Friday, July 18, 2014

Cover Reveal: LETTING GO by Molly McAdams


On-sale 11/4/2014
When Grey and Ben fell in love at thirteen, they believed they’d be together forever. They never dreamed that three days before their wedding, twenty-year-old Ben would suddenly die from an unknown heart condition, destroying his would-be-bride’s world. Grey would have spent the next two years simply going through the motions if it hadn’t been for their best friend, Jagger. He’s the only one who understands her pain ... the only one who knows what it’s like to force yourself to keep moving when your dreams are shattered.

While everyone else worries over Grey’s fragility, Jagger is the only one who sees her strength, and vows to always be there for her-even if it’s only as her best friend. As much as he wants Grey, he knows her heart will always be with Ben. But when Grey finds out that Jagger has loved her since before he even knew what love was, it might prove to be too much for her to handle.

Grey soon realizes their chemistry is undeniable, and they learn that admitting their feelings for each other means they’ve got to face the past. Is being together what Ben would have wanted . . . or a betrayal of his memory that will eventually destroy them both?
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Saturday, July 12, 2014

Review: Trapped by Beverley Kendall

More than a year has passed since Paige told her boyfriend, Mitch that she was pregnant. More than a year since he disappeared from her life. Fortunately, Paige has a strong support system and doesn't have to cope with everything on her own. Her daughter, Brianna is now seven months old, and while things aren't a breeze, Paige has put Mitch in the past and is ready to move on.



Mitch has had a rude awakening, finally recognizing what he gave up when he decided to desert Paige. He wants to be a part of his daughter's life, though he doesn't think he can get over Paige's betrayal.



When Mitch comes back home, he finds that he can't just waltz back into Paige's life and insert himself in as Brianna's dad. He starts to realize what Paige gave up to have his daughter and how much she still means to him. He begins to acknowledge that his feelings for her have not vanished, but will she ever forgive him for leaving her when she needed him most?

***



Beverley Kendall created a great story with characters that reached out and grabbed me emotionally. I could feel Paige's pain and understand Mitch's feelings. Both of them felt betrayed by the other. Paige had no choice, she couldn't run away from the difficult situation, while Mitch chose to run and hide.



I thought that Paige really grew up into a responsible young adult and a good mom. She didn't shirk her duties or try to make excuses. It took Mitch a bit longer to gain his maturity, and there were a few places that I though he deserved a slap upside his head to knock some sense into there. But he quickly saw that he was being unreasonably unforgiving to Paige.



I liked that Mitch didn't immediately forgive Paige, it made the story more realistic. But I loved that Paige made Mitch work for his forgiveness. He had a LOT of grovelling to do, and he needed to prove that he wouldn't continue to run away from his problems.



I also really enjoyed the side characters and am looking forward to Erin & Josh's story. I also hope that Trent get's his own book...he definitely needs one! 

5 Rambling Hearts

 

Monday, July 7, 2014

MY HUNGER: an Inside Out novella (Mark & Crystal) by Lisa Renee Jones

While Chris and Sara have traveled to Paris to avoid the chaos of press and police after the tragic night we’d shared, I have stayed to face the reality of what has happened. But there is no peace to be found in facing the truth, and no truth to be found in the confessions that have been made and retracted. I am a Master, all about control, and yet right now, facing great tragedy, I feel as if I have none. With my club and my relationships of the past in the spotlight, I find sanctuary in the one place I’ve promised I will never be again, but cannot seem to resist. Her arms.

***Mark and Crystal’s story begins in the novella Master Undone.

Mark and Crystal are one of my all-time favorite couples! I love this little taste of their budding relationship. The sexual chemistry between them positively sizzles.

Mark Compton has A LOT going on in his life, between the investigation of Rebecca's disappearance, his mother's illness, and the Ava debacle. Crystal is the perfect match for him, Mark is used to going for submissive women that allow him to walk all over them, Crystal is in no way submissive and isn't intimidated by Mark's surly attitude.  She can hold her own with the Master, pushing back when he's determined to push her away. 

EXTREME MEASURES by Elisabeth Naughton





Extreme Measures 
(Aegis Security #1)
By Elisabeth Naughton

Blurb: 
Being prepared for any scenario is the trademark of any good CIA operative, and Eve Wolfe is one of the best. But when her latest mission literally explodes in her face, she wakes up labeled a traitor and—even more surprising—in the custody of elite Aegis Security operative and ex-lover Zane Archer. Although she still secretly has feelings for Zane, he’s now demanding the one thing that she can’t give him: the truth.

When he caught her breaking the rules years ago, Zane let Eve walk away without an explanation. Now someone has not only sabotaged Aegis but also turned an American city into a war zone, and all signs point to Eve. Zane needs answers that can come only from Eve’s still-tempting lips, and he finally has the elusive operative right where he wants her—at his mercy.




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Excerpt

“I need to look at your shoulder again before you lay down,” she said at his back.
He didn't answer, just found the closest bedroom and pulled her inside. Closing the door with his boot, he tugged off his jacket and tossed it on a chair to his right, then did the same with his T-shirt and pulled her toward the bed.

“Impatient, aren't you?” she mumbled. He set the bag of supplies they’d picked up on the bed beside him while she shrugged out of her sweatshirt, dropped it on the ground, then began gently peeling away his bandages.

Zane closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. “I’m a man, darlin’.  We’re always impatient.”

“I remember. This actually looks pretty good. I’m just going to change the dressing.”

He didn't want to think about what she remembered. He had enough memories pinging around in his brains for both of them—and most were the X-rated variety. He sat still while she removed the soaked bandages, added antibiotic ointment and covered the wound again. But his stomach clenched every time her soft fingers grazed his skin, and with every breath he drew, a whiff of that sweet peach scent bombarded him, amping his awareness and sending blood straight to his groin.

“There,” she said, placing the last piece of tape over the wound. “Now you just need to take these before you pass out and you should be good.” She handed him two pills from the bottle they’d picked up at the pet store and stepped away.

He snagged her by the wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To get you a glass of water.”

“No water.” He popped the pills in his mouth and dry swallowed them.

There was just enough light coming through the window to see her exasperated expression. “Wow. What a stud you are.”

He ignored the sarcasm and patted the mattress beside him. “Get comfortable, sweetheart.”

She sighed. “Look, Archer. I—”

He jerked her toward him. A yelp slipped from her lips just before she fell into his body. Heat immediately enveloped him, but he quickly flipped her to her back, then climbed over her.

“Archer—”

Her warning was laced with just a touch of fear. Just enough to tell him he’d surprised her. And considering nothing seemed to surprise this woman, he was using that to his advantage.

He grasped both of her arms at the wrists and pinned them above her head. Pain ricocheted from his shoulder down his arm and back up again, but he ignored it. Just like he tried to ignore her trim hips locked between his knees and the way the light from the window spilled over her breasts and bare abdomen in that revealing top. “Here’s how this is going to work, sweetheart. I’m going to close my eyes for a few hours and you’re going to stay right here beside me where I know you can’t get into any trouble. Then, when I wake, I’ll call Carter and we can both be rid of each other for good.”

She pursed her lips and lifted her chin, a clear challenge glinting in her eyes. “I’d like to be rid of you right now.”

“Too bad. You’re stuck with me.” He lowered his weight onto hers, let go of one arm and cinched the zip tie hidden in his hand around her wrist.

“Archer… What the hell?”

Zane looped the second zip tie through hers, tightened it around his own wrist, then rolled off her onto his back and drew in a deep breath.

“Oh, my God.” She sat upright. “You did not just do that. Where the fuck did you get more zip ties?”

He yanked on her arm until his lowered back to the bed. “I stole them. You’re not the only one who can filch goods unnoticed, beautiful.” He relaxed back into the pillows and closed his eyes. “Now lie down.”

“You are so gonna pay for this.”

He didn't need to see the smoke pumping from her ears to know it was there. He could hear it in her voice and feel it in the heat radiating from her skin. A wry smile curled his lips. “I figure I’m already doing time in purgatory, thanks to you. A few more years won’t kill me.”

“And to think,” Eve snapped as she flopped back onto the bed, “I was actually worried about you.”

Zane’s humor faded. “We both know you weren't worried. You were just biding your time until you could run. I’m not a stupid southern hick, sweetheart. Now shut up so I can get some sleep.”

“Don’t mind me,” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and dragging his hand with her. “I’ll just be sitting here plotting all the ways I can murder you in your sleep.”

He chuckled. Now that was the feisty brunette he remembered. “Just do it quietly. I’m beat.”

She let out a long, frustrated sigh, but the sound didn't irritate Zane like it should, instead it relaxed him. And man, either he was seriously losing it or all those drugs had finally fried his gray matter. Because lying next to his archenemy, feeling her heat and smelling her soft, arousing scent, he suddenly wasn't focused on revenge. Losing himself in all her softness sounded a hell of a lot better. And more fun. And, holy hell, way more fucking erotic.

He just wasn't sure what to do about it.

About The Author


Before topping multiple bestseller lists—including those of the New York Times, USA Today, and the Wall Street Journal—Elisabeth Naughton taught middle school science. A rabid reader, she soon discovered she had a knack for creating stories with a chemistry of their own. The spark turned to a flame, and Naughton now writes full-time. Besides topping bestseller lists, her books have been nominated for some of the industry’s most prestigious awards, such as the RITA® and Golden Heart Awards from Romance Writers of America, the Australian Romance Reader Awards, and the Golden Leaf Award. When not dreaming up new stories, Naughton can be found spending time with her husband and three children in their western Oregon home. 

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