mercredi 27 septembre 2017

REDEMPTION BY Michelle Horst: Release Blitz




Title: Redemption
Series: Men of Honor #2
Author: Michelle Horst
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 27, 2017



Blurb

She barged her way into my life and demanded that I be her friend. That was the best day of my life. The day Quinn took one look at my sorry ass, and decided I needed her.

She was right. I can’t live a day without her smile. She’s my heart and soul. I’ve become her shadow, always threatening any guy that dares to even look at her.

I’ve fallen for my best friend.  I wish I’d told her sooner how much I love her.

I was only five minutes late. That’s all it took for him to take her.
He ripped the sun right out of my life.

In the darkest of nights, even your shadow leaves you. Those are the only words she’s spoken to me since that night. They haunt me, a constant echo in the emptiness left behind. 

Because of him, she now fears me. But I’ll be patient with her.
I’ll get my sunshine back once I’ve dealt with him.
He’s had a taste of her and just like me, he’s addicted.
He’ll come for her again and when he does, I’m going to make him suffer.

I’m a Jackson. I’ve learned from the best. He’s a dead man walking and I’m the Grim Reaper.







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mardi 26 septembre 2017

SCANDALOUS (SINNERS OF SAINT #3) by L.J. Shen : Release Blitz + Review

Scandalous (Sinners of Saint, #3)Scandalous by L.J. Shen
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

With this last installment in the Sinners of Saint series, L.J. Shen surpassed all her other works. 

Be it thanks to an exceptional characterisation, a suspenseful plot that left me wondering for a good while, or all the feelings it brought out of me, I loved it.


At first I thought Edie was a little brat trying to get back at her parents, or maybe just trying to kill the time, but that's so not what she was. At 18, she is feisty, sassy, reckless but also such a mature young woman! She is thoughtful,  determined, clever, she looks out for people who might need her.

Trent wasn't the asshole I expected him to be, being a Hothole and all. To say is his nice and sweet would be lying, though, but he is so much more than just broody and "mute"... I haven't seen such a masterfully portrayed character in a long time. Multi - layered, I kept falling in love with him a little more with each chapter... what got my attention was his relationship with her daughter, which pretty much held all the story together.  Thinking of Luna, she is the only little girl character that, IMHO, and in all the books I have read, was a total success. Her role in Scandalous was as important as Trent's or Edie's, and she was just perfect. I loved how conflicted Edie and Trent were, about their relationship, and their own private lives, and at the same time how evident it all became when they were around Luna. 


Intensity, smoking hot chemistry, sweet moments, swoon-worthy scenes, a scandal ready to explode, situations thet will make you scream of rage (or frustration), don't wait any longer, Scandalous is the book you are waiting for in this series, it's just magnificent!!!


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Scandalous, the highly anticipated next standalone in the Sinners of Saint Series by LJ Shen is LIVE!

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Scandalous by LJ Shen

Publishing Date: September 29th, 2017

Genre: Contemporary Romance

They call him The Mute for a reason.

Hard, cold and calculated, he rarely speaks.

When he does, it’s with disdain.

When he does, his words aren’t meant for me.

When he does, my stomach flips and my world tilts on its axis.

He is thirty-three.

I am eighteen.

He’s a single dad and my father’s business partner.

I’m just a kid to him and his enemy’s daughter.

He’s emotionally unavailable.

And I am…feeling. Feeling things I shouldn’t feel for him.

Trent Rexroth is going to break my heart. The writing isn’t just on the wall, it’s inked on my soul.

And yet, I can’t stay away.

A scandal is the last thing my family needs. But a scandal is what we’re going to give them.

And oh, what a beautiful chaos it will be.

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L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat. Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards. She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed. LJSHEN.jpg

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Taking Avery (LILITH'S ARMY MC #1) by D.H. Sidebottom & Ker Dukey

Taking Avery (Lilith’s Army MC, #1)Taking Avery by D.H. Sidebottom


Taking Avery is the first installment in the LILITH'S ARMY MC by the duo Ker Dukey and D.H. Sidebottom. If you are familiar with their work, you know that when you start one of the or books, you'll be in for some insane stuff... yet, it's not at the feeling I had reading this one. Don't get me wrong, there are gruesome scenes and very dark moments, but I found that the general tone was lighter than what I'm used to with them.

Avery is 18 and the princess of the Fallen Cutters MC. After her and her friends are being attacked at the gas station, she is kidnapped by the rival MC, The Lilit'h's Army. She then encounters the completely unhinged Brenner, his brother Slade (aka Frost) and Tank their dad.
The two MC have been at peace for several months, that's why Tank wants to maintain that peace and protect his son from Grip's (avery's farther) wrath and proposes a deal to Avery, one she has no choice but to accept.
She finds herself on the road in Slade's company, and to be honest, the way things evolve between those two wasn't t what I expected at all.
Avery is young and feisty but at the same time rather innocent and self-conscious. She understand why she has to comply but at the same time, can't help but challenge Slate.
Slade, 10 years older than her is a well developped character. As the son of the Prez, he is ruthless and demands respect, he follows the rules of his MC. His loyalty is for his family and his club before everything else. But he is caring and gentle, sweet with Avery. Not one to really appreciate living in the MCNOLDY compound, he lives in a nice home, even enjoys cooking, etc... There is a duality in him that I found very interesting.

I appreciated that although the chemestry between them is undeniable, they took their time and he certainly didn't force himself on her. Respect, empathy become the base of their relationship. Avery's hilarious comebacks mixed with Slade's hot innuendos were really entertaining.
It doesn't mean that Taking Every isn't very intense and passionate, though!!!!

After a while though, I started wondering where the authors were going to take us; Then, bam, suddenly, the dynamic of the book totally changed and turned darker. Violence, after deceit, after betrayals, family ties and royalties are tested in an action packed ending that left me reeling and in need of the next book Finding Rhiannon!

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lundi 25 septembre 2017

GUN SHY by Lili St Germain : Chapter Reveal
























































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A stand alone psychological thriller.



HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL?

In the middle of a fierce snowstorm in Gun Creek, Nevada, seventeen-year-old Jennifer Thomas disappears without a trace.

The second girl in nine years.

Identical cases. Identical conditions. Only last time, the girl was found. Dead, stuffed in a well beside the creek that feeds the town's water supply.

The killer was never found.

As the small town mobilizes and searches for newly vanished Jennifer Thomas, one suspect comes to the fore. But did he do it? Or is there something else at play? Something nobody could have anticipated?

For Jennifer's friend Cassie Carlino, the worst is yet to come. As she pins MISSING posters to store windows and joins the search, she begins to suspect that Jennifer's disappearance might be much closer to her than she could have ever imagined.






















CASSIE

The center of town is teeming with reporters when we arrive. The mood is somber, self-conscious, even. Can an entire town be collectively self-conscious? They’re shy, that’s for sure. We don’t get a whole lot of visitors in Gun Creek. Certainly not ones who stick microphones in your face and blast you with questions while you’re still half-asleep.
Damon parks the patrol car right across the front doors of the police station, his face drawn and tense. It must be a fucking nightmare, being in charge of an entire town like this. Especially when something like this happens.
I can only imagine how bad things are going to get at home if they don’t find this girl soon.
“These people are fucking vultures,” he mutters, and I make a noise signaling my agreement. He gets out, opening my door for me.
I muster up a plastic smile as Damon holds out my purse, the strap dangling on his outstretched finger.
“Thanks,” I say, taking the bag and slinging it over my shoulder. I put my oversized dollar-store sunglasses on my face, the day already too bright for me to bear.
“You okay?” Damon asks.
“Always,” I reply, walking away from him before he can say anything else. I should ask him if he’s okay, but that would mean pretending that I care.
I have something important that I need, something immediate.
I’m an asshole because I know I should care about the fact that a girl I’ve grown up with is missing, but I have more pressing personal matters.
I need to take care of myself, first. I head for the diner, fifty feet away, already late for my shift. I push past reporters, hanging eagerly at the doors they’re forbidden to cross. They have to hover outside in the snow for their pound of flesh, their soundbites, their newsworthy quotes from Jennifer’s distraught friends and family. I see Casey Mulligan, a girl I went to school with, twirling a strand of long blonde hair around her finger as she musters up a couple of fat tears for a news camera, and it strikes me, just like last time, that the people who get the most attention in this world are the ones who least deserve it.
Still, I’m glad it’s not me. Last thing I want is a camera in my face. I slip by, unassisted, unseen, an invisible girl with a hollow spot inside me. I notice the crates of milk that get delivered to Dana’s every morning are still stacked out front and I grab one as I approach, throwing my purse on top and bracing my stomach muscles to carry the thirty-odd pounds worth of liquid weight. One of our regulars holds the door open for me and I smile in thanks, lugging the milk crate through the diner and toward the cold storage out back.
I’m making my way down the main entrance, past rows of tables and customers talking feverishly about Jennifer, my arms full of milk bottles when it happens.
I see him. Him.
I stop.
My arms stop functioning. I drop everything; the milk crate, my purse, my practiced neutral expression. The purse wafts to the floor, the milk bottles hurtle down with an unceremonious crash, and blue plastic lids burst off and go skittering in every direction.
I sink to my knees, in shock. People are looking at me, but I don’t pay attention to them. I’m too busy fixated on the green-eyed ghost standing in front of me. The splinters in my knees sting like fire-ant bites, and I curl my legs to the side, coming to a sitting position.
“Shit!” Leo says, dropping his backpack to the ground and crouching in front of me. “Cass. Cassie. Are you okay?”
My entire body is alight, little pinpricks along my skin that make me dizzy. The feeling spreads like wildfire, across my chest and through my limbs until I’m overwhelmed and frozen on the spot, sitting on my ass in the middle of the diner, voices and whispers all around.
I watch in fascination as milk spreads in a puddle in front of me, like spilled blood. It rushes at me like a miniature tsunami as a painful buzz begins in my head.
“You’re gonna pass out,” Leo says, his words sounding far away as he reaches out a hand to help me up. “Jesus, Cassie, you’re white as a sheet.”
I hold my hand out, the conviction in my reach laughable, and it’s like that moment of electricity that people talk about. I can feel it build in my fingertips, that arc of some invisible thing that wants to join with his invisible thing, but then a hand wraps around my wrist and yanks my arm away before I can make contact with the boy — no, with the man — I thought was still in prison.
“Did he hurt you?” Damon’s voice in my ear breaks my dream-like state. I open my mouth to say something and decide against it, swallowing air instead. I shake my head.
“How’d you get on the ground?” Damon asks, shaking me a little.
“She fell down,” Leo says, his arm no longer outstretched. He takes a step away from me, and Jesus, it hurts. He looks anguished. “She dropped the milk and she fell down.” I can’t stop looking at him. I can’t bear to look at him.
The milk has reached me. It seeps across my right knee, curled underneath me; the backs of my thighs, my palms. It’s ice cold, and I can feel myself shaking.
Damon is crouched next to me, his hand on my cheek, diverting my attention to him. “Are you all right, Cassie?” he asks, helping me to my feet, his tone gathering more urgency with each question I don’t answer. Amanda is picking up the milk bottles beside us, piling them high in her arms as I continue to stare at Leo. He’s… different. He has tattoos now. He looks exactly the same but entirely reconstructed. He’s eight years older, I realize. A third of his life, gone. A third of mine. It feels like it’s been forever. It feels like it’s been no time at all.
Deputy Chris appears, looking between me and Leo with uncertainty. Why didn’t anyone tell me? How the hell did Leo just materialize from thin air in the Grill?
“Cassie,” Damon snaps, and I know he means business.
I nod. “I’m fine. I’m okay.” I think of where I was going before I saw fucking Leo. Pills. Purge. “I need a minute.”
“I’ll take you home,” Damon says, his hand on the small of my back as he starts to guide me toward the front doors. I panic, pushing him away.
“You have a missing girl to find,” I say quickly. “I’m fine, really. I just need some aspirin.” And a fucking gun, so I can put myself out of my misery.
“I’ll walk you there,” Damon says, ever the hero. If they only knew, I think to myself, as Amanda opens the staff room door and ushers us inside.
“Give us a minute,” Damon says, giving Amanda a concerned look. She nods, closing the door and waiting out in the hallway as Damon closes the blinds and twists the lock on the door.
“Didn’t think he’d have the balls to show his face in public,” Damon says, and that’s when I understand.
I feel the blood drain from my cheeks as I realize. He knew. He knew Leo would be here today. I ask him with my eyes, searching, imploring. His expression tells me everything.
“You could have warned me,” I whisper.
His eyes narrow. “I considered it. Figured it was better you didn’t know in advance.” He pauses. “Didn’t expect you to fall to your knees in front of him.”
“Fuck you,” I seethe.
Damon’s jaw twitches. “I’m sorry,” he offers, almost as if he’s suggesting an apology rather than delivering one.
I reach for the lock, twisting it and cracking the door open. The temporary quiet we’ve had is pierced by the excited noise of a diner who’s just witnessed the tragic reunion of two star-crossed lovers, or maybe they’re all just gossiping about the missing girl.
“Jennifer,” I hiss at Damon. One word. It works. He shakes his head, his blue eyes fucking burning with anger, but he leaves.
Holy shit. As soon as he’s gone, I close the door again. I don’t bother locking it — who’s going to find me in here? Leo’s long gone if he’s got any sense, and as much as I don’t care about anything, the thought of Amanda having to mop up the milk I spilled makes me so fucking guilty I can barely breathe.
Pills. Purge. Yes.
I go into the staff bathroom, a small tiled square off the main staff room, and start to throw up as soon as the door is closed. I don’t even need to stick my finger down my throat — I’m so full of adrenaline from seeing Leo, I just open my mouth and everything comes out. It’s the kind of vomit that gets in your nose and burns behind your eyes and makes you cry with the way it chokes you.
When I’ve emptied my stomach and I stop gagging, I clean myself up, my head feeling like it might split in two. I’m so hot I think I might burst into flames. I take off my cardigan, my fingers clumsy and damp, and use it to wipe my face.
Pills. Yes. I go back out to the staff room, seeking whatever pharmaceutical bliss I can rummage up from my staff locker. I didn’t switch the overhead lights on when I first came in, and the windowless cave is dim, the only illumination coming from the slightly ajar bathroom door and the fluorescent strips that line its ceiling.
The staff room is empty. Except… it’s not.
Leo. He’s here. Somehow, the only person here with me is the one person I shouldn’t be anywhere near.
He looks at me with eyes that have seen violence since I last gazed into them. I know because I recognize the hardness inside his soul; it matches mine.
My face is a blank canvas, but inside I’m screaming.
Not with fear. With longing. And shame. I want the boy who destroyed everything to pick me up and take me into the bathroom and put his hands all over me. I want him to erase every trace of the last decade. Under my shirt, my nipples stiffen, and shame pools in my belly.
I shouldn’t want to be anywhere near this boy after what he did, but I do.
“I’m sorry,” Leo says. His voice. Oh, God. I don’t remember his voice being that fucking beautiful. It’s deep and full and if it were a food, it’d be honey. He’s not a boy anymore. He’s a man now. A stranger.
His face falls as he gestures to my stomach, concerned. “You have blood on your shirt,” he says, pointing from a safe distance. “Did you cut yourself when you fell?” He looks remorseful. Like he thinks the blood on my shirt is his fault.
My heart sinks. I shake my head tightly, tears springing to my eyes.
“Not my blood,” I say, my voice coming out like a squeak. Leo looks confused.
“The dog,” I stammer. “Rox. She — she—”
“I saw her yesterday,” Leo says, his eyes wide as he looks from my eyes to the blood on my shirt. I didn’t even realize it was there. I’d been wearing my sweater until I took it off just now.
“She’s dead,” I say. “I’m sorry.”
Leo takes a step back. Something passes over his face, a darkness, a fleeting suspicion. “How?” he asks.
I don’t know how to answer that. So I don’t. I push past him and start walking to the kitchen, as fast as I can, because I don’t have an answer for him. My shoulder burns from where I grazed his arm on the way out of the staff room. He might have ruined my life, destroyed my family, taken my future in one careless night — but Leo Bentley still makes me burn like hellfire.

















Lili writes dark, delicious romance full of love, lust and revenge. Her USA Today Bestselling Gypsy Brothers series focuses on a morally bankrupt biker gang and the young woman who seeks her vengeance upon them. The Cartel series is a trilogy that explores the beginnings of the club, published through HarperCollins.

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UNHINGED (Amado Brothers #3) by Natasha Knight: Release Blitz + Review

UnhingedUnhinged by Natasha Knight
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Who doesn't like a good enemies to lovers story?
Of the Amado brothers, Zach is the younger and certainly the most trouble.
A terrible night two years ago left him scarred inside and outside.Left for dead, he recovered thanks to the help of a doctor and his son. Now back in the US, he is out for revenge and most of all, answers. Answers he is sure Eve, another survivor of this night has.

Eve is now living, or rather existing, grieving her three brothers. She doesn't has friends, keeps to herself.
When Zach barges into her life, she is in for a crazy ride!!!
"Being with me is going to get her killed. Because I’m a dead man walking."

Tension, stress, angst, action packed, Unhinged is going to make your head spin. From Denver to Beirut, this fast paced story kept me alert from start to the end.

Zach lost sight of what's right and wrong after this fateful night of betrayal, nothing will keep him from getting his answers. On a mission, he isn't afraid to use the means needed to get what he wants. And this becomes all the more interesting when he retrieves props from his dufflebag, hehe!!! Eve is a determined, strong and feisty woman, but she will soon know better than to provoque Zach. Will that she her, though????
Raw characters, rough scenes, and the sparks are flying between Eve and Zach. Be prepared for some torrid scenes!
“Be a good girl. Stay wet for me. And when I get back, I’ll let you sit on my face and I’ll lick your pussy until you come.”
“Be a bad girl and I’ll spank your ass, then have you suck my cock until you choke on my cum. All while your tight little pussy aches for it.”


As the story unfolds, more questions arise, alliances are tested and loyalties will be unveiled.

I now need to read Betrayal, I'm so intrigued about the dynamics and the stakes that happened two years ago!

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Title: Unhinged
Author: Natasha Knight
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: September 25, 2017



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Eve

Two years ago, I made a deal with the devil. That night, I lost everything. That night, I thought he’d died.

But he’s back. Risen, like Lazarus, from the dead. And he’s dark. Darker than he was before. More dangerous. Unhinged. A scarred, tattooed savage.

The way he looks at me, it should terrify me, but I’m drawn to him, to his intensity. Consumed by it. By him. Even though I know if I’m not careful, his obsession will destroy me.

Zach

I should have died that night two years ago. My mistake cost my men their lives. It should have cost me mine. But I survived. And the day I learned she did too, I made it my mission to find her.

I sought her out. Tracked her. Shadowed her every move. I’ve been inside her home. Eaten her food. Drank her liquor. I’ve stood beside her bed and watched her sleep.

She has so many secrets, and I know one of them. It’s the one where our pasts collided. The one that destroyed me.

And it’s the reason I’ve come for her.

I never intended to touch her, but I did. And now that I’ve had a taste, I want more. I want her. But that won’t change why I’m here. It won’t change why I came for her.




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Title: Taken Series: Dark Legacy Duet #1 Author: Natasha Knight Genre: Dark Romance Cover Design: Jay Aheer Photo: Eric D...