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BEND by Kivrin Wilson

 

Latch by LK Collins

 

1986 by Morgan Parker

 

Doomsday Love by Shanora Williams

 

The Debt by Tyler King

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Reaper’s Fire by Joanna Wylde ~Excerpt Reveal~

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Tinker

It was almost seven that evening when I felt the AC kick back on. I’d been lying on my back on the (relatively) cool tile floor behind the counter, staring up at the pressed-tin ceiling and trying to remember why I hadn’t already moved back to Seattle.

In Seattle it rained.

Cool breezes blew off the bay and the lush greenery covered everything with its shaded canopy. People didn’t really need air-conditioning, but if they happened to have it and it broke, there were lots of repair men available.

Of course, Seattle also had Brandon. Not only that, my dad didn’t want to move, and I’d come to realize I couldn’t leave him here alone. It wasn’t safe for him, not since Mom died.

Ugh.

At least the AC was working again, blowing down from the ceiling vent across my sweaty body, reminding me that while the world might not be crawling with perfect men, at least there were still a few useful ones running around. Cooper Romero was a keeper, and it had nothing to do with how sexy he was . . . although the fact that he was sex on a stick—make that sex with a stick—didn’t exactly diminish his appeal.

When I’d dragged him up to the black tar roof to show him the ancient AC, I’d expected him to make a run for it. Any sensible man would. Instead, he’d spent the whole afternoon busting his ass to save my chocolates—Oh God, I wish that were code for something more exciting—officially qualifying him as a superhero in my book.

As for me, there wasn’t much I could do once I got all the sweets safely downstairs into the basement. There weren’t any customers walking in off the street, and seeing as I couldn’t make or ship candy in a 102-degree shop, I’d alternated between attempting to read a book, looking over orders I couldn’t fulfill on my laptop, and bringing Cooper glasses of iced tea. I’d been nervous around him at first, but you can only stay nervous for so long when you’re sweating like a pig—there’s a certain freedom in knowing you look like hell and there’s no saving your hair. I’d thrown my arm across my eyes in a pathetic attempt to block out reality toward the end.

When cold air started flowing into the room, I could’ve cried with relief. He’d never had a chance to fill out the application form, and I’d long since decided it didn’t matter. Unless he was an ax murderer, I’d give him the apartment and the job.

Might give it to him even if he was, to be honest.

“It’s working again,” Cooper announced, and I jerked, startled. Shit, had I fallen asleep? Opening my eyes, I looked up to find him standing over me. Dear God in heaven—that was one hell of a bare chest.

Holy. Shit.

I’d taken note of his build when he first walked in the shop, but everything under his shirt had been theoretical. Now there was six-foot-plus of raw sex appeal right there, all sweaty and sculpted and . . . well, let’s just say I’d be stopping off on the way home to pick up some fresh batteries.

That’s when the situation hit me—Cooper Romero was the hottest man I’d met in forever, and he’d just found me lying on the floor in my own sweat and filth like a dog. Typical luck. I scrambled to my feet, pretending I wasn’t totally embarrassed (I was) and not in the least bit freaked out by how unspeakably attractive this guy was. Okay, “attractive” wasn’t quite the right word, because it implied a certain level of polish and class that just didn’t fit Cooper at all.

Brandon was attractive.

Cooper?

I’d lick him all over and massage his butt if he asked. He stared down at me, his eyes carefully blank, making it very clear he wasn’t asking. Story of my fucking life. Sitting up, I pushed myself to my feet without bothering to dust off. Lost cause at this point.

“Not sure how much life the AC has left,” he said slowly. “I managed to get it going, but fixing it right would cost more than it’s worth and then some.”

Of course it would.

“I just need to get through the summer,” I told him, wiping a finger under my eye. My perfectly applied, vintage-style makeup had melted, leaving me with a clown face. Fortunately I’d (mostly) given up on caring three hours ago, right around the time I’d discovered the floor tiles were cooler than the rest of the room. “After that, I’ll worry about the furnace and by next summer I might not even be here anymore.”

“Really?” he asked, cocking a brow. “You selling out?”

“Not sure,” I told him. “I’m not thinking that far ahead right now. Things are very iffy with my dad . . . I think he’s got some—”

No. I couldn’t say it. Saying it out loud made it too real, plus the last thing I needed were a bunch of rumors flying around town. So far we’d kept dad’s situation mostly to family and friends.

“Tinker?”

Shaking myself, I smiled at him. “Thank you so much for fixing that. I’m not even sure what I would’ve done—I can’t afford to miss a week’s worth of orders. Not only would it put me behind, it would burn my customers.”

He nodded, studying me thoughtfully. God, he really was beautiful . . . Nothing like Brandon’s polished sophistication. No, Cooper gave off more of a warrior-tossing-you-over-his-fearless-steed kind of vibe. Yeah, like that would end well, because my track record with men was so fucking perfect, right?

Pull your head out of the gutter. He probably has a girlfriend.

At least I could finally lock up this hellhole of a shop and get a shower.

“Thank you so much—you have no idea how much I appreciate it.”

“No, but the whole throwing yourself at my feet thing was a subtle hint,” he said, and I realized he was teasing me. Was he flirting? I couldn’t decide if that kicked ass or scared the shit out of me.

“Anyway, it’s getting late,” I told him, feeling suddenly awkward. “I’m going to grab some dinner down the street, and then I could take you over and show you the apartment.”

A small, knowing smile crossed his face, and I realized he thought I was hitting on him.

“No,” I said quickly, mortified. “I wasn’t asking you out. Omigod, this is weird.”

“What, you aren’t turned on by a man who smells like old socks?” he asked lightly, raising his arm and giving a sniff. He was joking, but the sweat wasn’t a turnoff. Nope. Not even a little bit. “If that’s not enough for you, the roof tar on my ass should be a big attraction.”

Closing my eyes, I bit back a groan. He started laughing. Not in a cruel way, but companionably, which I guess made sense because both of us were disgusting as hell. Of course, now I wanted to check out his ass, but I managed to keep my eyes on target (mostly) when I answered him.

“Well, it’s sexy but I’ll manage to control myself somehow. I do want to grab dinner, though, and we need to figure out the apartment details.”

“I’ll take the place, doesn’t matter what it is,” he replied. “I’m in a hotel and it’s getting old. I’d love to move in on Sunday, but I can’t go look at it right now—gotta get my ass cleaned up. Meeting up with someone later.”

Of course he was, because men who looked like Cooper didn’t spend Friday nights alone.

“Sounds great,” I told him, refusing to show any disappointment. “Just text me when you’re ready, and I’ll get you the key.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but a sudden pounding against the locked shop door caught us both off guard. I spun around to find Talia Jackson glaring at me through the glass. Talia and three of her skankier friends, including Sadie Baxter, a girl I used to babysit when I was in college.

A girl who was now twenty.

Damn.

“Cooper!” Talia shouted. “What the fuck are you doing?”

I glanced at my new handyman, startled. Talia Jackson and her brother, Marsh, were two of the nastiest people I’d ever met. Marsh was president of the local motorcycle gang, a group called the Nighthawk Raiders motorcycle club. The club had been around most of my life, but it was only in recent years that they’d turned really bad. I mean, they were never the kinder, gentler sort of bikers, but I’d never been actively afraid when I’d heard a motorcycle, either.

Now? Let’s just say we’d all gotten a little edgy.

“That’s my girl,” Cooper said, and something deep down inside of me died a little. Of course he’d go for someone like Talia. She might have the heart of a deranged circus clown—you know, the kind that survives by eating the souls of innocent children—but she was hot.

Really hot.

Not only that, she was slutty, and while I wasn’t into the whole slut-shaming thing (like I had room to judge after the bachelorette party debacle . . . ugh), I wasn’t naive enough to think he was attracted to her personality. Cooper Romero might have a sweet smile, and he’d fixed my AC, but now I had proof positive that he’d never be into a girl like me.

Specifically, a grown-up with curves.

All righty, then. Probably for the best anyway.

“Just a sec!” I called to her, determined to take the high road, then I grabbed my keys so I could open the door. She pushed inside with her posse, and I do mean pushed. Little bitch shoved me so hard I nearly knocked over the display of antique Russian teacups my mother had lovingly collected. (So far as I knew, she’d never sold a single one of them, but it’d made her happy.)

“Careful,” I warned, and Talia turned on me.

“What did you just say to me?”

“Babe, let’s talk,” Cooper said, catching her arm and pulling her into his body. She squealed, going from aggressive to flirty in an instant.

“You’re all sweaty. It’s sooo disgusting.”

I noted she wasn’t trying to get away. Cooper smiled down at her, a hint of something feral in his eyes. Yeah, okay—whatever smile he’d been giving me, it hadn’t held any of that kind of intensity.

Yours truly was officially chopped liver.

“I was just about to head out and grab a shower,” he told her. “Wanna come with me?”

She pouted. “I can’t. The girls and I need to get fixed up. I’ll see you at the bar, though, right?”

He looked down at her, offering a sexy, indulgent smile. “Can’t wait.”

“Perfect,” she said, reaching around to grab his ass for a quick squeeze. Then she turned and strutted back out without a word to me, her gaggle of girls following like well-trained geese. Sadie gave a little finger wave on the way. The door closed behind them with a cheerful little jingle, and I wondered why the hell I even bothered with Hallies Falls.

I missed Seattle.

So what if it had Brandon? I could drown him in Lake Washington. Problem solved.

“Sorry about that—Talia is a little high-strung,” Cooper said.

“Oh, I know all about her,” I replied, hoping I didn’t sound as catty as I felt. Cooper didn’t seem to notice.

“I’m new to town, but she’s been showing me around,” Cooper continued, stepping over to stand in front of me, hands shoved deep in his front pockets. “I should get going.”

“Of course—don’t let me keep you. What time do you think you’ll be in touch tomorrow?”

“Afternoon work?”

“No problem. Looking forward to hearing from you.”

He nodded and pushed through the door, walking down the street without a second look back. I locked up behind him, wondering why all the hottest guys were douchebags. Not that Cooper had acted like a douche, but he had to be my age or older—late thirties—and Talia was the same age as Sadie. She was also a raging bitch. There was only one reason a man like him would date a girl like that, and it had nothing to do with personality or character.

Cooper Romero might be beautiful, but obviously he was shallow. Suppose it was too much to hope for a man who could fix an air conditioner and have a soul at the same time.

Pity.

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Reaper’s Fire releases on August 9th! 

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New York Times bestselling author Joanna Wylde returns to the “wild and raw”* world of the Reapers MC with the story of Gage and Tinker…

The club comes first.  

I’ve lived by those words my whole life—assumed I’d die by them, too, and I never had a problem with that. My Reaper brothers took my back and I took theirs and it was enough. Then I met her. Tinker Garrett. She’s beautiful, she’s loyal, and she works so damned hard it scares me sometimes . . . She deserves a good man—one better than me. I can’t take her yet because the club still needs me. There’s another woman, another job, another fight just ahead. 

Now she’ll learn I’ve been lying to her all along. None of it’s real. Not my name, not my job, not even the clothes I wear. She thinks I’m nice. She pretends we’re just friends, that I’ve still got a soul . . . Mine’s been dead for years. Now I’m on fire for this woman, and a man can only burn for so long before he destroys everything around him.

I’m coming for you, Tinker. 

Soon.

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Author’s Note: This book was originally released through a small publisher in 2013. This independent edition has been lightly edited, and contains a bonus short, “Sticky Sweet” (originally published on the author’s website) and a Q&A with the author.

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About the Author

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Joanna Wylde is a New York Times bestselling author and creator of the Reapers Motorcycle Club series. She currently lives in Idaho.

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ABBY by LK Collins~ Cover Reveal, Trailer and Giveaway

COVER & TRAILER REVEAL – ABBY
BY BESTSELLING AUTHOR, LK COLLINS

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I followed my heart and took the leap of a lifetime.
Leaving everything I’ve ever known behind, diving into the abyss of love.
That consuming, sacred, life-changing feeling that takes you captive.
And you would do the same, if Latch looked into your eyes the way he did mine.
He blurred everything else out.
It didn’t matter where we were…I was all that mattered.

Now, as I’m slipping – fading – remembering what we shared, I find peace in the darkness, because I have no regrets.

Every motherf*cking rule I’ve lived my life by went out the window the moment I laid eyes on her. Abby instantly turned my world upside down.
And from the second she gave in to me, I was a changed man.
Never the same again.
How could I be?
She was my once in a lifetime.
And now that she’s gone, every part of me is broken, shattered from the inside out.
The connection we shared was so strong that the memories alone will never be enough.

Placing the cold, black steel to my temple, I am reassured knowing that this…is the only way…

From five time bestselling author, LK Collins, comes ABBY, the sequel and conclusion to the explosive and mind-blowing novel LATCH. LK writes an array of emotionally and sexy gripping Erotic Romance novels. She’s a lover of the oxford comma and everything in the writing world. Her stories are compelling and will draw you in from page one, and with twists and turns, she always keeps her readers enthralled ’til the end. When LK’s not lost in the minds of her characters, you can find her on the beach with her family, where her husband and writing partner, “The Prezident,” are sure to be plotting out her next tale. 
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THE DEBT by Tyler King~ Review

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13245314_1730554343895834_3935575937063383206_nGritty, raw, claws at my heart, real, passionate, sad, happy, inspiring, empathetic, apathetic, loving, hating, fighting, dying, living, everlasting, final, melodic, discordant, understanding, angry, happy, tearful, memorable, regrettable, forgiving, unforgivable, beautiful, ugly, flawless, flawed, stunning and everything in between.
The Debt by Tyler King is one of those books that sticks with you, resonates with you and that you hope other books will do to you. Her characters are so incredibly exquisite. Their struggles seep into your very being, calling for you to really see who they are. This isn’t a surface read. You need to settle in for the long haul and delve deep into your heart and soul. This is one of those books, you should go into blind and with a clear mind so that the story gets into every cell and you can peel back all the layers of this multi-faceted story.
Tyler King’s words are addicting in their beauty and prose. She brings hard realities to light with sincerity and grace. This is an absolute must read.
D 5/5

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BEND by Kivrin Wilson ~ Review

Every once in a while a story just resonates with you or finds a way of sticking with you. BEND by Kivrin Wilson is one of those stories.

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12670667_1032056626920013_3610483797586789369_nall the feels. intense. sweet. hot. loved it.
Bend is one of those books that plays in your head over and over. I loved the characters. Both were stubborn, independent, intelligent and sexy without the author having to throw in their physical attributes at every mention.
Kivrin Wilson wrote an emotional story that didn’t send you into the depths of a book hangover. Rather, her story was thoughtful, and her words streaked the pages with feelings that burrow into your heart and fill it with hope.
One of the things that I absolutely loved about this book was playful and sarcastic banter. I found myself laughing often, yet it wasn’t overbearing where it squashed the sincerity of the story. The inner dialogue had me in fits of giggles.
I have to mention the sex scenes. They are ridiculously HOT!!! I have to say, lately sex scenes in books bore me. They are the same thing over and over– gratuitous and something in the realm of a teenage virgin could do better. But Jay and Mia’s scenes were intense, smokin’, put them in a new age Kama Sutra textbook, unexpected, real, emotional and I could go on. I’m hoping Kivrin Wilson sets up seminars on how to write sexy. Oh my heck!
BEND was about second chances, taking a leap of faith, following your heart and embracing the love that was always right in front of you.
BEND is one of the books on my must read list!
D 5/5

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COMPASS by Stephie Walls ~ Cover Reveal and Release Info

Title: Compass
Series: Siren Song #2
Author: Stephie Walls
Genre: Adult, Romance
Coming: August 11, 2016
I’ve lived all over the country but have made Greenville, South Carolina my home for the last 20 of my 37 years. I have a serious addiction to anything Coach and would live on Starbucks if I could get away with it. If you follow me on Facebook you’ll also find that I’m slightly enamored with Charlie Hunnam. I’m an avid reader (literary whore to be more precise) averaging around 300 novels a year. I have a penchant for great love stories, sensual poetry and am a romantic at heart.

I currently work full-time in the Greenville area and fill my “extra” time with writing contemporary romance novels with a hint of erotica. I couldn’t do it without the support of my family and friends who push me to keep going when I don’t have the confidence or patience.

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LATCH by LK Collins~ Review, Trailer and Giveaway (Blog Tour)

Hey crew check out my review for LK Collins’ LATCH. Watch the sexy trailer and be sure to enter the giveaway too.

 

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When New York City’s most desirable male escort gets caught, things get messy.

Latch Teracino is God’s gift to women. He’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of in a man, and he’ll fulfill your hottest fantasies, all for a price. He makes a very good living pleasing the rich and famous. Like Abby McEllrath, married to Major League Baseball’s biggest all-star, which often leaves her at home, lonely and bored.

After years of neglect and disrespect from a man who promised to give her the world, she meets Latch in the most unlikely setting. For Latch, she’s just another client – it’s the way he works. And for Abby, she adapts. However, as time progresses, their explosive connection transforms from dirty, raw sex into so much more than just a paid relationship.

Lines are crossed.

Rules are broken.

And lives are shattered.

In the end, Latch and Abby have to make a choice, one that will forever change the course they were destined to be a part of. But sometimes a simple choice isn’t that easy, especially when the one you leave behind would rather die than live without you.

Here’s what people are saying…

 

“5++++++ stars! Ms. Collins has done it again. She absolutely ruined me while I was reading this story. The connection between Latch and Abby is soooo hot and soooo sweet!” –Jo’s Book Addiction
“The story is hot and sweet, sexy and raw, and full of so many emotions, taking you into the life of Latch and Abby and making you feel like you’re living it with them. Just be ready for the ending, it will definitely leave your jaw on the floor…” –Cover to Cover Book Blog

“Latch left me stunned! LK knows she’s evil! I swear her intentions are to suck you into her books and leave you wrecked.” –Karrie, Panty Dropping Book Blog

Review

Thank you LK Collins… you know why… for taking that risk.

Latch is a sexy, with some humour and angst thrown in, story, to make this a great read. While many of us love tatted up bad boys, I loved how Collins did not use this as the backbone of the story. Rather the notion of Latch having tattoos and being a male escort enhances the story but doesn’t make the story. What you get is a character who is not uni-dimensional, has a lot going on for him and still is sexy as heck.
I’ll admit when I first starting reading this book, Abby was not a favourite of mine. However, further into the story, you get a truer sense of what her past relationship did to her and realize that in the real world, it would take a woman years to overcome the neglect and abuse of a spouse/partner. So really, Abby’s character was as she should be.
The story was well paced and while there were a couple of times I thought a little repetitive, the overall vibe of the story fit the plot line and characters. I didn’t want to put the book down as I knew something big was coming and I was trying to anticipate what. Collins gave minute hints that kept you engaged and turning the pages without being predictable.
Darrell’s part in the book while small made a huge impact on the story and was well written. I also, absolutely loved Maris, Latch’s grandmother’s, character. She was sweet yet hip and added those aww moments and make you fall in love with Latch even more.
There’s a big risk that LK Collins took with this story and while it left me gobsmacked, I absolutely loved everything about it.
LK Collins’, LATCH is definitely worth the one-click. It’s a great read for your summer reading list.
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Five time bestselling author, LK Collins, writes emotionally and sexy gripping Erotic Romance novels. She’s a lover of the oxford comma and everything in the writing world. Her stories are compelling and will draw you in from page one, and with twists and turns, she always keeps her readers enthralled ’til the end. When LK’s not lost in the minds of her characters, you can find her on the beach with her family, where her husband and writing partner, “The Prezident,” are sure to be plotting out her next tale.
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1986 by Morgan Parker~ Review

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Allana Harrison wanted out. She wanted to escape her painful, broken past and enjoy a fresh start somewhere else. Anywhere else. And while all of the boys in high school and college promised to deliver that dream, only one man actually pulled through.

Now a young adult, Allana finds herself on the opposite side of the world, in a prosperous and rich town that’s not only isolated from her past, but from the crime, grime and hustle of bigger cities, in a country where she doesn’t understand the language or know anybody else except her husband. And that’s how she likes it.

Until she meets Alex, another American who ends up being her only other friend, the one person who reminds her of what it’s like to feel desired, wanted and hungered for.

Except Alex has motives. And Alex has questions — about her husband’s work at the world’s most-advanced, leading-edge power station, questions he wants answered… and when Allana can no longer provide them, Alex threatens to reveal the secrets of their forbidden past, secrets that will destroy the man that saved her.

Caught between two men — one she loves and the other she can’t help but love — Allana must deliberate the role she plays in the moments leading to humankind’s greatest disaster… in 1986.

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“Love makes us think it’s about who we love, but that’s backwards. Love should be about who loves us.”

Does conspiracy breed love? Does it prove someone’s love? Does it question one love over another? In 1986 just before the Chernobyl nuclear disaster it most certainly did.
For Vasy, Alex, And Allana, the events leading up to the Chernobyl disaster wove a complicated and twisted web of lies, deceit, understanding, lust, love and truth.

Morgan Parker is not your typical romance writer. His tales are unconventional, eccentric, and most always question the very foundation and essence of love.
In his latest novel 1986, this has never been more true. 1986 Pripyat, Ukraine, the 9th nuclear city of what was then the Soviet Union, is the backdrop for a conspiracist’s dream. While the intricacies of the politics of this time seem to be the plot line, Morgan Parker creates a smoke screen for a sad, emotional love story. Here’s where 1986 sets Morgan Parker apart from other authors. Amongst all his words about spies and nuclear reactors are three people who crave love. Who have the same romantic dreams as the rest of us. When they are hurt by love, they bleed like we do and they dismiss love like we do.
Again, Morgan Parker’s words aren’t your typical love story. You won’t find the obvious, hitting you in the face. There aren’t pages of gratuitous sex or tatted up, bad boy, rocker, billionaires. Parker gives us ‘smart’ love. A story where you question, evaluate, re-evaluate and have more questions because love is never just love.

If you want a read that is well developed, thoughtful, and has a deeper evaluation of relationships, love and one’s search for a love that one can understand, then 1986 is definitely a story to one-click.
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