Tuesday 30 September 2014

**Blog Tour** Bound to the Past by Lauryn Michaels

After a terrible motorcycle accident causes Jack Turner total memory loss, discovering what has happened in his past becomes crucial to him. What is he doing back in Starville, the small Texas town he left behind many years before? And has he really murdered his adoptive father, as everyone seems to believe?

In a world full of doubts and misgivings, Jackʼs only certainty is Sara.

Novelist Sara Milano has been struggling with writer's block and blames it on her boring existence. The night she rescues mysterious Jack Turner on the road, however, she knows everything is about to change. Convinced of Jack's innocence and determined to use his turbulent story as an inspiration for her new novel, Sara decides to help him through his journey of discovering the truth.

As Starville's hostility toward Jack turns into hatred, unveiling the real killer's identity becomes a matter of life or death.

*** Authorʼs Note: “BOUND TO THE PAST” IS A STAND-ALONE NOVEL. The other books in the series need not be read to enjoy it. ***

After driving for a couple of miles, Sara took a right turn to enter a tree-lined country road. It was narrow, poorly paved, and a little bumpy, but it was a familiar shortcut she used often to get quickly into town. In fact, after living in big cities for so many years, sheʼd grown to appreciate its quiet isolation…until she heard a loud pop and felt a jerking from the steering wheel.

“Oh, no. No, no, no!” …Not a flat tire! Not this late at night, and not on such a remote road! Before she finished that thought, the car started to swerve and thump. Great. Just great. Sara had no choice but to pull off on the side of the road and get out of the car to assess the situation. Yep, it was definitely a flat tire.

A grunt slipped from her lips. For a moment, she debated calling her friend Brent for help but pushed that thought away. He had better things to do than rushing to her help every time she was in trouble. Besides, it was time she learned to do things by herself. Changing a tire couldnʼt be too hard, right? If other people did it, so could she. She only hoped the dull light from the few working street lamps would be enough for her to see, because the last thing she needed was to have to hold a flashlight while attempting to change her first tire.

Sara had just opened the trunk and grabbed the jack when she heard the loud rumble of an engine. She turned around with a relieved smile―but it faded as soon as she saw the huge, dark motorcycle approaching. She didnʼt know anyone who owned one like that in Starville.

“Awesome,” she mumbled. The only person coming by had to be a complete stranger. Her heart immediately sped at the implications of that thought. It was late at night, the road was dark, and she was about to be all alone with a stranger.

Whatever, silly. This was Starville. People here knew and helped each other. Yet she couldnʼt help sucking in a harsh breath as the motorcycle slowed down. If anything, she was still holding the jack. Probably not the most perfect weapon, but itʼd sure come in handy if this guy was coming with the wrong idea in mind.

“Need help?” the strangerʼs deep voice asked curtly as he killed the engine.

Squinting her eyes to focus them in the dim light, Sara swallowed hard. Screw the help; she could change the darn tire herself. “No, thank you. Iʼm sure I can”—the man slid off the bike and walked toward her—“manage,” she finished in a gasp as he stepped into the light.

He was a stranger, all right. Probably the most dangerous-looking one sheʼd ever seen. He was tall. Very tall. So much so that she had to tilt her head all the way back to look at his face, seeing as he towered over her five four by nearly a foot. Everything about him was dark, from the jeans he was wearing to the charcoal T-shirt and black leather jacket. Even his short hair and the faint stubble on his jaw were dark―not to mention his expression. But his eyes… Holy crap! They had to be the only bright thing about him. In fact, sheʼd never seen such a startling, intense shade of green before. And never had she thought that so much pain could be contained in a single pair of eyes. They looked…lost. Tormented.

Sara took a deep breath. She could have sworn this man had leaped straight out of one of her novels. Which wasnʼt necessarily a good thing.

Without a word, her dark knight walked to the car and crouched in front of the tire. Sara forced herself out of her stunned stupor. “I, uh, have a flat.” Duh.

He turned his head and gave her a long, piercing stare that made her squirm with unease. Then he stood, took off his leather jacket, and tossed it carelessly at the bike. “Got a spare?”

“I think itʼs in the trunk. But, look, you donʼt have to help…” Too late. He was already removing the spare tire and tools from the trunk.

Oookay. Sara stepped closer and passed him the jack, her nerves so tense that she almost dropped it in the process. “Thank you so much. I was going to change it myself, but I’ve never done it before, and thereʼs no telling how long it would have taken,” she said, trying to make conversation. For no reason, apparently, since he flat-out ignored her.

She watched him as he jacked up the car, fascinated by the play of muscles rippling in his arms and down his back. Oh, boy. She cleared her throat. “Iʼve never seen you ʼround here before. Are you new in town?”

His eyes darted to hers as he removed the flat tire and set it aside. “Kinda.”

Kinda? Sara frowned. While he did speak with a slight drawl, it wasnʼt pronounced enough to determine whether it might be from Texas. Not to mention he spoke too little. “Are you going to stay in Starville for a while?”

“Not sure yet.”

Hmm. Maybe he was on a business trip? Sara glanced at his motorcycle, then back at him. He definitely didnʼt strike her as a businessman. Perhaps he was here to visit a friend? Or a girlfriend? Her frown deepened as she tried to picture him with someone she knew in town. “My name is Sara, by the way. Sara Milano. I live a couple of miles from here.”

He shot her another brief look, then stood all of a sudden. Sara stared at him but didnʼt realize heʼd finished changing the tire until he placed the tools and the flat back into the trunk. He closed it with a slam and turned around, wiping his hands on the legs of his jeans. Her gaze followed the action in a daze. “I, um, have wipes in my purse, if you want.”

“Iʼm fine.”

Of course. Dark knights didnʼt care for sanitary wipes. And she should probably stop calling him that and ask what his name was. “Thank you so much again for your help, Mr.―”

“No problem.”

Sara suppressed an eye roll as he walked past her. Seriously? Now he was just being weird. Maybe he was running from the law and didnʼt want her to know his name. Then again, she doubted an outlaw would stop to help a damsel in distress. Oddly enough, though, his clipped answers and brush-off attitude only made her want to know more about him. He…drew her. The mystery writer in her was totally intrigued by his enigmatic persona.

She followed him quietly to his motorcycle, which she now noticed was a black-and-silver Harley Davidson. He was already putting his jacket back on. “Iʼm going to town for ice cream. Would you like to join me?” she blurted as he straddled the bike. “Itʼs the least I can do to thank you.”

Her offer must have surprised him, because his gaze snapped back to hers, and he raised an eyebrow. Sara was pretty sure she even saw a glint of amusement flash in his eyes. Evidently, dark knights didnʼt care for ice cream, either.

“I could buy you a drink somewhere, if you prefer,” she tried again. Yeah, a drink sounded better. He looked like a whiskey kind of guy―something dark and strong.

This time a ghost of a smile played at the right corner of his mouth, lifting it ever so slightly and revealing a dimple that caused a funny flutter in her stomach. Lord help her, she was a sucker for dimples!

“Maybe another time.” 

Sara sighed, trying to hide her disappointment as he backed up the motorcycle and started the engine. “All right, then. Thanks again.” It was the story of her life. Every good-looking man who crossed her path ended up bolting faster than she could say good-bye. With a little wave, she started walking back to her car.


She stilled. Her pulse zinged in response to the gravelly tone in which he said her name. And that slow, sexy drawl of his! She took another deep breath before turning around. “Yes?”

“Get that tire fixed as soon as you can. Itʼs not safe driving on a spare.”

“Oh.” Wow. That was the longest sentence he’d uttered since he’d arrived, and it wasnʼt even close to what Sara wished heʼd said. And to think that for a moment sheʼd hoped he might have changed his mind and decided to accept her invitation. Talk about dumb. “Iʼll do it first thing in the morning. Thank you.”

He nodded, then rode away just as mysteriously as heʼd arrived.

And she didnʼt even know his name.


Ice cream.

When was the last time someone had offered him ice cream? He didnʼt even remember. Probably as long ago as the last time someone had looked at him the way that pretty girl had, as if he were a decent human being. And, God, heʼd been tempted to go with her. To forget, at least for a little while, who he was.

He shook his head hard, crushing that thought. He had no time for this crap. He had enough on his plate already. He was back.

Back in Texas. Back in Starville, the one place heʼd sworn never to see again. But, hell, now that he was so close to getting what heʼd been working so hard for, he was excited to be here.

Heʼd been waiting for this day for so long―planning it, craving it―and he was determined not to let anything or anyone distract him from his objective. Finally, he would have his revenge on the people heʼd learned to loathe with his entire being during the last ten years.

His jaw instinctively clenched. His fists tightened on the handgrips as the motorcycleʼs speed increased. Blood pounded through his veins with anticipation. Oh, yeah, revenge was going to taste so sweet. Heʼd make sure of that. Only then would he finally be free to move on with his life and put this damn town behind him forever.

And this time, he would not look back.

Fran's 4**** Review

 Jack Turner returns to his hometown to seek revenge for being wrongly accused of murdering his adoptive father. However, upon his return, a motorcycle accident leaves him with total memory loss. Sara, who rescues him, becomes his saviour. She gives him a place to stay and is determined to help him discover the truth about his past, despite the hatred they face from the locals. Unbeknown to Jack, he too is helping Sara, by becoming the inspiration for her new novel. Together, they race against the clock, to solve the mystery before any more people fall victim to real killer at loose. Needless to say, romance does blossom for the two but it’s definitely a bumpy ride along the way.   

A dead silence followed her words. His eyes locked with hers, as if trying to search deep into them, and she held his intense gaze with a determination that only came from fear— from the awareness that losing this battle to him meant losing him, too. Every muscle in her body stilled. She almost forgot to breathe as the evening air grew with tension, only broken by the rhythmic chirping of the crickets.

I’ll hold my hands up and admit when I was asked to review this book, the first thing I did was direct my eyes straight to the cover. It’s the first thing that attracts me to a book and I will say I was somewhat sceptical. However, this book has proven to me that I should never judge a book by its cover. Lauryn Michaels definitely has a talent for weaving a web of suspense. I was eager to read on after the first chapter, and by chapter four, I was gripped. From then on in, I was lead on a path of mystery and uncertainty, changing my mind every two chapters as to my prediction of how the book would end.

I will openly say, I have struggled in the past months to find a romance novel which hasn’t been a run of the mill storyline or full of smut. I enjoy reading sex as much as most but sometimes it’s nice to be able to sit back and enjoy the plot. I believe Lauryn provides exactly the right balance in this book. Jack Turner, is completely loveable despite his flaws and at times, Sara Milano, frustrated the hell out of me but I couldn’t help but will her on. Here are just a few of the quotes I picked out that demonstrate their bond beautifully...

“You wonʼt. I trust you.” Something seemed to break inside his chest. Jack didnʼt know what, didnʼt know why. All he knew was that somehow those three simple words meant the world to him, and that hearing them from Sara seemed to mean even more.

“She tasted so good. Like wine and chocolate. She tasted like heaven. Like a drug heʼd been denied for too long… and something else he couldnʼt explain. Something so deep and dangerous he didnʼt want to, couldnʼt allow himself to consider.”

“Iʼm saying,” he grunted, placing his hands to the sides of her head and trapping her in the middle, “that the thought of you with that guy— or any other guy, for that matter— is burning my soul.”

All of the characters depict what you would imagine a close knit community to be like, each believable, and I’m guessing, with their own hidden stories to tell in the future. Lauryn weaves the story together perfectly through twists and turns that even had me imagining the unlikeliest of characters to be the killer. For her debut novel, I think this is a brilliant piece of writing and Lauryn Michaels is an author to watch out for in the future. I really enjoyed reading it and I’m looking forward to reading the next two books she has planned for the Starville Series.

If you’re looking for a book with an intricate storyline hidden behind the romance, a lead male to get the passion pumping and journey of second guessing… then this book is for you! I’m giving it a 4 star!

In fact, what are you all still doing reading this review… Go read… Shoo… Enjoy!!

Lauryn Michaels is the author of contemporary romance novels edged with mystery and suspense. Her debut novel, Bound to the Past, is the first book in the Starville Series. 

Reading has always been an essential part of Laurynʼs life, and sheʼs been an avid reader of romance since the age of thirteen, when she began sneaking her mother's novels. She started writing her first stories that same year―and can now confess that many of them were written in class and even during homework time! 

Lauryn currently lives in Italy with her husband, their five-year-old son, and their two canine babies. When sheʼs not reading or writing, she enjoys traveling, cooking, playing the piano, and spending lazy evenings watching movies with her family. 

Lauryn loves hearing from her readers, so feel free to drop her an e-mail at laurynmichaels@gmail.com or contact her on Facebook, Amazon, Goodreads, and Twitter.

Monday 29 September 2014

**Book Blitz** Under Contract by Jacquelyn Ayres

Book: Under Contract
Author: Jacquelyn Ayres
Genre: Erotic Romance/Erotic Humor


Charlotte McKendrick is your typical thirty-something stay-at-home mom. She has three beautiful children, a loving family, special friends, and the most wonderful, adoring husband. Her life is a dream.

Er . . . let’s try this again.

Charlotte McKendrick is not your typical thirty-something stay-at-home mom. Yes, she’s got three beautiful children, a loving family (all of them lingerers—you’ll see), and her friends are special, all right! As far as her wonderful, adoring husband, what a joke! That bastard abandoned her and the kids six months ago.

Now, she will do anything she can to survive and provide for her children. Even if it means signing on the dotted line . . .

Mitch Colton is the CEO of Colton Technologies. Most of his year is spent traveling around the world, bringing companies the latest innovations in automobile technology. He doesn’t have time for a traditional relationship and the BS that comes with it. He doesn’t do the “marriage” thing, the “kid” thing, and he certainly doesn’t do the “falling in love” thing. All that said, he still wants someone to come home to. Someone who will offer everything he wants, and nothing he doesn’t. He realizes loyalty paired with these kinds of demands won’t come cheap. No problem. What he doesn’t realize is that once Charlotte McKendrick signs that dotted line, he’ll be paying with a lot more than money.

Nicola's 5***** Review

Jac has done it again. 'Under Contract' is yet another amazing story that will have you laughing out loud, swooning and grabbing the ice.
Stand aside Grayson, Ray and Kip; there's a new BBF in town and he goes by Mitchell (not Mitch) Colton.
Meet Charlotte. Abandoned by her shithead of a husband with 3 kids and a mountain of bills, she will do whatever it takes to provide for the 3 most important people in her life.
And that's just what she does...

"Okay, Charley...put your big-girl pants on. You can do this."

Enter Mitch..oh sorry Mitchell. Sexy as sin and CEO of Colton Technologies. Being the CEO Mitch doesn't have time for a 'normal' relationship. He wants all the benefits from it, but without any strings. The pay is amazing, you just need to follow and understand the rules...

"I feel the need to remind you again that you will be at my beck and call. I also want to make it clear that it will never be more than this. I will never want more. I will never give more."
"I don't do the marriage thing, I don't do the kid thing, and I certainly won't do the falling-in-love thing."

Oh but how wrong he was....
Watching Mitch and Charlotte's relationship grow was brilliant, funny, hot and tear inducing. What these two characters have been through is just gut wrenching and it's about time they both find some happiness. And that happiness is in each other.
No matter how fast and unexpected it was.

"Why? Why have a fallen so quickly, so hard? I feel like I can't breathe. The thought of not feeling his touch, seeing his smile, taking in his scent...it's killing me. How did this happen?"
"He is my one and only. The keeper of my heart, mind, and soul, and the source of my balance."

Mitch had me intrigued right from the get go. I found myself wanting to crawl in his head to find out exactly who this enigmatic man was and why he kept himself so guarded. And then, when we do get in his head, I just wanted to stay there. Charlotte opens up Mitch's heart again and shows him how to be free; more relaxed.

"Her honesty--cripples me.
Her green eyes--Kryptonite to my soul.
Her touch--ignites every fibre of my being.
Her mind--intrigues me.
Her heart--inspires me.
Fuck...I'm doomed."

Not only will you fall in love with Mitch and Charlotte, but you will fall in love with the secondary characters as well.
Charlotte's group of GEG's are just out of this world. Their '12 year old' type of banter with each other is absolutely hilarious and have you laughing you're arse off.

I love Jac's ability to mix humour in to her books.  It’s unique.  Its fresh and bloody brilliant.
You never fail to amaze me Jac, and I CANNOT wait to get me hands on the next books in this series and every book you release in the future.
Thankyou!!  Thankyou!!  Thankyou!!
~does a little 'Happy dance' ~

I am a domestic engineer (born and raised in NJ) whose sole responsibility is to guide three young, impressionable kids into becoming phenomenal adults. This challenging yet rewarding work requires a lot of love (coffee), patience (wine), and determination (periodic exorcisms). I work this magic from the beautiful state of New Hampshire.

Before becoming a domestic goddess (not really), I spent over a decade in the medical field, where I wore more hats than the Queen.

I have loved the written word and the great escape it provides since I was a little girl. When I wasn't reading about people and the places they lived, I was creating my own characters and adventures. 

Finding myself again through my writing in The Lost & Found Series, The One, and The GEG Series has been nothing short of a dream come true. Also, it makes people feel better when I laugh randomly or talk to myself, knowing it's my characters and not "the voices" . . . that would be creepy. 

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