When Kelly Reynolds’s husband died, he left her—the awkward, cautious one—to raise their two young boys. She’s pieced herself back together, barely. Now she takes refuge in her routine: running her kids around and running the trails near her Idaho home.
Two years after her husband’s death, a chance encounter on a run brings Andrew into her life. But Andrew is Andy Pettigrew, the Andy Pettigrew, famous actor. Kelly hates risk, and a love affair with Andrew is certainly tempting fate. She doesn’t fit into his Hollywood world. She doesn’t own a pair of Louboutins, and she couldn’t walk five paces in them if she did. Andrew oozes cool. She reeks of dork.
But despite this, they click. It may be inexplicable, but it works. However, it’s also becoming clear that Andrew struggles with the pressures of his fame. Kelly’s hold on a so-called normal life is already tenuous, and as much as she might want to indulge the fantasy, she doesn’t know how either of them is supposed to cope with stalkerazzi and tweet-happy fans with camera phones. She and Andrew both have secrets that seem impossible to keep.
Beck Anderson’s witty, engaging writing yields an emotional tale of love, loss, and all the little things that make up a life. In the end, what is it that really holds us together? Kelly must decide if love can fix two people who might be broken beyond repair.
My Rating: 3/5 stars
There is a large portion of the population that has what Mr. RoloPolo and I affectionately refer to as the “Freebie List.” For those of you who don’t know what a Freebie List is, it’s the list of celebrities we get to run away and sleep with the moment they knock on out front door. Don’t judge, you know you have one too :)
For Kelly Reynolds, if there ever was a Freebie List, it and its playfulness died two years ago with her beloved husband, Peter. For two very, very long years Kelly has done the best she can do every day to survive. Her two young sons, Beau and Hunter have gone a long way to help heal her wounds but a love taken too soon is hard to just get over. In an effort to save herself and her sanity, Kelly takes up running and it is on one of those early morning runs that Kelly runs into a man that is on many women’s Freebie List.
Andrew Pettigrew is handsome, charming and, one of Hollywood’s hottest commodities. He is internationally known, often chased by the paparazzi and, has a past that often comes back to bite him on the butt. As long as Andrew is busy, life is good and the demons can be held at bay. Turns out, a widowed mother of two who enjoys a good morning run and hot tea can also help hold the demons at bay. From the moment he meet Kelly Reynolds, Andrew is taken with her. With little to no thought about the absurdity of their situation, Andrew pursues Kelly with every intention of making her his own.
Being the girlfriend of a celebrity is no easy task what with the keeping it a secret, trying to make time to see one another and, dealing with all of the media that often includes your boyfriend with other women. To be fair, Kelly comes with her own baggage but being with Andrew is helping her work through some of those issues. For several months, Kelly and Andrew make things work but before either can even begin to think about an HEA, things fall apart in a very spectacular and public way. Andrew’s demons come back in full, ugly force and rather than stand beside Andrew, Kelly allows her own demons to control her life and her feelings and she runs from the thing she wants the most.
The Bottom Line: Fix You is a sweet love story about two very broken people doing their best to keep themselves and their lives together. From the beginning, Kelly is a hot mess who is, at times just barely hanging on. Andrew is much the same but with a much greater capacity for hiding how truly broken he really is. That the two would find one another and ultimately be able to find happiness is pretty astounding given what each has been through and carries with them on a daily basis. From beginning to end, there aren’t really any big surprises or plot twists but that’s OK. At the end of the day, Fix You is a simple romance about two people from very different worlds who find acceptance, forgiveness and, healing through love.
About the author and where to find her:
Beck Anderson loves to write about love and its power to heal and grow people past their many imperfections. She is a firm believer in the phrase “mistakes are for learning” and uses it frequently to guide her in writing life and real life. Beck balances (clumsily at best) writing novels and screenplays, working full-time as an educator, mothering two pre-teen males, loving one post-40 husband, and making time to walk the foothills of Boise, Idaho, with Stefano DiMera Delfino Anderson, the suavest Chihuahua north of the border.
Taz: My life is finally perfect. My dreams have all come true. I’m where I want to be with the bureau; having the career I’ve been planning since I did my stint in the military. I’m married to the one and only woman I’ve ever loved; my heart beats for her alone. Together we’ve made beautiful babies that I adore. I’m thirty-three years old and I’m complete. Then one day, it all changes. Slate recruits me for a temporary assignment that is underneath the radar for a reason. The bureau hasn’t sanctioned it as a priority, but Slate feels it is because of who is involved: Sue Ellen Reynard. Yeah, remember her?
Lindsey: Our lives were perfect. Taz and I had everything we’d ever hoped for: family, careers and an everlasting devotion to one another. Suddenly nothing is the same. In a single moment, my biggest fear is realized by one phone call from Slate: an ‘agent is missing’. My agent; my Taz . . .
This is just the beginning of our long journey. Will things ever be the same again?
Excerpt from Taz (G-Man Series):
Lindsey: I took a shower and dressed for bed. Part of me hoped that Taz would tap on my door and suggest we continue what we’d started earlier, but the other part of me prayed he wouldn’t.
What would that serve?
I crawled into our huge bed and, for some reason, it felt emptier than it had over the past couple of months.
I tossed and turned for a few minutes, punching my pillow several times to get it just right and then squeezing my eyes shut, trying to force sleep to descend upon me.
As if that would erase the vision of my husband’s face, his eyes closed, calling Talia “baby girl” as she fucked him, that had now become etched in my brain.
Fuck that bitch!
He was my husband!
He was my lover!
His cock belonged to me, not her. By denying him what I desperately wanted every bit as much as he did, I was allowing that bitch to fuck me over!
I am not a weak person.
It’s time I claim what’s always been mine.
I threw the covers off of me and traipsed down the carpeted hallway to his room, not bothering to knock on the door.
I caught him by surprise as I threw the door open, and saw him standing in front of the tall dresser, rooting around for something to wear. He was fresh out of the shower; a white towel slung low on his hips.
He turned around as he heard my intrusion. I didn’t pause in my mission, making my intent perfectly clear as I closed the distance between us, and with quick swipe of my hand, yanked the towel from his body.
I didn’t miss the quirk of his brow as my eyes perused his body, loving every inch of it, and knowing it was meant for my enjoyment alone. It was my playground; my turf, and I sure as hell was claiming it again.
“On the bed, Taz,” I said, meaning business. “I’m the only one that rides your cock.”
A slow, sexy smile graced his lips The rugged appearance he now rocked as a result of his beard and dark, spiky hair caused me to take a deep breath as his arms reached for me.
About the author and where to find her:
I was born and raised in southern Ohio, and with the exception of a brief stint in Dallas, TX, have been an Ohioan most of my life. My dream has always been to write a novel, and back in the early eighties I tried to do just that, having been influenced by authors such as Kathleen Woodiwiss, Johanna Lindsey, Rosemary Rogers and Laurie McBain. I remember writing to all of them through their listed publishers, and the only response I received was from Johanna Lindsey (who lived in Hawaii at the time. Ms. Lindsey advised me to continue with my dream; and to submit to various publishers again and again. Of course, at that time, publishing e-books yourself was not on the horizon; there were vanity publishing houses of course, but she advised me to avoid those. So my dream was put on the back-burner for more than 25 years until June of 2012 when suddenly I no longer had a reason not to write a novel. My sons were grown; I found myself without a career (blessedly) and the creative juices flowed once again. I finished my first novel, “Maybe Baby” in September of 2012; the next two books in the “Baby Series” titled “Baby Love” and “Be My Baby” were published in early 2013. I learned a lot in my first endeavor with self-publishing. I’ve made so many friends as a result that it is over-whelming. In the spring of 2013, I had an idea for a different type of Alpha, and wrote Book #1 of the “G-Man” Series, titled “Diamond Girl.” This book was well-received, and I followed it with Book #2, “Love Plus One.” These are stand-alone books. I am finally doing what I love and I sincerely appreciate the wonderful readers who provide feedback and take the time to comment. I hope that with each book, my writing has grown and improved as I strive to publish quality fiction.
Recently rediscovered by art historians, and one of the few female post-Renaissance painters to achieve fame during her own era, Artemisia Gentileschi led a remarkably “modern” life. Susan Vreeland tells Artemisia’s captivating story, beginning with her public humiliation in a rape trial at the age of eighteen, and continuing through her father’s betrayal, her marriage of convenience, motherhood, and growing fame as an artist. Set against the glorious backdrops of Rome, Florence, Genoa, and Naples, inhabited by historical characters such as Galileo and Cosimo de’ Medici II, and filled with rich details about life as a seventeenth-century painter, Vreeland creates an inspiring story about one woman’s lifelong struggle to reconcile career and family, passion and genius.
My Rating: 5/5 stars
As some of you know, I am an Art Historian in my “real” life and one of my favorite genres is historical fiction related to art and artists. Susan Vreeland is hands-down one of my favorite authors and when she wrote The Passion of Artemisia, she found a fan for life in me. I hate being asked who my favorite artist is because I could never, ever choose just one but I do have a top twenty-ish list and Artemisia Gentileschi has been near the top of that list for many, many years.
Artemisia Gentileschi was a woman far, far ahead of her time and her place and despite the all of the significant odds against her, she was able to succeed in a time and place when women were little more than property. Artemisia was born to paint and from an early age her father trained her in order to enhance her own innate talent. Intent on being a painter for the rest of her life, Artemisia’s path was set until the moment she was raped by one her father’s colleagues. For more than a year, Artemisia endured a very public trial to determine her guilt or innocence. Yes, you read that correctly, her guilt or innocence was on trial, not her rapist’s. For all intents and purposes, the allegation alone was enough to taint Artemisia and her reputation for life. By all accounts, Artemisia didn’t allow the rape nor the trial to defeat her but to empower her and inform her art for the rest of her life.
Along with her trial, history also tells us that Artemisia did things that no woman before her ever had. First and foremost among her accomplishments was being the first woman admitted to the prestigious Florentine Academy. Following her admittance to the Academy, Artemisia spent her time and her life in the service of her patrons. From Rome to Florence to Venice to Naples and, to England, Artemisia worked for some Europe’s most important citizens including the Medici Family and the King of England. She tended toward large canvases featuring strong, determined and completely capable women as seen through the eyes of and interpreted by a woman who refused to be known as a victim but rather as a preeminent painter.
The Bottom Line: This is my second reading of Vreeland’s Passion of Artemisia and as with the first reading, I was simply blown away. Vreeland has a singular ability to bring history to life. Vreeland takes the historical information that remains and turns it into a living, breathing human being, an individual whose impact on the world of art is nothing short of significant. Reading Vreeland’s account of Artemisia’s life reminds me of the fact that nothing is impossible!! Artemisia survived an unspeakable horror and rather than allowing that event to define her life, she rose above all that was done to her and succeeded in a way that no woman before her ever had. If her accomplishments during her own lifetime weren’t enough – and they certainly were – Vreeland’s accounting in this modern age is finely crafted reminder of what genius looks like.
About the author and where to find her:
Realist Dr. Carla Harris believes that people create their own fate through hard work and careful planning. She believes in playing things safe. But, while preparing for her upcoming nuptials, she’s forced to confront the most reckless thing she’s ever done…her estranged husband, Jacob. Idealist Jacob Moreau believes in soul mates as much as he believes in saving endangered companies. When his long lost wife reenters his life seeking a divorce, he is convinced more than ever they are meant to be together. And he will do—and lose—anything to have her again. She thought she had her life planned to perfection. He thought they made perfect sense together. Would marrying Jacob be the craziest thing she’s ever done, or divorcing him?
Note – LEFT TO FOREVER is a re-publishing of ALMOST MARRIED.
Note – Contains explicit content. Intended for readers over 18 years old.
About the author and where to find her:
Roe Valentine was born into the right family. Not only does the name Valentine suit her, but her grandmother, unknowingly, introduced the young Ms. Valentine to her first romance novel. She hasn’t read anything else since. She calls herself a romantic at heart and believes that love conquerors all. The San Antonio native, who now lives in Houston, attempted to write her first contemporary romance novel when she was nineteen years old. That attempt didn’t take, but her story has a happy ending. She kept pursuing the dream until she landed her first publishing contract in 2013. When not busy writing or reading love stories, Roe can often be found in a yoga class or chatting with friends at her favorite coffee shop. Enjoying margaritas with some girl-talk isn’t unusual for her either. For a night in, she watches reruns of her favorite TV shows and, of course, romantic comedies on her Roku, usually with a glass of wine.
The unraveling of the reignited, scorching hot romance begins when Donovan learns one of his dad’s secrets. Stunned, Donovan distances himself from everyone including Memphis. Memphis is angry until he saves her from her ex. But just as everything was looking up again she finds out that Donovan is going to continue to hide his dad’s secret. Will it officially be the end of their reignited romance?
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Double Cover Reveal and Excerpt: Consolation and Conviction (Books #1 and #2: The Consolation Duet) by Corinne Michaels
Liam wasn’t supposed to be my happily ever after.
He wasn’t even on my radar.
He was my husband’s best friend—forbidden.
But my husband is dead and I’m alone. I ache for him and I reach for Liam.
One night with Liam changed everything. Now I have to decide if I truly love him or if he’s just the consolation prize.
Excerpt from Consolation (Book #1: Consolation Duet):
Today is the last day I will allow myself to feel sorrow, the last day I will shed tears, because tears don’t change anything. I need to harvest whatever strength I have and hold it tight. I’m a mother who has an infant that needs me to be both mom and dad.
One day, they say. One day this will stop hurting.
This will never be okay or stop hurting.
I’ll never be the same. The woman I was before died the minute the knock on the door came. I’m a shell of the woman I was. The woman who was loving, open, and full of hope is gone. Hope is a weak bitch who couldn’t give two fucks about what you want. So I rely on faith. Faith that I’ll make it through this and find my heart again.
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I fell in love with Liam only to be left shattered into a million pieces. Again. The idea of being without him cripples me but the reality is, he’s gone. He doesn’t understand and I can’t make him. If only he’d see the conviction behind my words—then Liam would still be here.
About the author and where to find her:
Corinne Michaels is an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. She’s happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife. After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness. Both her maternal and paternal grandmothers were librarians, which only intensified her love of reading. After years of writing short stories, she couldn’t ignore the call to finish her debut novel, Beloved. Her alpha Navy SEALs are broken, beautiful, and will steal your heart.
Double Review: Kiss of Awakening and Seduce (Prequel and Book #1: Succubus Kiss Series) by Jennifer Snyder
When a mysterious letter arrives from her estranged mother, twenty-one year old Kenna Blake and her best friend, Bree, make a trip to New Orleans hoping for a little Halloween fun and to get away. The mystifying Crescent City has something else in store for her though. Cryptic messages, a hot tour guide, and a new sense Kenna can’t seem to explain are just the beginning of this eye opening trip. Will Kenna accept what awakens with in her or will she crumble under its reality?
My Rating: 4½/5 stars
Kenna Blake has exactly two people in the world she can count on, herself and her best friend, Bree. With the recent passing of her beloved father and a mom who is more of the cards-on-the-holidays and nothing more, Kenna is basically alone in the world.
For the entirety of her life, nothing out of the ordinary has ever happened to Kenna but as she is packing up her dad’s house, she receives a mysterious invitation from her mother to come to New Orleans. How the invitation got to Kenna is odd but the mention of her approaching Awakening is ever more mysterious. What the actual hell this all about is a complete unknown but with any luck, the trip to NOLA will explain everything. With Bree in tow, a beautiful room already reserved for her and another invitation, Kenna and Bree head out into the night hoping to find some answers. What Kenna finds is a beautiful new ring left for her by her mother, Devlin a smokin’ hot and totally willing tour guide and, a strong desire to let loose a little and see what the night holds. Before the weekend is out, Kenna gets the tiniest bit of one-on-one time with her mother, an explanation about her true identity, the ability to see pretty colors around certain individuals and, leaves poor, willing Devlin on the ground passed out cold following a sexy kiss. Well hell, maybe what Kenna’s mom had to say is actually true. Kenna Blake is a newly awakened succubus.
The Bottom Line: With the exception of Bree (I really, really hated her!) I thoroughly enjoyed this short, sweet read. Kenna has a lot thrown at her in a very short amount of time and rather than melting down or freaking out, she accepts it all and does her best to adjust to her new reality. Kenna is a strong character I liked immediately and that liking only increased when her succubus abilities come into play. In all, Kiss of Awakening is just what a prequel should be, short, sweet, fast and, an excellent introduction to a new series.
P.S. Though you don’t have to read the prequel before launching into the series, I highly recommend doing so. It offers good insight into Kenna’s background and how she finds out about her status as a succubus.
Life isn’t so bad for succubus, Kenna Blake. True, she seems to be the only succubus with a conscience and a specific strategy for finding her male meals, but she has a cute new apartment, a budding graphic design business, and the most unique friends she’s ever had. Her personal love life, however, is non-existent.
Until the legendary vampire Randal Vincent sweeps into her life. Even though he isn’t someone she set out to date, at least she can kiss him without killing him. But when you’re dating someone who’s the inspiration for Dracula, there are bound to be a few hiccups along the way…
My Rating: 4/5 stars
One year later . . . .
For the past year Kenna Blake has lived a fairly normal life. Though her dad is gone and her best- friend, Bree has moved away, Kenna has been able to move forward with her life. She bartends at a popular club, is well on the road to launching her own graphic design business and, only has to feed her succubus needs every 3-4 days. Yep, totally normal life.
Given Kenna’s succubus status and her natural allure to the opposite sex, you would think dating would be easier but alas, dating still sucks even for a succubus. Kenna needs the men she “dates” in order to survive but at her core, she is a good person and the feeding always leaves her feeling a bit empty inside. Unless she can feed on an asshole and put him in his place; those feeds are particularly satisfying J The only time Kenna doesn’t have to worry about hurting a man she is with is if she feeds from another supernatural which is how she has found herself on a blind date with Dex, a werewolf who is totally sure of his good looks and totally funny. Sounds like the perfect man for Kenna but unfortunately she can’t take her eyes off another man, another supernatural whose very presence commands attention.
Randall Vincent is a legend in the supernatural community. He is a vampire of old, he is powerful, cultured, charming, wealthy and, completely enamored with Kenna Blake, a woman he has never actually met. Getting and keeping a woman has never been a problem for Randall but Kenna is very young and very new to the supernatural world. Additionally, Kenna’s friend and co-worker, Sage has a history with Randall which could make dating damn-near impossible. Randall Vincent is not a man to be denied and when he sets his sights on Kenna, he will have her no matter the obstacles. Though she is tentative about starting an actual relationship with anyone, let alone a vampire of Randall’s status, Kenna is definitely interested in Randall. A few coffees (OK, tea for Kenna!) and some brief encounters leads to a real date and while things are generally going well, it all goes to hell the moment Kenna gets jumped and left for dead in the women’s restroom.
The Bottom Line: I thoroughly enjoyed this read right up to the very end and that’s where things went sideways for me. Kenna’s story is moving along quite nicely with good explanation of her life as a succubus and how she is managing what was sprung on her just one short year ago. Her life isn’t ideal but she is making the most of it and doing the best she can. When Randall comes into her life, things take a serious(ly hot!) turn and for the first time in a year Kenna begins to consider a real life that doesn’t involve pulling back from every kiss for fear of killing the man she is with. Several times in this read Kenna is put in a tough position but each time she keeps her cool and handles herself well. Randall takes a bit of getting used to and just when I thought I would be OK with him, he pulls a total douchebag move and all respect for his old ass is gone. To top it all off, the ending of this read is one of the most abrupt I have come across in a read in a very long time. Quite frankly, I was all on board for a five-star rating until I hit that last page and I kind of feel like I got sucker-punched. The only consolation is the fact that book two is set to release within in the month so I only have to be cranky for a few more weeks :)
About the author and where to find her:
Jennifer Snyder lives in North Carolina were she spends most of her time writing New Adult and Young Adult Fiction, reading, and struggling to stay on top of housework. She is a tea lover with an obsession for Post-it notes and smooth writing pens. Jennifer lives with her husband and two children, who endure listening to songs that spur inspiration on repeat and tolerate her love for all paranormal, teenage-targeted TV shows.
Cover Reveal and Excerpt: Lady of the Flames (Book #3: A Most Peculiar Season Series) by Barbara Monajem
Lord Fenimore Trent’s uncanny affinity for knives and other sharp blades led to knife fights, duels, and murderous brawls. Five years ago, he faced a choice: marry Andromeda Gibbons, the woman he loved, or find a safe, peaceful use for his blades by opening a furniture shop—an unacceptable occupation for a man of noble birth. The choice made itself when Andromeda turned to another man. The furniture shop prospered, but now Fen’s partner has been accused of treason. In order to root out the real traitor, he may face another unpalatable choice—to resort to the violent uses of his blades once again.
Once upon a time, Andromeda Gibbons believed in magic. That belief faded after her mother’s death and vanished completely when Lord Fenimore, the man she loved, spurned her. Five years later, Andromeda has molded herself into a perfect—and perfectly unhappy—lady. When she overhears her haughty betrothed, the Earl of Slough, plotting treason, she flees into the London night—to Fen, the one man she knows she can trust. But taking refuge with Fen proves to mean far more than getting help—it means learning to believe in love, magic, and the real Andromeda once again.
Excerpt from Lady of the Flames (Book #3: A Most Peculiar Season Series):
Setup: After learning of a treasonous plot, Andromeda fled into the London night to find Lord Fenimore, a man she can trust.
There was a woman outside his window, and as Fen pushed it full open, he realized who she was. “What the devil are you doing here?” he said.
Andromeda burst into tears. Oh, hell. Fen climbed out onto the roof.
Diggs, the beggar who habitually slept in the yard, called from below. “You want I should fetch the Watch, my lord?”
“Unnecessary.” Fen pulled the sobbing Andromeda to her feet. She gasped as if in pain, and tears streamed down her face. Her hair lay in a tangle on her shoulders, and her slippers were torn to ribbons. Had she walked all the way here in footwear suited only for dancing at a ball? What in hell was going on?
His mind raced through the possibilities of what her arrival just before dawn, exhausted and distraught, might mean. She wasn’t wearing the same gown as before–probably because she’d spilled her wine on it.
A knife on the roof beside her was making its presence known. Be still, he told it. Was that blood on the blade? “Damn.” Confound it, he’d cursed again, but he couldn’t afford to have a woman on the premises. It just wouldn’t do, and especially not this woman, and especially not now.
“Don’t usually see visitors of the female persuasion here, my lord.” Diggs sounded amused. Everyone knew about Fen’s past reputation, even though he’d been discreet for five years.
“That’s not about to change. She’s just a friend who’s gotten herself into a spot of trouble.”
Diggs snorted, and Andromeda gaped at Fen with wide, tear-drenched eyes. What if she really were with child? He hoped she wasn’t such a fool, but he didn’t intend to let it become his problem.
He pushed her gently toward the window. “Go inside and wait for me. I’ll take you straight home.”
“No!” squeaked Andromeda. “Please, you mustn’t. It’s—it’s life or death, Fen.”
“Go inside,” Fen said through gritted teeth. “Now.”
Andromeda hiccupped on a sob and got a hold of herself. She hiked her skirts, hobbled to the window, and hitched one leg over the sill. Her gown rode up, revealing shapely legs. She sagged inward, raised the other leg, and would have toppled inside if Fen hadn’t grabbed her by the arm and bum and let her down slowly.
He made a point of not noticing the soft plumpness of that bum.
He padded across the roof of the bump-out, got down on his haunches, and spoke quietly to Diggs. “Go back to sleep, and keep your mouth shut about this. There’ll be a shilling for you in the morning.”
“Right you are, my lord.”
Fen watched the beggar amble back to his pile of rags. What had happened to Andromeda between an hour ago and now? Why had she come to him? Why didn’t she want to go home? And what the devil was he going to do with her?
He pulled himself together; he would get the story from her soon enough.
The knife came eagerly to his reaching hand. He climbed in the window, shut it, and closed the curtains. Andromeda was huddled on the hearthrug, eyes closed, her knees drawn up to her chest, racked by great, convulsive shudders.
He set the knife on the dressing table, examining in the candlelight the dark stains on the blade. He put one fingertip to the sticky blade, then sniffed it. Blood indeed.
Something terrible must have happened to drive Andromeda here, and she was clearly in a state of shock. He knew an urge to take her in his arms, to hold and comfort her, but dismissed that as insanity. He had almost ruined his life once for Andromeda; never again.
He lit the branch of candles on the dresser. “I’ll start a fire, shall I?” he said briskly. “Get you warmed up.”
She opened her eyes and stared at him, teeth chattering. “Y-y-you’re stark naked, Fen.”
About the author and where to find her:
Barbara Monajem grew up in western Canada. She wrote her first story, a fantasy about apple tree gnomes, when she was eight years old, and dabbled in neighborhood musicals at the age of ten. At twelve, she spent a year in Oxford, England, soaking up culture and history, grubbing around at an archaeological dig, playing twosy-ball against the school wall, and spending her pocket money on adventure novels. Thanks to her mother, she became addicted to Regency romances as well. She is the award-winning author of several Regency novellas, many of which include elements of magic, and the Bayou Gavotte series of paranormal mysteries. Apart from writing, she loves to cook (especially soups), and the only item on her bucket list is to be successful at knitting socks (which she doesn’t expect to achieve). She lives near Atlanta, Georgia, with an ever-shifting population of relatives, friends, and feline strays.
One Night. That’s all it was supposed to be. Reeling from the sudden loss of her sister, Haddie Montgomery has sworn off relationships. All she wanted from Beckett Daniels was a sexy distraction to help her escape her pain for just a little while….There weren’t supposed to be any strings attached—so why can’t she shake the memory of that unforgettable night from her thoughts? Or the taste of his kiss from her lips? No matter how hard Haddie tries to forget about him, Becks relentlessly tries to prove that she should start living for today. But she is determined to avoid romantic commitment, and she can always use her ex-boyfriend’s reappearance to help snuff out the slow burn within her that Becks has sparked….
Or will fate force her to realize that this kind of connection doesn’t come along very often and a chance at love is worth the risk?
Excerpt from Slow Burn (Book #5: Driven Series):
He chuckles low and even, a sarcastic amusement woven through the sound that pisses me off. “What are you afraid of? Why is his offer so much more tempting than mine, huh? Oh, I know why,” he says, sarcasm dripping from his words. “He’ll walk away without any questions. But I won’t will I, Haddie? I have plenty of questions. The first one being what exactly are you running from?”
My eyes flash up to meet his, and the look – the moment that passes between us – is too honest, too raw. I have to break it. I can’t let him see the truths that even I’m trying to hide from. How I feel and what I need to fix me – the answer being him – because I’m not going to allow it to happen.
I can feel it. I can know it. But he can’t.
My mind flashes back momentarily to the night of the wedding. Of how I asked him – gave him no other option really –to take me to bed. Did I know then that unzipping my dress for him and inviting him between my legs would lead to this? Me wanting so much more? Me standing in the middle of his apartment wanting to ask for more but unable to because of the fears that are holding me hostage?
About the author and where to find her:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author K. Bromberg is that reserved woman sitting in the corner who has you all fooled about the wild child inside of her—the one she lets out every time her fingertips touch the computer keyboard. K. lives in Southern California with her husband and three children. When she needs a break from the daily chaos of her life, you can most likely find her on the treadmill or with Kindle in hand, devouring the pages of a good, saucy book.
On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try her hand at this writing thing. Her debut novels, Driven, Fueled, and Crashed of The Driven Trilogy were well received and went on to become multi-platform bestsellers as well as landing on the New York Times and USA Today lists. Her other works include a short story, UnRaveled, and a companion piece to The Driven Trilogy titled Raced. She is currently working on three stand alone Driven novels, Slow Burn, Sweet Ache, and Hard Beat. She also plans to release a novel addressing the 10 year gap at the ending of Crashed in late fall 2015
Viola Summerhill needs sex. Her sisters say a rebound fling is just the thing to wash away the bad taste left from her recently crumbled marriage. But Viola knows she needs more than that. She has to reinvent herself, to regain the identity she lost being a wife and a mother. And she’s going to do it as an art gallery owner. Stocking her new gallery with work worthy of the grand opening she desires isn’t easy, though. She needs a smashing piece–something that’ll steal everyone’s breath. And she finds the most amazing work she’s ever seen where she least expects it: in the home of what was supposed to be a one night stand.
My Rating: 5/5 stars
Viola Sumemrhill is in what we commonly refer to as a rut. Since her divorce from her loser husband, Charles, Viola has struggled to find her place in the world. Viola married at a very young age and for the entirety of her marriage she has been a stay-at-home mom (I’m not saying that in a negative way so calm down!) and done very little in the way of developing her own interests and pursuits. With an impressionable teenage daughter at home, Viola is desperate to find a way to not only support her small family but to find a way to make her daughter proud of her.
According to Vi’s older sister and best friend, Beatrice, all Viola needs to get out of her rut is some good old fashioned sex! Sure, sex sounds good but Viola hasn’t dated in more than a decade and she’s pretty sure casual sex isn’t going to help her straighten out her life and find a real future. So, with sex off the table, Viola is right back where she started, looking for a career. In a moment of pure brilliance it occurs to Viola how much she loves art and the knack she has for recognizing talent. In the moment just after the brilliance strikes, Viola decides she is going to open her own art gallery. Now all she has to do is find just the right artists to stock her gallery with.
Finn Buchanan’s art is his passion, his soul and anyone who has ever had the pleasure of seeing it knows they are being allowed to experience something quite special. Finn’s talent is astounding yet he allows very few people to see his paintings and absolutely refuses to sell anything he creates. Finn’s refusal stems from his love of his uncle who killed himself after being unable to meet the demands of life as practicing artist. When his uncle died, Finn understood that producing for a gallery and sales is simply too much pressure for one person to bear and not worth the paint hat is inevitably involved. In order to support himself and be as far away from his family as possible, Finn has lived in Paris for years and works as a high-end restoration specialist. To date, Finn’s life has gone exactly according to plan and then, Viola Summerhill comes calling.
The second she sees Finn’s work, Viola knows she absolutely must have it for her gallery’s opening. With Finn’s paintings on her walls the gallery is sure to be a success. Getting to Finn in Paris is the easy part, getting Finn to agree to show and sell his work is a cat of a different color. When Viola shows up unexpectedly on Finn’s front porch, each is wholly unprepared for the road they are both about to travel. Neither Finn nor Viola is prepared for the other and in just a few days’ time each is reevaluating everything they know and have done up to this point in their lives.
The Bottom Line: Up to this point in the Summerhill series, Viola has just been one of the sisters and in large part this has been because of the rut she has been in. Viola’s divorce has taken a serious toll on her, her daughter is a somewhat angsty teenager Viola wants to connect with and, up until she conceives of the gallery idea she has had no direction in life. Meeting Finn turns Viola’s world upside down and with him by her side, she comes into her own. Finn is by far one of the most stubborn men chosen by a Summerhill sister but in that way, he is perfect for Viola. The give and take, push and pull between Viola and Finn keeps the story moving along at a quick and sexy pace. Their road to an HEA is not at all easy but then both have a significant amount of baggage they are bringing into the relationship. As usual, Perry throws some fun and totally unexpected curveballs at her characters, the rest of the Summerhill’s are totally involved up to their butts and, the ending is pretty much perfect. In all, Perry has added another winner to the Summerhill series!
About the author and where to find her: