Suspense

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
Cover Design: Cassy Roop @ Pink Ink Designs

 

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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Kaznachei’s Pain by V.F. Mason

She changed everything. And demanded it all.

Kaznachei’s Pain by V.F. Mason is releasing on October 4th!

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Kaznachei

A long time ago, life was nothing but never-ending suffering.

The brotherhood welcomed me with open arms, giving me a chance even though I hated everything about it.

For years I lived on the edge of desperation, seeking solace in things that never gave me peace.

Until she showed up, changing everything…and demanding it all.

A beautiful yet stubborn FBI agent who made me crazy with every breath she took.

Unfortunately, her presence awakened the evils of my past that would not rest until they destroyed what I held dear to my heart.

 

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V.F.Mason always loved reading books and had quite a few fights with her momma over the genre she liked (romance, duh!) She studied filmmaking and thought that would feed her desire for stories, but that didn’t happen. Finally, when she was tired of all those voices in her head, she sat down and wrote a book. It was a huge decision to make and she thanks her friends and family for supporting her in it. When she is not writing, she can be found with her friends doing all sorts of crazy things or reading recent romance books that were written by her favorite authors.

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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: 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

 

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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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Series: Linear Tactical by Janie Crouch Includes- Cyclone, Eagle, and Shamrock

 

Title: Cyclone
Series: Linear Tactical Series #1
Author: Janie Crouch
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: September 25, 2018

 

Blurb

 

He’d protect her from any threat…

But what if the biggest threat is him?

Doctor Anne Nichols is back in Oak Creek, Wyoming, only because she has no other options. Here, she was always the shy, stuttering girl, invisible to everyone. 
Except Zac Mackay. The very reason she left in the first place.
Zac’s years in Special Forces taught him survival skills, and he’s created a company—Linear Tactical—to teach those skills to others, so they never have to live in fear.
Then why is Annie, the last person he’d ever want to hurt, afraid
of him
Zac’s determined to wipe the fear from the eyes of the woman who has never been far from his mind. And fix the mistakes—his mistakes—that put that look there in the first place. 
But a predator has set his sights on Annie. And now survival
skills
 will become much more than lessons…

 

 

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Title: Eagle
Series: Linear Tactical Series #2
Author: Janie Crouch
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: October 30, 2018

 

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He’s fighting for what’s right…
She’s fighting just to survive…


When former Special Forces soldier Finn Bollinger is asked to help with a deadly government mission, he’s up for the
task. His job teaching survival skills to civilians at Linear Tactical keeps him sharp, and he can still handle himself in the field.

But the Army damn well didn’t teach Finn how to handle Charlotte Devereux. She’s back and she’s all sorts of bad news.
Charlotte can’t change the past. Can’t change the choices she made or the fact that they cost her everything. All she can do is endure the fallout. Even if that means putting her future in the hands of Finn, the man who has every right to want to destroy her.
And can in so many more ways than he thinks.
When the undercover mission goes impossibly wrong, they’ll all have to depend on Charlotte’s strength in order to survive. But everyone has a breaking point…

 

 

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Title: Shamrock
Series: Linear Tactical Series #3
Author: Janie Crouch
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Deranged Doctor Design
Release Date: December 4, 2018
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Every mission has a price.

He never meant for her to pay it.
Aiden Teague had never left a fallen comrade behind, not during his years in the Special Forces nor afterwards as part of Linear Tactical. But he’s forced to do so in an undercover mission gone wrong, leaving a woman trapped in a human trafficking ring. 
Violet Collingwood learned in the most brutal way possible that no one is promised a happy ending.
She knows Aiden blames himself, at least in part, for what happened to her at the hands of the traffickers, but she refuses to let her abduction define the rest of her life.
She won’t be a victim again.  And she’s going after what she wants: Aiden.
Watching Violet transform herself into a fierce warrior is the sexiest thing Aiden has ever seen. The honorable plan would be to stay away from her—let her heal and grow without the shadow of his mistakes clouding her progress—even though every instinct tells him to claim her for his own. 
But when they discover the danger they thought they’d left behind is closer than ever, they’ll have to confront their fears and fight side-by-side in order to survive.

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USA TODAY bestselling author Janie Crouch writes what she loves to read: passionate romantic suspense.  She is a winner and/or finalist of multiple romance literary awards including the Golden Quill Award for Best Romantic Suspense, the National Reader’s Choice Award, and the RITA© Award by the Romance Writers of America.
Janie recently relocated with her husband and their four teenagers to Germany (due to her husband’s job as support for the U.S. Military), after living in Virginia for nearly 20 years. When she’s not listening to the voices in her head—and even
when she is—she enjoys engaging in all sorts of crazy adventures (200-mile relay races; Ironman Triathlons, treks to Mt. Everest Base Camp) traveling, and movies of all kinds. 

 

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Beast by SC Daiko

 

Title: BEAST
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 20th, 2018
Cover Designer, Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs

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I’ve been sold by my own father to a beast. 
 
Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.  
He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.  
A notorious Russian mobster, badass personified. 
 
And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt. 
 
But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know… we have a son, 
and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.  
 
Eva Petrenko. 
Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T. 
She drives me fucking insane. 
Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist. 
She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it. 
Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her. 
Problem is, Eva’s father isn’t the only one with debts… 
and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood. 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 
 
 
Without warning, my head starts to spin. Shit, I shouldn’t have drunk that cocktail so fast. I can’t see any signs indicating the bathroom. Maybe I can escape for a few minutes behind one of these doors? I’m not that desperate to pee, just need somewhere peaceful to sit and wait for my brain to clear.  
I step into an office unlike any I’ve been in before. Ritzy, with an executive desk in the center that’s the size of my bed at home. My eyes are immediately drawn to a stack of banknotes on top of the shiny surface. I tiptoe across the room.  
Wow, it’s a pile of one-hundred-dollar bills. 
I pick one up to examine it. 
Surely these can’t be real? 
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” a baritone voice booms. 
The air around me compresses, and I spin around. 
A man in a tux is standing in the doorway, piercing blue eyes glowering at me. He’s so big his shoulders nearly meet the doorjambs.  
And he’s drawn a fucking gun on me! 
“I was looking for the bathroom.” I drop the money back onto the table, my heartbeat thudding in my ears. 
Blue Eyes paces up to me, holsters his firearm and grabs my wrist. “Who sent you to snoop?” His English is good, but I detect a familiar intonation. “Was it Vadim Rayt?” he adds. 
“No one sent me,” I blurt out in Russian. “I’m telling the truth.” 
I try to squirm out of Blue Eyes’ hold, but he pulls me against his rock-hard chest, towering above me and invading my senses with his spicy sandalwood cologne. 
“Let me go.” I struggle and aim a kick at his shin. 
His laugh is scornful. “Not before you give me a better explanation.” 
I bite my bottom lip, trying to come up with something. “I just needed some time out.” 
“Time out? You’ve got to be kidding. The only women who come in here on their own are hookers. High-class hookers who bribe the doorman.” His gaze roves over my body. “Either you’re a whore or a spy. Which one is it?” 
An idea occurs to me. How I can get out of this situation. “I’m a hooker,” my voice purrs. 
I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I’ve never been so blatant… like ever. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Once I’ve gotten his pants down around his legs I’ll make a run for it. I reach for his belt buckle with my free hand. 
With a groan he lets go my wrist and pushes me to my knees. “You better be good.” 
I’ve never given a blow-job in my life. It wasn’t something I felt I could offer my ex, the only boyfriend I’ve ever had. 
But I’m not gonna suck Blue Eyes off, am I? 
This is only a means to an end. 
I pull down his suit pants, and he releases his monster cock himself. Oh. My. God. There’s a ring-style piercing at the tip. Is that what they call a Prince Albert? I stare at it, fascinated. 
“Like what you see, Kotenok?”  
Somehow, I don’t mind being called kitten by him. 
Mistake, Eva.  
Big mistake. 
Focus on the task at hand… You need to get out of here. 
I jump to my feet and prepare to run.  
But he grabs me by the hair, yanking me against him. “Oh, yes, you are good, little slut. But not as good as you think you are. Time you learned a lesson.” 
He steps out of his pants and drags me over to his executive chair.  
“What are you doing?” I yelp. 
“Punishing you for attempting a fast one. I’m going to spank your ass.” 
“And then you’ll let me go.” It’s more a statement than a question. 
“One step at a time, Kitten. First, I will punish you… then we negotiate.” 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Series: Hard N’ Dirty Includes- Getting Dirty (Aubrey Cara)📕Reviewed📕, Filthy Fight (Alta Hensley) 📕Reviewed📕, Hard Wood (Tara Crescent)📕Reviewed📕, Blaze (Renee Rose)📕Reviewed📕, Hammered (Alexis Alvarez)*8/30, Drilled (Ava Sinclair)*9/1, Jacked Up (Jane Henry)*9/6, Beauty & the Lumberjacks (Lee Savino) *10/1

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Perfection isn’t always so perfect.

All I’ve done since I was seventeen is try to prove my father wrong.

Try to prove I am better than him and his perfect lineage. His perfect name.

Anyone who has gotten in my way of attaining that goal I consider collateral damage.

Now my life has spiraled so far out of my control, I’m free falling, and for whatever reason Jess and Jace feel like a safe haven.

They’re not. They’re two blips from my past. And that’s where I should have left them.

We come from different worlds.

Whatever we have can only exist in this moment.

They’re just two dirty mechanics.And I’ve spent my whole life avoiding

getting dirty.

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Man, I loved this story. I have never read Aubrey Cara before and I didn’t read the blurb either, to be honest. I read this story because it is part of the Hard N’ Dirty series. So I just drove right in and I am so happy I did. I got some great freaking characters and a wonderful story.

The brothers were amazing and Madeline is a headcase. But Jace and Jess bring out the best in Madeline and she needs them so badly but refuses to accept it. That is what makes this story so wonderful. The push and pull between them all. This is a must read book and a great start to this standalone series.




Title: Filthy Fight
Series: Hard N’ Dirty #2
Author: Alta Hensley
Genre: Sports/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2018
Blurb
I know better than to fall for the bad boy, a disgraced boxer, a man
with demons.
I never mix business with pleasure.
My mind screams no, but my body demands.
Harder.
Faster.
More.
I’m no match for him when he fights dirty.
His dark past comes back to haunt us, but the secrets and hidden
intentions only pull me closer.
I should keep it clean, but I can’t resist the
Filthy Fight.
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Alta brought a great story to life. I enjoyed Mateo and Julep’s love story. It was intense, brought tears to my eyes, and made me want to throw my kindle across the room.

Julep is trying to get her fathers gym back up to what it was in the glory days. Shamrocks is in need of a great fighter. Her friend tells her about a fighter that is not fighting anymore due to throwing a fight and having issues with gambling. He has cleaned up his act and is looking to getting back in the game.

Mateo had his reasons for doing what he did. But he doesn’t need to explain himself to anyone- or so he feels. But when Julep shows up at his house and offers him a second chance at his dream, he just might have to come out with the truth.

These two may start out as a working relationship, but you can feel the heat right away. It doesn’t take long for them to see that there is more to their relationship than just working.
I greatly enjoyed this story about sacrifice and love.

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USA TODAY Bestselling Author of Hot, Dark and Dirty Romance.
She is also an Amazon Top 100 bestselling author. Being a multi-published author in the romance genre, Alta is known for her dark, gritty alpha heroes, sometimes sweet love stories, hot eroticism, and engaging tales of the constant struggle between dominance and submission.
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Blurb

Cat Milnick’s Summer To-Do List

1. Get my new brewpub up and running.
2. Ignore the wickedly handsome Dom Wilde and his kinky furniture.
3. No more carpenter puns. Screw and hammer. Tongue and groove. Nail gun.
4. Focus on the beer.
5. Remember: If I fail, I’ll have to go back to working for my evil ex-boyfriend.
6. Don’t get turned on when Dom calls me his little spitfire in his sexy, smoky growl.

And above all, don’t get too attached to his…ahem…‘hard wood.’

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I love Tara Crescent and was so excited to read this story in the Hard N’ Dirty series and it really did not disappoint. The characters are very interesting and the chemistry is off the hook. The only issue I had is that I felt like I was coming into a series because of the other characters. Like everyone had their own stories and I should already know their love stories.

But when it comes to this story it is pretty dang good. Cat has just moved to the same town as Dom to start a brewery. She is a tightly wound woman that knows this is all she has and needs it to work. But when she meets Dom she finds something else she really wants too.

Dom is a carpenter and is good with his hands. He made some items for Cat’s new restaurant and they become friends. But the chemistry is just too much for him to ignore. But Dom has a problem with commitment. So what will he do when he finds himself falling for this wonderful woman that has fallen into his lap?




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Blaze is demanding. Unyielding. A punisher.

He thinks he can rid me of my demons

by exacting even more of me than I ask myself.

He says he can wash my sins clean.

Absolve me of the fire that scalded my soul.

All I have to do is turn myself over to him.

Submit. Surrender.

The only problem–he doesn’t just want my body.

He wants my life.

Note: This steamy stand-alone romance contains a dominant, dirty talking fireman, a fiery new recruit and enough kink to start a three-alarm fire. If such material offends you, please do not read this book! No cliffhangers, no cheating.

Lia’s standing there in a pair of goddamn pink panties, her FDNY t-shirt knotted above her waist.

I gape for one room-spinning moment, then I step in and go to shut the door. Wait–fuck. I can’t be in a closed room with her–when she’s in her panties!

But I sure as hell can’t leave it open for other fire-fucks to see her this way, either.

Fuck it.

I kick it shut.

She’s laughing at me now, triumph over my dance with the door evident in her eyes.

“What in the sam-fuck are you wearing?” I boom, too loud.

Her full lips stretch into a shit-eating grin. She loves seeing my unfortunately full-bodied reaction to the sight of a mere triangle of soft pink fabric covering what must be the sweetest little pussy in the five boroughs. “I’m pretty sure you’re aware of what I’m wearing.”

“Th-those are not regulation,” I sputter. What I mean, is that they look like they’re made of a non-compliant material–like polyester or a rayon blend. If we run out on a fire tonight and she gets burned, they would fuse to her skin if they melted.

I force myself to look away. I can’t discuss it with her standing there like that. My self-control will frazzle. “Just–stop playing with fire. Put your pants on.”

“Why, Captain?” the little minx purrs, knowing she has me by the balls. She cocks a hip. “Am I making you…uncomfortable?”

My fingers twitch. “Put some goddamn pants on before I spank that cute little ass red!”

Oh shit. I clap a hand over my mouth, then attempt to hide the gesture by rubbing the stubble on my face. I definitely shouldn’t have said that. All this time I’ve been trying to protect her from harassment and I’m the first asshole to bring it.

 

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    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

This is the 4th book of the Hard N’ Dirty (all standalone) series. Blaze is a hot and dirty firefighter based story. In this one, we get Lia and Blaze the captain of their station.

Lia has a love/hate relationship with fire. She is known to have started a fire in her family home when she was a child. Now she is a firefighter and is more than willing to make up for what she has done. But sometimes what is done in the past can not be undone.

Blaze was there that night when that house was up in flames. He knows that Lia has a past with fire and that she might not have what it takes. But he also wants to bend her over his desk.

These two characters have a lot to work out between them. Neither wants to give in and both are very headstrong. But one place they can get along is in the bedroom. Blaze is a giver and is into kink. Lia is new to it and loves that Blaze wants to take care of her outside the station house. Can these two find a middle ground?

USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM novels. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews’ Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She’s hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon’s Top Author list. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.
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