BLOG TOUR                                       MISTS OF THE SERENGETI by Leylah Attar


From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Leylah Attar, comes a standalone, contemporary love story set against the lush backdrop of the Serengeti, in East Africa. Inspired by true events, Mists of the Serengeti is a compelling, emotionally resonant tale of the unknown ways in which we are all connected.


Author: Leylah Attar

Genre: Contemporary Romance / Women’s Fiction

Publisher: Pitch 73 Publishing

Number of Pages: 400+

Release date: 31st January, 2017

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Once in Africa, I kissed a king…

“And just like that, in an old red barn at the foothills of Mount Kilimanjaro, I discovered the elusive magic I had only ever glimpsed between the pages of great love stories. It fluttered around me like a newly born butterfly and settled in a corner of my heart. I held my breath, afraid to exhale for fear it would slip out, never to be found again.”

When a bomb explodes in a mall in East Africa, its aftershocks send two strangers on a collision course that neither one sees coming.

Jack Warden, a divorced coffee farmer in Tanzania, loses his only daughter. An ocean away, in the English countryside, Rodel Emerson loses her only sibling.

Two ordinary people, bound by a tragic afternoon, set out to achieve the extraordinary, as they make three stops to rescue three children across the vast plains of the Serengeti—children who are worth more dead than alive.

But even if they beat the odds, another challenge looms at the end of the line. Can they survive yet another loss—this time of a love that’s bound to slip through their fingers, like the mists that dissipate in the light of the sun?

“Sometimes you come across a rainbow story—one that spans your heart. You might not be able to grasp it or hold on to it, but you can never be sorry for the color and magic it brought.” 

A blend of romance and women’s fiction, Mists of The Serengeti is inspired by true events and contains emotional triggers, including the death of a child. Not recommended for sensitive readers. Standalone, contemporary fiction.




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 ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 

Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse

What a huge page-turning mistake I made at the crack of dawn! The prologue whet my appetite to such an extent that I knew this book was going to be a difficult one to put down. Much to my dismay, I had to since life’s little things got in the way. Saying that, I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d read and was itching to dive back into it. Ms Attar’s eloquent and creative writing is nothing less than breath-taking, overwhelming and simply sublime. Her character development is well above par, and the story so absorbing that I feel obliged to warn the new reader to begin this standalone at a reasonable hour. “Why?” Because the journey you’re taken on will most likely cause sleep deprivation. I would also like to mention that if you go in blind, you won’t regret it either. I was very fortunate in being able to read this book before it was published, but I hadn’t read the synopsis which I feel dampens the element of surprise in any book.

“You’re full of surprises, Rodel Emerson.”

“I’m a teacher.” “And you can call me Ro.”

“I’ve never met a Rodel I didn’t like.”

The setting is beyond visual. I was there! Quite honestly, it was like watching a movie in high definition with sound effects included. And much to my delight, in a country I would love to visit. I saw the majestic Kilimanjaro, I smelt the air, and savoured the beauty of nature’s natural surroundings. The flora and fauna wildlife came alive and even though there are pages without any banter which happens to be what I love most in a book, I really couldn’t have cared less since the author’s descriptive writing is as such that she had me completely mesmerised and in awe.

“You missed the annual migration,” “It’s an extraordinary sight.”

“I can’t imagine it getting any better than this.”

Firstly, I had absolutely no idea about the plight of certain youngsters in Tanzania. Aghast by the barbarities, Ms Attar has gone to great lengths to explain why they are in danger making it easier to understand; however, this doesn’t change the fact that their persecution is totally unacceptable.

“You don’t want to know. Trust me. Some things are better left in the dark, where they belong.”  

The two protagonists’ personal trials and tribulations are cannily woven into a story of loss, love and liberation. The word ‘loss’ shouldn’t be taken lightly because both of them are wallowing in their own sorrow after a tragic event occurs. Guilt-ridden, Jack Warden has no wish whatsoever to see the light of day regardless of his heroic act. From completely different walks of life, neither he nor Rodel Emerson realise they are going to be out of their depth regarding what is on the cards for them.

“. . . You’re in way over your head. You have no idea what you’re getting into.”

Taking into consideration Rodel’s profession and age, her lack in life’s experiences surprised me a tad, nonetheless, it has little to do with her gutsy and fearless attitude. Carrying on what someone dear to her began, won me over. How she manages to control her loss made me cry. Written in italic, her heartfelt thoughts are replied to in her mind, she takes their advice given and will try her utmost to live up to them. Jack is a much more complicated person. But slowly; and ooh how slowly, will Rodel break down Jack’s standoffishness, put him in his place and make him see it’s not unmanly to suffer as he does. Yep folks, Jack is all man underlined and highlighted, so brace yourselves for some scorching hot panty-dropping scenes!  

“Once in Africa, I kissed a king. . .”

How they handle their emotions had me screaming at the top of my voice. I got so damn upset with Jack. It seemed to me their relationship was never going to lift off. While trying to unravel their reasons for holding back became this reader’s challenge and had me urging them on. When push becomes shove and they can’t deny their feelings was when I sighed a breath of relief. Yet nothing is ever cut and dry. Never take what you think will happen for granted because nothing in this heart-wrenching story is what it seems. My heartstrings were pulled to the limit. I adore; and I say this is present tense because these two people who are larger than life, broke me into little pieces. I was put back together in such a manner that not only was I left exhaustingly elated, but also overwhelmed by an epilogue which has made an everlasting impression on me.

 “It wouldn’t be fair. And I don’t have what it takes to let you in and then let you go. I can’t handle any more goodbyes, Rodel.”

This is my kind of read and I have no doubt it will be yours. Get ready for the unexpected; be prepared for some very touching moments, for secondary characters who’ll bring smiles to your face, for high-level angst that’ll have you sitting on the edge of your seat. I truly couldn’t find fault in Mists of the Serengeti. The storyline flows at a steady pace and the book’s outstanding banter helped me to connect to each and every one concerned. Such a mysteriously romantic tale of life’s acceptance and struggles inspired by true events deserves no less than SIX STARS! BRAVO!

A couple of my fave quotes:

“. . . remember how you painted my world with your colors. Remember your rainbow halo.”

“I will.” “I’ll remember. For the rest of my life.”

“You’re my rainbow-haloed girl, and you’re freaking magical. Don’t you ever forget that.”




“I’ve missed you.” She traced the lines of my face, her hair falling like a curtain around me. “You’re like the broken chapter of my favorite story.”

Something fierce trembled inside of me as I tucked one side of her hair behind her ear. How could I explain to her the hunger, the craving, the obsession? The small, sharp memories of her, always at the edge of my brain? I couldn’t. So I kissed her. With all the words I couldn’t form. My arms locked around her and she melted into me like a sigh.

It was soft, butter-smooth love. Heat rising under our skin. Clothes undone. A string of kisses on her breast. Her legs sliding against mine. The rapture of re-learning her curves. The indescribable fullness of holding her, of watching her body respond to the sensations I was making her feel.

I was hungry for her and hungry to pleasure her. With my hands and my lips and my tongue. I loved the way she came—body arched, mouth open, warm flesh quivering under my touch. Each time she reached her peak, I burned a little more, until the desire to possess raged through my blood like an inferno. There was a brief tear of a foil wrapper, and then I sank into her—deeply, completely.

God. The feel of her body opening up to me, molding around me like a warm, wet glove. Her tongue in my mouth. The way her hands clutched me. The way her leg wrapped around my hip. I bit her shoulder as the animal in me rose. And then it was all primal passion, nothing but the sound of her soft moans. My release should have been quick, but I held on, not wanting it to end. Being inside of her was like a drug. Being inside of her was pure euphoria. I captured the gasp that escaped her as her body stiffened. She was coming again.

“Yes,” I growled as she writhed under me. “Fuck, yes.” And then I gave in to the explosion of fiery sensations that overtook me, rocking me to the core.

In the aftermath, she slipped her leg between mine and put her head on my chest. I could feel her eyelashes against my skin every time she blinked. It was the tiniest flutter—the softest sensation—but it soothed the hot, brimming ache her absence had left. A wave of completeness washed over me as slowly, gradually, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in my arms.



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Leylah Attar writes stories about love – shaken, stirred, and served with a twist. She lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, son, and all the voices in her head. Sometimes she disappears into the black hole of the internet, but can usually be enticed out with chocolate. Leylah is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, represented by Amy Tannenbaum of the Jane Rotrosen Agency.


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                          BLOG TOUR / REVIEW                                       DEAR LIFE by MEGHAN QUINN




Author: Meghan Quinn

Genre: NA Contemporary Romance

Release Date: 5th January, 2017

Cover Design: Meghan Quinn

Photographer: Lauren Perry




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Four lives. Four stories. Four sets of letters. Four brave souls in need of guidance while facing life’s greatest challenges.

The anonymously published Dear Life program is designed to help them step outside of their comfort zones, face their obstacles, and relinquish their demons…and prove their existence.

With their lives teetering between wanting more and losing it all, all four souls dive into the program as a New Year’s resolution, sending them on a crazy, life-altering journey.

Dear Life,

Please be kind.

Yours truly, Hollyn, Jace, Daisy, and Carter.


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Kindle Friends Forever: 4 Stars

Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse

It’s difficult to imagine how four young adults with such different backgrounds find each other on a level that would become second to none. However, the beginning of the book confused me a tad and I found the pace lacking in that something I needed to keep my attention. Saying that, when their stories started to meld together, I was hooked!  Personal reasons bring them together in unusual surroundings. Maybe I’m living in a cloud, but I sincerely hope that everyone that needs to vent their fears, feelings and doubts have the opportunity to be able to go to a place-haven as is Dear Life’s project. The character development is really well-thought-out by the author. In fact, I was quite taken aback by their controversial traits and loved their sassy banter, discussions and advice to one another. Now then, whether they listen and take note is another story! Each of them have a task to carry out. It’s not complicated, oh noit’s far much more than that! If you’ve had the opportunity of seeing any of this book’s teasers, you’ll find them on our blog post and understand how they release their pent-up emotions. And folks, they’re so damn original and so freakin’ touching.

I still can’t get Carter Crawford out of my mind. I adored his sarcasm, broodiness and hated his selfishness. He turned me around his little finger with a shameful ease and weaved his way into my heart. Talk about rebellious isn’t in it. He’s the bad boy! The lad who had no wish whatsoever to integrate but needed to for reasons to be divulged. He’s got a huge chip on his shoulder, blames all and sundry for his problems and can’t see further than his nose. Until… her!

“I’m Carter, and life emasculated me in every which way.”

“Care to explain?”

“Nah, I’m good.”

While writing this review, mentioning Daisy brings a huge smile to my face. She makes the sun shine even when the horizon is black. She is my heroine. Never have I experienced such a positively innocent soul like her. Since she’s lived a sheltered life; her social skills are non-existent, her archaic dress sense not to be taken seriously, her dialogue, hindered. Within her obliged group of companions, she gains respect and concern. But her go get it attitude melted my heart! She wants to experience life, takes the bull by the horns regardless of the consequences. And did I cheer her on or what!

“I know how you feel, snowflake, wanting that freedom.”

I grieved alongside Hollyn up to a certain point. Her story is a sad one since she doesn’t want to let go of a devastating past and at such a young age. No-one should have to experience such heartbreak. Nonetheless, my patience with her was at times, thin. I had trouble getting inside her shoes though and had no wish to be in her position. This sounds awfully cruel on my part but her continuous daily sufferance after such a long time, wore me out. Jace’s cajoling gave her no option to open up. Then I began to understand why she ached so much for what couldn’t be.

“Grief is hard, exposing yourself to it and therefore experiencing it even harder.”

Jace is special. He’s the guy next door your mum would love you to bring home. He’s between a rock and a hard place and there doesn’t seem to be a solution to his problem. He only has one… or maybe two, but he’ll try his damnedest to solve them. What I loved about Jace was how he confronted his issues head on and wasn’t scared to do so. He is a player of the best kind. Fair and worthy of being heard.

“We’re honest with each other, if anything. Tell me what’s going on.”

It was a pleasure meeting all of them and observe their journey for a better life. They’re in the thick of it whether they like it or not. Four letters, four opinions, four contrasting characters are guided by a gutsy lady and a half which I am sure you will invest in regardless of her bolshie ways.

“Be kind, be courageous, and keep moving forward. Keep proving your existence, day by day Prove it.”

I can’t tell you how hard I fell for Carter. His letters were perfectly him. Daisy! She blinking well blew my socks off!  Hollyn and Jace—yes, they’re important to the story’s plot, but they didn’t get under my skin as much as their friends did. Maybe there should have been two books. Reflecting on my dilemma, I really think that Ms Quinn has been very adventurous having four protagonists in one book. And the ending of this story! Meghan’s candid confession hit home in a way that had me grabbing for a man-sized hankie. I had no idea. She hit on that spot that summed up this read even before I could. Bravo ma’am!


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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!



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                                     BLOG TOUR                                                              VICIOUS by L. J. SHEN



Author: Vicious

Series Sinners of Saint #1

Author: L.J. Shen

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release date: 27th December, 2017

Cover Model: Andrea Denver

Cover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs


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 They say love and hate are the same feelings experienced under different circumstances, and it’s true.

The man who comes to me in my dreams also haunts me in my nightmares.

He is a brilliant lawyer.

A skilled criminal.

A beautiful liar.

A bully and a savior, a monster and a lover.

Ten years ago, he made me run away from the small town where we lived. Now, he came for me in New York, and he isn’t leaving until he takes me with him.


She is a starving artist.

Pretty and evasive like cherry blossom.

Ten years ago, she barged into my life unannounced and turned everything upside down.

She paid the price.

Emilia LeBlanc is completely off-limits, my best friend’s ex-girlfriend. The woman who knows my darkest secret, and the daughter of the cheap Help we hired to take care of our estate.

That should deter me from chasing her, but it doesn’t.

So she hates me. Big fucking deal.

She better get used to me.




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“If you’re looking for a book that’s a little bit dark, a little bit twisted, with a character driven story that leaves you panting more than once, Vicious is it.” – 5 Obsessed Stars – Reader Review

“Absolutely amazing book! You will never find another guy like Vicious and you will never find another book like this ever.”– Tongan Book Lover 5 Stars

“Christ. Just Christ. The naughty bits are hot and steamy, the love story is unique for sure, and the writing is fucking epic because LJ Shen.” – Mells View 5 Stars



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5 Vicious Stars: Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse

Don’t you love that feeling of excitement you get when you read the first paragraph in the first chapter and know that book you’ve started is going to make you put your life on hold? Ms Shen’s story did just that to me and at a drop of a hat. Never was the male protagonist’s nick name taken in vain as he most certainly lived up to this adjective’s definition. Re: the title. Although I skipped no words, what I didn’t do was highlight any passages or jot down notes. By doing so would have essentially slowed my reading pace down which wasn’t an option. By being overly toyed with the plot, I was given no choice but to reread the whole book which I can assure you, was effortless! The author left me spent and guess what… I wanted more! So be warned; Shen’s story isn’t merely reading her written words. The depth of them is nothing less than absorbing. The force of the storyline is as such that delving deeply into the thoughts of two diversely different characters’ backgrounds and personalities results in a very challenging and an emotional read. The time-frame construed made my morbid curiosity yearn for the next move like a bee to a honeypot and was perfect. In this case, the word perfect is an understatement.

Baron Spencer has reasons for not wanting to use his given name. He also has reasons for being callous and downright ruthless. Figuratively speaking, he provoked my thoughts to such an extent that I could have given him a taste of his own medicine. I felt quite ashamed of myself for loving him regardless of his outrageous behaviour towards Emilia LeBlanc. She just so happened to be in the firing line, and I had no doubt that if it wasn’t her, it would have been someone else. But she was the perfect target in the wrong place at the right time.

“Ms LeBlanc, who am I?”
“A sadistic jerk?”

Vicious’ quest for vengeance is a complicated one and would normally be the recipe for disaster for someone as young as him. I was astounded that nothing ruffled his feathers, that he’s in no rush… at all. The timeline is very relevant though. He doesn’t even need to put manipulating skills to the test. He’s a born natural! He’d learnt at an early age the hard way and the situations he plays on are always to his advantage. Nevertheless, Vicious still got under my skin, and still annoyed and bewildered the pants off me!

“I smell a challenge. You know I’m always a little silly for a challenge…”

Now then, the author went to town on her characters’ development in such a way that for me, it was obvious from the start that she wanted to shock the reader. There’s no lovey-dovey relationships with any of Vicious’ tight-knit group of friends, either. They know what to expect and stick together… until one of them steps into his territory and upsets well-laid plans depending on how one looks at it. And that folks, is when the merde hits the fan! Yet bent truths have a way of showing their ugly heads sooner or later.

“What’s your problem with me, huh? What have I ever done to deserve this?”

Only Vicious has the audacity to give the noun ‘help’ in parenthesis to a gal who never deserved his ire. Maybe said noun will change into the verb. Wait and see future readers! Emilia is not only adorable, naïve and a talented, but also a fighter. Neither her dress sense nor social status worries her. I had her back throughout what was to become a game of deception she had no idea she was participating in. She’s a pawn in a catastrophic secret which was beyond her. If you’re like me and can’t wait for the outcome, get ready ‘cause it’s harsh and will help you to put Vicious’ story is into perspective!

“How about you keep your side of the deal, Ms LeBlanc?”
“I will. Eventually. Patience is a virtue.”

Her foremost concern is for her sister whose handicap is one of the bi-roots of this story. However, certain circumstances put me in panic mode because I had no idea how either of them were going to come out this nightmare unscathed. There wasn’t one moment I sat back and breathed deeply. I was on tenterhooks; on their team cheering them on.

“I don’t know what you’ve got planned for her, but if it’s vicious like you, I’m not going to let you get away with it.”

None of the most important characters swayed their ideals in a fast-flowing but complex story. Some of them grew up side by side, were successful in their joint professions and their joint goals in life. Others weren’t so fortunate. Their ups and downs are at all times, easy to relate to. Except of course, Vicious! But the simple fact that they don’t adhere to his convoluted ways of thinking or his actions was for me, chapeau. His persona is unbendable, he is invincible, he is outstanding!

“I’m going to regret this”
“Probably.” “But it’ll be worth it.”

Summing up this read is not as easy-peasy as I thought it would be. I hope I haven’t let on because the last thing I would do is inadvertently spoil this read for you. Please take note that I haven’t mentioned the bedroom scenes in this review. I’d like to say more. I won’t! What I can say is the magnetism between Emilia and Vicious is Off. The. Charts, their dialogue—incredible. There was not a single thing I disliked about this book and it’s fast become one of my fave reads this year. I couldn’t have wished to have had a better initiation into Ms Shen’s storytelling, too. The editing and proofreading which I give a lot of importance to was faultless. Bravo ma’am!

“Am I an idiot for sitting here with you?”
“You’re a lot of things. And idiot has never been one of them.”
“Then what am I?”
You’re … complicated…”




“You’re pissing me off,” she said quietly, her eyes still searching my face.

“And that’s turning me on,” I retorted, my voice flat. “So you might wanna tone down the hate glares if you don’t wanna find yourself being fucked on this desk with the blinds still open.”

I was still staring at my screen, working on the merger deal I was eager to get signed before Christmas, but I could see from my peripheral that she had paled. I liked how—once again—I’d gotten under her skin. Quickly.

“You’re disgusting,” she muttered, still staring at me—but not in a way that suggested she was appalled.

I cracked my neck, opening my browser and checking the stocks on the screen, skimming through the greens and the reds. “That may well be, but I’m balls deep in your fucking head, Help, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Her eyes glittered with rage, and fuck, I was so hard, and fuck, she was so beautiful. This was so on. I was going to fuck Dean’s ex-girlfriend, use her for my personal needs, and toss her away when I was done.

And after choosing the wrong guy, there was no doubt in my mind, she deserved it too.

“You just gave Floyd a lecture about the inter-office fraternization policy. No mixing business and pleasure.” She leaned forward. Her elbow touched my finger accidentally, and she jerked it away.

I met her halfway, erasing the space between us across the desk. “Correction—guys like Floyd won’t give you pleasure. Men like me would. Besides, the man likes Arrow,” I drawled, as if this alone was a reason to fire him.

To me, it was.

“You know what your problem is, Vicious? You still haven’t decided if you hate me or like me. That’s why you act like this every time I’m around other men.” There wasn’t a trace of embarrassment in her voice. She owned up to this.

What she didn’t know was that I knew exactly how I felt about her.

I hated her, but was attracted to her. It was really that simple.

“You know what I feel right now, Ms. LeBlanc? I feel like you need to pack a fucking bag and start making the necessary arrangements. You’re coming with me to California, whether you like it or not.”





L.J. Shen resides in sunny California with her husband, son, chubby cat and wild, wild dreams. Her passion is to write badass stories, sushi, UFC and her awesome family and friends (not in this order, though. Obviously, sushi comes before writing. Oh, and also the family part.) She spend the first half of her twenties traveling the world and is now paying all the fun with extra shifts in front of her MacBook. Feel free to contact her on her Facebook page. She loves to hear from readers.


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                                      BLOG TOUR                                             HATE STORY by NICOLE WILLIAMS



Title: Hate Story

Author: Nicole Williams

Genre: Contemporary Romance 

Release date: 23rd December, 2016


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Nina can’t let herself fall in love with the man she’s going to marry. Both of them have experienced the sting and sham of love and have no intentions of falling victim to it twice. Love is expensive—hate is free.

Three years. A million dollars. A solution to both of their problems. They planned it all, from the story of their first meeting to the date of their divorce. Nothing could go wrong.

But what they didn’t consider was chemistry, and Nina and Max have no shortage of it. After too many near-kisses, Nina convinces herself that hating Max is better than loving him, and the more she gets to know this soon-to-be-husband of hers, the more she discovers just how very much she truly, madly, and deeply . . . hates him.

This isn’t a love story. This is the other kind.






He hadn’t stopped smiling at me, and it wasn’t the friendly kind of smile. It was the kind that made it seem like he was in on some secret I wasn’t privy to. The kind of smile that made me feel like I was being trifled with and made the punch line of a hundred jokes I had yet to hear.
I wanted to wipe the cocky smile off his face, but that would have required touching him and even I wasn’t gutsy enough for that. A woman did not touch a guy like him unless she wanted him to be her undoing. Nope. You didn’t play with fire. You didn’t touch it. You didn’t even come close.
Fire. That was all I saw when I looked at him. I was playing with it by agreeing to this kind of arrangement with him.
Even the way he lounged in the chair was smug. Like it was his throne and he was just waiting for minions to come bow before him.
“You’re younger than I thought you’d be.” He broke the silence first.
Though it was faint, I could just make out an accent. It was European, but I couldn’t nail down the country. To look at the bastard, you’d think he was Scandinavian—blond hair, blue eyes, commanding frame—but his accent was too sharp to hail from the land of Vikings.
I was tempted to glare at the tipped smile aimed at me, but I didn’t want to lead him to the impression I cared. I gave him my version of the same smile, abandoning my “no expectations” policy for the prospect of pissing him off. “You’re older than I thought you’d be.”
His smile shifted into the realm of a smirk, like he knew I was lying. So yeah, maybe I was lying about thinking he was older, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of confirming his silent accusation. He was older than me, but not by much. He might have been closing in on thirty, but he wasn’t past it.
He leaned forward in the chair. When his gaze circled my face to my fiery red hair, his brow elevated. Yes, I am the stereotype. Be warned.
“Prettier too.”
I stiffened. He was fucking with me now. I’d already agreed to marry him. How much more did he think he could screw me over?
I gave him a cursory glance and kept the unaffected look on my face. “Uglier.”
He cocked a brow like he knew better. “And the personality of ten women rolled into one.”
His head shook once. “Intrigued.”
His eyes investigated me again. It felt intrusive, definitely not cursory. “Impressed.”
“As impressed by me as the woman in heat who was just mauling you over by the bar?”
“You mean the woman who gave me this?” He pulled something out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket and set it on the small table between us.
It was a hotel card key. With a lipstick kiss pressed into it.
“Classy place, this five-star hotel.” I glanced back at the woman at the bar. She was still there, watching him as though he was the height of the male species. “Did you tell her the reason you were here?”
His attention stayed on me. “Yes, I told her I was here to meet the woman I was going to marry.”
My stomach wrung. This was the man I was going to marry.
Holy shit.
“And she didn’t ask for her room key back?” I asked.
“She didn’t give it to me until right after I mentioned that.” His stare was intense. Too intense. I felt like every secret—every piece of who I was—was strewn out on that table for him to see. “Women love a man who isn’t afraid of commitment. It’s like an aphrodisiac.”
“You know what else women like?” I didn’t pause for an answer because I guessed he didn’t have a clue. “A man who’s humble.”
He fought a smile and leaned back in his chair when a server approached with a couple of drinks on a tray. “No, they like to think they do, but they don’t.” His head shook authoritatively. “They like the cocky bastard who goes after what he wants and doesn’t take no for an answer.”
Because the server was shielding some of me from his view, I allowed myself to shift. I was getting fired up, and if he kept saying the same kinds of things with the same kinds of looks on his face, that drink was going to wind up in his face.
That was when I noticed what the server had set in front of me. A tumbler with something amber in color. The same thing she was setting in front of him. Although from the curve of her smile, she was offering to give him a blow job on the side, compliments of the house.
“What is this?” I asked. Him. Her. Whoever wanted to answer.
“Scotch,” he answered, ignoring the server lingering between us.
My nose curled at the drink.
“Expensive scotch.”
“I don’t care if it came from the fountain of youth. I won’t drink it.”
His forehead creased with what appeared to be irritation, but I couldn’t be sure. Maybe it was confusion, like he couldn’t decide what to make of me. “You would have me believe you wouldn’t take a sip of that if you knew it would give you eternal life?” When I shook my head, his head tipped. “Why?”
“Because I value my free will far more than long life.” I pushed the drink away until it clinked against his. “I’d rather live one day free than an eternity in a cage.”
He was quiet for a moment. The server stayed between us, staring at him, waiting.
“Then why are you here?” he asked me finally.
I leaned forward and hoped my stare was as powerful as his. “Because free will is expensive.”




Kindle Friends Forever 5 Review by Sharon Thérèse

The premise of this story is not new one. Nonetheless; Ms Williams managed to make this read especially hateful, downright lovable and totally unputdownable. I had no option but to put life on hold and do an all-nighter! So be warned; if you start reading it at stupid o’clock like me, you’ll most likely have to pay for the consequences the next day! This author never ceases to astound me with her writings. Her protagonists’ personalities and woeful stories quite honestly played havoc with my imagination. She made them come alive in such a way that at times I felt like I was intruding on their most personal space. In fact, talk about babbling to myself isn’t in it! If I gave advice to one, the other was getting a good talking to and vice versa! And did either of them listen to me? Nope!

“Better to worry too much and be pleasantly surprised than worry too little and get taken advantage of.”

As Nina Burton’s story panned out, she effortlessly got under my skin and I soon understood the predicament she was in. Solution’s seed was sown by Kate, her sassy and open-minded bestie who at all times, was in the background and had her back. I actually felt what Nina was about to do arguably debatable. Feasible, definitely. Morally correct…you’ll have to make your own minds up! Yet like Kate, I still thought if no-one was going to get hurt, this short-longish project of sorts might just work out regardless of Nina shying away from any kind of emotional relationship.

“You are clueless.”

“Yeah, and I’d like to remain clueless when it comes to that part of his anatomy, so scoot…”

Observing this young woman give as good as she gets and come over so strong blew the socks off me! Her dry wit creased me up and her no-nonsense fighter attitude I adored. However, as she’d willing stepped out of her comfort zone, the way she handled her emotions annoyed me a tad. Her consuming fears were like blinkers. She couldn’t see further than her nose when the man who inadvertently wiggled his way into her life consumed her. Always a lover of Shakespearean scenarios, tragedy seemed to be too close to home for my comfort.

“This isn’t an act. Maybe it was in the beginning. Maybe I wish it still were. But this—it’s not an act.”

Why then, did I support the heroine and blast the hero out of the astrosphere when his proposition was the perfect package? Probably because said package was indecently his to start with. Although my pain for Nina was fraught; in contrast, Max brought out even more conflicting feeling in me. Re: Hate Story! I truly wanted to give Nina a good wake up call, too. I found her icy attitude towards him incomprehensible seeing as he tried so hard to make things work under such unusual circumstances. I knew her trust issues were justifiable. Hurtful events going back as far as she remembers became my present torment and hers. . . they were always hers. Saying that, her future worries stem from this and are the crux of the matter. In her book, getting close to anyone was a no-no. Will that solid wall she’d carefully built around her heart protect her from Maximilian Hans Xavier Sturm?

“I’m good with my hands. I’ve got references should you need them”

“I’m sure the only reference who’d give a glowing recommendation is the region below your belt.”

Was making a deal with the devilishly gorgeous Max who wears a suit like his second skin, selling her soul? In my book, yes! He’s drop-dead yummy gals. . . but, and the huge but is how long it takes Nina to realise what she’d actually let herself in for. Believe me, all my feelings cried out aloud in that one unlawful clause written in ink that has a sell by date making me want to curl up and die. Signing on the dotted line was easy to envisage, difficult to fathom. . . do they abide by it or keep their promises?

“Is your silence a sign of agreement, disagreement, or indecision?”

Maximillian Hans Xavier Sturm. It’s been a long while since I have been able to invest in such a character as is him. He has personal reasons for his actions. Neither he nor I ever expected an outcome that would floor both of us. While writing this review, I sobbed my heart out. His stance regarding the situation Nina and himself were in was of his own doing. Only throughout the story did I see him grow and bend beyond my wishes showing me his true facets. In fact, I really hope the author doesn’t mind but I have to speak to him in first person. “Max, you did good. Your patience was your virtue.” Saying that, I lost my patience with Nina whilst she battled with her emotions.

“But one day at a time, okay? Don’t rush this. Don’t rush us.”

I really don’t want you to take these words of mine lightly. This heartfelt standalone is worthy of reading. The storyline was above my expectations, the secondary character development, par excellent. Family conflicts come to a head giving this read the spice I yearned for. As you might have observed in this review, I haven’t mentioned the bedroom scenes. I was actually prepared to give them second place since this story is so much more than this. Despite trying to ignore them, I simply couldn’t. Aptly woven into two beautiful characters’ to and fro, come and go or make it and break it, these precious moments grazed my thoughts just enough to make me smile. Conclusion, Max and Nina made me believe life’s struggles are worth it. And Nina’s secret is safe with me. Bravo Ms Williams!





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Nicole Williams is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of contemporary and young adult romance, including the Crash and Lost & Found series. Her books have been published by HarperTeen and Simon & Schuster in both domestic and foreign markets, while she continues to self-publish additional titles. She is working on a new YA series with Crown Books (a division of Random House) as well. She loves romance, from the sweet to the steamy, and writes stories about characters in search of their happily even after. She grew up surrounded by books and plans on writing until the day she dies, even if it’s just for her own personal enjoyment. She still buys paperbacks because she’s all nostalgic like that, but her kindle never goes neglected for too long. When not writing, she spends her time with her husband and daughter, and whatever time’s left over she’s forced to fit too many hobbies into too little time.


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Title: Archer’s Voice

Author: Mia Sheridan

Genre: New Adult Romance

Release Date: 1st November, 2016

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“5 stars!!! Read this book, guys!! Archer’s Voice was one of the most heartwarming and uniquely beautiful stories I have ever read.  Mia Sheridan’s ability to convey strong emotions and vivid imagery through her writing is absolutely captivating.  This was a gorgeous tale of survival and the healing power of love.  I strongly encourage everyone to read it!!  Without a doubt, it is now one of my top-favorite books!” –Aestas’ Book Blog


“5 stars! Flawlessly and poignantly written, Bree and Archer’s heart-wrenching but truly beautiful love story touched my heart in so many exquisite ways, I felt ruined at the end of it…. In a world that celebrates ‘bad boys’ and their antics, Archer Hale stands as a God among men.” –Natasha is a Book Junkie


“5 stars! Best book of the year…. From intense sweetness to intense hurt and jealousy to sorrow and heartache (and not necessarily in that order), this story has it all.  And this author does it right!” –Maryse’s Book Blog


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When Bree Prescott arrives in the sleepy, lakeside town of Pelion, Maine, she hopes against hope that this is the place where she will finally find the peace she so desperately seeks. On her first day there, her life collides with Archer Hale, an isolated man who holds a secret agony of his own. A man no one else sees.

Archer’s Voice is the story of a woman chained to the memory of one horrifying night and the man whose love is the key to her freedom. It is the story of a silent man who lives with an excruciating wound and the woman who helps him find his voice. It is the story of suffering, fate, and the transformative power of love.




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archers-authorMia Sheridan is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. Her passion is weaving true love stories about people destined to be together. Mia lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her husband. They have four children here on earth and one in heaven.






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We’re so excited about the release of  STROKED LONG  by Meghan Quinn! 


STROKED LONG  by Meghan Quinn

Series: The Stroked Series #2

Release Date: September 20, 2016

Genre: NA Romantic Comedy

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From his dirty-blond hair and breathtaking smile, to the abs from heaven and the irresistible V in his waistline, everything about Bodi Olympic-gold-medalist Banks screams hot piece of @$$.

Yet there’s more.

Dark shadows lurk behind his soulful, serious eyes.

I’m enamored. He’s captured me.

How can running an art foundation with Bodi Banks turns into a slow-burning, epic romance, even though he tries to push me away at every chance? How can I stay away from a broken, routine-driven man whose soul cries to be forgiven for a crime only he believes he committed? Or is that a lie?

STROKED LONG can be read as a stand alone.




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5 Splashing Stars.  Review by Sharon Thérèse

I really like it when we have a series and the books in them can be read as standalones. This is the case of Stroked Long. Now then; I thoroughly enjoyed Stroked, had a lot of laughs and the moment it was released couldn’t have been more fitting considering I’d been plastered to the TV watching the Olympics. But there’s a character in it that brought out the worst in me lol. Yep, I loved to hate her so much that it took all my willpower to control myself. Since the last thing I wanted was a bashed Kindle, throwing a few profane words at her was my way of letting off steam. Here, I sat back, lapped it up (excuse the pun!) and by the time I reached the ending, I’d notched the star rating up on the scale.

To begin with, I thought that the storyline was a tad exaggerated. However, I was mistaken and all said and done, this is exactly what it is: a story and a very good one at that. My heart went out to Olympic swimmer, Bodi Banks on many occasions. How very sad it must be to live your life eaten up with guilt. This provoked me to analyse why after so long and with help, he couldn’t get over such a traumatic experience that happened at such a young age. Well, the author does go to great lengths: pun unintended, to explain his fears and describes in every minute detail his own personal way of dealing with them in daily life. It is not nice, not a joke and this touch gave the book a profound depth. Saying that, laugh out loud moments abound softening the harsh reality of him lacking confidence in certain areas.

“I’m a little peculiar about things.”

“Say no more.”

Bodi is sex on legs but not in in the least bit pretentious. Of course, it’s not surprising he’s got a ripped physique as his training is arduous but more important, it’s also his escape. I had conflicting feeling about his sister who had been trying to help her brother for years. Yet only her, her lover and his trainer know the true Bodi behind the scenes. They protect him from the limelight and try to protect him for himself which believe you me, isn’t an easy task. Socializing is by no means his forte, so he’s teamed up with Rubi Hearts. Yep, that’s her name and who wouldn’t love to have a one like hers? Helping the less fortunate is on the agenda making me wonder if he’d be able to break out of his shell or worse, sink even deeper.

“Games? What games . . .?”  “Oh, the Olympics. Gosh, you say it so casually, as if it’s some weekend cricket match you plan on participating out in Napa…”

I really connected to Rubi. Not only does she have the patience of a saint, but she’s got a smashing sense of humour, she’s a ray of sunshine in Bodi’s life and quite adorable. She tends to put her foot in it at times since keeping her thoughts to herself isn’t one of her strong points. Rubi does her best and puts her best foot forward… okay, there’s a lot of feet in this passage but nevertheless, how could I not excuse this lass with a heart of gold for her blunders when all she’d ever dreamt about is right in front of her nose!

“So you like swimming, huh?”

Then the texting starts between these two and ooh boy, this is where without any let up, the fun begins! Much to my delight, Bodi’s hidden façade soars sky-high in his messages to Rubi. Yeah, he lets loose and is quite the unexpected dark horse and quite the dirty talker. Should I mention what was said in them? I’d like you have to find out for yourselves but I’m going to be naughty and give you a snippet.

“My, my, my Bodi Banks, such the dirty talker. I never would have guessed.”

“Neither would I. You bring it out of me, Rubes.”

The extraordinary banter had me in fits and grabbing for a fan under the sheets at daft o’clock.   Yep, the build-up of sexual tension kept me on my toes as did one bitter scenario that pulled on my heartstrings. Wishing Bodi would take a leap of faith and open up to Rubi seemed to be beyond his control. By now I’m in a nervous wreck, flipping the pages faster than I can read them and was it worth going cross-eyed or not? Abso-freakin’-lutely!

“You lost your sock? For some reason I’m not surprised.”

What made me smile and growl consecutively was the appearance of the infamous Bellini Chambers. Tut-tut Meghan. . . you couldn’t resist tangling her obnoxiousness ways in front the reader’s nose, could you?  Folks, I’m be pretty sure we haven’t seen the last of her and I’d be surprised if more than one of her sorrowfully pathetic anecdotes don’t turn up in Stroked Hard. Keeping my fingers crossed because Meghan, I’m obsessed with Cruela de Bellini! In fact, I have my suspicions as to who’s turn it will be in the follow-up. Of course, no names mentioned because I’m not one to spoil the fun. . .

“You’re hired, effective immediately,”

To sum up this read. I loved it. The character development, the well-paced storyline and the flowing banter was exactly what I needed to pull me out of a book slump. Ms Quinn, you have hit it on the nail. I salute you! BRAVO!





STROKED by Meghan Quinn

Released: July 19, 2016

Cover Designer: Murphy Rae

NA Romantic Comedy


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Reese King: Olympic medalist, underwear model, Greek god.

His body is chiseled from rock, sculpted by the weight room, and refined by water.

On a daily basis his skin is completely bare for everyone to see, tan and defined, only covered up by a minuscule piece of spandex. There is no denying his sex appeal.

I hate to admit it, but I’m head over heels infatuated with him.

There is one HUGE problem though. His achingly gorgeous abs, inked up arm, and cocky swagger belong to my boss, the high-profile, reality star bitch from hell and certified heinous human being, Bellini Chambers.

What I think is going to be an easy job assisting a glorified wench turns into a cluster f*ck of epic proportions.



Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!


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Title: Booty Camp Dating Service

Author: Debra Anastasia

Genre: Romantic Comedy

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Release Day: 28th August, 2016


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Booty Camp Dating Service is a wildly successful matchmaking company. The twist? Well, Wolf (who inherited his gift for seeing potential love) is NEVER wrong when he matches people.

He’s sexy but stays behind the scenes, letting his buddy, Chance do all the talking while he matches the clients at parties and events. Booty Camp Dating Service travels the country, and nine months after they leave the city there’s always a flurry of weddings and an accompanying baby boom. Booty Camp claims that clients will be 110% satisfied and they deliver on that promise every single time.

Except Wolf refuses to deliver on that guarantee for himself. He doesn’t find love until Hazel’s best friend pushes her through his front door. Now all he wants to do is make sure Hazel is 110% satisfied…in his bed. Which, ironically, would break the very rules Wolf demands of his employees–no dating clients, ever. So instead, Wolf and Hazel fight. And kiss. And fight some more.

Will Wolf’s own rules make him the very first Booty Camp Happily Never After? (Book Camp Dating Service is a STAND ALONE!)




Wolf pulled her close so her chest was pressed into his and used his other hand to throw everything off his desk, including the light. It tossed interesting shadows around the room, but her magnificent face was highlighted, and that was exactly what he needed. He kissed her while laying her gently back on the desk.

“Hey.” Hazel stopped him, and he waited to see what she needed while panting a bit. “Don’t be gentle, for fuck’s sake.”

He stood up and looked at the wall for a second, running his hands down his face.

“Am I too much for you?” she asked.

He heard the hint of self-conscious seeping in. And that was criminal.

He crawled on top of the desk, caging her between his hands and knees.

“No. My problem is that I want a bed. And maybe some rope and lots of lube and good music and a few things that vibrate in a drawer close by. I want to make you come on my face so hard you think you’re dying and this”—he looked around his office—“is none of that.”

Hazel’s returning bravado made her eyes sparkle. “Surely a man that runs a dating service can be creative when he needs to be?”

His only reply to her dare was to put her nipple in his mouth while massaging between her legs with one hand. With the other he balanced above her perilously on the narrow desk. His knees were close to the edge, hemming her in.

She bucked against his hand and hissed at him. “Get to work, then.” She grabbed his face and pulled it back up to her mouth.


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Kindle Friends Forever: Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse

Four  Stars

I can’t ever recall reading a book with such an original plot. The author’s work held my attention from the beginning to end and is indisputably descriptive. Her humorous and at times, absurd prose had me gulping for air after laughing my head off. Her character development is also second to none. The different situations her protagonists find themselves is in all honestly, scarcely credible. However, one never knows if in the future, a dating service on this line becomes a reality. I most certainly felt like I was participating in the events and thoroughly enjoyed myself!

“Actually, those guys aren’t your match. Um… your match wasn’t able to make it tonight.”

Wolf Saber is a scrupulous man and practices what he preaches. I couldn’t help but respect him for his non-fraternizing policy between employees and clients. Although I did got a tad mad with him for bending those very rules that held him back, I eventually forgave him because someone very dear found their better half in an instant. Yes, there’s an overdose of insta-love in this story and you’ll see why his generosity and matchmaking skills abound in mysterious ways. Okay, signing up on the bottom line guarantees one hundred and ten percent satisfaction. Lol, loved the ten percent extra which will be the cause for hilarious discussion. Wolf never fails. Or does he?

“You’re a tough lady to satisfy. We might need a car battery and jackhammer, so I hear.”

This drop-dead gorgeous savvy businessman is so damn dateable it’s flipping ridiculous. I’d be his first candidate, but it was a hard case of looky-looky, no touchy-touchy! Horrendously grumpy, he doesn’t consider himself worthy of a solid relationship for various reasons to be divulged. One of them I can tell you about since it won’t spoil the story for you. It’s all work and no play making Wolf an extremely dull boy! By now, all the chips were down in by book. So why did my heart flutter, or why did I even bother to worry about his well-being? Despite him being pig-headed and a one-eyed fool when it boils down to his own personal life, I truly thought he’s destiny was just around the corner. And blind men walk in regardless of what is facing them. Deep down, he knew this. Denying the ways of the heart would be deceiving everything he’d been brought up to believe in.

“Of course this stealer, stealer, pumpkin peeler will pay the fare.”

Hazel Lavender has been cajoled by her bestie and she’s not a happy bunny. Ooh boy, her angsty vibes simmered off the pages. She puts up a front and tries to please. She goes with the flow and pays a small fortune hoping just maybe, her broken heart will be repaired. Hazel is so lovely, so cool-headed and so sceptical that I couldn’t help but to connect with her. Who wouldn’t after what she’s been through! By the way, I hated her ex so much I wanted to bash him on the head! So she’s swayed into this proposition which sounds dodgy to her ears but as she’s a nice person, she wants to give her friend the benefit of the doubt. Find the love of her life and thanks very much to yours truly wasn’t exactly how it worked out though. Ouch! Kick ass or what, isn’t in it! She demands, no… stamps her feet at what she thinks is a con and gets herself into situations you would never be able to conjure up in a million years. I loved this gal to smithereens and cheered her on no-end. But, and the huge but here is there’s a stubborn man who leads her on without even trying. His eventually throws down a gauntlet of sorts causing both of them unimaginable and conflicting thoughts.

“Well, Miss Lavender, you certainly know how to get your money’s worth.”

Aha, all is not what it seems in this story. The first kiss is indescribable! Lol, Ms Anastasia made sure I felt it though! The bedroom scenes for a better word, are off the charts. It’s a hot and sticky steaminess that’s been offered, so get your biggest fan out or put the aircon on high while reading. The secondary characters play a huge part, not all of them were to my liking which is what one expects in any read.

“Tell me why you kissed me?”
“I didn’t like the way you looked at your feet when they came into the lobby.”
“A pity kiss? How much is does the cost me?”

So where’s that missing star to make up a five star rating? I had a small problem with the usage of personal pronouns; however, sometimes this is unavoidable when stories are narrated in third person. This writing technique certainly helps the reader identify who is saying or doing whatever. That being said, I have to give a huge bravo to the author for entertaining me big time.





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