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~FENDER BENDER BLUES by Niecey Roy~ Blog Tour Stop

FenderBenderBlues_w7492_750 (1)Flirty and Dirty Book Blog is today’s stop on the Fender Bender Blues Blog Tour. This looks like it will be a fun read! Check out the blurb and an excerpt from the book. Be sure to enter the giveaway at the end…

Author: Niecey Roy

Title: Fender Bender Blues

Released: January 24, 2013

Genre: Contemporary

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Her life took a wrong turn. He’s driven by success. They didn’t count on crashing into love…

Rachel Bennett loved her job until the day she finds herself doubting her choices.  Now she’s hunting for a new career, but starting over isn’t easy.  Her plan is simple—no distractions until she finds her dream job.  She didn’t plan on fate throwing her a curveball in the form of a fender bender with a sexy guy in an expensive suit.

Craig Larsen is a wealthy, successful business owner with a plan of his own: survive his current PR nightmare and stay away from his overly determined ex-girlfriend.  His need for control and personal success is turned upside down when he meets Rach, a sassy redhead who can’t drive.

Soon they find themselves battling with Rach’s grumpy old neighbor, toilet-papering the trees of a high school nemesis, and fighting over the last slice of pizza.  Can two very different people plus one fender bender equal a chance at forever?


“Now what?”

“Nothing.”Rach sniffed.

Craig shifted to eye her warily. “Since when do you answer me with single words?”

“Since I decided I’m not talking to you,” she answered with a shrug, crumpling up the white paper wrapper from her sub.

Craig leaned his face in close to her neck and enjoyed the startled jerk of her shoulders. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. His breath shifted a few strands of hair at the nape of her neck as he whispered, “Why, because you want me?”

“You’re incorrigible,” she said, breathless, her cheeks flushed.

She’s enjoying this. The thought pleased him. Rach was on her back beside him now, her eyes closed. He glanced around the park to see if anyone was watching. No one was. He could swoop in for a kiss and no one would catch him. No one would care, he told himself.She won’t mind

“I can feel you staring.”

Craig smiled down at her. “So what.”

She peeked at him with one green eye. “So stop it.”

“And if I don’t?” Maybe she’d tackle him, push him down on the blanket and…

She didn’t. She promptly closed her eye and went back to pretending indifference. “I’ll hit you, that’s what.”

“Not if I do this, you won’t.”

He’d only meant it to be a short kiss, but the pleasure of touching his lips to hers kept him there longer. Her tongue was velvet soft and warm against his and the slow mating of their mouths quickened his heartbeat even as he told himself, It’s no big deal, just a kiss.

She nipped his bottom lip and sent heat sliding through his body. The woman could kiss.

She whispered soft against his lips, “Now why don’t you admit that it’s you who wants me.”

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~RUINING YOU by Nicole Reed Blog Tour~ Special post and POV!!!

Flirty and Dirty Crew…

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000038_00071]Y’all know how much I love the Ruining Series by Nicole Reed. And you know how much I LOVES Nicole’s writing. She amazes me in how she can draw out your emotions but still leave you with breath. Her sincerity and heart for the story are so evident.

Nicole’s reasons and what she wants you take from reading this series…

In writing Ruining Me and Ruining You, I wanted to add a real life, in-depth feeling of dealing with the harsh realities of depression and suicide.  Whether someone is born with a pre-disposition to mental health issues or, in the case of my fictional character, Jay, experiences a life-changing event, many do not realize that the person suffering with these thoughts and feelings has no control over them.    The intense pressure continually builds, and when there is no outlet, it has the capacity to lead to harmful tendencies.

In Ruining You, I wanted to show that, with the proper support and treatment, living is the ONLY choice, it is what you make it, and you just have to keep trying.  Jay’s story is very near and dear to me.  My heart goes out to the millions of people dealing with these feelings each and every day and the families of those who have suffered through the loss of suicide.  Have compassion when those around you fight these battles and seek help when needed. 

Nicole Reed is a humble, down to earth package of awesome! She is a rare and special being. Thank you Nicole, for sharing with us your amazing talent and your literary heart and soul.

An extra special thank you for allowing me and Nic to be a small part in a most fantastic journey. We loves you dearly and hold a special place in our hearts for you. We can’t wait to see what is to come. <3

So I know y’all aren’t here to see me get all mush and gush. I know what you want… Don’t forget to enter one heck of a giveaway!!! Also, leave a comment at the end of the post to enter for a chance at an e-copy of Ruining You.

SPECIAL POV from none other than a beautiful bad boy RHYE!!!! Here it is…                                                                                                                           *SPOILER ALERT* If you have not read the Ruining Series PLEASE SCROLL PAST this snippet..

RhyePOVThe buzz of my phone in my pants pocket jolts me awake from sleeping in my sixth period class.  Damn. We played an extra set last night at Vortex, and I am worn slap out.  Lately, we are always playing, hoping that we finally get discovered, but it hasn’t happened yet.  Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I roll and stretch out my neck.

Hearing the teacher drone on at the front of the classroom, I reach in my pocket for my cell.    Pulling it out, the screen automatically goes to missed calls, and I about fall out of my chair when I see who it was.  Holy sh!t, it’s Jay.  My Jay.  The one that owns my f&cking soul, piece by piece. Hunching over my desk, I bend down as far as I can, hitting the return button on my cell.  At the first ring, I feel my body vibrate with the energy that I get by just thinking about this girl.  On the second ring, she picks up.

“Hey where are you at?” she asks.  Her sexy voice goes straight to harden my d!ck.

Lowering my voice, I answer, “School, last period. Why?” Moving around in my chair, I try to adjust my wood.

Silence.  For a minute, I’m f&cking terrified she is going to hang up the phone, but finally, she answers, “Nothing, never mind.”

The familiar sound of anguish laces her voice and rips my soul to shreds.  Damn, what is it about her that ties my stomach into knots?  Glancing up to make sure the teacher isn’t looking at me, I ask, “Jay, what is it? Talk to me.”  I’ve needed to see her for months; there are things she doesn’t know.  Things that will make her f&cking hate me if she finds out.

“I was just wanting to hang out…,” she starts to say when I interrupt her.

“I’m outta here.  Meet me at Chris’s in a half-hour.”  Hanging up the phone, I don’t give her a second to change her crazy-ass mind.

Instantly, I raise my arm, and the teacher calls on me, “I think I’m allergic to something and need to see the school nurse.”  I start scratching around my neck for visual effects.  She looks at me like I’m about to give her something contagious. Ha! She wishes. My ploy always f&cking works.  Standing up, I pick up the hall-pass she offers on the side of her desk, trying not to gloat.

Walking out of the classroom, I don’t stop at the nurse’s station. Instead, I head straight to my car.  The beat up 1967 Camaro is the only thing my old-man left me.  Hell, he evidently couldn’t even spare his last name since Clark is my mother’s maiden one.  Cranking it up, I squeal out of the parking lot, heading straight for Chris’s house.  Reaching for the cigarette pack resting on the dashboard, I light one up, inhaling deep.

Glancing in the rear-view mirror, I make sure that there is nothing in my nose and run my hand through my yellow-streaked hair.  Cocking my head to the side, I think back to the last time I saw Jay.  Some days, I still can’t believe that JT is gone.  Me and the dude were never buds, but damn, I didn’t want to see the kid die, and I sure as hell didn’t want to be the cause of it.  I remember when we were all freshman and how JT never left Jay for a minute.  He would catch me staring at her and threaten to beat the sh!t out of me. The stupid thing was I wasn’t half as infatuated with her then as I am now.

Everyone at school always knew Jay.  She was Miss Popular, Miss Perfect, and everyone either wanted to f&ck her or friend her.  I never wanted to be her friend. Hell, I don’t want to be anybody’s friend.  The broken Jay was the one that I really noticed; she inspired me to write some of the craziest lyrics.  You could see in her eyes that she was irrevocably broken, and I never wanted to completely fix her.  Just keep her.  She is my muse and the owner of my heart.  Whether she wants to or not, she owns me lock, stock, and barrel.

Grimacing, I think back to what I did.  Knowing what Jay was planning and not knowing how to deal with that sh!t was painful.  I smoked more weed just to wrap my head around what she was going to do to herself.  The one thing that kept bothering me was watching that f&cker watch her.

Yeah, I figured it out, because once you realized what happened to Jay, it didn’t take a genius to figure out who did it.  So, I started watching the sick f&ck, and one day saw my chance to maybe nail his ass.  I stole some freshman’s phone out of her bag and followed Coach Branch because the wicked gleam in his eyes that day scared the sh!t out of me.  I just needed to catch him harassing her and turn it over to have him locked-up.  Jay never had to know it was me.

Hanging back outside the classroom he entered, I waited, and wouldn’t you know, minutes later, Jay goes to walk in.  Pulling up the phone’s video camera, I position myself in one of the doors and video tape Coach Branch talking to her.  Never in a million years could I have imagined what went down in that conversation.  My heart f&cking bled for her.  I almost lost my mind and went in the room guns blazing, but I knew how Jay felt, and she would never have forgiven me.  She never planned on letting anyone know what happened to her.

In my lifetime, I don’t remember crying about anything before that day.  However, after she walked out and he followed, I slid down the wall and let my sh!t go.  If I didn’t f&cking love Jay before, that day cemented my feelings in blood.

Hours later, still staring at that stolen phone, I made a decision.  She could never, EVER, know what I was about to do.  Branch needed to be locked up and away from her for good.  Maybe then she could move on, and I had to save her the only way I knew how, without exposing myself or making her hate me even more.  Lucky for me, I stole a phone that had half the schools’ digits listed on it.

Hovering my finger over the send text message button, I did the only thing left that I could think of at the time and pressed down.  If I could have known what it would cause, I would NEVER have sent it, but I made a stupid and f&cked up decision that I can’t take back.  She can never know it was me.  I thought bringing everything out in the open would save her and save me, because I’m not so sure I would have survived her death.  The biggest joke was on me. I caused her to attempt to commit the one thing I was trying to prevent.  God, I was the reason for JT’s death and altering Cal’s life forever.  I really can’t think about that right now.  It happened, and I can’t change it, but she survived.  Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and think to myself, “Thank God she survived for me.”

Putting those thoughts behind me, I pull into the parking lot.  Jumping out, I flick my cigarette butt to the ground and take the stairs up to the apartment two at a time.  Slinging the door open, I walk in and damn. She looks fine as hell.  Being in a band, I’m never in shortage of pu**y, whenever and however I want it.  None, not one, comes close to Jay.  Her dark hair gleams even in the low light of the apartment, and I’ve memorized every inch of that hot body.  Every mother-f&cking inch.   Those light grey eyes light up when she sees me.  I know what lust looks and feels like, and I’m feeling it like a mutha from Jay.

I walk towards her, but she stands before I get there, and I lift her up to me.  Needing to feel her, I instantly get hard as steel again, feeling her tight body pressed up against mine.  Burrowing my nose into her neck, I inhale her and she smells so f&cking good.  I let my lips caress the soft skin of her exposed neck.

Pulling back slowly, I look into her eyes saying, “I’ve missed those sad grey eyes.”

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WASTED HEART— This is all about Rhye!!! No release date yet but soon. You will love this bad boy.

Also be on the look out this summer for Nicole’s new book titled My Cake…

About Nicole:  

bookpicI love angst….I thrive on it, but only the fictional kind. I adore a story that grips the reader from the beginning and doesn’t let go…EVER. I’m an avid reader who just recently discovered my love of writing. My favorite things in life include my three wild & crazy kids, Reeses Pieces, and every genre of music. Please come find me @ or

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~FINALLY Available on Amazon~ Never Too Far & Avoiding Intimacy

Can you believe Never Too Far by Abbi Glines and Avoiding Intimacy by K.A. Linde are finally available on Amazon 🙂  Happy Reading!!

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~ROCKED UNDER by Cora Hawkes~ Blog Tour Stop- You don’t want to miss this post!!!

rockedundertourlargerHey Flirty and Dirty crew….

We are soooooo EXCITED to be today’s stop on the Rocked Under Blog Tour. We have a never before POV from the delicious rocker Scott. If you have read the book, you definitely don’t want to miss out on this. If you haven’t you still will want to get a taste of this bad boy with heart.

I’ve got my review of this book too. It has it all… bad boy rocker, angsty girl, and an undeniable connection. Did I mention the bad boy rocker? HOT!!!!

Don’t forget to enter the AMAZEBALLS GIVEAWAY!!!! You have to get to the end first. And you definitely do not want to miss out on Scott’s POV…

Title: Rocked Under

Author: Cora Hawkes

Genre: New Adult 17+

Released: Dec. 31, 2012

Availability: Amazon-  Download to Kindle now

Synopsis:  Falling in love isn’t always easy or pleasant. The intense and angst-filled story of Emma and Scott is a painful, gut-wrenching and exhausting portrayal of how hard it can be to let go…

Nineteen year-old Emma Harrington’s number one rule is; Never give your heart away to a man, no matter what. That lesson was learned early on in her life and she will never forget it.

Starting over in the USA, Emma starts college with her cousin, Ashley. She is finally free to do and live how she wants and no man will ever rule her decisions or emotions again.

That is until Scott Mason walks on stage…

Intense, bad boy Scott is the lead singer in a local and popular rock band. Ladies man and Ashley’s longtime friend, Emma is instantly drawn to him, even though he is everything she hates and needs to stay away from in a guy. He treats females like he does a cigarette; light it, use it, and lose it.

For her cousin’s sake, she makes an effort to get along with Scott. She soon discovers that there is more to Scott which makes him even more dangerous in her eyes. Underneath the façade of friendship; jealousy, obsession, fear and insecurities, fester and battle it out as she fights her attraction and history from repeating itself.

One thing she knows for sure is that if she breaks her rule, it may destroy her.

D’s review of Rocked Under: Click here to read my review

SCOTT’S POV:  SQUEEEEEE!!!  Click here for Scott’s POV

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Author Bio:

Cora Hawkes lives in England with her man and their four children. She thinks the kindle is the greatest invention ever and hers is mostly filled with paranormal and fantasy romances. Favourite books are Kresley Cole’s IAD series, Jennifer Armentrout’s Covenant series and Heather killough-Walden’s The Chosen Soul series.
Apart from family-time, reading and writing, she LOVES music and going to gigs. She hates soaps and rarely watches TV but loves The Vampire Diaries, True Blood and Gossip Girl.

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Thanks for stopping by and thank you to Cora Hawkes for bringing Scott Mason to our attention. *swoon*



16051780Soundz is cramped. The air is warm and muggy with body heat. I clocked her almost immediately. It’s like I’ve got this inner radar alerting me to where she is in a room. She’s wearing her dark-chocolate hair down and wavy, just the way I love it — natural. The red top she has on clings in all the right places and I can’t pull my gaze away from her. She’s beautiful. I frown. No. Beautiful doesn’t even cut it. Emma deserves her own word. Beautiful is a word that’s used too widely. She’s captivating. Enchanting. Elegant. She carries herself with a grace that can’t be compared. I just can’t describe how I feel about her. Man, I have it bad for this babe —  always have and part of me knows I always will. No matter what happens between us, I know that she’ll be a part of my life. At the risk of sounding cheesy, it’s like her soul calls to mine and I can’t do anything but obey and surrender. I almost feel proud of her for holding out on me for so long, because I wouldn’t have been able to do it. She’s strong, and I like that.

Staying home wasn’t an option. I was going crazy and I had to come. Wherever she goes, drama follows her, and there is no way on this fuckin’ earth that I’d let anything happen to her. I don’t trust the pussy that she’s with to protect her.

I shake my head. I’m so fuckin’ whipped right now but I don’t give a shit. I love her. She’s the only person that I really love and I’ll die before I let anything happen to her. I’ll take on the world for her.

She hasn’t seen me yet but I know she will –– she always does. I know she feels this weird pull too.  She’s going to be pissed when she sees me here, but I don’t give a fuck. Someone needs to look out for her and I’d rather that person was yours truly.

I watch as Kyle moves with her, his hands on her waist and his attention all hers. I don’t like him getting so close to her, like he is now, but there’s fuck all I can do about it. Kyle bends to her ear and says something and she pulls back, nodding. He leaves her. My fists squeeze and I bury them in my pockets. She’s dancing alone and I watch reluctantly as sleazy assholes that seem to think they have a chance swarm around her. She doesn’t care. She’s not taking any notice of them. The corner of my mouth lifts. This pleases me.

Kyle is at her side again and he hands her two shots. She downs one, and then the other. What the fuck is he doing? She’s been sick and he plies her with alcohol? Hell. Fuckin’. No! He hands her a bottle of water and she pouts. I will her to drink it but she doesn’t and instead puts it down while Kyle isn’t looking. She pulls him to her and they dance. That girl knows how to dance, and tonight she’s really feeling it. Her form moves expertly and I know that she’s in her own world — forgetting her worries. She turns around so that her back is against his front. His hands go to her waist and it’s all I can do to keep my feet rooted to the spot. I can feel my mood darkening by the second. I want his hands off her. Did she lie to me earlier when she told me that there was nothing between her and Kyle? They’re too chilled with each other.

Her face relaxes and she’s singing. Then she frowns and casts a glance around and I know she can sense me watching her. Her eyes find mine and my heart slams against my ribs. She’s the only person that has ever had that effect on me. She holds my stare and stops singing, her lips parted. I maintain eye contact. There is something in her face that I can’t place. After a moment she seems to zone out and I want to know what’s running through her mind. Is she still afraid? I know why she feels that way and I was a stupid idiot for not seeing it sooner. My behaviour with other girls had pushed her further away and I had spent the last few weeks trying to prove that I could be only hers — if she wanted me. Who am I kidding? I’m a nothing and my chances with her are slim right now. She’s too good for me. Eventually, she would find me lacking and really know what a loser I was. All girls did in the end. They never felt anything for me and they never would. Emma is different. From the first time I met her she had been unlike anyone else. I tried not to fall in love. I tried so fuckin’ hard, but with Emma, it was impossible. She just has a way about her, and I went under. She brings out a fierce, protective streak in me that I never knew was there. That’s why I’m here.

Kyle’s hands are still on her and I can’t stop the jealousy that starts to simmer beneath my skin. She’s relaxed with him. I want her to be that way with me. The song ends and she places her hand on Kyle’s arm and leans towards him. My face heats as anger rushes over me in waves. She knows I’m watching. Kyle’s leaving and she’s making her way over to me. Her steps are unhurried, almost like she’s dragging the moment out. She’s focused on me, pinning me in place, like she’s devouring me. Shit! I want her so much and I’m sure it’s written all over my face. She made it crystal that she doesn’t want anything more than friendship with me. Perhaps it’s Kyle that she wants. I know from Newton that he’s been hanging around a lot while I was away. Man, I hate him.

She’s almost reached me and I don’t want her to see how much I need her, it’ll only freak her out. I look away. I look anywhere but at her. My head is all over the place. I’m angry that she’s that way with Kyle. I can’t help it.

I feel her small, soft hand take mine. I hum from her slight touch. But she’s been with Kyle all night and now she thinks that she can come and hold my hand? I’m a hypocrite too.

I throw her hand off. “Go back to Kyle,” I say, my tone blunt and rough.

Her brow lifts. “I told you — Kyle and I are friends.” She’s trying to  placate me, but why?

I force a laugh. “Yeah?” my eyes turn to slits, “Like we’re friends?

“Have you been…?”

I don’t want to hear her lie to me. “You know what? Don’t answer that — I don’t fuckin’ care.” I look away from her. I know I just hurt her, but damn it! I’m in hell right now. Can’t she see that?

She steps close to me. “Please, dance with me.”

I look at her. She’s almost begging and I want her so fuckin’ badly. I want nothing more than to hold her while we move but I can’t trust myself to keep my hands to myself right now. I grit my teeth. “Don’t play with me, Emma.”

“You don’t want to dance with me?”

I shake my head, not trusting myself to say ‘no’.

She sighs, “Why are you here?”

Doesn’t she know why I’m here? Does she think I’m here torturing myself for the hell of it? “To keep a fuckin’ eye on you. Why do you think?”

“You came to watch out for me but you won’t dance with me, even though I want you to?”

Before I can stop myself, I step towards her and grab her arms. “You and me — it’s never gonna happen. I get it. But it doesn’t mean you can rub salt in the wound.” Why the hell did I say that? I let her go like she burned me.

“I’m n…”

“Just go back to your fuckin’ fairy boy.” I turn and leave her before things get worse and either she or I says something that we don’t mean. I go to the bar and stand in line. I need a stiff drink. I don’t think she understands how much I want her right now — if she did, I’m sure she would have run a mile in the opposite direction.

I knock back the amber liquid and welcome the burn as it makes a trail down to my stomach. She has me twisted and I can’t fuckin’ see straight. It’s like I have Emma-vision. My thoughts are full of her, night and day. I know that she feels something for me and it kills me. It absolutely annihilates me.

I turn around and face the dance floor. Emma is dancing with some guy and I straighten up. She runs her hands up his chest and loops them around his neck. She pulls his head down and plants those gorgeous lips on his. Rage sweeps through me so fast that I can barely catch my breath. Why is she doing this? What the fuck does she want? I can’t take this anymore.

She pushes him away and goes off. She talks to Kyle and he hugs her. I don’t want to see it. She finds another guy and it’s all I can do to hold myself back from going over there and taking her home.

Her gaze finds mine. I’m coiled so tight that it’s a fight to keep myself still. The way she’s looking at me as she dances makes me sure that she knows what she’s doing to me. She’s doing it on purpose to get at me. But why? Is she trying to hurt me? I shouldn’t have come. Emma is the only girl that can rile me like she does, and God I wish she didn’t have that control over me.

She pushes the guy she’s with away and finds another one. I suck in air. I had seen this one around, he’s an asshole with women. He jerks her around, taking control of her body. My teeth feel like they’re going to snap, I’m grinding them that hard. I feel like I’m going to snap. Push him away, Emma. I will her to do it but she doesn’t. His clumsy hands crush her breasts and adrenaline starts to pump through my veins. Emma’s expression tightens — it says all that I need to know. She doesn’t want him touching her.

I push myself away from the wall and start striding. The guy’s hands move lower and touch her intimately. She looks stunned and turns to face him. Motherfucker! I’ll kill him!

My feet carry me to them and I draw my arm back, unable — and not wanting — to stop myself. My reaction is automatic and instant. The next thing I know, my fist is smashing into his face. I want to pummel him but Emma is watching and she comes before my own needs.

I reach for her and grip her arm. I haul her away. I can almost feel my blood bubbling and boiling. I keep dragging her, none too gently, and don’t stop until I’ve put a safe distance between us and that guy. I wanted to smash my fists against him again and again for touching her like that.

I’m hot and tense as I trap her with my frame and glare. “What the fuck are you doing?” I roar, making her flinch.

Her eyes darken. “I was dancing! You wouldn’t dance with me and I didn’t want to dance alone. Why did you hit him?” she screamed back at me.

Is she for real? “Are you seriously asking me why? You didn’t want his hands on you, that’s fuckin’ why!”

She raises her chin. “How do you know what I want?” She places her hands on my chest and shoves.

There is no way I’m moving. “It doesn’t fuckin’ matter. You’re not dancing again tonight.” I go close to her just to make sure she knows that I’m not messing. Her hands are still pressed against me and I want them to stay there.

Her lips tighten. “Yes, I am!” She goes to slip away from me so I loop my arm around her waist and bring her back. My other hand grabs her hair so she’s looking at me. I ignore the way her body is touching mine. I’ve had enough. This girl needs a warning label.

“Let go of me!”

“You’re not going back out there. You’re better than that. I won’t let someone else touch you because you want to hit back at me.” I shake my head. “I’m not worth it.”

She gasps and I know then that I’m right. She’s doing this to fuck with me — to hurt me.

Why? “Fuck! Why are you doing this to me?” I yell.

She reaches up and holds my cheek. “Isn’t it obvious?”  Her voice is like a caress. Her touch is a gift and I want a whole lot more.

I close my eyes. I know I can’t touch her.

“No, it’s not.” I take my hands away from her before I do something stupid and put some distance between us.

Disappointment flits across her face, making me frown. She comes closer and puts her hand on the back of my neck. She looks at me, her features tender and inviting as she pulls me down to her. She’s going to kiss me. Shock and then excitement engulf me as her lips move over mine coaxingly, causing my bunched up muscles to tighten even more. Any minute now I’m going to burst and lose it. Her hand trails upwards and her fingers stroke my hair while her arm loops around my back, bringing us closer. I need her. Her scent is surrounding me, she’s lulling me, pulling me in for the kill, and at any moment I know she’s going to shove me away. I want more of her before she does that so I cradle her velvety cheek as I take over and deepen our kiss. I slide my tongue inside her mouth and immerse myself. Her soft body is flush with mine, provoking and exciting me. I know that nothing will come of it and it only makes me more desperate to take what I can now. I memorize her smell, her taste, her touch. My heart is exploding and I have nervous twinges in my stomach. God, I love this girl. I will do anything for her. She’s the only one that gets me. She makes me want to be better — become more than I am.

I free her lips and rain kisses over her cheeks, down to her neck. Jesus, I could take her right now and I want to. I’ve never wanted anything more than this. Her hands slip under my shirt. I shudder as her fingers roam over my bare back. Soon I won’t be able to stop. I want her too much. I don’t think she knows how much she affects me. I nip her neck, frustrated for something more. I’m losing it.

“Scott,” she says, in a moan of sheer pleasure.

Shit! I can’t fuckin’ do this! I can’t lose her friendship again over this. Fuck! I put my hands on her upper arms and move her away from me. That’s it — I’ve lost my fuckin’ mind. I stare at her and I’m shocked that she just instigated our kiss. I’m surprised at myself for breaking it. For the first time, she kissed me — and I was the one to pull away. She must be playing with me but she’s just standing there, frowning at me.

“Fuck sake, babe. This has got to stop.” She either wants me or she doesn’t.

Her face creases and she steps away. She studies her hands as she meshes them together. I want to know what she’s thinking because I’m so confused.

She faces me again. “You don’t want me.”

What the…? I take an abrupt step towards her, annoyed by her insecurity. “I don’t know where I fuckin’ stand with you — I never have. All the times you’ve blown me off — all the fuckin’ shit you put me through…”

She looks at her hands again and all I want to do is take them and hold them for her, but, dammit, she makes me furious sometimes. I’m taking her home. I’ve had enough of this club. I want to go home and there isn’t a fuckin’ chance that I’m gonna leave her here. Her eyes slide to mine hesitantly.

“I’m taking you home.” My voice leaves no room for argument.

She stiffens and glares at me. “I’m not going home, Scott. Go without me.”

“No fuckin’ way am I leaving you here, goddamnit!” My hand shoots out and I clench her small wrist.

She glances down at my hand wrapped around her wrist and then back up to me with menace. “Get your hand off me,” she growls, her stare solid.

I let go. She seems so pissed at me and I don’t want to push her into doing something stupid.

She attempts to stare me down but I refuse to look away. I won’t. She moves past me, her body grazing mine and I release a pent-up breath.

I watch her walk back out onto the dance floor. I could watch her dance forever and never get tired of it. Her hips swing and she closes her eyes as her arms sway in the air. As another song starts, she opens her eyes again and stares straight at me. Their intensity increases the ache that she already started to build. It’s like she’s pleading with me — dancing for me. My hunger builds –– a dangerous craving that won’t be ignored easily this time. I hate her for doing this right now. She doesn’t even want me so why is she fuckin’ around with me now? It’s not a joke, and how many times have I told her about teasing guys?

She’s still watching me and it’s as though I can almost feel her desire, which is a crazy thought. My breathing becomes labored and I’m hard and throbbing. Jesus! I study her for a minute and all of a sudden I know that she wants me to go over there — I can sense it.

Without my brain’s intervention, I go. Love and pure lust is taking the driving seat and urging me forward, with anger and frustration a muffled voice in the back. What the fuck is she doing? She knows the struggle that I’ve had. She’s being a bitch.

My mind goes insane with love and hate as I close in on her. I want her to know what’s going to happen if she doesn’t stop playing me but I know deep down that it’s just an excuse to be near her again.

I grasp her and pull her against me firmly so we’re touching. Her mouth parts in surprise as I seethe at her silently. I snap.

My mouth takes hers harshly. My lips are showing my feelings but it doesn’t matter. I can’t give a shit because she brought this on herself. I’m not a fuckin’ saint. My hands tighten on her as I draw her closer. I wrap my hand in her hair and pull her away from me.

“Is this what you wanted, Emma? To drive me over the fuckin’ edge.” That’s where I am. I’m on the edge.

She studies my face and her gaze softens. I don’t want to feel soft for her now. I need to hate her.

“Don’t look at me like that.” I close my eyes tightly trying not to let go of my anger. I need it. “I hate you right now.”

Her face falls and I feel like the biggest bastard around but I won’t give in. I just saw her get molested by losers, leading herself down a road that she doesn’t really want to take. I’m struggling to keep my head. No. I need hate — it’ll stop me from doing something stupid. I don’t want to hurt her but I can’t be around her any more tonight.

She fought to get free. “I’m going home.”

She stalks away from me and I follow — of course. Where she goes, I always follow. I can’t stop feeling pissed that she let those men put their hands all over her. As soon as we step out of Soundz I seize her hand and we walk in silence.

~ROCKED UNDER by Cora Hawkes~ Review

16051780When you see the cover for Rocked Under and put it together with the title, you figure it is going about some tatted up, bad boy, rocker. Of course it is. And there have been a lot of books lately that are centered around a tatted up, bad boy, rocker. So what makes Rocked Under worth reading? Is it the sexy hot front man, Scott Mason? Is it the unavailable British belle, Emma? Maybe it’s the sexual tension and angst. It’s all of these things.

Rocked Under definitely has the formula for a good read.

What Rocked: I loved how the main characters, especially Scott, were able to communicate and convey meaning non-verbally. Author Cora Hawkes, used Scott’s eyes to tell parts of his story. When it comes to Emma, Hawkes uses her love to dance to tell parts of her story. There were also other gestures (mainly by Scott), that may have seemed insignificant during the first half of the story, that came to mean more in the last half. Sorry, this aspect you will have to read the book to see if you can see this.

I also enjoyed that in this book, it wasn’t just one of the characters pulling away it was both. However, frustrating it was that Scott and Emma were constantly going back and forth playing games of the heart, I found it helped keep the characters connected to one another. It was balanced.

Cora Hawkes is English, so I was glad that she kept that aspect in her writing. In other words, she did not completely Americanize it. Granted, she had Emma come from Britain. But the voice and vocab gave the story some flavour without the overuse of cuss words or vulgarity.

Another aspect of the story that I found interesting was the lack of description of geography. As a reader you know that Emma arrives from Britain but there is never mention of where she arrives to. You assume it is North America but there is never specific mention of any landmarks or city names. Quite often place and geography is important to the story or aids in the flow and advance of the story. In this instance it was insignificant. I loved then that you could concentrate on the core of the story.

Didn’t make my playlist: At times, the back and forth emotional game playing was frustrating. You wanted to smack both Scott and Emma upside the head. However, they were young and young love is irrational and stupid at times. 😉 Also, the relationship with Emma and her dad was a bit rushed from where it was to where it went. Normally this wouldn’t bother me but her father and their relationship played a big part in who Emma was emotionally; especially with her feelings toward Scott. There was also a point in the story where Emma meets Scott’s dad. I found myself wondering the point to their meeting. It was extremely brief and I found that nothing was necessarily revealed or gained for the story. Had this part been omitted in the story, you would be none the wiser and the flow of the story would not have altered in the least.

As anyone who has read my reviews, I’m a sucker for tatted up bad boys. Scott is no exception and he definitely gets added to my book hottie list. With a couple of skips in the track, Rocked Under is a great read. It’s one that surely lets you escape your daily grind and enjoy just a little literary bliss. So yep, I think it should be added to your TBR.  D 4/5

~MISGUIDED HEART by Amanda Bennett~ Blog Tour

Misguided Heart tour bannerHey Flirty and Dirty Crew. We are today’s stop on the Misguided Heart Tour. Author Amanda Bennett has taken us from the New Adult genre of her Broken Series (Beautifully Broken and Breaking Beautiful) and brought us to where the big girls play. Misguided Heart brings us into the world of Sloan and Aston.

I am halfway into reading this and let me tell you Sloan is definitely book boyfriend worthy. He’s a bad boy hottie wrapped up in a designer suit and an executive publishing job.

At the end of this post don’t forget to enter the giveaway!!!!!

Misguided Heart

Misguided Heart by Amanda Bennett

Release Date: February 22, 2013

Cover Designed by: Wicked By Design (Robin Harper) Wicked by Design Facebook



What if with one choice you could change your whole life in a matter of seconds?

Aston Boyd has always put everything into her work. She has never needed anyone in her life and has survived on her own since she was 18, never looking back. When she gets her dream promotion and becomes the new editor at one of the biggest publishing houses in Arizona, she thinks she has finally figured it all out.

But, when Aston receives an invitation to her first love’s wedding, she starts to re-evaluate just how much she has given up for her career.

With a mission in mind to try and win back the one she let go, she never took in to consideration that what she might need, or even want, could be right in front of her.

Will she be willing to put her heart out there to get back the life she could have had, or will she try for something new?

Sloan Holden is the quintessential bad boy trying to cover all that up with his good boy act. He has spent the last 9 years trying to prove to his over bearing father that he can change his ways, and one day run his publishing house. The only thing standing in his way is the slew of fast women and his wild lifestyle, which he just can’t seem to give up. He doesn’t do relationships and always vowed to stay single forever.

A lot can change when the one person you thought you would never fall for worms their way into your heart, but will the feelings be returned?

Misguided Heart Playlist:

Misguided Heart Playlist via Spotify

Overjoyed by Matchbox Twenty
Want To by Sugarland
Blow Me (One Last Kiss) by P!nk
Did It For The Girl by Greg Bates
Wild Ones by Flo Rida
This Love (Will Be Your Downfall) by Ellie Goulding
Cruise by Florida Georgia Line
Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy
Our Song by Matchbox Twenty
How Long by Matchbox Twenty
With Or Without You by U2
Heavy In Your Arms by Florence and the Machine
Lovers’ Eyes by Mumford and Sons
Where Are You Now by Mumford and Sons
Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye
Your Love Is A Song by Switchfoot
Back To December by Taylor Swift
I Never Told You by Colbie Calliat
Wide Awake by Katy Perry
Drunk On Love by Rihanna
Misguided Ghosts by Paramore
All I Wanted by Paramore
Never Say Never by The Fray
You Can’t Break A Broken Heart by Kate Voegele
Missing You by Tyler Hilton
Where I Stood by Missy Higgins
A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope
(Kissed You) Good Night by Gloriana
Stay by Florida Georgia Line
Thinking Of You (And Me) by Love and Theft
Even If It Breaks Your Heart by Eli Young Band
Always The Love Songs by Eli Young Band
Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye by Luke Bryan
Starships by Nicki Manaj
Bust A Move by Young MC
Animal by Neon Trees
Fall Into Me by Emerson Drive
Remember When by Chris Wallace
Don’t by Billy Currington
I Got A Feelin’ by Billy Currington
Am I The Only One by Dierks Bentley
What If We Could by Blue October
We Are Never Getting Back Together by Taylor Swift
Sexy Bitch by David Guetta
Beauty And A Beat by Justin Bieber
Scream by Usher
Poison & WIne by The Civil Wars
Change (In The House Of Flies) by Deftones
Closer by Nine Inch Nails
Will You by P.O.D.
Love Somebody by Maroon 5
Breath by Breaking Benjamin
A Little More by Skillet
Hard To Love by Lee Brice
I Will Wait by Mumford and Sons
Try by P!nk
Ho Hey by The Lumineers
Remember Everything by Five Finger Death Punch
Home To Me by Sarah Darling
Bad Habit by Sarah Darling

Misguided Heart Dream Cast:



Once we reached the door to our room, he quickly slid the card into the slot to open the door. The moonlight was streaming through the long blinds, highlighting his naturally tan skin. I pulled back to catch my breath just as he ripped his shirt up and over his head. I slowly and deliberately licked my bottom lip at what I saw. Abercrombie models had nothing on this man.

I pulled my bottom lip in between my teeth, biting down hard. The things I wanted to do to this man were standing at attention in the forefront of my mind. Sloan’s glistening pecks caught my attention as he stalked his way towards me. I hadn’t realized that I had stopped in the doorway and was still standing there, staring.

Fun Facts about Amanda Bennett:

– I used to want to be a racecar driver

2- I’m a really good pool player

3- I’ve been told that I am really good at poker, but I refuse to play it in Vegas

4- I used to read the end of books to determine whether or not I wanted to read the whole thing

5- I can throw a wicked fastball

6- I do ballet throughout my house for no particular reason

7- I never sit down to eat at home (I also dance while I eat)

8- My all time favorite show is Sex and the City

9- I have been married twice to my husband, and each time I was pregnant with one of our 2 boys

Fun Facts about the book:

1- My husband was the inspiration for Sloan

2- Aston & Shelby’s relationship is exactly how mine and one of my best friend’s is

3- Most of the characters are certain characteristic traits of people I know

4- The Ducati 848 Evo in the book, is my dream bike

5- The main character is named after my dream car, an Aston Martin

6- If I were to ever open a restaurant I would name it Sak Lunch, that’s why I used that name in the book

7- This book was originally supposed to be a series but I decided on 1 book because I didn’t want it to drag

8- The sex scenes in the book are mainly made up of my fantasies

9- I have always wanted to go to New York so that’s why I put it in the book

10- I grew up in Arizona (lived there for 20 years)

11- Aston’s wardrobe in the book is my dream wardrobe

Amazon link:  Click here to download to your Kindle

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~EMANCIPATING ANDIE by Priscilla Glenn~ Cover Reveal and Blurb

Priscilla Glenn has a new book coming our way. Take a look at the cover and blurb…

It’s sure to be a fab read!

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Title: Emancipating Andie

Author: Priscilla Glenn

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Age Group: Adult

Cover Designer: Okay Creations;  Okay Creations website

Expected release: March 2013

Links to find the book:

Goodreads: Emancipating Andie info on Goodreads

Facebook: Find out more about Emancipating Andie on Facebook

Book Description

Ever since the one time Andie Weber threw caution to the wind – and paid the price for it – she’s learned that it’s safer and smarter to live life playing by the rules. Now she’s got a great apartment, a steady job, and a wonderful boyfriend in Colin; he’s sweet, stable, and essentially perfect – except maybe for the fact that his best friend is Chase.

Chase McGuire lives his carefree, unstructured life strictly for himself. Dripping sarcasm and oozing wit, he refuses to censor his feelings or opinions for anyone, making no apologies for either and wearing his abrasiveness like a badge of honor. No one has ever gotten under Andie’s skin the way Chase does – and vice versa.

So when Andie and Chase find themselves forced to take a two-day road trip together, they are already dreading an inevitable all-out war. But as the trip progresses, and the undeniable friction that has always defined their relationship slowly begins to wear away their preconceived notions of each other, Andie and Chase discover they both have a lot to learn about life, courage, happiness, and the age-old battle between logic and love

About the author:   

Priscilla GlennPriscilla Glenn lives in New York with her husband and three children. She has been teaching English Language Arts at the middle and high school levels for the past eleven years while moonlighting as a writer, mommy, coach, student, and professional laundry-doer.

If you catch her when she’s feeling sophisticated, she’ll tell you her favorite things are great books and good wine. In the moments in between, she’ll admit her love for anything Ben and Jerry’s, UFC fights, and Robert Pattinson.

Glenn is also the author of the contemporary romance/YA crossover BACK TO YOU.

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Play With Me by Kristen Proby ~NEW REVIEW~

Play With MeI am a Huge fan of the Away With Me In Seattle series by Kristen Proby, LOVE LOVE LOVE this series and LOVE the Montgomery Family!  I really can’t believe how this series keeps getting better and better with each new novel, I mean, how do you better perfection, right?!?!!  The fourth installment in the series, Play With Me is Unbelievable and is now my new Favorite in this series!   I could read this novel over and over again, oh wait, I think I have 🙂 

Megan is stron-willed, hot-headed and has some serious trust issues, once you meet her you’ll understand why.  But she’s also full to the brim with love and I dare you not to fall completely in love with her character.  Will is the pro football playing Montgomery brother.  He is definitely the strong alpha type personality we all LOVE!  But he is also a gigantic sexy, tender, teddy bear who takes care of those closest to him … he will melt your heart.  I thought that Nate was my man from this series but Will just kicked him into left field (still loves me some Nate thought, who doesn’t).  They get off to a rocky start but Will won’t take no for an answer, the only problem is that he’s met his match in Megan!  Can Megan learn to trust, and will Will wait for her…..

I absolutely love the way Kristen Proby has written the Montgomery family.  If the Montgomery’s are based on a real family I want to meet them!!  Play With Me gives more insight into the siblings as a group and I promise you, you will absolutely split a gut in a few scenes 😉 The connection felt between Megan and Will is genuine and will have you falling in love.  Play With Me is a novel that has something for everyone, I roared with laughter, got all choked up and enjoyed some very HOT SEXY time 😉  Looking for a fabulous hot romance that you won’t be able to get enough of???  Play With Me by Kristen Proby IS your next read!!!  N.  5/5


Never Too Far by Abbi Glines ~LIVE ON SMASHWORDS, iTunes and B&N~

Eagerly waiting to download Never Too Far by Abbi Gline, wait no more.  You can now download it via Smashwords and Barnes and Noble.  All those in the UK, if you don’t wait to wait until March 7th to download it from Amazon, Smashwords is ready to go 🙂



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