Cover Reveal “THE LOVER’S GAME” by J.C. Reed @JCReedAuthor

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Title: The Lover’s Game
Author: J.C. ReedGenre: Mature New Adult/ Adult Contemporary Romance

Recommended for ages 18 and up.
Full Length Novel
Expected Publication Date: September 9th 2014
When love is a game…
After having her heart broken, Brooke tries to rebuild her life and closes herself off from the one man she loved deeply.
When she meets Grayson, a photographer, she has no idea that her new boss will offer her more than she bargained for. The pay is great, her new friends more than welcoming and everything seems to be running well…until everyone insists she find herself a new suitor during a night out.
Jett knows how to play games. He is used to getting attention from everyone except the beautiful dark haired woman who doesn’t like to be fooled with and doesn’t trust him as far as she can spit. He wants Brooke but, more than that, he wants to own her, and the only way to get her is to make her owe him…against her will.

And what Jett owns, Jett keeps forever.

The Lover’s Secret (No Exceptions 1)
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About J.C. REED

J.C. Reed is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of SURRENDER YOUR LOVE series. She writes steamy contemporary fiction with a touch of mystery. When she’s not typing away on her keyboard, forgetting the world around her, she dreams of returning to the beautiful mountains of Wyoming. You can also find her chatting on Facebook with her readers or spending time with her two children. 
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Release Blitz “TEN BELOW ZERO” by Whitney Barbetti @giveaway


Title: Ten Below Zero

Author: Whitney Barbetti

Release Date: August 28, 2014

Genre: New Adult Romance






“In here,” he said, pushing on the skin above my heart, “you’re ten below zero. And you’re closer to death than I am.”

My name is Parker. My body is marked with scars from an attack I don’t remember. I don’t want to remember. I choose to live my life by observation, not through experience. While people are laughing and kissing and connecting, I’m in the corner. Watching them live. I’m indifferent to everything, everyone. The only emotion I feel with any kind of depth is annoyance, and I feel it often.

A text message sent to the wrong number proves to be my undoing.

His name is Everett, but I call him rude. He’s pushy, he’s arrogant, he crowds my personal space, and worst of all: he makes me feel.

He chooses to wear all black, all the time, as if he’s waiting to attend a funeral. Probably because he is.

Everett is dying. And he’s spending his final days living, truly living. In doing so, he’s forcing me to feel, to heal. To come face to face with the demons I suppressed in my memory.

He hurts me, he fulfills me, he completes me. And still, he’s dying.

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WHAT DID I THINK:  5 out of 5 Stars

Where do I start without giving too much away…

I loved the characters and thought that the story was so original.  I dropped everything to sit down and read.

One night, Parker gets a text message from a number she does not recognize.  This “number” asks her to meet him for a drink.  Parker has closed herself from the world, but for some reason she accepts this “date” from this stranger.  Parker knows that this Everett had mistakenly sent her this message, but she does not care.  She wants to take a chance and meet this stranger. From Everett’s and Parker first meeting both characters show their true behaviors and attitudes.  Parker is cold and Everett is arrogant. I loved the interaction.  I never knew where the story was going to go.

Everett is dying. Period. He has a brain tumor that after so many years, he is tired of fighting.  Parker is a girl who has suffered a traumatic experience that she does not remember, but has the physical and emotional scars to remind her that her life as she knew it will never be the same.

Even though Everett and Parker are very different, they are similar.  Both are living day by day.  How everything unfolds was beautiful to see and experience.  I do not want to say too much for the fear of giving away any spoilers.  This story brought many tears.    There was so much depth in the story. I knew the tone from the beginning, but had no idea how it was going to end.

Highly recommend.




“Your roommates are nosey,” Everett commented, sitting back on the bed. He reached into the suitcase again.

“You would know,” I said, snatching a bra from his hands.

Everett shrugged. “It’s underwear. More specifically, it’s your underwear. I’m intrigued.”

“Yeah, well don’t get any ideas.”

Everett leaned back into the pillows, resting his hands behind his head again. “Oh, but I have a lot of ideas.” He winked at me.

I stalked away towards my dresser and began pulling things from drawers. When I turned back around, Everett was holding another bra.

“You don’t wear padding,” he commented, his fingers feeling along the lined cup.


“I like that.”

My hands stilled. And then I moved them again. “Why?” I didn’t care. Really, I didn’t.


I turned around. “Lies?”

“I like the truth. In every way.” He seemed lost in thought so I turned back around and packed my things.

“Am I really doing this?” I asked myself.

“Yes, you are.”

I turned around again. “Why?”

It wasn’t a question he should know the answer to. But he did. “Because you hate and you love the way I make you feel.”

I was naked under his gaze. Skin was just that: skin. But to see your soul stripped, laid bare for the eyes of someone you barely knew – that was terrifying. I’d walk down the street naked a hundred times before I would let someone see what lay underneath.

I’d spent my life alone. Bounced from foster home to foster home. When my tastes outgrew my age as a teenager, I traded boys for men and found myself still alone. I reveled in the loneliness. No one could hurt me but me, and did I really care if I hurt me? Did I care? If I found pleasure in anything, it was my lack of feeling.

And that’s how I knew, when Everett told me not to fall in love with him, that I wouldn’t. I didn’t love myself. And wasn’t loving someone also loving yourself, the parts that saw the beauty in other people? I didn’t have that part. And I didn’t want it.

“I don’t love anything,” I said.

“I know.” His eyes were unsmiling.

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I am the author of new adult romance novels. He Found Me (May 2014) is the first in a two-part series. Ten Below Zero (August 2014) is a standalone.

I am married with two boys. When I’m not changing diapers or cutting food into tiny bites, I escape to Starbucks for hours. I could drink my weight in their black iced tea.

I love music and have a playlist for everything.

I have about 20 bacon things in my fridge.


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Blog Tour “Debt Inheritance” (Indebted #1) by Pepper Winters #giveaway

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debt inheritance coverTitle: Debt Inheritance

By: Pepper Winters

Genre: Dark

A copy was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.


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RELEASE DATE: August 18th


“I own you. I have the piece of paper to prove it. It’s undeniable and unbreakable. You belong to me until you’ve paid off your debts.”

Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Being the first born daughter, her life is forfeit to the first born son of the Hawks to pay for sins of ancestors past. The dark ages might have come and gone, but debts never leave. She has no choice in the matter.

She is no longer free.

Jethro Hawk receives Nila as an inheritance present on his twenty-ninth birthday. Her life is his until she’s paid off a debt that’s centuries old. He can do what he likes with her—nothing is out of bounds—she has to obey.

There are no rules. Only payments.


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WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

This book contains very disturbing situations, strong language and graphic violence.  It was not an easy read. Some scenes were very graphic.

I don’t know what I think right now. Days after finishing this book, my thoughts are all over the place.

This story was different. The premise was one I have never read before.

Not sure what words I can use to describe Jethro.  He is not swoon worthy. I am not sure where this story is going to go. How will Jethro be able to redeem himself after all that he has done and allowed? Does the author even want to redeem him??  Saying that though I did not actually care for Nila.  She annoyed me.  Jethro …yes he was a monster but he was honest with Nila. He told her what he was and what he was going to do from the first meeting.  He may have held information about why this was happening to Nila, but she was a fool.  He kept reminding her she was throwing herself at him.

After 40% in the book, I was just reading the story. I felt bad for Nila, but I lost any emotion for her. Her father just handing her over, her hearing things that happened with her mother, I wanted to yell at her to open her eyes.  For someone so successful she held hope where there was none.

I do not want to say more.  I do not want to give anything away. This was a different read for me.

One more thing…I want to know who Kite is.




Excerpt: Debt Inheritance:  Meet Jethro & Nila


ONE – Nina’s POV

Huge disappointment, Ms. Weaver.” His cold glare sent a snowstorm wiping away the bonfire in my belly. “I’m done playing games, so cut the bullshit. Time to begin the day.” His voice gave no room for interpretation. A cold draft shot down my back.

My brief reprieve from debts and horrible Hawks was over. I’d been shown something I desperately wanted, but denied it because I failed to please him.

“You could teach me…show me how…” I couldn’t make eye contact with him. Mortification painted my cheeks for both admitting I was clueless and asking a monster to coach me.

Jethro laughed. “You think that will save you from what’s coming? Was that your little plan? To make me fuck you in the hopes I might feel something for you?”



TWO – Jethro’s POV


I stood up slowly, clicking my tongue. “Ah, ah, ah, Ms. Weaver. Don’t take that tone with me. You’re the failure. You’re the prisoner. You take what I give you. You do not assume to have any say or authority. That includes listening to everything I deem important to tell you.” Ghosting to a stop in front of her, I murmured, “Is that quite understood?”

I flexed my muscles, welcoming back the soothing chillness of control. I hadn’t liked stepping outside my confines of civility. Things got messy when silence was disrupted. Things got rushed when tempers rose and curses flowed.

And I didn’t want to rush her undoing. I wanted to savour it. Devour it.

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About the Author:

Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.


Her Dark Erotica books include:

Tears of Tess (Monsters in the Dark #1)

Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark #2)


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Release Launch “REASONABLE DOUBT: VOLUME THREE” by Whitney Gracia Williams @indiesagepromo @whitgracia


RD3Reasonable Doubt: Volume Three
by Whitney Gracia Williams
Reasonable Doubt #3
Publication Date: To Be Released
Purchase from: Amazon • Nook
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Synopsis: I hate him…

I hate that I fell in love with him, hate that he didn’t love me back, and I hate the fact that I just made a life-altering decision just so I could get the hell away from him.

He’d always said that he was unchangeable, heartless, and cold…

I really should’ve believed him…

Final book in the Reasonable Doubt series…

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About Whitney Gracia Williams

A self diagnosed candy addict, travel jun


kie, and hypochondriac, Whitney Gracia Williams LOVES to write about characters that make you laugh, cry, and want to (in the case of Selena Ross) reach through your Kindle and slap them. She is the “imaginary bestselling” author of the Jilted Bride Series, Mid Life Love, Wasted Love, and Captain of My Soul. When she’s not locked inside her room, feverishly typing away on her laptop, she can be found here: She also loves getting emails from her readers, so if you want to tell her how much you loved (or hated) her stories, email her at


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Review “YOU’LL THINK OF ME” by Lucia Franco

YLLdownload (1)Title: You’ll Think of Me

By: Lucia Franco

Genre: Romance, Second Chances

Release Date: August 26, 2014

A copy was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.

Links to Buy: Amazon 




Luke Jackson.

With his thick southern drawl and seductive charm, Luke is the country boy everyone adores. He has his future mapped out, but his plans with Olivia are suddenly derailed when she makes a decision that blindsides him, changing the path they both envisioned.

As Luke struggles to keep everything in check during a difficult time in his life, he must put his trust in the one person who broke it to begin with. The last time they saw each other, Olivia busted his heart wide open, turning him into the man he is today.

When Olivia returns to her roots, just like Luke said she would, he is shocked for more reasons than one. Nine years have passed since they’ve seen each other, and when their roads collide unexpectedly, Luke can only push his worry and misgivings away for so long.

Things are different now—they are strangers—and the rope that once bound Olivia’s heart to South Fork, Georgia is pulling her back in, forcing her to remember how it used to be all those years ago.


WHAT DID THINK:  3.5 out of 4 Stars

I love stories about second chances. Olivia left Georgia to go to medical school to New York.  She was 22 and fresh out of college when she left her hometown and her boyfriend, Luke.  Fast forward 9 years and Olivia has moved back to Georgia and is now a Neurologist and Luke is a famous country singer. The ache and love for Luke has never left Olivia.  However, the way that Luke wanted nothing to do with her since she left Georgia has hurt her ever since.

I was not sure how I was going to feel about this one. Luke was honest with his feeling and at times I thought he was a jerk to Olivia.  We get flashbacks of how the relationship between Olivia and Luke were before she left for New York.  At times, I wished that their story was told from beginning to end and not necessarily in flashback.

The story is written in dual POVs so we see and feel how each character handled the separation and now the reunion.

Olivia is smart and even though she has a soft spot for Luke, she does not let him get away with his attitude.  Even though Luke is going through a difficult time in his life, Olivia does not accept his crude behavior. I applauded her for that.

The minute they see each other after 9 years is not all sweet with roses. There is a lot of resentment they had to get over, plus they are other factors. It  was a perfect title for the story.


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By: Aven Ellis

Genre: Romance

Release Date: Septemeber 10, 2014

Links to Buy: Amazon 




SYNOPSIS: Recent college graduate Avery Andrews is ready to begin a new life in the big city. She’s landed an apartment in Chicago’s famed Lincoln Park neighborhood–and has her eye on the cute commodities trader just a floor above.

If Premier Airlines knew about her fear of flying, they never would have hired her to be their marketing assistant—but it’s not like Avery wants a lifelong career. Right now she simply wants a job to pay her bills…and fund a few little shopping excursions, too.

Her new lifestyle comes with a price tag, as Avery is not only faced with paying a ridiculous rent but finds she’s perceived as one of the vacant, husband-hunting fashionistas who live in the area. Avery resents this stereotype—so she doesn’t want a lifelong career, and she loves fashions she can’t afford, but that doesn’t mean she is empty-headed and spoiled, does it?

When an opportunity to participate in a documentary at work arises, Avery finds a two-fold solution to her problems. She’ll earn extra money for it, and the documentary will show her as a serious career woman, enabling her to shed that husband-hunting fashionista label for good.

When the camera is on, Avery attempts to be a motivated professional woman. But when she is challenged by Deacon Ryan, the videographer assigned to cover her story, Avery finds herself wanting things she was never supposed to want—like a lasting career—and Deacon. And Avery might just gain more from the experience than a perfect career image and extra cash to put in her Tory Burch wallet…

WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

A contemporary romance.  It had the annoying roommate, the best friend with the “boyfriend” problem, the annoying co-worker, the banter between the heroine and the hero that I adored.

Avery graduates from the University of Illinois and moves in with one of her sorority sisters to an apartment in Lincoln Park.  Avery works as an assistant at Premier Airlines where one day they ask if she would like to part of a reality type show where they film her a few days at home and at work. To see what the day to day is a young career woman. Avery is not really interested in her career. She works to maintain her love of shopping.

I am a big fan of Aven Ellis’ books.  She writes the best contemporary romances.  However, it was hard for me to connect to heroine and hero in this story.  I know Avery changed as much as she could but it was hard for me to believe that Deacon, being the regular guy he was, would make her happy.  At times, I wish that we would not read Avery’s thoughts.  I just did not like Avery and could not connect with her no matter how much I tried.  I was hoping to see a different side of her early on in the story, but I did not. I loved Deacon, but Avery being who she was, I just could not believe that this relationship would last.

The plot moved at a nice pace. The writing flowed. Aven Ellis is a great writer and I will read other stories by her.

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Release Day Book Blast “Be My Hero” by Linda Kage and “Surviving Love” by Ada Frost @lindakage

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bemyhero_june26_500Title:  Be My Hero

 Author Name:  Linda Kage

 Series Name (or Stand Alone)The Forbidden Men, Book Three

 GenreContemporary New Adult Romance

 Release DateAugust 25






Once upon a time, there was this pampered rich girl who was kind of full of herself. She really only cared about appearances and hiding all her dark, ugly secrets under the guise of an opinionated snob. But then Eva Mercer got pregnant, shot by a psycho, and kicked out of the only home she knew. Now she’s broke, unemployed, and has to start anew with a newborn to raise. But how?


On the other side of town, sexy, tattooed orphan, Patrick Ryan, can’t get a break. He’s out on parole for defending the last damsel in distress while trying to help her support her child, but all he wants is to find his one true love. He knows this woman by scent, smile, and laugh, but he’s never actually met her. He doesn’t even know her name. He just knows she’s the key to fixing everything.


One kind of hero can save you from physical harm. Another can rescue you from a different kind of doom. To reach their dreams, Eva and Pick can save each other. But first, they must open their hearts and learn how to trust.


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I grew up on a dairy farm in the Midwest as the youngest of eight children. Now I live in Kansas with my husband, daughter, and our nine cuckoo clocks. My life’s been blessed with lots of people to learn from and love. Writing’s always been a major part my world, and I’m so happy to finally share some of my stories with other romance lovers.


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“Does she need a blanket?” I asked when her tiny frame shuddered in her sleep as if she was shivering. “She looks cold.”


The nurse’s lips pinched with irritation. “She’s fine. But you really need to get back to your own room. They said you just got off dialysis yesterday. You don’t want to overdo it.”


I nodded as if agreeing, but answered, “Just a little bit longer.”


With a grumble, she spun away and stalked off. When I heard the phrase, “…typical single teen mother. Thinks she knows everything…” I turned and stared after her, watching the extra twenty pounds of weight on her waistline shift back and forth as she marched off in an angry huff.


I don’t know why I let her comment get to me. Maybe it was still pregnancy hormones swimming through my veins, the start of some baby blues, or normal insecurity issues of a typical new nineteen-year-old mom. But tears immediately filled my eyes. I turned back to my child, small and helpless, fighting for her life, and the floodgate opened even more.


What the hell did I think I was


I’d gone into this with my usual fake confidence, thinking sure I could raise a kid. Millions of women popped out babies every year. Why would I have a problem with it? And look, I’d almost gotten Skylar killed.


I sobbed even harder, my chest heaving. I had to pull my hand free of Skylar’s incubator and bury my face in both my palms to muffle the gut-wrenching sounds so I wouldn’t wake her.


She was here, like this, because I was unfit, because


“Hey,” a cheerful voice interrupted my pity party. “Well, looks who’s up and out of bed already.”


He sounded so relieved and happy. I turned to look up at Pick. He stood in the doorway with the biggest grin and a pink gift bag dangling from his hand. When he saw my face, his smile dropped flat.


“What’s wrong? Skylar?” He dropped the bag as he hurried to the incubator.


The worry on his face warmed my heart and helped calm my tears. “No, she’s okay. Getting better every day.”


A heavy sigh escaped him as he set his hand on the clear plastic separating him from my daughter. “Thank God.”


I blinked, still in awe over how worried he’d been. “How did you get back here?” They hadn’t even allowed Reese into the NICU. She still had to look at Skylar through the window in the hall.


“Being a flirt comes in handy sometimes.” He finally turned to me and winked. “The nurses love me.” His grin was brief though. His worry returned almost immediately as he reached down to pluck me out of the chair. “Now what’re all these tears about? You’re looking better, by the way. The yellow skin and swollen face scared the shit out of me.”


I didn’t realize he was going to sit me in his lap until he was already settling me into place. I felt even younger, and stupider than I had when I’d started my crying jag. A silly little girl needing to sit on a nice comforting lap to get over herself.


“I don’t know,” I mumbled, wiping the drops off my cheeks and feeling lame. “I’m just so…overwhelmed.” Along with scared, worried, lost, unsure—ugh! What happened to the cocky Eva Mercer I’d been a year ago? I’d take a nice, big dose of her right now.


Pick chuckled and kissed my forehead, stirring up a nest of butterflies in my stomach. Or maybe it was the staples in the c-section cut that created such a sensation, except I really couldn’t feel much in that area. Awesome drugs and all.


Unable to help myself I plunked my head onto his nice, wide comforting shoulder. I mean, he was offering it. I couldn’t resist. And it felt good, so amazingly good to let someone hold me for a minute.



survivingloveTitle:  Surviving Love

Author Name:  Ada Frost

Series Name (or Stand Alone)Surviving Series , Book Two

 GenreContemporary New Adult Romance

 Release Date: August 25






What do you do when you find out you’re pregnant, your boyfriend rejects you, your sister is beaten half to death and the most annoyingly gorgeous man takes up residence in your house? Well ladies, there is only one thing to do, pull up your big girl knickers and show the world your middle finger.


Louise Beaumont is renowned for her sharp wit, smart mouth and sassy personality. She comes out swinging in an argument, even when she’s wrong. But even some events in life can knock her on her arse. And fighting through the sludge of emotional pressure she’s had poured over her is taking its toll.


Johan Senior is broken. A man with a deeply traumatic past, shadows and monsters haunt his every waking hour. That is until a heavenly angel is sent in the form of a loud mouthed chestnut haired vixen, who threatens his manhood countless times. But his heart grabs onto her and refuses to let her go. The only problem is, his mind needs to allow him the pleasure of human touch, and to take that terrifying step of allowing someone into his heart.



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Hi! What to say about myself…I don’t really have anything interesting to offer other than I love to read, and create stories for others to enjoy. I’ve always been told I have a vivid imagination, I just lacked the confidence to pursue putting it onto the the written page. But finally I embarked on making a single dream come true.
I love to read, and write. I only read romance, any genre really, but it has to have a beautiful romance. I also demand a HEA, even if it takes two or three books to get there. Reality is too broken and jaded without having to live through the trauma and angst in a book for it to end unhappily.
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I climbed into the shower and sat beside him. It felt a little stupid sitting on the floor of the shower with him but I didn’t know what else to do.

“Who are they, Johan?”

“In the big house, they’ll know we’re here. He said I had to stay quiet,” he whispered. He lifted his hand and pointed towards the door, then frowned staring at his hands. “I can’t get it off. It won’t come off. Look, I…it won’t come off,” he choked as he held his hands out in front of him. I couldn’t see anything on his hands; they were clean, completely pruned and wrinkly from the water.

“What’s on them?” I asked gently. I felt like I was talking to one of the kids in class.

“Her blood, it’s everywhere.” He sobbed. His hands shook as he twisted them wiping at imaginary blood.

“Sweetheart, nothing is there.” I put my hands around his, and he pulled away from me so fiercely he banged into the side of the wall. I flinched for him because that had to have hurt.

“Don’t touch me, I’m vile. You…I can’t spoil you,” he gasped, curling into the corner away from me. Tears mixed with the water on his face.

“Johan, you can’t spoil me. I’m going to clean you, okay? Together we will get you clean.” I shifted towards him slowly.

“I’ll spoil you. I make everything bad,” he said pleadingly. I paused, puzzled by the beautiful, broken man before me.


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Review “THIS IS FALLING” by Ginger Scott

downloadTitle: This is Falling

By: Ginger Scott

Genre: New Adult Romance

A copy was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.

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First, I had to remember how to breathe. Then, I had to learn how to survive. Two years, three months and sixteen days had passed since I was the Rowe Stanton from before, since tragedy stole my youth and my heart went along with it.

When I left for college, I put a thousand miles between my future and my past. I’d made a choice—I was going to cross back to the other side, to live with the living. I just didn’t know how.

And then I met Nate Preeter.

An All-American baseball player, Nate wasn’t supposed to notice a ghost-of-a-girl like me. But he did. He shouldn’t want to know my name. But he did. And when he learned my secret and saw the scars it left behind, he was supposed to run. But he didn’t.

My heart was dead, and I was never supposed to belong to anyone. But Nate Preeter had me feeling, and he made me want to be his. He showed me everything I was missing.

And then he showed me how to fall.

WHAT DID I THINK: 3 out of 5 Stars

Broken heroine and a very sweet guy.  My favorite type of stories.

The heroine is broken from a tragedy  that occurred two years before.  Since the incident, she has been homeschooled and sheltered.  She decided that going away to college would be the best thing to heal her and finally make her less scared and dependent. Rowe meets Nate her first night at the college.  Nate is the caring and understanding hot athlete at the college.

I liked that the story is not insta-love.  The heroine has a lot of issues from her previous tragedy and we learn bits and pieces about the incident early on in the story which I was glad that it did not drag until the last quarter of the book.

Nate was portrayed as sweet but I was got tired of him mentioning his ex-girlfriend, Sadie.  I felt like there was pining over this Sadie.  Then there was the one part where Nate mentioned he would have made out with Rowe’s roommate, Paige, if she did not irritate him so much.  Even though nothing happened with that situation, it left a bad taste in my mouth after he had a nice day with Rowe.  I am only to assume that the author added this so that that Nate was not portrayed as too perfect.

The story was about a serious issue.  The writing was fine.  However,  I think it could have been shortened by 25%.  There were just a lot of scenes that could have been eliminated.  The story started out good, but somewhere along the way I lost my connection.


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Blog Tour “NO ORDINARY BLOKE” by Mary Whitney @PRthehype



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 A copy was provided by the author and publisher in exchange for an honest review.


I’m not a philosophical kind of bloke, but I know something about luck. A childhood on the wrong side of advantage will teach you that. It’s all a matter of chance. It’s both your circumstances and the chances you take. So I’ve always been a gambler and a ladies man — they love me and I love them. Now I’ve found one like no other — an American, Allison Wright. When I met her, the fates were on my side, but too soon I learned the odds were against me.

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WHAT DID I THINK: 3.5 out of 5 Stars

I loved David.  I loved his thoughts. I could not wait to read David’s story.  I could not wait to see who the woman would be to capture David’s heart and I was so excited to meet her.  Then David meets her and I think he met his equal.  However as the story continued and I learned more about Allison,  I did not really feel that way.  I may be in the minority, but she was okay.

David is funny and hot and such a good friend.  I love his friendship with Adam.  For the fans of BESIDE YOU HEART we do see Adam and Nicki in this book. I love that couple.  AND if you have not read BESIDE YOUR HEART, I highly recommend it.  It was one of my favorite reads of 2013.

Now there are things about Allison that I did not like.  Those things ruined the love story between David and her for me.  I expected the best for David and in my opinion, Allison was not the best. I know I am in the minority here.  It took too long for her to “clear” things and at that point I was telling David to move on.   With her situation, I could not connect.  I am glad this was not an insta-love, but I wish that certain things would have been cleared up earlier.  I am one of those readers that if I do not like the heroine it is hard for me to connect.

Mary Whitney is an amazing author and I will read more by her.


Excerpt 1

After the bartender took our drink orders, she looked up at me, “I’m going to say this because it’s true. I’m not blowing smoke. You really were a little like James Bond at the table.”

I grinned. “How so? Because I had a beautiful bird at my side?”

“No. Just what I said before. The accent, the suit, playing cards…” Her smile turned shy, and she swiveled on the stool. “I think the word is dashing.”

“Well, thank you, but that’s not really a word that applies to me.” She had no idea how much I appreciated the compliment. Our drinks had only just arrived, though, so the time wasn’t right to get to serious. I held up my glass. “To Lady Luck, which you seem to be for me.”

She clinked her glass to mine. “I’ll toast to luck, but I don’t think that’s a good name for me.”

“As a Bond girl, you do need a name.”

“Oh, God. Not one of those.”

“Let’s see. Which is your favorite?”

“I’m not going to play this game.”

“Why ever not?”

She poked her finger at my chest. “You just want me to say the names because they’re dirty.”

“Not true. I was just making conversation.” I took a sip and smiled. “And I wouldn’t say they’re dirty, just a tad naughty. So what’s your favorite name? Pussy Galore or Honey Ryder?”

“I’m not going to answer that.” She was playfully smug.

“I’ve always been partial to Plenty O’Toole.”

“What movie was she in?”

“Diamonds Are Forever.”

“Am I missing something? Plenty O’Toole doesn’t sound sexual to me.”


“Like Peter O’Toole?” She shook her head. “I don’t get it.”

“Ah, I suppose tool is a British word.”

“For what?” She held up her hand. “Stop. You don’t have to tell me. I figured it out.”

“Such a clever girl.”

“It wasn’t that difficult.”

“I’m so happy to have expanded your vocabulary, love. Now which do you prefer? Pussy Galore or Plenty O’Toole?”

The twinkle was in her eye, but she kept mum with her lips pressed together. I chuckled. “It’s all right, love. There’s no wrong answer.”

“Do you torment every woman you meet like this? I know you can’t at work or you’d have sexual harassment issues right and left.”


After a snort of laughter, she said, “You really are so bad.”

“The word is ‘cheeky’, love. We say cheeky over here.”

“Cheeky? What does that mean?”

“Teasing. Naughty. Sort of in on your own joke. Something like that.”

“What about unbelievably conceited about one’s perceived sexual prowess?”

“That might be found in the psychology books.”

“With your photo as an example.”

“Now come now, love.” I looked down into her eyes that I was sure needed an emerald ring to match. “You find me endearing, don’t you?”

“I find you…” She shook her head. “I find you…” Then finally she sighed, “I find you adorable in every way which is probably why I’m here right now when I should be back at the office.”

“Adorable? Like a puppy? Good God, I’m off my game, if you only want to pat my head.”

She lifted her eyes up to the heavens and sighed again. “I said adorable in every way, okay? I think that covers all aspects of a woman’s appreciation of a man.”

Well, if that wasn’t a bloody roundabout way of admitting she liked me at least a little… I smirked again. “Maybe then you might want to pat my other head as well?”

“David…” she said in a warning tone.


“Oh, that sounds great. Let’s do that.” She looked down at her jeans. “Only if we’re biking, I’d like to change into shorts. It’s getting pretty warm. Don’t they have a winter out here?”

“Not too much of one.” I smiled. “Let’s go back to my hotel room, and we can both change.”

“Your hotel room?” she said, raising a brow.

“Yes, my hotel room. Much better than a dodgy public bathroom or diving into the bathroom of a café. And I’d like to change myself.”

“Okay…” She smiled. “It’s just the phrase ‘let’s go back to my hotel room’ seems a little loaded.”

Without another word, I gently placed both of my hands on her cheeks and leaned down to look her in the eye. “You’ve put a spell on me, and it seems you understand there’s nothing more I’d like than to get you alone in a hotel room. And just to make it abundantly clear, there are things I’d like to do to you that I’m sure would have you moaning beneath me. Having you say my name as I pleasure you would be ecstasy enough for me. All of that said, I think I can restrain myself long enough for you to change your clothes in peace so we can go for a bloody bike ride. Okay?”

Her mouth dropped yet again. It was her expression of speechlessness. After a moment, she squeaked, “Okay.”

I withdrew my hands from her face and smiled. “Good. I’m glad we have that cleared up.”

“Yeah, me too,” she said warily.

About the Author


Mary Whitney blames Laura Ingalls Wilder and Margaret Mitchell for her obsession with romance novels. At an early age, Mary fell in love with the Little House series and its dreamy hero, Almanzo Wilder, who only wanted Laura to be Laura. Like many women, Mary later graduated to the ultimate, tall and dark bad boy, Rhett Butler, who loved Scarlett despite her flaws.

Mary has lived around the U.S., and after a first career in the non-profit world and politics, she’s settled in Northern California with her husband and daughters. She spends her days writing characters she hopes somehow capture the romance of Rhett and Scarlett and Almanzo and Laura. She’s a firm believer in what Rhett says to Scarlett: “You should be kissed, and often, and by someone who knows how.

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A copy of all three novellas was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.

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My student loans are due and I still haven’t found a job that pays more than minimum wage. So I decide to make an arrangement through The Club. I’ll get what I need…money to pay my loans. And he’ll get what he wants…access to my body…whenever and however he wants it.

ROSE COLLINS is a recent art school graduate with overwhelming student loan debt and no way to pay it.

JAE ROTHKO is a wealthy and renowned artist who doesn’t have the time or patience for a relationship.

Jae joins The Club so he can have one woman when he wants and how he wants with no attachments and no expectations.

He selects Rose to be that woman.

BLACK DOG NIGHTS is a SERIAL NOVEL, which unfolds in THREE PARTS (approximately 70 pages each). EACH PART has a CLIFFHANGER and EACH PART is .99 cents. (That’s $2.97 for ALL THREE PARTS.)

Genre New Adult/ Contemporary Romance

Expected Publication Date August 8th 2014





Three novellas.

I have been contemplating for a few days whether to write this review for the three novellas together or separate.  After thinking about it, I think I am just going to write one review for the three novellas.

As a whole the series is  3.5 stars for me.  There are a lot of parts I liked and others I was not so sure about.

I enjoyed reading Book 1.  I was not crazy about the characters or some of the actions, but I knew there was going to be a reason for  Jae Rothko’s behavior.  He could not be that cold when he would do so many things for Rose.  Jae is was a good person.  I just did not know if there was a secret he was hiding or an idiot.

Rose was an innocent when she takes Jae’s offer to be “his” until he no longer wished for the arrangement.  Jae was honest and I liked how he told Rose exactly what he wanted, etc.

Jae is a cold person and there were very little to no emotion the first time Rose and Jae were intimate. The sex so mechanical.  I think that the author did a great job showing how unemotional Jae was during this time. It gave his actions later in the story more meaning. They meant more.

Jae is likable and not likable.  He honestly does not know how to express his thoughts and feelings to the people he likes and cares about and I think that made him so interesting. I think Rose was good for him except when she was telling Cali everything.  I thought Cali was a tramp and not the brightest bulb on the tree so I did not understand why Rose thought anything of Cali’s opinion.

An issue with Rose I had was that the contract was supposed to be in confidentially, a contract that Jae had Rose sign.  No one was supposed to know about the arrangement or know that Rose with Jae.  However, Rose’s immaturity showed when she more or less told her BFF everything.  This behavior made me question whether she was good enough for Jae, who needed a strong person in his life.

Angst was resolved too quickly for my liking. I like the angst to last a bit longer.  When everything is resolved too quickly it does not feel like it is fixed long term.

The writing needed some work, but the characters and the story kept me interested.



By the time we get to The Rock Stop it’s already crowded with twenty-somethings, who all look eager to hook up with anyone who’s willing.

I pass by two guys, who are already half-drunk and gawking at my breasts, before I hit the relative safety of the bar area.

“What do you want to drink?” Cali yells over the loud Top Forty music.

“Would I look too conspicuous just holding a glass of water?”

Cali purses her lips at me. I tell her she looks like a duck when she does that but it doesn’t stop her.

“I’ll get you a beer. You don’t have to drink it but I don’t want you to embarrass me or yourself.”

“Yes, Daffy,” I tease.

“I do not have duck lips,” she insists.

“You do when you pucker them like that.”

“I think you’re on crack.”

“Just get the beer.”

She waves in order to get the bartender’s attention but no such luck. He’s busy with a group of girls at the other end of the bar.

“Hey, Babe.” An arm reaches over Cali’s shoulder. “I wasn’t sure I’d see you tonight.”

David nods in my direction. “What’s up?”

He never addresses me by my name even though he’s been hooking up with Cali for over a year and I’ve seen him dozens of times.

David is the kind of guy I always hated in high school. His family has money and he’s never had to work a day in his life for anything. Cars, clothes, expensive vacations, you name it, and his parents have handed it to him on a silver platter. As a result he has a sense of entitlement that knows no bounds.

No doubt that’s why he feels like he can treat Cali any way he pleases and she just keeps coming back for more.

He runs his fingers through his short brown hair. I’m not sure whether it’s a nervous habit or if he thinks that his fingers are like some kind of comb but he does it all the time.

David is a good-looking guy in a frat-boy kind of way. Cali says he played baseball in high school and he looks like he probably still plays sports. He’s not huge but he’s definitely in good shape.

Cali met David at a frat party. Even though she’s never set foot in a college class she’s spent a lot of time at college parties. David likes to brag about the fact that he’s a business major. I don’t see what the big deal is though. I feel like business is a degree for people who don’t really know what they want to do with their lives.

Not that I have any room to talk. Apparently I earned a degree for people who don’t really want a job.

Before I know it, Cali and David have disappeared somewhere and I’m alone at the bar.

I didn’t even want to come here in the first place.

I have a choice. I can leave or I can order a drink. After the day I’ve had a drink is actually starting to sound appealing.

As soon as the DJ starts mixing, nearly everyone moves to the dance floor. The bar area is now pretty empty except for a young woman seated at the far end. She glances up at me when I approach and gives me the faintest of smiles.

She’s an attractive blonde with stunning ocean blue eyes. She’s the definition of a blonde bombshell. She’s got curves that would give Marilyn Monroe a run for her money.

I order a Crantini and the bartender wastes no time filling my order.

“Tough day?” the blonde asks.

I nod.

“Have a seat.” She waves to the stool next to her.


I climb onto the stool and take a sip of my drink. It’s strong and I cough a little as it goes down.

“Russ likes to make them strong.” She laughs. “Maybe he thinks he’ll get lucky at the end of the night.”

The bartender looks like he’s in his mid-thirties and kind of rough. He’s completely bald and built like a brick house. Definitely someone I would want to have on my side if a fight broke out.

“Are you waiting for someone?” I ask. She looks a little too dressed up for the place we’re in. It’s mostly a denim crowd and she’s in a little black dress and pumps.

“You could say that.”

I nod. A cryptic response but I get the impression that she’s not going to say much more about who she’s waiting for.

“So what’s your story?” she asks.

I laugh. “Do I look like I have a story?”

“You definitely look like you have a story.”

“You’ve probably heard it millions times before.”

She glances at her watch. I can’t help but notice it’s a gorgeous Rolex. The blonde doesn’t look that much older than me. I doubt she’s even twenty-five. It makes me wonder how she can afford such an expensive watch. When I look at her more closely, I notice she’s also wearing a diamond tennis bracelet and huge diamond stud earrings. Also very expensive.

Maybe she’s like David and has a generous daddy with lots of money.

“I’ve got a few minutes before my friend gets here. Tell me this story I’ve heard a million times before.”

I take another sip of my drink. She’s right. Russ does like to make them strong.

“I recently graduated from art school. I have a fine arts degree but no professional job and no prospects. My student loans are set to go into repayment and I have no way to pay them. I’m barely making ends meet on my salary busting my ass at the local coffee shop. Pathetic, right?”

She shakes her head. “It’s not pathetic but you’re right. It’s a story I’ve heard a lot. Maybe not a million times. Half a million tops.”

We both laugh. It feels good to laugh about it. At least for one night.

She reaches into her purse, a pricey Coach bag, and pulls out a business card. I expect her to hand it to me but she places it on the bar between us instead.

“I don’t do this very often but I feel bad for you so I’m making an exception.” She points to the card. “You can pick it up if you want to, after I tell you what it’s about. Or you can leave it on the bar. It’s completely up to you.”

My curiosity is definitely piqued. When I glance down at the card I notice it only has two words: The Club followed by a phone number.

“What’s The Club?”

“It’s a kind of dating service.”

I frown. “Do I look like need a date?”

“No, but you said you need money. This is a special kind of dating service for extremely wealthy men.”

I assume that’s how she got her Rolex and other jewelry but I don’t want to be rude. “Are you saying it’s kind of like having a sugar daddy?”

She laughs. “That’s kind of an antiquated term but sort of. Most of the men in The Club are older and they have very specific tastes. Most of them want younger women but more importantly, they want women who will be there whenever and however they want.”

I gulp. Then I whisper. “Are you talking about prostitution?”

She gives me a little smile. “Prostitution implies that you’re with multiple men and they’re paying you for sex. It’s not like that. It’s more like you’re being paid to be one man’s mistress.”

“Are they married?”

She laughs. “Some are. Some aren’t. Does it matter?”

“I think it would to me.”


It’s a good question. I’m not married. He’d be the one doing the cheating.

“Do you mind if I ask how much money you’re talking about?”

“That’s negotiable between you and the man who selects you. It’s called an arrangement. You can negotiate any sort of arrangement you want.”

“Could you give me a ballpark figure?”

“Usually between three and five thousand a month.”

My eyes grow wide at the thought of that kind of money. My ten dollars an hour at the coffee shop, even with overtime and tips, doesn’t even come close to that.

“And that doesn’t include all of the perks. A lot of the men like to provide their girlfriends with generous gifts in addition to their arrangement.”

“You said a lot of the guys are older. How old?”

An image of a geriatric using a walker crosses my mind. I’m not sure I’d be able to have sex with someone that old, if he could still even have sex.

“The guy I have an arrangement with is fifty-four.”

That’s ten years older than my dad. I can feel my stomach start to knot. Am I really considering getting involved with some kind of club and being paid to have sex with a guy who could be older than my father?

The blonde leans in close. “Don’t let his age fool you. He can still perform in bed. And I only have to see him two days a week for a few hours. And my arrangement is non-exclusive. He doesn’t mind if I date other guys.”

“I don’t really date that much,” I confess.

“That’s even better. There are a lot of guys who want exclusive arrangements. Not as many girls go in for that.”

I stare at the business card for a few seconds. Is this something I’m actually considering? I’m just not sure. There’s no doubt that I need the money but I’m not sure about having sex with someone I don’t even know…for money.

“It’s really not that bad,” she insists. “I wasn’t sure at first either but you get used to it. And Alex can be a really sweet guy.”

She makes a point of pushing the business card a little closer to me. “At least meet with Claudia. You can always back out if a guy selects you and you don’t like him.”

I pass my hand over the card and hesitate for a moment. I feel like this is a pivotal moment. Like my whole life could change just by picking up the card.

I take in a deep breath then grab the card from the bar. Now that it’s actually in my hand I feel like calling the phone number is inevitable.

Dream Cast

Jae Rothko (Alexander Skarsgård)

Alexander Skarsgard

Rose Collins (Zoey Deutch)

Zoey Deutch

Cali Gibson (Emily Browning)

Emily Browning

Joey Rocco “Rocky” (Thomas McDonell)

Thomas McDonnell

December Reynolds (Teresa Palmer)

Teresa Palmer

Playlist for Black Dog Nights

Black Dog (Led Zeppelin)

Bittersweet Symphony (The Verve)

Broken (Seether)

(Bang a Gong) Get it On (T. Rex)

Sweet Dreams (Emily Browning)

Let Her Go (Passenger)

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Ren Monterrey lives in a small town outside Phoenix, Arizona with her husband and their bloodhounds. She writes New Adult and Contemporary romance under a number of different pen names.

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