Friday, April 20, 2018

Book Review + Excerpt: CHASER by Kylie Scott

 
   

Chaser (1)Given his well-earned bad boy reputation, Eric is having a tough time scoring.. When single Jean moves to town, she seems heaven sent by the sex gods. Only problem is, she not only wants nothing to do with him, but it turns out that she's pregnant. Starting over in a small town, Jean is determined to turn her wild lifestyle around and be the kind of mother she always wished she'd had. Since local bar owner and all round hottie, Eric Collins, is now determined to steer clear of her pregnant self, it should be easy. When she goes into labour during a snow storm and her car slides on some ice, it's Eric who comes to the rescue. There seems to be a bond between them now, but is it enough? And can Eric give up his manwhore ways to be the man Jean needs?    

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I'd been tricked. Betrayed. After Andre and Jean ate their lunch, we headed outside to deal with her stuff. The cold wind suited my mood to perfection. Talk about disappointed. "Don't lift that, it looks heavy," I snapped. Jean blinked. "It's a pillow." "The world's largest pillow ever. You can't be too careful." My gaze roamed over her swollen middle. "You're . . ." "Pregnant?" she asked with a voice dripping poison and sugar. "Are you having trouble with the concept?" "Absolutely not. I was just going to say huge, that's all." She blew out an exasperated breath. "Thanks, Eric. That makes me feel so much better." "I just . . ." "Don't bother." The woman turned back to her sensible, medium-sized SUV and got busy riffling through the contents. I was surprised she'd been able to squeeze into the driver's seat. Boxes and stuff took up almost every inch inside the vehicle. Each and every box seemed to have been neatly labeled with the contents. The woman took her organization seriously. She looked over her shoulder. "You know, I can't help noticing that Eric-the-smooth-moving-flirt has been suddenly replaced by Eric-the-awkward-jerk." "Well, you said you were single." I folded my arms defensively across my chest. "I am." And then there was an awkward silence. "Yeah, but . . . I mean, in your condition . . ." I fumbled to a halt. She turned, face all scrunched up. Like I was the one with the problem. "Just hop out of the way so I can grab some boxes," I said, voice gruff. Still nothing from her. "It's a second-story walk-up and you have a lot of stuff to get up there. You should be taking it easy." Hands on hips, I tapped my black leather boot against the sidewalk, waiting her out. "Jean, I'm not trying to insult you. It's the truth." She swore quietly, going back to fussing with the contents in the vehicle. I don't think any woman has ever given me the silent treatment quite this quickly. Usually I'm good for at least a couple of hours after seeing them naked. Man, I still couldn't believe this was happening. God hated me or something. Pregnant women and me were enema. Anathema. Whatever. Now that I'd seen her out in the autumn light, however, she looked younger than I'd first guessed. Despite her tired eyes, her skin was smooth, soft looking. She was likely closer to her early twenties than mid. "How old are you?" I asked. "Why do you care?" I shrugged one shoulder. "Just curious." "How old are you?" "Nearly thirty." She sniffed. "I'm twenty-two." Young, like I'd thought. She was probably too immature for me, anyway. "Come on, Jean. Let me get some of the boxes." Boyd ambled out of the Dive Bar, turning his head this way and that, looking up and down the street. I raised my hand and he started over in our direction. The big cook would make short work out of moving all this stuff. Behind us, Andre and Nell came out of the tenants' entrance to the Bird Building. The place was a big brick building about a hundred years old. Just past the door was an entryway with stairs leading up to the second floor, followed by two empty shops, their windows covered in flyers about local events. Concerts and parades and shit. They'd been vacant for a while, unfortunately. Andre's Guitar Den came next, then Pat's tattoo parlor Inkaho, and the Dive Bar on the corner. "Everything's good to go. Alex and I gave it a cleaning last week just to be sure," said Nell, smacking a kiss on Jean's cheek. "You'll meet Alex later. She's probably busy working or something now. She's sort of a shut-in." "You two didn't have to do that," said Jean. "Thank you." "Anytime." Andre leaned against the SUV. "Your furniture got delivered yesterday too, so it's all good to go." "Excellent," said Jean. "I can't wait to sleep in a decent bed again. Road trips when you're seven months' pregnant kind of suck." "I bet." "Who's minding the kitchen?" I asked. "Lydia will text Boyd if they need something," said Nell. "We're only going to be a few feet away from the place." I frowned. "I own the kitchen, Eric. Not you," she said. "You're in charge of the bar, that's all." One of Jean's eyebrows inched up slightly. So I might have implied that I was the sole owner. Shit happened. I crossed my arms. "Fine. No need to bite my head off." "My best online friend just moved to town. We've been texting and skyping for months. She's been an absolute rock for me through all the nerves of being pregnant again," said Nell. "Stop messing with my happy." And then there was an awkward silence. Great. If only there was some way to get out of helping without looking like a raging asshole. The possibility of anything happening between me and Jean had been buried six feet deep, never to be spoken of again.    


It's no secret that Kylie Scott is one of my all time favorites. Every time she puts out a new book, I know I am in for a good time. I've been loving these Dive Bar books ever since book one and it's still no different. 

Chaser follows the story of Eric and Jean. These two couldn't be more different. Eric is the manwhore of the group. While all his friends are settling down and having kids, he's dropping panties. But deep down, he knows this is something that he wants to. To have a wife, someone to love all the time, and possibly even kids. 

But when he see's Jean, he knows he wants her. She's beautiful and she's new meat to town. Looking for a fresh start. Something different that the life she's been living. Little does he know though that she's pregnant. And that's a big no after his past. Even though he tries to avoid her and her pregnant belly, it because extremely hard when she moves in across the hall from him. 

Eric is in for he ride of his life. Jean was the women he was never prepared for. She soon becomes his everything and Eric becomes hers. 

I fell hard for Eric and his goofy ways, pretty quick. Especially since I loved him in the previous books. I really liked Jean too. Her character gave Eric a run for his money. But I did find it hard to connect with some of Eric's friends in this one. Though I loved them in previous books. As a reader I wanted the best for Eric and I felt like some of his friends didn't. 

But that didn't take away my overall love for the characters and the story one bit. I'm still a die hard fan for these books. 



kyliescottimageKylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013 & 2014, by the Australian Romance Writer's Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. You can learn more about Kylie from http://www.kylie-scott.com/  


  

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Excerpt Reveal: LIE TO ME by Natasha Preston


We are so excited to be sharing an excerpt from #1 New York Times bestselling author Natasha Preston's LIE TO ME with you today. LIE TO ME, a new standalone contemporary romance, will be released on all platforms on April 23.


At nineteen, Savannah Dean escaped her family, leaving behind a note and the people who caused her so much pain. 
 Now, she lives on her own and keeps to herself. 
 At nineteen, Kent Lawson’s girlfriend betrayed him, leaving him behind with a broken heart and a whole lot of mistrust in women. 
 Now, he lives on his own and shares himself with nearly every pretty thing that walks by but only for one night. 
 When Savannah and Kent meet, they can’t stand each other. 
 Kent knows she’s hiding something, and he despises liars. 
And Savannah has nothing but secrets.

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Wednesday rolls around way too fast. I have a whole evening with Savannah. It’s been really nice these past four days that she’s been out of my life. Yet, the whole time, I’ve been craving the way we snip at each other.
I need help.
I cut my engine outside her building and look up. Apparently, she lives up on the first floor and faces out toward the road.
Is she looking at me right now?
Why I feel the need to get out and buzz her apartment, I don’t know, but somehow, I find myself getting out of the car and walking toward the building. I stop at the front door, realising that Heidi told me what floor Savannah is on but not the number. Or she might have told me, and I just didn’t listen.
This is a great start.
I’m about to call my sister when I see Savannah through the glass, walking down the stairs to ground level.
Fuck me.
Has she always looked like that?
She’s wearing a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a grey off-the-shoulder shirt, but she looks sexier than any other woman I’ve ever seen in a little dress.
Why don’t I like her again?
Her steely eyes, looking even more prominent with the colour of her top, warily eye me. Our last encounter wasn’t exactly pleasant.
She opens the door and smiles. “Hi, Kent.”
My back stiffens. “Savannah.”
“Are you sure you don’t mind taking me tonight? I can Uber.”
And there it is. This is why she fucking bothers me so much. I feel like telling her to call a fucking Uber then. She always sounds so unsure of herself, like every tiny thing a person does for her is some massive inconvenience. Why?
“It’s fine,” I spit.
She folds her arms, carefully because her fractured arm hasn’t healed. It does take away a little of the dramatic flair she was going for. “Do you need to take a nap before we go?”
“What?”
“You’re cranky.”
“You’re too polite.”
“Being polite is a bad thing?”
I flex my jaw. “Yes.”
“Fine. Get in the car, and take me.”
The intent behind her words is clear; however, I hear it completely different and laugh.
She rolls her eyes. “Don’t be a knobhead, Kent. Take me to your parents’ house, I mean.”
“Knobhead. I’ve not heard that one in a while.”
Savannah takes another long breath. “I really don’t know why I thought accepting a lift from you would be a good idea. In fact, I didn’t. I stillthink it’s a bad idea.”
“You always follow through with bad ideas?”
“Tonight, I am.”
Fuck yeah. I love this fighting side of her. It’s like, when I rile her up enough, the cover slips, revealing the real Savannah. I’m not sure if she’s hiding something the way Freya was.
“You should work on that. I don’t do anything I don’t want to.”
She tilts her head to the side, fire and determination in her eyes. “Oh, you wanted me to come tonight? And you wanted to be the one to pick me up?”
“You’re hot when you’re angry, Savannah.”
Actually, she’s hot all the time. It’s just, right now, she’s the whole package.
“You always use bullshit like that to deflect from someone calling you out?”
“You’re the first woman to call me out.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” she mutters.
“Do you want to argue on your doorstep all night or get to my parents’ for dinner? I’m cool with either, just checking to see which way you’re leaning.”
She drops her arms, one still bound tightly in a splint. “I’m hungry.”
“Excellent, let’s go then.”

 

UK native Natasha Preston grew up in small villages and towns. She discovered her love of writing when she stumbled across an amateur writing site and uploaded her first story and hasn’t looked back since. She enjoys writing contemporary romance, gritty Young Adult thrillers and, of course, the occasional serial killer.

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Book Review + Excerpt: NEEDING HIM by Kennedy Fox





Evan Bishop is your typical hotshot doctor. Hardass, brooding, and all business. Instead of working on the family ranch, Evan broke the mold and became an ER doctor. He's good with his hands-in more ways than one-smart as a whip and is the definition of God's gift to women. Being a gentleman is in his Southern roots, but that doesn't mean he isn't flawed. Exclusive dating has never been a top priority and his tragic past makes him stay at arm's length. Deciding to let loose for a wild night, he takes a page from the Bishop brother's relationship book and hooks up with a mysterious girl he'll never have to see again, which is perfect for this self-proclaimed bachelor. Emily Bell is a city girl through and through but is determined to get away from her family and past. All she wants is a fresh start and to make a name for herself in the medical field. No random hookups and no dating coworkers-that's her new motto after being burned time and again. When she agrees to attend a wedding as a plus-one, she's soon ditched and left to drink solo-but not for long. Mr. Suit is the ultimate temptation with his Southern charm, messy blond hair, and irresistible sex appeal. Everything about him screams bad news, but he makes her reconsider her rules just for one night. After all, some rules are made to be broken. They want the same thing-one night of passion then they'll go their separate ways. No cuddling afterward. No next day phone calls. No awkward goodbyes. Too bad the universe has other plans-one that'll be obvious when they report to work on Monday morning. *A contemporary romance with a little Southern drama. This is book 2 in the Bishop Brothers series. Each book features a different brother and can be read as a complete standalone. HEA guaranteed!* Not suitable for readers under 18 due to adult language and sexual content.    

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 I caved.   Fuck me. I caved, and now he thinks he's in control and God's gift to the world.   Fucking great.   I won't let him manipulate me with sex. He must not be that smart if he thinks that's actually going to work. I said those things in the heat of the moment and because I really needed to fucking come, but that doesn't mean I meant it. Hell, I would've told him the sky was purple if that meant he'd give me what I needed.   Regardless, that was really damn hot. The way I yelled at him, and he yelled back, and then we just attacked each other. Every moment of our first night together has replayed in my head since it happened, but now… angry Evan is the one who will haunt me in my dreams. Angry Evan is hot and demanding and knows just how to tease the fuck out of me. I almost hate him for it. Except I could never hate a man who knows how to worship my body like he does.   But God, does he really have to be such a controlling asshole?   I scoop my scrubs and shoes off the floor and adjust my just-fucked hair. Once my top is on, I search for my panties. When I don't find them on the floor, I shake out my scrub bottoms, but they aren't there either. What the fuck?   Panic starts to surface at the realization that I lost my damn panties. Shit, shit, shit.   My pager beeps, and it's painfully obvious I'm going to have to put my pants on without them. Quickly, I finish getting dressed and push my shoes on before grabbing my lab coat and the soiled shirt and flying out the door.   I throw Evan's shirt in the trash before anyone can see me and ask questions.   Rushing to the nurses' station for an update, I look around but don't see any commotion or people scrambling like normal. "What's going on? You paged me?" I ask, trying to catch my breath.   Fiona looks at me like I've gone crazy. She swallows and lowers her eyes before bringing them back up to look at me. She witnessed the heated argument back in the trauma room, and now she looks uncomfortable as hell. "Dr. Bishop asked me to page you. He wanted me to tell you that your break is over and to get back to work." I can tell she's uneasy delivering the news, but that doesn't stop the anger from brewing inside me.   The vein in my forehead is about to burst, but I remind myself to play it cool. For all they knew, Evan sent me on the break to calm down, and now I'm the one looking like a slacker.   "Okay. Thanks." I pinch my lips together to prevent any further words from spewing out of me. No one can know that Evan and I are…whatever the hell we are. Considering I came to this hospital to make a name for myself all on my own, the last thing I need is people thinking I sleep my way to the top.   Crap.   "Dr. Bell," Evan barks from the other side of the room. He's holding a pile of charts in his hands that are no doubt from the huge fire incident that just unfolded.   Taking a deep breath, I put my lab coat on and dig my stethoscope from the pocket and wrap it around my neck. We have to act impartially to each other publicly, but hell, I didn't realize how hard it'd be now that we're together.   "Yes, Dr. Bishop?"   He doesn't even look up at me when I approach him, and I hate that it irritates me.   "I need you on beds seven through fifteen until the next shift rotation, then finish these charts before you leave." His head tilts up, his lips in a firm line as he piles the stack in my arms. "I also need an update on the Brauer kids once an hour."   Swallowing, I adjust the charts in my arms to prevent them from falling. I won't let my pride get in the way of doing my job, and if charts are what I need to do right now, then I won't make a scene. At least not in front of everyone. However, once we're alone, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind for treating me like a damn intern again.   "Absolutely. Anything else, sir?" My tone is laced with fake sweetness, and he doesn't flinch a beat at it.   "Yes, actually." He takes a step forward and dips his head until his mouth hovers over my ear. "Make sure those charts are done correctly before you leave. I'll be looking through them extensively."   "Of course." I grind my teeth, wishing I could give him a piece of my mind right now.   "And since I know you're going commando, I won't ask you to perform any oral procedures." He winks before walking away, making my blood boil.   That asshole stole my panties!   


"She doesn't need to know who I am or that this is my family's dance. For tonight, I'm just a guy, and she's just a girl." 

Kennedy Fox...where to I even start with how amazing they are. They are one of my favorite duo's ever and their words steal my heart. Each book always becomes a favorite of mine and I wind up shoving the book in people's faces because I want everyone to read. And this sexy series is no different. 

Needing Him follows the story of Evan and Emily. Evan Bishop is a doctor. A hot, drop your panties doctor. He's perfect and everyone wants him. Though he didn't go the same route as his brothers and become a cowboy, he's happy with his life. Evan doesn't need relationships. He's good. 

"Emily Bell is going to ruin me and everything I've tried so hard to avoid. She just so easily came barreling into my life, and now she's inescapable. She's at my work, outside of work, and in my fantasies - the woman is dangerous." 

Emily Bell may be new to town but she quickly finds her place at the hospital. She's the new doctor in town. Emily has worked hard to get to where she is today, even though people don't always believe her when they know who her father is. She's never let that stop her from pushing harder and getting what she wants. 

Being new to town, she decides to go out with a friend and let loose for one night. But little does she know...that that one wild night would bite her in the ass on her first day at work. 

"I need his kisses, his touch searing my skin, his heart beating rapidly against mine. I need him in ways I've never needed or wanted him nor anyone before." 

Evan absolutely stole my heart in this book and so did Emily. I really enjoyed her character just as much as his. These two are in for a wild ride. You will love their banter. They had me laughing till I snorted and my face hurt from smiling. I connected with these characters and I look forward to reading more Bishop brothers in the future. Because after this one...you will be begging for more. 

"How do you make scrubs sound so damn sexy? "They're only sexy when they're in a pile on the floor." 




Brooke Cumberland & Lyra Parish 
are a duo of romance authors who teamed up to write under the USA Today Bestselling pseudonym, Kennedy Fox. They share a love of You've Got Mail and The Holiday. When they aren't bonding over romantic comedies, they like to brainstorm new book ideas. One day, they decided to collaborate and have some fun creating new characters that'll make your lady bits tingle and your heart melt. If you enjoy romance stories with sexy, tattooed alpha males and smart, independent women, then a Kennedy Fox book is for you! Keep up with all their social media platforms for updates & info! 

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Cover Reveal: ARROGANT DEVIL by R.S. Grey

Are you ready for ARROGANT DEVIL? We are so excited to reveal the cover of this next release from R.S. Grey! Check it out below!

 

Title: ARROGANT DEVIL

Author: R.S. Grey

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: May 10th

Everyone in Cedar Creek, Texas, knows Jack McNight is an arrogant devil. Physically, I get it: he’s tan and fit, with coal-black hair that’s clearly been scorched by hellfire. Oh, and his personality? It burns just as hot.
When I show up on the doorstep of Blue Stone Ranch, I’m run-down and rockin’ my last pair of underwear. I’m hoping for a savior, but instead, I find him.
My opinion of Jack is marred by a dismal first impression, but his opinion of me is tainted even before I arrive. He’s heard I’m a spoiled princess there to take advantage of his goodwill. To him, I’m more trouble than I’m worth.
Our button-pushing banter should get under my skin. His arrogance should be a major turn-off. Problem is, devils are known to offer their own form of temptation.
Every one of his steely glares sends a shiver down my spine.
Every steamy encounter leaves me reeling.
Sure, it could be the Texas heat messing with my head, but there’s no way I’ll survive the summer without silencing him with a kiss and wrestling him out of those Wranglers.
Who knows…going to bed with the devil might just be the salvation I’ve been looking for all along.

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R.S. Grey is the USA Today bestselling author of thirteen novels, including THE FOXE & THE HOUND. She lives in Texas with her husband and two dogs, and can be found reading, binge-watching reality TV, or practicing yoga! Visit her at rsgrey.com

Release Day: WISHING WELL by Lily White

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The perfect timing of a fairy tale is tied to its tragedy…

Journalist, Meadow Graham, is invited to interview death row inmate, Vincent Mercier. Given three days to hear his sordid confession, Meadow seeks to learn why a wealthy hotel owner killed four people, including her twin sister. 

  Sensually exotic and enigmatic, Vincent details his deception while bragging about the amusement he took in manipulating Meadow’s sister. 

  Their interview is a battle of wills. His story is a twisted web of coercion and lies. And the tragedy is too perfect to be real. 

  Will Meadow discover all of Vincent’s secrets while she fights to protect her own?

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  Lily White is a dark writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series (Her Master’s Courtesan and Her Master’s Teacher), Target This, Hard Roads, and Asylum. She’s co-authored Serial (a four part serial series). When she isn’t writing as Lily White you can find other books by her under M.S. Willis where she has penned the Control Series, the Estate Series, Because of Ellison (contemporary romance), and Standard Romance Story (Romance Comedy). Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes. In addition to writing, Lily is an avid reader, gummy bear slayer, and a gold medalist in puppy naps.

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