#NewRelease Falling Through Darkness by Kira Berger @KBergerAuthor @GiveMeBooksBlog #RomanticSuspense #FavoriteAuthors #Standalone

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Title: Falling Through Darkness
Author: Kira Berger
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 4, 2018

OUR REVIEW:

Falling Through Darkness is an emotional story that grabs you right from the start. I felt so much anguish for the heroine Alex as she tries to pull herself out of a very dark place and move past the feelings that she just didn’t deserve happiness.

“I want to try to stand in the light instead of being shrouded in darkness for the rest of my days.”

Duncan is a strong, caring alpha hero and exactly what Alex needs to help her move beyond and escape the terrifying and truly heartbreaking past that she thought she could run from, but always seems like it was just lurking in wait.

“You’re the one illuminating all the dark places inside of me. You’re the reason why I can finally see past the darkness that eclipsed my existence for so long.”

This book is the first from this author and I can’t wait to read more. A lovely storytelling voice and great characters that really pulled me in made this a memorable story and put this author on my favorites list.

-4.5 Stars!-

-Diane-

BLURB

One bad decision changed my life irrevocably.

One night shattered it completely.

Moving to another country was supposed to be a fresh start for me, an escape from my past. A way to heal and live my life. I promised them to find happiness. What I wasn’t supposed to find was him. Dark, handsome, and irresistible.

He wasn’t supposed to break through the walls around my heart. But I wasn’t strong enough to resist.

For a minute, I was happy. But the clutches of my past will never let me go. The evil shrouding my past in darkness has finally found me.

I need to fight it—for him and them. Even if that means letting go of the light.

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EXCERPT

Prologue

Damp.
Dark.
Dead.
Words keep flitting through my mind on an endless loop, trying to pull me into the darkness hovering on the fringes of my mind. It would be easy, so easy to let go. To give in, give up…
Stop the endless fighting.
What’s the point anyway?
This time I won’t get out alive. Last time was messy. This time is meticulously planned. The intention clear, I was not to make it out of here alive.
I have always known this would happen and yet, I’ve given in to hope, to love, to the idea of a new beginning for someone like me… Boy, was I wrong.
Duncan.
One name among thousands, but the only thing keeping me sane right now. I should have never given in; I should have been stronger.
But he wore me down. It wasn’t just his looks—even though his resemblance to a Viking god sure helped. Tall and muscular with blue eyes reminiscent of the Australian ocean, or a mountain lake, with his clear and honest stare. The one thing that made me fall hard and fast was his smile. The prefect reflection of who he is—charming, strong, honest, and wickedly funny.
He was the first person who was able to make me genuinely smile with true joy after months of going through the motions.
He made me feel alive again. And now I’ve lost it all… and he doesn’t even know how much he means to me. My last words to him being the cruelest I ever uttered. It’s a good thing I won’t have to live long with myself after what I’ve done.
I picture his face in all its glorious detail. I want the last thoughts I have be of the best thing that’s ever happened to me. The one who healed me, taught me to love, gave me strength to fight, and always believed in me.
The one who taught me how to fly.
While I picture the love of my life holding me in his arms, the door opens slowly and in walks my worst nightmare. I don’t try to fight my restraints. I already did, and there is no way to get out of these handcuffs.
Instead, I keep hold of my saving grace while my grim reaper walks toward me.
I concentrate on how Duncan’s lips felt against mine, how he worshiped my body, my scars.
I tune out the sound of the gun being cocked. I always hoped my ending, when it came, would be quick and painless—at least I will be given that.
I keep my eyes closed and my mind firmly in my fantasy, where I’m loved and happy, and not in this dark and empty prison.
Briefly, I wonder if anyone will ever find my body or if they will have to bury an empty coffin.
Suddenly, my chin is grabbed in a painful and unforgiving hold.
“Did you actually think you’d get away this easily? You fucking bitch, you ruined my life! I was going to have it all before you had to go and fucking leave!”
The pain in my jaw forces my eyes open. They collide with eyes, the deepest brown they look black, staring back at me. But none of the warmth I’ve seen before is present right now. All I see is an abyss of hatred, madness, and cold determination.
I guess it won’t be quick after all. I close my eyes again. Hoping against hope for peace.
“Ah no, darling. You don’t want to miss what comes next. I have plans for you. And I need you present to enjoy them.”
A menacing smile spreads across the face in front of me.
“Let’s have some fun…”

©Kira Berger

Chapter One

I stare at the sunrise above the ocean through the tiny plane window next to me. The beautiful orange, red, and golden glow gives me a sense of peace I haven’t felt in a long time. I watch as the sun slowly bathes the world in its warmth, greeting a new day, a new beginning—seemingly giving me a chance to start anew.
While I watch as in the distance a new day breaks, I muse about what lies before me. I have never been afraid of jumping into the unknown—be it studying abroad by myself, traveling the world, or falling in love. But that was the old me—the young, carefree person who’s never been touched by darkness.
Being from a small town in south-east France, moving to the city or even a foreign country is something everyone fantasized about. I’ve lived in London for years, but the dream has been to live in America, the country my mother left behind as a twenty-five-year-old orphan. I just wish the circumstances of why I’m finally moving weren’t so dire.
Leaving Europe behind is freeing, yet scary nonetheless.
The last month has passed by in a blur. Once I realized I couldn’t stay where I was, I reached out to one of my teachers from an exchange year I spent in Chicago who I kept in touch with. It’s been a whirlwind and for once luck was on my side; he had a friend, who’s a high school principal in a Philadelphia suburb, one who was in dire need of an English teacher. Apparently, the previous teacher suddenly moved away due to a family emergency. While it’s sad for her, for me it couldn’t have been more perfect. And after a two-hour Skype interview with Mr. Harris, I accepted the job offer. I left Europe within three weeks.
The sudden descent of the plane brings be me back to the present. Judging from the seat belt sign blinking on, I guess we’re about to land. Finally. While I love flying, I’m ready to be back on solid ground and out of this flying tin can.
Half an hour later, we safely touch down at the international airport in Philadelphia. Going through customs takes forever, like always.
Most of my stuff fits into two suitcases. Everything with emotional value is in them, along with my clothes and important documents. Everything else, I’ve left behind. They don’t matter since the things killing me not to have with me aren’t earthly possessions anyway.
Another lucky break has been finding an apartment which comes furnished. Mr. Harris has been amazing with accommodating me. Not just with finding me a place to stay, but also having the previous English teacher give me her lesson plans for the first couple of months.
Seeing my two cases come around the belt, I move to the front to grab them. Rolling them back to the cart, I heave them onto it, trying to keep the stupid thing from moving away from me. I really wish they’d have a lock on the wheels to make sure they stay immobile.
Ugh.
When I finally manage to get myself organized with my luggage, I’m breathing heavily. Wow, I guess I should start exercising. One day soon, I tell myself my ever-present lie.
I move toward the exit and walk into the sweltering Pennsylvania summer heat. Fucking hell, why did no one tell me the humidity here is this crazy? One step outside and I’m sweating already.
I am looking around for a cab when I hear my name being called, “Alex!”
Startled, I look around, trying to figure out who yelled my name. I’m shocked to see my old professor stand before me with a cheeky grin on his face.
“What are you doing here, Tom?”
Chuckling, he replies, “I was in the area. You know Luna has family out here, so we thought we’d come out to celebrate Labor Day with them.”
I have to snort at this. It’s rather pathetic how bad of a liar he still is. They came out here so that I wouldn’t arrive and be alone my first weekend; the smirk he can’t hide shows this clear as day. I guess it’s their good fortune they have family in Philly and we can all pretend this is why they’re here.
Makes it easier.
“Of course, you do. How is the wife anyway? How come she isn’t part of this welcome committee?”
I smile at the thought of Luna. While Tom is your stereotypical professor with elbow patches and glasses, his wife is the complete opposite. I guess the best way to describe her is free-spirited. Or a hippie. I’m pretty sure she used to have dreads at some point in her past.
They’re both teachers at the University of Illinois. Tom is the head of the education department, while Luna is the head of Women’s Studies. Quite the pair, but it seems to work perfectly. Luna always used to tell me Tom’s the calm to her hurricane.
I am extremely lucky to have met them, no doubt about it. Luna and I developed a friendship during one of her classes that went beyond the classroom. She ended up inviting me to holidays and weekend excursions. I know, it sounds weird, but when you are alone in a different country you welcome a setting that reminds you of your family. Plus, turkey for Thanksgiving at their place was a lot better than eating alone in my dorm room.
“She’s well. She had a meeting with her publisher in New York today. You know for her new book coming out soon?” At my nod, he continues, “Also, she told me to tell you, she’s insisting you come with us to the party tomorrow.” Lifting a hand, he halts any protests he knows are coming. “Don’t even start, you know she’ll just come and force you to join us anyway.”
I sigh, he’s right. There is no way I’ll get out of this one. “Fine.”
“Great. Now get in here and give me a hug. I haven’t seen you in ages! Skype just isn’t the same.” Without waiting for me to move, Tom steps forward and hugs me hard.
“I’m so sorry, girl,” he whispers.
My arms involuntary squeeze him tight. “I’m all right,” I lie.
I move out of his embrace and clear my throat. I don’t do well with emotions. I was never one of those people who can show them easily to begin with, and the last few years only made it worse.
“Welp, shall we go then, driver,” I joke to defuse the emotionally laden situation.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says with a laugh. “Let’s go. My car is this way.” He points straight ahead.
We walk across the street toward a black Jeep Grand Cherokee. Whistling through my teeth, I tease him, “Damn. An SUV. Do you hate our planet that much?”
“Be nice. It’s what they gave us when we arrived. Not even joking, it was the last one left. Luna wasn’t impressed either. She already gave me shit for two hours afterward. Please, spare me.”
“All right, all right, all right,” I give my best Matthew McConaughey impression, causing Tom to laugh out loud, drawing the eye of the people around us.
“Your impersonation skills have not gotten any better over the years.”
I place my hand over my heart in mock hurt. “Hey! Are you saying my practicing was all for naught?”
“Pretty much. I’m surprised you aren’t talking like some posh snob from England anyway. That’s pretty impressive.” The laughter leaving me at his comment is something I haven’t done in months. I’ve lived in England for six years, so it’s not such a stretch to imagine I’d end up with an accent. “Yeah, I worked hard to avoid sounding like a Brit. My mom spent too much time teaching me one accent to lose it.”
After we load my luggage into the trunk, I move to the passenger door, while admiring the interior.
“You know,” I say while getting comfortable, “while I hate the amount of gas this car uses and the deteriorating effect it has on the environment, it’s a really nice one. I love this leather interior—it’s comfortable.”
“That reminds me, have you figured out what you’ll do about a car? You know this is America, not London.” He smirks at me. “You can’t rely on public transport to go anywhere unless you live in the city.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m aware. I don’t even know how far the apartment is from work, but I have a feeling I’ll need to drag my ass out of bed tomorrow and go lease one.” I sigh, already dreading the experience.
“How about I come with you. The party isn’t until three anyway. We’ll go to a dealership in the area in the morning. How does that sound?”
“Actually, it sounds amazing. Thank you. I was not looking forward to it. I hate car shopping. So, I appreciate the help.” I smile at Tom gratefully. “Even though I will say it wasn’t necessary; I’m grateful you came out this weekend.”
“We’re family, girl. Luna thinks of you as a little sister, especially after what you did for us—for Luna. We’ll never forget it and will never be able to repay you.”
I avert my eyes, looking out the window while trying to blink back the tears. “I did what anyone would have done. All I did was drive Luna to the hospital and sit with her while we waited for you.”
“Alex,” he says with a heavy sigh and places a hand on my arm. “You did a lot more than just sit with her. If not for you, she’d have been alone, sitting on a cold and empty hospital bed mourning the baby we’d just lost, waiting for me to get there. You were her lifeline, telling her funny stories of your brother and all the shenanigans you two got up to. You were there when she needed someone the most.”
I look at him, my chest filling with emotions I’m unused to. It was a mixture of gratitude, love, and… belonging. “Then I’m glad I was there to give her some comfort during a horrible time.” I try to smile, but I know I fail miserably since I can feel my lip wobbling.
“Me too, honey. Me too. And you know, we’re here in case you need to talk about—”
“I don’t,” I interrupt abruptly, my tone sharp. I don’t ever want to talk about what happened. The past is going to stay buried deep in the abyss of my consciousness. “I’m fine. I don’t need to talk about anything. Let the past stay where it belongs.”
He looks at me for a moment. And by the way he’s rolling his lip between his teeth, and the intensity in his eyes, I can tell he’s trying to see behind my mask. I’m not sure what he sees, but thankfully he lets it go.
Shaking his head, he straightens in his seat and turns the ignition. “Can you program your new address into the GPS? I don’t want to end up getting lost in the hills of suburbia.”
Looking at the gadget in front of me, I decide to give it the good ol’ try. I’m sure it can’t be that difficult. “Sure, let’s do this.”

AUTHOR BIO

Kira Berger is a child of the world with a severe case of wanderlust. She’s lived in both North America and Europe. Currently, she’s living in London and enjoys everything the diverse city has to offer.

She’s always been a dreamer and closet romantic. And after obtaining her MA in English and Publishing, she finally decided to bring the stories floating around in her head and distracting her from real life onto paper.

If she’s not writing or working – which is pretty much most of the time – she can be found reading, traveling all over the world to visit friends, cuddle with her cat, or ride on the back of her horse through the countryside, preferably during the winter months.

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#NewRelease The Real by Kate Stewart @authorklstewart #Standalone #TheReal #OurReviews

Contemporary Romance

Stand Alone

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We’re celebrating the release of THE REAL by Kate Stewart!

OUR REVIEW:

The Real is a unique romance. Abbie Gorman has been through some difficult relationships and she’s not sure if she is ready to put her heart out on the line again soon. She wants to keep a bit of distance by connecting through the computer.

“You don’t have to know every sordid detail about someone to truly love them.”

When Cameron Bledsoe tries to get past her defenses, she sets down ground rules. Leave your baggage behind, start with a clean slate and leave the past in the past.

“I knew no matter what his bags held I was in love with him and that wouldn’t change. I opted for safe and prayed whatever his held didn’t come with a price I couldn’t pay.”

Both Abbie and Cameron find that strength lies in admitting weaknesses and together they are stronger.

“Everything about him appealed to me—his size, his strength, his beauty, him.”

I thought that I had figured out the twists in this story, but wow was I wrong! I might have guessed a bit of what was going on, but not everything and I loved the feeling of surprise when things were revealed!

“I feel like before I met you, I was treading water…”

The Real is the first book by Kate Stewart that I’ve read and I really enjoyed the writing, the unique storyline, the quirky characters, and the amazing twists. I definitely need to read more of this author.

-4.5 Stars-

-Diane-

Blurb:

They say it happens when you least expect it.

It did for me.

It started the moment I saw the simple message pop up on my computer screen:

Cameron’s Mac: Hi.

And when I met the eyes of the gorgeous man messaging me from across the coffee shop, I never thought my reply would lead to the most intense, sexual, and passionate relationship of my life.

We both agreed to check our bags at the door and put our future hopes and aspirations on the table.

It worked.

I fell in love with his no holds barred attitude, sexy smirk, and undeniably good heart . . . and for a while we forgot about our baggage. We happily tripped over it to get to the other, neither of us willing to show the contents of our pasts in the off chance it could ruin us.

We built our love on a foundation of gray.

It was life in black and white that threatened to tear us apart.

EXCERPT:

Cameron’s Mac: Hi.

I looked above my laptop and took a deep breath before I accepted his invitation.

Abbie’s Mac: Hi.

Abbie, he’s going to wear your skin! I tried to ignore my inner voice.

Cameron’s Mac: I saw you with the homeless guy.

Abbie’s Mac: Ok?

He took a sip out of his Real Men Love Pomeranians mug and shrugged before he typed.

Cameron’s Mac: So, that was nice of you. Most people in the city just walk on by.

Abbie’s Mac: Oh. Most people do walk past Bennie. But he’s different and I’m not most people.

He lifted a brow and bit his lip.

Cameron’s Mac: I see that. 

Cameron’s Mac: Want to have your next cup with me?

Say yes, say yes! It’s only coffee!

Abbie’s Mac: No, thank you.

You idiot.

His brows drew tight with his frown.

Cameron’s Mac: Sure? How about some breakfast?

My pulse raced with the memory of my last reaction to that type of attention and the consequences, and I answered without another thought.

Abbie’s Mac: No, thanks.

His chuckle was deep and covered me, even across the space between us. He bit his full bottom lip as he typed, his smirk still intact.

Fuck. Me. Damn it, Abbie!

Cameron’s Mac: Well, I guess today is not my day.

Abbie’s Mac: That’s all you’ve got?

I had no clue why I sent that message . . . why I was bothered that he didn’t try harder. Just that fucking smirk. It was sexy as hell.

He read my message and shrugged as he typed.

Cameron’s Mac: You seem to enjoy coffee. I don’t have an agenda. You’re beautiful, I noticed. I wanted to drink coffee with you. You said no. I’m going to scrape up the rest of my pride now and head out.

He closed his laptop and stood while I deflated. Damn it. He was being nice. Since when are guys just . . . nice?

Am I a man hater? Have I become that woman?

I spoke up as he slipped his computer into a worn leather bag.

“I’m sorry,” I offered in quick apology. “I was expecting some horrible line or screwed up proposition. The web, messaging, anything that has to do with technology has been hazardous for me. I’ve seen enough unsolicited dick pics for a lifetime. I was just being cautious.” And that was the truth. But I’d said it aloud in verbal vomit. Did I really say “dick pics” out loud?

He chuckled again as he looked down at me from where he stood, then grinned.

“Today isn’t the right day.” The husky baritone of his voice matched the silky hue of his eyes, which seemed to darken as he looked me over.

“No?” I asked in a whisper as I sized up his six-foot-plus frame and imagined the possibilities.

“No,” he said. “Maybe we can not have coffee again sometime?”

He’d tapped out with a simple ‘no’ from me. He couldn’t have been that interested in the first place.

I couldn’t deny the disappointment welling up in my ovaries.

Okay.” I lifted the last syllable when he didn’t press further.

Cameron pulled out his wallet and set some money on his table then walked over to mine and did the same.

“At least let me buy your next cup.”

After setting the bills down, he stood over me briefly and I caught his scent—purely masculine. I inhaled as much as I could without being obvious. He didn’t smell like a psycho.

Cameron picked up his man–bag while I pictured running my fingers through his messy, inches thick, dark-brown hair.

Don’t let him leave. Tell him you aren’t that big of a bitch. But that would seem desperate. You aren’t desperate. But you are horny. Omg, are you horny??

As if reading my thoughts, I caught another flash of his teeth and had to bite my cheek to keep my reaction in check.

“I’ll see you.”

“Yeah, see you. And thanks,” I said to his retreating back, an octave louder than necessary. “For the coffee,” I added. Outside the window, Cameron bent and exchanged words with Bennie before sticking some cash in his hand.

Well, Abbie. Guess you’ll just have to wait until the next time you roll out of bed and a beautiful man hits on you. Should happen again, you IDIOT!

Once again, my hesitance had cost me. And I couldn’t help but feel like this time it cost me big.

Sagging into my seat, I continued to stare in his direction, watching those broad shoulders walk out of my life.

About the Author:

Kate Stewart lives in Charleston, S.C. with her husband, Nick, and her naughty beagle, Sadie. A native of Dallas, Kate moved to Charleston three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, and declaring it her creative muse. Kate pens messy, sexy, angst-filled contemporary romance as well as romantic comedy and erotic suspense because it’s what she loves as a reader. A lover of all things ’80s and ’90s, especially John Hughes films and rap, she dabbles a little in photography, can knit a simple stitch scarf for necessity only and does a horrible job of playing the ukulele. Aside from running a mile without collapsing, traveling is the only other must on her bucket list. On occasion, she does very well at vodka.

Contact Kate- Email-authorkatestewart@gmail.com

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#NewRelease Murder Notes (Lilah Love #1) by Lisa Renee Jones @LisaReneeJones #RomanticSuspense #PageTurner #Thriller #OurReviews

MURDER NOTES by Lisa Renee Jones

Lilah Love #1

MARCH 27, 2018

Our Review:

Murder Notes is a fast paced romantic suspense that just grabbed me from the start and pulled me right into the story.

“I was Lilah Love then, but now, damn it, I am Murder Girl. I’m her because dead bodies have a way of talking to me, and if they didn’t, there would be more dead bodies, more murders I didn’t stop.”

FBI profiler, Agent Lilah Love has to return to her hometown while investigating a series of seeming execution style murders. The victims have nothing in common except the method of the murder and the only common thread is Lilah herself.

“My dilemma now becomes, how do I solve this case and not convict myself in the process?”

When Lilah left she left behind Kane Mendez the son of a cartel leader. She needed to keep her distance from that sexy temptation.

“He’s a tall drink of poison that I’ve already swallowed and felt the repercussions from.”

Murder Notes is the first book in a new series featuring FBI Agent Lilah Love and it’s the first book I’ve read by this author. All I can say is I am now a big fan! I can hardly wait for the next book in this series, but I think I’ll check out some more Lisa Renee Jones books while waiting!

-4.5 Stars!!-

-Diane-

ABOUT

New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones’s heart-pounding thriller of a woman’s secrets—and a past that’s about to come out of hiding…

As an FBI profiler, it’s Lilah Love’s job to think like a killer. And she is very good at her job. When a series of murders surface—the victims all stripped naked and shot in the head—Lilah’s instincts tell her it’s the work of an assassin, not a serial killer. But when the case takes her back to her hometown in the Hamptons and a mysterious but unmistakable connection to her own life, all her assumptions are shaken to the core.

Thrust into a troubled past she’s tried to shut the door on, Lilah’s back in the town where her father is mayor, her brother is police chief, and she has an intimate history with the local crime lord’s son, Kane Mendez. The two share a devastating secret, and only Kane understands Lilah’s own darkest impulses. As more corpses surface, so does a series of anonymous notes to Lilah, threatening to expose her. Is the killer someone in her own circle? And is she the next target?

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EXCERPT #1

I scan the ocean, expecting it to turn to blood, but it simply crashes to the shore.

I turn to the house and take a step, then stop abruptly, a shadow flickering by the house. A shiver runs down my spine. There it is again. Another shadow. Someone is there. It’s then that I flash back to being on this very sand, with Kane grabbing my arms and saying, “I’ll take care of it.” And I let him, and did so without asking questions, until it was too late to change the outcome. Because I was weak that night and he was strong. But I am not weak anymore.

I pull my weapon and start running for the house, wind in my hair and face, my heart thundering in my ears, and I don’t stop until I’m staring at the blood splattered all over the patio glass, some kind of note pinned in the center. Adrenaline surges through me, but I am in my Otherworld now. I retain my cool. I walk to the patio door, using the end of my shirt to open the door, and then I systematically search every inch of the house. When I know I’m alone, I walk to my bag, pull on gloves and then walk back outside, yanking the note off the door. Returning back inside, I lock the door and pull the blinds and then I open the note. At the top is the alphabet, pasted in paper letters, with an X across the letter A. The note reads:

A is for the Apple a day that keeps the doctor away. But a doctor couldn’t help him, could he?

I KNOW.

EXCERPT #2

“This is getting us nowhere. Go home, Kane!” And I don’t wait for his reply. I start running for the house, my hair and clothes drenched by the time I yank open the sliding glass door and rush inside, but when I turn to shut the door behind me, Kane shoves his way in, sealing us inside. “I said go the fuck home, Kane.”

“Not yet,” he says, shackling my arm and walking into me as he pulls me closer, his hand releasing my arm to move to my spine, the other at the back of my head. “And in case you didn’t get that. Let me speak your language. Not fucking yet.” His mouth closes down on mine, and
he is kissing me, his tongue stroking long against mine. The taste of him is familiar in a way no one else would understand. It’s dirty. It’s sexy. It’s that addictive danger that is Kane Mendez. It’s a man who I do know would have killed for me, and I wanted him to. Oh God. I wanted him to.

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NEXT BOOK IN THE SERIES

MURDER GIRL by Lisa Renee Jones

Lilah Love #2

July 10, 2018

ABOUT

New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones returns with the second book in her electrifying series featuring Lilah Love, an FBI profiler who doesn’t fight her dark side—she embraces it.

It’s Lilah Love’s job to inhabit a killer’s mind. The unapologetically tough FBI profiler is very comfortable there. But her latest case is making her head spin. It’s a string of brutal assassinations carried out across the country, each tied to a mysterious tattoo. Body by body, she’s followed the clues all the way back to her hometown. And every step of the way, the killer has been following her.

Here, beneath the glamour of the privileged Hamptons community, is a secret long buried but never forgotten. It’s bigger than Lilah. It’s powerful enough to escape the reach of the FBI. And it’s more personal than anyone can imagine. Because it’s hiding in Lilah’s own past. To fight it, she’s forced to turn to her lethally tempting ex, Kane Mendez. He’s an expert at bringing out Lilah’s darkest impulses. If she plans to survive, she’s going to need them.

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ABOUT LISA RENEE JONES

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series.

In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling DIRTY MONEY and WHITE LIES series. Presently, Lisa is working on her Lilah Love series to be published by Montlake.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

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#NewRelease A Case Of Serendipity by K.J. Farnham #Standalone #QuirkyHeroine #ContemporaryRomance

Could something more be brewing between these two and this coffeehouse case?

Title: A Case of Serendipity

Author: K.J. Farnham

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 20, 2018

A super fun, light romance, A Case Of Serendipity is a story that is quick to get drawn into and easy reading.

“He shakes his head. “I’m an idiot.”

“You are,” I say, nodding and cracking a grin. “And a terrible dancer, too.”

When workaholic lawyer Henry Mancuso is looking for someone to be the face of his class action lawsuit, a series of serendipitous events keep bringing him in contact with quirky heroine Ruth Bateman.

This was the first book by K.J. Farnham that I’ve read and it will not be the last. I thoroughly enjoyed this story!

-4.5 Stars!-

-Diane-

★ BLURB ★

Ruth Bateman is at her wit’s end. If Bucky’s Beans doesn’t stop spamming her phone with discount codes for frou-frou java concoctions, she’s going to flip. After multiple failed attempts to unsubscribe, Ruth takes to the company’s Facebook page to vent her frustration over the never-ending texts.

When attorney, Henry Mancuso, stumbles upon Ruth’s complaint, he has no idea that a simple Facebook scroll is going to change his life. Now, he has to get Ruth to agree to a class action lawsuit when she’s just looking for some peace on her mobile device—not a drawn-out case against a coffeehouse giant.

As Ruth and Henry battle the legal waters, a friendship full of fun and spontaneity blooms. But could something more be brewing between these two and this coffeehouse case?

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★ EXCERPT ★

Still standing on my bed, I glance out the window and wonder if any of the condo residents across the river are watching me. One second, I’m watching a show on C-SPAN about the science and physics behind the conveniences of everyday life, and the next I’m reading a message from Ruth Bateman and jumping on my bed. Anthony is right. I am a nerdy lawyer.

Clutching my phone, I hop off my bed and retrieve the remote for my blinds from the drawer of my nightstand. As I hold down the button to close them, I scrutinize the mess I’ve made of my bed.

I’m straightening my sheets and comforter when my phone dings. Anxious to see if it’s Ruth Bateman, I stub my toe, causing the nail to bend backward. But that doesn’t stop me from pacing as I read the email that could set the Bucky’s case into motion.

Hi again, Henry. (I hope it’s okay if I call you that. Please feel free to call me Ruth.) My email address is ruthieb@gmail.com. Just so you’re aware, I don’t want to be involved with a lawsuit, nor do I want any sort of compensation from Bucky’s. (I assume you don’t do anything without the prospect of getting paid, so that’s why I’m bringing this up.) All I want is for the texts to stop.

 

Have a good night and enjoy the rest of your weekend!

 

Ruth

“Okay,” I whisper, as I make my way to my office. I have a habit of thinking out loud when I’m trying to solve a problem, and Ruth’s comment about not wanting to be involved with a lawsuit has problem written all over it. “Maybe she’ll change her mind when she sees how many others are receiving the texts . . .” I type as I talk. “Maybe she’ll want to be more involved then.”

I’ve gone over this case in my head dozens upon dozens of times, so I know exactly what the letter to Ruth should say. Within five minutes, I’m done, and the message is whizzing through cyberspace to her inbox.

Now, I play the waiting game. I kill time by cleaning my keyboard with short bursts of compressed air. Then I dust and straighten the items on my desk—a stapler, a statue of the Empire State Building (which serves as the perfect paperweight) from when my family drove to New York City when I was in eighth grade, a framed photo of my family from last Christmas, and a magnetic paperclip holder.

By the time eleven o’clock rolls around, I decide it’s time to shut down my computer and head back to bed. Unlike me, Ruth Bateman must have better things to do on a Friday night than worry about unsolicited text messages from Bucky’s Beans.

★ BIO ★

K. J. Farnham writes contemporary fiction for women and young adults. Her books are character-driven and focus on realistic themes like love, relationships, self-doubt, and social issues. She tries to infuse humor into her writing when appropriate, because she believes laughter is crucial for navigating through rough patches in life.

Farnham is a former educator who grew up in the Milwaukee area and now lives in western Wisconsin with her husband and three children. When not keeping up with her kids, she can usually be found reading or writing. Coffee, acoustic music, beach outings, and road trips are among her favorite things.

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#NewRelease Come Again by Poppy Dunne @PoppyDWrites #RomCom #MustRead

Come Again by Poppy Dunne

Release Date: February 28th

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Cover Designer: Shanoff Design

OUR REVIEW:

It is truth universally acknowledged, that I can’t get enough of Poppy Dunne’s RomComs! They keep me off balance with her unique humor.

Emma is a off-beat, funny and quirky heroine who’s thoughts constantly go off on hilarious tangents.

“It’s like I finally found the clumsy, studly, perfect man to dance the naked mambo with. And the naked mambo is my favorite dance.”…

“He doesn’t see me as just a funny, dorky, kind of ridiculous person.”

Fraser Drake is the friend of Emma’s brother Justin. He is a bit of a stiff and staid, proper British gentlemen, the complete opposite in personality to Emma.

“Oh hoooo,” I say, articulate as always. “Come again?” he asks. I’ll never tire of how sexy he looks when he’s utterly confused by me.”

I just loved every character in this story. They all had so much personality and came to life right off the page. And all the Pride and Prejudice parallels were like treasures to discover as I read along!

-4.5 Stars-

-Diane-

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BLURB

It is truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession of a dead-end job, shoebox studio apartment, and zany, intensely loyal friends, must be in want of a man.

But in my wildest dreams, I never expected that man to remember me selling overpriced KoolAid in my Rainbow Brite underpants when I was six years old. Life is unpredictable.

Fraser Drake was the least sexy boy when we were growing up: all elbows and knees and khaki pleats and debate club. But right now, in my mother’s kitchen, he’s never looked hotter, more irresistible. Granted, he’s looking down on me as I expertly dance the sock hop scene from Grease. But behind those layers of haughty indifference, I detect the hint of lust.

He is everything I never knew I wanted. Since I met him, my feet haven’t touched the ground and my smile hasn’t left my face. His laugh is like a well-aged scotch, and I have a feeling I could get drunk on it.

If a Pride and Prejudice/Bridget Jones’s Diary mash-up but with more sex, sexual tension, and sexy sex, sounds good to you, you’ve come to the right place.

EXCERPT

Fraser was looking like a granite block of control before; at my words, he’s still got that chiseled expression, but it’s wonderful to see the light come back into his eyes. The hot, sexy light smoldering in those (warm, brown) eyes that are set in that (handsome, sculpted, take-me-now) face is enough to melt any woman’s heart. And panties.

“Thank you.” He gathers me against him, and kisses me. The first brush of lips is a quick reassurance, almost sweet. Then, the second time, it becomes deeper and slower. The heat turns up as he gathers a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back. I gasp, grazing his lower lip with my teeth. His whole body vibrates with that. We kiss again, falling deeper and deeper into each other. I start pulling at his tie, and have it off in seconds. He slides out of his jacket, which falls to the floor. Don’t worry, all my sweatpants and discarded bras will keep it company.

I really should clean up more. But not right now. Right now, sex is all I can think about, and clothes just get in the way of sex. It’s math.

Fraser stills as I unbutton his shirt, giving myself a glimpse of that rock hard, sculpted physique that I find I happily can’t get enough of. I’m like Pavlov’s dog now: whenever someone takes a shirt off, I start drooling.

I had to try to curb that last time Fraser and I had sex. It almost got awkward.

With my help, Fraser strips off his dastardly shirt in a matter of seconds. I shiver as my fingers play up the contours of his abs, his chest. I trail my touch down the steel and silk muscles of his arms. Holy shit, this man must work out a ton.

And to that I say: huzzah.

“I’m feeling a bit more exposed than you,” Fraser whispers in my ear, kissing down my neck. In a flash, he helps pull my shirt over my head, and a second later, I slide out of my work skirt. Now in only bra and panties, I gasp as Fraser picks me up. My legs straddle his waist as he carries me to the bed, and lays me down…on top of more crinkling cellophane.

“How many Doritos do you consume in a week?” His eyes stay molten as he says it, the desire in his voice never losing its edge. Apparently snacking is the most erotic thing on the planet. Lucky, lucky me.

“Some of these are Fritos,” I whisper back.

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#NewRelease Reed (Cold Fury #10) by Sawyer Bennett @BennettBooks #HotHotHot #ColdFuryHockey

Reed (Cold Fury, Book #10)

Sawyer Bennett

Release Date: February 6, 2018

OUR REVIEW:

Reed is the tenth book in the Cold Fury Hockey Series. Like the others it is a standalone and can be read separately or out of order. I’ve been reading these stories in no particular order and don’t feel like I’m missing out on anything.

Cold Fury hockey player Reed Olson enjoys his off season with a revolving door of summer fling Barbies until his sexy and smart neighbor Josie Ives comes knocking at the door. They start up a great friendship that begins to feel like more.

“A sudden wave of jubilation—a lightness of heart—sweeps through me. She’s so right. What could possibly be wrong about starting out as friends and going to lovers?”

I absolutely adored Reed! He was a thoughtful and caring hero to swoon over! This is a fun and flirty friends to lovers story but so much more. Lots of heat and emotion.

“there’s no time to think about other things.

Like Reed.

Sexy, funny, sweet, and did I say sexy Reed?

My friend.

Now my lover.

God this is confusing and I’m second-guessing everything.”

Synopsis:

Hockey season may be over, but in New York Times bestselling author Sawyer Bennett’s new novel, a

Carolina Cold Fury heartbreaker is heating things up off the ice and eager to score with the girl next

door.

No one skates like Reed Olson. In the off-season, no one plays like him either. After back-to-back

championships, Reed craves a different kind of action. Good thing there’s no shortage of women ready

for a summer fling with a sports star. Reed has a specific type—blond, busty, not too bright—and a little

black book full of options. But when his bed starts rocking, it’s his unexpectedly sexy neighbor who

comes knocking. And the brainy beauty is impossible to ignore.

Josie Ives desperately needs something her celebrity neighbor obviously doesn’t: sleep. His headboard

banging against the wall is keeping her up at night—not to mention inspiring some very naughty

dreams. Reed is everything she imagined: a little too good-looking, with a body that puts Greek gods to

shame. But he’s also funny and charming—a tempting combination. Josie’s the opposite of his type, yet

the chemistry between them is undeniable. Their friendship certainly has its benefits, and it’s heating up

to be so much more.

Sawyer Bennett’s New York Times bestselling Carolina Cold Fury series can be read together or

separately.

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A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy

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Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two.

When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal

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 #NewRelease Only Ever You (A Little Like Destiny #2) by Lisa Suzanne @LisaSuzanne24 #OurReviews @givemebooksblog

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Our Review: 


Only Ever You is the second book in the A Little Like Destiny series. After the WOW cliffhanger of book one, I couldn’t wait to read this one. I was not disappointed. 

“Every feeling of passion and desire and possibly love flows between us like a beam of light pulling us together. His face is shadowed, and I can’t see the color of his eyes, but I can still see the need there.”  

In Only Ever You, Reese has to choose between two loves. A steady, dependable and reliable love to build a future she can count on. Or a wild, unpredictable but powerful once in a lifetime kind of love. But just when she thinks she has made that choice, life throws a curveball and Reese has to choose who needs her more not who she needs. 

“Life hands us so many choices.”…

“But some choices are so difficult that no amount of musing, rumination, gut instinct, or meditation can help puzzle out the right answer. For me, that sort of choice centers on two people who just happen to be brothers.”

Author Lisa Suzanne weaves such an enthralling, complicated and twisty tale of love, life and choices. I was pulled into the story and just became addicted to the drama and angst! I can’t wait to read more and discover where this author is going to take me in book three. 

4.5 Stars!! 

-Diane- 



Title: Only Ever You

Series: A Little Like Destiny #2

Author: Lisa Suzanne

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: September 28, 2017

 

BLURB

 

Torn between two brothers, Reese Brady must choose whether to live out her fantasies or opt for stability. She bears the load of her guilt to the point of exhaustion, excusing unsavory behavior as a form of self-punishment. Despite the temptation of one man, she commits to the other.
When a family crisis strikes, Reese is forced into the arms of the wrong man. How will she comfort him when she longs to be with his brother?
 

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Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with her husband and baby boy. She’s a former high school English teacher and college composition instructor. When she’s not cuddling baby Mason, she can be found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends.  

 

 

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#NewRelease Sexcation by Heidi McLaughlin #FunInTheSun #Standalone #OurReviews 



Our Review: 

Sexcation begins as a bit of a holiday fling, but emotions get tangled up and what starts with a few lies quickly becomes a complicated mess. 
“…he’s now sitting on the chaise next to me, acting as if it’s an everyday occurrence to kiss a complete stranger.”



Growing up Story didn’t have many friends. She was looked down upon because of her parents occupation. She takes the opportunity of a vacation in Bermuda to pretend to be someone different. It was a get away from reality for ‘Jade’, to just enjoy and live life. 
Jackson is ready to embark on the next phase of his career. He will be moving to the U.S. to expand his family’s business. 
“Even behind closed doors, he kisses me deeper than he did outside, leaving me breathless and having to remind myself that this is just a game with a one-week expiration date.”



A really cute and pretty original premise, fun banter and a swoon-worthy hero carried this story along. This is my first book by this author and I really enjoyed the story! 

4.5 Stars!! 

-Diane- 


Title: SexcationAuthor: Heidi McLaughlin

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release: August 24, 2017

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Blurb:

He’s British.

She’s American.

They meet on vacation.

And agree to fake name each other.

One is lying about everything.

The other is telling the truth.

They’re about to embark on a sexcation.

But what happens when it’s over?

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“Heidi McLaughlin does it again with this delightfully sexy read. Sexcation lines its chapters with rich character development, sex that doesn’t have you skipping pages, witty banter/plot and belly laughs for days. These characters have jumped from the story and straight into my heart. 5 sweet yet sinful stars!” – K.Pinson, Author of Between the Raindrops

 

“With a sexy, British-accented hero & a tropical setting that had me longing for the beach, Sexcation is the perfect fictional getaway.” – USA Today Best Selling Author, Cindi Madsen

 

“A sexy vacation romance perfect for your next summer read!” – Sarah Robinson, Best Selling Author of NUDES

 

“A book that kept a smile on face the whole time. I fell in love from the first word and couldn’t stop reading till the end.” – Natasha Madison, Best Selling Author

 

“The sexy as sin vacation we all dream about! Heidi McLaughlin does it again with Sexcation, a steamy read turned epic romance that will leave you rooting for that happy ending. Five sizzling stars!” – Best Selling Author, Amy Briggs


Excerpt:

I laugh and find myself tempted by her hand, which sits on the metal table. After our impromptu snogging session, Jade put on a nice little sundress which has my imagination running wild and some strappy sandals. Her toes are painted a turquoise blue. I found it a little weird at first; normally I see reds or pinks on toes, but rarely a blue colour. I quite like it. I like it a lot. In fact, I’ve yet to find something about this woman I don’t like.

“And yet, you didn’t. I came over and kissed you. You could’ve punched me, kicked me in the nuts, or groped me. I’m grateful you let me kiss you the way I did.”

She blushes again. “Why did you? I’m sure there are other, more beautiful women at the resort that would’ve been happy to oblige you.”

“But then I wouldn’t be here with my pretend wife, trying to get to know more about her.”

Her eyes don’t waver from mine as she takes a sip of her cocktail. “Do you really want to get to know me?”

“The fake you, yes. I don’t want to get cornered by one of the triplets and not know my facts.”

“Are they in fact, triplets?”

I shake my head. “I haven’t got a bloody clue, to be honest with you. Fake tits all look the same at the end of the day.”

Her mouth falls open into a sexy little O and images of other ways I can make that happen pop straight into mind. “I named them Muffy, Tuffy, and Buffy. The names seemed fitting,” she says with a shrug.

I crack the fuck up. “Then that is what we’ll call them until they leave.”

“Do you know when that is? Or what room they’re in?”

I lean over the table and pick her hand up. “They leave after us, and no, I don’t, thank goodness. I don’t care either. I made you a promise and I always keep my promises.” I bring her hand to my lips and let them linger against her skin until a passer-by makes a comment about us being in love.

Not love, lust though, and I couldn’t be happier that I chose her to be my distraction this week. When I finally let go of her hand, she picks up her drink and finishes it.

“Want another one?” I ask, already standing by the time she nods. I lean down and kiss the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. The smell of grapefruit assaults my senses, making my heart race. I groan as I walk into the restaurant. I could’ve easily waited for the waitress to come back to us, but I needed to step away from Jade for a minute. She’s fucking deadly with her innocent façade and I have a strong reason to believe I’m going to fall victim to her and love every minute of it.

When I walk out, there’s a bloke talking to her as if it’s an everyday occurrence. I have never been jealous of any man until now. The pure rage I feel, watching him talk to my pretend wife almost takes over my body, yet I find the will to let it go. Who am I to stand in the way of her potential hook-ups?

Author Bio:

Heidi is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author.

Originally from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell, Buttercup and a Highland West/Mini Schnauzer, JiLL and her brother, Racicot.

When she’s isn’t writing one of the many stories planned for release, you’ll find her sitting court-side during either daughter’s basketball games.

Heidi’s first novel, Forever My Girl, will be in theaters on October 27, 2017, starring Alex Roe and Jessica Rothe.

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#NewRelease Muscle Memory by Stylo Fantôme #TheHeartNeverForgets #Standalone 



Our Review:

Muscle Memory is beautifully written, like a puzzle where the reader must collect the pieces to create a completed picture. 

Jon wakes up in a hospital after an accident with no memory of his life or how he got there. He takes what help he is able to get and tries to move forward and create a new identity while still wondering who he was in his past. 
“He looked over to his left side, to the empty mattress next to him. Then he stretched his arm out, laying his hand palm down in the space. “Who were you?” he whispered. “And where are you now?”
In the two sides to the story, the past with Jayson and the present with Jon, the hero often seems like such different people, but the circumstances that influence him are so different. 
“I don’t know her, but she’s in my blood and in my bones and in my body. I wake up reaching for her, but can’t remember her ever being there. I turn around to look for her, then realize she was never with me. She’s my ghost, she haunts me. I don’t remember her, but I know her.”  
In Muscle Memory, Author Stylo Fantôme weaves a gorgeous, powerful and highly emotional second chance story that tells of a romance so strong it leaves a mark that cannot be ignored. 

4.5 Stars!

-Diane- 

Title: Muscle Memory

Author: Stylo Fantôme 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 28, 2017

 

BLURB
Her lips, the way she feels, how she moves against me. Her voice when she laughs, her eyes when she cries. Her soul connected to mine, for better or for worse, for all eternity.
I don’t remember.
A blank face. Unrecognizable. The darkness and impenetrable fog, day after day after day. Who am I? And for that matter, who is she?
I can’t remember.
Two sides to the same coin – one wants to remember, and the other wants to stay forgotten. Which side will win? Can he trust his heart to bring him back to her? Or will she stay lost in the fog forever?
I might never remember.

Warning: features adult themes

 

 

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AUTHOR BIO

 

Crazy woman from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

 

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

 

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

 

 

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#NewRelease Balance Check (#MyNewLife #2) by M.E. Carter #FunnyAndSwoony #FavoriteAuthor 


Title: Balance Check

A #MyNewLife Novel

Author: M.E. Carter

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: August 18, 2017

Our Review: 

  I needed Balance Check (book 2 in the #MyNewLife Series) after the way Getting A Grip left me hanging! I was really rooting for Elena to find her Greg (or at least a little bit of Tripp on the side!) 

“Tripp flashes me a perfect smile full of perfect teeth and a perfectly wicked twinkle in his eye. I may be a tad dazzled by him. Just a tad.” 

Greg returns but Elena is wary of handing him her heart again and worried that he can’t be counted on to stick around and put her first in his life. 

“But years of getting screwed over has made her leery and less trusting.”

Balance Check is an easy to read story that highlights the heart and humor (and maybe a bit of a moral) that can be found in the everyday.  

“Yes, I’m desperate. No, I don’t want to seem that way. She likes calm, cool, collected Greg. I can introduce her to neurotic, overly-excited Greg later.” 

I loved this whole story and especially the adorable epilogue, but for some reason I’m now craving hot dogs! 😉 
4.5 Stars!

-Diane- 

BLURB

 Life has a funny way of throwing you off balance.

 Take me for example. I spent years in a bad marriage with a self-serving ass, only to have the love of my life show up when I least expected him. Greg helped me on my journey of self discovery and taught me that, no, I’m not perfect. But I’m perfectly me. It was an amazing journey.

 We laughed hard. We loved even harder.

 And then he was suddenly and cruelly ripped away from me by the unclenching jaws of fate.

 Ok, so it wasn’t that dramatic. And I really need to stop watching the Investigation Channel.

But now Greg is back and as it turns out, re-incorporating someone into your life isn’t that easy. Between jobs, kids, and barely-there friendships, life and love can be messy. Making it all work is a balancing act.

But we’re determined to get it in check.

 

 

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Our Review: 

 Getting A Grip is a wonderful and unique story that is more than a RomCom. Although it is definitely humorous, it is also real and full of heart and emotion. 

“Elena, you’re a woman, not a child. You’re supposed to have curves and scars and embellishments.” 

“Embellishments? Is that what we’re calling cellulite now?”

Elana is a 40 year old divorced woman trying to navigate and ‘get a grip’ on life and love after her husband left her for “Home-Wrecking Husband-Stealing Barbie.” 

“I would have laid into her so hard.” 

“No, you wouldn’t have.” She pulls the door open and we step inside the cool building as I concede her point. 

“Ok, fine, I wouldn’t have. But I would have thought very strongly about it!” 

There is snark, attempted flirting, lots of baby gymnastics, juice boxes, hot dogs and “A perfect, beautiful, Adonis of a guy….” and an ending that left me dying to read the next part of this story in book two.  
4.5 Stars!

-Diane- 

 

AUTHOR BIO

 

Mother, reader, storyteller—ME Carter never set out to write books. But when a friend practically forced a copy of Twilight into her hands, the love of the written word she had lost as a child was rekindled. With a story always rolling around in her head, it should come as no surprise that she finally started putting them on paper. She lives in Texas with her four children, Mary, Elizabeth, Carter and Bug, who sadly was born long after her pen name was created, and will probably need extensive therapy because of it. 

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