Friday, June 28, 2013

Mangled Hearts - Felicia Tatum Cover Reveal

*Francesca and Cade*
Can two loves find their way back to each other despite an addiction and a hardened heart? Will their love overcome it all?
Francesca Taymon is young, successful, and broken. A tragic accident years ago haunts her to this day, and she blames only one person--the one that holds her heart. When she finally gets her first case, will she be able to handle seeing him again? Can she do her job and keep her heart intact?
Cade Kelling doesn’t take life seriously. He’s reckless and irresponsible, drinking all his problems away. When his parents bail him out for the last time, will he be able to handle seeing Francesca after all of these years? Will he be able to tell her what really happened that night 5 years ago or will he lose her forever?
And the most important question….
Can these mangled hearts be mended?

Cover by Samantha Bagood at Cover Pub 
Release Date: July 12, 2013

Felicia Tatum was born and raised in Tennessee. She always loved reading, and at the age of twelve began writing. Her passion for creating stories grew and in May 2012, she finally wrote her first novel, The White Aura.

She still lives in Tennessee with her daughter and her kitty. She loves cooking and books. Animals are some of her best friends. She watches a lot of Disney channel and often dreams up new book ideas. She's currently writing the second book in series, as well as a romance novel. Her dream is to write as many books as possible while entertaining as many people as possible.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Lick by Kylie Scott Arc Book review

Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.

One thing is for certain, being married to rock and roll’s favourite son is sure to be a wild ride.


Eagerly awaiting – I received the go ahead that Lick would be hitting my inbox,  and as soon as that email was confirmed - I had to delve in.
 Giddy and excited to Read Lick – Kylie has kept us on the edge of our seats for months, posting teasers, covers and finally the day had come.  Settled into my recliner I opened the reader ----- and

By morning I had this baby finished and messaged Kylie straight away!  

 I read Lick in one sitting...  Yup – it was that dam good I just couldn’t put it down!

I’m a sucker for a tattooed hunk, but also one that has that has a carrying side. And after reading the opening chapter My heart did a few leaps, My eyes fluttered at David’s   caring attitude, and the fact that Evelyn had no idea who he was and why she was wearing a rock any girl would squeal over I had to say I felt sorry for him.

  Poor Evelyn was out of her element, she was not at all prepared to wake up to find herself married to ****************** this rock god …  Every girls dream right ??


Ok….. my first thoughts – Oh my Kat – you have found yet another book boyfriend. His name Davvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvveeeed Ferris.  Yes …. Droooolllllll ,,, his name just rolls of my tongue. I was certainly giddy and most definitely in love J

David well he is tattooed, a rocker, sexy as sin and well , sighs – he not only made my pulse race but my loins tingle. ** You get the picture ** * blushes** OHHH my……………….. Evelyn waking up on the bathroom floor certainly  got more then she bargined for , for her 21st birthday  .. 

From the very first chapter, I was hooked, line and sinker. The storyline was certainly intriguing, Yet bizarre in its ways but for sure it leaves you wanting to know more at every page turn …………….  But hey if Britney can do it, anyone can. ** giggles**

The book was well written and well detailed with just the right amount of emotions portrayed, descriptions and well fleshed out characters.

 I have read all of Kylie Scott’s books and have to say she never disappoints. This book has everything one could want, steamy sex, chemistry that is volcanic, passion,  humour, great characters and enough detail involving every character to get the gist of the depth into of each and every one of them.

The secondary characters were all needed to keep the story going. But a fantastic addition to the storyline.

 Kylie Scott‘s story lick kept me entertained and giddy with anticipation of what happens next for David and Evelyn. I really enjoyed the resolution, climax and drama in between the pages. Evelyn was certainly one strong willed female character, determined and caring yet kick arse in her own ways. David – well you know what I think of him ** licks lips **

The humour certainly had me giggling – Mal was such a hoot, and I have to say even with his tarting ways, ** yes oh man Whore * -  that - he made me giggle more than once. I loved him as a character and certainly can’t wait for his story.  I have to say I have a soft spot for him – and hope Kylie finds his perfect match! That will be an eye brow raising affair for sure. !

The angst, romance, humour was all well balanced throughout the storyline. Music being a part of the storyline - Lick is sexy and perfect for fans of tattooed boy rockers and erotic romance books.

'With deliciously detailed accounts within the storyline and characters  Kylie Scott  shows her skill at building an exhilarating rocker  world fuelled   with  passion,  possibility and intrigue, and romance readers will be hopelessly captivated by this Rocker Story . 
You can pre order Lick over at amazon click the link below.


Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Two are Better Then One - Suzanne Rock Book Spotlight

Two Are Better Than One

Suzanne Rock

Quinn and Declan enjoy having sex together, but love sharing a woman more. After months of searching, they’ve lost hope of ever finding a permanent third to complete them. Then they meet shy, reclusive Hannah and everything changes. The sexual energy between them is incredible and the men soon realize that no other woman will do. They decide to confront her at the department’s summer kick-off party. Will the straight-laced Hannah be open to a three-way relationship? They’ll have to do everything they can to convince her that two men are better than one.



“Did you find her?”

Hannah stopped walking as she recognized Declan’s voice.

“No. I looked everywhere.”

Quinn. Hannah knelt down behind the dune and angled herself until both men came into view. The setting sun cast a red-orange halo around them both, creating a beautiful, romantic picture.

“Damn Greg.” Quinn fisted his hands. “He’s such an ass.”

“I never liked him,” Declan agreed. “Now he’s scared off Hannah and I’m not sure if we’ll ever find her.”

Hannah stared at the men. They were looking for her?

“I’d love to punch his face in.” The normally jovial Quinn slammed his fist in his palm.

“Come now, you know violence isn’t the answer.” Declan sighed. “I just wish I knew if Hannah was all right.”

“You don’t believe that she had sex with Greg, do you?”

“I don’t think anyone believes him. He’s an ass, remember?”

Quinn shook his head. “I’m worried about her.”

“Me too.”

“If only we weren’t running late. We could have stopped it.”

Hannah stood and was about to reveal herself when she saw Declan reach out for Quinn. She hunched back down behind a sand dune and watched as Declan wrapped his arms around Quinn’s shoulders. The act was gentle and affectionate. Soothing. It seemed almost as if he was consoling a lover.

Desire sparked in her lower abdomen. She imagined herself between the two men, their hard, naked bodies pressed up against her like in one of her erotic novels. She had never participated in a three-way, but she guessed that with Declan and Quinn it would be so much more intimate than what she had read about, more intense. To be surrounded by all of that warm skin, to feel their hands and lips on her body, would be like a dream come true.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find her.” Declan hooked his finger under Quinn’s chin and raised his head to meet his gaze. Then he closed the distance between them and covered his lips.

They were…kissing? Hannah gasped and put her hand over her mouth. They were lovers? A hollowness formed in the pit of her stomach. She was such a fool to think that they’d be interested in her. Damn Becky for putting the thought in her head. Declan and Quinn were lovers—lovers! Tears once again stung her eyes and a sob escaped her throat.

Declan broke the kiss and pulled back from Quinn. “Did you hear that?”

Quinn stepped out of his lover’s embrace. “There’s someone here.”

Hannah stood and turned to go.

“Wait—don’t leave.” Quinn’s voice rose up from the dunes.

Hannah closed her eyes. Could this evening get any worse? She couldn’t run away now. She’d have to talk to them. Hannah decided she’d be curt and quick, then get out of there and go home as soon as possible.

Hannah had let Becky give her hope for something more than a life of seclusion, and now she was paying the price. Hannah was better off with her cat and her erotic novels.

It was best to get this over with as quickly as possible. Slowly she turned around.

Both men started moving toward her.

“Hannah,” Declan was faster than Quinn and reached her first. “My God, we were worried about you.”

“Were you?” Hannah looked from Declan to Quinn. “Just now you were kissing. You couldn’t have been that worried.” Hannah winced at the men’s stunned expressions and immediately regretted her words. She held up her hands between them. “I mean, it’s none of my business—”

“You saw that?” Quinn asked.

Declan took a step forward. “Did it disgust you?” He took another step. “Scare you?”

“A little.” She shook her head. “I mean it didn’t disgust me. I just didn’t know that you two…” She waved her hands in the air between them.

“We are lovers, yes.” Declan stopped and held his hands out at his sides. “Does that bother you?”

“No. Yes.” She sighed and dropped her hands. “I don’t know.”

“There’s more,” Quinn said.


Declan glanced at Quinn, and then refocused his attention to her. “We like kissing each other, but we find it much more erotic to both be kissing another woman.”

“Much more erotic,” Quinn said as he stepped closer.


Author Bio:

A lifetime New Englander, Suzanne married her college sweetheart and has been with him for over twenty years. Every summer she drags her husband and two daughters to Maine on a quest for the perfect lobster dinner. Every fall she can be found down in Foxboro, Massachusetts cheering on her favorite football team. In between those trips, she’s a chauffeur, a maid, a chef, an event planner, a hairdresser, a wardrobe stylist,  a tutor and a sometimes masseuse. To keep her sanity, she often drinks copious amounts of coffee and stares at the blank screen of her laptop, dreaming of great adventures. Sometimes she even writes them down for others to enjoy.


Hollow - Ava Conway Spotlight


Book #1 in the Perfect Little Pieces Trilogy
Ava Conway

Lucy White had it all—popularity, an acceptance into a pre-vet program at a prestigious college and a hot boyfriend—until one day something happened that made everything change. Battered and broken, she gives up on life, preferring to waste away at Newton Heights Psychiatric Hospital than to feel the guilt and pain. The hollow feeling inside her heart threatens to swallow her whole, until she meets someone who makes her realize how wonderful life can be.


As Jayden McCray peels back her defenses, the pain returns, and Lucy is forced to deal with the ghosts of her past. Jayden gives her the strength to face her fears, until his inner demons interfere and threaten to send her back to that dark place from which she came...



Price $2.99

This book will have a one-day sale on June 25th where it will be 99 cents at the following places:




Author Bio:


At fourteen, Ava snuck her first romance novel into bed and read it by flashlight. There she met her first “book boyfriend” and has been hooked on reading ever since. She often prefers book-boyfriends to the real thing, and believes that a gooey, fudge brownie is a little piece of heaven on earth. When she’s not writing, she’s stumbling through her Zumba class (have to work off those brownies somehow), obsessing over the latest PINK song, or feeding her addiction for reality television.


Note: Ava also writes more sensual romances for her over-eighteen fans as Suzanne Rock. See her kinkier side by clicking on her pen name in the menu above. (For mature audiences only. By clicking on the tab you confirm that you are over 18 years or older.)


Blog: Romance on a Budget:



Hollow Playlist:


1) Lights – Nellie Veitenheimer

2) Nothing – The Script

3) A Team – Ed Sheeran

4) How Do I live Without You – Leann Rimes

5) Carry On – Fun

6) I’ll Be – Edwin McCain

7) Madness – Muse

8) Try – Pink

9) Stay – Rhinanna

10) Crazy – Gnarles Barkley

11) Let Me Be Myself – 3 Doors Down

12) Adele – Skyfall

13) Feel Again – One Republic




It was a full minute before my mind unfroze enough so I could tap my hero on the shoulder.


Jayden’s footsteps slowed, and the hallway began to look familiar. As my heartbeat quieted, his scent—coffee and a hint of vanilla—filled my nose. I closed my eyes and inhaled the wonderful aroma. It reminded me of the little cafĂ© Bethany, Mia and I hung out in on campus. I could almost see that purple-haired woman behind the counter, sneering at my coffee order. Black? Who drinks their coffee black?


Jayden stopped at my room and shifted me in his arms. After a little fumbling with the handle, he opened the door and swept me inside. The room held two simple twin beds, two cushioned chairs and two dressers.


There was a window on the far wall, but no curtains. A similar paisley pattern from the common area decorated the comforter and chair. Otherwise, the walls and floor were the same in my room as in the hall—clean, sterile and rather depressing.


Jayden kicked the door to my room closed and leaned back against the metal surface. “Are you all right?”


Was I? It had been so long since anyone had asked me that question. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer.


Instead of speaking, I curled up inside the safety of Jayden’s arms and buried my head in his chest. Perhaps, if I held tight enough, he’d ground me in the present and make all the ghosts of my past fade away.


“Lucy?” He tightened his grip around my body, as if he needed to hold me as much as I needed to be held.


I nodded as a lump formed in my throat. How did he learn my name? Or where my room was? It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that he was here. I was safe.


“Good.” He closed his eyes. “Good.”


It was in that moment that I realized we were alone. I blinked around at my surroundings, feeling a little uneasy. Unlike the other rooms in the hospital, mine had no pictures, no posters, nothing that would differentiate my room from anyone else’s. Even the bed next to mine was empty. The hospital was under-capacity and the staff didn’t have a roommate for me yet. I wasn’t allowed most things other patients had because I was still considered a suicide risk.


Would Jayden notice how bleak everything looked and realize that I was a suicidal? Would he care? He was from the outside, after all. Being with someone who was so depressed might freak him out. The thought of explaining my drab surroundings caused a hole to form in the pit of my stomach.


He popped one eye open and looked at me, assessing. “You could’ve gotten hurt pretty bad back there, you know. Promise me that the next time a fight breaks, you’ll get out of the room.”


It was odd to have someone show so much concern for my well-being. It felt kind of…nice. I leaned back and blinked up at his bright, blue eyes, suddenly hyper-aware of our closeness. Not only did his scent calm my frazzled nerves, but the feel of his hard body pressed up against mine made me warm all over. As my skin heated, something fluttered inside my lower abdomen, and the hollow feeling inside started to recede.


I nodded my promise. He closed his eyes and exhaled. Tension left his shoulders as he squeezed my body closer to his.


“Thank you.” He closed his eyes and let out a long breath.


Part of me knew that it was a little odd to have him still hold me. The danger had passed and we were alone. I wasn’t a tiny girl. It couldn’t have been easy for him to hold my weight for so long. Yet he made no move to put me down, and I was reluctant to have him let me go. It felt nice being cradled in his arms. Safe.


I traced his profile with my gaze. Jayden was gorgeous in a guy-next-door sort of way. Thick hair fell in soft layers across his temples. He had day-old scruff along his jaw and wore a small stud earring in one ear. All of that paled in comparison to the long scar on his temple, however. His hair covered most of it. If I wasn’t so close to him, I never would have seen it. It was…fascinating. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but was afraid that my movement might break the quiet comfort that surrounded us.


He opened his eyes. I jerked back from his gaze like a kid with her hand caught in the cookie jar.


Something indefinable flashed through his features as he straightened.


“Oh shit, I’m sorry.”


He lowered my body, inching it down over his rock-hard abs until my feet hit the floor. He felt good rubbing up next to my skin, too good.


I stood there, gripping his shoulders, not quite ready to let him go.


“I shouldn’t be here. It isn’t allowed,” he murmured more to himself than to me.


I held my body still and willed him to stay. He was right, of course.


The boys’ and girls’ bedrooms were in separate halls. They were strictly off limits to the opposite sex. Visitors weren’t allowed back here at all. They were kept in the common rooms and the waiting areas downstairs.


He was a visitor. That explained why he was so full of life. He wasn’t confined in this hell hole. Jayden was free and working for my mother.


Why was it so hard for me to remember that? I had to try, however. If my mother thought that she could manipulate me from outside the hospital, then she was mistaken.


I started to pull away, but his grip tightened and held me in place.


He ran his fingers along my cheek as he met my gaze. “Things will calm down soon and they’ll be checking rooms to make sure people are safe.”


He shifted his gaze to my lips. “We’ll both get in trouble if they find me here.”


No kidding. Yet, despite knowing this, despite knowing that he worked for my parents, I didn’t want him to go. Heat slid down through my center and settled between my thighs. I slipped my fingers along his neck and became aware of how the bulge in his jeans pressed up against my lower abdomen.


He inhaled a ragged breath and moistened his lips. “Don’t leave this room until the staff has things under control, okay?”


I nodded, unable to speak. Tension crackled between us. It was odd, this instant connection. I was probably feeling the after-shock of the near-death experience in the common area. Still, there was something genuine about Jayden, something different from the other patients and staff in this place. It lowered my defenses and made me want to be genuine, too.


My heartbeat quickened as he lowered his hand and wrapped it around my waist. For the first time in a long time, I felt alive, really alive.


He moved his fingers along my lower back, stimulating my skin until my whole body melted against him. “I mean it, Lucy. Both Flynn and Nesto have good hearts, but that won’t prevent them from hurting you if you get in the way.”


Hearing him say my name felt like a caress. What he did back in the common area was heroic and sexy-as-hell. I could really use a hero in my life, someone to purge the past and save me from my private hell.


“This is serious.” Jayden gripped my upper arms and eased me away from his chest. He steeled his jaw for a moment, then relaxed his grip.


“You don’t know how it works around here, do you?”


Works around here? I stared at him, uncomprehending. Wasn’t he a volunteer, an outsider? How did he know the rules in a place like this? Unless all volunteers were given some sort of training session before interacting with the patients. Then again, Nesto and Flynn seemed to know him. Perhaps he was a regular volunteer at the hospital and Howlistic Healers was just a side gig.


Damn it, everything was happening so fast. I couldn’t think. Who was this guy standing in my room, and why did he seem to care what happened to me? I wasn’t the type of person someone cared about. He had to have some ulterior motive, but what?


Jayden made a low, frustrated noise and began to pace. He ticked off rules on his fingers as he walked. “The point system. The Confinement Ward. Sedation Therapy.” He stopped and raised his brows. “Is any of this familiar?”


I didn’t know much beyond earning points for walks in the courtyard and fancy coffee. Dr. Polanski had never mentioned Sedation Therapy or the Confinement Ward before. They sounded like things I wanted to stay away from. I shook my head.


He raked his fingers through his hair and resumed pacing. “I can’t believe no one showed you.” He stopped walking and waved his arms in the air. “How long have you been here—three days?”


I opened my mouth to answer, but he was already moving on. “Dr. Polanski must have gotten sidetracked with the dogs.” He shook his head and started walking once more. “You need to know how things work around here before you get yourself in trouble.”


Trouble like Nesto and Flynn? I wanted to ask, but Jayden rushed on before I could form the words.


“I’ll have to show you, but not now.” He stopped and pressed his ear against the door. “They at least gave you a schedule, right?”


I nodded and pointed to the paper on the dresser.


“Good.” He closed the distance between us and brushed a stray lock of hair from my face. “Follow it to the letter, and try to participate, if you can. We won’t be able to chat in the morning, because they like to keep the men and women separate for one-on-ones and group. It will have to be afternoon, then.”


The man was positively amazing. How did he manage to talk so fast? How could he be so full of life in a place where the people looked half-dead?


Jayden turned away and pressed his ear to the door once more.


“Tomorrow, after the Rec Therapy session, we’ll talk. You’ll be all right until then?”


I nodded.


“Good.” He closed the distance between us, framed my face with his hands, and kissed my forehead. “Stay safe.”


He let go and stepped back. The look on his face suggested that the spontaneous affection had surprised him as much as it did me. Cool air whispered against my skin, leaving me confused. I swayed on my feet as he opened the door and disappeared into the hallway.


The door closed, and it felt as if the energy had been sucked out of the room. I felt cold and empty without his presence. Things were much too quiet. I rubbed my arms and curled up in my bed, suddenly feeling very much alone.