Friday, November 25, 2016

Book Review for Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll by Sawyer Bennett


When you’re a rock god, fame and fortune are your two best friends, but they can be fickle bitches. Everyone wants a piece of me and I have no clue how to deal with it all. I’m being sued, pressured to sign contracts, and fending off rabid women who want to steal my virtue.
Well, not that I really have any virtue, but still… my life has turned completely bat-shit crazy.

That’s why I need Emma Peterson. She got me out of a bit of a jam once, and I know she can do it again. The only problem is that sweet, prim and totally straight-laced Emma doesn’t want anything to do with me. Not professionally, and certainly not personally.

It’s not that I want her in that way. Let’s be realistic… it would take a crow bar of epic proportions to get her to spread those legs for me.

No, I only want her legal expertise and for her to make sense of my crazy world. It’s a good thing I have just the leverage to make her do my bidding, because her refusal is not an option.

*Sexy Lies and Rock & Roll is a hot, romantic comedy stand alone.

"I think Miss Emma Peterson's ordered little world is going to be shaken up soon, and I can't wait to see how she handles it."

Seriously....Evan!!! Oh, Evan. <sigh> He was all parts man, cocky, sexy and funny. I loved that he got into the position he did, because his "needing" a lawyer made for a fun and sexy book to read!!

This book reinforced what I love about Sawyer Bennett's writing. It was an easy, smile inducing read. I love her books and love that I know I can escape into them and am guaranteed a smile. This book did exactly that. It was a quick read, a one day kinda thing, but it flowed easily and the story was well rounded. So necessary after the CrAzY week we just had, and it was most definitely welcome after the troubles with books I've had recently. I am *SO* happy!

I loved these two! He had a dirrrrrty, he made me smile. It was fun to see him turn her out. She was prim and proper and he was a sweetheart, but a dirrrrrty talker! I feel like they were the best balance for each other, and I love when you find 'the one' that balances you out. It's just right. And Evan was such the gentleman too. He didn't know how much she meant to him, but he had a fierce feeling to protect her and I loved seeing that in him. He knew before he really knew.

Midge Payne!!! People, we got more Midge!!! I love that Sawyer brings back characters from other books to play a role. It's a little treat!! That book gave us a little blip that was certainly most fun to read about, but do NOT worry; this is a complete standalone and you don't have to read Friction in order to understand anything. I promise.

This was a fun standalone and as always, Sawyer Bennett's story allowed me to escape for a little bit.


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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, Sawyer Bennett is a snarky southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating in her head. Her husband works for a Fortune 100 company which lets him fly all over the world while she stays at home with their daughter and three big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn't have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk chocolate.

Sawyer is the author of several contemporary romances including the popular Off Series, the Legal Affairs Series, the Last Call Series and the Carolina Cold Fury Hockey Series.



Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Book Review for Filthy Rich by Raine Miller


Billionaire Caleb Blackstone lives in the glamorous world of wealth and success, with every material luxury. But the moment he sees Brooke Casterley, none of that matters. Caleb is filled with a raw, undeniable need that he can’t ignore...for a girl who is so completely different from everything and everyone he’s ever known.

Only Brooke isn’t looking for love. She knows all too well just how much damage the wrong guy can do. Still, what sane, broke British girl can resist the charms of an incredibly sexy, chivalrous billionaire? What starts as flirtation quickly turns into all-consuming passion. Nothing could have prepared her for the searing heat of Caleb’s touch—or just how much she craves him.

Their whirlwind romance is the stuff of high-society fantasy—but for every moment of pleasure, there is a cost. Past mistakes and tragedy shadow them both...and falling for him might be the kind of trouble she can’t afford.

"Hadn't known it was possible for someone to steal your heart without even knowing they'd done it."

First and foremost, this needs to be said: the ease in which Raine tells a story is very evident. This book flowed and I sincerely felt the chills, multiple times, and the cheesiest grins were had. Feeling wrapped up in their passion wasn't difficult at all and she wrote with an intensity that I love seeing. This was all sorts of insta-love done just right for me.

Let's get this out of the way: Caleb left me smiling because he was dreamy. Her words sang his praises.

While her storyline was a fairytale of sorts that I absolutely adored, I want to discuss the characters because that is what I loved about this book. Her characters were brought to life with such depth and personality, they were easily likable and relatable. Having said that; I wasn't in love with Brooke in the beginning, absolutely NONE of her doing, but there was something that didn't allow me to warm up to her immediately. It took me a little bit of time. However, once we "figured out" what was going on with her, I was immediately able to reflect and understand her better. I loved her. I loved her proper English and the way she talked and the way they talked to each other. I loved her demeanor and I loved how she loved Caleb.

Caleb. Caleb, Caleb.....Caleb. He is what dreamy men are made of!!! He made me sigh on multiple occasions. He was the epitome of a strong man. He wasn't, to me, the typical "hardened on the outside, soft on the inside" kinda guy. No. To me he was the softy on the outside, and had a magnificent strength deep within his core. What I mean by that is he was always so aware of what she needed in order to be happy....he projected strength and a sweet, but firm hand to care for her at all times. But deep within his soul, he was protective and over the top, and that was something that he took immense pride in. He was all man and he gave me goosebumps and giggly grins. He was equal parts OTT, kind and caring, sensual and sexy.

The relatability is always huge for me, whether it's characters, storyline or drama. I don't like not being able to relate to the characters and I have to say Raine nailed the cheesiness to Caleb because we ALL know when we first fell in love, our men were giddy just like we were. But Caleb's giddiness had a very masculine strength to the cheesiness....I loved it!! It's how you know it's true love. You say and do the sticky sweet stuff with each other. Raine gave me all that giddy stickiness again...sounds gross, but I know what I mean. HA!!

Raine easily set up the next few books with this one. Excellent, because there are many more stories to be told. I, I NEED Lucas' story. I need it. What a great book to come out with after being away for a few years....we are all so lucky to be able to read her stories that bring us an intensity in love that we all love to read.

Love simply was.


Raine Miller has been reading romance novels since she picked up that first Barbara Cartland book at the tender age of thirteen. And it's a safe bet she'll never stop, because now she writes them too! Granted Raine's stories are edgy enough to turn Ms. Cartland in her grave, but to her way of thinking, a hot, sexy hero never goes out of fashion. A former teacher, she's now writing sexy romance stories full time. She has a handsome prince of a husband, two brilliant sons, and two bouncy

Italian Greyhounds to pull her back into the real world if the writing takes her too far away. Her sons know she likes to write stories, but gratefully have never asked to read any, thank God! Raine loves to hear from readers and to chat about the characters in her books. You can contact her at or visit to sign up for updates and her newsletter with links to upcoming books. Join us on Facebook at the Raine Miller Romance Readers group here:




Monday, November 21, 2016

Excerpt for J.C. & the Bijoux Jolis by Katy Regnery


“You must be the famous Libitz,” he’d opened, taking his assigned seat beside her, and flashing his sexiest grin. 

After all, if she was his chosen conquest for the weekend, there was no time like the present to work his wiles. Wearing a simple black sheath dress with aqua circles, 70s-style mod make-up and oversized silver and crystal chandelier earrings that almost brushed her thin shoulders, she’d turned to him and blinked those wide, all-seeing eyes. 

“And you…must be kidding.” 

Taken aback, he’d stared at her for a second before chuckling. “Wha—I mean, how’s that?” 

“Let’s start over,” she said, cocking her head to the side. “Here’s your line, Romeo: “Hi, I’m Étienne’s brother, Jean-Christian. It’s nice to meet you.” Want to give it a try?” 

He cleared his throat, his smile fading. “Hi, I’m Étienne’s brother, Jean-Christian. It’s nice to meet you.” 

She locked eyes with his, her lips neutral, neither tilted up nor down. “Hi. I’m Libitz Feingold, Kate’s best friend…and it’s not cold enough.” 

“What?” asked J.C., feeling completely turned around.  "It’s not cold enough in hell for me to fall for someone like you,” she said, then shifted back around to talk to the person on her other side. 

Well, fuck me, thought J.C., taking another gulp of beer as he tried to figure out if he was insulted or impressed. After a moment, he nudged her in the side with his elbow and she looked at him over her shoulder, her expression annoyed. 


“I hear the temperature’s dropping there,” he said casually, then added, “because they’re expecting a visit from you.” 

"Ha!” she chortled, a genuine grin brightening her eyes for a moment before she quickly reigned it back in to practiced ennui. “Is that right?” 

He shrugged, tipping his bottle of beer back as he held her eyes, challenging her to come back at him with something clever. “So I heard.” 

“From all the friends you’ve got there?” 

He almost spit his beer out. Damn, but she was quick. 

"Truce?’ he asked, placing his beer on the table and holding out his hand. 

She stared at his hand for a moment, then looked away, leaning forward to pick up her champagne glass and bringing it slowly to her lips. “No, thanks. Mama didn’t raise no fool.” 

“You’re unreal.” She shook her head, that bored look still in place. 

"Nope. I’m real. I’m just not a good target for charming scamps looking for trouble.” 

"A target? Shit. Who got to you?” he asked, feeling a little abused by her insta-judgement of him without actually getting a chance to know him in person. Not that she was wrong exactly.

But getting into trouble with the right person could be a hell of a lot of fun. 

“The list is long and distinguished,” she shot back. 

His eyes widened and his lips wobbled. 

“Oh, God,” she said, shaking her head as her cheeks bloomed an appealing pink under her make-up. “I walked right into that one didn’t I?” 

“Yes, you did,” said J.C. with what he hoped was a disarming grin. “All together, now…” 

“So’s my Johnson,” they said at the same time, quoting the rebuttal line from Top Gun. 

“Hey, look at that,” he said, still smiling at her. “You do know how to have fun. I was beginning to worry.” 

Her smile instantly faded. “You’re not as cute as you think you are.” 

"Yeah,” he said, nodding as he finished the last of his beer. “I am.”



Did you fall in love with The English Brothers? Were you hot for the Winslows? Katy Regnery’s New York Times bestselling Blueberry Lane series continues with The Rousseau siblings in 2016!

If the best man and maid of honor are both single, it’s practically an unwritten rule that they should pork.

…so begins a rocky acquaintance between Jean-Christian “J.C.” Rousseau and Libitz Feingold at the wedding of J.C.’s brother and Lib’s best friend. While manslut best man J.C. is surprised when maid of honor Libitz soundly spurns his advances, his curiosity is piqued. The girl he couldn’t have becomes the only one he wants.

So, when he finds a seventy-year-old portrait in the attic of his sister’s mansion that bears an uncanny resemblance to the prickly gallery owner, he enlists her help in solving a mystery seven decades in the making. Traveling from Philadelphia to New York to Marseille, a couple who started off as enemies will discover that even cynics can find true love…and mortal man is no match for destiny.

Get to know the families of Blueberry Lane!

*All books in The Blueberry Lane Series can be enjoyed as standalone novels.*

Katy Regnery, award-winning and Amazon bestselling author, started her writing career by enrolling in a short story class in January 2012. One year later, she signed her first contract for a winter romance entitled By Proxy. 

Now exclusively self-published, Katy claims authorship of the multi-titled Blueberry Lane Series which follows the English, Winslow, Rousseau, Story and Ambler families of Philadelphia, the four-book, bestselling a modern fairytale series, the standalone novel, Playing for Love at Deep Haven and a standalone novella, Frosted. 

Katy’s first modern fairytale romance, The Vixen and the Vet, was nominated for a RITA® in 2015, and four of her books: The Vixen and the Vet (a modern fairytale), Never Let You Go (a modern fairytale), Falling for Fitz(The English Brothers #2) and By Proxy (Heart of Montana #1) have been #1 genre bestsellers on Amazon. 

Katy lives in the relative wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut, where her writing room looks out at the woods, and her husband, two young children, and two dogs create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories begin at home.



Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Excerpt for Tough Luck by Liv Morris

Amelia and I move farther into my hotel room. She claims we need to go over something for tomorrow’s Beauty and The Baller show, but we said good night twenty minutes ago. If work is an excuse for her being here after hours, we’re in unchartered territory.

“You caught me just getting out of the shower.” Amelia’s gaze trails over my bare abs, then down to the towel wrapped around my hips. “Better turn around, unless you want an eyeful.” To my surprise, she moves closer instead of turning away.

“Seen one. Seen ’em all,” she singsongs, looking at me with a gleam in her eyes.

“Right,” I scoff, knowing she’ll be changing her mind about that soon. “Okay, you’ve been warned.” I drop the towel, letting it fall to the floor. When she gasps, I smile and shake my head. Just like I thought.

“Wow. You’re...” Amelia exclaims while staring at my dick with wide eyes.

“Like a horse.” I leave out the word “hung” as drool forms at the corner of her open mouth.

“I’ve seen bigger.” She narrows her eyes, but they travel downward, landing on my semi-hard salute. She licks her lips and bites down on the plump lower one.

“I bet parts of me are more than you can handle,” I tease, pointing downward to the goods.

“Don’t be silly, Bryce. I’m an overachiever.” Her chin tilts up in defiance, but it sounds like she wants to prove me wrong. After all, being an overachiever requires taking on a big task and completing it.

I watch the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Add her darkened green eyes, and it sums up to one thing: she wants me too, but will she admit it?

God knows I can’t fight what I feel for her anymore, especially with her standing before me in a tight black dress, her blond hair spreading over a killer rack. Yeah, the game’s over for me—and she won.

I don’t just want her. I crave her.


There’s one rule in reporting: don’t ever fall in love...
When Amelia Adams tells everyone my days as Chicago’s quarterback are over, I vow never to give her another minute of my time—until the team owner sees an empty stadium, and forces us together on a reality show in hopes of filling the seats.

When Bryce Luck becomes my assignment, I swear his brown eyes and dimpled smile won’t make my knees weak—that I’ll keep a professional boundary. But I can’t fight this attraction, especially when he whispers sweet nothings in my ear and promises to do a million dirty things to me when the cameras stop rolling.

When the show is over, and the game’s been played, will our love become a reality? Or are we just out of luck?

Hard Luck (Book One) AVAILABLE NOW & FREE ON Kindle Unlimited!

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Chicago's 3rd baseman, Brady Luck has a his pants! And there's only one woman who can fix IT!

I've been called it all. Slugger. Hot shot. MVP. I was the real deal, baby. The diamond was my battlefield and women were the victory celebration. My "Lucky" streak was a given on and off the field.

Then I slept with the wrong woman and she cursed me, literally. Turned my game upside-down in the ballpark...and bedroom. Now my team is paying the price.

My last hope is Cali Jones, A smart and sexy physician assistant. Her Midas touch may fix my swing, repair my equipment. But will she agree to a fake engagement and help me cure my hard luck?

USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she's planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing. 

Represented by Rebecca Friedman of the Rebecca Friedman Literary Agency.



Sunday, November 13, 2016

Review for Night Fever Serial by Jessica Hawkins

This is a SERIES review and the series overall gets a 4.5 star rating. I wont be rating these individually, but the series was FANTASTIC. 

I ★loved★ this series. Absolutely loved it. These books had so much going for them that I couldn't wait for more.

✔ I got Angst
✔ I got Drama
✔ I got more Angst
✔ I got serious Sexiness
✔ I got even more Angst
✔ I got Pain, Love, Anger and Joy
✔ I got an Alpha that didn't know when to QUIT!

Did I mention that there was some angst here....because there was a tad.  I got it all and this series was awesome!

Jessica Hawkins is a must-read author for me. I recommend her books on a daily basis, at least....and I always hear back good results. Her books are full of angst and alphas. Alphas that go after what they want, don't listen to others and make their own decisions. No matter how much crap they have to go through.

The Night Fever series was just that. A man that has found his kryptonite and wont accept the obvious. Lola was the one. The one that brought him to his knees and made him beg for more, but he wasn't going to accept it. He wasn't going to allow his vulnerability to show. He had no weaknesses and he could do whatever he wanted, because he had the power and the wealth to back him up.


~ Lola's power over him wouldn't go away just because he wished it would. That was becoming obvious.~ 

I love that we were dragged through the dirt with this one....we got deep and intense when the feelings started to emerge. All of the sudden, walls needed to break down. All the barriers: pity, pride, self preservation; all that stood in Lola and Beau's way to love, that had to break down into the very depths of their souls to truly move on and to love. Lola and Beau fought something that was indisputable. Undeniable. REAL. I really enjoyed seeing this side of the agreement that didn't go according to 'contract'.

~But if this is insanity, I like it here. Fuck, do I like it.~ 

This series is the perfect weekend will get swallowed up and wont be able to put the book down. I could NOT pull myself away from these books. I made dinner, fed the kids and went to my room to finish. It's the type of series that you want to want to just let your heart absorb the words. I can't recommend this series enough and want everyone to read it!!

Did I like the ending? Big fat NO. It ended too quickly and I wanted to soak it all in.....<sigh>. So good. Just so good. The emotions that Jessica evokes in me....aaack!! They just move me. I love the way she writes. It's so easy to follow and I can appreciate the depth that she tries to convey. Easily. Magnifique.

~Ma Chatte~
Jessica Hawkins grew up between the purple mountains and under the endless sun of Palm Springs, California.

She studied international business at Arizona State University and has also lived in Costa Rica and New York City. To her, the most intriguing fiction is forbidden, and that's what you'll find in her stories. Currently, she resides wherever her head lands, which is often the unexpected (but warm) keyboard of her trusty MacBook.



Saturday, November 12, 2016

Book Review for Lucas by Jay McLean


In a sprint, every millisecond counts. 
When you’re waiting for love, those milliseconds can feel like eons.

High school senior Lucas Preston has it all: star of the track team, a scholarship waiting for him, an apartment to himself and a revolving door of girlfriends. He also has an older sister, five younger brothers and a father who relies on him to make sure those brothers don’t kill each other.
His saving grace? Lois “Laney” Sanders, a girl he started to fall in like with when he was just eleven.
A girl who became his best friend, his confidant, his courage.

It took only sixteen clicks and eight seconds for Lucas to realize that his like for Laney had turned into love.
Eight life-changing seconds.
It’s also the exact length of time it took to lose her.

"....her touch is like oil, and my pain is the water. She creates a divide when I could be drowning."

For a FIRST book by a new to me author, I am seriously in love! I will have to read ALL the book now...ALL of them. This was a perfect example of an author changing my mind on the types of books/genres I will read. I am not a YA reader, and have generally refused to read it, but this book definitely made me smile and want more. Even though this was classified as NA, I am not sure I would classify it as that either. It was on a flirty line with YA vs NA. Either way, I loved it and canNOT wait for more!!

This book introduced us to a whole clan of Prestons and I genuinely feel like part of the family now. I feel like I have grown up with them, learned their personalities and am emotionally invested in them and their futures. I will emphatically tell you that you need to start this book because the groundwork was laid for an amazing series with this one....and the writing was exceptional, so I know I have some amazing stories to look forward to. I felt the newness of a first love, the giddiness of first meetings, and the excitement of wanting to see them more. I also felt the heartbreak when things didn't work out as planned, making them realize that life is actually happening and they need to learn to live life. I loved the outlook this story gave me, and I loved experiencing a first love all over again through innocent eyes. Blissfully enjoyed it.

I am seriously in love. I loved Jay's flow, her pace, her innocence and the characters. All of it. It touched on a serious issue, but also glossed over others. But, most importantly, it showed a lot of love within a family that faced serious circumstances and it showed the strength in a loving and hardworking family. OMG. Perfection...I loved this. No angst, even though I got a few anxiety pangs for Lucas...but I think those were excitement for the 'what ifs' we were facing.

I feel.....happy. I feel calm and just plain sigh-worthy happy. I never questioned anything, I never rolled my eyes, I never felt like something was stupid. I just read it and immersed myself in this busy world and got lost in it. I loved that about this book. I can't wait to read more about this Preston bunch, and this will be a series I will follow to the end. I loved the way Jay set us up for more with the brothers. Perfection. I want, yesterday....immediately. So good. This book is worthy of every single five star review.

Thank you to Amy at Garden of REden for suggesting and recommending Lucas and Jay McLean to me. Thank you!

Always learning.

Jay McLean is an international best-selling author and full-time reader, writer of New Adult Romance, and most of all, procrastinator. When she’s not doing any of those things, she can be found running after her two little boys, playing house and binge watching Netflix.
She writes what she loves to read, which are books that can make her laugh, make her hurt and make her feel.

Jay lives in the suburbs of Melbourne, Australia, in a forever half-done home where music is loud and laughter is louder.




Thursday, November 10, 2016

Excerpt for Jaded Hearts by Harper Sloan


Signing with the record company of our dreams should have been the best thing that ever happened to us.

And it was…for a short while anyway.

While the glitz and glamour of the fame’s promise was shining as bright as our stage lights we could forget where we came from and live in the glory. The money bought us every happiness we ever craved. Those false securities that you think will make your life better. The instant friends, lovers—you name it—would do whatever we asked just to spend a second in our presence.

We had it all.

The only problem was when we had those quiet moments in between the insanity.

When we were slapped in the face with the reality that all we really had—all we could count on—was each other.

My brother, Weston, is the only constant I’ve ever had in my life. He’s the person that I know will never let me down and will always be my biggest support. We grew up with parents that hated us. Really…it sounds ridiculous, the notion that parents could hate their children, but ours did … no, do. They made no secret of it when we were younger.

And they continue to attempt to pick at our very souls like the vultures that they are.

My earliest memory of them is somewhere around third or fourth grade. That was the year that they seemed hell-bent on reminding us that we had ruined it all for them.

Constant screams and verbal lashings.

According to them, they were on the edge of fame and then we came along and it all went down hill. Even now, I still can’t understand how they came up with that logic.

How we were to blame for their reckless behavior. The same reckless behavior that, in reality had ruined whatever path they might have traveled. It has nothing to do with us, but to them, we were essentially their bad luck.

When we hit middle school it got worse, but only because they knew that they could leave us for long periods and we wouldn’t die.

Our parents, like us, were born to be stars…or at least they assumed they were and they had no qualms about reminding us that fact daily. Unfortunately for them, they lacked the drive and ambition to never back down until they had everything they ever wanted. The first challenge that was thrown in their path they decided to take the low road full of scavengers and sinners.

Like I said, vultures through and through.

Our dad knocked up mom in the early eighties, when big hair rock bands were all the rage and theirs was seconds away from signing the record deal that would make their careers.

Then they found out about us.

The twins that ruined it all.

And all those long nights performing in whatever local hole they could find, bouncing from town to town just waiting for their big break was washed away.

Mom was no longer the singer that men would lust over. Not when we ruined her body. And our dad was so deep in the bottle I’m not sure he realized he was swimming in it. Again, something that was blamed on us.

When their band fell apart, they decided hating us was almost easier than hating each other. They had a common goal in their blame and right or wrong, to them we would never be anything other than a reminder of why they aren’t living their dream.

Their band mates obviously didn’t share the same bond that Weston and I have with Jamison and Luke. God forbid I ever found myself in a position like my parents had been in, I know my boys would band together and the show would go on.

Because for us, this is it.

This is our future’s promise of a better life and even if for me it’s starting to look like more of a curse than a promise, it’s something that we would die before we gave up.

Unfortunately for me, I’m pretty sure that there are a few people that would love to make that happen.

I’m getting ahead of myself. You’re probably wondering who am I.

I’m no stranger to you. I’m on every magazine cover. You open social media and I guarantee you there is a sponsored post about my group. Turn on the radio, boom – there we are.

I’m everywhere.

I’m Wrenlee Davenport, lead singer of Loaded Replay, and I’ve learned the hard way that there is plenty of people in the world that would love to have a piece of me, but they don’t give one shit about the person behind the voice.

They see the persona. The fake me that the record label loves to market as the sexy singer with the body of a sinner and the voice of a saint, but for me—I’m probably always going to be that stupid little girl that believes that my prince charming will come riding in on his black horse—because really, black horses are so much more badass than white ones—and prove to me that every little jaded piece of my heart is worth loving.

And he will love me for me.

For Wren.

Not the Wrenlee that, for more times than I care to admit, has to drink herself stupid just to face this fucking life I’m living.

Yeah… fame and fortune is far from everything I ever dreamed it was.

It’s my own personal hell and I pray that there’s something or someone out there that can prove to me that the world isn’t screwed because the majority of humanity is too busy licking the windows on the outside to see the beauty behind it. All they care about is what’s at face value when what matters is skin deep.

I should feel bad for prince charming. My knight in tarnished armor. Because he’ll have one giant battle on his hands to make me believe that there might be someone left out there that doesn’t just want a piece of me.



Signing with Brighthouse Records was supposed to be everything we ever wanted—our better life. Our chance at everything we never had but always wanted. All our dreams would finally come true and we were on top of the world. It was our chance at the happiness we never had in life.

Our every desire was at our fingertips and the power of that feeling was all consuming. But then it took every dream we thought would come true and it slapped us in the face with the cold hard reality.

Dreams were just that…something that floated on the cusp of untouchable, taunting you with every graze of your fingertips before slipping even further away.

Happiness…that feeling is a joke.

In the end it became painfully obvious that each of us would always have each other, but we would forever be alone.

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Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed 'Estrogen Ocean', much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero­­the super alpha kind!

Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn't take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.



Sunday, November 6, 2016

October 2016 New Releases

October is FULL of some serious swoon. Check out the books that have released that caught my eye:

Four Letter Word by J Daniels:

Irresistibly Undeniable by Zoey Derrick:

The Player by Claire Contreras:

Sugar Free by Sawyer Bennett:

Chasing the High by Beth Michele:

Black Swan Affair by KL Kreig:

Harley & Rose by Carmen Jenner:

Honor by Jay Crownover:

Tonic by Staci Hart:

A Love Letter to Whiskey by Kandi Steiner:

Tempting Tristan by Melissa Foster:

Touching Down by Nicole Williams:

One Step Closer by Kahlen Aymes:

Written in our Scars by Adriana Locke:

Royally Screwed by Emma Chase:
My review:

Megaballs by Erin Noelle:

Marry Me Mad by Katy Regnery:

Beard Science by Penny Reid:

Scoring the Billionaire by Max Monroe:

This Isn't You, Baby by K Webster:

The Fix Up by Kendall Ryan:

The Negotiation by Sandi Lynn:

American Queen by Sierra Simone:
My review:

Delve by Jacob Chance:

The Bachelor Auction by Rachel Van Dyken:

I had some wins and some losses this month in terms of books enjoyed. I DNF'd a lot more than I normally do, and that made me a little sad. Here's to hoping that November gives me a pick-me-up!!

Saturday, November 5, 2016

Book Review: Mr. President by Katy Evans

He's won the hearts of millions. But is he willing to lose his?

I met the president’s son when we were both young. Matthew Hamilton was handsome, polished, and intelligent. I’d never met a guy like him.

He promised me that he’d never run for president. I promised that if he did, I’d be by his side.

Three terms later, an invitation to join Matthew Hamilton’s campaign is the most exhilarating opportunity I’ve ever experienced. I'm determined to make a difference; he is determined to win.

Focused on his goal, Matt is steadfast, ruthless, and disarming. All eyes are on him and his popularity is surging. But soon, the next possible president of the United States is possessing me in more ways than one—and despite the risks, I'm helpless to resist.

We're stealing touches, stealing moments, and stealing away at night. But our chemical connection is quickly becoming dangerously combustive, putting not only my heart, but Matt's chance at the presidency on the line.

Winning will take everything. Walking away will be the hardest thing of all.

REVIEW: 3.5 Stars
"She's been more concerned about a scandal than I have all this time. More concerned with making sure that the man the country sees is the one she makes me want to be."

I have been so excited for a political read and Mr. President by Katy Evans came at just the right time. Real was my first book hangover ever and I have always wanted more from her. The angst was there and the love was all consuming and powerful. I wanted that with this book....I hoped for it.

While I didn't feel the angst at all, I definitely felt the love in this one. Matt and Charlotte had a dangerous and insatiable pull and they didn't seem to be able to get enough of each other. You can actually feel the need between them. It's such a powerful pull that they both cannot deny it, whether they want to, or not....they simply cannot. Their desire surpasses any logic on all levels and you can feel the draw they have towards one another. This was a love that I wanted to see unfold and see how it went. I liked seeing what their attraction did to it made them act, speak and think. 

The characters were written well, overall. Charlotte was not a bitchy or whiny character, and for that I am grateful. She was a strong woman that thought quickly on her feet and she definitely had a good head on her shoulders. Matt was a swoony guy that had some unexpected goal changes based on what happened in his life and he was really commendable when it came to his character. He was sexy and determined and definitely a strong guy, based on what we know of him so far. I hope for a little more depth when we get the rest of the story on them though.

The downside, I felt, was the constant back and forth of the "Should I? I can't. Can I? I won't" between these two characters. Charlotte was admirable in her attempt to stay away for the good of his campaign, but her heart really couldn't do it...her mind couldn't either. I understand 100% why it was the way it was, but the back and forth was nerve grating at some point. The age gap between them definitely showed a few times as well, but I have always loved a forbidden love, be it age or job related. 

In the beginning, I felt the book was a tad bit slow and I didn't really start to enjoy it until around the 35% mark....but I knew it was going to pick up. I am glad I stuck it out because it was a good holdover book. Since this is a duet and not a standalone, I feel like I am in a holding pattern right now and will be able to better determine my feelings on the storyline and the book/series as a whole when I get the rest of the story. But, aside from the weird analogies, they very "odd" gift she bought for the dog (yes, that sticks out!!) and the minor timeline issues, this was an enjoyable book and I got really into it in some spots. 

I want to say....the sexy times were just that; SEXY. They were seriously HOT together. I do like that their relationship made me remember the first looks, the first touches and the giddiness after the first kiss. It also reminded me of the stupid risks we took just to steal time together. I am definitely looking forward to the rest of their story when it comes out in January 2017. Make sure to add Commander in Chief to your TBR:

"I'm running for the most powerful office in the land. Ironic that I can't promise something as simple as my love to her."

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Hey! I’m Katy Evans and I love family, books, life, and love. I’m married with two children and three dogs and spend my time baking, walking, writing, reading, and taking care of my family. Thank you for spending your time with me and picking up my story. I hope you had an amazing time with it, like I did. If you’d like to know more about books in progress, look me up on the Internet, I’d love to hear from you!




Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Book Review: American Queen by Sierra Simone


It starts with a stolen kiss under an English sky, and it ends with a walk down the aisle.

It starts with the President sending his best friend to woo me on his behalf, and it ends with my heart split in two. It starts with buried secrets and dangerous desires…and ends with the three of us bound together with a hateful love sharper than any barbed wire.

My name is Greer Galloway, and I serve at the pleasure of the President of the United States.

This is the story of an American Queen.

REVIEW: Enough to want to read more, but not enough to highly recommend. 
"Trust without truth isn't actually trust."

I have so many warring emotions with regards to my review of this book, which saddens me because I have loved everything I've read by Sierra so far. I love Sierra's words. Her stories give me depth and great characters and a backstory to sink my teeth into. Literally, you can easily read her books and know the characters like they were your friends. This book wasn't any different in that aspect....

Just in other ways.

Some scenes in the book were so uncomfortable to read as a reader that I was turned off. Not because they were necessarily 'disturbing', but because the BDSM aspect of this story was very demeaning on so many different levels. Also because I knew I couldn't ever do that or allow myself to be treated that way, so that was very uncomfortable for me. I have to allow myself to ponder that maybe it's because I don't understand/like/desire the harshness of that particular side of the lifestyle. I'm not sure, but it was slightly more uncomfortable than hot, and it was very hot in some scenes. Overall, while some of it was scorching hot a la Sierra's signature sexy side, some of it was absolutely disgusting to me, each his own.

Some scenes and they way they played out didn't make any sense to me AT ALL and I question why they were even thrown in there. I shook my head at the absurdity of some of them. I can't/won't really say here what they were because it will take away from the storyline, but if you don't catch them, then they didn't bother you. Easy enough. 

Finding out this was a series AFTER I decided to read it really bothered me. It wasn't listed on GR as a series originally. I will say that you can treat this book as a standalone....if you don't read the epilogue. And let's discuss that: we alllllll saw that coming a MILE AWAY and I don't understand why Greer was a complete doormat when it came to her conniving bitch of a cousin. That drove me absolutely NUTS

For all that negativity I was feeling, I couldn't stop reading...which drove me mad because I didn't understand why. I couldn't put it down. I just couldn't. Sierra commands your attention with her words. There is no doubt about her ability to weave a story that reels you in. She is a very good storyteller, whether the story is a little out there or not. Again, as crazy as it sounds and as harsh as this review sounds, it's Sierra. I will still read her and I will probably even follow this series along. I am also aware that my opinion is not a common one, nor will it be easily accepted and I completely respect that. 


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“I kept thinking about what I wanted to give you today for our wedding day, and honestly, Greer, there isn’t really anything I couldn’t give you. Jewelry or exotic vacations or rare editions of the books you love, anything I could have dreamed of, I could get for you—but they were just things. I didn’t want to get you a thing for a curio cabinet or a jewelry box. I wanted to give you something that you could carry with you through our new life together. Something that would make you a promise.”

The best man’s hand brushes up against my stocking-covered ankle and I gasp.

“What is it, princess?” Ash's low voice comes over the phone line.

“Embry…I mean, Ash, I—" I can't find the words just then, because Embry’s hand slides up my calf and everything stops. My thoughts, my feelings, my guilt—my world shrinks to Ash’s voice on the phone and the fingers moving past my knee and Embry’s face, so controlled. But lust and anger and determination are fissuring across that control, and I can see his wide pupils and the pulse pounding in his neck and the trembling of his lips.

What is happening? I think distantly to myself. What am I letting happen…and all while I’m on the phone with my soon-to- be husband?

And then the world slams back into motion, and I make a strangled noise, stumbling backwards, away from Embry. He starts to stand and come toward me, and I hold out one of my hands, moving backwards until my back is pressed against the floor-to- ceiling window overlooking the skyline.

Embry looks down at my shaking hand and then back up to me, those fissures in his control now full-on fractures, and he says, “Greer…”

“Don’t test me,” I whisper, not sure if I'm whispering to the groom or the best man. “Don’t test me like this.”

This isn't happening. I missed a connection somewhere, misunderstood something vital, because there is no way, no fucking way, that Ash is offering his best friend to me as some sort of wedding present. This is my wishful thinking turned toxic, this is my darkest fantasies turning into delusion—

“I want you to let Embry give you my gift,” Ash tells me. “While I listen. That’s what you’ll give me in exchange: every single moan, pant and cry will be for me.”

“You can’t be saying what I think you’re saying,” I say.

"Oh, don't worry, angel. I'll get something out of this for me too." 

I hear the dark roughness in his voice and I realize I'm so very, very wet.

“Close your eyes,” Ash orders.

I do, my panting somehow louder in my head when I can't see anything. The glass window against my back is cool and strong, just like Ash’s words in my ear.

“I know you’re wet. I know it like I know Embry is hard right now, just from the mere thought of touching you. You want it, don’t you? You want it so much that you’re shaking with the effort it’s taking to hold yourself back.”

“But I don’t want to hurt you.” It's my final plea, my final argument, my final grasp at some semblance of sanity. My skirts are almost up at my waist now, and I know the moment Embry catches sight of my delicate, hand-embroidered French panties because he takes in a sharp breath, as if punched in the gut.

“It all hurts,” Ash says. “It hurts watching you two watching each other. It hurts watching him with other people. There’s no part about this that doesn’t hurt, but what’s the alternative? Living without the pain means living without each other.”

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Sierra Simone is a former librarian who spent too much time reading romance novels at the information desk. She lives with her husband and family in Kansas City.