Friday, 22 September 2017

ARC Review of Racer by Katy Evans

Racer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Are you kidding me?

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?


THIS WAS JUST PERFECT!!! 

AHHHHHG!!!



Remy Remy Remy oh my Remy.. My one true forever love.

I waited for this to land on my Kindle ever since I got the mail about getting ARC approved 😭😭 and I finished it in one go!

This story is much more than just being Remy's kid. It's literally BEING REMY'S KID! EVERY SINGLE THING.


Like father like son. That was so fucking endearing.
Back on the journey again that made us all cry and love Remy.. But this time, it's different but still the depth of it all is still there.

I seriously cried at some points because Racer was just LOVE and Remy was.. Ahhhhh Remy was just Remy but this time a father concerned for his son.
Those who have read and loved Remington Tate will fucking tear up.

Because this is one beautiful story .
I can't stress that enough.

thank you Katy Evans for writing Racer. For giving us a mini Remy😭😭😭

Lana was just perfection like Brooke and Reese. This one line sums the story up..


Patience, I hear my father say. Rome wasn’t built in a day … and nobody said it was easy to fall in love with a Tate.

That is all.

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Saturday, 9 September 2017

Review of Eye of the Beholder by Ruth Ann Nordin

Eye of the Beholder Eye of the Beholder by Ruth Ann Nordin
My rating: 5 of 5 stars



Haaaaaaaah!

When dafuq did I forget that I absolutely fucking love historical themed books and started reading these shitty books that just talk about taboo and bdsm trash??


I mean this was pure contentment for me!

Sure it had it's ups and downs and everything but it was such a goddamn perfect story and I cried A LOT while reading this.

I absolutely loved Mary and Dave.
I hated how at some points the author went overboard with the whole "ugly" topic but the way Dave appreciated and loved her.

Oh man oh man can't there be more people like this in this world, please?

I mean, this one was pure love.
It had humans of all kind.

loving
hateful
vengeful
stupid
silly
clever
cunning.

It had everyone and anyone that you could come up with.

I loved this.

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ARC Review of Exes with Benefits by Nicole Williams

Exes with Benefits Exes with Benefits by Nicole Williams
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I loooove me some second chance!

Well as much as the blurb states..

it's a story of love, loss, heartache and a lot of other emotions. Having it all then losing it.

And now the hero wants another chance.

But I would say this..
I absolutely was annoyed by the heroine and her constant stubborness to act all whiny and shit.

I get it when she was eighteen but then again at twenty five?

That was really off putting for me.
The hero was trying his best. Any sorrow they had,they had it together.


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ARC Review of Coal Miner by Jenika Snow

Coal Miner Coal Miner by Jenika Snow
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Annnnd she does it again.


With her extra possessive and extra alpha hero who knows what he wants and he will fight for it till the end, come what may!

And that innocent heroine who's kinda sorta in love but thinks that's one sided. As always.

I loved it

I EFFING love how JS works will literally all kinds of professions.

Love that!

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ARC Review of Always: A Legacy Novel by Bethany Kris

Always: A Legacy Novel Always: A Legacy Novel by Bethany-Kris
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Bethany Kris has a unique way with words.

They kinda pull you in and the detail and description is like someone's talking to you and not exactly narrating a story.

My two most fav couples!
Dante and Cat and Emma and Cal!

And now their Frigging KIDS!! WHEN I FOUND OUT ABOUT THIS, I knew I needed this. Seeing my old loves now battling the nightmares of having rebellious children. Catherine is JUST. LIKE. CAT! Annnnnnd Cross is so fucking Cal!
I mean it's so endearing when you have read the books and you know the back story.

This was all about these kids falling and love and being together. Starting from how they meet for the first time meanwhile Cross is a total nightmare πŸ˜‚

Aside from all this coming of age story and everything that went around,the young love the heartbreak the everything . My heart went to Cal. That poot hottie πŸ˜‚ Cross was driving his up the fricking wall

“Yes, I’m quite aware of how many times he’s gotten into fights here,” Calisto muttered, “and yet, your school keeps inviting him back year after year and taking my damn money.”

and I LOVED HIS PARENTING,his advices and stuff.

Young love.
Heartache
Shit stuff happening and keeping them apart.
Tears.
Parents that love and care.


It had it all.

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Wednesday, 6 September 2017

Release BLITZ! Rough Rider by Aria Cole















After years of living alone, Nash Campbell sets eyes on curvy beauty Eden Sutherland again, the day she steps out of her brother's pickup truck and falls directly into his arms. He may have made a promise to her brother to take care of her, but it isn't long before Nash is fixed on wrangling his best friend's little sister into his bed—and his life.

Eden Sutherland enjoys living alongside her brother in the old farmhouse where they grew up, but when he's deployed, she's uprooted to Circle C Ranch and dumped in the arms of her brother's best friend, irritatingly moody and maddeningly sexy cowboy Nash Campbell. The boy who pulled her pigtails and made the butterflies jump in her stomach for the first time when they were kids. She may have grown up running through the pastures at Circle C, but that doesn't mean seeing Nash again is easy on the heart. She's been purposefully avoiding this man for years, and now she has to call him roommate…

Warning: When this filthy-talkin' cowboy falls, it's hard and fast. Insta-love obsessed, countrified goodness is the best way to describe this rough rider. Sit back, relax, and grab a sweet tea, it's about to he heart. She may have grown-get sticky down south.






ONE

Eden

   I wrung my hands in my lap, eyes focused on the long gravel driveway that led to my imprisonment.  
   “You know, I don’t need a babysitter,” I spat to my brother in the driver’s seat.  
   “Sweet young girl like you, you most certainly do. These damn cowboys would eat you alive,” he drawled, eyes cutting to me then back to the windshield. The old truck rattled to a sputtering stop in front of the giant red barn I spent too many summer nights playing hide-and-seek in.  
   “I’m not sweet or young. Since I've managed to handle you my whole life, I figure these cowboys will be easy.” I shoved open the door of the truck, storming off with a desperate slam of the door for dramatic effect. But instead, it squawked on its rusty hinges. Baxter, the old golden retriever that’d been wandering this dusty ranch since the time I was eight, rambled up to me. I knelt down and put my arm around the old dog, giving him a good rub. His scent was so familiar, just as it had been all those years ago. I closed my eyes, sucking in a fortifying breath before I faced the man who inhabited this place.  
   “Welcome, Eden.” His throaty voice sent fire through my veins, just like it always had. My cheeks flamed, hands shoved into the pockets of my cutoff shorts when Nash Campbell’s dusty cowboy boots came into view.
   I wanted to die.  
   Colt, Nash, and I may have grown up together on this ranch, bonfires and swimming in the pond from sunup to sundown, but I hadn’t laid eyes on him in nearly two years. And there was a reason for it.  
   “Hey.” Colt came around the back of the pickup and pulled two giant duffles out of the bed. “She’s not too pleased ’bout me dropping her off here, but she’ll grow up and see I was right. Someday.” Colt shot me a glare.  
   “I should have gone away to college,” I grumbled. I still hadn’t looked Nash in the face yet.  
   I couldn’t. One look into those intense eyes would have me lost. It'd been too long, and those feeling and memories were still all twisted into knots from my head to my toes. The worst place those knots tangled around was my heart.
   There was too much history wrapped up in my feelings for him. Nash and my brother had been best friends since the time they were in diapers, and then I came along five years later, the annoying, tagalong little sister. They’d picked on me relentlessly, daring me to eat bugs and touch garden snakes, and then the teen years had hit, and everything changed.    
   Nash’s voice had deepened, suddenly sending spirals of excitement through my nine-year-old stomach. And then dark stubble smattered his cheeks and jawline, and I couldn't help thinking about what the scratchy scruff would feel like against my skin. And by the time Nash was fifteen, he was working in the field or around the barns all summer. Slinging hay bales six hours a day did a lot for his once lean, taut physique.  
   Nash had bloomed into a damn Adonis right before my eyes, his body rivaling the sketches of David I’d seen in my art class.  
   I fell in love with Nash Campbell the summer I turned eleven.
   While my brother still seemed perpetually immature and annoying, Nash’s confidence grew, his eyes lighting with genuine kindness whenever he saw me. I’d never met anyone like him back then, and I still hadn’t now. Nash was a once in a lifetime dream—a dream that was unattainable. Like a mirage, a faint whisper on the wind. A man like Nash would never want someone like me, but still, that didn’t matter to my heart. When I thought of him, I was still that eleven-year-old little girl who fell in love with a boy she could never have.  
   That was probably why today was all the harder.  
   Colt was leaving for his deployment in the Army, and I was moving in here, with my brother’s best friend, at Circle C Ranch.
    “Got your room all made up for you, the corner room upstairs, the one you used to sleep in when we were little.” Nash was addressing me.  
   Oh shit, that meant I’d have to actually look him in the face. I’d been considering a way to avoid his eyes for the entire time I was here, which would hopefully just be the summer. Colt didn’t know it, but I’d already filled out a few applications for colleges. I’d been going to the community college in our small town, but now that Colt wouldn’t be here, I didn't have a reason to stay.  
   Living on my own would be tight, but I was accustomed to making do on a budget. I just had to hope I would be awarded a few grants or scholarships for housing. I could afford the classes for the coming semester at least, but I couldn't pay for the housing on top of that.  
   And I needed to get out of this town.  
   I needed to get away from all these memories.  
   The gorgeous, impossibly sculpted, stubbled, and rugged memories.  “Thanks,” I finally muttered, allowing my eyes to wash across Nash’s face for the first time.  
  Oh God, was that my heart beating so loudly?
  It sounded like a John Deere vibrating in my ears.  
  “I can get this carried up for you. Dinner’s at five, so you've got some time to settle in before—”
   “I’m not hungry. I had a big lunch,” I lied.  
   Colt shook his head at my side. “She’s lying. If you don’t force her to eat, she’ll peck like a bird.”
   My cheeks flamed as my teeth gnashed together. “I thought you had somewhere to be tonight?”  
   Colt chuckled, taking off ahead of us toward the house.  
   “Still treating you like a dick, I see,” Nash said at my shoulder.  
   Shit, when had he moved closer?
   This was too much. His body so close to mine felt like a ticking time bomb waiting to detonate.  
   “He says he means well, but I personally think it’s a control thing.”
   “Can’t blame him. A man should take care of his only sister. I’d do the same thing.”
   I chanced a glance out of the corner of my eye, catching his gaze hovering at my neckline, then dipping lower.  
   My stomach dropped, my feet screaming at me to run before I made a fool of myself somehow. I’d never known quite how to act around men, especially this one, when it felt like he stole all the oxygen from my lungs with one look.
    “Maybe you’re on a power trip too, then,” I finally replied, stomping in the dirt after Colt and toward the house.  
   I was a prisoner here; there was nothing willing about it.  
   If Colt and Nash thought I needed a babysitter, that I couldn't be left to my own devices, I’d sure as hell prove them wrong—and have fun while doing it.  
   No way could they keep this woman down.  
   “Eden!” Nash called after me, amusement lacing his voice.  
   I stuttered to a halt, turning to find him hot on my heels, an intoxicating half grin darting across his face.  
   “What?” I asked.  
   “You have no idea what kind of power play I’m into. Keep that in mind.” That cocky grin deepened, and my thighs grew slick with drop-dead desire.  
   Oh, shit.  
   What the hell was I in for this summer?













Aria Cole is a thirty-something housewife who once felt bad for reading dirty books late at night, until she decided to write her own. Possessive alpha men and the sassy heroines who love them are common, along with a healthy dose of irresistible insta-love and happily ever afters so sweet your teeth may ache.

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Release Blitz! Saddled by Dani Wyatt



 


























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Is it possible to fall in love at the sight of a wisp of jet black hair swirling out an open window of a pickup? In a thousand lifetimes, I would have said, ‘Hell no’. But today I learned not only is it possible, it’s fucking happening. To me. I’d all but given up on love but apparently, it hadn’t given up on me.

When Maria Garcia McGowan stepped out of that truck, her sweet scent hit me and this cowboy was done for. None too happy to be stuck in a cow poke town like Cooper’s Mill, a brainy beauty like her will take some convincing to stick around. Even if I have to tie her to the bedpost, I’m not letting her get away. She’s mine.

I’ve tamed more than my fair share of mustangs, and this sweet filly is about to be lassoed. Except, small town gossip and jealousy have a way of poking their nose into even the sweetest of happy endings.

Author Note: It takes some angry turkeys and a heck of a storm, but these two lovebirds will have you reaching for a paper fan and sucking on an ice cube to cool things off. A hunky cowboy and a whip smart city girl are just the ticket for this safe, steamy and oh-so-happily-ever-after book with everything you expect from Dani Wyatt.








I reach up to the nail where my black Stetson is hanging and retrieve it, putting it in its usual place on my head. Then I take a moment longer than most folks would find necessary to adjust it back and forth, finding just the right spot, exactly where it should be. For me, there’s only one perfect place where my hat will sit, and I can’t relax until it’s in place.

The next breeze makes me stop. The hairs on the back of my neck prickle and stand on end.

I stare at the truck as it turns in a wide circle and backs in with the trailer settling by the pile of hay, Reggie flagging him in from behind.

I stand, arms crossed, and I don’t fucking get it, but my heart clicks in my chest. There’s something besides the hay scent on that breeze, and with the next summer gust, I blink and focus, my eyes zeroing in on the passenger seat of the truck.

Another arm hangs out that window, as well as a tendril of the shiniest black hair I’ve ever seen. It’s spinning in the wind around a bare shoulder. A feminine shoulder. Skin the color of sweet tea, and I see a rainbow-colored beaded bracelet on a tiny wrist.

As the truck backs slowly into place, I grunt out a few expletives. Her hair whips around, and she leans out the window to look back toward Reggie. From my vantage point, I can see green eyes and a face that even my uncultured ass knows deserves to be painted in oil, framed, and hanging in the Louvre.

My blood turns hot, rushing south and filling the length of my dick in a heartbeat.

In a blink, I’m swinging my body out the open hay loft, three stories up, and half sliding down the old ladder strapped to the red exterior of the barn. I can’t remember the last time I used this ladder—it’s not the sturdiest and it probably isn’t used to bearing a weight like mine—but it’s the fastest way down, and that’s what counts right now.

“Stop!” Reggie raises his voice to be heard over the truck’s engine. “That’s close enough, Mr. McGowan.”

The truck’s engine cuts out, and the driver’s side door squeaks a little on its hinges as McGowan slides out. Then the other door opens, and I’m not sure why, but I’m getting angry. Knowing Reggie is down there, closer to her than I am right now and getting the first look…

I’m ready to set him on his ass.

She’s tiny. But full and lush in all the right places. At just the glimpse of her from the back, I’m mesmerized. I can’t stop taking inventory of each inch. The light pink of her bra strap is that hanging down onto her upper arm, under her dress sleeve. The braided red thread tied around her left ankle. The simple white sneakers on her small feet that look brand-new. The way her ass is filling out the fabric of her little floral dress. The hem skirting just at mid-thigh.

All of the sudden, I couldn’t be happier I’ve not been with a woman in years. Strange fucking thought, but everything feels amplified right now. One glance at those eyes and it’s like the needle in the haystack jumped out and stabbed me in my heart.









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Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.
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Thursday, 31 August 2017

ARC Review of Unhinged by Natasha Knight!

Unhinged Unhinged by Natasha Knight
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Well well well..



We finally have the third brother who has been pretty much a kind of a mystery all this time. His story is a tooooootal different one from what Raphael and the other brother's story was like.

And that was good. Different.

This story was basically all about..
Betrayal
Lies
Secrets
Tragedy
Misunderstandings
Lies
Lies and more lies!

Zach and Eve are the victims of circumstances that betrayed both of them in a lot of ways and they never even knew.

And Zack thought that while he was suffering mentally and physically, Eve was just going on with her life..


As Zach is considered dead and Eve goes on living her life with a different name and a lot of guilt..

And suddenly he is back!
And with him a whole bunch of blasts from the pasts.
Secrets unveiled. Lies revealed.
And the final and actual enemy recongnized.

Pretty good story. The plot was, like I said, very different from the other stories of the brothers.

Natasha Knight is one brilliant author and I fell in love with her when she brought Raphael into my life and the journey goes on.

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