13 cover reveal!

Today we have the cover reveal of 13 by Rhonda James! We are so excited to share this sexy new romance with you! Check it out and pre-order your copy today!

Title: 13

Author: Rhonda James

Gennre: Contemporary Romance

Release Day: May 11th

About 13:

“Fake it till you make it.”

A notion I once considered utterly ridiculous. Until one crazy night with a mysterious man resulted in a social media frenzy that had the entire entertainment industry talking.

Seems a fake marriage was just what my career needed to make Hollywood come knocking.

Convincing him to continue the charade was almost too easy. The chemistry between us made it impossible to keep my hands to myself. But it was all just pretend, right? Love was never in the script.

That is, until he re-wrote it.

13 Reasons You Should Stay:

  1. I’m crazy about you
  2. I make you laugh
  3. You totally dig me

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Exclusive Excerpt:

 

Later that evening, I was in bed watching television when I heard a knock on my door. Two short raps before the door eased open and Sophie entered. Once inside, she leaned back against the wood and offered a small smile. Wearing only a long cotton shirt and fuzzy thigh high socks, she looked as though she was already dressed for bed.

Why she came to my room at one in the morning—dressed this way—was anybody’s guess. Though, I had my suspicions.

Now that she was inside she fidgeted as if she was nervous. Like she might be having second thoughts. It wouldn’t surprise me if she turned tail and ran.

If I’d learned anything in my short time of knowing her, Sophie was a runner. I wasn’t worried, though. Something about the way she looked at me told me that—no matter how scared—her desire to be near me far outweighed those fears.

Hands behind my head. Confident and totally relaxed. I allowed my gaze to travel the length of her petite frame, lingering a little longer on her naked thighs. The same thighs I’d had my hands on only a week ago.

Fucking. Beautiful.

I tried playing it cool.

“You lost?”

“Hardly,” she scoffed. Fussing with the hem of her shirt, “I just…I was hoping maybe we could talk.”

I studied her once more. Face scrubbed free of makeup. Blonde hair piled on top of her head. Smooth, kissable skin. She caught me checking her out and tipped her head coyly and smiled.

In that moment I knew that, if given the chance, this girl could destroy me.

Then again, they say every man had his kryptonite.

In a few short days it seemed as though Sophie Banks had become mine.

“Sure. I guess. What did you want to talk about?”

Sophie nibbled on her lip. Gaze darting between me and the door. Waiting.

Reading her cues, I shifted over on the bed and patted the space beside me. Inviting her to join me.

She wasted no time crawling up the mattress and snuggling under the crook of my arm. Making herself at home.

Two words: Perfect. Fit.

I buried my nose in her hair and took a deep breath.

God, she smelled amazing. Like lavender and honey.

“What’s up?” I pressed.

“I had a nice time tonight,” she admitted quietly. “Dinner was yummy, too. Then, the walk on the beach was…nice.”

I got the impression she was stalling. While I was all for laying next to her and shooting the shit, I also wanted her to feel comfortable asking me anything because it was obvious she had something specific on her mind.

“I had a nice time too, Tiny, but why do I get the feeling that isn’t the only thing on your mind?”

She raised herself up on one elbow and studied my face. For a few moments we sat in silence.

It was hard to not be distracted by all the tanned skin on display. My eyes were immediately drawn to the way the collar of her shirt draped over one shoulder, revealing the column of her neck and the smooth line of her collarbone. I wanted to dip my head and kiss a path from the tip of her shoulder to the lobe of her right ear. As if that wasn’t enough to test me, her creamy thighs rested mere inches from my hand. A hand itching to stroke them. Tease the soft skin of her inner thigh with one finger tip until her legs parted. Granting access to the heated area nestled between them.

Deep breaths, dude. Don’t let her see how turned on you are. She didn’t come here for sex.

“I need a favor.”

Please let it be sexual.

“Remember the whole wedding thing?” She asked innocently. I gave her a look and she squirmed beside me. “Well, the next day my agent called. Apparently he’s been getting a lot of calls. Casting directors are taking notice.”

“I don’t understand. What does that post have to do with any of this?”

“It seems they like the idea of me being married. I guess it makes me seem more stable in their eyes.”

“Stable?” I asked, still not making the connection.

Sophie sighed a heavy sigh and pushed herself up to a seated position.

“Last year I was a contestant on a reality show. While I was in the contestant house I did some things. Things I’m not entirely proud of. I guess my actions left a bad taste in many people’s mouths. The kind of people who make decisions for struggling actors such as myself. They considered me a loose cannon and my career has suffered from that lack in judgement. So, the fact they’re calling now is a pretty big deal.”

“That’s great news. Right?”

“I suppose.” She picked aimlessly at her socks and avoided looking me directly in the eye. “My agent thinks it would be best if I continued the charade. He believes that by posting more photos, and appearing in public together—as a couple—people will see that we are really in love.”

My eyebrows shot up to my hairline. “We?”

“Of course, ‘we,’” she smacked at my arm, “you’re the guy in the photo. It’s not as if I can go out and find another guy who looks like you and would be willing to play the part of my fake husband. I mean, I could, but that would take too much time. Time I don’t have.”

“But we’re not actually ’in love.’” I held up my fingers and made air quotes. “Something about this doesn’t feel right. How will our pretending convince these people of anything? I’m not so sure I like the idea of you being someone’s pet project,” I grumbled.

“I appreciate you trying to protect me, but I think you’re forgetting that I’m an actress. I’ve spent years portraying someone I’m not. Besides, in this case love is just an illusion. All we have to do is stage the photos properly and people will read into it what they want.”

My hand brushed across her thigh and she shivered at my touch. Scooting closer, she leaned forward. bracing her palms on the mattress.

From this angle I could see down her shirt. See the valley between her breasts. Breasts that weren’t too big or too small. Just the right size for my palm. Dark nipples, erect and begging to be licked and sucked.

“What do you say? Are you up for playing the part of my husband a little longer? I’d be willing to pay you, if that would help sway your decision.”

“Fuck that,” I growled. Tore my gaze away. “No way in hell I’m letting you pay me to pretend to be in love with you.”

“You have to let me offer you something. Please, Jared. I can’t do this without you.”

When she peered up at me with those magnificent blue eyes, how could I say no? Hollywood was the dream of every aspiring actress. If all it took to make her happy was continuing the charade, consider me a married man.

“Aw, shucks. What the hell. I mean, it’ll be a burden but I think I can tough it out. Unless a better offer comes along,” I leaned back on my arm and dropped her a wink.

“Oh, you are so smug.” She swatted at my chest, laughing. “Thank you. This means everything to me.”

I bopped the tip of her nose with my finger, “No problem, Tiny.”

And it really wouldn’t be a hardship.

In reality it was a win-win.

She would get her ‘husband.’

I’d walk away with an endless supply of one on one time and an excuse to kiss her whenever I wanted.

But I drew the line at her paying me.

What the fuck was that about anyhow?

It was as if she was oblivious to my attraction to her. Either that or she wasn’t interested—a notion I found hard to believe.

She’d looked so cute when she asked. Nervous. Stumbling over her words as if she was actually afraid I would turn her down. As if I could. Based on the reason for her request, I could understand why it had been hard for her to ask. What she failed to understand was I had been on board with this crazy scheme from the beginning. Seriously, how hard could it be? Pose for a few pictures. When we were together in public we needed to pretend we were crazy hot for each other. Pfft. Like that was going to be a challenge. One look at her and I had a raging boner. Pretending to want her would not be a stretch.

“Question,” she announced out of the blue. “Since you’re my ‘husband’ and all, what should I call you? What I mean is, I met you as Jared but your friends call you Hawk. I’ll admit I feel a little left out. If we’re going to do this I want to be part of your world. I really want us to be friends.”

Friends.

I reached up, threading my fingers with hers. “Friends? Is that all? I only ask because that first night I felt a connection between us. If we’re going to be spending all this time together I think it’d be a shame not to act on that attraction at some point in time. Don’t you?”

I’m going to pause right here and make it known that in no way did I mean I wanted to bang her right then and there. Something inside told me right now she was far too vulnerable. If we fucked now it’d be like me taking advantage of her. But my sassy, southern sweetheart seemed to have other plans. Plans that included a lot of kissing. And a helluva lot of body parts touching.

“You have no idea how happy I am you said that first,” she declared breathlessly.

With Ninja-like moves, Sophie stripped the blanket from my body and I couldn’t help smiling at the look on her face when she discovered I was only wearing boxers. She took her time in her appraisal. Taking in the definition of my chest and abs. By no means was I a bulky guy, but I worked out regularly. Running helped me relax. Well, that and sex. Most people wouldn’t realize, but being up on stage was an intense workout and there were nights when I played for a solid three hours, and my guitar wasn’t light—especially when I switched to playing the double neck. My muscles were long and lean, like rest of me, and her gaze paused on the bulge in my briefs. The one that grew with every second she kept staring.

I thought about my sweet Mamaw. My sisters. Baseball stats. Anything to tame the beast awakening between my legs.

Sophie licked her lips hungrily, looking as though she wanted to eat me alive. Her eyes darted from my crotch to my eyes and back to my erection. I said a silent prayer to my dick. Pleading with it to play dead, just this once. Not because I didn’t want her. God, I wanted to fuck her in the worst way. But not tonight.

Not this soon, and not like this.

I opened my mouth to tell her this was a bad idea. Tell her we should say goodnight and try this again in a week or two when she wasn’t feeling so vulnerable. Seriously? Who the fuck are you right now, dude?

She swept one leg over mine and straddled my thighs, nestling her ass just above my knees. Leaning forward, she finger walked up and down my chest. My nipples were rock hard from her touch. The pad of one finger circled the darkened areola before brushing ever so softly across my nipple. I swallowed, noting the dark blue hue of her irises. That same finger traveled higher to trace my bottom lip and on the third pass I caught it between my teeth and held on, loving the surprise in her eyes.

I rose to meet her. Hands on her back, drawing her body flush with mine. Eyes closed, our mouths crashed together in a kiss of utter desperation. Wanton need coursed through my veins as the tip of her tongue languidly stroked my lips, seeking entry. They parted on pure instinct, making room for her welcomed intrusion. She tasted so damn good. Like something I had never tasted but would crave for the rest of my days. Her greedy tongue felt like silk in my mouth. Soft and slick. Eager as fuck. I couldn’t help thinking how amazing it would feel to have that tongue wrapped around my erect cock, milking me until I had nothing left to offer.

My hand went to the back of her head. Fingers buried in her disheveled hair. I could see her nipples through her shirt. The little pebbles rubbed against the cotton fabric that confined them. Begging to be set free. I fell back against the pillows, pulling her along with me. As we kissed she moved her hips in slow torturous circles, grinding her pussy over my rock hard and all too eager cock. Since all I had on was underwear, I could feel how wet she was beneath that silky scrap of material she called panties.

Her soft moans kept me in a trancelike state.

That’s it, Tiny. A little to the left. Yes! Right there.

Roll. Flex. Grind.

Repeat.

My hands fell to her waist, fully intent on putting an end to the seduction. But goddammit if what she was doing didn’t feel like fucking Heaven.

My mind was at war with itself.

Slip your hand inside her panties. You know she wants you to.

Don’t do it, asshole.

She’d look so hot riding your cock.

Don’t be that guy. If it’s this good now think how much better it will be if you wait.

“Fuuuck!” I opened my eyes, saw the desire in hers, and knew I was in trouble. It took every ounce of strength I possessed, but I pressed my thumbs into her flesh and got her attention. “Whoa, slow down, baby.”

It pained me to utter those words but I knew it was the right thing to do.

For now, at least.

She came back to my mouth, claiming it before I could get another word in.

I ripped my mouth away, panting hard. “Sophie, we need to stop.”

Her hands dropped to my chest as she pushed herself up, still straddling my hips, and stared down at me. Mouth open and out of breath.

“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted me.”

The vulnerability in her voice told me this was the right decision but I had a hard time tearing my gaze from her heaving chest. The way her nipples puckered against the cotton made my mouth water. I’d been picturing her naked since the moment we met. That night her dress had been so short it left little to the imagination. Tonight, with my hands on her bare thighs, pussy mere inches away, I could see the prize but I wasn’t so sure I deserved it.

I wasn’t sure I ever would.

I wanted her but I refused to take advantage of her.

Mark my words. There would be fucking in our future but my dick was going to have to earn the right to be inside her.

“I do want you. But not this way. I don’t want to rush into anything. I told you on the beach that I wanted to get to know you first. Right now it feels like the only reason you’re doing this is because you think you owe me something for coming to your rescue—which feels an awful lot like what you did on that TV show.”

That made her mad.

“This is nothing like that and what right do you have to judge me or my actions? Living in that house was emotionally taxing and Gavin was nice to me. He was the only friend I had at the time.”

Something inside me snapped. “Is that why you fucked him on national television? Because he was nice?”

Yeah, I know it was a low blow but I’d watched the video. Saw the look in her eyes. It was the same look she’d given me when I said yes. I didn’t like the idea of her thinking she owed me, or anyone for that matter, for showing kindness.

I wasn’t being kind to get in her pants. I was that way because that’s the way my Mama raised me.

Hurt shadowed her pretty face and I felt instant remorse.

“How dare you judge me. I don’t have to explain myself to you. In fact, I refuse to keep talking about it.” She pushed off the bed and headed for the door. “You know what? I thought you were different but I guess I was wrong. And you can forget about the whole marriage thing. I’ll figure something else out.”

She’d barely reached the door when I slammed it shut, caging her with my arms.

Things had gone haywire way too quickly.

“Please stay.”

My heart beat wildly inside my chest when she turned around and peered up at me through tear soaked lashes.

“Aww, fuck, Tiny. I’m sorry for what I said. I never meant to make you cry.” I cupped her face in my hands and took the fact that she let me touch her as a good sign.

“I’ve already paid a penance for my actions on that show. If we’re going to do this, Jared, I don’t need you throwing my mistakes up in my face.”

I brushed a thumb under each eye, wiping away the moisture. Feeling like the world’s biggest asshole.

“Noted,” I answered with a nod and mischievous smile. “For the record, you can call me any name you want, just so long as you keep calling.”

“Hmm.” The tip of her tongue poked through her lips and her eyes went up and to the left as she pondered her options. The sight of her tongue had my dick jerking with eager anticipation. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she looked up at me and giggled. “Can I call you Sparky?”

I responded with a firm, “Fuck no,” and then couldn’t help chuckling at the pouty face she made. She looked fucking cute as hell.

Damn. There was something about this girl I just couldn’t get enough of.

“Now that we’ve been properly introduced,” she announced, eyes shifting down to the semi I was sporting. “I think maybe I’ll call you Hawk.”

“Hawk.” She repeated my name. Testing it on her lips.

I found myself leaning toward her, eyes zeroing in on those luscious pink lips that tasted of peaches and cream. “Does this mean we’re still married?”

She arched a brow and rested her hands on my hips, thumbs dipping beneath the waistband of my boxers.

“That depends.”

My arched brow rivaled hers. “That so? Depends on what?”

“On whether or not I’m ever going to get that honeymoon you promised me.”

My hearty chuckle echoed throughout the room. “Woman, you sure are intent on getting in my pants. I don’t know how I feel about being looked at as a sex object.”

“What?” she asked innocently, reminding me of the flirtatious woman I’d seen the night we met. “I’ve wanted you since the moment you first spoke to me. Now that I have firsthand knowledge of what you’re hiding behind those boxers you can bet your sweet ass it’s all I’m going to be thinking about.”

“You…” I lowered my lips to hers and stole another taste. “What am I going to do with you?”

“I can think of a few things.” She switched off the light and then screamed when I bent at the knees and tossed her over my shoulder.

I grunted and carried her down the hall. “Girl, you need to learn a thing or two about being wooed. Off to bed with you, young lady.” The sides of her fists beat out a rhythm on my ass the entire walk to her bedroom where I tossed her in the middle of the bed and kissed her goodnight. “Just so we’re clear, Tiny, I promise you will be sore after I’ve been inside you. But I also promise to kiss and make it better.”

The last sound I heard was that of her frustrated huff when I turned out the light and shut the door behind me on my way out.

The walk back to my room felt like the longest walk of my life.

Then again, it was hard to walk with a raging boner.

Sorry, buddy, not happening.

Man, it was going to be a long night.

 

About Rhonda:

Rhonda is an Amazon bestselling romance author who strives to create a book boyfriend for all her readers. She’s married and lives in Michigan with her family. In her spare time you can find her talking to readers, getting lost in a new book, or just spending time with her family.

 

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Tarragon Dragon Bane cover reveal & giveaway!

 

Karlie Lucas is a preschool teacher by day and a writer/artist by night.A graduate of Southern Utah University, Karlie received a B.A. in Creative Writing, with a minor in art. She is a member of Sigma Tau Delta, The International English Honor Society, as well as ANWA, the American Night Writers Association.

Karlie is interested in all things magical and mysterious, especially elves and dragons. She is an avid fan of J.R.R. Tolkien and J.K. Rowling.

When not writing, Karlie can often be found drawing, baking, watching her favorite old school shows, or just spending time with her family.

She currently resides in Dallas, Texas with her husband and a cat named Kally

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Synopsis:


The Revenants are coming. Only recently woken from their centuries’ long slumber, the dragons are unprepared to face them. But when a legend is uncovered, revealing the existence of a lost tribe of mages, hope flickers to life. The race is on as Tyler Durand and Anwen Kaida rush to find this missing tribe while the others prepare for their last stand. But time and numbers are against them, and Anwen fears that even if they find the lost mages, it will be too late. 

First, let’s take a look inside the book with this 
Excerpt:
 
Anwen felt her heart palpitate painfully. It squeezed the breath from her lungs as fire coursed through her veins. She gasped out loud as pain similar to her soul scars flared with white-hot agony. But instead of centering on her limbs, the pain hit her side and chest. “No,” she exclaimed as she doubled over, realizing what it meant. “Tyler!” she screamed. The crystal sword fell from her hand, leaving her unarmed.
An image came to her mind as she lay on the ground, her whole body trembling. She could see Tyler wreathing on the ground like an agitated snake. Dark steam issued from a gaping wound across his side and middle. The wound frothed like an angry tide.
 
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My Reylo (Kylo Ren & Rey) trash playlist-

I am hardcore Reylo trash. I have shipped them since 2015 and ever since the beauty that is The Last Jedi came out I started putting a playlist together on Spotify. Right now its a 7 hours and 30 minutes, I know I know its long but I have really enjoyed putting it together. I update often. Anyways, if you’re into Kylo & Rey you can listen to my playlist below.

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Queen of Corona book tour and giveaway!

QueenofCorona

Queen of Corona by Esterhazy
Publication date: December 15th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult

Synopsis:
Roza Esterhazy is a mixed-up kid. Eighteen years old and on the threshold of adulthood, she feels powerless in the face of a world that hasn’t adequately prepared her for adult life. She is riddled with anxiety about the world’s problems, the problems of her classmates at an inner-city high school in Corona, Queens. As an American of multicultural heritage (Polish-Jewish on her mother’s side, Venezuelan on her father’s) she struggles to find her place in society where the odds are stacked against people like her.

At the outset, she is on an airplane heading to Warsaw – the city of her ancestors, a city she’d never been to before. The city her mother had fled from in the 1980s because of an article she’d written that had offended the authorities. Roza’s voyage is a kind of reverse immigration – she’s escaping from America back to Poland because of a student protest that ended in tragedy. She alludes to the protest and its bloody end throughout the novel, with flashbacks tormenting her traumatized mind to the very end. When she arrives in Warsaw, she struggles to come to terms with what happened and what part she played in the tragedy. She grapples with the concept of guilt and blame – were the students to blame for what happened or was it the fault of overzealous police? She weighs how fear quells courage in an oppressive society. She confronts the grey reality of post-war Warsaw and realizes that there’s very little of it that she can identify with. She retraces history’s steps through the Polish capital and the former ghetto of WW2.

Her longing for home is visceral, reflected in the flashbacks of school and relationships that are woven through her daily existence. Flashbacks that reflect the absurdity of the inner-city high school experience, where kids are meant to learn an inimical thread of history that has little to do with their own reality, that places many of them in the position of the conquered and exploited.

Queen of Corona is a look into the inner life of the inner city. A foray into the mind and heart of a young woman on the cusp of adulthood, torn from her destiny because she dared to stand up and speak up for those who don’t have a voice. A glimpse inside the hopeless hallways of New York City’s failing public schools. It is a coming-of-age novel in a tumultuous time. It is a lesson on how fear is the most dangerous aspect of our Trumped-up existence.

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36594804-queen-of-corona

Purchase:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Queen-Corona-Esterhazy-ebook/dp/B077Y9MS5M/

AUTHOR BIO:
Esterhazy is a journalist, writer and translator. A native New Yorker, she holds degrees in Comparative Literature from New York University and American Studies from the University of Warsaw. Queen of Corona is her debut novel.

Giveaway:
Tour-wide giveaway (US/CAN)

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Colliding Skies book review (Spoilers)

Colliding SkiesColliding Skies by Debbie Zaken

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I received the ARC of this book from OfTomes Publishing to read.

 

I loved this book so much. It reminded me of Starcrossed so much but still had a different feel. I enjoyed Skye’s character. I love astronomy too so I knew as soon as she was into stars and all things astronomy that I liked her. It’s super easy to read and is well written. It has lots of things going on so I was never bored at any part of it. I love Ethan! I mean who wouldn’t. He is a blue-eyed alien hottie. Talk about book boyfriend material! He is so sweet and yet protective of Skye that it makes my heart melt. Taylor started off great and then I was a bit annoyed with him. I hope in the next book he learns to move on and not be such a jerk. This was a great read. I love aliens things and this was a great book to read if you’re into aliens. The story was easy to follow and get into. I was hooked from where Taylor and Skye went on their date and then the Alienship comes! I mean that was it for me. I knew I was going to like it. I was totally right. The way it ended though with Ethan going after his father… I need more to read right now please and thank you!! can’t wait for book 2.

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It should Have Been You book review

It Should Have Been YouIt Should Have Been You by Lynn Slaughter

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Thanks to Page Street Publishing for sending me an ARC .

I really enjoyed this story very much. If you like murder mysteries than this book is right up your alley. I loved watching Castle and Guilt on TV so this book was really like those shows a lot in that you had a lot of individuals who could have been the one who did the murdering. I liked how the main character was written and how for a minute there believed that she murdered her own sister. However, it had twists and turns along the way. I also never saw the ending coming. It will get you because you won’t expect it at the end. I felt like this was an easy read and easy to understand. A good whodunnit book.

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Bring Me Their Hearts- cover reveal!

In a new series Publishers, Weekly has listed as “one of the most anticipated YA’s of 2018”, we’re excited to share the cover for Bring Me Their Hearts! NYT bestselling author Sara Wolf delivers a fast-paced, gritty fantasy sure to thrill fans of Holly Black, Sabba Tahir, and Sarah J. Maas.

Isn’t the cover just gorgeous!

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About the book:

Zera is a Heartless—the immortal, unaging soldier of a witch. Bound to the witch Nightsinger ever since she saved her from the bandits who murdered her family, Zera longs for freedom from the woods they hide in. With her heart in a jar under Nightsinger’s control, she serves the witch unquestioningly.

Until Nightsinger asks Zera for a prince’s heart in exchange for her own, with one addendum: if she’s discovered infiltrating the court, Nightsinger will destroy Zera’s heart rather than see her tortured by the witch-hating nobles.

Crown Prince Lucien d’Malvane hates the royal court as much as it loves him—every tutor too afraid to correct him and every girl jockeying for a place at his darkly handsome side. No one can challenge him—until the arrival of Lady Zera. She’s inelegant, smart-mouthed, carefree, and out for his blood. The prince’s honor has him quickly aiming for her throat.

So begins a game of cat and mouse between a girl with nothing to lose and a boy who has it all.

Winner takes the loser’s heart.

Literally.

Entangled Publishing: https://entangledpublishing.com/bring-me-their-hearts.html

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07232WZBF

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bring-me-their-hearts-sara-wolf/1126358416

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/bring-me-their-hearts/id1237042410

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/bring-me-their-hearts

Goodreads Link:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35144326-bring-me-their-hearts

Release Date: June 5th, 2018

About Sara Wolf:

Sara Wolf is a twenty-something author who adores baking, screaming at her cats, and screaming at herself while she types hilarious things. When she was a kid, she was too busy eating dirt to write her first terrible book. Twenty years later, she picked up a keyboard and started mashing her fists on it and created the monster known as the Lovely Vicious series. She lives in San Diego with two cats, a crippling-yet-refreshing sense of self-doubt, and not enough fruit tarts ever.

Some of my favorite Reylo (Rey & Kylo) videos, my hopes for Ep IX, and things I missed the first time viewing! (HUGE Spoilers!!)

Warning, I will talk about MAJOR plot points from the Last Jedi please do not read on if you intend to not be spoiled…

My hopes for Episode IX, thoughts on the Last Jedi Reylo moments, and somethings I noticed while watching the second time.

I’m such Reylo trash that it hurts. I already shipped Rey and Kylo Ren since The Force Awakens, I mean that interrogation scene you guys! so much tension. Anyways, since watching The Last Jedi for the second time. I have been hooked on this ship like an anchor in the freaking sea.

My hopes for Episode IX are that Ben Solo aka Kylo Ren gets redeemed. I mean I think if he doesn’t it would be a waste of the storyline. I do believe that since JJ Abrams is going to be the director of EP IX, and he is the one who started this ship that we can all be assured that a Ben redemption will happen. If not I will be sorely upset!

I also can’t help but think that since we lost our beloved Carrie Fisher, and how that specifically will be written into the storyline for EP IX. I mean in one way if they decide to use that in the next movie it could help lead Ben towards the light because as we saw in The Last Jedi he couldn’t bring himself to kill her. Then he proceeded to shoot down the X wing hanger that did shoot Leia down, so there is still some feeling of something for his mother.

Another big need from me is I want Ben and Rey to be together. I feel if that doesn’t go down then why all this build up especially in TLJ of their intense stares, the freaking hand holding, Rey telling him everything she saw in the cave (which was very personal btw), Kylo offering her to rule alongside him in the Galaxy, the last scene where Kylo looks destroyed inside, but not angry at Rey at all. Rey breathing in super hard because she really and I mean really wants to in my opinion go to him, but she had a job to do and help stop the First Order. You can see it in their faces. They’re not angry at each other there just sad that they can’t be together because of the different sides.

Also, can we give RIAN JOHNSON major props for bring Reylo to a new height? I didn’t expect my ship to turn canon so fast, but I am so happy that it is now. He took the time to put so much detail in the movie not just Reylo wise, but a lot of little things that I happened to notice.

Things I missed while watching the first go at the Last Jedi that I caught by the second time I watched…

Note: Most of these I was like in real hype mode on that first viewing, and like DYING that this was going down between them. I mean I was an OG shipper since TFA so I was SHOOKEETH to the core okay… Anyways

-In the first force bond, I hadn’t realized that Kylo told Rey you will bring Luke Skywalker to me which made me laugh cause he raises his hand and everything and Rey is just like WTF okay um nope.

-In the second force-bond scene I neglected to hear him tell her that I can’t see your surroundings only YOU. My heart!

-When Kylo comes to and he gets up I finally noticed that his lightsaber was back in his hilt again. When we all know in the infamous Throne scene that when Kylo and Rey pull at Luke’s saber (okay legacy lightsaber) and it breaks in half causing  Rey and Kylo to fall back. Kylo’s saber was already on the floor because if you remember Rey has to throw Luke’s saber at him to be able to win the fight. Meaning and this warms my little Reylo heart that when Rey (who first wakes up after the blast) to which I am immensely sad and hope this is one of the deleted scenes that she puts back his lightsaber in his hilt. I also failed to think about how in that moment she could have also just killed him… but she does not. She probably told him something meaningful and left to find the resistance.

– When the big ole fight between an angry Kylo and Luke when Kylo kicks his feet the ground leaves a red mark and when Luke does it the ground does not because Luke is projecting himself and not really there. Props to freaking Rian Johnson because details! also which I am dumbfounded that I didn’t notice this but that obviously Kylo and Rey just ripped apart Luke’s saber moments before and yet when he see’s Luke we see him with none other than his saber in hand. Which should have been a dead giveaway that Luke was not really there.

Now on to jsut some of my favorite videos: I watch a lot of them too… too many to count.

Just as a bonus I though I would add some Reylo gifs just cause. Enjoy!

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As an added bonus, the Puppy eyes I love you Ben gif that has my heart feeling a kind of way.

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Please note that the videos and GIFS are not mine. Also, Star Wars owns all the rights to all the clips and such.

 

Beneath the Haunting Sea by Joanna Ruth Meyer book review (No Spoilers)

Beneath the Haunting SeaBeneath the Haunting Sea by Joanna Ruth Meyer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I loved this story so much! Huge thanks to Page Street Publishing for sending me a ARC of this book.

If you like Lord of The Rings or the Hobbit you will love this book. I like the main character Talia so much. She goes through a lot in this story but comes out brighter and stronger than ever. I loved the myths and tales that were weaved into the story. It was action-packed, had romance, likable characters, and heartbreak. I felt like it was a whirlwind of a ride. At first, I admit I was a bit skeptic that the book was going to be just okay after Talia goes on board of the ship but no I was pleasantly surprised that it was fantastic!! I loved the ending and it gave me all the feels. I won’t say anything else as not to spoil but I loved it. Definitely go out and read this book you won’t regret it. This was my first book read of 2018 and it was a great

This book releases today January 9th 2018! please pick up a copy 🙂

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Murder on The Lake of Fire by Mikel J. Wilson- blog tour & Giveaway!

Murder on the Lake of Fire
Mikel J. Wilson
(Mourning Dove Mysteries, #1)
Published by: Acorn Publishing
Publication date: December 1st 2017
Genres: LGBTQ+, Mystery, Romance

At twenty-three and with a notorious case under his belt, Emory Rome has already garnered fame as a talented special agent for the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation. His career is leapfrogging over his colleagues, but the jumping stops when he’s assigned a case he fought to avoid – to investigate an eerie murder in the Smoky Mountain hometown he had abandoned. This mysterious case of a dead teen ice-skater once destined for the pros is just the beginning. In a small town bursting with envious friends and foes, Rome’s own secrets lie just below the surface. The rush to find the murderer before he strikes again pits Rome against artful private investigator, Jeff Woodard. The PI is handsome and smart, seducing Rome and forcing him to confront childhood demons, but Woodard has secrets of his own. He might just be the killer Rome is seeking.

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Author Bio:

Mystery and science fiction author Mikel J. Wilson received widespread critical praise for his debut novel, Sedona: The Lost Vortex, a science fiction book based on the Northern Arizona town’s legends of energy vortexes and dimensional travel. Wilson now draws on his Southern roots for the Mourning Dove Mysteries, a series of novels featuring bizarre murders in the Smoky Mountains region of Tennessee.

Murder on the Lake of Fire, the first novel in the Mourning Dove Mysteries series, will be available December 1, 2017.

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