Sunday, July 22, 2018

✯Release Review w/Giveaway✯Steele (Daring the Kane Brothers #2) by Kelly Gendron

Title: Steele
Series: Daring The Kane Brothers
Author: Kelly Gendron
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2018
She dared me to take her on and that’s exactly what I plan to do…
I'm no stranger to daring things
However, there are a few stunts even I'm smart enough not to try
Jaylyn Rigsby is one of them
But when the raven-haired beauty
The insurance company sent to oversee my stunts
Dared me to take her on, well, now..
Challenge accepted ~ STEELE
My next assignment has a reputation of cutting through the red tape to get what he wants
But I'm good at my job
Steele Kane isn't going to get whatever he wants
Even, if one of the things he wants is me
Case closed ~ JAYLYN
Will Jaylyn be the first to tame this overbearing stuntman, or will Steele hold out and get what he wants?



✯✯5 Steele Filled Stars!!!✯✯



Kelly Gendron has an amazing talent at writing amazing, sexy, beautifully flawed alpha men!! The Kane brothers are no different.

Steele’s a stunt double. He lives and breathes his jobs. Steele practices stunts over and over until he gets it right before he’ll do it in front of the camera. Other men in his profession haven’t had the best luck. Some guys can’t work anymore from injury and some have lost their lives. Steele doesn’t plan on being one of them. 

Steele couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the beautiful women and ready to play when she shuts him down instantly. Then, he gets called into a meeting to meet the guy his insurance company sent to babysit him. It’s none other then the beautiful woman who wants nothing to do with him. Steele knows the next few weeks are going to be fun. 

Jaylyn takes her job seriously. Another stuntman won’t loose his life if she has anything to say about it. But, Steele Kane made her feel something she hasn’t felt in three years and she knows she must stay away from him. 

But, he makes it difficult. When he does what she tells him to do it backfires on her. Her job thinks she can tame him and she’s to follow him until the jobs done. Jaylyn let’s Steele know she hasn’t been with anybody since her fiancĂ©’s death. Steele lets her know he’s unlovable and to use him. Use him to get back on the horse again. 

Jaylyn isn’t sure it’s possible that Steele’s unlovable and if she even deserves a second chance after what she did. Steele can tell himself all day and night that what him and Jay have is temporary and that he doesn’t deserve to be loved. But, the more time he’s around her the more questions he’s asking. Particularly how to keep her. 

Both Jaylyn and Steele had circumstances that made them think they didn’t deserve love. Which is farthest from the truth. They’re barely living. Faking it everyday. Until they meet and their hearts start to melt the darkness off and let the light in. 


I read this in one day. I couldn’t put it down!!! I’m so in love with the Kane brothers it’s unreal. After the last 5 sentences I need Crash’s story. And, I need it STAT!!! 


“What a complicated story!!!! What a glorious day of entertainment it gave me. I am so happy that I had a good block of time so that I could devour every last amazing page.” - Trudy Dowling “Wow! This one will set hearts on fire and tear down the walls so carefully obtained by thinking you are unlovable!” - Sheridan “Wow! Another great book from Kelly Gendron. I've thoroughly enjoyed every book I've read from her.” - Denise Whited

“Babe.” His dark eyes sway to my mouth, and during the brief pause of silence, my hormones dare my fingers to reach out and touch him. “We passed professional a few minutes ago when I heard about your secret pole dancing stunt, not to mention, seeing your intimate apparel. I’m sorry.” He shakes his head with a low tsk-tsk. “There’s just no going back from that, Jaylyn.”
“You must try.” I clutch the gown to my chest, loathing the way my name sounds spoken in his low, raspy distinctive voice … loathing the way I want to hear him whisper it in my ear while he’s … 
“Not gonna happen.” He taps my thigh as though it’s been settled. “Now, you need a ride home, and I’m here, willing, and able.”
“I don’t want a ride home from you!” I don’t want anything from him, nor do I want to be alone with him. I don’t want him at my apartment, the very place where I need to go to put some clothes on. I need clothes. I need my yoga pants and a tee shirt—a stained, already worked out in, smelly, offensive tee shirt. The getup I have on, the way Steele Kane’s looking at me … God, I haven’t felt this sexy since …
“No, maybe not, but the way I see it, what you want really doesn’t matter right now, does it? Or would you rather stay here for the night?” His head tilts back, and a wolfish grin strikes his mouth as though he already knows the answer. “Don’t worry, I won’t hold this naughty little stunt against you. I like to play dirty, but I’d never resort to blackmail, extortion, or using force. At least, not the unwanted kind to get what I want.” He winks. 
“And what exactly do you want?” I sit up straight, ignoring the sexy little twitch of his left eye.
“Only to get you safely home.”
I glare at him, tightening the gown around me. “And that’s it?” 
“Yes, Miss Rigsby, that is it.”
Where can you find USA Today Bestselling Author, Kelly Gendron writing her steamy, blush producing romances? Usually, she’s tucked away in a quiet suburb somewhere in the upper EST area. But, when she’s not creating HEA stories, you can find her representing a reputable group of nursing facilities in the WNY area. If you Google her, she’ll pop up there too. And, please, google her. Kelly loves to hear from her readers and to meet new people! 

Kelly's Motto ~ "Bad boys, give 'em a little time and experience and they will evolve into misbehaving men!"
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Friday, July 20, 2018

✯Cover Reveal✯Unreserved by Michelle Dare

Title: Unreserved
Author: Michelle Dare
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Designs by Dana
Publication Date: July 27, 2018
Blurb:
Life was so predictable. Alicia dedicated herself to work and spent her nights alone, rarely venturing out. She was content with her expanded role in her father’s business, even if she was lonely. She’d sworn off men, until a sexy detective made her reevaluate what she really wanted.
Bodyguard duty was not why Rider became a detective. But, orders were orders. When he saw the blonde beauty, he silently thanked the chief for his new mission. One-night stands were all he’d wanted before, but Alicia sparked something primal inside him.
Rider quickly put the pieces together—Alicia had been hurt, so she hid her heart. His goal became proving his love for her was unreserved. Then his closest friend revealed a secret, blindsiding Rider. A decision had to be made, and the outcome would change their lives. Life wasn’t so predictable anymore.
Michelle Dare is a romance author. Her stories range from sweet to sinful and from new adult to fantasy. There aren’t enough hours in the day for her to write all of the story ideas in her head. When not writing or reading, she’s a wife and mom living in eastern Pennsylvania. One day she hopes to be writing from a beach where she will never have to see snow or be cold again.
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Thursday, July 19, 2018

✯Excerpt Reveal✯Penance(The Chicago Defiance MC Series #2)by KE Osborn

Title: Penance
Series: The Chicago Defiance MC Series Book 2
Author: K E Osborn
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 26

I'm not sure how it happened. 
The way the cord of life can splinter and snap without warning.

My family—in hiding from the Japanese Yakuza. 
My club—at war with the very organization my family are hiding from.

Though, amidst the chaos, there is one shining light. 
A Spanner in the works. 
A woman who’s not only the complete opposite of me, and everything I stand for, but a woman who my parents should frown upon. 
She’s brash, where I am guarded. We shouldn't work.

This story isn't about a dynasty reuniting and mending old wounds—it's betrayal, deception, conflict and turmoil.

Bloodshed—it's coming.

Who will pay the ultimate penance?

 
 Sensei stands up from his seat bringing my attention back to him as he reaches out grabbing my arm. My skin ignites at his touch as his fingers lace around my wrist, and he looks into my eyes. “Come with me.” His voice is low, deep, seductive, and I really want to make a Terminator joke, say something like ‘If you want to live,’ but I don’t because my voice is stuck in my throat from the lustful look in his eyes. It’s making my chest heavy with tension as he pulls me, and I move easily.
“You leaving already?” Scratch calls out sounding like a needy teenager. I almost laugh, but I can’t find it in me as Sensei pulls me with him through the room, his hand tight on my wrist as he says nothing more but leads me toward a hall. I have no idea where we’re going, only that I hope like fuck when we get there, we’re alone.
The tension builds inside of me as we pass some of his brothers. They say nothing, just smirk at us as they watch him lead me down the hall which seems to have doors placed every few feet or so. It’s only when he stops at a door and opens it, I realize what this hall is—the sleeping quarters.
Opening my eyes wide, I don’t have time to think before he yanks me through the door, then slams it shut behind him with his foot and thrusts me up against it. His body pressed against mine as his hands push against my cheeks, holding me in position as his lips crash against mine so forcefully my head smacks against the door. Not painfully, just enough to shock me.
I’m stunned for a moment but soon forget as he’s kissing me again, and it feels so fucking good. His tongue enters my mouth, one of his hands on my face moves into the back of my hair, his fingers lacing through my ponytail. He yanks on it making me gasp into his mouth as his other hand moves to my hip pulling me to him so I can feel every part of him, even the bulge in his pants.
My hands smooth up his back under his shirt and cut against his skin. He’s so warm, his skin silky soft as I dig my nails into his flesh. He groans into my mouth and kisses me harder. I love the way we kiss, it’s so frenzied, so full of passion. His hands move down to my ass and under my thighs as he lifts me up, my legs wrapping around him as he pulls away from the door and walks me over to his bed. Swiftly, he lowers me onto the mattress. He doesn’t shift his weight from on top of me as he slides over me, our lips never detaching as his hard cock presses firmly against my pussy.
I moan into his mouth as he slowly breaks away from me, and I pout up at him as he grins looking into my eyes. He brings his hand up to his mouth and then pulls out my piece of bubblegum. I smirk and giggle as he places it on the bedside table and smiles at me.
“This makes you taste good,” he murmurs and then before I can answer, his lips are back on mine kissing me hard once more. He rocks his hips into me, his hard cock pressing in just the right place. A whimper escapes my mouth as my legs unwrap from around his body, and I use all my strength to spin us over. He moves with me, letting me turn the tide as I roll us over and straddle him on the bed.
He doesn’t completely let me have my way as he sits us up, all the while we kiss frantically. My hands run through his dreadlocks as he moves to my tank top, and his fingers skim the bottom of it then hoist it up. I don’t hesitate to let him take it off me. I know we’ve only known each other for all of two days, but the chemistry between us is scorching, and this itch we have needs to be tended to, then we can get to know each other better.
My top flies off and falls to the floor beside me leaving me in my denim shorts and my bra. His hands glide down my back, the warmth of his calloused fingers feel like heaven as his large hands pull me to him, needing me closer. Sliding my hands from his hair, I move to his cut and slide it over his shoulders. He shrugs out of it then places it carefully on the bedside table. My fingers fumble for the hem of his gray shirt. I yank it up to see his left side covered in tattoos, from his shaved scalp, down his neck, his arm, his torso and the intricate design delves into the waistband of his pants. I’m sure it
goes onto his hip and leg too. I take a second to just marvel at the complex designs, mostly Asian in pattern, but there are some neo-traditional pieces in there too. I also can’t help but notice the cross with wings pendant around his neck. It’s beautiful as he leans in and presses his lips to my collarbone, his teeth grazing along my bone making me clench my eyes shut in delight.
He suddenly shifts, picking me up and sliding off the edge of the bed. I watch his eyes as he carries me over to his desk, and I giggle, holding onto him tightly as he lowers my ass down onto the edge. He moves back from me and then grabs my foot taking off my combat boots, one by one. I smirk as he slides back in and unbuttons my shorts. Butterflies flutter in my stomach as his eyes bore into mine while I squirm on the edge of the desk, the tension building inside of me as he pops them one by one. Note to self, wear shorts with less buttons.
His hooded eyes becoming darker and darker as he takes in the sight before him. He yanks them down, leaving me in my white bra and a pair of aqua boyshorts with a pink trim. He smiles and raises his brow in an approving way.
I’m not a typical girl, I don’t wear sexy panties or thongs, or for that matter matching underwear most of the time, so I’m glad he seems impressed by what he’s seeing.
“You’re so fucking perfect.”
Letting out a chuckle, I run my hand down his flawlessly toned stomach. He has abs on abs on abs and even an amazing V that women go gaga over. I totally get it.
“Pot, kettle, much?”
He grins and raises his brow. “I think you thought I was… how did you word it … pretty?”
I try to hide my laugh and tilt my head. “Me? No! I would never say that.”
He stalks closer and nods, slowly making my stomach flip at the hooded look in his eyes. “Oh, yes, Alya, you called me pretty, and do you remember what I said I would do to you if you called me… pretty?”
My chest tightens as my clit begins to throb. My breath catches in my throat as I clench my thighs together looking up at him. “You would spank me?” My voice comes out as a breathy whisper while color blooms on my neck and moves up to my cheeks.
He takes a deep steadying breath. “Will you run if I did exactly that?”
I shake my head as a slow smile creeps up on my face.
“Stand up and pull down your panties… slowly,” he demands, and a sudden rush of something flows through me—excitement, a thrill of euphoria—I have no idea. I haven’t had a guy be experimental with me for a very long time, and I always enjoy the rush. So I do as he says. His dominant tone only striving to make my panties wetter as I stand from the desk and thread my fingers through the hem of my boyshorts. I look him dead in his eyes while I slide them down my legs. Standing, I kick them to the side as I hook my hands behind my back and take off my bra. His eyes wander over my naked body, in awe as the bulge against his pants is painfully clear. I love the fact I can do that to him.
He takes a step closer, the energy in the room is popping and sizzling as every hair on my body is standing on end. There’s a magnetism, a force in the room—it’s pulling me to him, it’s surging, it’s coursing—and making it damn near almost impossible for me to hold myself together. But somehow, I’m keeping focused as he stands half naked in front of me, his eyes so dark they’re almost black. He’s so fucking good looking it slays me as his eyes drink me in.
“Lay over the end of the desk. Hold on tight,” he instructs.
With a grin, I move to the end of the desk and lay on the edge, so my ass is on display. My chest is over the desk as I hold on waiting for my punishment, my pussy throbbing in delight.
I’m a twisted bitch.

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Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.

Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything else.




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