Friday, December 30, 2016

Ardent Prose Blog Tour of HATE STORY by Nicole Williams!


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Nina can’t let herself fall in love with the man she’s going to marry. Both of them have experienced the sting and sham of love and have no intentions of falling victim to it twice. Love is expensive—hate is free.

Three years. A million dollars. A solution to both of their problems. They planned it all, from the story of their first meeting to the date of their divorce. Nothing could go wrong.

But what they didn’t consider was chemistry, and Nina and Max have no shortage of it. After too many near-kisses, Nina convinces herself that hating Max is better than loving him, and the more she gets to know this soon-to-be-husband of hers, the more she discovers just how very much she truly, madly, and deeply . . . hates him.

This isn’t a love story. This is the other kind.

He hadn’t stopped smiling at me, and it wasn’t the friendly kind of smile. It was the kind that made it seem like he was in on some secret I wasn’t privy to. The kind of smile that made me feel like I was being trifled with and made the punch line of a hundred jokes I had yet to hear.
I wanted to wipe the cocky smile off his face, but that would have required touching him and even I wasn’t gutsy enough for that. A woman did not touch a guy like him unless she wanted him to be her undoing. Nope. You didn’t play with fire. You didn’t touch it. You didn’t even come close.
Fire. That was all I saw when I looked at him. I was playing with it by agreeing to this kind of arrangement with him.
Even the way he lounged in the chair was smug. Like it was his throne and he was just waiting for minions to come bow before him.
“You’re younger than I thought you’d be.” He broke the silence first.
Though it was faint, I could just make out an accent. It was European, but I couldn’t nail down the country. To look at the bastard, you’d think he was Scandinavian—blond hair, blue eyes, commanding frame—but his accent was too sharp to hail from the land of Vikings.
I was tempted to glare at the tipped smile aimed at me, but I didn’t want to lead him to the impression I cared. I gave him my version of the same smile, abandoning my “no expectations” policy for the prospect of pissing him off. “You’re older than I thought you’d be.”
His smile shifted into the realm of a smirk, like he knew I was lying. So yeah, maybe I was lying about thinking he was older, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of confirming his silent accusation. He was older than me, but not by much. He might have been closing in on thirty, but he wasn’t past it.
He leaned forward in the chair. When his gaze circled my face to my fiery red hair, his brow elevated. Yes, I am the stereotype. Be warned.
“Prettier too.”
I stiffened. He was fucking with me now. I’d already agreed to marry him. How much more did he think he could screw me over?
I gave him a cursory glance and kept the unaffected look on my face. “Uglier.”
He cocked a brow like he knew better. “And the personality of ten women rolled into one.”
His head shook once. “Intrigued.”
His eyes investigated me again. It felt intrusive, definitely not cursory. “Impressed.”
“As impressed by me as the woman in heat who was just mauling you over by the bar?”
“You mean the woman who gave me this?” He pulled something out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket and set it on the small table between us.
It was a hotel card key. With a lipstick kiss pressed into it.
“Classy place, this five-star hotel.” I glanced back at the woman at the bar. She was still there, watching him as though he was the height of the male species. “Did you tell her the reason you were here?”
His attention stayed on me. “Yes, I told her I was here to meet the woman I was going to marry.”
My stomach wrung. This was the man I was going to marry.
Holy shit.
“And she didn’t ask for her room key back?” I asked.
“She didn’t give it to me until right after I mentioned that.” His stare was intense. Too intense. I felt like every secret—every piece of who I was—was strewn out on that table for him to see. “Women love a man who isn’t afraid of commitment. It’s like an aphrodisiac.”
“You know what else women like?” I didn’t pause for an answer because I guessed he didn’t have a clue. “A man who’s humble.”
He fought a smile and leaned back in his chair when a server approached with a couple of drinks on a tray. “No, they like to think they do, but they don’t.” His head shook authoritatively. “They like the cocky bastard who goes after what he wants and doesn’t take no for an answer.”
Because the server was shielding some of me from his view, I allowed myself to shift. I was getting fired up, and if he kept saying the same kinds of things with the same kinds of looks on his face, that drink was going to wind up in his face.
That was when I noticed what the server had set in front of me. A tumbler with something amber in color. The same thing she was setting in front of him. Although from the curve of her smile, she was offering to give him a blow job on the side, compliments of the house.
“What is this?” I asked. Him. Her. Whoever wanted to answer.
“Scotch,” he answered, ignoring the server lingering between us.
My nose curled at the drink.
“Expensive scotch.”
“I don’t care if it came from the fountain of youth. I won’t drink it.”
His forehead creased with what appeared to be irritation, but I couldn’t be sure. Maybe it was confusion, like he couldn’t decide what to make of me. “You would have me believe you wouldn’t take a sip of that if you knew it would give you eternal life?” When I shook my head, his head tipped. “Why?”
“Because I value my free will far more than long life.” I pushed the drink away until it clinked against his. “I’d rather live one day free than an eternity in a cage.”
He was quiet for a moment. The server stayed between us, staring at him, waiting.
“Then why are you here?” he asked me finally.
I leaned forward and hoped my stare was as powerful as his. “Because free will is expensive.”

Final Score - 5 LOVE/HATE Stars!!!

Max needs to marry someone in order to stay in his home - The US. Nina needs help settling outstanding debts in order to keep her home - her beloved Grand-ma's house. What happens next is a series of blunders, high-jinx, mayhem, confessions and a little bit of hate-turn-love.

I enjoyed every minute of learning about Max and Nina - their childhoods, their thoughts, their values, families, etc. Neither one had an easy time but in each other, they found the part of themselves that was missing - unintentionally of course. 

Ms. Williams writes two deliciously flawed characters who can't seem to help themselves to the truths of one another or in themselves - Love. It was never supposed to be part of the equation - love was supposed to be checked & left at the curb side. Hate was the only option - but even in Hate, you find can find a little love. 

I didn't know how I would feel after reading this book. From the title and blurb alone I was expecting it go one way and for me to pull my hair out in utter frustration, tossing the book into the corner, vowing to never EVER read another story like this again. This book ... was so NOT that book!

I couldn't put it down ... well, except to sleep cuz I needed to sleep and work the next day. This book engaged me from the prologue to the epilogue. I didn't want it to end. I just wanted a little more Hate in this Love Story. And in the end I got perfection!

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Nicole Williams is the New York Times and USATODAY bestselling author of contemporary and young adult romance, including the Crash and Lost & Found series. Her books have been published by HarperTeen and Simon & Schuster in both domestic and foreign markets, while she continues to self-publish additional titles. She is working on a new YA series with Crown Books (a division of Random House) as well. She loves romance, from the sweet to the steamy, and writes stories about characters in search of their happily even after. She grew up surrounded by books and plans on writing until the day she dies, even if it’s just for her own personal enjoyment. She still buys paperbacks because she’s all nostalgic like that, but her kindle never goes neglected for too long. When not writing, she spends her time with her husband and daughter, and whatever time’s left over she’s forced to fit too many hobbies into too little time.
Nicole is represented by Jane Dystel, of Dystel and Goderich Literary Agency.


Enticing Journey Book Promotions Blog Tour of SAVAGE SAVIOR by Charleigh Rose!

Title: Savage Savior
Series: Savage People Book 3
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance Standalone
Author: Charleigh Rose
Published: December 18, 2016


It's a strange thing, isn't it?

It can make you. Break you.
Take you to places you've never been before.
I know what they say about him. What he does for the Irish mafia in New York.
But the thing is, love is blind.
It binds.
And now, we're bound for life.

What Others Are Saying:
Um. There are no words. None. Because holy crap was that book everything I thought it would be and more.” - Tongan Book Lover

“OMFG Charleigh Rose you guys are some dirty bitches! I FLOVE Carter!!!! He is MINE I don't care what anyone says.” - Reader Review

“I loved this book couldn't put it down,was so worth the wait.” - Reader Review


Final Score - 4.5 Stars!

I thought Graham & Cole were bad. They've got NOTHING on Carter ... I mean - Whoa! The lengths he went to to protect Quinn, even though he kept pushing her away? It was beyond frustrating, but when these two finally came together - FIREWORKS! Nice ones. Beautiful ones. Explosive, heat-generating one.

I also loved how Quinn kept pushing back at Carter, not really letting him push her away. Girl has got some strong chops, but she displayed a vulnerable side as well. Carter did as well. It's what made their love story believable to me.

What is next for this series? I can't wait to find out!

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Author Bio:
Charleigh Rose is a secret duo of romance authors who teamed up for the sake of fun, sexy smut. Our philosophy:

1. Our heroes should always be so alpha, you won't be able to read them in public.
2. Heroines will always be sassy, strong and take zero sh*t from their men.
3. Taboo, dark, twisted, weird, bizarre and original. We won't give you what you've already seen a million times before.
4. The sex will be explicit, hot, smutty, and completely insane. Make sure your door is locked and you have a toy around when you read us.

We're dedicated to fulfilling your fantasies and to having fun with each other. We created this pen name so we can play around with our readers and each other (naughty naughty). Buckle up and join the ride!

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Giveaway: 10 ecopies of all the books in the series (3 novellas)

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Thursday, December 29, 2016

Review: Vicious

Vicious Vicious by L.J. Shen
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Final Score - 5 Move over Troy, cuz Vicious is Delicious Stars!!!

All throughout the book I was leery of Vicious, but Emilia always gave him the benefit of the doubt. I don't know how she had such blind faith in the boy turned man, the things he said and did would have caused me to RUN not walk out of his life. But as time passed and I read further the backstory, I saw what she saw - a frightened little boy who just wanted a bit of justice in his world. I actually cheered him on in that respect. The cruelty of his family, the death of his mother - my poor Vicious!

10 years is a long time to wait to tell the person you care about most that you love them, but when it's coming from the mouth of the person with the worst disposition, character, verbiage, and all out hostile attitude? What's a girl to believe, especially given the way he not only come to this knowledge but the actions he took in getting there.

I loved how in the end he was able to move from that poor wounded little boy to the man that could Love and Respect his woman (namely Millie), but he still hadn't lost his bad-ass self in the process. From High School and the HotHoles to becoming a lawyer not above any/all means necessary to make his enemies pay, Vicious truly lived up to his name and got what he needed to move forward. To become the man that Emilia could love, warts and all but still with a slice of devilishness.

I do believe Troy Brennan has been knocked from him throne in my heart by Baron "Vicious" Spencer. I never thought I would say that ... but it's true! (<---insert shock face emoji)

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Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Ardent Prose Release Day Blitz for EVERYTHING FOR HER by Alexa Riley!


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USA TODAY bestselling author Alexa Riley's first full-length novel shows just what happens when a strong, possessive man finds the woman of his dreams.  

I'll never forget the way she looked, so confident and sure of herself. I watched her from a distance. She wasn't ready for me yet. I didn't approach her and I didn't disturb her, but I never once took my eyes off her.  

Mallory Sullivan is ready to start her new life. After graduating at the top of her class, she's landed one of the most coveted internships in the United States. Hard work and determination have gotten her to this moment of living the life she only dreamed of while growing up in foster care.

From the start, I knew that she would be my greatest achievement, so the day I let her go, I set down a path for her. A path to me.  

She never expected Oz to be the greatest culmination of those dreams. But sometimes fate determines who you fall in love with. Who makes you lose control. Who owns your soul.

And then you realize it wasn't fate at all…

I've wanted to care for and protect her since the first moment I saw her. I've constructed everything in our lives so that at the perfect moment, I could have her, could give her the life she deserves.  

The time has come.


I’ve watched her since the beginning.
It’s funny, but I don’t really remember much before her. It’s as if I could split my life into two halves. Before her and after. I remember my life with my parents, and I remember getting into college, but it’s all gray before her. Until the day I saw her, there was no color. But once my eyes landed on her for the first time, it was like when Dorothy landed in Oz and she opened the door. The world went Technicolor, and she was my very own Glinda the Good Witch.
I was twenty-two years old the first time I saw her. She was seventeen and competing in a state-level high school math competition.
Yale University asked me to represent them as a student judge, and I nearly declined. The state of Connecticut is small but houses one of the greatest Ivy League colleges in the country. One that makes becoming a standout almost impossible. I was among the top one percent in my class as a senior at Yale, with a major in statistics.
The only reason I’d accepted the invitation was to play a part. Many expected me to follow in the footsteps of my father, and I wanted them to believe that, but my end goal was a little different than anyone knew. I was on the path of revenge, but playing a part would help me on that path. Rubbing shoulders with the same men my father did, even if it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Agreeing to judge the competition was life-changing. The bitter taste in my mouth altered that day. A sweetness took over. I wanted it. Needed it.
I’ll never forget the way she looked, so confident and sure of herself. I watched her from a distance, like you would a lioness in the wild. I didn’t approach her and I didn’t disturb her, but I never once took my eyes off her.
I found out later she was being sponsored by her high school so that she could attend the competition. She had no family and was being raised in a group foster home, so her school funded the trip. She was smart, and they wanted to see her succeed, which she did.
I saw so much in her as she competed. She knew all the answers and was absolutely sure each time. She trusted her instincts, and they didn’t let her down. There was so much potential in her just waiting to be unleashed. I wanted to sit down and have her tell me everything, anything, as long as she talked to me.
She swept the competition and won first place in her division. I was strangely proud of her.
When she walked out of the hotel ballroom after the competition was over, I let her go. It was the hardest thing I’d ever had to do. But I knew that if I went after her too soon, or too fast, she would run. Not only was she too young for me, but something about her told me she was the kind of woman who came along once in ten thousand lifetimes.
This wasn’t to be rushed. It was to be savored.
I may hate my father, but I’ve learned from his mistakes. I’m going to use those mistakes for my own advantage. He’s smart but sloppy at the same time and it’s been showing. But I know if you want something, you work hard for it, plan out all the details to make it yours.
From the beginning, I knew that she would be my greatest achievement, so the day I let her go, I set down a path for her.
A path to me.
No one knows it’s been me behind the curtain, pulling the strings. I’ve constructed everything in our lives so that at the perfect moment, I could have her.
The time has come.

Final Score - 5 Move Over Christian Grey Stars!!!

Oz (Miles) is unlike any alpha character I've read before. He puts Christian Grey to shame! Does that tell you enough? And as frustrating as Christian was, he's NOTHING compared to Oz.

Mallory does share some similarities with Ana as well, but she is no where near as annoying as I found Ana to be at times. She's fierce, strong willed, fragile, yet she doesn't live in her head - she lives her life on her terms and won't let anyone mess with her or her career.

The cat-mouse game at times was extremely fun to read. The natural progression of their relationship was entertaining as well. And I loved that she really made him work for her affection; so much so that when Oz and Mallory finally come together ... WHOA! <---insert emoji="" fanning="" self="" span="">

If you are looking for a romance with sizzling chemistry, an out of control, over the top alpha male, a naive yet strong willed virgin, THIS is the book to keep you not only engrossed for the day, but salivating like a dog over the juiciest bone! Boy does Alexa Riley serve it up good with this latest book - ay chihuahua! I'm still debating over taking an ice cold shower to cool me down. I highly recommend you get to one-clicking this read ... as it delivers an unforgettable yet sexy read all in one sizzling novel that can only be conceived and given life by Alexa Riley!

I think I will take that shower now...

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.
They specialize in insta-love, over-the-top, sweet, and cheesy love stories that don’t take all year to read. If you want something SAFE, short, and always with a happily ever after, then Alexa Riley is for you!
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