In writing this review, I'm a bit conflicted. While most of Darken the Stars was riveting and action-packed, the ending fell short for me, and I can't rate the final installment of the Kricket series as highly as I had hoped.
Bartol writes, yet again, a fierce leading lady in Kricket. She's determined, brave, and has a great head on her shoulders. This has been consistent throughout the entire series. This is coupled with a strong love interest, a hate-to-love-him villain, and captivating supporting characters-- everything you could ask for. Almost.
The ending, as stated, is where things bottomed out for me. While I can appreciate a heroine who forges her own path and requires no man to make her happy, I felt that certain characters got the short end of the stick-- particularly Trey and his crew. They deserved more. I keep holding out hope that there will somehow be an additional novel in this series, because I can't fathom that this is it. Where was the closure? I didn't feel it, that's for sure. These were characters that readers (and Kricket herself) spent two amazing books falling in love with. We were invested in their stories and their future. It was actually a little heartbreaking to see this end the way they did. Along with Kricket's many attributes, I considered her an unwaveringly loyal character. Towards the end, I had no idea where that person went. Her actions, while understandable-- if I try really, really hard-- seemed so out of character. It just didn't feel right. You can't be pleased with every ending, that's a given, but it has to feel authentic. Sadly, this ending did not. But bravo to Bartol for giving us the unexpected, I suppose.
Of course I will always be a huge fan and supporter of Amy Bartol, and will be waiting anxiously for her next book. Unfortunately, you can't win them all.
I live in Michigan with my husband and our two sons. My family is very supportive of my writing. When I’m writing, they often bring me the take-out menu so that I can call and order them dinner. They listen patiently when I talk about my characters like they’re real. They rarely roll their eyes when I tell them I’ll only be a second while I finish writing a chapter…and then they take off their coats. They ask me how the story is going when I surface after living for hours in a world of my own making. They have learned to accept my “writing uniform” consisting of a slightly unflattering pink fleece jacket, t-shirt, and black yoga pants. And they smile at my nerdy bookishness whenever I try to explain urban fantasy to them. In short, they get me, so they are perfect and I am blessed.
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Mirror, mirror ... who's the fairest of them all?
I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn't grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all 'mean girls.'
And those mean girls were right - it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world - and I knew the answer would never be me.
The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.
The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.
Well, that's definitely not Willow Tate.
No. That will never be me.
Because I'm completely imperfect.
And ... I hate myself.
I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.
Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn't take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.
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Part of the Woodland Creek Collection.
30 Authors. 30 Shifter Stories.
One Epic Release Day.
One wounded panther, one restless lynx, one insatiable hunger.
Mercy Quinlan is a whip-smart lynx and the youngest in her shifter clan. She’s tough and independent and dreams of escaping her alpha sister’s control and living life on her own terms.
When a lone black panther shows up in her hometown, Mercy is intrigued. He’s just passing through, which makes him perfect… Along with his broad shoulders, defined muscles, and sexy fighter moves.
Koa “Stitch” Raiden is picking up what’s left of his broken life. Exiled from his black panther clan, he’s running from Princeton to Seattle when he’s drawn to Woodland Creek.
He’s aware Mercy is watching him. What he doesn’t know is the sexy little vixen who sneaks through his window each night is both the trouble he doesn’t need and the hope he can’t live without.
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A few moments pass. Wind moves through the trees overhead making a soft hushing sound. While I haven’t seen her, it’s intimate somehow, knowing we’re here together in this dark space, secluded from the outside world. She’s curious by nature, as am I.
Clouds move over the moon, casting odd shadows, but as they move away, I realize she’s come out of hiding. She’s walked out into the small meadow where I sit. Not too far—only a few steps into the clearing. Now she’s exposed, facing me.
Her sitting position mirrors mine, and I can’t help another internal grin. I like this female. She’s bold. She’s a third my size, but I don’t intimidate her. I see she’s a cute little lynx. Their funny ears have always intrigued me.
Taking a deep breath, I allow my magic to fall away. In a matter of half-seconds, my shifter nature departs, and I’m sitting in my human form with my legs strategically bent to cover my nudity. I’m not modest, but I don’t want to appear overly aggressive.
As I watch, her small head shakes and she does the same thing. As her magic dissipates around her, I’m glad for my position. Blood floods my pelvis as the most beautiful female I’ve ever seen materializes before me
Her breasts are small and perky. Her hair hangs in long, dark waves around her toned shoulders. It’s like a glossy cape, and her body is pure muscle, with lines across her arms, abdomen, and legs. Instinctively, a growl rumbles through my throat. I want her.
“Who are you?” she asks, and I smile at the soft strength in her voice. “What are you doing here?”
Clearing my throat, I take control. I’m a loner, which makes me an alpha in my own right.
“My name is Koa. I’m traveling. Passing through. Who are you?”
I can’t help noticing the way her eyes blink slowly. I can almost see her back arch, feel the smooth skin of her body brushing the length of mine, catlike. For starters, she would touch my cheek with that perfect little nose. I wouldn’t stop her.
“Mercy,” she says softly. “My name is Mercy. I live here in Woodland Creek.”
“What is Woodland Creek?”
A small laugh whispers from her throat, distracting my eyes. They’re pulled down to her beautiful neck. I allow my gaze to trace her slim collarbone before dropping again to steal a glance at her breasts. My mouth actually waters.
“It’s the tiny, god-forsaken little hamlet you’ve found yourself skirting.”
She’s a beautiful, smart, cat-shifter female, and fuck, I want to end my dry spell with her now.
“What are you doing out here, Mercy?” The lust is thick in my voice. I can’t help it. It’s been so long since I’ve been with a female of any kind, much less a gorgeous shifter.
Apparently, she hears it because she stands and walks toward me. My insides clench at her movements. Her lined stomach is flat, and her hips are rounded and womanly, yet slim. My eyes move to the center of her legs, to her bare pussy.
“Hoping to find a little escape.” A purr is in her voice, and my muscles tense as anticipation builds.
I stand, and her eyes widen ever so slightly as I reach my full height. The top of her head is at the center of my chest, and my broad shoulders dwarf her. Not to mention my erection is pointed straight at her. No use hiding it.
“I could use a little escape myself.”
She blinks up at me, and her blue eyes are dewy. “What did you have in mind, panther?”
I’m pretty sure we’re on the same page, still it seems polite to ask. “May I have you?”
“Yes.” The word is a breath across her lips as she steps forward, sliding her palm across my tense stomach, teasing me as it travels lower.
From “Readers’ Choice” nominations, to USA Today “Happily Ever After” nods, to winning the 2015 “Favorite Erotica Author” and the 2014 “Lady Boner Award” (LOL!), nothing makes her happier than communicating with fans and weaving new tales into the Alexander-Knight world of stories.
A former journalist, Louise lives in the center of the USA with her lovely family and one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are engaging, hot, and sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public locations...
Books by Tia Louise:
One to Hold (Derek & Melissa), 2013
One to Keep (Patrick & Elaine), 2014
One to Protect (Derek & Melissa), 2014
One to Love (Kenny & Slayde), 2014
One to Leave (Stuart & Mariska), 2014
One to Save (Derek & Melissa), 2015
One to Chase (Amy & Marcus), 2015
One to Take (Stuart & Mariska), coming Jan/Feb 2016!
Paranormal Romances (all stand-alones):
One Immortal (Derek & Melissa, #SexyVampires), 2015
One Insatiable (Koa & Mercy, #AlphaShifters), 2015
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I had two things in life that mattered. My mother and my music.
Mama was taken from me too soon, and now music is all I have left. It’s the thing that’s pushed me right out of backwoods Georgia into Los Angeles, where the line between fantasy and reality shimmers and blurs. I’m finally making my way, making my mark. I can’t afford to fall for one of music's brightest stars. Not now. Music is all I have left, and I’m holding on tight with both hands. I won’t let go, not even for Rhyson Gray.
I had one thing in my life that mattered – music. The only constant, it’s taken me to heights most people only dream about; a gift dropped in my lap at birth. I thought it was enough. I thought it was everything until I met Kai. Now she’s all I think about, like a song I can't get out of my head. If I have to chase her, if I have to give up everything - I will. And once she's mine, I won't let go.
“She’s like the eye of the storm. Chaos all around, but right here, in her arms, at the center, peace. Unreasonable, undeniable peace.”
HELLO first chapter! I had tears in my eyes on the very first two chapters. Now. This isn’t a sad book. But the author is a talented writer and she was able to grab me from the very beginning. Her WORDS are captivating. So I am asking myself. Why have I not read her before? This is my first book of hers. And certainly not my last. I want to read everything she writes.
“Little by little she has crept into even the broken places of my heart.”
Child prodigy, Rhyson Gray, turned famous and successful musician has everything he has ever wanted. But deep down, he knows something is missing. And he finds that missing piece in Kai Pearson. Kai’s life was turned upside down when she lost her mom. Determined to make something of herself, she leaves behind her southern roots to head to California. The moment Rhyson and Kai meet, it’s like they’re the only ones in the room. Their deep connection through music. While others listened to music, both Rhyson and Kai felt it in their bones.
“His smile promises things that make my heartbeat stutter.”
You know the feeling a a book gives you that makes your heart flutter? You're like OMG real life go away, I just want to read! This book did that for me. Kai and Rhyson did not fall for each other over night. While the connection was instant, their love built over time. Kai was reluctant to even think about Rhyson because of her past. She was determined to make it on her own in the entertainment industry. Without the help of Rhyson. However, over time, the two of them could no longer deny the feelings that festered beneath the surface. Kai wanted more time. But the thing about the heart is that it waits for no one. For love does not know circumstance or time. It only goes where it belongs.
“The man I didn’t want to need feels like the breath in my lungs. Feels like the blood pumping through my heart. Feels like the pulse pounding in my ears. Feels like everything I need to survive.”
As I mentioned before, the words are what makes this beautiful story magical. Poetic and lyrical in nature, the words of this story gave me LIFE. I have never read this author before, and I am kicking myself that this is my first book of hers. Her words are powerful. Magnetic. Addicting. She brilliantly weaves a story together that goes beyond love and romance. This story is simply about two soulmates and how much love truly saves. Always.
“Rhyson’s words set my heart free like a stampede of wild notes across a music staff, falling off the lines, running off the page.”
The love between Rhyson and Kai cannot be boxed in or simply explained with words. Their love was deep. Overwhelming. Unyielding. Transcending. Profound. They love with conviction, with strength. Even though their circumstances tell them they are not right for each other, their hearts know different. Their hearts know they love with truth.
“I hand over more of my heart. More of my soul. I always think he has it all, and he always finds more. Takes more. Gives me more.”
If love could be translated into music, it would simply read the words of this book. The declarations of love between Kai and Rhyson weren’t always put into words, but simply felt in their moments together. You feel the moment their hearts are tethered. The moment where there is no turning back. They recklessly hand over their hearts to the other. But thats the thing about love. It’s a risk. One you take with the person you know it belongs to. And that was Rhyson and Kai. Their hearts were always on the same beat.
“You’re in my veins. In my blood. In my bones, and I just want you deeper.”
My Soul To Keep is an all consuming read. I was in love with the writing by the second page. Rhyson and Kai are something special and I dare not compare them to anything I have ever read. I would also like to thank the author for adding diversity in this book as her characters truly reflect the truth in love not caring about looks, socioeconomic status, nor ability. Love always ends up where it’s meant to be. My heart continues to sing over this story. Rhyson and Kai’s story is not cookie cutter. It’s raw, touching, emotional, and you will fall deeper into the lives of these characters. The ending left me speechless, and I cannot wait to see what is to come for these two. This story is definitely one of the finer moments of the romance genre.
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"With each passing day I was falling deeper into his world."
I’d never believed in fate until the moment I kissed Ronan Connolly. And even though it could have been my emotional undoing, there was nothing I could do to stop the whirlwind of excitement and thrilling days that followed.
Pushing me. Pulling me. Throwing me deeper and deeper into him. Into us.
We’d spent a week secluded inside the four walls of the posh York Hotel Penthouse sharing our deepest secrets and engaging in our most primal desires. The longer I stayed, the further I fell.
There was no turning back, and I was left with only one realization – that he was the one for me.
Back in the real world, Ronan and I had settled into our new life together as a couple. We were done overcoming jealous exes and lingering scars. But, when reminders from the past come flooding back, new secrets are revealed, shattering the trust we worked so hard to achieve.
Fate brought us together.
Passion ignited our souls.
Holliday looked sexy as fuck wearing a black lace bra and boy shorts. Her normally light eyes were dark, penetrating. Every glance seduced me under her sexual spell. She prowled forward on all fours towards the edge of the bed, and her hair fell in a sexy tangle around her shoulders. Jesus Christ. The way she was looking at me had me nearly coming right then and there. But I maintained my restraint. It was hard. Pun Intended.
“Absolutely stunning,” I said, working the buttons on my dress shirt.
She rolled up to her knees as I stepped to the foot of the bed. Her hands skimmed across my chest and over my shoulders, pushing the fabric down.
Leaning forward, I brushed her long hair out of the way, kissing along the soft spot between her neck and her shoulder. Her scent was intoxicating. She smelled heavenly, like warm sugar and flowers. I didn’t even know if that was a thing, but fuck me if it didn’t make me want to devour her all at once.
I cupped her face in my hands, memorizing every beautiful line and angle. My thumbs gently grazed across her lips and her cheek.
She looked up at me through heavy-lidded eyes, “Kiss me, Ronan.” Her voice was breathy. Needy.
I threaded my fingers through her hair, gripping the back of her head, pulling her lips to mine. I kissed her long and hot. Sliding my tongue with hers, teasing, tasting, and savoring the feel of her soft lips against mine, locking it in my memory. The softest, most delicate moan escaped her throat—a sound of pleasure. Bringing her closer, I circled my arms tight around her waist. Her flat stomach pressed against my erection. Slowly, I started grinding against her. Holliday moaned again as her body went lax in my arms—a sign of surrender.
I bent my head to kiss down her throat and gripped her waist with one arm, dragging her up the bed with me. With our mouths still pressed together, her hands slid through my hair, pulling and tugging at my curls, urging me on.
Then I remembered—the camera.
I eased down her body, pressing kisses all over her silky-smooth skin. I licked a line from her neck to her breasts before making my way down her stomach, where I stopped at her navel to wink at her. My fingers skimmed the edge of her panties. Her hips bucked. I knew what she wanted, and instead, I kissed above her scar on her inner thigh. I met her eyes; she gave me a sexy little smile. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were swollen, and her silky, dark hair was fanned out against the mountain of pillows. I’d never seen her look more stunning.
“Ronan, please,” she begged.
“I’ll take care of you. I promise.”
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Release Day! LICKED by Brooke Blaine (@BrookeBlaine1) + Reviews, Teasers, Excerpt, Book Trailer & Giveaway!
Series: L.A. Liaisons Book One
Author: Brooke Blaine
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: November 11, 2015
As the owner of Licked, an eclectic ice creamery and bar, Ryleigh Phillips doesn't have time for that love stuff. Serving up Nibble My Nuts sundaes and Drunken Sailor boozy shakes are as close to an orgasmic affair as she's had in months thanks to her expanding empire—until the night of her ten-year high school reunion.
When Ryleigh's crush, gorgeous ex-football god Cameron Mathis, comes streaking into her life (literally—streaking), she begins to wonder if she really can have it all.
Wouldn't it just figure that the moment you think life is perfect is when it falls spectacularly apart?
Enter Hunter Morgan, the contractor in charge of Licked's renovations. Devastatingly handsome, and a smartass to boot, he's got his eyes on Ryleigh from the moment he finds her passed out on his couch (yeah, that's a long story).
There's just one tiny complication—he happens to be Cameron's best friend.
When the lines between relationships and friendships blur, and it's impossible to choose between two delicious flavors, what's a girl to do?
Taste a sample of each? Or go out and get LICKED?
Oh wait… This a book??
Holy crap, I almost forgot, because it reads like one of the best romantic comedy movies EVER!
BUT-- THIS is a book, a great muther effin book!
Ry is this amazing woman who knows right from wrong, but she feels the indifference between two amazing men.
Ok, so what would you do?
The hot as hell construction worker?
How would you act?
Who would you pick?
The Sweet as hell sex on a stick!?
The hard hat phenom?
This is the biggest conundrum ever!
The choice is yours….
This book takes you to a place that you wished or hoped actually happened in your real life!
It's amazing and perfect and everything that a romantic comedy should be.
I'm so in love with this book!
Brooke Blaine serves up rom-com perfection with this witty, get the memo, sexy as hell book!
I'm sending a copy to all of my female hookers!
When it comes to romantic comedies, I tend to be picky. Romance for me is a given. It’s a must. I crave it when I read. But add in the funny? It either is or it isn’t. Some rom coms try to hard, while others not at all. But Licked? It had everything I need in a romantic comedy! Not only was it funny. But it was witty, creative, and I was never bored. Brooke Blaine has easily mastered how to successfully execute a true romantic comedy.
Ryleigh Phillips owns a successful ice creamery and bar. And not just an ordinary one. The names of these flavors of ice cream and drinks will have you giggling and laughing out loud. And often. While her career and business is booming, her love life isn’t. Until the night of her high school reunion once she comes in contact with her long time crush, Cameron Mathis. Through him, she also meets Hunter Morgan, who later becomes her contractor as she is doing renovations at her store. Suddenly Ryleigh finds herself falling. And not in the direction she expected.
Before you go thinking, omg a love triangle. This is SO much more than that. While Ryleigh has her choice of two amazing men, this is not the average story. Brooke Blaine puts her own spin on things. I will not get too much into the plot, as the reader is to experience the story. But I will say I was #teamHunter the moment I met him. Not only is he hot, but he knows exactly what he wants. And Cameron? He was sweet and endearing and I could easily see how Ryleigh had crushed on him since high school! But as we get older, we change. And Ryleigh is no longer that quirky high school teenager. How does a girl choose between two amazing men? Or did her heart already know the one it’s always belonged to?
I absolutely adored the writing style of Licked. The author effortlessly weaves a story that keeps the reader engaged from beginning to end. You are instantly placed within the pages and you want to be friends with the characters. You get to experience their highs and lows. I found that I wanted to be within Ryleigh’s group of friends. They were hilarious. I believe this not only shows the author’s talent in writing a story, but that also demonstrates her craftsmanship in strong character development.
Licked was such a fun reading experience. It was lighthearted, swoony, and one of those reads that you smile while reading the entire time. The characters will have you laughing out loud. Not only is the story funny, but there are also some sexy times. I am so excited for what’s to come of this series and the characters. Brooke Blaine has definitely placed herself on my buy anything she writes shelf. I highly recommend Licked if you want a true and genuine romantic comedy that will remind you of what it means to truly fall in love.
So we have the high school crush, Cameron, that Ryleigh has been in love for for years. Then there is his best friend, Hunter. Ones a white collar gentleman who says all the right things. The other is a blue collar hottie, simply irresistible in my opinion. Oh how to choose?!
Even though the book isn't named "Licked" for their first intimate scene, it surely could have been. Wowie. That was HOT. When the clothes start coming off, holy shit hot chemistry happens.
It takes a very admirable man to step down in the name of love. Which kind of makes you wish that this time, that love was for him. I think either way, you can't go wrong choosing Cameron or Hunter. But chemistry is chemistry, and that kind, is not the kind you can build over time.
This story was full of cute, sweet and hot lines and loads a sugary treats. It has a great group of supporting characters, of whom I hope to get some more of in the future. Especially Quinn. She has me intrigued already! You can't write great friends without us wanting their story too. Or can you? :( And that will hopefully mean there will be more Ryleigh, Cameron and Hunter as well! Because as perfect as the ending was, I always need more.
I tugged at the edge of my apron in an attempt to avoid the three pairs of eyes staring bug-eyed at me. “And then he walked me to my car.”
“And then you…?” Shayne asked.
“Went home,” I said.
“Wait a minute, can we talk about the fact that he made you sleep on his couch?” Paige’s eyebrows were raised up to practically her hairline. “I’m sorry, but in what fucking universe is that acceptable? Why didn’t you call Quinn to pick you up?”
“He didn’t make me, geez. He passed out and it was late, and I thought maybe…you know. Morning sex.”
Shayne cocked an eyebrow. “And did that happen?”
“Well, no. Hunter made me coffee, and then Cameron woke up and…that’s it.”
“Wait,” Quinn interrupted. “You slept in an apartment with two guys and both of them had you sleeping on the couch? Jesus, Ryleigh, it’s against man-code for that to happen. Did you wear a chastity belt last night or something?”
I groaned, my head falling into my hands. Of course the girls would give me a hard time. I’d been talking up tackling Cameron at the reunion for weeks, so my body wasn’t the only one feeling let down.
Still, I was seriously regretting inviting them over for a powwow at my shop during our off hours.
“I think I need another shot of vodka in my Feisty Ho-bag now.” Paige pushed her glass stemware toward me, and I grabbed a liquor bottle from behind the bar and tipped some into her glass.
Boozy shakes. They were the bread and butter of Licked during the brunch and evening hours, and the main reason for the expansion next door. I glanced at the black tarp hanging over the doorway that led to the space I’d bought a few months ago and sighed. Construction was running behind, and it was too late to hire another company if I wanted to keep the launch date set.
And I had to keep the date set.
“So are you seeing him again?” Shayne asked, dunking her cherry through the layers of baklava bits and whipped cream on top of her Nibble My Nuts shake. “I will totally get involved if I need to.”
No doubt she’d be successful. She basically ran one of the top matchmaking companies in the city, not that you’d know it from her degrading pay scale. Her boss was a fucking nightmare, but Shayne was convinced she had to pay her dues.
“I don’t need your expert skills this time, but thank you. He’s got my number, so…we’ll see.”
“You can’t just wait around for a guy to call,” she said.
“I’m not waiting. I’ve got all that”—I gestured to the ugly tarp that hid the mess behind it—“to deal with, so I’m actually quite busy at the moment.”
The three of them gave each other “the look.” You know, the one that said, We’ve got to help our poor little friend get laid so she doesn’t end up gorging on the ice cream and boozy shakes she makes and be relegated to spinsterhood.
“Guys,” I said, placing my hands on the counter as I stood in front of them. “I’m not on my way to spinsterhood. I just have priorities.”
“I’m sure you could squeeze Cameron Mathis in,” Quinn said with a wink. “Get it? Squeeze him in…”
“More like blow off the dust, grab a key, unlock that shit, and pray there are no bats,” Paige agreed.
Oh for fuck’s sake. “All right, no more booze for either of you.”
Author: Courtney Cole
Series: The Nocte Trilogy #3
Genre: Romance, Dark, Psychological Suspense
Category: New Adult
Release Date: 28th October 2015
LET THERE BE LIGHT.
My name is Calla Price and I’m broken.
My pieces are all around me, floating on the wind, even as I desperately try to grasp them.
Who is dead? Alive? Insane?
What is the truth?
I don’t know.
I do know this: The darkness is strangling me. With every breath, I choke on another lie.
My mind has protected me, but that shield will soon be lowered.
All will be revealed.
Every answer to every question.
It’s all been leading to this.
Don’t be afraid.
“Save Me and I’ll save you”
Wow!! The Nocte Trilogy by Courtney Cole has finally come to an end and what an ending it was to Calla & Finn Price and Dare DuBray story. They say that everything comes to those who wait!! And after waiting I'm glad to say that Courtney didn’t disappoint. I can’t even begin to tell about what I have just read as I could do it justice and it probably wouldn’t make any sense. Ha-ha, But what I will say is the Courtney continues to take you on what I can only call in the nicest possible way a complete mind F*** for one last time.
"We're all a bit mad, aren't we?"
Within the first few chapters, I'm starting to rethink everything, any ideas, any feelings that I had started to go out the window. It was a case of what I thought I knew I didn’t. So I didn’t over think it, I just went with it knowing that Courtney would steer me right. So yes, I will confess there were many times I was confused, but in a funny sort of way I didn’t mind as it was what I was expecting. The end of Calla, Finn, and Dare twisted journey was never going to be a simple.
“I really am crazy, I’m as crazy as they say. I’m crazy”
“He stares at me, into me, through me”
I am going to repeat some of what I said in my Nocte review as I feel exactly the same way. Lux is a beautifully written, poetic cleverly crafted story. With intriguing and complex characters who share a special relationship and bond. There were lots of twist and turns that are intricately woven into the story, and at first may not make sense but they will at some point. Don’t even try to figure it out just go with and you will get a story that is unique and compelling.
“You have the power to change it. You always have, and you always do. Change it to the way it should be. Do it.”
I loved the ending and, of course, it was not what I was expecting twists until the very end, and it was very clever. I totally 100% agree with Courtney’s author’s notes at the end of the book. The way you interpret the ending will come down to what you believe in and your own beliefs. If you believe in fate, Kismet and that things happen that can’t be explained (like me) you will love the ending it if not, then maybe not so much, but I don’t think you will be disappointed.
"Warmth rushes through me because Kismet always prevails. The jury has decided. I feel it in my bones."
If you haven’t started this series, then I highly recommend that you one click it today. Don’t read other reviews as this series you need to go into knowing very little to get the full experience. You will also be in a great position that you can read each book back-to-back. I will admit I had forgotten a few things, as it had been a while since reading the first 2 books. What I needed was what you sometimes get at the start of a season of my favourites shows. …..”Previously in Notce and Verum” Lol
The Nocte Trilogy has been a crazy, frustrating, unpredictable, unique roller-coaster ride and overall I have loved it. Thank you, Courtney, for your wonderful imagination and bring this story to life. Look forward to seeing what that clever mind of yours has in store for us next.
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Series reading order
Nocte (#1), Verum (#2), Initium (#2.5)
Courtney Cole is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling novelist who would rather write than eat chocolate. She holds a Bachelor's degree in Business, but no amount of working in the corporate world could quell her urge to write.
Courtney was born and raised in Kansas, home of incredibly friendly people and the most horrendous weather on the planet. Because summer days were so hot, she grew up reading stacks of books... and when she didn't like the ending, she wrote her own.
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Title: A Hundred Thousand Words
Author: Nyrae Dawn
Genre: M/m Romance
Category: New Adult
Release Date: October 27, 2015
Tobias Jackson grew up in Coburn, a town where the gay population equaled exactly one: him. Add that to the fact that his dream guy was his best friend's jerky older brother Levi Baxter, and it made hooking up virtually impossible.
Now home from college for winter break, Toby is a different person. He left Coburn for San Francisco, where he wasn't the lone gay guy and the only black kid in town. And yeah, he took advantage of what the city had to offer.
Apparently Toby isn’t the only one who’s changed. Levi’s not acting like the self-centered guy with all the answers that Toby remembers from growing up. Oh and Levi’s realized he's bisexual, which makes things a lot more interesting…
Heading back to college, Toby doesn’t expect to meet up with Levi again, despite him being in med school not far away. A surprise visit from Levi blows that assumption out of the water. As they spend more time together Toby sees Levi as more than just the fantasy. He’s complicated, unsure…he’s real. But if Toby can’t get out of the past and find the words he keeps locked inside himself, he’ll lose his chance at Levi for good.
I love starting a book I know I’m going to automatically enjoy and A Hundred Thousand Words was just as I expected, honest, emotional and sweet.
Nyrae Dawn continues to be one of my favourite authors and with each new book I feel I not only get to discover great new characters, I also discover more about Nyrae as a writer.
AHTW wasn’t a fast and furious love story, it focused more on the characters and their issues and I liked that, both Toby and Levi had struggles in their life. Toby was closed off, he couldn’t let anyone get close and therefore he was never forth coming with his words or feelings.
“It won’t last. Things never do.
I’m freaked out that I’ll want it to.
I’m so incredibly fucked when it comes to Levi Baxter, and I know it.”
Levi seems full of bravado but we soon learn that’s a show. His life is not as amazing as it seems and it’s not until Levi basks in the freedom of being with Toby, does he decide to do something about it.
I loved the slow build in their relationship, it allowed me to get to know the characters and fall in love with them individually in order for me to really love them as a couple. There was just enough angst and drama to keep the story going and I felt I discovered a softer side to Nyrae’s writing. Not that’s it’s never emotion filled but AHTW felt different, it felt truthful and real. It wasn’t about the sex (which was hot FYI) or the drama, it was about two characters trying to navigate their way through life, trying to mend themselves and right their past.
Levi and Toby were vulnerable characters, I felt protective of them and they were certainly in good hands with Nyrae Dawn.
“My reply earns me another laugh from Levi. It’s like he’s giving me some kind of gift, like Levi’s enjoyment is somehow mine.”
If you enjoy m/m new adult romance then you need to fall in love with Toby and Levi today!
“No.” Levi shakes his head. “Hell no. And if anyone did have a problem, fuck them. I don’t care about that. I never hid it at school, either. It’s just…it’s hard to explain…” He takes a drink of his coffee. “I think the food’s helping my hangover. I feel a little better.”
“Smooth transition on the subject change.”
He gets this playful, cocky smile that I’m used to seeing from him. “Thanks.” Levi winks, but he can’t sway me from wanting to know what’s going on behind that charming as hell mask of his.
I remember the way his whisper sounded in the dark hotel room last night, the quaver in his voice. The way his arm had felt warm and heavy across my waist. My desire to know more makes me brave, braver than I usually am with Levi. “You said last night you knew I’d understand.”
“I was drunk off my ass last night. Jesus, you should have heard the thoughts in my head when I woke up in bed with you. Scared me shitless. I’m so glad at least one of us was sober last night so we didn’t make a really big mistake.”
The statement’s said offhandedly. I can tell it’s not supposed to mean anything, but it’s still a punch to the gut. The urge to hit him back literally tingles right beneath my skin. “You keep saying shit like that, but I’m telling you, I haven’t had any complaints before.” Straightening against my chair, I look around to flag our waitress over. There’s no point in keeping this going. There’s no reason I should be here with Levi at all. I’m Chris’s friend, not his. Why should I give a shit if Levi is rejecting me, when I’m not even offering myself to him?
“It trips me out to hear you say shit like that. You’re my little brother’s friend. I used to hide in Chris’s bedroom to scare the shit out of you guys when you’d watch horror movies.” Levi laughs, but I don’t hear anything funny.
“You sound like you think you’re better than I am. As though you have all this life experience that I don’t. You’re only a few years older than me.” The tingle under my skin becomes an annoying burn. I reach into my pocket for my wallet. “Here’s a twenty. My food isn’t more than that.”
Levi pushes the money back toward me when I drop it on the table. “Put your cash away. I asked you to come with me and screwed up your night, at least I can buy you breakfast. And why are you acting all pissy? What did I do?”
“Nothing.” It’s not like he’d understand anyway. I’m fully aware that I’m acting like a child right now. He hasn’t really done anything wrong, but I’m treating him as though he has. “Listen, I should go. This is… I don’t know what this is.” Levi and I aren’t close friends and probably never will be. He needed help last night and I helped him. That’s all there is to it, and there’s no point in me sticking around and maybe getting my hopes up for more than just some weird conversation over breakfast.
As I start to push to my feet, my eyes find his. His expression isn’t the cocky one he wore a few moments ago. It’s more like the expression I caught a glimpse of last night—his eyes narrowing as if he’s thinking hard and his lips turning down like he’s not sure what he wants to say.
I’m standing there next to the table, getting ready to tell him goodbye when he says, “I heard you once, when we were younger. It wasn’t long after you started spending time at our place. Your mom had left not long before. It was late and you were staying with Chris. I got up to take a piss and you were crying in the bathroom.”
What the actual fuck? Telling me he heard me crying in the john when I was a kid isn’t going to make this any less awkward. “Yeah, okay. Thanks for bringing that up.”
When I try to walk away, Levi’s warm hand wraps around my wrist. His skin isn’t as clammy as it was earlier.
“I get it. Your whole life had just fallen apart. You felt alone, lost. I guess I feel the same way sometimes, only I don’t have a real reason for it. Not the way you did.”
His words bounce around in my chest, colliding with my heart. There’s a quiet pain in his voice, something that’s maybe been there for a while, but he’s done a good job at hiding it. Right now he’s not trying, he’s naked and not in the way I’ve fantasized about too many times over the years.
“I don’t know what in the fuck I’m saying.” Levi lets go. “There’s nothing wrong with me. I’m happy. I’m fucking lucky. I’m getting my dream. I’m going to be a goddamned doctor. I’m just…” He shakes his head. “Fuck, I don’t know what I’m being. You can ignore me. I’ll catcha later.”
There’s no possibility of me ignoring or forgetting what he’s just said, the way he said it or how it feels. I’m standing here looking down at a guy I’ve known forever and feeling like maybe I don’t really know him at all.
“You don’t get off that easy,” I tell him. “You never let me or Chris off easy and I’ll be damned if I do it to you.”
She gravitates toward character-driven stories. She’s a proud romantic who has a soft spot for flawed characters who aren’t perfect and make mistakes. Her motto is be kind and she believes in following your heart.
Nyrae is living her very own happily-ever-after in California with her gorgeous husband and two incredible kids.
She’s written for Grand Central Publishing, Entangled Publishing, Harmony Ink, and is self-published. She’s represented by Jane Dystel. You can find her online at http://www.nyraedawn.net
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Release Day Launch - Every Little Kiss (White Pine #3) by Kim Amos ~ Ava's Review, Excerpt and Giveaway!
Title: Every Little Kiss
Author: Kim Amos
Series: White Pine #3
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 27, 2015
TURN ON THE CHARM
Eternal good girl Casey Tanner moved to White Pine for a fresh start. Her mission: to finally have fun. And a fling with a reckless bad boy is the very first item on the to-do list she pretended not to make. After one long, lingering look at a sexy firefighter, Casey has found her man.
...AND TURN UP THE HEAT
Getting women into his bed has never been a problem for Abe Cameron. Letting one into his heart is an entirely different matter. But just one kiss, just one touch, just one smile from beautiful Casey has this lifelong bachelor flirting with the idea of forever. And Casey's refusal to settle down only makes Abe more determined than ever to win her heart. Now the one woman who can't be caught is the only one Abe can't live without.
Every Little Kiss is the third full-length novel in the White Pine series, we first met the heroine Casey in book two and to be honest she had a lot of redeeming to do. I’m glad Casey got a chance to tell her story, she didn’t have an easy past and although it didn’t excuse her actions towards her sister, it certainly helped explain them. So Casey made the decision to up sticks and move to White Pine to be closer to her sister, but little did she know, love was right around the corner.
I have really enjoyed the White Pine series. If you are a fan of small town romance then you will certainly not be disappointed. With each book, we get to know not only the characters but also the community more and I really liked that aspect of the story, White Pine was an important element just as much as Casey and Abe were!
Casey had to grow up sooner than she should have and that caused her to be over protective and not much fun. I could relate to Casey, she needed rules to live by, schedules to adhere to. It was only after she was coaxed into making a fantasy list, did she begin to let her hair down.
Abe Cameron was every bit the sexy fireman. He brought the fun side out of Casey and what he got in return was the chance to love again.
The author’s writing is easy to follow, it provides a perfect escape for a few hours and as I read, I could picture the small town of White Pine and all of its details. Although Casey and Abe’s romance might have felt a little fast paced for me, I was wishing them both a chance at happiness so I was gladly rooting for them from early on.
Another great addition to the series and I do hope this is not the last we hear of White Pine.
“False alarm, as it turned out. Just low batteries in Robot Lit’s CO2 detector.”
Casey silently gave herself props for following through earlier in the day on replacing the CO2 detector’s batteries, also buying two smoke alarms and a fire extinguisher.
“I meant the part where you got stuck in an elevator with a fireman,” Betty said.
The other women around the table stilled.
“You didn’t tell me that!” Audrey said, her brown eyes wide. “And you hate small spaces. Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. It was just an old elevator that stalled out.” She eyed Betty. “How did you even know about that?”
“Sometimes I tune into the scanner. Sounded like you and the lieutenant were in there for a good long while.”
“I—” Casey stalled, unsure what to say next. They’d been in there for what seemed like hours, even though it had probably only been twenty minutes or so. She could still feel the warmth of his hand around hers, the steady beat of his heart against her fingertips.
“The lieutenant is Abe Cameron, right? Stewart’s older brother?” Audrey asked.
“The serious one,” Willa said. “Stu was so easy-going and fun. I was on student council with him in high school. Abe would pick him up from school sometimes, and I remember Abe being like—one of the faces on Mount Rushmore or something. So stony and serious.”
“The opposite of his parents,” Betty said.
“What do you mean?” Casey asked.
“Julia and Pete Cameron were such free spirits. They both painted, and I always loved their work. Now, they live up in the White Pine Retirement Village. I hear Pete’s memory is going.”
Casey blinked with surprise. She couldn’t imagine Abe’s parents being artists. Military sergeants, maybe. But not painters.
Until she remembered how warm and gentle Abe had been in the elevator. He’d been perfect, really, as she’d panicked in the cramped space. Until the light of day had shone on him again, and Casey figured she must have imagined the compassion he’d shown her.
Or had she? It was maddening to wonder what her addled brain had cooked up and what had been reality.
“What’s that look?” Audrey asked, reading Casey all too well. “Did something happen in that elevator?”
Leave it to her sibling to cut to the chase.
“If it did, you’re in the clear,” Betty said. “Abe is single. At least that’s what I hear.”
“Abe is always single,” Willa said.
“The parade of ladies through his life is impressive,” Anna agreed. “Sam knows some of the guys down at the station and I guess he’s got quite a reputation.”
“Is that good or bad?” Casey asked.
“Very good while it lasts,” Betty said with a wink, “since apparently he’s quite… gifted in certain ways. But then bad when it’s over.”
“Didn’t he go out with Maddie Fronting?” Audrey asked. “I was in a book club with her once, and I feel like she was always talking about this guy who turned her into a gymnast in bed. Twisted her up in all the best ways.” She giggled. “That was Abe, right?”
“Probably,” Stephanie said, nodding. “He might put all that stony seriousness to good work in the bedroom, but at the end of the day, he’s an unreformed serial monogamist.”
“A what?” Casey asked.
“Someone who dates one person seriously for a while. Then breaks up with them and dates someone else—wash, rinse, repeat.”
“Did he ask you out?” Audrey asked Casey.
She shook her head. “No, nothing like that. In fact, just the reverse. Abe got me thinking that I should pursue the opposite of him. Someone lighter, more fun-loving.”
“Like his brother?”
“Stu’s a charmer,” Betty said. “Works at that winter gear store, I think.”
“I didn’t mean Stu necessarily,” Casey said. “Just someone with similar attributes. Someone playful. Lively.” She bit her lip, unwilling to admit to her rule-bound past, which is why she was thinking about all of this to begin with.
Betty arched a brow. “You sound like you wrote out a whole list.”
Casey stared at her untouched casserole. The truth was, she had made some mental notes. Okay, more than a few. She had come to White Pine determined to open her heart to others, and there was a tiny ember inside her that was ready to kindle romance, too. Though, romance was too nice a word for what she really wanted, which was a tumble in the sack. She’d already begun thinking in earnest about a few ways she wanted to jettison her…inhibitions.
“Oh, you didn’t!” Audrey laughed, staring at her. “You actually made a bullet-pointed list, didn’t you!” Once again, leave it to Audrey to bare her secrets.
“Not exactly,” she said, “I haven’t put pen to paper, it’s more like I’m thinking about what could be on it.”
Willa chuckled. “A serious list to achieve a not-so serious goal.”
“It’s not a list, I haven’t written it down,” Casey protested.
“It’s in your head though,” Audrey said, grinning.
“We don’t mean to poke fun,” Stephanie said, perhaps catching the frown pulling at the corner of Casey’s mouth. “We’ve just been around each other so long, we’ve lost some of our verbal filters.”
Another reminder Casey was the outsider. She set down her fork, no longer hungry.
Audrey bumped her shoulder playfully. “Come on. You have to admit, it is kind of ironic. An serious list so you can have some fun?”
It wasn’t serious, though. It wasn’t even a list. More like it was a mortifying set of thoughts about wanting to get some. Casey knew she should probably be talking about finding Mr. Right, just like all these other women had. But the truth was, she didn’t want that. After a lifetime of rule-following not to mention a serious relationship with even unhappier ending, she wanted something she’d never had before, and it sounded an awful lot like hot sex, no strings attached. Forget a ring. She wanted a fling.
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