Review: ★One To Leave★ by @AuthorTLouise

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ONE TO LEAVE (One to Hold, #5)
(Stuart & Mariska)
By Tia Louise
A New Adult Romance
Meet Stuart Knight Dec. 29, 2014. #SexyCowboy
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Some demons can’t be shaken off.

Some wounds won’t heal.

Until a pair of hazel eyes knocks you on your ass, and you realize it’s time to stop running.

A STAND-ALONE, ONE TO HOLD NOVEL. Adult Contemporary Romance: Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

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4 Wounded Warrior Stars


Stuart Knight had locked his heart up tight, but I was determined to break in and steal it.

Let me start by saying that even though the synopsis says it this book can be read as a standalone, and technically it can be, I wouldn’t recommend it. Although each book focuses on a different couple throughout this series, there’s still a whole lot of character and story development that continues through each book that would be lost on you if you read it on it’s own. I started this series with One to Love, and think I did the author a big disservice because there were certain elements in that book that were very much lost on me, until I read this book. And then I got it. I got what Tia is trying to do with this series and these characters and it just made me connect to it and like it that much more.


Don’t set your sights on me, Mariska.” Hazel eyes burned into mine. “When the time comes, I will leave.”

Stuart Knight. Just his name alone sounds delicious. Oh how I love me those broody and wounded warriors. And Stuart was definitely broody and damaged. As the older brother of Patrick Knight, we don’t know much about ‘Captain Asshat’, aside from the fact that he’s a Marine and that’s been his whole life…until the one day where that dream was brutally ripped away from him and left him broken, alone, and angry.

When an injury during deployment leaves him unable to continue active duty, Stuart is lost. He’s lost to the pain, to the memories, to the nightmares, and to his own demons.

When he realizes just how bad his opiate addiction is, he decides to leave everything for a chance to fix himself in the seclusion of his uncle’s cabin in Montana. But before that, he pays one last visit to the gym where he knows his nephew’s mother works. This is where Mariska first meets him.


Sometimes it takes more courage to give up one dream for a new one.

Mariska is a free spirit, a gypsy at heart. When the one simply unassuming but intense meeting with Stuart leaves her with vivid nightmares that she’s unable to explain but knows they’re inexplicably tied to the mysterious man, she makes a spur of the moment decision. Learning that Patrick and his girlfriend will be following Stuart to Montana, she lies about being his friend to follow them there. She doesn’t know why she does this, but all she knows is that she has to. She wants to fix him, to help him heal. Stuart, of course, wants nothing to do with the sweet and innocent Mariska. He thinks that his darkness will only taint her.

Thus begins the intricate push and pull dance of Mariska trying to get closer to him and Stuart pushing her away while at the same time unable to fight his connection to her.


If you love someone, set him free.”
“If he doesn’t come back, hunt him down and kill him.”

I have to say that the man really was intense, particularly inside the bedroom. Mariska, though slightly naive and innocent, was still a fantastic heroine. I’m not sure exactly why, but there was just something about her that just worked for me when usually it wouldn’t. Maybe it was her determination to heal Stuart?

While the book focuses on the developing relationship between Stuart and Mariska, it does also have a number of other POVS. This is the part that would definitely be lost on the reader that’s just going into this book without reading the others. There’s a lot of continuing story development that takes place here, and reading the series in order would help you connect to that more. Though I have to say that I really didn’t understand the inclusion of Nikki’s POV in the very beginning. Considering that I wanted to punch her in the throat toward the end, it really didn’t help. but perhaps the author has a grander plan for her.

I enjoyed this book much more than One to Love. It was emotional, at times steamy and at times sweet. A fantastic combination. But there was just a little something missing for me for it to be that perfect 5 star read. That’s not to say it wasn’t a solid 4 star, because it truly was. The epilogue was wonderful and I love how Tia gives you a satisfactory HEA while still giving you just enough of a tease to leave you begging for the next book.


Be sure to thank your soul for wanting my broken one.”
“You weren’t broken. You only needed a safe place to run free.”

Definitely looking forward to the next installment and to see exactly what this big secret that Derek is hiding that could cost him everything.


Books by Tia LouiseONE TO HOLD SERIES

One to Hold (Derek & Melissa), 2013
One to Keep (Patrick & Elaine), 2014
One to Protect (Derek & Melissa), 2014
One to Love (Kenny & Slayde), 2014
One to Leave (Stuart & Mariska), Dec. 29, 2014

Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ★A Desperate Man: Vol One★ by @EllaFrank2012 & @BrookeBlaine1

by Ella Frank and Brooke Blaine

Fantasies – we all have them.

For some it’s their dream job; others want the wedding, the 2.5 kids, the white picket fence.

My fantasies are a bit more…depraved.

Dark and sinful, they have destroyed relationships and my livelihood, yet I still submit to them like a slave.

Sex.

For most, it’s a natural expression of love, caring, or lust.
But there are those of us who can’t stop once we’ve had a taste.
Those of us who don’t want to.
And the shame of that never-ending cycle will eat us alive…

My name is Evan James, and I am a sex addict.

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“Come here.”

Evan James crooked his finger at the blonde currently shimmying back into her minuscule, tight, black dress. The same one she’d worn last night that had called like a siren’s song to his cock in the middle of the dimly lit club.

She looked over at him with heavy-lidded eyes and held the barely there fabric still around her waist. His eyes zoomed in on the impressive breasts overflowing out of her sheer, black bra. Covered, but not enough.

His mouth watered, and he wanted to drag her back to the bed and take hold of her ripe nipple before pulling the fabric down and out of his way to take her fully into his mouth again.

After having had her so many times in the last few hours,

she’d no doubt taste of him on every inch of her soft skin. He liked that. Before, she’d tasted faintly of vanilla musk—a fragrance he wasn’t overly fond of. He’d made quick, dirty work of her though, marking and leaving his scent on her with his lips, his sex, his come, and he figured one last go-round before sending her on her way would suppress his craving for at least a couple of days.

He hoped. His appetite was voracious.

“Can’t get enough, can you?” She leaned down over the edge of the bed and placed her hands there, giving him an ample view of what he wanted. Now.

He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t play with me.”

Blondie tsked and put her knees on the mattress, crawling on all fours toward him. “Oh, baby, I told you you’d never want me to leave once you got inside.”

She was right about that much. If he could live in pussy, he would. It was his weakness, his addiction, the one thing he’d give up anything and everything for. And he nearly had.


4 Erotically Charged Stars

If he could live in pussy, he would. It was his weakness, his addiction, the one thing he’d give up anything and everything for. And he nearly had.

I’ll be honest, I didn’t even bother reading the blurb when I saw the chance to receive an ARC of this book. Ella Frank is a permanent fixture on my auto-buy list. She just seems to have this midas touch and she hasn’t let me down yet. Brook Blaine is a new to me author, and together these two are a force to be reckoned with.

Firstly, I have to tell you that this book is nothing like you’ve ever read before from Ella. Actually, this books is unlike any I’ve read before. Period.

If you’re expecting a romance, this is not it…not yet anyway. The Fantasy introduces the reader to Evan. A broken man whose past and what led to his downfall is shrouded in mystery. A man that’s completely lost to his addiction. Told entirely in his POV, it is a no punches pulled, spare no dirty detail, and unapologetic view into Evan’s world.

Evan used to have it all; a successful career, money, women…Now he’s a shell of a man he ones was, but the one constant in his life remains. Women. Evan is a sex addict. A man that’s so deeply entrenched in his addiction, he truly doesn’t see a way out of it.

Evan has basically reached the rock bottom, so when salvation comes in the form of a job offer to a financial firm he never would have even considered when he was at the top of his career, he jumps on it…And comes face to face with a temptation unlike any he’s experienced before.

She looked like class and sex all neatly wrapped up in one siren-red fuck-me dress.

Here’s where things get very interesting. The introduction of Reagan. Reagan is a mystery of her own. You know absolutely nothing about her aside from the fact that she’s Evan’s boss. Her past is even more mysterious than Evan’s. This is no wilting wallflower. The woman is sharp witted, tough, and owns her sexuality like most women do stilettos.

She never took her eyes off him, and he wondered what she saw. A desperate man, most likely. One so deeply entrenched in the depth of his addiction that the only relief he’d been able to find lay with he woman beneath him, covered in his come- she’d become his dirtiest fantasy.

I don’t want to give you any more detail than that simply because it’s best experienced blind. This is not a long book and is one you can easily read in one sitting. It’s more of an introduction of Evan and a look into his world than anything else. It’s erotic, it’s different, and I can already tell that it’s going to be addicting.

About Brooke

You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.

Her first solo novel, a romantic comedy, is due out in early 2015, but first, she thought she’d write a raunchy story with her best friend that would scar her conservative southern family for life.

If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find – just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years.

Instagram: @brookeblaine1
Email: brookeblaineauthor@gmail.com


About Ella

Ella Frank is a #1 Amazon Bestselling Author. She writes both contemporary and erotic fiction and is best known for her Exquisite Series, and Temptation Series.

The minute she began her love affair with reading, she became and avid supporter of the romance genre and has never looked back.

Ella is Australian born and bred but currently resides in Houston, Texas with her husband.

Instagram: @Ellafrank1
Email: ellafrank2012@gmail.com

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Debt✩ by @NinaGJones

Title: DEBT

Author: Nina G. Jones
Genre: Erotic Suspense
Release Date: December 2, 2014
Cover Model: BJ Gaddour
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DEBTcoverI don’t know what I was thinking when I hired someone to attack me. Maybe I was bored, or lonely, or there was a void so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it.

It was supposed to be safe. A thrill. A way to break through the monotony of everyday life. It was an illusion of danger that I could walk away from as soon as it was over.

Except that it wasn’t. Because I had been in danger long before I ever invited it into my life.
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My mission is almost complete. The bubbling boil of vengeance that heats my blood might finally simmer.

She is the last piece of the puzzle. Once I destroy her, everyone who ever hurt me will have paid their debt.

It was supposed to be quick and easy, but as soon as I met her it got complicated.

Very complicated.

“Please, dance with me,” I beg in a mewl.

His hand threads through my hair, the other grabs my ass and pulls me up and against his thigh, applying more pressure against him.

Brick by brick.

And we move in sync: slow, rhythmic grinding. Eye to eye. Lids barely parted. Sweat beading. Low moans vanish into the air. The deafening music drowns out any conflicted feelings that remain. He tugs my hair and extends my neck, grazing his teeth against my chin, the tip of his tongue awakening the sensitive nerve endings. His hand squeezes my half-exposed ass, and everything lights up. My nipples and clit, a partnership of arousal, tense in ecstasy as they stroke against the man who sets me on fire. He is also the only person who can put me out.

My moans grow louder, but they are drowned out in the safety of the music. And like the flashing lights in the club, I become ablaze with flickering energy, throwing my head back, arching my spine as he supports me, as he lets me use his body, his smell, his taste, his overpowering masculine energy to put out the blaze that he ignites inside of me.

I collapse onto him, grasping his shirt, taking in his smell, the warmth of his broad chest, completely lost in the sensory experience that is Tax. I smile as I burrow my face into his chest, drunk off the mixture of alcohol and lust.

4 dirty dirty DIRTY debt Stars

Reckless. Irresponsible. Dirty. Dangerous. Exhilarating. Erotic. Wild. Euphoric.
How can one thing be all of those?
How can peering into the gutter of my soul feel like I just touched heaven?

What in the effing hell did I just read? And why do I suddenly feel the need to go to confessional? But the better question is, why in the fucking hell did I like it?!

The quote above describes the book perfectly, because it truly is ALL of those things.
Reckless.
Irresponsible.
Dirty.
Dangerous.
Exhilarating.
Erotic.
Wild.
Euphoric.
And most importantly Dirty (it’s worth listing it twice)

There are no pleasantries, no small talk it’s a man who wants to fuck a woman. Not just fuck her, but take her.

I can say that this book is certainly not for everyone. It’s just one fuck shy of being depraved. Luckily my sanity is long gone and my ovaries are steel plated, so this was right up my pervy little alley.

Don’t fucking act like you don’t like this shit, Mia. I know you want someone to dirty you up. I’ll make you fucking filthy.

Mia is a good girl…well mostly anyway. She loves her job working at an adult toy company, but her own sex life has been sorely lacking lately. So when her best friend tells her about the most thrilling and erotic sex she’s ever had just so happened to come from a service in the form of a ‘rape fantasy’ she wants to be disgusted…and yet she can’t help but be incredibly intrigued at the same time. A hot and sexy stranger, a safe word that makes it all stop should you chose, and the promise of the hottest sex she’s ever had proves too alluring to resist. But nothing prepares her for the man that shows up to ‘attack her’

Tax Draconi is a debt collector and Mia is the last name on his list of people to pay.

I will suck her dry. I will fuck the life out of her, I will ravage her until she is hollow and used…

Now I have to tell you, some of the scenes that take place in this book? Even the seasoned pervert in me was almost screaming

Because it is one step away from being borderline rapey…and yet it wasn’t. But it was certainly…dirty. Very, very, VERY dirty.

My advice if you chose to read this is to slightly suspend your disbelief. The interesting thing is I couldn’t find it in me to care that some of the things that I read here would usually bother me in any other books. Which definitely goes to say something…and I’d rather not think on that right now LOL.

But the premise of the book is much darker and a whole lot more than the dirtyness of it.

Tax targets Mia for a very specific reason. A reason that has everything to do with their shared past and a past that she has no recollection of.

The story is told in alternating flashbacks of present to past and slowly trickle feeds the reader details, little by little, until you start putting together all the puzzle peaces. Tax’s history is absolutely gut wrenching. This is no sunshine and unicorns type of book. It’s DARK and it’s all kinds of fucked up.

I wish I can give you more of the plot, but I simply can’t. That blurb is vague, and that’s all you should know going in.

I had a hard time understanding Mia’s almost instantaneous connection to Tax, especially given some of the things that he makes her do. I have to say some were almost too tough to swallow…even for me. And yet her lust for him was always unwavering. Now taking into consideration their “past”, it did make a little more sense to me by the end.

I have to say that I could have gone without one very particular scene: (view spoiler)[I don’t want to even read the word ‘tampon’ in my book, especially a sex scene that starts off with the pulling of one out. Euuuwie. No spanks (hide spoiler)]

But aside from that, I couldn’t put this one down. As much as I thought I had an idea about where this book would go, the constant twists and turns kept me on my toes until the very end. And then that end! Holy freaking shit! The feels! The feels, I tell ya! Damn.

This was my first Nina G. Jones book, but I can definitely tell you that she’s found a new fan in me.

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Nina G. Jones is the author of the Strapped Series and Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel.

Her next novel, DEBT, is slated to be released in December 2014.

Nina currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two fur babies. She will work for chocolate cake.

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Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ★The Truth About Air & Water★ by @KatherineOwen01

The Truth About Air & Water by Katherine Owen 
(Truth in Lies #2) 
Publication date: August 25th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

The Truth In Lies Series. READ 
This Much Is True, book 1 first, although it’s been written as a standalone. Readers say, don’t do that.

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” -Ernest Hemingway ~ A Farewell To Arms

They share an epic love but one moment changes everything. A life together that seemed certain is shattered. One learns you never love the same way twice; the other learns what it means to come home. You only think you know how this love story goes, but do you really know how an epic love can end?

“There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.”
-F. Scott Fitzgerald

She is living color, and I’ve been in a black-and-white world for far too long without her.
Powerful stuff. It surrounds me. I’ve felt it since I first arrived. The forcefield of her. The magnetism of her. The power she wields over me. I’m alive again because of her, like a dying plant that finally gets some water. I’ve got it bad for this girl.
Reality dawns.
The light comes through the darkness and shines on me.
She’s my water.
-Lincoln Presley

The truth is I breathe with him. He is my air. Raison d’etre.
-Tally Landon

Author’s note: This novel is part of the Truth In Lies series. It can be read as standalone, however, fans of my fiction already are highly recommending that those new to my work, READ This Much Is True book 1 FIRST.

As Lincoln Presley would say, “do as you must, Princess.”

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4 I’m emotionally exhausted Stars

You know what they say, don’t you?
Everything comes together.
You know what I’m going to say, don’t you?
Everything comes together and then falls apart.
But who’s right? You ask.
I am.

When I finished This Much is True last year, I was emotionally wrung out. Katherine Owen has this incredible ability to reach with her words straight down your throat and to your heart. Then, like the sadist that she surely has to be, she squeezes that fucker and doesn’t let it go until you’re crying, screaming, and begging for mercy. Ask me how I survived that book, and fuck if I know. It was gut wrenching. And at the same time, that couple stayed with me. They never got out of my head. It’s just one of those tumultuous love stories that you simply can’t forget.

Beautiful things are like that, extraordinary one minute, gone the next.

So you can only imagine my reaction when Katherine told me that she will writing a second book for Linc and Tally (FYI the first books does contain a HEA). Suffice it to say I was equal parts excited and terrified as to what else the author can possibly put this couple through. Believe me when I tell you that she already put them through hell and back…twice over….then went back and ran them over with a mack truck…twice.

We are bound, somehow, her and I.

First, while you could technically read this as a standalone, I would advise against this. You really need to start from the very beginning with Linc and Tally. You’ll understand and appreciate everything that they’ve been through that much more.

I was afraid that this book would be excessive, have unnecessary angst, drama, and quite frankly be too much. I can also tell you that I am now gladly eating my words. Because Tally and Linc absolutely needed this book, and I’m so happy that Katherine decided to write it. It’s definitely not as intense or angsty as the first one, but don’t let that fool you. It will still put you through the wringer emotionally.

It’s just like they say. You’ve got your fingers in the dike preventing the dam from breaking, but it’s only a matter of time before it does. That’s how water works. That’s the strength of water. You can’t stop it.

The Truth About Air & Water finds Linc and Tally together, months after This Much is True ended. They’re settling into their life together one step at a time and trying to plan their wedding. But nothing for this couple has ever been easy, and their road to marriage certainly isn’t a smooth one. Actually, fuck that. It’s a mount Everest fucking climb is what it is.

Linc is laser focused on his baseball career, while Tally is still dealing with the fallout from the gut wrenching news that she received after her attack in Moscow. They’re trying to make things works, but sometimes even your best isn’t enough. And sometimes life has other plans for you and doesn’t ask whether or not you’re strong enough to handle it.

I must hate him now. I love him and hate him at the same tie. I wield this newfound rage deep inside, so deep that no one sees it, but it’s there growing and changing and getting stronger with every passing day.

What happens? Well, that my nosy friends, I definitely can’t tell you. But what I can tell you, is that as tumultuous and volatile as this love story is, it’s like a shipwreck

But just try to look away. I dare you.

If you’re looking for a book that’s filled with steam to offset the angst, keep looking. Katherine Owen doesn’t give you that here. And the odd thing? I never found myself missing it.

I’ll give you a moment to absorb that particular shock.

The fact is, this is such an emotional and poignant story that you will find yourself too absorbed in all their turmoil to care about anything else.

Your heart will bleed for this couple. You’ll scream, you’ll rage, you’ll cry. And you sure as hell won’t be able to set it down.

She is living color, and I’ve been in a black-and-white world for far too long without her.
Powerful stuff. It surrounds me. I’ve felt it since I first arrived. The forcefield of her. The magnetism of her. The power she wields over me. I’m alive again because of her, like a dying plant that finally gets some water. I’ve got it bad for this girl.
Reality dawns.
The light comes through the darkness and shines on me.
She’s my water. 

That ending was just absolute perfection. It managed to bring a tear even to my cold and black little heart. If you like angsty, emotional, and at times even gut wrenching reads, this is an author that you need to become acquainted with. If even this self proclaimed smut slut can look past the fact that there’s basically zero steam because I was so enraptured in the story, it really tells you something.

My only advise? Have lots of alcohol, tissues, and ice cream on hand. PMS has NOTHING on Katherine Owen.

Don’t miss the book that started it all!

Katherine Owen writes contemporary edgy fiction, which translates to: she writes love stories that are contemporary in setting and both edgy and dark. Some readers term her books emotional roller coasters. With her writing, Owen admits she has a fondness for angst, likes to play with a little drama, and essentially toys around with the unintentional complications of love. She contends this began early on when she won a poetry contest at the age of fourteen and appears to be without end. Owen has an avid love of coffee, books, and writing, but not necessarily in that order. She writes both Contemporary Romance and New Adult fiction which includes her bestselling TRUTH IN LIES Series (a series despite despising ‘series’) beginning with This Much Is True and her latest release, The Truth About Air & Water. The TRUTH IN LIES series is fan-driven. So. There will be a third book about Linc and Tally released in 2015 titled Tell Me Something True.

About Owen’s fiction…This is NOT the light trope stuff. She travels a unique, writerly path and enjoys writing dark and angsty (a “non-word” she is fond of) emotional love stories. She often warns readers to be prepared with: time, tissues, wine, Advil or your drug of choice. And, as her most favored character, Lincoln Presley, would say, “do what you must, Princess.”

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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.

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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Review: ✩No Promises Required✩ by Cari Quinn


A sexy category romance from Entangled’s Brazen imprint…

No strings. And no restraints…

Professional football player Bryan Townsend is sidelined for the next two weeks while he recovers from a knee injury. The upside? He’ll get to attend his sister’s wedding. The downside? He’s not sure he’ll have a spot on his team when he returns. So when he’s confronted by a sexy blast from his past the night of the bachelor party, he sees an opportunity to seduce thevery stunning maid of honor.

But Bryan had no clue Jill St. John was still a virgin. Or that she was merely looking to expand her sexual repertoire without having to trust anyone with her heart. But with every encounter, Jill can’t help but fall for the man Bryan’s become. The clock is running down. If he’s to win it all, Bryan must make the biggest play of his career—choosing between his team…or the woman he’s always wanted.

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4 Bad Boy meets Good Girl with a bad side Stars


It turns out that the girl next door sometimes grows up to be the woman who makes you fall in love with her, whether or not you’re ready.

I love Cari Quinn’s writing, and she never fails to deliver some of the sexiest bad boys I’ve had the pleasure of reading. When you have a football star with a penchant for dirty talk and a little kink thrown in?

Nothing I like more than good girl lusting after her best friend’s older brother trope. It’s pretty much always a winner in my book, especially when the MCs chemistry is so sizzling it practically burns the pages.

Jill has been lusting after the town’s bad boy, Bryan, since she was just a teen. But unfortunately for her, he’s always seen her as his younger sister’s best friend. They share one sizzling kiss once and then he leaves town to pursue his football career. Now he’s back for his sister’s wedding, and all bets are off. Jill may be a virgin, but she’s determined to finally seduce the bad boy into her bed…even if she has to get her hands a little uhem…dirty…in the process.

I was a little afraid at first that Jill would annoy me at first. I’m not really a reader that likes heroines that are on the brash side, or are basically coming off as desperate in their pursuit of the guy, but luckily Jill never quite crossed that line. She does pursue Bryan, and she’s certainly not shy about it, but it was never excessive to the point where it would bother me.


Make me come. Please.” She didn’t recognize the high, thin pitch of her own voice. She couldn’t get close enough, couldn’t quite get there.
“I will, baby. I’m living for it.”

Now Bryan was a bad boy you will fall for right away. He struggles with his attraction to Jill. Given his reputation of the love them and leave them type, he thinks she’s too good for him. That is, until the good girl shows him that she has a VERY bad side to her.


This wasn’t about claiming some part of her she hadn’t given someone else. This was total ownership. But he didn’t own her. She owned HIM.
His body. His mind. His heart.

No Promises Required is a steamy, a little kinky, and a lot entertaining. It was the perfect sexy romance to pick up while in between books. I enjoyed the heck out of it. If you’re a fan of the best friend’s sibling trope, you will LOVE this book. Cari Quinn definitely knows how to write one scorching sex scene. But beyond the sex, there was a fantastic romance with even better secondary characters. I really hope that Cade will be getting a book. My curiosity is definitely peaked with that one.


Don’t miss the first 3 books in the Love Required series!

No Dress Required (Love Required, bk 1)
No Flowers Required (Love Required, bk 2)
No Romance Required (Love Required, bk 3)

Review: ✩Soul Avenged✩ by Keri Lake

Passion is blind in vengeance and love…

Ayden’s suburban home was invaded by a pack of Lycans.

The brutal attack is the only memory she carries of her former life.

Now, one motive burns in her soul:

KILL THEM ALL.

The Sons of Wrath—a brood of vengeance-dealing warrior demons—band with Ayden to hunt the Lycans on Detroit’s most deadly feeding grounds.

Kane Walker should’ve been her easiest kill.

Unfortunately, the newly bitten Lycan has something she wants—clues that may finally lay her past to rest. To reach them, she must be willing to submit to the sensual pleasures awakened by his touch.

Time is running out.

In seven days, Kane will become what Ayden despises most. She can halt his transformation but the antidote requires the ultimate sacrifice. As the beast takes hold, Kane becomes more of a threat.

Ayden must choose between her lust for revenge, or surrender to her enemy and discover a horrible truth.

Sons of Wrath
Never gamble with vengeance

Title: Soul Avenged
Series: Sons of Wrath #1
Author: Keri Lake
Genre: Paranormal Romance
4 Holy Shit Why Did It Take Me So Long To Read This STARS

Anger and vengeance was all she’d ever known, all she’d ever lived for.

PNR was the genre that first got me into reading, it continues to be one of my favorites to this day. But finding a good PNR series lately has become like finding a needle in a haystack. But boy did I hit the fucking motherload when I found Keri Lake’s Sons of Wrath series.

You want a kickass heroine that puts most men to shame? Meet Ayden
Usually when I start a new PNR series, I have what I refer to as a case of the “book firsts”. What I mean is, it takes me a while to truly get into the book with all the character introductions and world building. Not here. Keri’s intricate and unique world building sucked me right in from the very beginning. I knew right away that that I had a new favorite series on my hands. And the Wrath brothers? Holy mother of FUCK, those boys are drool worthy and panty melting hot.

Ayden is a very tough and yet cold heroine. She’s survived a brutal attack that would have left her dead and then was molded into a cold-blooded hunter whose one goal is to hunt down and kill every single Lycan. With zero memory of her old life, all she’s known is vengeance and death.
We’re introduced to an intricate world of ghouls, lycans, demons, and much more. Ayden definitely stands out above the rest with her no-ties, cold hearted and brutal tendencies. This is not a soft heroine in the very least. This woman kicks ass and makes no apologies. When she finds a recently bitten Lycan (Kane) writhing in pain, it should be an easy kill…except one touch gives her memories that may very well be her own. She has seven days before he makes a full turn and she’s forced to kill him to figure out just how this halfling ties into her old life.

I have to admit that Ayden was a tough heroine to truly like in the very beginning. She treats Kane like the dirt stuck to her shoe, even though he’s not a fully turned Lycan yet and is a victim just like she was. Her treatment of him was so cold it was almost off-putting at times.
I would also say that the romance was not really the center of this book, or at least it didn’t quite feel like that to me. But I couldn’t care in the least because between all the secondary characters and the world building, I was so thoroughly sucked in that I didn’t even bat an eyelash at it.

My other minor quibble was that Kane wasn’t quite the alpha male that I usually prefer in books…or at least not in the beginning. He wasn’t quite beta either, I’d call him a gamma hero. He really came into his own towards the end, and it was very satisfying. But he was more sweet and caring and at times I almost questioned how he could have feelings for Ayden after her treatment of him.

However, Keri Lake is an extremely talented author in that she’s able to tie everything together flawlessly. Everything was a balance system and all questions get answered in the end about Kane, Ayden, as well as a few others. I LOVED how Keri was able to tie everything together. The reader really gets a feel for why Ayden is the way that she is and why Kane, although not quite as tough as she is, is the perfect match for her. Then there were the plot twists! Holy fucking shit those plot twists! You will never see them coming and when they hit you BAM! You’ll be left with your jaw hanging open. Holy shit it was awesome!

Soul Avenged is a unique, action packed ride that you will not want to put down from beginning to finish add into that some incredibly sexy Wrath demons and you’ve got yourself a recipe for awesome! As a matter of fact, I’m diving right into Logan’s book because I can’t wait a second longer. If you’re looking for a new PNR series with characters that you will absolutely pant over, look no further. I cannot believe it took me so long to finally start this one. Thank you to my lovely friend Sammy for giving me the final push that I need it. I highly recommend this for any fans of sexy PNR.

Blog Tour, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Not Until You✩ by @RoniLoren

Not Until You
Author: Roni Loren
Genre: Erotic Romance, BDSM
Release Date: November 4, 2014

Cela knows how to be good. She’s had a lifetime of practice. But on the night of her college graduation, she decides she’s earned one wild night before she has to move back home to her overprotective family. So when the hot neighbor she’s been quietly fantasizing about for a year suggests a game of Never Have I Ever, she’s ready. But what starts out as a simple game takes an unexpected turn. Because Ian Foster doesn’t play games he can’t win.

Foster knows his desires aren’t for the faint of heart, especially not for someone as sweet and innocent as his pretty neighbor. But when Cela shows up at his door with an invitation that surprises him, he can’t resist indulging. Cela has no idea what she’s in for. The secret dark side of this man’s need will both intrigue and terrify her. But Cela has a secret of her own—and a new game to see just how far they’re both willing to go, and how much they’re willing to risk by crossing every boundary of desire.

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CHAPTER 1

“Andre, this isn’t a good time. Can I call you back?”

I did my best not to let my cell phone slip from between my ear and shoulder. Just don’t drop the tequila. I adjusted the enormous bottle my friend, Bailey, had given me as a graduation present from my right hand to beneath my left arm and tried to dig my keys out of my purse so I could open the main door to my apartment building.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to make it, Cela,” my older brother said, his guilt obviously trumping my request to call him later. “I got caught at an investigation site this morning. I thought I’d be able to get there in time, but we had a witness wanting to talk and….”

I cursed silently as my keys hit the pavement. I crouched down, doing my best not to flash my underwear to anyone who may be passing by. “Really, it’s fine. They called my name. I walked across the stage and got a piece of paper and a sash for being summa cum laude. Papá yelled my name like he was at a baseball game instead of a ceremony. Mamá cried. We all went to lunch at Rosario’s and then the two of them headed back to the airport. Not that interesting.”

My brother’s heavy sigh said everything. I almost felt guilty that he felt so guilty. “Before you move back home next month, we’re getting together to celebrate. My baby sister, the doctor. I’m so proud I could burst.”

I smiled. I did like the sound of that. Dr. Marcela Medina, Doctor of Veterinary Medicine. Seven years of exams and studying and clinics, but it was finally done. Now it was time to leave Dallas and head back home to Verde Pass and take up the slack in my dad’s practice.

That last part had my smile faltering a bit. I hooked my key ring with my finger and wobbled back to a stand. “That’s sounds great. But I really have to get going. I have my hands full and need to get through the door.”

“Cela, you know better than to carry too much. Parking lots at night are one of the most dangerous places for women. Are you holding your mace?” he asked, his voice going into that bossy cop tone I was all too familiar with.

“It’s in my hand,” I lied, trying to remember where I’d stowed the last little canister he’d given me—probably in my junk drawer. “But I don’t have a free hand to pull the door open.”

“All right,” he said, placated. “Congratulations again. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

The phone call ended but I didn’t have a way to take the phone off my ear, so I just shuffled forward in a sideways hunch, trying to juggle everything I was holding to get my key into the door. After two attempts, I got the lock turned and pressed my back against the glass door to push my way into the lobby.

As soon as I’d cleared the entrance and turned toward the stairs, male voices sounded behind me. Of course someone would show up right after I didn’t need help anymore. I peeked back to see who it was, Andre’s danger warnings still echoing in my head, but found something more distracting than criminals—my neighbors, Foster and Pike.

Foster stepped through the main door first and glanced my way. As usual, everything went melty inside me, his smile like a zap of heat to my system. Ridiculous. “Need some help, neighbor?”

I straightened, but forgot about my phone in the process. My brand new I-

Phone went sliding off my shoulder.

“Crap!” I lurched forward, trying to save it from its imminent demise, and accidentally dropped my plastic bag of Chinese takeout on the way.

“Whoa, there.” Pike, Foster’s roommate, was at my side in a second. His hand caught my elbow, saving me from losing the ginormous bottle of liquor along with my balance. But my phone clattered to the ground, the harsh sound mixing with the splat of my noodles hitting tile.

I winced, anticipating a broken screen. “Dammit.”

Foster bent down, his tie brushing the ground as he swept my phone off the floor. He peered at the screen, dark brows lowering over pale eyes, then he turned the phone toward me—the happy puppy screensaver staring back at me in tact. “All is well. Luckily, these things are built to take a licking.”

My brain got snagged on the work lick, and the back of my neck went hot. My lips parted, but words failed me. Great, imitate a gaping goldfish–that’s cute.

Pike cleared his throat, easing the tequila from my arms, and then crouched down near the open bag at my feet. He grabbed a noodle from the spilled box of Chinese food, tipped his head back and dropped it into his mouth, his eyes watching mine. “The lomein’s a loss, though.”

I swallowed hard, his gaze even more bad boy than the tattoos peeking out from his open collar. His pierced tongue snaked around the noodle. Look away. I forced my face upward, but then ended up focusing on Foster again. Say something. God, I was standing there like an idiot. This was why I always avoided these two like they were contagious. They made me go stupid.

Foster held out my phone, and I managed to take it, the slight brush of his fingers against mine hitting the reset button in my brain. I managed a feeble, “Thank you.”

Foster glanced at the mess on the floor. “I’m really sorry I said anything. I didn’t mean to distract you from your intricate juggling act.”

I shook my head. “No, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have been trying to carry everything at once. It’s been a long day, and I was hoping to save myself a second trip up the stairs.”

“The joys of a walk-up.” Pike grabbed a few napkins and started cleaning up the noodles at my feet like it was his mess to worry about.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that.” I lowered down to my knees. “I’ll take care of it.”

He grinned over at me, the mirror opposite of his roommate. Ian Foster was all suits and dark looks—a man who preferred to be called by his surname. Whereas, Pike didn’t seem to even have a last name. He was a drummer in some popular local band—jeans, a sex-on-the-mind-smile, and spiked, bleached hair his usual uniform. Not that I had studied either of them. Or listened to their escapades through the wall I shared with them. Not at all.

Keep telling yourself that, Cela.

Despite my protest, Pike helped me finish picking up the mess. “So what’s the big ass bottle of tequila for? No one could’ve had that bad of a day.”

I glanced over at the bottle I’d set on the floor, debating whether I could be trusted to have normal conversation with these two without sounding like I had a speech impediment. “I, uh, graduated today. It was a gift.”

“Oh, right on.”

“Congratulations, Cela,” Foster said. Just the sound of him saying my name in that smooth, dark voice had my stomach clenching. He was all southern refinement, but I didn’t miss the glimmer of a drawl underneath it all.

Ay diosmio. My body clamored to attention like an eager Labrador ready to be petted. Down, girl. These guys were way above my pay grade. I wasn’t dumb or delusional. I’d seen/spied on/secretly hated the women who’d passed through their apartment door—women who looked like they’d earned their doctorates in the art of seduction.

I hadn’t even reached the kindergarten level in that particular department.

“Thank you.”

“You were going to vet school at Dallas U, right?” Foster had tucked his hands in the pockets of his slacks, and though the question was casual, I had the distinct impression he was tense beneath that suit jacket.

Pike handed me a napkin for my hands and stood to toss the food into a nearby trash can.

I wiped off my hands and pushed myself to my feet, trying to do it as gracefully as possible in my restrictive skirt. “Yes, how’d you know that?”

“The scrubs you wear have the school insignia on them,” Foster said, as if it was totally normal that he’d looked at me that closely.

“Observant.” Especially considering I usually only managed a head-down, mumbled hey-how-are-ya exchange when we passed each other in the hallway. Secretly listening to one of your hot neighbors having sex had a way of making eye contact a bit uncomfortable the next day—particularly if said eavesdropper had used the soundtrack to fuel her own interlude with her battery-operated boyfriend.

Not that I had. Several times. Whatever.

Pike sidled up next to Foster—a motley pair if there ever was one. “So, doc, now that you’ve got no dinner and clearly too much liquor on your hands, why don’t you join us? We already have pizza on the way, and we can play a drinking game with the tequila. Do college kids still play Never Have I Ever? I was always good at that one.”

Kid? Is that what they saw me as? Neither of them could be that much older than I was. Though in terms of life experience, I had no doubt they trumped me a few times over.

“Oh, no, that’s okay.” The refusal was automatic, long practiced. How many times had I turned down such offers—from guys, from friends? My parents had been so strict when I was younger that I almost didn’t know how to say yes even after living on my own the last few years. Studies first. Fun later. Yet, there never seemed to be any time for fun after the first one was finished.

“You sure? I don’t want you going to bed with no dinner because of us,” Foster said, frown lines marring that perfect mouth of his.

Going to bed and us was about all I heard. My father’s stern voice whispered in my ear. You don’t know these men. You’ll be all alone in their apartment. Medina women have more respect for themselves than that.

“Really, I’m fine. I had a big lunch,” I said, my smile brief, plastic. “But thanks.”

“Oh, come on,” Pike said, his tone cajoling. “We’ve been neighbors for what, two years? We should at least get to know a little about each other.”

Get to know each other? I knew that Foster was loud when he came—even if he was alone. Knew that Pike liked to laugh during sex. Knew the two men shared women. And the other sounds I’d heard over the last two years…the smacks, the commands, the erotic screams. My face went as hot as if I’d stuck my head in an oven.

“Y’all just want me for my tequila,” I said, attempting to deflect my derailing thoughts.

The corner of Pike’s mouth lifted. “Of course that’s not all we want you for.”

“Uh…” Oh, hell. Pictures flashed across my brain. Dirty, delicious pictures. I almost dropped my phone again. I had no idea what to do with my hands, my expression.

Foster put a hand on Pike’s shoulder. “The lady said no. I think we should let her go celebrate her graduation however she wants.”

“All right.” Pike’s face turned hang dog, but he handed me the tequila bottle. “If you change your mind, we’ve got big plans. Supreme pizza and a Star-Wars-themed porn marathon. The Empire Sucks C—”

Foster smacked the back of Pike’s head, and Pike ducked and laughed.

“Kidding. I mean, a Jane Austen marathon,” Pike corrected, his green-gold eyes solemn. “Pride and Pu—”

Foster was behind Pike, his hand clamping over his friend’s mouth in a flash. “I seriously can’t take him out. He’s like an untrained puppy. Maybe you can lend me a shock collar or something.”

Pike waggled his eyebrows, all playful wickedness.

I laughed, putting my hand to my too hot forehead, and turning toward the stairs. “Yeah, so, I’m going to go now.”

“Cela,” Foster said as I put my foot onto the first step.

I glanced back. “Yeah?”

His ice melt eyes flicked downward, his gaze alighting along the length of me before tracing their way upward again in a slow, unashamed perusal. “Promise you won’t go to bed hungry.”

I wet my lips, my skin suddenly feeling too tight to accommodate the blood pumping beneath it, and nodded.

But it was a lie.

I always went to bed hungry.

And it had nothing to do with a spilled dinner.


4 Stars

Never have I ever…

Broken the Rules.

Had a one-night stand.
Lived out a fantasy.
Slept with the hot neighbors I’ve been crushing on for a year.
Lost Control.
But I want to…

First of all, if you haven’t read any other books by this fantastic author, you’re seriously missing out. If you liked erotic BDSM romance than you really need to read her Loving on the Edge series. I first fell in love with this series when I stumbled onto the very first book, Crash into You and absolutely loved it. Not Until You was originally written as a serial spin off from that series, with the heroine being Cela, who is the younger sister of Andre (the hero from Melt into You). I knew right away that I wanted to read it, but my poor impatient self just couldn’t bring myself to read it one crumble at a time…so I waited for the full serial to be out and read it as a full book.

I was spellbound. Things like this did’t happen in my life. I didn’t allow them to. My world was safely constructed and populated with people who didn’t push my boundaries.

Marcela or Cela has been a good girl all her life, constantly feeling the pressure to be the obedient child while stuck under her father’s overbearing thumb. Now she’s finally achieved her goal of graduating veterinary school and is preparing to go back to the family nest to join her father’s practice. But before she does that, she wants to truly experience passion and life…and what’s a better way to do that then one sinfully sex night with her two incredibly sexy neighbors.

Now before you go getting any ideas, while this book does have a VERY hot MFM scene, it is NOT a MFM romance. It’s made clear from the very first encounter that the true passions burns the hottest between Cela and Foster.

You want to play this game, angel, and know what I’m really like? Want to see what you think is such a little issue? Because I’ve had a real bad day, and there’s nothing I’d like more right now than to fuck that notion right out of you.

Foster was absolute perfection. He was also a breath of fresh air since he was (are you sitting down for this) a dom that actually WANTED a relationship and a commitment of having a sub. That’s not to say that he doesn’t have issues, because he had those aplenty. Guilt from a tragedy from his past, fear of the woman he wants not wanting his particular brand of dominance. He falls hard and fast for Cela (though no insta-love found here), but he’s afraid that she’s just sowing her wild oats with him.

It was the perfect moment.
With the perfect woman.
And for just those few minutes, as they rolled over and curled into each other, he let himself imagine that it wouldn’t be temporary. That’d he’d found that girl.

Cela develops feelings for Foster but she’s afraid of being weak or getting out from one man’s thumb and right under another. She struggles with her submissive nature and questions their relationship.

I really enjoyed this book, but I also felt that it was a little dragged out at parts. I found myself skimming through parts of the book since my interest would wane. But this wasn’t frequent and didn’t last long.

My only other quibble is Foster’s constant use of the “angel” endearment. It drove me a little batty. I understand that was his “thing” for her, but switching it up at times wouldn’t have hurt. It was used 153 times. And I’m a reader that tends to nitpick, so you can tell my dilemma here.

But nonetheless, the book was still highly entertaining, the romance was sizzling, and even considering my 2 quibbles I did still really like it.

There is also a bonus novella included here, So Into You. Which was a nice little addition to the book. I loved getting Bret’s story since she really intrigued me in Cela and Foster’s book.

If you’re wondering if you can read this without having read the other books in the series? Absolutely. Though if you’ve read Melt into You, you’ll appreciate the appearance of Andre, Jace and Evan in this one. However, it can easily be read as a standalone.


Roni wrote her first romance novel at age fifteen when she discovered writing about boys was way easier than actually talking to them. Since then, her flirting skills haven’t improved, but she likes to think her storytelling ability has. Though she’ll forever be a New Orleans girl at heart, she now lives in Dallas with her husband and son.

If she’s not working on her latest sexy story, you can find her reading, watching reality television, or indulging in her unhealthy addiction to rockstars, er, rock concerts. Yeah, that’s it. She is the National Bestselling Author of The Loving on the Edge series from Berkley Heat.

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Release Blitz, Review & #Giveaway: ✩Broken Course✩ by @AlyMartinezAuth

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Title: Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined, #3)
Author: Aly Martinez
Release Date: November 10, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Seven years ago, my life changed forever. One accident and the person I saw in the mirror no longer resembled the woman I used to be. I was lost and confused inside my own body. I felt alone and disconnected from the world, carrying the incredible weight of guilt and loss that wasn’t even mine to harbor.

Then fate led me to Leo James. He taught me that crazy could be perfectly normal and it shouldn’t hurt to breathe. Don’t get me wrong. Leo isn’t perfect. He has his own cross to bear, and the truth is, that might be why I fell for him in the first place. But despite everything he does for me, learning to forgive myself is infinitely harder than overlooking the flaws of another.

Now, the secrets and lies of our past have begun to dictate our future—threatening to ruin us before we get the chance to try. Perhaps we were cursed from the start. Or maybe, just maybe, the remnants of our fractured lives will fit together to form one whole, where love isn’t questioned and being happy is…well, easy.


Can a second broken soul be enough to fill the voids of my own? Or will such scarred pasts prove too much for our love alone to overcome?

**Each book in this series can be read as a stand alone.**

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4 Healing Stars


Only, in my book, there are no more fresh pages- I’m writing in the margins these days.

In my never ending fashion of doing things backasswards, I dove into this book without having read the first 2 books in the series where the heroine was first introduced. I did read Among the Echoes, which is where I first fell in love with Leo James. When I heard that Aly Martinez will be giving him a story in Broken Course, I absolutely knew that I must read it. Being a reader that tends to be be very hard on the heroines, I’m partly happy that I didn’t read the first two books (YET), because I think that Sarah may have originally turned me off. If you did read the first two books and that is holding you back at all, don’t give it a second thought. Because there’s no way you can continue to hate her after this book. Now on to the review…

Can two broken people make something whole?

In usual Aly Martinez fashion, she gives you a prologue that is guaranteed to suck you into the story. With a chilling introduction like that, how can it not? But this is not as gritty or dark as the prologue makes you think it is, which is actually a big reason why I loved this book as much as I did.

Seven years ago, a devastating accident changed the course of Sarah’s life. Left in the ruins of a life that she can’t remember and a woman that is no longer her, Sarah barely manages to keep her head above water. All she knows is almost irrational anger and guilt. But she’s no longer that woman, she’s made a change and is trying to right the wrongs…when fate leads her straight into the arms of Leo James


Angel, you were mine from the first moment I laid eyes on you.

Leo is struggling with demons of his own. If you haven’t yet read Among The Echoes, I highly recommend you to because it will give you a much deeper understanding of the man that he is and the dark memories that haunt him.

Leo is instantly drawn to the blonde beauty when he runs into her on a busy Chicago street. There’s just something about her that calls to him, a connection that he can’t explain…or can he?

The author did an incredibly beautiful job handling an extremely sensitive issue. Leo may be sex on a stick, and when he whips out the Spanish in bed he will melt the panties right off of you, but this is a man with a dark past. Struggling with crippling guilt, depression and PTSD, he is by no means perfect. I loved that the author didn’t gloss over his issues, but faced them head on. I also really loved the way that Sarah handled his issues. As broken as both of these characters were, I found them to be absolutely perfect together.

I will not give you more of the story since it simply just has to be experienced. But what I can tell you is I thought this was the perfect book to end this series with. There is no heavy angst, manufactured drama, or really any abundance of gritty or dark events. It’s a story of two broken people that learn to heal one another while realistically dealing with their own issues. This was a more character driven story than anything else, and I loved it for that. Both Leo and Sarah show an incredible amount of personal growth through the book. All the characters from the previous books make an appearance and even if you’re like me and haven’t read those yet, you’ll never find yourself lost.


You have told me a million times that i saved you, but I disagree. With one simple, ‘Hi, I’m Leo James,’ you rescued me. You shattered the force field and magically began repairing parts of me I didn’t even know were broken.

The romance between Sarah and Leo was steamy and swoonworthy. If Leo doesn’t make your heart all pitter patter I don’t know what will. The story wasn’t quick paced or action packed, but it was emotional and realistic. They each make their share of mistakes, but I never found myself getting frustrated with them because they fit the story and their history. I appreciate that the author never diminished the characters’ issues. Sarah may have worked through her issues with Brett, but it’s never perfect, and I liked that. I wouldn’t have believed it if it had after all they’ve been through.

The epilogue was perfection! It was so great getting that extended peek into all the previous characters, including Leo and Sarah years down the line.

I’m definitely a big fan of this author and highly anticipate what she’ll have in store for her readers next.


Wrecked and Ruined
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Stolen Course (Wrecked and Ruined, #2)
Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined, #3)
Aly Martinez
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in Chicago, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side. 

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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