mercoledì 10 dicembre 2014

WICKED - Jennifer L. Armentrout


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We are over the moon excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for Jennifer L. Armentrout's WICKED! WICKED is a New Adult Paranormal Romance and the first book in Jennifer’s Wicked Trilogy!



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Things are about to get Wicked in New Orleans.

Twenty-two year old Ivy Morgan isn’t your average college student. She, and others like her, know humans aren’t the only thing trolling the French Quarter for fun… and for food. Her duty to the Order is her life. After all, four years ago, she lost everything at the hands of the creatures she’d sworn to hunt, tearing her world and her heart apart.

Ren Owens is the last person Ivy expected to enter her rigidly controlled life. He’s six feet and three inches of temptation and swoon-inducing charm. With forest-green eyes and a smile that’s surely left a stream of broken hearts in its wake, he has an uncanny, almost unnatural ability to make her yearn for everything he has to offer. But letting him in is as dangerous as hunting the cold-blooded killers stalking the streets. Losing the boy she loved once before had nearly destroyed her, but the sparking tension that grows between them becomes impossible for Ivy to deny. Deep down, she wants… she needs more than what her duty demands of her, what her past has shaped for her.

But as Ivy grows closer to Ren, she realizes she’s not the only one carrying secrets that could shatter the frail bond between them. There’s something he’s not telling her, and one thing is for certain. She’s no longer sure what is more dangerous to her—the ancient beings threatening to take over the town or the man demanding to lay claim to her heart and her soul.



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He left me standing there as he disappeared into the bathroom, and I tried to make sense of what just happened. All I knew was that the punch-in-the-chest sadness that came whenever I thought of Shaun wasn’t there. And I didn’t know what to make of that.
Or anything.
Taking a deep breath, I put my clothes on his dresser and all but dashed into the bed, and good Lord, the mattress was comfy! I scooted to the middle and froze, having no idea what side he slept on or if he had a side. I totally had a side—always the furthest away from closet doors because I was a dork. Straightening the shirt out so my undies weren’t saying hi to the world, I tugged the blanket up to my hips and lay flat on my back.
I so needed an adult to explain to me what the hell I was supposed to do from this point on.
There wasn’t much time to stress over it because Ren returned from the bathroom. His ever-present half grin spread as he saw me. I clutched the blanket, my breath caught in my throat. My heart pounded so fast that I wondered if I was going to have a heart attack, and God, wouldn’t that be embarrassing. I swallowed nervously and willed my heart to slow.
Turning off the lamp, shadows fell around Ren, but when he faced me, I could tell that he’d frozen. I couldn’t make out his expression as he bent, taking a hold of the covers on his side.
“Ivy?”
“Hmm?”
He slowly edged the covers back from his side and climbed in, and although I couldn’t make out his eyes, I knew he was watching me. “I’m happy that you’re here.”
My fingers eased off the blanket.
As he stretched out beside me, my eyes adjusted to the lack of light, and I could see that he was smiling. “Are you?”
“Yeah,” I whispered.
“Good. That’s all I wanted to hear.”
Wow, the warmth that flooded my chest could’ve turned me into a puddle of goo in that bed. I waited for him to make a move on me, but seconds ticked by. He seriously was behaving himself. I dared a quick peek at him, and found I could not look away.
Ren lifted his arm closest to me, and a heartbeat passed. I hesitated for a moment, and then, my heart pounding even more, I slid over until my leg brushed his. He curved his arm around my waist and drew me up against his side, guiding me down until I was nestled against his warm, bare chest. Another moment passed and then I lowered my cheek, and the simple pleasure of lying like this nearly broke me right open.



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# 1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki.

Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV.

She also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.

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DIAMONDS AND DUST - Jessie Evans





martedì 9 dicembre 2014

Mad Love - Colet Abedi



23-year-old aspiring artist Sophie Walker can think of no better place than the exotic paradise of the Maldives Islands to escape the wrath of her controlling parents, the monotony of her boring legal work and her passionless boyfriend. With her two best friends along for the ride and to help her find herself again, Sophie is not prepared for the enigmatic Clayton Sinclair. Clayton comes from another world of privilege that seems like a fantasy to Sophie.  Can this man introduce her to the passion & seduction she never realized she was desperately searching for? Sophie quickly becomes ensnared in Clayton's seductive web until a shocking treachery makes her question her judgment and actions












Provo una quantità notevole di sentimenti contrastanti per questo romanzo. Non posso dire che non abbia gradito leggerlo, ma non mi veniva da stringere al petto il mio kindle da quanto fossi elettrizzata da questa nuova lettura.Non mi ha fatto impazzire ma mi è piaciuto abbastanza da voler arrivare fino alla fine della storia. Classica lettura da ombrellone, da tenere presente per la prossima rubrica dei libri estivi!!

Sophie sta vivendo un momento di transizione della sua vita, ha solo 23 anni ed è già parecchio confusa. Ha lasciato la facoltà di legge per una scuola d'arte, ha rotto con il fidanzato/amico di sempre. Tutto questo con sommo rammarico e delusione da parte dei genitori. Sentendosi svuotata e abbattuta per aver rovinato brutalmente le aspettative dei genitori, decide di fare una vacanza mentalmente depurativa, insieme al migliore amico gay Erik e il suo fidanzato Orie. Quale posto migliore per riscoprire se stessi? Le Maldive!!
Non arrivano nemmeno al villaggio turistico che un aitante, raffinato, intenso e sexy turista inglese sembra essersi subito fissato con la nostra protagonista. Occhi puntati su di lei manco un segugio in un bosco a caccia di cinghiali.
Quale casualità che le due ville ( perché non ci sono bungalow in questo villaggio ma ville ) di Sophie e del misterioso turista siano vicine. Se era bello da sbavare vestito, non vi dico come ce lo descrive la scrittrice quando si mette in costume da bagno.
La vicinanza delle stanze, alloggiare nello stesso villaggio, piano piano i due protagonisti cominciano a familiarizzare tra di loro e con i rispettivi compagni di viaggio. Sul misterioso turista, scopriamo che si chiama Clayton, gestisce una società inglese di shipping famosa....insomma è molto ricco, e ha deciso che Sophie deve essere sua. Nessuna possibilità di discussione.
Grazie ai discorsi molto simpatici di Erik e Orie, scopriamo che Sophie è ancora vergine e che vorrebbe cambiare questo suo status. Clayton sembra essere piovuto dal cielo proprio con questo scopo!!
Clayton, nonostante i suoi modi rigidi, scostanti e prepotenti, percepisce la sua innocenza e ci tiene a rendere tutto perfetto per la loro prima volta. Possiamo dire che il corteggiamento di Clayton non è stato particolarmente faticoso, gli è bastato uno sguardo intenso verso Sophie, farsi vedere un paio di volte in costume da bagno, baciarla appassionatamente attaccandola ad una palma....la ragazza era già sua.

My legs are glued to the ground. No way I can move. He looks like a dream, like the guy you had fantasies about as a young girl. And he's here. Standing in front of me. Wanting me. He moves away from the door and slowly makes his way to me. Like a wolf, stalking its prey.  


Per l'occasione, Clayton ha affittato per ben 2 giorni un'isolotto intero con tanto di villa con vista sull'oceano, completamente arredata e pronta per ogni necessità. Cosa potranno mai fare un sex symbol inglese e una ragazza vergine da soli per 48 ore in un'isola deserta? Già, proprio quello!!!
La faccenda è che quando non lo fanno, parlano....e meno male, almeno anche noi riusciamo a capire chi sono questi due personaggi, sopratutto Clayton. Il suo aspetto dominatore è un dettaglio costante della sua personalità. Il problema è che Sophie, non è abituata a scattare sull'attenti ad ogni suo minimo comando, come le precedenti avventure solo interessate ai suoi soldi e a ricavarne un orgasmo. 
Clayton è rinfrescato dalla spontaneità, innocenza e voglia di vivere di Sophie, capisce che non potrebbe mai viaggiare sulla sua stessa lunghezza d'onda, se non con il tempo, tempo che ha tutta intenzione di concederle.

"You make me forget myself", he whispers. My smile is immediate. " You think it's amusing ?""No. I just thought I was  the only one who lost control". He holds my face with one hand. "Rest assured, you're not alone in this predicament."

Superata l'esigenza sessuale pulsante, i due protagonisti non si scollano più e chi sa se starà nascendo qualcosa di più serio tra loro?  Tornati alla normalità, le cose cambieranno ? Quanto tempo passerà prima che il castello di carte crolli una volta che Sophie sia tornata a casa?

Troviamo una serie infinita di luoghi comuni in questo romanzo:
1. L'aspetto dominatore di lui, ma senza frustino, e l'enorme portafoglio, addolcito dal carattere dolce della protagonista, non è una tematica così sconosciuta. A voi non fa suonare nessuna campanella?
2. La ragazza insicura di se, fisicamente e delle proprie capacità - io ci vado a nozze perché mi sento insicura tanto quanto si sentono loro - che attira l'attenzione del ricco e bel turista fino ad innamorarsene...nemmeno questa è nuova
3. Tenetevi forte perché banalità delle banalità, il romanzo si conclude con uno strepitoso cliffhanger. Il che significa, che abbiamo appena iniziato una nuova serie!!!

Ok.....nonostante tutto questo io vi dico che, se siete al mare o a casa, questo va a gusti, e decidete di leggere questo romanzo, ebbene io vi dico che avete fatto una buona scelta. Non si incontra sempre il libro perfetto, oppure il romanzo che ti lascia a bocca aperta da quanto sia così bello che vorresti iniziarlo subito d'accapo. A volte si incontrano libri meno d'impatto, ma comunque racconti che parlano di un bell'uomo che sa come trattare una donna e te la fa sbocciare tra le sue braccia mentre lui si addolcisce ascoltando il suono delle sue risate. Cioè, ce la si può fare benissimo!! Vale la pena solo per leggere i discorsi esilaranti di Erik e Orie.
Il libro è raccontato solo dal POV di lei, scelta discutibile visto che Clayton è chiuso come una porta stagna....curiosa come sono, voglio vedere se nel secondo l'autrice ci darà la possibilità di conoscerlo meglio. Perché nonostante tutto.....io Voglio sapere come andrà a finire! sento già i vostri commenti, e come vuoi che vada a finire? la ragazza sposa l'uomo ricco. Potrebbe essere, oppure no....oppure ancora chissà quanto ci farà penare la scrittrice per arrivare a questo benedetto HEA!!

Piccolo consiglio: non leggere romanzi rosa dove i protagonisti sono in qualche isola tropicale mentre il lettore sta vivendo l'inverno più piovoso della storia!!



Colet Abedi has been an entertainment industry executive for over ten years. In addition to working on many television programs for NBC, ABC, FOX, and most cable networks, she is best known for her work as head writer for the telenovela serials American Heiress and Fashion House, the latter of which starred Bo Derek and Morgan Fairchild, on the FOX-owned MyNetworkTV. Abedi currently has one television series in syndication, Unsealed: Alien Files, and has completed Five Souls, her first feature film. She is also the co-author of young adult fiction novel, FAE. Book one was released July 2013 by Diversion Publishing Group and was an instant online bestseller. The Dark King, the second in the planned FAE trilogy, was released May 2014. FAE was recently optioned by Ridley Scott. Colet is a native of California, graduated with a B.A. in English literature from the University of California at Irvine, and currently lives in Los Angeles with her husband and three dogs.


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Unspoken - Lauren Hawkeye

This is a category length story of 30 000 words. It is a prequel to the upcoming Untouched, but stands alone- no cliffhangers.




Once, Ellie Kendrick was the only thing that Dominic Gabriel wanted, until five years ago when she left abruptly. Now she’s back and her version of what happened between them so long ago makes him question everything he knows about himself as a man... and since he is now a lawman who lives by a strict moral code, he finds himself challenged to make things right.


He knows that they might have to look back in order to move forward... but can their rediscovered attraction survive the darkness of the past?





Unspoken è stato un libro gradevole da leggere anche se mi ha dato un pò quella sensazione di qualcosa di già letto. Classico cliché: i protagonisti si sono amati in gioventù, qualcosa di misterioso li separa, anni dopo si ritrovano, i segreti vengono svelatati e il lieto fine è pronto da servire.
Con questo non voglio dire che abbia perso del tempo a leggere questo romanzo, direi anzi tutt'altro. Lo stile con cui è stato scritto il libro è molto particolare e ricercato, visto che non c'è molta originalità  nella trama, posso dire che invece la scrittura è tutt'altro che banale. Piccolo avvertimento, se non siete fluent in inglese, è meglio passare a qualcosa di più semplice, dire che è difficile è dire poco, questo non vale per i dialoghi., è un peccato che ce ne siano pochini...

Ellie, torna a casa - Florence in Arizona - dopo otto anni di assenza per sistemare il negozio di fiori  e tutte le cose che riguardano la nonna mancata da poco. 

Estelle, l'ha praticamente cresciuta, siccome i genitori hanno dato forfait. A causa di questo, il loro rapporto è sempre stato conflittuale e Ellie, in età da teenager, sentiva una costante rabbia interiore che la portava a essere una ribelle, vestendosi in modo dark e stravagante e esprimendosi con modi piuttosto volgari e irrispettosi. 
Si pensa sempre che, gli adolescenti che si comportano così, lo facciamo solo per un bisogno di attenzione. Ma per Ellie il suo era solo un bisogno di affetto. Considerata la ragazza pazza e pericolosa della cittadina, viene evitata praticamente da tutti. Ma non da Gabe, il figlio dello sceriffo, stella della squadra di football, il ragazzo più popolare e bello della scuola.
Lui, che rappresenta l'antitesi di Ellie, la nota e ne rimane incuriosito. Vuole sapere di più su di lei e l'avvicina. La ragazza, attonita d'aver attirato l'attenzione del ragazzo per bene, non riesce a resistergli e trasferisce su di lui tutto il suo bisogno di contatto e affetto. Lasciandosi andare, è semplicemente se stessa con Gabe ed è quello che a lui più piace della ragazza. Pressato dagli obbiettivi che il padre si aspetta che raggiunga, cerca solo un pò di spontaneità ed evasione. Paradossalmente, ognuno sogna la vita dell'altro. Questo li porta ad essere sempre più uniti ed ad innamorarsi. I ragazzi sono molto giovani, 15, lei e 18, lui....forse un pò presto per pensare seriamente al futuro, per questo i genitori di Gabe e la nonna di Ellie sono preoccupati. 
La nonna e la nipote hanno sempre litigato molto spesso con toni accesissimi, una sera la misura è colma per entrambi. 
Ellie se n'è va e Gabe rimane da solo a Florence, ignaro delle ragioni che hanno portato la ragazza a lasciarlo senza nemmeno una parola d'addio. 

Gabe era sinceramente innamorato della ragazza dark, ma rivederla dopo otto anni, non lo fa rimanere subito entusiasta e pieno di gioia. c'è risentimento e rancore per essere stato abbandonato, vuole delle spiegazioni e delle risposte per il suo comportamento. 
Ellie  pensava di fare una cosa veloce nel sistemare le cose della nonna, ma rimane bloccata a Florence più del dovuto. In questo modo gli incontri con il suo ex sono frequenti e le sue domande sempre più insistenti. Lei sa che prima o poi dovrà dirgli perché quella sera se n'è andata, ma sarà giusto sconvolgergli la vita in questo modo? Non sarebbe meglio dimenticare tutto e andare avanti? Sembra di no, perché nonostante siano passati anni, l'attrazione reciproca non si è affievolita e la speranza di riprovarci sembra un sogno che si potrebbe coronare solo se saranno in grado di perdonarsi a vicenda.

Come avevo premesso, è una storia già letta e una trama rivista e rivisitata in un milione di modi diversi. Ciò nonostante, posso confermare che è un libro che rileggerei. Raccontato da entrambi i punti di vista, troviamo un'alternanza scorrevole di flash back, necessari per consentirci di comprendere il loro passato.
Pur sapendo che il lieto fine ci sarebbe stato, sono rimasta con il fiato sospeso fino alla fine. Ritengo che se si è ottenuta questa reazione da parte di una lettrice, allora lo scopo dello scrittore è stato raggiunto.



Ellie forced herself to remain still, posed at the window as if she could care less that she was about to see him the first time since he'd abandoned her. But she couldn't quite calm the trembling of her limbs as adrenaline, pure and potent, shot trough her veins, made her fill ill.

"You can go." She added when he simply straightened, looked at her with those damn eyes that had always seen too much. It was as if he knew, even after all this time - as if he could hear the unspoken words in her soul. 

She'd once being a tsunami, a beautiful and awe inspiring force of nature whipping through his life, where every day was the same, packed full of monotonous expectations.

The green of his eyes brightened, intensified, and Ellie felt that connection stretching between them like it had never been broken, that strange and indefinable thing that had one pulled to such polar opposites together. A heart recognizing a heart.  

D'amore e di ventura - Elisabetta Bricca

Cesare Mocenigo è un capitano di ventura, nobile, scaltro e affascinante. 

Viola Ripamonti Sforza è la bellissima e coraggiosa nipote del suo peggior nemico. 
Eppure, benché il dolore lo abbia reso un uomo tormentato e pericoloso, quando la incontra Cesare comprende di avere ancora un'anima. 
E insieme a lei, sullo sfondo dell'aspra guerra tra Venezia e Milano, tra le battaglie, gli intrighi e lo splendore del Rinascimento, sarà protagonista di una struggente storia di passione e redenzione, in una lenta risalita verso la luce durante la quale tutto può accadere, se a comandare è il cuore.

lunedì 8 dicembre 2014

Reparation - Stylo Fantome


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Happy Release Day to Stylo Fantome and the final book in the Kane Trilogy - Reparation! Enjoy a sneak peek into the book below and make sure to enter the giveaway! This week is the blog tour so be on the lookout for what the blogs have to say in addition to a little surprise at the end of the tour for fans of the series. All THREE books will be on SALE so grab it while you can!!!


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The Devil has met his match

When Tatum O'Shea decides it's time for some payback, no one is safe from her new game - not even the devil himself. Tate is going to get her happily ever after, even if it means making everyone else unhappy in the process.

But a persistent Jameson, a meddling Sanders, and an amorous baseball player make it very hard for a girl to keep her focus, and suddenly it seems Tate has a few too many suitors for her fairy tale ending.

Sometimes, it's very difficult to tell who Prince Charming really is ...

WARNING: may induce Kindle throwing, screaming at fictional characters, and possibly a few tears. Also graphic sexual situations and sadomasochistic themes.



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She showed Ang the sideboard where Jameson kept most of his every day things – a lot of cuff links, tie pins, watches, things of that nature. Everything plated in gold and diamond and platinum. While Ang guffawed over everything, Tate made her way over to the bed. Knelt on top of it and crawled towards Jameson's side.

“Holy fuck, Tate, this table holds more money than I'll ever see in my life. I don't know whether to be impressed, or disgusted,” Ang called out from behind her. She pulled a box out of Jameson's night stand and then turned back to Ang.

“Look at this,” she offered, knee walking back towards him. He met her at the edge of the bed and she opened the box. “This is a Jacob and Co. watch.”

“It's awesome,” he said, taking the box into his hands and looking over the timepiece.

“It's worth over $300,000.”

Fuck!” he exclaimed, and dropped the box. It bounced on the mattress and rolled, the lid snapping shut. She laughed and picked it up, sat it on the pillows.

“I know, right? Who would spend that kind of money on a watch?” she asked.

“Why the fuck would you even let me touch that? That watch is worth more than I am,” he laughed as well, but he looked a little shaky.

“I think it's funny. All this stuff, it's silly,” she said, reaching out and playing with the button on the blazer he was wearing. He was taller than Jameson, but leaner. The blazer was pretty loose on him.

“It's fucking stupid. A watch!? Why? How often does he wear it?” Ang asked. Tate shrugged, unbuttoning the jacket and pushing it open.

“Not often. Once in Spain. You should see the shit he keeps in the safe,” she said, plucking at his shirt. He began absent mindedly batting at her hands while he glanced around the room.

“You're shitting me. Please tell me it's behind a huge portrait of like his dog or something,” he chuckled. She hooked her fingers inside his belt.

“No. It's in the closet,” she replied.

“Tate, what are you doing?” he asked, finally clueing into the fact that she was touching him. She smiled up at him. Ang liked to pretend he liked being poor, turned up his nose at rich people, but really, he was fascinated by it, and even better, distracted by it. It was one of the things that had attracted him to Tate, she knew. It was probably part of what drew him to her sister.

Bitch.

“What? I feel like I haven't touched you in a long time,” she said, pulling him close and wrapping her arms around his waist. She pressed the side of her face to his chest and he sighed, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

“Are you really okay? You kinda scare me, sometimes,” he mumbled. She ignored the sadness in his voice and worked her hands up his back. He felt so different than Jameson.

“I'm okay, Ang. I'm happy here. Everything is great,” she whispered, massaging her fingers back down his back. He shivered under her touch.

“You can always come live with me,” he said softly. She laughed low in her throat and pulled away a little, running her hands up and down his sides.

“Do you think your girlfriend would appreciate that?” she asked, watching him from under hooded eyelids. He ran his hands under her hair, lifting it away from her shoulders and piling it all on the back of her head.

“I don't think she'd care, but more importantly, I don't care. You've been my best friend for a million years,” he replied. She smiled, running her teeth over her bottom lip while she pressed herself against him.

“Sometimes a little more than a friend,” her voice was soft. He laughed, scratching his fingers over her scalp.

“Most of the time. God, we used to have fun,” his voice fell into a murmur as his eyes wandered over her face.

Please, don't hate me after this. I have to get my soul back.

“Used to?” she asked, her voice soft as she ran her hands along his body.

“Tater tot, we haven't had fun since Satan came to town,” he chuckled, his hands moving to the back of her neck.

“Hmmm, he's not in town right now,” she reminded him. He narrowed his eyes.

“No, he's not, and I doubt he would appreciate me seducing his succubus in his lair,” he told her.

“I doubt he'd care. Besides, succubi are supposed to sleep with lots of people,” she pointed out.

“Succubi? Is that how you pluralize it?”

“Succubuses sounds weird.”

“Like a slutty bus.”

“Slutty buses.”

“Wait,” he stopped. “Did you just imply that you want to sleep with me?”

“Ang. If I laid it on any thicker, I'd be staked out on the mattress,” she said bluntly.

“I thought it was 'against the rules', or some bullshit,” he said, glancing around the room, like he was checking for hidden cameras, or waiting for Jameson to pounce out of the shadows and eat him.

“That was before; besides, since when have you cared about what upsets Jameson?” she evaded answering him.

“I don't. But I don't want to piss off Ellie, either. She's not exactly as free a thinker as you and I,” he laughed.

I'm counting on that.

“That's not fair. She wouldn't know you if it wasn't for me – she owes me a finders fee,” Tate mock pouted, sticking out her bottom lip. He pinched it between his thumb and finger.

“What's going on with you, babydoll? Satan not giving it to you good enough?” he laughed. She tilted her head down, drawing his thumb into her mouth and sucking on it. He hissed air through his teeth. She let him go and he dragged his thumb down her chin.

“How about you stop worrying about him for tonight. I know I have,” she said in a husky voice.

Like that would even be possible.

She knew she had him. The tempation to put something over on Jameson was too great for him. She knew Ang very well, knew how to get to him. They hadn't slept together in a long time – since August. They had quit cold turkey, and he hadn't had a say in the matter. In fact, he'd been pretty angry about it for a while. Here was his chance to strike back. Fuck Tate, in Jameson's bed. In Satan's home. Much too hard to resist. She closed her eyes as his head lowered towards hers.

Please, please don't hate me.




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Stylo Fantome

Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ..., forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball - I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT. I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can't understand me. Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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Christian - Jennifer Foor







Christian Mitchell has always made her parents proud. She excels in everything she puts her mind
to, and because of her intelligence, has warranted herself a top notch
education at Kentucky State University. Though an achievement to be proud of,
Christian longs for something else.

To be accepted by her peers.
To be popular.
To be loved.

Now in her junior year of college, Christian moves from the dorm to a house with other female
students. She’s on a mission to break out of her shell, and she’s willing to do
just about anything to make it happen. When her plan results in tragedy, Christian is left vulnerable, and more
alone than she’s ever been. She can’t tell her family, who’d never understand,
and she refuses to share what occurred with her best friend Ethan, because of their romantic past.


Will Christian find
what she’s desperately searching for, or will her actions have dire
consequences that can cost her so much more than she could ever imagine?














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Jennifer Foor is

an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She's best known for the Mitchell
Family Series, which includes ten books.




She is married

with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing
stories that come from her heart. 





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A summer road trip changes everything in this unforgettable new tale from acclaimed author Katie McGarry.

For new high school graduate Echo Emerson, a summer road trip out west with her boyfriend means getting away and forgetting what makes her so . . . different. It means seeing cool sights while selling her art at galleries along the way. And most of all, it means almost three months alone with Noah Hutchins, the hot, smart, soul-battered guy who's never judged her. Echo and Noah share everything--except the one thing Echo's just not ready for.

But when the source of Echo's constant nightmares comes back into her life, she has to make some tough decisions about what she really wants--even as foster kid Noah's search for his last remaining relatives forces them both to confront some serious truths about life, love, and themselves.

Now, with one week left before college orientation, jobs and real life, Echo must decide if Noah's more than the bad-boy fling everyone warned her he'd be. And the last leg of an amazing road trip will turn . . . seriously epic.

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From Noah’s POV

“Did you fall into some paint, Echo?” Isaiah asks, changing the subject.
Echo’s shoulder slumps as she pivots toward the mirror. She groans as she touches her cheek and forehead that are more red and pink than skin. “Dang it. Why am I such a mess?”
“I think it’s sexy as hell,” I say.
“I think I’m going to barf,” Beth mocks my tone.
Death radiates from the look I send her way. Enough that it should melt her. “Ever sleep in a tent, Beth?”
Beth focuses on the screen while raising her middle finger in my direction.
“Screw it.” Echo turns away from the mirror. “I need a shower.”
I smile, Echo blushes, then I laugh. Damn me for inviting Isaiah and Beth to share our room.
“Anyhow.” An excited glint strikes Echo’s eyes. “Are you ready? I hope you like it. It’s sort of…for you. But it’s not done, okay? I mean, something like this would actually take a while to perfect, so I guess I’m saying—”
“Echo.”
“Yeah?”
“It’s all good.”
“Okay.” Her fingers drum nervously over the top of the canvas before she repeats, “Okay.”
“I’m assuming that’s not the constellation Aires?”
“No. I’ll have to start on that tomorrow.” With a deep inhale, Echo pulls out a chair from the table and rests the painting on the arms and leans it against the back so it will stay upright.
Air rushes out of my body, and I sink onto our bed. It’s the same damned shock as when she drew my parents this past spring. There’s awe and joy and this ache that hits deep in my gut. I bend forward and rest my joint hands on my knees and stare at the sight in front of me.
Fuck me, my eyes burn. I shut them, attempting to get my shit together. It’s a painting. Only a painting. I reopen them, and it’s the same disorientation as a right hook to the head. It’s more than a painting, and that’s the reason my throat swells.
Last night meant as much to me as it did to her and she painted it, capturing it in a way unique to Echo. She’s right, it’s not done. It’s a skeleton compared to her other work, but I see enough to know what she desires, what she plans to design. Up close all those colors would look like chaos, but when viewed as a whole it creates this beautiful picture. In the end, that’s the best way to describe me and Echo, our relationship. Our love.
The bed dips as Echo eases onto it, settles behind me and props her chin on my shoulder. Her signature scent that reminds me of walking into a bakery becomes an invisible blanket surrounding me. “What do you think?”
“It’s us,” I whisper, and knots form in my stomach. Echo always finds a way to blow my mind. She tenses behind me and I continue, “It’s where we spent last night.”
“It is.” Echo relaxes, and her fingers curl around my biceps. “Do you like it?”
Struggling for composure, I place my hand over hers and pause. “It’s…”
I’m not Echo. I don’t have words for what happens inside me. If I did, I’d fail at describing this. I shift to rest my forehead against hers. “I don’t deserve you.”
“That’s my statement,” she says so only I can hear. “I wish we were alone again.”
I press my lips to hers, slide my hand through her hair and watch as the curls bounce back into place. “Me, too.”




And don’t forget to read the first books in the Pushing the Limits Series…



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Katie McGarry was a teenager during the age of grunge and boy bands and remembers those years as the best and worst of her life. She is a lover of music, happy endings, reality television, and is a secret University of Kentucky basketball fan.

Katie is the author of full length YA novels, PUSHING THE LIMITS, DARE YOU TO, CRASH INTO YOU, TAKE ME ON, BREAKING THE RULES, and NOWHERE BUT HERE and the e-novellas, CROSSING THE LINE and RED AT NIGHT. Her debut YA novel, PUSHING THE LIMITS was a 2012 Goodreads Choice Finalist for YA Fiction, a RT Magazine's 2012 Reviewer's Choice Awards Nominee for Young Adult Contemporary Novel, a double Rita Finalist, and a 2013 YALSA Top Ten Teen Pick. DARE YOU TO was also a Goodreads Choice Finalist for YA Fiction and won RT Magazine’s Reviewer’s Choice Best Book Award for Young Adult Contemporary fiction in 2013.


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