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giovedì 31 gennaio 2019

New release & ARC Review 🔥 Lass by Harlow Rae 🔥

LASS by Harloe Rae
Release Date: January 31st
Cover designer: T-Red Designs
Photographer: Reggie Deanching & R plus M Photo 
Models: BT Urruela & Jess Birks




Blurb
Addison Walker is every fantasy I never dared to believe in.
Moving to this town was already monumental.
Finding her removes any lingering doubt.
She’s bold and vibrant.
Beautiful and confident.
Far too good for the likes of me.
Luckily, I’m not good at avoiding temptation.
My desire is growing beyond control.
I’m done watching on the sidelines.
When opportunity strikes, I eagerly take advantage.
Signing on the dotted line before thinking twice.
The repercussions cross my mind far too late.
When she swiftly sticks me in the friend-zone, there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.
Addison is just down the hall—might as well be miles away.
Temptation drives me to the edge of sanity.
She speaks to my deepest cravings like a siren.
Our chemistry blurs every line.
This battle seems impossible to win.
Yet my determination doesn’t wane.
It only takes one night to change everything.
After all, I didn’t wait all this time to settle for less.

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Excerpt
“Are you sure?” Because she isn’t acting like it.
“Yeah, this will solve the questioning.” That doesn’t sound so great.
I rock back on my heels. “About?”
Splotches of red stain her cheeks. “Ah, well… if this,” she motions between us, “was heading in a romantic direction.”
I feel the blood drain from my face. “What do you mean?”
“If we’re living together, the potential of us dating is zippo. We’ll be roommates and friends, but that’s all. Otherwise it will be awkward and tense and blah. No, thanks. Setting this boundary will cut out the possibility.”
I choke on the brick lodged in my throat. “Wait, what?”
“Can you imagine the mess we’d be stuck in if things went sour? Better to not chance it, right?”
No.
No, no, no.
I blink slowly, trying to process her words. Is this an unwritten rule I wasn’t aware of? And what, now I’m trapped in the friend-zone? I avert my eyes, glaring at a neon sign stuck to the far wall. An outcome that doesn’t involve us as a couple seems impossible. I rapidly search for a counter-argument, begging for a way out of this mess.
What the hell happens now?
About the Author:
Harloe Rae is an Amazon Top 100 bestselling author. Her passion for writing and reading has taken on a whole new meaning. Each day is an unforgettable adventure.
She’s a Minnesota gal with a serious addiction to romance. She’s always chasing an epic happily ever after. When she’s not buried in the writing cave, Harloe can be found hanging with her hubby and son. If the weather permits, she loves being lakeside or out in the country with her horses.
Harloe is the author of Redefining Us, Forget You Not, Watch Me Follow, GENT, MISS, and LASS. These titles are available on Amazon.
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New release 📷 Falling for the cowboy 🔥

FALLING FOR THE COWBOY

Bedtime Reads Book 3

By Kennedy Fox

Release Day – Jan 31



Synopsis:
Never trust a man who wears nothing more than a cowboy hat and ripped jeans who asks if you’d like to save a horse and ride a . . . well, you get the picture.
That should’ve been enough for me to walk away.
I’ve been warned on several occasions about southern men—with their sexy accents, charming manners, and the ability to easily get any woman in bed—which is something I’ll be avoiding.
Being a professional photographer has many perks—traveling around the world, calling all the shots, and working with subject matter that isn’t bad to look at—but Colton Langston with his washboard abs and baby blue eyes, could care less about my current project. He’s trouble, I know it, and he’s determined to make me work for every single photo. When I’m forced into riding lessons, I get way more than I ever bargained for, and by the time my trip is over, I’m in too deep.
Being with him was thrilling, but falling for him was unpredictable.
And ignoring him will be impossible.

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About Kennedy Fox

Brooke Cumberland & Lyra Parish are a duo of romance authors who teamed up to write under the USA TodayBestselling pseudonym, Kennedy Fox. They share a love of You’ve Got Mail and The Holiday. When they aren’t bonding over romantic comedies, they like to brainstorm new book ideas. One day, they decided to collaborate and have some fun creating new characters that’ll make your lady bits tingle and your heart melt. If you enjoy romance stories with sexy, tattooed alpha males and smart, independent women, then a Kennedy Fox book is for you!
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lunedì 21 gennaio 2019

New release & ARC Review 🔥 DRIFTER by Kristy Marie 😈

My review
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


For Connor Hayes I made a promise. To give him something different. So I won't tell you how amazing is this story, how incredibly powerful and tear-jerker is the plot development, how breathtaking and perfect is the chemistry between Bianca and Connor Hayes. Because DRIFTER is just PERFECT! But like I said I wrote a different review this time. A review based on the story, but also related to the drifing vibe, speed, flue, lights...so are you ready for the ride? 
Here it is!
Drifing is what she does the best. And she's really good at it. Doing it feed but also consume her. For so long all she got was a red light. until she got used to it. until she craved it, because she had no choice. But after the red light there will always come the green one. The one to guide her trough the light. And her green light has his name: Connor Hayes! when all that matters is speed and money. He shows up, with his cocky smile and playboy attitude. Somehow they were destinated to crush into each other. They need each other. 
He will show her how to slow down. And there in the shadows they reach for the other one's hand. Never judging or asking why. Never hesitating. To flue their mutual need in a silent understanding. Where the light defeat all the shadows and insecurities. Where the need goes above the own priorities, where that need turn into an addiction, to heal and keep trying, a reason to dare, to be better for the other one. where earning speed means making a heart beat again, holding tide, trusting and in the end enjoying the madly, deep, real Love's ride. 
Overall the story feels real, because of the intensity of all those emotions it brings up, that you can't ignore, that you will live with the characters. It will steal a lot of smiles from you but also some tears, but in the end the weakness is just the other face of the strength, right?
You absolutely need to pick this book up, because what Kristy did this time is not only phenomenal is above it. Is pure and real. It's a masterpiece. I really don't know how is she going to write something better than this, but I'm sure she will find a way. She just have to listen to her heart. F***k her doubts, feel the vibe, free her talent.
*ARC kindly provided in exchange for an honest review*



Blurb:
Bianca
Pretty things don’t distract me. In my line of work, a distraction will get you caught. Or in my case, blackmailed. But this isn’t the only time I’ve been hustled, and soon Connor Hayes will learn that men are only pawns in my end game. I don’t love. I hate. Even a pretty boy like him.
Hayes
Two wrongs don’t make a right. Except when they are five-foot-seven and hotter than my exhaust pipe. So, I blackmailed her. It was either that or turn her in. And if anyone was going to put her in handcuffs, it was going to be me. Bianca Morgan stole the only woman I’ve ever loved. It’s only fair she replace her.

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A self-proclaimed reader enthusiast, Kristy started her writing journey back in 2009, reading and writing when her daughter was napping. Establishing her place in Corporate America (because something had to pay the bills), writing became her dirty, late-night secret.
After eight long years, she released her debut novel, Commander in Briefs. It was a long road, but she can honestly say, the road less traveled had the most beautiful sights.
The only thing Kristy Marie loves as much as reading and writing is sports! Especially those that require muscles and a nice ass. Her favorite is, and always will be, baseball. She’s such a fan, that she even married her small town’s high school’s centerfielder where they still live with their three badass kids.

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sabato 19 gennaio 2019

New release 🔥Come to daddy by Brianna Hale 🔥


My review
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Call him, sugar daddy, Mr Smith or simply Misha, he still the best! I am officially in love with him! See, I can say it! Out and loud! I love Misha Smith. He is the daddy you will never stop dreaming of. The highest level of masculinity sex-appeal. Possessive & protective, demanding & tender, alpha but also so romantic. But don't call him a price charming. One, because he always wears suits & ties, and two because he has a different charm vibe, more naughty, more irresistible.
And Clara is a real good heroine. You will love her as well. But understand that Misha just hit the spot. I love him!
*ARC kindly provided in exchange for an honest review*

Blurb

Rules for the New Sugar Baby:

1. Are you worth it? Hell yes you are, ten times over

2. Hustle big, hustle hard and get out fast

3. Never, ever fall for your sugar daddy

I’ve always believed “I’m not that sort of girl,” but with my father’s debt to a bloodthirsty crime lord to pay off I have no choice but to dip into the sugar bowl.

Misha, a handsome older billionaire, is willing to pay top price for me. Something about my daddy doesn’t add up but with a debt to pay I don’t have the luxury of being picky. I’m the luxury in his life, his fantasy to fulfil, and I’m going to play my part to the fullest.

My name is Ciara, and when daddy calls, I come.

A full length novel from Brianna Hale. Book One of the LOVE DON'T COST A THING series.  

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giovedì 17 gennaio 2019

New Release & ARC Review 💕Sc**w you by Renee Hareless

Title: Scr*w You
Author: Renee Harless
Genre: Enemies-to-Lovers
Release Date: January 17, 2019
My review
⭐⭐⭐
Why I wanted to read this book? Well with such a title who would not? I really was enthusiastic and looking forward to getting this ARC. But sometimes the high expectations could not be confirmed. The story is an enemies to lovers. Is a a hate you so much that I'll end by loving you. Usually this is one of my favorite trope. Not this time. I don't have anything against the storyline, but for me is too flat, too obvious, too faded. But what really drove me nuts sometimes was her attitude. Someone tell this girl that she gets a mouth to speak and ask, for f**** hell. You have to live "torturing yourself" with endless questions and scenarios...And a thousand millions why to resolve the enigma. Girl when you have a doubt or simply you don't get it ASK! Ask why?! You aren't 12! You are a grew girl. Just ask him WHY?
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Blurb

Did you ever send an explicit picture to your significant other?

Well, I sent one to my ex back in college and his best friend Zack found it and showed the entire fraternity. Sure, I should have known better, but I was young, stupid, and in love.

Six years later, I’m bidding on a project for my ex’s company against my nemesis, his best friend.

Now, Zack’s trying to make my life a living hell while my ex has me jumping through hoops to land this job.

A job that I need regardless of how my body reacts to Zack, but my heart may have a completely different contract in mind.






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Author Bio


Renee Harless, her husband, and children live in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia.  She studied Communication, specifically Public Relations, at Radford University.

Growing up, Renee always found a way to pursue her creativity. It began by watching endless runs of White Christmas- yes even in the summer – and learning every word and dance from the movie. She could still sing Sister Sister if requested. In high school she joined the show choir and a community theatre group, The Troubadours. After marrying the man of her dreams and moving from her hometown she sought out a different artistic outlet – writing.

To say that Renee is a romance addict would be an understatement. When she isn’t chasing her toddler around the house, working her day job, or writing, she delves head first into a romance novel.


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mercoledì 16 gennaio 2019

Excerpt reveal 💙 We shouldn't by Vi keeland


We Shouldn’t
Release date January 21, 2019
A Standalone Contemporary Romance
#1 New York Times Bestselling Author Vi Keeland
COVER CREDITS:
Model: Lucas Bloms ♦ Cover designer: Sommer Stein, Perfect Pear Creative


SYNOPSIS
Bennett Fox walked into my life on one hell of a crappy Monday morning.
I was late for the first day at my new job—a job I’d now have to compete for even though I’d already worked eight years to earn it, because of an unexpected merger.
While I lugged my belongings up to my new office, a meter maid wrote me a parking summons.
She’d ticketed a long line of cars—except for the Audi parked in front of me, which happened to be the same make and model as mine.
Annoyed, I decided to regift my ticket to the car that had evaded a fine. Chances were, the owner would pay it and be none the wiser.
Except, I accidentally broke the windshield wiper while slipping the ticket onto the car’s window.
Seriously, my day couldn’t get any worse.
Things started to perk up when I ran into a gorgeous man in the elevator. We had one of those brief moments that only happened in movies.
You know the deal…your body lights up, fireworks go off, and the air around you crackles with electricity.
His heated stare left me flush when I stepped off the elevator.
Maybe things here wouldn’t be so bad after all.
Or so I thought.
Until I walked into my new boss’s office and met my competition.
The gorgeous man from the elevator was now my nemesis. His heated stare wasn’t because of any mutual attraction. It was because he’d saw me vandalize his car. And now he couldn’t wait to annihilate his rival.
There’s a fine line between love and hate—and we shouldn’t cross it.
We shouldn’t—but straddling that line could be so much fun.

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Figures.
It was the gorgeous guy I’d seen in the elevator. And here I thought we’d had a little spark.
Bennett Fox grinned like he’d already been named my boss and extended his hand. “Welcome to Foster Burnett.”
Ugh. He wasn’t just good looking; he knew it, too.
“That would be Foster, Burnett and Wren, as of a few weeks ago, right?” I iced my subtle reminder that this was now our place of employment with a smile, suddenly thankful my parents had made me wear braces until I was nearly sixteen.
“Of course.” My new nemesis smiled just as brightly. Apparently his parents had sprung for orthodontic care, too.
Bennett Fox was also tall. I once read an article that said the average height of a man in the US was five-foot-nine-and-a-half inches; less than fifteen percent of men stood taller than six feet. Yet the average height of more than sixty-eight percent of Fortune 500 CEOs was over six feet. Subconsciously, we related size to power in more ways than just brawn.
Andrew was six foot two. I’d guess this guy was about the same.
Bennett pulled out the guest chair next to him. “Please, have a seat.”
Tall and with gentlemanly manners. I disliked him already.
During the ensuing twenty-minute pep talk given by Jonas Stern—in which he attempted to convince us we weren’t vying for the same position, but instead forging the way as leaders of the now-largest ad agency in the United States—I stole glances at Bennett Fox.
Shoes: definitely expensive. Conservative, oxford in style, but with a modern edge of topstitching. Ferragamo would be my guess. Big feet, too.
Suit: dark navy, tailored to fit his tall, broad frame. The kind of understated luxury that said he had money, but didn’t need to flaunt it to impress you.
He had one long leg casually crossed over the other knee, as if we were discussing the weather rather than being told everything we’d worked twelve hours a day, six days a week for was suddenly at risk of being in vain.
At one point, Jonas had said something we both agreed with, and we looked at each other, nodding. Given the opportunity for a closer inspection, my eyes roamed his handsome face. Strong jaw, daringly straight, perfect nose—the type of bone structure passed down from generation to generation that was better and more useful than any monetary inheritance. But his eyes were the showstopper: a deep, penetrating green that popped from his smooth, tanned skin. Those were currently staring right at me.
I looked away, returning my attention to Jonas. “So what happens at the end of the ninety-day integration period? Will there be two Creative Directors of West Coast Marketing?”
Jonas looked back and forth between us and sighed. “No. But no one is going to lose his or her job. I was just about to tell Bennett the news. Rob Gatts announced he’ll be retiring in a few months. So there will be a position opening up for a creative director to replace him.”
I had no idea what that meant. But apparently Bennett did.
“So one of us gets shipped off to Dallas to replace Rob in the southwest region?” he asked.
Jonas’s face told me Bennett wouldn’t be happy about the prospect of heading to Texas. “Yes.”
All three of us let that sink in for a moment. The possibility of having to relocate to Texas shifted my mind back into gear, though.
“Who will make the decision?” I asked. “Because obviously you’ve been working with Bennett…”
Jonas shook his head and waved off what I was beginning to question. “Decisions like this—where two senior management positions are being merged into one office—the board will oversee and make the final determination of who gets first pick.”
Bennett was just as confused as me. “The board members don’t work with us on a daily basis.”
“No, they don’t. So they’ve come up with a method of making their decision.”
“Which is?”
“It’ll be based on three major client pitches. You’ll both come up with campaigns on your own and present them. The clients will pick which they like best.”
Bennett looked rattled for the first time. His perfect composure and self-assuredness took a hit as he leaned forward and raked long fingers through his hair.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. More than ten years, and my job here comes down to a few pitches? I’ve landed half-a-billion dollars of ad accounts for this company.”
“I’m sorry, Bennett. I really am. But one of the conditions of the Wren merger was that due consideration be given to the Wren employees in positions that might be eliminated because of duplicity. The deal almost didn’t go through because Mrs. Wren was so insistent that she not sell her husband’s company, only to have the new organization strip away all of Wren’s hard-working employees.”
That made me smile. Mr. Wren was taking care of his employees even after he was gone.
“I’m up for the challenge.” I looked at Bennett, who was clearly pissed off. “May the best woman win.”
He scowled. “You mean man.”


Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA TodayBestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over a hundred Bestseller lists and are currently translated in two dozen languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
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venerdì 11 gennaio 2019

New release & ARC Review 💋 TKT by L.J.Shen 💋

My review
⭐⭐⭐⭐


When you say TKT you say Wolfe Keaton. So get ready for his kiss, cuz damn that kiss is lethal, demanding and unforgettable. TKT has all the right elements to be one of your favorite read of this year. A great story, challenging and captivating. Addicted and real. Expect to feel the impact of Wolfe for real. That character is EVERYTHING! Leigh always know SO well to give to her heroes the perfect amount of mystery, alpha vibe, authenticity, charm and masculinity. You have no escape for him. But like all the strong heroes, he knows so damn well what or who he wants. And he simply get it. He doesn't know what NO means. But as strong and unbreakable he looks like, for most of the story he just show this aura of ice and steel, he also has his weakness. He needs to know how it feels to be loved and to love. To be the priority in someone else life. But to get there even a man like him must to work, because FRANCESCA won't make anything easy for him. She will test his limits like no other. She will be his biggest challenge and his greatest conquest. Pushing his bottons, sometimes driven by her angry sometime by the emphasis, or just to get a reaction for him. Breaking his walls won't be easy either. Especially because this wasn't her main goal. But slowly they allow to each other to get closer, to try and trust the other one. To learn and heal the other. To give everything and to be cherish. Because in the end, their relationship was from the very beginning a real push and pull addiction.
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Blurb
They say your first kiss should be earned.

Mine was stolen by a devil in a masquerade mask under the black Chicago sky.

They say the vows you take on your wedding day are sacred.

Mine were broken before we left church.

They say your heart only beats for one man.

Mine split and bled for two rivals who fought for it until the bitter end.

I was promised to Angelo Bandini, the heir to one of the most powerful families in the Chicago Outfit.

Then taken by Senator Wolfe Keaton, who held my father’s sins over his head to force me into marriage.

They say that all great love stories have a happy ending.

I, Francesca Rossi, found myself erasing and rewriting mine until the very last chapter.

One kiss.

Two men.

Three lives.

Entwined together.

And somewhere between these two men, I had to find my forever.
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“Are you sure you’re on my card?” I turned to the man with a polite yet distant smile. I was still disoriented from the exchange with Angelo when the stranger pulled me against his hard body and pressed a possessive hand lower than socially acceptable on my back, a second from groping my butt.

“Answer me,” I hissed.

“My bid on your card was the highest,” he replied dryly.

“The bids are undisclosed. You don’t know how much other people have paid,” I kept my lips pursed to keep myself from yelling.

“I know it’s nowhere near the realm of what this dance is worth.”

Un-freaking-believable.

We began to waltz around the room as other couples were not only spinning and mingling but also stealing envious glances at us. Naked, raw ogles that told me that whomever the blonde he’d come to the masquerade with was, she wasn’t his wife. And that I might have been all the rage in The Outfit, but the rude man was in high demand, too.

I was stiff and cold in his arms, but he didn’t seem to notice—or mind. He knew how to waltz better than most men, but he was technical, and lacked warmth and Angelo’s playfulness.

“Nemesis.” He took me by surprise, his rapacious gaze stripping me bare. “Distributing glee and dealing misery. Seems at odds with the submissive girl who entertained Bishop and his horsey wife at the table.”

I choked on my own saliva. Did he just call the governor’s wife horsey? And me submissive? I looked away, ignoring the addictive scent of his cologne, and the way his marble body felt against mine.

“Nemesis is my spirit animal. She was the one to lure Narcissus to a pool where he saw his own reflection and died of vanity. Pride is a terrible illness.” I flashed him a taunting smirk.

“Some of us could use catching it.” He bared his straight white teeth.

“Arrogance is a disease. Compassion is the cure. Most gods didn’t like Nemesis, but that’s because she had a backbone.”

“Do you?” He arched a dark eyebrow.

“Do I…?” I blinked, the courteous grin on my face crumpling. He was even ruder when we were alone.

“Have a backbone,” he provided. He stared at me so boldly and intimately, it felt like he breathed fire into my soul. I wanted to step out of his touch and jump into a pool full of ice.

“Of course, I do,” I responded, my spine stiffening. “What’s with the manners? Were you raised by wild coyotes?”

“Give me an example,” he said, ignoring my quip. I was beginning to draw away from him, but he jerked me back into his arms. The glitzy ballroom distorted into a backdrop, and even though I was starting to notice that the man behind the demi-mask was unusually beautiful, the ugliness of his behavior was the only thing that stood out.

I am a warrior and a lady…and a sane person who can deal with this horrid man.

“I really like Angelo Bandini.” I dropped my voice, slicing my gaze from his eyes and toward the table where Angelo’s family had been seated. My father was sitting a few seats away, staring at us coldly, surrounded by Made Men who chatted away.

“And see, in my family, we have a tradition dating back ten generations. Prior to her wedding, a Rossi bride is to open a wooden chest—carved and made by a witch who lived in my ancestors’ Italian village—and read three notes written to her by the last Rossi girl to marry. It’s kind of a good luck charm mixed with a talisman and a bit of fortunetelling. I stole the chest tonight and opened one of the notes, all so I could rush fate. It said that tonight I was going to be kissed by the love of my life, and well…” I drew my lower lip into my mouth and sucked it, peering under my eyelashes at Angelo’s empty seat. The man stared at me stoically, as though I was a foreign film he couldn’t understand. “I’m going to kiss him tonight.”

“That’s your backbone?”

“When I have an ambition, I go for it.”
A conceited frown crinkled his mask, as if to say I was a complete and utter moron. I looked him straight in the eye. My father taught me that the best way to deal with men like him was to confront, not run. Because, this man? He’d chase.
About the Author
L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.
Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.
She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.


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