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Title: Rider
Series: Satan’s Fury MC – Memphis Chapter
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: December 10, 2019

I’d spent years trying to put the past behind me. I wanted to forget the mistakes I’d made, the dreams I’d lost, but they were a part of me. They made me the man I’d become—a brother of Satan’s Fury MC.
I wore my cut with pride. It was a constant reminder of how far I’d come and who’d helped me get there. I thought I had my life all figured out when Darcy Harrington, a blast from my past, came walking into the Satan’s Fury garage. 
 
I’d grown up with the strong-willed, foulmouthed beauty and even then wanted to make her mine. But she had her guard up, never letting anyone get too close, including me. 
 
That was about to change. Come hell or high water, I was going to break down her walls and prove I was a man she could trust.
 
I’d learned to fight for what I wanted, and I wanted her.


⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑ “A second chance romance that really kept my heart pounding from the first page to the last!” – Romancing the Dispatcher

⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑ “Fan-freaking-tastic!!!!!” – Amazon Review

⭑⭑⭑⭑⭑ “Full Throttle Action With A Boost Of Romance!” – Jenerated Reviews

  
  
Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.
Leslie has been blown away by the support of her readers, appreciating every message, review, and encouraging word she’s received over the past year. She looks forward to continuing this journey with them for years to come.

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Couldn’t put it down!

Once I sat down with Rider I couldn’t put it down. This series, these characters, I have totally fallen in love with. I’m so invested in them that I feel as though I actually do know them.
Rider was the hometown hero, star quarterback, until a tragic accident took it all away from him. Lost in his misery and drugs, the MC was his salvation.
Darcy has had a hard life. She dug herself out and has made a name for herself. When she starts a new job with the local MC she’s surprised to come face to face with the boy she secretly crushed on growing up.
These two are explosive! Their story is exciting and sexy. Give this a read and fall for these wonderful characters that I love so much.

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Blog Tour + Review Kiss Me With Lies by S.M. Soto

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Two sisters. One unsolved murder. A sickening plot for revenge.

Kiss Me With Lies, an all-new edge-of-your-seat romance from S.M. Soto, is available now!

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When Mackenzie Wright attends her first real high school party, held somewhere deep in the woods of her small California town, no one expects to wake up the next morning to news of a gruesome murder. Especially not her own sister’s.

No suspects.

No motive.

No convictions.

Just one unsolved murder and whatever’s left of the now deserted town.

Mackenzie has spent years with her sister’s death weighing heavily on her shoulders, but it isn’t until she stumbles across a photograph that changes everything for her. The memories, everything from that night, come flashing back in high-speed technicolor and Mackenzie soon finds herself obsessed with the truth.

Determined to find out what really happened to her sister, Mackenzie relies on that one photograph to give her the answers she needs by embedding herself into the lives of five of the wealthiest men in Los Angeles. Consumed by her need for revenge, Mackenzie infiltrates the world of the rich and elite, only to come face-to-face with an alluring complication in the form an elusive playboy.

When enemy lines are drawn, Mackenzie has to choose between her loyalty to her sister and the man who has stolen her heart.

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I don’t know how much time passes, but it’s long enough that it dawns on me Winnie is still gone. She’s no longer in the spot she was when she left to go mingle. She’s nowhere to be found actually. My stomach sloshes as I sway when I climb to my feet. I realize I may have consumed way too much beer. I’ve obviously overestimated myself and my drinking abilities.

My legs feel weird, and I’m pretty sure if I bit my tongue off right now, I wouldn’t even feel it. Everything feels blissfully numb. In my drunken state, it takes me a while to process the loud voices being directed at me.

“Hey, you! Get over here!”

When I pick my gaze up, hazy vision and all, my eyes settle on the group of hulking guys standing not too far away from me, and it’s then I realize the rowdy group is talking to me. My brows pull down, or at least I think they do, and I look over my shoulder, trying to see if these jocks can be talking to anyone else, but, sure enough, I’m the only one here.

One of them barks out a laugh at my actions.

“Yes, I’m talking to you. Get over here!” The voice is deep. A guy’s voice. When I find the source, my stomach clenches because I recognize who the voice belongs to. Trent Ainsworth. All-around asshole, hot jock, and one of the five Savages of Humboldt County.

Yeah, that’s right. I said Savages.

Honestly, I think they’re more in line with devils.

Because that’s exactly what these assholes are in our small town. Each of their ancestors is a founding family. They’re like great white sharks, swimming amongst a sea of us trout. Or are we sardines? Jesus. I can’t even think straight anymore.

Trent’s bastard, jock rich friends call themselves the Savages. Town royalty. Amongst other ridiculous nicknames.

Why? No one really knows.

They’re like a rabid pack of wolves—the strongest of their pack. They stick together, though it remains unknown who, out of the five of them, is the alpha.

Over the years, I’ve watched them from afar. I’ve heard the rumors, and even though they can be just that, rumors; part of me never truly believed it. They were constantly up to no good. If there was a brawl at school or at a party, everyone already knew who was behind it. If there was a commotion in town late at night, the rest of the people in Ferndale knew to stay indoors. If they destructed town property, the sheriff and the rest of the police were never anywhere to be found. If there was a girl in town who swore one of the five had hurt her, nothing would happen. Every single one of them walked around like they didn’t have a single care in the world—and I guess in a way, they didn’t. They were rich as sin, and had mommy and daddy’s money to get them out of any kind of serious trouble.

It was obvious I didn’t know much about them. We didn’t hang in the same circles and certainly, they didn’t even know of my existence. But what I do know is, they’re trouble, wrapped in beautiful packaging.

Want to know how I know they’re trouble? Madison has been trying to get on their radar for years. One night. She just wants one night with any of the relentless Savages who run this town, but I guess none of them have shown any interest in her yet. They’re selective assholes who think they’re more powerful than God.

I’m not sure what that says about them—the devils—for turning her down the way they have.

I swallow the sudden lump in my throat and force my legs to walk over to them without any drunken mishaps. Of course, that’s too much to ask for. The tip of my beat-up, white Converse snags on air, I guess, and my body hurtles forward. Dizzying colors blur before my eyes—a blend of angry orange, vivid green, and hazy brown. I see the ground coming toward me, but I can’t seem to stop it from happening. Suddenly, strong, warm arms wrap around me, and I’m no longer falling.

“Whoa.” The voice chuckles. “Take it easy. You all right, sweetheart?”

I look up, my vision splitting on the figure holding me. There’s two of him standing before me and I can’t seem to focus my gaze, no matter how hard I try. Trent Ainsworth is gorgeous in his own right, but up close and personal, he’s a living god. His face breaks out into a grin as he stares down at me and brushes a stray hair off my round face. His finger grazes my freckled cheek, and my heart lurches in my throat.

Holy crap.

“What’s a beautiful girl like you doing out here alone?” His pretty eyes search my face for answers.

Beautiful? Did he really call me beautiful?

Blushing under the weight of his gaze, I fumble with my words.

“I-I’m not … b-beautiful … you’re not … this isn’t … a-alone …”

When Trent chuckles, I’m distracted by the bobbing of his Adam’s apple, but he helps me stand straight, and I notice his hand lingers on my wrist. He’s something larger than life, with the way his whole hand engulfs my arm. I hear his friends, the rest of the hellish crew, laughing behind him, probably at me, but I don’t care.

He thinks I’m beautiful?

He noticed me?

How did this gorgeous guy notice me before my sister? It’s almost too good to be true.

Trent glances over his shoulder, and his buddies laugh some more before he turns back toward me. “Want to get away from these assholes and talk?” he offers. I dart my gaze over his shoulder and realize I’m nodding as I stare at his formidable friends.

“C’mon,” he says. Wrapping his hand firmly around my wrist, he leads me away from the fire and deeper into the woods. A voice in my head screams not to follow him, but I do. This is the one thing I can have that Madison hasn’t had. Trent Ainsworth.

He noticed me. He wants to talk to me. Alone.

Me.

Trent surprises me by stopping just before the entrance into the woods, so we still have a clear view of his friends and the rest of the party.

“Finally,” he breathes, resting his back up against the trunk of one of the many redwoods here. “It feels good to get a little peace and quiet. I was getting tired of pretending to have fun.”

His words make me smile. My lips itch to spread across my face, showcasing my braces, but I fight it, opting for a closed-lip smile instead.

He was pretending, too?

“So who did you come here with?” he asks. I realize he’s trying to have a conversation with me.

I clear my throat, moving my foot through the dirt anxiously. “My friend Winnie dragged me here. This is the first party I’ve ever been to, and honestly, I’m not all that impressed.”

Trent laughs. It’s deep and husky and so freaking hot.

“Ouch. You realize the guys and I put this together?”

My cheeks heat in embarrassment. Crap.“I’m sorry,” I say, cringing.

He chuckles again. “Don’t apologize. You’re being honest, and I like that. Not many girls are honest nowadays.” His eyes roam my face, and my heart continues its quest to burst out of my chest. His gaze drops down to the cup I realize I still have clutched in my hand. “First time drinking?”

“How can you tell?” I tease, my lips twisting with amusement.

He shrugs. “You have this pretty flush on your skin. It looks cute.”

I dart my gaze down to my feet, trying like hell to hide how happy his comment makes me.

“Hey,” he says. His hand lightly touches my chin, forcing my gaze back to his. Before my eyes settle on his, I take in the tattoo on his inner forearm—the one he and all his friends have. It’s a skeleton key with an actual skull outlined and an eye with a triangle around it that rests on the skull’s forehead. It’s kind of creepy. “Don’t hide from me, Mackenzie. You’re absolutely gorgeous.”

My breath catches as I stare into his eyes and watch as they fill with heat. So much heat, I feel something stirring in my stomach. The sensation is one I’m not familiar with.

Wait—he knows my name? I don’t have the guts to ask how he knows my name. He’s one of the elite. I’m sure they know everything about everyone here in Ferndale.

“Thank you,” I breathe out in a rush of air. Trent glances toward the bonfire, and I try to follow his gaze, but his next words have my heart seizing in my chest.

“Can I kiss you, Mackenzie?” His hands are already on my face, pulling my mouth toward his, and his body is already leaning closer. My nipples pebble against the material of my bra. It’s such a foreign sensation, one I’ve never experienced before, yet I find it titillating all the same. I say yes before I can think better of it.

His lips graze mine lightly at first. I’m so flustered and buzzed, I let out an embarrassing moan into his mouth when he deepens the kiss. I taste him—a mixture of beer and gum. I feel his hands gliding along my overheated skin, and I can smell the burning logs from the bonfire. I can vaguely make out the sound of hollering laughter, but I can’t tell where it’s coming from, and the truth is, I don’t even care. His hands find their place along my hips and slide down my thick thighs, toying with the material of my sweater dress. When his fingers make contact with the skin of my inner thigh, I slip my arms around his neck, and I kiss him. Hard.

This is my first kiss, and if this is how all first kisses go, I will never complain another day in my life. This doesn’t even seem real. It’s too perfect, too intimate, too much like a dream. I don’t ever want—

“What the fuck is going on?”

I jolt away from Trent at the sound of her voice. I’d know it anywhere. Hell, it haunts me in my dreams. And when I get up every morning. Slowly, I turn on my heel and face my sister, who looks completely unhinged. I’ve never ever seen her look this angry. And sadly, all that anger is directed at me.

“What in the actual fuck do you think you’re doing, Mackenzie?”

I open my mouth to say something, but before I can get words out, Trent steps closer behind me, resting his hand on my hip.

“Leave us alone. We’re in the middle of something.”

Madison doesn’t acknowledge Trent. Instead, she continues to glare daggers at me. Her anger is written all over her, and I can read every thought that crosses her mind.

How dare you.

He should be mine.

He’s supposed to be mine—they all are.

“God, what did you do, promise him a fucking blow job to get him over here with you? You’re disgusting, Kenz,” Madison spits. “And you …” She focuses her wrath on Trent now. “If you go any further with her, you’re going to regret it come tomorrow morning when you realize just how low you stooped while drunk. I think those shots have you mistaking one sister for the other. Come near her again, and I’ll hurt you, Ainsworth.”

My throat constricts at her words, and tears burn my eyes. How can she be so mean? So vile? We’re sisters, not enemies. Is it really so bad that Trent would want to kiss me instead of her? There are four other friends she can have. Why can’t she let me just have this one thing?

Madison is the queen at everything she does. She has everything, while I’m always shoved in the corner, forgotten about in the shadows.

“Screw you, Mads,” I choke out, fighting back embarrassing tears.

She laughs at me and crosses her arms over her ample chest. “If you don’t go home with me right now, I’ll tell Dad what a little slut you’ve been tonight. How do you think he’ll react when he finds out I caught you having sex?”

I blanch. “What? But I—”

“Who do you think he’ll believe?” She’s right. He’ll believe her. It’s always her.

Blowing out a sad sigh, I turn toward Trent just as he bends down, his lips grazing my ear. “My friends and I will be here all night. Sneak out and meet me at the kissing rock once you can get out, okay?”

I back away and look up at him. I’ve never snuck out before. The thought has never even crossed my mind, but I know tonight will be my first.

“Okay.” I smile secretively before I turn on my heel and follow my sister.

The whole way back to her car, she’s mumbling angrily under her breath. In my drunken state, I should be worried about her driving, but we don’t live far. Our house is only a few blocks away.

“Ugh!” She brusquely growls. “I can’t believe you would stoop this low and do this to me.”

“Me?” I damn near screech. “Why is it so hard for you to get along with me, Madison?” I yell. “Why is everything always about you? You have everything already. Why can’t I have this one thing? He noticed me. Maybe he actually even likes me. Why can’t you just let me have this? Why do you have to ruin this for me, too?”

“Newsflash, Mackenzie, he doesn’t like you. He isn’t interested in you. He wants me. He’s just using you to get to me.”

I laugh darkly. It’s such an odd, foreign sound as it bursts past my lips. “Bullshit. You wouldn’t be so angry if that was true. You hate that he chose me over you. You can’t believe he wants to meet me at the kissing rock tonight and not you!”

She stops walking and turns to me with fire in her eyes. “He told you to meet him at the kissing rock tonight?”

I nod smugly. “He did.”

Her lips curl into a sneer. “Get in the car. We’re going home.”

The drive home is silent and awkward. When Madison parks in the driveway, the look she shoots my way makes me want to cry like a frightened little girl. That’s the power of Madison’s glare. She has the capacity to eviscerate and kill with a single glance.

“You’re going to go inside and be the good girl everyone knows you are. This isn’t you, Mackenzie. Stop trying to be like me.”

“I’m not trying to be you,” I mumble.

“Oh, yeah? Trying to take Trent from me says otherwise. Just get inside before I make the next year of your life a living hell.”

“Where are you going?” I ask as I push the door open.

“To meet Trent at the kissing rock, of course.”

My stomach bottoms out, and my heart shatters. “But …”

She smirks in satisfaction. “We all know I’m the hotter sister everyone wants—might as well give Trent a night he’ll never forget.”

“But he said me. He wanted me. He won’t sleep with you after tonight. I just know he won’t.”

Madison laughs. “He’s drunk, Mackenzie. He doesn’t care about you, or who shows up at the rock. He just wants to fuck, and we all know you can’t do that. Now shut my door.”

With tears swimming in my eyes, I do as she says and shut the door.

When I walk into the house, I know my parents are sleeping because all the lights are off. I climb up the stairs and head straight to the shower. The tears fall in hot streams, and I cry freely without fear my sister will hear and use it against me somehow.

It’s unfair.

Why is it always her?

She gets everything while I get nothing. I’m always the afterthought. The loser. The nobody. I don’t know why I thought tonight would be any different.

I climb into bed, inflamed ankles and all, and sob into my pillow until I drift off to sleep.

When I wake up the next morning, it’s to a shrill scream coming from the kitchen. I run downstairs, and my feet slow on the final steps when I see two police officers, and in the kitchen near the front door, my mom is on her knees with tears streaming down her face.

Sheriff Keller stands in front of her with an expression that makes my stomach sour.

“We’re sorry, Monica.”
His next words have my stomach hollowing out and the blood draining from my face.

Body’s been identified.

Found at kissing rock.

Homicide investigation.

I shake my head, trying to make sense of what he’s saying. It can’t be. There’s no way.

“We’re looking into all possible leads on what could’ve happened to your daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Wright. Her body showed signs of trauma as well as …” he clears his throat, “as well as signs of assault.”

“What does that mean?” my father asks, voice hoarse.

Keller sighs. “Michael … it means she was raped.”

“My baby!” my mom screams, and the sound of it rains nails down my back. I sway violently on my feet and clutch the banister rail for support as realization sets in.

My sister was murdered.

Her body was found at the kissing rock.

The very last place I was supposed to meet Trent and his friends last night.

Madison wasn’t supposed to be found dead at that rock this morning. It was supposed to be me.

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S.M. Soto was born and raised in Northern, California where she currently resides with her son. Her love for reading began when she was a young girl, and has only continued to grow into adulthood. S.M. lives for reading books in the romance genre and writing novels with relatable characters. She refers to herself

as a bit of a romance junkie. S.M. loves to connect with readers and eat copious of donuts that will surely lead to her demise.

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Kiss Me With Lies (Twin Lies, #1)Kiss Me With Lies by S.M. Soto

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This story is one that will grip you, consume you and blow your freaking mind. It has everything from murder, deceit, suspense to some super hotness. It is not only panty melting at times, but it will keep you on the edge of your seat and have your mind all over the place trying to put all the pieces together. The Epic cliffhanger leaves you with that WTF? moment and screaming at the author NOOOOO…..you can’t leave me hanging until February. I just don’t think that I can wait that long. This book is so unputdownable, but S.M. Soto always seems to make her books that way for me. Mackenzie and Madison’s story just comes to life right before your eyes and makes you feel like you have crawled into those pages and are part of the story. Gosh….Baz has won me over and I am sooooo hoping that he is a good guy and doesn’t break my heart by being on the wrong side of things. As for the other guys, Trent, Marcus, Vincent, and Zach, well…let’s just say their bully ways adds so much to the story and leaves you with the want to slap them all at one time or another in the story. I can’t wait to get the rest of this story and see how all the pieces of the puzzle are going to come together. I really highly recommend that you one-click this one and I can promise you that you won’t be disappointed. Overall this is a more than 5 mind blowing stars for me. LOVED, LOVED, LOVED!!!!

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🎼Blog Tour & Review 🎼 OVERTURE by Skye Warren🎼

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“Swoon-worthy, forbidden, and sexy, Liam North is my new obsession.”New York Times bestselling author Claire Contreras

Forbidden fruit never tasted this sweet…

Overture, an all new sexy and forbidden love story from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren, is available now!

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The world knows Samantha Brooks as the violin prodigy. She guards her secret truth—the desire she harbors for her guardian.

Liam North got custody of her six years ago. She’s all grown up now, but he still treats her like a child. No matter how much he wants her.

No matter how bad he aches for one taste.

Her sweet overtures break down the ex-soldier’s defenses, but there’s more at stake than her body. Every touch, every kiss, every night. The closer she gets, the more exposed his darkest secret.

She’s one step away from finding out what happened the night she lost her family. One step away from leaving him forever.

OVERTURE is the first novel in a brand new series from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren.

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The memory of our last talk heats the air between us—about condoms and sex. And the way he walked in on me when I moaned his name. God. I’m not sure I can stand another talk like that. “I’m not naive, Liam. I know you took me in because I didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

A muscle in his jaw ticks. “That wasn’t exactly the reason. And even though I didn’t know you before I took custody, I’ve grown to care about you over the years. If I didn’t state it clearly enough, then the fault lies with me. I wasn’t raised to show… affection.”

I stare at him, incredulous. Affection? It’s a cold comfort to a girl who’s always wanted the surety of forever. And the word might as well be alien to a man like him. “I’m going to tour the country. The world. I’m leaving, Liam.”

He looks away. “Christ.”

Unease moves through me. “Did you really think I wouldn’t come back?”

“I don’t know why you would want to.”

“Because I care about you.” Liam is six feet of pure muscle and hard will. There’s no way someone like me could go up against him and win. Except that when I take a step closer, he tenses. Another step and he goes still as stone. It gives me a sense of power, enough that I take the final step. “I care about you even though you’re controlling.”

There’s only an inch between the ruffle of my blouse and the flat of his abs.

“You think I’m going to apologize for keeping you safe?” he mutters. “You think I give a damn that you’re mad at me as long as you’re in one piece? That’s the only thing that matters.”

“Because you think of me like a daughter?”

He shakes his head slowly, not breaking eye contact. “No.”

“No?” I whisper.

“When I walked in on you…” His voice is hoarse. “I didn’t think of you like a daughter.”

I should probably be horrified that he would think about me in any way other than family, except I’m the one who started it. I take a step closer, and there’s nowhere for him to go. He’s already backed up against the wall. This big, strong man who could probably make a whole army quake—or at least a battalion. And he’s cornered by me.

This close I can see the green of his eyes, so dark they’re almost emerald, flecked with gold. A scar bisects one dark eyebrow, probably a scar from something terrifying and deadly.

“How did you think of me?” I’m afraid to know the answer, but I’m even more terrified of never knowing. Of being a nameless, faceless body in that writhing crowd, hooking up with a stranger when the man I really want is standing right in front of me, inches away, his breath a feather-touch on my forehead.

A small shake of his head. “It’s not right.”

I’m not sure what right and wrong mean when it comes to us, but I know what it means for music. Someone can play a piece with perfect timing and notation. They can hit every single note, but it still won’t have passion. That part comes from inside. “Then be wrong with me. Don’t make me do it alone.”

I push up on my toes, pressing my lips against his in a blind, artless kiss. I’m off center of his mouth, kissing the corner. He stands still as a statue, letting me wobble on my heels, letting me fall against him, only my broken kiss to balance me.

Grief beats against my ribs. He’s going to make me do it alone. Of course he is. I’m always alone. A small sound escapes me. Loneliness. Pain. It vibrates against his mouth, sound made real.

He jolts as if I’ve shocked him. Something unspools inside him. I feel it in the inch of air between us. And then I feel it in my lips. He takes over the kiss with shocking possession, his hand behind my head, his body turning us so I’m against the wall. He looms in front of me, blocking out the view. There are no vinyl records on the wall, no bass thrumming through concrete and steel. There’s only him, only this.How is it possible that only a few minutes ago I felt powerful? I didn’t know what this would be. I couldn’t know the way I’d revel in surrender.

His tongue touches the seam of my lips, a pure electric sensation that makes me jump. I part my lips in surprise, pulling in the scent of him—man and earth, salt and sea. He tastes elemental. His tongue swipes the tender inside of my bottom lip. It’s more sensitive there than I could have imagined. I feel the slickness of the caress all the way in my core. My thighs clench together.

So careful. So wary. I touch my tongue against his. He’s the one who groans.

His hand fists in my hair, creating a delicious little ache. “Do you know what you’re doing to me?” he breathes, and I try to shake my head; it only makes him pull harder.

“Liam… I need…” It’s like the bedroom when he walked in on me, my hips rocking, mindless, hungry. Worse than that. My whole body is moving restlessly against him.

He tears himself away with a hard sound. Only an inch away. A rough tremor runs through him. It’s a small comfort, knowing that I’ve moved this man. Knowing how much control he has, knowing it’s eroded. But only a small comfort. He still leaves me panting against the door.

“I’m supposed to protect you,” he says, his voice taut with guilt.

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Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of dangerous romance such as the Endgame trilogy. Her books have been featured in Jezebel, Buzzfeed, USA Today Happily Ever After, Glamour, and Elle Magazine. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, sweet dogs, and evil cat.

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Overture (North Security, #1)Overture by Skye Warren

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A forbidden love story that is so damn HOT and so damn GOOD. Not only is it beautifully written, but it is tastefully done. Liam and Samantha’s story is so steamy, so explosive and so addicting all in one. The secrets, sexual tension, and the suspense was down right torturous. I couldn’t turn those pages fast enough. That cliffhanger though…WOW!!!

This is a can’t miss read.

Happy Reading Everyone!!!

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How do you begin to live when an unbearable tragedy only allows you to exist?

You become me.

A construct of perfect lines and shields built to protect the heart, allowing only short gasps of air and small rays of sunlight, to endure the pain.

My life was left in ruins when I lost everyone I loved. I forfeited everything I once was to keep their memories protected from everyone else. To survive, I pushed it down, kept it locked away, desperate to forget the truth.

Then he showed up, willing and daring me to feel again, to raise me from the ashes of despair. It was a mistake to let myself believe I was ready, because now, through the fissures in my armor, she is trying to return and take it all back by force.

Eventually, all secrets are bound to unravel revealing terrible things about the past. Can I, survive the gale of sorrow, after I let them in again?

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Tangled IN YOU (IN YOU, #1)Tangled IN YOU by Cassandra Night

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

3.5 Emotional Stars

This book was an intense emotional roller coaster for me. Cassandra’s story absolutely broke my heart into a million pieces. Her story is one that I never want to imagine myself going through. Tangled in You takes you though Cassandra’s struggle of lose, grief, pain that totally consumes her life. When Logan comes into her life he seems to be what she needs to help her through it all, but their journey becomes complicated. This is one of those books that for me I really have to be in the mood for. I had a hard time connecting with this one, but it’s only because I wasn’t prepared for the emotional read. I feel that next time I need and emotional read that I am going to come back to this one and give it another try.

Happy Reading Everyone!!!

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