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Cry for You by Shaniel Watson 📖Review📖

Cry For You

by Shaniel Watson

Publication Date: March 13, 2018

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance



You know how the story goes. Don’t you?

Boy meets girl. Eyes lock, they fall in love, live happily ever after.

Not this story.

Lacey baby, was what he called me. He said I was too young for him but who cares, we were both young. He stopped resisting and we fell in love.

I thought we were going to be forever. We were. Until the unthinkable happened savagely ripping through us, ripping us apart, and forever turned in to never.

He was gone. I was left to pick up the shredded pieces. Punished for the life inside me I couldn’t give up. The very thing I didn’t know would bring me out of darkness years later, could be the very thing that brings us together again for a second chance.

If we can only survive the ripple effects of the pain of the past and what lies ahead…


💕💕 My Review for Cry For You 💕💕

Holy crap. This is my first Shaniel Watson book, but she is now one of my favs!

I don’t think I have cried during a story this much since Pet by Isabella Starling. This book is so emotional. But Shaniel did a great job with the issues that she decided to deal with. The back and forth from then and now was beautifully done. I loved this story!
I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.


Shaniel Watson is the author of the Imperfections Series. Her first book was published in 2015. She writes books she likes to read: sultry, emotional stories with imperfect characters that eventually get their happy ending.

Shaniel lives in New York and is the proud mother of two daughters.

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Series: Doing Bad Things by Jordan Marie Includes- Going Down Hard, In too Deep, & Taking it Slow 📖Review📖






A bottle of tequila

10 lime wedges
1 sexy blonde
Add in a crazy Vegas weekend
Lick and Swallow.
What do you get? A recipe for disaster.

Last night I got married.
I think.
I’m not exactly sure.
I was drunk off my ass, so it’s not exactly crystal clear.
But, I woke up with a ring on my finger, a marriage certificate, and a sneaking suspicion I had a wild wedding night.
Oh, and a bride who is long gone.
Apparently, what happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay here. Sometimes it takes off running.
But a runaway bride is the least of my problems.
Now I’m chasing after my runaway bride with divorce on my mind.
What could go wrong?
Besides everything.
This is book 3 in the series, but is self-contained and can be read as a standalone.
HEA inside and absolutely no cheating of any kind.


I whimper when the damn ping of my phone won’t hush. I squint, opening one eye—and one eye only.
Sweet Jesus on a turnip truck, I drank way too much last night. I warned Hope I didn’t do weddings. I hate them. She was in Vegas, everyone knows you do the deed at a quicky drive-thru chapel somewhere and get it done—if you are ever crazy enough to say “I do.”

I won’t… ever.

Slowly the room begins to come into a focus… it’s a blurry focus, but still.

The first thing I notice is everything hurts.

Even my hair.

Definitely had too much to drink. The second thing I notice is I’m not in my one-room apartment, lying on my broken-down, never comfortable, probably ruining my back forever, futon.

I’m in a bed. A really soft bed. I’m also in what appears to be a very fancy room. A room with entirely too much sunshine coming in through the windows. My gaze immediately goes to the open glass doors that lead out to a balcony. When I look around I can see I’m not only in a strange hotel room, I’m in one that costs bank.

Lots of bank.

Then, I just happen to notice the crumpled wedding dress on the concrete floor of the balcony.

That’s when panic begins, as memories flood through my mind.

Memories of the night before.

Of course, it might not be the crumpled dress that brings those back quite as much as the huge leg—not that leg—wrapped over mine, the arm currently wrapped across my stomach and the third leg—yes, that “leg”—pushing against my ass.

I look down at the milk chocolate beast of an arm and I swear the female bits between my legs tingle as memories of the night before flood through me. Memories of… Titan. I have the strongest urge to wiggle against the semi-aroused cock pressing against my ass, but I don’t. I hold myself really still.

Because I’m in the middle of the biggest panic attack ever.

I can’t remember all of what I did last night. It’s a blur of devil’s juice, eating the worm—disgusting, by the way, and I may never drink tequila again—and sex… so much sex.

Sex everywhere. Bed, floor, shower, closet—don’t ask—and against the wall. Sex against the floor-to-ceiling window with my ass mooning the strip, but… sex on that balcony after I was stripped of my wedding dress is the one that sticks in my mind. Sex where I hung over the concrete balcony screaming, “Fuck me, harder, Big Daddy,” while Titan did indeed fuck me harder for everyone and anyone to see. There are other balconies close by. I can’t be entirely sure who saw us… or who we may have scarred forever.

Because, let’s face it, sex in real life is never like the porn movies.

I slide out of the bed an inch at a time—panic making my heart slam against my chest so loud I want to cry, because my head hurts like hell. Titan grumbles but flops over on his back, still asleep. I stand there looking down at him and I can’t move.

He’s that beautiful.

 ✨✨My Review for Taking it Slow✨✨

Oh, my God, I loved this book. I love this family. I love this storyline.

Faith and Titan have one wild night, which in the first chapter you can figure out all on your own. Jordan is not afraid to describe in detail what these two do 🙂 But when Faith figures out that they are married, she hits the bricks. There is no way she is going to stay around and be told she isn’t wanted.

Titan wakes up and finds he is married but no wife can be found. But when he does find her, HAHA now the fun begins. Not only does he have to deal with Faith and her craziness if that is what you want to call it. But her family and Ida Sue. Whom we all love!

This is a must-read and one click! I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

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Have you ever wondered what would happen if your high school crush finally noticed you?
What if it happens 12 years later?

I’ve only loved one man in my life.
Gavin O’Leary.

He made my high school days a nightmare.
Not because he loved me.
Not because he hated me.
But because he had no idea who I was.

He was the popular guy with the chiseled abs, dark tan and perfect hair.
You know the type.
The type that only dated the perfect-ten, cheerleader.

I was the loner.
The nerd who hated high school and couldn’t wait to say goodbye.

And I did—to Freemont High and to Gavin.

The last thing I expected was to see him again twelve years later.
Yet here he is.
Only this time—he notices me.
This time—he kisses me.

This time saying goodbye to Gavin O’Leary might destroy me.

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Instant lust that took twelve years to explore. Safe read with an Alpha who knows what he wants and goes after it–HARD

✨✨My Review for Going Down Hard ✨✨

Yes, this is a shorter book by Jordan Marie. But it is a wonderful story. A story about young love never dealt with and when the two meet again things are a lot different. Casey is trying to make her way through Hollywood doing makeup for the actors.Gavin is stunt devil to his friend Aden when he bumps into Casey. These two are wonderful characters and I loved this story.

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I did a bad thing.
I did a really bad thing.
I’m not a bad person, I swear. I just made a few mistakes.

Mistake number one was agreeing to rent my hotel out to an insufferable a**hole, named Aden Smith.

Mistake number two was ignoring his threats to sue me when he handed over a list of items he deemed “unacceptable”.

Mistake number three was saving his life when he fell. It would have been less complicated to hide his body.

When the hospital refuses to let me know how he is, I panic.

Claiming to be his wife might be my biggest mistake yet—especially when he believes me!

He might have been the one in an ambulance, but I’m sinking in a bed of lies, going down fast—and there’s not a rescue in sight.

✨✨My Review for In Too Deep✨✨

As always Jordan Marie brings the most emotions out of her writing. I laughed, cried, and was plain mad at Aden and Holly at times. We met Aden in the last book and we knew or should have known that he has some major issues with trust and women. Not all the time together but some major issues all the same. So when he goes to hide out in Idaho with one of the only people in the world that don’t know who he is things take a weird a turn.
Holly has a lot of things in her life going on and having some intitled man show up and treating her like crap is the last thing she needed. So when she finds herself in a little bit of trouble she finds herself lying to the one person she finds herself loving.
Yes, these two should probably not be together but they just might find happily ever after. I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

USA Today Best Selling Author Jordan Marie, is just a simple small town country girl who is haunted by Alpha Men who talk in her head 24 hours a day.

She currently has 14 books out including 2 that she wrote under the pen name Baylee Rose.

She likes to create a book that takes you on an emotional journey whether tears, laughter (or both) or just steamy hot fun (or all 3). She loves to connect with readers and interacting with them through social media, signings or even old fashioned email.

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Scoring off the Field by Naima Simone 📖Review📖

Scoring off the Field

by Naima Simone

WAGS, #2

Publication Date: March 12, 2018

Genres: Adult, Entangled: Brazen, Contemporary, Romance, Sports Romance, Standalone



Tennyson Clark is getting a life. First step: quitting her job as assistant to Dominic Anderson, star quarterback for the Washington Warriors, her best friend … and the man she’s been secretly in love with for years. But since the gorgeous, if overprotective playboy has only ever seen her as his BFF, she’s finally ready to relinquish her tattered fantasy and move on. Enter steps two and three: new job and new man.

Football is Dominic’s life, and with his contract soon up for renewal, all his focus needs to be on the game. But Tennyson—dependable, logical Tennyson— is making that next to impossible with her mysterious new job and her sudden interest in online dating. He doesn’t do relationships. But the thought of another man touching her sexier-than-hell curves has him suddenly wanting more from his best friend.

Indulging in hot, dirty, what’s-my-name sex with no strings and lots of benefits is simple, uncomplicated…until it’s not.


🏈🏈 My Review of Scoring off the Field🏈🏈

For my first Naima Simone book, I have to say I loved it! Friends to lovers are one of my favorite types of books.
This one is wonderfully written and the characters are great. I love when I can laugh out loud with a book.
Dom is a great guy. He is a football player and does everything so that he can stay the best. But he also makes sure that his life is better for his best friend Tenny so that he can pay it forward as it is.
Tenny follows Dom to Seattle when he is drafted there and becomes his PA. While doing that she gets two degrees and is still in love with Dom (secretly) but keeps having her life circle around him. But now is time for her to make a life away from him. So when she announces that she is quitting and starts really dating, Dom freaks out. What will he do without his best friend?
Great story! I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.





USA Today Bestselling author Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey, Sandra Brown and Linda Howard many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel

starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— writing sizzling romances with a touch of humor and snark.

She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.

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Straight Up Irish by Magan Vernon 📖Review📖

Title: Straight Up Irish
Series: Murphy’s Brothers #1
Author: Magan Vernon
Genre: NA Contemporary
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
Release Date: February 19, 2018 
I need a wife if I want to help save my family’s billion-dollar pub empire. There’s just one problem: I never plan on marrying. So, I need someone who understands that this is just another business deal. I don’t do commitments. And my brother’s executive assistant, Fallon Smith, fits that bill.

Fallon needs help with her grandmother’s expenses, and her pretending to be my fake wife is a way we can make that happen. She’s not my biggest fan, but we can help each other and then go our separate ways. That she’s beautiful and I enjoy spending time with her–doesn’t matter. When all of this is done, she’s heading home to America, and I’ve got a company to run.

A fake wedding and a whole lot of whiskey. What could go wrong?

Chapter One


The harsh morning light streamed in through the windows as if it were a switch that made the pounding in my head even worse.


The Irish sun I swore was worse than the American one, and so was the alcohol. Nothing in the world compared to Irish whiskey and it had been a while since I’d been back to my hometown of Dublin.


My phone vibrated against the nightstand and stared at the screen until my eyes adjusted to the light I saw not only the time but that Jack’s assistant was calling me.


“Shit,” I muttered, unlocking my phone and sliding it to my ear.


“Fallon, Mo Gra, tell me your calling with some good news.”I jumped up, searching for something to cover my naked arse and found my clothes from the night before strewn across a hardwood floor.


“Using cutesy Irish pet names for me has never worked in your favor, and it especially isn’t when your brothers are wondering where you are.” Her American accent flowed through the speakers with the clicking of a keyboard loud and clear in the background.


“What’s the fun in that? C’mon, now. We’ve been emailing and having this lovely phone calls for months now. We’re practically best mates,” I said, grabbing my boxers.


“Is everything okay, Connor?” A soft voice with a thicker accent than mine murmured.


I whirled around, covering up my junk and my lucky shamrock tattoos that graced each hip bone. On the bed was a pale redhead with a devious smirk and hair more messed up than a 1980s American metal band. I’d say I shagged that one pretty good, wish I remembered it. Been a while since I’d gotten that knackered and wound up in the bed of a hometown girl.


“Is there someone in the background? Are you seriously hooking up when you have a meeting in ten minutes?”


The girl on the bed’s eyes widened, Fallon’s words booming through the phone.


“Yeah. I thought I set the alarm on my phone and would be on time. But the alarm didn’t go off and now I can’t find my pants. Think I can just walk in wearing my boxers?” My blue eyes searched the floor until I found my crumpled jeans.


“Yeah, it went off twice, and you mumbled for me to snooze it. Is that your wife on the phone? Should I be worried? ” the bed girl said in a scratchy voice, raising her eyebrows.


I shook my head as much as I could and slid on my pants.


If I didn’t get my shit together, the meeting was going to start without me. Why did I need to drink that much last night? While my brothers went home early, I just had to see what I was missing in Dublin by studying and working in America. Better than facing the fact why I was back in the country, I guess.


Funerals are as good of an excuse as any to get knackered.


“It’s my brother’s assistant. Fallon, wanna say hello to this girl who is asking if you’re my wife?” I asked with a smile that caused the girl on the bed’s eyebrows to raise even higher on her head.


Fallon groaned. “Why do I even bother calling you? This feels like Deja Vu from when you almost missed your flight out of Boston.”


“Ah, but that one didn’t involve a girl. Just whiskey. And I made that flight, thank you very much.” I held the phone between my ear and shoulder, sliding on my shirt.


“Only because I saved you with pre-boarding.”


“ Maybe when you’re done with work; you can come back. Or we can meet up tonight,” girl on the bed murmured.I combed my fingers through my hair, hoping it didn’t look as bad as hers did.


“Did she seriously ask you to come back? While you’re on the phone with me even?” Fallon’s laughter carried through the phone.


“Not now, Erin,” I said, brushing her hand off my shoulder while I tried to shimmy on my socks, not looking to see the girl’s reaction. If I hurried, I could still make the meeting on time and maybe even find a breath mint or two on someone’s desk on the way there.


“Don’t worry; I’m on my way, so you don’t need to get jealous. You’re the only girl who can bother me at all hours of the night.” I stood up and stepped into my shoes.


“Erin?” the bed girl asked with a huff.


I turned and looked at her steely glare and arms crossed over her bare chest.


“Not Erin?”


“Not even close,” she growled.


Fallon’s laugh carried through the speaker. “Oh, this is classic.”


I frowned even though Fallon couldn’t see it.


“Well, sorry Not Erin, but thanks for the sex I can’t remember. Hope it was better than mediocre for you,” I said with my hand on the door.


Never said I wasn’t an arsehole.


This caused a gasp from both Fallon and the bed girl. I quickly ran out the door, closing it before the thud of something hard hit the wall behind me. Could have been worse, I could have been cold-clocked by a shoe.


“Did you make it out of there alive after that comment?” Fallon asked.


When I stepped outside, I looked around, realizing I was only a few blocks from the office and the pubs I probably stumbled to this girl’s place from. “Ah, and the luck of the Irish is on my side, Mo Gra because I’m not far from the office.”


This wasn’t the first time I’d run to the office after a less than savory encounter with a bird. It’s how my life had been since I started Uni in America and then graduated three years ago.


“You do know this is a will reading, right? Not just you and Jack in a phone conference talking numbers?” she questioned.


“I’m very aware of what this meeting is for,” I grumbled.


I still had at least a few minutes before I was considered past fashionably late and onto acting the maggot. Running down the brick-paved streets of my childhood, I dodged the flower sellers and the older gentlemen who liked to walk for no reason at all.I wanted to come back to Ireland on better terms and not for my Da’s funeral.


Lung disease was one of the top killers in Dublin, and it hit him hard and fast. I didn’t know how bad it was until Fallon called and told me Da was in the hospital. She booked me a flight back home for the next day, but he was already gone before I even crossed the Atlantic.


“Sorry. That came out wrong.” Voices echoed in the background, and I wondered where she was in the building.


I’d seen the girl’s work photo icon in emails and breezed past her desk a few times, but never really saw her. Funny that she was someone I’d talked to almost as much as my brothers these past six months and I hadn’t formally met her.


“Where are you right now? Are you waiting for me outside the meeting room door? Hoping since Not Erin didn’t get a round two that maybe we can officially meet and hit it off?” I joked and breezed through the wrought iron gates of the Murphy Family Pub headquarters, past the secretary and front lobby, covered in photos of generations of Murphy’s who had run the company.


My family owned a distillery for years and used to brew the whiskey in downtown Dublin. The brand expanded, and my father went into the pub franchise business. Now we had hundreds of pubs all over the world, and the original distillery was currently used for a museum and pub on the first floor with corporate offices on the second.


Mam passed away soon after my youngest brother, Sean, was born. Da raised us all while building his empire and now with his sudden passing, my brothers Jack, Sean, and I were set to inherit the company. This meeting was just a formality to settle the estate, giving us our shares in the business. I figured Jack would take Da’s position as CEO with me as CFO and Sean as president or something if he wanted it.


“Your flirting isn’t cute, Mr. Murphy.”


I stopped at a mirror in one of the hallways, noticing my hair stuck up every which way and I tried to lay it down flat with one hand, holding my phone with the other. “What’s this Mr. Murphy nonsense? We’re practically family, Fal.”


She huffed. “Are you almost here? I’m almost to the conference room, and I don’t want to have to tell your brother you’re still not available.”. I started jogging, and just as I turned the corner, instead of breezing into the conference room, I ran chest first into a petite blonde who was holding a tray of coffees that had now spilled all down the front of her dress.


“Aw, I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean to do a number on ya,” I said, staring at her wide blue eyes, circled by red framed glasses. She looked between me and her dress.


I expected to hear a laugh or some quip from Fallon on my phone, but instead I listened to my voice echoing through the pink dressed girl’s phone.


Recognition dawned on me as my eyes roamed over her from the top of her blonde ponytail down the soaked through dress and cardigan, showing off the curvy frame she hid under the nerdy little ensemble. Her photos and glances at her did not do her justice. She was beautiful in a natural way which made her not need the fancy clothes or too much makeup.


“Fallon. We finally get to meet. I feel like I should hug you. Or maybe undress you. You know get you out of that pink number and into something not stained.” I stepped closer, putting my arms out. I may have said the words jokingly, but the thought of her dropping the dress and taking her against the paneled wall was on the forefront of my mind.


“Are you serious right now? You need to go. You’re going to be late,” she hissed


I glanced at my watch again. Shit, the meeting probably already started. I didn’t have time to sweet talk or other things. Pulling out my wallet from my back pocket, I grabbed a few notes. “Let me at least buy you a new dress and replace the coffees.”


“What? No. Just go. I’ll take care of this.” She narrowed her eyes and slightly shook her head.


“Are you sure?” I raised my eyebrows, still holding the money toward her.


The clock near the conference room chimed, alerting me it was at the top of the hour.


“We can chat more about this later,” I said, putting my money back in my wallet. “Nice officially meeting you, Pinky. Let’s do this again real soon, ” I said with a grin, patting her shoulder before I scooted toward the conference room and shut the door behind me.


Three sets of eyes looked up from the conference table they sat around.


My brothers were in crisp blue suits with their light brown hair perfectly gelled, making me look even more like a fool than I felt with my wrinkled clothes which smelled like sex and whiskey.This wasn’t the way to honor, Da, but at least I was there and I was going to be there for his company, no matter what it took.


“Mornin’,” I said, taking my seat across from the estate solicitor, Thomas O’Malley, who looked like a real-life leprechaun with his short stature, bright red beard, and reading glasses perched on his nose.


“Glad you could grace us with your presence, Connor,” Thomas said, shuffling the papers in his hands.


“Happy to have made it,” I said, folding my hands on the table and smiling, even though my brothers audibly groaned next to me. If there was one thing I learned from Da, it was that you never showed weakness.


“Okay, let’s get started with the reading,” Thomas said, clearing his throat.


Then flipped to a new sheet. “Whereupon my death, my three sons, Jack, Connor, and Sean will each inherit their equal share of thirty-three and a half-percent of the family franchise upon the day all three of their marriage certificates are certified by a priest and again by my solicitor Thomas O’Malley, six months after the day of their nuptials. If all three of them are not married within a year of my death, none will be able to get controlling interests, and the board may offer each son’s ownership stake to the highest bidder.”

Every hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Marriage? Thre three of us? Within a year? All of that to get the company? That couldn’t be right. Da never said anything about that. Sure, he was a loyal family man, who never married or even dated after Mam died, but I didn’t think he would do something like this.Especially when the board was a bunch of crotchety old men who smoked too many cigars and were probably half the reason Da got sick in the first place.

My oldest brother Jack leaned forward in his seat. “Thomas. I could be wrong here, but is this stating that each of us has to be married and not just married, but married for six months? And this all has to happen within the year? That can’t be right. Da never even re-married or had a serious girlfriend. He used to say the pub was his only wife after Mam.”

Thomas sighed, pushing his glasses up. “You young men have done a fine job in your positions in the company, but your father also knew you were still sowing your wild oats. He wanted to make sure you settled down a bit, so the company didn’t suffer. This was his way of seeing to that.”

There has to be a clause that can get us out of this, right? I don’t even have a girlfriend, let alone a girl I’d want to marry by the end of the year.” Sean said.

I wanted to ask Sean what he even had to do with this company since he hadn’t taken an interest in anything but rugby. I know Jack had brought up more than once about eventually buying out his portion and now with us all having to be married, or none of us got the company, which put a damper on that one. Before I could ask any more questions, Thomas cleared his throat.

“Boys, I’d like to say there’s another option, but that’s what it states in the will,” he said, standing up and placing the papers in his briefcase. “You can try and get your own solicitors or a judge to dispute this, but I’ve been doing this for longer than you’ve been alive. Once this will is set and notarized, it’s legally binding.”

“Does the board know about this?” Jack asked.

Thomas nodded solemnly. “Ah, they’re aware of the clause, not all of the details, but some have already made comments about a buyout for a third of the company.”

I clenched my fists without even thinking, my gut twisting at the thought of someone else taking over the business.The one Da had built from the ground up, but Jack and I had worked to keep it a well-oiled machine on both sides of the pond. A bunch of old men with one foot in the grave would just run the franchise into the ground along with all our hard work.

Da put a lot of hard work into the enterprise. What he built. What he wanted our family to have. That wasn’t just going to disappear because of some marriage clause, I couldn’t let it.

“Can’t we just find some girl, see if she wants to get married for a few months, then divorce with a nice little settlement? Isn’t that what they do on those American reality shows for publicity?” Sean asked, staring between all of us.

Thomas shrugged. “I guess there’s nothing in the will that says you can’t, but how do you think the board would take that? Moreover, your Da would probably roll in his grave if he heard you married a girl just to get the company. Your mother was the love of his life and the reason he was able to make this company what it is today. He just wants the same thing for you boys. Not some random fling.”

“I’m sure there are worse things we could do,” Sean muttered, buttoning and unbuttoning his suit jacket.

“If we have nothing else to discuss, then I best be heading back to the office. You’ll call if you need anything and let me know as soon as I get to meet the future Murphy girls,” Thomas said with a tight-lipped smile.

We walked him toward the door, but none of us left the room.

Jack was the first to speak as soon as Thomas rounded the corner and was out of sight. “What the hell are we going to do?”

Sean shook his head. “I don’t know. This wasn’t at all what I was expecting. Hell, I guess I’d better get on a dating app or something.”

“This isn’t a joke,” Jack growled.

I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to calm the beast a little, but his nostril’s flared. “Calm down, Jack. We’ll figure this out. We always do.”

His dark blue eyes didn’t move from the empty hallway. “This isn’t about deciding where to put a new pub in America or marketing expenditures. This is marriage. This is our company. Our future.”

I nodded solemnly. We all knew what was at stake here and the only way to solve our problems was with a wedding. Something I never even thought I would be thinking about. Now I had no choice. I was going to be a married man by the end of the year, and so were my brothers, no matter what it took.


My first Mayan Vernon story and it was really sweet.

This is a gentle, get to know you, need a wife kind of book.

Conner and his brothers will lose their business if they don’t get married and stay married. But Conner has nobody he can really turn to, and it has to be as real as real can get.

Fallen is Conner’s brothers PA. She not only takes care of Jack but for the last 6 months has made sure Conner has done his job too. And over time they have become phone friends.

So Conner decides to as Fallen for her help. But what happens when these two start really spending time together and learning about each other?

Like I said, this is a nice friend to lover slow romance novel. Good read. I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.


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Fragile Innocence by Dani Rene 📖Review📖

Title: Fragile Innocence by Dani René

Genre: Dark Ménage Romance



Innocence is fragile.

I learned from an early age that monsters are real.

They don’t lurk beneath the bed, instead, they hide in plain sight.

I spent two years in hell. Then I ran.

I escaped the monster to find two princes.

They eased my pain, healed my wounds, and stole my heart.

Although, monsters never die quite that easy. No.

Mine returned to haunt me the moment I felt safe.

And that’s when the fairytale ended.

Can I save what little of myself I have left?

Or will the monster take that too?

This is a dark ménage romance which has scenes that may upset some readers. Includes MMF and MFM scene. Due to scenes of an adult nature, this book is for 18+ ONLY.






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-My Review for Fragile Innocence-

🎆🎆 Book hangover🎆🎆

This is my first Dani René book and I knew from the description that this story was going to be dark. But this story is so much more.

It’s dark, emotional, disturbing, sad, hopeful, and finally loving. So much goes on with these three characters and they are all flawed, but that is why you fall in love them. And why they fall in love with each other.

This story is so real that it takes your breath away. And it is true. Every person that goes through a tragedy like this and comes out at the end is STRONG.

This is a must-read book. #oneclick!
I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.


International Bestselling author in BDSM & Erotica.

A proud member of the Romance Writer’s Organization of South Africa.

Dani is a fan of dark romance that grabs you by the throat and doesn’t let go. It’s from this passion that her writing has evolved from sweet and romantic, to dark and delicious. It’s in this world she’s found her calling, growing from strength to strength and hitting her stride.

On a daily basis she has a few hundred characters, storylines, and ideas floating around in her head. From the feisty heroines she delivers, to the dark, dominant alphas that grace the pages of her books, she’s promises light in a world filled with danger and darkness.

She has a healthy addiction to reading, TV series, music, tattoos, chocolate, and ice cream

Much love xo





Duet: Dark Intentions by T.L. Smith 📖Review📖

Title: Distorted Love
Duet: Dark Intentions #1
Author: T.L. Smith
Genre: Romance Suspense
Release Date: March 20, 2018
I loved him from the age of sixteen.
Hated him from the age of eighteen.
He disappeared at the age of nineteen.
We started off as enemies, then fast became lovers.
But our story isn’t a happily ever after.
It was a story of a king and a peasant. Can you guess which I was?
I knew we weren’t meant to be.
You see, he fell in love with her first. He loved me last.
I’m not someone’s second choice.
Not even for the boy who stole my heart.
I’m someone’s first.
Now, I just have to remember that.


What can’t T.L Smith write? This is a story of two people that want to love each other but there is no way for them too.

It starts out with them seeing each other after years of hurt, pain, and selfishness has become the norm for them. Then T.L brings us to the past.
Sass (Barbie) is a poorer child that is at a rich school on a scholarship. She goes to school with her cousin (rich snob kind of girl) Livia and a couple friends. Sass isn’t big on boys or parties. She wants out of the town they are living in and school is the answer.
Ryken is in school until he can take over for his father. Daddy owns all the strip clubs in town and is the man of the underground (although it is the unknown secret in town). Nobody messes with Ryken’s family or people start coming up missing. But when he starts paying attention to Barbie he knows he is asking for trouble.
Sass and Ryken are a couple that can never be but is destined to hurt each other always. Ryken and Livia are the couple to go forward and hurt everyone else and still fall into bed together with no remorse.

This is the first book of the duet. I am at a loss at how to characterize what I felt when I finished this book. Ryken is such a sh*t for what he does to Sass at the end. And who knows what Livia is up to now. Sass finally has a backbone and is now being sent away, but who knows if she will break again. Love is not always enough. We will see if it is in the next book! I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.



Sinister Love (Dark Intentions Duet #2) 


Releasing April 24th


Duet: The Perfect Storm by Annalise Delaney Includes- Safe in His Storm📖Review📖

 Title: Safe in His Storm
Series: The Perfect Storm Duet #1
Author: Annalise Delaney
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 13, 2018
Hiding from childhood horrors, Gabrielle Adams has struggled to keep herself safe. When the superficial world she’s created is challenged, she strives to maintain her tenuous control while keeping the past buried where it belongs. After a numbing year mourning the death of his wife, Jake Thornton is ready to
live again. An unapologetically dominant man with specific needs, he resolves
to find a woman seeking to surrender control, without expecting what he can
never offer—love.

A chance encounter awakens desires neither expected and both resist. Fate steps
in for a second time, and they succumb to an onslaught of lust and need,
convinced they can overcome any challenges. But when darkness approaches and,
with it, the very things they fear the most, do they have the strength to
weather the storm?

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My Review about Safe in His Storm

This is my first Annalise book and I loved it. Safe in His Storm is a story between Gabi and Jake. It is surrounded by the D/s theme so if that is not your kind of reading don’t read this story.

Gabi is a troubled young woman that is living her life to the fullest that she can get without dealing with her past. She is happy letting her past memories staying there and moving forward. When her friends have a wedding that she is in charge of putting together she finds out a little about the D/s lifestyle.

Jake has just dealt with his wife/submissives death. It has been a year and a half and he is ready to get back out there. He doesn’t know what he is really ready for but he knows he is ready for something. So when he sees Gabi at the wedding he knows what he wants.

Jake finding out Gabi has no idea what D/s is isn’t sure if he wants to take a newbie under his wing, but the chemistry between them is too much for him to deny. And Gabi is willing to try but is very honest about maybe not being what he is needing. So we are walked through the two of them learning each other. But while we are doing this (which is not boring or long) we start to learn a little about Gabi and her past. Which she is still adamant about not wanting to remember.

With this being a duet we are left with a cliffhanger. But it is one I am waiting for!
I voluntarily read an advance reader copy for my honest review.

She paused and then asked, “Have you ever been in love?”
It occurred to him then that he hadn’t told her about Lisa. Whether or not it was a timing issue, or just a subject he’d avoided, he wasn’t sure, but it hadn’t come up.
Then, a moment of guilt passed over him when he realized he hadn’t thought about Lisa like he used to. Oh, she was there on a daily basis, but not like it had been before. Not the same deafening, emptiness he’d grown used to. Now, it was more of a dull ache only felt when summoned. And with that thought, he
dismissed any lingering guilt. He’d said his goodbye and was moving forward the way he’d intended. And he’d
tell Gabrielle about her soon enough. “Yes,” he simply replied.
Appearing momentarily puzzled, Gabrielle tilted her head as if she’d seen something new. Finally, she smiled softly and directed her attention back to the game, lining up her next shot and then missing it. Jake stepped forward, called the pocket, and sent the eight ball sailing inside.
“Game.” She swallowed hard and looked at him. “You win.”
He couldn’t help the smug expression he felt crossing his face as she stood by, wide-eyed. He felt like a cat about to pounce on its prey—only she was prey who wanted to be caught—which made it perfect. When he closed the distance between them, he leaned to her ear and whispered, “And, as the winner of the game, I intend to take you home, tie you up, watch you come, and fuck you into next week.”

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Author Bio

Annalise Delaney’s love of romance spans from tales of knights in shining armor bravely rescuing the girl to those of damsels who need rescuing but put up a fight—because what fun would it be otherwise?

Writing occupied her time when age-appropriate books put her to sleep. However, the books tucked in the bottom drawer of her mother’s dresser overflowed with love, lust, betrayal, and revenge—making for far better reads. VC Andrews’ imaginative and twisted stories started it all.

Annalise juggles a busy schedule, adhering to the age-old maxim, ‘Work hard, Play hard.’ When she’s not working, she might be found anywhere on the beach, under a palm tree, or where chips & salsa and margaritas are served. But always laughing with family or friends until her cheeks hurt.
As for what she writes today, let’s just say it’s come a long way from sweet. Welcome to the place where sweet meets spicy. A place where stories come to kiss and tell.


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