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Saturday, January 21, 2017

Out of Hell (The Devane Files Book 1) by Award Winning Author, Denysé Bridger #HistoricalRomance @DenyseBridger

In 1892 Whitechapel, only a few years after the infamous Ripper murders, Inspector Michael Devane is given the job of investigating the murder of a theatre producer. Devane is a haunted man, driven by the dark demons of his past, the elusive Ripper, and a growing addiction to opium. His brilliance is unquestionable, but his methods are highly unorthodox.
When Devane comes into the home of the victim, an unpleasant man named Robert Bradshaw, he meets Bethany Davenshire-Bradshaw. In Bradshaw’s widow, Michael finds a kindred spirit who defies both the conventions of society, and the trappings of false mourning. As they grow closer, Devane discovers that Beth is a woman of many secrets, but could one of them really be that she is the murderer he’s looking for?

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Friday, January 20, 2017

HIS TO PROTECT (Black Hills Wolves Book 63) by @ParisBrandon #Giveaway #Sweepstakes

A resentful pack, a suspicious alpha and a looming threat…
After ten long years, desperation has forced Luna Sinclair back to Los Lobos, but nothing in her experience has prepared her for the heat that Pack Protector Gunnar Redmond unleashes. Her wolf is clawing to break free and run straight for the hulking beast; but what wolf in his right mind would want to be tied to her family tree? 
Not everyone is happy about welcoming the daughter of one of the old alpha’s henchmen home.
Old wounds and secrets are exposed and, to make matters worse, Drew Tao, the new alpha, has reason to suspect she might have revealed the pack’s most closely guarded secret when she escaped the crazed survivalist who had been keeping her prisoner. 
None of that matters to Gunnar.
He’s known Luna was his mate since finding her naked and shivering on pack land, and he’ll do anything to keep her. With their wolves clawing to mate and danger closing in, anyone who wants to hurt her will have to go through him first.

A member of Romance Writers of America and published since 2009, Paris writes contemporary, paranormal, erotic and historical romance, throwing a little mystery and suspense in for good measure. She considers herself a hybrid author. Currently published with Decadent Publishing and self-publishing her own titles, she likes nothing better than a story that contains a little mystery and a lot of romance. 

When not dreaming up stories featuring heroes who aren’t intimidated by strong heroines, she can be found haunting antique and thrift stores for unique finds, or searching for heirloom seeds for yet another new flower garden.

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Excerpt  PG 13:

Gunnar Redmond’s blood still raced from his morning run, and the female’s musky scent hit him doubly hard. The haggard white wolf had been running in a straight line since she’d hit the perimeter a few minutes ago. Nothing ran that hard unless something chased it, and he didn’t see or smell anything following her. Too soon to call a warning for something he could probably handle himself, the pack protector kept well behind his quarry. The third time she stumbled, his wolf reached for her, nearly stopping him in his tracks.
The urge to catch her before she fell surprised him. He breathed in her scent once more, finding her human nature had become much stronger and stank of a fear so fierce it permeated the crisp autumn air. She’d transformed. The scent grew stronger. His quarry had stopped, perhaps to get her bearings.
Every wolf in Los Lobos knew the location of the pack land boundaries.
She was obviously lost and confused.
Downwind and hidden by a small stand of trees, Gunnar crouched on the crest of a small hill. Naked and filthy, twigs and leaves riddled her tangled mess of dark hair that reached past her shoulders. Mud streaked her bare arms and legs. Her thin flanks trembled as she rubbed her hands up and down her arms and looked around. She might not be very tall, but her obvious curves left no doubt she was all woman.
His wolf whined.
 If he waited any longer, his wolf was going to behave inappropriately. Knocking her down so he could clean her and show his obvious interest probably wouldn’t win him any points. He stood and unbuttoned his shirt as he walked down the short incline.
The wind shifted, and she lifted her nose, turned, and froze. Her dark eyes widened, and he scented the fear she tried to hide. His size intimidated most, but her gaze had locked on his fingers, still working his shirt buttons free, and it occurred to him what the situation must look like.
Nice going, dumbass.
He let his arms drop and sighed. “Did you know you were trespassing?”
Her shoulders slumped. She stared at him a moment, and her mouth worked in a silent effort that seemed to frustrate her. Finally, her words tumbled like so much static from a radio. “Am I in Los Lobos?”
Gunnar nodded, and a shaky smile quirked one corner of her mouth.
“My name is Luna Sinclair, and I beg sanctuary.”

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Monday, December 26, 2016

*REVIEW* Treasure Me by Michele Zurlo #BDSM #Romance #Suspense

Relocating to Kansas City with David and working for SAFE Security was everything Autumn thought she wanted…except that the job isn’t what she thought it would be, and her past seems to have a stranglehold on her emotions.

When Autumn takes a case without informing the rest of SAFE Security, she finds herself in hot water when secret victory blows up in her face. Her impulsive mistake almost costs their lives—and she soon finds herself jobless. Reeling from this failure and the way it’s damaged her relationships with David and the team, she vows to start fresh—with a new name and in a new city. Unfortunately a local crime boss has other ideas. 

In the midst of a mission, David must rush back to try to stop Autumn from leaving—only to find that Autumn and her sister have disappeared. Can he find them in time to save them and his relationship with the woman he treasures?

In Treasure Me, Michele Zurlo delivers a sexy, action-packed adventure tale full of emotional twists and turns.

Warnings: Spanking, D/s, Dom who puts his foot in his mouth, bratty sub, fingerpainting

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RATING: 5 Stars 

Treasure Me follows Autumn and David - two recurring characters - in Michele Zurlo's Doms of FBI series of books. Having not read the previous books I wasn't sure if I would feel lost, or looking for ways to fill in the blanks. Fortunately, Ms. Zurlo didn't leave me wondering. She has a refreshing way of telling a story, while interweaving a suspenseful and hot story at the same time. Not having much time for reading this holiday season, I found myself finding the time to finish this one.

All in all, it was a fantastic read and definitely something I would recommend.

Reviewed by: CJ


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Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Book Spotlight: A Proposal and Pumpkin Pie by @deboradennis

Welcome to Starlight Hills! Mountain views, small town charm, and one little bake shop, where romance is always on the menu.

Lacey Andrews is focused on her city life and her CPA career. The last thing she wants is a relationship and up to now she’s managed to dodge her mother’s increasingly desperate attempts at matchmaking. But it’s Thanksgiving, and for Lacey that means family, the magic of walking through crisp fall leaves, and the Bitty Bake Shop’s pumpkin pies. So she’s heading back to Starlight Hills for the holiday. Only this year, she suspects coming home alone might be a big mistake.

Kane O'Brien learned the hard way that being chivalrous only ends in betrayal and pain. He’s been an outsider in Starlight Hills since the Andrews family turned the town against him twelve years ago. While he's done his best to rebuild his life and his auto repair shop, he’s never quite outrun his turbulent past. Now he no longer believes in family traditions or holiday celebrations.

But a chance encounter in the Itty Bitty Bake Shop, a shared pumpkin pie, and one crazy proposal could make this the holiday that changes everything.

"I think we need a few ground rules, cupcake."
She slipped off her shoes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Let's start with your word choices, shall we?"
"Words? I think words should be the least of your problems. Between your doting parents and Prince Charming down there, calling you cupcake isn't going to get that trio off your back."
"But it's demeaning and insulting."
"By the look of this room, I'd think you'd invite a nickname like cupcake, cookie, or snickerdoodle. So get used to it. I agreed to your little charade, but I'm not pretending to be someone I'm not. Cupcake works for me."
She plopped down on the bed, her feet dangling off the edge and a pout on her face as she clearly contemplated whether the ruse was worth enduring the cupcake moniker for the weekend. The truth was he could think of a hundred other words to describe her, like bossy, infuriating, beautiful, or just plain sexy.
He ran his fingers through his hair and walked to the window to clear his head. He caught a glimpse of Graystone Lake beyond the trees in the distance, and took a deep breath, expecting the soothing effects to wash over him. Unfortunately, her floral perfume filled the air, keeping his thoughts focused on Lacey.
Get a grip, man. You're the paid entertainment for the weekend.
From the corner of his eye he saw her sit up, hands clenched in her lap. "I think you came off a little too familiar and possessive down there. It was embarrassing."
He turned away from the window to stare at her, not even bothering to hide his disbelief. "If you expect them to believe our engagement, I don't think we went far enough."
Wasn't that just like a woman, having second thoughts at showtime?
She stared back. Dumbfounded.
He had no plans of wasting his time. He could easily go pick up his pie and spend the holiday weekend watching football and eating leftover Chinese food. He had nothing to lose, so he continued. "Listen up, Lacey. You're either all in or I'm out. I'm not here to get dicked around and made a fool out of just to get you out of a date with stuffy Simon. You want my advice? A few little demonstrations of affection on your part is all you need for him to get a clue and take a hike. Not a few half-assed kisses, either. I mean some real down and dirty French kisses."
The terrified expression on her face was priceless.
She stammered a few incoherent words, which only fueled him.
"Kisses with your whole body in the game, grinding hips, and exploring hands. Act like you want me and maybe they'll believe it."
Maybe he'd believe it, too, but he refused to go there. Even in his own private thoughts.
"I don't think that was part of the proposal. Maybe I dragged you out here for nothing. And seriously, a display like that would be downright disrespectful. That was never my intent!"
"You really didn't think this through, did you?"
She shook her head, and he rolled his eyes. The real problem was not that she hadn't thought this through, but that he had.

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