When her nose isn’t buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she’s in the kitchen creating gourmet meals.
It’s a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn’t listen to her…
It’s a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn’t listen to her…
New York Times Bestselling author Corinne Michaels brings a new breathtaking and emotional love story to life in the second STANDALONE in the Arrowood Brothers series.
Fight for Me is LIVE!
I fell in love with Sydney Hastings when I was ten years old.
At sixteen, we whispered promises of forever.
When I was twenty-two I broke them all. I left her and promised never to return.
After my father’s death, I’m forced to go home to Sugarloaf for six months. She’ll be everywhere, no longer just in my memories and regrets.
When we’re together, it’s as though time never stopped. She’s still the one I want, but I don’t deserve her. Instead of apologizing, I take that beautiful, broken woman in my arms. But after that, it’s her turn to leave me.
Now I have to fight. For her. For us. For the life we both want …
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Corinne Michaels is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller author. She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun-loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife.
After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness. She enjoys putting her characters through intense heartbreak and finding a way to heal them through their struggles. Her stories are chock full of emotion, humor, and unrelenting love.
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Natasha Madison does is again.
Southern Storm is a amazing read. I knew Natasha would redeem Savannah.
Savannah didn’t have an easy life. That poor girl. Now that I’ve read her story, I understand her better.
Beau was always in love with Savannah, she was his best friend. But what he doesn’t know is that Savannah was always in love with him too.
Love the storyline. But poor Savannah, she couldn’t get a break. Thank God she had Beau to help her. Beau was dreamy and hot!
So glad that Savannah got her second chance. She deserved it.
Another awesome book by Natasha Madison.
Can’t wait for Ethan’s book.
My Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ STARS
“A story rich with both heartache and hope. Catherine Cowles writes characters that are real, relatable, and will have you rooting for their happily-ever-after with all your heart!”
– Mia Sheridan, New York Times bestselling author
Reckless Memories, an all-new emotional, all-consuming, friends-to-lovers standalone from Catherine Cowles is out now!
I loved him before I knew what the word meant.
From skinned knees to first dates and everything in between.
But he was never mine to love.
I settled for friendship, even though I always wanted more.
That was before.
Before he ripped my world apart and didn’t bother sticking around to help me pick up the pieces.
I knit every last shred back together all on my own.
And I’ve all but forgotten his name.
Now, he’s back, and everything is torn apart once more.
But he’s not the only one doing the tearing this time.
And there might be no stopping the person who has it out for us both.
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Writer of words. Drinker of Diet Cokes. Lover of all things cute and furry, especially her dog. Catherine has had her nose in a book since the time she could read and finally decided to write down some of her own stories. When she’s not writing she can be found exploring her home state of Oregon, listening to true crime podcasts, or searching for her next book boyfriend.
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Reckless Memories is the first book in the Wrecked series by Catherine Cowles and it’s her best book to date.
I’ve been a fan of Ms. Cowles for a long time and love all her book but this one was beyond great. It’s not an easy love story. A story about friendship, heartbreak, lies, trust and letting go of the past.
Isabelle (Belle) and Ford’s story started when they were very young. They were always together and best friend. They understood each other. But Ford was Isabelle’s sister’s boyfriend.
Until something tragically happened and Isabelle lost two of the persons she loved the most in this world.
Belle and Ford’s chemistry was adorable when they were young and hot later when all grown up.
Love the storyline, the suspense and the secondary characters that I know there will be in the next upcoming books that I cannot wait to read.
I really hope hunter and the Sheriff will get their books too.
My Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ STARS!
Their marriage was nothing more than a business transaction. Or at least that was what they told themselves.
Poppy Weston had been burned enough times by undeserving men to know her heart was best left under lock and key. She was content with her life, even with the lack of romance. Then Jase Hyland walked into Redbud Inn and offered her something she couldn’t refuse. In return, all she had to do was marry him.
Jase had seen firsthand the kind of damage relationships caused, and he wanted nothing to do with it. He’d been taught from a young age that the only things that should matter to a man were wealth and power. However, all it took was a series of events to lead him down a path he never expected to travel.
It was supposed to be simple. No feelings, no emotions, just two friends entering into a mutually beneficial arrangement.
He thought he had it all figured out . . . until he went and fell for his wife.
**The Redemption series is a series of interconnected, standalone, small town romances.**
Quiet rained down on the dimly lit back porch, oppressive and thick with the tension I’d unwittingly walked into.
I’d never done well with awkward silences. I had the nasty habit of rambling in an effort to fill the void any time I found myself in that situation. That compulsion came over me then, spurred on even more by the fact that any time I was in Jase Hyland’s orbit, I turned into a flustered, bumbling disaster.
“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t lurking, I swear. I honestly didn’t know you guys were out here. Then when I did, I wasn’t sure what to do. I kind of froze.”
The sigh he released before bringing the tumbler in his hands to his full, pouty lips and sucking back some of the amber liquid inside sounded like it carried the weight of the world.
“It’s all right, sweetheart. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
I began to fidget in place, shifting from foot to foot and wringing my fingers together in front of me as the full force of his attention hit me like a wrecking ball.
My heart was at risk of doing a Kool-Aid Man impersonation and busting through my chest at any second.
Even with half of his features still shrouded in darkness, I knew exactly what he looked like. I’d spent enough time watching him during his visits to see his sister that I’d managed to memorize every sinful inch of him. And yes, I realized that made me sound like a psycho creeper. But I couldn’t help myself.
His well-trimmed brown hair had just enough product in it to keep it from flopping over his forehead but wasn’t overly styled. By this time of night, there was bound to be a five-o’clock shadow dusted across a strong, square jawline. The bridge of his nose had a tiny bump, making it slightly imperfect, but still attractive on such a handsome face, and his sharp cheekbones made him look almost regal. He was like a slightly scruffed-up Chris Evans. In other words, gorgeous.
He wasn’t like any of the men I’d grown up around. Redemption, Tennessee had its fair share of attractive guys, believe me. But this man was different. Where the men in my town lived in T-shirts, jeans, and flannel, Jase was well-groomed, usually in slacks and a button-down.
From my vantage point, I could see that his shirt was opened casually at the collar, and the cuffs of his sleeves had been rolled up to expose solid, veined forearms. Arm porn at its finest. The shirt was fine quality, tailored to fit his broad shoulders and thick biceps perfectly.
As usual, his look screamed money, but not in a flashy way that said he was trying to show off. It was how he carried himself. His calm, cool confidence gave off that impression.
God, he’s gorgeous, I thought, as I continued staring, unable to pull my attention away from his perfect, masculine features. I’d never been so thankful for dim lighting. It was the only thing hiding the insane blush that burned through my cheeks and chest—just one of the curses of being a redhead. “I’ll just, uh . . .” I trailed off pathetically, hooking my thumb over my shoulder and taking a step back.
Two little words from his gorgeous mouth, and I felt the need to fan myself. Clenching my fists to keep from doing that, I took hesitant steps in his direction, bracing my hands on the railing around the porch once I finally reached his side.
I didn’t have the first clue what he and Bennett had been arguing about, but I couldn’t stand to see the blank, stoic look on a face that was normally so happy. I arched a playful brow and stated, “You look like you’re about two seconds away from making a run for it.”
His head twisted toward me, one corner of his mouth kicking up in a smirk that made my belly flutter like a million hummingbirds had taken flight. Those golden-brown eyes, lined with long, dark lashes, danced with humor in the pale glow of the porch light. “You wouldn’t be too far off the mark, Flower.”
My heart did an Olympic gymnast-style flip at the name he’d christened me with on his very first visit to Redemption. Said in that husky voice of his, I nearly melted into a puddle of goo right then and there.
I twisted to face him full on and sucked in a dramatic gasp. “And risk the wrath of Farah? She’d murder you so dead.”
His smile was still there, but for the first time that night, I noticed just how tired he looked. There were faint purple smudges beneath his eyes. The scruff on his jaw was longer than I’d expected it to be, his hair unrulier.
Don’t get me wrong, he was still hotter than a damn forest fire, but it was evident in the lines on his sexy face that something was weighing on him.
“Hey,” I started, lowering my voice. “You all right?”
He downed more of his drink, bourbon, judging by the smell of it, and used that time to school his features and paste a carefree expression on before responding. “I’m good, Pop.”
With how often Jase had come to town to visit Bennett and his sister, staying at the inn most of those times, I’d gotten to know him well enough to consider us casual friends. More than acquaintances, but not besties by any stretch of the imagination. Still, I cared that something was plaguing him.
“You know, it’s none of my business if you don’t want to talk, and I’m certainly not gonna push, but if you ever need someone to listen, Jase, I’m never more than a phone call away.”
His glass came down on the iron banister with a clank. The intensity in his gaze as he stared down at me—like he was seeing something deep inside me at that very moment, something I didn’t understand— stole my breath and caused my lungs to deflate.
“You’re something else, Poppy. You know that?”
My blush grew so furious I thought I might actually catch fire at any second. “I’m just me,” I said quietly, looking up at him through the fan of my lashes. “Nothing special.”
His voice took on an even huskier timbre as he said, “That’s where you’re wrong, Flower. So very wrong.”
With that, he downed the last of his bourbon, placed the glass on the railing, and shocked the hell out of me by leaning down and placing a kiss on my forehead. “And I’ll keep your offer in mind.” Then he turned and headed back into the house, leaving me reeling.
Crazy Beautiful is the second book in The Redemption series and my new favorite book by Jessica Prince.
This is a beautiful book that gave me so many emotions while I was reading it.
Love the storyline and this trope, marriage of convenience, is becoming now one of my faves.
Jase is protective. He will protect those he love and he will do everything to protect his wife. He needs a wife otherwise he will loose the position of CEO in his company.
Poppy is strong. She’s the owner of the Inn of Redemption. And the Inn has to undergo a few reparations and she doesn’t has the money for it.
I loved the Chemistry between Jase and Poppy. Jase is an protective alpha and he had me swooning. Poppy is strong and very independent. But she was also sweet and very loyal. Loved it so much when she defended Jase.
Great secondary characters that I can’t wait to read more of.
My Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ STARS!
Born and raised around Houston Texas, Jessica spent most of her life complaining about the heat, humidity, and all around pain in the ass weather. It was only as an adult that she quickly realized the cost of living in Houston made up for not being able to breathe when she stepped outside. That’s why God created central air, after all.
Jessica is the mother of a perfect little boy–she refuses to accept that he inherited her attitude and sarcastic nature no matter what her husband says.
In addition to being a wife and mom, she’s also a wino, a coffee addict, and an avid lover of all types of books–romances still being her all time favs. Her husband likes to claim that reading is her obsession but she just says it’s a passion…there’s a difference. Not that she’d expect a boy to understand.
Jessica has been writing since she was a little girl, but thankfully grew out of drawing her own pictures for her stories before ever publishing her first book. Because an artist she is not.
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Title: Life & Limb (PASS, #2)
Author: Freya Barker
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 11, 2020
Photographer: JW Photography
Models: Katie McCain & Josh Faust
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
Growing up a military brat and spending eight years overseas with the Army Medical Corps, clinical social worker, Willa Smith, has had enough of rules and regulations. Still able to work with veterans as she did at the VA Hospital, she is much happier at the new and far more relaxed South Avenue Shelter, until one of its residents is implicated in a murder.
Former military turned security operative, Dimas Mazur, has worked for PASS security, his brother’s company, since he returned stateside after a disabling injury. The job keeps him busy, but when a homeless veteran he knows runs into trouble with the law, he doesn’t hesitate to jump in. The strong-headed counselor at the shelter where his friend stayed is an unexpected bonus.
Until she puts herself square in the sights of the man he’s trying to take down.
Life and Limb is the second book in Freya Barker’s PASS series and another awesome read.
Like I always say, Freya writes amazing characters with a great storyline and lots of suspense. Throw in strong women and protective and honorable alpha male and it’s just the way I love my books.
Willa Smith is a social worker that works in a shelter for homeless veterans. She is fierce, independent and strong. Love her character.
Dimas Mazur is a veteran who now works with his brother Yanis as a Security Expert at PASS.
Loved the mystery side of the story and guessing who did it.
The chemistry between the main characters was great and love reading about Jake and Rosie.
Dimas parents, Anna and Max had me laughing. They were my favorite characters in the book. Hope to read more about them in Yanis’ book.
Awesome read and can’t wait for more of this series and read Bree and Yanis’ book soon.
My Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ STARS!
“The perfect blend of heartfelt emotion and suspenseful swoons. Emma Renshaw grips the reader from the powerful prologue to the very last words. You don’t want to miss this book.” Author Catherine Cowles
From Emma Renshaw, author of the Vow series, comes a new small town romance about a guilt-ridden man returning home, a single mom, and the past that scars them both.
Ember, book one in the Ember series, is LIVE!
Ten years ago, I left Hawk Valley.
I never planned to return. Not to the regrets. The bitter memories. The guilt.
My baseball career gave me both the excuse and the money I needed to start over. Then my mom called, and I found myself headed back to the one place I swore I wouldn’t step foot again.
Meeting Delilah wasn’t part of the plan. Falling in love with her adorable son was even less so. And yet, what’s brewing between us is too intense to be denied. The unexpected passion is almost enough to distract us from the crumbling of both our worlds.
But even as the sparks fly, someone is waiting in the shadows to burn it all down.
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Ember is the first book in Emma Renshaw’s new The Burn series and what a wonderful start.
Gunner is Major League Baseball player that that has been going through life barely living and with lots of guilt of what happened in his small town on their graduation night.
He is forced to return home after 10 years and face the tragedy for the first time.
Delilah is a mother of an 8 year old boy who is everything to her. She’s a chef for her parents Bed & Breakfast and restaurant.
Love this book so much. The prologue had me crying. It was so very good written.
Gunner and Delilah are so cute together and also love Tucker. That boy stole my heart.
The storyline was great with a little suspense and mystery.
I’m looking forward to the next book in this series.
My Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ STARS!
Emma loves to write, just don’t ask her to write about herself. If she isn’t writing, you can find her lost in a book or trying to get her doggo to take a selfie with her. He usually refuses. At the end of the day, you can find Emma at the closest Mexican restaurant eating queso and sipping on a margarita. She lives in Texas with her husband and dog.
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Have you ever wondered if regret will imprison you, or does it set us free as the truth does?
Regret was the one thing I had. It owned my charred black soul. That emotion was digging so deep into my bones like a deadly disease.
I hid it well. Let people believe I was a kind man.
I’m far from one. I’m brash, bold, and angry at the curveball life has thrown at me.
My saving grace came in the form of a tiny bundle wrapped in pink.
The day I learned I’d raise her on my own, was the day I kept the only vow I didn’t intend to break. I wasn’t letting a woman in my bed or my heart. There wasn’t room for one with my daughter owning one half and a woman I let slip through my fingers holding onto the other without her knowing it.
I kept that vow until now.
The one that owns the other half of my heart.
She’s carrying more pain than she left with, I can see it in her eyes. I should never have let her go, and now my regret is here, facing me head-on. I made a mistake, one I plan to rectify.
I am a Mitchell, after all. I’ll stop at nothing to get what I want.
I have to prove to her that there will be no more broken promises, show her that my heart, the half I gave to her so long ago, is still hers.
“Do I look like a man who gives a shit that’s a two thousand dollar bottle of bourbon? I told you to give me the whole damn bottle.” A breath of disgust passes through my clenched teeth. More of it’s about ready to slip out of my lungs if I don’t get the hell out of this room to breathe some fresh air.
I’m two point five seconds from causing a scene at this farce of a wedding by reaching across the bar and crushing the bartender’s windpipe the minute he turns back around. All the while shouting to everyone that the bride will never love the groom the way she does me.
“Sienna.” Her name leaks out of my aching chest in a barely-there whisper.
“And I told you Mr. Ricci said to cut people off if I thought they had too much. You’ve had enough, pal.” He spins on his feet, daring to stare me down.
I’m not this asshole’s pal. I’m nothing but a miserable man who needs to drink myself into a stupor. He happens to be in my way.
I contemplate jumping over this bar to take my frustration out on his face or scare the shit out of him.
Either way, I will have that bottle.
“I’ll show you, pal, when I ram this down your throat. Do you have a problem with giving me the bourbon now?” I flash my gun, not bothering to thank him when he raises his hands in surrender, grabs my drink of choice, and slides it across the smooth top of the bar.
I hated guns about as much as I hated having to attend this wedding. The problem was, tonight, I wanted to strap it to my side in case I decided to pull the trigger and shoot the groom in the back of the head as he stood at the altar. Now, I wish I had.
Sienna is married, my life, my girl is married.
“Wise choice, asshole.” I snatch hold of it, fingers itching like a bitch to walk up to the groom, dump it over his head and light him on fire.
Yeah, I had a problem with the groom.
I hated his guts. He has my only regret, my life, my everything in his arms.
At twenty years old, I had a list a mile long of regrets, most of them having one thing or another to do with the bride.
Regret number one, she was as much the forbidden fruit as tempting, and I was that much of a dumb ass like Adam was with Eve to take a bite. I knew the commandments and broke them anyway by touching the woman with hair the same color as the apple.
She’s poisoned me for life.
The woman should be mine instead of some made man’s in her father’s mafia. Bastard jumped at the chance to slide a ring on her finger within two months after I made the biggest mistake of my life.
I might be able to handle it if he wasn’t a piece of scum, I think, to be a traitor. If only I had the proof to back up my instincts. The only thing I have is how my blood boiled every time he shook my hand and smiled with a sinister look in his eyes.
If I find out he’s fucking with my family or trying to destroy what they’ve built, I’ll blow a hole right between those demonic looking eyes.
Taking a swig, I spin around, keeping my eyes on the door, determined to not only look at the bridal table but to take my pity party for one as far away from the glam, glitter, and the celebration as I can get. I need to be drunk and forget about watching the gorgeous woman dressed in white walking down the aisle toward a man I know damn well she doesn’t love.
No. That love will always belong to me.
I need to forget the hurt on her face when she found out what I did at Behind Closed Doors; the sex club me and my brothers own. I need to forget how I should have never fallen for a girl years ago when I knew I couldn’t keep her.
I need to learn how to live my life full of regrets. I need to forget Sienna Ricci ever existed and move on.
If I don’t, I’ll likely get us and a slew of other people I care about killed.
Abrupt by Kathy Coopmans is a very well written mafia /second chance/single dad romance that had me hooked from the epilogue.
This book give me so many emotions. It has heartbreak, suspense and at the edge of your seat angst that had me put my kindle down to to take a break.
Sienna and Lane story is not a typical love story. It’s heart wrenching and soul crushing. It’s a love that they never lost, even though wrong decision was made.
Love everything about this book and also loved to see the characters in other books by Kathy.
One of the best mafia books I’ve read in a while.
My Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ STARS!
USA Today Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans is a Michigan native where she lives with her husband, Tony. They have two son’s Aaron and Shane.
She is a sports nut. Her favorite sports include NASCAR, Baseball, and Football.
She has recently retired from her day job to become a full-time writer.
She has always been an avid reader and at the young age of 50 decided she wanted to write. She claims she can do several things at once and still stay on task. Her favorite quote is “I got this.”