LIVE – THE ITALIAN by T.L. Swan

Title: The Italian
Author: T L Swan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 28, 2019

Blurb

They say there are three things you should do at least once
in your life:

Dance like nobody’s watching.
Travel the world.
And fall hopelessly in love.

I aimed to do all three.

I went to Italy to find myself.
But he found me.

It was like a story book, our eyes met across a crowded
room.
He asked me if I needed help reading the menu.
We ate, we laughed, we danced, and I fell.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go to plan, and we parted ways.

Two years later, our eyes meet across a room again.
Only this time I was on a date with another man.
He went crazy in a jealous fit.

But the man I met then is different now.
He’s colder, harder, and officially one of the most powerful
men in Italy.
Dare I say it, even more enticing.

But if you dance with the devil, you get burnt.

And the fires in Italy are scalding hot.

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Author Bio
Lover of her husband, children, words, chocolate and
margaritas.
When she is not writing her next novel, you will find her in
a café drinking coffee with friends.
Writing is her passion.
Books by T L Swan
Stanton
Adore
Stanton
Unconditional
Stanton
Completely
Stanton
Bliss
Find Me
Alastar
Play Along
Dr. Stanton
Dr.
Stantons The Epilogue
Marx Girl
Mr. Masters
Gym Junkie
Mr. Spencer
The Stopover
The Italian
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LIVE – AND I LOVE HER (Bliss Cove, #2) by Nina Lindsey

 

 

Title: And I Love Her
Series: Bliss Cove #2
Author: Nina Lindsey
Genre: Spicy Sweet Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 30, 2019

 

Blurb

 

An expert
on the hot, wild tales of mythology, Callie Prescott leads a tidy life. And
that, thank you, is exactly how she wants it, despite her family’s pestering
that she’s a control freak who needs to have fun. Callie prefers order and
predictability. After her father’s death and her mother’s recent health scare,
who can blame her?
Jake Ryan fights bad guys, jumps out of airplanes, and escapes disasters…on
film. But when a scandal engulfs his career, he takes cover in his hometown of
Bliss Cove while he puts out the fire. No one knows his true identity until a
chance encounter with Callie ignites powerful flashbacks of their high-school
years together.

Despite the threat of exposure, Jake wants some close-up action with the
brilliant, beautiful professor. Callie’s structured life has no room for a
sexy, muscular hero…until Jake shows her how thrilling it is to have fun and
lose control (a little).

Jake and Callie surrender to a hot affair and the possibility of love. But with
dangerous secrets, a public scandal, and a mother’s scheming plots, can Jake
ever win the starring role in his leading lady’s heart?

 

 

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Excerpt
Chapter One
  
“I will not accept any late assignments.” Calista Prescott
snapped her laser pointer shut and swept her gaze over the lecture hall of a
hundred shuffling, slouching undergraduates. “If your paper is not either in my
hand, on my desk, or in my mailbox by five p.m. Friday afternoon…that’s the day
after tomorrow, to avoid any misunderstanding…then you will receive an
incomplete. And no, emailing me a copy does not count. Printed copies only. No
exceptions. Class dismissed.”
The air filled with chatter and sighs of relief. The
students stuffed notebooks into their backpacks and started checking their
phones. Her graduate teaching assistant, Jordan, approached from the projection
booth with a stack of slide carousels.
“If you ever want me to put your lectures and slides on a
twenty-first century computer, I would be delighted.” He set the carousels on
the table with a grimace, as if he were carrying forty-pound cement blocks.
“The slide projector suits me just fine, thank you,” Callie
replied crisply.
“You mean the ancient relic?”
“A perfect tool for teaching ancient history.”
With an unsubtle roll of his eyes, Jordan wound up the
electrical cord and placed the carousels and remote control into boxes. “I’ll
put this all in your office.”
As he and the rest of the class began heading toward the
doors, a barrage of anxious-looking students approached the podium like a
Spartan army on the march. Callie stiffened her spine.
“Professor Prescott, did you get my email about my grandma
in the hospital…?”
“I can’t get my printer to work, Dr. Prescott…”
“The book I need hasn’t come in at the library yet…”
Callie encompassed the group in a tight smile and hardened
her heart to their puppy-dog eyes and beseeching pleas. In her early days of
teaching, she’d learned her lesson about showing any weakness. These kids might
look all scruffy, ear-pod-wearing innocence, but they could smell blood.
“You’ve all known about this assignment since the first day
of class.” She closed her leather satchel and snapped the latch. “No
exceptions. Enjoy the rest of your day.”
The group sagged with dismay, and one girl—Laura—bit her
trembling lip.
Walk away, Dr.
Prescott.
Callie stepped back from the podium and slipped into the
cashmere cardigan she’d left on the back of a chair. She started toward the
door, her heels clicking purposefully. Behind her, the students radiated
nervous despair.
Keep walking. Keep
walk—
Was that a sniffle?
Her heart sank. Gripping her satchel strap tighter, she
swiveled and leveled the group with an icy glare.
“I will have extra office hours today, tomorrow, and Friday
afternoon until five. I will also plan to check my email more often than usual.
Should you encounter further obstacles in your research and writing, you may
either come to my office or email me. I will do my best to assist you. But
there will be no exceptions. I wish
your grandmother well, Mr. Hamilton.”
Without waiting to see if her remarks mollified them, she
strode from the lecture hall. Hopefully her hard-ass attitude would still
deflect any notion of weakness.
She glanced at her slim gold wristwatch. One hour until her
meeting with the senior professors in the Classics department, which gave her
just enough time to drive over to the Bliss Cove Library and pick up the books
she’d ordered through interlibrary loan.
She preferred using the local library since the college
library was always so slammed with requests from students and other professors.
Not to mention, the Bliss Cove librarian Beatrice was highly efficient, a
quality Callie both appreciated and often found lacking in other people.
Outside, the grassy expanse of the quad at Skyline College
teemed with students trudging to their next class, backpacks slung over their
shoulders as they balanced their cell phones with takeout coffee cups. The May
sun peeked through a fluffy layer of clouds, and a breeze strengthened the
scent of the Pacific ocean and the surrounding redwood forests.
Callie had always loved the picturesque beauty of the small
private college with its brick buildings and tree-lined flagstone pathways. If
it weren’t for her meeting, she’d have gotten herself a coffee and found a
quiet place to sit and enjoy the lovely day.
But…junior professors who were up for tenure and trying to
finish a book proposal on Greek mythology didn’t have time to enjoy the day. Or
to enjoy anything, really.
Her phone buzzed with a text from her sister Rory: Drinks at the Mousehole tonight?
Callie paused to type a reply: Sorry, going to Mom’s then working.
Dropping her phone back into her bag, she got into her car
and drove toward the library. Ocean waves splashed against the rocky coastline,
and downtown Bliss Cove bustled with people out walking and shopping.
Everything about the town—from the ivy-covered buildings to the town square
presided over by a white gazebo to the Mousehole Tavern tucked away in a grove
of redwoods—was part of Callie’s blood. Even when she was a child, she hadn’t
been able to imagine living anywhere else.
Flexing her hands on the wheel, she let out a long breath.
Now more than ever, she wanted—needed—to stay in Bliss Cove. Being awarded
tenure would ensure her job security and also allow her to continue living
where her roots were planted.
She followed the coastal road north out of town to an
expanse of land where a massive, old Victorian mansion sat beneath a bower of
trees. A round tower rose from the back, giving the place a fairy-tale quality.
Grabbing her satchel, she ascended the columned front porch
and went inside. A hush filled the cool, dark air, and a few people sat at the
long tables reading and studying.
Callie approached the weathered, wooden front desk where the
librarian, Beatrice Delaney, was busy checking in books.
“Hi, Bee.”
The young woman startled, pushing her glasses up the bridge
of her nose. “Callie, sorry. I didn’t even hear you come in. How are you?”
“Fine, thanks.” Callie set her satchel on the desk. “I just
wanted to pick up the books you ordered for me through interlibrary loan. You
messaged me that they were in.”
“Yes, the last one just came in yesterday.” Bee turned
toward the hold shelf and perused the alphabetically stacked titles. “I told
Peter to put them under your name, but I don’t see them here. Hold on a
second.”
She picked up the landline phone—cell service being spotty
on this isolated stretch of coastline—and dialed. “Peter? It’s Bee.”
With a sigh, Callie glanced at her watch. Forty-five minutes
to her meeting. She also needed to stop at her office on the way to pick up her
notes.
An elderly gentleman approached the desk with a stack of
mystery novels, giving Callie a nod of greeting.
“Callie, I’m sorry.” Bee turned, a frown creasing her smooth
forehead. “He mistakenly put them back in the stacks instead of on the hold
shelf. I’ll run up and get them for you.”
Callie stifled a rush of impatience. She shook her head,
indicating that Bee should help the gentleman check out his books. “It’s okay,
I’ll get them.”
Before Bee could protest, Callie picked up her satchel and
hurried toward the worn staircase leading to the upper floors. She reached the
third floor and crossed the expanse of looming shelves to the very back where
the Greek mythology section was located. She checked the list of call numbers
on her phone.          
Eight books—and she’d left her book bag on campus. No time
to come back later either, as she had to get over to her mother’s house right
after the meeting. Besides, she was here now and she wasn’t about to waste
time.
She perused the shelves and hauled out the heavy books from
between others that were coated with dust. The last volume was so large it was
stacked sideways on a lower shelf. Callie knelt to yank it out and grimaced as
cobwebs clung to her cashmere sleeve. Some of the shelves had apparently never
seen the benefits of the library’s cleaning budget.
After piling the books on top of each other, she hefted the
stack into her arms and hurried back to the stairs. From the corner of her eye,
she caught a glimpse of the narrow, gated elevator, which she usually avoided
due to its advanced age. She started toward it. Her arms were already strained,
and she’d need to shave seconds off this errand to avoid being late.
She punched the call button with her elbow, shifting the
books into the crook of her other arm. Smears of dirt and dust covered her
beige silk blouse and the front of her sweater.
She groaned. All she needed was to walk into the meeting and
face six senior professors with smudges streaking her clothes. If Bee got her
books checked out quickly, she might have time to stop at the ladies’ room and
try to clean up.
Where was the elevator? The darned thing didn’t even have
numbers indicating its location. She shifted again, hitching her satchel higher
up on her shoulder. Her long, straight brown hair was starting to escape its
usual neat chignon, which meant another repair before the meeting.
She blew a stray lock of hair away from her forehead and
hefted the books to her other arm. Strength training at the gym had nothing
compared to hauling around Greek mythology books.
“Come on.” She
glowered at the elevator, as if irritation would make it move. If she’d taken
the stairs, she’d be at the check-out desk by now.
“Can I help you?”
A deep male voice rolled over her skin. She turned, her gaze
colliding with eyes so blue that looking into them was like diving into a pool
of pristine, tropical water.
Her breath caught. A hot shiver ran down her spine. “Um…excuse
me?”
“Those look heavy.” He stopped beside her and reached for
the books.
Reflexively, Callie clutched the dusty stack tighter against
her chest. Words dissolved in her throat. If a Greek hero statue came to life,
this man would be the result.
He was big, well over six feet, with strong, classical
features—high cheekbones sloped down to a square jaw and beautifully shaped
mouth, and his thick-lashed eyes studied her with penetrating intensity from
behind a pair of black-framed glasses. His longish hair, a strikingly uniform
and heavy shade of dirty blond, brushed the collar of his jacket, and his wide
shoulders looked as if they could bear any weight in the world. A black strap
cut across his chest, holding a camera at his side.
Callie struggled to pull in a breath. Though her arm muscles
ached from holding the books, she shook her head. “I…I’m fine. Thank you.”
Turning, she stabbed the elevator button again. Why was it taking so long?
He angled his body toward the elevator, tucking a thick
paperback under his arm. Just standing beside him was an exercise in awareness,
as Callie couldn’t help but notice the breadth of his muscular chest beneath a
navy T-shirt, or the way his worn jeans hugged his long legs…
The elevator pinged. He stepped forward to pull open the
gate, extending his hand to hold the door for her. Callie’s appreciation of the
chivalrous gesture faded as she moved past him, the close quarters causing her
arm to brush against his abdomen. The half-second contact elicited a
ridiculously disproportionate surge of heat in her veins.
Stop it!
Stiffening her shoulders, she strode with purpose into the
elevator. Halfway in, her heel stuck in the gap between the elevator and the
floor. With a squeak of alarm, she pitched forward.
Her books crashed to the ground. Before she could put her
hands out to break an inevitable fall, he darted in front of her, grabbed her
arms, and hauled her upright.
“Careful.” Concern laced his voice. He tightened his grip on
her. Heavens, he was strong.
Callie’s heart raced. She nodded, struggling to control her
erratic breathing. He was right in front of her, so close that she caught his
scent—something earthy and masculine, like autumn leaves and salt. She stared
at the tanned column of his throat, the hollow where his pulse beat visibly
beneath his taut skin.
God. Was he as
affected by their contact as she was?
“You okay?” He flexed his hands and peeled his grip from her
arms.
Not trusting herself to speak, Callie nodded. He bent to
retrieve her books. She started forward to help him, then stopped. She couldn’t
move. Her narrow heel was still stuck in the elevator door gap.
“Hold on.” He stacked her books in a neat pile on the floor
and stepped to her side, putting up an arm to keep the doors from closing on
her.
Before she could issue a protest—and really, at this point,
she was in no position to reject his help—he closed one strong hand around her
shoe and the other around her stocking-clad ankle.
Callie almost jumped out of her skin. Her pulse skyrocketed,
and warmth flooded her. She couldn’t help imagining what his big hand would
feel like sliding up her calf, around to her knee, then clear up to her thigh
and…
“Pull,” he ordered, his tone brisk and business-like.
“Um…what?”
“Pull your foot. I’ve got your heel.”
A flush scorched Callie’s neck. She silently prayed that one
of her students, or worse, a fellow professor, didn’t decide to wander by at
that very second. Bracing one hand on the wall, she tugged her foot. He pulled
at the same time, and her heel jolted free from the gap.
“Success!” Straightening, he flashed her a smile so white
and engaging that pleasure constricted her chest—and then familiarity struck
her.
Wait a second. Did she know
him?
No. She shook her head to rid herself of the preposterous
idea. She wouldn’t have not
remembered a man like him.
“Thank you.”
“No problem.” He picked up her books. “Wouldn’t want you
falling head over heels.”
Callie laughed, her tension relaxing. He grinned and shot
her a wink before turning to press the first-floor button. Why did he suddenly seem so familiar?
The elevator doors closed. He studied the book titles and
covers. “Greek mythology, huh?”
“Yes, I teach in the Classics department at Skyline.”
He glanced over at her, a crease appearing between his
eyebrows. Callie realized she was still staring at him. Maybe he was a new
resident or another professor—though of what, she couldn’t imagine. Love 101?
Her cheeks warmed. “I’m sorry.” She smiled weakly. “It’s
just…I’ve never seen you here before, but you look familiar. Do we know each
other?”
His shoulders stiffened. A shield appeared to descend over
his features, closing off all traces of warmth and humor.
“No.” He faced forward again. “We don’t.”
Before Callie could respond to his sudden change in tone,
the elevator bumped and rattled to a stop. She extended her arms to take the
books from him.
“Thanks for the…” Her voice trailed off.
Why weren’t the doors
opening? Didn’t the bump indicate they’d reached the first floor?
Since she didn’t usually take this elevator, she wouldn’t
know. Maybe it was just slow.
Blowing her breath out impatiently, she hit the Open Doors button. Nothing.
“Maybe we need to say ‘Hocus
Pocus’
?” Though his tone was light, he frowned slightly.
For some reason, a spark of anxiety lit in Callie’s belly.
She shifted her weight and pushed the button again. “I knew I should have taken
the stairs.”
Setting the books down, he punched the other buttons on the
panel. Nothing happened. The overhead lights flickered.
“Could be the ghost of Captain Marcus.” He glanced up at the
ceiling.
Callie shot him a narrow look. If he knew the library was
rumored to be haunted by the ship captain who built the mansion, then he was
either from around here or he’d read up on the history of Bliss Cove. It had to
be the former. But why couldn’t she place him?
His frown deepened as he studied the panel and pressed the
alarm button. A buzzing noise echoed in the small space. “So at least we know
that works.”
Callie clucked her tongue with irritation and checked her
watch. Half an hour before her meeting. “Bee knows I went to get those books,
so even if she didn’t hear the alarm, she’ll wonder where I went.”
“What if she thinks you’re just browsing the stacks?”
“I don’t have time to browse
the stacks
.” She started to pace to the other side of the elevator before
remembering they were in an enclosed space that was about fifteen square feet.
And he took up a lot of room. His presence radiated beyond his considerable
physical form, warming her from the inside out.
Her heartbeat increased. She stepped back, trying to put as
much distance between them as possible. “I…um, I just mean I’m busy. I have an
important meeting in half an hour. I always know exactly what books I want. No
need to browse.”
Oh my god, stop
babbling, Callie.
“I figured that’s what you meant.” Amusement gleamed in his
blue eyes. He pressed the alarm button again and leaned toward the intercom.
“Hello? Bee?”
Silence. Callie pulled her phone out of her satchel and swiped
the screen.
“No signal.” Her heart sank. “Big surprise.”
She dropped her phone back into the side pocket and walked
one step forward and two steps back. “I can’t miss this meeting. Do you think
we can climb out the top?”
She half expected him to laugh at her. Instead he shrugged
and stretched his arm toward the ceiling. The movement caused his T-shirt to
ride up, revealing a stunning, washboard abdomen with a light trail of hair
leading straight down into his jeans. Though Callie had always prided herself
on her self-control and discipline, she was helpless against the hypnotic pull
of this man’s abdomen. Until now, she’d only seen an actual six-pack in
underwear ads, and his very real muscles—which were right in front of her—had her fingers twitching with the urge to
explore that expanse of smooth, taut skin.
“Close.” He brushed his hand across the panels, but they
were too high for him to get a grip. He muttered a noise of frustration. “I
once did a…I mean, I can lift you up and you can try to get those light panels
off to see if there’s an escape hatch.”
“Well, let’s give it a shot.” Callie forced her attention
from his abs back up to his face. She tried to ignore a surge of awareness at
the thought of him touching her again. “I really can’t miss this meeting.”
“So you’ve said.” A grin tugged at his mouth.
Another bolt of familiarity shot through her. Shaking it
off, she looked at ceiling. “So go ahead. Lift me.”
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Rory Prescott is desperate for a place to stay before she leaves Bliss
Cove for her lucrative new tech job. Tavern owner Grant Taylor is desperate for
a date to his brother’s wedding before his mother tries to marry him off next.



Grant makes Rory a deal—he’ll let her stay in his cottage if she’ll pretend to
be his girlfriend. Though the two friends bicker over everything from her love
of gummy worms to the horrible singing fish he has on the tavern wall,
“pretending” to like each other isn’t a stretch. 
As they share close quarters, argue about cell phones, and exchange more than
one hot kiss, their fake relationship soon becomes passionately real.
 
But Grant’s family battles and Rory’s impending career move shut down any
possibility of a happy ending. Their hot, tender romance is about to crash and
burn…unless they’re willing to risk everything for love.
Author Bio
Nina Lindsey writes romances filled with heart, heat, and happy endings.
She is delighted to introduce readers to Bliss Cove, California, a coastal town
with an abundance of warm cookies, ocean breezes, and the ever-present
possibility of love.
Nina loves all things spicy and sweet, with chili chocolates being at the top
of the list. She is also a fan of glossy magazines, pop culture, Gilmore Girls,
energy bites, Orangetheory, and the sound of silence.

She lives in Wisconsin with her meteorologist husband (yes, she asks him daily,
“What’s the weather forecast?”), their two children, a hyperactive
dog, and a snail named Pipsqueak.

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REVIEW – AND I LOVE HER (Bliss Cove, #2) by Nina Lindsey

SYNOPSIS

An expert on the hot, wild tales of mythology, Callie Prescott leads a tidy life. And that, thank you, is exactly how she wants it, despite her family’s pestering that she’s a control freak who needs to have fun. Callie prefers order and predictability. After her father’s death and her mother’s recent health scare, who can blame her?

Jake Ryan fights bad guys, jumps out of airplanes, and escapes disasters…on film. But when a scandal engulfs his career, he takes cover in his hometown of Bliss Cove while he puts out the fire. No one knows his true identity until a chance encounter with Callie ignites powerful flashbacks of their high-school years together.

Despite the threat of exposure, Jake wants some close-up action with the brilliant, beautiful professor. Callie’s structured life has no room for a sexy, muscular hero…until Jake shows her how thrilling it is to have fun and lose control (a little).

Jake and Callie surrender to a hot affair and the possibility of love. But with dangerous secrets, a public scandal, and a mother’s scheming plots, can Jake ever win the starring role in his leading lady’s heart?

 

 

*****Patty’s Review*****
*****FOUR STARS*****
{ARC Generously Provided by Author}

He’d never expected to find someone like her anywhere, much less during his exile in Bliss Cove. God knew he hadn’t imagined that smart girl Callie from high school would come back into his life with the power of an earthquake and shake up his very foundation, in the best possible way.

 

 

 

”AND I LOVE HER” brings us back to the beautiful Northern California coastal town of Bliss Cove. This is the eldest Prescott sister’s turn at romance and it’s with her old high school crush turned multi-million dollar Hollywood action star, Jake Ryan. This was an opposites-attract romance with a light dose of steam and angst. Callie is a Greek mythology professor at the local university, whose entire life revolves around her career and her family. She can be overbearing and a bit smothering when it comes to her mother and two sisters, but her heart is in the right place. Callie doesn’t have time for a personal life but deep down she’s dreamed of finding her one true love and having the relationship that her parents had.

 

 

Jake is in Bliss Cove on a hiatus from his fast-paced Hollywood life. Love is the last thing he expected to find in his old hometown, but the more he gets to know Callie, he finds himself falling fast. She makes him see that there’s more to life than just being an Oscar award-winning actor, and Jake is having just as much of an impact on Callie. He brings color and excitement into her world. Callie realizes that she hasn’t truly lived until Jake came along and encouraged her to step outside of her comfort zone. They’re perfect for each other. But there are huge obstacles and a little secret that have the potential to tear the couple apart.

 

 

 

Here are my overall ratings:
Hero: 4.5
Heroine: 4
Plot:
Angst: 4
Steam: 4
Chemistry Between Hero & Heroine: 4.5

”AND I LOVE HER” releases on October 30th!

 

 

 

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LIVE – LOVE WALKS IN (Bliss Cove, #1) by Nina Lindsey

 

 

Title: Love Walks In
Series: Bliss Cove #1
Author: Nina Lindsey
Genre: Spicy Sweet Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
Release Date: September 26, 2019

 

Blurb

 

Bus ticket
to hometown of Bliss Cove – $124.50
Purchase of old building and business license – $35,250
Thirteen orphaned cats – free
Finally proving to her family that she can be successful – priceless
Shaking off her past mistakes and fickle reputation, Aria Prescott is
determined to start a new life with her latest venture, the “Meow and Then Cat
Café.” Though the café is in the town’s most rundown neighborhood, Aria will
let nothing stop her from success.

Then property developer Hunter Armstrong shocks the Mariposa Street shop owners
with a buyout offer that threatens to destroy the old district. Aria refuses to
let the ruthless businessman intimidate her into selling her beloved café, even
if Hunter’s dark, glowering sexiness secretly makes her want to purr.

Aria and Hunter are soon locked in a fiery, tense war over the fate of Mariposa
Street. But when Hunter starts falling for this sexy town sweetheart, he
discovers that winning the battle might mean losing his heart.

 

 

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Excerpt
Chapter One
Good things
came in large, thick envelopes. At least, that was what Aria Prescott had
always believed. Wedding invitations, college acceptances, Christmas cards,
love letters.
But this?
She sank
onto a chair in her darkened café, crumpling the brown envelope in her fist.
The formal letter was clipped to a stack of papers made heavier by the copious
use of legalese—clauses, conditions,
title. Financial terms.
Dropping
the letter, she looked through the brick-and-glass partition separating the
lounge from the front room of the café. Evening light illuminated the painted Meow and Then sign on the window. A
chalkboard menu hung on the wall behind the counter. Wooden shelves held cat
toys and cat-themed merchandise.
She’d
created this. For the first time in her life, she’d gone the distance, gotten
the job done, seen the plan through. She couldn’t—wouldn’t—let anything change that now.
Jumbo
butted his fuzzy head against her arm.
“Sorry,
sweetie.” Stroking the tabby cat’s ears, Aria got to her feet. “Thirteen orders
of chicken bites in gravy coming right up.”
Cats of all
sizes stirred from various lounging positions around the room. Tails swishing
and ears perked, they padded over to the row of food and water dishes.
Pushing the
letter out of her mind, Aria retrieved cans of chicken from the storage cabinet
and prepared dinner for her thirteen charges. A few of them meowed and
slithered around her legs, while others sat waiting regally for their meal to
be served.
A one-eyed
cat with patchy fur, a torn left ear, and a sharp fanged tooth poking out of
his mouth crouched under a table.
“Come on,
Fang.” Aria clicked her tongue at the old cat, who glared at her. “Yummy
chicken.”
She filled
a separate dish and set it close to him. Only when she backed away did he edge
forward to eat.
After
refilling the water dishes, she tied the full trash bag and headed out the back
door to put it in the garbage bin. A thick layer of ocean fog and encroaching
rainclouds covered the sky, blocking the sunset. Though the April weather had
been temperate, evenings were cool in the coastal California town of Bliss
Cove.
It was
Aria’s favorite time of year—warm days bursting with color and new life
followed by chilly nights of sweatshirts and bonfires. But this spring was more
important than all previous ones because before summer arrived, Aria’s mother
and two older sisters would see that she could not only follow through with a
plan, but make it a success. She’d finally prove that she was stronger and
smarter than anyone—herself included—had believed.
The
backdoor of the café creaked. A large calico peered at her from the crack in
the open door, which she never forgot to close.
Until now.
Not the greatest start to smarter.
“Hey, boy.”
Keeping her voice soft, she locked her gaze to his. “Go back inside.
I’ll…Porkchop!”
Faster than
a blink, the cat shot into the alley and ran.
“Porkchop!”
Aria slammed the door shut so the other cats wouldn’t escape. She hurried
around to the front of the café just as his swishing tail disappeared around
the corner. “Who knew you could move so fast? Porkchop!”
Soon it
would be dark and rainy. Breaking into a run, Aria followed the cat away from
Mariposa Street. The rundown historic district was at least three miles from
the center of downtown. Shops and restaurants lined the streets converging
toward the popular and busy Starfish Avenue.
Annoyance
flickered through her. In the two weeks she’d had Porkchop, he’d proven to be
both wily and smug. He’d chewed rolls of paper towels, shoved other cats off
the windowsill, and Aria swore he’d deliberately broken one of the cat
figurines in the lounge.
There! A
black-and-orange furball was just visible under a parked pick-up truck. She
crept forward and extended her hand.
“Come on,
Porkie Pie,” she crooned. “Come back home and I’ll give you some nice tuna
fish…Porkchop!”
He darted
away. Several passers-by paused to try and catch him. The overweight cat
continued to move surprisingly fast, evading every grasp.
Aria’s
lungs started to burn. Skidding in her flat, strappy sandals, she caught sight
of him crossing the street to the ramshackle Outside Inn. The old Queen Anne
building sprawled over an expanse of tree-dotted lawn with a trail leading to
Pelican Beach.
Heavy
raindrops started to fall. Aria hurried up the pathway leading to the
wrap-around porch. Thick shrubs and overgrown weeds lined the foundation of the
inn underneath the multiple lighted windows. Porkchop shot behind a dense
boxwood.
“You
little…” She pushed through the shrubs, cursing as her flowy cotton skirt
caught on a wet branch and tore. “You’re lucky I took you on, you ungrateful
little mouse catcher. If it weren’t for me, you’d be…Porkchop!”
Tail
swishing, he bounded to the corner of the inn. If he took off toward the beach
trail…she’d never find him on the dark shoreline. But under the awning, he was
protected from the rain. Maybe he’d opt for comfort over risk and adventure.
Comfort is a far better choice, my feline
friend. Trust me on that.
The cat
stopped. His whiskers twitched. His yellow eyes gleamed. Aria gritted her
teeth.
“You come
here right now.” She clapped her hands sharply and raised her voice. “I work
very hard to give you and your fellow feline brethren a nice place to live, and
I do not appreciate being forced to race through the—”
A window
slammed open right above her. “What the hell is going on out here?”
The deep
male voice boomed like thunder. Aria’s heart jumped into her throat. Forcing an
apologetic smile onto her lips, she straightened and looked up. Right into the
scowling face of a man whose glare burned right into her.
She opened
and closed her mouth. No words came out. Her heart raced.
“Well?” His
black eyebrows snapped together over his intense dark eyes. He was still
holding the window sash up, and the lifted position of his arms stretched his
white dress shirt over impressively bulging biceps.
“What are
you doing out here?” he barked.
“I….there’s
a cat.” Trying to gather her scattered wits, she ran shaking hands over her
dress. “Uh, I was just—”
“You were
annoying the crap out of me is what you were just doing.”
Irritation
stiffened Aria’s spine.
“I’m sorry,
I didn’t mean to annoy you.” She
indicated Porkchop, who was still sitting at the corner of the inn, staring at
the man as if he, too, were transfixed by his sheer potency. “I’m trying to
save my cat.”
His mouth
twisted sardonically. “Your cat.”
“My felis catus, if you want the Latin
term.”
He expelled
an impatient breath, his scowl deepening. Letting go of the window sash, he
raked a hand through his disheveled dark hair. His sleeves were rolled up to the
elbows, revealing tanned forearms corded with muscle.
Good God. Who was he, this man whose glower ratcheted up
his sexiness by about a thousand degrees?
And what
was she doing fixating on him when
she still had to catch Porkchop? The rain was coming down harder.
“I
apologize.” She drew her shoulders back and met his smoldering black eyes. “My
cat escaped and made his way here, for some reason. I’m trying to catch him.”

He shot a glare at the animal, who was still staring and twitching his tail.
“Given his size, it doesn’t look as if catching him should be that hard.”

Aria
frowned, stung by the dig about Porkchop’s weight. “I’ll thank you not to
insult my cat.”

“You named him Porkchop.”
“I didn’t
name him. And he 
is

REVIEW – LOVE WALKS IN (Bliss Cove, #1) by Nina Lindsey

 

SYNOPSIS

Bus ticket to hometown of Bliss Cove – $24.50
Purchase of old building and business license – $35,250
Twelve orphaned cats – free
Finally proving to her family that she can be successful – priceless.

Shaking off her past mistakes and fickle reputation, Aria Prescott is determined to start a new life with her latest venture, the “Meow and Then Cat Café.” Though the café is in the town’s most rundown neighborhood, Aria will let nothing stop her from success.

Then property developer Hunter Armstrong shocks the Mariposa Street shop owners with a buyout offer that threatens to destroy the old district. Aria refuses to let the ruthless businessman intimidate her into selling her beloved café, even if Hunter’s dark, glowering sexiness secretly makes her want to purr.

Aria and Hunter are soon locked in a fiery, tense war over the fate of Mariposa Street. But when Hunter starts falling for this sexy town sweetheart, he discovers that winning the battle might mean losing his heart.

 

*****Patty’s Review*****

*****FIVE STARS*****
{ARC Generously Provided by Author}

Every part of her felt warm and glowing. She’d thought the light inside her had gone out long ago. How crazy and wonderful that he had made it burn so brightly—a captivating stranger she would never see again.

 

 

 

 

I have such a good feeling about the ”Bliss Cove” series, after having finished the first installment. Nina Lindsey is an author I have loved for quite a while now. It’s her new pen name. To be honest, I’m not sure why she chose to go by another name but I’m glad that at least she hasn’t given up writing. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t read by her. Her Heroes are every woman’s ultimate fantasy. I don’t know how she does it but she’s made me fall in love with all of them!! Hunter Armstrong is sure to melt the hearts of many readers, and Aria Prescott was a lovable and endearing Heroine. There isn’t anything that I didn’t love about this story. It had awesome characters, an engaging plot, and a Hero and Heroine with out of this world chemistry. This story had it all, including some adorable cats looking for their forever homes.

Aria is the baby of the family. She’s known for being flighty and never seeing anything through to completion. She’s back home in Bliss Cove after having left for several months and she’s determined to make a success of her business, the ”Meow and Then Cat Cafe”, that she’s opened up in the historical district on Mariposa Street. One half of it is a café where she offers refreshments, sandwiches, and pastries. The other half of the establishment is a cozy space that she customized for cats to inhabit, and her customers are free to sit and spend time with the cute felines. She keeps up to 15 homeless cats at a time and advertises their adoption information on her website. Aria is a very intelligent and caring young woman who is passionate about her business and about preserving the historic district of Bliss Cove.

She meets a sexy as hell stranger one night when one of her cats escapes and he helps her find the naughty kitty. Crazy sparks fly between them but during their encounter, they failed to exchange names. Aria decides to file her time with the stranger away as a fond and sexy memory. She never expected Hunter to walk in her café the next day, dressed in an Armani suit, holding a contract offering to buy her business. The man that had her pulse racing turns out to be her worst enemy.

Trying to remain indifferent to the man who has been the star of her late-night fantasies proves harder than Aria thought it would be. Soon the two decide to put their differences aside and become friends but friendship is not going to cut it for Hunter and Aria. How can these two make things work when their goals are in direct opposition of each other? Will Aria give up her fight to save Mariposa Street? Or will Hunter walk away from his shot at becoming CEO of Imperial Properties?

Here are my overall ratings:

Hero: 5
Heroine: 5
Plot: 5
Angst: 4
Steam: 4
Chemistry Between Hero & Heroine: 5

I can’t wait to see what the author has in store for the remaining Prescott sisters and their friends!! ”LOVE WALKS IN” is currently available!!

LIVE – DADDY ME by Ker Dukey & K. Webster

 

Title: Daddy Me
A KKinky Reads Novella Standalone
Authors: Ker Dukey & K Webster
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: July 8, 2019
Blurb
From
international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a fast-paced, hot, instalove standalone lunchtime read from their
KKinky Reads collection!
Dreams are
supposed to be encouraged.
Not mine.
My brother
likes to keep me on a tight leash, tethered to an unexceptional life.
But when
Ronan Hayes walks into our family-owned bar, he opens my cage and offers me
freedom.
Ronan wants
to give me the world.
A chance to
take flight and soar.
He sees
something special in me, and I want nothing more than to be that for him.
Special.
He’s my
dream maker.
My shot. My
hope. My everything.
Ronan
craves to take care of me.
A
protector. A confidant. A provider. A lover.
He wants to
daddy me.
And I want
to let him.
This is
a steamy, kinky romance sure to make you blush! A perfect combination of sweet
and sexy you can devour in one sitting! You’ll get a happy
ending that’ll make you swoon!
This
is not a dark romance.
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Ker Dukey
My books all tend to be darker romance, the edge of your
seat, angst-filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my
titles… prepare for the unexpected.
I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be
through lyrics or bedtime stories with my sisters growing up.
My mom would always have a book in her hand when I was young
and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my
own. Not all love stories are made from light- some are created in darkness but
are just as powerful and worth telling.
When I’m not lost in the world of characters, I love
spending time with my family. I’m a mom and that comes first in my life, but
when I do get down time, I love attending music concerts or reading events with
my younger sister.
K Webster
K Webster
is a USA Today Bestselling author of over seventy romance books in many
different genres including dark romance, taboo romance, contemporary romance,
historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending
time with her supportive husband and two adorable children, she’s active on
social media connecting with her readers.
Her other
passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be
found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She
looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.
You can easily
find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!
Can’t find
a certain book? Maybe it’s too hot for Amazon! Don’t worry because titles like
Bad Bad Bad, This is War, Baby, The Wild, and Hale can all be found for sale on
K’s website in both ebook and paperback format.
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REVIEW – DADDY ME by K. Webster & Ker Dukey

SYNOPSIS

From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a fast-paced, hot, instalove standalone lunchtime read from their KKinky Reads collection!

Dreams are supposed to be encouraged.
Not mine.
My brother likes to keep me on a tight leash, tethered to an unexceptional life.
But when Ronan Hayes walks into our family-owned bar, he opens my cage and offers me freedom.

Ronan wants to give me the world.
A chance to take flight and soar.
He sees something special in me, and I want nothing more than to be that for him.
Special.

He’s my dream maker.
My shot. My hope. My everything.

Ronan craves to take care of me.
A protector. A confidant. A provider. A lover.
He wants to daddy me.
And I want to let him.

This is a steamy, kinky romance sure to make you blush! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy you can devour in one sitting! You’ll get a happy ending that’ll make you swoon!

This is not a dark romance.

 

 

*****Patty’s Review*****

*****FOUR STARS*****
{ARC Generously Provided by Authors}

I’m already in too deep to turn away from her now. It’s fast but explosive between us. I’ve never wanted anything more than an arrangement before. And that was always fine. Until things changed.

 

 

 

 

K. Webster is the Queen of kinky erotica. She and Ker Dukey have collaborated on many works and their latest series, ”KKinky Reads” is compiled of steamy and sometimes downright dirty novellas that are sure to get readers’ temperatures rising. I’m not particularly a fan of “Daddy” kink, but I found ”DADDY ME” to be rather tame compared to K. Webster and Ker Dukey’s other collaborative works. This was an erotic twist on the Cinderella fairy tale. It’s a quick and entertaining read. I highly recommend it for those of you who are looking for a quick and steamy fix.

Here are my overall ratings:

Hero: 4
Heroine: 3
Plot: 4
Angst: 2
Steam: 5
Chemistry Between Hero & Heroine: 5

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COVER REVEAL – DADDY ME by K. Webster & Ker Dukey

Title: Daddy Me
A KKinky Reads Novella Standalone
Authors: Ker Dukey & K Webster
Genre: Erotic Romance
Cover Design: All By Design
Release Date: July 8, 2019
Blurb

From
international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a fast-paced, hot, instalove standalone lunchtime read from their
KKinky Reads collection!
Dreams are
supposed to be encouraged.
Not mine.
My brother
likes to keep me on a tight leash, tethered to an unexceptional life.
But when
Ronan Hayes walks into our family-owned bar, he opens my cage and offers me
freedom.
Ronan wants
to give me the world.
A chance to
take flight and soar.
He sees
something special in me, and I want nothing more than to be that for him.
Special.
He’s my
dream maker.
My shot. My
hope. My everything.
Ronan
craves to take care of me.
A
protector. A confidant. A provider. A lover.
He wants to
daddy me.
And I want
to let him.
This is
a steamy, kinky romance sure to make you blush! A perfect combination of sweet
and sexy you can devour in one sitting! You’ll get a happy
ending that’ll make you swoon!
This
is not a dark romance.
Pre-order Links
Only 99c!
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
Also Available
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
Free in Kindle Unlimited
Only 99c!
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU
Free in Kindle Unlimited
Ker Dukey
My books all tend to be darker romance, the edge of your
seat, angst-filled reads. My advice to my readers when starting one of my
titles… prepare for the unexpected.
I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be
through lyrics or bedtime stories with my sisters growing up.
My mom would always have a book in her hand when I was young
and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my
own. Not all love stories are made from light- some are created in darkness but
are just as powerful and worth telling.
When I’m not lost in the world of characters, I love
spending time with my family. I’m a mom and that comes first in my life, but
when I do get down time, I love attending music concerts or reading events with
my younger sister.
K Webster
K Webster
is a USA Today Bestselling author of over seventy romance books in many
different genres including dark romance, taboo romance, contemporary romance,
historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending
time with her supportive husband and two adorable children, she’s active on
social media connecting with her readers.
Her other
passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be
found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She
looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.
You can easily
find K Webster on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads!
Can’t find
a certain book? Maybe it’s too hot for Amazon! Don’t worry because titles like
Bad Bad Bad, This is War, Baby, The Wild, and Hale can all be found for sale on
K’s website in both ebook and paperback format.

LIVE – BOSSY BROTHERS: JESSE by J.A. Huss

Title: Bossy Brothers: Jesse
Series: Bossy Brothers #1
Author: JA Huss
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 24, 2019
Blurb
Thirteen
years before Emma Dumas bought me in a bachelor auction to teach me a lesson
she stole my heart down on Key West. I fell so hard for this girl I made all
the promises. Only with Emma, I really meant them.
And then I
disappeared.
But it
wasn’t my fault. Let’s just call my reason “Family Business”. I’d tell you what
that business is, but then I’d have to kill you. Just kidding. I can’t tell you
what my family business is because it’s so secret, even I don’t know.
My point
is… I didn’t ghost. It was a weird twist of circumstances. And OK, yes. I did
hook up with pretty much every girl on the island that week. But after I met
Emma, I was ruined. She’s the only one I wanted.
It’s been
thirteen years. I’m a changed man. I STILL want her. I have ALWAYS wanted her.
But it’s
kind of hard to tell her that with a gag in my mouth and a hood over my head.
*****
Bossy
Brothers: Jesse features a bachelor auction gone wrong, four smart ladies who
botch a crazy revenge kidnapping, a fancy power dream date with fast cars,
private jets, and expensive yachts, lots of ex-sex, and a happily ever after
that proves… sometimes the best man for the job is a woman.

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Excerpt
JESSE

I’m outside. Where are you?
That’s what I text to Emma once I pull up in front of her building. She’s
testing me but I’m ready for her today. I am willing to overlook the drugging
and the kidnapping—but no one walks out on me the way she did last night.
No one.
So am I being petty and childish by demanding that she spend the day with
me learning her lesson?
Absolutely.
Do I care?
Absolutely not.
I don’t even know what we’re going to do today. I have no plans other
than monopolize her day. Make her waste time with me. Make her hate me.
This is what’s called the classic hate fuck, Jesse.
Her words are burned into my mind forever. I will never stop hearing her
say that to me. Ever.
The balls on this woman. Giant, motherfucking bull-sized balls on this
woman.
My phone dings in my hand just as a horn honks behind me.
I glance down at the screen and read her message. I’m right behind you.
Then I glance in the rear-view and see her waving at me from a… what the
fuck?
She’s smiling broadly from the driver’s seat of a matte-black Lamborghini
Huracán, her curlicue pigtails bobbing around her face.
She honks again. My phone dings. The text reads. Get in. I’m driving.
Oh, I don’t think so. I came here in a motherfucking Ferrari
Portofino
. Red. So I text back. You get in. I’m driving.
My phone rings. “What?” I ask, so annoyed. Because while the Portofino
was an excellent choice, I do have to admit the Huracán has sex written all
over it.
“I’m driving. Get in.”
“You’re not driving,” I say. “I’m the man, I do the driving.”
She revs her engine behind me. “We’re taking my car. If you’re a good boy
maybe I’ll let you drive it.”
“I could buy my own Huracán, Emma. I don’t need to drive yours.”
I catch her smiling even bigger in the mirror. “We can compare dicks all
day long if you want. But I’m not getting out of this car until we arrive at
our destination. So. I suggest you pick and choose your battles carefully, Mr.
Boston. Because as you can see, I’m sporting pigtails. And what you can’t see
is that I’m wearing the same outfit I was that day at the shaved ice stand all
those years ago.”
“Hmm,” I say.
“Hmm, indeed. This is your fantasy, right? You want to make me look like
that teenager I was back then. Fine. I’ll play along. If you let me drive my
car.”
“I don’t know where you got this car, but it’s definitely not yours.”
“It is now. I had it delivered fifteen minutes ago.”
“You bought a two-hundred-thousand-dollar car to impress me?”
“Two-seventy-five with upgrades. But who’s counting? And I didn’t do it
to impress you, Jesse. Don’t be dumb. I did it to make you feel inferior.”
“So that’s how this is gonna go?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You’re trying to hate-fuck me with a car.”
“I… don’t really know if that’s a thing. But sure.”
I hesitate.
“You know you want to drive it.”
“I really don’t have a thing for fast cars, Emma. You miscalculated.”
She revs her engine again and it sounds like a fucking lion. Or a lion
ready to fuck. One of the two. “Everyone has a thing for this car. Don’t
you want to see the interior? I wish I had time to customize it myself, but oh,
well. Listen to the sound system—”
The chorus of Smells Like Teen Spirit blares out into the city.
Everyone within a hundred yards turn to look at her.
I check the mirror again and find her banging her head and laughing
hysterically, her pigtails flying back and forth.
I text, Stop it. You’re embarrassing yourself.
She pauses her head-banging to text back. Get. In. The. Car. Now. Or
I’ll roll down the window and ask that hot-as-fuck jogger to get in instead.
I glance at the jogger. He’s shirtless, sweaty, and not bad-looking—OK.
No. He’s hot, even I can see that—and he’s also smiling at Emma like he wants
to throw her down on the hood of that Huracán and fuck her right here in front
of the whole city.
I get out, toss my keys to her building valet, and intercept the jogger
with a hand in the air. “Back off, asshole.”
Author Bio
JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller’s list 21 times in
the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and
perfect endings.
Her new sexy sci-fi
romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and
teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.
Her books have sold
millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her
semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and
an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was
nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was
nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV
series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated
for a RITA Award in 2019.
She lives on a ranch
in Central Colorado with her family.

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LIVE- DROP DEAD DIRTY by Jade West

Title: Drop Dead Dirty
A Dirty Gorgeous Series Standalone
Author: Jade West
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: June 12, 2019
Blurb

Oliver Kent isn’t just drop dead gorgeous…
He’s drop dead dirty too.
I haven’t seen him in a decade. Ten whole years since Oliver
Kent broke my heart and we said goodbye to our teenage dreams forever.
They say he’s a crazy successful businessman now, living
wild in London with a huge bank balance.
And me? Well, I’m still here living the same old small-town
life, pretty sure I’ll never see him again.
Until rumour has it that he’s going to be at our high school
reunion…
How the damn hell is a girl supposed to cope with the Oliver
Kent effect all over again?
It’s a whole fresh round of want. Filthy, dirty want for the
boy who drove me wild with his filthy, dirty fantasies. So many memories aching
for more.
Just as well life sometimes gives out second chances, isn’t
it?
One thing’s for sure, I’ll be jumping in to take mine.
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Jade has
increasingly little to say about herself as time goes on, other than the fact
she is an author, but she’s plenty happy with this. Living in imaginary
realities and having a legitimate excuse for it is really all she’s ever
wanted.
Jade is as dirty as you’d expect from her novels, and talking smut makes her
smile.
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