#NewRelease Just A Little Junk by Stylo Fantôme @StyloFantome @GiveMeBooksBlog #RomComSuspense #OurReviews #JunkInTheTrunk 

Title: Just a Little Junk

Author: Stylo Fantôme

Genre: Romantic Suspense/Comedy

Release Date: May 22, 2017

Our Review: 

Just a Little Junk is a blend of RomCom with suspenseful murder mystery…doesn’t sound like it would work, but it does. 

Jo wakes up hungover and discovers a dead man in the trunk of her car. Her first action is to ask the help of her neighbor and friend, Archer. 

“She was his friend’s little sister –off limits. He was her brother’s sexy out-of-her-league friend –untouchable.” 


 Archer’s advice is that together they try to figure out her missing memories of the past night before going to the police. He has compelling reasons and Jo goes along with the plan. But is not long before Jo’s situation snowballs from bad to ‘things can’t get any worse’ to even WORSE!

“Look, we’re going to go in, act normal. Remember to smile. You frown all the time.”

“I do not”

“You’re frowning right now.” 

“Because there’s a dead body in my trunk!”

“Blah, Blah, Blah”

The story only gets wilder as it goes along and there are twists at many of the turns! Lots of humor and fun banter. But woven throughout this wild story is a growing awareness and connection between Jo and Archer. 

“It was their nature to tease and bicker and banter, but in reality, she was terrified. These were serious bad guys, shit was going down. Archer could get hurt, or worse. Just the thought of it made her heart crack and splinter. What would she do without him in her life?” 

This story really took me by surprise. Somehow it was exactly what I expected and at the same time, nothing like I expected. A thoroughly enjoyable read! 

4 Stars! 

-Diane- 

BLURB
Jodi Morgan is having a bad weekend.

 After partying a little too hard, she wakes up with a monster hangover and almost no recollection of the night before. So imagine her surprise when she looks in her trunk and instead of finding a spare tire, she finds the last guy she’d danced with before blacking out.

Who is he? How did he get in there? How did he die? And oh dear lord, did she kill him!?
When her older brother’s best friend offers to help, things start looking up. They’ve known each other since she was thirteen, and ten years later, he still treats her like a little kid – surely, committing felonies has to trigger some sort of spark. Together, they wind up going on an adventure that takes them all over Los Angeles. From raves to penthouses to strip clubs. All in the search for the answer to her question.
Who is the dead guy in my trunk!?
*Warning: This book contains some dark humor, a lot of witty banter, and two characters making more bad decisions than good ones. Also contains adult themes, language, and graphic sexual activity.

 

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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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❤🔥❤🔥Review By TashaM ❤🔥❤🔥

Please don’t read this review if you haven’t read the other books before this….


Firstly I have binged read this whole series and utterly loved it. Meeting the Gallo family was an outstanding adventure.  They are the most together family I have read about in a long time. Each one of the Different yet their bond and love can withstand even the worst of storms.


This book is ten years later. It’s more Izzy and James book but it has some angsty heated twists that involves others…. A major scare that even had me praying. 


I don’t wanna say to much cos really all Marked Men lovers will just Devour this story. You will love seeing how the older couples are doing. How thier lives are moving forward and how still incredible they all are. 


Even with age they still hot as hell and will die for each other. They still loved the better halves with the same firecness.


I absolutely loved this book and can’t wait to see what we get next… 

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STANDA Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel

Coming May 22nd

 
“Stand is a lyrical dream of power and strength that will steal your mind, body and soul…A mind blowing 10 stars!!!” Queen Zany Book Blog 

 

From NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson comes the next seductive, unforgettable Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel…

 

Zachary Kennedy has never been known as a fighter, but he’ll never regret fighting for her…

 

I’m Zee Kennedy.

Quiet. Reserved. Predictable.

When my brother died, everyone thought I was just the good guy who stepped up to take his place in the band.

 

No one knew what I was hiding. The one thing I’ve been fighting for.

 

For seven years, I’ve never lost focus.

 

Not until one chance encounter with Alexis Kensington.

 

Now she’s become my greatest temptation.

I knew better than to touch her, but now that I’ve had a taste, I can’t get enough.

Her kiss becomes my air. Her body my salvation.

 

She needed a savior and somehow she became mine.

 

Taking her was a betrayal. But keeping her means risking everything.

One look at Alexis Kensington, and I know she’s worth the fight.

Will my past continue to keep me down or will I finally find the strength to pull myself up and Stand…

 

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My hands lingered on the keys, and she reached out and set her hand on top of mine.

 

Warmth and light.

 

It invaded my senses. Clouded my judgment.

 

My hand flipped over, palm up, and she threaded her fingers through mine. Her head angled, so soft, this girl so fucking good.

 

“What is it you want, Zee? What is it you can’t have?”

 

You.

 

Flames leapt into that space between us. Alive and dancing and inciting.

 

A siren’s call.

 

My tongue darted out to wet my lips, and I was shaking as I lifted our entwined hands. I brushed my knuckles along the silky flesh of her cheek. I swore I saw the trail of pink it left behind, the simplest touch affecting this girl.

 

She released a shuddered breath. It mingled with mine.

 

Our mouths were close—too close—and our noses just touched as we hovered in that space.

 

“I want things that will only ruin me, Alexis. But you…you make me want to wish for them anyway. Make me believe there’s a chance that maybe they could belong to me.”

 

Tension tethered us, this rigid band that had me rocking in indecision, every second getting closer and closer as I fought the foolish ideas that tried to take root.

 

Giving in would only destroy me. But none of that seemed to matter when I leaned in and brushed my lips at the corner of her mouth.

 

Her fucking delicious mouth.

 

Because fuck. I just needed a taste. Something to take with me. Something to tuck away, even when doing it felt like some kind of brutal tease.

 

Alexis gasped at the contact. I edged back the barest fraction, and she was panting these tiny breaths.

 

Breaths I was breathing.

 

Her eyes locked on mine. Hungry and pleading. Brimming with belief and hope.

 

I ran my thumb over the corner of her mouth where my lips had just been. “You are so beautiful. I’ve never met a girl quite like you.”

 

Something so genuine took hold of her expression. “I hardly know you…and somehow you make me feel like I am. Like when you look at me…you see the person I always hoped I’d become.”

 

Everything stilled at her words.

 

At her confession.

 

Because that’s what I wanted.

 

For this amazing girl to know the way I saw her. That in her space, I felt something different from all the bullshit I’d dealt with for all my life.

 

I felt like someone different. Someone better. Like the person I’d once hoped I’d become.

I clutched her stunning face in my hands, searching for resolve. For that dedication that right then somehow felt out of reach.

 

“Zee,” she whispered.

 

That was all it took for that band to snap.

 

My hands drove into her hair. And my mouth? My mouth was devouring hers.

 

Frenzied in its demand. Pleading the same way as her eyes had been pleading with me. Saying all the things I couldn’t ever say.

 

Our tongues tangled, and my spirit coiled. Heat spread in a flashfire of need. Lust rose in the knitted air, like this intangible greed we both were grappling for, searching for the fastest way to get to the peak.

 

Our hands searched and clawed and explored. We were a mess of limbs as we struggled to get closer to each other where we sat side by side on the bench.

 

“Zachary…Zachary,” she whimpered, grasping me by the back of the head. She crawled forward so she could straddle me.

 

Motherfuck.

 

My hands sank into her hips, and she edged up and pressed those gorgeous tits against the wild beat thundering in my chest. A groan rumbled out from somewhere in my soul.

She felt so perfect. So good.

 

I wanted to touch her. Explore her. Claim her.

 

My dick raged against its confines, all that delicious heat at the apex of her thighs grinding against my jean-covered cock.

 

It’d been too long. Too damned long. I was goin’ out of my mind.

 

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Excerpt One (Includes language and mild sexual content):

 

My hands lingered on the keys, and she reached out and set her hand on top of mine.

Warmth and light.

It invaded my senses. Clouded my judgment.

My hand flipped over, palm up, and she threaded her fingers through mine. Her head angled, so soft, this girl so fucking good.

“What is it you want, Zee? What is it you can’t have?”

You.

Flames leapt into that space between us. Alive and dancing and inciting.

A siren’s call.

My tongue darted out to wet my lips, and I was shaking as I lifted our entwined hands. I brushed my knuckles along the silky flesh of her cheek. I swore I saw the trail of pink it left behind, the simplest touch affecting this girl.

She released a shuddered breath. It mingled with mine.

Our mouths were close—too close—and our noses just touched as we hovered in that space.

“I want things that will only ruin me, Alexis. But you…you make me want to wish for them anyway. Make me believe there’s a chance that maybe they could belong to me.”

Tension tethered us, this rigid band that had me rocking in indecision, every second getting closer and closer as I fought the foolish ideas that tried to take root.

Giving in would only destroy me. But none of that seemed to matter when I leaned in and brushed my lips at the corner of her mouth.

Her fucking delicious mouth.

Because fuck. I just needed a taste. Something to take with me. Something to tuck away, even when doing it felt like some kind of brutal tease.

Alexis gasped at the contact. I edged back the barest fraction, and she was panting these tiny breaths.

Breaths I was breathing.

Her eyes locked on mine. Hungry and pleading. Brimming with belief and hope.

I ran my thumb over the corner of her mouth where my lips had just been. “You are so beautiful. I’ve never met a girl quite like you.”

Something so genuine took hold of her expression. “I hardly know you…and somehow you make me feel like I am. Like when you look at me…you see the person I always hoped I’d become.”

Everything stilled at her words.

At her confession.

Because that’s what I wanted.

For this amazing girl to know the way I saw her. That in her space, I felt something different from all the bullshit I’d dealt with for all my life.

I felt like someone different. Someone better. Like the person I’d once hoped I’d become.

I clutched her stunning face in my hands, searching for resolve. For that dedication that right then somehow felt out of reach.

“Zee,” she whispered.

That was all it took for that band to snap.

My hands drove into her hair. And my mouth? My mouth was devouring hers.

Frenzied in its demand. Pleading the same way as her eyes had been pleading with me. Saying all the things I couldn’t ever say.

Our tongues tangled, and my spirit coiled. Heat spread in a flashfire of need. Lust rose in the knitted air, like this intangible greed we both were grappling for, searching for the fastest way to get to the peak.

Our hands searched and clawed and explored. We were a mess of limbs as we struggled to get closer to each other where we sat side by side on the bench.

“Zachary…Zachary,” she whimpered, grasping me by the back of the head. She crawled forward so she could straddle me.

Motherfuck.

My hands sank into her hips, and she edged up and pressed those gorgeous tits against the wild beat thundering in my chest. A groan rumbled out from somewhere in my soul.

She felt so perfect. So good.

I wanted to touch her. Explore her. Claim her.

My dick raged against its confines, all that delicious heat at the apex of her thighs grinding against my jean-covered cock.

It’d been too long. Too damned long. I was goin’ out of my mind.

 

 

Excerpt 2 (Edited for language):

I froze, awareness shivering through the air, chills prickling across my flesh. I swore I felt my axis tilt, bending and bending and bending until my direction had been altered.

Sucking in a breath, I peeked over my shoulder. My heart trembled and shook.

Staring back at me were brilliant brown eyes that raged and stormed and promised they were getting ready to wreak a new kind of havoc on my life.

On the opposite side of the street, he pushed from the wall where he’d been watching. He didn’t hesitate. He came straight for me. His gaze only broke from mine to dart back and forth at the small street before he began to cross it in long, purposed strides.

A frenzy lit. A quiver of attraction that rocked and provoked.

I was fixed to the spot, gaze enraptured as I watched the intricate ink dance and play over the corded muscles that bunched and flexed in his thick arms. So much strength in his body and so much beauty in his being.

I swore he stole the air when he stopped two feet away. Hands fisted, he glowered over me.

I stumbled my way through the choppy words. “What…what are you doing here?”

His were hard. “Think I could ask you the same question.”

I shook myself out of the stupor. “Are you following me?”

It came off as an accusation that was somehow half-pleased and half-offended.

Standing in front of me was a man who was little more than a stranger, who had been tracking me, and I couldn’t stop the excitement that thrilled in my bones. I couldn’t stop the comfort that washed through me at his concern.

But I knew it was even more than that.

Over the last three weeks, I’d spent too much time wondering if I’d ever see this beautiful boy again.

“Maybe.” Frustration laced his tone. At him or me, I couldn’t tell.

I blinked at him, tongue-tied, my confusion and surprise tumbling out. “That’s just…weird.”

God. I was brilliant.

But what was I supposed to say? This boy caught me unaware at every turn, always at the advantage.

He almost laughed, this sound that was exasperated and filled with disbelief. “Weird?”

I bit at my lip, fighting a smile that really shouldn’t have been there. But he was here, again finding me when I felt helpless and vulnerable.

I nodded emphatically, clutching the lightness that whispered through the air. “That’s right. Weird.”

With his index finger, he scratched at the back of his head. He chuckled low, this sound that rumbled through my senses and warmed my belly. “I’m sure there are plenty of other things we could call this other than weird, don’t you think? This is just…”

I frowned when he trailed off and took a step in his direction. “What?”

Helplessly, he looked back at me. “I can’t do this, Alexis. I’ve got a sh*t show getting ready to blow up in my life, and the only thing I can think about right now is you. Can’t go to sleep at night because I’m terrified you might be sneaking off and doing something that’s going to land you in trouble again. That I might not be there to save you next time. And when I do finally nod off? I wake up in the morning panicked, praying you’re okay and having no way to make sure.”

His tongue darted out to wet his lips. My gaze followed, entranced by the thick bob of his throat as he swallowed.

“I don’t have the first clue what you’ve done to me, but I’m not sure I can handle whatever it is I’m feeling.”

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Real Dirty5 stars for this dynamic duet

Boone Thrasher might be a Country Singer with fame and fortune but when it come down to it he is a red blooded man first and foremost. When things start to go down hill he decides to ride the wave and see where it lands him. 
Ripley is your every day sassy pants take no prisoners kind of girl. Someone bossing her around will just not do. Ripley has had the world on her shoulders for as long as she can remember. To her loyalty is found bone deep. Then like some kind of played out joke ….A Country Singer walks into a bar…. only no she feels like she is the punch line. 
Meghan March has given us a story that flows so well you do not realize you are turning the pages. It packs a punch with the perfect combination of sweet sassy sexy and surreal. I am truly desperate for book 2 in Boone and Ripley’s story and you will be to. So take a page from Ripley’s book and do not bother wearing panties because they will be soaked instantly. 

REAL DIRTY

Real Dirty Duet Book 1

By Meghan March

Release Day May 9th

 

I have everything a guy could want—a new single burning up the charts, more money than a simple country boy could spend, and a woman I’m planning to marry.

Until she doesn’t show up for my proposal.

The life I thought was so perfect, isn’t.

The guy who thought he had everything, doesn’t.

I’ve got my heart on lockdown, but life sends me straight into the path of a mouthy bartender who puts me in my place.

Now the only place I want to put her is under me.

I thought I was done with love, but maybe I’m just getting started.

 

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REAL SEXY

Real Dirty Duet Book 2

By Meghan March

Release Day May 23th

 

In Nashville, country stars are a dime a dozen.

I swore I’d never get caught up with one, but Boone Thrasher made a liar out of me.

I said I’d never put my heart on the line, but he didn’t ask before he stole it.

Now we’re facing my worst fears, and we’ll see if this country boy is tough enough to see it through.

Girls like me don’t get happily ever afters… but maybe he’ll prove that wrong too.  

 

 

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Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.
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🐈 Scratch Fever by Sarah O’Rourke🐈

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🔥🔥🔥Synopsis🔥🔥🔥
Beau LaForte felt an internal pull to the beautiful, innocent Alexa Davidson. Oh, this was not the typical boy-meets-girl story. This was anything but typical. You see, Beau was a shifter – a panther – and the alpha of the pack. What his panther wanted, his panther got. And together, they wanted Alexa.
But when Alexa finds the pretty kitty lolling on her bed, she is determined to get him out — before he sheds more on her brand new sheets! Can Beau convince Alexa that she is his mate for life?
Instalove. Shifter romantic comedy. 23K words. Novella.

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⚡⚡⚡Excerpt⚡⚡⚡
Taking a deep breath, Alexa drew herself up to her full height and steeled herself for a battle. Although, since she stood just an inch over five feet, she knew her intimidation factor was virtually non-existent, but she had to start somewhere. It was time for her to quit stewing over decisions she could no longer change and instead concentrate on the concrete facts regarding her current situation.
And the fact was there was a flipping cat in her bed! A gigantic feline fiend apparently intent on wrecking what was left of her birthday. Because, yes, there was a cat in her bed, and it was stinkin’ immense. Since when did ordinary cats – even if they were frickin’ panthers – get that big?
The simple answer was they didn’t. EVER.
And an even better question was – Why wasn’t she scared of it?
God knew, it had fangs that promised grim death to anyone that provoked it. Oddly enough, though, she felt not a single ounce of fear or distress standing in front of it. It was like she instinctively knew this animal would never cause her a single second of harm. In fact, the longer she looked into its eyes that glowed in the darkened room, the more convinced she was that the purring beast would do whatever was necessary to protect her. It was like she and the animal had some kind of weird, unspoken connection. It was a bond that she didn’t want and had never asked to share, but one that she couldn’t deny and wouldn’t change even if she could.
How fucked up was that? Maybe this was some kind of voodoo curse one of her disgruntled customers had wished on her when she hadn’t served their coffee quickly enough. Personally, she thought that might be a bit of overkill, but caffeine addicts were serious in Louisiana, and one did not play around when it came to providing quality coffee in the bayou.
“Why couldn’t you be a dog? I could have handled this if you were a dog,” she muttered as she rolled her eyes toward the ceiling and hugged herself. “Especially since I’ve always been a puppy person,” she continued to babble as she shut her eyes and continued chafing her hands up and down her arms as a bizarre electrical charge seemed to ripple through the air inside the tiny bedroom.
“Well, I think it’s safe to say that you are now very much a cat person. Or, at least this cat’s person,” a deep, sexy voice rumbled from the bed. “More specifically, you’re this panther’s person.”
Alexa’s eyes popped open as that rich, deep voice seemed to vibrate through her being. Screaming as she spotted an extremely real — and from what she could tell (even in the darkness) was an oh, so very naked man in her bed — she quickly lunged for the nearest makeshift weapon she could find. Sadly for her, the closest missile she could find was only her television remote, and that merely bounced off her interloper’s sculpted chest.
“Ouch!” her prowler growled, batting away the remote as she continued to screech, blindly searching for another weapon in the mostly dark bedroom. “Alexa, chère, settle down!”
Wait a second? Why did her trespasser know her name? And why did that southern drawl sound so familiar? Making a half-turn on her not-so-steady feet, Alexa fumbled for the light switch on the wall, relieved when her searching fingers found what they were looking for. Flicking the switch, she squinted as her unfocused eyes tried to adjust when the room was suddenly flooded with bright, artificial light. Finally able to see a few seconds later, she couldn’t help emitting a small squawk as she saw the nude man lounging in the center of her bed.

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🍀🍀🍀About the Authors🍀🍀🍀
Sarah O’Rourke is actually TWO besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.
Between them, they have four children and twenty-four years of marriage. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!
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Outwait by Lisa Suzanne
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Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: June 1, 2017

OUTWAIT EBOOK
Blurb:
From the outside, Carson King looks like he has it all. He’s next in line to be CEO of King Communications, he’s hot and single, and he’s at the center of the New York social scene. He has a different woman on his arm every night, and he wouldn’t change a single thing about his life…until Sylvie Baker storms into his boardroom.

Sylvie Baker actually does have it all. She balances a successful career with the perfect boyfriend—a man she plans to marry someday. She wouldn’t change a single thing about her life…until Carson King challenges everything with one simple confession.

Sylvie is intent on fighting her feelings. Carson’s convinced it’s just a waiting game.

But how long is he willing to wait for her?
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Priscilla Story, the self-proclaimed “wild child” of the straight-laced Story clan, has always had a knack for getting herself trouble. Except this time, her “growing problem” is going to require a Daddy sooner than later…or she can kiss her inheritance good-bye.

Shane Olson, who previously dated Priscilla’s sister, Margaret, isn’t opposed to a marriage of convenience for the sake of furthering his business interests, but Priscilla – with her wild ways – is just about the last woman he’d choose to marry.

In order to make the marriage look convincing, they end up having to spend more time together than they’d originally planned. When rolling stone, Priscilla, who lives by the seat of her muu-muu, and seriously-ambitious Shane, who’s had his whole life planned since he was eleven, start falling for each other, it’s going to take a whole lot of compromise for this Bohemian and her Businessman to find their happily ever after.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katy Regnery started her writing career by enrolling in a short story class in January 2012. One year later, she signed her first contract and Katy’s first novel was published in September 2013.

Twenty-five books later, Katy claims authorship of the multi-titled, New York Times and USA Today Blueberry Lane Series, which follows the English, Winslow, Rousseau, Story, and Ambler families of Philadelphia; the six-book, bestselling ~a modern fairytale~ series; and several other standalone novels and novellas.

Katy’s first modern fairytale romance, The Vixen and the Vet, was nominated for a RITA® in 2015 and won the 2015 Kindle Book Award for romance. Katy’s boxed set, The English Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1–4, hit the USA Today bestseller list in 2015, and her Christmas story, Marrying Mr. English, appeared on the list a week later. In May 2016, Katy’s Blueberry Lane collection, The Winslow Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1-4, became a New York Times E-book bestseller.

In 2016, Katy signed a print-only agreement with Spencerhill Press. As a result, her Blueberry Lane paperback books will now be distributed to brick and mortar bookstores all over the United States.

Katy lives in the relative wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut, where her writing room looks out at the woods, and her husband, two young children, two dogs, and one Blue Tonkinese kitten create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories begin at home.

 

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#PreppyPart3 #BecausePancakes #TMFrazier #BowtieIsBack

 

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Yes Preppy is back and he’s hella pissed! He and his crew will stop at nothing to figure out who tried to take his family from him. No one and I mean NO ONE will take what belongs to Preppy and live to tell the story.

“I’ve always said the best way to eliminate an unknown threat, is to start by taking out the known ones.”

“Preppy is capable of both cruelty and mercy, of both murder and salvation. He’s been the victim, the villain, and the hero. What I do t think he’ll ever realize is that this gives him a power most men would dare not aspire to. Throughout his entire life, he’s walked a fine line between heaven and hell, between sinner and saint, between endless love and hardened hatred. Then he died.”

For Preppy, dying was just the end of one chapter. Coming back was the start of a new one. Giving way for a whole new adventure. With Preppy being Preppy this in no way means a shortage of “this dude is psychotic” moments but it does mean there is a whole bunch of seeing into the heart of Preppy moments.

“Taming Preppy would be like trying to put a leash on the wind.”

But above and beyond you must always remember “because pancakes”

“You and I need to have a serious fucking talk.” I leaned down until my nose was almost touching his. “About the abomination that is waffles.””

While this is suppose to be the end of the series the words “for now” ring in the air because well you never know what will happen in the future. So for the time being enjoy the final chapters of these best friends.

 

 

Preppy, Part Three: The Life and Death of Samuel Clearwater by T.M. Frazier is available now!!!

Preppy, Part Three: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater by T.M. Frazier
Release Date: April 26th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance

The bowtie is BACK!

Dre was just a beautiful stranger when Preppy saved her the first time around. Now, he has to save her again, but she’s no longer some stranger, she’s family, and he has no idea who or what he’s up against.

What he does know is that putting his family back together is the only acceptable outcome.

Preppy’s to-do list?
SAVE FAMILY. SEEK REVENGE.

He’s alive…and he’s out for BLOOD.

Preppy Part Three is the third book and conclusion of Preppy and Dre’s story. It’s also the 7th book in the King Series, which should be read in order starting with KING & TYRANT.

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Kevin had occasionally done something that reminded me of myself, but next to a DNA test, I still had no valid proof he was my brother. Nothing that connected us as family.
Until now.
“Dude, you’re creeping me out,” Kevin said, reaching for his shorts.
Before he could pull them back on I dropped the hose and bee-lined toward him, wrapping him in a bear hug. “You really are my brother.”
“Huh?” Kevin asked, standing as still as a statue.
“Shhhh…just let me love you.”
“What exactly is going on out here?” Dre asked from the porch, flipping on the light. I still didn’t let go.
“He’s my brother. I’m sure of it now,” I informed her.
“I have no idea what’s going on,” Kevin said, wiggling free from my grip.
“Oh yeah?” Dre asked, amusement in her sleepy tone. She yawned and cinched the sash of the sexy little robe she was wearing that showed off those amazing legs of hers. “How are you so sure?”
I stepped back and pointed down to Kevin’s massive cock. “Because of that!”
Dre’s sweet laughter filled the air. I picked up the hose again and started to spray Kevin down. “Shit man, that’s cold!” he shouted, dancing around in the grass. “And are you gonna fill me in on what exactly she’s laughing at?”
“That,” I informed him, spraying his crotch with water. “Because I just found more proof that we’re brothers than the fact that we think we both were shot out of the same cunt.” I grinned from ear to ear.
“Okay? And what’s that?” Kevin asked. I turned off the hose and Dre tossed him a towel.
I dropped my eyes to the huge slab of man meat between Kevin’s legs. “From the waist down we’re not just brothers, we’re fucking twinsies.”
“Uh, what the fuck, Preppy?” Kevin asked, putting his shorts back on.
“Quick,” I said. “Tell me something. How do you feel about pancakes?”
Kevin shivered. “Honestly, I’m more of a waffle kind of guy.”
Dre gasped.
I shut my eyes tightly, clenching my fists at my side. I cracked my neck and slowly turned to face him. I opened my eyes. “What the fuck did you just say to me, boy? You better start running.”
“Wait, what?” Kevin asked, taking a step back and tripping over the sprinkler. He stood up and bolted through the gate. I chased him through the field while Dre looked on and laughed.
“I take it all back! You’re not my brother!” I shouted, tackling him to the ground and sitting on his chest.
“What the fuck, Preppy?” Kevin asked, squirming under me.
“You and I need to have a serious fucking talk.” I leaned down until my nose was almost touching his. “About the abomination that is waffles.”

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#NewRelease Retaliate (Sin City Outlaws #3) by M.N. Forgy #MCRomance #Gritty #Outlaw

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Retaliate is the 3rd book in the Sin City Outlaws series. It can be read as a standalone. The story is dark and edgy. It is gritty and raw as an MC romance should be!

Felix is VP of the Sin City Outlaws MC. He hates authority and cops in particular. He is cocky, loves his lawless lifestyle and is Trouble with a capital T!

Alessandra is a tough cop, but has begun to think that she isn’t meant for this job. She doesn’t always go by the book or the letter of the law.
“Dark tangled hair, brown lost eyes, and she’s wearing nothing but my shirt as she straddles my lap in black lace panties. She’s the good girl gone bad. My kryptonite. Her brown hair falls in her face, her lips parting as smoke rolls out of her mouth drifting around her like the devil just granted me a wish in return for my soul.”

Felix uncovers a secret that Alessandra doesn’t even realize that she is keeping and their lives are turned upside down.

“I won’t love you. I’m not capable of the emotion,” he admits. Tilting my cramped neck to the side, I narrow my brows. “Well, I won’t love you back,”

I loved the gritty, edgy way this story is told. Starting out SO very dark and only softening around the edges enough to allow us to fall in love with our strong hero & heroine! ❤
-Diane-   4.5 Stars!!

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Being the Vice President of the Sin City Outlaws Motorcycle Club comes with its perks.
Respect, power, and easy women whenever I want. I have control in everything I do.
Because of that, I wasn’t expecting my president to put me on babysitting duty, and on a female cop of all fucking people. I kill law enforcement, not protect them.

Alessandra pretends to be the good-guy hiding behind that shiny badge. But I see the darkness dancing in her eyes, and it draws me to her in the worst way. I want to devour that act of innocence, pull her over the line of justice, and into my bed.

I just wasn’t expecting the handful of secrets I got behind that badge of honor I ripped from her chest. Because now, we’re retaliating against a common enemy together.

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“So, you came here to what, let loose?” I ask suggestively, lust hanging from the tip of my tongue.

She looks up through hooded eyes, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.

Taking a small step, I invade her space. Using my finger, I tuck it firmly under her chin making her look me in the eyes. God, she’s so fucking soft to touch, my hands itch to take advantage of her body and soul. That’s what I do, I devour innocent women, and scar their souls to the point they’re damaged goods.

“Were you going to fuck one of my men tonight, Alessandra?” I ask hastily.

Her throat bobs as she swallows, fire igniting her eyes as she pulls away. She’s a pistol and not the kind you love and shine every day with care. More like the kind you’re scared to use because it may backfire on you at any minute.

“So what if I was? Why do you care?” She raises a challenging brow, her voice sharp. A burning sensation combusts in my chest thinking about her riding one of my guy’s dicks.

“I forbid you to open your legs to any of my brothers, do you understand?” My rash decision comes from an unknown place. An insatiable hunger beading at the tip of my dick.

Her jaw drops, and her hands curl into fists.

“Who do you think you are to dictate who I screw?” she scowls.

My temples pound with annoyance and anger, done with this back and forth.

Leaning down my lips a hair’s length away from her face, I intimidate her to the point she looks away and purses her lips.

“Maybe you didn’t get the memo, Blue Bird, but now that Zeek is playing daddy… I run this fucking city. Therefore, I say who you fuck, and don’t fuck.”

Her chocolate eyes snap to mine, and I know I have her full attention. Which I want, I want her to look at me, to really see me. All of me.

 

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M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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#NewRelease The Bohemian and The Businessman (Story Sisters #1) by Katy Regnery #BlueberryLane #Swoon4Shane

Katy Regnery is back on Blueberry Lane and the first standalone in the Story Sisters series is NOW LIVE and FREE with Kindle Unlimited! ONLY 99c for a limited time!

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The Bohemian and The Businessman was my first Blueberry Lane story. It can definitely be read as a standalone, but it hooked me in and now I want to go back and see what I’ve been missing!

Priscilla Story is the artsy free spirited Story sister. She has been a bit of a wanderer. She returns home when she finds herself in a situation where she is going to need help from her family who in the past have not been extremely supportive.

Priscilla’s dad is ridiculously old fashioned and a complete jerk on top of that. He is looking for someone to take over the helm of his business but insists that it must be a man who marries one of his daughters.

Priscilla’s back story is a bit heartbreaking. She really just puts the past behind her and goes on, but the repercussions show up in everything she does!!

“You say whatever you want to say…You don’t have to censor yourself or worry about my reaction. It’s okay with me. All of it. Anything.”

Shane is practical and looking for a way to advance his career. He was dating Priscilla’s sister, Margaret Story but it was a relationship of convenience. Priscilla offers a proposition to Shane that will help them both get what they think they want.

“My feelings for you are so…new, but they’re so strong and wild and real.” He gulped. “They’re real. I’ve never felt like this before.”

At times I really felt like Shane needed to man up and alpha up a bit, but when Priscilla was under duress he came through for her. I loved the strength of Priscilla and have to admit that I did end up swooning a bit for the romantic side of Shane!                 4.5 Swoony Stars!!
-Diane-

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Priscilla Story, the self-proclaimed “wild child” of the straight-laced Story clan, has always had a knack for getting herself trouble. Except this time, her “growing problem” is going to require a Daddy sooner than later…or she can kiss her inheritance good-bye.

Shane Olson, who previously dated Priscilla’s sister, Margaret, isn’t opposed to a marriage of convenience for the sake of furthering his business interests, but Priscilla – with her wild ways – is just about the last woman he’d choose to marry.

In order to make the marriage look convincing, they end up having to spend more time together than they’d originally planned. When rolling stone, Priscilla, who lives by the seat of her muu-muu, and seriously-ambitious Shane, who’s had his whole life planned since he was eleven, start falling for each other, it’s going to take a whole lot of compromise for this Bohemian and her Businessman to find their happily ever after.

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About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katy Regnery started her writing career by enrolling in a short story class in January 2012. One year later, she signed her first contract and Katy’s first novel was published in September 2013.

Twenty-five books later, Katy claims authorship of the multi-titled, New York Times and USA Today Blueberry Lane Series, which follows the English, Winslow, Rousseau, Story, and Ambler families of Philadelphia; the six-book, bestselling ~a modern fairytale~ series; and several other standalone novels and novellas.

Katy’s first modern fairytale romance, The Vixen and the Vet, was nominated for a RITA® in 2015 and won the 2015 Kindle Book Award for romance. Katy’s boxed set, The English Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1–4, hit the USA Today bestseller list in 2015, and her Christmas story, Marrying Mr. English, appeared on the list a week later. In May 2016, Katy’s Blueberry Lane collection, The Winslow Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1-4, became a New York Times E-book bestseller.

In 2016, Katy signed a print-only agreement with Spencerhill Press. As a result, her Blueberry Lane paperback books will now be distributed to brick and mortar bookstores all over the United States.

Katy lives in the relative wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut, where her writing room looks out at the woods, and her husband, two young children, two dogs, and one Blue Tonkinese kitten create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories begin at home.

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