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A second-chance, friends-to-lovers, stand-alone romance in A.L. Jackson’s Fight for Me series…



Title: Lead Me Home

Series: A Fight for Me Stand-Alone Novel

Release Date: 7th May, 2018

Cover Design: RBA Designs

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Fourteen years ago, my life changed forever.

My sister disappeared. That day I was selfish. That day I chose myself over her. And that day, I lost everything.

Including Nikki Walters.

She’s the girl I’ve loved my whole life. She’s gorgeous. Caring. Every single thing I’ve ever wanted but denied myself. She was my sister’s best friend, and I destroyed any chance of keeping her.

When her safety is threatened, I have a second chance to do the right thing. But as soon as she moves in, I want her in all the wrong ways.

All it takes is a brush of her hand, and I’m losing all control.

The fire between us is only burning hotter.

But neither of us saw what was coming.

And it just might be Nikki Walters who destroys me in the end.

The highly anticipated sexy, suspenseful stand-alone second-chance romance from NYT Bestselling Author, A.L. Jackson.


★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Lead Me Home, Nikki and Ollie. Oh my goodness, it’s taken me longer than normal to gather my thoughts and feelings on this book, enough to form them into coherent thoughts and how to form them into sentences for a decent review. Follow Me Back was an angst ridden, highly intense book. Lead Me Home leaves the last book in its dust. How any author could pull off this type of high stakes, heart breaking, intense read whilst avoiding the perceptible overdone feeling from a reader, is a true testament to the author’s capabilities.

‘…why wouldn’t he live for me

Devastation crawled across my chest like a disease. Oliver Preston the infection and the cure.’

There is a heavy feeling of tragedy throughout ‘Lead Me Home’. The tragic history of the characters is still controlling their lives and emotions in the present. Nowhere is this more apparent than when it comes to Ollie and Nikki. Best friends since they were children who had spent most of their time together with Ollie’s sister Sydney. Several chapters were set in the past, breadcrumbs pushing the story forward towards the night that everything changed. These scenes are almost like flashbacks that are thrown right into the mix of the storyline at pivotal times to explain why Nikki and Ollie’s relationship is so tempestuous.

‘The problem was, he would never allow himself to fall for me.

Oliver Preston was armor and stone.

Bitterness and venom.

Broken fragments.

Shrapnel waiting to burst.’

The scenes between Ollie and Nikki were scorching hot. How two people could deny their feelings for each other was so far beyond me, it almost drove me bonkers.

‘Ruining me.

Keeping me.

Alienating me.

Push, pull, taunt, tease, tak, leave.

My head spun.

Wanting him so desperately and still praying for a way to finally break free of his chains.’

‘Lead Me Home’ is chock-full of secrets out of love and respect. But, as we all know, secrets have a way of showing up in the light of day when we least expect them too. Both Nikki and Ollie are harbouring deep emotional trauma. Ollie especially has scars so deep they may never heal. These scars were initially created by someone very close to him saying something in a moment of despair. This sets off a chain of emotions and thought processes in Ollie’s head, planting seeds that are still taking root years later.

‘I looked at him from over my shoulder. My breath hitched.

My beautiful beast, who was so angry at the world, angry at himself, sitting there with his chin lifted and his nostrils flaring.

I knew he would charge into the distance and change it all if he was given the chance.’

There are so many complex strands weaved through to the foundation of these characters. When I first came across this book, I believed it was a second chance romance. I couldn’t have been more wrong, and I’ll explain in part why I couldn’t have been more incorrect. You see, Lead Me Home is more than just a second chance, these characters in their former years attempted to make adult choices when they didn’t have the tools in their mental repertoire to understand their choices. They tried to be adults in an adult relationship, and they never ever stood a chance. This book isn’t a this or a that, it’s so much more than a genre or subgenre.

‘That rail-thin body I’d pretended wasn’t close to my taste so I could try to rid her from my mind for all these years. Going after girls who were exactly her opposite. Praying when I closed my eyes, I wouldn’t see her face.


She was the only thing I’ve ever seen.’

This book rolled me up and wrung me out. I felt so many emotions all at once at times that I still can’t think straight enough to put them all down on paper. I may be an accomplished reviewer, but I could never do this book the justice it deserves. Read it and you will not be disappointed.




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 A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, and BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for A.L. Jackson’s upcoming novel, SHOW ME THE WAY, the first stand-alone novel in her brand-new FIGHT FOR ME SERIES.
If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book.
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His Pawn by Emily Snow is LIVE!!

Release Date: May 3rd

Genre: Contemporary Romance


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That’s what he said when he discovered that, with five months of college left, I was cut off. Young, wickedly handsome, and politically incorrect, he was unlike any man I ever met. And his proposition to cover my tuition in exchange for a semester of “anything goes” was offensive and thrilling.

If you’re wondering if I told him off—if the night ended with me slapping that delicious smirk right off his face—that didn’t happen.

Instead, I decided to be practical.

My name is Eleanor Courtney, and I’m the first to admit my mistakes. Agreeing to crawl into bed with the devil in a designer suit might be my biggest ever. Because he said something else to me that night:

“I don’t want to sleep with you, Elle, that would be too easy. I want to possess you.”

And Senator Graham Delaney—well, he always gets exactly what he wants.

*Disclaimer: A small portion of this 85,000 word standalone was previously published as Maya St James.



★ ★ ★ ★

Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

His Pawn…what a read, good or bad, it made me feel. This book tells the story of Eleanor Sutton Courtney and Graham Delaney.

I’ll start with Elle as she is called by most. She’s the main reason I enjoyed this read. She’s an impressive example of a good, kind, decent human being who has no ulterior motive for any of the things she does. She is naive but street-smart. Bookish but outspoken. Strong back bone but wears her heart on her sleeve.

‘I crave Graham. The uncertainty. The kick in the gut when he opens his awful mouth. The way it hurts when his fingers scorch my skin. I crave the sensation in my chest–my ribcage shrinking in on my heart–whenever he turns his eyes on me.’ 

Graham on the other hand is on a slow, steep decline into his own personal nightmare. The lines between his personal and professional life blur very early on in the book. He hungers revenge and will stop at nothing to get what he deems is righteous. Does this make him a bad guy? I’ll leave that to you to answer, only remember this; nothing in this book is simply black or white when it comes to Senator Delaney. There are times when he is hateful and despising, but shows small human traits of kindness. However, because of the authors ability to create a well-constructed character, he appears redeemable. Even when I had the urge to stick a red hot poker up his nose!

Secondary characters are far stronger than in some that I have read. They are as important to the story as oxygen is to you and I. Elle’s mother Cheryl is an interesting character; very Stepford wife, but she has a steel spine she used for when she doesn’t agree with her husband’s behaviour. All for a quiet life comes to mind whenever Cheryl is on page with her children and her husband, but remove Robert Courtney from the page and Cheryl comes to life. Chemistry and intense passion are near instant between Graham and Elle. Graham is besotted with Elle, she’s his drug of choice and the way he questions his own mind is probably one of the his sole redeeming qualities in the first half.

‘Inside these walls, in this room, Graham Delaney possesses me.
Just like he promised he would.’
‘No, I don’t give up that easily because your voice is in my head and your scent is still on my sheets–you are everywhere and you have posses me.’

It’s clear to all to see that I adored this book, so why did I only rate four stars? I struggled throughout the entire book to find a way to look past Graham and his ‘questionable’ antics. Elle is so far out of his league and I often just wished she’d wise up and drop him on his head. Accepting any kind of serious relationship was difficult simply because of how distasteful I found his behaviour. I understand why, but I truly struggled to wrap my head around it all and just read for the enjoyment of the romance aspect.

‘He stares at me long and hard, his Adam’s apple dropping. Then he shakes his head and laughs. “It’s when you say things like that, dove…”
“That you what?” He gathers a handful of my hair in his fist and lifts my face to his. “This makes me want to do stupid things.”’

I thoroughly enjoyed the story portrayed within the pages. The good and the bad, just because a characters is asinine and hateful at times, it doesn’t mean they are beyond redemption and or a HEA.




“You know, you talk about sex so much it makes me question if you’re one of those all talk, lame action situations.”

“May I?” He extends his hand, gesturing for mine. Warily, I place my fingers in his and release a yelp when he pulls it under the table, pressing my palm against his zipper. He closes my fingers, one by one, around the unquestionable—and admittedly very, very impressive—bulge.


“That’s not hard either,” he informs me in a low voice, “but if you’re doubtful of my ability to make you forget your fucking name, how to walk, how to eat—and everything else but yes, please, and more—it won’t take long for you to get me there.”

“So that’s why you invited me to dinner, huh?” I snatch my fingers back and grab a handful of my dress to ease the electricity under my skin. It doesn’t help, and I’ve got a feeling I’ll be undone for the rest of the night all thanks to what’s hidden under Graham’s zipper. “To screw me? I guess I had you all wrong.”

“If I wanted only to fuck you, Elle, it wouldn’t have mattered where I took you for dinner—or if I fed you at all.” He whips the plate cover off my food. “Hope you like steak.”



Meet Emily

Emily Snow is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of erotic, new adult, and contemporary romance. She loves books, sexy bad boys, and really loud rock music, so naturally, she writes stories about all three. She lives in Virginia with her husband, children, and one very energetic Yorkie-Poo.

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ONE LAST TIME by Laurelin Paige is LIVE!


A scorching hot, heart-tugging new standalone by New York Times bestselling author, Laurelin Paige!


Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs

Audio narrated by Erin Mallon & Rupert Channing


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I would have been stupid to turn the opportunity down.
A feature film starring the hottest man in Hollywood—and me.
It wasn’t just the chance of a lifetime; it was the first time I’d landed the leading role.
But Tanner James isn’t just any actor, aka “Sex God”.
He’s the man who took my virginity then shattered my dreams.

If I can use this part to launch a new career, it will be worth it.
If I can stop myself from falling back into bed with Tanner, it will be a miracle.
And my heart?
There’s no way he’s taking that from me.
He’s always been the one who owned it.


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Ten years ago, we were the toast of the town.
Tanner’s acting career had just begun. He was hotter than the stage lights, and twice as captivating. The gorgeous Australian A-lister was everyone’s teenage dream. And he’d picked me. Or so I thought, until he proved to be as false as everything else about Hollywood. Now I’ve finally scored the perfect opportunity to star in a major film. The kicker? Tanner will be my co- star. I don’t know if I can do this one more time….

Right now, we’re the talk of the town.
Jenna’s even more beautiful than she was the last time we were together. And just like before, I can’t keep my hands off her. She still doesn’t know the truth. The secret of what really happened back then. Now I have the length of this shoot to convince her to rewrite our script. But if I have her one more time, will once ever be enough?


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4.5 Stars ~ Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Second chance romance and a new Laurelin Paige book, boy, how did I get so lucky?

“Unprofessional and inappropriate category, Tanner” I snip, lashing out against the feeling in my chest that’s squeezing my heart. The feeling that despite all my big talk about professionalism, what I really want is to be lost in his arms, just one more time.

Set in good ol’ Tinsel Town, One More Time is a second chance romance with so much tension and chemistry it could knock the socks off anyone!

‘A tear slips down my face. I’m a mess inside with conflicting emotions from his latest confession. On the hand, he’s so dumb. The idea that I’d be better at anything without him is ludicrous’

Jenna and Tanner met when they were just kids, both living in the spotlight at a young age and then in time leaning on each other for support. Fast forward ten years and they haven’t been face-to-face since their split. She feels betrayed; the hostility she emits toward Tanner is palpable. But what does he expect knowing what she thinks she knows.

How many times can I remind myself that I wanted this? That I asked for—no, insisted on—it?

At least as many times as I’ve wished things were different today’

Jenna and Tanner attempt to come to some sort of compromise so that they are able to work together. The emotions that these two harbour for each other (both good and bad), affect every aspect of their day-to-day. The funniest piece of this book can be summed up with one word…Walter! Walter is Jenna’s best friend and he is so hilarious; loud and proud and totally committed to Jenna, and at times I wondered if he should be committed. Especially considering I know only too well he’ll glam up his straight jacket in no time at all. This author has the ability to weave events forward whilst ratcheting up the emotional impact on the poor reader. Blending colours together like a seasoned artist.

“I can’t read your mind, Jenna” he’d say. “You have to tell me how you feel, even if you’re afraid it’s going to make me mad. You’re safe with me. We’ll figure this out.”

He made me feel like I could take risks because he would be there to pick me up if I fell. And he always was—right until he wasn’t.

‘I love how I affect her. How I can make her shiver and moan and writhe. How I can make her use my name like it’s a curse and then like it’s a prayer. It does more for my ego than any award of public recognition could.’

This book is based in the same world as Hot Cop and Porn Star and I loved those two very, very much. How could anyone not? I just have to make comment on the cover to this delicious read. Whoever picked the models did a fantastic job and the way they look at each other sucked me in as quickly as the words inside did. This is as the blurb says; a ‘scorching, heart-tugging’ book. I couldn’t get enough!


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“Today meant nothing,” I say. “Our past is in the past.”

“Totally in the past. But when I’m working with you…”

I feel myself inch closer to him. “… what?”

“Sometimes I can’t tell where we leave off and our characters begin.” Is he sitting nearer than he was a few seconds ago?

“I know. I feel the same way,” I confess, and then I’m definitely moving closer to him. Definitely staring at his lips. We’re like two magnets. Simply telling them to stay apart never stops the pull.

“But that’s the job, right?” he says, and his eyes are on my mouth now.

 I nod. “We have to put everything aside and just focus on the work.”

“Right. Yes. I can do that.” He’s so close we’re almost touching. Then he reaches his hand out and places it on my thigh. I feel a chill run up my body, and I close my eyes. The warm, heavy feeling of his hand is so familiar and so exciting at once. “Can you do that?”

The honest answer is that I don’t know. I open my eyes and find him staring at me. I get lost in his stare. For a moment, we hesitate.

Then the next thing I know, my lips are pressed against his and his tongue is finding its way inside my mouth. I don’t know who started it, but neither of us can deny this is what we both want in this moment. Have wanted since this afternoon. Maybe since we first saw each other outside craft services two weeks ago.

He cradles my face between his hands and shifts me closer, as though afraid I’ll break our connection.

But I’m not going anywhere. I want more. I swing my leg over to straddle him, so I can press my hips into his pelvis. I groan when I feel how hard he is, groan with the need that’s already built up unbearably between my thighs. I rock back and forth, desperate. Only a few scraps of cloth stand between us, but they’re enough to frustrate me.

He stands up, me still astride him, then he tosses me onto my back in front of him. He kneels on the ground, and I’m lying on the couch of my trailer looking up at the ceiling, and a part of me is wondering how the hell this happened again. But a much louder part of me doesn’t want it to end before we’re both naked and screaming out all our unresolved anger in orgasm.

Before I have time to register what’s happening, I feel Tanner’s fingers creep up my thighs and under my panties. He plays with me, teasing before he plunges two fingers inside my body.

I gasp in surprise and delight.

This. This is what I need.

I let my thighs fall farther apart, giving him all the access he wants. Tanner dances and swirls his fingers around, first deep inside me and then up to brush my clit. I grip the couch, nearly paralyzed in anticipation. My legs begin to shake, and I can’t remember my own name anymore. All I can think about is how incredible this feels, and how, improbably, he’s become even more talented at touching a woman over the years. Holy shit.

I’ve never been fingered like this before.

He leaves one hand to work every centimeter of my clit then takes the other and dances it up and down the inside of my thighs until I’m crying out. His free hand covers my mouth, but that doesn’t help. It isn’t until he stills that I quiet, although my hips are still rocking greedily, trying to get what I want from his fingers.

“Sshh,” he says, “Someone might still be around.”

“I don’t care,” I moan, and, in the moment, I swear I don’t. Let everyone hear how glorious this is. Tanner grins as he presses his fingers back inside me, bending them and twisting them, showing off more moves that get my body pulsing and my pussy soaking wet.

I’m going to come. I’m so close. “Fuck, Tanner, yes…”

“Yes,” he growls, and that’s all it takes to send me flying over the edge into ecstasy.

… just as someone knocks on the trailer door.


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USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author Laurelin Paige is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

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DOBBELBANGER by Heather M. Orgeron is LIVE!

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Title: Doppelbanger

Author: Heather M. Orgeron

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Cover Design: Juliana Cabrera, Jersey Girl

Release Date: 3rd May, 2018


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Doppelbanger; A person who bangs someone solely because they look similar to another person they want to bang.

At thirty-five, Gina Bourque is still playing the field. If he’s single, in his early twenties with dark hair and brooding eyes, there’s a damn good chance you’ll find him in her little black book.

Jeffrey Ryan never imagined that at nearly forty he’d find himself widowed and a single dad. But here he is—stumbling through this thing called life with two impressionable daughters watching his every move.

When Gina and Jeffrey meet while cruising the Caribbean, sparks fly and not in a good way. He’s too old. Too blond. Too stiff. Yet she’s still drawn to him like a moth to a flame. She’s too vulgar. Too sassy. Too wild. But she ignites something inside of him he can’t ignore.

We all know what happens when you play with fire. . . someone’s bound to get burned.


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4.5 Stars ~ Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Gina and Jeffrey, what a couple of people. Both have broken parts to them that can’t simply be glued back together.  Jeffrey is a widow raising his two girls and trying to survive a life without the woman he loved completely. Gina is a woman who doesn’t trust any man and is only willing to spend one night with a man. She can’t comprehend getting something as nasty as feelings all over her, oh no, she’s way above those stinky little things…or so she thinks.

‘I LOVE MEN. Young men. Ones who aren’t looking for anything more than a good time. Cuz I am nothing if not a good time.’

Whilst on a cruise, these two dramatic characters clash over a difference of opinion. Forced to spend time together, they become arousingly aware of each other and cannot put the breaks on their passionate trysts. No strings, no emotions, just good old-fashioned sex. His only rule is that his children don’t know what is going on. Jeffrey is guilt ridden and bereft. The way he reacts and feels through particular scenes on page resonate profoundly. He is so torn between the past and the here and now, and because of this makes so many blindingly obvious mistakes. He frustrated and angered me at times with how he treated Gina. She isn’t disposable or just a mere receptacle for his desires and lust, but yet at times that was all he attempted to feel for her, which to me was total bull and so beneath him. It isn’t Gina’s fault how he feels and yet he cheapens her and makes her feel wrong.

Gina, on the other hand, is such an honest person. She has her family and close friends she adores. So much hilarity in this book is between Gina, Spencer (her bestfriend) Cooper (Spencers husband) and their children. The children are part of most of the funniest scenes in this book. Children being children, saying what only innocent children can really get away with. Their innocence is so darn sweet, I was at true risk of sugar shock.

This book is chock full of emotional triggers and landmines that Gina and Jeffrey have to maneuver through. Their relationship changes so minutely that I’m sure neither wanted to admit that it wasn’t what they had initially planned out. Human beings are so fickle and yet make life so very hard for themselves.

‘…and her body melts into mine. I’m not sure what’s happening between us. All I know is that this feels too good to let it go.’

The sexy scenes in this book are hot enough to burn the fingers of any reader, and I was no exception. For his age, Jeffrey really does put a lot of younger men to shame if you know what I mean.

Doppelbanger, a title that peeked my interest even before reading the blurb; a romcom so good I finished it in nearly one sitting, darn sleep I wish I could go without when I have a great book made me ugly cry and sob my heart out. I didn’t even see the heartbreak coming until I was in the midst of it. Kindle in one hand and tissue in the other. I don’t often read romcoms as they aren’t usually by romance sub-genre of choice, but Doppelbanger was such a good read I would have been upset to miss out. The epilogue was a thing of beauty and for me the best part of this epic read. Thank you Ms Orgeron for such an amazing read, you did the characters so much justice and never stepped off the true path of the characters.


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Heather M. Orgeron is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower (aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.

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Title: Jaded Hearts

Author: Harper Sloan

Series: Loaded Replay Book 1

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Design: Sommer Stein ~ Perfect Pear Creative Covers

Release Date: 13th December, 2016


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Signing with Brighthouse Records was supposed to be everything we ever wanted—our better life. Our chance at everything we never had but always wanted. All our dreams would finally come true and we were on top of the world.
It was our chance at the happiness we never had in life.
Our every desire was at our fingertips and the power of that feeling was all consuming. But then it took every dream we thought would come true and it slapped us in the face with the cold hard reality.
Dreams were just that…something that floated on the cusp of untouchable, taunting you with every graze of your fingertips before slipping even further away.
Happiness…that feeling is a joke.
In the end it became painfully obvious that each of us would always have each other, but we would forever be alone.

Jaded Hearts will kick off the Loaded Replay series – which will be a series of interconnected standalones. The cast and crew of Jaded Hearts was introduced to us for the first time briefly in Unexpected Fate. You do not need to read that book in order to fully enjoy Jaded Hearts. Happy reading!




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4.5 Stars ~ Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Brought together through a serious situation Wrenlee ‘Wren’ and Chance discover they have an instant connection, well more like a lightning bolt to the head, but there pretty much the same when it comes to love at first sight. Chance is brought in to help out with the final two legs of Loaded Replays latest tour.

Wren and Chance are similar in so many ways. Especially in the fact that they were both hurt in the past and find trust so very impossible. Both are battled worn and scarred beyond all measure. They feel so much, but are held back by pure animalistic fear.

“You’re going to destroy me,” I tell her, trying to reason with her by giving the truth to my fears.
“We’re going to destroy each other and then put the pieces back together, so there aren’t any more cracks.” Her words, confusing to many, show me just how well Wrenlee has pegged me.’

Weston, Jamison and Luke; these men are such characters. Weston is Wren’s twin brother; her most supportive and understanding ally. They stood up together to the world and fought whatever it threw at them from a very young age. Jamison and Luke entered their lives when they were adolescents and they’ve been thick as thieves ever since. Heck, these four even live together. How Wren lives with these three men and doesn’t drown them in the pool at least once a week is beyond me.

‘My knight in tarnished armor had finally found his broken princess, high in her jaded tower—changing both of our lives for eternity.
This is the evolution of two jaded hearts seeing the beauty of life again.
This is the creation of two broken souls, healing solidly, connected as one.
This is the foundation of an unbreakable love.
This is the clarity of our forever love.’

The attention to detail when it comes to the music industry and how descriptive the author is when Loaded Replay performs on stage.

‘It was the biggest rush in the world. No high in the world could ever compete with this pre-show adrenaline rush.
I loved it.
I hated it.’

‘The let-down, crash and burn, and sweaty, hot mess that would follow in its wake was just as beautiful as the beginning of it all.
This was our dream.
This was our life.’

This book has action, suspense, tension, and some of the best smex scenes I have had the pleasure of enjoying in quite some time. Forget a fan being needed, I’d just turn on the AC and call it a day. Oh, and don’t forget to pick your jaw up off the floor, it’s gonna drop at least a couple times in this book, and I can guarantee you will not be disappointed.

“Even if you ever decide you don’t want me, I’m not sure I’ll grant you that. Especially not after I feel you hug me tight inside your body. If we’re taking a gamble together, it’s all in, or we fold before the call.” 

This series is in the same world as Corps Security from what I found when I checked out this author the other day. I haven’t had the pleasure of reading this author before and if Loaded Replay is anything to go by, I’ll be sure to keep an eye out for this author in the future.


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Goddamn, that smile is dangerous.

Who am I kidding?  He is dangerous.  

I do my best to ignore him, but it’s impossible.  The steady brush of his arm against where mine is resting on our shared armrest constantly reminds me how much my body wants his touch.  The scent of his delicious cologne hits my senses, making me want to climb in his lap and rub my face over his chest to get a potent lungful of it.  

I can’t even remember the last time I was this horny, which is pathetically sad, since it was probably around the same time I actually got laid.  Years. I think. Close to three. Maybe that’s why I’m a hot mess lately. I turn my head to study the side of his face and wonder if I can use this situation to my advantage.  I mean, after all, we are in a ‘relationship’ now.

He turns and gives me a questioning arch of his dark brows, but I brush it off in favor of playing Disney Emoji Blitz on my phone.  

By the time we had hit cruising altitude, I could hear the other men around me snoring away but not Chance.  He’s fiddling with his phone, completely ignorant of the fact I’m about to start humping his leg.

“Excuse me,” I breathily say, unbuckling my belt and standing to move around him.  I stand there, my head bent slightly because of the overhead, and wait. He doesn’t move, though.  Instead, he drops his phone to his lap and gives me his complete attention; his eyes even dance a little like he’s finding this whole damn thing funny.  “Excuse me,” I repeat, no longer breathy, and seconds away from coming.

No, that’s a lie.  I’m still breathy and very much seconds away from soaking my panties even more than they already are.

His large hands grab my hips, and he guides me down on his lap with no resistance from my treacherous body.

“Not what I meant,” I say through clenched teeth, trying to sound harsh and offended, but I just sound dazed and turned on.  I wiggle in his hold, trying to get free, but he’s too strong for me.

He leans up in his seat, his chest hitting my back and buries his face in my neck.  I’m sure anyone who saw us would see a loving couple who just can’t keep their hands to themselves.  He’s playing a dangerous game, though, because the second the solid, hard length of him presses against my backside, I forget this is supposed to be a game and squirm a little more.  His teeth nip at my shoulder at the same time his groan hits my ears.

“Stop moving, Wren,” he demands, tightening his fingers on my hips.

“You’re the one who put me on your lap.”  I curl my fingers over the empty seat in front of me and squeeze my eyes shut when I feel him growing harder under me.

“Yeah, because the flight attendant who just walked by had her phone out and pointed right at us.  She’s doing a shit job of making it look like she’s doing something with her paperwork.” His hand comes off my hip, and he cups my jaw, turning my head to the side just when I was about to look up at where I last saw the attendant, forcing me to shift until all it would take is me throwing one leg over his body to be face-to-face.  “Do not look at her,” he stresses; the sudden movement of twisting my body makes me bounce slightly in his lap, rubbing my legging-clad ass against his erection. His eyes drop to my mouth where I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and groan.

“Give me a reason not to look,” I dare him.

“You don’t want to go down that road, Wren.  I’ll protect you from the world, but you need to protect yourself from me.”

“No one is asking you to.”

Not even knowing if we’re still being watched, I twist my torso the rest of the way, pulling my legs up until they’re bent at his stomach between us.  Now that I’m facing him completely, I bring my hands up to curl them both around his shoulders before dragging them up to wrap around the corded muscles at the sides of his neck.  His nostrils flare, but he doesn’t stop me. I give him the chance, but it never comes. Dropping my head, I press my lips to his. I explore his lips with small pecks and little licks of my tongue, learning his mouth before pressing more firmly.  He sucks in a breath when I open my mouth and slowly drag the tip of my tongue over his bottom lip.

And then his control snaps.

His hands—still at my hips—lift me effortlessly until my legs are no longer folded between us, but now digging into the hard armrests with my knees pushing into his thighs, my back hitting the seat in front of me.  His mouth opens, and his tongue meets mine, no hesitation whatsoever, as he deepens the kiss.

Our breathing echoes around us, making it sound like everyone on this plane could hear us, but I know it’s just because our faces are so close.  I let out a moan, one that he swallows, that turns into a whine when he pulls back.

“That can’t happen again,” he softly scolds, just as breathless as I am.

What the hell?  I might not have been into this whole fake-boyfriend-slash-bodyguard thing before, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to take advantage of the situation.  Especially now that I know how alive he makes me feel. Three years since I had pleasure from anything other than my own hand, and if that kiss is anything to go by, what Chance could make me feel is ten times more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt in my whole life.  

I’m not passing that up.


No fucking way.

“We’ll see about that.”  



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Harper SloanHarper Sloan is a romance author born in Knoxville, TN. She is the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Corps Security series and the Hope Town series. Harper started writing as a way to unwind in the evening after caring for her three young daughters. She soon found her passion. Her title, Drunk On You, made the self-published best seller list in 2017.

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Our relationship was a sin, they said, but how can it be a sin to love so deeply?
She shouldn’t have listened to them.
Shouldn’t have left us behind.
You can’t help whom you love, and without Silvina, I didn’t give a damn.
A mafia prince without a cause is a rebel with nothing to lose.
My brother owned an adult entertainment studio.
He wanted me nowhere near it. Thankfully, his competition did.
I auditioned. Landed a contract.
It’s how I took my sins to a new level, my up-yours to la famiglia.
Until Silvina was kidnapped, and my world was thrown upside down.



★ ★ ★ ★ ★ +

Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Well shoot; how does anyone review a book like this one. There’s so much of the story that I just won’t or can’t share, all the good stuff that happens between the characters and the events that unfold.

So here goes…
Regretfully Yours, a mafia second chance romance like none I have had the pleasure to read. A great book, an addictive read. You won’t want to miss this one. The End!
Okay, I’m only joking.

Are you ready for the real review?

Okay, here goes. By five percent into the book I was already emotionally invested in the story of Gioele and Silvina. These names are so perfect for the two of them, I had to Google how to pronounce Gioele and it took me quite a few pages to be happy with the pronunciation in my head. There’s a large back story between Gioele and Silvina, or as he calls her ‘Ina Mia’. Having grown up together, they have been a part of one another’s lives since the day Silvina was born. Silvina sees Gioele as her bane, which is what she calls his ‘My Bane’. The reasoning behind this will become apparent to any future reader when you get into this book.

‘Age doesn’t matter when it comes to love. I believe you’re born with it, that it’s part of your DNA. It’s about who you are. It’s about who she is. It’s a chemical reaction, some implosion that amalgamates your soul with hers.’

Regretfully Yours is a Mafioso, taboo book. The taboo is very evident all throughout the book, and that’s all I’m going to say on that subject. Having known each other forever, this author provides the reader with pages that peak into the past, if you will, into their childhood together. This helps establish the set up for the do or die that is precariously hanging over them like an executioner’s axe. I went into this book without reading the blurb until after I had started to read. Going in blind was probably a good thing, I didn’t know what to expect. Especially when Silvina is targeted by another famiglia. It threw up a huge question, asking what she had to do with a mob war.

‘And there it is, out there in the open. The whole big elephant that makes me want to kill something with my bare hands. Since I was two, I’ve loved Silvina with every fibre of my body.’

The evolution between Gioele and Silvina is raw and bleeds intensity and that was just in the first twenty percent. Constant ebb and flow between these characters goes through rough and smooth patches. Their families are a major part of the rough. Coursing fractures and bloodletting where none was only a few pages before. Realistic character traits and a huge dose of mafia in the mix creates a power and dominance play that is not for the faint hearted. It’s darkness, grit, edginess, and dirty (and not in a good way). The leader is old school Mafioso, and I mean old school. Their tactics and behaviours should have ceased existence with the fall of the Berlin Wall.

Immersion into the life is shoved down the throats of all pretty much straight from the womb. How could anyone alter that type of operant conditioning, realistically? Most of all, I feel that this book is about the strong protecting the weak. Ensuring the safety of their loved ones. Only with such determined single mindlessness comes repercussions, and these repercussions seldom cause the strong to truly suffer. Oh no, it’s the weak they should protect but it’s the weaker members that pay, and then pay again.

This books contains many different ingredients, any of these will lure in many different types of readers. A read such as this can’t happen all the time, it’s like consuming too much chocolate cake, eventually you feel sick and can’t bring yourself to have anymore. I’m happy to indulge in this type of deliciousness once in awhile if it means reading a book such as this temptress.


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I’m a lover of everything beautifully written no matter the genre.
As an author, I pen flawed characters. I seek the flip side where the soul hides, and once there, I want to be pulled out of my comfort zone by stories that take on a life of their own.

I’ve committed paranormal and young adult books. I’ve done contemporary romance verging on erotica, and I’ve dabbled in supernatural mystery. But my heart is anchored in new adult of the true kind: unapologetic young adult that’s all grown up, with conflicts and passions familiar to college-aged readers and people who remember those days like they happened last night.


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One Wild Night

A flirty, sexy contemporary romance from bestselling authors, A.L. Jackson and Rebecca Shea . . .



Title: One Wild Night

Authors: A.L. Jackson & Rebecca Shea

Series: Hollywood Chronicles

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: 16th April 2018

Cover Design: RBA Designs


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 A flirty, sexy contemporary romance from bestselling authors, A.L. Jackson and Rebecca Shea . . .

 Kaylee Rose Burton, kindergarten teacher, has never been a believer in fantasies.

 Living in L.A. her entire life, she knows the glitz and glam of Hollywood is just an illusion.

 That is until she stumbles head first into the arms of Hollywood’s most eligible bachelor.

 It was just another day for Paxton Myles on the red carpet until the blue-eyed beauty literally stumbles at his feet.

 A single glimpse in her innocent eyes and he knows he has to have her.

 After one night of unbridled passion, Kaylee slips away to live her quite life, but the paparazzi has other ideas.

 When Kaylee’s world comes crashing down, can Paxton convince her that their one wild night could turn into forever?



It’s here! ONE WILD NIGHT is live!

It’s fun.

It’s flirty.

It’s sexy.

And yep, it’ll still give you the feels!

I had an absolute blast writing this collaboration with one of my very best friends, Rebecca Shea, and we’re so proud to bring it to you. It’s a departure from what we typically write, but there is something about it that just hit the spot 😉 

I hope you love Paxton and Kaylee’s super fun, sexy story ❤

xoxo – Amy 

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5 Stars ~ Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Kaylee Rose, one very interesting woman, striving to live a quiet normal life. Someone should have warned her to choose another best friend if that was her true wish. Being the supportive friend she is, Kaylee does something to help and support her best friend Elle. One small decision causes ripples throughout her life, some good and some catastrophic.

“Don’t do that,” I hissed.
“Don’t do what?”
“That thing you do. where you act like nothing is a big deal when you know as well as I do it’s a really big deal.”

One small fall leads her directly into Paxton Myles. A man with more charms than a Pandora bracelet, he oozes sex appeal better than any male underwear model.

‘Warily, I peeked up at my saviour,
Breath gone.
Eyes wide.
Stomach, a mixed-up pool of desire and embarrassment on the floor.
An earth-shattering smile full of bright white teeth had my heart rate shifting into high gear, but it was the playful brown eyes full of mischief and sex that had my knees knocking.’

One Wild Night is a novella, which of course means that the relationship builds quicker than a flat pack box. From instalust this book weaves around and around, some patches smooth and some coarse like sand. Meddling, wicked characters fight tooth and nail to throw up roadblocks and even once manages to activate a volcano.

‘Life was little more than a gathering of memories.
These were memories I was never going to let go of.’

The romance between Kaylee and Paxton develops well, especially for a novella. Nothing feels forced and each small nuance is impactful and full of feelings and sentiment.

“I’d gladly tear you apart, Kaylee Rose. But I promise you, it will be in the very best way. So good, in fact, you’ll be begging me to do it again and again.”
Shivers skated along my flesh.
There was no question in my mind he’d make good on his promise.’

I found myself early on wanting to step through the pages and shake a certain person, and even once considering the realistic potential of throttling someone else. Emotional investment in this read was higher than I knew what to do with. When I had to put it down for even a little while and go do real life stuff, I was either grumpy or had so much anticipation about the story to come, I didn’t know how to cope.

“I never wanted to make things complicated for you.”
He grinned that smile that I’d always known would wreck me. “Don’t ever stop making things complicated for me, baby. That’s just the way I like it. Let the rest of the world think what they like. As long as I’ve got you and you’ve got me, that’s all we need.”

When the cover was revealed for this book I was completely gaga about getting my hands on this one. I have seen so many books that appear high quality, and I will say sexy covers fall flat because the story inside just didn’t cut the mustard. Hand on heart, this wasn’t the case here. One Wild Night was a tilt a whirl of ups and downs and enough high stakes at times to give someone a coronary. Realistic scenarios and enough heat and smex to fog up your windows, I cannot recommend this one enough. Bravo ladies for hitting the ball out of the park on this one, I’ll be one clicking the next one as soon as it hits the web!



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 A.L. Jackson and Rebecca Shea are bestselling authors residing in  Arizona. After being writing partners for five years, it only made sense that they’d put their  minds together to bring their readers something fun, flirty, and sexy.
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