HeartThrob by Magan Vernon ~ Release Blitz w/ 5 Star Review & Excerpt!

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Title: HeartThrob
Series: Heart Duet #1
Author: Magan Vernon
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 25, 2019
He was just another dad at my daughter’s school.
Another very hot, former teen heartthrob dad.
One I couldn’t get involved with.

Lennox Reign was the hottest teen star over fifteen years ago. Now, he’s staring me daggers across the principal’s office.

Not my fault my daughter got in trouble the first day of school and I seem to have ‘bad mom’ stamped on my forehead.

But now not only do I have to see Lennox and his very grown-up body now at school drop off, but we’re working together on the school bake sale.

If he could just stop being a brooding heartbreaker for like two seconds.

He says he wants to keep the past in the past and move forward with his life, but the closer we get and the more I uncover, the more I can’t help falling for the former actor.

The one who I know could easily break me.

And he will.

HeartThrob is told from the Female POV
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Feels 5
Storyline 5
Steam 4
Overall Rating 5
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Reviewed by Lindsey

OMGEEEEEE. I am loving this book. And that ending…really?! I know it’s a duet but jeez rip my heart out a little why don’t ya. LOL! Anywhooooo. This book is awesome and the way it’s written is so addictive. I loved Lennox and Rachel. Really loved that there wasn’t any silly, petty drama in their story, and they acted like adults and put children first. I can’t wait until the next book comes along because that cliff had me like ahhhh shit! Here we go! Super angsty and lots of laughs to go along with it. Very evenly balanced in humor and tension! Loved it hard!


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“Well, accidents happen, Mr. Reign. You weren’t the only one called out of work, and I’m sure the girls both learned their lesson.” I forced a smile, hoping he’d drop the hard-ass look.

No such luck.

I glanced at the principal out of the corner of my eye, hoping she’d have something to say. But before she could even open her mouth, the guy spoke again.

“Yes, we can hope this doesn’t happen again. Make sure your daughter knows that.”

I whipped my head around. “Excuse me? You think my daughter, out of the blue, on her first day, decided ‘Hey, let’s try and unclog a toilet and flood the bathroom!’”

He smirked, the only crack in his exterior. “Never happened before with my daughter and she’s been going here since preschool.”

This guy had some nerve.

“Yeah, well, people change. Not everyone can solve kids’ problems in twenty minutes with a laugh track.” The words flew out of my lips before I could take them back.

I really needed to learn how to use a filter.

“You really just used a sitcom line?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Well, you are Lennox Reign, aren’t you? Former poster boy, even with your own milk mustache campaign? I’m sure you raised enough hell as a teen star,” I spat.

He shook his head, blowing a breath of air out of his nose as he muttered, “Un-fucking-believable.”

Finally, the principal walked around her desk, putting her hands out. “Okay, I think that’s enough. Both of your daughters have been given a warning, and we will make sure this doesn’t happen again. Okay? No need for language.”

“You’re right, Ambro. Sorry for getting out of hand,” Lennox said, offering her a smile but not even glancing in my direction.


Author Bio

Magan Vernon has been living off of reader tears since she wrote her first short story in 2004. She now spends her time killing off fictional characters, pretending to plot while she really just watches Netflix, and she tries to do this all while her two young children run amok around her Texas ranch. Find her online at www.maganvernon.com
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The Five by Lily White ~ Release Blitz w/ 5 Star Review, Giveaway & Excerpt!

Title: The Five
Author: Lily White
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: March 20, 2019

Every man who meets Rainey wants her. Having lived a life of sex, drugs and manipulation, she is a temptation with far too many secrets.When psychologist, Justin Redding, is assigned to Rainey’s case, he has no way of knowing the tale of debauchery he will encounter.

On a twisted path of love, loss and murder, Rainey leads Justin through the events of her life.

Death follows Rainey…

Justin fights to discover her secrets…

But will he discover the secret of THE FIVE in time to resist Rainey’s ultimate seduction?

“This book deals with sensitive subject matter that may be upsetting to some readers.”

Feels 4
Steam 4
Storyline 5
Overall Rating 5
Kindle eArc provided by Author
Reviewed by Lindsey

Holy hell what in the world did I just read?! I know! Perfection! Completely dark! There wasn’t any rainbows and sunshine here, folks. And I loved every single word! I slaughtered this book in a day! Couldn’t stop reading it was so addictive. Lily will now be named the dark QUEEN!! Bow down to this lady! Seriously. I fell in love with the twisted crazy and I couldn’t get enough. This book is full of twists and turns and made my dark book loving heart complete. If you have triggers, you’ll just have to toughen up and read though because this book is EPIC!!




“No, Rainey. Let me look at you. I love looking at you. Even when I close my eyes, all I see is you.”


I dropped my arms, my legs trembling. This was Rowan, the sweet, kindhearted boy I loved. Yet, in that moment I feared him. The adrenaline was wearing off and I was suddenly so cold.


His lips parted as he stared at me, those blue eyes I knew so well slowly taking in my body as heat blazed behind them. He’d grown so large, twice my size at least, and it had never occurred to me how strong he was until now. Nobody would pick on him anymore. Not without getting their asses handed to them in a fight.


“Can I touch you, Rainey?” His eyes lifted to mine. “Is that all right? For me to touch you?”


“Always,” I whispered, unable to put any strength in my voice. “You can always touch me.”


He stepped forward and I stepped back out of instinct. He would never hurt me. Not Rowan. But what I saw in him now was the predator that had always lingered just beneath the surface. He wasn’t a monster like his family or David. Not him. He was something else entirely.


Pain shot through his eyes when I moved, his hands fisting at his sides. “Do I scare you now?”


Shaking my head, I forced my mouth to move. “No. It’s just -“


“Just what?”


“You’re different, Rowan. A man, I guess. You’ve grown.”


Blue eyes held mine, the darkness in them seeping away, but not entirely. His lips pulled into a tight smile. “You need a man. I’ve become exactly what you need. For you, Rainey. Not anybody else. Just for you.”


I drew in a rattling breath. “Touch me.”


Rowan moved forward and I held my ground, craning my neck to look up at him. He was shaking, his skin so cold that I knew I had to fix him somehow. “Rowan?”




“Will you kiss me?”


Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.


A Sticky Situation by Missy Johnson ~ Release Blitz w/ 4 Star Review & Excerpt!

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Title: A Sticky Situation
Series: Awkward Love #7
Author: Missy Johnson
Genre: Rock Star Romance
Release Date: March 14, 2019
A sexy rockstar walking into your hotel room sounds like a dream come true
When you’re in the middle of some serious self-pleasure like I was
It’s a freaking nightmare
It gets worse
What I thought was my room…was actually his
I’d just given last year’s hottest new talent a performance worthy of my own Grammy
Now everyone is talking about the girl who got her rocks off in Brix Wilson’s hotel room
Nobody knows I’m that girl and it’s going to stay that way
It’s not like I’m going to run into him again, right?

** This book is a COMPLETE standalone novel **
**Awkward Love is a series of sexy, fun novels that can be read in ANY order. You can read one, or you can read them all**

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Feels 3
Steam 3
Storyline 4
Overall 4
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Reviewed by Lindsey

Not even gonna lie…I was a little confused at first with this book. But by the end I had it figured out. Super twisty. Lots of laughs. Lots of ups and downs and to be honest some parts that were just plain sad. But I liked it a lot. The characters, although one was really damaged, found humor in life and it really brightened the story up for me. I enjoyed it a lot and the end really brought it all home for me.


Panicked, I sit up, gaping in disbelief at the person standing in the doorway. I grasp at the sheet, I frantically try to cover the most crucial bits of me, while feeling completely mortified. He, on the other hand, can’t wipe that damn smirk off his face.

What the fuck?

His head cocks sideways and his lips twitch into an even bigger grin that I’d probably find sexy—if I wasn’t two knuckles deep and showing him more of me than any guy has seen of me in a long time.

“Well, I have to say,” he drawls in a low, husky voice, “women do a lot of shit to try to get my attention, but this is definitely up there as the most original.”

I can’t even comprehend what he’s saying, because I’m frozen on the spot and trying to work out what the hell he’s doing in my room. Is this some kind of sick joke? Is he planning on attacking me? My eyes dart to the phone on the wall, but they switch back to him when he walks closer.


He steps out of the shadows, giving me a better look at his face and—

Double fuck.

What the heck is the lead singer of The Vision doing in my hotel room?

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry, so my body decides to do both. I can’t think straight, but I’m doing my best to stop freaking the fuck out so I can try to figure a way out of this mess. I’m so unbelievably embarrassed. And naked, apart from this flimsy sheet. I should probably get dressed. The problem is, doing anything at this point feels impossible.

“So, do you speak?” he asks, jolting me out of my thoughts. “I mean, we’ve established that you can moan quite well.”

Oh God.

“I had a friend once, who was mute,” he muses, “we drifted apart because our conversations were always very one-sided.”

“I am not mute,” I snap, glaring at him.

“Great, then you can start by telling me what you’re doing.” He laughs and rubs his jaw. “I mean, it’s pretty obvious what you were doing, I’m just not sure why. Not that I didn’t appreciate the show,” he quickly adds. “Trust me, I did.” His dark eyes flash with amusement. “It’s refreshing to meet a girl who doesn’t mind opening herself up.”

What the ever loving fuck…?

How can he casually crack jokes like he isn’t the slightest bit embarrassed about walking in on me? I don’t trust myself to speak, so I just glare at him.

“Can I get you anything, like a drink?” he offers. “Or maybe offer you a hand…?”

“You could offer me some privacy?” I suggest, my body shaking with rage.

“Privacy, huh?” He grins at me. “Sure. I’ll turn around.”

He’ll turn around?

“Or you could leave, the same way you came in?” I retort.

“You seem pretty agitated over there. I’m guessing I interrupted the finale? Have you thought about trying some relaxation breathing?” he suggests, “it’s supposed to be great for relieving tension.”

“Are you done?” I growl.

“Are you?” he asks. “Maybe you should be the one leaving?”

A surge of anger hits me. Why the hell should I be the one to leave when he’s the one in my room? I wrestle myself up so I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, my knuckles white from clinging onto the sheet so tightly. While I’m at it, why am I the one who’s embarrassed?

If I can’t get myself off in the privacy of my own room—

I stop, mid-thought as I look around, an uneasy feeling creeping into my stomach. The clothes scattered outside the bathroom. The freaking guitar leaning against the couch that I somehow neglected to notice. The champagne. The note…there was no upgrade.

I’m the one in the wrong room.

And I was seconds from climaxing all over Brix Wilson’s bed.

My heart pounds as a trickle of sweat makes it’s way down the back of my neck. I swat it away, while trying hard to think up an excuse for being in his room that sounds even half plausible.

Who am I kidding? There’s no getting out of this. Not without me looking like a complete fuckwit. Sure, they gave me the wrong key, which makes this whole mess not my fault, but as if he’s going to believe that.

I take a deep breath and reach for my clothes, somehow managing to dress myself while showing minimal skin. Not that he hasn’t seen everything already.

God, he’s seen more of my than I have.

I stand up, nearly losing my balance. My legs feel like jelly, so even walking feels like a hard task, but I have to get out of here. And the longer I wait, the harder escaping is going to be.

“I have to go,” I mumble.

“So soon? You went to all this trouble of getting in here and performing for me, and now you’re leaving? Where’s the harm in hanging around for a little longer?” he presses. “I was looking forward to seeing how far you’d go.”

I stalk over to the door, avoiding all physical contact with him. He can’t wipe the smirk off his face, but I can’t let myself think too hard about what just happened, or I’ll lose control. As I close the door behind me, I hear his voice call out after me;

“What, I don’t even get an encore?”

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Missy lives in central Victoria with her husband, three-year-old daughter, two cats, two dogs and turtle.  When she’s not writing, she can usually be found …oh wait. She’s always writing.
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Kiss and Break Up by Ella Fields ~ Blog Tour w/ 4.5 Star Review & Excerpt!

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You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend.

Kiss and Break Up, an all-new angst-filled, friends to lovers New Adult romance from Ella Fields, is available now!


Dashiell Thane wasn’t a nice guy.

He was an abrasive, demanding, conniving, intolerable brat.

Yet somehow, we’d been best friends our whole lives.

Until our senior year when I finally decided to dip my toes into the dating pool.

All it took was one kiss for jealousy, lies, and betrayal to sweep in and propel us heart first into dizzying, hostile depths.

You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend.

You’re definitely not supposed to kiss your best friend while you’re dating someone else.

And the absolute worst thing you could do is fall for your best friend.

Unless, of course, you want to ruin everything.


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Feels 4
Steam 5
Storyline 5
Overall Rating 4.5
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Reviewed by Robin

Dashiell Thane isn’t a sweet guy. He’s rude, abrasive, arrogant and Peggy Newland’s best friend. When her mother left her wealthy father, she lost some of that lifestyle but not her friendship with Dash, who she’s known since they were babies. She’s waited until their senior year to date and now their friendship has dissolved into jealousy and lies. You aren’t supposed to kiss your best friend especially when you’re dating someone else.

“A hidden truth unearthed. It was official. I’d fallen for my best friend, and she was breaking my black fucking heart.”

What an angsty high school read! Loved it! Dash had to work his way into my heart with all of his push and pull. My heart melted pretty quickly though and I started rooting for him. Peggy was very naïve regarding her relationship with Dash. There is so much drama, angst and such a roller coaster of emotions throughout this story. I couldn’t stop reading once I was pulled into their mess…such a page turner! Woo baby. So worth every single word.

If you are all into those young adult type of books with lots of drama, you really need to check out Ella Fields. She writes some of the best addictive stories I have ever read. So freaking good.

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I fell to the bed just as a thump hit the exterior of the house, and Dash launched himself through the window.

“Can you ever land gracefully?” Or you know, use the front door. For as long as we’d lived here, he’d snuck in. At first, it was due to being unsure whether my mom would still want us hanging out, but it didn’t take her long to figure out what he was doing.

She didn’t care. When I’d shaken like a mouse cornered in a kitchen, she’d smiled and told me she’d never stop us from being friends. Yet the window always remained unlocked.

Dash kicked off his boots, and they hit the aging floor with two bangs. “I’m all man, baby. Not a fucking cat.”

Hearing him say that reminded me of why he was here. I sprang to my feet, hurtling out into the hall and into the bathroom.

“What are you doing?”

Too busy gargling mouthwash, I didn’t answer and spat it into the sink as he appeared in the weathered mirror behind me.

“Seriously?” he asked. “You burp in my face after eating garlic pizza, so this is just fucking dumb.”

“You burped in my face first.” I put the cap back on the bottle, not meeting his gaze. I couldn’t. I headed back inside the safety of my room.

But I had to wonder, as I heard Dash gargling mouthwash too, if it would be considered safe again after this. Would this ruin everything by making it awkward?

“Dash,” I said, wringing my hands as I paced the floor of my room. “We probably shouldn’t be doing this. What if––”

“What if it’s awesome and you fall madly in love with me? Well, we already know I don’t do commitment.”

A tiny laugh skittered out. “No, what if it gets awkward? I don’t want anything to change.”

He took me by the shoulders in the middle of my rainbow knitted rug and leveled me with his vibrant eyes. “We’ve done some pretty awkward shit, so what’s a little mouth to mouth going to change?”

I nodded, exhaling slowly, then I frowned. “Why are you doing this? I mean, I know why I want to, but you? What do you even get out of it?”

He grinned. “You might be my best friend, but I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to stick my tongue down your throat.” He tipped a muscled shoulder. “Let’s just say you’ll be killing that curiosity.”

“You’ve always wondered?”

“I’ve got eyes, Freckles. And I don’t need my glasses to appreciate the sight of something beautiful.”

I blinked. “Wow. That was actually really swe––”

“Shut your inexperienced mouth and kiss me.”

I was still laughing when he grabbed my face, and then I squeaked as the world changed color, and his lips lowered over mine.

My heart became a trumpet, blaring in my ears at the first touch of his lips.

I pulled away, startled and still laughing. “Oh, my God.”

Dash’s hands were warm on my face. “That good? They barely even touched.”

“No,” I choked out, pushing his hands away. “It’s just … a little weird.”

“Weird?” His brows scrunched. “We’ve barely even begun.”

I blew out a shaky breath, unable to look at him as my hands flapped at my sides. I stared at his white shirt, looking at where the cotton met his tanned skin. “I don’t know, Dash.”

“Wanna try again?”

I looked at him then, at the eager glint in his blue eyes. “It’s not weird for you?”

He chewed his bottom lip which was a little fatter than the top. And it’d just been touching mine. Oh, how crazy. “Maybe a smidgen. I can just picture Margot Robbie, and I’ll be good.”

I froze. “Margot Robbie?”

He gestured to my hair. “The blonde hair helps.”

“Jesus.” I swiped my hands down my face. “This is dumb. Let’s just forget it.”

He stood there a moment, glancing around my room. “Why don’t you imagine someone? That guy from the Thor movie. You like him.”

“Chris Hemsworth?”

“Yeah. Imagine him.” Then he grinned, waggling his brows. “Pucker up, baby.”

“You didn’t just say that.” I laughed, plopping down on the edge of my bed.

“Whatever. Are we trying again or what?”

The thought of Byron and that mischievous twinkle in his green eyes, the way he’d wasted no time moving in to kiss me … yeah. I needed to do this.

“Okay.” I shook out my hands, bouncing a little on the bed. “Okay, let’s do this.”

Dash’s lips thinned. “This isn’t a cross meet. We’re only swapping germs.”

“You just had to say that, didn’t you?” My pep had officially vanished.

Dash tugged me off the bed. “Close your eyes and relax.”

I tried, but I was as stiff as a board when his mouth met mine again. He tasted like spearmint and cigarettes, but his hands were gentle as one held my chin and the other glided through my hair to the back of my head. Slowly, with the soft press of his lips on mine and the gentle exploration of their shape, my limbs loosened.

“Open,” he whispered, his voice threaded, rougher.

I did, expecting the invasion of his tongue, but the velvet feel of it only traced the inner edges of my mouth.

Out of all the things I’d expected to feel when he’d suggested this crazy idea, it wasn’t relaxed, and it certainly wasn’t the buzzing sensation currently warming my insides.

“This isn’t so bad,” I said when he pulled back, my voice a low exhalation.

“Good. Now repeat the same to me.” My eyes were about to spring open, but he growled. “Keep them closed. Don’t think, just do and feel.”

Drawing in a quick breath through my nose, I found his stubble-coated cheeks with my hands and lifted myself on my toes. I tried to do the same thing he did to me, but my tongue plunged deeper, meeting the warm softness of his. I licked it, stroking cautiously until I heard him hum, the sound vibrating up his throat and causing our lips to mash together.

His hands became firmer around my head, his tongue greedier, sweeping inside my mouth before my teeth found purchase on his plump bottom lip, and pulled.

He groaned, and it had me staggering back, my heart racing and my breath an unsteady, embarrassing sound.

Dash swallowed, then cleared his throat as he shifted on his feet. His eyes met mine, and I looked away, down to where my mint green toes were curling over the abrasive fabric of my rug.

Awkward. This was so awkward, and I prayed we hadn’t just made a huge mistake.

“So that’s how it’s done.” He grabbed the TV remote and plopped onto my bed. “Got any popcorn?”

I shook my head. “Wait, that’s um, it?”

He started flicking through Netflix. “Well, yeah. Not much else to it. We can practice again before your date if you want, but I’m fucking starving, and we need to re-watch the last season of GoT before the new one is out.”

“Oh, yeah,” I said, remembering I’d promised him that weeks ago. Hungry myself, I stepped outside, then scowled at him from the doorway. “Don’t put your socks near my pillow.”

He grumbled but shifted and moved over to the other side of the bed.

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Ella Fields is a mother and wife who lives in the land Down Under. While her kids are in school, you might find her talking about her characters and books to her two cats. She’s a notorious chocolate and notebook hoarder who enjoys creating hard-won happily ever afters.

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Chasing Gunner by J.M. Stoneback ~ Review Tour w/ 4 Star Review & Excerpt!

Title: Chasing Gunner
Author: J.M. Stoneback
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 20, 2019
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Drink, f*ck, and work.
I’m an empty vessel.
Torn by my demons that haunt me.
Until the woman I craved for eight years stumbles back into my life.
Working as my Personal Assistant.
Gia Gallagher.
Wreaking havoc like a tornado.
She knows I’m a wolf in a sheep’s clothing.
She knows not to fall in love with me.
She fell hard.
I fell hard.
And then, I broke her.
I broke me.
I broke us.




Feels 2
Steam 3
Storyline 4
Overall Rating 4
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Reviewed by Ladyballs

Ok, I want to start by saying that I really enjoyed this book about Gia and Gunner – absolutely loved them! Two lost souls who are closed off to the prospect of love and having a relationship due to both having very horrid experiences. Watching these two break down each others walls and actually help heal wounds that run deep and long was heartwarming. They definitely have chemistry and while the underlying issues were dark, their characters were comical and uplifting at times.

With all this great fanfare for this story they do have a previous history with each other from college and it is touched upon but in chunks and bits and pieces and for me, it did not mesh well at all. I was able to piece together things and form a relationship and connection in my head but I found it awkward at times. I think that because I didn’t read book one maybe I missed something to feel kinda thrust into the middle of the book and get bits and pieces along the way. You do find out how it all fits but it was just introduced bizarrely to me and made me scratch my head. I loved both main characters with all their flaws and complexities with the theme of how they heal each other and really did enjoy this book.


“You had sex in here!” I say incredulously.
“What?” Guilt slices through his face.
“That’s why you gave me a buttload of errands to run, you got some booty.”
He sits on the edge of his desk looking like sex in a suit. Men wearing suits were never my jam—I always had a libido for guys from the blue-collar crowd—but the way the suit hugs his biceps is making my vagina jump for joy, and the way his ironed black slacks look around his waist with a leather belt makes me want to melt in a puddle.
“If you’re not next in line to suck my dick, I suggest you stay the fuck outta my business.” His voice is cold, and I swallow hard. I bet you a whole dollar my cheeks turn fifty shades of pink.
I tilt my chin in the air, inhaling. “You smell that?”
“Smell what?”
“It’s me slapping you with a sexual harassment suit.” My threat is as dead as a doorknob, but he doesn’t need to know that.
“The moment you sue me is the day hell will freeze over.”
“How so?”
“Because under your hateful glares, you’re starving for my dick.”
I want to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. “Whatever. I wouldn’t touch you if you were a cure to a disease I had.” The lie rolls off my tongue, and I twirl the strand of hair that floats in front of my forehead with my index finger.
“Liar.” His gaze clings to mine. “I fucked enough women to know when one wants my cock. When you look at me your eyes are begging for it.”
I stare down at the carpet. What can I say? I can’t lie anymore. Every time I’m around him my ovaries are on fire, ready to explode.
“If you got fucked properly on a regular basis, you wouldn’t walk around with a stick up your rainbow ass.”
Gunner doesn’t have any filters. I’m not offended because he’s the type to tell you if your poop stinks and if he doesn’t like you.
That’s just part of his personality. Last week, he asked Mason, during a business lunch meeting, if he dipped his toothbrush in crap because his mouth smelled like butthole.
“Don’t worry, we won’t be having any hanky-panky. Fucking my employee is as appealing as shoving my dick in a vise.”
J.M.Stoneback currently reside in Georgia with her husband and three boys. Her hobbies are reading, writing, playing video games, traveling, and watching anime.


Bennett Mafia by Tijan ~ Release Blitz w/ 5 Star Review & Excerpt!

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Title: Bennett Mafia
Author: Tijan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 4, 2019


There were always whispers about my roommate at Hillcrest Academy.

The wealthiest of the wealthy sent their kids to our boarding school, and Brooke Bennett had been at the top, though I never quite knew why. She was fun and outgoing, but she kept quiet about her family. The only things she showed me were photographs of her brothers.

I became fascinated with her second-oldest brother. Kai Bennett.

He was the most of them all. Smoldering. Hypnotic. Alluring.
Kai had eyes that pulled me in and a face that haunted my dreams.

Then I met him.

He came to our school with their father, and that’s when I learned what kind of family Brooke came from. They were mafia, and Brooke’s oldest brother was dead. Her father said accident, but Brooke said murder.

Three months later, her father died, and Kai became the head of the Bennett Family. Brooke left Hillcrest for good, and that was the last time I saw her.

Fourteen years later, I’m staring at her face on the television. Brooke is missing.

Two days later, Kai Bennett kidnaps me. 

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Feels 4
Steam 5
Storyline 5
Overall Rating 5
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Reviewed by Robin

Riley first met Brooke Bennett at an exclusive boarding school as her new roommate. Riley and Brooke got along wonderfully but pretty soon Riley started wondering about Brooke’s family when she alludes that they are the mafia. When they show up unexpectedly and then whisk her away, she doesn’t know quite what to think. Flash forward almost ten years later and Brooke is missing…and Kai Bennett thinks she knows where she is and will stop at nothing to find out what she knows.

“I needed him. My feelings were hot. They were demanding. They were dirty and complicated. They were everything in the gray part of life.”

I have fallen in love with the Bennett Mafia. This new series is full of the angst and alpha males we’ve come to love in Tijan’s stories. I truly appreciated how strong and determined Riley was no matter how broken her past was. Kai Bennett was such an amazing leader for his family…the love and loyalty he had for all of them…even when they made mistakes. Such a roller coaster of emotions, steamy encounters and family love. Pure perfection.

Pick up this new story if you are in love with Tijan angst and suspense. I really could not put this book down and was reminded of my Fallen Crest craze. So much yummy goodness in every single word.

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Other Tijan news, The Boy I Grew Up With’s audio is live today! 




 “I felt his pulse too. It was as fast as mine.

“You may hate me. You may loathe me.” His hand slid back from my neck and moved down agonizingly slowly, between my breasts to my stomach.

I gasped, and he slid his hand under my pajama shorts until they rested over my clit. I surged upward at his touch, my head falling back, everything in me starting to tremble.

One of his fingers dipped inside of me. “But you goddamn want me.” And with that, a second finger joined his first and he took hold of my tank, his mouth slamming down on mine.”


About Tijan

Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores.

Connect with Tijan

Website: www.tijansbooks.com

Bennett Mafia website: www.tijansbooks.com/bennett-mafia.html

Reader group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/TijansFanPage/




One Week in Paris by Roya Carmen ~ Blog Tour w/ 4.5 Star Review & Excerpt!

Title: One Week in Paris
Series: One Week Series
Author: Roya Carmen
Genre: Romance
Release Date: February 21, 2019
Kayla Wilson has her life together. For the most part. She has work she loves, great friends, and a friends-with-benefits arrangement which suits her just fine — she’s not interested in anything more. Although Oscar is sexy, fun and sweet, he’s way too immature to be taken seriously. The amazing sex is all she needs.
And her mother is getting married. In Paris! 
Everything is roses until Kayla realizes that her mother’s fiancé is her old high school nemesis’ father. Looks like the boy who made her teenage life hell is about to become her stepbrother.
Matt Moore is as beautiful, rich and cocky as ever. And so is his father, Mark. Can she trust either of them? Will Matt bring out all her insecurities again? Will Mark hurt her mother? Is her mother making the biggest mistake of her life? 
With Oscar’s and her friend Corrie’s help, Kayla is determined to break up the wedding.
Will she succeed or fail gloriously? Who will she hurt along the way? And who will she come to truly know and love in the end?
The third novel in the One Week series, One Week in Paris explores the bonds of friendship and family, painful pasts, and the beautiful city of Paris.
Author’s note: One Week in Paris contains explicit scenes and some coarse language — for adult audiences. The book can be read as a standalone, but if you plan to read the whole series, it is best to do so in chronological order to avoid spoilers.



Feels 4
Steam 4
Storyline 5
Overall Rating 4.5
Kindle eArc provided by Author
Reviewed by Robin

Kayla likes her life. She has wonderful friends. She loves her work. She has a friends-with-benefits relationship with her neighbor. Everything is easy, the way she likes it. But when her mother decides on a whim to get married in Paris, Kayla is stunned. The more she looks into her mother’s future husband, she discovers he’s is a serial cheater and his son bullied Kayla in school. With help from her friends, Kayla is determined to break up the wedding. Will Kayla succeed in protecting her mother or end up finding true love herself?

“Lust is an emotion, therefore it does not follow logic, or common sense. It’s wild and unpredictable. And that’s what’s so damn scary about it.”

Kayla’s story just about killed me. I loved it…of course…but my heart was all twisted up with Oscar and Matt and her relationship with her mom. Such an emotionally touching story about broken people and being brave enough to move forward. I won’t even tell you how many times I said “nooooo!!!” out loud. I wanted to tug Kayla aside and say “make good choices!” But our heroines never listen to us. Despite my angst, this book is an entertaining page turner with characters you can’t help but fall in love with. And I really fell for one guy in particular. Wow.

Roya Carmen always sucks me in these angsty relationships and people making emotional decisions. It’s like an accident I can’t look away from. I literally pick up the book and can’t read it non-stop with my hands covering my eyes half the time. She gets me every single time.

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April’s Blog of Awesomeness – “Add in the beautiful background of Paris and the feels, romance and angst and there’s One Week in Paris.”


Cupcakes and bookshelves – “The feels kept me enthralled and intrigued as to what would happen next. I REALLY did LOVE IT.”



Magic Beyond the Covers Book Blog – “Amazingly beautiful!”


A voice startles me. “Sorry, I’m late.”
It takes just a second for my brain to process the sound, the sound of a man’s voice, relatively young, not too deep. A Vermont accent not much different than my own. Yet, there’s something chilling about it, something that makes me uncomfortable, on edge.


When I open my eyes, I recognize him in an instant. Before my brain can even process him, my body reacts to him in ways that completely surprise me. Who would have thought that after ten years, he could still affect me this way. I feel nauseated, the taste of bile rises in my throat. A few seconds ago, I was completely fine, but now I’m clammy and hot. My hands are shaking, and my voice is gone, just like it always was around him years ago.
He hasn’t changed one bit. He still has the same piercing blue eyes and dirty blond hair, always kept a little too long. He still has that laissez-faire air of a boy who knows he has the world at his feet.
I fell hopelessly in love with him the first day I met him, a warm day in September, in seventh grade. He was the new kid on the block, and I was the shy self-conscious overweight girl. We’d met at the corner store next to the school. I would often sneak over there to buy treats because my mom wouldn’t let me have any — there were no sweets at our house. Dessert once a week was the rule.
I had bought a chocolate bar and a bag of jujubes. When I’d accidentally dropped the bag, and quite a few had fallen out, I was devastated. Matt picked them up quickly, one by one. “Five second rule,” he said, and popped one in his mouth. He gave me the other ones. I couldn’t help but smile.
I fell in love that instant.
We sat together on the picnic bench next to the store. He popped his bag of Doritos open and offered me one. I politely declined.
“Thank you so much,” I said to him, “for saving my jujubes. I don’t get to have candy often.”
“Me either.” He helped himself to another Dorito. “My mother is a health freak. My dad is a workaholic.”
I studied him carefully from head to toe. We were from different worlds. He was obviously a rich kid. His shoes alone were probably worth more than my whole wardrobe.
“Me too,” I told him. “My mother won’t let me have candy either.”
“Why?” he asked, as if it were not completely obvious. One look at me was enough to answer that question.
I stared at the ground as I dug into my bag of jujubes and reached for another one. “She thinks I’m fat. She says I need to lose weight.”
He smiled. “Don’t listen to her. Parents don’t know what they’re talking about.”
Did he really not see it? Did he think I was just fine the way I was? My mother didn’t. And my dad certainly didn’t either. Unlike my mom, he wasn’t polite about it. He’d always call me his ‘little tubs’.
“Are you new here?” I asked, an attempt to make conversation, and to learn everything there was to know about him.
“Yeah, we just moved here. My dad just started a real estate law firm. Apparently, the real estate market in this town is booming.”
I smiled. “I don’t know much about that.” I thought about my sad little apartment, and knew I’d never invite him to my place.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Kayla,” I said. “Kayla Wilson.”
He offered me his hand with a big smile. He had the biggest, brightest most charming grin I’d ever seen. “Matt Moore.”
Butterflies were dancing in my stomach. “Nice to meet you, Matt Moore.”
From that moment on, I was obsessed. I thought this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship, possibly more. I couldn’t even let my twelve-year old brain go there.
I had no clue that it was actually the start of my own personal nightmare.


Roya Carmen is a busy mom, romance writer, designer, bookworm, chocoholic, and hopeless romantic. There’s nothing she enjoys more than making up stories about love, and sharing them with her readers.