Cover Reveal: After The Rain by Renee Carlino

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From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a deeply emotional contemporary romance about the second chances waiting beyond the shattered dreams of youth.

Under the bright arena lights of a rodeo show, young Avelina Belo falls for a handsome cowboy with a larger-than-life personality. After a whirlwind courtship, she happily moves away from her family in northern California and settles into married life with her cowboy on a seven-thousand-acre cattle ranch in Montana. One freak accident later, Avelina’s hopes for the future come to an end.

Nate Myers graduated from UCLA medical school at the top of his class, ready to follow in the footsteps of his father, a superstar cardiothoracic surgeon. Six years later, Nate’s career is being ruined by a malpractice suit. Questioning himself for the first time, he retreats to a Montana cattle ranch to visit his uncle and gain perspective. There, he meets a beautiful young woman named Avelina who teaches him more than he ever knew about matters of the heart.

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reneeRenée Carlino lives in Southern California with her husband, two sons, and their sweet dog, June. When she’s not at the beach with her boys or working on her next book, she likes to spend her time reading, going to concerts, and eating dark chocolate. To learn more, visit

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ARC Review: Rushed by Gina Robinson- Rushed Series-Book 1



Rush Series- Book 1

By Gina Robinson



A girl who has everything. A guy who has everything to lose.

Some things can’t be…


I’m going through rush with the burden of being a legacy to a sorority that is totally wrong for me. And my parents’ pressure to pledge it for all the socially acceptable reasons. It looks like being a Double Deltsie will be pure torture. Until Zach, the live-in houseboy, who’s quite possibly the hottest guy I will ever meet, serves me a cupcake and flashes me a sympathetic look. The instant chemistry between us is simply stunning. Even though the houseboys are off limits, and my parents would cut me off if they ever found out I’m dating one, I just can’t stay away. I pledge the house for all the wrong reasons.


Living in a sorority? I get flipped a load of crap about being a live-in servant, the help. Easy access to the hottest girls on campus? Not with the unbreakable rule—get caught with one of the girls and you’re fired. Immediately. Lose this job and I can’t afford college. I sure as hell can’t ask my parents for help. They wish I’d never been born. Considering what I did, I don’t blame them. I’ve learned to think of the girls like sisters. Until Alexis pledges the house. Now sister is the last thing on my mind.

*** Standalone novel. No cliffhanger. ***

This is a contemporary romance with mature themes, language, and situations. Readers should be over 17!

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Michel’s Review

* 3 Stars *

Rushed by Gina Robinson is the first book in her spinoff of the Reckless series.

Rushed is a New Adult book. It starts out on Rush week at the college. It highlights the trials and tribulations of becoming a sorority pledge. We follow Alexis as she tries to select the sorority that has been a legacy in her family. She is under pressure and does not feel this is the right choice for her. But she can’t fight against the legacy her family has laid down before her. We will experience the interview and selection process.

Once the Rush week is over we will witness Alexis become a member of the sority. We will see her struggle with their ideals, fellow sisters, and the idea of dating certain men from approved Fraternities. The one man she wants is not a member of a Fraternity. He is a house boy for her sorority. A mere servent in the eyes of her sorority sisters.

Zach is a brilliant young man with a truckfull of baggage. He is attending school on scholarship and working as a houseboy to make ends meet. He is financially strapped, emotionally damaged, and off limits to Alexis. He has hidden secrets that he will carry throughout his life.

As the story evolves this couple will enter a forbidden secret affair. They will have to hide their relationship from the sorority, the fraternity, and Alexis’ family. They will have to hide their relationship because it could ruin them both. Zach has a powerful enemy. Alexis has a devious sorority sister that wants her out and Zach’s attention. Zach can lose his financial stability. Alexis can lose her family’s respect.

This is a truthful story of how some colleges view the Greek communities in colleges. The reader will see segregation , a class system, and some mild hazing in this book.

The reader will also experience the highs and lows that come with a forbidden relationship. They will see two young, beautiful people struggling to find a way to fit into their chosen world.

Rush is a good story with a good plot. There is emotional drama, plenty of angst, romantic scenes, blazing chemistry, powerful enemies, and a climatic ending. The writing was good, the pace of the story was steady, the plot well developed, and the characters were endearing.

I liked the book but it was not a light and fun new adult romance. Considering the subject matter, how could it be? This subject might not grab all readers. Many are not aware of the Greek community systems in most American colleges.

I am looking forward to the next book in the series and have enjoyed the previous series , the Reckless series, in which the Rush series has spun off of. Crushed, Book 2 , will be out in the fall of 2014.

Author Bio:

Gina RobinsonGina Robinson is the award-winning author of the contemporary new adult romances Reckless Longing, Reckless Secrets, and Reckless Together, and the Agent Ex series of humorous romantic suspense novels. Rushed, the first book in her new college-set new adult series will be released on July 3, 2014. She’s currently working on Crushed, the second book of this series featuring a surprising couple from Rushed. Look for Crushed in early fall 2014.

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Review: Olivia by Lori L. Otto -Choisie Series- Book 2




Choisie Series- Book 2

By Lori L. Otto



When devastating news brings an abrupt end to a romantic rendezvous, Livvy Holland struggles to accept the death of one of her closest mentors. Livvy’s artwork has always been an expression of her emotions, and avoiding the pain she feels from her recent loss makes painting seem impossible. Her inspiration gone, she devotes her attention to the future she’s planning with Jon Scott. 

Blissfully happy in her own denial, all of Livvy’s free time has been given to the boy she’s always loved. Facing grown up decisions, she finds it hard to live up to her parents’ expectations of her as a daughter and an artist. Under her father’s constant scrutiny and persistent surveillance from curious paparazzi, Livvy finds it difficult to maintain the adult relationship she’s begun with Jon. 

The changes in Livvy are evident to those closest to her, and a few that were once her allies begin to interfere with her personal life. This newfound attention – along with distractions that take Jon’s attention elsewhere – cause Livvy to question all the choices she’s made: what college she’ll attend, what man she should be with, and what she thought was her life’s purpose. 

Livvy faces her greatest challenge when Jon’s unanticipated plans derail her own. Overwhelmed, confused, and longing to satisfy her own wants and needs, Livvy must endure more heartache before finding herself. 

This book is intended for mature teens and adults.

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5 Star Read

Robin’s Review

Lori Otto is best known for her Emi Lost & Found series – a series about the life of Emi Hennigan, including a prequel and three of the most beloved and heartbreaking novels that I have ever read. If you have not yet read the Emi Lost & Found series, I highly recommend it! Be sure to read Not Today, But Someday, Lost & Found, Time Stands Still and Never Look Back – in that order – before beginning the spin-off Choisie series.

Lori Otto introduces her readers to a charming young lady named Olivia Sophia Holland in the Emi Lost & Found series. The novels of the Choisie series center on the life of Olivia Holland. They are titled Contessa, Olivia and Livvy. I would like to express my appreciation to Lori Otto for the opportunity to review an advanced reader copy of the second novel of her series – Olivia – in exchange for my honest review.

Olivia Holland is a sixteen year-old high school senior at the beginning of Olivia, having skipped a year ahead in high school. We are told that her Granna (Donna) passed away while Olivia was out of the country. Olivia was commissioned to paint a portrait of Donna prior to her death. The portrait was to hang next to the portrait Olivia had already painted of Donna’s son, Nate. Donna was always a positive force for Olivia. She was her teacher and mentor, encouraging Olivia to discover her creativity and to grow as an artist. Olivia knows that she disappointed her Granna because she had not finished her portrait prior to her death. She feels incredible grief and guilt, which results in her loss of direction and incentive to paint. Olivia also does not want to move on to other projects until she has finished Donna’s portrait. She loses sight of many things that are important to her – her artwork, education and the relationship she has with her father and family.

Olivia’s artwork has always defined a part of who she is. Without her art, she becomes absorbed in her relationship with Jon. He becomes the primary focus of her spare time. At the beginning of the novel, Jon is eighteen and beginning his freshman year of college at Columbia. He has his own struggles in Olivia. His mother and brothers are extremely important to him. Jon has accepted a role as a father-figure to his brothers because they have no father in the picture. Jon attends college classes and attempts to maintain his grades, while also hoping to give his brothers some stability at home. Their mother is an alcoholic. When she loses custody of his younger brothers, the boys are eventually placed in the custody of their aunt in Utah.

Olivia and Jon have grown up together. They have a very tangible love for each other, but they are both very young. Jon gave Olivia a promise ring in Contessa – they are both extremely young to be involved in the type of emotional and physical relationship they have found themselves in. At times, Olivia can be bratty and self-destructive, whereas, I felt that Jon had matured quite a bit in this novel. Although Jon obviously loves Olivia, his primary focus is on his family and studies. He is willing to sacrifice his teenage freedom to provide for his brothers. Jon realizes that Olivia is still very self-centered and not mature enough to handle the serious type of relationship that they have. I believe he understands that Olivia needs to experience life and grow as an individual before they can make a serious commitment to each other.

I found the character growth in this novel to be brilliantly written. It makes perfect sense that Jon would be more responsible and self-sacrificing; not only is he older, but he has experienced a harder life. Olivia has always had what she needed. She has wonderful parents, but they have micromanaged her life to protect her from the press, paparazzi and people that would take advantage of their family wealth. It is very obvious that Olivia has some growing up to do. I want to commend Lori Otto for writing the perfect ending to Olivia. I have no doubt that great things are ahead for Jon and Olivia in the final novel in the series, Livvy. Five outstanding stars for Lori Otto’s Olivia!

Choise Series:

Contessa – Book 1


ContessaBook one of the YA/New Adult Choisie series by the author of Emi Lost & Found! 

When she was four, a generous couple welcomed orphan Olivia Sophia into their lives. As she grew up, her parents made good decisions for her, raising “Livvy” to be an intelligent and creative young girl. Now sixteen, three people influence many of her choices: her first love, her second father, and a third man who speaks to her through his artwork. 

Livvy’s father is practical and steadfast; even-tempered and quietly observant. She’s an artist who acts on her emotions and thrives on attention. Unhappy with their differences– and misunderstanding her father’s methods– Livvy chooses to focus on the similarities she shares with an enigmatic painter from her mother’s past. Her overactive imagination leads her down an obsessive path– one that only stands to hurt everyone around her. 

The distraction of a new boyfriend has the potential to end her search and reunite her family, but his involvement in her life could be just as devastating, taking Livvy away from her father for good. 

Mature YA for limited sensual content.

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lori l. ottoAfter graduating from the University of Texas at Arlington in 1997 with a Bachelor’s Degree in Communications, Lori Otto worked in the billboard industry for ten years. Frustrated with trying to communicate entire messages in “seven seconds or less,” she decided to leave outdoor advertising and return to her love of creative writing.

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ARC Review: How To Reprimand Your Rock Star by Mina Vaughn

How To Reprimand Your Rock Star

How To Reprimand Your Rock Star

By Mina Vaughn



In this fun and saucy romance novel, all-star college basketball player Thea dominates on the courts—and off—with a rock star who is determined to win her over.

Thea is a star basketball player at UConn on track to be Rookie of the Year. That is, if she can stay focused on the game. Lately that hasn’t been going so well, as her knee has been bothering her. But that’s not the only thing on her mind…

Ever since rock star Keaton Lowe surprised her in the girl’s locker room, Thea can’t stop thinking about him. On top of his status and enticing ways, he seems to know everything about her. But some of his actions cross the line, and Keaton needs to be punished. Will Thea keep her head in the game, or get distracted by her other favorite pastime—reprimanding her rock star?

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4 star read

Michel’s Review

How To Reprimand Your Rock Star by Mina Vaughn was one of the most original books I have read. It was fun, delightful, a bit quirky, and had some interesting characters. Although it touched lightly on the BDSM theme, it was done with an original touch. The characters performed their roles, Domme/ Sub, with what felt right for their relationship. There were no dark moments and every sex scene had a delightful feel to it.

Thea is a star in her own right. She is a gifted basketball player. She is on the verge of becoming the Rookie of the Year if she can stay focused on her game. She doesn’t have time for a needy relationship. But when she meets the cocky rockstar, Keaton Lowe, she has a new game to focus on.

For Thea, exploring this relationship with Keaton is about control. For Keaton it is about relinquishing control ,which he has never done.

With the help of mentor, Thea will become more confident on the court and in the bedroom. She will explore her sexuality and her inner strengths.

The benefits are just as good for Keaton. For the first time he doesn’t feel like a performer. He can let go of his persona and reap the benefits of letting go. It is freeing.

What starts out as an experimental relationship evolves into loving relationship. It is a loving relationship that has mutual respect and commitment to each other as individuals. Their devotion to each other will make the reader melt.

This is not a BDSM story. It has some kink but not the full blown scenario we are accustomed to reading in the BDSM theme. This is a story of two people finding love in a fun way.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book and look forward to reading more books from Mina Vaughn. She has a fresh voice and creative mind.

Author Bio


Mina VaughnMina Vaughn is an international woman of mystery and a shoe whore with a heart of gold. When she’s not writing her unique brand of silly smut, she’s plundering Sephora for any pin up girl makeup she can find. Mina’s debut novel, an erotic comedy entitled HOW TO DISCIPLINE YOUR VAMPIRE is about a punishment-seeking vampire who meets a quirky Domme with a serious role play fetish, available now from Simon and Schuster’s Pocket Star.

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Cover Reveal: Lasting Fate by Charisse Spiers

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Lasting Fate Excerpt:

I pull into the drive and the garage is open. I’ve told Kinzleigh to keep it shut. It’s a nice area, but that doesn’t mean we don’t get strays from time to time looking for easy access to steal. Kinzleigh’s mom should be here soon to help her with the baby for a few days. Maybe she’s already here. I could use her help so I can get some work done. I’m swamped with projects and a new baby is more work than I thought. I try to give Kinzleigh a break when I get home.

Pulling under my garage door, I park and kill the engine. I grab my satchel that I take back and forth from the office and step out of my beamer. It’s been a long day. I grab the knot of my tie and pull, loosening it. When I get to the door my heart drops to my stomach. It’s cracked. My first thought is that someone has broken in. I push it open and walk inside.
I drop my bag at the door and pick up pace when I hear Bryce screaming at the top of his lungs. A fear I’ve never known races through my body. What if she’s hurt? “Kinzleigh,” I call out throughout the house. I get no response. When I make it to the living room Bryce is lying in his bassinet screaming and Kinzleigh is lying on the couch staring off into space like a zombie, ignoring him.
His face is blood red like he’s been crying for a while. I reach over and pick him up, pulling him to my chest. “Hey, buddy. Shh, shh, shh. It’s okay,” I say as I rock him. It’s not helping. He’s obviously hungry or wet. Hell, I don’t know. I’ve never had a baby before and I’m a guy. I would get cranky if I was hungry. Kinzleigh is breast-feeding, so I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.

“Kinzleigh, when is the last time you fed him?” I look over at her, still attempting to calm him down. My ears are stinging from his constant crying. I can’t think. She has not even acknowledged I’m in the room. “Kinzleigh, what the fuck?” The only type of response I get from her are tears that fall from the corners of her eyes and they trickle down her nose before dropping onto the leather of the sofa.
“I can’t,” is all she says and goes back to staring off into space. What the hell does that even mean, she can’t?

“You can’t or you won’t? What happened to you? Are you sick?” He is still screaming, so I reach in the bassinet and get his pacifier, hoping it calms him a little until I can figure out what the hell I’m supposed to do now.
“I can’t,” she says again. She’s not even looking at him. I begin walking towards her in an attempt to see what’s wrong and get her to feed him. She closes her eyes before I get there. “Please don’t. I can’t hold him. Please, take him somewhere else. Please…” I don’t understand. She was fine when I left for work. I try to give him his pacifier. We don’t have any formula, because she wanted to feed him naturally. How does everything change so drastically in twelve hours?

He takes it for a second before he figures out nothing is coming out of it and spits it back out, now mad as hell. I can’t deal with this shit right now. I’m worried about her, because she’s not acting right, but I have to get him calmed down first. Pulling out my phone from the pocket of my slacks, I hit one of the contacts in my immediate access list. It rings for a minute before the line picks up. “Preston? It’s seven thirty and the sitter just left. Do I need to call her back? Is that Bryce? Is he okay?”
Her voice is drowned out by his crying. I walk out of the room with the phone up to my ear. “Hey, Macie. I need your help. It’s an emergency. It’s about Kinzleigh. You can bring Talon.”
“Anything, Preston. Is she okay?”

I peek my head back in the door. She’s still lying on the couch in the exact same position she was when I left. She is still staring at the wall blankly, no emotion registering on her face. “I don’t think so. I came home and Bryce was screaming in his bassinet. She’s just lying on the couch in a vegetative state. She won’t hold him. I have no idea when she’s fed him last. Can you bring some formula?”
“I think I know what’s wrong with her. I’ll be right there. Give me fifteen minutes.” She doesn’t wait for an answer before disconnecting the call. I slide the phone back in my pocket and begin bouncing him slightly while I pat his back. His tiny head is resting against my cheek.

“It’s okay, buddy. We’ll get your mama fixed, okay? Don’t worry. She must have a reason for letting you cry, she has to. You’ll love her. She’s kind of hard not to love.” His cry is dying down, from the exhaustion I’m sure, but not stopping completely. I stand in the doorway watching her. I’ve never in my entire life seen her like this, not even when her grandmother died. It’s like her soul has been sucked from her body, leaving nothing but a hollow woman lying in this big house.
I’m scared to know what that means. I need to talk to Macie. I have a strange feeling I’m losing her. I’ve never been in love with a girl like I’m in love with Kinzleigh, and I never will be again, but I can’t stand seeing her like this. If this is going to be the girl she becomes, then I’ll have to make another choice, one that is going to forever destroy me for a woman. I won’t trap her. We were happy before he came back. I won’t watch her disintegrate and become lifeless to preserve my own happiness.

The realization occurs that if she doesn’t get better I may have to let her go. Watching her lay as if she is alive, but dead, is killing me inside. I’ve never been an emotional guy until I went back to Mississippi that night and saw her the way I did. Something changed in me that night. From that point forward it wasn’t about me, but her. I learned that when you love someone, you do what’s best for them, even if it isn’t what’s best for you.
I want to walk over to her right now, but I have to take care of Bryce first. I made a promise to love and take care of both of them. I’m going to keep that promise for as long as I can. Right now I’m scared and I don’t know how long I’m going to get to hold onto what has become my family. Just because this child doesn’t share my blood, he still shares a piece of my heart. I kiss the top of his head. He finally cried himself to sleep, but he won’t be asleep long. Macie should be here soon. I can tell his diaper needs to be changed anyway.

I stare at the girl that captured my heart from the time I was just a teenager. I’ve really grown into a man from then to now. I rub my thumb back and forth on Bryce’s head, above his ear. “I need to leave you for a minute, but I promise I’ll come take care of you,” I whisper into the air in her direction. “I love you, Kinzleigh.” My eyes fill to the brim with tears, but I close my lids before they have the chance to fall. She doesn’t have room in her life for someone that can’t contain his emotions.
I kiss the top of his head; his baby smell fills my nostrils. “I love you also, buddy.” I hold him close to me and begin walking in the direction of the stairs and towards his room. I’m going to savor every moment with the two of them. My brain wants me to believe that I still have them forever, but my heart is preparing me for the worst.

After changing his diaper, I sit in the rocker and start to rock him. Macie walks in with a bottle in hand. She takes one look at me and gets a saddened look in her eyes, more like a look of pity. “You’ve gotten attached to him, haven’t you?”
“Yeah.” I am not one of those guys that talk about the emotions fighting against each other deep inside. I prefer to keep to myself. Revealing parts of yourself to others sets you up for gossip and judgment. Coming from a family in the media that was something you didn’t do. Kinzleigh is the only person I’ve ever let in.

“I hope I’m not overstepping any boundaries, because I really like you as a boss and a person, but you know there is only way to fix her, right?” I continue rocking back and forth, staring at the wall before me. I want to know, but at the same time I don’t. I’m not sure I want to know the answer, because I think I already do.
“What’s that?”

“Preston, you can’t fight soul mates. I know you love her, and I really believe she loves you in return, but she’s meant for him. His return has changed the rules of the game. Her soul is fighting her, mourning for its other half. A doctor is going to tell you it’s postpartum depression, but we both know what’s really wrong with her.”
I’m getting mad. Things were going great before he came back. I’m not going to be an asshole and say I wish he would’ve died, because I don’t, but she’s the only girl I’ve ever wanted. That should count for something. “So, you think I should just hand her over to him? What kind of a man hands over the only thing he wants in life. I’ve only ever loved her…”

“I’m saying you should set her free. She made you a promise, and I don’t think she’s going to break it. Her soul is turning against her, rebelling until she gives it what it wants. As silly as it sounds, I really believe someone can die of a broken heart. Would you rather keep her alive and well or allow her to suffer slowly? If you really love her, prove it, and set her free her from the ropes that bind her. Selflessness, that’s the ultimate sacrifice in love.”
I look down at the bundle in my arms. I can’t let them go yet. I need a little more time. She could still get better. She has to get better. I’m trying to convince myself, but it’s not working. Bryce wakes up crying. “Here, give him to me. Talon is watching television in the spare room downstairs. Go tend to her. She needs someone. She looks horrible.”

I stand and hand him to her. I watch her sit in the chair, but I can’t quit looking at him. “Preston…” I glance up at her. “We’ll be fine. I’ve raised one baby. Go on.” I nod and follow instructions, leaving the room. When I get to where Kinzleigh is, she looks worse than she did before. It feels like someone has a hold on my heart and squeezing as hard as they can until it pops.
I get to her and squat down so that I’m at her level. “Kinzleigh,” I whisper. Her eyes are void of all life and emotion. She doesn’t look at me. It’s as if she can’t even hear me.
Fuck it. I can’t take this anymore.

I slide my arms underneath her and lift her, pulling her against my chest. “I’ll do whatever I have to do to fix you, Kinz. I promise.” I walk her upstairs and into our bathroom, sitting her on the toilet. She slumps slightly, but holds herself up.
“Lift your arms,” I state. She does as I say. I remove her shirt and she lowers them back down. I unclasp her bra and remove that too. She is now sitting in just her underwear. I unbutton my shirt and let it fall to the floor. Grabbing the collar of my undershirt, I pull it over my head and toss it down on the other one, forming a pile.
I work quickly to unfasten my belt and pants, letting them drop to the floor as well. Stepping out of my shoes and pants in unison, I kick them to the side. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pick her up and she wraps her legs around me, and then lays her head against my chest. I walk over to the large round tub and step in. Reaching forward and down, I turn the nozzle and adjust the settings until the water is warm.

I sit down as the bathtub fills with water. My eyes fill with moisture again, but this time I let them fall. My heart is breaking, shattering is a more appropriate word. The only things at the forefront of my mind are the things Macie said. I hold her wrapped in my arms and silently cry.
My heart is trying to convince my mind that it’s wrong, duking it out on what’s best for her. I don’t want to let her go. I want to love her each and every day for the rest of my life. I want to give her the world, and be her world, but after seeing how she reacted to him at the hotel that day and seeing her when she told him goodbye, and looking at her now, my mind is overpowering my heart. It’s clear that what I want and what she wants are two different things.

I could hold onto her if I wanted, but my love for her guilt’s me, and won’t let me do this to her. I feel like I’m being gutted at the realization of what I have to do. I’ll never be the same after this. I’ll never give my heart to another woman. When I do this I’m defying everything I was taught by giving in. I’m sacrificing my happiness for hers. When her and Bryce go, my heart goes with them.
After holding her in the bathtub and trying to convince myself to go back on my decision, I bathed her and gave her some sleeping medicine from the cabinet. I lay her in the bed and pull the covers over her. It doesn’t take her long before her eyes begin to roll in the back of her head and her lids close.

Her cell phone on the nightstand starts to ring. I notice it’s an unsaved number. Trying not to wake her, I answer the call. “Hello.”
The line is silent. “Can I talk to Kinzleigh?”
I look down at her. She is sleeping and looks peaceful for the first time since I got home from work. I’m not waking her. Besides, I’m about to give her over to the bastard anyway; he can let me have a few more hours.
“Now’s not a good time,” I say.
“Are we really going to play it this way?” He breathes and I walk out of the room, quietly shutting the door. I move far enough away she can’t hear me if she wakes.

I need him to stop calling, because what I have to do has to be done in person and I don’t need him to worry Kinzleigh until this is done. “She doesn’t want to see you, Breyson. Please stop calling.” I disconnect the call and throw the phone at the wall, leaving a crack and a now shattered phone.
I run my hands through my hair and rest against the wall, sliding down until I’m sitting on the floor. Leaning my head back I close my eyes.

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Meet Charisse Spiers

I developed a passion for reading I never knew I had in November of 2012 when I decided to give eBooks a try. Since then I can’t go a day without some form of a book or character running wild through my mind. For almost a year I constantly had a book pulled up on my Kindle app for my iPad. The beauty of self publishing is that you can interact with the authors, which is how I started writing. I never knew I had the creativity to write a novel until I began conversing with another Indie author. If you ever think that Indie authors don’t like getting feedback from readers, you are very wrong. I began editing for a fellow author and because she took a leap of faith in me and told me to give writing a shot, I am now an Indie author myself. I cannot tell you how amazing this journey has been. It is hard putting yourself out there for the public eye with all of the reviews that come through, but it’s also amazing. I have met some of the most genuine people and people I would consider friends even though I’ve never met them face to face. I have now published the first two books in the Fate series, Accepted Fate and Twisting Fate and I am starting book three Lasting Fate to be released November 2, 2014. I cannot wait to see where this journey takes me and feel free to interact with me here or on social media. I will respond. 🙂

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ARC Review: Ricochet by Skye Jordan- Renegades Series-Book 3




Renegades Series- Book 3

Skye Jordan



After a tragic incident in Afghanistan leaves Master Sergeant Nathan Ryker the only man standing in his tight-knit team, he spirals into an alcohol-and-sex induced escape. A call from his lifelong buddy pulls Ryker from the shadows with a request for help with his stunt company’s latest blockbuster. If Ryker can survive the next three weeks of leave and get back to his remaining men, he might just be all right. But a sexy woman who can take his mind off his trauma is too hard to resist, and when he hooks up with Renegades’ sultry, snarky office manager, his sanity takes a backseat to his first glimpse of a future he isn’t sure he deserves.

Still reeling from a bitter romantic betrayal, Rachel Hart wants nothing more than an uncomplicated hookup. So when the mysterious Nathan seduces her with a little dirty talk and one delicious kiss, Rachel drowns all her good sense in a Mandarin and soda and gives herself over to a night of sexual bliss. But her memories tarnish in the morning light when Rachel discovers his real identity and his link to Renegades. Her job and her friends are the only thing holding her life together, and she won’t be ruined by one sultry night with this damaged and dangerously sexy man.

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Michel’s Review

Ricochet is my favorite book of the Renegade Series by Skye Jordan. That is saying a lot since I loved the previous books. The Renegades are a company of stunt specialists in Hollywood. Each member has a specific speciality, a unique personality, a huge amount of sex appeal, and embrace their bad boy persona.


In the midst of all of this male testosterone is Rachel Hart. She is the commander, the organizer, the go to girl, the best friend, the little sister, and glue that keeps this company together. Her job title is secretary but she is much more than her job description.

Her latest task is to pick up Troy’s friend that is an explosive specialist at the airport. The Renegades desperately need Ryker’s expertise on a stunt in their current film. She has talked to Ryker on the phone and had a flirty conversation with him but does not know what he looks like. Once she arrives at the airport, late due to a fender bender on the interstate, she cannot find Ryker anywhere. She is beyond annoyed and just wants to end another bad day. She heads to the airport bar to fortify her spirits and shed some of the crappy day. At the bar she meets a smoking hot stranger that fills some of that “fortification” she desperately needs. One hot sexy night with a stranger is the ticket.   And what a night it turns out to be. She has found herself a real sex God. Their chemistry is explosive. Their one night together has blown apart every other sexual encounter she has had. But it’s one night only. She does not have the time or the inclination for a relationship. She has dealt with the mess that relationships bring, come out battered, and has sworn never let it happen again.

Nathan Ryker is on mandatory leave from the military to get his head strait. After sixteen years, most in the warzone, he has demons that haunt him. He has trouble sleeping, has triggers that cause him to revert back to the warzone, and has been broken to pieces. When the opportunity to work with an old buddy arises, it seems like a perfect solution to take a reprieve from his destructive path of drinking and screwing. When he meets the sexy secretary Rachel in the airport bar he can’t help but take the one night she is offering.   He quickly realized that she was the sexy secretary from the Renegades that he had some fun, flirty conversations with. She has no clue that his first name is Nathan and he’s happy to leave it that way. One explosive night with Rachel will turn Nathan Rykers point of detonation into a new direction.

Once the two face each other at work they know that they are off limits to one another. But now that they have had a taste of each , they want and need more.

Rachel and Nathan’s relationship will build from instant lust to a deep rooted friendship to a devoted loving relationship. Their banter is feisty, fun, emotional, and sexy. Their chemistry is off the charts. Their romance is heart warming.

I loved everything about this book. Nathan and Rachel were dynamic characters. Their stories and emotions were very real. The writing, story flow, and pacing were perfect. Jordan Skye has added another fabulous book to the fabulous Renegade series.

Ricochet can be read as a stand alone novel or in series order. I recommend reading the complete series. It will not disappoint!

The Renegade Series


“Hotter than hell and a lot more fun. Skye Jordan’s writing sizzles!”

-Elisabeth Naughton, New York Times bestselling author

RecklessA couture wedding dress designer to the rich and famous, Lexi LaCroix’s image means everything. Raised on the wrong side of the tracks, her years of polish and hard work are finally about to pay off. But crossing paths with a sexier-than-sin, bad-boy biker who makes her realize how much living she’s sacrificed for her success, one touch is all it takes to threaten her carefully choreographed life.

Jax Chamberlin has been screwed over by gorgeous gold-diggers one too many times. Though he runs his own stunt company, all of America knows his Hollywood face even years after he’s given up acting. Finding a woman who doesn’t plan to use him as a stepping stone to success is virtually impossible, so when the charming and mysterious Lexi offers him a chance at a totally anonymous hook-up during an out of town trip, Jax accepts. Only Lexi is more sextacular than charming, and Jax wants more. Lots more.

But Lexi’s got a major hang-up over his renegade lifestyle. And if she finds out his connections could catapult her to the top of her career, he’s afraid the fantasy woman he’s falling for might just end up like all the rest.

Warning: This novel contains uber-hot sexual encounters. For safety’s sake, read along with pitcher of ice-water. Or…wine…

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RebelSassy, smart, and sexy, former supermodel-turned-tech guru Rubi Russo has it all—looks, money, confidence and freedom. Her life is a whirlwind of fast cars and fleeting affairs—and she likes it that way. With a past like Rubi’s, forever isn’t part of her vocabulary. So when studly Renegade stuntman Wes Lawson wants to take their friendship to the next level, she’s all out.

Raised a simple country-boy, Wes knows the brazen Rubi isn’t his type. But after spending time with her, he discovers she’s everything he’s ever wanted in a woman. To win her wild rebel heart, he’ll have to prove he sees behind her smokescreen to all the goodness she tries to hide. Then it’s just a matter of crushing her fears, shattering her barriers, and convincing her that loving him is everything she’s been missing in her life, too.

Piece of cake.

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Skye JordanSometimes fun. Sometimes naughty. Always romantic.

I am a New York Times Bestselling Author writing under the pseudonym Skye Jordan for my more … sexually heated … works.

My Skye Jordan novels are all about enjoying that little wild streak we all have, but probably don’t let out often enough. About those fantasies we usually don’t get the opportunity to indulge. About stretching limits, checking out the dark side, playing naughty and maybe even acting a little wicked. They’re about escape and fun and pleasure and romance.

And, yes, even love. Because even as Skye Jordan I’m just a happily ever after kinda gal.

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Cover Reveal: A Beautiful Purpose by Alicia Rae



Author: Alicia Rae

Release Date: October 21st

Genre: New Adult Romance

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About A Beautiful Purpose:

Book 6 in The Beautiful Series or Standalone All Blake Johnson knows is the life of a Marine. After serving his country for eight years, he returns to his family for some rest and rehabilitation. Fighting an internal war, he battles sleepless nights as images of his former military days haunt him. From the moment Audrey Hampton walks into his life, he is drawn to her. Her beauty leaves him breathless and weak in the knees. She kindles a spark of hope deep within his soul, igniting a part of himself he feared was missing. Her never-ending compassion for others opens his heart in a way he never dreamed. But Audrey is hiding wounds of her own. Returning to Lake Tahoe to care for her ill mother triggers painful childhood memories of her parents’ loveless marriage, reminding her there is no such thing as true love. Will Blake’s resolve be powerful enough to open Audrey’s sealed heart? Or will Audrey fear the past and risk losing the man who could give her life a newfound purpose? Can two wounded souls become one?

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“What about you?” Blake asked gently.

“I’m home to see my family.” I shifted on my feet, not wanting to go into too much detail either. I refrained from laughing at observing how we seemed to share that minor detail. “However, I now live in San Francisco.”

Blake’s dark eyebrow curled, slightly lifting, and his lower lip twitched in amusement. Gosh, he was just so damn sexy, it was distracting.

“You gave up the country life for the city?” he finally teased.

I let out a laugh at his expression and nodded. “Yeah.”

“How’s that working out for you?”

I tilted my head his way, failing to stifle my humor. “If you ignore all the absurdly confusing highways, traffic and noise, then it’s not so bad.”

Blake laughed, deep and throatily. The sound sent an undeniable shiver down my spine. I chastised myself for letting a simple conversation with a man affect me so, as he replied, “That’s a lot to ignore.”

You have no idea, I thought, referring to not being able to deflect his effects on me. I felt my inner strength wavering.

“It is,” I responded in more ways than one, realizing that I needed to get away from here. Being here was too much. He was too much. I swallowed deeply before saying, “Well it was a pleasure to meet you, Blake. But I do have to be going now.” I felt guilty for dismissing myself, so I added, “But maybe I’ll see you around with the other’s another time?”

His gaze turned speculative, and he parted his lips to speak. But he didn’t. The look he was giving me felt as though he could see right through me. It was unnerving.

Within seconds, his eyes shifted again, appearing to let me off the hook.

I released a silent sigh, thankful for his respecting my privacy, and not asking for any explanation.

“Since my two brothers are marrying your friends, I would say there is a good chance.” Blake grinned at last, revealing a sexy dimple at the corner of his mouth.

My eyes were captivated by the faint movement.

Stop thinking about his mouth!

He definitely had a good point, which only made me even more nervous. “I’ll see you later,” I waved with a pleasant smile and excused myself before my nerves melted into a puddle at his feet.

I quickly found Abbey, Gail and Lily, and then each of their significant others to congratulate them and say my goodbyes before racing to my car. All the while feeling like I could not breathe, as though I was being suffocated by thoughts of how breathtakingly handsome Blake was.

After stopping at the store for my mother’s saltine crackers, I sped home, yearning to step through the front doors, so I could be reminded of all the reasons to stay clear away from that man. All it took was sixty seconds of seeing how my father treated my mother, and it was a reality slap that love does not exist.

I would not allow myself to be so effected by a man, and weakened by the idea of having one of my own. I shook my head. Being around Gail, Abbey, and Lily with their men today had just played tricks on my mind. Sure, each of my friends had found great, loving men. But it was a risk I would never take a chance on.

And I would never cave to temptation. It could only lead to a broken heart.


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About the Author:

Alicia Rae is a Contemporary Romance Author who lives in Dekalb, Illinois, with her husband and three beautiful boys. Alicia has a passion for reading all types of romance, writing to bring a story to life, and photography.

Thank you to my dear sister, Kels, who showed me a few years ago how much I truly missed reading. And to my loving husband, for not throwing away my Nook, and planting the seed of writing in my mind. I am forever grateful. Xo

Readers, words cannot thank you enough for supporting me along this incredible journey. I hope you enjoy my novels as much as I do writing them. I thank each and every one of you.

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Sneak Peek: All For This by Lexi Ryan

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Releasing August 4, 2014

New Adult Contemporary Romance

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**ALL FOR THIS is book three in the Here and Now series. It is not a stand-alone and it’s intended to be read after LOST IN ME and FALL TO YOU.**

What if you would never remember the day you made the most important decision of your life?

That’s what they’re telling me about the day of my accident—the day I put on Max’s ring and chose him over Nate. I’m counting on the wisdom behind a decision I don’t remember making.

Max is amazing—sexy, sweet, and kind. I was starting to believe happily-ever-after might be in my future after all. Then the unthinkable happened and my world imploded. If I’m going to make this work with Max, I need my missing memories, or at least answers from about those five days before my accident.

But what does my future hold if those answers aren’t anything like I imagined?


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 The following excerpt from ALL FOR THIS by its very nature contains spoilers for the first two books in the Here and Now series, LOST IN ME and FALL TO YOU. If you hate spoilers and haven’t read the first two books, I recommend you don’t read any further.



 “How are you holding up? Did it go okay with Nate last night?”

She stiffens at his name. “He asked me to move to LA.”

Of course he did. “And what did you say?”

She blinks at me. “I’m not leaving New Hope. This is my home.”

“He wanted more than for you to move to LA.” I take a step closer. I need to touch her. I wonder if she knows she’s pulling away from me, if she can feel it like I can. It’s as if we’re connected by a thousand little threads like those in a woven rug and they’ve been breaking one at a time since the moment Nate came back into town. With every breath, I feel another thread snap. “He wanted you.”

She shrugs. “I’m already taken.”

I draw in a deep breath. She lifts her hand to my face and skims her fingers along my jaw.

I groan softly and slide my hand into her hair as I lower my mouth to hers. She’s soft and sweet, and I need more of her.

Taking a fistful of her skirt, I yank her dress up around her waist and find the cotton of her panties. She gasps, and I rub her through the fabric as her fingers curl into my back. My lips find her neck and the skin in the sensitive juncture of neck and shoulder.

“Max,” she says. But it’s not the normal breathy, needy whispering of my name. The word is a warning. A yield sign. “Max.”

My hand stills and I pull back to look into her eyes. I’m blindsided by the apology I see there. “Let’s move in together.”

“What?” She blinks at me. If she’s thinking I have the world’s worst timing with important proposals, she’s not wrong.

“We could rent out our apartments and use the money to rent a little place together. Someplace without those stairs that scare the living shit out of me every time I think of you climbing them. Someplace we can make our own.” I take her hand and squeeze. “You didn’t want to move in together last spring because you knew your mom would flip if you lived with a guy before marriage, but we’re not trying to maintain appearances anymore, are we?” She looks at the floor, and I tilt her chin back up so her eyes meet mine. “I could give two shits about appearances. I want to wake up with you in my arms, Hanna. I want to know I’m going to be right there when you need me, every time you need me. You and Claire are all that matter in my world. I want everything that matters to be what I come home to every night.”

“I’m sorry.” She steps back. “I just can’t. I’m too confused right now.”

My lungs burn as I fill them—it hurts to breathe in a world where Hanna isn’t mine.

“I know it’s not fair. And I want a future with you, but…”

“But you can’t stop thinking about him.”

“I can’t move in with you right now,” she says softly. “That wouldn’t be fair to either of us. It’s not that simple.”

“You keep saying that.”

I swallow back the rest of what I want to say right along with my anger, frustration, and the betrayal I’ve never allowed myself to feel. While I was waiting for her to take my ring, she was with another man, and I was never allowed to be angry because that man died and she needed to grieve.

I drag a hand through my hair and look at the ceiling. “Was it that simple when you made love to him?”

“Can we not do this?”

Torment is etched across her face, and I can’t stand to know I’m the one who put it there. I pull her against my chest.

“I won’t rush you, but remember something for me,” I whisper into her hair. “You put on my ring.”

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lexi ryanOnce a college English professor, I now write full time. I live in rural Indiana, where, when I’m not writing, I get to hang out with my husband and two kids–a six-year-old boy and a two-year-old hellion, er, girl. Not surprisingly, reading and writing remain my favorite activities, though both come in bits and pieces these days, not the big hunks of time I enjoyed before I had children. When I’m feeling virtuous, I like to go running (I use that word liberally. I’m really, really slow) or do yoga. Don’t worry, I’m always careful to balance out such activities with a hearty serving of ice cream or a chocolate martini.

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Excerpt Tour: Fast Glamour by Maggie Marr

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 Glamour Series, #3

New Adult Contemporary

Released July 23, 2014

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A broken heart forever bears scars. . .

Sterling Legend grew up a prince in the City of Angels. His life was perfect and he wanted for nothing until his entire world shattered. He lost everything dear to him the year he turned seventeen. Now he’s grown into a formidable man on the cusp of outrageous success. His life revolves around his work and all the beautiful baubles that Los Angeles can offer to a wealthy young man. He’s buried his feelings and his heart so that he will never be hurt again.


A lost love that she could never forget . . .

Rhiannon Bliss was forced to leave L.A. to extinguish the fire of a first love, but an ocean, a different country, and seven years couldn’t quell her desires. Now she’s returned to the City of Angels to care for her mother. Can she fight her feelings for the man that once broke her heart? Does she even want to?


Finding your way back to love can be an impossible path. . . 

Sterling Legend is at the top of the entertainment industry. His fast rise to success due to his talent and to his last name. But Sterling wants to find success on his own. He is on the path to producing his first film, without his famous father as the star, when the ex-love of his life re-enters his world. Rhiannon Bliss left seven years before without a word. Sterling has no need to forgive, but his desire for Rhiannon is overwhelming. Can two broken hearts use the heat of their attraction to find their way back to love?



The darkness in the car did little to soothe the heat that clutched my body.

Sterling’s nearness made me want to run my hands through his thick black hair and pull him toward me and kiss his lips. To feel them move across my neck—

“What are you working on now that the Malibu series is complete?”

“Hmm.” I pulled my gaze from Sterling’s lips and looked out into the night.

“I’ve been drawn to Venice,” I said.

“Ah, that explains the look of surprise when I told you where I lived. You should come down. You could even stay with me, for your work, if you wanted.”

If Sterling were feeling the same kind of heat I was right now, staying with him at his house would quickly turn from being about my work to more about our desires. We both understood the truth of that.

“I could show you around. Venice has changed since we were kids. Do you remember when we’d spend the day down there?”

“I do.” The warm days on the sand with Sterling beside me with our hands clasped and his lips on mine. The press of his body. He was bigger now—the difference between a boy and a man. Fuller. Larger. His eyes flicked from the road to me.

“What are you remembering?” His voice was lower.

“Our days and our nights.”

The muscle in his jaw flinched. The memories played out for him too. He took a tight curve then slowed and turned into the dirt drive that led to my mother’s ranch.

“Would you like to see my work?” I asked as the headlights crested the final hill. “Go past the house. Mama is letting me use the guest house as my studio.”

Alone. Sterling and I would be alone for the first time since I’d returned from Europe. My breath shortened and heat pooled between my legs. My breasts ached in anticipation of his touch. There was heat in his eyes when he looked at me; surely he saw the heat in mine. He parked and we entered the little adobe

house. I fluttered ahead of him toward the kitchen, no longer so certain of what I wanted or needed from Sterling. He walked with an effortless grace. “Wine?” I asked from behind the kitchen counter.

“Please,” he said.

His gaze landed on the far wall that reached up to the skylight. I’d added more pictures of Venice. My canvas rested near the pictures, but it was still empty of color. I hadn’t committed, not yet. Sterling examined the canvas and then walked closer to the wall.

“Your photography is good too,” he said.

I walked to his side, glasses of wine in my hands. His eyes turned from the wall to me, and heat simmered in his eyes. My tongue chased out over my lip and words clutched in my throat. Sterling. This was Sterling Legend, now a man, no longer a boy and I was now a woman, no longer a girl.

I held a glass of wine out to him and he plucked both glasses from my fingertips and set them on the table beside my canvas.

“I’m not here for the wine, Rhiannon. I’m here for you.”

He slid his hand to the back of my neck and pulled me forward. Our gazes locked and his blue eyes, the shade of the California sky, heated with desire. Then his lips were on mine. With his kiss came a rush of desire and passion. The air burst from my lungs with the press of his lips. A slow moan rolled from me. He

was familiar and yet different. His tongue brushed against the seam of my lips and my mouth opened to his. Our kiss grew greedier. His hand shifted from the back of my neck and his fingers trailed across my throat and stopped at my breast. He

cupped me and a moan escaped my throat. My hands clasped his shirt and I tugged upward. My fingertips brushed across his skin. Where once Sterling’s skin had been bare, there was now a trail of hair from his belly up toward his chest.

He pulled his mouth from mine. His hand clasped both sides of my face.

“Oh my God Rhiannon, I still, you still, I can’t—”

“I know.”

The heat in my chest and between my legs gave way to a low ache. My desire for Sterling was hotter than ever now, due to our long absence from each other. His eyes searched mine as if for confirmation that it was truly me that he kissed. That I was here, with him. Surprise and uncertainty flashed over his face.

He did not surrender to his fear. He took a step forward and pressed his lips to mine. There was no hesitancy. Any doubts were replaced with a determined desire that we shared.

Sterling’s hand pressed the thin straps of my dress over my shoulders and his fingertips roamed over my bare chest. I pulled his shirt off his body. I wanted to see him. Needed to see him. His chest was solid and his skin a light gold color. The planes of his chest gave way to the hard quilted muscles of his stomach. A tiny trail of black hair dusted past his belly button.

I locked my gaze with him and reached forward to his jeans and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them. A memory of unzipping Sterling’s jeans rushed through my head. I pushed his pants past his hips and he took them all the way off.

He stood before me, his maleness hard and alert. A bolt of heat rolled through me.

His was a perfect body. The beauty of the male form aroused and waiting for entry. I pressed the tip of my finger to the head of his cock.

He sucked air over his teeth. “Rhiannon.”

My name on his lips was part warning and part need. The sound aroused me and the wet I felt between my legs grew. His arms hung at his side but his gaze was locked with mine. I grasped his cock at the base and stroked upward with a

long pull. A stroke that sent trembles through him. His arm reached out and he clasped the back of my neck. With his other hand he clutched my breast and he leaned forward and his lips took my nipple into his mouth. He rolled the tight bud

over his tongue. My head fell back and I surrendered to the waves of pleasure. His other hand slid down my belly and into my panties. The hot nub he’d yet to touch pulsed and throbbed with desire for him. His fingers entered my fold and pressed

against my clit and I struggled to breathe.

“Sterling.” Desire overcame me and I lost the rhythm of my stroke on his cock. I held him in my hands while his lips and fingers pleasured me. He lifted me.

His stride was long as he walked toward the bed on the far side of the room. He settled me onto the white duvet and his hands clasped my hips and he rolled the panties off my body. He gazed at me.

“Each night before I fall asleep I see this. I see you like this. Lying naked before me, waiting for me. For seven years, Rhiannon, I’ve waited for this.” My heart burst open with his words. There was an ache and a need and all kinds of questions in his words that, in this moment, he didn’t ask. For this, I was thankful. There would be time for me to explain and to tell him all the details

of why I had to leave, but right now, I wanted him to slake our desire. I wanted Sterling to pin me to the bed and make my body come over and over again. I wanted to be his in a way I’d never experienced with any man. His hands started at my breast and he trailed them down over my belly and to my wet folds. He pressed his fingertips to my center and all the while his

eyes remained fixed to mine. His fingers circled and pressed my clit, and my hips bucked upward toward his hand.

His mouth grasped my lips and his tongue caressed mine and then he pulled his lips from me. A moan came from my mouth and mourned the loss of his mouth on mine. His lips, hot yet slow like liquid heat, trailed down my neck and across

my breast while his fingers caressed my clitoris. His fingers pushing and pulling with the rhythm of my hips following his touch. His lips kissed over my belly to the edge of my sex. His tongue trailed up my thigh and then down. He knelt before me, parted my legs, and placed my each of my knees over his shoulders. He looked up over my mound and met my eyes. A

deep want, a need, claimed his face. I couldn’t breathe. I held myself so still and waited for his touch. The touch of his finger, the touch of his tongue, and then a stroke of heat from his mouth that nearly sent me over the edge. He roamed up the inner left side of my cleft and around the most sensitive of spots without fulfillment, without a suck or a kiss. Sterling was between my legs and about to send me over the edge. His finger slid into me and my muscles bore down. I was so wet, so molten, so ready for his hard thick maleness.

“Please, Sterling,” I begged, my hips moving and rolling. I could not remain still, I could not contain my want.

“Rhiannon, be patient, we’ve waited a long time for this moment.”

And then with the words barely from his lips his mouth was on me. Hot and fierce and demanding. His tongue caressed my clit while his mouth sucked.  One finger, now two, pulsed in and out of my body. My hand found his head and I clutched him. My hips bucked wildly into his mouth. The light shattered around me, and his eyes met mine one final time. I crashed over the edge and cascaded into shattered bits of light from the pleasure of his mouth on me.

I clutched him and I went over the edge again and again and again. My body jerked and spasmed with his stroke. I shuddered one final time and Sterling pulled his mouth from me. He appeared satisfied. Pleased that he’d brought me so much pleasure. I was heavy-lidded and wet and sated and yet I wanted him. I wanted him inside me. My eyes roamed over the hugeness of his cock. His lips pressed to mine and I tasted the earthy goodness of me on his lips. My hands grasped him and his breath became uneven. He pulled his lips from mine.

“Rhiannon, we don’t have to, we can wait—”

“We’ve waited seven years,” I said. “We’ve waited long enough.”


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Maggie Marr grew up in the Midwest and made the move to Los Angeles to work in the movie business.  She was a motion picture literary agent for ICM before becoming a full time writer.  She’s written for film and TV and ghostwritten for celebrities.  She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and children.

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Release Blitz and ARC Review: Lead by Kylie Scott- Stage Dive Series-Book 3

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Stage Dive Series -Book 3

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Stay up all night with the sexy rockers in Stage Dive, the epic New Adult series from New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott, author of Lick and Play.

As the lead singer of Stage Dive, Jimmy is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it, whether it’s booze, drugs, or women. However, when a PR disaster serves as a wake-up call about his life and lands him in rehab, he finds himself with Lena, a new assistant to keep him out of trouble.   

Lena’s not willing to take any crap from the sexy rocker and is determined to keep their relationship completely professional, despite their sizzling chemistry. But when Jimmy pushes her too far and Lena leaves, he realizes that he may just have lost the best thing that ever happened to him.



“Lena, you seen my old black Led Zep shirt?”


“You sure?” His brows became one dark cranky line. The scratches on his face were healing well, thank goodness. Though it didn’t reduce my desire to throttle his mother on a daily basis.

“Yes. I haven’t seen it.”

Can’t find it anywhere…”

“And this is a surprise, how?” I slipped my hands into my back jean’s pockets. “Jimmy, you own more clothing than Cher, Brittney, and Elvis, put together. Things are bound to go missing.”

“Sure you haven’t seen it?”

“For goodness sake, what do you think, Jimmy? That I stole it to sleep in or something?” I laughed bitterly. Sure as hell, the truth deserved a good mocking. I’d sunk so despicably low.

I hadn’t even meant to steal the stupid thing, but the shirt had been mixed up with my laundry a few days ago. It’d been the first top I laid my hand on after stepping out of the shower, ready to go to bed. Without thought, I’d put it on and it’d been so soft, the scent of him lingering beneath the laundry detergent. Every night since, I’d found myself in it come bedtime. My shame knew no limits. And no, I still hadn’t quit. The words still hadn’t come even close to leaving my mouth.

He frowned. “No.”

“That I have some deep secret longing to feel close to you resulting in my stealing your shirt like
some creepy perv?”

“Course I don’t fucking think that,” he replied crankily, reaching up to grip the top of the doorframe. All of his bulging muscles stretched the arms of his white T-shirt in the nicest way. It was all I could do not to start drooling, my heart beat taking up residence somewhere down between my thighs. And who could blame it? Not me. Maybe if I got laid, this would go away and things would return to normal. It’d seemed safer to avoid rubbing up against any men just in case I got carried away and started dating again. This new situation, however, changed everything.

“Well, of course not! That would be crazy.” And wasn’t that the god’s honest truth? Cray-zeee. Lock me up and throw away the key because it wasn’t like I didn’t know better.

“Just can’t figure out where the hell it could be.”

Angels couldn’t have smiled as innocently. They might have tried, but they would have failed, the dirty-mouthed, winged, little liars. “Jimmy, I don’t know where it is. But I’ll look around for it later, okay?”

“Yeah,” he said, and then added as an afterthought, “and stop looking at me weird.”

“I’m not!”



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OMG…. Kylie Scott has another bestseller!   Lead rocked the house down!

Lead is book three in the Stage Dive series and features lead singer Jimmy Farris. He is the egotisical front man for Stage Dive. He adds a new meaning to the phrases “self absorbed”, “self entitled”, “rude”, and “dickhead”. He is a recovering addict in need of a sobriety companion 24/7. Due to his insufferable personality he has run off every single companion the band has hired. They are at wits end until they accidentally meet Lena Morrissey in their manager’s office.

Mal gave me a finger wave. “Lena Morrissey, huh?”


     “I like you. You’re funny.”

     “Thanks,” I replied drily.

     “So you do admin-type shit here?”

     “I did. Yes.”

     He gave me an easy smile. “You don’t seem very impressed by me, Lena. Am I not impressive to you?”

    “Sure you are. I guess I’m just busy getting fired right now to fully appreciated the magnitude of the moment.” Hands on hip, I looked him in the eye. He was cute and I bet his smile worked on lots and lots of women. But it wouldn’t work on me. “Rest assured, later I’m going to freak out.”

     He leaned against the doorframe. “I’ve got your word on that?”


    “I’m trusting you here.”

    “And I appreciate that, Mr. Ericson. I won’t let you down.”

     “I really think you could be the one, Lena,” the drummer said, pulling me from my thoughts.

    I blinked. “That so?”

    “Oh yeah. Big time. But you’re not for me.”


    “Sadly not.” He shook his head.


    “Yeah, I know. You’re really missing out.” He sighed, slipping his hair behind his ears. Then he looked over his shoulder. “Gentlemen, that problem we were talking about earlier. I believe I may have found a solution.”

     David Farris looked from Mal to me and back again; his forehead creasing. “You’re serious?”

     “He isn’t easy to live with. Think she can handle it?”

     “Yeah, I do,” said Mal, bouncing on the balls of his feet all excited like. He put up his dukes, as if for fighting. “Show me what you got, Lena. Knock me out. Come on champ. You can do it. Put me against the ropes?”

     “Mal’s right, she’s different.”

     Finally, at long last, Jimmy sighed and looked up at me.

     And the man might be pretty, but he sure as hell wasn’t nice. I’d met enough not-nice men to know. Trust me to find him attractive.

     So I frowned straight back at him.

     His glare went up a notch.

     I matched it.

     “Why, you two are getting along like a house on fire already! It’s like you’ve known each other for years. I think she’ll make a wonderful live in assistant,” said Mal. “Tell him, Lena.”

     “A live in assistant?” I parroted, clueless.

     “Since when did I need an assistant?” Jimmy looked me over from top to toe, lips tight with obvious disapproval.

     “Since you can’t seem to keep a sobriety companion.” His brother returned calmly, a little coldly even.


And thus begins the story of Jimmy Farris, singer extraordinaire being put in his place and brought into the world of the mere human race.

An epic reading adventure you don’t want to miss.

Jimmy Farris has left a foul impression on the readers throughout this series. It is very hard to like him. It is hard to understand his motivations and actions toward his band brothers. As we all know, don’t judge a book by the cover. Don’t judge, accept.

Lena Morrissey with her quick wit, smart mouth, perceptive mind, and dedicated manner is exactly what Jimmy needs. She accepts his grouchy nature and likes him anyway. When he crosses the line, she puts him in his place. When he needs someone to support him, she has his back no matter what. She sees beyond the outer wrappings Jimmy presents to the world. She sees a man that has been deeply hurt. She sees a man that has lost his sense of self worth. She sees a man that doesn’t know how to reach out to others. She sees a man that doesn’t think he deserves to be loved. As his sobriety companion it is her job to keep him on the straight and narrow. To help him build an iron clad control against the drugs. To direct his self destructive nature in another direction. But is it her job to love him? Will she be able to survive an unrequited love?

 “The man was such a show pony, one that I just so happened to be hormonally susceptible to. Blame it all on my girl bits, sure why not?”

     “He always seemed so polished, so perfect, you could almost ignore the chaos and pain living inside of him.”

      “His smile, oh god his smile, I wanted to wipe it off his face with a pickaxe. I’d be gentle, you could trust me.”

      “I’d been in love before, sure. The difference here was, I loved him, all of him, and there’d be no easy getting over it this time. Every part of me wanted him, I yearned for him on the cellular level. There could be no escaping emotions of this magnitude. His good and bad, dark and light, his nice parts and his nasty. Everything he was, I loved, and it left me utterly helpless.”

Jimmy is counting on Lena. She is the only one he can tolerate intruding in his life. He doesn’t want her love. He just needs her to be there and have his back. He will help her get over her crush on him so that she will not quit. He will have her back when she needs it the most. Because after all he is a selfish man, he needs her and that is all there is to it.

   “Don’t hate me Lena,” he whispered. “You want to be mad at me when I do dumb things, that’s fine. But don’t ever hate me. I couldn’t take that, not from you.”

Lead is one of this books that is a turbulent ride, a rollercoaster of emotional highs and lows. It is fun, feisty, witty, sensual, panty dropping sexy, and emotional. The dialogue and banter between Jimmy and Lena is phenomenal.

Kylie Scott is a brilliant writer. She has the reader captivated in the very first line of the book. We are glued to the pages until the very end. She managed to take a very flawed unlikable character and make us fall head over heels in love with him. She gives us strong women that we can admire and respect. She gives the the reader a fun and entertaining book that titillates every emotion.

Lead is a six star book. The Stage Dive series is by far one of the best written series published and has deserved all six star reviews.

The Stage Dive Series:

Lick – Book 1


lickWaking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man in her room, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.

One thing is certain, being married to one of the hottest rock stars on the planet is sure to be a wild ride.

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Play – Book 2

playMal Ericson, drummer for the world famous rock band Stage Dive, needs to clean up his image fast—at least for a little while. Having a good girl on his arm should do the job just fine. Mal doesn’t plan on this temporary fix becoming permanent, but he didn’t count on finding the one right girl.

Anne Rollins never thought she’d ever meet the rock god who plastered her teenage bedroom walls—especially not under these circumstances. Anne has money problems. Big ones. But being paid to play the pretend girlfriend to a wild life-of-the-party drummer couldn’t end well. No matter how hot he is. Or could it?

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Lead – Book 3

LeadStay up all night with the sexy rockers in Stage Dive, the epic New Adult series from New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott, author of Lick and Play.

As the lead singer of Stage Dive, Jimmy is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it, whether it’s booze, drugs, or women. However, when a PR disaster serves as a wake-up call about his life and lands him in rehab, he finds himself with Lena, a new assistant to keep him out of trouble.   

Lena’s not willing to take any crap from the sexy rocker and is determined to keep their relationship completely professional, despite their sizzling chemistry. But when Jimmy pushes her too far and Lena leaves, he realizes that he may just have lost the best thing that ever happened to him.

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Deep – Book 4 – Coming January 6, 2015

Deep One by one, the members of Stage Dive are falling in love. David, Mal, and Jimmy have all taken the plunge, and now it’s Ben’s turn—only he refuses to fall into that trap. The sexy bassist enjoys his no-strings-attached lifestyle. But when Ben is forced to keep the one girl he’s always had a weakness for out of trouble in Sin City, he quickly learns that what happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay there.


Author Bio:


kylie scottKylie is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

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