Thursday 31 May 2018


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The Marquess of Wesley is out for blood. For a year, Lord Wesley has tried to undo the devastation his father left to Penndrake, their ancestral home, only to discover the man gambled it away right before his death. Now Wesley is being blackmailed by the new owner into marrying a woman he’s never met in order to get it back. But his intentions are less than honorable…

At one and twenty, Miss Kate Holden intends to become a governess, having sworn off all men years ago. However, her plans are halted when she receives a daunting letter from her cousin about a Lord Wesley. Ignorant of the name, and the devilish marquess that wears it all too well, she nearly ends up compromised. Refusing to fall prey to Wesley’s skillful seduction, Kate decides to turn things around on the rake. But the high-stakes game between them soon leads to her losing the last thing she expected…her heart.

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In A Mistress for Penndrake by Tammy L. Bailey, Miss Kate Holden isn't about to fall prey to any man ever again after having her heart broken years ago. However, when she meets the Marquess of Wesley, there's no denying her attraction, even though she's been warned to stay away from him. Will Kate fall for the gorgeous lord's charms or will their shot at happy ever after never happen?

This is the first book I've read by Ms. Bailey, but it's certainly not going to be my last. Really, the way this story started drew me in immediately because the heroine is very much like Cinderella with her family always making her do something that they should be perfectly capable of doing but expect someone else to do for them. However, the hero is certainly not her prince in the moment they meet. Instead, they see each other as the enemy in the way he sees Kate as someone he can use against her cousin while she's determined to listen to her cousin's warning, which is evident in how she interacts with him in the beginning. 

As for the dialogue, it was intense due to the main characters back stories, as this book encompasses the enemy to lovers and revenge tropes. Will the hero be willing to use the heroine to get revenge once he gets to know her? Will the heroine figure out the hero's motives before she gets hurt? Moreover, the heroine is resilient, feisty whenever she's around the hero and I liked how determined she was to resist the hero, even though resisting him wasn't easy because he was so confident and charming. I also liked how the hero stood up for the heroine when it came to her family and they're expecting her to fall in line with whatever they want her to do. Why can't they take care of things for themselves instead of always expecting the heroine to do such menial tasks like they ask of her?

While the hero, I could understand why he wants revenge after what he learns about his father and what the man did. Furthermore, I liked how far he was willing to go to get his revenge and the fact that the heroine didn't make things easy for him. Certainly, she provides him quite the challenge right from the moment they meet. Yet, what I liked most of all about the hero is that he didn't give up on trying to win the heroine over. Surely she wouldn't be able to resist his charm forever. 

Overall, Ms. Bailey has delivered an utterly fantastic historical romance in this book where the chemistry between this couple was intense; the romance sweet, heartwarming and had me loving every interaction between this couple; and the ending had me liking the heroine's determination to push the hero to admit how he really feels instead of throwing their chance at forever away. I would recommend A Mistress for Penndrake, if you enjoy historical romance, the revenge trope, the enemy to lovers trope or books by authors Stacy Reid, Darcy Burke, Eva Devon and Jess Michaels.

Time had barely passed before she was torn awake by another dream. She screamed and then felt a masculine hand pressed hard over her mouth. Panic knotted her stomach and caused her heart to slam into her chest. She grasped the man’s fingers and writhed her body against a half-naked form when the familiar voice of Lord Wesley caused her to freeze in place.
“Be still, Miss Holden,” he warned. “I’m fairly certain you do not wish to wake up as my wife.”
Unsure how he came to be in her room or why, she clamped her teeth into his calloused flesh. He yanked his hand away and swallowed a few curse words, squinting into the dimness to examine the damage.
“By God, woman!” he hissed.
“Kate, are you all right in there? I heard a scream.”
Kate opened her mouth to answer when Lord Wesley clasped her bare arms to bring her close enough to hear him. “Tell your young cousin you’re fine. That…you just saw a mouse.”
Despite the dizzying circumstances, Kate leaned forward and whispered against his throat, “But I’m not afraid of mice.”
The door handle rattled, and she drew up against him. Did she think her petite form could block his muscular one?
“I’m fine, Lilly. I just…saw a mouse,” Kate croaked.
“But you aren’t afraid of mice.”
Kate clicked her tongue and then sent him a sidelong glance. “It was a very…large mouse.”
“Oh,” came the quiet voice on the other side of the door. “Well, as long as you’re all right.”
They waited a moment before hearing soft footfalls move away from the door.
“Now, you will tell me, Miss Holden, why you felt compelled to scream my name?”
Kate straightened, balking at his words. “I did no such thing,” she said. Inches away, his gaze, molten and reflective, slid across her barely clad form. Fire swirled from her belly to her face as a chilled wisp of air rubbed against her veiled breast.
“Why are you here?” she asked, reaching for a blanket to cover herself.
He sat up and bent his head toward the floor, using the quiet moment to rake the hand she’d injured down the length of his face. He exhaled and then turned back to her, his features chiseled into impatient lines.
She let out a quick breath at his nearness and the way the light from a nearby candle licked over the corded muscles of his chest and abdomen.
“Do you deny calling my name, Miss Holden?”
She shook her head. “What? Why on earth would I do such a thing?”
“Exactly, and yet I was thrust awake to my name on your lips. Not once, but twice.”
Kate started to deny his words when the vivid images of her dream broke through her memory. She saw Arthur laughing and Lord Wesley watching as she tried to save herself from two fire-breathing dragons. In the middle of the battle she knew she couldn’t win, she tried to yell, only to hear nothing but silence. She waited for someone to help her, waiting until she propelled herself up and awake.
“Miss Holden?”
Kate winced, more so from the episode she’d caused than his emphatic tone. “I had…a bad dream, that is all.”
“I thought you were hurt…or dying,” he said, his tone angry and void of empathy, as if the whole reason she was at Penndrake was her fault.
Kate didn’t know what to think. He’d shown himself to her room to save her from an unknown death and appeared out of sorts that he’d found her well.
“If it makes you feel any better, I was crushed by two fierce creatures, much like the ones on the crest in your study. I suppose out of desperation, I may have attempted to call your name.”
He cocked one dark eyebrow at her. “At last, a confession,” he murmured. “So, did I rescue you again, Miss Holden, this time from fire instead of rain?”
She shrugged. “No. While I awaited my death, you stood there, devouring some piece of forbidden fruit like a ravished street urchin.”
He chuckled. “How brave you must have been.”
She didn’t answer him for a long moment, contented to have them affable toward each other.
“I suppose, then, I am more gallant in real life than in
your dreams?” he teased her.
She shook her head. “How is it that you have found a way to wreak havoc when I’m both asleep and awake?” she asked.
He smiled and tugged the blanket higher to her chin. He leaned closer, and she held her breath, waiting for him to kiss her, to pull the blanket away and caress every place the air touched.
Instead, he bent his mouth to her ear. “Miss Holden,” he said, his voice deep and husky, “you do not realize what truth you speak, for the both of us.” But before she could ask him to explain what he meant, he stood and glanced down at her.
“You can’t possibly know the restraint I have shown regarding you,” he breathed, ragged and hoarse. “Soon,” he added and turned toward the door.

Tammy began writing when the shows and movies she watched didn't end the way she wanted them to end. Whether it's historical or contemporary, for her, there must always be a happy ending. When she's not writing, she's spending time with her husband and two boys near Cleveland, Ohio. Without their sacrifice and understanding, she believes she would have never been able to pursue her passion for writing or her accomplishment of becoming a published author.

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Wednesday 30 May 2018


By Kelly Jamieson
Releasing May 28th, 2018
Entangled Publishing

Cash Hale has been in love with his best friend’s wife forever. Now Callie and Beau are divorced, but she’s still way off-limits. Dating her would betray his friendship with Beau. And Cash is nothing if not loyal.

Callie Sutherland is starting over. The end of her marriage was just one more way she failed to live up to her wealthy family’s expectations, so from now on she’s not even going to try. It’s time to live her life the way she wants. And she wants Cash.

Cash and Beau aren’t just friends, they’re business partners, and the drop in the price of oil has hurt their business. They need to win the bid for Sutherland Industries’ next big project—but it may get messy since Callie’s family owns the business. Not only would Cash risk his friendship with Beau to be with her, he’d be risking the company they worked so hard to create.

But this new Callie isn’t taking no for an answer.

He’s so screwed…

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In Screwed by Kelly Jamieson, Cash Hale fell in love with his best friend's girl, but for years has done everything he can to keep his feelings buried. However, now that Callie and his best friend are divorced, Cash finds it hard to stay away from her, even though he knows getting involved with his friend's ex is a bad idea. But with Callie finally getting her life on track the way she wants and Cash being so loyal, will they get their shot at happy ever after or will Callie have her heart broken all over again?

Out of all the books I've read by Ms. Jamieson, which is a lot, this story is definitely up there fighting for a top three spot of this author's best books for me. Not only because it encompasses the forbidden relationship trope, a trope that leads to some interesting will-they-or-won't-they tension-filled moments; but because it has two wonderful characters that have fascinating back stories and go through a lot on their journey to happy ever after including the heroine finally making her parents understand that her life is -- just that -- her life and whether the hero would fight for his future with the heroine by being a little less loyal to a best friend who is a total jerk and didn't deserve Callie. 

As for the dialogue, it was intense due to the main characters back stories and I loved how it bounced back to the past a couple of times. Clearly, Cash was in love with Callie even back then, but fought his feelings because he's a good friend. Moreover, the heroine is resilient, courageous and I liked how determined she is to go after what she wanted in both her professional and personal lives. She's talented and deserves to show her talents off, no matter whether her parents approve of her plans or not. Luckily, she has good friends that make up for her parents always making her feel like she isn't good enough. 

While the hero, he's confident, a good guy and I liked how determined he was to resist the heroine, even though it was impossible the more time he spent with her. I also liked how supportive he was of the heroine's dreams and that he didn't let anyone keep her from achieving something for herself instead. Why can't her parents see that she's better off without her ex? Yet, what I liked most of all about the hero was the close relationship he shared with his family and how he's done everything he can to make life easier for his mother. 

Overall, Ms. Jamieson has delivered a wonderful read in this book where the chemistry between this couple was off-the-charts; the romance was hot and had me loving that the hero and heroine couldn't resist each other no matter how hard they tried; and the ending had me loving how these two fight for their happy ever after. No way can the hero let Callie get away a second time. However, it was the epilogue that wrapped this story up perfectly, as the heroine is determined to show her parents that life is good now that she has the right man by her side. I would recommend Screwed by Kelly Jamieson, if you enjoy second chance romances, the forbidden romance trope or books by authors Sarina Bowen, Kristen Proby, Victoria Denault and Erin Nicholas. 

Their eyes locked together. Cash went very still, his hand on her back, warm and strong. “What?”
Callie slid off the stool, her body brushing against Cash’s, went onto tiptoes, and touched her lips to his. “Sex,” she whispered. “I need sex.”
She gripped his T-shirt in both hands and pulled herself closer, pressing against him. He sucked in a sharp breath, and his hands went to her hips. “Callie…”
Her eyes drifted closed, and she pressed her mouth to his. “Mmm.”
A groan rumbled in his chest as she licked his bottom lip, then kissed him again. And he kissed her back, his mouth opening. He took control of the kiss immediately, and her knees went weak. She clung tighter to him as her head spun, tasting the inside of his mouth with her tongue, electricity zipping through her body when he slid his tongue into her mouth.
He tasted delicious, and his lips moved on hers, firm and warm and perfect. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her buttocks, and he pulled her against him. He was hard.
Oh sweet hopscotching Jesus, he was so hard. She whimpered and tipped her pelvis against him, then slid her arms around his neck, fingers slipping into his hair.
“Callie,” he groaned.
“Mmm.” She nipped his full bottom lip, stroked it with her tongue, then kissed his stubbled jaw. “Cash. Kiss me.”
“Fuck.” But he did it, arms now going right around her, crushing her against his big, hard body. She wanted to climb up him and get even closer. She rubbed her aching breasts against his chest and found his mouth again in a long, deep kiss.
Need zoomed low in her belly, a hot pressure coiling inside her. She needed more, needed him. “This is crazy,” she whispered against his jaw. “I’m dying for you.”
“Jesus.” He clasped her waist, turned, and lifted her onto the kitchen island. Then he shoved her plate of sushi aside and stepped between her thighs. She wrapped her legs around him to bring him up close against her throbbing center and grabbed his shoulders again.
His hands slid into her hair and twisted in the long strands, tugging deliciously on her sensitive scalp. Sensation slid down her spine, tension aching in the small of her back.
“Jesus, you’re hot,” Cash muttered as he nipped at her lips.
“Please. Oh God, please.” She’d never felt like this before, like she needed an orgasm so badly she was hurting, a deep, pulsing, biting desire.
She rubbed against the hard bulge behind his jeans, and he made a noise that sounded wild and hungry. “Careful, darlin’.” He sucked briefly on her bottom lip.
“You need it, too.” She moved against him again. “We both do. Please.”
He groaned and rubbed his nose alongside hers. “Callie…”
“Do you have a condom?”
“Christ.” He took a deep breath. “Are you sure?”

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Kelly Jamieson is a USA Today bestselling author of over forty romance novels and novellas. She writes the kind of books she loves to read–sexy romance with heat, humor and emotion. Her writing has been described as “emotionally complex”, “sweet and satisfying” and “blisteringly sexy”. She likes coffee (black), wine (mostly white) and shoes (high!). She also loves watching hockey. She is the author of the popular Heller Brothers Hockey series and the Rule of Three trilogy. Visit her website at or contact her at

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Tuesday 29 May 2018


Release alert for THE SURVIVING GIRLS!
 Don’t miss this intense, and suspenseful crime novel by Katee Robert! 

The Surviving Girls
Hidden Sins #3
By Katee Robert
Releasing May 29th, 2018
Montlake Romance

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A fierce survivor and a fearless FBI agent battle a copycat serial killer in a gripping thriller from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katee Robert.
Twelve years ago, Lei Zhang and her friend Emma Nilsson miraculously lived through the notorious Sorority Row Murders that left twenty-one of their sisters dead. Still wrestling with the trauma but finally out of the limelight, Lei and Emma are now devoted to helping other victims find closure. But most disturbing for Lei—beyond the gut-wrenching survivor guilt—is that the killer was her boyfriend. He’s behind bars, but she’ll never lower her guard again.
When a copycat killer targets Lei and Emma, FBI Agent Dante Young is put in charge of anticipating the sociopath’s every move. But what he doesn’t expect is his immediate and overpowering attraction to Lei. The closer they get to each other, the more desperate and terrifying the questions become: Who wants to finish what the killer started—and why?
Now Agent Young vows to protect Lei at all costs. If they have any chance of a future together, first they have to stay alive…
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In The Surviving Girls (Hidden Sins #3) by Katee Robert, Lei Zhang and her best friend were lucky to survive the Sorority Row murders that ended with twenty-one of their sorority sisters dead. Yet, now years later, there's a copycat killer determined to make sure Lei and Emma don't survive this time. Luckily though, they have FBI agent Dante Young on their side and he's not about to let the killer get anywhere near the women again. Will Dante be able to keep them safe or will he lose Lei before he even has a chance to win her heart?

I love this series by Ms. Robert and I've got to say that she's penned another very thrilling, fast-paced, enthralling read in this book where the main characters have interesting back stories; and the dialogue drew me in from the very beginning, as the heroine is determined to make sure others get closure. Then again, she feels responsible for what went down years ago, so why shouldn't she be helping others the way she does? It's her penance. However, it was from the moment the hero and heroine met where this story gets very interesting, as the heroine doesn't trust easily and isn't afraid to go head-to-head with the agents to discover all they know. Will she and Emma be able to help them?

As for the dialogue, it was intense due to the main characters back stories and everything they go through on their journey to happy ever after. Will the killer get to Emma and Lei? Will the heroine and her best friend be thrown off balance by how far the killer is willing to go to get to them? Moreover, the heroine is resilient, courageous and I liked that she gave the hero a chance, even though it would be understandable if she never gave another man a chance after her last boyfriend turned out to be a psychopath. I also liked the tight bond she shares with her best friend and that she would do anything to help Emma get through the tough times they face. Yet, what I liked most of all about the heroine was how far she was willing to go to put a stop to the person responsible for the latest killings. Will Lei and Dante find a way to take down the person targeting the women?

While Dante, he's hard-working, fearless, a good FBI agent, confident and I liked how protective he was of the heroine. I also liked the challenge the heroine provided the hero because she doesn't trust easily and isn't about to let anyone get as close as her ex once did. Will Dante be able to win Lei over and show her that she can trust him? Yet, what I liked most of all about the hero is the lengths he was willing to go to in order to put a stop to the person targeting Lei, especially since the killer is upping his game with everything he does.

Overall, Ms. Robert has delivered an absolutely riveting and wild ride in this book, which was filled with plenty of suspense and a good dose of sweet romance; where the chemistry between this couple was powerful and kept getting stronger the more the hero proved to Lei he was someone she could trust; and the ending had me worried for the main characters because of the way things go when they finally face off against the bad guy, but in the end left me completely satisfied and smiling because of how things work out for Lei and Dante. I would recommend The Surviving Girls by Katee Robert, if you enjoy romantic suspense, the sexy protector trope or books by authors Laura Griffin, Laura Kaye, Kaylea Cross and Cynthia Eden.

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Lei couldn’t breathe. Her chest closed painfully as if she’d been knocked flat on her back, and her lungs burned with the need for oxygen. Somewhere in the tiny rational corner of her mind, she knew there was nothing really wrong with her, but rational thought had no place in the midst of her panic.
He’s back. Emma was right all along and he’s coming for us.
You’re spiraling.
Travis Berkley is still in jail. This is a copycat, and no matter how bad a copycat is, he can’t be worse than Travis. You survived before. You will this time, too.
A whine cut through her thoughts, and then Saul was there, nudging her hand with his cool nose. She inhaled sharply, suddenly aware that everyone in the room was staring at her. The Feds had the blank-slate expression she’d come to associate with cops when they were in a difficult situation. Emma looked at her as if she was on the verge of her own panic attack.
Lei stroked her hand over Saul’s head, forming a wall of indisputable facts in her mind to keep the fear at bay. She wasn’t twenty-one anymore, only a couple of years out of the stifling family home she’d grown up on, still drunk on freedom and the realization that she could do anything she wanted to with her future.
She’d been an idiot. A child who was playing dress-up without realizing the pitfalls of adulthood.
Though most pitfalls don’t come attached to a knife.
Lei wasn’t that girl anymore. She’d seen the worst Travis Berkley could offer and had the scars to show for it. She could shoot. She could fight. She’d worked with enough cops over the course of her career as a trainer and search team that she had an inside view to how their minds worked.
She would not lose herself to terror.
Another stroke to Saul’s head and she was able to speak. “How close to the original murders are the details?”
Agent Young exchanged a glance with his partner and leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his knees. His big hands dangled between his legs, and she distantly noted that he had really firm thighs beneath the expensive slacks. He spoke slowly, as if gauging her response. “We haven’t had a chance to check the original case files, but the big details are almost identical. The murders were performed in the same way—girls kept in a main room and taken out individually. We think he snuck in through a window, because their condo was on the second floor and he used a knife from the kitchen.”
She could almost hear Travis’s voice in her head, even after all these years. Let me in, Lei-Lei. I have a surprise for you. Stupid. She’d been so incredibly stupid, swayed by a pretty face and a boy her parents would approve of who made her feel. Smart, athletic, the right dollar amount in his family’s bank account. Someone bright and colorful and checking all the right boxes.
Since she couldn’t bring herself to ask if one of the girls let him in, she focused on the rest. “If this is a fan, he must have been in contact with Travis at some point.” She put her hand on Emma’s leg when her friend flinched at his name. The Feds didn’t react, which made her sigh. “But you already knew that. You don’t need me telling you how to do your job. What is it you need?”
Another loaded look between them. They’d obviously been partners for a long time, because they managed to convey an entire conversation’s worth of talking in a single look.
Again, it was Agent Young who took the lead. “We can find the details of the case easily enough, along with your accounts, but what I’d like to know is your take on Travis.”
“Because I dated him.” She stated it baldly, as if the fact she’d slept with a murderer was something she’d dealt with and moved on from. As if the fact didn’t still keep her up at night, moving beneath her skin until she wanted to take a wire brush to her body. There weren’t enough hot showers and bleach baths in the world to change the fact she’d willingly been with him. She could never take that back.
“Because you—both of you—have known him longer than anyone.”
“Agent Young—”
She stopped short. Dante. It fit him somehow—strong and a little bit intense. He masked it well, but there was fire lurking in the depths of his dark eyes, in the way he clenched his fists as they spoke about Travis. She shouldn’t be forming personal opinions about any man, let alone one connected with the case. Lei’s track record had more than proven that fact.
While she was still trying to process her strange and seriously inconvenient reaction to him, Emma had found her voice. She spoke softly, her southern accent giving her breathy tone a pretty lilt. She had a Dolly Parton thing going for her—at least before Dolly got a little crazy for plastic surgery—and Emma wasn’t above playing up the sweet-southern-belle thing when it suited her. “Travis Berkley is a sociopath with a healthy dose of narcissistic personality disorder—which you already know because you read the file. Everything is in the file. We have been doing our best to get past what he did to us—to our sisters—and that means forgetting as much as possible.”
Maybe for Emma. Lei couldn’t afford to forget. It had been her mistake that tipped the first domino that destroyed so many lives. While it was possible Travis could have gotten into the house on his own, she’d been the fool who let him in her window.
The knowledge made her hands shake. Emma might want to do everything to avoid that gory walk down memory lane, but Lei didn’t have that option. Guilt wrapped around her throat, tightening, ever tightening. “You have something specific you’re here for.”
Agent Rowan leaned forward, a clear indication that she’d take it from there. As much as Lei wanted the calming force Dante—Agent Young—seemed to emanate, she turned almost gratefully to the redhead. She eyed her as if Lei was a particularly interesting bug. “We’re theorizing this fucker—”
She didn’t look at him. “These women have seen enough, Dante. You know as well as I do that a few choice curse words aren’t going to have them scrambling for their sniffing salts.”
Lei understood now why Britton had paired these two together. Clarke was the blunt force designed to set a person back on their heels so they were too busy reacting to her foul mouth to stop and think that there might be a shrewd mind behind those deceptively big blue eyes. Dante on the other hand, was a cool summer mist, unruffling feathers and putting everyone in the room at ease with his calm presence. Both agents would be underestimated in different ways, which was only to their benefit.
She eyed the dogs on the floor. Neither of them seemed overly concerned with the Feds in the room. Good. Lei had more than proven she could be fooled, but Saul couldn’t. Every time he reacted poorly to a person, she paid attention—and most of the time something eventually came to light to prove her dog’s instincts correct.
Clarke followed her gaze and then refocused on Lei and then Emma. “A lot of sociopaths think they’re smarter than everyone else in the room—some of them are even right—and Travis sure as hell falls into the latter category. His IQ is 167, and from all accounts, prison hasn’t broken him. What we need to know is if he’d encourage a fan to take these steps.”
“Of course he would. He’s a fucking psycho,” Emma snarled.
“What do you think?” Clarke was looking at Lei.
Because why not? Even now, cops thought Lei had some kind of inside track to the way Travis’s mind worked. She’d dated him for months, had slept with him countless times, and so she must have some insider knowledge to explain how the golden boy went so very, very wrong.
She hadn’t been able to give them a satisfactory answer then. She didn’t have one now, either. But she could try.

New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it 'a compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and tension."  When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse. 
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