Release Blast with Review for Hidden Heat by Carla Swafford

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Hidden Heat
Brothers of Mayhem #1
By: Carla Swafford
Releasing February 16, 2016
Loveswept
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Source: Netgalley
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Sizzling with passion and suspense, perfect for fans of Joanna Wylde and Julie Ann Walker, the Brothers of Mayhem series revs up as a headstrong beauty faces off against an outlaw motorcycle club—and falls for the bad boy she never saw coming.
Cassidy Ryder refuses to be intimidated by anyone, even the hell-raising, hard-drinking Brothers of Mayhem. The daughter of their former president, she’s not above smashing a few heads to keep her teenage brother safe. But when Cassidy’s big mouth gets her in trouble, the only thing that saves her is some quick thinking from the Brothers’ bartender. He’s commanding and strong, and as smooth as the whiskey he pours: the ultimate temptation for a girl who swore she’d never be a biker’s plaything.

But Thorn Savalas is no ordinary biker. He’s a cop, and he’s worked too hard earning the Brothers’ trust to blow his cover over a female—even one who rocks a pair of jeans like Cassidy. The only way to protect her is by claiming she’s his old lady. Trouble is, Thorn can’t just pretend. He wants Cassidy, and every scorching touch tells him she feels the same. But acting on their hottest fantasies could leave them both exposed . . . even if nothing else has ever felt so real.

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Alright this is going to be a real short review as I am at work. Anyway this was a good enough book. I did enjoy it and trust me lately I have been real picky on my MC books. So I did enjoy it but somehow I expected some more.

This story is about a women who wants her brother out of the MC life as she hated how she was treated in her past by her family and the rest of the bikers. She went looking for her brother when she caused some trouble for herself and the only one who cloud safe her was Thorn an undercover cop in the Brothers of Mayhem MC. Thorn liked her the moment he saw her but he thought of her a bit reckless around those she knows can hurt her if she disrespects them. The only way to keep her safe is to make her his old lady because in the MC it is a rule not to touch a person’s old lady.

One thing I hated about this book is how they treated there women. I mean what I have picked up is that the brother’s mayhem treated women without respect. The only one that treated women with respect was Thorn. There was also a lot going on and sometimes I had a hard time keeping up. I liked that Cassidy was so outspoken and strong when it came in protecting her brother. Running into the bar with a bat for her brother. She is loyal as hell to her brother but also annoying as hell in other times and those are the times when she was just downright stupid and reckless. I would have liked to learn a little more about Thorn because we only got a few details about him. A lot of info was just thrown together like that and I struggled to keep up with all that.

Anyway the ending kind of felt a little rushed for me so I found it hard to love this book. Anyway this book was an okay read but I needed more. I just didn’t like the guys in Brothers of Mayhem. I liked the relationship between Cassidy and Thorn but like I said I hated the club. I hope others will like this book more than I did but as you can see you will either love this book or hate it.

 

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Cassidy Ryder swung the bat, testing the weight and reach, as she marched around the line of motorcycles. Wrinkling her nose, she ignored the sharp, pungent smell of marijuana drifting across her path.
Huddled in the shade beneath the building’s eaves, men with greasy hair and beards puffed on tightly rolled joints and eyed her with mild curiosity. As long as she stayed away from their well-loved bikes, they’d let her move on without interference.
Her body trembled with suppressed fury. She almost wished they’d try to stop her. Anything to give her a reason to release the pressure building inside. With a snort of derision, she straightened her back and stalked into the Skull and Bones Bar.
The thumping beat of Kid Rock blasted from the speakers, competing with the rowdy conversations shaking the large, smoky room. Though mostly rural, Sand County had a law against smoking in any public establishment. In pure defiance, a blue-gray haze hovered around the dim bulbs spotlighting the long shelves of liquor and above two pool tables in the back.
She hesitated. Catching movement out of the corner of her eye, she ignored the tall, lanky bartender strolling along behind the counter and heading her way. The rest of the crowd ignored her entrance. Did they often see people carrying a bat into the place?
She didn’t care. Time for someone to listen to her.
With a swing of her whole body, she brought the bat down, sweeping several glasses from the long bar. The loud pops and tinkling of broken glasses immediately quieted the room just as Kid’s “American Bad Ass” faded out. Several of the leather-and-denim clad men stood and stepped toward her.
She lifted the bat for another swing.
“Damn it to hell! Wait!” The bartender slid over the top of the counter to stand in front of her. “What the hell are you doing?”
Speaking of badass, with his broad shoulders and tats down both arms, he’d draw anyone’s attention just by entering a room. But add in the dark hair cut tight on the sides, long on top and brushed back to his nape, he especially caught the eye of every woman in the place. She’d noticed too, but she had more important things on her mind.
Her arm muscles tensed as she pulled her weapon higher over her shoulder.
He stopped a bat length away and raised his hands. “Cassidy . . .” He hesitated as if he waited for her reaction to the name. Was she that forgettable? She’d been there several times over the last month, to drag her brother back home. When her eyes narrowed, he continued. “Whatever has you riled up, can we talk about it?”
Emphasizing each word, she pointed the bat as if it were a finger. “I came in here yesterday and asked, real polite, if you or anyone here had seen my brother. Each one of you looked me in the face and lied. This morning, I get a call, telling me he was seen yesterday, hanging out back, talking with Stonewall.” She glanced around, keeping the bartender in her peripheral view. “Where’s the bastard? I want answers about my brother’s whereabouts.” Proud of how her voice remained even and carried across the room, she jutted out her chin. What would they lie about next?
The Brothers of Mayhem Motorcycle Club never took kindly to threats. She didn’t care. Violence was the only way they would respect her, and she was prepared to do more, if that’s what it took to bring her little brother back home. Storm had never stayed gone this long.
“Put the bat down before you get hurt.” The bartender’s soft command sounded so reasonable.
Screw reasonable. She’d been fair and understanding for the last three days while she searched for Storm. Her patience had disappeared with the only member of her family worth a damn. No way would she fail him again.
“I will when you—”
Brawny arms wrapped around her chest and squeezed. She gasped for breath as someone hauled her against his chest and off her feet. The bartender grabbed the bat from her loosened grip and threw it to the side. It hit the floor with a loud clanking.
“Little girl, we don’t know where your brother’s at. We didn’t lie about that.” The deep voice of the club’s VP, Mac McGee, came from above her head as he squeezed again in warning. “Maybe I need to teach you some fucking manners.”
She squeaked from the pain, her ribs near the breaking point. With little blood circulation reaching below her waist, her kicks were no more than taps to the mountain restraining her. She pushed at the tight arms as her head dug into his sternum.
“Please,” she pleaded with a hiss of precious air.
“Mac, let her go. I’ll handle her.” The bartender rested his elbows on the countertop behind him, crossed his long legs at the ankles, and waited.
The big guy released her so quickly she barely caught herself before falling at their feet. Asshole. Taking cautious breaths in case of a cracked rib, she regained a little of her composure.
Handle her? In his dreams. Shoulders thrust back and head held up, she asked, “Where’s my brother?”
The bartender sighed in frustration. “You’re the most hardheaded woman. Mac told you yesterday, and today is no different. We have no idea where your brother is.”
Then it struck her what the big guy said a moment earlier. She turned and looked into the angry bloodshot eyes of Mac. “What did you mean when you said ‘We didn’t lie about that’? What did you lie about?”
With a shake of his massive, shaggy head, the big guy reached for her, but the bartender knocked her to the side and stepped between them, one arm out to keep her back. “Go on. I’ll take it from here.”
“Never could stand bossy old ladies,” Mac drawled with a sneer.
She leaned over the bartender’s arm and shouted, “Who are you calling old lady? I’m no one’s old lady! You old fart!” She knew what he meant, that it had nothing to do with age, but with belonging to someone. At the age of twenty-one, she refused to let anyone call her that. At sixty-one, she would damn well still refuse.
“Who would want you as their old lady, with that bitchy attitude,” Mac said, more as fact than a question. “You need your ass beaten.” Then he walked away as he raised one finger in her direction.
“Yeah, but at least I look human and not like a grizzly bear, what with all that fur on your face!” How lame.
She really needed to shut up before they got tired of her mouth. As a kid she’d grown up around surly men like Mac, but her father’s reputation had protected her from worse. Besides, what about her promise to be a good girl? Her foster mother tried her best to teach her self-control. Yet Cassidy often let her temper get the better of her. Remembering how her hissy fit had caused her brother to leave home in a huff the other night, a sharp pain roiled in her stomach.
As she opened her mouth to apologize, the bartender’s hand cupped the back of her head, clutched a handful of hair, and twisted. At the same time, his other hand covered her mouth.
“Shh,” he said softly. Concern darkened his blue eyes as he shook his head.
Bending her back, he caused her to lose balance but held her tight. Her feet remained on the floor as he aligned his body with hers, almost touching his nose to hers.
“If you don’t shut your trap, you’re going to get more than you asked for,” he whispered. “Your brother isn’t here. He’s turning eighteen in a couple days, right?” Without giving her a chance to answer, he added, “Then he’ll be an adult. At least one who can vote and die for his country. So, I think it’s in your best interest to go home. When he’s ready to talk, he’ll show up.”
She wasn’t sure why it happened. The last few days had been stressful. She wasn’t one of those girls who did it at the drop of a hat, but her eyes welled with tears.
“Ah, shit. Don’t do that,” he said between gritted teeth. He moved his hand from her mouth, pressing her cheek to a broad shoulder as he lifted her upright.
Unable to stop, she dug trembling fingers into his leather vest and sobbed.
Why is he being so nice?
The strong hand in her hair remained, but the other one rubbed and patted her back. He acted as if he had all of the time in the world while she bawled like a little kid.
“Shh. Everything will be okay.”
She glanced up and her heart skipped a beat. The guy had a gorgeous smile; there was even a dimple beneath the stubble on his face.
A gravelly voice nearby said, “Get me a beer, Thorn, before you fuck her.”
Her body stiffened.
Stonewall had arrived.

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Carla Swafford loves romance novels,
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Release Blast with Review for Against the Wall by Jill Sorenson

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Against the Wall
Author: Jill Sorenson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Pub Date: February 2, 2016
Publisher: Loveswept
Format: eARC
Source: Netgalley
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Fans of Katie McGarry, Simone Elkeles, and Tammara Webber will loveAgainst the Wall! As teenagers, they fell for each other despite the odds. But now that Eric and Meghan are all grown up, they’re reunited by fierce passion and dangerous secrets.
 
Eric Hernandez is the bad boy of every schoolgirl’s fantasies—and every mother’s nightmares. But after serving time for manslaughter, he’s ready to turn his life around. He just needs a chance to prove himself as a professional tattoo artist. The one thing that keeps him going is the memory of the innocent beauty he loved and left behind.

Meghan Young’s world isn’t as perfect as it looks. The preacher’s daughter is living a lie, especially now that Eric is back. Tougher, harder, and sexier than ever, he might be the only person she can trust. But there’s no telling what he’ll do to protect her if he learns the truth, and that’s a risk Meghan won’t let him take. And yet, back in the arms of the troubled boy with the artist’s soul, Meghan can’t help surrendering to the man he’s become.

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“Jill Sorenson’s sleek sensuality and fresh new voice are sure to score big with readers.”New York Times bestselling author Cindy Gerard

“With Jill Sorenson, you are guaranteed a dangerously addictive, gut-wrenchingly fast-paced read.”New York Times bestselling author Stephanie Tyler
 
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Alright so this is going to be a short review as I am at work and I’m quite busy. Anyway what can I say about this book. In my eyes it was okay but it did not make me fall head over heels in love.  Now this is the first novel that I read by Jill Sorenson and I’m sorry but I expected more. This book only got a 2.5 star/heart rating in my eyes which I’m rounding up till 3 stars/hearts. Why am I doing that?? You’ll see…..

First off all I saw this book on Netgalley and when I read the blurb I was excited to read it but it just fell flat to me even though this book already has some high praises on Goodreads. The story itself was okay but what I hated was the two main characters. I love guys with tats but Eric not so much. I mean he is trying too hard to play the tough ex-con but he just wasn’t tough enough for that. He was just way too soft and just downright vulnerable at times. And then we come to Meghan…. *Sigh* I don’t know what to say….. She is just so naïve and she annoyed me most of the time. Normally a person should love the main characters but they just didn’t do it for me.

Now why would I round up my 2.5 stars instead of going lower? Now that is an easy answer. It was the minor characters that saved the story for me. I loved Tank and Matthew and I really wanted more of them! Especially my man Tank! It was the minor/ secondary characters and their stories that saved the book for me.  And like I said before the story line of the book was okay but I could have done without the main characters or they could have gotten some improvement for me. I wanted more of the secondary characters, I mean they are the ones that fascinate me and they are the ones who felt real.  THEY are the ones I want to read more about!

Anyway this book was okay enough BUT I think this is one of those books that you will either hate or love. I would have loved more of the secondary characters and less of the main but I can’t change that. Anyway it was a quick and easy read for me but the main characters just fell flat in my eyes.

 

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I didn’t want a party.
I’ve been out three months, living in the court-mandated halfway house in Chino Hills. I did thirty months of hard time and I’ll be on parole for another thirteen—if I stay out of trouble.
Easier said than done.
Today is my first day back in Chula Vista, the border town where I was born. It’s the only place I’ve ever called home. The only place I’ve ever been, besides Mexico. And prison. I’m still down for my barrio, Castle Park. I can hold my head high on these streets. I’ll probably die on these streets.
I told April not to make a big deal out of my homecoming, but I can see the decorations as soon as Jenny opens the door. Pink fucking balloons, like my prison release is a baby shower. I gave birth to a violent criminal record. Congrats!
Jenny is my niece, the daughter of my dead brother, Raul. She’s eight years old and cute as hell. I’ve only seen her a few times since I got locked up. April brought her to visit on my twenty-third birthday, about nine months ago. My eyes feel funny when I look at her.
She doesn’t hug me or say a word. She just smiles shyly, revealing a gummy gap between her front teeth. It reminds me of Chucho, one of my cellmates. He had missing teeth and a goofy smile that lit up his tattooed face.
“I’m looking for a little girl named Jenny,” I say. “She’s about this tall.” I hold my palm at my side, indicating a shorter kid.
“I’m Jenny,” she says, giggling.
“You can’t be! You’re too big.”
She steps aside to let me in. I set my backpack by the door. I took the bus from Chino Hills to the Chula Vista transit station and walked the last six blocks to the house. April is standing a few feet away next to her husband. She’s already crying.
Jee-sus.
How am I supposed to hold it together when she’s falling apart? I clear my throat and focus on Jenny again. She’s wearing a green dress. Her dark, shiny hair has pink ribbons in it. She’s the spitting image of her mother. Pretty and sweet, untainted by my brother’s bad blood.
I crouch down and remove a hastily wrapped present from my backpack. “I’m sorry I missed your birthday.”
Birthdays, plural. I’d missed three of them.
It’s just one of those balero cup toys, the kind with the ball on a string, but Jenny acts like it’s the best gift ever. Her delighted expression makes my eyes burn again. I have to take a deep breath to recover.
“What do you say?” April prompts.
“Thank you,” Jenny says, a dimple appearing in her cheek.
I straighten to greet April next. Her face is rounder, her body lush in a new way. She’s wearing a flowery top that clings to her breasts but hangs like a drape over her middle. When she steps forward to embrace me, her stomach bumps into mine.
“You’ve gained some weight,” I say in Spanish, a kinder language for pointing out such things.
She releases me with a laugh, wiping the tears from her eyes. Then she rests a hand on the gentle slope of her belly. She’s always been beautiful. Her pregnancy accentuates her best qualities, giving her softer features and fuller breasts.
Noah steps forward and slides his arm around her. His big hand covers hers, protective. He’s noticed my appraisal of his wife’s new curves, but he’s too pleased with the proof of his virility to glare at me.
He’s okay, for a cop.
Officer Young spoke on my behalf at the sentencing hearing. If he hadn’t, the judge might have slapped me with ten years, the maximum for manslaughter. Instead I got the minimum, minus six months.
I’m lucky to be out. Lucky to be alive.
“Looks like you’ve been busy,” I say to Noah. I shake his hand and pat him on the back, as if he’s accomplished this feat on his own. He laughs and April rolls her eyes at us. I’m grinning from ear to ear, happy for them both.
“We’re due in August,” April says.
“Boy or a girl?”
“We don’t know. We want it to be a surprise.”
A surprise. Like this party. In addition to pink balloons, the living room is decorated with pale blue streamers and a handmade sign that says welcome home, eric. But this isn’t my home, and it never will be. It’s Noah’s home, and April’s and Jenny’s.
And . . . Meghan’s.
I realize that I’m searching the background for her. My smile slips and my chest tightens with unease.
Meghan won’t be happy to see me. The last time I saw her, when she’d visited the jail where I was processed, I said a lot of nasty things to her. I said she was an easy lay, that I’d had better, that I didn’t care about her.
Lies.
Noah doesn’t seem mad at me for disrespecting his little sister, so I’m assuming she didn’t share the details of our breakup. Or maybe he’s so high on baby-making with his hot wife that he can’t be brought down. They look great together, like a perfect family from a TV show. Except that April and Jenny are of Mexican heritage, same as me.
I feel a mild sort of resentment over the situation: Tall, handsome white guy—a gang unit cop, no less—swoops in and snaps up one of the nicest, most beautiful girls from the hood. Then I remember that I fucked his sister. And probably broke her heart, if only for a few brief weeks during an already tumultuous time.
“Meghan’s not here yet,” April says, as if she can read my thoughts.
I shrug it off. “I said I didn’t want a party.”
“This isn’t a party. It’s just us.”

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Jill Sorenson

Jill Sorenson is the RITA-nominated author of

more than a dozen romantic-suspense novels. She has a degree in literature and

writing from California State University. Her books have been selected as

Red-Hot Reads by Cosmopolitan magazine, and have received starred reviews from

Publishers Weekly, Booklist, and Library Journal. Sorenson currently lives in

the San Diego area with her family. She’s a soccer mom who loves nature,

coffee, reading, Twitter, and reality TV.

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Release Day Review for Hard To Forget by Bella Jewel

 

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An Alpha’s Heart Novel, #3
By Bella Jewel
St. Martin’s Paperbacks
On Sale: December 15, 2015
Genres:  Adult Fiction , Suspense,Romance
Format: eBook
Source: NetGalley

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Delaney is a professional bodyguard who’s spent years trying to prove herself in a male dominated industry. Now she’s facing her greatest challenge yet.

Bad boy billionaire Jax Shields has made plenty of enemies on his climb to the top, and now his life is at risk.

When he hires a bodyguard, he never expected to put his life in the hands of a petite woman with a big attitude. Jax demands the best in everything, and he doesn’t think Delaney has what it takes to protect him. He’d rather have her on her back then covering his.

Will Delaney be able to prove herself to the most arrogant—and devastatingly handsome—man she’s ever met?
*This book is a standalone that contains a HEA*

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So this is going to be short review as I’m typing this out on my lunch break at work. :/ So this is the second book that I have read by this author and let me tell you that I enjoyed it immensely. I mean this was a quick, fast paced and solid novel. This novel had a little of everything in here…. It had love, angst, drama and mystery. I love all of that in novels. I love strong females making their way into the male dominated professions. It shows is you work for what you want.

Delaney is a female bodyguard and worked real hard to get the respect she deserves from her fellow male co-workers.  She finally gets her own case where she can prove to all the men she can do just as good a job as a man, she get the very yummy, rich, hot Jaxon Shields. He does not want a women bodyguard and makes no problem at making it known. Delaney did not give up though and she proved she can do a good job. Not only does she save him when there was an attempt on his life but she also started to get under his skin… which obviously started to from an attraction between the two.

Now it took me awhile to warm up to Jax. Let me tell you he gave me whiplash with all those mood swings of his. I mean flirty one moment then sexist pig the next. I don’t know maybe I needed his POV as well just to understand him better with that mood swings! I loved how Delaney was not scared to stand up for her job and I loved that bite to her tongue 😛

Those love scenes were hot. I liked it a lot and the story moved at a fast pace… this is not a long book but it still had enough drama to keep me interested until the very end. If you need a quick read that holds your interest, then this book is it. This is a great guilty pleasure so trust me you should read this and maybe read the other books in this series!!

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Bella Jewel is represented by Kimberly Brower from Rebecca Friedman Literary Agency. Email – kimberly@rfliterary.com – Websitehttp://www.rfliterary.com

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 ten 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. In 2015 she signed a three book worldwide deal with St Martin’s Press – and happily joined the Macmillan team to produce some scorching, sexy, amazing stories that will be presented to the world from August 2015 onwards.

She plans to expand her writing career, planning many new releases for the future.

ARC Review for Morrison by MJ Fields and Chelsea Camaron

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Caldwell Brothers #2
Publisher: Loveswept
Publication Date: December 1, 2015
Genres:  New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Format: eBook
Source: N/A

The sizzling-hot Caldwell Brothers series—perfect for readers of J. S. Scott and Emma Chase—hits the Vegas strip as a bad-boy gambler from Detroit Rock City shows a single mom what it means to play for keeps.
 
For Morrison Caldwell, life is a game of chance. A high roller with a legendary poker face, he’s the wild card of the family, always chasing the next thrill and never staying put for long. The one place that always lures him back is Las Vegas, with its hot tables and even hotter women. He’s perfectly content to live his life as a series of one-night stands. But when a parking lot confrontation with a cocktail waitress takes a naughty turn, she leaves Morrison aching for another round.

After a long losing streak in Sin City, Hailey Poe is ready to get lucky. A steamy tryst with a cocky, mysterious stranger is the kind of no-strings encounter she’s been craving . . . until Morrison Caldwell asks for more than she’s willing to offer. But when Hailey’s controlling, soon-to-be ex-husband tries to take her daughter away, she can’t afford to turn down a helping hand. In this winner-takes-all game, Morrison is gambling with Hailey’s life—and her heart.

Advance praise for Morrison
 
“With a sexy bad boy, insanely hot chemistry, and heart-melting romance,Morrison has it all!”—Stacey Kennedy, USA Today bestselling author of the Club Sin series

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Okay so this is going to be short review for two reasons only…. I’m at work and cant type a huge review at work and also this book has not been released yet and I do not want to give away any spoilers! Now this was one powerful novel and I really loved this book. This book is the second book in this series. Book one focused on Hendrix the older brother but this book is all about the middle brother and trust me he has a heart of gold.

Now if you know by now the brothers had an abusive household but if it wasn’t for their amazing and brave mother then they would have died by their farther abusive hand. Morrison is a very good-looking guy that always put his family first. He is a known gambler but he is very good at it and that is how he always made money. He liked that he didn’t have any debt to pay anyone. Now relationships were not his thing up until he met Hailey Poe, a cocktail waitress at one of his gambling places. Hailey is on the run from her ex-husband. Morrison and Hailey have had an instant connection that cannot be denied. Hailey needs to get out of doge from her husband and she needs to protect her 3 year old daughter. With $300,000, Hailey can have her freedom and winning a poker game might mean her ticket to happiness.

If you like a book with a bad boy male hero and a very strong damsel in distress, then obviously this book is for you! Not to mention with an amazing supported family and a little girl that is just so damn cute. This book made me laugh, cry and I kept wishing for a happily ever after for both Morrison and Hailey. They both had so much baggage and I am happy they could get past all the drama. These authors can tell a very intense story with a lot of twists and turn that will keep you on the edge of your seat the entire time!  This book had a lot of great sex scenes that were scorching hot and trust me I can’t wait to read Jagger’s book!

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About the author

USA Today bestselling
author Chelsea Camaron grew up turning wrenches alongside her
father, which just so happened to inspire her Love and Repair and The Hellions
Ride series. When she’s not writing, you can find her playing with her kids,
attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s
Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book, or watching any movie that
Vin Diesel might happen to be in. She lives in Louisiana with her husband and
two children.

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MJ Fields is the USA Today
bestselling author of the Love series, the Wrapped series, the Burning Souls
series, the Men of Steel series, and the Norfolk series. A former
small-business owner who recently became a full-time writer, Fields lives in
central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets,
friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she wouldn’t have it any
other way.

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Blog Tour with Review, Excerpt & Giveaway: Hendrix by MJ Fields and Chelsea Camaron

I’m so excited to be able to bring you the Blog Tour for MJ Fields & Chelsea Camaron’s Hendrix the first book of the Caldwell Brothers!! Here you will see my review to this book with an nice excerpt!



HENDRIX
Caldwell Brothers #1
MJ Fields and Chelsea Camaron
Publisher: Loveswept
Format: eARC
Source: Tasty Book Tours

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Perfect
for fans of J. S. Scott and Emma Chase, Hendrix introduces the wild and sexy
Caldwell boys—three brothers who are living up to their legendary names in
Detroit Rock City.

Hendrix
Caldwell wants nothing more than to revitalize the family bar—and tear down
every last reminder of his no-good father. But business isn’t the only thing on
his mind. An explosive encounter with a stranger at a charity masquerade is
just the distraction he craves, with no names and no strings attached. For
Hendrix, sex is casual, and love is a four-letter word. His commitment is to
his brothers, his bar, and his bike. So why can’t he stop thinking about the naughty
Cinderella who rocked his world, then left him—and her panties—behind?

Olivia Hemmingway knows fairytales are for little girls. Drowning in debt and
hiding a shameful secret, she won’t be saved by a knight in tattooed armor, no
matter how mind-blowing their one-night stand may have been. Olivia never
expects to meet her masked lover again. But when she takes a job at Hendrix
Caldwell’s bar, her sexy new boss seems all too familiar. And once the lights
go out and the music is turned up, the sparks between them burn hotter than
ever.

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*Advanced Readers Copy received in exchange for an honest review*

Okay so I’ve read a few books by Chelsea so I know she can write amazing books but I haven’t had the chance to read anything by MJ Fields yet but trust me when I tell you I will be changing that ASAP! NOW TRUST ME WHEN I TELL YOU THIS…..  These two authors knew how to turn a troubled man into an alpha, possessive, and downright dirty mouth also a very lovable character. This is the first book of this series and this story is one that will break your heart. This story is told in a dual POV’S which I loved because I usually love getting both sides of a story and I was glad to get to know Hendrix better. Don’t you get me wrong I loved Olivia but Hendrix drew me in a little more. You can’t help but fall in love with the Caldwell brothers.

Hendrix is the oldest brother in this book and he owns a bar that Olivia goes to work at but that I not the first time that Livi and Hendrix met. No they met at a charity event except they were both masked so basically they did not know each other when they met at the bar. Now let me tell you Livi’s personality is a little cooky and has some strange and unconventional ways of comforting and controlling emotions.  This book showed us what she tried to overcome in her years.

She finds herself in trouble after a while so that is why she went to go work at the bar but she wasn’t very good at it in the beginning. Strangely enough Hendrix did not fire her maybe that was because of her crazy personality especially when she touched her ass every once in a while…. You need to read the book to understand.  I adored that sexual tension and banter between the two. The relationship and acceptance the Caldwell brother had with Olivia, it was very moving. Without either knowing who the other person really is, they still had an intense connection, and were drawn to each other. I loved the dynamics of all these characters. The brothers losing their mother left an emptiness deep within but with Livi that void was filled. Livi found a loving family with the Caldwell brothers. Now since the one night stand and now with Livi working for Hendrix, he starts feeling things that he never felt before for a women. At first I was worried when I started to read this book but I was very much mistaken. I loved this book and the chemistry between Hendrix and Livi was scorching.

I loved how both overcome their pasts especially Livi thankfully she had the help of Hendrix to support her. Together they healed. I ABSOLUTLY cannot wait to read more of the Caldwell Brothers especially Jaggar. This book was fantastic and I really loved the panty thing 😛 It was just so unique!

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When you think of Motor City, you think of poverty, but what Detroit lacks in class and elegance, we make up for in dive bars. You got the 2-Way Inn on Mt. Elliott, Nancy Whiskey on Harrison, Old Miami on Cass, Greenwich Time in Cadillac Square, Kwicky on 8 Mile, Marshall’s on Jefferson, Jumbo’s on 3rd, the Painted Lady up in Hamtramck, My Dad’s Place on Kercheval, and Caldwell’s on Atwater.
You know the kind of places I’m talking about—windowless joints on the corner with the High Life sign blinking because you know the sign is as old as the paint-chipped building it hangs off. The blinking sign beckons you. You have to go inside to see what the hell is going on ’cause you can’t see in the windows, and it sounds like you may be missing something if you don’t.
They are boarded up tight, because they got busted out two nights ago when the place got robbed by the fucking thugs who walk up and down the streets, selling candy one minute and panhandling two hours later. The pieces of shit are inventive—I’ll give them that—but my suggestion is get a fucking job, slob.
Back in the day, when the auto factories dominated the area, things didn’t look so broken down. It was alive and kicking. The area was still peppered with bars. Bar owners were making mad cash, too.
At the end of every street, there was a joint that served ice-cold High Life on tap and two-dollar shots. There was entertainment and fun to be had everywhere. You could always get a decent, quick meal on your lunch break, a live show at night; and the bartenders made you feel like you belonged, like you were family.
My pops won the title to Hooligans at a dogfight. With it being a great location in the Rivertown district near Chene Park, he truly got a prize that time. He was instantly banking money and banging women. That’s when he met Mom.
She sang, played guitar, and had a decent following as a one-woman show. He was thirty, and she was twenty-two. She sang at his bar every Wednesday night and eventually tended bar three nights a week. Like many of his barmaids, she fell for his bullshit, and that ended up with her pregnant with me in less than two months from the time they met.
He moved her into his apartment above the bar and embraced becoming a father. He wanted to do it better than his old man had. Isn’t that the truth in life, just do it better? Don’t we all strive for that?
Eventually, the novelty wore off. He started fucking around on her. When she confronted him, he beat her down emotionally. She busted her ass keeping the bar clean, and he busted his ass drinking the profit. Two more boys later, and she was busting her ass to raise their three kids on top of keeping his business afloat.
When the economy in Detroit deteriorated, he lost what was left of his mind. He started coming after us for stupid shit like spilled milk, a LEGO on the floor, you name it. Hell, the wind blowing in the wrong direction had him on us.
Mom started stepping in with, “Boys, go to your room.”
Sure, we did as we were told, but we heard the shit. We heard him hitting her. It was no better than seeing it, either. We were helpless as the sounds of each blow became increasingly deafening to our tiny ears. Funny how, in the moment, adrenaline kicks in and instincts go into overdrive. Every noise becomes louder, clearer, and sticks with you longer. I can still hear that shit in my sleep.
As I grew older and stood taller than him, I began to step in. He and I would go at it, fist to fist, until one of us wasn’t moving. At first, it was me. Then, when I was seventeen, it was finally him. Fucker knew it, too.
I begged Mom to move out, but she refused to leave her home and family. She made excuses for him, said that was how he was raised.
He stopped coming at us when I busted his nose. I hated the bastard, and when Morrison was big enough, I moved the fuck out. Still saw Mom every day, though. I couldn’t go a day without seeing her or my brothers. I needed to make sure they were okay, but I also knew, if I stayed, I would kill him and be in the state pen within a year.
He lost Hooligans because the fucking asshole bet against the wrong underground fighter. Who was the fighter he bet against? My brother, his own son. Who did he lose it to? Me. Fucker didn’t even know it was me until a week later, either.
I let him stay in the apartment above the bar, not for him, but for Mom.
I had been working for a contractor, fixing up old warehouses and making them into apartments for years. Even made enough to buy my own place.
I fixed up the second and third floors, making them livable. Wide-open space, two bedrooms, two baths on the second floor, the third is my loft. The first floor is a badass garage. It is where I spend the rest of my money—on my tools, my toys, and my rides.
I roll over to find my pit bull, Floyd, is hogging the bed as usual. She—yes, Floyd is a she—is an obvious bed hog.
When I found her, she had on a pink, spiked collar that was digging into her neck. I squatted down and peeled it off the poor girl, and she let me. Then, she took off, and I followed her to an abandoned warehouse, walking into a fucking scene that makes my stomach churn to this day. Fucking dogfights.
My dad loves those godforsaken fights, while I despise them.
I called a cop friend I knew from high school while in an outside alley and then waited. When the fuckers running the circuit were taken in, along with the spectators, I watched the SPCA take the dogs. Floyd looked at me, I looked at her, and I knew she was mine.
“Floyd, seriously, bitch”—I laugh as she licks my face—“get down.”

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About the author

USA Today bestselling
author Chelsea Camaron grew up turning wrenches alongside her
father, which just so happened to inspire her Love and Repair and The Hellions
Ride series. When she’s not writing, you can find her playing with her kids,
attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s
Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book, or watching any movie that
Vin Diesel might happen to be in. She lives in Louisiana with her husband and
two children.

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MJ Fields is the USA Today
bestselling author of the Love series, the Wrapped series, the Burning Souls
series, the Men of Steel series, and the Norfolk series. A former
small-business owner who recently became a full-time writer, Fields lives in
central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets,
friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she wouldn’t have it any
other way.

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Blog Tour with Review, Excerpt & Giveaway: Loving Lucas by Violetta Rand

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I’m so excited to be able to bring you the Blog Tour for Violetta Rand’s Loving Lucas!! Here you will see my review to this book with an nice excerpt!


Loving Lucas (Lies & Leather #1)
 by Violetta Rand
Publication Date:October 20, 2015
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense
Format: eARC
Source: Tasty Book Tours

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Perfect for fans of Joanna Wylde and Monica Murphy, Violetta Rand’s explosive new Lies & Leather series kicks off with a red-hot motorcycle racer who rides hard and plays for keeps.

Twenty-one-year-old Karlie Augustine is a survivor. She’s smart and tough, but she’s in too deep with a bad boyfriend who isn’t above breaking her spirit—or her body. Luckily, help arrives in the form of a leather-clad, motorcycle-riding hunk on the right side of the law. Lucas Lafontaine is pure muscle, a Corpus Christi cop who ignites something primal deep within Karlie. And when he offers her room and board in exchange for housekeeping, she finally starts to feel safe again.

As their arrangement turns deliciously decadent, Lucas gets hooked on Karlie’s killer body and fighting spirit. He wants to heal the pain he sees behind her eyes, but to protect her he needs to keep her close, especially now that her psycho ex won’t take a hint. Even as Lucas fights his own battle for custody of his young son, he knows that what he’s found with Karlie is real—and that he’d do anything to protect the woman he wants to take to the finish line.

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*Advanced Readers Copy received in exchange for an honest review*

 Okay so I did enjoy this book. It was a real good read but somehow I expected more. This book could have had so much more potential. I mean this book had Karlie who was in abusive relationship and she finds the strength to get herself free, there is one hot cop what races motorcycles and wants to save Karlie. Then there were funny and loving friends so this book should have been a great book but sadly it did not wow me so much. I just hoped for so much more.

Now this book is about a girl who was in an abusive relationship and she never knew how she would get away from Connor until one night on the tracks where they race. Lucas was there and saw what happened, he and Karlie’s friends helped Karlie get away from Connor. Lucas is definitely an alpha and protector but somehow I just thought he was a bit naïve. I would not just let someone move into my house if you just met. He did not know Karlie or anyone else at the time and you can’t just know a person just by the looks of them.

There was a few things we learned about Karlie like who a family were. She found out who her parents because she was an orphan all her live and she always felt alone except when she had her best friend and what not. One more thing I can say is that Karlie was also very naïve I mean who would go back to her ex just to get earrings back. If you get away from an abusive boyfriend then don’t go back to them!

Anyway the romance was okay, there was a little drama with the exes and a twist towards the end that I did not see coming. Unfortunately, I’m not really sure that any of the issues were resolved that left me feeling unsettled when I got to the end. Overall, this was an easy read, low-angst and a new adult romance and while I did enjoy it, it just needed something more.

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I’m a prisoner. My cage is a luxurious thirty-two-foot Thor motor coach and Connor is stretched out on the leather couch by the only exit. If I try to sneak out, he’ll wake up. And I don’t want to suffer the humiliation of another one of his explosive tantrums. I’m standing between the bedroom door and living area, arms crossed over my chest, music and laughter filtering through the open windows. It’s ten o’clock; the races are officially over, but the partying just started.
I peek out the closest window, catching sight of the bonfire. It lights up the nighttime sky like fireworks. My friends are drinking and having fun, and I’m stuck inside with my homicidal boyfriend who loses it when I smile at another guy. I carefully weigh my options, considering the consequences. With Connor, everything comes with a price.
I sniff the air, smelling cigar smoke and barbeque. A tradition I hate missing. Michael Samos travels to Cuba every year and smuggles the finest cigars back, saving a box for the last weekend of the races. I can taste the citrusy twang already. However, what I crave most is the camaraderie, the feeling like I belong somewhere. Sitting in utter silence while Connor sleeps off his postrace buzz sucks. And I’ve already exhausted the DVD collection in the bedroom. If I watch Fast & Furious one more time I’ll puke.
I edge closer to the door. Connor flips onto his right side. There’s a night-light on in the kitchen. I gaze at his angelic face. That’s what initially attracted me, along with his sense of humor, of which I don’t see that much anymore. But after sixteen months, I know what lurks beneath his tranquil features.
And that’s why I don’t like him anymore.
I take another silent step and then stop. So far, so good. Another few steps and I’m at the door . . . I touch the latch, turn it, and the lock pops.
“Karlie?”
I cringe, not facing him. “Yes?” My voice wavers.
“Where the fuck are you going?”
I hear him sit up. “Outside.”
“Get over here.”
The fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. And my fight-or-flight instincts insist I obey. But I don’t want to. Instead, I push the door open.
Everything happens so fast. He clamps onto my hips, snapping me backward. I let out a little cry as he lifts me off my feet, slamming me onto the couch. My back hits the padding so hard it knocks the breath out of me. But I still try to roll onto the floor—maybe I can crawl between his legs, making it outside.
“Settle down,” he hisses, gripping my right ankle. “Now.” His nails dig into my flesh.
Tears sting my eyes, more out of fear than pain. “Please,” I beg. “Let me go.”
He laughs, wrapping his fingers around my throat. He applies just enough pressure to let me know he’s in control. “Where, Karlie?”
I raise my chin, my last attempt at defiance. “Wherever I want.”
He squeezes harder, depriving me of enough oxygen to make me feel dizzy. I kick my feet so hard my sandals fly off. I dig my fingernails into the sides of his face.
“Bitch . . .” He lets go accidentally and I take full advantage, launching off the couch.
I land on my knees near the steps and fall forward, hanging on to the edge of the first one, ready to scramble out the half-open door. He grips both of my ankles and flips me over, and the back of my head smacks the tiled floor with a sickening thud. It hurts more than brain freeze. I grit my teeth, praying the pain away, only to have it replaced by something far worse. He bends my big toe forward, and fire shoots up my foot. Oh. My. God. I bite my bottom lip so hard I taste blood.
I kick frantically as he twists my toe again. “Stop or I’ll break it.”
He means it; I’ve been to the hospital twice in the last year with a broken wrist and a concussion. When the doctors asked what happened, Connor turned on the local-boy charm and told them I crashed at practice. He’s a local celebrity, so no one challenges him; no one suspects him of abuse. Except my friend Marie, but she’s outside with her boyfriend.
“Wh-what do you want?” I ask.
“Where’s the goddamn phone number that prick from Colorado gave you?”
“In-in the trash,” I stutter as fear takes over.
“Not in your pocket?”
I threw it away the minute we got back to the RV tonight. “No.”
“I don’t believe you.” He lets go of my foot, kneeling beside me.
His angry face gets closer and closer. Survival instinct takes over. I fist my hand and punch him in the nose with all the strength I have. He growls, falling back. Somehow I scramble to my feet and tumble down the steps, landing on the hard ground outside. Cool air fills my lungs and I shake my head. That pain at the base of my skull quickly reminds me where I am. I get up and run for the fire to join the others. Halfway there, I hear Connor’s heavy footsteps somewhere behind me. Oh God. This is it. I’m going to die tonight.
Breathless and exhausted, I fall to my knees hearing voices and see dozens of feet standing around me. The heat from the flames feels so good against my chilled skin. That’s the effect my boyfriend has on me; it’s 60 degrees outside and I’m as cold as a corpse.
“Karlie,” Connor calls, his boots coming into view in my periphery. “Don’t make this into something it doesn’t need to be. Get up—we’ll talk this out. In private.”
I don’t move. I can’t speak. I’m too busy worshipping the goddamned ground I’m kneeling on, thrilled to be free. Yet I fear that freedom will be short-lived. We’re a tight-knit group, but certain things are taboo in the racing community, interfering with relationship stuff being one of the biggest. And Connor Seville is a hero, a three-time American Motorcycle Association champion; the fact that he graces these unsanctioned races with his presence is reason enough for everyone to overlook his temper. He only participates for the extra money and to keep his local fans happy. His real passion is the national circuit, where television cameras and sports journalists chase him down for interviews.
He slides around me, resting his hand on my shoulder. I look up, meeting his blue gaze, the firelight making him look ominous. “No,” I say confidently. “We’ll never discuss anything again.”

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About the author

An environmental scientist by day, Violetta Rand has been in love with

writing since childhood. Struck with an entrepreneurial spirit at a young age,

she wrote short stories illustrated by her best friend and sold them in her

neighborhood. Rand enjoys outdoor activities, music, reading, and losing herself

in the world she brings to life in the pages of her stories. The only thing she

loves more than writing is her wonderful relationship with her husband.

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ARC Review: Spiral of Need by Suzanne Wright

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Mercury Pack #1
Publication Date: September 29, 2015
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Genre: Paranormal, Supernatural, Adult Romance, Romance
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Ally Marshall isn’t just a wolf shifter—she’s a Seer. But a girl doesn’t exactly need special powers to know that Derren Hudson despises her entire kind. Disdain practically rolls off the Beta of the Mercury Pack…disdain mixed with a healthy dose of desire. And no matter how much the ruggedly handsome male appeals to her, this is one call of the wild she’s determined to ignore.

After one betrayal too many, Derren doesn’t have much use for Seers—except for Ally. Forced into acting as her protector, he finds himself intensely and passionately drawn to the woman who incites his primal instinct to claim. And when enemies target the pack, Ally’s gift may be just what the Mercury Pack needs. Can he put his distrust aside, or will he force himself to turn his back on the one woman who makes his inner beast howl?

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When I heard that Suzanne Wright wrote more shifter stories I was over the moon about it. I always loved the Phoenix Pack series and knowing that there would be a Mercury Pack series I was over the moon. This book was just absolutely fantastic. I really loved all the books in the Phoenix Pack series and I can tell you this is the first spin-off series but I don’t think you should read this book without reading the Phoenix Pack series first. You would enjoy it more.

As always this book was fast paced and had a lot of action which made this book so much more fun to read…. I adored seeing the characters from the Phoenix Pack series. I did not know how much I missed them, that’s most probably why I’m re-reading that series now. They were still as charming as always and I loved it.

Derren and Ally where both interesting characters and I loved them…. We got to meet some new characters which could be more fun in future…..  Now what is this book about? Derren was called by a friend to do a favour for him.  Derren was supposed to take care of a seer, to protect her from her old pack and he just didn’t want to but he would rather protect her than to anger his friend. At first Derren did not trust Ally but after she saved the members in his pack, he started to trust her….. The same went for his pack. The pack started taking here in like their own and they protected her when she needed the most. The only person that liked her since the moment she arrived at the pack was Shaya but thankfully the rest of the pack started trusting her after her first vision. You need to read this book to understand!

All in all this was one fantastic read and I would easily read this book again. I cannot wait to read more books in this series. I’m excited to read more of the members in the pack. I will always go to Suzanne Wright whenever I need to read something PNR. Like I said before I can’t wait for more books and I would love to see all the members in the Phoenix Pack to find there mates.

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71LrtptvMSL._UX250_Suzanne Wright lives in England with her husband, two children (one angel, one demon), and her bulldog. When she’s not spending time with her family, she’s writing, reading, or doing her version of housework – sweeping the house with a look.

Friday Finds #3

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FRIDAY FINDS showcases the books you ‘found’ and added to your To Be Read (TBR) list… whether you found them online, or in a bookstore, or in the library — wherever! (they aren’t necessarily books you purchased). Hosted by A Daily Rhythm.


Hello there my lovely book lovers, I’m just going to jump right into what I found this week. Mind you it’s not a lot and obviously my list of TBR has not lessened even though I have been reading. So check out my finds for this week… 😛

I found all my books on Netgalley and I will be reading those soon enough :D! It sucks that I can’t get onto Goodreads anymore here at work so now I can only go on Goodreads on my phone so it’s very difficult to see new books on there!

anyway here is what I found!

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Like I said before, it’s only a handful but if you want to see more of TBR List you can always go to my Goodreads page here…. I can’t wait to get my hands on those books, they all sound so good! I already have the books on my kindle so I’m planning to read them soon. 😛

Let me know what your finds are this week by just commenting, maybe I find a book in your list that I would love to read.

Blog Tour & Review: Red Blooded by Caitlin Sinead

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Caitlin Sinead’s RED BLOODED is available now! We’re obsessed with RED BLOODED – there’s a cute campaign intern, political drama, family drama, a fake relationship for the press, not to mention a bit of mystery. What’s not to love? Join the campaign trail with Peyton and Dylan now!

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Red Blooded
by Caitlin Sinead

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Publication: August 3rd 2015
Publisher:Carina Press
Genre:New Adult, Romance, Contemporary
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Synopsis

Instead of eating ramen and meeting frat guys like most college freshmen, Peyton Arthur is on the campaign trail. Traveling with her mother, the Democratic pick for vice president, she’s ordering room service, sneaking glances at cute campaign intern Dylan and deflecting interview questions about the tragic loss of her father. But when a reporter questions her paternity, her world goes into a tailspin.

Dylan left Yale and joined the campaign to make a difference, not keep tabs on some girl. But with the paternity scandal blowing up and Peyton asking questions, he’s been tasked to watch her every move. As he gets to know the real Peyton, he finds it harder and harder to keep a professional distance.

When the media demands a story, Peyton and Dylan give them one—a fake relationship. As they work together to investigate the rumors about her real father and Peyton gets closer to learning the truth, she’s also getting closer to Dylan. And suddenly, it’s not just her past on the line anymore. It’s her heart.

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*Advanced Reader Copy received from Netgalley for an honest review*

This is one book that I really enjoyed. It was sexy, full of emotions, hot, intriguing and full of mysteries. I normally hate books that are political but I actually enjoyed this book a lot.

This book is about a eighteen year old named Peyton whose mother is running for VP and her father who died a couple of years ago. Her father being a good author wrote his biography on his dying breath and that book brought Peyton and her mom into the spotlight. In this book people started asking questions if he was really Peyton’s farther because she does not look at all like him.

This book is part romance(which I love ), part mystery about her farther and politics. Peyton struggles with all the accusations while supporting her mother and everyone is watching her every move especially the media so they decided to assign Dylan to watch over her.  Dylan seems to get Peyton(he understood sheer more than anyone) and he is also young, funny and cute which leads up to something between Peyton and Dylan. The only problem is he is very committed to this campaign and does not want anything to hurt it, that includes dating the VP’s daughter!

What I loved is that the relationship between Peyton and Dylan didn’t feel rushed. The relationship build stronger each day and I really wanted them to get together. The characters development was very good. Peyton was level headed and curious about her past and had very adorable quirks like being addicted to gummy bears. When ever a new chapter started the author extracted a piece out of “Peyton’s farthers book” which means we saw her in a different light as well. I love seeing how others see the heroine in a way that she would never see herself as. We also got to know the farther in this book which means reading about his death made it more heartbreaking. This book has sex in but not a lot and not so explicitly described but I did really enjoy it and it was a real light and wash read in the NA genre! This was a perfect page turner and I would tell you to get your hands on this book because you will enjoy it a lot! Trust me! I really felt for Peyton and how she was trying to figure everything out at such a young age. She really did need Dylan but it took a lot of struggle to get to where they are now.

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7362026I am represented by Andrea Somberg at Harvey Klinger, Inc. and my debut novel, Heartsick, will be published by Carina Press in 2015. My writing has appeared (or is forthcoming) in multiple publications including The Alarmist, The Binnacle, Crunchable, Jersey Devil Press, and Northern Virginia Magazine. I earned a master’s degree in writing from Johns Hopkins University in 2011 and have also studied writing at the College of William and Mary and Yale University. I currently work as an editorial manager and continue to keep an eye out for good stories.

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Friday Finds #2

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FRIDAY FINDS showcases the books you ‘found’ and added to your To Be Read (TBR) list… whether you found them online, or in a bookstore, or in the library — wherever! (they aren’t necessarily books you purchased). Hosted by A Daily Rhythm.


Hello there my lovely book lovers, I’m just going to jump right into what I found this week. Mind you it’s not a lot and obviously my list of TBR has not lessened even though I have been reading. So check out my finds for this week… 😛

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Like I said before, it’s only a handful but if you want to see more of TBR List you can always go to my Goodreads page here…. I can’t wait to get my hands on those books, they all sound so good! I already have Deal Breakers on my kindle so I’m planning to read that soon. 😛 Like I said on my first Friday Find, I find more books and authors on NetGalley and Edelweis because three of the five I found on NetGalley and Edelweis!!

Let me know what your finds are this week by just commenting, maybe I find a book in your list that I would love to read.