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Robyn’s Review of Declan by Erin Trejo

by Erin Trejo
Genres: MC Romance
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Declan

I was born into this world. I am what it made me. I do things that others find disgusting. I broke many rules when I met Brooke. She showed up one night and I took advantage of that. When she kept coming back, I knew there was more to her. One fucking day changed it all. One secret from my past blew our relationship out of the water.

Brooke

Loss was all I knew. It creeps around every corner. One dare. That’s all it took. The night I met Declan, I was on the high of my life. I felt safe with him. Little did I know; his secrets were also mine. When his past is revealed, I lose it. The man he claimed to be was a man I’d known all my life.




It’s always an exciting time when a new series starts and this one certainly starts with a bang!

While still very young, Brooke and Angel have left orphans when their sheriff father is killed. The person who is responsible is a fifteen-year-old prospect with the Soulless Bastards MC called Declan but there is a lot more to this story. The story continues years later…

Declan is the Vice President of the Soulless Bastards MC, he lives and breathes for his club where rules were made to be adhered to rigidly. His first impression of Brooke as a young woman is one that surprises him a bit but then she goes on to do this on a regular basis. They have a definite chemistry together and the fireworks between them certainly ignite however there is more intensity to their feelings.

Lurking behind in the background is something you can feel about to explode into action, the tension building up and the mystery is very intriguing and makes you sit on the edge of your seat. As with all MC clubs, the brotherhood is strong and these characters all grow on you as you read along.

This is a fast-paced book and extremely easy to read, after the last couple of books I have read it is like a breath of fresh air! I look forward to reading about Mayhem in the next book.

Reviewed by Robyn

I am a wife, mother, child chauffeur and author. I love being able to create different characters and spin a web that makes them come together in the end. My books do not stick to just one genre, they span many.

I write about things that are real life situations and fairy tales are not always smooth sailing. My MC books are hard and gritty and they have struggles just like you would in life. 

I also have books that are not so in your face. There are several that are good love stories that are fraught with issues that the characters have to deal with.

 
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Our Reviews of Bane by L.J. Shen

by L.J. Shen
Genres: MC Romance

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Bane, the highly-anticipated next standalone in the Sinners of Saint Series by L.J. Shen is LIVE

Bane

Naked surfer. Habitual pothead. A con, a liar, a thief and a fraud.

Last I heard, he was extorting the rich and screwing their wives for a living.

Which is why I’m more than a little surprised to find him at my threshold, looking for my friendship, my services, and most puzzling of all—looking humbled.

Thing is, I’m on a boycott. Literally—I cut boys from my life. Permanently.

Problem is, Bane is not a boy, he is all man, and I’m falling, crashing, drowning in his sweet, perfect lies.

Jesse Carter

Hot as hell, cold as ice.

I wasn’t aware of her existence until a fat, juicy deal landed in my lap.

She’s a part of it, a little plaything to kill some time.

She is collateral, a means to an end, and a side-bonus for striking a deal with her oil tycoon stepdad.

More than anything, Jesse Carter is a tough nut to crack.

Little does she know, I have the f****** teeth for it.

Reviews

Bane, what can I say… he’s an arrogant, selfish, manwhore but everyone loves a bad boy!! Jesse Carter, as broken as she is even Jesse can’t resist Bane’s charm! This book was a triumph in so much as it dealt with a lot of sensitive subjects in a very real way… Jesse Carter was the town pariah after a horrible incident with the upper-class boys at her high school, her family life was less than desirable and her only friends were a frail older lady and her lab Shadow. Bane comes into her life and turns her world upside down! A good read, a great follow on from the hot holes series…

Reviewed by Nat

Where do I begin with the review, its taken me a few days to mull it all over in my head? I needed to get things straight to not be swayed or influenced by others. To stick to my feelings and not get swept up in the hype. I enjoyed this book don’t get me wrong, but I was expecting so much more. I may have been spoilt in the past by LJ Shen and her ability to sweep me off my feet and blow me away.

Right now to start to explain. I really can’t be fair. I loved Bane, his character and what he was to Jesse. I get that he had the swagger, he was indeed a loveable rogue and although he protected Jesse like a man possessed which I find so beautiful, he just didn’t make me get the feels. And So like Bane I refuse to apologise.

The strongest and most upstanding character in this book is indeed Jesse. She was a warrior and God did she have so much to deal with. She is the kind of character that makes you look at things with different eyes and for me, she made this book. Now them together was perfect in a lot of ways. How he helped her to fix herself by handing her exactly what she needed. As the book went on Jesse opened up and the banter and relationship grew from there.

I do recommend this book, it provoked a ton of different emotions. I laughed and I got teary. So, all in all, it was a great read but for me. I just wanted more.

Reviewed by Donna

EXCERPT

Bane

Then.

A liar.

A con.

A godless thief.

My reputation was a big wave that I rode, one that swallowed everyone around me, drowning every attempt to fuck with what’s mine.

I’d been known as a stoner, but power was my real drug of choice. Money meant nothing. It was tangible, and therefore easy to lose. See, to me, people were a game. One I’d always known how to win.

Move the rooks around.

Change the queen when necessary.

Guard the king at all fucking times.

I was never distracted, never deterred, and never jealous.

So, imagine my surprise when I found myself being all three at once.

It was a siren with coal black hair who robbed me of riding the biggest wave I’d seen that summer. Of my precious attention. Of my goddamn breath.

She glided from the ocean to the beach like nightfall.

I crouched down, straddling my surfboard, gawking.

Edie and Beck stopped beside me, floating on their boards in my periphery.

“This one’s taken by Emery Wallace,” Edie had warned. Thief.

“This one’s the hottest masterpiece in town.” Beck had chuckled. Con.

“More importantly, she only dates rich bastards.” Liar.

I had all the ingredients to pull her in.

Her body was a patch of fresh snow. White, fair, like the sun shone through her, never quite soaking in. Her skin defied nature, her ass defied my sanity, but it was the words on her back that made my logic rebel.

It wasn’t her curves or the way she swayed her hips like a dangling, poisonous apple that warranted my reaction to her.

It was that tattoo I had noticed when she swam close to me earlier, the words trickling down the nape of her neck and back in a straight arrow.

My Whole Life Has Been Pledged to This Meeting with You

Pushkin.

I only knew one person who went gaga over the Russian poet, and, like the famous Alexander, he was currently six feet under.

My friends began to paddle back to shore. I couldn’t move. It felt like my balls were ten tons heavy. I didn’t believe in love at first sight. Lust, maybe, but even that wasn’t the word I was looking for. No. This girl fucking intrigued me.

“What’s her name?” I snatched Beck’s ankle, yanking him back to me. Edie stopped pedaling and looked back, her gaze ping-ponging between us.

“Doesn’t matter, bro.”

“What’s. Her. Name?” I repeated through a locked jaw.

“Dude, she’s, like, way young.”

“I will not repeat myself a third time.”

Beck’s throat bobbed with a swallow. He knew damn well that I didn’t mess around. If she was legal—it was on.

“Jesse Carter.”

Jesse Carter was going to be mine before she even knew me.

Before I even knew her.

Before her life turned upside down and her fate rewrote itself with her blood.

So here was the truth that even my lying ass wouldn’t admit later on in our story—I wanted her before.

Before she became business.

Before the truth caged her in.

Before the secrets gushed out.

I never did get to surf that day.

My surfboard broke.

Should have known it was an omen.

My heart was going to be next in line.

And for a small chick, she did one hell of a fucking job obliterating it.

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LJShenL.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.

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Our Reviews of Birds of Paradise by Anne Malcom

by Anne Malcom

Today we have the release day blitz for Anne Malcom’s BIRDS OF PARADISE! We are so excited to share this new title with you—be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: Birds of Paradise

Author: Anne Malcom

About Birds of Paradise:

I was trapped in the house with a man that had meant to kill me. Might very well still mean to kill me. But not by locked doors, force, or ropes or chains. Not physical ones at least. The man who very well might kill me gave me the impression that he wanted nothing more than for me to walk out that door.

I was not his captive.

I was my own.

I could very well die here. If there was anything left worth killing.

If there was anything left in me that wanted to live.

He collected dead things, after all. And with every day that passed, I found myself wanting to stay, even if that meant I was part of his collection of dead things.

Especially if I was part of collection.

 

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Reviews:

Right from the very beginning the intensity of the story grabs your attention! Once again I did not want to put another book by this author down … unfortunately for me, my family likes to eat..go figure!

Elizabeth is broken, thoroughly and utterly and really she has been for most of her life. I can’t say too much for fear of giving too much away and that I definitely will not do. However I will say this is almost the story of her rebirth and growth, finally getting to know herself better, her needs and wants.

The characters in this book are so intense and have many layers, gradually each layer is peeled away to expose more. It’s an exciting process yet scary at times too. Where Elizabeth is definitely shattered and the pieces too small to piece back fully together, you realise that it’s okay and accept her for who she is not who you’d like her to be.

This is not your average book, it explores some mental illnesses, how our past can shape us and it depicts how prisons can come in many different forms. At times the story is overwhelming and you find yourself having to sit back and think about things. It also tests your limits with regard to patience…I really wanted to do some damage to some characters and I’m not a violent person!

The author, Anne Malcom, says it was a hard book to write and I can well and understand that however it is very cleverly written and I take my hat off to her skills.

 

Reviewed by Robyn

 

This was a very dark and disturbing story… but it was also hauntingly beautiful as well. A broken shell of a lady was Elizabeth, especially after her family abandoned her to a life in hell with a husband who took violence and cowardice to a whole new level… Lukyan the monster, the collector of dead and beautiful things rips her from her safe haven and puts her straight back into hell… but by doing so, she finds the fire within herself and with Lukyan’s help she is brought back from the brink and uses her monster to live again. Anne brings this dark story to life in a masterful way, she delves into a battered woman’s psyche and uses a monster to put her back together and with this, she delivers a very powerful novel.

Reviewed by Nat

 

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“Is it done?” the disembodied voice on the phone asked.

He slammed the door to his house, surprising himself with the violence behind it. He was a violent man by profession, by necessity. Not by nature.

“It’s done,” he lied. Another necessity in his profession, lies. They, like blood and bullets, were his bread and butter. Though he only lied to targets. Or people he had to go through to get to targets. It was as easy as killing at this point. And killing was as easy as breathing.

But not to the people who paid him. There was no need to lie to them. It would not be fiscally responsible. It was unnecessary. And dangerous. Especially considering this particular client.

A life of lies was easier to unravel than a life of truth.

That’s why he lived invisible. No truth. As few lies as possible.

But here he was, breaking whatever passed for rules in his life.

For her.

“Good,” the voice said.
He poured himself a vodka.

“The money will be in your account. It’s been a pleasure working with you, Brat.”

He took this as goodbye and then hung up. He didn’t do pleasantries.

Especially not with this particular client.

He had majorly fucked up.

He’d never done that before.

Never.

And now it was because of her. The pathetic, broken and weak woman who was devoid of terror, of self-preservation, of dignity.

He sipped his vodka.

No, not quite devoid of dignity, he thought as he wandered to the black oak door off his personal library. The one hidden away at the end of the house, not the one boasting grandeur and wealth, something the original owners of the estate had been overtly preoccupied with.

There had been a quiet dignity about her. In her acceptance of her death.

He walked through the room, opening the door hidden in the bookcases. The light went on, dimly illuminating the frames that cluttered the intimate space.

He made his way to his favorite specimen, running his fingers over the glass thoughtfully.

She wasn’t beautiful. No, something stopped her from being simply beautiful. Her dull hair, sallow skin, dry lips. The lingering scent of death and sorrow that followed her. That was attached to her. That had whittled her down to the nerve, making her almost painful to look at. But her eyes, violent against her gray skin. They kept him from finishing her.

Was that what stopped him from completing it? That painful gaze?

He inspected the creature beyond the glass.

Or was it because he’d found something to add to his collection? Something rare? Something that likely didn’t exist in high numbers in this world?

He didn’t quite know what she was, but she was somehow unique.

He might yet kill her. It would be the sensible thing to do, before word got around to the right ears.

It would be smart to do so.

He sauntered to the leather chair in the middle of the room.

“Yes, it would be smart,” he muttered to himself, glancing at the dead things on his wall, imagining her completing the room with her frozen and trapped beauty.

He wasn’t done with her, that was for sure. He couldn’t be, even if he wanted to be. She was a complication. A loose end. He didn’t do loose ends. Or complications.

Her death would be simpler.

 

 

About the Author:

Anne Malcom has been an avid reader since before she can remember, her mother responsible for her book addiction. It started with magical journeys into the world of Hogwarts and Middle Earth, then as she grew up her reading tastes grew with her. Her obsession with books and romance novels in particular gave Anne the opportunity to find another passion, writing. Finding writing about alpha males and happily ever afters more fun than reading about them, Anne is not about to stop any time soon.

Raised in small town New Zealand, Anne had a truly special childhood, growing up in one of the most beautiful countries in the world. She has backpacked across Europe, ridden camels in the Sahara, eaten her way through Italy, and had all sorts of crazy adventures. For now, she’s back at home in New Zealand and quite happy. But who knows when the travel bug will bite her again.

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Robyn’s Review of Mafia Princess by Bella J

by Bella J
Genres: Romantic Suspense
Title: Mafia Princess
Series: Royal Mafia Series
Author: Bella J.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 8, 2018
Publisher: Crave Publishing

 

Rules. I’m starting to think I have the natural talent for breaking them. 

I hate rules. Always have. Especially since I had them shoved in my face my entire life.

I didn’t ask to be a Valenti. And I sure as hell didn’t agree to follow all their goddamn rules. 

Yet it’s been years since I broke one of my family’s most cardinal laws. It was a mistake—I know that now. But that’s the thing about mistakes. You never know you’re about to make one until it’s too late.

Unfortunately, every transgression, every wrong decision has a way to demand atonement. No matter if it’s hours, days, or years after. 

I’m still waiting for my past mistakes to exact payment. It’ll come. I know it will. 

But now, while I’m sitting in the interrogation room staring at the sinfully gorgeous Detective Lorik Stone, I can’t help but think about all my family’s rules…

…and how I’m about to break another one.

 The ‘blurb” or summary about this book is intriguing and grabbed my interest straight away, the story, however, is the real deal..a total gem.

Detective Lorik Stone is a detective in Boston and has been for the previous four years. His super giant ego helps to get him into quite a few sticky situations, although he is very intelligent, observant and good at his job. Karina Valenti is a reluctant mafia Princess, she is entering her third year as a law student much to her father’s disapproval however she too is intelligent and wants more out of life than to be a part of her father’s ‘business’.

There is an intense sexual attraction between Lorik And Karina, one that is breaking an unwritten rule on both sides…the Mafia and the police do not mix! However they both feel this incredible chemistry that pulls them together like north and south magnets attract, so do they!

The Valenti family and the newer Manfusco family, who arrived in the area four years ago, are at war and this becomes the centre of the story. Things really heat up and the action is intense. Emotions run rampant and to be honest at times I could cheerfully clock a few characters over the head myself!

There is action, there is drama and there is plenty of passion in this fast-paced, easy to read story. But there are also some interesting life lessons that do make you think and realise things are not always black and white, that gray areas are very real and can be enormous.

I will definitely be going back for a taste of this author’s work!

Reviewed by Robyn
I was a strong woman. Men hardly ever intimidated me, and seducing me was no easy task. But this man? This man had my attention for nothing more than a few minutes, and already my mind was filled with dirty thoughts and wild fantasies.  

He stepped up to me, his face inches from mine. I felt his warm breath skid across my cheek, and the sensation stormed straight through my body, settling right between my thighs.


As he leaned closer, the warmth of his breath started to stir an array of sensations all through my body. My heart was now jackhammering against my ribs, my throat feeling like the damn desert. 


When he lifted his arm, his gaze never leaving mine, I sucked in a breath. And then he reached behind me, his lips mere inches away, and pushed a button next to my head and said, “Monroe, open the door for Miss Valenti.”


I thought I died. I was dead. I died and collapsed into a giant puddle of pathetic womanhood. 


The click of the door sounded behind me, and I was out of there faster than you could say “what the fuck was that?”


As my heels clicked down the hall, my heartbeat slowly returning to normal, I heard a second pair of footsteps behind me.


“You in town long, Miss Valenti?” 


I took a deep breath, but I didn’t slow down. “You’re the detective, you tell me.”


“I’m guessing no more than a few weeks?”


“Is that you guessing or saying?”


He fell into step next to me. “I’m going to go with guessing.”


I stopped and turned to face him. “You’re good, Detective, I’ll give you that. But let’s say you’re right—and I’m not saying you are—but if I am the daughter of an Italian-American mafia boss, as you suspect I am, you’ve got real balls summoning me down here and then putting me in a damn interrogation room like a criminal. I’d say that wasn’t a very smart move, Detective.”


He studied my face, and I didn’t even blink. Heck, I didn’t even breathe. 


“Are you threatening me, Karina?” Lord help me, but the way my name rolled off his lips was like eroticism on fucking steroids. It was like porn to my ears.


I took a step back and tried to ignore the tingles spreading through my bones like wildfire, and I squared my shoulders. 


“Not at all.” I lifted my voice a single octave. “I’m merely stating that if what you said was true, you just made one hell of a rookie mistake.”


With my words hanging in the air like the threat it was meant to be, I turned on my heel and sashayed my curvy ass out of there. I could feel his eyes on me the entire time, until I exited the building.


The moment I stepped outside, I took a deep breath, letting the fresh air fill my lungs. The feeling that scratched against every bone in my body was too damn familiar. I’d experienced this before, the feeling of a man being able to electrify my body without even touching me. It was unnerving, yet exciting at the same time. But I learned the hard way that this feeling was also powerful enough to bring me to my knees. I promised myself I would never let a man affect me like that again. Too much was at stake, and I already had too many regrets because I gave in to that temptation once. 


But, by God, my body felt like it was on fire just having Detective Stone’s eyes on me. He wasn’t even touching me, or close to touching me, for that matter. There was sweat running down my back, for God’s sake. That was how he managed to affect me within less than twenty-five minutes. 


It was the eyes. It had to be those dark goddamn eyes. Devil eyes, that was what they were. Dark windows into the demonic world where he could make you offer up sweet, innocent little puppies with a single glance. Damn, I was pretty sure he would make you want to toss in a tiny kitten as well, just for good measure.


I exhaled and looked up to the sky. Was this the universe’s way of playing one sick joke on me, showing me no matter how hard I tried to put the past behind me, there was no way of escaping who I was? A woman drawn to the forbidden, charmed by the prospects of breaking rules, and resisting authority by walking on the edge?


No. Not again. Never.

 

All the way from Cape Town, South Africa, Bella J lives for the days when she’s able to retreat to her writer’s cave where she can get lost in her little pretend world of romance, love, and insanely hot bad boys.

Bella J is a Hybrid Author with both Self-Published and Traditional Published work. Even though her novels range from drama, to comedy, to suspense, it’s the dark, twisted side of romance she loves the most.
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Robyn’s Review of Aiden by Melanie Moreland

by Melanie Moreland
Genres: Contemporary Romance

Today we are celebrating the release of AIDEN, the second book in the Vested Interest series by Melanie Moreland. Check out the teasers and buy links below.

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Three young men meet in university and form a lifelong friendship.

Their pasts dictate the men they are, but their present shapes their future.

What happens when these men meet the one person they are destined to be with? Can they fight their feelings and walk away? Or will they each succumb and learn the sweet agony of love?

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Haunted by memories of his past, Aiden plays the part of the happy-go-lucky friend. Always ready with a teasing smile or a joke, he is good at hiding his pain.
Using his impressive physique as a shield, he keeps his past buried beneath his rugged exterior.
Except, one woman sees through his façade.
Her green eyes see too much, even as her body tempts him.
Even as his heart yearns for her.
Cami is determined to make him realize that he is worthy of being loved.
He pushes her away at every turn, yet finds himself unable to keep her at arm’s length.
Who will win this battle of love?

Review

Aiden is the second book in this series of books however you can read it as a standalone but where is the fun in that, I’d suggest you go back and enjoy Bentley then this book.

BAM is the business owned primarily by Bentley but also by Aiden and Maddox and run by the three of them. Each brings their own skill set into the company as well as being extremely close friends. Aiden has a dark past that has him reluctant to get close to anyone else even Cami, someone he admires and is physically attracted to. This is their story.

The chemistry between the two main characters is very hot and passionate, together they are a powerful couple but this also scares Aiden into backing off. Cami knows when it’s time to call quits, even when she is heartbroken.

This is a fast-paced story with quite a lot happening however it isn’t mind-blowing or too much. It’s an easy story to read and one that makes you feel good, the characters are easy to relate to and I especially love Emmy’s need to use coupons…when she lives with a very wealthy man. 😂 The descriptions of the characters, settings and scenes make it easy to visualise the story.

I thoroughly recommend this book to everyone.

Reviewed by Robyn

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Melanie Moreland – Bio:

New York Times/USA Today bestselling author Melanie Moreland, lives a happy and content life in a quiet area of Ontario with her beloved husband of twenty-seven-plus years and their rescue cat Amber. Nothing means more to her than her friends and family, and she cherishes every moment spent with them.

While seriously addicted to coffee, and highly challenged with all things computer-related and technical, she relishes baking, cooking, and trying new recipes for people to sample. She loves to throw dinner parties, and also enjoys travelling, here and abroad, but finds coming home is always the best part of any trip.

Melanie loves stories, especially paired with a good wine, and enjoys skydiving (free falling over a fleck of dust) extreme snowboarding (falling down stairs) and piloting her own helicopter (tripping over her own feet.) She’s learned happily ever afters, even bumpy ones, are all in how you tell the story.

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Our Reviews of Bittersweet by Carmen Jenner and Lauren K. McKellar

by Carmen Jenner, Lauren K. McKellar
Genres: Romantic Comedy

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Bittersweet, an all-new hilarious romantic standalone from USA Today bestselling authors Carmen Jenner & Lauren McKellar is available NOW!

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From two USA Today bestselling authors comes a tale of miscommunication and muffins.

Romy Love knows weddings. As the author of a hugely successful wedding blog, you’d think she’d have love covered. It is her last name, after all.

When it comes to her big day, Romy has the flowers picked out, a dress collecting dust in the back of her closet, and a preacher on standby. There’s just one problem: the groom doesn’t know it yet.

Romy has eyes for the Italian coffee god and single dad who owns the bakery in her building—she also has plans for his delicious buns—but in order to get her happily-ever-after, she has a few things to check off her list first:

Lose twenty pounds

Take over the blogging world one wedding at a time

Make Coffee Hottie fall in love with me

Yeah, this shouldn’t be difficult at all.

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REVIEW

What a fun romantic comedy this book is, I know it sounds like an oxymoron being it’s a comedy but believe me..not all comedies are that humorous!

Romy Love is the writer of a very successful wedding blog, however, isn’t as successful in real life. Her yummy Italian cafe barista sets her heart aflutter but she knows he is way out of her league. Elio is a single dad of a gorgeous little girl, Coco.

Romy is a quirky, fun twenty-seven-year-old woman who has serious self-doubts. This story is about her rebirth as a person and there are some valuable lessons along the way.

Coco almost steals the show, she is absolutely gorgeous and total sassiness on a stick! Nona is another wonderful character and is your typical Italian grandmother with cheek slaps and all! Elio..ah well..yum sums him up so well!

Bittersweet is a fast-paced book and super easy to read, it leaves you feeling great plus makes you hope this writing team decide to continue to write together in the future!

Reviewed by Robyn

I’m on a roll with 5 star reads and this book was no different. Romy is a wedding blogger who is in love with the idea of love, marriage and her happily ever after… she is secretly in love with the gorgeous Italian Elio the owner of the café that is beneath her apartment building. Unbeknown to Romy, Elio is also secretly in love with her too… and this is where the fun begins!! A charming tale of two people who have been jilted in the past but who still believe in love, a beautiful story of love, lust and laughter!

Reviewed by Nat

 

 

 

Excerpt:

Confident I no longer look like a cave troll, I grab my keys and wallet and rush downstairs. Elio is just turning the sign in the window when I virtually slam my body against it because I was running full-tilt down the stairs, and I can’t slow my velocity. He gives a startled laugh, and I flame bright red.

Elio abandons his ‘closed sign and opens the door.“Hey.”

“Hi. Sorry about that.”

“Couldn’t wait to see me, huh?” His eyes burn with mischief. I blush and desire arcs through me, because really, it should be illegal for anyone to look that delicious in jeans and a T-shirt with a dishtowel slung over his shoulder.

“Ha! Yeah.” I shake my head.“I mean no. I mean, Coffee. I’m lagging. Please, I’m really sorry. I know you’re closed and you wanna get home, and why wouldn’t you? It’s not like you want to stay at the shop all day when there’s wine to drink and cheese to nibble and classic books to read.”

He frowns.“That’s your impression of me? That I nibble cheese while reading classic literature.”

“And the wine,” my mouth supplies unhelpfully.

He chuckles.“You may need a crash course in what men do after work. Here’s a hint: it’s not nibbling anything. Unless, of course, it comes to ear lobes.”

Oh, wow. Okay. I would definitely prefer that to an expensive gouda.

He grins.“Come on. I’ll do you better than just a coffee.”

“Excuse me?” I squeak.

Now he laughs outright.“Relax,Romy. My nonna is here, my sister too, and a bossy four-year-old. I promise, I won’t bite.”

Not even if I want you to?

About the Authors

Carmen Jenner and Lauren K. McKellar are USA Today bestselling authors of a combined twenty-seven books.

They share a love of rom-com, hot baristas and muffins.

You can find more of their books on their websites:

www.carmenjenner.com & www.laurenkmckellar.com

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Donna’s Review of Something So Unscripted by Natasha Madison

by Natasha Madison
Genres: Sports Romance
Title: Something So Unscripted
Author: Natasha Madison
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: April 2, 2018
Cover Design: Melissa Gill at MGBookCovers
Wow! This book just about broke me. It was in the same quirky vain as the others and had some great laugh out loud moments but the main subject matter just tore at my heart. It was handled by with beauty and grace. With a sensitivity that was so touching. Cancer isn’t an easy subject to tackle but when it a child it’s worse. A few tears were had whilst reading this story.

Zack and Denise were just made for each other and there isn’t any other way to put it. It was fate and in Dr Denise, Jumping Jake found what he was missing and never had. It was insta love for them all. The hockey is there too and plays a huge part. The “family” are a strong a supportive feature that runs throughout. This tough and touching ride was amazing and the supporting cast made it even better. Elle and Jack were my winners and stole the show for me. They stole my heart.

Another fantastic recommend from me. It’s a tough subject but I promise a HEA is there and the ride to it is just brilliant.

Reviewed by Donna

One of the most EMOTIONAL romances I’ve read this year! Natasha Madison continues to AMAZE ME with every new release! – Shayna Renee 


Something so Unscripted is so much more than a love story, it is an all-encompassing, engrossing and engaging novel about, love, life and all the moments that make life special. – Denise Shh Mom’s Reading


Something So Unscripted is positively the most amazing book I’ve read. It gives the most heart wrenching story that will leave breathless. – Book Haven Book Blog

Zack

Finding my teammate in bed with my wife made the decision I had been fighting with for years easier.

It’s time to move on. 

A fresh start and a new NHL team in a big city. Most importantly, it’s my son Jack’s best shot. 

It would be both of our best shots. 
Denise

After a bad childhood, I made sure I would succeed, so I lived for my job. 

The problem is I die a little with each patient I lose. It’s part of my career at Hudson Children’s Oncology Hospital, but it doesn’t make the sting of loss any easier. 

Seeking anything other than a life saved isn’t on my agenda until a NHL player walks into my hospital with his son. 

We’re officially off script the moment we meet. 

If this love is anything, it’s unscripted.

“Zack.” I hear her voice and just look at my wife. The woman who said she would love me in good times and in bad yet is currently holding a sheet to cover her naked body. The four-carat engagement with matching eternity wedding ring glistens in the light. “It’s just …” she starts to say, and I look over at the man in bed next to her. In our bed. 

“It’s over.” I say the two words I swore I wouldn’t say no matter how hard it got. No matter how much I saw her push me away, no matter that I always suspected she was cheating on me. Then I look over at the man who I called a brother, the man who stood by my side on and off the ice. “You’re scum.”

“It just happened,” Colton says, getting out of the bed. At least he’s wearing boxers. His knee is still wrapped from the operation he had last month, which is why he wasn’t on the road with us, which is how I surprised them.

We were on the road for the whole week and due back tomorrow, but I hightailed it out of there to get home to my family and my son. “It just so happened you walked into my house and slept with my wife?” I ask him, and I have to wonder why I’m not more pissed, why I’m not more angry with them. “You come here and sleep with my wife with my son under the same roof.”

“Zack,” my wife says, and I look over at her again. Tears are rolling down her cheeks, her perfectly made up face now streaked with the black mascara she always wears. “Please let’s …”

I shake my head, putting my hands in my pockets. “Let’s what? Let’s talk about this?” I throw my head back and laugh. “Let’s talk about the fact that our son is in his room dying. Let’s talk about the fact that instead of helping him, you’re just helping yourself. Let’s talk about the fucking fact that instead of being there by his side with me, you chose to escape the fucking reality that our son won’t make it to six years old.”

“No.” She shakes her head, and I know that I’ve about had it.

“I’ll give you an hour,” I tell them both. “One hour and I want you packed and at the door when I come back.”

“But—” she says.

“But nothing, Chantal. You did what you had to do for you, and now I’m doing what I need to do for our son.”

I turn and walk out of our bedroom, then down the winding staircase that leads to the big brass front doors. Once outside in the warm Arizona air, I take my phone out of my pocket and call the only person I know who has my back no matter what. My agent and best friend, Jamie.

He answers after one ring, and it doesn’t surprise me he sleeps with his phone in his hand. “What’s up?” he says, his voice sleepy since it’s four a.m. in New York.

“I want out of Arizona, make the trade. Call the powers that be; I want out,” I tell him, getting into my Range Rover.

“You can’t just demand that,” he says, and I hear sheets rustle.

“Just walked in on Colton fucking my wife, so you can bet your ass I can. Make it happen. Call New York because it’s the only place I’ll go. I don’t care if I take a pay cut.”

“That fucking scumbag,” he says. “I’ll call them now.”

“Jamie, there is a top-notch doctor who specializes in cancer in New York. Max Horton’s sister,” I tell him quietly and slowly drive out of my gate.

“I’ll make it happen,” he says softly. “I’ll let you know what they say.”

“Jamie, I’m leaving here in a week regardless of what they say,” I tell him and disconnect the call. 

“One week,” I say to myself. “One fucking week.”

 

When her nose isn’t buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she’s in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It’s a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn’t listen to her…
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Nat’s Review of Mr So Wrong by R.C. Stephens

by R.C. Stephens
Genres: Contemporary Romance

 

 

 

 

Albert Walsh the Third has spent over a decade running away from his past. With no job and nothing to lose, he goes on a spontaneous drive to visit his sister in the mountains of Colorado. The simple trip proves to be more than he bargained for.Samantha Belmont is floating through life. She’s cast her dreams aside and now works on her papa’s ranch. One night, Sam is driving home in a snow storm after a hookup when she spots a car in a ditch and saves a man’s life. She doesn’t expect to develop feelings for the hot as hell stranger. Everything about him is wrong from his pointy shoes and fancy car to his age. Pushing him away would be the smart move.

Only Al can’t be pushed around anymore. Maybe it’s because she saved his life or maybe it’s because this cowgirl is completely different from every other woman he’s been with.

Problem is Sam has secrets of her own. Secrets she doesn’t want Al to find out because if he did he’d run in the other direction. She pushes him away even though he melts her panties right off—literally. There is more than just her heart that needs protection. Al won’t give up fighting for the feisty cowgirl’s attention.

Tempers will flare and hearts will be broken.

And Sam’s plans to never settle down will be torched like the inferno of passion raging between them.

 

 Review

Another great read from the extremely talented RC Stephens. In this book we see Al getting away from it all after his best friend, Governor and boss steps down and moves cities for love. Caught in a snowstorm he is rescued by Sam, a young lady rancher with a feisty attitude and a loving spirit… both have a hard limit when it comes to relationships but neither can deny the instant attraction that has them both questioning their limits. This story is light-hearted and sweet it is a story of forgiving yourself and letting love in… Looking forward to more RC Stephens!!

 

Reviewed by Nat

 

I’m getting my ingredients ready to fry up some eggs when there’s a loud rasp at the door. One of my best friends, Kelly, has her nose pressed to the glass window. Her nose looks bright red kind of like Rudolph. Snow blows in circles all around her. I rush to open the door. “Kell, what on earth are you doing out of your house in this weather?” I chide. Kelly married her high school sweetheart, Gage, straight out of high school and works at the local supermarket. They have an eighteen month old son, Theo. Kelly is my age. It seems everyone in this town marries young and has kids young. I’m the exception.

“I heard you found a strange man out on the highway last night and brought him home,” she says holding a pan of something in her hands. She places it on the kitchen table and rubs her hands together. “Heard he drives a nice car too.” She looks to me expectantly. It takes a lot of self-control not to roll my eyes at her and half the girls in this town, even though I love them all. Everyone is always looking for a way out of Holston; the population is minute, which means the economy sucks. If you’re not exporting out of state, you’re not surviving so well. Our ranch has always fared well, but with the lack of rain these last number of years, we’re struggling too. It’s hard enough to feed ourselves let alone a bunch of cows.

“He was passed out in his car, Kell.” I huff. “I couldn’t very well leave him out there to die.”

“Is he hot?” She looks at me wide eyed and a little too excited. My head moves from side to side as I ask myself if Al is hot. Hot would be an understatement. His body is rock solid and gorgeous, and he has the face of a model. Not a skinny fashion model either, but that rugged kind of model that cologne commercials like to use. Al was all man that was for sure.

“Fucking gorgeous.” My cheeks turn hot at the thought of him.

Kell claps her hands together, all excited. “I brought warm apple pie. I hope he likes apple pie,” she says as if apple pie is the solution to me having a hotter than hell man passed out in my bed.

“Let me remind you that you are a married woman.” I smirk, just playing with her. She and Gage are tight. She’s been trying to play matchmaker for me since at twenty-three I’m the equivalent to old maid around here. I return to beating my eggs in the bowl before plopping them into a fry pan.

“You don’t need to remind me. You know I got you in mind. What does he look like?” she waits expectantly.

“Keep it down,” I hush her.

“He looks like a movie star, thick muscles, gorgeous face, eyes that burn your skin when he looks at you,” I say, frying my eggs. When I turn to Kell, she looks flushed.

“Holy shit.” She waves a hand in front of her face.

“You hungry?” I ask her.

“Hungry?” she repeats in a daze.

“Kell?” I call to snap her out of her daze.

“Huh? Tell me more,” she insists, not answering my question.

“I think he has a massive cock,” I add, and she melts into the chair at the kitchen table.

“Why can’t that shit happen to me?” she says, waving a hand in her face like she’s fanning herself.

“Kell,” I chide.

“How do you know he has a large cock?”

I walk toward her and whisper that I caught a glance at his morning erection when I was standing in the corner of the room.

“And you weren’t scared of him?” she asks.

I nod my head. “Trust me, if you see him, your first reaction won’t be fear.”



 

 

 

R.C. Stephens was born in Toronto, Canada. She graduated from York University with a Master’s Degree in Political Science.

R.C. is an avid reader, so when she isn’t cooking for her clan or on her laptop writing, she’s snuggled tight with her Kindle devouring any romance novel she can. Okay, with the exception of Thursday nights. She makes time for Scandal and Vampire Diaries. She’s a fan of drama and suspense but she’s also a sucker for a happy ending.

Her husband was her first teenage love. They live together with their three children in Toronto. Loving Canadian winters she could never think of living anywhere else.

 

 

 

Robyn’s 5 Star Review of Five Fights by Belle Brooks

by Belle Brooks
Genres: Psychological Thriller
Title: Five Fights
Series: The Game of Life Series #5
Author: Belle Brooks
Genre: Psychological Thriller
Release Date: March 13, 2018

“There’s no better wolf than a dead one.”

 

This is the end. The sound of cars makes my heart beat faster. The sight of a bitumen road gives me hope. The faces of my family waiting for me are all I can see as I battle to survive.

I can’t look back. 

I can’t cry out.

Fight, Morgan.

He is the Wolf, and I’m the thirteenth woman he has called his Red. This is his last chance to scratch my name from the list of bitches who’ve wronged him.

Will he claim my life?

“I’m coming for you, Red. It’s time to die. – The Wolf

Ah, I have waited so patiently for this final book in The Game of Life series and now it’s here, so exciting to find out who the Wolf and partner are in the story. It continues on directly from where Book 4 finishes.

Morgan is exhausted and feeling totally worn down and ready to give up. The Wolf is sure she perished in the fire. The police are about to continue to comb the bushland hoping to locate Morgan. Reid is still waiting while his stomach is tied in knots.

The excitement and drama continues and doesn’t stop. The descriptions of scenes and characters are vivid, they clearly enable you to not only visualise the story but feel each emotion as well. For example..”A million ants march inside me, pinching my internal organs.”

I only guessed the identity of The Wolf when reading this book, Belle Brooks is a mistress of mystery and her woven puzzle of words is brilliant. She keeps you on the edge of your seat right to the end, will Morgan survive or not?

This amazing book concludes The Game of Life series and is every bit as good as the other four books, I urge you to read this series as it is one of the best I’ve ever read. Thank you to this fantastic author for such an entertaining and exciting series.

Reviewed by Robyn











Born in Australia, Belle Brooks has always had a passion for books and creative writing. She loves exploring the different ways stories can be told through the use of text and in-depth characters. Since she was a child her strong talent and interest in creative writing was evident, explaining that her favourite class in school was English. Despite her love for all things books, she decided the world of advertising and marketing was where she could put her talents to use in the business realm, well that is until now. Belle enjoys creative writing and creating fictional stories that leave a valued message inside the pages.





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Donna’s 5 Star Review of Two Wedding Crashers by Meghan Quinn

 

 

 

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I don’t know what love is anymore.

Well, that’s not entirely true, but I’m going to tell you a little secret: I’ve lost the spark.

You know the kind of spark I’m talking about?

Where butterflies take flight in your stomach from two hands innocently colliding. Or catching your breath when you first meet someone attractive. Yeah, that spark.

Except I haven’t felt that feeling in forever; there is nothing left inside of me.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem–but I’m a writer on a serious deadline, and my editor is breathing down my neck for a romantic, Nicholas Sparks type love story. No pressure, right?

That’s how I find myself flying across the country to crash a wedding in the name of research, dress and heels stuffed into my small suitcase.

It should be the easiest book research ever. Drinking some free champagne, basking in the love of two strangers, and tapping into my romantic side. That will be a breeze. I’m a pro. I can handle this.

Until I mistakenly end up in the wrong hotel room, naked as the day I was born, with the sexiest human I have ever met staring me down, wondering what I’m doing taking a shower in his bathroom. I don’t think calling it research will get me out of this pickle.

 

 

 

Review

This book is amazing, I laughed hard reading it, tears and stitches were the order of the day. And although I laughed so much, it wasn’t a full-on laughfest. This book contained dark elements and secrets. God were there secrets. Not even tiny secrets, huge life-altering ones. But the story spins its web into revealing those heartbreakers so cleverly.

The Characters are brilliant and all of them bring something to the table. We first met Beck in Three First Dates and to say he was my favourite in that book wouldn’t be a lie and I am so glad that he gets to tell his own story. This story is well thought out and captivates you from the off and not just any women would do to stand next to Beck. Nope, and Rylee is far from ordinary, she is awkward, sassy and doesn’t engage her brain before she speaks which leads to numerous laugh out loud moments.

The cat and mouse story that runs this whole book are both funny and a little upsetting as you can just tell there are reasons for the holding someone at arm’s length. But nothing prepared me for what I got. This book played with my emotions but i enjoyed every single second of it. This story for me is about taking chances and never giving up on something you want.

This book and series are a huge recommend from me. I just can’t believe how much I enjoyed this bumpy ride.

Reviewed by Donna

 

 

Chills scream their way down my arms and legs, my nipples pucker, and just like that, with one word, all humor vanishes from our little conversation and awareness of this all-consuming man wrapped around me hits me hard.

Gathering myself, I say, “Tell me something Chris and Justine know about you.”

“Hmm.” His thumbs hook under the waistband of my shorts, playing with the lower part of my hipbones. His touch spurs on my pelvis, needing to rock, begging for him to go lower. My toes curl in my sandals and my back slightly arches, reaching for more. “Something they know about me.”

His mouth doesn’t stray from its position against my ear, and his hips start to slowly move underneath me, his legs tangling with mine. Involuntarily, one of my hands hooks the back of his neck as I hold on tightly to him, feeling like I need support from the onslaught of sensation I’m feeling.

I hear him say something, but it doesn’t register in my brain, which has turned to mush as his thumbs stray from my hipbones to right above my pubic bone.

There is no denying how turned on I am, how wet I am from his mere touch, how much—despite my reservations—I want this man.

With each stroke, my head turns farther and farther to the side until our noses are touching, Beck’s head bends forward to meet me halfway. My eyes flutter shut for a brief moment before I open them and am captured by those flecks of green and gold.

The air stills around us, our breath mixing, swirling between us, our lips so close.

One swipe of this thumb.

Another one.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t focus.

Another swipe, my head leans even closer, my tongue wetting my lips.

One more swipe . . .

My heart hammers in my chest, my skin prickling with awareness.

Beck brings his mouth even closer, only a whisper away now, and he waits.

Holding still.

His breathing feeling erratic beneath me.

One.

More.

Swipe.

And I’m gone.

I bring my mouth to his, slowly parting my lips ever so slightly, just enough to maneuver my mouth across his.

A low, provocative moan escapes Beck as one of his hands snags the back of my head and holds me in place, almost as if he lets go, I’ll disappear.

Needing more, I shift on his lap so I’m straddling him once again, my hands on his bare chest, feeling the powerful sinew that holds him together.

Our lips press and mold, mingling, taking, begging . . .

Desperate.

Beck’s tongue runs against my bottom lip, eliciting a moan from deep within me, lighting a fire so hot, so wild, my hands start to travel up his neck to his cheeks where I grip him, positioning his head so when I open my mouth, I can expertly dive my tongue onto his.

He groans, his lap shifting against mine now, his hard-on pressing against my wet and throbbing center. I match his rocking, using my position on his lap to take advantage of his length I can feel through his board shorts.

This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen, but God, am I happy it has. Maybe I really should live in the moment, maybe I should take advantage of the opportunity, maybe I should…

 

 

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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