It’s a Cover Reveal: Blue Horizons by Kathryn Andrews

Title: Blue HorizonsAuthor: Kathryn Andrews

Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance

Coming: October 19, 2015



Will Ashton
Music is my motivation. I’ve always believed that, because of it, I would be somebody. Somebody to someone, and something to myself.

At age four, I picked up my grandfather’s acoustic guitar and, up until three weeks ago, I’ve never put it down. From a single chord to a full arrangement, music fed my soul. I craved it with every fiber of my being, but now, I just don’t know. That driving force that’s always pushed me has somehow stalled, along with the thrill, the passion, and the familiarity . . . it’s all gone. I’m beginning to worry that my love for music just isn’t enough.As the summer tour finally comes to an end, I head to the Blue Ridge Mountains instead of returning to Nashville. It’s here that I’ve always been able to lose myself amongst the solitude and the lake, but what I didn’t expect to find was her.

Wild blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a laugh I find myself trying to coax from her has me completely enamored. She’s quiet, incredibly poised, and driven by secrets as big as the mountains around us. They’re what’s made her untouchable, and left me wanting to know more.
Maybe that’s what I need. Maybe I need more. Maybe I need her.

Ava Layne

They say that life isn’t about how many breaths we take, but how many moments take our breath away. But what if those moments aren’t filled with happiness and love, but something dark and haunting? For me, it’s those moments that’ve shaped and taken over my life. I can’t change who I am, God knows I’ve tried, and, because of this, I’ve accepted the silver lining . . . I’m alive.

Fifty-two white keys, thirty-six black keys, ten fingers, seven notes, two friends, and one stage. At the piano, on the stage, with my two best friends, I finally found myself, and I live for those moments. One by one, I collect them, cherish them, patiently waiting for the next, until it arrives and changes everything. That’s the moment I meet him.

 

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OVER TEN YEARS ago my husband and I were driving from Chicago to Tampa and somewhere in Kentucky I remember seeing a billboard that was all black with five white words, “I do, therefore I am!” I’m certain that it was a Nike ad, but for me I found this to be completely profound.
Take running for example. Most will say that a runner is someone who runs five days a week and runs under a ten minute mile pace. Well, I can tell you that I never run five days a week and on my best days my pace is an eleven minute mile. I have run quite a few half marathons and one full marathon. No matter what anyone says . . . I run, therefore I am a runner.I’ve taken this same thought and applied it to so many areas of my life: cooking, gardening, quilting, and yes . . . writing.

I may not be culinary trained, but I love to cook and my family and friends loves to eat my food. I cook, therefore I am a chef!

My thumb is not black. I love to grow herbs, tomatoes, roses, and lavender. I garden, therefore I am a gardener!

I love beautiful fabrics and I can follow a pattern. My triangles may not line up perfectly . . . but who cares, my quilts are still beautiful when they are finished. I quilt, therefore I am a quilter.

I have been writing my entire life. It is my husband who finally said, “Who cares if people like your books or not? If you enjoy writing them and you love your stories…then write them.” He has always been my biggest fan and he was right. Being a writer has always been my dream and what I said I wanted to be when I grew up.

So, I’ve told you who I am and what I love to do . . . now I’m going to tell you the why.
I have two boys that are three years a part. My husband and I want to instill in them adventure, courage, and passion. We don’t expect them to be perfect at things, we just want them to try and do. It’s not about winning the race; it’s about showing up in the first place. We don’t want them to be discouraged by society stereotypes, we want them to embrace who they are and what they love. After all, we only get one life.

In the end, they won’t care how many books I actually sell . . . all that matters to them is that I said I was going to do it, I did it, and I have loved every minute of it.
Find something that you love and tell yourself, “I do, therefore I am.”

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Sinful Intent by Chelle Bliss

TOUR BANNERTitle: Sinful Intent
Series: ALFA PI Book #1
Release Date: July 14th
Author: Chelle Bliss

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The moment I saw her, I wanted her.
I tried to resist her, but Race had other plans.
One night, in a moment of weakness, I gave in to my desires.
I still had a job to do before her world collapsed.
If I failed at finding the person behind the threats, I could lose her forever.
Temptation can be dangerous.

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“You’re really purdy,” she slurred with a lopsided grin, running her finger down my cheek.
“That’s it. No more drinks for you,” I said, dragging the glass away from her.
“No! I’ve only had three,” she said as she lurched forward, pulling the drink out of my hands.
“I’m enjoying myself. I’ve had a bitch of a week and I deserve to let loose a little.”
I held my hands up. “You’ve actually had four martinis, but anything you want, princess.”
Her eyes grew into little slits. “I’m not your princess,” she slurred, sounding completely adorable.
My cheeks hurt as I smiled. “I’m going to take you home now. I think you need to sleep it off.”
“Last time I checked,” she said before hiccupping, “you’re not my daddy.” A slow smile crept across her face. She scooted closer and whispered, “Unless that’s your thing.” She tried to wink, but both eyes closed, one after the other.
I leaned into her space, a breath away from her lips. “It’s not my thing, but I’m happy to act out your fantasies. But I don’t think you want to cross that line. Once you go there, there’s no going back.” I stared into her eyes.
“Oooh.” Her eyes grew wide. “Is that supposed to scare me, Mr. DeLuca?”
I didn’t move. “I’m just giving you fair warning. You’ve had a few drinks, and I won’t take advantage of that. I’m just telling you how it is.”
“You’re full of yourself.” Her warm, sweet breath caressed my lips as she spoke.
All I wanted to do was reach out, pull her face to mine, and kiss her full, beautiful lips. “I’m sure of myself and confident in my abilities, yes. That’s entirely different than being full of myself.” I licked my lips, testing her.
Her eyes dropped to my mouth as her lips parted.
“Another?” Lisa interrupted.
“We’re good,” I replied, keeping my eyes pinned to Race and waving Lisa off.
“Pfft,” Lisa scoffed, stomping away.
Race glared in Lisa’s direction. “She wants you,” she whispered.
Was she jealous?
“I don’t want her.”
“She’s a sure thing though.”
I leaned closer, leaving very little space between us. “I never liked easy.”
“All men like easy.” Her body swayed, moving so close our lips almost brushed.

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Re-Releasing Now: Incinerate by Tessa Teevan

Incinerate Re-Release

Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance

Series: Explosive, #2 

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When Knox Wellington opens the door to Charlie Davenport, he’s not expecting the fiery brunette with whiskey colored eyes and a feisty personality. Sparks fly immediately, even though their initial meeting is nothing but hostile. Their chemistry is undeniable, but the chip on Knox’s shoulder threatens to destroy any hope of him wooing the sweet, southern volunteer sent to help with his rehabilitation. 
 
Little does he know she’s no Southern Belle, as she gives as good as she can take. As unexpected circumstances push them closer together, heads butt, patience is tested, and flames ignite as they dance around their mutual attraction, both of them jaded from broken pasts. 
 
They’ve both been burned before, so when their feelings of lust, desire, and wanting are inflamed in the heat of the moment, will they finally be able to get over the pain of the past or will their relationship be reduced to ashes before it can ever really begin?
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“Sorry, sweetheart, but you’re going to have to hit a lot harder than that to leave a mark on my skin,” he prods, further irritating me, causing me to ball my hand into a fist again, ready to accept his challenge. 

“Let’s get a couple of things straight here, asshole. First of all, when I introduced myself to you last night, did I say, ‘Hey, sexy, I’m Charlotte. I want a good fuck and you look just like the guy to give it to me’? Well, did I?” I ask, seething with anger as he hesitates to answer me. Sure, I may have thought about his lips on my skin, but I never would’ve gone home with him on the first night, no matter what Lucy advised me to do. 

He blinks at me, looking from my fist to my face. “Uh…no?” 

“Exactly, so you can forget that whole part of your argument, but thank God you’re so fucking noble that you won’t sleep with another man’s woman. Seriously. Fucking kudos. I’ll have to get you a cookie for that.” He snorts, and I glare at him, shutting him up. “So second of all, did you ever ask if I have a boyfriend? Not that it should matter to you since you blew me off when I simply told you my name, but did you ever ask if I had a boyfriend?”

Incinerate_Alternate3_4x6postcardAgain, I get a blank stare before he lets out another, “No.”

“So then ask me.” 

He clears his throat before he asks the question. “Charlotte, do you have a boyfriend?”

Giving him a sweet smile that’s still laced with venom, I answer him. “No, Knox, for your information, I do not have a boyfriend. I did, however, have a fiancé until a couple of months ago. It looks like we have one thing in common. I, like you, cannot stand cheaters.” 

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Tessa is a twenty something book junkie who loves creating books boyfriends as much as she loves reading them. Government worker by day, writer by night, she gets little sleep, but couldn’t imagine her life any less hectic. She lives just outside of Dayton, Ohio and has been married to her own book boyfriend for nine years. If she’s not writing or looking through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find her curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. Her other obsessions include red wine, hot men, country music, and all things Stone Sour.  

 

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Review Post: Bleeding Love by Harper Sloan

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I’ve loved once. I gave everything that I had to that love. Blindly believing that nothing could ever take that feeling away from me. Away from us. And when my little world of happiness was ripped from my fingers, I felt a loss that still haunts me to this day.

Now I use that lingering grief as a shield to keep my heart from loving again. It’s that fear that keeps me from letting anyone, except my daughter, get close enough to make it hurt. To make my heart bleed when I inevitably lose again.

Until the day I met Liam Beckett and everything I thought I had protected myself from was shoved back in my face.

He’s on a mission to prove to me that a love worth having is a love worth fighting for.

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*****5 Everything Stars*****

As I sit hear writing this review I have to say that I don’t know if I’ll be able to fully capture the sheer magnitude of how much I loved this book. Saying I loved Bleeding Love by Harper Sloan doesn’t seem to do this book the immense amount of justice it deserves. And let me tell you, this book deserves a helluva lot of justice because Liam and Megan’s heart melting story is one that will truly stay with me forever.

Saying I loved this book still doesn’t seem like a strong enough sentiment for the utterly captivating, beautifully emotional, and truly unforgettable reading experience I had while reading Bleeding Love.

I felt this book in my bones, and so deep in my heart. I felt every stich of emotion, every heated and raspy breath of desire, every wisp of spark filled connection, every swoonworthy make your heart melt moment. I felt everything. Every beautiful, all feeling, and consuming thing. Every. Single. Thing.

And that is just part of what makes this book the exceptional thing that it is.

Even though I’m not sure saying I loved this book will do it the justice it warrants, I honestly can’t say enough how much I loved it. I loved the words I read. I loved all of the extraordinarily crafted feelings and emotions I got to whole heartedly experience. I loved the remarkable and captivating characters I fell so hard for. I loved their triumphs and struggles. I loved the moments that hurt my heart, the moments that tried to make it all better, and the moments that made it all worth it. I loved it all.

Liam and Megan’s story in Bleeding Love consumed me heart and soul right from the very start. I loved that in this story you were thrown right into the thick of it right from the very start, and that just worked so well for what was happening between Liam and Megan. You hit the ground running, and you don’t stop feeling and breathing and taking in this story until you reach the end. (And even then you still feel, and breathe, and take it all in because it is that fantastic.) This story will just enrapture you from the very start, and feeling all that you do from these two from the very beginning will have you rooting for them from page one.

Megan and Liam’s story is defined by a lot of things. It’s defined by the past, and the pain and struggle that it brings for Megan. It’s defined by the determination and stubbornness that comes along with it. It’s defined by the utterly magnificent level of fight that bursts from the pages of this book, from both Megan and Liam. (Especially Liam. That man fights hard, and you will feel that in your bones.) It’s also defined by the exceptional and breathtaking level of emotion and feeling you experience from Liam and Megan from the very start to the very end.

Bleeding Love is defined by so many incredible things, and each and every one of those things is what makes this beautifully crafted story what it is.

A story of two people fighting to see and realize that if they find a way to breakdown all the walls and put together all their remarkable pieces, they could truly share something so beyond worth it.

My heart went to Megan’s character right from the start. That girl has been through it all, and much is revealed about her past and how things came to be over the course of the story. Megan has gone through way more than what any person deserves. I hurt for what she went through, I connected so truly to what she was experiencing and feeling, and I cared for her so fiercely as she went through her breathtaking and heart squeezing journey in this book.

Even though Megan has experienced a world of pain and hurt, there is such a strength to her character attempting to push through. A fire and an effervescent spirit that is giving it her all for herself and for her daughter. I can’t say enough how much I respected, loved, and admired her and the tenacity that flowed from her even in those very dark moments. Megan is a gem of a character, who will just blow you away with everything she’s got.

Liam Beckett won me over not only with his heart stopping smile, but with his heart of gold that was bursting with so much authentic, raw, and honest feeling. There is just such a goodness to his character that you feel right from the start. What he feels for Megan and for her daughter will warm your heart, while also quite possibly bursting an ovary or two.

What I think I loved most about Liam was the level of fight that he had, and that he wasn’t afraid to put it all out there for Megan. He was there for her, and through it all he kept pushing and fighting with all of his might because he knew they could share something extraordinary, if they were only given the chance to. He also wasn’t too proud to put all of his feelings and intentions out there, and he did that so genuinely with such integrity, that I guarantee there is no way you won’t fall under the spell of his character. It’s simply impossible not to love him.

Liam and Megan’s story was definitely a journey. It had its ups and downs, and it definitely puts your heart through the ringer a bit with all that these two go through, but I am telling you that you will bask in everything you get with them both. Even in those moments where you’re feeling every heart squeezing moment so fully in your heart and when your tears are flowing freely, you’ll love it because of the extraordinary experience you’re getting with Liam and Megan.

You feel them. You get them. Your root for them. You love them.

I can’t tell you how many times I had tears come to my eyes when I read this book, or how many times my heart literally squeezed because of what I was feeling while reading. I lost count. I can tell you though that I highlighted practically half of the book because the words were just that meaningful, and they needed to be remembered. That is just a true testament to the real literary magic that Harper Sloan created and conveyed in Bleeding Love.

I have read and loved all of Harper Sloan’s books, and I have to say that when I read a book by her it feels like coming home. That might sound super cheesy, but it couldn’t be more true. Her phenomenal writing, outstanding stories, and fantastically dynamic characters just continue to enrapture me within their amazingness. I love what I get to feel when reading these books and spending time with all of these remarkable characters. They completely steal my heart each and every time, and I continue to be swept away in the wonderfulness that is the world of Harper Sloan’s books.

Bleeding Love was no different. The minute I started it, I knew I was going to love it fiercely. About 10% in I had a feeling it would be my new favorite book from this author, and by the halfway point I knew without a doubt that this was assuredly my favorite book of Harper Sloan’s to date. I will say that that surprised me a little bit, not because I didn’t think I’d love this book because I knew that I would, but because Locke had been my favorite character in the world of this author’s books since the moment I met him in Axel (Harper Sloan’s first book), so of course his book had always been special.

I’ve loved all of Harper Sloan’s magnificent characters. They’ve each stolen a little distinctive piece of my heart because they’re all kind of fabulous, and until this book I think Locke owned the biggest piece. But with one heart melting smile from one Liam Beckett, Liam’s piece became just a bit bigger. Then I read this book, and got to feel the goodness and wonderfulness emanating from that man, and the piece of my heart belonging to Liam, and Megan and Molly for that matter, got even bigger.

Bleeding Love was everything. It gives you every single authentic, amazing, and emotionally heart stopping thing you could ever want in a story. You feel every ounce of what you read in this book, and it reminds you of why feeling a book so fully is nothing short of wonderful. It’s a story of what happens when two people begin to realize that love is worth giving everything to, worth every bit of fight you have, and worth every incredibly breathtaking and heart pulling moment it can give you.

Like I said, Bleeding Love was everything, and you’re going to want to experience that superb level of everything right this very second. Believe me. That everything is everything.

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His mouth leaves mine and with his hand still on my leg, he demands, “Dig your heels in deep, baby.”

I give him what he wants, but not because he told me to. I give him what he wants because when his hand leaves my leg and pushes into the mattress, bringing his body up he goes even deeper into my body and those heels push hard.

Just as he demanded earlier, my hands go to his shoulders on my own accord and as he takes my body hard, my nails dig in with my heels still pushing hard against the small of his back. Our eyes never leave each other’s probing gaze. Never once do I take my eyes away from his, so full of lust that I know there isn’t an ounce of control left in his body.

He drops his head and I lift up to meet him in a kiss so sweet it doesn’t match the powerful way that he’s taking my body. A kiss that gives me more than words ever could at this moment. His hips slow and as his tongue rolls against mine, his hips start to take me in slow, deep rolls. He doesn’t pull back, just rocks his hips against mine.

I push up and cry out when he slips even deeper.

His lips come from mine and his hooded eyes open a sliver. “Feels like heaven,” he says softly. “Everything, darlin’. Feels like everything.”

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Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed ‘Estrogen Ocean’, much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero–the super alpha kind!

Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn’t take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.

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It’s a Cover Reveal: He Found Me Series by Whitney Barbetti

 
He Found Me: 
 
When I was seventeen, I disappeared. I walked out the door of my apartment with a backpack and never looked back. I left the life of Cora Mitchell behind, seeking freedom from my real-life nightmare. But my freedom came with a cost. I lived a fictitious life for the next six years, never letting anyone close enough to see underneath the facade that was Andra Walker. I was content with my simple little life. Until I met Julian. And the moment I started allowing myself to open up, allowing someone to see through the superficial, was the very same moment the Monster from my past would return to find me.
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Julian
I’ve come to understand that I’ll always find her. She’s my north star, my sense of direction. In her, I’ve found my home. She tells me I saved her. But the truth is, she saved me.
 
But nothing good can ever last. Andra’s keeping secrets. She’s holding something back. I’m trying, desperately, to anchor her. To let me in, to let me help.
 
But will all my efforts end up with a ghost of a girl I love?
 
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I’m used to disappearing. Vanishing into thin air, without a trace of who I’ve been or where I’ve gone.
 
But it’s so much harder to do with a broken heart and no hope for a happy ending. Sometimes the only people who can put all the pieces of us back together are the ones we least expect to. That’s what Julian did for me.
 
Julian found me. But now, all Six wants is to keep me locked up, away from the world, away from the Monster. I can’t live like that. It’s not living at all. Because I still have unfinished business.
 
And I’m going to make sure the Monster gets what’s coming to him.
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It’s a Cover Reveal: Ace by Lyra Parish

ACE by Lyra Parish

ACE a Band of Brothers novel by Lyra Parish
Coming September 1, 2015
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My name is Ace and I’m the Ace of Spades.
I’m not nice and I misbehave.
I will be your nightmare.
I will be your dream.
I will have you begging for more of me with each scream.

The truth is in my lyrics.
Uncontrollably controlled.
I bleed many things one being Rock & Roll.

I don’t date or make love, I fuck real hard.
Did you know the ace of spades is considered the death card?
Love doesn’t exist in my world, it never did.
Love won’t exist in my world; it’s something I forbid.

My name is Ace and I’m the Ace of Spades.
Proceed with caution, because I’m sharp like a blade.

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Tonight I would fuck the blonde in the front row. The set was nearing the end and I could feel her gaze peeling off every piece of my clothing. I liked when a woman knew what she wanted.

Blue and green lights flashed over the stage then washed across the crowd. When we made eye contact again, her tongue traced the outside of her plump bottom lip and at that moment I knew she was DTF. Her being down to fuck made this so much easier but then again, being the lead singer of the Band of Brothers made panties magically melt. I’d be her fantasy for the night.

This tour wasn’t like the others because this time everyone wanted a piece of us as if our success happened overnight. But we earned every fucking opportunity we had. I would say given but that’s bullshit. My brothers and I worked hard for every small and large success we had because that’s our nature. We were raised to not take shit for granted and to work hard. Being assholes just came naturally but we knew to give respect where respect was due.

Each show from Florida to California, all the way to New York was sold out and that felt incredible.

The drums beat on as I screamed out the next few lyrics. “I won’t let the world decide. I’ll die before that happens.” The drums stopped and the distortion was cut leaving a melodic strum of Nicolas’s guitar.

The lights faded when walked off stage leaving the crowd to themselves. Ian, Nicolas, and Liam had huge smiles covering their faces as they chugged the water the technicians handed us. This would never get old. Moments like this were the ones we lived and worked for. Once the chanting and clapping started, the four of us walked back onstage and gave the fans what they wanted, an encore.

Green and yellow lights flashed over the crowd and smoke hovered at the bottom of the stage. We played three more songs and the people sang and swayed to the lyrics and music. Some jumped up and down, feeling the full beat of the drums while others banged their heads. The feeling of having thousands of people chanting my words would never become real. More often than not, I felt like I was in a dream, one that I never wanted to wake from.

During the last song, I pointed to the blonde who continued to visually rip my clothes off with every little blink she took. By the way she was dressed in a tight pink shirt and little bitty skirt, I knew she wanted to be seen. She could have possibly had this night planned from the beginning. Randomly, I chose a few others from the crowd to join us, to dance in front of our audience, to feel the temporary power. It was something I did every show, every tour. It was a habit of sorts.

Security helped the girls climb on the stage and they shook their asses in those little pieces of material that were supposed to be skirts. It always made women feel special when they were with the band, and I loved giving them just a little taste.

A person doesn’t fully understand performing live until they have had the opportunity to look out past the stage lights and see the people. Before the song ended, the technicians led the girls’ side stage as cannons of confetti shot from the floor. Different colored pieces of paper glittered everywhere. When the final song ended, my brothers and I walked side stage where girls anxiously waited us. I smiled, popping an eyebrow at my chosen woman for the night, and she instantly came to me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and hers hung on my waist. My brothers stopped in the green room with the other girls, but Blondie and I walked to the bus.

“I’m Lindsey,” she whispered in my ear before we reached the end of the hallway. I smiled at her and pushed open the exit door. Groupies and fans waited near the bus and as soon as we walked up they rushed it.

“I’ll be out in a bit,” I said, smiling at them with pearly whites. “My brothers are coming out that door over there. Really soon.”

I hated to out their exit strategy, but I wanted to take my time burying my dick deep inside Misty or Christy or whatever the fuck her name was. It didn’t matter. Names never did.

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Lyra Parish loves to write, glamp, and sing obnoxiously loud at the top of her lungs in the shower. Sweet love stories (along with the dirty ones) make her gush. She is a firm believer that a person can never have too many cups of coffee, cats, or happily ever afters. When she isn’t busy writing, she can be found sipping various beverages from her non-alcoholic drink buffet, pimp slapping excel spreadsheets, or riding her bike. Lyra lives in Texas with her glassblowing, guitar-playing hubby and black cat named Nibbler.

 

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Releasing Now: Desertion by River Savage

 Title: Desertion (Knights Rebels MC #3)

Author: River Savage

Release Date: July 14th, 2015

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Honor. 

Courage.

 Commitment.

Three things Jesse Carter has lost. A former Marine, Jesse used to stand proud of his achievements and live by the code. But when circumstance made him question everything he believed in, those most basic values didn’t feel so important after all.
Sex. 
Lies. 
Knights Rebels.
Three things Jesse Carter has found. Reborn into a brotherhood not so different from the one he left behind, Jesse finds it all too easy to block out his past and claim the role as the Rebels’ fun loving player.
Until he meets Bell.
Shy, awkward, and with troubles of her own, Bell Johnson’s no stranger to hiding her pain. When Jesse forces himself into her life, she’s at risk of her defences crumbling.
Does Bell have the strength to survive Jesse and his demons or is she fated to become another casualty in the self-destruction of Jesse Carter?
 
My Review

**** 4.5 AMAZING STARS****

Each time I sit down to read a new book in River Savage’s Knights Rebels MC Series, I fall more and more in love with this phenomenal series and its distinctive characters. River Savage’s fantastic writing continues to pull me into the world of this series, and I absolutely love every word I get to spend within it. Desertion, the third full length novel in this series, was no different, and I was completely enraptured by Jesse and Bell’s story.

It was heated and bursting with more sparks and fire than fireworks on the Fourth of July. It was emotionally consuming, and had me living and breathing and feeling every single exceptionally crafted feeling and emotion these characters were. It was entertaining as all get out too, and I couldn’t go more than a few pages without smiling or laughing or just enjoying what I was reading.

Desertion just gave me so much when I was reading it. It gave me two magnificent characters who were both fighting some major things in their lives. It gave me their fantastically intense story of what happens when those two dynamic characters come together. It gave me the distinctive world of this series, and all of the wonderful characters that come with it once again.

This book gave me so much, and I just relished in that because it was utterly fantastic to experience.

Jesse Carter is definitely a player to put it mildly. He puts on a happy-go-lucky front, but underneath his charming surface is a man that has experienced a world of pain and more hurt than anyone deserves. Jesse is still reeling from that pain in this book, and you get to experience that full force. Let me tell you that that pain is a doozy, but what you experience with Jesse will have you feeling immensely for his character. He keeps people away, he says things he shouldn’t, and he sure pushes and pushes until you can’t push anymore, but you will completely understand why he does that because of how fantastically this author writes and develops his character.

As much I sometimes hated what Jesse was doing to himself and to others in this book, I just completely understood where it came from and why he was like that, and that just allowed me to completely get his character. I cared for him, I felt for him immensely, and my heart just went to him with what he was going through. Reading Jesse experience that and try to fight through the darkness that threatens to overcome him will completely blow you away.

Bell Johnson was an incredible female character that I instantly connected to the minute I started this book. She was real, she was honest, and she definitely had a striking innocence to her. What I think I loved about Bell the most though was getting to see how her character evolved over the course of the story. Her character is wonderful throughout this book, but I got to experience Bell go from being reserved and held back, to someone who wasn’t afraid to give it all she had, fight back, and give as much push as she could. I loved seeing that evolution in her character because I felt that it showed so much strength in her, and it really just illuminated so many phenomenal things about her.

Like Jesse, Bell has some darkness in her past that continues to cloud her future. I was captivated completely in Bell’s story, and what her and her family were going through while reading Desertion. Reading what she experiences as she tries to find a way out from that darkness just made me love her character more, and just showed that she was a girl who was bound and determined to fight for her family and find the light to all of that darkness.

Now when Jesse and Bell come together in this book you get a lot of things. You get a whole heck of a lot of charm from Jesse, you get a whole lot of “you’re not getting any of this” from Bell, and you get the outstanding level of push and pull that results from that. Jesse and Bell have an electric level of chemistry that fires off of the page, and it just continues to build and build and build some more in Desertion until its inevitable explosion. And let me tell you, when it all explodes, it is mesmerizing, heated as all get out, and bursting with more passion and intensity than you can shake a stick at.

I feel like Desertion is defined in a way by the level of push and pull between Jesse and Bell. That push and pull is heated and sometimes it’s isn’t too pretty to experience, but boy is it emotional, all feeling, and laced with so much intensity. You will feel every single ounce of that push and pull, and your heart will go to both Jesse and Bell for what happens in the midst of all that. Your heart will break for them, it will feel for them, it will love them, and most of all it will want to fight for them because with every push and pull, you get a clearer glimpse of the extraordinary and vibrant thing Bell and Jesse could have if they only gave it a chance.

While Bell and Jesse try to make sense of what it is that their feeling for one another and where that could take them, this book also gives you a storyline filled with many twists and turns. I thought River Savage did an exceptional job of weaving the many layers to this story together, and it’s just one of the many aspects that reminded me why I have loved every book in this series. Desertion was packed with events that paced the story very well, and just had me beyond intrigued to learn what would happen next. While you get a complete story in Desertion, River Savage also did a fantastic job of setting up what’s to come in this series, which I am so excited and looking forward to reading.

That story also does a phenomenal job of bringing the wonderfully distinctive characters of this series together once again. It’s no secret that the Knights Rebels and their lady friends are some of my favorite characters around, and I just relished in getting to spend more time with them in this book. Their interactions with Bell and Jesse just made me love them more, and I was beyond thrilled with what I got to see with their characters. Nix, Kaydence, Holly, Sy, Beau, Kelly, Hunter, Brooks, and all the rest of the amazing characters in this series just added to how much I loved reading this book, and I for one can’t wait to spend more time with all of them.

River Savage and her outstanding writing just allows you to become fully encapsulated within the incredible world of this book with her fantastic characters, and I am telling you that you will love every word you get to spend within it.

Desertion was an emotionally charged book that tells the story of two seemingly opposite characters, who just might be exactly what the other needs to move past the darkness and pain that threatens to consume them. This book was exciting, and passionate, and intense in the best possible ways, while it told the story of two exceptional characters and their extraordinary fight. Sometimes they were fighting themselves, sometimes they were fighting each other and that magnetic pull they shared, and sometimes they were fighting that darkness, but through it all they were fighting and giving it their all.

This book will have you fully and whole heartedly experiencing everything with Jesse and Bell’s characters. You’ll hurt with them, you’ll bask with them, and you’ll fight and fall so deeply with them as you read their magnificent story. By the end of this book you’ll just realize why you love Jesse and Bell fiercely, why you love and root for what their fighting for, and why you once again love the wonderfully distinctive and wholly enrapturing world of the Knights Rebels MC.

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*****

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I wake up to the heat of someone’s palm against my shoulder. Twisting around, my hand moves faster than my brain, and I snatch it off me.

“Jesse, it’s me, Bell,” she rushes out before I can take it any further.

“Fuck.” I release my grip on her arm and sit up, forcing myself back to the here and now.

“Did I hurt you?” I reach for her searching for any sign of a mark left by me.

“It’s fine. You barely touched me.” She holds her arm out letting me inspect it. I check it over one more time before releasing her and relaxing.

“You wanna talk about it?” I study her face, eyes calm, soft mouth. She’s not freaking out.

“Just some shit that visits my dreams sometimes, nothing that needs to touch you,” I reply, shocked I’m not retreating.

“I don’t mind, Jesse,” she pushes, and I almost cave. Almost.

“The last thing I want to do is talk about this shit, Bell.” She doesn’t argue or press, and I’m grateful for it. I don’t think I’d be able to keep my cool if she did.

“Come back to sleep.” She lies back down and I follow her. She doesn’t ask me any more questions, or make me feel like I need to tell her everything.

“That ever happens again, don’t wake me,” I warn. A menacing thought strikes through me picturing what could have happened if I didn’t wake in time. She’s lucky I didn’t hurt her, like the last time a woman touched me while I had a nightmare.

“You don’t always have to be so brave, Jesse.” Her hand moves to my dog tags. I don’t stop her. I’m starting to like the feeling of her hands touching them.

“Never tried to be, Bell. But talking doesn’t help me. Never has.” I think back to the time when I did try and it forced me out of control. Talking about those triggers only amplified my insecurities. When death sits afar, mocking you in the dangerous confines of your surroundings, it fucks with your head; nothing was going to change it.

Besides, my issues weren’t what I had done. They were what I had survived. My conscience wasn’t clear and my honor wasn’t clean.

“Promise me you won’t touch me.” I keep my tone even, controlled.

“I promise.” I take her hand in mine and bring it to my lips. Maybe one day I will let someone in. Let her in.

Today isn’t that day.

But today, I didn’t push her away.

That has to count for something.

 
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Incandescent (Knights Rebels MC #1)
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Affliction (Knights Rebels MC #2)

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Reclaimed (Knights Rebels MC Novella)
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Paradox (Knights Rebels MC Novella)
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Desertion (Knights Rebels MC #3)

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River Savage is the Author of the Knights Rebels MC Series. She released her debut novel, Incandescent, in August 2014. 
An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. 
With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born. 
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Releasing Now: Sinful Intent by Chelle Bliss

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Release Date: July 14th
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The moment I saw her, I wanted her.
I tried to resist her, but Race had other plans.
One night, in a moment of weakness, I gave in to my desires.

I still had a job to do before her world collapsed.
If I failed at finding the person behind the threats, I could lose her forever.

Temptation can be dangerous.

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Excerpt

I stood in the doorway, surveying the bar and trying to pick Ms. True out of the crowd.

A woman peered up from her phone and looked back down.

Whoever she was, she was fucking gorgeous. She sat there with her spine straight, blond hair in a perfect bun, and a crisp black dress shirt tucked into a gray pencil skirt. Her high cheekbones almost kissed her deep-green eyes.

I wanted to saunter up to her, ask her for her number, and beg that on our first date she wear the red stilettos she had on, which made my cock instantly hard.

She glanced up, caught me staring, and waved me over.

Well, hell. Maybe she wanted my number too.

Keep calm and act natural.

Her eyes remained down, concentrating on her phone, as I approached.

“Mr. DeLuca, I presume,” she said, glancing up for a moment, her emerald eyes flickering. “Take a seat.”

Disappointment flooded me. The beautiful creature in front of me wasn’t calling me over to get my number. She was my new client.

“Ms. True?” I asked, letting my eyes linger on her legs for a little too long but not caring.

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BlissChelle Bliss is a USA Today Bestselling Author of the Men of Inked series.She loves to write happily ever afters filled with alpha males and sexy women.Chelle spends her days writing, chatting on Facebook, and working on her craft.The ALFA PI series a spin off of her Men of Inked series and she’s excited
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Excerpt Reveal: Bleeding Love by Harper Sloan

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Meet Liam & Megan in the newest stand alone

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I’ve loved once. I gave everything that I had to that love. Blindly believing that nothing could ever take that feeling away from me. Away from us. And when my little world of happiness was ripped from my fingers, I felt a loss that still haunts me to this day.

Now I use that lingering grief as a shield to keep my heart from loving again. It’s that fear that keeps me from letting anyone, except my daughter, get close enough to make it hurt. To make my heart bleed when I inevitably lose again.

Until the day I met Liam Beckett and everything I thought I had protected myself from was shoved back in my face.

He’s on a mission to prove to me that a love worth having is a love worth fighting for.

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Prologue

Prologue – Megan

Holy shit.

What am I doing?

“Oh, God! Right there… I’m coming… Don’t stop!”

Is that me screaming like that?

Holy shit.

I didn’t even know that noises like that could come out of my mouth!

“You like that?” he asks with his lips pressed against my neck – the vibrations shooting straight to my core.

I focus, my now alcohol free vision, on the man thrusting above me. His dark hair is blending in with the shadows that are dancing around the room. His face is a mask of ecstasy as he thrusts into my waiting body. It’s a look of pure desire that I will never forget.

What the hell am I doing?

“You feel so good. Your body so greedy for my cock. You want it harder, darlin’?”

I moan shamelessly and feel my body get even wetter with his huskily whispered words.

Screw it – this feels way too good to stop now.

I reach down, dig my fingers in the firm globes of his ass, tip my head back and beg. Beg with incoherent cries for him to take me harder. To take everything he can.

**Two Hours Earlier**

“You look beauuuutiful,” I sing as Dani Reid – No, Dani Cage – walks over to sit next to me at one of the tables scattered around the backyard wedding.

She looks at me, her stunning green eyes bright with love and happiness.

“And you sound a little drunk, my friend,” she laughs.

I just smile at her, running my fingers through the lace on her wedding gown. “This is soft.”

She just laughs and leans back and looks across the yard to where her new husband, Cohen, is standing by the dock talking to some of his friends. This is another one of those moments when I’m reminded that this group doesn’t have a single unattractive person in it. I take a second to look at all the well-built, good-looking men standing around him. When my eyes meet Liam Beckett’s, I look away quickly. For months now Liam has made no secret that he would love nothing more than my undivided attention.

“They’re all so unfairly hot. No men should be that attractive,” I whisper in awe, gaining me another chuckle from Dani. I blush when I realize that my thoughts aren’t staying in my head, where they belong. When I look back over to where the group of men are standing, my eyes hit the familiar pair of deep brown ones again, eyes that always seem to know each and every time I’m looking their way. I quickly look away, feeling that blush get even brighter. I’m not ready to deal with him right now. At least not when I’m this tipsy.

Picking up my wine glass, I take another healthy swallow as I do a quick scan, taking in all that is the Reid Family property. They’ve done a beautiful job transforming the backyard of Dani’s family home for Cohen and Dani’s wedding. I still can’t believe that Dani managed to pull off a surprise wedding without Cohen even catching the smallest hint of her plans.

“Are you sure you’re okay with Molly spending the night with my parents, Megs? I know it’s hard for you to leave her overnight, but they just love your daughter to pieces. And I know Owen loves having her around.” Dani reaches out and takes the hand I had resting against the table while she speaks.

“Yup,” I smack and nod my head.

“You’re drunk,” she says, repeating her earlier observation.

“I’m not drunk, I’m tipsy. There’s a huge difference there. If I was drunk I wouldn’t be able to walk. Watch!”

I jump up from my chair with a little more power than I mean and quickly stumble when the narrow heel of my five-inch shoes sinks into the soft grass beneath me.

“Whoa, there darlin’.”

I feel it, those words, every single syllable deep down in my gut. Each rumbled word vibrating through my body creating a slow burn until they end with a sharp pulse between my legs. His arms locked at my elbows and my back solidly against his front – where my graceless stumble caused me to end up. I jerk my body tight and feel his laughter reverberate through my body once again.

I attempt to pull my arms from his loose but strong hold, only to give up when it becomes clear that he isn’t going to let go. Shifting until my face is turned, he lets one arm go and helps me spin until I’m facing him, and moves his hands from my elbows to my hips.

“Hey,” he says with a smile, the dimple in his cheek popping out.

“Liam,” I sigh and then curse myself for not being able to hide my reaction to him.

His smile turns knowing and his eyes darken before dropping to my lips.

I gulp.

“You should be more careful, Megs.”

“It’s Megan,” I snap.

“I know, babe, you don’t have to keep reminding me.”

“Then why can’t you seem to actually remember it?” I squeak and try to pull my body away from his grip – and fail, again.

“Someone doesn’t sound drunk anymore.” I hear Dani speak but I don’t take my gaze off Liam. “She does look it though.” She muses on a laugh, which finally gets my eyes to snap to hers.

“I’m fine! I just had a few glasses of wine and I haven’t eaten much. But, I most definitely am not drunk. I think I would know if I was drunk.”

Okay, so that’s a lie. I might not be drunk, but I am definitely slightly past tipsy. Dealing with Liam – or rather my attraction to Liam – is hard enough for me on a good day, when I’m completely sober. But with this amount of wine flowing through my body, I just can’t trust myself.

It’s taken everything I have to keep him, and his obvious interest, at bay for the last couple months. When he’s around he goes out of his way to get me alone and lay it out. He wants me.

“You look stunning when those shadows aren’t rolling around your shoulders,” Liam whispers, his lips press close enough to my ear that I can feel his words one by one against my skin.

I shiver, his words hitting me close to home, but the tone causing me to forget I should be pushing him away. Especially when he’s talking about things that he has no business speaking about.

“I’m fine,” I stammer.

“Yeah, darlin’, I know you are.”

His eyes keep their hypnotizing hold on my own. I hear Dani excuse herself. I don’t turn to watch her disappear in the lingering crowd of party-goers that are still left milling around. The music is still floating in the air around us. As I look into his eyes everything around me feels like it’s…alive. It’s a feeling that I’ve been missing for the last few years. A feeling that only comes to visit when I’m with my daughter, or until recently, when Liam Beckett is in the same room. It’s a feeling that, even though I shouldn’t, I feel guilty for allowing myself to enjoy.

Whether it’s the wine, the fact that Molly left a few hours ago with Dani’s parents, or the man standing in front of me, all I know is if I don’t hold on to this feeling for as long as I can right now, I’ll regret it for years to come.

“Megs,” he says on a sigh, his fingertips digging in and his eyes swirling with a rich hopefulness that turns those golden flecks you can normally see swimming in his brown eyes into a burning fire lighting his gaze.

Hungry eyes.

I don’t think. If I had given myself just a second to process my next move, I’m sure I would have backed out of his hold and run as fast as I could to my car. But, I didn’t think, so my next move was pure, one-hundred-percent Megan. But not the Megan I’ve been for the last couple years since my husband died. No, this Megan feels like I’ve finally dug myself out of those ashes I’ve been living in since my life burned up around me.   The cloak of depression that normally lingers loosely around my shoulders, dropping to my feet with the feel of Liam pressed tight. I know this feeling won’t last, but I suddenly want to hold on to every second I can of this experience, until it leaves me.

I reach out and curl my fingers around his forearms. My eyes growing wide when his brow lifts. With a quick push I rock up and close the distance that is left between our mouths. When my lips touch his, that feeling of being alive burns so bright every nerve in my body feels it, each inch of skin boiling and cooling so quickly it’s as if I can’t make up my mind if I want to be hot or cold. My hairs stand on end, my skin pebbles – going cold before rushing heat fills my veins, and the very thump of my heart seems to skip a beat the second our lips touch.

One thing I know for sure. I want this. I want this and Liam’s going to give it to me.

He doesn’t pause. His groan vibrating against my chest only lights the feeling that is firing through my skin. My hands move from his forearms and I run my hands up his chest until both hands curl around his neck and I use the hold to pull my body even closer to his.

His hands move from my hips and he curls them around my bottom, pulling me tightly against his body. When I feel the very obvious sign of his attraction, I moan deeply, and shiver when he answers with one of his own.

I can’t tell you how long this kiss lasts. When his tongue moves to swipe against my lips, I open without reservation. We continue, our tongues dancing together while each of our moans are swallowed by the other, until I have to pull away to gulp a breath of air before I pass out – however, the way I feel right now, passing out might very well be a possibility.

“This is finally happening,” he snarls in a tone that should scare me, but all it does is act as kerosene to our already uncontrollable fire of lust.

“It is,” I agree without question.

“Now,” he says.

“Okay,” I agree on a sigh and sway toward his hard body.

With the encouragement he needs, his hands finally leave my body. He turns me, wraps one thick arm around my shoulder, and turns to walk toward the front of the house.

“We’re leaving?” I question lamely.

“Darlin’ I didn’t stutter. This is happening,” he says, pausing when he reaches the side of the house and the shadows that will give us the privacy we need. His body turns, moving me to stand before him once again. “I need to know you’re with me, Megan. I’ve wanted this since the day I met you, but I knew you weren’t ready for me. I’ve been trying to keep my distance, just waiting for those clouds to leave your eyes. If you don’t want me to take you back to my house, strip you naked and fuck you until you can’t walk for weeks, then say so now, because the second I have you I won’t be letting go.”

“Oh, boy,” I whisper.

“I prefer oh God, but I’ll make that the first item on my to-do list.”

“You’ll make what?”

“My to-do list, Megs. The list of things I’ve wanted to do to you for months now. Making you scream oh God will be number one, followed by my name, of course.”

“Oh, God,” I repeat, my mind swilling with the promise his words inflict.

“Yeah, you’re getting it.”

His mouth crashes down on mine for a hard but quick kiss before pulling back and giving me another one of those knee-melting smirks. “Last chance, Megan,” he whispers while his hands are framing my heated face.

Whatever he sees in my eyes is enough, he gives me a light kiss, takes his hands from my face and curls one around my left hand and pulls me toward his truck.

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Harper lives in small town Georgia just a short drive from her hometown of Peachtree City. She (and her 3 daughters) enjoy ruling the house they dubbed ‘Estrogen Ocean’, much to her husband’s chagrin. Harper has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books; you can almost ALWAYS find her with her eReader attached. She enjoys bad reality TV and cheesy romantic flicks. Her favorite kind of hero–the super alpha kind! 

Harper started using writing as a way to unwind when the house went to sleep at night; and with a house full of crazy it was the perfect way to just relax. It didn’t take long before a head full of very demanding alphas would stop at nothing to have their story told.

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Releasing Now: Fighting Shadows by Aly Martinez

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Flint’s highly anticipated emotional story is FINALLY here!

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I come from a family of fighters. I always thought I’d follow in their shadows, becoming unstoppable in the ring. That changed the day I saved the life of a woman I loved, but could never have.

My brother hailed me as a hero, and my reward was a wheelchair.

Paralyzed, my life became an inescapable nightmare.

Until I met her.

Ash Mabie had a heart-stopping smile and a laugh that numbed the rage and resentment brewing inside of me. She showed me that even the darkest night still had stars, and it didn’t matter one bit that you had to lie in the weeds to see them.

I was a jaded asshole who fell for a girl with a knack for running away. I couldn’t even walk but I would have spent a lifetime chasing her.

Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.

Fighting the shadows of our past.

Fighting to reclaim my future.

Fighting for her.

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My Review

*****5 Utterly Fantastic Stars*****

Fighting Shadows Review

Every time I sit down to read a new book by Aly Martinez, I know that I am going to be reading a story that will give me everything. I know I’ll get extraordinary characters I’ll love fiercely, a story that gives and gives and then gives some more, and that I’m going to be feeling every ounce of that amazingly crafted book whole heartedly.

I got all of that and more while reading Fighting Shadows, the second book in her On The Ropes Series.

The instant I started it I knew I was going to love this story. After practically devouring Fighting Silence, I knew that this book would likely win me over in a nanosecond, and boy was I right on that one. Fighting Shadows was phenomenally intense, enrapturing as all get out, with so much outstanding emotion and feeling weaving its way breathtakingly throughout the pages of this book.

When I was reading Fighting Shadows, I wanted to fist pump in the air while simultaneously happy dancing because of what it allowed me to experience with its characters while I was reading. Even when it tried to rip my heart out because of what these characters were going through, I still wanted to happy dance and fist pump because I was so unbelievably connected to what they were going through. That was all possible because of how superbly Aly Martinez wrote and created this book, and Ash and Flint’s characters.

Fighting Shadows tells the story of Flint Page and Ash Mabie, two dynamic characters with some serious pasts and one serious connection, and it follows them both as they explore the ups and downs and turn arounds that their immense feelings bring. This book stole my heart the minute I began reading it. It had it all, and it was all nothing short of wonderful.

What was utterly fantastic about Fighting Shadows:

  • Flint Page’s intensity. Flint Page is one intense man. And that is putting it mildly. You get to experience that intensity full force, and you get to see how that intensity just makes him who he is, and how it effects the choices he makes. That intensity is heated, powerful, and has a very strong stubborn streak, but that just made me love his character more because it just fit him, especially with all that he goes through. That intensity came from him in so many outstanding and remarkable ways, and it just allowed me to see so many different sides to his character. I got every bit of intense Flint Page, and I relished in all of that intensity while reading.
  • Ash Mabie is a girl to remember. Ash Mabie is the best kind of quirky. She’s definitely different, is bursting with life and color and vibrancy, and will say just about the first thing that comes to her mind, even if it sounds completely ridiculous. I absolutely loved that girl to pieces. I loved her because she wasn’t afraid to just be her, and she completely owned who she was. I loved her because there was such an effervescent goodness beaming out of her, and I was in awe of the effect that goodness had on those around her. (Especially Flint!) I also just loved her because she was so unique and so fun, and I hearted that refreshing remarkability something fierce.
  • Holy effing fiery connection. Flint and Ash share a connection that is intense and spark filled, and you will feel it the instant these two come around one another. Their chemistry is off the charts, and I thought the way that Aly Martinez showed that connection and how it developed over the course of the book was fantastic. I also could not get enough of what that passionate and fiery connection brought out in both of them, because that connection, that chemistry, and that heat made Ash and Flint realize a whole heck of a lot. And that was the best.
  • The shadows of the past. One of the many things that made this book so fantastic was the shadows of the past that both of these characters had, especially Flint. The way that his past is explained, the way that that in turn affects his present in the story with himself and with Ash, and then how that past alters the course of this story was just phenomenal. Learning and getting to experience both Ash and Flint’s shadow laden pasts gave me such an extraordinary understanding of their characters. It also led to so many heart squeezing moments for them both where I wanted to jump into the book and give them both a big old hug.
  • All the vulnerability they put out there. Both Ash and Flint’s characters have many incredible instances in Fighting Shadows where their vulnerability emanates from them. Those were the moments that just made this book for me, the moments that seared Ash and Flint and their story to my heart. Those moments when those walls came down, and they put themselves truly out there. It was in those moments that I realized so much about them both because of what they were experiencing and putting out there in those moments of true and utterly breathtaking vulnerability.
  • The fight and determination that defines these characters. As you would probably expect, this book has all kinds of wonderful fight in it. Both of these characters are fighting their own personal shadows that’ll break your heart, their fighting with and for that all-consuming connection they’re sharing, and they’re fighting for themselves and one another. Even in those moments when it seems like what they’re going through is going to do them in, these two fight. They give it all they’ve got, and that is truly amazing to experience and feel. I guarantee you’re going to love all of that fight and what it brings out in both Ash and Flint.
  • Heart bursting moments. There are many moments in Fighting Shadows that will simultaneously break, squeeze, and melt your heart because of what Ash and Flint are going through together and apart. Those moments highlight how fiercely connected you are to these characters and their story to because of what you’re feeling right along with them. Your heart will definitely be feeling every ounce of emotion and feeling thoughtfully crafted in this book. Your heart will be happy, it will hurt like hell at times, and it’ll go to these characters more times than you’ll be able to count, and you will relish in that heartfelt connection you feel.
  • All the authentic charm and gut busting humor. There is humor and charm bursting out of this story. Those humorous moments were the best kind of breakup to all that phenomenal tension going on in this book. That humor and charm had me smiling like crazy and laughing my butt off more times than I could count. Much of that came from Ash, but a lot of it came from Flint, as well as the other wonderfully distinctive characters that make up the authentic world of this book.
  • Page brothers for the win! So I am under the distinct impression that the Page brothers are officially some of the best brothers around. Till, Flint, and Quarry are just amazing. They’re each fantastically distinctive, and their interactions together warmed my heart because you know that these three are just there for each other through it all. Those brothers have such a shared connection through their pasts and what they go through, and it was just extraordinary to fully feel that brotherly love between them again. I can also not wait to get my hand on Quarry’s book after this one. I need his story in my life, like yesterday.

I will never forget reading Fighting Shadows, and what it was like to experience the pure literary magic that it created. I won’t ever forget Ash or Flint, or their fight to overcome the darkness, or their attempts at healing. I won’t forget how much I rooted for them, how much I loved them fiercely, and how much I wanted them to find that light they both so truly deserved. I won’t ever forget anything about this book because that’s how utterly extraordinary it is.

This is a book that stays with you in some way, shape, or form. It stays with you, it makes you feel every magnificently and thoughtfully crafted thing, and it gives you two characters who will permanently own a piece of your heart.

That piece is bursting with the perfect amount of humor, charm and ridiculousness, so much raw vulnerability and authenticity, and more glorious fight and stubbornness than you can shake a stick at. That piece is wholly unique, definitely different in the best kind of way, and vibrant as all get out because that’s what this book is. That’s what these characters are, and that’s what reading and experiencing Fighting Shadows is like.

Something also tells me that the piece of my heart that Flint Page and Ash Mabie now forever own is filled with stars and weeds and newsies and neon green converses. It’s a place where dreams go on for days, and where Eye of the Tiger plays on full blast all day long.

That is one distinctive and beautifully vibrant piece that I will always love fiercely. Once you read this unforgettable book, I think you’ll agree that that piece of your heart that these characters and their story now own is something you’ll always treasure, and will truly never want to let go of. Ever.

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Excerpt

Flint and Ash Excerpt

“Hey, Flint? What time is it?” Quarry asked.

Ash’s smile actually slipped completely. For the briefest of seconds, she appeared almost ashamed.

I dragged my eyes away from her in order to answer his question, but as I looked at my wrist, I had no answer at all.

“Here,” she said as she pulled my watch from her pocket.

What. The. Fuck?

Quarry howled with laughter, and Ash chewed on her bottom lip.

“Explain,” I demanded, wrapping my watch back around my wrist and shoving my wallet in the front pocket of my hoodie.

Quarry filled in the blank. “She’s a pickpocket, dude. You should have seen her when she fell on your lap. It was so fucking fast. She straight-up stole that shit from you, and you had no fucking clue.”

“I didn’t steal it! I was gonna give it back,” she amended uncomfortably. “It was just a joke.”

A joke.

  1. Fucking. Joke.

And just like that, I remembered why I didn’t laugh anymore.

“Was it funny? Stealing from the cripple? You get a good laugh out of that?” I snapped, spinning and rolling myself away. “You know, maybe my judgment of you wasn’t all that off to begin with. Like father, like daughter, I guess.” It was a low blow, but I felt completely betrayed by a woman I didn’t even know.

“Flint, wait. I wasn’t picking on the cripple!”

I fully realized that I had just used the term, but it enraged me that she’d had the audacity to repeat it back to me. Who the hell was this chick? I pushed a hand into my pocket, searching for my keys. Fuck the food. I’d leave her ass there. Hell, Quarry too if he didn’t get his ass to the car.

“Get in the car, Q!” I yelled, only to close my eyes and drop my chin to my chest when my hand never made contact on the keys. “Son of a bitch,” I said as I spun back around.

Quarry was laughing next to her, but Ash’s cheeks were bright red.

“Keys.” I snapped my fingers and opened my hand, palm up.

“Stop being a dick,” Quarry said, casually tossing an arm around Ash’s shoulders.

She didn’t budge as she held my glare.

“Keys,” I repeated, but she remained still.

“It was a joke.” Her chin began to quiver.

For fuck’s sake, I wasn’t in any kind of mood to deal with bullshit from some girl I didn’t even know and was quickly discovering I didn’t care to know, either.

Quarry’s eyes grew wide as she turned to him and buried her cries in his chest.

What the fuck, asshole! Q signed before rubbing his hands over her back.

Her shoulders shook as she let out a loud sob that shocked us both.

“Come on. Let’s sit down.” Q tried to guide her over to an empty table.

Ash refused to look up and tripped over one of the chairs.

“Shit,” Q said, catching her around the waist.

I was just about to roll my eyes when she glanced my way. He was still trying to get her back on her feet and over to a table when her tear-free, bright-blue eyes pointedly glanced in my direction. My head snapped back in surprise, but a smile grew on her face.

Ash was about to put on a show, and with that one look, she had invited me to have a front-row seat.

As she floundered all over Quarry, her hands slid between his pockets and her own. Every noise she made and each time she flailed covered up a jarring movement. She was keeping his mind too busy for it to process all the places she was touching him. Hell, I was only watching her and I could barely keep up.

There was no denying that it was entertaining, but I wasn’t willing to show her that. However, as she accidentally lifted her knee, catching Q in the balls, a laugh erupted from my throat. He cupped his crotch while she apologized profusely and pushed him toward the same chair he’d been dragging her to only seconds before. Just before he sat, Ash swung her arm out, unwinding Q’s belt from around his body before tossing it at me.

“Oh God. I’m so sorry!” she said as Quarry held a finger up to ask for a second to recover. She didn’t wait at all though. Instead, she walked over in my direction; her prideful smile grew with every step.

She pulled my keys out of her pocket and dropped them into my lap. They were quickly followed by Quarry’s phone, wallet, and house keys. Then she snagged his belt off the floor and tossed it over her shoulder.

“It had absolutely nothing to do with you being in a wheelchair. It was a joke and it wasn’t supposed to piss you off.”

“Hey!” Quarry yelled. “That was messed up. You did not have to knee me in the balls to prove a point to him.”

“Oh, that wasn’t to prove a point. That was for bullshitting me. You knew good and damn well that he wouldn’t find it funny,” she said without ever tearing her gaze from mine. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t have a lot of friends. And I’ve mentally noted that pickpocketing might not be the best way to make new ones.” She shrugged. “Consider it a lesson learned.”

“Three burgers all the way, onion rings, and a shake?” the guy at the counter called out.

Ash arched an eyebrow. “You want it to go, or are we good?”

I didn’t have to drop my attitude. Sure, she’d apologized, but while I might have had a short fuse, I also had a hell of a long burn. However, as she stood in front of me with her arms crossed over her chest and her blue eyes pleading for forgiveness, it magically fell away.

I swallowed hard. “No. We’re good.”

“You sure?” She leaned in, eyeing me warily, but her smile began to grow.

I swear to God it pulled at my lips as well. I fought it. But the harder I tried to keep it restrained, the bigger Ash’s grew. She was stealing my smile. The chick was good! Finally, with an eye roll, I let out a quiet chuckle, which seemed to appease her.

“Good. Now, help your brother get redressed and I’ll make the fancy sauce.” She waggled her eyebrows.

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Aly Martinez

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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