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Now or Never by Stella Rhys

 

Title: Now or Never
An Irresistible Series Standalone
Author: Stella Rhys
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
Cover Design: Vivian Monir
Photo: Wong Sim
Model: Amadeo Leandro
Release Date: September 25, 2018
Blurb
He’s twelve years older. My brother’s best friend.

And for the next two weeks, he gets to have me in all the ways he’s ever wanted. 

HOLLAND

The last time I saw him, he said he’d never want me.

But fast-forward five years, and more than a few things have changed.

He’s still Iain Thorn. He’s still my brother’s best friend and the painfully
sexy man I clearly never stopped wanting. But me?

Apparently, I’ve grown up in more ways than he can resist.

IAIN

I’m going to hell for looking at her like this.

She’s too young for me. Too sweet and naive.

She has no idea what I would do to her.

But since the day she walked back in my life in that tight little dress, I’ve
felt myself caving. I said I’d never in my life get involved with Holland
Maxwell.

But since I’m already going to hell, I might as well make it worth it.

 

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Stella Rhys is an author of contemporary romance and can’t
help but write it hot, steamy and borderline filthy (just kidding, it’s just flat-out filthy). Writing aside, she lives for coffee, the Yankees and cooking recipes way out of her league. She was born and raised in New York and now lives there with her husband and charmingly entitled fur baby.
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Series: Russian Bratva by Hayley Faiman

Title: Collared by the Badman
Series: Russian Bratva Series 
Author: Hayley Faiman
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 24, 2018
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Sergei Orlov has lived a life of dark corruption. Denying himself any bit of normalcy and happiness as a way to protect his family—of blood or Bratva.
He’s seen as a savior to his men, living in darkness behind closed doors.
Raisa was a girl sold into a life of sexual servitude. Memories of her life before—forgotten. She aspires to be cherished by a man who will forever keep her as his own, never to be sold, abused, or traded again.
A favor asked, turns into something else, something unquestionably beautiful. Sergei cannot deny that Raisa stirs something inside of him. Something that he has never felt before.
One fractured savior. One shattered soul. When the two collide, their lives take on new meaning.

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Series: Hell’s Handlers MC by Lilly Atlas

Title: Jigsaw
Series: Hell’s Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: November 6, 2018

After being disappointed by her family one too many times, Izzy’s convinced the only person she needs is herself. Seeking a life with fewer relationships, she leaves the bustle of the city and moves to small-town Tennessee. Her plans for quiet and solitude don’t last long after she’s adopted by both the men and women of the Hell’s Handlers Motorcycle Club.
Once upon a time, Lincoln had a picture-perfect life. Sweet, loving wife, beautiful daughter, enviable career. But one fated night, it’s all wiped out, leaving him scarred both mentally and physically. Now known as Jigsaw, he’s a force to be reckoned with, and a valuable asset to the Hell’s Handlers MC. He’s also done. Done with love, done with dreams, done with women…unless it’s to work off some tension.
Despite their resolve to avoid entanglements, chemistry blazes between Jig and Izzy and becomes harder to resist with each encounter. When the club’s enemies set their sights on Izzy, the Handlers pull her even further into the fold. Everything Izzy believes about families is challenged as Jig and his club prove they can be counted on again and again.
Fighting side by side with a fearless woman, even one as smokin’ as Izzy, isn’t something Jig wants, but it might be exactly what he needs. If club business doesn’t destroy them, do Jig and Izzy stand a chance of letting their pasts go and finding happiness?

 

A full five minutes early for his appointment, Jigsaw shouldered through the door and into Inked, the one and only tattoo shop in Townsend, Tennessee. But even if it wasn’t, even if there was a shop on every corner, it’d be the best by far. Rip was a master with a tattoo machine who could bring anyone’s vision to life.
Maverick and Rocket filed in after him, immediately taking seats on the ratty couch butted up against the display window. His brothers had tagged along despite knowing how much Jig hated an audience for this.
He had a tat on his thigh that he added to every year on his wife and child’s birthdays which just happened to be only three days apart. Without fail, it put him in a shitty mood, and his brothers damn well knew it. But they couldn’t just leave him the fuck alone. They had to stick their fucking noses in his shit and follow him, so he didn’t “do something stupid.”
Every damn year.
Assholes.
“Hey, Jig,” Rip called out. “Lemme talk to you for a second.” He stepped from behind the privacy curtain pulled around his customer. To say the shop was simple would be a ridiculous understatement. Inked about as no-frills as it came, with two tattoo chairs, a reception desk, a second-hand couch and a few sketches on the wall. Rip didn’t give a shit about the décor or ambiance. He gave damn good ink and had the reputation to prove it.
“What’s up, Rip?” Jig asked after Rip waddled his large frame cross the shop.
“Hey, I’m running about forty-five minutes behind, man. I’m sorry.” Rip gave Jig a sheepish half smile.
From the couch, Maverick laughed and rubbed his hands together. “Woohoo, does this mean Jig gets to have his face inked on you?”
Not one to find much shit funny, Jig snorted. Rip was a bit of a psycho when it came to lateness. Threatened to tattoo his face on a client if they were late to their appointment. He’d done it before too, the bastard. That was the reason Jig never let himself be later than five minutes early. Last thing he needed was Rip’s ugly mug on his ass cheek.
“I really am sorry, man,” Rip said. He ran a hand through his hair and shifted uncomfortably, seeming flustered which wasn’t him.
“Everything good?” Jig asked.
Rip lowered his voice. “Yeah, just had this broad come in crying a few minutes ago. Breast cancer survivor who recently had some reconstructive surgery. Wanted me to ink nipples on her.”
“Well fuck me, Rip,” Mav said. “Why didn’t you start with that? Now I feel like an ass for ragging on you.”
With a shrug, Rip swiped the back of his hand across his forehead. “Shit, I’m sweating, guys. This is a lot of pressure.”
This time, Jig let out a small laugh. “You did all our Hell’s Handlers back pieces without blinking an eye, and you’re afraid of some nipples?”
“It’s a big deal,” Rip grumbled.
Jig slapped him on the back. “Hey, man, no worries. I can reschedule.” In reality, the change to his schedule pissed him off, but what the fuck could he do? He wasn’t about to be the asshole who pulled Rip away from a cancer survivor. Jig might be an unfeeling bastard, but he wasn’t a robot.
“Nah, not necessary,” Rip said as he walked toward the desk. “I got someone else who can do it.”
Jig froze and scanned the shop. It was then he realized there was a curtain pulled around the second chair as well. Muffled voices could be heard from behind the fabric wall but not well enough to make out what was being said. “You telling me you actually hired some help?”
For the past two years, Rip had been saying he needed to hire a second artist. Ever the control freak, no one actually thought he’d let another professional into his shop. He found fault with every other artist out there.
“Yeah, I did. They’re just finishing up the aftercare convo. Then you can meet ’em.”
“I don’t know.” Jig frowned. No one but Rip had gone near his skin with ink and needle.
“They’re good, Jig. Wouldn’ta hired ’em otherwise. Trained ’em myself actually. Years ago. Take a look at some of their work.” He dug around behind his desk and pulled out a beat-up binder, laying it out on the counter.
Like a bunch of teenage chicks who didn’t want to miss out on the gossip, Mav and Rocket hopped up to join him at the counter.
Mav, who had more inked skin than not, whistled. “Shit, Rip. These are fucking amazing. This guy might do better work than you.”
It was meant as a joke, but Rip snorted and nodded. There was definite truth to Maverick’s words. The lines were so precise, the images so vivid and perfect it was hard to believe they were done by a human hand. One of the photos was a butterfly that literally looked like it was lifting off some chick’s shoulder. Amazing.
“Give ’em a shot,” Rip said. “Promise they’ll do you right.”
Jig sighed and rubbed a hand across his jaw. Time to trim his beard. He’d gotten lazy the past few weeks and had let the beard get a little out of control. He always kept some amount of growth because it covered the bottom third of his scar, but he tried to keep it neat. Most of the time. “All right, man. Let’s do it.”
Seemed like Rip was really trying to push the new guy. Probably trying to build up his clientele. If the work in his portfolio was an accurate reflection of the guy’s skill, he’d be a fool to turn down this artist.
“Great.” Rip’s yellow-toothed smile beamed. “Oh, here she comes now.”
“Wait, what?”
She?
Maverick coughed in a weak attempt to cover his laughter, but it quickly turned to a gasp.
Oh yeah,” he said. “That one’ll do you right, Jig.”
“Holy fuck,” Rocket whispered.
Rip wore a shit-eating grin, the fuckstick. He’d purposefully misled them into thinking it was a dude. Jig didn’t want some bitch getting anywhere near him with a needle. He flipped his brothers off and spun to check out this lady tattoo artist for himself.
Ho-ly shiite.
About five-eight inches—and that was without the four-inch stilettos—of pure sex and sin strutted her way straight toward him. Somehow, this woman had poured herself into the tightest black leather pants he’d ever seen. They molded around her long, shapely legs and damn if he didn’t wish for her to turn around. He just bet she had a stellar ass that would only be enhanced by the grip of soft leather.
With each step, the back and forth sway of her hips drew his eye like he was watching the pendulum of a clock swing side to side. Forcing his gaze from her hips, he trailed it upward, not oblivious to the tight black tank top that cupped her breasts as snugly as the leather cupped her thighs.
“Hey, boys,” she said, her voice on the lower side. Husky, he’d call it.
Mav whistled. “Damn, woman. And I say this in a totally non-creepy, non-flirting way because I have a woman that would shoot off my junk if I so much as hit on another chick, but you are some kinda fucking gorgeous.”
Jig clenched his teeth together as the new lady tattoo artist threw her head back and laughed. Fucking Maverick. Flirting and charming woman was just part of his DNA. He truly meant it when he said he wasn’t hitting on her. The man just couldn’t let a beautiful woman walk away without her knowing she was gorgeous.
“Aren’t you the charmer,” she said, placing her hands on those fantastic hips.
Damn her body was out of this world. Not skinny, not even too curvy, it was more…athletic. Sleek lines, the swell of muscles in her arms, flat stomach. The girl must spend some serious hours in the gym.
“Guys, this here is Isabella. I taught her everything she knew about ten years ago. She finally agreed to move here and work with me.” Rip beamed with pride as he introduced his protégé.
“Please,” she said. “Call me Izzy. One of you boys looking for some ink?”
Fuck no.
Wasn’t happening.
Rocket cleared his throat like he had a whole steak lodged in there. If the asshole wasn’t careful, he’d have Jig’s fist lodged in there instead.
A hand slapped down on his shoulder. “My man Jig here needs some ink.”
Fuckin’ Maverick.
“Don’t want to mess up your schedule,” Jig said. “I’ll come back when Rip can fit me in.”
Rips face fell making Jig feel like scum. Wasn’t the shop owner’s fault that Jig wanted nothing to do with most women. Unless he was fucking them. That was pretty much the only time he associated with them. Of course, his brother’s ol’ ladies couldn’t seem to leave his ass alone. Always trying to bring him food, fix him up, and acting like freaking mother hens around him.
Especially Mav’s woman, Stephanie. He’d helped rescue her from a fucking psycho not long ago, and he seemed to have become her special project.
“Oh, I’ll, uh, check my book.” Rip waddled behind his desk and flipped through his old-school appointment book.
Izzy’s dark, almost black eyes just stared at him, hands on her hips, earning her Jig’s scowl. Who the hell did this bitch think she was?
Instead of caving under his murderous glare, one of her perfect black eyebrows arched high into her forehead. “You afraid your dick will invert if a woman puts some ink on you?”
She had a set of balls, he’d give her that much. “Nah, I—”
“I’ve inked hundreds, actually thousands of dudes.” She gasped and covered her mouth with her unpolished fingertips. “Shit, I’ve even tatted some bikers.”
Behind him, Mav and Rocket chuckled. Fuckers were enjoying this way too much.
Izzy leaned closer and dropped her volume. “Promise you, Bubba, not one of those guys grew a pussy because I was the one holding the needle.”
A strangled sound came from Rocket, and Maverick flat out laughed. Rip joined in, and soon the three of them were howling like a bunch of fucking hyenas.
Goddamnit. Not only had she interrupted him, sassed him, and tossed attitude at him, she’d thrown down a challenge. His damned male pride left him no choice.
“Show me to your chair,” he grumbled.
A massive grin of victory broke out across her gorgeous face. “Follow me, Bubba,” she said as she spun on one of those pencil-thin heels then sashayed to her station.
And fuck if he didn’t feel a twitch of his dick and a twitch of his lips. Where his cock’s interest came from, he had no idea. Miss Izzy couldn’t be further from his usual type.
He liked ‘em blonde, blue-eyed, small, sweet, and docile. Not tall, dark-haired, and mouthy. She’d even shaved the sides of her head, adding to her badass-bitch look.
But as he watched the very long tail of a tight braid swinging back and forth across the top of what was without a doubt a stellar ass, he couldn’t deny the animal attraction to her.
Fuck.
This was gonna be a shitty few hours.
Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
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Series: Grace Trilogy by Autumn Grey

 

Title: Desolate
Series: Grace Trilogy #1
Author: Autumn Grey
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Okay Creations
Release Date: September 24, 2018

 

Blurb
There are angels and demons at war inside my head.I had it all figured out: finish high school, attend seminary and finally answer my calling of becoming a priest. What I hadn’t counted in the equation was her.
Grace Miller.
The girl who was always out of my reach. The girl who still makes me lose my
breath with just a look.
Little did I know she would become my temptation and vice, and quite possibly,
my ruin.
Now I’m standing at a crossroads, and my head is a battlefield. How do I choose
sides when it means losing a part of who I am?

 

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Autumn Grey writes sexy, angsty contemporary romance that always ends with a happy ever after.  She loves reading stories
with flawed and quirky characters, broody alphas and sassy heroines.
 
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Series: Iron Ladies by Danielle Norman 📕Reviewed📕

 

Title: Roadster
Series: Iron Ladies #1
Author: Danielle Norman
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 13, 2018
Blurb
“Here, take this, you need it.”
Those words used to mean something different to Adeline Morgan. Once upon a time, they preceded her next high. Now they had a deeper meaning, they were the sacred code of a whisper network of women. Women who’d been helped by The Iron Ladies. The wives of controlling husbands. The partners of cheating men. The lovers of playboys leading secret lives. As an Iron Lady, Adeline helped them all. And she loved every minute of it. And with each case
Adeline grew jaded. Every man had the potential to break hearts and destroy lives. Until she met the one determined to prove her wrong. He didn’t want to break her heart…he wanted to steal it.

 

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If you are looking for a wonderfully sweet and powerful woman strong book this is it. Adeline is a powerful woman that is there to help women that are in bad relationships. She is a strong character and I really enjoyed reading her story.

Riley is perfect for her. Although Adeline does not make it easy for him at all, he is strong enough to keep at it. These two characters are just great. I absolutely loved this book and the start of this series. I can’t wait for more!

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Before becoming a romance writer, Danielle was a body double
for Heidi Klum and a backup singer for Adele. Now, she spends her days trying to play keep away from Theo James who won’t stop calling her or asking her out. 
And all of this happens before she wakes up and faces reality where in fact she is a 50 something mom with grown kids, she’s been married longer than Theo’s been alive, and now get her kicks riding a Harley.
As far as her body, she can thank, Ben & Jerry’s for that as well as gravity and vodka. But she says that she could never be Adele’s backup since she never stops saying the F-word long enough to actually sing.
Danielle writes about kickass women with even better shoes
and the men that try to tame them (silly silly men).
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Series: Haven, Texas by Laylah Roberts 📕Reviewed📕

Molly’s Man by Laylah Roberts

 

 

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She moved forward, coming to a stop as she finally managed to make out the features of the person on the other side. Jake.

Her stomach danced happily as she opened the door. “Hey, sheriff. You sure you’re not following me?”

He pulled off his hat, holding it in front of him. “Molly, what are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“I saw the light was on and I knew Laken should have been closed up by now. Thought I’d just check that everything was all right.”

She sighed. “You caught me red-handed stealing.” She held out the yellow skirt. “I suppose you better arrest me and haul me away to jail.”

“You want to be arrested?”

“I have a thing for authority figures,” she whispered with a wink, leaning into him. She leaned a bit too far, though and her sprained ankle gave way, sending her toppling into him.

He grabbed hold of her, holding them both steady.

“Whoops! Sorry, Sheriff. Didn’t mean to fall head over heels for you.”

His eyebrows drew closer together. “Molly, have you been drinking?”

“Just a couple.”

“You smell like booze.”

“I do not!” she protested before she remembered the wine she’d spilled on herself. “Oh, I suppose I do.”

“I hope you’re not planning on driving anywhere,” he said sternly.

“Of course not.” She sighed with exasperation. “Sheriff, are you always so serious?”

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She’s ticking things off her bucket list. Number one, find a sexy man to tie her up and spank her…

Molly knows she’s not going to live a long life. Both her mother and grandmother died young. She’s determined to fit as much fun in as she can. Starting with quitting her job and moving to Haven where the men are sexy, protective, and dominant. It’s just her luck that the man she’s most drawn to is the very serious, very strict Sheriff of Haven.

He’d lost the love of his life once, it won’t happen again…

The only thing that kept Jake going after the death of his wife was his job. Enforcing the law, following the rules, having routines and guidelines, that’s his life. Then a red-headed dynamo moves into town and rocks his world upside down. She infuriates him, intrigues him, and she pushes his comfort zone. So he decides to push back…

Contains one protective Dom and the woman who will turn his life upside down.

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I did not know when I started this book that there were 3 previous books to this series. Thank goodness they are all more or less standalone. There are characters from previous books and mentions of those stories but it doesn’t take away from this book.

Molly ends up in Haven to take care of her bucket list. She is determined that when her life ends it will be on her terms. But she never thought she would ever meet someone like Jake. All she wants is to find some fun at the local BDSM club and take some much needed time with friends.

Jake is the local sheriff. He is still trying to get over a tragedy from his past. He has not had anyone in his life for 2 years or so. But when he meets Molly he decides to get involved with the scene again and interduce her into the life.

I really enjoyed this story and the characters. I will be going back to read the other stories to this series.

Laylah Roberts grew up in rural New Zealand. She worked her way through several libraries, devouring romance books. She finally worked up the courage to write her own story and she’s never looked back. She loves dominant, Alpha men who meet their match in her strong heroines. When she’s not writing, she’s busy running after her young daughter and trying to tame her never-ending pile of laundry.

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Series: Devil’s Reach by J.L. Drake Includes- Trigger 📕Reviewed📕, Demons📕Reviewed📕, & Unleashed (Coming-Soon)

 

 

Title: Unleashed
Series: Devil’s Reach #3
Author: J.L. Drake
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Genre: MC Romance
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Designs
Photo: Lane Dorsey
Model: Josh Mario John
Release Date: October 30, 2018

 

Blurb

 

Trigger
Tess was under the Devil’s watch while I suffered behind bars with my demons…
The ace in my pocket brings power, and the temptation to flip overwhelms me.
I’m playingchicken with the reaper, and it’s only feeding his thirst. The smell of blood is a drug. It fuels me. Consumes me.
I am lost.
Tess
The Devil stole me, but I refuse to belong to someone else.
I’m a fighter.
I will do whatever it takes to get back to my family.
Treachery and betrayal surround us.
The only way out is to turn the greatest loss into the greatest victory.

 

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Wow. It has been a while since I have read such an enjoyable MC story. Two broken people, but for totally different reasons might find some kind of love between themselves.
 
Trigger is the prez of the bike club. He is emotionally stunted and is very deadly. But his MC is his family and life.
 
Tessa is friends with the vice prez and is hiding out from them. Them being an ex and her mother. When Trigger and she decide to get close but no emotions. Sometimes things don’t always work out.
 
This does end on a cliffhanger. But is a great book

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So this book starts where Trigger ended. Trigger is on a rampage and Tess has run off to where she never wanted to go back to.
 
Tess is back at her mother’s place which we find out is a brothel kind of place, and Clark is there. Tess hates it there but has no choice right now but to be there. We learn a lot about Tess and her past. It is very emotional and hard to read at some parts.
 
Trigger is back to being himself before Tess. He is also trying to find his father. Everyone in his crew wants Tess back but they also know they need to tread lightly when it comes to bringing her up since they know Trigger is walking a thin line where she is involved.
 
I loved this story and couldn’t put it down. I am excited to see what the next one brings us. The ending is unbelievable. I voluntarily read an advanced reader copy for my honest review.

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Bestselling author J. L. Drake was born and raised in Nova
Scotia, Canada, later moving to Southern California where she lives with her husband and two children.
When she’s not writing, she loves to spend time with her
family, travelling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you might notice in her books is her love for the four seasons. Growing up on the east coast of Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often mentioned in her writing.
An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has often
found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue.

She hopes you will enjoy her stories as much as she has
enjoyed writing them.

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