#Review: Dark Tide by @GwynMcnamee ~ #5stars

Title: Dark Tide
Series: Inland Seas #5
Author: Gwyn McNamee
Genre: Modern Pirate Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 9, 2020
Blurb
RION
There is no black and white in this life.
The line between right and wrong blurs.
I’m constantly crossing it.
Saving a life is just as easy as taking one.
And I’m damn good at both.
Finding a woman who can survive in this world was never on the radar.
But Gabriella pulls me from the bottom of a bottle and touches me in a way no one else can.
Too bad secrets and lies have a way of catching up with everyone.

GABRIELLA
How did I end up here, slinging drinks at a dive bar in the middle of nowhere?
The choices that brought me to this were never even a glimmer of possibility only a few
years ago.
How things can change so fast…
And now, my path puts me on a collision course with Orion Gates.
His bigger-than-life size and personality should be a warning.
The profession he’s chosen should be the ultimate final straw.
But instead, I find myself unable to resist his pull.
A decision that could lead to the end of all of us.
Rion and Gabriella.

Lust and lies.
Betrayal and ruin.
This tide may drown everyone…
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Review
McNamee jumps straight into the action on the first page in this final (*sniff*) installment in the series.
Orion Gates is a dark tide.”
We see a different side to the Rion we’ve come to know. Here, we see a man struggling with his demons, trying but failing to drown them in alcohol & women. His past haunts him just as much as his current life does. On the edge of burnout, he reaches out blindly and connects with Gabriella. He can’t explain why, but she touches something deep inside him.

Gabriella is far from the dreams she had for herself when she first started out in life. Now stuck in the middle of nowhere with barely any plan, she seeks a temporary escape. Choosing Rion Gates turns out to be more than she planned, as her need to be on the straight and narrow war with the feelings he rouses in her.

I loved the mystery surrounding Gabriella – it kept me reading, even as I knew the association between her and Rion could spell serious trouble for their group. Their story tested the bonds of love, Rion’s brotherhood with his friends, and of course – there was the fight between legal & illegal.

I always wondered how this series would end. Gwyn McNamee wrote a finale that twisted and turned, scraped and soothed. And I loved it. I really enjoyed the series, and unreservedly recommend it.

I voluntarily read & reviewed an ARC of this book.

Excerpt
When I each Rion, I lean forward and rest my elbows on the bar. “What can I get for you, stranger? Your usual?”
I’ve never seen him drink anything other than IPA, though he sometimes varies his brand.
His lips curl slightly. “I’ve had another shitty day. I can use something stronger tonight. I’ll take the Jack Daniels Single Barrel-Barrel Strength.”
“Damn. 130 proof. You’re not playing around tonight.”
He shakes his head and runs one of his big hands back through his already unruly hair. “I
told you…shit day.”
I bite my lip. “Well, if the drink doesn’t help, I can think of something else that might
improve your mood.”
And mine…
That’s about as direct as I can possibly be, and his pupils dilate while he holds my gaze. Heat crackles between us, and I fight the urge to look away from the intensity of the connection.
He leans forward across the bar, resting his elbows and mimicking my position. “Are you
propositioning me?”
I can’t fight the smile that spreads across my face. “Proposition has such a dirty
connotation.”
A smirk plays at his mouth. “Only if you make it dirty.”
“I’m just making an observation.”
He shrugs, and his eyes dip to my mouth. “An observation, huh?”
I nod slowly.
“Well,” he leans even closer, “then I’m going to make an observation of my own.”
“Yeah, what’s that?”
“You have absolutely beautiful lips. I haven’t been able to stop picturing them wrapped
around my cock since the first night I met you.”
Sweet mother of God.
Warmth spreads between my legs, and I shift to rub them together against the dull ache
forming. “Well, now. Who is propositioning who?”
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Gwyn McNamee is an attorney, writer, wife, and mother (to one human baby and one fur baby). Originally from the Midwest, Gwyn relocated to her husband’s home town of Las Vegas in 2015 and is enjoying her respite from the cold and snow. Gwyn has been writing down her crazy stories and ideas for years and finally decided to share them with the world. She loves to write stories with a bit of suspense and action mingled with romance and heat.
When she isn’t either writing or voraciously devouring any books she can get her hands on, Gwyn is busy adding to her tattoo collection, golfing, and stirring up trouble with her perfect mix of sweetness and sarcasm (usually while wearing heels). 
Gwyn is the author of The Hawke Family Series, The Slip Series, The Deadliest Sin Series, The Inland Seas Series, and The Supernatural Love Stories in the Absurd (as her alter-ego D.P. Payne), along with several stand-alones. 
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#ReleaseBlitz: Dark Tide by @GwynMcnamee

Title: Dark Tide
Series: Inland Seas #5
Author: Gwyn McNamee
Genre: Modern Pirate Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 9, 2020
Blurb
RION
There is no black and white in this life.
The line between right and wrong blurs.
I’m constantly crossing it.
Saving a life is just as easy as taking one.
And I’m damn good at both.
Finding a woman who can survive in this world was never on the radar.
But Gabriella pulls me from the bottom of a bottle and touches me in a way no one else can.
Too bad secrets and lies have a way of catching up with everyone.

GABRIELLA
How did I end up here, slinging drinks at a dive bar in the middle of nowhere?
The choices that brought me to this were never even a glimmer of possibility only a few
years ago.
How things can change so fast…
And now, my path puts me on a collision course with Orion Gates.
His bigger-than-life size and personality should be a warning.
The profession he’s chosen should be the ultimate final straw.
But instead, I find myself unable to resist his pull.
A decision that could lead to the end of all of us.
Rion and Gabriella.

Lust and lies.
Betrayal and ruin.
This tide may drown everyone…
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Excerpt
When I each Rion, I lean forward and rest my elbows on the bar. “What can I get for you, stranger? Your usual?”
I’ve never seen him drink anything other than IPA, though he sometimes varies his brand.
His lips curl slightly. “I’ve had another shitty day. I can use something stronger tonight. I’ll take the Jack Daniels Single Barrel-Barrel Strength.”
“Damn. 130 proof. You’re not playing around tonight.”
He shakes his head and runs one of his big hands back through his already unruly hair. “I
told you…shit day.”
I bite my lip. “Well, if the drink doesn’t help, I can think of something else that might
improve your mood.”
And mine…
That’s about as direct as I can possibly be, and his pupils dilate while he holds my gaze. Heat crackles between us, and I fight the urge to look away from the intensity of the connection.
He leans forward across the bar, resting his elbows and mimicking my position. “Are you
propositioning me?”
I can’t fight the smile that spreads across my face. “Proposition has such a dirty
connotation.”
A smirk plays at his mouth. “Only if you make it dirty.”
“I’m just making an observation.”
He shrugs, and his eyes dip to my mouth. “An observation, huh?”
I nod slowly.
“Well,” he leans even closer, “then I’m going to make an observation of my own.”
“Yeah, what’s that?”
“You have absolutely beautiful lips. I haven’t been able to stop picturing them wrapped
around my cock since the first night I met you.”
Sweet mother of God.
Warmth spreads between my legs, and I shift to rub them together against the dull ache
forming. “Well, now. Who is propositioning who?”
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Author Bio
Gwyn McNamee is an attorney, writer, wife, and mother (to one human baby and one fur baby). Originally from the Midwest, Gwyn relocated to her husband’s home town of Las Vegas in 2015 and is enjoying her respite from the cold and snow. Gwyn has been writing down her crazy stories and ideas for years and finally decided to share them with the world. She loves to write stories with a bit of suspense and action mingled with romance and heat.
When she isn’t either writing or voraciously devouring any books she can get her hands on, Gwyn is busy adding to her tattoo collection, golfing, and stirring up trouble with her perfect mix of sweetness and sarcasm (usually while wearing heels). 
Gwyn is the author of The Hawke Family Series, The Slip Series, The Deadliest Sin Series, The Inland Seas Series, and The Supernatural Love Stories in the Absurd (as her alter-ego D.P. Payne), along with several stand-alones. 
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#ReleaseBoost: Mr. H.O.A. by Carina Taylor

Title: Mr. H.O.A.
Series: Fake It #1
Author: Carina Taylor
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: June 30, 2020
Blurb
Bane Fox knows exactly what he wants in life: financial stability.
He does not want to be homeless.
He does not want to be the president of an HOA.
It’s rather unfortunate he is both of those things. 
Oh, and did I forget to mention he has a fake wife?
Yeah, that’s me
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I started to pull away from Nola, but she stopped me with a hand on my waist. “Carol’s still watching.”
I didn’t bother pointing out her lie. No one stood in Carol’s window, and Nola hadn’t bothered to look over her shoulder to check. 
I studied the face in front of me. Her fake smile had been replaced with a soft look as she gazed back into my eyes.
“Okay,” I said with a smile. I wrapped an arm around her waist, tugging her closer, our hips brushing against each other.
“How was the little wife’s day at work?”
Nola arched a smooth brow. “Little wife? Hmm, I think you’re going to have to pick something different.”
“How about Mrs. HOA?”
She scrunched her face up as she thought about it. “No, I don’t think so. I think I prefer ‘Your Highness.'”
She screeched when I ran my fingers up the side of her ribs.
She leapt back, smacking at my reaching hand, laughing loudly. “Stop that!”
I made one more half-hearted grab for her. She glared at me.
“If you tickle me, I won’t share my pizza!”
I held both hands in the air in surrender. “When you say pizza, you mean…”
She narrowed her eyes at me as she opened the minivan door.
“I mean pepperoni and cheese.”
I shrugged. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.”
She passed the pizza to me, shut the car door, then smacked my butt as she jogged by.
I really wished our relationship was real. Maybe it could be.
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Carina Taylor writes zany romantic comedies that make you ugly laugh.
When she’s not writing, you can find her chasing after three little boys, ignoring her laundry pile, pretending to work out, drinking large amounts of coffee, and consuming as many cinnamon rolls as possible.
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#CoverReveal: Crash Into Me by @lafioreauthor

Title: Crash into Me
Author: L.A. Fiore
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Melissa Stevens, The Illustrated Author
Release Date: July 24, 2020
Blurb
When a stabbing death calls homicide detective Molly Donahue and her partner to Central Park, it’s just the beginning of a string of murders in an investigation that leads them to Los Angeles, and the death of a Hollywood starlet three decades earlier.
During the course of their investigating, they interview billionaire Kade Wakefield. Molly isn’t prepared for her reaction to him. He’s stoic, intense and possibly on the wrong side of the law, but she’s undeniably attracted.
Kade Wakefield isn’t expecting detective Molly Donahue. She’s the law, and he follows it when it suits him, but the insatiable hunger she stirs has his well-honed control pushing at the cage to break free.
As the investigation heats up, they start an intensely passionate affair but soon learn what’s between them is more than physical, something they’re willing to give it all up for, but her case takes a deadly turn and the one she hunts is now hunting them.
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I didn’t know what woke me, but then I heard the knock. Glancing at the clock, it was after three in the morning. I climbed from bed, grabbed my gun and moved to the door.
Peeking out, Kade was standing there. 
I didn’t even think, unlocking and opening the door because I was still working on why the hell Kade was at my door at three in the morning. Then I saw his face. He was pissed. He stepped into my apartment, closed and locked the door behind him. I stood in my tank and boy shorts, my gun forgotten in my hand staring at Kade Wakefield in my little apartment.
“We didn’t finish our conversation.” His voice was deceivingly soft.
“It didn’t seem like we were having one.”
“What did you feel?”
“Why do you care?” I wasn’t trying to be flippant, but the man had to give me something.
There was that knot at his jaw. “I took Emerson to the ballet because if you’re right about your theory, I’m being watched, too. And it wouldn’t do for anyone to know that a certain homicide detective has gotten under my skin, that I can’t go a day…” He moved and not controlled like usual, but restless, like a caged tiger. “Fuck, I can’t go an hour without thinking about your taste and how I want more of it.” He stopped pacing and looked me right in the eyes, his own looking like the calm before the storm. “I fucking want you, Molly Donahue, and I don’t want anyone knowing just how much.” He stepped right into my personal space. “Because that puts you at risk.”
Author Bio
LA Fiore is a hybrid author who believes in a happily ever after, but she likes to make her readers work for it. When she’s not writing, she can usually be found in the garden or hanging on the deck with her family and friends. She lives in Bucks County, Pennsylvania with her husband and two kids and their four fur babies.
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#ReleaseBlitz: Fool for Him by @AuthorRCMartin ~ 4 stars



Fool for Him
R.C. Martin
(Foolish at Heart, #1)
Publication date: June 17th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Haunted by a history she can’t rewrite, her heart is cracked and fragile—wrapped in the lies she’s certain are true.

Teddy has played it safe for the last four years, avoiding romantic entanglements altogether. She spends her days working with her best friend at Mountain Time Art and hides behind her camera in her spare time. She’s convinced the boundaries around her heart are necessary, and her life is fulfilling enough.

The day Judah St. Michaels enters the gallery, she’s reminded her life could be more. Though, as gorgeous as the tall, handsome man in a suit may be, she’s sure he’s far from safe.

When the pull of the seductive man becomes all consuming, Teddy finds herself falling into temptation. But the deeper she gets, the louder her past demons become.

She’s irreparable, and no good man deserves that.

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Teddy is convinced she cannot be enough for any man, but Judah’s attention makes her have second thoughts. Still, with his commitment-shy past and her insecurities, the way forward in terms of a relationship seems uncertain. Just when Teddy thinks she and Judah have found their stride, however, her past strikes with a vengeance.

Very early, the reader understands Teddy’s reticence towards the opposite sex, and her fascination with Judah, in spite of his arrogance. The push and pull between them, mainly engineered by Teddy, showed that she had backbone, and at times, revealed a strength she was hesitant to acknowledge she possessed. I understood Judah’s initial position, and to an extent admired him for it; he was who he was. I liked watching his character evolution as he developed feelings for a woman he thought would only be a passing fancy.

I wasn’t expecting a cliffhanger, so that threw me off. Up to that point, the book had my attention. The way the dual POV was written was different, but good. I enjoyed the secondary characters, too. This emotional read will suck you in so deep before you know it.

I voluntarily read & reviewed an ARC of this book.

EXCERPT:

Geoffrey was always telling me I possessed enough talent to earn a living photographing people. While art was my life, my photography was just a hobby. The pieces that surrounded me at the gallery—that was real art. Working for him and Andrew at Mountain Time Art was my dream come true. Any images I might have been able to capture through my lens was just good for the soul.

It wasn’t unusual for me to lose time in my work. Without even realizing it, I whiled away the entirety of the afternoon editing photos. My apartment was quiet, save the click of my mouse as I sharpened and cleaned up images. It was peaceful. A loud knock on my door jarred me from my solitude, and it was then that I became cognizant of the time.

I eyed the small plate beside me, sprinkled with the crumbs of a muffin long forgotten, and a pang of hunger hit me. It was like the world stood still for a while, and a single knock brought me back to reality. I was pushing myself up onto my feet when another round of rapping sounded against my door. This time, the announcement was followed by his voice.

“Freckles, it’s me.”

The sound of him made me quicken my pace. I twisted my locks free and swung open the door without hesitation. “Hey, you.” I gave him a quick once over in an effort to get a sense of his state of being.

It was unlike Geoffrey to look anything other than stylishly disheveled. He was quite handsome, in a very aryan manner. He had a head full of blond hair, which he wore in such a way that was messy but sexy at the same time. He also took exceptionally good care of his body. I called him my Viking, because he was built like one. Except, in that moment, he just looked broken, dressed in a pair of old sweats—his blue eyes sad and red-rimmed.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him, not unkindly.

“Last night, he was a fuck face,” Geoffrey mumbled. “Today—well, he’s still a prick, but he’s my prick. And he’s gone. But—I can still smell him in the bed, and see him in the shower, and hear him in the kitchen and I just…”

His words trailed off, but I didn’t need him to say any more. I reached for the paper sack in his grasp, then took his hand in mine as I pulled him inside.

“What’d you bring me?”

“A pint of coffee ice cream. The vanilla’s for me.”

As I shut and locked us in, he made his way to the couch. I trailed after him and peeked into the bag. A quiet chuckle tickled my throat when I spotted The Notebook, Crazy, Stupid Love, and Blue Valentine keeping company with our ice cream.

“Babe, you know you don’t like these movies, right? Are we just ogling Ryan Gosling tonight?”

He shrugged when I looked over at him, and that was all the answer I needed.

“Okay. Well, we should probably order in,” I informed him as I headed for the kitchen. “We’ll get sick if all we eat tonight is ice cream.”

“Pizza’s on its way. Double pepperoni.”

I stopped and peered back at him from over my shoulder. He wasn’t looking at me, his attention zeroed in on his lap, but I didn’t need to see into the windows of his soul to know how badly he was hurting. And yet, in spite of his pain, he had brought my favorite ice cream and ordered my favorite pizza.

He was right. Reeve was a fuck face, with no idea who he’d thrown away.

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There’s a place where your mind can escape, your body can find rest, and your heart can soar – and R.C. Martin wants to take you there.

R.C.’s journey into the world of indie-publishing began like so many of her peers – with a big dream and a basket full of rejection. Confident that she’d one day pen a book someone would say yes to, she spent years crafting stories which became the foundation of her craft. When she’d finally written “the one,” she just knew – and there was no rejection strong enough to stop her from sharing her novel with the world. In 2015 she published her debut, and the rest, as they say, is history – only far more romantic.

In a voice all her own, she strives to capture the magic of a kiss, the passion in a lovers’ embrace, and even sometimes the breathtaking ache of a broken heart. A true believer in the power of love and the grace found in redemption, you can trust this hopeless romantic to take you on an emotional ride that leaves you forever changed.

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#BlogTour: When The Walls Come Down by @AlyMartinezAuth & @AuthorMMabie

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“Exactly what I needed to relax, laugh, and swoon after a hard day. I cannot wait to see what M. Mabie and Aly Martinez come up with next.”
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Did you ever hear the joke about the guy whose wife cheated on him with his best friend? So he quit his job, moved into his parents’ basement, and gained fifty pounds?

No? Because that wasn’t a joke. It was my life.

Four years later, I’m back with a dream job, a killer apartment, and a set of abs that are better than ever.

So, when Maggie Light, a stunning, snarky blonde moves in next door, and we spend the hottest weekend of our lives together, I think this could be the greatest comeback story ever.

That is until I realize Maggie has moved to town to do one thing—steal my job.

Maybe this isn’t a comeback story after all. Maybe this is war—one I intend to win.

What I never anticipated was that maybe I’d rather win her.

Perhaps, if I’m lucky, the universe has finally run out of jokes and I can somehow win both.

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Oh, for fuck’s sake. Am I a man or not?

Here goes fucking nothing.

Take a risk, my ass. I’d fucking show Casey and Blake a damn risk.

I marched down to where she was sitting. “Hi, I’m Shane.”

She looked shocked, maybe a little startled by my approach—and rightly so. I’d stalked over like the fucking Terminator, all amped up from my private pep talk.

“The bartender, Chris, said you’re new in town, and it’s your first time here.”

Her sparkling blue eyes stood out against her makeup, and now—standing close to her—I could smell her perfume. A subtle and warm scent that made me want to lean in.

What the fuck had I been thinking?

To put it mildly, she was out of my league, but hey… Risks, right?

“If you’re dining alone, would you mind if I offer a suggestion from the menu?”

“I was only looking it over out of curiosity. I really just came in for a drink or two.” She folded it and placed it on the wooden top in front of her.

Goddamn, that cleavage.

“Oh. Yeah. Okay. Well, then…uh…let me get one for you.” I might have strutted over like the Terminator, but I was fumbling over my words like Barney Fife and beginning to sweat like a Crossfitter.

Her brows bunched. “Um, you really don’t have to do that.”

“Please. After the day I’ve had, I’ll actually have one with you.” I swiped at the back of my neck. “The drinks are good here. Very cold. Wet.” Jesus fucking Christ, Shane. Wet!? “Um. Alcoholic, if that’s what you’re into.” I waved Chris—and his bigger-than-life shit-eating grin—down to us.

“Find something you’d like?” he asked her.

“I’ll just have a Titos and cranberry,” she answered. “I hear they’re very cold and wet here.”

Chris looked at me disappointedly, probably guessing at how badly I’d botched this introduction. He wasn’t wrong, but she hadn’t told me to fuck off yet.

Yet.

“And I’ll take a Honeybee Brown,” I added.

He spun on his heel, shocked. “Really?”

I shrugged and shot daggers at him. “Really. A pint, please.”

“A cold, wet one too, eh? Okay, man. Coming right up.” He made our drinks and then about a dozen more for the servers who were keeping him busy.

“Thanks for the drink,” she said, clinking our glasses together, her eyes never quite meeting mine.

“Yeah. Sure. No problem.” I followed her lead and took a sip.

“So, do you come here a lot, Shane?”

My name on her lips had me clearing my throat.

“Yes,” replied our asshole bartender before I could answer.

“I live close,” I explained, and she nodded in understanding. “So, where did you come to the Bay from?” I took another sip, realizing that counting the beer I’d had with Casey earlier and this one, I was nearing my only-a-few-drinks daily limit. So I’d be savoring the pint as long as she didn’t seem too put off by my dusty-ass small talk. Otherwise, I could chug it down and then be on my merry way, leaving her to enjoy her night without a divorced, practically fired dude bugging her.

“Atlanta,” she replied and swirled a piece of ice with the drink stirrer in her glass. Still no eye contact.

Small talk. I fumbled for more small talk.

“You have family here?”

“No, I’ve always wanted to get out of Georgia. So, when I landed a job out here, it seemed like a sign.”

Finally, her blue eyes met mine and… Fuck, if I could have just remembered to blink, I’d have been doing well. I feared if I broke the gaze for just a second, I’d never see that color again, because surely it was a mirage of some sort. Like a crystal-blue pool in a desert. The kind of trick eyes could only play on a man who hadn’t been laid in nearly half a decade.

She finished with, “I start on Monday. I guess fate is as good a time as any to take a risk.”

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Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children.

Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and olives. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.

She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.

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Mabie lives in Illinois with her husband. She writes everything from steamy romantic comedies to angst-filled, pull your hair out drama. She enjoys it all. With her unconventional love stories, she tries to embody “real-life romance.”

She cares about politics, but will not discuss them in public. She uses the same fork at every meal, watches Wayne’s World while cleaning, and lets her dog sleep on her head. She has always been a writer. In fact, she was born with a pen in her hand, which almost never happens. Almost.

Mabie usually doesn’t speak in third-person. She promises.

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#ExcerptReveal: Against the Rules by @AuthorIsabel

AGAINST THE RULES by Isabel Lucero
Release Date: June 11th

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When my brothers all but force me to go out with them the weekend before the school year begins, I don’t expect anything more than a few drinks and some laughs. What happens is better than I could’ve hoped for.

I meet a strikingly beautiful woman who’s new in town. Our night starts with us laughing and drinking in the bar, moves to my bed, and ends with her disappearing into the night without any exchange of information.

Monday morning, she walks into my calculus class and knocks the breath from my lungs.

My one-night stand is now my student.

Never one to cross the line and always one to play by the rules, I make sure to tell her nothing more can happen. But as time goes on, I start wanting to erase the line and throw the rule book out the window. Because even though it’s against the rules to be with her, I feel like, with Nova, I can find happiness again. But she deserves more than becoming my dirty little secret.

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She looks at me with such emotion. Her lips part in shock, and her wide, soulful eyes are staring into mine. They’re full of wonder and surprise, and both joy and sadness. I know what I told her may not be fair. Because in the same vein it’s giving her hope while also taking it away. I’ve admitted my feelings and then told her nothing will ever come of them.

“I’m gonna go,” I say, gathering my things.

“No,” she replies, reaching out for my hand before quickly snatching it back. “Please stay.”

“It’s better if I don’t.”

“Why?”

I stop what I’m doing and let my eyes roam over her face. “Because all I want to do when I look at you is pull you into one of those private study rooms and take advantage of you.”

She bites down on her lip. “You wouldn’t be taking advantage.”

“I’m your professor. It’s an abuse of power.”

“I’m still a woman,” she states. “I’m not a child, and I don’t have a problem telling anybody no. What you don’t get is that I want you to do all the dirty things that are running through your mind.” She lowers her voice. “I want you to fuck me in the study rooms, in your office, or in the classroom. I want it all.”

My cock twitches at the same time I let out a low groan. “You’re making it hard—”

“Am I?” she questions flirtatiously, cutting me off.

I pin her with a look and she presses her lips together, fighting off a grin.

“You’re making it hard to be responsible, to follow the rules.”

“I hear there’s multiple professors sleeping with students.”

My eyes widen. “Who said that?”

“Like, half the student body. Everyone hears rumors.”

With a sigh, I say, “And that’s exactly why I cannot do this. I don’t need rumors to be going around about me.”

She huffs, her body going rigid. “Okay. I get it. I won’t bother you anymore. I won’t talk to you unless it’s about class. I won’t flirt. I’ll let my hopes go, and you won’t have anything to worry about.” She collects her belongings and stands up. “But when I start dating, you better not have one single thing to say about it, because this is what you want. I appreciate what you had to say earlier, but I’d be your dirty little secret if it meant being able to spend time with you.”

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LONER by Harloe Rae
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“Everyone deserves a chance to be rescued.”

That’s the mantra I’m repeating when a well-equipped biker pulls over to save me. One glance at the scowl Crawford Doxe is wearing proves he isn’t impressed with the task. My efforts to change his mind deflate faster than the shredded tire at our feet. But disgruntled or not, my so-called hero still agrees to fix my flat.

I don’t expect to see Crawford again, but he’s suddenly very visible in our small town. Avoiding him would be my preference. That’s not how this story goes. For whatever reason, my daughter finds an ally in the broody mechanic. Denying her is something I do my best to avoid. I can only hope Crawford’s shine wears off before he tarnishes what little trust still exists.

As if the odds are ever on my side.

Commitments are a foreign concept to him. He doesn’t make any promises to try. That should’ve been enough for me to steer clear. It most certainly isn’t.

What follows can only be described as a disastrous clash of epic proportions.

But one indisputable fact remains. That lone soul has no plans of opening his heart.

 

 

 

 

Excerpt:

“I almost forgot,” Keegan quips. “I’m mad at you.”

“Why? What the hell did I do?”

She crosses her arms, giving me a generous visual of ample cleavage. “What didn’t you do?”

That’s fair. My list of crimes is quite long from the few instances we’ve previously clashed. But there’s no sense giving her all of that ammunition. “Tell me why you’re pissed.”

Another stab to my chest. “You’re turning my daughter against me. All she wants to do is visit your garage. I can’t get a moment’s peace.”

“Really? Huh. That’s cute.” The ice around my heart chips ever so slightly. I rub at the sting.

“Sure is, except we”—she motions between us—“don’t get along.”

“Maybe we can change that.”

She huffs out an indignant exhale. “I was willing to be nice. You weren’t.”

There’s no way I can argue that. I lift my cap, adjusting it to rest higher. Keegan should see how fucking serious I am. “I don’t want to fight.”

“Oh? Since when?”

I move forward, towering into her personal space. “Now.”

Her breath hitches. Yeah, she’s with me. “You’re very chatty all of a sudden.”

I scowl. “Talking isn’t my issue. It’s the people I don’t like.”

“Yet you stomped into a packed bar without issue.”

“Fuck that. There are plenty of problems with this situation. You don’t happen to be one of them.”

An easy grin softens her features. “Wow, that’s almost nice.”

I glare at the brick wall behind her. “Don’t get used to it.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Harloe Rae is a USA Today & Amazon Top 10 bestselling author. Her passion for writing and reading has taken on a whole new meaning. Each day is an unforgettable adventure.

Harloe is a Minnesota gal with a serious addiction to romance. She’s always chasing an epic happily ever after. When she’s not buried in the writing cave, Harloe can be found hanging with her hubby and son. If the weather permits, she loves being lakeside or out in the country with her horses.

Harloe is the author of the Reclusive series, Watch Me Follow, and #BitterSweetHeat series, Ask Me Why, Breaker, Keeper, and Loner. These titles are available on Amazon.

 

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#BlogTour: The First Score by @AuthorAmieKnigh ~ 4.5 stars

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There was something about that first score, and not just on the football field.

The First Score, an all-new, best friend’s brother romance from Amie Knight is available now!

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I loved all of life’s firsts, which was why I’d been saving mine for one girl, my older sister’s best friend—Hazel Jones.

She was tough and sarcastic with walls around her heart as tall as a football stadium, but I knew she was the one for me.

Desperate times called for desperate measures and I’d have done anything to make her mine.

Like create a fake online persona.

Lie about my age.

Pretend I wasn’t some naive virgin.

And catfish the hell out of the love of my life.

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I enjoyed this slight twist on the sister’s best friend romance trope.

Ollie has loved Hazel for most of his life, but knows that he has to move in a really smart way in order to win her heart completely, or he could chase her away forever. I really loved Ollie. He was so adorable from the get-go, and from his antics in the prologue, I knew he’d be a total sweetheart. He was so patient with Hazel, and very kind to her even when the gut reaction should have been the opposite.

Hazel recognises early on that she really doesn’t understand true, abiding love, so she’s afraid of giving her heart away. She knows Ollie’s very attracted to her, but is fearful that eventually, he’ll leave and hurt her. He’s already a great friend, why complicate things? Hazel slowly – but surely – comes to understand that family isn’t always blood-related, but is ALWAYS love-related.

I recommend this read. It has love, family, emotional feels and quite a few laughs underscoring a sweet, slow burn romance.

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Excerpt

“Thanks so much for taking her home, Hazel.” Ollie nudged me to get my attention and I turned to look at him, not having much choice in the matter now. I couldn’t be rude. It was a mistake. The green of his eyes was deeper today, less brown. I knew it was the jersey. It was always that way. A bead of sweat slid down the side of his face and he ran a hand through his hair like he always did. I knew it was a habit of his, just like I knew so many other things about him.

“You owe me.” I tried lightening the mood like I had with Scarlett. I nudged his shoulder but only came into contact with a pad.

Dragging his bottom lip into his mouth, he raked his teeth over the fullness and his eyes heated. He leaned his face close to mine. “You name it and it’s yours, brat.”

My face flamed and my mouth watered. Lord, he was a terrible flirt and by terrible I meant amazing. I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth and stepped back.

“Cut it out, Olls. Quit giving her a hard time. She came all this way so your ass would have a way home tonight.” Scarlett attempted to save me.

He eyed me. “Oh, I haven’t even started giving her a hard time yet,” he said before walking backward down the stadium steps, hot eyes still on me. I was thanking whatever gods were listening that he was walking backward. Please, God. Spare me that ass. I couldn’t handle it after his damn lip trick.

“You’re shameless, Oliver Knox,” Scarlett called down to him.

She wasn’t wrong. Oliver flirted with all the women. I never could tell if he had a preference for a certain kind of girl. If it walked and had tits and a vagina, he flirted.

“Bye, ladies,” Oliver said loudly and jangled Scarlett’s keys over his head before doing the most awful thing in the world to me—he spun around and gave me his ass. And God, was it a marvelous ass. Immediately my eyes ate it up. Was there anything better than a hot ass in some football pants? It was round and firm and high and I bet I could have bounced fifty quarters off of it. But I didn’t have any change. Damn. That was just my luck.

I was being mesmerized by the twin all white globes when they stopped just barely and my eyes diverted up to see Oliver looking over his shoulder and smiling. Damn him. He gave me a slow wink before continuing down the steps at a trot.

The tease. The bastard. He knew how good-looking he was. It didn’t matter a bit that he was my best friend’s brother or that he was a year and a half younger than me. Oliver Winston Knox was fine on a regular day, but in a football uniform he was the stuff dreams were made of. My dreams to be exact.

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Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma’s books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn’t reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to ’90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can’t imagine living anywhere other than the South.

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Blitz: The Van Birch Incident by Marla Holt ~ 4 stars



The Van Birch Incident: A Rock Star Romance
Marla Holt
(The Incident Series, #1)
Publication date: May 21st 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Van Birch: Pop Star. A-list starlet. Off-limits.

Clay Noble has spent the better part of a decade avoiding his taboo obsession: His stepsister Van. In love with her since the first time he’d heard her sing, even shipping himself off to the army couldn’t stop thoughts of her. Now that he’s lost everything in a tornado, he’s forced to move back in with the only family he has left, Van and her dad. Sleeping down the hall from her is forcing every unwanted impulse back to the surface.

Clay Noble: Gorgeous. Infuriating. Untouchable.

Everything Van touches turns to gold with a side of outrageous. When she accuses her manager of sexual assault, the public thinks it’s just another one of her publicity stunts and the backlash is brutal. Wounded, she dashes home to a tornado-devastated Wellville, Kansas to heal and help rebuild, even though the constant stream of social media doubts and threats won’t let her rest. But there’s another reason for her sleepless nights and fevered dreams. Clay is back, hotter than ever, and his lingering glances and stolen moments have her convinced the feelings she’s fought for so long may not be one sided after all.

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The Van Birch Incident marries forbidden romance, bordering on taboo with a little danger and a guaranteed happily ever after, while exploring how social media and real life collide in a post #metoo world where the internet never sleeps.

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Vanessa “Van” Birch has always been in love with Clay Noble, but ever since their parents got hitched, Clay became The One She’d Never Have, and she’s been trying to find someone to fill the void he left behind. Lured in by her manager, she finally thinks things are looking up, until they don’t. Reviled and taunted by the same Hollywood & fans that initially claimed to love her, she escapes home to Wellville. Wellville, where her father and Clay live.

Clay, meanwhile, is trying not to get too close to Van. He’s so in love with her, it hurts. Yet, he can’t help but want to comfort her, and soak up the little pieces of her that he gets. When it seems as though they may get the chance to be together, like he always dreamed, will his insecurities cause the demise of their new relationship, or will other outside forces close in for the kill?

This book had non-stop action, Hollywood style. Events happened at a record pace, and paparazzi were EVERYWHERE! The author did a pretty decent job handling/portraying post-#metoo attitudes and sexual assault in Hollywood amidst it all.

For a long read, it didn’t wax on and on with inconsequentials. It was an emotional read, with the author hitting heavy topics on the head, that kept me pretty well entertained.

I voluntarily read & reviewed an ARC of this book.

EXCERPT:

Clay didn’t want to crowd her, but he needed to touch her, to make sure she was all right. He warred with himself as he slowly approached her, trying to shove his needs aside and focus on her. When she didn’t flinch away, Clay cupped Van’s jaw in his hand and angled her head so that she met his eyes.

“Hey,” he said in the most soothing voice he could muster. It was not a tone Clay used often. “Are you okay?”

She shook her head and leaned into his palm. Her chest heaved, and Clay covered the hand she held over her heart with his own. Her heart was pounding scary fast. He thought that maybe Van was having a panic attack. She’d had them a few times when they’d been teenagers.

Clay was vaguely aware of Michael, muttering to himself and getting to his feet, over his shoulder. Van’s eyes shot to him, and her breath came even faster. She was going to hyperventilate.

“Don’t look at him,” Clay said, capturing her gaze again. “Look at me. Good. Now, breathe with me.” He stepped in close, putting their hands over his heart. Clay’s heartbeat wasn’t exactly slow and steady, but it was calmer than hers.

Van closed her eyes and matched the rise and fall of her chest to his. Finally, she relaxed into him, her head rolling onto his shoulder.

“I have to give a speech in a few minutes.” Her voice was wavering and muffled by his shirt.

“Take some time. They’ll wait for you,” Clay said and wrapped his arms more fully around her. He wanted to rail at her, to tell her she needed 24-hour security, but now wasn’t the time.

“Thank you,” she said. “I—” She balled her fingers into his shirt.

“Shhh.”

Clay chanced a glance over his shoulder, and Michael had disappeared. Good riddance, fuckwad.

He tightened his hold on Van and held her until both their heart rates had returned to normal. At some point, they’d started to sway together. His thumb caressed the curve of her waist, and he felt Van’s nose graze his neck. A second later, her lips brushed over the hollow of Clay’s throat.

Her balled fist flattened against his chest, and he pressed his palm into the small of her back. The swaying stopped, and when she raised her eyes to his, the shift in mood was so swift and fierce, Clay barely registered the decision to kiss her before their lips crashed together.

Van tasted like whiskey but also hot and sweet in a flavor that was something all her own. Her lips were naturally plump and supple, and her tongue was like velvet against Clay’s as he delved into her mouth again and again. His mind spun with desire as Van’s hands couldn’t decide where to stay. They roamed up and down his chest, over his shoulders and into his hair before starting all over.

The brush of her nails at the nape of Clay’s neck pulled a groan from his chest. She didn’t resist as Clay eased her back against the wall and pressed against as much of her small, soft body as he could. She moaned as he ground against her and kissed his way down her neck.

They’d kissed before. Just the once. It had been intense, but not like this. There had been electricity, but there hadn’t been this bald longing like there was now, like maybe Van wanted him as much as he wanted her. Like maybe she always had but was only just now willing to admit it.

“Clay.” The word was almost a gasp as her leg wrapped around his, pulling him closer as he ground against her again.

God, he wanted her. He wanted her here, now.

Clay was contemplating wrapping her legs around his waist and hiking her skirt up when he heard voices approaching.

He and Van stilled at the same time. Clay’s blood was thrumming inside him, telling him to press on, to pull her closer, to pull

down his zipper, brush aside her panties, and finish this. He couldn’t make himself step away from her. Not yet. Not when he was so close.

Author Bio:

Marla Holt believes in second chances, romance, and the radical notion that everyone deserves a happily every after. She’s living her own fairy tale, writing contemporary romance novels in her Kansas farmhouse with her husband, three boys, three cats, and flock of imaginary sheep. Follow her at marlaholt.com or on Instagram as @marlaholtauthor

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