✮✮COVER REVEAL: TITAN’s Addiction by Anna Zaires✮✮

Title: Titan’s Addiction
Series: Wall Street Titan #2
Author: Anna Zaires
Publisher: Mozaika Publications
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
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Release Date: February 25, 2020
Blurb
One determined billionaireHedge fund titan Marcus Carelli knows how to get what he wants, and he’s never
wanted anything as much as he does Emma. The cat-loving redhead may have walked
out of his life, but he’s not about to let her go.
One wary cat lady

Bookstore clerk Emma Walsh has had her heart broken by the ruthless billionaire
once, and she’s not about to forget it. Marcus can chase her down all he likes,
but winning her back is another story.

One queen-sized bed

All is fair in love and war, and the new battlefield is a guest room with a
single bed. To the winner go the spoils… Let the games begin.

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Anna Zaires is a New
York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling author of sci-fi romance
and contemporary dark romance. She fell in love with books at the age of five,
when her grandmother taught her to read. Since then, she has always lived
partially in a fantasy world where the only limits were those of her
imagination. Currently residing in Florida, Anna is happily married to Dima
Zales (a science fiction and fantasy author) and closely collaborates with him
on all their works.
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❃🧡❃COVER REVEAL: Release by Ali Martinez ❃🧡❃

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“Aly Martinez is one of the best in the business. You have to read her books.” –Meghan March, New York Times Bestselling author

Release, an all-new emotional, second chance romance standalone from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez is coming January 5th and we have the incredible cover!

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Growing up, Ramsey Stewart branded my soul in ways time could never heal.

At twelve, he asked me to be his girlfriend.

At thirteen, he gave me my first kiss.

By sixteen, we’d fallen in love, planned a future together, and had our eyes set on the horizon.

Love never fails, right?

But for Ramsey, it did.

Love failed him.

I failed him.

The entire world failed him.

At seventeen, Ramsey was convicted of killing the boy who assaulted me.

Move on,he wrote in his first and only letter from prison.

Start a new life, he urged.

I don’t love you anymore, he lied.

There was no such thing as giving up on Ramsey. Love may have been our curse, but he was mine—then, now, and forever.

So here I am, twelve long years later, waiting for a man I don’t even know to emerge from between the chain link gates.

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Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her husband and four young children.

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•*★*•BLOG TOUR: Regretting You by Colleen Hoover•*★*•

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From #1 New York Times bestselling author of It Ends with Us comes a poignant novel about family, first love, grief, and betrayal that will touch the hearts of both mothers and daughters.

Regretting You, an all-new beautiful and touching novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover, is available now!

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Morgan Grant and her sixteen-year-old daughter, Clara, would like nothing more than to be nothing alike.

Morgan is determined to prevent her daughter from making the same mistakes she did. By getting pregnant and married way too young, Morgan put her own dreams on hold. Clara doesn’t want to follow in her mother’s footsteps. Her predictable mother doesn’t have a spontaneous bone in her body.

With warring personalities and conflicting goals, Morgan and Clara find it increasingly difficult to coexist. The only person who can bring peace to the household is Chris—Morgan’s husband, Clara’s father, and the family anchor. But that peace is shattered when Chris is involved in a tragic and questionable accident. The heartbreaking and long-lasting consequences will reach far beyond just Morgan and Clara.

While struggling to rebuild everything that crashed around them, Morgan finds comfort in the last person she expects to, and Clara turns to the one boy she’s been forbidden to see. With each passing day, new secrets, resentment, and misunderstandings make mother and daughter fall further apart. So far apart, it might be impossible for them to ever fall back together.

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“What’s your favorite movie?”

“Of all time?” he asks.

“Pick one from the past ten years.”

“I can’t,” he says. “There are so many great ones, and I love them all for different reasons. I love the technical aspect of Birdman. I love the performances in Call Me by Your Name. Fantastic Mr. Fox is my favorite cartoon because Wes Anderson is a goddamn genius.” He glances at me. “What about you?”

“I don’t think Fantastic Mr. Fox counts. It seems older than ten years.” I lean my head back and stare up at the ceiling. It’s a tough question. “I’m like you. I don’t know that I have a favorite movie. I tend to judge more on the talent than the story line. I think Emma Stone is probably my favorite actress. And Adam Driver is the best actor of our time, but I don’t think he’s landed the role of his lifetime yet. He was great in BlacKkKlansman, but I’m not crazy about some of the other movies he’s been in.”

“But did you see the Kylo Ren skit?”

“Yes!” I say, sitting up. “On SNL? Oh my God, it was so funny.” I’m smiling, but I hate that I’m smiling. It feels weird to smile when I’m so full of sadness, but this is how Miller makes me feel every time I’m around him. He’s the only thing that seems to be able to take my mind off everything, yet he’s the one person I can’t really hang out with.

Thanks for that, Shelby.

It sucks. I don’t like thinking about it, even though we’re together right now. But tomorrow at school, things will go back to how they always are. Miller will keep his distance. He’ll respect his relationship with Shelby, which will only serve to make me respect him even more.

And I’ll just continue to be in a depressing funk.

“I should go,” I say.

Miller hesitates before moving. “Yeah, I think my break was over ten minutes ago.” We both stand up, but I can’t get out of the aisle because he’s blocking my way, facing me, not making an effort to walk away. He’s just staring down at me as if he wants to say something else. Or do something else.

“I’m really sorry about what happened,” he says. At first, I’m not sure what he’s talking about, but then it hits me. I press my lips together and nod, but I don’t say anything because it’s the last thing I want to talk or think about.

“I should have said that the other day. At the funeral.”

“It’s fine,” I say. “I’m fine. Or at least I’ll be fine. Eventually.” I sigh. “Hopefully.”

He’s staring at me like he wants to pull me in for a hug, and I really wish he would. But instead, he turns and walks out of the aisle, toward the exit. I stop at the restroom on our way out. He grabs a trash can and starts to pull it toward the theater we just came out of.

“See you tomorrow, Clara.”

I don’t tell him goodbye. I walk into the restroom and don’t even bother pretending things will be the same at school tomorrow as they were tonight. He’ll avoid me while being all faithful and shit, and whatever. That’s okay. I need to stop interacting with him anyway, because as good as it feels when I’m around him, it’s starting to hurt when I’m not. And I don’t need another painful thing added to my already existing pile of excruciating feelings.

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•♥•COVER REVEAL: Almost Perfect by Claudia Burgoa•♥•

Title: Almost Perfect
Author: Claudia Burgoa
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
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Release Date: January 16, 2020
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USA TODAY bestselling author Claudia Burgoa brings
readers a delightful new romantic comedy that’s equal parts hilarious and sexy
about friendship and learning how to fall in love!
  
Olympic medalist and X-game sensation Alex Spearman thinks
he’s perfect.
He’s not. I know his kind.Rich, famous, and emotionally unavailable.Well…He’s perfect enough to hook up with on the weekend of his sister’s
wedding.
His sister is my best friend. This is a disaster
in the making.
Did I mention he’s also hot, sexy and funny?

How can I resist?

After a steamy weekend, I agree. We have chemistry.

But it just won’t work out in the long run.

He’s just a fond memory. That is…until he moves next door.

When I’m in need, the almost perfect man offers to help.

On a “friends-only” basis.

“Just friends,” he said. Yeah, right.

Suddenly, Alex is getting too close for comfort.

Things are becoming heated … becoming too real for me.

Is this the real deal or am I another medal to him? 

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Claudia is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling
author. She lives in Colorado, working for a small IT. She has three children
and manages a chaotic household of two confused dogs, and a wonderful husband
who shares her love of all things geek. To survive she works continually to
find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high
quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact. 
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💗.·:·.RELEASE BLITZ and MY REVIEW of Cloud Storm by Susana Mohel .·:·.💗

The next storm has arrived! We’re so excited to be sharing with you the release of CLOUDSTORM by Susana Mohel. If you love enemies-to-lovers romance, be sure to grab your copy today!

About CLOUDSTORM

Everyone has a nemesis.
He became mine.
Sure, he’s charming to the naked eye.
The perfect suit-wearing gentleman, scorching hot, as if he walked straight off a magazine cover.
But anyone with a brain knows better.
I know better.
He’s arrogant, full of himself.
A dream crusher.
So, why can’t I focus when I’m in his presence?
Why does the control I worked so hard for vanish at the sound of his voice?
Living in a storm I’m looking for my rainbow, and he, he is the sun who makes it possible.

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Cloud Storm is the second book in The Perfect Storm Series by Susana Mohel and what a beautiful book.

Love this book so much. This book proves that no matter where you come from and what you went through, but what matters is making your dreams become a reality.

And boy did Ariel work hard at that. She is a GOAL DIGGER!!

Ariel meets Lancelot and it was hate at first sight. And I hated The Suit too.

But he redeemed himself and them I loved him and was rooting for him.

He is one of the most romantic heroes I’ve read in a while.

Loved everything in this book. I can’t wait for what is next in this series.

My Rating: 5 STARS!!

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Author, wife, and mother of a girl and a puppy. I love the happily ever after. Believer & dreamer. I live in my own world, sipping Ginger Ale and lime. I’m always plotting my next book, coloring pages, and reading.

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◇☠️◇ RELEASE BLITZ and MY REVIEW of Joy by Lilly Atlas ◇☠️◇

Title: Joy
Series: Hell’s Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: December 10, 2019

Life, death, trauma, healing; the Hell’s Handlers have been through it all over the past year. They’ve conquered old enemies, acquired new ones, and struggled through devastating upheavals. So far, they’ve come out on top, knocking down challenges by focusing on one essential ideal: family above all. With Copper at the helm, the Handlers are a patchwork family of bikers who will fight to the death for what they’ve created. 

And after all they’ve survived over the past three hundred and sixty-five days, the Handlers are ready to lay down their weapons, pick up their drinks, and coast through the holidays with nothing but joy in mind. But as often happens with life in an MC, Christmas takes a back seat to club drama.

As the year rolls to a close, the men and women of the club will experience new life, new chapters in love, and plenty of new beginnings. But not everything is sparkly and bright as dangerous enemies threaten the tight-knit group of rough and rowdy bikers. Will twenty-nineteen end in tragedy, or will the club once again emerge victorious in time to find a little joy for the holidays?



“All right, I think we are pretty much set then, don’t you?” Shell asked as she gazed across the booth at two of the most important women in her life, Toni and Stephanie. As friends, they’d come a long way in the past year or so. At first, Shell hadn’t been thrilled by Stephanie’s involvement with Maverick, at least after it had been revealed the other woman worked for the FBI. Fear for the club, fear for Copper, kept her a little cold initially, but now? After experiencing first-hand Stephanie’s loyalty to both Maverick and the club, Steph considered her a treasured friend.

More than a friend, really. Each of the club’s ol’ ladies had become her chosen family. Sisters of the heart. And one of their sisters was about to add another little one to the next generation of Handlers. Hence the baby shower planning meeting.

“Yeah,” Toni said. She and Shell had become instant friends almost from the moment they’d met when Toni took over the diner she’d inherited from her parents. The diner Shell worked at. “I’ve got the food and drinks covered. Ernesto agreed to cater for us. Holly is on desserts, of course, and she’s going to be running the show, day of. Shell, you and Chloe have decorations covered. Jazz is bringing the mommy-to-be around two, and our dear brave Stephanie here has come up with some games to play.”

Steph rolled her eyes as Toni and Shell snickered. “I’m having a hard time picturing Izzy playing any game that doesn’t involve beating someone bloody, but I’m giving it my best shot. Actually, since her due date was yesterday, I’m really hoping she’ll just go into labor before the shower.”

Izzy was going to make a…interesting mother, to say the least. A kick-ass tattoo artist who also happened to be an underground MMA fighter—though not for the past nine months—Izzy wasn’t exactly the PTA-joining, minivan-driving type. In fact, the pregnancy had been an astounding shock in the first place. Despite her less than maternal ways, Izzy was truly a phenomenal friend and all-around amazing woman. Shell had a feeling boy or girl, Iz was going to raise one incredible kiddo.

“Um, excuse me, Miss Toni?”

All three women turned toward the timid voice coming from the slip of a girl who stood near their booth, staring at the ground.

Toni’s expression softened, and she shifted to face the young teen. Her ratty sweatshirt hung off her small frame, and she wore jeans with torn knees. Not the fashionable kind, the old and worn kind. “Lindsey, what did I tell you about dropping the Miss?”

The girl shrugged her slight shoulders. Hanging in straggly strands down her back, her long auburn hair would be gorgeous if it had a good scrubbing and someone to style it properly.

Shell’s heart squeezed at the sight of the girl. She’d appeared at the diner a few days ago asking for a job. Since she was only thirteen and under the legal working age in Tennessee, Toni’s hands were tied. But of course, Shell’s compassionate friend found a way to help the girl without officially hiring her. She’d given her small jobs, taking out the trash, wiping tables, refilling napkin holders, and after each task had been completed, Toni gave the girl a meal and a little bit of cash.

Shell’s first thought was that the girl was a runaway and the authorities should be contacted. Toni had been reluctant but eventually agreed to call the sheriff’s department. Before they’d had the chance to place that call, Lindsey had sworn up, down, and backward she did not run away from home. She claimed to just be from a poor family and had begged them not to call the police.

Toni seemed to believe that about as much as Shell did, but Lindsey’s insistence on having a home limited their options. Toni hadn’t wanted to call the police regardless of Lindsey’s wishes. If it turned out the girl wasn’t lying, the cops would most likely call in child protective services, which wasn’t always a good thing. They needed more information before they acted, but details about herself were not something Lindsey dished out.

“You all finished with the trash?” Toni asked softly when it became apparent the gun-shy girl wasn’t going to speak again. Due to a rough past of her own, Toni had a soft spot for all troubled teenagers, but this girl seemed to have wormed her way into Toni’s heart more than most.

“Yes, ma’am.” Lindsey still hadn’t glanced up from where her tattered sneaker rubbed at a small scuff on the tiled floor.

“Oh no, ma’am is even worse than miss. Just Toni. Please.”

Lindsey nodded without looking up. She seemed as taken with Toni as Toni was with her, but she shut down when in a group. Or around men. So far, Shell hadn’t seen any signs of physical abuse, but she certainly had the skittish nature of someone who’d been mistreated.

“Well, thank you for coming around again today, Lindsey. You really saved me a lot of time and made it so I could get some other work done.” Toni dug a few bills out of her pocket and held them out.

Finally, Lindsey peeked up at Toni with a small smile on her face and two pink cheeks. “Thank you, ma—uh, Toni,” she said, snatching the money and holding it in a tight fist as though someone might try to snatch it from her at any point. Would they? Was that this poor child’s reality? Clinging to the lifeline of five dollars?

Whatever the reality of her situation, Lindsey seemed to be struggling just to make it through each day. Hopefully, Toni would be able to break through the girl’s wary exterior soon and provide more help than a few hot meals and a couple dollar bills. If she had a family in need of assistance, Toni would most likely move heaven and earth to provide it. If it turned out Lindsey was a runaway, well, Toni would probably let the girl move into the diner.

“Will we see you again tomorrow?”

Back to focusing on the floor, Lindsey nodded.

“Great. And, Lindsey?”

The girl tensed but gave Toni her attention.

“You have my phone number if you need anything, right?”

She nodded.

“Anything. At any time. And I mean that. I hope you’ll use it if you need it.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, then scurried out the front door.

“Gosh, that poor child,” Stephanie said, a hand pressed to her chest.

With a sigh, Toni nodded, her brown eyes following the girl as she darted across the parking lot. “Tell me about it. I’m trying to get some more information out of her, but she’s pretty locked up. She swears she isn’t homeless, but I’m worried. Do you think she’s lying, Shell?”

“I don’t know. Something seems off. Just breaks my heart.” Shell said as she tried to envision how difficult life would have been as a young teen on her own. It’d been hard enough surviving without help in her early twenties.

Across the diner, Shell’s own daughter let out a squeal of laughter as she sent her Barbie doll diving over the edge of a table. Shell couldn’t imagine a future where she’d kick Beth out of the house or one where Beth felt the need to run away. No, that little girl knew just how loved and cherished she was, no matter who she became or what she did. Hopefully, there was someone out there who felt the same about Lindsey, and if not, she had no doubt Toni would work her magic on the girl.

Shell’s lips curled as she watched her child entertain herself. Without thinking, her hand automatically moved to rest on her stomach. Though Beth was conceived in a traumatic manner, she’d been a blessing in ways Shell never could have imagined. And now that they lived with Copper, her daughter finally had the father she’d been denied for the first four years of her life.

Since moving in with Copper near six months ago, Shell—and Beth, for that matter—had never been happier. The man was attentive, affectionate, protective, and sexy as all get out. Shell hadn’t known one woman could have so many orgasms and still function.

Life was great.

Perfect, really.

Well, it had been until yesterday…

“Hello? Shell? Earth to Shell, come in Shell.”

She blinked. Toni’s form morphed into view as she waved her hand in front of Shell’s face. Her face heated. Both Toni and Stephanie were staring at her with expectant gazes from across the booth. “Sorry, uh, what did you say?”

Steph laughed. “Well, we said a lot. First, we asked if you were bringing Beth to the shower. Then when you didn’t answer, we asked if you were listening. When you still didn’t answer, Toni said she saw Copper running around the parking lot naked. When that didn’t even get your attention, we gave up. You good, girl?”

“Sorry, got lost for a second thinking about Lindsey. No, Beth and Copper are going on a daddy-daughter date tomorrow afternoon. I think I heard something about Frozen II and a big tub of popcorn.”

Toni pressed a hand over her heart. “Aw, he’s the cutest. Who the hell would have thought that giant, gruff, beast of a man would be the best daddy in the world?”

Shell smiled. She’d known. Of course, she’d known. How else could she have fallen in love with the man?

“Speaking of daddies,” Stephanie began, which had Toni groaning up at the ceiling.

“Please, if this is some sex story about you calling Mav daddy, just stop now. We don’t want to hear it. There’s not enough bleach in the supply closet to scrub an image like that from my brain.”

Shell giggled as she nodded. “She’s right, Steph. We love you, we love Mav, and we love that you’re all out there with your sex life, but there’s a limit to what our ears can handle.”

Face red, Stephanie tried to scowl, but her mouth couldn’t turn down since she was laughing as well. “That’s not what this is.” She paused, tilting her head. “Though you give me ideas. Anyway, I was just gonna ask who you think will be next?”

“Next?” Shell asked as she glanced over at Beth again. Her daughter still happily played with her dolls while munching on the French fries Toni had made her.

“Yeah, next on the baby train. Next to get knocked up. Next to repopulate the earth.” Steph sipped her coffee.

“Okay, I think we get it,” Toni said as she shook her head. “Well, we all know it’s not gonna be you.” She shot a pointed look in Stephanie’s direction.

“Nope. Not me. I’m uber careful about that shit. Babies scare the tar outta me. They’re all tiny and vulnerable.” She shuddered.

Shell snorted. “They’re actually a lot harder to kill than you’d think.” She shot Steph a wink.

“Well,” Toni said as she waved her hand back and forth. “It’s a dumb question anyway because we all know it’s gonna be you, Shell.”

“What? Me?” she squeaked. “Why do you say that?”

“Uhh, because you’re an awesome mom, you love kids, and you’ve mentioned a few times that you want a sibling for Bethy.”

“Not to mention your ol’ man is an old man,” Steph said as she shoved a ripped off chunk of muffin in her mouth.

“Thanks,” Shell said in a droll tone as her stomach fluttered. This conversation hit a little too close to home.

Toni bumped Steph with her shoulder. “He’s not old, he’s just older than Shell. The man is still sexy AF and probably will be when he’s eighty.”

True. So true.

“Well, we’ll see,” Shell said, pasting a smile on her face. It felt forced, fake.

“Yeah, we’ll see all right,” Steph said with a laugh. “We’ll see you get all big when you grow a monster-sized mini-Copper inside you.”

Despite her unease, Shell managed to chuckle. “We haven’t talked about it much actually. I’m still taking the pill, so…” She shrugged, hating the lies.

But she wasn’t ready to voice the truth.

“You’re crazy. That man can’t wait to knock you up.” Steph shook her head. “I give it until March. If you’re not carrying prez junior by March, I’ll…”

“Ohh, this could be good. You’ll what?” Toni said, turning her interested gaze on Steph.

“Yeah, what are you gonna offer me, Steph?” Shell waggled her eyebrows.

“Well—”

The bell above the entrance jangled. Glancing at her phone, Toni said, “Who is that? Zach isn’t supposed to be here for another forty-five minutes.” She stuck her head out the side of the booth to get a better view of the door then stiffened. “Shit,” she whispered.

“What?” Shell asked.

Across the booth, both Toni and Steph grew rigid and tense. Who the hell could it be? Shell stood slightly and glanced over her shoulder to where three men dressed very similarly to their own men strode into the diner. MC cuts, biker boots, bandanas, chains.

But one very big difference—the Chrome Disciples patch on each of their cuts.

Loved this so much!! This series is one of my favorite MC series and I had so many emotions while reading this book.

Normally I don’t like books with so many points of view but this one was awesome.

So many things happening as they’re preparing for the Holidays.

Suspenseful, emotional, laughter those are a few of the emotions I had while reading this book.

Can’t wait to see what this will bring for The Hell’s Handlers.

My Rating: 5 STARS!!


  
  
 


Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.

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★☆ RELEASE BLITZ and MY REVIEW of Betting on Stocks by Harley Stone ★☆

Title: Betting on Stocks
Series: Dead Presidents MC Series #7
Author: Harley Stone
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: December 9, 2019


Gage “Stocks” Sinclaire dedicated his life to the Marines only to be sent home crippled and broken. As the Dead Presidents restore his purpose, one passionate night with a fearless, spirited beauty kicks up his confidence and makes him hungry for life again.

Air Force fighter pilot, Monica Johnson, was born to fly. When a devastating accident clips her wings and sends her spiraling into despair, a one-time fling will be the only one who can help her.

Can Stocks and Monica learn to soar together, or will they crash and burn alone? 

“Queens shine each other’s crown”

Book 7 in The Dead Presidents MC series, Betting on Stock is my new favorite in this awesome series.

This is a book about empowering. A beautiful book about overcoming obstacles. A book about friends helping you when you need it the most (even if you don’t want to).

Monica is a QUEEN. She knows what she wants and is not afraid to go for it.

Love her so much. She is BADD@SS!!

She’s a fighter pilot. Ever since she was a little girl that has been her dream.

Then an accident happened and Monica’s wings are cut and her life is turned upside down.

Stocks is perfect for Monica. He knows what she is going through and is determined to help her.

Love the banter between Monica and Stocks. Monica’s quick-wit and Stocks’ humor. And they were hot between the sheets.

A beautiful book that I read in one sitting.

Couldn’t put it down.

My Rating: 5 STARS!!

Harley Stone writes mafia romance and funny-as-shit romantic fiction. When she’s not writing, she’s busy living out her real adventure in southwest Washington with her husband and their five boys. 
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