Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Chapter Reveal for Cruel Prince by Ashley Jade


Thanks to another Post-it note from Aunt Crystal, I was able to figure out which guest bedroom she cleared out for me.

Although cleared out is a bit of an understatement. Aside from the queen-sized bed covered with a purple bedspread, an empty bureau, and yet another Post-it note promising to take me shopping later in the week…the room is bare bones.

Not that I mind. I managed to stuff my entire life into one duffle bag and a medium suitcase. No-frills suits me.

Less shit to get attached to.

I open the closet door to hang up some of my clothes, but three plaid skirts, three crisp, white button-down shirts, and three navy blazers snag my attention instead.

The Royal Hearts Academy emblem above the left breast pockets practically taunts me.

I wasn’t in a position to make any requests considering my aunt and her husband were nice enough to take in a stray—but the one thing I insisted on was attending the local public school instead of Royal Hearts Academy. My dad forced me to go to private school for elementary and junior high and it was one of the worst experiences of my life.

The organ in my chest squeezes. With the exception of meeting Jace.

Of course, the one thing I wanted was the one thing Crystal’s husband wasn’t willing to negotiate on given it’s my cousin’s—technically, step-cousin’s—senior year and he attends RHA.

Wayne thinks it would be beneficial for me to go to school with his son Oakley, so I’ll have someone to show me the ropes.

However, it’s clear good ol’ Uncle Wayne must not be very observant. I only met him once briefly at my aunt’s wedding four years ago, but a quick scroll through Oakley’s Instagram suggests he’s about as useful as a goldfish at a Bob Marley concert.

And by useful? I mean, stoned.

Which probably explains why he didn’t pick me up from the airport like he was supposed to, or why I still haven’t seen any signs of him…despite being here all afternoon and most of the evening.

I send him another text, but just like the first ten I sent today, he doesn’t respond.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I slip out the door of my new room and venture down the long hallway. My aunt said there were six bedrooms in the house—but after knocking on several doors, it’s obvious Oakley isn’t in any of them.

Stifling a groan, I amble down the staircase and wander into the kitchen. Much like the rest of the house, the kitchen is spacious, and everything looks expensive, but price aside, it’s pretty standard. Stainless steel appliances, glass table, large granite island in the center.

And no Oakley.

After checking the living room, my uncle Wayne’s office, and the bathroom on the first floor, I make my way down the stairs leading to the basement.

The smell of marijuana infiltrates my nostrils almost immediately.

I’m not a buzzkill, I have no issues with people who smoke—what I have an issue with is people who indulge so much they forget the important stuff.

Like answering text messages or picking their step-cousin up at the airport.

The big screen television—which is currently broadcasting two naked girls grinding against one another to awful mumble rap—illuminates the basement enough I’m able to see the back of a leather couch. The smoke wafting toward the ceiling fan tells me there’s a good chance I’ll find Oakley on the other side of it.

I don’t know whether to laugh or shake my head as I round the corner and see him passed out with one hand down his pants and the other holding what appears to be a partially smoked blunt.

The baseball cap he’s wearing hides most of his face, but he definitely looks like he’s been asleep for a while. How the house hasn’t burnt down is anyone’s guess.

I’m about to dispose of the still lit blunt and go back upstairs…but then he speaks.

“Hey, babe.”

Uh. Kind of weird, but considering I’ve been called worse by strangers, I decide to roll with it.


“I was wondering when you’d get here,” he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep.

I tamp down the urge to tell him I would have been here sooner if he picked me up from the goddamn airport like he was supposed to.

We’re going to be stuck together for the next year and bitching at him isn’t a good way to start a relationship.

I open my mouth to ask if he wants to grab a bite to eat later, but he speaks again.

“You’re so fucking hot.”

Okay, this train has officially reached awkward station.

“Um. Thank—”

Before I can finish that sentence, he shoves his sweatpants down and…

Oh. My. God.

Bile works up my throat as he wraps his hand around his exposed dick.

“Come on, beautiful,” he groans. “Quit teasing me and sit on it.”

I’m positive I must have a contact high because that’s the only way to explain why the actual fuck my step-cousin is summoning me to sit on his penis.

“Gross. What is wrong with you?”

Shielding my vision with my hands, I proceed to back away. Unfortunately, I knock into the coffee table so hard I see stars.

“Dammit,” I yelp, gripping my throbbing calf.

“You’re not Hayley.”

Talk about stating the obvious.

“No shit, Sherlock.” I make the huge mistake of looking up. “Oh, my God, dude. Can you please put your wiener away?”

“Sure thing,” the pervert says, rising from the couch. “As soon as you tell me who the hell you are and why you’re in my house.”

He has got to be kidding me.

“Seriously?” I point to myself. “I’m Dylan.”

He tilts his head to the side, like he’s having trouble understanding why my name would have any significance to him.

“Your cousin,” I grit through my teeth and he blanches.


I breathe a sigh of relief as he pulls up his pants.

“You’re not supposed to be here until Saturday.”

“It is Saturday,” I inform him, and his eyes widen.

“Well, shit.” He places the blunt between his lips and inhales. “This stuff is better than I thought.” Coughing, he holds it out to me. “Want some?”

I give him a sardonic smile. “I appreciate the peace offering and all, but I’ll pass.”

He doesn’t look offended in the least. “That’s cool.” His expression turns serious as he snuffs the cherry of the blunt on a can of soda. “Look, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell the parental units I tried to bang you, okay? They’re on my case enough lately.”

Oakley doesn’t have to worry. I won’t be telling anyone he tried to bang me.

I give him a nod.

He nods back.

And then it’s nothing but uncomfortable silence.

Quite the riveting exchange we’re having here.

“It’s Saturday night,” he declares unexpectedly while stretching his arms over his head and yawning. “Christian’s throwing his big end of summer party before school starts.”

I don’t know who Christian is, but I wouldn’t mind going to a party. In fact, meeting a few people and reconnecting with some old friends before school starts will probably make things easier for me on Monday.

My heart does a little flip. Maybe Jace will be there.

There are so many things I want to tell him.

And even more things I want to ask him.

Like why he blocked my number. Or why he never returned any of the dozens of messages I sent him on social media after I left.

“A party sounds like fun. I can be rea—”

“Don’t wait up,” Oakley utters, brushing past me.

Well, that settles that then. My cousin is a bigger tool than the one contained in his pants.

“By the way,” he calls out from the stairs. “The school admins are assholes. I doubt they’ll let you keep that blue crap in your hair.”

Highlights. They’re called highlights.

A smile touches my lips. I hope they hate my blue hair so much they refuse admission and I have no choice but to attend Royal Manor High instead.


Welcome to their kingdom...
I never thought I'd step foot in Royal Manor again.
But five years later, here I am...back to finish my senior year at Royal Hearts Academy.

And forced to face Jace Covington.
My first friend. First crush. First kiss.
The one I left behind.

Only—he isn't the same boy I gave my heart to.

This new Jace is as cruel as he is gorgeous.
And he's determined to make my life a living hell.
Along with the rest of his glorified family and crew of tyrants.

They expect me to worship the ground they walk on like everyone else, but I'd rather eat dirt.

If Jace Covington wants me gone...he'll have to try harder.
Because I've never been the kind of girl to play by the rules.


Ashley Jade loves to tackle different genres and tropes within romance. Her first loves are New Adult Romance and Romantic Suspense, but she also writes everything in between including: contemporary romance, erotica, and dark romance. Her characters are flawed and complex, and chances are you will hate them before you fall head over heels in love with them.

She’s a die-hard lover of oxford commas, em dashes, music, coffee, and anything thought provoking…except for math.

Books make her heart beat faster and writing makes her soul come alive. She’s always read books growing up and scribbled stories in her journal, and after having a strange dream one night; she decided to just go for it and publish her first series.

It was the best decision she ever made.

If she’s not paying off student loan debt, working, or writing a novel—you can usually find her listening to music, hanging out with her readers online, and pondering the meaning of life.

Check out her amazon page and Facebook page for future novels.
She recently became hip and joined Twitter, so you can find her there, too.
She loves connecting with her readers—they make her world go round’.



Tuesday, August 6, 2019

DNF Review for Drummer Girl by Ginger Scott


Arizona Wakefield was a beat without a melody. Living a half-breathing life in a half-finished neighborhood with parents who always wore half-hearted smiles, the high school senior only had one thing that let her color outside her family’s perfectly drawn lines—her drums.

Jesse Barringer was a song without a chorus. The son of a washed-up rock star who’s also one hell of a deadbeat dad, he was given two things from his father—musical genius and a genetic link to the bipolar disorder that drives him mad.

One night in a garage at the end of a cul-de-sac in the middle of a bankrupt California neighborhood, Jesse’s melody found Arizona’s rhythm. An angry boy with storm-colored eyes found a blonde angel in Doc Martens with missing lines in her own story. Where her rhythm stopped, his words took over, and together, they wrote one hell of a story.

REVIEW: DNF Review at 66%, skimmed to the end
"Calm covers storms."

This isn't an overly positive review, but it certainly isn't going to be a complaint filled one either. I feel like this one missed the emotional "mark" for me. I didn't have the connection I thought I could/should/would with this type of subject, but I fell in love with Jesse. With Jesse, I actually felt his depth and his pain. I felt his turmoil and heard his demons. Unfortunately, Ari felt a little blah to me, and I understand why - given what she went through, but she sort of hampered the experience of this whole book for me.

"Jesse has demons. I knew he did, but it still doesn't make it easy to watch someone battle them."

Dual POV - totally a missed opportunity in this book. Ooooobviously, that's myyyy opinion and it should never hold any weight, but I will say that I was seriously hoping for some insight into/from Jesse. Even though this wasn't his story to tell, I feel like it would have added another dimension to everything going on -given the fact that we had issues on both sides of the relationship. Clearly this was Ari's book, her story, her journey. But man! I would have loved to have heard from his jump into his psyche and heard from him first hand.

That doesn't mean this wasn't good, it just wasn't amazing for me. It didn't really hold my interest, and for the depth of the subject matter, it had the ability to hold me captive. While it did for some parts, it didn't in most other times because it felt as if it/they droned on. Just like with the cadence - it worked for me at some points, but others didn't quite jive, so it felt awkwardly paced, and very slowly at that. I just couldn't finish it and give it a glowing review. It wasn't for me. It was ok and it was leaning towards a 2-3 star review, but it started to bother me with regards to the pacing and what was seemingly filler in some spots, so I just didn't want to not like it. It was almost...dare I say, boring. I think I need to admit I was hoping above hope that this was the twist-me-up, amaze me kind of read that I was expecting. However, it felt very low-key even given the subject at hand, but maybe that's me putting too high of an expectation of "super emotional" on it. Sadly, her voice was too bland for this subject matter for me. Bred was my first read by Scott, and I knew how the original book "read", so I was just amazed and in love with that book, so I was hoping for more of an emotional connection with this one. But with this being a new story, it didn't have the same effect and it just kind of fell flat. Am I sad? No. Not exceptionally, because again, I did enjoy some of it. It was good - just not amazing, not really interesting enough to hold my interest.

But it's also not going to stay with me. Or is it? I am on the fence with this one. It felt very monotonous....there wasn't an inflection in the author's voice while I read, and I like the ups and downs of a journey when it's marred by personal struggles. So, overall, it felt like her voice didn't have the 'punch' I needed to actually dig deep within my emotional self to fall in love with this story. But Jesse and Ari had a relationship that made me smile. Their trust in each other was well noted and I love that Jesse knew he could lean on Ari as heavily as he did and vice versa. But when he was feeling the 'buzz', you could see it in every way and I loved watching his change/growth, but her patience for him was amazing to see.

"I give him my oxygen willingly."

I like the depth a manic character can give me because there is simply so much going on, so to be able to explore the inner workings of their mind, knowing it is an intense journey - I really like that side of it. Not really a spectacle, outside-looking-in kind of enjoy, but more of an admiration, or appreciation of how they can fall in love, but also feel the heaviness from one swing to another. One high to another low. It just adds a level of pause for me because I think it's beautiful to watch someone fall in love and when you're manic, that comes with a deeper, more considerable weight to it. Unfortunately, I didn't feel the heaviness I would have expected and that ruined the "mood" for me.

"His touch is like a dose of venom, and I'm mildly paralyzed."

Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling, Goodreads Choice Award and Rita award-nominated author of several young and new adult romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, This Is Falling, Wild Reckless, The Hard Count, Cry Baby and Bred.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has been writing and editing for a hella long time. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns. For more on her and her work, visit her website at

When she's not writing, the odds are high that she's somewhere near a baseball diamond, either watching her son field pop flies like Bryce Harper or cheering on her favorite baseball team, the Arizona Diamondbacks. Ginger lives in Arizona and is married to her college sweetheart whom she met at ASU (fork 'em, Devils).




Saturday, August 3, 2019

Book Review and Giveaway for The Guy On the Right by Kate Stewart

Strike One-My mother named me Theodore after her favorite chipmunk.

Not cool, Mom.

I‘ve spent most of my life answering to Teddy, because I couldn’t make Theo work.

Except for here. College. The place where all bets are off, and I’ve managed to redeem myself.
There’s only one problem, my new roommate, Troy, is football royalty and looks like he stepped off the set of an Abercrombie shoot.

Doesn’t matter, I cook a mean breakfast for his panty parade, and we get along well.
And anyway, this year I got the girl. And she’s perfect.

That’s right. Theodore Houseman, former band geek, now marching band rock star has finally landed the girl of his dreams.

Everything is perfect.

That is, until Troy takes a good look at her.

I’m not going down without a fight. As a matter of fact, I’m not going down at all. As glorious as these days may be for my all-star roommate, Laney is my end game. 

I may not know much about play strategy, but I’ve been the good guy my whole life. I’ve been listening and I know exactly what women want. Framed in a picture standing next to me, Troy may seem like Mr. Perfect, but he’s underestimating the guy on the right.

Spoiler alert: In this story, the underdog is going to win. 

"I might've fallen slowly, but I just landed impossibly deep."


First things first: when the honesty and depth of a love refuses to let you give up on its perfection, that is a telling sign. The beginning, middle, and happily ever after that Theo and Laney had was seriously so down to earth, and totally in line with "the underdog" story that Kate Stewart was trying to tell. Flawlessly, I might add. It was heartfelt comedy with some honest emotion, a lot of sass and hilarity, with a love story worthy of a smile. This story was definitely well told.

For someone who doesn't really enjoy RomComs, this book was a massively hilarious WIN for me!! I can't handle the overly dramatic, super pushy, terribly forced melodrama that's awkwardly placed to garner laughs in between the real story at hand in many of the RomComs I've come across, so I've ultimately pulled away from them. The heroine is obnoxious or annoying, and that's not how I want "quirky" portrayed. This one had NONE of the sorts. Absolutely perfectly timed hilarity at every corner. So freakin' funny! But not only was it funny, I'd be remiss if I failed to mention the sweetness and truth to their relationship. This wasn't sticky sweet....nothing like that. It was more like the truth about real men out there. Not an alpha, but definitely not a bowl-over. Theo was an everyday guy, but his heart sets him apart from the rest. So many minute things, so many small actions that made up the big picture, all of which Stewart mastered. From the hashtags to the Grannisms, the attention to detail was smile inducing fun.

I seriously smiled throughout the entire book. No lie. The banter between Theo and Laney was a very well cultivated atmosphere. It was clearly funny, but there was a comfort that was shared between the two of them that gave an air of ease. The way they met was the most perfect catalyst for this entire storyline and like any good comedian, things come back around full circle. Side-splitting laughter ensues from the first chapter on. Was some of it cheesy? In the entire scheme of things, I don't particularly think so but some may construe it as such because of the sweetness factor at some points. But it just made me smile from ear to ear.

"She only lives in the present with the pretense of later."

It was interesting to see how something so....platonic could morph into something so perfect. Now I know that my husband is my best friend and we like to hang out and do things with each other, but that's also how we started out as well. So not only was I able to put myself in Laney's shoes, but finding it so relatable in word form was just the icing on the cake. She was funny. She lived for herself and no one's boundaries and had a good head on her shoulders.

--> I am putting this out into the universe, but any of the side characters in this book could have their own stories and I will be the first in line to sign up to read them. #LivingMyBestBloggerLife

Maybe I love Kate. Maybe I love her storytelling abilities. But her delivery works for me. This one just worked for me in every possible way. Theo and Laney have a story that you can comfortably share with any reader, no matter their preferences. This one, gosh, it made me smile. It really did. The reality, the comedy, the TRUTH to it all. It was perfection. I highly, highly recommend this one!!

"We shouldn't fit, but we do, and our fit is nothing short of spectacular."


Kate Stewart lives in Charleston, S.C. with her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. A native of Dallas, Kate moved to Charleston three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, and declaring it her creative muse. Kate pens messy, sexy, angst-filled contemporary romance as well as romantic comedy and erotic suspense because it's what she loves as a reader. A lover of all things '80s and '90s, especially John Hughes films and rap, she dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for necessity only and does a horrible job of playing the ukulele. Aside from running a mile without collapsing, traveling is the only other must on her bucket list. On occasion, she does very well at vodka.




Thursday, August 1, 2019

Book Review and Giveaway for Depraved by Trilina Pucci


Savagery. Sin. Depravity—-these are my virtues.
My religion.

My name is Dante Sovrano, head of the Chicago Mob,
and I run this city.
Everyone bows down to me.

Except her.

The moment I saw Sarah, I knew she’d be trouble.
She’s fiery and cutthroat, wrapped up in a lickable package.

But there are dark secrets hiding behind those gorgeous blue eyes.

And I plan to know them all because she’ll have to make a deal with the devil to solve her problems.

Too bad the devil always takes your soul.
And I’ll be keeping it—
Because Sarah London is mine.

"You can only tempt me so much before I'll want it...and trust me, I'll get my way."

To be honest, I knew what I was getting myself into with this story. I mean, at least I thought I did. I fell hard for Luca and his mouth. The way he took care of Gretchen could make any woman pause and swoon, so he was holding rank as my favorite in the series. I know, I know...there were only two books out. But dammit! Trilina Pucci teased and tortured me with teasers for a while about Dante and I was becoming a little concerned about Luca holding that favorite spot. Like, do I admit defeat.....? <sigh> I melted over Dante and he will sit as my new, current favorite now. Maybe. Oopsy daisy. But, this also says that Pucci's storytelling is getting crisper and cleaner, and it's sucking me in and making me want more. I knew after reading Truth that I wanted to follow this series and the books have only gotten better and better with progression. I know we have a few more books to go, and as I get to know these guys a little more with each book, the more excited I become to dive deeper into their stories.

"See, following is easy. You just need the right man to lead."

But Dante. Oh, Dante, Dante, Dante. Talk about having difficulties in a relationship. Obstacles to overcome. I mean, blah blah blah - I can say it and we've all heard it before, but noooo, this is on a whole 'nother level. I can respect....that's such a crazy word, but I can respect the depth that Pucci put into these characters and it wasn't a surface level scratch when it came to underlying feelings. There was a growth, a symbiotic gain in knowledge and understanding that made me look beyond the words on the page. The feelings that I felt while seeing these two work through these battles, whether it be stubbornness (gotta love a stubborn man, equally as much as I love stubborn woman), or fear....and even extreme pain and emotional chaos. There was so much to dive deeper into with their backgrounds and their realities, and that added so much more to this storyline.

The dilemma Sarah was in was definitely a predicament for discussion. Girl was IN it. But her strength, and her unknown capacity for love was amazing to see blossom - but she was stronger than I anticipated her to be. But golly, that girl is a stubborn one. Won't lie - I loved it! She wasn't without reason, and I feel it was such a valid reaction anytime she whipped it out. I like when there is reality behind moments that are a cause for reflection, and this one made me feel deeper, made me sympathize even more.

"I can barely handle the emotions he's bathing me in. But we're dripping in it, soaked by our possession, cleaned by our need for one another."

Their chemistry was unmistakable!! So intense. The way a man carries himself is telling. The way Dante was written gave me a chill. His confidence was sexy AF - knuckle biting sexy. I was weak, completely powerless to Dante's magnetism and his strength in and out of the and out of the bedroom. He was all sorts of dangerously sexy wrapped up in a suit. With the back and forth these two had, Pucci skimmed this invisible line between dangerous, oh so well. I don't think I've ever read the literal definition of fire and ice...until now. With an Irish woman and an Italian man with "ties", what could possibly go wrong?

"A fighter until the end. Breaking her is going to be the highlight of my day."

Dante's world was darker, grittier and more evil in some ways than the first two. I really thought the actions and circumstances warranted it and it was written with great intention and buildup. I know I originally complained about the sex club aspect of this group of characters in my Truth review, yet it played seamlessly into this story as Sarah has worked in the club for a long while. This one fit more, to me. It was them. It was their world. But it was also their escape and the way they played had so much more meaning to it. I loved the vulnerability and the trust, but I also enjoyed their playfulness. It was such an odd mix with all the seriousness they possessed between the two of them, but it was also so fitting for their characters. Absolutely loved it.

My only issue with this one was that the time frame was very hard for me to follow. I kept trying to count the days in my head and work through that side of it - but I'm not sure it lined up for me. However, I will chalk that up to 'other' circumstances, maybe beyond my mental capacity at 2 am. Did it hamper my ability to enjoy it? No. Not even a little bit. It just made me stop and reflect on the days that passed while I read. Clearly this story kept me riveted to all the happenings and actions of these characters' lives and how this family goes hard and loves deep, without fail. Definitely gave me a deeper, perceived notion of love in a crime family like theirs as well and I found that fascinating. And I may have said "Oh dear" a few times.

This review would probably have been much better had it been a video one, but that'll never happen - but wide eyes and giggly smiles never translates well into word form for me, unfortunately. HAHA! I started this and didn't put it down. Truly the best one in the series so far, but Dante sure is putting up a fight for favorite brother. I fell hard for Luca, but Dante sure gave him a run for his money - I'm fairly certain I'm still debating it in my head. The use of Italian in this book was harder hitting than in Worship, but used in an entirely different context and I enjoyed that so much. It definitely didn't feel overused.

Pucci really has made this a true series of standalones, and I can say that truthfully. NOW, having said that....I loved getting to know Dante in Worship before reading this story because it gave me the buildup that set this whole story in motion. It kept me up way past my bedtime. It kept me engrossed throughout the day, and it was a nice escape into another realm of possibilities. And men. Possibilities and Men. HAHAHA!!

"I don't want to ever hear you ever say any other man's name other than mine. Not even God himself. I'll be the only one who owns your pleasure."

It all started when…

Trilina decided, 3 years ago, that between making grilled cheese sandwiches and running carpool she was going to write saucy novels for readers to titillate and excite them. She hasn't slowed down since!

Trilina has always had a love of writing; as a child she would journal and typically change the ending of whatever she was writing to suit her daydream. A knack for storytelling has translated into her debut, as an author, being met with rave reviews.

She lives in California where she multitasks the roles of wifey, mama and author. She hopes you enjoy her words and keep coming back for more!

Read Sexy, Stay Sexy!

xoxo, Trilina




Saturday, July 27, 2019

Book Review and Giveaway for Defying Gravity by KK Allen


Our greatest risk was the one we never took …

It was an accidental spring fling three years ago—one week spent in the mountains of Big Sur and no one was the wiser. Ignore the fact that Tobias James was my neighbor and my best friend’s older brother. Or that upon our return his hoop dreams were waiting for him, robbing us of any potential future we could have shared.

Now, I’m fulfilling my own dreams in L.A. and my biggest dream of all is about to come true. The last thing I expected was for my past and my present to collide.

Not now. Not here. Not him.

But he struts back into my life like he never even left. Unfortunately, I’ll never forget what happened after he did.

The ball is in my court, but Tobias isn’t below stealing—my power, my resolve, my heart… When he wants a second chance to reignite our connection, my answer is simple. We can’t.

Not unless we defy the rules our dreams were built on and risk everything.


“You know as well as I that you can’t put a label on what we are. We’re just Amelia and Tobias. We’re moon and earth, living among the stars and sun. We’re everything. And no matter the distance, we still make sense together.”

YES. YES. YES. I am smiling from ear to ear right now. For my second book by KK Allen, I have no need or desire to stop reading her words. She gives me a compelling love. She fills my heart with smiles. My eyes are seeing hearts. I am just so happy and enjoying this dance world she is giving me. I'm not the creative type, so I don't have any real comparison to that creative need to dance/write/create, so this book was such a great escape into the minds of two very determined lovers to not only better themselves, but also their "specialty". I fell head over heels in love with that aspect, as well as Tobias and Amelia.

I loved Amelia and Tobias so much. They had a love that not only could I feel, but I could connect with as well. One part that I seriously enjoyed, and previously enjoyed with Center of Gravity, was the interactive side of her books. There are links to click on to watch the videos that she is 'referencing' throughout the book and it makes the read that much more "real". What an inspiration - hands down. I loved "seeing" what she was explaining to me. The models she used were so spot on from her description that it gave the best visual - before, during, and after. It allowed me to "place" Amelia on the dance floor. It allowed me to "watch" Tobias on the court. It was a very visual experience for me this time, and it just made it that much more enjoyable for me. And, to be honest, they were what made the story come to life for me.

Tobias was everything and I mean that. He was such good book boyfriend material. He was strong, and intense. He was loving and bold. He was protective and sensitive. He really was the whole package. I really think Amelia complemented his demeanor very well. Amelia had a strength that should not go unnoticed, and it is a discussable one. She was very strong and determined. She was so giving of her heart, but stood by her convictions. She had everything he needed and wanted, and offered more than he understood. I loved their dynamic. This book was the love that I needed to read this week. I smiled throughout their love story, and I couldn't put it down. His love was PURE and I couldn't stop thinking about how he took care of her and comforted her...just as she did him. I adored their relationship - on every level. And their banter was next level. LOVED that part.

"He was watching me with the same eyes I drowned in whenever he was near."

I did feel that there was a wordy vibe to this story, which made it feel longer. But, not that it was too wordy - I know I'm contradicting myself, but work with me. It was a much slower pace than I usually read so it wasn't a quick paced read. While I generally enjoy a slow build, sometimes it feels longer than it should. BUT....if that's the only thing I can complain about, then I think I'm golden because I got caught up in their storyline and their love affair. It truly was a wonderful read.

Amelia and Tobias had real insecurities and real drama play out. It wasn't fluff and immature/childish actions, which I could completely appreciate. It was a journey towards their destination, for sure - and not easy, by any means. The characters were young and acted age appropriate, but were wise beyond their years in some aspects. Love pushed them, and that's the kind of love I seek. I want that push, the one thing that drives them to not only take care of their lover, but themselves as well. Decisions and lessons were learned, but it was worked into the story effortlessly. The craving and the need these two characters had, the pull and the intensity....I really felt it in this one, but in such a way that I felt it deep within. The coil of anticipation was there, and the devotion that Tobias and Amelia had for each other wasn't without turmoil, but was embedded deep within their souls. I liked it!! I liked it a lot.

"You forget my profession. I'm not above stealing. Try to resist me, Amelia."

The temperament she created in these characters was so relatable on many different levels. While I haven't ever had to deal with the world that was handed to Tobias, I was able to feel his pain and confusion even though I didn't understand the depth of his anger or pain on a personal level. While I don't have a creative bone in my body, I would love to move like Amelia does....but a back surgery reminds me I'm not nimble enough to dance like that, so couch dancing it is for me! It's this style of writing that reminds me that I have found a voice in KK Allen that I can sink into and really enjoy. This story gave me all the feels and the thoughts that I am not sure I would have ever really given any honest thought to, yet she gave me a perspective that I was able to understand and appreciate for the experience she gave me. I am loving the stories she's given me so far and I really want to read more by her. I should probably read the books I've purchased of hers....ya think?

I just really enjoyed this book. It was a smooth, easy read and was a lot of fun. The free prequel, Falling From Gravity is a fun little read, but definitely not necessary to enjoy the book in full. It gives some background on their relationship and gives us a deeper look into how they began and fell in love, but you can feel the chemistry just from reading this book.

By the way.....this title was perfection.

"If kissing was a language, then Tobias and I spoke it fluently."

Check out the FREE prequel, Falling From Gravity

If I hadn’t considered Amelia dangerous before, I certainly did now. She wasn’t anything like I had expected. Even after all these years—of living so close to her, of listening to her giggle with my sister in the bedroom next to mine—I hadn’t given much thought to my sister’s best friend.

But in the span of one week, everything had changed.


** Falling from Gravity was originally released in the Spring Fling Anthology ** 

ALL THE FEELS!!! These teasers are LIFE!!


K.K. Allen is an award-winning Contemporary Romance author, University of Washington Alumni, and Seattle Seahawk fan!!

K.K.'s debut romance novel, Up in the Treehouse, was named the Best New Adult Book of the Year by RT Book Reviews, an honor beyond belief! Named the Queen of Angst by her readers, K.K. promises to take your emotions on an epic ride every single time with very real, coming of age romance stories.

At age twelve, K.K. picked up a pen and wrote her first novel, a YA rock star romance that will never see the light of day :) She continued filling notebooks until she was finally ready to share her work with the world.

K.K. currently lives in central Florida with her son, works full time as a Digital Producer by day, and writes every other waking hour.