{New Release} Blurred Lines – Lauren Layne


SYNOPSIS: When Parker Blanton meets Ben Olsen during her freshman year of college, the connection is immediate—and platonic. Six years later, they’re still best friends, sharing an apartment in Portland’s trendy Northwest District as they happily settle into adult life. But when Parker’s boyfriend dumps her out of the blue, she starts to wonder about Ben’s no-strings-attached approach to dating. The trouble is, even with Ben as her wingman, Parker can’t seem to get the hang of casual sex—until she tries it with him.

The arrangement works perfectly . . . at first. The sex is mind-blowing, and their friendship remains as solid as ever, without any of the usual messy romantic entanglements. But when Parker’s ex decides he wants her back, Ben is shocked by a fierce stab of possessiveness. And when Ben starts seeing a girl from work, Parker finds herself plagued by unfamiliar jealousy. With their friendship on the rocks for the first time, Parker and Ben face an alarming truth: Maybe they can’t go back. And maybe, deep down, they never want to.




AUTHOR INFO: Lauren Layne is the USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance.

Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren’s gone on to publish ten books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with several more on the way in 2015.

Lauren currently lives in Chicago with her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll find her at happy hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally curly hair.


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{Promotion} The Imposter (The Bishop’s Family Book #1) – Suzanne Woods Fisher


Summary: Katrina Stoltzfus thought she had life and love all figured out: she was going to marry John and live happily ever after. Those plans started to crumble when her father moved the family to Stoney Ridge, then completely collapsed when John decided to marry someone else. Katrina is devastated. How could she have felt so loved, yet been so deceived?

As she struggles to face a future without him, a widow asks for her help to start a new business and Katrina quickly agrees. She needs time to heal her broken heart, to untangle her messy life, to find a purpose. What she doesn’t need is attention from Andy Miller, a farm hand who arrives at the widow’s farm just when help is most needed–and who always seems to say the right thing, and be in the right place, at the right time. Is Andy for real, or too good to be true? Deceived once before, Katrina is determined to keep her feelings in check.

When a cascade of events is set in motion by some surprising information, the little Amish church is turned upside down. Soon, everyone has a stake in the outcome, and the community struggles to find the best response to an imposter in their midst. Can they forgive even the most deceitful deeds?

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Her interest in the Amish began with her grandfather, who was raised Plain. A theme in her books (her life!) is that you don’t have to “go Amish” to incorporate the principles of simple living.

Suzanne lives in California with her family and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To her way of thinking, you just can’t life too seriously when a puppy is tearing through your house with someone’s underwear in its mouth.


{Cover Reveal} America’s First Daughter – Stephanie Dray & Laura Kamoie

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Releasing March 1st, 2016
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In a compelling, richly researched novel that draws from thousands of letters and original sources, bestselling authors Stephanie Dray and Laura Kamoie tell the fascinating, untold story of Thomas Jefferson’s eldest daughter, Martha “Patsy” Jefferson Randolph—a woman who kept the secrets of our most enigmatic founding father and shaped an American legacy.

From her earliest days, Martha “Patsy” Jefferson knows that though her father loves his family dearly, his devotion to his country runs deeper still. As Thomas Jefferson’s oldest daughter, she becomes his helpmate in the wake of her mother’s death, traveling with him when he
becomes American minister to France. And it is in Paris, at the glittering court and among the first tumultuous days of revolution, that she learns of her father’s liaison with Sally Hemings, a slave girl her own age.

Patsy too has fallen in love—with her father’s protégé, William Short, a staunch abolitionist intent on a career in Europe. Heartbroken at having to decide between being William’s wife or a devoted daughter, she returns to Virginia with her father and marries a man of his
choosing, raising eleven children of her own.

Yet as family secrets come to light during her father’s presidency, Patsy must again decide how much she will sacrifice to protect his reputation, in the process defining not just Jefferson’s political legacy, but that of the nation he founded.

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Laura Kamoie has always been fascinated by the people, stories, and physical presence of the past, which led her to a lifetime of historical and archaeological study and training. She holds a doctoral degree in early American history from The College of William and Mary, published two non-fiction books on early America, and most recently held the position of Associate Professor of History at the U.S. Naval Academy before transitioning to a full-time career writing genre fiction as the New York Times bestselling author of over twenty books, Laura Kaye. Her debut historical novel, America’s First Daughter, co-authored with Stephanie Dray, allowed her the exciting opportunity to combine her love of history with her passion for storytelling. Laura lives among the colonial charm of Annapolis, Maryland with her husband and two daughters..

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STEPHANIE DRAY is a bestselling and award-nominated author of historical women’s fiction. Her series about Cleopatra’s daughter has been translated into six different languages, was nominated for a RITA Award and won the Golden Leaf. As STEPHANIE DRAVEN, she is a national bestselling author of paranormal romance, contemporary romance, and American-set historical women’s fiction. She is a frequent panelist and presenter at national writing conventions and lives near the nation’s capital. Before she became a novelist, she was a lawyer, a game designer, and a teacher. Now she uses the stories of women in history to inspire the young women of today.

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{Book Blast} Igniting Ash – M.A. Stacie

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terrible start in life, Asher Harris picks himself up and manages to carve out a fairly decent future. Content with living alone in his bookshop, he shies away from relationships and keeps trust to a minimum.

Emma Carnes hasn’t seen Asher in years, though she’s never forgotten him. Their one interaction as teenagers became pivotal to them both. It gave her a career.

It saved his life.

Emma saw things about Asher that nobody else did. When she urged him to escape a perilous situation, it turned her toward her purpose in life…and saved Asher. Intrigued by the strong man he’s become, she gently persuades him to open up, but finds his emotional walls hard to climb. She also hopes for his help with a troubled teen, Gabe Dearing, who reminds her very much of Asher himself.

Their relationship and ties to Gabe threaten to reveal things someone wants to keep hidden…

Someone is watching Emma, trying to figure out what she knows, and she soon senses something isn’t right. When the bookshop is vandalized and Gabe disappears, only to return bloody, broken, and refusing to say what happened, Asher and Emma search for the truth as their passion intensifies.

The danger mounts, and Emma and Ash struggle to keep what they’ve fought so hard to gain.

But can he save Emma as she saved him so long ago?

Or will a dark and violent history repeat itself and destroy them all?


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M. A. Stacie is never without a book or her eReader. A voracious reader, with a love of sexy, yet angst ridden novels, she loves getting lost in new worlds. Her need to write did not grip her until after her second son was born, when her previous rambles became full-fledged stories.

She describes herself as one huge contradiction, and though not the most conventional of hobbies, she counts getting new tattoos as one of hers. Along with running, knitting, and listening to loud music. However, she is yet to work out how to do them all at the same time.

M. A. Stacie lives in the UK with her husband and three sons.

{Cover Reveal} My One Regret – Krissy V

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Title:  My One Regret
Author: Krissy V
Cover Reveal: August 4
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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My One Regret!

Do you believe in soul mates?

Like really believe in soul mates?

They say a soul mate is someone who has the key to unlock your heart… Make you feel safe enough to live as your truest self…

The other half of you…

So, when you meet “the one” take my advice and keep hold of him.

I didn’t do that and now,  I regret it every day of my life!

Jordan came into my life and I instantly felt a connection to him. Slowly, I opened my heart to him.

But was I really ready to let my life be turned it upside down, inside and out on life’s journey of love?

Jordan believes that I am his soul mate … but I left his heart shattered when we both made the decision to follow what we believe are our destinies.

After all… True soul mates will always find each other … Right?  That is why let he me go the first time.

If you love something, let it go… If it comes back to you, it’s yours forever… If it doesn’t, then it was never meant to be…   – Unknown

Sometimes though, if you’re not quick enough, fate will step in and intervene, however traumatic the outcome may be…

Follow Cassie on her emotional journey along with all the twists and turns of fate and destiny!

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I turn and see HIM, I realise he is the one watching me. I don’t know why I don’t feel creeped out, but I don’t. I put a towel around me and find myself walking towards him. I need to know who he is.

The closer I get to him the more of him I can see. He is in his swim shorts and no top. His body is so beautiful. All I can do is look into his eyes, they are the most beautiful blue colour. They are turquoise and are like pools that are drawing me in.

“Hi” I say, trying not to blush “I’m …”

“Cassie” he says. “I know who you are, I was hoping to bump into you tonight. I’m Jordan,” he says with the biggest and brightest grin I’ve ever seen.

“Hi Jordan. Why were you hoping to bump into me?” I stupidly say to him. He’s making me lose control of myself. I feel really nervous and look down at the floor.

“Erm I wanted to get to know you. I feel like I’m drawn to you for some reason. I know that sounds stupid, but everywhere I look I can only see you.” He puts his finger under my chin and makes me look into his eyes. “Even when I have my eyes closed, all I can see is you. Sorry if that sounds a bit stalkerish.” He laughs, but I can see that he’s embarrassed about showing me his feelings.

I laugh with him because I really don’t know what to say. I have to try and say something though because he is looking at me with those mesmerising eyes. “Yeah it does sound a bit stalkerish,” I laugh. “But I’m flattered and yes, I have seen you around at school and I did wonder who you were too. So we are both a bit stalkerish.” We both start laughing.

“I’m going to go and dry off and get some more clothes on. Then maybe we can grab a drink,” I say really quickly so Jordan doesn’t see I’m waffling on a bit. He is making me nervous but I don’t want to stop talking to him. I turn and walk back into the house, towards the stairs to go upstairs to the bedroom to find my dress. I can feel him following me and I smile to myself. I am a little bit nervous though that I am in the house with him and my friends are outside, but he makes me feel safe.

“That’s sounds great, although I don’t mind if you don’t put anymore clothes on” he says grinning at me. He is following closely behind me, I was right.

>“No, seriously I would feel better if I had more clothes on.” I laugh as I’m heading up the stairs.

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{New Release} The Cradle Maker – Sandra Sookoo


Dalton Comstock is a talented craftsman. He creates cradles for infants belonging to powerful members of the ton. It strokes his ego that his work is accepted in households where he is not due to his horribly scarred face and the fact he labors by choice, but when he meets a pretty servant, passion fights for dominance with his carving skill.

Leah Beckett is a maid in the Duke of Ainesworth’s household. She’s been tasked with keeping the cradle maker happy while he toils, yet once she meets the disfigured man, she falls for his charm. Her widowed state has left her longing for a man’s touch and her empty arms make her wish for a babe to fill them. Watching him at his craft is bittersweet.

As the cradle takes shape, desire and need burn hot between Dalton and Leah, but their time is limited. Once the commission is over, so will their association end unless they admit their fears and fight for love.

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AUTHOR INFO: Sandra Sookoo is a bestselling author who firmly believes every person deserves acceptance and a happy ending. Most days you can find her creating scandal and mischief in the Regency-era, serendipity and happenstance in Victorian America or snarky humor in the contemporary world. Reading romance is a lot like eating fine chocolates–you can’t just have one. Good thing books don’t have calories!

When she’s not wearing out computer keyboards, Sandra spends time with her real life Prince Charming in central Indiana where she’s been known to goof off and make moments count because the key to life is laughter. A Disney fan since the age of ten, when her soul gets bogged down and her imagination flags, a trip to Walt Disney World is in order. Nothing fuels her dreams more than the land of eternal happy endings, hope and love stories.



{Sale} The Bridal Contract (Darrington Family Book 3) – Sandra Sookoo


When a bridal contract is struck, either parental outrage will void the arrangement or the love of a child will sweeten the deal.

Oliver Darrington–Viscount Tralsburg–wants nothing more than to hide out at the family property in Brighton until he can secure a sea-worthy ship and return to adventuring the world. However, being handed his former mistress’ child isn’t part of that plan. Neither is the sudden longing for his pretty Italian neighbor.

Eloisa Hawthorne is in dire straits. Her older brother has gambled away her sister’s hand to a horrible man. In order to save her sister’s virtue and her future, Eloisa needs a fast fortune–or someone who can immediately cover the debt. When her handsome neighbor offers a temporary engagement contract, she accepts with alacrity. Too bad she fell in love with his dark-haired offspring. How scandalous!

When the two attend his mother’s London dinner party, Oliver wishes the union wasn’t merely a lark. Eloisa fears for the adorable child’s upbringing in heathen locales, but what can she do? The contract is only for a month, and love was never an option. Something must be done to throw over convention before the moment is lost and matters of the heart are sacrificed.


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AUTHOR INFO: Sandra Sookoo is a bestselling author who firmly believes every person deserves acceptance and a happy ending. Most days you can find her creating scandal and mischief in the Regency-era, serendipity and happenstance in Victorian America or snarky humor in the contemporary world. Reading romance is a lot like eating fine chocolates–you can’t just have one. Good thing books don’t have calories!

When she’s not wearing out computer keyboards, Sandra spends time with her real life Prince Charming in central Indiana where she’s been known to goof off and make moments count because the key to life is laughter. A Disney fan since the age of ten, when her soul gets bogged down and her imagination flags, a trip to Walt Disney World is in order. Nothing fuels her dreams more than the land of eternal happy endings, hope and love stories.


{Review} The Think Pink Line {Jane Taylor #1} – Lauren Baratz-Longsted


Blurb: Jane Taylor is pregnant. Only, not in the conventional sense. It all began when Jane missed her period. Whether it was the clouds in the sky or a major case of pregnancy envy (this year’s concern), Jane doesn’t know. She only knows that she told her best male friend, and began to believe it. Until she got her period and realized she never was. Pregnant.

But that brief glimpse into the other world — the world of smiling faces and courteous men — was just too beautiful not to be a part of . . .and so Jane told a little white lie to her live-in boyfriend, and crossed the line. With the help of a pink Magic Marker she closed the gap that separated her from the positively perfect pregos.

Enter Jane’s world, one of deception and success, Mr. Wrong and Mr. Right, Nutrition Police and tilted uteruses, baby showers and celebrity obstetricians. As Jane spins closer to her due date, she’s got a lot of soul-searching to do — not to mention an appointment with reality . . .

Review: ** spoiler alert **

I have only DNF’ed two books in my life; one is documented here, the other is documented in my head as the author is super famous and beloved by millions.

This came close to being my third DNF, but I endeavor to finish what I start these days, so I kept reading.

The author is talented and knows how to spin a tale. She even knows how to keep you guessing and stay reading even when you don’t want to.

It’s her main character, Jane Taylor, that is the problem. She is self-absorbed, a narcissist, and a pathological liar. The only thing I can commend her on is the fact that for nine months she managed to fool just about every person she knew into believing that she was pregnant! Only her best friend and his husband {whom she had a not-so-rosy relationship with} knew that she was pulling one over on everyone. Oh, sorry, the supposed father knew as well, but I won’t give away how he found out.

I felt sorry for Jane in a way because she truly believed that no one cared about her except for David. She had a very rocky relationship with her mother and sister {to whom she was absolutely BRUTAL to}, most of the people at work didn’t care for her…she was just so unlikable for the reasons stated above.

Anyone who would choose a fake pregnancy over the first person she supposedly had fallen in love with, who wanted to marry her, is insane. Honestly, I had to stop reading at that point for a bit to cool down as I just could not believe she chose her web of lies over true love.

The author likes using words you’ve never heard of; meaning, you’re going to need a dictionary, Wikipedia, and a thesaurus in order to figure out what she was trying to say. The second thing that I detested was how Jane would go back and forth between saying baby and fetus. That was incredibly annoying. Pick a term and stick with it!

Rating: 2 stars

Even though this book was challenging to read, I downloaded the follow-up book to see if Jane Taylor gets what’s coming to her when she has to tell everyone the truth as her “pregnancy” has run the course.

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Lauren grew up in Monroe, CT, where her father owned a drugstore at which her mother was the pharmacist. She is a graduate of the University of Connecticut at Storrs, where she majored in psychology. She also has what she calls her “half-Masters” in English from Western Connecticut State University (five courses down, another five to go…someday!).

Throughout college, she worked semester breaks as a doughnut salesperson, a job that she swears gave her white lung disease from all the powdered sugar she breathed.

Upon graduation, she began work at the venerable independent space bookseller, now sadly defunct as such, Klein’s of Westport. There, she bought and sold for the better part of 11 years.

In November 1994, Lauren left the bookstore to finally take a chance on herself as a writer. Success did not happen over night. Between 1994 and May 2002 – when Red Dress Ink called with an offer to buy THE THIN PINK LINE – Lauren worked as a book reviewer, a freelance editor and writer, and a window washer, making her arguably the only woman in the world who has ever both hosted a book signing party and washed the windows of the late best-selling novelist Robert Ludlum.

Since Red Dress Ink’s call in 2002, Lauren has been kept very busy with writing more novels and checking her Amazon ranking on a daily basis. She still lives in Danbury, with her husband and daughter, where she has lived since 1991.

In addition to writing, Lauren’s daughter keeps her busy, accounting for the rest of her time.

Lauren’s favorite color is green.

Lauren’s favorite non-cat animals are penguins.

Lauren wants you to know that, however you are pronouncing her last name, you are probably pronouncing it wrong.


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{New Release} Killer (Episode 1) – Olivia Howe

Title: Killer
Author: Olivia Howe
Series Name: The Killer Novella Series
Series Number: Episode 1
Release Date: July 29th, 2015
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Valentino County Detective Gwendolyn Anderson tries to solve the biggest case of her Career. Serial Killer AKA The Doctor is on the loose, killing innocent women, leaving them dead with a smile painted on their face.

Some trademark he has.

Detective Anderson is determined to do everything in her power to solve The Doc case before the FBI takes it under their wing. She has only six months to solve the murders of over twenty women from this serial killer, in the process of solving other cases that come through Hillside Police Department.
Can she take down the biggest serial killer in Valentino County without ruining her career in the process?

Little does she know, Doc is right in front of her face.


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Olivia Howe resides in a small town located in Maine. Born in 1994, makes her a very young bestselling author. She was originally born in Florida, but she considers herself a Mainer. In her spare time she loves to write, listen to rock music, and spend time with her family. She’s big on supporting authors and their books. She owns a book blog called Beautifully Broken Book Blog.

She’s known for the Amazon Bestselling Series called The Dark Love Series (the second book, Seeing Red, is currently free on Amazon!) and Pretty Bird. She has many more books in the works and some being published soon; including: The Prisoner’s Wife, and book three in The Dark Love Series called Trying To Remember.
Olivia’s a huge Golden State Warriors, Patriots, and Red Sox fan. She’s a TV show fanatic. Her favorites include: The Walking Dead, Vikings, Grey’s Anatomy, The O.C., Orphan Black, Breaking Bad, Friday Night Lights, Homeland, Chicago Fire, and many more. Rock music is her life. Her favorites include: Led Zeppelin, Nirvana, Tesla, The Cure, Godsmack, Audioslave, Motley Crue, The Honorary Title, Candlebox, Evanescence, Lynyrd Sknyrd, and many more.

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{New Release + Giveaway} Frisk Me – Lauren Layne


SYNOPSIS: Officer Luc Moretti had no idea that his dive into the East River would have him drowning in a media frenzy. No matter how many times he tells reporters he was just doing his job, they’re determined to make him into NYC’s newest hero. Coming from a long line of NYPD’s finest, Luc knows that being a cop has nothing to do with headlines and viral videos, and he’s more than ready to get back to life away from the cameras—until he meets the gorgeous but jaded journalist assigned to film a TV special on him.

Ava Sims may be the only woman in NYC who isn’t in love with Officer Moretti. That’s why she’s going after the real story—to find out about the man behind the badge. Ava’s determined to keep things strictly professional, but the more time she spends around Luc, even she has to admit there’s something about a man in uniform . . . and she can’t wait to get him out of his.


AUTHOR INFO: Lauren Layne is the USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance.

Prior to becoming an author, Lauren worked in e-commerce and web-marketing. In 2011, she and her husband moved from Seattle to New York City, where Lauren decided to pursue a full-time writing career. It took six months to get her first book deal (despite ardent assurances to her husband that it would only take three). Since then, Lauren’s gone on to publish ten books, including the bestselling Stiletto series, with several more on the way in 2015.

Lauren currently lives in Chicago with her husband and spoiled Pomeranian. When not writing, you’ll find her at happy hour, running at a doggedly slow pace, or trying to straighten her naturally curly hair.


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{New Release} A Tempting Ruin – Kristin Vayden

Title: A Tempting Ruin
Author: Kristin Vayden
Genre: Regency
Series: Greenford Waters Legacy
Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing
Release Date: July 28th




He might be a gentleman by title, but he was a rogue at heart…

Beatrix Lamont is in hiding. Sequestered at Lady Southridge’s country estate, she assumes the identity of a lady’s companion: never once expecting her past would catch up with her.
It does, however, in the vexing and seducting form of Lord Neville.
Determined and far too charming for his own good–after all who simply demands a woman marry him?
Not a gentleman.

Lucky for Lord Neville, being a gentleman has never been an option, especially when it comes to Beatrix, the woman would try the patient of a saint, and every encounter with her leaves his body yearning for more.
Caught between wanting her for himself and needing to protect her from dangers that lurk in the shadows of both their pasts, he must eventually make a choice.
Become the gentleman he’s never been–or play the seducer she brings out in him, and hope in the end she’ll forgive him for using her to catch a killer.

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“Good afternoon.” Lord Neville’s voice broke through the serene silence of the orangery, startling Beatrix and causing her heart to practically take flight. Quickly she spun to face the man speaking, a hand covering her heart as she willed the racing cadence to abate.

His grey eyes took her in with a calculating glint as he lazily stood from his perch on the alcove bench.

There was nothing for it; he knew. It was useless to pretend otherwise. “Hello, Lord Neville. Were the theatrics to your liking?” Beatrix asked with a saucy lilt to her tone as she watched him close the distance.

He clapped slowly, drawing out the gesture. “It might have fooled me…” he replied offhandedly as he shrugged.

“But?” Beatrix asked.

“It was your hands.”

“Pardon?” Beatrix asked, confused as she lifted her hands and inspected them.

“When you’re nervous, you tend to touch your fingertips to your thumb in succession. It’s a telling habit.”

“I do?” Beatrix asked as she studied her hands once more then turned her gaze to the man before her.


“How did you know—“

“The library.”

Beatrix caught her breath then released it slowly, but she could tell by the spark in his gaze that he hadn’t missed her reaction.

Damn the man.

The library… it was nothing. Rather, it should have been nothing.

“Oh.” She tried to recover.

His amused chuckle caused her to narrow her eyes, but, rather than show any remorse, his grin grew.

Becoming more devastatingly alluring by the moment.

Heaven help her, but she was helpless against the man. She shouldn’t be. There had been just a few stolen moments shared… nothing lasting.

Nothing that should create such a draw.

But it was there, nonetheless.

“You’re doing it again.” He glanced down to her fingers then met her gaze once more.

Sure enough, she felt her fingers pause as she realized he was indeed correct. How was it that she had never noticed that about herself, yet he, a… well, not a total stranger… had memorized such a nuance?

“Be that as it may…” Beatrix straightened her shoulders and took a few steps to the left, avoiding his direct approach. “…what is it that you want?” she asked in a clipped tone.

“The truth,” he replied softly, tilting his head.

“Concerning?” Beatrix asked, taking another side step toward a leafy orange tree.

“Concerning why you’re here, of course.”

“I would think it’s obvious,” Beatrix replied loftily as she wound around the orange tree’s trunk, keeping an eye on the approaching lord.

Lord Neville clicked his tongue and shook his head, all the while sending her a mischievous grin that melted her insides. “Miss Lamont, we both know that I’m after far more than the obvious… or, in this case… what you wish for me to believe. I’ll warn you that I’m not so easily deterred.”

“Oh, is that so?” Beatrix sent him an arch look. “It would seem that you are quite… easily startled,” she shot back.

His gaze narrowed as he paused in his approach. “What made you create such an assumption?”

“Why, the library of course.” She bit back a grin at the irritated flash in his gaze upon turning the tables back on him.

“The library? Tell me, Miss Lamont, was that before or after I compromised you?” he asked with a dark grin.

“You — oh! You know very well that—“

“That if any matron of society had stumbled into our cozy little interlude you would have been ruined… which was why I walked away. Walked… not ran… as you just implied.”

Beatrix bit her lip and glanced away, hating that he was right and had used her shortsighted attempt at victory to turn her own wit against her.

Miserable man.

“You did leave… the next day, that is,” she reminded him, watching his expression as it was fixed upon her.

“I did,” he replied then took another step toward her.

She placed the tree between them but peeked around the trunk. “Why?” she asked, unable to meet his regard as she spoke.

“Why?” he repeated softly.

Beatrix swallowed her cursed pride and glanced up, compelled by her curiosity to be brave. “Why did you leave so abruptly?”

“For being so expertly compromised—“

“Oh bother.” Beatrix rolled her eyes and stepped away, irritated, and gave her back to the lord. “It was a kiss—“

“Perhaps for you…” Lord Neville’s hand grasped hers and halted her recession.

Just as she remembered, his hand was warm, enveloping hers completely. A shiver of delighted expectation ripped through her as she slowly turned to face him. Blinking, she waited as his gaze roamed her features and settled on her lips.

“As I was saying… for being so expertly compromised…” Amusement danced in his expression. “…you’re truly innocent. I do believe I will have to remedy that,” he whispered as he leaned in and brushed a whisper of a kiss across her jaw.

It was as if a thousand butterflies took wing in her belly as she caught the masculine scent of his skin so close to hers. She should reprimand him for taking such liberties…

But she rather liked that he was.

He withdrew and studied her, as if asking if he should continue. Reaching up, Beatrix stroked his jaw, memorizing the texture of his slight stubble as it tugged at the fabric of her glove.

Without hesitation, he pulled her in, meeting her mouth in a kiss that was as intense as it was powerful. Strong arms enveloped her, drawing her into the lee of his commanding presence. His kiss demanded she return the passion, and, without a thought, she kissed him back, instinctively. His flavor was familiar and igniting, comforting and compelling all at once. The soft scent of the orange grove swirled around her, adding to the magic of the moment. His teeth tugged at her lower lip as he pressed against her, reminding her of the power in his arms. Reaching up, she allowed her fingers the delight of exploring the planes and ridges of his shoulders, adding to the attraction already smoldering within.

His fingers traced up her arms, teasing the ribbon at her neckline then lacing behind her head as if removing himself from a sweet temptation. His kiss gentled as he continued to playfully nip at her lips. Beatrix held him close, losing herself in the moment, committing every nuance to memory as she traced his lower lip with her tongue as he lingered.

“Come away with me,” he whispered against her mouth.

“No,” she replied, nipping his lip impishly. Surely he hadn’t asked in earnest.

He pulled her in tighter with a slightly irritated growl before he lowered his head to trail kisses down her neck. “Yes.”

“No… you’re mad.” Beatrix spoke far too breathlessly to be taken seriously.

His tongue tickled her neck as he whispered, “I prefer persuasive.”

“I’d say incessant,” she shot back as she leaned away to meet his gaze.

He grinned then reached up to tug on a curl that had fallen near her face. “Incessantly persuasive.”

“Fair… but you must know that I cannot go anywhere with you. I’m here with Lady Southridge, and I cannot leave.”

“Why?” His grin faded. “It is all but apparent that you were not abducted, as I was led to believe, and, according to my deductions from reason, it is only logical that the duke was at least somehow aware that Lady Southridge took you away. Dear heavens…” He took a step back. “…please tell me she has not deluded herself into thinking she’s your protection!”

“I have no idea to what you are referring—“

“You indeed do, so do not insult my intelligence with so weak a lie.” He spoke in clipped tones.

Beatrix folded her hands in front of herself and stepped away. “I’m afraid I cannot give to you that which you ask.”

“Then I’m afraid I have no other option,” Lord Neville replied and started toward her.

“Wh-what do you think you’re doing?” Beatrix asked, not sure how to interpret the determined gleam in his eye.

“What I should have done in the library months ago,” he mumbled.

Beatrix backed up till she felt the cool stone wall at her back. At his knowing grin, she narrowed her eyes and turned to run.

But he was too quick. In one motion, he swept her into his arms and proceeded to walk toward the orangery’s exit.

“What are you doing?” Beatrix demanded as she struggled in his arms. One foot was able to get a proper kick to his person, and he grunted in response.

“Miss Lamont, I’ll be quite upset if you ruin this jacket,” he replied with far too much control.

Irritated by his composed attitude, Beatrix gave another kick just to spite him.

“You’ll pay for that later,” he promised.

“We shall see about that. Now, let me down! I demand it!” she shrieked as she bucked in his arms again. “What exactly are you planning to do? Waltz up to Breckridge House and knock on the door?”

“Waltzing would prove to be difficult at this point… however, walking up to the front door will suffice.”


“I believe that was my question… to which you fully refused to answer… therefore requiring me to resort to my more assertive measures.”

“This is not assertive. This is asinine!” Beatrix glared then gasped as she had a brilliant idea. Without hesitation, she reached up and mussed his hair, causing the dark chocolate curls to go from tame to wild as they erratically stuck from his head.

“What—? Did you truly—?” He all but dropped her and ran his fingers through his hair.

Beatrix wasted no time and sprinted as fast as her slippered feet could carry her across the grass toward Breckridge House.

The sound of Lord Neville pursuing her was enough incentive to give one final burst of speed that would have surely gotten her to the safety of the servants’ entrance, if not for the root of a tree that seemed to spring out of the earth. One moment she was running, cursing her corset as she gasped for breath; the next moment she was flat on her back, unable to breathe at all. Hands at her throat, she tried to gasp, but no air entered her starving lungs.

“Damn it all,” Lord Neville swore then hauled her up and, with one hand, felt for the laces of her corset.

And the world faded to grey.




Neville ground out a low oath as he felt the hoyden in his arms go limp. To be honest, in his efforts to restrain her, he hadn’t acted in the most gentlemanly fashion, but that was the way it was with Miss Lamont. He lost his bloody mind around her; all rational thought evaporated like water on a hot stone. He felt for the offending corset then reached down and withdrew a knife from his boot. With one motion, he carefully slid the knife’s edge along the back of her gown, damning himself with each snap of the laces, till the garment hung loosely, exposing the creamy white skin at her back. Glancing away from the temptation, he laid her gently on her back, taking a deep breath when he noticed the soft rise and fall of her chest, signifying the life-giving intake of oxygen. It was hard enough to get the breath knocked out of oneself, let alone while wearing a corset.

Another reason to thank the good Lord he was a man.

Though he had to give her credit for the speed at which she ran; it was impressive to gain that kind of velocity in skirts.

He studied her face, tempted to count the smattering of freckles on her nose, the kind that simply highlighted the softness of her skin. They were a reflection of the caramel tones of her eyes; eyes that were just starting to flutter open. Long lashes blinked as her gaze grew in focus. Damn, but she was beautiful. It was no wonder he lost all reason around her. But it wasn’t her outer beauty that has so captivated him… it was her wit, her inability to take him seriously.

Ever since the incident with Mary — heavens above, how he wanted to forget it all — everyone in the ton had done one of two things: feared him or ignored him. Neither of which were boons as far he was concerned. But Miss Lamont, Beatrix, as he thought of her… When everyone else had given him a wide berth, she’d elbowed him in the ribs; when everyone else had deferred to him, she’d put him in his place. In the library at Greenford Waters, it had taken him all but a few seconds to know she was different, that she was, in a word, perfect — for him at least.

But, of course that hadn’t given him license to kiss her like he had, regardless of how much he’d wanted to continue kissing her… amongst other things. But that was before, when he’d assumed he’d have time to pay her court, to clear the mystery surrounding his name before approaching the duke with his suit for her hand. Then she had been taken, or so he’d thought, and all the other details had seemed trivial.

So here he stood — sat, rather — in the middle of the English countryside with Miss Beatrix flat on her back, gasping as she filled her lungs with air and completely unlaced… without one ounce of pleasure to be had by either of them! How was it possible? Irony at its best. He could do nothing but laugh as he considered the situation.

“Why, in heaven’s name, are you laughing?” she ground out between breaths. Her brown eyes were stormy and angry, yet all he felt was a deepening of his attraction, a delight at finding some new nuance about her.

“It is of no consequence,” he replied, choking back his mirth as he stood.

“I doubt that,” she said a bit easier since her breath was now less labored. She made a movement to sit up, her eyes widening like tea saucers as she reached back to feel her, well… back.

“You— How—? I cannot believe—“

“I assure you it was all in efforts to save your life, not ravish you… though I must say the idea does have some merit—“

Her growl cut off his words.

“If I could stand, I’d slap that grin right off your handsome face.

“Oh, so you think I’m handsome? I always fancied I was quite dashing in grey.”

“I loathe you.”

“Ah, I’m quite fond of you myself.” He shrugged. “But considering your current state of well… undress, I do think we ought find you a way to remain decent. Wouldn’t want to offend my tender gentlemanly sensibilities.”

“You are impossible.”

“Not entirely.”

“Yes, entirely, completely and unequivocally.” She lay back down and closed her eyes. “What exactly happened to me?”

He glanced up as a few servants exited the nearby door and gasped as they saw them then rushed back inside. By his estimation, he had about two minutes before Lady Southridge found them. Which would play into his plan quite nicely… better than his original plan in fact.

He took a seat beside Beatrix and patted her hand patronizingly, loving the leap of annoyance in her expression as he did so. “You were overwhelmed with my kissing prowess and fainted in my arms. But don’t worry…” He leaned in. “…your secret is safe with me.”

“Liar… I distinctly remember running from you.”

“Odd.” He shrugged.

“And tripping…”

“You are quite clumsy,” he added with a grin.

“Am not! Of all my sisters, I’m the most graceful,” she replied with a pout.

“Not high praise for your sisters, I’m afraid.” He tugged at his cravat. Surely, the neck cloth was beyond repair, so he tugged at the offense and removed it completely.

It would add to the story.

“Do not do that! You can’t just remove your neck cloth!” Beatrix scolded in a whisper as she glanced about from her position on her back. “No, no — this won’t do. I must— You must— Turn around!” she demanded as she sat up, holding the back of her dress together as she did so.

“Why can I not remove it? After all, I’m still far more presentable than you, my dear,” he shot back as he stood and reached out to help her stand. “Are you stable?” he asked gently as she placed all her weight on her feet.

“Yes, no thanks to you,” she spoke with derision.

“I do believe I saved your life. A little more gratitude would be appreciated.”

“For the last time, I was running from you! You are the reason I’m even in this state!” She took a tentative step and then hissed.

“You’re injured. Let me help.” He reached for her.

“No, you have helped quite enough,” she bit out and backed away, but her ankle must have been weakened from the fall, and she began to stumble.

Lord Neville reached out, grasped her waist, and pulled her in, supporting her. His gloved hands touched the soft skin of her exposed back. Bloody gloves, always in the way! Lilac and rose clung to her skin, and he inhaled deeply, committing the scent to memory. What had started in the library many months ago was about to be finished in only a few seconds, if he had any say in it.


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{Review} Anchored: Finding Hope in the Unexpected – Kayla Aimee


Blurb: You count a pregnancy by weeks and Kayla Aimee had only ticked off 24 of the 40 when she unexpectedly went into labor. She thought her church upbringing had prepared her for every circumstance but when tragedy struck and threatened to take the life of her newborn daughter, it felt as though once solid ground had turned to glass beneath her feet, destined to shatter everything she held sacred.

When swept into a story of suffering, we all find ourselves vulnerable, questioning everything we thought we knew as we wonder, “Where is God in this?” With everything feeling as fragile as her one and a half pound daughter, Kayla finds herself asking that same question as she faces her greatest fear: that she may have finally become a mother just to lose her only child.

Both poignant and humorous, Anchored recounts Kayla’s gripping story of learning to navigate her newfound motherhood in the most unexpected of ways, from holidays in the hospital and middle-of-the-night phone calls to the joy of coming home. With vulnerability and plenty of wit, Kayla lays bare her struggle to redefine her faith, her marriage, and herself within the context of a tragedy she never saw coming. For anyone who has felt their faith in God falter, Anchored extends a gentle invitation to join her as she uncovers a hope that holds.

REVIEW: While I did receive a gifted copy of this book, it was not in exchange for a review. All opinions are 100% my own.

It is hard to write this review as I have followed Kayla’s blog for over seven years now. I knew most of Scarlette’s journey from her fifteen weeks too soon feisty entrance to the sweet picture her mama posted of her with her grandfather for Father’s Day.

What I did not know was just how battered and broken and raw and alone {by her own choice} Kayla was during the one hundred and fifty six days that Scarlette was in the NICU. Anchored isn’t just about the miraculous and sometimes surprising journey that Scarlette has made, or even about how Kayla felt as the mother of a micro-preemie; it’s about how shattered and broken Kayla’s once unwavering faith in a God she loved far more than great fitting jeans was and how she made it back from the brink of losing all of her faith.

As someone who laughs at times about edited stories whose full details cannot be divulged due to Kayla’s agreement with her husband about Things That Should Not Be Shared With The Internet, I was completely surprised at how transparent and vulnerable she was about her marriage and other struggles she had to face.

I didn’t need to read Kayla’s blog or even this book to know how hard it is on a marriage to have a sick baby. My firstborn came into this world a little too soon and spent the first 24 days of his life fighting to survive. I was, however, shocked to learn that 97% of marriages//relationships end in divorce while making it through each day while your child lay fighting to survive in the NICU.

Out of the ashes God has brought the beauty of Kayla’s extremely strong and fully transformed faith to the forefront. That faith is evident in all that she does and says. That faith has paved the way for her to share her struggles and lay bare what she has been through and what it’s like to come out the other side. You don’t have to be a mother to read this book; in fact, I recommend it to anyone who is questioning their faith while dealing with something beyond their control and what it’s like to be used by God to bring glory to Him.

See, it’s through Kayla’s blog and her faith that I even know Him at all today. For that I am eternally grateful.

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{New Release} Maid for Romance – Ruth J. Hartman

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Series: The Love Bird Series Book 4

Author: Ruth J. Hartman

Genre: Regency Romance

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Leah Hunter must choose between two men. Valet Daniel Barlow makes her laugh, fills her heart with delight, and answers her body’s desire for love. But Felton Kensington, a member of the ton, would give her and her family a better life. Security. Prestige. And choosing him would take away the one thing that plagues her mind with worry and confusion.

Felton Kensington scoffs at the valet’s attempt to steal away Leah. With what Felton has to offer, he’s quite confident Leah will be his. In every way.

Daniel Barlow knows what he wants. And that’s Leah Hunter. He’s trying everything in his power to win her over. But competition from Felton Kensington is stiff. How can a valet compete with a wealthy gentleman?

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profile picRuth J. Hartman spends her days herding cats, and her nights spinning sweet romantic tales that make you smile and maybe even laugh out loud. Or so she’s been told by readers! She, her husband, and their three cats, love to spend time curled up in their recliners watching old Cary Grant movies. Well, the cats, Maxwell, Roxy and Remmie, sit in the people’s recliners. Not that the cats couldn’t get their own furniture. They just choose to shed on someone else’s. You know how selfish those little furry creatures can be. Ruth, a left-handed, cat-herding, Jeep-driving, farmhouse-dwelling romance writer uses her goofy sense of humor as she writes tales of lovable, klutzy women and the men who adore them. Ruth’s husband and best friend, Garry, reads her manuscripts, rolls his eyes at her weird story ideas, and loves her in spite of her penchant for insisting all of her books have at least one cat in them. Or twelve. But hey, who’s counting?


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