ARC Review: Torture To Her Soul (Monster In His Eyes #2) by J.M. Darhower

If you have read Monster In His Eyes (which you need to read before reading Torture To Her Soul to fully understand the story) you know that Naz has a monster inside of him, one that has owned him for years, one that craved vengeance, needed retribution, and screamed for blood. The blood of those who took from him, and that blood he collects but at what price?

In the previous book we had Karissa’s POV, now we get to see Naz’s POV. We get to understand Naz and he is one complicated man. He is torn between the vengeance that he craves and the love of Karissa, who he knows hates him for his actions.

Naz’s knows that he should never have gotten involved with Karissa like he had, she was supposed to be part of his plan for retribution, part of the blood that he needed to shed, but he fell in love with her. He knows that she hates him, he deserves her hate but he can’t let her go. His very presence causes Karissa pain.

Is Naz a bad man, yes. Is he a good man, yes. Can you be a bad man and still be a good man? Yes you can and Naz proves it. While his actions and past may define who he is, he is also protective of Karissa and will do anything it takes to keep her from harm. His love for her is what makes him a good man at the same time it makes him a bad man as well. I know that may not make sense but, if you read both books in this series, it will. I would rather have a Naz at my back, knowing that while he should kill me he won’t because he loves me, than someone who may not ever physically hurt me but doesn’t love me either. Messed up thinking on my part? Yep I admit it, it is, but that still doesn’t change how I feel.

This book at times is slow, but that slow style is a journey that us readers need to take to get inside of Naz’s head and while we may not fully understand everything that Naz is, getting that insight into his soul makes a lot of his actions more forgivable.

I couldn’t wait for this book to be released, I had read Monster In His Eyes for the first time only a couple months ago and was anxious to see what would happen next and I was not disappointed. I think fans of the first book will love seeing Naz’s POV as much as I did.

Review: BECOMING CALDER by Mia Sheridan

Forbidden Love, Angst, Hope, and the deeper meaning of what drives the human spirit.
This book has a magical quality that draws parallels to Greek mythology, rich in allegory. I love my fun romance reads, but I LOVE when they have a little something extra. An undercurrent of significance. You have a heroine, Eden, who in her youth and naivete seeks out knowledge despite the risks and dangers, desperate to break free from her gilded cage. Calder, the hero, has his own story that draws from Greek Aquarius legend, that serves as the foundation for this book.

This story starts off in the BEST WAY. You get a glimpse of future events that paint this desperate situation, leaving you wondering how the character will get out of this mess. It needless to say, had me burning through the pages. I LOVE when movies or books do this. It hooks you as a reader assuming that you know some details of future events, just giving you enough of a hint, that creates this hunger for the story. It’s great story telling. And much like the beginning, the last chapter and the epilogue are PERFECTION. THIS is how you end a book that has a follow up book. It’s that come hither ending that will have you one clicking the next follow up book. SO JUST GO AHEAD AND CLEAR YOU WEEKEND PLANS, YOU’LL BE READING THESE BACK TO BACK. And lucky for us as readers, she’s releasing both BECOMING CALDER and FINDING EDEN on the same day. So no waiting, even though you totally would, you can just binge read to your little heart’s content.

Much like her other books, there is a sweetness to her stories and characters. This book doesn’t have a dark, gritty feel. Even though her characters go through hell and back, these are feel good books that won’t break you emotionally. Even more so with this book, the characters have spent most of their lives living a reclusive life on a commune. They have a naiveté about them, making them feel very childlike, even as young adults. That is a major part of the story. You could say, ‘well if you don’t like the commune, just leave.‘ But as the book points out, one would have reservations, insecurities, and fears about going off into a world that you know nothing about. The author deals with this topic very well.

Okay, and the ANGST!! This is hands down the most INTENSE  of her stories. Because the story takes place in this very off the grid and foreign world, there is this dire sense of urgency and danger for these characters. Knowing that modern society’s rules don’t apply to this commune, creates this constant fear for these characters’ safety. The villain, has so much dimension to him. He’s scary, vivid, intense, and honestly I can’t tell if there is some hidden genius in there behind all of that crazy. I shouldn’t be surprised that there are so many multidimensional supporting characters in this story. This is Mia Sheridan’s trademark skill in her books. Her books are never JUST about the love interests. There are always other characters that strengthen and facilitate the story’s journey.

This is definitely a story that I haven’t read before. I don’t know that I would seek out a book that is in a cult setting. It isn’t something that I would, say, ‘Oh, that sounds hot.’ But here’s where Mia Sheridan’s books aren’t your typical contemporary romance. They have a fable-like quality, always having this great lesson and meaning in them. It makes the reading experience so much more worth it. You get that great Ah Ha moment that is engaging.

This book is well written with every detail covered and completed. You will be very happy to have every I dotted and every T crossed. Becoming Calder is one of those stories that opens the door to this magical world, vibrant in its lucidity, as you experience two star crossed lovers collide.

Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Beholden by Corinne Michales


Jackson Cole is consumed with all three. After another devastating loss, Jackson forced himself to protect the woman he loves the only way he knew how—by walking away.


Catherine Pope took a chance and let love in, only to once again have it ripped away from her. When tragedy strikes, Catherine is unwilling to let fate take the reins. She rushes to Jackson’s side ready to fight for him.

Do Jackson’s loyalties lie with his past or his future? Will they be beholden to their fears or will they both fight against their demons and finally find the love they both long for?

 Bio: Corinne is an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. She’s happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness.
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Review: Worth the Fall by Claudia Connor

Worth the Fall is a poignant, heartfelt read. I can honestly say that I enjoyed every page of this book.

Matt and Abby meet under unusual circumstances. The pairing is an unlikely one, and I have to say that I loved it! It was new and original, something that I don’t recall reading. Abby is a strong heroine and Matt is strong by nature, but his temporary leave from the Navy has him questioning many things in his life. They balance each other out well, and the chemistry and connection is there and it cannot be ignored. Each page was beautifully written and held my interest until the end.

The only reason I held back on giving it five stars because of something Abby does near the end. To me, it didn’t fit her character and it really rubbed me the wrong way. I understand why she would be so upset, but I just can’t accept her behavior because Matt was doing what he was supposed to. In that moment, I truly did not like Abby’s character at all.

I’m surprised with this read. I can’t remember there being a time where I loved every character—including the children. Usually baby talk aggravates me and I skim over it, but somehow it just worked in this novel. While at times I did feel like there were too many scenes with the kids, Abby does have four young children so it would make sense for them to be present most of the time. I guess I really can’t complain about that.

Claudia Connor’s debut book is a refreshing, worthy read. I look forward to more of her titles in the future.


Cover Reveal: Elijah by Lexi Buchanan

Elijah returns home to help his dad renovate the Victorian his grandmother left to them. The finished portion of the old house is being rented out to a newcomer to their small town of Elizabeth Cove. No one in his town is aware of Elijah’s secret, especially his mom. A quick errand to the property leaves Elijah with a stunning scene he can’t get out of his head and the fear that his secret will be discovered.
At twenty-seven, Max, has had enough of city living and being around people who think they can dictate how he lives. After coming out to his family and colleagues, trouble at work and familial heartbreak ensue. He relocates to Elizabeth Cove in search of healing, not realizing his life is about to change in ways he never expected.
elijah full sleeve FINAL copy
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CoverArtist – Amy Queau


Eight-thirty in the morning was too early to be up and out of bed on a Saturday, but Elijah’s mom had other ideas. The tenant was due to arrive today so he had to be up and out of bed to take the welcome box of grocery she’d purchased for him—Max Riorden—up to the house for his arrival. It sucked, but he guessed he could use the pool while he was there. Elijah loved the fact that his father had agreed to put in the deep pool at the back of the house. He used it all the time and guessed he’d have to get used to sharing it with the guy who was moving in that day.
If he hadn’t had his head up his ass these past couple of weeks he would have known more about the guy who had gotten his father to agree to a twelve-month lease. The guy would eventually become his neighbor in about four months time when his own side of the house should be finished.
Originally, they had planned to renovate the house and sell it, but after more thought he had managed to talk his father out of it and into splitting it in two—half for him and half as a rental to get income to support the upkeep on the property. As long as more of their money wasn’t being sunk into the property then his father wasn’t worried.
Elijah just wished he’d put his foot down and said his side of the house would be the first to be finished, but his dad had pleaded a good case about them getting the income in, which would give them more of a leeway in getting his part of the house finished. He was twenty-four and had been living under his parent’s roof since he’d finished at college because he had wanted to come home.
He’d loved the freedom of college but had missed the quiet of Elizabeth Cove. The decision to head home after college hadn’t been all that hard to make because there was nothing in the city to keep him there. At one time he’d thought there might be, but he was proven wrong when he caught Chris with his jeans around his ankles being sucked off by someone other than him. Since then he’d kept to himself and hadn’t gotten involved with anyone else. When he was feeling horny he would make the hours journey to the largest town near to Elizabeth Cove and find a bar to hang out in. Within ten minutes he would always have a guy wanting in his jeans.
The only problem he had to moving back home was his mom constantly inviting the young women in town to dinner in hope that he would follow through and ask them out. Both his parents had no clue he was gay. That he’d been gay since well before he left for college. He’d covered his sexual preference by dating the girls in his senior year at high school, but only for show. He had no real interest in them because they had the wrong equipment. A few times he wondered whether or not his mom knew or at least suspected that he was gay. But with how social she’d been lately he wasn’t all that sure.
One day soon he was going to have to come clean because at his age he shouldn’t have to hide from his parents. In fact, any more women shoved in his face he might explode. He also wanted to make his home in Elizabeth Cove and was worried how the town’s people would take his sexual preference. It wasn’t anyone’s business but his own and after experiencing prejudice in college he wasn’t in any rush to experience that again especially by the people he’d grown up around.
With a heavy sigh he clomped downstairs and walked into the kitchen with his tee shirt in hand only to be pulled up short when Sarah from next-door let out a heavy sigh with her eyes fixed on his chest.
“Elijah, get your shirt.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He grinned knowing how much the ‘ma’am’ would get his mom’s back up but that she was too polite to say anything in front of Sarah. “Mornin’ Sarah. How’s things?” He might as well be polite to the girl if nothing else.
“Good,” she squeaked before standing up. The chair she had been sitting on wobbled back and forth until Elijah caught hold of it with his right hand as he used his left to pull his tee shirt down his torso. Sarah was looking anywhere but at him and for some reason Elijah knew he was being a dick but couldn’t wipe the grin from his face at her embarrassment because he’d spoken to her. “I need to get back. Bye Louise.” She dashed to the door.
“Bye Sarah,” Elijah drawled as Sarah shut the door behind herself.
He started to laugh.
“That was rude.”
“What was?” He asked with a look of innocence on his face.
His mom just rolled her eyes. “Never mind now. Get over to the house with this box. Put it all into the refrigerator and leave the note somewhere where he won’t miss it when he arrives.”
He could do that. He was also looking forward to a dip in the pool. There was nothing like diving into the pool without a stitch of clothing on and feeling the water caress his skin as he swam length after length.
“Will you be back for breakfast?” his mom asked breaking through his dream.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m going to swim before I come back and work some more.”
Elijah hauled the box into his hands and with his mom holding the door open he carted it out to his truck and dumped it into the back before he glanced back to the door and saw his mom watching him. He ran back to her and gave her a hug with a kiss to the top of her head. “I have my cell on me if you need me for anything. Okay?”
“Okay, honey. Look after yourself in that pool.”
With a last squeeze he pulled away and ran back to his truck. “I’ll be fine.”
Their house wasn’t too far away from his new home but with the box of food it would have been awkward to carry it. It was also too large to attach to his bike, which was his preferred method of travel in the town so his truck would have to.
It was only minutes before he found himself pulling up at the house beside the truck that was already parked on the drive.
Has the guy, Max arrived early?
He couldn’t see any sign of anyone, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t anyone inside. Leaving the food in the back of the truck he climbed out and slowly made his way around to the gate leading to the back of the property to see if there was any sign of anyone out there before he knocked on the door. He didn’t feel like he could use his key now that the guy had obviously arrived.
As he stepped through the gate he could hear the gentle lap of water, which he knew meant the guy was already in the pool. Elijah treaded carefully towards the back and froze when he watched a guy with water sluicing from his body climb from the pool naked. He was around the same height as he was at 6ft3in and had a shaved head, or near enough. He was lean and muscular with broad shoulders and a chest that glistened in the sun. Elijah’s eyes traveled further south and he found his eyes widening as the guys cock lengthened before his eyes. He quickly glanced up to make sure he hadn’t been caught watching and he hadn’t. So that was Max. It had to be.
Max wrapped his hand around his erection before he pulled back to his balls. To Elijah’s shock he felt his own dick swell with need as he watched. Not even in college did he ever feel instance lust like he was now. Max was oblivious to Elijah’s presence and he wanted it to stay that way. He wanted to watch him come. He wanted to watch as his release left his body.
Elijah bit down on his lip to stop himself from groaning out loud. His dick was now solid and leaking with his arousal in his jeans as he continued to spy on Max as he jerked off. But it was so good he couldn’t look away. He couldn’t even leave the guy to his own privacy.
As Max looked to be getting close to his release, Elijah started to rub his aching cock through his jeans and felt his own arousal about to reach breaking point. Desperate for more, he ripped his jeans open and wrapped his own fist around his dick and started pumping. His eyes stayed reverted on Max’s own hand and dick. Max threw his head back and started to shoot white cum out from the tip of his dick, which sent Elijah careening over the edge. He clamped his mouth together to keep his lust quiet as he came all over his hand and the fence opposite.
That was not supposed to happen. He collapsed back against the house and with his heart about to beat out of his chest he yanked his jeans back up and shoved his junk away before he was caught.
What the hell was wrong with him? He had never done anything like that before and to have such a reaction to the guy he was going to have, as a neighbor was not going to happen. Regardless of whether or not he was thinking about telling his parents he preferred guys, it could not happen with Max. It was far to close to home.
With a shake to his head to get the remnants of lust out, he quickly made his way back to his truck on unsteady legs and grabbed a cloth to wipe his release from his hand before tossing it to the bed of his truck.
Elijah took a minute to get back together, and then grabbed the box of groceries from out the back. He still couldn’t get his head around what he’d just done. Anyone could have caught him with his jeans around his thighs and his cock in hand. What the hell was wrong with him?
He knew one thing for sure and that was as soon as he dropped the groceries off, he was out of there.

About the Author

Lexi was born in Bolton, Lancashire within the United Kingdom, where she lived, and worked at the University of Bolton. In 2010, she moved to Ireland with her husband, four kids and pack of animals.
She’s a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of Devour, and International Bestselling Author of Seduce and Sizzle.
Her time is spent writing when she can get away from Facebook, and chasing after the kids and animals.
One of her all time ambitions is to visit Mount Everest base camp in the Himalayas.

ARC Review: Melancholy by Bella Jewel

Santana’s past has molded her into who she is today.  She at one time, did what she had to do to survive, even if that meant allowing herself down a path of destruction, one that brought her to her savior.  Maddox came and saved Santana, took her in, protected her.  He helped to fix the destruction her previous life had caused, but what happens when she finds out the truth about the one thing that almost destroyed her for good?
Santana at times was very stubborn and wouldn’t listen even when it meant her safety was on the line.  She survived some things that most people her age would never have been able to.  This has made her into who she is today.  Can she drive you insane with her stubborn attitude and at times overly sarcastic comments?  She sure can, but that is her way to not just hide her feelings but as a way to protect herself as well.
Maddox, oh boy, Maddox at times can make you want to just shake him and be like why in the hell would you ever do that you idiot!  He has always cared for Santana, he never looked at her as a daughter even when he was taking care of her.  He has wanted her for a long time, but like most men, he didn’t think he was good enough when in reality he was perfect for her. 
When you find out that something that could destroy everything that you were lead to believe, holy shit I wasn’t sure how things were going to go.  I was on the edge of my seat wondering what the outcome would be and praying that the worst case scenario didn’t play out.  At one point I even told my husband to hush so I could find out what was going to happen when he tried to talk to me.

Melancholy is the second book in the Jokers’ Wrath MC series, and in my opinion was one hundred times better than Precariouswas.  I felt more of a connection with Santana and Maddox’s story, maybe it is because we saw bits and pieces in the previous book that the foundation was already laid out for us. 

Bella Jewel is one of my automatic buys, while I may not always love a certain book, I have liked them all.  If you weren’t sure if you wanted to continue on with this series because you weren’t a huge fan of the first book, give Melancholy a chance because for me it blows Precarious away and left me wanting more.

Release Day Blitz & Giveaway: Rock Addiction (Rock Kiss, Book 1) by Nalini Singh

A bad boy wrapped in a sexy, muscled, grown-up package might be worth a little risk…
Molly Webster has always followed the rules. After an ugly scandal tore apart her childhood and made her the focus of the media’s harsh spotlight, she vowed to live an ordinary life. No fame. No impropriety. No pain. Then she meets Zachary Fox, a tattooed bad boy rocker with a voice like whiskey and sin, and a touch that could become an addiction.
A one-night stand with the hottest rock star on the planet, that’s all it was meant to be…
Fox promises scorching heat and dangerous pleasure, coaxing Molly to extend their one-night stand into a one-month fling. After that, he’ll be gone forever, his life never again intersecting with her own. Sex and sin and sensual indulgence, all with an expiration date. No ties, no regrets. Too late, Molly realizes it isn’t only her body that’s become addicted to Fox, but her heart…

Meet the Author
NEW YORK TIMES AND USA Today bestselling author of the Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series Nalini Singh usually writes about hot shapeshifters and dangerous angels. This time around, she decided to write about a hot and wickedly tempting rock star. If you’re seeing a theme here, you’re not wrong.
Nalini lives and works in beautiful New Zealand, and is passionate about writing. If you’d like to explore her other books, you can find lots of excerpts on her website. Slave to Sensationis the first book in the Psy-Changeling series, while Angels’ Bloodis the first book in the Guild Hunter series. Once Rock Addiction is out, swing by the site to check out the special behind-the-scenes page, complete with photos of many of the locations used in the book.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Bittersweet Love by J.L. Beck

Betrayal. That’s what Jenna Haines felt when she discovered that her relationship with Rex Winchester was anything but real.

With a broken heart, and a deep sadness running through her veins she picked up the pieces and forced herself to move on. After all, what better place to start fresh than at University of California, Berkeley?

That is until the day she finds out Rex got accepted to Berkeley too, and that he will be following her off to college. To add salt to the wounds, it seems as if he will do anything to win her back. With Rex, on the prowl and her heart being the prey can she resist his advances towards her? 

Even more so can she move on from the vengeful things he once did and fall into a deep bittersweet love? Or will the hate, lies, and secrets break them beyond repair? Is love really capable of healing all wounds or is everything still just a lie?

***Bittersweet Loveis the second book in this series and should be read after reading Bittersweet Revenge to fully understand the background and story.  There may be possible spoilers in this review if you have not read book 1 yet***
Jenna and her best friend Mimi left the bullshit of high school behind and headed off to college but unfortunately they were unable to leave Corey and Rex behind as well.  Jenna is still hurt over what Rex did to her and has no plans on ever forgiving the boy who got her to trust and fall in love with him only to find out that it was all a lie.  I was so happy when Jenna finally found her voice and didn’t take anyone’s bullying, especially from Corey, the guy who spread nasty rumors about her and made her life hell in high school.  I’ll admit I think she should have made Mimi work harder for her forgiveness even though she only played a small part.
Rex is trying to get Jenna to forgive him and give him a second chance.  He fell in love with her and didn’t want to hurt her even though he kept the truth from her. He will do anything to just even be friends with Jenna.  He is miserable without her.  I really had loved Rex in the previous book, but after I found out what he did I wanted to hate him, but I just couldn’t.  He earned back my love in this book by working to win Jenna back after he messed up so horrifically.
I enjoyed reading both novellas for this series.  They are both quick reads that kept my attention and wanted to see what would happen next.  This series reminds me a lot of the Fall Away series by Penelope Douglas which is another series that I absolutely love.  I will continue to read this series because with the way she ended this novella, I need to know what happens with Corey and Mimi.
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~ Excerpt ~

Just as I’m about to get up to go to the bathroom a ‘hot as hell’ man comes sauntering up to the table. His head is held high, he’s wearing relaxed fitted jeans, and a dark shirt, with a leather jacket. Just as the light from the strobes shine onto to his face, I gasp backing up into the booth. He is the last man I want to see right now.
Jenna.” His voice is deep and honeyed just as I remember it. There are no hard feelings between us now, but it doesn’t mean that being around him doesn’t remind me of my ex. Hell, that’s his twin it’s like looking at a clone of him.
Ryder.” I say hesitant. It’s impossible not to have some type of affect when he talks to you. His voice makes you want to melt into him, to give into every single demand he has, and he’s a very demanding man.
Long time no see beautiful.” I find myself leaning into him, but pull away immediately afraid he may have noticed. He’s right, long time no see. It’s been four months since I last talked to him. I tried my best to ignore him but he slowly got under my skin and we created this friendship that was easy going. He knew what it was like to be me, and that was it.
Don’t call me beautiful, and sorry I’ve been busy. I didn’t even know you were living in this area.” I was shocked by the courage in my voice. Since Rex, I’ve been able to speak my mind and talk for myself more. Instead of being Mimi’s shadow I create my own.
A smile creeps onto his face, tingles go down my spine. The kind I use to get when Rex smiled at me. Yup, there’s still an effect there.
But you are beautiful so I’m just speaking the truth. As for why I’m here, I’m sure you already know that. As you know, where Rex goes I go. So now, I will grant you my wonderful presence.” Great. The arrogance oozes from him reminding me of why I use to consider him an asshole.
That’s great and all, but you and your brother can just go back to wherever it is you came from. No assistance from any of the Winchester’s is needed here.” I say as nice as humanly possible. Instead of taking a sip of drink, I down the rest of the glass unable to deal with this situation anymore without more alcohol in my system.
I get up to get another drink, but am pushed back into the booth. I look up angrily at Ryder as he smiles down at me. “Allow me to get it for you, I’ll be right back.” I ease back allowing him to do this one thing for me. What could go wrong it’s just a drink?
In no time he’s back with my drink, and a drink of his own. He slides into the booth, just as I take my first sip of the beverage.
Are you even old enough to be drinking?” He asks. I look up at him astonished by his question.
Are you?” An arrogant-assholish smile mares his face and I feel myself getting that urge to punch him again.
No, but no one ever worries about whether I’m old enough to drink.” He says, taking a gulp from his beer bottle. I glare at him over the top of my drink, shaming Mimi for leaving me to this.
Then why exactly do you give a fuck?” I ask eyebrow raised, as my blood pressure goes through the roof. For some unknown reason, when people ask me stupid questions I feel the urge to act out violently.
Ahh. Like I’ve told you many a time, you’re not like the rest.” At this point I realize I’m going to need a whole lot more Vodka to get through the night.
So I’ve heard. But you don’t know me Ryder, so stop trying to lay the moves on me, or whatever it is you’re doing here. I don’t care. I’m not buying it, so go sell your shit elsewhere.” I down the rest of the drink much faster than needed.
The woozy feeling of the alcohol settling is starting to affect me. The burn of the liquor makes my eyes water and my nose burn, but I push through, waiting for the numbness to take hold. Wow, two drinks and I’m feeling tipsy. What a total lightweight.
Whoa Nelly, slow down.” He says grabbing at my glass. I bat his hand away, wanting to get every last drop.
I’m not a horse.” I say, giving him the glass and wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Really unladylike, but zero fucks are to be given at this time.
I didn’t call you a horse, I told you to slow down.” He says as if he’s annoyed. What the hell, no one asked him to babysit, hell I don’t need a babysitter. Suddenly, I’m angry, really angry.
Yes you did, you called me Nelly, which is a horse’s name, I think. Also what are you really doing here? Because I don’t need a babysitter, I can take care of myself just fine.” I say, none too ashamed that some of my words slurred together. Where the hell is Mimi? I ignore Ryder and his glares as I look over the crowd below us. The dance floor is just too full for me to spot Mimi’s sequin top. Either that or things are starting to get blurry.
I need another drink, now you can either go and get me one or I’m going and getting one.” His eyes bore into mine, and more and more he starts to look like Rex and less and less like Ryder. I catch myself leaning in over the table. His eyes look glassy, and I wonder if he’s drank more since coming to this table.
I’m going to go and get you another drink.” He says, our noses almost touching. His eyes meet mine, and I see the need there. It’s startling. He pulls back just as I lean in more, I would say I was leaning into smell him but then I would be lying. Maybe smell his face.
        He leaves me to wallow in my sorrows. Like how I’m nineteen with problems of the average twenty eight year old. Maybe I should create a knitting club, or become the local hoarding cat lady.
Here’s your drink sweetheart.” Ryder says sliding into the seat next to me. Or at least I think its Ryder, I can’t tell. Could be Rex for all I know. The alcohol is affecting me in a number of ways.
Thanks.” I reply grabbing it and ignoring his presence. Questions are itching to breaking through, and with the effects of the drinking I just can’t hold em back any longer.
You know, I trusted your brother. I cared about him and all he did was rip my heart out. He’s made it not only impossible to move on but he’s made it impossible for me to trust people. Because of him I’m going to forever be the nineteen year old cat hoarding, knitting lady.” I say sulking. He smiles big and wide, and then lets out a deep belly shaking laugh; although his belly doesn’t shake, unless his abs can but… never mind.
You will not forever be the cat hoarding, knitting lady; although you would be a very adorable one.”
I ignore his comment and whisper. “He hurt me Ryder.” I can’t hide the emotions from my voice. Damn you vodka, damn you.
I know he did, but you’re only nineteen you’ll love again. The fact that you’re out and about now proves that. Don’t give up hope just yet.” He says as if encouraging me to move on and find someone else. The only problem is I don’t think I want to.

~ Synopsis ~
I’m a slut. Or at least that’s what everyone calls me. I guess that’s what you get when everyone think’s you’ve slept with the whole football team and then some.
My junior year of high school I gave my heart to Corey Winchester. He was handsome, cocky, and a pure gentlemen. Then everything changed in an instant. When I found out he was spreading malicious rumors about me, after I refused to sleep with him I was utterly surprised. To add to it, he broke up with me in front of the whole school. I essentially became the laughing stock of the town. People that I once called my friends became my enemies. Finding a way to ruin my life one day at a time. Now the shitty part is I should have known a pretty boy like him was too good to be true. After ruining my reputation and life I did everything I could to stay under the radar, but it just wasn’t enough. I slowly learned that all the torment, and hate was all for one thing. Revenge. That’s what Corey wanted, and why I didn’t know. Then Rex Winchester came along. Corey’s cousin, and someone I knew I shouldn’t be getting close with. A whole six feet of hotness, a smile that melted the panties off of every girl in a fifty mile radius, and a heart of gold. He could have anyone he wanted, so why he chose me Corey’s ex, the bullied, slutty girl was beyond me. All I knew was that I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything. The problem was, I couldn’t tell if Rex, was just like Corey or if his intentions were as innocent as he was making them out to be. 
My names Jenna Haines, and this is the story of how the one thing I wanted.. turned out to be the one thing that would hurt me the most. What happens when the one thing you least expect to happen, does? When all the lies and secrets come out. Well you’re about find out.

~ Author Bio ~

J.L. Beck is the author of Bittersweet Revenge(A Bittersweet Novella Book 1). A four part novella series. She lives in Elroy, WI with her husband Brandon, and daughter Bella. Since the moment she could reach the shelves on the book shelf shes been reading, thus influencing her to write. Her favorite books are those that leave an imprint on your soul. You know the ones that have you putting everything off because you have to find out what happens next.

When she’s not writing or reading(of course)you can find her picking up after her three year old daughter, or explaining to her husband why its unsafe to do something any other way, than the way your wife told you too.

Shes a huge fan of all things drama, with shows like The Vampire Diaries, and Arrow being some of her favorites. She’s addicted to all things social media, caffeine, and Starbucks.

Stalk me, you know you want to.


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Release Blitz, Review and Giveaway: Grit by Margaret McHeyzer

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Jaeger Dalton wants the land that was promised to him. Phoenix Ward isn’t about to let anyone take Freedom Run away from her. He’ll protect what’s his. She’ll protect what’s hers. Jaeger is an arrogant ass, but he wants nothing more than Phoenix. Phoenix is stubborn and headstrong, and she wants Jaeger out of her life. Her father lost the family farm to gambling debts, but Jaeger isn’t the only one who has a claim to the property. Sometimes it’s best to let things go. But sometimes it’s better to fight until the very end. 

Jaeger oh my man Jaeger, he was hilariously clueless when it came to what women wanted but that’s what makes you love him.  He’s bossy, protective, irritating, hard headed and perfect for Nix.  I honestly was worried a couple of times that Nix might castrate him and when Sarge was giving Jaeger relationship advice that he had no hope of ever getting it right because if Sarge he’s well, he’s just Sarge.  Oh just read the book and you will understand why I said that.
Nix was not going to stand back and allow anyone including Jaeger to walk all over her. I really appreciated the fact that while she would break down and cry, she was still a strong willed woman.  She had been dealt a shitty hand thanks to her father, but she didn’t let it bring her down.  And when she needed to step up to not just save herself but someone who she cared about she did what she had to do.

You never know when you pick up a book if it is going to be one you love, like, or hate until you start to read it.  For me, books about MC’s or bikers are hit or miss, I either really love them or I flat out can’t stand them.  With Grit I loved it.  It was hilarious and sexy and overall a damn good read.  I read this in one setting and didn’t want to put it down.  I really hope that we get a book about Sarge, because I really want to get inside of his head and pants hehe.  


 Sarge walks into the kitchen and looks between the coffee all over the fridge door, the smashed porcelain on the ground and me, chuckling.

“That went well,” he says and lets his own laughter rip from his lips. “Heard her shrieking like a banshee out in the yard.”

“She wants to go home.” I rub my hands over my eyes and try to relax, but knowing she’s pissed isn’t great for me.”

“Women are different,” Sarge says with a shrug.

“Tell me about it.”

“Sometimes it’s best to shut the fuck up and not fight ‘em.” Sarge sits in the chair that Nix was sitting in.

“You pussy-whipped?” I ask as I feel my eyebrows draw together in question.

“Hmmm.” He reverts back to normal Sarge. “Women wanna be told what to do, but you need to make it look like it’s their idea.”

“That’s fucked. She should just do what I say and be happy with it.”

Sarge shakes his head. “She’s right, you’re a dick.”

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I don’t do ‘normal’. I’ve found that the more I write, the more I like being different to other authors. I write in first person, and I love to challenge a reader. I take the normal and switch it around. For me, I really enjoy getting a reaction from a reader. So if I can evoke an emotion (regardless of if it’s the emotion the reader wants) then I figure that I’ve done my job as an author I want to be. I really quite revel in taking people out of their comfort zones and pushing them to read something different. My genre of writing is, well quite frankly, where ever my mind goes. I won’t label myself because I don’t like sticking to one genre. My goal with writing is just to take people away from whatever is going on in their lives, even if it’s only for a split second. I’m a go with the flow sort of person and don’t really take a course of action to get where I am going. I live in the moment and don’t usually worry about tomorrow because whatever life is due to bring me, I’ll be happy to accept. I love my family and friends and will help anyway I can if someone needs it. I really don’t like people that are nasty just because they can be, I don’t believe that’s necessary, I mean life’s hard enough as it is! I hope you enjoy my books, I’ve had a hoot writing them. There’s more to come….. Til next time. M xx

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Cover Reveal: Temper for You (For You #3) by Genna Rulon

“Life is messy.  Love is messier.” –Catch and Release  

Meg Adeio has led a life of isolation—not by choice, by necessity—until one act of heroism forces her out of seclusion. Despite a past shrouded in mystery, Meg is “adopted” by an eclectic group of friends that become the family she never had. Life was good for the first time in…ever.   
Or it was until Westly Black reappeared on her doorstep. She knew he was the last man any woman should give her time to—only good for one thing—yet a temptation no woman could deny. Wes might make her life messy, but Meg’s eyes were wide open and she had it under control.  At least she thought she did.   
When past and present collide, loyalties are tested, forcing Meg to sacrifice her future to protect those she loves.   
Temper For You is a gripping story of regret, deception, and redemption – filled with raw emotion, sarcastic wit, intrigue, and love’s propensity to forgive.  

Publication Date:  September 24, 2014
Cover Design: G. Relyea
About the Author

Genna Rulon is an up and coming contemporary romance author.

During her 15 years in the corporate world, Genna, inspired by her love of reading, fantasized about penning her own stories. Encouraged by her favorite authors, many of whom are indie writers and self-published, she committed to pursuing her aspirations of writing her own novels.

Genna was raised in Long Island, New York, where she still resides, surrounded by the most amazing family and friends. Married to a wonderful man, who patiently tolerates her ramblings about whichever book she is currently working on, even feigning interest relatively convincingly! Genna is blessed with two little boys who do their best to thwart mommy’s writing time with their hilarious antics and charming extrapolations.  

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