✯Release Review✯The Wrong Prince Charming by Holly Renee

Release Date: July 15, 2019

Cover Design: Artist Regina Wamba

Photography: Perrywinkle Photography

Synopsis

Every little girl dreams of being swept off her feet by a charming Prince.

But my life was no fairy tale.

And in this kingdom called college, the rules went out the window.

I’d known golden boy, Theo Hunt, was the one for me since we were kids. My heart was his for the taking, but I had become nothing more than the MVP of the campus king’s friend-zone.

Easton Cole was a storm I couldn’t have predicted. He knocked me off my feet and stole my heart. But he was off limits. Not only was he was Theo’s frat brother, but he was the teacher’s assistant in English 101 and I was acing every test.

My heart was torn, my feelings tangled.

Because as soon as I noticed Easton, Theo finally noticed me.

I was in love with two guys, as different as night and day, but I could only have one.

I only hoped I didn’t choose The Wrong Prince Charming.

✯✯5 Double Edged Stars!!!✯✯

I’m bowing down to Holly Renee with her latest release. I was hooked from the blurb and mad when I finished bc I didn’t want it to end. 

Maddy is starting college. She had her own plan on where she wanted to go and what she wanted to major in. Except her parents let her know she’ll be cut off if that’s what she wants. 

There’s only one bright spot about her going to this college. Her best friend Theo. Theo definitely friend zoned her and she hates it bc she’s in love with him. They tell each other everything. He’s there to support her when her parents get on her and Maddy is there for him when his dad drinks. As long as she has Theo she knows she can deal with anything. 

The first night Maddy sleeps over at Theo’s since he lives in the frat house. When Maddy runs into a brick wall AKA Easton, Theo’s frat brother everything changed. She instantly felt things she’s never felt in all the years she’s loved Theo. Maddy knew Easton was trouble, she just wasn’t prepared for how much. 

When Maddy learns she has to partner up with the TA for her class she can’t see, think or breathe. Easton. Figures. The one guy who makes her feel things she’s never felt before and he’s Theo’s frat brother and her TA. Talk about a double edged sword and that totally makes him off limits. 

Too bad the more time she spends with Easton the more blurred the lines are getting between them. Plus she feels she can’t Theo her feelings for Easton. Easton and Maddy have sparks, electricity and amazing chemistry that gets stronger whenever they’re together. Except they can’t cross that line or Easton could loose everything. And, Maddy knows she’d loose both Theo and Easton and she can’t think of a life without them. 

Omg I love this book!!! I wasn’t a huge fan of Theo ESP at the end.  I just didn’t like how he didn’t want Maddy and yet he didn’t want anybody else to want her. Easton I was in love with from the instant she ran into him. He was such a great guy. Easton really loved Maddy. If he didn’t have so much to loose school wise he definitely would’ve let everybody know she was his. 

I can’t wait for the next book Holly Renee releases. I’m gonna need her to hurry up with her writing lol. 

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 Holly Renee is a best-selling author of sexy, contemporary romance, a Harry Potter fanatic, a body positive babe, and a boy mom.

When she's not writing, you can find her reading all the books, taking long strolls down the aisles of Ulta, or hanging out with her two favorite boys.

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✯Release Review✯Dating Roulette by D. Kelly

We are thrilled to be bringing you the release of DATING ROULETTE by D. Kelly. DATING ROULETTE is a fun and flirty new friends to lovers romance you don't want to miss–be sure to grab your copy today!

About DATING ROULETTE

Bexley  Seven Dates. Seven chances to win my heart. It’s not hard – Don’t put ketchup on your eggs. Don’t wear tasseled loafers. For the love of all that’s Holy, don’t ogle the waitress. See? Simple… Yet no one can get it right.

Tristan Dating Roulette. It’s Bexley’s game. Correction – it’s her life. A constant rotation of dates. You might get one; you might get seven. No one has ever gotten to eight. There’s only one rule – Don’t commit a dating sin. I’ve watched for years and bided my time. Now, it’s my turn to play.

✯✯5 Amazing Stars!!!✯✯

D. Kelly keeps blowing me away with every new release she has. Dating Roulette is definitely on my favorite read list. 

Bexley made Tristan her friend in their sophomore year in high school. It was the best decision she’s ever made. They went to college together and after they graduated they moved in together. He’s the one constant thing in her life. 

Bexley’s never had a real relationship before. She has a seven date rule. If a guy shows up and they do one of her no-no’s then that’s it, she cuts them loose. No questions asked. No second chances. 

The only guy that’s lasted is Tristan. He might laugh at her quirkiness and has dubbed her rules as dating roulette. But, they know each other inside and out. One night Bexley kisses Tristan and everything changed. Bexley knows Tristan couldn’t feel for her what she feels for him. 

The best thing that’s ever happened to Tristan  was Bexley telling him they should be friends. Bex doesn’t realize she saved Tristan’s life that day more ways than she could ever imagine. 

Tristan has always cared for Bexley but has stayed on the sidelines watching her go on date after date and watching her throw guy after guy away bc he broke one of her rules. 

Tristan was tired of watching from the sidelines. Tristen finally got the courage to proposition Bex. The next she dates he wants it to be him with 2 rules of his own. Bex must go through with the seven dates, no exceptions and after every date she must write down the pros and cons of the date. Tristan just hopes he doesn’t loose his best friend when they finish their seven dates. 

These two were absolutely perfect for each other. Bex ended up asking him for the boyfriend experience. Bex then turned it around bc she’s seen him do everything for his ex’s and she went all out to show him how much she cares for him. 

Both of them were in love with each other before Tristan even picked Bex up for their first date they were just blind to what was in front of them. Things weren’t completely smooth and full of sunshine and butterflies. When they say looks can be deceiving and don’t judge a book by its cover. Luckily Bex and Tristan know each other so well and they have amazing best friends in their corner. 

I read this book in a few hours. I legit devoured it bc it was THAT good!!! I was smiling so hard I was cheesing. I have read 57 books so far this year and Tristan has made it to my #1 book boyfriend spot for this year and I’m not seeing him leaving it. 

D. Kelly usually has me ugly crying reading her books but not this time. Again, she had me cheesing smiling. I can’t wait for her next release. 

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D. Kelly, author of The Acceptance Series, The Illusion Series, and standalone companion novels Chasing Cassidy and Sharing Rylee, was born and raised in Southern California. She’s a wife, mom, dog lover, taxi, problem fixer, and extreme multi-tasker. She married her high school sweetheart and is her kids’ biggest fan. Kelly has been writing since she was young and took joy in spinning stories to her childhood friends. Margaritas and sarcasm make her smile, she loves the beach but hates the sand, and she believes Starbucks makes any day better. A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it. 
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✯Excerpt Reveal✯DATING ROULETTE by D. Kelly

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About DATING ROULETTE

Bexley Seven Dates. Seven chances to win my heart. It’s not hard – Don’t put ketchup on your eggs. Don’t wear tasseled loafers. For the love of all that’s Holy, don’t ogle the waitress. See? Simple… Yet no one can get it right.

Tristan Dating Roulette. It’s Bexley’s game. Correction - it’s her life. A constant rotation of dates. You might get one; you might get seven. No one has ever gotten to eight. There’s only one rule – Don’t commit a dating sin. I’ve watched for years and bided my time. Now, it’s my turn to play.

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She pulls her feet away, tucking them beneath her, and props an arm on the back of the couch. After brushing a wayward curl from my forehead, she meets my eyes again. “What is going on in your head tonight? Talk to me, Tris.” “I’m trying.” “Start with telling me why you made me promise not to date without talking to you first.” Reaching forward, I caress her cheek, and she leans into my touch. “Date me next.” I use the tone she calls the commanding one, and her eyes dilate. Fuck . . . it really does turn her on. How did I never notice that? “Tristan, that’s a really bad idea.” “Why?” “Why? For starters, you’re my best friend.” “Exactly.” My fingers weave through her hair, and she moves closer to me. “If it doesn’t work, we’ll be fine, I promise. I won’t let this get in the way of our friendship.” “You say that now but—” I bring my finger to her lips to silence her. “No buts; we’ve been through so much already. We can handle seven dates.” “You’re assuming you’ll make it to the seventh date.” As I smile, she gasps. “That’s why you made me promise.” I’m about to lay all my cards on the table. “Yes. Bexley, I want my chance to win your heart.” Her eyes close for a long moment, but my hand is still at the base of her neck, my fingers entwined in her curls. “I’m scared, Tris. What if you do something that’s a deal breaker?” “That’s always a possibility, but if I do it in the first six dates, you have to let it go. If I do it on the seventh, well, that’s a risk I’m willing to take, I suppose. Either way, nothing is going to come between us. Nothing.” The air snaps between us. This has become a defining moment in our relationship, but it’s one I think, deep down, we both knew was inevitable. “Would tonight count as our first date?” She still hasn’t opened her eyes. “That depends. Do you kiss on your first dates?” Her eyes finally snap open, and I’m met with a lust-filled gaze. Damn, I’ve never seen this look on her, but now I don’t ever want to see her without it. “Sometimes, I do.” “Well, if you want a kiss good night, then we can count this as our first date. Otherwise, tomorrow can be our first date.” The rise and fall of her chest becomes noticeable as her breathing increases. She squirms, and I realize she’s turned on. Part of me wants her to say no, this isn’t our first date, because I’d love for it to be special to her. But another part of me wants to take her mouth with mine and kiss her until morning. “Are you a good kisser?” she whispers, inching even closer to me. Bexley watches intently as I lick my lips ever so slightly, moistening what I want to give her. “I’ve never had any complaints, but there’s always a first time for everything.” I cup the back of her neck and pull her closer to me—so close, she’s only a whisper from my lips. “It’s your call. What do you want to do?” She moves forward and presses her lips tentatively against mine. In the course of every relationship, there is a make-or-break moment, and this one is ours—I feel it to my core as her apricot scent envelops me. I’m a lost cause. “First date it is,” I whisper against them before wrapping my free arm around her waist and pulling her even closer.

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Kelly, author of The Acceptance Series, The Illusion Series, and standalone companion novels Chasing Cassidy and Sharing Rylee, was born and raised in Southern California. She’s a wife, mom, dog lover, taxi, problem fixer, and extreme multi-tasker. She married her high school sweetheart and is her kids’ biggest fan. Kelly has been writing since she was young and took joy in spinning stories to her childhood friends. Margaritas and sarcasm make her smile, she loves the beach but hates the sand, and she believes Starbucks makes any day better. A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Newsletter | BookBub  

✯Release Review✯Save Grace (Blood Legion MC #2) by Rie Warren

Title: Save Grace

Series: Blood Legion MC Book 2

Author: Rie Warren

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: June 10, 2019

SLADE

I was a Marine. An operative. A hardcore soldier. Something brought me to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, and now I’m a biker. Whatever drew me here is bigger than my own baggage, and it isn’t the CIA, or Force-Recon, or anyone else.

There’s a pull. Her name is Grace. She’s missing, possibly because of the MC and our haphazard raid on the White Lair. Grace is my new mission. An op. Nothing more.

Until I finally locate the gorgeous woman who has built an even bigger barricade around herself than I have, and I realize I’ll never be free of her.

GRACE

I don’t want to be found. Not by anyone. Not anymore. Not after what’s been done to me against my will. As if enslavement at the White Lair wasn’t enough.

It seems I don’t have a choice. I have a new client. He’s dark-browed, big all over, and broody beyond belief. This Killian Slade doesn’t force me. He doesn’t ask me to strip. He pays extra each time and he doesn’t even touch me. When he finds out the truth, he’ll hate me as much as I hate myself. Yet I can’t stop the hot hammering of my pulse where I’d only ever been hurt and used before—there’s a yearning to be with this singular man.

I want to wake up from this nightmare, but the nightmare is just beginning.

✯✯5 Slade Filled Stars!!!✯✯

FINALLY!!! I’ve been waiting for Killian Slade’s story since waaaay back since The Bad Boys Of Retribution MC and he’s been around since. When I finished Storm I’d been upset bc Slade was staying behind and joining The Blood Legion MC and becoming Angel’s VP. I’m glad Rie decided to write this MC bc I’ve waited a long time for his story. 

Ever since The Blood Legion MC saved Mercy from her horrible family Slade has been on a task to fulfill a promise he made to Mercy and that’s to find her friend Grace and bring her home safe and sound. But, it’s been months and he can’t find anything. 

That’s a hard pill for him to swallow. Slade was a Marine and also in the CIA and special forces for awhile. He’s lost people before, seen people die right before his eyes. Him and Bo were kidnapped and tortured almost to death. Slade refuses to loose Grace. He’ll do anything to find her. 

When Slade gets a tip on where grace could be he tells no one. He’s not sure what he’s walking into and wants to know everything. Slade walks into the brothel Grace was sold into preparing for the worst and instead got something that confused him more. He’ll do anything to gain Grace’s trust and get her to safety. No matter who he has to call in as backup. 

Grace is taking everyday as they come. Her life might not be as bad as it was at  The White Lair, but she’s still somebody’s prisoner. She must do what they say. 

When Killian Slade walked into her room and didn’t want her to sleep with him but to talk Grace’s nerves spiked. When he mentions Mercy’s name Grace knows she must get him to leave. There’s too many other peoples lives at risk and Grace doesn’t think she’s worth the risk. 

Even though she tells him to leave she’s glad he comes back. Even though he’s paying a hefty price just to talk to her. Grace is enjoying her time with Slade even though she knows when she tells him all her secrets he’ll leave and not return. 

This story is nonstop from beginning to end. Both Grace and Slade have had terrible pasts and they don’t think they’re worthy of redemption or being loved. They do what they think is best for the other people in their lives even if they get hurt.  

Both knows there’s a lot at risk. Grace has her reasons for continuing doing this day after day. Slade might get it but he doesn’t accept it and isn’t afraid to ask for help. 

This definitely isn’t a topic that everybody can read. I don’t have any triggers. But, if you do be careful going into this story. Rie wrote grace and Slade’s story right. 

Slade has been around for soooo long and you really don’t know much of his story except for what you learn when reading Bo’s story. Slade has always kinda been the man, the myth and the legend. Now you know his story and yet he’s still the man, the myth and definitely the legend. 

Can’t wait for the rest of these Blood Legion MC hotties to get their HEA. 

Grace started to lift off my lap. “I shouldn’t have come here. I shouldn’t keep laying all this on you.”

“Whoa there.” Clasping her hand, I tugged her back down.

I framed her face with my palms. “You’re not to feel guilty. And you sure as hell don’t need to worry about me.”

“I don’t want you to think I’m using you.”

“Aw hell. Use me all you want.”

A different gleam misted across her hazel-flecked irises, and I realized whether I’d intended it or not the words had sounded like a sexual invitation.

Within seconds, the atmosphere shifted.

The chemistry changed.

The always-attraction soared to the forefront.

And I wanted to deny how much I wanted her. Now wasn’t the time for this sort of thing.

For fuck’s sake, Grace had come to me for solace.

Not sex.

But she stared at her fingers as they moved from my shoulders to my waist, and my heart clobbered in my chest. My pulse echoed right down to my groin.

She dragged the hem of my shirt up over my abs then reached beneath to swirl fingertips along flexing muscle and through rasping hair.

I grew distinctly hard against her ass, groaning when she wiggled in just the right way so my prominent bulge sandwiched in the cleft of her bottom.

“Shit.” Head craning back, I clamped my hands on the arms of the chair instead of around her hips.

“You said I could use you.” Grace drew her tongue up the straining cords of my throat then bit softly all along my jaw.

“Yeah.” I grunted . . . oh, fuck. “I did, but—”

“Sshh. You talk too much.” By the sound of her voice I knew she wore a teasing smile, because we both knew the truth about me and words.

As her lips trailed to the corner of my mouth, I damn near quaked in my skin.  

“But, Grace—”

“This is what I need right now. I need you, Killian. Unless . . .”

You don’t want me?

Her unsaid words hung suspended in the air, and I raised my head to look at her.

“There is no unless. C’mere.”

Our mouths clashed with a soaring urgency, no tender hello about this rampant greed.

Within minutes of tortured kissing and roving hands, the fire already burned too hot.

Christ almighty. We hadn’t fucked since Thanksgiving.

One day with her was never gonna be enough.

I had us up on our feet and half my clothes thrown off before attacking her lips again. Goddamn, but she tasted sweet.

And she sure as hell was no shrinking violet.

A possessive gurgle issued from her throat when she ripped through the tabs on my jeans.

I shoved them and everything else off then tore at her clothing with just as much frustrated impatience.

My hard, hard cock lurched upright, brushing the underside of her belly, and heat goddamn spiked inside me like a fever.

With her bare, and in my rooms, and daylight spearing across the walls and over the floor in sunbursts, I tore my mouth from hers.

I dragged my ravaging hands from her body.

I stepped back, melting into a moment I wanted to hold onto forever.

Standing nude and luscious, Grace became dappled in sunlight falling all over her ripe body.

She reached out for me, but I stepped back again.

“Wait. Don’t move. Please,” I asked in an unfamiliar guttural timbre.

She started to shield her breasts, but I halted her.

“Don’t cover yourself. Don’t hide from me.”

Fearless then—how could she not be when desire stamped all over my body and aimed my rigid cock like a staff to the air—she shook out the glorious black waves of her hair so the thick tresses tumbled down her back and over her shoulders.

Staging closer, I barely coasted the calloused pads of my fingers across her satiny skin. Down her temples so her eyes shuttered briefly closed. Across her plump lips so she breathed in on a gasp.

I only made contact with my hands, murmuring non-words of praise that came from deep within my gut.

Along her neck, where her pulse fluttered just beneath the most silken skin.

Her head became lax, and her neck arched into my touch.

“What are you doing, Killian?” she whispered.

“Honoring you.”

Her breath hitched. Her lashes flickered.

Her moan caught in her throat.

Honoring Grace.

Because being with her, touching her . . . the fact she shared herself with me was an honor I didn’t deserve.

Hell, I was nothing but a used-up leatherneck, a gruff-voiced biker dude.

Badass, sassafras Rie Warren is an OG Amazon All Star author of Bad Boy books and MC romance. She delivers five star sex, suspense, and the best banter around. Her stories are one hundred percent original, do not contain fluffy plots or virgin brides, and wring every last emotion from readers to leave them with a satisfied smile. Rie’s tough alpha males are never brought to heel, but are instead healed by the feisty femme fatale of their perfect match. She grew up in Maine, went to college in Iowa (Iowa, what?), lived in Scotland, and married in Englishman. In true roundabout fashion, they came back to the States, settled in South Carolina’s lowcountry, putting down southern roots and pursuing their arty endeavors. Tale spinner and character diviner, Rie is a lover of sleep, wine, and rude memes often involving either Disney characters or Winnie the Pooh. She is raising two teen daughters along with an entire brain full of unruly characters.

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Stubborn sassy heroines? You bet.

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