Mar 15, 2017

REVIEW|The Room Mate (Roommates, #1) by Kendall Ryan

The last time I saw my best friend's younger bother, he was a geek wearing braces. But when Cannon shows up to crash in my spare room, I get a swift reality check.

Now twenty-four, he's broad shouldered and masculine, and so sinfully sexy, I want to climb him like the jungle gyms we used to enjoy. At six-foot-something with lean useless hiding under his T-shirt, a deep sexy voice, and full lips that pull into a smirk when he studies me, he's pure temptation.

Fresh out of a messy breakup, he doesn't want any entanglements. But I can resist, right?

I'm holding strong until the third night of our new arrangement when we get drunk and he confesses his biggest secret of all: he's cursed when it comes to sex. Apparently he's a god in bed, and women instantly fall in love with him.

I'm calling bullshit. In fact, I'm going to prove him wrong, and if I rack up a few much-needed orgasms in the process, all the better.

 There's no way I'm going to fall in love Cnanon. But once e start,...I realize betting agains him may have been the biggest mistake of my life.

THE ROOM MATE is a full-length standalone novel

This is the first Kendall Ryan book I have read and I definitely plan to read more if not all of them!! 
First of all, how can you not like Cannon Roth? The cover alone makes you sigh!! Not to mention he is a Med Student and has the brain and great sense of humor to go with it!!! SIGH!!!
Okay, okay, lets get a little more profession here...well, as much as I am able to at the moment! lol
The story is told in dual POVs of our main characters, Paige and Cannon.  I personally love reading books with the duel POVs.
Paige is a successful young women who is doing well where she is in her life, except the lack of romance. Then her best friend calls her and asks for a favor for her little bro... Of course Paige is a good friend so how could she say no! Right?
Enters Cannon, the not so geeky kid brother of her best friend that she remembers!! He is full on sexy and Paige likes what she see's!!
Will they be able to fight their feelings and instant chemistry or will they throw caution into the wind and become more? You'll have to read to see for yourself, because my lips are sealed!!
The writing was well done and very easy to follow along. All the right emotions were touched for me. I laughed, cried and even squeeled at times while reading it! 
I highly recommend this book and will continue the series!! 


 ~OTHER BOOKS IN THE ROOMMATES SERIES~
A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 2 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan had been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine. She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons.









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Mar 11, 2017

RELEASE BLITZ & GIVEAWAY|If You Want It by Kathryn Lively






Book Title: If You Want It 
Author: Kathryn Lively 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: March 10, 2017 
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

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The days when people called Winnie Segal “Sea Cow” are long over. She’s still a big gal, and everybody around her’s gone all PC and “Yay, body acceptance,” but once in a while something dredges up a bad memory. This time, the trigger is Cory Levane, former high school star quarterback and current NFL legend, former high school crush. After a triumphant career he’s come home to show off, so Winnie thinks. She’d rather design and sell her artwork than give a damn, yet the garden in which she grows her damns thrives.

After one month of early retirement, Cory is climbing the walls. He thought coming home would provide cheer and inspire him to plan his future, but people treat him like a celebrity instead of an actual person. He’s happy about one thing, though: Winnie Segal hasn’t changed—she’s still gorgeous and funny as ever, and talented. If he weren’t so damn tongue-tied around her he’d let her know.

The opportunity to work together on a project has Cory anxious to get closer, and leaves Winnie suspicious of his motives. Winnie doesn’t let comments about her weight get to her as much these days, and while Cory never made fun of her in school, he never attempted to start a friendship, either.

Winnie keeps a tight hold on her heart, and Cory knows it will take more than his football skills to get her to pass it to him.

“I hate that ringtone,” Winnie cursed. For the dozenth time in the space of an hour, her phone emitted a squeaky clown’s horn to alert her to yet more interference from Marcy in her personal life. She’d change the noise, but the other options programmed into her phone sounded equally or more annoying.

Besides, Zeppo preferred this particular tone over the others. To him, the brassy tootle of an incoming text probably resembled the call of an approaching ice cream truck. Even now, his floppy ears perked up and his attention diverted to the window.

“Zeppo, come here, boy.” She snapped her fingers and the beagle loped closer with a whine of disappointment. “I know, sweetie, but vet’s orders. No more people food.”

Zeppo settled on the area rug near her, and she checked her phone. Has he called yet? The question appeared in a blue speech bubble with a second one percolating underneath it. Marcy wanted to chat, never mind they parted company after the market. Winnie’s thumb hovered over the keypad before she changed her mind and set it beside her. What answer would satisfy her cousin? If she said yes it opened the door for Marcy to press for detailswhat did he say, are you going to meet, what will you wear? Telling the truth would likely lead to less gracious demands—why don’t you call him?
Because I just want to read my damn book and enjoy what was left of my Saturday. Winnie let the rest of her imagined conversation with Marcy play out into her head until she deemed herself fit to give the romance novel she bought yesterday her full attention. Two pages in, after she read the same paragraph twice, the paperback joined the phone in a growing “out of sight, out of mind” pile.

The same couldn’t be said for Cory. Winnie stretched with a loud, keening yawn on the sofa, curled to her side, and closed her eyes. Say she called Cory, then what? She’d bring up the children’s book and suggest a tweak to the plot line, and he’d return with oh, I wasn’t serious about that. I thought Marcy was kidding around. She’d feel like a jackass for wasting his time, he’d get her name wrong saying goodbye and hang up. The end.

Another honk, like a strangled goose calling for help, filled the silence. Marcy’s persistence baffled her. So what if she crushed on the guy back in high school? It didn’t mean Marcy had to scheme to get them together now. Cory’s presence in St. Florence was likely temporary, and Winnie had no designs to follow him anywhere. What was the point in that? She appreciated Marcy’s concern for her single state, but she’d done fine on her own all these years.

Since hanging her own shingle as a designer, she made enough to buy her home. Granted, real estate in St. Florence was much cheaper than in nearby Waynesboro and Charlottesville, and the house might double as a garage in a rich man’s backyard, but it belonged to Winnie Segal. She had a deed with her name on it and the freedom to hammer a nail in any of the walls enclosing her ample behind.

The face painting brought in income for guilty pleasures, like the occasional pair of strappy heels and concert tickets. Also books. Digital, discounted hardcovers, and recent arrivals at Between the Pages in “downtown” St. Florence—be the covers shiny and slick or tattered and curled from an avid reader’s love. But if Winnie harbored any guilt in that department it was overbuying mass market romances by the grocery sack before finishing what she’d purchased the prior week.

Guilt? Nah.

While she hardly burned up the social scene in Shenandoah, she refused to accept the spinster label. She dated once in a while, and just because the few men she’d seen over the years didn’t pan out into deeper relationships, she didn’t see her life as incomplete.

Lonely at times, sure, but she was holding off on ordering the cat lady starter kit until the new year. Of course, she said that last year.

Honk! went the phone. Up went Zeppo’s head, his eyes wide with hope.

Winnie sighed. Even Krusty the Clown gave the horn a rest. She snatched up her phone, mentally working out a tart response to her cousin when she noticed a different name attached to this text bubble.

Cory wanted to know, How are you, Winnie?

Good question. She waffled between the safe and brief fine and revealing how her heart rate shot from zero to sixty and her fingers shook to type one letter. She settled on the former response so as not to frighten him and processed this new development. This, she reasoned, served as the contemporary equivalent to receiving a note in class.

Thank goodness she was alone. If Marcy saw this text, the ensuing squeals would pierce her eardrums.
I was thinking about the book and I have a few ideas I’d like to run by you. Winnie waited a moment, and Cory continued texting about the Lost Girls Brewery near Crozet. Winnie knew practically every winery within a twenty-mile radius of her house, but in recent years Albemarle and Nelson counties boasted a fair number of craft brew houses, some of which served food along with their small-batch saisons and stouts. Since she had little taste for beer, she had yet to visit any.

The thing setting Lost Girls apart from other Virginia breweries, as the name implied, was the fact it was owned and operated entirely by women. Winnie heard an all-female motorcycle gang used the place as a front for a variety of dubious activities, everything ranging from adult video production to marijuana cultivation. Considering Marcy as her main source of information, Winnie took it all in with skepticism.

Eh, what the hell? How often did a nice girl from St. Florence get invited to a biker chick brewery? I can GPS directions. Twenty minutes okay? After receiving the yes, she swung her legs to the floor and slapped her thighs to alert Zeppo.
“Hey, buddy. Let’s go for a ride.”
Zeppo’s tail swished back and forth, and he jittered on all fours. She didn’t use her “off to the vet” voice, so he was up for anything.

Winnie grabbed her purse and the leash hanging from the coat hook near the door. She’d let Cory buy her first and only round and hear him out. Marcy could hear about this from somebody else.





Kathryn Lively has worked professionally as a writer and editor for over twenty years. She writes mystery novels, comic novels, romance stories, and suspense. She has also edited romance novels for several publishers and independent authors.

Things you need to know about Kathryn Lively:

I am the author of several novels and stories. Currently I self-publish and have works through Totally Bound and (later in 2017) Decadent Publishing.

I have edited stories and novels for various digital-first houses, including Mundania Press/Phaze Books, JMS Books, and the now defunct All Romance eBooks. I also work with independent authors.

I have seen every episode of M*A*S*H at least four times. I’ll binge watch it again, make no mistake.

My work in SEO began before Google launched. I have well over ten years of experience in online marketing.

I minored in German in college and continue to learn the language. I aim for fluency but will be happy with a strong reading knowledge.

I knit Doctor Who scarves. I am currently working on a fourth one.

I enjoy reading historical fiction and biographies.

I have seen Rush in concert ten times. Voluntarily.

I am working on my next book. Always.

I enjoy making lists.

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Mar 7, 2017

REVIEW|Papi by J.C. Valentine

Released on March 7, 2017
Received Arc for honest review.
A scintillating standalone novella based on a true story by bestselling author J.C. Valentine

Dating is hard.
Especially when its a younger man.
Alejandro is everything I ever dreamed of:
Sexy.
Driven.
Dominant.
He's my Spanish lover.
My every fantasy come true. 
My weakness.
And he wants me. All of me. Maybe even more than I have to give.
But the way he talks to me...looks at me...touches me drives me crazy in the best way possible.
And he knows it.
He knows the power he holds over me...and he wields it like a blade...
Straight through my heart. 
Everything I have, everything I am, is in his hands...
Because Alejandro is everything and nothing I expected.
He may be my downfall...
But I am more than eager to take the plunge.


Sexy. Captivating from the first paragraph. Relatable. Honest.
I enjoyed this novella because it was relatable. I don't want to give too much away, but if you have ever tried to meet someone on a dating website, you will relate!! It's hard these days to meet someone and I could relate to the feelings, hesitations and fears that the main character Julie endures. 
I really don't want to say much more about the story because it should really be discovered by the reader.
This is the first of J.C. Valentines work that I have read and would not mind delving into more of her works! The writing and flow of wording was easy for me to follow and held my attention throughout the novella. 


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J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words are romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn't sorry.
J.C. lives in the Northwest with her three amazing children and far too many pets, and together they spend much of their free time enjoying movies or the outdoors. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is and entrepreneur. Having graduation with honors, she holds a Bachelor's in English and when she isn't writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.