Blog Tour: The Marriage Pact by Winter Renshaw ~ 4 stars


I was sixteen when I vowed I would never marry him.

We shook on it. Pinky swore. Even put it in writing and all but signed our names in blood.

It was the one and only thing we ever agreed on.

To the world, he’s Prince Ian, Duke of Montcroix, second in line to the Chamont throne. Panty-melting accent. Royal charm. Hypnotic presence. Blindingly gorgeous. Laundry list of women all over the world who would give their first born for the chance to marry him. Most eligible bachelor in the free world …

But to me, he’s nothing more than the son of my father’s best friend—the pesky blue-eyed boy who made it his mission to annoy the ever-loving hell out of me summer after summer as our families vacationed together, our parents oblivious to our mutual disdain as they joked about our “betrothal.”

He was also my first kiss.

And my first taste of heartbreak so cataclysmic it almost broke me.

I meant it with every fiber of my soul when I swore I’d never marry him.

But on the eve of my 24th birthday, His Royal Highness has the audacity to show up at my door after years of silence and make a demand will forever change the trajectory of our lives: “We have to break our pact.”


I sat and read this book in one day – it was hard to do anything else. I liked how the author was able to entertain me with this fast-paced story.

This royal-themed romance had twists and turns I couldn’t even predict. After an initial game of pull-and-tug, both Emilie & Julian realise that the past may not be as they remembered it. Giving each other a second chance is the next logical step, but as evidenced by their tumultuous relationship, nothing is ever easy for these two.

I enjoyed this different royal romance. I only had an issue with the last part of the story and how quickly things “tied together” with no real resolution, in my opinion.

Still, I’d recommend this sweet, fairly clean romance.

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“Ms. Belleseau,” he says before moving aside. “Welcome. Won’t you come in?”

Her eyes lift across the small space until they find mine, and her hands clasp in front of her waist. She’s in jean shorts, a white tank top, sandals, and a wildly colorful cardigan. Her long hair is piled on top of her head—hardly the look of a queen, but I like it nonetheless.

My all-American sweetheart …

“I’ll do it,” she says as Harrison locks the door behind her. Emelie takes a few more steps closer, until we’re only a few feet apart. “But I have terms and conditions.”

“Such as?”

“No sex,” she says.

I hide my disappointment with a smirk. “Glad we’re getting that one out of the way. What else?”

“No romance.”


“Limited public engagements,” she adds.

“I’m afraid that one isn’t up for negotiation,” I say. “But you’ll be pleased to know that we aren’t allowed to demonstrate any public displays of affection, so any and all public engagements will require nothing more than a smile, a curtsy, and a few kind words.”

“Fine.” Her arms fold across her chest, like she still isn’t comfortable with the idea of this arrangement. “You get me until my twenty-ninth birthday and not a day longer.”


“Oh. And I’m allowed to see my family at any chosen time, regardless of schedule or engagements,” she says.

I hesitate—logistics and all of that.

“That’s my non-negotiable,” she says. “My mother and my sisters are my everything. If I want to see them, you’re going to make it happen or the deal is off. And my friends too. I want my friends to be able to visit.”

That’s her non-negotiable? I figured it would’ve been the sex …

“All right,” I say. “Shall we pinky swear on this as we did with our last agreement?”

She fights a smile—a good sign—but her poker face returns in an instant, rendering her back to unreadable.

“You have my word if I have yours,” she says, not moving so much as an inch closer. Her chin lifts and her shoulders straighten as she looks me dead in the eye. I can’t tell if she’s feeling good about her decision or giving me her best poker face.

“Apparently pinky promises aren’t as binding as we thought now, are they?”

My joke falls on deaf ears. She isn’t amused.

Her arms lower to her sides, as though she’s feeling slightly less defensive than when she first walked in the door.

“You’re going to make an amazing queen, Emelie,” I say, envisioning her in my great-grandmother’s glimmering Belcast tiara. “Welcome to the royal family.”

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Blog Tour: Justified (Loveless, Texas #1) by Jay Crownover ~ 5 stars

We are so excited to celebrate the release of JUSTIFIED by Jay Crownover by being part of the blog tour today! JUSTIFIED is part of the new Loveless, Texas series and it is available now!

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The New York Times bestselling author of the Marked Men series delivers a romance about a rugged Texas sheriff who must protect the woman who was once his sworn enemy…

Case Lawton comes from a family of criminals. So as the sheriff of Loveless, Texas, he’s determined to do everything by the book–until he’s called to Aspen Barlow’s office after a so-called break-in. The last thing he wants to do is help the woman who cost him custody of his son. But Aspen isn’t the heartless lawyer Case remembers, and he starts to question his long-held grudge…

Aspen is scared for her life, and Case is her last hope for protection. But to get him on her side, she’ll have to reveal the painful truth from all those years ago. Now, as they work together to track down a dangerous criminal, Case and Aspen learn to trust each other. And as the threats escalate, it becomes clear there’s a thin line between love and hate… because there’s nothing Case wouldn’t do to keep her safe.

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Jay Crownover has been on my TBR list for a very long time, and I finally took the plunge with “Justified”.

When the latest victim of a crime is his sworn enemy, Aspen Barlow, Sheriff Case Lawton must put aside his prejudices to see justice served. However, his heart decides to speak up, and he’s not the only one surprised when things turn out crazier than expected.

I really enjoyed this book. It was warm, sweet and action-packed – a real page-turner for me. I was all-in from page 1. The cast of characters was awesome. I loved the way Jay Crownover whetted my appetite for book 2 at the end. Cannot. Wait.

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Blog Tour: One Indecent Night (West Sisters #1) by A.M. Hargrove ~ 4 stars

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The day I saw Sylvie West standing next to the bride,
something moved in me I was certain had died.

I’d known her since she was a pain-in-the-rear kid, but she was my best friend’s cousin, and off limits.

He also told me he’d strangle me if I ever laid a hand on her.

When she downed tequila like water at the reception, and then danced on the table, all bets were off.

She was my kind of woman, and forbidden or not, I was going to make her mine.

Only when morning broke, I woke up to a different Sylvie—one who didn’t remember a single thing about the passion-filled night we’d shared.

Now, I had to prove I was the one who was meant for her.

After she put up one obstacle after another, the time had come to pull every trick out of my hat.

And Sylvie had no idea I was one tricky bastard.

But the last thing I expected was for her to turn the tables and play the last trick on me.


This book started out with an intriguing premise that held my attention completely til the last page.

I loved the heat, heart & humour that A.M. Hargrove put into this work. The author gives you a lot of information about Evan & Sylvie, making it impossible to not feel connected or invested in their HEA.

I liked Evan from the get-go. At first, he comes across as super chilled out, but you soon realise he’s one of the still-waters-run-deep sort of guys. He steps up to the plate as soon as he is needed, and looks for opportunities to enhance the happiness and comfort of those around him.

Sylvie is a bit wary. She’s conscious that for a large part of their lives, Evan ignored her, so she’s unsure how long the attraction on his part would last. Her distrust leads her to second guess his motives pretty much throughout the book until it becomes blatantly obvious that Evan is for real. He stands by her when she is at her lowest, and proves that he really is there for better or worse.

I was sad at some of the teary moments in the book, but the author still managed to round out the plot with lots of heartwarming moments. I only had one “huh?” moment, where a story arc seemed to go nowhere. Nevertheless, I recommend this book, and I definitely would love to read more of the West Sisters series.

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I was dabbing at my coffee stain when a knock sounded on the door. “Come on in, Grey.”

The door opened, and he walked in. “It’s not Grey.”

My head jerked up to see Evan standing there. “What are you doing here?”

“Sorry for the subterfuge, but I had to find a way to see you. You’re quite stubborn, you know.”

“So you lied?”

He shrugged. “With permission.”

I gawked at him. “What does that mean?”

“It means I spoke to Grey first. He said it was okay.”

“Oh, my God. You’re both conspiring against me.”

“Sweets, I only wanted to return something of yours and you gave me such a hard time of it, this was the only way I knew how.”

“What are you talking about?”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a thong. Then the bastard dangled it in front of me. “Recognize this?”

Shit. It was mine. I went to snatch it, but he pulled it out of my reach. “Oh, no. It won’t be that easy. In order to get it back, you have to go to dinner with me.”

“What? That’s blackmail.”

“Not really. What will I do to you if you don’t go?”

He really couldn’t do anything.

“See, you get my point. We can go anywhere you’d like, as long as it’s a sit down dinner where they have a great wine list.”

“And if I choose not to go?”

He smirked. “That’s easy. I get to keep this.”

Then the asshole put it up to his nose and inhaled. “Ahh, my favorite scent.”

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Release Blitz: His Queen of Clubs (Vegas Underground #6) by Renee Rose ~ 4 stars

Sorry, Printsessa. Freedom isn’t in the cards for you. You’re mine now.”

I came for revenge.

The Tacone Family wiped out the Chicago mafiya.

My bratva. My family.

So I captured their little sister.

Now that I have her, I don’t want to let her go.

I’d rather keep her forever—my captive bride.

They’ll pay a dowry instead of ransom.

At the end of the day, the girl and the fortune will be mine.

Because I’ll never relinquish their queen of clubs.

Note: This steamy stand-alone romance is the sixth in USA Today best-selling author Renee Rose’s Vegas Underground series. No cheating, no cliffhangers.


This was a pretty good read.

The entire plot was tastefully done, with lots of suspense, drama & steam. I went into the book, not knowing exactly what to expect, but ended up loving it. I read it through in one day. I definitely would read Renee Rose’s bratva/mafia work again in the future.

I voluntarily read & reviewed an ARC of this book.

Alessia comes out with her wet hair falling over her shoulders and a towel wrapped around her.

I shake my head and she stops.

“Drop the towel,” I growl. “You lost your clothing privileges.”

Her nostrils flare. She’s over being turned on and now she’s pissed. “Figlio di puttana!”

I don’t speak Italian, but I get the gist. “Watch it, printsessa, or I’ll smack that ass red again.”

Color tinges her cheeks.

My dick turns marble hard.

Damn, how I want to pound between those legs until she screams.

I clear my throat. “The towel.”

She tosses her hair, sending splatters of water around the room. With one flick of her wrist, she removes the towel and throws it in my face. Lucky for both of us, she’s wearing panties beneath it.

That doesn’t stop my cock from throbbing.

“Over here.” I sound far more gruff than I mean to. That’s what blue balls do to me. I force myself to take a breath before I get near her, before I bind her wrists and tie her to the bed.

She smells like apples and honey. Is that what my shampoo smells like? It can’t. I’ve never smelled anything so erotically alluring before in my life.

I wrap the swath of fabric around her wrists first to keep the rope from biting, then bind her hands together. I attach them to the headboard for good measure, but I leave her ankles free. It has nothing to do with me wanting to watch those long legs thrash around on the bed when she tries to move.

Nothing at all.


USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM novels. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews’ Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon’s Top Author list. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.

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Blog Tour: Review|Giveaway|Excerpt – How To Best A Marquess (Raven Club #2) by Tina Gabrielle ~ 4 stars

Lady Ellie Swift learned at an early age that men were more trouble than they’re worth. Now she’s all grown up and is the toast of society. Only she has secret ambitions to run her brother’s infamous gambling establishment—the Raven Club. Everything is progressing as planned until the man who broke her heart, Hugh Vere, the Marquess of Deveril, wants to take over the club. Dark, dominant, and strikingly handsome, Hugh’s reputation for sin precedes him, and suddenly, her dreams—and her heart—are in jeopardy.

As rakish as Hugh appears, he has a sharp mind for business. No one stands in the way of what he wants, not even the fiery-haired beauty from his past. From the moment he sees her again sparks fly, but he knows better than to fall for the lady. According to Ellie, the battle lines have been drawn and Hugh doesn’t stand a chance. But the nearly combustible chemistry between them is hard to ignore, and soon the club is not the only prize he wants…

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How to Best a Marquess
by Tina Gabrielle

Raven Club

Historical Romance

Entangled Scandalous

Publication Date
June 10, 2019

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This is a good story.

Ellie Swift is determined to be an independent woman. No desire for marriage and love, the only thing standing in her way is Hugh Vere, the man who broke her heart into a million pieces five years earlier. He’s back, sexier than ever and in direct competition with her to win the life of her dreams.

This second chance romance was intriguing, with the added layer of suspense and danger to the plot. The plot was paced well, and was not overly complicated.

I recommend this book.

I voluntarily read & reviewed an ARC of this book, received via NetGalley.

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Chapter One

April 1825

The Raven Club

An Undisclosed Location in London

Grunts echoed off the paneled walls.

The sickening sounds of flesh hitting flesh.

Ellie Swift’s breath stalled in her throat. From the look of things, the boxing match would soon be over. In the center of the large room was a square ring roped off with stakes anchored to the hardwood floor at each corner. In the ring, the two opponents circled each other, rocking back and forth with nimble footwork. Both men were bare-chested and bare-fisted. One fighter was huge, a towering hulk of a man—a well-known pugilist aptly called Bear. The other’s back was to her, smooth muscle and bronzed skin glistening beneath the blazing candlelight of the chandeliers. He was tall, just over six feet, but standing in the same ring with Bear seemed to diminish his size.

The crowd cheered, and one could feel the vibrant energy among the gathered spectators as wagers were swiftly made and money exchanged hands. As far as Ellie could discern, most of the wagers were in favor of Bear.

“Who is he?” Ellie strained to see the mysterious fighter’s face from her vantage in the crowd. Her fingers itched to remove her feathered mask to get a better look. But her mask shielded her identity. All the women who attended the Raven Club wore them, especially the wives of wealthy aristocrats who frequented the casino or had a preference for the boxing matches in the back room adjoining the gaming floor. She was drawn to the fights even though her brother, the owner of the club, did not always approve.

She watched, enthralled, as sweat glistened on their brows and backs and ran into the band of their trousers. She’d observed matches before and had seen men’s naked chests. She’d roamed the gambling floor and seen her fair share of the pugilists in the boxing room. At twenty-three, she was five years past her first Season, and she’d heard many whispers that she was on her way to becoming a spinster. The whispers hadn’t bothered her. She’d much rather spend time in her brother’s club than at a ball. Still, despite attending more matches than any young lady should have, she found herself studying the unknown fighter.

“He’s a blue blood,” a man with a gold front tooth, standing to her right, said.

Nobility? Ellie shifted, but she still couldn’t make out his face through the throng of people. Something was familiar about the way he moved—powerful, purposeful…elegant, but she couldn’t place him. He had dark hair and broad shoulders. Not uncommon.

“A marquess who likes adventure. Bad that he chose Bear to challenge,” a bearded man to her left said.

Bad indeed.

Yet, as she watched, the man’s footwork was as swift as his fists. He ducked and wove and avoided blows that would surely have felled any man if Bear’s fists had made contact.

The nagging in the back of her mind continued. What was it about him?

Determined to find out, Ellie wove through the crowd to get closer to the ring. Just as she reached the front, a gasp and shout arose among the crowd. Bear’s uppercut connected with his opponent’s chin. The dark-haired man’s head whipped back, and he staggered, then stumbled forward to catch himself on the ropes.

For a heart-stopping moment, he was inches from her face.

Recognition jolted through her.

Along with a deep-seated dread and a maddening pounding of her heart. The vibrant green of his eyes, the divot in his chin, the full lips, and—

“A kiss from a lovely lady for luck,” he said, breathing heavily.

Before she could blink, those perfect lips pressed against hers. Hot. Swift. Over in seconds, he turned to face his opponent.

Ellie, on the other hand, was not as quick to recover.

Oh my God.

It was the devil returned.

Her only consolation was that he didn’t recognize her with her mask.

She turned and fled into the refuge of the casino.

There was something about her.

Hugh Vere, the Marquess of Deveril, did not consider himself a superstitious man. But the lady’s kiss had surely turned luck in his favor.

He’d defeated the monster of a man named Bear soon after he’d kissed the lady. Landing a blow to Bear’s right temple, his opponent had dropped like a stone.

Hugh wiped his brow with a towel and dipped a dented metal cup in a bucket of water. The cool drink eased his parched throat. He hadn’t been in the best position to study the woman closely. His teeth had rattled in his skull after Bear’s fist had made jarring contact with his jaw. She’d worn a peacock-feathered mask, and he hadn’t made out the color of her eyes. But he had glimpsed her hair. Had it been as vivid a red as he’d thought?

Could it be her?

He’d only known one female who’d had that hair color. The young girl from his past would be a woman now. His brow creased as he tried to recall the details of the masked female he’d kissed moments ago.

He remembered her lips. Soft and inviting. His daring kiss had paid off in a win. Had she stayed to watch?

He tossed the towel to a boy, one of many he’d noticed working at the Raven Club. “The lady with the peacock mask. Who is she?”

The lad shrugged slender shoulders. “No one asks at the Raven, me lord. The ladies wear masks to gamble and watch the fights.”

Hugh knew secrecy was prized at the club. It was one of the numerous reasons the place took in a fortune in coin every evening.

“Where did she go?”

The boy pointed to a set of doors at the far end of the cavernous room. “Back to the casino floor.”

Hugh had business to conduct at the casino. If he was lucky, he’d spot her on the way and offer his thanks.

The doors led from the boxing room to the main casino floor. It was an ingenious design, in Hugh’s opinion. Every vice resided beneath one roof. Almost every vice. From what he’d been told, the Raven Club did not offer demimondes. Only bored widows looking to gamble and some seeking to engage in a night of physical pleasure.

Not much difference in Hugh’s estimation. He’d enjoyed the attentions of willing widows and actresses since his return from war months ago.

The casino was busy tonight. Every table on the floor was filled with gamblers hoping to win at a game of chance. The crack of the dice across the green baize of the hazard table drew his eye. The sound of the roulette wheel as the little white ball spun and spun combined with the excited shouts of the players and the call of the croupiers. Men and women gazed at their cards in avaricious intensity at the whist, faro, and vingt-et-un tables. Liveried servers with an embroidered R on their waistcoats delivered tumblers of amber-colored alcohol on trays to the gamblers. The scent of cigar smoke wafted to him.

He recognized many of the spectators from the boxing match, now eager to spend their winnings on games of chance. Most would lose. Another efficiency of the club he admired. Have them wager on the fights, then pass through the doors and turn around and give their money back to the club at the tables.

“Lord Castleton is waiting for you upstairs,” a tall, broad-shouldered man with a brick-like chin said. Hugh had learned his name was Brooks and he was the head guard on the casino floor.

Hugh scanned the room for the red-haired woman in the peacock mask, but she was nowhere to be found. He followed Brooks up a winding staircase to a second floor. The man opened the first door on the right.

It was a spacious room with an oak desk, matching leather chairs, and a thick Oriental carpet. Papers beneath polished stone paperweights and leather-bound ledgers were piled upon the desk. A globe rested on an end table in the corner.

Hugh turned at the sound of a throat clearing to find the earl and his countess standing at the sideboard in the corner of the room.

“Welcome, Lord Deveril. It is a pleasure to see you again.” Lady Castleton came forward and curtsied. She was an attractive woman with dark hair and blue eyes. She was also large with child. Her husband, Ian Swift, the Earl of Castleton and the owner of the Raven Club, stood beside his wife.

Hugh hadn’t expected the countess to be present. He’d just stepped out of the ring, so he hadn’t bothered with a waistcoat and cravat. He wasn’t properly attired to meet her.

Hugh bowed. “Thank you, my lady.”

“Congratulations on defeating Bear,” Lord Castleton said.

Hugh didn’t try to hide his surprise. “News travels that quickly?”

“I know everything that happens in the Raven soon after it occurs.” Lord Castleton waved toward a window overlooking the casino floor. “I may not be able to see the boxing room, but my workers below deliver messages with simple hand motions. See for yourself.”

Hugh walked to a window in the paneled wall that overlooked the casino floor. He could see everything clearly from this vantage point—the flurry of the dealer’s hands, the slight sheen of sweat on the gamblers’ faces as they placed their wagers, the painted lips of the masked women as they coyly smiled and flirted, and even the satisfied expression of a waiter who received a gold coin after delivering a whisky to a lucky winner.

He was fascinated. It was like a play, the most absorbing performance of human behavior and emotion he’d ever witnessed. It was intoxicating to gaze down and simply watch. No wonder Castleton was considered one of the most powerful men in all of London before he’d inherited the earldom.

Hugh coveted the man’s good fortune. As well as his dark reputation. Hugh had forsaken his own reputation years ago. After learning of his father and brother’s deaths from pneumonia, he’d resigned his army commission and returned to town. He may have taken his place as the Marquess of Deveril, but he no longer cared what others thought, including his miserable mother who currently resided in the country and whom he’d long ago dismissed from his life. When he’d heard rumors that the Raven Club was for sale, he’d reached out to Castleton straightaway.

The door opened, and Hugh turned away from the window.

He froze as the lady with the peacock mask entered. He was able to study her in detail now. Her eyes were a piercing blue from behind the mask. His initial guess had been correct.

Ellie Swift was here. And her ringside kiss had given him the luck he’d needed to defeat Bear.

“Ellie,” he said aloud before he could stop himself. He experienced a tumult of emotions—joy to see her again, an ache of desire that had never dulled, even through the years, and a heaviness in his chest for all that was lost between them.

Her reaction wasn’t as pleasant. She stiffened and shot him a hostile glare. “Good God! What is he doing here?”

“Ellie,” Lady Castleton said, in an admonishing tone. “Is that a proper way to greet the marquess?”

Hugh was quick to intervene, and he stepped forward and bowed. “Please, do not make amends. It’s lovely to see you again, my lady.”

He hadn’t been a marquess when they’d first met five years ago. He’d been a second son, untitled and without a shilling to his name. The irony was not lost on him that he’d had to give her up because of his lack of fortune, only to unexpectedly inherit the title and the wealth that accompanied it years later.

Ellie glared at him, then reached up to remove her mask. It was like a punch to the gut. She had changed, grown even more beautiful. Porcelain complexion, red hair the color of a bright sunset, and blue eyes that could devastate a man. The sprinkling of freckles on the bridge of her nose remained. She’d hated them; he’d thought they only added to her perfection.

The last time he’d seen her they had both been eighteen. He’d broken her heart, and she’d fled the gardens of Lady Something-or-other’s home with tears in her eyes.

It was a moment he’d relived for years.

“We’ve asked Lord Deveril here to discuss the future of the Raven Club,” Lady Castleton said.

“The future of the club?” From the confused look on Ellie’s face, it was clear she had no idea. Why should she? She’d seen him in a boxing ring minutes before and now he was in her brother’s private office.

“Lord Deveril seeks to buy the Raven,” Castleton said without preamble.

A gasp escaped Ellie, and she pressed a hand to her chest. “You cannot be serious!”

“Ellie,” Lord Castleton said, his tone harsh.

She appeared panicked now, and Hugh could not grasp why she had such a strong physical reaction to the news. He knew she hated him, and for good reason, but the Raven Club was business, surely nothing that she should be concerned with.

Ellie’s gaze homed in on her brother. “You know I want a chance to take over the Raven. You promised.”

The Earl of Castleton raised a hand. “I made no such promise.”

Lady Castleton touched her husband’s hand. “We said we’d consider it. We know you are more than capable, and with Brooks’s continued help to oversee the casino floor, we know the Raven Club would succeed.”

Hugh’s brow furrowed, and he looked from Ellie to Castleton, then back to Ellie. He was shocked by this turn of events. The earl and countess couldn’t possibly consider allowing a young woman to manage London’s most notorious gambling club. “You cannot be serious,” he said, repeating her phrase. “Ellie is a…is a…”

“A what?” Ellie snapped.

“A lady.” The thought of her running the place was ludicrous. How long before someone recognized her behind the frivolous mask? It would be the scandal of the year. Her future would be ruined.

“Our first child is expected in a little over a month’s time. Once, we never thought to sell the Raven Club, but the years have changed our opinion. I wish to spend time with my wife and child, not a casino,” Castleton said.

“I understand,” Hugh said.

He didn’t. Not really. His parents had been distant to their children and cold toward each other. They had never shared a bedchamber. As far as Hugh knew, the old marquess had visited his wife twice, to have two sons, and never again.

“Whoever takes over must continue the charitable works from the profits,” Castleton said.

Hugh knew about the anonymous donations. At first, the earl didn’t seem charitable, but as Hugh became better acquainted with the man, he’d realized there was much more to Ian Swift than met the eye. The earl had secrets—deep-seated ones—but what was clear was the fact that he adored his wife.

Hugh had assured the earl and the countess that he had no qualms about continuing to set aside a portion of the profits for the orphanages and asylums for women as had been established. His reasons for wanting to purchase the Raven Club were twofold: he had a strong interest in boxing, and he had a sharp business mind and knew he could successfully manage the establishment. He valued control, to be in charge. His years as an officer in the military had been regimented, and he’d discovered he was a natural leader.

It hadn’t always been this way for him. As a young man, his disciplinarian father had rigidly dictated his future. As a result, Hugh had left for the army, swearing never to allow another to control him. Since inheriting the title and returning from war, he had little patience for high society and had taken on a devil-may-care attitude when it came to the ridiculous rules of the beau monde. He wanted more out of life than to simply be a marquess and was determined to choose his own path.

“As I’ve assured you, I have no protest to donating to the charities. I still want to purchase the establishment.”

“No!” Ellie said.

To Hugh’s surprise, it was the countess who spoke. “We have considered both of you and have decided to see who would prove the ‘best man’ for the club. For one month, you will both run the Raven Club. Whoever is most successful will have the establishment. If Ellie wins, she will have the freedom to manage it with Brooks’s aid. If Lord Deveril wins, then our solicitors will draw up purchase papers. Your endeavors will be recorded in separate ledgers.”

“You think to hold a competition?” Ellie asked in surprise. “That’s ludicrous!”

For the first time, Hugh was in agreement with Ellie Swift. He found it hard to believe the earl and countess would even consider such an idea. One look at Castleton’s tense expression and Hugh knew it was the countess who had convinced the man to agree to a competition.

Fine. Hugh’s gut tightened with a conviction. He’d always been soft where Ellie was concerned. But not in this. It was for her own good.

He would win.

“I accept,” Hugh said.

As soon as Hugh left, Ellie faced Ian with fists clenched at her sides.

“How could you do this?” she demanded as indignation swamped her. “You are my brother.”

“I wanted to say no. I still do. Grace convinced me otherwise,” Ian said.

Again, Grace placed a hand on her husband’s sleeve. The effect was remarkable. Ian calmed and smiled down at his pregnant wife.

A knot twisted inside Ellie. Once, she thought she’d found a man who had adored her as much as her brother loved her sister-in-law.

That man had been Hugh Vere, now known as the Marquess of Deveril. She’d dubbed him the devil marquess, for certainly that was an apt name.

What a fool she’d been. Only eighteen, she’d just had her debut into Society and attended her first ball. She’d met an equally young and handsome Hugh, second son to the Marquess of Deveril. He hadn’t minded her red hair, freckles, or her love of books. They’d been drawn to each other and had quickly fallen in love.

Or rather, she’d fallen madly in love with him.

“You know about our past,” Ellie said.

Her brother and sister-in-law knew most, not all. She could never confess every humiliating moment. She’d cried in private for over a year. Her younger sister, Olivia, had attempted to comfort her during many dark and lonely nights, but Ellie had wept until she’d been exhausted and fallen into a restless sleep. Even Ian and Grace had tried to cheer her on more than one trip to Gunter’s for ices but had been unable to pull Ellie out of her melancholy.

It had taken years to harden her heart.

“You are no longer eighteen. You’ve rejected suitor after suitor ever since,” Ian said.

“I will only marry for love. Just like you with Grace.”

It was an excuse. She didn’t want to marry. She wanted to run the Raven Club and become an independent woman. Only then could she continue to use her good fortune to help others—women who were at the mercy of men who were sworn to protect and cherish them, not hurt them. If she ever chose a husband, then she preferred one who could be easily managed and fooled, who would never be a risk to her heart.

“I support your decision to choose your own husband, but not in this.” Her brother waved his hand to the window overlooking the casino floor. “This is no life for a young lady.”

Grace cleared her throat. “Contrary to my husband’s opinion, I do believe a woman has what it takes to run the Raven Club.”

“I knew you would take my side,” Ellie said, hope lifting her spirits.

Grace was talented with figures and took over the bookkeeping soon after she’d wed Ian. She’d also been teaching Ellie, who much preferred numbers and books over balls and dandies.

And rogues like Hugh.

She’d heard rumors of him in the ladies’ retiring room since his return from the army and his ascension to the title. He rarely attended the same events she did, so she hadn’t seen him. But his reputation for scandal preceded him. Widows. Actresses. Dancers. The salacious rumors had confirmed everything he’d done to her.

Grace shook her head. “I haven’t taken anyone’s side yet. But Ian and I have reached a compromise. A test, if you prefer. Whoever is most successful in one month’s time shall have the Raven.”

“You would choose Deveril over your own flesh and blood?”

Ian let out a puff of air. “Cease the dramatics, Ellie. This is business. If not for my wife’s urging, I would have had my solicitor draw up the papers a week ago. Now do you accept or not?”

“Fine,” Ellie snapped. “I accept.”

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Blog Tour & Excerpt Reveal: #1 Love (#1 Series, #6) by T. Gephart

Today we are celebrating the release of #1 LOVE by T. Gephart! This is a contemporary romance, standalone title that you won’t want to miss! You can purchase it on all platforms now. This novel is part of T. Gephart’s #1 Series. Check out some teasers for the book below.

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It was easy to fall in love with a Larsson—seriously who could resist any one of those boys? And while each them had taken turns featuring as Maya’s adolescent crush, there was only one of them who had been her best friend.

Alex Larsson.

She’d loved him the most, convinced they’d be friends forever. Which might have happened if Maya’s father hadn’t been a shady criminal with a mistress on the side.

Banished from L.A. meant leaving her old life behind, forgetting those perfect Larsson boys and her best friend. And forget about all of them she did. Well, up until her fancy law degree landed her an awesome job back in the city she’d once called home. And boy was she glad to be home.

Oh, and her old BFF? Not only had Alex Larsson gotten a fancy law degree of his own, but he’d turned into the hottest man she’d ever seen. And what she wanted now couldn’t be further from friendship if she tried.

Did she risk tainting the memory of the purest, most amazing relationship of her life for the “possibility” of more?

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I wasn’t sure what opened wider, his front door or my mouth.

If that was Alex Larsson, then the years had been good to him.


He had always been tall, sporty, and blond, with a pair of blue eyes that could make the Mediterranean Sea jealous. But somewhere between then and now he had taken a right turn at cute and drove straight into hot.

Six-foot-OH-MY-GOD-how-tall-is-he? My eyes roamed from his toes to his head like they were inspecting a Picasso at Christie’s. And Lord, that body—all of it toned and delicious—I almost felt the need to genuflect as I stood there in front of it. His face didn’t help either, a perfect blend of story-book-prince and every-hot-guy-ever.

His perfectly mussed blond hair and seawater-blue eyes double barrel assaulted me. He’d gotten hotter than any Larsson—or man for that matter—I’d ever seen. Even his stubble was hot, the smattering shadow across his flawless jaw taunting me to touch it. There was nothing “old childhood best friend” about him. He was a work of art; my hands wanting to run over him like a piece of modeling clay and get dirty.

“Maya?” He smirked, looking me up and down as he stood barricading the door. Lord, he had muscles. He would have made an amazing firefighter. “Are you Maya Zaveri?”

I swallowed, my throat feeling like sandpaper as I found my voice. “That depends. Are you trying to serve me?”

He chuckled, his sea blue eyes twinkling with mischief. “Exactly how many outstanding warrants do you have, possible Maya?”

“None in the state of California, but I only moved back yesterday.”




Was I flirting with Alex Larsson?

Before I had a chance to give my conscience a good shake and banish any sexual thoughts to friend-zone, he pulled me into a hug. So instead of just thinking inappropriate things about his body, I was touching it with mine, and gathering evidence that proved Alex worked out a lot. Gone was the soft boyish body I’d seen a million times, and in its place was a work of art with the hard curves of a man. I swear to God, if there was ever a way to get pregnant fully clothed, it was wrapped around me creating an embryo. Sure made me grateful I’d taken my birth control before leaving my apartment.




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With an approach to life that is somewhat unconventional, she prefers to fly by the seat of her pants rather than adhere to some rigid roadmap. Her lack of “plan” has resulted in a rather interesting and eclectic resume, which reads more like the fiction she writes than an actual employment history. She’d tell you all about it, but the statute of limitations hasn’t expired yet. But all those crazy twists and turns have led her to a career she loves—writing romantic comedy.

When she isn’t filling pages with sassy and sexy characters with attitude, she’s living her own reality show in the ‘burbs of Melbourne with her American husband, two teenage children, and her fur child—Woodley.

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Blog Tour: Couture Love (A Timeless Love #4) by M.J. Fields ~ 5 stars

We’re celebrating the release of Couture Love by MJ Fields! One-click yours today or read for free with Kindle Unlimited!
Title: Couture Love
Series: A Timeless Love #4
Author: MJ Fields
Release Date: June 2, 2019
Genre: Contemporary Romance
What happens at De La Porte’s annual Labor Day weekend party in the Hamptons—never stays in the Hamptons.

After my marriage to my high school sweetheart ended, I made a list of all the things I “desired” the next time around. After all, marrying for love had failed me. One year single, and I had all the love I needed in an amazing career and great new friends — the ex got the old ones in the divorce. I was only lacking in one department …

Hot, passionate sex.
– Taller than me
– Fit, bulging, bitable arms
– Six-pack abs
– Suit and tie
– Chiseled features
– Tattoos
– Gentleman on the streets, freak between the sheets
– Oral AF
– Smells delicious
– Gives me chills
– Can buy the occasional meal out
– Not an employee of De La Porte

That’s it. That’s all I wanted. Easy, huh?
Have you ever tried online dating?
Shit. Show.

No one’s honest or up front, and when you are, they slither back into the dark hole they momentarily climbed out of to rub one out.

Standing at the bar with my best friend, the weekend of our annual Hamptons company getaway, a man who checked all my boxes magically appeared.

I will admit it was the best weekend of my life …

Until I found out he was still in college … and that his father was on the board of trustees.

When someone loves you, they do it without expecting anything more than all you are.”

God, I loved this book!

It mirrors what most of us desire: to meet someone who just “gets” you, and fights for you and your love in a way that rids you of fears and past bad experiences.

Autumn & Eric’s story is fun, yet tugs at your heart. I was anxiously turning the pages, wondering when they would find their HEA. There was one point where I thought I’d have to strangle the author! I wanted to shake Autumn when she was being stubborn, yet loved that Eric was too determined to let her continue to hide behind her past.

This is my first full-length read by M.J. Fields and I can’t recommend it enough! I’m definitely going to check out more of her work.

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Her style is raw, gritty and authentic.
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Blitz & Review: Accidental Knight by Nicole Snow ~ 4.5 stars

Accidental Knight
Nicole Snow
Publication date: May 28th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Accidentally wed to a man I’ve never met…

I inherited a freaking husband.
Grandpa’s will was a shocker: huge fortune, gorgeous ranch, and the best horse ever.
The fine print? Marrying Mr. Grump-alicious.
The man who’s supposed to protect me from…what, exactly?
That’s what I hope to find out if Drake Larkin ever talks.

I know what I’m in for the first time his glance tears me open.
A broody enigma who’s large and in charge.
A mute who curls my toes when he barks a few words.
A silly, shameful, is-this-real-life crush I can’t afford.

Did I mention our pretend marriage-rodeo lasts six damn months?
Long enough to teach my heart cartwheels.
Time enough to seal this madness with a kiss.
Insane enough for secrets to slip – and sting.

Grandpa’s last wishes scare me. So do Drake’s real motives.
But it’s my beast of a “husband” who makes ridiculous seem right.
Have I found my knight?
Does love have a prayer when life throws us a dragon?

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow – a mistake meant to be. One moody alpha slayer gives his all to rustle up the damsel of his dreams. Full length romance novel with a heartwarming Happily Ever After.

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I enjoyed this story.

Bella & Drake get an unconventional start in their relationship due to her grandfather’s machinations. Determined to keep their distance from each other, the inherent dangers in their new positions – and a horse named Edison – keep them in closer proximity than they originally planned.

This book is fast-moving, but a really fun read. There’s redemption, forgiveness, humor, heat, suspense, drama and love all wrapped up in its pages. The cast of characters drew me in and refused to let go until the last page.

I recommend this book for your reading pleasure.

I voluntarily read & reviewed an ARC of this book.



“You aren’t going nowhere till I see how bad that knee is,” he rumbles. “Shit. If I’d known outside it was bleeding so bad, I’d have carried you in.”

Peachy. Another image I don’t need, being flung over Drake’s wall of a shoulder like this is some kind of crazy western romance novel or something.

He would have to say something like that, wouldn’t he? Kick this whole awkward attraction thing into overdrive.

I shake my head too fast. “Come on, it’s not that bad. Barely hurts. I’m sure it’s like my arms. The blood makes it look worse than it is.”


I nod.

“So where’s the blood coming from that’s dripping on your sock?”

“What?” I lean forward to see.

It’s the only ruse, the only opening, he needs. Taking advantage of my movement, he lifts me up in one quick jerk.

Pain flares up my leg, into my thigh, and down again into my shin. I suck in a breath to counter it and to keep from squealing.

“Barely hurting now?” he says.

“Screw you,” I snap. It hurts, honestly. Stings so bad I can’t even afford to kick him where it counts.

“Not today, darlin’. No time for sexy business.”

Oh. My. God.

My other knee almost gives out. It’s mostly Drake propping me up, running his hands up my legs, and then…then we’re doing this.

“Hold on to the table so I can unbutton your jeans.”

I reach for it, all right, because that sentence nearly destroys what’s left of my poor sanity.

Thankfully, an iota of common sense prevails. “I’m not that helpless! I’ll unbutton them myself.”

“Go ahead. Unzip, too. Then push them down.”

“I don’t need step by step instructions!” I almost shout it.

Other parts of me are far too well aware how close he’s standing next to me.

How his hands feel on my waist, supposedly to steady me.

How I’m about to drop my jeans, and be standing here, in front of this total stranger I’m married to, wearing next to nothing.

The shine in his eyes says he’s enjoying this. Of-freaking-course he is.

It can’t be that bad, can it?

Maybe I can even have some fun, leave him with a lovely view he’ll never see again. Of all my ass-sets, I know what men like best, even if I’m still a hopeless virgin.

Deviancy strikes. I’ve worn less at the beach.

“Okay,” I whisper.

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Nicole Snow is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author. She found her love of writing by hashing out love scenes on lunch breaks and plotting her great escape from boardrooms. Her work roared onto the indie romance scene in 2014 with her Grizzlies MC series.
Since then Snow aims for the very best in growly, heart-of-gold alpha heroes, unbelievable suspense, and swoon storms aplenty.

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Blog Tour: The Second Coming (Rogue Academy #1) by Carrie Aarons ~ 4.5 stars

Today we are celebrating the release of a sports romance, standalone title by Carrie Aarons. THE SECOND COMING is live now and available to read for FREE in KindleUnlimited. It is the first book in the Rogue Academy series! Follow Carrie for exclusive updates about the series.

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They call him the second coming.
Of honor for British football.
Of God in an athlete’s body.
Of every English woman’s fantasy.

Jude Davies is my country’s prodigy on the pitch. More famous than the nobility in Buckingham Palace, he and his merry band of scoundrels rule the Rogue Football Academy and the London nightlife scene alike.

And now, he’s aiming his well-honed set of skills directly at me. His devilish charm is lethal, but with the tragic hand life has dealt me, distractions like him aren’t an option.

Plus, we’re only playing a game. One of convenience, where he needs me to save his reputation, and I need his money to save the one person I love.

Until he wraps me around that immoral finger.
Until I crave that reckless, wild high he provides.
Until I hope for a future that will never happen.

That’s the thing about going toe-to-toe with the next football legend. He’s faster, stronger, and will destroy me every time.

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In a bad-boy-becomes-better scenario, Carrie Aarons sweeps us up into the wonderfully idyllic story of Aria & Jude.

I enjoyed every word; even the British vernacular was easy to understand. It was delightful, too, that when I read the word “football” it wasn’t the American version’s images that I had to supersede over the existing ones in my head.

Jude & Aria have chemistry in spades, and it was easy to love them together. I liked the fact that both were strong individuals. It made for very entertaining reading. I cannot wait for the next story. If it’s going to feature the couple that I think it is, we are going to be in for another awesome treat!

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Author of romance novels such as Red Card and Privileged, Carrie Aarons writes books that are just as swoon-worthy as they are sarcastic. A former journalist, she prefers the stories she dreams up, and the yoga pant dress code, much better.

When she isn’t writing, Carrie is busy binging reality TV, having a love/hate relationship with cardio, and trying not to burn dinner. She lives in the suburbs of New Jersey with her husband, daughter and dog.


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Blog Tour: Review & Excerpt – Take The Bride by Carly Phillips ~ 4 stars

We are beyond excited to be sharing this release from Carly Phillips with you today! TAKE THE BRIDE is part of the Knight Brothers series and it is releasing as part of 1001 Dark Nights. It just went live today! Check out an excerpt and book trailer from the title below. Click here to grab your copy now.

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From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Carly Phillips comes a new story in her Knight Brothers series…

She used to be his. Now she’s about to marry another man.
Will he let her go … or will he stand up and take the bride?

Ryder Hammond and Sierra Knight were high school sweethearts. Despite him being her brother’s best friend, their relationship burned hot and fast…and ended with heartbreak and regrets.

Years later, she’s at the altar, about to marry another man.

He’s only there for closure, to finally put the past behind him.

But when the preacher asks if anyone has a reason the couple shouldn’t wed, she turns around and her gaze locks on his.

Suddenly he’s out of his seat.



And ultimately stealing the very pissed off bride and taking her to a secluded cabin.

He wants one week to convince her they’re meant to be, to remind her of the fiery passion still burning between them.

When their time together is up, will she walk away and break his heart this time, or will he finally have the woman he’s wanted all along?

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I really enjoyed this novella.

Assailed by doubts on what should be the happiest day of her life, Sierra Knight gets a blast from the past in the form of her sexy ex, Ryder Hammond. When he interrupts her wedding, she is shocked, but curious.

Ryder seizes an opportunity for a second chance with the woman he never stopped loving. Now, if only he could convince her that he’s in it for the long haul.

I look forward to more from Carly Phillips and this series.

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Ryder Hammond stared into the eyes of his best friend, who appeared ready to murder him. Next to Sebastian were his two brothers, looking equally furious, and Ryder knew he was in deep shit.

Had he really just objected at Sierra’s wedding?

He began to sweat beneath his suit. But he’d done it, the words had spilled forth, and now he had to dissect why. Ignoring the swearing men beside him, Ryder thought about the moment the big wooden double doors had opened and he’d seen Sierra in her wedding gown.

Her long light brown hair tumbled over her shoulders in perfect curls, her curves showing in her fitted dress, her cleavage just appropriately peeking out from the dipped neckline. Her gorgeous face had glowed as she walked down the aisle to another man.

He’d come today because, as a close family friend, he’d been invited. Because he thought he’d made his peace with the way things had ended between them. And for closure. Once she was married, she’d be lost to him forever. And that was the thought that had run through his head at the moment the priest asked if anyone objected.

He hadn’t planned to open his mouth.

He hadn’t meant to ruin her wedding.

He had intended to watch her be given away to another man and, dammit, be okay with it.

But he wasn’t.

So here they were.

He glanced at her brothers, Sebastian, his closest friend, and Parker, because Ethan had gone after his sister. “I have to talk to her.”

“No f*cking way,” Sebastian said, one palm on his chest, blocking him from moving forward.

“If I knew you’d planned this sh*t, I never would have let you in the door,” said Parker.

Ryder held up both hands. “It wasn’t planned. The words just came out of my mouth. But now that I said them, I need to speak with your sister.” He shoved past the brothers and headed directly for Sierra, who stood talking to the man she was supposed to marry.

His gaze locked with hers but Jason wasn’t having it.

“It’s him.” He pointed, shoving his finger into Ryder’s chest. “It’s always been f*cking him. At every family function, always around.” Jason turned to Sierra. “You wanted him to interrupt the wedding.” He was clearly furious.


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Curling up with a heart-pounding, sexy, wonderfully crafted Carly Phillips novel is always a treat!” – Kristen Proby, New York Times Bestselling Author

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Carly Phillips is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels, including the Indie published, Dare to Love Series. She is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers.

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