Friday, December 9, 2016

COVER REVEAL: The Bartender by Piper Rayne

Series: Modern Love #1
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: February 1, 2017


Who knew sleeping with the enemy could be this fun? 

Was the one night stand a good idea?
Well, no. Probably not in retrospect.

In my defense I had just moved back into my grandparent’s house, I’d lost my dream job, and a guy on Tinder had stood me up. It was like life had suddenly stamped ‘LOSER’ on my forehead.

So when the guy behind the bar started giving me THE look…you know, the one that promised I’d be screaming his name into the wee hours of the morning? When that guy also has the perfect amount of scruff on his chiseled chin, biceps bulging out of his t-shirt, and a cocky grin you knew he’d earned in the sack…when he gives you that look, you don’t bother to figure out what your six degrees of separation are. You jump on that horse and ride it!

Pun fully and completely intended. And accurate by the way.

I fully admit to feeling sorry for myself and acting impulsively, but by the time I’d figured out WHO the bartender was, I was already falling for him.

Cover Design: Djordje Grbic

Piper Rayne, or Piper and Rayne, whichever you prefer because we’re not one author, we’re two. Yep, you get two established authors for the price of one. You might be wondering if you know us? Maybe you’ll read our books and figure it out. Maybe you won’t. Does it really matter?

We aren’t trying to stamp ourselves with a top-secret label. We wanted to write without apology. We wanted to not be pigeon holed into a specific outline. We wanted to give readers a story without them assuming how the story will flow. Everyone has their favorite authors, right? And when you pick up their books, you expect something from them. Whether it’s an alpha male, heavy angst, a happily ever after, there’s something you are absolutely certain the book will contain. Heck, we’re readers, too, we get it.

What can we tell you about ourselves? We both have kindle’s full of one-clickable books. We're both married to husbands who drive us to drink. We're both chauffeurs to our kids. Most of all, we love hot heroes and quirky heroines that make us laugh, and we hope you do, too.


COVER REVEAL: Clam Jam by RC Boldt

Genre: Romantic Comedy/New Adult Romance
Release Date: January 10, 2017

“Clam Jam”
Definition: the female equivalent of a cock block.
Example: You’re chatting with a guy you’re interested in and your friend comes along and lays claim to him.

That’s my life—except it’s worse. My friend who keeps “jamming” me is my gay roommate and if that isn’t a W.T.F. moment, I’m not sure what is.

Fact: He went home with three—yes, three—of the guys I had been so sure were into me.

Fact: He’s really pissing me off. I mean, hello? I’m trying to get back in the saddle, but I’ll never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of fifty if he keeps this up.

Fact: Secretly, I wonder what it would be like if he weren’t gay. Why do all the hot, sweet, tender-hearted guys have to be gay?

Fact: My gay-dar needs a serious tune-up.


The day I interviewed for the room to rent, everything changed. I knew I had met “the girl”, except there was one small problem: she didn’t want anything to do with men. I recognized a top-notch force field when I saw one. She’d been burned badly and didn’t want to deal with a heterosexual guy as a roommate. I could’ve turned around and found another place to live, but I wanted to live there—with her.

So I had to go “undercover”.

Fact: I’m in love with my roommate.

Fact: I’m a likely candidate for carpal tunnel surgery since all the action I’ve had for the past year has been my hand.

Fact: She’s going to hate me if I come clean now.

Fact: I’m not giving up. Which means, I’ll just have to continue to run defense until I figure out a way to get Maggie to see the “real” me.

The me that loves her.

The me that would never do her wrong.

Until then, I’ll keep running off every guy who shows any interest.

Until then, I’ll continue to Clam Jam.

Cover Design: Letitia, RBA Designs
Pre-order Links


“Ryland James!” I bang on his bathroom door, hollering loudly. “Did you eat the last—” 

The door swings open, drawing my speech to a sudden halt because … ooooh, sweet, dripping wet abs. 

My eyes are riveted. 

He’s got a towel wrapped around his waist, and I don’t even realize I’m moving until Ry releases a sharp hiss at my touch. Because my finger is tracing over the slight indentations in his abdominal muscles. 

“Um …” He clears his throat, his voice husky and deep. “Mags?” 

“Uh-huh,” I murmur absently, my fingertip stopping one of the trickling droplets of water on his skin, tracing it down over his belly button, and— 

His fingers grasp my wrist, drawing my hand to a halt, and my eyes dart up to his in alarm because crap. That was like an out-of-body experience. 

“Oh, crap. I’m sorry. I just really, um … crap.” That’s all I can utter. Nonsense. No one would believe I have my graduate degree if they heard me right now. 

If my tongue had a voice of its own, it would probably say something like, “Just the tip. That’s all I want.” The tip of my tongue tracing over Ry’s abs, that is. You know, just to prove someone Photoshopped him. Or not. 

Because I’ll take one for the team. I’m a giver like that. People might even think of canonizing me as a saint after all this. Really. 

Oh, and then … Abracadabra! Poof! He’d no longer be gay, profess his undying love for me, and wouldn’t ever leave me for another guy. 

Or woman. 

Wow. That scenario even sounds crazy in my head. 

Shaking off my thoughts, I take one more glance down at his abs—just one more glance—and that’s when I see it. 

“Oh, boy,” I breathe out. Ry is hard, tenting the towel, and I really want it to drop. Accidentally, of course. Like an “oops” moment. Totally harmless and innocent. 

Oh. My. God. I’m a horrible person. I’m thinking of my roommate’s penis! My roommate who has quickly become one of my best friends. 

Oh, the shame!

Where did this inner slut come from? It’s like she’s been lying in wait—for him, apparently.

But, really. I can take a little peek, right?

RC Boldt is the wife of Mr. Boldt, a retired Navy Chief, mother of Little Miss Boldt, and former teacher of many students. She currently lives on the southeastern coast of North Carolina, enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing karaoke. If you're in the mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can't recall the lyrics to a particular 80's song, or just need to hang around a nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she's your girl.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

BLOG TOUR: Dancer by Jamie Schlosser

Series: The Good Guys; Book 2
Genre: New Adult | Contemporary Romance


Technically, I’m not a stripper. As a cage dancer, I don’t take all my clothes off and no one gets to touch me. I’m just the eye-candy.

And I can feel their eyes on me. I know they’re watching, but I don’t do this for them.

This is my time.

My life may not have turned out the way I thought it would, but I’m not complaining. From 9pm to 1am several days a week I get paid to feel sexy, to feel desired, to do what I love.

I always knew I wanted to be a dancer—I just didn’t realize I’d be doing it in a cage.

Erectile dysfunction—two words that can cause a collective cringe from men everywhere. The doctors can call it ‘performance anxiety’ all they want, but that’s just a fancy way of saying my dick doesn’t work.

Just when I start to think there’s no hope for me, I see her. She’s gorgeous, sexy, and goofy as f*ck. She also looks really familiar but I can’t put my finger on it.

When I find out who she really is, my world is turned upside-down and everything seems to fall into place.

She’s not gonna make it easy for me, but I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge. She’s convinced I won’t stick around.

I’ll prove her wrong.

I’ll show her I’m one of the good guys.

*Although Dancer is part of a series, it can be read as a standalone.
~Book Review~
4.5 Stars

Colton Evans, 22, has a little problem. Things below the belt haven’t been working the way they should. But that all changes the night he spots a beautiful and sexy dancer in a cage at a club. And little does he know he’s hot for his childhood best friend, Brielle “Ellie” Mitchell.

Brielle recognizes Colton as her long-lost friend, but this now single mom doesn’t want to spoil the moment. Keeping her identity a secret is risky, but Bree just wants a night to live a little. She’s had a thing for Colton since they were kids. 
“I couldn’t believe I just told him that. The only logical explanation I could come up with was that Colton had fucked me senseless.”
Colton and Ellie have some serious chemistry! Once again with this series, the author knows how to capture the hot and sensual details. 
“The first lick made me gasp. The second swipe had me gripping the headboard so hard my knuckles turned white.” 
Told via Colton and Ellie’s alternating first person POV, this was a very engaging story with just the right blends of steam, humor, sweetness, and bittersweet. 
“‘I need you to know that I love every part of you, Ellie….Now get that pussy on my face.’”
Both Colton and Ellie were great characters. Though Ellie sometimes let her past heartbreaks cause her doubt, she was still a strong female character and very likable—realistic and genuine, the type of person you’d want as your friend in real life. I loved how Colton never gave up on what he wanted. Just like Travis in the first book, Colton turns out to be a total book boyfriend. Speaking of the sexy trucker Travis, he and Angel make appearances, but this can still be easily read as a standalone. 

I also appreciated how much the story seemed to stress the importance of communication, which is so critical in any relationship. If you’re looking for your next sweet and sexy romance, then this is certainly one to read. Oh and make sure you have Guns n’ Roses “Pretty Tied Up” on stand-by. That whole scene is totally adorable!

My attention was snagged by a girl in the cage on the opposite side of the room because a guy had approached her. He tried to stick his hand through the bars, obviously intent on copping a feel. A bouncer quickly intervened, steering the intoxicated man over to a less crowded area.

Through body language and hand gestures, I could tell the bulky security guard was explaining that touching the girls was against the rules.

Drunk Dude huffed, gave the dancer one last lingering look, then staggered over to the bar.

My eyes trailed back over to the girl who was still moving around as though nothing happened and, suddenly, I couldn’t look away. I was captivated.

Not because she was hot—and she was hot—but because she was smiling. A big, genuine smile.

Her movements kept in time with the peppy beat of ‘Vacation’ by the Go-Go’s as she started hopping around.

Her big ‘80s-styled hair flew through the air as she spastically tilted her head from side to side. The long chocolate strands whipped around the confines of the cage and I swear I could see her laughing.

She was having fun. She loved this.

The jean shorts she had on were so short that I could see her ass cheeks hanging out of the bottom and my eyes traveled down her toned legs, then back up. Her waist was tiny and she had an hourglass shape with full breasts, which were jiggling with her every move.

This was entertainment.

Not only was this girl gorgeous and sexy—she was also goofy as fuck. She did some sort of head-banging move before twirling around like a ballerina.

She was still grinning and her chest shook with giggles. I could almost imagine what it would sound like to hear her laugh.

And as I watched, I found myself laughing along.
I felt a familiar tightness in my jeans and was beyond shocked when I glanced down to find myself stiff as a board.

~Also in The Good Guys Series~

Book Review

A TRUCKER CHRISTMAS, A Romantic Short Story

~Author Interview~
 5 Questions with Jamie Schlosser

Q1. Your bio mentions that you grew up on a farm in Illinois surrounded by cornfields.  Is the small town, rural area of Tolson in the books similar to your hometown?

A. Yes. Tolson is based on a real town about 5 minutes away from my childhood home. And the summer festival that takes place in Trucker is a real event, golf carts and all!

Q2. What’s your favorite part about writing contemporary romance, and do you have a favorite scene from any the books?

A. My favorite part about writing is taking a story I want to read and making it into a book. It's hard to play favorites with my scenes! Haha. I love them all. If I had to choose one from each book, I would say it would be when my couples first meet each other.

Q3. I loved how you took professions that society has a tendency to look down upon and turned them around to depict fully developed character who defied their stereotypes. What was your inspiration for this series, and were any of the characters based on people you know in real life?

A. I decided to write about truckers because it wasn't something a lot of people have done. Before I wrote my first book, Trucker, I tried to find a romance about a hitchhiker who fell in love with the person who picked her up, but I couldn't find it. I kept thinking, someone should write that! Truckers and mechanics are sexy too, right? As for my characters being based off of people I know in real life--some are, including Beverly and Colton.

Q4. If Trucker and Dancer were to be made into a movie, who might you envision playing the lead couples?

A. If Trucker and Dancer were made into a movie, this is how I would envision the cast of characters-
Travis- Chase Crawford
Angel- Chloe Grace Moretz
Colton- Paul Walker (Although PW is no longer living 💔 he would have made a perfect Colton.)
Brielle- Vanessa Hudgens

Q5. Any hints at what readers can look for next? Can you spill how Dropout will fit into The Good Guys series? 

A. Here's BIG hint for book 3. If you read A Trucker Christmas, the five-chapter charity project releasing soon, you'll get to (briefly) meet Jimmy, the male character in Dropout. He's the "baddest" of the guys in the series, but still a good guy at heart.

Thanks Jamie & Happy Release Day!

Jamie Schlosser grew up on a farm in Illinois surrounded by cornfields. Although she no longer lives in the country, her dream is to return to rural living someday. As a stay-at-home mom, she spends most of her days running back and forth between her two wonderful kids and her laptop. She loves her family, iced coffee, and happily-everafters. 

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Wednesday, December 7, 2016

BOOK REVIEW: Dirty Hacker by Tia Lewis & Roxy Sinclaire

Before you purchase this title, there's a few things you need to know...

Like many readers when selecting a title, I choose carefully, whether it’s an Amazon purchase or an advanced reading copy.  Like some it’s because we have busy lives outside the reading community and time can be a precious commodity. Like others it’s because there are certain content we seek to find or to avoid in order to optimize our reading pleasure. Also like many readers in the romance genre, I have certain tastes and most definitely certain expectations of romance, one of which being an HEA.

HEA, an acronym for “happily ever after,” or more specifically short for the phrase many of us have heard since reading stories as little girls, “they lived happily ever after.” The key word now being they, a plural pronoun referring to the romantic lovers featured in the story. In this day and age it certainly doesn’t have to be one man and one woman, but they clearly implies a romantic unit. More than one.

For this reason, I find it useful when books are listed with certain tags or disclaimers. It helps readers find the right books while avoiding content, plots, and tropes they wish to steer clear of. Aside from the interesting plot description of Dirty Hacker, I was pleased with the following statement that accompanied the review sign-up:  
Dirty Hacker is a steamy standalone alpha billionaire romance novel. It’s only recommended for audiences 18+. No cheating. No cliffhangers. Guaranteed HEA.
And then again in the front matter of the ARC at 2%, it reiterated before the story begins:
As the story progressed and the plot began to unravel, I had my doubts about the favorable outcome of this novel. But in my mind, I kept going back to the assurance at the beginning of the book—HEA. Why would the authors lie?

To say that I felt frustrated would be an understatement. To say that I felt cheated and deceived would be spot on. Readers trust that book disclosures such as “No cheating. No cliffhangers. Guaranteed HEA” given by the authors are to be true. When those statements are no longer trustworthy, readers feel duped, and must rely even more on the book community for honest, unbiased reviews.

Imagine my disgust after closing the last page to find that the assurance of an HEA was not only incredibly misleading, but now as an ARC reviewer I was being asked to withhold my honest review:
“If you feel this story deserves less than a 4-star rating, please refrain from leaving your review on Amazon and contact me,” reads the author’s note.
Unequivocally, placing stipulations or conditions on any review, whether it be an ARC or a verified purchase, negates the entire purpose of reviews being honest and unbiased. It affects the integrity of the entire review system. Readers must then be skeptical of every review they read. Did this title have all 4 and 5 stars because it’s so stunning? Or were all reviews rating less than 4 stars withheld? Those are both valid question every reader is forced to ponder when statements like the one above appear in books.  

Furthermore, ARC readers are not reading the book to “fix any issues before the book goes live.” That’s what editors and beta readers are for.  Reviewers provide analysis and honest opinions as post-publication feedback to the author and to assist other readers in selecting books.  As a courtesy, they may bring a wording or grammatical mistake to the author's attention prior to publication; however, it is not their responsibility. 

Perhaps some readers did bring to the attention of the authors the fact that this book does not contain the promised HEA. Because once live on Amazon, the new description now reads:  
Dirty Hacker is a full length steamy standalone romance novel for mature audiences only. There are NO cliffhangers. NO cheating. Be prepared for a wild ride of self-discovery and not just your traditional girl meets boy love story.
Sorry, but this is still misleading. This isn't just a non-traditional love story, it's not a love story at all.  This is a story about using sex, money, technology, and power to manipulate the actions of someone who is barely legal.  Any readers who have ever been the victim of emotional abuse might even find this story a trigger. 

So what will you really get if you read this book? 

Well, Dirty Hacker is an engaging, compelling dark coming of age story that exposes the dangers of naivety and trusting too easily, letting emotions blind you, and thrills cloud your judgment.  Told via eighteen year old social recluse Sophie Hanson’s sole first person POV, the reader is introduced to the radical hacking group The Alliance which Sophie becomes enthralled with as she hones her hacking skills.  Reaching out to them, Sophie meets the attractive, alluring, and mysterious Preston Phillips, 37. She becomes immersed in his spell, following his commands while still living largely in the dark about the rest of the group’s members and activities.

As a coming of age story with strong themes of naivety, innocence, and corruption as well as finding a place to belong, this should almost be a must read in the modern, technological, social media obsessed world for all young adults. However, the story has a very strong erotic theme; it’s most definitely a hot and dirty read for adults. So perhaps the new adult market is where this fits best. More specifically though, the new adult, dark, erotic, suspense market is what this story is really geared towards.  Despite the word 'romance' in the subtitle, I hesitate strongly to classify it as romance as ultimately that’s not what the reader gets. While the climax of the plot is certainly jaw dropping, and most of the story is engaging enough to easily keep readers turning pages, the ending is an epic fail, flat and unfulfilling (to both the reader and the main characters), perhaps even leaving more questions to ponder.

As a final note on this topic–—This blog does not withhold reviews. Not only would it be misleading and unethical, but it would mean participating in a form of censorship in the book community that sacrifices the integrity of the entire review system. These authors owe a sincere apology to all of their ARC readers for deceiving them about the ending and asking them to withhold less than 4 star reviews. If they value any kind of professionalism and wish to be taken seriously as trusted authors, they need to clarify their mistake and insist that ALL reviews be posted. And they also owe an apology to every reader out there for attempting to influence the reviews for this book, which in turn impacts the authenticity and intended unbiased nature of book reviews as a whole. 

COVER REVEAL: Stud Farm: The Delancey Brothers by Joanna Blake

Release Date: Winter 2016


There's a feisty little filly that needs taming. And I'm just the man for the job.

My name's Clint McRae. I took this job without realizing how hard it would be. Hard to train a know-it-all trick rider like Pheonyx Delancey, Hard to get her all the way to the National Championships.

Hard to keep my hands off her.

She's got talent coming out her ears but she's reckless and wild in the saddle. I can't tell if I want to kiss her or spank her. By the time the season is over, I'm sure I'll be doing a fair bit of both.

I'm older and more experienced so I should know better. But she's the one who's got me hogtied.

Meet the newest Delancey! Stud Farm includes the ALL NEW novella Pheonyx Rising, Ride With Me, Bound To Me and the rewritten Branded as well as an ALL NEW Very Delancey Chrismas!

*Please note, these stories are not available anywhere else!

Cover Model: Craig Gierish
Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations

Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride!

~Check Out Cockpit, also by Joanna Blake~


Tuesday, December 6, 2016

BLOG TOUR: O'Gallagher Nights Series by Mignon Mykel

Publication Date: November 30, 2016
Genres: Adult, New Adult, Contemporary Romance

The three O'Gallagher siblings, all in one set.
Includes bonus material such as slightly expanded stories & a Christmas novella not otherwise available!
🍺O’Gallaghers has been a long-lasting establishment in San Diego, known for its Irish brews and fare. When the next generation of O’Gallaghers take over though, it becomes known for a little bit more…🍻



ONE NIGHT STAND (O'Gallagher Nights #1)

🍺Conor O’Gallagher
Thirty-two, six-foot, and all muscle. Flashes of dimples behind his black beard, quick winks for the lady patrons, and a tattoo sleeve that leaves the ladies begging to be his nightly conquest. Because one of them will be. Every night at close, Conor brings one, two, sometimes more, up to his apartment and has his merry way with them. The women always leave satisfied, and always know he’s a one and done kind of guy, no repeat performances. But what happens when one of his one night stands comes back into his life five months later, and pregnant no less? What happens when one night gives you more than you bargained for? Conor’s about to find out…

~Book Review~

1 Star

This first book is Conor O’Gallagher and Mia Hampton’s story. While the story wasn’t exactly boring and it mostly kept me engaged (like watching a trainwreck), I could not honestly give it a higher rating based off the fact that this is supposed to be a romance, and the hero is about as far from romantic as you could possibly be. Even my first impression of Conor wasn’t all that favorable. A thirty-two year old dude who plays a “nightly game of eenie, meenie, miney, ‘ho,” and has inner monologues like, “But pussy was pussy. Tits were tits,” was a huge turn-off. Sorry, but this guy did not seem like a catch, unless of course you were looking to catch something, which I felt like you would the more I read about him.

Told via Conor and Mia’s alternating first person POV, Connor is a self admitted “asshole” who only does one night stands and has one night each week devoted to sleeping with multiple women at the same time. Women are nothing more to him than “another hole on another night,” and he’s no stranger to broken condoms. I can’t even begin to describe how much that makes my skin crawl. The fact that most of this didn’t bother Mia made me lose respect for her too.

The story, novella in length, isn’t sufficiently developed to explain why Mia had such a crush on him since childhood. I’m still scratching my head trying to figure that one out. Conor espouses that women think his cock is his best asset, and I’d actually believe that since his personality isn’t winning any awards. Plain and simple, this story is for readers looking for casual sex rather than romance and a cocky Neanderthal rather than a book boyfriend.

There is no romance to this. It’s just a sad (as in pathetic) tale of a girl who’s hung up on the wrong guy and gets pregnant her first time to the jerk who goes right back to screwing countless women right after being with her. His response to figuring out she’s caring his child: “Send her away and I’ll deal with her later.” And when he does start to get his head out of his ass, the story skips over all the important parts of a relationship, like getting to know each other, and jumps right to more sex and some OW drama. It was clear that Conor would have never given Mia a chance if he hadn’t knocked her up, and it was also clear that they were two totally different types of people and not the opposites attract kind.

Everything else that follows is literally either too little (as in no story development), too little too late (this man couldn’t begin to make up for the utter assholishness that he exhibited), or outright ridiculous (the abandoned breastfeeding and miracle conception.)

All in all, a real douchebag hero and a doormat heroine alongside a plot that favors summing up critical scenes rather than showing or developing. Put that together and you get an erotic melodrama rather than romance.

ABOUT LAST NIGHT (O'Gallagher Nights #2)

🍺Rory O'Gallagher
Thirty, five-ten, and long, lean muscle. The middle O'Gallagher is as known for his prowess in the bedroom as the oldest is, and for so much more. Women have always been attracted to him. People have always flocked to him. But then there was Emily Winters. With her white blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and cold demeanor toward him, Rory shouldn't want anything to do with her. But so help him, he does.
~Book Review~
2.5 Stars

This is the second story in the O’Gallagher Series. It focuses on O’Gallagher brother Rory, 29, and one of the waitresses at the bar, Emily, 24. Frankly I didn’t have high hopes for Rory going into this story. In the first book, it’s established that while Conor has the integrity (the only integrity mind you) to at least finish out his shift each night before taking a woman to bed, Rory has a tendency to cut out in the middle of his shift. Then this story opens with Rory seeing Emily in a new light just hours after he’s been with a ONS and I thought it might be time to just DNF this whole series. None the less, despite details of his room still smelling like sex and my uncertainly over whether he ever had a shower, I did find the push/pull between Rory and Emily more appealing than I did with the couple in book one.

Told via their alternating first person POV, Emily and Rory had quite a bit of potential. Rory wasn’t as repulsive as Connor, and Emily wasn’t a lack-of-self-respecting doormat like Mia. Rory and Emily were kinda cute together when given a chance. Too bad the story wasn’t actually developed. The initial set up was shaky (Hello she could have called a locksmith, her building super, or simply banged on Rory’s door to interrupt his ONS); it’s never fully explained what went wrong in Emily’s early college days that landed her in the situation she’s in; and I don’t believe Emily’s last name is even divulged. There’s only one sexual encounter between them, and it leaves the readers as disappointed and yearning for more as Emily. There was so much potential for Rory to make that up to her, but it never happens. What also never happens is any kind of relationship between them after one failed date. While it was a relief that this O’Gallagher actually stays celibate after being with the heroine, the story most definitely needs more to be finished! The ending felt like what should have been the beginning of their journey to becoming an actual couple.
“‘You don’t need a man, hell, you’ll probably tell me you don’t have time for a man, but I want to be there for you. I want to show I’ve changed. I want to hold your hand. I want to make you dinner on those nights you’re scrambling to figure out how you’re going to juggle food and work and studying and walking the dog.’”
I wanted to read about all those things!!! I just had to wait for the Christmas bonus so keep reading! 😉

ALL NIGHT LONG (O'Gallagher Nights #3)

🍺Brenna O'Gallagher
The baby sister of those sexy O'Gallagher boys has her own story to tell. Her brothers think she's something she's not... but the truth is most of the rumors had always been true. At twenty, she decided she needed a change. Then her brothers hired him. He makes her feel like she's spiraling backward, but is she really? Has she found the one person she can confide in, the one person who will not judge her? And just how long can she keep it from her brothers before the repercussions settle in and she not only loses him, but the respect of her brothers? Her road hasn't been easy--and it's not about to start smoothing out now.
~Book Review~

2.75 Stars

The third story in this novella series features Breena O’Gallagher and bartender Greyson Stone. The biggest shocker—unlike the men in this series before him, Grey is not a manwhore! He’s actually a very patient, supportive, caring, and committed guy. As for Breena, well it would be easier to understand Breena’s character if the back-story with this family had been developed. For instance…

Why does Breena worry so much about what her two womanizing brothers think about her to the point she’s lived so much of her life in secret? How did they get that way in the first place? And where the hell have their parents been while they were growing up? Is this supposed to be an adult version of the Max & Ruby show???

In all seriousness though, I really felt bad for Breena having to grow up in the shadow of her promiscuous brothers, seeking attention from her peers through less than healthy and desirable behaviors, and without the guidance and support of her parents. The O’Gallagher parents do finally show up and make appearances in the present, but it’s not to engage in any meaningful conversations or revelations with their daughter. All in all, I had a very hard time understanding how a 17 year old could go through what Breena went through and her parents not notice.

In contrast to the previous novellas, there is romance this time around. Told via Breena and Grey’s alternating first person point a view, readers actually get to experience the tender moments between the couple; there is no OW/OM drama, and the love scenes—love making this time around— are touching. Unfortunately, the story development with Breena and Grey is limited, instead of expanding on their characters, the plot favors shoving more of Connor and Mia down the readers’ throats while still failing to depict Rory and Emily’s love story until...

Saving the best for last...

HOT HOLIDAY NIGHTS (Bonus story!!!)

~Book Review~

4.5 Won Me Over Stars

“‘What had we been doing the last four months? Playing glorified house? Friends with not-so-many benefits?’”
If you read novella #2 in the O’Gallagher Nights series, About Last Night, then you probably wondered these things about Rory and Emily. It’s no secret that I was underwhelmed with this series, struggling with things from characterization to plot development. And when it came to Rory and Emily’s story, the shortest and least developed of them all …well I felt a little cheated. Then author Mignon Mykel approached me about this bonus novella, releasing in this box set, featuring Rory and Emily, and I am pleasantly surprised to say this one is miles above all the ones that came before it! If you are looking for romance, this is where you’ll find it in an upbeat and festive way.

At this point, I think About Last Night should just be considered an extended prologue to Emily and Rory’s real story. I lamented in my review that it ended just when it should have begun, but thankfully Hot Holiday Nights picks up soon after where About Last Night left off. And it’s the hidden gem of this series.

Turns out, once Rory left his self-involved man-whoring days behind and took a deep look at himself, he cleaned up quite nicely. Hell, he’s a total prince!

“I enjoyed cooking her dinner and cleaning up the house, so she wouldn’t have to worry about it later.”
25 months celibate, the boy wasn’t even complaining; he vowed he’d go sexless all over again to get his woman. Not only that, he goes grocery shopping, does the laundry (hand wash bras included), and remembers to put the toilet seat down! *Be still my heart.*

So what Hot Holiday Nights has to offer is a swoon-worthy sweet and sexy holiday romance story, utterly redeeming Rory and answering many of the missing pieces from their previous novella. Told via their dual first person POV, it’s strictly Emily and Rory’s HEA wrapped into a holiday love story about proving his commitment and finding out which one of them makes the first (technically second) sexual move. Thankfully sexist, repulsive Conor only makes one appearance and shockingly his scene was actually quite cute and made me laugh. 

“‘Fucking A, Emy girl. That’s it. Milk my cock. Keep…Right there, Emy. Right…there!’”
Oh yeah, Rory totally makes up for that first less than stellar performance. ;-)

Mignon Mykel is the author of the Prescott Family series, as well as the short-novella erotic romance series, O'Gallagher Nights. When not sitting at Starbucks writing whatever her characters tell her to, you can find her hiking in the mountains of her new home in Arizona.


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Monday, December 5, 2016

BLOG TOUR: After We Fall by Melanie Harlow

Publication Date: November 28th, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance


Jack Valentini isn’t my type.

Sexy, brooding cowboys are fine in the movies, but in real life, I prefer a suit and tie. Proper manners. A close shave.

Jack might be gorgeous, but he’s also scruffy, rugged, and rude. He wants nothing to do with a “rich city girl” like me, and he isn’t afraid to say so.

But I’ve got a PR job to do for his family’s farm, so he’s stuck with me for ten days, and I’m stuck with him. His glares. His moods. His tight jeans. His muscles.

His huge, hard muscles.

Pretty soon there’s a whole different kind of tension between us, the kind that has me misbehaving in barns, trees, and pickup trucks. I’ve never done anything so out of character—but it feels too good to stop.

And the more I learn about the grieving ex-Army sergeant, the better I understand him. Losing his wife three years ago left him broken and bitter and blaming himself. He doesn’t think he deserves a second chance at happiness.

But he’s wrong.

I don’t need to be his first love. If only he’d let me be his last.

“Second chances are not given to make things right, but are given to prove that we could be even better after we fall.” —Unknown

~Book Review~
3 Stars

Margot Thurber Lewiston, 29, is a trust fund baby running her own PR firm. She comes from old money and travels in social circles limited to the pretentious upper class. Jack Valentini, 33, is an ex-military man helping run his family’s organic farm.

The story opens with Margot and Jack in their own very separate worlds. Some readers will feel the opening scenes make for a compelling story, others like myself will find it counterproductive to connecting with the intended romantic couple—Jack and Margot. Though justified in her anger towards her douchebag ex, Margot’s handling of that situation makes her look immature and jealous. Rather than use the upper hand and expose him for the tool Trip is, she goes about things in an ineffective manner. Meanwhile, Jack closes his first chapter with “I’d already met the love of my life…” Except he’s not talking about Margot! Jack is still grieving the loss of his wife three years prior to the point he still has her clothes in the closet. None of this endeared me to either of the characters or gave me fuzzy feelings about their potential romance.

The story is told by their dual first person POV and alternates between scenes of humor and scenes of emotional distress providing an ever shifting mood, which perhaps mirrors Jack’s character. He’s grumpy and brooding with a big chip on his shoulder and distain for change. He truly needs to return to therapy long before he actually does. While it’s established that he’s quite physically good looking, it’s also established that some of these less than desirable personality traits aren’t new. I started to feel bad for his deceased wife for putting up with him. And it was hard to forget about her; Stef is repeatedly thrown in the readers’ faces at all the major moments when Jack and Margot make any kind of romantic connection.

I think full enjoyment of this story is going depend a lot on reading preferences. If you want a story about emotional growth and moving on from lost love, then this one is probably for you. However, if you prefer your heroes and heroines to be soul mates or simply the only people for each other, this one likely won’t be fulfilling enough.

It was clear their life and love experiences were unbalanced. Margot’s never experienced true love and longs for marriage; Jack’s already been married and is still in love. Margot knows she needs to move on; Jack doesn’t want to. The loss of his wife is not simply back-story; it’s a major internal conflict of the plot. While the pair share some new experiences and eventually build up chemistry as the story progressed, there were just too many instances where Jack’s dead wife felt like the third person in this romance in order for me to enjoy the romantic angle.

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“Wow,” she said, shutting the screen door behind her. “That was close. Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome.” I crossed my arms, wishing I’d thought to grab a shirt. “Want to tell me what you were doing out there?”
Her cheeks colored. “Um, I was taking a run.”
“Up a tree?”
She laughed nervously. “No. Well, I didn’t start out in a tree. That happened later.”
I cocked my head, unable to resist giving her a hard time. Not so sure of yourself now, are you, Barbie? “Oh yeah?”
“Yes. See, I left the cottage I’m renting without using the bathroom by mistake,” she began, twisting her fingers together, “and I was planning on running a loop around the farm, but it’s bigger than I thought.”
“Ah. So you were looking for a bathroom in the woods?”
“Well, yes.” She swallowed. “Sort of. But then I heard a splash and saw you…” Her cheeks were practically purple now.
I played dumb. “Saw me what?”
“Saw you naked, OK?” she blurted, throwing her hands up. “I admit it—I saw you naked.”
I had no hangups about nudity, but I was damn serious about my privacy, and about people sneaking up on me. But her embarrassment was funny. The two times I’d seen her before, she’d been so polished and poised. It felt good to put her in her place a little. “So you climbed a tree for a better view, is that it?”
Bowing her head, she dragged the toe of one shoe across the wood planks of the porch floor. “Something like that.” Then she looked up at me. Took a breath. “I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I was—I mean, I got—I couldn’t—” She sighed, briefly closing her eyes. “I have no excuse. Will you accept my apology?”
She was prettier without makeup, I decided. And the way she wore her hair off her face emphasized the wideness of her eyes, the angle of her cheekbones, the arch of her brows. Her lips didn’t need all that glossy crap, either. They were a perfect rosy pink, and I wondered if they’d feel as soft as they looked.
Fuck. I hadn’t kissed anyone in three years.
Clearing my throat, I took a step back. “Yeah. It’s fine.” Now get out of here.
She didn’t move. “So you’re not going to fire me?”
“I never hired you.”
“I know. But I really want this job. I think I can help, Jack. I know I can.”
“Suit yourself. I want nothing to do with it.” My name on her lips was trouble. Needing some distance from her, I started walking toward the dock to get my shoes and socks, but she followed me. God, she was a pest. It reminded me of the way Steph used to tag along after the boys when we were kids, wanting to get in our games.
“Are you going to be like this the entire time I’m here?” she asked.
“Like what?”
“Moody and uncooperative?”
“Why? Do you hate me that much?”
“I don’t hate anybody. I just don’t see why we should pay some city girl who’s never set foot on a farm to advise us.” We reached the dock, and I leaned down to get my stuff.
“I’m not even asking to be paid, so piss off!” she shouted, her voice carrying on the water.
I straightened. “Oh, you’re working for free?”
“Then you’re an idiot. Or so rich you don’t need the money.”
“I’m not an idiot,” she said through clenched teeth.
“So you’re rich, then.” I don’t know why I was being such an asshole. But for some reason, I did not want to let her see another side of me, or see another side to her. “I should have guessed.”
She crossed her arms. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means you look like you’ve led a charmed life. Like you’ve had everything you’ve ever wanted handed to you. Like you’ve never gotten your hands dirty.”
“So get them dirty.”
I almost fell off the dock. “What?”
“Get them dirty. Teach me about working this farm. I want to learn.”
Was she serious? The last thing I needed was to drag her ass around all day, explaining things. Or stare at her ass all day, imagining things. But one look at her defiant face and I shook my head. “Why do I feel like if I say no, you’ll just keep bothering me?”
She smiled and clasped her hands behind her back, rocking forward on her toes. “Because I will. I don’t like being told no.”
“Of course you don’t.” Jesus, she was trouble. A bad apple—smooth and shiny on the outside, spoiled rotten on the inside. But for no good reason, I found myself giving in. “Fine. Go change your clothes.”

Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she's not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like VEEP, Game of Thrones, House of Cards, and Homeland. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.

Melanie is the author of the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, the FRENCHED series, and the sexy historical SPEAK EASY duet, set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.