Release Blitz, Review & Giveaway: The Scars That Define Us By: M.N. Forgy



The Devil’s Dust MC has a list of new threats to the club’s lifestyle. Dani, to prove her loyalty, is trying to embrace a part of herself that she never knew existed until now. A sinful beast lurking beneath her surface has been awakened and is ready to eliminate anyone that stands in its way. Looking at her stained hands, she rinses the blood from them. She resigns herself to innocence lost and welcomes her thirst for more blood. After a breathtaking turn of events, Shadow is looking at life in a different perspective. Not knowing who he can trust or who he can forgive has left him feeling desolate and alone. As Shadow is laying behind his rifle, he wonders if he can pull the trigger to eliminate the threat. He takes a deep breath and squeezes the trigger, the rifle recoil ignites the fuel that drives him. Retaliations will be required. Boundaries will be shattered. Redemption will be lost. Betrayal so deep, yet they still yearn for one another. Can Shadow overlook Dani’s transgressions? Can Dani overlook the mistrust that Shadow has placed upon her?    

If you haven’t read What Doesn’t Destroy Us yet, then STOP!  There will be some spoilers from book one in this review and you have to have read book 1 to fully appreciate The Scars That Define Us
The Scars That Define Us picks up right where What Doesn’t Destroy Us leaves off and thank god for that because people that was one hell of a cliffhanger and I had almost broke my kindle when I originally read book 1. 
When book 1 ended, Devil’s Dust thought that Dani was a rat, all because of her bitch mother.  Dani didn’t know what would happen to her and she really had no idea what would happen between her and Shadow.  Shadow has major trust issues and rightfully so, but while he wants to believe that Dani really is a rat and would always chose the club over some untrustworthy bitch it’s not so easy for him to automatically believe Dani when she says she didn’t rat.  Shadow of course goes and becomes a massive asshole towards Dani and does things to hurt her emotionally.
Dani is really unsure where she stands.  Her father is the President of Devil’s Dust but that doesn’t mean she is in the clear.  A rat is put down, plain and simple.  Luckily most of the club believes her that she didn’t rat them out.  Her relationship with Shadow is broken and she has no idea if it can be repaired.  She misses him, she loves him and she is in pain from the hurt he is causing her.  Dani maybe hurting but that doesn’t make her weak, oh hell no. This is still one tough ass bitch, she has Devil’s Dust in her veins and she isn’t afraid to let the Devil inside of her out when she needs to.
I was literally on the edge of my seat when I started to read and I did not stop reading until I reached the end .  My heart would race, feel like it was breaking from the angst and my temper would flare when Shadow would be an asshole and do shit to hurt Dani and also when stupid bitches or assholes would try to cause Dani pain.  I want book 3 right freaking now because the next book is bound to be just as good if not better that this one and to top this one that is saying a lot.  This does not end in a cliffhanger, the next book is a different couple so if any of you were worried about another cliffhanger  you can rest assured that it’s not.   M.N. Forgy is an author that I am going to be watching and one that you all need to read if you haven’t yet because she knows how to keep you wanting more of these bad ass men of Devil’s Dust!
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Devils Dust MC

What Doesn’t Destroy Us (The Devil’s Dust, #1)

About the Author

M.NM.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.


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Review: Anguish (Joker’s Wrath MC #3) By: Bella Jewel

In the third book of the Joker’s Wrath series we get Mack’s book and everyone hold on tight and get ready for one hell of an emotional ride. 
Mack is a Nomad of the Joker’s Wrath MC, adopted brother of Maddox, he comes home when the club needs him and leaves when they don’t.  Well, that is until he is faced with having an infant son he had known nothing about and one he doesn’t want.  To take care of the baby he hires a nanny, Jaylah.  What he doesn’t expect is the sexual tension between the two of them, her sassy mouth, and the confusion he begins to feel over his son.
Jaylah took the nanny position having no freaking idea what it took to be a nanny, but she needed money.  Needed it fast and had no other choice.  She didn’t begin to imagine she would be living with a biker who is an asshole 90% of the time, want him despite him being an asshole and that she would love that baby as her own.  Jaylah is running from trouble, trouble she got into because of her ex and trouble she needed to tell Mack about from the start but doesn’t.
When these two finally give in the sex between them is hot.  But will their relationship ever become more than just sex?  Mack’s past defines him, he doesn’t believe in love.  He had it once and it broke him, and no one could come close to what he felt for his son’s mother, or can Jaylah break that wall around his heart and get in?  This book made me cry at some points because Mack’s pain was deep, made me want to punch him in the balls at other times for being such an asshole, and kind of made me want to slap Jaylah and say seriously you find that happening disgusting without ever experiencing it?  And no I am not going to give that part away because I think once y’all read the book you will agree with me on that one 😉
I swear with each book that Bella Jewel writes she just gets better and better.  Anguish is one of my favorite books from her yet and the series isn’t done yet.  I absolutely cannot wait to see what else she has in store for us and not only with the Joker’s Wrath series but in general because this is one author I can’t get enough of!

Blog Tour & Review: Wasted Love By: Danielle Jamie


Prepare to laugh your butt off and become extremely hot & bothered! Brooklyn Bennett breaks the mold when it comes to female heroines she is not your average chick! She loves sex, hot guys, and her best friend Savannah fiercely and has a slight obsession with Jared Leto.

You got to know me in my best friend Savannah’s series. Now it’s my turn to tell you my story and for you to see my best friend’s journey to her happily ever after through my eyes.

My life is far from the norm. First off, I’m not your average girl. I’m wild, crazy, and everyone who knows me say’s I’m a free spirit. I guess I am, because I don’t sweat the little things.

Life is too short.

I love hard and live harder. My dream is to become a star and that dream comes first and foremost before anything and anyone…except for my best friend Savannah, who I’d go to hell and back for. At 24 years old, I’m not looking for love. I’m just looking for a good time and a nice distraction after busting my butt on a movie set all week. The thought of falling in love has never crossed my mind. I’m too driven for love and everything that comes with it.

That is until I meet a certain Southern hottie by the name of Dixon Beaumont, who just so happens to  be the cousin of Kayden Knox. He flips my world upside down the moment we meet.

The only problem is he’s the male version of me: Career driven and enjoying having a good time with no plans on settling down.

Throw in a bad boy rocker and a sweet Aussie and I find myself going from a simple, carefree life to a full-blown love square. It’s going to be dramatic. But hey, what’s life without a little drama?

This review is a hard one to type out.  Why you might ask?  Because while I found the book to be funny at times I just wasn’t very into it at all.  Now let me explain a little bit better.  I was not aware that this was a spinoff of an earlier series and is tied to it so I didn’t really have that understanding of the characters and their backgrounds so at times I was lost.  But I tried to stick it out and get into the story but I just couldn’t connect at all.  Am I in any way saying not to read this book?  No I am not because I honestly believe that this is one of those situations that I am the odd reviewer out when it comes to loving this story.  It is funny, it’s actually really damn funny to be honest.  What I would like to do is go back and read the connecting series and then read this book again.  I honestly believe that if I am able to do just that, that I will love this book but until I am able to do so I will only be able to give a neutral response.  I hope that others will still go read this book, after reading the connected series first, and laugh where I laughed and really want to see where this series will lead in the future.


I can feel my bed dip slightly as I sense someone climbing into bed and lying beside me. The heat from their body travels through my thin cami. I know I’m not dreaming as soon as I feel a hand touch my thigh and slowly begin to travel up my side.

I’m lying on my side, facing the large wall of windows that overlook Houston as the moonlight glistens through the room. Other than the light from the moon and the clock on my stand, the entire bedroom in engulfed in darkness.

I blink, trying to get my eyes to focus. Everything is blurry, and my body feels as if it’s still in a dream. I glance towards the glowing clock on the nightstand to see what time it is. It’s just a little after six in the morning; I’ve only been asleep for a few hours.

Rolling onto my back, I raise my hands up above my head to stretch, causing a tiny squeak to slip out of my mouth. Coming into focus beside me is Jax.

Am I still dreaming?

Pinching a piece of skin on my forearm, I shout, “Ouch…I guess I’m not dreaming?” and let out a small giggle.

Jax’s eyes smile down at me, glowing in the moonlight illuminating my bed. “Nope. You’re definitely not dreamin’, baby.” His words, mixed with the sensation of his fingers trailing up and down my thigh, cause my body to erupt in goose bumps. My core tightens with anticipation as his fingers slowly slide higher up my leg and work their way towards my inner thigh.

Closing my eyes momentarily, I inhale deeply before opening my eyes and locking them with Jax’s.

“You came back?”

His hand stops moving, and he gives my leg a gentle squeeze. “I couldn’t sleep. I’ve been tossing and turning in there all night. The image of you half-naked in here with just a thin wall between us was driving me absolutely mad.”

He’s leaning on his left arm, with his head resting in the palm of his hand as his brown eyes search my face. His fingers begin their course again, making their way up my body agonizingly slowly. Just as his fingers get to the edge of my panties, he runs them over the thin fabric separating us, causing my eyes to slam back shut and a shudder to shoot through my sex as it clenches with anticipation of his fingers entering me.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he slides the thin fabric of my panties to the side, all the while never taking his eyes off mine. With a perfect pace, he begins moving his fingers over my sex, spreading my juices from my entrance to my clit.

My eyes momentarily roll back as I feel a spark ignite in my core.

“This is your last chance to back out, Brooklyn. Once I start, there’s no way in hell I’ll be able to stop.”

Amazon Bestselling Author and a mother of 3 wonderful kids. Madison 11 Bailey 6 and Finn 3. I run a successful online boutique, Bailey Booper’s Boutique; many of my items featured on Teen Mom 2.

I live in a small town in NY with my husband of 11 years, enjoying my happily ever after. My perfect day is spending time at the beach, I love the Ocean. I’m an outdoorsy type of girl; every chance I get I’m outside walking or running around with my kids.

I have been writing for as long as I can remember but I finally decide to pursue my dreams of sharing my stories with the world when I published my first Novel Irresistible Desire back in March 2013.


Blog Tour: My Clarity By: M.Clarke



Still reeling from the death of her father, Alexandria hopes to find both independence and reprieve from her grief by heading off to college. However, life throws her a serious curveball when she discovers that her roommate isn’t quite the person she had imagined. Smoking, tattoos, and street racing for fast cash are Elijah’s only interests. A harsh life has made him apathetic and indifferent, until Alexandria enters his life. When their paths cross, turmoil abounds. An inevitable encounter, an undeniable attraction, and an unexpected chance at love—will it be enough? ** This is a New Adult romance novel recommended for ages 18+ due to    sexual content and mature subject matter.**







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International Bestselling Author Mary Ting/M. Clarke resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children’s chapter book-No Bullies Allowed.    


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Blog Tour: The Truth About Air & Water by Katherine Owen


The Truth About Air & Water, book 2 in the Truth In Lies Series. READ This Much Is True, book 1 first, although it’s been written as a standalone. Readers say, don’t do that. 

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

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

“There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.” 
-F. Scott Fitzgerald 
She is living color, and I’ve been in a black-and-white world for far too long without her. Powerful stuff. It surrounds me. I’ve felt it since I first arrived. The forcefield of her. The magnetism of her. The power she wields over me. I’m alive again because of her, like a dying plant that finally gets some water. I’ve got it bad for this girl. Reality dawns. The light comes through the darkness and shines on me. She’s my water. 
-Lincoln Presley 

The truth is I breathe with him. He is my air. Raison d’etre. 
-Tally Landon 
  Author’s note: This novel is part of the Truth In Lies series. It can be read as standalone, however, fans of my fiction already are highly recommending that those new to my work, READ This Much Is True book 1 FIRST. 

Chapter 2 – Tally
“She’s got the story,” I say to Linc hours later as we lie next to each other taking up only half of the king-sized bed because our bodies remain intertwined at an all but intimate level. The money shot photograph session took twice as long as the interview. After another three hours, we finally told Candy we had to go. I had to pick up Cara from preschool and Linc had a late practice.
We left Candy and her photographer while they were still packing up their gear. By this time, the reporter had given up on asking us any more questions. She had the money shot. She had the story. We weren’t going to like it. The unsettled feeling nagged at me, but Linc didn’t seem to care. “She’s got the story.” Apparently, my fears need repeating.
“So?” He asks with a laugh. “Come here.” He pulls me closer and trails his hands down between my legs knowing full well this is my ultimate weakness for him. I cannot not respond. His touch right there gets me to do just about anything for him. I moan. He laughs again as he starts to make his move.
We put Cara to bed fifteen minutes ago and left the bedroom door slightly ajar so we can hear her but closed enough so she doesn’t hear us. Usually, we wait the agreed-upon half-hour before commencing with doing the deed as I still like to call it, but she was extra tired because I let her stay up late to watch Entangled. I’m not sure she understands the story line completely. I’m not sure I do either but she loves Rapunzel’s long hair. We watched it together while we waited for Linc’s return from practice. Cara played with my hair for most of the movie and kept running her little fingers through it over and over, while I filled out endless wedding invitations, imploring the ninety-five percent of strangers I do not know to come witness our nuptials in the middle of October.
“The article won’t run for weeks. Don’t worry about it. By the time it does, the season will probably be over. We’ll be married. Settled. Nobody is going to care about how we met or what happened in Moscow. They’ll be staring at your photograph, the Dirty Dancing one, and be thinking how did that guy get so lucky and get a girl like her? All those Sports Illustrated fans wishing they were me and holding you up in the air just like Baby.”
“Even the girls?”
He laughs. “Even the girls. When are you going to start believing we’re the two luckiest people in the world?” I turn into him then and stroke his face and search his eyes for solace and truth but I don’t answer. “When are you going to let go and let this happen and believe in it? In me? In us?” Linc asks again.
I trace his lips and kiss him. Lightly. Just a trace.
In the next, he smothers my face with kisses of his own and eventually pulls me up beneath him. “Come on, Tally. Let it go. Let it all go. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. Don’t put a time clock on this. Don’t walk down the aisle toward me, less than a month from now, still not believing that this isn’t real or this won’t last because it will. I’m here. You’re here. So. Believe it. In me. In us. Now.” He pulls away from me and studies my face. Guilt arrives right on time. I wince along with it.“What is it? What aren’t you telling me? Because with that face? It is definitely something.”
“Dr. Eldon scheduled an ultrasound. I just…she’s optimistic and I just hope that we can find a way to have another child. I want to give you a son because you’ve given so much to me. And I want you to be happy. With me.”
“I am happy with you. I love you because you’re my life. You’re my water. Don’t forget that. I couldn’t survive without you.” He plays with a strand of my hair and lets it slip through his fingers. “And I’m your air.” He sighs a little. “I love you just as you are whether we have more kids or not. That’s why we’re going to make it. But you have to stop believing that something bad is going to happen. You have to believe in us as much as I do. We’re going to have this great life together. We already do. I love you. You love me. And believe me; love is enough. Our love is enough.”
I hold my breath and gaze at him for a long while. The commitment and compassion I see in the depths of his eyes begins to steady me. All the doubt, and even the guilt, begin to fade away. Like a protective shield, his love encircles me from all around.
Then when he pulls me into his arm and looks at me as if I’m the only one that counts, just before he kisses me, it is reassuring in the only way that matters.
Lincoln Presley, baseball star, is one of a kind.
And, he’s mine.
It’s a miracle really.
What an unbelievable stroke of luck at having him in my life and loving me back. I kiss him and let go of all my deep-rooted fears: falling, failing, even losing. I actually feel them disappear as if a strange wind has come by and blown them away.
I take in air—his air—that allows me to live and breathe.
“Okay,” I eventually say.
Then, I grab his hand and lightly kiss the inside of his wrist, and then trail my lips along his broad chest. He leans back against the pillows with a knowing look pulling me along with him, but cedes all control to me. I start to smile, but then another errant thought crashes in on me and threatens to undo all of these joyous declarations.
Everything breaks. 

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International bestselling author of the New Adult Novel, This Much Is True and the most recently released second novel in the Truth In Lies series of The Truth About Air & Water.

Katherine Owen writes contemporary edgy fiction, which translates to: she writes love stories that are contemporary in setting and both edgy and dark. Some readers term her books emotional roller coasters. She is not sorry. Owen writes about trust, love, and fate and how relationships are often tested by all of these things in one way or another. Love, loss, and starting over.

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Cover Reveal: Take Me With You by K.A. Linde

All of my demons are coming to head. I thought Ari could push them back. I thought I could conquer my vices with her at my side. I thought wrong.
Fear is my new constant. I thought I could conceal it, contain it, control it. I thought that now that I had Grant the worst was over. I thought wrong.

But if we’re going to survive, wherever you go…take me with you. 

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I’d never given much thought to falling in love. For someone like me, it seemed an impossibility. Why dwell on something that would never happen? I had no interest in chicks for more than what they could give me in one night. Fuck ‘em and then show ‘em the door. There were always clinger groupies, who claimed to love me. But they loved what I could offer them. Sex.A one-night stand.A story to tell their friends about how they slept with a rocker.With Grant McDermott. I was a name. A symbol.Nothing more.

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USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde has written the Avoiding series and the Record series as well as the new adult novels Following Me and Take Me for Granted. She grew up as a military brat traveling the United States and Australia. While studying political science and philosophy at the University of Georgia, she founded the Georgia Dance Team, which she still coaches. Post-graduation, she served as the campus campaign director for the 2012 presidential campaign at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. An avid traveler, reader, and bargain hunter, K.A. lives in Athens, Georgia, with her fiancé and two puppies, Riker and Lucy.


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Release Blitz & Giveaway : Last Light (Night Owl Trilogy Book #2) by M. Pierce

Tensions rise, secrets grow bigger, and passions run deeper—and hotter—in Last Light, the second novel of the Night Owl Trilogy from bestselling author M. Pierce.

Matt Sky is missing. After a solo ascent of Longs Peak that left only a large blood stain, tatters of climbing clothing, and the tracks of an animal in the snow, he is presumed dead.

Hannah Catalano is guarding a secret: she knows Matt is alive. After Matt’s memorial service, she lingers on the East Coast with his family, but it soon becomes clear that his brothers’ motives are less than gracious. Nate Sky is bent on tracking down the author of Night Owl, a book that charts the last days of Matt’s life with uncanny and scandalous accuracy, and which appeared only after his death. Seth Sky is bent on getting Hannah into his bed.

Hidden away in the woods, Matt and Hannah strive desperately to maintain their ruse and their relationship—but their web of lies only tightens as Matt struggles with the consequences of his decision, and Hannah tries to escape Nate’s libel suit and fend off Seth’s advances…until Hannah is put in danger, and Matt must make a life or death choice.

Other Books in the Trilogy:

Night Owl (Night Owl Trilogy Book #1)

“Tautly written, complex, and vibrating with a dark sensuality that will have you at once blushing and anxious. You’ll think you have this book pegged . . . but you’ll be wrong.”—Christina Lauren, New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors of The Beautiful Bastard series
From bestselling ebook author M. Pierce comes the first novel in a provocative erotic trilogy where an anonymous online writing partnership turns into an uncontrollable, passionate obsession
At twenty-eight, Matt Sky has the perfect life. He has a beautiful girlfriend, a massive inheritance, and four national bestsellers — all penned under his airtight alias, M. Pierce.
At twenty-seven, Hannah Catalano is a train wreck. Her boyfriend is a deadbeat and her job is abysmal.
Matt and Hannah meet online as writing partners. Their relationship is safe, anonymous, and innocent…
Until Matt sees a picture of Hannah. Hannah’s picture sparks an attraction Matt is powerless to ignore. When circumstance brings Matt and Hannah together, the strangers begin a love story that’s passionate, poignant, unforgettable, and unstoppable.

After Dark  (Night Owl Trilogy Book #3)

Release Date: March 24, 2015
In the final novel of the Night Owl Trilogy from bestselling author M. Pierce, can a passion that has withstood many ordeals become a love strong enough to last a lifetime?

At twenty-nine, Matt Sky is trying to return to normal, having faked his death and come back to life. He and Hannah move to a simple house in the suburbs, and strive to grow their relationship into something durable and honest. They become more and more entangled, in the best ways possible.

At twenty-eight, Hannah finally has the life she’s always wanted: she’s pursuing her career as a literary agent at Granite Wing Agency, she is writing her first solo novel, and she is living with her hot, passionate lover. For the first time, Matt and Hannah are able to explore intimacy without inhibitions—without lies, secrets, or jealousy—and the results are explosive.

Still life together is not as easy as it seems. Matt is estranged from his brothers in the wake of his cruel stunt; Seth Sky, embittered by his failed pursuit of Hannah, makes a play for Hannah’s sister; and the topic of Hannah’s novel—her relationship with Matt and the Sky family—is driving a wedge between her and Matt. The lovers are devoted to one another, having come through many ordeals, but is their bond strong enough to last a lifetime?

            Matt insisted on carrying me to the bathroom. I hugged his neck.
            “Matt, you realize I can walk with a black eye, right?”
            “I’ll be the judge of that.” He set me on the counter and I squeaked; the marble was frigid under my bare bottom. He dropped one of my bath bombs in the tub and watched it fizz and color the water purple.
Once, I managed to convince Matt to use a bath bomb with me. It was called a “sex bomb” and it was supposed to “put us in the mood” with “exciting scents” and “natural pheromones.” I grinned at the memory. As soon as Matt realized the bomb was coating his skin in sparkles, he leapt out of the tub ranting about “looking Twilighty” and “smelling like a girl.”
            “What’re you grinning at?”
            “You.” I smiled. “And this bath, which is such a transparent effort to avoid saying goodbye. Sweet… but transparent.”
            Matt frowned and paced the small space of the bathroom. Ha! I was right. Matt planned to leave me in the tub and slip away.
My poor, adorable night owl—he really had issues with goodbyes.
            “No,” he mumbled. “Maybe…”
            “Can I induce you to stay a little longer?” I uncrossed my legs deliberately and spread them. Matt watched. He folded his arms and tilted his head.
            “How does your cheek feel?”
            “They’re cold.” I grinned.
            “And you say I’m bad.” He slid me off the sink and turned me. I watched our reflection through the patchy steam on the mirror. Matt—God, he was so tall, and the look on his face was arresting. He wanted me. I knew that look.

About the Author:

M. Pierce is the bestselling author of Night Owl, book one in the erotic Night Owl Trilogy. The author lives in Colorado and owns a rabbit named Laurence.

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Review: The King by Tiffany Reisz

FYI: This is the sixth book in Tiffany’s Original Sinners series and the second book in The White Years quartet. While I have blocked spoilers within this book in my review, spoilers exist for those who haven’t read up to this point in the series. With that being said…

Guys… It hurts my heart to say this, but this book was the absolute biggest let-down. To say that I was excited for Kingsley’s story would be the understatement of the year. Tiffany Reisz is one of my absolute favorite authors ever and none of her books have yet to disappoint… That is, until this one. Damn, it depresses me to even let those words leave my mouth. It’s only fair though that I give you all my honest feedback so alas, I must continue on…


I think it’s safe to say that that’s as accurate as it gets when it comes to describing this story and how I felt about it. I was honest to God just bored to tears. I fell head-over-heels in love with The Saint, and to be fair I don’t think any book could have topped that one- It was perfection at it’s finest, ladies and gentleman. Perhaps that’s why I felt so devastated when this one turned out to be such a disappointment. However, I think a lot of that had to do with the lack of Eleanor’s presence in my opinion. Before going on, I need to give a little word of warning here: If you’re expecting Eleanor to play a major role in this book, then you’re going to be extremely disappointed- She may have made maybe one or two very short appearances and that was it. In all fairness though, my own personal expectations is what probably made this book such a let-down for me. Based on all other books involved in this series, I had just assumed that this story revolved around Søren, Kingsley and Eleanor’s relationship and how it all began. What I got instead was a story strictly based on Kinglsey’s obsession with opening up the ultimate BDSM club.

I mean, where the fuck was the romance? Sure, we got some detailed glimpses and scenes of Kingsley’s relationship with Søren… And we also got to see him have some interesting relationships/sex with many others as well; Some who even ended up holding a special place in his heart, but none that I gave a shit about if I’m being perfectly honest here. This book just wasn’t the same without the infamous Nora being present. I missed the trio together and without that, I just felt such a deep loss of connection with everything and everyone else involved.

Oh, and another word of warning: There’s quite a bit of M/M action going on throughout this book as well. Not that that kind of things turns me off or anything… It just isn’t my cup of tea, which in turn put a damper on my over-all feelings for the book. So was this book complete shit? Far from it. It would be impossible for any book revolving around these characters to be an absolute dud. I’ve grown to love everyone involved in this series throughout the years and each and every character has held a special place in my heart. It’s just… This story lacked romance and instead focused on history– Not my cup of tea either.

Over-all though, The King fills in a lot of blanks for fans of The Original Sinners series. We get further insight into Kinglsey and Søren’s relationship, especially their time spent together at St. Ignatius as well as receiving a very lengthy story behind how The 8th Circle came about… And by lengthy story, I basically mean the whole fucking book. As a die-hard fan of this entire series, it was a definite plus to get some major insight into the ever-present mysteriousness of “The King” and how he came about. Unfortunately though, I just expected something completely different from this story which only ended up backfiring on me instead.


Blog Tour & Giveaway: Reaper’s Stand By: Joanna Wylde

As Reapers Motorcycle Club president, Reese “Picnic” Hayes has given his entire life to the club. After losing his wife, he knew he’d never love another woman. And with two daughters to raise and a club to manage, that was just fine with him. These days, Reese keeps his relationships free and easy—he definitely doesn’t want to waste his time on a glorified cleaning lady like London Armstrong.
Too bad he’s completely obsessed with her.

Besides running her own business, London’s got her junkie cousin’s daughter to look after—a more reckless than average eighteen-year-old. Sure she’s attracted to the Reapers’ president, but she’s not stupid. Reese Hayes is a criminal and a thug. But when her young cousin gets caught up with a ruthless drug cartel, Reese might be the only man who can help her. Now London has to make the hardest decision of her life—how far will she go to save her family?

In the fourth book of the Reaper’s MC series we finally get Picnic’s book, and this was one that I had really been looking forward to his book since the first time I read Reaper’s Property.  Sadly, and it really pains me to even say that this one is not going to be one of my favorites.   I liked it, but I did not love it like I have the previous books in this series.  Now before y’all come at me with pitchforks and try to kill me in my sleep let me be perfectly clear.  I loved Picnic, I loved seeing the rest of the Reaper’s, but what I did not love was London and I promise you I tried I really, really did.
London.  What can I possible say about London that isn’t negative or bashing?  Unfortunately, there isn’t much that I can say. I could not connect with her at all.  She is a bitch in my opinion who even though she is taking care of her ungrateful  niece, which could have gotten her off my hate list if she hadn’t been so judgmental and thinking she was better than anyone else at times.
Picnic, now let’s talk about him for a second shall we?  Now can he be an asshole who you want to run over with his own motorcycle?  Yep he sure as hell can be, but he can also break your heart with how much he still loves his wife and how much he loves his daughters.  I loved him and he is the only reason why I didn’t hate this book.

While I am not have been in love with Reaper’s Stand, I still am in love with this series and can’t wait to see what else Joanna Wylde has planned for our favorite Reaper’s.

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I shuddered, and shook my head, burying my face in his shoulder as he started working my clit harder. My hips twisted over his, grinding his cock down hard as the tension built inside me.
“Ladies first,” he whispered, then used his hand on my ass to lift me just enough for him to shove three fingers down deep inside. Holy crap. I don’t know how he pulled it off logistically and I didn’t care. All that mattered was the way he filled me up and ground down on my clit at the same time. My heart was beating too fast and I felt dizzy with need and desire and pleasure that wound so tight I thought I might explode. Oh, God… please explode! Then it hit and I bit his shoulder so I wouldn’t scream, waves of ecstasy shattering me. My body went lump over his, and he pulled the hand that’d tortured me free. Then it was at my mouth, pushing inside until I tasted myself all over him as he gripped my jaw in a soft but firm hold.
“You ready to suck my cock?”
I nodded so fast it made me dizzy. Then I slithered down his body, ripping at his jeans and pulling his belt free. he lifted his hips to help me, his erection springing free to slap up against his belly. Id seen it before, of course, but never quite this close and personal. We hadn’t had a normal courtship, and I realized with a shock that we’d only had sex three times, total. Wow. Felt like so much more than that.
A little frission of excitement raced up my spine- there was so much more about him I couldn’t wait to learn. I giggled, giddy and he grinned down at me, wrapping his fingers tight into my hair.
“I feel like a kid when I’m with you.”
“I do, too,” I whispered back.

Previous Books in the Reaper’s MC Series
Reaper’s Property (bk 1)
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Reaper’s Legacy (bk 2)
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Devil’s Game (bk 3)
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About the Author:
Joanna is a freelance writer living in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. She started writing fiction in 2002, then took a long hiatus to explore other writing opportunities. She returned to fiction in January 2013 with ‘Reaper’s Property’, the first book in the Reapers Motorcycle Club series.

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Cover Reveal: Dirty Dancing Series by Melody Grace


Discover the red-hot new series from New York Times bestselling author Melody Grace
OMG I CANNOT WAIT FOR THIS TO BE RELEASED!!!!! I am a HUG fan of Dirty Dancing, so I am counting down the days for this to come out!
Prologue to First Position
A woman dances the same way she fucks. 
Soft and self-conscious; lithe and graceful. Or wild. Passionate. 
It’s not just women either. If you want to know how a man will perform between the sheets, just take him to the nearest dance floor. You’ll learn everything you need to know. His stamina, his rhythm, the slow grind of his hips. Some people are born to it, others learn through years of careful study. 
And dancers? We fuck best of all. 
Our bodies are our instruments, and we use them in a symphony of pure pleasure. We know just how far to push you, the breathless pacing of true art. The rise and fall that will make you beg for mercy; the ache of satisfaction when we give it to you hard and strong. 
Dancing is the ultimate in sensual pleasure, a timeless erotic ritual that needs no words.
I thought I knew what it was like to dance with a skilled partner, a woman who could match my every step. My drive. 
My passion. 
Then I met her. 
Every step she takes conjures wild, dark fantasies in my mind. Every sway of those hips demands satisfaction. My hands on her body. Her lips parted in the sweet gasp of release. Easing those sweet thighs apart and sinking inside deep her, inch by ravenous inch. 
Her innocence is intoxicating. My lust is fierce. Primal. 
To watch her dance is to know the torment of true temptation. 
She will be mine.

melody grace

Melody Grace is the New York Times bestselling author of the Beachwood Bay series. A small-town girl turned SoCal beach lover, after spending her life with her nose in a book, she decided it was time she wrote one herself. She loves steamy romance novels, happily-ever-afters, and lusting after fictional menfolk. She is author of USA Today & international bestselling Beachwood Bay series.