Release Day Blitz – Freeing Jasper

 
 
Freeing Jasper – A Black Ops Romance
* The 707 Freedom Series Book Two *
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The moment Jasper heard Emily Jenkins’ sultry voice he was transfixed. 
 

An instant and heated reaction that wound its way through his soul and warmed his skin. The inexplicable connection was broken as fast as it began. Emily has a son. Jasper doesn’t “do” kids. 

 

When her life spirals out of control, will Jasper be able to let go of his tragic past and save Emily and her son? Or has the Special Forces Soldier found his weakness – a history he cannot let go of?

 

Emily Jenkins lost her husband on the battlefield and was left to pick up the pieces of her broken heart while finding a way to raise her son alone.

 

Jasper Walker is known for being the playboy of his team. Professionally, he is a tier one assassin – a trained killer. Personally, he blows through women giving them no more than a week in his bed as he privately struggles to move on from the woman that is forever lost to him. 

 

When their lives collide, Jasper finds out he’s not the only one with secrets. There is more to the black-haired beauty Emily than a widowed single mother. 
 
 
 
 

Freeing Jasper: A Black Ops Romance (The 707 Freedom Series Book 2)Freeing Jasper: A Black Ops Romance by Riley Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #2, in the Black Ops/707 Freedom Series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment, and to avoid spoilers – I recommend reading this series in order.

Emily has been through so much in the past. She is actually surprised to find herself attracted to Jasper in the first place. With her future looking uncertain, she is cautious in her reaction to him.

Jasper is made of protective alpha male. Even if he didn’t work in a dangerous field, he would always want to serve and protect. Now that he needs to protect Emily, his chance with her has arrived. Now, if only he can convince her.

This book was kind of a slow burn. Even with the fast pace of the story, the romantic and sexy side was kind of like sweet chocolate melting on the tongue. With a sexy weave throughout, the characters really show us how even while life throws you a curve, that love can heal.

***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review only.

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The 707 is an elite team of Army Commandos. A special Black Ops team known as the 707 research and development group. They have a two-person chain of command: their Commander and the President. 

Meet the men of the 707: Lenox, Jasper, Levi, and Clark. Watch as they show us that sacrifice, commitment, and bravery are not just for the battlefield. Each man must fight to find and protect the women who are theirs. 
 
Each book is a standalone, a look into the life of a Special Forces soldier’s life and the code they live and die by. 
 
Free – A Black Ops Romance – The 707 Freedom Series – Book One
 
 

What people are saying about FREE – A Black Ops Romance…

“Riley Edwards knows how to keep her readers on the edge of their seats. This is one of the best books I have ever read about how men who serve our country give up much of their personal lives. Character development is awesome you know and care about these people.” – Amazon Reviewer VC

“First book I’ve read from this author and definitely won’t be the last. Story grabbed me from the first page and didn’t let go until the end. In fact, I was sorry to reach the end, it was captivating.” – Amazon Reviewer

“Another five star hit from Riley Edwards.” – Amazon Reviewer

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Finally Free – (Levi) A Black Ops Romance –  Coming January 2018

 

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Release Day – Not Broken Anymore

 

Blurb: Football is everything, but love is the only game that matters.

Tate Durham, the newest Philadelphia football hottie, has been in love with Gia Capri since the moment he laid eyes on her back in college. Unfortunately, that happened the same night her destructive and doomed relationship with the troubled Matt Lampert began. Tate didn’t stand a chance. 

In the year since Matt took his own life, Gia’s been sleep-walking through her days and just barely surviving her nights. She’s not sure that she’s capable of anything else . . . until Tate finds her sitting on the floor of a grocery store, crying over potato chips.

Tate’s patience and honesty begins to heal what’s broken in Gia’s soul. Still, no matter how hard he tries—or how much he loves her—making her whole again might take more than he can give.

But love never gives up. And neither will Tate.

 

 

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“So . . . no pressure, either outright or implied, right?” I spoke slowly, feeling my way. “You won’t push me, and you won’t . . . I don’t know, look at me or touch me in ways that could be construed as pressure?”

 

I expected Tate to agree readily, but he hesitated. “I don’t know if I can promise that. I’ll do my best not to gaze at you soulfully, and I’m not the kind of guy to mope around after anyone, but I can’t say you might not see what I’m feeling in my eyes. Can’t help that.”

 

I laughed a little. “You know, dude, if you were any other man, when I asked why you were here, you would’ve just fed me the friends-only line. I might not have bought it, but it would have given us both plausible deniability.”

 

Tate rested his chin on his hand and smiled serenely at me. “I’m not any other man.”

 

For a solid moment, I felt electricity crackle between us, and I couldn’t breathe. This was new, this hyper-awareness of another person, and I didn’t know quite what to do with it. I stared at Tate as my brain scrambled to figure out what to say or do next.

 

And then he sighed, breaking the spell.

 

“Ready for dessert?” He pushed back his chair and reached for my plate, carrying both his and mine to the sink. I cleared my throat and attempted to find normal again.

 

“Dessert? Need I remind you that we ate the cannoli several hours ago, when you claimed we hadn’t eaten lunch, and you were on the verge of starvation? Or did you buy a cake when I wasn’t looking? Or are you planning to whip something up in the next twenty minutes?”

 

Tate quirked his eyebrow at me over his shoulder. “Twenty minutes? Does that mean you’re tossing me out at nine?”

 

“No.” I shook my head and played with the spoon still in front of me. “It was just a figure of speech.”

 

“Good to know. But to answer your question, no, I didn’t buy any baked goods, and I’m not going to toss something together now. Nothing I have to bake, that is.” He rinsed off the scrubbed the plates with my new dish brush and set them into the drainer before turning to the fridge. “C’mon, woman. On your feet. This is something you can help me with.”

 

I stood up, watching as Tate withdrew the berries he’d bought. Dumping them into the colander, he washed them carefully before picking up the cutting board he’d used earlier to chop the potatoes.

 

“I’ll slice these if you’ll handle the whipped cream.” He reached for a knife.

 

I frowned. “We didn’t get any whipped cream.”

 

“Sure, we did.” Tate opened the refrigerator again, this time emerging with a small milk carton in his hand, which he set down on the counter in front of me. “Here you go.”

 

“Just what am I supposed to do with this?” I saw the words on the container. Heavy whipping cream clearly meant that whatever was inside the cardboard could somehow be transformed into the frothy goodness I loved, but I had no earthly idea how to go about making it happen.

 

“You’re going to whip it.” He winked at me. “Whip it good. I’ll get you started.”

 

I watched him moving around the kitchen, and I thought again how odd it was that such a large man could have such grace. I was willing to bet that it came from playing football, where I imagined his talent for maneuvering probably paid off.

 

Within a few moments, I had a small metal bowl, the brand-new electric hand mixer, a bag of powdered sugar and a bottle of vanilla laid out before me. I surveyed all of it with undisguised suspicion.

 

“Now pay attention, because this is tricky. Here’s the hardest part: dump the cream into the bowl.”

 

I rolled my eyes. “Ha, ha, ha, Mr. Smarty Pants Chef Guy. I think I can manage that.” I slid my thumb up the small crease and deftly opened the cardboard carton. The cream was thick and velvety as I poured it into the bowl. “Now what?”

 

“Plug in the mixer, submerge the beaters in the cream, and turn it on. Move it around a little now and then. And that’s pretty much it.” He turned back to his cutting board, slicing the tops of some luscious-looking red strawberries.

 

Gingerly, I dipped the shiny silver beaters into the liquid and used my thumb to move the switch to on. The small machine sprang to life, whirring in my hand. I held the bowl with my other fingers, staring into it, waiting for magic to happen.

 

A few minutes later, I was still waiting. “Tate, this isn’t working. It’s still just, like, cream.”

 

“Uh huh. Give it a little longer.” He didn’t even bother to look at me over his shoulder.

 

“But it isn’t changing. It’s just swirling around and around.” I raised my voice, in case he didn’t understand how serious this was. I was ruining the whipped cream.

 

“Yep, that’s how it works.” His voice remained serene and unconcerned.

 

I kept it up a little longer. “I think we must’ve gotten defective cream. It’s still all liquidy. Or maybe I messed it up.”

 

“The only way you can mess it up is if you whip the cream too long and it turns into butter. I don’t think you’re in danger of that yet.” He finished cutting up another berry, and drying his hands, stepped over to check out my work. “Okay, turn off the mixer for a minute, and then add some sugar and vanilla.”

 

I did as he instructed, resting the edge of the mixer against the side of the bowl. “How much?”

 

“Eh, two or three tablespoons of the powdered sugar and a couple of teaspoons of vanilla.”

 

I was troubled by his lack of precision in measurements. “Two or three? Which is it?”

 

Tate sighed. “Start with two. We don’t want it too sweet, just sweet enough.”

 

“All right.” I flipped through the measuring spoons he’d bought today and found the right one before I carefully measured the sugar into the bowl. Next I poured two precise teaspoons of vanilla. “I did it. Now what?”

 

“Back to whipping.” Tate used a paper towel to gently dry the blueberries. “Just incorporate all of that into it.”

 

Setting my jaw, I got back to work, peering intensely at the whirling white that was threatening to hypnotize me. The cream made a pretty design as it ran through the beaters, and it reminded me a little of snow. As a matter of fact, it almost looked like . . .

 

“Tate!” I flicked off the mixer again. “It worked! It’s thickening. Look!” I stood back so that he could see into the bowl without moving away from his spot at the cutting board.

 

“Excellent. I knew you could do it. Now keep it up a little longer. It’s not quite ready yet. But watch it, because too long there and it really will turn into butter.”

 

“Huh.” I squinted down, nearly afraid to look away in case what was in the bowl might suddenly betray me. “Does it honestly happen that fast?”

 

“Nah. I mean, hypothetically speaking, if you had a stand mixer, and you were whipping cream, and you got distracted doing something else while it was mixing, and you forgot to check on it for a while . . . then yeah, it’s a possibility. But you’re on it.” He scooped all of the berries into a round glass bowl and moved over to stand closer to me. “I think you’re good now. See how it’s forming nice peaks?”

 

I did see, and I felt an unaccustomed surge of pride. “I did it. I can’t freaking believe it, but I made whipped cream.”

 

“Yes, you sure did.” He swiped one finger into the cream and stuck it into his mouth. “Mmmmm, and you got the flavor right, too. Just sweet enough.” Before I could protest, he stuck that same finger back into my bowl again.

 

“Hey! Yuck! No double dipping. You’re going to ruin my masterpiece.” I scowled up at him.

 

“But I wanted you to have a taste, too.” So saying, he held up his whipped cream-covered finger a few inches from my lips. “Don’t you want to try it?”

 

My heart thudded a little. I hadn’t done anything like this . . . touched my tongue to any part of any man . . . for a long time. I swallowed and resisted the urge to fan myself. The kitchen was all of a sudden much warmer than it had been.

 

With a deep breath, I closed my eyes and lifted my mouth to his hand, closing around the creamy goodness. The second the flavor hit my tongue, I forgot all about how it got there.

 

“Oh . . . my . . . God.” I moaned the words. “That is amazing. So much better than the stuff I get in the can.”

 

“The real thing always is better.” Tate’s voice was hoarse, and he slid his finger out of my mouth. As I watched, he turned his back to me, busying himself with pulling out two small plates and a couple of forks. I wondered what I might have seen in his eyes if he hadn’t turned away. I wasn’t sure I’d have been able to deal with what whatever might have been there.

 

“Grab a spoon for your, uh, masterpiece, and let’s eat.” He lifted the berries on the cutting board and set the whole thing down on the table. “Serious conversations make me hungry.”

 

I rolled my eyes. “Is there anything that doesn’t make you hungry?”

 

Dragging out his chair, he shot me a wicked smile. “That’s for me to know and you to find out. And lucky girl, you’ll get to find out, because as long as you’ll let me, I plan to spend as much of my free time with you as possible.”

 

 

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Tawdra Kandle writes romance, in just about all its forms. She loves unlikely pairings, strong women, sexy guys, hot love scenes and just enough conflict to make it interesting. Her books include young adult and new adult paranormal romance, new adult and adult contemporary romance and adult paramystery romance. She lives in central Florida with a husband, kids, sweet pup and too many cats. And yeah, she rocks purple hair. 

 

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Release Day Blitz – Hot & Heavy

 

FINALLY! BOOK TWO OF THE CHUBBY GIRL CHRONICLES IS HERE!
 
Sometimes a little heat is all it takes to lighten a heavy heart.

Shannon Daniels is afraid of men, but when Matthew Ellis literally falls into her lap, fear is the last thing she feels. For the first time in years, she desires a man, and she plans on taking advantage of her new craving. Shannon hatches a plan to satisfy her sudden hunger, but dancing with the devil will get you more than a one-way trip to hell, and Shannon finds out quickly that even the best-laid plans go awry. 

Matthew Ellis swears he will never get caught in the tangled web of a woman. After a devastating heartbreak, he’s determined to die a bachelor. When he meets Shannon, a chubby redhead with a firecracker personality, he decides to add her to his list of conquests. The good news is she’s okay with a hot and heavy fling. The bad news is, for the first time since he was a teenager, being caught doesn’t seem that unappealing.
 
 
 
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“Most men don’t like overweight women, Matthew.”

 

He snorted. “You’re not overweight. You’re fucking perfect.”
 
“I’m not. We both know I’m not, but thank you for saying it.”
 
“No,” he said, capturing my face in his hands and forcing me to look him in the eye. “Listen to me. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says; you’re perfect.”
 
 
He kissed the tip of my nose.
 
“Beautiful inside and out.”
 
He kissed my right cheek.
“Sexy as hell.”
 
He kissed my left cheek.
“And I’m so honored that you’re here with me right now because I’m no fool; I know you’re too good for me. What I’m doing with you is wrong, and I know that. You deserve so much better than me, but I can’t stay away from you.”
 
I kissed him, tasting all that he was. “Then don’t,” I whispered again his lips.
He kissed me hard, pulling a soft moan from the back of my throat. My body pressed into his, begging for him. Ready. So completely ready.
 
 
“You’re driving me crazy, Red.”
 
“No. You’re driving me crazy.”
 
He backed away, pulling me to a standing position. He reached for the hem of my dress and began lifting it.
 
 
“I know you hate them, but I only have one question.” His hand slid up the inside of my thigh before he dipped a finger in the top of my panty line and ran it across my lower stomach. “Will you let me lick all your curves?”
 
Biting my lip, I nodded.
 
 
He tugged my dress over my head, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. His eyes devoured my body as he smacked my hands away when I tried to cover myself. Slowly, he peeled my bra straps down and began undoing the back of my bra.
He leaned over, latching onto my nipple, and a wild moan escaped my lips. I had never felt anything so potent. Every time he sucked on my nipple, a tugging sensation pulled at my clit as if he was sucking there, as well.
 
 
While he worked my breasts, his fingers slipped into my panties, pushing them down my ass and over my thighs until they were loose enough to drop to my ankles. He tickled my hip, his fingers walking their way over my flesh until he was teasing my clit with the tip of his finger.
 
 
“Oh, my God. Matthew,” I breathed his name.
 
 
He captured my cheeks in his other hand, pinching slightly to get me to look him in the eye.
 
 
“I’m going to stick my fingers in first. I want to touch you inside.” He breathed. “This is your warning. Don’t freak out on me, okay?”
 
I nodded, ready to feel some form of penetration. My inner walls were clenching, pushing my juices out with the want to be filled.
 
 
His fingers moved down from my clit, sliding over my soaked folds until his middle finger was circling my opening. I thrust, not being able to wait any longer, and he chuckled, the deep vibrations of his laughter sending a wave of longing through me.
 
“Slow down, baby, I’m going to ease that ache soon enough.”
 
I melted. The way he was talking to me and touching me was driving me toward an orgasm.
 
His fingers swiped around my center once again, and I whined, needing to feel him before I burst. I was seconds away from begging when he pressed two fingers into me, bending his fingers deep.
 
I sighed in relief.
 
 
My knees went weak, and I leaned onto the countertop, hoping it would keep me from falling.
 
 
“Is this okay?” he asked, his blazing blue eyes lingering on my face.
 
 
“Yes. Please, Matthew,” I begged, needing more of everything he was giving me.
 
 
He pulled his fingers out a bit, my body naturally trying to suck them back in. Then he thrust once more, pulling them out and pushing them back in, in a rhythm that had my toes curling into the wood flooring beneath my feet. His thumb glided over my clit sending a jolt of sensation through me until I began to shiver.
 
 
“I love seeing you like this,” he breathed. “Look at you. You like having my fingers inside you, don’t you, Red?”
 
I nodded, wishing I could speak over the heavy breaths that pushed from my body.
 
 
“Say it, Shannon. Tell me you like it.”
 
He fucked me with his fingers faster, pushing me toward the brink and holding me over the edge.
 
“I-I-I do,” I stuttered. “I like it so much.”
 
 
 
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Cover Reveal – Holidays Ever After

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Title: Holidays Ever After

Author(s): Various

Publisher: Carter & Bradley Publishing

Release Date: December 5, 2017

Romance Genre(s): Contemporary Pages: 1581

 

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About the Box Set:

 

 Which holiday hottie will you unwrap first? No matter the time of the year, it’s always the season for seduction! From Spicy to Sweet and everything in between, this sizzling boxed set of TWENTY contemporary romances from today’s New York Times, USA Today, and International bestselling authors will give you tons of holiday hunks to fall in love with. Inside these pages you’ll find everything from sexy strangers and brooding billionaires to marines, firefighters, and the guy next door. Whether you’re in the mood for a Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanukkah, or a New Year’s celebration, this limited edition Holiday Ever After anthology is packed with exclusive, full-length titles to lift your spirits. From Halloween to Kwanzaa, Valentines Day, Norooz, and the Fourth of July, these stories will give your holiday season extra spark and will be the best romantic holiday bundle to hit your ereader this year! Get ready to heat up your holidays when you treat yourself to Holidays Ever After!

 

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About the Authors:

 

Colleen Charles

colleen-charles-author-image After 26 years in Corporate leadership at a Fortune 500, I discovered people within the organization lacked integrity. I’d always known deep in my soul that I was trying to fit a square peg in to a round hole since I’m the typical creative type. I miss my staff but I don’t miss the corporate world. It’s been said that the Universe will let you know if something isn’t right for you. The first time, it will hit you with a pebble. Then a brick. Then a boulder. Let’s just say that I got flattened. Visit Colleen’s website

 

 

Monica Corwin

monica-corwin-author-image Monica Corwin is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author. She is an outspoken writer attempting to make romance accessible to everyone, no matter their preferences. As a Northern Ohioian, Monica enjoys snow drifts, three seasons of weather, and a dislike of Michigan football. Monica owns more books about King Arthur than should be strictly necessary. Also typewriters…lots and lots of typewriters. Visit Monica’s website

 

 

Amy L. Gale

amy-l-gale-author-image Romance author by night, pharmacist by day, Amy Gale loves rock music and the feel of sand between her toes. She attended Wilkes University where she graduated with a Doctor of Pharmacy degree. In addition to writing, she enjoys baking, scary movies, rock concerts, and reading books at the beach. She lives in the lush forest of Northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, six cats, and golden retriever. Visit Amy’s website

 

 

Becca Fanning

becca-fanning-author-image USA Today Bestselling Author Becca is interested in one thing: big alpha male Shifters who know when to be tough and when to be sensitive. She didn’t think there were enough of those, so she’s been writing about them for the past three years! Her books are steamy with deep characters, suspense and authentic relationships. Visit Becca on Goodreads

 

 

Victoria Pinder

victoria-pinder-author-image USA Today best selling author, Victoria Pinder grew up in Irish Catholic Boston before moving to the Miami sun. She’s worked in engineering, after passing many tests proving how easy Math came to her. Then hating her life at the age of twenty four, she decided to go to law school. Four years later, after passing the bar and practicing very little, she realized that she hates the practice of law. She refused to one day turn 50 and realize she had nothing but her career and hours at a desk. After realizing she needed change, she became a high school teacher. Teaching is rewarding, but writing is a passion. Visit Victoria’s website

 

 

Alexa Padgett

alexa-padgett-author-image With a degree in international marketing and a varied career path that includes content management for a web firm, marketing direction for a high-profile sports agency, and a two-year stint with a renowned literary agency, award-winning author Alexa Padgett has returned to her first love: writing fiction. Visit Alexa’s website

 

 

Tuesday Embers

tuesday-embers-author-image Tuesday lives in Michigan, where unicorns are too snobby to make an appearance. She enjoys dandelions, cupcakes and the occasional trip overseas. She also writes fantasy fiction under the name Mary E. Twomey. Visit Tuesday’s website

 

 

Khardine Gray

khardine-gray-author-image Khardine Gray is a contemporary romance author who lives in England with her husband and two kids. She is well traveled, cultured, and a woman with a passion for dancing and ice skating. When not writing you can catch her shopping, indulging on pizza and hot chocolate, or hanging out with her family and friends. Visit Khardine’s website

 

 

Holly Dodd

holly-dodd-author-image Holly Dodd is an award-winning author. Her novel won the 2016 RWA Beacon award for unpublished romantic suspense. Her fans classify her stories as steamy and intense with a little bit of funny and a lot of emotion. Visit Holly’s website

 

 

Liz Gavin

liz-gavin-author-image International bestselling author Liz Gavin’s books have made to #1 in countries as diverse as Japan, the UK, the US, Canada, Australia and her home country Brazil, collecting 5 and 4-star reviews. Nominated for a Summer Indie Book Award in 2016, and again in 2017, this RWA member constantly seeks new opportunities to improve her craft. Visit Liz’s website

 

 

Jillian Quinn

jillian-quinn-author-image Jillian Quinn is an international bestselling romance author who likes her females just as alpha as their swoon-worthy male counterparts. Known for her hockey, football, and baseball romance novels, Jillian is a writer and sports fanatic, combining her passion for both hobbies into her books. Visit Jillian’s website

 

 

Courtney Hunt

courtney-hunt-author-image Courtney Hunt is a USA Today bestselling contemporary romance author. She writes the kind of books she loves to read–sweet and sexy contemporary romances with witty humor and heartwarming emotion. Courtney is a die-hard Disney, Harry Potter, and Star Trek fangirl. She lives near Washington DC with her own Prince Charming and their son. Visit Courtney’s website

 

 

Vivi Holt

vivi-holt-author-image Vivi Holt writes inspirational, historical romances with a western flavour. Vivi lives in beautiful Brisbane, Australia with her husband and three young children. Growing up on a farm she learned to love the country life and now she writes about it in her books. History has always fascinated her as well, so writing historical romance seemed a natural progression. She loves horse-riding, hiking, and reading. Visit Vivi’s website

 

 

Kristen Luciani

kristen-luciani-author-image Kristen Luciani is a USA Today bestselling author and momtrepreneur with a penchant for stilettos, Silicon Valley, plunging necklines and grapefruit martinis. As a deep-rooted romantic who prefers juicy drama to fill the lives of anyone other than her, she tried her hand at creating a world of enchantment, sensuality, and intrigue, finally uncovering her true passion. No pun intended… Visit Kristen’s website

 

 

Astrid Arditi

astrid-arditi-author-image If Astrid Arditi could have one magical power, it would be to create time—to write, to enjoy her children, to unpack (she’s moved five times in four years), to sleep in, to learn how to cook, and to hit the gym. Or at least, to locate the one nearest her. While waiting for her magic powers to manifest, she reads, eats way too many cakes, daydreams, and thanks her lucky stars for her whirlwind, wonderful life. Visit Astrid’s website

 

 

Rebekah R. Ganiere

rebekah-r-ganiere-author-image A Bestselling Award Winning Author – Rebekah grew up on both the east and west coasts and currently lives in the Los Angeles area. From the Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein to The Stand by Stephen King, Rebekah has always immersed herself in other people’s worlds. She began writing in junior high and then found she liked pretending to be other people’s characters in high school. Lettering in drama she went on to study theater in college as well. After college she continued acting till becoming a mom. Ultimately, she ended up going back to writing her characters down instead of acting them out, so she could stay at home with her kids. Visit Rebekah’s website

 

 

Jessica Gray

jessica-gray-author-image Jessica Gray is a true romantic. She writes heartwarming and sexy contemporary romance full of true love. All her stories have a happy end. Because if it isn’t happy, it isn’t the end yet. Her characters are normal, lovable people with all their flaws and challenges. Her heroes are hunky alpha-males who aren’t afraid to show their emotions and love that one woman the way she deserves it. Her heroines are sassy, self-confident women who can take care of themselves, but aren’t opposed to a man who wants to take care of them and cherish them. Visit Jessica’s website

 

 

Ja’Nese Dixon

janese-dixon-author-image Ja’Nese Dixon writes tales of romance laced with strong women and stronger men. My happily ever afters are meant to inspire. So, if you’re looking for a page turner that will leave you blushing, with your heart racing, and lying to yourself about reading “just one more chapter” then grab a book. Visit Ja’Nese’s website

 

 

Teresa Roman

teresa-roman-author-image If it was possible to be born with a book in her hands, that’s how Teresa Roman would’ve entered this world. Her passion for reading is what inspired her to become a writer. She loves the way stories can take you to another time and place. Teresa currently lives in beautiful Sacramento, CA with her husband, three adorable children and a dog named Parker that her son convinced them to adopt. When she’s not at her day job or running around with her kids, you can find her in front of the computer writing, or with her head buried in another book. Visit Teresa’s website

 

 

Angela Corbett

angela-corbett-author-image Angela Corbett is a graduate of Westminster College where she double majored in communication and sociology. She has worked as a journalist, freelance writer, and director of communications and marketing. She loves classic cars, traveling, and chasing her five-pound Pomeranian, Pippin—who is just as mischievous as his hobbit namesake. She’s the author of Young Adult, New Adult, and Adult fiction—with lots of kissing. Visit Angela’s website

 

 

Tour Stops

October 16: Wicked Babes Blog Reviews
Behind Closed Doors
Written Love Reviews
Abibliophobia Anonymous
Loves Great Reads

October 17: My Fiction Nook
Sassy Book Lovers
Lisa’s Book Blog @ LEL
Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents

October 18: Shh, I Am Reading
Bonkers About Books
Underneath the Covers
Ogitchida Kwe’s Book Blog

October 19: Books and Warpaint
Romance Novel Giveaways
I Heart Reading
Liz’s Reading Life

October 20: ***Kitty’s Book Spot!***
A Naughty Book Fling
Book Lover in Florida
Books, Dreams, Life

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Release Boost – Loving Storm

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Loving Storm by Carian Cole is LIVE!

Have you fallen in love all over again?

 

 

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Evie

 

I met him in a snow storm…

 

We spent forty-eight hours trapped in the back of his pickup truck.

 

We fought.

 

We touched.

 

We fell.

 

Hard.

 

 

Storm

 

She literally crashed into my life…

 

The last thing I wanted was a relationship. Especially with a quirky chick who drove me insane. But something about her got under my skin, and into my heart.

 

And I had to have her.

 

All of her.

 

Now.

 

Falling in love in the back of a truck, just the two of us, was easy.

 

Dealing with psycho fans, jealous exes, and demons from the past….not so easy.

 

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I have a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls that try to tame them and win their hearts.

 

 

My first novel in the best-selling Ashes & Embers series, Storm, published in September of 2014. I have many books and sequels slated for this series. My new spin-off series, Devils Wolves, launched in 2016 with the best-selling novel, Torn. There are several books planned for this series as well.

 

 

Born and raised a Jersey girl, I now reside in beautiful New Hampshire with my husband and our multitude of furry pets and spend most of my time writing, reading, and vacuuming.

 

 

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Review Tour – Still

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“Grip is my ultimate…If I was forced, gun-to-the head, to make one book boyfriend real to be mine, it would be him. No questions asked.”

— Adriana Locke, USA Today Bestselling Author

 

STILL, the sexy,emotional final installment of the GRIP series,

is available NOW!

 

 

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Enter the $50 Gift Card Release Giveaway! http://bit.ly/StillLIVEGive   I’ll be there. Through thick and thin. Ride or die. You can count on me.   The promises people make. The vows we take. Assumptions of the heart. Emotion tells us how we feel, but life…life has a way of plunging us in boiling water, burning away our illusions, testing our faith, trying our convictions. Love floating is a butterfly, but love tested is an anchor.   For Grip and Bristol, Love started at the top of the world On a Ferris wheel under the stars But when that love is tested, will they fly or fall?  

 

 

 

Excerpt:

 

 

“Mmmmm, that looks good.”

The comment grabs my attention, and I find myself smiling for the first time since I left Bristol. As she walks toward me, the approaching sunset paints the roof in shadows, but I see her clearly. Dark hair, burnished in places, falls around her shoulders. She has already discarded the dress she wore at lunch today in favor of a T-shirt and nothing else; it’s the one I just tossed into the hamper.

She tugs at my HABITUAL LINE STEPPER T-shirt, the hem landing at the top of her thighs. Where the T-shirt stops, my eyes keep going, past the lean muscles of her legs and the cut of her calves, the delicate bones of her ankles and to her bare feet. I love this girl, head to toe. Beyond this gorgeous packaging, it’s everything beneath that makes me beyond grateful she’s mine. The loyalty, the bottomless pit that is her heart, her sense of humor. The toughest girl I know is also the most tender, and I’m so honored I get to see both sides, all her sides.

“You out of clean clothes?” I nod to my T-shirt. “You gotta wear my dirty stuff now?”

An impish smile tugs at her bare lips. She’s washed away her makeup, and with it, all the sophistication she wraps around herself for her job. Up on this roof in my T-shirt, she’s just my girl. I love her in every iteration, but this is the one only I get to see, so it’s probably my favorite.

“I have clean clothes.” She steps close enough for me to smell her scent and mine mingling in the fabric. “I like the way this shirt smells.”

I drop a look over her, my eyes resting on the curves of her breasts in the soft cotton, where her nipples have gone taut under my stare.

“How does the shirt smell?” I ask, my voice as smoky as the steaks I should be paying attention to.

“Like you.” She leans forward until her breasts press into my chest. “It smells like you.”

My hands are twitching to touch her, and I finally surrender, slipping under the shirt to grasp her waist, pulling her up the few inches until our lips meet. I’ve been thinking about these steaks all day, and before Bristol arrived, I thought I was starving—but this, what I feel having her in my arms after hours apart, this is starving. It starts in my balls and tunnels up through my chest, infiltrates my heart, and presses its way to my mouth, which is open and devouring in a lips-searching, tongues-dueling kiss. I grip her by the ass, grinding our bodies together until the texture of her skin and mine, the scents of her skin and mine meld into this one panting, voracious thing that never seems to get enough.

“You better not burn my steak,” Bristol pants in between kisses.

I angle my head to send my tongue deeper into her mouth, holding her still, teasing her until she’s straining up, open and begging when I pull back.

“Grip.” My name is a whimpering complaint. She cups my neck and tugs my head back down.

“Oh, no.” I resist, laugh, and turn to the grill. “You were so concerned about me burning these steaks, Ms. Medium Rare.”

“I am.” She slides her arms around me from behind and I feel a sweet sting, her teeth gently biting my shoulder through my T-shirt. I love it when she bites me, but I’m not giving her that satisfaction yet. “But that doesn’t mean you get to stop kissing me. You have to multitask.”

One slim hand slides over my abs and past my belt to cup me through my jeans.

Damn. Not sure how long I can keep up this charade that I don’t want to screw her into the wall on the roof where anyone with half a telescope could see.

“Wow,” I say, keeping my tone unaffected, though she’s gotta feel me getting longer and harder in her hand. “Somebody’s horny as hell.”

She makes a sound that’s half outraged laughter, half indignant grunt before stepping around to stand in front of me by the grill.

“I will not be slut-shamed by my own boyfriend.” Amusement lights her eyes, turning them to quicksilver.

“Shamed?” I put down the grilling fork I’m using for the steaks and reach for her again.

 

“No shame in being horny for me, baby. I wanna give you a gold star.”

Her eyes slide down to the erection poking her in the stomach. “Is that what we’re calling it now? Should we name it?”

“Guys who have to name their dicks probably aren’t using ’em right.”

“So I ask again . . . should we name it?”

I cock a brow and press our hips together.

“Are you implying that I don’t know how to use mine? Because that’s not the impression I got this morning when you came so hard you were singing like a bird.”

She tilts her head, her eyes wide and considering. “Did you say like a bird?” A small smile plays around her lips. “What made you say that?”

“I don’t know.” I give a careless shrug. “Why?”

“It’s silly,” she says, rolling her eyes in self-derision. “I was thinking today when I laughed it sounded like . . .”

Bristol blushes about once every Halley’s Comet, so the color washing across her cheeks makes me wonder.

“What?” I probe. “Your laugh sounded like what?”

“Like a happy bird,” she mumbles, peering up at me like I’m going to laugh in her face.
Which I do.

“Stop laughing at me.” She narrows her eyes in mock warning.

“Right.” I dip my head to catch her eyes and tease her. “Because when you tell me you laugh like a happy bird I’m just supposed let you get away with that.”

“I’m not telling you things anymore.” She narrows her eyes and folds her arms over her chest.

“Yeah, right. I’m your best friend.” I pull her back into me. “You’ll tell me everything like you always do.”

“You are, you know.” Her voice softens. “My best friend, I mean.”

When she looks at me like this, her eyes stripped of every defense, no guard in sight, completely honest and open and vulnerable, I feel slightly invincible. It’s a trick of the heart, I know, but I can’t help but think that as long as she looks at me like this, there isn’t anything I couldn’t survive, that our love is the stuff of legends, rolled in Teflon, disaster-proof. I’m as fanciful as Bristol, my laughing bird.

“You’re mine, too,” I echo her sentiment. “My best friend.”

“I won’t tell Rhyson,” she promises with a grin.

“I’m pretty sure he spits the same line to Kai.” I keep a straight face. “We have to say that shit to get laid.”

“I hate you.”

“Orrrrrrrrr do you love me and want to blow me after dinner?” I shrug and lift my hands, my palms up. “Just saying. Listen to your heart, Bristol. Listen to your heart.”

“I’m listening to my belly right now, smartass, and it’s growling. Feed me.”

“Like my mama used to say, ain’t no freeloaders in this house. What’ll you give me for feeding you?”

“Um . . .”

“I do have a suggestion, if you’re searching.”

“Let me guess—you have a ‘Will fuck for food’ sign up here somewhere?”

“I used bubble letters.” I laugh and give her ass a light smack. “You can barter that booty.”

It’s so damn easy with Bristol—our banter, the chemistry, the perfect rhythm of our conversation. It was one of the first things I noticed when we met all those years ago. We didn’t read each other’s minds or finish each other’s sentences. It wasn’t cosmic, but it was a connection that seized me by the brain and grabbed me by the balls. She was as smart as she was sexy, as curious as she was forthcoming. There were years in between when we made things complicated, when things were strained, but now with our hearts settled on each other for good, it’s simple.

This.

Her.

Us.

 

 

 

 

STILL (Grip Book 2)STILL by Kennedy Ryan
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is the 2nd book in the GRIP series. This series is a spin off to the acclaimed Soul series by the same author. I recommend reading these titles in order to avoid spoilers and enjoy the series for what it is.

Marlon AKA Grip & Bristol’s story continues in this heartfelt novel of love and all that it colors in your life. It took him eight years to convince Bristol to give him a chance he has no intention of blowing. All around him there are factors at work trying to sabotage the relationship he has finally won.

Bristol feels like she is on a learning curve. There is so much about Grip’s life she is still adapting to. She does not want to give him any regrets for choosing her. Only there is so much coming neither of them is prepared for…….

This was truly an emotional read. With such a beautiful story, even the words are very poetic and I find myself wishing I had them set to music that I could listen to. Like the other books in this amazing series – it slowly takes a hold of your heart and squeezes. These are characters that will live on in my heart for a good long while. I sure hope to see more of these deep and interesting characters.

***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review.

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About Kennedy:

 

 

Kennedy Ryan is a Southern girl gone Southern California. A Top 100 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy writes romance about remarkable women who find a way to thrive even in tough times, the love they find, and the men who cherish them. She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Georgia families living with Autism, Kennedy has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other outlets as a voice for families living with autism. 

 

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Blog Tour – The GRIP Remix

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“…one of the most engaging and well-written romance books I have read…It’s like nothing you’ve read before. It touches the issues no one talks about in our community. And it’s a MUST-READ.”  

LJ Shen, Amazon Bestselling Author

 

 

GRIP, Kennedy Ryan’s sexy, emotional Amazon Bestseller,

is available now for only 99¢!

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Resisting an irresistible force wears you down and turns you out. I know. I’ve been doing it for years.

 

 

I may not have a musical gift of my own, but I’ve got a nose for talent and an eye for the extraordinary. And Marlon James – Grip to his fans – is nothing short of extraordinary.

Years ago, we strung together a few magical nights, but I keep those memories in a locked drawer and I’ve thrown away the key. All that’s left is friendship and work.

He’s on the verge of unimaginable fame, all his dreams poised to come true. I manage his career, but I can’t seem to manage my heart.

 

 

It’s wild, reckless, disobedient. And it remembers all the things I want to forget.

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“Neither of us has been in a serious relationship in years.”

 

“That doesn’t mean anything.” I stand and slide my feet into the Jimmy Choos. “You haven’t exactly been waiting around, have you?”

 

“Damn right I haven’t been waiting around.” He doesn’t get up, but his firm hold on my wrist stops me from walking away. “I’m not Rhyson.”

 

I look down at him, frowning my confusion.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Remember when Kai put Rhyson in the friend zone?”

 

Of course I do. For a long time, my sister-in-law Kai denied the attraction between her and Rhyson.

 

“Yeah, so?”

 

“When Kai wasn’t checking for Rhys, I assumed he had to be sleeping with other girls.” Grip shrugs. “I mean, he and Kai were just friends. But, nope. He said he only wanted Kai and didn’t sleep with anyone else.”

 

“Then you’re right.” I tug at my wrist, but he holds on tight. “You’re definitely not Rhyson.”

 

“It was months, Bristol. She shut him out for months. Not years.”

 

“I’m not shutting you out.” I release a tired breath. “I’m living my life, and you’re living yours.”

 

“Right.” He nods and turns his mouth down at the corners. “So, if you won’t be with me, then I’ll fuck whoever the hell I want. If you have a problem with that, you know what to do about it.”

 

For a moment, our eyes tangle in the dimness. His words sink into my flesh like briars. Every word out of his mouth only proves that I’m right to get out of here. That I’m right not to give in. If I ever gave him a chance and he fucked around on me . . . I’ve seen what that looks like. It looks like a woman as strong as my mother reduced to pathetic, teary drunkenness.

 

“It’s none of my business.” I shift my eyes away from him and to the glittering city skyline just beyond the rooftop.

 

“It’s none of your business until you say it is.”

 

I force myself to look back.

 

“Don’t hold your breath, Grip.” I say my next words with deliberation. “I mean, it’s not like I’m sitting around saving it, either.”

 

He pulls me forward, and I press my hand to the hardness of his chest so I don’t fall into him. My knee supports me, pressed against his on the couch.

 

“Are you poking me?” One strong hand wraps around the back of my thigh, anger marking his expression. “Do you want to know if it bothers me when you fuck other guys?”

 

I just stare at him unblinkingly. He presses my leg, urging me forward until I’m fully on the couch, fully on him, one knee on either side of his legs, facing him. Straddling him.

“It makes me want to set the world on fire.” His words come softly, but the truth roars in his eyes. “To think of you with them.”

 

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Grip (Grip, #1)Grip by Kennedy Ryan
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Bristol and Marlon AKA Grip’s story continues in this amazingly touching and yet intense story. Grip has been chasing her since that very special moment back in college. The best Spring Break of their lives.

Grip has all but given up, since the better part of a decade has past and still she will not give him an inch. He has tried to move on – but at what expense? Can the heart really forget what his head tells him he must?

This book was everything I was looking for, and more. In typical fashion, this author gives us an intense relationship filled with twists and turns. With a little suspense thrown in. I loved it. Even though I cried and laughed my way through it. This was made better with some of our favorite characters and surprises thrown in.

***This early copy was given in exchange for an honest review.

This story is continued from the FREE prequel, FLOW. You can get yourself a copy and see more information, including my review at http://bit.ly/2lc5qXh!

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Kennedy Ryan

About the Author:

 

 

Kennedy Ryan is a Southern girl gone Southern California. A Top 100 Amazon Bestseller, Kennedy writes romance about remarkable women who find a way to thrive even in tough times, the love they find, and the men who cherish them. She is a wife to her lifetime lover and mother to an extraordinary son. She has always leveraged her journalism background to write for charity and non-profit organizations, but enjoys writing to raise Autism awareness most. A contributor for Modern Mom Magazine, Kennedy’s writings have appeared in Chicken Soup for the Soul, USA Today and many others. The founder and executive director of a foundation serving Georgia families living with Autism, Kennedy has appeared on Headline News, Montel Williams, NPR and other outlets as a voice for families living with autism.

 

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Book Blast – Free

 

From best-selling author Riley Edwards comes another, 
heart-stopping last chance military romance. 
 
After the love of Lily’s life and best friend dies in combat, she struggles to move on – until Carter Lenox enters her life. Carter has a secret, one that will destroy Lily. But when a terrorist hell bent on revenge tries to kill Lily, Lenox has no choice but to claim the one woman he should never have.
 
FREE – A Black Ops Romance
Genre– badass military romance
Heat level – Smokin’ 
Over 18! Bad boy alpha military men use foul language and enjoy dirty talk. 
 
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He was my first love…
I wanted him to follow his dreams. I wanted him to escape the life he hated. I thought I was doing the right thing by not telling him how I truly felt. Until it was too late, and my silence turned into my biggest regret.
Twelve years ago, Shane Owings died, taking my heart with him. I was left devastated and broken hearted. Time didn’t heal, as the years went on I only missed him more. 

She was my best friend… the only woman I ever loved.
When I ran off to join the Army, I left behind everything I had ever loved. I thought I was doing the right thing, but my good intentions quickly turned into my biggest regret.
Every year on the anniversary of Shane’s death I watched as Lillian Nelson visited Shane’s grave and spilled her secrets to a dead man. Each year I hoped she wouldn’t be back, that her heart would finally heal and she would move on. But year after year she was back. So many times I wanted to reach out and comfort the beautiful woman, but I knew she would never forgive me. It was my fault Shane was dead. 
Until… A terrorist shows up looking for revenge.
I had to come out of the shadows and protect the one woman I had no business falling in love with.
 

Free is a steamy last chance at love military romance. No cheating. Guaranteed HEA.

 
 
About Riley Edwards:
 

Riley Edwards is a best-selling multi-genre author, wife, and military mom. Riley was born and raised in Los Angeles but now resides on the east coast with her fantastic husband and children. Her two eldest children have flown the coop and are now serving in the US military. Riley also has a teenage daughter that is the source of laughter and wit around her house. Her youngest son is a “bad-ass” in training and is very much a mini version of his Alpha father.

Riley writes heart-stopping romance with sexy alpha heroes and even stronger heroines. Riley’s favorite genres to write are romantic suspense and military romance. (Those are also her favorites to read.) She’s known for her jaw-dropping plot twists. You know the ones? Those pivotal scenes in a story that when executed so flawlessly it leaves you breathless and begging for more? Yeah, those! She’s mastered the art of blending suspense, romance, and smoldering sexy times. It’s like Criminal Minds, and the Spice Channel mated, and a perfect love child was born.

To learn more about Riley’s books, please visit, http://www.RileyEdwardsRomance.com. And don’t forget to sign up for the Riley’s Rebel’s Newsletter.

 

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Happy Book Lover’s Day 2017!

Hope your reading this year has been magical.  Tell me, what are you reading lately?
 #amreading a hockey romance book called #IrresistibleYou by Kate Meader.  It is from the series the #ChicagoRebels.  Seriously hot, I tell you.  
The first book (really the #prequel) in the series is #99cents you can get it here:

Book Blitz – Power Play

Power Play
Sophia Henry
(Pilots Hockey #2)
Publication date: February 16th 2016
Genres: New Adult, Romance

In Sophia Henry’s blistering follow-up to Delayed Penalty, hailed as “sexy, fun, and full of angst” by L. P. Dover, a good girl and a hockey hunk face off against expectations—and this match is guaranteed to see plenty of action.

Beneath her innocent facade, Gabriella Bertucci has her reasons to be standoffish with guys. Especially guys like Landon Taylor, a star defenseman on the minor-league Detroit Pilots and the object of a serious crush since he first walked into her family’s market. But when Landon comes through for her in a moment of crisis, Gaby starts to wonder if there might be more to Landon than hard muscles and fast skates.

Landon isn’t afraid of telling Gaby that he’s got it for her bad. The problem is, she seems unwilling to believe it. And though Landon enjoys his reputation as a cool-headed athlete, he hates losing—both on the rink and off. It’s his competitiveness that makes him so damn good at what he does . . . but it also makes him just a little bit complicated.

One minute Gaby’s tempted to give in; the next, she’s getting cold feet. How can she trust a guy who’s destined for bigger and better things to stick around? Then again, when Landon pulls her close with those powerful arms, the only thing that matters is right now.

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EXCERPT:

 

Intro: Gaby works at a store that Landon’s family have been patrons at for years, so they’ve known each other on a friendly level. In the second chapter, Landon tries to prove to Gaby that he isn’t a stranger. They have a natural, easy way with each other and great banter. This is a scene with a fun exchange between Gaby and Landon. This snippet comes from end of the scene after Gaby grills Landon with questions—all of which he answers correctly.

 

From POWER PLAY:

 

“How did you know that?” I glanced past him. A slight movement outside the door had caught my eye, but no customers walked through.

 

“Told you we weren’t strangers.”

 

“You’re creeping me out. Seriously.” I thought I held the championship belt for scary stalker. At least I had a reason: Landon Taylor, my vote for sexiest man alive and hottest hockey player in the AHL. But there was no reason for him remember random facts about me. “I’m not—anything.”

 

“Or maybe you’re everything.”

 

“What?” My brain didn’t have the capacity to wrap itself around everything going on right now. My dad had a heart attack. My crush alludes to me being everything—whatever that means. Can’t think. Storage limit maxed out.

 

“I pay attention when it comes to you, Gaby.”

 

“But why?” Surreal couldn’t even begin to describe this moment.

 

“You were my first kiss.” After sprinkling that confusing seed in my head, Landon spun around and walked out. Through the front window, I watched him thread his fingers together behind his head and raise them toward the clouds in a stretch as he disappeared from my line of sight.

 

 

 

 

This is book # 2 in the Pilots Hockey series.  While this book can be read as a standalone, I always recommend to understand series books to read them in order.  This is a good series and deserves your complete understanding.
 
Gabriella AKA Gaby has been in love with Landon for as long as she can remember.  When he helps her with her father’s heart attack, she starts to see maybe he cares for her also.  Can they learn to trust and maybe start something for the future?
 
Landon has had the hots for Gaby as long as he can remember.  They grew up right near each other and he has been attracted to her the whole time.  Every one seems to know it but Gaby.  Can he convince her he is serious?
 
As they get to know one another the fires start to have a slow burn.  I really like this book and how the characters get a feel for one another before they turn up the heat!  Such a sweet and romantic story.  I give this book a 4/5 Kitty’s Paws UP!
 
 
***This ARC copy was given by Netgalley.com and its publisher in return for an honest review.

 

 

 

 

Author Bio:

 

Award-Winning Author, Sophia Henry, is a proud Detroit native who fell in love with reading, writing and hockey all before she became a teenager. She did not, however, fall in love with snow. So after graduating with an English degree from Central Michigan University, she moved to the warmth of North Carolina for the remainder of her winters.

She spends her days writing books featuring hot, hockey-playing heroes. When she’s not writing, she’s chasing her two high-energy sons, watching her beloved Detroit Red Wings, and rocking out at concerts.

Sophia’s writes heartfelt and flirty fiction for readers who love the Mature Young Adult and New Adult genres. Check out her emotional and engaging Pilots Hockey series from Random House Flirt.

 

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