Review “THE PRICE OF LOVE” by Maggi Craft

download (price)Title: The Price of Love

By: Maggi Craft

Genre: Romance

Release: January 13, 2015

Publisher: Swift Eleven Publishing

ISBN: 978-0-692-30143-2

A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.





SYNOPSIS: Arden Simms has been living a normal low key life in Los Angeles, and is nearing med school graduation. But her life gets turned upside down when she travels to France and falls in love with emerging celebrity Slayde Price.

Is she the luckiest girl in the world? Or is she way out of her league and setting herself up for a disaster that is sure to become front-page news on every gossip magazine worldwide?


WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

This was not a bad read, but there were a few things that I struggled with in this story.

Arden always felt Slayde was the hottest guy in high school.  She felt that someone like Slayde would never be interested in a girl like Arden.  Slayde never spoke or looked at her in high school even though he dated her younger sister and she dated his brother.  Fast forward eight years and Arden is in Paris visiting her sister and runs into Slayde.  Slayde is now living in Paris modeling.  Slayde and Arden start  to develop a friendship.  The whole time Arden is with Slayde, she knows he would never want anything more than a friendship, but actually the opposite is true.

I loved the way the two main characters Slayde and Arden reconnected.  I loved how Arden had those insecurities about Slayde since she always felt he was out of her league.  Arden is a “runner”.  The minute she felt that Slyde would hurt her feelings, she would “run” from the relationship.   I love runners in these types of stories, but after a while I was yelling at Arden to just give Slayde a break.  Slayde is wonderful in every way.  I understood Arden insecurities, but they frustrated me when they were completed unwarranted. For someone so smart, she did the dumbest things.  There were times when I questioned why Slayde was trying so hard to keep her.

I did not mind the insecurities in the beginning, but after a while I became annoyed with Arden’s behavior.  Some of her stabs killed me.   She had these misconceptions about Slayde.  The first half of the book I was going to give a solid 4 stars.  However with the second half I think some parts of the book could have been edited out. It felt wordy. For example,   I really did not care about half of these secondary characters’ backgrounds or an explanation about a movie they were watching.  Additionally, some of the inner dialogue I could not understand coming from a 26 year old med student.

Saying all this though, I loved the concept.  As I mentioned Slayde was wonderful and some of Arden’s behavior was understood.   I am not sure if there will be a sequel to continue these characters’ journey.


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Promo “PRISONER” by Annika Martin & Skye Warren @rockstarPRLC @skye_warren @annika_martin

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Title: Prisoner
Authors: Annika Martin, Skye Warren
Date of publication: October 23, 2014


About Prisoner:

He seethes with raw power the first time I see him—pure menace and rippling muscles in shackles. He’s dangerous. He’s wild. He’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

So I hide behind my prim glasses and my book like I always do, because I have secrets too. Then he shows up in the prison writing class I have to teach, and he blows me away with his honesty. He tells me secrets in his stories, and it’s getting harder to hide mine. I shiver when he gets too close, with only the cuffs and the bars and the guards holding him back. At night I can’t stop thinking about him in his cell.

But that’s the thing about an animal in a cage—you never know when he’ll bite. He might use you to escape. He might even pull you into a forest and hold a hand over your mouth so you can’t call for the cops. He might make you come so hard, you can’t think.

And you might crave him more than your next breath.

“Sexy, dark and thrilling. I loved every second of it!” ~ New York Times bestselling author Katie Reus

“Dark, sexy, and intense, Prisoner is an emotional ride that does not let go until the end. I loved it!” ~ USA Today bestselling author Kristen Callihan


Q&A with Annika and Skye:

Where do you find your inspiration?

Annika: You know those juicy, thrilling scenes in books or movies that you just love to pieces? And you think about them long after? Those sorts of scenes, and the huge emotions around them really inspire me. I love to feel that high-point thrill, and to create books around those moments. A lot of times I start with imagining an exciting scene I want to write and the book goes somewhere else completely, but the kernel, the inspiration still remains buried deep down.

How did you come up with the idea for this story?

Skye: Prisoner was my first collaboration with author Annika Martin. She and I first met because I’d read her books (love them!) and she read mine. We were both in a boxed set together, MAKE ME. We were chatting over email and came up with the idea to write a book together. We knew it would be edgy, and dark, and also fun! And so, Prisoner was born.

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

Annika: A lot of writers hate revising and love first drafts, but I’m the opposite – I am crazy about revising–I like to mold and change things in big ways once the words are there. But I write a sloooooow and grueling first draft, and I daydream a lot and change my mind a lot. It’s a total challenge! That was one really nice thing about writing in a team—knowing Skye was at the other end, expecting me to come up with something new and exciting every day was kind of nice. But getting those first words down is hard and slow for me.

What is for you the perfect book hero?

Skye: I like them intimidating. Competent. Vaguely sinister and smug. Possessive. Harsh. Cold. Hot. I like them everything that is mean and cruel, even with the heroine. And then… when he stops, when sex and intimacy and love force him to stop, the clouds part. The sun rises on grass still sticky with dew. It paints the world in orange light and long shadows, hinting at what is to come. And that’s the end of the book. Not a wedding. Not a happily ever after. The ending is hope.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Annika: There are themes that writers return to over and over. One of my themes I return to, even when I’m not trying, is two super messed-up people finding love with each other, and being messed up together, and loving each other for their flaws (and not getting rid of them, because to me, flaws are what make people who they are!) So I guess my message is, even if you feel like you’re really screwed up, being really and truly yourself is beautiful and you deserve love.

Tell us about your first book. What would readers find different about the first one and your most recent published work?

Skye: My first dark book was Keep Me Safe… and god, I hope readers see that I’ve grown as a writer. But at the same time, I hope I’ve kept the core of what people liked about Keep Me Safe, the dark atmospheric setting and deep character exploration. Both of those are hopes—but I’d love to hear from the readers who have kept with me and hear what they think!

Does music play any type of role in your writing?

Annika: Definitely. I write now and then at coffee shops and if there are people talking around me, I need to put in earbuds and crank the music. I have specific songs I just loop over and over, usually dark and melodic. Also, I love to run after a hard day at the writing desk, and I crank the tunes and just zone out to the music and that’s when I get my best ideas.

What books have influenced your life most?

Skye: The books that influence me the most have a super strong voice—and perspective. Broken by Megan Hart, Comfort Food by Kitty Thomas, and anything by my cowriter Annika Martin, who also writes as Carolyn Crane.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

Annika: And even though he’s broad and heavy, especially because of that, it feels like a caress. His whole body embraces me, his mouth on mine, his hands on mine, his legs straddling my thighs. I’m wrapped in a cocoon made only of Grayson, where it smells like musk and tastes like man and wipes away every thought I should have. Like getting away. Like fighting him.

Or longer pasted at end….

Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

Thank you!!!



I back up until the truck stops me. I’m sweating, but the hot metal is almost a relief. Warmer and more human than the flesh-and-blood beast that looms in front of me.

But I have something to say too. Something true. And I want him to listen. “You might hurt me. You might touch me. But I will never, ever touch you. Not of my own free will.”

I’m shaking by the time I’m finished talking. Tears are threatening again, but I don’t care about them. They don’t make me weak. I know what real weakness is. I saw it inject itself with drugs and hook up with abusive men just to get its fix. I watched it die. That will never be me. Never.

He reaches up to cup my cheek—the side without the scrape. On purpose? I don’t know. He trails his thumb over my eyebrow and down my temple. Places he couldn’t touch when I had my glasses. Like he’s learning me, mapping my face. The inside of my chest feels bright and quivery, but I keep my frown.

“So I can touch you?” he asks gently. “But you won’t touch me back.”

My voice trembles. “I didn’t say that.”

“Didn’t you?” His hand trails lower, down my neck. Goose bumps rise all across my chest and over my arms despite the heat.

He caresses my skin right where my collarbone is, softly, with the back of his knuckles. I clench my fists at my sides, dreading what comes next. He’s going to keep moving lower, until he’s touching my breasts. And then what will I do? Cry? Scream? There’s no one to hear me. The guy from the truck has disappeared over the ridge.

I let my eyes close. “Stop.”

“You don’t want this.” His tone is conversational.

“I hate you.”

“What do you want, then?”

“I want you to die. I want to hurt you. I want you to let me go.”

He laughs softly, a puff of breath against my forehead. “In that order?”

My teeth clench together. “Take your pick.”

“You know what I think, Abby? I can call you that, right? It’s cute. Like you.” His hand curves to the side, feathering light touches along the cashmere of my sweater. He grips my hip as if we’re dancing. And we are dancing. It’s a sick song he plays.

“I think you want to fix me. That’s what you were doing at the prison. That’s what you’re doing now. But the thing is, Abby, it’s not going to work.”


About the Authors:

AnnikaAnnika Martin

I’m a pet wrangler, bookworm, mediocre tennis player and hairstyle failure. And yes, an author, but I promise not to spam you if you friend me!

I live just a stone’s throw from the Mississippi with my husband and two beloved cats in a home full of plants, sunshine, books and cookie crumbs. By day, I’m a freelancer in the business world. In addition to being smutty Annika, I write urban fantasy under the pen name Carolyn Crane.

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SkyeauthorpicSkye Warren

Skye Warren writes unapologetic erotica, including power play or erotic pain and sometimes dubious consent. There’s struggle in the sex. There’s pain in the relationships. Her books are raw, sexual and perversely romantic.

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Spooktacular Huge Hop Giveaway 2014 ($10.00 Amazon Gift Card- US Only) #giveaway

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Not sure what some of your favorites are.  This time of year, I am always in the mood for a good thriller/mystery/suspense. I am always looking for suggestions.

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Blog Tour “GAGE” (The Barringer Brothers) by Tess Oliver #giveaway

A copy provided in exchange for an honest review.

Gage is part of the Barringer Brothers series but can be
read as a standalone.
After nearly losing his friend in a logging accident, Gage
Barringer is convinced now more than ever that he needs to find a different
job. But his side business of breaking colts at the small Montana ranch he
inherited from his grandfather doesn’t earn him enough money. He has his mind
set on running The Raven’s Nest, a popular bar and restaurant near his ranch.
The original owner has died and Gage is waiting for it to be put up for sale.
But there is a five-foot-four, brown eyed, obstacle in his way, an obstacle
with lips made for sin and a voice made for breaking hearts. And Summer Donovan
is one road block Gage Barringer won’t be able to find a way around.
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WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

This was a nice read.  There was a long introduction as to how Summer decided to leave her life in California and moved to Montana to take over her grandfather’s restaurant.

Summer was offered a contract with a record company.  She is the lead singer for a band.  The record company tells her that they will only sign her and not her bandmates.  Summer declines since she has always been with her band plus her boyfriend is in the band.  Summer declines only to go home to find her boyfriend having sex with her best friend.  Upset about every that had taken place, she decides to move to Montana.  As she is meeting people at her restaurant, she meets Gage, who is upset that Raven’s Nest, will longer be for sale for him to buy.

The initial meeting was Gage walking out the women’s bathroom after having sex with a woman.  Looking back on that scene it was so out of character for Gage.  I have read many books with man whores, but this scene did not feel right.  Gage was such a good guy.  That scene felt forced.  There was nothing to love or hate about Summer, but there was something missing that I could not connect with her.  Summer was nice, but I did not understand what drew her to Gage.   The book is written in dual POVs with a switch every chapter so the reader knows instantly what the other characters are thinking. If you are looking for a nice romance, this one is the perfect read.



            He looked at me a long moment.
“I want you so fucking bad, Summer, it hurts.” He combed his long
hair back with his fingers and chuckled at some inside joke. “You have no
idea how bad.”
            “Then what’s holding you back?
It seems to me–”
            He shook his head. “Can’t
explain it to myself.” His dark lashes dropped as he stared down at the
floor, and when he lifted his face to me, I realized that I was falling hard
for him.
            “I guess I don’t want to scare
you off.” He shook his head. “Not that I’m scary in bed,” he
quickly amended. “I don’t want to come on too strong. Hell, I guess I’m
just trying to make a good impression.”
            “Stop with the good impression
shit. I want a lasting impression, Gage.”
            His pale blue eyes flickered in the
light as he looked at me. “I can do lasting.” He crossed the room in
two steps. His arms curled around my back, and he pulled me against him. His
mouth covered mine. The kiss was long and hard and driven by that intense
longing that had been building up between us. He took hold of my good hand and
walked me down the short hall to my bedroom. He pushed open the door with his
boot and led me inside.


“I write romance for young adult, new adult
and those of us past the ‘new’ stage. My stories take place anywhere from 19th
century England to 21st century California. And you can count on a super alpha
in each book.”
Tess Oliver is the USA Today and New
York Times
bestselling author of the Custom Culture Series. She lives
in sunny California with her husband, kids and a herd of spoiled pets.
Twitter: @Tess_Oliver




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Review “ANYTHING HE WANTS & CASTAWAY” by Sara Fawkes

AnythingTitle: Anything He Wants & Castaway

By: Sara Fawkes

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release: October 21, 2014

A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.

Links to Buy: Amazon | B&N





A powerful billionaire who always gets what he wants. An innocent protégée who will explore the darkest reaches of her own desire. Experience their intoxicating tale—now available for the first time as a complete saga…Anything He Wants Lucy Delacourt’s temp position isn’t quite her dream job but it pays the bills. The highlight of her day is riding the elevator in the mornings with a handsome stranger. But everything changes when the stranger seduces her. Completely out of character, she yields without a fight, but she has no idea her wanton acts with a man whose name she doesn’t know will change her life forever. Because the sexy stranger is none other than Jeremiah Hamilton, billionaire CEO of Hamilton Industries, and one taste isn’t nearly enough to satisfy his need.

Castaway As the billionaire pulls Lucy deeper into his world of high stakes business deals and ruthless takeovers, he demands nothing less than her complete surrender. But Jeremiah has no place in his life for love, and as Lucy falls deeper for him, she risks having her heart shattered. Making matters worse, Jeremiah’s fiercest rival is determined to steal Lucy’s affection…and to do it, he’ll show her the sinister side of Jeremiah’s opulent world.  With nowhere to turn and no one to trust, there’s only one thing Lucy knows for sure: she’ll never be free from Jeremiah’s sweet possession.

WHAT DID I THINK: 3.5 out of 5 Stars

Lucy has been watching Jeremiah since she started working as a temp at a large company.  She tends to always get on the elevator at the same time that Jeremiah gets on.  She knows that someone like Jeremiah will never notice her, but she still like to wish.  One day, Jeremiah makes it known to Lucy that he has noticed how she has been watching him.  Just when Lucy thinks that she has angered Jeremiah and her job as a temp is over, a proposition of sorts comes to Lucy.  Lucy does not know what Jeremiah’s world really is until she accepts.

There were part of the story that were well written, but then I found parts of the story where I could not understand the characters’ behaviors.  The thought “you are trying to hard” came to mind. At times, Lucy seemed very immature in her thinking.  Days after reading this, I am still not sure how I feel about the characters. The story was not bad.  It was interesting.   There were discoveries, a kidnapping, and a twist of events that I did not expect since I thought this was just going to be a rich guy meets a regular, simple girl kind of book.  I had no idea how it was going to end.  I never read a romantic suspense like this.


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Review “IN DEEP & IN DEEPER” by Kella McKinnon

downloadTitle: In Deep Part 1 and In Deeper Part 2

By: Kella McKinnon

Genre: Billionaire, Romance

Copies provided in exchange for an honest review.

LINKS TO BUY: Amazon | B&N


SYNOPSIS (In Deep): Brielle

What would you do if you met a man that made you burn like wildfire from the inside out? Burn so hot that with one touch you forgot to breathe?

And if you knew that he had dangerous secrets? Would you be able to walk away?

I couldn’t. As strong as I know I am, I kept going back for more of him. That body… those eyes…

I saw him for the first time on my very first day in Vegas, and even then I think a part of me knew, because I couldn’t look away. It was like that moment when you see something flying towards you and you know it’s going to hit you before you can ever move out of the way, so you just watch, transfixed, as it crashes into you. Cristos Vicario: owner of the illustrious Adagio hotel and casino and reputed billionaire playboy. He sure as hell wasn’t what he seemed on the surface. That man had secrets. No one knew what a dark and dangerous world he lived in, and when I finally saw him for what he was, it was already far too late. I found myself inextricably tied to him forever. The course of my life altered. My entire world changed forever as he took away my freedom and gave me the key to my dreams in one fell swoop.

WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

I loved when twenty questions was played.  Cristos wants to control more, but she will not let him.  I am glad that with certain things Brielle stuck to her guns.  I really liked the premise of the story.

Brielle has moved to Vegas to finish her dissertation and get in PhD in Anthropology. Her main focus is drug trafficking.  She walks into Adagio hotel asking for permission to hand out questionnaires about drugs.  There she runs into the owner of Adagio, Cristos Vicario.  Cristos is the typical billionaire you read in the stories; he has sex with women, but does not do relationship.  Cristos is intrigued with Brielle and off course he wants to have her, but she knows his reputation and has no interest in being a one night stand.  However, Cristos pursues Brielle and from there the story starts as well as Brielle trying to find who is behind the drug smuggling that killed her father.

Brielle did not give into Cristos’s charm right away, but sometimes I did not understand why Cristos wanted to be with Brielle.  She appeared a bit immature at times.  She loved to go out and drink.

My rating really has to do with all the inner dialogue.  There was too much information about the type of drink, how many and then information about friends that I could have done without.  My main interest and concern is with the main characters.  Sometimes less is more in these types of books because I want to come up with my own conclusion.


download (1)SYNOPSIS:  This is book 2 of the ‘In Deep’ series.

WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars


This is the sequel to IN DEEP.  The series has to be read in order.

Brielle and Cristos are still trying to working on each other.  Even though Cristos loves Brielle, there is a lot he still has not confided in her.  He is nervous that it will end them. Brielle has her doubts about their relationship especially since Cristos still will not kiss her. He claims to want her, but there is that one piece he still cannot give her.

The premise was there, but a lot of the inner dialogue from the heroine could have been deleted.  There was a lot of detail that really was not necessary to the story.  Some of it actually made me think how immature the heroine was.  I think a lot of authors feel that extra detail about what the character likes to drink, what they likes to eat, etc.  makes readers connect to them when actually it makes me what to skim. Less is more.

Nonetheless, I felt more connected to the characters in the sequel than I did in the first book, IN DEEP.  Like I mentioned a lot of the inner dialogue could have been eliminated.  Beta readers are usually the most helpful with these type of edits. I want to add, once I started reading, I could not stop. However, I felt Cristos’s guilt over friend was a little weak.  I completely understood Brielle’s reasons for leaving her family.



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Review “THE BLUE ROOM VOL 1″ (Never Knights) by Kailin Gow

download 200(1)Title: The Blue Room: Vol. 1 (Never Knights)

By Kailin Gow

Genre: Romance

A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.

Pages: 140






SYNOPSIS: When Danny Blue of the Never Knights inherited his playboy billionaire father’s businesses and legacy, he didn’t realized his father’s pet project was the Blue Room, the most elite and secret club in the highest circle. He was happy to let his half-brother Terrence Blue run the club, but with Terrence’s womanizing ways and carefree attitude when it came to everything, he wasn’t sure if that was a good idea.


Terrence Blue wasn’t sure that was a good idea as well because it would cramp his style as a former patron of the club, but when he spotted virginal Staci Atussi starting at The Blue Room, he had a change of heart. Not only was Staci Atussi a knockout without knowing it, but she was the challenge he had been craving.

For Staci Atussi, working at The Blue Room was her solution to a desperate situation, but as she became integrated into the world of The Blue Room and the mysteries surrounding its patrons and the sexy Blues, she wondered if she had traded in her desperation for something far more sinister.


WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

Staci Atussi has been hired as a dancer, singer, and “other” things at a very exclusive club.  She is doing it partially to help with her mother and the other reason is to find out what happened to her friend. The club is owned by Danny Blue, but his half-brother, Terrence Blue runs the club.  The Blue Room is very exclusive and only a few are allowed as members.  Staci is the new hire and she is to give these men what they want, but she is a virgin and thinks her job is to only dance and sing, not have sex with strangers. Terrence takes an interest in Staci and they have this strong attraction to each other. Even though Staci does not want to compromise her morals at the club, she knows that there are certain things she will have to do to get information.

I read the synopsis and then had to go back and reread the prologue and first chapter twice because I got confused as to who Terrance or Danny were going to be with Staci.  Someone had a girlfriend, someone liked to sleep around, etc.  We get the whole back story about Danny, Terrence, and their father immediately.  It was a whole history lesson about the relationship between these men.  Honestly, I thought that it could have been explained in three paragraphs not three pages.

I just was not able to connect to the characters enough to care about the cliffy or what happened to the characters. I felt like Terrence never cared.  I can accept when the hero has that attitude in dark romances, but not in these romance stories.

Too much useless information was given and I felt that the personalities of the characters were forced on me.  How many times did Terrance have to confirm that he was a playboy and did not want a relationship??? I want to yell “ok, I got it!”


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Review “UNDONE” (Disclosure #1) by R.E. Hunter

download1000 (1)Title: Undone (Disclosure #1)

By: R.E. Hunter

Genre: Romance

A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.





SYNOPSIS: Five years ago, Embry Jacobs ran…

She ran from a past that still hasn’t let her go, but her dream of becoming a lawyer is stronger than her fear of confronting that past. Embry’s sole focus is to get through law school—with the help of her best friend, Morgan—and make something of the broken girl she became. Not thinking about falling in love, being in a relationship or even entertaining the idea of romance, Embry is moving forward one day at a time.

Luke Brody is charming and sexy, and has a past of his own. He wants nothing more than to put his demons to rest and move on with his life. But, when Embry enters the picture, is he destined to repeat those same mistakes?

Blindsided by their instant attraction, neither Luke nor Embry are prepared for the feelings they’re developing. But will it all be for nothing?

Will they let their pasts destroy them, or will they risk everything to fight for their relationship when it all comes undone?


WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars:

Not sure how I feel about this one. I liked parts of it, I loved the premise, but I did not love it.

Embry is a law school student. Her main focus is school and being able to pay for it. On Embry’s first day of school she runs into the handsome Luke.    Luke ends up becoming a teacher at the school. Now not only is he someone who she sees around campus, but it becomes complicated when a teacher/student relationship begins.

I am not sure how I felt about this couple. It was hard for me to connect. A few things felt awkward. Embry’s attitude at times was very immature. I felt that since she was trying to get away from situations that were back in her hometown, she would be a bit more mature.  Both of the characters have pasts that still hunt them.  The story was there, but the way that it was executed could have been so much better.  I am not sure still how I feel about Luke’s past.  It bothers me and I wish I could share why, but I think it would be a spoiler.  The series title DISCLOSURE, I think is perfect.

Saying all this though I want to add that I did not stop reading until the end.  Even though I had some issues with the characters, I still wanted to know what would happen so it kept my interest.

The sequel UNBROKEN comes out November 6th, 2014


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Book Launch #giveaway “MR. BEAUTIFUL” (Up in the Air #4) by R.K. Lilley

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I’ve been remade four times in my life.
It is a distinct feeling. Impossible to mistake. The very marked sensation of being unraveled and reknit into a new thing, a new person. It can be good or bad, helpful or harmful, but above all, it is unstoppable.
I was remade when my parents died, went from a happy childhood, into navigating a very dark world, with endless responsibilities, surrounded by enemies, and despairingly alone.
It happened again at the hands of a cowardly predator. I’d become angrier with that one, more cynical, and it undoubtedly turned me into the kinky f**k I was today.
The third happened swiftly. One day I looked up into a pair of pale blue eyes and saw the other half of my soul. Checkmate. I went from a completely controlled existence, a life where I made every decision with cold calculation, to a man overcome with feelings and emotions that were foreign but somehow wonderful.
And all too soon after that cataclysmic change was this fourth one, this one where I begged a God I’d never entertained to spare the life of a woman that I could not live without.
Follow all of the characters from the Up in the Air universe in the years after the trilogy, with POVs from James, Stephan, Frankie, Tristan, and Akira.
This book is intended for readers 18 and up.
It was some endless span of time later, after the shooting.
Weeks that felt like ages. Time I’d spent agonizing and worrying.
I’d adjusted almost completely to working from home, as I wouldn’t even consider leaving her side while she recovered. My businesses suffered through some minor hiccups for this, but nothing catastrophic. All of it had become rather relative, besides.
So what if a few other people helped me run things, and I lost control over some of the minute details that used to consume me? I couldn’t even recall why it was so important to manage it all myself anymore.
What was the worst that could be happen? I’d become slightly less filthy rich?
We were dining privately, and Bianca was being very quiet. Too quiet. She was up in her own head again, though her worries were always the polar opposite of mine.
She worried about me. My stress levels, my lack of sleep, my unmet needs.
It was a difficult thing to grow accustomed to, as I couldn’t remember the last time, pre-Bianca, that someone fretted over me.
Not since my mother, I supposed.
She cleared her throat and brought her level stare to meet my troubled one.
“I heard you talking on the phone earlier, to your Detroit manager. It sounded as though the situation would best be handled if you went there in person. I think you should do it. You can’t stay home with me forever. I’m perfectly self-sufficient now, and even if I wasn’t, I have Stephan and Javier next door, not to mention all of the staff.”
I didn’t even consider it. She may have been ready for that, but I was not.
“Maybe in a week or two,” I told her, not meaning it, but using it as a subject ender.
I went back to my food, feeling her presence acutely to my left. I was a focused man, but I could not be in a room with Bianca without at least half of my attention on her at all times.
Her presence was a great gaping void in my concentration—my ultimate distraction.
I caught her sigh out of the corner of my eye and turned my attention on her fully.
She set down her utensils, sitting back in her chair.
“Was it not to your liking?” I asked her, eyeing up her barely touched dinner. She’d finished only about a third of her filet and less than half of her vegetables.
“It was very good. I just wasn’t that hungry. I think you actually need to expend energy to work up an appetite.”
The words hungry and appetite coming out of her succulent mouth with that soft voice of hers was enough to make me hard, though it was a fact that it didn’t take much these days.
I looked at her, keeping my eyes squarely on her face.
I’d taken one look at the little dress she was wearing earlier and decided wisely not to look at it again.
My control was hanging on by the thinnest thread, and that dress, or more specifically, the body it revealed more than clothed, was more provocative than I could stand.
It was overkill, really.
Inflammatory, when I was already on fire.
Still, if I let my mind wander for even a second, I could picture it perfectly—her body in that dress.
It was palest peach, a lovely color on her, feminine and loose, with ruffles at the neck and hem, and so minuscule that it could have been a shirt. I had to force my mind away from any thoughts about her long, bare legs in it.
It also exposed nearly her entire back, just one T shaped strap all that covered her from her shoulder to the little dimples above her ass, which was torment for all kinds of reasons, one being that her back drove me mindless, the other being that it meant she was braless, and that drove me from mindless to madness incarnate.
The neckline was decent enough, but the sides of the dress were cut severely, on account of the back, leaving the sides of both breasts exposed, so much so that the wrong movement could slip her clean out of it.
I took a few deep, grounding breaths for control.
I allowed myself one brief glance at her bare neck. Her choker was locked away, since the injury.
The sight of her neck without it always made my fingers twitch restlessly.
This also brought my mind to other things she’d lost during her long hospital stay.
Like both of her nipple piercings, which brought my mind to her breasts, the absolute last place it needed to go.
In spite of myself, I glanced at the white skin of one rounded tit where it nearly spilled out of the side of that damned dress.
And felt myself begin to shake.
I looked away, setting down my fork and knife, attempting to hide the fine tremor that ran through the entire length of me, and seemed to be most apparent in my hands.
“James,” she said, voice quiet and solemn, almost chiding, like she knew what afflicted me.
Like she held the cure if only I’d reach for it.
She did, of course, but I wouldn’t let myself reach. Not yet.
It was too soon.
She’d nearly died and needed time to recover, time unsullied by my selfish, unquenchable need.
I didn’t look at her directly, but needless to say, I was still hyper aware of it when she stood and moved to stand at my side.
I took in a deep breath, then let it out, calming myself and taking her in all at once.
She touched the top of my head lightly with her elegant fingers. “Oh, James,” she sighed, tone gentle enough to make me ache.
She stroked her hand into my hair, gripped it lightly, and started to pull.
She leaned forward, pressing my tense head to her soft bosom.
I shut my eyes tight.
The image of me putting my ravenous self on her wounded self was a crystal clear picture in my head.
Obsessively, repetitively, day and night, asleep or awake, I pictured this.
It was very nearly too much to bear; this voracious, prodigious need of mine.
I’d not gone through a celibate stage like this since I’d become sexually active, back in my teens. In the beginning of our relationship, when Bianca had left me, I’d come close, but this spell had since outlasted that one.
It was an ordeal.
I jerked off at least five times a day, to cope with the readjustment, but it was about as satisfactory as eating cardboard instead of steak.
My traitorous hands moved to grip the bare backs of her thighs, keeping her leaning against me.
After one inflamed, torturous moment, I tore myself away.
She let me go, moving back to her seat.
I looked at her, making my gaze go to the bandaged side of her face, which I usually avoided, but not now, because I needed that reminder of why I had to put her needs before my own.
Her injury was still dressed from the latest round of reconstructive surgery, covering one side of her face from cheekbone to jaw.
It was a sobering sight, not because it was grisly, in fact I couldn’t even see the actual wound, it was covered so thoroughly, but because it was a stark and clear reminder of what had almost happened.
That reminder was dampening, which was what I needed at the moment.
I finished eating, and Bianca quietly excused herself.
I knew where she was going, and I forced myself to move in the opposite direction.
If I followed her to her painting studio, watched her work on and around a canvas in that fucking dress, I’d surely snap, and lose all restraint.
She was not recovered enough for my unrestrained self.
I tried not to follow her, to hover, as that was not what she wanted, but it was a constant struggle against myself not to check in on her.
Instead, I took up residence in my home office and attempted to work.
That lasted all of thirty seconds.
That fast and my mind was wandering back to her, and back to the image of my ravenous self on her recovering self, and I recalled rather urgently that I was do for another jerk off session.
I had just pulled my erection from the oppressive confines of my pants when my office door opened with no preamble.
This was unusual. Bianca never came to my office.
She stepped inside, then shut the door behind her, not looking even slightly surprised at what I’d been up to, while I found myself flushing in embarrassment.
Her eyes were unflinching on mine as she approached.
I’d pushed my chair back from the desk in preparation for my after dinner jerk session. There was enough space between for her to fit.
She did, facing me and leaning back until her ass was perched right on the edge.
I raised my desperate eyes to her devastating ones.
Our gazes never wavered as, at the bottom of my vision, she lifted her wispy little dress up to bare herself.
With a sigh of defeat, I let myself look, but only for the briefest moment.
No panties, as I’d suspected.
My eyes, as they returned to hers, were pleading now.
I couldn’t fight her and myself.
Myself was bad enough, but I’d never been any match for her.
Not for one lovesick second since the first time I’d set eyes on her.
“You need more recovery time, Love,” I told her, voice desperate, heart pounding.
“Shh,” she soothed, holding her arms out for me, her skirt falling back down to barely cover the essentials.
With a shudder, I moved into her, sliding my chair close between her legs. I rested my cheek on her soft, bare thigh and attempted and failed to hold onto any vague shred of my once dependable control.
She stroked her fingers through my hair.
It wasn’t long before I raised my head to take her in again. “Grip the edge of the desk with your hands,” I told her roughly, unsteady hands lifting her skirt, letting myself look my fill at last.
“I’m off the painkillers,” she told me.
My eyes jerked to hers, nostrils flaring as I caught what she meant me to. We both knew I wouldn’t touch her impaired.
“Why?” I asked, just to be sure.
“I don’t like them, and the pain is manageable.”
“You can’t do that. You can’t make yourself suffer on my account.”
“Don’t put this on yourself. This is how I’ve always been. I never could stand to take pain medication, no matter the reason, so as soon as it becomes bearable, I stop.”
I shut my eyes tight and took a deep breath, so torn I was doubting myself.
“Please, Mr. Cavendish,” she breathed.
She was ruthless.
I was lost.
I turned my head, burrowing my face between her legs, tasting her.
My moan was almost loud enough to drown out hers.
A taste turned into a feast and I lapped at her, one hand pinching the tip of my cock to hold off on coming as my other hand delved between her thighs to finger her.
She came undone fast, thank God, as I jammed two fingers into her and pushed my tongue repeatedly against the swollen nub of her clit.
I pulled my face away to look at her as my hands went still, stopping her on the brink.
I didn’t have to tell her. She knew what to do.
She begged.
R.K. Lilley lives in Colorado with her husband and their two beautiful sons. She’s had a lot of interesting jobs, from being a first class flight attendant, to being a stablehand, but swears she never knew what hard work was until she had children. She’s been addicted to both reading and writing fiction since she can remember. She loves to travel, read, hike, paint, game, watch anime, and make the most of every single day. She is the author of the erotic romance novels In Flight, Mile High, Grounded, and the novella, Lana.
IN FLIGHT (Up in the Air #1)
MILE HIGH (Up in the Air #2)
GROUNDED (Up in the Air #3)
LANA (Novella)

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Review “BENEATH THE SCARS” by: Melanie Moreland

download3 (1)Title: Beneath the Scars

By: Melanie Moreland

Genre: Romance


Release: October 14, 2014

A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.

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SYNOPSIS: The sound of the ocean, the crash of the waves as they kick up against the sand and rocks—these are the only sounds Megan Greene wants to hear. She wants to leave the rest of the world behind, and find some peace.

The offer of a private house on the beach, set in a small town in Maine, is perfect. Time to think—to be by herself. It’s all she wants. It’s the escape she needs.

Until she stumbles across the painting that seems to echo her own chaotic mindset.

Until she meets the unfriendly artist behind the stormy painting and discovers his secrets.

All Zachary Adams wants is to be left alone. His canvases, and the unending scope of the ocean and sand, are his life. They direct him—fill his hours. Bring him focus.

Until she enters his life.

She dredges up memories of the past—the haunting images he has hidden for years; the fears he has never shared.

A story he keeps buried below the surface.

Can she make him see what he is missing? Can he trust her enough to believe?

Together they embark on a journey where their pasts collide and threaten to tear them apart.

Will their fragile bond hold or wash away with the ebbing tide?

WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

Megan needs to get away from an ex-boyfriend and decides to spend a few weeks at a friend’s beach house.  This beach house is next door to Zachery who is known in town as private and quiet. Megan tries to friend Zachery, but he shakes off any advances.   He meets Megan, but he feels that once she sees the real him, she will run.  He rather be alone than face disappointment or pity.

This story is written in dual POVs so the reader gets to see Megan and Zachery’s feelings.  In my opinion,  Zachery really feels insecure about his scars throughout the entire book.  This made me lose my connection with the characters.  Megan was always the one fighting for the relationship.  It became sad.   I like my heroes to fight for the heroine, not the other way around.

Whatever apologizes happened in the end, did not feel real.   A little too late, if you ask me.  There was no faith in the love between the characters. In order for Zachery to believe anything about Megan, he needed strangers to tell him or physical proof.  I felt like for the rest of Megan’s life her relationship with Zachery would be walking on egg shells. Yes people deceived him, but Megan could not show enough times how much she loved him.  His lack of constant trust of her made me not care for him. In the end, I did not want them together.

Zachary may have showed his “love” for Megan but for every show, there were actions/thoughts of his distrust for her.  It annoyed and frustrated me.  The story would have been better off not tell me how Zachery felt.  I did not like him.

There was nothing wrong with the writing.  The story flowed.  My rating had everything to do with how the characters relationship developed and continued.


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