THE BEST BOOK EVER!!! NERO by Sarah Brianne!!!!

Nero

Made Men #1

By: Sarah Brianne

Released June 27^th, 2014

Nero is the king of Legacy Prep, living a life of power.

Elle is the school’s punching bag, living a life of fear.

The only good girls Nero knows jump in his bed when he tells them to.

The closest Elle has come to a bad boy like him is in the cafeteria line.

The mob boss gave him orders to find out what she knows.

Her mouth is sealed.

I just want to be a fucking made man.

I’m just a fucking waitress.

Beautifully Forgotten by LA Fiore has Launched!!!

Title: Beautifully Forgotten

Series: Beautifully Damaged #2

Author: L.A. Fiore

 Release Date: July 29, 2014 

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Rogue by Katy Evans

Book 4 of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Real series.

HE SAYS HE’S NO GOOD FOR HER. 
SHE HATES THAT HE MIGHT BE RIGHT.

Brook Dumas found Remington Tate in REAL, and now it’s her best friend Melanie’s turn to find the man who makes her heart sing. 

After years of searching, one night in the rain, the strong and mysterious Greyson King comes to her rescue. He’s bold, and maybe just the lover, friend, and protector she’s been searching for. When they make love, he says her name like it means something. Like she means something—and that’s everything she’s ever wanted. 

He disappears for days without a word, and when he’s around, he says he’ll only hurt her. Buy when he’s away, her heart hurts more. 

Then Melanie uncovers the dark world he’d been determined to keep hidden, and suspects that their random first meeting might have not been so random after all. 

Caught in a free fall of emotions, Melanie has no one to catch her but the man she should be running from. . . 

But what do you do when your Prince Charming has gone Rogue?

“Bastard,” I mumble. “You ruined my whole week, you fucking bastard. I bet you’re fucking some triple-D blonde right now and her triplets all at the same time, aren’t you? You’re not even a two-timer, you’re like a three-timer, liar, feeding me an I’ll-take-you-to-the-movies fucking line. I swear I was fine until you came back like you “got” me, like you “got” me even if I looked like a hungover mess. God, I can’t believe myself!”I kick the tub as if it’s the tub’s fault, then yell, “OUCH!”Scowling, I walk into the bedroom, grab my sleep clothes, pad outside to my living room/kitchen combo to grab some ice cream, slide on my Princess Bride DVD and turn on the TV. A couple of pounds of fat, here we go. I plop down and a vibration buzzes across the couch. I scowl and feel around for my phone. I find it way in between the two couch cushions, pull it out, and set it aside for a scoop of ice cream. I almost choke on it when I see a text I hadn’t noticed before.Be home tonight.What? My stomach vaults. I read who the text is from and suddenly I want to throw my phone into a WALL. Greyson. I scowl at it and throw it down to the couch and start pacing. I’m not going to answer him. Why would I? He seemed in no hurry to talk to me before, and now he orders me? Like an all mighty king? No thanks. I’ll pass on our second date, thank you.But I check and notice the text was sent hours ago. I tell myself I am not going to respond, I will wait a gazillion days like he did. I set the phone aside and put a big spoonful of ice cream in my mouth, letting it melt on my tongue, but my stomach is squirming and now I can’t watch the TV, I can only stare at my phone and suck on the spoon. Then I bury the spoon in the tub and grab my phone, squeeze my eyes shut and type.I’m home but that doesn’t mean I’m staying home. Just depends . . .On? comes the reply, and quickly.
Whoa, was he waiting, with phone in hand, to answer? It seems like he was.I wait one full minute. Trembling. Type: On who’s visitingI don’t mean that as an invite. I mean it as in: I’d hightail it out of here if he set foot in my building. But his answer is lightning fast and my heart starts pounding as it keeps staring back at me.Me.Crap! I have to leave. I have to leave; I can’t see him! I can’t be this easy! A line must be drawn. He’s already shown what our night together meant to him, and I won’t let myself be devalued by him or any other moron again.I should leave before he arrives, or when he does, yell through the door, without opening it even an inch, and tell him that I’m NOT INTERESTED! You stood me up, you didn’t get in touch soon enough, I am not your booty call, have a good life!Yeah. That sounds right.Determined, I head over to close the living room blinds. When I glance out the window and reach for the string I see a dark sports car pull over and a man in black step out of the driver’s seat. He looks up toward my window and all my systems stop when our eyes lock, hold, recognize. My insides go into chaos mode. A strange excitement makes my knees knock.Fuck me, it’s really him.What is he doing here? What does he want?He heads into the building and I turn to face my closed door, panicking because I haven’t changed, I didn’t change. I’m in my pj’s, if hardly that.Noticing the pint of ice cream still grasped in my hand, I run to shove it back into the freezer, spoon and all. I start pacing around in circles, trying to come up with a new plan, but unable to think for shit. I consider telling my building guard not to let him in, but I hear the ring of the elevator and realize the guard must have recognized the motherfucker from when he brought me home last week.Deciding not to delay the inevitable, I swing the door open as he steps out of the elevator. He looks straight at me and his gaze drills into me, making a hole straight in my thoughts. One of my neighbors and her husband pass along the hall toward their door.“Well, hello there, Melanie. A little chilly out.” She gestures to the white silk shorts and near-transparent camisole I’m wearing in complete disapproval and continues on.Greyson follows behind her and fills up the space one foot away from my threshold with muscle and beauty and testosterone and, I swear, god, I swear, he’s as lethal as a nuclear bomb. My knees, oh, my knees. My heart. My eyes. My body feels both light as a feather and heavy as a tank. How can this be? He’s so stunning I can’t even move. Or blink, or hardly stand; I’m leaning on the door frame.I’m fully sober. Something I might regret. He’s no longer blurred by the rain, by vodka, or by my stupid illusions of prince charming.The man standing at my door is very real, very big, very tan, and his smile is very, very charming. There is no word for the way he stands there, his eyes dark and glimmering, his cheekbones hard and his jaw smoothly shaven, his mouth so beautiful, tipped up mischievously at the corners. His suit is perfect, playboy perfect, and his tousled hair run with wayward streaks of copper that makes me want to rake my fingers straight through. And he’s here, looking at me as if waiting for me to let him in. A memory of the morning he brought me home flashes through me. Where I felt sore because of the way he’d loved me all night. The little mark behind my ear that I found the next morning.
Hanging on to my every instinct of self-preservation, I hold the door only halfway open when he catches it in one big powerful hand.“Invite me in,” he says softly, holding the door in his firm grip.“My car doesn’t need a tune-up, it’s fine, but thanks for checking in on it,” I say, pushing it closed with more effort.He shoves the door open and strides inside, and I’m frustrated over my inability to keep him out. Now he’s inside and he shuts the door like he owns my place, then he studies it with a sweep of narrowed eyes. “This building has a laundry chute?”“That’s your line?”He crosses the room and pulls the rest of the blinds shut, then he performs an insanely quick check of my place with a sweep of his gaze that makes my insides turn over.It’s almost like he’s making sure there is no other man here.He can’t possibly be jealous, can he?And now . . . now that he seems assured no one is here but me, he starts walking over to me and looking at my mouth, and I’m walking away because every instinct of self-preservation in me tells me to walk away.“You’re here. Why are you here all of a sudden? Some other date canceled on you last minute?” I demand.“I have a date I’d like to schedule with you.” His eyebrows pull low over those brilliant hawklike eyes. “You’re not nearly as excited to see me as I’d hoped.”“Maybe I thought you were a drunken hallucination. Maybe I hoped you were.”I hit the back of my kitchen island and he locks me in with his arms, his eyes almost desperate and hungry. Then he cups my face and sets his mouth to mine, like he thinks—mistakenly—I belong to him.“I’m not,” he says, softly, then he kisses me again, so deeply I lose my train of thought until he speaks against my mouth again. “A hallucination. And if you need me to, I’ll spend all night reminding you of what it feels like to have my tongue and my cock buried deep in you and how much you liked it.”He leans over as if to kiss me again. My voice trembles as I turn my head. “Don’t, Greyson.”“I don’t like that word, ‘don’t,’” he rasps against my cheek. “But I do like you saying Greyson.”He tips my head around with the tip of one finger and stares at me like he loves the look of me. I lift one of his arms and he lets me, and I start easing away again, free of him, but not free of his stare. The first night he just kept staring at my eyes like he couldn’t tear his gaze free, but now, now he’s seeing all of me. I’m wearing shorts and a camisole yet my body starts heating as his eyes rake me up and down.“I gave you a chance and you blew it,” I breathe.“I want another one.” 

My Life in 8 Words: “Hectic, wonderful, complete; everything I ever wanted.”

Katy Evans grew up with books and book-boyfriends until she found a real sexy boyfriend to love. They married and are now hard at work on their own happily ever after. Katy loves her family and friends, and she also loves reading, walking, baking, and being consumed by her characters until she reaches “The End.” Which is, hopefully, only the beginning…

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Check out the new box set from Mia Fox writing as Lola Bond!

 

BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Surprise Passion Series Box Set SERIES – Surprise Passion Series 

AUTHOR – Mia Fox (writing as Lola Bond) 

GENRE – light erotica 

PUBLICATION DATE – July 27, 2014 

LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 227 Pages 

PUBLISHER – Evatopia Press 

COVER ARTIST – Evatopia Media

   

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Title: More Than Forever 

Author: Jay McLean 

Genre: New Adult

Release Date: July 12, 2014

Breaking Danger by Lisa Marie Rice!

Only one man and one woman can stop the world from burning in Breaking Danger, the thrilling final volume in Lisa Marie Rice's sexy Ghost Ops series, in which an elite super-secret military team must face down doomsday and protect the gifted women they love

Haven, a community of misfits and geniuses, is one of the few safe places remaining in a world on fire. Run by the Ghost Ops team, three dangerous, fearless, soldiers who were once betrayed and disgraced, will fiercely protect their country and the women they adore from a deadly plague that has turned people into violent monsters.

Beautiful brilliant Dr. Sophie Daniels is trapped in her home with the only antidote to the plague. Former Ghost Ops elite operative Jon Ryan is sent on a suicide rescue mission, brutally fighting his way to her side. Together they must cross treacherous terrain before they can return to Haven, but for them to succeed Sophie must trust this tormented soul and place her life, and her heart, in his hands.

Years of combat training has prepared Jon for this moment-unafraid, nothing is too dangerous now that he's found Sophie. He will risk everything, fight anyone, for her and a future filled with hope and love.

I have to start out by saying that I regret not reading this series in order. It's not to say that you can't read this on it's own, but while the story surrounds Jon and Sophie is their own, some of the secondary stories and cameos by the other couples didn't have a great impact on me because I haven't read their books. But with that said, this was extremely enjoyable! 

Going along with my previous statement of having not read the previous books, I was just a little confused at the start of the book. It was obvious that the situation that Jon and Sophie found themselves in was something that had started prior to the book starting. And while there was a little bit of a catch up for me, I caught on quickly and powered through! 

I'm a huge sucker for military guys. And Jon was no exception. Add to the fact that he's a blond Nordic god and I was quite literally in heaven. And Jon was definitely a alpha military hero. He thought quick on his feet and got himself and Sophia out of a few jams. 

Speaking of Jon, he definitely had a crappy past. And there were a few heart breaking moments where he remembered the betrayal of his parents and then again when he told Sophia about his past. 

I liked Sophia. In some books when you have a really smart character, they can come off sounding like a text  book and that gets annoying. But Sophia wasn't like that. She was down to earth and likable. 

Sophia and Jon definitely had chemistry! From the first moment they connected, it was off the charts hot! I loved every moment of them together. 

This was definitely an enjoyable read and I want to go back and read the other books in the series. 

Lisa Marie Rice is eternally 30 years old and will never age. She is tall and willowy and beautiful. Men drop at her feet like ripe pears. She has won every major book prize in the world. She is a black belt with advanced degrees in archaeology, nuclear physics, and Tibetan literature. She is a concert pianist. Did I mention her Nobel Prize? Of course, Lisa Marie Rice is a virtual woman and exists only at the keyboard when writing erotic romance. She disappears when the monitor winks off.

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REVIEW: Sound Advice by L.B. Dunbar

Sound Advice by L.B. Dunbar
My rating: 3.5 of 5 stars

Book Description: 

“Nana’s Rules to Live By”

Gentlemen should always open the door for a lady.

I was busy and I didn’t have time for a vacation, let alone a weekend away. When a frantic phone call from an old neighbor brought me to my grandmother’s summer home, I wasn’t prepared for an extended stay. And I especially wasn’t prepared for the man holding the door open to the radio repair shop who made a lasting first impression.

In attempts at a relationship, a gentleman should always make the first move.

Calling Jess Carter’s clenched jaw and denim-colored eyes part of his standoffish manner was an understatement. His brooding exterior bordered on being downright rude. From the moment I bumped into him, quite literally, our lives began to intertwine in a way that made me question what I wanted.

Children should be seen and not heard.

Jess had secrets and I was determined to get to the bottom of them. Even he didn’t know the solutions to all his problems, I wanted to help. In doing so, I might have drawn too close to the truth, forcing Jess to risk something he wasn’t sure he could chance again. I had decisions to make for myself and it’s hard to know whose advice to take when so many questions remain unanswered.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIKKI!!!!

Ok, I know this isn't book related but I had to make a post about it....

Today is my partner in crime's BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!! 

So that means we need to celebrate her! 

And in honor of her birthday, I made her a special cake! 

 

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And as a special birthday treat, I've hired her some entertainment! 

So let's hope that she enjoys this moves and will

So Nikki, enjoy your day and everybody celebrating you! :) 

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REVIEW: A SEAL's Mission by Rachel Kall

A SEAL's Mission by Rachel Kall
My rating: 4.5 of 5 stars

Book Description: 

When renowned journalist Rowena Murphy uncovers the biggest story of her career, she was prepared to take some risks. But when she learns that more than her life is at stake, she doesn't know who to turn to...

After Navy SEAL Scott Ranger rescued investigative reporter Rowena Murphy in Afghanistan, he thought his mission was complete. But it’s six months later, and he still can't get her out of his head. The game changes when her life is threatened once again...

As they start to uncover just how deep the conspiracy runs in Washington and abroad, Scott vows to keep Rowena and her sources safe--even if that means temporarily dropping the story. But for Rowena putting her investigation on hold isn't an option.

Loyalties are tested and passions ignite as Rowena and Scott race to complete A SEAL's MISSION.

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Let Love Live by Melissa Collins is now available!

Let Love Live by Melissa Collins is now available!   

**It has a special introductory price of $2.99. It will return to regular price of $3.99 on 7/13.** 

Although this is part of a series, it can be read as a STANDALONE.

Who would you become if you lost the only person who ever mattered?

For twenty-six year old Dylan Hopkins, the answer is easy. He’s become no one. Memories of the happier times are all he has left as he finds himself meandering numbly through his now dull life. Though he cares about his work and family dearly, he’s yet to let himself find love again. Afraid of letting go of what he once had, Dylan chooses to keep his heart buried, where it belongs, having died a long time ago. 

Conner Michelson is about to change everything Dylan knows. He’s every bit the bad boy persona - tatted up, ex-MMA fighter, but after an injury leaves him unable to fight, he has to rethink his goals. Having just opened his own gym, Conner can cross his first major life accomplishment off his very short list. Next up: find a man he can settle down with and build a family. Seems simple enough - a dream most people have, but when he meets Dylan, his carefree, easy-going life is thrown into a tailspin. 

Determined to keep Dylan in his life, Conner vows to resurrect Dylan's long ago buried heart and let love live once more.