Saturday, November 18, 2017

Blog Tour with Giveaway: Endless Love (Love Series #2) by Nelle L'Amour

Title: Endless Love
Series: Love Series #2
Author: Nelle L'Amour
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: November 8, 2017
The long-awaited sequel to New York Times bestselling author, Nelle L’Amour’s critically acclaimed masterpiece, Undying Love.
“With love, there are no goodbyes.”
The heart-wrenching words of Ryan Madewell’s beloved late wife. It’s been almost five years since Allee died, but Ryan, now a successful writer, hasn’t been able to move on. Passing in and out of the stages of grief, he’s been unable to find a woman who can mend his broken heart. Someone new to love and cherish.
Until he meets Willow Rosenthal, a fiery, spirited former ballerina, who awakens in him feelings of lust and passion he thought he’d never experience again.
Allee, in her dying letter, urged Ryan to move on…to live his life and find another woman to make him feel alive again. And finally he has.
Just when Ryan thinks he can let go and love again, Willow’s demons from the past resurface and threaten to end their relationship. Their incredible love story. Ryan must fight for what he deserves. Will his heart once again be shredded to pieces or will he finally get his happily ever after?
“Is it okay if I sit down on the bed?”
“Sure,” I said breathlessly. A sudden wave of embarrassment and insecurity washed over me as he lowered himself next to me. Here I was in bed with Ryan Madewell IV, the drop-dead, gorgeous bestselling author of Undying Love. Holy shit!
His eyes swept around the room, taking in every detail.
“Is this where you slept as a child?”
“Yes,” I said diffidently. The room hadn’t been redecorated for years. It still bore my white wrought iron canopy bed and the painted cottage furniture my mom had found at the 26th Street flea market. The pink floral wallpaper matched my bedspread and the curtains that hung on the window. It was so embarrassingly princessy. And next to me on one of my pillows was my favorite stuffed animal—a dilapidated little monkey.
“Who’s that?” asked Ryan upon eyeing it.
“Baboo. I’ve had him since I was a baby.”
Ryan’s gaze stayed on him. “I had one of those. His name was Monk. But my mother threw him out when I was five. I think that was the beginning of all my fuckedupness.”
“I’m sorry,” I said with compassion, remembering what I’d read about his mother in his book. Eleanor Madewell. She was an icy alcoholic with narcissistic tendencies. So unlike my warm, loving mother.
His gaze moved to my nightstand. He studied what was on it.
“Is that your mom?” he asked, pointing his long index finger at a framed photo. It was a portrait of a woman in her early twenties with flaming red hair similar to mine. She held a little curly-haired redheaded girl in her arms. Me.
“Your father is right. She was beautiful…like you.”
“Thanks,” I murmured, heating from the compliment.
Before I could say another word, his face brightened. “And you still keep a copy of my book on your nightstand?”
I felt my face flush and smiled shyly. “I like to re-read chapters before I go to sleep.” I paused. “Thanks again for signing it.”
“No, thank you for asking me.” His eyes burnt into mine. I was having a hard time breathing and I didn’t know what to say next. The heavenly scent of his light cologne drifted up my nose, making me heady.
His eyes surveyed the rest of the room. I’d read once that writers are observers.
His gaze fixed on the framed photos on my dresser—most of them of me, taken at various stages in my life, in leotards and tutus, some at recitals, others at classes. Then, he shifted his vision to the worn, pink satin pointe shoes that dangled from my headboard. They were my very first pair—I was only ten when I got them.
“Are you a dancer?” he asked.
My muscles tensed. “Yes.” Or should I say was?
“Do you perform?”
I hesitated before responding. “No.”
A half-truth. I hadn’t performed for over six months and I wasn’t sure if I ever would again. I didn’t want to get into details about my recent past. Or think about Gustave …at least right now.
His eyes stayed riveted on the little pink slippers as he gave them a light tap. Tied to the bed by their frayed ribbons, they swung back and forth like a pendulum.
“Do you want me to go downstairs and get you something to eat?”
“Maybe in a little bit.” The truth was I hungered only for him; I didn’t want him to leave me. Not yet. As I soaked in his gorgeous profile, my heart thudded and a buzz of lust flooded my body. I longed to touch him. Run my fingers through his hair. For him to touch me. Trace my lips with his fingers. An awkward stretch of silence followed as he continued to play with my pointe shoes. Then, he turned to face me again, the expression on his face a mixture of hesitance and longing.
“Willow, I want to ask you something.” He paused, holding me in his gaze. “Can I kiss you?”
My lips parted in shock, and my heart practically stopped. “Yes, please,” I murmured. Now! I couldn’t wait a moment more.
On my next rapid heartbeat, he cupped my cheeks in his hands, leaned down, and crushed his soft, warm lips against mine. He nibbled my upper lip, then deepened the kiss, gnawing and sucking. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. I’d never been kissed like this before. A heat wave spread through my body, setting every cell on fire. As a moan escaped my throat, his tongue parted my lips and found mine. They danced together, swirling and twirling, two strangers in the night discovering each other. The salty taste of the salmon lingered in his mouth and mixed with his sweet saliva, making him even more delicious. My fingers fisted his hair as our lips, tongues, and moans mingled. I had read about his kisses, but nothing had prepared me for the sensation of one. It was the kiss of all kisses. I thought I was leaving this planet.
Suddenly, heavy footsteps thudded in the near distance. My father!
I am a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin college-bound princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment industry with a prestigious Humanitas Prize for promoting human dignity and freedom to my credit, I gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago, but I still enjoy playing with toys with my hubby. While I write in my PJs, I love to get dressed up and pretend I’m Hollywood royalty. My steamy stories feature characters that will make you laugh, cry, and swoon and stay in your heart forever. They’re often inspired by my past life.

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Friday, November 17, 2017

Blog Tour: Spider by Ilsa Madden-Mills


From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills comes a new standalone romance about a flawed hero and the woman he can’t forget.


Spider, a sexy and forbidden new standalone, is available NOW!

Title: Spider  
Author: Ilsa Madden-Mills  
Publication Date: November 13th, 2017

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills comes a new standalone romance about a flawed hero and the woman he can’t forget.

"She crossed my path and changed my whole direction."

He calls himself Spider. 

I just knew him as the sinfully gorgeous guy with eyes of fire that fate sat next to me on the airplane. 

I didn’t know who he really was…British rock star…my stepbrother. 

He kissed me because he thought we’d never see each other again. We would. 

Everyone warned me about him.
They told me he was ruthless and cold and screwed up.
They said he’d leave me with a hole in my heart.

Maybe I should have listened.
Maybe I should have built up a fortress to keep him out.
But I crumbled instead.

They say an unbreakable thread connects those who are destined to meet. If that’s true, then the moment he sat next to me, we were bound together forever.

He just had to figure it out before it’s too late…


How can one human man be so hot?

Spider sits on my toilet, shirtless, while I dab at his swollen eye. I’m doing my best to keep my eyes averted from the ink on his body, the way his tattoos swirl underneath his jeans, the way his chest is carved from stone.

Of course, I’m the stupid person who suggested he remove his shirt so I could see if he has any bruising on his chest. A cracked or broken rib can cause a lot of pain, and I want to be thorough, that’s all—I swear to baby Jesus.

He grinned at my request and whipped it off—which is the reason I’m now a mess.

There’s hardly any room to breathe with him in my small bathroom. I wipe at the spot of blood on his cheek as he watches me stoically, never taking his eyes off me, tracking my every movement.
“This will look worse tomorrow,” I murmur, just to ease the tension. I stand between his spread legs, acutely aware of his fresh scent, his pure magnetism. My hands shake and I have to focus to push an image of me straddling him, both of us naked, out of my head. I want to run my tongue over the tattoo on his neck. I want to bite him like an animal while he—
Good grief, Rose, stop the fantasy!
“You’d make a good nurse,” he says softly, his long black lashes fluttering softly against his chiseled cheekbones.
“Doctor of Psychology,” I correct him.
“Your dream?”
“Yes.” Although right now I’m dreaming of him…  

“I know that feeling. That’s how music is to me.” His golden-brown eyes watch me as I reach over to the medicine cabinet for more antiseptic and antibacterial cream, my chest perilously close to his face. I swear my nipples are reaching for him.
“Why psychology?”
I nod, pretending like I’m not all discombobulated. “My granny mainly. She loved to read people—literally. She ran a little palm-reading business out of her home before she died. All the old ladies of the neighborhood would come to see her. She’d make them coffee and they’d just…talk. She’d tell them what they needed to hear while I sat on the floor next to her and listened. There wasn’t any magic involved of course.” I laugh. “But…she was incredibly intuitive. She just got people. If someone twitched or looked left or right while they were talking, she’d have a reason for it and she’d tell me all about it after they left.”
“I think I would have loved your granny.” He curls an arm around me, tugging me close until my chest is a hair’s breadth away from his face. I recall our epic kiss on the plane. I feel the pressure of his taut thighs and my breath quickens as desire unfurls inside me.
A hum warms my blood. I want him—desperately.
And it’s entirely foolish.
He’s my stepbrother.
He doesn’t call girls back.
“Why does it seem like I’ve known you forever?” I ask, feeling myself gravitating closer.
He thinks about it, pushing a piece of hair out of my eyes. Cupping my nape, he pulls me in tighter until our noses meet. The back of his hand caresses my cheek and the heat from his touch burns, yet there’s a tautness in the roped muscles of his arms, as if he’s holding himself in check.
“Because I am you,” he says softly. “We’re so much alike, it’s staggering.” He pauses and stares deep into my eyes.
I nod. I can’t think. He’s so close to me, his eyes burning into mine. He closes his eyes and exhales. “I want you, Rose. You’re intoxicating.”
I suck in a sharp breath, our lips inches apart.
Is he going to kiss me? I want him to.
His eyes open after the silence has gone on too long, a smirk forming around his mouth. “You scared of me, Rose?”
“I’m scared you’ll rip my heart out.”

He stares at the LOST tattoo on his hand. “I probably will.”

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap. She's addicted to dystopian books and all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding females. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Instagram, Ian Somerhalder (seriously hot), astronomy (she's a Gemini), and tattoos. She has a degree in English and a Master's in Education. When she's not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets and paints old furniture. Ilsa Logo

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Thursday, November 16, 2017

Blog Tour with Author Interview and Giveaway: Wheeler by Sara Butler Zalesky

Book info:
Author:  Sara Butler Zalesky
Publication date: July 4th, 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Sports, Suspense
Known as the Ice Queen of the peloton, pro cyclist Loren Mackenzie rarely shows emotion in the heat of competition; she leads her team with quiet strength and determination. But her successes have not come without suffering, and her tragic past is hidden inside tarnished armor.
While out on a training ride with her cycling team near Enfield, England, a chance meeting quickly develops into an unexpected whirlwind romance. But a relationship with an A-list celebrity brings with it the microscope of tabloid-media attention, which expose jealousy and rivalry that threaten to undermine Loren’s leadership of her team.
The new romance also reveals a dangerous obsession, culminating in a terrifying confrontation with someone from Loren’s past. Her injuries not only put her chances at the World Championship in jeopardy but also bring forth memories of a life she had long buried – for good reason.
Can Loren open her heart to the love she has held at a distance, or will her fear ultimately defeat her?
The follow up novel in the Wheeler series is coming soon.

Author Interview:

1.         What does your writing process look like? Do you know the whole story when you start, or do you just start writing and go with it?

I’m a total by the seat of my pants kind of writer; very character driven. I had no clue what I was doing - I still don’t, but I had an idea of where the story was headed, until it changed halfway through and spawned two books.

2.         How did you come up with the idea for your story? 

I’ve been writing off and on for a majority of my life, little stories here and there but nothing ever stuck, until this story exploded in my brain. Cycling is a big part of my life; it’s my stress relief and how I keep fit. The proverbial ‘they’ tell you to ‘write what you know and that I should write the kind of story I wanted to read. So I did.

3.         What tips do you have for aspiring writers?

First and foremost, hire an editor. Great freelance editors who don’t cost an arm and a leg are out there, it just takes time to find them. Do this favor for yourself and spend the money. In the long run, it will be worth it because you won’t have put crap out there. That is my Number One regret.

4.         What are your favorite:

            Authors/books/genres: While I write romance/women’s fiction, I read sci-fi, fantasy and suspense/mysteries. Some of my favorite authors are Dan Brown, Orson Scott Card, Mercedes Lackey, Rick Riordan and of course, JK Rowling.

            Movies/TV Shows:  I don’t watch TV too much but when I do, it’s usually on-demand. I gravitate toward action movies, but not too many chick-flicks. LOTR, the Hobbit, anything Marvel, the Wonder Woman movie was awesome. Star Trek, Star Wars, Firefly, all that good stuff. The latest binge has been Kevin Probably Saves the World.

            Music: My tastes are eclectic, from post-rock instrumentals to 80’s pop.

            Food/Writing snack: I eat far too much of Oreos and Good & Plenty candies.
Author Bio:
Sara was born in the wee hours of a November night in New York City. When her family moved to a small borough in northwestern New Jersey, she had little choice but to move as well. Self-sufficiency is a tough thing for a toddler.
The dichotomy of being the middle child of three, but the only girl, was difficult, as typically no one really pays attention to a middle child. Mostly, Sara spent her time creating fanciful stories in her head when she should have been focused on other things, an issue that continues to this day.
Most of these stories have never been shared, let alone completed. This all changed in the spring of 2015, when Sara was encouraged by a friend to expand upon a short story she had accidentally emailed to him. The result is 'Wheeler’, a romantic, women's fiction/sport novel, which combines the author's romantic inclinations and her passion for cycling.
Sara currently resides in the suburbs of Philadelphia, PA, with her loving husband and their son. She is a paralegal for a boutique law firm in Chester County, Pa, an avid road cyclist and indoor cycling instructor at a national chain.
Follow the author’s blog at or on Twitter @sarazalesky. She does a little dance every time someone ‘follows’ her on Twitter. Really.



Six Adult Contemporary Romance Mini-Reviews

I should be writing for NaNoWriMo, but felt like I wasn't spending enough time at home with my dogs thanks to going back to work at my part time job.  Although as I'm sitting here yelling at one of the dogs to stop barking constantly, all at the same time trying to watch him so he doesn't go into the kitchen and hike his leg on something, I'm thinking I should have gone ahead and went to the library and either done my writing there, or even just done this there!  Grrr.  On that note, here are some mini-reviews.

Chose the Wrong Guy, Gave Him the Wrong Finger by Beth Harbison:
Published:  July 9th, 2013
Source:  Purchased paperback from bargain book section at Barnes and Noble where I work
My rating:  3 stars

This is my first book by this author, and unfortunately I wasn't that impressed.  There were some good parts, like Quinn's best friend was funny, the dares he had her do were some really hilarious things at times.  But other than that, the story felt so much like nothing was actually happening.  I don't actually know that I like the way it ended up.  I didn't necessarily see that there was the connection between Quinn and who she ended up with.  Really, disappointing.  I think I own another book by this author, one I got on the bargain table as well, When in Doubt, Add Butter, and I'm not sure if I'll pick it up or not. 

Here is the synopsis from Goodreads
Ten years ago, Quinn Barton was on her way to the altar to marry Burke Morrison, her high school sweetheart, when something derailed her. Rather, someone derailed her—the Best Man who at the last minute begged her to reconsider the marriage. He told her that Burke had been cheating on her. For a long time. Quinn, stunned, hurt, and confused, struggled with the obligation of fulfilling her guests’ expectations—providing a wedding—and running for her life.

She chose running. With the Best Man. Who happened to be Burke’s brother, Frank.

That relationship didn’t work either. How could it, when Quinn had been engaged to, in love with, Frank’s brother? Quinn opted for neither, and, instead, spends the next seventeen years working in her family’s Middleburg, Virginia, bridal shop, Talk of the Gown, where she subconsciously does penance for the disservice she did to marriage.

But when the two men return to town for another wedding, old anger, hurt, and passion resurface. Just because you’ve traded the good guy for the bad guy for no guy doesn’t mean you have to stay away from love for the rest of your life, does it?

To the Stars (Thatch #2) by Molly McAdams:
Published:  February 9th, 2016
Source:  Received through Great Paperback Pay it Forward group on Facebook
My rating:  5 stars

I actually liked this one better than the first book in the Thatch series, Letting Go.  I am happy to say that the more books by this author that I read, the more I know that I like her books and her writing.  I read over half of the 400 pages in one day!  Fortunately for me, it was a Saturday that I started reading it, because I could barely put it down.  One thing I loved was the connection to the characters from the first book.  Knowing what I know now about Knox, I really want to go back and read book 1 to see what fits together in the stories now that I know his whole back story and future.  The abuse in this story was so scary, the extent to which Harlow's husband went to, how far he took it, he was crazy.  Now, though, I look forward to reading book 3 in the series.  

Here is the synopsis from Goodreads:
He promised to wait for her.
She told him he was wasting his time.
Not waiting for him ended up being the biggest mistake of her life. 

When they were younger, Knox McCade swore to Harlow Evans that he would wait for her to turn eighteen so they could be together. However, that was three and a half years away, and Harlow couldn’t ask him to forgo a typical college lifestyle for her. Still, as the years passed, Knox remained a constant in her life; but when her eighteenth birthday finally came around, Harlow believed her heart belonged to someone else.

Every day for the last four years, Harlow has been haunted by her choice on that day. And though he may appear unaffected by what happened in their past, Knox is always trying to fill the void Harlow left. But when he comes stumbling back into her life and refuses to leave, will Harlow allow him to help her, or will the fear of her abusive husband keep her from the man she was meant to be with?

Wild (The Ivy Chronicles #3) by Sophie Jordan:
Published:  November 18th, 2014
SourceReceived through Great Paperback Pay it Forward group on Facebook 
My rating:  5 stars

The third and final book in this series wrapped it up perfectly, and I liked it even more than the first two.  Could be because it was a relationship where the woman was older, and that is kind of me, so there don't seem to be as many stories like that.  You can read my reviews of the first two books here:  Foreplay and Tease.   Another one I read almost half of in one day.  It was not a weekend though, so I had to put it down and go to bed.  I was up late the next night to finish it as well.  I liked Logan a lot.  I definitely got mad at Georgia for the way she would push him away though.  So annoying, but in the end, it all worked the way it should, we got the HEA, and I have a new favorite series.

Here is the synopsis from Goodreads:
A good girl goes fabulously bad in the final book in New York Times bestselling author Sophie Jordan’s sexy New Adult romance series, in which three Ivy League suite-mates seek higher knowledge of just how far they can go.

Months after her boyfriend dumped her, Georgia can still hear the insults he hurled at her. Boring. Predictable. Tame. Tired of feeling bad, she’s ready to change her image, and go a little wild. What better way to prove her ex wrong than a hot night of sexual adventure at the secret campus kink club?

In the shadowy den of the kink club, she unexpectedly runs into Logan Mulvaney, her friend’s little brother. A player extraordinaire too hot for his own good, he may be younger, but the guy is light years ahead when it comes to sexual experience. Now he’s telling her to go home—“good girls” don’t belong here!

Georgia is tired of having others define her. She’s going to teach Logan a lesson he won’t forget—one white hot, mind-wrecking kiss . . . that leads to another . . . and another . . . and. . . . Realizing she’s way in over her head, Georgia runs.

Only Logan won’t let her go. Everywhere she goes he’s there, making her want every inch of him. Making her forget who she is. Who he is. And just how wrong they are for each other. 

All I Want (Alabama Summer #2) by J. Daniels:
Published:  November 24th, 2014
Source:  Won paperback copy from author
My rating:  5 stars

I really liked the first book in the series, Where I Belong, and it only got 4.5 stars.   This book was so good!  It made me cry, and feel, and love.  And it was sexy.  It was nice getting to see the characters from the first book as they were moving on with their lives.  As I mentioned in my review of the first book, pretty sure this is a auto-buy author for me now!  After I finish the rest in this series that I won from the author.

Here is the synopsis from Goodreads:
Luke Evans is a heartbreaker. 
I didn’t want to give mine to him. Not when he kept me out. 
He gave me enough, just enough to make me fall in love with him. I say this to convince myself. But I know the truth. 
I would’ve fallen in love with him at a distance. 
Handing my heart over to Luke was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. I was naive when I wished for more, when I hoped he wanted the same things I did. 
I try to hate him. I try to forget him. 
But it’s not that easy. 
Love is a ruthless bitch, and I’m her latest victim. 

Tessa Kelly is a man-eater. 
When she sets her sights on you, she doesn’t just consume your heart, she goes for your soul. 
What we had was perfect, real, and all I would ever want. 
But she destroyed it. 
She destroyed us. 
I try to hate her. I try to forget her. 
But it’s not that easy. 
Love is for people who have hope, and I have none. 

Warning: this book contains adult themes. 18+. All I Want is a standalone novel, but to fully appreciate the f****ed-up mess that is Luke & Tessa, pick up Where I Belong first. 

Moonshot by Alessandra Torre:
Published:  July 4th, 2016
SourceReceived through Great Paperback Pay it Forward group on Facebook
My rating:  4 stars

Okay, this book was hard to put down, but for some reason I thought it was going to be a different kind of story.  For some reason the title, and the cover, made me think that it might be an alien story or something.  I'd never heard the baseball term "moonshot".  So for most of the book I was on the edge of my seat trying to figure out who was the murderer.  And then, at the end, I was totally surprised by who it was.  All in all I will say that this author is great at making me think a story is going to be one way, and then surprising me with a twist or different type of story in the end.  And I mean that in a good way.

Here is the blurb from Goodreads:
Baseball wasn’t supposed to be a game of life and death…

The summer that Chase Stern entered my life, I was seventeen. The daughter of a legend, the Yankees were my family, their stadium my home, their dugout my workplace. My focus was on the game. Chase … he started out as a distraction. A distraction with sex appeal poured into every inch of his six foot frame. A distraction who played like a god and partied like a devil.

I tried to stay away. I couldn’t.

Then, the team started losing.
Women started dying.
And everything in my perfect world broke apart. 

Bold Tricks (The Artist Trilogy #3) by Karina Halle:
Published:  December 16th, 2014
Source:  I think I purchased this one?  Can't remember
My rating:  4 stars

While I loved the first book in the series, Sins and Needles, the second book, Shooting Scars, I only gave 3 stars, it had middle book syndrome, does that have a name?  This final book was better, but still only kept my interest because I needed to know if Ellie and Camden would get the happy ending they deserved.  I spent a lot of this book just hoping that they could catch a break. Every time it seemed they might be getting ahead, something messed it up.  Kind of reminds me of how The Walking Dead has been.  

Here is the synopsis from Goodreads:
The Faster They Live, the Harder They Fall . . .
Raised by con artists, Ellie Watt has a lot of crazy childhood memories-but none crazier than being scarred with acid by the demented crime boss Travis Raines. Now Ellie is a full-grown woman who lives for revenge, and Travis is a full-blown drug lord who kills for pleasure. The sadistic bastard has kidnapped her good friend Gus as well as her mother, whom he's been holding as prized possessions in his heavily guarded lair. And Ellie has only one chance in hell of getting them out alive-using two dangerous men who love her to death . . .

One is Camden McQueen, a talented tattoo artist who's made a permanent mark on Ellie's heart. The other is Javier Bernal, her fiery ex-lover who's busted more than a few heads in his time. From the crime-ridden streets of Mexico City to the predatory jungles of Honduras, this unlikely trio forms an uneasy alliance in the deadliest game of all-a gun-blazing battle to the finish that will pit enemy against enemy and lover against lover. And Ellie must choose the right man to trust . . . or die.