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Saturday, October 21, 2017

Loving The Book Presents: Monster Mash #CountdownBlitz; #ChasingShadows by #BernadetteMarie, #OutNow, #Giveaway

Bestselling Author Bernadette Marie is known for building families readers want to be part of. Her series The Keller Family has graced bestseller charts since its release in 2011. Since then she has authored and published over thirty books. The married mother of five sons promises romances with a Happily Ever After
always…and says she can write it because she lives it.

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Someone has decided to become the moral compass for the women in town, and now they're turning up dead. It will be up to Detective Lacy Pratt to find their killer before her relationship with Declan Matthews, brother to one of the victims, marks her as a target.

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Icy fingers of cold air pressed against Declan Matthews’ shirt as the wind blew  through the trees. Once upon a time the wooded area, less than a mile from his childhood home, would have been a place of refuge. Now it was tainted with death.
The massive tree, which had been brought down by lightning at least fifty years earlier, still made for a perfect bridge over the cold brook that calmly passed beneath it.

It was there that they had found his sister. She had died on that bridge of nature, right where she’d once played as a child.  He heard the footsteps on the dry leaves behind him, but he didn’t turn. There was no reason to.

Vaughn moved in beside him, just as an old friend would do, without a word.
They’d shared many hours together in this spot. It was more than a tree in the woods. It had been a pirate ship, a lunar landing site, and a jungle with man-eating monkeys. It had also been a place to camp and have long talks. Or when they’d gotten older, a place to sneak off with one of their dads’ beers and a cigar. He’d brought Lacy Pratt out to the log once for a massive make out session, which ended successfully in his car later that night.  Of course, that would only be the beginning of the women who refused to talk to him after a relationship ended.

Vaughn shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans and rocked back on his heels. “Christ, Declan. I don’t even know what to say.”

“There’s nothing to say.”

“I can’t believe something like this would happen here. Everyone knows everyone. Who could have done this?”

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Friday, October 20, 2017

#BlogTour: Wicked Beginnings by L.A. Cotton; #NowLive, #NowAvailable, #OutNow, #Review, #Giveaway

Wicked Beginnings
Wicked Bay #1
Rating:  4.5 Stars
Told in the first person

Disclosure of Material Connection:  I received this book for review from the author. I was not compensated nor was I required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.

The first book in a brand new YA/NA crossover series from the author who brought you Chastity Falls

Lo thought moving to Wicked Bay was the worst of her problems, but as life begins to unravel around her, she’s going to find out it’s only the beginning…




My Thoughts:

Eloise “Lo” Stone seems to have the weight of the world on her shoulders – something a parent just wouldn’t understand.  What I loved with this one is that the author kept me on tenterhooks about whether or not Maverick “Rick” Prince was a love interest and whether their feelings were mutual.  We’re given hints of a summer where Lo wasn’t quite sure what happened – almost like the movie Grease.  I could picture this playing out against any of the “teenage” shows out there now. Especially as you see that the author has captured Lo’s attitude perfectly.  I can almost picture in my head each scene and every word as they play out.

The sad part is that Lo seems so lost – like she’s the odd girl out.  The story starts after a very painful incident in her life.  Even though this is listed as a young adult, I would say it’s more toward the new adult side.  The reason I say this is because there is underage drinking.  Also, Lo and Rick seem more adult than teenager and as adults they do adult things.  This is where I felt that it was a little disconnected since what parent would approve of their teenager getting into alcohol and not putting a stop to it.  But then that would just add more to the story and it might change what these teenagers are going through.  For those of you that may be on the fence about whether their child might like to read it or not, I say read it yourself first. Personally I enjoyed the story and at times forgot that these kids were still in high school. 

There are adults in the story and I found myself wanting to know more about Lo’s step aunt and uncle’s story.  Because this is told from Lo’s point of view, we don’t know how they got to where they are once Lo lets us into her life.  I also can’t wait to see how Lo and Rick’s story continues because the ending just left me wanting more – where do they go from here?  Luckily I don’t have to wait too long since January isn’t all that far away – right?






Author of mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.

Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.

#AudioBookTour: Sweet Talk by S.L. Scott; #OutNow, #Review

TITLE: Sweet Talk
AUTHOR: S.L. Scott
GENRE: Romantic Comedy
Rating:  5 Stars 

Disclosure of Material Connection:  I received this audiobook for review from the author. I was not compensated nor was I required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.


From the New York Times Bestselling Author that brought you The Resistance comes this sexy romantic comedy standalone.
Everything you’ve heard about modeling is true, and you haven’t heard the half of it.
It’s glamorous.
It’s sexy.
And yes, the line between work and reality often blurs.
We’re not just prototypes of perfection. Models have feelings and desires, too. We may be genetically gifted, but we’re still human.
I’m only human. Yes, an extraordinary specimen that earns more in a day than most make in a year, but this eight pack didn’t create itself. I spend hours working on this body. The good looks just come natural. *Winks* Thanks, Mom and Dad.
I’m Danny Weston, Supermodel.
But one path was traded for another when I chose this career. Ten years later, I would trade my career to have it back. To have her back.
Reese Carmichael is the one woman I would give it all up for, and the only one I can’t have. Yet.




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My Thoughts:

I loved how the narration went with this story. Voice actors Ms. Stewart and Mr. Rolon went back and forth in the telling of this story which gives the feeling that they were talking to each other - like we might be eavesdropping in on their conversations. Mr. Rolon had me falling in love with a secondary character named Vinny. He did such a good job with him that I looked forward to those scenes. Ms. Stewart did an equally good job with the female characters especially with Reese. There were times that she had me feeling sorry for her.

This is a story that gives you an idea of the world of the male model. You think the female model's world is tough. It's the same for the men in the industry. There are times where things can be misunderstood because of what we see at a certain point in time. How do you get past something like that? Because pictures don't lie, right? How can a relationship survive when your special someone is always leaving?

This is the time of year, here in New England, where yard cleanup is a must. What better way to make the time more "enjoyable" than to listen to a book. I was lucky enough to do that with this one. At times my neighbors must have thought I was crazy. I would react and talk to something that was being said between Reese and Danny. Then Vinny would have me laughing. When Reese's boss shows up, I want to either kick him in the shin or put him in one of my leaf bags that I was filling.

I can certainly see myself listening to this book more than once. And that's whether I'm doing yard work or not. It made an arduous task go by quickly and it made me laugh. It also had me concentrating on the story and stop thinking about some other things that could bring me down.

There's another secondary character named Luke that actually has his own story. Check out his story in "Dirty Talk". I actually listened to that one first but I held off on writing my review. I'm glad I did because after listening to this book it has me wanting to see if I look at Luke's story a little differently. I hope you enjoy Reese and Danny's story as much as I did.



“GOD, I WANT you, Danny,” Simone whispers into my ear. She licks just below it before sliding down over my jaw and biting me.
My hold tightens around her hips, steadying her. I should have seen the bite coming. They all do it, assuming they have to do something extreme to be sexy, to get my attention. Like every other time it happens, I pull back and run my fingers into her hair at the nape of her neck, then tighten my grip.
She gasps and digs her nails into my shoulders while the innocence she’s trying to portray in her eyes fails under the skepticism found in mine. Our bodies are pressed together and heated, the fan not strong enough to cool us down.
Tilting her head back, I kiss the divot at the bottom of her neck, then lick from base to chin, taking my sweet time. Simone’s back arches, pushing her breasts against my chest and she moans in pleasure.
“That is so hot. Keep it up,” a voice intrudes.
Simone sighs, irritated, and pulls away. I turn to the photographer’s assistant standing at the edge of the set just as Simone reveals her frustration by leaning back and swinging her leg over me to stand up. Leisurely, my gaze slides up her lean legs. She’s taller than most women and the heels she’s wearing add another good five inches. Appreciating her physique, I smile and recline back with my hands behind my head while watching her adjust the strings at her hips. Her head snaps up and her eyes narrow on the assistant off set. “If you want us to keep it up, then shut up next time.” She storms off, her shoes clacking loudly against the gray cement floor.
Knowing an angry model needs time, I sit up, and ask, “How much time do we have?”
Everyone is well aware that the mood has changed on the set. Worry creases the assistant’s brow when he answers, “I think, umm… five or ten minutes.”
The guy’s anxiety rolls like waves crashing around me. Feeling bad for him, I reassure, “Don’t worry about her. She’ll be fine. Just give her a few minutes to cool down.”
“Thanks.” He smiles though it’s weak. “Are you doing all right?”
I smile genuinely while standing up. “Yeah, I’m good. Thanks.” When I start to walk, the knit boxer briefs I’m wearing for the shoot tighten uncomfortably, so I stop to adjust. They’re a size too small, so I grab my cock and shift. “Actually, I could use a larger size. These are cutting off my blood circulation down here.”
Before the assistant can respond, two women suddenly appear from the darkened side of the large loft. A cute, petite blonde offers, “Let me take a look. Maybe I can help.” She’s bold, not shy like I would have guessed from the librarian look she’s chosen.
The other lady—taller with some gray strands running through her dark hair—seems new to the modeling world. She stands there staring below my waist, and by the way she’s ogling me, I’m guessing she might be new to naked men in general. Maybe she’s never worked on an underwear campaign before. She clears her throat and finds her voice. “They fit around the waist so I can add more material, if you’d like? But I’ll need them to do that.”
Bypassing the first offer, I accept the second. This is my job. I’m a pro, a model, and used to being naked in front of strangers, so I drop my drawers. I bend down to get them, and when I stand back up I’m greeted with two mouths hanging wide open. “Ladies, you’re gonna make me feel shy,” I tease. I’m not shy at all.
Lifting their chins until both their mouths are closed, I chuckle as they continue to stare unabashedly. The taller woman says, “Oh you have nothing to be shy about.”
“Absolutely nothing,” the blonde adds insistently.
“Thanks,” I reply, my voice it’s usual charm. I hand the boxers to the lady and walk off set to grab my robe. When I slip it on, Becs from wardrobe approaches and says, “I can add some room in there for you. I’ll have them back in ten minutes.”
“I already gave them to the seamstress.”
“What seamstress?” she asks.
“The one over there.” When I turn to the set, they’ve vanished. Scanning the loft from one side to the other, the two women are nowhere to be found. “She was just here with a blonde lady.” Perplexed I scan again. “I have no idea where they went.”
Becs rolls her eyes, shakes her head, and sighs loudly. “Good grief. Not again.” Turning on her heels, she yells out, “Security. We’ve had another breach.” With her eyes narrowed on my waist, she adds, “Tighten the belt. You don’t want anyone selling a photo of your frank ‘n beans to the highest bidder.” Her mood lightening, she smiles and shrugs. “Or maybe you do. I’ll get your next wardrobe change—”
I laugh but point to my privates. “Extra roomy.” Becs waves her hand in the air while walking off.
“Yeah. Yeah. I got it.”



Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.


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