Tuesday, March 31, 2015

#NewReleases: March 31

I hope those slutty one-clickers of yours are all stretched and ready, because they're about to get a hell of a workout with today's new releases! I've been lucky enough to have already read some of these, so I'll make sure to leave my notes for you guys on the ones I absolutely loved. As for the rest? Well I'm currently one-clicking the absolute fuck out them ;)


I don't need to fangirl about this book anymore for you. You already know I'm planning to have Chu's babies
Are you all ready for the bearded sex machine?! Ben is going to rock your world. You may want to jock punch him through a good half of the book, but he'll make up for it at the end. Promise
This is the 4th and final book in the Sin Brother's series and it's a super hawt romantic suspense. This was probably my absolute favorite book in the series. HUGE rec from me
I love Lori's books, and no one writes a steamy contemporary with hawt MMA fighters quite like her. I really loved the first book. So excited for this one!
This is the 3rd and final book in the super sexy and angsty trilogy. I really loved the first book, so I'm planning on binging and reading 2 and 3 in a row
Cassie and Luke's book! FINALLY! I honestly feel like I've been waiting years for their story. So excited for this one
I ADORED this book. While it's 8th in the series, it's easily read as a standalone. This was my first book by this author and I can't recommend it enough
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Monday, March 30, 2015

Pre-Release Tour: Chapter One Reveal & #Giveaway: ★The Slayer★ by @Kele_Moon


Title: The Slayer (Untamed Hearts, #2)
Author: Kele Moon
Genre: Erotic | Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 31, 2015
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To Chuito the apartment was a self-imposed prison for a lifetime of sins. To Alaine, the girl next door, it was salvation from her overbearing, religious father.


He was a devil.
She was an angel.

Two people who should’ve never met, let alone become friends, but it’s not until they give into the dangerous passion that’s been simmering under the surface for five years that things go to hell.

On the outside, Chuito ‘The Slayer’ Garcia is on top of the world. He’s successful. He’s wealthy. He's a champion MMA fighter surrounded by friends who support him, but they don’t know what he was before he came to Garnet.

A gangster.
A thief.
An addict.
A murderer.

Now his past is churning up demons he can’t ignore. Chuito knows he needs to go back to Miami to end it, but there's something holding him back, a single temptation he can't resist before leaving.

Alaine.

She’s the one drug he can’t give up…even if it destroys them both.

“To me you’re coke. Fine. Smooth. Perfectly white. Very bad for me, but so fucking sexy I don’t give a shit. It’s worth going down for.” – Chuito Garcia
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“I’m obviously drunk too.” Chuito pushed her away, forcing her fingers out of his hair. “I didn’t eat yet. Just—” He rubbed a hand over his face and stepped back until he hit the door. “You should go.”


She swallowed hard and looked away, because the rejection stung. She felt it heat her cheeks, and she closed her eyes against the sadness that swept her up without warning. “Yeah, okay,” she whispered as she fought tears. “I’m sorry for touching you.”


“It’s not you, mami,” Chuito said softly and then reached out and caressed her hair, brushing it away from her face and tucking it behind her ear. “You know it’s my issue.”


“Bullshit!”


He flinched, because usually she didn’t swear. “Alaine—”


“No,” she said before he could give her one of his crappy excuses. “It is me. You didn’t want me. You told me to go back to the church.”

“I didn’t know you were going to date assholes!” Chuito gestured to the window as evidence. “Your taste in men sucks!”

“I give up!” She threw up her hands as the tears spilled out and rolled down her cheeks. “I give up, Chu! No one wants me. I’m broken.”

“You’re not broken.”

“I am broken,” she promised him. “Very, very, very broken. I’m cold.”

“Cold?” Chuito let out a broken laugh. “Are you crazy?”

“No, really, you don’t know. I’m not very good in bed.”

“Don’t tell me about it.” Chuito held up a hand to stop her. “I didn’t know you’d been sleeping with Edward or that dick Joe before him.”

“You thought I was going to buy a car without test-driving it first?” she asked in disbelief. “What century are you living in?”

“I thought telling you to go back to church would change your stance on that.” Chuito shrugged. “I—” He paused and then turned to the door. He grabbed the handle and twisted it. “Go, Alaine. I’m drunk. You’re drunk.”


“You think you can just dismiss me?”


“It’s my apartment,” he reminded her. “I’m dismissing you. Right now.”


“Fine.” She grabbed her purse off the kitchen table and brushed past him.


Her door next to his was locked, so she had to fish in her purse, but her hands were shaking and she was crying. She was embarrassed, and she wished she had grabbed the bottle off the counter so she could drink all his tequila and just pass out to escape her life. Especially when she could feel Chuito standing there staring at her while she cried over her crushed heart and ego.


“Here’s an idea,” Chuito said slowly as if he didn’t trust himself to speak, but he did anyway. “Maybe it’s not you.


Maybe it’s them.”


“It’s not,” she assured him as she found her keys. “It’s me.”


“You’re wrong.” He sounded sure about it too. “I guarantee you, if those fuckers told you that you’re cold, then it’s them.”


“I can’t do it alone either.” She put her key in the door and turned the lock. “It’s me, Chu. Be happy you’re not interested. I’m leaving you alone now.”


She stepped in, closed the door, and threw her purse on the floor. Then she walked to her bedroom, her breathing ragged, the tears dripping down her chin as she kicked off her shoes. She pulled off her top and threw it on her comforter in a huff.


Alaine sat down on the edge of her bed and buried her face in her hands. Five years, and she couldn’t stop herself from loving him. From wanting him. From thinking about him every waking moment.


She hated herself for living for those times, late at night, when she’d hear his dreams turn into nightmares, and she’d have a reason to go to him. He was so different at night, without the impenetrable shields he put up during the day.

She closed her eyes, imagining what he would look like with the covers pushed down around his waist, the edge of his boxer briefs barely visible, all that beautiful, tanned, and tattooed skin showing.


The door to the apartment burst open, and she just had a second to grab her shirt and cover herself before Chuito was filling up the doorway to her bedroom.


“Coño.” Chuito looked at the ceiling rather than Alaine sitting there with her arm across her chest. He turned as if he was going to leave, but he stopped, showing her his back. He put his hand on the frame and swallowed hard before he asked quietly, “What do you mean, you can’t do it alone?”


“Really?” She laughed. “I have to spell it out to you? The gangster. The man who is too bad to be with someone good?”


“Just answer the question, Alaine,” Chuito said with his back still to her. “Spell it out for me. Remember, we don’t speak the same first language.”


She rolled her eyes, because that one was very old. The different-cultures excuse had expired three years ago. “Spare me.”


“Did you put your shirt on?”


“No, I didn’t.” She threw it at him for good measure. He flinched when it hit his back. “I’m not an angel, and you’re not a devil. So what are you going to do ’bout it?”


“It is official that you’re not allowed to drink Patrón anymore,” Chuito growled.


“It’s my apartment.” She tried to imitate his harsh, unbending way of demanding things. “Get out.”


“Why are you taking this so fucking personally?” Chuito asked in disbelief.



Want more? Head to As the Pages Turn on March 31st for the next and last installment of Chapter One of THE SLAYER. If you haven’t been following, be sure to go back to the first blog on the tour and read the excerpts from the beginning. Be sure to stop by the other stops for the rest of Chapter One. You can find the schedule HERE or below.


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A freckle faced, redhead born and raised in Hawaii, Kele Moon has always been a bit of a sore thumb and has come to enjoy the novelty of it. She thrives off pushing the envelope and finding ways to make the impossible work in her story telling. With a mad passion for romance, she adores the art of falling in love. The only rules she believes in is that, in love there are no rules and true love knows no bounds.

So obsessed is she with the beauty of romance and the novelty of creating it she’s lost in her own wonder world most of the time. Thankfully she married her own dark, handsome, brooding hero who had infinite patience for her airy ways and attempts to keep her grounded. When she leaves her keys in the refrigerator or her cell phone in the oven he’s usually there to save her from herself. The two of them now reside in Florida with their three beautiful children who make their lives both fun and challenging in equal parts–They wouldn’t have it any other way.


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New Release & Review: ★Stygian★ by @nashodarose

Stygian (Scars of the Wraiths: Prequel book 1 )
Author: Nashoda Rose
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2015
Danni 
I remember nothing of my abduction two years ago. Sounds and scents trigger horrific flashes, but it’s all a blur except for one man with brilliant green eyes. When the tatted six foot two Adonis shows up at my door, my knowledge of the world is shattered.
Bound to the immortal Scar by an ancient spell, we are on the run. Because Balen is the hunted.
And if he dies, so do I.

Balen: Scar
My code of honor was respected without question … until I consumed the blood of a vampire in exchange for a mortal woman’s freedom.
The Scars want me imprisoned. The Wraiths want me dead. But the woman I can’t forget needs me. And I’ll risk everything to protect her.Even if it means killing her.

Because in order for her to live—first she must die.

Full-length novel. Come meet the Scars.

Scars: Immortal warriors with capabilities derived from the senses: Trackers, Sounders, Healers, Tasters, Visionaries, and the rare Reflectors. They each have what is known as an Ink, a tattoo that can be called to life.

There are three full-length prequels to TAKE (scars of the wraiths). This is book One.
All three prequels were previously published and have been re-written entirely and are now in multiple first person POVs.*Stygian was originally titled JUMP.
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4.25 Stars
I'd fight for you, Danni. Right to the fuckin' end. I'd never stop. No matter what shit was put up against us, I'd keep fighting.
This book was everything I love about PNR. Having read and loved Take, I was super excited to get my hands on more of the Scars. But where Take read more like a standalone and had the romance be the predominant element, Stygian had a lot more PNR elements that I couldn't get enough of. Having read Take first, I couldn't help thinking that I was missing a lot of the backbone of the story behind the Scars. Don't get me wrong, there was plenty of back story and world building in that book. But it still took me a while to wrap my mind around everything. There was even a glossary of terms in the beginning. I really think that Nashoda should have began this series with this book, because it managed to do what Take couldn't. It totally and completely sucked you into the world building element of the story. It truly fed you every bit of detail piece by piece where you'll never feel lost (no glossary required). If anything, I'd recommend starting with this book first before you read Take, for no other reason than this book will absolutely hook you on this series.

Danni spent horrific days in captivity at the hands of a sadistic monster that got off on her pain, but she doesn't remember it. Bits and pieces will randomly slam into her mind, but she can't put them together. All she knows is that she was taken, and then she wasn't. The nightmarish flashbacks torture her even more because she doesn't know if they're real or not.
But nothing haunts her more than a pair of captivating green eyes and the ruthlessly handsome face that's attached to it. So much so, that she's been obsessively painting the man for the two years after her captivity not knowing if he's a memory or just a figment of her imagination.
Inside, I was a tornado of emotions- tearing, pushing and pulling in every direction. I couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong with me.
Balen is a Scar that sold his soul to the devil in order to stop Danni's pain. Having to watch her torture day in and day out while being completely powerless to help her ate away at him until finally he made a decision that would very well cost him his life. If the vampire blood he consumed won't kill him, the Deaconry and The Wraiths will since it goes against their every rule. But he'd do it again if he had the choice. What he can't seem to do now, is get the woman out of his mind. Inexplicably drawn to her, he gravitates to her like a magnet even though his presence is dangerous to them both.
I loved getting more history on The Scars here. You truly get a grasp for their world, especially with additional POVs with a few integral secondary characters. Adding additional POVs to a story on top of the MCs can be tricky, since sometimes they may just complicate things. Fortunately, Nashoda Rose pulls this off seamlessly. I really felt like the secondary POVs only added to the story without ever being confusing.

I absolutely LOVED Danni and Balen not only together but as individual characters. Danni has this tough shell, but inside there's this incredibly endearing vulnerability to her. It was also such a refreshing change to get a hero like Balen. While he manages to have this air of ruthlessness to him, he's so soft and caring with Danni. You can truly feel the connection between them, and not just on the sexual level. Though let me tell you, that sexual level was hot as hell!

I was completely enraptured with this story. It sucked me in from the very beginning and I couldn't seem to put it down until the end. Between the romance for Danni and Balen, there was so much else going on.

My only quibble is that I couldn't help but feel there was supposed to be a book before them, one for Anstice and Keir. There was a lot of reference to what happened between them, as well as what happened between Anstice and Balen. Now while it does get explained in more detail towards the end, I feel like maybe it should have been addressed earlier in the book.

Aside from that, there was really nothing else that I didn't love. I was practically salivating for any and all additional details between Waleron and Delara. Man oh man does their story sound like it's bound to be a juicy one. I was already captivated by them in this book and they were just secondary characters.

Stygian was action packed, steamy, and filled with intricate world building. Not many authors can pull of switching between contemporary and PNR, but Nashoda definitely pulls it off and pulls it off well. PNR is my first love, and to say that I'm picky about it would definitely be a gross understatement. While I wasn't quite sold on the series after Take (I just loved that story as a whole), this one absolutely sealed the deal for me.

Then of course there was the teaser for Kilter's book. Now if there's anything that this author does extremely well, that's write one hell of a sexy asshole. Kilter? Sweet baby jebus, I'm not even sure if my ovaries will survive him. But what a way to go! The set up for his book sounds absolutely amazing!

Nashoda is incapable of writing a book that I don't completely devour, and this was no exception. If you're a fan of steamy PNR, then you definitely don't want to miss this book. I'd suggest starting with Stygian first and then reading Take. You'd enjoy it a heck of a lot more ;)
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Release Week Blitz & Excerpt: ★Holding Strong★ by @lorilfoster

Holding Strong (Ultimate #2)
Author: Lori Foster
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 30, 2015
An up-and-coming MMA fighter wants more than just one night from a woman fleeing her past in Lori’s irresistible new novel.

Heavyweight fighter Denver Lewis plays real nice, but he doesn’t share. That’s why he’s been avoiding top-notch flirt Cherry Peyton. But a man can only resist those lush curves for so long. Their encounter surpasses all his fantasies, bringing out protective urges that Cherry’s about to need more than she knows…

Denver’s combination of pure muscle and unexpected

tenderness has been driving Cherry wild. Yet no sooner does she get what she’s been craving than old troubles show up on her doorstep. And this time, Cherry can’t hide behind a carefree façade. Because the man by her side is one who’ll fight like hell to keep her safe…if only she’ll trust him enough to let him…

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Holding Strong will have you holding
your breath while burning fingers quickly turn the pages.”
“…a fun and sexy read. It has a touch of suspense to it as
well to keep the pace of the story going along.”
“The men of Foster’s Ultimate series may be powerful
fighters, but they are all heart, and none more so than the hero of this
installment. His unwavering support for his feisty, frightened heroine redeems
them both in time, but it is their searing chemistry that will hold readers’
attention.”
“Foster…manages to keep characters evolving throughout the
course of a novel, becoming true ‘heroes’ by the time ‘The End’ rolls around.”


Gaze softening, her attention went all over his body.

“Seriously, Denver. Did you really want to argue right now?”

He searched her face. “No.” Hell no. Especially not with her looking at him like that. He moved in again, one hand on the wall by her shoulder. “Thing is, I’m not sure you want what I want.”

For the longest time, their gazes held while her breathing quickened and her cheeks warmed. Finally, in a whisper, she asked, “Do you want me?”

With one short nod, he pressed her to the wall, feeling her all along his length. “Have for a long time.”

“You hid it well.”

“Then I’m one hell of an actor.” He brushed his mouth over her forehead. “We have a lot of talking to do, but I’d as soon do it after.”

“After?”

“After I’ve had you. Maybe several times.”

She dipped her head down so that he stared at the crooked part in her fair hair. He brushed his nose against her, down to her temple, her ear.

Her hands clutched at him. “I got the feeling you didn’t
like me.”

“I like you.” It was how her flirting made him feel that he didn’t like so much.

Pushing him back so she could see his face, she asked anxiously, “You won’t change your mind?”

The laugh tried to escape, but he wanted her too much to take a chance on pissing her off. “Where’s your room?”

“Close.” On a sharply inhaled breath, she stepped him back a few paces and darted around him in a rush. “Come on.”

At first he just watched her, her obvious urgency, the way her hair teased over her shoulders. She stopped halfway down the hall and
fumbled in her purse before pulling out a key card. She opened the door, jammed the keyy card back into her purse, and glanced at him.

Ah, hell. Definitely close. In a few long strides Denver reached her.

Seconds later they were in her room.

A second after that he was kissing her.
Since first publishing in January 1996, Lori Foster has become a USA Today, Publisher’s Weekly and New York Times bestselling author.

Lori has published through a variety of houses, including Kensington, St. Martin’s, Harlequin, Silhouette, Samhain, and Berkley/Jove. She is currently published with HQN.

Lori hosts a very special annual “Reader & Author” event in West Chester, Ohio. Proceeds from the event have benefited many worthy causes, including the Hamilton County YWCA Battered Women’s Shelter, the Animal Adoption Foundation, The Conductive Learning Center for children with spina bifida and cerebral palsy, and The One Way Farm, Children’s Home.

Each year Lori donates all proceeds from one book to charity. You can see the benefit romance books here : http://lorifoster.com/benefit-books/

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Sunday, March 29, 2015

Blog Tour, Excerpt & #Giveaway: ★The Music of Temptation★ by @veritymjacobs

THE MUSIC OF TEMPTATION is a contemporary romance, and the second book in Verity Jacobs’ The Expat Series. Check out all the stops along the way for fun content and new excerpts!
The Music of TemptationMargot Duke can’t keep her long-distance relationship alive any more than she can the cells that are supposed to be taking center stage in her PhD thesis. Both seem to be suffering an inexplicably long and drawn-out death, and she’s spent more than enough time fretting about it, without any solution in sight.

It figures that the one day she chooses to pack it all in and stop caring is the day she meets Jonathan Young.

Jonathan swings through town with his band, just long enough to knock Margot off her feet, and leave her feeling a little giddy in his wake. The encounter proves once and for all that her inter-continental love affair is over, but can she really stomach the idea of starting another one right on its heels? And with the darling of the indie rock world at that?

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Post-rock cell death

“Hi again,” he said, lips twitching.

“Hi.” I withered slightly, and turned to lean my elbows against the bar.

“I’m Jonathan.”

“Margot,” I managed.

“Margot,” he mused, somehow making my name sound like an invitation. “I like the way you dance.”

“Er, thanks?”

He chuckled lightly as my cheeks burned red. “You looked just as comfortable dancing here as you would around your bedroom.”

“Lab,” I corrected him.

“Lab?”

“I dance to Paperclouds while I’m working. Helps to break the tedium.”

“You work in a lab?” The inflection instantly got my back up. Why was it so difficult for people to believe that I was working toward a PhD?

“I’m a biologist. I do research. Yeah, I work in a lab,” I replied snottily.

He searched my face slowly, reading my defiance with those cool blue eyes.

“Wow,” he said, after a beat. “That’s, um, that’s really impressive.

I felt a twinge of regret for reacting so badly.

“What do you do research on?” he asked.

“The mechanics of cell death,” I said by rote. I always had a standard spiel in reserve for interested parties and great-aunts. Not necessarily the dumbed-down version, but certainly the pop-science story. It made social chit-chat easier to navigate.

“Huh,” he said with a smile. “I might have to write a song about that. It sounds suitably post-rock. Tell me about it.”

I settled into story-telling mode, starting with the end game — disease and affliction, therapy and cures — working my way back to the minutiae of my project: fiddling with cell shape and structure to get at how and why things go wrong on that scale.

But the story arc was quickly abandoned as Jonathan prodded and probed, interjecting with questions and clarifications, and giving me more food for thought than I’d had in months. It wasn’t like talking to a scientist — another expert who knew the system well enough to ask the right questions.

It was different. Refreshing.

He pushed me in ways that I wasn’t used to. All the things I took for granted about my work were suddenly up for discussion. In most cases I knew the answers instinctively, but just having to revisit the questions was incredibly stimulating.

Now I couldn’t decide what was more turned on: my body, or my brain.



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TheScience of AttractionKate Ramsey is at the top of her game.

She’s the hot new recruit at the most prestigious research institute in Germany, and she’s determined to live up to the hype — even if it means working day and night. Stress relief comes in the form of a no-nonsense affair with her neighbor, who also happens to be the director of the institute. Who says sex should be anything more than a contract between two people who have other things on their mind?

So when Tom Baker saunters into her life, Kate is understandably upset to see this well-oiled machine splutter and seize. Tom is young and smart, and far too pretty for his own good. Kate can’t help but be drawn to him, even if giving in to the attraction would mean risking everything she’s worked for.


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Verity Jacobs is a reformed scientist, who left the lab when she fell in love with writing about love. She lives with her husband and baby girl in London, where she dreams by day and writes all night long. She is addicted to the heart flutters and stomach flips of the fictional romance world.





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