Thursday, April 16, 2015

Making Faces by Amy Harmon

Rating: 5 Stars

Title: Making Faces
Author:  Amy Harmon
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Genre:  Contemporary Romance

Length: 320 Pages   

Summary :  

Ambrose Young was beautiful. He was tall and muscular, with hair that touched his shoulders and eyes that burned right through you. The kind of beautiful that graced the covers of romance novels, and Fern Taylor would know. She'd been reading them since she was thirteen. But maybe because he was so beautiful he was never someone Fern thought she could have...until he wasn't beautiful anymore. Making Faces is the story of a small town where five young men go off to war, and only one comes back. It is the story of loss. Collective loss, individual loss, loss of beauty, loss of life, loss of identity. It is the tale of one girl's love for a broken boy and a wounded warrior's love for an unremarkable girl. This is a story of friendship that overcomes heartache, heroism that defies the common definitions, and a modern tale of Beauty and the Beast, where we discover that there is a little beauty and a little beast in all of us.


I just finished this book and I LOVED IT! If I'm being honest, I had read a couple of the reviews, which I don't normally do, and they were complaining about the religious aspect of the book being shoved down their throats. I'm not really a religious person so I was a little worried about whether or not I would like it. I didn't feel like this book was like that at all. I mean, sure, there was a few mentions here and there but Fern's father is a pastor, so it wasn't like it was out of left field or anything. That said, it wasn't done in an in your face type of way at all. I wouldn't qualify this as a Christian book or a spiritual/religious book.

This isn't the typical romance that I'm used to reading these days, where boy meets girl, they fall madly in love and then fight the rest of the book to stay together. Or even fight to stay away from each other. This one follows a boy and a girl through some of their high school and post high school years as they learn what life is about and some valuable lessons along the way. This book is about more than the love story. It's about a small town and the people that live there. It's about friends and stereotypes and relationships. It's about self-image, expectations and overcoming. It's about life and how it isn't always perfect, it is in fact, sometimes downright awful, but you persevere and you do what you have to do to live the life you want. It's about the journey.

I think that overall, Ambrose grew more as a character. Fern and Bailey were both fairly well-adjusted characters that knew who they were. I think Fern had some growing to do yet, even at the end. I do think she had started her journey towards the end but I got the feeling that she would get there. There is an explanation for this in the book though, that makes total sense. 
I love the poem that Fern writes. It is so fitting for her, for Ambrose and for Bailey. Oh and I adored Bailey. His attitude and outlook about life despite his limitations is so inspiring and, frankly, typical of a lot of people that I've known that had life altering limitations.

Tissue warning!! Have a box handy. That's all I'm gonna say.

This is a book that will stay with me and will absolutely be a keeper for me. It's one I will come back to and re-read. And I get to see Ms. Harmon at the Cleveland book signing next weekend....can't wait to get this one signed!

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Sunday, April 12, 2015

Happy Release Day to Jani Kay with Gods & Monsters

Happy Release Day to Jani Kay with Gods & Monsters, Book Three of the Scorpio Stinger Series. Check out Cobra & Mia’s Story.

BOOK: Gods & Monsters
AUTHOR: Jani Kay
SERIES: Scorpio Stinger MC – Book Three
RELEASE DATE: April 13th, 2015

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 I never look in a mirror. I don’t need to. If I want to see what I look like, I just look at my twin. Daemon and I are identical in every way — from the outside. That’s where it ends.
Born five minutes after me, my brother hates that he came second. It irks him that I breathed life into my lungs first. Ever since he’s been trying to steal everything I have. Everything I love.
To own it first.
Until the day I, Cobra Malone, become president of the Scorpio Stinger MC. I throw him out like the garbage he is. Rotten filth won’t be able to taunt me any longer.
How wrong I am.
Evil knows no barriers. It stops at nothing. It won’t rest until it gets what it wants. And he wants what is mine. MINE. He wants my woman. My air. My reason for living.
I’ll die before I let him take Mia from me.
Will this be a battle to the end? Till the last man is left standing?
When two wills this strong clash, there will be chaos . . . and blood.
Who will win? The God or The Monster?


4.5 for me! This book was well worth the wait! Just from reading the prologue I had chills. I honestly didn't want to do anything but finish this book once I started. This book has some issues that will hit close to home for some people but it's so well written and it's such an integral part of the book that it had to be in there. 

It breaks your heart to see how Mia grew up and I just wanted to give her a hug. You get to see how Cobra reacts to her from the get go. You also get to see how Cobra looks at Mia which makes you look at your significant other and go they still look at me like that? 

You get to feel the brotherly love that this club has for each other. Is anything too much to ask of a brother? Is there a line that they wouldn't cross? 

Daemon/Demon ugh wow. Just wow. They sure did name him right. I can't even imagine having him as a brother. 

Scorpio Stinger MC Reading Order

Ryder - Prequel Book #0.5
Two Worlds Colliding Book #1
Unchain My Heart Book #2
A Biker Christmas Novella Book #2.5
Gods & Monsters Book #3 Add To Goodreads
Tormented Book #4 Add To Goodreads


Meet Jani Kay

Jani has been married for a long time to a special man, and her two children and their partners are the sunshine in her life. She is a voracious reader and would spend her last dollar on a book - always fascinated that for the mere price of a book, she can escape her world for a while and see through someone else's eyes.

Besides reading, her favorite 'thing' is traveling - she has traveled the world, learning about the ways people live and has come to the realization that no matter where we live, we all ultimately want the same things. Her hobby - Scrapbooking - keeps her up till way after midnight and her usual subjects are her family and her travels.

Ever since she can remember, Jani wanted to write stories about people, about their lives and loves. Relationships and Happiness - arguably the most difficult things to master in life and yet exactly what everyone ultimately desires (in her humble opinion).

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Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Deep by Kylie Scott Blog Tour

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Positive. With two little lines on a pregnancy test, everything in Lizzy Rollins' ordinary life is about to change forever. And all because of one big mistake in Vegas with Ben Nicholson, the irresistibly sexy bass player for Stage Dive. So what if Ben's the only man she's ever met who can make her feel completely safe, cherished, and out of control with desire at the same time? Lizzy knows the gorgeous rock star isn't looking for anything more permanent than a good time, no matter how much she wishes differently.

Ben knows Lizzy is off limits. Completely and utterly. She's his best friend's little sister now, and no matter how hot the chemistry is between them, no matter how sweet and sexy she is, he's not going to go there. But when Ben is forced to keep the one girl he's always had a weakness for out of trouble in Sin City, he quickly learns that what happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay there. Now he and Lizzie are connected in the deepest way possible...but will it lead to a connection of the heart?

His laughter, it didn’t really sound the smallest bit amused. “Christ. You’re done here.”
Ah, no. I’m actually not. Now see, this is where we have a problem.” I folded my arms. Then unfolded them because like fuck I’d look defensive. He was the one in the wrong, not me. “You’re not prepared to take me, or my feelings, seriously. What you want is to hide away in Mr. Too Cool for Commitment land and just play with my affections when it suits you. Okay, I’ve accepted that. But none of that means it’s okay for you to come in here and act like you’re the boss of me. None of it.”
That so?” he asked, leaning down so that we were almost nose to nose.
That’s so, baby.” I play-punched him in the shoulder, which it should be noted, I barely came up to. Okay, so maybe the alcohol on a mostly empty stomach had made me slightly/lots braver/sillier. “So why don’t you take your little caveman jealous tantrum bullshit somewhere else. See, I do this funny thing I like to refer to as whatever the fuck I want. Understand?”
He just stared.
And as pretty as you are with your beard and your muscles, you are too damn tricky and . . . complicated and shit for me.”
I am?”
Yes, you are. Are you finally seeing my point here?”
You bet.”

Excellent. So take your hotness elsewhere, kind sir. I want no part of it!” Huh. I had so told him. Drunken bravado was the best.

>Stage Dive Series Reading Order
Lick (Book One)

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Lead (Book Three)

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Deep (Book Four)

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Kylie is a long time fan of erotic love stories and B-grade horror films. She demands a happy ending and if blood and carnage occur along the way then all the better. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

Kylie is represented by Amy Tannenbaum at the Jane Rotrosen Agency, New York.

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Sunday, March 29, 2015

DECLAN by Ava Manello Out Now (Giveaway at bottom of page)

Book: Declan
Series: Wounded Heroes #1
Genre: Military/Suspense Romance
Author: Ava Manello
Cover: Margreet Assleburgs
Hosted by: Francessca’s Romance Reviews


War almost destroyed them, but they survived thanks to their brother in arms Declan.

Coming home wasn't as sweet as they'd hoped, lives had moved on without them. For one it was all too much.

United by grief and angered by injustice the Wounded Heroes vow to always be there for each other.

Little do they know that's going to come sooner rather than later.


The touch of my fingers sends a small tremor through her.  I try to keep the massage firm, yet tender.  I can already see some of the tension leaving her body.  She groans as I knead the hard knot at the base of her neck.  This past week has been a living nightmare for all of us, but especially her and the stress has really knotted her neck and shoulders.

My hands leave her skin for a moment as I reach for more body lotion. She moans in protest.  There’s a delicate hint of coconut in the air as I warm it in my hands before applying it at the base of her spine.

I knead up and down her back, leaving a trail of warmth where I’ve passed.  I can feel my cock twitching in my tight boxer briefs, begging to be let loose.  It’s been too long since I allowed myself that particular pleasure.  After everything that’s happened I wasn’t sure it would show interest in sex again, I’m pleased that it is, but I can’t. Not here. Not now.

Georgia is laying face down underneath me, dressed only in skimpy briefs so that I can massage her back.  My legs are astride hers and I’m pretty sure she can feel my cock pushing against her.  She says nothing though.

How the fuck did I find myself here? On this bed and in this position?  This is my friend’s widow for fucks sake.  I need to show him some respect.  I need to remember the man that he was, not the shell he had become.  He sank so low that there was no coming back.  That’s why I’m here.  We buried him today, so the last place I should be right now is in his widow’s bed.

I couldn’t ignore Georgia’s scream though as she’d woken from a nightmare, or the fat tears rolling down her face. She’s too young to be a widow; she’s not even forty. She has her whole life ahead of her.  I’d consoled her by drawing her into my arms, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling her close.  She’d whimpered when my hand touched her back.  The downside of living with Max for these past few months had been the abuse.  She may have outgrown most of the bruises but the residual pain was still there.

I’d offered her a back rub in my innocence, and that’s how I came to find myself here now, sitting on top of her and desperately begging my cock to go back into its usual state of stupor.

There’s something sensuous about caressing a woman’s skin, and it’s turning me on.  As awful as it sounds it helps that I can’t see Georgia’s face.  I couldn’t do this if I looked her in the eye.  I need to just pretend she’s some anonymous stranger if I’ve any chance of getting through the rest of this night.

Georgia moans as I release a particularly deep knot in her shoulder, but it sounds more like a moan of passion than relief.

“Declan,” she pleads. “I need you.  I need this.” She whimpers.

“I can’t.” I whisper back. “I can’t do it to Max.” I apologise.

“Fuck Max.” She hisses.  “He didn’t give a shit about either of us these past few months. I need this.” She pauses. “And from the feel of your cock digging into my ass you need it too.” She reasons.

She’s right. I do need it.  But I can’t.

“I can’t look you in the eye.” I apologise.

“Then don’t.” She reasons.  She reaches down behind her, pulling her almost non-existent underwear down and raising her ass slightly.  I can see her glistening pussy. She’s wet for me and I know for sure that my cock is hard for her.

I dismiss the guilt from my mind and release myself from my boxer shorts.  Without allowing myself time to think about it I push into her.  Fuck! That feels so good. It feels so tight and deep.  I pause for a moment just enjoying the sensation, and Georgia lets out a loud groan of satisfaction.

“That feels fucking amazing.” She almost purrs.

Slowly I move in and out of her, each time it feels like I’ve gone deeper than the last.  Her legs are trapped together between mine by her shoved down underwear and her ass is gripping tightly to my cock as I move in and out.

She moves a hand to caress my leg. I stop her by holding her arms down.  From the satisfied moans she’s making, it’s clear she likes that.  Her face is almost hidden in the mattress, the pillow already tossed aside.  She’s got short hair, I want to grab hold of it and pull her head back each time I push into her, but it’s too short for that.  It’s just long enough to hide her face, and that’s probably a good thing. If I saw her face right now I suspect my cock would deflate faster than a popped balloon.

The only sounds in the room are the slap of flesh against flesh as my movements become stronger as do our mutual groans of pleasure.  I slap her ass sharply, and when she doesn’t protest I do it again.  She’s pushing her ass back up against me, silently begging for more.  I give it to her.

That’s when it all goes to shit.  I’m having the best sex I’ve had in months, fuck it I’m having the only sex I’ve had in months, when I hear it.

A car backfires outside and I lose it.  Suddenly I’m not in this suburban bedroom; I’m back in Afghanistan the day it happened.  I can feel the heat, taste the sand in my mouth, and hear the screams of the other guys.

I snap out of it, just in time.  My hands are round Georgia’s neck and I’m strangling her.  She can barely breathe, let alone make a sound and her face is going a shade of purple.  I release my hands quickly.

Georgia draws in a deep gulping breath of air before collapsing back down to the mattress and taking shallow breaths.

“What the fuck!” She croaks, her voice barely there and raspy.

What do I say; how the fuck do I explain the nightmare that I live constantly? I can’t.  Instead I do the most dick move possible.  I pull out of her and rush from the room without explanation.

Within minutes my bag is packed and I’m gone.  Driving to an unknown destination in the dark of the night. I didn’t even say I was sorry.

I’m not sure where to go so I just drive.  I’m not fit to be around normal people.  Something broke in me out in Afghanistan, and I’m not sure I can ever be mended.

So I drive, and wait to see where the road takes me.

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