Book Blast w/Reviews – Somebody Like You & Nearest Thing To Heaven

 
 
The question begs to be asked. Is there anything sexier than a cowboy?

 

 
 
SOMEBODY LIKE YOU
Maverick Junction #1
Lynnette Austin
Forever Yours

 

 
WHEN A COWBOY MEETS AN HEIRESS…

Cash Hardeman thinks he’ll have all the time in the world to find the right woman…until he discovers he might lose the family ranch if he’s not married by his 30th birthday. So when Boston beauty Annelise blows into town on her Harley, Cash can’t help wondering if she’s the sexy, leather-clad answer to all his problems.

Giving her bodyguards and the paparazzi the slip, heiress Annelise Montjoy comes to Maverick Junction on a mission to help her ailing grandfather. But keeping her identity hidden in the small Texas town is harder than she expected—especially around a tempting cowboy like Cash. He’s the kind of man who makes her want to spill all her secrets. Soon Annelise starts to wonder if she’s finally found the man who can love her for herself rather than her money. But will the secrets they both keep ruin their plans to ride off into the sunset together?

 
 
 
 
 
 
Somebody Like You (Maverick Junction, #1)Somebody Like You by Lynnette Austin
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Annelise knew there was something she could do to help her failing grandfather’s health. She would just have to figure it out. What she didn’t expect, but was coming to joy, was learning to be on her own.

Cash hired Annie because he wanted to get to know her, and they needed the help. He had no idea she would work so hard. He had no idea who she really was. When the secrets of their pasts rise to the surface, will there be anything left to salvage?

Gotta tell you, this book is a seriously slow burn. Hotter in part than a Texas sunset, and just as potent. I appreciated the way the author let us taste this story without overdoing it on the flavors, however. I can honestly say I cannot wait to sample the next book in the Maverick Junction series!

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

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NEAREST THING TO HEAVEN
Maverick Junction #2
Lynnette Austin
Forever Yours
 
 
 


THE COWBOY AND THE CITY GIRL

Sophie London hates Texas. The longhorns freak her out and the wide-open spaces are more unnerving than a Chicago alleyway at night. But Sophie wouldn’t miss her cousin’s wedding for the world—even if it means returning to Maverick Junction . . . and to the dangerously irresistible Ty Rawlins.

A single father of rambunctious triplet boys, Ty knows trouble when he sees it—and Sophie’s got it written all over her. Yet he’s never been able to stop thinking about her, after their one brief meeting. Maybe fate is giving him a second chance. But if Ty wants Sophie to swap her stilettos for cowgirl boots, they’ll each have to face the past—together.

 
 
 
 
 

 

Ty Rawlins has posted a no trespassing sign. My guess is he’s still in love with his dead wife.”

 

There is that possibility.”

 

Yes, there is.” Sophie swung open the door and marched out, straight into Ty.

 

He put his hands on her arms to steady her.

 

Sorry,” she mumbled.

 

Don’t be. My fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

 

Ask the girl to dance, Ty.” Annelise stood behind them in the narrow hallway.

 

I—” He raised his hands.

 

That’s okay.” Sophie moved to skirt around him.

 

No.” He reached out, caught her hand. The jolt was instantaneous, and she knew he felt it, too, when he momentarily broke contact.

 

It’s all right. I don’t need to be entertained.” She heard the snap of temper in her voice but couldn’t control it.

 

Understood.” Ty nodded toward the jukebox. “But here’s the thing. Cash fed the machine enough coins to fill a good-size swimming pool. All those quarters. All that music. Why waste it?”

 

He held out a hand; heat flooded her face.

 

No way to avoid it. If she refused, she’d come off as a prickly snob. He had to think the worst of her anyway. Whatever social graces her mother’d drummed into her seemed to have flown out the window.

 

She had no idea why he’d want to dance with an idiot, but who was she to deny him that dubious honor?

 

In that case, I’d love to.” She smiled, took his hand, and they walked together to the small center square reserved for dancing. She refused to so much as look at her cousin. Refused, for that matter, to meet any of the eyes in the restaurant watching them speculatively.

 

A slow number came on and Ty turned her to him, put his other arm around her waist, and drew her in.

 

“‘The Keeper of the Stars,’” he said quietly. “Quite a song.”

 

Her heart hammered as Ty very skillfully swept her along to the music. It was different from any dance she’d ever experienced. Night and day from the one she’d shared with Brawley. He’d been fun. Ty? Intense was the only word she could come up with to define the aura surrounding him.

 

Totally unfamiliar with country songs, she listened to the words over the beating of her heart. “It was no accident me finding you…” Her temperature spiked ten degrees. He was right. The words were captivating. Intense, just like him. And, oh, so romantic.

 

His hand holding hers was callused and strong, the one at her waist firm. Hot.

 

Ty did not, in any way, make her think brotherly thoughts. Instead, heat pooled low. Yearnings stirred. Thoughts and desires she’d doubted she’d ever feel.

 

The man was dangerous. She’d do well to remember that. But for now, she’d simply enjoy the moment. The dance drifted into a second, then a third. Sophie vaguely registered others on the dance floor with them, smiled when Annelise and Cash brushed past.

 

Ty stood over a foot taller than her five-three, and her head rested on the strapping cowboy’s chest. She heard the steady beating of his heart and surprised herself by wishing the song could go on forever.

 

She was deathly afraid she wouldn’t say no if this man wanted to park his cowboy boots beneath her bed. For one night, of course.

 

Sophie?” Ty’s voice whispered against her ear.

 

Hmmm?”

 

The music’s stopped.”

 

 

 
Nearest Thing to Heaven (Maverick Junction, #2)Nearest Thing to Heaven by Lynnette Austin
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #2, in the Maverick Junction series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, I recommend reading this great series in order.

Ty has a lot on his plate. His triplet sons were left without a mom when his wife died. Between that and his ranch, he does not get to change the lonely life he leads. Meeting Sophie makes him nervous. He knows he wants her, but he knows what wanting her means. He also knows what losing someone feels like.

Sophie is completely out of her element in Texas. Chicago, where she calls home is more her speed. She loves city life. She does not understand cows. No one can explain the sudden electricity between her and Ty. Nor does she want to do anything about it. Except she does….

This series gets hotter and better with each book! Another slow burn, this story has you pining and squirming with the sparks that are flying. I really enjoy the characters and really hope that I get a chance to read the next books in this amazingly hot series.

***This copy was given in exchange for an honest review, by Netgalley and its publishers.

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Lynnette Austin, a recovering middle school teacher, loves long rides with the top down and the music cranked up, the Gulf of Mexico when a storm is brewing, chocolate frozen custard, anything by Blake Shelton, Chris Young, and Thomas Rhett, and sitting in her local coffee shop reading and enjoying an iced coffee. She and her husband divide their time between Southwest Florida’s beaches and Georgia’s Blue Ridge Mountains. Having grown up in a small town, that’s where her heart takes her—to those quirky small towns where everybody knows everybody…and all their business, for better or worse. Writing for Grand Central and Sourcebooks, she’s published twelve novels and is at work on a new series.
 

 

 

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Blog Tour w/Review – A Charmed Little Lie

  
 
Spinning a story of a joyous marriage to make 
a dying woman happy is forgivable, isn’t it?
 
  
 
A CHARMED LITTLE LIE
Charmed in Texas #1
Sharla Lovelace
Releasing April 18th, 2017
Lyrical Shine
 

 

Lanie Barrett didn’t mean to lie. Spinning a story of a joyous marriage to make a dying woman happy is forgivable, isn’t it? Lanie thinks so, especially since her beloved Aunt Ruby would have been heartbroken to know the truth of her niece’s sadly loveless, short-of-sparkling existence. Trouble is, according to the will, Ruby didn’t quite buy Lanie’s tale. And to inherit the only house Lanie ever really considered a home, she’ll have to bring her “husband” back to Charmed, Texas for three whole months—or watch Aunt Ruby’s cozy nest go to her weasel cousin, who will sell it to a condo developer.

Nick McKane is out of work, out of luck, and the spitting image of the man Lanie described. He needs money for his daughter’s art school tuition, and Lanie needs a convenient spouse. It’s a match made . . . well, not quite in heaven, but for a temporary arrangement, it couldn’t be better. Except the longer Lanie and Nick spend as husband and wife, the more the connection between them begins to seem real. Maybe this modern fairy tale really could come true . . .
 
 
 
 
 

I didn’t look back, and I didn’t care. Nick’s hand was warm in mine, and when we reached the dance floor they’d cleared a space for, he tugged back gently to make me turn around. The look in those dark eyes nearly took out my knees. He pulled me into his arms, leaving no room for imagination, and I let my hands slide up his chest to his neck, and around back as his eyelids grew heavy.

 

Roberta Flack crooned softly, the first time…ever I saw your face… And something in me went warm from head to toe. Something besides whatever was in that punch. Something more real than that.

 

Nice save.”

 

I tried.”

 

How was the punch?” he asked.

 

I wound my fingers into his hair and pulled his head down.

 

See for yourself,” I said, the last word finished against his lips.

 

Sparks ignited throughout my body as our lips met. Soft. Slow. Wet. Needing. Our bodies moved as one with the music, so close, so tightly pressed together I could feel his heart beating. My hands traveled slowly back down his chest and around his middle as his came up into my hair. When his tongue ran over my top lip, I knew he could feel my gasp. And when I pulled him in deeper to taste him, I felt the low growl in his chest rumbling against mine.

 

His fingers twisted in my hair as he dove deep and then pulled back, deep again and back, teasing me, pulling back to kiss my lips one at a time, as I kept clinging tighter. I was drunk on it. Breathing shallow. My fingers curling into his shirt with the need for more.

 

The first time…ever I kissed…your lips…

 

It was erotic, the way he kissed me. The way I kissed him. Slow, matching our movements. Intimate. Electric and emotional at the same time. And so full of desire and barely restrained need, that my body was trembling with it when he held my face and leaned his forehead against mine.

 

I wanted to keep my eyes closed. Absorb the feel of him, the song, the words, the taste. Just hold on to it a little longer. But I felt the heat of his gaze and my eyes fluttered open. And everything inside me turned to liquid fire. No one—ever—had looked at me like that. Had wanted me like that. The mirror image of what was churning inside me was all over him. In the desire mixed with the trouble haunting his eyes. This wasn’t the game. That thought hit me like a sucker punch to the gut. This was—

 

His mouth covered mine again, hungrier, hotter, and I melted into it. The burn in my chest at the realization of just how fucking real this was, stole at my breath, and I didn’t care. It was more than we were supposed to be doing but—God, it was so good. It was so good my heart felt like it was swelling to the size of the room. Wrapping around us as his hands cradled my face and he broke from the kiss, moving his lips along my face, my cheeks, back to my lips, both of us breathing fast. It was more. Nick was giving me the more. It wasn’t just physical; it was bursting inside me.

 

When he pulled me to him, I buried my face in his neck and held him as tightly as I could as the words slowed to an end. I didn’t want it to be over. I didn’t want to let go.

 

I could hear my heart in my ears, pounding with every breath. He smelled like soap and something woodsy and Nick, and I always knew that but being up close enough to lick him made the smell intoxicating.

 

The music stopped.

 

 The lighting was changing. I had to let go of him, and the second I moved he backed up too. Just a little. Just enough for me to see the mouth I’d just gotten to know intimately. His gaze fell to my lips as well, before dragging up to my eyes. Things had changed. In the course of time it took for that song to make its evolution, our reality had shifted. And the real kicker was that I think we both knew it already had.

 

A Charmed Little Lie (Charmed in Texas, #1)A Charmed Little Lie by Sharla Lovelace
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Lanie had given a lie to a dying aunt. Now, she must prove the marriage is real. No pressure, right? Especially since she is not even seeing anyone right now.

Nick comes across Lanie in the middle of a crisis and is not sure to take her seriously. She has him fitting the general description of the man she lied about. He needs the money, so he gives in. Then the attraction begins……

I really felt it all with this story. There is plenty of humor, heat, sarcasm, and lots of fun. I really wanted the characters to see what I saw for them. There was sparks flying between them and it was fun to see the slow burn speed up. I cannot wait to see the next book in the series.

****This ARC copy was given by Netgalley and its publishers in exchange for an honest review.

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Tasty Q&A with Sharla Lovelace

 

Describe yourself in five words or less.

  1. Snarky (Might be kind of scary that this was the first one that came to mind.)

  2. Introverted

  3. Sneaky

  4. People-watcher (notice how I hyphenated to get an extra word? Yeah, see #3)

  5. Dog-lover (it worked last time)

 

Can you tell us a little about your book?

It’s about lying! LOL. Truly, it’s about when all your little white lies catch up to you, and what the hell do you do then? You make up a gargantuan sized one to cover them, and then hope it doesn’t swallow you whole. Unless it’s in the form of a hot sexy get-under-your-skin man….then by all means swallow! (I did not just say that.)

Lanie and Nick’s story was honestly one of my favorite books to write—EVER. It was so much fun, and such a runaway train ride with no hands! I loved literally watching them fall for each other, I loved Lanie’s spunk! I loved every second of it, and it birthed the town of Charmed, so I hope you will love it as much as I do.

 

If you had a theme song, what would it be?

I Hope You Dance

 

Name one thing you won’t leave home without.

My phone and a hair tie on my wrist. (That’s 2. Damn I have trouble following rules.)

 

What types of scenes are your most favorite to write?

I adore writing intense scenes with either sexy-smexy chemistry burning up the page or fast snappy dialogue. Sex scenes before the sex…with the tease and the tension and the snarky back and forth talking…I love that. Also fights are a blast with all that emotion churning around. Dialogue is always the most fun. I groan to write description…

 

Do you have any advice to give to aspiring writers?

Everyone says this, but seriously, never give up. I met Sandra Brown at a writer’s conference, and she was behind a table signing for a line of hundreds, and when I got up there I said “Everyone in this line wants to be you one day.” She looked at me and said, “You’re here. You’re already halfway there. Don’t ever stop learning and don’t ever stop writing. You’ll get here. One day, maybe I’ll be in your line.” I never forgot that. It hasn’t always been smooth sailing by any means, but my first book was published almost exactly 5 years ago, and now A CHARMED LITTLE LIE is my 10th published book, and I’ve just finished writing my 12th. Don’t give up on your dream. Also, remember that you write about life, and to do that you have to live. There are times (deadline evil times) that you have to stay in a cave and pound out words, but outside of that, find a balance and enjoy your life. It will show in your writing when you do…and when you don’t. If you write romance, kiss your husband every day. And if you are writing about hot sex and he is one of your readers, you’d better be prepared to give up the goods. Saying you aren’t in the mood after penning being banged against a wall—doesn’t cut it honey. 😉

 

Is there anything that you would like to say to your readers and fans?

I wouldn’t be here without you, and I love and adore you so much for taking the time to buy my books and give my stories a try. And when you email or message me to tell me about it…oh my God you just don’t know the rainbows and unicorns that fill me up. Nothing is more important in this job than readers. When I make you happy…when I make you laugh or cry or feel something that you are moved enough to tell me about…my God, ice cream isn’t even as good as that. It’s close. But not quite. 😉

 

 

 
 

Sharla Lovelace is the bestselling, award-winning author of sexy small-town love stories. Being a Texas girl through and through, she’s proud to say she lives in Southeast Texas with her retired husband, a tricked-out golf cart, and two crazy dogs. She is the author of five stand-alone novels including the bestselling Don’t Let Go, the exciting Heart Of The Storm series, and the fun and sexy new Charmed in Texas series.

For more about Sharla’s books, visit http://www.sharlalovelace.com, and keep up with all her new book releases easily by subscribing to her newsletter. She loves keeping up with her readers, and you can connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

 

 

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Blog Tour w/Review – Harmless

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Title: Harmless
Series: Pier 70 #4
Author: Nicole Edwards
Genre: Adult, MM Romance
Published: March 28, 2017
He’s got a secret…
Roan Gregory, one of the four owners of Pier 70 Marina, has managed to paint himself as a loner in recent months. There’s a reason for that. And he’s got every intention of keeping that reason a secret. That is, until he no longer has the option.

He’s got a secret, too…
Colton Seguine, defenseman for the Austin Arrows, has gotten good at keeping the world from finding out that he’s gay. He knows exactly what he can and cannot do. And with whom. That is, until he sees Roan for the first time and all bets are off.

Some secrets are too big to keep.
Temperatures soar when this brooding bad boy gets his first taste of this smoking hot hockey player.

Can Roan and Seg push past each other’s defenses? Or — thanks to the way the cards have been dealt — will the time they spent together prove to be just a harmless one night stand?

 

 
 
HARMLESS (Pier 70, 4) Chapter One © Nicole Edwards 2017
Fourteen months ago
August
“CAN I BUY you another drink?”
Roan Gregory hoped he wasn’t sporting his who me look when he cast a quick glance up and to the left, startled by the offer from…
Well. Okay.
Not what he’d expected.
Standing before him was the sexy guy who’d been checking Roan out since he walked in the door. Discreetly, sure. But Roan’s attention had been unfocused at best. He’d noticed. And yes, this was the same guy Roan had fought hard not to sneak a peek at for the past hour.
The guy was totally his type back when he’d had a type. At least in the physical sense.
Blond hair, blue eyes, long and lean, with the perfect balance of muscles tossed in.
But that was the key. Roan didn’t have a type anymore. He was more interested in ignoring men for the duration.
Sexy Guy nodded toward the empty beer bottle in front of Roan. “Another?”
As though the guy wasn’t possibly talking to him, Roan continued to stare. Only this time, he was captivated by the seductive smirk on Sexy Guy’s smooth lips. Nice lips. Full, perfect … lips.
Obliterating the thought from his sex-starved brain, Roan dropped his gaze down to his beer. Yep, definitely empty. He must’ve drained it when he’d been lost in his own damn thoughts. Unfortunately—no matter what his little head was telling him—he wasn’t interested in company, sexy or otherwise, so he wanted Sexy Guy to go sit back down at the table by the wall where he’d come from.
“I’m good.” Shaking his head, Roan avoided the man’s eyes, hoping he would take the hint.
“I figured if you’re gonna drown your sorrows, probably should do it right.”
If Sexy Guy only knew.
Lifting his gaze once more, Roan met the determined steel-blue eyes still studying him. He bit back a retort. Didn’t the guy understand that he wanted to be alone? Seriously, what did he need to do? Hold up a sign that said, Personal Pity Party, No Company Wanted?
What the…?
Clearly Roan needed to improve his turn-down skills. Sexy Guy surely mistook his I’m good for sure, sit down and join me because, of course, Sexy Guy was now sitting at his table. And he hadn’t bothered to ask.
“I promise, I’m harmless.” To reiterate his point, Sexy Guy held up his hands in surrender.
Big hands. Nice hands. Perfect hands.
Son of a bitch.
Now that Roan thought about it, the guy didn’t look harmless. He looked like … well, hell, he looked like temptation.
Good thing he’d cut temptation from his diet long ago.
Leaning back, Roan tried to appear casual, not wanting to show that he was taken aback by the guy’s forwardness. He also didn’t want the incredibly handsome blond to see that Roan was discreetly attempting to check him out. Mainly, the way that snug charcoal-gray T-shirt stretched across his impressive chest and the way the corded muscles in his neck shifted inconspicuously when he lifted his arm.
How discreet he was actually being was anyone’s guess since there was only about three feet between them.
Not only was he at least an eleven, Sexy Guy also looked familiar. Eerily so. Only Roan couldn’t place him.
Roan shrugged off the thought and continued to stare the guy down.
For the past half hour, Roan had been nursing a beer while pretending to watch the baseball game playing on the television closest to him. He wasn’t really paying attention at all because his brain was inundated with how shitty he’d allowed his life to become. In fact, he’d been paying so little attention he had noticed that the handsome man now sitting across from him had been staring his way every so often.
After the guy signaled the waitress for two more beers, he turned back to Roan.
Bold move considering Roan had already told him he wasn’t interested. Or that had been his meaning anyway.
“Colton Seguine,” Sexy Guy said smoothly as he held out his hand.
Roan detected an accent, but he couldn’t quite place it. Canadian, maybe?
“Not interested,” Roan grumbled, ignoring the introduction, hoping the guy would get it through his thick skull that Roan wasn’t…
Wait.
Did he say…?
The name registered and Roan’s gaze slammed directly into the big guy.
Wavy blond hair, a thin scar running through one of his thick eyebrows, pale blue eyes with the perfect balance of gray running through them, a slightly crooked nose, and a jaw that looked as though it had been carved from stone, not to mention sharp cheekbones and those lips…
Holy shit.
The harmless temptation sitting across from him was none other than a fucking hockey player.
Harmless. Right.
“You’re Colton Seguine,” Roan muttered, feeling stupid.
The guy’s lopsided smirk transformed his face from sexy to … hot as fuck. “That’s what they tell me, but everyone calls me Seg. Unfortunately, I don’t recognize you, so…”
Roan held out his hand seeing that Seg’s was resting on the table as though waiting for this moment. “Roan Gregory.”
“Nice to meet you, Roan Gregory.”
Yes, it was.
Seg’s hand was strong, his grip firm. And holy fuck. This was Colton Seguine. Seg.
Roan briefly forgot all of his problems as he stared at the defenseman for the Austin Arrows hockey team. He knew the man was big—he’d read his stats a few dozen times—but up close and personal, he was ginormous. Six foot four, two-twenty, if Roan remembered correctly.
The waitress interrupted their staring contest when she delivered their beers, and for a few seconds, Roan was caught up in those smoky blue eyes, unable to look away.
It no longer mattered that he’d been wallowing in self-pity, trying to get over the fact that nearly four months ago he’d professed his love for his best friend. He no longer felt the chest-constricting pain that had engulfed him as soon as he realized Cam had fallen in love with someone and they were incredibly happy. The pain hadn’t come from the fact that Cam and Gannon were happy. As far as he was concerned, that was a good thing. It came from the fact that Roan had been insecure enough to think he would lose his friendship with the most important person in his life.
Only right now, the fact that he’d blurted out that he loved his best friend seemed unimportant—not to mention, completely untrue.
Nope. None of it mattered because his brain was misfiring; the only thing he could think about was sex. Sex with this incredibly sexy hockey player. Dirty, rough, highly-erotic sex.
And wasn’t that a kick in the nuts? Roan wasn’t the sort to succumb to insta-lust. It usually took him some time to warm up to a guy. A hell of a lot longer than a brief introduction anyway.
Roan took a long pull on his beer, breaking the eye contact.
This was insane.
Why the hell would this guy even be over here? It wasn’t like he was…
Nah. No way was this guy gay.
Plus, if he was—which he wasn’t—there was no way Seg would know Roan was gay. Seriously. How would he know? They weren’t in a gay bar. And it wasn’t like
Roan was wearing his I’m out and proud T-shirt today.
The thought had Roan staring at Seg thoughtfully.
Did he know Roan was gay? Was it something he broadcasted without realizing it?
After glancing around the room cautiously, Seg leaned in and lowered his voice. “What do you say after this beer, I take you back to my place and we have a drink there?”
Okay, so maybe along with some finely tuned gaydar, Seg was gay.
Not openly, obviously, since Roan distinctly remembered a recent article about Seg and some model chick he’d been dating as of late. Yes, in case there was any confusion, Roan was a fan of the Austin Arrows. Huge fan.
Maybe Seg was bisexual?
Roan let that thought roll around for a few seconds. He didn’t do bisexual. He had absolutely no intention of being with some guy who would wake up the next morning, crying and whining because he was so fucking confused about his life. Pussy or dick, it wasn’t that hard to figure out which you preferred.
Not to mention, Roan didn’t need that shit on top of everything else he was dealing with.
Leaning closer, mirroring Seg’s posture, Roan shook his head. “I’m pretty sure”—he tilted his head toward the waitress—“she’s more your type.”
Seg leaned even closer. “I’m pretty sure … you’re dead wrong.”
Roan sat up straight, taking another pull on his beer as he studied this man.
Here was a guy Roan had watched play for years. A guy who was as masculine as they came. A guy who was now sitting here, in this sports bar, coming on to him.
He was coming on to him, right? Roan had been out of the game a long time; maybe he was imagining it.
He instantly thought about Cam. About how Roan had damn near fucked up their friendship because of his momentary lapse in judgement. His stupid freak out had nearly cost him the most important person in his life.
Then he thought about his sister and her fucking drug problem.
And his father, who was beside himself on how to help her.
His stepmother, who had threatened to leave his father if they didn’t find a way to get Cassie some help.
A fucking mess was what his life had been reduced to.
No way should Roan add fucking a hockey player to that long list of screwed-up bullshit.
Clearly Seg sensed Roan was considering the idea. “One night. No strings.”
Nope, no mistaking that come-on.
Roan considered it.
No-strings sex. Was there even such a thing?
Roan adjusted his position, trying not to give the idea the merit it deserved, but unable to help himself.
A one-night stand with a hot hockey player.
Who could really say no to that? More importantly, who would?
His world was crumbling down around him, and this guy was offering him an opportunity to forget about it for a little while. An opportunity he’d be stupid to pass up.
“One night?” Roan confirmed.
Seg nodded.
“Tomorrow we pretend this never happened?”
Another nod.
Downing what was left of his beer, Roan reached for his wallet, pulled out a couple of twenties, and slapped them on the table before getting to his feet.
“I’ll follow you,” he told Seg.
The grin on Seg’s face made Roan’s dick jump to life.
​Oh, yeah. This was definitely a good decision.
 
 

Harmless (Pier 70, #4)Harmless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #4, in the Pier 70 series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, without the spoilers, I recommend reading in order.

Roan has a past with Colton AKA Seg, a past he wants no one to know about. Aside from the pain and humiliation it brings, it could be detrimental to Colton’s career. Roan knows that nothing short of a miracle would change things. He also knows he has too much on his plate now to look back.

Colton has never wanted anything the way he wants just a chance of a future with Roan. One that does not seem to be mutual. Can he change the man’s mind before it’s too late?

There is so much to this story. I was eagerly turning pages. This book has rich characters with serious heart. The story also calls for some heat. Really good read with characters you can enjoy again and again. This will be one I add to my permanent shelf.

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Blog Tour w/Review – Harmless

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Title: Harmless
Series: Pier 70 #4
Author: Nicole Edwards
Genre: Adult, MM Romance
Published: March 28, 2017
He’s got a secret…
Roan Gregory, one of the four owners of Pier 70 Marina, has managed to paint himself as a loner in recent months. There’s a reason for that. And he’s got every intention of keeping that reason a secret. That is, until he no longer has the option.

He’s got a secret, too…
Colton Seguine, defenseman for the Austin Arrows, has gotten good at keeping the world from finding out that he’s gay. He knows exactly what he can and cannot do. And with whom. That is, until he sees Roan for the first time and all bets are off.

Some secrets are too big to keep.
Temperatures soar when this brooding bad boy gets his first taste of this smoking hot hockey player.

Can Roan and Seg push past each other’s defenses? Or — thanks to the way the cards have been dealt — will the time they spent together prove to be just a harmless one night stand?

 

 
 
HARMLESS (Pier 70, 4) Chapter One © Nicole Edwards 2017
Fourteen months ago
August
“CAN I BUY you another drink?”
Roan Gregory hoped he wasn’t sporting his who me look when he cast a quick glance up and to the left, startled by the offer from…
Well. Okay.
Not what he’d expected.
Standing before him was the sexy guy who’d been checking Roan out since he walked in the door. Discreetly, sure. But Roan’s attention had been unfocused at best. He’d noticed. And yes, this was the same guy Roan had fought hard not to sneak a peek at for the past hour.
The guy was totally his type back when he’d had a type. At least in the physical sense.
Blond hair, blue eyes, long and lean, with the perfect balance of muscles tossed in.
But that was the key. Roan didn’t have a type anymore. He was more interested in ignoring men for the duration.
Sexy Guy nodded toward the empty beer bottle in front of Roan. “Another?”
As though the guy wasn’t possibly talking to him, Roan continued to stare. Only this time, he was captivated by the seductive smirk on Sexy Guy’s smooth lips. Nice lips. Full, perfect … lips.
Obliterating the thought from his sex-starved brain, Roan dropped his gaze down to his beer. Yep, definitely empty. He must’ve drained it when he’d been lost in his own damn thoughts. Unfortunately—no matter what his little head was telling him—he wasn’t interested in company, sexy or otherwise, so he wanted Sexy Guy to go sit back down at the table by the wall where he’d come from.
“I’m good.” Shaking his head, Roan avoided the man’s eyes, hoping he would take the hint.
“I figured if you’re gonna drown your sorrows, probably should do it right.”
If Sexy Guy only knew.
Lifting his gaze once more, Roan met the determined steel-blue eyes still studying him. He bit back a retort. Didn’t the guy understand that he wanted to be alone? Seriously, what did he need to do? Hold up a sign that said, Personal Pity Party, No Company Wanted?
What the…?
Clearly Roan needed to improve his turn-down skills. Sexy Guy surely mistook his I’m good for sure, sit down and join me because, of course, Sexy Guy was now sitting at his table. And he hadn’t bothered to ask.
“I promise, I’m harmless.” To reiterate his point, Sexy Guy held up his hands in surrender.
Big hands. Nice hands. Perfect hands.
Son of a bitch.
Now that Roan thought about it, the guy didn’t look harmless. He looked like … well, hell, he looked like temptation.
Good thing he’d cut temptation from his diet long ago.
Leaning back, Roan tried to appear casual, not wanting to show that he was taken aback by the guy’s forwardness. He also didn’t want the incredibly handsome blond to see that Roan was discreetly attempting to check him out. Mainly, the way that snug charcoal-gray T-shirt stretched across his impressive chest and the way the corded muscles in his neck shifted inconspicuously when he lifted his arm.
How discreet he was actually being was anyone’s guess since there was only about three feet between them.
Not only was he at least an eleven, Sexy Guy also looked familiar. Eerily so. Only Roan couldn’t place him.
Roan shrugged off the thought and continued to stare the guy down.
For the past half hour, Roan had been nursing a beer while pretending to watch the baseball game playing on the television closest to him. He wasn’t really paying attention at all because his brain was inundated with how shitty he’d allowed his life to become. In fact, he’d been paying so little attention he had noticed that the handsome man now sitting across from him had been staring his way every so often.
After the guy signaled the waitress for two more beers, he turned back to Roan.
Bold move considering Roan had already told him he wasn’t interested. Or that had been his meaning anyway.
“Colton Seguine,” Sexy Guy said smoothly as he held out his hand.
Roan detected an accent, but he couldn’t quite place it. Canadian, maybe?
“Not interested,” Roan grumbled, ignoring the introduction, hoping the guy would get it through his thick skull that Roan wasn’t…
Wait.
Did he say…?
The name registered and Roan’s gaze slammed directly into the big guy.
Wavy blond hair, a thin scar running through one of his thick eyebrows, pale blue eyes with the perfect balance of gray running through them, a slightly crooked nose, and a jaw that looked as though it had been carved from stone, not to mention sharp cheekbones and those lips…
Holy shit.
The harmless temptation sitting across from him was none other than a fucking hockey player.
Harmless. Right.
“You’re Colton Seguine,” Roan muttered, feeling stupid.
The guy’s lopsided smirk transformed his face from sexy to … hot as fuck. “That’s what they tell me, but everyone calls me Seg. Unfortunately, I don’t recognize you, so…”
Roan held out his hand seeing that Seg’s was resting on the table as though waiting for this moment. “Roan Gregory.”
“Nice to meet you, Roan Gregory.”
Yes, it was.
Seg’s hand was strong, his grip firm. And holy fuck. This was Colton Seguine. Seg.
Roan briefly forgot all of his problems as he stared at the defenseman for the Austin Arrows hockey team. He knew the man was big—he’d read his stats a few dozen times—but up close and personal, he was ginormous. Six foot four, two-twenty, if Roan remembered correctly.
The waitress interrupted their staring contest when she delivered their beers, and for a few seconds, Roan was caught up in those smoky blue eyes, unable to look away.
It no longer mattered that he’d been wallowing in self-pity, trying to get over the fact that nearly four months ago he’d professed his love for his best friend. He no longer felt the chest-constricting pain that had engulfed him as soon as he realized Cam had fallen in love with someone and they were incredibly happy. The pain hadn’t come from the fact that Cam and Gannon were happy. As far as he was concerned, that was a good thing. It came from the fact that Roan had been insecure enough to think he would lose his friendship with the most important person in his life.
Only right now, the fact that he’d blurted out that he loved his best friend seemed unimportant—not to mention, completely untrue.
Nope. None of it mattered because his brain was misfiring; the only thing he could think about was sex. Sex with this incredibly sexy hockey player. Dirty, rough, highly-erotic sex.
And wasn’t that a kick in the nuts? Roan wasn’t the sort to succumb to insta-lust. It usually took him some time to warm up to a guy. A hell of a lot longer than a brief introduction anyway.
Roan took a long pull on his beer, breaking the eye contact.
This was insane.
Why the hell would this guy even be over here? It wasn’t like he was…
Nah. No way was this guy gay.
Plus, if he was—which he wasn’t—there was no way Seg would know Roan was gay. Seriously. How would he know? They weren’t in a gay bar. And it wasn’t like
Roan was wearing his I’m out and proud T-shirt today.
The thought had Roan staring at Seg thoughtfully.
Did he know Roan was gay? Was it something he broadcasted without realizing it?
After glancing around the room cautiously, Seg leaned in and lowered his voice. “What do you say after this beer, I take you back to my place and we have a drink there?”
Okay, so maybe along with some finely tuned gaydar, Seg was gay.
Not openly, obviously, since Roan distinctly remembered a recent article about Seg and some model chick he’d been dating as of late. Yes, in case there was any confusion, Roan was a fan of the Austin Arrows. Huge fan.
Maybe Seg was bisexual?
Roan let that thought roll around for a few seconds. He didn’t do bisexual. He had absolutely no intention of being with some guy who would wake up the next morning, crying and whining because he was so fucking confused about his life. Pussy or dick, it wasn’t that hard to figure out which you preferred.
Not to mention, Roan didn’t need that shit on top of everything else he was dealing with.
Leaning closer, mirroring Seg’s posture, Roan shook his head. “I’m pretty sure”—he tilted his head toward the waitress—“she’s more your type.”
Seg leaned even closer. “I’m pretty sure … you’re dead wrong.”
Roan sat up straight, taking another pull on his beer as he studied this man.
Here was a guy Roan had watched play for years. A guy who was as masculine as they came. A guy who was now sitting here, in this sports bar, coming on to him.
He was coming on to him, right? Roan had been out of the game a long time; maybe he was imagining it.
He instantly thought about Cam. About how Roan had damn near fucked up their friendship because of his momentary lapse in judgement. His stupid freak out had nearly cost him the most important person in his life.
Then he thought about his sister and her fucking drug problem.
And his father, who was beside himself on how to help her.
His stepmother, who had threatened to leave his father if they didn’t find a way to get Cassie some help.
A fucking mess was what his life had been reduced to.
No way should Roan add fucking a hockey player to that long list of screwed-up bullshit.
Clearly Seg sensed Roan was considering the idea. “One night. No strings.”
Nope, no mistaking that come-on.
Roan considered it.
No-strings sex. Was there even such a thing?
Roan adjusted his position, trying not to give the idea the merit it deserved, but unable to help himself.
A one-night stand with a hot hockey player.
Who could really say no to that? More importantly, who would?
His world was crumbling down around him, and this guy was offering him an opportunity to forget about it for a little while. An opportunity he’d be stupid to pass up.
“One night?” Roan confirmed.
Seg nodded.
“Tomorrow we pretend this never happened?”
Another nod.
Downing what was left of his beer, Roan reached for his wallet, pulled out a couple of twenties, and slapped them on the table before getting to his feet.
“I’ll follow you,” he told Seg.
The grin on Seg’s face made Roan’s dick jump to life.
​Oh, yeah. This was definitely a good decision.
 
 

Harmless (Pier 70, #4)Harmless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #4, in the Pier 70 series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, without the spoilers, I recommend reading in order.

Roan has a past with Colton AKA Seg, a past he wants no one to know about. Aside from the pain and humiliation it brings, it could be detrimental to Colton’s career. Roan knows that nothing short of a miracle would change things. He also knows he has too much on his plate now to look back.

Colton has never wanted anything the way he wants just a chance of a future with Roan. One that does not seem to be mutual. Can he change the man’s mind before it’s too late?

There is so much to this story. I was eagerly turning pages. This book has rich characters with serious heart. The story also calls for some heat. Really good read with characters you can enjoy again and again. This will be one I add to my permanent shelf.

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

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Reboot Tour – Pier 70

Thats right!

 

The Nicole Edwards Pier 70 series has a SEXY NEW look!!! 

 

Why? 

 

Because the final book is almost here! 

 

And we are celebrating the completion of this HOT M/M series with some FIRE!

 

If you haven’t started this sereis yet, you have plenty of time to read the first three books before the final book hits your eReader on March 28th
 
Are you ready to see the new covers and re-explore The Pier 70 Series?
 
 
BOOK 1 – RECKLESS
 
 
 
 

Reckless (Pier 70, #1)Reckless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Gannon Burgess met Cam Strickland when he and his assistant walked into Cam’s place of business. They wanted to hire a boat to go out for a couple hours team building. Gannon and Cam are attracted from the first look.

Gannon has not cared to have a personal life in some time. He has been busy with his company and getting out top level video games to the market. Most love interests cannot compete with that, nor do they wish to. Owning your own business takes more time than most people think. Then he meets Cam, and his priorities start to shift. He wants to spend all his time with him.

Cam feels the same way. He owns a business with his partners that takes just about every day to run. With very little time off, he has not had an interest in a long term partner. He does not mind playing the field. After meeting Gannon, that all changes.

I loved this start to the new Pier 70 series. It has something for everyone. I loved the characters warmth, dedication to their jobs, friends and each other. I loved just about everything about it. I do not want to spoil the book for you – but the HEA in this one jut made me feel darn good!

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BOOK 2 – FEARLESS

 
 
 

Fearless (Pier 70, #2)Fearless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book # 2 in the Pier 70 series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. If you plan to read the series, however, read it in order. There are spoilers in later books.

Noah and Dare have known one another from their younger years. They were a couple once upon a time. Before the break up, that is.

Dare is setup at the wedding of a friend. To his surprise, Noah is the man he is set up with. He cannot escape from him or his feelings on this ship.

Can they get over the past and find one another again? This is a great story of love and loss. I found it very compelling. The characters were fun and the book has a lot of heat.

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

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BOOK 3 – SPEECHLESS

 
 
 

Speechless (Pier 70, #3)Speechless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is the 3rd book in the Pier 70 series. The Pier 70 boys are back! You can read this book as a standalone novel. It will however, have spoilers from previous books if they were not read in order. As always, I recommend reading series book in the order intended for reader enjoyment and understanding.

Hudson and Teague work together and see each other most every day. Lately, the tension between the two could be cut with a knife. Could it be there is more going on in the shop then just repairs?

Teague has a hard time trusting. He also does not believe that anyone could love him. His own parents didn’t. When Hudson and their friends try to convince him of his worth…. will he take the time to listen?

Such a sincere and sweet book with some serious HOT inside! This is a great story that winds you up and gets you going. Hudson and Teague are great together!

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

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AND COMING MARCH 28th, 2017….
 
 

HARMLESS!

 

 The final book in this HOT MM Romance!

 
 

 
 
 

Harmless (Pier 70, #4)Harmless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #4, in the Pier 70 series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, without the spoilers, I recommend reading in order.

Roan has a past with Colton AKA Seg, a past he wants no one to know about. Aside from the pain and humiliation it brings, it could be detrimental to Colton’s career. Roan knows that nothing short of a miracle would change things. He also knows he has too much on his plate now to look back.

Colton has never wanted anything the way he wants just a chance of a future with Roan. One that does not seem to be mutual. Can he change the man’s mind before it’s too late?

There is so much to this story. I was eagerly turning pages. This book has rich characters with serious heart. The story also calls for some heat. Really good read with characters you can enjoy again and again. This will be one I add to my permanent shelf.

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

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Blog Tour w/Review – Speechless

Title: Speechless
Series: Pier 70 #3
Author: Nicole Edwards
Genre: Adult, M/M Romance
Published: June 7, 2016
 
He’s suffering in silence…

Teague Carter, one of the four owners of Pier 70 Marina, has spent his life feeling rejected. To the point that he has never allowed himself to get close to anyone. He prefers it that way, in fact. But he refuses to believe that his destructive behavior might be something more than rebellion.

He’s unable to speak…

Hudson Ballard, Pier 70’s mechanic, has been fighting his attraction to Teague for years. He has stood by and watched the kid get more and more out of control, but this time is the last. If Teague wants to use sex to escape his problems, Hudson is certainly willing to be the one to show him that he’s good with more than just his hands.

Sometimes words aren’t necessary.

There are fireworks when this out-of-control bad boy agrees to no strings with this tatted up, dominating mechanic.

Can Teague and Hudson keep their emotions from getting involved in their arrangement? Or — thanks to the demons from their pasts — will the darkness steal from them before they have a chance?

 
 
  

Speechless (Pier 70, #3)Speechless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is the 3rd book in the Pier 70 series. The Pier 70 boys are back! You can read this book as a standalone novel. It will however, have spoilers from previous books if they were not read in order. As always, I recommend reading series book in the order intended for reader enjoyment and understanding.

Hudson and Teague work together and see each other most every day. Lately, the tension between the two could be cut with a knife. Could it be there is more going on in the shop then just repairs?

Teague has a hard time trusting. He also does not believe that anyone could love him. His own parents didn’t. When Hudson and their friends try to convince him of his worth…. will he take the time to listen?

Such a sincere and sweet book with some serious HOT inside! This is a great story that winds you up and gets you going. Hudson and Teague are great together!

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

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Speechless Excerpt #2 © Nicole Edwards 2016
Teague was exhausted.
He had hardly slept last night, and it only had a little to do with the fact that Hudson had summoned him over so he could watch him masturbate (which, by the way, was hot as fuck). No, after that, when Teague had gone back to his apartment and attempted to sleep, he continued to think about Hudson. The man had captured his every thought and all of his dreams. He had tossed and turned, waking up with his dick in his hand because he was so turned on it fucking hurt.
So, suffice it to say, he needed a nap, but he had agreed to help out with some of the appointments today. And that’s how he found himself sitting behind the wheel on the boat while a group of girls flirted it up with a group of guys on the pontoon they’d rented for the afternoon.
He was actually used to this type of outing. He’d even had women ask for him specifically, though he doubted they knew he was gay. Not surprising, since he didn’t bother to tell them. What was the fun in that? He’d never so much as touched a woman in his life, and he had no desire to do so, either.
From the time he was old enough to figure out what his dick was intended for, Teague knew he wasn’t interested in boobs and pussy. Nope. It’d always been dick for him.
He’d experimented early on, topping a couple of times, but quickly learned that he preferred to be fucked, to be taken hard and fast, drilled into… Bottoming was certainly what he wanted. The whole top thing … required too much control, and that was one thing he lacked. Even he knew that.
And women … they didn’t have the parts that would please him.
But he could definitely flirt when necessary because it was good for business.
His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he retrieved it while making sure no one was around him. After Hudson’s text last night, he had no idea what the guy might send over, and he damn sure didn’t want anyone else to see it. Still, he remembered the commanding message for him to come over and watch. At first, he’d thought it had been some sort of test. Without hesitating, he had gone over and… Holy fuck. If he’d been concerned about whether or not it had been wise to accept Hudson’s proposal, he was no longer worried. The guy was hung like a fucking horse, and he was dominating when it came to sex. No way could Teague go wrong there.
You cool?
The message was from Hudson, and it was the first time he’d heard from him today, so it made him smile. Hudson was checking on him.
Not that he would put too much thought into that.
Yep. All good. You?
I’d be better if you were in the shop today.
Teague’s mind conjured up a million ideas about what they could do if he was in Hudson’s tiny little office, or even out in the shop.
Figuring it was his turn to tease a little, he responded with: And what would you do if I was?
What would you want me to do?
Of course Hudson would answer the question with a question. Still, he responded honestly: Whatever you wanted.
A minute passed, and Teague figured Hudson wasn’t going to respond, but as he was putting his phone back in his pocket, it vibrated. He took a deep breath as he pulled up the text and stared at the screen.
You would be okay if I sit you on my desk and suck you off right here?
Alrighty then.
Teague was fairly certain he’d just had a hot flash.
Like, seriously.
He peered over at the people on the boat, making sure they weren’t paying any attention to him. On a normal outing, he would’ve been hanging out with them, enjoying the party, but he was too tired today. Or he had been right up until he’d imagined sitting on Hudson’s desk while Hudson sucked him off.
Fuck.
He tapped out a response with shaky hands: I think I could handle that.
We’ll see about that. Come find me when you get back. As soon as you get back.
Thankfully, Teague had his sunglasses on, because it gave him some privacy for his thoughts. He knew he was easy to read, and the last damn thing he wanted was for these people to see the intense lust burning in his eyes.
He glanced at his phone to check the time. Still at least an hour and a half before they would be heading back to shore.
Surely he could wait that long.

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New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances.

Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author.

Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years.

When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs.

 
 
 

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Blog Tour w/Review – Fearless

Title: Fearless
Series: Pier 70 #2
Author: Nicole Edwards
Genre: Adult, M/M Romance
Published: April 11, 2016
He’s the one who walked away…
Dare Davis, one of the four owners of Pier 70 Marina, has been living the past fifteen years of his life not taking risks. He considers himself fearless because he refuses to let anyone close enough to hurt him. He’s had his heart broken before, he’s not looking for it to happen again.

He’s the one who let love slip through his fingers…
Noah Pearson, thirteen-year veteran of the Austin Fire Department, finds himself being roped into a favor by his mischievous stepsister. When Milly invites him to come along on a cruise to the Caribbean, he finds himself giving in. What he doesn’t know is that Milly’s playing matchmaker. However, Milly’s surprise backfires when Noah finds himself front and center with the man who slipped through his fingers fifteen years ago.

Some people believe in second chances.
Things heat up when the mischievous, fun-loving bad boy comes face to face with this smoking hot fire fighter.

Now that Dare and Noah find themselves sharing a room on a week-long cruise, can they find a way to keep the peace and ignore their past? Or – thanks to the decisions they made long ago – will they come full circle, picking right back up where they left off?

 
 

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Fearless Excerpt © Nicole Edwards 2016
Getting out of that cabin was the only option Dare had. That or he was going to strip Noah naked and ride him until the sun came up. Or vice versa. He didn’t really care which. Okay, yes, he did, but now was not the time for that. He needed to gather his thoughts.
Plus, he needed to return Roan’s key and let him know that he wouldn’t need a place to crash after all.
Then he needed to find food.
God, he was starving. He hadn’t eaten much at the reception because he’d been too nervous. But even if he had, he would still be hungry. That was how he rolled.
By the time they emerged from their cabin, it seemed most of the other cruise-goers had called it a night. The halls were deserted, as was the main deck, where they ended up after making a quick pass through the casino and then deciding against any more gambling for the evening. As it was, the wager between them was steep enough. Dare knew he didn’t have anything else to bet.
So he settled for pizza and soda, which they devoured outside.
For the next hour, they walked around, close but not too close. When he yawned for the third time, Noah suggested they head back, and Dare reluctantly agreed.
He was edgy, he couldn’t deny that. Although they were alone out here—for the most part—being alone in their cabin was decidedly different. No one could happen upon them in there, which meant their clothes could fall off. And then he could… What if he tripped and his dick slipped right into Noah’s mouth? That could be awkward.
Well, the last part wasn’t too bad of an idea, provided it didn’t result in any damage to his dick.
However, that wasn’t going to happen tonight. Not on purpose and not by accident.
 
 
 
 

Fearless (Pier 70, #2)Fearless by Nicole Edwards
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book # 2 in the Pier 70 series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. If you plan to read the series, however, read it in order. There are spoilers in later books.

Noah and Dare have known one another from their younger years. They were a couple once upon a time. Before the break up, that is.

Dare is setup at the wedding of a friend. To his surprise, Noah is the man he is set up with. He cannot escape from him or his feelings on this ship.

Can they get over the past and find one another again? This is a great story of love and loss. I found it very compelling. The characters were fun and the book has a lot of heat.

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

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New York Times bestselling author Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy contemporary and erotic romances.

Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent author.

Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that have built up in her head over the years.

When she isn’t writing or plotting her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to read and spend time with her family and her dogs.

 
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Blog Tour w/Review – I Wish You Were Mine

 
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I WISH YOU WERE MINE
 
Oxford #2
Lauren Layne
 
Releasing on February 2, 2016
Loveswept

 

 
Perfect for fans of Alice Clayton and Emma Chase, Lauren Layne’s Oxford series heats up in this story of forbidden desire as a brooding jock hoping for a comeback falls for a woman who’s strictly off-limits.
 
A year ago, Jackson Burke was married to the love of his life and playing quarterback for the Texas Redhawks. Now he’s retired, courtesy of the car accident that ruined his career—and single, after a nasty scandal torpedoed his marriage. Just as he’s starting to get used to his new life as a health and fitness columnist for Oxford magazine, his unpredictable ex shows up on his doorstep in Manhattan. Jackson should be thrilled. But he can’t stop thinking about the one person who’s always been there for him, the one girl he could never have: her younger sister.
 
Mollie Carrington can’t say no to Madison. After all, her older sister practically raised her. So when Madison begs for help in winning her ex-husband back, Mollie’s just glad she got over her own crush on Jackson ages ago—or so she thought. Because as Mollie reconnects with Jackson, she quickly forgets all her reasons to stay loyal to her sister. Tempted by Jackson’s mellow drawl and cowboy good looks, Mollie is sick and tired of coming in second place. But she can’t win if she doesn’t play the game.
 
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You seriously didn’t have to hire movers,” Mollie said for the hundredth time as she watched two burly dudes easily maneuver yet another stack of boxes to Jackson’s guest room.
 
Jackson pointed at a barstool. “Sit. Relax. Want a beer?”

 

No, I still need to unpack,” she muttered, reluctantly plopping onto the stool.

 

Have a beer, Molls. Unpacking your nightstand contents isn’t like operating heavy machinery,” he said, going to the fridge and pulling out two beers.

 

Clearly you don’t know what’s in my nightstand.”

 

Jackson lifted his eyebrows. “Exactly how big is your vibrator?”

 

I meant I have like a zillion books.”

 

Which are not breakable,” he said, handing her a beer. “And is that a no on the vibrator?”

 

She gave him a look as she took the bottle from his hand. “I just want to state for the record that I have moved several times, on my own, without the help of movers, and I could have done it again.”

 

Moving yourself is for college kids. You’re an adult. Hire movers.”

 

No, moving yourself is for people without extra income,” she said. “Snob.”

 

So what was the plan?” he asked, tipping the bottle to his lips. “You were just going to maneuver all those big-ass boxes around with those skinny sticks you call arms?”

 

Don’t be silly. I was going to hire some big beefy dudes from campus to help me. Perk of working at a university.”

 

Jackson was about to set his bottle on the counter but his hand froze, just for a second, and Mollie felt a sting of regret as she realized she’d inadvertently hit a nerve. Not so long ago, Jackson Burke had been absolutely the type of muscled guy friend who’d’ve been really helpful to have around on moving day. Her eyes flitted to his shoulder. Now he was the guy who wouldn’t be doing any heavy lifting for a long time. Maybe ever.

 

She looked away, her brain scrambling to come up with a quick subject change.

 

Only maybe that wasn’t what he needed—for people to dance around his injury like it was the elephant in the room. Physically, he was on the road to recovery. He needed to get there mentally as well.

 

You said the other night that it didn’t hurt,” she said. “Was that a big macho man moment?”

 

He stared at the counter. “I’ve told you. It’s fine.”

 

She rolled her eyes. “Please. Be a little more vague and manly.”

 

Well, what do you want me to say, Molls?” he ground out. “That the pain wakes me up at night? That any motion more vigorous than brushing my teeth hurts like hell?”

 

Are you going to physical therapy?” she asked, purposely ignoring the wounded-bear routine. That might scare off other people, but she was made of stronger stuff. Knew him better.

 

He looked away.

 

Oh, Jackson.”

 

He shrugged. “What does it even matter? All the PT in the world isn’t going to help me play football again.”

 

Well, gosh,” she said dramatically, “you may as well be dead.”

 

Jackson was in the process of taking a sip of beer and choked. “Jesus. You are such a smart-ass.”

 

I’m just saying, you have a lot going for you,” she said, gentling her tone. “You don’t need a football in your hand or to help a girl move to be an amazing guy.”

 

Yeah?” he said as he leaned on his forearms across the counter. “Want to tell me more about how I’m an amazing guy?”

 

If I did, I might never stop.

 

 
 

I Wish You Were Mine (Oxford, #2)I Wish You Were Mine by Lauren Layne
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is book # 2 in the Oxford series. This book is just fine as a standalone novel to read. I always tell my readers that it is better to read a series book in order as the author intended. This series is so much fun when read in order.

Jackson and Mollie go way back. He used to be married to her sister. The same one who raised her after her mother died. Mollie was in love with him even then.

Mollie gets to know the “after football” Jackson when he moves to New York for work. She is still there for school, and they get together and catch up. He is bowled over with how grown up she is now.

Together, they spark some serious heat! This story is an amazing story of love, loss, and forgiveness. I cried and I laughed and enjoyed every page. Be wise: Pre-order! You will be glad that this book is on your shelf. I intend to re-read my copy when it comes out.

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Lauren Layne is the USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance.
 
Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren’s gone on to publish thirteen books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with several more on the way in 2015.
 
Lauren currently lives in New York City with her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll find her at happy hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally curly hair.
 
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Title: I Wish You Were Mine
Series: Oxford #2 
 
 
Author: Lauren Layne
 
Publisher: Loveswept
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 2, 2016
 
 

 

Blurb:
Perfect for fans of Alice Clayton and Emma Chase, Lauren Layne’s Oxford series heats up in this story of forbidden desire as a brooding jock hoping for a comeback falls for a woman who’s strictly off-limits.

A year ago, Jackson Burke was married to the love of his life and playing quarterback for the Texas Redhawks. Now he’s retired, courtesy of the car accident that ruined his career—and single, after a nasty scandal torpedoed his marriage. Just as he’s starting to get used to his new life as a health and fitness columnist forOxford magazine, his unpredictable ex shows up on his doorstep in Manhattan. Jackson should be thrilled. But he can’t stop thinking about the one person who’s always been there for him, the one girl he could never have: her younger sister.

Mollie Carrington can’t say no to Madison. After all, her older sister practically raised her. So when Madison begs for help in winning her ex-husband back, Mollie’s just glad she got over her own crush on Jackson ages ago—or so she thought. Because as Mollie reconnects with Jackson, she quickly forgets all her reasons to stay loyal to her sister. Tempted by Jackson’s mellow drawl and cowboy good looks, Mollie is sick and tired of coming in second place. But she can’t win if she doesn’t play the game.


 

 

 

 
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Lauren Layne is the USA Today bestselling author of more than a dozen contemporary romance novels. Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. A year after moving from Seattle to NYC to pursue a writing career, she had a fabulous agent and multiple New York publishing deals. Lauren currently lives in Manhattan with her husband and plus-sized Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll likely find her running (rarely), reading (sometimes), or at happy hour (often).

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Title: I Wish You Were Mine
Series: Oxford #2 
 
 
Author: Lauren Layne
 
Publisher: Loveswept
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 2, 2016
 
 

 

Blurb:
Perfect for fans of Alice Clayton and Emma Chase, Lauren Layne’s Oxford series heats up in this story of forbidden desire as a brooding jock hoping for a comeback falls for a woman who’s strictly off-limits.

A year ago, Jackson Burke was married to the love of his life and playing quarterback for the Texas Redhawks. Now he’s retired, courtesy of the car accident that ruined his career—and single, after a nasty scandal torpedoed his marriage. Just as he’s starting to get used to his new life as a health and fitness columnist forOxford magazine, his unpredictable ex shows up on his doorstep in Manhattan. Jackson should be thrilled. But he can’t stop thinking about the one person who’s always been there for him, the one girl he could never have: her younger sister.

Mollie Carrington can’t say no to Madison. After all, her older sister practically raised her. So when Madison begs for help in winning her ex-husband back, Mollie’s just glad she got over her own crush on Jackson ages ago—or so she thought. Because as Mollie reconnects with Jackson, she quickly forgets all her reasons to stay loyal to her sister. Tempted by Jackson’s mellow drawl and cowboy good looks, Mollie is sick and tired of coming in second place. But she can’t win if she doesn’t play the game.


 

 

 

 

 
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I Wish You Were Mine (Oxford, #2)I Wish You Were Mine by Lauren Layne
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is book # 2 in the Oxford series. This book is just fine as a standalone novel to read. I always tell my readers that it is better to read a series book in order as the author intended. This series is so much fun when read in order.

Jackson and Mollie go way back. He used to be married to her sister. The same one who raised her after her mother died. Mollie was in love with him even then.

Mollie gets to know the “after football” Jackson when he moves to New York for work. She is still there for school, and they get together and catch up. He is bowled over with how grown up she is now.

Together, they spark some serious heat! This story is an amazing story of love, loss, and forgiveness. I cried and I laughed and enjoyed every page. Be wise: Pre-order! You will be glad that this book is on your shelf. I intend to re-read my copy when it comes out.

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Also Available
 
 
AMAZON US / UK
 

 

 

Author Bio

 

Lauren Layne is the USA Today bestselling author of more than a dozen contemporary romance novels. Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. A year after moving from Seattle to NYC to pursue a writing career, she had a fabulous agent and multiple New York publishing deals. Lauren currently lives in Manhattan with her husband and plus-sized Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll likely find her running (rarely), reading (sometimes), or at happy hour (often).

 
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