Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Sinned by Veronica Daye Review + Giveaway


“It’s only you and me here tonight. Tonight I am just a man, not a priest” *** This Limited Time Special Edition version of Sinned includes both of Veronica Daye’s stepbrother romance novels--Stepbrother Bad Boy andTease. THREE standalone romances in one! ***
I thought my days of temptation were over when I took my vows of celibacy and obedience. I was wrong. Six years ago I met Ava and the man in me wanted to savor every look, touch, and taste of her. And I did. But I am not just a man, I am a priest. This is my confession.
This is a complete standalone romance told from both points of view. No cliffhanger.


This is my first book by Veronica Daye and it definitely will not be my last.  The author’s writing is flawless and kept me captivated throughout the story of Father Charles and Ava.   
I am sure from the title and synopsis of this book you may already know what this book is about.  This book is about a sinfully hot Priest,Father Charles MacArthur, who meets Dr. Ava Abrams during their time volunteering in Peru.   There is an instant attraction between Ava and Father Charles. They want to fight it as hard as they can because they know in the end it will not work out. Since Father Charles has taken a vow of celibacy and is devoted to the church he knows the relationship with Ava could only be a friendship. Ava also knows of his devotion to God and the church and it will never workout between them.  When Father Charles and Ava surrender to their needs and desires it's created a steamy scenes that are in great detail.

I will have to admit being a religious person, I almost felt bad reading this book! Haha it was such a hot forbidden book that I couldn’t stop reading!! I mean how forbidden can we get… a Priest breaking his vow of celibacy! Read this book, if you are in a mood for a quick read and a steamy forbidden love story. 
Veronica Daye can't imagine anything else she'd rather be doing than writing. Well except maybe reading, spending time with her son, dogs, and family, talking about herself in the third person, or...ooh look at the butterfly! Veronica used to day dream about becoming a writer and now because of your support, she is. She will always be grateful to you, the readers, for coming along with her on this journey.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Doing in for Love by Cassie Mae Review + Giveaway

All About Love #1
Cassie Mae
Releasing Sept 29th, 2015

Cassie Mae’s charming, sexy new novel, perfect for fans of Emma Chase, puts a steamy twist on modern love as one bride-to-be tries to put the spark back in the bedroom—by any means necessary.

Elizabeth Fanning’s life looks pretty perfect, judging by the diamond ring on her finger. Her fiancĂ©, Landon, is sweet, handsome, and hilarious. The trouble is, before they’ve even tied the knot, their sex life has gone from mind-blowing to “meh”—and Liz isn’t ready to be part of an old married couple. After a cathartic call to her best friend, Liz comes up with a brilliant idea. She and Landon may never be able to re-create the magic of their first time, but how amazing would their wedding night be if everything below the neck was off-limits until then?

Liz thinks it’ll bring them closer together. Landon’s convinced she’ll cave first. So they raise the stakes: Whoever lasts longer gets to pick their honeymoon destination. With her heart set on the Bahamas and Landon fighting for snowbound Utah, Liz simply has to win. But pretty soon, her body is screaming for attention, and Landon’s never seemed so far away. Has Liz’s experiment backfired? Losing their little competition would be frustrating—but the one thing she can’t afford to lose is him.


Laughter turns to deep sighs as Landon wipes my face free of all the water. He presses a soft kiss between my eyebrows.

“You’re going to be my wife,” he whispers, like a prayer, a wish, a dream he never thought would come to life. My heart thumps between our bodies, thumps against his, answering his beats with mine.

“Mrs. Wangford.” I bite my smile back, but it’s no use, Landon pauses above me, his whole face lighting up.

“Hell yeah! Now you can’t make fun of it.”

“I’ll say it in a seductive voice when I get my driver’s license.” I drop my voice an octave. “Wangford.”

“That’s so sexy,” he teases, biting my earlobe. I involuntarily giggle, goose bumps shooting up and down my entire body. That’s totally my spot, and he knows it, so he runs his hands across my puckered skin while he nibbles.

“Okay . . . you have to stop laughing,” he says.

“Can’t be helped.” I kiss his shoulder when he bumps it against my lips. “I really like it.”

“I know.” He bites again, causing more laughter and goose bumps. “But when you laugh, it does things. Down there.”

“I know it doesn’t hurt,” I say, then flex my Kegel muscles. He groans.

“No, it’s just . . . we haven’t done this in eleven days.”

“You’re counting?” When was the last time we counted?

He ignores me, resting an elbow on the pillow, and using the heel of his hand to hold his head up. “On most occasions I purposely make you laugh because of how it feels.” His lip twitches upward. “It’s like a hug.”

I stifle a snort, and he growls to the ceiling.

“Stop laughing!”

“I can’t help it.”

“You keep laughing, and I’m gonna shoot off before I can do my move.”

“I’ve felt your move,” I tease. “You need a new one.”

His jaw drops, and his stroking fingers turn to tickle monsters up and down, down and up my ribs, until he grips my sides and pulls me on his lap. My knees sink into the duvet next to his hips, and I run my nails through his damp hair. The stars in his gray irises seem to light the entire bedroom, echoing the moon dancing across the bedsheets.

I can’t believe I get a whole lifetime of this.

“Me neither,” he says, and a much smaller laugh tumbles out of my mouth. I had no idea my thoughts escaped me.

Landon’s lips meet mine softly, then harder, then all over. My laughter, my mind, and my body drift away into just one of the many beautiful moments I get to experience with this man. He feels so good, and the last time we had sex like this feels like a lifetime ago.

I’m just getting into my rhythm when I halt mid-hump with a gasp.

“What, what, what?” Landon says underneath me, sweat and shower water covering his skin.

“We need a condom.”

He looks at me like I just spouted Greek. “Huh?”

“A condom, Landon. I stopped taking my pill a week ago.”

“Why’d you do that?”

“I didn’t want to hurt the baby . . . if there was one.”

“Oh.” He closes his eyes and nods. “Okay. Condom. Do we even have one?”

“Maybe . . . ?” I’m being optimistic. I think I tossed them out during my last sex drawer cleanup.

He slowly lifts me off him, and we both groan when we leave each other. I roll off the mattress, probably not looking so sexy with my naked squat and crawl to the naughty drawer in my nightstand.

“I could just pull out,” Landon suggests as I dig around the lubricant, the sex tarot cards we’ve used maybe once, and the blindfolds we use much more than that, but not lately. There’s not a single condom or any other form of birth control in here—unless you count the picture of my parents that must’ve slipped through the cracks from the drawer above it.

“I don’t know. I think I’d rather be safe than sorry.”

“But . . . we don’t have a condom.”

“Maybe Theresa does.” Actually, I’m almost positive she does. I put the picture of my parents back in the right drawer and get to my feet. “I’ll be right back.”

“Your nipple is poking out,” he says, pointing at my left boob as I shrug into my fuzzy purple robe.

“Thanks. Keep it up, will ya?” I point back at “Lord Landon” and speed-walk out of the room, out my front door, down the hall, and rap on Theresa’s door.

And just my luck, she doesn’t answer. I slump back, lady parts laden with disappointment.

“No?” Landon asks, still hard and ready on the bed.

“She’s not home.”

“I’ll pull out,” he says, grabbing the tie on my robe and ripping it open.

“Let me get a towel.” I push him off before we get so into it I won’t care until we have to clean it. Then I’ll really care.

After placing the towel on the bed, Landon kisses me, probably knowing I’ve dried up and I’m losing whatever mojo I had ten minutes ago.

But we just got engaged, so no way in hell am I not having sex tonight.

Doing it for Love by Cassie Mae was an entertaining, hilarious and charming read! This is a FOUR & ONE HALF LEAVES review!!

Elizabeth "Liz" Fanning and Landon Wangford meet in college.  The first time the two met, it was an instant attraction to each other.  Years have passed by and they are now living with each other in New York City.  Liz is still trying to figure out her life and what she wants to be when she grows up as she is working at Bed, Bath, and Beyond full time.  Landon has graduated from college and is an aspiring film director and working on making films right now.
Landon and Liz already have their happily ever after.  They want everything to be perfect.  The morning after Landon proposes to Liz, she thought long and hard and came to the conclusion that their sex is not out of the world spectacular.  They are just having sex just to have it.  Liz decides that she and Landon are not to have sex until the night of their wedding, which is five months away!! Whoever caves first allows the other person to pick the Honeymoon location.
I think what I loved most about this book is Landon's and Liz's relationship. Liz is such a great character; she is the type of girl you want as your best friend! She is caring, funny, witty, and simply genuine. Landon is sweet, charming, and such a gentleman.  I fell in love with him instantly.  They are the perfect fit together and their chemistry is magical.
Cassie Mae wrote a fabulous book that I recommend to all the Fallers and my friends! It was the perfect sweet romantic comedy.  The entire story is entertaining and a very quick Sunday read.  I look forward seeing more from this author, who is quickly becoming my go to author for a smile on my face. I swooned and laughed out loud at so many parts.  If you are looking for a book that has some sexiness, fun, and humor--this is your book!


Cassie Mae (who dons the name Becca Ann on occasion) is the author of a few hundred—okay, maybe not that many—books. Since writing her bestselling debut, Reasons I Fell for the Funny Fat Friend, she has published books with Random House, Swoon Romance, and Tulip Romance. She has a favorite of all her babies, but no, she won’t tell you what it is (mainly because it changes depending on the day). Along with writing, Cassie likes to binge-watch Teen Wolf and The Big Bang Theory. She can quote Harry Potter lines quick as a whip. And she likes kissing her hubby, but only if his facial hair is trimmed. She also likes cheesecake to a very obsessive degree.

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Friday, September 25, 2015

Sins of Sevin by Penelope Ward Release Blitz


What happens when the one you want is the only one you can't have?

My name is Sevin.

Homeschooled and sheltered by my ultra-religious family, I was always taught that lust was a sin.

Elle was the girl who'd been carefully chosen for me.

After a long-distance courtship, I'd be moving into her family's guesthouse so that we could get to know each other in the months before the wedding.

Boundaries were set: no inappropriate touching, no kissing, no sex before marriage.

I'd accepted those rules and my fate.

Until I met the one I wanted to sin with.

That was when restraint became a problem...especially since THE ONE wasn't Elle.

It was her sister, Evangeline.

You know what they say about best laid plans.

My name is Sevin, and I have sinned.

Told in alternating points of view, Sins of Sevin is a full-length standalone novel.
Contains graphic sexual content and harsh language.
Only appropriate for adult readers
age 18+.


He quietly followed me into the dining room, carrying the flatware. The tension in the air was thick as he walked behind me around the oval table, setting down silverware after each plate I’d put down. It was like some weird game of musical chairs where awkward silence replaced the music. The hairs on my back stiffened. We weren’t saying anything, but it was as if I could feel the weight of a thousand words along with the heat of his body so close behind me.
When I noticed he’d just put a fork where the spoon was supposed to go, I switched it. “The forks go on this side, actually.” My hand was shaking. I couldn’t believe how little control I had over myself.
Noticing my nerves, he suddenly placed his hand over mine and whispered, “Stop.”
Chills ran through me. My heart started to beat faster. My nipples hardened. I hated my body for responding to him with equal amounts of fear and lust.
I turned to him, his hand still over my knuckles. It felt like I couldn’t breathe as he just looked at me.
My mother’s footsteps caused Sevin to move his hand off mine with lightning speed.
Mama entered, and we continued setting the table as if our stolen moment hadn’t happened.



Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 10-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

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