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Lookie what we have! THE BEST KIND OF TROUBLE, book 1 in the Hurley Boys series by Lauren Dane. This book isn’t out until August 26 but Lauren has given us an ARC to give away to one lucky reader.


 She has complete control…and he’s determined to take it away

A librarian in the small town of Hood River, Natalie Clayton’s world is very nearly perfect. After a turbulent childhood and her once-wild ways, life is now under control. But trouble has a way of turning up unexpectedly—especially in the tall, charismatically sexy form of Paddy Hurley….

And Paddy is the kind of trouble that Natalie has a taste for.

Even after years of the rock and roll lifestyle, Paddy never forgot the two wickedly hot weeks he once shared with Natalie. Now he wants more…even if it means tempting Natalie and her iron-grip control. But there’s a fine line between well-behaved and misbehaved—and the only compromise is between the sheets!


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Blade to the Keep, book 2 in the Rowan Summerwaite urban fantasy series, releases on December 9th and I was lucky enough to get an early peek at it. IT WAS AWESOME!! When I contacted Lauren Dane to ask if I could share one of my favorite scenes, not only did she say yes but she offered to give away a mass market copy of book 1, Goddess With a Blade. More awesomeness!!

This scene is from Clive’s (Rowan’s love interest) point of view when he comes upon her as she is being confronted by one of her coworkers who isn’t a fan of her association with the vampires.

“Stupid whore. You got a little taste of Vampire cock and you think you’re clever.” He grabbed her upper arm and before Clive could move to intervene, she’d spun, broken his hold and pushed him against the door face first, his arm bent high enough to pull the shoulder out of the socket if she pushed much more.

She pressed her mouth to his ear and the weight of her body kept him in place. “This little girl will fuck your shit up if you ever touch me again. Understand something, weakling. You have no ability to take me on. I am stronger than you. I am smarter than you. I have more power from places you could not begin to imagine. I will crush you before you register I was coming for you. My lot has been cast since my birth. I don’t have a side, I have a path. Do you understand what that means?”

His face grew redder as she continued to hold him there.

“Working at Hunter Corp is a job to you. You gather your petty little ducks and think that makes you powerful. This isn’t just a job. This is my fucking destiny and you have nothing, no amount of power or influence that can sway me from that. I pity you that you could ever entertain that you could threaten me.”

She pushed herself away from him, letting go, her face registering disgust as he sputtered and coughed, flexing his shoulder.

“I’ll report you for this!”

“You have fun with that.”

She turned her back and Clive held back a hiss. To turn your back in the middle of an altercation was the lowest insult. She didn’t fear anything this male could muster.

Her power shone around her body, golden. Magnificent in its brutality and darkness. He fisted his hands to keep from reaching for her. Desire so sharp and overwhelming it seemed to drown his senses filled him up to nearly overflow. She was perfection.


Rowan Summerwaite is no ordinary woman. She’s smart and strong and with the power of an ancient goddess in her belly, she’s the perfect candidate to re-negotiate the fragile Treaty keeping the peace between the Vampire Nation and the last line of defense for humanity, The Hunter Corporation. A meeting of the Joint Tribunal, and Rowan’s new status as Liaison sends her straight to the last place on earth she wants to be—The Keep.

Raised at the knee of The First, honed into a weapon by the Hunter Corporation, wielding ancient knowledge from the Goddess within, Rowan must navigate around bloodthirsty opposition among Vampires and Hunters alike to avoid an all out war that puts humanity in the crosshairs.

And she’s got to do it as she attempts to manage a politically awkward romantic relationship with Scion Clive Stewart during a trip back to a place she escaped nearly fifteen years before. No pressure.

Walking the path between her two lives has already made Rowan a pariah. If she leaves it to become something even more Other, she may lose even the shreds of home she has left.



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TrustInMeLocke Jackman is single, childless…and he has a bad case of empty nest syndrome. For years, as he fought tooth and nail to keep his brothers and sisters together after his parents died, his entire life was focused on his responsibilities.

Now his siblings have all moved on with their lives, and there’s no one around to distract him from his overpowering attraction to his sister’s best friend. Their mutual desire is stunning…but then again, so are the secrets keeping them apart.

Susie Packard’s nightmarish marriage taught her what happens when she gives in to her weakness for powerful men. Too bad the big, stoic frowner across the street—the one who sets her bells jangling just by breathing—has her in his sights.

Try as she might to keep her emotional distance, Locke is determinedly knocking down all her walls. But as much as she wants to be the woman he needs, she knows better than most— passion may have its rewards, but every secret has its price.

Warning: This book contains a hot, modern-day Viking seducing his way to the heart of his woman, a stubborn lingerie designer with a world of secrets and a very deep bathtub… Enjoy!


Trust In Me

Book 5, A Rancho del Cielo Romance

Dee Tenorio / Samhain Publishing

ISBN: 978-1-61921-541-2

Release Date: July 23, 2013

© Dee Tenorio, 2013

All Rights Reserved


The smell of something mouthwatering tugged at her senses. Sleep, thick and heavy, still held her tight, but Susie could feel herself grudgingly rising out of the dreamlessness. She groaned, absolutely not wanting to go. She loved sleep. She needed sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. But the richer the scent, the more her body pulled at her to wake the hell up.

It had to be a figment of her imagination, though, because she hadn’t bought much worth cooking in over a month and that smell had slow boil written all over it. Savory, but not heavy. Soft spices her mind tried to pick out of the warm air. Which was another thing. With winter well on its way, usually her apartment was cold enough for her to need a pile of blankets no matter where she sat. But she was comfortable, toasty even. Her stomach growled, rolling so hard she swore it moved on the outside. Which meant she was definitely awake. Damn it.

All right, so she whimpered a little at that prospect. The only one who might hear her was Amanda, who had to be the one behind that deliciously light smell of something good. The Cracker Princess, trying to be helpful. Far more rested than she’d been in weeks, Susie opened one eye, willing to be forgiving. Especially if Amanda had brought her homemade bread—

The other eye popped open in surprise as she took in her dim surroundings. She blinked, rubbing her face and finally realizing she was on her own bed, the light outside the door casting the room into golden-hued half-tones.

How the hell had she gotten here?

The old iron frame squeaked as she sat up, trying to get her bearings, almost masking the clanking of what sounded like someone doing dishes. Dishes? Okay, there was hunger-inspired forgiveness and then there was going too far. She hadn’t done her dishes in nearly a week, just too damn tired to do more than fall on her couch and sleep. There weren’t a lot, because she hadn’t wanted much in the way of food either, but that wasn’t the point. She didn’t need taking care of and if she did, she’d do it her damn self. Lit with righteous fire, she slid off the bed and stormed into the open living area.

And stopped dead in her tracks.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Locke’s shoulders stopped moving, the sound of determined scrubbing coming to an abrupt end. She didn’t want to be amused at the sight of this giant man hunched down to reach her mini-sink, towel over his shoulder, legs braced wide so he could keep himself in place. Like a Mack truck trying to pull into a compact parking space.

He turned, straightening a bit more, the spiky tips of his hair brushing the round light fixture on the sloping ceiling. She’d thought the wall-length kitchen was too small for her, but for Locke, it was just laughable. Except she couldn’t afford to laugh. He’d take it as acceptance and make himself comfortable taking over. Not in this fucking lifetime.


“Soup’s ready. Sit down, I’ll bring you a bowl.” He turned back to his scrubbing as if she wasn’t standing there, sparks likely shooting out of her head.

“I will not sit down. Why are you in my apartment? What the hell gives you the right—”

“Mandy let me in when you wouldn’t wake up.”


He grabbed two bowls from the dish rack and pivoted to the stove to start dishing up whatever he’d been cooking. “She didn’t want to leave you downstairs in the store, and the girl never did have much upper-body strength, so she needed someone who could get you to your bed.”

Her mouth clapped shut on her indrawn breath. Oh sure, like she was walking into that one. One verbal volley and he’d show her exactly how good he was at getting her to her bed.

Instead, all she did was watch him set the bowls on her kitchenette table—which he’d no doubt cleared, damn him—and spin back for two spoons from the drawer. Without asking, he settled himself in the small metal chair like an ogre at a tea party and started eating.

Her hands curled into fists, and those little lights of rage she’d started calling “Locke-dots” sprinkled her vision. “Y-you…you…you…”

“Come sit. Eat while it’s hot.”


“Eat. It’ll get gooey if you let it get too cold.” He shoveled another bite into his mouth. Okay, not shoveled, he had better manners than that, but she was too mad to be a stickler for details.

“You unbelievably presumptuous bastard!”

He nodded.

“How dare you just come in here like you own the place?”

More nodding.

“This is my house. I’m not one of your siblings that’s dumb enough to give you free rein.”

He put a spoonful in his mouth like he was at a dinner theatre or something.

“Who the hell do you think you are?”

Another bite. She put her hands on her hips, waiting for him to answer, a fact he didn’t seem to register was required of him. Before she could jump on him for that, the timer on the stovetop went off with that ear-piercing ding. He got up, opened the oven and pulled out a loaf of Amanda’s homemade bread. Butter and garlic wafted to her nose. Oh, damn him… How was she supposed to stay mad when he had that?

“Where did that come from?”

“Had Amanda steal it from the elder twins when I sent her to lock up my store.” He pulled the split loaf out and set the cookie sheet on the stove next to the soup. He looked over his shoulder and gave her a conspiratorial grin, stealing her breath and probably not even realizing it. “Thought you might appreciate that.”

She closed her eyes, trying desperately to hold on to her anger. Unfortunately, it seeped away from her, leaving her tired and hungry. In too many ways. One smile—so small most people wouldn’t ever recognize it—and she melted for him. Every. Single. Time.

“You have to go. Now.” Before she threw herself at him again. Crawled on his lap and rubbed herself over every delicious inch of his body. Maybe when she was done with that, she could lick— No. Absolutely not. She shook off that imagining before she broke out into a sweat. “Right now.”

His sigh should have pushed her back a step. “It’s just dinner, Susie.”

Sure it was. Last time, they’d just been talking. She opened her eyes to give him a glare.

Back in the chair, he’d leaned his big body against the wall next to the table, that haggardness she’d seen earlier making him impossibly sexier. Golden bristles of a heavy five-o’clock shadow on his jaw and cheeks. Heavy-lidded blue eyes, shadowed and watchful, peered at her with a patience that made her whole body vibrate. He must have remembered too, because a slow, sensual smile spread across his face, freeing dimples on either side and showing off his perfect white teeth. Tigers couldn’t look so predatory.

Susie dropped into the chair opposite him, her knees shaking and her underwear in a state she refused to admit to.

His brows rose in question.

“Shut up and eat.” She grabbed her own spoon and stabbed it into the bowl. Keep your eyes on the plate and pretend he’s not here. He’s not here. Food magically created itself and he’s not here.

A deep, warm chuckle forced its way through her mantra.

Don’t talk to him. He’ll go away if you don’t talk to him. A total lie, but it wasn’t like she was listening to herself anyway. She was already glaring at him again. “What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing. Bread?” He offered a torn piece of the loaf with one hand, his gaze gobbling her up at the same time.

“You suck at the innocent act, Locke, so knock it off already.” She snatched the bread from him. She was mad, not stupid.

His big shoulder shrugged as he tore another piece for himself. “It’s just nice to see you being more like…you.”

“Which is?” This ought to be good. She blew on the steaming spoonful of what looked like some kind of rice soup with pieces of chicken in it. Did he find that in her freezer or was it something else purloined from the elder twins?

“Not afraid of me.”

Once more, her gaze snapped to his. “I’m not—”

“You have been.” Banked anger flared to life in his eyes.

She couldn’t help it, she flinched.

Locke’s mouth tightened into a flat line, his back straightened, affront filling every line of him.

Guilt, her new best friend, flooded her. She reached out without thinking, grabbing his hand, feeling worse when his rough fingers tightened reflexively around her own. “It’s not like that, all right? I know you’d never physically hurt me. You’re not that kind of man.”

“I’m not the kind who would hurt you any other way either,” he said quietly, his thumb sliding over the back of her hand.

Her breath shuddered out of her. Damn it, she didn’t want to have this talk with him. Not yet. But with every stroke of his finger, she softened a little bit more. Truth spilled out before she could stop it. “You might. Without even trying.”

Possibly more than anyone else in her life. A crazy sentiment, considering how acrimonious their relationship had been over the two years since they’d met, but that didn’t make it any less true. She trusted Locke, for small and grudging things, which was more than she trusted anyone else. He’d won it from her, though, with his forthrightness. The nobility that seemed a natural part of him. The fact that he’d managed to raise his siblings without killing or maiming any of them—a feat she certainly couldn’t have promised, especially not with that brood. But every single one of them would jump in front of a train for him, a fact he never seemed to exploit.

In her life, exploitation was all she knew to expect. From her mother to her former friends, right up to her ex-husband. There had only been one person she’d ever tried believing in and the price of that trust had been catastrophic. She’d vowed not to take that kind of chance again…but then came him.

Locke stopped stroking, now turning her palm up so he could lace their fingers together. He stared at their joined hands as if concentration alone would keep them together. “You could hurt me too, Suze.”

No, she already had. Deeply. And she would keep hurting him, without wanting to. But what good would apologies be, when she would just do it again and again and again? She knew too well, apologies like that weren’t worth shit.

He looked up, all the intensity of him—intensity she’d felt in his arms, had willingly drowned in and craved ever since—fixed on her. Only Locke could offer everything of himself in just a look. Words just weren’t his thing, but oh…the man could stare entire conversations. Then, probably just because it would kill her, he spoke, low and husky as a whisper could go. “I’m willing to take the risk.”

Would he? When she told him the truth? When he knew the secrets she’d purposefully kept from him? When she told him why she could never give him in return what he offered so freely?

Yes, she realized, looking into the calm depths of his gaze. He would still risk everything on her.

Somehow, that made it so much worse.

She swallowed, but the lump in her throat refused to budge. There wouldn’t be any budging him either, but she had to try. “You need to find yourself another girl, Jackman. One who doesn’t make you miserable.”

“Why would I do that when I like the one I’ve got just fine?”

Her harsh spurt of laughter caught her by complete surprise, along with a wave of relief she didn’t want to analyze. She was too tired to analyze anymore tonight. “Why do I find your bullshit so charming?”

“Not sure, but I’d be a damn fool if I didn’t make use of it.” To her shock, he disentangled their hands and put hers back over her spoon. “How about this? We’ll eat. We don’t have to talk. Just eat. After that, you can throw me out if you want to and I’ll go without a word.”

She narrowed an eye at him. “If I want to?”

Only a man who’d spent his entire life being stoic as stone could have looked at her so evenly and said, “I’ll even keep the bullshit to a minimum, so you won’t be tempted to keep me.”

She just barely held the smile in before she finally turned to the food and ate.



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simpletwist_200The blurb

The Hanover brothers are doing their best to live down the legacy of their con artist father…but they still have a knack for getting in trouble where romance is concerned.

As the lawyer of the family, Beckett Hanover ought to be sorting through the many claims filed against their family estate—which the brothers have recently inherited from their grandmother. But something about the housekeeper, Sophie, keeps stealing his focus…

Little does he know, as he flirts, what else she intends to steal. The truth is Sophie took the job with one purpose in mind: to help her aunt. But she never expected to find a man like Beck or get sidetracked by the handsome hottie’s sweet talk and broad shoulders. Between her secret and Beck’s past, the two are headed for one risky romance.

The Hanover brothers are back with all the mystery and drama that surrounds them. Beck has always been the calm brother, the one that looks for logic and refuses to jump to conclusions without all the facts. As he starts to fall for Sophie, there’s no place for logic. The attraction is immediate and the smexy times are smoking.  As more secrets are revealed and the past shoves a wedge between Beck and Sophie, they both must decide if they can trust each other enough to fight for love. Includes a groveling hero 😀

The romance of each Hanover Brothers book is a stand alone but the mystery extends through all the books. I recommend that they be read in order. And I do recommend them! Fun, sexy, with a touch of angst. This small town setting is perfect for these hot heroes and strong heroines.

4.5 stars

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 16, 2013
Format: Digital

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ThroneOfOak_final2-253x388The blurb:

Vampire Dragos Ibanescu, Mayor of Maggie’s Grove, is about to lose his mind. His mate, the dryad queen Mina Chainey, refuses to have anything to do with him after her ordeal at the hands of an evil witch. If he doesn’t mate with her soon, he may lose control of the beast within him—a force far more dangerous than anyone in town knows…

Mina’s nightmares of her time with the witch haunt her. The Queen of the Forest can’t muster the strength needed to fight her terror. Unable to leave the Throne, she vows she will not accept Dragos until she can stand at his side as an equal. But the nightmares are only growing in strength, and soon she realizes that there’s more to her pain than simple fear.

Dark forces are converging on Maggie’s Grove, and a horde of hunters stalk supernaturals from the shadows. Only by uniting in body and mind will Mina and Dragos find the strength to defend their home.

I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for the second book of the Maggie’s Grove series and it was well worth every moment of the wait! Dragos was every thing I was hoping for. Strong, protective, serious when he needs to be but with a dry sense of humor. And as soon as he meets Mina, he’s utterly devoted.  He wants to help Mina heal and shield her from danger but knows without a doubt that she’s strong enough to stand beside him. They were perfect together.

As much as I loved Dragos and Mina, it was Maggie’s Grove and its set of eclectic residents that made this book shine. After the town was so divided in Blood of the Maple, it was awesome to see them come together to protect their own in Throne of Oak. Bell’s humor is definitely present in this one but it is darker than the previous book. Maggie’s Grove is under attack from multiple sides and none of the secondary characters I loved so much in book 1 are safe.

Throne of Oak was one of the best books I’ve read this year. It showcases everything I love about the paranormal romance genre. With fantastic world building, drama, danger, humor, angst, and characters I can’t wait to revisit again and again, I recommend this to any reader that wants a great story.


Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: June 10, 2013
Format: Digital

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His Risk to Take

The blurb:
The greater the risk, the hotter the reward…Homicide cop Troy Bennett had a reputation on the Chicago PD for being fearless and in control—until the night his daredevil partner is killed during a raid. From that moment on, he swears he’ll never again be responsible for the loss of a loved one. To escape his demons, Troy transfers to the NYPD, bringing him up close and personal with Ruby Elliott, a beautiful, street-savvy pool hustler.

Reckless and stubbornly independent, Ruby embodies everything Troy’s avoiding, but when she walks into Quincy’s Pub and blows his carefully laid plans to hell, Troy knows he has to have her—risks be damned. But there’s a connection between Ruby’s shadowed past and a case Troy’s working involving a notorious Brooklyn felon, throwing her safety into jeopardy. Confronted with his biggest fear, will Troy push Ruby away to keep her safe or fight to keep her in his arms where she belongs?

I mentioned on Twitter while reading this that Tessa Baily should win an award for her dirty-talking heroes and I stand by that. I hereby crown Ms. Bailey the Queen of Dirty Talking Heroes. Troy was just…shew. He was this perfect blend of a charming, humorous, protective boyfriend outside of the bedroom but when the doors were closed, he was dirty, controlling, and delicious. I adored Troy. And Ruby’s tough attitude and stubborn independence was perfect for him. Troy called her his pain-in-the-ass and she really was. My favorite part, though, was when Troy makes a mistake, he owns it. I love a good grovel and His Risk to Take provided that.

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 13, 2013
Format: Digital

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ReboundGirl_finalThe blurb:

Plastic surgeon Whitney Vidra knows all about getting over a cheating ex. She followed her boyfriend halfway around the world before she found out about his infidelity. Now she’s focusing on her career and her friends, and using men just for single-serving, no-strings fun. Until she meets charming Matt Fuller.

Newly single Matt is captivated by the vibrant Whitney, in every way the opposite of his cheating ex-wife. When he confesses to Whitney that he hasn’t had sex since his divorce, she volunteers to be his rebound girl. But Matt’s not a no-commitment kind of guy—he’s either all in, or all out.

Whitney is determined to remain attachment-free, but Matt is equally determined to prove to her that what they have is more than just a rebound fling.

Years ago, Whitney put her life on hold to help her man follow his dreams. Now, Whitney has learned to put herself first. While opening an office in a new town, she meets mild mannered kindergarten teacher Matt and knows right away that he needs her brand of help with getting over his failed marriage. She’ll be his rebound girl, just fun sexy times until he’s ready to get back into the dating game. No commitments and no dates. It’s not long before emotions start to invade their strictly physical relationship and Whitney starts to rethink the boundaries she placed.

I had so much fun reading Rebound Girl. I enjoyed Matt, he was quite different than the heroes I’ve been reading lately. He was more laid back, didn’t have a ton of sexual experience, but he had no problem getting dirty with the right woman.

“I’m going to kiss you now,” Matt announced, stopping her before she got the fabric of her jeans past her hips.

Thank God. “Is that a question or a statement?”

May I kiss you now?”

“If you’re going to be polite about it, absolutely not.” She pouted. “These lips are reserved for men who take no prisoners.”

“Good thing I wasn’t talking about those lips.”

As great as Matt was, Whitney made me love this story. Strong heroine, ahoy! Intelligent, flawed, and totally confident and happy with herself, Whitney didn’t hesitate to go after what she wanted in life. We get to see her softer side with her loved ones but she didn’t take any shit.  Her struggle with accepting partial blame for mistakes made and grow as character was expertly done and brought me right into the story, where I ached right beside her. I can’t say enough good things about this heroine. She rocked!  With Confidence Tricks and now Rebound Girl, Tamara Morgan has secured her place on my auto-buy list.

4.5 stars

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 13, 2013
Format: Digital

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The daughter of a Las Vegas hustler, Raven Sabatier grew up trusting nothing and no one—she doesn’t even trust herself to stay in one place for longer than a minute. When her quest to find out the secrets of her past leads her to the mountains of North Carolina, she’s set on a collision course with the one man she thought she’d never see again.

In Appalachia consulting on an archeological dig, Anthropologist Dr. Drew Deveraux comes face to face with the indomitable beauty who broke into his apartment a year ago, tilting his carefully cultivated world on its axis.

Engaged in a fight with their demons, both imagined and real, the last thing either of them expected to find was love. Together, they must unravel the mystery of Raven’s past and her connection with an ancient race of witches, in order to save their future—and all of the souls hanging in the balance.

The Vigilati series continues with Raven. Former con woman/grifter, she’s taken her special skills and went legit but still doesn’t always play on the side of angels. After failing to steal a book from  Drew Deveraux, she continues her search for answers about her “gift” until fate puts her on another collision course with the anthropologist. This time, she can’t run away. Drew can give her what she needs but first she’ll have to do something she’s never done; depend on someone else. As Raven and Drew both fight to keep a physical attraction from turning into more, the forces of evil are gathering and Raven, Drew, and their friends must work together to keep the world safe.

I was a big fan of Fire on the Island, book 1 in the Vigilati series, and Blood in the Valley was even better. Raven was a perfectly imperfect heroine and one I loved from the first chapter. And Drew gave me the happy sighs. A slightly geeky Cajun determined to get his girl? Yes, please. But my favorite thing about this series is that is really is a girl’s fight. The heroines are on the front line in the good vs evil war and while the heroes do support and fight beside them, the battle is won or lost based on the heroine’s intelligence, strength and courage. There’s no sitting around, waiting for the white knight to save the damsel in distress. These damsels save themselves, along with everyone else, thank you very much.

If you are a paranormal fan and haven’t picked up this series, you are missing out. I do recommend reading Fire on the Island first because the story arc starts there and there is quite a bit of world building in book 1. There were a few secondary characters left hanging at the end of Blood in the Valley and I can’t wait to see where the author takes this series next.


Favorite quote (from Raven’s dad)

“I like you, kid. And as long as you’re good to Raven and don’t try to change her, we’re cool. Thing is, though, that girl was the only thing that kept me going in prison. But I will not hesitate to send myself back there with a murder charge, wrapped up in a pretty little bow, you hurt one hair on her head. Dig?”

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: May 2, 2013
Format: Digital and print

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Playing for a night…or for keeps? 

Jewelry designer Tatiana Belikov may have matured enough to curb her impulsive nature, but wickedness is still her best accessory. When family troubles bring her to Las Vegas and face-to-face with the man who knows all her darkest desires, resisting temptation is futile. A night of no-holds-barred sin? Jackpot.

Once Wyatt Caine had nothing to offer Tatiana except his heart, but time has changed his fortunes. Now he’s the king of vice, and the king always gets what he wants. Especially when all he wants is her, all grown up and ready to play every dirty game he can devise.

They ignite like fireworks on the Strip, blazing hot enough to melt the best intentions. But their roll in the sheets turns into a roll of the dice, and when morning comes, Wyatt and Tatiana are left wondering whether to walk away…or go all in.

Game on.

This novella was flat-out dirty fun. As high school and college sweethearts, Tatiana and Wyatt explored everything together and learned to embrace their kinks. Now after 10 years apart, they still know what they want and how to give it to each other. Play With Me was pure sexual tension from the first sentence and it only got hotter from there. I loved both characters. It was refreshing to read about two adults who are happy with who they are. What they want isn’t wrong and they don’t waste time worrying about the opinions of others. According the end of the book, Tatiana and Wade will be getting another book soon and I can’t wait! Also, Alisha Rai should get the award for Most Creative Use of a Pen in Erotic Romance. If that award doesn’t exist, it totally should 😉

4.5 stars

Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: April 8, 2013
Format: Digital

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After Hours

The blurb:

A dangerous infatuation with a rough and ready man…

Erin Coffey has been a nurse for years, but nothing’s prepared her for the physical and emotional demands of her new position. Needing to move closer to her dysfunctional family, she takes a dangerous job at Larkhaven Psychiatric Hospital, where she quickly learns that she needs protection—and she meets the strong, over-confident coworker who’s more than willing to provide it.

Kelly Robak is the type of guy that Erin has sworn she’d never get involved with. She’s seen firsthand, via her mess of a sister, what chaos guys like him can bring into a woman’s life. But she finds herself drawn to him anyway, even when he shows up at her door, not eager to take no for an answer.

What Erin finds even more shocking than Kelly’s indecent proposal is how much she enjoys submitting to his every command. But he can’t play the tough guy indefinitely. If they want to have more than just an affair, both will have to open up and reveal what they truly need.

I was hesitant to read this one at first. I usually avoid any romance that involves medical because they often get the basic facts wrong and that irritates me. But from the first chapter, Erin’s interactions with her patients and her feelings about working at a mental institution came across as authentic and well written. Then came her interactions with Kelly. Kelly is HOT. Big, bossy, and a little chauvinistic, he’s everything Erin shouldn’t want in a man but that doesn’t stop her. After agreeing to what she assumes is a sex-only weekend, Erin begins to see a different side of Kelly. He’s definitely bossy but he’s also protective. He wants to fix things for those he cares about and Erin is at the top of his list. Watching them find the balance in Erin being the strong woman she needs to be while still being able to lean on Kelly was great.

A little dark, a lot dirty, and at times so sweet, AFTER HOURS is a recommended read for any fan of erotic romance.

4.5 stars

Favorite quote:

“That all I am to you? Your coworker?”

“What would you prefer? Friends? Mentor and student?”


“More like dodged bullets.”

“You can’t dodge me forever.”

Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: April 16, 2013
Format: Digital

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