Cover Reveal: HOTSHOT DOC by R.S. Grey

HotShotDocEbookCover

Title: HOTSHOT DOC

Author: R.S. Grey

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Release Date: December 6th, 2018

Add on Goodreads!

 

blurbb

Dr. Russell has a bad reputation around our hospital. The scrub techs say he’s cold-
blooded, the nurses say he’s too cocky for his own good, and the residents say he’s the
best surgeon in the world—really, just a swell guy!—on the off chance he’s within
earshot.
I try to avoid him and his temper at all costs. It’s just as easy to admire his sexy, grip-it-
while-he’s-ravishing-you hair and chiseled jaw from a healthy distance, preferably from
the other end of the hallway…half-hidden behind a plant.
Unfortunately, my plan crumbles when my trusty ol’ boss decides to swap his white coat
for a Hawaiian shirt. His retirement leaves me with two terrible options: switch
specialties and spend months retraining, or take an open position as Dr. Russell’s
surgical assistant.
That means I have to stand near him in the OR for hours on end and anticipate his every
need without letting his biting words and bad attitude intimidate me. Oh, and as if that’s
not difficult enough, my silly crush on him—the one I’ve tried to stomp on until it
disappears—might just be reciprocated.
It’s fine.
I’m fine.
I take my job seriously. There will be no smoldering bedroom eyes across the operating
table, no angry almost-kisses in the storage closet. (Well, no more of those.)
What’s the phrase? An apple a day keeps the doctor away?
Maybe I should go for a whole damn bushel.

 

rah

Advertisements

Cover Reveal: JOCK RULE by Sara Ney

JockRule New BN Kobo

Title: JOCK RULE

Author: Sara Ney

Genre: Sports Romance

Series: Jock Hard #2 (Can be read as a standalone)

Release Date: December 6th, 2018

Add on Goodreads

 

blurbb

Kip Carmichael is no pretty boy.

He’s a rough. Dirty. Giant. Hair so unruly, and a beard so thick, his friends on the team call him Sasquatch.

The first time Sasquatch lays eyes on Theodora “Teddy” Johnson across the keg at a party one night on Jock Row, she’d been relegated to the sidelines by her jock hungry “friends.”

Week-after-week, he watches beautiful but bashful Teddy getting overshadowed, and overlooked. Sasquatch finally broad shoulders his way through the crowd, offering to to be her hairy godmother. But the minute their eyes meet? He’s a goner.

Teaching her the RULES for winning a jock will be the easy part. Not falling in love with her is going to be a losing game.

 

rah

Cover Reveal: On the Corner of Love and Hate by Nina Bocci

cornerlove

Title: On the Corner of Love and Hate

Author: Nina Bocci

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: August 20th, 2019

Add on Goodreads!

 

blurbb

For fans of Christina Lauren and Lauren Layne comes a delightfully sassy and sexy romance about a campaign manager who reluctantly works with the local Lothario to help revamp his image for the upcoming mayoral elections, only to discover that he’s hiding something that can turn both their lives upside down.

What’s a campaign manager’s worst nightmare? A smooth-talking charmer who’s never met a scandal that he didn’t like.

When Emmanuelle Peroni’s father—and mayor of her town—asks her to help rehab Cooper Endicott’s image, she’s horrified. Cooper drives her crazy in every way possible. But he’s also her father’s protégé, and she can’t say no to him without him finding out the reason why: Cooper and her have a messy past. So Emmanuelle reluctantly launches her father’s grand plan to get this Casanova someone to settle down with and help him lose his lothario reputation.

Cooper Endicott wanted to run for Mayor, but he never wanted the drama that went with it. Now that he’s on the political hamster wheel, the other candidates are digging up everything from his past. Even though he’s doing all the right things, his colorful love life is the sticking point for many of the conservative voters. He wants to win, badly, and he knows that if he wants any chance of getting a vote from the female population, he needs to change his image. The only problem? He might just be falling in love with the one person he promised not to pursue: the Mayor’s off-limits daughter.

 

rah

Cover Reveal: Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Kill-Switch-EBOOK (1)

Title: Kill Switch

Author: Penelope Douglas

Series: Devil’s Night #3

Genre: Erotic Suspense

Release Date: February 11th, 2019

Add on Goodreads!

 

blurbb

WINTER

Sending him to prison was the worst thing I could’ve done. It didn’t matter that he did the crime or that I wished he was dead. Perhaps I thought I’d have time to disappear before he got out or he’d cool off in jail and be anything but the horror he was.

But I was wrong. Three years came and went too fast, and now he’s anything but calm. Prison only gave him time to plan.

And while I anticipated his vengeance, I didn’t expect this.

He doesn’t want to make me hurt. He wants to make everything hurt.

 

DAMON

First thing’s first. Get rid of her daddy. He told them I forced her. He told them his little girl was a victim, but I was a kid, too, and she wanted it just as much as I did.

Step two… Give her, her sister, and her mother nowhere to run and no fuel to escape. The Ashby women are alone now and desperate for a knight in shining armor.

But that’s not what’s coming.

No, it’s time I listened to my father and took control of my future. It’s time I showed them all—my family, her family, my friends—that I will never change and that I have no other ambition than to be the nightmare of their lives.

Starting with her.

She’ll be so scared, she won’t even be safe in her own head by the time I’m done with her. And the best part is I won’t have to break into her home to do it.

As the new man of the house I have all the keys.

 

rah

ARC Review: LOVE SINCERELY YOURS by Sara Ney & Meghan Quinn

SNMQLoveSincerelyYoursBookCover55x85_HIGH

Title: LOVE SINCERELY YOURS

Author: Sara Ney & Meghan Quinn

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Rating: 3.75 Stars

Release Date: October 9th, 2018

Add on Goodreads!

 

blurbb

Dear Mister…**strike out** no, too formal.

Hey there sweet cheeks *strike out* no, too forward.

 

To whom it may concern,

Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer—because it was free.

I think it’s important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don’t you?

So here I am, being honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.

I like you so much it’s clouding my judgment and making me do things I never would sober. Like write this letter.

I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. Your bark is worse then your bite, and you don’t scare me. The fact is, I’d love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we’re both wearing nothing but sheets.

For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees.

And as long as we’re being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you who’s boss.

Love,

Sincerely,

Yours.

 

 

review

When you think of a duo who should be writing RomCom together, Sara Ney and Meghan Quinn seem like the obvious answer. LOVE SINCERELY YOURS wasn’t all quite what I was expecting, but still made for a fun, laugh out loud read.

If you love low angst, low drama, some embarrassing moments and lots of laughs, this is the book for you.

Peyton works for Rome‘s company, in a position that she isn’t passionate about. So when she lets Rome know that she is putting in her notice, he isn’t too thrilled with the woman he never even realized existed before.

Rome is closed off, moody and the kind of boss workers gossip about behind his back. Yet, he is really attractive, so despite his personality, Peyton finds herself crushing on him. And one night when she is really drunk, she lets him know via email how she feels about him.

Anonymously, of course.

They two start emailing back and forth, a unexpected friendship and chemistry forming between them. Of course, Rome has no idea it’s Peyton he’s emailing; the person who drives him nuts and won’t leave his mind.

And then… well, you just have to read to find out!

I did have a few problems with this one. I didn’t feel it had the big BOOM factor that you usually find in both Ney and Quinn’s work. The amount of emails back and forth got a little tedious at times. I also didn’t always feel the spark between Peyton and Rome and… *in a whipser* I found Rome a little boring at times. 😡

But like I said, it was loaded with funny moments and fun banter and some great side characters that I can’t wait to know more about!

 

rah

Cover Reveal: THE RISK by Elle Kennedy

The Risk - eBook small

Title: THE RISK

Author: Elle Kennedy

Genre: Sports Romance, New Adult

Series: Briar U #2 (Can be read as a standalone)

Release Date: February 18th 2019 (subject to change)

Add on Goodreads!

 

blurbb

Bad girl Brenna Jensen would never date a hockey player. It’s too much of a risk,
and not just because her hockey-coach father would kill her if she ever got
involved with one. She’s been there, done that, not looking for a repeat. But a
certain college player has gotten under her skin. He’s cocky, insolent and all
about the games…and yet resisting him is getting harder and harder…

 

[Official blurb will be release later. This short one is to keep the Hero a mystery for a little longer 😉 ]

 

 

rah

Cover Reveal: Fireworks by Sarina Bowen

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000031_00006]

Title: Fireworks

Author: Sarina Bowen

Series: True North #6 (All can be STANDALONES)

Release Date: November 13th, 2018

Add on Goodreads!

 

blurbb

Skye Copeland is on paid leave from her broadcasting job after accidentally drawing a wiener on the traffic map.

Let that sink in. Like it’s her fault the traffic pattern created a perfect schlong?

Skye isn’t laughing. She needs this job. And that’s the only reason she’s willing to chase down a story in her least favorite place—that hell on earth known as Vermont.

A quick trip. In and out. Much like – never mind. She can sneak into the town that once tried to break her, get the story and slide back into the good graces of her producer. Easy peasy.

But things go sideways the moment she steps over the county line. Her stepsister is running from a violent drug dealer. And the cop on the case is none other than Benito Rossi, the man who broke Skye’s teenage heart.

His dark brown eyes still tear her apart. And even as she steels herself to finally tell him off after twelve years, the old fireworks are still there.

Things are about to go boom.

 

rah

ARC Review: The Left Side of Perfect and The Right Side of Forever by Meghan Quinn

MQduet

Author: Meghan Quinn

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Series: The Perfect Duet #1 and #2

Rating: 4 Stars

Release Dates: THE LEFT SIDE OF PERFECT- OUT NOW. THE RIGHT SIDE OF FOREVER out August 31st!

Add on Goodreads: TLSOP and TRSOF

 

blurbb

The Left Side of Perfect

 

For better or for worse,’til death do us part . . .

The better captured me; she’s who stole my heart.
And made me realize I couldn’t live without this woman.
The worse of her took my breath away–kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots.

When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again.
The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.
The third?
I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry.

But life isn’t always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse–even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away.

I’m getting married.
This is forever, ’til death do us part.

 

The Right Side of Forever

In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . .

It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally.
To give them your heart.

So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened?

She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

 

review

Okay, in case you haven’t noticed, this is a double review. This will also be extremely spoiler free, so read on with ease. Also, if you haven’t read The Blue Line Series by Meghan Quinn, you might want to stop reading right now.

Good?

Good.

Meghan Quinn has created something so different, and so lovely with these little duet. It’s heartbreaking and gives you butterflys. It’s a complete roller-coaster ride that you’ll beg to go on again and again. It’s complicate and romantic.

I really liked Colby‘s character from The Blue Line Series, and I was glad he was getting his own books. Colby, who is a bit unlucky in love, finally wants his chance at a happily ever after. Will it be that easy?

No, of course not! 😛

There are ups and downs, twits and turns. When you think you know what’s going on, the unexpected pop’s up.

I will say, by the end this love story is just incredible. It delivers all the feels and all the swoons. The writing is addictive, and man oh man, do these books have some of the best character growth in them.

If you are looking for a sexy, swoony, emotional type of love story, I highly recommend this duet! It will break your heart and put it together in the best possible way!

 

rah

 

 

ARC Review: BRING DOWN THE STARS by Emma Scott

Bring Down the Stars Cover

Title: Bring Down The Stars

Author: Emma Scott

Genre: New Adult Romance

Series: Beautiful Hearts duet, book one

Add on Goodreads!

 

 

blurbb

I fell for Connor Drake. I didn’t want to; I fought against it, but I fell in love with him anyway. With his words. With his poetry. With him. The gentleness and beauty of his soul that speaks directly to mine. He writes as if he can feel my heart, hear its cadence and compose the exact right lyrics to accompany every beat and flow.

I’m in love with Connor…so why do I feel an inexplicable pull to his best friend, Weston? Grouchy, sullen, brooding Weston Turner, who could cut you down with a look. Fiercely intelligent with a razor sharp wit and acid tongue, he’s the exact opposite of Connor in every way, and yet there’s electricity in the air between us. The thorny barbs Weston wraps around himself can’t keep me away.

But the more time I spend with these men, the more tangled and confused my emotions become. When they both sign up for the Army Reserves during a time of increasing strife in the Middle East, I fear I’ll never unravel my own heart that sometimes feels as if it will tear straight down the middle…for both of them.

**********
Bring Down the Stars is an emotional, angst-filled novel of unrequited love by bestselling author, Emma Scott, and is inspired by the classic tale, Cyrano de Bergerac. (Roxanne) It is Book I in the Beautiful Hearts Duet, coming this summer. Book II, Long Live the Beautiful Hearts, to be released a few weeks later. #lovetriangle #confusedhearts #notamenage

 

review

First of all, this review WILL BE SPOILER FREE! 😀 This book is kind of hard to review without giving too much away, so I will be more vogue than detailed orientated on this one. 😉

Oh my gosh you guys. I was not fully prepared for the emotional roller-coaster I was about to get on when I started this book. It’s full of angst, heartbreak, and little moments that squeeze your heart until you have no other choice but to swoon. Tragically beautiful. It’s the kind of book that completely consumes you.

There is a love triangle. Kind of. There is a cliffhanger. Even if you’re thinking to yourself that’s not normally your thing, please do yourself a favor and READ THIS BOOK!

These characters are flawed, and sometimes you might want to shake them and tell them what to do. But you can’t help but love them. Connor, Autumn and Weston. Sigh. Of course one hero had my heart from the beginning, but I won’t go into too much details. The thing I loved about them is that they all have flaws, yet they all have parts of themselves that compliment each other.

The friendship Weston and Conner is more like a brotherhood. They are complete opposites, yet make perfect sense together. You first see them both as young boys, and their friendship is everything. It only gets better as they get older, but of course, sometimes it’s not so easy.

The romance in this book is complicated. To put it mildly. I’m not going to go into much details on it, as it will be SO much better to know as little as possible before you start reading. Just know that it will be frustrating at times. It will be bittersweet and heart breaking. It will be romantic and it does deliver all the swoons.

This book was everything. It made me feel everything. It gave me hope and took it away. I can’t wait for book two!! What a ride that should be!

 

 

excerpt

I took the cement stairs into the library and entered the cool, hushed confines of the main reading room. None of the long mahogany desks with green-shaded lamps were empty. One of the university clubs had taken over two-thirds of the space. The rest of the tables were filled with students like me, trying to get a head start their course load.

I finally found an empty seat at the end of a table, opposite a blond guy engrossed in reading. His open backpack spilled books and papers into what I hoped could be my table territory.

“Excuse me,” I whispered. “Can I…?”

He looked up, his expression vaguely hostile. Piercing blue-green eyes set in a stunningly handsome, if angular, face met mine. High cheekbones, sharp chin and long straight nose. He looked chiseled out of smooth stone at first glance, then his features softened for a moment as his gaze swept over me. Something like recognition lit up his eyes, and I could see the gears of his brain turning as he studied, analyzed, and then came to a conclusion. Not a good one, I guessed, because his expression hardened again.

“Yeah, sure,” he muttered. He stood up, leaning his tall, slender frame over the table to corral the books back into his pack.

“Thanks,” I said, thinking if he wasn’t a basketball player or a runner, he was a model.

All right, girl, get a grip.

I sat, cracked my textbook and settled in to read. I wasn’t through two pages when the words blurred to nonsensical gibberish and my skin prickled with the sensation of being watched.

I glanced up, straight into the ocean eyes of the guy across from me. A million thoughts swirled in their soft depths before they quickly glanced down. He slouched lower in his chair, disappearing behind his book—the collected poems of Walt Whitman. Part of me wanted to melt. Good lord, a hot guy reading poetry? I was only human.

And this is how you wound up with a broken heart in the first place.

I must’ve been frowning at the book because the guy held it up and said, “Not a fan?”

I blinked back to reality. “No,” I said. “I mean, yes. I love Whitman. And poetry in general. I just… Never mind.”

He regarded me a long moment, then slowly closed Whitman and picked up Atlas Shrugged from his short stack of books.

“Ugh, that’s even worse,” I muttered without thinking, and then shook my head. “God, sorry, I left my filter at home. Don’t listen to me.”

His lip curled. “Is there anything in my collection you approve of?”

A hot, smart asshole, I thought. Game on.

“Sorry,” I said. “I’m not in a good mood today and it’s making me forget my manners. I’ll leave you to read your capitalist propaganda in peace.”

The guy’s eyebrows shot up, disappearing under the blond hair that fell across his brow. “Not a fan of Rand either?” He smirked knowingly. “No, of course you aren’t.”

My blood heated at his flippant tone. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

The guy nodded at my textbook—Global Responsibility and the Third-World Hunger Epidemic—and shrugged, as if that answered everything.

“Oh.” I frowned. “Well… yes. I mean, Rand’s point of view is purely capitalist and mine isn’t. Not by a long shot.”

The student sitting to my right exchanged glances with the girl sitting across from him. Then both packed up their books and left.

“We’re being disruptive,” I said to my across-table neighbor. “We need to stop talking now.”

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes intent on me. “So what’s your point of view?”

“My what?”

“You said your point of view isn’t capitalist.” He raised a brow. “So what is it?”

“Humanist, I suppose. Since you asked. I think everyone, regardless of race, creed, income-level, or sex should be granted the same shot as anyone else.” I raised a brow at him. “But you don’t?”

“Are you asking me or telling me?” he said with a slight chuckle. “Since we’re tossing labels around, I’m a realist.” He held up his book. “And not a fan of Rand either.”

“You’re not?” I leaned back too, crossing my arms. “Are you just messing with me or what?”

“Maybe,” he said. “What do you care what I think anyway?”

My mouth fell slack. “I don’t. Thanks for reminding me.”

“No problem.”

“Wow, you’re rude.”

“That’s the word on the street.”

“I can see why.” I lifted my own book up to signal conversation over, but my eyes wouldn’t focus. I could feel the hum of his presence like a field of electrical wires, getting under my skin and infiltrating my thoughts. The buzz went beyond distraction. It felt like a challenge had been laid down.

And I never walked away from a challenge.

I lowered my book to see the guy’s glance hide behind his book again.

“Well?” I demanded.

“Well what?”

Why are you watching me?

“Why are you reading Ayn Rand if you don’t like her either?”

“Required reading for an English Lit minor.”

“And your major? Let me guess, pre-law.”

“God, no,” he said.

I raised my eyebrows but he offered nothing more. “Are you going to make me run through Amherst’s list of majors until I guess which one is yours?”

“Yes,” he said. “Alphabetically, please.”

A laugh burst out of me against my will, and the guy almost smiled. Every one of his hard angles softened.

“Economics,” he said. “But I don’t know what I’m doing with it.”

“That feels like the most honest thing you’ve said to me so far,” I said.

“And that’s important to you?”

“Yes,” I said, my laughter dying away as I remembered Mark and that girl, naked in the bed I’d slept in just the night before. “Honesty is very important.”

He lifted one shoulder.

“You don’t agree?” I asked.

“Being honest is sometimes mistaken for being rude.”

“You must be really honest,” I said.

Again, he almost smiled. “Must be.”

Satisfied that I’d held my own against this beautiful but hostile member of the opposite sex, I went back to my book…for eight entire seconds before my skin started prickling again. The electric hum of his attention was impossible to ignore.

When I looked up this time, he didn’t look away but cleared his throat.

“I’m Weston Turner.”

 

Attractive woman dancing in the field with her boyfriend

 

rah

 

 

EXCERPT REVEAL: THE LEFT SIDE OF PERFECT by Meghan Quinn

MQTheLeftSideofPerfectBookCover55x85_HIGH

Title: The Left Side of Perfect

Author: Meghan Quinn

Release date: August 30th!

Add on Goodreads!

Read Chapter One!

 

blurbb

For better or for worse,’til death do us part . . .

The better captured me; she’s who stole my heart.

And made me realize I couldn’t live without this woman.

The worse of her took my breath away–kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots.

When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again.

The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.

The third?

I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry.

But life isn’t always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse–even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away.

I’m getting married.

This is forever, ’til death do us part.

 

excerpt

Her hands rest on her hips, the navy-blue Grecian-style dress draped down the length of her body, a small slit on the side that barely reaches her knee. “You’re really fixated on this, aren’t you?”

“Nah, didn’t care too much. A homemade dinner would have been nice, though.”

“I can’t cook.”

“Neither can I,” I answer honestly. I either eat out, or I make myself scrambled eggs, and that’s about it. Rory taught me how to make meatballs once but hell if I can remember how to do that. All I know is that I enjoyed crushing the beef between my fingers. I get by with limited knowledge in the kitchen.

She chuckles. “Well, aren’t we a pair?” She turns to watch Stryder and Rory together. Apparently not giving a shit about the even bigger elephant in the room, Ryan asks, “Is this weird for you?”

“I have a flask in my jacket pocket, so you tell me.”

She lifts her bouquet and pulls out a mini bottle of alcohol. She wiggles her eyebrows at me. “Thought maybe we’d both need this since we have to sit through having all these pictures taken with them.”

“Smirnoff? That’s what you brought with you?”

“It was all I had. Don’t judge me.”

“I’m judging.”

Playfully she whacks my arm. “You shouldn’t be judging me. It was innovative. I carved out a little space in my bouquet for this bottle. If anything, you should congratulate me on this genius idea.”

“Was it your idea?”

“I mean”—she toes the ground—“I might have seen the idea on Pinterest along with a recipe for beer cookies that tasted like vomit.”

“Beer cookies?” I shake my head and take the little bottle from her. Twist the cap, tilt the bottle back, and swig. I hand it back to her, leaving half the bottle. “Even I know better than to think beer cookies would taste good.”

“They were for a boyfriend I was trying to impress.”

“Impress or poison?”

“Impress.” She laughs. “Although after our breakup, I should probably say poison. Teach all future suitors: if you mess with me, you get poisoned.”

“It’d keep me away, that’s for damn sure.”

She finishes the rest of the little bottle and returns it to her bouquet. She pats it and says, “I can recycle it later.”

“Get drunk and save the earth. Sounds like a good combination to me.”

“Ryan and Colby, can we get you over here for a few pictures?” the photographer calls out.

“That’s our cue.” Ryan pokes my cheek with her index finger, looking sincerely at me. “Don’t forget to smile, because these pictures will last forever.”

“Scowling not in the job description of best man?”

As we walk over, she says, “I would normally say no, but given the bride is your ex-girlfriend, one scowl is allowed.”

“One scowl? Damn, better make it a good one.”