Too Much by Ella Miles blitz with giveaway
Too Much
Ella Miles
Publication date: April 10th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
A romance that starts at the end, and ends at the beginning.
He’s not coming.
He promised.
He swore.
He said he would always be here for me.
Except this time, when I really need him to be here, he isn’t.
He isn’t f**king here.
Quinn met Hunter five years ago at age eighteen. It wasn’t love at first sight. In fact, it was the complete opposite. But they did make a promise that day. If times ever got sh**ty again, all either of them had to do was text each other for help. For five years, they had always been there for each other until…they weren’t.
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Author Bio:
Ella Miles writes sexy romance with strong females that could kick your butt if you piss them off, which they often do to the men that fall for them. She’s currently living her
own happily ever after near the Rocky Mountains with her high school sweetheart husband. Her heart is also taken by her goofy two year old black lab that is scared of everything, including her own shadow. Ella is the author of the Aligned series. Get a free book by visiting her website. Or by stalking her on Twitter or Facebook.
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Brothers in Blue: Matt by Jeanne St. James blitz with giveaway
Brothers in Blue: Matt
Jeanne St. James
(Brothers in Blue #3)
Publication date: April 9th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance
Meet the men of Manning Grove, three small-town cops and brothers, who meet the women who will change the rest of their lives. This is Matt’s story…
As a former Marine, Matt Bryson has dealt with PTSD ever since coming home from the Middle East. He finds himself fortunate to be able to return to his job as a cop at the local police department with his brothers Max and Marc.
Dr. Carly Stephens works hard as an obstetrician at the local hospital, struggling to pay off her medical school loans, financially support her elderly parents, and save money to adopt a baby. Unable to have children, she still longs for one of her very own.
Instantly attracted to the Dictator Doctor, Matt finds Carly easily brings him to his knees both emotionally and physically. What starts out only as a convenient sexual relationship turns into a whole lot more when dealing with their pasts and their future. Especially since Matt doesn’t ever want children.
Matt and Carly find themselves on a passionate and emotional journey that can either bring them together or rip them apart.
Note: This book can be read as a stand-alone and has an HEA ending. Due to the sensual and explicit sexual nature of the story, it is intended only for readers 18+. Trigger warning: this book includes a main character who is dealing with PTSD.
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EXCERPT:
She didn’t know why the angry asshole sitting next to her made her want to fuck his brains out.
Yet something pulled at her.
Maybe it was the challenge.
Or the fact she hadn’t had sex in…hell, forever.
Maybe she needed a night of angry sex to relieve some of the stress of being an overworked OB/GYN at a small hospital.
Maybe she just needed a few explosive orgasms to help her forget about all the debt she had. All the responsibilities.
She peeked out of the corner of her eye at him. Officer Asshole had a shit-eating grin on his face. Surely, it wouldn’t take much to wipe it off.
“Where are you heading?” she asked.
“Taking you home.”
“Take me to your place.”
His head snapped in her direction and the truck swerved when he jerked the wheel. He straightened it out and concentrated back on the road. “What?”
Yep. Now he wore a frown instead of that cocky grin.
“Take. Me. To. Your. Place.” The words were distinct and forceful. She wanted to make sure he knew she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“Why?” he asked, the suspicion thick in his voice.
“Really?”
“I want to make sure I’m not hallucinating,” he said.
“To fuck me into oblivion.”
His eyebrows rose, but he kept his eyes on the road. “What if I suck at sex?”
“You won’t.” She smirked. “Assholes are always good in bed.”
His brows crept even higher. “Sounds like you know from experience.”
“I do.” Unfortunately, it was the truth.
“Maybe I can’t get it up.”
Carly looked at his lap. The distinct bulge in his jeans kind of shot that lie to bits. “Assholes can always get it up.”
With a cocked eyebrow, he asked, “You have a thing for assholes?”
“I must.”
Author Bio:
JEANNE ST. JAMES is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.
She has a few new releases coming up in 2017. So keep an eye on her website at http://www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup
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The Witchfinder’s Sister by Beth Underdown
The Witchfinder’s Sister by Beth Underdown
My rating: 2.5 of 5 stars
In 1645, Alice Hopkins’ husband died in a horrible accident leaving her to return to to the small Essex town of Manningtree where her brother lived to move in with him. Little did Alice know that her brother had changed though with rumors of him having a book of women’s names that accused them of witchcraft. With Alice hiding a pregnancy she slowing begins to uncover the darker side of her brother Matthew.
The Witchfinder’s Sister is a fictional tale based on the real person Matthew Hopkins. Matthew actually was known as a witch hunter in the time the book is based and was known for being responsible for the deaths of 300 women between the years 1644 and 1646. The author has loosely based this fictional tale upon his real life giving readers a look into that era.
I have to say this wasn’t particularly a bad book and I can see some people loving the story but for me I just couldn’t get into most of it due to the slow pacing. The beginning started off rather well and I thought I would also be one loving this read but it became a bit dry for my taste after a while and I just couldn’t get behind Alice or the story she was telling to keep my attention and interest for long.
After pushing through the slowness I didn’t mind the ending of the story too much either but in the end I decided to rate this one at 2.5 stars just for the slowness of the read to me. I liked what the author was trying to do but perhaps there was just too much focus on Alice and not even on Matthew who is the real star of the story to keep up my interest.
I received an advance copy from the publisher via NetGalley.
Lie to Me by Jess Ryder
Lie to Me by Jess Ryder
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Meredith grew up being raised by her father when her mother left them while Meredith was very young and now she remembers very little about the mother she barely knew. When cleaning out her father’s place before a move Meredith comes across an old VHS tape that is obvious it has something to do with her mother. Meredith’s father objects to Meredith watching the tape but she is determined to find out more about her past.
After viewing the tape Meredith is more confused than ever about what happened to her mother. It seemed that she really had psychological problems but her mother had mentioned a murder that may or may not have happened thirty years ago so Meredith decides to look into the matter and find out once and for all what happened in the past.
Lie to Me by Jess Ryder is a mystery/thriller that is told from alternating time lines and points of view throughout the story. Part of the book is flashing back to a character named Cara who was killed before Meredith was ever born that Meredith’s mother somehow had something to do with. Then the other story is following Meredith’s as she digs through the past trying to find out just what had happened.
For me this book ran hot and cold throughout reading as I found myself enjoying Meredith and her quest for the truth about the past but then with the chapters glimpsing back into Cara and her life I found myself a bit disconnected with her character. I really couldn’t put my finger on why I would become bored with Cara’s story, perhaps knowing she had been murdered there just wasn’t an intensity to dragging out the buildup to the murder or she just wasn’t a favorite character of mine overall. In the end though I struggled with rating the story since parts of it I had completely enjoyed but felt others drag on so I decided to rate right down the middle with three stars.
I received an advance copy from the publisher via NetGalley.
Confessions of a Former Puck Bunny by Cindi Madsen Excerpt Reveal with giveaway
Every addict has their relapse.
CONFESSIONS OF A FORMER PUCK BUNNY
Taking Shots #4
Cindi Madsen
Releasing May 8th, 2017
Entangled Embrace
Confession #1:
I used to be a puck
bunny, but after a hockey player broke my heart, I gave up all things hockey.
Now I’m just focused on finding a way to pass my math class so I can graduate
college.
Confession #2:
Ryder “Ox” Maddox’s
deep, sexy voice sends fuzzy tingles through my entire body, and I’m powerless
to stop it. Which is a big problem since the hot, surprisingly funny hockey player
is my new math tutor.
Confession #3:
I can’t stop
thinking about how ripped Ryder is from all his hockey training, and how fun
it’d be to cross lines with him.
Confession #4:
I kissed a hockey
player and I liked it.
Confession #5: If I’m not careful, I might relapse
and fall for Ryder, and then I’ll be totally pucked.
Every
thought turned to how strong he was. How much I’d like to see all those muscles
without a shirt in the way.
Once
he’d counted off twenty-five, he stood and, as if he’d been reading my mind,
peeled off his shirt.
I
stared. Not subtly, either. Nope, totally unabashed, taking in every dip and
groove of his sweat-glistened skin.
“Since
we’re playing dirty,” he said, shooting his wadded shirt over to his bag. He grabbed my hand. “Last machine. I’m not sure you can handle it, though.”
“I’m
not sure you can handle it.” As far
as comebacks went, not my best, but I mentioned he was shirtless and crazy
ripped, right?
He
sat down on the leg machine, the one where the seat reclined at a forty-five-degree angle, and then he lifted the weighted bar
that rested at shin-height with his legs.
He
reached for my hand, and since I’d already talked trash, I took it, even though
I was starting to think I wouldn’t be
able to handle it. He pulled me toward him, and I had no choice but to run my
shins into the weights or to straddle the machine. I chose straddling, but kept
space between us like I had earlier.
My
heart hammered against my rib cage, beating in time with his leg lifts, the
steady clink of the weights filling the air. Ryder’s eyes remained locked on
mine, and energy crackled in the air between us. He sat up enough to run his
hands up my thighs.
A
dart of heat shot through my core, and my breath lodged in my throat. Ryder’s
fingertips skimmed the skin between my pants and shirt and desire danced across
my nerve endings. Still our eyes remained
fixed on each other, and I wasn’t sure I was taking in oxygen anymore.
A
distant part of me whispered that if I didn’t stop this…whatever we were doing,
I’d be in trouble. But fighting my attraction to him was exhausting and the
ache that’d formed between my thighs grew more persistent, drowning out silly
things like common sense.
I
leaned over like I had before, my hands braced on either side of him. He lifted
the weights again, and then he brushed his lips against mine. Just a quick
slide of soft lips.
My
throat went completely dry. I pressed my palm flat against his stomach and
slowly slid it up, feeling his firm chest and the hammering of his heart, which
echoed mine.
Ryder
gripped my hips and pulled me down to sit on his lap, eradicating the space
between us. He lifted the weights with his legs a few more times, each rep
bumping me tighter to him. Friction was definitely happening, and with each
lift, it became clearer and clearer how much it was affecting him as well.
The
tiniest whimper escaped my lips and he raised an eyebrow that added even more
smugness to the curve of his tempting mouth.
Two
could play dirty. So I sank farther into his lap and he groaned.
Of
course, all it did was give me dirty thoughts and turn me on that much more.
He
lifted his legs two more times, the movement shaky. He slowly ran his
fingertips up my arm, across my collarbone, up my neck, and then he reached
back and tugged my hair free of its ponytail.
He
drove his hand into my hair, cupped the back of my head, and for one torturous
moment, time stopped, both of us suspended right there on edge of crossing
lines.
Cindi
Madsen is a USA Today bestselling author of
contemporary romance and young adult novels. She sits at her computer every
chance she gets, plotting, revising, and falling in love with her characters.
Sometimes it makes her a crazy person. Without it, she’d be even crazier. She
has way too many shoes, but can always find a reason to buy a pretty new pair,
especially if they’re sparkly, colorful, or super tall. She loves music and
dancing and wishes summer lasted all year long. She lives in Colorado (where
summer is most definitely NOT all year long) with her husband and three
children.
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