Thursday, July 31, 2014

Blog Tour & Review: Revive (Storm MC Series #3) by Nina Levine

He doesn’t do relationships.  Neither does she.  But they can’t fight the attraction any longer…

Nash Walker hides the demons that consume his soul.  He buries them deep and distracts himself with sex.  Anything to avoid facing a past full of heartbreak and regret; anything to numb the pain that he struggles with daily.

Velvet Carr has spent years fighting her demons.  It’s a fight she’s winning.  That is, until Nash crashes his way into her life and into her heart.  

It started out as a bit of harmless fun between friends; it wasn’t meant to get complicated for either of them.  But when two broken souls come together and arouse unwanted feelings in each other, complicated is what happens. 

Can Nash and Velvet help heal each other and revive the love in their lives that they’ve both been refusing to allow in for years?  Or will they let their demons ruin any chance they may have at happiness?

Since book one, I have waited for Nash’s book to come out.  I saw something in him that I wanted to read more of. When I found out that his book was coming out next, let’s just say this reviewer did a happy dance, it wasn’t pretty, but it was happy.  When I was able to review this book, even happier dance happened, still not a pretty one though lol.

Nash, man like I said you knew there was something more to him since book one and I was not expecting what I found out.  Honestly, I was thinking he was going to be your typical man whore, asshole who didn’t have depth but had a secret, maybe nothing that would have molded him but something.  What we got was a broken man who was living through something that would bring lower men to their knees.  He valued his friendship with Velvet, even though he may not have always liked what she had to say, he knew she was special and didn’t want to ruin that.  I have loved J and Scott and didn’t think anyone could beat them, but for me Nash blows them both out of the water.

Velvet was the yin to Nash’s yang.  She was smart mouthed when needed, a great friend and could make Nash laugh.  She also had a past, and it like Nash, it defined her.  She wasn’t ashamed of her occupation, even though she was making something better for herself, she never once put down what she did.  I felt for Velvet in a way that only someone who has gone through what she did could.  (Seriously by now I am not going to give it away so don’t ask lol)  I just loved her character. 

I devoured this book in one setting.  I am in love with the Storm MC men and love how each book still has great scenes with the previous couples.  I love when an author keeps her characters alive and an important part to the rest of the series.  There are a lot of MC books out there, some good, some well not so good, but this series and especially this book is one of the best out there.  Do yourself a favor and check it out.

Book #1 Storm: Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Barnes & Noble | KOBO | iBooks

Book #2 Fierce: Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Barnes & Noble | iBooks

Book #2.5 Blaze: Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Barnes & Noble | KOBO | iBooks

Book #3 Revive - Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Barnes & Noble | KOBO | iBooks | Amazon AUS

Book #4 Slay - Pre-Order Now: iTunes

USA Today Bestselling Author Nina Levine, is an Aussie author who writes stories about hot, alpha men and the tough, independent women they love.

When she isn't creating with words, she loves to create with paint and paper. Often though, she can be found curled up with a good book and some chocolate.


Friday, July 25, 2014

Blog Tour and Giveaway: Regret Me Not by Danielle Sibarium

For Mackenzie Green life is full of regrets; regrets from choices she made in the past, regrets for the things she’ll never see in her future. She regrets letting her grades slip while her sister was in rehab, ensuring she’ll never break away from the rumor-run, small town she lives in. She regrets breaking up with her future All American football playing boyfriend, Brayden Turner out of fear of getting hurt. Most of all she regrets every decision she made leading up to the night that changed her life forever. 

It’s only after Brayden cuts her off completely that Mackenzie realizes how much she wants him in her life. She’s learns that losing what you love breaks you, but sometimes it’s the only way to tap into your inner strength. 

Can Mackenzie find the courage to learn from her mistakes and move forward or will she spend her days consumed with regrets? Is it too late to convince Brayden she wants him in her life and that she’s in it for the long haul? Most of all, can she accept that sometimes bad things happen no matter how hard you try to protect yourself from them? Can she put it all behind her or will she live an unfulfilled life full of regrets?

I am sitting here three days after reading Regret Me Not and I am still torn about how I feel about this book.  There things that I really liked about the book, and then there are things that almost made me put the book down and walk away. 

Let’s start with what I liked.  I liked how Brayden took the time to get to know Kenzie and worked his way so that he was in her life and that she could go to him when she needed him.  He was there during a very stressful time in her life and didn’t turn his back when so many others would have left without a second thought.  Brayden was more than just the typical football quarterback, he is a good guy with true love for Kenzie, and even when again he should have turned his back on her for what she pulled. 

Kenzie, lord I have a like hate relationship with her.  I will admit 90% of the book I couldn’t stand her, and her reasoning behind a lot of her actions in my mind were utter bullshit, but she had a dose of reality when she saw that sometimes what you think is best is in fact the worst thing you could do.  Once she saw that Brayden loved her and would forgive her for one massive mistake on her part I think she finally believed that he did love her like he said.

There is something that tore my heart out and absolutely had tears in my eyes, so have tissues ready because even with me not overly loving this book, I cried and unless you don’t have a heart you will too.

Now let me move to what I hated about the book.  Okay hate is a harsh word, let’s go with strongly disliked.  Kenzie’s selfishness that only her feelings counted and that she knew what Brayden would do when they were apart.  She was so stubborn and then when she finally got her wish, she was upset because he moved on.  Now who he moved on with pissed me off so I was pissed at Brayden for a while too.  Her attitude at times just grated on my nerves.  She never took into consideration what Brayden wanted, which was her, she judged her sister who needed her love and support more than her cold shoulder.

Overall, this book is one that shows that sometimes the grass is not greener on the other side, that you never really know what you have until it’s gone.  It is also a book that shows the healing of a relationship, loss, and true tests of a relationship when the unthinkable happens.  And while I am on the fence about this book (I personally think it’s just me), it really is a good, emotional, angsty read that will piss you off, make you cry and finally make you smile.  

Danielle Sibarium, YA and NA author, grew up in Brooklyn, New York. Throughout her childhood she transported herself into a fantasy world full of magic and wonder. Books were the gateway between her play world and reality. On any given summer afternoon she became Snow White sweeping and cooking for the dwarfs or Cinderella waiting for the prince.

In 2004, Danielle won Honorable Mention in the Southern Heat contest. In 2007, she collaborated with Charlotte Doreen Small to write songs for her CD More. Danielle wrote the lyrics for Take My Hand and Goodbye, while Charlotte contributed the melody.

Danielle graduated from Farleigh Dickinson University with honors and currently resides in New Jersey with her husband and three children.

In October 2011, Danielle’s debut novel For Always was released. She has since released The Heart Waves Trilogy, Heart Waves, Breaking Waves, and Waves of Love, as well as To My Hero: A Blog of Our Journey Together, Into You, and Regret Me Not.

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Friday, July 18, 2014

Cover Reveal: Letting Go by Molly McAdams

On-sale 11/4/2014

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When Grey and Ben fell in love at thirteen, they believed they’d be together forever. They never dreamed that three days before their wedding, twenty-year-old Ben would suddenly die from an unknown heart condition, destroying his would-be-bride’s world. Grey would have spent the next two years simply going through the motions if it hadn’t been for their best friend, Jagger. He’s the only one who understands her pain ... the only one who knows what it’s like to force yourself to keep moving when your dreams are shattered.

While everyone else worries over Grey’s fragility, Jagger is the only one who sees her strength, and vows to always be there for her-even if it’s only as her best friend. As much as he wants Grey, he knows her heart will always be with Ben. But when Grey finds out that Jagger has loved her since before he even knew what love was, it might prove to be too much for her to handle.

Grey soon realizes their chemistry is undeniable, and they learn that admitting their feelings for each other means they’ve got to face the past. Is being together what Ben would have wanted . . . or a betrayal of his memory that will eventually destroy them both?

Friday, July 11, 2014

Blog Tour & Review: Take by Ella Frank

TAKE – verb: to reach for and hold in one’s hands or get into one’s possession, power or control. 

Logan Mitchell is a man who’s always been more than happy to take what he wants. It’s a philosophy that’s proven lucrative in both his business and personal life, and never was it more apparent than the night he laid eyes on Tate Morrison. After pulling out all the stops and convincing the sexy bartender to give him a try—he’s hooked. 

Now, Logan finds himself in a predicament that demands more from him than a smart-ass answer and his innate ability to walk away when things get too deep. 

He has a choice to make, and it’ll force him to do something he’s never done before—take a chance.

Tate Morrison knows all about taking a chance. He took the biggest one of his life the night he showed up at Logan’s apartment to explore his unexpected reaction to the man. 

Ever since then, he’s thought about little else.

At first he was convinced his attraction was based solely on his body’s curiosity. But the more time he spends with the silver-tongued lawyer, the more Tate realizes that their physical chemistry is only the beginning. 

He’s starting to catch a glimpse of what life with Logan would be like, and it’s one full of excitement and satisfaction—a far cry from what he had in the past with his soon to be ex-wife.

Each man will face their fears as they begin to understand the true meaning of give and take. Their feelings for one another will be tested, as will their very beliefs. But now that they’ve found love where they least expected it, will they be brave enough to reach out and take it?

Holy hell and here I thought Try was one of the sexiest things I have read, I was wrong, Take blows Try away. Now stop thinking about Tate blowing Logan or vice versa because if you don’t you won’t finish reading my review.

I love how Logan and Tate’s relationship is forming and already they are growing stronger as a couple.  These two truly are what each other needs in each of their lives.  Was there drama?  Hell yes but the drama while at one point I wanted to choke the shit out of both of them, (they still are men after all and do stupid shit even when it’s a gay relationship) but that drama also made them stronger.

Ella Frank has a way of completely drawing you into the story, making you think that you are in their bedroom just sitting there and watching one sexy as hell show go down between two hot men.  I couldn’t get enough of the sex between Logan and Tate, because they were so much more than just sex, it is love between them and I want more.  I really hope that the next book comes soon. I want to see where Ms. Frank plans on taking their relationship and for the simple fact that I just want more of Logan and Tate. 


“That’s your truck?”


“It’s so…”

“So what?” Logan challenged as he pulled his keys from his pocket.


“Excuse me. I’ll have you know I was driving this baby all through college and she still runs like a dream.”

Tate watched as Logan walked over to run his hand over the scratched-up tailgate, and he was amazed that he even made that look sexy. Like he was stroking a lover.

“And it’s a she, huh?”

Now around at the passenger’s side, Logan opened the door and looked at him over the bed of the truck. “Yeah. Jealous?”

Laughing, Tate walked over to where Logan stood with a hand on the door and kissed him slowly on the mouth. 

“I’m jealous of anything you stroke like that.”

“Get in the truck, Tate.”

“Or else?”

Logan stepped forward, crowding him back against the inside frame of the vehicle. “You’re not ready for the or else…”

Ella Frank is a #1 Amazon Bestselling Author. She writes both contemporary and erotic fiction and is best known for her Exquisite Series, Try and her most recent novel Veiled Innocence.

The minute she began her love affair with reading, she became and avid supporter of the romance genre and has never looked back. 

Ella is Australian born and bred but currently resides in Houston, Texas with her husband.


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Blog Tour: Raven by Ashley Suzanne

If I would have known then what I know now.

If I would have known that having my heart broken at thirteen by my one and only friend, Garrett Rhodes, would never compare to the empty feeling at sixteen when I buried my mother.

If I would have known that changing schools in my senior year would throw all that back in my face.

If someone would have told me that when you drink a fifth a night and get in bar fights at twenty one, I’d end up in jail … again.

Maybe … just maybe … I wouldn’t be in the hell storm I’m living in these days. Letting my past dictate my future, allowing the best of the best male MMA fighters bully me day in and day out and knowing no matter what I do, Garrett will always be the only man that understands me. I didn’t have to live this way. One day changed the course of my life forever.

Through all this mess, the one thing that I’ve found that keeps me centered … martial arts. And I’m damn good. If only someone would give me a chance to prove my worth.

All I can do now is make the best of it and try to not let the fight consume me.




“It doesn’t matter if you’re a man or a woman, you’re gonna wanna get in our next contender’s pants … show some love for our hometown legend, The Switch Hitter!” I snort at the name, expecting to walk out and see a fighter carrying a baseball bat. What do ya know? No bat in sight. Extra reinforcements might not have been a bad idea since I’m on fire and ready to bust the bricks off this clown.

Waiting for the emcee to call my name, I think of all the crazy things in my life that have led me to this point. I’ve experienced more than any one person should by the age of barely twenty-two—few happy moments surrounded by almost constant anguish. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?

“Being escorted to the cage by the most badass entourage I’ve seen tonight, all the way from Corbin, Kentucky … the newest fighter this side of the Mississippi … The Raven!” At least my name makes sense. Ravens are known for being alone, having no problem flying solo. That’s what I’ve done for the past four years anyway. 

After my announcement, the crowd erupts into cheers that I can hear loud and clear, even over the song streaming out of my iPod through my ear buds. Bouncing back and forth on the balls of my feet, I crane my neck side to side, examining the mass of people. It’s a good sized crowd for this venue. I sometimes wonder if these guys come to watch the fights for the love of the sport or because they like to see the ring girls walking around, barely dressed, carrying signs to designate what round we’re in. Oh well, they paid their cover and that money, if all goes according to plan, will be in my pocket later tonight.

With my coaches leading the way, I follow, bobbing my head to Down with the Sickness by Disturbed, mentally preparing myself. I run over everything I’ve been taught over the last year—how to get out of a submission hold, finding opportunities to take my opponent down, remembering not to be a cocky asshole. 

It took a lot of convincing for Zan to let me fight tonight. He’s not the kind father figure he portrays himself to be. He says he loves and supports his “children”, but deep down he’d rather me not get in that cage. I know damn well if I blow my first match, it’s going to be a long time, if ever, until he puts me on another card.

“You ready for this?” Zan asks, pulling out one of my ear buds.

Smirking, I eye up my competition that’s already inside the cage—a small, tiny thing that doesn’t look to have much muscle mass. I got this. Standing on the opposite side of the mat surrounded by coaches, glancing in my direction, the slightest tinge of fear flashes across those brown eyes, similar to mine. Physically, I’m not very intimidating—weighing in at average weight for my class with an average stature to match, but the menace written across my face is an entirely different situation.

Since my first introduction into the world of mixed martial arts, it’s all I can think about. It may be cliché, but I live, breathe and sleep MMA. It’s the one place I have any control. Nobody can take a match from me unless I allow them to, and my opponent isn’t going to walk away with anything … maybe disappointment, but I’m taking the purse. I already know I want it more; I can taste the victory and it’s going to be as sweet as I imagine it to be.

Stepping into the steel cage, I shrug my midnight blue robe off, right into the hands of my coach. Wearing standard MMA gear and my hair pulled back tight, I walk straight to the official who checks my taped hands. Once cleared, I step back to Zan who pops my mouth guard in for me, pats me on the shoulder and whispers in my ear, “It’s only you two. If you want it, make it happen. If not, we can leave right now.”

“Don’t worry, Z. I wouldn’t bring you all the way here to disappoint you.”

Zan and the other coaches walk out of the cage and the door slams shut, leaving only me, my opponent and the official inside. Meeting them in the middle, the ref goes over the standard rules for the fight. Both of us nod, bump fists and the bell dings, indicating round one is under way.

Pacing myself and testing Switch Hitter’s skills, I toss a few jabs in the air, needing to know if we’re on compatible levels. Weight class isn’t everything in the MMA world. Sometimes the smallest contender can be the best fighter. Without even flinching, my advances are shut down and every punch is dodged while some are tossed in my direction as well. None land. I may have to reevaluate my plan. This isn’t going to be as clean as I thought. 

It doesn’t take long before hands are wrapped around my legs. I try my hardest to center myself and stay on my feet, but I’ve been hit in just the right spot. I position my body to flip and mount, like I’ve been taught, but I’m not quick enough.

Before I know it, a strong forearm, stronger than I assumed, is wrapping around my neck, pulling back to cut off my air supply. Rear naked choke, shit. Taking a few deep breaths, I try to calm my overheated and exhausted body and find a way to maneuver out of this situation. From the corner of my eye, I see Zan signaling me to tap. Not yet. If I’m going to go down, the officials are gonna have to call a medic in here—quitting isn’t an option. Dangerous or not, it’s how I’ve been taught.

The phrase that’s been drilled into me for months dances around in my head. Don’t let the fight consume you.

Well, I’m consumed and I’m not giving up. I’ll figure a way out. I always have, I always will.


Ashley Suzanne is a married mother of three little boys as well as a daughter, aunt, sister, best friend, birth mother, blogger, book whore and author. Ashley is a native to the suburbs of Detroit, with most of her family living in Kentucky and New York. 

You can usually find Ashley sitting in bed, with her laptop, playing on Facebook, pretending to write, entering giveaways (she’s also a swag whore) or on a football field with her oldest son, Tyler. Yep, not only is she a football fan, she’s a football mom!

When she’s reading, it’s typically something to do with romance, contemporary being her favorite genre. She’s a total fan-girl over a few authors; Pamela Ann, SE Hall, Madeline Sheehan, Jasinda Wilder, Maya Banks, CM Stunich, Nicole Jacquelyn and Riley Rhea to name a few.

Ashley has no pets, unless you count her children and she is a little OCD. Her favorite color is pink. Her favorite drink is cherry vodka and coke and double chocolate brownies are a must.


Other Works by Ashley Suzanne (all available on Amazon, BN, iTunes, Kobo and Smashwords)

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