Resplendent by MJ Abraham

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by M.J. Abraham
3 stars
re·splen·dent : shining brilliantly: characterized by a glowing splendor

By definition, resplendent accurately describes the love Savannah and Andres carry in their hearts for each other. It is unfortunate that life has a way of dulling the shine and keeping from glowing the way it should. Resplendent by M.J. Abraham is the love story of Peach and Dre. It is told in dual points of view, slipping between past and present, and spanning ten years. It is the tale of best friends who never doubt their love for each other. It is the story of how despite this abiding love; they can never achieve anything more than friendship.

Savannah and Andres meet in high school at a party where Savannah’s cousin Carmin introduced them. Attraction was instant for both. The only problem being Andres is Carmin’s date. This sets the stage for a Bermuda love triangle that takes a decade to navigate. It is apparent to everyone that Savannah and Andres have deep feelings for each other. It is equally apparent that Carmin staked her claim on Andres first and she is not willing to relinquish her hold on him. Knowing this and loving her cousin, Savannah makes it clear she can be no more than Andres’ friend. Andres accepts Savannah’s friendship so that he can be part of her life.

Peach and Dre, as they affectionately call each other, are there to support one another though some of the toughest periods of their lives. Having the loss of parents in common, they understand each other on a level that no one else in their lives can come close to experiencing. Neither time nor distance weakens their need to uphold one another. At times in their lives when they try to go beyond the bounds of friendship, life situations and unscrupulous people step in to keep them apart. Even when circumstances relent and allow them to transcend the friendship boundaries, the jealous, self-centered Carmin refuses to leave these two lovers alone.

When life reaches its lowest point and the bottom seems to drop out of their fragile vessel, Savannah and Dre all but give up hope of their love ever manifesting in a romantic relationship. Somehow, the resplendency of love refuses to be overshadowed. Things have a way of coming full circle to give all involved in this Bermuda love triangle the presents they justly deserve.

M.J. Abraham does a good job of developing the characters in this beautifully covered book. She lets readers see into the colorful and often glamorous South Floridian life style. Readers also get a nice glimpse of the college experience in Boston. The turns this plot takes are breathtaking and wrong on many levels. But, like all rough rides there is an ending point. For those who can endure the stress of the ride, the feelings that result at the end are their own rewards. Resplendent is a ride which does not disappoint.

Savannah Martinez and Andres Rivera have been friends since high school.
She knew him better than anyone else, and he was the only one she ever confided in.
Their friendship was the one brilliant thing they each cherished that wasn’t tarnished by outside forces that wanted them apart.
But fate wasn’t on their side. When she gave him the chance to turn their relationship into something more, he let her go.
Heartbroken and alone, she kept her distance in more ways than one. Now, years later, Savannah is back in town for good and Andres realizes just how empty his life has been without her.
When a secret comes to light, forcing a deeper wedge between them, Andres finds himself fighting for the only woman he has ever loved. Determined to fix the past and make things right, he will go to any length to prove to Savannah that they were meant to be together.
Will fate give them a second chance? Or will those secrets and betrayals ruin the one last chance Andres has of being with the woman of his dreams?

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MJ Abraham lives in bipolar weather Florida with a husband that makes her laugh and a superhero son that calls her his Princess. She has a degree in Business Administration from Nova University but finds the people in her head to be much more interesting. She is a lover of clever words, reading way past her bedtime, and zombies. She may or may not be as random as her bio.

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Tracks by Sarah Biermann

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Tracks ( Rock Bottom #1)
by Sarah Biermann
4 Stars

Tracks is a well-written, gripping tale of the very dark side of the Rock and Roll life style. It is passionate, intense, and heart breaking. Author Sarah Biermann has revealed a world that, fortunately, most of us will never see in reality. She deftly gives readers an insight into the highs and lows that permeate the daily lives of some Rock and Roll deities. In this glamorous world it is almost inconceivable to most how far a person will go to present the appearance of normalcy. What does it take to maintain the genius that fronts the band? Thanks to the talent of Sarah Biermann, this is a question that readers and the fictional heroine of Tracks, Dylan Ackhart, find unwanted answers to.

Dylan, Ackhart has spent her whole life carefully planning her next step. She has set goals and studied hard so that she can get into Harvard law School and eventually pursue her dream of becoming a lawyer in the district attorney’s office. She has been a good daughter to parents who have given her a stable if not entirely loving home. When she moves out to attend Harvard Law School, it is truly the beginning of a new life for her. Living in Boston with her best friend and polar opposite, Theresa, proves to be the catalyst for a series of life–altering events. One outing to a Jeremy Mason Concert with Theresa creates unexpected changes for which Dylan is completely unprepared.

Jeremy Mason is the musical genius who fronts the hottest world-wide, rock and roll music tour presently know to man. A child prodigy, Jeremy’s talent has more than earned and warranted the massive following he enjoys. His lifestyle is extravagant, glamorous, and exciting. He has a widely publicized past which is filled with stories of arrests for drug possession, assault, disorderly conduct, etc. He is used to all of the wonderful and awful things his opulent, well-moneyed lifestyle can offer. One glance into the emerald eyes of Dylan Ackhart in the front row of his opening night, Boston concert is the catalyst for a series of life-altering events that he is unprepared for.

Jeremy and Dylan’s mutual attraction to each other is immediate and intense. They move at a fast pace into a passionate relationship from which neither wants to or is able to disengage. Both find themselves contemplating and doing things that neither would have done prior to their meeting. For Dylan, that means letting go of some of the strict control that had created structure in her life. For Jeremy, that means letting someone close and protecting her from his private hell. Tracks explores the difficulties of maintaining a relationship with a person plagued by many demons. It examines what happens when those demons are exposed and how far each party is willing to reach in order to hold on to an extraordinary love. Tracks, the romance, is filled with as much ugliness as it is beauty. It is a story that will remain embedded in the minds of readers who experience it for a good length of time.

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When Harvard Law student, Dylan Ackhart, moves to Boston with her best friend- the last thing she expects to find is Jeremy Mason. Jeremy is sexy, smart, and passionate- and currently the most famous rock star in the world.
From the first moment Dylan meets Jeremy, she’s attracted to him. But she soon finds the fame and press can wear on you. Plus, Jeremy seems to be hiding things from her- including his relationship with the mysterious blue-haired girl.
Tracks takes you on a ride through the not so glamorous side of dating a rock star- sex, drugs, rock and roll.


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Sarah Biermann, RN, BSN was born Wilmington, Delaware and grew up in Claymont. She attended Cab Calloway School of the Arts in Wilmington for high school, majoring in creative writing. She went on to Montgomery County Community College in Blue Bell, PA for her Associates Degree in Nursing. She recently graduated Drexel University with her BSN in nursing and is currently in their Masters program for nursing education. Sarah’s nursing specialty is in drugs and alcohol detox and rehab.
Sarah has been married to her husband, Jon, for 8 years. She has two beautiful daughters: Anna, age 7, and Quinn, age 2. They live in Lansdale, Pennsylvania.
She enjoys reading, singing, art, music, television, going to the movies, Hershey Park, and writing. “Tracks”- the first book in the “Rock Bottom” series- is her first book.
Sarah is currently working on the second book in the “Rock Bottom” series- titled “Trials”- coming soon.

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I finally look directly at Jeremy and everything in my body turns to butter. I tingle with electricity. He looks astonishing. It’s a hot day, and he has a sheen of sweat covering his body. His tight white T-shirt clings to his muscular chest. His dark jeans are again hanging low on his hips, exposing his hip bones. He’s barefoot and sleeveless, so casual yet he makes it look so elegant and beautiful. He has his signature grey guitar on his lap and a cigarette hanging from his gorgeous pink lips. He’s clean shaven today, which kind of disappoints me. I loved the way his face felt when it grazed against mine. I imagine for only a moment the way his stubble would feel against my inner thighs…

Everything I’ve Never Had by Lynetta Halat

Everything I've Never Had

Title: Everything I’ve Never Had
Author: Lynetta Halat
Cover Designer: Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations.

Release date: 9/2/2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Celeste Hebert has always appeared to have it all, but there are many things she’s never had, been forbidden from having.
One night. One song. One kiss. The perfect trifecta to unleash the floodgates of a forbidden attraction between the widow and her husband’s bad boy cousin, Adrian.
Celeste endeavors to rebury the feelings that surface after this one night since her powerful family despises him. Kindred spirits, best of friends they attempt to douse their attraction; however, Adrian always seems to know exactly how to push her buttons and may prove too much to resist.
Having defied his family by making his way on his own terms, Adrian struggles to regain their acceptance. When he meets his cousin’s wife and wants her for his own, he feels he’s finally lived down to the title—black sheep. But, when his cousin dies unexpectedly, Adrian fights his attraction and swears to honor them both by helping her raise her boys.
Finding himself enveloped in a cocoon of love and acceptance, Adrian knows it’s more than just physical attraction. However, unforeseen events threaten to destroy those he now holds dear and his newfound peace.
Will the ties that bind them be their undoing?

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For as long as she can remember, Lynetta Halat has lived to read and has written countless stories and plays since she was a young girl. A teacher by day and an avid reader and closet writer by night, she has always dreamt of penning books that people could connect with and remember; and her first novel, Every Rose, was the perfect catalyst to launch her into the world of publishing. Her love of the English language prompted her to attain her master’s degree in English from Old Dominion University in Virginia. A self-proclaimed “Coast Girl,” she lives in Mississippi with her adorable husband, two amazing sons, and two loveable dogs. She is currently at work on her third book.

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Adrian runs his hands up my arms and shoulders until they grasp both sides of my neck to tilt my head back so that I’m staring straight into his arctic blue eyes. I immediately start trembling, and it’s not with fear. “Celeste, I’m begging you not to leave here looking like that. You look gorgeous, babe, but I can’t sit here all night wondering who’s hitting on you, who’s imagining moving that scrap of fabric over to get a glimpse at what is…”
“What is what?” I breathe heavily.
“What is underneath it all.” His brow wrinkles, and I feel his hands tighten their pleasurably painful grip. “What is underneath it all?”
“Just me, Adrian, just me,” I breathe. “That’s all.”
“So everything then. Just like I thought.” He removes one of his hands to run it up the back of my thigh. My eyes widen and I swallow hard.
“That’s not a good idea,” I whisper. His hand wraps all the way around my thigh, his fingertips coming to rest along the crease of my left cheek. My thigh pulses with fire.
“Why not?” His fingertips tease back and forth a little. Even though it’s a light touch, it feels like his calloused fingertips mark me.
“Why not? Look at us. We can’t even have a civil conversation for everything that has passed between us, and you want to further complicate it. What you’re doing will further complicate matters.”
His hand stills. He exhales loudly and lets his head drop on my chest. “You do this to me. I don’t act like this. That day in the park, watching you cross and uncross your legs. Throwing your hair over your shoulder. Laughing without a care in the world. Cheering me on like it was your favorite thing to do! It killed me. Killed me. I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you. Never.”
His words rain down on me like fiery drops of lust. I close my eyes and rewrite that memory. I thought he was just being an ass, but his unexpected anger was because he was yearning for me. I bite my lip, open my eyes, and shake my head. “It’s just because you can’t have me, Adrian. I’m nothing special.”
“Oh, baby, you have no idea.” He runs his nose up my throat, scenting me as he goes. I lean my neck back, giving him more access even as my brain screams at me to run—not walk—out of this room. But when he says, “You’re everything to me.” My head falls back even further and my eyes close again as I feel him slant his head and attack my chin, throat, and neck with closed-mouth kisses. I hear myself moan and give myself one more little jolt to try to spare myself from this delicious torment that will only end in frustration.

All rights reserved. Copyright Lynetta Halat 2013.

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Twinsequences by Jennifer Foor


Review for Twinsequences
Jennifer Foor
3 Stars

If I turned on my television instead of opening the pages of Twinsquences, I don’t think I could be more entertained. This book is a full-fledged, drama-filled, made for Hollywood story. Twinsequences details the lives of twin sisters Willow and Ivy Green Though their looks are identical, they fall at opposite ends of the personality spectrum. Where Willow is quite and reserved, Ivy is bold and very social. Even their experiences of growing up in the same house take on two opposing perspectives. Aside from looks, one of the few things they have in common is interest in a boy named Stoshua Wheeler. Both girls want him, but only one can have him. Their reasons for wanting him could not be more different.

A seemingly sweet tale of one sister coming to the aid of another quickly spirals into a twisted story of astonishing actions and consequences. Lies, deceit, betrayal, and revenge all entwine to created a story that makes one wonder how these two sisters can share identical DNA. The twists and turns of the plot convolute to keep the story suspenseful and engaging. The darkest parts of human behavior are displayed by several of the characters on many occasions. Loyalties are constantly being tested to see who can be trusted in the end.

While Twinsequences had a very dark side, there is also a love story that cannot be ignored. Hearts were previously broken and left unrepaired due to a series of lies and carefully planned actions. Through the exposure of these lies and treacherous acts, those hearts begin to mend and find their way back to each other. Out of the darkness that engulfs the lives of these characters, love finds a way to reignite and passionately shine.

Twinsequences tests the bounds of human character throughout. It spotlights both the worst and best that humans have to offer each other. The overriding theme is that actions motivated by revenge and greed beget unsatisfactory consequences. Author Jennifer Foor has created a story which underlines the fact that in order for love to thrive, lies must be exposed, hope must be present, and forgiveness must be given. Twinsequences certainly has enough drama, suspense and plot twists to rival a daytime soap opera. Reading this novel is equally as enjoyable as watching the action play out on screen.


After a while, we held hands and walked out onto the football field. Well, we almost made it on the field. Stosh pressed me between the concession stand, and his body, for a hot kiss that left me weak in the knees. When he pulled away I was breathless and craving more. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to my lips for another one, this time I didn’t let our lips part. Our tongues vigorously danced, just as we had done in the parking lot. His hands explored my body, like no other man on the planet could. When he reached my breasts and guided his fingertips under my bra, I knew what was going to happen. The moment he touched my hardened nipples, I was his for the taking.

I’d shared everything with Ivy since we were born. She was my exact double. We were only two minutes apart. I never thought that my own twin sister would steal away my one chance at happiness, but that is exactly what she’d done. She didn’t even know that I was in love with him. How could she? Ivy was too busy being Miss Popular to notice what I wanted.
After having my heart broken, I’d decided to leave my town, and my sister, to go to college out of state. For the past four years, I’d done nothing but work to make a life for myself. We were still the best of friends, but going home was too hard for me to face and I hadn’t been back since they’d gotten married.
I wanted my sister to be happy, even if it meant I never would be. She didn’t have the brains, or the successful future that I knew was coming to me.
But, she’d always have the one thing I wanted.
The one thing, I could never have.
Stoshua Wheeler.
A late night phone call brought me back to town. I should have never considered her request. It wasn’t right to pretend to be her, but she said she was in trouble. I had to help her.
I’d dreamed of being her for five years. I envied their relationship. I wanted her life.
What was I willing to risk to take it for myself?
I’m Willow Green and this is my story..


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Book Title: Pulse

Author: Gail McHugh

Genre:  Contemporary Romance

Release Date:  July 9th 2013

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How do you keep existing when your heart is so splintered, so completely torn to shreds, your pulse is fading?

You’re…broken.  How do ou move forward when every breath is nothing more than a constant ache?  Living becomes and insidious reminder that you threw away the single largest part of yourself. Your…soul.  No amount of distraction can pull you from the torture of losing your…life.

Now that Emily Cooper has walked away from her first love, she finds herself running toward her only love.  Unraveling fast, bust clinging to hope, Emily risks all she has left on the man that has consumed her every thought and dream since the day they met.  Will Gavin take her back?  And if so, will their reunion be a collision of two hearts destined to complete one another and rekindle a love that knew no boundaries?  Or will scars from their past rip open, tearing slowly at what each of them was meant to be?  Can fate, the ultimate game changer, mend the shattered road it laid out from the start?

Only time will tell…


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I’ve always been a lover of writing, but mostly dabbled in creating poetry while raising my three beautiful children. I am grateful my husband of fifteen years has supported me—albeit sometimes kicking and screaming—as I pursue this “hobby” of mine. Without his help, writing would be an impossible endeavor.

In late June 2012, I felt an urgent tug of my pen, and I began writing one of my first novels, Collide. Although I thought it might never see the light of day, it gave me the courage to plunge headfirst onto a path I had never considered before.

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Gail Mchugh is simply a genius. She has taken one of the most loveable male characters in the history of literature and made him completely irresistible. Gavin Blake won my heart in Collide. It was impossible to not love the man who bared his soul to Emily Cooper in front of friends and family only to have it ripped to shreds. I had to admire the intelligence it took for Gavin to recognize the value of the love he and Emily shared, as well as, the courage it took for him to fight for the survival of said love against such unfavorable odds. Simply put, Gavin Blake embodied the true spirit of pure love. I am not going to lie and say that there was a stronger incentive for me to await the release of Pulse. I needed to know if the good man has his heart repaired and gets to revel in the love he deserves.

Not only did Gail McHugh manage to completely ruin me for other male characters in future novels, with the writing of Pulse, she has accomplished the improbable by actually making me admire Emily Cooper. Let’s face it; Emily isn’t one of the strongest female characters I’ve ever come across. She constantly disappoints by making poor decisions and showing loyalty to those who clearly are not worthy of loyalty, i.e. Dillon. Yes, Emily’s heart was in the right place, but it was unfathomable that she would not wise up at some point and accept the perfection that is Gavin Blake. It is fair to say Emily was the antithesis of Gavin and clearly not deserving of him. I could not imagine how Emily could ever redeem herself from the epic failure she allowed to occur in Collide simply because she lacked the courage to believe in, accept and hold on to Gavin’s love.

So, the question remains, exactly how did Gail McHugh manage to complete these two Herculean tasks of improving Gavin and redeeming Emily? I could tell you, but that would absolutely spoil your reading of Pulse. I couldn’t, in good, conscience do that to another reader. What I will do, is tell you that Ms. Mchugh used a masterful plot to ensnare me and hold me captive in one of the most thrilling and breathtaking reading experiences I have ever had. I could not have imagined the heights to which this story reached, or the lows to which it plunged. There was no way to anticipate the number of times I smiled, laughed, and cheered only to end up shocked, crying, and angry because of something Gail McHugh penned in Pulse. The very real issues that surface in course of this book are not always easily managed. Reading this final chapter in Gavin and Emily’s story was both ecstasy and torture. It was truly an experience that could only be orchestrated by the hands of an evil genius.

Pulse, ultimately, is the beautiful story of what results when one person recognizes true love, accepts love for what it is, and never stops fighting to give that love the respect it deserves. Pulse is the harrowing tale of how blind faith, unwavering hope, and absolute forgiveness are all necessary in order for love to thrive. Pulse is the exquisite and satisfying conclusion to an epic romance.


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Emily watched Javier bolt down the steps and across the driveway. After placing her luggage back into the trunk, he opened the door to the limousine for her. Still standing on the porch, Emily hesitated. Her mind was spinning over every possible reason she shouldn’t show up in a public place to see Gavin. She couldn’t. It wouldn’t be right. They needed their privacy to discuss everything. Though the pain of having to wait to see him—even just a while longer— throbbed within her chest, Emily decided that she would get settled in her hotel room and come back later in the evening. With that, she started making her way over to Javier to let him know her plans. As she neared the limo, she snapped her head in the direction of the sound of a vehicle’s tires kicking up gravel in the distance. Holding her hand up to shade the sun from her eyes, she squinted and watched the charcoal gray sports car cut a hard left into the driveway.

With windows tinted as black as an iron kettle, Emily couldn’t make out who was driving the vehicle. That didn’t prevent her heart, which was beating like a drum, from coming to a complete stop for a long second. As she tried to pull in a breath, the organ stuttered back to life when Gavin stepped out of the vehicle—a grin clearly on his face. Emily’s eyes flickered with a moment of uncertainty at his demeanor, considering he hadn’t looked in her direction yet. In a complete fog at what she was witnessing, chills shot and prickled across her skin when not one, but two reasons for Gavin’s jovial mood slid out from the front and rear passenger sides. Taking an unsteady step back, panic flooded Emily’s limbs when Gavin’s gaze caught hers from across the driveway. The grin disappeared from his face immediately. She could read the question evident in his eyes and she was sure she was about to pass out.

Tilting his head in confusion, Gavin halted mid-stride. He knew that the past few days had taken its toll on his body mentally and physically, and he also knew he had some alcohol running through his system, but he was pretty fucking sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“What the fuck?” he whispered. He whipped the sunglasses off his face and scrubbed the heels of his palms across his eyes.

“What’s the matter?” the auburn beauty asked, grazing her pouty red lips against his jaw. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Gavin rolled his shoulder, shrugging her off his arm. “I have,” he bit out, cutting his narrowed eyes her way.

The platinum knockout snapped her gum. “Jeez, talk about split personalities. What’s up?”

Gavin tore his attention from the two soon to be ‘void killers’, his gaze intent on Emily who was now turning to get into the limo. Without saying another word to them he jogged over to her, his body reacting to Emily in the only way it had ever known how.

Heart in his throat and confusion hammering through his head, Gavin reached out, grabbing her by her elbow. “What are you doing here, Emily?” The feel of her soft skin seared into his mind, kicking up memories he was trying to forget.

Frozen, Emily didn’t turn around. She couldn’t. Breathing heavily from his simple touch, she nervously swallowed and tried to find her words. “I came to talk to you,” she whispered.

Gavin released his hold on her and took a step back. “Turn around and look at me, Emily,” he commanded, his voice low.

Pulse quickening, Emily slowly turned, her gaze locking onto his. Staring into his confused blue eyes, she curled her fingers around the top of the door in an effort to steady herself.

Her beautiful face nearly stole the breath from Gavin’s lungs. His eyes fell from hers, immediately landing on her quivering lips. Lips that God created to fit his. Lips that had haunted every dream for the past two weeks. Her silky auburn hair whipped around in the warm breeze — auburn hair that was made to tickle his face as she hovered above him while making love. Trying to breathe, his need for her snaked its way through every tense muscle in his body, culminating in a torturous slow burn.

His chest constricted with love, but anger at her boiled beneath his skin as a slow smirk curled his mouth. “You have permission from your husband to come see me? I never took Dillon for one that would grant his wife an open marriage.”

Emily’s knees went weak, her eyes steeped in confusion. “I didn’t marry him, Gavin. You know that. I… I called. I left you messages.” Though she tried, she couldn’t help the tears from pooling in her eyes as she stared at his shocked expression. Suddenly, she found her words tumbling from her mouth. “I left Dillon that night and went to your penthouse. I’ve called your phone every day over the past few weeks. Colton called and left your housekeeper messages. Trevor. Olivia. We all did.” Emily looked away, her eyes locking on the two women Gavin showed up with. Each leaning against his Jaguar, they both peered in Emily’s direction. Her voice trailed, “I don’t expect you to take me back, but I needed to come here and tell you how sorry I am.” She shook her head and brought her gaze back to his. “I needed to tell you how much I love you, Gavin. How much I need you in my life.”

Looking down to the ground, Gavin grabbed the back of his neck with both hands. He snapped his head up and looked at the driver. “Javier, dame sus cosas.”

Javier nodded. “Por supuesto, señor Blake.”

Emily watched Javier retrieve her luggage from the trunk and pass it to Gavin. After thanking him, Gavin grabbed Emily’s hand in his, his grip tight as he led her in the direction of his car. Struggling to keep up with his quickened pace, Emily’s heels clicked frantically against the pavement as she stared at the two women.

The brunette quirked a brow and placed a hand on her hip. “Um, not that were opposed to adding a third to the mix, but I still think you should’ve asked us first.”

The blonde nodded in agreement and straightened her pink tank top.

Emily bit her lip, her eyes wide on Gavin.

Gavin released a weighted breath, pulled Emily to the passenger side, and opened the rear door. He tossed her suitcase into the backseat.

Opening the front door, he looked at Emily. “Get in.”

“What?” she questioned, shock shimmering in her eyes.

“You heard me, Emily. Get in,” he replied as he rounded the car.

The blonde cocked her head to the side. “Where are we going?”

“You two are going home,” Gavin answered, his tone clipped. He looked in the direction of his driver who appeared equally confused. “Necesito que lleves a estas dos a su casa, de acuerdo?”

“Si señor Blake.” Javier waved the two women over.

This time the brunette cocked her head to the side. “You’re making us leave? You can’t do that.”

“I just did. Have a great day, ladies,” Gavin replied, staring at Emily over the roof of his car. With a casual shrug, he brushed off the gasp one of them emitted. “Get in the car, doll.”

Bending to his will, Emily snapped her mouth shut and ducked into the vehicle.

After closing his door, Gavin pushed a button and started the car. He punched the gas a few times and the engine roared, giving warning to the two women still standing behind the vehicle. Taking him seriously, the both stepped back onto the grass and crossed their arms in clear annoyance. Once out of his way, Gavin floored the gas and the sleek, Jaguar careened in reverse out of his driveway.

Gavin lowered the window and called out to Javier who was about to get into the limo. ” Sabes en que hotel se esta quedando?”

“Si, en El Real, Senor Blake.”

“Gracias,” Gavin replied.

With one hand gripped tight around the wheel and the other on the shift, he looked over to Emily. “Get your seatbelt on.”

“What did you just ask him?”

“I asked him what hotel you’re staying at. Now get your seatbelt on.”

Feeling the tension pour off of him, Emily did as he said and pulled the belt over her waist. After it clicked, Gavin slammed the gear into first and took off. Dust from the graveled road swamped the rear and both sides of the car. Out of the corner of her eye Emily watched Gavin, his eyes trained and focused on the road, his face painfully impassive. Her heart clenched against the long stretch of silence that had taken hold in the air around them. Gavin turned onto an open highway and adrenaline washed through Emily’s veins as he kicked through the gears effortlessly—ripping in between slower vehicles—the odometer nearing 85 mph.

Emily tensed, grabbed for the handle above her head, and looked at Gavin. “You’re going to kill us.”

“I’m already dead,” he answered, clenching his jaw. He gripped the steering wheel tighter and punched the gas again, this time harder.

The force jerked Emily’s body forward. “Gavin! Have you lost your mind?”

Without looking at her, Gavin cut the wheel hard right and the car fishtailed to a screeching stop onto the side of the road. Car horns blared, flying past them as dust settled itself around the vehicle. Both heaving for air, their gazes caught one another.


“I’m already dead,” Gavin repeated, the words spoken low, but the undertone of anger as clear as the cloudless sky above them. But as angry as he was at her, like a rubber band, something snapped inside of him as he stared at Emily’s lips. In one swift movement he reached for her, lifting her over the console and onto his lap.

Emily straddled him and her breath faltered as she stared down at his face, his pained eyes staring back at her. Unable to contain her want, she crashed her lips to his and gripped the back of his hair, her apologies whipping past her mouth as she soaked in his familiar taste with each stroke of her tongue. “I’m so sorry, Gavin. I can’t take away what I’ve done to you. I know I can’t, but I love you, Gavin. God, I love you so much.”

Gavin squeezed her thighs tight and slipped his hands under her sundress. Gripping Emily’s waist, a groan ripped through his throat when she arched her chest against his. He could feel her hardened nipples through the thin cotton material and he swore he would lose it right there. Sweeping his tongue through her mouth and trying to savor every moan she expelled at his touch, Gavin fought against the images of doubt that plagued his mind. With one hand still caressing her waist, he took the other and fisted the back of her hair, pulling her down harder to his mouth. She moaned and circled her hips, grinding down against his rising dick. Her panting breaths echoed in his ears along with the words she’d spoken to him the night of her rehearsal dinner.

“Fuck!” he snarled, tearing his mouth from hers. Hand still tangled in her wavy curls, he stared at her with narrowed eyes.

Before Emily could catch her breath he swung the door open and slipped out of the car, leaving her on her knees in the driver’s seat. She curled her fingers around the head rest, watching him pace back and forth on the side of the road, both of his hands gripping his hair.
“Fuck!” he yelled out again, reaching down to the ground.

Eyes wide and breathing heavy, Emily jumped, her body jerking with sudden fear as he pelted a rock against the back window. The glass split into a cobweb. Without hesitation, he rocketed another against the taillight. Emily gasped, but with confusion and anger bubbling in her stomach she hauled her suitcase over the backseat and tore out of the car. She headed in the opposite direction, tears streaming down her cheeks in the heat as she tried to pull the wheeled luggage through the rocks.

“Where are you going, Emily?” Gavin called out, following after her.

Without stopping she flipped him the bird and continued her pursuit into nowhere land.

Coming up behind her, Gavin grabbed her by the elbow and spun her around, a lopsided smirk tipping his lips. “You’re in the middle of Mexico, doll.”

“And you’re an asshole,” she hissed, defiance glittering in her eyes.

She wiped the tears away from her face.

“Ahh, still so beautiful when you’re mad.” He reached out, cupped her chin and smoothed the pad of his thumb under her eye. After wiping the smudged mascara from her face, he took a step back and crossed his arms. “And you still love calling me an asshole, huh?”

Throwing her arm out to the side, she took a step forward, her chin jutted up. “What do you want from me, Gavin? I came down here to apologize. You knew damn well I didn’t marry him, but yet you didn’t take my calls and you say you’re dead? I’m dead right now!”

“I am fucking dead, Goddammit!” He stepped closer, curled his arm around her waist, and pulled her against him. Staring down into her watery, green eyes, he resisted the urge to kiss her again. “You killed me, Emily,” he breathed out, brushing her hair away from her face. Leaning into her ear, he yanked the suitcase from her hand, his voice a heated whisper. “I didn’t know you never went through with it. I chucked my phone the night I came out here and I haven’t read any of the messages my fucking housekeeper left for me. I threw each and every single one of them away.” He whipped around and headed for the car.

“Gavin, wait!” she called out.

He came to a stop and shook his head, refusing to turn around and face her.

Inching her way toward him Emily swallowed nervously, her head more confused than when she’d first showed up. “What are you trying to say to me?” she asked, taking a cautious step forward. “Say it if you have to, Gavin, but I need to know. What are we doing?”

Gavin turned around and raked his hand through his hair. “I don’t know what we’re doing, Emily.” He paused, his gaze shifting between her and the highway. He shook his head again, then brought his attention back to her. “I don’t know what I want right now.”

“I’ve broken us,” she whispered, slowly bringing her hand up to her cheek as she stared at the ground. Trying to catch the breath that had been stolen from her chest, she lifted her head, her eyes locking on Gavin’s. “I have. I’ve broken us.”

Gavin cupped the back of his neck and stared at her a long moment, his mind fighting against what his heart wanted. “Yeah. You might have,” he answered softly. Gavin pulled in a deep breath and turned around. “Come on… I’m taking you back to your hotel.”

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“Wait,” she purred, trying to catch her breath. She towed her neck back and stared into his eyes. “What are you doing? Are you going to just fuck me right out here?”

With a smug grin, Gavin backed away, leaving her panting body lax against the wall. “Not as fun as you originally appeared, I see,” he muttered, fishing his keys from his pocket. He slid them into the door and unlocked it, holding it open as he waited for Jessica to adjust her clothing.

Sighing, she picked her clutch up from off the ground.

As she walked past him she rolled her eyes. Dropping the clutch onto an antique, claw-footed table in the foyer, Jessica swept her gaze across his expansive beachfront home.

“Nice place.” She turned and faced him, her smile showing she was impressed. “So now, where were we?”

“You were about to strip for me.” Gavin tossed his keys onto the table and started unbuttoning his shirt. After slipping it off, he leaned against the doorjamb of the kitchen and crossed his arms as he watched her undress.

Jessica peeled the last piece of clothing from her body and moved toward Gavin. She took his face in both her hands and pulled him into her mouth. It was then that Gavin shoved Emily back into his aching heart’s closet, locked the door, and threw away the key. As he unbuckled his belt, one clear thought attacked his mind.

Emily would be proud that he was taking a ‘void filler’ to bed tonight.

Pulse Teaser #3

With an equally devious brow lifted, Gavin ran a hand through his messy hair, and leaned back against the headboard, the grin on his mouth wide. “These gifts wouldn’t happen to include a black laced ensemble worn by you, double ‘A’ batteries and your ‘shmexy’ legs shaking uncontrollably around my head, would they?”

Eyes wide, Emily belted out a laugh. But shit if he didn’t look hot, waiting for her, shirtless no less. She swallowed, suddenly aware of the throbbing between her legs. All humor left her face as she slowly crawled onto the bed. With the bag in one hand, she took the other and slightly lowered his sweatpants. She rained kisses along his hip, following his glorious tattoo all the way to the side of his left rib cage. Sighing in pure contentment, she moved her lips back down over every delicious peak and dip of his washboard abs. She felt Gavin tense, his muscles tightening. He buried his hands in her hair as she hovered, lightly skimming her tongue along the edge of the evil looking beast’s wings. In all its evilness, it tasted like the sweetest cotton candy in her mouth.

Emily brought her eyes up to his, their light, blue sexual intensity shocking through her system. She smiled. “So you never told me why you got this particular tattoo on your body.”

Gavin blinked, a rush of puffed air escaping his mouth. “Are you honestly going to ask me that after you just achingly licked your way up my body?”

“What?” Emily giggled, straddling his waist. Looking down at him, she frowned. “I want to know, Gavin. You told me why you got it where you did, but you left out why you picked a dragon.”

Eyes zeroed in on her lips, Gavin smirked. “I got the dragon because I knew women would never… everever be able to resist licking over it.”

Emily playfully swatted his arm. “You bastard. Are you saying I’m not the first to lick it?”

In one quick movement, Gavin slipped his arm behind her waist, flipping her onto her back.

Emily gasped, her heart nearly stopping as he hovered above her, lightly brushing his mouth against hers. “Oh my God,” she breathed. “I was right. You are crazy.”

“And you’re trying to kill me with your questions,” Gavin countered, now nipping at her bottom lip, which she started to realize was something he loved to do. “You’re no longer allowed to say the words ‘lick it’ while in my presence. Is this understood, Miss Cooper?”

His demand drifted over her like a caress, however, she was about to push a few buttons. She popped a brow, her mouth curled into a smirk. “Lick it… Caveman.”


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Left Drowning by Jessica Park


Review for
Left Drowning
by Jessica Park
5 Stars

I have to confess I read Left Drowning almost two months ago. It has taken me this long to write my review because I literally did not have the words to describe my feelings when I finished. There was no doubt in my mind that Jessica Park deserved a 5 star plus rating for her extraordinary work. But, what could I say to adequately explain how this book affected me? So, like those expensive handmade chocolates I occasionally stop and buy then hide because they are too delicious to share, I kept Left Drowning to myself. The hiding and not sharing was a poor choice on my part. I deeply apologize for my errant ways. I am now sharing my thoughts because I know Left Drowning needs to be read often and by as many people as possible.

The subject matter of this book is not light and airy; it is heavy and has unimaginable depths. This book explores what happens to people when they are so broken and damaged by life experiences that they all they can do is cope. Day to day living is key to survival for these individuals. This is the state in which readers first meet Blythe McGuire. She is surviving, but a at sub-level that even she questions. One chance meeting with the dramatic and instantly loveable Sabin Shepard, and Blythe senses light begin to penetrate her dark world. One more chance meeting with Christopher Shepard, Sabin’s sexy, self-assured brother, and Blythe’s reality shifts into supernova.

One by one Blythe meets the Shepard siblings including the twins, Estelle and Eric.

Each sibling with their unique personality helps to show Blythe what the true definitions of family and living are. The eclectic Shepard family adopts Blythe and helps her to mend the broken vessel that she is. Chris, in particular, reignites the fire of feeling in Blythe despite her attempts to tamp that fire down. Their love story is a sensual and steamy bomb that threatens to explode at any given moment.

Left Drowning is layers of emotional complexity covered with generous layer of forgiveness and hope. Jessica Park has written a story that challenged me to think and feel as I read my way through it. The emotions I experienced included, anger, angst, compassion, despair, hope, humor, love, and raw passion. Each of these emotions existed at different levels. Left Drowning was not a book that I could finish in a night. I did not want to put it down, but I simply had to. At points I just had to stop and absorb what I was experiencing. Only after a break was I able to go back and continue my journey with Blythe and the Shepard family. When I finished Left Drowning, I truly missed the time I spent with these complex and colorful characters. Somewhere along my journey with them they had stealthily taken up residence in my heart.

Jessica Park has written another book that is as entertaining as it is profound. I am still in awe of how she deftly she balances the fine line between amusement and tragedy. She lets us experience and understand the deepest parts of the human psyche, giving us hope that even the most broken of us can be repaired. Ms. Park shows us that often times the random introduction of people into our lives is providential and quite necessary to help us progress as the complete persons we are meant to be.


Fear of Falling by S.L. Jennings

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Fear of Falling Synopsis
I can’t remember the last time I felt completely safe. Security seemed more like a luxury to me, reserved for those who were fortunate enough to have picture perfect childhoods. For those who didn’t bear the ugly scars that keep me bound in constant, debilitating fear. I’ve run from that fear my entire life. But when I met him, for once, I couldn’t run anymore.
He scared the hell out of me in a way that excited every fibre of my being. It wasn’t the tattoos or the piercings. It wasn’t the warmth that seemed to radiate from his frame and blanket me whenever he was near. It was just…him. The scary beautiful man that threatened to alter 23 years of routine and rituals, and make me face my crippling fear.
My name is Kami and I am constantly afraid. And the thing that scares me the most is the very thing I want.
***Inspired by true events***

Review: 5+ Stars

“He had the eyes of a man that had seen things. Eyes that were soulful and wise, yet vibrant and sultry. Eyes that made me want to run away, yet urged me to stay.”

For Kamilla Duval, those eyes are a warning signal. Kami, who has seen her share of things, must avoid the owner of those eyes, Blaine Jacobs, at all costs.” She has spent her life building walls to protect herself from the horrors that life has constantly confronted her with. If she keeps those walls in tact, she can live in relative safety and manage her fears. She has been careful to let in only people who can understand her and are willing to protect her at all costs, Dominic Trevino and Angel Cassidy. They have all seen their share the dark side of life. Together they have become a family which functions quite well. The problem arises when Kami ‘s well-built defenses come into direct opposition with what her heart tells her she needs – Blaine Jacobs.

Blaine Jacobs is the bartender at the Dive, a local bar. He is a sexy southern boy with chocolate brown eyes, tattoos, piercings, and a smile that is irresistible. His life has been less that picture perfect. But, with the help of his Uncle Mick and his Cousin C.J, he has managed to face his demons and make a drama free life for himself on his own terms. When Kami walks into Dive one night, he is taken aback by his attraction to her. He knows that she is someone who could definitely complicate his world. Even though his mind tells him Kami could very well upset his balanced world, he cannot keep his distance. Blaine knows he should leave her alone but, his instincts tell him he must be the one to help her shed the pain he sees in her eyes.

Fear of Falling is the exquisitely written story of Kami and Blaine. S. Jennings tells their story from dual points of view. With beautifully detailed descriptions and raw emotion, Ms. Jennings communicates the story of these two terribly scarred individuals who take an unavoidable risk and explore their attraction to each other. The unhurried pace and vivid imagery of her writing style only serve to enhance the sultry southern setting of the story. From the very expressive and dramatically understated opening words I was intrigued. As the chapters progressed I was enthralled and unable to put Fear of Falling down until I knew how it ended.

It was my intention to read a few chapters before bed. When I finally turned the last page of Fear of Falling, it was 5:30 a.m. I have not found a book, recently, that has impacted me so forcefully. It literally had me curled in the fetal position and crying as the sun began to peek through my bedroom blinds. Fear of Falling is intensely sensual and emotional It reached into the deepest part of my heart and aroused feelings I did not expect to surface. S. Jennings has given me a precious gift in this story that will always remind me hope and love are the keys to overcoming the shocking and awful moments life will inevitably lay in our paths.

Fear of Falling releases July 18, 2013
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Author Bio:
Most known for her starring role in a popular sitcom as a child, S.L. Jennings went on to earn her law degree from Harvard at the young age of 16. While studying for the bar exam and recording her debut hit album, she also won the Nobel Prize for her ground breaking invention of calorie-free wine. When she isn’t conquering the seas in her yacht or flying her Gulfstream, she likes to spin elaborate webs of lies and has even documented a few of these said falsehoods.
Some of S.L.’s devious lies:
FEAR OF FALLING- July 18th, 2013
~ Dark Light
~ The Dark Prince
~ Nikolai (Fall 2013)
~ Light Shadows (End of 2013/ Early 2014)

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Finding It by Cora Carmack – COVER REVEAL!!!!


Title: Finding It

Author: Cora Carmack

Expected Release Date: 1st October 2013

Genre: New Adult/Romance



Most girls would kill to spend months traveling around Europe after college graduation with no responsibility, no parents, and no-limit credit cards. Kelsey Summers is no exception. She’s having the time of her life…or that’s what she keeps telling herself.

It’s a lonely business trying to find out who you are, especially when you’re afraid you won’t like what you discover. No amount of drinking or dancing can chase away Kelsey’s loneliness, but maybe Jackson Hunt can. After a few chance meetings, he convinces her to take a journey of adventure instead of alcohol. With each new city and experience, Kelsey’s mind becomes a little clearer and her heart a little less hers. Jackson helps her unravel her own dreams and desires. But the more she learns about herself, the more Kelsey realizes how little she knows about Jackson



Title: Shooting Scars

Author: Karina Halle

Publication Date: 20th August 2013

Genre: New Adult/Romance



Sometimes the right choice can be the deadliest.

When Ellie Watt made the ultimate sacrifice for Camden McQueen, she never thought it would be easy. But walking away with her ex-lover, Javier Bernal, in order to ensure Camden’s safety has brought a whole new set of dangers. With Javier’s plans for Ellie growing more secretive by the moment, Ellie must find a way to stay ahead of the game before her past swallows her whole.

Meanwhile, Camden’s new life is short-lived. Fueled by revenge and pursued by authorities, he teams up with an unlikely partner in order to save Ellie. But as Camden toes the line between love and retribution, he realizes that in order to get back the woman he loves, he may have to lose himself in the process. He might just turn into the very man he’s hunting.

Told in dual POV from Camden and Ellie.



Karina is represented by Scott Waxman of the Waxman Leavell Literary Agency

**I love to read when I have a chance. I love making new friends, too. But PLEASE don’t add me if you’re an author just wanting me to read your book and promote yourself shamelessly. You should have more of a reason for friending me than THAT. Also, please don’t recommend me books, I have enough on my TBR and not enough time to read. And I’m a super picky reader. Cheers!**

The daughter of a Norwegian Viking and a Finnish Moomin, Karina Halle grew up in Vancouver, Canada with trolls and eternal darkness on the brain. This soon turned into a love of all things that go bump in the night and a rather sadistic appreciation for freaking people out. Like many of the flawed characters she writes, Karina never knew where to find herself and has dabbled in acting, make-up artistry, film production, screenwriting, photography, travel writing and music journalism. She eventually found herself in the pages of the very novels she wrote (if only she had looked there to begin with).

Karina holds a screenwriting degree from Vancouver Film School and a Bachelor of Journalism from TRU. Her travel writing, music reviews/interviews and photography have appeared in publications such as Consequence of Sound, Mxdwn and GoNomad Travel Guides. She currently lives on an island on the coast of British Columbia where she’s preparing for the zombie apocalypse. 

When I’m not writing, I’m reading. And when I’m not reading I might be writing up a review. I’m wary of books with a lot of hype but unless something has bad reviews across the board, I’ll probably still take a chance on it and give my honest opinion. Everyone is different and I won’t pass up an adventure just because someone else didn’t like it. And that’s what I think when I look at my bookshelf…what adventure can I go on today?

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