Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Random Reveal . . . Big Stick by Kelly Jamieson



Big Stick by Kelly Jamieson is coming soon on October 23rd!


A brooding hockey hunk learns to embrace life—and love—from a single mom who takes the world one puck at a time.

“Kelly Jamieson is my go-to author for hockey romance.”—USA Today bestselling author Jami Davenport

Big move . . . Jodie’s motto is “Don’t wait for the perfect moment—take the moment and make it perfect.” And that’s just what she decides to do when she moves to Chicago with her two-year-old daughter. Now all Jodie needs is a place to live, and her best friend’s boyfriend has just the answer.

Big stick . . . Nick Balachov has zero interest in socializing, partying, or flirting right now. It’s not that he doesn’t like women. He loves them. It’s just that hockey, casual hookups, and hanging out at home are enough for him these days. Now Nick has a big problem—because the woman living in his empty coach house is a major distraction.

Big deal? The more Nick tries to keep his distance, the more Jodie needs him—around the house, that is. First he helps with the snowstorm, then the power outage. Nick even finds himself trying to impress her little girl. What the hell is wrong with him? Jodie represents everything Nick doesn’t want. But maybe she’s just what he needs. . . .
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Random Release & Review . . . Fate by And Jaxon & AJ Alexander



Are the feelings that Emma and Jimmy share worth taking a risk on.... find out now! Fate by Andi Jaxon and AJ Alexander is NOW AVAILABLE!


Get it ONLY on Amazon at the limited time price of 99c!!!! US → https://amzn.to/2nK8CNH UK → https://amzn.to/2QqN31t CA → https://amzn.to/2QpengP AU → https://amzn.to/2OaYybP

Or read for #FREE in KindleUnlimited!!!



BLURB:
They say, once a hero always a hero and nothing could be more true for Jimmy. When Jimmy receives a call from an unknown number, he wastes no time in saving the damsel in distress. Emma has made one bad decision after another. When a man 20 years older than her saves her from her latest bad decision, she wants to stay safely wrapped around him. When the world throws them together then rips them apart, they must decide if what they feel is worth taking a chance on. 

  **While Fate can be read as a standalone, it is best enjoyed after reading Honor and Love.**

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My Review:

**4 stars**

Can I just start by saying I absolutely adored Jimmy?? 

Something about him being an older guy and the description of they gray coming in his hair and beard, but also a bad ass hero (he had absolutely zero qualms about shooting people, that's a definite plus) even though he kept pointing out how he was too old for things, just drove me insane. That said, he was also a jerk for his hot and cold emotional roller coaster.

I liked Emma's character. I ate that she had such a hard time, but the authors did a great job of making it relatable and believable. I also enjoyed the secondary characters. I didn't read the first two books, in the series, but that will be rectified immediately because you can't help but want to hear their stories as well.

Overall, I enjoyed the book. I would also recommend it to others and look forward to more from the authors.

**I received an ARC and reviewed voluntarily.**


About Andi Jaxon

Raised in California, I’m a crunchy mom, save the whales and the rain forests, hippy. I married a sexy man in uniform who let me spawn and am now raising a mutinous army of hell raisers that I created myself, all while he defends our country. I drink too much coffee until it's late enough to drink too much wine and am sexually frustrated for your freedom. If you see me online, I'm probably sitting in a closet, hiding from my kids.

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About AJ Alexander

Fluent in sarcasm, Supernatural, and song lyrics, I like talking to people and finding what makes them tick, though that probably has to do with the Psychology degree. I’m up before the sun because my kids don’t sleep, chugging tea and coffee to keep my eyes open and my brain semi functional. Being married to a man in uniform means I’ve lived a lot of places, survived seeing my husband for half the amount of time I’ve been married, and spent a lot of time raising my kids alone.

I love to write messed up psychos with lots of angst, happily ever afters that have to be worked for. Women with sass and backbone, men with a twisted hero complex and the need to control are my favorite to read as well as write.

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Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Random Review . . . Drilled by Ava Sinclair

Drilled (Hard 'n Dirty) from Ava Sinclair.

Available Now
BUY LINK  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GX2PCTN/
or FREE on Kindle Unlimited


My Review:

**3 stars**

I enjoyed the dynamics of this story. Cal and Iris were from two totally different worlds, but their attraction was undeniable.

At first I didn't like Iris as a character, but she won me over with her inner dialogue. I liked that she was so conflicted between the way she was raised and what she knew was right. Her dad was an absolute monster. I hate that she was made to believe that she didn't fit in her father's world because she wasn't born a male. Cal was sweet and I enjoyed their interactions with each other.

Overall, it was a good read, but I enjoyed the ending more than I enjoyed the book itself.



"Do you want me to fuck you?" His voice is deep and warm in my ear, a molten growl. "If you want it, you have to say so."

I can smell the musk of my arousal on his hot breath. His chest is slick and hard against my back.

I can still walk away. There's still time. He's giving me an out. I can feel his strength, but also his restraint. I feel something else, too- the sharp stab of shame at how deliciously filthy it feels to have the spike of his cock pressing into my ass through his pants. The fabric is all that separates me from the feel of him thrusting into my drenched pussy, from being claimed by a man I've only just a met, a man from a world so different than mine. I feel like a fawn in a tiger's grip.

Do you want me to consume you? The tiger is asking.

"Yes," I say. "Yes, please."

I expect him to take me from behind. I hope he will. But he is going to make me face what I'm asking for, to face him. Cal rises from the bed, turning me around. His eyes command me to lie down. I obey, reveling in his dominance. I look down at my own body. There's a smudge of grease on my side. The insides of my thighs are slick. The room smells like sex. I'm still wearing my pumps. Who knew daddy's girl could be such a little slut. I almost climax again from the thought of the change that's come over me.

Cal is beside the bed, those big hands slowly undoing the clasp of his belt. I'm mesmerized by those hands, by what they have already done. My ass aches slightly from their squeeze; my nipples tingle as if those calloused thumbs are still abrading them.

He pushes his pants and briefs down together. His cock, released from its confines, springs up in freedom amid a thicket of dark curls. It's huge like the rest of him, the knobby head crowned with a drop of pre-cum, the length mapped with a network of thick raised veins. My lips part, as I imagine him holding my hair and shoving that beautiful cock in the back of my throat as I whimper in submission.

What is wrong with me? I've always given head as a perfunctory act, but I want to taste Cal like he tasted me, want to know if his flavor is as salty and earthy as I imagine it would be. I don't get the chance, though. As soon as Cal steps out of his pants, he lowers himself over me, and I feel the power of his naked body against mine. I'm delicate next to him, my skin slick with sweat. The whine of the air conditioner is barely a hum, the hot air of the room pressing us together. The only illumination is a shaft of early evening light coming through the slit in the room's blackout curtains.

Cal lowers his mouth to mine. The tongue that just delved between my nether lips now parts the lips of my mouth, fencing with mine as his hands roam my body.

"So beautiful," he says. "You're so damn beautiful. Spread those legs for me, baby."

It's the same commanding tone he used when he told me to get in the truck, the simple comment stirring something in me that I didn't even know existed, something manifest now as I part my thighs, crying out with something deeper than fulfillment as he pushes himself into me. His girth stretches me to the point of pleasure pain. I whimper as my legs go around him, sinking my teeth into his shoulder as our sweat-slick bodies begin to move, sliding against one another. I close my eyes, imagining our bodies as some kind of carnal machine, his cock a drill, plumbing and plumbing my well of pleasure. The sound of his breath, his moan…it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard. I hug his slim hips with my thighs, the heel of one shoe spurring his back, urging him to fuck me harder. He heeds my wordless request, his hips moving like a piston, his heavy balls slapping against my ass.

"Come for me. Come for me now!" His tone is intense, the dark eyes more so. I can't breathe, can't speak. I can only fall into the void opened by the quaking climax. The shockwave that starts as a quiver becomes a strong ripple that milks his cock. He tenses just before I feel the sensation of his hot seed washing into me. My legs squeeze in time with his spurts. I hear a cry and realize it's mine, realize that whoever is in the next room must have heard.

I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. When it's over and I come back to my senses, I will. But for now, for the first time in my life, I feel free.

Iris Tremaine is rich, sexy, beautiful, and way above my pay grade. But that’s not about to stop me.

The attraction is mutual and intense. Iris has never been with a man like me, a man who overwhelms her, a man who says and does things to her that her pedigreed boyfriends never dreamed of.

If her oil baron father finds out, losing my job will be the least of my worries. Roger Tremaine will never accept the thought of a common roustabout putting big, dirty hands on his little princess.

When Iris gets pulled into a plan to cover up the company’s poor safety record, she needs my help to expose the truth. Getting involved raises the stakes for both of us. When it comes down losing her inheritance or the rough love of the only man who's ever given her real pleasure, which will Iris choose?




Variety is the spice of life and Ava Sinclair writes a little something for everyone, from dark romance to menage to kinky AF age play. But the one thing that is consistent in her books are strong storylines, alpha males, and strong women whose hearts and bodies aren't given up without a fight.

Ava lives in southern Virginia, where she enjoys hoarding books, hiking, running, spoiling her cats, and spending time with her Eurasian eagle owl, Lucius.


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