Change of Heart by S.E. Edwards


Title : Change of Heart

Author : S.E. Edwards

Publication Date : 12th June 2013

Genre : Romance

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Cover Designer : Scarlett Edwards (author)



That’s how I’ve gotten through nineteen years of life. It’s what I do every single day–no matter how badly the odds are stacked against me.

Persevere, and survive.

Those are my two guiding words. I never knew either of my parents. I have no family and no home. The only person I could ever rely on was myself. In this cruel world, that’s about as much as I can ask for.

Love? Hah. Don’t talk to me about love. I stopped believing in it the day my first boyfriend ripped out my heart three years ago.

That’s why love is the last thing on my mind when I leave a packed college bar with a captivating stranger. Yet everything changes when I’m awakened in the middle of the night by a pounding at the door. Suddenly, an arrangement meant for just one night threatens to become something much deeper. 

All expectations are thrown to the wind as I’m tangled in a dangerous world unlike anything I can believe. The man I met has secrets swirling around him like a dark cape. I’m about to become his biggest one…


Together, we stumble toward the elevator. Rich breaks away for a second to hit the button. The light doesn’t come on.

“Damn,” he growls, “it’s busted again.”

I’m one step ahead of him. I’d spotted the stairs when we entered. I grab his hand and pull him after me with no hesitation. I start up the cement stairwell, determined to get to his room as fast as possible.

“Penny, wait.”

I look back, confused. “What?”

A devilish smile plays on his lips. “Only this.” Without warning his hands wrap around my waist, and I’m  being lifted up as easily as if I were a doll. He turns to the side and presses my body against the wall, suspending me between him and the concrete.

His mouth crashes down on mine again. I curl my legs around his torso, locking my ankles together, and kiss him back with the passion reserved for a lover after ten long years apart. I didn’t think it was possible, but I’m getting even more turned on. Rich’s hands move down to grasp the outside of my thighs, and I moan into his kiss as the muscles of my core clench in sinful fashion. I want him so

badly. If we don’t get somewhere private soon, I won’t be wholly opposed to jumping him in public.

I gasp as he steps away, freeing me from the wall. I start to fall, but one of his hands darts down to catch me just beneath the knees.  The other one cradles my shoulders. Before I know it, I’m slung across his   arms like a bride on her wedding night.

“I’ve always wanted to carry a girl up these stairs,” Rich admits.

I laugh, and wrap my arm around his neck. “Oh, you are just the best type of romantic.”

Four flights of stairs later, Rich pushes open the fire door to a dimly-lit hallway. He carries me down the hall and stops in front of an entrance on the right. He sets me down, then fishes around in his jeans for the key. When the door creaks open, he sweeps a hand out in front of him. “Welcome to my humble abode.”

I walk in, curious about his apartment. I tend to side with the camp of people who believe that a person’s living arrangements can reveal a lot about his personality. But, I don’t find much to work with here.

The apartment is sparse and dark. Pale moonlight filters in through the balcony window, shining down on the only piece of furniture present: a queen size mattress lying on the floor of the living room. The red brick walls are totally empty—no girly posters or other things I might expect in a bachelor’s apartment. There are no lamps, no chairs, no couches.

After a moment, I notice a second piece of furniture: a small, old-school CRT TV camped in one corner of the studio apartment.

Rich switches on the light. “So?” he asks, “what do you think?”

I walk past the entrance. There’s one hall leading away from the room. It is filled with brown cardboard boxes. Lots and lots of boxes. “Did you just move in or something?”

Rich laughs behind me. “Yeah, something like that. You want a drink?”

“A drink?” I say. “No, I—”

The words catch in my throat as he grabs my hips and spins me around. I had no idea he’d come so close. He’d moved from the door to me without making a sound. His fingers lock together against my lower back, and he tugs me into him, pressing my belly to his waist. I feel his growing erection right away, and a diabolical excitement builds inside me.

 Nothing happens.

For a long moment, Richard just holds me like that, staring into my eyes as I’m left dangling off his arms. His irises are the color of sea mist. I’m hypnotized by the deep intensity I see brewing just beneath the surface. I have no doubt that that type of intensity is mirrored in my eyes.

Then, moving slowly, as if restraining himself, Richard lowers his mouth to cover mine. This time, his kiss is sweet and gentle. Subtle and caring. He explores my upper lip first, then traces the line going to the corner of my mouth. His lips form a perfect mold over mine.

 I was wrong before. This is the kiss reserved for a lover you haven’t seen in ten years.








If Forever Comes by A.L. Jackson – COVER REVEAL!!!

If Forever Comes by A.L. Jackson


Title: If Forever Comes (Take This Regret #2)

Author: A.L Jackson

Expected Release Date:  September 12, 2013

Genre:   Contemporary Romance

Cover reveal organized by: Shh Moms Reading




If Forever Comes, the final chapter in the New York Times Bestselling Regret Series (Lost to You and Take This Regret).

Christian Davison’s life is complete. With a ring on Elizabeth’s finger and his daughter at his side, he’s ready to run headlong into their future.

Elizabeth Ayers never believed she would again find this kind of joy—the joy of a family and the wholeness found in the touch of the man she’s always loved.

Their love is intense and their passion only grows as they set out to rediscover each other.

But life is never easy.

Rocked by the unforeseen, Christian and Elizabeth will find themselves fighting for the one thing they hold most important—family.



I stood in the hush of the darkened room, the long drapes pushed to the side as I leaned with one hand pressed to the wall just at the side of the window. I stared out, watching as winter pressed down on the city. Snowflakes fluttered toward the ground as they were set free from the inky sky. Through the haze, lights glimmered, and far below, the city was still alive even though night had grown late.

My past seemed to echo from the streets, the memories so thick they almost seemed alive. 

I looked over my shoulder and let my eyes wander over the one who inhabited them all.

Elizabeth lay facing me, twisted just to the side, her blonde hair spread out over the pillow where she rested her head. Her chest lifted and fell in a slow cadence, her soft breaths released into the air.

The deepest kind of devotion quickened my heart and pumped fiercely through my veins.

Sometimes it was hard to believe we’d come this far, that this beautiful girl lying across the room from me had been strong enough to forgive me for the greatest mistake I’d ever made, that she was good enough to look past my failure, and that she had the capacity to lie there now, lost in sleep, free of fear and full of love.

A wistful smile tugged at my mouth as my gaze traveled over her perfect body. She wore a short nightgown, the creamy material bunched up over her hip, the length of her legs fully exposed. One arm was draped over her head, and the other was stretched across the sheets in the spot where I had held her in my arms as she’d fallen asleep.

Emotion squeezed my lungs, knocked at my ribs, just as strong as the desire that lifted in a crushing swell before it settled as a subdued ache in the pit of my stomach. 

Elizabeth would never stop stealing my breath.

Only because she possessed my soul.

As if she felt the intensity of my stare, she stirred. Those brown eyes blinked open as she adjusted to the dimness in the room. A soft, sleepy smile crept to her lips when she found me watching her in the shadows. She ran her hand over the sheets on my side of the bed. “What are you doing way over there when you’re supposed to be in bed with me?” she whispered.

“Just thinking.”

She lifted up onto her elbow. “And what are you thinking about?”

My mouth tipped up in a slow grin as I made my way over to her. She rolled onto her back just as I crawled over her, bracing myself on my hands and knees.

“Thinking about you. What else would I be thinking about?” I trailed the back of my index finger down her cheek and along the underside of her jaw. At her chin, I twisted my hand to drag my fingers all the way down her neck to the cleft between her breasts.

A soft breath parted her lips.

“You consume me, Elizabeth,” I said. “Every second.”

Trembling, she reached up to cup my jaw. “Always.”

That word shot straight through me, her touch a firestorm that singed me from the inside out.

And she had it right. I wanted her. Always.

I pressed my hands into the bed on either side of her head, dipped to caress her mouth with mine in the same second her fingers wove through my hair. I could feel her heart hammering, pounding just as hard as mine, this thrum of need spinning through us with the slightest touch.

It’d always been that way.


I rocked and Elizabeth moaned, our bodies pitching and lifting and seeking, the soft skin of her inner thighs like strokes of fire as they brushed against mine. Our tongues caressed and every last inch of my body hardened. 

God, there was nothing in this world that felt so good.

I pulled back, one hand gripping the fabric at her hip as I searched her face.

“Elizabeth, I don’t want to wait. I know that’s what we planned, but being here, in this city, it just makes me think of all the time I wasted, and I don’t want to waste any more.”

Shock rolled through her, and brown eyes snapped up to lock on mine. “What do you mean?”

“All of it, Elizabeth…waiting to get married…waiting to add to our family. I want it all…and now…because I want it with you.”


“Don’t say anything now. I just want you to think about it.”

She grabbed my face. “I don’t need to think about it. I’m ready for this. Ready for us to move on.”

Relief and joy escaped me in a throaty groan. It was all I wanted, to spend my life with her, to spend it with our daughter, to live for my family, to watch grow.

“Oh my God, Elizabeth.” I dropped to my elbows, brought us closer, our kiss frenzied between our words.


“I love you so much…so much.”

I sucked at her bottom lip, kiss her at the edge of her perfect mouth, dropped to feast along the line of her jaw.

My nose got lost behind her ear, in her hair, in the softness of her skin.

I burned.

Elizabeth arched, silently begged.

I rose to one elbow and grabbed her left hand, kissed the ring she allowed me to place on her finger. “Forever,” I promised against it.

Her heart thudded a little more. “Forever,” she said. 

And I couldn’t wait for forever to begin



A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Pulled and When We Collide.


She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.


Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.


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Envisioned by Nikki Narvaez

Review for


The Elemental Prophecy

by Nikki Narvaez

4 Stars

 “Your twin flame is the other half of your soul, whom Zeus literally cut and separated you from at the beginning of time for fear of your combined power. You spend your whole life searching for this person, driven to find them. When you find your twin flame and touch them, it is said that a spark of electricity ignites what feels like an inferno inside you, hence the twin flame reference consuming you from inside out.”

 Jace Vasquez is the undefeated UFC champion fighter who so eloquently explains the twin flame concept. He is skeptical about their actual existence and has no interest in finding his twin flame. Jace is haunted by dreams of a beautiful girl whom he cannot save from a horrible fate. He feels she exists in the real world and is bothered that he cannot find her. By day he wins UFC fights. By night, he celebrates his victories and tries to forget the unforgettable girl from his horrifying dreams.

 Brielle De Luca dreams every night of a gorgeous guy whom she cannot save. She is haunted by images of him being carried away by horrible creatures. She is powerless to free him from the terror–filled fate that awaits him. By day, Brielle is busy completing high school and preparing to celebrate her eighteenth birthday with her best friend. One night of celebrating and a chance meeting between Jace and Brielle changes their lives forever.

 In Envisioned, author Nikki Narvaez expertly creates a very contemporary story where ancient Greek Gods and mystical forces are still very active in the lives of modern mortals. Envisioned contains the story of a race of people called Elementals. Each member of this race has the ability to control only one of the four elements: Fire, Earth, Air, and Water. They live with a prophecy that says the One will come and be bale to control all four elements at the same time. The One will ultimately fight for and bring peace to the world. Envisioned begins the tale of the One in a way that deserves notice. It is the perfect blend of mythology, magic, and romance. It quickly catches one’s interest with its creative storyline, colorful characters, non-stop action, and hot, sweet romance.



The Do Over Review

Review for
The Do Over
by A.L. Zaun
4 Stars

The Do Over introduces two new and extremely enticing book boyfriends to devoted readers – Rick Marin and Liam Lucas. They are both swoon- worthy Miami men The Do Over also introduces us to a female protagonist reading addicts can truly identify with – Daniela Ruiz.

A self-described bookaholic, Dani lives for her late night dates with her book boyfriends. Her BBFs are definitely better than real men. Without doubt, they are better than her real ex-boyfriend who broke up with her simply because things were just not “happening” for him. Dani escapes with one of her three Kindles into the beautiful world of novels on a daily basis. In this fictional world, she can experience emotions along with the characters but never actually be hurt or disappointed. She is quite happy escaping into her fictional world until her real best friends decide an intervention must take place. They have decided it is time for Dani to rejoin the real world, even if it means risking heartache.

Enter Liam Lucas. This Miami Firefighter fatefully steps into Dani’s world making a huge imapct. Liam is dedicated, responsible, and passionate about his career. His first meeting with Dani sparks an internal fire, which he cannot put out. Despite his attraction to her, he lets her walk away without paving a way to make contact with Dani. At their providential second meeting, Liam is determined not to make that same mistake. He embarks on a journey to show Dani his world and convince her to share it with him.

Re-enter Rick Marin, the consummate male who exudes sexuality and adores women. In return he receives the complete adoration of the women with whom he crosses paths. He once had Dani’s adoration and love until his fear of commitment caused him to cruelly break up with her. He left Dani damaged closed off to other men. After two years, Rick has realized his mistake in dismissing Dani so callously. He has decided to make the necessary life changes to win her back, no holds barred.

A.L. Zaun writes an intriguing, triangular story in which Dani Ruiz must examine her feelings for two very real and very gorgeous men. She is forced to make honest and tough decisions and decide if her future lies with Liam or Rick. The story is quite entertaining with many recognizable references to contemporary literature true bookaholics will enjoy. It explores questions that are very real in many relationships. The Do Over is cleverly written and filled with plenty of action and drama, making it a hard book to put down.