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Donna’s Review of The British Knight by Louise Bay

by Louise Bay
Genres: Contemporary Romance

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The British Knight by Louise Bay
Release Date: December 5th
Genre: Contemporary Romance

When I’m offered the chance to leave New York to live in London for three months, I can’t pack my suitcase fast enough.

As soon as I touch down I’m obsessing over red telephone boxes, palaces and all the black cabs.

But my favorite place is the tube. It’s wall-to-wall hot British men in suits.

When I’m offered a temporary job working for a barrister, I say, sign me up.

On my first commute into work, it’s a total accident when I lose my balance and fall against the most handsome Brit alive. He’s as charming as James Bond and as suave as Mr. Darcy. I want to lick tea from his hard abs and listen to his accent all night long.

Turns out Mr. Handsome is my new boss. And his attitude isn’t as hot as his gorgeous face, broad shoulders and tight ass. He’s brooding, short-tempered and the most arrogant man I’ve ever met.

As we’re fighting, out of nowhere he kisses me. And I’m pretty sure I see fireworks over Big Ben and hear God Save the Queen.

I wasn’t looking for the fairytale but I might have found my knight in shining armor. The problem is he lives an ocean away.

A stand-alone, contemporary romance.

Excerpt:

Alexander

My workout this morning had been punishing. The harder I worked, the harder I worked out. I was a big believer in that if I wasn’t physically fit, I couldn’t perform as well in my job. And I was willing to do whatever I had to do to be the best barrister I could be. As a result, I’d been up since five, worked out until six thirty, and then had a conference call with Dubai at seven. I hated days when I was late into the office, but this morning couldn’t be helped. My commute had been . . . unusual. The woman I’d knocked into while getting off the tube had been beautiful, and I couldn’t keep the image of her gazing up at me in the middle of Lincoln’s Inn Fields out of my brain. I needed to focus. And perhaps get laid when I got the time. But it wouldn’t be tonight. I’d be working. I had hundreds of witness statements to go through and my opening statement to draft.

In three days, I’d be in court, and that was my sole focus. There was no time to be wasted on fantasizing about women.

As I trawled through my emails, trying to pick out the important ones from the hundreds littering my inbox, someone knocked at my door. I resisted the temptation to growl. I hated being interrupted—I needed a sign for the door.

“Come in,” I barked.

The door swung open, and I could tell by the footsteps that the head clerk had swooped in. “Mr. Knightley.”

“Craig.” I didn’t take my focus off my laptop screen. Craig was an avuncular and charming man in his mid-fifties. He’d been in the business since he was fifteen and had clerked my father. If anyone could interrupt me, he could. And he knew it. Over the years, I’d tried to get him to call me Alex, but he insisted all the clerks and admin staff call the barristers by their surnames. The bar could be a very old-fashioned place.

“I want to introduce you to your new assistant, Violet King.”

I paused, my fingers hovering over my keyboard. I knew nothing of this and would never have agreed to it—I worked alone. Slowly, I turned to find Craig in front of my desk, his eyebrows raised in expectation.

“My what?” I asked. A figure moved in beside him and I slid my gaze to the right. I found myself staring straight at the beautiful woman who’d invaded my thoughts since I’d arrived in chambers. What was going on? I looked away from her, sure that Craig would see my attraction to her if my eyes lingered over her for more than a split second.
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Review

What an Incredible book. I don’t think I have read a book quite like this from Louise Bay. Not since I read The Empire State Series, where I fell in love with Ethan and Anna. This book is pretty much a roller coaster of emotions from the beginning to the end and I found that every chance I got I read a little, be it a chapter or paragraph. And i went on a huge 3 am sob fest that left me reeling and wanting to grab the Gin.

Alex and Violet are honestly two of the best characters, that I have read for sometime and especially when I found myself swept up in their story. Alex was a hard, arrogant arsehole that took no prisoners and was a shallow man that was completely career orientated. Leaving him alone in the world and he liked his world like that until, Violet. Violet was a bright, beautifully sexy, take no nonsense from anyone, fully of sass woman. She’s planned for nothing, well she didn’t anymore. Violet was scared to plan, to love, to commit and to trust, Until Alex.

To say this story is full of knowledge, fun, laughter and heartache is an understatement, but seeing both parties effected equalling was what made me cry so, so much. They breathed life into each other and made so much difference to the other persons life.

This book is a book that I would highly recommend, it’s a very beautiful story that just carries you away into a world that anyone would be glad to be a part of. Louise Bay is one of my favourite authors. Her ability to be diverse is refreshing, she has a funny wittiness about her writing that in the end just leaves you smiling.

Reviewed by Donna

 

About the Author:

USA Today bestselling author, Louise Bay writes sexy, contemporary romance novels – the kind she likes to read. Her books include the novels Duke of Manhattan, Hollywood Scandal, Park Avenue Prince, King of Wall Street, The Empire State Series, Indigo Nights and Hopeful.

Ruined by bonk-busters and sexy mini-series of the eighties Louise loves all things sexy and romantic. There’s not enough of it in real life so she disappears into the fictional worlds in books and films.

Louise loves the rain, the West Wing, London, days when she doesn’t have to wear make-up, being on her own, being with friends, elephants and champagne.

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Robyn’s 5 Star Review of Shine On by Aden Lowe

by Shine On
Genres: Romance

Title: Shine On
Author: Aden Lowe
Genre: Contemporary Romance with an Edge
Release Date: November 14, 2017
Cover Designer: Ashley Wheels

 

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Zeb—
Family and tradition.
That’s my life.
But now, it’s all going to shit. My baby brother brings home big-city trouble. My sister brings home a big-city firebrand IN big trouble, who turns my world upside down and inside out.
She makes me wish for things I can’t have, but I’ll be damned if I give anybody the power to hurt me like that again.
Besides, I have to focus. Keep the family and tradition alive.
Trouble is, I can’t get away from her scent. The sound of her voice. What the thought of her does to me.

Gabriella—
When a nightmare comes to my life, my best friend rescues me and takes me home to her old-fashioned family.
It’s like stepping into a different world, but her older brother almost makes it better. Then he turns into an arrogant ass of a caveman.
If I didn’t desperately need the help, I would leave.
No, I would not miss the infuriating things Zeb says and does.
Not one bit.
Even if he is hot, in a primitive sort of way.
He confuses me, going from concerned and sweet, to hot, to cold as ice.
I can’t get involved anyway—not with the wounds of the last time literally still healing—and he’s busy trying to hold onto a dying way of life.

Review

Oh, I absolutely loved this book by this fantastic author! I particularly like how he changes up his writing so each book is so different…I think might be my favourite so far!

Zeb and his brothers and sister live in a remote mountain area farming and generally sticking to old fashion methods and morals. Gabriella is a nurse in an extremely busy ER, her fiancé, Carlos, has always treated her well, however, is very suspicious of the extra shifts she is doing at the hospital. Getting away for a bit and going to her best friend’s place (Zeb’s sister) she has time to sort through some things and learn a different lifestyle. Things heat up when unwanted visitors come along and the tension is strong.

Oh, I just adored Zeb, Zack, Zeke & Zipporah, such fabulous characters. Gabriella is also so easy to like and care for straight away. Zangle is the youngest in the family and I have to admit a right royal pain..but Zeb sorts him out…oh and Granny Zip…what a hoot! I couldn’t get enough of these characters. I’m really hoping there will be more books to come with the Z gang!

Terrific descriptions of the characters and their upbringing and lifestyle really build a vivid picture plus the great descriptions of the scenery…I was really hoping the billy goat made another appearance at the end! 😂

A fast-paced story that is super easy to read, it does take you on the emotional roller coaster but it also makes you feel a part of the story.

Reviewed by Robyn

Excerpt

“Let me help.” Startled, she stiffened, then let her arms go around my neck. “I’m Zeb, by the way.” Her unruly hair tickled my neck and chest, reminding me I hadn’t bothered with a shirt.

“Gabriella. I’m okay to walk.”

“And I’m okay to carry you.”

 

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Nat’s Review of House of Payne: Max by Stacy Gail

by Stacy Gail
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance
Title: House of Payne: Max
Series: House of Payne
Author: Stacy Gail
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 16, 2017

TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains flashbacks of violence and drug abuse, and the impact of these factors on family members. If you have issues with these elements, this book is not for you.

Chicago’s premiere tattoo studio, House Of Payne, is across the street from the Mad Cow diner, but it might as well be on another planet as far as waitress Paradise Simone is concerned. She’s a good girl from Waukegan with a past she’d rather forget, and a future that goes only as far as the next day. What does she know about superstars and paparazzi?

But Pari does know danger when she sees it, and tattooist Max Kulagin has it written all over him. A proper Waukegan girl should know to steer well clear, but she can’t resist Max when he leaves beautiful, intimate art sketched out on cheap diner napkins.

Beautiful, intimate art…of her.

Max knows ugliness. He was born in it. Raised in it. Had it shoved down his throat every goddamn day. So when he stumbles across true beauty, he worships it. There’s a deep sensuality in the waitress who likes to suck on her pen whenever he’s around, and he’s just the man to bring that beauty out in her. She might be a lady in the street, but one look at Pari tells him she’s going to be a freak in the bed.

And in the shower.

And while he’s driving with her head going to town in his lap.

The life Max leads might be in the spotlight, but it’s Pari who gets caught in the glare. When her past catches up to her, it’s her life that holds all the excitement, and not in a good way. But there’s no force on earth that can take Max’s beautiful Paradise away now that he’s finally found it.

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***This standalone, mildly erotic contemporary romance contains a woman with an oral fixation and a man who’s happy to encourage it. There are multiple sex scenes that include oral sex. No cheating, no love triangles, no cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed. Due to adult language and sexual content, this book is not intended for people under the age of eighteen***

New author to me but when I read the blurb I was like ‘I have to read that book’. I certainly wasn’t disappointed, this story was highly entertaining… it had fiery chemistry between the two lead characters! Max the hot tattoo artist who is totally swoon worthy in his relentless pursuit of Pari the feisty, warm hearted waitress who is running from a tragic past. Fast paced and action packed this book had it all… I need to now go back and read the rest of the House of Payne series.
Reviewed by Nat

A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail wrote stories between events to pass the time. By fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a skating coach who was also a romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from PNR and cyberpunk to contemporary romance at night, both dreams have come true.

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Nat’s Review of BulletProof Butterfly by Anna Brooks

by Anna Brooks
Genres: Romantic Suspense
Title: Bulletproof Butterfly
Author: Anna Brooks
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 16, 2017 

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I wasn’t a rookie, but I made a mistake because I was selfish, impulsive, and headstrong.

 

I was also in love.

My desire for her overwhelmed me. Consumed me. Distracted me.

To protect her, I stood motionless as my partner pried her from the security of my arms. I watched as she fought his hold. I even listened when she screamed that she hated me.

For years I’ve been patient, I’ve been smart, and I’ve gone by the book. But now… it’s finally over.

It’s time to get my girl back.

When I show up to reclaim what’s mine, I discover she’s not ready to forgive me quite yet… but that’s okay, because I have no problem reminding her just how good it used to be, even if I have to show her over and over again.

What I do have a problem with is the guy who’s been trying to take my place. Because here’s the thing, I’ve waited too long to have her in my arms again to have anybody stand in my way… and I’m done following the rules.
Wow what did I just read… Livvie and Jay have been through more in their relationship than most people will in their whole lives! From dangerous criminals, to witness protection, and to finally finding their way back to each other this book had it all… Another new author to me I will definitely now be looking out for more Anna Brooks stories as she writes hot as hell hero’s and kick arse, feisty heroines!!
Reviewed by Nat
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Anna began writing when she thought the world would want to hear her sick lyrics through song. Since then, she’s realized her childhood dream wasn’t so far-fetched, just misguided. Now she writes romance with real emotions and happy endings. If Anna isn’t writing or reading, she can be found by a space heater painting her nails and drinking a ridiculous amount of Diet Dr Pepper. She also likes to hang out with her husband and two boys. If it wasn’t for them, she wouldn’t ever leave the house. Anna was born in Wisconsin but now lives in the Evergreen State. 



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Nat’s Review of Lost Soul: AJ’s Burden by Nicky James

by Nicky James
Genres: MM Romance
Title: Lost Soul: AJ’s Burden
Series: Healing Hearts #4
Author: Nicky James
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: October 22, 2017
What does rock bottom look like to you?

 

AJ Silva is about to find out. His life has been spiralling the drain for the past year, and if he doesn’t find a way out soon, he may die on the streets of San Francisco. Drowning in a severe drug addiction, battling every day to survive, AJ doesn’t know where to turn. His past haunts him in more ways than one, and leaves him both grasping and begging for change, while fearing his future. All AJ knows how to do is chase one problem away with another. How can you win the war, when your enemy is yourself?

 

Trystain Larsson is an addict. Five years ago, he discovered rock bottom first hand. Since that dreaded day, he’s worked his recovery with everything he has. Helping others who’ve fallen victim to drugs gives him hope for a better tomorrow. If he can save even one person from that life, it will mean victory.
When AJ lands at his doorstep, Trystain gets more than he bargained for. Not only is AJ at the end of his rope, but there is something darker going on.
Coming off drugs is not an easy task, and with AJ, Trystain has his work cut out for him. During their time together, a bond that goes deeper than friendship grows.
Will mistakes from the past be barriers for the future? It’s hard to move forward, when you can’t stop looking back. 
**TRIGGERS** For significant on-page drug use. Addiction and withdrawal.

I love this series my heart is in my mouth with every new book I read, waiting to see what heartbreak and triumph Nicky will bring to life. AJ’s story was one of loss, abandonment and then finally acceptance and love. From a teenager AJ lived on the streets fending for himself after being kicked out of a foster home for being gay. Heavily dependant on drugs for survival and escape, AJ’s life quickly spirals out of control.. that is until he finds himself at Trystain’s doorstep, a recovering addict himself he instantly finds himself drawn to AJ and wants to help him get clean. This book for me focused a lot on the recovery of AJ’s heroin addiction and it took away a wee bit from the connection between AJ and Trystain; but in true Nicky style this book was a heart-warming tale of survival and overcoming the odds.
Reviewed by Nat

Nicky James lives in the small town of Petrolia, Ontario, Canada. She is mother to a wonderful teenage boy and wife to a truly supportive and understanding husband who, thankfully, doesn’t think her crazy.

Nicky has always had two profound dreams in life; to fall back hundreds of years in time and live in a simpler world and to write novels. Since only one of those dreams was a possibility, she decided to make the other come alive on paper.
Nicky writes MM romance books in a variety of styles including contemporary, medieval, fantasy, and historical.
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Nat’s Review of Darkest Temptation by Rachel Van Dyken

by Rachel Van Dyken
Genres: Paranormal

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Darkest Temptation by Rachel Van Dyken

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publishing Date: October 31st, 2017

I’m a werewolf King who chose to step down out of grief for my mate.

For centuries I’ve been alone, choosing to live a life of modesty despite the wealth surrounding me.

I deserve to be punished.

I crave things I have no business craving.

And it is manifesting itself in a way I’m terrified I won’t be able to control any longer.

Especially since she arrived.

Vampire. Orphan. Beaten beyond recognition.

My blood calls to her in a way that makes no sense.

I’m a wolf.

She’s a vampire.

The two don’t mate.

They barely tolerate one another.

All it takes is one slip of control on my part — one taste.

And I doom us all.

Then again, I never knew what is lurking inside has the power to balance good and evil.

Review:

I’m not normally a paranormal reader, but the blurb for this book intrigued me so I gave it a go… the story was really well written and even though I hadn’t read the previous stories I don’t think I was disadvantaged in any way. The characters all relate well with each other and their banter is hilarious at times. Mason is a wolf shifter and Serenity a vampire, the two don’t mate but the pull towards each other is impossible for either of them to ignore! The book follows their struggle to come to terms with their predetermined destiny to unite as one and for Mason to take his rightful place back on the throne as King of the wolves. A good read, I may yet become a paranormal fan.

Reviewed by Nat

Excerpt:

The air around me thickened with a sweet-smelling fog. I inhaled and closed my eyes, allowing my baser instincts to take over.

“Wolf.” She whispered my name.

I sniffed. The voice was not familiar. It was not my mate. It was… other.

“Wolf,” she beckoned again.

Branches crunched beneath my feet as I made my way closer to the sweet scent, closer to the warmth, closer to what I should have been running from.

I was already mated.

And yet — I was being pulled.

Like a siren’s song.

I hated sirens.

Every last one of them.

But only the strongest were male.

This — I sniffed the air again as ecstasy took over — this was no male.

This was all female.

The instinct to protect kicked in, forcing a surge of adrenaline through my limbs as I staggered toward the trees.

Green eyes blinked through the fog.

I stilled.

My breath caught.

Vampire.

I frowned, reaching for her.

“Kiss me, Wolf.”

Why was I tempted?

Why did I want to touch this being?

When every hair stood on end like she was foe not friend. When I had a mate back home that I loved more than life itself.

Confusion warred with disgust, and then the vampire stood on her tiptoes and pressed her cheek against mine, the way my people greeted.

But she was no wolf.

Her lips grazed the outside of my ear before she bit down onto my neck…

I jerked awake. Sweat pooled the bed like I’d just taken a shower.

And my mate, the one I was so convinced would be lying right next to me, was gone.

She’d been gone.

Over a hundred years.

And every year, like clockwork, on the anniversary of her death.

I saw my vampire.

She bit me.

And I woke up with a bruise on my neck as if it were real.

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Absolution by Avelyn Paige

by Avelyn Paige
Genres: MC Romance
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RICCA
 
You can’t outrun your past, a mistake I learned the hard way.
 
Stripped of my innocence in the middle of the Californian desert, I waited for death. 
Then he appeared.
My vengeful angel. 
 
He’s everything I’m not.
He’s everything I want.
He’s everything I can never have.
RATCHET
 
I will not let my past define me.
 
Abandoned by my mother as a child, I would be dead if it weren’t for Jagger. He took me into the Heaven’s Rejects and saved my life. 
Now I want to save hers.
 
The superficial cuts and bruises on her delicate skin, don’t compare to the pain lurking in her heart.
The pain I want to save her from.
Somehow, I will find a way to get through to her.
 
Come hell or high water, she will be mine.

 

 

 



 

My love of MC is coming back… this book was everything I love in an MC read, it was dark, gritty with fiercely loyal MC members who protect their club with everything they have and are! Nothing comes between a member and the club and that was true for Ratchet until Ricca came along! A broken young lady with a tragic past, Ratchet, also had a tough and tragic upbringing, but he was her saviour the one person who could get close enough to be the light in her darkness; together they could conquer anything.. that is if they could trust in each other and their love! Highly recommend this series to all lovers of darker MC books; I look forward to reading what Avelyn comes up with next for the Heaven’s Rejects MC… I’m sure it’s going to be a doozy!!

Reviewed by Nat


Hearing Ricca’s perspective of events, as well as parts of her life, answers many questions from the previous books in this series. This new life pathway for Ricca is full of potholes but also real moments of joy.

Ricca discovers she has a responsibility she relishes in accepting if she is allowed. By running back to her hometown many past concepts and ideas about her are still felt deeply. Ratchet is not happy to learn Ricca has done a runner with no forwarding address or reason for her actions. Luckily for Ricca, Ratchet never gives up easily!

The story has a bit of everything in it from romance and hot intimacy to suspense and action. The humour running throughout the story is upbeat and really enjoyable. The last ten percent of the book is even more exciting and enlightening!

One of my favourite lines from the story belongs to Ratchet when he thinks…
‘All I wanted was a chance to prove to her that even though my monsters still lingered, that they would play nice with hers.’

Ricca describing Ratchet…
‘Much like a priceless gemstone, he is multi-faceted.’
This is spot on and descriptions like these make it easier for the reader to understand each character more fully.

This fast-paced story is super easy to read but I do advise you read the other three books first.

Reviewed by Robyn

 

“You’re
okay. They’re dead and can’t hurt you anymore,” I mumble and repeat in some
stupid fucking mantra to keep the memories at bay. Every morning starts like
this. Sure, maybe I did need go back to my victim group counseling sessions,
but I knew the
Kumbaya mentality they used couldn’t help me. The demons in my head
were of my own creation, and they were never just going to go away by telling
others who thought they were like me about them. I couldn’t forgive the men for
the things that they did to my body and even with their deaths, my mind would
never be able to see the world the same way. They took the last shred of my innocence
out in that desert, and it was something that I was never going to be able to
get back, even if I had ruby red slippers, clicked my heels, and said it three
times.

 

 


Life isn’t a fucking fairy tale. And
no matter how hard I hoped he would be, Ratchet was definitely not Prince
Charming. The knight in shining armor isn’t real, and
he was never going to ride a horse to my tower of terror. 

 

Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. While she may be a Hoosier by birth, she is a Boilermaker by choice. Boiler Up! She resides in a sleepy little town in Indiana with her husband and three crazy pets. Avelyn spends her days working as a cancer research scientist and her nights sipping moonshine while writing and book reviewing. Avelyn loves everything paranormal, Cajun culture, and wants to try tornado chasing as a hobby when she finally grows up. She just has to get over that pesky fear of thunderstorms first. Avelyn also enjoys collecting voodoo dolls from her trips to New Orleans.
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Donna’s Review of Tempt the Playboy by Natasha Madison

by Natasha Madison

 

 

 

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play·boy
ˈplāˌboi/
noun
a wealthy man who spends his time enjoying himself, especially one who behaves irresponsibly or is sexually promiscuous.
Synonyms: socialite, pleasure seeker.

Noah
I have it all, money, looks, and any woman I want.
Till I meet her and my universe is knocked on its ass and she wants nothing to do with me.

Kaleigh
My motto: never date the same man twice. I have less chance of breaking my heart that way.
Till my eyes land on the only man I’ll break my rule for.

She thinks she can run. That I’ll let her get away.

He thinks he can handle a woman like me.
He has no idea.

A man who has it all needs one thing and one thing only. A temptress.

Watch me Tempt the Playboy.

 

 

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Review

I absolutely loved this great, sexy and extremely funny read. That had me turning pages and laughing out loud one quick-witted come back after the other. This book is a story that runs a long the side of Tempt the Boss and reading the scenarios from a different point was great.

The characters are brilliant and they fall for each other hard and fast. Noah was you typical man whore and there was no stopping him until he met, smooth and zen as hell woman whore, Kayleigh. She plays Noah at his own game and “Breaks his penis”. But they definitely play the game that they both win. It’s a great cat and mouse story.

This book is a huge recommendation from me, giving you a light read that will leave you smiling from ear to ear.

Reviewed by Donna

 

 

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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Our Reviews of Gun Shy by Lili St Germain

by Lili St. Germain
Genres: Psychological Thriller

 

 

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A stand alone psychological thriller.
** NOT A ROMANCE **

 



HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL?

In the middle of a fierce snowstorm in Gun Creek, Nevada, seventeen-year-old Jennifer Thomas disappears without a trace.

The second girl in nine years.

Identical cases. Identical conditions. Only last time, the girl was found. Dead, stuffed in a well beside the creek that feeds the town’s water supply.

The killer was never found.

As the small town mobilizes and searches for newly vanished Jennifer Thomas, one suspect comes to the fore. But did he do it? Or is there something else at play? Something nobody could have anticipated?

For Jennifer’s friend Cassie Carlino, the worst is yet to come. As she pins MISSING posters to store windows and joins the search, she begins to suspect that Jennifer’s disappearance might be much closer to her than she could have ever imagined.

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5FreakingFantasticStars

WTFH did I just read????? My mind is still exploding with the twists and turns of this book. Just when you think you have it sorted BAMMMM!!! another head explosion happens and your brain is left reeling wondering whether you just read that right! So, of course, you go back and just to check and the twisted and devious mind of Lili St. Germain has left you with the biggest book coma of the year!
Bravo Lili! You GOT ME GOOD!!!

Reviewed by Cherie

Definitely not for the faint of heart, luckily I love the dark side!! This book is so dangerously dark but oh so brilliantly written!! I could not put this down… it had murder, suspense and a whole lot of psychological mind f*&kery to keep any reader on the edge of sanity, trying to figure what would happen next!! If you’re a lover of anything that isn’t all roses and sunshine then this is definitely the book for you!

Reviewed by Nat

 



 

Leo

I visit Jennifer every evening at the diner; she seems to like the attention, and I could use the distraction. I make sure to turn up just before her shift ends, and she gives me a ride home every night. The first night she came over we ended up talking for hours. My mouth hurt by the end, every sense on high alert. I was a gentleman. I didn’t lay a hand on her again, not after she started to talk. She’s in trouble. A lot of trouble. I think it eased her mind to be able to confess to somebody who pretty much wrote the book on trouble in this town.
I mean, there’s not a thing I can do to help the girl. Not unless she tells me who got her into this mess in the first place. “That’s the problem with men,” she said to me when I urged her to give me the name of the guy blackmailing her. “They always jump straight to problem-solving. Men always want to fix everybody.”
“You don’t want to be fixed?” I’d asked her.
“I can fix myself,” she’d replied. “I just need somebody to understand.”
I don’t understand. Her predicament is something I’ve never experienced. But I can listen. I listen to her talk as she drives me home in her shiny new car every night, and it makes me feel less of a fuck-up. I mean, she hasn’t killed anyone. But she’s planning to. And that’s why we’ve found each other. I am a killer and she is ready to spill blood. She is a welcome distraction from my sins, and I am a makeshift altar for her to lay her own sins upon. Because when I’m with Jennifer, I don’t think about Cassie Carlino. I don’t think of Karen Brainard. And, most especially, I don’t think of Teresa King and the way she burned beside me in that car.
* * *
The night Jennifer Thomas disappears is like all the rest. I go to the diner. Order nachos and a Coke. I’m surprised Jennifer is working. It’s Thanksgiving, and the place is deserted. Even Amanda is nowhere to be seen.
“Working on Thanksgiving?” I ask Jennifer, as she slides my food in front of me. She shrugs, that glitter lipgloss catching the light as she moves. “It’s just another day, isn’t it?”
I nod.
“Besides,” she says, “It pisses my dad off. I asked for this shift.”
At ten, I help her to turn out all the lights. I wait beside her as she locks the front doors of the diner, feeling vaguely worried about the fact that somebody left a sixteen year old cheerleader alone to lock up this late at night. I note the lack of video surveillance, the remote location, the fact that everyone is tucked safely inside their houses while Jennifer is alone with a convicted criminal in the dead of night.
Jennifer offers me a ride home, which I accept. Except, instead of driving me straight home like she has done for the past six nights in a row, Jennifer pulls her Range Rover off the road into an uncleared section of pine trees that tower over us. The track is narrow and winding and she doesn’t answer me when I ask her where she’s taking us.
She stops in a small clearing and cuts the lights. The engine is still running. Bits of snow fall outside, slow and bloated in their trajectory toward the ground. Jennifer’s hands are small as they grip the steering wheel; her eyes lit up by the red illumination of the dashboard, making her look almost demonic.
“What are we doing here?” I ask her again.
“I don’t want to go home,” she says staring straight ahead.
“Fair enough,” I reply. I watch her as she struggles to find words. She squirms in her heated leather seat, her nails shiny and perfect, her shoulders sagging under the weight of something I cannot see.
“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asks me in a tiny voice, and she sounds so mouse-like and weak that I almost laugh.
“Do I think you’re pretty?” I echo, feeling a smirk cut its way across my face. “Jennifer, you’re so pretty I could die just from looking at you.”
She rolls her eyes. “You think I’m stupid. You’re just here because you feel sorry for me, Leo.”
I shake my head. “I don’t think you’re stupid. And I’m not here because I feel sorry for you.”
She swallows thickly; I can see the pulse beat nervously in her throat. “Then why are you here?”
“Well, I guess I’m here right now because you just drove us off the road and into the woods.”
“You know what I mean.”
Do, I, though? I sigh. “Because you’re the only person in this town worth talking to who will even look at me.”
She bites her lip and I have the sudden, piercing urge inside my skull to wrap my hands around her throat and drag her onto my lap. That’s some messed up shit. She’s sixteen. Six. TEEN. I’m repeating the number in my head over and over, willing my dick to settle down. I can feel the throb of wanting her in my cock, in the thunderous rush of blood that makes my heart hit my ribcage like the firing of a gun, bang, bang, bang. My need eclipses my rationality. So what if she’s sixteen? She drove into this fucking clearing and licked her lips and asked me if I thought she was pretty.
“Why have you been back to the diner every single night, just as I’m about to get off shift?”
“Umm,” I try. “It’s the only decent place in town?”
She narrows her eyes at me and there’s a fire inside her pupils; it might be below freezing outside, but it’s a billion degrees in here. We’re already fogging up the windows with our breath, and I haven’t even laid a finger on her.
“Liar,” she says. “I want the real reason.”
You’re about to get the real reason, sweetheart. I grip the armrest. I grip it so hard my fingernails ache.
“I’m here because I’m a bad guy, Jennifer.”
“And?”
“Because you’re so pretty I can’t think about anybody else. Because I want to do things to you… that would probably frighten you. Things that might hurt you.”
Her cheeks are flush; her breathing quickens. I haven’t even touched her, and she’s already excited. Or scared. Or both. I want to reach between her thighs and see if it’s lust I’m reading on her face.
“What kinds of things?” she asks.
I cover my face with my hands.  
“What kinds of things?” she repeats, a hand on my shoulder. I let my hands fall into my lap and fix my stare on this girl who should be home with her family, not out here in the dark in the woods and snow with a criminal. I watch in awe as she slides her seat back and reaches her hands up underneath her skirt, tugging a pair of panties down her legs and unhooking them from her heels. She can’t look at me as she hands me a pair of baby blue silk panties with a bow on the front. I grip the underwear in my fist so tight I could tear it to shreds with a single pull, but I don’t rip it. I find the damp spot of arousal in the center of the material and bring it up to my face. I close my eyes. I breathe Jennifer in.
I shouldn’t be here. Not with her. Not like this. I will get out of the car, I decide. I will walk home. I will not touch this girl.
But then, “I promise I won’t tell anyone,” she whispers.
Fuck.
I grab her. I drown her shock out with my mouth. I squeeze her slender neck with my prison-rough palms. I keep my promise and I hurt Jennifer Thomas until I’m sated.
It’s only after when I’m looking at the blank expression on her face, the odd tilt of her neck, the bruises blossoming on her spread thighs, that I understand what I have done.
By then, it’s too late.
The night Jennifer Thomas disappears is like all the rest.
Apart from the way it ends.

 

 

Lili writes dark, delicious romance full of love, lust and revenge. Her USA Today Bestselling Gypsy Brothers series focuses on a morally bankrupt biker gang and the young woman who seeks her vengeance upon them. The Cartel series is a trilogy that explores the beginnings of the club, published through HarperCollins.

Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, excellent coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Instagram.

She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.
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Our 5 Star Reviews of Sick Fux by Tillie Cole

by Tillie Cole
Genres: Dark Romance

 

 

 

When Ellis Earnshaw and Heathan James met as children, they couldn’t have been more different. Ellis was loud and beautiful – all blond hair, bright laughs and smiles. Heathan was dark and brooding, and obsessed with watching things die.
The pair forged an unlikely friendship, unique and strange. Until they were ripped apart by the sick cruelty of others, separated for years, both locked in a perpetual hell.
Eleven years later, Heathan is back for his girl. Back from a place from which he thought there was no return. Back to seek revenge on those who wronged them.
Time has made Heathan’s soul darker, polluted with hatred and the thirst for blood.
Time has made Ellis a shell of her former self, a little girl lost in the vastness of her pain.
As Heathan pulls Ellis out of her mental prison, reviving the essence of who she once was, down the rabbit hole they will go.
With malice in their hearts and vengeance in their veins, they will seek out the ones who hurt and destroyed them.
One at a time.
Each one more deadly than the last.
Tick Tock.

Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. Recommended for ages 18 and over.

 

 

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Where do I begin to describe this book and just I feel about it? I really don’t know and I was a little unsure about some of the content as I read it but I read it none the less and I am glad that I did. The creative mind of Tillie Cole is one that will have you completely baffled and wondering what, when and how the hell she comes up with these stories. I can truly say that I am glad that she writes these thoughts and limit provoking books as I am sure the world would be a little duller without her kind of dark.

This book as I said will provoke you, make you feel things that you have never felt before and caused a deep rage that you find hard to control.  I was angry at the world as I read this book. I was angry for the people in this story but also because I know that the world hides this stuff on a daily basis in plain sight but we just don’t see it for looking.

This story is Amazing, twisted and messed up but it’s a book that will stay with me for a long time to come and one that will see me looking at the world a little differently. After reading this book I will be a little less likely to turn a blind eye to a lot more.

This is a huge recommendation from me but be warned it not for the faint of heart or for those that have triggers. Go read this and enjoy……. Tick Tock!

Reviewed by Donna


Oh my this title is so apt! This author always stuns and amazes me with how she can create such dark stories where you feel every emotion deep inside!

Ellis lives at her family estate with her father and six uncles, her mother having passed away, a Mrs Jenkins was in charge of her day to day care. The groundskeeper’s young son, Heathan, came to live with him there and became firm friends with young Ellis. This is their story!

Tillie Cole does warn that there are possible triggers and that it’s a dark story…and it is! This is not a story that accepts the inappropriate behaviour, rather it highlights the disgust for it.

Very clever use of names from Heathan and the prisoner’s nicknames to the ‘Uncles’ personas given by Dolly and Rabbit. The whole correlation is genius!

The lead characters are so very different yet so easy to feel empathy for and compassion. There are some parts that are quite humorous like this thought of Heathan’s….
‘Dolly turned, and I saw the cashier try to make sense of what Dolly had said. Non-killers, I thought. So f***ing boring, living their mundane little lives.’
As well as some great vocabulary that is used expertly, like ‘bonkers’.

A few mysteries are wound through the story where, like a jigsaw puzzle, bit by bit is pieced together. The pictures are not pretty, they are devastating but answer many questions.

This is a very fast paced story and one that will blow your mind! Tick Tock! Tick Tock! Take the time to read this incredible tale.

Reviewed by Robyn


Another fabulously dark psychological thrill ride by the wonderfully talented Tillie Cole!! I can’t begin to explain how this book made me feel… a story in which two characters had their souls completely destroyed and found in each other a f*&ked up bond that only the two of them could comprehend. Two unlikely friends… Dolly and Rabbit who were so cruelly ripped apart by a tragic twist of fate as children, only to be reunited 11 years later all grown up with hearts so black and vengeance on their minds. This was a book that will have you rethink all the fairy tales you were read as a child… down the rabbit hole we go!!

Reviewed by Nat

Rabbit turned off the country road we were on and pulled onto a dirt path. Bushy tree branches curled above us to create a tunnel. I leaned my head back and caught the last rays of sun slicing through the leaves. When I lifted my head I saw a building up ahead. A house made from wood stood before us.
Rabbit pulled the car to a halt. There were no sounds coming from this house. No screams or crying. Everything was just . . . silent.
Rabbit’s hands slid from the wheel, and without looking at me, he said, “This is where we’ll be staying for the next several days.”
I leaned forward and looked out of the window. “Your home?”
He shook his head. “The first stop on our adventure.” I looked at him and found his silver eyes were already on me. “We have many stops to go.”
My heart fluttered in nervous excitement. “And this is number one . . .” I whispered, more to myself than Rabbit.
Rabbit opened his door. I was still staring at the woods surrounding this place when my car door opened too. Rabbit stood, rabbit-headed cane in hand, waiting for me to leave the car. I swallowed back the nerves that were creeping up my throat and stepped out. The ground crunched beneath my shoes.
“This way.” Rabbit held his arm out toward the house. I fell into step beside him. I glanced all around us, searching for any sign of people. As if reading my mind, Rabbit said, “There is just you and I here for now. We will meet more people when our journey truly begins.”
“It has not begun?”
Rabbit led us to a wooden door and paused. Gripping the head of his cane tighter, he faced me and said, “Soon, darlin’. Before we go, we must prepare.” He opened the door. “But first . . . tea.”
My breath caught in my throat. Beyond the threshold lay the most perfect tea-party spread one ever did see. “Rabbit!” I gasped. My hands flew to my mouth. I took a step forward into the house and onward into the magical room just beyond. As I passed Rabbit I looked up to see him watching me. I moved swiftly to the long table in the center of the wooden-paneled room, and my eyes widened as I beheld the spread. A white tablecloth lay over the table. Tall seats were positioned around it—eight to be exact—and at each seat was set a plate, a teacup and a saucer. I ran my hand over the cloth and smiled at the silver-domed dishes in the center of the table. I looked behind me to find Rabbit, but he was nowhere in sight. Turning back to the table, I lifted the first silver dome to peek at what was underneath. My mouth watered when I saw strawberry tarts. Smiling in excitement, I skipped to the next. Victoria sponge. Desperate to see them all, I removed each cover—cucumber sandwiches, Bakewell tarts, Battenberg cake, carrot cake . . . so much cake! All of England’s finest delicacies.
My favorites.
A floorboard creaked behind me, and I turned to see Rabbit walking back into the room. I opened my mouth to ask him where everything came from, but then I spotted what he held in his hands.
“Tea?” I asked as Rabbit placed the silver tray, which held a teapot, a jug of milk and a bowl of sugar, on the table. I walked closer and closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply. “Earl Grey,” I whispered, smelling my absolute favorite tea in the entire world.
“Only ever Earl Grey for my little Dolly,” Rabbit confirmed and pulled out a chair for me. I sat down, and Rabbit tucked me in. He took the seat a few places down and gestured to the food. “Help yourself. After all, this tea party is in your honor.”
A giddy laugh escaped my throat as I reached forward and carefully selected a variety of cakes and sandwiches. When I had filled my plate, I took the teapot and poured myself a cup. Rabbit watched me with a peculiar look on his face. His lip was hooked at the corner, and his eyes were . . . soft. His eyes were never soft, always hard and focused, but as he looked at me now, they were almost gentle.
I swallowed, unsure what this strange feeling in my stomach was. I pressed my free hand to my stomach as a comfort against the strange tingling sensations inside. “Tea?” I offered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Rabbit nodded; not a word escaped his mouth. His gaze became more intense as I moved beside him and poured the steaming liquid into his cup. As my arm neared him, I felt him stiffen in his seat. Only a sliver of air prevented our limbs touching. His breathing grew labored as he watched me pour.
But we didn’t touch.
Clearing my throat, I placed the teapot back on the tray and moved to take my seat once again. Just as I took a step, an image floated into my head. Of me and Rabbit. Lips touching. My entire body tensed.
I heard Rabbit’s ragged breathing behind me. Goosebumps broke out along my body, chasing one another up my arms and up to the back of my neck. Shaking my head clear of the image, I sat back down.
I raised my eyes and found Rabbit watching me intensely. I lifted my teacup toward my lips. Rabbit did the same, but just as the lip of the teacup almost reached his mouth, I shouted, “Rabbit!” He froze. “Your little finger!” I scolded. I lowered my cup and shook my head. “You cannot drink tea without raising your little finger, silly!”
Rabbit exhaled, then bowed his head. “You’re right, darlin’. How could I forget?”

 

 

Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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