HURRICANE By Laramie Briscoe Release Blitz with REVIEW! @givemebooksblog, @laramiebriscoe

 

Title: Hurricane
Series: Heaven Hill Generations #1
Author: Laramie Briscoe
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 21, 2017
Blurb
The Prospect and the
President’s daughter finally get their HEA…..
Remington “Remy” Sawyer

For most of my life I’ve been the person who lived with the hand he was dealt.
Not much in my life have I had a say in. Birthed by parents I don’t talk to, I
was raised by the only person who ever cared for me – my brother, Cash. Under
his guidance, I’ve become the person I am today.

Productive member of society, and patched brother in the Heaven Hill MC.

I don’t want for anything, other than Tatum Walker.

We had a shot, and we both screwed it up……massively.

Tatum “Tate” Walker

Being the daughter of the President of the Heaven Hill MC is a burden, but one
I’ll face every day with pride. It’s hard for me to know what people like me
for. Is it my personality, my looks, or are they trying to get close to the
Club? There’s one person I’ve never doubted.

Remington Sawyer.

A year ago we had one night of almost passion – that ended with me walking away
in tears – and him walking away in anger.

Some time away from each other has given us perspective.Now, instead of the storm of chaos that was our one attempt at a relationship,
we’re both ready for calm.

And nothing, they say, is as calm – as the eye of a Hurricane.

 

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Caroline

4 STARS

Hurricane, is my first book from Laramie Briscoe and will not be my last. For lack of better words… I loved it! I felt connected to the characters even though I never read the previous series. There is enough background to enjoy the story without being confused. The story of Remy and Tate is one of my favorite kind, where the two lovers have a history filled with heartbreak and tears, but also has its sweet moments and of course hot sex scenes

Author Bio
Laramie Briscoe is the best-selling author of the Heaven Hill Series & the Rockin’ Country Series.Since self-publishing her first book in May of 2013, Laramie Briscoe has published over 10 books. She’s appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling E-books Lists on iBooks, Amazon Kindle, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble. She’s been called “a very young Maya Banks” (Amazon reviewer) and her books have been accused of being “sexy, family-oriented, romances with heart”.

When she’s not writing alpha males who seriously love their women, she loves spending time with friends, reading, and marathoning shows on her DVR. Married to her high school sweetheart, Laramie lives in Bowling Green, KY with her husband (the Travel Coordinator) and a sometimes crazy cat named Beau.

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UNINTENDED by Georgia Cates Release Blitz with Review!!! @givemebooksblog @GeorgiaCates

 

Title: Unintended
Series: The Sin Series #5
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 20, 2017

 

Blurb
Captor becomes lover…I’m a marksman. Mobster. Deadly assassin.

My job is to protect my brotherhood, but that isn’t my only responsibility.I’m Kieran Hendry, the up-and-coming leader of The Order, and a new duty calls. I must take a wife.

A wife I don’t know.

A wife born into a position at the top of The Fellowship hierarchy.
A wife who will forge a strong alliance between her brotherhood and mine.
A wife I don’t want.I knew next to nothing about Westlyn Breckenridge when I abducted her, but I quickly discover that she’s intelligent, strong, defiant, selfless. And beautiful. 

One night with her is all it takes for me to see that she is no typical Mafia princess. I’m hopeful this arranged marriage won’t be the miserable union I imagined it to be. But convincing my intended to give us a chance won’t be easy when she sees me as the enemy. The brute who kidnapped her. The vile fiend who threatened to do as he wished with her body.


It’s true. I am all those things. I had cruel intentions. But everything has changed. My affection for her is unexpected. My love, unintended.
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colleen
4 STARS
I was DYING for Kieran’s story and I am soon happy that I finally got it! Georgia Cates made my life by giving him a story that this yummy alpha male deserves.
Weslyn is not my typical favorite kind of female character – a quiet, innocent damsel that has a smart mouth but is not in a hurry to back it up – but as a mate and choice for my Kieran, she is a perfect fit. I think that considering his job – aka an assassin – I think that he needs a “softer” female to feel more human. I didn’t expect the two of them to be as hot together as they were but wow… what a scorcher!
I love Ms. Cates use of sub-characters in this series. They are all unique and interesting in their own ways that make me want to know more about them.
I am dying for these stories to continue and don’t want it to end anytime soon!!!!
Excerpt
Kieran
Hendry makes me feel like a woman. A desired woman. His words, the way he looks
at me, his body language. Everything he does is a huge turn-on. Yet I hate this
man. Loathe him. But damn, he has a way of touching me that makes me forget
every logical thought in my head. It doesn’t make sense to me how I can despise
him and at the same time respond so strongly to his touch.
It’s
my body reacting to him, not my head. It must be hormones and sex drive. Those
two things combined have the power to make people do things they wouldn’t
normally do.
“You’re
trembling.” He grazes the back of his fingers down my cheek and my stomach does
some kind of flip. “Do I frighten you?”
I
look away because I can’t tell him that it isn’t fear giving me the trembles.
He
grasps my chin and forces me to look at him. “Do. I. Frighten. You?”
“No.”
He
rubs my bottom lip with his thumb. “Then what is it?”
I
shake my head.
He
leans in for another kiss but stops before his lips touch mine. We’re so close
I can feel his breath on my mouth. Just like last night when my body turned to
mush.
I’m
quivering and my breath has become more rapid. I may even be a little
lightheaded.
His
bottom lip grazes mine, but he still doesn’t kiss me. “I’ll back off right now
if it’s what you want.”
I
don’t want him to back off. I also don’t want him to know that I don’t want him
to back off. Feels too much like giving in to something I’m not supposed to
crave.
“I’m
going to kiss you.”
I’m
his captive. We made an agreement. I must submit without a fight per our deal
to maintain Ellison’s safety.
Yeah. Keep telling yourself that,
Wes. Maybe if you say it enough, you’ll start to believe it.
His
fingers lace through my hair and he holds me prisoner when he lowers his mouth
to mine. I open, giving his tongue an invitation to come inside. The two meet,
and together they become erotic dance partners with Kieran taking the lead.
I’ve
only had one very forgettable kiss in my life. But this kiss… I could live a
million years and never forget it or the way I feel right now.
He
stops, his lips hovering over mine. His breath warm against my skin. “More or
stop? Your decision.”
He’s
asking me to venture further with him. My body says yes, but my head tells me
that one more step will take me to a place I shouldn’t go with this man. I’m
twenty-three and being kissed for the second time in my life. I don’t want this
to stop. “More.”
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Author Bio
Georgia
resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two
beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse
before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
back yet.
When she’s
not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
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MOST OF ALL YOU by Mia Sheridan Review!!!

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A broken woman . . .

Crystal learned long ago that love brings only pain. Feeling nothing at all is far better than being hurt again. She guards her wounded heart behind a hard exterior, and carries within her a deep mistrust of men who, in her experience, have only ever used and taken.

A man in need of help . . .

Then Gabriel Dalton walks into her life. Despite the terrible darkness of his past, there’s an undeniable goodness about him. And even though she knows the cost, Crystal finds herself drawn to Gabriel. His quiet strength is wearing down her defenses and his gentle patience is causing her to question everything she thought she knew.

Only love can mend a shattered heart . . .

Crystal and Gabriel never imagined that the world that had stolen everything from them would bring them a deep love like this. Except fate will only take them so far and now the choice is theirs: Harden their hearts once again or find the courage to shed their painful pasts.

 

colleen

5 STARS

How does Mia Sheridan do it? Story after story are amazing. As soon as I see that a new book of her’s is coming out, I stock up on tissues and wine and get myself ready for the amazing experience I know I will have.

Most of All you is a story that is going to stick with me for a long time. It is heartbreaking yet so full of hope. I believe that Gabe and Ellie really need each other to heal the broken parts of themselves. Their stories aren’t easy to read, but the way Ms. Sheridan crafts the plot, the reader is so caught up and so in love with the characters, that it is easy to accept what happened to them and move forward with them.

This is an exceptional book from an exceptional author. It is guaranteed to tug at your heartstrings.

 

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DIGNITY by Jay Crownover Release Blitz!!! @JayCrownover @InkSlingerPR

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Jay Crownover returns with the second title in her romantic suspense series, The Breaking Point, DIGNITY. Check out the excerpt below and grab your copy today!

 

 

About DIGNITY:

Looks can be deceiving.

I knew that most people took one look at the ink and the impossibly big and strong body it covered and decided I was a brawler…a bruiser…a beast. However, I was hardwired to be a thinker, not a fighter.

I should have chosen to use my brain and talents to be one of the good guys, a hero, a man with dignity and worth.

I turned my back on dignity and sold my soul to the highest bidder, deciding to dance with the devil, instead.

I couldn’t figure out how to help myself, so there was zero chance I knew how to save someone else.

That someone else was Noe Lee. She was the unkempt, unruly thief who was just as smart as I was and twice as street savvy. She was annoyingly adorable beneath the dirt and grime, and she was in trouble. In way over her head, I told myself it wasn’t my job to keep her from drowning. In the Point, it was sink or swim, and I wasn’t the designated lifeguard on duty.

I shut the door in her face, but now she’s gone…vanished…disappeared without a trace. It took less than a second for me to realize that I wanted her back.

When a woman comes along that melts all the frozen, hard things you’re made of; you’ll do anything you have to, to bring her home.

What you see is not always what you get…and with a man like me, what you get is more than anyone ever bargained for.

 

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I was dragging ass when I took the stairs up to Booker’s unit. Typically, I could run up the three flights and not even get winded, but I was running on fumes and the last traces of adrenaline. My brain was fuzzy, and my normally sharp thoughts felt scattered and unruly. The past and the present were at war in my mind, and the battle for which one made me feel worse was raging.

I made my way through the quiet loft listening for any sound that would indicate Noe was up and moving around. When I got closer to the bedroom, I heard the shower running and swear words chasing the steam out of the open door. It was going to be painful for a while when the water sluiced over her wounds. The thought had me squeezing my eyes closed and clenching my hands into fists. Just because tough things didn’t break didn’t mean they couldn’t be damaged, dented, and scratched. The fact Noe was currently suffering so much wear and tear because of me scraped across my skin and dug into my belly like sharp knives.

I was turning to walk out of the room so she could finish in peace when the running water went silent and her swearing ramped up a notch. I heard her banging around in the bathroom and then she yelled, “Booker, I need a towel! I’m dripping all over your floor.”

I opened my mouth to tell her Booker was gone and that I would go find her one. I didn’t need her poking through his stuff and running across a submachine gun or a rocket launcher. My brain was ping-ponging between annoyance that she’d called for Booker instead of me and the unrelenting image of her, naked, wet, and dripping onto the tile. I wasn’t a guy prone to fantasy, but damn if I didn’t get all kinds of caught up in the thought of her pretty olive skin glistening with moisture from head to toe. I needed to get away from her. I needed space so I could find a way to wrap armor back around all the soft parts of me she exposed.

I was shaking my head to marshal my thoughts back in order when I heard her swear again. Suddenly, like I conjured her out of a dream, Noe was standing in the pocket doorway of the bathroom wearing nothing more than a scowl of irritation and shimmery, shiny water droplets. Her midnight-colored eyebrows shot up to her hairline, and a bright pink flush stained the top of her chest and crawled up her neck into her face. She didn’t lift her hands to cover herself. She stood as still as I was, not moving at all under my furious and hungry gaze.

I wanted to be polite and look away. I told myself it was rude to stare and that the last thing she needed was some guy she barely knew gawking at her like she was a priceless work of art on a museum wall. I berated myself for this invasion of privacy but none of the lecturing or preaching did any good. The only way I could have torn my eyes off that petite frame, with it’s perfectly perky breasts and slightly rounded hips, was if someone slapped them out of my head. I couldn’t blink. I was scared to breathe. I felt like if I moved at all she would bolt like a startled deer, and I needed another second, another minute, another hour, to memorize every single part of her.

She was small, but all the parts added up to perfection. Seeing her like this, stripped bare with nothing to hide behind, I couldn’t believe I’d ever been stupid enough think she was a boy. Everything about her was delicate, feminine, and soft. The hollow of her neck, the elegant curve of her shoulders, the flare of her hips and the fullness of her ass. Her legs weren’t long, but they were toned and shapely. She was the very definition of good things coming in small packages and all I wanted to do was wrap her up and put her on a shelf that was too high and too hard to reach for anyone but me.

Choking on possession and a surge of lust unlike anything I’d ever felt, I belatedly turned my back on her and muttered thickly, “I used all the towels in there last night when I cleaned you up. I’ll go find where Booker keeps the extras.”

She moved. I felt it. The current that ran between us pulsed and throbbed with something hot. I heard her bare feet on the carpet and it took every ounce of willpower I possessed to keep my feet planted and my back turned. She was naked in a room with a very big bed and I was a man who never had such a visceral reaction to anyone…ever. If I had a switch, Noe Lee was the only person who had ever come along and flipped it. I was the actual definition of turned on when I had been off for most of my life.

 

 

 

 

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Jay Crownover is the international and multiple New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men Series, The Saints of Denver Series, the Point Series, the Breaking Point Series, and the Getaway Series. Her books can be found translated in many different languages all around the world. She is a tattooed, crazy haired Colorado native who lives at the base of the Rockies with her awesome dogs. This is where she can frequently be found enjoying a cold beer and Taco Tuesdays. Jay is a self-declared music snob and outspoken book lover who is always looking for her next adventure, between the pages and on the road.

 

 

 

 

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WITH LOVE by Liz Lovelock Review!!! @givemebooksblog @LizLovelock

 

 

Title: With Love
Series: Letters in Blood #2
Author: Liz Lovelock
Genre: Suspense/Thriller
Release Date: October 18, 2017

 

 

Blurb
Dear Captor,Do you find pleasure in my tortured screams?

My darkened cell is my own living nightmare.

Why do you continue to play this game? Why don’t you just kill me?

You’ve almost broken me all over again—but I’ve held firm. I’ve pushed through
the pain you’ve inflicted. And now I’m seeing a side of you I never knew could
exist. A side I connect with. A side I could grow to like.

Your touch on my skin . . . it ignites a fire within.

Only time will tell what will come of it.

With love,

Elenore.

 

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4.5 STARS
This series is killing me. Seriously, it is so intense. I get caught up in every book that I do not move until I read every page.
The story that began in Dear Captor continues in With Love. If you ever had doubts that a letter can not be meaningful or can change a life, you need to read these books. While not for the faint of heart, With Love is amazing.
The books need to be read in succession and the third book will be out shortly. I am dying to know how everything plays out!

 

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Author Bio
Liz is from
bright and sunny Queensland, Australia. She has always been a reader. When she
was little, she’d be up late reading Garfield
and Asterix comic books and also Footrot Flats. When Liz hit high school,
they gave her Tomorrow When the War Began
by John Marsden, and from there her love of books continued to grow.
Liz keeps a
notebook and pen beside her bed for when those late-night ideas pop into her
head, plus she’s a stationery addict and loves pens, notebooks, and, well,
anything stationery.
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TEN THOUSAND POINTS OF LIGHT by Michelle Warren Review!!! @givemebooksblog @MMichelleWarren

 

 

Title: Ten Thousand Points of Light
Author: Michelle Warren
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 18, 2017
Blurb
Five years
ago an unthinkable tragedy slashed Cait London’s life into two parts: before
she had amnesia and after. Determined to keep her past hidden and start
over, she moves to Chicago and plunges into a new job—all while keeping a
walled distance from everyone she meets.
It’s not
long before Cait reconsiders her solitary existence, and soon she’s stepping
beyond her boundaries and taking unthinkable chances, like crushing on her
impossibly sexy landlord, Evan Wade. He’s flirty, annoying, and with him living
in the same apartment building, she can’t stop thinking about him. If she can
sleep with him once, perhaps she can get him out of her system. The problem is,
Evan seems bulletproof to her advances. As the two develop a connection, it
becomes clear Cait may not succeed before her heart remembers what it feels
like to love.
Ten
Thousand Points of Light
is an immersive contemporary romance about the intensity of first
loves, the heartache of loss, and the power of forgiveness.

 

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Excerpt
In my bathroom, a man kneels on the floor inspecting a gigantic hole of exposed pipes with the roaming beam of a flashlight. I fold my arms and lean into the doorframe.
When I left to meet Aggie everything was functioning. My gaze examines the small room, picking out details: my expensive towels soak up a deluge of water pooling on the tiled floor, there’s a large pile of powdery, crumbled drywall, and then there’s the issue of ass crack—in my face. It is toned and tight, but still, it’s connected to my landlord, Evan Wade.
“Pipes burst, leaking a damn waterfall into 5A,” he says, not bothering to glance my direction.
“Did you have to use my good towels?” I purse my lips.
“I thought about using your sexy lingerie.” He eyes the laundry basket of delicates now sitting on top of the sink. “But the fancy towels seemed like a better option.”
Thanks, appreciate it.” I sidestep him, snatch the basket, and carry it to my bedroom, hiding it in my closet. If he had scrutinized it closer, which he probably did, he would have found an embarrassing amount of granny panties and more sports bras than a Lululemon.
“How long before it’s fixed?” How long before I can get rid of you?
“A week,” his muffled voice answers.
“What?” I race back only to find his sharky grin. Two vertical dimples slice beneath a permanent, mocha-colored five o’clock shadow. They punctuate his bronzy sun-kissed skin, making his caramel eyes gleam with amused delight. My gaze intensifies.
“Just kidding. And you forgot this one.” Evan tosses me a ball of fabric. I catch it and glance at it. My mouth drops open. A smiling kitten stares back from the crotch of a pair of panties. Pussy panties. My cheek temperature flickers between sweaty hot and icy cold.
“Meow.” He chuckles.
I shove Aggie’s gag gift into the pocket of my running pants. “Funny.” I deadpan to appear unaffected.
Still, Evan seems thrilled for tormenting me. It’s something he’s excelled at since the day we met. It may be I’m still tipsy from drinking, but at recalling his history of irritating jokes, I pause. I cock my head and stare at him in confusion when a doubtful revelation hits me. Is this what Aggie was talking about? Is Evan flirting with me? Has he been flirting all this time?
I shake my head. Impossible.
“It’s too late to get the parts I need. So tomorrow.” He wipes his dirty hands on one of my towels, leaving a dark streak. I bite the inside of my cheek to stop from scolding him.
“That’s not going to work. I have an appointment first thing in the morning and I need a shower.” I gesture to my sweaty T-shirt.
“No kidding, Cat, I can smell you from here.”
“It’s Cait, you ass.” I kick off my loose sneaker, tossing it with my toe in his direction. I aim to nail him in the head but he dodges away. The shoe ricochets off the wall, tumbling to the floor.
His grin widens. “I’m kidding, Miss London. You smell like roses, as always.”
“Seriously, what am I going to do?”
“Can’t you use Gusterson’s shower?” He quirks a surly lip because he already knows the answer—no. Mr. Gusterson lives across the hall, but I’ve never seen the man. I’m unsure anyone has.
For this comment, I kick my other shoe in his direction.
“Ow!” This one smacks his sizable bicep, protecting his handsome face. I suppress a triumphant smile.
Evan crouches and stands in one fluid motion of sinewy muscle. He meets my gaze, and then rakes a hand through his tousled chestnut-colored hair. “Fine. You don’t have to beg, Kitty Cat, you can use mine.” He puffs his chest and flashes his brilliant white grin.
Definitely flirting. Though I shouldn’t be surprised. How many times in the last year had I seen him at Mr. Moon’s Coffee House, sitting at a table and flirting with some girl? There were too many times and too many girls to count.
Evan takes his time sliding past, I think, purposely brushing the heat of his body near me. I pin myself against the wall, unwilling to allow our skin to touch. When will he grasp how annoying I find him?
“I’ll pass.” I latch my hands on my hips. This is me sending a clear message. I’m not flirting.
“Suit yourself.” Unswayed, he lumbers for the door.
“What about these tools?” I gesture to his mess.
“I’ll be back tomorrow.” He turns, arms wide, palms skyward and strolls backward with a confident teeter. He’s hitting me with his smile again and those damn dimples, like they’ll make this situation better.
My teeth clench. If I had something else to throw at him I would. When he disappears, I remove my cell from my pocket and text Aggie. Before I do, I glance at my front door, which he left wide open. His footfalls descend the stairs to his apartment on the first floor.
colleen
4.5 STARS
Whoa, Ten Thousand Points of Light knocked my socks off! Twists and turns that I did not expect jumped out and grabbed me. I just do not even know how to describe how many emotions I felt while I was reading. I am keeping this short out of fear of giving any plot points away. Just take my word for it that you should read this book. What a story….
Author Bio
If Michelle Warren had a spirit animal, it would be a tiger
in a pink tutu, riding a Harley through a ring of fire. She lives in
Chicago, dreams of California but hails from Baltimore. She has a slight
obsession with travel, sunshine, Double Chocolate Milano cookies and writing
novels. She didn’t travel the road to writer immediately. She spent over a
decade as professional illustrator and designer. Her artistic creativity
combined with her love of science fiction, paranormal and fantasy led her to
write her first novel. 
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RUTHLESS KING by Meghan March Review!!! @Meghan_March @InkSlingerPR

 

 

 

Get ready for the darker and dirtier side of New Orleans with a brand new alpha romance from USA Today bestselling author Meghan March.

New Orleans belongs to me.
You don’t know my name, but I control everything you see—and all the things you don’t.
My reach knows no bounds, and my demands are always met.
I didn’t need to loan money to a failing family distillery, but it amuses me to have them in my debt.
To have her in my debt.
She doesn’t know she caught my attention.
She should’ve been more careful.
I’m going to own her. Consume her. Maybe even keep her.
It’s time to collect what I’m owed.
Keira Kilgore, you’re now the property of Lachlan Mount.

*Ruthless King is book one of the Mount Trilogy*

 

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4.5 STARS

So how is this my first book by Meghan March? Seriously, how have I never read her before? This is a travesty!!!! Ruthless King has certainly turned me on to her and I will commence reading EVERY single book she has written and will write from now on!

Can I just say how totally hot this book is? Holy alpha male wrapped up in a suit! Lachlan  Mount is pure male sexual prowess. I don’t agree at all how he handles himself with Keira’s “debt” but after reading the entirety of the book, I think I understand why. He is a true anti-hero that you just somehow have to lust.

I am still trying to figure Keira out. She seems so smart but she certainly makes some huge errors in judgment. I am going to reserve my opinions on her for after I read the subsequent books.

Speaking of which, yes, there are two more books and yes, Ruthless King ends with questions. The next books come in fairly quick succession though. I think this story is absolutely worth the wait and I can not wait to see how it plays out!!!

 

 

 

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Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.

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LIKE A BOSS by Liz Matis Review!!! @lizmatis @GiveMeBooksBlog

 

Title: Like a Boss
Series: Double Trouble Duet #1
Authors: Liz Matis
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: October 17, 2017
Blurb
War veteran Dawson Trudeau never expected his estranged
identical twin to walk into his bar in Alaska, let alone offer him twenty
million dollars to pose as the CEO of King Enterprises while he secretly heads
to rehab for thirty days. With dreams of starting a homeless shelter for
veterans and locating his retired service dog from Afghanistan, Dawson can’t
say no. Then he meets his brother’s sexy assistant and he hopes she can’t say
no—some overtime between the sheets. 
Lacey Brooks isn’t attracted to her metro-sexual boss, but
his rough and ready identical twin is just her type. When lust turns into love,
she fears she is betraying the CEO. If she can navigate the family feud to
ensure a spot-on impersonation by Dawson, she’ll finally be promoted to
VP.  
If they can pull off the masquerade, everyone wins. But once
the thirty days is over will victory matter if they don’t have each
other?    

 

 


 
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“Heat bloomed in her blood. “No cream or  sugar?” Are we still talking about coffee, Lacey?” “No. “Yes.” “Too bad.” There was no mistaking the disappointment in his voice.

Holy chemistry! And that’s just hours after they had met. I don’t know why Dawson King decided to impersonate his brother and take over his business for a month, but I’m sure glad he did. It’s definitely not all about the money, because Dawson is not like that. Dawson decides to fill in for his estranged brother and there has finds Lacey, Aaron’s executive assistant.  Dawson and Lacey have insta chemistry and they are both dominant personalities, so their power struggles are hot!!!

This is a super quick read but don’t get me wrong, that does not take away from the story at all. In fact, it has left me wanting for the next book in the duet. So does the cliffhanger! There are so many unanswered questions and twists in this book, I can’t wait for the next one to see how it all plays out!

 

Excerpt
Lacey Brooks schooled her features to hide her shock. The beast behind the bar couldn’t be Aaron’s twin brother.
Shaggy. Unkempt. Rough.
She’d been expecting her boss’ mirror image, not someone who crawled out of the Alaskan bush.
But as she drew closer she could see there was more than a resemblance underneath the beard and past-the-shoulder length mane.
Never trust a man with longer hair than you.
Never trust a man period.
Keeping his brother a secret from the world was one thing but how had Aaron managed to keep it from her?
She knew everything about the CEO of King Enterprises. Everything.
Lacey wasn’t just his assistant, she was his confidant, his therapist, his sometime tennis partner, and his friend. But if he kept this secret, what else was he hiding? Like the reason for the cloak and dagger maneuvers, which he’d dismissed as unimportant.
Was it a family feud? A scandal?
Or was Dawson dangerous? A criminal? He certainly looked like it. His icy blue gaze roamed her body as if he owned it, reminding her of Aaron right before he was about to close a deal—a predator. Not a like shark, for they attack on instinct. This was more like a wolf, toying with his prey before sinking his teeth into the neck of its dinner.
“Lacey, I’d like you to meet my long lost brother, Dawson.”
“I look forward to working with you, darling.”
Darling? Ugh.

That twangy accent? Double ugh.

The physical makeover would be the easy part. Taming the he-man into a sophisticated owner of a billion dollar corporation in a day would be impossible.

 

Author Bio
Liz Matis is a mild-mannered accountant by day and writer of fun, flirty, fiery romances by night.

Playing For Keeps, from her popular fantasy football romances, hit the #12 spot on the Barnes and Noble Nook Bestseller List and #26 on Amazon’s Kindle Bestseller. She has appeared on Amazon’s Movers and Shakers list. Playing For Keeps (winner of the NECRWA First Kiss Contest), Going For It, and The Quarterback Sneak all hit the #1 spot in Sports Fiction on Amazon.

In her spare time she enjoys reading, watching sports, and attending kickboxing classes. She’s been married for 31 years and believes in happily ever after.

Fun Fact: Liz read her first romance at the age of fifteen and soon after wrote her first romances starring her friends and their latest crush!

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IN PIECES by Danielle Pearl Review!!! #ReadForever

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IN PIECES by Danielle Pearl

(October 10, 2017; Forever Trade Paperback; $14.99; Something More Series Book 2)

 

Three years ago she was left in pieces…

 

Most college freshmen love the newfound freedom of living on campus, but none of them craves it like Beth Caplan.  One ill-fated night when she was fifteen left her locked in a posh prison of private tutors.  It’s for the best, everyone said, and maybe it was.  But after years of hard work and healing, the one person who never thought of her as broken could be the one to break her all over again.  And Beth can’t seem to stay away now any more than she could all those years ago.

 

As soon as David March learned his best friend’s little sister was enrolling at his school, he promised to look after her, and promised himself he’d keep a safe distance.  But the sweet little girl he’d grown up with has transformed into a gorgeous young woman, and she’s attracting attention from people she shouldn’t—like the ex who nearly destroyed her and a strange new student with a disturbing habit of showing up wherever Beth goes.  But for David, the most troubling discovery is realizing that he doesn’t just want Beth to be safe.  He wants her to be his.

 

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4.5 STARS

I am not a person that actively seeks out college romances. In fact, I usually avoid them. Something about the synopsis of In Pieces really spoke to me so I took a chance on reading it. I have to tell you, if you are like me, just do yourself a favor and pick up this book. I was mesmerized by Danielle Pearl’s story and the characters that she created. David and Beth are remarkable, both separately and together. I honestly could not get enough of their story and was sad when it ended. I would love to have more from them.

While there was times of immaturity in all of the characters, I found Beth and David to really discover who they are as adults while reading. I also had to remember while reading that they were still in college and don’t always act the way I would want them to. Hormones are raging, being their own person is new, so they may act stupidly at times but their mistakes make them grow. As long as you keep this in your head while reading, I think you will completely fall for these characters like I did.

This was my first book from Danielle Pearl but will not be my last. I am very interested to meet other characters that she has created.

About the Author

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Danielle Pearl is the bestselling author of the Something More series.  She lives in New Jersey with her three delicious children and ever-supportive husband, who—luckily—doesn’t mind sharing her with an array of fictional men.  She did a brief stint at Boston University and worked in marketing before publishing her debut novel, Normal.  She writes mature Young Adult and New Adult contemporary romance.  Danielle enjoys coffee, wine, and cupcakes, and not in moderation.

 

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A stand alone psychological thriller.
** NOT A ROMANCE **

 



HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL?

In the middle of a fierce snowstorm in Gun Creek, Nevada, seventeen-year-old Jennifer Thomas disappears without a trace.

The second girl in nine years.

Identical cases. Identical conditions. Only last time, the girl was found. Dead, stuffed in a well beside the creek that feeds the town’s water supply.

The killer was never found.

As the small town mobilizes and searches for newly vanished Jennifer Thomas, one suspect comes to the fore. But did he do it? Or is there something else at play? Something nobody could have anticipated?

For Jennifer’s friend Cassie Carlino, the worst is yet to come. As she pins MISSING posters to store windows and joins the search, she begins to suspect that Jennifer’s disappearance might be much closer to her than she could have ever imagined.


 

Leo

I visit Jennifer every evening at the diner; she seems to like the attention, and I could use the distraction. I make sure to turn up just before her shift ends, and she gives me a ride home every night. The first night she came over we ended up talking for hours. My mouth hurt by the end, every sense on high alert. I was a gentleman. I didn’t lay a hand on her again, not after she started to talk. She’s in trouble. A lot of trouble. I think it eased her mind to be able to confess to somebody who pretty much wrote the book on trouble in this town.
I mean, there’s not a thing I can do to help the girl. Not unless she tells me who got her into this mess in the first place. “That’s the problem with men,” she said to me when I urged her to give me the name of the guy blackmailing her. “They always jump straight to problem-solving. Men always want to fix everybody.”
“You don’t want to be fixed?” I’d asked her.
“I can fix myself,” she’d replied. “I just need somebody to understand.”
I don’t understand. Her predicament is something I’ve never experienced. But I can listen. I listen to her talk as she drives me home in her shiny new car every night, and it makes me feel less of a fuck-up. I mean, she hasn’t killed anyone. But she’s planning to. And that’s why we’ve found each other. I am a killer and she is ready to spill blood. She is a welcome distraction from my sins, and I am a makeshift altar for her to lay her own sins upon. Because when I’m with Jennifer, I don’t think about Cassie Carlino. I don’t think of Karen Brainard. And, most especially, I don’t think of Teresa King and the way she burned beside me in that car.
* * *
The night Jennifer Thomas disappears is like all the rest. I go to the diner. Order nachos and a Coke. I’m surprised Jennifer is working. It’s Thanksgiving, and the place is deserted. Even Amanda is nowhere to be seen.
“Working on Thanksgiving?” I ask Jennifer, as she slides my food in front of me. She shrugs, that glitter lipgloss catching the light as she moves. “It’s just another day, isn’t it?”
I nod.
“Besides,” she says, “It pisses my dad off. I asked for this shift.”
At ten, I help her to turn out all the lights. I wait beside her as she locks the front doors of the diner, feeling vaguely worried about the fact that somebody left a sixteen year old cheerleader alone to lock up this late at night. I note the lack of video surveillance, the remote location, the fact that everyone is tucked safely inside their houses while Jennifer is alone with a convicted criminal in the dead of night.
Jennifer offers me a ride home, which I accept. Except, instead of driving me straight home like she has done for the past six nights in a row, Jennifer pulls her Range Rover off the road into an uncleared section of pine trees that tower over us. The track is narrow and winding and she doesn’t answer me when I ask her where she’s taking us.
She stops in a small clearing and cuts the lights. The engine is still running. Bits of snow fall outside, slow and bloated in their trajectory toward the ground. Jennifer’s hands are small as they grip the steering wheel; her eyes lit up by the red illumination of the dashboard, making her look almost demonic.
“What are we doing here?” I ask her again.
“I don’t want to go home,” she says staring straight ahead.
“Fair enough,” I reply. I watch her as she struggles to find words. She squirms in her heated leather seat, her nails shiny and perfect, her shoulders sagging under the weight of something I cannot see.
“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asks me in a tiny voice, and she sounds so mouse-like and weak that I almost laugh.
“Do I think you’re pretty?” I echo, feeling a smirk cut its way across my face. “Jennifer, you’re so pretty I could die just from looking at you.”
She rolls her eyes. “You think I’m stupid. You’re just here because you feel sorry for me, Leo.”
I shake my head. “I don’t think you’re stupid. And I’m not here because I feel sorry for you.”
She swallows thickly; I can see the pulse beat nervously in her throat. “Then why are you here?”
“Well, I guess I’m here right now because you just drove us off the road and into the woods.”
“You know what I mean.”
Do, I, though? I sigh. “Because you’re the only person in this town worth talking to who will even look at me.”
She bites her lip and I have the sudden, piercing urge inside my skull to wrap my hands around her throat and drag her onto my lap. That’s some messed up shit. She’s sixteen. Six. TEEN. I’m repeating the number in my head over and over, willing my dick to settle down. I can feel the throb of wanting her in my cock, in the thunderous rush of blood that makes my heart hit my ribcage like the firing of a gun, bang, bang, bang. My need eclipses my rationality. So what if she’s sixteen? She drove into this fucking clearing and licked her lips and asked me if I thought she was pretty.
“Why have you been back to the diner every single night, just as I’m about to get off shift?”
“Umm,” I try. “It’s the only decent place in town?”
She narrows her eyes at me and there’s a fire inside her pupils; it might be below freezing outside, but it’s a billion degrees in here. We’re already fogging up the windows with our breath, and I haven’t even laid a finger on her.
“Liar,” she says. “I want the real reason.”
You’re about to get the real reason, sweetheart. I grip the armrest. I grip it so hard my fingernails ache.
“I’m here because I’m a bad guy, Jennifer.”
“And?”
“Because you’re so pretty I can’t think about anybody else. Because I want to do things to you… that would probably frighten you. Things that might hurt you.”
Her cheeks are flush; her breathing quickens. I haven’t even touched her, and she’s already excited. Or scared. Or both. I want to reach between her thighs and see if it’s lust I’m reading on her face.
“What kinds of things?” she asks.
I cover my face with my hands.  
“What kinds of things?” she repeats, a hand on my shoulder. I let my hands fall into my lap and fix my stare on this girl who should be home with her family, not out here in the dark in the woods and snow with a criminal. I watch in awe as she slides her seat back and reaches her hands up underneath her skirt, tugging a pair of panties down her legs and unhooking them from her heels. She can’t look at me as she hands me a pair of baby blue silk panties with a bow on the front. I grip the underwear in my fist so tight I could tear it to shreds with a single pull, but I don’t rip it. I find the damp spot of arousal in the center of the material and bring it up to my face. I close my eyes. I breathe Jennifer in.
I shouldn’t be here. Not with her. Not like this. I will get out of the car, I decide. I will walk home. I will not touch this girl.
But then, “I promise I won’t tell anyone,” she whispers.
Fuck.
I grab her. I drown her shock out with my mouth. I squeeze her slender neck with my prison-rough palms. I keep my promise and I hurt Jennifer Thomas until I’m sated.
It’s only after when I’m looking at the blank expression on her face, the odd tilt of her neck, the bruises blossoming on her spread thighs, that I understand what I have done.
By then, it’s too late.
The night Jennifer Thomas disappears is like all the rest.
Apart from the way it ends.

 

 

Lili writes dark, delicious romance full of love, lust and revenge. Her USA Today Bestselling Gypsy Brothers series focuses on a morally bankrupt biker gang and the young woman who seeks her vengeance upon them. The Cartel series is a trilogy that explores the beginnings of the club, published through HarperCollins.

Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, excellent coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Instagram.

She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.
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