5 (million)* Rockette Rating.

HOLY SHIT ON A ROCK HARD STICK!

This is hot.

I’ve recently become a huge fan of this Duo since reading coach.

The first time Flynn Long sees her, she’s lying on a bed in lingerie. The picture is soft, just like her curves, and instantly he’s obsessed.

Cali Carr is at the end of her full-figure modelling career when she’s hired for a new campaign. But when the owner of the company steps out of the shadows and starts calling the shots, a job is the last thing it feels like.

Love at first sight isn’t supposed to be real. One touch isn’t supposed to ignite so much. A single picture isn’t supposed to drive a man insane. But luckily for us it’s happening in Curvy!

Warning: Over the top isn’t strong enough for what this short story is. It’s velvety sweetness coated in insta-love cheese, and it’s waiting for you to take a bite.

I love the over the top fairy-tale. Every girl wants something like this, A man to just throw down and say she is mine. Even if the men we have are amazingly awesome, we can still imagine, right!?

Calli and Flynne are my fave couple so far, I think I relate more to this story being a bigger lady.

I read this on a train journey to Edinburgh and wished my day of shopping away so I could be back on the train to finish reading.

Calli is a plus sized model; Flynne falls in insta-lust with her looking at her portfolio, trying to salvage a failing plus size lingerie investment. He wants her, he gets her. He sets up a bedroom photo shoot. Lets just say this was one of my favourite scenes to read, I laughed so much. There was a lot of grunting from Flynne in the corner of the room and there may have been some items broken too.

If you love a short hot-as-hell read and haven’t read any Alexa Riley yet, What are you waiting for?

 4* Rockette Rating

Slave to the Rhythm Jane Harvey-Berrick

4* Rockette rating

We all know I’m a Part-time stalker of Jane’s, so it’s probably not a huge surprise I loved this book.

I’ve never taken an interest in Dancers but the way Jane told Ash and Laney’s story has ruined me for the rest. This is much darker than Jane’s other work; it touches on some very touchy subjects and details some hard scenes for some to read.  (The darker areas are, human trafficking and forced oral)

DANCE. Guns.
MUSIC. Bullets.
RHYTHM. Pain.

Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart.

How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly can the human spirit be broken? Where does evil hide in plain sight?

Ash wants to dance. Needs it. To leave behind a life of expectation and duty, to set his soul free.
But life is never that simple. Every step is a journey on a new road.

For every action, there is a reaction.

Every choice has a consequence.

And when you meet the wrong person, all bets are off.

Laney tolerates her limitations, pushing quietly at boundaries. But when Ash crashes into her world through rage and violence, it sets off a chain reaction that neither of them expected

Laney and Ash’s story is an intriguing one. They meet in Vegas (know you know how interesting it’s going to be!) It’s a rather awkward first meeting in a club. Laney has a wheelchair she sometimes has to use and Ash doesn’t notice it and wants a dance.

Ash comes to America under the assumption he will be dancing on a proper Vegas stage but ends up on the wrong side of the Bratva. I won’t go in to too much detail as it will give some of the story away.  Lets just say Ash catches the eye of the 2^nd in command and it isn’t pretty.

Laney saves Ash from a very bad situation and basically takes him home with her. Things begin to develop. Laney has a boyfriend that Ash calls ‘prick’ I laughed every time.

I found Ash grated on my nerves a few times but his quick temper and moodiness at the slightest things but I think a lot of it was to do with what he had been through and things getting lost in translation.

There is a certain scene in the theatre which took my breath away and my heart stopped for a few seconds.

Plus its duel POV which redeemed Ash a little in my eyes as we could hear his thoughts rather than go off his actions.

Genre Paranormal Romance

Release Date 21 March 2016

Mena Constantine is pissed off.

Finally freed from her fifty-year imprisonment by a maniacal leader, she is desperately trying to recover and get her life back. Problem is, the life she had is long gone. Struggling under the weight of her memories and healing from the wounds of her captivity, she can’t seem to catch a break. Every waking moment, death seems like a relief she would welcome.

Asher Crane is a dead man.
As a Guardian to the King, his only purpose in life is to keep the King alive. And he’s failing. Miserably. With the King ill, the Queen dying, and zero plans for a successor, he’s pretty much screwed. Because if the King dies, the law says Asher dies, too.

As these two wounded souls collide in a series of bloody and unfortunate events, they will clutch to the last shreds of life before death beats down their door.

*I kindly received an Arc in exchange for an honest review*

In Falling Ashes, we finally meet Aurelia’s sister Mena, who has been held captive by the evil Iva for the last fifty years. Mena has been broken to the point where she no longer feels the pain inflicted on her body. But her mind is strong and her spirit stronger still, if only she could overcome the guilt that plagues her life and heal the scars left on her soul from her heartbreaking past.

While recuperating, she meets handsome Guardian to the King, Asher Crane. He has his own list of problems, the most important being the imminent demise of his beloved King and Queen, in which the law states Ash must die too. With so little time left in this world, the last thing Ash needs is to fall in love with the electrifyingly beautiful Aegis but being a Wraith means he doesn’t have a choice in the fact his heart has claimed her nor can the man in him fight the pull of the feisty yet fragile woman he has come to know.

He wants to take her away from it all, let her heal in peace and after a life in hiding let Mena find out who she really is but with a death sentence hanging over them, unease between the Wraiths and the Phoenixes growing day by day and Mena in possession of a power that many would kill to obtain, can these two ever find peace? And does Mena still have it within her to save the people she loves as well as herself?

I really loved this second instalment in the Ashes to Ashes series. Scattered Ashes was the first paranormal book I had picked up in a few years and I was instantly drawn in by Annie’s imagination and the strength of her characters, particularly the female leads who are not the damsels in distress we have come to expect in this genre but are stronger and sassier even through adversity.

Mena gives Aurelia a run for her money in the badass stakes, surprising I know, but she’s hilariously strong willed and entertaining and I loved every moment spent inside her head. And Asher, well I just got myself a new book boyfriend, sexy Asher has it all, wit, good looks, sensitivity and well, lets just say he knows how to treat a lady in the bedroom or any other room or surface he cares to show his appreciation for the woman he adores.

All of the characters we got to know in Scattered Ashes are also back and I am really looking forward to the next instalment and although I can’t wait to find out what happens to Nicola (and hopefully understand her a bit more) I am praying that Annie is going to write a story for Evan and West because I just know it’s going to be a shit-hot action packed adventure that’s most likely going to rip my heart out…no pressure there Annie 🙂 Oh and just so you know…I’m claiming West, just putting that out there now so there’s no arguments down the line… Okay Ladies

If you haven’t read paranormal before or would like to try something fresh and contemporary to this genre I strongly recommend this series.
Shaz x

Annie Anderson is originally from Dallas, Texas but has lived in England, Las Vegas (because Las Vegas and the state of Nevada are two very different places), New Mexico, Illinois, Florida and Georgia. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two kids, and an old man of a dog.

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He was my older brother’s best friend.

He was never supposed to be mine.

I thought we would get it out of our system and move on.

One of us did.

One of us left.

Now he’s back, looking at me like he wants to devour me. And all those feelings I’d turned into anger are brewing into something else, something that terrifies me.

He broke my heart last time.

This time he’ll obliterate it.

This is a standalone.

EXCERPT

“Look at me, Elle,” he says, using the deliciously low demanding voice that once made my toes curl and my eyes roll back, and I have no choice but to tilt my head to give him my attention. “Forget those lame guys you’re dating.

Let me take you out.”

        My heart, if possible, spikes further in my chest, overriding all warning of the impending chaos that’s sure to come. I try turning my attention to the poster hanging beside me, but the kissing couple makes me look back at him and the deep green eyes that are burning into mine. My stomach does a flip-flop, the way it always does when he looks at me that way and I try to take my hands back because these feelings are too scary for me to deal with right now, but he holds them tighter, bringing them up to his mouth and kissing the tip of my ring finger. Why did he pick that finger to kiss? I pull harder and he finally lets my hand drop.

        “I can’t,” I say, my voice coming out hoarse.

        A myriad of emotions flash in his eyes before they settle on determination and I’m forced to take a step back, away from his scent, away from his warmth, and into the cold closet behind me.

        “Why not?”

        I sigh, finally looking away, back down to his naked feet. “I just can’t.” He knows why not. He shouldn’t ask me that question. “What’s Vic doing, anyway?”

        His body moves into mine so quickly that I don’t have time to react to his large hands clutching my arms or his face dropping until we’re nose to nose. I just stare, wide eyed, waiting for his lips to fall over mine, but they don’t. He just looks at me, breathes on me, lets me breathe on him, and he groans. And that fucking groan travels from his body into mine and crawls into the core of me, draping over every fiber inside of me.

        “What do you want, Oliver?” I whisper against his lips. “What do you want from me? You want to kiss me? You want to fuck me? You want to come into my life like the hurricane that you are and tear down everything I’ve rebuilt and disappear just as quickly?”

        His lips brush slightly against mine, just a breath of a touch as he stands there, crowding me like he’s about to devour me. But he won’t. He never goes in for the kill. He just lures me, casts me, reels me in and pulls away. His hands drop and his face leaves mine with the same quickness and I feel a pang deep inside me that I wish wasn’t there.

        “I’m sorry,” he says quietly, shaking his head in a movement that makes his hair sway back and forth. His eyes are soft on mine now and I can almost hear his thoughts: I should have never kissed her. I should have never—

        My brows rise in surprise at the apology, though. There are so many things I can say to him, but the sudden defeated look in his eyes keeps my mouth shut. Finally, I exhale and push off the wall, standing in front of him, with enough distance between us that we can’t reach out and touch each other.

        “It’s okay just… don’t do it again. The kiss the other day was a mistake…” I stop talking and walk past him, putting my bra away and sorting through my underwear drawer like it has some sort of hidden treasure or something. This time when I feel him come up behind me, I drop my head and exhale. He really needs to stop sneaking up behind me.

        “Oli—“ I start and gasp when I feel his lips on the back of my neck, soft and warm. My heart thunders and my hands begin to shake inside the drawer so I close my eyes and focus on breathing. He drops another kiss right beside that spot. I never knew the back of my neck was so sensitive. The feeling sends a ripple of sensation down my arms and through my body.

        “It wasn’t a mistake,” he says in a husky whisper that makes my flesh break out in goose bumps. “You’ve never been a mistake. You want me to tell your brother that I want to take you out? Is that what it would take?”

About the Author:

Claire Contreras graduated with her BA in Psychology from Florida International University. She lives in Miami, Florida with her husband, two little boys, and three dogs.

Her favorite past times are: daydreaming, writing, and reading.

She has been described as a random, sarcastic, crazy girl with no filter.

Life is short, and it’s more bitter than sweet, so she tries to smile as often as her face allows. She enjoys stories with happy endings, because life is full of way too many unhappy ones.

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DANCE. Guns.

MUSIC. Bullets.

RHYTHM. Pain.

Music in my head, dance in my body, the rhythm of my heart.

How far can you fall in just one month? How quickly can the human spirit be broken? Where does evil hide in plain sight?

Ash wants to dance. Needs it. To leave behind a life of expectation and duty, to set his soul free.

But life is never that simple. Every step is a journey on a new road.

For every action, there is a reaction.

Every choice has a consequence.

And when you meet the wrong person, all bets are off.

Laney tolerates her limitations, pushing quietly at boundaries. But when Ash crashes into her world through rage and violence, it sets off a chain reaction that neither of them expected.

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Lane POV

I tiptoed into the living room to get a couple of cookies from the kitchen. I noticed that Ash had left the drapes open and it gave me a chance to study his beautiful face, younger and softer in sleep.

But he wasn’t asleep, and I froze.

He was stretched out on the couch, his bare chest almost luminous in the glow of the street lamps.

One hand rested on his chest, but the other…

The thin sheet was pushed down to his thighs and he was stroking himself. His long fingers that had massaged me so thoroughly earlier in the evening were firmly grasping his hard dick and working it up and down, his thumb sweeping over the wide head. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open, and his breaths were quick and shallow.

I knew I should turn around and go, leaving him alone in this very private moment, not watching like some creepy voyeur. But I couldn’t. I was mesmerized by the sight of him pleasuring himself, his hand moving faster, his firm chest rising and falling rapidly.

He muttered something in his own language, and I could tell by the tightness in his face that he was close. And God, if it wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

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For as long as I can remember, I wanted to write. Perhaps it was growing up in a village well known for its mystery and folklore, which sparked my imagination as a child.

I enjoy writing in several different genres, and I’ve just published my first romcom, ‘Dazzled’.

All my books have a little me in them, and I’m inspired by the personal stories of those around me. It’s often from a simple discussion overheard in the train (‘Exposure’), in a café, or in the street, where ideas for characters or scenes come to me.

I fell in love with both Sam (‘The New Samurai’) and the eponymous Sebastian in ‘The Education of Sebastian’ and the sequel ‘The Education of Caroline’, and missed them desperately once I’d finished their stories. I love writing dialogue and always try to include touches of humour in the most poignant stories.

Whether you like adult romance novels, new or young adult writing, thrillers, or fantasy, I hope you’ll enjoy the journey through my stories.

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