Her Halloween Treat by Tiffany Reisz Review


Published by Harlequin Blaze
October 1st, 2016

A Men at Work Romance
It was a devastating dirty trick—Joey Silvia just found out her boyfriend of two years is married. What. A. Dick. Joey knows her best chance to get over one guy is to get under another. Of course, heading home to her family’s remote cabin in Oregon poses some challenges in the “available men” department…until she discovers this cabin comes with its own hot handyman! 
Holy crap, Chris Steffensen. When did her brother’s best friend turn into a hard-bodied pile of blond-bearded hotness? He’s the perfect Halloween treat—and a surprisingly dirty rebound guy. For a couple of weeks, anyway. Except that Chris has other ideas…like proving to Joey that this blast from the past is a whole lot more than a naughty Halloween hookup.



Tiffany Reisz is the author of the highly acclaimed series The Original Sinners. Her first novel, The Siren, won theRT Book Reviews Editor’s Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance of 2012. Slightly shameless, Tiffany dropped out of a conservative Southern seminary in order to pursue a career as a writer. This move, while possibly putting her eternal salvation in peril, has worked out better than she anticipated. She lives in Oregon with her husband, author Andrew Shaffer. Find her on Twitter @tiffanyreisz.



Her Halloween Treat (Men at Work, #1)

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This book definitely lives up to the ‘treat’ name. Joey is a fun character. The dialogue between Joey and her best friend Kira is awesome, and Chris and Joey’s banter follows closely on the wonderful scale. I absolutely love Chris. He’s a great guy in every way. There’s plenty of humor and the sexy times are off the charts hot. I highly recommend.
***copy given in exchange for an honest review***


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WRONG NUMBER, RIGHT GUY by Elle Casey Review

Downtown New Orleans is a dangerous place to be—unless the Bourbon Street Boys are on your side. A private security firm in the shadow of the local police, they patrol the bars and backstreets, doling out justice wherever people are in trouble. And if they should get the chance to mix business with a little pleasure along the way…well, so much the better.
Meet the Bourbon Street Boys in Elle Casey’s sexy contemporary romance WRONG NUMBER, RIGHT GUY.
About the Book
When a mysterious text message summons May Wexler to a biker bar in downtown New Orleans, she knows something is very wrong. Her sister has sent out an SOS, but when May gets there, she’s nowhere to be found and May is the one in trouble—she’s wearing pink espadrilles, she’s got a Chihuahua in her purse, and she’s in the middle of a shootout.
After tall, muscular Ozzie comes to her rescue, May has no choice but to follow him to safety. At the headquarters of his private security firm, the Bourbon Street Boys, she finds a refuge for the night—and the offer of a job. But it’s not long before a gun-toting stalker isn’t the only complication in May’s life: the more time she spends with Ozzie, the less she can deny that they’ve got some serious chemistry. A wrong number got her into this mess . . . Will it also get her the right guy?
Montlake Romance | On sale September 22, 2015
Paperback ISBN: 9 78-1503947450 | $9.99 US | 351 pages | Ebook ASIN: B00VJ4IDVY | $3.99 US
Wrong Number, Right Guy (The Bourbon Street Boys Book 1)
About the Author

Elle Casey, a former attorney and teacher, is a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY bestselling American author who lives in southern France with her husband, three kids, and a number of furry friends. She has written books in several genres and publishes an average of one full-length novel per month.



Wrong Number, Right Guy

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I had the most fun reading this book.
May is a crazy gal yet totally relatable. She’s a little awkward and sheltered but uses humor to cover it. I’m not usually as fond of the more naïve characters, but I adore May. I really enjoyed her inner monologues and interactions with her sister and dog. Felix, her dog, is très adorable.
Ozzie is not May’s cup of tea in the beginning, but when she see’s him in true form, it’s a completely different experience. He’s super sexy and muscular and in possession of a sweet sense of humor.
There are lots of great side characters, plenty of action and huge helpings of comedy. I was laughing out loud from May’s silly antics. Of course it’s also a romance and has its ‘adult’ times, but for me it was more about what May was going to stumble into next.
I will be continuing the series for sure. If you’re looking for a light romcom pick-me-up, this is just what the doctor ordered.

***copy given in exchange for an honest review***


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LUKAS by Carian Cole Blog Tour Review

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Book Title: Lukas (Ashes & Embers #3)
Author: Carian Cole
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 30, 2015
Hosted by: Book Fancy
Storm’s younger cousin. Vandal’s little brother. You’ve met him in the background. The sweet one. The nice one. The one they can all rely on. The good one. He’s a tattoo artist. He plays metal and classical music – on the violin. He’s got a body built for sin. He’s 24. In comes Ivy. She’s a 36 year old single mom who hasn’t dated in 18 years. All she wanted was a tattoo. She got a helluva lot more 🙂 Being good has never been so bad.
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I have a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls that try to tame them and win their hearts. My debut series, Ashes & Embers, follows the lives of rock band members as they find, and sometimes lose, the loves of their lives.
My first novel in the Ashes & Embers series, Storm, was published in September of 2014 and book 2, Vandal, was published in February 2015 with several more of this series planned throughout 2015.
Born and raised a Jersey girl, I now reside in beautiful New Hampshire with my husband and our multitude of furry pets and spend most of my time writing, reading, and vacuuming.
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Lukas (Ashes & Embers, #3)

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
4.5 stars
This is definitely my favorite book of the series. The men in this family are similar in some ways, but they are so very different. Storm is a confident manly guy, and his book is pretty contemporary. Vandal is the broken bad boy, and his book is BDSM-ish. Lukas is a total renaissance man with an old soul, and his book is complete romance (mostly, of course it has it’s drama bits).
Lukas is the baby of the family, on 24. Don’t let his age fool you. He’s absolutely ready to settle down. For so much of the storyline, Lukas just had me swooning. He is always ready with a romantic gesture and never afraid to tell how he feels.
Ivy is a 36 year old mother of two. Her husband recently left her for another woman after 20 years together so her life has pretty much been turned upside down. I identified with being a 30 something single mother of two. So when a ink & piercing covered younger guy who is an artist, business owner, violin player and great cook came after her hard, I fell for it.
Some of this story happened at the same time as what happened in the previous two books so the reader gets a better understanding of the whole family dynamic. Vandal’s situation hit me harder in this book than in his own. Also I now see a pattern of Asher being the man that kind of moves things along. He’s mysterious. Lukas seems to be the mature one under pressure. It’s really neat how they all fit together. This book did leave some questions about the future for some of the guys. I’m looking forward to more.

***copy given in exchange for an honest review***


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HIM by Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy Review + Interview

They don’t play for the same team. Or do they?

Jamie Canning has never been able to figure out how he lost his closest friend. Four years ago, his tattooed, wise-cracking, rule-breaking roommate cut him off without an explanation. So what if things got a little weird on the last night of hockey camp the summer they were eighteen? It was just a little drunken foolishness. Nobody died.

Ryan Wesley’s biggest regret is coaxing his very straight friend into a bet that pushed the boundaries of their relationship. Now, with their college teams set to face off at the national championship, he’ll finally get a chance to apologize. But all it takes is one look at his longtime crush, and the ache is stronger than ever.

Jamie has waited a long time for answers, but walks away with only more questions—can one night of sex ruin a friendship? If not, how about six more weeks of it? When Wesley turns up to coach alongside Jamie for one more hot summer at camp, Jamie has a few things to discover about his old friend…and a big one to learn about himself.

Warning: contains sexual situations, skinnydipping, shenanigans in an SUV and proof that coming out to your family on social media is a dicey proposition.


How did you two decide to collaborate on a book?
Sarina: We both write series about hockey players already, and I’ve always loved Elle’s books. So it was a really good day when Elle said to me, “I loved Understatement of the Year, and if you ever wanted to co-write an MM hockey novel, let me know.” 
And I said HECK YES! What I most admired about Elle’s Off Campus series was the warmth and humor, and I knew that if we wrote something together, it would have both of those things. Every minute of working on this book was a pleasure.
Elle: I was half-joking when I made the suggestion to team up, because with my schedule, it’s hard to squeeze in new projects. But after I threw it out there, Sarina emailed me and said, “I’m in! Let me know when you have time to plot something!” So we started brainstorming, and I kept thinking, “No! I can’t let my brain get distracted by all this m/m yumminess!” 
But it was too late. I was already obsessed with the story, and then we ended up writing the whole book in about 3 weeks. I love Sarina’s Ivy Years books, so I had a really good feeling about our styles meshing well. And they did. The whole project came together so perfectly!

Your book deals heavily in hockey.  Did you have to do sports research?  Were you already a huge fan?

Sarina: I’m a college hockey nut, and we go to games all season long. And Elle is Canadian. They’re, like, born with an understanding of the sport.
Elle: Football is actually my first love, but hockey is a close second. I don’t go to many hockey games (I can’t remember the last time I went to one!) but I watch enough of it on TV to know how the game works.

What is the biggest difference between this book and what you usually write?
Sarina: Well, there’s skinny-dipping in this one. My other novels have a lot in common with this one — the coming-of-age themes, the humor. Readers of The Ivy Years will feel at home reading Him.
Elle: I guess the biggest difference is that the main characters are two guys! Other than that, I think Him isn’t that different from my other books. Like Sarina said, the themes and humor are kind of the same.

In a shootout, which one of you would win?
Sarina: Well, damn. I guess we need to find out. Confession: I wear white figure skates. But I’m pretty agile on them. This could get interesting.
Elle: I have white figure skates too! But…I don’t know how to stop. Seriously, when I’m on skates, the only way I can stop skating is if I steer myself toward the boards and crash to a stop. And if I’m on a rink that doesn’t have boards? I’m screwed. So yeah, Sarina would win, hands down.

Sarina: Wait. Did you get a pair without brakes, Elle? *giggles*

Sarina Bowen writes steamy, angsty contemporary romance from Vermont’s Green Mountains. (Her ancestors began logging and farming Vermont during the 18th century. These were rugged, outdoor types without benefit of a laptop or a good latte. It boggles the mind.)
Sarina enjoys skiing, skating and good food. She lives in Windsor County, Vermont, with her family, eight chickens and too much ski gear and hockey equipment.

New York TimesUSA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a B.A. in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer, and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager.
Elle writes romantic suspense and erotic contemporary romance for various publishers. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!


My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Jamie and Ryan are total jocks full of testosterone, pranks and drive. They are both star hockey players who met at a summer camp for the best of the best as kids. They spent each summer together honing their skills and getting into trouble. Eventually, they crossed some lines beyond being just best friends which confused things. After meeting again a few years later, they’re both unsure of where they stand with the other.
I had so much fun reading this. The writing is very colorful and original. For someone who reads a lot, it often feel like I read the same phrases over and over so this was definitely welcomed. Also, I really dug all the sports talk. Both Jamie and Ryan are real guy-guys, ya know, horseplay, beer and ESPN types. HIM has mucho laughs and sexiness. It has themes of figuring out who you are and what you want out of life, and some about the nostalgic feeling of being a teen goofing off. Bottom line, it left me fulfilled and happy, and the pleasure was all mine. I hope this writing duo teams up again.

***copy given in exchange for an honest review***


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Fighting Shadows by Aly Martinez Blog Tour Review

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Flint’s highly anticipated emotional story is FINALLY here!

**Each book in the series can be read as a standalone**

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I come from a family of fighters. I always thought I’d follow in their shadows, becoming unstoppable in the ring. That changed the day I saved the life of a woman I loved, but could never have.
 My brother hailed me as a hero, and my reward was a wheelchair.
 Paralyzed, my life became an inescapable nightmare.
 Until I met her.
 Ash Mabie had a heart-stopping smile and a laugh that numbed the rage and resentment brewing inside of me. She showed me that even the darkest night still had stars, and it didn’t matter one bit that you had to lie in the weeds to see them.
 I was a jaded asshole who fell for a girl with a knack for running away. I couldn’t even walk but I would have spent a lifetime chasing her.
 Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.
Fighting the shadows of our past.
Fighting to reclaim my future.
Fighting for her.

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Flint and Ash
“Hey, Flint? What time is it?” Quarry asked.
Ash’s smile actually slipped completely. For the briefest of seconds, she appeared almost ashamed.
I dragged my eyes away from her in order to answer his question, but as I looked at my wrist, I had no answer at all.
“Here,” she said as she pulled my watch from her pocket.
What. The. Fuck?
Quarry howled with laughter, and Ash chewed on her bottom lip.
“Explain,” I demanded, wrapping my watch back around my wrist and shoving my wallet in the front pocket of my hoodie.
Quarry filled in the blank. “She’s a pickpocket, dude. You should have seen her when she fell on your lap. It was so fucking fast. She straight-up stole that shit from you, and you had no fucking clue.”
“I didn’t steal it! I was gonna give it back,” she amended uncomfortably. “It was just a joke.”
A joke.
A. Fucking. Joke.
   And just like that, I remembered why I didn’t laugh anymore.
“Was it funny? Stealing from the cripple? You get a good laugh out of that?” I snapped, spinning and rolling myself away. “You know, maybe my judgment of you wasn’t all that off to begin with. Like father, like daughter, I guess.” It was a low blow, but I felt completely betrayed by a woman I didn’t even know.
“Flint, wait. I wasn’t picking on the cripple!”
I fully realized that I had just used the term, but it enraged me that she’d had the audacity to repeat it back to me. Who the hell was this chick? I pushed a hand into my pocket, searching for my keys. Fuck the food. I’d leave her ass there. Hell, Quarry too if he didn’t get his ass to the car.
“Get in the car, Q!” I yelled, only to close my eyes and drop my chin to my chest when my hand never made contact on the keys. “Son of a bitch,” I said as I spun back around.
Quarry was laughing next to her, but Ash’s cheeks were bright red.
“Keys.” I snapped my fingers and opened my hand, palm up.
“Stop being a dick,” Quarry said, casually tossing an arm around Ash’s shoulders.
She didn’t budge as she held my glare.
“Keys,” I repeated, but she remained still.
“It was a joke.” Her chin began to quiver.
For fuck’s sake, I wasn’t in any kind of mood to deal with bullshit from some girl I didn’t even know and was quickly discovering I didn’t care to know, either.
Quarry’s eyes grew wide as she turned to him and buried her cries in his chest.
What the fuck, asshole! Q signed before rubbing his hands over her back.
Her shoulders shook as she let out a loud sob that shocked us both.
“Come on. Let’s sit down.” Q tried to guide her over to an empty table.
Ash refused to look up and tripped over one of the chairs.
“Shit,” Q said, catching her around the waist.
I was just about to roll my eyes when she glanced my way. He was still trying to get her back on her feet and over to a table when her tear-free, bright-blue eyes pointedly glanced in my direction. My head snapped back in surprise, but a smile grew on her face.
Ash was about to put on a show, and with that one look, she had invited me to have a front-row seat.
As she floundered all over Quarry, her hands slid between his pockets and her own. Every noise she made and each time she flailed covered up a jarring movement. She was keeping his mind too busy for it to process all the places she was touching him. Hell, I was only watching her and I could barely keep up.
There was no denying that it was entertaining, but I wasn’t willing to show her that. However, as she accidentally lifted her knee, catching Q in the balls, a laugh erupted from my throat. He cupped his crotch while she apologized profusely and pushed him toward the same chair he’d been dragging her to only seconds before. Just before he sat, Ash swung her arm out, unwinding Q’s belt from around his body before tossing it at me.
“Oh God. I’m so sorry!” she said as Quarry held a finger up to ask for a second to recover. She didn’t wait at all though. Instead, she walked over in my direction; her prideful smile grew with every step.
She pulled my keys out of her pocket and dropped them into my lap. They were quickly followed by Quarry’s phone, wallet, and house keys. Then she snagged his belt off the floor and tossed it over her shoulder.
“It had absolutely nothing to do with you being in a wheelchair. It was a joke and it wasn’t supposed to piss you off.”
“Hey!” Quarry yelled. “That was messed up. You did not have to knee me in the balls to prove a point to him.”
“Oh, that wasn’t to prove a point. That was for bullshitting me. You knew good and damn well that he wouldn’t find it funny,” she said without ever tearing her gaze from mine. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t have a lot of friends. And I’ve mentally noted that pickpocketing might not be the best way to make new ones.” She shrugged. “Consider it a lesson learned.”
“Three burgers all the way, onion rings, and a shake?” the guy at the counter called out.
Ash arched an eyebrow. “You want it to go, or are we good?”
I didn’t have to drop my attitude. Sure, she’d apologized, but while I might have had a short fuse, I also had a hell of a long burn. However, as she stood in front of me with her arms crossed over her chest and her blue eyes pleading for forgiveness, it magically fell away.
I swallowed hard. “No. We’re good.”
“You sure?” She leaned in, eyeing me warily, but her smile began to grow.
I swear to God it pulled at my lips as well. I fought it. But the harder I tried to keep it restrained, the bigger Ash’s grew. She was stealing my smile. The chick was good! Finally, with an eye roll, I let out a quiet chuckle, which seemed to appease her.

“Good. Now, help your brother get redressed and I’ll make the fancy sauce.” She waggled her eyebrows.

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Haven’t read this series yet?  Meet Flint, Quarry, Till & Eliza in 
Fighting Silence

About the Author:

Aly Martinez
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Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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Fighting Shadows (On the Ropes, #2)

My rating: 5 of 5 stars
The On the Ropes series centers around the gym where the Page brothers fight. I honestly don’t know if I could choose which brother I love the most. Each of the three has has so much to offer. Flint was always the book smart one. He’s also the one that shielded his brother’s wife from a bullet with his own body which put him in a wheelchair. The Page boys had terrible parents so when Till and Eliza became heads of their makeshift family, Flint had his first look at a decent woman. He fell for her hard. Now not only is he unable to walk, but he also has to see the happy couple in love.
Ash has had a very tough go at life also, but where the boys had each other, she’s only had herself. Amazingly, she’s managed to turn into one of the kindest, silliest sweethearts ever. She’s so upbeat no matter what life throws her way, exactly what Flint needs in his life.
Fighting Shadows is full of great characters who have had major issues in their lives so it’s easy to fall for the entire cast. You just wish you could be a part of the gang. Often in stories, I am crazy about the male lead but not so fond of the female lead. Definitely not the case here. I found no faults with anything. Also, I adore how this series has handicapped, strong, pure-hearted men.
For me, it was perfect, major feels, and I cannot wait for Quarry’s book.

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INSIDER by Olivia Cunning Blog Tour Review

Title: Insider (Exodus End #1)
Author: Olivia Cunning
Release Date: June 30, 2015
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Toni wants to be an insider.
Logan just wants inside her.
She’s finally ready to rock…
Toni Nichols set aside her dreams to raise her little sister, but now she’s reaching for the stars as the creator of a revolutionary interactive biography about Exodus End. She’s on tour with the rock band to immerse herself in their world, but how will she ever gain the trust of four veteran superstars who’ve been burned by the media before? Nobody said this was going to be easy. Then again, good things can come in hard packages.
He’s always ready to roll…
Adrenaline junkie Logan Schmidt lives for the rush of playing his bass guitar before thousands of screaming fans. When he’s not performing onstage or in the bedroom, he’s looking for his next thrill in extreme sports. So why does a sweet, innocent journalist get his heart pumping and capture his full attention? Is Toni the real deal or just digging up dirt on his band? Logan’s eager to rock Toni’s world and roll her in the sack, but when she starts to get too close to his heart, she takes her insider look to a place he may never be willing to go.
“Have a seat, Toni,” Dare offered. He stood and took a gym bag from her hand. He set it on the floor next to the spot he’d vacated, making it clear that Toni should sit next to Logan on the sofa. Logan loved the guy. Such a thoughtful son of a bitch. Toni’s dark eyes, hidden behind a pair of thick-rimmed glasses, scanned the interior of the bus as if searching for refuge. Apparently the seat next to Logan was not it. Dare plopped himself down in the only available recliner and extended the leg rest, as if he had no intention of moving for the night.
“Th-thanks,” Toni said, pushing her glasses up her nose with one trembling hand.
Logan wasn’t sure what she was so nervous about all of a sudden. She’d seemed perfectly at ease when they’d been interacting with their fans. Perhaps she’d taken his comment about a lamb in a den of wolves to heart. He’d only been teasing, but he found her skittishness endearing in a world where most women threw all inhibitions to the wind when in the presence of any member of his band, much less all four of them.
The bus rumbled as it rolled forward. They were on the road again. Toni’s hands flew out as the unexpected movement threw her off balance.
She plopped down beside Logan, perching on the edge of a cushion as if the sofa’s back was made of shards of glass. Logan was pretty sure she was looking for the emergency exit. Her gaze settled on Butch, who was standing next to their driver and running over a strict schedule detailing how to get them to their next show in time while making a promotional stop between venues. Their schedule never had an inch of give. Their manager, Sam, was a genius when it came to getting the band the most exposure, but he had the tendency to believe that because they were a metal band, they were made of iron. They didn’t require useless things like down time and rest.
“So tell us more about this book,” Dare said, which was apparently the exact right thing to say to Toni, because her unease evaporated instantly.
“Have you seen the new interactive electronic textbooks?” she asked, her eager gaze moving from Dare to Max to Steve.
Logan was very conscious of the fact that she didn’t look at him once. He’d thought their attraction was mutual, but maybe not. He scooted several inches closer to her because he saw something he wanted and wasn’t one to sacrifice his personal needs for the greater good.
“Textbooks?” Steve asked. “Like for school and shit?”
“Yeah, that’s usually where textbooks are used,” she said, a teasing grin on her lush lips. When no one laughed, her face fell. Logan forced a guffaw about five seconds too late. That got his bandmates laughing. Not at Toni’s understated joke. They were laughing at his blatant stupidity. Nothing new there.
“I can’t say I’ve even seen a textbook since high school,” Steve said.
“These new interactive ones are amazing. Each topic has videos and pictures and links. It presents the information in a way that gets students who are used to constant entertainment excited about learning.”
“So you’re writing a textbook about us?” Dare asked, brows drawn together in a confused scowl.
“What kind of textbook would that be? A manual on mayhem and debauchery?” Toni cringed when no one laughed at that joke either.
Logan guffawed five seconds too late again. He was going to have to pay really close attention to what she said to figure out when she was joking. He didn’t think she lacked a sense of humor, she just looked serious. She’d definitely fit in better at a library than at standup-comedy night.
“The publishing company I work for designs and distributes these interactive textbooks,” she said. “Samuel Baily approached us to make an interactive book about the band, the first of its kind. He’s very forward thinking.”
That got the band laughing. “You might say that,” Max said. “Sometimes he’s a bit too forward thinking. He’s got every minute of our schedules booked for the next eighteen years. He thinks we’re robots or something.”
Toni’s eyes bulged. “Eighteen years?” she muttered under her breath.
Surely she knew Max was joking, so why did she look so unsettled? Wondering if he could make her blush again, Logan scooted a few more inches closer to her. His knee brushed her thigh, and she yanked on her skirt. Other than her hands and face, not an inch of bare flesh was showing. He wasn’t sure exactly what she was trying to conceal. Maybe she wasn’t open to his attempts to seduce her. Which made her a challenge. Which, like her tits, he couldn’t resist. Or maybe she had a nice boyfriend at home. His loss.
“Speaking of robots,” Steve said. “How are the prototypes of our androids coming?”
“Good until they tried to replicate my dick and ran out of materials,” Logan said.
Toni’s sudden intake of breath made him grin. That shocked her? Seriously? Too easy.
“If they ran out of materials, it had to be due to Max’s giant forehead,” Steve said.
“Or your enormous feet,” Max countered.
Toni grabbed a pad of paper out of her bag and started writing furiously. Logan leaned against her shoulder to read what had her so excited. She was writing down their conversation. In the margin, she wrote: Keep video camera close at hand when all band members are together. They’re hilarious.
He was close enough to feel her body heat and inhale the sweet fragrance of her fruity shampoo. He wondered if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.
“For the record,” Logan said in her ear as he pointed toward her notes, “I was the one with the big dick.”
Toni leaped from the sofa as if it were on fire. Her gaze darted from one guy to the next, and she pushed her glasses up her nose with the back of her wrist. God, he wanted to take those glasses off, take those clothes off, and do things to her. Naughty, devious, delicious things.
“Um . . .”
The twin bumps poking against her shapeless turtleneck drew Logan’s attention.
Hard nipples? Did his crassness turn her on? That was all the encouragement he needed to behave inappropriately. Visible nipples also meant that her bra was not padded. There was so much win in that, he should have her name engraved on a trophy.
“What’s wrong?” Logan asked. “I won’t bite. But I will nibble. And suck. And lick.”
She stared at him with her mouth agape and her eyes wide. Her nipples strained against her sweater, begging him to do all those things and more to the tips of those luscious melons.
She glanced down at her tits and immediately crossed her arms over her chest. “Is, um, there a bathroom I can use?”
“At the back of the bus,” Dare said, nodding his head toward the end of the corridor.
“Don’t take a dump in there,” Steve said. “We stop at rest areas to do that business.”
Face flaming, she sucked in a deep breath, turned, and sprinted to the back of the bus. She fumbled with the closet door and when it popped open, a stack of towels that had shifted during transit tumbled out and pummeled her in the face.
Logan climbed to his feet to rescue her. He decided to take it easy on her for the moment. He wouldn’t want to traumatize her so much she decided to leave. They both bent to pick up the same towel at the same time and bumped heads. They jerked apart and rubbed their heads in unison. Toni looked up at him, her brown, doe-like eyes watery with tears. He wasn’t sure if they were tears of pain or humiliation, but seeing them in her eyes did strange things to his chest. He wasn’t sure why it was suddenly tight.
“It’s okay,” he said, deciding that though it was fun to tease her, he’d better tone it down a bit. She obviously wasn’t used to it, and he didn’t want to harass a woman who wasn’t receptive to provocative flirting. He hadn’t intended to upset her, just wanted to have a little fun and get under that conservative skirt of hers. “I’ll get the towels, Toni. You go ahead and do your business.” He opened the bathroom door for her.
She lowered her hand from her forehead to reveal a large reddened bump.
Logan winced and leaned forward to press his lips to the lump. She sucked a startled breath into her chest. Shit. There he went crossing the line again.
“Sorry,” he murmured. “I always kiss boo-boos.”
“I have a pimple on my ass that needs kissing,” Steve called.
Logan closed his eyes and shook his head. “One of the things you should consider stressing in your book is how little fucking privacy a man has while on tour with his band.”
“I can include that,” she said, “but I think fans are more interested in the size of your dick.” She backed into the bathroom. “I know I am.” She bit her lip before closing the door in his face.
Combining her love for romantic fiction and rock ‘n roll, USA Today Best-Selling Author Olivia Cunning writes erotic romance centered around rock musicians.

Raised on hard rock music from the cradle, she attended her first Styx concert at age six and fell instantly in love with live music. She’s been known to travel over a thousand miles just to see a favorite band in concert. As a teen, she discovered her second love, romantic fiction — first, voraciously reading steamy romance novels and then penning her own. 

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Insider (Exodus End, #1)

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Insider is about an introverted young woman stepping out of her comfort zone for once to interview Exodus End for her job. She never expects to find the band so welcoming. Logan, the other main character, never pictured himself as the type to fall for a girl. A relationship doesn’t really fit into his free and adventurous lifestyle. Toni’s sincerity soon wins everyone over.
Despite Toni’s inexperience, I liked the fact that this book didn’t drag out them getting to know each other. Much of the story is information. Toni is learning as she goes about the band members, what all is involved in a tour and why sex is such a big deal so the reader takes lessons with her.
There is a huge betrayal from someone in the storyline. Even though the book is over, I’m still not over that. The quickness with which it was handled did not satisfy me.
I liked Toni and Logan. They’re both genuinely good people. The best part of the novel to me is all of the band members interacting. Also Exodus End is often with other bands so it’s great getting pieces of everyone. Fans of the author’s other books which include some of these characters are sure to love it. Each band mate is unique in attitude, history and actions. Ground work is laid for all of their individual novels, and I can’t wait to read them.

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Ride Steady by Kristen Ashley Review

Ride Steady (Chaos #3)

release date June 30, 2015
The ride of her life . . .
Once upon a time, Carissa Teodoro believed in happy endings. Money, marriage, motherhood: everything came easy—until she woke up to the ugly truth about her Prince Charming. Now a struggling, single mom and stranded by a flat tire, Carissa’s pondering her mistakes when a vaguely familiar knight rides to her rescue on a ton of horsepower.
Climb on and hold tight . . .
In high school, Carson Steele was a bad boy loner who put Carissa on a pedestal where she stayed far beyond his reach. Today, he’s the hard-bodied biker known only as Joker, and from the way Carissa’s acting, it’s clear she’s falling fast. While catching her is irresistible, knowing what to do with her is a different story. A good girl like Carissa is the least likely fit with the Chaos Motorcycle Club. Too bad holding back is so damned hard. Now, as Joker’s secrets are revealed and an outside threat endangers the club, Joker must decide whether to ride steady with Carissa—or ride away forever . . .

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Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA. She nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorise and she hadn’t taken her first breath!).  

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana but has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multi-generational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland and existed amongst the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).
Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up. 
And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better.

Ride Steady (Chaos, #3)

My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Carson/Joker and Carissa are a little different from some of my favorite KA’s leads. He isn’t a super huge alpha, and she isn’t in denial over being claimed by him. He’s really sweet. (Not to be confused with wimpy since he is an underground fighting champion, but he’s more patient and less bossy.) She’s willing to go after what she wants (read as, she pursues him).
As a child, Carson was abandoned by his mother and abused by his father. He dreams of working in car design and Carissa. Some around him see his potential for greatest, but he mostly sees himself as a looser. He moves on to a be a member of Chaos and does well working in their custom garage.
Although her parents loved her, Carissa didn’t have the perfect home life and background either. It’s been filled with hardships and deaths. She was one of the in/popular crowd in school, but now she finds herself divorced with a baby and barely scraping by.
When these two meet again years later, there’s no denying the spark between them is still there. Both have many issues, yet so much to give. Parts of their lives were emotional for me. It may be because I am a single mother, but I shed a few tears while reading. Carissa’s ex comes from a mega rich and powerful family so he calls most of the shots with their son. I felt so sad for her. Carson is exceptional with her baby which melted me into a pile of I-love-Carson-mush. It gave me heart pains and made me fall deeply for him.
Awesomely, a lot of KA’s characters from other books make appearances. Such a total treat! Also, the war that has been brewing with Valenzuela continues. Chaos is growing and changing. Major story is packed into this book. It has several aspects including strength, redemption and family. I loved the entire novel, and I cannot wait for the next installment.

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