

Intellectually I knew the man was tall. I mean, in my head I figured I knew what six-foot- four looked like. But as I lifted my eyes, it didn’t come close to where I should be looking, my gaze hitting his chin before I tilted my head even higher. 

“Hi,” he responded, the single word sent a shiver down my spine as he unleashed another blinding smile. 

Those eyes were something else. The clearest blue I had ever seen, and though I knew it wasn’t possible it seemed like they illuminated from the inside out. Like magical orbs, the weight of their stare hypnotized me, pulling me in closer like a force field. I couldn’t have looked away if I’d tried. Not that I tried, and not that I wanted to. 

And oh Lord have mercy, did he smell good. Mouthwatering. Ridiculous that it would even get a mention given I already had those eyes, his face and his delectable couture-wrapped body to contend with. Yet there was his scent wafting up my nose uninvited. A sadistic mix of sexy, clean and masculine—probably Calvin Klein—overwhelmed me as I fought the urge to bury my head in his neck and inhale him like a line of cocaine. 

Say something you dumbass. My mouth begged as my hand, completely of its own accord, reached out and rested on his arm. 

Holy. Freaking. Shit. I. Was. Touching. Him. 

Do not moan, I reminded myself. 

“Congratulations on the movie.” Words poured out of my mouth, thankfully in a sequence that made sense, as my fingers struggled not to caress the fabric of his suit. My fingers didn’t listen, slowly stroking in small—slightly inappropriate and rather suggestive—circles. 

Wow, this is a really, really nice suit.

Do not lick it.

About the Author:

T Gephart is an indie author from Melbourne, Australia.

T's approach to life has been somewhat unconventional. Rather than going to University, she jumped on a plane to Los Angeles, USA in search of adventure. While this first trip left her somewhat underwhelmed and largely depleted of funds it fueled her appetite for travel and life experience.

With a rather eclectic resume, which reads more like the fiction she writes than an actual employment history, T struggled to find her niche in the world.

While on a subsequent trip the United States in 1999, T met and married her husband. Their whirlwind courtship and interesting impromptu convenience store wedding set the tone for their life together, which is anything but ordinary. They have lived in Louisiana, Guam and Australia and have traveled extensively throughout the US. T has two beautiful young children and one four legged child, Woodley, the wonder dog.

An avid reader, T became increasingly frustrated by the lack of strong female characters in the books she was reading. She wanted to read about a woman she could identify with, someone strong, independent and confident and who didn't lack femininity. Out of this need, she decided to pen her first book, A Twist of Fate. T set herself the challenge to write something that was interesting, compelling and yet easy enough to read that was still enjoyable. Pulling from her own past "colorful" experiences and the amazing personalities she has surrounded herself with, she had no shortage of inspiration. With a strong slant on erotic fiction, her core characters are empowered women who don't have to sacrifice their femininity. She enjoyed the process so much that when it was over she couldn't let it go.

T loves to travel, laugh and surround herself with colorful characters. This inevitably spills into her writing and makes for an interesting journey - she is well and truly enjoying the ride!

Based on her life experiences, T has plenty of material for her books and has a wealth of ideas to keep you all enthralled.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Preston's Honor by Mia Sheridan

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There were two brothers—identical twins—and though I loved them both, my soul belonged to only one.

Annalia Del Valle has loved Preston Sawyer all her life. The daughter of an impoverished migrant farmworker, she grew up as an outcast in what was no more than a tiny, cooped up shack in California’s Central Valley. But her heart found freedom in the land, in the wide-open spaces of Sawyer Farm, and in the boys who were her only friends.

Preston has yearned for Annalia since he was a boy. But a sense of honor kept him from pursuing her until he’s unable to hold back any longer and their worlds—and bodies—collide one hot summer night. A night that sets off a chain of events that will alter their lives forever.

Now Annalia is back in town after disappearing without a trace for six long months. Determined to reclaim her heart, her life, and the baby she left behind—the son who was created in a moment of lust and love and pent-up yearning.

Preston has survived grief, a ravaging drought, and the despair of heartache, but he’s not sure he can survive Annalia again. And he might be unwilling to try. Will pride and bitterness keep him from the one thing he’s always longed for?

How do you heal what is irreparably broken? How do you forgive that which is unforgivable? How do you discover that real honor comes not from circumstance, but from the place deep in our hearts where truth resides? And how do you move beyond the wounds of the past to discover that some loves are as solid as the ground beneath your feet, and as enduring as the earth itself?

THIS IS A STAND-ALONE SIGN OF LOVE NOVEL, INSPIRED BY GEMINI. New Adult Contemporary Romance: Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.


Man Mia Sheridan really knows how to write characters that make my heart ache. Stories where I feel so much for the people in them. Where I want everything to turn out great for them because they deserve it. Stories where the main characters don't have the easiest of times, but oh I love them so much. Usually they also have unusual situations. Things I don't normally read about, don't normally see in books, and I love it. She is wonderful at telling the story of the little guys or the unseen people in society. I love it. 

Preston's Honor was a fantastic read. This story really pulled on my heart and made me feel all the feels. Annalia never had much. Her mom always struggled to get by and give her what she needed. She always felt like an outsider, like she didn't fit in anywhere. Her home life wasn't sunshine and roses. Her mom was a tough lady to deal with at times and growing up the way she did she learned there were certain parameters that she couldn't step outside. Some she put on herself and oh, I felt for Annalia. She was a sweetheart, but she always seemed to try and disappear and always sought the approval of others. To get her value from others. To have them make her feel like she was good enough. I felt for her so much. She was struggling to get by and man I wanted nothing but the best for her. 

Preston and his brother Cole are the Sawyer twins. They had a much different upbringing than Annalia, but when they meet her one day while her mom is working on their farm they become fast friends. They tried to be respectful of her circumstances and had many wonderful days hanging out on their land. As a kid Annalia always looked in on their property and wondered what it would be like to live in such a wonderful place. To have such a wonderful family. Everything is probably perfect for them, but that is the way you see things from the outside. They didn't have a perfect life, but pretty perfect for them. Even though Cole and Preston were twins they were very different. Cole the easy going guy who everyone loves, and Preston the more serious one. 

The three of them grow up together and when they get a bit older things start to change. Some start feeling more for the other and man this book. Preston and Lia love each other for so long without knowing and when things fall apart it is not good. I wanted to pick them both up and give them the biggest hugs and make everything okay for them. I wanted to give them the moon and the stars and anything they wanted. 

This was a great read. Mia Sheridan knows how to write stories that make you so immersed in the world you can't put it down. Makes you feel so much for the people you are reading about it is like they are your friends. When I finish one of these soul-crushing, but heartening, stories I always want to go help people in situations like the characters. After Kyland I wanted to see what I could do to help the super poor in Appalachia. After this I wanted to see if there was something to do for people like Lia. This story felt quite timely with everything going on in the US at the moment, but I think that is just coincidental. I recommended it to everyone I know so they can get a little glimpse into how someone else lives. How they work so hard to survive. I loved this story. This is up there with my favorites from this author. This is one that I will re-read again and again.

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★1/2

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Blog Tour: A Thousand Letters by Staci Hart

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Sometimes your life is split by a single decision.

I’ve spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: he left, and I didn’t follow. A thousand letters went unanswered, my words like petals in the wind, spinning away into nothing, taking me with them.

But now he’s back.

I barely recognize the man he’s become, but I can still see a glimmer of the boy who asked me to be his forever, the boy I walked away from when I was young and afraid.
Maybe if he’d come home under better circumstances, he could speak to me without anger in his voice. Maybe if I’d said yes all those years ago, he’d look at me without the weight of rejection in his eyes. Maybe if things were different, we would have had a chance.
One regretted decision sent him away. One painful journey bought him back to me. I only wish I could keep him.

*A contemporary romance inspired by Jane Austen’s Persuasion*


God this book. It tore me apart.  I...there were moments when I legitimately hated Wade. Hated him so much for how selfish and mean he could be to those he loves. How he expects everyone to put up with all the punches he threw and still be there. How he thinks he needs to keep people safe from himself. Oh Wade.

And Elliot? Oh my did I yell at her at times. She yells at someone when she thinks they are calling her a doormat and well...I agree with them. She makes excuses and lets people treat her like crap all the time. It is okay because she doesn't let it affect her. Fine, but just because someone treats you like shit doesn't mean you need to stick around and take it. Plus she is one of those girls who is so in love with the guy that when he leaves she is nothing. Even when they were together she was just going to do whatever he wanted and then try and figure out what she wanted afterward. Like he is more important than her and now that she doesn't have him she doesn't know what to do. So she sits and stays stagnant and doesn't do anything. She lets her sister snipe at her all the time and her dad throw insults and it is fine. They don't bother her, but come on!

Now it probably sounds like I didn't like this story, but that couldn't be farther from the truth. I didn't just like this story I loved it. I wrote the above while I was reading the book and I thought about deleting it or tweaking it a bit or something but decided to leave it. When I read it now it is like I was lashing out. Because this story hurts to read in the best of ways and sometimes you hurt those you love even when you don't mean to. Because Elliot and Wade were amazing together if they could only figure their stuff out. If they could finally talk and get it together it would be amazing. There is so much going on and it is not really the right time, but when is? When is a good time to try and see if you can get back to where you were when you have been hiding and running from it for the past seven years? I loved every minute of this story even those where I was angry with the characters. Where I hated them or loved them or both. It is really quite remarkable how much I loved this story with how the characters are ones I should have hated. As I said I did hate Wade at times, but I also loved him. Elliot annoyed me at times, but I still wanted only the best for her. I yelled at her in my head but also rooted for her so hard. The way the story is written I couldn't put it down. I was reading on a long train ride home from a weekend away and when we had to switch trains my husband was all happy smiley fun and I just couldn't. I was like no. This is not the smiley fun time. I need to keep reading. I am in this so deep I can't get out until I finish. I need to finish. It feels like there is not enough light shining in the darkness and I can't find my way out of this fog this story left me in. I needed to keep reading to try and find my way back to my normal happy self.

This story was a rough one, but I loved it so so much. It was wonderful. It really blew me away. It shredded me to pieces, but then put me back together again. I cannot recommend this book enough. Even if it sound eh to you go read it. I don't know how you couldn't be so involved with these characters, how you wouldn't hurt with them and hopefully heal with them. How you could not love this story as well. I already loved this author, but this is now my favorite story from her. I still can't move on and I finished it a few days ago. It is a how will anything else be as good after reading such a wonderful heart-wrenching tale? It won't. I don't give out a lot of five-star ratings, but this one deserves it. Man, I need to try and find something to help me move on. Or maybe I should just give it another read...

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

About the Author:

Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life: a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife, even though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey. Her favorite word starts with f and ends with k.

From roots in Houston, to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's sleeping, cleaning, or designing graphics.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Blog Tour: Fake Fiancée by Ilsa Madden-Mills

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From WSJ Bestselling Author Ilsa Madden-Mills comes a new stand-alone contemporary romance.

Fake engaged to the hottest quarterback in the country? SCORE.

They say nothing compares to your first kiss,
But our first kiss was orchestrated for an audience.
Our second kiss . . . that one was REAL.
He cradled my face like he was terrified he’d f*ck it up.
He stared into my eyes until the air buzzed.
Soft and slow, full of sighs and little laughs,
He inhaled me like I was the finest Belgian chocolate,
And he’d never get another piece.
A nip of his teeth, his hand at my waist . . .
And I was lost.
I forgot he was paying me to be his fake fiancée.
I forgot we weren’t REAL.
Our kiss was pure magic, and before you laugh and say those kinds of kisses don’t exist,
Then you’ve never touched lips with Max Kent, the hottest quarterback in college history.

Three months. Two hearts. One fake engagement.


Fake Fiancee was a really fun, cute read. Sunny and Max were so sweet together, even if they messed things up at times. It was such a fun read.

Max is the star quarterback on campus. Football is his life. He won't ever put anything before that. He can't. There are plenty of football groupies that try and hook up with him, but he is not really into that. He was dating this one girl, but that ended badly not that long ago and now he is just focused on playing the best he can. He doesn't need the distraction a girlfriend would be.

Sunny also has her share of bad relationships. She recently got out of one herself with an athlete so she has told her self no more athletes! When she needs a ride to class one day and Max realizes they are going to the same class he of course offers her a ride. And that is where things get interesting. They are both attracted to the other, but don't want a relationship. Plus their exes will both be in class with them so why not pretend to be together to stick it to their exes? No harm there and it will be mutually beneficial. Of course things aren't that easy. Their feelings don't stay fake even if they want them to. And that causes problems because...well this was never supposed to go anywhere for either of them.

I really loved both of these characters. Sunny was so strong to get to where she is, but a bit fragile at times as well. I loved that. And Max? Well he doesn't always think thing through before he does them, but when he cares about someone he really cares for them. He was sweet even if he messed up at times.

This was a great read. Only the second book by this author I have read, but I definitely need to read more. This was a wonderful story to get lost in on a cold winters day.

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★


Max stalked over to the barrier that divided the stands from the football field and jumped it. The fans went nuts as he brushed past them, some not even realizing it until he was down the aisle. The Jumbotron followed him.

“Good Lordy, what’s he doing?” Mimi asked, clutching at her chest.

“I don’t know,” I said rather weakly, taking the chance to study him the closer he came. He was beautiful, his shoulders impossibly broad. To add to the distraction, his helmet was in his hand and all that dark brown hair was flowing around his chiseled features as if he had a fan in his face. My Viking.

“He’s coming over here,” Mimi commented.

He was. But why?

I stopped breathing . . .right when he came to a halt in front of me and knelt down on one knee.

Eyes the color of a wild ocean gazed at me.

He took my left hand in his right one.

“Max,” I breathed, my heart fluttering.

He gazed up at me. “Sunny Blaine, will you marry me?”

The stadium went wild. In a daze, I looked up at the Jumbotron and felt like I was watching this happen to someone else. Camera phones flashed all around us.

My first clear thought was I’ll kill him.

Aloud, nothing came out but a faint wheeze. Clearly someone had stuffed a giant wad of cotton in my mouth. Clearly I needed something a lot stiffer to drink than this Diet Coke. Clearly my fake boyfriend was a freaking raving lunatic.

He sat his helmet on the ground next to my feet, reached inside it and pulled out a small black box.

No, no, no!

The box opened, and my stomach churned at the sight of the large round solitaire diamond ring that was nestled on the black silk. I blinked repeatedly to clear my vision.

With deft fingers, Max eased it out of the lining and slipped it on my left hand.

I stared down at it. Then back at him.

I was going to murder the hottest quarterback in the country.

Kiss her, Kiss her, the crowd chanted.

We were the focal point of the entire world.

Max stood and tugged me up with him until we were standing. He slid his hand around my neck and pulled his face to mine. The sky was blotted out as he kissed me.

But I hadn’t said yes!

I wouldn’t say yes.

Not to a fake engagement.

The applause of the stadium was deafening. And his kiss—it was deadly. Despite my rage, my body craved him. His lips were hot, so hot, and my tongue met his with a vengeance. We kissed hard, and I nipped at him, my teeth scraping across his lips. But the only one who’d end up bleeding in this scenario was me.

He eased back to take me in, and with a final look at my face he gave a thumbs-up sign to the entire stadium. They went nuts, chanting his name.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered in my ear, letting his hand trail down my arm as he stepped back from me. He walked away backward, eyes on me the entire time. The announcers for the game told everyone who might have missed it that Max Kent had just asked his girlfriend to marry him, and she’d said yes. More cheers came as they replayed him on his knee in front of me with a giant YES written across the top.

I plopped back down in my seat. Frozen.

“. . . did you see her face? Shocked . . .”

“. . . most romantic thing in football . . .”

“. . . luckiest girl in the world . . .”

My face went hot. Even my ears burned. I wanted to crawl under a seat.


What a lie.

The half ended and our offense came out to the field, snapped the ball, and Max threw it straight to Tate who ran it in for another touchdown. My chest constricted and anger churned in my gut.

I didn’t care who won.

I hated football right now. Most of all, I hated Max Kent, and I was going to make him pay.

About the Author:
Wall Street Journal best selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

She's addicted to all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding females. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Ian Somerhalder, astronomy (she's a Gemini), and tattoos. She has a degree in English and a Master's in Education. When she's not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets and fuzzy pajamas.

She loves to hear from readers and fellow authors. Email her at ilsamaddenmills@gmail.com.

Cover Reveal: Until Sage (Until Him #2) by Aurora Rose Reynolds

Coming May 9th! Add to your to-read list on Goodreads


Sage Mayson had Kimberly Cullen once, and the memory of that brief encounter has tortured him since the moment he pushed her away. He should have followed his gut, but he didn’t, and now he’s left watching the woman he wants more than anything from afar.

Kimberly vowed to protect her heart from Sage, but when her sister is murdered and her world starts to fall apart, he’s the one person she finds herself leaning on.

Getting a second chance is something Sage knows is rare. He’s not going to squander the one he’s been given, and he won’t take no for an answer when it comes to making Kim his.

But what Sage doesn’t know is Kim has a secret that could leave them both devastated and heartbroken.

About the Author:

Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.

Release Day: The Cad and the Co-Ed (Rugby #3) by Penny Reid & L.H. Cosway

The Cad and The Co-Ed, an all-new romantic comedy from Penny Reid & L.H. Cosway is LIVE

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Amazon.com * Amazon.de * Goodreads



Bryan Leech is a cad.

Or, he *was* a cad.

No one is quite certain.

Once the quintessential playboy, Bryan claims he’s done with wild parties and weekend benders. No more one night stands leading to mornings he can’t remember; no more binges and blackouts; no more exploits plastered all over the tabloids and rag sheets. According to Bryan, he’s cleaning up his act.

The only problem is, no one believes him.


Eilish Cassidy never thought she’d be a mother at nineteen or still in college at twenty-four. Cut off from every member of her family except her favorite cousin, she’s finally managed to put her life back together. Stronger and wiser, Eilish enters her last semester of university determined to stand on her own. Now she just needs to find an internship.

The only problem is, her best option—by far—places her directly in the path of her son’s father, and he doesn’t remember her at all.


Bryan is determined to prove he’s changed. Eager to settle down with the right woman, he’s got his sights set on the gorgeous redhead who seems terribly familiar.

Eilish is determined to hide her secret. She’ll do anything to keep her child safe, even if that means ignoring her own wishes and desires.

But what happens when Bryan starts to remember? And what will it take for Bryan to convince the girl he forgot that she’s unforgettable?

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About Penny Reid:

Penny Reid is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Winston Brothers and Knitting in the City series. When she’s not immersed in penning smart romances, Penny works in the biotech industry as a researcher. She’s also a full time mom to three diminutive adults, wife, daughter, knitter, crocheter, sewer, general crafter, and thought ninja.

About L.H. Cosway:

L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favorite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books. She thinks that imperfect people are the most interesting kind. They tell the best stories.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Ravished by Amanda Quick

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From the cozy confines of a tiny seaside village to the glittering crush of the a fashionable London soiree comes an enthralling tale of a thoroughly mismatched couple . . . poised to discover the rapture of love.

There was no doubt about it. What Miss Harriet Pomeroy needed was a man. Someone powerful and clever who could help her rout the unscrupulous thieves who were using her beloved caves to hide their loot. But when Harriet summoned Gideon Westbrook, Viscount St. Justin, to her aid, she could not know that she was summoning the devil himself. . . .

Dubbed the Beast of Blackthorne Hall for his scarred face and lecherous past, Gideon was strong and fierce and notoriously menacing. Yet Harriet could not find it in her heart to fear him. For in his tawny gaze she sensed a savage pain she longed to soothe . . . and a searing passion she yearned to answer. Now, caught up in the Beast’s clutches, Harriet must find a way to win his heart–and evade the deadly trap of a scheming villain who would see them parted for all time.


I LOVE Beauty and the Beast. Love it. I have seen the Disney movie approximately a billion times. It is one of my favorite stories. And I love retellings of the story. It is pretty easy to make me love a story if it is Beauty and the Beast related. I also love old timey books. Love them. Plus I love fossils! I could go look at fossils all day and be happy. Love them and geology and all that stuff. It is the best. 

So all of this love makes it seem like I should love Ravished right? I mean it is about a girl who loves fossils, collects them and tries to find them in the caves near her house. It is old timey. It is a re-telling of Beauty and the Beast. It seems like this would be a shoe in for one of my favorite books. Only it wasn't. It was bad. How did the author take all these elements I love and turn it into this book that was so frustrating to read? Well by writing it in this "zany" way that is supposed to be fun/funny and it didn't work for me. As it usually doesn't when it comes to books that are supposed to be humorous. I knew right from the start, when Mrs. Stone, the housekeeper, faints. I know it was supposed to be humorous, but it just made me roll my eyes so hard and thinks oh, this is the kind of book I am going to be reading? Okay. And I didn't stop rolling my eyes or wanting to bang my head against the wall the whole time I was reading it. It wasn't for me, but I see where other people would find it humorous. 

So Harriet is one of the most annoying females I have read. She acts like a petulant child when she doesn't get her way, never thinks about what effect her childish actions will have on others, and just keeps getting herself into messes because she cannot think. She loves fossils. Fossils, fossils, fossils. Tooth fossils to be exact. Oh tooth fossils. Do you like tooth fossils? She likes tooth fossils. If only she could find more people to talk to about tooth fossils, or find more tooth fossils. Ugh. It was like let's see how often we can use the word fossil in this story. It was fossil this and fossil that in a really unbelievable way. I know, it is probably supposed to be humorous, but it was just annoying. It didn't go into what the fossils were or anything about them for the most part. I think there might have been two times when something was explained or talked about more than an 'I like tooth fossils' kind of way. It was frustrating for me, especially because I do like fossils! I would have been interested in reading more about what ones she found in the cave and stuff like that. But no, I just had to keep reading about how much Harriet loves fossils. So much so that she completely loses all sense when they are in the picture. It was ridiculous! 

Harriet also never took into account what her actions would do to Gideon. What people would say if she didn't go along with what he suggested. She was just all no, no, no! I don't care what people say about me! And he would have to be all, and what about me? What about what they will say about me? You know the past 6 years have been incredibly difficult for me, everyone thinking I am a terrible person for things I didn't do, and then she would be all oh noes! I totes didn't even think about you even though I am supposedly in love with you. Yeah, sure. Maybe think for two seconds about how things will be for the guy you claim to love. Ugh she was annoying. 

As for Gideon he was better, but still he was off for me. He has a scar on his face and his honor has been tarnished and no one believes he didn't do what they say he did. After a while he just stopped trying to tell people the truth. Until Harriet, who believes he is good right from the start. The writing in the book didn't make it so I felt any connection between these two characters, so when they were supposedly falling in love I didn't see it. It wasn't that good. That and the sexy time scenes were really uncomfortable for me. Not sexy. Not good. 

This whole book was just kind of a disaster for me. I didn't like the characters, I didn't see the connection, it was kind of all over the place. I didn't like it. Oh, and the thieves are caught pretty quick which left me thinking what now? What is the rest of the book going to be about? It all moves so quickly. Like things were introduced, then dealt with in a few pages it felt like. Then the ending...ugh. Things were resolved okay I guess, but it was so lame. The everyone lived happily every after and all issues were fixed was just too much. It was too easy. Too simple. I didn't enjoy it. So yeah, this book was not for me. 


Friday, February 10, 2017

Covalent Bonds (Red Moon Anthologies Book 3) by Wendy Sparrow, Jeremiah Murphy, Charlotte M. Ray, Marie Piper, Laura VanArendonk Baugh, Cori Vidae, Mara Malins, Tellulah Darling, G.G. Andrew

Coming Feb 14!! Available for pre-order now on


Covalent bonds aren’t just about atoms sharing electron pairs anymore—it’s about the electricity that happens when you pair two geeks together. This anthology celebrates geeks of all kinds (enthusiasts, be it for comics, Dr. Who, movies, gaming, computers, or even grammar), and allows them to step out of their traditional supporting roles and into the shoes of the romantic lead. Forget the old stereotypes: geeks are sexy.

Featuring nine stories ranging from sweet to hot, by authors G.G. Andrew, Laura VanArendonk Baugh, Tellulah Darling, Mara Malins, Jeremiah Murphy, Marie Piper, Charlotte M. Ray, Wendy Sparrow, and Cori Vidae, Covalent Bonds is a chance for geeks get their noses out of the books, and instead to be the book.


Covalent Bonds is by far the best collection of short stories I have read. I absolutely loved every one. After reading each I immediately went online to see what else the author has written. I wanted to read them all! You should definitely check out this collection. They are all ★ ★ ★ ★1/2 reads, which is crazy because I normally don't like novellas all that much. I only knew one author going into this reading, but came out with so many to check out! They are all incredible.

The Hacked Match by Wendy Sparrows 

This was such a cute read. I loved how geeky the girl was and how she doesn't date because she is too weird, but when she gets partnered up with a guy she has always had a crush on (even though she has never seen him) everything changes. It was quick, it was fun, it was wonderful. I loved the characters and how they were both instantly attracted to the other. It worked. Great read.

Issues by Jeremiah Murphy

Another really fun read. The author definitely knows how to write a short story. You don't get to know everything, but you do get a short story about two people at a comic convention. Loved it!

Addie-cted by Charlotte M. Ray

This story was so cute! Addie is a gamer who live streams quests and stuff. Trent is a fellow clansman whose computer breaks at the absolute worst time - just when they are going to have a big live stream weekend! So Addie invites him over to her place to play there (with some security measures in place). Will anything happen between these two people who obviously like each other after talking online for so long? It was so much fun!

Spoilers by Marie Piper

Another short, but sweet one. Just a story about two people who love cheesy horror movies. This one was awesome, especially since I am a cheesy horror fan myself!! I loved the references to things I also love!

Rogue Trip by Laura VanArendonk Baugh

What happens when the hottest new game is delayed getting to the big con? When two people don't start off so well because they are both stressed out, but end up having to spend a lot of time together? You get this fun story! It was another cute, fun read! I told you all of these stories are amazing!

Critical Hit by Cori Vidae

Phew! This one was really steamy! Two D&D players get left alone to play a two person quest and things start heating up. Really cute, really hot, really awesome!

Classification of Nerd by Mara Malins

Gah! This is the story of a grumpy boss and the lady who works for him. She doesn't know what his problem is, but when he finally makes his move will she be receptive? Or is she still not ready to move on from her jerk ex who always tried to control her? I loved this story so much!! I love that hate that turns to like thing that you have to watch and see if it will all work out in the end. Eek! So. Much. Fun!

Better Than Chocolate by Tellulah Darling

When the girl has a rough night and the bad boy from high school tries to steal her chocolates what is a girl to do? Another fun read!

Girl Meets Grammarian by G.G. Andrews

Will things work out between a girl who just writes freestyle and sees no need for super strict structure and diagraming of sentences and all that jazz work with a guy who is all about that structure? Can the two of them work on their differences and make something great together? Grammar was never so much fun!

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Blog Tour: Singe (Guardian Protection #1) by Aly Martinez

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She was my nightmare. Every time I closed my eyes, I watched her fall into that inferno. Over and over, I failed to save her.

I hadn’t been able to reach her, and the guilt only burned hotter over time. Four years later, I was the unreachable one.

Heroes aren’t always saints. Sometimes, we’re nothing more than jaded sinners driven by sleepless nights and hearts full of darkness.

And then I met her. She was a dreamer who managed to soothe my scars and heal my wounds.

But, as the flames closed in around us, I feared I wasn’t the right man to save her. That is until I realized she was the one woman I’d burn the world down to protect.


I loved Singe! This is one of those books where it was time to go to bed and I thought, no, one more chapter...until I was finished reading. I couldn't put it down. I loved Rhion and Jude! They were wonderful together. Oh, this was a great story.

Rhion is close with the guys at Guardian Protection Agency. She brings them breakfast and loves hanging out with them all, especially Johnson. She was so much fun. So quick on her feet and witty I loved it! She made me laugh. Even though she has a not so good past, things that might break other people, she was light and fun and sunshine. It was wonderful.

Jude is the new guy at Guardian Protection Agency, though things aren't going like he planned. For one thing Johnson seems to have it out for him for some reason. For another he runs into Rhion, a girl he shouldn't want, but can't seem to stay away from.

These two were so much fun to read. They both have had a lot to deal with in their lives, but they were perfect together. Rhion is good at hiding her fears, taking control and trying to live somewhat, but she still has issues. I loved that she wrote romances. I enjoyed watching her come up with story ideas and get a little glimpse into that world. She was so much fun. And Jude was heartbreaking to read. He puts so much on his own shoulders, tries to take everyone's pain and suffering as his own. I loved him and loved how Rhion was able to help him deal with some of his stuff. Without her I think he would have fallen into a deeper depression. He needed the kick in the butt she gave him at times. He needed her opposite view of events that had transpired in his life. He needed the positive good that is Rhion. 

This story was amazing. I don't want to say too much and give it all away, so I am keeping it short and sweet, but it was a great read. There were a few times where you find something out or something happens and I was blown away. Just yelling "Yes! This is awesome!!" in my head. Loved it! 

*Note: I received a free copy of this book for voluntary review consideration

Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★1/2


Chapter One

“Tomorrow, it’s on me,” I said, standing up off the barstool.

Behind the bar, Carmen waggled her eyebrows, seductively calling out, “Funny, I could be on you tonight if you stayed awhile longer.”

I laughed at her innuendo and tossed her a wink. “I gotta get home, babe. Seven a.m. comes way too early.”

“Well, offer’s on the table,” she purred.

It always was with her. And, if I wasn’t careful, I’d eventually take her up on it.

Not that sleeping with Carmen wouldn’t have been good. But, when you find a cheap bar only five minutes from your house, you don’t fuck that up by dipping your cock into the bartender.

“Later, Carmen,” I called, pushing the door open and heading to my car.

I wasn’t out of the parking lot before I heard, “Officer Levitt? We’ve got an alarm going off in Park Hill. You mind taking a look on your way home?”

Banging my head back against the headrest, I groaned to myself. Park Hill was about as “on my way home” as swinging past California on the way to Maine.

Switching my radio to my other hand, I complained, “I’m off the clock, Jocelyn.” I had been for several hours, even if I hadn’t made it home yet.

She laughed. “I’m sorry, but you’re the only one remotely close. I had to send two cars out to the Laslows’ to break up another argument between Cam and his old man.”

“They at it again?” I asked.

“Apparently, Cam told Lindsey he didn’t want the baby. Lindsey told his dad. Old Man Laslow lost his mind.”

I chuckled, putting my blinker on and then doing a U-turn in the middle of the empty road. “Christ. I bet he did. I know the man’s seventy-five, but I sure as hell wouldn’t want to go toe-to-toe with him.”

“I’m with you on that. So…you gonna head out to Park Hill?” she asked in a sugary-sweet tone.

I grumbled deep in my chest. “You’re gonna owe me some of that banana bread for this. I missed it the other day when you brought it up to the station.”

“I don’t owe you anything.” She giggled. “However, as a personal thank-you from the state of Illinois, Park County, and the owners of Park Hill, I’ll bring you in a loaf on Friday. Deal?”

“Deal. I’m en route now.”

“Stay safe, and radio in with your report.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, knowing exactly how much thirty-year-old Jocelyn loved being called ma’am by a twenty-five-year-old man.

“Don’t you—”

“Gotta go.” I turned the volume down to mute her, grinning to myself as I flipped my lights and siren on.

I’d been a cop for two years. And, in that time, I’d been out to the privately owned Park Hill estate at least a dozen times. It wasn’t unusual for the alarm on the mansion to get triggered. It never amounted to anything. The expansive estate was on the very edge of the county, and trouble didn’t usually travel that far out. More often than not, a bird at a window or a bumbling new member of the grounds crew would accidentally trip the alarm. Truth was, no one actually lived in Park Hill. The owners visited sporadically. But, for the majority of the time, it remained empty.

Some minutes later, I cut my siren as I pulled up to the entrance. The cold air assaulted me as I stepped out of my patrol car with my flashlight in hand and aimed at the keypad on the massive security gate that blocked the driveway off. That damn thing alone had to have cost more than I’d make in a lifetime. Forget about the house inside.

The smell of wood burning in a fireplace wafted through the night air. I guessed someone was home for a visit.

I typed in the emergency code on the gate panel and then climbed back in my car and made my way down the tree-lined driveway. I’d spent the day on patrol, and, with the exception of some minor vandalism across town, it had been a slow one.

Though, in the blink of an eye, that would change.

Along with my entire life.

“Oh fuck,” I breathed as the main house came into view on the top of the hill.

After throwing my car in park, I jumped on the radio at my shoulder. I could barely get the words out as I slung my door open and took off at a dead sprint.

“This is Officer Levitt! I need fire support at Park Hill immediately!”

And then I froze as a wave of adrenaline crashed into me like a tsunami.

An inferno roared in the night sky, but it was the small silhouette of a woman perched outside a third-floor window, smoke pouring out all around her, that knocked the breath out of me. My heart stopped, but my feet continued to pound against the pavement.

Jocelyn’s voice caught me. “What’s going on?”

“I need medical too!” I barked as I got closer. “The whole damn place is in flames and there’s a woman trapped!”

The woman’s long, black hair blew out behind her like a battered flag whipping in a storm. I couldn’t make out her face or her skin color or even guess at her age for the black soot covering her, but her fear was unmistakable.

And unforgettable.

“Hang on!” I yelled up to her.

“Oh my God!” she screamed before it turned into a fit of coughing. “Help me!”

“Hang on! Don’t let go!”

Frantically, I searched the perimeter for a way in, but it wasn’t only her house that was on fire. Flames were encompassing her. The yard and all the surrounding flowerbeds. Top to bottom. The first and second floors were completely engulfed, and if the sound of shattering windows was any indication, it was quickly making its way up to the third floor—to her.

“No! Don’t leave me!” she screamed, panic thick in her garbled voice, as I started around the side of the house.

A wall of heat stopped me in my tracks. Throwing an arm up, I did my best to block my face while scanning the building for any possible entry—or, in her case, exit.

But there wasn’t a surface of that house that wasn’t ablaze.

Except the roof.

Son of a bitch.

I spoke into the radio. “I need an ETA on fire.”

Jocelyn replied, “They’re on their way. Five minutes out.”

I didn’t have one minute, much less five.


My pulse quickened, sending blood thundering in my ears. I was a cop. I’d trained for chaos. I should have been able to come up with a solution for a situation like this, but they didn’t teach you how to conquer the impossible at the Academy.

And, as I took inventory of the flames dancing beneath her, I knew that was exactly what I was up against.

My gut wrenched as I helplessly sped back around the house. She appeared almost childlike, hovering barefoot on that narrow brick ledge, but her long-sleeve top and her loose-fitting pants clung to the body of a woman.

Jesus Christ! Where was that fucking fire truck?

“Is anyone else in the house?” I yelled up to her.

Not that I could have helped them, either. Short of running into a burning building, on what would surely be a suicide mission, there was not one thing I could do. And didn’t that little reality feel like a wrecking ball to the chest.

“No!” she cried, a loud sob lodging in her throat. It turned into more coughing, her body shaking violently with every heave.

I fisted my hands at my sides as my anxiety spiraled higher.

“Please. Do something!” she begged.

I ground my teeth together and once again glanced around as if a water hose and a ladder were going to suddenly appear out of nowhere. “Hang tight, okay? Fire trucks are on their way.”

“I can’t hold on much longer!” she cried.

“Yes, you can,” I demanded.

“I…I think I need to jump,” she coughed out.

I assessed the massive fire below her. I’d never be able to reach her before it swallowed her. But there was no way I’d be able to stand by and watch her burn.

No. If she jumped off that ledge, she was going to get us both killed.

“Don’t you dare,” I barked. “Don’t even think about it. Two minutes. They’ll be here.”

“I…I can’t.”

“Two minutes,” I repeated. “Hold—”

Suddenly, a window to her left exploded, shooting glass and flames in all directions.

I covered my face as she screamed in a paralyzing mixture of fear and agony. It cut me so deep that I knew I’d bear the scars for the rest of my life, and that had nothing to do with the glass and everything to do with the heavy weight of my failure already lingering in the smoke-filled air.

When I opened my eyes again, I caught a glimpse of orange flickering in the window behind her. Panic built in my chest.

“You need to move!” I yelled.

She shook her head and continued to cough and cry.

But it wasn’t an option. I couldn’t help her. Though I damn sure refused to watch her die.

“Please. Just listen to me.” I swallowed hard. “You can’t stay there.” I looked to the roof.

Sending her higher seemed wrong and went against everything I’d learned in my limited fire training. But fuck, my options were having her jump into a conflagration or scale up the side of a building in hopes of buying us the precious minutes needed for the fire department to arrive.

Drawing in a smoke-filled breath, I made a decision that would haunt me for the rest of my life. “You need to climb up to the roof.”

“I can’t!” she shrieked.

My stomach twisted, but I gentled my voice. “Look, I know you’re scared. But I’m right here. I’ll help guide you up, but, sweetheart, it’s bearing down on you. You gotta move, and I mean now.”

She choked on a mouthful of smoke as she attempted to look over her shoulder.

“You’re going to be fine. I swear to you,” I lied. “But you have to move.”

“I’m not going to make it!” She had to have yelled it in order for me to hear her, but I felt her defeat slither over my skin like a whispered goodbye.

I took a long step forward, too focused on her to feel the heat singeing my skin. “Yes, you are!” I declared. “Move your ass up to the roof and we’ll both be out of here in time for breakfast.”

Her gaze landed on mine, tears forging paths down her soot-covered cheeks, her disbelief obvious even from yards away. “Are you sure?”

It was a ridiculous question. It wasn’t like I could make any guarantees. It was fire, for God’s sake. But that didn’t stop me from covering my heart with my palm and vowing, “I swear on my life you’re going to make it through this.”

Her hesitation was evident, but with one last sob, she inched her small body farther out onto the narrow ledge, reaching the tips of her shaking fingers out for the windowsill above her.

“Good girl,” I praised, a fraction of relief washing over me.

And then I sucked in a sharp breath as one of her shaking legs slipped out from under her.

“No!” I yelled.

On instinct, I rushed toward the flames, my arms stretched out in the air as though I could catch her.

A scalding heat blistered my face and forced me to stop, but the real pain was in my chest. I watched in horror for what felt like a lifetime as she fought to right herself, her dainty arms flailing like a wounded butterfly frantically trying to catch the wind.

But there was none to be found.

My heart lurched into my throat, and my breath seized in my lungs.

And then a deep, guttural sound tore through me, shredding me from the inside out, as I watched her fall.

I woke up in a cold sweat. It wasn’t exactly something new. I’d been dreaming of Butterfly for over four years. She always flew directly into the flames, screaming as I stood helpless to save her.

Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I cradled my head in my hands and tried to pretend I was okay. That wasn’t exactly something new, either. I could still feel the heat on the back of my neck. My lungs were still thick with smoke. The pressure in my chest never left me.

The distance while I was living in LA had helped. But, in the week since I’d been back in Illinois, I’d woken up every morning at that blazing house. I didn’t even have to be asleep for the memories to assault me.

I should have gone back to sleep. It was my first day at my new job, and the last thing I needed was to show up haggard and sleep-deprived. But, as I’d learned over the years, another fiery butterfly awaited me on the other side of REM. No way I was volunteering for that.

I pushed myself off the bed and tugged a T-shirt on, preparing to head down to the hotel gym with hopes that I could outrun the mental fog that had been hovering over me since I’d returned. There was a reason I’d thrown all of my shit in my car and driven as far as I could all those years ago.

Yet, somehow, I’d come full circle.

But I’d come back a different man.

At least that’s what I’d told myself as the deafening roar of doubt had overwhelmed me the moment I’d driven across the state line.

Regardless, it had been time to go home.

I’d been gone too long.

Or, as I’d decided as I’d passed the exit to Park County, not nearly long enough.

About the Author:
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five- including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.