NEW RELEASE & REVIEW w. GIVEAWAY: Animal by Marni Mann

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I captured the guilty.
Locked them inside our prison.
Tortured their bodies and abused their minds.
I had murdered hundreds.
Never recognized one.
Until her face.
Until that scream.
I was hired to take her life.
But first, I had to figure out how she ruined mine.



I closed this book a few days ago and I’m still swirling in it. I’m not even sure if I can rate it because it was such an intensely crazy, but odd story. Dark, immersive, wild, raw…a twisty-turny mindfuck. Animal was written very well, that part I can tell you. Mann went into the dark in order to lure us in and she pulled that off incredibly well. I couldn’t bring myself to stop even if at times I wanted to look away. This is unlike any book I’ve ever read–in every shape and form. It’s meant to be sexy, but not in the typical way. Because, you see, this has two intersecting storylines that lead up to one event. Past and present swirl opposite one another until they come crashing in as one. But the fun lies in the journey to get there.

Mann captured the animal-like quality of Beard in a poignant way. He gives no excuses for his abnormal lifestyle and he couldn’t care less about it. The secretive, dark double life crosses into his sexual nature, and the wildness to his life never ends. But then we get Tyler, the unassuming and innocent young woman whose naivety makes her ripe for darkness to leach the innocence from. The way in which it was so easy for her to be drawn into it was fascinating to read, frustrations aside.

I’m still blown away by it. The story was crazy, the characters were palpable, and the fact that nothing is confirmed until the end made this book the kind that you can’t stop until you have answers. Because I still don’t know what to feel about it all, the rating floats between a 4, 4.5, and a 5. I’m literally torn. Did I enjoy it? Oddly, yes. Did I love the characters? Even though I never came to understand them, I found myself both liking and disliking them depending on the location in the story, so maybe love came into play at times. Did I love the crazy, twisty story? Yes. Did I enjoy the dark parts? No. Hello, conflicted is thy name.

It was erotic, but not sexy. It was dark, but had light. It was a mindfuck, but it was clear. Animal is the kind of story that must be experienced to be understood, and even then, maybe you won’t. The blurb is a bit misleading in some ways, but the overall gist remains the same. If you love how stories can fuck with you, this is the book for you. And even if you don’t read a lot of those kinds of stories, join me in taking a walk on the wild side.



Bestselling author Marni Mann knew she was going to be a writer since middle school. While other girls her age were daydreaming about teenage pop stars, Marni was fantasizing about penning her first novel. She crafts sexy, titillating stories that weave together her love of darkness, mystery, passion, and human emotions. A New Englander at heart, she now lives in Sarasota, Florida, with her husband and their two dogs, who have been characters in her books. When she’s not nose deep in her laptop, working on her next novel, she’s scouring for chocolate, sipping wine, traveling, or devouring fabulous books.

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NEW RELEASE & REVIEW: Extra Credit by Poppy Dunne


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The first time I saw Will Munroe I had him pegged as a typical LA douchebag—a little too handsome, a little too rich, a little too into his probiotic kale smoothies.

The next time I ran into him—at his daughter’s parent/teacher conference (me: teacher, he: parent)—I noticed his steel grey eyes, his hard chest under a crisp white button down, and his suggestively bare ring finger. I was hooked.

If life really imitated art, he’d have swept me off my feet and taken me right there on the principal’s desk. Instead, we are stuck in our assigned roles. He’s the workaholic single dad of a precocious girl child, and I’m her fiery substitute teacher. Never the two shall meet. Enter one zany, yurt-dwelling ex-wife, a stock market that never sleeps, and some over-the-top, A-list fundraisers, and I’ve got plenty of drama ahead. Better to keep my hands to myself.

But when Will asks me out for a pancake breakfast, how can I resist? My heart (and my stomach) say yes, but am I willing to risk my job for a short stack and a romp in the hay? A slow, sensual, mind-blowing romp in the hay…

But where there’s a Will…


If you’re looking for a wry and witty book filled with humor and a sexy romance Extra Credit is the perfect read. I had yet to read Poppy until now, and she has such a unique writing style that really grabs at the reader and delves deep into each character. They felt real, relatable, and incredibly poignant in their portrayal simply by the way she put them on the page. Because of this, their chemistry (whether between Will and Chelle, or with either of them involving his daughter, Amelia) was off the charts.

I loved that Poppy wasn’t afraid to shy away from the the embarrassing or awkward, but instead celebrated its normalcy by integrating it into every character in a very normal way. It was fun, humorous, and wildly easy to read. I can be somewhat picky when it comes to new-to-me authors, but I had no issue jumping right into this story and its characters. The romance and humor blended together in an effortless way that neither felt forced or as if it outshone the other.

The side characters, the setting, the lifestyle were all great elements to the story, but what sold it was the romance between Chelle and Will. Their banter and slow, but wild romance came about beautifully as the story progressed. Readers will love Extra Credit and fall hard for every character and their intrinsic uniqueness. It has every element of a great romance with a perfect delivery.



I’m asking for a tissue when he sweeps me up into his arms and kisses me. His mouth covers mine, nothing tentative about it. It’s a masterful kiss, him claiming my mouth over and over again. My arms twine around his neck, when what I should be doing is pushing him away with a Scarlett O’Hara “I do dee-clayah! Mr. Munroe!” But I don’t. Instead, I pull him closer, feeling the scrape of his stubble against my cheek. He tastes like breath mints from heaven, or something else celestial and minty fresh. When we finally pull apart—which body does not want, but brain insists on—I find I can finally exhale. Will lowers me back to the ground like I’m floating back out of a dream, back to my job and the school and…the fact that I’m still doing my job at the school.

 While snogging a parent.

 Snogging’s a great word.

 Okay, brain. Let’s get back to it.

 “That was…” Will’s voice trails off. The tone is deep, rugged, sexy.

 I respond, “Shhweee.” I think I was looking for the word sweet, but we’ll never know.

  “Very,” he agrees. He steps away, even though every molecule in my body right now is telling me to fling myself back at this tall, infuriating, infuriatingly gorgeous man. But just as I’m about to throw caution and my bra to the wind, someone adorable comes bouncing up to us, her mouse-eared hoodie still on.



After ten years of hiding behind a bathroom door, Poppy Dunne has sent both children to school, emerged from the bathroom, and is excited to release Room Service, a romantic comedy plotted mostly on the toilet.

Poppy writes books with relatable heroines who speak their minds and whose riotous inner dialogue reflects their complex characters. Her goal is to deliver a story that has equal parts heart, romance and humor. Her heroes are swoon worthy, yet hold on to your suspension of disbelief, because they pick up their own socks and cook.

In her free time, she looks for hobbies other than Netflix and procrastinating to fill out this author bio. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and children.

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Reapers MC #6.5; Standalone novella

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New York Times bestselling author Joanna Wylde returns to the world of the Reapers Motorcycle Club…

Looking back, none of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t dropped my phone in the toilet. I mean, I could’ve walked away from him if I’d had it with me.
Or maybe not.
Maybe it was all over the first time he saw me, and he would’ve found another way. Probably—if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that Shade always gets what he wants, and apparently he wanted me.
Right from the first.


I have a love/hate relationship with novellas because, a) they’re great for a quick read, but, b) they end too soon. Both are the case with Shade’s Lady because I wanted so much more than what we were given as I’m completely selfish and love being in Wylde’s Reapers world. This novel starts us at the top, with the National President of the Reapers MC and his love story.

Mandy, our heroine, had a palpable quality to her. Her hesitance and raw survivor strength gripped me and endeared me to her. Her unabashed realness and humorous inner dialogue were their own character within this novel and I loved her because of (and for) it. She made no qualms or excuses for who she was and what’s she’s done, but her moral compass was always pointed in the right direction. Shade’s raw attraction to her and the reciprocation she felt, along with the buildup of their sexual tension, created a sexy, but lust-filled novel.

Wylde managed to pack in quite a bit into this novella, giving us two fully rounded characters and their love story, in Shade’s Lady and it felt incredibly good to be back with an MC that I’ve come to know and love. But if I could be greedy, I would want more of these two. As it is, it’s the perfect introduction to the series if you haven’t yet taken the plunge and a great addition to the series if you’re a veteran. Wylde’s writing, as always, pulls you in and carries you through to the last page. I can’t wait for more from this MC.


“Nope. That’s not how it works,” Shade said, sliding his hand up into my hair. “It was about a member of a support club lying to the national president of the Reapers. He tried to cheat me out of five hundred bucks by promising something he didn’t own. We can’t let guys like Rebel get away with that shit. Wouldn’t matter what it was about, the principle’s the same.”

“There are so many things wrong with that statement that I don’t even know where to start. I…I literally can’t figure out what I want to argue with you about because it’s all wrong. All of it.”

“It’s how our world works,” he said, rubbing up and down my lower back. He might’ve been trying to soothe me but my thoughts were spinning too fast. “There’s good and bad. Part of the good is that when you belong to someone in a club, it’s not just his job to protect you, it’s the whole club’s. I’d die for Dopey’s old lady and I don’t even like the bitch. He’s my brother, though, and she’s his property. It is what it is.”


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Joanna Wylde started her writing career in journalism, working in two daily newspapers as both a reporter and editor. Her career has included many different jobs, from managing a homeless shelter to running her own freelance writing business, where she took on projects ranging from fundraising to ghostwriting for academics. During 2012 she got her first Kindle reader as a gift and discovered the indie writing revolution taking place online. Not long afterward she started cutting back her client list to work on Reaper’s Property, her breakout book. It was published in January 2013, marking the beginning of a new career writing fiction.

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REVIEW: Every Little Thing by Samantha Young

Hart’s Boardwalk Book Two; Interconnected standalone

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Hartwell, Delaware—the perfect place to get away from it all, and find what you never knew you needed…

Bailey Hartwell has many reasons to feel content—her successful business, a close circle of friends, and her steady boyfriend…even if their romance feels staid after ten years without a serious commitment. The only challenge in her life comes in the form of sexy businessman Vaughn Tremaine. She thinks the ex-New Yorker acts superior and that he considers her a small-town nobody. But when Bailey’s blindsided by a betrayal, she’s shocked to discover Vaughn is actually a decent guy.

Vaughn admires Bailey’s free spirit, independence, and loyalty. As his passion for her has grown, his antagonism toward her has only worsened. Every little thing Bailey does seduces him. But when Vaughn’s painful emotional past makes him walk away in fear he will hurt her, it opens an old wound in Bailey, and she uncharacteristically retreats.

Once Vaughn begins to realize he’s made the biggest mistake of his life, he has no choice but to fight like he’s never fought before to convince Bailey that the love they’ve found together only comes around once in a lifetime.



Every Little Thing is a charming second-chance romance between two enemies in a small beach town. Having met Vaughn and Bailey in the previous book, The One Real Thing, we got a little taste of what their book was going to be like. Their constant bickering, teasing, bantering, and general hatred for one another each time they crossed paths. They didn’t lose steam in-between books, either.

The undertone between the two bordered on hate-lust in every interaction. The self-proclaimed sweetheart of the town against the too-classy hotel owner, the outsider. Their dynamic was fun and feisty; bringing out their playfulness without making them petty. I loved seeing two outwardly different-appearing individuals find out that they weren’t all that different from one another underneath it all. The games and twists and turns to get there were just as fun to witness.

My one concession is that I just couldn’t feel the angst. I felt it between them in their lead-up in book one, but it didn’t seem to transfer over to theirs–or maybe, and this is quite likely, it’s just me. I still really enjoyed their tumultuous and sexy romance, but it didn’t hit me in the gut as I had expected. I do recommend it as Young’s writing is on point, as always, crafting very palpable characters and a love story that is just as beautiful as the sunset on the cover. I love this small town and the characters within it, and I honestly cannot wait to see which couple we’re graced with next.



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BLOG TOUR w/ REVIEW, EXCERPT, and GIVEAWAY: Home At Last by Lily Everett

Sanctuary Island Book Six; Interconnected standalone

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Home is where the heart is…

Marcus Beckett left Sanctuary Island after his mother’s funeral, and he hasn’t been back since. Until now. Needing a change from the high-risk, high-stakes life of a bodyguard, Marcus makes a solitary life for himself running the neighborhood bar in his hometown. His only mistake? Seducing and then dumping the town’s sweetheart, Quinn Harper. Marcus knows he did the right thing—a good girl like Quinn has no business with a broken man like him. But now no one will come to his bar, and he’s watching his last chance at a peaceful life go up in smoke. So when Quinn proposes a fake four-week courtship, he can’t refuse…even though he knows it’s a bad idea.

It’s a romantic charade that will buy Quinn time to distract her mother and father from their own martial problems—and will help Marcus welcome back some paying customers besides. But what begins as an engagement of convenience slowly transforms into a deeper connection, one that heals both of their hearts…and ignites the simmering passion between them. Could it be that pretending to be together is just what Quinn and Marcus needed to give their real love a second chance?



Home at Last is a second-chance romance that features a woman who grew up infatuated by the neighbor’s older son. The small town they live in has subsequently thrown backlash at him after their quick romance ended, leaving his bar hurting for business. So goes her plan…a business proposal that relies on their fake romantic reunion.

I love fake relationships and how they slowly bloom into something real, and I enjoyed seeing Marcus and Quinn’s relationship blossom with a nice, slow burn. I hadn’t read any of the prior books in this series, though I’ve heard their ‘relationship’ is featured a bit in the most recent book, but I can’t speak to how that would’ve helped their story; I didn’t really feel like I was missing anything, or enough of something to make it hard to connect. Marcus’ broody nature mixed well with Quinn’s sweet, helpfulness, and their constant butting of heads kept the pages turning.

I will say, however, that the side story featuring Quinn’s parents was featured too heavily in my opinion. It really detracted from the potency of Quinn and Marcus’ effect on the reader. I found myself skipping those POVs so that I could get back to the real story. I’m sort of impatient that way, so I’m sure not every reader will feel as I did.

Home at Last was a fun story with sexy characters and the right amount of angst-y romance. It was sweet and romantic, and had the kind of second-chance romance readers love to read about. Small towns and their gossiping ways brought back together a couple that were meant for one another, and I enjoyed experiencing it.



Quinn had taken the floor for exactly the reasons she’d said, in addition to the knowledge that however little she liked to think it mattered, Marcus was ten years older than she was. And he was a secret stress case who carried all his tension in his back and shoul- ders. She should know, since she’d nearly sprained her thumbs trying to dig the knots out during a massage that had started out sexy and turned into a to-the-death battle between Quinn and the long muscles lining Marcus’s spine.

Marcus didn’t need to screw up his back by lying on the floor for eight hours, was her point. Not that she would ever say that to him. She didn’t have a death wish.

But as it turned out, the floor was more uncomfort- able than Quinn had anticipated. And as the hours wore down, so did her resistance to the temptation of the warm, soft bed mere inches from her stiff, aching body.

She stared at Marcus’s sleeping form and wondered if she dared.

Then she wondered what the hell was the matter with her. It was a bed. They were adults. Sleeping next to each other didn’t mean they were automatically going to cross some invisible, arbitrary line. She wasn’t going to roll over in her sleep and accidentally impale herself on his penis. They’d be fine.

This is fine, she told herself, getting up off her shaky knees and creeping around to the other side of the bed. The way her knees popped when she stood up was a deciding factor. Quinn carefully peeled back the cov- ers and slid into the bed beside Marcus.

Quinn held her breath, but he didn’t move. His broad chest rose and fell with his deep, even breaths. He threw off heat like a roaring bonfire; Quinn went from chilled to toasty in seconds.

Letting her body relax into the softness of the mat- tress, she drifted peacefully into sleep.

Quinn’s dreams were chaotic, flashes of memories mixed with totally random people from her past and present. She was aware they were dreams, in that vague way that happens sometimes, even when the dreamer is deeply asleep.

In the dream, she and Marcus were walking through the woods behind her parents’ house, holding hands. Even Dream Quinn couldn’t suspend disbelief quite enough for that. Marcus wasn’t a hand-holding kind of guy. So she knew it was a dream, even as he led her deeper into the pine copse, their footfalls muffled by layers and layers of dried pine needles that released their evergreen scent as they were crushed.

Come here, said Dream Marcus, giving Quinn the smile she’d only glimpsed once or twice—the small, private, completely unguarded smile that made Marcus look like the carefree boy Quinn had first fallen for.

She could never resist that particular smile. Not that she wanted to resist. This was only a dream. She could have whatever she wanted, with no consequences.

Emboldened by her freedom, Quinn followed Marcus down to lie on a bed of springy green moss. He lay back, arms crossed behind his head and more re- laxed than she’d ever seen him in real life. Sunlight dappled his handsome face, patterns of light and shadow that shivered over his cheekbones when wind fluttered through the branches overhead.

Her heart swelled with all the feelings she’d been stuffing down and denying since the day Marcus un- ceremoniously ended their relationship. It wasn’t smart to care about him. She knew that, and Quinn wanted to be smart, she really did.

The trouble was that she’d never learned how to stop caring about someone. Her poor, bruised heart was as optimistic and stubborn as her hungry body was when it came to Marcus Beckett.

Despair teased at Quinn’s mind, but she pushed it away. This is a dream, she said aloud to remind them both. Only a dream.

Beneath her, Marcus smiled again, the smile that promised things like love and forever and the kind of pleasure she could live on. Thighs tensing with need where she was suddenly straddling his hips, Quinn felt the low-down clench of her body around the emptiness only Marcus could fill.

A shudder racked her, sweeping up her frame in a rush that tightened the peaks of her breasts and forced her mouth open on a gasp.

Yes, like that, Marcus murmured, his eyes going hot and feral the way she remembered from their first nights of passion. The grip of his hands at her hips ex- cited Quinn. She squirmed a little, wanting to feel it, hoping it bruised so she could look in the mirror later and see the evidence of Marcus’s desire for her.

With a smooth twist of his massive torso, he flipped them so that Quinn’s back was arching off the cool moss and Marcus was covering her with his body. Her legs fell open, wanton and wanting, and she relished the stretch of her thighs as he fit himself into the cra- dle of her hips.

His hardness slotted against her softness with a series of rhythmic nudges that stoked the fire inside Quinn higher and higher. In the dream, her panties melted away like fog, and he was naked too, and they were pressed together so intimately and perfectly and yet, somehow, there was still something in the way, a barrier to Quinn getting what she really wanted. Frus- tration mounting, she reached down between their hot, straining bodies and felt . . . cotton?

Quinn blinked and suddenly, instead of staring up at the waving pine needles of the Lantern Point woods, she was looking at the familiar starburst pattern of the plaster ceiling in her girlhood bedroom.

Her immediate thought was a dismayed No, let me go back to the dream! But in the next instant, she realized Marcus was still on top of her, his hard chest and strong arms caging her in. Their legs were tangled hopelessly in the sheets and they were both still wear- ing what they’d gone to bed in, but other than that?

The dream was real.

Eyes still closed, Marcus twisted his hips, grinding wickedly against Quinn’s most sensitive spot and scat- tering her thoughts like dried pine needles before she could figure out what to do. She reacted mindlessly, her body taking over and bowing up hard, her arms going around Marcus’s neck.

Through her haze of heated lust, Quinn saw the exact moment Marcus woke up.

Copyright © 2017 by Lily Everett and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Press.





LILY EVERETT is the author of the Sanctuary Island series for St. Martin’s Press. She grew up in a small town in the foothills of Virginia’s Blue Ridge Mountains and now resides in Austin, Texas, where she writes full-time.

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Alabama Summer Book Five; Standalone

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Riley Tennyson has made a huge mistake.

At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself.

Showing up to her brother’s wedding pissed off and newly single, Riley seeks comfort in solitude and an open bar, until the gorgeous and irresistibly charming CJ Tully makes her a better offer―a wild night with the master of smooth-talking where nothing is off limits.

Riley does what any single woman would do, and a connection is made. One neither one of them can ignore. But when she comes home to the boyfriend she no longer thought she had, Riley buries her secret and begs CJ to do the same.

Forget about each other. It was a mistake. That’s all it was… right?

Desires are hidden. Distance is kept. Until one night CJ makes the ultimate sacrifice, and Riley can no longer avoid the man she can’t stop thinking about.

Not with him sleeping down the hall…

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What I Need is the fifth standalone in the Alabama Summer series. I originally fell in love with J. Daniels’ writing from her Dirty Deeds series and this is my first foray into this particular series. Her easy-going and fun writing style is present in the novel and make it easy to jump right into the flow of things, and she doesn’t waste any time at all throwing us right into the story with our two main characters.

I think the main draw for most, even if you haven’t read this series, is CJ Tully. He’s the kind of guy whose mere presence draws you in like a fly to honey. His looks, his charming nature, and his alluring words are all his weapons in drawing his prey in, and all of us are his willing victims. But he’s sweet, too. All of that and he’s sweet. That simple little thing made this entire book what it was. His draw made this book sexy and irresistible.

One thing that kept me from 5-starring this book was Riley, our heroine. Her naivete and lack of conviction, at times, really made falling into her head difficult. Certainly this is my feeling toward her and I don’t suspect everyone will have a hard time connecting with her. She’s young and been taught to accept what she’s handed out from her long-time boyfriend, but I couldn’t help but want more fight from her. I wanted CJ’s pull to be stronger than anything that had been forcefully fed into her mind. But sometimes the most inspiring heroines are the ones we want to shake quite a damn bit.

What I Need had one of my favorite tropes (friend’s little sister) and a fiery instant-romance between two characters who never thought they’d cross paths. Daniels’ writes an addictive hero and entices our hearts to fall for him. I loved him and everything he represented for Riley. It was easy to enjoy every secondary character, ones from prior books, and understand what the draw of the ‘Bama Boys is all about. I really enjoyed their story and I look forward to going to read the rest of the series. I know readers will absolutely love this intimately angst-y and sexy love story.



J. Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series and the Alabama Summer series. She loves curling up with a good book, drinking a ridiculous amount of coffee, and writing stories her children will never read. Daniels grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.

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BLOG TOUR w/ REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: A Boy Like You by Ginger Scott

Like Us Book One; Contemporary Young Adult Romance

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They say everyone’s a superhero to someone. I’m not sure who I’m supposed to save, but I know who saved me.

We were kids. His name was Christopher. And up until the day he pulled me from death’s grip, he was nothing more than a boy I felt sorry for. In a blink of an eye, he became the only person who made me feel safe.

And then he disappeared.

Now I’m seventeen. I’m not a kid anymore. I haven’t been for years. While death didn’t take me that day, the things that happened left me with scars—the kind that robbed me of everything I once loved and drove me into darkness. But more than anything else, that day—and every day since—has taken away my desire to dream.

I wasn’t going to have hope. I wouldn’t let myself wish. Those things—they weren’t for girls like me. That’s what I believed…until the new boy.

He’s nothing like the old boy. He’s taller and older. His hair is longer, and his body is lean—strong and ready for anything. I don’t feel sorry for him. And sometimes, I hate him. He challenges me. From the moment I first saw him standing there on the baseball field, he pushed me—his eyes constantly questioning, doubting…daring. Still, something about him—it feels…familiar.

He says his name is Wes. But I can’t help but feel like he’s someone else. Someone from my past. Someone who’s come back to save me.

This time, though, he’s too late. Josselyn Winters, the girl he once knew, is gone. I am the threat; I am my worst enemy. And he can’t save me from myself.

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A Boy Like You was a wonderfully written novel that captured the angst and romance of a coming-of-age story beautifully. I didn’t expect it to be as angst-y of a read as it was, not just romantically but emotionally as well. The story is about a boy saving a girl, who then disappears, to then possibly reappear years later. But is it him? Scott weaves that mystery throughout, building it with a quiet-like mysteriousness, just as mysterious and brooding as our hero.

There was such beauty and pain in Joss. Her reckless nature that is tied so closely to her sense of abandonment is vivid and palpable at all times. That sort of hurt that she carried throughout pulled at me and ripped apart my insides with each page. With the introduction of her quiet savior, Wes, she finally has arms to fall back on again. But it doesn’t mean she will. Their slow burn romance lit the pages of the story, carrying them through the tango they danced, advancing and then losing ground. It’s the kind of romance that inspires the reader and is absolutely decadent to consume.

One thing I love about Scott is how she can write the subtle nuances of things so very well. She romanticized baseball and its connection to the both of them, making it a great secondary character. How Wes pitched, how he gazed at her, how his sinewy forearms reacted to his hold on the ball…Every word pulls you in and shows you the connection that is floating in the air, something that isn’t read but felt. Something that makes this story great.

A Boy Like You is gut-clenching, heart-wrenching, and amazing love story. Scott plays this tune well–forcing the quick turn of the pages and the angst-driven emotion until the very end. I don’t feel like any of my words speak to the true greatness of this novel, but I hope that you give it a try even if you don’t typically read YA. It’s a book that everyone should experience and I can’t recommend it highly enough. The beauty of it truly speaks for itself. I cannot wait for more.



Ginger Scott is an Amazon-bestselling and Goodreads Choice Award-nominated author of several young and new adult romances, including Waiting on the Sidelines, Going Long, Blindness, How We Deal With Gravity, This Is Falling, You and Everything After, The Girl I Was Before, Wild Reckless, Wicked Restless, In Your Dreams, The Hard Count, and Hold My Breath.

A sucker for a good romance, Ginger’s other passion is sports, and she often blends the two in her stories. (She’s also a sucker for a hot quarterback, catcher, pitcher, point guard…the list goes on.) Ginger has been writing and editing for newspapers, magazines and blogs for more than 15 years. She has told the stories of Olympians, politicians, actors, scientists, cowboys, criminals and towns.

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NEW RELEASE & REVIEW: Beauty and the Beast – The Classic

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One of our most beloved and elemental fairy tales, in versions from across the centuries and around the world—published to coincide with Disney’s live-action 3D musical film starring Emma Watson, Ian McKellen, Ewan McGregor, Audra McDonald, Kevin Kline, Stanley Tucci, and Emma Thompson

Nearly every culture tells the story of Beauty and the Beast in one fashion or another. From Cupid and Psyche to India’s Snake Bride to South Africa’s “Story of Five Heads,” the partnering of beasts and beauties, of humans and animals in all their variety—cats, dogs, frogs, goats, lizards, bears, tortoises, monkeys, cranes, warthogs—has beguiled us for thousands of years, mapping the cultural contradictions that riddle every romantic relationship.

In this fascinating volume, preeminent fairy tale scholar Maria Tatar brings together tales from ancient times to the present and from a wide variety of cultures, highlighting the continuities and the range of themes in a fairy tale that has been used both to keep young women in their place and to encourage them to rebel, and that has entertained adults and children alike. With fresh commentary, she shows us what animals and monsters, both male and female, tell us about ourselves, and about the transformative power of empathy.

For more than seventy years, Penguin has been the leading publisher of classic literature in the English-speaking world. With more than 1,700 titles, Penguin Classics represents a global bookshelf of the best works throughout history and across genres and disciplines. Readers trust the series to provide authoritative texts enhanced by introductions and notes by distinguished scholars and contemporary authors, as well as up-to-date translations by award-winning translators.



I had never read Beauty and the Beast before this, my only knowledge of it coming from the old Disney classic movie and in details regarding the upcoming revival, but we all know it. The romantic tale of a beautiful bookworm falling in love with the beast of a man. This version compared to Disney’s is very different, as is to be expected, but it is just as magical.

I loved reading this anthology of folklore and mythology and seeing how Beauty and the Beast shaped the stories after it. How each culture and country (from Japan to South Africa to Italy) has replicated the story in their own way. Each story magical and filled with lessons for its readers. But it has others stories, too; fairy tales the likes of which we’ve come to adore like Cinderella and Zeus and Europa.

All of these stories have a connection, a common theme, with a love story involving some sort of animal. The editor who compiled all of these tales, Maria Tatar, goes into depth about the mythology of love stories involving animals and the origin of our main story, something which I found very fascinating. Each story, none very long, began with a foreword from Tatar, explaining the story to us. Beauty and the Beast: Classic Tales About Animal Brides and Grooms from Around the World isn’t a story just for adults who wish to relive the beauty of folklore, but it can be shared with their children, too. With the upcoming movie, I think this novel is a great pairing to what lies beneath the surface of the tale, and how love can transcend everything.

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NEW RELEASE & REVIEW: The Deep End by Kristen Ashley

Honey Series Book One

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Enter a decadent sensual world where gorgeous alpha males are committed to fulfilling a woman’s every desire…

Olivier isn’t sure what he’s gotten himself into when he joins the Honey Club, only that a dark part of him hungers for the lifestyle offered by this exclusive club. Here, no boundary will be left untested…and one’s deepest fantasies will become an exquisite reality.

When Amélie invites Olivier to surrender, she gives the alpha submissive what he craves. Soon they both find themselves falling harder than they ever anticipated—but as their connection deepens, the truth about Olivier’s past could destroy everything…

Gripping and seductive, The Deep End is the first book in a sensational new series from bestselling author Kristen Ashley.



The Deep End promises to be something altogether different than what KA usually provides us with, but I assure you that it still retains the magical beauty of a KA book; it’s just a whole heck of a lot kinkier than anything she’s ever written. And that kink? It isn’t for kink’s sake, but rooted into each character because it is them, not just what they enjoy doing. Therein lies the specific allure of this book.

The erotic element in this novel is strong and wild, taking me to places I’ve never read nor expected to go. But KA carried me into it with finesse and care, never losing me in the process. Some may consider it too deeply rooted in the sexual aspect, but I see it as a powerful part to the character development because both Amelie and Olivier are led by their worries and insecurities. Anyone with any sort of kink feels different from the rest of the world, even surrounded by those who are similar. Both seek to find inner peace, and a home not only within oneself but with another who can assist in blocking out the outside world. The connection between these two are much deeper than sexual, and each sexual moment between the two gives them just a bit more into accepting who they are, what they require for mental and emotional sustenance. It’s powerful, really.

Olivier is the alpha we expect of a KA hero; him being an alpha-sub doesn’t diminish that. If possible, he’s even more alpha because he can submit. Amelie reminded me of Josephine from The Will. She’s cultured, poised, and searching for something her life hasn’t given her yet. Kristen Ashley wrote a woman who can be strong enough to handle the softness of a man letting go of his alpha qualities, even if just for awhile. And that, right there, is beautiful.

I know this novel won’t be for everyone and it can feel like a huge step outside of your comfort zone, but if you’re willing to open your mind, KA will take you on an amazing journey. The connection these two share underneath everything, the little nuances we’re shown here and there that are given without words, is truly inspiring to read. These two are sweet, romantic…and filled with love to give. The Deep End will challenge you and push your boundaries, but in the end, the journey is beyond worth it. I can’t imagine another author taking me there and I’m incredibly happy KA did because she created one hell of a love story.


As he slowly closed the door behind him and moved his eyes to look through the room, taking it in, she watched them get wide.

They dropped to her and his amusement was clear. Not only radiating from his gaze but twitching his lips.

Another unusual—and unacceptable—reaction.

He thought this was funny.

She hoped like fuck she had the opportunity to prove him wrong.

She crossed her arms on her chest and slightly put out a foot, like she was about to start tapping her toe. In the wrap dress she wore, she knew this opened the overlap, not exposing anything, but the promise for him was impossible to resist.

His attention dropped to her legs.

“In the playrooms,” she began with a snap, and his gaze cut to hers, “I want eye contact. Unless otherwise instructed, you should not only feel free to look me directly in the eyes, if I’m in your line of sight or I’m not giving you something that your body’s natural reaction would make it difficult to meet my gaze, I require it.”

She stood there staring as he did nothing but dip his chin in acknowledgment.


Exceptionally cheeky.


“Unless I’ve asked for their silence or for them to ask for leave to speak, I also require my toys to respond when they’re spoken to. Even if it’s only a ‘yes, Mistress,’ or ‘no, Mistress.’”

His stance relaxed, like he was settling in at the beginning of a show he found vaguely intriguing, and his deep rumble of a voice bounced like boulders through the room. “Yes, Mistress.”

Christ, even his voice declared his challenge.

“Excellent,” she allowed. “Your name?”

“Olivier,” he answered.


Also unusual, at least in this country. And interesting.

She liked it a great deal.

She studied him.

He let her, holding her eyes.

“I’m Mistress Amélie,” she eventually informed him.

“I know. You got a lotta fans out there…Mistress.”

The hesitation over him saying “Mistress” gave less of the impression he was testing her and more of the strange impression the word was unpracticed when, with any experienced sub, it would slip right off their tongue.

She made no comment to that.

“There are things we should go over,” she remarked.

“Right,” he stated, his big body adjusting again, now like he was settling in further, intent on giving her the same attention he would a flight attendant who gave the safety address.

That being no more than a courtesy.

She fought the shiver his actions created but allowed the irritation.

“Your safe word is kitten,” she stated.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You’re open to any kind of play,” she went on.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“It’s important and now’s the time to share should there be anything you wish me to shy away from, Olivier. Especially as this is the first time I’ve played with you.”

Something in his eyes flashed. Blue eyes that were the color of nothing and everything. Not sky. Not sea. Not midnight. A pure blue that only existed in the unchartable depths of a rainbow.

She felt that flash snake up between her thighs, taking residence in her womb.

He wanted this conversation done so she would play with him. He wanted the preliminaries over so they’d get to the good stuff.

He wanted her.

She stared into those blue eyes and for a moment felt mesmerized.

For God’s sake, Leigh, she berated herself in an effort to pull it together. Rainbow?

“Olivier,” she prompted.

“I’m open to anything,” he confirmed.




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The Farthest Edge

Honey Series Book Two

Release Date: June 6, 2017

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Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorise and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.
Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.


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REVIEW: Cheater by Rachel Van Dyken

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Lucas Thorn wasn’t born a cheater. All it took was a single moment—say, a certain disastrous incident on the night before his wedding—and boom. Reputation destroyed forever and always. So now he owns it. He has a lady friend for every night of the week (except Sundays—God’s day and all), and his rules are simple: No commitments. No exceptions.

But a certain smart-mouthed, strawberry blonde vixen is about to blow that all to hell.

Avery Black has never forgiven Lucas for cheating on her sister. And suddenly being forced to work with him is pretty much a nightmare on steroids. Of course, it does afford her the opportunity to make his life as difficult as possible. But no good revenge scheme comes without payback. Because he didn’t become the Lucas Thorn without learning a few things about women.

Now Avery’s lust for vengeance has turned into, well, lust. And if Lucas stops cheating, it’s definitely not because he’s falling in love…



If you’re a reader whose hard limit is cheating, don’t be scared away by the title nor the blurb. This story is not what you think it is; it’s actually quite fun and sexy with none of the kind of cheating you think there is. RVD’s brand of humor and playfulness is present as always, and it’s a unique tale of a man and a woman, the most unlikeliest of matches, finding their way to one another.

Cheater details a man made up of his choices–one choice in particular. His consequence for that night plays out daily with his schedule of women. But with the addition of Avery into his life, things become muddled and covered in static. It’s an unusual plot to a love story with these characters mired by the past and what connects them, but it works. The hilarity that ensues from a quick snowball of the situation gets funnier by the moment. Underneath the humor, though, lies the soul-deep connection these two share and I adored the way RVD carried us through their past and present.

I love stories of redemption and of true love, ones that have wry and witty characters, that ultimately show that faults or shortcomings aren’t what make you you. Cheater had all of that and more. I know fans of RVD will love it, and everyone will love Lucas Thorn and the impossible situation he’s in.



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Curious Liaisons Book Two; Standalone

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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.

She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!

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