Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Book Review for Hard Work by Micah Persell

Meet the gigolos of Sin City: three fun-loving studs who are deadly serious about pleasuring their clients and protecting their hearts.
Victoria Hastings is poised at the edge of the promotion that will change her life and put her at the top at Precision Media Services. All she needs is to snag one more premier advertising client, and her successful future is in the bag. The only person who stands in her way is Georgiana Masterson, the top agent at an opposing firm.
Kipling “My Last Name Is the Only Thing Not for Sale” loves his job as a gigolo, but he also understands that this good run on fortune can’t last forever. He’s raising serious cash to start his own business—he’s not sure exactly what that will be, but it won’t conform with the Madison Avenue-style track his parents would appreciate.
When a business deal between them turns to more pleasure than either could have imagined, Victoria and Kip find themselves caught between living for now and positioning for the future—a future one of them will have to sacrifice to give love a chance.


Readers will find themselves charmed by this sexy older woman/younger man romance full of heart and soul.  From its immensely appealing hero who wears his heart on his sleeve to a heroine who’s not perfect, this story kept me turning the pages in breathless anticipation.  By the time I reached The End I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face and was ready to start it all over again.

Victoria Hastings is a woman devoted to work.  After the death of her husband, and the traumatic events surrounding the last few months of their marriage, she’s weighed down by guilt and leery of becoming involved with anyone.  The loneliness has been eating at her though, needs she’s had since being married, that she no longer can ignore.  Seeing a sexy guy across a bar has her emboldened but discovering he’s a gigolo ends things before they start...until her caring and outspoken sister-in-law intervenes to hire him for a night with Victoria.  It’s an eye-opening night for both of them and she’s not near ready for things to end as it was a night of freedom for her, a night to be with someone strong who met all of her desires.  Not wanting to jeopardize the morality clause of a much sought-after business contract though has them agreeing to only 18 days of decadent delights which slowly takes a more romantic turn.  Through their time together Victoria comes to count on Kip’s support, his pride in her work, and before long they start looking more like a couple as hearts and minds intertwined with scorching interludes.  A misunderstanding on Victoria’s part though had her saying hurtful words that made me want to slug her, but when it mattered most she proved herself worthy of Kip’s love and support.  Victoria’s a bit uptight when we first meet her, seemingly content being celibate but her loneliness soon becomes apparent.  Her guilt over her husband’s death was understandable at first, but her long-term celibacy is pure self-punishment and I was happy to see her sister-in-law pushing her to get over it.  Kip being younger was also an issue for her at first but thankfully wasn’t something she dwelled on as so many other romances do.  On a whole Victoria was a strong-willed woman, who didn’t always think before she spoke, but who finally realized what was truly important in life.  Afraid to start over, to live instead of existing, she finally grabbed on to the love and support Kip was offering in a HEA that was well worth the emotional ups and downs it took to get there.

Kip Masterson’s a lost soul at the start of this story, a lost soul who hides his unhappiness behind a suave and sensual persona.  He has an unhappy home life courtesy of a bitter and domineering mother who cares only about appearances.  She uses her wealth to belittle her husband and it clouds Kip’s views on love and marriage.  Becoming a gigolo was partly an act of rebellion, but it also represents freedom from his mother’s domination.  He seems to enjoy his career choice but aspires to be more as he has plans to start a business of his own.  He’s become complacent though and fears taking that final step to starting a business.  The moment he meets Victoria is when everything changes.  He’s drawn to her and throughout their relationship the playboy facade fades away and readers discover a sweet and caring young man who can see a future with her in it.  Their time together was a chance for him to find himself as Victoria had complete faith in his ability and intelligence.  While his mother constantly tore him down, Victoria built him up.  Kip became the quintessential book boyfriend for me as his feelings for her had him wearing his heart on his sleeve.  He did many sweet and subtle deeds that charmed me and endeared him to me wholeheartedly.  His sweetness is balanced with his inherent sensuality that made for numerous scorching encounters between him and Victoria that took on a more emotional turn as the story progressed.  From the first page to the last I was fully invested in Kip and was rooting for his HEA every step of the way.

This was a delightful romance that put a modern twist on the Pretty Woman theme.  Kip’s a young man enjoying the carefree life of a gigolo who finds himself unexpectedly drawn to the older woman who helps him find himself while helping her move on from her painful past.  They find emotional support in each other and become a dynamic duo for their combustible connection that scorched up the pages.  While Kip was near-perfect in his words and deeds it was Victoria who frustrated me at times.  She lashed out a time or two in anger and it was hurtful to Kip, who was nothing but wonderful to her.  While she did make amends it still marred my overall view of her to where I think Kip should’ve made her grovel more for his forgiveness.  The stars of this story are clearly Kip and Victoria, with their flirty banter and crackling connection, and the ups and downs they experienced kept me captivated.  Alongside this appealing couple is the bold and colorful Cassidy who pushes Victoria to make amends and re-enter the land of the living.  As Victoria’s sister-in-law she was there for the heartache and has her own that she’s dealing with and that colors her own views of romance.  That doesn’t stop her from playing cheerleader in her attempts to get Kip and Victoria together and I’d love to see more of this exuberant character.  Readers looking for a bit of afternoon delight will get all that and more in this sexy and charming series starter that will leave you with a smile on your face!

My rating for this is an A-

*I got this book from Xpresso Book Tours and NetGalley for review in exchange for my honest opinion.

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Book Blast for Guarding Her Heart by Jade Webb (GIVEAWAY)

A young woman used to following the rules gets a taste of the wild side in this romance set in the rockstar world.  Playing keeper to her wild popstar sister puts her in the middle of a compelling love triangle in this book that readers will be drawn to.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Guarding Her Heart by Jade Webb, then discover even more about this book by visiting the other sites hosting this tour.  In honor of this first installment in the Renegade Love Bodyguard series make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win a $30 bookstore GC too!

Trust me, even though I’ve had a silver spoon in my mouth since I was a fetus and have a world-famous pop diva as a sister, there is nothing I want more in the world than to fade into the background and live out my Law & Order fantasy of becoming a public defender.
The only problem is my dad won’t bankroll law school unless I spend the summer following my older sister on her arena tour, keeping her out of trouble and making sure she doesn’t have yet another embarrassing public meltdown. Now relegated to a glorified babysitter, I am stuck lugging my ten-pound LSAT prep books through hotel lobbies and taking practice tests in my sister’s dressing rooms.
Then I find myself caught in a love triangle with my sister’s arch nemesis, bad boy popstar Jordan James and Liam, my sister’s confusing and irritatingly gorgeous Scottish bodyguard. Too bad I’ve sworn off love after seeing my own parent’s train wreck of marriage end with heartache and misery.
I’m tired of living under my family’s careful rules and law school is my way out. I won’t let anything get in my way. I won’t let anyone close enough to break down my walls. I have to guard my heart.


When I hear my name, my eyes pop open and I feel the rush of blood to my cheeks. Jordan has stopped playing and is looking right at me. Dear God, I must look like such a stalker.
“I’m so sorry,” I manage to stammer out. “I heard you playing and it was so beautiful." I turn to leave, offering him an apologetic smile. "You know, I’m just going to go.”
“Wait!” Jordan calls out and I turn back around, pushing the door to the room open. I take a deep breath and slowly enter the room, taking a seat on the couch opposite his chair.
“Well, did you like it?” Jordan asks, his stunning blue eyes looking at me.
I find myself nodding. “It was beautiful, but...”
“Well, to be honest, it felt a little sad.”
He doesn’t respond right away, but instead looks at me thoughtfully before chuckling. “It’s my ode to Hollywood,” he responds dryly.
I look at him curiously. “Jordan, why don’t you record songs like that?”
Leaning back in his chair, he moves the guitar off his lap. “No one wants to hear songs like this. They want to hear about pretty girls and fancy cars. They don’t want to hear how I really feel.”
I let out a long sigh. “That’s so sad, Jordan.”
Catching my eye, Jordan smiles. “Do you feel sorry for me, Gabby?”
“No!” I answer instantly before admitting, “Well, actually, maybe a little.”
He leans in, closing the distance between us. “I like that you’re always honest with me. That’s something I don’t get a lot.” He smacks his palms on his thighs and winks at me before continuing, “And since I’ve got you feeling sorry for me, how about you let me take you out to dinner?”



I am a lover of romance novels that feature strong heroines who know that the loves that may come into their lives are always the icing, and never the cake.
I have loved romance novels since I was a teen, sneaking them into my Bible studies at my all-girls Catholic school. I love strong heroines who know that the men that may come into their lives are always the icing, and never the cake.
Thanks to my own marriage, I have learned that the challenges of life can only help to make love stronger and I am grateful to my partner for embodying all the magic that love can offer.
When I am not writing or dreaming up new love stories, I am working in a retirement community outside of Boston that provides me with enough writing material for ten lifetimes.


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Monday, March 19, 2018

Book Tour for Scoring Off the Field by Naima Simone (Review & GIVEAWAY)

The theme of friends-to-lovers is a favorite of mine and is the driving force in this sweet and sexy tale of friends fighting the truth and their pasts.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Scoring Off the Field by Naima Simone, along with my impressions of this romance set in the sports world, and discover even more about it by visiting the other sites hosting this tour.  In honor of this second installment in the WAGS series make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win a print copy of this book and a $10 Amazon GC too!

Tennyson Clark is getting a life. First step: quitting her job as assistant to Dominic Anderson, star quarterback for the Washington Warriors, her best friend … and the man she’s been secretly in love with for years. But since the gorgeous, if overprotective playboy has only ever seen her as his BFF, she’s finally ready to relinquish her tattered fantasy and move on. Enter steps two and three: new job and new man.
Football is Dominic's life, and with his contract soon up for renewal, all his focus needs to be on the game. But Tennyson—dependable, logical Tennyson— is making that next to impossible with her mysterious new job and her sudden interest in online dating. He doesn’t do relationships. But the thought of another man touching her sexier-than-hell curves has him suddenly wanting more from his best friend.
Indulging in hot, dirty, what’s-my-name sex with no strings and lots of benefits is simple, uncomplicated…until it’s not.


“What the hell are you talking about now?” Dom barked. “Paying for your college tuition, getting you a job and apartment—I did all that because we’re family, not to control or manage you.”
“We are not family,” Tennyson replied, voice sharp. And those four words jabbed him in the chest, expelling all the air from his lungs. “I’m not the broken little girl from the foster home who you took under your wing anymore. No matter how much you still think I am.”
Goddamn it,” he growled, getting up in her space. Anger shoved at him, ate at him. The hell he wanted her to be that eleven year-old with the wounded eyes and heart. It’d been his life’s mission to make her forget what betrayal, pain, and hunger felt like. And here she stood, accusing him of… “If you think I want that for you, then you don’t know me at all, Tennyson.”
“No, you don’t want me to be her, but you see me as that girl. You’re still trying to be my hero, my protector, my big brother. I don’t need to be protected, and I damn sure don’t want you as my brother. My life has revolved around yours for the last fourteen years. I’m tired of it,” she stormed. “You don’t respect me as an adult capable of making her own decisions—“
“Could you please stop for a minute?”
She complied, blinking up at him, probably shocked at his asking her to be quiet or the “please”—maybe both.
Anger licked at him, burning him in its flames. Anger, frustration…hurt. They all propelled him forward. Before he could question himself—reason with himself—he was moving, pinning her to the wall, thrusting his fingers through her thick, nearly black curls. Pressing his chest to hers, grinding his cock into the soft give of her stomach. She didn’t utter a word, just stared up at him, shock darkening her eyes, parting her lush lips.
“We’re not family? You don’t want me to protect you?” He hurled her words back at her, tightening his grip on her hair, pulling her head back just a little farther. Her lashes fluttered, and her breath caught, the soft gasp of air brushing his mouth. Oh hell. She liked that. Eyes narrowing on the flush that lightly colored her cheekbones, he tugged on her hair again, a little firmer than the last time. Once more, she gave another of those almost imperceptible pants, a small, hungrysound accompanying it. Her fingers curled into his shirt, her nails barely scraping his chest through the material. But he felt the light scratch all the way in his dick as if she’d drawn them down his already throbbing erection.
“Dom,” she whispered, her lashes lifting. Confusion shadowed her eyes. But so did arousal. And it was the heat there that had him pressing closer until she raised on her toes, another of those whimpers escaping her. Hell, he could make dragging that sound from her another career.
What are you doing? the rational side of his brain scolded. But he barely paid it any heed. The primal side of his psyche had taken hold. And screw it, he let it take over.
“Let me show you what I do to women who aren’t family,” he rasped.




From the moment I started reading this book there was a sense of familiarity to the storyline, a sense of getting exactly what I wanted and needed.  Though things went as I expected, with no surprising twists and turns, it still made for a very satisfying read.  It was a heartwarming read, sweet and sexy, that despite not breaking any new ground kept me fully immersed in its charming narrative.

As youngsters, Tennyson Clark and Dominic Anderson met in the world of foster care, both dealing with loss and clinging to each other for support.  While Dom went on to get adopted by his football coach he never forgot about Tenny as she became the driving force in his journey to football success.  He took care of her financially, protected her from emotional hurts, and gave her a job as his PA. He entwined her completely into his life and can’t imagine her not being there. That’s why her decision to get a new job, applying out of state too, throws him for a loop.  They’ve always been close, he knows her just as well as he knows himself and he feels betrayed by her decision.  With their time together coming to an end he starts seeing her in a whole new light though that has their friendship turning romantic.  Always the playboy, he thought he could keep their relationship carefree but he quickly starts falling for his friend.  But as his feelings become more romantic, his fear over losing someone else he loves has him making his own frustrating decision that changes both of their lives irrevocably.  From the moment I first saw Dom I was enamored.  Yes, he’s popular with the ladies but he always made his intentions clear.  His first love is football and he’ll never do anything to jeopardize his standing as a disastrous relationship early in his career taught him.  He and Tenny are delightful together, sweet and snarky and able to sense what the other thinks and feels without a least until feelings of love enter the picture.  When it does he discovers he’s been completely oblivious to Tenny’s long-simmering love.  As the story progressed Dom showed his deepening feelings through numerous subtle words and deeds, with feelings of jealousy arising too.  By the end he achieved book boyfriend status with a glorious Grand Gesture that warmed my heart and proved his love for Tenny without a doubt.

Tennyson had a tough childhood as the daughter of a woman with a mental disorder who purposely sickened her child for attention.  It left her fearful of hospitals as well as feeling unloved.  The one person to truly care for her after entering the system was Dom and she came to count on him.  He was always there for her, keeping her safe and loved, and he became her family.  He also became the standard by which she judged all other men.  After a drunken confession to him about her feelings though, and after the awkward ending to two of their friends becoming short-term lovers, she was firmly placed in the friend-zone.  Realizing that life is passing her by means getting out from under the heartbreaking protection of Dom to make a life of her own.  But before she leaves she gets a taste of all she ever dreamed of in a sweet and sexy friends-with-benefits relationship that becomes more emotionally intense.  Tenny’s a likable heroine, one who’s strong-willed yet naive when it comes to men.  For too long she kept her heart hidden, but she’s not willing to do so any longer and it shows her in a more mature light as she stands up for what she wants. For him, she was willing to battle old demons and it had me cheering.

From the first page to the last this was a charming read with bits of humor and a few scorching encounters along the way to HEA.  Tenny’s a heroine who’s easy to relate to with a fun and flirty connection to Dom.  Dom’s a very sexy and romantic hero in his own subtle ways that had me drooling over him.  As friends they were funny and supportive, but as a couple they crackled.  Surrounding this combustible couple were an entertaining cast of secondary characters who felt more like family.  I enjoyed Dom and his teammates, Zeph and Ronin, with interactions full of support as well as brotherly banter.  These glimpses have me excited for the future, a future of many more combustible romances set in the football world!

My rating for this is an A-

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


Shy, awkward Sophia Cruz has a hard time telling her vivacious identical twin “no.” But when her sister begs her to swap places for a modeling shoot, she caves… again. Then Zephirin Black walks onto the set. The brooding, aloof, and gorgeous tight end for the Washington Warriors. But she can keep it professional… She has to. Because the adorkable Cruz twin has no luck with guys once they compare her to her sister.
After a bad break-up, Zeph hasn’t been big on second chances — and even less with trust. But he finds himself giving please-call-me-by-my-middle-name-Sophia both. The woman he’d dismissed as a spoiled cover model is different from the first time he met her. Quirkier. Funnier. Definitely sexier. What started as one night turns into another... and another… and another....
Still, Sophia can’t go on keeping her secret from him. But telling Zeph the truth will mean losing him for good.




USA Today Bestselling author Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— writing sizzling romances with a touch of humor and snark.
She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.


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Sunday, March 18, 2018

Book Spotlight on Naval Maneuvers by Dee S Knight...

Readers will find themselves drawn to this erotically-charged collection of three novellas that take place in the military world.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Naval Maneuvers by Dee S. Knight, then add it to your bookshelf!

Men and women of the armed forces experience desire and love pretty much like everyone else. Except, well, there is that uniform. And the hard-to-resist attraction of "duty, honor, service" as a man might apply them to a woman's pleasure. All things considered, romance among the military is a pretty sexy, compelling force for which you'd better be armed, whether weighing anchor and moving forward into desire, dropping anchor and staying put for passion, or setting a course for renewed love with anchor home.
Weighing Anchor (allowing a ship to move forward by retrieving the anchor): A professional woman sworn to avoiding all things military finds herself in love with a lieutenant commander in the Navy. Love won't conquer all if she allows her childhood memories to eclipse future happiness.
Dropping Anchor (securing movement by dropping the anchor): Two people find (surprisingly) that they are both in the Navy and love their chosen professions—until one turns out to be an officer but not a gentleman and the other is a gentleman but not an officer.
Anchor Home (safe, smooth sailing): When two former lovers find each other after more than a decade, will a long-hidden secret threaten the course of a rekindled romance or be the cause of it?


"And what is your name, pretty?" Mel Crandall addressed the dinosaur bones in an undertone, bending nearly to face level. The skeleton displayed an open mouth and rows of fierce, sharp teeth.
"Roger," a man standing next to her said in a low voice. Startled, she looked up. Up being the operative word. She stood a decent five feet ten inches, and he beat her by a good half foot. She studied him. He ignored her.
The guy had a solid profile, strong chin, chiseled cheekbones, and a straight back with muscular shoulders. Short brown hair. He wore glasses and stared straight ahead, but glasses couldn't disguise the laugh lines that radiated from the corners of his eyes. His posture was near perfect and he was not overweight, as evidenced by the trim fit of his jeans and red polo shirt that clung enough to give evidence of a low body/mass index number.
As a doctor, she immediately noticed body characteristics before actual looks. But with this guy, examination in lieu of admiration was hard. Men were often put off by the fact that she paid attention to whether they looked sallow or flushed, or if their hands were cold or warm before she "saw" them. She noticed if a man's eyes were dilated or glittered with fever before she registered eye color. Dates started with mini examinations before she relaxed enough to enjoy personalities, but that's just the way she was. Men had to take it or leave it. Sadly, most left it. Which was why she talked to dinosaurs at the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History all on her own.
Mel moved on to the next exhibit, a shorter built specimen but still tall and with a nasty spiked tail. "I wonder what you looked like," she murmured. "What color were you, what did you eat, and what's your name?" She bent to read the exhibit information.
"Gray. Grass." That same guy had followed her. Rather than having a strong profile, she was beginning to think he was a weirdo. "Annnd, roger.”
Quickly, Mel moved to the next exhibit. "And you are—“
He stood beside her again! Mel started to look for a museum guard but saw none. Great. Planting her hands on her hips, she turned to him. "Stop following me," she said loudly enough that people in the general area turned to see what was happening.
The guy said, "Hold it.”
Hold it? Hold it, as in "Wait a minute, little lady?" She opened her mouth to lay into him when he turned and removed his glasses, showing her the richest, most chocolatey brown eyes she'd ever seen. The words stuck in her mouth.
"I'm sorry, what?”
In a lower voice she said, "You're following me from exhibit to exhibit and talking to me. I want you to stop.”
"I didn't realize…" He wiggled the glasses at her. "I'm working here and I'm afraid I didn't notice you.”
Well. What was worse, that he was a pervert following her place to place, or that he wasn't a perv and hadn't even noticed her?
His brow furrowed while he studied her. "Yes. Yes." Then he shook his head. "Roger.”
Again with that Roger.
"Gotta go. Later." Then he smiled at her. "Just a minute, okay?" He folded the glasses and put them first in a protective case. Squatting, he placed a briefcase on the floor and opened it. He stored the glass case inside a pocket. Then he removed something from his right ear—an earbud?—protected it and also put it in the case.
Mel watched all of this with curiosity. He expected her to wait for him? What arrogance. And yet, wait she did. When he stood, holding the case in his left hand and smiled once more, her heart stuttered. The guy was drop dead gorgeous—at least to her understanding of the word. Normally, she appreciated the male form, mostly from a medical viewpoint. This man she enjoyed with pure pleasure.
And Good God. He hadn't been talking to her, he'd been talking to whoever was on the other end of that earbud. Embarrassment flooded her.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I thought you were…" She slid her hand between the two of them and then to the exhibits.
"No," he said. "I apologize. I shouldn't be testing this stuff around people. The last time I did it a kid thought I was calling him Roger." His voice had a soft drawl to it. Western Virginia or North Carolina, maybe? Somewhere in the mountains. It felt like a cool stream as it ran over a body hot and tired from hiking: refreshing and invigorating, at the same time soothing and relaxing. She wanted him to talk more.
Stop that! She laughed. "I thought you were naming each dinosaur." He smiled and dimples indented his cheeks. His eyes crinkled and Mel's breath caught. This guy should come with a warning label. Approach with caution. Could bring on lustful intentions and ultimately, broken hearts. Take only in small doses and in public places.
He held out his hand. "David Stimson.”
She took it gingerly, half expecting lightning to bolt between them. Nope. Nothing. So much for romance novels. He had a nice hand, large and warm with healthy pink nails, and she grasped it firmly. "Melissa Crandall.”
"Nice to meet you. Do you mind if I wander along with you?" Grasping the briefcase with his left hand, he deftly, he moved to the left of her.
"No, please. It's a free country." She walked to the next dinosaur re-creation. "And this one is…" She half waited for his pronouncement.
"Not Roger," he said, stopping her heart with that killer smile again. He leaned over to read the information. "Torosaurus latus. It says here that these bones were dug up in North Dakota, but that the Torosaurus roamed from Canada to Texas, and that he had the biggest head of any land mammal.”
"Well, I guess that's something to be proud of," Mel responded. David laughed and she found herself smiling back. When she moved to the next exhibit, he strolled along with her, hands behind his back.
He pointed to the next specimen. "Poor guy. Starved to death.”
"Oh, yeah? How do you know?”
"Can't you tell? He's all bones."



A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex. Writing was so much fun Dee decided to keep at it. That's how she spends her days. Her nights? Well, she's lucky that her dream man, childhood sweetheart, and long-time hubby are all the same guy, and nights are their secret. Dee loves writing erotic romance and sharing her stories with you. She hopes you enjoy!