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Title: Secrets
Author: Loriana Cappello
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 16, 2017

 


 

For a long time, I couldn’t see past Daniel Grant. He was my first love; then he broke my heart.
In return, I made a mistake and settled for someone else. That someone just happened to be his brother.
Joe never meant to hurt me. He was kind and gentle, but he was also a liar.
This is the story of how my life was turned upside down by the good guy.
For a long time, I battled against the Grant family for my sanity and sought only to destroy those who made my life hell.
I became bitter and twisted because of them.
Now I have someone who intends to save me.
He’s seen first hand how I existed before him and now he wants to listen while I pour out my heart.
I am Freya.
This is my story.

Based in London, Loriana Cappello is a wife and full-time mother. She has four children who keep her very much on her toes. It’s a job she loves but when her evenings become free, she hides away behind her laptop and loses herself in the depths of her imagination. 

 

Loriana’s passion for reading started as a little girl. Her passion for romance, sometime later.
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The army taught me discipline. Order. Control.

None of that matters the day I walk into her classroom.

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Not failing her.

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Leslie McAdam is a California girl who loves romance, Little Dude, and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two small children. Leslie always encourages her kids to be themselves – even if it means letting her daughter wear leopard print from head to toe. An avid reader from a young age, she will always trade watching TV for reading a book, unless it’s Top Gear. Or football. Leslie is employed by day but spends her nights writing about the men you fantasize about. She’s unapologetically sarcastic and notoriously terrible at comma placement (that’s what editors are for!). Always up for a laugh, Leslie tries to see humor in all things. When she’s not in the writing cave you’ll find her fangirling over Beck, camping with her family, or mixing up oil paints to depict her love of outdoors on canvas.

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When Ellis Earnshaw and Heathan James met as children, they couldn’t have been more different. Ellis was loud and beautiful – all blond hair, bright laughs and smiles. Heathan was dark and brooding, and obsessed with watching things die.
The pair forged an unlikely friendship, unique and strange. Until they were ripped apart by the sick cruelty of others, separated for years, both locked in a perpetual hell.
Eleven years later, Heathan is back for his girl. Back from a place from which he thought there was no return. Back to seek revenge on those who wronged them.
Time has made Heathan’s soul darker, polluted with hatred and the thirst for blood.
Time has made Ellis a shell of her former self, a little girl lost in the vastness of her pain.
As Heathan pulls Ellis out of her mental prison, reviving the essence of who she once was, down the rabbit hole they will go.
With malice in their hearts and vengeance in their veins, they will seek out the ones who hurt and destroyed them.
One at a time.
Each one more deadly than the last.
Tick Tock.

Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. Recommended for ages 18 and over.

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5+++

Down the rabbit hole we go. That’s certainly how I felt while reading this book. That I was in an another universe. That I was in some twisted version of Wonderland. Where red is the color that flows freely. Where the great adventure was going on a killing spree throughout Wonderland.

Wow….

Ok… so this book won’t be for everyone. It’s definitely up there in the WTF did I just read factor. But this book has so many things going on. Lots of hell’s no for some people. Like… If blood play is not your thing… then this book is definitely not for you! If playing games with people before they die is not your thing…. then this book is not for you!
This book has so many twists and turns.

I have to say…. I really loved this book! I mean loved it! What Heathan James (Rabbit) & Ellis Earnshaw (Dolly) had to go through as kids. You will justify everything they did in this book.

“We’re going on an adventure, darlin’. Your White Rabbit is here to take you to Wonderland. I found the rabbit hole in this house.”

Both of them never had a chance in Ellis’s house. The bad men preyed on both of them. Took away what little they had of their childhood. I felt for them. For both of them.. It’s was both sad and hard to read what they went through. Living in an alternate universe and creating another world was their coping method.

“We have places to go and people to meet. We have to fulfill our destiny.”

“Looking straight ahead, I said, “I’m ready.” A long deep breath. “Ready for our adventure, in Wonderland.”

It seemed to me that the more kills they had did together…the more savage they became with each other. More rough… it seemed like they were slowly unraveling. By letting small parts of themselves go with each kill. But Rabbit always had one foot in the real world and one foot in Wonderland.
Rabbit and Dolly needed each other to move on with their lives. They needed to make things right. Rabbit gave Dolly her life back. He cherished her in his own messed up way.

This book was crazy! I loved every minute of it. It was a true and twisted love story. Rabbit showed Dolly just how far he was willing to go to make her happy. He brought her back from the darkness. A place she never thought she would get out of. And Dolly gave Rabbit a sort of calm that he never seemed to get by himself.

“Heathan James, you have eaten my heart and drunk my soul. I am yours. I have been consumed by you . . . happily.”

I’m so glad I read his book! And I was able to go on their great big journey with them defeating all the characters of Wonderland.

“I thought of the journey ahead. Thought of the blood we would shed, the hearts we would stop and the lives we would steal. And all the time a smile threatened to grace my lips when I thought of my Dolly beside me, slitting throats, slicing flesh—her tainted blood guiding our revenge.”

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Rabbit turned off the country road we were on and pulled onto a dirt path. Bushy tree branches curled above us to create a tunnel. I leaned my head back and caught the last rays of sun slicing through the leaves. When I lifted my head I saw a building up ahead. A house made from wood stood before us.
Rabbit pulled the car to a halt. There were no sounds coming from this house. No screams or crying. Everything was just . . . silent.
Rabbit’s hands slid from the wheel, and without looking at me, he said, “This is where we’ll be staying for the next several days.”
I leaned forward and looked out of the window. “Your home?”
He shook his head. “The first stop on our adventure.” I looked at him and found his silver eyes were already on me. “We have many stops to go.”
My heart fluttered in nervous excitement. “And this is number one . . .” I whispered, more to myself than Rabbit.
Rabbit opened his door. I was still staring at the woods surrounding this place when my car door opened too. Rabbit stood, rabbit-headed cane in hand, waiting for me to leave the car. I swallowed back the nerves that were creeping up my throat and stepped out. The ground crunched beneath my shoes.
“This way.” Rabbit held his arm out toward the house. I fell into step beside him. I glanced all around us, searching for any sign of people. As if reading my mind, Rabbit said, “There is just you and I here for now. We will meet more people when our journey truly begins.”
“It has not begun?”
Rabbit led us to a wooden door and paused. Gripping the head of his cane tighter, he faced me and said, “Soon, darlin’. Before we go, we must prepare.” He opened the door. “But first . . . tea.”
My breath caught in my throat. Beyond the threshold lay the most perfect tea-party spread one ever did see. “Rabbit!” I gasped. My hands flew to my mouth. I took a step forward into the house and onward into the magical room just beyond. As I passed Rabbit I looked up to see him watching me. I moved swiftly to the long table in the center of the wooden-paneled room, and my eyes widened as I beheld the spread. A white tablecloth lay over the table. Tall seats were positioned around it—eight to be exact—and at each seat was set a plate, a teacup and a saucer. I ran my hand over the cloth and smiled at the silver-domed dishes in the center of the table. I looked behind me to find Rabbit, but he was nowhere in sight. Turning back to the table, I lifted the first silver dome to peek at what was underneath. My mouth watered when I saw strawberry tarts. Smiling in excitement, I skipped to the next. Victoria sponge. Desperate to see them all, I removed each cover—cucumber sandwiches, Bakewell tarts, Battenberg cake, carrot cake . . . so much cake! All of England’s finest delicacies.
My favorites.
A floorboard creaked behind me, and I turned to see Rabbit walking back into the room. I opened my mouth to ask him where everything came from, but then I spotted what he held in his hands.
“Tea?” I asked as Rabbit placed the silver tray, which held a teapot, a jug of milk and a bowl of sugar, on the table. I walked closer and closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply. “Earl Grey,” I whispered, smelling my absolute favorite tea in the entire world.
“Only ever Earl Grey for my little Dolly,” Rabbit confirmed and pulled out a chair for me. I sat down, and Rabbit tucked me in. He took the seat a few places down and gestured to the food. “Help yourself. After all, this tea party is in your honor.”
A giddy laugh escaped my throat as I reached forward and carefully selected a variety of cakes and sandwiches. When I had filled my plate, I took the teapot and poured myself a cup. Rabbit watched me with a peculiar look on his face. His lip was hooked at the corner, and his eyes were . . . soft. His eyes were never soft, always hard and focused, but as he looked at me now, they were almost gentle.
I swallowed, unsure what this strange feeling in my stomach was. I pressed my free hand to my stomach as a comfort against the strange tingling sensations inside. “Tea?” I offered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Rabbit nodded; not a word escaped his mouth. His gaze became more intense as I moved beside him and poured the steaming liquid into his cup. As my arm neared him, I felt him stiffen in his seat. Only a sliver of air prevented our limbs touching. His breathing grew labored as he watched me pour.
But we didn’t touch.
Clearing my throat, I placed the teapot back on the tray and moved to take my seat once again. Just as I took a step, an image floated into my head. Of me and Rabbit. Lips touching. My entire body tensed.
I heard Rabbit’s ragged breathing behind me. Goosebumps broke out along my body, chasing one another up my arms and up to the back of my neck. Shaking my head clear of the image, I sat back down.
I raised my eyes and found Rabbit watching me intensely. I lifted my teacup toward my lips. Rabbit did the same, but just as the lip of the teacup almost reached his mouth, I shouted, “Rabbit!” He froze. “Your little finger!” I scolded. I lowered my cup and shook my head. “You cannot drink tea without raising your little finger, silly!”
Rabbit exhaled, then bowed his head. “You’re right, darlin’. How could I forget?”

 

 

Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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We Were Memories by Brandi Aga RELEASE BLITZ

 

Title: We Were Memories
Author: Brandi Aga
Genre: Romance
Release Date: October 10, 2017

 

Blurb
Someone once told me never leave the one you love for the
one you like…
…you just might get something more out of that relationship than you
bargained for.I should have listened…

I never should have stepped foot on that airplane…

But I did.

Sins come in all shapes and sizes. My biggest sin to date comes in the form of
sex, tattoos, and Harleys. Roman Blackhart, owner of Blackhart Custom
Motorcycles, is all about living life in the fast lane. Our relationship went
from zero to one hundred in the blink of an eye. Only problem is, I have a
secret. A secret so deep it’s pulling me in two different directions.

Now we’re 1,400 miles of memories and broken hearts. I just hope it’s not too
late to put all the pieces back together again.

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Brandi Aga is a former book blogger
turned writer. Her love for books quickly escalated the need to tell her own
stories. Dark, taboo stories and dystopian romance are her favorites but she
reads a little bit of everything. 
She is a stay at home boy (and cat) mom who spends her free
time reading, writing, and online gaming with her husband of ten years. 


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When Ellis Earnshaw and Heathan James met as children, they couldn’t have been more different. Ellis was loud and beautiful – all blond hair, bright laughs and smiles. Heathan was dark and brooding, and obsessed with watching things die.
The pair forged an unlikely friendship, unique and strange. Until they were ripped apart by the sick cruelty of others, separated for years, both locked in a perpetual hell.
Eleven years later, Heathan is back for his girl. Back from a place from which he thought there was no return. Back to seek revenge on those who wronged them.
Time has made Heathan’s soul darker, polluted with hatred and the thirst for blood.
Time has made Ellis a shell of her former self, a little girl lost in the vastness of her pain.
As Heathan pulls Ellis out of her mental prison, reviving the essence of who she once was, down the rabbit hole they will go.
With malice in their hearts and vengeance in their veins, they will seek out the ones who hurt and destroyed them.
One at a time.
Each one more deadly than the last.
Tick Tock.

Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. Recommended for ages 18 and over.

 

Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.
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Battle Scars By Jane Harvey-Berrick Blog Tour

 

 

 

 

 

 

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From the dusty plains of Afghanistan to the sleek corridors of the New York Times, journalist MJ Buckman seeks the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. What she doesn’t expect to find is a man who’s her complete opposite … and fits her perfectly.

Marine Sergeant Jackson Connor knows that relationships don’t work for men in the military. He’s living proof of that. But when a steely-eyed temptress in a flak jacket, who carries her moral cause in front of her, crosses his path, he’s furious, curious, and all kinds of in-lust.

 

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A grown-up love story about two people who aren’t looking for love, but realize how precious it is when they find it. They don’t play games and there are no stupid misunderstandings, just life standing in their way.

Can they compromise? And what does that look like in a modern relationship between two driven people?

Assignment Vs deployment.

They’re always traveling in different directions. What relationship can survive that?
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4.5 stars

I took a break from reading Jane’s books. So, this is the first book I’ve read from her in a while. I’m really glad I picked this book to make my Jane comeback! It was really good.
But… I did came across the reason why I had to take a break from her books. I’ll get to that a little later in my review.
Overlooking what I didn’t like in this book.

I really enjoyed this book. I mean…. I couldn’t stop reading it. I loved Jack’s character. His whole attitude.. His level of intensity. It worked for me. And I loved MJ’s character too. She was strong and independent. She knew what she wanted and she went for it.
Both MJ & Jack understand their job and lifestyle choices. And they respected it. They got it. They both made it work for them. It was hard at times for both of them. But ,the love they had for each other helped with all the long distance they had to endure.

Everything was pretty spot on with me with this book. Jane did a fabulous job painting a pretty vivid picture of war and all the issues MJ had to write about. It was kind of heartbreaking too. So much stuff other countries have to go through. It was sad. But, through all that MJ and Jack found their beginning. But also their weakness too. Their career’s was always going to be their issue with them.

“That’s my life, my job, and I love my job. So I guess it has similarities since not everyone can deal with my lifestyle and career choices.”

MJ and Jack’s had a very intense relationship. It was always on the go. Their relationship was very fast paced. So they fell for each other hard and fast. Their love making was also the same way. Very intense, frantic and a little rough. I loved it! I felt it all. I also loved how Jack wasn’t afraid to show his feelings to MJ. He was always telling MJ how he felt about her. He never hid it from her.

“I don’t know what this is, Maggie, what’s happening here, but it feels good. Real good. And I don’t want it to stop. I have absolutely no fucking control when I’m making love to you. And that’s what I want to do. Right now.”

I loved all the up and downs of their relationship. They really went through a lot to be together. But it just make things with them that much more.

The ending was kinda funny. I was kind of scared when Caroline (from The Education of Sebastian and Caroline.) made a surprise appearance in this book. But it totally worked in this book and I was very happy to see my two favorite characters again! I loved how we got a little more about Sebastian and to see how much he has changed. I’m happy for him!

I loved the ending. I wish we could’ve had a 10 year epilogue. It just seemed like it needed a little more.

Overall…. I really, really enjoyed this book! I’m happy I took a chance and read it. And I was super happy and surprised to read my beloved city Oceanside was in this book. I live 5 min away from the back gate of Camp Pendleton. My husband works on base and is a former Marine. It was nice to read.

Now to the only part that I hated about this book.

Ok… I know a lot of people can overlook this but for some reason….I couldn’t. This just started to bug me in Jane’s books. And thats why I took a break from reading her books. And, it’s her writing of American country accents. It just doesn’t read right when you write it down. I mean… all she has to say is he has a Mississippi country accent and I think we could pretty much imagine The character talking with a southern accent. Why write it.
Every time “Waal” was said by Jack…. I just cringed.

“Waal, my grandpappy always told me to treat a pretty girl like a lady.”

Reading this… I just couldn’t picture a guy talking like that. And it just bugged me. Jack didn’t talk like that throughout the whole book. But it did pop up here and there and it always just threw me.
Other than that. The book is solid and I would recommend this book to everybody!

*ARC provided for an honest review.*

 

 

A whole generation was growing up knowing only despair, death and destruction. How could there be lasting peace when children were encouraged to carry guns? How could life return to normal when these children had never experienced it? The problem seemed too big, too difficult, too impossible to solve.
And here and now, we were all suffering the effects of lives lived in hate.
Doctors and nurses worked with strained detachment as they attempted to triage a thousand people at once. Chaos was too polite a word for everything that I witnessed.
“Can I help?” I asked, a nurse rushing past.
She raised her shoulders in a helpless shrug, then pointed at a teenage girl who had a wound on her leg, bright red pooling around her.
“Apply pressure,” she shouted as she ran toward a child whose robes were dark with blood.
“Then what?” I yelled after her.
“Pray!” she shouted over her shoulder.
I turned to the girl whose jet-black eyes watched me without emotion. She’d wadded her dress, pressing it against the wound while blood soaked into the sand around us. I pressed down on her leg, trying not to gag as blood seeped between my fingers.
All around me, people were crying and begging for help, most of them young, so young. I knew that over half of the refugees at this camp were children, but seeing them like this…
I stayed with the girl, helpless to do anything except apply pressure to a wound that wouldn’t stop bleeding. I pressed down, pressed down, and I talked to her—trivial nonsense that meant nothing, important things that meant everything. I told her about Jackson. I told her all about the man who’d stormed his way into my life, his eyes blazing. I told her my hopes and fears, and when I’d told her everything I could think of, I prayed, reciting Bible verses that I’d last heard at my father’s funeral.
She didn’t understand me, of course, but maybe she understood the tone. Maybe she knew that I was praying for her.
And finally the blood flow slowed and I stopped talking. There was nothing more to say because the girl was dead, her dark eyes open and accusing.
And what could I do? I wasn’t a doctor, I wasn’t a nurse. I wasn’t even a fighter. All I could do was write about what I’d seen and heard, said and done, and hope that somebody cared. Maybe even someone who cared enough to help end the madness.
But when hatred is your birthright, hope seems a very long way away, and I wondered if God had heard my prayers.
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Jane is a writer of contemporary romance fiction, known for thoughtful stories, often touching on difficult subjects: disability (DANGEROUS TO KNOW & LOVE, SLAVE TO THE RHYTHM); mental illness (THE EDUCATION OF CAROLINE, SEMPER FI); life after prison (LIFERS); dyslexia (THE TRAVELING MAN, THE TRAVELING WOMAN).
She is also a campaigner for former military personnel to receive the support they need on leaving the services. She wrote the well-received play LATER, AFTER with former veteran Mike Speirs. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hk1CyB8c0xA )
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Summer Camp Captive by Alexa Riley, Jessa Kane Review

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Lainey has heard the ghost stories of the beast in the woods, but one night around a campfire she discovers some legends are true.

The Butcher has watched her from a distance, but he’s a man with needs and won’t deny himself any longer.

Warning: We’ve teamed up with Jessa Kane again to bring you filthy, over-the-top hotness. It’s ridiculously fun, so don’t be shy! Grab your marshmallows and join us for this dirty treat!

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4.5 stars

Where do I start with this review?! There was a lot to take in!!! Their was a feel of forbiddeness in this story. And a little Beauty in the beast with some hulk in there too! lol

He was like a wild animal when it came to Lainey. He couldn’t contain himself.

“The animal inside me must have recognized his mate. His match. Lainey. My Lainey.”

Every time Carver was described…. I kept picturing the hulk! When he walked the ground would shake. His whole body was giant size.
And Lainey was this tiny petite person. So small she only went up to Carver’s stomach. But she had Carver’s heart from the beginning. Carver was all in from the moment he laid eyes on Lainey.

“I press our heads together and let her feel me shake. “Feel what you do to me? You make your giant tremble,” I say against her mouth. “That’s nothing compared to what you do to my heart. Nothing.”

He was constantly telling Lainey how he felt about her.

“I will love you and protect you until the end of time. You’re my girl, my obsession, my princess. I love you in a way they haven’t invented yet.”

I loved how Lainey showed and proved to Carver that he was worthy of everything. Her love, being out in society. She gave him a life just as much as him giving her one.

The sex between them was pretty damn hot! I loved how they role played! It worked for me! lol
I can’t wait to read more from my favorite authors. And I’m definitely going to be checking out more of Jess’s Kane books.

*ARC provided for an honest review*

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!

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