Happy New Release Tuesday!!!

There are a bunch of new and awesome books that have come out today!!!  Before we do that though, I wanted to let you know that there is a giveaway currently taking place on Turning Pages At Midnight!  We are giving away a SIGNED PAPERBACK of Insidious by Aleatha Romig!  Check out my review (click here) and the giveaway is at the bottom.


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Sept. 22: PROFILE: Social Media #5 by JA Huss

Sept. 22: Beholden (The Belonging Duet #2) by Corinne Michaels

Sept. 22: Wreck Me (Nova) by Jessica Sorensen

Sept. 23: Sociopath: A Dark Romance by Lime Craven

Sept. 23: Claimed by You by Melissa Toppen

Sept. 25: Girl Code by L.D. Davis

Sept. 27:Anguish (Jokers’ Wrath Book 3) by Bella Jewel

Sept. 28: RELLIK by Teresa Mummert

Sept. 28: Dark Duet: Platinum Edition: Featuring Determined to Obey (The Dark Duet Book 4) by CJ Roberts

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By:  Aleatha Romig


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Dark desires…Deadly secrets…Devious deceptions…Nothing is exactly as it seems in INSIDIOUS, the new erotic thriller from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author ALEATHA ROMIG! 

When a powerful man is willing to risk everything for his own satisfaction, only one woman can beat him at his own game: his wife. Or so she thinks… 

“Let’s start with you calling me Stewart. Formalities seem unnecessary.” 

Stewart Harrington is rich, gorgeous, and one of the most powerful men in Miami. He always gets what he wants. Anything is available to him for the right price. 

Even me. 

Being the wife of a mogul comes with all the perks, but being Mrs. Stewart Harrington comes with a few special requirements. I’ve learned to keep a part of myself locked away as my husband watches me submit to his needs. But the more he demands of me, the more beguiled he becomes and that’s to my advantage. So I keep fulfilling his fantasies and following his rules because he doesn’t know that what he’s playing is really my game. And winning is everything, right? 

INSIDIOUS is a stand-alone novel and the first Tales from the Dark Side title by ALEATHA ROMIG. 


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The prologue of this book threw me for a loop.  You know a book is going to be good when you start guessing from the very beginning.   Victoria made a pact with the devil and through half of the book I was shaking my head!  Maybe I’m too selfish….. IDK.  But Aleatha has a way of making me look at the world differently.  Her books always seem to make me question what I would REALLY do in some crazy situations.  This book was no exception.

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We are over the moon excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for ROWDY by Jay Crownover!! ROWDY is the fifth novel in her Marked Men Series published by William Morrow, and imprint of HarperCollins and you do NOT want to miss it!



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WHEN I PUT THE key he had given me in the door to his apartment it felt like the end of a long journey. Really it was only a little over twelve hours and I had stopped to nap once along the way, but it still felt like too long since I had seen his face or been able to touch all that toned and tattooed skin. Jimbo greeted me at the door when I pushed it open. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and he jumped up and put his paws on my legs. He was going to be huge when he finally grew into his fuzzy body and I was overwhelmed at how happy I was to see him. I dropped to my knees and rubbed my face in his neck as he licked me all over my face. I was obviously missed and I had to say it was just one more reason I knew I was finally where I was supposed to be. It was late, so the apartment was dark.

I checked the dog’s food and water, trying to be quiet in case Rowdy was already asleep. I was winding my way toward his bedroom when a haphazardly discarded sketch pad lying on the couch caught my eye in the dim light. I paused for a minute to pick it up and felt my heart stop and then start to race as I flipped through the first few pages. There were a couple of drawings that were obviously for clients, tattoos that hadn’t made it from paper to skin yet, but most of the pristine white pages were covered with images wearing my face. There was mermaid me, and naughty- sailor- girl me. There was sassy Indian girl me with long Pocahontas braids and there was sexy devil me standing next to angelic me. There were dozens of them all in different shapes and sizes, but every single image was undoubtedly modeled after my distinct look. I wasn’t sure if he had drawn them all over this last week while I had been gone or over the months we had been chasing each other in circles.

Either way it made my heart swell and the full certainty that I was it for him settle deep inside my bones. I set the pad down and tiptoed through the hall. Jimbo took one look at where I was going and huffed out a disgusted- sounding snort. The poor guy had learned early on that he wanted no part of what happened between his humans when they were together in the bedroom. The light was off and Rowdy was sprawled on his stomach across the covers. His blond hair was sticking up every- where and he hand one arm bent up under his head. The only thing that could have made the sight better would have been if he hadn’t bothered with the black boxers before crashing out.

Even with them obscuring the view, I couldn’t complain. I let out a breathless sigh and crept closer so that I could lean over and touch my lips to that anchor on the side of his neck. I felt his pulse leap and tasted the salt on his skin as he murmured sleepily and rolled over onto his back. Those infinitely blue eyes glowed at me in the dark as a grin pulled up the corner of his mouth.



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About ROWDY:

The New York Times and USA Today bestselling Marked Men series continues with this sizzling, sexy story of love, heartbreak, fate, and second chances.

After the only girl he ever loved told him that he would never be enough, Rowdy St. James knocked the Texas dust off his boots and set out to live up to his nickname. A good ol’ boy looking for good times and good friends, Rowdy refuses to take anything too seriously, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. Burned by love once, he isn’t going to let himself trust a woman again. But that’s before his new co-worker arrives, a ghost from the past who’s suddenly making him question every lesson he ever learned.

Salem Cruz grew up in house with too many rules and too little fun—a world of unhappiness she couldn’t wait to forget. But one nice thing from childhood has stayed with her; the memory of the sweet, blue-eyed boy next door who’d been head over heels in love with her little sister.

Now, fate and an old friend have brought her and Rowdy together, and Salem is determined to show him that once upon a time he picked the wrong sister. A mission that is working perfectly—until the one person that ties them together appears, threatening to tear them apart for good.


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Jay CrownoverAbout Jay Crownover:


Jay Crownover is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men series. She also introduced the dark and sexy world of The Point in a new series this last summer starting with BETTER WHEN HE’s BAD. Like her characters, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she’ll settle for writing stories with interesting characters that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs.


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By:  Shayla Black


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She may not be what she seems… 

How can a virgin seeking happily-ever-after with a hot pop star who has a penchant for threesomes win her fantasy man? Kimber Edgington desperately needs a plan to convince Jesse McCall, who’s been her secret crush since they spent a summer together as teenagers, that they are meant for each other. But all the tabloid stories about his sexual escapades make her feel oh so inadequate. 

But she’s exactly what men want. 

Determined to prove she’s woman enough for Jesse, Kimber turns to bodyguard Deke Trenton for sexual education. Bold and brash, Deke warns Kimber that playing with him is playing with fire. But he can’t bear to imagine the innocent beauty in someone else’s arms. So Deke and his super-sexy friend, Luc, take Kimber under their wings and dangerously close to the edge of ecstasy. Though she’s saved herself for Jesse, Kimber soon learns he’s not the man adept at stoking her aching, endless need. That’s Deke, and he can’t resist when Kimber begs for more—and more…


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Kim wanted to seek an alternative lifestyle so she hunted down a man who used to work for her father……..  a man who was known to like ménage.  Her pseudo boyfriend/rock star is into that and she wants to be able to show him that she is capable of that.  Yet, her boyfriend thinks she is too sweet and ends up sleeping with other people (shaking my head).

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For the last four years, good girl Lane has regretted breaking up with Noel Falcon. She thought she was sensible when she told him his dreams of being a rock star would get him nowhere, but now that he’s a rock god and her career is stagnant, she realizes just how wrong she was. When Noel hires the marketing company where Lane is an intern, she’s forced to see him again. If she wants to land her dream job as executive within the company, she has to win him over and secure his account. Too bad Noel is still pissed at her for breaking his heart. When Lane’s company flies her to a Black Falcon concert to gain Noel’s attention, emotions run high the moment she sees him and realizes she’s far from over him. But Noel’s countless trysts with groupies and his cocky attitude make Lane believe he isn’t the same guy she once loved—now he seems to only want her body. Then after Lane discloses she needs him to procure a job, Noel proves he’s a changed man by forcing her to go on the road with him in order to get it. After Lane reluctantly takes Noel up on his offer, she becomes willing to do whatever it takes to keep him satisfied, even if it means succumbing to his seductive ways. Lane soon finds deception is a dangerous game and she’s not the only one playing.

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This book was Awesome with a capital A. I Loved it and just could not put it down. it’s sexy and wild and totally out of control at times. warning if you pick this up make sure you have time to read the whole thing because if you don’t, you be thinking about it until you can start reading it again. This book was an emotional ride with ups and downs , twist and turns that you don’t see coming but know something is going to happen you just don’t know when.

Lanie Vance is an intern for a marketing firm in New York. while she’s sitting in on a meeting with her hopeful to be new boss, she gets roped into a job she is scared of doing. the job involves seeing someone from her past that she left behind. Noel Falcon of the Black Falcon Rock Band. She still loves him and that’s why she doesn’t think this is a good idea. She’s amazing, talented and loves wholeheartedly but refuses to be pushed around. She is also insecure and feels like she is second best in everything, but she will surprise you.

Noel Falcon is self-centered, a smug greedy bastard, and thinks he always gets what he wants and he wants lanie back. He is sneaky and does things that you won’t believe until you read it. he is also the sweetest, and most gentle person you could meet. i know a total contradiction right but i’m being serious what he shows other people is fake and a mask. but in reality he seems just a vulnerable as lanie feels.

I highly recommend this book. it will surprise you, arouse you, make you cry and your heart ache. but it will also bring you one fantastic story that everyone needs to read. thank you for reading my review and again GET THIS BOOK!!!

My Rating: 5 STARS


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Rock My Bed (Black Falcon Book 2)

Rock My World (Black Falcon Series Novella 2.5)

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Rock My Body (Black Falcon, #4)

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Book Three in The Vegas Aces Series. This book can be read as a standalone but is best if you know all of the characters from the previous two books.

Donnie Jennings has a lifestyle most men only dream of—a life full of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. In his eyes, there’s not much more he could ever want than banging drums and banging groupies. But what will happen when his bandmates find love and he’s left behind? What will happen when the tour ends and he’s left all alone?

He’ll hit rock bottom.

Nora Storm has a job that requires her to be tough. Day in and day out, she deals with heartache and pain, bringing home a measly paycheck for her efforts. When credit card debt consumes her, she picks up a second job—one that would make her momma blush if she were still alive, but at least she doesn’t have to run back to Daddy for help. She’s a grown woman and will own up to her responsibilities. But will being responsible take a toll on her wellbeing?

She’ll take control.

When a chance encounter brings Donnie and Nora together, they quickly realize that they know each other from their past, and a storm begins to brew. As loneliness and despair start to overwhelm The Aces’ bad-boy drummer, Nora steps in, hell-bent on saving him from himself. Her claws come out when she has to also protect him from everyone else. Paparazzi. Groupies. His father.

They’ll join forces.

Together, Donnie and Nora form a Bonnie and Clyde relationship of sorts and find themselves running desperately from a storm determined to destroy them.

Will these two find a way to be together forever?
Or will dark clouds engulf them and blow away their chance at a happy ending?



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I absolutely love this book. I recommend the entire series to everyone. My good friend k. Webster let me beta read this book for her and I’m so happy she did because it was amazing.

You first meet Donnie in Rock Country which is the first book of this series. He is funny and loves making music. Did I mention he’s a drumming genius and he plays the piano like nobody’s business. He loves his friends and his career as the drummer for the Vegas Aces. He helps out one of his friends in the first book with the help of a 911 operator. He called her Lady. They meet again later but don’t know who each other are or where they meet before.

Nora is an amazing woman she helps people everyday as a 911 operator. She’s kind, loving, and try’s her hardest to save everyone. When she loves someone she stands by their side no matter what and stands up for them against anyone trying to hurt them or bring them down.

They are so sweet together and make an amazing team. They really are meant to be together. This book will make you cry, make you happy, and get your heart pumping fast. You will not be able to put this book down. I highly suggest reading the whole series because let’s face it, it’s freaking awesome!!!!

My Rating: 5 STARS



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Rock Bottom (The Vegas Aces Series Book 3)

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I’ve been remade four times in my life.
It is a distinct feeling. Impossible to mistake. The very marked sensation of being unraveled and reknit into a new thing, a new person. It can be good or bad, helpful or harmful, but above all, it is unstoppable.
I was remade when my parents died, went from a happy childhood, into navigating a very dark world, with endless responsibilities, surrounded by enemies, and despairingly alone.
It happened again at the hands of a cowardly predator. I’d become angrier with that one, more cynical, and it undoubtedly turned me into the kinky f**k I was today.
The third happened swiftly. One day I looked up into a pair of pale blue eyes and saw the other half of my soul. Checkmate. I went from a completely controlled existence, a life where I made every decision with cold calculation, to a man overcome with feelings and emotions that were foreign but somehow wonderful.
And all too soon after that cataclysmic change was this fourth one, this one where I begged a God I’d never entertained to spare the life of a woman that I could not live without.
Follow all of the characters from the Up in the Air universe in the years after the trilogy, with POVs from James, Stephan, Frankie, Tristan, and Akira.
This book is intended for readers 18 and up.
It was some endless span of time later, after the shooting.
Weeks that felt like ages. Time I’d spent agonizing and worrying.
I’d adjusted almost completely to working from home, as I wouldn’t even consider leaving her side while she recovered. My businesses suffered through some minor hiccups for this, but nothing catastrophic. All of it had become rather relative, besides.
So what if a few other people helped me run things, and I lost control over some of the minute details that used to consume me? I couldn’t even recall why it was so important to manage it all myself anymore.
What was the worst that could be happen? I’d become slightly less filthy rich?
We were dining privately, and Bianca was being very quiet. Too quiet. She was up in her own head again, though her worries were always the polar opposite of mine.
She worried about me. My stress levels, my lack of sleep, my unmet needs.
It was a difficult thing to grow accustomed to, as I couldn’t remember the last time, pre-Bianca, that someone fretted over me.
Not since my mother, I supposed.
She cleared her throat and brought her level stare to meet my troubled one.
“I heard you talking on the phone earlier, to your Detroit manager. It sounded as though the situation would best be handled if you went there in person. I think you should do it. You can’t stay home with me forever. I’m perfectly self-sufficient now, and even if I wasn’t, I have Stephan and Javier next door, not to mention all of the staff.”
I didn’t even consider it. She may have been ready for that, but I was not.
“Maybe in a week or two,” I told her, not meaning it, but using it as a subject ender.
I went back to my food, feeling her presence acutely to my left. I was a focused man, but I could not be in a room with Bianca without at least half of my attention on her at all times.
Her presence was a great gaping void in my concentration—my ultimate distraction.
I caught her sigh out of the corner of my eye and turned my attention on her fully.
She set down her utensils, sitting back in her chair.
“Was it not to your liking?” I asked her, eyeing up her barely touched dinner. She’d finished only about a third of her filet and less than half of her vegetables.
“It was very good. I just wasn’t that hungry. I think you actually need to expend energy to work up an appetite.”
The words hungry and appetite coming out of her succulent mouth with that soft voice of hers was enough to make me hard, though it was a fact that it didn’t take much these days.
I looked at her, keeping my eyes squarely on her face.
I’d taken one look at the little dress she was wearing earlier and decided wisely not to look at it again.
My control was hanging on by the thinnest thread, and that dress, or more specifically, the body it revealed more than clothed, was more provocative than I could stand.
It was overkill, really.
Inflammatory, when I was already on fire.
Still, if I let my mind wander for even a second, I could picture it perfectly—her body in that dress.
It was palest peach, a lovely color on her, feminine and loose, with ruffles at the neck and hem, and so minuscule that it could have been a shirt. I had to force my mind away from any thoughts about her long, bare legs in it.
It also exposed nearly her entire back, just one T shaped strap all that covered her from her shoulder to the little dimples above her ass, which was torment for all kinds of reasons, one being that her back drove me mindless, the other being that it meant she was braless, and that drove me from mindless to madness incarnate.
The neckline was decent enough, but the sides of the dress were cut severely, on account of the back, leaving the sides of both breasts exposed, so much so that the wrong movement could slip her clean out of it.
I took a few deep, grounding breaths for control.
I allowed myself one brief glance at her bare neck. Her choker was locked away, since the injury.
The sight of her neck without it always made my fingers twitch restlessly.
This also brought my mind to other things she’d lost during her long hospital stay.
Like both of her nipple piercings, which brought my mind to her breasts, the absolute last place it needed to go.
In spite of myself, I glanced at the white skin of one rounded tit where it nearly spilled out of the side of that damned dress.
And felt myself begin to shake.
I looked away, setting down my fork and knife, attempting to hide the fine tremor that ran through the entire length of me, and seemed to be most apparent in my hands.
“James,” she said, voice quiet and solemn, almost chiding, like she knew what afflicted me.
Like she held the cure if only I’d reach for it.
She did, of course, but I wouldn’t let myself reach. Not yet.
It was too soon.
She’d nearly died and needed time to recover, time unsullied by my selfish, unquenchable need.
I didn’t look at her directly, but needless to say, I was still hyper aware of it when she stood and moved to stand at my side.
I took in a deep breath, then let it out, calming myself and taking her in all at once.
She touched the top of my head lightly with her elegant fingers. “Oh, James,” she sighed, tone gentle enough to make me ache.
She stroked her hand into my hair, gripped it lightly, and started to pull.
She leaned forward, pressing my tense head to her soft bosom.
I shut my eyes tight.
The image of me putting my ravenous self on her wounded self was a crystal clear picture in my head.
Obsessively, repetitively, day and night, asleep or awake, I pictured this.
It was very nearly too much to bear; this voracious, prodigious need of mine.
I’d not gone through a celibate stage like this since I’d become sexually active, back in my teens. In the beginning of our relationship, when Bianca had left me, I’d come close, but this spell had since outlasted that one.
It was an ordeal.
I jerked off at least five times a day, to cope with the readjustment, but it was about as satisfactory as eating cardboard instead of steak.
My traitorous hands moved to grip the bare backs of her thighs, keeping her leaning against me.
After one inflamed, torturous moment, I tore myself away.
She let me go, moving back to her seat.
I looked at her, making my gaze go to the bandaged side of her face, which I usually avoided, but not now, because I needed that reminder of why I had to put her needs before my own.
Her injury was still dressed from the latest round of reconstructive surgery, covering one side of her face from cheekbone to jaw.
It was a sobering sight, not because it was grisly, in fact I couldn’t even see the actual wound, it was covered so thoroughly, but because it was a stark and clear reminder of what had almost happened.
That reminder was dampening, which was what I needed at the moment.
I finished eating, and Bianca quietly excused herself.
I knew where she was going, and I forced myself to move in the opposite direction.
If I followed her to her painting studio, watched her work on and around a canvas in that fucking dress, I’d surely snap, and lose all restraint.
She was not recovered enough for my unrestrained self.
I tried not to follow her, to hover, as that was not what she wanted, but it was a constant struggle against myself not to check in on her.
Instead, I took up residence in my home office and attempted to work.
That lasted all of thirty seconds.
That fast and my mind was wandering back to her, and back to the image of my ravenous self on her recovering self, and I recalled rather urgently that I was do for another jerk off session.
I had just pulled my erection from the oppressive confines of my pants when my office door opened with no preamble.
This was unusual. Bianca never came to my office.
She stepped inside, then shut the door behind her, not looking even slightly surprised at what I’d been up to, while I found myself flushing in embarrassment.
Her eyes were unflinching on mine as she approached.
I’d pushed my chair back from the desk in preparation for my after dinner jerk session. There was enough space between for her to fit.
She did, facing me and leaning back until her ass was perched right on the edge.
I raised my desperate eyes to her devastating ones.
Our gazes never wavered as, at the bottom of my vision, she lifted her wispy little dress up to bare herself.
With a sigh of defeat, I let myself look, but only for the briefest moment.
No panties, as I’d suspected.
My eyes, as they returned to hers, were pleading now.
I couldn’t fight her and myself.
Myself was bad enough, but I’d never been any match for her.
Not for one lovesick second since the first time I’d set eyes on her.
“You need more recovery time, Love,” I told her, voice desperate, heart pounding.
“Shh,” she soothed, holding her arms out for me, her skirt falling back down to barely cover the essentials.
With a shudder, I moved into her, sliding my chair close between her legs. I rested my cheek on her soft, bare thigh and attempted and failed to hold onto any vague shred of my once dependable control.
She stroked her fingers through my hair.
It wasn’t long before I raised my head to take her in again. “Grip the edge of the desk with your hands,” I told her roughly, unsteady hands lifting her skirt, letting myself look my fill at last.
“I’m off the painkillers,” she told me.
My eyes jerked to hers, nostrils flaring as I caught what she meant me to. We both knew I wouldn’t touch her impaired.
“Why?” I asked, just to be sure.
“I don’t like them, and the pain is manageable.”
“You can’t do that. You can’t make yourself suffer on my account.”
“Don’t put this on yourself. This is how I’ve always been. I never could stand to take pain medication, no matter the reason, so as soon as it becomes bearable, I stop.”
I shut my eyes tight and took a deep breath, so torn I was doubting myself.
“Please, Mr. Cavendish,” she breathed.
She was ruthless.
I was lost.
I turned my head, burrowing my face between her legs, tasting her.
My moan was almost loud enough to drown out hers.
A taste turned into a feast and I lapped at her, one hand pinching the tip of my cock to hold off on coming as my other hand delved between her thighs to finger her.
She came undone fast, thank God, as I jammed two fingers into her and pushed my tongue repeatedly against the swollen nub of her clit.
I pulled my face away to look at her as my hands went still, stopping her on the brink.
I didn’t have to tell her. She knew what to do.
She begged.
R.K. Lilley lives in Colorado with her husband and their two beautiful sons. She’s had a lot of interesting jobs, from being a first class flight attendant, to being a stablehand, but swears she never knew what hard work was until she had children. She’s been addicted to both reading and writing fiction since she can remember. She loves to travel, read, hike, paint, game, watch anime, and make the most of every single day. She is the author of the erotic romance novels In Flight, Mile High, Grounded, and the novella, Lana.
IN FLIGHT (Up in the Air #1)
MILE HIGH (Up in the Air #2)
GROUNDED (Up in the Air #3)
LANA (Novella)
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By:  Carly Phillips






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Decklan Dare knows about the unexpected loss of loved ones and for this reason, he values control in all areas of his life. Amanda Collins enjoys the freedom she finds in casual encounters without the emotional connection a relationship brings. They meet and their physical attraction is mutual but both experience feelings that could run deeper – if they drop their guard and let each other in. Decklan is first to trust, but when he discovers the secret Amanda’s been hiding, will he forgive? Or will he rebuild every wall before she has a chance to explain?



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This is the last book in the series Dare to Love at this time.

I love cops and Decklan Dare did it for me.  I thought Gabriel was hot, Decklan is HOTTER; I even love his name.  This storyline was awesome, they admired each other from afar for a long time and then got together to make each other happy, I love that type of storyline.  You never know when someone could be admiring you from afar and afraid to make a move.  Amanda has issues and baggage of her own, who doesn’t?  Decklan didn’t care; he had his own of course.  I thought Amanda was an awesome character in this story, very loyal to her best friend and the secrets she had to keep were huge.  I wasn’t sure Decklan would come around, but he did and in a major way.  I really love how he was with his family and Amanda fit right in.  I really hope we see more of these characters in books to come.


MY RATING:  4 Stars



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 Here are the other books in the series ~

Dare to Love (Volume 1)

Dare to Desire (Dare to Love) (Volume 2)

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Review Of Night Fury: First Act 

By: Belle Aurora






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My name is Catarina.
Or, that’s who I was christened to be, anyways.
I live in a convent. I am a nun in training. A postulant.
I am eighteen years old.

I am a predator.
No one is safe from me.

I am protected.

No one can get to me.

By day one way, by night another. They call on me.

My name is Catarina.
Codename: Night Fury.

No one is safe from me.

I will come for you.

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I loved this book and highly recommend it. At first I was confused about what was going on and the further I read the more things made sense. I didn’t want to put it down at all and honestly I didn’t. This is a fast-paced book. It will surprise you and get your heart pumping. I loved this book and just had to read the next one in the series too.

Catarina was giving a rough start to life. She is strong willed and cunning. I won’t say anything more because I don’t want to give anything away. There’s no fun in that. But seriously this is a must read series I absolutely loved it and i know you all will too

Rating: 5 Stars

**** this book was gifted by an author in exchange for a fair review****

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Dare to SurrenderDare to Surrender

By: Carly Phillips




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After ending a relationship to a cheating, domineering man, Isabelle Masters takes off in her leased Mercedes, only to be arrested for grand theft auto and hauled to a local police station. To her surprise, she is rescued by the most unlikely person possible, Gabriel Dare, a man she’s been attracted to for far too long. Gabe offers Isabelle freedom along with an invitation to Eden, an exclusive island resort where everything and anything is possible.

Although Gabe yearns to possess Isabelle, he knows all too well he must fight his primitive need to bind her to him, and instead help bring out the independent woman she yearns to become – or risk losing her for good.

A woman who needs to run her own life. An Alpha man who needs to exert control. Can she surrender to his demands without losing her sense of self once more?


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Well I have to admit I wasn’t sure about this book going in.  When I saw it was based on a cousin that we were introduced to in the last book (Dare to Desire) I was a little disappointed.  I was really hoping that she would continue the series with the siblings of Ian and Alex, but as usual she makes me realize why she’s the writer and I’m not.  LOL.  Gabriel Dare is H-O-T.  I have this vision in my head of what he might look and sound like and holy moly I want MORE, and please tell me how to get to Eden because it sounds AMAZING!  Sorry, I got off track there for a minute.  Now back to my review ~  When Isabelle left her douche-bag boyfriend (kudo’s by the way!) and found herself arrested and sitting in the police department I really thought this book was going to go in a different direction.  Have I said how H-O-T Gabriel Dare is (sigh)?  Man, he and Isabelle are really good together.  They admired each other from afar and once together they were smokin’.  Carly does it again with the sweetest HEA ending with a wonderful little twist.

This book was written as part of the Invitation to Eden series, written by 27 of the biggest names in romance.  It can be read as a stand-alone book so don’t worry if you haven’t read the others.  If you would like to check out the other books in the Invitation to Eden series, here’s the link http://www.invitationtoeden.com/books/.


MY RATING:  4 Stars



Dare to Surrender (Dare to Love) (Volume 3)


 Here are the other books in the series ~

Dare to Love (Volume 1)Dare to Desire (Dare to Love) (Volume 2)

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