Friday, July 21, 2017

Hard Love by Joanne Schwehm

 Hard Love
by Joanne Schwehm
Genre: Contemporary Romance Standalone
Release Date: July 18, 2017
Noah Winston’s life was perfect. He had it all: striking looks, more money than he could ever spend, good friends, and any woman he wanted. 
Margo Perry’s life wasn’t perfect, but it was her own. She didn’t need a man to make her happy or feel better about herself. 
Then he saw her – a gorgeous, rain-soaked stranger – but she wasn’t a stranger at all. They’d known each other a lifetime ago, when she was just a girl. Now, she was all woman.
Then it happened. The man she had spent her teenage years lusting over rescued her on a bleak yet fateful day. There he was, straight out of her dreams, looking better now than he had years ago.
The more time he spent with her, the more he questioned everything he knew.
The more time she spent with him, the more those old feelings resurfaced and grew stronger.
Too bad it only took one night, a few words, and a terrible decision, to ruin it all.
Too bad it was too good to be true.
"True to the title,love is hard. It's fragile and delicate, and how you come through in the end is what makes the journey worth it. Hard Love takes you on just that kind of journey. A must read."A.M.Madden, USA Today Bestselling Author
"I love conflict and stomach plummeting moments. This one checks off all my boxes!" - Lisa Kane, Three Chicks and Their Books
"It's been awhile since I read a book in one sitting, but once I started Hard Love, I couldn't put it down. Margo and Noah's story was sweet, hot, romantic, heart-breaking and absolute perfection." Tara Sivec, USA Today Bestselling Author.
"The author took me on a journey from past to present, from lust to love, and from want to need." - Rosa Sharon, iScream Book Blog
"I found myself thinking about this book when I had to put it down. I was consumed immediately with this story. I love the storyline. I love these two together." - Karie Puskas, Panty Dropping Book Blog
"I just couldn't put it down. And that's the magic of a good book, it will wrap you up in the story and the characters and it will hypnotize you until the point you become one with them." - Janett,The Pleasure of Reading Book Blog
Joanne is a mother and wife and loves spending time with her family. She’s an avid sports watcher and enjoys the occasional round of golf.
She loves to write and read romance. Joanne believes everyone should have romance in their lives and hopes her books bring joy and happiness to readers who enjoy modern day fairy tales and breathless moments.
She is an independent romance author and has written several contemporary romance novels, including The Prescott Series, Ryker, A Heart’s Forgiveness, The Critic and The Chance Series. Joanne is a published author with EverAfter Romance and is represented by Brower Literary Agency. 





Noah was Margo's teenage crush. What was not to like? He was gorgeous, rich, and most of all, kind to her. He was always around since he was her brother's best friend. He would help her with her homework and she was delighted when he talked to her. Until she asked him to the prom.

Meeting years later when they were both pursuing their careers and adults was a twist of Fate. The more time they spent together the more they enjoyed each other's company. Until that fateful day when they fought about the future.

This is a very romantic story. Like all these billionaire stories, Noah is no different. He is set in the life he is leading and his freedom is most important. He never realized how lonely his life was. Besides work and money, there was nothing else in his life worth living for.

Really loved this story with all its ups and downs. These two lovers were meant for each other. The fact they are so stubborn makes for clashes that had me laughing and sometimes crying.

I am voluntarily reviewing this book. I thank the author for sharing a copy of her book with me.





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SIN A Vegas Nights Novel Book 1 By Emma Hart Standalone

   
    

SIN


A Vegas Nights Novel Book 1


By Emma Hart


Standalone


Damien fox lived up to his name. Cunning, sly, and dangerous, fifty percent of Vegas’ strip clubs were his.

Whatever he wanted, money, attention, women, he got.

And now he wanted to buy my bar, no matter the cost.

I wanted him to go to hell on a first-class ticket.

He played a dirty game, and I followed his rules. I let him think he would win.

Despite our differences, it was clear to see that we were no more than two broken hearts colliding in the darkness.

Closed off, sexy, and holding a pain that would crush a lesser man, he was the ultimate sin.

One I couldn’t deny myself, even though I knew better than to trust a fox...

(SIN is book one of the Vegas Nights series. Each book in this series is a standalone novel.)

   

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      “Why wouldn’t you talk about your work in the restaurant?” I set my purse on the floor by my feet and shifted to face him. “I’ve never seen anyone get out of a dinner so fast.” A small smile tugged the edge of his lips up. “Just like I said in there, some things shouldn’t be discussed in public.” “Like politics and religion.” “You have a very smart mouth.” He glanced down at said smart mouth. “Do you ever turn it off?” “Never,” I reassured him. “Now, we’re no longer in public, so tell me about what you do.” He rested an arm along the back of the seats. His fingertips landed just inches from my hair, and I gave a cursory glance at their closeness. Shivers tickled their way down my spine as he stared at me. He was entirely still except for the way his eyes flicked left and right repeatedly. It felt an awful lot like he was taking me in, committing me to memory for some strange reason. “A lot of people don’t like me. Pissing people off is part of business, and I’ve done that a lot, so I try to keep my work private. It’s that simple, sweetheart.” “I get it. But now, it is private.” I wasn’t going to let this drop. I’d quit reading before I did that. “I’ve told you a lot about my bar tonight, so now tell me something.” “You have the innate ability to make me feel like I’m back in high school and writing an essay about being reasonable.” “If you’d done that, you might know how to be reasonable.” I paused when he laughed. It was low blow time again. “Look, Mr. Fox—” “Damien.” “You don’t have to tell me anything about your business and what you do, but given that you’re failing embarrassingly in your attempt to buy my business, it’s probably in your best interests to start talking.” He leaned forward and took my hair between his finger and thumb. Slowly, he twirled the strands around his finger, each twist lightly tugging against my scalp. “You should have been a cop. You’re very persuasive.” “In that case, you could probably learn a thing or two from me. Your own skills are lacking.” “I don’t know.” He dropped his voice to a low murmur. “I think, if I tried hard enough, I could persuade you into a few things.” I raised my eyebrows. We’d moved on from talking about business. Once again, the Master of Deflection was doing what he’d been doing for most of our evening together. “I still haven’t forgiven you for your antics yesterday, so I wouldn’t even try it.” I tapped his hand so he released his hold on my hair. It tumbled away from his finger so I could smooth the strands back down and gave him a pointed look. “Forgiven me, or yourself?” His eyes glinted knowingly. Almost self-assuredly. Hell, there was no almost about it. He knew exactly how I’d felt when he’d left me. He knew exactly what he’d done to me, and I did, too. Denying that I was annoyed at myself because I could still remember how it’d felt when he’d taken my chin in his hand was pointless. “Both,” I answered, sitting up a little straighter. “That doesn’t invite you to exercise poor judgment and make another attempt to mix business with pleasure?” “Attempt? Sweetheart, if I’d attempted to do that, there would have been a lot less business and a lot more pleasure before I’d left you.” “You think I’d give in to you so easily?” At those words, Damien slid smoothly across the leather seats. His arm, still resting along the back of them, hung down behind me, his thumb just brushing against my back. The rest of his body was mere inches from mine, and I bit the inside of my lip as he trailed his fingertips up my bare arm. My eyes followed his feather-light touch while his stayed fixated on my face. He coasted his fingers over my shoulder where he touched them to my jaw. Lightly, he tilted my face around and up until I had no choice but to look him in the eyes again—to look right there where I could see exactly how much he wanted me. Dark. Hot. Full of temptation. Heavy and intense, his eyes screamed of raw lust and selfish need. “I don’t think you’d give in at all,” he whispered. “I think your body would do that for you, and you’d be helpless to it.” “You think a lot of yourself, don’t you?” I said quietly. I touched my finger to his belt, then ran it up the length of his torso, ghosting it over the solid packs of muscle that made up his body until I flicked the starchy collar of his shirt. “You think you can do this and I’ll give in to what is essentially a biological reaction? I’m stronger than you take me for, you know.” He curled his fingers around my chin and dipped his face to mine. “She says with a racing heart.” I pressed one finger against his mouth and ran another along his strong thigh…right up to where his hard cock was straining against the soft material of his pants. “Don’t you hate it when your attraction to someone is so obvious?” His jaw clenched. “If you have any sense at all inside that gorgeous head of yours, you’ll move your hand.” 

                     
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies—usually wine—and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.

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He is a cocky, unbearable, and gorgeous good for nothing.  Gossip around town says his family has been involved in illegal deals.  He is rich and entitled... what he wants, he gets.  And now he has his eyes set on buying her business and hounding her until she gives in.  Damien Fox was created to drive her insane!  Dahlia has recently lost her father.  This unique Vegas bar is his legacy.  There is no way she is selling a profitable business that meant so much to her parents.

Let the fights begin!   They are quite opposite in many ways, yet they both come from the same lonely backgrounds of no mothers to cuddle them.  He is dead set on getting his way and she is as stubborn as he is.  The chemistry between them is off the charts, but the stubbornness will always get in the way.  Can peace possibly reign between these two so they can have a chance to know each other?

I loved the banter between Dahlia and Damien.  As far as a steamy love story goes, this one fits the bill.  It is also funny and emotional keeping everyone entertained.

I am voluntarily reviewing this book.  I thank the author for sharing a copy with me.





SERIES COVER RE-REVEAL Series: Men of Lovibond Author: Georgia Cates



SERIES COVER RE-REVEAL
Series: Men of Lovibond
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Indie Formatting Service



Title: Tap
Series: Men of Lovibond #1
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Indie Formatting Service
Release Date: January 10, 2016



Blurb

Craft beer and the sexy men who brew it.

A faceless name. That’s all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. But then the unplanned happened.

We met. And all I wanted from her was a dirty weekend . . . until that wasn’t enough and I longed for so much more.

Lawrence Thorn suddenly means the world to me. And that’s a problem. She’s my business partner’s sister. Forbidden fruit. Pursuing her can mean trouble for me at Lovibond Brewery. But I don’t care.

I yearn for her skin against mine.
I crave her smell on my body.
I want to make her laugh and then hear her moan my name.
And she does for a brief moment in time.

But Lawrence wants more than I’m able to give. And it’s a damn shame because there’s no one on earth I want more than her.

An epic love.
A miserable ending.
Unless it’s not.





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Excerpt

Lawrence Thorn

My eyes follow Brou as he leaves the bench and walks away. Sheez. His ass looks great in those jeans. And it looks pretty great not in those jeans too.
I can’t believe I had my hand wrapped around his cock.
I can’t believe he came in my hand.
I can’t believe he stood in front of me naked from the waist down.
I can’t believe he touched me with his fingers between my legs and then sucked them. Fuck. That was hot.
No one has ever made me come so hard in all my life. Brou gives quality orgasms. I can’t wait to have another.




Title: Stout
Series: Men of Lovibond #2
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Indie Formatting Service
Release Date: May 10, 2016



Blurb

Craft beer and the sexy men who brew it.

A beautiful neighbor. A complete stranger. That’s all she was when I moved in next door.

Adelyn Maxwell is my neighbor but she’s no girl next door. The more I come to know her, the more I discover she’s a good girl with a lovely dark side. And maybe I don’t want her to stay on her side of the fence.

I want to disturb the rhythm of her pulse.

I want to see the way her hair spills on the bed when she lies beneath me.

I want her to teach me the dirty pretty things she desires behind closed doors. And she does.

But mostly I want to leave my mark on the most intimate, untouched part of her body. Her heart.

A seemingly insignificant intersection of our lives neither of us recalls suddenly becomes a pivotal moment in our future. We aren’t strangers at all. And our paths aren’t crossing for the first time.

These twists and turns of fate will become one of two things: a wrecking ball to tear us apart or the connection to bond us together forever.



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Excerpt

Oliver Thorn’s POV from Chapter 6

“Control. And how I feel when you exert your strength over me. Domination. Power. Control. All of it turns me the fuck on.”
“Why?”
“There’s something primal and exhilarating about a man who takes complete control in the bedroom. That’s what it’s about for me. I want to feel desire. Real desire. I need a man who will grab me and make me feel small and vulnerable and feminine. Without hurting me.”
She releases my hands and sits upright, still mounted on top of me. “Outside of the bedroom, it’s all a level playing field. I’m an independent woman, and I control everything in my life. But in the bedroom . . . I want to be controlled by a strong man.”
“And choked.”
“I need an alpha male. I crave the dominance and show of strength he has over me.” She reaches for my hands and intertwines our fingers. “You’re the first man I’ve trusted in years. I couldn’t have let anyone else put their hands on me that way. It had to be you.” She releases my hands and leans over me, propping on her lower arms, but her hands grasp my face. She presses a soft, closemouthed kiss on my lips. “Only you, Thorn.”
She wants an alpha. A controller. A choker.
God help me, I like what I just did to her. I want to do it again. And that’s totally fucked up.
I spent my childhood being controlled, dominated, choked. What kind of person does it make me if I do those things to her? Even if it’s what she wants?
“I can’t, Max.”
She presses her forehead to mine. “You can. You did.” I did. And it was wrong.
So. Fucking. Wrong.
“But not again.”
“I saw your face. You liked my submission. You liked putting your hand on me like that. You weren’t repulsed. And in those few moments when you held my life in your hands, I belonged to you. I knew it. You knew it. And you liked it.”


Author Bio


Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.

When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.



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