Release Blitz: Rogue Love by Michelle St. James

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Rogue Love by Michelle St. James
Series: Kings of Corruption #1
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 21, 2017
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Synopsis

*** An explosive new standalone from the author of the Mob Boss series ***

FBI agent Braden Kane has been gong it alone ever since a family scandal sent him running straight from the Ivy League into Special Forces. That’s where he learned the hardest lesson of all — we’re all alone in the end. And nobody can save us. 

When a raid goes terribly wrong, walking out is almost instinctual. Following the rules is for suckers. There’s only one way to get things done, and that’s to do it off the books. By the time he walks out, he knows there’s only one thing he’ll miss. 

Her. 

Nora Murphy never really had a choice. Law enforcement was in her blood. 

Raised by an old-school Irishman in a houseful of brothers, she learned early on there was only one way to survive. 

Be stronger. Be smarter. Be better. 

There was no time for romance. And certainly no time for love. Which made tabling her attraction to friend and fellow agent Braden Kane a no-brainer. But Braden’s defection from the FBI opens the door to their relationship in a new and surprising way. Nora’s still getting her head around the possibilities when she’s assigned an important case involving a string of high-profile crimes with a shocking purpose. She can’t wait to bring down the ring of brash vigilantes — until a connection to Braden reveals itself in the investigation.

Now they’re on opposite sides of the law and order coin. Will their love be enough to bridge the gap? Will they survive long enough to find out?

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Excerpt

They passed through the light and into the darkness near the water, then turned toward Manhattan Beach. She squealed a little when the water rushed up over her feet.

The sound of her laughter was somehow both childish and sexy. “Cold?”

She looked up at him with a smile and her expression was transformed. Maybe it was just the water, the visceral shock of the cold, but her face looked naked, the mask she wore at work folded up and set aside.

“Aren’t you going to take off your shoes?” she asked.

He lifted his hand, holding her heels. “Then I won’t be able to hold your hand.”

She laughed. “I can carry my own shoes!”

“I’m good,” he said.

“Don’t you want to put your feet in?” she asked.

He looked down at her, his smile spreading all the way from his heart up to his lips. “Truthfully?”

She nodded.

“I’d rather hold your hand.” He hesitated, holding her gaze as years of unspoken feelings fought to make themselves known. “I think I’ve been waiting years to hold your hand.”

“I’ve been waiting, too.”

He dropped her shoes in the sand and lifted his hands to her face. There was a distant voice urging him to be careful. To take it slow. To wait and see what came of his meeting in La Jolla tomorrow.

But that voice was no match for the one telling him he was finally home.

“Nora…” He slipped his hands into the hair at the back of her head, savored the feel of the silken strands against his fingers. “Do you know what it’s like to be so close to something so beautiful and have to pretend its nothing?”

She swallowed, licked her lips. “Yes,” she said. “I do.”

There was a split second when time seemed to stand still. The waves were silent, the wind still. There was only her. Only her face in his hands, her eyes a pool of blue fire, her lips full and parted. Waiting.

For him.

Then his mouth was on hers, his lips sinking into the pillowy softness of her. He held still at first, wanting to remember the arch of her neck in his hands, the exhale of her breath breathing life into his long-dead soul. A moment later she opened to him and there was no room for coherent thought. There was only the exploration of her satiny mouth as her tongue parried with his, every moment a burst of new sensation.

Not because he hadn’t been with many women. On the contrary; he’d kissed more women than he could count.

But not like this. Never like this.

His body flooded with desire so powerful it swarmed his mind like a shot of pure adrenaline. He was on fire for her, barely able to drag the breath in and out of his lungs.

It wasn’t just lust. It was a feeling of completion, the click of a final puzzle piece being put into place. It was one he hadn’t known he’d been missing, but now that she was here in his arms, he knew the picture of his life would never have been complete without her.

He angled her head and took their kiss deeper, sweeping her mouth slowly, relishing every inch of sweet warmth. She tasted like wine and strawberries, like the sea and the wind.

Her arms came around him and he pulled her closer, pressing her against his body, her exquisite softness molding to the hard planes of his body, filling all the empty places he hadn’t known existed.

He meant to take it easy. To take it slow. Both admirable notions that were thrown to the wind when she sighed into his mouth, pressed closer against him, her breasts crushed against his chest.

There was no more caution then. Only his hands on her body, mapping the fullness of her breasts, the taper of her waist, the swell of her hips, painfully close under the thin fabric of her dress. He was aching to strip her bare. To learn her body in the moonlight and make her his.

“Braden…” she gasped, pulling away, then coming back in to kiss him again. “Can we…”

He pulled back, looked into her eyes.

“Can we take it slow?” she asked.

He held her face between his hands. “We can do anything you want, Nora.”

Her smile was so pure and so true it almost brought him to his knees. “It’s not that I don’t want to…” She laughed. “I want to.”

He looked into her eyes. “Looking at you is all I need.”

“You’ve been looking at me a long time, Kane. You’re not sick of me yet?”

“I’m just getting started.” It came out more intense than he’d intended, all his pent-up feelings spilling over into his words.

“Sounds intriguing,” she said.

“I’m nothing if not intriguing.” He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, bent his head, kissed her softly. “Now let’s get you home before my ungentlemanly instincts take over again.”

He took her hand and felt like he was holding the moon.

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About Michelle St. James

Michelle St. James aka Michelle Zink is the author of nineteen published books and seven novellas. Her first series, Prophecy of the Sisters (YA), was one of Booklist’s Top Ten Debut novels. Her work has also been an Indie Next selection and has appeared on prestigious lists such as the Lonestar List, New York Public Library’s Stuff for the Teen Age, and Chicago Public Library’s Best of the Best. Her books have been published in over thirty countries and translated into over twenty languages. She lives in New York with too many teenagers and too many cats.

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Release Blast: The Trouble With Bachelors (Windy City Bachelors #1) by Caitlyn Blue

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The Trouble With Bachelors by Caitlyn Blue
Series: Windy City Bachelors #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 21, 2017
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Synopsis

Falling for her sister’s first love, how could that possibly go wrong… 

Zach Thorne is supposed to be off limits. He’s her sister’s high school boyfriend and his love life is a revolving door of women. He’s also handsome, sexy and the one guy Emma Callahan has never been able to forget.

Now they’ve been thrown together as best man and maid of honor for her sister’s wedding and some serious sparks are flying. Zach is perfect wedding fling material until he starts to take their romance seriously. Now, Emma is left wondering: is he for real or is she about to get her heart broken?

The trouble with bachelors is you never know.

Excerpt

“This was fun,” I murmur as his fingers coast over my cheek.

He tucks a lock of hair behind my ears and traces my jaw. It’s been a year since a man has touched me. And no one has ever caressed me like this. It’s like he’s trying to memorize my features. I’m enthralled. It’s hard to know what to do next, so I clutch my hands in my lap and stare at him. His eyes lock on my lips and I realize I’ve seized the lower one between my teeth.

His breath hisses out on a soft sigh. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are?”

“No.” It’s not the default word anyone uses when describing me.

“You are.”

How many women has he used this line on? Hundreds surely. He’s a player. A guy you sleep with not someone you date.

At the moment I’m standing at the line that separates the woman I am and the woman guys like Zach sleep with a few times and never call again. I can listen to my body and have several amazing orgasms to relive over and over, or I can listen to my heart, stay true to who I am and keep looking for a guy who can make me happy long term.

His fingers curve around the back of my neck. As he draws me forward, I ask, “Are you going to kiss me again?”

“I’d very much like to.”

This time his kiss is more direct. Firm and determined, he claims my lips and as his tongue darts forward, I open for him. He tastes like the striped peppermint candy we snagged on our way out of the restaurant.

The kiss quickly goes nova. Heat explodes in my midsection and lances downward as Zach’s hand curves over my knee. I clutch his shoulder, trembling with longing. Phrases spill through my mind. Naughty things I’d want to say to him. Images of taking him into my mouth again and making him cry out my name as he comes. I’ve forgotten that I’m not the type who has sex in cars. Right now, all I’m thinking is: yes, please, let’s do this.

Our tongues are dueling, my legs are parting and Zach’s hand is riding up my inner thigh when the phone in my lap buzzes with an incoming text. It’s close enough to my happy place that the vibration only adds to my arousal. I moan. Zach drags his lips from mine.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear it.”

As his other hand dips inside my coat, fingers gliding over my breast, it’s easy to moan again. Damn, he’s good at this. Trembling with need, I bite my lip as the urge to whimper builds. I shift my hips as my clit perks up and starts crying for attention. If he doesn’t touch me there I’ll go out of my mind.

A second text follows the first or maybe it’s just that reminder that I haven’t looked at the first one. Either way, it feels great. So does Zach’s mouth on my neck. And is that his teeth? I open my thighs, silently begging him to go higher. He’s so close. I’m so close.

Buzz.

I’m panting. He’s sucking on my earlobe. Shit. That’s amazing. His thumb grazes my nipple.

Buzz.

Buzz.

The hand beneath my skirt reaches the elastic on my panties and I shift my hips, pushing into his fingers. Can he feel how wet I am? A little higher, please.

Buzz.

Buzz.

The vibration is so constant it’s like a sex toy and I’m so close to getting off. Just a little bit more. His finger brushes over the soaked crotch my panties. The lightest of touch and my body is electrified.

“Fuck,” he mutters, tracing over my hot, aching core a second time. “These are soaked.”

A garbled noise emerges from my throat.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Buzz.

And then Zach’s fingers are retreating and I groan in protest. “Um, do you need to get that?”

Get what?

Buzz.

Buzz.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” I exclaim as Zach removes his lovely, clever hands from beneath my clothes.

He flops back against his seat with a hearty curse. Eyes closed, breathing hard, he shields his face as his shoulders move. Damn the man. He’s laughing.

Snarling, I pick up the phone and see at least a dozen texts from my cousins. Looking over at the house, I spy all three of them lined up at the living room windows. Well, what did I expect? I’m making out with Zach in front of our house. I might as well have set up a neon sign on the front lawn that says orgasms happening here. Almost happening…so close. A growl vibrates my chest.

“Your cousins?”

“Yes.”

Giveaway

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About Caitlyn Blue

Caitlyn Blue is a voracious reader with an overactive imagination and a chocolate addict. She loves fancy cocktails and tasty edibles, is a sucker for adventure movies and any music with a beat. When not writing, Caitlyn loves to connect with her readers for whom she’s extremely grateful. Join her VIP list to stay up to date on giveaways and exclusive offers.

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Release Blitz & Review: Perfect Imperfections by J & L Wells

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Perfect Imperfections by J & L Wells
Series: Moments #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 20, 2017
Buy Now: Amazon

Synopsis

At the age of 27, Natasha is just a few months away from marrying her long-term boyfriend, Josh. Suddenly, he is called out of the country to take over the running of his father’s business. While he’s away, Natasha arranges a surprise wedding present for him – a portrait of herself. 

The handsome artist who agrees to paint the portrait is Gabriel Owens, a gifted painter who is partially sighted. He is sarcastic and brash, and Natasha finds herself always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.

It turns out that Josh isn’t the perfect fiancé that Natasha believed him to be and she is left reeling, her life in free fall. Does Gabriel have the tenacity and inner strength to pick up the pieces when he himself has so many insecurities and his own life is far from perfect? 

*Perfect Imperfections is the first book in the Moments series. It’s an emotional story, which can be read as a standalone novel. You won’t find a cliffhanger here, but instead a heartfelt ending that definitely won’t disappoint.

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Review

I generously received this ARC from Give Me Books in exchange for an honest review…

Perfect Imperfections – where do I even begin? Can I just start off by saying that this was a beautifully phenomenal and captivating story that I was immediately drawn to. As soon as I began reading this extraordinary book I couldn’t put it down (at least until I was forced to of course) and finished it as soon as I possibly could. This is my first J & L Wells book, but I am so happy this was the one because it had my full attention right from the beginning. These two are truly the perfect writing dual and I couldn’t even detect where one author ended and the other one began. Their intertwined writing style is breathtakingly perfect and it’ll leave the readers craving for more. In this sensational story we are taken on a journey of self-discovery and discovering that the one you’re with may not always be the one that you need.

It may have taken me a few pages to get into this story because I didn’t instantly connect with Natasha, but then I got to this one moment in the first chapter and I knew right away that she was about to become one of my favorite characters. I absolutely adored her and how she blossomed into the wonderful women that I cannot wait to see more of in future books!

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Giveaway

ENTER HERE for a chance to win a $15 Amazon gift card and a signed paperback of Perfect Imperfections! 

About J & L Wells

Judy and Laura Wells are a mother and daughter writing duo from the heart of England. Between the two of them they own three beautiful but mad Japanese Shiba Inus and two not so active tortoises.

They’ve dabbled with a few different genres in the past, but contemporary romance has been their first love since they began writing. Perfect Imperfections is Book One in their Moments series.

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Release Blitz & Review: Wounded by Abby Brooks

Wounded by Abby Brooks
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 20, 2017
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Synopsis

For every wound, there is a scar.

Raised on fame and fortune, Liam McGuire is a spoiled man-child. His handsome face blinds the world, but I see through it to what he is inside.

Ugly.

When his tour bus rolls off the road, Liam’s rushed to the hospital where I work. A jagged scar runs the length of his face, ruining his good looks and jeopardizing his career. As his nurse, I’m around him more than I’d like, but the more I get to know him, the more I realize the world wasn’t blind to him.

I was.

Liam McGuire feels deeply and loves wildly, throwing himself into everything he does with more passion than I ever dreamed possible. With that intensity aimed at me, the scars slashed across my own heart start to heal. He is fire and I’ve been cold my whole life. 

Am I ready to thaw? Or is life better—safer—when I’m cold and numb?

Review

I generously received this ARC from Give Me Books in exchange for an honest review…

I have been fortunate enough to have recently discovered the amazingly talented Abby Brooks! Wounded is one of those stories that is almost impossible to put down and one of those books that will leave you begging for more. Not only do we have this extraordinarily captivating storyline, but don’t even get me started on these truly one-of-a-kind characters! This is what I like to call an enemies to lovers kind of romance and man can I say that Bailey and Liam know how to make an impact. I absolutely adored these two and found myself instantly falling in love with them. I never wanted their story to end, but I have to day that Abby did an awesome job ending this book on a high note that leaves her readers wanting more.

On another note, this book will leave you with all the feels and have you in tears at more than a few scenes. If you are a fan of the enemies to lovers, then Wounded by Abby Brooks is the one for you!

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Excerpt

I close the front door behind me and head straight to the piano. Sit at the bench and stare out through the open window and play.

I play for them.                                                     

I play for Tyler.

I play for who Michael and I were, and for who we’ve become. The music rips itself out of me and tears fall from my eyes, dropping on my hands, but still I play.

Before long, I sense movement at the doorway. My fingers slow and then stop, cutting off the melody on a harsh note.

“Don’t stop.” Liam sounds groggy. “It’s beautiful.”

“It hurts,” I say, sniffing.

“Ahhh.” There’s more movement and then he’s sitting next to me, his shoulder pressing against mine, his sleep-warmed skin almost too hot for me in my agony. “That’s why it’s beautiful.”

I pull my hand from the keys and put them in my lap. “There’s nothing beautiful about pain.”

“Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain.”  Liam puts his hands on the keys, lets them wander around a melody. “I think Bob Dylan said that.”

The urge to lean into him, to borrow some strength from his size and his warmth is so strong I almost succumb to it.

Almost.                                   

Instead, I put my hands on the keys and wind my melody around his.

“What’s wrong, Bailey?” Liam keeps his voice low, almost a whisper.

“It’s just a bad day,” I whisper in return.

His fingers chase the melody towards mine. His skin brushes mine and chills rush through my body. I stop playing and stare up at him.

“Why are you being nice to me?”

“Maybe I’m still mostly asleep.” Liam smiles, the moonlight streaming through the window catching the scar winding down his face.

Without thinking, I run my finger along it. My touch light, just a whisper of contact. “Does it still hurt?”

Liam leans into my hand, pressing my palm against his cheek, and closes his eyes. “Deeply.”

The low rumble of his voice touches the aching part of my soul and I know he’s not talking about the scar. I pull my hand away and study his face as he opens his eyes and stares down at me. The space between us takes on a life of its own, shrinking and contracting with each and every one of our breaths. I lean into him, needing contact. Needing sensation and oblivion and a reason to step outside of myself for a while.

“Today’s the day they died.” I blink several times but don’t look away. “My parents.”

“How?”

I shake my head and the world spins drunkenly. It hurts to be this exposed, as if my whole body is a raw nerve, our words grinding against it until the pain forces me to cry out.

“I’m sorry,” he says, bringing his hand to my cheek and threading his fingers into my hair.

I lean into him and close my eyes, swimming in grief and guilt, desperate to feel anything but the way I’m feeling right now. I lick my lips. Open my eyes and find him close. So close. He drops his hand from my cheek, his eyes searching my face.

There’s a moment. The two of us knowing what’s about to happen and trying to decide if we should let it, and then Liam kisses me. His hands slide up my arms and clutch my shoulders. His lips are warm and supple against mine. Our breath fills the room, twining with the rustle of fabric as I bring my hands to his back and grip his shirt in my fists.

I breathe him in. His clean skin and the scent of his cologne are so foreign to me. They’re unlike any of the smells that I sometimes imagine still linger around this house, triggering memories with the power to bring me to my knees. Liam is different. Nothing about him reminds me of my past, and there’s salvation there. Safety in his newness. In his total lack of knowledge of me from before. I can be anything with him.

Our kiss deepens, the stubble of his beard scraping the delicate skin on my cheeks. I open to him, lean into him, and his tongue darts out to meet mine.

He pulls back but keeps his hands on my face. “Have you been drinking?”

I nod. “It’s a bad day.”

Liam’s eyes burn into mine, moving across the planes of my face. He takes a breath like he wants to speak, only to close his mouth and look away. “I’m sorry, Bailey,” he says after a moment. “I don’t want this because you’re drunk and hurting. And I know, deep down, neither do you.”

And then he stands and walks out of the room, leaving me to stare after him, cold in the wake of his fire.

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Giveaway

ENTER HERE for a chance to win a signed paperback of Wounded, Abby Brooks Mug, $25 Amazon Gift Card and Michael Kors Bag!

About Abby Brooks

Abby Brooks is a romance author who lives with the love her life and their three kids in a small town in Ohio. She loves dancing in the kitchen, laughing with people she loves, and reading way too late into the night. She also loves hearing from her readers! 

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Release Blast: Forever, Alabama by Susan Sands

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Forever, Alabama by Susan Sands
Series: Alabama #3
Genre: Woman’s Fiction
Release Date: March 20, 2017
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Synopsis

Everybody loves local attorney and favorite son, Ben Laroux.  Well, at least everybody of the female persuasion–until he meets Sabine O’Connor. She loathes him and makes no secret of her feelings, even when he pours on his famous charm hoping to thank her for helping his family. Ben has never been told no, and if there’s one thing he’s never walked away from, it’s a challenge.

Sabine hopes she’s finally found peace and safety in the small town of Ministry. She’s changed her name to escape her painful past and her shameful family secrets. Ben Laroux is a gorgeous and sexy complication she can’t afford, but also can’t resist. However, when her past threatens to derail her present and future, Ben might be the only man she can trust.

Excerpt

She fought the urge like mad to scoot closer to her potential client and find out what lay beneath those blue plaid boxers. Her good sense and professionalism warred with her very long-ignored womanly needs.

“Are you having sexy thoughts about me?” Ben asked, breaking into her sexy thoughts. Because his sexy had returned.

“Huh? Of course—not.” Her eyes were unfocused.

“You are. You want to sit on my lap again,” he accused.

“That—wouldn’t be wise.” But God, it would feel so good.

“Stop it! I’m asking for help, here, and you want to climb the tower of Ben.”

“Okay, this isn’t headed anywhere good,” Sabine said.

“Make you a deal.” He appeared deadly serious.

“I’m listening.”

“You stay here tonight—” He held up a hand to stop her shocked protest. “Listen. I’m suggesting I sleep off my beers, make a call to my buddy to have your car cleaned, and we discuss plans for my therapy. And I’ll make eggs in the morning. If you still look at me like that after I’ve sobered up, then, I’ll have no choice but to kiss you again.”

She couldn’t really see a flaw in his plan. Certainly, there were many, but right now, she was seriously charmed by a stinky, post-vomitous guy with a great house. “Um. I’m not sure that’s wise.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m a little distracted by your sitting there in your underwear.”

His eyes changed, the atmosphere between them became charged. “I knew it.”

“Go take a shower and brush your teeth.”

Both laughed at that. Sabine had no idea where this might lead, but either way, she was certain it was a bad idea. Bad.

Giveaway

ENTER HERE for the chance to win a #50 Amazon gift card!

About Susan Sands

Susan Sands began writing on her fortieth birthday. Better than a hot young boyfriend or a red convertible as mid-life crises go. Her first Southern women’s fiction title, Again, Alabama, was published a mere eight years later, with the second, Love, Alabama, and her latest, Forever, Alabama, following closely behind. Growing up in a small town in Louisiana, Susan’s passion for reading sparked her interest in writing. She now creates stories about the quirky characters and fascinating relationships that are uniquely Southern.

Susan holds a degree in elementary education, and has lived in the Johns Creek/Alpharetta suburb of Atlanta with her husband and three children for over twenty years.

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Release Blitz & Review: Missing Grace by S.L. Scott

Missing Grace by S.L. Scott
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 20, 2017
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Synopsis

Move on with your life, they said. 

Forget her, they said.

But how could Ben Edwards forget the woman who was supposed to be his forever? When Grace Stevens disappeared—without a word, without a trace—she took half his soul with her. 

Despite the heartbreak, Ben tried. He tried to take their advice by pursuing his career. He tried to find fulfillment in his work. He tried to find peace. 

Grace had been the love of his life. Her fingerprints were on every surface of his existence. He had success and wealth. He had everything, except her. 

Then fate stepped in one serendipitous night. The hope he’d held on to for three long, agonizing years appeared before him in the form of a picturesque beauty. 

Was she real, or an apparition returning to haunt him? He wasn’t sure, but he wouldn’t stop until he found his missing love. Every minute mattered, and he wouldn’t waste a second chance.

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Review

I generously received this ARC from Give Me Books in exchange for an honest review…

Since I can’t really tell you about this amazingly original story without giving away some super crucial and surprising details, this is just going to be a review filled with some heavy FANGIRL-ing moments. So please bare with me because once I am finished, you’ll all be jumping at the chance to one-click this one!

First off can I just say how awesome it would be if Amazon and Goodreads would allow us to rate a phenomenal story like Missing Grace with more than five stars. Its like come on get with the program, as a book lover (and reviewer) I sometimes come across stories like this one where I feel like a five star rating just isn’t enough. With that being said, I am giving this book a THOUSAND star rating because yes S.L. Scott truly deserves that high of a praise for writing this breathtakingly captivating story.

I must regrettably admit that this is the first book I’ve read from this author, but I have to say that I am glad that Missing Grace was the story that popped my S.L. Scott book “cherry” (haha – pun fully intended) because it is by far one of my top 2017 favorite reads! So I kinda wish that I counted the number of times that this book had me in tears and left me on the edge of my seat, but I couldn’t because I did not want to take my eyes off of my kindle for a single second. This extraordinary story literally captured my full attention and as much as I didn’t want to, I totally fell asleep mid-read (when your kindle smacks you in the face you know it’s time to go to bed, even when all you want to do is finish it).

Overall, this book will take you on a whirlwind of emotions along with some twists and turns. This is without a doubt one of those stories that will have you anticipating the end, while not wanting to let it go at the same time. S.L. Scott you are officially on my list of favorite authors and I cannot wait to see what you come up with next (and of course checking out some of your previous releases when I get a spare moment in my overwhelmingly hectic life)!

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Giveaway

ENTER HERE for a chance to win a $25 Amazon gift card!

About S.L. Scott

Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.

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Blog Tour & Review: Parker by Jillian Quinn

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Parker by Jillian Quinn
Series: Face-Off #1
Genre: Adult, Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 15, 2017
Buy Now: Amazon

Synopsis

I’m Alex Parker, the best defenseman in the NHL, heartbreaker, and troublemaker. My team had the best penalty kill record in the league, thanks to me. I was on a winning team and so close to the Stanley Cup before I hooked up with the wrong puck bunny—the team owner’s granddaughter. Oops! So, they shipped me off to Philadelphia to play for the Flyers, one of the worst teams in the league.

My agent thinks I need to clean up my act. I drink too much. I sleep around too much. He assigns Charlotte Coachman, aka Coach, to whip me into shape. Coach is a sexy as hell sports agent that challenges me, and every time we’re around each other it’s as if we’re having our own face-off. I want her but she has strict rules about dating clients. And I like breaking them.

Review

I generously received this ARC from Xpresso Book Tours in exchange for an honest review…

I just want to start off my calling dibs on Alex Parker. He’s mine (and Coach’s of course, but that is besides the point) so ladies stand back. I mean it, he’s MINE!

Okay now that we got that out of the way, lets get on with talking about how much I absolutely adored this story. The author did an extraordinary job developing her characters and making it nearly impossible not to both connect and fall in love with them. Although Alex Parker and Charlotte “Coach” Coachman are the main characters, the secondary characters wiggle their way into your heart just as much! These characters are ones that I would be happy to know in real life. Not only that, but the sports aspect was spot on. The moment I opened this book I was a goner and ended up reading in one sitting. I cannot wait until the next book in the series is released and I hope we will be seeing more of Parker and Coach in the future!

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About Jillian Quinn

Jillian loves Mafia men, sports, bad boys, dirty talkers, strong female characters, and books with plenty of heat, all of which you will find in her books. As a lover of all things bookish, she has a serious book hoarding problem and runs a book blog in her free time. When she’s not reading, writing, or blogging, she’s obsessively fangirling over hockey players and can be found wherever she can catch the next hockey game. 

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