Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Text 2 Lovers Blog Tour with ARC Review!


Text 2 Loversby K. Webster & J.D. Hollyfield 

Publication Date: January 24, 2017 

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy

 

It’s the start of nothing good. I fired off a storm of raunchy text messages…to the wrong number. And he replied. Him: Show me a picture. Him: Tell me your name. Why does the lure of anonymity have me craving to indulge a stranger? It’s the start of everything right. I received a slew of text messages…when everything in my life was wrong. And she made me laugh again. Her: You’re probably a creeper. Her: Possibly a stalker. Why do I have the overwhelming need to find this stranger who saved me and make her mine? Him: Take a chance with me. Her: This is crazy. Him: I need to see you. Her: What are we doing? Him: We’re about to find out. Her: PHOTO ATTACHED Him: PHOTO ATTACHED

MY REVIEW:

Fantastically fun, brilliantly written, laugh-your-butt-off banter and crazy, wacky, outrageously entertaining characters, Text 2 Lovers is by far, the BEST new book of the year! OMG, I did not want this book to end, seriously. I was having a blast reading this book and I giggled and laughed out loud so many times and was thoroughly entertained the WHOLE time I was reading, I not only did NOT want it to end, I wanted to just flip back to the beginning and start over again. That is how good this book was! This is EXACTLY the kind of book I will brag, scream and shout about over and over again because it was just so...AWE-FREAKING-MAZING!

Both J.D. Hollyfield and K Webster are new-to-me authors, but after reading THIS book, I am in love with both and am now officially following them and I am EAGER for others to read this. Its been a bit since I wanted others to read a book this bad. I love all the books I read but this one just has something significantly more special and I urge you to pick this up and enjoy the ride. 


Not only was this book super fun and wonderfully entertaining but the romance was sizzling and sassy and hot. Dang, this book has me all fan-girling all over the place and that to me, is priceless! I give Text 2 Lovers a GIVE ME MORE RIGHT THIS MINUTE FIVE SHOOTING STARS! Its fun, its sexy, its just a great read and one you REALLY don't want to miss.


About K. Webster

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 K Webster is the author of dozens romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers. Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen. You can easily find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads! Website: www.authorkwebster.com Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bllgoP

About J.D. Hollyfield

Author JD Hollyfield 

 J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer and first-time author. When she’s not cooking, event planning, or playing around with her husband, son and three doxies, she’s relaxing with her nose in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own story to life. Life in a Rut, Love not Included is her first novel. Hollyfield lives in the Midwest, and is currently at work on her next book.


ARC Review - Her Dominant SEAL (Midnight Delta 9) by Caitlyn O' Leary!


BLURB:

A Cry For Help
It only takes one phone call and Navy SEAL Drake Avery is rushing back to Tennessee in the middle of the night. His sisters are in danger and he will do whatever it takes to protect them.

A New Twist
Now is not the time for a relationship, but damned if Drake doesn’t cross paths with a smokin’ hot kindergarten teacher named Karen Eastman. Miss Eastman has Drake thinking naughty thoughts when he needs to have his head in the game. He never thought he’d be hot for teacher.

Demons from the Past
Part of the hell of going home is that you know everyone, and they know you. Just when you think you can trust someone, they can turn on a dime. Old and new enemies are thrilled to discover Drake has a beautiful new weakness: Karen. But messing with the women in his life, is a mistake. You mess with the bull, you get the horns.

MY REVIEW:

Another seriously AMAZING book in the Midnight Delta Series by Miss Caitlyn O' Leary. After several books, we finally get Drake's story and oh boy, his book had me hungerly turning page after page. His commanding presence and his domineering ways I find exceptionally sexy and after learning about his past, yep, he became even SEXIER and I honestly didn't think that could happen. His protectiveness and his caring toward his sisters awes me and I swear, I sighed so many times, I think my husband thought something was wrong with me! 

Drake Avery won me over from the moment I first met him in Her Vigilant SEAL but when I read his story, I am not only in love with him but lusting after him hot and heavy. His sisters are just as commanding and fun and sassy and you will no doubt find it entertaining as I did. And then we meet the woman that stole Drake's heart and I tell you, I FREAKING LOVE Her...almost as much as Drake! She is curvy, sassy, has a beautiful heart and perfect for Drake...and did I mention she is curvy? Yes, as you can sense, I LOVE curvy heroines and the fact that Drake loves Karen's curves too just made me love him all the harder. Her Dominant SEAL is full of adventure, action, suspense, sexy alpha males and wonderfully spirited heroines. This book deserves A FREAKING TEN!

Since I am actually unable to give this book a ten stars, I will happily give it the second best, which is an AMAZINGLY SEDUCTIVE FIVE SHOOTING STARS! If you love your hero to be a alpha military man who knows how to take care of himself, his sisters, AND his woman, than I KNOW you will love this book!


ARC Review - Bodhi's Synful Mate (Iron Wolves MC, Book 6) By Elle Boon!

Bodhi’s Synful Mate
Iron Wolves Book 6



Blurb

KARSYN STYLES… aka Syn is tired of waiting on the man she knows is her mate to claim her. She’s going to take matters into her own hands, even if that means teaching the stubborn wolf she’s more than just the alpha’s baby sister.

BODHI… has fought the feelings he has for the little wolf who’s supposed to be like a sister to him. Only the feelings she’s stirred in his body and heart are far from brotherly. He’s done everything in his power to keep her at a distance, even going against everything he and his wolf want, but nothing can tame either man or beast except the one female meant to be theirs.

Just when he is ready to claim his mate, Bodhi’s world is rocked as his past comes back with a vengeance. He wasn’t born a wolf, but turned when his family was slaughtered. He’d thought he was all alone in the human world, grateful for his wolven family, until one fateful encounter. 

Syn sees the man she loves pulling away. Her heart can’t take another rejection, or seeing him turn to another female for the comfort only she should be giving him. She’ll do anything to show him they’re meant to be together. 

Neither realize the danger lurking in the shadows as Bodhi’s past is more sinister than either realize. Can the Iron Wolves survive what’s coming next, or will what destroyed Bodhi’s past come back to do the same to their future?


MY REVIEW:


Eeeeep! Bodhi's Synful Mate was SINFULLY sexy and lip-biting good and I loved every heart-pounding moment and seductive scenes that left me completely breathless and squirming on the spot! Elle Boon did a truly splendid job with her sixth installment in her Iron Wolves MC series. From the moment I started to the time I finished, I was HOOKED! Bodhi is hot, sexy, demanding, dominant and just plain YUMMY while Syn is fiery, fierce, beautiful, strong and full of spunk and sass and I freaking LOVED HER. I can't seem to get enough of these book by Miss Boone and am on pins and needles waiting for the next one.

I loved the writing with Bodhi's Synful Mate. There was plenty of action and lots of magical, shifter moments that just had me plastered to my screen. I love the SIZZLING HOT SEX and the slow, sweet romance and the magic and the characters win me over again and again. I just can't express just how much this book charmed me. Its down and dirty and sexy as sin and that is just the way I LOVE it.

Bodhi's Synful Mate gets a SINFULLY SEXY FIVE SHOOTING STARS! It has lots of heart thumping action and mouth-watering romance that will have you sighing and fanning yourself. Its the kind of paranormal romance one can devour in one sitting and still crave more.







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Bodhi’s Synful Mate
Adult Excerpt

Bodhi controlled the urge to lift up and power into her. He needed to make her come before he shoved his cock into the tightest, sweetest pussy on earth and beyond. When he’d said she smelled like sin and spice, he meant it. She tasted like the sweetest cinnamon and sugar mixture he’d ever had. He wanted to gorge himself on her flavor. Taking his time, he held her down while she bucked against him, her cries were like music to his ears, a thunderous roar like a heavy metal band drumming in his head. His cock had been hard since he’d walked in her door. No, it had been hard for years, but now it throbbed like the primal beast he was.
He took his time, worshipping every inch of her, telling her how perfect she was without words, letting her feel how much she meant to him, only her for the rest of their lives. If he could, he’d stay right where he was, but his dick ached, demanding release. She was close to coming, and he wanted to feel that, needed to make her shatter. He wanted to watch her come apart for him. He hadn’t lied when he’d told her he wanted to memorize the exact moment for all eternity. Watching her dazed and sated face ranked right up there with the best of the best for him.
Her hands went to his hair, pulling, telling him without words what she needed. Bodhi licked faster, worked his fingers inside her quicker, drawing more of her flavor into himself. “That’s it. Trust me. Give it to me. Come, now.” He lashed at her clit, suckled it and then drew it into his mouth. When her inner muscles began to squeeze his fingers, he looked up and watched her come apart, felt the ripples and couldn’t wait to feel them working his cock. Fuck, she was beautiful when she came.
He rose above her, and her eyes were slumberous, but still needy.
His cock was hard, and thick, pulsing precome. He ran a hand up and down it, then settled between her spread thighs. “You ready, chérie?”
Tight. So damn tight and hot. He positioned the head of his dick at the entrance to heaven and waited.
“Yes, make me yours.”
“You’ve always been mine,” he growled. The broad head slid into her silken depths, her heat licked him.
“Mine,” her whispered word made him smile.
His breath left him on a hiss. “Fuck yes, yours.” Somehow his lungs remembered to work, and although he wanted, needed to plunge into her silken depths, he took it slow, driving in an inch at a time. Every slow measured thrust, he could feel the ache in his balls to come, boiling up. Shit, at this rate he’d come as soon as he was buried to the hilt.
With his eyes locked on her blue ones, he kept focused on her for any sign of pain. The walls of her pussy still contracted from her orgasm, rippling along his shaft, and every inch he gained felt like a tight fist squeezing him. As he finally pushed all the way in, he settled over her, his gaze clinging to hers. He loved the way she met him eye-to-eye. The way she looked at him as if he hung the moon. Goddess, he prayed he never fucked up.
“Damn, I swear, you are the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen in all my life. How did I get so lucky,” he breathed out reverently. Truth rang out. His fingers flexed on her hips from where he held her still for his deep penetration, not wanting her to move just yet out of fear he’d come before he was ready. “You’re so tight. Your body was made for me, and I for you. Do you feel that?” He pulled out and pressed back in. “One day, we will create children when you’re ready. Our loving will make a part of you and me.”
She cried out and thrashed beneath him, trying to get him to move. “You can’t say shit like that and not move. Need to come.”
Bending, he took her mouth in a demanding kiss, then moved to her shoulder, knowing he was going to claim her in the way of their wolves as well. The mating mark would be visible for all their kind to see, and he couldn’t wait. At the moment of her climax, he planned to claim her there. He licked the spot, bit down, but not hard enough to break the skin then eased back. Her blues eyes lit up.
His cock was buried deep, ready to explode. “Are you okay?” He’d seen the flash of pain in her face as he’d entered her.
The beautiful flush that covered her skin enchanted him. Hell, Bodhi couldn’t believe he was thinking such things, yet with his mate beneath him, the flowery words were perfect for how he was feeling. When she didn’t answer, he lifted his hands and grabbed both of hers, pulling them next her head. “I asked you a question.” Steel entered his voice.
Syn swallowed. “It only hurt a few seconds.”
He opened his mind and entered only the front of hers to gauge her words. Seeing the honesty there, he nodded. In the position they were now in, he was in complete control, and he loved it. He gave her a grin. At a glance down, her hair had spilled across the silver sheets, its dark mass a stark contrast of silk on silk. He fucking loved her. Not like a brother, or a pack member. A mate’s love.
“I truly am okay, Bo. Please move.” Her words were accompanied by her squeezing the inner muscles of her pussy.
The delicious sensations had him pulling back and moving forward, the action nearly strangling his cock, building him up to the best orgasm of his life. He slammed deeper, harder than he’d planned, but she met him stroke for stroke. Their shifter strength allowed them to take each other harder, faster, and he pounded into her like he’d never allowed himself to do with another. Every stroke jolted the bed, made her breasts bounce, and he held her hands next to her head, his body in complete control of hers. She was completely held down by him. All his. 
Completely lost to making love to his mate, he didn’t realize how close she was to shattering until her body clamped down on him, and then he had to exert his iron control to keep from following her. He didn’t want to come just yet. The need to push her over the precipice and watch her come apart rode him. “Come for me again,” he ordered. Two more times he instructed her, holding her down, commanding her to come, before he allowed himself the pleasure of coming. When he did, his wolf came to the surface, and his canines lengthened. The area he’d chosen beckoned. Streaks of fire raced from his spine to his balls, and as he allowed himself to come, the arcs of pleasure raced through his system, he struck.
Syn’s eyes widened, her pleas grew louder and her breath hitched as he claimed her. Another orgasm rolled over her. The spasming of her pussy forced another from him, making his head light, his abs quiver, and if he’d been standing he was sure his legs would’ve gone out. Giving his life new meaning. They became one. He released her neck with a gentle lick, and turned his throat, giving her access. He jerked as she bit down on him in a daintier way, yet every bit as possessive of a claiming.

Bodhi’s Synful Mate
Story Excerpt


The constant need to be filled by Bodhi seemed to have eased after their last violent lovemaking session against the wall. Staring at herself in the mirror of her bathroom, Syn touched one of the marks on her hips, shivering at the remembered feel of his possession. Holy fucking shit, Lyric didn’t mention it would be so intense when she mated. The thought of her best friend had her looking for her cell. She glanced at the clock, and quickly walked back into bedroom staring at her recently re-made bed. Each step was a reminder of Bodhi’s possession as she felt a slight twinge between her thighs. With her shifter abilities, if she was to shift to her wolf, and then back to human, all her injuries would be healed, but she was loathe to do so. Gah, she was so screwed.
She swiped across the screen and hit the button for Lyric. The ringtone her friend chose for herself, had her smiling as she waited.
“Hello, beotch. How’s the mating going?” Lyric asked.
Syn shook her head. “Oh, we’ve been fucking like bunnies, and then we fucked some more. Would you like all the down and dirty details?”
The sound of Lyric groaning, and Rowan yelling at her to take the phone off of speaker made Syn blush and look around for Bodhi. “Dang it you hussy, why didn’t you tell me you weren’t alone?”
Lyric’s laughing voice almost had Syn jumping into her truck, and racing over there to knock her best friend in the head.
“Oh Goddess, you should have seen Rowan’s face. Now that, is what we call free entertainment.” Lyric laughed some more, then stopped as she must’ve realized Syn wasn’t laughing with her. “Oh, hun, I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean to upset you. Hell, I tell you everything, even when Rowan’s right in the room. He sort of knows everything anyways. He’s like Super-SEAL, or would that be WolfieSEAL? Shit, what is he anyway now?”
“Lyric, shut up. You’re gonna give me a headache. Rowan is…Rowan. Who is your mate? He’s an ex-SEAL but he’s also a shifter, so I guess he’s all that and a bag of chips. But, that doesn’t mean I want him privy to my sex life.”
Lyric sniffed, and Syn had the impression her best friend was actually wiping away real tears. “Are you crying? You can’t cry. You’re the one who fucked up.” Syn gentled her voice. Lyric never cried. “Do I need to come over there? Did Super-Wolfeal do something?”
“Wolfeal?” Lyric giggled.
“Yeah, I sort of came up with that. You know how Jenna and Kellen call the Cordell twins Wolpires, well Wolfeals. What do you think?”
“I’m totally gonna tell him his new nickname. Now, stop evading me, and spill. What did you and Bodhi talk about? I don’t need the dirty dirty, since I‘m a happily mated female, I kinda know what you do. Stick part A into slot A, B, or C.”
Syn pulled the phone away from her ear. “So you’re saying you allow Rowan to stick his dick into your vajayjay, your mouth and your…” she was cut off as Lyric screeched.
“Alright, that’s enough girl talk while I’m in residence, damn wolf hearing,” Rowan growled into the phone.
“Give me the phone back you big bully.”
“I’ll talk to you later, Lyric. Don’t let the big bad Wolfeal get the better of you. Offer up part C,” Syn said then hung up as Lyric squealed louder.
“You, Karsyn Styles, are a bad girl.” Bodhi leaned against the doorjamb. 
He looked too damn good for her peace of mind, but she kept that to herself. Although the smirk on his face let her know he’d read her mind. His eyes, those green emerald fire ones, looked at her with such tenderness, making her sigh. “Well, you bring out the bad in me.”
Straightening, he strolled into the room. “I hate to leave you so soon, but I need to go talk with my sister, and Kellen. There’s a lot of unfinished business with her husband, and his family. We know Roberto wasn’t in residence, which means he’s still a threat.”
Fear skittered through her. “He knows where we are located.”
“Let him come here,” he growled, paced away from her to stare out the window. “I saw some of the things he did to her.”
She didn’t need to ask who the her was. When they’d connected, and their mate link clicked into place, she’d seen his memories that he hadn’t blocked. She couldn’t imagine the hell Layla had endured, only hoped that Jenna could help ease some of it. “What’re you going to do?”
Bodhi sighed. “I’m going to hunt his ass down, and kill him. His entire family will die, if not by my hands, then by our pack. Kellen has given me his blessing as well as his assurance he wants to dismember them all slowly. He said Jenna was too lenient when she collapsed the home with the fuckers inside. I tend to agree with him.” He smiled grimly.
Syn remained silent. The need for vengeance was one she understood, but her gut told her it wasn’t going to be quite the easy task her mate thought. No, she didn’t doubt for a minute her mate was a badass, however, the man they were facing wasn’t an honorable man. She’d seen inside Layla’s memories, things she wondered if Bodhi had truly paid attention to, or if he’d been too disturbed to notice the little things.
“Go ahead, say what’s on your mind. I can see you have an opinion, and while I may not agree, I do value your wisdom.” 
“It’s not my past to tell, but I suggest when you speak to your sister, you listen, and try not to freak the fuck out. She’s suffered enough without her brother going apeshit on her. Not that I think you’ll hurt her, but Layla is going to need you to stay calm while she tells you her tale.” Syn held up a finger. “If she opens up enough to tell you that is. If not, then when you look into her mind, really look.”
“What aren’t you telling me? What did you see that I missed?” Bodhi came to stand in front of her, his hands holding her by the shoulders.
“I’m telling you to keep your shit cool, and don’t be an ass.” If it was possible, he seemed to grow without shifting. Hell, his entire body appeared to vibrate.
“I hate fucking riddles, and I most certainly don’t like it when my mate won’t just give me the deets I need so I’m not walking into a minefield.” Blunt, that was what Bodhi was. 
Syn shook her head. “As your mate, and Layla’s sister-in-law to be, I am giving you both my respect. What I saw through your mind, wasn’t a true vision of mine. It could be a distorted version, so back the fuck up off me.” Mate or not, her wolf came to the surface, ready to protect them.
“The Dominguez family are, and were, vicious from what I saw. Hell, I was too young to really know anything, other than my friend Berto wasn’t unable to play on certain days because he was in trouble. What did I miss?” He closed his eyes for a couple minutes, then they opened wide. “From what I saw through my sister’s mind, they not only killed, but they enjoyed it. The killing and torturing. Her husband made her watch. He got off on it. Shit, that’s what you were trying to tell me. I missed it when I connected with Layla.” He stared down at her, his heartbeat throbbed visibly though the vein in his neck.
“Yeah, I’m sure there’s more.” She licked her lips.

Solis Blog Tour Stop with ARC Review!

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Title: Solis
Series: Modern Descendants #2
Author: LB Dunbar writing as Elda Lore
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 30

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Synopsis
Veva Matron is a feisty girl raging with suppressed anger and distrust of men. Solis Cronus is a blindingly beautiful, Greek god of a guy, who likes to play women.

An electric hatred thunders through each of them about the other until one night, lightning strikes. A world of secrets reveals the destiny of two at odds with one another, and clouds the line between love and hate. Can a lively girl find calm in the stormy tension of a boy made of sunshine and sin?

The mythical tale of Zeus and Hera reignites in this modern interpretation of enemies to lovers. Full of flirty sexual angst and teasing temptation, Solis might be the one man who can extinguish Veva’s angry fire and ignite a different sort of flame: desire.

MY REVIEW:

A sizzling, crackling, sexy, super-charged paranormal romance that just blew me away! I wasn't sure what to expect when I started Solis but it sure wasn't this edge of my seat excitement and incredible passion and once in a lifetime romance with the most eye opening paranormal elements one could imagine. Solis is full of action, HOT sex and plenty of moments that had me on the edge and turning the pages for more.

I am officially addicted to this book and I am eagerly anticipating what will come next! I loved the fact that there was so much going on and I loved how easily I fell into the story. Nothing gets me more than being able to get into a book and not want to come out until its done type of story. I crave that I definitely got it with Solis!

Solis gets an INCREDIBLE FIVE SHOOTING STARS! It crackles with life, sexy interludes and lots of action-packed angst. A perfect read!

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Excerpt

“We should swim,” I blurted. “Liven this party up a bit.” I pulled the hem of my shirt from my pants. “You can’t be serious. We don’t have on suits.” Persephone delicately sipped the hard alcohol in her glass. “Oh, come on. We don’t need suits.” I pulled my dress shirt over my head and kicked off my flip flops. In the heat, I drew the line at dress shoes. My head cocked for Veva to follow my lead. “Follow me,” I urged. Veva’s adamant shaking head fueled my desire to swim. “You wouldn’t,” Veva gasped, as I reached for her. It was all the temptation I needed. I bent and swooped her up at the waist, hoisting her over my shoulder. “Solis!” she screamed, beating my back. The loose, sheer material felt less than paper thin and swished over Veva’s skin at the back of her knees. “Gotta live a little, Veva. That’s what your name means.” “Put me down!” Her hand smacked my ass, and I sprang to life with the delicate sting. “Do you have on underwear?” I groaned, slowing my pace as I neared the pool’s edge. “I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” she yelled with another swat at my lower back. “Put me down.” “What kind of bra do you wear with a dress like this?” I asked, ignoring her plea. As I neared the edge of the pool, I slid her down my body, but not far enough for her feet to reach the ground. Her toes kicked at my shins, but I refused to release her. Her body trapped against mine only reinforced my growing excitement. She squirmed and screamed, but I wanted an answer to my questions. From the feel of those firm globes pressed against my chest, I’d say no bra constricted those precious breasts. My hands slipped under her thighs and she willingly wrapped her legs around my hips in an effort to prevent me from releasing her into the pool. “I’m waiting for an answer,” I teased, hitching her body higher against mine. The thin material was so silky under my hands, if I inched them upward, I’d discover the answer for myself. “I’m warning you. Put. Me. Down.” “Or what?” I threatened playfully. I twisted at the waist, swinging her away from the pool before twisting quickly, motioning as if I’d toss her into the tempting bath water. “Okay,” she screamed. I inched closer to the edge, feeling for the tile with my toes. I balanced on the precipice, knowing Veva did as well. I shifted her away from the water, still holding her under her thighs while her legs clamped around my waist. “So?” “You’ll never find out if I wear underwear or not.” Her threat only encouraged me. I spun, swinging her over the pool’s edge. Only something happened—her weight shifted, and the momentum of the false toss tugged her outward from me. Instinct to protect her kicked in, and I grabbed onto her. We moved in slow motion, her eyes opening wide, as did mine. She fell backward as she held fast to my neck, and I was going down with her. I turned my body, angling to hit the water first, but it didn’t matter. Within seconds, we submerged in the tepid pool. I held onto her and watched as her dress billowed outward in the warm liquid. It rose as we sank and I caught a peek of what I questioned. It was only Veva and I underwater for that moment. Nothing else existed. Nothing else mattered with my arms wrapped around her waist, drawing her close to me. We pushed upward collectively and sprang from the water. I whipped back my hair, noticing Veva’s fell in limp strands over her face. Her make-up trickled down her cheeks. That strange sense of only the two of us in the world surrounded me. There was no sound but our breaths gasping for air. Reaching out to wipe away the unnecessary paint on her face, she swatted at my hand. The moment abruptly burst. “Don’t touch me.” “I’m so sorry, Veva. That wasn’t meant to happen.” “Of course not. Dangling me over a pool, threatening to throw me in because you want to know if I wear underwear, would never lead to me going in the water.” Her sarcasm flowed deeper than the liquid around us. Ignoring her battling hands, I brushed back her hair, wiping down her face to remove the streaks of make-up. I stepped closer to her. “You ruined my dress.” Her hands futilely attempted to pull out the formerly billowing material. In doing so, one strap fell off her shoulder and dropped precariously low, threatening to expose her. I stepped even closer, but Veva stepped back. My eyes drew to her chest. Round, ripe globes outlined in sheer wet fabric highlighted the peachy center. “Veva, I…” “Forget it,” she huffed, smacking the water as she released her dress. “I’m freezing.” She stepped toward the edge of the pool, but I blocked her way. Freezing or not, the wet material enhanced her assets and I didn’t need the whole party to see what I desired. “Just stay put a second.” I muttered, my eyes diverting from her chest, but the force too strong, they roamed back. “Oh, now as if dumping me in here isn’t enough, you want to keep me in the pool. What’s next? Drowning?” “Veva, no, it’s not like that…it’s…Heph?” I called out. His attention hadn’t left the spectacle I’d made, and I motioned for my dress shirt. Not taking my meaning, Persephone brought the shirt to the edge of the pool. Before she reached me, Zeke appeared. “Veva, honey, are you all right?” The concern for our guest weighted heavy in his tone, and on my heart. He’d mysteriously reneged his threat to send me to nowhere Nebraska, but this stunt might spark a new deal. “I’m fine; I just want to get out of here.” She stepped again for the edge of the pool, but I blocked her, turning my back to her to face my father. “If you wouldn’t mind?” I reached upward for my shirt from Persephone, and Zeke stepped back. I turned to face Veva, but Zeke still had the final word. “Meet me in my study. You have some explaining to do, son.” The endearment demeaned more than comforted. I placed a hand on Veva’s upper arm to guide her toward the grand staircase. She shrugged her shoulder, yanking her arm out of my grasp. “I’m so sorry, Veva. But you’re more than cold at the moment, and I need you to put on my shirt.” This direction stopped her, and she looked down at herself before glaring up at me. I held out my button down. “Why? Why cover it all up?” She waved a hand up and down her soaked dress. “First, it’s ruined, and second, isn’t this what you wanted? To embarrass me? Show the party what I had under the dress, which you clearly know now is very little?” She huffed, and my heart sank. Exposing her to the party had not been my intention. I wanted her all to me. “I’ll replace the dress,” I offered, but the words were wrong. She swiped the shirt from my hands and threw it in the water, releasing it to float away from us. “Forget the dress. I just want to get out of here.” She twisted away from me, dragging the water laden fabric of her dress behind her as she walked through the pool. When she reached the edge of the first stair, she stepped upward, took a deep breath and continued forward. Her uptight shoulders and straight back told me—she’d had enough of me. The dress clung to her as she exited the water. There wasn’t a curve to be discovered or a crevice to be hidden. She continued forward, holding ramrod stiff as she regally left the pool. Persephone met her at the water’s edge, arguing she should have taken my shirt, but Veva held up a hand at her friend. Shaking her head, she dismissed Persephone and walked toward the house, letting everyone get a glimpse of what I’d never experience.“We should swim,” I blurted. “Liven this party up a bit.” I pulled the hem of my shirt from my pants.
“You can’t be serious. We don’t have on suits.” Persephone delicately sipped the hard alcohol in her glass.
“Oh, come on. We don’t need suits.” I pulled my dress shirt over my head and kicked off my flip flops. In the heat, I drew the line at dress shoes. My head cocked for Veva to follow my lead.
“Follow me,” I urged. Veva’s adamant shaking head fueled my desire to swim.
“You wouldn’t,” Veva gasped, as I reached for her. It was all the temptation I needed. I bent and swooped her up at the waist, hoisting her over my shoulder.
“Solis!” she screamed, beating my back. The loose, sheer material felt less than paper thin and swished over Veva’s skin at the back of her knees.
“Gotta live a little, Veva. That’s what your name means.”
“Put me down!” Her hand smacked my ass, and I sprang to life with the delicate sting.
“Do you have on underwear?” I groaned, slowing my pace as I neared the pool’s edge.
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” she yelled with another swat at my lower back. “Put me down.”
“What kind of bra do you wear with a dress like this?” I asked, ignoring her plea. As I neared the edge of the pool, I slid her down my body, but not far enough for her feet to reach the ground. Her toes kicked at my shins, but I refused to release her. Her body trapped against mine only reinforced my growing excitement. She squirmed and screamed, but I wanted an answer to my questions. From the feel of those firm globes pressed against my chest, I’d say no bra constricted those precious breasts. My hands slipped under her thighs and she willingly wrapped her legs around my hips in an effort to prevent me from releasing her into the pool.
“I’m waiting for an answer,” I teased, hitching her body higher against mine. The thin material was so silky under my hands, if I inched them upward, I’d discover the answer for myself.
“I’m warning you. Put. Me. Down.”
“Or what?” I threatened playfully. I twisted at the waist, swinging her away from the pool before twisting quickly, motioning as if I’d toss her into the tempting bath water.
“Okay,” she screamed. I inched closer to the edge, feeling for the tile with my toes. I balanced on the precipice, knowing Veva did as well. I shifted her away from the water, still holding her under her thighs while her legs clamped around my waist.
“So?”
“You’ll never find out if I wear underwear or not.” Her threat only encouraged me. I spun, swinging her over the pool’s edge. Only something happened—her weight shifted, and the momentum of the false toss tugged her outward from me. Instinct to protect her kicked in, and I grabbed onto her. We moved in slow motion, her eyes opening wide, as did mine. She fell backward as she held fast to my neck, and I was going down with her. I turned my body, angling to hit the water first, but it didn’t matter. Within seconds, we submerged in the tepid pool. I held onto her and watched as her dress billowed outward in the warm liquid. It rose as we sank and I caught a peek of what I questioned.
It was only Veva and I underwater for that moment. Nothing else existed. Nothing else mattered with my arms wrapped around her waist, drawing her close to me. We pushed upward collectively and sprang from the water. I whipped back my hair, noticing Veva’s fell in limp strands over her face. Her make-up trickled down her cheeks. That strange sense of only the two of us in the world surrounded me. There was no sound but our breaths gasping for air. Reaching out to wipe away the unnecessary paint on her face, she swatted at my hand. The moment abruptly burst.
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m so sorry, Veva. That wasn’t meant to happen.”
“Of course not. Dangling me over a pool, threatening to throw me in because you want to know if I wear underwear, would never lead to me going in the water.” Her sarcasm flowed deeper than the liquid around us. Ignoring her battling hands, I brushed back her hair, wiping down her face to remove the streaks of make-up. I stepped closer to her.
“You ruined my dress.” Her hands futilely attempted to pull out the formerly billowing material. In doing so, one strap fell off her shoulder and dropped precariously low, threatening to expose her. I stepped even closer, but Veva stepped back. My eyes drew to her chest. Round, ripe globes outlined in sheer wet fabric highlighted the peachy center.
“Veva, I…”
“Forget it,” she huffed, smacking the water as she released her dress. “I’m freezing.” She stepped toward the edge of the pool, but I blocked her way. Freezing or not, the wet material enhanced her assets and I didn’t need the whole party to see what I desired.
“Just stay put a second.” I muttered, my eyes diverting from her chest, but the force too strong, they roamed back.
“Oh, now as if dumping me in here isn’t enough, you want to keep me in the pool. What’s next? Drowning?”
“Veva, no, it’s not like that…it’s…Heph?” I called out. His attention hadn’t left the spectacle I’d made, and I motioned for my dress shirt. Not taking my meaning, Persephone brought the shirt to the edge of the pool. Before she reached me, Zeke appeared.
“Veva, honey, are you all right?” The concern for our guest weighted heavy in his tone, and on my heart. He’d mysteriously reneged his threat to send me to nowhere Nebraska, but this stunt might spark a new deal.
“I’m fine; I just want to get out of here.” She stepped again for the edge of the pool, but I blocked her, turning my back to her to face my father.
“If you wouldn’t mind?” I reached upward for my shirt from Persephone, and Zeke stepped back. I turned to face Veva, but Zeke still had the final word.
“Meet me in my study. You have some explaining to do, son.” The endearment demeaned more than comforted. I placed a hand on Veva’s upper arm to guide her toward the grand staircase. She shrugged her shoulder, yanking her arm out of my grasp.
“I’m so sorry, Veva. But you’re more than cold at the moment, and I need you to put on my shirt.” This direction stopped her, and she looked down at herself before glaring up at me. I held out my button down.
“Why? Why cover it all up?” She waved a hand up and down her soaked dress. “First, it’s ruined, and second, isn’t this what you wanted? To embarrass me? Show the party what I had under the dress, which you clearly know now is very little?” She huffed, and my heart sank. Exposing her to the party had not been my intention. I wanted her all to me.
“I’ll replace the dress,” I offered, but the words were wrong. She swiped the shirt from my hands and threw it in the water, releasing it to float away from us.
“Forget the dress. I just want to get out of here.” She twisted away from me, dragging the water laden fabric of her dress behind her as she walked through the pool. When she reached the edge of the first stair, she stepped upward, took a deep breath and continued forward. Her uptight shoulders and straight back told me—she’d had enough of me. The dress clung to her as she exited the water. There wasn’t a curve to be discovered or a crevice to be hidden. She continued forward, holding ramrod stiff as she regally left the pool. Persephone met her at the water’s edge, arguing she should have taken my shirt, but Veva held up a hand at her friend. Shaking her head, she dismissed Persephone and walked toward the house, letting everyone get a glimpse of what I’d never experience.


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Monday, January 30, 2017

Eternal Ecstasy Release Blitz with ARC Review!






Blurb

*This is the finale of the Guardians and the Realms series and is not meant to be read as a standalone title*

As the ruling God of Thule, Hroarr's priority is the survival of his world. Gifted with the ancient ability of sjá, he has seen the birth and destruction of hundreds of worlds. This incredible power comes at an enormous cost, yet its toll seems to ease in the presence of a hauntingly seductive healer from Earth.

Sirena’s life is comprised of duty. Duty to her Guardian family, to healing those of her world and, most of all, the overwhelming duty to right the wrongs of her secret and vile bloodline. With everything on her plate a ruthless warlord God from another world is the last thing she needs, no matter what fate and her heated body demands. 

Will a dark Destroyer of Worlds bring upon the end of Earth and Thule or will two strong-minded beings fight and discover their own eternal ecstasy? 

Warning: Take one possessive, dirty talking Warrior God and one smart, no nonsense Healer; combine and shake things up for explosive results and scorching content meant for mature audiences!

MY REVIEW:


Eternal Ecstasy is my NEW FAVORITE book in this series! Hroarr is demanding and sexy, arrogant, dominant and oh so delicious while Sirena is strong, compassionate, powerful, and just doesn't give up. This is the last book in Miss Setta Jay's famous Guardian of the Realms series and I am SO VERY SAD to see the series end, but I am excited about what she will come out with next. She is an incredibly talented writer and she proves it in the finale of the one series that has stolen my heart from book one!

This book had some incredible scenes. Both with the sex and action and I just couldn't look away from my ereader. I devoured this book way to quickly and I am SO VERY HAPPY with how this book and series ended. Sirena and Hroarr make a seriously powerful couple and when they come together, it sizzles and scorches and had me weak in the knees. I freaking LOVED IT! Eternal Ecstasy is one book any paranormal lover will crave and devour and enjoy, satisfaction GUARANTEED! 

I give this incredible finale a SCORCHING HOT FIVE SHOOTING STARS! From beginning to end, this story did it for me, and I am in awe and can not wait to see what Miss Setta Jay has in store for us next. 

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Setta Jay is the author of the popular Guardians of the Realms Series. She's garnered attention and rave reviews in the paranormal romance world for writing smart, slightly innocent heroines and intense alpha males. She loves creating stories that incorporate a strong plot accompanied by a heavy dose of heat.

An avid reader her entire life, her love of romance started at a far too early age with the bodice rippers she stole from her older sister. Along with reading, she loves animals, brunch dates, coffee that is really more French vanilla creamer, questionable reality television, English murder mysteries, and has dreams of traveling the world. 
 Born a California girl, she currently resides in Idaho with her incredibly supportive husband. 
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Friday, January 27, 2017

ARC Review - Text 2 Lovers by K Webster and J.D. Hollyfield!


BLURB:

It’s the start of nothing good.
I fired off a storm of raunchy text messages…to the wrong number.
And he replied.
Him: Show me a picture.
Him: Tell me your name.
Why does the lure of anonymity have me craving to indulge a stranger?

It’s the start of everything right.
I received a slew of text messages…when everything in my life was wrong.
And she made me laugh again.
Her: You’re probably a creeper.
Her: Possibly a stalker.
Why do I have the overwhelming need to find this stranger who saved me and make her mine?

Him: Take a chance with me.
Her: This is crazy.
Him: I need to see you.
Her: What are we doing?
Him: We’re about to find out.

Her: PHOTO ATTACHED
Him: PHOTO ATTACHED

MY REVIEW:

Fantastically fun, brilliantly written, laugh-your-butt-off banter and crazy, wacky, outrageously entertaining characters, Text 2 Lovers is by far, the BEST new book of the year! OMG, I did not want this book to end, seriously. I was having a blast reading this book and I giggled and laughed out loud so many times and was thoroughly entertained the WHOLE time I was reading, I not only did NOT want it to end, I wanted to just flip back to the beginning and start over again. That is how good this book was! This is EXACTLY the kind of book I will brag, scream and shout about over and over again because it was just so...AWE-FREAKING-MAZING!

Both J.D. Hollyfield and K Webster are new-to-me authors, but after reading THIS book, I am in love with both and am now officially following them and I am EAGER for others to read this. Its been a bit since I wanted others to read a book this bad. I love all the books I read but this one just has something significantly more special and I urge you to pick this up and enjoy the ride. 

Not only was this book super fun and wonderfully entertaining but the romance was sizzling and sassy and hot. Dang, this book has me all fan-girling all over the place and that to me, is priceless! I give Text 2 Lovers a GIVE ME MORE RIGHT THIS MINUTE FIVE SHOOTING STARS! Its fun, its sexy, its just a great read and one you REALLY don't want to miss.

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Cover Design: Indie Solutions by Murphy Rae
Release Date: February 15, 2017
Synopsis
As a little girl, I saw my father destroy the family he claimed to love. I watched my mother waste her life dreaming of a man who left her without a second glance. As a woman, I don’t dream, I work. I don’t fall in love, I focus. I would never let anything as frivolous as love distract me. Until I meet Simon. A gorgeous, brilliant young architect with dark eyes, a sweet smile, and a dirty, dirty mouth. He sets me on fire, and suddenly all I can do is dream…of his hands, his lips, his body. Of a heart good enough and a love strong enough to make me believe in happily ever after. But Simon has secrets that are even deeper than mine. Will our pasts destroy everything we’ve worked for? Or will we find the courage to rise to the challenge and fight for the love we share?
 
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Dylan Allen is a Texas girl with a serious case of wanderlust. A self-proclaimed happily ever junkie, she loves creating stories where her characters chase their own happy endings. When she isn’t writing or reading, eating or cooking, she and her family are planning their next adventure.    
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