Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Book Blurb Blast for Order Up by Barbara Valentin (GIVEAWAY)


It’s a sweet and sexy war being waged between a woman falling for the cocky chef next door and a chef fighting his attraction after being bruised by love in the past.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Order Up by Barbara Valentin, then learn even more about this book by visiting the other sites hosting this tour.  In honor of this fun and flirty romance make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win a $25 bookstore GC too!

Nancy Braley is the Chicago Gazette's food editor with a taste for hot chefs and talent for replicating their "secret" recipes. But when she finally gets up the nerve to ask out a hot local café owner, Doug Johnston, she's crushed when he says she's not the "marriage material" he's looking for.
Doug is perplexed by his attraction to Nancy whose take-no-prisoners personality reminds him way too much of his cheating ex. To keep Nancy and his conflicted feelings at bay, he throws out the only excuse he can come up with—she's just not marriage material.
Not one to be deterred, Nancy becomes obsessed with figuring out what exactly that means—partly because she doesn't want to emulate her oft-married but divorce-settlement-wealthy mother, and partly because her attraction to Doug is driving her to distraction. So when a married and very pregnant colleague gets put on bed rest until her baby arrives, Nancy volunteers to feed her family, hoping to get a first-hand look at what marriage is all about. And when Doug's ex opens a new coffee shop nearby, stealing business from his café, it's Nancy who comes to his aid! Eager to call Doug's bluff, can she convince him she's the real deal?

EXCERPT:

Stress oozed from all six-foot-five inches of Doug. His thick shock of short hair went every which way, and his dark eyes bore into her.
"Nancy.”
The emboldened food editor stepped as closely as she could to the counter without hoisting herself on top of it.
The air sizzled with attraction. Either that or there was a short in the adjacent electrified display case.
She set the basket of strawberries she had brought firmly on the counter between them. "These are organic. A gift. For you.”
Nudging it toward him, she added, "From me. To thank you again for salvaging my meringue class.”
When he just stared at her, she pointed to the berry basket olive branch. "First batch of the season. Nice and juicy.”
His eyes stayed locked on hers for just a nanosecond before lowering to the berries. Rotating the basket as he examined them, Doug murmured, "Where did you get these? They look amazing.”
Then he looked back at her. Losing his usual gruff countenance, his eyes were now bright, and his shy smile held nothing but gratitude. Just like when he had sauntered into her meringue-making class, uninvited.
It's now or never.
Ignoring his question, Nancy sucked in a breath, hoping to gird her heart against any potential harm the weighty question she was about to ask might cause.
"Doug. My mother is getting married. In Vegas. In two weeks. And I was rather hoping you'd—"sucking in another breath, she eeked out"—be my date."


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AUTHOR INFO:

Author of the popular Assignment: Romance series, Barbara was named "Indie Star of 2015" by Publishers Weekly when her first book earned a coveted starred review. A member of Romance Writers of America, she looks forward to the days when her to-do list includes tasks such as “Attend premiere of movie based on my book” or "Accept Godiva's request to be a taste-tester” …much better than “Vacuum hallway” or “Pick up clothes from dry cleaners,” don’t you think?


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Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Book Tour for Marek by Sawyer Bennett (REVIEW)


A woman’s big secret is finally revealed when her first love returns on the day of her wedding to another man with readers witnessing all the emotional fallout.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Marek by Sawyer Bennett, along with my impressions of this angst read, then add this eleventh installment in the Cold Fury Hockey series to your bookshelf.

When the Carolina Cold Fury’s hottest young star gets blindsided by an ex with a scandalous secret, it’s game on.
Marek Fabritis is used to delivering blows, not receiving them. But when he gets tipped off by an anonymous email about his ex-girlfriend, the news leaves him ice cold—and it’s not because Gracen Moore is getting married to a total jerk. It’s the fact that Marek has a three-year-old daughter he never knew about. Now he’s going back home, not to play knight in shining armor but to make damn sure that no man takes what’s his. For the first time, there might be something more important than hockey.
Gracen Moore has always loved Marek. That’s why she let him go, so he could pursue a career in the NHL. And that’s why she never told him about Lilly. Only now does Gracen realize that she made an unforgivable mistake. But is that any reason for Marek to crash her wedding and make an epic scene? If the spark that still smolders between them is to be trusted, maybe. Still, Gracen’s not getting her hopes up. Because she knows better than anyone that appearances aren’t always what they seem...

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MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:

Through ten books I’ve found myself captivated by the men and women of the Cold Fury hockey series, gotten caught up in their HEAs, and finally feel like an honorary member of their sports family.  With this eleventh installment, while there’s still a sense of family, I found myself struggling with connecting to this tale full of anger and regret.  From the moment past lovers reunite there’s an unending battle being waged over mutual hurts that often interferes with their rekindling romance, frustrated me, and ultimately put a shadow on my overall enjoyment of this story.  Despite the emotional battle going on between them though I still found myself rooting for this couple who’ve kept themselves from HEA long enough.

Gracen and Marek were once young lovers who never thought anything could tear them apart.  The day he went off to gain fame, desiring to be unencumbered by anything, is the day her heart was crushed though which set her on a path of self-destructive choices.  Being a single mother she thankfully had her parent’s support, but her decision to not inform Marek of the pregnancy fuels his anger and her guilt and permeates the first half of this story as a big wall keeping them apart.  Gracen repeatedly beats herself up over her secret, allows Marek to be cruel, and it took a long time before she finally stood up for herself.  Sticking up for herself had her sometimes being cruel to Marek in a frustrating tug-of-war that disappointed me too.  Not only is her relationship with Marek complicated, but so too are her reasons for marrying her hometown banker.  Theirs is an engagement based on blackmail, a connection that turns dangerous and creepy, and which ultimately made no sense from the moment she agreed to wed.  By again keeping quiet she put herself and her family in danger.  The moment she opens up to Marek is the moment where a weight has been lifted off her.  When it comes to thoughts of the future though she refuses to put her heart completely on the line, worried that once again she’ll be left behind.  By keeping her heart hardened it’s like she’s purposely sabotaging their future which saddened me.  While it diminishes the heartwarming moments between them a bit, it in no way diminishes their erotically-charged encounters. It’s those encounters that ties them together and kept me glued to the pages. On a whole Gracen’s an admirable heroine doing the best she can.  She’s a devoted mother, selfless when it comes to family, but not always the best decision maker as she always just wants to handle everything on her own.  She isn’t my favorite heroine in this series, sometimes hurtful in her words and deeds, but I was definitely rooting for her after all the emotional adversity she caused herself.

Marek was drawn to Gracen the moment he saw her as a young teen and for five years they were inseparable.  The only thing more important than Gracen is hockey and his wanting to be a success had him making a regrettable decision to leave her behind to keep focused on the sport and his future.  Gracen’s life went on without him, having a daughter without him, and all of it fuels his anger and forces him into becoming an adult.  On the outside their years apart seemed to be full of fun and women, but in reality there were many moments he missed Gracen.  Being given the chance to start over is a miracle that doesn’t go smoothly though.  Seeing his daughter Lilly gives him a sense of pride while being with Gracen offers him endless temptations that requires him to finally put the past to rest.  It’s a rocky road of cringe-worthy words and deeds, heartfelt talks and scorching interludes full of heart and soul, that I give him credit for initiating.  Marek may have acted overbearing early on, acted like the injured party, but he was desperate to keep his newfound family close.  He ultimately stepped up to do the right thing and his matured actions and words had me cheering.  With a single grand gesture he proved to Gracen and Lilly how much they meant to him and it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen a hero do.  While he’s not the greatest hero at times, I still admire his never giving up and all the other imperfections that made him larger than life.

On a whole this was a story that kept me glued to the pages.  The main couple is flawed, having issues over communication and their dwelling over the past, but I still felt fully invested in their HEA.  Theirs is a journey full of angst, emotional intensity, hurtful words, but it’s ultimately a journey based on the love that started when they were teens.  Their romance was an intense one balanced with scorching interludes that made me blush at times but I also enjoyed those quiet moments seeing them as a family.  I don’t normally care for children in romances but Lilly was a delight.  She was a charmer who brought out a softer side to the usually self-assured Marek.  Around her he wore his heart on his sleeve and wanting to be a family pushed him to work with Gracen instead of being at war with her.  Alongside this combustible main couple was the steady support of Marek’s teammate Reed and his wife Josie.  Josie was a good friend and sounding board to Gracen while Reed didn’t allow Marek to wallow in his BS.  Reed called him out and forced him into manning up.  Reed forced Marek into putting childish hurts behind him to be an adult and the kind of father and man Lilly and Gracen needs.  The crux of this story was based on emotions and past hurts, so readers who don’t normally read sports romances won’t find too much time spent on the ice.  His teammates were there in support with an intriguing glimpse given of Holt and his obvious attraction to his interior designer that has me counting down the days until the next installment. By the turn of the final page I was left satisfied despite the sometimes frustrating actions of the main couple and I look forward to joining this unconventional family on and off the ice again soon.

My rating for this is a C+/B-

*I got this book from NetGalley for review in exchange for my honest opinion.

AUTHOR INFO:

Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released multiple books, many of which have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists.
A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.
Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active daughter, as well as full-time servant to her adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or even better, both.
Sawyer also writes general and women’s fiction under the pen name S. Bennett and sweet romance under the name Juliette Poe.

Monday, May 21, 2018

Book Spotlight on Mia’s Wedding by Lucy Felthouse

It’s a tale of forbidden love for a woman dealing with the loss of her father while dealing with matters of the heart as she’s torn between her upcoming nuptials and a trio of distractions.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Mia’s Wedding by Lucy Felthouse, with its erotically-charged encounters, then add this second installment in The Heiress’s Harem series to your bookshelf!

Planning a wedding is stressful enough, and that’s without a harem of gorgeous men to deal with.
Mia Harrington has had a difficult time of it lately—her father’s illness and subsequent death, then finding out she must get married if she is to inherit what’s rightfully hers. Fortunately, she’s tough and resourceful, and has emerged relatively unscathed from this period, as well as finding herself a suitable husband.
However, things are far from simple. Mia might be planning to marry investment banker Elias Pym, but she’s also having a relationship with his best friend, Doctor Alex Cartwright, and is in love with her gardener, Thomas Walker. Add to that broken dates, flashy proposals, a sexy Asian tech billionaire, and a nosey housekeeper, and you’ve got a situation hectic enough to drive even the most capable person to distraction. Can Mia juggle her men, her job, and the wedding arrangements, or is her happily ever after over before it has even begun?

EXCERPT:

Mia locked up and put the key in her bag, then took Elias’s arm. They walked down the steps and out into the chilly January night to the waiting black cab.
“I’m afraid,” Elias said, once they were settled into the back of the car, “Alex isn’t coming.”
“What do you mean, he’s not coming?” she squeaked.
Elias looked apologetic, but gave a one-shouldered shrug. “There was an emergency at the hospital—as their nearest surgeon, he got called in. Couldn’t very well say no, could he?”
Mia shook her head and sagged back into the seat, her heart sinking to her stomach. “No, of course not. I’m very sorry he won’t be joining us, but although we’re scintillating company, we don’t count as a life or death situation.”
He reached out and squeezed her hand, then kept hold of it. “No, we certainly do not. I hope, though, that I’ll be entertainment enough for you by myself this evening.”
She squeezed his hand back, then leaned over and kissed his cheek, pulling in the scent of his delicious cologne at the same time. “I’m sure you will. Besides, this was part of what you two meant when you were talking about being able to give a woman the attention she deserves between you, wasn’t it? Alex unfortunately can’t make it, but because I’m dating—or whatever the hell we’re calling this—both of you, it means I’m not left high and dry. I’m sure at some point you’ll be the one who has to cancel. These things happen.”
With a smile, Elias said, “They sure do. Though I don’t really get emergencies at work—and if I do, they’re all about which person gets to line their pockets the most, rather than saving lives. But enough of that!” he added brightly, clearly eager to change the sore subject of his chosen career. Though she still didn’t understand why he was so embarrassed about it. And if he hated it so much, why was he still doing it? She wasn’t going to broach that particular topic, though, not tonight. She already had one potentially hairy subject to discuss.
But then how could she, now? How could she talk about the situation with Thomas without Alex present? She stifled a sigh. Fuck it. Looks like it’s going to have to wait.
“So,” she said, “where are we going?”
“You’ll have to wait and see,” he replied with a smirk.
She jabbed him in the ribs. “Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously. Patience, woman! We’ll be there in…” he peered out of the window, presumably to check where they were, “in less than ten minutes, traffic permitting.”
“Hmph.” She folded her arms and pouted. “Guess I’ll just have to wait, then.”
“Don’t sulk.” Elias tapped the end of her nose. “We haven’t seen each other in a little while, so I want smiles and laughter, not pouting. Even though I know you’re faking it.”
She gasped. “I never fake it!”
“I should hope not,” he shot back, his grin turning wicked. “My future wife deserves nothing but the best, and that includes orgasms. Real ones.”
Her tummy flip-flopped. Bloody hell, she’d almost forgotten about that. She’d been so focussed on working up to telling Elias and Alex they weren’t the only two men to be sharing her that there hadn’t been much capacity left for thinking about her impending wedding. But then, technically speaking, she wasn’t engaged yet. They’d discussed it and informally agreed to it, but there’d been no proposal, no acceptance, no ring.
There was plenty of time left for all that, though. If she and Elias had to grab a couple of witnesses and go to a registry office at the last minute, it would still count—her father hadn’t specified a type of ceremony, thankfully. But that wasn’t how she wanted to do things, and she suspected Elias wouldn’t be too keen on that idea, either.
“Ooh, your future wife, am I?” she teased, figuring that since the topic of Thomas was off the table, she might as well put the topic of their engagement on the table, instead.
Elias frowned. “Of course you are. I know we haven’t sorted a ring yet, but we still know we’re engaged...”
She shrugged, hoping it appeared more nonchalant to him than she actually felt. “Well, not exactly. We never made it official, did we? More of a loose verbal agreement.”
Elias groaned and screwed up his nose. “When you put it like that, it sounds bloody awful. I know to all intents and purposes it’s a practical arrangement, but I want it to be much more than that, Mia.” He cupped her cheek and brushed his thumb over her skin. “I’ve missed you.”
Warmth bloomed where he touched her, and radiated across her entire face and down her neck. She smiled and placed her hand over his. “I want it to be more, too. And I’ve missed you, as well. It’s been a long month, hasn’t it?”


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AUTHOR INFO:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in Plain Sight and The Heiress’s Harem seriesIncluding novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter and get a free eBook HERE.

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Book Tour for Stripped by Tara Wyatt (REVIEW)


An undercover cop goes beyond the call of duty to avenge his partner by taking to the stage as a stripper trying to get info on a dangerous drug cartel while falling for his new partner in this sexy and suspenseful tale.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Stripped by Tara Wyatt, along with my impressions of it, then add this first installment in the Blue HEAT series to your bookshelf!

The first in a sexy new series from Tara Wyatt!
Detective Sawyer Matthews isn’t just having a bad day—he’s having the worst day. His hunt for the criminal who killed his team member has stalled and now… he’s got to play nice with his new, totally unwanted partner. It’s not that she isn’t qualified, or that he doesn’t like her—it’s because he knows what she looks like naked. So very, very naked.
Brooke Simmons finally landed her dream job working for H.E.A.T, an elite undercover detective squad, and she’s not giving up simply because she had a one-night-stand with her sullen—but undeniably sexy—new partner. They’ll just have to keep it professional. Easier said than done, considering their first case requires Sawyer to infiltrate a drug cartel operating out of a male strip show. Watching him do his best Magic Mike impression every night isn’t just hot—it’s torture.
Sawyer doesn’t need any distractions, yet his attraction to Brooke is explosive and he can’t resist going for round two. Or three. Or four. But as their investigation progresses and danger mounts, they’ll have to put their jobs, hearts, and lives on the line to fight… for each other, for survival, and for justice.

EXCERPT:
The elevator doors slid closed and Sawyer tugged Brooke against him, wanting to drown in her mouth, in her body. To feel something good. To forget about the near constant ache in his chest, just for a few hours. Drinking, punishing workouts, burying himself in cases, nothing worked. So it was time for a new plan. He was going to fuck this woman’s brains out and make her lose her damn mind in the hopes of shutting his off. A night of distraction and relief. Exactly what he’d been hoping to find. After the night she’d had, he was confident that she needed this—wanted this, deserved this—just as much as he did.
As he crushed his mouth to hers again, she moaned, her tongue stroking against his, sending more blood rushing to his already hard cock. He trailed his hands down her back and to her ass, giving her cheeks a firm squeeze. With a soft chime, the elevator doors opened onto her floor, and she broke the kiss. Threading her long, slender fingers through his, she led him down the hall. Her blond hair fell in styled waves around her shoulders, and when she glanced back at him over her shoulder, her warm brown eyes sparkled at him as she smiled. God, she was pretty. High cheekbones, delicate features, killer smile. She was tall, at least five-foot-ten, with slender arms and long, toned legs. Clearly fit, she moved with an athletic grace that he’d found appealing the second he’d laid eyes on her. Small, perky breasts, and what had felt like an equally perky ass, but he wouldn’t know for sure until he got her out of that dress.
As far as distractions went, he could’ve done far, far worse. She’d come across as funny and confident despite her horrible night. She’d exuded a warmth that he’d found immensely appealing. He’d tried so hard to stay numb in the weeks since his best friend’s death, but she’d melted that hard knot in his chest so easily, reminding him of what it was like to feel good.
The ripped strap of her dress slid down her shoulder, and he reached forward, pushing it back into place, letting his fingers linger on her soft, warm skin. She turned suddenly and fisted her hands in his shirt, pulling his mouth back to hers, kissing him hungrily, catching him off guard. A low, gruff moan rumbled from somewhere deep in his chest and he slid his arms around her, pulling her tight against him. Her body fit perfectly against his and a surge of something hot and sweet curled through him, and he knew he’d made the right decision to try to pick her up. Vaguely, he wondered where she was from, what her last name was, what she did for a living, but none of that mattered for tonight. This wasn’t a date. This was sex.
Not that he dated, in the traditional sense. Hadn’t since the divorce. No, it was always just sex, and he liked it that way. Simple. Easy. Painless.
He deepened the kiss, claiming her mouth as images flashed through his mind. Everything he wanted to do with Brooke. To her. Have her do to him. Given the deliciously greedy way she was kissing him, she seemed to be up for what he liked, what he needed, but he had to be sure. Something was coiling tight inside him, and he knew it was only a matter of time—minutes, probably, with how damn good her mouth felt—before it snapped free and he gave in to the hot oblivion that came with hard, dirty fucking. He broke the kiss and spoke low, urgent words against her throat. “Tell me if I get too rough with you.”
Heat flared in her eyes and she rocked her hips against him, letting out a shuddery breath when his erection slid against her hip. She bit at his bottom lip, tugging and then releasing him with a slow smile. “I like rough.”
Halle-fucking-lujah.
She scraped her nails down his chest, just enough to sting even through the cotton of his T-shirt, and he smiled. For the first time in weeks, luck was on his side, because he had a feeling that this woman was exactly what he needed tonight. He kissed her again, deep and bruising and she sighed against his mouth. Blood rushed through his veins, and his cock throbbed against his zipper. The temptation to back her up against the wall and fuck her in the hallway was strong, despite the likely indecent exposure charge they’d both get when caught. Something was building between them, an explosive need, each kiss, every touch fueling the fire. He needed this woman with an intensity that ripped through him like nothing he’d ever felt before.
With a growl, he broke the kiss. “Which room?”
Her hands trembled a little as she fumbled for her key card in her bag, and a sense of pure, masculine satisfaction cascaded over him. He’d done that to her, with his mouth, his hands, the few words he’d said. And he couldn’t wait to do more. She led him two doors down from where they’d stopped and slipped the card into the slot. The lock released with a click, the little green light flashing.
Green light. Go.


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MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:

There’s a cloud of grief hanging over the men and women of the Blue H.E.A.T. team as they’re still trying to recover from the loss of one of their own, swearing revenge against the Baracoa drug cartel.  With their revenge driving them this story soon becomes a sexy and suspenseful thrill ride featuring a clandestine romance and heart-pounding action.  Along with keeping readers on the edge of their seats, readers will find themselves blushing as they watch work partners put their lives and hearts on the line in a romance teeming with sensuality.

With the death of his friend and partner Ryan, Detective Sawyer Matthews is still struggling with his guilt and anger.  Nothing seems to satisfy him and nothing brings him happiness as he’s just going through the motions while focusing solely on revenge.  A lone moment of feeling in a haze of grief though comes courtesy of a mystery woman he can’t seem to forget.  When that woman turns out to be the newest member of the Blue H.E.A.T. team, and his new partner, things become complicated as both of them go undercover with their lives and futures put in jeopardy.  Sawyer’s an immensely likable hero clearly hurting when readers first meet him.  He’s so focused on revenge that he‘s given up on living for himself.  It’s not until he meets Brooke that his eyes are opened up and he decides to go after what he wants.  Though his heart has been bruised by his ex-wife he’s the first to admit his feelings, and to try to get a HEA with Brooke, which made me like him all the more.  His undercover work also added an extra layer of sensuality to this romance and gave tantalizing insight into the world of stripping.  The interactions with his fellow dancers were entertaining, with playful banter, and I would love to see this part of the story break off into its own series.  These scenes were vividly depicted and had me feeling like a part of the audience as jealousy finally pushed Brooke into action. Though Sawyer is a bit standoffish at the start he quickly showed a softer, more caring side, that had him wearing his heart on his sleeve.

Brooke Simmons is virtually alone in the world with only her elderly grandma left to care for her.  She’s experienced a lot of losses in life and it’s hardened her heart.  When it comes to romance she has a long list of bad relationships with bad men that are a result of her not wanting to be hurt.  If she doesn’t care about anyone then she can’t be hurt by their leaving.  It’s a sad state that she’s in when she first meets Sawyer and their unforgettable night sets them on a rocky road to romance that kept me glued to the pages.  All Brooke’s ever wanted to be was a detective so she’s determined to succeed as the newest member of the Blue H.E.A.T. team despite Sawyer’s initial resistance.  On the job she’s strong-willed and self-assured, a badass with a gun, but off the clock she’s scared and uncertain when it comes to matters of the heart.  In some ways she’s still a little girl and it saddened me to see her so uncertain when it came to love.  Her and Sawyer are a crackling couple who are a formidable team on the job and off, brought together at a low point for both of them. When they need each other the most, in both subtle and blatant ways, they end up riding to the rescue in scenes that had me cheering.

From the first page to the last this is an exhilarating tale teeming with sensuality and suspense.  Though there are elements that have been done before I still found myself captivated by the action and romance here.  It’s a fairly straight forward story that lays the groundwork for the next installments in this series as a drug cartel continues to wreak havoc with heroes and villains not always clear.  Sawyer’s stripping was an entertaining entry into the cartel too and I felt that those scenes blended well with the rest of the story, though I wish there was more of a conclusion to his time there.  Sawyer and Brooke are an appealing couple who have a lot in common, their dedication to the job a strong bond between them.  They’re a fun and flirty couple with their forbidden romance sweet yet erotically-charged which had me rooting for them every step of the way.  Alongside this likable main couple comes a cast of intriguing secondary characters.  The glimpses readers got of Sawyer’s fellow detectives has me counting down the days until the next series installment.  These detectives are hurting too, especially Amelia, who also lost a piece of her heart when Ryan died and who’s clearly still in mourning.  She’s a tough cookie though, snarky and quite capable of being one of the guys.  Rich boy Jack is a player who became a detective to snub his nose at his rich roots.  He’s fun-loving and loyal to his coworkers, but shows no sign of wanting to settle down. These characters made the story richer and I look forward to their future roles in bringing down the Baracoa drug cartel.  Though the ending was wrapped up a bit too quickly, with a few too many strings left hanging, I still recommend this series starter that made my heart race while pulling at my heartstrings.

My rating for this is a B.

*I got this book from Edelweiss for review in exchange for my honest opinion.


AUTHOR INFO:

Tara Wyatt is an award-winning romantic suspense and contemporary romance author known for her fast-paced writing, humor, and sexy love scenes. She lives in Hamilton, Ontario with the cutest dog in the world and a husband who makes all of her heroes look like chumps.

Friday, May 18, 2018

Book Cover Reveal for Just Pretend by J.P. Nicholas


Friends-to-lovers is a favorite theme of mine and is on fun and flirty display with this first installment in the Sandy Heights series.  Keep reading to get a tempting glimpse of Just Pretend by J.P. Nicholas, with its heroine who gets hands-on experience for her romance writing with her long-time friend who unexpectedly turns their fake dating relationship into something more.  Be tempted by this drool-worthy book cover too, then count down the days until this book releases on June 8th!

When yet another publisher rejects Hannah’s most recent book due to poor love scenes, she concocts a fail-proof plan to increase her creativity… spine-tingling, no strings attached sex. How can she write about love and lust if she's never really felt it? As the only man in her life she truly trusts, Logan is the perfect one to help her find this new side of herself—and stand in as her pretend boyfriend at an upcoming reunion.
For Logan, a Broadway actor by trade and passion, Hannah’s proposal is both outrageous and intriguing—especially since he's fought for nineteen years of friendship to avoid thinking of her in a physical way. Against all reason, Logan takes the bait and agrees… then ups the ante by turning their pretend relationship into a pretend engagement in front of her entire family.
Now, they just have to navigate their new situation while playing house… and somehow remember this is all Just Pretend…

EXCERPT:

I swipe the green circle to the right and bring the phone up to my ear.
"God, I've never been so happy to hear that song.”
He sighs in disgust. "Don't tell me you still have The Golden Girls song set as my ringtone.”
I smile just at the sound of his voice. "Yep. And I'm never gonna change it.”
He laughs. "You're a weird one.”
I hold my phone with my cheek and shoulder as I pull my hair up into a ponytail. "And you're stuck with me.”
"I wouldn't have it any other way.”
It could just be me or my shitty cell connection, but Logan's voice sounds much deeper than usual. I reach under my bed and retrieve my basket of nail polishes. "What color?”
He ponders my question for a minute before he answers. "Red. Wait. Toes, or fingers?”
I laugh. He always knows just what to say to split my sides. "Toes.”
"Toes? What's the special occasion?" The shock in his voice amuses me.
"Why does it have to be a special occasion?”
"Because I know you, Han. The last time you painted your toes was homecoming. And then the time before that it was your birthday." I see his point.
"Fine, you got me. I'm leaving for Daytona Beach in a couple of hours. The girls and I are having a beach day to kick off Spring Break." He lets out a long oh before he speaks.
"In that case, better make it blue.”
He peaks my interest, causing me to furrow my brow. "How come?”
"Blue is less noticeable. And since I'm not there to kick whichever sorry ass tries to hit on you, blue it is.”
I contemplate whether or not to fight him on his protective stance. Oh, what the hell. It'll be fun. "So, purple it is.”
"Don't you fucking dare paint them purple," he growls, catching me off guard. The assertiveness in his tone causes my legs to tingle. I ignore it.
"Too late. The first coat is on already.”
His voice remains stern as he reprimands me. "Don't make me fly my ass down there and rip every speck of purple off your nails.”
"You wouldn't," I tease, trying my best not to laugh at his overreaction.
He clears his throat. "Don't test me."


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AUTHOR INFO:

J.P. Nicholas has the great misfortune to be A Male Romance Writer. Turns out, men are also hopeless romantics, given half the chance, and Nicholas’ fascination with love began long before he could write. His parents—high school sweethearts who are still mad for each other—left him enamored with the idea of true love, and its ability to transform and redeem even the most jaded soul. Nicholas lives to capture this magic, lust, and passion on the page; his characters known for their sizzling chemistry and chest-squeezing plot lines.
When J.P. Nicholas isn’t tapping away at his laptop, he can be found in his home state of Florida, binge-watching This Is Us with his girlfriend, or devouring Italian food with his family. His latest novel, Just Pretend, is a friends-to-lovers drama and the first in his new Sandy Heights series, to be released in June.