The Definition of Icing is the second book in the Dallas Demons series by Aven Ellis and is Kenley Hunter and Nate Johansson story. And like the other books I have read by this author I loved it.
Kenley is a girl who wants to be taken seriously. She wants people to see beyond her looks. Nate is the hot hockey star, who's been traded to Dallas Demons, and right now Dallas is the last place he wants to be. Kenley and Nate have both been hurt in the past betrayed by someone they loved, and, as a result, both have their walls up! They both have put finding love and relationships on a back burner and choosing to focus on their careers. However, when Kenley and Nate meet by chance on a photo shoot the attraction is mutual, and sparks fly leaving both questioning what they want.
“I find myself falling under Nate’s intoxicating spell. And I see no way to stop it more to the point, I don’t know if I want to”
“I don't know if I'm ready for anything but one step at a time”
I adore Kenley and Nate’s story I loved Kenley passion for chocolate, oh and it transpires that her favourite film is my favourite film. ;-) And as for Nate he is a hot hockey player what is there not to love.
Kenley and Nate were two people whose fear and insecurities about love and relationships were holding them back and who needed to let go of their past so that it didn’t affect their future. They were a great couple smart and funny and I could the connection between them. Their relationship was sweet, fun, flirty, and passionate. Loved watching it grow and their walls crumble as the realised that they may have found someone special. They shared to many heartwarming moments that I read most of this book with a grin on my face.
“I know this is where I want to be right now”
The Definition of Icing, it was a cute love story that had a lovely mix of sweet, funny, flirty moment and low on the drama & angst but as always high on the romance. Also always there are some great secondary characters great seeing Kylie and Harrison again. Kenley’s Mother CiCi! Oh how I love this lady! She has me in stitches with what she says and does. Kenley’s flat mate Lexi is lovely such a great friend and I know that her story is a must read.
“How many times do I have to tell you there is no timetable for feelings?”
I loved the chocolate and hockey facts that Aven put at the start of each chapter. I can’t say that I have become a chocolate & hockey connoisseur, but I have learned a thing or two! Who knew what weird and wonderful flavours could be added to chocolate! My regular bar of Cadbury’s dairy milk seems positively boring in comparison to the things Kenley makes!
“Neutral Zone Trap ~ A type of defensive play”
“Carré ~ It’s like a little sample square of chocolate”
Overall, I loved this one. If you love romance stories that are low on the drama and angst, then Aven Ellis’s is your lady. I love this author her writing is faultless, entertaining and I have a lot of love for all characters she creates
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Oh, and one last thing, it’s very rare that I find a song that the sum up a couple and their relationship. But when I heard “I Love You by Avril Lavigne” while reading The Definition of Icing I just knew it was their song and was just perfect for them and their story.
"You're so beautiful
But that's not why I love you
I'm not sure you know
That the reason I love you is you
Yeah the reason I love you is all that we've been through
And that's why I love you" ~ The chorus from I Love You by Avril Lavigne
Aven Ellis has been writing fiction since she was sixteen. She studied communications at a large Midwestern university, and after graduation, Aven worked as a reporter for a community newspaper, followed by a stint at a public relations agency.
But writing about city council meetings and restaurant franchises was not as much fun as writing for young women trying to figure out their careers and potential boyfriends. So Aven got herself a job in television that allowed her to write at night. Connectivity is Aven’s debut novel; Waiting For Prince Harry and Chronicles of a Lincoln Park Fashionista (New Adult romantic comedy) will be published next year.
Aven lives in Dallas with her family. When she is not writing, Aven enjoys shopping, cooking, connecting with friends on social media, and watching any show that features Gordon Ramsay.
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I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.
You know that feeling you get when you start a new book where you’re like OMG I AM SO GONNA LOVE THIS?! Yeah that feeling? Well I felt that with Heartfelt Lies the minute I started. I was HOOKED. The writing and characters drew me in immediately and seriously where has this author been all of my (literary) life?!
As the synopsis indicates, Cassandra (Cassie) is getting married. To someone else. Not Jax. Her first and only true love. And Jax? He is devastated, and Cassie just wants a future with a man that will love her, but she knows she can never love anyone as deeply as she loves Jax. But love isn’t easy. Not for these two. The moment Jax and Cassie come face to face in the beginning, you FEEL their intensity. The passion between them. For an author to illicit such a feeling between two characters I’ve just met gave me CHILLS. I was in that room with them. I held my breath. They made my heart beat. In the very FIRST chapter.
This is Jax and Cassie’s story, so I will not spoil it for the reader. But just know that you will LIVE this book as you read it. The author never tells you their story. She puts you IN their story. Jax and Cassie fell irrevocably in love years ago. They fell effortlessly. Their love was easy. Until it wasn't. When Jax and Cassie meet you know right there that their lives would never be the same. You felt the moment when they simply handed their hearts to each other. But circumstances drive them apart. Lifestyle changes and choices become the reason why these two struggle with staying together. Lies, betrayal, and secrets. They became too much in their relationship. But their love? It never wavered. It never faltered. It was always there. You still felt their heart beating for each other. But what happens when darkness takes over? When to protect yourself, it means giving up the one person that has become your life?
Jax and Cassie? They love deeply. Fiercely. Their love is LOUD. Consuming. Their love is intoxicating, overwhelming. Their love shatters all boundaries. Their hearts only know how to love each other. Their hearts simply SPEAK love. And I heard it. Clearly. Heartfelt Lies is such a powerful story about love and is so much more about the second chance. SO. Much. More. You feel the moment their souls find love within the other. And despite the darkness that tried to keep them apart, you still feel the magnetism between them. Even years later.
Can we talk about the writing of this story? The author effortlessly moves the story between past and present while we are given both the POVs of Jax and Cassie. There was an easy flow that allows the reader to be fully immersed in the lives of the characters. I felt that I was there with Jax and Cassie through every decision, every emotion. The darkness that consumed the two of them was portrayed in a very real and genuine way. Without giving too much away, the issues that are dealt with within the story are so relevant to the world we live in today. I love that the author doesn’t stereotype this certain issue. It can occur to anyone. She faces it head on and deals with it in a very respectful manner.
I am not sure if I can truly put into words exactly how this book affected me. I loved every second of this story. Every second. Heartfelt Lies reminds me of my love of reading. This story resonated with me on such a deep level. It’s about a kind of love that we should hope to experience, forgiveness, second chances, and it attests to the truth in love and all it is capable of. That love always wins. I will definitely be going back to read the first book in the series and I am SO EXCITED about the next book in the series to come that will be based on another couple. I think I have just added Kristy Love to my favorite author list. This read was beautiful, brilliant in its delivery, and I am still thinking about it an entire week later.
“Jax,” I breathed. I reached behind me, grasping for the door handle to my backseat. When it opened, I pulled his face away from my chest. His lips were red from thoroughly kissing me. His chest was heaving and his eyes were glazed. I smiled and tugged on his hand. I climbed inside my car, lying back on the seat. He crawled on top of me and shut the door behind him. Without pause, he helped me out of my light jacket and tossed it in the front. He pulled my shirt over my head and went back to attacking my breasts. I wrapped my arms around him and ran them over his back. He had never been skin and bones, but now he had more definition. He wasn’t too bulky, there was just enough there that my arousal kicked up another five notches.
I pulled on his shirt, whipping it over his head. He smirked at me, taking my bra off.
“Cassie,” he said, his voice reverent and so full of want that it almost hurt to hear it. “Fuck. I never thought I’d be able to touch you, kiss you again. Now that I started, I’m not sure I can ever stop.”
“Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
He leaned down and pulled a nipple into his mouth. I cried out. His hand slid down my abdomen, my muscles twitching as he moved over them. He popped the button of my jeans and slid down the zipper before slipping his hand inside. He traced his finger over my panties. He groaned.
“Fuck, Cassie.” His whole body went still and stiff, his head buried in my neck. “I think I’m going to die. Right here, right now. If I wake up tomorrow and this was a dream, I don’t think I can go on with life.”
“It’s not a dream, Jax. I’m here, with you.”
He regarded me and the pain in his eyes caused my heart to squeeze painfully. It seemed as though he was about to say something, but instead, he devoured my lips and slipped a finger inside me. I arched my back, ripping my lips away from his. The sensation, the feeling, it was so much. Too much.
“God, you feel so good.” He buried his face in my neck again and kissed, licked, nibbled it. My mouth was wide open, as were my eyes, as he moved his fingers inside me magically. I couldn’t think about anything but the feel of his fingers and the way he was playing my body like a guitar. He still knew exactly how to touch me in such a way that, before long, my hips were bucking against his and I screamed out his name.
He slipped his hand out of my jeans, moving up to brush my hair out of my face. He studied my face as though he’d never see it again. My mind was still coming back down to Earth as he helped me put my bra and shirt back on. Before I knew it, he was sitting next to me, pulling his shirt on. He kissed my lips, long and passionate and so amazingly. I wanted his hands on me again, even though they’d been gone only been a few minutes.
“I don’t want to leave you, Cassie, but if I don’t leave now, we’re never leaving this parking lot,” he said, then pressed a kiss to my forehead.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him. I never wanted this feeling to end.
Love Always, Damian by D. Nichole King
(Love Always #2)
Published By: Limitless Publishing
Publication Date: May 26th 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
They say time heals all wounds.
What a load of bull. It’s been four years, and Kate’s voice still echoes in my mind.
Every. Damn. Day.
I numb her memory when it taunts me. In college, I drown her out with booze and easy lays. I can’t do what she asked.
I can’t let her go.
Not even when Lia shows up, freaking ripping what’s left of me to shreds. Caring about someone isn’t worth the deadness that follows after they’re gone. I didn’t ask for this. Didn’t ask for her.
And I sure as hell didn’t plan to miss her when she walked out of my front door.
Now, if I want to keep her, I have to straighten myself out and earn her. I can’t screw this up.
Because if I do, I’ll lose more than just Lia.
I’ll lose my life.
I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.
“You’d lay your very life down for that one thing, that one person who was worthy of your love and attention.”
I am going to attempt to make this review as spoiler free as I can. The reader should live this book. Not just read it. This is Damian’s story of redemption, hope, understanding, and learning to love again. Learning that his heart has so much room for love. That his heart is capable of loving and receiving love. If I could use one word to describe this book it would be breathtaking. And because this story MOVED me, I have more than one word to describe it...brilliant, beautiful, thought provoking.
“Letting someone go doesn’t mean you forget them. It means you love them from here and move on with your life like they would have wanted.”
Several years later, Damian is in college and is still left broken. Shattered. In pieces. He is not over death and how much it continues to plague his life. He continues his path on self destruction. Not caring about the consequences. He just wants to be numb. He wants his pain to go away. As usual, the numbness comes in the form of women and alcohol. Nothing brings solace. Nothing brings peace. Until her. She comes into his life with a force. When he least expects it.
“But I’m ready. I’m so ready to move on. Because after so much darkness, I finally see the light.”
After I finished reading Love Always, Damian I went back and read the synopsis. And I got CHILLS. It makes so much more sense now. But you will not understand the power in those words until you read Damian’s story. Lia is mentioned. Lia is a huge part of this book you never see coming. He is his light. She wakes up his dark heart. She gives him hope, a second chance. Lia becomes his reason. She becomes his life. But he could lose Lia. She’s not his to keep. And that is what scares him most of all.
“The spark had been lit, and even though it didn’t last, I was glad to see it could still burn. Her fire gave me hope that some day I’d be okay too.”
You feel the moment something shifts in Damian. You actually feel the guards around his heart coming down, slowly. In pieces. There is SO much more that happens in this story, but it’s not mine to tell. It’s Damian’s. His journey will make you feel things you never thought you could. It will change you, make you question life and love. Even death. This damaged soul has so much love to give. So much life to live. And when he loves? It’s forever. He loves with conviction. With truth. He loves fiercely.
“It’s because we understand each other. Because when we’re together, we’re whole.”
Damian, you are a beautiful and pure soul. The (literary) world is so fortunate to have someone with a heart like yours. A heart so full of love. More than any of us could even imagine. Despite the darkness, I see him. She sees him. And loves him through his darkness. Her heart knows his. And who is she? Well she belongs to Damian of course. She always has.
“I’m tired of breathing without him.”
If there is one thing I can say about this author is that she makes you FEEL. Throughout everything, you are immersed into the emotions of the characters. You are happy when they’re happy. You cry when they cry. And when they feel pain? You feel that too. The words in this story are full of purpose. They have such meaning. And if you’ve read the first book, your heart will consume Damian’s story. I never thought I could love Damian more than I did before, but I do. Thank you to the author for writing such a moving story.
And Damian? You are in my heart. Forever.
It takes me an hour to get to the cemetery. After Mom and Liam died, I never stepped foot here. Not until Kate convinced me to come. It had been one of her five wishes. One through three I’d done because she was with me. Because I loved her. I promised her number four, so I followed through. Number five, though?
Number five is impossible.
I come here often now—day, night, whenever I need to be close to her. Even in death, Kate draws me in. To this place where she’d only trodden once when she was alive.
I grab the three bouquets of flowers from the passenger seat and swing the door open. When Kate brought me here four years ago, I barely managed to get out of the car. Now it’s easy.
Too fucking easy.
I don’t even think about coming anymore. It’s automatic. Routine, like my nightly shots of whiskey.
It shouldn’t be like this. In three short years I lost the three people I loved most. Death sucks, and I’ve had my fill.
I slam the door closed and tread over the grass. The three identical stones jut up from the ground, and even when I’m here after dark, I don’t have a problem seeing them. They’re etched into my memory.
The idea to have Kate buried here beside my mother and brother was entirely mine and entirely selfish. The Browdys had asked me to help with her funeral arrangements, and other than the time of the graveside service, this had been my only request. This way she’d be close to me.
Shade from the elder tree casts a shadow over them. I stand inside its cover from the sun, facing the cold memorials. These pieces of granite have no real connection with the people they were.
Hell, they didn’t even pick them out. Didn’t see them, yet their names, dates of birth and death are etched into them as if they’d been owned by those they claim to represent.
Cemeteries—these stones—aren’t for the dead.
No, they’re for the living.
My gaze trails over the Celtic symbols engraved at the center of each one. Identical to the tattoos inked into my body. Faith. Brotherhood. Hope.
My eyes linger on Kate’s as they usually do, and the memory of when I’d given her the trinity heart necklace pours over me.
“It’s the Celtic symbol for hope. Now you’ll always know where to find it,” I’d told her.
Damn. I’d given it to her so she’d think of me whenever she needed me, but really, it was I who needed her.
I take a deep breath to hold myself together. I lost everything the day Kate died.
I rake a hand through my hair and shut my eyes. Out here, away from everyone, I don’t have to pretend that I have a fucking clue how to live without her.
Out here, it’s just me.
In front of Kate’s gravestone, I lower myself to the ground, dropping the flowers at my side. My chest is empty, yet somehow, it hurts. It’s the same damn thing year after year—aching to see her smile at me just one more time. One more and I’d be satisfied, I tell myself.
I know it’s a lie because one more smile from her would never be enough. I need to touch her, run my fingers over her warm skin and protect the hell out of her.
But I’m a failure. I had the power within me, in my blood, to save her, and I failed.
I can barely see the inches in front of me as I break down. Four years ago, my father sat here with me and told me the pain would never go away, but it would lessen over time.
What a load of bullshit; the pain has only grown.
“I miss you so damn much, Katie,” I say even though she can’t hear me. And that thought kicks me in the gut as much as anything. No matter what I say to her now, she’ll never know any of it.
I slide my fingertips over her name: Kathryn “Katie” Browdy. Seventeen short years on this earth and I only had her last months. They were the best months of my life.
I sit with her until the sun begins to send streaks of gold over the horizon. Even though Kate would be disappointed, I need to pick up more liquor before I head home. I have to have something to get me through this pain.
A gust of wind rustles the dead flowers I left on their graves last week. I scoop them up and replace them with the fresh ones I brought. Daisies for my mother, some generic flowers he wouldn’t give a shit about for Liam, and red roses for Kate.
Always red roses for my Katie.
“Love you, Mom,” I murmur, fanning out the daisies in the vase beside her headstone.
Then I move onto Liam’s. “Take care of my girl, man,” I tell him, then I remember how I’d taken care of his. “But if you touch her, I’ll fucking kill you.”
I squat down and lay Kate’s roses at the base of her stone. There’s nothing I could say to her that I haven’t already said a million times. So I settle for the words I couldn’t say until just before she died. “I love you, baby. I’ll always love you.”
I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.
“Forget me not.”
I replied aloud, “Never.”
Forgotten Treasures is a mesmerizing read that surrounds a woman that wakes up in a hospital with no memory of her life. Not even her name. She has been in a coma for a month and no one has come to claim her. During her stay in the hospital, she befriends a young hospital volunteer named Grady. Their friendship comes easy. When it’s time for the woman to leave the hospital, she has nowhere to go. Grady is not about to let the young woman be alone, so he takes her in. With no name, Grady calls her Freckles At his home, she meets his step brother, Brandt. There is an instant attraction with these two, and the young woman finds it overwhelming, yet she feels at peace.
“I had torn paper wings, and he was slowly putting them back together.”
A town tragedy has left the boys broken, their spirits shattered. But they see a second chance in Freckles. While they do not admit their past all at once, it slowly unravels adding complex layers to the story and the reader is immersed in the tragedy that still leaves Grady and Brandt raw. Forgotten Treasures is a story of love and loss. And that despite what life throws at you, LIVING is the only way you are going to get through the darkness.
“Because anybody that can save me the way you did was meant to stay.”
Overall it was an intriguing story, but I felt I lacked a connection to the story at times. I wanted to feel more. Don’t get me wrong. What happens is a tragedy and the three people in this book truly attest to the resiliency of the human spirit. And that love always finds it’s way back no matter the circumstance. I just wanted to feel rather than be told their story. There are many twists and turns in the story that made it hard for me to even put the book down. The author was creative in not only her pacing of the story, but how she effortlessly moved back and forth between past and present allowing the reader to get lost in the lives of the character. While the premise of the story was brilliant, I also found that I needed more. More of an emotional connection to the story and the characters. Nonetheless, I did find it to be well written and the words were my favorite part. All of them. Her writing style was something I enjoyed. If you are a lover of stories with second chances at life and love, then Forgotten Treasures is a definite read.
*I received a copy in exchange for an honest review.*
Forgotten Treasures was my first book by D. Hart. It was an interesting read and my need to discover Baylor’s past kept me turning the pages.
This book deals with many issues, love, loss, devastation, and new beginnings. The story opens with Baylor waking from a coma and suffering amnesia. It was clear something horrible had happened, I did think her actions upon leaving the hospital were questionable, I did get that Grady and Brandt had to be introduced into the story but I wondered if anyone really would shack up with a stranger after discovering they can’t remember their own identity.
As I read on, small clues were dropped and it led to the bigger picture being revealed. Forgotten Treasures really tugs on the heartstring, pair that with an event in the story being based on a community tragedy and I was reaching for the hankies. That portion of the story really worked and I felt for Baylor and everyone affected.
The romance element was a tricky one for me. Brandt and Baylor’s attraction was instant in the beginning and then Baylor’s life was told in a series of flashbacks therefore I didn’t ever really feel her attraction or love because we were told it like a story as she recalled her previous life. That was all I wanted more of but other than that it was a heartwarming tale and one many people will fall in love with.
Forgotten Treasures is different from your average romance and you need to check it out.
and so many other ordinary things.
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Blog Tour – ‘The Happy Ever Afterlife of Rosie Potter (RIP)’ by Kate Winter @KatiCut @littlebookcafe
I'm sure there is nothing worse than waking up dead, and that is exactly what happens to Rosie Potter. Thinking at first she is suffering from a very bad hangover. However Rosie soon realises that is the least of her worries as she is, in fact, dead suffering from amnesia, and unable to move on. When it become that all is not what it seem it becomes her mission with the help of an unexpected ally to discover whom, how & why she is dead.
The story is told from Rosie's POV, and I won't say much about it as I don't want to give away spoilers. I will say don't let the title put you off as despite the subject matter that yes Rosie Potter is dead. It's not as dark as you may expect; it is a lighthearted & entertaining. Just look at the colourful cover, it's not one that screams Doom and gloom. Now is it?
I loved Rosie’s wit, sense of humor, vibrant personality and her determination. There were some touching moments between her and other characters as they come to turns with the realization her life is now sadly over.
Rosie was an entertaining character, and I have to say so were many of the secondary characters that live in the quiet Irish Village of Ballycarragh. Loved the banter between these characters they made me laugh many times. Apart from the odd one or two who I wanted to slap! I liked them all, especially Charles I won't say much about him, but he was a sweetheart, and I did have a soft spot for him.
Overall this was a heartwarming, humorous and touching read with a paranormal element. I did like the twist at the end and was certainly unexpected. I have to say thought I knew who killed Rosie’s, but I was wrong. It did make me think of the film Ghost as the premise was similar, but as this is one of my favourite films (I love Patrick Swayze) I didn’t care.
The Happy Ever Afterlife of Rosie Potter (RIP) was Kate Winter’s debut novel I was truly impressed, and I liked her writing style it was witty and engaging from the start. Kate has written a story that yes, did make me think that life can be short, and maybe we shouldn't take everything for granted, as we don't know what's around the corner. But that being said it wasn’t in depressing way and after reading the lovely epilogue I was left with a smile on my face. I enjoyed being on Rosie’s life-affirming and romantic journey.
I’m looking forward to reading Kate’s next book.
Oh, and would I like to see what people think about me after I have gone? Mmmm I’m not too sure.
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Kate Winter is a journalist, novelist and storyteller from the North West of Ireland who was lucky enough to grow up with no TV (though she didn't consider it a lucky break at the time) and lots of books. After graduating from University of Ulster with first class honours and the Ulster Television Award for her BA in Media Studies, Kate promptly forged a glittering career for herself in waitressing. Then one day, beside a swimming pool in Australia, Kate decided it was time to write a book. The Happy Ever Afterlife of Rosie Potter (RIP) is Kate's debut novel.
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Blog Tour ~ All Played Out by @CoraCarmack includes Derna's review, Excerpt and Giveaway. @InkSlingerPR
I just love when I get the chance to finish one book in a series and move straight on to the next book in the series. And less the twenty-four hours after finishing All Broke Down I started All Played Out the third in Cora Cormack, Rusk University Series. And like the previous books in the series I enjoyed it.
All Played Out is about a girl with a “to do” list and a hot sexy jock who wants to help her complete it. It should be relatively, easy but as they start to cross off her “to do” list it leads to something more than they were both expecting.
“There’s no predicting it… How one thing can affect your life. …There’s no way to know until it’s too late…Life a bitch like that”
Antonella (Nell) De Luca Dylan’s roommate I just loved her, her awkwardness, and her shyness. She was smart, and a little nerdy. I have to say she reminded me at times of a cross between my favorite nerdy couple Sheldon Cooper and Amy Farrah Fowler. I think it was the way she would analyze her feelings and emotions. Her ‘To Do’ list was great!! We should all make one ;)
“My brain has never been a problem. But my heart is an equation I don’t know how to solve”
Mateo Torres is the hot sexy Jock! Awww, I was a big fan of his too. He was confident, outgoing, spontaneous, funny, a charmer, and he liked to be the life and soul of the party. He has magnetic personally, and I could see why Nell was attractive to him. He’s been hurt before, he has regrets, and has made mistakes, but with Nell there is the feeling that this could be his second chance.
“Be worthy of her. Not by playing football or pretending to be something you’re not. By being the man she makes you fell like you are. Strung and smart and kind and so damn lucky to have her”
I enjoyed the storyline; it was warmhearted easy sexy read, which was low on the drama. Cora always creates entertaining characters and Nell, and Matto were no different. They may have been opposites, but they worked, they brought out the best in each other,
Because Mateo Torres is loud, and I’m quiet. Because he’s reckless, and I’m cautious. Because he belongs everywhere, and I don’t.
I love the chemistry that they had. I adored seeing how being around Mattoe helped Nell’s shyness disappear, and her confidence grow. And the way being around Nell helped Mattoe realize what he wanted, to see the bigger picture. Their friendship/relationship was funny and sweet. The romance was hot and sexy, and Mateo did leave me grinning a few times.
“I’ve been thinking about kissing you again since the moment our last kiss stopped”
“Each time he touches me, each time he says something, it feels like I’m whispering against dynamite, like I’m a hairsbreadth away from utter destruction.”
I’m enjoying this football series, and I can’t wait to read Stella’s book All Closed Off. My only disappointment is that it’s not due to releases until 2016. However, I think it’s going to be worth the wait as I have a feeling that going to be heartfelt, and emotional. If you’re a fan of Cora Cormack, then this series is for you. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.
I’ve always gone out of my way to avoid situations that might stir up that kind of reaction. When I was getting picked on in middle school, I found a teacher willing to let me eat lunch in her classroom during her off period. I didn’t really do much dating in high school, because the few times I tried, I couldn’t handle the stress of not knowing what would happen next. The mere possibility of embarrassing myself was always enough to make me run in the other direction. I didn’t take any chances. Not that kind at least. And now it seems as if my social life is not the only department where I’m playing catch-up.
Welcome to Humiliation. Population: Me.
Thankfully, I’m so miserable that the next few minutes only occur in bursts and patches for me. When I next lift my eyes, Dylan is there, and we’re inside the apartment. I blink, and I’m in my room. It’s dark, only the lamp by my bed providing light, and she’s dabbing at my forehead with a damp cloth that feels like heaven.
“Why did I do this?” I groan. “Why does anyone do this?”
She doesn’t laugh, though I can tell she wants to.
“Hindsight is twenty-twenty.”
“I hate that saying.”
“But it’s the truth.”
“I hate the truth.”
She does laugh then.
“Why did you do it?” she asks. “I tried to ask Matt, but he sounds like a yeti when he’s this drunk. I couldn’t make out anything he said.”
“I hate yetis,” I mumble.
“Yes, well, before you say you hate water, drink this.”
She tilts my head up to meet a glass, and half the water ends up running down my neck. And I do, indeed, hate water.
The only thing I don’t hate is sleep. Sleep will take away the churning in my stomach, and the awful taste in my mouth, and the flushed heat I know is still marring my skin.
Maybe I’ll wake up, and this will all have been a dream. I won’t have thrown up in front of the people I’m trying to make my new friends. I wouldn’t have told the most attractive guy to ever show any interest in me that I’m a virgin.
Maybe I’ll wake up to find that this whole list thing was a long, elaborate dream, and I can go back to being blissfully weird and antisocial and ...
Somewhere between one forced sip of water and the next, I must fall asleep, because I wake up after what feels like hours to the sound of my door closing. Probably just Dylan checking on me, but I’m struggling to find the motivation to move my head the six inches it will take to confirm this suspicion.
Eventually, my bed shifts, slanting to one side, and my head ends up turning of its own volition. I decide I’m dreaming when I see who’s seated beside me, because there’s no way Torres would be in my room after everything that just happened. I’m sure Dylan wouldn’t even let him in. I decide that this must be my subconscious, trying to give me one last good-bye, unreal though it may be.
“I brought you some food,” he says.
I groan. My dream can’t even do me the courtesy of giving me a pleasant last memory. Or is it normal to be drunk in your dreams when you’re drunk in real life?
He breaks the corner off a bread stick and holds it up to my lips. I don’t open.
“Trust me,” he says. “I know you’re tired and probably miserable, but this will help. And the more food and water we get into you now, the less you’ll hate yourself in the morning.”
“Already hate myself,” I say, but I take a bite of the bread stick he’s offering. It takes me forever to chew it, and when I’m done, he holds up another. Grudgingly, I eat it.
“That’s my girl.” And now I know it’s a dream.
He offers me water, and I take it, if only to wash down the bread.
“What happened to our deal?” he asks, and he sounds almost angry. “If you’d waited for me, I could’ve taken care of you. Made sure you didn’t drink too much.”
Since it’s a dream, I don’t see the point in being dishonest.
“I don’t want you to help me with the list.”
“Why not?” Yeah. He’s definitely angry.
“Because I don’t want you to think I’m a loser.”
“Damn it. I think a lot of things about you, Nell. Some of them are certainly not nice, but trust me, they’re all complimentary.” I shake my head, too tired to pick out the meaning of his words. “You’re not a loser, Nell. And I’m going to help you with that list whether you like it or not. I didn’t like coming into your apartment and seeing you with that guy. I don’t like that he’s the one who you shared this first with. I want your firsts.”
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Title: Shattered (Inevitable #3)
Author: Janet Nissenson
Publication Date: May 5, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Angela Del Carlo has been living half a life, ever since he walked out on her, shattering her entire existence and leaving her to cope with picking up the fragments. Nothing seems to matter much anymore, and her life is a drab existence of work, run, repeat. She’s forgotten how to laugh, how to love, and even how to live. Most days she’s little more than a ghost.
Nick Manning’s life has been one lived without compromise, without rules, and without regrets. Except for his one weakness, his one regret – Angela. What he did to her still tugs at his conscience, still fills him with remorse, and continues to haunt his dreams. But he stays away, knowing that he can never be the man she needs or give her what she deserves.
But when fate intervenes and Angela’s and Nick’s paths cross again, she’s determined not to surrender her soul to the devil ever again, while he’s desperate to have his angel back in his arms – even if it means changing the rules to get it done.
Angela Del Carlo is merely living. She is a shadow of her former self. No longer the person she was at work and with her friends. She fell for hot, self-absorbed, womanizer, Nick Manning. Her love for him crushed her. Her sprit. Non-existent. She was left shattered after their arrangement was no longer working for him. You watch a beautiful woman become a shell of her former self. You feel for her. Yet you understand her pull towards to this man. His heart has walls but you could feel her penetrating those walls every time they were together.
We meet Angela in the previous books in this series. If you have not read them, this book can definitely be read as a standalone. We know that Angela was hurt. Badly. But we don’t understand the depth of her broken heart until her story. Their story.The author flawlessly moves between past and present as we are immersed in the lives of the characters where you watch a woman break and get put back together by the same person that shattered her into pieces.
Shattered is a love story about two flawed human beings. Two damaged souls. It is a REAL love story. A journey. For love is not rainbows and flowers. And this story effortlessly shows how even a devastating journey to love can be worth it. That our past may try to shape us, but with love, anything is possible. So why do you want to read a story about a woman’s broken heart and the man who did it? Because there is such TRUTH in this story. Angela and Nick? They’re people. And people are capable of mistakes. We mess up. But broken people? They hurt. They mess up too. Sometimes more. How can you truly love someone when you never felt love yourself? But you can. And they did. Love saves.
Shattered is a bit different than the other books in this series, but nonetheless it is brilliant and you may question your own thoughts and ideas of love. Love is not something in a pretty box, with a big pink bow. That is not Nick and Angela’s story. Their story has many layers. I love that the author never sugarcoated anything in their story. Their love is raw, genuine, intense, and overwhelming.
As usual, the writing of this story is flawless in it’s delivery. Effortless in the way the author allows you to fall for her imperfect characters. While the author herself mentions that this is not like the others in the series, I commend her from being different. It shows her versatility in writing a story. She understands that love and romance is not one dimensional. If only author authors considered that in their writing. Shattered is darker, yet more emotional, but still sexy as her other reads. If you have never read anything by this author you are missing out. I look forward to the next book in this series.
And then had come the time in her life she merely referred to as “the year” – though in actuality it had only been eleven months and five days. It had been the only time in her life when she’d felt truly alive, truly fulfilled, even though there had also been countless days during the same year when she’d felt helpless and out of control. And since then, she’d spent every day trying to claw her way out of the depths of hell that she’d fallen into when the ill-fated affair had ended so horribly.
But now, for the first time in years, she was beginning to find hope. That fleeting sensation of something that she’d felt earlier today during her run had been hovering on the outskirts of her emotions for a little while now, and she wasn’t sure whether to embrace it fully and welcome it in, or shove it brutally aside so she could continue to wallow in her sorrow.
Janet is a lifelong resident of the San Francisco Bay Area, and currently resides on the northern California coast with her husband Steve and Golden Retriever Max. She worked for more than two decades in the financial services industry before turning her focus to producing running events. She is a former long-distance runner, current avid yoga practitioner, is addicted to Pinterest, likes to travel and read. She has been writing for more than three decades but Serendipity is her first official published work. She plans five more books in the Inevitable series, with each one a standalone with new lead characters, so no cliffhangers or waiting months to see what happens next!
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Title: Love is Louder
Author: Antoinette Candela
Book Tour: May 4 – May 15
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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When does love fall apart? Do you see it? Do you feel it? Can you save it?
When two worlds collide it sets off an unlikely chain of events, creating temptations and feelings that did not exist and changing the course of two random strangers.
A crumbling marriage to a successful husband,
A man fighting to keep his family together,
Two people looking to reconcile and bury their past lives.
Lives comes together that would never have been, where one secret will turn their worlds upside down.
What happens when the truth is finally exposed?
Will both sides end up hurt and alone?
When does love reappear? Do you see it? Do you feel it? Do you fight for it?
Love is beautiful.
Love is quiet.
Love is ugly.
Love is Louder.
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Title: Trust (Temptation #3)
Author: Ella Frank
Release Date: May 3, 2015
TRUST – verb: to believe in the reliability, truth, or strength of another.
Up until now, Logan Mitchell has never had much of a reason to trust anyone.
Having struggled with a self-identity crisis throughout college, he’s spent the years since then creating a sophisticated facade to present to the world.
It’s an armor he thought was impenetrable—until he met Tate Morrison.
The gorgeous, headstrong bartender he’d sat across from only months ago has taken a tight hold of his heart, and Logan is discovering that it’s time to let go.
It’s time to let someone inside.
After years of placing his dreams on hold for his family, Tate has finally chosen to do what makes him happy and follow his heart.
The one thing he never would’ve imagined was that it would lead him into the arms of a man—and not just any man—the striking, never-takes-no-for-an-answer Logan Mitchell.
Tate has fallen hard, and as his world is turned on its axis and they move forward together, he finds his life becoming more entwined with the confident, successful lawyer.
Even though neither man expected the other, it’s time to trust in their relationship—but not everything comes so easily…
I finished Trust with my heart full and tears in my eyes. What a beautiful, unforgettable journey of two human beings that absolutely shatter anything you thought you knew about love. It’s power. It’s resiliency. You have no idea. Not until you read this book.
“I never imagined it could be like this. Not for me. And certainly not with you.”
Trust begins where Take left off. Logan and Tate are forced to deal with the realization of their love for each other. And what it all means. To them and to others. While their love for each other is challenged with life’s obstacles, their love always remains. Ella Frank is truly queen of capturing passion and intimacy in an erotic story. Tate and Logan do not hold back in Trust. While their sexy scenes are the hottest things you will EVER read, they are beautifully intimate and take on such a deep meaning this time around. And yes, if you didn’t think Logan and Tate could get any hotter, they do.
“I’ve never been more sure of another person in all my life.”
If you think you understand the depth of love between Logan and Tate, you are sadly mistaken. Try and Take simply scratch the surface. Their love goes deep. Life tests them. It tests their foundation of their love for each other. Their love is questioned. They are questioned. And then, only then that you truly comprehend their love and all it is capable of. I will not go into details, but just know that what you think you know about love? You’re wrong. THIS BOOK. It goes where love doesn’t go. A place where you never thought you’d ever find love. They love with a love so deep, you feel it. In your bones. In your soul. It will overwhelm you, consume you. The raw emotions in Trust gave me LIFE. To experience such a raw and intimate journey between two beautiful human beings made my heart beat.
“Because before this, I didn’t know you were essential for me.”
Trust was absolute perfection. Flawless. Let’s talk about the dedication, shall we? ALL. THE. FEELS. The writing is brilliant and felt effortless. You live their story. If you loved Try and Take, Trust is going to simply leave you breathless. But don’t worry. Funny, arrogant Logan continues to stay true to character. I laughed out loud. Several times. There is some serious GROWTH this time around. Logan and Tate are stronger. Reading this story? It was a privilege. Meeting Logan and Tate has forever changed my life. Any belief or lack there of I’ve ever had in love in now ten fold because of them.
“After I saw you, there was no one else.”
I would love to give the author a standing ovation for writing a story that truly attests to the truth that love is love. And love recognizes it’s soul in another. Nothing matters. Because love only sees the one it belongs to. Nothing else. If love could speak, it would whisper the names of Logan and Tate. For they loved hard. They loved LOUDLY.
When I first started this series by reading TRY, I had no idea the love affair that would transpire between me and these books and these characters. Logan and Tate have become a part of my life and I truly think that Ella Frank has captured something so amazing with their story. It's SO much more than an M/M erotic romance. It's actually laid out pretty perfectly in the three titles TRY, TAKE, & TRUST-- along with a lot of compromise and sacrifice and even some redemption this third book in the series had me going through every emotion possible. I even read it super slow just because I knew it was ending.
The thing that I loved the most was watching Logan and Tate navigate through new obstacles in this book. Watching them grow and change and develop was so enjoyable and truly made the story complete.
I love that when forced to deal with some pretty awful crap from his mother-- Logan completely shuts down. And Tate mans up and calls him out on it not allowing Logan to be a hypocrite about his "no silences" rule. Logan being bossy is one of my most favorite things, but Logan being bossed around by Tate is a close second. And his vulnerable side makes me melt every time. Tate was freaking amazing too. He really turned on the jets and took charge quite often, not to mention he's quite the risk taker when it comes to sexy time in odd places. Both of these guys had me shaking my head with laughter at times.
Speaking of sexy times. Woahhhhh. This book is so genuinely and originally erotic. When I read Ella's books it's like nothing I've ever read before. The quality level of carnal intimacy is so perfectly done and it screams everything that we've learned to know and love about Logan and Tate. Reading these two together is the perfect euphoric ride. And I'm just gonna say two words. Mirror sex.
I won't ever post spoilers but just know that this book is going to shake you to your core if you are a fan of this series. It is honestly so beautifully written and I'm just so grateful that I got to experience all of it. I think that Ella Frank is something pretty special and I can't wait to see what she does next. If you have questions about this series. DON'T. It is absolutely fabulous.
“No, I’m fucking not,” Logan said as he fingered the curls by Tate’s ear. “And you know it.”
“What would you do if I did shave my head?”
“Kill you? And likely get away with it since I have connections to a very reputable law firm.”
Tate chuckled and shoved Logan until he was on his back beside him. “Be serious.”
Logan turned his head on the pillow and ran his eyes over Tate’s full head of hair. Then he returned his gaze to the eyes watching him. “I would quite possibly cry. For days.”
“Over my hair? It does grow back, you know.”
“Yeah, but not for months,” he grumbled. “Can you please stop talking so calmly about this? You’re making me nervous.”
Tate shifted until his long, lean body was stretched out above him, and Logan widened his legs to allow him to settle in between.
“Don’t worry,” Tate assured him as he lowered his head to kiss the corner of his mouth. He then moved those teasing lips to Logan’s ear and whispered, “I like your hands in it too much to cut it off.”
Logan threaded his fingers through the thick waves and asked, “Like this?”
With a groan, Tate rocked his hips against him, and Logan twisted his fingers tighter.
“Exactly like that.”
“Good,” he said as he wound his legs around Tate’s. “Because this way, I can have a tight hold on you when you’re trying to distract me. I’m onto you, Mr. Morrison. Don’t try to use your body against me.”
He almost lost his willpower when Tate, the cocky fucker, placed his hands on either side of his head and rubbed their erections together.
“You don’t want me to use my body on you?”
“Fuck you,” Logan said, knowing full well that, if he didn’t change the subject or get Tate the hell off him, he was going to roll him over and cease talking altogether.
Usually he’d love nothing more, but right now, he wanted to know why Tate had reacted so strongly to his question from last night—well, early morning.
“We need to talk.”
Ella Frank is a #1 Amazon Bestselling Author. She writes both contemporary and erotic fiction and is best known for her Exquisite and Temptation Series.
The minute she began her love affair with reading, she became and avid supporter of the romance genre and has never looked back.
Ella is Australian born and bred but currently resides in Hillsboro, Portland with her husband.
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Title: Beyond These Walls (Within These Walls #2)
Author: J.L. Berg
Release Date: April 21, 2015
Happily ever after.
That was what we were supposed to have.
Pudding cups, sandy toes and a lifetime of making each and every one of our dreams come true—that is the future I’d promised her.
I could see it in my dreams, hold it in my hands, but then I watched as all of our hopes and wishes suddenly slipped through my fingers like sand.
I thought the worst was behind us, but what if we’d just delayed the inevitable?
They say love can overcome any obstacle. But can it survive death?
The breathtaking love story of Lailah and Jude concludes in Beyond These Walls.
Beyond These Walls takes us into the life of Jude and Lailah and their after. We experience the challenges of a young couple that never thought love could ever be possible. A boy who merely existed. A girl who didn’t truly live. There is so much more to their story and their future.
“But you pulled me out of the darkness.”
You felt the apprehension of Jude and Lailah to be happy. Always waiting for the the shoe to drop. While their life seemed perfect, there are so many factors that can impact their life with each other and happiness. When choices need to be made, you feel their inner struggle to cope and understand what life has thrown their way once again. But their love never faltered. It was always constant. Their love was consuming and continued to shatter obstacles. But what happens when the obstacle means life or death? What if that obstacle threatens their foundation? What else can Jude and Lailah survive now?
“I realized that I could do nothing for the rest of my existence but tell you how much I love you, and it still wouldn’t be an accurate measurement of what I feel for you. My love is immeasurable, infinite and always evolving and you have it, all of it...”
Oh Jude. If any man could ever love me half as much as you love Lailah, I would be the luckiest girl in the world. Jude loves fiercely. Loudly. His love cannot be explained by words. Because there are no words for his love. His heart simply speaks his love for Lailah with every heartbeat. His love for her knows no boundaries. And Lailah? She demonstrates such strength this time around. Even more so than the first book. I was in awe of her character. Once again the author immerses us within the world of Jude and Lailah and this was a touching continuation of their story. Their powerful story of love, hope, and survival was full of raw emotion.
"I know you think that I saved you, but in all honestly, it was you who saved me..."
Love truly saves. Jude and Lailah saved each other. In so many ways. You don’t really understand the depth of their love and how much they truly mean to the other until you read Beyond These Walls. Jude was in perpetual darkness and it wasn’t until Lailah that he saw any kind of light. And Jude reminded her that there is life beyond the walls of the hospital. He recognized his own fear in her. But she made him want to be whole again. He wanted to FEEL again. Jude and Lailah’s story will challenge your ideas of love and what it can truly survive. The author doesn’t hold back with this story. That crazy thing called life? Jude and Lailah have endured so much within the limited time they’ve spent on this earth. But with love they overcame. For love truly conquers.
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