Blog Tour and Giveaway: Desires by Galia Ryan

Anna is one of Elite Escort Agency’s most popular call girls. She is quite comfortable living in the lap of luxury and pleasing a variety of wealthy men on her own terms; however, she longs to return to respectability. Only now she is accustomed to the best of everything. So Anna embarks on a quest to discover what else she is good for, other than dazzling every man who crosses her path.

Anna’s calm is shattered when a former client resurfaces. A few years earlier Adam introduced Anna to bondage and submission. But although he held her in his thrall, Adam overestimated his power. When he demanded total surrender, she cut herself off from him forever. Now Adam is asking to see her again. Initially she refuses, but what can she do? She can’t stop thinking about him.

The owner of Elite, Stephanie, is also haunted by memories of a former lover–Giancarlo, now married and dedicated to charitable work. When, after ten years, they come together once more, neither can resist the pull of their unresolved past, despite the possible consequences to Giancarlo’s career.

Desires is Book 3 of the Luxuria Trilogy. It completes the cycle that began with Anna’s story in Choices and Stephanie’s in Secrets.


Adam was at the bar, nursing a tall glass of beer when she arrived. Thankfully the place wasn’t overly full, leaving her to assume most of the after-work drinkers had gone home, while those looking for late night excitement hadn’t yet turned up.
As if sensing her presence, he glanced up and she caught her breath. Nearly a year, and it could have been yesterday.
To describe him as attractive was to do him a disservice. He was dangerous, compelling. Masculine rather than handsome. His eyes were still dark and fathomless, and his hair as short as ever. Even the evidence of a long ago broken nose continued to work in his favour, since it gave the impression he might have once relished unsafe pursuits.
He had. Not long after they’d met she asked about the injury. He told her it was a long time ago, when he was young and foolish. He’d become involved in an argument, that was all.
“A fight!” She had laughed and shook her head as if in disapproval. “Over money or a woman?”
“And the scar?” She had lightly touched the whitened line above his jaw.
“A sailing accident.”
Even now, she was not sure she believed him.
A table of young execs—ties undone, suit jackets hanging on the back of their chairs—looked up as she passed.
She hoped she appeared more confident than she felt. What was the etiquette for such a meeting? Would Adam welcome her by sliding an arm around her waist, or would that be too intimate? Perhaps he would place a hand lightly on her shoulder instead.
And what about her? Should she lean in, offer her cheek for a polite kiss? They had a history of intimacy, after all.
He solved the problem by smiling broadly and pulling out a tall stool for her.
“You look great,” he said admiringly.
“So do you. “She meant it. He’d always worn a lot of black, and the ebony cashmere sweater and long trench coat suited him.
“So, how are you?” She perched cautiously on the stool, crossing one leg over the other.
“Good. You?” He was still smiling and shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe she was there.
Any enthusiasm she might have had for the meeting was disappearing fast. She hoped this was not to be the way the evening went. Awkward conversation skirting the true purpose of their meeting.
He was indicating the rows of bottles displayed behind the bar. “What would you like?”
A stiff drink appealed, but he didn’t need to know that.
“A glass of white wine. Sauvignon blanc.”
“You surprise me.”
“I was expecting Champagne.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “Am I so predictable?”
The moment the words were out of her mouth she regretted them.

“I would say you are the least predictable person I know,” he said calmly.

About the Author:

Convent-educated from the age of four, Galia Ryan was brought up not to question. Perhaps because of this, she has always been fascinated by all things esoteric and “outside the square.” Originally from Sussex, England, and now living in New Zealand with her soul-mate husband and grown-up family, Galia tries to find time between her passions for writing and reading and for her other love—travel. There is always a growing list of must-see places. Desires is the third novel in the Luxuria Trilogy, which began with Choices. Book 2, Secrets, tells Stephanie’s story. Galia is currently working on an anthology of short stories. You can find her on the Web at:

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Review and Giveaway: Her Savage Scot by Christina Phillip

Heartbreak and treachery find Aila at every turn in her life. She’s finally accepted her fate and found peace with herself and others in the monastery. Then Conner Mackenzie enters her life. Conner makes her want things she hasn’t wanted in years. But again, things are never as they seem.
I found myself drawn to the sexy and gentle warrior, Conner. He was tough enough to fight and save those who needed it, yet gentle enough to win over Aila.
Aila’s story broke my heart. I wanted her to find love, happiness, but it just didn’t seem she would ever get it.
Conner is stubborn and pig-headed and proud. I wanted to smack him on the head so many times. All he had to do was open his mouth and tell Aila what he was thinking, feeling. But instead of doing that, he let her suffer. Of course, he didn’t exactly know what was going on. He is a guy after all.
Aila could have as easily said something to Conner. But in her defense, she didn’t know he could be trusted. She had already been betrayed and she wasn’t certain where Conner stood. She was fierce and brave. She was willing to risk everything to save Conner.
The first part of the book moved a little slow for me. But soon I was drawn into the intrigue of the Scots versus the Picts. This was a new time period for me. Most of the highlander stories I’ve read are later in time. So, part of the dragging for me could have been me learning more about this time period.

I will definitely be reading more on this series and from this author!

About the Author:

Christina loves writing dark tales set in the 9th century featuring tough Highland warriors who are brought to their knees by their brave Pictish princesses.
She is published by Ellora’s Cave and Berkley Heat and has dipped her toe in the indie pub waters. She is a member of the Romance Writers of Australia, Romance Writers of America, the DarkSide Down Under Group Blog and Historical Hearts Group Blog.
Christina is an ex-pat Brit who now lives in sunny Western Australia with her family. She is also owned by three gorgeous cats who are convinced the universe revolves around their needs. They are not wrong.


She lifted her head and Connor’s lips brushed hers. A fleeting, tantalizing touch. A touch that seared her core with a wild, reckless longing.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you since the first moment I saw you.”
His ragged whisper scorched her parted lips. She hadn’t been mistaken. “I thought you far from interested that first day. You surely didn’t give any indication of your thoughts.”
He moved closer. The breadth of his shoulders blocked out the rest of the world, his white linen shirt sculpted his impressive chest. And the weave of his plaid branded her through the softness of her gown.
“How could I? You were an aloof Pictish lady and I a mere savage Scot.”
She leaned into him, soaking up the hard ridges of his chest, the fresh scent of his hair, the faint sweetness of mead on his breath. “So what has changed?”
“Nothing.” His fingers tightened around hers and his eyes enslaved her. “Yet everything.”
His words curled through her heart, shimmered in her blood. Nothing. Yet everything. The chance of them having a future together was remote. And yet she had been given this time with him. Moments to savor, to cherish. To remember for the rest of her life.

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Blog Tour: Have I Told You by F.L. Jacob

Warning: There is a rape scene and attempted rape scene in this book.
There are many things I like about Have I Told and there are some thing I didn’t like. It really was a mixed bag for me. So, for this review, I’ll just run through things as they hit me and see where we end up!
The concept of Have I Told You is one that I like. Uber-hot, Uber-rich, young business man takes a liking to a college student. He pursues her, wins her, life goes on. I like this concept. It’s the fairy tale, the white knight whisking the princess off into the sunset for a little HEA. Who wouldn’t like that?
When Caston saw Sabrina dance, he became enthralled with her. So much so, it actually became a bit stalkerish. When Sabrina found out, she was mad at first but then forgave him. Their initial meeting (not at the dance recital, it was actually month later) was very sweet. Caston came to Sabrina’s rescue and whisked her away someplace safe. It was at this point I got a very Fifty Shades of Gray feeling to the book. This feeling continued for a bit then went away. While I had that feeling at the beginning, it disappeared in the middle. Then, toward the end, that feeling came back.
In the beginning Caston was very alpha male and set out to protect Sabrina at any cost. I loved it. Then later in the book, he became co-dependent on Sabrina. The co-dependency came across as whiny to me. I couldn’t see the alpha-male that Caston started out as. He seemed to disappear before my very eyes.
I became very frustrated with Caston as well. He had plenty of opportunity to tell Sabrina about Beverly but he kept putting it off. This is information she needed in order to protect himself and her, yet he kept putting it off. It was very frustrating to me.
My other frustration came in with the dialogue. The conversation themselves worked very well and carried the storyline. However, there was a limited use of contractions and so the dialogue felt very stiff and formal at times. I ended up reading certain conversations over again and inserted in my own contractions to make it flow.
I loved the flip between Sabrina and Caston. It worked very well for this story and was easy to follow. It also added in the extra depth of knowing what was going on with each of them. There were only a couple of places where we back-tracked in time when flipping POVs. However, those few times worked and it didn’t create any redundancy for me.
The steamy scenes between Caston and Sabrina were really good. They were hot and lent themselves to the storyline. My only problem was I felt like they had sex so much, I don’t know when they talked and go to know each other. So, that kind of deterred me a bit.
Now, I’m not real big on F/F scenes. In ménage situations I like for there to be two males and 1 female and straight F/F is not my thing. That being said, there is a scene between Sabrina and another female that is so totally hot! It takes place on a dance floor and OMG! Then later we have a scene with the same female and Sabrina in an airplane along with Caston and another guy. OMG! That was scorching hot. Didn’t matter is was a LOT of F/F interaction, it was HOT!

We’re left with a cliffhanger at the end of this story. I will be reading the next one because I want to see what happens. In spite of my problems with part of the story, I did enjoy the concept and overall storyline. I’m invested in these characters and I want to know what happens!
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Author Bio
I am a mommy of two, wife to an amazing man, and full time employee. Life is crazy and my love for reading had fizzled over the years but thanks to a wonderful group of ladies that I met last year I started reading again. Their love for books turned me on to many great writers who I would have never discovered if I hadn’t started reading again! 

I started writing for them. They brought out my love for writing that I haven’t seen in years. Starting this process was tedious and nerve wrecking, but my lovely ladies and my fabulous husband have inspired me to take my love for writing to the next step.

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Blog Tour, Review and Giveaway: Now or Never by Jamie Canosa

You always hurt the ones you love. Even if you’re trying to protect them, or maybe because you try to protect them. But no matter what, you’re stronger when you do things together, stand together.
Jay and Em’s story continues in Now or Never. It’s a heart-wrenching, gut wrenching emotional roller coaster. Jay and Em don’t seem to be able to catch a break. No matter what they do, life keeps throwing things at them. They fight, they try, they can’t get ahead. Then Jay’s past and Em’s past catch up to them. It threatens everything.
This is definitely not your typical romance. Jay and Em have issues and problems most people could never imagine in a million years. They’re fighting so hard. As I was reading this story I wanted to hit Jay so many times. He’s a typical male in that he wants to protect Em. But his problems are not typical. His methods were not typical. He just ended up hurting Em over and over.
Em, bless her heart, tried. She kept loving Jay. She tried to get him to listen, but he just pushed her away and fed into her fears. I was so proud when she finally took a stand and made Jay realize what they had to do. It was amazing.

Hopefully Jay and Em will have their HEA now. But you never know as life has a way of keeping you on your toes and throwing curve balls.
Jamie Canosa is a full time author of YA literature, which she absolutely loves. When she’s not writing or spending time with her family, she can usually be found with her nose in a book. She currently resides in Ravena, NY with her wonderful husband and three crazy kids . . . plus the dog, the bird and the rabbit.

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Slowly, he lowered them both back down to the mattress with Em still tucked close. When Jay’s lips brushed over her forehead, Em shut her eyes. She loved nothing more than the feel of his lips . . . except maybe the taste. Luckily, he wasn’t done yet.
Equally as desperate to avoid returning to the horrors that awaited them both on just the other side of consciousness, Jay covered her hair and face with tiny, feather light kisses until she could hardly catch her breath. When his tongue finally tangled with hers, heat raced through Em’s veins like some kind of igniter fluid. She couldn’t have stopped the gasp that escaped her lips if she tried, and when she felt Jay smile against her mouth, she was glad she hadn’t.
His talented lips continued their trail downward, along her neck, and Em tipped her chin up to give him better access as Jay’s fingers toyed with the hem of her shirt. He lifted it up an inch and stopped, waiting on her go-ahead before taking things any further, as always. When she arched her back and began tugging at the shirt herself, Jay took the hint and finished the job.
They’d been this far before—more than once—but it still made Em’s pulse race. Mostly with excitement and anticipation, but there was always that ever present fear lingering in the back of her mind, a small nagging presence that kept things from ever going any further. For months, Jay had been infinitely patient with her, never pushing, never even asking, but could she really expect him to wait around for her forever?
The coarse scruff on his jaw rubbed against the delicate skin just below her ear, setting her body on fire. Christ, she loved when he did that. His delicious scent surrounded her. She bathed in the smell of him, the touch, the taste. A small moan escaped her lips before she even knew it was coming. He just felt so . . . good.
Propped up on one elbow, Jay trailed his mouth back down her torso, along the curve of her neck, down her collar bone, over the swell of her breast, and continued downward. Teeth scraped her sensitive flesh, causing waves of heat to wash over her. When he reached her bellybutton, his warm, wet tongue dipped inside.
Panting, Em fisted one hand in the sheets and the other in Jay’s hair. So good. So good. He groaned against her lower belly and she felt the tingles all the way to her toes. As Jay made his way, slowly, up her body again, Em’s eager hands slid over his toned shoulders and down his back, gliding right over the numerous puckered scars she hardly even noticed anymore. To her they were beautiful. He was beautiful, everything about him, including his past. Even if parts of it were unbearably ugly, it had made him who he was—the man she loved.
His muscles rippled under her caress and his breath quickened. Tiny puffs of air fanned her face as his chest slid over hers and she could feel his heart pounding an almost violent rhythm against her own. So distracted by the way she affected him, Em didn’t notice his hands moving until they hooked behind her knees, dragging her legs up and around his waist.
Jay’s full weight pressed her down deep into the mattress. Holding her. Pinning her. Trapping her. Sweat broke out across Em’s skin and her heart started racing for an entirely different reason. Lost in his affections, Jay didn’t notice when her breaths turned to gasps.
He gently nibbled on her shoulder as he lowered his hips to hers. Hardness and heat pressed against her through their pajama bottoms and Em fought for control of herself. This was Jay. Not him. It was Jay. She could do this for him.

Em held perfectly still as his hands slipped down her sides. She stopped breathing entirely as they trailed across her hips. But, when his fingers tangled in the drawstring to her pants, she couldn’t stop the quiet whimper from escaping.

Book Blast: Have I Told You by F.L. Jacob

Caston Black has it all, according to the outside world. The owner of the best-selling gentlemen’s magazine, Black Hollywood, has good looks, fame, fortune, and a reputation that precedes him. He can have any woman he wants, as long as he doesn’t keep them. Caston sets his sights on Sabrina for his next Hollywood Sweetheart. Little does he know he will find the woman to share his life, the one he is meant to keep forever.

Sabrina Bennett has been in a mentally and physically abusive relationship that has destroyed the beautiful, confident dancer who arrived at college three years ago. She thinks the only good thing left in her life is her abusive boyfriend. Keeping her boyfriend happy is her number one priority, no matter how impossible. She’s been broken and molded into a frightened, unsure girl desperate to be worthy of love. 

Meeting by chance one evening, sparks fly between Caston and Sabrina. Neither expected the feelings they bring out in each other. Trying to have a normal relationship in their abnormal world is almost impossible, happiness is a new way of life for the lovers. They want to move forward, but the past won’t let go. 

Can Caston help Sabrina heal from her past abuse? Can Sabrina show Caston he is as strong as he appears to be? When is the price of love too much? What do you do when the biggest threat to the person you love is you? 


Breakfast flew by.  Caston stood up to leave and I felt sad, as if a piece of me was leaving.  Standing in front of him, I straightened his suit coat; feeling very brazen I took his lapels in my hands, pulling him close to me.  He put his hands on my hips, under my shirt.  His thumbs edge their way to touch my skin.  It jumped at his touch. 
“Be good today.  I will leave an iPad for you to use.”  He leaned forward and kissed my forehead.  I sighed, and looked up at him timidly through my eyelashes. 
“Yes, Caston,” I responded angelically.  My mind was begging him to kiss me.  Please, God, kiss me. 
“I could get used to this,” Caston replied, staring into my hazel eyes, while brushing my sides with his thumbs. 
He was barely a hair’s breadth away from my mouth now.  He enveloped my mouth, and his tongue parted my lips, hungrily seeking mine.  I allowed him entrance, and my knees buckled.  He caught me, pressing me to his body.  One hand stayed on my back, while the other skimmed up my back and tangled in my hair.  Intertwining his hand in my hair, he pulled my head back, starting to kiss the sides of my mouth down to my neck.  My mind went absolutely blank, and I felt my insides clenching.  Just as suddenly as he started kissing me, he pulled away.  Breathless, I leaned up against the table.  Holy shit!  Did that just happen?

Author Bio
I am a mommy of two, wife to an amazing man, and full time employee. Life is crazy and my love for reading had fizzled over the years but thanks to a wonderful group of ladies that I met last year I started reading again. Their love for books turned me on to many great writers who I would have never discovered if I hadn’t started reading again! 

I started writing for them. They brought out my love for writing that I haven’t seen in years. Starting this process was tedious and nerve wrecking, but my lovely ladies and my fabulous husband have inspired me to take my love for writing to the next step.

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Blog Tour, Review and Giveaway: Play by Holly S. Roberts

*Warning – There is a scene with an attempted sexual assault in this book. *

Killian MacGregor has to be one of the biggest jerks ever. EVER. But he’s also so lovable. I’ve never seen anyone who could take the crudest things ever said and make them romantic and panty melting. Yet Killian MacGregor does just that.

He’s bossy and used to getting his own way. At the same time he’s considerate, romantic, and OMG SEXY! He somehow knows exactly what to say to make things better, to make things right.
Rebecca Cavanaugh is the perfect foil for Killian. She has insecurities, as many people do. But she listens to Killian and he makes her feel sexy, desirable, wanted. She also learns how to handle Killian. She takes his quirks in stride and does the best she can. But she also stands up for herself. She won’t let Killian take advantage of her or abuse her.
I have to admit, this is a fairy tale story. Girl gets in trouble. Boy saves girl. Boy pursues girl. Boy gets girl. Boy is a jerk. Girl leaves boy. Boy does everything he can to win her back.
Add into the mix, boy is a hot, sexy, professional athlete and OMG!
One of the things I really liked about Killian was his alpha-maleness! He took charge of situations and took care of Rebecca. How did he take care of Rebecca? When her insecurities started surfacing or she rebelled against his demands, he would explain things to her, boost her confidence, or whatever else needed to be done in order for her to understand and enjoy herself.

This was a fun read! I really enjoyed it. It was a pretty straightforward romance. There was some conflict and a little angst. Just enough to make in interesting but not enough to turn it into a tear jerker or an emotional roller coaster. I definitely felt for Rebecca and Killian when things got tough but I didn’t feel like an emotional wreck when it was all over. Like I said, just enough to make it interesting!
Holly S. Roberts is the bestselling author of fourteen novels, and writes under three pen names. A romantic at heart, she fell in love at the age of twelve with a boy she saw across junior high school campus. Four years later, he took notice and she never let go.Her career in law enforcement gives her a reason to want romance, happy endings, and anything that takes her away from real life when she reads and writes. She can shoot a mean game of pool, toss back a straight shot of tequila, and recite the Gettysburg Address.Holly lives high in the mountains in the southwest United States with her husband, Rottweiler and Chihuahua.

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I dissolved into the seat of his amazing car. A low moan escaped my lips but Killian just showed his dimples and buckled me in. I wondered what he’d do if I pulled him tightly against me and sniffed… for an hour or two.
He opened his door and folded into the seat with absolute grace regardless of his size.
“Ah hell,” he muttered and turned my way. Unlatching my seatbelt, he pulled me in for the most mouthwatering kiss I’d ever had.
His lips, soft but firm, molded to mine. His tongue ran over my teeth, tasted, dipped deeper, and then plunged. He effortlessly slid out the elastic holding my hair before spreading his fingers to either side of my scalp. The kiss intensified and Killian made promises for the night ahead with his lips.
He tasted so damn good.
When he pulled back, I actually whimpered and smiled at the low rumbling growl that came from Killian’s throat. He took my lower lip between his teeth and pulled slightly before letting go. He put distance between us leaving me bereft.
“We’ll eat at my house.” He kissed my forehead, reached over, grabbed the seatbelt, and fastened me in again. My hands went to my hair as I looked around for the hair tie.
“Leave it.”
I stopped my search but couldn’t help running my fingers through the mussed tangles. Killian’s hand captured mine. “No.” He released my fingers just as fast as he verbalized the one word.
I wasn’t a pushover, didn’t have much experience with guys, but I had some. I should have argued, straightened my hair anyway, or even voiced some sort of displeasure. An electrically charged pulse shot straight to the junction of my thighs, and there I went and tried to stain his car’s upholstery.

I kept my mouth shut.

Cover Reveal: Anchor by MJ Abraham

In life, we are given choices. Most choices are out in the open for anyone to see. And then there are a few we have to hold onto in the privacy of our minds.
I am a nurse, a protector, and I am far from perfect.
After my best friend Ian was nearly killed in a car accident, I wanted nothing more than to help him in any way I could. Decisions had to be made with no time to think of the consequences. Then, his twin brother Lucas flew in to help. 
He’s a Marine, a defender, and he’s yearning for acceptance.
I needed a light to help me find my way, and an anchor to keep me steady when life’s current pulled me in too deep. 
I’ve learned the hard way that secrecy is destructive, and sometimes you have to let people go in order to move forward…no matter how great the love.

Come, walk with me, and I’ll tell you a story.`
MJ Abraham lives in bipolar weather Florida with a husband that makes her laugh and a superhero son that calls her his Princess. She has a degree in Business Administration from Nova University but finds the people in her head to be much more interesting. She is a lover of clever words, reading way past her bedtime, and zombies. She may or may not be as random as her bio.

Release Day Launch: Far Too Tempting by Lauren Blakely

Lauren Blakely’s FAR TOO TEMPTING is having a Book Birthday today! Check out all of the information about FAR TOO TEMPTING below, and then enter the amazing giveaway as we celebrate. You won’t want to miss this sexy new Contemporary Romance from Lauren! 

Jane Black has written the break-up album of the century, earning her a Grammy, a huge legion of new fans, and the pressure to repeat her success. Sure, the heartbreak from her husband’s unconventional abandonment might have been her inspiration, but it hasn’t done her any favors in the dating department. So when Matthew Harrigan, the toughest music journalist out there, asks for an interview, Jane agrees—as long as her personal life is completely off-limits.

British, gorgeous, and way too tempting, Matthew’s the first guy Jane’s been attracted to since her husband. As she spends more time with him and their relationship heats up, though, so does her writer’s block. How can the queen of the break-up pen the perfect follow-up when she’s seriously in love?

Lauren Blakely Bio:

Lauren Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat, heart, and humor, and her books have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller lists. Like the heroine in FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks life should be filled with

family, laughter, and the kind of love that love songs promise. Lauren lives in California with her husband, children, and dogs. She loves hearing from readers! Her novels include Caught Up In Us, Pretending He’s Mine, Playing With Her Heart, Trophy Husband, and Far Too Tempting. 

On November 21, she’ll release the edgy new adult novel THE
THRILL OF IT. She also writes for young adults under the name Daisy Whitney.

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GIVEAWAY: A.L. Jackson Signed Books

This is an awesome giveaway from one of our FAVORITE authors, A.L. JACKSON! The giveaway is a signed set of (1) copy of PULLED, (1) copy of TAKE THIS REGRET, (1) copy of WHEN WE COLLIDE, and (1) copy of LOST TO YOU. This contest goes for ONE WEEK, so hurry and ENTER! You’ll LOVE these books!!

 A.L. Jackson is the New York Times Bestselling Author of Pulled, Take This Regret, When We Collide, and Lost to You. Her upcoming releases include, If Forever Comes (Take This Regret #2) on September 12, 2013 and Come To Me Quietly on January 7, 2014.

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Review and Giveaway: Heart Trouble by Jenny Lyn

Heart Trouble by Jenny Lyn tells the story of a doctor and a cop. They’re thrown together when she becomes the target of a serial killer. Their attraction to each other instantaneous and hot.  Spending 24/7 together just leads to some hot bedroom action and an intense courtship.
Sean and Erin are like two peas in a pod. She’s a doctor with crappy doctor hours and seeing people at their worst. Sean is a copy with crappy cop hours and seeing people at their worst. They get each other.
I loved their attraction to each other. Even before they were thrown together, they were attracted to each other. Being thrown together like that just made their romance happen that much quicker.
The final showdown with the serial killer was pretty intense, even though it was predictable.
Sean is an alpha male who can let go when he needs to. Or rather, when Erin needs him to. He can even say I’m sorry when he’s wrong. Gotta love alpha males that can do that!

This was my first book by Jenny Lyn and I’ll definitely be reading more from her!
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Jenny’s Bio
I started reading when I was four, thanks to a babysitter who found out the only way to get me to sit still (and shut up) was to put a book in my hand. By the time I entered kindergarten, I’d blown through just about every Little Golden Book ever printed. Ten years later, much to my mother’s dismay, I found her stash of paperback romance novels. She tried to divert me back to something more chaste by buying me Harlequins, but I still snuck copies of her Kathleen Woodiwiss’s and Johanna Lindsey’s when she wasn’t looking. Shanna, The Flame and the Flower, and Fires of Winter will always hold special places in my heart because they introduced me to roguish heroes, headstrong heroines, and the trouble they could get into together.
I live with my family in a swampy little corner of north-central Florida, close to the Gulf of Mexico and the historic Suwannee River. It’s hot, humid and full of mosquitos, but I wouldn’t trade it for… actually, I would trade it for a cottage on the beach somewhere in the Keys.
In addition to my website, I can be found saying inappropriate things on Twitter as @JennyLynwrites;  on Goodreads; and Amazon at
Explicit excerpt:
In his right hand he held his gun, strapped inside its holster, which he placed on the nightstand. In his left hand was a strip of three condom packets. She grinned up at him as he tore one off and tossed it on the bed, then dropped the others beside his pistol. An odd juxtaposition, those two items—safety and danger, kind of how she saw Sean.
He crawled over her, bracing his hands beside her shoulders, pinning her legs between his knees. “I like you much better like this. All soft and natural, sexier and even more beautiful than you think you are.” Her stomach did that fluttery thing again. This time she couldn’t blame it on alcohol. “I bet your male patients love having you work on them, a powerful distraction from their pain.” His fingertips traced a path from her neck to her belly. “A dose of you would feel better than a shot of morphine.”
He pushed the hem of her tank top up her stomach and pressed his mouth to her fevered skin. She gasped at the contact. “Sean.”
“If I were lying on a gurney dying, it’d be okay if I could look at you as I go.”
She laced her hands through his hair, grabbing fistfuls and tugging his face up. “Don’t say things like that,” she said, forcing a scowl.
He grinned crookedly. “But it’s true.”
Her hands explored his bunching shoulders, the thick, soft hair that covered his nape, and the flat disks of his nipples, while his mouth found all the secret, sensitive spots on her neck and beneath her ear. He groaned when her blunt nails raked over his rib cage, and Erin loved that she’d made him make that sound.
Sean sat back on his haunches and lifted the tank top, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were already hard, but under his hungry gaze, they pinched even tighter. “Damn.” She raised her arms for him to strip it over her head. “You could be a lingerie model.”
Her blush went unseen in the dim light. “Not my style.”
“No, and I’m glad. I like that you don’t normally flaunt the wares. Makes me grateful that I’m the lucky bastard who gets to see ’em. Maybe even a little greedy,” Sean said as his hands came up to cup her breasts possessively, thumbs brushing back and forth over their peaked tips.
Erin arched, seeking more of his firm touch, wanting his warm mouth. “Sean, please.”
He lowered his head, answering her soft plea. As his tongue made lazy circles around her distended nipple, his fingers strummed at its twin. Sean sucked her into the wet heat of his mouth, and she whimpered, feeling her pussy contract and slicken with his hungry tugs. When he pulled away, he blew softly across the damp, puckered flesh. Erin squeezed her thighs together, thrashed her head on the mattress.
“Like that, huh?” His lips formed the question against the underside of her breast.
Sean focused his attention on her other nipple, treating it to the same lavish attention. Erin tilted her head to watch this time, wanting to memorize the erotic images. He caught her gaze and bared his teeth, biting down until she cried out at the pinch of pain muddled with a rush of pleasure.
Her sex throbbed, needy and swollen. Wet. God, she was so wet it was almost embarrassing. She’d read about women who could orgasm from nipple stimulation alone, but in the past she’d always required much more than that to get off. Given the talent in Sean’s lips and tongue and teeth, she was beginning to see the possibility.
She cupped his cock through his jeans, encouraged by his strangled groan against her skin when she gave him a firm squeeze. He was rigid and thick, long if her hand was a decent measuring device. Fumbling with his zipper, she eased it down.
He rose up on his hands and knees again, dark hair falling forward across his forehead and cheeks, his expression pained. “Take my cock out,” he said. “I want to feel those talented hands.”

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