mercredi 28 février 2018

GREEN (Love in Color #3) by S.M. West: Review

Green (Love in Color #3)Green by S.M. West
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Green is the 3d installment in the Love In Color series.It follows the story of Anna (Evan's sister) and Coop (whom we first met in Red).

I'm rather conflicted as how to rate it because although I love SM West writing style, I didn't like the story that much.

Anna has been sheltered by her mafia family since her tragic birth. Now "free" of her grand-father, her freedom tastes bittersweet since the least of her moves is monitored by her brother and his team, ...and her grand-father who is still lurking around, in the attempt to use her to assess his power in the mob.

Coop, ex FBI, and Evan's employee, has nothing in common with her. 12 years her senior, he got hurt by his ex girlfriend and is a true manwhore when it comes to women. Broody and cold, sometimes a class-A asshole, he wants nothing to do with his new job assignment, Anna. 

I enjoyed that Anna and Coop's relationship evolved slowly, form hate to desire to more. But I totally disliked Coop's bad habit of leaving whenever he loses control. I find it utterly immature and... tiring. One step ahead, three steps back, I had that urge to slap him behind the head all along. 

Anna, on the contrary is described as shy and immature, and I discovered instead a fierce woman, strong and trying to get the control on her life, that she never had before. I loved her. Did she make the wisest choices and decisions, hell, no; but she tried. It was reckless but despair would do that to you, right?

Her brother and his team suffocated her during the whole story, excluding her from the decisions that concerned her life. And what decisions... These men could be so frustrating!!! They treated her like a child, and after complained she acted like one? Hu-uh, we have a problem here..

All in all I enjoyed the book but not as much as Red and Blue. I'll definitely read more of this series because the family and friendship the author created is amazing, I like the sweet moments they bring out, and most if all I love her strong and feisty heroines!

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THE PARLOUR: ALL ACCESS ANTHOLOGY : Release Blast


The Parlour: All Access Anthology to benefit Truckers Against Trafficking

Release Date: February 28, 2018
Authors: Cheri Marie,‎ Carissa Laryea,‎ Ava Danielle,‎
Jillian Elizabeth,‎ Jaime Russell,‎ Angie Brocker,‎
Barb Shuler,‎ Robin Laine,‎ Alexis R. Craig,‎ Chasity Gaines,‎
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Behind the 'Members Only' door of The Parlour you've been granted an all access pass to the ultimate pleasures of ecstasy.

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Your partner will be ready to play by your rules, indulge you in your wildest dreams and get lost in the ultimate balance of lust and control. Nothing is out of bounds as everyone is here for the same thing - to forget their troubles and get lost in the pleasures of the flesh.



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lundi 26 février 2018

UP IN SMOKE by T.M. Frazier:Blog Tour

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Up in Smoke, an all-new gritty standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author T.M. Frazier is LIVE!

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I’m a man without a conscience.

I deal in murder and mayhem.

I’m the best at what I do.

Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job.

A means to flush her father out of hiding.

Simple.

Except there isn’t anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she’s keeping.

She’s stubborn as hell and the sexiest god damn thing I have ever seen, sending dark, dirty animalistic desire coursing through my veins.

She’s cocaine with legs. A f*cking addiction that makes me question things I’ve never questioned before. Want things I’ve never wanted before.

I might have her, but she isn’t mine to keep.

If her father doesn’t show his face, she will be mine.

To KILL.

** Other books in the King Series DO NOT have to be read to enjoy Smoke's book. Up in Smoke can be read as a standalone. **

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“All these bruises,” Smoke muses. “And not one of them caused by me.” He trails a hand up my arms and down my flat stomach. “Pity, but I still have time to leave my mark on you yet.” My entire body stiffens. I’m as rigid as a corpse. Smoke chuckles and I’m glad I’m facing away because his laugh is pure torture, causing his erection to vibrate against my folds which are aching for more contact. “You will be punished, hellion. You can be sure of that.” I look over my shoulder and meet his dark eyes which darken even further as his pupils dilate. His lingering gaze rakes me over from my feet to my breasts and back down to the space between my thighs. He licks his full bottom lip. My stomach flips. My will to fight him off doesn’t waiver, but my body isn’t getting the message. My core clenches again. I turn back around to face the tile, digging my teeth into my lower lip until I taste my own blood. His chest presses against my back, and his hardness pulses between my legs, rubbing against my inner thighs. He squirts some shampoo in his hand, working it into my hair. He tilts my head back and rinses my hair then slides his slick and soapy hand down my body. I’m breathing rapidly now. Short quick breaths I can’t control. There’s a deep rumble in his throat. His hand travels lower and lower on my stomach until it’s between my legs. He’s working his thumb over my swollen nub, sending sparks of need, pangs of pleasure, and a wave of self-hatred, surging within my battered body and bruised soul. “What…what are you doing?” I ask, seeing flashes of white hot lust behind my closed eyes. “More questions…” his voice a hearty amused rasp. His fingers circle my clit while he continues to rock his hard cock between my legs. The pressure building is so strong it borders on painful. Tears leak from my eyes. I’m so fucking mad at myself for being turned on. For Smoke being right. I’m so wet. He feels it. There’s no way he can’t feel it. He leans in close. I’m stone still except for the tremors gripping my body. He licks the tear off my cheek and groans. He dips the tip of his finger inside of me and I tighten around the intrusion. It’s a foreign sensation. Strange. It feels both wrong and right. Pleasurable and painful. “Your tight little pussy is weeping too. I wonder if its tears taste the same.” I look over my shoulder as he withdraws his finger and sucks it into his mouth. He groans. “Fear or desire. They both taste real fuckin’ good to me.” He places his hand back between my legs. When I try to squeeze my thighs together to keep him out he parts them with his knee on a grunt and begins circling my clit again. This time harder. Faster. I’m staying as still as I can, but when I feel something begin to happen inside my body. The sparks he ignited within me are all crashing together. I can’t hold back. My face scrunches as I try to fight the orgasm fighting its way out, but it’s no use. I can’t fight it. It’s too fucking strong. I’m so fucking close. I arch my back without thinking, pressing my ass against him, begging for more. For what I need to push me over the edge. Smoke hisses. “Oh, what I could do to this beautiful little pussy.” The pleasure builds and builds as he strokes me harder. Faster. I’m about to come all over his fingers when the feeling is lost. I spin around. Smoke is gone. I can’t see through the steam so I shut off the spray and wipe the water from my eyes only to see Smoke toweling off in front of the sink on the other side of the bathroom. The only proof I have of what just happened between us was real is his cock. Erect. Thick. Huge. The purplish swollen head bobs against his abs, jutting out over the top of the towel he wraps around his waist. “What…what just happened?” I stammer, leaning back against the wall for support. Smoke steps forward, and when I go to jerk back, he reaches out and pinches my nipple painfully hard. I yelp and leap back, slipping on the tile, falling on my ass, taking the shower curtain down with me. Smoke rips the curtain off my head and glares down at me with a triumphant grin on his evil beautiful face. “What just happened was called punishment and you got off easy. Next time I’ll split that tight pussy in two with my fucking cock.” He goes to leave but stops. “You want pain?” he asks. “I’ll give it to you. You want pleasure? Now that’s something you’re gonna have to earn.” He leaves, slamming the door behind him. I release a shaky exhale. I’d hoped the rest of my time with Smoke would be tolerable, but there’s no fucking way that’s going to happen. Not now. Not with my skin crawling with need. I’m losing my mind. About where I am. About what this is all about. About this beautiful horrible evil man. I feel like I’ve already been split in two. What Smoke is doing to me is far more than punishment. It's pure fucking torture. AVAILABLE NOW_ku.jpg

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WHITE KNIGHT by C.D. Reiss: Excerpt Reveal

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White Knight an All-new romantic standalone from New York Times bestselling author CD Reiss is coming March 6th!

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Catherine's long-lost love is found.

Catherine Barrington is a rich girl. Chris Cartwright is a poor boy.

He left her to make something of himself. A man she could be proud of. A man she could bring home to her parents. A man she could marry.

On the trading floor he became the man he knew he could be. Now, it’s time to return.

Rich girl.

Poor boy.

She didn’t care about his money, but he didn’t believe her. Soon after he left, all the money was gone.

Her life is hell.

Now he’s back, and he’s different. Pristine. Gorgeous. Rich.

Rich boy.

Poor girl.

Money was never the barrier, until now.

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White Knight is a standalone in the same world as King of Code, with its own beginning, middle, and end. You don't need to read anything else to read White Knight.

Excerpt

Leaning on the bleachers, Chris cracked peanuts between his teeth and spit the shells. I hadn’t seen him in days and it seemed like years. Every time I saw the kick of his hips and the way his lips stretched across his teeth when he smiled, it seemed like the first time. I watched him. He watched me. School started the next day. We’d go back into our different worlds. Would we meet again? Would we see each other at all? We’d grappled with the question by avoiding it. A waft of smoke from the grills came between us. We were alone. Surrounded by people, we were alone. He pitched his peanut bag in the trash and washed it back with a bottle of off-brand cola. When he finished, he sucked in his bottom lip to catch an errant drop. He tossed the bottle up. It spun in the air, and with a tap of his knuckle on its way down, he sent it into the trash. I stepped toward him, and he stepped back. Not away. He stepped back toward something, flicking his finger that I should follow. Easiest decision I’d ever made. It was barely even a decision. I glanced around for Mom and Dad. They were in the gazebo with Badger, the new mayor, and his staff. Harper and the kids played with the puppies while Johnny and his wife watched. Lance jaunted around the perimeter, peeing on poles whenever he could, nipping back any sibling who got too big for their britches, ever the alpha. I tilted directions slightly toward the bathrooms, then once past the bleachers, I saw Chris peeking from an alley between the hardware store and the library. I picked up my skirt and ran toward him, cutting the corner so hard I lost my balance. Out of nowhere, his hand was on my arm, keeping me from falling over. Finger to lips, he led me to a black iron door. He clinked through his keys and opened it, stepping out of the way so I could pass through. We were in an office. He closed the door with a loud clap, leaving the window as the only light. “Chris?” I barely got out the S before his lips kissed his name away. He put his hands on my jaw, keeping it still so he could invade my mouth. It felt good to give it to him. My body lost all its strength, held up only by the electrical currents between us. “Catherine,” he said in a breath, keeping his lips an inch from my face as he spoke. “Where are we?” “Back of the hardware store. I open on Thursdays.” “What are we going to do? I’m scared.” “Of me?” “Of not seeing you anymore.” “I’ll find you.” I clutched his shirt as if I’d be swept away without him. “I don’t fit in anywhere. Harper is so smart she tolerates me. The only time I feel right, like I’m part of something, like I belong, is when I’m with you.” “One more year. Then you can go to college and I’ll come after. We’ll be so far away, we’ll forget our names. When people ask where we’re from, we won’t even know.” “I don’t know if we’ll make it a year. I feel like they see us. Even now.” I must have been shaking, because he put his arms around me so tightly it hurt. I loved the pain of his attention. It was the pain of safety, of care, of being broken just enough for release. “Harder,” I said into his shoulder. He squeezed me so tightly I could just barely breathe, and the tension rolled off me like water. He let his arms go slack enough to look me in the face. “We’ll make it. Then I’ll follow you anywhere. I’ll be your puppy dog.” “Oh, Chris, don’t be silly.” “Don’t deny me. I’m yours.” He said the last word with a gusto I’d never associated with myself. As if life was something to grab with both hands and free like a bird that could carry us into the sky. Together, we were freedom. The bird launched from my chest and flew to my lips when we kissed again. Not a kiss of relief this time, but a kiss of passion. Ours was a kiss that began a string of thoughtless acts. His hands slid down my body, grazing my breasts, landing at my waist. I felt the hardness under his jeans. I should have been scared, or freaked out, or ashamed, but I wasn’t. I was free. He broke the kiss and stroked my bottom lip with his thumb. “Should we go back?” “No.” I took his wrist and put his hand on the triangle below my belly. He gasped and his lashes fluttered. Seeing that he liked it sent my body to the edge of common sense. This was crazy and I didn’t care. Being the good girl hurt, and this felt good. “My parents have to stay at the barbecue,” I said. “That’s their job.” He hesitated. Swallowed hard. Pinched a bit of my skirt fabric. I nodded. WhiteKnight-PreOrder

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CDReissCD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up she's at the well hauling buckets. Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels. She's frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn't ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood. If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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HATE ME by L.P. Lovell: Release Blitz + Review

Hate Me, an all new emotional mafia romance by LP Lovell is AVAILABLE NOW!

 

"There is something about LP's voice that I will never get over. I love the wild ride, the twists and turns and the suspense that kept me turning the page and refusing to get up or do anything that would tear me away from this world." - USA Today Bestselling Author Willow Winters

Anna

I am a whore. A slave. A possession. I accepted my fate long ago, but fate is not done with me yet. Freedom is so close I can almost taste it, only to have it snatched away under the guise of protection. A guilded cage is still a cage. Friend or foe? Saviour or oppressor? Rafael D’Cruze is a bad man. I hate him, so why do I feel safe with him?

Rafael

She’s a favour. Collateral. A pretty slave. I have no interest in her beyond keeping her alive for the man who now owns her. And yet…I’m fascinated by the little Russian. There is no room for weakness in my world, but it appears the delicate rose has steel petals. I’m willing to bleed for a willing touch, a trusting glance…

A broken little bird. The big bad wolf. A longing that could heal or destroy.

Hate me or hold me?

 

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Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England. She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologize for afterwards. She's a self confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

 

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mardi 20 février 2018

GODS & MONSTERS by Saffron A. Kent: Review + Release Blitz

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Where to start when there is so much too say and you know that whatever words you'll put together won't do that masterpiece any justice?


Saffron's amazing talent , Evie and Abel's heartbreaking story and the deep theme of this book, blew me away.


If you are familiar with the author's other works, you recognize right away her poetic writing. Very few authors touch me like she does. Gods & Monsters is raw, and sometimes violent, yet so beautiful and heart-breaking. I'll never forget my favorite scene of that story, that mixes lust, anger, love and sadness. Such powerful and all-consuming emotions!


It's so easy to relate to the main characters, Evie and Abel. When they met, Evie was only 12 and Abel 14. The unfairness of the situation, their loneliness, the cruelty of Evie's family and that of the entire town, really, as well as everything that's thrown to them, nothing can stop their love from blossoming and explode through the years, but as their love grows, so does their anger. 


The intense and original storyline, and the perfectly imperfect characters kept me captivated all along, I felt strongly for them and the devastating downfall I could see coming. 


Abel broke my heart with his vulnerability and Evie's gentleness, strength and maturity were exceptional. Their story is a bumpy journey, but at the end, they evolved into beautiful people who adaptated and learned from their mistakes.


This is a story about love, revenge, forgiveness. But also, it poses a philosophical question:  How do circumstances shape us, make us into who we are? How are your decisions, our lives influenced by the others' actions and reactions? Until we take the power back in your life, just like Evie and Abel did. Such a deep matter....


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Title: Gods & Monsters
Author: Saffron A. Kent
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: February 22, 2018



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He was an artist. She was his muse.

To everyone in town, Abel Adams was the devil's spawn, a boy who never should have been born. A monster.

To twelve year-old Evie Hart, he was just a boy with golden hair, soft t-shirts and a camera. A boy who loved taking her picture and sneaking her chocolates before dinner. A boy who made her feel special.

Despite her family's warnings, she loved him in secret for six years. They met in empty classrooms and kissed in darkened church closets. Until they couldn't.

Until the time came to choose between love and family, and Evie chose Abel.

Because their love was worth the risk. Their love was the stuff of legend.

But the thing about legends is that they are cautionary tales. They are made of choices and mistakes. And for Abel and Evie, the artist and the muse, those mistakes come in the form of lights, camera, sex.

NOTE: This is NOT a paranormal or a priest romance.







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Writer of bad romances. Aspiring Lana Del Rey of the Book World. 

Saffron is a big believer in love (obviously). She believes in happily ever after, the butterflies and the tingling. But she also believes in edgy, rough and gutsy kind of love. She believes in pushing the boundaries, darker (sometimes morally ambiguous) emotions and imperfections.

The kind of love she writes about is flawed just like her characters. And she hopes by the end of it, you’ll come to root for them just as much as she does. Because love, no matter where it comes from, is always pure and beautiful.

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lundi 19 février 2018

HATE ME by L.P Lovell: Excerpr Reveal

Hate Me is an all new emotional mafia romance by LP Lovell coming February 26th!

Anna I am a whore. A slave. A possession. I accepted my fate long ago, but fate is not done with me yet. Freedom is so close I can almost taste it, only to have it snatched away under the guise of protection. A guilded cage is still a cage. Friend or foe? Saviour or oppressor? Rafael D’Cruze is a bad man. I hate him, so why do I feel safe with him? Rafael She’s a favour. Collateral. A pretty slave. I have no interest in her beyond keeping her alive for the man who now owns her. And yet…I’m fascinated by the little Russian. There is no room for weakness in my world, but it appears the delicate rose has steel petals. I’m willing to bleed for a willing touch, a trusting glance… A broken little bird. The big bad wolf. A longing that could heal or destroy. Hate me or hold me?

 

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“Tell me, sweet Anna, what would you do if you were to have your freedom?” My mind hits a wall, and my mouth snaps shut. “I don’t know.” “You never thought about it?” “I survived because I refused to hope. So no, I never thought about it.” He takes a piece of my hair, twirling it around his finger until the gold strands are wrapped tightly around his tanned skin. “Well, maybe you should start thinking about it.” “What if I don’t want to?” I breathe. Being free would mean leaving him, leaving my safe harbor to walk into a world of danger and enemies. I take his face in both hands and stare into his eyes, my lips hovering barely an inch away from his. I find myself dancing with this sense of curiosity, remembering the way his lips felt on mine. Soft and yet hard. Demanding and yet never forceful. That kind of kiss is something I’ve never experienced, and…I liked it. I liked it with him. “Take it, Anna,” he breathes. I swallow heavily and swipe my tongue over my suddenly dry lips. Rafael lets out a tiny groan, his hand cupping my cheek as he swipes a thumb over the corner of my lip. “Take what you want, avecita.” He somehow manages to make it sound like a threat. I slowly close the gap between us until my lips brush his. He doesn’t move, waiting for me to kiss him. As I press my lips fully to his, I feel a sense of empowerment. To have a man like Rafael willingly submissive to my exploration… My hand slides around his neck and my tongue brushes his bottom lip, making him tense. Taking my face, he holds me away from him as his warm breaths wash over my lips. I feel the blush creep over my cheeks. “Did I do something wrong?” He groans again. “No. Fuck, no.” He throws his head back against the chair. “Anna, you have no idea how tempting you are.” I freeze, my pulse leaping in my throat. “No. Don’t do that. I’m not them, avecita. I will never touch you unless you want it.” “Promise?” He smiles. “I’d promise you the world if I could, little warrior.” “And what if I can’t offer you a single thing in return?” He leans in, placing the softest kiss against my throat. “From you, sweet Anna, I would ask only for a smile.”  

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Lauren Lovell is an indie author from England. She suffers from a total lack of brain to mouth filter and is the friend you have to explain before you introduce her to anyone, and apologize for afterwards. She's a self confessed shameless pervert, who may be suffering from slight peen envy.

 

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vendredi 16 février 2018

UP IN SMOKE by T.M. Frazier: Release Blitz

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Up in Smoke, an all-new gritty standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author T.M. Frazier is LIVE!

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I'm a man without a conscience.

I deal in murder and mayhem.

I'm the best at what I do.

Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job.

A means to flush her father out of hiding.

Simple.

Except there isn't anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she's keeping.

She's cocaine with legs. I'm addicted before I've even had a taste.

I might have her, but I can't keep her.

But if her father doesn't show his face, Frankie will be mine.

To KILL.

*Can be read as a standalone.

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CONOR (Boston Undercover Novella) by Ashleigh Zavarelli: COVER REVEAL

Title: Conor (Boston Undercover) Author: A. Zavarelli Genre: Dark Romance Release Date:  December 27, 2018 ...