Wednesday, October 31, 2018

#NewRelease #Review REBEL (Hellion MC #1) by Ava Manello @avamanello


This is not your normal MC story.

Abandoned at birth, Rebel has been raised by the men of Hellion MC. Happy and successful, living the life she’s chosen outside of the MC, everything changes when her mother surfaces on her 30th birthday, desperate to forge a relationship with her daughter.

All is not is as it seems.

Duplicity and betrayal threaten not only everything she holds dear, but her very existence. Forced to decide between the mother she’s always wanted and her MC family almost destroys her.

Who will she choose, and who will she lose?

This is the first book in a new MC series so I wasn't sure what to expect. If you like the more violent edge of the spectrum In these books this may not be for you, it's definitely alot more gentle than I'm used to. 

The main focus of the story is Rebel who was abandoned at the gates of the MC as a baby and brought up by the guys. I liked the family feel, I always see this as a plus in MC stories it's what I imagine them like taking care of each other. I felt the actual story was interesting and the writing flowed easily from chapter to chapter. 

Two things that negatively impacted on my rating are Rebel's age. In the story, she's just turned 30 but I felt like she came across more like a young woman in her late teens or early 20's. Her actions and the way she's treated by her dad's just didn't fit with a woman of 30. The ending was just too quick, I wanted more about how certain things were resolved it just felt rushed.

In conclusion, this was a good start to a new series I'm hoping with book 2 we see more of the darker side of the MC. 

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This is not your normal MC story.
Abandoned at birth, Rebel has been raised by the men of Hellion MC. Happy and successful, living the life she’s chosen outside of the MC, everything changes when her mother surfaces on her 30th birthday, desperate to forge a relationship with her daughter.
All is not is as it seems.
Duplicity and betrayal threaten not only everything she holds dear, but her very existence. Forced to decide between the mother she’s always wanted and her MC family almost destroys her.
Who will she choose, and who will she lose?

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Ava is a passionate reader, blogger, publisher, and author who loves nothing more than helping other Indie authors publish their books be that reviewing, beta reading, formatting or proofreading. She will always be a reader first and foremost.
She loves erotic suspense that's well written and engages the reader, and loves promoting the heck out of it for her favourite authors.
As Ava says: "I took a chance and followed a dream when I wrote my first book. It was scary, challenging and hard work, but above all it was worth it."

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#NewRelease #Reviews WANT (Ryder Brothers #2) by Kayti McGee @CandiKanePR

WANT (Ryder Brothers #2) by Kayti McGee

Release Date: October 31st

Cover Design: Laurelin Paige

Photographer: Rob Lang


FREE in Kindle Unlimited!!


Welcome to Hollywood, where wet dreams come true.

I fell for Marlee the second I met her- gorgeous smile, unimpressed by my stardom… bendy.

Not even remotely interested in me.

Of course the girl of my dreams has to be engaged to her hometown high-school sweetheart. Nothing’s ever easy, right?

Until they break up.

And she moves in with me.

The only person who can help her practice for her next role is me.

Because Marlee isn’t just new to Hollywood.

She’s a virgin.

These brothers are the stuff dreams are made of...

Want is all about Jake and his bendy new friend. Yes, I said bendy. Think contract...yes, a naughty contract. 
Teacher/student role play...
And a V-card.

The former boy band hunk makes friends with the dancer from his video. Falls for her awesomeness and fresh outlook on life. Too bad she has other plans.

Reviewed for Sweet Spot Sisterhood

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I haven't read the previous books but don't feel that it negatively impacted on understanding this story. 

The premise of the story intrigued me I liked the fact that it was the guy Jake who had feelings for the girl Marlee who is completely clueless about how he feels. I loved Jake he was such a sweetheart do tender and caring. I really really tried to like Marlee and there were moments I did but they were fleeting moments I just couldn't get over what she was prepared to do. 

The story is well written unfortunately I couldn't connect with one of the main characters it happens sometimes. 

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His hand moves to the side of my cheek and his fingers stroke my jaw for a moment before drawing my face towards his. My breath catches when his lips play against mine. Then I feel the force of his mouth and the finesse of his lips as he parts mine and his tongue enters my mouth.

It feels like my first kiss, as he presses his hand against the back of my head, and runs his tongue along mine. Maybe this is my first kiss in some way because I feel something on the other end of his kiss that I haven’t known before: desire. His mouth is hot and hard and pliable at once and I feel that liquid sensation as my body molds into him, my nipples erect and chafing against my shirt. No one has kissed me like this before.

I guess he does want this after all. 

He lies on top of me and I spread my legs to make room for him, to take on his weight and it feels so natural. His weight presses me onto the bed and I feel his firm muscles contracting against me, his erect cock pressing into my belly. I feel drunk on him again and can’t believe this is finally happening. I imagined kissing him, imagined our bodies together. There’s so much heat from our bodies that I want my clothes off. I break my mouth away from his, gasping. I’m all ready to untangle my robe and go back to the whole nude thing I was going to do before, but he stills.

“If we’re going to do this right, we need to do everything, one lesson at a time.” 

“Like a dance class,” I say. “One skill at a time.” I like that idea. I’m good at learning choreography. I have excellent muscle memory. He runs a finger on my lips and I part them for him. 

“You’re a good student,” he says. His voice is deeper than usual but also tinged with more than just that desire. It’s like—I don’t know, seduction or something. “I want to take my time with you.” 

I feel safe and comfortable and horny all at once. That’s a much more reasonable combination of emotions, like the ones I read about. In my romance novels. Oh, shit. I realize-those books are about love, and this particular bit of feels always comes before someone falls in it. 

Have I made a horrible mistake?

About Kayti 
Livin’ deliciously in beautiful Kansas City Missouri, where everyone else loves the Royals as much as I do. I like wine and murder shows and mountains and art.
I’m represented by Rebecca Friedman at Friedman Literary because I am a lucky, lucky girl. Call her if you want me to do Iron Chef, otherwise just hit me up on FB at, on Insta @KaytiMcGeeWrites, and stay sexy.

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Tuesday, October 30, 2018

#NewRelease #Reviews UNLEASHED by J.L. Drake @InkSlingerPR @jodildrake_j

Book three in the Devil's Reach Series, UNLEASHED by J.L. Drake is finally LIVE!!

Check it out and grab your copy today.

Author: J.L. Drake
Series: Devil's Reach
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release: October 30


Trigger Tess was under the Devil’s watch while I suffered behind bars with my demons… The ace in my pocket brings power, and the temptation to flip overwhelms me. I’m playing chicken with the reaper, and it’s only feeding his thirst. The smell of blood is a drug. It fuels me. Consumes me. I am lost. Tess The Devil stole me, but I refuse to belong to someone else. I’m a fighter. I will do whatever it takes to get back to my family. Treachery and betrayal surround us. The only way out is to turn the greatest loss into the greatest victory. 

It all started a long time ago. It started with a devil who masquerades as a man. The Devil had a son. That's where the story starts but is the conclusion of chapter of the son's story. 

What happens when the Devil's son is Unleashed?
When all the Demons circle?
When the Trigger is pulled taut?

The Devil's Reach isn't what it used to be. Plagued by a mole and too many different attacks has the edge crumbling before them. With her gone, no one can risk the Demons being unleashed. But without her, the fuse is short and time is running out. 

All the different colors are coming out but soon it will all be a sea of red. MCs are black and white but this book is dripping in crimson. As I said, once the Demons are Unleashed...

Gah!!! I had been a nervous wreck waiting for this book. Demons had me losing my mind. Unleashed starts exactly where Demons ends- in chaos! So many balls (read: grenades) are up in the air ready to explode in their faces. As the reader, getting caught up is guaranteed. Justice will be served...Trigger style. Even better are the visits from Old friends, foes, and family. This book will definitely have you first pumping and trying to high five yourself. (Trust me, I know that sounds lame but once you read will know exactly what scene I'm talking about.)

JL Drake has convinced me that she knows the gray area very well. I was a fan of the black and white before but it seems I revel in the gray. Enjoy being part of the darkness but bathe in the light. And if you are as twisted as I am rolled in the crimson while you are there! 😉

Reviewed for Sweet Spot Sisterhood

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About J.L. Drake

Bestselling author J. L. Drake was born and raised in Nova Scotia, Canada, later moving to Southern California where she lives with her husband and two children. When she's not writing, she loves to spend time with her family, traveling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you might notice in her books is her love for the four seasons. Growing up on the east coast of Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often mentioned in her writing. An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has often found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue. She hopes you will enjoy her stories as much as she has enjoyed writing them. 

Monday, October 29, 2018

#NewRelease #Reviews THE BOY I GREW UP WITH by Tijan @ninabocci @TijansBooks

Title: The Boy I Grew Up With
Author: Tijan 
Release date: Oct 29, 2018


I have loved Channing Monroe all my life. 
In first grade, he asked for my Trapper Keeper.
I hit him in the head with it.
Third grade, we were best friends. We kissed in seventh grade. 
Eighth grade, he turned into a bad boy and the rest was a tumultuous storm. 
Growing up, the problem was never love for us.
Bad times. Good times. There were times when I felt our love in every inch of my body, vibrating, making me feel like it could bring me back to life.
The problem was us. 
The problem is that we’re from two different worlds now. 
Fallen Crest and its millionaires for me. Roussou and their criminals for him. I was thriving in mine and he was running his. 
But there were nights I felt we couldn’t be further apart than we were, and there were nights I felt we shared the same heartbeat. 
When was it time? 
When was it time to either sacrifice, make a change, or walk away from the boy I grew up with?

** 103k standalone **

5 of 5 stars
Finally, we get Heather and Channing's story j was happy excited and slightly nervous to start this as Tijan and the Fallen Crest characters are some of my most loved in the book world.

Although we know most of their story we get to see it from another angle. So many hidden truths and secrets are laid bare for the readers to pick over. I felt quite emotional at times which I didn't really expect to be honest. Together they have been through so much but as a couple, they are fantastic together, they know each other inside out. We see small snippets into the past which helped to explain so much. I don't want to say too much but if you loved Heather and Channing this book won't disappoint it certainly exceeded all my expectations.

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5 of 5 stars
Warning Emotional Spewing is pending in 5...4...3...2...


Calling all Fallen Crest groupies!!! Finally, Tijan has given us the gift of the inside scoop with my favorite bestie! The Original Ride or Die Bitch- Heather Jax. I have no shame when I say for Heather- I would total go that way. I mean though I have always had the hots for Channing, I would total do Heather in a heartbeat! She is the best friend you will ever have. She is loyal and 110% the person you want watching your back. She was always the only girl I ever trusted in Fallen Crest. All these feelings were before I read The Boy I Grew Up With.

Now I feel like a couldn't pry my cold dead hands off of her. Heather has always been a secondary character. She was the best friend. She was the backbone. She was the ride or die BFF. She was ready to take everything to the next level because you needed her. She was there in the background but always just in the periphery.

Not any more!! Heather Jax, or Jax, takes the reader into the dark and hidden places in her on and off again relationship with Channing. She makes us fall in love with the boy who pokes, pulls hair, and gets her in trouble. If you have read the Fallen Crest Series, you were already halfway there. Or at the very least in heated lust with Channing... But now the irreversible effects of Heather Jax's history/opinions is the complete and meltdown of all the walls put in place to protect yourself from Channing Monroe. (Like you stood a chance anyway...)

It's official. My home away from home has expanded. I am now a transplant to the other side of the boundary. I may love Fallen Crest but it seems even I can be convinced that home is where Heather is!

The Boy I Grew Up With is written in a perfect mix of now and then- building up your love so that the foundation became thicker as the hurts kept coming. You don't need to have read the entire Fallen Crest series to read this book. You don't even need to read Crew...but if you want to understand Heather on the intrinsic level that Channing does, you need to follow the entire path of their relationship. Start at the beginning with Fallen Crest High and finish out the series, move onto Crew, and round it out with The Boy I Grew Up with. You will learn to love them bad decision at a time!

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4 of 5 stars

~ Review Coming Soon ~

About the two separate covers!  *
This is not something I normally do! I don't think I've ever done this before with having a different ebook cover than the paperback cover, but with Heather's book, both images spoke to me. He was Channing and she was Heather. I felt both needed their moment because this book is truly from both of them. 
I hope everyone comes to love both of these covers as much as I do. 

Other stuff to mention (if possible!) 

I'm doing a signed Crew paperback giveaway here! 

Crew is leaving Kindle Unlimited first week of November. 


Amazon will go LIVE on Oct 29th 



“What are you doing here?”
His arms tightened a little around me, and his hand rubbed over my leg. I was buck naked in his arms. I should’ve dressed, but I didn’t have the energy.
His breath felt good on my neck as he answered. “I was up with the guys. I missed you.”
Meaning: he’d either been fighting or drinking with the group of guys he considered more family than family.
I lifted one of his hands to inspect the knuckles, rubbing a thumb over them. “They don’t look bruised up.”
His body tensed, all six feet of pure muscle.
Channing had a face for the fashion runways, a body of tattoos that could appear in any magazine, and an attitude that made him a leader among the rowdiest and most criminally inclined. He was whip smart, ruthless, cunning, cocky, and had a charming side that had started some of our fights. He could be too charming at times, putting his name on a lot of girls’ to-do lists. It’d been a problem for us since we were kids, and though it’d gotten better over the last few years, I knew women came onto him regularly.
But being transparent here, that wasn’t the cause of our problems lately.
His voice was quiet. “I wasn’t fighting.”
I turned and tried to smell his breath. There was a slight trace of bourbon, but that might’ve been mine. “You don’t seem drunk either.”
He chuckled, his eyes studying every inch of my face. He did this when he was trying to figure out where I was going with my statements and if that’d take us into a fight. We acted like we were married and in our sixties by now.
His thumb went to my mouth and pressed there, softly. “I really was just hanging out with the guys. Cruz came over, said you closed for him. I gambled, thought maybe you’d be up—or not.” That dimple again. “I was hoping just to slide in next to you.”
I sighed, and his thumb caressed my cheek before his hand returned to my leg. I moved back, resting in his arms again.


Wednesday, October 24, 2018

#NewRelease #Reviews WICKED NEEDS by L.A. Cotton @jennw23 @authorlacotton

Wicked Needs, an all-new edgy, angsty, addictive YA/NA crossover from L. A. Cotton is NOW LIVE!


It’s a fine line between love and hate.

Bitch ... Ice Queen ... Frigid.
Macey Prince is no stranger to a nickname or two. The words once hurt, now they’re her armor. Being a Prince might be a life sentence she can never escape but Macey isn’t willing for her heart to be collateral again.
Then in a rare moment of weakness Macey lets someone in. Without realizing, she gives a piece of herself to him and it’s not long until he wants more. To uncover the girl behind cruel words and icy stares.
She should hate him.
She does hate him.
Anything less would be a disaster waiting to happen.
But sometimes the thing we hate is the thing we need most.


Wicked Needs is the fifth book in the Wicked Bay Series but can be read as a standalone

They probably heard me scream excitedly in space when this book arrived on my kindle I love everything about this series. 

I'm going to be upfront Lo is my girl I have her back against everyone especially Ice Princess Macey. To say I had a negative view of her would be an understatement, however, I wanted to know more about her. Prepare to be surprised because now I get it now I get where her anger and jealousy stemmed from. I ended up loving this complicated vulnerable lovable young woman. What she needed was someone to see beyond the snarky looks and comments and see her and boy oh boy does her man see her, he is absolutely perfect for her and that's all I'll say about him. I didn't think that I would get at Macey's book but i did several times. 

As with the previous books, the story and writing are sublime another perfect addition to the series.

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I was wrong. So very, very wrong!!!

I was certain I knew who the mystery man was. But that would be a big fat face calming belly flop of a not at all! Not only did I get Macey's leading man wrong but wow! Her frigid ice queen role never made me think about its origins until now. That was an arctic blast to my own heart.

Complicated and untrusting, Macey Prince has no desire to let anyone in...especially him. She's mad at the world and she has no need or time for fools. My heart hurts doubly for these two- once I got over my shock. It's not smooth sailing but then what Prince has it easy?!?

Wicked Needs answers some questions you never knew you had. It also has a brilliant segue into the next book, Wicked Hearts. 

reviewed by Sweet Spot Sisterhood

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About L.A. Cotton

Author of mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.
Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.  

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#CoverReveal #ComingSoon HEARTBREAK WARFARE by Heather M. Orgeron & Kate Stewart @GiveMeBooksBlog @hmorgeronauthor @authorklstewart

Title: Heartbreak Warfare
Authors: Heather M. Orgeron & Kate Stewart
Genre: Contemporary Military Romance
Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Photo: David Wagner
Model: David John Craig
Release Date: November 8, 2018



Remember when I said we couldn’t speak after parting ways in Germany? It was the day I broke your heart. What you didn't know was that I was breaking mine too.

I thought they’d be enough–my husband and my son. That I’d get home and everything would go back to the way it was . . .

Before the war.
Before the ambush.
Before you.

But, no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the trauma we shared. I can’t seem to forget the way my heart beat in time with yours.

The truth is I’m lost without you.

I thought the nightmare was over when they pulled us from that hole in the ground, but nothing could have prepared me for the war I’d face at home.
I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but, please, I have to see you one last time. . .

All my love,




“I need you to break my heart,” she declares, wringing her hands nervously. “Give me a reason to hate you, because wanting you this way is…it’s ruining me. It’s ruining my life.”

She is dead serious.

Lifting her chin, as if ready to take a blow, her turbulent eyes implore mine. “Tell me about them. Tell me about all of the women you’ve been with since Germany.”

“No.” I shake my head. “Hell no.”

“Oh, please, Briggs. How long did you wait? A few days?” She laughs sarcastically. “I bet you didn’t even make it a day.”

She’s coming out guns blazing, and I can see it’s physically killing her to do it.

“Are we playing the guessing game? Do I get to ask how many times you’ve fucked your husband?”

“Sure,” she says with a shrug. “We’ll trade. You go first.”

She’s bluffing, and I’m calling her on it.

“Don’t do this, Scottie. You don’t really want to hear about that.”

“Humor me, Briggs.” Her eyes plead with mine. “I need to hear this.”

“Fine. You want the truth?”

She nods.

“Complete honesty?”

Again, she bobs her head.

She stands stock-still as I pace the small room, feeling the blood begin to boil beneath my overheated skin.

Fuck it.

I stalk back toward her, stopping inches away. “You really want to know that there have been so many that I’ve lost count? How they’re all blondes with blue eyes? But the blue, it’s never right, and their smiles—all wrong.”

She swats at the fresh tears that trail down her cheeks as her lips begin to tremble. Reaching out, she places a hand on my chest, and I know that she must feel the way my heart is pounding against my rib cage, reaching for her. Always reaching for her.

I jerk myself away and brand that touch to memory.

In about forty-five seconds, my heart is going to implode. I start ticking them down.

“You want me to tell you all about how I have to drink myself stupid, till their faces blur enough that I can pretend…” I pause running a hand down my face. “So that I can pretend they’re you? You want to know how fucking miserable I am? How when I slide between their legs, I close my eyes, and it’s your face I see? How I’m always careful not to kiss them because their lips are all wrong. How every time I finish I want to fucking kill myself, because I can’t stand the pain of wanting the one woman I can never have.”

Thirty seconds.

 “Is that enough?” Her eyes snap to mine. “Hate me yet?”

Face crumbling, she gasps out a sob, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.

“Come on, Scottie. Let’s not kid ourselves. I’m still the same prick you hated when we met. Nothing’s changed. I think we’ve romanticized this situation long enough, don’t you?”

Taking another step away from her, I tilt my head. “You’re a housewife,” I say snidely. “Someone else’s wife and I’m a career soldier. This isn’t exactly ideal.”

She flinches visibly, and my heart bottoms out.


I cut my hand through the air. “At the end of the day, this was nothing but a big mistake. And we never would have happened if—”

“Stop,” she cries out painfully, “stop, I’m good,” she whispers before rocketing toward the door just as I reach for her, my fingers curling in the space she just left. Handle in hand, she looks back at me with the sweep of her eyes until they meet mine. That’s how we started, and it’s only fitting it’s how we should end. For the moment, we’re right back there in the place we created, where we are perfect. Where our souls line up without any visible smudge on the seams. In a place where there is still so much love, so much that I can’t stop the tear that slides out before batting it away with the back of my hand.

An identical tear runs down her cheek. “Thank you.”

Three. Two. One.

Heather M. Orgeron

Heather M. Orgeron is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower(aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.

Kate Stewart

A Texas native, Kate Stewart lives in North Carolina with her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. She pens messy, sexy, angst-filled contemporary romance, as well as romantic comedy and erotic suspense because it's what she loves as a reader.

Kate is a lover of all things '80s and '90s, especially John Hughes films and rap. She dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for necessity, and on occasion, does very well at whiskey.