Saturday, 28 November 2015

♬ Blog Tour ♬ On The Rocks (Vagabonds #3) ♬ Jade C Jamison ♬

 The explosive conclusion to the Vagabonds trilogy!

After playing second fiddle in the all-girl rock band the Vagabonds, lead guitarist Kyle Summers decides to break out on her own and puts together a band that helps her shine as a solo act.

But the road is uphill and success seems elusive. She begins to question herself and her talent, wondering if she should sell out to win the adoration of her old fans or stubbornly follow her heart and continue to languish in relative obscurity.

On-again, off-again love interest CJ Slavin helps Kyle get her new band off the ground but refuses to commit to their relationship, once more leaving Kyle feeling alone, unloved, and unimportant, and those emotions lead her to do rash, irrevocable things on the road, things that could drive CJ away for good. Will they finally admit their feelings to one another and forsake all others or split for good, and will Kyle finally find the fame shes been working her ass off for or will she leave it all behind, a broken woman?

Find out in the final tale of the Vagabonds trilogy!

ARC received for an honest review

I am sad to see this trilogy end with On The Rocks. 

 On The Rocks was I feel the best, and my favourite of the 3 installments.

From stars in their eyes, the sex, drugs and rock and roll culture, to present day, Kyle Summers has told us her story.

We were left on cliffhanger with the second installment, On The Rocks, and I was impatient to learn where Kyle was at in this installment.

From the first book, we have seen Kyle mature in her life, her career, her love life.

Now she is branching out on her own career wise, and we see her really come to the fore.  Though her love life, and particularly her relationship with CJ is a hot mess.  It had my stomach in knots as I was taken on a emotional rollercoaster.  I just want them to be happy dammit!!

And CJ - might have swooned just a little in couple of places this book!

There were plenty of twists and turns in this book, but I knew that Ms Jamison would not let me down in the end.

Oooh and there were some great cameos with the boys from Last Five Seconds (Jet/Clay's band from the bullet series)

If you like your rock star books a little different, a little grittier than the norm, then the Vagabonds could be just the thing that you need.

For years, Jade  C. Jamison tried really hard to write what she thought was more
"literary" fiction, but she found herself compelled to write what you read by her today--sometimes gritty, raw, realistic stories and other times humorous, light tales--but most of the stories she writes revolve around relationships and characters finding their way through life.

While she doesn't confine herself to just one genre, nor is there a nice neat label for what she writes, most of her work could be called erotic romance. Her main writing
passions include rock star romance, romantic comedy, and romantic suspense.

She lives in Colorado with her husband and four children.


Wednesday, 25 November 2015

♫ Talon (Ashes & Embers #4) ♫ Carian Cole ♫ Release Blitz, Review & Giveaway ♫

Title: Talon
Series: Ashes & Embers #4
Author: Carian Cole
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 24, 2015


Caring. Hard-working. A devoted family man, loves kids.

Clean cut, funny, smart, quiet, but a good communicator.

~ Asia Jenson


Independent. Tall, blonde, sexy. Outgoing. Intelligent,

neat. Unslutty. Confident. Loves to travel. Committed.

~ Talon Valentine


The concept was scary but exciting...

Marry a total stranger.

Live together for six months.

Journal everything. (Feelings. Fights. All of it.)

After six months, we each get $50K in trade for our journals, whether we stay married or not. But the goal is to commit to the experience and see if the relationship experts could put together the perfect matches.

I have never been lucky in love. This was my chance to find my soulmate.

I couldn
t wait to meet the man the experts felt was perfect for me.

My hopes were immediately dashed when I saw him at the altar.

Shit. I married my worst nightmare.


ARC received for an honest review

Yay, I am back in the Ashes and Embers world - and it is a great place to be!

Talon has been a bit of an enigma throughout the series, so I was keen to get his story - and what a story it is.

You know that TV show "Married at First Sight"?  Where the first time the bride and groom meet is the wedding?

That is the situation Talon and Asia find themselves in.  They are from such completely different upbringings, such different statuses in life, and neither of them is what the other wanted in a partner.
I really like the "blind marriage" concept - gives us a completely different feel to the story, an unpredictability that  I as a reader love.

But they say opposites attract, and you can feel the pull between Talon and Asia from the beginning, from behind the snarky comments and observations.  I laughed so many times as our lovelies got to know each other.

I LOVED that Asia does not fall straight into bed with Talon.  That it was not an insta-lust, sleep-with-the-rock-star relationship. That she made him work for it - cos you now how those rock stars don't have to work for it! She wanted, no needed more from him.

There was so much emotion in Talon.  As much as I laughed with our lovelies, there were some deeper issues that cropped up that had me sad.  Had me in tears.  Had my heart hurting.

Talon has quickly become my favourite in the Ashes and Embers series (though I have said that at the end of each book so far!)

It was great to see where the characters from the last book were at, and there are some characters we got more of, hopefully leading up to their stores - which I am sure I am going to love also.

Thank you Ms Cole for giving us the Valentine men. I can't wait to see whose story we get next!



At first she doesn't even know I'm there, and I have the pleasure of seeing her lying back, her eyes closed, one leg bent up and peeking out from the bubbles. And damn those fucking bubbles, they're covering everything else.

The universe is doing everything it can to prevent me from seeing my wife naked. I would laugh at that fact if it didn't bug me so damn much. I'm pretty sure karma is slapping me in the face for insulting her so many times, and karma is a bitch who has no fucks to give about my blue balls.

Her eyes suddenly snap open and she jumps when she sees me, water splashing around her.

"Tally, you scared the shit out of me. Why are you creeping around?" She crosses her arms over her chest and a few bubbles float up in the air. I love that my childhood nickname just slipped out of her mouth without her even realizing it. It sounded so intimate on her lips that I want to hear her say it again and again.

"I wasn't creeping; I just walked in. Should I wear a bell around my neck like the Princess?" I lean against the doorframe and gaze at her in the candlelight, her skin dewy from the moist heat, and I can't understand why she doesn't want me in that tub with her.

"What are you doing in here?"

I cross the room and kneel down next to the tub, taking in the way her eyes shift to my naked chest.

"I wanted to see your bath bomb in action." My eyes travel languidly down the length of her in the tub and catch glimpses of pink water under the bubbles.

"This one is actually a bubble bomb. See the bubbles?" She lifts her hand and blows the bubbles up over my head.

I grab her hand and bring it to my lips. "I see that. Pink water, too. Very pretty." I close my eyes as I kiss her hand, tasting the sweet water on her. "What flavor are you tonight? It's yummy."

She swallows and I can feel her hand trembling ever so slightly in mine. "It's cotton candy."

I nod my approval. "I like it. A lot."

She shifts in the water, lowering the leg that was up and raising the other, giving me a quick glimpse of her thigh as she does so.

"Do you think about me when you're in here?" I ask her, releasing her hand so I can dip my fingers into the warm water.

"I think about you all the time."

My heart does a funny lurch I'm pretty sure it ain't never done before. "Well, that's just about the best thing I've ever heard."

I let my hand slide farther into the water until it's gliding over her outer thigh under the bubbles. "The water feels slippery," I comment. "So does your skin."

"It's from the oils."

Stretching my other arm out along the edge of the tub, I lean toward her face. "I like how it feels. I should be in there with you, all slippery and wet."

"You're too big," she murmurs, locking her eyes on to mine.

Laughing, I kiss her vanilla flavored lips. "I'm gonna ignore that big comment, baby."

She smiles against my mouth. "You're so bad."

"I know… So, I'm going to have to do this the hard way, then. Since I can't get in there." I slide my hand farther down her leg, over her knee to her calf, squeezing gently.

"Do what?"

"Give you your first orgasm."

A small gasp of surprise comes out of her, and a seductive little grin graces her lips. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I've had orgasms before."

"Not from me." I rub my nose along hers, feeling her breath against my face. "And that's gonna change right now, Mrs. Valentine."

I cup the back of her head with one hand and press my mouth to hers, licking her lips while slowly dragging my other hand up the inside of her leg beneath the water to finally brush my fingers gently across her lower lips. I silently curse the water for not letting me feel her wetness.

Her mouth opens to mine and I delve my tongue inside, tasting the heat of her breath and catching the sweet moan she lets out when I push my finger into her warmth. Her thighs part and her hand comes up out of the water to caress my cheek as I let my hand own her, my thumb rubbing her pulsing clit while I slip my fingers in and out of her. My cock throbs like mad in my shorts, begging to get into her. Holy fuck, is she tight. Three years of no sex is very, very good.

Her thighs squeeze my hand and she grasps the side of my neck, her breath panting against my mouth, and I know she's there already. I really want to drag this out, tease her and make her crazy, but that seems cruel right now when she's writhing her hot little core all over my hand and devouring my lips. I like little horny Asia. A lot.

I want to pull her out of the tub and take her right here on the floor and put an end to this madness, but I'm hell-bent on sticking to my promise to her, even if my dick hates me.

Her walls clench and drench around my swirling fingers up inside her, while the rest of her body arches up, pressing against me, her muscles tightening and quivering. I kiss her softly as she recovers from the first of many sexual escapades I have planned for her now that the doors have been opened, so to speak.

"Who's my girl?" I whisper against her ear, moving my hand up to caress her stomach.

"Me," she answers breathlessly

"That's right."

My girl. The last thing I thought I would ever want, and now, all I could ever want.

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I have a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls that try to tame them and win their hearts. My debut series, Ashes & Embers, follows the lives of rock band members as they find, and sometimes lose, the loves of their lives.

Born and raised a Jersey girl, I now reside in beautiful New Hampshire with my husband and our multitude of furry pets and spend most of my time writing, reading, and vacuuming.

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

✿ Forbid Me (Good Ol' Boys #2) ✿ M. Robinson ✿ Release Blitz and Review ✿


It was only a matter of time until the truth came out. 

I never thought it would come to this
I tried, God knows I tried to stay away from her but eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back and I sure as fuck didnt regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be hell to pay, I knew the wrath Id be facing but I would willingly take the burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend's sister. 

If there is one person Id willingly go to hell and back for it was

Lillian Ryder

Standalone within a series. New Adult Contemporary Romance:
Strong language and sexual content, not intended for readers under 18.

ARC received for an honest review

It has been a couple of days since I finished reading Forbid Me, and it has taken me a while to get my thoughts together to write this review.

If you read Complicate Me, there was a bit of an indication of what this story would be about at the end of it.

But that was nothing compared to what It was and what it made me feel.

Oh the feels.

Jacob and Lily's story has been years in the making. And never easy - especially as Lily is Lucas' little sister, and Jacob is his best friend. To Jacob it is taboo, to Lily, it is none of Lucas' business.

The heart wants what the heart wants.

Have you ever wanted something so badly that it consumed your very being? Something that you could practically tase on your tongue? Something that was all you thought about, day in and day out?

The feeling so intense that it becomes a part of you. You could feel it under your skin, in your heart, consuming your mind?

Told from dual POV's and in past and present tense, we follow their beautiful but quite brutal story over the span of over 10 years. And every time I thought "yes! The are finally getting there!", Ms Robinson ripped my still beating heart from my chest... again!

This book consumed me, heart and soul. I didn't think that I would ever love any of the Good Ol Boys stories more than Bo and Half-Pint, but M. Robinson knocked it out of the field with Forbid Me.

I laughed, I cried, I wanted to throw my kindle across the room - and I loved every second of it. It was all encompassing, I felt like I was living the story along with the characters.

M. Robinson has knocked it out of the park - again - with Forbid Me, and I just know, from the little bit at the end of this story, that Dylan's story is going to be just as amazing.

“Is that right?” I replied arrogantly, centimeters from her lips. “I don’t know you? Really? What part don’t I know? Maybe I don’t know the way you move your hair to cover the side of your face when you’re nervous. Or maybe I don’t know how you bite your bottom lip when you’re deep into your strings. Or do you mean that I don’t know the way you freak out if it’s too dark in a room and you won’t walk in? Or maybe I don’t know that you bite your
fingernails when you think no one is looking. Oh wait, here’s a good one. I don't know that you're trembling in your skin right now. I don’t know that your heart is beating a million miles a minute, your hands are clammy, and you can’t swallow. How there are hundreds of thoughts going through your mind, but the top one being how bad you want me to kiss you. How bad you want me to fuck you.How bad you want me to claim every fucking inch of your perfect body,” I paused to let my words sink in, and her flushed complexion gave away that everything I was saying was true. 

“You’re right. I don’t know you. I don’t see your gorgeous smile in my sleep. I don’t hear that ridiculous giggle you have when I’m away from you. I don’t see those dark brown eyes every time I close mine.” I leaned in a little closer so she could feel my breath against her lips. “I don’t stroke my cock to the memory of your sweet pussy pulsating down my shaft and the taste of your come dripping down my chin.”

Best Selling Author M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex!

She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.