The Bachelor Auction by Rachel Van Dyken Excerpt Reveal

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Excerpt

“Bentley!” Brock barked and shook his head.

“What?” Bentley shrugged then smoothly walked over to Jane and pulled out a box of black high-heeled pumps in a size eight and a half. “Your foot, milady?”

Brock rolled his eyes. “Give it a rest, Bentley. She can put on her own damn shoes.”

Bentley completely ignored him. “I love a woman’s foot.” He grabbed Jane’s broken shoe and tossed it to the side while his hands danced along the arch of her foot. His fingertips danced along her skin. Seduction by foot rub? That was new.

“It’s sexy, the arch.” He leaned over her, his lips parting just enough to give her the impression he was thinking about kissing her. “The curve of a woman’s foot reminds me of her body…see? Sexy.” He slid the shoe on a very terrified looking Jane and stood. “Perfect fit.”

Jane’s mouth opened then closed as a rosy flush crept over her face. “Th-thank you.”

“I bought you my favorite brand.”

Her eyebrows arched. How did he know about Manolo Blahnik? “Oh.” And then she nodded and said loudly, “Ohhhh! That makes sense!”

Bentley’s eyes narrowed. “Me buying women’s shoes?”

“You wearing them,” she explained. “That’s great. I mean, good for you. I’m sorry I’m so awkward at things like this, but it’s good you’re…you know…” She bobbed her head and sputtered. “Out and…comfortable with it.”

“Out?” Bentley repeated. “I’m confused.”

“Of the closet,” she said slowly then saw the scowl on Bentley’s face. “Or maybe you just like to dress like a woman?” She straightened her shoulders and tried again. “In either case, congratulations on your choice to wear women’s clothing!”

Brock about died laughing as Bentley’s horrified expression went from stunned to genuine confusion.

“You heard her.” Brock held his laughter in check. “Congratulations, brother. I’ll take care of the press release: Bachelor Playboy Bentley Wellington and his private women’s shoe collection.”

Bentley let out a strangled laugh. “Yes, and while we’re at it why don’t we remind the press that the clock is ticking on that auction of yours? Hmm?”

“Auction?” Jane asked.

“Don’t.” Brock shook his head. “You don’t want to know.”

“But she probably already does.” Bentley pointed out. “Unless she doesn’t read the news…?”

They both stared at her, waiting for an answer.

“I, uh…” She ducked her head, blushing again. “I read books.”

“How pure.” Bentley smiled and sat down next to her. “And just so we’re clear.” He leaned in as though he was going to kiss her. “My bat only swings one way…and I can assure you, every time I get thrown a pitch, I hit it out of the park.”

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Jane isn’t entirely sure that Cinderella got such a raw deal. Sure, she had a rough start, but didn’t she eventually land a prince and a happily-ever-after? Meanwhile, Jane is busy waiting on her demanding, entitled sisters, running her cleaning business, and . . . yep, not a prince in sight. Until a party and a broken shoe incident leave Jane wondering if princes—or at least, a certain deliciously hunky billionaire—maybe do exist.
Except Brock Wellington isn’t anyone’s dream guy. Hell, a prince would never agree to be auctioned off in marriage to the highest bidder. Or act like an arrogant jerk—even if it was just a façade. Now, as Brock is waiting for the auction chopping block, he figures it’s karmic retribution that he’s tempted by a sexy, sassy woman he can’t have. But while they can’t have a fairy-tale ending, maybe they can indulge in a little bit of fantasy . .

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About Rachel Van Dyken

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.

She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!

Shopping for an Heir by Julia Kent Release Blitz

 

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About SHOPPING FOR AN HEIR

 

Gerald Wright works for billionaires. He never imagined he’d become one. 

The former Navy Seal is a chauffeur by day, artist by night, so when hotter-than-ever ex-fiancée Suzanne Dayton interrupts his nude model sculpting class to serve him with inheritance paperwork from a man he’s never heard of, he assumes it’s a joke. 

Turns out the joke’s on him. There’s just one catch. A big one. 

And it might be Suzanne — in more ways than he ever dreamed. 

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He leaned in, kissing her softly. Smoochy stirred, sat up, and toddled off, jumping off a very distracted Gerald’s lap.

 

“Let’s take this,” she said, breathless between kisses, “one step at a time.”

 

“Define ‘step.’”

 

“Spend the night with me.”

 

“I like that step.”

 

“Make me breakfast in the morning.”

 

“Is that step two?”

 

“Sure.”

 

“I always respond well to a clearly defined set of procedures.”

 

“How about a map?”

 

“Even better.”

 

Neither one moved. The offer, once accepted, was almost enough. Acting on it felt so big. So was he, though. As she crawled into his lap, connected to him by their eager mouths, she pulled her skirt up so she could straddle him, his arms wrapping around her waist. The heat of sinking into him, the intimacy of having his body so close, made her mind rest.

 

Her body took over.

 

“You taste so good,” he murmured between kisses, his hands sliding up her spine in tandem, then moving across her shoulders in synchronized perfection to remove her suit jacket. The shiver she gave came less from the temperature change and more from the delicious feel of how he touched her. With Gerald, a touch wasn’t just the stroke of a finger, the brush of a palm, the flick of a tongue, or the thrust into her. Never one to waste movement, he reveled in it, living fully in dimensions she couldn’t even see.

 

He pulled her shirt out from her waistband just as she returned the favor, seeking the raw warmth of his skin. Her hands flattened against his thick shoulders, the connection grounding, her body moving in a slow, involuntary rhythm against him as he kissed her hard.

 

So hard.

 

As he cupped her breasts over her bra, her nipples tightened, the ache spinning down in a spiral, tearing through years of pain and craving. Her breath hitched and his kiss became more urgent, his intent clear. It was so good to kiss a man who knew how to hold her just so, who used a feather light touch where she wanted it, and who pressed where a tighter squeeze made a difference.

 

Gerald had been joyfully unrestrained in bed, hours of pleasure unending, as if there were no events marking time— no final orgasm, no steps in a schematic— but only the undefined fuzzy logic of imperfect art played out in moans and sighs, in the light stroke of a fingertip against responsive flesh, in the wave of tongue against arched hips and the push and pull of love cried out in ecstasy.

 

In minutes, they would be back in that dimension. S

 

he shivered with anticipation.

 

“What are we doing?” she whispered, the tone playful, his hands sinking into her long waves.

 

“Whatever it is, it’s been a while,” he rasped. “I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this.”

 

 

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About Julia Kent

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge, and new adult books that push contemporary boundaries. From billionaires to BBWs to rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every book she writes, but unlike Trevor from Random Acts of Crazy, she has never kissed a chicken.

Behind Closed Doors by J.L. Berg Blog Tour Review

Behind Closed Doors by J.L. Berg Blog Tour Review
My name is Roman Cavenaugh and I’m kind of an asshole. 
Running a company isn't easy, especially when everyone expects you to fail, so being a jerk? It comes with the territory. 
I don't have time to mess around, and I sure as hell didn’t see her coming.
Cara Hamilton—she was supposed to be off limits…a temporary employee brought in during my assistant’s maternity leave. 
But, in the blink of an eye, she became so much more. 
An obsession I couldn’t shake.

So yeah, I may be an asshole, but now, I finally had a purpose, and soon, she would be mine. 
All’s fair in love and war…
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Roman Cavanagh is known for being an arrogant conceited jerk.  But he’s had to prove himself his whole life to his father, now taking over the company that he was never even considered to do. He is brother to Jude who was in J.L. Berg’s previous books Within and Beyond These Walls.  This is a complete standalone and you don’t need to read those previous books.

Cara Hamilton is trying to find her footing after following her boyfriend to NYC.  She accepts a temporary position as Roman’s secretary, as his regular one is out on maternity leave.  She is a free spirit and is someone who actually stands up to Roman when he is acting like an arrogant jerk.  Slowly she works past the walls that Roman has erected to protect himself and they find themselves in a boss/employee friendship.  Through this friendship, Cara’s eyes are open to her partner’s true colors.  Soon lines are blurred and the consequences of those actions have to be faced by both.

This isn’t the typical guy meets girl, or girl meets guy, falls in love and have their HEA.  This is a story that both Roman and Cara delve deeper into themselves and see parts they don’t like and work to change that for the better.  When they realize their feelings run deeper than just boss/employee or even friendship, they fight to show the other that they are the one they are meant to be with.  I am being vague because there is a twist in BCD that you have to read to find out yourself, so there will be no spoilers here.

I love J.L. Berg and have since I first read When You’re Ready.  She has a way of getting into your head and pulling at the emotions that you didn’t even know that they were there. Or she taps into an emotion that you don’t want to confront but you have no choice but to confront.  I love that about her and this is a perfect book to start with if you have never read her before and then move onto her other series.

I give it 4 ½ stars, I really wanted to give it 5 but sometimes with Roman I was put off more often than not with his behavior.  But this is a book that will stay with me and I will reread at some point, and I think it will be the same for you if you decide to give this book a go.

 

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About J.L. Berg

J.L. Berg is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready Series, The Walls Duet, and the Lost & Found Duet. She is a California native living in the beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart, they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she’s not writing, you will find her with her nose stuck in a romance novel, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.

Wide Open Spaces by Aurora Rose Reynolds Review

Wide Open Spaces by Aurora Rose Reynolds Review
That moment your life changes.

That moment that changes your life.

That moment you love someone more than you love yourself.

That was the moment we gave our son up for adoption and the moment I was left bare. A wide-open space that would forever be empty.

There are moments that define you as a person, moments that prove just how strong you are, moments you push yourself to keep going forward when all you really want to do is give up. It was in one of those moments when I reached out and found him waiting for me.

When Shelby Calder left home fifteen years ago, she never planned on returning to the Alaskan town she left behind. But after the death of her grandfather and a bitter divorce, she hopes going home will be a fresh start for her and her ten-year-old son.

Zach Watters has made a lot of mistakes in his life. But when he sees Shelby Calder, looking more beautiful than ever, standing outside her childhood home, he promises himself that letting her go won't be a mistake he ever makes again.

Some things never change and love is one of them.
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Wide Open Spaces is the second book in her Shooting Stars series.  You don’t have to read the first one to be able to read Wide Open Spaces.  I’ve read Fighting to Breathe, the first book, and honestly couldn’t wait for this book to be released.

Shelby left her home fifteen years determined to never return. But a turn of events, her divorce and her grandfather’s passing, has her returning home and facing the reasons she left in the first place.  One of those reasons was Zach, and on her first day home learns that he is her next door neighbor.  Over the past fifteen years, Zach has not forgotten Shelby nor the love that he has for her. Now that she is back, he is not letting her slip through his fingers again.

It is not an easy feat for Shelby to take that chance again.  Years ago, both her and Zach had to make a torturous decision and she is still feeling the after effects, and isn’t sure she can open her heart to Zach again the way he wants her to.  Add in ex’s who make things difficult on both ends, you wonder if they are truly meant to be.  But as Zach and Shelby deal with the repercussions of their decision, they find that they are truly healing themselves and each other.  That empty void both Zach and Shelby have is filled by their love for each other.

I was glad that I kept tissues nearby because a few times I had to stop because tears were freely falling.  Aurora wrote a beautiful second chance love story that deals with something that many people face in society.  She truly pulls at your heartstrings and you wonder just how much love you have in your heart for the people in and not in your life.  It is a second chance romance in many ways, along with redemption and acceptance.  I give this book 5 stars because even after I read it, it stayed with me for several days and is easily on my list of rereads.  I have read all of Aurora’s books and I think with the material written about, this is the best she released.  I can’t wait to see what more we can expect from her.

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About Aurora Rose Reynolds

Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who’s husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She’s married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it’s beauty.

Mr Corporate by JA Huss Book Review

Mr Corporate by JA Huss Book Review
Weston Conrad is the best headhunter in the business. That handsome smile goes a long way towards convincing most people to trust him with their future.
I’m not most people. I’m his direct competition. And it doesn’t hurt to be just the kind of woman he’s been looking for.
I’m gonna flash you these legs, Weston Conrad.
I’m gonna wear low-cut shirts and micro-mini skirts.
I’m gonna dazzle you with wit and conversation and kiss those lips like they’re exactly what I’ve been waiting for.
So don’t hate me when you figure out my secret.
You understand, right? You’re Mr. Corporate and this is just business.
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I’m in love with this series by Julie, just like all her books. She has this thing for writing a standalone and it having it’s own story, but then have that standalone be part of a series with an overall story arc to it. Julie is doing it again with her Mister (Mr.) series.

The story takes place on a deserted island in the exotic Exuma Cays. Look at this yumminess. Nice place to be deserted, right? Let’s just take a moment and have a mini vacation right now…..

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Okay. Back to business. Victoria and Weston have been sent to the island via a wild goose chase. They are both sent to head hunt the same guy, and he is supposed to be on his island, but he’s not. After they seen a massive storm brewing and acknowledge that their pilot isn’t coming back for them, they are forced to face reality. The reality is their relationship, their businesses and their life in general.

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“Mr. and Mrs. Corporate. It’s just business, Mister style.”

I’m not sure what to ever say in a review. You don’t want me to wrap the story up. That’s why you’re reading it, right? When I read a review, I want it to be short and sweet, but I see others write these long diatribes and I don’t know how they do it. I’m going to try and meet in the middle.

What I like about the writing in the story is that it is faced paced. Lots of up and downs, and there is alway this question lingering that you just can’t figure out. It’s mostly because of lack of information, not because you can’t put two and two together.

I didn’t find myself bored like I sometimes do with other romance books. It fits the formula, but there is something about Julie’s writing that makes it fresh, and I just can’t figure it out. I find myself rating a lot of books 3 stars because while they are okay, they aren’t great, and they aren’t bad. They were just boring.

Mr. Corporate had that give and take with the relationship; which I want to add that Victoria/Tori was my least liked heroine to-date. Ugh. I was so tired of her by the middle of the book that I was wondering what the hell Weston saw in her. She is a real bitch. Her lack of trust in Weston was beyond being independant. It was a whole level of she needs to see a counselor.

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Weston has to be a masochist to be able to take that, and for the length of time that he did. To have to be constantly reassuring someone and arguing about having a little faith in him has to be exhausting. Christ.

“I just need you to now that…I love us. And if you think we even have the slightest chance at making this work, then please, just give in to me. I promise to be careful with you. I promise to go slow. I promise everything. I promise to be patient, and I promise to listen to you. I will do anything-whatever it takes-to make you mine forever.” -Weston

Moving on from the one thing I had to tell you about. We got to see some cameos in this book, either by name or in person. You will have to read to find out. I found that to be uber exciting.

Would I recommend this book to you to read? Absolutely. It’s really a great book.

Well, why the hell did I give it 4.5 stars instead of 5? Because only books that blow my mind, make my heart feel like it is going to burst or makes me think about it for days get a full 5 stars. I just don’t give them out that much. Other reviewers give those reviews 6 stars, but in my world 6 stars don’t exist. 5 do, so I give Mr. Coporate 4.5 stars because it’s that good. A unique story and plot that is fast-paced, a little sexy and a whole lot of lie. A fantastic combination to keep any person reading. A must read!

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Mr Match No-preorder yet released October 12, 2016

 

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About JA Huss

JA Huss is the author of the Amazon bestselling Rook and Ronin series, the epic science fiction I Am Just Junco series, and hundreds of kid-friendly science books in subjects such as biology, physics, anatomy and physiology, astronomy, and forensics. She has an undergraduate degree in equine science and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology. She has never taken a creative writing class and she hopes she never will.

It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover Book Review

It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover Book Review
The newest, highly anticipated novel from beloved #1 New York Times bestselling author, Colleen Hoover.Sometimes it is the one who loves you who hurts you the most. Lily hasn’t always had it easy, but that’s never stopped her from working hard for the life she wants. She’s come a long way from the small town in Maine where she grew up—she graduated from college, moved to Boston, and started her own business. So when she feels a spark with a gorgeous neurosurgeon named Ryle Kincaid, everything in Lily’s life suddenly seems almost too good to be true. Ryle is assertive, stubborn, maybe even a little arrogant. He’s also sensitive, brilliant, and has a total soft spot for Lily. And the way he looks in scrubs certainly doesn’t hurt. Lily can’t get him out of her head. But Ryle’s complete aversion to relationships is disturbing. Even as Lily finds herself becoming the exception to his “no dating” rule, she can’t help but wonder what made him that way in the first place. As questions about her new relationship overwhelm her, so do thoughts of Atlas Corrigan—her first love and a link to the past she left behind. He was her kindred spirit, her protector. When Atlas suddenly reappears, everything Lily has built with Ryle is threatened. With this bold and deeply personal novel, Colleen Hoover delivers a heart-wrenching story that breaks exciting new ground for her as a writer. Combining a captivating romance with a cast of all-too-human characters, It Ends With Us is an unforgettable tale of love that comes at the ultimate price.
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There is so much hype about this release. It’s everywhere I look. I’m not sure if I am let down because so many people say it was amazing and deserves all the stars that when I read it I expect it to be the best book she has ever written. I’m in the minority here by giving the book 3 stars. I love Colleen Hoover. I have read every single book she has written and I know her books are amazing.

I went into this book completely blind. I do this with most of my books that I read, but it should also be noted that Colleen didn’t want people to know much about the plot either. This is the part that I’m really confused about. I don’t understand why the plot is such a big secret. There isn’t a huge shock/twist element that I have come to know and love about Colleen’s writing. The concept for the book was revealed within the first few chapters.

Why do I feel just meh about the book? I feel like it was slow. Colleen’s books are usually fast paced and suspenseful. They have you turning that page as fast as you can, but this book I found myself setting it down to do other things instead of telling everyone to leave me alone so I can finish the book as fast as I possibly can.

I do think that this book will bring a lot of information to readers and help them empathize with situations that they may not have previously understood. My favorite thing about Colleen is how generous she is. She constantly gives back to people and expects absolutely nothing in return. I believe she was a social worker before she started writing full-time. What a great job fit, or maybe not. She is extremely caring, so she wants to help people, but I’m sure it hurt her heart seeing people who need so much help and only being able to do so much about it. While I was reading the book I kept thinking about her in this job and maybe the story had something to do with it. The way that she tells the story and explains the logic through the character’s voice tell of someone who has been in those shoes. It told of experience.

What do I like best and least about the book? I really think the biggest reason for the average rating is that it was too slow for me. The one thing I do like is that it will help people understand and empathize with people in those situations and help them realize not to judge someone so quickly.

I do have some examples of specific things that I don’t like about the book, but they would be considered spoilers. I think that my biggest issue with the book is the pace, and that alone is enough to justify my 3 stars without giving away specific plot lines to someone who still wants to read the book for themselves. If you want to know specifics, feel free to contact me and I will calmly discuss the specific things I didn’t care for in the book.

Everyone connects, or doesn’t, to a book differently. Yes, I didn’t connect with this one, but it will not keep me from reading another book by Colleen. I enjoy her books. She is an author that I automatically buy her books and even pre-order them without knowing anything about them. That is how much I enjoy her books. It just happens that I didn’t connect with, “It Ends With Us,” and that’s okay. You don’t have to love every book.

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About Colleen Hoover

Colleen Hoover is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of seven novels and one novella. Hoover’s novels fall into the New Adult and Young Adult categories. Hoover published her first novel, Slammed, in January 2012.

The Aftermath by R.J. Prescott Excerpt and Giveaway

The Aftermath by R.J. Prescott Excerpt and Giveaway
Cormac "The Hurricane" O'Connell's star is on the rise. Billed as the most promising young boxer of his generation, his new career is taking him to places he never dreamed. But O'Connell only needs one thing in life: his wife.

In her final year of college, Em cannot follow him around the world but together they make it work. Just when everything they ever wanted is on the horizon, the past resurfaces to haunt them, and O'Connell realizes that justice might not be a part of his happy ever after. He couldn't protect Em once before, but in the aftermath of the hurricane, he will make sure that never happens again.
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Excerpt:

It never occurred to me that mail was something to fear. Not until the day I came home and found Em sat on the floor, her arms wrapped around her knees, and a ripped open white envelope on the bed behind her.

“Sunshine, what’s wrong?” I asked. She swallowed hard and sniffed a few times like she was trying to hold back tears long enough to talk to me. I reached for the envelope, thinking it would give me some clue as to why she was so clearly freaked out.

“Don’t,” Em croaked. “Please,” she added pleadingly. I knew then, as a tear rolled down her cheek, that whatever was inside had to be bad. Contained within a folded sheet of plain white paper were about a dozen or so photos. They were different sizes and all taken at different times, but Em was in every one of them. The earliest photo was of a smiling happy nine year old. Just a normal kid out riding her bike. When the next one showed the same kid, fast asleep in her bed, I felt sick to my fucking stomach. The older that Em was in the pictures, the more invasive they became and none of them looked like they were taken with her knowledge. The last photo was really grainy, like it had been through a window maybe, or within a really bad camera, but it showed in intimate detail, her frail, bruised body taking a shower.

“Mother fucker,” I yelled, wanting to fucking hit something. Anything. I grabbed the envelope looking for some clue who’d sent it, like I didn’t fucking know. Frank was still in prison, pending trial, so someone on the outside must have sent this for him. The postmark on the envelope read London, which didn’t tell me much. The knuckles on Em’s hand were white where she gripping hold of her legs so hard.

“Shit love. You okay?” I said, hating that she looked so fucking scared. She nodded unconvincingly, but didn’t answer. I gathered up the pictures and stuffed them back into the envelope, not wanting her to see them anymore, but I knew we’d need to give them to police as evidence. The idea of her being on display like that to the police and the prosecution lawyers was as bad as knowing what she’d been through. Sitting down next to her, I wrapped my arm around her tiny body and pulled her into my chest. She was stiff as a board and shaking slightly. Rubbing up and down her arms, trying to get her warm I waited for her to talk to me. That was the way of it sometimes with Sunshine. She needed to think shit over before she could get it off her chest.

“I didn’t know about any of them. He’s been taking pictures of me for years. How could I not know? How could I let that happen?” she asked me.

“You didn’t let anything happen. He’s a violent, abusive rapist who’s sick in the fucking head. He did what he did because he’s a fucking whack job. Nothing you said or did gave him permission to do this.” I could see by her face that the pictures shamed her. Fuck that. There wasn’t a single fucking thing for her to be ashamed of.

“It was bad enough dealing with what happened, but he could have hundreds of these pictures and God only knows what he does with them. As if that’s not bad enough he knows where we live. Even in prison he can get to me. I’ll never be free of him will I?”

“Sunshine, even if it means killing him, I swear he will never touch you again. This is just a sign of desperation. In a few more months he’ll be too concerned about how to pick up the soap in the shower without getting arse raped to worry about getting you back. He’s going away for a very long time and there’s fuck all he can do about it. This kind of shit just gives the barristers more ammunition against him.” I did my best to reassure her, but as I was as freaked out as she was. The fact that he could get hold of the pictures and post them from prison had me worried about what else he could do from the inside.

She wiped her eyes and leant across to give me a quick kiss.

“You’re right,” she told me. “A few more months and this will all be over.” It had to be, because I hadn’t been exaggerating. If Frank came after her again, I’d kill to keep her safe.

 

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About R.J. Prescott

USA Today bestselling author R.J. Prescott was born in Cardiff, South Wales, and studied law at the University of Bristol, England. Four weeks before graduation she fell in love, and stayed. Ten years later, she convinced her crazy, wonderful firefighter husband to move back to Cardiff where they now live with their two equally crazy sons.

Book Review — Moonshot by Alessandra Torre

Book Review — Moonshot by Alessandra Torre
Baseball wasn’t supposed to be a game of life and death…The summer that Chase Stern entered my life, I was seventeen. The daughter of a legend, the Yankees were my family, their stadium my home, their dugout my workplace. My focus was on the game. Chase … he started out as a distraction. A distraction with sex appeal poured into every inch of his six foot frame. A distraction who played like a god and partied like a devil. I tried to stay away. I couldn’t. Then, the team started losing. Women started dying. And everything in my perfect world broke apart.
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Review:

Moonshot is told in dual point-of-view, which is my favorite. I love hearing both sides of the story. Dual point-of-view also keeps from having another book told from the other side, which I feel are a bit of a waste. Sorry, had to gush over my love of dual pov.

Moving on. Ty Rollins is the daughter of famed closing pitcher for the New York Yankees. She has been traveling with the team as a bat girl since her Mom died when she was young. The teammates have kept a close eye on her and see her as family.

Ty is in love with all things baseball. She knows all the stats, all the players and even watches ESPN everyday to keep up with it all. I don’t believe anyone knows baseball more than her.

The Yankees are always looking to win The World Series. They will do whatever it takes to clench that title. Ty knew one of the guys had to go and be replaced with the eye catching troublemaker Chase Sterns.

After being bumped from his last team, the clean cut Yankee’s snatch him up. Ty is stoked because she knows this will help them win The World Series. What she doesn’t realize is that her life as she knows it is about to change.

There is instant attraction between the two, but with Ty being only 17, there wasn’t much Chase could do until she became legal. With that in mind, a friendship was born.

As time wore on, their love burned bright and hot like a wildfire. Unfortunately, fate had a way of screwing it.

I found myself flying through the pages. I just couldn’t get enough. I was learning more about baseball than I ever knew before. I grew up with the Chicago Cubs. My husband is the biggest baseball fan I know. I felt like I betrayed him reading about The Yankees when he loathes them more than any sports team out there.

The romance in the book was very well written. AT developed their love in an all-inclusive way that you can’t help but want to devour it. You found yourself grinning. I was reading it while waiting for a prescription at the pharmacy and found myself covering my smile because it was so bright.

My only complaint about the book, and why I gave it 4 stars is because the twist of the story, the murders, just didn’t seem to fit. Let me first say that the murders are not the only twist to the story. There are more.

Back to the murders. It was at least 50% into the book before the murders even started making their way into the story. I found that a little disheartening. Even with the action starting, they still felt forced. In AT’s other books, her twists work seamlessly. You’re like, “Oh, shit!” I honestly feel like the murders could have been left out of the story and Moonshot would have been just as great.

The ending came rushing in like a hurricane. There was no stopping it and you better hold on because it is intense.

I wholeheartedly recommend this book. AT never lets you down and you will definitely enjoy this one. I would compare Moonshot to Hollywood Dirt. It isn’t dark and twisted like her other books. It is a sweet romance, but some real shit happens. If you loved Hollywood Dirt, chances are you will really enjoy Moonshot.

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About Alessandra Torre

Alessandra Torre is an award-winning New York Times bestselling author of ten novels. Her books focus on romance and suspense, all with a strong undercurrent of sexuality. Torre has been featured in such publications as Elle and Elle UK, co-hosted Dirty Sexy Funny with Jenny McCarthy, as well as guest blogged for the Huffington Post and RT Book Reviews. She is also the Bedroom Blogger for Cosmopolitan.com.

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Mr Romantic by JA Huss Book Review

Mr Romantic by JA Huss Book Review
Charm is the key to the world.

Charisma, magnetism, sex appeal—that ‘it’ factor that can’t be described.

Nolan Delany has it is spades.

The infamous Mr. Romantic.

And maybe he is out of my league… But I’m going to give it the old college try anyway. Because I didn’t travel two thousand miles for a job interview at his request just to be put out like trash.

Don’t underestimate me, Mr. Delaney.

I’m really not as innocent as I look.
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First off let me say I almost didn’t read this book. My sons name is Nolan, and I just couldn’t see myself reading a dirty JA Huss book without seeing my sons face in my head. However, like all the other books, I had to read it. I’m lucky that Nolan’s name isn’t said that much, especially during sex, so I was able to enjoy the book.
Mr. Romantic is a much darker book than Mr. Perfect. We get some new pieces of information on the story arc that will be happening over these five books. We also have some cameos from some of our favorite characters from Julie’s other books. Yay!
Yes, the story has a fantasy rape scene. It is dual consent. If this bothers you, don’t read the book. However, I feel like the scene is important because of what happened in Nolan’s past. There is a lot of conversation before it happens between both parties, so there is no way it happens without consent.
Again, we have the main story between the two main characters, but we also have this mystery overall story arc. With even more hints from Julie, I don’t know if I’m more excited about the series story, or each individual story because that huge storyline is always so good. So good.

four-stars

About JA Huss

JA Huss is the author of the Amazon bestselling Rook and Ronin series, the epic science fiction I Am Just Junco series, and hundreds of kid-friendly science books in subjects such as biology, physics, anatomy and physiology, astronomy, and forensics. She has an undergraduate degree in equine science and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology. She has never taken a creative writing class and she hopes she never will.

Missed Connections by Tamara Mataya

Missed Connections by Tamara Mataya
Missed Connection:

I saw you standing there, and I was struck by your eyes. Gorgeous, but not as gorgeous as your smile.What should have been a sizzling NYC summer has been hijacked by demanding bosses. To cope, I spend my nights cruising Missed Connections, dreaming of finding an uber-romantic entry all about me. Of course, the moment I finally find that Missed Connection, real life comes crashing down in a night of unbridled passion with totally off-limits Jack. Best. Hookup. Ever. Gorgeous and wealthy, hot as sin, Jack can give me everything I need-except an emotional connection. That I get from my Missed Connection, the romantic stranger who never fails to make me swoon. But there's only so much of me to go around. Torn between the bad boy I can't keep and the sensitive stranger who bares his soul online, my heart and body are caught in two very different relationships...or are they? Summer Love: Missed Connections Summer Indiscretions
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Missed Connection Post from Tamara Mataya

To celebrate the release of MISSED CONNECTIONS, Tamara has written this missed connection post between a fictional couple. Can you guess who these characters are?

 

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Me in love with you? AS IF! You’re cute but we’ve got nothing in common—especially with that stupid Forest Gump hat you wear. We practically grew up together, so how would that work? Daddy would totally be bugging if he found out. But…okay, you’re a total Baldwin and I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to kiss you… -Waiting At The Top Of The Stairs

 

Excerpt from MISSED CONNECTIONS

“No air-conditioning?”
Jack’s voice startles me, and I jump, dropping my shirt.
“No. I’ll have to look at getting a unit in.”
“Do you like big units?”
“Well, a tiny one wouldn’t do it…”
“Big ones are better for doing it.”
My apartment’s dinky but will need more than a small air conditioner. “For sure. I mean, mine’s pretty tiny, but it would still need…”
He bites the inside of his cheek and raises his eyebrows.
When he said unit, he was referring to… “Oh my God, so not what I meant!”
“Sure. And this?” He nods at the bag in his hands.
“I want it on the bed.” For crying out loud, am I capable of speaking without everything sounding like a “that’s what she said” joke? “In the bedroom is fine.” A giant, throbbing innuendo…What is wrong with me? This is Jack, my friend. Only my friend for reasons. Shaking my head, I shift a blue tub with my kitchen stuff into the tiny kitchen and move one from there into the equally tiny bathroom. On the way back, I trip over a bag and slam my leg into the corner of a box.
“Nice one, Grace.”
“Shut up.” I hiss through my teeth while rubbing my shin. “Ouch.”
“Are you bleeding?” He squats in front of me, cradling my calf to pull my leg closer. It’s tight quarters, and I can smell him—something fresh but mixed with his sweat. My mouth waters. Would I be able to taste it on his skin?
His fingertips graze the sensitive skin behind my knee. Jesus. He’s never touched my bare skin there before. It’s just my calf. How can that make me feel…restless and unfulfilled?
He traces the skin around the injury with a fingertip. “The skin’s broken, but it’s just the first layer. Nothing serious.”
Tell that to my pulse, which is doing a splendid imitation of a jackhammer. “Yeah.” My voice is raspy. “Nothing serious.”
His gaze crawls up my shin to my thigh, my torso, my eyes. Oh, he knows what this is doing to me. Deliberately, he slides his hand up my thigh before letting go. Then he stands and licks his lips, eyes locked on mine.
Now I’m covered with goose bumps, suddenly feverish with wanting his hands on my body again—and not wanting to let him leave my apartment until we’re sweaty for another reason. The intensity of the attraction I feel for him spreads through me from cell to cell like a virus. Liking him is deadly because I can’t feel this for him, can’t want him this much.
His fingers tangle in my hair and lift my face. I shouldn’t be taking a step toward him, grabbing

the front of his shirt, and pulling him closer like this. He crushes his body to me as his lips gently meet mine as if this means something. His tongue teases my lips open and eases inside my mouth, and when it touches my tongue, I shudder and clutch at him, desperate to pull him closer when I should be pushing him away.
But his hands are gentle, his lips are firm, and his tongue strokes mine in ways that dissolve rational thought and all the bones in my body. He tastes like peppermint and the last lover I can imagine ever wanting again because no one has kissed me like this—and I want more. I want it all. He wraps me in his arms and squeezes. I stretch up, allowing more of my body to press against his, then wrap my arms around his neck and gently grind my hips against his. One of his hands slips down my side and around to palm my breast, lifting and gently kneading it through my shirt and bra. He’s already hard.
He breaks the kiss, and I’m left breathless, but then he pushes me against the wall and pins my hands above my head—and who the hell needs air anyway? I arch against him, pressing my breasts against his chest, trying to ease the ache as he nibbles my earlobe and kisses his way down my collarbone, releasing my hands to palm my breasts.
I trail my hands under his shirt and over the cut ridges of his abs. He pulls one of my thighs up, pressing against my core, making me moan in his mouth when his lips find mine again. His mouth is everything. God, I can’t wait. This is going to be so damn good. We’ll have amazing sex, and then…what? Live happily ever after? I tip my head back to give him better access to the tender flesh of my neck.

Shut up, brain.

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