Friday, September 27, 2013

Mr. September Throwdown

Today we have a little bit different stop, but an awesome one at that. Brazen is having a battle and all the guys are all pretty hawt and steamy and have amazing answers!!!! So glad that Jeana and I could have them on our blog today....*still fanning self*

Here are the details.....

The six heroes from this month’s Brazens are battling it out to be your Mr. September. Who gets your vote?

Each day this week the six heroes are stopping by some awesome blogs to answer both sexy and sweet personal questions, so you can really get a taste of what they’re like ;)  Each day you get to cast your vote, and at the end of the week one sexy hero will be crowned the winner of the #MrSeptember Throwdown!

Remember, each vote also counts as an entry for one of SIX prizes so be sure to follow along and vote every day to increase your chances of winning!  Visit Entangled in Romance for a recap on the awesome prizes!

Now, to meet the men competing in the #MrSeptember Throwdown!

Whew! Hot, hot, hot - these men have definitely turned up the heat!

Ian: Wicked Games by Samanthe Beck  (part of the anthology)
Grayson: Seducing Mr. Right by Katee Robert  (part of the anthology)
Craig: Tempted by His Best Friend by Cari Quinn  (part of the anthology)
Derek: Protecting What's Theirs by Tessa Bailey  (part of the anthology)
Jett: Wicked Heat by Nicola Marsh
Trick: Dirty Trick by Christine Bell

Here are today’s questions for the men:

 Question #9: What kind of personality do you look for in a woman?

Ian: Confident, complicated, tough-on-the-outside but soft-on-the-inside, once she knows and trusts me.

Grayson: An independent woman who knows her own mind, and doesn't hesitate to speak her mind.

Trick: Fun, easy-going, quick to laugh, loyal.

Derek: Feisty as hell, but soft when she needs to be. A woman who takes her responsibilities seriously, but also knows when to blow them off and spend the day underneath me in bed.

Jett: Killer sense of humor. It’s a huge turn-on to verbally spar with an intelligent woman. Great part of foreplay.

Craig: Fun, intelligent, someone who likes to laugh and love with equal intensity. A strong woman who matches me in every way. And if she likes to get a little - or a lot - freaky, even better.

Question #10: What’s your hottest “move” in the bedroom?

Ian: I’m a homicide detective, so I’ve always got the handcuffs handy.

Grayson: Ah, ah. As I said before, a gentleman never tells. However, I will say that it involves handcuffs.

Trick: I’m more of a hands-on kind of guy. If you give Gracie a call and have her come by, I’d be willing to demonstrate, though…

Derek: Pick one, baby.

Jett: Whatever pleases her. I like seeing my woman get off. Mouth, hands, the rest…I like to think of the whole package rather than one specific move.

Craig: Let's just say I'm happy to spend a good long time on my knees before she gets on hers. Ladies come first in my book. And often.

Ahhhhh......I think I just melted into the floor from *swooning* because I was fanning myself so hard from these AMAZING I might slightly be partial to Craig's answers....but the rest have a def second place...ish!! Anyways make sure to cast your vote for your favorite Mr. September!!!!

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Thursday, September 26, 2013

Blog Tour: The Mephisto Mark by Trinty Faegen


Orphaned at six and sent to live with abusive relatives in Bucharest, Mariah learned early in life to box up violent, agonizing memories and put them in permanent mental storage. Now almost nineteen, she has a paying job, a tiny apartment, and a plan to attend university. She loves her independence and is steadily overcoming her past, but when an enigmatic stranger walks into the pub where she works and the trajectory of her life changes yet again, she begins to wonder if she’ll run out of mental shelf space.

The only females unafraid of the Mephisto brothers are the extremely rare Anabo, born without Original Sin. Over one hundred years ago, Phoenix was first to find one, but he made a fatal mistake and she was murdered by his oldest brother and enemy, Eryx. Phoenix soldiered through the next century wrapped up in grief and guilt, his only outlet planning takedowns of those who pledged their souls to Eryx. When one of his brothers brings Mariah to Mephisto Mountain, he’s torn between his instinctive, powerful need to pursue her, and his certainty that he can never have her.

Drawn into the world of the Mephisto, Mariah sees the pain and misery Eryx unleashes on humanity, and the boxes in her mind begin to fly open, one by one. All that keeps her from slipping off the edge is her unlikely, sexually charged friendship with Phoenix. He’s incredibly screwed up; she’s completely broken. It would take a miracle for them to find happiness. Then Eryx brings the war for Hell to a whole new level, forcing Mariah and Phoenix to make a choice that will bind them together for all eternity, or rip them apart forever.

***While this is the 3rd book in the series, it can be read as a standalone***


Watching Mariah shout her triumphant joy as she came closer to me at breakneck speed, my want, my need to join her was a physical thing that coiled around me and squeezed so hard, I was breathless.

Her stop was flawless. She was breathing hard, laughing up at me as she moved her goggles to her cap. Her eyes were bluer, I could see her glow, and her scent was beautiful. My brothers and Sasha skied up just behind her and looked at me with obvious anxiety. They knew I was pissed.

Mariah didn’t. I bit back what I wanted to say to them and instead said to Mariah, “I wish you weren’t a liar. That whole I’m poor thing really had me going. Clearly you’ve lived in Switzerland your entire life and trained with the Olympic team.”

“This is the most fun I’ve ever had. It’s such a rush! And the mountains are beautiful, and all the snow.” Still breathing hard with exertion, making her breasts rise and fall, she looked down at my boots. “Where are your skis?”

Peeling my gaze away from her chest, I focused on her eyes. “I don’t have skis.”

“What? Why? Go get some and ski with me.”

“I’d love to, but I have to work on—”

“Are you scared? I mean, it’s dangerous, I guess, but it’s not like you’re ever permanently hurt. If I get hurt, Sasha says she can fix me.”

The only thing in the world I was scared of was what I could do to her if I wasn’t constantly on guard. She was so wounded. I had to keep that front and center in my mind at all times. Had to be careful and not step over a line. Not only my words, but actions and even thoughts.

I fought to keep from looking at her breasts again. Jesus, that dream had me undone. I wished I could see her as I saw Sasha – like a sister. I’d never, even once, had a sexual thought about Sasha. Strange, because honestly, I had sexual thoughts about most women. Except for the Luminas. I was a son of Hell, but even I couldn’t have impure thoughts about angels.

Would this low hum of sexual awareness disappear once Mariah became a Lumina? Could I then see her as a beautiful girl and not a hot woman I’d sell my soul to see naked, to touch, just once? I cleared my throat and said, “I assure you I’m not scared of skiing.”

“Then work later and ski with us now.”

I leaned down and whispered, “You’re away from the mountain, at risk.”

With her face scarcely two inches from mine, she whispered back, “They think I don’t know, but Sasha is keeping Eryx front and center in her mind. He’s in Washington and I’m nowhere on his radar. Come on, Phoenix, don’t worry so much. Go get some skis and do this with me, just for a little while.”

“I’d rather take you home.”

“Three more hours until dark, then I’ll go back and stay there until it’s safe for me to leave again.”

I knew I should say no. It was a needless risk. But the look on her face, the sound of her laughter – I wanted to hear it again and again. I sighed. “All right, fine, but the second you ski too far away from any one of us, we’re going back. Capice?

She grinned at me and my heart thudded hard against my ribs. “Let’s race.”

I groaned, then we all popped down to Mountain Village so I could get some skis. And food. I hadn’t eaten and was starving.

We went in the Blue Dog Grill and ordered crab claws, chicken kabobs, and burgers. Mariah ate almost as much as Sasha, who ate far more than an ordinary human girl because of Mephisto. I wondered if Mariah was too poor to buy food? She obviously relished what she ate, seeming to enjoy every single bite.

When we were back up on the slopes, she beat me twice, I beat her twice, and Jax said we had to have a tie-breaker, which is how we wound up at the top of the most difficult run at Revelation Bowl. I looked down at the almost vertical drop, at the tiny figures that were Jax and the others waiting for us at the bottom, and asked her, “Are you sure about this?”

“You’re chicken, aren’t you?”

“They say chicken in Romania?”

“It’s a worldwide euphemism for cowards.”

“I doubt that.”

“Look it up.” She schussed left ski, then right ski, gripping her poles, focused on the slope. “Are you in, or not?”

This was going to be epic. “I’m in.”

“Prepare to lose, my friend.”

“I’m out of practice.” I was never actually in practice. Until today, I’d skied four times my whole life, and those were related to a takedown back in the fifties. I learned, practiced, then we did the takedown, and my skiing career was over.

“Excuses already? You must think you’re going to lose.”

My competitive nature roared to life. “Not hardly.”

“Okay, on three.”

We counted together and as soon as we both said three, I pushed off. Just as I’d thought, it was incredible. Exhilarating. I risked a glance at her and saw she was laughing. We were neck and neck, moving faster and faster. I could see Jax and the others clapping and yelling. I’m pretty sure they were all rooting for Mariah, which only made me want to win that much more.

Unfortunately for my manhood, she smoked me, probably because I tried to be tricky and jumped a mogul instead of skiing around it. My landing almost sent me crashing, and by the time I’d regained my balance, she was ten yards ahead, and I never caught up.

When we were with the others, she pulled off her goggles and hat and high-fived Sasha. And she laughed. For the first time in a thousand years, I didn’t mind losing. I’d do it over and over, just to hear her laugh.

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About the Author:

Author of the RITA winning Pink Files series, Stephanie Feagan has had a love affair with romance novels since she was eleven and discovered there are kissing scenes in Victoria Holt books. She spent a lot of time in her closet with a flashlight, reading as fast as possible to get to the end, only to start a new book and begin the whole Leave-Me-Alone-I’m-Reading cycle all over again. She still stays up until the wee hours to finish books, now courtesy of a lighted e-reader which she believes is mankind’s greatest invention ever.

Stephanie also writes Young Adult and New Adult paranormal romance as Trinity Faegen. A practicing CPA who loves travel, books, new pencils, old keys, and smart guys, she lives in the oilfields of west Texas with her engineer husband and a mean cat. She’d love to hear from you. She answers to Stephanie, Trinity, Hey Lady, and Mom, and can be reached at or
She’s aware the similarity between her pseudonym, Faegen, and her real name, Feagan, confuses pretty much everyone, herself included. Since so many mispronounce Feagan as FEEgan instead of FAYgan, she thought she’d mix it up when she took a pseudonym and make it easier on people. Now people say FayEEgen, and spell it wrong. Next time she takes a pen name, she’s totally going with Smith or Jones.

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Tour Schedule:

September 23

September 24
Romance Schmomance--Review Only
Catching Books--Guest Post

September 25
Crossroad Reviews--Review Only

September 26

September 27
A Book Vacation--Playlist
Good Choice Reading--Review Only

September 28
girls in the stacks--Interview

September 29
Owl Always Be Reading--Review Only

September 30

October 1
mommy's read and treats--Excerpt

October 2
Mundie Moms--Review Only

October 3
Taking It One Book at a Time--Character Interview

October 4

October 5
Just a Booklover--Review Only

October 6
Write On, J.B.--Review Only

Meagan's Review:

I’m not sure where to start this review. My top favorite paranormal is probably anything dealing with werewolves. Something about alpha males and packs and the dynamics of all of that. Now I while I love vampires and everything at heart I'll always be a werewolf girl (shhh...don't tell Edward :)) However, outside of that "normal realm" I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE stories about angels. Good and Evil. God vs Lucifer. Fallen Angels finding love on earth, Nephilum. All of it. This type of story just fascinates me and pulls me in. So with that being said I absolutely loved this book from the first moment Kyros walked into the bar and met Mariah. I especially loved learning about the Anabo and how they came to be. Those born without Original Sin because a daughter was the decendent of Adam and Eve from Eden. I mean really how awesome is that thought??? Pretty dang awesome. We always hear about Cain and Able when Adam and Eve are banished from Eden, but not a whole lot about any time they actually spent in the garden. They could have had 10 kids and we wouldn't know it. So honestly that is what truly pulled me into this story to begin with because I love the spin off this book creates. Lucifer’s second hand the dark Angel of Death fell in love with an Anabo and they had children together. That and the AMAZING characters and their relationships with each other. 

So Mariah's story is not an easy one to read or understand. I will warn you now the girl has literally been through hell and back. As a child she had to deal with not only physical abuse but sexual abuse as well. However, this is not the main premise of the book, just a small factor. But with that being said I love Mariah’s character because not only has she been through all of that she sill has compassion for humanity. For trying to do the right thing (most of the time) and for having hope. At the end of the day that's truly all she has to hold onto. Mariah's world is turned upside down when Key (Kyros) a Mephisto comes into her work to meet her and talk to her about her long lost sister. The sister that no one knows about....hmm....

When he takes her back to the Mountain to not only meet her sister Victoria (or Jordan) she also meets his brothers (the boys of Hell as I like to call them). As soon as Mariah arrive's one man stares at her like he wants to snap her neck and throw away her body without a second thought; Phoenix. And OMG I want to smack the crap out of this dude. He's rude and mean and just an outright asshat to Mariah, not knowing her story or anything else. And I love that Zee stepped in and brought him down a lot of levels. Now at first Mariah has no idea why Phoenix is so hostile toward her, but after he settles and comes to apologize she finally starts to have an understanding. Not only does she understand his background history, he also get's a HUGE wake up call into the life that Mariah lives and it sobers him up quite a bit. Something else interesting about these two is that Mariah confides some things to him that she doesn't with ANYONE else. 

So Mariah and Phoenix continue their whatever. It's really complicated relationship. For obvious reasons Phoenix wants her. She wants him. However, there are sooooo many factors stacking up against them, you really wonder if there's a future for them? Could God have gotten it wrong twice??? Speaking of getting it wrong....okay so there is one  Anabo to one Mephisto. I found it very interesting that in one lifetime Phoenix would be given the opportunity twice when some of the brothers are still waiting for their Anabo. I was also very interested in the other girl's (Jane) story and how she ended up dying. I also had a huge wake up call along with an ahhhh....OMG that makes sense, but wait that's not supposed to happen. I found it to be an awesome moment. 

Back to The Boys of Hell. Okay so Key is basically the leader and he does is leader things and he's with Jordan (Mariah's sister). Next is Jax who is with Sasha. I like Jax and seems like an open level headed guy and all. Then we have Ty, Zee, Denys and of course Phoenix. So when I Mariah first met the brothers she made an interesting observation about Denys and I thought he was going to be my favorite and that him and Mariah would become close. Although he has an outburst toward Phoenix and I'm pretty sure he puts on a good show for his brothers and I understand that outburst a little better now. However, as the story progressed my favorite (besides Phoenix) is Zee. I absolutely love him. He's honest with Mariah and doesn't want to beat around the bush with her. And he makes fun of her for all the food she consumes while with the brothers. 

So obviously we have to have some kind of bad guy/drama come about in this book. The last and oldest brother is Eryx. He's pretty bad and his ultimate goal is to overthrow Lucifer and take over the underworld. I know he's bad and all and I don't agree with his methods at all, but I feel bad for the guy. He really has a thing for Jordan (in a weird twisted way) and if I didn't like Key so much, I might wish for them together. But I just want him to find his person too. But because he's obsessed with Jordan he's trying to mark her himself and get her to be with him. 

So much happens in this book. Every minute of every page sucks you in further because of the amazing world that Trinity has created. I've tried so hard not to give too much away with this book, because it is such a good read that you have to see its amazingness for yourself. You feel each of the characters pain and heartache as if it was your own. You find yourself craving more needing to know how it ends. And wow there was a twist in here I didn't see coming. I just couldn't put this book down....found myself reading till wee hours of the morning because I HAD TO KNOW!! And it was well worth it. I cannot recommend this book enough. 



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Release Day Blast: Then, Now, Forever by Teodora Kostova


 Gia had let Beppe into her life so easily, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She’d held him when he’d hurt so badly he’d thought he might die; she’d talked him down when he’d been so angry he’d considered doing something he’d regret for the rest of his life.
 Gia had saved his life.
At least once he needed to be strong for her.
This right now, this moment, was theirs. It belonged to them, not to abusive or dead fathers, not to guilt, regret or sorrow, not to the past or the future.
But will their love survive when tragedy separates them?
“I have to go, Gia. I’m tired and I feel empty. I know you need me, but I have nothing left to give you. I need to heal.”
“I miss you so much it’s hard to breathe.”
Beppe was still Gia’s closest friend. But they’d never be anything more than that again. Remembering what it felt like to have the person you love most in the world torn away from you still hurt. Gia was determined never to be put into that position again.
There was never lack of love, but can Beppe win Gia’s trust again?


“When I was broken you gave me pieces of yourself and made me whole again.”

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Hi, my name is Teodora and I live in London with my husband Ted and my son Jason. I've been writing ever
since I can remember, but it became my full time job in 2010 when I decided that everything else I've tried bores me to death and I have to do what I've always wanted to do, but never had to guts to fully embrace. I've been a journalist, an editor, a personal assistant and an interior designer among another things, but as soon as the novelty of the new, exciting job wears off, I always go back to writing. Being twitchy, impatient, loud and hasty are not qualities that help a writer, because I have to sit alone, preferably still, and write for most of the day, but I absolutely love it. It's the only time that I'm truly at peace and the only thing I can do for more than ten minutes at a time - my son has a bigger attention span than me.

When I'm procrastinating, I like to go to the gym, cook Italian meals (and eat them), read, listen to rock music, watch indie movies and True Blood re-runs. Or, in the worst case scenario, get beaten at every Wii game by a six year old.

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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Auctioned by the Honorable Dom by Doris O'Connor


A drunken dare sees Laura Anderson sign up for the Club Spectrum Auctions. A night of kinky sex with a real Dom is just what she needs. It was never meant to be with Slade Douglas, the only man she's ever loved. The man who left her standing at her parent's grave, and fled the country without an explanation.

Fifteen years her senior, Slade had thought her too fragile and innocent for the lifestyle then, and he made a promise to her brother to leave her alone. This time he cannot walk away, especially as Laura is not the innocent girl he remembers. She has grown into a beautiful woman, willing and able to gift him with her submission, and their chemistry cannot be denied.

As he explores her boundaries and pushes her further than she has ever been taken before, Laura flies, but their painful past may prove one obstacle too many.

There's only one thing Slade can do…


The car’s abrupt stop brought Laura out of her angst-filled internal musings and her eyes widened when big wrought-iron gates swung open in front of her. That explained how he could afford the outrageous sum of money he’d paid for her. Clearly, Slade was rather well-off these days.
She looked across at Slade and found him watching her. The ghost of a smile crossed his features and then the car was moving again. The crunch of gravel seemed too loud and Laura snapped her mouth shut when she got the first look of Slade’s house.
The three story building rose up in front of them, and she blinked to get her gritty eyes to focus.
“You live here?”                                         
“Yes, I do, petal.”
Laura didn’t miss the hint of disapproval in his voice, but she couldn’t stop herself from questioning him either.
“Since when? I mean, I didn’t even know you had a house over here. When you said you’d take me home I was expecting a flat or something, not a town house in… Where exactly are we?”
The car slowed to a stop and Slade switched off the engine. An uncomfortable silence settled between them, and they were plunged into semidarkness when the porch security lights dimmed.
Slade’s fingers drumming on the steering wheel were the only movement in the silent interior of his Range Rover, and Laura flinched when he moved and wrapped his hand around her neck.
Large and warm it reassured her. Regardless of where they were, this was Slade. She knew him. He wouldn’t abuse her trust. There was no need for the sudden rise of panic that made it hard to breathe.
Slade sighed and she jumped when his hot breath feathered over her heated cheeks.
“Does it matter where we are, little brat.” His childhood nickname for her brought tears to her eyes, and he swiped them off her face with his free hand.
“Look at me. What is this all about? It’s me, Slade. Let’s leave everything else behind and just focus on that. What has that bastard done to you to make you so wary?”
Laura screwed her eyes shut, and tried to shake her head, but Slade had an iron grip on her neck, and simply pulled her closer.
“Breathe, Laura. In…out…with me. Come on, come back to me and let go of it. Whatever it is.”
Her body responded to his quiet strength, the edge of command in his deep voice. It pulled her back from the brink of the panic attack, pulled her out of that well of despair tonight’s events had pitched her into. He released her when her breathing returned to normal and Laura moaned the loss of his warmth. Cool air rushed into the interior of the car, and she blinked in the sudden light when the security light came back on. She froze, utterly unable to move, as Slade opened the front door, and disappeared inside for a few seconds. The house lit up and before she could even blink he was back, opening her door. She made a grab for the blanket still wrapped around her, and he smiled and undid her seat belt.
“Let’s get you inside, and stop looking at me as though I’m going to eat you. Nothing else is going to happen tonight. You’re in no fit state to make any decisions. I just need to take care of you. Will you let me?”
Laura blinked and gaped at him, and his smile deepened. It left grooves along his mouth, and the fine lines around his eyes deepened. Her fingers itched to trace them. It wasn’t fair how men got more attractive with age, and Slade just oozed confidence and sex appeal with every pore of his being. He held out his hand, patiently waiting for her to take it, and Laura realized with a start that she was as much in danger of falling in love with this Slade, than she’d been in her teenage years. Only now she was a woman, a messed up version to be sure, but a woman who knew when a man wanted her. It was there in the tight control of his muscles, the way his eyes darkened, when she let the blanket slip a little, and his jaw clenched.
“Petal, you don’t want to earn yourself another punishment tonight. Don’t push me.” His warning washed over her, and chased the last of her doubts away. She might well regret this in the morning because the longer she stayed in his company, the harder it would be to leave again, but god, she wanted him, all of him. She’d had a taste of his domination and she knew she wanted, needed, more. The freedom to just be, to let go, yes, she needed that. She needed him. Her sore ass protested as she tried to move, yet she couldn’t help her grin at the reminder. She would have bruises in the morning, and that thought made a bubble of happiness pop up in her chest.

“Jesus, woman, you’ll be the death of me.”

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Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Blog Tour: That First Kiss (Night Calls #2) by J.C. Valentine


Mercurial and charming, Tate Larson is a rising author and playboy who has a different woman on his arm
every night of the week. Focused on his work, Tate has no plans to settle down any time soon. That is until he meets his pretty new assistant, Piper Donovan. 

Desperate to escape the promise of backwater living, Piper ditched her Alabama hometown and never looked back. That was almost two years ago. Now that she is out of a job and her bank account is running on fumes, she’s desperate to find a job, fast. She finds the break she is searching for when she lands a position at Bookish Temptations. A little dancing and a lot of drinks with the girls seem the perfect way to celebrate. After a brief but explosive encounter with a man she was never supposed to see again turns out to be the same man she will be bending over backwards to please, her every instinct tells her to run. But when running means leaving the life she has struggled so hard to create, Piper decides her only option is to continue working for the devastatingly sexy Tate Larson...even if it kills her. 

Unable to deny their growing attraction, they struggle to keep their distance in a relationship that requires anything but.

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J.C. Valentine is the alter-ego of Brandi Salazar, whose enjoyment of erotic tales of romance spurred her to branch out and create her own.

Brandi Salazar lives in the Northwest with her husband, their wild children, and far too many pets. As a university student, she studies literature, which goes well with her dream to become an editor. Brandi entertains a number of hobbies including reading and photography, but her first love is writing fiction-in all its forms.

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Monday, September 23, 2013

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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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Saturday, September 28, 2013

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Meagan's Review:

Okay now onto my review. OH.MY.GOD. Can I tell you how much I absolutely LOVED LOVED LOVED this book!!!! I love the characters and their interactions and the tension and love and passion and fighting and bickering and family time and hawty steamy scenes. I'm pretty sure there isn't some part of this book that I didn't love. Okay so Piper is our main character and she recently left her job in search of a new one. She ends up interviewing for an assistant position. Now the awesome catch to this is that apparently the author is a huge S.O.B. and asshat and flies through assistants like a reader turns through pages of a book. Pretty quickly. Anyways because Piper is so desperate for this job, because she doesn't want to go back home to Alabama, she accepts the challenge of getting it through to Mr. Tate Larson and keeping this job. So what do girls do when they get a new job.....they go celebrate of course and drink and dance. My kind of girls. So the Piper and her friends hit up this club and are basically on the prowl (it's really kind of funny). During the night Piper feels a set of eyes on her and when she looks up and around she meets a beautiful set of blue eyes staring at her. Along with the sexy eyes and equally sexy man stands there. As the night goes on Piper ends up dancing and arms snake around her and sexy eyes is dancing with her. Well let me tell you these two bring on a whole new meaning of sex on the dance floor. Because it wasn't enough sexy eyes (his new nick name by the way) takes her off the dance floor and towards the women's bathroom. And yeah....let's just say they both walk away satisfied. However, an interesting thing happened when this whole encounter happened, sexy eyes didn't want to be kissed, but then later he ended up kissing her anyways....hmm....Anyways she doesn't get his name or number and he almost didn't grab her name, but they go their separate ways.

So her first day on the job Piper is told quite a few things about the famous Tate Larson and above anything else to not take his crap and in a sense she has free will to put him in his place. Now when I started reading this book I forgot about the little blurb and all and all I kept thinking is OMG sexy eyes is going to be Tate Larson. And as I kept reading I wasn't disappointed. I love when stories start off like this because you know there is going to be some awkwardness, lots of tension, passion, longing for one another, but can't or won't say and and then some stupidity and then maybe picking some of the pieces up. But honestly these stories are the best and I wasn't disappointed at all. And right away when Tate and Piper realized that they are going to work together he tries to fire her and the encounter is just amazing, because Piper really doesn't put up with his crap.

And pretty much this is how the story goes on. Tate calls Piper at all hours of the day, demanding stupid things from her and she fights it and argues, but most of the time she follows through. And amongst this there is a lot of sexual tension between these two. We learn more about why Tate is the man whore that he is and we learn a lot about Piper too. We also get to meet Tate's family. I love his mother!!! And for the most part most of Tate's family and it makes me wish I had a ton of brother's and sisters and sister-in-laws and brother-in-laws and little nieces and nephews and children running around. But Tate's family seems the be under the impression that Tate and Piper are together together instead of her just being his assistant. And this has both good and bad outcomes. There was a super sweet moment, especially by Tate, but the next day he lost the sweet moment. 

Throughout the book Tate does some pretty mean things to Piper and you can't help but feel her heartbreak because as hard as she's tried Tate made his way under her skin from the first night and the chemistry and the and passion between these two just can't be denied. There were so many times that I wanted to slap the crap out of him and I'm glad Piper did on a few occasions because his crass mouth stepped out of line. But that's a whole other story. So while Piper is somewhat trying to move on and just keep it professional with Tate she meets Thomas. I personally don't have anything against Thomas, but I don't like Piper with him. But you can tell he is extremely interested in her. And this does interesting things to Tate....a lot of scenes that were my favorite had Tate and Thomas in the same room together. 

I know this review is some what vague, but the problem is that I don't want to give away any of the good parts, because this book is soooooo worth reading. It's a great read and you find steaminess, love, passion, laughter, sadness, awww.....moments, slapping moments, OMG did he really just freakin do that? ugg...yeah he did, some awesome girlfriend moments (makes me envious and wish I had some close women like that) and so much more. This book packed it all in. Like I said a GREAT read. So make sure to go get your copy.



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