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January 2019

RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: LASS, Author: Harloe Rae, Genre: New Adult/Friends-to-Lovers/Opposites Attract, Release Date: January 31, 2019



Title: LASS
Author: Harloe Rae
Genre: New Adult/Friends-to-Lovers/Opposites Attract

Release Date: January 31, 2019

Addison Walker is every fantasy I never dared to believe in.
Moving to this town was already monumental.
Finding her removes any lingering doubt.
She’s bold and vibrant.
Beautiful and confident.
Far too good for the likes of me.
Luckily, I’ve never been very good at avoiding temptation.
My desire is growing beyond control.
I’m done waiting on the sidelines.
When opportunity strikes, I eagerly take advantage.
Signing on the dotted line before thinking twice.
The repercussions cross my mind far too late.
When she swiftly sticks me in the friend-zone, there’s not a
damn thing I can do about it.
Addison is just down the hall—might as well be miles away.
Temptation drives me to the edge of sanity.
She speaks to my deepest cravings like a siren.
Our chemistry blurs every line.
This battle seems impossible to win.
Yet my determination doesn’t wane.
It only takes one night to change everything.
After all, I didn’t come all this way to settle for less.
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“Are you sure?” Because she isn’t acting like it.
“Yeah, this will solve the questioning.” That doesn’t sound
so great.
I rock back on my heels. “About?”
Splotches of red stain her cheeks. “Ah, well… if this,”
she motions between us, “was heading in a romantic direction.”
I feel the blood drain from my face. “What do you mean?”
“If we’re living together, the potential of us dating is
zippo. We’ll be roommates and friends, but that’s all. Otherwise it will be
awkward and tense and blah. No, thanks. Setting this boundary will cut out the
I choke on the brick lodged in my throat. “Wait, what?”
“Can you imagine the mess we’d be stuck in if things went
sour? Better to not chance it, right?”
No, no, no.
I blink slowly, trying to process her words. Is this an
unwritten rule I wasn’t aware of? And what, now I’m trapped in the friend-zone?
I avert my eyes, glaring at a neon sign stuck to the far wall. An outcome that
doesn’t involve us as a couple seems impossible. I rapidly search for a
counter-argument, begging for a way out of this mess.
What the hell happens now?


Author Bio
Harloe Rae
is a Minnesota gal with a serious addiction to romance. She’s always chasing an
epic happily ever after.
When she’s
not buried in the writing cave, Harloe can be found hanging with her hubby and
son. If the weather permits, she loves being lakeside or out in the country
with her horses.
Harloe is the author of Redefining Us, Forget You Not, Watch
Me Follow, GENT, MISS, and LASS. These titles are available on Amazon.


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📝REVIEW📝 ~ Taking Back His Bride by Madison Faye ~ Genre: Steamy Romance Novella ~Available Now!





Genre:  #Romance #SteamyRomance #OverTheTopPossessiveAlphaHero

My Rating:  3.5

Cover:  5

POV:  First-person dual perspectives



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We vowed forever. What we got was two years.
But now I’m back to take back what was stolen from me.
She’s mine to have, and mine to hold.
A filthy oil-rig roughneck like me had no business with a wife like her. She was the pretty little flower I never should have put my dirty hands on. But Leanna was my everything. My heart. My obsession. And one year ago, they told me another man took her away from me.

…I just found out that was bulls**t. And now, there’s going to be hell to pay.

Her family never thought I was good enough for her – the wrong side of the tracks, and too rough and savage for their sweet, innocence Leanna. They lied to keep me from her, and her from me. But now that I know the truth?

Well, now I’m coming back for what’s mine.

I’m twice the man I was before—harder, fiercer, and even more obsessed. For richer or for poorer? Well, she had me poor and loved every second of my rough hands pinning her to our marriage bed. I’ve made my fortune since, but I’m ready to throw it all away to get her back in my arms where she belongs.

The people that took her from me think they can keep us apart.

…They’re dead f-ing wrong.

A year ago, I thought I lost her. Two days ago, I learned the truth. And tonight, I’m taking back my bride.

And I’ll burn the whole world down to get her if I have to.

Looking for a ridiculously over the top alpha hero completely obsessed with claiming his one and only? You’re in the right place!

This one’s equal parts sweeter than sugar and hotter than sin, and I’m pretty sure you’re going to eat it right up ;).

As with all my books, this standalone is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.


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📝My Review📝:

Taking Back His BrideTaking Back His Bride by Madison Faye

3.5 Stars
This book was short, sexy, sweet and to the point!
Since I’ve been reading a lot of romantic suspense lately, I was looking for something short with a sexy, possessive alpha. I totally found that with Taking Back His Bride. Just be warned there is no substance to this book other than a man obsessed with getting back his wife and a whole lot of dirt. But it was just what I needed at the time.

Because Brooks has been overseas on a drilling rig he could do nothing when he got the news that his beautiful wife, Leanna, divorced him. After a year goes by and Brooks had made a fortune, he comes back for his wife. Of course when he finds her, and all is revealed, and much manipulation and deceit are the culprits. I won’t give details because like I said, this book is a super quick read. But I will say that while this book contains a dirty talking, possessive alpha, I thought Brooks was so sweet too.

I do wish we got to see Leanna and Brooks when they met and married instead of jumping three years but still, a good book.

This is my honest and unbiased review. Thank you for taking the time to read it. 🙂

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NOW AVAILABLE ~Robot Daddy by Allysa Hart and Rayanna Jamison

Robot Daddy

by Allysa Hart and Rayanna Jamison

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“You must find a different way to deal with your stress over this weekend. Smoking is not acceptable.” His voice was a warm rumble. “I think you will find that this spanking does nicely to calm you down. The pain of a spanking releases endorphins that bind to opiate receptors and reduce stress and anxiety. Of course, you are the scientist here, not me, so it seems like you would already know this stuff.”

“I’m not calm! Your scientific facts are nothing but mumbo jumbo,” I yelled as I struggled against his tight hold.

This, of course, did nothing to appease him or change his mind about a spanking providing stress relief. Instead, he began to spank harder and with renewed vigor. I could feel my ass begin to sting, even though I had three layers of protection, with my dress, stockings, and panties.

We were in a secluded rest stop off the highway, and I could hear the cars whizzing by. The ideas of getting caught made my heart race, and my panties dampen.

“Rob! Stop! Someone is going to pull in here any minute, and they will call the cops on you for assault.”

He didn’t stop, or even slow down, but I could hear the smirk in his voice when he responded. “I’m a robot. If they arrest me, it’s going to be a far bigger problem for you than it will be for me, I assure you.”

Damn. He had a point. It was like with every smack of his hand, all the blood rushed to my head, and every lick of sense I had went out the window by way of my dripping pussy.

“Rob, please stop. It hurts, and I get it and I won’t smoke again, I promise. And we’re going to be late, and I don’t want anyone to see me out here getting spanked, and my hair is going to be messed up, and my makeup will be ruined, and it’s freaking cold out here!” I was at this point, throwing out everything I could think of in the hopes that something would work.

It didn’t.

“Stop with the excuses, little girl. We are going to get one thing straight and we are going to get it straight right now. If you want this to end, you will listen up, and listen good.”

“Okay,” I whimpered.

“Yes, Daddy,” he corrected me.

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Allysa Hart

I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days. I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.

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Rayanna is a coffee drinking, wine loving, sushi obsessed, knee sock fanatic who works her passions into every story she writes. She resides in Southern Utah with her husband, 2 kids, mother, grandfather, and 2 dogs.

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: Broken Glass,  Author: Pavan Kaur, Dark Romance ~ Available Now! 


Title: Broken Glass 

Author: Pavan Kaur 

Genre: Dark Romance 



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Lies. Betrayal. Two hearts broken.
One on the path of revenge. The other finding their way.

Make it out alive.
That was my only goal.
I succeeded.
But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to face the world.
Until Leo…
He’s shown me there is hope.
I can find happiness again.
There is a way.
They thought they broke me.
All they did was create a monster.
One who now has all the power.
Revenge is sweet, but it’s even better when it’s sought justly.
When all is said and done, they will answer for what they did to me, and to Hope.
Can two broken and battered hearts find refuge in each other, or are some wounds too deep to heal?











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NEW RELEASE CHAPTER REVEAL For Owning Olivia, A Modern Day Fairytale Retelling by Mila Crawford is Available Now! ~ Released January 25th 2019

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He was a beast covered in vicious scars, she was the beauty he would do anything to have.

Silas always knew that he was a monster, and not just on the outside. People feared him, but he liked it that way. It gave him strength, power.

But that all changed when he walked into a deserted bar and saw her.

It was supposed to be easy; collect his money and go, but she made him want more. He struck a dangerous deal that would change their lives forever.

But all the beast could think about from the moment he saw her was: owning Olivia.





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​Having a fucked up face doesn’t always make people stare like everyone says—it makes people avoid you. They look anywhere else they possibly can to avoid looking in your eyes, because pity and shame are emotions better kept hidden. My face wasn’t always marred like this. I was born a cute kid, took after my momma with dark blond hair and bright blue eyes. People treat you differently when you’re attractive. But in my line of work, I don’t need to be a pretty boy, instead I’m an avenging angel. I’m the last face criminals see before they face full justice. I’m a bounty hunter. I work for myself and I answer to no one.

​Most people would think I’d have ended up on the wrong side of the law growing up on the streets as I did, but when I witnessed firsthand what drugs did to my family, I vowed to dedicate my life to making sure no other kids had to go through what I suffered. I now put criminals in jail. If they want redemption, that’s on them. My job is to get them to trial alive and let the powers that be judge them.

​The place was disgusting, some abandoned dive bar off the highway leading to nowhere. The greyish building looked rundown, like it’d been ignored for decades The paint on the siding was peeling, curling into itself, and garbage floated aimlessly in the wind. The scent wafting in to the open window of the car was stale smoke and desperation. A place where dreams went to die—a no-way-out dead end.

I sat in the car looking the place over. I’d made a pretty good reputation for myself over the years as a ruthless man who got what he wanted—at any cost. I’d worked hard and liked the look of fear I’d earned in the eyes of my opponents. I liked the speeding of my heart and the pure exhilaration of adrenaline pumping in my veins when their eyes exhibited defeat. I still had a little of that delinquent left in me and that’s why so many of these so called criminals were petrified of me. One look at my face and most of them cringed or backed away like maybe they thought being ugly was contagious. I liked that they were scared of me; fear was the only way to cultivate power and I needed the power. I never wanted to feel helpless again.

No one messed with me. My reputation was enough to make men much braver than Paul Sutton quiver in their boots. He was becoming a regular, which wasn’t a good thing when it comes to running from the authorities. A life on the lam was no way to live, especially if kids were involved, and in this case, his daughter Olivia was my main concern.

I’d been on both sides of the law and I knew the ins and outs of everybody in the business. I had connections on both sides, loyalty to none. I’d gone from criminal to cop and come out a bounty hunter working on my own terms and making bank like I never saw on the force, and without the guilt that a life of crime had burdened me with. I worked hard to establish who I was. There were two types of criminals: bosses and henchmen, and I knew early on that I was never going to bow down to anyone—even the lords of the underworld respected me. Fear guaranteed they would. I worked alongside Kyle and no one else, he was a brother to me and there wasn’t anyone I trusted more. Kyle was a lawyer by trade, my best friend, and the only human I allowed to bring in a fugitive with me. We didn’t always work together, but whenever I needed back up, he was there. Kyle was my ride or die and I’d take a bullet for him without any hesitation whatsoever. He and his mother rescued me from the streets and they were my family. Annie always said that she and Kyle owed their lives to me, but it was the other way around—without them I’d have ended up an anonymous body in a morgue.

Our inside connections with law enforcement got us our marks, and our background in the underworld gave us the snitches to give up where they were hiding out. No one could keep up with us, let alone beat us. We delivered the most wanted into the hands of law enforcement and in return made an unintentional killing. Our reputation as ruthless bounty hunters wasn’t far off. Maybe we barked worse than we bit, but we took no shit and we took no prisoners.  

Paul had no fucking idea how to run a business and to top it off he was a complete mess. He was busy shooting up what profit he made. It wasn’t the first time we’d brought him in. When we started doing bounty work, he was one of our first. Served his time, got out, but made even worse connections on the inside.

To make matters worse, Paul’s daughter Olivia had been left parentless when we put him behind bars. The schmuck had the wherewithal to ask me to keep an eye on his daughter. I did as I promised because I’m a man of my word. I checked in almost daily. Hired a security officer to camp out on the premises so that she wasn’t left alone—ever. Last thing I wanted was one of Paul’s piece of shit clients to show up and think Olivia owed them something on behalf of her father. I had groceries delivered and made sure her car was in working order so she could get to and from her classes. If it were up to me, I would have shut the whole shit operation down, gasoline, matches, problem solved. But the girl seemed to have an attachment to the place, or at least the routine. So I kept my distance, stuck to the shadows and took her in from afar. She was so fucking beautiful it broke my black heart. A girl like that would make any man beg on his knees. Delicate and precious and so very innocent. The girl flushed pink when she made eye contact and would lower her face. I’d stay silent in her presence, and the most she’d say to me was a whispered, “Thank you so much, Silas.”

I’d kill for a woman like that, an absolute slice of heaven on earth. Beauty and perfection all wrapped up in an angelic being—one hell of a girl. Quiet and contemplative. She knew the straight business side of the operation and balanced the books, pencil behind her ear.

If I blessed with someone as special as her, I’d do every single thing in my power to never let her go. That’s what made me irate when it came to Paul Sutton. He’d already lost a year with Olivia, and here he was, back at it, fucking up her chances of ever having the life she deserved. A woman like that deserved life handed to her on a silver platter, yet her piece of shit father had her constantly anxious, her face marred with worry lines and her eyes shadowed by dark circles.   

“Silas, you’re too invested in this case. Bro, it’s like you’re taking it personally. You sure you want to do this?” My best friend and business partner asked as he looked at me. I could see the worry in his eyes. Kyle didn’t like the fact that I still got my hands dirty, but he didn’t understand. He’d never had to sleep on the frozen, hard pavement, bones shaking from the ruthless cold wind, so hungry that your stomach hurt too much to stand. I knew better. I had to go in myself and make him pay the price for his actions. Men like Paul Sutton were a stain on society. Worthless and completely selfish, they were the true monsters lurking in plain sight. No regard for anything or anyone other than his sorry self. My whole adult life I’d made it my mission to make sure that men like Paul knew there were people who would hold him accountable.  

​“You don’t need the money man. You don’t need to deal with any of this. Just let it go,” Kyle pleaded. He never liked seeing the monster come out. I think, deep down, the dark side of me made him nervous; he was never quite sure if I was animal or man. To be honest, some days I woke up unable to answer that question myself.

​“I’ve come to take what’s mine. There’s no turning back.”  

​A few years ago, Paul had gotten in some trouble. He owed money to the wrong people, dangerous people who would have done anything necessary to get back what was owed them. Even if it meant hacking Paul and members of his family into pieces. That’s when I got way too involved. I wasn’t about to watch him put his daughter through the wringer again. His complete disregard for her well-being had me on the verge of slitting his throat already. So I made him a deal he couldn’t refuse, even if it meant I’d had to step back into the dark side for a spell. I lent the asshole the money he needed to bail himself out of his predicament. I told him upfront I was doing it for Olivia and I didn’t give a fuck about what happened to him.

​I never intended to have any shady dealings with Paul. His property wasn’t worth a third of the money he wanted from me. After one of our early interactions, I’d gone back to the bar to tell him no, and that’s when I saw her. My whole world changed in that moment—she was it for me. One look and I was already ruined.  

​ She was dressed modestly for such a beautiful girl. Wearing baggy jeans and a white turtleneck, her long dark hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. She was a masterpiece against the backdrop of that derelict den and I’d never seen anything so stunning. As soon as she put her books down after skipping in from school, she grabbed a broom and began cleaning up the trash all around her. She moved like poetry, gliding effortlessly, almost floating. I couldn’t stop looking at her. She had me, in that moment, under her spell, bewitching me when no other had before. Then the loud crash of a dropped glass brought me out of my hypnotic trance and I focused on the broken glass surrounding her feet. I moved toward her wanting to make sure none of the glass could hurt her. Nothing should ever touch such an angel, nothing. I forgot myself, my place, the fact that my appearance might scare her.

“It happens all the time. I’ve got it, don’t worry,” she said as I approached.  

​I was beside her in an instant, lifting her into my arms, cradling her delicate body. To this day, I’m not sure why I grabbed her like I did. It was instinct to care for her, to protect her. I didn’t want her to get hurt; the idea, for some reason, seemed unbearable. I felt my hands, which were normally steady, begin to shake. Fear of frightening her rattled my body. Her head was down so she wasn’t looking at my face. She didn’t need to know a monster had her, it would only heighten her fear. I shifted myself to ensure she couldn’t feel my rigid cock reacting just from the pressure of her slight body in my arms. The scent of her skin, so fragrant in that old dusty bar. From the first touch, I never wanted to let go.

“It’s okay, really, I’m fine. It happens all the time. I’ll just go grab the dust bin. You’re Silas, right? Thanks for helping my dad.”

That was it for me—there was no turning back.

Perhaps I was overreacting, but I placed her on the stool and proceeded to sweep the broken shards away, careful to angle my head in a way that ensured she wouldn’t have a good view of my face. My scars elicited fear and disgust in most people. It was the main reason I wore my hair shaggy, letting it grow to the length of my chin. It helped me conceal who I really was—a beast. She hopped off the stool, intent on helping with the mess. Instinctively, my right hand shot out and held her in place and took the dust pan from her.

​“Glass can cut you,” I said matter-of-factly. Inwardly, I wanted to whip myself for being so stupid. I was never a man of many words. Words didn’t help anything and most people who speak too much dig their own graves. There was strength in silence.  

​I took the broom from her and meticulously cleaned up any remains of shattered glass on the floor. I wanted to make sure even the smallest sliver was removed to ensure that nothing could harm her. That was our very first interaction and looking back on it now, I can see why such a beautiful, young girl, surrounded by jagged glass and broken chairs, graffiti carved tables, mildewed sinks and greasy windows, gave me the impression she was even more fragile than she looked. I cringed when I thought of her working that joint when it was filled with bottom of the barrel, high on drink and power—the kind of assholes who treated women without an ounce of respect. I felt responsible for her right away; I wanted to take care of her.    

​“Thank you. This is very kind, but not necessary.”

Her voice was lovely, she sounded like a heavenly creature to my ears. I wanted to listen to her talk for all of eternity, but I knew that wasn’t possible. Once I was done, I handed her the broom and walked away as quickly as I could. I couldn’t stand being around her any longer, her light was too strong and I was pure darkness that could eventually contaminate her. Once I’d placed a safe distance between us and was shrouded in shadows, I dared to look up and saw her gazing at me, smiling softly.

I grew roses at home and tended to them meticulously. I used them to compensate for a life lived without beauty. My rose garden was full of every color and species. Tenacious flowers they were, built to withstand the harsh demands of nature. Olivia reminded me of a perfect rose, strong and delicate, gorgeous, fragrant silk petals armed with barbs underneath. Just like with my flowers, I watched her grow from afar, admired her strength and beauty, but held my feelings inside.

Then Paul came out and interrupted, like the sniveling junkie he was. How could such a worm produce the shining light that she was, goodness personified? Maybe her mother was a saint and Sutton nothing more than a lousy sperm donor.   

​“Silas, it’s nice to see you. Thank you for coming in. I see you’ve met my step-daughter.”

​Sutton could act civil, but that’s exactly what it was—an act.

The angel came by and placed two beers on the table. I dropped my head again, avoiding eye contact with her. When she left, I looked up again and stared at Paul directly.

​“Let’s not waste time. I’ll give you the money and you’ll have three years to pay it off. If, in that time, you don’t pay it off, I’ll be here to take your daughter as payment instead,” I said bluntly, and pointed to the young girl at the bar. It was a bold move even for me, but if Olivia never wanted me, at least she’d be safe, cared for, and comfortable in my charge—something her father had proved time and time again incapable of procuring for her.  

​“What could you possibly want with her?” He was less aghast at my proposal of owning his daughter than he was at my willingness to take her. I already knew he was blind to her value, but it made me hate him even more.

​“That’s not your business. Do we have a deal?”  

Paul took a sip of his beer and immediately spat it out. He walked over to the girl and, out of nowhere, pulled her hair, dragging her over to the table, yelling about how the beer wasn’t cold. Maybe he was putting on a show for me, but what he didn’t know was that I had no qualms about killing him on the spot.

Seeing men treat women like garbage wasn’t new to me, I always kept my cool, I always looked on, gritting my teeth because I had a job to do. But this time something in me snapped. I got up, broke a beer bottle on the side of the table and tossed the sharp edge at Paul, landing it right beside his eye. She looked at me with her eyes bulging in pure shock. I wanted to kill Paul in that moment. I wanted to break each one of his fingers, slowly, hearing him scream in agony. I wanted blood. His.

Paul placed his hand on his eye and looked shocked at the blood that was there when he pulled it away. I could practically smell his fear as his hands began to shake.  

“You make a habit of harming women, Paul?” I askedquietly, walking toward him.

“No, but she should know better. She should never have served you a warm beer. She’s a goddamned barmaid for Christ’s sake!” I removed his hand from her arm patiently and looked into his face making sure he truly saw the beast that lurked inside me.

“Do we have a deal?”

The girl would be mine and he could live his life alone, just like he deserved to be.

“Yes, yes. I can have the money by then so it won’t be a problem.” It was always a problem with Paul Sutton, his word was worthless.

“Then you will never touch my merchandise again. If you do, and I will know if you do, I will come back and I will kill you.”

I looked at the sweet rose, lifted my hand, and gently pushed back a strand of her hair that had come loose from her ponytail. I handed her my card and watched as her delicate fingers took it from me.  

“If he or any one of his friends hits you again, you tell me.”

I walked out of the bar then, but every day for years after that encounter, I went back to the shithole and checked in on her. I was there guarding her when Paul got tossed into the slammer shortly after for possession. I had no idea if she remembered our bargain, that more slip ups from her dad brought us one step closer to an eternity together. She barely spoke—she never touched me. But whenever Olivia approached me, she cast her eyes down avoiding my face, yet treated me with nothing less than tenderness. I chalked it up to her nature and not to any special treatment for my part.

During that time, I became consumed with her, memorizing every inch of her. I would drive up to the bar every day at the same time and watch her close up, make sure she let herself into the apartment without anyone bothering her. Those daily visits became an addiction to me, making sure she got home safe became an obsession. As the days went by, the stronger my urge to take care of her became. I would go from five minutes waiting outside the bar, to twenty, and then up to an hour. If she ever needed anything, I made sure she had it. I also wanted to make sure that Paul wouldn’t be able to pay off his debt so that I could really own Olivia. Ruining Paul took very little effort on my part. The man was a perpetual failure and I could basically step back and watch his world fall apart. I didn’t lift a finger to help him or hurt him unless it concerned Olivia.

Making her mine was the only goal I truly cared about.


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Mila Crawford is a book lover and has been around them one way or another her whole life. She is a fan of happily ever afters, sassy heroines, over the top alphas, and most of all safe reads.


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📝REVIEW 📝~ 4.5 Stars ~ Title: Love on the Sound (Lopez Island Series #1) by Jamie Matthews ~ Genre: #Romance ~ Release Date: June 30th 2016





Genre:  #Romance # WidowedHeroine

My Rating:  4.5 Stars

Cover:  5

Series:  Lopez Island Series Book #1

Publication:  June 30th 2016

Read:  January 19th 2018  (Won this ebook via a giveaway)

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Newly widowed, the last thing Amy Malone wanted was to inherit On the Sound, a dilapidated B&B located on remote Lopez Island. But, when she found herself drowning in grief, she fled to Lopez Island—and began a new life.

Movie star Ben Morrison held Hollywood—and an Oscar nomination—in the palm of his hand. But, as the years ticked on, he floundered in the tailspin of one bad movie after another. The world he’d so carefully built crashed down around him after a drunken interview on national TV.

When Ben books an extended stay at On the Sound to hide from the paparazzi, he expects to rediscover his passion for his craft…or decide to call it quits for good. He isn’t expecting sparks to fly with his beautiful innkeeper. Amy’s more than willing to indulge in what starts out as a no strings attached fling. But, both Ben and Amy are caught off guard by their ever-growing connection, leaving Amy to wonder—can she risk losing her heart once again?

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Love on the Sound (Lopez Island Series #1)Love on the Sound by Jamie Matthews

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

4.5 Stars.
This is my fist book by Jamie Matthews. Truthfully, I’m not sure I would have known this book even existed if it weren’t for the Foster An Author 2018 event being hosted on FB. I won this title in one of the many contests going on. I only entered the contest after reading the blurb. It sounded like a book that I would really enjoy, and I did. Love On The Sound has all the feels you look for in your perfect read. One specific aspect I appreciated the most was the character developments of Jamie and Ben. Both Jamie and Ben grew as individuals from the beginning. Both went through their own issues of heartbreak and sadness. In the end they healed each other. But to get to their happily-ever-after was not easy.

After Amy lost her husband, she needed a new start. So she took over a B&B that belonged to her husband’s family. The majority of the book takes place on the Lopez Islands. I’ve actually never heard of them before. However this author took me there with her talented words. I could clearly see what the characters saw; there was no need for me to use my own imagination.

Ben is a Hollywood actor who made some bad decisions and ended up in a place he felt lost. He needed a get away so he set out for the Lopez Islands to reinvent himself, to find out what his true passion in life was. You can guess that in the end, being in front of the camera was not it.

I don’t want to give anything away in the story. This book was a bit longer than what I’m used to but I didn’t mind. I was engaged throughout by the story, by the secondary characters, and the beauty that is Lopez Island. For a debut book, it was very good and I am looking forward to reading the next book in this series.

This is my honest and unbiased review. Thank you for taking the time to read it. 🙂

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: Volatile Obsessions, Author: Dee Garcia, Genre: Dark Romance/New Adult, Release Date: January 29, 2019

Title: Volatile Obsessions
Author: Dee Garcia
Genre: Dark Romance/New Adult
Release Date: January 29, 2019
The streets of Miami became my home at a young age, streets that weren’t always very pleasant or forgiving. I hustled hard to get by, refused to seek help. I did plenty of things I’m not proud of either.
But I made it… Now, this is my city. 
My merciless streets. 
My empire. 
So I don’t know who the hell Roman King thinks he is, storming in here and throwing around demands. He wants my power. 
My throne. 
Well, news flash for him…
Over my. Dead. Body.
I’ll wreak havoc on his life far worse than the demons of his past, demons that somehow mesh so well with my own.
He 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 bow down to this Queen.
She bloody warned me, threatened me with war, but those threats hold no power over me. 
They don’t faze me.
Summoned to aid this city in ending her era, I’m the leading pawn on the chess board meant to dethrone the Queen.
She’s vicious, ruthless, corrupt—a challenge I fancy a little too much.
So let this vow be heard today…
Miami will burn to the ashes, but in the end, it will rise, reborn from the blood of her empire. The depravity that runs through my veins will consume every tear and relish her cries for mercy.
Lux Mercier 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 kneel at my altar.
The King will reign.

Dee Garcia is a voracious fan of romance novels and a long time lover of the written word. Her mission is to craft unique, compelling stories that will give her readers a place to briefly escape the trials and tribulations of everyday reality. With headstrong heroine’s who don’t need a man to stand on their own two feet, Dee hopes to leave her mark in the Indie world, one plot twist at a time.


RELEASE BLITZ ~ Title: Redlight, Series: Nitro Crew Series #3, Author: Winter Travers, Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance, Release Date: January 29, 2019

Title: Redlight
Series: Nitro Crew Series #3
Author: Winter Travers
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
Release Date: January 29, 2019

Jay Perez has it all.
A great job.
Amazing friends.
An endless stream of girls that come running at the crook of a finger.
Long days at work and late nights partying don’t leave Jay much time to think about anything but where he and his race team are off to next.
And then Delaney obliterates everything with a few simple words.
“You’re the father of my baby.”
It’s all go, go, go until Jay hits the red light. Now it’s time to put the breaks on his party lifestyle and think about someone besides himself.

Winter Travers is a devoted wife, mother, and aunt turned author who was born and raised in Wisconsin. After a brief stint in South Carolina following her heart to chase the man who is now her hubby, they retreated back up North to the changing seasons, and the place they now call home.
Winter spends her days writing happily ever afters, and her nights zipping around on her forklift at work. She also has an addiction to anything MC related, her dog Thunder, and Mexican food! (Tamales!)
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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Moonlight Scandals: a de Vincent novel from New York Times bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout is available now!


Moonlight Scandals: a de Vincent novel from New York Times bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout is available now!


It takes a fearless woman to love the most scandalous man alive in New York Times Bestselling Author Jennifer L. Armentrout’s breathtaking novel

Even a ghost hunter like Rosie Herpin couldn’t have foreseen the fateful meeting between two mourners that has brought her so intimately close to the notorious and seductive Devlin de Vincent. Everyone in New Orleans knows he’s heir to a dark family curse that both frightens and enthralls. To the locals, Devlin is the devil. To Rosie, he’s a man who’s stoking her wildest fantasies. When a brutal attack on her friend is linked to the de Vincents, he becomes a mystery she may be risking her life to solve.

Devlin knows what he wants from this sexy and adventurous woman. But what does Rosie want from him? It’s a question that becomes more pressing—and more dangerous—when he suspects her of prying into the shadows of his past.

Now, the legends surrounding the de Vincents may not be myths at all. But if she’s to discover the truth, she must follow them straight into the arms of the man she can’t resist—the handsome devil himself

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# 1 New York Times and # 1 International Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Charles Town, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki. In early 2015, Jennifer was diagnosed with retinitis pigmentosa, a group of rare genetic disorders that involve a breakdown and death of cells in the retina, eventually resulting in loss of vision, among other complications.  Due to this diagnosis, educating people on the varying degrees of blindness has become of passion of hers, right alongside writing, which she plans to do as long as she can.

Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Tor, HarperCollins Avon and William Morrow, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her Wicked Series has been optioned by PassionFlix. Jennifer has won numerous awards, including the 2013 Reviewers Choice Award for Wait for You, the 2015 Editor’s Pick for Fall With Me, and the 2014/2015 Moerser-Jugendbuch- Jury award for Obsidian. Her young adult romantic suspense novel DON’T LOOK BACK was a 2014 nominated Best in Young Adult Fiction by YALSA. Her adult romantic suspense novel TILL DEATH was a Amazon Editor’s Pick and iBook Book of the Month. Her young adult contemporary THE PROBLEM WITH FOREVER is a 2017 RITA Award Winner in Young Adult Fiction. She also writes Adult and New Adult contemporary and paranormal romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.

She is the owner of ApollyCon and The Origin Event, the successful annual events that features over hundred bestselling authors in Young Adult, New Adult, and Adult Fiction, panels, parties, and more. She is also the creator and sole financier of the annual Write Your Way To RT Book Convention, a contest that gives aspiring authors a chance to win a fully paid trip to RT Book Reviews.

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