Monday, August 28, 2017

Release Day - 'Style' by Toni Kenyon #Giveaway


What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas—unless it follows you home.
All Ashley Jacobs wants to do is forget about the Get Rocked! In Vegas Festival and get on with her life. Unfortunately, the one night she spent in the arms of
British band, Style Strike’s bad boy bass player, Paul Gray makes that simple wish impossible. She’s brought home more than memories. What should have been a fun fling before she settled into her orderly life has gone awry. To her horror, Ashley’s entire life is turned upside down when she discovers that she’s pregnant. She’s literally about to be left holding the baby.
Paul Gray’s never forgotten that night in Vegas with the woman who wanted nothing to do with a rock star. Style Strike’s US tour has gone from strength to strength and his social media star is on the rise. Paul finds himself surrounded by everything he's worked so hard to achieve. His life is awash with women, fame and fortune—but all he can think about is the sensual woman who walked away from him that night in Vegas.
Knowing the tour's about to hit her hometown, Ashley makes the sensible decision to contact Paul. He needs to be told about the baby, doesn’t he?

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Friday, August 25, 2017

Book Blast - 'Turo's Fated Mate' by Elle Boon


A LONE WOLF…Turo has searched for centuries for the one female to complete him. The Iron Wolves seemed like home to him, but after fifteen years, he’s thinking about moving on, until he finds her.
A LOVE WORTH ANYTHING…Jozlyn isn’t your average human and knew it would take a special man to accept her as she was. However, she hadn’t counted on a man like Turo.
TESTING THE BONDS…As Turo and Jozlyn’s love grows, a creature from their worst nightmares will do anything to destroy them. Will they be able to survive the coming battle, or will fate give them what they’d always craved…true love?

“A must read paranormal story” New York Times bestselling author LORA LEIGH

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Jozlyn watched in utter fascination as Turo tossed the two men around like ragdolls. She’d tried to ignore them, but they’d been insistent on buying her a drink. After her third tequila shot, she’d said screw it and let them buy her the fourth one. However, her fogged brain had rebelled at the thought of taking the lime from the one who’d placed it in his mouth. Hell, she was ready to lick the salt without the sour fruit, had started to pick the shaker up just as she’d felt a prickle of awareness dance down her spine. Turo. God, just saying his name made her panties wet and her nipples hard. How did the man do that to her without even touching her?
“Hello, Jozlyn,” he rumbled.
Yep, just like that, her ovaries did a jig. What the hell did he do? Go to school and learn how to pitch his voice to the seduction level of panty-melting or what? Maybe she was drunk enough, traumatized enough, that it was affecting her and making her act like something she wasn’t. Sure, she’d had sex. Mediocre at best with a college boyfriend. He was older, as was almost everyone she’d gone to school with. Lyric and Syn had told her having her V-card was a good thing, but they didn’t understand what it was like being the only one in her sorority with it. When she’d finally done the deed, it wasn’t like she’d read in books. She sure as shit didn’t see stars, or feel the clenching of her vagina begging for more. Nope, Joz could only lay there hoping he’d hurry and finish.
Turo snapped his fingers in her face. “Earth to Jozlyn. Come on, I’m taking you home.”
She blinked a few times, her brain fuzzy from one too many shots. “Do you know that tequila is made from blue agave and the core of the plant contains aquamiel or honey water, which is used for syrup and tequila production?”
The big tattooed man blinked down at her, a slight grin on his too gorgeous face. “Is that right?” he asked.
“Yep. And did you know the agave plant can weigh up to two hundred pounds when harvested?” she licked her lips. Focusing on his full and very kissable mouth. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him.
“Ah, Ko’u uuku hahai, you play with fire,” he mumbled.
“The Hawaiian language is so lyrical. Why do you call me your little butterfly? I’m not really that small.” She slapped a hand over her mouth. “I should shut up now. When I drink I tend to spout things. Nonsensical things.”
“Like wondering what it would be like for me to kiss you?” His head bent and he brushed his lips over hers.
Words tumbled around in her fogged brain, first and foremost was the fact she clearly spoke her desire out loud. Second was the man was an expert kisser, and his lips were soft as velvet.
He chuckled against her lips. “Quit thinking and kiss me back, hahai.”
Turo lifted her to the top of the bar. The others around her disappeared, or at least in her mind, they did.
“Hey you two, get a room.” Reeves smirked at them from across the bar as he cleaned a glass and set it back on the shelf.
Jozlyn was stunned to find herself with a very aroused Turo between her thighs. “What the hell are we doing?”
Turo shook his head like he’d just come out of a daze himself. “You make me lose my mind.”
She smiled. “I can fix you. It’s my profession.” Where this playful side to her came from she had no idea, but the thought of bringing a smile to the too serious man in front of her was appealing.
He pulled her in closer to him. “You want to play doctor with me?”
Heat sizzled where they touched. “Why do I get the idea you’re not talking the same kind of doctor as me?”
The naughty look he gave made her squirm in his embrace and had him inhaling. “Fuck, you smell so damn delicious. I could lick you all damn day and still want more,” he growled just as the music stopped.
She looked around to see if anyone was watching them, only to gasp as several were indeed staring. “Oh my god, everyone is watching us.”
Turo looked over his shoulder and growled. “Would you like to say hello to my little friend?”
Jozlyn smacked his chest. “Why are you offering me to them?”
He laughed along with the bartender he’d called Reeves.
“Should I show her your little friend, Turo?” Reeves reached below the bar, pulling out the largest gun she’d ever seen outside of television.
“What the heck is that?” Her fingers lifted to touch, but then she snatched her arm back. “Is that even legal?”
Another chuckle came from the man between her legs. “You truly are a treasure.”
Her addled brain was having a hard time processing everything, which was a first for her. “I think I might be sick,” she announced, placing a palm to her stomach.
Instantly the smile was replaced with concern. Turo swept her off the bar and began moving through the throng of people.
“Don’t let him tap your bootyhole, girl. Them wolves all like bootyhole action.”
“Reeva, pipe the fuck down or I’ll have your brother woop your ass,” Turo snarled at the woman who yelled.
“What’s she talking about?” Jozlyn rested her head on Turo’s shoulder, the lurching sensation had her gulping in great big breaths of air, hoping she didn’t throw up all over him.
“Ignore her,” he said as he entered the ladies’ room. Several women scattered as he made his way into the first stall. “Out, all of you,” he ordered.
Her world spun as she was placed on her feet, but she was happy to see the toilet was clean, although her hair swung down in front of her. A second later a hand came in front of her, gathering the heavy mass and then she didn’t care what or who was there as she retched into the porcelain.
“Oh god, I’m never drinking tequila again. Ever,” she moaned after a few minutes.
Turo flushed a couple times so she didn’t have to stare at her stomachs contents, which she was eternally grateful for.
“You probably shouldn’t have drunk so much on an empty stomach. Tequila isn’t bad when you do it slowly and with something to soak it up.” He helped her stand. “You ready to wash your face?”
She placed both palms on either side of the stall, not daring to look behind her at the big man who’d held her hair while she tossed her cookies. Nope, never had she thrown up in front of anyone except her parents. Heck, she’d never even done it while out with Lyric and the girls. Now, this gorgeous hunk of a man not only had seen her, but he’d held her hair and flushed the yuck down the toilet a few times. Yeah, not the sexiest thing she’d ever done. “I’m fine now, you can go back…wherever you were going.”
He grunted, his fingers tightened in her hair. “I was coming to find you, so I’m right where I want to be.”
Chancing a look over her shoulder, she could see he was staring intently at her. “In the ladies’ room with me while I said hello to the porcelain god?”
A humor filled grin split his lips. “Well, I will admit, I hadn’t expected that, but you are still sexy as hell.”
“You’re slightly crazy. That’s my official diagnosis as a doctor,” she said covering her mouth with her hand. “I need to rinse my mouth out. I feel like I have swamp breath.”
Turo raised a brow but stepped back, his hand still holding her hair. “Come on.”
“You gonna let me go?” Her fogged brain was beginning to clear the tiniest bit.
“Do I gotta?”
His little boy lost look probably got him all kinds of things, like between any woman’s thighs he wanted. The thought had her straightening to her full height, which only brought her to his chin. “Yes,” she agreed.
He nodded, letting go but sifting his fingers through her hair slowly, the tips caught on a few snarls. “I love your hair. It’s like black silk.”
Not sure how to answer that, she went to the sink and splashed cold water on her overheated face then brought her cupped hands filled with water to her mouth, swishing the cool liquid around over and over and spit it out, repeating a couple times before she felt like her mouth was cleanish. Gah, she hated throwing up.
“Here.” Turo offered her a piece of gum.
Her hands shook a little as she took the wrapped rectangular piece of minty goodness. “You’re a lifesaver.”
“That’s what all the ladies say. Come on, let’s get out of here.” He held the door open.
“I need to check on Egypt.” She didn’t know where she was going to go. If the man chasing them was the little girl’s dad, he probably knew where she lived. She’d have to check into a hotel, but if he was smart enough to get into a secured psychiatric wing of a hospital, he could probably figure out how to track her.
“Egypt is staying with her mother at the clinic. They’ll be guarded by…the club members. You can rest assured nothing will be able to get to them. As for where you’re going,” he paused to pin her with his steady gaze. “You’re coming home with me, and before you object, think. You’ll be safe, since he won’t think to track you there, and even if he did, I’m more than prepared to deal with anyone who dares touch what’s mine.”
“But, I’m nobody to you,” she denied.
“You keep thinking that, hahai.” He guided her through the throng of people.

Author Bio

Elle Boon lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two kids, and a black lab who is more like a small pony. She’d never planned to be a writer, but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, since she’s athletically challenged. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her.
She writes what she loves to read, and that is romance, whether it’s erotic, Navy SEALs, or paranormal, as long as there is a happily ever after. Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and can guarantee you will always get one with her stories.
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Thursday, August 24, 2017

Review – ‘Claimed’ by Evangeline Anderson


Olivia Waterhouse has just graduated from nursing school and has her whole life ahead of her—until she gets drafted. Problem is, she isn’t being forced into the Army, she’s been chosen as a Kindred bride.
The Kindred are huge alien warriors—a race of genetic traders whose population is ninety-five percent male. After saving Earth from the threat of invasion they demand a reward—the right to find brides among the population. The chances of being chosen are about the same as those of winning the lottery—guess it’s just Liv’s lucky day. 

Baird is a Beast Kindred who recently escaped imprisonment and torture at the hands of the malevolent Scourge. Through the torment and pain only one thing kept him sane—the thought of finding and claiming his bride—Olivia. His need to possess her is a burning intensity that threatens to consume them both.
Angry at having her future and her family taken away from her, Liv vows to fight back the only way she can—by resisting. She has one month on the Kindred Mothership with Baird—their claiming period. If she can keep from having bonding sex with him during that time, she can go home and get on with her life on Earth.
But Baird isn’t going to make it easy for her. Every week he is allowed to touch Liv more and more intimately and according to the contract she signed, she has to let him. She’s determined to resist him but his touch sets her on fire. And just as she thinks she knows what she wants, a twist of fate and an attack by the faceless Scourge AllFather changes everything…


In the first book of the Brides of the Kindred series, Olivia Waterhouse is drafted to become the human mate of a Kindred warrior. A few years ago, an evil alien race called the Scourge attacked Earth and would’ve decimated the planet if not for a second alien race, the Kindred. In exchange for their help, the Kindred demanded the planet’s eligible single women. 95% of their race is male and they need women to procreate with. The Earth governments agreed and set up a worldwide draft of all eligible women. The thing is, most of the warriors only want women they can psychically bond with so the odds of being chosen are slim.
After six months of torture, Kindred warrior Baird escaped his captives with one thought in mind: find his mate. They’ve been sharing dreams and her presence in his mind kept him alive and sane through his imprisonment. Once Baird finally claims her according to the law set up between the Kindred and Earth, nothing goes right. Though she desires him, she’s also terrified of him and makes his courtship of her very difficult.
Baird is awesome! He’s patient, gorgeous, giving, and stubborn. Even though he understands why Olivia is scared and why she misses her old life, he thinks she’ll grow to love him because they’re destined for each other.
I couldn’t connect with Olivia. Yes, she loves and misses her sister Sophia and her best friend Kat, but she never really gave Baird a chance. For over ¾ of the book, she complains and insults him. She doesn’t try to make their relationship work. When they’re having sex, she’s all for him and wants him, but she changes her mind afterward and blames him for her actions. His pain over her continuous rejections is so strong and palpable that I cried a little for him. Even after she disobeyed a safety precaution and got herself in serious trouble, she’s still defiant and seemingly ungrateful that he saved her.
Sex scenes and arguments took up most of the book, but the action at the end picked up the pace. The scenes with Baird’s brother, Sylvan, were great.
The book could use an edit to fix missing punctuation marks, extra punctuation marks, a few misspellings, and the wrong form of words. Though I like the hero, the world building, and the overall plot, I would’ve enjoyed the book more if the heroine would’ve been a stronger woman.
3 Stars 

Disclaimer – I downloaded this book from Amazon and volunteered to review it. I am not compensated in any way, shape, or form for this honest review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Review - 'The Institute: Daddy Issues’ by Evangeline Anderson


Can Kink heal a Broken Heart?
Detective Andi Sugarbaker is going to find out…the hard way.
Searching for the source of the deadly new date rape drug, Please, Andi and her partner, Viktor Saltanov, must go undercover at the infamous Age Play resort, called simply The Institute.
Here at The Institute, time is rolled back and Andi finds herself forced to relive painful trauma from her past in order to pursue her case. Meanwhile, her partner is showing a whole new side of himself that Andi never dreamed existed.
Born and bred in Mother Russia, Viktor Saltanov is 6’5, muscular, and as stoic as they come. But now he has become Andi’s sole support, protector…and disciplinarian. Letting her partner spank her and touch her in ways she never dreamed of is slowly breaking down Andi’s defenses, taking her to a vulnerable place inside she’s been trying to suppress for years.
Can the two of them navigate the traitorous maze of lies and deception and find a deeper truth about themselves? Or will their experience at The Institute destroy their relationship forever?


When Detectives Andi Sugarbaker and Viktor Saltanov go undercover in an Age Play (Daddy Dom/babygirl sub) kink club, they’re in for the ride of their lives. Berkeley, the owner of the club, is producing and selling a dangerous street drug called ‘Please.’ The drug makes women so desperate for physical stimulation that their heart stops beating if they don’t have very intense sex or a black-and-blue beating. It’s Andi and Salt’s job to stop him, but they never expected their platonic partnership to develop into something more.
Andi is a brass, loudmouth woman and considers herself vanilla. Salt is quiet, protective, and a force to reckon with if anyone tries to harm Andi. They both have father issues, especially Andi, and she’s having a very hard time adjusting to the role of a submissive, so much so she nearly blows the investigation. After three years of being partners, I just couldn’t understand her inability and downright unwillingness to trust Salt as her friend and lover. She often acted out and misbehaved when she needed to play the innocent, playful kid/teenager to gain Berkeley’s trust. Salt conformed to the daddy role just fine, but Andi just couldn’t play along.
For an erotic romance novel, I found it odd Salt and Andi had sex (penetration) only once, but they did fool around a lot.
The book could use a light edit to fix missing quotation marks at the beginning and ending of a few sentences. It wasn’t much, but enough to distract me.
There are a few unanswered questions. Who’s the mole in the police department? Why did Andi’s father leave when she was a child?
The story is written in Andi’s first POV with a lot of internal dialogue.
Salt was the best part of the book. Who wouldn’t love a stoic, gorgeous Russian man with a sexy accent and lots of protective, romantic, authoritative instincts? YUM! Andi didn’t realize how lucky she was to have a man like him in her life until they joined The Institute. It’s the best thing that ever could’ve happened to them.
Overall, I enjoyed the story very much and would recommend it.
4 Stars

Disclaimer – I downloaded this book from Amazon and volunteered to review it. I am not compensated in any way, shape, or form for this honest review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Review – ‘Ms. Calculation’ by Danica Winters


Welcome to Mystery, Montana, a small town with dark secrets...
The body found in the Dunrovin Ranch stables isn't just a crisis for Wyatt Fitzgerald's family or his top priority as sheriff--Gwen Johansen is both the victim's sister...and Wyatt's ex. And in a small town like Mystery, events of the past don't seem to fade. Maybe she'd misjudged his potential when they were younger, but now he could be her greatest ally--and not just in the investigation. That is, if he can work his way around a broken heart. With the killer circling, the clock is counting down on more than Christmas, a time when family means everything and forgiveness is the best gift of all.


In the first book in the Mystery Christmas series, sheriff deputy Wyatt Fitzgerald has to notify the Johansen family about the loss of a loved one. He hates that part of his job, but his connection to the Johansens makes his task even more difficult. Though they’ve lived in the same little town for years, he hasn’t had any contact with Gwen, his old high school girlfriend, and he’s still in love with her. When he tells Gwen and her emotionally damaged, alcoholic mother that her sister is dead, the rift between them slowly starts to mend.
Gwen Johansen broke Wyatt’s heart back in school, and she’s never quite got over him. When they’re thrust together to try and find her sister’s killer, old sparks fly and she wonders if she made the right choice back then to end things. When the killer targets her mother and a friend from town, Gwen knows she and Wyatt are close to finding the killer. When the killer targets Gwen, Wyatt is prepared to drop everything he’s ever worked for to keep her safe, but will it be enough?
I really enjoyed this story. Gwen and Wyatt have a lot of chemistry, but old hurt feelings and the fear of being hurt again kept putting the stops on their newfound relationship. They both have family problems, especially Gwen with her mother, and trust issues when it comes to relationships. They’re both strong, stubborn characters and their personalities meshed.
For readers who like sweet but sensual stories, you should pick this one up. The language is clean and the sex is tame. There’s a plot line not tied up, but it carries over into the next book. This story ends with a HEA. I’m looking forward to reading the next book in the series.
5 Stars

Disclaimer – I volunteered to read and review this book. Thank you, Danica Winters, for sending me a print copy. I am not paid or compensated in any way, shape, or form for this review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Review – ‘Haunted on Bourbon Street’ by Deanna Chase


Jade loves her new apartment—until a ghost joins her in the shower!
When empath Jade Calhoun moves into an apartment above a strip bar on Bourbon Street, she expects life to get interesting. What she doesn't count on is making friends with an exotic dancer, attracting a powerful spirit, and developing feelings for Kane, her sexy landlord.
Being an empath has never been easy on Jade's relationships. It's no wonder she keeps her gift a secret. But when the ghost moves from spooking Jade to terrorizing Pyper, the dancer, it's up to Jade to use her unique ability to save her. Except she'll need Kane's help to do it—and he's betrayed her with a secret of his own. Can she find a way to trust him and herself before Pyper is lost?


I normally don’t read chick-lit but this one caught my eye. I liked the hero, Kane, and most of the secondary characters, but I couldn’t connect with the heroine, Jade.
Jade Calhoun moved to New Orleans for a job and to be closer to her best friend, Kat. When she finds out Kat is now dating her ex-boyfriend, Dan, a rift grows between them. Jade moves into an apartment next door to a strip club and her hunky landlord, Kane, is also the owner/manager of the strip club. His best friend, Pyper, is the owner of the coffee shop on the other side of the apartment building and she’s also a stripper/manager of the strip club.
There are a lot of side characters. Other than Kat, Dan, and Pyper, there’s Charlie (the female bartender), Ian (a ghost hunter and Kat’s friend), and some other people. Jade spends a lot of time befriending these people and very little time developing a romance with Kane.
Jade is an empath (a person who can feel and draw on the emotions of others) and most people think she’s a freak, so she keeps this part to herself even when bad things start to happen around her and her friends. This, in essence, put her friends in danger. Jade grows throughout the story, learns to trust her friends and in herself, but I found her a little selfish and self-absorbed. I mean, she often drew on Kane’s emotions but got angry with him when he used his gift on her (he can dreamwalk into people’s dreams). She also flirted with Ian, but had no romantic interest in him. She has feelings for Kane, but won’t tell him and gets jealous when she thinks he’s with someone else. He’s not a sleazy perv, but that’s how she’s pegged him.
When Jade and Kane finally become a couple, they still spend so much time apart. I understand this technically isn’t a romance book, but there was just so little romance between them that their newfound love felt forced to me.
Since this is a continuing series about Jade and her friends, I’m sure the unanswered questions in this book will be answered in the later installments of the series.
3 Stars

Disclaimer – I downloaded this book from Amazon and volunteered to review it. I am not compensated in any way, shape, or form for this honest review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.