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BOOK REVIEW ~ ROOM 212 ~ BY KATE STEWART ~(Penny Stephanie)

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Title: Room 212

Author: Kate Stewart

Publication: March 27, 2014

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****Mature Audiences only**** (language, explicit sex, some drug use)

In every life there is always that…one.

Twenty-one year old Laura Sedgwick is a rebel without a cause. Her only plans for life are to make no plans. She revels in her fascination of the unexpected as she navigates her way through mid -1990’s Dallas nightlife. One very bad night brings her face to face with the one man likely to change her mind about…well…everything.

Twenty-three year old Seth Whitaker has every intention of seeing through with his well mapped out life. He is a hard working over-achiever that has no intentions of slowing his pace for anyone. With a fierce determination to not let life pass him by without taking a huge bite, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to the one distraction that could keep him from his best laid plans. Little did he know his determination to keep his life on track would be the very thing to trigger the events that change the course of both their lives.

In this life she had only done one thing right…

…and she was his only chance at salvation.

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Review5 Pennies

Just because you have your life plan mapped out does not mean it will work out that way.  In this story we learn that Seth has such a plan mapped out and doesn’t believe that his life will work if he doesn’t adhere to his plan.

Laura is the complete opposite from Seth.  She just lives in the moment.  When Seth and Laura’s paths cross, neither one understand just how much they are going to change each other’s life.

After introducing herself as, ‘Mad bitch with a busted lip’ after the Frisbee incident in the park, she had no idea that she would run into Seth again.  But she did that same night at her job at the bar.  Fate seemed to have a plan in mind that neither Seth nor Laura were aware of.

The combination of Seth’s very controlled personality and Laura’s very explosive, angry personality leads to some very interesting confrontations.  The rollercoaster that their relationship is on is one that definitely had me guessing.  Just when I thought there was no going back the author would throw in a twist.

Sometimes we meet people in our lives and it is just not at the right time.  I believe that is the case between Seth and Laura.  They were definitely meant to be, their connection was undeniable, but there were things that needed to happen before they could work as a couple.

Laura had a lot of self discovery and growth after leaving Texas.  This time in her life was essential for her to be able to move forward and succeed in her life.  She had issues with commitment and trusting others, which led to many misunderstandings between her and Seth.  Bottom line is that just because you have a grand plan for life does not mean fate and the universe won’t step in and show you the ultimate plan.

I loved this story.  It was not your typical love story.  The story of Laura and Seth is an amazing read and the chemistry between Seth and Laura in the bedroom was HOT!!! Thank you Kate Stewart for a GREAT book, I can’t wait to read Dave and Krista’s story…

Excerpt

All I was feeling was showing in the bathroom mirror on my reddened face. I was having a hard time enjoying it, instead of being terrified. I cupped some water from the faucet and swallowed, willing myself to get it together. I walked into the hall of the long corridor that led back to the rooftop door and found Seth waiting for me, arms crossed over his chest, casually leaning against the wall. I stood on the opposite wall, placing my hands behind my back. I felt a drop of water drip from my bottom lip onto my chest and slide into the V of my dress. I saw his eyes follow it with envy as he spokes his first words to me.

“You are all I think about, and I come here and you look…like this,” he breathed the words to me and I felt them on every inch of my body. I moved to go to him and he made a small gesture that kept me where I was. He still wanted to play and I was game.

“What do you think about?”

“Your laugh, the way your voice is raspy in the morning when you wake up, the arch of your perfect feet, the way your hair falls over your face when you’re on top of me, the way this feels right now and every time I’m with you.”

I pulled my leg through the thigh high slit in my dress propping my heel on the wall behind me and smiled. He cursed as he came toward me in a blur. He stopped himself inches away, placing both hands on the side of my face against the wall.

 

“Temptress,” he whispered into my ear.

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Author Bio

Kate Stewart, a native of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has launched a photography and event planning business as well as written her first novel, TITAN. She lives with her husband of 7 years, Nick, who is featured on the cover of the novel. Her second novel Room 212 is set to publish March 2014.

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Blog Tour and Review ~ Something Missing~ Hazel Robinson~ by Penny Deb

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When Susan is left orphaned, she begins a harrowing journey through the care system. Left with both mental and physical scars, Susan approaches adulthood with a self-destructive impulse. However, there is hope in the figure of her childhood friend, Max; the first boy she ever kissed.

Now a grown woman, Susan returns to her childhood home of Winchelsea, where she hopes she will find the answer to the gap in her heart that she’s carried with her since she left. With Max by her side, she attempts to find the path her life should have taken, to build a home, to heal old wounds, and to finally create a family that will stop the terrible feeling of something missing.

But Max has a secret, one that risks destroying all hope of a happy ever after, unless they can find a way to heal one another.

 

Review

3.5 Pennies

 

Susan Birch was torn from her childhood friend Max and placed in foster care when she was 10 years old.  Her years in foster care were so horrible that Susan had blanked out any happy thoughts of her earlier years, until a dream jogged her memory and she unearthed a picture of Max.  Susan returns to her childhood home, finds Max, and finds that they still have a bond. But is she too scarred and self-destructive to ever have a normal relationship? Max seems like the perfect man to help her heal – sweet, patient, and caring – but even Max has his secrets. Ultimately, this is a very good story about overcoming fears and learning to trust. This is the type of book, though, that you can see where the characters are headed and just want to reach into the pages and shake them or shout “Don’t do that!” but I guess that is what one has to expect when both characters have been damaged and have to find their way. It is not too dark a read, and it is nice to see how they can help each other with their problems and try to evolve into a healthy couple.

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Hazel lives in the small town of Rishton in Lancashire. England, with her husband, three children, two cats, dog, rabbit and lizard. She fills her days dashing between school runs, pets and housework and at night she comes to life either writing or watching her favorite program ‘Supernatural’ (yes she is Supernatural obsessed)

Her road to writing started with a love for paranormal romance novels, and after finding a passion for tragic romance she set out on the mission to share her own story. After long nights writing and a lot of ‘Supernatural’ episodes she is finally ready to share ‘Something Missing’. Hazel loves nothing better than sitting with a cup of tea, a chocolate biscuit and a good book.

 

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Blog tour stop ~ Leap of Faith ~ by Michele Shriver (Penny Stephanie)

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Single mother Tracey
Hiatt prides herself on having a close relationship with her daughter-
the kind of relationship she’s always wanted, but never had, with her
own mother.
When her mother suffers a debilitating illness and faces a
lengthy recovery, family takes on a whole new meaning for Tracey as she
finds herself pulled back to her ex, Steve Eldridge. There’s only one
problem: he’s involved with someone else.
Steve is drawn back into
Tracey’s family drama and after her mother awakens from a coma believing
he and Tracey are married, the two are forced to confront some
fundamental questions about their relationship.
Can they put past hurts behind them and take a leap of faith into a new future together?
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Review
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This book follows the story of Steve and Tracey.  But I am getting ahead of myself.  It begins with Tracey coming home with her pre-teen daughter due to her mother’s life threatening health issues.  This throws Tracey also back into a world that includes her ex-Steve.  The problem now is the Steve is engaged to someone else.

This is a story with love, romance, heartbreak, family, second chances and taking a leap of faith.  Tracey is forced to take a moment and reconnect with her family and her past; it is definitely not under the best circumstances.

This story shows the struggles of what can happen in life when maybe you know what you want but just don’t know how to make it happen and are scared to try for risk of failure.  Can Tracey and Steve get past their issues from the past to have a second chance at love or is it too late?

If you love a story that is truly relatable and keeps it realistic about the struggles of life, family, love,  and finding happiness through taking chances then you will love this book.

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The
steady beep of the heart monitor filled the room, along with the
whooshing sound of the ventilator. Out in the hallway, Tracey Hiatt
could hear the occasional chime of the elevator and muffled voices
sounding over the hospital intercom, but she paid no attention to
them, her focus remaining on the still form in the bed. Pamela Hiatt
had long cut an imposing figure, at least where her middle child was
concerned, but now she lay completely motionless, a machine in charge
of her breathing. ‘Comatose and unresponsive,’ the doctors termed
her condition, while at the same time insisting Pamela was aware of
what happened around her and could hear what people said.



“Talk
to her,” Tracey’s brother had urged when she arrived at the
hospital, before leaving her alone in their mother’s room. “It’ll
mean a lot to her that you’re here.”


Yeah,
right.
Brian meant well. Tracey didn’t
doubt that. He’d always tried to be the peacemaker and stick up for
his little sister in the face of Pamela’s constant disapproval, and
Tracey appreciated that. It was because of Brian, for Brian, that
she’d rushed to Northwestern Memorial Hospital upon learning her
estranged mother had suffered a hemorrhagic stroke and lay in a coma.


Talk to
her. Fine. What was she supposed to say? Tracey sucked in a breath as
she fought back tears. She’d long thought that Pamela lived to
torment her, and she wasn’t quite prepared to see her mother like
this, barely clinging to life.



“Hello,
Mother,” she finally said. “It’s me, Tracey. Bet you didn’t
expect to see me here, huh? It’s been a while.” How long,
exactly, she didn’t remember. Over the years, Tracey had extended a
few olive branches, hoping to repair the relationship with her mother
for the sake of her own daughter. Occasionally Pamela reciprocated
and they forged a somewhat tentative truce for a short period. Other
times, Tracey’s efforts were met with a frosty response and she
stopped trying.



“Anyway,
I’m doing well,” she said. “I’ve got a new class assignment
this fall. I’m teaching Tort Law. Isn’t that exciting?” Tracey
still recalled Pamela’s look of disapproval when she accepted a
position teaching Legal Writing at Northern Illinois University’s
law school. The job wasn’t prestigious enough for Pamela’s lofty
standards. Maybe not, but Tracey enjoyed teaching it and was good at
it. Still, with the retirement of one of the senior members of the
faculty, she’d been presented with the opportunity to take over a
Torts class and she jumped at it. She’d been contemplating calling
her mother, extending another olive branch, when Brian called to
inform her of Pamela’s stroke. Life was cruel sometimes.


Pamela
didn’t stir, but Tracey continued on. “I’m really looking
forward to the new challenge. Classes start next week.” She paused,
again studying her mother’s form. No change. Nothing. “Lindsay’s
starting sixth grade next week, too. I’m still trying to wrap my
head around that. You wouldn’t believe how big she’s gotten.”
Of course, maybe you would if you saw her on a
regular basis.


Tracey
took a deep breath and tried to get a handle on her emotions. Now,
with her mother fighting to survive, was not the time to dwell on
past slights and years of hurt. Once Pamela recovered, they’d have
the opportunity to talk about everything, and maybe, hopefully,
repair their relationship. Tracey wanted it to happen, but she wasn’t
quite ready to make a bargain with God. Instead of bargaining, she
settled for the simple truth.



“You
drive me crazy, Mother,” she said. “And you make me angry. Always
comparing everything I do to Brian or Kim, never just letting me be
me and loving me for it. Maybe I should have given up on you years
ago. I’ve wanted to plenty of times, but there’s something I want
more. I want a relationship with my mother.” Tears ran down her
cheeks, and Tracey wiped at them with the back of her hand. “Isn’t
that just the kicker? After everything you’ve done to push me away,
I’m still not ready to give up and say goodbye. So you better not
be, either, okay? We both
have some work to do.”


With
the issuance of a challenge, Tracey half expected Pamela to open her
eyes and object, but she never stirred. For another twenty minutes,
Tracey followed the advice of the doctors and talked to her mother.
She talked about her plans for the new school year—for herself and
Lindsay—and the prospects of the Bears or the Cubs ever winning
another championship. When finally she ran out of things to say and
couldn’t listen to the sounds of the heart monitor and ventilator
any longer, she got up to leave. “It’s been nice talking to you,
Mother.” The longest conversation they’d had in years, and Pamela
never said a word.


Tracey
jabbed at the elevator button, anxious to leave. The doors opened and
she rushed forward, colliding with a person stepping off the
elevator. “Excuse me. I’m sorry,” she stammered.



“No
worries,” Steve Eldridge said as he out a hand to her. The elevator
doors closed again, leaving them in the hallway. “You okay,
Tracey?”


She
wanted to say yes, tell him she was fine and to leave her alone, but
it would be a lie, and Steve would see through it right away.
Instead, she shook her head as she looked up into his green eyes.
Eyes their daughter had inherited. “It’s been kind of a rough
day,” Tracey said, opting for understatement rather than
dishonesty. “How’d you know I was here?”



“I
have a case with Brian. He asked to reschedule a hearing for personal
reasons,” Steve explained. “Obviously I was concerned. He gave me
the whole scoop. I’m really sorry, Trace.” There was no
questioning the sincerity of his words. “Don’t you think this is
something you should have told me yourself, though?”



“We’re
not married,” Tracey reminded him needlessly. They never had been,
but still Steve shared a close enough relationship with her brother
to freely chat about family news, a fact Tracey didn’t always like.
How was she supposed to get over Steve if her own brother basically
considered him part of the family?



“Your
choice, not mine.” Steve shoved his hands in the pockets of his
khakis. “It doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.”


Care
about her, yes. Tracey didn’t doubt that. Love was another matter,
and one she didn’t care to get into with him at the moment, if
ever. Her primary concern was where their daughter was, since it was
Steve’s visitation week and he was now at the hospital. “Where’s
Lindsay?” she asked, changing the subject.



“Meredith
took her for pizza and ice cream.”



“Are
you sure that was a good idea?” Tracey couldn’t keep her
displeasure from her voice.



“Yes,
I thought it was a fine idea,” Steve said. “Why do you have to
say things like that? You make it sound like you don’t trust
Meredith around our daughter.” He raked a hand through his dark
hair, mussing it in front. “She passed a background check to be
admitted to the state bar, so it’s not like she’s a hardened
criminal, and besides, Lindsay’s known her for a year and a half
and enjoys spending time with her. You know that.”


Tracey
swallowed hard. Yes, Lindsay did seem to enjoy spending time with
Daddy’s girlfriend Meredith, and yes, Tracey still had a bit of a
problem with it. It was her problem, though, and she’d have to work
through it. It didn’t give her the right to be a total bitch.
“You’re right,” Tracey said, softening her tone. “I’m sure
they’ll have fun together. I’m sorry I snapped at you. Like I
said, it’s been a bad day.”


Steve
nodded. “Understandable. Want to go downstairs and get some coffee
and talk about it?”



“Actually,
I really just want to get the hell out of here.”



“That
works, too.” Steve placed one hand on her shoulder and with the
other pressed the elevator button. “I’ll drive.”


***


Tracey
didn’t say where she wanted to go, and Steve didn’t ask, instead
driving in silence through downtown Chicago before ending up at a
familiar sports bar. Steve had no idea why he chose it, other than
maybe because it was so familiar. After all, it was the site of one
of best moments of Steve’s life, and also one of the worst. That he
counted them as one and the same no longer seemed strange.



“Why
here?” Tracey asked as he held the door open for her and led her
inside.



“Why
not? It’s close to the hospital, and we like the food.”



“True,”
Tracey said, settling into a booth. “Thanks for getting me out of
there. I don’t think I could have stood it much longer.”



“I
figured.” It was why he’d left for the hospital as soon as he’d
learned of Pamela’s condition. Thankfully, Meredith seemed to
understand why he needed to go and offered to entertain Lindsay. At
least he hoped she understood. Steve knew it wasn’t always easy for
her, but Mer knew from the beginning he had a daughter. That linked
him, forever, with his daughter’s mother, and she had to accept
that. “You holding up okay now?”



“Trying
to.” Tracey picked up the menu, then set it down without opening
it. “It’s ridiculous to be this emotional. I don’t even like
the woman.”



“No,
but she’s still your mother and you love her, even if you don’t
always like her.” Steve long ago realized there was a difference,
especially when it came to the dysfunctional relationship between
Tracey and Pamela. “She’s a strong, stubborn woman, Trace,” he
said. “She’s going to get through this just fine.”



“Of
course she will, if only to torture me further,” Tracey said, but
Steve could tell from the look in her brown eyes that she wasn’t
confident in her words.



“How
hungry are you?” he asked, changing the subject. “Want to split
the taco pizza?”



“Sure,
that sounds fine.”



“How
about a beer?”


Tracey
shook her head. “No. Just a Coke for me. I still have to drive back
to DeKalb tonight, and I’d rather not fall asleep at the wheel.”



“I’d
rather you didn’t, too,” Steve said, and flagged a waitress down
to place their order.


For the
next forty-five minutes, while they polished off a taco pizza, Steve
tried his best to keep the conversation light. They talked about the
Cubs’ losing streak, the Bears’ prospects, the annual mid-August
heat wave, Steve’s recently completed trial and their daughter’s
upcoming school year. Sixth grade. He could hardly believe it. In
some ways, it seemed like only yesterday that he’d met Tracey at
this restaurant after work and she’d announced she was pregnant.
The news shocked him, and he’d proceeded to make a complete ass of
himself, a scene Steve regretted more than once. Since he couldn’t
undo it, he simply hoped he’d done right by both of them in the
decade since.



“Don’t
forget her reading list,” Tracey said, interrupting his thoughts.
“She should be reading half an hour every day.”


Steve
nodded. “Yeah, we got it. We’ve been working with her.”



“Good.
She likes to read, so it probably doesn’t take much to get her to
do it.”



“No,”
Steve agreed. “Are you going to be okay tonight, Trace? Because if
you want to take Lindsay back with you…” He didn’t want to make
the offer. He valued his time with her. Still, it seemed like the
right thing to do.


Tracey
shook her head. “No. It’s your week. School starts soon, and I
don’t want to cut into your extended time with her before then.
Besides, it’d be past her bedtime by the time I get back home. I
don’t want to disrupt her routine.”


Steve
smiled. “Thanks. I appreciate that.”



“Thanks
for rescuing me from the ICU. I should probably get on my way,
though.”



“At
least let me drive you back to your car.” Steve pulled his wallet
from his pocket.



“I
can take the L,” Tracey said. “Just as fast. Ten minutes back to
the hospital, grab the car, and I’m home in a little more than an
hour. I’ll be fine.” She stood up to leave. “I’ll see you
Friday, okay?”


Friday.
When his week with Lindsay would be up and she returned to her
mother’s home. They’d been following the arrangement for ten years
and had the routine down, but it still hurt to say goodbye to his
daughter at the end of a visit. “Sure.” Steve hesitated. “But
if anything happens in the meantime and you need to talk…”



“Yeah,
I’m sure Meredith would love that,” Tracey said. “Thanks, but I
can handle this on my own. I’m not your problem anymore, Steve.”



He
watched her walk out of the restaurant, then sighed. “That’s just
it, Trace. You’ve never been a problem.”
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I
caught the writing bug in sixth grade, when I threatened to write a
whole book after a class assignment to write the first chapter. I never
finished that book, but the desire to create stories never left.
When
I’m not giving life to the voices inside my head, I can probably be
found watching a hockey or football game on TV, hoping one day the
Dallas Stars will win another Stanley Cup and the Denver Broncos will
win another Superbowl. (Hey, it might happen!)  Either that or I’m busy
with my day job as a juvenile court attorney, a position that never
ceases to provide new material for my books! 
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BLOG TOUR STOP~BOOK REVIEW~ STRUM, VIRGIN CAPTIVE OF THE BILLIONAIRE DEMON ROCKSTAR MONSTER ~ by Cari Silverwood (Penny Stephanie)

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Yet another erotic parody where a light is shone on all the dirty, crazy, squishy things dwelling in your romances.
When a stag party goes terribly wrong, Virginia Chaste loses her memory of all the best bits of her fiancé, Karl whatsisface. She awakens with her tongue stuck to the castle floor, a suspicion that someone kissed her, a missing fiancé, and no idea what will happen next. Luckily Dangerous Bob can show her the way.
All she has to do is join Zagan Grimm, rock star and demon, he of the radioactive cock, to retrieve the ultimate sex book, the Necrosexi-texmexicon, from the depths of the Zon, then she can get her fiancé back, even if she’d rather sell his castle and make a million dollars.
Then she absolutely has to remember not to have a spectacular, tentacular ménage with Zagan and Karl whatsisface.
With so many things to remember, Virginia may forget the last one.
Yes, a big, fat warning to all those with pristine, well-vacuumed minds: Here Be Tentacles.

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Review4 Pennies

This story is an outrageously crazy…. When Virginia is awoke by a kiss she can’t remember anything, and is surprised to find out that she is engaged to Karl.  She and Dangerous Bob set off on a mission to find the necosexi-texmexicon before it makes it to Zon.  They first have to find Zagan the sex demon rock star with a radioactive cock, who is the only one that can help.

They set off on this crazy mission, Virginia and her  six men, to save Karl and the Sea Wolves and send the nexosexi-texmexicon back to where is can’t have a chance to destroy the world.

The characters are hilarious and unpredictable, the story was quite unbelievable (but that is the point).  I enjoyed reading this book; it was funny and had very interesting sexual encounters that made you want to know what else can happen to Virginia on this quest to save the world, will she remain a virgin or will she give in to her demon sex rock star, will she remember who Karl is, will her world ever be normal?  So many questions, so little time, you need to check this out to see how it will end…

 

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cari silverwood

Cari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of BDSM stories and dark erotic fiction.

She writes the way the world should be – dangerous and sexy with bullets piercing the darkness and lovers wrenched close by ropes. When you need escape, when you need that rough lover to bring you to your knees, here you will find stories to singe your fingers. The taste of adventure, the tang of BDSM, the burn of fantasy run wild. Brace yourselves, if you dare to read.

And…in this real world, she has a lovely family in Australia, with the prerequisite teenager who dwells in the dark bedroom catacombs…a husband who raises eyebrows when he catches glimpses of what she writes, and a menagerie of other animals barking, meowing, and swimming about the place.

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Cooper by Harper Sloan ~ Review ~ Penny Pam

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Cooper (Corps Security, #4)

Written by Harper Sloan

Published June 19, 2014

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Do you take me seriously? Because I don’t. I use my jokes and easygoing personality to hide the pain I’ve felt since he took his last breath. I’m adrift without my partner in crime, my best friend…my brother. I can taste the vengeance just within my grasp.

Until she barges into my life. Promising me happiness and a peace I’ve been craving for years. She is the sun to my darkness, the happy to my despair.

But she holds secrets. Just like I do. She holds hers close, where I just pray mine don’t rock the walls we’re trying to build.

Now I’m stuck at a crossroads between my desire for revenge and my craving for her and the life we could have together—and I have no idea which road I should travel.

All I know with crystal clear certainty is that the past has the power to destroy it all.

Review

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Have you guys read the Corps Security Series yet?  If your answer is no…. go read it, Please!

I love this series, you can’t help but fall in love with each and every character.  They are not perfect, they each have some issues, but that is what makes them loveable, at least to me.

In Cooper, we get Ash and Chelcie, and neither one will disappoint.  I knew after reading Beck that this one would either crush me or lift my spirits….. I am not crushed.  Their story is just so real and raw, I mean what those two have had to deal with, it is really too much for most people, but together they help each other.  It is a great story, one that if you have read the previous books, you will not want to miss this one.

Harper Sloan is the type of author that brings so much life to her characters that you can actually picture them in your head.  I want to live there, just to look at all of her eye candy she writes about.  The story lines are so believable that you can’t question a single thing.  Harper is one author that if I ever get a chance to meet, I will bow at her feet.  Harper, thank you for sharing these gorgeous men and women with us, and I can’t wait to read more.

Author Bio

Harper SloanHarper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed ‘Estrogen Ocean’, much to her husbands chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero–the super alpha kind!

Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn’t take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.

 

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New Release and Giveaway ~ Insomnia by Bethany Bazile

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Book Title: Insomnia
Author: Bethany Bazile
Genre: Erotic Romance (Novella)
Release Date: June 28, 2014
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I was arrogant, pushy, controlling, and I was fine with that. What I couldn’t control were my dreams. Memories haunted me there.

Even after over a decade, I found I couldn’t outrun them. Returning to the place they lived only seemed to trigger a landslide. I couldn’t focus, couldn’t sleep. Some people drank a warm cup of milk, cuddled up with a book, or threw back a couple shots.

Me?

I fucked my way to sleep.

Every single night, I lost myself in pussy. For a long time, it was the only way I knew to get to sleep. But it was getting less and less effective. I slept shorter periods of time before the dreams started.
There was only one hope for my insomnia and she was sexy, intelligent, and unexpected. I wanted to exhaust myself in her sexy little body and let her soothe me to sleep.

The only problem… she was my therapist, and I’d have to break her code of conduct and totally corrupt her before I made her mine.

***Warning: This is an Erotic Serial and contains explicit sexual content and language.***

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Bethany Bazile reads, writes, and lives in the Northeast with her husband and two amazing kids. Her passion for writing was born from a love affair between books and music. She loves books that draw her in and won’t release her until she’s inhaled every word, panting with excitement. Then she realizes the sun came up, but the loss of sleep was so worth it. When she isn’t reading, she’s conjuring up steamy love scenes and hot romance stories to share with fellow romance lovers. She can’t function without her cup of coffee and operates on a vampire-like time-frame.

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I shrugged, checked my watch, and ran my finger over the ring on my right hand. I watched her put the end of the pen in her mouth and it was all I could focus on. I became completely fucking captivated by the way she bit on it, the tip of her tongue swirling around the stick. Jesus… I shifted in my seat as my erection grew heavy—straining against my jeans.

I glanced down at my watch again as a way to stop imagining my cock taking the pen’s place in her mouth.

“Are you in a hurry, Mr. Pierce?” I looked up as she uncrossed then recrossed her legs, wiggling slightly in her seat. She had a sensual lure to her that cried out to me, and I’d grown tired of beating around the bush. I never had a problem expressing what I needed from a woman, and I wasn’t going to start now. I met her gaze directly, and she was too prideful to look away, but she wanted to.

“Xander.” I corrected her again.

“What?” She pretended not to have heard me, but she just wasn’t comfortable calling me by my name.

“If I have to tell you one more time to call me Xander, I will pin you to your desk and make you scream it until you get it right.”

She stared at me, mouth slightly agape and eyes widened. “Excuse me?”

“I think I was clear.”

She broke eye contact, dropped her notepad on the table in front of her, and rose. She was clearly trying to put some distance between us, but she’d inadvertently gone to stand right in front of the desk I’d referred to.

“Why are you here, Mr—Xander? What is it you really want?”

I smiled as she caught herself from calling me Mr. Pierce again. It was too impersonal, and she used the formality to keep up that cinderblock wall she’d built between us. I rose from the chair and walked over to her. She clutched the edge of the desk and tensed from my violation of her personal space. I leaned into her and she tilted back as far as possible.

“I want to sleep, Ms. Shaw, but if I can’t do that…” I trailed my lips across her jaw and took pleasure in the shiver that passed through her body. “I want to fuck.” I bit down on her earlobe. “You.”

She gasped. “That’s not something I can help you with.” But her tone—all trembling and throaty—told me she ached to offer me some relief.

“But you want to.” I licked the soft skin of her neck and felt her jaw muscles tighten as she gritted her teeth.

God, how wanted to break her, send her over the edge so she would release those soft moans and let out the claws I knew she hid. I slid my hand over the back of her thigh, slowly moving past the silky fabric of her stockings to the warm, soft skin above. I felt heat radiating from her pussy as I slid my finger higher. I buried my head in her neck and focused on burying my finger into her wet heat.

I moved my hand over the crotch of her panties, and she jerked as if I’d electrocuted her. Fuck… I’d felt the current too. I’ve never wanted to bury my cock in a woman as much as I did this one.

What the fuck is it about her?

I traced the edge of her panties, and just as I was about to get what I really wanted from Avery, she reached out and put her hand on my forearm.

“Xander, please…”

Now she calls me by my name.

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Cover Reveal ~ Trusted ~ by Vicki Green

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Photographer:Cruse Images and Photography
Model:Storm Bailey 
Designer:Cover to Cover Designs
Release Date: June 30, 2014
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Pearl Dunaway is an aspiring painter and comes from wealth, but you’d never know it by looking at her. She lives in her yoga pants, tank tops, tennis shoes and loves to wear her long dark hair up in a high ponytail. Her career takes a drastic change when she becomes owner of a new bar. Her life is a happy one, full of love from her family and friends, yet she feels like something is missing. Something important. The love of a man. Then ‘He’ walks into her bar.Harley Sanders comes from a rough life. His parents abandoned him at a young age and lived in several foster care homes that were unkind. Learning not to trust anyone, he’s always been a loner. When he was eighteen he started traveling to find a better life. Needing money he stopped off at a bar and a nice woman taught him how to bartend as well as other things. He traveled to many cities and he would bartend at various bars in each city to get the money needed to forge ahead to the next one. He needs nothing or no one until one day his travels land him in a Florida town and to a new bar. His heart beats for the first time when he meets the owner. but can he learn to trust her?A beautiful woman and a man who won’t have anything to do with her. Will Pearl get through to this hot and sexy man? Can he ever trust her enough to let her in?

*Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

 

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Vicki Green grew up in Overland Park, Kansas and currently resides in Olathe, Kansas. Along with her husband and two teenage boys, she shares her home with her cocker spaniel’s Shadow and Mocha. She has been working full time at the same Company for 35 years. Her life has been filled with the most loving and caring parents, who are both gone now but are still in her heart and mind daily.
Vicki enjoys reading Romance books which is what inspired her to begin writing this book. She has always admired Author’s dedication and hard work. She had a dream that played out for over a year, came home one day after work and decided to put it on a word document to see how it read and that became ‘My Savior Forever’, the beginning of her Forever Series.
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