Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Trigger


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TRIGGER: A Circle of Justice Novel

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A killer . . . that’s what I am.

It’s what I do. 
It’s what I live for. 
I’m no longer the Preston Hale everyone knew. I left that life and the people in it a long time ago the second I made my first kill. I wasn’t going to give in, but when I heard the screams there was no going back. 
It triggered the pain, the need. 
I knew what I had to do, and I did it well. But I never expected for Emma Turner – the only link to my past – to come back into my life. 
She triggers a different emotion inside me, something I hadn’t ever felt. 
It’s not a want to kill . . . but a need to CLAIM.





My Review:
5 STARS!!!
Just finished popping my L.P. Dover cherry with Trigger. What a great pop it was. This book was one heck of a roller coaster. Up, Down, Sideways then loop de loop, then toss in the twist and turns and you've got a great book that left me tapping my screen quickly to turn the pages. 

Preston Hale, typical college student who plays in a band. Heading to meet up with his college crush who also happens to be in his band, he comes across a scene that changes his life forever. Dropping everything after this night, he like vanishes.... 
Emma Turner, college student playing in a band. One night her 'crush' just seems to disappear. Causing the band to break up and her to go on with her life. 

Now years later, Emma working as a PA for the wealthiest man in town can not believe her eyes when she sees none other than Preston Hale walk in to have dinner with her boss and his son. What in the world? He's changed though...He doesn't recognize her...how, how is that possible!!! 

Will the past come back to haunt Preston or will the past come back to help Emma? 
L.P. Dover did a fantastic job with building up this story and leaving us trying to figure out who the mysterious man is.

{ New Release}♞ THE KNIGHT BY Skye Warren♞




Title: The Knight
Series: Endgame #2
Author: Skye Warren
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 31, 2017



Blurb

The power of pleasure…

Gabriel Miller took everything from me. My family. My innocence. My home. The only thing I have left is the determination to get back what’s mine.

He thinks he’s beaten me. He thinks he’s won. What he doesn’t realize is that every pawn has the chance to become a queen.

And the game has only just begun.


THE KNIGHT is book two in the Endgame series from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love.







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Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of contemporary romance such as the Chicago Underground series. Her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, two sweet dogs, and one evil cat. 



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{New Release}VIKING by Jenika Snow





























She’ll be his greatest conquest.


INGRID

I should have been afraid of him, the brutal man with the violence covering him and blood on his face. But he’d saved me from a fate worse than death. He was a Viking, a man who took what he wanted because he could, because no one dared to cross him, to go against him.

And he claimed me.

I was his now, and I didn’t want to fight that.


GUNNAR

From the moment I saw Ingrid I knew I wanted her as mine, as my wife, the future mother of my children. I’ll go to any lengths to keep her by my side, to make her see I’m not letting her go. I may give her the option to leave, to find her own way, but the truth is I would follow her to the ends of the earth to keep her close.

I’m a Viking, a savage, dangerous and violent. I don’t give up when I see something I want. I’ve been searching for Ingrid my whole life; I just didn’t realize it until I looked into her blue eyes.

She will be mine. No matter what.


Warning: Hope you like your men filthy, brutal, and willing to slay for the woman he’s claimed, because in this story you’re getting it all and then some. It’s dirty, totally unbelievable, and probably holds no real historical facts, but it’s fun and hot and hits the right spot. It is what it is, so hang on and enjoy the ride.







The sound of a battle cry wrenched through the air. The men around me took a fighting stance. I searched the village, seeing nothing but flames and smoke. The shadows crept around where the flames didn’t lick.

A grunt.

A cry of pain.

The scent of blood in the air.

The feeling of my enemies life force covering me.

It all hit me suddenly, and I fell forward, bracing my hands in the dirt, my breathing labored. I could hear fighting all around me, and I expected any second that final blow that would end my life.

But it never came. And when the silence stretched on, I lifted my head and looked around. The Vikings who’d destroyed my village were around me, their bodies bloody and broken. My heart thundered, and my throat was dry. I couldn’t breathe. It wasn’t just the thick smoke that surrounded me like a cloak, but my fear of what was out there. Of who had killed my enemy.

And then I heard heavy footsteps coming closer, but the fire raged on, making it impossible to see anything. I tried to stand, but my legs didn’t want to work. I heard my heart thundering in my ears, felt the pulse at the base of my neck.

The man who came into view was not a savior, a hero that had saved the day. He might have killed the men who’d hurt me, but he was still a Viking. His short dark hair, the leather, fur, and blood from his enemies that he wore making it known he’d seen violence…he’d delivered it himself. But although he was the same as the ones who’d terrorized my village, he’d also killed them, stopped them before they could take from me what wasn’t freely offered.

And then I saw several more men step up behind him. It was clear they were with him, part of his clan, as their shields showed the same coloring, the same crest. Their focus was intense, their attention trained right on me. They conversed with each other in a dialect I wasn’t familiar with. When the Viking in front of me started speaking, this time to me, I could only shake my head. I didn’t know if they meant me harm, or if they were worse than the ones they’d killed.

“Please, I don’t understand. I don’t know what’s happening.” I lifted my dirt and blood covered hands, knowing they were shaking. These Vikings probably didn’t understand me either.

“You’re afraid of us.” The one I’d seen first spoke to me, his words clear and his accent thick. He knew my language.

“Yes,” I whispered. There wasn’t any point in lying. He could see how clear my fear was. It was written along my body, in telltale signs.

“You have nothing to fear from us.” He held his hand out to me, and although maybe I still should have been afraid, should have tried to outrun them, to escape, the truth was I did feel safe. I didn’t know if they were telling me the truth, but they’d killed the men who had destroyed my home, who had been about to do unspeakable things to me. They could have harmed me ten times over by now, but they didn’t, they hadn’t.

So I lifted my shaking hand and slipped it into his bigger one, his palm covered in blood, his strength clear.

He helped me to stand, and I had to crane my neck back to stare into his face. He was huge, his body wide, muscular. I could see his eyes, a bright blue that didn’t look soft. I could see the violence and danger reflected in them, staring right into my very being. I was aware of the destruction around us, of the bodies littering our feet. I could even feel the other two men watching us.

I knew I should say something, anything, but I was lost in this hazy feeling of confusion, slight fear and…warmth.

And then he leaned down slightly so we were eye to eye. He lifted his hand, cupped my cheek, and said in a voice so deep, so masculine I couldn’t help but shiver, “You’re mine, female.”

I didn’t know what my fate was, but at this point I had nothing else to lose.   














Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.



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{Book Review}⚽ DEFY⚽ by LJ.Shen


DEFY
LJ.SHEN
releases : Feb 3RD

AUTHOR'S NOTE: DEFY WILL BE RE-RELEASED ON FEB 3RD

Defy is a smutty, insta-love, insta-lust short novella. Defy is a prequel to Vicious (Sinners of Saint #1). It is recommended, but unnecessary, to read Defy before reading Vicious.

My name is Melody Greene, and I have a confession to make.
I slept with my student, a senior in high school.
Multiple times.
I had multiple orgasms.
In multiple positions.
I slept with my student and I enjoyed it.
I slept with my student and I’d do it all over again if I could turn back time.
My name is Melody Greene, and I got kicked out of my position as a teacher and did my walk of shame a la Cersei Lannister from the principal’s office, minutes after said principal threatened to call the cops on me.
My name is Melody Greene, and I did something bad because it made me feel good.
Here is why it was totally worth it


DEFY : A secret club of sorts, where Alphas rule- aka the HotHoles , Four Horses of THE Apocalypse. 
Barrrrron Vicious Spencer is the Leader of them all, Jamie Follow hill is the quietest and , for me , the sweetest.

Out of the four of them, he was the quietest. The one with the working moral compass. If Vicious was the evil one, and Dean was the stoner one, and Trent was the lost, beautiful soul searching for its mate, Jaime was the cement that glued them together. He was the guy you could always count on.

He obsesses over his English Literary, inept teacher , Melody Greene. Melody is a a 26 year old trying to escape her shattered dreams and is stuck in a Rut. 
They're attracted to each other because they're completely opposite. 
She's older, he's younger
She's the teacher, he's the student.
She's scrapping by, he's a rich, privileged asshole
Yet they aren't opposites, that's just their different environments.
Inside their souls are the same 

We both had suffered destiny’s wounds.We were both defective, chipped, and programmed to fight back. Sculpted by our fate. Scarred by who we were. I was a dancer trapped in a teacher’s life. He was a free man imprisoned in his parents’ ridiculous demands and great expectations.

It's a hot sexy, Forbidden, Tabboo read. But the writing is S.U.P.E.R.B. !!
It's funny, witty, sarcastic, steamy, sizzling hot. 
The teacher /student aspect gives a lot of space for Humour and Leigh very very adroit lyrics fills them with her clever one liners and humorous descriptions 

Holy shit, it was beautiful. Not nine inches like the cheerleaders were whispering about in class (they sucked at geometry , that should’ve been my first clue) but almost— it was just picture-perfect. Postcards-and-stamps worthy. He had the sleekest, smoothest shaft, a prominent head, and a thick velvety vein. And a tilt. To the right.
I had my student’s one-eyed snake staring right back at me in the middle of my tiny empty apartment.

Read this book to truly see how a student/teacher romance is supposed to be written.
Fantastic!

Monday, January 30, 2017

{Book Review} BET ME: Lila Monroe


Title: Bet Me

Author: Lila Monroe

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: January 27, 2017



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What happens when your sex strike goes viral -- and suddenly every man in town has their eye on your prize? 



All I wanted was little old-fashioned romance. After a parade of Tinder disasters who think chivalry is giving me a pearl necklace on the first date, I made a pledge: until guys step up their game, this girl is off the market.



But one bottle of chardonnay later, and my drunken rant has gone viral. I’m the most famous person NOT having sex since the Jonas Brothers put on their purity rings. A men’s magazine has even put a bounty on my (ahem) maidenhead: fifty Gs to whoever makes me break the drought. 



Be careful what you wish for...



Now my office looks like an explosion in a Hallmark factory, I’ve got guys lining up to sweep me off my feet - and the one man I want is most definitely off-limits. Jake Weston is a player through and through. He’s also the only one who sees through the mayhem to the real me, but how can I trust he’s not just out to claim the glory? 



And how will I make it through the strike without scratching the itch - especially when that itch looks so damn good out of his suit? 



The thrill of the chaste has never been so sexy in Lila Monroe’s hilarious, hot new romantic read!





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We've all been there - boring dates, disaster dates , awkward dates, horrible dates, escape worthy dates. Lizzie Evans is sick and tired of all of them . 
“I mean, we order up dates now the way we order in Chinese food, for fuck’s sake! At least with a vibrator, you know exactly what you’re getting, Sure, they won’t cuddle, but they don’t use your chest for target practice, either.”
So what does she do , one night after a disastrous date and drunk out of her mind, she posts a video , of her drunken dates travails. Now instead of going to her sister's , it mistakenly goes live on YouTube. She becomes famous or Infamous , if you please , and then the situation just snowballs . And more women get inspired and join in.


 ALL IT TAKES IS a couple of weeks —and one viral video— and my life is suddenly way out of control. 
The problem begins when Women join in .....and MEN TOO! 
It becomes a leverage manipulative tool to get what they want. So now Lizzie becomes obligated to continue and be an icon for Women power!! Rah! Rah! 
He says there’s no reason the strike should be just for women, and that men get taken for granted all the time, too. So now he says he won’t fuck me until I shape up.
Why don’t you cut off her credit cards until she ponies it up? That should teach her a lesson. No pussy, no Gucci.”
And then there's the biggest Distraction of them all -Jake Weston . He's a Walking-Talking sex on a stick , in her periphery , just like a ripe apple in the Garden Of Eden . Tempting her and luring her in .
But they HATE each other. Like choke each other ,ready to strangle, hate . 


There's a thin line between love and hate ,Usually, it’s a barbed wire border,

Situations develop, things happen, a bounty is out on her strike ender and she gets inundated with Hallmark style wooing and courtship. 
It's a hilarious story, written very well and I had lots of fun reading this book. My first by Lila, I couldn't put it down.
It got very predictable and cheesy at times, but then RomComs are not my Forte. Please read this fun, light, sexy read and laugh aloud :)

{Cover Reveal & Giveaway } SON OF A BEARD : Lani Lynn Vale





Title: Son of a Beard
Series: The Dixie Wardens Rejects MC #3
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: April 27, 2017 
Photographer: Golden at FuriousFotog 
Cover Model: Tank Joey







  





Truth Alan Reacher was a biker. He was a bladesmith. What he was not, was a fool. The moment he walked in on his girl screwing his cousin on his bike, he does the only thing he can do. He ditches the bike seat—and the girl—riding right out of her life without a backwards glance. That is until he’s forced to attend the marriage of his cousin to his cheating ex-girlfriend. The only bright spot of the entire thing was watching some chick go off on the groom—the groom’s ex-fiancé—right in the middle of the bouquet toss. *** Verity Ruthann Cassidy was supposed to be here today attending this wedding as the bride, not watching the festivities as a guest from the chairs she’d painstakingly purchased covers for while her fiancé—now her ex-fiancé—screwed around on her with another woman. The icing on the wedding cake that she refuses to eat? She’s forced to attend the wedding due to her mother being the wedding planner. However, the night doesn’t turn out quite the way she expects it due to the hot-as-hell biker sitting in the chair directly beside her. The man gave one hell of a speech during the reception that sounded like something that could have come straight out of her own mouth, and she enjoyed every single second of it. *** Thrown together under similarly lousy circumstances, the two newly single jilted former lovers of the happy couple decide to go to Vegas on what was to be Verity’s honeymoon trip. One thing leads to another, and the next thing they know, their night has gone from a celebration of being single to a marriage—to each other. Verity and Truth now have to figure out if everything that happens in Vegas should stay in Vegas.








I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.