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Chapter Reveal: While You Were Spying (Love Undercover #1) by Stina Lindenblatt, Genre: Romantic Comedy, Release Date: February 20, 2020 ~ Pre-Order Available!

 

 

Title: While You Were Spying
Series: Love Undercover #1
Author: Stina Lindenblatt
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: February 20, 2020

 

Blurb
She
needs a fake husband. He needs to protect his best friend…
Ever since
I caught my boyfriend getting hot and steamy with another woman, I’ve thrown
myself into my career. But now I’m ready to move from being the super-efficient
office manager to an operative with Quade Security and Investigation.
Just as
soon as I prove to my boss that I’m kick-ass enough to do the job.
So when my
grandmother asks for my help, there’s no way I can say no. Her former love has
a mission for Jayden
—my
hot colleague and best friend—
and me. What more could I want?
***
The last
thing I want is for Isabelle to be is an operative.
Shes my best
friend, and I hate the idea of her being in danger.
Unfortunately, our boss has other plans.
Isabelle
and I go undercover at a resort for happily married couples. But forget
moonlight walks and hanging out by the pool. To maintain our cover, we have to
participate in activities that would make a nun blush.
Clothes
come flying off, and we agree to temporarily be friends-with-benefits while
there. No strings attached. No complications. Nothing could be simpler. Right?
Wrong—because
there’s another reason we’ve been lured to the resort. A reason that will put
our hearts to the test…and our lives on the line.

 

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Chapter One
Isabelle
I nod at the jogger heading toward me. Six foot. Maybe six foot one.
Marathoner. Early thirties.
Good-looking.
Single.
It’s also possible he has a girlfriend or wife, but she doesn’t like to
run with him. Every day, rain or shine. Or as is so often the case during our
regular morning runs overlooking the bay and marina…the fog.
He nods back like he does every time he sees me, his long stride
effortlessly eating up the distance—the opposite of how the run is for me. My
legs and lungs burn, beg me to slow down. Possibly even take a siesta.
Not much farther, I remind
them. You can do this. I mentally
break out the pom-poms and cheer my legs on while I keep an eye on my
surroundings, noting anything unusual for this time of day.
That’s not to say I live in a bad neighborhood and have to watch for
thugs and whatnots. But the number one rule of being an operative with Quade
Security and Investigations is to be aware of your surroundings. The people,
the location, the vehicles. Nothing is ignored. Nothing is considered
insignificant.
Truth? I’m not an operative.
I’m the office manager—the person those five hot alpha men couldn’t
survive without.
But although I enjoy my job, I have a different career aspiration. I want
to be more than just an office manager.
I push myself a little harder and a little further, then slow my pace for
the cool down. Even though the temperature isn’t exactly warm, sweat soaks
through my T-shirt and running shorts. I can thank the last round of fartlek
training—sprints that left my legs burning with resentment and resignation—for
that.
I can also thank, with a healthy dose of cursing, Jayden Price.
My best friend. My colleague. And in his mind, my personal trainer.
Who is currently away on a mission, being all dark and dangerous and hot,
helping to take down a Russian mafia crime boss.
I power walk across the street to the familiar Victorian-style bungalow,
sandwiched between two taller houses. Their exteriors are light blue. Mine is
rose pink—the color my grandmother on my mother’s side painted it many moons ago.
When she died five years ago, the house became mine, and I decided to
keep the colors as they were: warm and eclectic.
I approach the stairs to the porch. Mojo, the big goofball of Bernese
mountain dog, lumbers to his feet. His face shifts into his friendly doggy
grin.
“Hey, boy. Anything exciting happen while I was running?” Despite his
size, Mojo sucks as a running companion. He doesn’t like to run. At. All.
Relaxing is his activity of choice.
Not exactly the dog you would associate with a man like Jayden, Mojo’s
owner. You’d expect something big and powerful—and a whole lot of scary—like a
German shepherd or a Rottweiler.
Mojo gives me a happy woof.
I laugh. “You don’t say. How about I shower, and then we can head to the
office? And maybe the guys will be finished with their mission today.” I untie
my sneaker shoelace and remove my front door key from it. Then I unlock the
door and let Mojo into my house.
As I walk toward the bathroom, my cell phone rings from the kitchen
table. Thinking it might be Jayden, informing me that he and the men are on
their way to San Francisco, I make a quick detour to the kitchen and answer the
phone without checking who it is.
“Hello?”
“Isabelle, darling,” Grandma Josephine exclaims.
A smile breaks out on my face. “Morning, Grandma.” And because I know
she’s on speakerphone, and I know her routine, I add, “Good morning, Liza and
Henri.”
I open the kitchen cupboard and remove a glass.
The three eighty-two-year-olds say good morning back to me, their voices
more excited than they typically are for this time of day. And normally their
voices are pretty damn happy.
“I’m in a bit of a kerfuffle,” Granny says. “Can you come over right
away?”
“I have to go to work, but I can visit you afterward.”
“Now would be better. It’s rather urgent.” Her honey-smooth voice, which
seduced the trousers off many a man in her younger days, has shifted slightly
to the panicked zone.
And panic is not an emotion I associate with my grandmother.
“I just returned from my run, and I’m sweaty. Let me shower first.”
“A woman is never sweaty,” Liza says in a falsely snotty tone. “She only
glows.”
“Well, my glow needs to be washed off before I can join you. And just so
you know, I have Mojo with me.”
“Oh, is tall, dark, and handsome joining us?” Henri’s tone is more
excited than usual.
“Darling,” Granny purrs, “how many times does Isabelle have to tell you
Jayden isn’t gay?”
“I know that. Besides, even if he were, I’m old enough to be his father.”
“More like his grandfather,” Liza points out with a snorted laugh.
“No, Jayden won’t be joining me. He’s away on business.”
All three of them release a disappointed sigh.
“Such a shame,” Liza says on another sigh.
“I won’t be long,” I tell them before ending the call.
Forty-five minutes later, I’m in Sausalito, pressing my grandmother’s
doorbell. After a heartbeat, her housekeeper opens the door and lets Mojo and
me inside.
I hug Juanita, who is more like family to me. She’s been in my
grandmother’s employment for as long as I can remember. Because the elegantly
furnished estate home is too massive for her to handle on her own at her
advanced age, she mostly does the cooking and light cleaning. A gardener and
housekeeping company are also on Granny’s payroll.
Juanita fusses over Mojo, who laps up the attention like a paper towel.
“Now, don’t you get fur all over the place, young man,” she chastises him with
her typical warm and friendly smile.
He whimpers as if to apologize for snoozing on Granny’s couch the last
time we were here.
“They’re on the balcony,” she tells me, even though I already know that.
Unless it’s cold and rainy, the trio always eats their breakfast outside.
Mojo and I step onto the large deck that overlooks the bay. My stiletto
heels click against the light, reddish-brown tiles.
Granny and Liza are seated on the wicker sofa, looking as elegant as
always in their designer outfits. Henri sits in a matching armchair.
In front of them, the coffee table is loaded with teacups and an
assortment of cut fruit and pastries, including my
favorite—strawberry-and-cream filled croissants.
Which Granny only has on hand when she knows I’m coming over.
So, this definitely wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment request for me to join
them.
Henri, being the gentleman that he is, stands. Or at least attempts to
stand. It takes him a minute to get to his feet, his movements not as spry as
they were twenty years ago. He’s wearing an expensive Italian-cut suit, the
jacket a checkered camel fabric. He also has on a burgundy tie, dark-brown
slacks, a fedora, and leather shoes that are worth a small fortune.
Henri has always had an eye for fashion.
I walk over to him, and he kisses me on both cheeks. “Looking gorgeous as
always, Buttercup. I can’t believe you still haven’t found a beau yet. Those
men are nothing but fools.”
I laugh because he says that every time.
“There’s nothing wrong with our Isabelle being particular,” Liza says. I
lean down and kiss her powdery cheek. She pinches mine in return, with a
teasing gleam in her eyes. “Although if she doesn’t hurry up and find herself a
man, her eggs will be as old and wrinkly as mine.”
“Darling,” my grandmother says, “your eggs withered away decades ago. As
did mine. But Isabelle has no need to worry about that. Thanks to modern
technology, she can freeze her eggs now, so they are still youthful for when
she’s ready to settle down with Mr. Perfect.”
I kiss her on the cheek and hug her. “I’m not interested in settling down
with a man. I’m too busy with my career.”
Okay, that’s not entirely true. My career hasn’t exactly traveled in the
direction I had envisioned it would when I obtained my political science
degree.
Before attending college, I had planned to be a human rights lawyer and
follow in my grandmother’s humanitarian footsteps. She was a popular film and
stage actress in the sixties and seventies and then switched to focus on her
philanthropic work.
She never went to law school. It was my father who pursued his law
degree—corporate, not human rights. It was my father who strongly encouraged me
to follow in his footsteps.
Except, being a lawyer wasn’t for me, I eventually realized.
A lifetime of legal talk sounded dull and uninspiring.
“That’s true,” Liza says. “It can’t be easy working for those five hot
men.” She fans herself.
“Any luck yet convincing your boss to promote you to an operative?”
Granny asks.
“Not yet. I know Liam wants to hire at least one female to join the team.
Possibly two. But he’s been too busy to even consider candidates.”
Plus there’s the matter of him wanting experienced individuals, which I’m
not. Or at least not experienced at the level he’s looking for.
“What you need to do is prove you’re fully capable of doing the job.”
“I know, but it’s not like I’ve had the opportunity to do that.” Other
than some minor tasks, like interviewing persons of interest who were more
likely to open up to a woman than a man.
But I want to do more than that. I want to be involved in the dangerous
missions. Like when the government hires the team for operations that require
outside assistance, beyond what the FBI and CIA can do.
The side of the company that the general public doesn’t know about.
As for the threesome’s original discussion about my love life—or rather,
lack of one—I’m not looking to find my own happily ever after. My father
cheated on my mother when I was a little kid. Mom never remarried after that.
Dad did. Four more times. His marriages tend to last as long as a harvest moon.
At most.
But I didn’t let this jade me against relationships. Not at first,
anyway. I’ve had boyfriends over the years. But none—except for one—lasted
long. Richard was a fellow political science major. The love of my life.
Until I found the love of my life going down on another woman. In our
bedroom.
He’d never gone down on me, so
my discovery was a double layer in the brick wall of disappointment.
I guess it was my fault for not kicking his sorry ass through the door
sooner. Even before the situation with the other woman, I knew deep down that
he wasn’t the right man for me.
For one, he hadn’t been a fan of the colored streaks in my hair (they
were purple back then). And he preferred that I didn’t speak my mind when I
accompanied him to the dinner parties his graduate school professors had
thrown.
He even hinted more than once that I should also go to grad school and
become a boring academic.
All right, he didn’t use the word boring.
That was all me.
A slight breeze blows a strand of hair into my face. I brush it behind my
ear and bite into the yummy croissant. “So what was so urgent that I needed to
rush over?”
Last time it was because she needed a fourth opinion on an outfit she was
wearing to a gala for the opening of an art gallery. It was exhibiting photos
by famous photographers—both alive and dead—that showcased the movie stars of
the past—also both alive and dead.
“Urgent” means something entirely different to me than it does for
Granny.
She exchanges a glance with Liza and Henri. They both rapidly nod their
encouragement. “I’ve got the perfect opportunity for you to prove to your boss
that you’ll be a great operative.”
“What opportunity?”
“An ex-boyfriend of mine needs your help.”
“Do I know him?” There have been a string of casual boyfriends since Grandpa’s
death.
“No. Bernard Bradshaw and I used to be an item before I became famous. He
was a director at the time, waiting for his big break. We dated for a few
years, but then he had an offer to work in Europe.”
“Okay, but what kind of help are we talking about?”
Henri picks up his teacup. “The kind of help that you and that tall glass
of hot stuff can give him, Buttercup.”
Granny grins. “He means Jayden. You and Jayden would be perfect for this
mission. And Bernard agreed with me when I told him about you two.”
“Great, but what exactly does he need help with?”
“Bernard would rather talk to you face-to-face about it—because of the
sensitive nature of what happened. But what I can tell you is that some
information might’ve been stolen from at least one guest while they were
staying at his resort. Bernard has several security guards employed there, but
he wanted to hire someone from the outside, in case it was an inside job.”
“What resort?”
“Paradise Springs Resort.”
“It’s in Huntington Beach,” Liza chimes in.
Granny nods. “That’s right. You and Jayden would be staying there. You’ll
love the place. The five-star resort is supposed to be incredible.” She’s
positively beaming as she tells me this.
“Jayden and the rest of the team are away on a mission,” I inform her.
“But I’ll call Bernard, and he and I can discuss what he needs from us.”
“He doesn’t want to talk about it on the phone. He has kind of grown
paranoid in his old age. He wants to talk to the two of you in person about the
case. He’s willing to fly you both down for the weekend. If not this weekend,
then I’m sure he will be happy to wait until Jayden returns home.”
“Jayden’s pretty busy for the next while.” As the firm’s office manager
and Jayden’s best friend, I am more than familiar with his schedule. “But I can
easily fly down and meet with Bernard.”
She shakes her head. “That won’t do. If you two agree to help him, you
will need to go undercover as guests at his resort.”
“Okay, I can do that. And I don’t need Jayden to join me for that.”
Henri chuckles. Liza giggles. “Buttercup, Paradise Springs Resort isn’t
the kind of place a single woman goes to, hoping to find her soul mate. It’s a
place where married couples go. Together.”
“That’s right. You and Jayden will go undercover as a happily married
couple.” For some reason, Granny looks almost pleased by this.
But I can’t imagine why.
“Why Jayden? The other men I work with are just as good at their jobs as
he is.” However, like Jayden, they’re also busy with other cases for a while.
“Yes, but from what you’ve told me, Jayden doesn’t want you to advance in
your career at the firm. This would be the ideal way to demonstrate to him that
you’re more than capable of doing the job. Just think about it. But I really do
think you’ll agree that you don’t want to miss out on this golden opportunity
to prove yourself to your boss.”
She has a point there.
“But what if Jayden doesn’t want to come with me?” Which is likely the
case if he believes the mission is too dangerous—for me.
Liza giggles again, for a reason only she’s privy to.
Or maybe it’s just me who’s clueless about the cause. The other two
appear to be in on the joke, their lips pressed together as though stifling
laughter.
“I’m sure, Buttercup, you can persuade him,” Henri says with a wink.
Author Bio
Born in
Brighton England, Stina Lindenblatt has lived in a number of countries,
including England, the US, Finland, and Canada. This would explain her mixed up
accent. She has a kinesiology degree and a MSc in sports biological sciences.
In addition to writing fiction, she loves photography, especially the close-up
variety, and currently lives in Calgary, Canada, with her husband and three
kids.

 

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PRE-ORDER NOW! Samantha (Ink-Fusions Book 2) by Penny Anglene, Genre: MC Romance, Contemporary, Standalone, Release Date: January 27, 2020

Title: Samantha
Series: Ink-Fusions Book 2
Author: Penny Anglene
Genre: MC Romance, Contemporary, Standalone
Release Date: January 27, 2020
Samantha
Abandoned at an orphanage as an infant, not allowed to be adopted out, I’ve always craved family, to belong. My life was about fighting and scratching for everything I wanted or needed. Seeing him, knowing he was what I wanted, I pursued him but why do I keep pushing him away when I know he is it for me. Trust is a big issue for me, If I can’t trust him, I’m going to lose him. With a life of hardships, it makes trust nearly impossible.
 
Dog
I watched her through windows and stalked her. She didn’t even know it. Then I introduced myself in the most unconventional way. Samantha is it for me. Now to make her see it. Then everything went to shit, it exploded all around us. Although I didn’t lie to her, omitting the truth was just as bad. What can I do to show her it’s not always like this. I need to make her see that I would love her unconditionally if she would just stop running.

“You are like kryptonite. Boom, then up in flames, baby,” he mutters in my ear with a slight chuckle.

I reach up and hold the side of his face in my palm and stroke it. I reach up and kiss his lips so softly. “I’ll be back in a minute okay?” I say with a sad face.

I look at all of them. “I ain’t no fucking shrew. I may be a bitch at times, but I’m not a fucking shrew.

 
 
 
 
 
 
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Pre-Order/Release Blitz: Wicked Warden (Vicious Vipers 1) by Lynn Burke, MC Romance is Releasing January 14th 2020!

Title: Wicked Warden
Series: Vicious Vipers 1
Author: Lynn Burke
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 14, 2020
He’s the only man my father can trust when the cartel attempts to take us out. A vicious motorcycle gang member, he’s deadly with his fists and firearms.
 
He’s also the bastard responsible for my mother’s death.
 
I’m the one who’ll make him pay. A too-young, too-innocent woman he lusts after but refuses to touch.
 
He might believe he’s strong enough to withstand my plans for retaliation, but I will bring him to his knees and have my revenge.
 
Even if my heart dies along with his.
“We have to go.” Dad tugged me toward the exit. “Stick to my heels—don’t look at anyone, don’t speak to anyone.”
I nodded dumbly, using my free hand to swipe tears from my cheeks in an attempt to be the strong woman he wanted. If only he’d have offered a quick hug—the thing I always longed for and never received—the fortifying sense of having firm ground to stand upon, to depend upon outside of monetary means.
“The car’s at the end of the alleyway. You’ll get in the back, lay down, and stay down until I say.”
I nodded again, knowing to never argue with Dad’s commands.
One last quick scan of my face and he turned, grasping the exit door’s handle. Dad peeked out head moving left then right. “Stay close,” he whispered, pulling the door open far enough for us to slip through.
I stepped out into the dark after him, my breath loud in my ears as cold bit at my exposed, over-heated skin. Dad’s dress shoes slapped on the sidewalk, my heels clicking as we hurried up the alleyway.
A crowd still stood at the front of the club, but Dad pushed through, people closing back in behind us as we fought to get to the car.
I kept my focus on his tense shoulders rather than scan the crowd for faces I might recognize—my guards, or his men from the compound I’d called home. Every muscle inside me trembled, shaking my limbs. The second we escaped the throng, he headed toward a tan car I didn’t recognize, his head in constant motion as he scanned the immediate area.
Dad grasped the car’s back door handle.
Pop!
“Get in!” he shouted as people began screaming behind us.
He yanked open the door, and I dove in headfirst, my heart in my throat.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…
I curled up on the cloth seat, hugging my knees to my chest, trembling from fear as much as the cold.
Another gunshot sounded, and Dad slammed the door behind me.
Please be okay… I clenched my eyelids shut.
A third shot sounded through the ringing in my ears, and I bit my lip to keep from shrieking, curling even tighter into myself. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I held my breath … waiting. Needing Dad to be okay. Needing him to get in the car and take me far away from the shit.
The driver door tore open, and a quick peek revealed Dad hopping in.
“Fuck!” He pulled away from the curb like a bat out of hell, tires squealing beneath us, and I clenched my eyes shut again, trying to still my breathing and calm the fuck down. Rather than spew a million questions and distract Dad as he muttered curses and sped down one road after another, I kept quiet except for sniffles when my nose threatened to drip.
Violence came with Dad’s line of business. I’d learned that first hand, and the aftermath of that war had left me without a mother, left my father broken and shut down toward his only living relative—me.
The only daughter.
The only heir to the fortune and empire he’d built from running drugs with a cartel I wished I didn’t know anything about.
“Shaun!” Dad barked. “Get your seat belt on. Now.”
He swerved, and a car sped alongside us as I sat up. Two men sat in the front, neither of which I recognized.
The one in the passenger seat raised a gun.
“Gun!” I shrieked, and Dad slammed on the brakes.
Lower lip between my teeth, I slid out of the shoulder strap and laid back down, curling up as tight as I could.
Dad stomped on the gas again.
Metal scraped—the car shifted.
Dad cursed low and long…
We sped up. He slammed the brakes again enough to tumble me off the seat had I not had the belt across my lap. More speed, more metal screeching—tears and snot mingled on my face, but I couldn’t be bothered to care.
I’d always thought keeping my eyes closed as a child meant no one could see me, that I hid in my own little world. Untouchable. Invincible.
I’d learned the day Mom died, the closing of one’s eyes couldn’t shield one from the horrors in life.
The car suddenly shifted—spun.
I bit my lip, tasting blood as I whimpered.
Sounds of screeching—metal smashing—a loud explosion.
Our car came to a standstill, silence engulfing the air around us.

 

© Lynn Burke 2018
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

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COVER REVEAL & Pre-Order Available: Enchanted By The Earth by Dora Blume, Genre: Fantasy, Release Date: February 25th

 
Title: Enchanted By The Earth 
Author: Dora Blume 
Genre: Fantasy 
Cover Design: Kim Cunnigham Atlantis Book Design
Release Date: February 25th
 
 
 

 

 

 
A Vengeful God. An army who’s out to kill. A witch who discovered her powers yesterday.
Will she be able to master her powers to help her sisters and save herself?


Ivey returns home, ready to start her life after college. Preston is being pressured by his shifter family to settle down already. Neither of them are ready to battle a God or his morrigan army.

When Ivey’s attacked in the parking lot where she works, Preston comes to her rescue. Morrigans are hunting her and only Preston’s fierce shifter pack can protect her from the evil warlocks looking to kill her and her fellow siblings.

Kaira and Skyler find her in time to explain her role in the battle against the God. But is there more to the story than any of the sister’s know? When Hecate disappears, they don’t know who to go to for help.

How will they escape the Morrigans, find Hecate, and continue on their quest to defeat the evil God who threatens all their lives?

Find out in the thrilling third installment of the Enchanted by the Craft Series.

 

 

 

 
Dora Blume is a middle school English teacher by day, writer by night. She tends to write spunky, bad-ass female characters. She has an Urban Fantasy series called The Shikari. It’s filled with quirky characters on a quest to save the world from demons. Her second series is Enchanted by the Craft series. Five siblings are on a race to stop the God before he destroys the world. 
 
Being a teacher, she couldn’t help but write a young adult drama. Haunted by a Moment is a dramatic novel about a girl who’s life is falling apart. She’s trying to pick up the pieces before she goes mad. It’s about the darker side of being a teenager.
 
In her spare time, Dora reads a ton of books and enjoys a good hard cider. She loves to read as much or more than she loves to write. She lives with her two dogs in beautiful, albeit cold, Minnesota. 
 

 

 
 
 

 

PRE-ORDER NOW! Take Me to Bed Bedtime Quickies Collection, Genre: Multi-Genre, Release Date: February 25, 2020

 

Title: Take Me to Bed

Bedtime Quickies Collection

Genre: Multi-Genre

Release Date: February 25, 2020
Blurb
Got time for a Quickie?Grab your ereader and snuggle up with your favorite authors as they come
together to bring you a collection like no other.

From steamy to sweet, contemporary to paranormal, and
everything in between, you won’t want to miss hooking up with these exclusive
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Pre-Order Now! Reckless Abandon (A Beautiful Liar Book 1) by J.N. Owens, Genre: Contemporary Romance is Releasing on December 20th 2019!

Title: Reckless Abandon
Series: A Beautiful Liar Book 1
Author: J.N. Owens
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 20, 2019
Lies…. Deceit…and a love to withstand it all…
 
Finley Carson has spent her entire life focused on her career, never stopping to take time for herself and avoiding relationships at all cost. 
 
Six years ago she met the man of her dreams. Noah Beckett was amazing. He was handsome, smart, and her teacher. They spend one steamy night together before she moved thousands of miles away to begin her career, leaving her with an unfillable void.
 
Now, she’s an established pediatrician, preparing for a conference when the handsome and charming stranger, Scott Oliver walks into her life. He seems perfect, but for some reason she feels an emptiness. And when things don’t add up with Scott she tries to convince herself it’s paranoia, or her lack of relationship experience. But Scott is not who he claims to be.
 
When Finley reconnects with Noah, it’s as if no time passed. It’s instantaneous. But Scott won’t be deterred that easily.
 
Will Finley and Noah’s relationship be strong enough to handle what Scott has planned for them? Or will Noah have to save them both.
J.N. Owens is a new author, born and raised in southern Mississippi. Her life has been filled with so much crazy she decided to take it and turn it into some amazing dark suspenseful romantic comedies. After all, if you can’t laugh at yourself, what can you laugh at? She spent her life getting lost if the fantasy world of books, she loves all different genres. It has been her dream to be an author and she finally decided to make that dream a reality. 

 

 

 

When she isn’t writing she is spending time with her amazing husband and three wild kids. She is a committed Friends fan and lover of Greys Anatomy and Harry Potter. She loves all kinds of movies from romance to action. 
 
She comes from a huge family that loves to get together for absolutely no reason at all. She will love to talk to you anytime, anywhere. So feel free to contact her. She is on Facebook, Instagram, pinterest, and Spotify. 
 
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📝Review📝: NO SAINT by Jo Raven, #DarkYA/NARomance, Release Date: November 26th 2019 ~ Pre-Order limited time; price will increase on release day!

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NO SAINT

By
Jo Raven

Genres:  #DarkRomance #Romance #Bullying #YARomance *This book may have some triggers if you are sensitive to Child abuse (Talked about in past)

My Rating:  4 to 4.5

Cover:  5  *This cover is a very good depiction of Ross.

Publication:  November 26th 2019

Read:  November 17th 2019  *Review copy provided by author

POV:  First-person dual perspectives

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Synopsis:

Meet the infamous Ross, black sheep of the family and bully extraordinaire.
I drink too much, smoke too much, screw around. I’ve hurt people, been in and out of prison. I’m a bastard, a beast.
I’m a goddamn bundle of joy.
I mean, my own dad tried to kill me, what does that tell you?
Then again, my dad did kill my mom, so maybe it isn’t just me. Who the hell knows.
The world sucks and I’m giving it the finger in every damn way, except…
Except there’s a girl. Pretty. Hot. Clever. She didn’t get the memo – that she should hate me, shun me, kick me when I’m down. That the world screwed us all over. She believes in the future – and sometimes she seems to even believe in me.
Big mistake. I’m bad news. I made her suffer in the past, and nothing has changed. I’m not an angel, not a saint. No good.
But for some reason I don’t get, I can’t let her go down with me. I find myself trying to be better for her, pretending to be someone I’m not.
And if that doesn’t ring some damn big alarm bells regarding my sanity, well… then I’m done already.

* This is the story of Ross, half-brother to Octavia, Gigi and Merc, set in the Wild Men series *

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📝My Review📝:

No SaintNo Saint by Jo Raven

Between 4 & 4.5 Stars.
I have been a huge fan of this author for a very long time. It needs to be said because I might be a little biased. She hasn’t written a book that I didn’t love. Her heroes are so damaged and broken. Their pasts are some of the most horrific I’ve ever read. Jo Raven is not afraid to cross boundaries. Her books are not for you if you’re looking for a sugary read. I guarantee your heart will break and you will be so angry. So, so angry for what her heroes have suffered. And in No Saint, that applies in excess. You have to wonder how these young men survive the lot life has dealt them. They survive because they are strong heroes with strong heroines who will support and love them unconditionally.

In No Saint,Ross Jones is just surviving his days and nights. This isn’t easy to do when he is constantly tormented. The bully is being bullied. We met Ross early on in the Wild Men series when we were first introduced to Octavia. This book can be read as a standalone, however, I highly recommend you read the previous books. Ross has been an important and complex part of each and knowing about who he was will help you understand him. Maybe forgive him too.

Without giving you details, I found a few circumstances in this book to be unrealistic which is why I’m between 4 & 4.5 stars. But this is just my opinion so please take this lightly and decide for yourself. In addition, I wanted to see the antagonists in this book get what they deserved on the pages and not just an afterthought at the end.

Can bullies be forgiven? Can I forgive Ross for all the suffering he has caused? I wasn’t sure that I could. Fortunately, the author painted the pictures of Ross’s past which put me front and center at his own suffering. God, I wanted to hold him and hug him to me tightly. Fortunately, Ross had Luna and after she dealt with her own anger in regards to Ross’s bullying, she helped him to heal. She became his support. Support which he desperately needed. One of the aspects I appreciated was how the author grew and developed Ross and Luna’s characters. There was a lot of pain, a lot of history between them. It took a while before Luna could forgive Ross but not before she understood him.

This book is dark and intense. Very passionate, very sad and sometimes violent. But I promise, you will sigh with great relief and happiness in the end.

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

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📝Review📝: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 5 Stars to Curves Ahead by Andi Jaxon! Release Date: October 16th 2019!

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Curves Ahead

By
Andi Jaxon

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Genre:  #DarkRomance #EnemiesToLovers #Triggers #ChildAbuse

My Rating:  5

Cover:  5

Publication:  October 16th 2019

Read:  October 6th 2019  *Review copy provided by Author

POV:  First-person dual perspectives

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Curves Ahead Synopsis:

Being a manwhore, Alexander has a reputation, a hard exterior that no woman has been able to crack. He’s a damn good cop, family man, and all round protector.

When the only woman who has been able to infiltrate that exterior gets in the line of fire, will he finally be able to let go of his fears, his past, and let her in completely, to be the hero that she needs?

Kristen is beginning to free herself from the hold of her parents – living life on her own terms. Until her nightmares become a harsh and frightening reality. She’s forced to ask for help from a family she never knew she had.

Can she resist Alexander and the sparks that fly during their little sparring matches, or will she surrender herself to the smooth talking cop that sets her soul on fire?

It’s Curves Ahead for these two… buckle up and enjoy the ride!

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📝My Review📝: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

Curves AheadCurves Ahead by Andi Jaxon

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Oh, wow! This book… incredible, intense and emotional. Tragic and heartbreaking.

Andi Jaxon is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. Her writing is magical and she is not afraid to cross boundaries of any kind. That’s right…..she goes there! I’ll warn you now that this book is NOT a fluffy romance! It is gut-wrenching, angsty and suspenseful. I’ll also warn you this book is heavy on triggers. While the most graphic of the abuse stems from memories, that won’t matter to your heart. You will be effected.

Alex and Kristin…….
The prior book to this one features Alex’s twin brother Alistair and Kristin’s best friend Ben. That book was also intense in very similar ways. Both books stand alone, however you will have a better reading experience if you read Learning Curve before or even after.

This is one of those times where I can’t say too much in my review. I don’t want to chance giving away, not even one tiny detail. There are moments you won’t understand, moments you won’t even see coming, moments your heart will break and most definitely, moments you will be fiercely angry. Not even justice being served will ease your soul.

Alex is a police officer. Because of circumstances in his past, Alex does not want to get to close to anyone. Especially a woman. He has a reputation of being with a lot of women which is one of the reasons, Kristin hates him so passionately. But as you know, there is a fine line between love and hate. Kristin and Alex become close and slowly become more than friends. One of the aspects I loved about this book was that these two didn’t become a couple until later; their relationship slowly morphing from enemies to friends to more.

I would describe this book as an enemies to lovers, dark romance trope with a huge helping of angst.

Kristin has her own demons. Or should I say nightmares. Kristin is dealing with so much and her reoccurring nightmares are starting to bleed into her daily life. Fear is prominent but she doesn’t understand why and when we find out, neither Kristin or the reader will be prepared.

I promise you this book has a wonderful ending, but not before this couple travel through the worst of Hell. I absolutely recommend this dark, intense, and emotional read. The writer’s flow is perfect: you won’t be able to put this book down. Andi Jaxon is definitely an author you should check out!

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

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📝Review📝: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 5 Stars to A Cowboy Under The Misteltoe by Jessica Clare ~ #HolidayRomance is releasing October 15th 2019 ~ “A Must Read!”

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“This was a fantasic book, and I highly recommend it!”

A Cowboy Under the Mistletoe

By
Jessica Clare

Genre:  #romance #HolidayRomance #ChristmasRomance #ExMilitary 

My Rating:  5

Cover:  5

Publication:  October 15th 2019

Read:  August 26th 2019  *Review Copy provided via NetGalley

POV:  Third-person alternating perspectives

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Synopsis:  A Cowboy Under the Mistletoe

‘Tis the season for starting over for one military man turned cowboy in this new novel by the New York Times bestselling author of The Cowboy and His Baby.

Former Navy master-at-arms Jason Clements is down on his luck and calling in one last favor. His cousin has secured him a job opportunity as a cowboy working at Price Ranch in Wyoming. Too bad Jason has never even saddled a horse. If he can keep this job without his PTSD getting in the way, it’ll be a Christmas miracle.

Local busybody Sage Cooper loves Painted Barrel something fierce, but it’s time for her to move on. Since her father passed away, the family ranch feels too big for just her, and there’s no chance of finding a husband in this small town. To the rest of the world, she’s just another local fixture, known for her closet full of ugly Christmas sweaters and being perpetually single.

It isn’t until Jason shows up in desperate need of a cowboy crash course that Sage discovers a tall, dark, and handsome reason to stick around. And with the holidays coming up, Sage is in need of a date for a special event—maybe they’ll turn out to be each other’s best Christmas present.

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📝My Review📝: 🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄

A Cowboy Under the MistletoeA Cowboy Under the Mistletoe by Jessica Clare

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Oh, I loved this book so much!
Why haven’t I read this author before now?
If I could give this book more than five stars, I certainly would. This author wrote in a way that tugged every one of my heartstrings. At some point we all say, “every now and then a certain book will come along and once you finish, you are left will long sigh, a huge smile and a feeling like you’ve been awarded something special,” Well that was A Cowboy Under The Mistletoe for me. A truly endearing, heartwarming, poignant story. I am absolutely going to put time aside and read more from Jessica Clare.

Sage and Jason…..
This is a story that you’ll need to experience each emotion your own, so I’m not going to tell you anything that will take away from that. Sorry, no spoilers.

Sage grew up in a small Wyoming town called Painted Barrel. While she is friends with everyone in town, Sage still feels very much alone. Sage made a decision that once the Spring rolled around, she would sell her ranch and move on to a larger town where she can start over and hopefully find love. With her longtime crush (never noticing her for more than his friend) getting married, Sage realizes she needs a change. It’s time.

Jason Clements has a story. An endearingly, heartbreaking story. He desperately wants to fit in, wants to finally call someplace home rather than jumping around from job to job. Employment is something Jason is struggling with due to his PTSD. While Sage had me sad for her loneliness, Jason’s story had my heart bleeding. That said, I really appreciated how the author wrote his struggles so I could experience them with him. I was sad when he was sad. When Jason was afraid, I was scared with him. And when he found love, I was teary-eyed, not to mention, relieved.

This book was so perfect for a Christmas romance.

I don’t want to say anything more other than this is a must read and I recommend you check it out when it releases mid-October. This book will leave you truly feeling warm and exudes that special feeling that is in the air around the holiday season. A Cowboy Under The Mistletoe has all the feels, and then some.

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

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