Thursday, 30 April 2015

**Release Day** Ruined by LP Lovell






Title: Ruined
Series: She Who Dares #4
Author: LP Lovell
 Release Date: April 30, 2015




Ruined is book four in the She Who Dares series, but can be read as a standalone.


Hugo

I like to fuck. A lot. Anywhere, anyway, as long as I’m shooting my load in or on some pretty young thing I’m good. In fact, scrap that, they don’t even have to be pretty. What can I say? I’m an equal opportunities kind of guy.

I pride myself on being able to turn even the most self-respecting woman into a dirty slut. I make no apologies for my life or my behaviour. I don’t care about anyone really, certainly not women.

Except her. I care about her, which is why I pushed her away.


Molly

I suppose I’m what you would call the good girl, the sensible one. I’m that girl, the romanticist. I believe in ‘the one’, in that all-encompassing love that leaves you unable to breathe without it.

The thing is though, love is an uncontrollable animal. The heart often declares war on the mind, and even the most rational being can become completely consumed by love.

Sometimes rational is boring. It’s the taste of the wild side that makes you remember you’re alive. The heart wants what the heart wants, even if you end up completely ruined in the process.











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Tara's 5 Bare Naked Stars***** Review

"Just because one head knows she’s off limits, doesn’t mean the other does, especially when said head has had a taste already."

I've said it before and I'll say it again, LP is one of my favorite authors...hands down!!  I fell in love with her while reading the first three books of the She Who Dares series. After reading book 4, I'm a tad obsessed!!

"His brain is directly wired to his penis, and therefore cannot comprehend being in the presence of a vagina and not trying to fuck it."

I loved reading Hugo and Molly as the MC's in Ruined. It was nice to get a peak into their lives, find out who they really are!  I enjoy seeing different sides of characters in a series, they always end up surprising me!  With that being said, it was also nice to have Theo, Lilly and George make appearances in Ruined. It felt really complete!

"A love like that is worth getting ruined for, just to experience it for a short time. The greatest risks are always taken for greater rewards."

My favorite thing about Ruined is LP's writing style. The way she can morph from one character to another is mind blowing!  I honestly read the book in about 12 hours...I seriously could not put it down!  If you have read Lilly and Theo's story, it's time for you to take a walk on the wild side with Hugo and Molly. You won't be disappointed! 






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Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England. She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologise for afterwards.

She's a self-confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

LP Lovell's She Who Dares series are all international best sellers.


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Wednesday, 29 April 2015

**Release Day** Shattered Lies by Theresa Sederholt







Book: Shattered Lies

Author: Theresa Sederholt
Genre: Contemporary Romance












Lies are shattered, leaving death and destruction in its path. To save a child, they must make a deal with the devil himself.


They had a plan: two days—get in, ask the questions, and get out. Seemed simple enough. But you know what they say about best laid plans. Life always seems to get in the way of living.

Revenge can be such a bitter pill to swallow, costing others to make the ultimate sacrifice.

Jax’s need for control slowly slips through his fingers as Raven’s past attempts to steal their future.

Will Maxwell be able to hang on to his happily ever after, or will it be cruelly snatched away, yet again?






I was born in Brooklyn New York. I am old enough to know there is no luggage rack on the hearse. I am married to a Professional Chef.

I have a son who is a Research Chemist and a wine maker. Yep I'm covered from the food to the drinks. I have 2 dogs Vito and Godiva.

I live in the United States. I've had so many different jobs, even I can't keep count.
I believe if you give a girl espresso and Nutella she can change the world!

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**Blog Tour** Under the Mayhaw Tree by Charlotte Boyett-Compo











Under the Mayhaw Tree by Charlotte Boyett-Compo
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense



Keynote:

Living under a cloud of tragedy for which he’s
assumed blame, Drew Dunne has known hell for the past sixteen years. Then he
meets Allison Bennett. But in the small town of Colquitt, Georgia, evil lurks
around every corner and capturing happiness has an incredibly high price.




SWEET VICTORY
Small-town football star Drew Dunne sacrificed
everything for friendship and guilt. He’s spent most of his life unloved and
unwanted. A kind touch, a gentle smile, an encouraging word are all wisps of
memory from before the accident. For him there is only family, duty, loyalty.
And longing. Until he meets Allison.



When Allison Bennett looks in the mirror, she sees a woman whose life has gone
from bad to worse. At the mercy of an abusive husband, sweet tenderness is
something she can only dream about…until she finds it in the arms of Drew
Dunne.



Not every sacrifice is worthwhile, not every promise is worth keeping, and
events in a small Georgia town will test this pair to the very depths of their
souls, but at the end of the journey is the truth that—if you’re willing to pay
the price—true love can conquer all. Drew Dunne will finally be with the woman
he loves. Or die trying.










Excerpt:


As she took off her clothes he put his hands
behind his head and watched her every movement. Each one was poetry in motion
to his way of thinking. To him, she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
He loved her so deeply he felt it in his soul. She was everything to him and he
wanted to be everything to her. His heart was filled with such peace, his body
with such longing, he could barely contain the feelings.

The last piece of clothing she removed was her
panties and when she turned to the bed, he whistled in appreciation. As he had
at the two motels they’d stayed at on the way to the cabin, he pretended not to
notice the healing bruises covering her sweet body.

“Will you get under the covers?” she asked. She
sat on the mattress, then stuck her legs under the sheet.

“Hey. You can leave your socks on but you took
mine off?” he challenged. “You think that’s fair?”

“I have poor circulation in my feet,” she said.
“Believe me. You don’t want my cold toesies rubbing along your calf in the middle
of the night.”

“I believe you should pay a toll for being
allowed to wear socks to bed when I can’t,” he told her as he joined her under
the covers.

“What kind of toll?” she asked.

“The kind that is exacting,” he said. He slid
down in the bed—disappearing beneath the covers—and slid on top of her. 





Charlotte Boyett-Compo (her friends call her
Charlee) is a multi-published author of all sub-genres of Romance
fiction. Under the Mayhaw Tree is her 100th book. Over
the years, her novels have won many awards. When asked why she writes, she's
said, "I write because the urge is there and it's like an itch you can
not ignore. Sometimes, I think if I don't get my thoughts down on paper, I'll go
insane. It is a craving, an addiction, that unless you experience it, you can't
quite explain to 'normal' people."




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T Birds 5 Bare Naked Stars ***** Review

I was reminded once again to never judge a book by the cover alone with this book.  As you see the cover is beautiful, gives the impression of a love story that will sweep you off your feet, but that really isn’t my style. I need angst, drama, really issues that will leave me on the edge of my seat.  What the cover is hiding is one of the most realistic stories that takes you from your comfy chair and places you in a southern town where Southern justice and evil thinking runs the town Monday throughSaturday and they all come together under one church roof on Sunday to worship the Baptist way.  Heads are turned, giggles are heard, sins are abundant and survival of this small town will be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life. 

No this isn’t a religious book, this is a story of two people who followed the traditions, suffered the blows life had dealt them and found a way to make it through the country muck.  Drew Dunne had a football career lined up when he entered college.  He had suffered loss, heartache and lived with guilt that nearly suffocated him.  Results of bad choices were going to haunt him for years to come, then that one injury, the injury that every athlete prays will never happen, occurs and Drew loses the last piece of sanity he had in life.  Now married to a woman who hates him, blames him for her unhappiness and a father in law that dictates what is going to happen in his baby girl’s life, Drew wonders if ending it all wouldn’t be a better solution than trying to survive it. 

Allison Bennett found herself married to an evil man who treated her horribly.  When she hears they are moving back to a small Georgia town, she loses everything, even down to the furniture and items that belonged to her Grandmother and family.  Dealing with daily put downs, physical abuse and the demands from her husband, she sees that she needs to be silent because her husband is the new star for the football team in town.  She learned quickly, no one listens to anything negative about the jocks in small town USA. 

When Drew and Allison see each other in church, they look past the sexy exterior and see the pain and emptiness in each other’s eyes.  With the town against them, spouses who would rather kill them than set them free, their hearts still beat for each other.  This story will take you on a twisted road as we watch them to see if they ever find their freedom and love.  The suspense was intense but what grabbed me more was the realistic dramatic feel to this journey.  I was all over the map with feelings.  I was angry at the injustice that was approved of and supported.  The self-righteous attitude from the town “Christians” was revolting and the lies and secrets that were defended made me want to throw my kindle across the room. Then you had the innocent moments that Drew and Allison could steal with a glass of lemonade, working at a church function or sitting in a pew for Sunday service.  They could communicate without words with only the gentle smile or touch while be scrutinized by everyone around.

 I haven’t cheered on two people in a book as hard as I did Drew and Allison.  I wanted their happily ever after more than they did at times, but they never gave up even when life was balancing on the edge and we were left wondering if finally evil had won.  I highly recommend this book and will certainly seek more from this author.  Grab your class of sweet tea, put your feet up and be prepared to “Bless your heart” a few times because you will be transported to the country roads and justice of small town Georgia.







Monday, 27 April 2015

**Blog Tour** Leather for Two by Rhonda Lee Carver






Book: Leather for Two
Author: Rhonda Lee Carve
Genre: Contemporary Romance/MC





Brotherhood or love. Blaze can’t have both.
Rena Rose belongs to Diesel, the leader of the Wings of Steel Motorcycle Club.  However, her heart secretly belongs to Blaze Donavon, Diesel’s right hand man and friend. 
One night, when boundaries slip, Blaze professes his feelings to Rena in a heated moment of passion. They break the rules of the club, and what is so wrong feels so right. They both realize there is little hope for them being together. Blaze lives and breathes MC. And Rena wants out. 
Diesel can’t keep his fly zipped, and when Blaze finds his friend with another woman, all hell breaks loose and Blaze’s secret love for Rena is exposed in a violent twist of fate.  Diesel is dangerous and Blaze would do anything to keep Rena safe, even if staying away from her is the only way.
Now, three years after leaving the club, Rena is working as a first grade teacher and life is stable, comfortable, exactly how she wants to keep it.
But her life is about to be thrown a curve ball.
Blaze shows up at her door with horrific news…Diesel is dead—murdered in cold blood.  But bad news isn’t the only thing on Blaze’s mind.  Feelings resurface as they face evil. Is the real enemy an outsider, or an internal tug of war within Rena?
Thrown into a web of lies and deceit, Rena and Blaze scramble to find the secret to Diesel’s murder. With Agent Peterson of the Federal A.T.F. breathing down their necks, the pressure continues to rise, as well as the heat between Rena and Blaze. 
The only problem…. who else is watching them? And will Blaze make the right choice—brotherhood or love?




“I can’t allow you to do this to me.”
“What, sweetheart?” he whispered.
“Make me lose all sanity. I don’t want this again.”
“Your eyes tell me something very different,” he whispered. His breath swept across my cheek. “I think you want me to take you to places you’ve never been.”
“My eyes are telling you to fuc—”
He pressed his finger against my lips. “Tsk, tsk, schoolteacher. What vile language you have.” His eyes sparkled. “Don’t make me put you over my knee and spank you.” His words held promise and my toes curled. The thought of his hand on my bare ass did pleasant and naughty things to my secret places.
I could only stare. My eyes filled with tears and my body awakened from years of being in a comatose state. His talent of disorienting me never ceased to amaze me. Why could no man erupt such a powerful force within me as Blaze could? I understood the influence he had on me, my body. He could drag me down a heated path of uncertainty and I’d go willingly.
He threaded his fingers into my hair and the clip snapped, a lot like the unlocking of the gates guarding my heart. The locks fell to my shoulders and across his tanned arm. I noticed the tattoo of a cross wound in ivy. I looked closer and my mouth fell open. “Blaze, my name, it’s in the tattoo.” My heart beat so loud it vibrated my eardrums.
“Yes. I got it after you left. Two of my favorite things. You and faith.”
I couldn’t hold my emotion any longer. 
“Aww, now. Don’t cry, baby. If I see tears, I’ll have to lick them away, one by one, and I don’t think I could stop there. I’ve been dreaming of tasting all of you.”
I jerked and tried closing my legs, but he stayed between them. He moved deeper, spreading my hips wider. His belt buckle rubbed my inner thighs, exploding a burning need in my core. I pushed the heel of my hands into his chest. I wanted to be angry. I wanted to fight the urgency within me—the driving desire pushing me to let myself fall into him. The boundaries were slipping. “I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want to give in.” The cloud of desire welcomed me, enclosing me in its warmth and comfort.
“Remember when I told you how I wanted to sink myself deep into you? To hear you call my name. I wanted you to rip your nails into my skin and mark your territory, just as you marked my soul with your sweet love. I’ve thought about it over and over—thought about the things I could have done differently. And now, I’m lost. I’m brainwashed in your fucking heat, Rena. I want to ease this torture in my body.”
The moment turned tense. “I’m sure you’ve had plenty of help easing the strain behind your zipper.” I hated my bitter words that sounded like jealousy. I was jealous. I hated knowing another woman touched him, brought him pleasure. I squeezed my hands into fists, dragging the leather material of his cut between my fingers.
“I’m glad to see you’re still green-eyed with jealousy.” He winked.
“You’re a pig!” I pounded his chest, but not hard. Not enough to send him backward. I didn’t want him going anywhere.
He grabbed my wrists and held them easily in one hand, tight against his chest. He lowered his face so close that our noses touched. “There’s nothing to keep us apart now. You know why I came. And you’re glad I’m here.”
“What do you want?” The words slipped through my trembling lips. Would he kiss me?
“The same thing you want. What is that, baby? Say it…”
“I’ve always been weak when it came to you. My body wants your touch, but my mind is screaming that this can’t happen. I can’t go back.”
He dropped his free hand to my knee and slowly moved his fingers along the quivering flesh between our bodies. My crease throbbed and an irrefutable craving built inside of me. I knew it had always been there and he only disturbed it from the cave—uncovered it like a hidden treasure chest that I’d buried long ago. His fingers moved to the elastic of my panties, rolling the wide pad of a finger along the seam. I knew I should make him stop. He would if I asked, but for the life of me, I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me. “Do you like this, sweetheart?”
“Yessss!” I relaxed my muscles. Parts of me stirred alive. Fire lapped at my veins. I opened my knees wider, gyrating the apex of my thighs against the bulge in his jeans. Tingles moved at the pace of thick molasses through my secret parts until spasms took over. His finger continued creating havoc on the pearl nested in my pussy lips. A tremor scorched through my muscles and I squeezed my legs around his sides while deep moans slipped from my lips. I tucked my face into his shoulder as heat washed over my skin.
 “Before long I will have you in my bed. Wet and pleading for me to put out the fire consuming your intoxicating body. But it won’t happen now, not until your mind and body are on the same page. I want more than a fuck.”






At an early, Rhonda fell in love with romance novels, knowing one day she’d write her own love story. Life took a short detour, but when the story ideas would no longer be contained, she decided to dive in and write. Her first rough draft was on a dirty napkin she found buried in her car. Eventually, she ran out of napkins. With baby on one hip and laptop on the other, she made a dream into reality—one word at a time.

Her specialty is men who love to get their hands dirty and women who are smart, strong and flawed. She loves writing about the everyday hero.

When Rhonda isn't crafting sizzling manuscripts, you will find her busy editing novels, blogging, juggling kids and animals (too many to name), dreaming of a beach house and keeping romance alive. Oh, and drinking lots of coffee to keep up with her characters.



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