Tuesday, January 23

*** BLOG TOUR *** Thrive by Aly Martinez

★★NEW RELEASE ALERT★★  THRIVE by Aly Martinez  Amazon: http://amzn.to/2FMqm2M  Audible: http://adbl.co/2m84Mg3  iTunes Audio: http://bit.ly/ThriveAppleAudio    When I was nineteen years old, I was faced with a choice that changed my life. Keep the safety of what I already knew or risk losing everything with the young, hotheaded soldier who stole my heart. I chose the wrong man, and for seventeen years, I paid in tears, blood, and shattered dreams for that decision. Now, there’s a man in my house, holding a gun to my head on the order of my ex-husband—given from his prison cell. That hotheaded soldier I was too afraid to choose? He’s now a six-foot-three wall of muscle who works at the country’s most premier bodyguard agency. I’ve always wanted him, but now, I’ve never needed him more. It’s the call I’m terrified to make. I’m sure he still hates me… Even though I’ve never stopped loving him.  Add THRIVE to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34609194-thrive


“This is yours?” I asked in awe, trailing my fingers over the shiny, black hood of a newer-model Ford pickup truck. He’d lifted it and put huge tires on it, and while the top was spotless, there was a thin layer of mud covering the running boards, letting me know that it didn’t stay locked away in his garage waiting for a Chicago snow. It actually got used—and in places that weren’t covered in asphalt. My Southern heart, which had been relocated to the Midwest all those years ago, quaked in its stunning presence. He stared at me, his arms crossed over his chest, the muscles of his neck straining beneath a gray henley, but not because he was stressed or upset, but rather because his muscles were so thick and defined that they were always straining. He answered with a simple, “Babe.” I swung my hand to the Escalade parked in the driveway. “What about the SUV?” Twirling the keys on his finger, he walked over to me. “It’s not a crime for a man to own two vehicles.” Gripping my hip, he swayed me toward him. “If I have the kids, I drive the Caddy. If I’m by myself and the Caddy isn’t blocking the garage, I’ll take the truck.” He grinned, dipped low, brushed his lips to mine, and whispered, “If I’m with Mira, I take the truck even if the Caddy is blocking the garage and I have to move it so it’s not.” My stomach performed gold-medal-worthy somersaults as I pushed up onto my toes and gave him far more than a lip brush. His mouth opened, inviting me in. His warm tongue rolled with mine, acting as the welcoming committee. My head became light and I fisted my hands in the front of his shirt for balance. The moan that slipped from my throat made his tantalizing lips curve up in a smile before he pulled away. Resting his forehead to mine, he rumbled, “Breakfast and condoms, baby. We can’t do anything without them.” “Not completely true,” I murmured. “I saw a loaf of bread in your kitchen. Toast will serve as sustenance, and you can eat while I do other things with my mouth that don’t require condoms.” His hand slipped down to my ass. “I’ve missed your mouth, Mira. But not a chance in hell you start things on your knees and I don’t end them inside you. And, for that, I’m gonna need more than toast. So it looks like we’re back to breakfast and condoms.” He gripped my ass, rocking me against him. “But we’re going to take the truck so you can slide in real close. And, on the off chance you feel like getting handsy while I drive, I won’t object.” That had happened a lot when we were younger. The minute my ass had hit his seat, he’d lift his arm in invitation and I’d slid all the way over, as close as I could get without being in his lap. And then he’d drive. Windows down, the world passing us in a blur, him being the only thing in focus. Inside that truck, I had been free to be Mira. And, the idea of having that now, after seventeen years of feeling like someone else, I became giddy with excitement. “You have a bench seat?” I gasped, staring up at him with a megawatt smile. Smirking, he released me and opened the passenger’s door. “When I lift the armrest, I do.” I giggled. “Jesus, it’s like you knew I’d be coming back.” His shoulders jerked, and his jaw turned to granite. And then Jeremy Lark slayed me, brought me back to life, and then ruined me once and for all. “No. Because if I’d thought there was any chance of you ever coming back, I’d probably still be sitting on the tailgate of that clunker in the woods, waiting.”


Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four young children. Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and baked feta. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person. She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side. 

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Monday, January 22

***RELEASE BLITZ & REVIEW*** Mend by Chelle Bliss


From USA Today bestselling author Chelle Bliss comes a feel-good, sexy second-chance STANDALONE romance. 

Six years ago, the only girl I ever loved moved away. She said she’d come back to me. She promised she’d write. She swore she’d always be mine, but Evie Bailey lied.

Now, Evie’s back, and this time, I’m not letting her go without a fight.

Before senior year, I was forced to move away, leaving behind the only boy I ever loved. He said he’d love me forever. He promised nothing would tear us apart. He swore he’d wait for me, but Jack Nelson lied.

Now, Jack wants to make me his again, but he may never be able to forgive my sins.

This is one of those hug a book, books!! You know the ones where you finish them and you just want to hug it because it made you feel good? This is one of those!

The feels in this book blew me away. I just loved their connection.

Jack is home helping out his mother and sister. He's not there often but he goes home from time to time to help out. He runs a successful business and is usually busy with work. He's taken out his sister to the fair when he spots a face he thought he'd never see again. Evie. His one true love. The one that got away. She's back.

Evie is in her old home town. Well one of them. Her father was in the military and they moved a lot but this town is the only one that ever felt like home for her. She's here for a reason and has brought her friend Evan with her for moral support. They're at the fair when she see's him. Jack. It's the first time she's seen him since she left. Her first instinct is to run. This ends in an accident where she is forced to speak to him. She's still hurt by what happened between them. 

Jack now knowing she is home decides enough is enough he's going to speak to her where she likes it or not.

GAH! Just loved it. It's such a well written love story you feel the sizzle when they start to reconnect almost as though it's you there feeling it with them. Jack and Evie have a shared past that was almost perfect. I just smiled at the flashbacks to know how deep their love went even at such a young age was a joy to read. 

Jack wasn't your usual Chelle Bliss Alpha but he's Alpha none the less. I was so glad of his determination to talk to Evie and to clear things up once and for all. The way he loved her and his family i guarantee you will fall for him.

Evies' heartbreak was palpable at times but i just loved how she didn't let it be everything she was just a part of her. Her friendship with Evan brought a bit of a lighter feel to the book and i enjoyed everything to do with them. My one complaint is that Evan and Kurt never got their own book! 

I loved the storyline. Nothing too dramatic or extremely sexy but it still just drew you in. Just a note there was some hotness just not overloaded. It was a perfect balance for a beautiful love story. Past mistakes, pain and heartbreak but also love and hope and dreams of a future. Brilliant.

A great romance that will make you smile big and hug your kindle like a crazy person!

5 Rekindled stars

Reviewed by Kerry

Chelle Bliss is the USA Today bestselling author of Misadventures of a City Girl, the Men of Inked series, Enshrine, and the ALFA Investigations series. She hails from the Midwest, but currently lives near the beach even though she hates sand. She's a full-time writer, time-waster extraordinaire, social media addict, coffee fiend, and ex high school history teacher. She loves spending time with her two cats, alpha boyfriend, and chatting with readers.

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*** BLOG TOUR & REVIEW *** Midnight Blue by LJ Shen


Midnight Blue, an all-new sexy standalone from LJ Shen is available NOW!

Midnight Blue
Author: LJ Shen
Release Date: January 18th
It should have been easy.
I needed the money. He needed a babysitter to keep him from snorting himself to death.
I was cherry-picked especially for him. Responsible. Optimistic. Warm. Innocent.
The worst part is that I should have known better.
Alex Winslow. British rock star. Serial heartbreaker. Casanova with whiskey eyes.
“Don’t get near the devil in a leather jacket. He’ll chew you up and spit you out.”
Sounds familiar? That’s because it was a headline in a tabloid the second time he got arrested.
Guess what? I didn’t listen.
I signed the contract.
World tour. Three months. Four Continents. One hundred shows.
My name is Indigo Bellamy, and I sold my soul to a tattooed god.
Problem was, my soul wasn’t enough for Alex Winslow. He ended up taking my body, too.
Then he took my heart.
Then he took my all.
Nat’s words came back and haunted me like a bad haircut from the eighties. An irrational need to check the goods took over me. It wasn’t like he minded. According to the rumors, his dick had seen more cameras than Kendall Jenner. Slowly—so painfully slowly—my eyes drifted down his sinewy body. I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Whatever I had in mind, though, didn’t come close to the real thing. Thick, long but not atrocious. With thin veins running through its length. “Nice view?” he groaned, tucking his junk back into his briefs. His profile was glorious. Strong jaw, pouty lips, eyes like sex… My eyes snapped up when I realized he was talking to me. “I wasn’t…” “Looking? Yes, you were. Next time take a picture. It lasts longer.” He rolled his zipper upward and flushed the toilet with the toe of his boot. He turned around and squirted soap into his palm, washing his hands almost violently—rubbing between each finger and scratching his knuckles like he wanted to shed his own skin. When he was done, he looked around for a towel. I cleared my throat, scrambling to regain my wits. “Longer than the glimpse or longer than your performance?” Casually—so unbearably casually—he wiped his wet hands over my purple dress. I gasped, moving sideways. It looked like he was about to open the door and get out, but before I had the chance to yell at him for using me as a human towel, he slammed me against the wall, bracing both his arms above my head and pinning me to my spot. I let out a shriek of surprise at the sudden proximity. Alex Winslow is touching me. Willingly, my surprisingly pitiful brain squealed. Heat rolled off his body, making my back arch and my breath catch in my throat. “Let’s make one thing clear—I could fuck you to a point of numbness without even breaking a sweat if I wanted to. Now, careful, New Girl. If you don’t keep your distance from me, I think I just might.” MidnightBlue-AN
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5+ “Blue” Stars 

Ms. Shen at her absolute best. This is a work of art and will absolutely be one of the best books I read this year. It was incredibly written, heartbreakingly raw and ran the gamut of emotions and I would not have changed one single thing. 

Alex is a rock star. He is THE rockstar. Every guy wants to be him and every girl wants to do him. He’s instanely talented, a true lover of his fans but he’s also grouchy and mean with real troubles. And his troubles have landed him in hot water one too many times finally necessatating a babysitter of sorts. He’s had his fair share of sober comapanions but from the very first meeting, Indie is different. She needs this job. And that’s what it is. She doesn’t like Alex. She doesn’t want to like him. What she wants from him is a paycheck to help her brother, sister in law and nephew. That’s all. That’s it. At least at first. But Alex has “the thing” and it’s real. It shows on stage, it shows with his fans, and it shows in the dark, empty hallways where they find themselves together. While their ultimate goals are very different: Indie wants to keep Alex from imploding (and not just because it’s her job); Alex wants to completely undo Indie. He finds that he can’t stop himself from wanting to break her and that becomes his goal. As they tour, they are forced to coexist which leads to many revelations that are utterly unexpected as well as their undoing. 

As I read this book my thoughts went from...

OMG. That was brutal. I want to high five Indie the highest of fives and kick Alex square in the nuts... This scene is epic...
I just literally felt my heart break...
Just when I start to like him, I realize how horrible he really is. Argh...
Gah! The suspense. It’s killing me...
Geez Louise. I’m fighting the urge to read faster or skip to the end to know how this plays out *bites nails*...
He just tore my heart right open...
Seriously I haven’t loved and hated the actions of a hero. EVER...
He can go from being such a heartbreaker to BBF material in a blink of an eye...
*Heart explodes with hearts and flowers and all things LOVE*

And still there are bits of humor that kept me from sinking too low. Bits of Earth shattering emotion that kept me completely rivetated. And bits so seriously sexy that my Kindle felt hot. This book is an epic of a rock star romance that I’ve ever read. Ms. Shen shines. Her characters speak for themselves. And her work is spotless. 
About LJ Shen:
L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat. Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets peoples’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards. She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed. LJShen
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Friday, January 19

***RELEASE BLITZ, EXCERPT & REVIEW*** Watching Mine by Alex Grayson



COVER DESIGN by Cover Me Darling

My name is Nathan Reines… and I’m a voyeur. Yes, I like to watch people have sex. Witnessing the desire on their faces as they writhe in pleasure makes my blood hotter than the hottest flame. There’s nothing more erotic than seeing their bodies tighten and tremble as they balance on the edge of ecstasy. It makes my dick as hard as fucking steel.

I’ve never been tempted to have a lasting relationship with a woman—why get involved when watching from the sidelines is so fucking hot? But from the first time I watched the woman in the apartment across from mine, I knew she was different. She teases me with her soft touches and gentle caresses. She tempts me with her silent moans and sexy whimpers. She excites me, and makes me want more than I ever have before.

For two years, I refused to give in to my curiosity. That is, until fate took things in her own twisted hands. Now that I know what it’s like to experience Emberleigh in the flesh, there’s no damn way I could ever go back to simply watching.

If this book doesn't make you wanna go out and buy a pair of binoculars and perv on your neighbors then i don't know what will! 

Watching mine is book 3 in the Consumed series.

Nathan is a Voyeur he loves to watch. He needs it. For 2 years he's been watching his neighbor. He's never felt the need for anything more than his weekly viewing. Then one day he see's her on the street. It's never happened before. It's made him feel things he shouldn't. Will just watching her now be enough? Another chance encounter makes him want more but what if she finds out he's been watching her?

Emberleigh doesn't have time for dating. Her life is crazy busy and the only social activity she has is seeing her best friend once in a while. She studies hard and spends time with her family. She loves her mom and dad but has a special relationship with her sister. She's determined to always be there for her. Her best friend encourages her to meet up in Blackies for a blind date. She's been before but she still marvels at the open sexuality that goes on in there. One dance with her blind date leaves her breathless for another man. 

Nathan watches her dance with her date. He gets a feeling he's never had before possessiveness. He wants to be the one touching not just watching.

Both have secrets that they're hiding. Can Nathan be happy with more than just watching. Will Emberleigh's secret hold her back?

I just want to say that i am absolutely loving this series. It's fresh and original and eye opening. This whole series is about various sex addictions. To be honest most people have a laugh and a joke about how great it would be to be addicted to sex in any form. But this series really opens your eyes to the very real struggles that these addictions come with. Yes this series is HOT HOT HOT i make sure i have my fan on hand when i read these books, but also it shows the struggles for them to find that one true love. Someone who would understand.

We've met Nathan in previous books. He's always been in the background doing what he loves best, watching. He's at the forefront here and what a man he is!! No longer the third he really comes into his own. He's pretty alpha i gotta be honest, strong and dominant. I loved how he gave Emberleigh the confidence to be who she is. Without shame or judgement he takes all of her on board. Not just in the bedroom. I loved how he was there for her with her secret. How he held her up and guided her. It was kinda sweet! 

Emberleigh at the start is kinda downtrodden i guess by life and past mistakes. But she also has a flip side. She's kinda brazen and when she lets go and stops overthinking things she really blossoms! She's perfect for Nathan and the revelation near the end actually made me laugh out loud and exclaim "ooooh you dirty girl!" 

The story is well written and the plot kept me turning those pages. Hot flushes and a private break time are the order of the day when you read this book.

5 I'm watching you stars!

Reviewed by Kerry


“Hey, Nathan,” Tegan calls. I look over and find him looking behind me. “Isn’t that—” He stops midsentence, leans forward, causing Willow to lean with him, and squints. A big grin spreads across his face a second later, and his eyes flicker to me. “9B,” he finishes, then leans back in his chair.
My back straightens, and I whip my head around. My eyes tighten into slits as I look through the darkness of the room.
The place is packed with bodies. Some at tables, some standing around talking to others, some out on the dance floor. I look from one person to the next, seeking out the only person of interest to me.
It doesn’t take long before I find her. She’s out on the dance floor, facing me, with some guy standing behind her. His hands are on her hips as she slowly sways to the music. Her blonde hair is swept up high on her head. With her eyes closed, she’s resting her head back against the guy’s chest with her arms lifted and her hands tangled in his hair.
There’s about thirty feet separating us and it’s dark in the room, but I can still see the look of pleasure on her face. My dick, already at attention, grows thicker.
Someone steps in my line of sight, blocking her from view, and a growl leaves my lips. I’m just about to get up and knock the fucker away, when he moves.
Not bothering to tell the others I’m leaving, I get up and grab my beer to move closer. There’s a table at the edge of the dance floor that’s conveniently empty. I turn the chair around so it faces the dance floor and take a seat. There’s now only fifteen feet between us.
She’s wearing a black silky halter-type dress that hugs her tits, then turns loose and flows down the rest of her body. It stops midthigh, but with her arms raised, it barely covers her cunt. I have no doubt if she were to bend over, her ass would show. Her black sandals are high, and even in the dark, they sparkle from some type of glittery shit that’s all over them.
My eyes slowly rake down her body, taking in every inch of her. I’ve seen her completely bare, but never this close. Her naked body is a work of art, but seeing her this close, even clothed, is so much better.
When my gaze finally tracks back up to her face, my damn dick begs to be let loose. Her eyes are now open and she’s looking straight at me. She appears surprised, which makes me wonder if she remembers me from this morning on the street.
The shock is soon replaced with lust. Her tongue darts out to lick along her lips and her gaze turns hooded. My body responds to her blatant show of want. She doesn’t know me, but she still wants me from just a simple look.
She slowly lowers her arms, her nails dragging over the guy’s neck, then runs them down her sides. They skim along the outside of her tits, over his hands that are still on her hips, to the tops of her thighs. Her eyes stay connected with mine the whole time, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. The guy behind her pushes his hips forward, grinding into her ass. She bites her lip and presses herself back against him. When his lips land on the side of her neck, she tilts her head to the side, giving him better access.
My hand tightens around my beer.
Fuck me. This woman is a goddamn temptress and she knows just what to do to tempt my control.
I grab my dick and try in vain to make more room in my jeans. Her eyes widen when I move my hand away. I bring my beer to my lips and take a long pull. With a smirk, I sit back in my seat and enjoy the show.

Alex Grayson is originally from the south, but has recently moved to Northern Ohio. Although she misses the warmth of Florida and often times detest the cold of Ohio, she absolutely loves living in the north. Her and her husband bought a house on two acres of land and live there with their daughter, son, one dogs, two cats, eight ducks, and three chickens. She hopes to eventually get a couple of goats to add to their country way of living. Besides her family and home, her next best passion is reading. She is often found with her nose obsessively stuck in a book, much to the frustration of her husband and daughter. On more than one occasion Alex found herself wanting a book to go a certain way, but it didn’t. With these thoughts in mind, she decided to start writing stories according to her own visions. Although this is a new endeavor for her, she hopes that readers find her concepts on romance intriguing and captivating. Alex welcomes and encourages feedback, of any kind. She can be contacted at alexgraysonauthor@gmail.com.

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