Book Tour: Until Jax By Aurora Rose Reynolds

Ellie Anthony isn’t looking for love. She isn’t even looking for a man, but when Jax Mayson insists on keeping her and her daughter safe, she’s left with no choice but to trust him. Now she just hopes she doesn’t get hurt when she falls hard for a guy who’s known for breaking hearts.

Jax Mayson knows that Ellie is his BOOM the moment he sees her. When he finds out she has a daughter, he realizes he wants a family, and he will do whatever is necessary to keep both of his girls safe, even if that means facing the demons from his past.

O.M.G.! I absolutely LOVED Until Jax!  I love the Boom!  If you don’t know what this is, first of all are you living in a cave?  Okay if you don’t know what the Boom! is read the Until series then read Until Jax because you will understand why I love it so much. 

Until Jax is everything that we have come to love from any of the Until series books.  Sexy alpha males, sassy females, drama, action, sex, oh baby the sex, love, humor and oh so much more.  With every book that Ms. Reynolds writes about this family I love them more and more.  I am not even going to lie, I screamed like I just won the lottery when I saw the arc hit my kindle.  What can I say, I was just a tad bit excited. 

Jax.  I need Jax in my life.  He is sweet, protective, funny, sexy, loving, basically everything an alpha male should be.  When he first meets Ellie in Until July, he knows that she is his Boom.  The men just know and once they know there is no stopping them from winning over the other parts of their heart and soul.  I love how he immediately was not just protective of Ellie but of her daughter as well.  That right there is what a true man is.  He opens his heart and life even to children who may not be his but will be soon.  I do feel for him, when something happens, something that had me tearing up, it will make you want to make things right with people in your life that you may not be getting along with.

Ellie is sweet and from the start I loved her character.  She has her own secrets but once she feels that she can trust Jax she opens up to him and allows him into her heart and her daughter’s.  She was the perfect Boom for Jax.  Even with everything she had been through she stayed strong when most would crack like a broken egg. 

I honestly cannot get enough from this author or these Until series.  I am anxiously awaiting the next book.  I love how this series shows that love can happen at first site, may it be a Boom or fate, that when you find that other part of your heart that you should never give up until they are yours.

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“Thank you again for taking me.” Pulling my eyes from the road for a brief moment, I look at Ellie. Her head is resting against the window, her legs pulled up onto the seat, tucked near her ass, and her arms are wrapped tight around them. One thing I’ve noticed about her over the last few hours is she’s always wrapping her arms around herself or tucking her body into a tight ball. It’s like she’s forcing herself to stay together.

“I told you I got you, baby,” I say gently, wanting more than anything to take her hand in mine, but every time I touch her, she freezes up like she’s waiting for me to strike out at her, and I would be lying if I said that didn’t piss me the fuck off. It does; it feels like a slap in the face every time it happens.

“I know,” she whispers, and the tears I hear in her voice cause a sharp pain in my chest.

Fuck.

“This is the turnoff.” Her feet go to the floorboard and her hands to the dash as she sits up taller, moving her face closer to the windshield. We drive up a long dirt driveway with forest and the occasional broken down car on each side. When we make it to the top of the hill, a singlewide trailer comes into view, with junk cars and garbage piled up out front.

As soon as I come to a stop, she opens her door and hops out before I can tell her to keep her little ass in the cab. I don’t even know how I’m going to deal with the range of emotions that have settled over me since seeing her for the first time.

“Fucking Boom,” I mutter, getting out behind her and doubling my steps until I’m able to reach her side, where I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her closer to me. She’s so fucking tiny that the top of her dark head sits right at my chest. So fragile, from her too soft skin to her petite size. And she’s mine.

 Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.

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Blog Tour: Tainted Deception By Aleya Michelle

Ivy Maisen thinks she knows exactly what type of guy Chase Hudson is — billionaire, extremely good looking, cocky as hell, and a guy that women salivate over... 

But looks can be deceiving... 

Underneath the tuxedo, luxurious demeanor and smooth character is a bad boy covered in tattoos, piercings, the lead singer in a band, and he owns three of the clubs that Ivy frequents. 

Oh and he rides a Harley... 

Will Ivy finally open her eyes and allow herself to see the real Chase or will she reject his alter-ego and refuse his advances again and again? 

When desire is tainted with deception and lies, does that person become less desirable? 

Could love be the one thing powerful enough to push them past the deception and down to the real person underneath the facade?

When trying out a new author it is always a gamble.  What I mean by that is sometimes you find a winner, and sometimes you lose big time.  Well this time I found another winner!  Tainted Deception by Aleya Michelle was a winner for sure.  I mean hello what is not to love?  We have a rockstar billionaire!  A double whammy if I may say in the book boyfriend department.  I want a Chase/Chaser (read the book you will understand what I mean) of my very own!  Move over Ivy I am willing to fight you for him!

I am not going to divulge into the entire storyline because I want you all to just go and pick up this one and find out for yourself why Tainted Deception will have you not only wishing for a Chase of your very own but will remind you to never judge a book by it’s cover.  You never know what you may find under a tuxedo, it could be a tattooed rocker, who ends up the perfect man for you.  Make sure you have added this one to your TBR lists, I think you all will end up loving it.

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ALEYA MICHELLE

Born and raised in Sydney, Australia. 

Happily married and mother of 3 gorgeous and very active boys. A true lover of reading and escaping into a book, I love to write and find solace and escape through my characters and story lines.

So excited to finally publish my debut novel Breaking my Heart in May, Book 2 Healing my Heart was released September 17th.

The third and final book in My Heart Series is Forever in my Heart and is releasing February 20th.

Favorite past times include shopping, reading, going to the beach and seeing friends. 

Music is another great love.

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Blog Tour: Hold On By Kristen Ashley

Since she was young, Cher Rivers knew she was not the kind of girl who got what she wanted. A girl who could hope. A girl who could dream. She knew a happily ever after just wasn't in the cards for her.

In love for years with the last bastion of the 'burg's eligible bachelors, Garrett Merrick, Cher worked hard at making him laugh. Being one of the guys. Having him in her life the only way she could. All this knowing he was in love with another woman.

The Merrick Family is known for loving deep. So when Cecelia Merrick was murdered, it marked the Merricks in a way none of them recovered. Both Cecelia's children found love. Both turned their backs on it. But Garrett "Merry" Merrick knew in his soul the woman he divorced years ago was the one for him.

Until the night when Cher took Garrett's back and things changed. The Merrick family loves deep. They also protect fiercely. And with his eyes finally open, Garrett sees the woman who truly is for him and he goes after her.

It is always an emotional thing when a favorite series comes to an end.  It is even more emotional when the author has the ability to completely draw you into her worlds, make you feel like you are a part of the family, like what you are reading isn’t just words on paper, but that it is real.  Kristen Ashley has been able to do all of those things and more for me ever since I first discovered her books years ago.  When I was told I was selected for an ARC I was at the street fair, so totally something the Queen herself would be doing, I literally danced in the street embarrassing my husband.  He just didn’t understand the excitement I had for Hold On being on my kindle before most of my friends.

Hold On brings us full circle.  We met Cher in For You when she was the girlfriend of the psycho who was after February, we learned then that she had no idea what was going on and her luck with men really sucked.  What we didn’t know was that beneath that tough girl exterior, was someone who had been burned by love more than once that she felt she wasn’t good enough for her own happily ever after. 

Garrett, aka Merry we know has gone through his own hurt.  He lost the love of his life when he pushed her away and divorced her.  If you have read Golden Trail you know what happened to cause this but you don’t know it all.  When Merry finds out his ex is moving on for good he doesn’t take it well and ends up at the bar where Cher is tending that night.  He knows his friend will be there for him.  Sometimes though, the person who you thought was the absolute one for you, the only one you would ever want ends up being the wrong person.  It just takes something to happen to open up your eyes to see what is right in front of you.

The first 6% of the book had my feeling so many emotions; I had tears in my eyes for Cher after a certain scene. I wanted to just take her in my arms and say you are worthy of love.  My heart hurt for her, my eyes stung with tears and I wished I could have taken that hit away from her.  I wanted to hate Merry after that, for causing that pain.  I’ve felt pain like that and I never want anyone, even a character in a book, to feel that type of pain.  Merry does redeem himself in my eyes; it actually took me longer than any other of Ms. Ashley’s other males to win me over after they hurt their woman.

The epilogue, oh sweet baby Jesus that epilogue.  If you are a fan of her books you know that Kristen Ashley is the queen of writing an epilogue that will not only wrap up the book, but show you that happily ever after does exist, and even after going through pain, that love will heal your wounds and allow you to have a beautiful life.  I loved reading about all of the couples and their children at the end, it almost makes you think you are there for the event (not saying what event either).  It was the perfect way to end a series that will always be a favorite for this reviewer.

Through this, my leg hit an end table and I adjusted. We cleared the couch, I shifted again too soon, both my calves hit the coffee table, and my ass went down on it.

I looked up. Cell flat to the table, I braced my hands to push up, but Merry was there, chin in his throat, eyes on me, and when he spoke again, his mind was clearly on my location.

“Tried to get your mouth on me more than once when we tore at each other up last Friday, but I was in the mood to use mine. Lookin’ forward to learnin’ what you can do with yours, but like I said, baby, right now, don’t got the time.”

My only response that he couldn’t twist was to glare at him, which was what I did.

“But got time before I go for a kiss,” Merry informed me.

“Only kiss I’ll give you is tellin’ you to kiss off,” I informed him.

“Who knew warm brown eyes like the ones you got could spark that kind of fire,” he muttered as if he wasn’t even talking to me.

“Step back,” I demanded.

“No,” he denied.

I continued to glare up at him, then I realized I was not the kind of woman who sat on her ass, glaring up at a man towering over her and pinning her in. So I stood, which put me smack in Merry’s space, my breasts brushing against his abs and up his chest on my way.

They kept brushing when he didn’t move back, but I didn’t attempt escape, even to get away from the shafts of electricity this all caused at my nipples, shafts that headed south.

I glared at him from closer.

He stared into my eyes, his gaze moving down to my mouth then back up as one side of his lips curved.

He was getting off on this.

I didn’t get that and I didn’t want to get that.

I wanted this done.

“In the mood to play, Officer?” I whispered.

“Told you, sweetheart, don’t got the time.”

I shook my head but held his gaze. “Not what I mean. Single mom, all alone. Switch out her storms. Offer info to help her out of a jam. Been a while since I was in the know about these things, so tell me, what’s the price for all that? You mentioned a blowjob. You got stamina, but I got talent. Balance that out, I’m thinkin’ it’ll take more than the usual ten, fifteen minutes. We’ll give it twenty. So I can manage my time, is there more?”

I wasn’t even done talking before I learned his eyes could spark fire too.

I also learned he was in the mood to play, that being, playing me at my own game.

And doing it better.

He dipped his face close, his voice low. “Storms get me the blowjob, brown eyes. I get the intel you need, that buys me sinkin’ deep in wet pussy.”

I felt my nipples get harder at the same time something else happened to me that, if he was of a mind to take his payoff right then, he’d get what he wanted.

I hid this reaction and asked, “You want this all in one go, or you wanna spread payback out for a while?”

“Keep plenty of time open, Cher. I intend to earn a fuckuva lot more and draw it out collecting.”

I nodded, still keeping a lock on his eyes. “I get it. Girl like me, only payback expected for me to be able to give.”

That didn’t get me fire.

That got me ice.

“I hear you talk down about yourself one more time, Cher, shit will get extreme.”

That made me ice over.

“Do not hand me that crap, Merry. You come into my home and got no problem talkin’ about wet pussy right to my face tells me the woman you know me to be.”

He dipped his face even closer, to the point it felt like if I blinked, my lashes would sweep his in a butterfly kiss.

“Do not hand me your shit, Cher,” he growled. “That hang-up is yours, not mine. And how I know that is I made you come just finger fuckin’ you and talkin’ dirty in your ear, and it was the talk and not what my fingers were doin’ that took you there. I like that, a woman who can let go and let me give her that without gettin’ uptight and closin’ down on me. You liked it too, a fuckuva lot more than me. So don’t stand there handin’ me your shit when I know you’re wet for me now and I haven’t fuckin’ touched you.”

I refused to reply to that because he was right and I had no intention of confirming that information.

But it was then he hit me with a verbal blow, the intensity of which, not in my whole shitty-ass life I’d ever received.

“Christ, if I didn’t know you were worth it, I’d walk out the door and this would be done—all we got, over.”

I could stand.

I could stare.

But I couldn’t breathe.

Merry could.

He could also speak.

“Hope like fuck no one takes off with those storms while I’m gone. You think they will, move ’em into garage and leave the key under the mat. I’m switchin’ ’em out, Cher. I come back tonight and they’re done, I’ll find you, and I won’t be collectin’. I’ll be dishin’ it out, but you won’t get it until you beg for it and do that shit for a really long time.”

His words were lost on me.

I continued to stand.

I continued to stare.

But my lungs had started burning.

If I didn’t know you were worth it…

“When’s Ethan’s next sleepover?” Merry bit out.

“Friday,” I whispered. “But his friend’s comin’ here.”

“Fuck,” Merry clipped. “Find a time, babe. You don’t, payback’ll stack up and I’ll have to take personal days and hole up in a hotel with you for a week. And there’s not a doubt that stick-up-her-ass church lady your ex tied his shit to won’t appreciate you bein’ gone from your kid for a weeklong fuckathon.”

That was kind of funny as well as hot.

I still said nothing.

Merry fell silent and stared at me.

Then he dealt the second biggest verbal blow I’d ever received in my life.

“Christ, you’re pretty, even standin’ there plotting my murder.”

After that, he lifted a hand, grabbed me gentle but firm at my neck, yanked me up so my mouth hit his hard but brief, then he let me go.

“Later, babe,” he said, strolling to my door. He stopped in it, turned to me, and bid his farewell by saying, “You touch those storms only to put them in the garage.”

He closed the door on that.

I stood where he left me.

If I didn’t know you were worth it…

What was I worth?

What was I worth to Merry?

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Release Blitz: Charlie Foxtrot By Lani Lynn Vale

Foster made a promise in his hospital bed when his leg was taken from him that he’d get back to one hundred percent. Leg or no leg, he’d get back on the SWAT team if it killed him. 

And he does get back. But he has a problem. 

He can’t let go of the past. 

The anger burns deep, making his emotions volatile at the best of times.

Then he meets Blake with her haughty attitude and inability to distinguish the difference between a pocket knife and a sword. 

Little by little, she makes him whole again, one bad joke at a time. 

She doesn’t see the revenge in his eyes, though. Doesn’t see the rage burning deep. 

Rage so pure and all encompassing, that he knows it’ll explode. 

It’s just a matter of time. 

What Foster doesn’t realize, though, is that the love that Blake has for him is enough to fight his demons, one kiss at a time. 

Foster never stood a chance.

I am going to be straight up honest here my fellow readers, normally when this author has a release coming up I can’t wait to get my grubby little hands on an ARC and I read it immediately.  This time I was skeptical.  Let me tell you why.  It is no secret that I disliked the previous book so much that I posted my review after the tour, I hoped that it was a onetime glitch that I hated a book by this author, an author who I have come to love since being introduced to her work.  So while I wasn’t sure I still wanted to read Charlie Foxtrot, I signed up anyways.  Thank god I did because ladies and gentleman Lani Lynn Vale is back.  This is the recipe that has worked so well for her, what made me fall in love with her books in the first place.  The action, the alpha male, the sassy female, the laugh out loud moments, the sex, the friendships, and the story that has you hooked from the beginning. 

Foster was wounded when trying to save his brother’s woman from a psycho bitch, it cost him his leg  but he swore he would be back on the SWAT team, that his lack of a lower leg wouldn’t hold him back.  It doesn’t, but he is angry and moody and no one wants to deal with him.  So when he meets a woman who doesn’t back down from his pissed off at the world attitude, what does he do?  He fights it at first of course, like every other typical male.  But trust me that fight doesn’t go on long.

Blake is dealing with her own hurt, one that may not be physical but feels like a virtual slap in the face every time she has to see her ex-husband.  Starting her job as a dispatcher puts her in constant connect with Foster though and quickly they go from frenemies to friends to lovers.  I loved how Foster claimed Blake, totally an alpha thing to do.  I felt a range of different emotions with not only the pains of Blake’s past, but how her mother treated her, and how when something devastating happens I had tears in my eyes for her pain.

Charlie Foxtrot not only renewed my faith in this series, it had me hooked from the beginning to the end.  I love a book that can make you laugh, have you on the edge of your seat, and feel so many emotions all at the same time.  So if you were like me and didn’t like the previous book, give this one a chance I think you will fall in love with the series once more.

“I cannot believe you’re making me do this, Uncle Darren. This is Missy’s job. Seriously, I’m going to give every single one of your SWAT team food poisoning, and then where would you be?” that voice said.

The voice that gave me an instant hard on.

The voice that’d been teasing me for weeks over the airwaves.

The voice that I wanted screaming my name with me pounding her to oblivion.

“Missy gave you very detailed instructions. All you have to do is right here,” Chief Rhodes said to Blake.

I’m glad that I never did anything with her…or to her, that would’ve brought his wrath down on my back.

It was a good thing to know. Considering it’d been in all my intentions to seduce her…and possibly keep her.

“Alright, I’ve got the biggest pot I could find, boiling with water. Now what?” she asked, running her finger over a piece of paper at her side.

I glanced at Chief Rhodes and nearly laughed when I saw him flipping through what looked like a Guns & Ammo Magazine.

He wasn’t even paying the least bit of attention to her.

Leaning against the door jam, I continued to watch as she brought out a large paper bag that had ‘Fisherman’s Cove’ on the side.

Peeking into the bag, she squeaked and stepped back, letting the bag drop to the floor.

“Oh, my God! They’re all over the floor, Uncle Darren!” Blake squealed.

The Chief didn’t even look up from his magazine.

“Pick them up,” he said distractedly.

The lobsters, all fifteen of them, started crawling around the kitchen floor.

“Uncle Darren, you big bastard,” Blake hissed.

The Chief smiled. “Did you read this article yet?”

“Which one? The one on the fifty caliber AR-15?” Blake gasped, stepping to the side of a crawling crustacean.

“That one. Do you see how far the shot knocks him back?” the Chief laughed.

“About as far as I’m going to knock you if you don’t fucking help me,” she growled, dancing on the tips of her toes and shaking her head.

I scanned her body, taking in everything in a glance.

Her hair was up in messy bun on top of her head, stray hairs falling out every which way.

She was wearing blue jean shorts that just barely covered her ass, and a white tank top that said, ‘I make dirt look sexy.’

Her legs were long and toned.

They were deeply tanned, but you could tell that they were tan from being outside, and not a tanning bed.

She had a suntan line at her ankles from what looked like socks and shoes.

Her toes were painted a lime green, and she was wearing a pinky toe ring.

The whole outfit was outrageous, but it fit Blake’s personality perfectly.

“Need help?” I rumbled from the doorway.

The Chief didn’t look up, but Blake did.

And she looked stunned.

“What are you doing here so early? Dinner’s not ready yet,” she snapped.

I held my hands up.

“I’m here because I’m supposed to drop these off,” I said, waving a stack of folders in her direction.

My eyes roamed the front of her, zeroing in on the way her pink and white bra straps showed from under her tank.

She narrowed her eyes, and effectively dismissed me by turning her back on me.

I guessed, though, that it was because she was hiding the way her nipples pebbled in reaction to my gaze.

Well, I’ll take that as she was happy to see me.

The Chief finally stood and walked over to me, stepping over a lobster as he went. “You have one escaping into the kitchen,” he said on his way out.

I followed him, smiling at the curse she tossed at his back.

“You’re mean,” I laughed.

The Chief looked over at me and winked. “She needs to be challenged sometimes. And she’s stubborn as hell. If I hadn’t given her something to do, she’d just be worrying.”

I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 5, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.

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