Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Review: Betrayed



Title: Betrayed
Series: Rockfort Security, #2
Author: Rebecca York
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Release Date: July 1, 2014
Pages: 320
Buy LinkAmazon

Blurb:

To Trust...
Rockfort Security operative Shane Gallagher has been brought into S&D Systems to find a security leak. Confidential information has been stolen, and Shane suspects Elena Reyes, a systems analyst with the access and know-how to pull it off. As he finds excuses to get close to her, their attraction is too strong to ignore, but how can Shane trust the very woman he's investigating?

Or Not to Trust
Elena has spent her life proving herself, but now she's risking it all: everything she's worked for, and her growing feelings for Shane. Much as she wants to trust the devastatingly sexy, hard-as-nails investigator, she can't let herself fall for him...the stakes are too high.


Review

Mistrust and Romance - this is Betrayed in two words.

This book was filled with suspicion, lies, and the fight for the truth. Shane was such a strong character. He did his job even when he felt he couldn't trust his subject. Elena, on the other hand, somehow always ended up doing something that caused Shane to doubt her. Their teamwork, however, was commendable, especially when the rest of Rockfort Security came to the rescue :)

I did admire Elena's bravery, though her loyalty was a bit irritating. I guess that's just what her culture taught her. Even when her brother didn't deserve her rescue, she went after him, even at the cost of her own life. 

Even when Shane didn't trust Elena in the slightest, his attraction to her propelled him to protect her at all cost. Also, as manly man that he was, he piloted a plane while he had a bullet on the side of body. That's sexy and stupid.

I love the Rockfort Security series for their action and romance. I can't wait to read the third book about Max!

Check out my review of the first book, Bad Nights!

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Thursday, November 6, 2014

Review: Undefeated



Title: Undefeated
Series: Bomb Squad, #2
Author: Melissa Cutler
Publisher: Penguin Group
Release Date: November 18, 2014
Buy LinkAmazon Pre-Order


I received an ARC copy in exchange for an honest review. Quotes in this review may be altered in the finished copy.

Blurb:

Welcome to Destiny Falls, New York, home of Bomb Squad--an ice hockey team full of rugged military heroes. The team's battling a losing streak, but the season's biggest game changer is one player's second chance with the one who got away...

Yoga instructor Marlena Brodie is always up for a challenge, and her new job of snapping Bomb Squad out of their rut is definitely that, even though it means being in close contact with Liam McAllister, her high school crush gone bad. She can feel the damage pouring off of him--but also a wild and sexy strength that calls to her.

The Army turned Liam McAllister into a man, but as a combat medic, he saw far too much to ever be whole again. He's not interested in the civilian world beyond his job as a carpenter, but he never stopped wondering what might have been with Marlena--and it isn't long before she's crashed through his carefully constructed walls. He longs for a new beginning with her, but to be the man she deserves, he'll have to step out of his defensive zone and score the most important play of his life...


Review

I read this book every minute I got. This was one of those books that you would rather read than work for a living. The book you'd rather stay up late for and screw the consequences of the next day at work. Who needs sleep?

This book was like a combination of a couple books I've read in the past. The ex-military reminded me of Jessica Scott's Coming Home series while the rest reminds me of Laura Kaye's Hard Ink series.

Melissa really captured the struggle of a veteran coming back to the civilian world and re-learning how things worked in society. When you read this book, just know that Chapters 16 and 17 were the ones to look out for. I was absolutely into it and I think they were the best chapters in the entire book. It showed just how dysfunctional yet strong Liam and Marlena's relationship was.

Liam had PTSD syndrome and as any man would, he didn't bother sharing his pain with people around him, including his twin Olivia. He was kind of like a Dom, except this wasn't a BDSM story. He definitely had tendencies, though. If he was a real person, I'd still be a bit scared of him even after reading his story.

"And I'm not going to ask you out because I don't have the patience for civilian dating bullshit."

Marlena, on the other hand, was some kind of spiritual sage. She put everything to the universe and she had some weird psychic abilities. Reading this book made me want to go back to doing yoga. The relaxation and the grounding seemed so promising. 

I don't know what else to say to convince you to buy this book, but I promise it's going to be so worth it! Now I should go buy the first book :)


Check out my reviews for the books that reminded me of this story:
Hard Ink Novels
1. Hard As It Gets
2. Hard As You Can
2.5 Hard To Hold On To

Coming Home Novels
1. Because of You
1.5 Anything For You
2. Until There Was You - it looks like I never read this book :(
2.5 I'll Be Home For Christmas
3. Back To You

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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Promo: Spanked By The Bad Boy






Spanked by the Bad Boy
Bad Boy Fever Series
London Saint James
Decadent Publishing
Cover Art by Mina Carter
57 pgs, 49k words
Contemporary Erotic Romance (Spanking),
Suspense, Thriller, Heat level 5


As the personal assistant to the owner of one of the top engineering firms in Denver, Tiffany Brooks has worked hard at maintaining a professional façade, intent on ridding herself of terrible habits—like her attraction to bad boys. But when the owner of DC Construction rides his chopper into her world two years after their one-time anonymous sexual encounter, everything turns upside down.
Declan Cage is the type of guy who makes a lasting impression, especially with women, yet the gorgeous assistant at Stoub Engineering never remembers his name—or does she? Intrigued by her game, her sexier than sin body, and an infuriating prissy attitude, Ms. Brooks is begging to be taken into hand, and he’s the man to do it.
Armed with the knowledge Declan doesn’t recognize her, will Tiffany give in to her desire for him yet again, or will her past come back to haunt them both and ruin their chance at something real?






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Regular Excerpt:
When a commotion broke out somewhere not too far behind Declan’s table, he
twisted in his chair to see what was going on. His brow crinkled.
“I’ll be back,” he said without looking at his employees.
Declan stood and made a beeline for the hallway leading to the restrooms, stopping
when he came to a guy in a suit and a woman he recognized.
“Is there a problem here?” he asked.
The woman spun around to see him, shock and perhaps a little fear written all over
her features. “Mr. Cage?”
“I see we’ve made progress, Ms. Brooks. You’ve remembered my name twice today.”
“There’s no problem, buddy,” the man said, puffing his chest out, reminiscent of a
peacock. “You need to go back to your table and mind your own damn business.”
“The lady is my business.” He hooked his fingers around Tiffany’s elbow and
maneuvered her beside him. “Are you all right? Is this guy bothering you?”
She gazed up at him with large blue eyes. “I’m okay. Everything’s okay.”
“It didn’t look that way to me.”
The guy she was with squared his shoulders. “Listen, asshole.” The distinct smell of
alcohol rolled from his breath. Obviously, The Suit couldn’t hold his liquor and falsely
thought he was some sort of tough guy when he drank. “The lady said everything is
fine.”
“You’ve had one too many,” Declan said. “You should probably go home before you
do something you’ll regret.”
“Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me what to do?” The man stupidly poked
his finger into Declan’s chest. “Besides, I won’t have any regrets about beating you like a
redheaded stepchild.”
The dude was a walking cliché. What a douchebag.
“I haven’t had a beating since I was nine, and I doubt you’re going to change my track record, but you’re more than welcome to try.” He tucked Tiffany behind him in a purely protective move. “I’ll even let you take the first swing.”
Tiffany tugged the back of his shirt and said, “There’s no need to make a scene.”
“No scene here, sugar. I’m only giving the guy what he wants.”
The man in the dark suit took a horrible roundhouse swing. Declan didn’t put any
real effort behind his counter move. He ducked to the right. The guy missed, spun
around, and stumbled away. He figured Mr. Fancypants had had enough, but no. It took
The Suit a second, then he straightened and came toward Declan, all wild-eyed and
doing a boogedy-boo, I’m-crazy-scary motion with his arms.
Declan waited until he came close again then punched the man in the nose.
Immediately, the guy’s own blood soiled his silver-white shirt and tie. He staggered
back, dazed, before he cupped his hands over his nose. Blood dripped from his fingers,
dribbled down his wrist, and trickled over the expensive watch he wore.
“I think you broke my nose,” he mumbled in a nasal sound from behind his hands.
Declan’s men had flanked him—feet spread, arms at their sides. He ignored them and nodded. “Yep. It’s broken.”
“Hey! Hey,” the manager of The Last Inning sputtered, waggling his bony finger at
them as he came over. “I’m not having this kind of thing going on in my establishment.”
The Suit kept his nose covered, but aimed his pinky at Declan. “He started it by—”
“No,” the manager said. “I don’t want to hear it, and I don’t give a rat’s ass who
started what.” He turned to glower at Declan. “Pay your bill then all of you, get out.”
“This ought to cover it.” Jett handed the manager a hundred.
He practically ripped the money from Jett’s hand.
“Fine. Now, go,” he said, shooing them away.
“No problem. We’re leaving,” Declan said and took Tiffany by the hand. She trailed
behind him while they headed for the door then, suddenly, she resisted. He stopped and
studied her, unsure what the holdup was. She held her right foot out. His gaze started at
the pointed toe of her black shoe, skimmed up her shapely leg, hip, small nipped waist,
bountiful breasts, slender neck, nose, and then finally looked into her eyes. “What?”
“Shoes,” she said in an exasperated tone. “You’re pulling me too hard, and I’m
walking too fast on a tile floor. I’m stumbling.”
He glanced at the spiked heels and shook his head. “I’ll slow down.”
He slowed their pace but didn’t let go of her until they made their way outside and
into the cool night air.
Standing beneath the covered porch of the sports bar, he observed his workers come
out, their expressions serious.
“What’s going on, DC?” Jett asked.
“Nothing I couldn’t handle.” He motioned with his hand. “Guys, this is Tiffany
Brooks, by the way. Tiffany, that’s Jett, one of my foremen, and over there is Chris. Chris
is my concrete guy.”
“Hi,” she said in a small voice.
Jett and Chris nodded. “Ma’am,” they said, almost in unison.
“You guys go on home,” Declan said. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Are you sure you don’t need us to stick around?” Jett asked.
“Naw.”
“Okay. If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.” Declan pulled his wallet from his back pocket and plucked a stack of
twenties out. “Here, Jett.”
Jett waved. “You don’t need to pay me back for the bill.”
“I do,” said Declan. Jett reluctantly took the money. “Go on home, and get some rest.”
He shoved his wallet into the pocket he’d pulled it from.
Once his workers left, he gave Tiffany his undivided attention. “I want you to tell me
why the man you were with was shaking you, maraca style?”


Adult Excerpt:



Author Bio & Links:
London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.
As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

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Sunday, November 2, 2014

Review: Heat


Cover of HEAT.

Title: Heat
Series: Club Inferno, #1
Author: Jamie K. Schmidt
Publisher: Loveswept
Release Date: June 3, 2014
Pages: 239
Buy LinkAmazon

Blurb:

On the run from her abusive fiancé, ER doctor Mallory Bryant arrives at her sister’s Connecticut resort desperate for a place to restore balance to her life. But Club Inferno is more than a haven for the rich and fashionable. Beneath its elegant facade is an erotic playground where dominants and submissives play out their fantasies. At first, Mallory is wary of Max Spencer, the martial arts trainer acting as her bodyguard—until he introduces her to passion so intense she wants nothing more than to surrender to his touch.

As one of Club Inferno’s most skilled doms, Max enjoys taking Mallory to the limits of pleasure. It’s a dangerous proposition, and as their sensual games draw them into a relationship beyond the boundaries of pupil and master, Max starts spiraling out of control. But when Mallory’s violent past catches up with her, Max knows what he must do: draw her closer than ever before, even if it means risking a surrender of his own.


Review

This book was SOOOOO hot... I didn't think I've ever read such a steamy book!

Mallory was a broken woman who had a lot of insecurities. At some point, I thought she was being whiny. I did like that she kept an open mind about Club Inferno. She was shy at first, but she couldn't possibly say no to Max.

Speaking of Max, this man was sex on a stick. Apparently, he liked voyeurism which I suppose was better than actually participating in the many scenes he came up with. To the people of Club Inferno, he was a very talented and creative man. To Mallory, he was a man who could do anything.

I also loved that Mallory's sister was very welcoming and supporting, while still being able to be the tough businesswoman that she was. I half expected that she would give Mallory a hard time, but I was pleasantly surprised when she would show sisterly love to Mallory.

I loved the steamy parts of this book, but also the gentle, more romantic side. It was that unconditional love that got to me. If you like steamy and romantic stories, this book is definitely for you. It's a must-read!

(since the copy I received was uncorrected, I cannot share any quotes I might have enjoyed)

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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Review: Hard To Hold On To


Title: Hard To Hold On To
Series: Hard Ink, 2.5
Author: Laura Kaye
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Release Date: September 30, 2014
Pages: 208
Buy LinkAmazon

Blurb:

Edward "Easy" Cantrell knows better than most the pain of not being able to save those he loves—which is why he is not going to let Jenna Dean out of his sight. He may have just met her, but Jenna's the first person to make him feel alive since that devastating day in the desert more than a year ago.

Jenna has never met anyone like Easy. She can't describe how he makes her feel—and not just because he saved her life. No, the stirrings inside her stretch far beyond gratitude.

When the pair is thrust together and chaos reigns around them, they both know one thing: The things in life most worth having are the hardest to hold on to.

Review

This book had so much emotions embedded in it. I just love how vulnerable and strong Easy was. It was interesting how he was incredibly attracted and protective towards Jenna. 

The panic attacks that Jenna experienced in the book hit close to home. I don't have panic attacks, but I do have anxiety attacks. Reading about Jenna's experience made me feel like I was there with her. I loved that Easy was able to be her rock throughout her ordeal. 

Even though this book was serious in many ways, I also enjoyed the comedic relief once in a while.

     He nodded and gestured to the hall. "Be right back." Just before he walked out the door, he glanced over his shoulder, and found her gripping the bed and bouncing her foot again. Because he was leaving.
     Then he wouldn't leave. At least, not enough to actually leave her alone. "All right, Jenna. I'm getting dressed right outside the door. Don't come out now. Wouldn't want to tarnish my reputation."

"Dude," Jeremy said, rubbing his arm. "Maybe you aren't doing it right 'cause sex is supposed to chill your ass out." (to Nick)

This is a must-read just like all the other books in the series... Go and get it now!

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