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The perfect recipe: The Duke’s Temptation by Addie Jo Ryleigh (Review)


A beautifully written, authentic historical romance is just what these fall days ask for. The Duke’s Temptation by Addie Jo Ryleigh is Book One in The Men of Circumstance series and has all the right ingredients to capture your heart. Read on for all the book info, my five star review, an exciting excerpt and to find out how to win one of two $10 Amazon Gift Cards. This tour was brought to you by Tasty Book Tours.

The Duke’s Temptation

Men of Circumstance #1
Author: Addie Jo Ryleigh
Release Date: Oct 7, 2015
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing

Purchasing Links: Amazon

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Official Synopsis

A Duke. A Runner. An Earl.
Three men, each born into different circumstances.
Each fighting to overcome their own adversity.
All striving to change their past.

Gabriel St. James, Duke of Wesbrook, desires any birthright other than being the son of a hideous man. Unfortunately, Gabe knows the exact moment he became like his father—a night that has haunted him for seven years. Resigned to his future, he is unprepared when his illegitimate—and more importantly unbeknown—young daughter appears on his London doorstep. With no one to care for her but him.

Lady Elizabeth Blakely has loved only one man—her brother’s longtime friend, Gabe St. James. Not even his rakish and, oftentimes, wicked behavior dissuades her. Yet it all seems hopeless as he continues to overlook the woman she has become.

When Elizabeth learns Gabe is in need of assistance with his daughter, she seizes the opportunity. Gabe, less than thrilled with the situation—mostly due to his fierce desire for his best friend’s sister—has no option but to concede. Besides, a more sinister threat lurks; someone is blackmailing Gabe with his darkest secret. Through it all, Gabe vows to resist Elizabeth, no matter how tempting.

Sometimes it’s better to surrender . . .

My Review

She: Elizabeth Blakeley has been in love with the Duke of Wesbrook forever. Determined to make him see her as a grown woman, not his best friend’s little sister, she convinces him to be let her tend to his newly arrived illegitimate daughter.

He: Gabriel St. James, Duke of Wesbrook, lives in the shadow of his now deceased, depraved father. His forbidden thoughts about Elizabeth literally haunt him when she starts sleeping just a floor beneath him, but he vows to behave in the most gentlemanly way. And fails miserably. But a burning secret surfaces, and he might lose everything, so the farther he keeps from the beguiling “Minx” the better.

The conflict: The forbidden love for a best friend’s little sister, combined with guilt over the hero’s past life and life-threatening danger.

The Heat: Searing hot. The author builds tension masterfully (and ruthlessly) and the cat and mouse game ends in scenes of scorching heat.

The good stuff: I loved the authentic writing. Very “historical” yet brimming with freshness. The characters are not exactly original but both Gabe and Elizabeth live up to the reader’s expectations in the best possible way.

The other stuff: I could have done with less internalization in the first part of the book. Other than that, the pace was steady.

Bottom line: An excellent historical with a very authentic voice.


The next morning Gabe found himself sitting at his cluttered desk once more.

But today was different. Today he couldn’t find his focus. Today visions distracted him.

Visions of a sweet, delectable, half-dressed woman perched on the very desk that now held a layer of books, ledgers, and papers.

A grin arched his upper lip when he recalled the uproar the mess he and Elizabeth had left in the study had caused. Thinking the intruder had returned and rifled through the desk, Wilkes had awakened Gabe in a very controlled Wilkes-like state of distress. Gabe had had a devil of a time trying to explain how everything from the desk had come to be on the floor.

It amazed him that he’d kept the satisfied smirk off his face, knowing the real reason his study had been left in shambles. Either way, Wilkes must be losing his touch if he’d believed Gabe’s lack of organizational skills had resulted in piles of documents tipping over and sliding to the floor. It had sounded like pure rubbish. Thankfully, being the Duke of Wesbrook had benefits.

Not being questioned happened to be one of them.

Uncomfortable with someone other than himself or Phillip going through the papers, Gabe had rolled from bed, dressed, and retreated to the study before others caught sight of the mess.

After righting the papers, the hour was still early. Gabe had started going through the remaining reports. However, at his current rate, he’d never be done.

It was all Elizabeth’s fault.

Maybe not exactly her fault. His distraction was no one’s blame but his own, but like most things in his life, she was intricately attached to it.

Weary with staring at numbers and seeing nothing but gibberish, he shoved the ledger away. Yesterday might have been an aberration. Maybe he didn’t have what it took to be a responsible landowner.

Perhaps he should stay with what he knew . . . gambling, drinking, and pleasuring women.

Strike that, pleasuring a woman. One very singular woman.

But after telling her he couldn’t marry her, he’d be surprised if she ever allowed him to touch her again.

Except this was Elizabeth and when she loved something, she let nothing stand in her way. Something he was only now beginning to understand.

Nevertheless, for her own sake, he would do what was necessary to keep his lustful intent away from her. The last thing he needed was for her to become with child.

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About the Author

Addie Jo RyleighAddie Jo Ryleigh writes historical regency romances that feature rakish heroes and strong feisty heroines.

Addie Jo lives in the same cold winter and hot summer area of Minnesota where she was born and raised. And frankly, wouldn’t live anywhere else. Sharing in the raising of her three extremely rambunctious boys is her very understanding husband that so graciously enabled her to fulfill her dream of writing. Keeping Addie Jo company while she writes (besides her wonderfully loud children) is her yorkipoo, Bella, who is never far from Addie Jo’s side.

Addie Jo has always had a love and passion for romance books and became engrossed in historical romance (particularly Regency) soon after graduating from Lurlene McDaniel’s young adult books. Currently, Addie Jo reads any genre that has a great emotional story that keeps her reading into the early hours of the morning.

Addie Jo has a bachelor degree in accounting and is a financial coordinator when not driving her children around central Minnesota, cuddled up with a good book, or writing her next story.

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Sexy and angsty: Slashed by Tracy Wolff (Review)


Tracy Wolff is one of my go-to authors. She handles emotions masterfully, and her steamy scenes? Reading with the fridge door open might help. Slashed is Book #3 in Tracy’s Extreme Risk, New Adult series. Read on for all the book details, my four-star review and to find out how you can win a Select Loveswept Ebook Bundle and a titillating excerpt. This tour was brought to you by Tasty Book Tours.


Extreme Risk # 3
Author: Tracy Wolff
Release Date: Sept 29th, 2015
Publisher: Loveswept
Genres: New Adult, Romance
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Official Blurb

Do nice guys always finish last? In the new Extreme Risk novel from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Tracy Wolff, a burnt-out underdog and a vulnerable tomboy defy the pressure to be perfect and go after what they really want.

Bighearted and easygoing, Luc Jennings is falling behind in a family of serious overachievers. While he may be decent enough at snowboarding to turn pro and rack up some sponsors, he’s never topped any podiums—unlike his friends Z, Ash, and Cam. Luc’s always been head over heels for Cam Bradley, but she’s never seen him as anything more than a friend. Now, after years of coming in second, Luc can’t take it anymore—especially if it means watching Cam chase another guy.

Cam hangs out almost exclusively with dudes, and that’s fine by her. She’d much rather be shredding at the Olympics than primping in the mirror. Cam’s wildest dreams have a way of coming true—except when it comes to getting her longtime crush and best friend, Z Michaels, to notice her. Then her mother suddenly shows up after being gone for, like, ever, and Cam’s whole world comes crashing down. Desperate for a place to lay low, she turns to the one person who’s always had her back.

Try as he might to move on, Luc could never leave Cam hanging. He lets her crash at his place—and it isn’t long before she winds up in his bed. With Cam running scared and her icy facade starting to melt at last, Luc’s determined to finally win the only prize that matters.

My Review (4 stars)

She: Cameron Bradley, 21, is one of the top snowboarders in the world–one of the guys. She’s just accepted that Z, her longtime crush, is better off with another girl. But her forever friend turning into her lover? Not going to last.

He: Luc Jennings, 21, is finally where he’s craving to be. Under the sheets with Cam. But she’s been lusting after the world’s No. 1 forever. If she wants the No. 1–the only place on the podium he’s never reached–will she settle for anything less?

The conflict: A heavy load of insecurities on top of an unexcpected friends-to-lovers development–unchartered waters with heroes not owning who they are enough to be able to deal.

The setting: Off-season Aspen. Pro winter athletes taking it easy, prepping for the upcoming season.

The heat: Scorching hot, as you’d expect from Tracy Wolff.

The good stuff: Tracy Wolff’s writing. She’s a master at depicting emotions–the more muddled the better. Clean outline, good pacing. Also, the characters live and breathe their sports. There’s no language concession here—you’ll get all the jargon you can muster and then some.

The other stuff: But you’ll also take all the angst and broodiness you can take. Granted, Luc and Cam have a well-founded, deep-rooted insecurity (he sells himself short, she’s a tomboy) but their unspoken fears would be better suited to a YA novel. Also, the situation in Cam’s home with her absentee mom suddenly returning is not resolved.

Bottom line: I haven’t read a Tracy Wolff book that isn’t readable and that applies to Slashed as well. This was a little less in that it got to be too much in terms of unsettled emotions.

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I don’t like being ignored. Or, more specifically, I don’t like being ignored by Luc.

The guy who’s been my best friend since I was four years old.

The guy who taught me how to ride my very first snowboard.

The guy who knows everything about me—and who I know everything about.

Or at least I did. Now, as he sits across from me talking and joking around with anyone and everyone but me, I’m not sure I know anything about him anymore. He sure as hell doesn’t want to know anything about me. He won’t even look at me. And if he puts any more distance between us, he’s going to end up falling off the back of the damn boat the first time we hit a rough wave.

Which at the moment, I might actually pay good money to see. Especially when he glances up from his super intense conversation with Ash, and our eyes meet for the first time in way too long. I start to smile, but he yanks his gaze away before he sees it. And I’m left feeling like a total idiot.

And the worst part is, it’s all my fault. The weirdness, the awkwardness, Luc’s inability to even look at me—I’m responsible for all of it. I’m the one who got drunk a few months ago when Z first got together with Ophelia. I’m the one who threw myself at Luc when he was equally drunk, who kept pushing and pushing until he took me back to his place. And I’m the one who freaked out so completely when I woke up in bed with him the next morning. He’d tried to be cool, to be nice—and I had lost it completely.

Nothing has been the same since.

I’ve spent the last few months trying to clean up the mess I made—doing anything and everything I could think of to get us back on even ground—but it isn’t working. We used to practically live in each other’s pockets, and now we only hang out when the others are around. When he can use Z and Ash and Tansy and Ophelia as a buffer between us. And only when he doesn’t have to say more than one or two sentences to me at any given time.

It’s driving me absolutely, totally, completely, batshit crazy.

Part of me wants to apologize—again—for freaking out on him instead of just going the whole one-time friends-with-benefits route, especially since I’m the one who initiated everything. But there’s another part of me that wants to slap the hell out of him. I mean, yes, I handled the morning after badly. But, really, one mistake and sixteen years of friendship are suddenly null and void?

Just the thought makes me mad. I’d never shut him out like this—I wouldn’t even know how. The fact that he’s doing it so easily hurts me more than I want to admit, even to myself.

“So, who’s up first?” Ash calls from where he’s lounging against the side of the boat, his girlfriend, Tansy, balanced on his lap.

“I am,” I tell him, reaching for my wakeboard.

“That’s my girl!” Z whoops as he starts to slow the speedboat down. “Get out there early, show ’em how it’s done!”

“Oh, I plan to.”

Z’s girlfriend, Ophelia, laughs even as she holds her hand up for a high five. “Ten bucks says Cam can stay up longer than any of the guys.”

“No bet there,” Ash tells her. “Cam fucking rules on a wakeboard.”

I shoot him a look. “Almost as much as I rule on a snowboard.”

“Hey now, it’s a little early for trash talking, isn’t it?” Z asks.

“It’s not trash talking if it’s true,” Ash’s younger brother, Logan, says. He flashes me a huge smile and I can’t resist giving him a quick, one-armed hug. I love this fourteen-year-old kid so much it’s ridiculous, and the fact that he can still smile, still be so upbeat even with everything he’s had to handle in the last year, blows my mind completely. Not only did he lose his parents in a horrific car wreck, he also lost the use of his legs in that same wreck. And yet, here he is, laughing and joking around like the total badass that he is.

“At least Logan knows the truth,” I tell him with a wink. “And that’s all that matters.”

“Can you teach me?” Tansy asks as Z brings the boat to a stop.

“Sure. I—”

“Hey, I’ll teach you, babe,” Ash tells her.

“But you just said that Cam’s better than you,” she tells him, eyes wide and innocent. “And I want to learn from the best.”

I crack up. I can’t help it—the way Ash’s mouth drops open is absolutely priceless, and for a second, I wish my phone were out so I could get a picture of it. I glance at Luc, wanting to share the joke, but he’s looking out over the water. Deliberately not looking at me. Deliberately not joining in the conversation about me.

I freaking hate it.

Tracy_WolffAbout the Author

New York Times bestselling author Tracy Wolff lives in Texas and teaches writing at her local community college. She is married and the mother of three young sons.

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Impossible Choice by Sybil Bartel (Blitz & Giveaway)

I’m thrilled to announce the release of Impossible Choice, the second book in Sybil Bartel’s heart-poundingly good NA series, Unchecked. I absolutely loved Impossible Promise (Unchecked Book 1), which I’ve raved about here. It goes without saying that I’ve already read Book #2 as well, and it’s just as good, if not better. (Review coming up.) Read on for all book details, to find out how to win a $50 Amazon gift card AND a free copy of Impossible Promise plus a titillating excerpt. This tour was brought to you by Xpresso Book Tours.

Impossible Choice
by Sybil Bartel

(Unchecked #2)
Published by: Carina Press
Publication date: August 31st 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
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Official Synopsis

Book two of Unchecked

After her parents were murdered, Layna Blair spent three years on the run—until Marine Sergeant Blaze Johnson stepped in and saved her. With him, Layna knew safety for the first time…but two weeks after shipping out for another tour in Afghanistan, Blaze comes home early.

When Layna sees the jagged wounds covering his body, every truth she thought she knew is destroyed. Blaze is distant and angry and though her heart is shattered, Layna desperately tries to keep their relationship together in the face of another tragedy. When the tenuous bonds holding them together are ripped apart by a revenge-hungry maniac, Layna must trust her survival instinct and bury her past for good.

But the enemy is two steps ahead, and before she can take action, Layna’s hand is forced by his deadly demands—save herself or save the man who risked his life for her freedom. Blaze saved her once. This time it’s her turn to protect him.


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Trembling, I found a dress towards the back of the closet and yanked it out. Long, white, slinky, it had spaghetti straps and a large red flower silk screened on the bottom right. I couldn’t even remember what I’d bought it for. Didn’t matter. I slipped it over my head and ignored the way it hung too loosely around my hips. I stepped into high heeled sandals and searched through my mother’s jewelry for a pair of pearl and diamond earrings. I pinned my hair up in a loose twist and looked in the mirror.

A panicked young woman I didn’t recognize stared back. Eyes too big for her face, honeyed skin too pale, her mouth wouldn’t smile. An ugly scar marred her thin left upper arm and the bones below her neck showed just enough to not be sexy.

Make-up. I needed make-up. Scrambling for what little supplies I had, I lined my eyes in black, swiped on mascara and dusted color over my cheeks. Some nude lip gloss and it was as good as it was going to get. I’d never accumulated the amount of make-up my mother had. She never left the house without being a hundred percent flawless, her hair, her make-up, her clothes. A pang of grief gripped my chest and I fought back tears.

I would not cry. My mother rarely taught me things, she lived by example, but one of the things she did teach me was to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Keep moving, keep smiling. It was her arsenal. Never let them see you sweat, she used to say.

I went back to closet, found a small purse to match my shoes and when I took my wallet from my other bag, it slipped from my hand and landed face open.

I reached down and fate mocked me.

Layna Blair smiled at me from the clear plastic slot where you kept a driver’s license but Jennifer Dellis had slipped out from her hiding place behind it.

Hands shaking, I pulled out the two driver’s licenses. Layna Blair. Jennifer Dellis.

“You look stunning.”

I jumped and Blaze kissed my neck. “You ready?” His strong arms wrapped around me from behind.

I bit down on my trebling lip and looked over my shoulder at the man who’d saved Layna Blair.

He went perfectly still.

“I don’t know who I am.” I whispered.

About the Author

SybilI grew up in Northern California with my head in a book and my feet in the sand. I dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew me into the world of storytelling. I love the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes me swoon.
I now live in Southern Florida and while I don’t get to read as much as I like, I still bury my toes in the sand. If I’m not writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in my backyard, you can find me spending time with my handsomely tattooed husband, my brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…

But Seriously?

Here are ten things you probably really want to know about me.

I grew up a faculty brat. I can swear like a sailor. I love men in uniform. I hate being told what to do. I can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks me out. My favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—I can’t decide. I have a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on me for driving directions, ever. And I have a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell my husband.

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Undercover with the Earl by Robyn DeHart (Review)


An appetite-whetting first book in a new historical romance series by National Bestselling author Robyn DeHart is on the menu today. Read on for full details of Undercover with the Earl,
my 4-star review, a tantalizing excerpt and to find out how you can win a $25 eGift Card to choice book retailers. This tour was brought to you by Tasty Book Tours.

Undercover with the Earl

Brotherhood of the Sword # 1
By: Robyn DeHart
Entangled Scandalous
Publication Date: August 10, 2015
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Official Synopsis

London, 1838

The handsome Earl of Summersby may just be the most eligible bachelor in London, but has no interest in a wife. As a member of the Brotherhood, Bennett Haile is far more vested in his undercover duties for the crown and protecting the Queen from would-be assassins. For now he has the perfect tool with which to lure out the villains—a young woman with an uncanny likeness to the queen.

The spirited Evelyn Marington is about to live out every country girl’s dream—becoming royalty overnight. Under the tutelage of the arrogant Earl of Summersby, she’ll have to fool the entire court that she is, in fact, the queen. But as danger threatens from every side, Bennett realizes that his lovely little protegé isn’t just placing her life in his hands… She’s stealing his heart.


My Review

She: Evelyn Marrington, 21, an aspiring novelist wants nothing more than solitude to read and write. Her biggest challenge? Her mother of five daughters, bent on marrying her off. Even to an elderly man with eleven children.

He: Bennett Haile, Earl of Summersby, a massively-built man, a secret member of the Brotherhood, sworn to protect the new Queen of England—Evelyn’s look-a-like.

The conflict: Bennett’s objection to Evelyn going undercover in place of the queen, clashing with his forbidden attraction to her.

The setting: England, 1838

The chemistry: Hot and bothered—literally by both parties.

The good stuff: This was a quick and enjoyable read. Both main characters are convincing and likeable, especially Evelyn with the inherent curiosity of a novelist, and an unconventional outlook on life.

The other stuff: I found the portrayal of the era somewhat lacking. A good part of the story takes place inside Buckingham Palace, but there’s nothing “showing” it. I also felt that Bennett’s backstory—his family’s traumas—needed further exploring.

All in all, I enjoyed this book, but felt the lushness of the story would be better served in a full-length novel.

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“Stand and walk to the other side of the room,” he said.

“I beg your pardon?”

“I must evaluate how you walk.”

She gaped at him. “How I walk?”

“Do try and keep up, Miss Marrington. People will be watching.”

“Is there something wrong with how I walk?”

“Your walk is …” No. In truth, she walked with an unconscious grace and agility he found charming. There was nothing studied about her movements, nothing calculated. She managed to be both completely natural and totally bewitching, which was entirely beside the point. “Your walk is unstudied.”

“Are you staying I’m clumsy?” Her gaze sparked with indignation, but perhaps a flash of pain as well. “I am well aware that I lack the grace and cultivation of my older sisters, but I assure you I am not some clumsy oaf who can’t be trusted to walk into a room.”

He drew in a deep breath, praying for patience. This was why he wasn’t yet married. This was why he was absolutely the wrong man for this job.

“Your mannerisms must match hers,” he said tightly.

She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before standing, then walked across the room. It was not a clumsy or awkward gait, but not regal either.

“No.” He shook his head. “Try it again but slower, yet with more purpose.”

She crossed her arms over her ample bosom. “This is ridiculous.”

He allowed his gaze to linger on her tempting curves before stepping over to her. “Miss Marrington, do you want to do this assignment or not?”

Her mouth opened, then she paused and her brows slanted down in anger. “My Lord, I realize that you are an Earl and of relation to our Queen and our Society deems you more important than I. Perhaps they are even correct; however, it would seem to me that you,” she jabbed a finger into his chest, “need me more than I need you for this assignment. Thus far you have insulted my family, the way I walk and my hair. You are arrogant and rude and sorely lacking in manners.” Her hands fisted on her hips accenting their roundedness.

How was it that this little slip of a woman shoed no fear of him? He’d frightened women merely by walking into their drawing room. And here, he was being a bully—and for good reason—to Evelyn Marrington, but she was quite obviously not afraid of him. He couldn’t help but find that both infuriating and alluring.

“You have obviously decided that I do not possess the intelligence nor grace to succeed in this charade. I will not stand for this sort of treatment. I should like a carriage to bring me home on the morrow. Good day, Lord Somersby.” She turned and marched from the room.

He watched her go in complete disbelief. No one had ever spoken to him in such a way. Arrogant and rude! She was the only lacking in manners. This entire assignment echoed with idiocy. Ellis had claimed his cousin amiable and clever, neither of which Bennett had seen. All he had witnessed was her sharp tongue.

Damned if he didn’t find her sass alluring as hell. All the more reason to send her back home and tell Potterfield she refused to participate. Bennett couldn’t be blamed for this failure if she was the one who walked away. This would work out perfectly. He’d get to continue with the Brotherhood and not be distracted by the ridiculously attractive and fiery-tongued Miss Marrington. It would almost be worth completing the assignment just to see if she was as passionate in other areas. Almost.

About the Author

Robyn_DeHartNational Bestselling author, Robyn DeHart’s novels have appeared in the top bestselling romance and historical romance lists. Her books have been translated into nearly a dozen languages. Her historical romantic adventure series, The Legend Hunters, were not only bestsellers, but also award-winners, snagging a Reader’s Crown and a Reviewer’s Choice award. She had three releases in 2013 and 2014 will see four more, all set in the popular historical romance Regency and Victorian eras. Known for her “strong dialogue and characters that leap off the page” (RT Bookclub) and her “sizzling romance” (Publishers Weekly), her books have been featured in USA Today and the Chicago Tribune. A popular writing instructor, she has given speeches at writing conferences in Los Angeles, DC, New York, Dallas, Nashville and Toronto, among many others.

When not writing, you can find Robyn hanging out with her family, husband (The Professor) a university professor of Political Science and their two ridiculously beautiful and smart daughters, Busybee and Babybee as well as two spoiled-rotten cats. They live in the hill country of Texas where it’s hot eight months of the year, but those big blue skies make it worth it.
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Seduce by Jennifer Snyder (Giveaway & Excerpt)


Seduce is Book 1 of the Succubus Kiss series by Jennifer Snyder. A young, reluctant succubus tries to conform to a life among other supernatural beings and a feeding habit she hates. She’s vowed not to date humans (how could she not kiss them) though how can she resist a gorgeous vampire whom she can kiss all she wants? But her world hides more than meets the eye.

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Seduce by Jennifer Snyder

(Succubus Kiss, #1)
Publication date: February 24th 2015
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Purchase Link: Amazon  |  B&N


Official Synopsis

Life isn’t so bad for succubus, Kenna Blake. True, she seems to be the only succubus with a conscience and a specific strategy for finding her male meals, but she has a cute new apartment, a budding graphic design business, and the most unique friends she’s ever had.

Her personal love life, however, is non-existent.

Until the legendary vampire Randal Vincent sweeps into her life. Even though he isn’t someone she set out to date, at least she can kiss him without killing him. But when you’re dating someone who’s the inspiration for Dracula, there are bound to be a few hiccups along the way…


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Without hesitation I headed in the direction of the restrooms. Running my fingers through my hair, I entered the hall. I tried to wipe every ounce of disgust from what I was about to do off my face.
I hated that this was part of who I was now.
There was no denying it though, no way to ignore it, not if I wanted to live. That was the truth about being a succubus. I could hate it all I wanted, but feeding was still a necessity.
Footsteps behind me caught my attention. I twisted my lips into a provocative smile as I spun to face my nameless conquest for the night. My eyes skimmed his features. Up close he was even more handsome than I first thought, not to mention taller. Hovering over my five-foot-two frame, I guessed he had to be close to six foot one. Sandy hair gelled and spiked to perfection was what my eyes landed on next, before moving to take in his eye color—brown. This was a letdown. Someone as handsome as he was should have an equally striking eye color. Not this guy. He was stuck with shit brown.
There was a joke in there somewhere about how that was probably fitting. It rested on the tip of my tongue as I continued to stare into his dull and ordinary eyes.
“Hey.” He flashed me a crooked smile, one I could tell was completely orchestrated and used often. “How you doin’?”
I fought to keep my lips soft and my smile in place, while cramming down the laugh that desperately wanted to bust free. Did he really think that line would get him somewhere with me? Obviously he’d watched one too many reruns of Friends. For the record, Joey said it way better.
“I’m good.” I leaned against the wall and looked up at him through my lashes. “How are you?”
Gripping his chin, he smoothed his hand over the slight scruff present and deepened his smile. His eyes swept over me in a devouring way. I could barely see the orange-red of his aura due to all the bright red now present in it. My lips twisted into a wicked smirk. He was beyond lustful, which was a good thing.
“Could be better.” His voice was heavy with cockiness. “But I think that’s what you called me back here for. Am I right? Are you going to make my evening a whole lot better, you cute little thing?” One of his brows arched as the same flicker of amusement danced behind his eyes.

Direct. He didn’t beat around the bush. I could handle getting right down to the nitty-gritty without having to keep up the act of being interested in him for longer than I wanted.

About the Author

SnyderJennifer Snyder lives in North Carolina were she spends most of her time writing new adult and young adult fiction, reading, and struggling to stay on top of housework. She is a tea lover with an obsession for Post-it notes and smooth writing pens. Jennifer lives with her husband and two children, who endure listening to songs that spur inspiration on repeat and tolerate her love for all paranormal, teenage-targeted TV shows.
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Djinn-a-licious: Wish for Me by A. Star (Review)


Steampunk-y machines to your heart’s content and a delicious Djinn plus great writing make for an excellent read! A. Starr has created a winner with Wish for Me, The Djinn Order, Book One. Read on for all the book details, to find out how you can win a $10 Amazon Gift Card plus other goodies, and my 5-star review. This tour was brought to you by Xpresso Book Tours.

Wish for Me by A. Star
(The Djinn Order #1)

Publication date: April 27th 2015
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance, Steampunk

Purchase Links: Amazon  |   B&N



Official Synopsis

Three wishes. Two lovers. One destiny.

When the snarky Glory St. Pierre discovers the gold mechanical vase in her deceased grandmother’s basement, she has no idea that she has uncovered a priceless treasure: a genie lamp. With a real genie inside. A very sexy genie with a not-so-sexy grudge against the entire human race.

Irving Amir hates being called a genie. He’s a Djinn, and he is none too happy to be in the service of Glory, who is as intolerable, and beautiful, as humans come. Now he owes her his gratitude for freeing him and three wishes. Damn his luck.

But an arrow through the shoulder alerts Irving to the fact that he is being hunted, and after a truce dinner with Glory ends with them both almost being killed, hating each other goes right out the window. As feelings change and love starts to develop, they must dig through the secrets and lies to find the truth…a truth neither of them will ever see coming.

WARNING: Not suitable for ages 18 and under. A significant source of bad language, sexy times, and dirty jokes. If you suffer from a lack of a sense of humor, take with plenty of wine. If the symptom persists, see a doctor.

My Review

She: Glory St. Pierre (I won’t tell you her middle name), 19, gives snarky a new meaning. A tatted college student, she always gets the right comeback, and her family know better than to mess with her. Until a handsome Djinn shows her a brave new world. Literally. And then she’s speechless.

He: An ancient Djinn, Irving Amir has eschewed serious responsibilities in his world to keep building his clever machines, like the bazooka you can hide in your pocket. So when a despicable (and ignorant) human finds his chronolier and summons him for her three wishes, he wants to either strangle or seduce the living daylights out of her. Not fall for her.

The conflict: A snarky human teen and an ancient Djinn. Need I say more?

The chemistry: Scorching. Despite the chasm in everything that separates those two, the moment when they get together couldn’t come soon enough. The sex is explicit (some bondage, too) but it hardly dominates the story.

The setting: Modern-day Boston and Shrinelyn, the Djinns’ world where steampunk meets harem pants.

The good stuff: The writing: I loved A. Star’s writing. To the point, witty, no-frills plus great banter. I had a distinct McKayla Lane/Jerricho Barrons feel at moments. Shrinelyn (I keep writing Slytherin) is rendered so beautifully, I wish this was made into a film so I could actually see it. The fashion: Check this out. A beaded corset under a fitted leather jacket with tuxedo tails, black leggings with lace on the side, short black stilleto boots, and a tiny top hat with a short black veil. I can’t get over how good that outfit would look! The cover and the blurb. I even made a post about that in my other blog.

The other stuff: Nothing much to write here. The ending is a bit rambling, leading to a “smooth” cliffhander that didn’t annoy me. And if I want to get super picky, I’d say that Irving started off as the ancient Djinn but soon turned into a NA character: playful, fun, soft, he was great, but I couldn’t really picture him as millenia old.

The bottom line: Five Djinn-a-licous stars to A. Star! I can’t wait for Book Two in the series.

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About the Author

A.StarA. Star is a fan of dirty passion. She loves to read it, and she damn sure loves to write it. She is the author of the Mythos: Gods & Lovers series, the Djinn Order series, and the Knights of the Joust series. She is a night-owl and a coffee junkie, and the only sneaker she would be caught dead wearing are Converses.

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