New Release + Release Blitz + 4.5 Star Review: Cruel Fortune by K.A. Linde

Posted on 04/23/2019 by cafemamanc7

Lose yourself to
the dark and glamorous underbelly of the Upper East Side in the second book
in USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde’s new billionaire
romance Cruel Trilogy.

I finally have everything I ever wanted–fame
and fortune and literary success.Only one problem: I lost my muse.

He was tall, dark, and handsome. Broody,
enigmatic, alluring, and right for me in every way.

Until he wasn’t. Until I lost everything.

And I can’t lose it all again. I’ll do anything
to keep it.

Even seeing him again…

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Tracey’s Review

Holy moly, this book…

I have been all in with the Cruel series by author K.A. Linde since the first book left me virtually staring at my e-reader with an open mouth and stunned look on my face. I mean, what the heck just happened there? Are there really people that operate like the Upper East Siders?

Here, in the second book of the Cruel series, Kyla pulls out all the stops, and reading CRUEL FORTUNE was like being at a tennis tournament. Back and forth, back and forth, in the most delicious way. The surprises just kept coming, and, I have to say, I couldn’t even begin to guess where all of her twists and turns would take me. There is enough passion, enough drama, and enough double-dealing to make this read like the most delicious soap opera ever.

But, wait, there’s more…because this story is far from over. I can hardly wait until July to get my hands on CRUEL LEGACY, the third and final installment in this over-the-top crazy good series. It is sure to delight, and finally, finally answer all of my remaining questions. In the meantime, CRUEL FORTUNE (and CRUEL MONEY, if you haven’t read it yet) is not to be missed, so snap it up, all quick-like. You will be obsessed.

Lose yourself to the dark and glamorous underbelly of the Upper East Side in USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde’s new billionaire romance Cruel Trilogy.

She was supposed to be a one night stand.

A way to sate my sexual appetite.

I let her glimpse the man I am. The face that I hide behind my carefully cultivated life.

But she ripped open that divide–and there’s no going back.

Now, she’s here. In my city.

I don’t care that I’m Manhattan royalty and she’s the help.

Only that she’s living in my summer home. With me.

And I want more.

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K.A. Linde is the USA Today bestselling author of
more than fifteen novels including the Avoiding series and the Record series.
She has a Masters degree in political science from the University of Georgia,
was the head campaign worker for the 2012 presidential campaign at the
University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and served as the head coach of
the Duke University dance team. She loves reading fantasy novels, geeking out
over Star Wars, binge-watching Supernatural, and dancing in her spare time.

She currently lives in Lubbock, Texas, with her
husband and two super adorable puppies.

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New Release + Release Blitz + Excerpt + 4.5-Star Review: Love, Sincerely, Yours by Meghan Quinn and Sara Ney

Posted on 12/20/2018 by cafemamanc7

Dear Mister…**strike out** no, too formal.

Hey there sweet cheeks *strike out* no, too forward.

To whom it may concern,

Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer—because it was free.

I think it’s important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don’t you?

So here I am, being honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.

I like you so much it’s clouding my judgment and making me do things I never would sober. Like write this letter.

I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. Your bark is worse then your bite, and you don’t scare me. The fact is, I’d love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we’re both wearing nothing but sheets.

For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees.

And as long as we’re being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you who’s boss.

Love,

Sincerely,

Yours.

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Like a goddamn ray of sunshine, light streaming behind her from the window, a halo shining above her pretty head.

Her lying, beautiful head.

Dark hair, wavy and glossy, down around her shoulders, the rich color picking up red from the sun.

She’s holding a glass—it’s poised at her lips and she’s about to take a sip—when our eyes meet. She lowers it, her mouth parts, and her smile spreads.

Until I scowl. Then, her face morphs from happy to concerned in a second. Damn right she should be concerned.

I nod.

She nods.

My eyes trail down the front of her and I note her dress—it’s baby blue, wrapped and tied at the waist, and shows off her curves while highlighting her legs in those sexy-as-shit heels.

Stop thinking about her curves and legs. You’re not here to admire her.

The pile of gifts in the corner pisses me off, bringing me back into the present, back to my rage, and has me lifting my arm; crooking my finger.

Peyton’s brows go up at the same time her head cocks and she pokes a finger into her own chest. “Me?”

“Yeah. You.” I know she can’t hear me, but I say it anyway—and if she’s any good at reading lips, she’ll haul her ass over here right quick.

Her cup is passed. Skirt gets smoothed out. Chin tilts high.

She heads over.

Good girl.

“Follow me,” I order her when we’re on the outskirts of the room. When we’re clear across the office common area, I pivot to face her.

She’s shorter, even in heels, so I have to dip my head to glare at her. “Want to tell me exactly what the fuck is going on in there?”

Tracey’s Review

A self-made man, Rome Blackburn definitely needs to lighten up. I mean, all work and no play, well, we know how that ends up, and Rome is in definite need of an attitude adjustment. Enter Rome’s employee Peyton, and her hidden unrequited lust. With the help of lots of alcohol and a tech-savvy friend, her secret’s out, except…not exactly.

Oh, my goodness, this book. I’m going to be honest, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from LOVE, SINCERELY YOURS, but I absolutely loved it! From start to finish, authors Meghan Quinn and Sara Ney had me laughing out loud as I followed the goings-on of Rome and Peyton and their unconventional office romance. The back and forth between them, the slow steamy build-up, made for one of the most enjoyable rom-coms I’ve come across lately.

I think that one of things that really worked for me was the way that Rome, a guy that you really just wanted to punch in the throat at the beginning of the story, changes and evolves. Peyton is full of sass and isn’t afraid to use it, along with her business smarts, to help Rome see what he’s missing, both in the office and out.

LOVE, SINCERELY, YOURS will have you snickering, smiling, doing all of the laughing, and should most certainly be on your TBR. As an addendum, I will say that I listened to the audiobook, and narrators Ava Erickson and Alexander Cendese nailed these characters, making the story that much more fun. Grab this 4-5 star gem now, and thank me later.

Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.

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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

New Release + Blog Tour + Excerpt + 4.5 Star Review: A Gentleman For Christmas by Prescott Lane

Posted on 11/27/2018 by cafemamanc7

A Gentleman for Christmas by Prescott Lane

Release Date: November 26th

A Gentleman for Christmas, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by Prescott Lane.

Some say “chivalry is dead.”

I don’t think so. Most women I know like a gentleman.

Protective, opens doors, treats women with respect, typically follows the rules.

But a gentleman doesn’t fall for his best friend’s woman. Current or ex.

And that’s what I’ve done.

During the Christmas season of all times — that magical time for decorations, gifts, family . . .

Yes, the girl who was off-limits for so long, who I’ve loved all my life, has come back in town and possibly back to me.

I can’t follow the gentleman rules this time. There’s too much at stake. I let her go once. I won’t let her go again.

What happens under the mistletoe, stays under the mistletoe.

Or does it?

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Excerpt:

“Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife.”

Otherwise known as the original bros before hoes commandment.

I’m not advocating calling women hoes. It’s an expression, so put away your Encyclopedia of Political Correctness.

There are rules in life. The Ten Commandments were just the beginning. We have rules for everything. How to drive. How to dress. How to walk across the damn street. So why not rules for love? That’s how all this started — a set of rules between my buddies and me.

The Bro Code.

Obviously, bros before hoes is rule one. We vowed never to let a girl come between us, which meant if one of us liked a girl, she was forever off limits.

Little did I know our teenage pact would launch my multi-million dollar career. A little tweaking here and some socially acceptable rewording there and The Gentleman’s Handbook was born.

I’ve written books and given seminars on everything from how to find love, to how to propose, to how to have a successful long-distance relationship. You name it, and I’ve got rules for it. Personally, I’ve never been much of a rule follower, but that’s my little secret.

The funny thing is I’ve never been in love. Well, there is this one girl, but we won’t talk about her. It does no good to think about someone you can’t have and never will.

My lack of emotional commitment hasn’t slowed down my career one bit. Currently, I have two books on the New York Times Best Sellers List. My seminars sell out like a Drake concert.

I always find it interesting that the rules started between a group of male friends, but it’s mostly women that come to hear me speak. Occasionally, you see the poor sap boyfriend who was dragged along to listen, but for the most part it’s all women.

This time of the year is no exception. December first until January first is important for guys. Holidays are big for a lot of couples. If you don’t know what you’re doing for your lady, you better figure it out and fast. In fact, my rule is that you should be paying attention all year long.

Trust me on this. If you remember something she mentioned she liked three months ago and surprise her with it at Christmas, she’ll spread her legs before Santa even has time to slide down the chimney. Let’s be honest, that is always at least part of the goal for guys.

So my current work in progress tackles Christmas. A how-to guide for the holidays.

The Gentleman’s Rules for Christmas.

About Prescott:

Prescott Lane is the Amazon best-selling author of Stripped Raw. She’s got seven other books under her belt including: First Position, Perfectly Broken, Quiet Angel, Wrapped in Lace, Layers of Her, The Reason for Me, and The Sex Bucket List. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and holds a degree in sociology and a MSW from Tulane University. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren’t enough happily ever afters in real life.

Tracey’s Review

“There are rules in life. The Ten Commandments were just the beginning. We have rules for everything…So why not rules for love? That’s how all this started—a set of rules between my buddies and me. The Bro Code.”

Jax and Skylar had been friends forever. But, as time passed, there was something more there. The problem? Jax’s friend Luke liked Skylar, too, and the Bro Code did not allow for crossing that line. It’s been ten years, and Jax has remained the dutiful friend, standing aside so that Luke could have Skylar for himself. Except…

Gentleman’s Rule — If you don’t love her, someone else will.

Now there’s trouble in paradise, and Skylar’s heading home—without Luke. And Jax will be darned if any rules will stand in his way this time.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Like “I could not put it down, needed to see what happened next, was Team Jax all the way” enjoyed it. Jax is a guy, trying to do the ‘right thing,’ but, let’s face it, the heart wants what it wants, and Jax’s heart has wanted Skylar for a very long time. Gentleman he may be, but he’s human, too.

I’ve read and enjoyed several books by Prescott Lane, and this one is right up there as one of my favorites. Jax, Skylar, and their family and group of friends are fun and touching, and just what I was looking for. An easy 4.5 stars, A GENTLEMAN FOR CHRISTMAS and its message of second-chance love with a twist of bittersweet angst made it the perfect addition to my list of holiday reads, and one that I happily recommend.

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New Release + Blog Tour + Excerpt + 4.5-Star Review: Tequila, Tequila by Emma Hart

Posted on 11/14/2018 by cafemamanc7

Tequila + you best friend + your bedroom = um, whoopsie?

Tequila Tequila, an all-new hilarious standalone romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart is available NOW!

Don’t sleep with your best friend.

Take it from me. I did it. And it was awful.

I-wish-the-tequila-made-me-forget kind of bad.

The problem is, Luke has forgotten. He swears that he can’t remember a thing about that night beyond the trays of tequila shots being set on the tables.

Except I can’t forget. I can’t forget how good his hands felt until I fell over and hit my hip on the dresser, and I sure as hell can’t forget the entire two minutes of tap-tap-squirt.

Awkward. Embarrassing. And the new subject of a couple of dirty lucid dreams.

But I have no intention of telling him what we did. Nothing good comes from telling your best friend he’s the worst guy you’ve ever slept with.

Which makes the tequila on my birthday a very, very bad idea…

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Excerpt:

Have you ever walked into a store and had to ask where the lady section is?”

I paused, my grip on the fridge door firm, and turned to him. I simply blinked. I wasn’t going to justify that with an answer.

“It took three people before a poor woman at the customer service desk took pity on me and walked me to the tampon aisle,” he went on, oblivious to my death stare. “She hovered over me for a second and I started fucking sweating, Aspen. Sweating.”

I bit my lip and moved the ingredients for his sandwich over to the board on the island.

“I almost dropped my phone trying to find the photo you sent me, and when I finally brought it up, I was so fucking confused I stood there like a lame damn duck for five minutes before she came back to help me like she knew I was a total idiot.”

Was it wrong that I was way more amused about this than anything else? A part of me told me I should feel bad, but…

“Did you know there are tons of those things? The boxes are all different. There are different brands. Different sizes. Different… absorbency levels.” He shuddered, his wide, muscled shoulders shaking with his cringey thought. “For flows and stuff.”

“I shop there regularly. I am aware.”

“Not that fucking regularly if you sent me to buy them,” he muttered. “Anyway, the nice lady who was trying her best not to laugh at the idiot in the sanitary products aisle asked me who I was buying them for. My mom, my sister, my girlfriend…”

I chopped the lettuce.

“When I told her it was for my best friend, she looked at me funny for a minute before nodding. Then, she dragged me over to the aisle with the candy and told me that Twizzlers went well with tampons. I was so confused I didn’t question her, so here.” He lifted a small bag from the stool next to him and tossed it in my direction. “You’re the proud owner of eight packets of Twizzlers.”

“Oooh, Twizzlers!” I dropped the knife and dove into the bag, pulling out all the long, red packets. “This is like heaven!”

“Dude.” Luke leaned forward and held his hands out. “My sandwich?”

“Geez, who’s on their period? You or me?” I put the candy down and went back to making his sandwich. “You should have saved the Twizzlers until after you got your food.”

“Rookie mistake.” He shook his head. “Please don’t ever ask me to buy you tampons again. I’m not sure my ego or reputation can take it.”

“Your reputation got shot to shit on your twenty-first when you mooned the mayor in the town square,” I reminded him.

“And I haven’t mooned anyone since,” he replied. “My pants now stay firmly on when I drink.”

Tracey’s Review

First there was tequila. A loooottt of tequila. The tequila led to kissing, which led to much more than kissing, and, well, when you’re doing much more than kissing with your best friend, it’s not a good thing. Or is it…?

As romantic comedies go, TEQUILA, TEQUILA is right on. Funny, snarky, sexy, author Emma Hart’s done it right. In Aspen and Luke, she’s written two people that go together in every other way, so it seems like, despite the bumps along the way, ending up together, and as more than BFFL’s, is their natural course.

Emma’s heroines are some of my favorites, because they’re always full of sass and not afraid to use it. Aspen’s take-n0-prisoners approach to life is the perfect foil to Luke’s ‘guy friend plus,’ and I thoroughly enjoyed watching them find their way to their HEA.

I always know what I’m getting when I crack open one of Emma’s books, and TEQUILA, TEQUILA does not disappoint. It’s a rollicking, laugh-out-loud (yeah, sorry about that, unsuspecting bystanders), feel good read that left me smiling, and it will you, too. Pour yourself your favorite beverage, settle in, and enjoy.

About Emma Hart

Emma Hart is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been translated into several different languages.

She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs.

Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud.

Yes, really. She’s that sarcastic.

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New Release + Blog Tour + Excerpt + 4.5-Star Review: Dirty Sexy Games by Laurelin Paige

Posted on 11/06/2018 by cafemamanc7

DIRTY SEXY GAMES (Dirty Games Book 2) by Laurelin Paige

Release Date: November 6th
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Laurelin Paige & Tom Barnes

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BLURB
The conclusion of the surprising love story begun in Dirty Sexy Player.

I didn’t have a plan for him.

He was the means to an end, a workaround to the cruel terms of my father’s will that would allow me to inherit his company.

I hadn’t planned to fall for him.

I hadn’t planned to enjoy every minute of our wedding, hadn’t planned to gasp his name so many times that night, hadn’t planned for the sexy games on our honeymoon.

He didn’t plan for his secrets to come out.

And neither of us planned for heartbreak.

EXCERPT

As soon as we were in our suite, the bomb exploded, the bomb being Elizabeth. “We’re alone now, so just tell me straight. You knew I was always going to France. If you wanted to be with me, you had to know it would involve living there. Is that not something you’ll even consider? Is it Sabrina? Is it Reach? Is it Donovan? Because if it’s fucking Donovan who’s keeping you from—”

I grabbed her hands, which were flying in midair as she yelled, and pulled them behind her back at her waist as I cut her off with a searing kiss, my tongue plunging into her open mouth, robbing her of oxygen.

When she was thoroughly kissed, her lips pliable, her body sagging in my arms, I let her go.

“I’m tired, Elizabeth. I’m not discussing fucking anything tonight.” I took off my tuxedo jacket and threw it on the desk. Then I began working on my cufflinks. “What I think we both need now is to release some tension.”

Her spine straightened, her neck growing longer as she stared at me in shock. “You think we’re going to have sex now?”

I loved how she made it sound disgusting, like she wasn’t interested, even when I’d just been kissing her and had felt the lean in her body, had tasted the desire in her mouth.

Two could play the indifference game.

I shrugged. “I’m fucking someone tonight. If you want it to be you, you better take off your dress.”

Her mouth slammed shut, and she only seemed to consider it for two seconds before she was fumbling with the zipper at her back. She struggled with it, but I didn’t help her. It made me stiff to watch her frantically trying to strip down, just because I told her to. Just because she thought I might find a better offer if she didn’t.

Like there was a better offer than her.

Like there was anyone but her.

I didn’t take my eyes off her as I unbuttoned my vest and tossed it to the side with my jacket. I’d loosened my tie by the time she got her dress undone. It fell to the floor and she was left wearing a strapless corseted bra, one that had a low back so it couldn’t be seen with her dress on, and matching lace panties—both in a white ivory so virginal and bridal it seemed dirty.

Jesus, she was a fucking wet dream.

And she was my wife.

Tracey’s Review

After the jaw-dropping ending of DIRTY SEXY PLAYER, I could not wait to get my hands on DIRTY SEXY GAMES to see what in the heck Laurelin Paige had up her sleeve for these characters. And, as ever, she did not disappoint, delivering the rest of Weston’s and Elizabeth’s story in a way that was just what I was looking for.

I have to confess to loving Weston King an awful lot, and, for a guy that I was ready to write off as shallow, self-centered, and a veritable manwhore, he proved himself to be so much more. Humorous, passionate, and giving, Weston has much more going on than would appear. I don’t want to say too much and spoil anything, but he more than rises to the occasion for those that he cares about.

Elizabeth Dyson is a revelation, as well, her unexpected love for Weston allowing her to blossom into a woman that is more than the public persona that she’s cultivated, and the perfect match for Weston. Together, the two of them are the a power couple extraordinaire, yet down to earth in ways that I was not anticipating.

DIRTY SEXY GAMES is the perfect wrap-up for these two. Laurelin clearly loves her characters, and has written them so that I couldn’t help but do the same. This is an easy 4.5 stars for me, and one that fans of her books should snap right up. (NOTE: DIRTY SEXY GAMES is not a standalone. Make sure that you’ve read DIRTY SEXY PLAYER first!)

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
With over 1.7 million books sold world wide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author. She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She’s also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn’t do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

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New Release + Blog Tour + Excerpt + 4.5 Star Review: Best Served Cold by Emma Hart

Posted on 10/01/2018 by cafemamanc7

Revenge is a dish best served cold. Which is a real problem when the attraction runs red-hot.

Best Served Cold, an all-new standalone romantic comedy from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Emma Hart is available now!

Trust me. I know. The only reason I decided to renovate my family’s ice-cream store was to serve up a sundae full of revenge for my a-hole ex who opened an ice-cream store right next to mine.

It was supposed to be simple.

Renovate. Reopen. Put his peachy butt out of business.

Until he decided to get under my skin—and broke my toe.

Now, I’m stuck with Chase in my store every day, helping me renovate. But he’s also in my head, and I’m spending a little too much time up against his abs.

Not that it’s the worst place to be.

But it doesn’t change anything. I still hate him, and I’m still going to get my revenge.

Right?

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Excerpt:

“And there goes my water.” Rae got up and dumped the contents of her glass into the sink. “Thanks for that.”

I shrugged. “Can’t drill without dust, babe.”

“Can’t drill without dust, babe,” she parroted in a high-pitched voice. “Whatever. You can drill without contaminating my water.”

“Remember who’s doing who a favor here.”

She cocked one hip and put her hand on it. “The only reason you’re still here is because I bent over an hour ago and you saw my underwear.”

I couldn’t help the twitch of my lips. “That may be a contributing factor.”

“Oh, please. You keep staring at me just in case I flash you again.”

“Actually, I’m staring at you because you look hot as fuck in that dress.” I paused. “But I won’t deny that you flashing me would be a bonus.”

Rae rolled her eyes. “I don’t even know what to say to you. You’re ridiculous.”

“Ridiculously charming.”

“Ridiculously frustrating.”

“Charmingly frustrating.”

“You—” She stopped and pointed at me. “You are. You are. You!” she growled and stomped into the kitchen.

I choked back a laugh. “I am delightful, handsome, and phenomenal in bed!”

She came back within seconds. “If you’re trying to make me fall in love with you again, you’re failing dismally.”

“Technically, I’m not trying. I’m such a delight you’ll fall back in love with me anyway.”

“You’re a raging egomaniac.”

“And you are a beautiful ray of happiness.”

“And you—wait, what?” She frowned. “When did this get turned around on me? Stop complimenting me. You don’t compliment me when I insult you.”

I leaned against the wall, still holding onto the drill. “All right, you’re a miserable little shit. Is that better?”

Her lips twitched as she tried not to laugh. “No. You’re supposed to compliment me even when I tell you not to.”

“I’m not falling for your female psychobabble.” I pushed off the wall and looked for the next ‘x.’ “Compliment yourself. I have no problem doing it.”

“I compliment myself all the time. Have you seen my boobs?”

I shot her a side-eye. “Yes. I’m also fond of those.”

Rae folded her arms across her chest. It did nothing to further her cause of pretending to be annoyed. All it did was push her tits up.

“If you’re trying to make me stop looking at your tits, you’re doing a bad job.”

She looked down and immediately dropped her arms. “Yeah, well, shut up.” She sniffed. “How many holes are left?”

I scanned the wall. “Three. You should try one. It won’t kill you.”

She shifted. “No offense, but I don’t know if I trust you around me with tools.”

“I wasn’t even near you when you dropped the scraper on your foot. I won’t drop the drill. I promise.” I paused. “If anything, I’m the one who should be worried given that you’ve already dropped the drill once.”

“That was an accident.”

“Exactly.” I pushed off the wall. “Come on. You might learn something.”

“I doubt it,” she mumbled, wiping her hands off on her dress and coming to stand at my side. “Okay, let’s humiliate me.”

I laughed and drew her into my body. She nestled against me as if she were made for me. Her ass curved perfectly into my hips, and the gentle sweep of her back flattened against my stomach and chest like a missing puzzle piece.

“Wrap your hand around the handle,” I said, raising her hand to it. “And hold onto it. Tight.”

“I think I can figure that out.”

“Remember who dropped the drill.”

She sniffed. “I didn’t expect the wall to be so hard.”

“Rae, it’s fucking brick. Not marshmallow. What the hell did you expect?”

Tracey’s Review

As a lover of second-chance romances, dual POVs, happily ever afters, and certain authors, I’d say that all bases were covered with BEST SERVED COLD, the latest offering from author Emma Hart. There is not one thing that I didn’t adore about this book, and I’m still smiling days later.

Rae and Chase are meant to be, even if they haven’t both come to realize it. Rae is, as are all of Emma’s heroines, sassy, strong, and headstrong, to boot. She’s not willing to let the problems from their past go, no matter how much her feelings are telling her that it may be time.

I’m not sure that I’d have liked Chase at first meeting. Cocky high school guy, popular, I’d have been with Rae. But the Chase of today would totally win me over, because, underneath all of the snark and cockiness is a guy that just really wants a second chance with the love of his life, and is willing to do what it takes to get it.

I have been a fan of Emma’s books for forever, but I have to say, I am so happy that she’s found her niche with rom-coms. Starting one of her books never fails to make me fall in love right along with the characters, and keeps me laughing at the same time, which is the mark of a wonderful read for me. An easy 4.5 stars for me, BEST SERVED COLD is a feel-good read that fans of contemporary romantic comedies will love, and should make room for at the top of their TBRs.

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New Release + Blog Tour + 4.5 Star Review: Guilty As Sin by Meghan March

Posted on 09/20/2018 by cafemamanc7

Guilty until proven innocent.

That’s the way the world works, right?

I’m tired of being convicted without evidence, all because my last name is Gable.

The Riscoffs might own this town, but I’m done following their rules.

If only I could forget just how easily Lincoln Riscoff can drag me under his spell.

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Tracey’s Review

And, finally, it’s here, and totally worth the wait. GUILTY AS SIN, the second book in the Sin trilogy, is live, and, oh, my gosh. All of the passion, intrigue, and complex relationships of the first book, and revelations galore. Color me one happy reader.

I’m always a little bit in awe of those authors that can continue to write books that are new and fresh, that don’t sound like they’re writing the same story over and over again.Meghan March is one of these, and a go-to author for me. Seriously, I don’t even need a plot description, it’s going to be on my TBR no matter what, and this is because she kills it, every single time. Dialogue, characters, plot line, she makes it seem seamless, and her stories grab me and do exactly what they’re meant to do, which is entertain, titillate, and bring me to my happy place.

After the ‘say what, now?!’ ending of RICHER THAN SIN, I needed answers, dang it, and Meghan gave them up in spades in this second book. Each revelation here is like clicking in the next puzzle piece, bringing the full picture more into focus, and the Gables and Riscoffs absolutely make one heck of a picture. Don’t get me wrong, though, there’s still plenty to come, and the anticipation is half the fun. REVELING IN SIN, the third and final book of the trilogy, can’t get here soon enough so that I can get ALL of the answers. Until then, grab these books, because they are SO worth the read.

From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances.

A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends.

Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes.

I didn’t know or care what her name was.

Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man.

She hates me, and she should.

I objected on her wedding day.

Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger.

They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable.

I’ll never be done with her.

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Whitney Gable is the kind of woman you fight to the death to protect.

To keep.

To cherish.

I’ve finally learned my lesson, and it’s time to prove I’m the man who’s worthy of her.

I don’t care what it takes, because failure is not an option.

No matter who or what stands in our way—this time, she’ll be mine forever

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New Release + Release Blitz + Blog Tour + Excerpt + 4.5 Star Review: Timid by Devney Perry

Posted on 09/05/2018 by cafemamanc7

Willa Doon has always been shy. Her quiet demeanor was something she’s always embraced. That is, until Jackson Page moves to town. The one man she desperately wants to take notice struggles to remember her name.

Year after year, Willa stands by, watching as the bartender slash playboy drowns his demons in beer and sex. Then one night, he shows up at her door, suddenly aware that the girl he’s seen around Lark Cove is now a beautiful woman.

Except what he doesn’t remember is that this visit isn’t his first. They spent a night together once before. A night he’s forgotten, thanks to a bottle of tequila.

A night that crushed a timid girl’s heart, and set a broken man on the path to heal them both.

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“Oh.” She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “What, um . . .” Her fingers fiddled with the clip on the board. “What’s up?”

“You read my note?”

She nodded. “I did.”

“Good.” That meant we could move on from the whole me-calling-her-by-the-wrong-name thing and get to the days where she wasn’t slamming doors in my face. “Come to the bar and have dinner with me tonight.”

“Was that an invitation or a command?”

I shrugged. “Does it matter?”

She frowned and I knew immediately that wasn’t the right thing to say. Without a word, she marched toward the building between the bunkhouses marked SHOWERS.

“Hey, wait!” I ran after her, but she was walking fast. “What about dinner?”

She didn’t answer. She just kept on marching all the way to the women’s side, disappearing inside without hesitation.

Well, fuck.

I guess my note hadn’t worked after all.

I debated going inside the showers but didn’t want to terrify a young girl if Willa wasn’t alone. So with a grumble and a kick at the dirt, I went back toward the parking lot.

I didn’t miss Hazel watching from a window in the lodge, laughing her ass off. At least I was entertaining her.

She’d be in for another show soon, because I’d be back again tomorrow.

Tracey’s Review

Willa Doon can still remember the first time that she saw Jackson Page. In love with him from that moment forward, Willa just knew that she and Jackson would be together one day. Except, it’s been years, and she doesn’t even seem to be on Jackson’s radar; he can’t even manage to remember her name, for goodness’ sake. And, then, one night changes everything…

With TIMID, the second book in the Lark Cove series, author Devney Perry pulls out all of the stops and gives readers a feel-good story that makes us work for the ending that we’re hoping for. What begins as a story of unrequited love, one filled with plenty of angst and emotion, becomes a tale of that love that is sitting right in front of us, the one that never falters or fails, and makes us better people in the end.

Devney has done her usual fantastic job of crafting a story that engages on every level, with strong characters, a spirit of community, and a plot that doesn’t quit. TIMID is an easy 4.5 stars for me, and one that will stay with me for a while. Readers that enjoy angsty, sexy, “love will find a way” reads should definitely have this one on their TBRs. Next up in the series is TRAGIC, which can’t get here soon enough.

Devney is the USA Today bestselling author of the Jamison Valley series. She lives in Montana with her husband and two children. After working in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her kids. She loves reading and, after consuming hundreds of books, decided to share her own stories. Devney loves hearing from readers! Connect with her on social media.

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New Release + Release Blitz + 4.5 Star Review: Richer Than Sin by Meghan March

Posted on 08/14/2018 by cafemamanc7

From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances.

A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends.

Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes.

I didn’t know or care what her name was.

Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man.

She hates me, and she should.

I objected on her wedding day.

Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger.

They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable.

I’ll never be done with her.

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Tracey’s Review

Welp, Meghan March has done it again. Yes, I knew that this was the first book in a trilogy, yes, I knew that it ended in a cliffhanger, but, O.M.Gosh, she has outdone herself this time. I mean, there are stories that leave you hanging, and stories that shove you right over the edge, and RICHER THAN SIN falls firmly into the second category. There I was, reading along, and now I’m sitting here thinking that I had NO idea of what was coming.

The worst part? I am completely and utterly sucked in to this story, and, with the way that it ended, I need GUILTY AS SIN (Book 2), like, five minutes ago. I mean, seriously, how the heck are we supposed to wait this one out? Because, book hangover, anyone?

Meghan’s fans may think that they know her style, but RICHER THAN SIN is different than anything that I’ve read from her. A modern day take on the Hatfield and McCoy sort of family feud, this story is one that grabbed me from the beginning and didn’t let up. Her characters are awesome, as always, and ones that I can’t wait to see more of. While I hate that it’s going to take two more books to bring everything together, that’s two more books that I get to anticipate and enjoy. 4.5 stars of pure enjoyment, RICHER THAN SIN is the perfect way to wrap up your summer vacation, and will leave you wanting more.