Friday, July 29, 2016

Bad Judgment Teaser

Bad Judgment

By Meghan March

Release Day – August 22, 2016

He’s so arrogant.

She’s so self-righteous.

I can’t stand him.

I want her.

He’s a distraction I don’t need.

She’ll say yes eventually because I’m not giving up.

Justine Porter is stuck between a rock and a stripper pole. She lost her law school scholarship, which means she has two choices to keep her life on track: strip for her tuition or tutor the most distractingly sexy guy in her class—the one she’s been turning down for two years straight. It should be an easy choice, but tutoring Ryker Grant could derail her plans to graduate with honors faster than two-for-one night at the Déjà Vu. Then again, topless has never really been her color.

She could take the easy road, just this once . . . but the deal has enough loopholes to trip anyone up.

Who knew they taught bad judgment in law school?

Love Blooms On Main Street

Title: Love Blooms on Main Street
Author: Olivia Miles
Series: The Briar Creek Series, #4
On Sale: July 26, 2016
Publisher: Forever
Format: Mass Market & eBook
Price: $5.99 USD (MM) & $4.99 USD (eBook)

Love is always in season . . .

Florist Ivy Birch fantasizes about the day a man will surprise her with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Especially if that man happens to be Brett Hastings. One stolen kiss at her best friend's wedding and Ivy can't get the sexy ER doctor out of her head.

In the small town of Briar Creek, you can't avoid anyone for very long. Not that Brett has been trying to avoid Ivy. He just can't afford to let anything distract him from his work-not again. So when a hospital fundraiser throws them together, love is the last thing on his mind. But with her quick wit and sweet laugh, soon the one woman he's tried to keep at arm's length is capturing his heart...


Mistletoe On Main Street, #1
A Match Made On Main Street, #2
Hope Springs On Main Street, #3
Love Blooms On Main Street, #4
Christmas Comes To Main Street, #5


A small gasp escaped from her but was quickly silenced by the firm press of Brett’s mouth on hers. Unlike their last kiss, which had felt so tender, this time Brett was leaving no room for confusion about his intentions. She stiffened against his touch, trying to resist him, but pleasure pooled warm in her stomach and the space between her legs began to ache as he wrapped two arms around her waist and pulled her to his chest.

Oh, God. She wanted to fight this. The feeling he was stirring within her. The need for more. She opened her mouth to him, letting him in. He kissed her deeply, not giving her a chance to break away, and she wasn’t so sure she could, even if she wanted to. Her hands, which had been pushed off her hips by the strength of his arms, hung loosely at her sides, as if determined to stay out of this drama she was creating for herself, but, like her mouth, they lost the fight. She slid her hands up onto Brett’s arms, taking in every curve of his hard muscles, and up onto his shoulders as she leaned into him. His breath was heavy as he kissed her harder, and she parted her legs to let his slide between and press against the tightness that was building within her.

“What are we doing?” she asked when they finally came apart. She blinked up at him and resisted the urge to flatten his disheveled locks. I did that, she realized with a flutter.

“I don’t really know.” Brett’s voice was low and coarse. “But I like it.”

She firmed her mouth and smoothed her dress. Not good enough.

Turning to stare at the folding table, she felt her spirits begin to sag. She’d let him in again. Let him take her to places she’d wanted, to dream dreams that should have stayed in her unconscious. And nothing had changed. Men don’t change, Ivy. That’s what her mother had always said. When would she learn?

“Well, it can’t happen again,” she insisted.

“Oh no?”

She glanced back to see that slow, sexy smile. “No.” But even as she said it, her body was saying yes.

Holy sweetness, batman! This book was pure fluff, and I mean that in the best way possible. I will admit to loving my dark and gritty books but sometimes the best books are the ones that have me continuously sighing as I read them. Love Blooms on Main Street was one of those books, and these characters had me swooning almost the whole time. 

Ivy is the local florist in Briar Creek and one of the sweetest people you could meet. But after the guy she's been crushing on since childhood kisses her and then takes off, she's feeling anything but sweet. And now that Brett is back in town her plan is to just avoid him and forget that kiss ever happened. 

A lot easier said than done. Brett's working at the local hospital and even though it's a temporary position he got roped into organizing an upcoming fundraiser. Which puts him right in Ivy's path again. He may be a commitment-phobe, and wants to leave town as soon as he can, but he can't deny the chemistry he and Ivy have. And keeping himself away from her is the last thing on his mind. 

This is one of those books that completely surprised me. I was expecting the abundant amount of sweetness, but I wasn't expecting it to make me fall so hard for these characters. And usually I'm waxing poetic about the Hero and how hot he was, but not this time. No, this time it was the heroine that stole the show and had me paying the most attention. I loved how real Ivy was, and how overall she was just a nice person trying not to get hurt in life. She was a very easy character to connect to and made this reading experience the best it could be. 

Her medical condition, at first, scared me because when it was first brought up I wasn't sure how the author would handle it. But I ended up actually loving how it was intertwined within the story and never took on too big of a roll. It was a serious issue, so I did think it should have been brought up, but I'm glad there wasn't some over the top drama that went with it, which is what worried me the most.

Overall, I definitely think any romance reader would enjoy this story. It was my first book by Olivia Miles but it made me want to go back and get my hands on anything she's ever written. The book did mention past character but I was never lost, so it can be read as a standalone with no issue. Though it is highly possible that it will make you want the past books asap. 


Olivia Miles is a Chicago-based romance writer. Having grown up in New England, Olivia attended McGill University in Montreal, Quebec before settling in Chicago where she lives with her husband, their daughter, and two ridiculously pampered pups.

When she is not chasing after her little ones, she is hard at work creating feisty heroines and alpha heroes with a heart. A city girl with a fondness for small-town charm, Olivia enjoys highlighting both ways of life in her stories.

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Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Waking Up with a Billionaire

Title: Waking Up With A Billionaire
Author: Katie Lane
Series: The Overnight Billionaires, #3
On Sale: July 26, 2016
Publisher: Forever
Format: Mass Market & eBook
Price: $6.99 USD

He can have anything he wants...except her

Famed artist Grayson Beaumont is the most elusive of the billionaire Beaumont brothers. He has a reputation for seducing any woman with only a look, word, or sensual stroke of his brush. But now Grayson has lost all his desire to paint . . . unless he can find a muse to unlock his creative-and erotic-imagination.

Chloe knew she might have to shed her clothes when she agreed to pose for the celebrated artist, but she wasn't expecting to shed all her inhibitions as well. Under his intense scrutiny, there's nothing she can hide...including a secret from her past that, once exposed, will change how he looks at her forever.

A Billionaire Between The Sheets, #1
A Billionaire After Dark, #2
Waking Up With A Billionaire, #3

 “Stay right where you are . . .”

Stretched out on the floor in front of Grayson, Chloe just felt sexy. The feeling only intensified as he took a seat and started to draw. 

The way he painted was twice as sensuous as the way he drew. The brush was like an extension of his hand and the canvas her body. Wherever his hot gaze landed, she felt the stroke of his brush. Her feet. Her legs. Her breasts. Her warm center. 

He made her feel beautiful. Breathtaking. And wicked.

She now understood what being “captured on canvas” meant. Right now she was Grayson’s. For all eternity, she wanted to be . . . 


She didn’t realize she had spoken until his hand halted in mid-brushstroke. His gaze found hers, and he dropped the brush and slowly rose from the stool and looked down at her with hungry eyes. She remained perfectly still. 

A willing sacrifice on the altar of Grayson . . . 

“Who told you that I’ve bedded hundreds of women?”
“No one had to tell me. If you make the other women you paint feel the way I do, it just makes sense.”

Grayson lifted his head, and his eyes drilled right through her. “How do I make you feel, Chloe?”

It was past sexual attraction. Past anything she had ever felt with another man. But she couldn’t tell him that. Not when she was leaving. So instead of answering, she leaned in and kissed him. She kissed him with everything she had. 

Without breaking the kiss, he stood and pulled her up with him. The warmth of his body spooned around her made her feel warm and secure, and she closed her eyes and drifted. She was in that place between wakefulness and dreamland when he whispered.

“You’re wrong, Chloe. You’re the only woman I can’t resist . . .”

Waking Up with a Billionaire is the sweet, enticing story of Grayson Beaumont and his leading lady, Chloe McAlister. Chloe offers her modeling service to Grayson in order to get enough money to flee the Country, and her ex. But Grayson is currently going through an artistic-block and hasn't been painting anything in months, so instead of giving her the job he takes her back to his place where she'll be safe. Slowly they both find out each other's secrets and get closer than they ever thought possible. 

This was my first read from Katie Lane but I can promise that I will be going back to read the rest of this series. I loved the way she wrote these characters and made us, as readers, dig to find their true personalities. Chloe was really great to get to know more about and her vulnerability made it very easy to connect to her. I was rooting for her from the very beginning and getting to see her have her HEA was like watching my best friend fall in love. It just felt that real.

If you're looking for a cute, contemporary romance than this is the book for you. There was just a little bit of angst but nothing over the top or dragged on for too long. I liked the intrigue it added to the story and think everyone else will too. I also loved the secondary characters that were in the story so I can't wait to go back and read the first two books. And I'm hoping that maybe Chloe's family will get a story.

About the Author

Katie Lane is the USA Today bestselling author of the Deep in the Heart of Texas, Hunk for the Holidays, and Overnight Billionaires series.  Katie lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and when she isn't writing, enjoys reading, going to the gym, golfing, traveling, or just snuggling next to her high school sweetheart and cairn terrier Roo.

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Ultimate Courage

Title: Ultimate Courage
Author: Piper J. Drake
Series: True Heroes, #2
On Sale: July 26, 2016
Publisher: Forever
Formats: Mass Market & eBook
Price: $6.99 USD (MM) / $5.99 USD (eBook)


Retired Navy SEAL Alex Rojas is putting his life back together, one piece at a time. Being a single dad to his young daughter and working at Hope's Crossing Kennels to help rehab a former guard dog, he struggles every day to control his PTSD. But when Elisa Hall shows up, on the run and way too cautious, she unleashes his every protective instinct. 

Elisa's past never stays in her rearview mirror for long, and she refuses to put anyone else in danger. But with Alex guarding her so fiercely yet looking at her so tenderly, she's never felt safer . . . or more terrified that the secrets she keeps could put countless people in grave peril. The only way for both to fully escape their demons will take the ultimate act of courage: letting go and learning to trust each other.

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The Summer That Melted Everything

The Summer That Melted Everything 
Tiffany McDaniel

Fielding Bliss has never forgotten the summer of 1984: the year a heat wave scorched Breathed, Ohio. The year he became friends with the devil.

Sal seems to appear out of nowhere - a bruised and tattered thirteen-year-old boy claiming to be the devil himself answering an invitation. Fielding Bliss, the son of a local prosecutor, brings him home where he's welcomed into the Bliss family, assuming he's a runaway from a nearby farm town.

When word spreads that the devil has come to Breathed, not everyone is happy to welcome this self-proclaimed fallen angel. Murmurs follow him and tensions rise, along with the temperatures as an unbearable heat wave rolls into town right along with him. As strange accidents start to occur, riled by the feverish heat, some in the town start to believe that Sal is exactly who he claims to be. While the Bliss family wrestles with their own personal demons, a fanatic drives the town to the brink of a catastrophe that will change this sleepy Ohio backwater forever.

Q.   When did you first decide to write?
A.  As a child, writing was the first thing I remember doing without any external influence or direction.  I didn’t ever decide to write.  It is something I am drawn to do as naturally as if a rope is knotted around me on one end and tied around words on the other.  I’m tied to writing and without it I am lost.  I can’t find my way home to infinity.  I’m let loose like a ghost out of flesh, raging against the land that will not have me.  The skies that will not fly me.  Writing is my safety on the other side of the fall.  I don’t exist without it.      

Q. When did you first consider writing as a career?
A. I wouldn’t realize writing was a profession I could have until I was in middle school and the guidance counselor came to my class to talk to us about what we wanted to be when we got older.  Writing was just so wonderful to me I didn’t think you could get paid to do it.  My parents had jobs, very hard jobs that made them tired and not a lot of money.  So I thought that’s what I would have to do.  Have a job I didn’t like.  Though it took me eleven long years to get a publishing contract, realizing I could have writing as a career, was like being told I could pocket all the stars in the night sky and have light with me forever.  

Q.  Has it been a difficult journey to publication for you?
A.  It has been a very difficult journey, as it is for most authors.  I won’t take away from other authors and their struggles.  But I will say the genre I write, which is literary fiction, is really hard to get publishers to take a chance on because it is not as financially returnable as commercial or genre fiction.  Especially when you write darker material, like I do.  For me, it was eleven years of rejection upon rejection.  Those eleven years was like being in an abyss, screaming until my voice was hoarse.  Crying until I had no more tears to shed.   I feel for those authors still on the journey to publication.  To them I say never give up.  Stand up when rejection knocks you down, and fight.  Fight for your dream of being a published author.  It will happen for you one day.  Believe that your name is meant to be on a book and never lose faith that it will be.  

Q.  What is The Summer that Melted Everything about?
A.  The Summer that Melted Everything is about an eighty-four-year-old man named Fielding Bliss, who is looking back on his life during one summer in 1984 when he was thirteen-years-old and his father, Autopsy Bliss, invited the devil to their small town called Breathed, Ohio. Who answers the invitation ends up being a boy in overalls and bruises.  This boy’s arrival comes the first day of a hell-hot heat-wave that carries through the entire course of the summer. This is not just a story about the heat, but a story of everything that melted in that heat.  Family, friendships, innocence, and even lives.  Puddles of all of these things melted down.  That is what this story is.  A man trying to survive ferrying these puddles, which to him have become oceans he must cross to once again find the bliss of his name. 
Q.  Is your book based on personal experiences? 
A.  While the story itself is not based on personal experience, the landscape certainly is.  The story takes place in the fictional town of Breathed, Ohio, which is a landscape very much reflective of my childhood summers and school-year weekends spent in southern Ohio, where the hills speak, the creek paces in its own good time, and the roads are dirt-laid and grass-lined. That wildflower song, front porch chatter, and southern twang has shaped me as a writer. Having spent my childhood summers down-home was like being one of the rolling hills, forever rooted in rust and dirt and moon-shine magic.  

Q.  What's next for you? 
A.  I have eight completed novels and am working on my ninth.  The novel I’m hoping to follow The Summer that Melted Everything up with is titled, When Lions Stood as Men.  It’s the story of a Jewish brother and sister who escape Nazi Germany, cross the Atlantic Ocean, and end up in my land of Ohio.  Struggling with the guilt of surviving the Holocaust, they create their own camp of judgment.  Being both the guards and the inmates, they punish themselves not only for surviving, but for the sins they know they cannot help but commit. 

Q.  Do you have anything you would like to say to readers?  And where can readers find you?
A.  I would like to say to readers that without you, there are no novelists to be had.  Readers give meaning to an author’s words.  So if you like a book, tell everyone you know.  Be that book’s champion because if you do, you’re being a champion for the author herself.  My only hope is that readers like what I’ve written.  That they can count on me to deliver a story that is worth both their time and their hard-earned money.  Nothing would make me happier than to know a reader has finished one of my books with the pleasure of having read it.  That’s what I strive for as an author.  To be someone’s favorite author as so many authors have been mine.  
As far as where readers can find me, I’m not on social media, but they can jump on to my website here at

Readers can also connect with me directly through my website.  That connection to readers is very important to me.  As I’ve said, they’re the ones who determine an author’s entire career. How can I not give them some of my time, when they’ve given me some of their time reading my book?

Monday, July 25, 2016

Broken Prince

Broken Prince
Erin Watt

These Royals will ruin you…

From wharf fights and school brawls to crumbling lives inside glittery mansions, one guy tries to save himself.

Reed Royal has it all—looks, status, money. The girls at his elite prep school line up to date him, the guys want to be him, but Reed never gave a damn about anyone but his family until Ella Harper walked into his life.

What started off as burning resentment and the need to make his father’s new ward suffer turned into something else entirely—keep Ella close. Keep Ella safe. But when one foolish mistake drives her out of Reed’s arms and brings chaos to the Royal household, Reed’s entire world begins to fall apart around him.

Ella doesn’t want him anymore. She says they’ll only destroy each other.

She might be right.

Secrets. Betrayal. Enemies. It’s like nothing Reed has ever dealt with before, and if he’s going to win back his princess, he’ll need to prove himself Royally worthy.

This series just keeps getting more crazy an totally addictive an I just love it the story carries on from where the last ended on the shitty ending that just killed me I really wanted to throw my kindle against the wall but that would make me even more miserable 

Again in this book The Royals find themselves in some really crappy situation they start look up then something happens it's just totally mad but I love it the sexy brothers r still hot an do lose there cool quiet a bit in this an brotherly love isn't alway there but there The Royals an there life is nothing but easy an in Reed's case life as turned upside down is a short space of time.

I don't really want to say much about this book cause it's just brilliant an if it gets spoilt it will just spoil the whole thing but I am going to warn u the ending is crazy an yes there is a cliffy an it's crazy I can't believe it ended where it did I'm shocked gobsmacked angry and thinking I've mad again the story had my sucked in from the very first page I love the way the authors work so well together an even though this book is jammed with so many twists an turns an the ended left me again wanting to throw my kindle I just love it sooooooo much I just think The Royals are awesome an Ella is just kick ass in this she is great but I was on an emotional roller coaster al the way through it I just didn't know what would happen next 

I can't say enough good things about this book it just as everything that I want in a book the only thing that's annoying is the Cliffy but I knew it was coming everything I m reading is ending on a damn Cliffy grrrr but if u haven't read Paper Princess u have to end of story it's the best book I've read this yr an this book just made this series so much better even though it's already amazing I highly highly highly recommend this it's that good ; ) xxx 

First, let me start by saying if you haven't read Paper Princess yet, you need to do that right away. Fall for the hype and dive right into it. Trust me when I say this isn't just a book people are fangirling about for no reason. There's a reason, and it's because it's a brilliant book. 

Broken Prince starts off a little before where the previous book left off, and this time it gives us Reed's POV of what happened. And my theory of what was going on was actually right! Well, one of them, I had like fifteen different scenarios going through my mind after I finished reading Paper Princess. I can't say anything about the plot because you definitely need to go into this series blind, but just know that it gets pretty damn crazy in the best way possible. 

I actually really enjoyed where these authors took the story from there and twisted it around to be Reed's story to tell. We still got Ella's POV but Reed was heavier into the story and kind of made this book his own. I loved that we learned so much more about him and his family, bad parts and all.At the beginning of this out of control journey with this family I never imagined I would turn to like any of the Royals, but now I'm loving every single on of them. 

Broken Prince brought a lot more drama to the table, which I didn't think would be possible, and it made this story addicting. Seriously, I tried my damnedest to stay up all night reading because I never wanted to stop reading. And since I passed out somewhere near the end, I got up the next morning, didn't even bother to worry about my morning coffee, just pulled on some pants and left so I could read the whole way to work. Even read while walking to my desk because I was at 92% and there was not a shot in hell I was stopping. My co-workers thinking I'm crazy is a very small price to pay for this book. 

I can't get over the ending, the last 20% or so. It had me consumed. These authors were not lying when they said these Royals will ruin you. They have destroyed me in the most blissful of ways. It's like they've become my crack.

Now I do have to mention, though, that in all honestly there was a portion of the book where I was thinking my rating would only end up being three stars. Even with as much as I loved the overall story, there was a big part in the middle of the book that seemed like it was just filler to make the story longer. There were things happening but nothing that was intriguing me too much. If I didn't know how much these authors can captivate me I would have been perfectly fine with that chunk of the story being slow, but I just felt like the middle didn't live up to my expectations of them. 

Overall, I will physically push a person into reading this series if I have to. It's that good! These authors were somehow able to take this book and twist it into something completely unique with this weird combination of teen drama, intrigue, suspense, love, loss, and mystery. Having so many things happening at once, and making me as a reader question everything made all of it just work really well together and I will never get over how great it turned out to be.


Off Limits


Off Limits by Lola Darling

Release Date: July 25th, 2016 

Genre: Contemporary Romance 


Cover Model: Jacob Cooley 

Cover Designer: Jennifer Watson, Social Butterfly PR

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I hate Max Davis.
I hate his cocky, overconfident smirk and the way every woman in the office drools over him. I hate the irresistible way he fills out his suit and his manwhore ways. I hate his tempting touch and the way he makes me want to break all the rules. His Clark Kent Glasses, his cheesy sense of humor, his animalistic desire to have me—on my desk, against the filing cabinet, spread out across the conference table. I hate that he's my number one competition and if we're caught, I lose it all. And most of all, I hate that he's off-limits and I just can't stay away.

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Chloe is trying to work her way up to partner in the law firm where she currently works. But in order to do that, work needs to be her only focus. Not friends, or going out, and certainly not men. But when Max get assigned to a case she's currently working she starts to realize just how much she's been missing out on. Max is the playboy of the office, the one that takes that no fraternization policy and stomps on it. Certainly not someone she should get involved in. And yet, she just can't stop fantasizing about him. 

I've only read one other book by Lola Darling, Teach Me. But it made a big impression on me, so when I saw she was releasing a new book I just had to have it. Even before I read the blurb I knew I was going to have to read it and that I would love it. And I wasn't wrong. 
I enjoyed this story and getting the two very different characters that Lola brought us. It was interesting to see Max, the laid back one, with Chloe, the more uptight one. They prove that opposites not only attract, they work brilliantly together also. I actually enjoyed the fact that the sexiness was a little slow to start because it created some very interesting banter between Max and Chloe as she was turning him down. 

It's true that I was expecting something much hotter than what we got. But it didn't disappoint me at all since we got plenty of scenes between these characters with the bonus of a sweet romantic story mixed in. I definitely recommend this book and anything else this author has written, especially Teach Me for anyone in the mood for a sweet and sexy read. 

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About Lola:

Lola Darling is a romantic with a naughty side. Born and raised in Texas, she's a lover of lip gloss, a Star Wars junkie and full time book nerd. When not writing steamy, smutty novels, she can be found playing with her cute and cuddly Rottweiler, Rocky, or spoiling her eight adorable nieces and nephews rotten. 

Sunday, July 24, 2016

The Opportunist

The Opportunist 
Tarryn Fisher

Olivia Kaspen is a sharp tongued manipulator used to always getting what she wants. With just one exception-Caleb Drake, the one she foolishly let slip away. After a chance encounter brings Caleb back into her life, Olivia finds herself wanting a second chance with her first love, and asking herself how far she is willing to go to get him back. Her only problem is a red head named Leah, Caleb's new love. Olivia must fight for what was once hers, and in the process discover that sometimes love falls short of redemption.

When Olivia spots Caleb in a music store, she can't believe that he's really there. After everything that has happened between them, she's sure that Caleb won't even talk to her, but when she nears him, Olivia realizes that he doesn't recognize her. 
After a car accident, Caleb has lost his memory and can't remember anything. It's a low blow from Olivia, but this is her opportunity to have some time with him again, until he gains his memory back..

“You can only give your heart away once, after that, everything else will chase your first love”

Wow...let me say..Wow! Two weeks have passed since I have read this book and I'm still speechless. 

When I ventured into this one, I had no expectations. I honestly picked up this one only because I needed something different and new, but I would have never expected to find one of the best books ever.

What's the first word that comes to my mind when I think about "The opportunist"? Mindblowing. 

I couldn't stop reading this story, I needed to know more, but at the same time I needed time to process everything I was reading. It was such a roller coaster ride and when I finished it, all I could do was stare at the wall and think "What the fuck did I just read?"

The narration of the story swings from past to present, and while this usually irks me, in this case it was perfectly done and it never once annoyed me. Tarryn Fisher's writing style is flowing and excellent, and that's one of the reasons why you can't stay away from this story.

The relationship between Caleb and Olivia was FUCKED UP. There are lies and secrets and they both keep hurting each other.

Olivia is a difficult character, she's tough on the exterior, but at the same time so fragile. She did everything she could to make everyone hate her, but I really couldn't..I don't really know why, but in the end I felt sorry for her.

“I was a relationship retard. I kicked, shoved, and punched people out of my life, so they never had a chance to hurt me.”

I can't wait to see where the story goes, I am cheering for Olivia and Caleb to find some peace together. 

If you haven't read this book, what are you waiting for? I have waited long enough and I'm kicking myself for this! Go in! This book will leave you speechless and with a huge book hangover!

Because Alice loved this book so much she's giving an e-book copy of The Opportunist to one lucky winner on Facebook! 

Thursday, July 21, 2016


As a (very late) one year blogiversary and in celebration of having almost 1000 likes we're doing a huge giveaway! There will be four options, 

Option A: Signed paperbacks
- Thizz, A Love Story by Nicole Loufas
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Option B: Romance Paperbacks, not signed
- Hopeful by Louise Bay
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- Heartless by Kat Martin
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The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn’t exactly make a good impression.
I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date.
He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice.
So I told him to mind his own damn business—his own tall, gorgeous, full-of-himself damn business—and went back to my miserable date.
When he walked by my table, he smirked, and I watched his arrogant, sexy ass walk back to his date.
I couldn’t help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room.  Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked.
When the gorgeous stranger and his equally hot date suddenly appeared at our table, I thought he was going to rat me out.
But instead, he pretended we knew each other and joined us—telling elaborate, embarrassing stories about our fake childhood.
My date suddenly went from boring to bizarrely exciting.
When it was over and we parted ways, I thought about him more than I would ever admit, even though I knew I’d never see him again.
I mean, what were the chances I’d run into him again in a city with eight million people?
Then again…
What were the chances a month later he’d wind up being my new sexy boss?


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“Sorry, I wasn’t looking where—” 

I froze.

The sight of Chase standing there was almost enough to knock me over. I’d secretly hoped to see him, yet never thought I actually would. What are the chances? I did a double take, sure I was seeing things. But it was him all right, in the flesh. And what flesh it is. Standing there shirtless and wet—wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung swim trunks—he had me stuttering. Literally. 

“Ch…Ch…Ch—” I couldn’t get the word out. 

Of course, Chase didn’t miss a beat. He smirked and leaned in. “You do a cute train impression, Buttercup.” 

He remembers me.

I shook my head, attempting to snap myself out of it. But it was no use. He was so tall, and I was so short, I had no choice but to stare at his body. Water trickled down his abs. I was mesmerized watching it speed up and slow down as it crossed the rippled lines of his six-pack. Damn. 

I cleared my throat and finally spoke. “Chase.” 

I was pretty freaking proud of myself for getting that much out. He had a towel slung around his neck and lifted it to dry off his dripping hair, revealing even more flesh. His pectoral muscles were carved and perfect. And—oh, my God…is that… Holy shit. It is. His nipples were cold and erect, and one of them was….was…pierced. 

About the Author

Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is an attorney and a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, & USA Today Best Selling author.  Over the last three years, eleven of her titles have appeared on the USA Today Bestseller lists and four on the New York Times Bestseller lists.  

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The club comes first. 

I’ve lived by those words my whole life—assumed I’d die by them, too, and I never had a problem with that. My Reaper brothers took my back and I took theirs and it was enough. Then I met her. Tinker Garrett. She’s beautiful, she’s loyal, and she works so damned hard it scares me sometimes . . . She deserves a good man—one better than me. I can’t take her yet because the club still needs me. There’s another woman, another job, another fight just ahead. 

Now she’ll learn I’ve been lying to her all along. None of it’s real. Not my name, not my job, not even the clothes I wear. She thinks I’m nice. She pretends we’re just friends, that I’ve still got a soul . . . Mine’s been dead for years. Now I’m on fire for this woman, and a man can only burn for so long before he destroys everything around him.

I’m coming for you, Tinker. 



It was almost seven that evening when I felt the AC kick back on. I’d been lying on my back on the (relatively) cool tile floor behind the counter, staring up at the pressed-tin ceiling and trying to remember why I hadn’t already moved back to Seattle.
In Seattle it rained.

Cool breezes blew off the bay and the lush greenery covered everything with its shaded canopy. People didn’t really need air-conditioning, but if they happened to have it and it broke, there were lots of repair men available.

Of course, Seattle also had Brandon. Not only that, my dad didn’t want to move, and I’d come to realize I couldn’t leave him here alone. It wasn’t safe for him, not since Mom died.


At least the AC was working again, blowing down from the ceiling vent across my sweaty body, reminding me that while the world might not be crawling with perfect men, at least there were still a few useful ones running around. Cooper Romero was a keeper, and it had nothing to do with how sexy he was . . . although the fact that he was sex on a stick—make that sex with a stick—didn’t exactly diminish his appeal.

When I’d dragged him up to the black tar roof to show him the ancient AC, I’d expected him to make a run for it. Any sensible man would. Instead, he’d spent the whole afternoon busting his ass to save my chocolates—Oh God, I wish that were code for something more exciting—officially qualifying him as a superhero in my book.

As for me, there wasn’t much I could do once I got all the sweets safely downstairs into the basement. There weren’t any customers walking in off the street, and seeing as I couldn’t make or ship candy in a 102-degree shop, I’d alternated between attempting to read a book, looking over orders I couldn’t fulfill on my laptop, and bringing Cooper glasses of iced tea. I’d been nervous around him at first, but you can only stay nervous for so long when you’re sweating like a pig—there’s a certain freedom in knowing you look like hell and there’s no saving your hair. I’d thrown my arm across my eyes in a pathetic attempt to block out reality toward the end.

When cold air started flowing into the room, I could’ve cried with relief. He’d never had a chance to fill out the application form, and I’d long since decided it didn’t matter. Unless he was an ax murderer, I’d give him the apartment and the job.

Might give it to him even if he was, to be honest.

“It’s working again,” Cooper announced, and I jerked, startled. Shit, had I fallen asleep? Opening my eyes, I looked up to find him standing over me. Dear God in heaven—that was one hell of a bare chest.

Holy. Shit.

I’d taken note of his build when he first walked in the shop, but everything under his shirt had been theoretical. Now there was six-foot-plus of raw sex appeal right there, all sweaty and sculpted and . . . well, let’s just say I’d be stopping off on the way home to pick up some fresh batteries.

That’s when the situation hit me—Cooper Romero was the hottest man I’d met in forever, and he’d just found me lying on the floor in my own sweat and filth like a dog. Typical luck. I scrambled to my feet, pretending I wasn’t totally embarrassed (I was) and not in the least bit freaked out by how unspeakably attractive this guy was. Okay, “attractive” wasn’t quite the right word, because it implied a certain level of polish and class that just didn’t fit Cooper at all.

Brandon was attractive.


I’d lick him all over and massage his butt if he asked. He stared down at me, his eyes carefully blank, making it very clear he wasn’t asking. Story of my fucking life. Sitting up, I pushed myself to my feet without bothering to dust off. Lost cause at this point.

“Not sure how much life the AC has left,” he said slowly. “I managed to get it going, but fixing it right would cost more than it’s worth and then some.”
Of course it would.

“I just need to get through the summer,” I told him, wiping a finger under my eye. My perfectly applied, vintage-style makeup had melted, leaving me with a clown face. Fortunately I’d (mostly) given up on caring three hours ago, right around the time I’d discovered the floor tiles were cooler than the rest of the room. “After that, I’ll worry about the furnace and by next summer I might not even be here anymore.”

“Really?” he asked, cocking a brow. “You selling out?”

“Not sure,” I told him. “I’m not thinking that far ahead right now. Things are very iffy with my dad . . . I think he’s got some—”

No. I couldn’t say it. Saying it out loud made it too real, plus the last thing I needed were a bunch of rumors flying around town. So far we’d kept dad’s situation mostly to family and friends.


Shaking myself, I smiled at him. “Thank you so much for fixing that. I’m not even sure what I would’ve done—I can’t afford to miss a week’s worth of orders. Not only would it put me behind, it would burn my customers.”

He nodded, studying me thoughtfully. God, he really was beautiful . . . Nothing like Brandon’s polished sophistication. No, Cooper gave off more of a warrior-tossing-you-over-his-fearless-steed kind of vibe. Yeah, like that would end well, because my track record with men was so fucking perfect, right?

Pull your head out of the gutter. He probably has a girlfriend.

At least I could finally lock up this hellhole of a shop and get a shower.

“Thank you so much—you have no idea how much I appreciate it.”

“No, but the whole throwing yourself at my feet thing was a subtle hint,” he said, and I realized he was teasing me. Was he flirting? I couldn’t decide if that kicked ass or scared the shit out of me.
“Anyway, it’s getting late,” I told him, feeling suddenly awkward. “I’m going to grab some dinner down the street, and then I could take you over and show you the apartment.”

A small, knowing smile crossed his face, and I realized he thought I was hitting on him.
“No,” I said quickly, mortified. “I wasn’t asking you out. Omigod, this is weird.”

“What, you aren’t turned on by a man who smells like old socks?” he asked lightly, raising his arm and giving a sniff. He was joking, but the sweat wasn’t a turnoff. Nope. Not even a little bit. “If that’s not enough for you, the roof tar on my ass should be a big attraction.”

Closing my eyes, I bit back a groan. He started laughing. Not in a cruel way, but companionably, which I guess made sense because both of us were disgusting as hell. Of course, now I wanted to check out his ass, but I managed to keep my eyes on target (mostly) when I answered him.

“Well, it’s sexy but I’ll manage to control myself somehow. I do want to grab dinner, though, and we need to figure out the apartment details.”

“I’ll take the place, doesn’t matter what it is,” he replied. “I’m in a hotel and it’s getting old. I’d love to move in on Sunday, but I can’t go look at it right now—gotta get my ass cleaned up. Meeting up with someone later.”

Of course he was, because men who looked like Cooper didn’t spend Friday nights alone.
“Sounds great,” I told him, refusing to show any disappointment. “Just text me when you’re ready, and I’ll get you the key.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but a sudden pounding against the locked shop door caught us both off guard. I spun around to find Talia Jackson glaring at me through the glass. Talia and three of her skankier friends, including Sadie Baxter, a girl I used to babysit when I was in college.

A girl who was now twenty.


“Cooper!” Talia shouted. “What the fuck are you doing?”

I glanced at my new handyman, startled. Talia Jackson and her brother, Marsh, were two of the nastiest people I’d ever met. Marsh was president of the local motorcycle gang, a group called the Nighthawk Raiders motorcycle club. The club had been around most of my life, but it was only in recent years that they’d turned really bad. I mean, they were never the kinder, gentler sort of bikers, but I’d never been actively afraid when I’d heard a motorcycle, either.

Now? Let’s just say we’d all gotten a little edgy.

“That’s my girl,” Cooper said, and something deep down inside of me died a little. Of course he’d go for someone like Talia. She might have the heart of a deranged circus clown—you know, the kind that survives by eating the souls of innocent children—but she was hot.

Really hot.

Not only that, she was slutty, and while I wasn’t into the whole slut-shaming thing (like I had room to judge after the bachelorette party debacle . . . ugh), I wasn’t naive enough to think he was attracted to her personality. Cooper Romero might have a sweet smile, and he’d fixed my AC, but now I had proof positive that he’d never be into a girl like me.

Specifically, a grown-up with curves.

All righty, then. Probably for the best anyway.

“Just a sec!” I called to her, determined to take the high road, then I grabbed my keys so I could open the door. She pushed inside with her posse, and I do mean pushed. Little bitch shoved me so hard I nearly knocked over the display of antique Russian teacups my mother had lovingly collected. (So far as I knew, she’d never sold a single one of them, but it’d made her happy.)

“Careful,” I warned, and Talia turned on me.

“What did you just say to me?”

“Babe, let’s talk,” Cooper said, catching her arm and pulling her into his body. She squealed, going from aggressive to flirty in an instant.

“You’re all sweaty. It’s sooo disgusting.”

I noted she wasn’t trying to get away. Cooper smiled down at her, a hint of something feral in his eyes. Yeah, okay—whatever smile he’d been giving me, it hadn’t held any of that kind of intensity.
Yours truly was officially chopped liver.

“I was just about to head out and grab a shower,” he told her. “Wanna come with me?”

She pouted. “I can’t. The girls and I need to get fixed up. I’ll see you at the bar, though, right?”

He looked down at her, offering a sexy, indulgent smile. “Can’t wait.”

“Perfect,” she said, reaching around to grab his ass for a quick squeeze. Then she turned and strutted back out without a word to me, her gaggle of girls following like well-trained geese. Sadie gave a little finger wave on the way. The door closed behind them with a cheerful little jingle, and I wondered why the hell I even bothered with Hallies Falls.

I missed Seattle.

So what if it had Brandon? I could drown him in Lake Washington. Problem solved.

“Sorry about that—Talia is a little high-strung,” Cooper said.

“Oh, I know all about her,” I replied, hoping I didn’t sound as catty as I felt. Cooper didn’t seem to notice.

“I’m new to town, but she’s been showing me around,” Cooper continued, stepping over to stand in front of me, hands shoved deep in his front pockets. “I should get going.”

“Of course—don’t let me keep you. What time do you think you’ll be in touch tomorrow?”

“Afternoon work?”

“No problem. Looking forward to hearing from you.”

He nodded and pushed through the door, walking down the street without a second look back. I locked up behind him, wondering why all the hottest guys were douchebags. Not that Cooper had acted like a douche, but he had to be my age or older—late thirties—and Talia was the same age as Sadie. She was also a raging bitch. There was only one reason a man like him would date a girl like that, and it had nothing to do with personality or character.

Cooper Romero might be beautiful, but obviously he was shallow. Suppose it was too much to hope for a man who could fix an air conditioner and have a soul at the same time.


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