Review: ★Mistaken by Fate★ by Katee Robert


The man she should want, or the man she craves… 

Fashion designer Ridley Ethridge thinks she’s found the perfect, stable sort of guy in her childhood friend Will Reaver. With seduction in her sights, she arranges to rock Will’s world at an exclusive club that caters to those with adventurous and erotic appetites. What happens next is both intense and satisfying—until Ridley’s blindfold comes off to reveal Will’s twin brother. The same twin who broke her heart eight years ago.
Former soldier Garrett Reaver hasn’t ever gotten Ridley out of his system. And now that she’s before him in all her submissive glory? He’ll be damned before he lets someone else have her, especially his brother. Because Garrett and Ridley have some seriously unfinished business to take care of, and it starts now. And this time, he’ll show Ridley how exquisite a relationship with him could be…if their past doesn’t catch up to them first.
Title: Mistaken by Fate
Series: Serve (bk 3)
Author: Katee Robert
Genre: Contemporary Romance

Review4 stars


…Stop trying to impress me.
“I don’t have to impress you. I’m going to be inside you before the night’s out.”

Holy hell but does Katee Robert know how to write one hot as all hell Dom. And I’m talking Dom, ladies. None of that water-downed I’m-dominant-because-I-like -to-tie-you-up-and-have-controlling-tendencies “Doms”. I’m talking a deliciously dirty talking, totally takes control, uber sexy Dom. And if BDSM is not quite your cuppa, not to worry. Katee gives you just enough kink here to simply dip your feet in the pool. And if you’re a fan of BDSM but tired of the water downed Doms you’ve been reading lately, you’ll be happy to know that this book will give you just enough kink to whet your appetite.

While this is book 3 in the series, this is Katee Roberts first addition to it. If you haven’t read the previous two books (written by Tessa Bailey), you can still read this as a standalone as the one thing they have in common is the BDSM club, Serve. Though I still highly recommend reading the first 2 because they’re deliciously dirty (and fantastic) books.
Mistaken by Fate has a little of everything; mistaken identity, lovers reunited, and a whole lot of sexy kinky and panty melting love scenes.


Do you know how crazy you make me? I’m so fucking desperate for a taste of you, I’d do damn near anything for it.
Anything, Ridley. I’m on my goddamn knees for you.

Eight years ago, Ridley Ethridge fell for her best friend’s brother…only to have him break her heart right before he shipped out to join the military. The few times that they’ve had an awkward run in through the years that followed were enough to convince Ridley that she had her heart set on the wrong man. Why pine after bad boy Garrett when his twin brother Will is a much more stable option…right?

So with seduction in her sights, she decides to set the scene with the perfect scenario; her. Naked. And waiting for Will at a room at Serve…too bad Garrett is the one that shows up.

I love a good jilted lovers reunited story, and this definitely hit the spot for me. Garrett was the perfect combination of dominant and vulnerable. Ridley, although standoffish at first, really grew on me practically right away too. And the two of them together? Absolutely sizzling.

There was a little bit of angst and a whole lot of sexy which made for the perfect afternoon read.

If you haven’t started this series, you don’t know what you’re missing. I can’t wait to see what’s up next. Though I’d happily settle for any of the Reaver siblings. I got to admit that Will definitely has me the most intrigued especially with a certain female business competitor that was introduced here. That already sounds right up my alley.

Release Day Blitz: ✩Ryley’s Revenge✩ by @LPDover

Title: Ryley’s Revenge
Series: Gloves Off (bk 2)
Author: L.P. Dover
UFC Middleweight fighter, Ryley Jameson, swore it would never happen again. He was done with his ex, and over the pain she’d inflicted when she left him. At least, that’s what he tells people. Maybe if he says it enough, he’ll begin to believe it himself.

Regretting her decision to let Ryley go, Ashleigh Warren comes back into town and confronts him. Holding only one secret back, she puts the rest on the line and asks for a second chance. Too bad he’s not going to let her off easy.

Camden Jameson loves his twin brother, but his jealousy runs deep. They may be identical in looks, but that’s where the similarities end. When Ashleigh comes back into Ryley’s life, Camden has the perfect opportunity for revenge. Two birds, one stone.

A journey to the Dark Side affects them all, but only one feels the true sting of revenge.

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A FIGHTER’S DESIRE – PART ONE 
Two is always better than one.
What would you do if you were given the chance to spend the night with not one, but two fighters? Would you do it? Could you open yourself up to the pleasures they offered and do exactly what they said in order to pass on to the next round?
It was common knowledge that Ryley and Camden Jameson, well-known MMA fighters and identical twins, were just as aggressive and passionate in the bed as they were in the ring. The only problem was that if you didn’t pass their test on the first night, then you didn’t proceed to the next round. They loved a good fight, and that’s what they got when they met Ashleigh Warren.
Ashleigh knew what was going to happen when the twins approached her with a proposition, and needless to say, she knew exactly how to handle them … or so she thought. The rules had changed, and in order to get them both she had to first spend one night with each and last until they were done with her. It was a proposition she couldn’t refuse, but she knew it wouldn’t be easy to win. However, it was one that she was going to enjoy.
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USA Today Bestselling author, L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.

Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can’t forget the passion for singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.

Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written over nine novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, and her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.

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Author Spotlight & #Giveaway: @KirstyEMoseley

My name is Kirsty. I was born in Hertfordshire, England. In 2000 I moved to Norfolk, it was there that I met my husband, Lee. Now, what can I say about Lee, apart from everyone should have one? He’s my biggest supporter, and I wouldn’t be where I am today without his encouragement and endless support. He is my inspiration behind most of my male leads, I always try to bring a little of him in somewhere, be it his kindness, selflessness, or just his ability to make me feel treasured.

In 2005, I was gifted with the birth of my son. He is, and always will be, the best thing I have ever done in my life. As you can probably tell, I’m a very proud mummy.

I have always been interested in writing, but after the birth of my son I accidentally came across an amateur writing site. After a couple of months of just reading on there, I finally plucked up the courage and posted one of my stories. I was shocked and overwhelmed by the support of readers on there and they gave me the confidence to get where I am today.

In April 2012, I self-published my first novel ‘The Boy Who Sneaks in my Bedroom Window’. And in October 2012 I took the plunge again, publishing my second novel, ‘Always You.’


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He’s pole position…

Carson Matthews, the hottest driver ever to hit the MotoGP circuit, is living the carefree, celebrity lifestyle. With little to worry about, other than keeping himself top of the leader board, his favourite weekend pastime is visiting a certain blonde at Angels Gentlemen’s Club.

She’s a pole dancer…

Emma Bancroft, a part-time lap dancer, is just trying to make ends meet. Her responsibilities weigh heavily on her, as does the secret she’s kept from everyone for the last two and a half years.

The two of them are poles apart.

A new full length, New Adult romance from international bestselling author Kirsty Moseley

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Pre-Release Blitz, Excerpt & #Giveaway: ★Idle Bloom★ by @JewelE_Ann

Meet Oliver & Vivian in this sexy, quirky & emotional stand-alone. 
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“What lies beneath my veiled perfection is the ugly truth—my truth, my reality, my destiny.”

Vivian Graham has an acceptance letter into Harvard, a badass tattoo, loyal friends, ties to marijuana, a penchant for Dunkin’ Donuts, and her pesky V-card.

Everyday she takes the Red Line to her job at The Green Pot in Boston while her friends enter the coveted, black iron gates to higher learning. The ramifications from a tragic accident have put her life on hold while time marches on for everyone around her.

After graduating from Harvard Law, Boston native, Oliver Konrad, moves to Portland to start his career and his life. Three years later, after a horrific discovery, he returns home to trade in his three-piece suit for leather work boots and his suburban home for a condo in Cambridge.

All he brought back to the East Coast was an aversion to pillows and secrets he keeps hidden behind a mysterious locked door. Oliver’s days are predictable and his nights are lonely until he meets Vivian on the subway. Her long raven hair, green eyes, and mile-long legs are achingly sexy, but the way she “innocently” fingers and licks her Boston Kreme doughnut can only be described in two words—complete torture.

When their paths cross at every turn, laughter is abundant, friendship is easy, and love is unintentional. However, their future seems improbable.

“I don’t need panties.”

“I disagree,” he says with his back to me as he signs for the purchase at the counter. He takes the bag in one hand and grabs my hand with his other. “Shall we?” He leads me out of the store.

“A, I have plenty of panties. B, I told you I don’t wear them sometimes because it makes me feel sexy.”

He opens my door and sets the bag by my feet after I get in. Then he leans down and brings his face a breath away from mine as his hand slides up my leg. His thumb eases past my shorts. He stops and shakes his head as the pad of it meets my bare sex, no underwear.

My face contorts into a grimacing smile as my shoulders rise into a guilty shrug. He presses his thumb to my now wet center. My mouth relaxes as I suck in a breath and try to close the distance between our lips. He moves his head back just enough to deny me. He grins then moves his thumb a little higher. I moan as he rubs slow circles.

“How do you feel?” he whispers.

“G–good.” I grip the side of the seat and let my head fall back.

“What else?”

“Turned … on.” I close my eyes.

“What else?”

I tilt my hips up as he works me up so high I fear my own reaction to the impending fall.

“Oli …”

He speeds up, pressing his lips to my neck, and when his teeth graze over my sensitive skin I lose it.

“What. Else?” he whispers in my ear as the blinding sensation rips through me.

“Sexy … I feel … sexy.” I try to catch my breath while my

head’s still spinning.

He kisses me hard then shuts my door.

I hate that I have no self-control to deny him giving me an orgasm while parked with the door open on a public street. Now he’s sporting a ridiculously smug grin as he pulls out into traffic.

“What was the point of that?” I break the silence.

“I wanted to prove that I make you feel sexy. Now that you know that, you can start wearing underwear.”

“What does it matter if no one else can see that I’m not wearing underwear?”

“First, some of the dresses you wear are awfully short. Second, I know you’re not wearing underwear and I don’t like walking around saluting everyone I pass.”

“Saluting?”

He shoots me a you-know-what-I-mean look.

“Whatever, you’re just being weird.”

“I’m being a guy.”

“That’s what I said. You’re being weird.”


Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor.

With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business.

After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing.

When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ★All I Want★ by @JDanielsbooks

Title: All I Want

Series: Alabama Summer #2
Author: J Daniels
 Release Date: November 24, 2014

Luke Evans is a heartbreaker.

I didn’t want to give mine to him. Not when he kept me out.

He gave me enough, just enough to make me fall in love with him. I say this to convince myself. But I know the truth.

I would’ve fallen in love with him at a distance.

Handing my heart over to Luke was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. I was naive when I wished for more, when I hoped he wanted the same things I did.

I try to hate him. I try to forget him.

But it’s not that easy.

Love is a ruthless bitch, and I’m her latest victim.

Tessa Kelly is a man-eater.

When she sets her sights on you, she doesn’t just consume your heart, she goes for your soul.

What we had was perfect, real, and all I would ever want.

But she destroyed it.

She destroyed us.

I try to hate her. I try to forget her.

But it’s not that easy.

Love is for people who have hope, and I have none.

4 Stars

Because when you fall in love with someone exactly the way they are, how do you convince yourself they aren’t enough for you?

One of my favorite tropes is jilted lovers. Just something about all that angst between the couple that were once hot and heavy then ripped apart but still feel that inexplicable connection to each other months (or in the case here, a year) later. It’s utterly delicious. Now make one of those a manwhorish and brooding hot cop and the other a sassy call ’em like she sees ’em heroine? Well that’s just guaranteed book magic for me. What? I’m easy like that.

I knew from the first chapter that Tessa was going to be one of those heroines that I’m going to love. She’s snarky, sarcastic, borderline bitchy, and doesn’t hesitate to cut anyone down to size. It’s not everyday you get a heroine that walks in on her ex (who she still has feelings for) getting a blowjob from a random blonde and manage to put them both in their place.

Oh sweetie. You might want to go disinfect. he’s got the herp.”
“Oh my God. Are you serious? You have herpes?”
“What? No I don’t!”
“He’s really sweet about it though,” I say sympathetically at the blonde. “He pays for my Valtrex every month.”

She does have her moments of acting juvenile and stupid and at times a straight out bitch. BUT, underneath all that was a vulnerability that I couldn’t help but connect with.

Tessa met Luke through her older brother Ben, who happens to be Luke’s partner on the force. They hit it off right away and their relationship starts hot and heavy. Their chemistry never fizzles off, but when Tessa realizes that Luke will always hold himself off from her emotional and isn’t interested in ever settling down, she calls it off.

Now Luke. Oh my sweet darling Luke. What can I tell you about him aside from the fact that I couldn’t get enough of his stubborn and pigheaded ways. Luke never got over Tessa, but he knows that he’ll never be able to truly open up to her emotionally. That doesn’t stop him from hating her for walking away from him without any explanation. The fact that even a year later the redheaded vixen continues to plague his fantasies certainly doesn’t help matters any.

It’s possible to hate someone, to look at them and wish you weren’t aware of their every move, and to want them more than you’ve ever wanted anything in your life.

Thus begins their (not so) delicate dance of I hate you/I want you. Gawd it was delicious.

I have to admit that at times both Luke and Tessa had me wanting to shake them for their juvenile actions and decisions. But at the same time, it also just worked in this book. Don’t ask me to explain why or how, such is the magic of J. Daniels writing.

It’s possible to hate someone, to look at them and wish you weren’t aware of their every move, and to want them more than you’ve ever wanted anything in your life.

Underneath all the jealousy and snarky barbs there was a chemistry that was so hot, it burned through the pages.

Oh my God,” I whimper.
“Do I need to tell you what to do with that?” he asks, his voice laced with arrogance as he glances down at my hand that remains stagnant against his cock.
“God I fucking hate you.” I pull his cock free and wrap my hand around it, feeling him thicken in my palm…
“Yeah, I hate you too, babe.”

It was fucking hot is basically what I’m trying to tell you here.

Beyond the hot hate sex and the constant back and forth between Tessa and Luke, there was also a fantastic story. The author did a fantastic job allowing both these characters the growth that they needed but in their own due time. Even if you’ll find Tessa brash at times, you’ll really grow to like her toward the end. And if you don’t lust for Luke from the very beginning, well then there may be something wrong with you 😉

All the characters from the previous book make an appearance as well as an introduction of a few more. One of which I am practically panting to get a story for.

This was a sizzling hot romance that was humorous, sexy, and even emotional. I enjoyed it from beginning to end. The epilogue was great and I couldn’t imagine it ending any different with this couple. But I’m definitely looking forward to getting a peak of them in the future books in this series like we did for Mia and Ben in this one.


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J. Daniels was born and raised in Maryland.

After putting her kids to bed, she escapes into her cheeky world where some of her characters kiss, and some of them do a lot more than kiss.

She is an avid reader and enjoys everything from unconventional romance to fantasy novels.


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Entangled is running a Black Friday sales from today through 12/6. They have TONS of titles on sale for only 99cents, and this is the perfect way to stock up those ereaders.

                 
      

               

       

                   

      

Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Flawed✩ by @FrancettePhal

Title: Flawed
Series: The Butcher (bk 1)
Author: Francette Phal
Genre: Dark, Erotica

Blood.

That’s the only memory he carries from a childhood he does not remember. And now it is all he knows. Blood is his life.

Knox Bishop has done a lot of horrible things, all at the command of the man who holds his leash. It’s a matter of loyalty for him. Allegiance to the man who saved his life when he was a child. So he goes where he is needed and does what he is told. He tortures. He kills. He kills. He tortures. It is an unrelenting cycle that he constantly craves and can never quite satisfy.

Until her.

Eighteen year old Lacey Barnes distributes her assets to fund her dreams. Medical school is the end game and she is determined to get there by any means necessary. But a family member’s careless mistake derails her plans and now she must pay a price in order to save him.

She goes to Knox willingly offering him the only valuable thing she has. Herself. In doing so he allows her into his world, a world filled with darkness but rather than being scared it intrigues her. It lures her, calls to something in her that she hadn’t known existed until he awakened it.

Every bit of his flaws is reflected in her and Knox will do anything to keep her in the darkness with him.

Knox

I’m not what you would call normal. The word has no meaning to me. But I’ve been pretending to act normal. It’s something I’ve been practicing since I’ve been aware of the thrum and its significance in my life. I was seven when I first heard the lullaby. Second grade, just before recess. It happened in a squall. Nothing and then all at once. I remember everything about that day. The bell rang and the other children went to play. Not me. Never me. I always stayed behind, mostly by choice, but never contested because the other children thought I was weird. I think maybe they unconsciously knew that I was lacking something fundamental. Something they all had and I didn’t, and maybe even never had at all. Whatever it was, I was alienated, excluded from their games. But I couldn’t say it bothered me. I was indifferent to it. Katia would sometimes play with me. Yuri’s youngest daughter, my adoptive sister, kept me company when she wasn’t with her own friends. But she’d been home sick that day.

In the small classroom with its oversized, rainbow-colored letters hanging over the chalkboard and tiled number blocks littering the carpeted floor, I sat in the beanbag chair staring fixatedly at the class pet. Sweet Ms. Devon always stayed with me but she’d left for a moment. A moment to heat her lunch. A moment to speak to a fellow staff member in the teachers’ lounge. But it’d been a moment too long for me. The noise in my head had been too loud. The urge too strong. The pink-eyed little rabbit, Mr. Apples, and the yellow pair of scissors sitting blades down in Ms. Devon’s “Best Teacher” mug had been too much of a temptation for me to resist.

The pounding of my heart. The lullaby and the thrum. The latch had given way beneath my shaking fingers, soaked with apprehension and anticipation. The struggle. The frantic movement of something living, something warm, with the same accelerated heartbeat as mine grappling for life. Desperate for freedom even while knowing the inevitable hand of death loomed was intoxicating. The thrill, the excitement, the sweet seductive power. I swam in it. Like too much candy on Halloween. Too much ice cream in the summer. It had been a quick death for Mr. Apples. It had been crude. Amateurish. But ever so effective in quieting the discord of my mind.

Poor, sweet Ms. Devon came to find me on the floor of the overly-bright classroom. Huddled on the floor, covered in Mr. Apples. She’d been one to smile a lot. But I stole her smile that day and replaced it with horror instead. Her pretty features contorted like a Kabuki mask.

4.5 I Want My Mama Now Stars

Have you ever looked at something so beautiful, so utterly alluring that you just wanted to destroy it? That’s what you are to me. You are this beautiful thing I want to destroy.

Do you like dark romance that have a redeemable hero that slowly succumbs to his inevitable love for the heroine? Perhaps an anti-hero that has what you’d like to think is a semblance of a conscience? Well fuck that and your delicate sensibilities! Because you sure as fuck won’t find it here!

I’m serious. This book is like the love child that would result if Seduced In The Dark and Dexter ever had wild monkey sex and then had a baby that was seriously fucked in the head. Holy mother this was all sorts of fucked up. It was also Francette Phal’s best book to date. If you’re like me and have read every other book that this author has written, then you know she leans towards the super angsty, a little gritty, a lot dark, and seriously fucked up stories. Well, this is her most dark and fucked up yet.

If you’re looking for an anti-hero that is unapologetically flawed (pun intended), meet Knox. A serial killer, a cold and brutal borderline sociopath. This is not a man that will make your happy place tingle. This is a man that will have you quivering in fear and questioning your sanity because you find yourself liking it…and then finding that your happy place tingles. (Just don’t expect that till pretty much the very end of the book)

Lacey is a product of her circumstances. A high school senior who has all the skills to get into the best universities…if only she wasn’t constantly taking care of her junky mother and a brother that she’s constantly bailing out of trouble.

I know I am the constant in this never ending cycle of fuckery. I don’t know who I killed in my past life, but it seems I’m paying for it in this one.

Your heart will break for this girl and everything that she goes through. The author spares no gritty or painful detail when it comes to what she deals with on a daily basis.

But then her life takes an unimaginable turn when she meets him.

If you’re looking for a book that is dark but has this undercurrent of a budding romance, this is NOT that. Not at all. At least not yet. There is nothing soft or even redeeming about Knox in this book. He is a cold and ruthless bastard. There are scenes of borderline non-consent. There are also scenes of extremely graphic violence. Knox doesn’t look at the Lacey and all of a sudden become a different person. Fuck no! He’s just as cold and ruthless with her…

I will treat you like a favorite toy and break you simply because I can. In this room, you are an object, my object. You have no voice. You have no opinion. Your wants, your needs, are inconsequential to the pleasure that I will reap from your pain.

Yeah. Exactly.

This book takes you deep into the underbelly of a Boston crime family. It’s depraved, and dark, and violent. It spares no details and makes no excuses. There’s murder, rape, human trafficking, and then there’s the beautiful faces with the ruthless hearts that run it all. It’s fucked up is what I’m trying to tell you here. Don’t expect any moments of light or any dose of happy.

It’s a truth you will never say aloud. A want you will never admit to, even to yourself, but i can see your sweet, dark truth. I can smell how badly you want to be controlled. And rest assured, Lacey, there will only ever be one man who pulls your leash. Me.

Through all this the author manages to build an inexplicable connection between a predator and his prey. This truly goes to show you Francette’s talent as a writer because as depraved as it was, you’ll believe it, you’ll actually find yourself rooting for this couple at the end and yet you won’t have the slightest idea why.

He seduces me with his words, lays a path of pleasure-laced agony for me to follow and I do. Stupidly, I follow him down the blinding darkness of this euphoric hell. Shame can’t touch the girl he wants me to be, the girl who needs his absolutely mastery.

I can honestly tell you that this is one of the darkest books I’ve read to date. When I finished it I wanted a hug, a shot, and my mama…maybe not in that exact order. I can also tell you that it was a book I couldn’t put down for even a second. If the second book was already out, I’d be diving straight into it because it was THAT good.

Notice that I barely gave you any details about the plot? That’s because it’s best that way. Trust me when I say you don’t want to read any reviews before reading this one because you’ll just ruin the entire effect. You want to experience it along with the characters; the surprises, the secrets, the revelations, everything.

This is part 1 of a 2 book series and it does end with a cliffy. A big one in my opinion. A cliffy so bad that I’m practically foaming at the mouth for the next book. But I recommend you read this right away anyway, if anything just to experience the crazy along with me. As a matter of fact I’m still trying to find my sanity after finishing this and loving it as much as I did.


Francette lives in Massachusetts with her amazingly supportive husband of ten years and her darling two year old son. Reading amazing books has led her to writing and she’s dabbled in fan-fiction before self-publishing her own works. She’s constantly thinking up new stories to write and does her best work when music is playing in the background. Romance is where she’s most comfortable but she hopes to one day venture in mystery novels. She has a weakness for coffee ice cream, tropical fruits and a good glass of wine.

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Release Day Blitz & #Giveaway: ✩’Til Death✩ by @BellaJewel73

Title: ‘Til Death: Volume One
Series: ‘Til Death #1
Author: Bella Jewel
Release Date: November 25, 2014

They say there’s a fine line between love and hate.

There is.

I married a douchebag.

I didn’t know it at the time.

He came in like a handsome stranger and blew me off my feet.

I fell madly in love, like the naive girl I am.

Then he left me high and dry.

Turns out, I was nothing more than a business plan for billionaire playboy, Marcus Tandem.

He needed to be married in order to obtain his grandfathers business, and I was the poor victim in his path.

I believed in what we had, until the truth reared its ugly head.

I never meant anything to Marcus. Not a damned thing.

With my world spinning on its axis, the girl I once was has long since died.

Instead he left me as this empty, emotionless shell.

I may have made a vow before God to love and cherish him ‘Til Death do we part, but it’s time for me to give back to Marcus, exactly what he gave me.

He has to pay.

And pay he will.

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Bella Jewel is a self published, USA Today bestselling author. She’s been publishing since 2013. Her first release was a contemporary romance, Hell’s Knights which topped the charts upon release. Since that time, she has published over five novels, gaining a bestseller status on numerous platforms. She lives in North Queensland and is currently studying editing and proofreading to further expand her career. Bella has been writing since she was just shy of fifteen years old. In Summer 2013 she was offered an ebook deal through Montlake Romance for her bestselling modern day pirate series, Enslaved By The Ocean. She plans to expand her writing career, planning many new releases for the future.

Cover Reveal: ✩MVP✩ by M. Robinson

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Ysabelle
I love you.
Three words that can make or break you.
I thought I needed to find myself. I thought I wasn’t happy. I thought I needed more out of life.
I didn’t.
I’m more lost now than I was when I left. I have no answers, just endless amounts of questions. It was only a matter of time until the truth came to light. I never imagined it would change my entire life and everything I thought to be true.
It was all a game.
Except I wasn’t a player.
I was a pawn.
Sebastian
The end.
Two words that have several meanings. I never thought I’d lose her. But did I ever really have her…
Or did VIP?
Can love conquer all?
VIP Trilogy
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32 year old Sebastian Vanwell, was a very successful yacht broker, who always loved the design and architecture of a luxurious boat. His only addiction was being on the water. He loved it, he thrived on it, and he needed it in his life. After a very stable, loving childhood with only a few bumps, Sebastian married the love of his life. The one person that he knew would always be there. Julia was his rock, and he loved her more than life itself. Sebastian kept his addiction to the water under control, wanting to keep his time with his wife and son his number one obsession, that was until he saw her. This new addiction haunted him, the one compulsion that he couldn’t control no matter how hard he tried.

YsabelleTelle hit him hard, knocking the wind from his lungs. Coming from worlds apart, beautiful, dark complexion YsabelleTelle didn’t have the rich, protected background that Sebastian Vanwell had. Ysabelle lived a life of hell, in poverty, growing up with a drug addict mother that never cared, and horrific living conditions. Ysabelle lived for one person and one person only; herself. She was pure perfection, her beauty along with a flawless body had men lined up, driveling over her ensuring her success as a VIP.

There are too many words that describe the effects when two diverse worlds like theirs collide. They both have too much to lose to get caught in the forceful pull, which could destroy them both.

Warning sex/drugs/language. Mature readers only.

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The Madam
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Some people need love…

I need sex, money, control, and power.

Anyone could have those four things, but only one could have VIP. Becoming Madam was never a choice for me, it was a mandated order from the most powerful woman I knew- my mother. I was born to fill her shoes, never to make mistakes, or to show weakness.

You are the product of your environment. They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree; you learn from what you see, not from what you’re told. Nature vs. Nurture. I learned from it all; what I saw, what I didn’t see, what I was told, and from reading between the lines.

I was raised with the belief that the world spun ONLY because of me. I held power as far back as I can remember, saw things no one ever talks about, and witnessed illegal acts of sex, drugs, and money by the time I was eighteen.

You saw a glimpse of me in VIP, now see it from the beginning. Enter my world where anything goes; no judgments, no remorse, no guilt. You play by my rules, or you don’t play at all. There are no limits to what I can do, or to what I can show you…I will ensure my legacy by any means necessary.

My name is Lilith Veronica Stone, and I am The Madam.

The Madam Teaser

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M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.

Professionalism: Have we forgotten what it means?

I don’t do this often, because in all honesty I don’t like to harp on things…especially those that I don’t have the power to really change. I also absolutely hate drama. I’m an extremely laid back person and it really takes a lot and I mean A LOT to rile me up. But with the constant drama that seems to be hitting social media lately is getting increasingly more difficult to overlook. Why? Because it’s EVERYWHERE I look; Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter, blogs, the list goes on. If it’s not one thing then it’s another. 

  • An author deciding it’s a good idea to share the name of a negative reviewer for their book.
  • A reviewer bemoaning about the bitchy comments on their negative reviews.
  • Someone saying that they’re getting treated unfairly by a street team.
  • Someone saying that they are being targeted by a street team.
  • Voting negative reviews down because what use are negative reviews, right? (sarcasm)
  • Someone deciding it’s a good idea to leave a snarky/bitchy comment on a negative review that they don’t agree with.
  • Reporting a book on amazon because it’s competition for you.
  • Reporting a book on amazon because it offends your delicate sensibilities.
  • Someone deciding it’s a good idea to leave a negative review for a book that they haven’t read and then being shocked and appalled by the “hate” that they get for it.
  • The constant and completely fucking IGNORANT way of throwing the word BULLY around.
  • A sudden case of the internet superman syndrome, where people think that since they’re hiding behind the anonymity of the internet it allows them to act like total assholes without any thought to what their words can do.
  • Putting any of this up on social media and then being shocked when there’s blow back and even though you backpedal so fast you leave tread marks, you realize that there is no such thing as simply deleting. (hello, screenshots!)

I’d like to take this moment to re-introduce all of us to a very interesting concept that seems to have been forgotten by many people lately.

pro·fes·sion·al·ism
 noun prə-ˈfesh-nə-ˌli-zəm, -ˈfe-shə-nə-ˌli-: the skill, good judgment, and polite behavior that is expected from a person who is trained to do a job well

Yeah. That.

A novel concept isn’t it? You want to be treated like a professional? You act like one. It’s really that simple.

Let me start by saying that blogging for me is not now or never will be a job. It’s a hobby. One that I enjoy immensely, but it is a hobby nonetheless. I have no aspirations of ever being a writer. I have a full time job that I enjoy as much as my hobby. I’ve spent over 12 years in the professional HR industry which has taught me a lot about people…they are my business after all. And what I learned is simple; they’re not perfect. It doesn’t matter what you do, how you do it, there will always be one rotten apple to be found anywhere. Where am I going with all this? I’m getting to it.

Let’s put a few things into perspective for a minute. Although our reading world is a tight little bubble, it is at the end of a day like a business, is it not? Authors are there to sell their books. Readers are there to buy their books. And bloggers? Well I suppose that we’re something in the middle. We’re there to promote our favorite authors, honestly review books, and allow our followers a means to learn about new or new to them authors and books and a way to chat about all of it. (In a nutshell anyway) It also allows all of us to connect on a FRIENDLY social platform and chat about everything among other booklovers and authors.

Where in any of this does it give any of us an excuse to act like a cliche version of mean girls instead of the professionals that we are? 

Let’s pretend we’re looking at an actual business. Ever go and look at reviews for any of the business you know of? No? I suggest you take a look. I’ll even give you an example; recently while searching for a hotel for a vacation I was planning I was looking at the reviews of the hotel that I narrowed it down to. It had mostly great reviews. Then there was this one negative review. Know what it said? The reviewer gave the hotel a 2 out of 5 because the mini-fridge only had pepsi instead of coke, and the TV only had one channel in English. Mind you this hotel is in fucking SPAIN! I ask you this, how in the ever loving fuck is that review helpful to me? It’s not! But you know what else I didn’t find? Other reviewers commenting on this review to tell this person what an idiot he/she is. (Because why bring any more attention to this completely useless review?) The hotel that they  reviewed commenting on said review and letting them know what an idiot they are. Why? Because it’s fucking obvious. If anything, the only thing that that review did was make all the positive reviews more legitimate in my eyes. In all honesty, I don’t trust anything that ONLY has glowing reviews. I’ve learned that in most cases if something seems too good to be true, it probably is. 

Have I gotten negative reviews in my line of work? Absolutely! You can’t please everybody and people like to voice their opinions. I actually had a person complain once that I don’t know what I’m doing because I couldn’t help him find work. This person went on yelp and wrote a very lengthy and snarky review on my business all about it. Of course he left out the fact that his skill set didn’t quite match up to his salary expectations of wanting to make $55k with just a GED because he’s a ‘quick learner‘. He also left out my very sound advice that he lower his expectations a little and maybe work his way up, because who am I to tell him what to do? Uh, right.  

As much as I was itching to go and respond to this completely unjustified review, I didn’t. Why?  I grew up on a popular Russian saying; ‘Never argue with an idiot, others will never be able to tell the difference.’ That’s a rule I practice in life and in business. What would me commenting back on this review accomplish? This person will simply go on the defensive and probably look for supporters to claim his “rightness” while I will be single-handedly burying my professional name and reputation by trying to prove otherwise. I’ll never prove my point to this person, especially if I’m being defensive and bitchy about it. So when I hear from people that I don’t know what it’s like, I beg to differ. I do, I really do. My business is my baby, one that I put my blood, sweat and tears into. So of course it sucks getting unjustified (and even justified) negative reviews. But it’s par of the course, unfortunately. Such is life.

The very second that you put anything out on the internet, it becomes public. That means that it becomes open to public scrutiny and critique. Know that saying, opinions are like assholes, everyone’s got one? Yep. Welcome to the technological age that allows any asshole with an opinion to put theirs out there…be it constructive or not. You can’t change that no matter how much you’d like to. But what you can change is the way you react to it.

In my work and in my blogging, I’ve learned one very important thing; you really do get more flies with honey. Have I gotten my share of negative comments and situations? Lawd yes. But I will never, and I mean EVER respond in kind, because that’s just not who I am. I’ve had a commenter leave a very rude and snarky response to a constructively written negative review. I thanked this commenter and told them that I’m happy they enjoyed the book, but unfortunately it didn’t work for me for the reasons I stated. While I appreciate their opinion, I’d be happy to objectively discuss the book if they feel I got something wrong, but there is no need to be rude about it. Here’s a funny thing…the commenter actually appologized for their earlier comment. (pause for dramatic gasp here). What would have happened if I responded with an equally bitchy comment and told that person that they can take themselves and their ‘opinion’ and fuck right off? I’m pretty sure you know.

I also have a rule for my negative reviews; they’re constructive. I will never write anything in a review or even a comment anywhere that I wouldn’t be able to state directly to the person face to face. I’m a snarky and sarcastic shit in real life, but I have no issues saying these things in person. Internet is a great little tool that allows us a wider reach, but it doesn’t give us an excuse to act like insensitive assholes. There’s an actual human being behind the screen on the other side of the comment, email, or whatever. So before you say something that you otherwise wouldn’t have the balls to say in person, stop and think for a moment. Can this ‘comment’ affect you negatively? Will it cause you to lose followers/customers? Because the answer to both of those is a big ole’ resounding YES.

Now on to my point. Why do people think that they can act however they want, say whatever they like, and not receive that in kind? You want to have an opinion? You want to share this opinion with the world wide web? Well put on your big girl panties and prepare yourself for contradictory opinions.

So allow me to take this opportunity to address all of my points from the beginning of my post:

An author deciding it’s a good idea to share the name of a negative reviewer along with the negative review on social media.

No. Just no. Bad, author. Step away from the interwebs, count to ten, breathe, and then act. Yes, you’ll get sympathizers on your post that will agree with you and tell you how absolutely awesome you are. Know what you’ll also get? The silent unfollows and de-friends from followers that see this post for what you may not have necessarily intended for it to be… a bid for attention and for people to come down en masse on this reviewer. What does that get you at the end of the day except bring attention to a negative review that many people would not have otherwise seen and make you seem just a teensy bit unprofessional. Uhem.
I’ll also let you in on a secret. When I decide to buy a book, I like to look at both positive AND negative reviews. Know how many times I was turned off from purchasing a book because I saw negative reviews being attacked (notice I don’t say bullying here) by commenters that say that this person is an idiot and a failure in life for not getting how simply amazing this book was? I’ll give you a hint; A LOT. It does nothing to endear me to this particular author or the book. Even the dumbest reviews have merit, because they’ll keep like-minded dumbasses from reading a book that they wouldn’t enjoy.
I’ll let you in on another secret. Over half the books that I have purchased were actually after reading negative reviews. I have certain triggers that will keep me from books (I absolutely LOATHE love triangles and never read them). Aside from that, it’s fair game. Usually readers are smart enough to deduce between a biased or stupid review from an objective and constructive one. If someone hated a hero so much, it makes me curious how bad of an asshole he really is so I’ll be one clicking that bitch faster than you can say ‘asshole’. 
You’re putting your work out there for public consumption, be prepared for differing opinions. You can’t please everyone, but there’s a buyer for every product out there. Keep that in mind 😉
A reviewer complaining about the bitchy comments on their likewise bitchy negative reviews.
Read my entire post. You get irritated at an author for taking offense to a negative review but it’s ok for you to bitch about people commenting on yours because THEY disagree with YOU? Remember what I said about making your opinion public? Find those big girl panties of yours and move on. You’ll get them. You don’t need to jump down their throats for stating their opinions just like you did. You don’t like it or feel they’re too aggressive about it? Delete them, block them, and MOVE ON. You want to respond and tell them what an asshole they’re being? Want to get all your friends involved to ‘support you’ with like minded aggressive commentary back? Well don’t come crying to me when it turns into a 5 page thread of back to back idiocy of offense and defense and whole lot of fucks being thrown around. The only fuck I have is one I don’t have to give. 
And here’s another thing; we’re adults. Adults fight their own battles. Adults do not get all their friends involved in petty arguments and post it all over the damn place on social media to get even more pity and ‘support’. You handle your own shit. You don’t like what is being said? Respond to it…PROFESSIONALLY…and nip it in the bud. Or just ignore and delete it if you see that there is no seeing reason with this person. 

Someone saying that they’re getting treated unfairly by a street team.
Yes. It happens. It’s happened to me and friends of mine. I know one of my fellow bloggers was actually kicked out of a street team for not liking one of the books the author wrote and writing an extremely constructive and justified review about it. She shared that with me, I shared that with a few more blogging buddies, and the author has since lost a hefty amount of potential buyers because we were extremely turned off by the unprofessional and vindictive behavior. All this happened silently. There were no social media posts to be found on it. So just because you don’t hear it, doesn’t mean it’s not happening (a little food for thought here)
There’s also the flip side to this. If you’re having an issue with someone inside a street team, have you tried approaching them about it…privately? Before making a public post about how much that particular street team sucks? There’s always 3 sides to every story; your side, the other side, and what actually happened.
Someone saying that they are being targeted by a street team.
In the event that this is actually true, remember what I said about being turned off of a book that has negative reviewers being attacked in comments? That is the only thing that this tactic accomplishes. Oh and by the way, us bloggers (and plenty of readers) can tell when these comments come from street teams, and it’s a very effective way of turning us off from an author entirely.
Voting negative reviews down because what use are negative reviews, right? (sarcasm)
Read back my entire post. Negative reviews have merit. They will make the positive reviews more legit. If it’s a completely unjustified review, people can see that and won’t have it sway their opinion. I don’t put much weigh into reviews that state “this book sucked”  or “this erotic book was too erotic”. You see where I’m going with this? Readers are educated people, we can usually see between the lines.

Someone deciding it’s a good idea to leave a snarky/bitchy comment on a negative review that they don’t agree with.
Why? What do you want to accomplish? How well do you respond to criticism? Are you prepared for the reviewer to respond in kind? If you don’t agree with it, that’s great, but that person is just as justified in having their ‘opinion’ as you are in yours. Realize that the only thing you will accomplish is bringing even more attention to a review that may have otherwise gone unnoticed by others, and for that reviewer to go on the defensive and not listen to a damn thing you say anyway (justifiably so).

A reviewer doesn’t owe you anything. Their review doesn’t have to be detailed, lengthy, or constructive. They bought a book, didn’t like it, so they feel justified as marking it as so. Don’t agree with that? Write your own positive review. You wrote a positive review but still feel like commenting anyway? Sorry, that makes you look like a troll. Not your intention? That’s still the only thing you accomplish. Are you the author of said book that feels offended by that? Please,  please, for the love of all that’s holy do NOT comment on that review. The reviewer didn’t get how amazing your book is? Welcome to the real world, where everyone is not going to like everything. And just so we’re clear, an ARC reviewer doesn’t owe you a positive review. When you send a book to be read and reviewed honesty, you have to be prepared for that: HONESTY. 


Reporting a book on amazon because it’s competition for you.
You’re a fucking douchebag. Period. You don’t deserve to call yourself a professional. You don’t deserve to call yourself an author. You need to tuck your tail between your legs and crawl back under that rock that you came under from and stay there. Period.

Reporting a book on amazon because it offends your delicate sensibilities.
Here’s a concept, don’t buy the fucking book. Don’t read it. Don’t look at it. Don’t even think about it. Just because you don’t like it, who made you judge jury and executioner? There’s a product for every customer out there. Just because it’s ‘offensive’ to you doesn’t mean that there aren’t readers out there that will enjoy it. Who are you to judge? Also, see my point above about douchebags.
Someone deciding it’s a good idea to leave a negative review for a book that they haven’t read and then being shocked and appalled by the “hate” that they get for it.
Seriously? I don’t even have anything to say about this.

The constant and completely fucking IGNORANT way of throwing the word BULLY around.
FFS! A negative comment on your post is NOT bullying. A person disagreeing with your opinion and being vocal about it is NOT bullying. It truly makes me ragey seeing this word thrown around so carelessly that it’s starting to lose all meaning. Allow me to make it clear:
bul·ly1
ˈbo͝olē/
noun
  1. 1.
    a person who uses strength or power to harm or intimidate those who are weaker.
verb
  1. 1.
    use superior strength or influence to intimidate (someone), typically to force him or her to do what one wants.

Before you accuse someone of bullying you, look up the definition and think about true victims of this. Because you’re cheapening their horrific experiences by using this term so ignorantly. 
A sudden case of the internet superman syndrome, where people think that since they’re hiding behind the anonymity of the internet it allows them to act like total assholes without any thought to what their words can do.
Oh look at that, you can use the internet to leave an anonymous and venomous comment anywhere you see fit. All of a sudden you sprout a pair of balls and feel like you can be an asshole of epic proportions and that’s OK because it’s the internet. 
If you can’t say it to a person’s face, why would you say it online? Why even say it at all? What does a rude email to an author accomplish for you? What does a rude comment on a post get you? What does an asshole remark on a review result in? Does it make you feel big? Tough? Smart? Yeah? Well you’re the only one that thinks that. There’s a person on the other side of that screen. A person with feelings, a person that may have had a shit day, a person that may be dealing with things that you have absolutely zero idea about it. Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can be just as vicious. Think before you post. How would you respond if you’re on the receiving end of them?

Putting any of this up on social media and then being shocked when there’s blow back and even though you backpedal so fast you leave tread marks, you realize that there is no such thing as simply deleting. (hello, screenshots!)
Do I even need to comment on this?


My point in all this? We’re adults, we need to act like it. Professionalism isn’t just something that’s reserved for the 9-5. It’s a concept that should be applied to everything in our daily life. But we also need to understand that there will always be an exception to every rule. There’s always going to be the one asshole to be found in the bunch, but don’t let that give you a reason to judge everyone on the action of one. A reviewer leaving a venomous and unjustified review on a book doesn’t make ALL reviewers idiots or mean. A street team/author being assholes doesn’t make ALL street teams/authors that way. And so on and so forth. Don’t punish the lot on the actions of one. The reading and blogging community should be a safe and friendly platform for us to chat about books and everything in between without the fear of being judged. Let’s make it that way. 
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