Cover Reveal: Resist Me by A.O. Peart

Lisbeth, the lone eyewitness of a shocking murder, believes the FBI witness protection program may be the only way for her to survive. But when a powerful explosion reduces the safe house to ashes, killing all of the FBI agents on duty, will she turn to a perfect stranger for help?
Ethan, an ex-Marine-turned-firefighter, has never really cared for any woman. He lives his life to the fullest, enjoying the bad boy stigma and cultivating a particular taste for dominant sex. Girls come and go, allowed to stay only long enough to satisfy Ethan’s wild appetite.
One morning at dawn, Ethan’s fire brigade is called to a fatal house explosion that levels the structure. When he pries open a trap door to the hidden panic room under the house, he find a gorgeous, though disheveled brunette. Lisbeth instantly turns Ethan’s world upside down, and he’s overcome by the burning desire to protect her, no matter the consequences.
Jack stood beside me. He was a big guy, even taller and bulkier than myself. At six-foot-two I towered over most of my buddies and coworkers. In our heavy fireproof coats, pants, and bunker boots we looked like giants next to the short and plump chief.
Chief glanced back and to the sides, as if making sure nobody can overhear us. “Jack, take the battalion lead. The captain stays here. I have a special mission for him.”
“Yes, sir.” Jack nodded and rushed into the building, no questions asked.
“What? You want me to leave my guys and stay here? What’s going on?” I was puzzled. Such thing has never happened before. I was the captain, and my team was my responsibility. But this was also a direct order, and I knew better than to question my superior.
The chief lifted his hand, palm facing me in a conciliatory gesture. “Jack can lead the team well enough. You are required to take on another task.” He motioned to the area where the excavation team was moving the equipment off the side. “You’re going to that panic room. With your Marine’s training, you’re my best man for the job.”
“Jack has received the same training as I have, Chief.”
He sighed and ran his hand through his thinning gray hair. “I know, Ethan. But Jack’s temper is better utilized there,” he nodded toward the building, “while you know how to restrain yourself. Besides, this… well, hell, I will tell you what the feds said. But that’s not to be discussed with anyone, Ethan. In that panic room is a sole witness to some big case the FBI is involved in. She’s young and terrified, and who knows in what state of mind she is after this mess here. They’re afraid she will pull out, and they’ll lose the only witness they need to pin down some troublemaker. What we need now is someone who can ease her out of there and make sure she feels safe.”
I gave him a skeptical look. Okay, so it was widely known that I had my way with women, although I would never kiss and tell. But some of the women apparently have done just that, because I’ve been quickly labeled as a “bad boy who won’t settle down”. No matter what, this was my private life, which I never mixed with my professional one. So why the hell would my superior hint at my special talents? I’ve proven to him and everyone else at work that when it comes to my job, I won’t be second-guessed.
“Ethan.” His bushy brows pulled together as he pinned me with his steely stare. “Look, the FBI needs her. She’s the only one who can testify in that case, and apparently there is some big fish involved that can’t be easily touched otherwise. I know you can talk to her and make her feel protected—”
“So that’s what this is about? Giving some poor girl a false sense of security?” I kept my voice low.
He sighed. “I’m sorry, son. That came out wrong.” The chief shook his head and exhaled forcefully. “Apparently, she’s been already hinting at pulling out, and so this,” he gestured around, “might be the last straw. What I’m asking is that you just try.”
I narrowed my eyes, looking at the spot where group 3 from Rescue 12 and a few black suits congregated in a circle. More feds tried to keep the media away. Several local TV stations were at the scene, cameras rolling. I spotted Anne, standing in front of the KOTS News Station camera, talking to a large microphone with the station logo on. When she gestured to the scene behind her, the fabric of her white button-down blouse stretched tautly over her round breasts. A fleeting recollection of those gorgeous tits under my fingers surfaced from some dark depths of my mind. My cock stirred, and a pang of desire ran through me. I pushed the not completely unwelcome memories out of my mind.
“That’s the order, Chief? I will do it, but I strongly believe I’m needed much more with my men inside that building.” I shoved my thumb over my shoulder, pointing to where my guys did what was absolutely necessary—killing the possible fire inside and preventing it from spreading onto the next building.
He sighed. “It’s a request. Please, Ethan. She’s my daughter’s age, just twenty-three; a college girl in the FBI witness protection program. The kid doesn’t have any family… she sure as hell could use some help from a firefighter.”
That did me in. Chief Holton’s daughter was born with Down syndrome. Her mother died, giving birth to her. The girl has recently developed a rare type of leukemia and was going through chemo treatments. She was the chief’s only child, and was slowly fading away. How could I possibly refuse his plea?
“Okay.” I nodded curtly and started to peel off my gloves and the heavy fire protection coat. The sun was up, and I was getting uncomfortably warm. “Is there a two-way communication established with that woman? A phone or a radio?”
“There was a separate landline, but it’s out of service now. Must’ve been damaged in the explosion. She’s not answering her radio either.”
“So no communication at all?”
“Nothing.” He shook his head.
We passed all the media, refusing the journalists’ pleads for comments about the incident. I bent at the waist, slipping under the barricade tape, Chief Holton following close behind. I heard him grunt in discomfort when he had to bend his bad knee to lower himself under the tape.
Two feds approached us. This time the chief made introductions. “Ethan, this is Agent Drasco,” he motioned to one of the left, “and this is Agent Cornell.”
They both nodded.
“This is Captain Ethan McCoy from Rescue 8. I briefed Captain McCoy about the situation,” Chief Holton told them. We need to move in. The lady in there might need medical attention.”
“How is the air supply in that panic room?” I asked.
“The room is equipped with air scrubbers. They draw in fresh air from outside and can filter it indefinitely,” Agent Drasco explained.
Long enough to wait out a chemical attack for example. Or, at least the worse of it. Must be the well-constructed safe room. I thought. “So smoke from the fire should be no problem then,” I said.
Agent Cornell cleared his throat and said in low baritone, “We are not completely positive on the air scrubbers functionality after the explosion. The system might’ve been damaged.”
“Is there an escape shaft?” I inquired.
“It was checked already, and the access is blocked by a heavy debris.” Agent Cornell shook his head.
“So let’s have our guys clear it.” What were the feds waiting for? Shouldn’t that be done already?
Drasco and Cornell exchange a fleeting glance, just a flicker of the eye, but it was enough for me to catch it.
Cornell drew in a breath. “The explosives were deposited at the escape shaft exit. Good part of the passage has collapsed.”
“So now this trap door here is the only way out, right?” I knew the answer, but without the complete blueprints of the underground structure I wanted to make sure we aren’t missing anything.
“Correct,” Drasco confirmed.
The excavation unit was done with clearing the area and salvage operation. They knew how to work fast and efficiently. Uncovered, was a small, steel trap door in the warehouse concrete floor. I kneeled by it and carefully ran my hands over the metal. There were four handles flush with the surface of the door. I wrapped my fingers around one handle opposite the massive hinges, fitting my hand into the round recess under it. I yanked on it. Nothing. I suspected the door could only be unlocked from the inside.
“I doubt we can simply pry it open. This isn’t going to be easy.” I examined the edges closer. “Can we get some tools to try?” I asked the guys from the drilling crew.
“This door is designed to be unlocked only from the inside,” Agent Cornell confirmed my theory. He crouched next to me and rapped his knuckles on the metal surface. “And it is sound proof, so she wouldn’t hear if we tried to communicate with her.”
As expected, there was no response from the room. This was a real-deal safe room, not the stuff you see in the movies, where the person inside might be verbally coerced to do something that the attacker wants. Sound insulation in real life was done to eliminate such nonsense and also to prevent anyone on the outside from hearing what was going on the inside, like a phone conversation with the police. But with such powerful explosion, there was no doubt the woman inside knew something went very wrong. So why wasn’t she trying to get out?
Agent Drasco stood a few feet away with three other dark suits, quietly talking on his cell phone.
“Ethan. Here!” Chief Holton handed me a crowbar.
A guy from the drilling crew walked to the opposite side of the steel door. He held another crowbar. I stood up and hooked my crowbar under the edge of the door. The other man did the same.
“If it doesn’t budge easily, we might need to try one of the excavation machinery to lift that door up,” Chief Holton announced. “By the looks of it, it’s too thick to spring free with the crowbars.
“Yeah. We can’t even make a dent here,” I murmured, repositioning the crowbar. “Let’s get tow equipment in here.”
At that moment I heard a muffled sound like a distant scraping, coming from the trap door. Everyone else around us must’ve heard that too, because the quiet conversations ceased, and we all gaped in that direction. The door slowly lifted an inch and then a few more. I was kneeling right by it, so I grasped the handle with one hand and hauled up the door up, opening it completely. A pair of wide-open, bright-green eyes stared at me from under a shock of dark, tangled curls. Lush, pink lips slightly parted, but not a sound came out.
“Miss Glasson!” Cornell stooped down, his hands on his knees. “I’m Agent Cornell, FBI. This is Captain McCoy and Chief Holton, both from the Portland Fire Department.
The green eyes darted from Cornell’s face to mine to Holton’s and back to mine. They locked with my eyes, holding me hostage, spellbinding me with almost a child-like intensity. God, she was gorgeous; breathtaking even, with her pale complexion highlighted with a little splash of pink over her high cheekbones. Those green eyes were huge, framed in thick, long lashes. She was scared too; I could sense it, although she fought not to show it. She bit on her lower lip to keep it from trembling.
I extended my hand to her. “We’re here to help, Miss. Are you hurt? The paramedics need to see you now.”
She took my hand. “My name is Gloria,” the girl whispered. Her skin was warm against mine, her hand fitting perfectly inside my hand.
“I’m Ethan,” I whispered back. Why was I whispering?
“What happened here? It was horrible to be down and not knowing.” She looked around, her eyes wide.
“There was an explosion. I’m sure the agents will explain everything to you.”
“Where is Agent Vera? Agent Kolaski?”
I slowly shook my head from side to side. “The whole structure was leveled. Nobody survived. I’m sorry.”
She stared at me, open-mouthed and then said, “I slept in the safe room, as always. Agent Vera told me to secure the door last night and only open it when instructed by her or Agent Kolaski. How… what caused the explosion?”
“We don’t know yet. Here, let me help you out. Careful now.” I gently grasped her elbow with my other hand. She had small bones and not much meat over them.
Before climbing out, she hastily put her hood on. It fell down past her forehead, shading her face from view.
Chief Holton and one of the feds were on Gloria’s other side, trying to assist with guiding her out of the chamber, but she placed her palm flat on the ground and pushed herself up, swinging one knee out onto the ground covered with chunks of concrete and other debris. She still held onto my hand though, squeezing it hard, until it hurt.
I winced. For such a slim woman she packed some muscle, at least in her grip.
The feds swarmed around us like black crows. Agent Cornell was asking her questions and declaring her absolute safety. Gloria shied away from them. A deep frown settled between her dark brows, while her delicate mouth curved down as if in resolve to block off his assurances.
“Are you a paramedic?” she asked me hopefully. “I feel nauseous.” There was pleading in her eyes. She was shaking.
I wrapped my turnout coat over her shoulders, and she accepted it with a look of gratitude on her face. “Yes, ma’am, I’m trained as paramedic.”
Drasco came up to Gloria and said quietly, “Miss Glasson. As soon as you’re checked by the EMTs, I have an order to take you to an undisclosed location.
“No!” she backed up, bumping into me.
The contact made my body aware of her even more than before. The top of her hood brushed the spot under my chin, and a shiver ran through me, straight to my cock, which stirred and strained against the fabric of my bulky pants.
“No. I want to be left alone. Do not follow me,” she said without moving away from me. She looked straight at Drasco. “I was promised the absolute protection. Is this what you call safety?” Gloria angrily motioned around.
“Miss Glasson,” Cornell hissed. “Not here. Not with the witnesses around, please.”
“Fine,” she murmured.
“Let me take you to the rescue rig.” I touched her back.
She nodded and walked with me. Chief Holton and the feds went with us. Two of our EMTs were by her side already, but she seemed to want to stay close to me. That didn’t really surprise me. I was used to women gravitating toward me, as if I reeked of pheromones. But there was something different about Gloria.


I was born and raised in Poland. When I was just seven-years-old I decided to learn English, because I wanted to translate my favorite Polish fairy tales.
I write in multiple genres, including paranormal, fantasy, urban fiction, sci-fi, contemporary, and short stories. I am a member of Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, Western Washington Chapter, author critique group, Writers In the Rain, and several authors’ and readers’ networking groups on Linkedin, Facebook, and Goodreads.
I love reading good books almost as much as writing them. I describe myself as “European born, American by choice”. I can never decide which season I prefer—summer or fall. I speak with Polish accent and love listening to the Southern drawl. I am passionate about watercolor painting, fashion—especially stilettos, rock climbing, environment, and organic food and gardening. I live in the Seattle area with my family and a chronically curious cat, Cinnamon.
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Book Review: Four Weeks Till Forever by Nadia Lee

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Title:  Four Weeks Till Forever 

Author: Nadia Lee  

Genre:   Adult Contemporary Romance


A perfect summer romance from Nadia Lee–a modern-day Cinderella story featuring a billionaire restaurateur Prince Charming and a skittish secretary with a past…

He’s never met a woman he wants to spend his life with…

The man: Billionaire playboy Mark Pryce.

The problem: A “real” date for his family’s Fourth of July party…or he’ll have to attend with the heiress his mother’s picked out for him to marry.

The woman: His best friend’s executive assistant Hilary Rosenberg–the only one who can save him from this fate worse than death.

…she is convinced good men are a thing of the past.

Disillusioned by a series of painful relationships, Hilary has no interest in dating Mark–even as a pretense–for the next four weeks. He’s too sexy, too smart, altogether too attractive…and a sure bet to break her heart. But she owes him a favor, and she always pays her debts.

When their charade threatens to turn into a happily ever after, can a reformed playboy convince his wary Cinderella that fairy tale endings really can come true?

Four Weeks Till Forever is 300 pages long in print.


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“God must’ve been in a really good mood when Mark had been conceived.  Grossly unfair, but such was life.”



I adore Nadia Lee’s books.  She almost makes me believe that rich men can be adorable, and can be capable of indulging and loving women that are independent, less than perfect, and not of their social class.  And of course they are all successful, well-educated, handsome, well endowed, toned, and talented in bed.  Alas, I think we need to change the genre to science fiction or fantasy, as that is not at all what occurs in the real world – but that is why we read books is it not?   Ms. Lee delivers beautiful visuals, as if a movie reel is running in my head.  Her writing is also emotive, I feel their embarrassment, humiliation, as well as their elation and relief.  Alas, only one steamy sex scene in this novel – shucks.  But there is plenty of drama and disappointments for our heroine, whose crazy family history makes my own seem much rosier in comparison.  As always, I look forward to more of the story and will be anxiously awaiting her next book in the series, yet thankfully, no cliffhangers – as each can stand alone.

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What’s Next

My next book Merry in Love (Hearts on the Line Book 6), a heart-warming holiday romance featuring Meredith Lloyd and her best friend’s sexy older brother Daniel Aylster, is scheduled for late October / early November, 2014.

You can preorder it right now from Apple. You can also add it to your Goodreads bookshelf if you’d like.

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Blog Tour, Review, Giveaway: Under Contract by Jacquelyn Ayres

Book: Under Contract
Author: Jacquelyn Ayres
Genre: Erotic Romance/Erotic Humor

Charlotte McKendrick is your typical thirty-something stay-at-home mom. She has three beautiful children, a loving family, special friends, and the most wonderful, adoring husband. Her life is a dream.

Er . . . let’s try this again.

Charlotte McKendrick is not your typical thirty-something stay-at-home mom. Yes, she’s got three beautiful children, a loving family (all of them lingerers—you’ll see), and her friends are special, all right! As far as her wonderful, adoring husband, what a joke! That bastard abandoned her and the kids six months ago.

Now, she will do anything she can to survive and provide for her children. Even if it means signing on the dotted line . . .

Mitch Colton is the CEO of Colton Technologies. Most of his year is spent traveling around the world, bringing companies the latest innovations in automobile technology. He doesn’t have time for a traditional relationship and the BS that comes with it. He doesn’t do the “marriage” thing, the “kid” thing, and he certainly doesn’t do the “falling in love” thing. All that said, he still wants someone to come home to. Someone who will offer everything he wants, and nothing he doesn’t. He realizes loyalty paired with these kinds of demands won’t come cheap. No problem. What he doesn’t realize is that once Charlotte McKendrick signs that dotted line, he’ll be paying with a lot more than money.

My Rating:


Favorite Quotes:

“If your face looked any more perplexed, you’d turn into a shar-pei.”

“I’m pretty much a bullshit – free zone.  I don’t take it, I don’t give it, and quite frankly I want nothing to do with it.  If I smell bullshit – I call it and leave the room.”

“You know that feeling you get when you meet someone you know will become a lifelong friend?  Yeah – that’s the feeling I just got.”


My Review:

I am new to Jacquelyn Ayres and I could kick myself for being so slow to arrive at the party.  I absolutely love her writing style.  It is as if my friends and I are talking over a glass of wine and recounting events.  It is relaxed, wickedly funny, observant, casual, and oh so steamy.  I resented any intrusion while I was reading.  After fussing at me several times in attempts to get my attention, I actually huffed at my sweet little husband, and told him to “go away, just go away!”  It wasn’t a predictable story, and I loved all the twists and turns and odd little characters, as life really is full of twists and turns and odd little characters.  I immersed and indulged myself with this book and it was one of the most enjoyable days I can remember for months on end.  It was actually just the right length but I do wish it went on a bit longer as I was enjoying the story so much.  Do yourselves a favor and pick up a copy, you can thank me later.

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I am a domestic engineer (born and raised in NJ) whose sole responsibility is to guide three young, impressionable kids into becoming phenomenal adults. This challenging yet rewarding work requires a lot of love (coffee), patience (wine), and determination (periodic exorcisms). I work this magic from the beautiful state of New Hampshire.

Before becoming a domestic goddess (not really), I spent over a decade in the medical field, where I wore more hats than the Queen.

I have loved the written word and the great escape it provides since I was a little girl. When I wasn’t reading about people and the places they lived, I was creating my own characters and adventures.

Finding myself again through my writing in The Lost & Found Series, The One, and The GEG Series has been nothing short of a dream come true. Also, it makes people feel better when I laugh randomly or talk to myself, knowing it’s my characters and not “the voices” . . . that would be creepy.

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Book Review: Covered in Coal by Silla Webb

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Title: Covered in Coal

Author: Silla Webb

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Carly Jo Simon believed that Colton Weston was her future, but he shattered her heart into tiny pieces. Just like any little girl would, she assumed her daddy would always be by her side. Unbelievably, he turned his back on her when she needed him most, leaving her with no one in her life to turn to for support. Without options, Carly runs away from the only home she’s ever known, leaving behind her heartache and the betrayal of the two men she loved most.

Seven years later, Carly reluctantly returns to Kentucky. Her daddy is dying of cancer and Colton is nothing like the boy she once loved and left. After her daddy passes, Carly must uproot her life in South Carolina and take control of Simon Coal Company, where she has no choice but face the pain of her past.

Can Carly keep her secrets buried deep beneath the black Kentucky coal and her heart safe from the fiery Colton Weston?

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Favorite Quote:

“When two people are meant for each other, no time is too long, no distance is too far, no one can ever tear them apart. You are my infinity, my always, my forever.”

My Review:

Swoon! My, oh my – that Colton is a sweet talker! I fell in love with him rather quickly, although in real life, he is the type of man I probably would have no interest in at all. This book was such a surprise to me on many levels. I didn’t expect it to be so emotionally intense and well written. I was such a happy camper. I consumed it as if I feared my brand new kindle would explode, I couldn’t put it down. I am not at all familiar with coal mining, the area, or their lifestyle, yet I was interested in each character and wanted to know their backstories and thoughts. I started getting tense when I could see I was near the end with no clear resolution in sight, then boom! The worst thing in the world happened to me… a monster cliffhanger. ARG! I hate cliffhangers more than cockroaches, mosquitoes, and biting ants… I despise them with the heat of a thousand suns… they are a cruel marketing ploy… an evil plot against the consumer… but damn it, I am hooked. I care about these characters and want to know what happens to them. Even though my TBR list is long and I have deadlines for other reviews, I find I am unwilling to start a new book as I don’t want to leave this one just yet. I continue to think about it days later. You are an evil genius Silla Webb – I shake my fist at you with one hand and blow kisses to you with the other. Sigh. Sign me up for the next installment – pretty please…

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Book Review: Unbroken by Melody Grace


Title: Unbroken

                                                                                                Author: Melody Grace

                                                                                            Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance


Juliet McKenzie was an innocent eighteen-year old when she spent the summer in Beachwood Bay—and fell head over heels in love with Emerson. Complicated, intense Emerson, the local bad boy. His blue eyes hid dark secrets, and just one touch could set Juliet ablaze. Their love was demanding and all-consuming, but when summer ended, tragedy tore them apart. Juliet swore she’d never go back, and she’s kept that promise… Until now.

Four years later, Juliet’s done her best to rebuild the wreckage of her shattered life. She’s got a great boyfriend, and a steady job planned after she graduates. Returning to Beachwood to pack up her family’s beach house to prepare it for sale, Juliet is determined that nothing will stand in the way of her future. But one look from Emerson, and all her old desire comes flooding back. He let her go once, but this time, he’s not giving up without a fight. And Emerson fights dirty.

A heartbreaking history. An unstoppable passion. Torn between her past and future, Juliet struggles to separate love from desire. But will they find a way to overcome their tragic secrets—together? And after so much damage has been done, can a love remain unbroken?

*This book contains adult situations and explicit content.*

 My Rating:

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Favorite Quotes:

“After all, pretending is what my family does best.  Dad pretends he’s not a washed up academic with one failed book to his name and a taste for vodka martinis at four p.m.  My sister pretends she cares about more than landing herself a rich lawyer husband with a country club membership and a six-figure bonus.  My mom pretends she doesn’t regret throwing her life away on a charming British writer, or notice his late night “advising” students at the office, and the disdain in his voice whenever he does remember to stumble home. “

“Then he smiles, a flash of something true and reckless, so darkly beautiful I feel my heart stop all over again.  This is what they write stories about, I realize, as if from far away.  All those books and movies and poems I’ve read, this is what they all were preparing me for, the day when a strange man smiles at me, and makes me forget who I am.”

My Review:

This is undoubtedly one of the best books I have read in ages.  It was well written and finely honed, with not one wasted sentence.  I was interested and transfixed throughout.   From the first paragraph to the last, this story had a constant thrum of emotion that was held and sustained on each page.  The emotion varied in-depth and intensity, and ranged from regret, grief, and despair; to passion, lust, and finally – satisfaction.  I was brought to tears several times.  At the least, either melancholia or anxiety were almost nearly always present.  Our heroine, Juliet, suffers from panic attacks and self-doubt, she lives with the constant tension she has endured from her family – of not measuring up, never being enough. – which has carried over into all her adult relationships.  She grew up and lived in a family more concerned with appearing to be a family, than with actually trying to be one.  At age 18 she finds her first love and thinks he’s, “the one,” as  she finally feels relaxed and accepted, so she is doubly devastated when it ends.  Running into her epic love four years later proves she hasn’t deal with it as well as she thought, but the complications provide a second chance, and some smoking hot sex scenes.  Epic love is an interesting concept, second chance at romance is a favorite theme for me, and toss in lots of steam… it was perfection!  Melody Grace has a new fan girl!

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Cover Reveal: Heart of Light by T.K. Leigh


Title: Heart of Light

Author: T.K. Leigh

Anticipated Release Date: August 26, 2014

Genre: Romantic Suspense



Twelve years ago, Jolene’s adoptive mother died. Twelve years ago, a man showed up at Jolene’s door and promised to take care of her. Twelve years ago, Jolene was happy.

Then it all changed…

Jolene Bergio has spent the last twelve years of her life asking one question… Why? Why was she left in the custody of a man who would sell her each and every night to the highest bidder? After a few years, she shut off, giving up hope that anyone would ever find her. Until her luck changed one night and she escaped. Twelve years later, she finally feels something she hasn’t felt in a long time… Free.

Scared that her past will find her unexpectedly, she hides away in a rented beach house, trying to distance herself from everyone… Until Dr. Cameron Bowen enters her world and slowly tears down the walls that she has built up over the past twelve years of her captivity. Jolene begins to learn to love again.

And trust again.

But when a man from Jolene’s past emerges, will she be able to keep her identity hidden? When lies are told and hearts are broken, will the truth surface in time to bring Jolene back from the shadows that threaten to expose who she really is?

Heart of Light is a captivating story of love, strength, and survival.



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About the Author

T.K. Leigh

T.K. Leigh, otherwise known as Tracy Leigh Kellam, is the USA Today Best Selling author of the Beautiful Mess series. Originally from New England, she now resides in sunny Southern California with her husband, dog and three cats, all of which she has rescued (including the husband). She always had a knack for writing, but mostly in the legal field. It wasn’t until recently that she decided to try her hand at creative writing and is now addicted to creating different characters and new and unique story lines in the Contemporary Romantic Suspense genre.

When she’s not planted in front of her computer, writing away, she can be found running and training for her next marathon (of which she has run over fifteen fulls and far too many halfs to recall). Unlike Olivia, the main character in her Beautiful Mess series, she has yet to qualify for the Boston Marathon.

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Book Review: John Dreamer by Elise Celine

John Dreamer

Title: John Dreamer

Author: Elise Celine

Genre: Fantasy, Young Adult


Andy wasn’t usually sure about much, but she was absolutely certain this was the weirdest day of her life as she stood stranded in the middle of a great white room with six strangers. Well, they were mostly strangers. She could have sworn she’d seen the guy with the green eyes before, and maybe that was why he kept staring at her.

When a man calling himself the Guardian appeared and said they had come to make their deepest dreams come true, they embark on an adventure none of them ever imagined, and the consequences of their actions would change them forever.

“John Dreamer” is the first in a series of books set in the confines of the Great White Room.

Favorite Quote:

“I walked around again, and had the odd feeling that the place was moving along with me. Every time I tried to get to the other side, the way became longer; if I retraced my steps, I returned to the same spot. Was I in some sort of institution? I felt completely sane, even though everything around me seemed daft. I wanted a mirror so I could see my face. I needed that sense of self.”

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As I read this book I complained bitterly to my husband that it was frustrating me, I just wasn’t “getting it!” I felt dense and inadequate, those mind prickling and anxious feelings of self-doubt, that I really don’t like to experience, were cluttering my head. But I had committed to doing a review, so I kept plodding along at it, annoyed with the book and annoyed with myself. The characters in the book were also frustrated and confused, so I was not alone in my distress. Mid-way through, I started finding little jewels and kernels of insight or observations… hmm. But I worried it was merely a fluke, as the story went off again in some weird direction, reminiscent of 60’s movie scenes about a bad acid trip. Yet the book was well written and tightly edited, so why was I having such a problem? Not until the very end of the book, did I realize what a profound and beautiful story it actually was. I was somewhat moved and had to read the last chapter one more time to make sure I really did “get it” and huzzah! I did! I felt so proud, yet was so relieved to be done, and had no desire to read it again. Phew, my college degrees were not wasted after all!
So now I face a dilemma, do I recommend it to our readers? I was frustrated and rankled most of the way through – but it actually was a beautiful story at the end. I have pondered this for days… I have decided not to decide, and will leave that responsibility up to you. Hmm, with decisions like that, I think I might just have a bright future in politics!

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Book Blitz: Almost Bad Boys Omnibus (#1-3) by A.O. Peart


Almost Bad Boys Omnibus by A.O. Peart
(Almost Bad Boys #1-3)
Publication date: May 24th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance


This Omnibus Edition collects the three Almost Bad Boys books into a single package: Almost Matched, Almost Broken Up, and Almost Too Far.
How to describe this hilarious and sexy series in just one sentence?
A martini glass of sizzling romance, a jigger of suspense and crime, perfectly shaken with a twist of wacky humor.
By popular demand from my readers, I wrote an additional scene for Almost Matched: COLIN AND NATALIE’S FIRST NIGHT TOGETHER. The bedroom doors are cracked open for you to sneak in and, I don’t know… hide behind the curtain maybe?
This exclusive scene has never been published before and is only included in this Omnibus.

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~ ALMOST MATCHED: Would you take another shot at love? Or just settle on a friend with benefits?
~ ALMOST BROKEN UP: How far would you go to protect the one you love?
~ ALMOST TOO FAR: Where would you draw the line between love and trust?



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Angela Peart


A.O. Peart is the author of New Adult and Young Adult fiction novels, including NA contemporary romantic comedy series Almost Bad Boys. She writes in multiple adult, NA, and YA genres: contemporary, paranormal, urban fantasy, and short stories.

Angela was born and raised in Poland. She now lives in the Seattle area with her family and a chronically curious cat.
She describes herself as European born, American by choice.

Find Angela here:!/Angela_Peart

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Cover Reveal: Finding Forever by L.L. Collins

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Book- Finding Forever
Living Again Series #4
Author- L.L. Collins 
Genre- Contemporary Romance
Lacey Russell has had enough heartbreak and loss for one lifetime. Turning tragedy into motivation, she becomes a veterinarian to honor her mother’s memory. She knows the path her life is on and she decided long ago that falling in love is not part of that plan. She’s seen firsthand that all it does is cause sorrow and pain.
Brantley Tucker is the heir to Tucker Ranch, the most well-known ranch in all of Nashville. Much to the dismay of his parents, he doesn’t want it. It’s always been his dream to model, and he’s worked hard to achieve success. All he wants is to be supported and loved, but he wonders if that will ever happen for him.
After many chance encounters throw Lacey and Brant together, it feels like something bigger than them is at work. When Lacey gets news that shatters her entire world, can she accept the support and love that Brant offers, or will the fear of the unknown make her turn down the chance at finding her forever?
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Cover Reveal: Sizzle by Sarah O’Rourke



Molly Ramsey lives a nice, normal life. Her cat, her dog, and her two best friends are more than enough for her, thank you very much. Working for her brother’s best friend helps pay the bills, even though she often wants to strangle the sizzling-hot egomaniac with his own outrageously expensive tie!
William “Devil” Delancy built his vast empire through sheer determination and corporate takeover. The millionaire always gets what he wants…from women to companies and all points in between. And when he is done with them, he discards them without another thought. So when his sainted, dying grandmother voices her concern about his lack of a wife, he does what he knows best: he takes what he wants! And it just so happens that the woman nearest and dearest to him is his own assistant – the beautiful Molly.
What happens when the Devil asks you to pay your dues? Molly Ramsey is just about to find out! Join this racy, rollicking romantic comedy and see just how far the Devil can push the unsinkable Molly before she sets both their worlds on fire? Romantica, erotica, humor, comedy and much more in this 110,000+ word standalone.



“Devil!” Molly squealed, gripping his neck as he hauled her into his arms and turned toward the stairs. “What are you doing?”

“If you think that I’m going to make love to you for the first time on the living room sofa, you have drastically underestimated me,” he replied, taking the steps two at a time.

Molly gripped his shoulders as he carried her like she weighed nothing more than a bag of flour. Swallowing hard as her heartbeat sped up, she suddenly realized that this was really happening between them. Dozens of doubts flooded her mind, but every single one of them fled as he walked into his spacious bedroom and placed her in the center of his huge bed.

Licking her lips as she watched him kick off his shoes and push his slacks down over his lean hips, she caught her breath. His body was ripped perfection. Toned well muscled arms, hard lickable six pack, firm thighs… and the longest, thickest cock she’d ever seen in her life. Letting her eyes drift over him again, she blinked as she noticed a small tattoo just above his hip. “You’ve got a tat?” she asked, sitting up on the bed so that she could caress the small Celtic cross that he had on his skin. “Straight laced, serious Devil Delancy did something daring?” she teased, peeking up at him through her lowered lashes.

Chuckling, he brushed his fingers against her jaw as her fingertips traced the cross on his hip. “One very drunken night in college a very long time ago.”

“It’s pretty,” she praised, leaning into his hand as she noticed his bobbing cock close to her lips.

Following her gaze, his lips curved wickedly. “I really hope you’re talking about the tat and not my dick, sweetheart.”

“Hmmmm,” she hummed, pressing a finger to her lips as she considered both.

“You are truly hell on a man’s confidence, Molly Ramsey,” he growled, gazing down at her as she smiled up at him.

“As far as I know, confidence has never been an attribute you lacked,” Molly replied with a giggle, lifting one hand to caress him again. “But if you really need to have your ego stroked, I’ll do my best to comply,” she promised softly. His low groan of approval emboldened her and she slowly brought him to her mouth, brushing her lips lightly against the flushed head of his cock. Inhaling deeply, she gazed at his sizeable arousal and shivered as she thought about him filling her. Darting her tongue out to sweep against his tip, she heard his harsh indrawn breath.



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 eighteen years of marriage…one to a super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!



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