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Tattooed Emotions is book One in the Tattooed Series by Alicia Rae. As I'm a fan of Alicia, I was looking forward to sitting down on a lazy afternoon to read this one.
Raelyn Jennings has been given a second chance at life. She had gone through a tough time and, as a result, it has left her guarded with her heart, and fearful of what the future hold that is until she meets Damien Heathman.
“It was as though he’d been given the power to make me feel, to awaken my empty soul and bring light to it”
Damien is sexy and confident alpha, who knows what he wants, and once he meets Raelyn, he knows she is what he wants and will do all he can to get her. Damien but has dark secrets of his own, and a painful past one that still haunts.
“Take me as I am, Raelyn”
Tattooed Emotions is an emotional, touching story about love, second chances, moving on from the past, fear, and trust. My heart went out to Raelyn with all that she has gone through. I loved her fighting spirit. I love Damien’s sexy and dominant side, but I also love his protecting and compassionate side with Raelyn. Raelyn and Damien are perfect together, their chemistry is undeniable, their passion is intense, their connection was strong, and the pull that they felt for each other was even stronger.
“My breathing slightly hitched when our bare skin connected. The delicious spark of electricity passed between us, and there were simply no words to describe it”
Overall, I enjoyed this one. Alicia with her amazing writing has done a great job of making me feel for these characters, as their emotions are real. The storyline flowed well and kept my interest from the very first page. There is a cliffhanger ending, but in true Alicia style it is not one the left, me wanting to throw my Kindle. It was one that left me looking forward to November when Raelyn and Damien story will be continued. I have a feeling it will be another emotional read, especially when we learn about Damien dark secrets and painful past.
Tattooed Emotions definitely one to one click today!
Alicia Rae is a Contemporary Romance Author who lives in Dekalb, Illinois, with her husband and three beautiful boys. Alicia has a passion for reading all types of romance, writing to bring a story to life, and photography.
Thank you to my dear sister, Kels, who showed me a few years ago how much I truly missed reading. And to my loving husband, for not throwing away my Nook, and planting the seed of writing in my mind. I am forever grateful. Xo
Readers, words cannot thank you enough for supporting me along this incredible journey. I hope you enjoy my novels as much as I do writing them. I thank each and every one of you.
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Title: Unfolding Desires (Undone #3)
Author: Kristy Love
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 10, 2015
I’d been hurt. But then again, what girl hasn’t?
I wouldn’t let myself fall again.
I was smarter than that.
Used them before they used me—live the way I wanted.
No man was worth a broken heart.
David seemed the perfect match for me.
He scared me and thrilled me.
Tested me and saved me.
But bad habits were hard to break.
Love wasn’t worth the fall.
* * *
Roxie stormed into my life, demanded my attention.
She’d built thick walls around her heart.
I needed to demolish them and claim her.
She fought me at every turn—refused to be tamed.
I wanted her to be mine.
The course of my life changed.
I made selfish decisions.
Lost my way.
I couldn’t hold onto her.
My mistakes haunted me.
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I have loved this author’s writing since the first time I read one of her books. Her writing evokes emotions. It places you in the story and within the hearts of her characters. Unfolding Desires was no different.
“I wanted a love that made my heart soar and my knees quake.”
Roxie is left heartbroken. Her love for a man shattered by a secret. Something he never admitted to her nor himself. You do not see this coming. Determined to get on with her life, she vows that no man is ever worth the fall. She doesn’t do relationships. She gets what she wants from men and moves on. David is a bit of a womanizer. He seeks one thing and moves on. When David meets Roxie, sparks fly. They spend one night of passion together. It’s a night that shakes both of them to their core. Neither one expected a connection. But it’s there. They feel it in their heart beats. But hearts can be broken. And who wants to deal with that...again?
“The thought of being David’s only...it was more than I could ever hope for.”
Circumstances bring David and Roxie back into each other’s lives. They never have forgotten the one night where their souls connected. Where they wanted more. But broken hearts don’t seek out love. For love destroys. The attraction still remains. The pursuit is entertaining. I loved watching them fall for the other. It's endearing. Special. It made me smile. Laugh out loud. I was with them as they handed the other their heart. But when tragedy strikes, choices are made. Was love really worth it?
“My heart softened and fully entwined with hers. She became a part of me, one I never wanted to leave.”
I would describe the love between Roxie and David as magnetic. Magical, overwhelming, fierce. Your heart beats with them. Their love was profound, and all consuming. So when Roxie says love wasn’t worth the fall, it’s because David had yet to be the one to catch her. Until now. He loves her fiercely, he loves her softly. He loves her through the walls she has placed around her heart. His love knows no boundaries. His love is everything she ever desired and more. Roxie’s love for David is strong, unwavering, and never ending. Despite the choices made, their love always remained. Even when challenged. Their story is SO much more than a second chance at love. It's much deeper than that.
“With you, it’s different. I want it all. I want your smiles, your laughter, even your tears.”
The writing in this story is moving. The author effortlessly writes a book with characters that make you believe in love and all it entails. How love can change a person’s heart, how love heals. How much love makes you feel. While I consider this to be lighter than the first two books in the series (can be read as a standalone), Kristy Love has a true talent for writing heart stopping romance. Her words are meaningful, inspiring, and will leave you breathless.
“You never fail to take my breath away.”
I laughed, I loved, I lived. I hoped. Unfolding Desires was a beautiful and poignant story about choosing to love whole heartedly while risking the chance of someone breaking your heart. But love is always worth it. Love perseveres. It overcomes. Love bears all. Love wins. Always.
Screw Harper and her stupid self. I leaned my chin into my palm, a polite smile plastered on my face. Her best intentions aside, I was out on a blind date, which she set
up. I nodded and laughed softly, trying to appear that I gave a shit about this guy.
I made the mistake of telling her all the feelings and thoughts swirling through me as I watched my sister and her husband. She immediately told me she had the perfect guy for me. He was, according to her, sexy, interesting, and not the victim of a lobotomy. My number one requirement in men was that they not be boring or stupid.
His name was George. And George fell so far short of that hopeful mark that he set a new IQ low. I was amazed he could chew and talk at the same time without choking on his food. He was doing a good job of spraying it all over the table, and me.
I was going to kill Harper.
“Do you want to go back to my place and wrestle in the sheets?” George asked. Apparently he thought he was able to charm the panties off any woman.
“Oh, George, I’m not that kind of girl.” He didn’t need to know that I was exactly that kind of girl. I wanted to escape his bad jokes and stupidity. This date cured me of any misguided desire to have something more with anyone.
I let him pay the bill and then followed him outside with enough distance between us to keep from touching. Was stupid contagious? I didn’t want to find out.
As soon as we exited the restaurant, George leaned in to kiss me and I jerked away as though he were on fire. “I’ll see you around, George.” I left him there, his lips puckered and ready to launch.
I sped away as quickly as my heels would allow, got in my car and laughed to myself as I raced off. I called Harper and the bitch sent me right to voicemail.
“You are officially the worst best friend in the history of best friends. This guy had a combover, Harper! He had black hair dye on his forehead like he’d just had it touched up today! And I swear to God he hadn’t brushed his teeth in at least a year.” I took a deep breath to collect myself. “I love you dearly, Harper, but, if you ever set me up on a date again, I will poke holes in all of your husband’s condoms. That pesky-ass stork will be at your house all the damn time.”
I hung up and flung my phone on the seat next to me. I wasn’t sure what to do next. I didn’t feel like going home yet, but at the same time I wasn’t sure where to go. I pulled into the park- ing lot of a club named Allure. Maybe a drink would help me feel better. At the very least, I could lose myself in some music.
Once inside, I went to the bar and ordered a margarita. I sipped it, scanning the club, looking for any single guys and not finding any. It was a good thing I didn’t have any interest in hooking up tonight.
I finished my margarita and ordered another. My hips swayed to the rhythmic beat. Once I had my drink, I went onto the dance floor, holding my glass and dancing as best I could without spilling. My hips swung and my feet moved to the music.
I chugged the rest of my drink and set it on a table at the edge of the dance floor. Moving back into the crowd, I closed my eyes and got lost in the music. My arms were raised high above my head when big hands slid around my waist, pulling me back into a strong body. I smiled as we moved together. With my eyes closed, I enjoyed the feel of his strong body against mine and the way his hands glided over my curves.
We danced to three songs, my back to his front, before he spun me around and I looked up into David’s gorgeous blues. My breath caught in my throat and my heart slammed to a stop.
“Roxie,” he said as he moved his lips to my neck. His teeth nipped at the tender skin before he ran his tongue over it. My eyes fluttered as his hands kept moving over my body, even though we were standing still with a throng of people grinding and dancing all around us.
Series: A Desperate Man: Volume Three
Author: Ella Frank & Brooke Blaine
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: September 13, 2015
Cover Design: © By Hang Le
Sex. Addiction. Lies.
One night changed everything.
With the sins that stand between Evan and Reagan, can a relationship emerge from a past that is so broken?
Or will the weight of their deceptions crush any hope of redemption?
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What an ending to this addictive series! I read this in one sitting as I refused to put it down. Once I was thrown back in to the world of Evan James and Reagan Spencer, everything stopped. I forgot how much I missed these two and how much I needed to know how their story ends.
If you’ve read the first two installments you know that Reagan and Evan had a falling out. Feelings are discovered and secrets come to the surface. Neither one could have predicted that this could have threatened the foundation of just the start of Reagan and Evan.
“She was the anchor holding him steady as he headed into uncharted waters.”
The connection between Evan and Reagan is even stronger this time around. Their banter, their sexual tension is at an all time high. While their relationship is threatened because of Evan’s addiction and Reagan’s secret, neither can deny that they feel something so deep for the other. They try to work and be cordial, but they know they are never the same. Walking away isn't an option. So much growth occurs between Reagan and Evan. Not only as individuals, but as lovers as well. Something shifts with these two. And you feel it. They become intimate on a whole different level. It's endearing and beautiful.
“Evan James was in her soul.”
This was a perfect ending for Reagan and Evan. It was realistic and genuine. It was THE ending for them. Their life is not full of butterflies and rainbows. They both struggle with their flaws. What they do know is that they fell irrevocably in love and would not change their journey to finding each other. Once again, the authors wrote a seamlessly erotic and passionate novel that had me engrossed in the story from the very first page until the end. I highly recommend this entire series.
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** WARNING: Contains SPOILERS if you have not read Volumes 1 & 2. **
“SO LET ME get this straight.” Dr. Glover lifted the end of his pen to his lips as his eyes narrowed on Evan over the top of his glasses. “The woman we’ve been discussing over the past few weeks finally shows you that she wants more, and you left her in an emotional heap in her office. Did I get that right?”
Evan stretched his long legs out in front of him. She thinks I fucked a prostitute the day after I left her apartment, so, yeah, that’s about right. Sighing, he leaned back into the worn leather couch. “You left out the part about her being a liar. And not someone I met in the last few weeks. She had an agenda.”
“So did you.”
“And what the hell was that?”
“You wanted to fuck her.”
“Jesus, you get right to the point, don’t you?”
“Well, that’s what you do. Isn’t it?”
I thought it was until I became obsessed with a leggy fucking blonde. Evan glared at the man whose eyes he swore fucking twinkled. “Even if it is, what therapist talks like you do? I’m positive they don’t teach you that in Patient-Client Relations 101.”
“I’ve always been a firm believer in no bullshit. I told you that the day you walked in and tried to lie to me. We aren’t going to make any progress if you don’t trust me and I don’t trust you.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. You’re just—”
Evan waved him off. “Nothing. I guess I’m still trying to process the fact that Reagan is that little girl from so long ago. A whole fucking life ago. It’s… I don’t know,” he said, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. “It’s disconcerting. She knew me before.”
“And that bothers you.”
“Fuck yes, it bothers me. I was ten years old the last time I saw her. Innocent. And now I’m…this.”
“You’re awfully hard on yourself. I wonder if you’re upset over what you’re saying or over Reagan thinking bad of you.”
And there it was. The truth he didn’t want to admit. Reagan accusing him of being with anyone hours after he’d been with her had infuriated him. Which was ridiculous, because he knew what he was. The demons he’d been trying to fight. Why would she assume anything but the worst? But with that anger came embarrassment and shame. He hated that she’d seen him on that corner. Hated that she’d seen him with Layla. But how the fuck could he ever convince her otherwise? And why would he even want to?
“She’s a liar,” he said.
“And you’re a sex addict. Fantastic pairing.”
Ella Frank is the author of the #1 Bestselling Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, A Desperate Man. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”
A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction and lives with her husband in Portland, OR. Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips.
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You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.
Flash Point is her debut solo novel, and she is the co-author of the erotic serial, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released on November 11, 2015.
If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years.
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Title: Storms Over Secrets (Over #3)
Author: J.A. DeRouen
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: September 14, 2015
Promises are lies dressed up for the party.
Secrets poison the fairest of fairy tales.
Lies stain the purest of loves.
I’ve paid the ultimate price for my choices. The tendrils of those sins bind me to my past. The remnants of my love hold me captive.
Then he walks into my life, and makes me believe in second chances. He awakens feelings in me I know I shouldn’t have. I yearn for a future without guilt. With him, I dream of a love untainted.
Regret is a far-reaching emotion. It barrels through time like a blazing comet, and its path isn’t always straight. No matter what I feel, I cannot bring myself to regret the time I’ve spent with Cain.
But it doesn’t mean I can have him.
My name is Celia Lemaire and this is my story of broken promises.
Storms Over Secrets is the third book in The Over Series, a group of interconnected standalone novels.
I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Breathtaking. Emotional. I am in absolute awe of the sheer beauty and strength of this story and the characters. If there was a recipe book with the must have elements of romance, this would be THE book to include.
“Let me wash it all way, Celia.”
Celia Lemaire’s life is tainted with her past. She is consumed with guilt and regret because of the secrets she kept long ago. Secrets that haunt her an entire six years later. She blames herself. She thought her love could save, but she soon learns that sometimes, just sometimes love isn’t strong enough. Or is it? Cain Bennett feels a pull towards Celia the moment they meet. They hit things off right away, easily falling into a funny and light hearted banter. Cain has never wanted a relationship or to even get to know someone on that level. He’s content with his life. He has everything he needs. But Celia? She’s different.
“Promises will be the death of me; this is the one truth I know with complete and utter certainty.”
Celia made promises. Promises she know she’s always meant to keep. But they tear at her. Her spirit no longer the same. Stuck in the past, while living in the present. You feel her anguish. You understand her pain. Her heart is not hers to give away. And probably not ever. As Cain tries to get to know Celia he encounters her guarded heart. And he wants in. Celia tries to ignore her feelings. Why give into something that cannot belong to you? What happens when a love so powerful and consuming threatens the secrets and promises in the past? Well Cain’s heart SPEAKS louder. He does something so selfless. So moving. He finds Celia’s heart and literally takes it as his soul tells him that her heart beats for his.
“I feel it. I feel you. And no matter what you say, I know I have your heart. I know it beats for me.”
While this book is full of heartache, it’s also one of the most beautiful love stories I’ve ever read. Celia cannot fully give herself to Cain. Not without going through the storm. But eventually being without Cain is no longer an option. She wants the pain, the ache. She understands choosing love over secrets and promises comes with a price. And she wants it all. She wants the storms. Because love with Cain? It’s worth it. He’s worth it. His love is all consuming and powerful. He loves fiercely. And she wants nothing more than to embed herself in his heart.
“I know he was the love of your life. I get it, I really do. But what if I told you that you were mine?”
The connection between Cain and Celia is electric. Their story? Addicting. Putting this book down is not an option. The author puts you within the pages of their story. The characters are forever ingrained in my heart. And I have no doubt they will find a place in yours. Celia and Cain love with a love that is so paramount. They love unconditionally. Without boundaries. They love with everything. Despite the secrets and promises, their love triumphs. But this is no easy story. I could never compare this to anything else as this book is in a class of all it’s own. It’s not predictable. Their story goes places where others don’t. I found their story inspirational. Captivating. The writing in Storms Over Secrets is flawless. The words are mesmerizing .The author truly shows how much heart she puts into writing in not only the execution of the story, but the depth of her characters. Has there ever been such a beautiful love story?
“The key to finding love and keeping it is embracing the stains...the scars...”
Storms Over Secrets is an emotionally charged story that moved me. It is thought provoking, heart breaking , and a true testament to all that love encompasses. For love prevails. It overcomes
I’m still feeling like a Disney princess when I leave the store mid-afternoon and head to the subway. I only work half-days because that’s all Belinda can afford, and usually that stresses me out on account of the fact that I make almost no money, but today, I’m perfectly fine with it. The sun is shining, my favorite fountain is working and sending white water splashing all over the place, and …
“Shiiit!” I yelp, slipping on the sidewalk and nearly busting my ass in the process. I’m saved by my ninja-esque skills as I grab the edge of a garbage can affixed to the concrete next to the street. I hang there for a couple seconds until I can get my feet under me again.
“Oh, man, that’s some bad luck right there,” says a guy who’s walking past and looking at the reason for my near-fall.
I cringe as I stand up and realize I’ve slipped on a dog turd. Literally. It’s a poop right there on the ground.
“Who didn’t clean up after their dog?!” I yell, for some reason imagining that the perpetrator is still hanging around the scene of the crime, when I know perfectly well he stopped, plopped, and ran. “This isn’t Paris, you know!”
I’ve heard there’s dog poop all over the sidewalks there, but here in New York, people usually take care of their doggie-business. Unfortunately, my head was too full of dreams of re-designing Belinda’s place to realize where my feet were placing themselves.
“What the hell am I going to do now?”
I look down the sidewalk and notice a man with a hot dog cart up ahead, and an idea-lightbulb goes on above my head. Hot dog carts have lots of napkins. Score.
As I start to hobble over, an alarmed expression comes over the vendor’s face and he starts shaking his finger at me.
“Oh, no, lady, no no. No doggy stuff for me. No, not for me. Not for you. No, no.” For some reason his horrible accent is making this worse. His hand becomes a stop sign. “You go away!”
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