#Review – Stranded with a Billionaire by @_JessicaClare @BerkleyRomance

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The Billionaire Boys Club is a secret society of six men who have vowed success – at any cost. Not all of them are old money, but all of them are incredibly wealthy. They’re just not always as successful when it comes to love…

Billionaire Logan Hawkings needs a vacation.
He’s had a rough time after the death of his father and the betrayal of his fiancée. But with a visit to a recent business acquisition—a private island resort in the Bahamas—he has a chance to mend his broken heart.
When a hurricane blows in, a misplaced passport and a stalled elevator bring Logan together with an unusual woman named Bronte. She’s unlike anyone he’s ever met—down to earth, incredibly sensual, and even quotes Plato.
She also has no clue that he’s rich…

Bronte Dawson, a waitress from the Midwest, is stranded with the hotel’s domineering yet sexy manager Logan. What’s the harm in a little fling when it’s just the two of them, alone in paradise? But after several steamy island nights in Logan’s arms, Bronte’s ready to give her heart—and her body—to the man in charge.

But she soon discovers there’s more to Logan than he’s told her…a billion times more. Now, Bronte’s caught in a whirlwind affair with one of the world’s most powerful men. But can their love endure their differences or will it all just blow over?

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TWINSIE DEB’S REVIEW

Stranded with a Billionaire by Jessica Clare
Logan & Bronte
WOW, WHAT A CUTE STORY
4 STARS

Ok, so I read outta order… I read book #2 along time ago, but it really didn’t matter… I think all these books can be read as standalones. This was cute, comical, and sexy. Bronte is so damn adorable and amusing and Logan… what a jerkface, at least in the beginning.

Bronte is a waitress from Kansas City and she’s won a trip to the Bahamas. Well, the trip sucks… her companion is a pain in the ass, the weather is gloomy and rainy, and to top it off, during the island evacuation due to a hurricane she gets trapped in an elevator with a meanie.

Logan is wealthy beyond compare and he’s rude and stuck up to just about anyone beneath his status, which is just about every one! When he gets trapped in an elevator at his new investment resort with a waitress he doesn’t really have a choice but to loosen up and be civil.

The supporting character cast is made up of mostly Logan’s friends who I believe will all have their own books. I know Hunter does cause that’s book #2, Beauty and the Billionaire the first one I’ve read and loved. Oh and I read The Billionaire and the Virgin which is a spin off series and really good also.

This book isn’t dark, but it’s not too light-hearted either. The characters are powerful and the writing style effortless to read. There are plenty of highs and lows to keep you guessing and the climax just right. It was a fun read and I’m going to try to stay reading in order now… no promises!

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This is a pen name for Jill Myles.

Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood. She reads all the ‘naughty parts’ of books first, looks for a dirty joke in just about everything, and thinks to this day that the Little House on the Prairie books should have been steamier.

After devouring hundreds of paperback romances, mythology books, and archaeological tomes, she decided to write a few books of her own – stories with a wild adventure, sharp banter, and lots of super-sexy situations. She prefers her heroes alpha and half-dressed, her heroines witty, and she loves nothing more than watching them overcome adversity to fall into bed together.

#WOTR #KindleWorlds – St. Helena Vineyard Series: Picture This (Kindle Worlds Novella) by T.M. Cromer

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St. Helena Vineyard Series: Picture This (Kindle Worlds Novella)

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Hope Fiore is happy with her existing life in the small town of St. Helena, CA. Sure, she might be a little lonely, but she doesn’t have time for romance. Even if she did, with the Fiore Curse in play, she recognizes that she doesn’t have a snowball’s chance in Hades of ever having a successful relationship.

Enter Royce Anderson. A New Yorker with a charming smile and a playboy attitude. After only one day in town, he’s run afoul of the Fiore family and had nothing but bad luck. However, he’s helpless to resist his attraction to Hope.

Hope and Royce embark on a romance, knowing it can only be temporary. Yet, as things heat up and emotions run high, they start to think it might be possible to be the first to overcome love’s curse in the Fiore family’s history.

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I received this book from the author for an honest review.

I love this authors writing.  The banter that her characters always have cracks me up.  Hope and Royce are no different than her other books.

Hope hires her brother’s ex, Ashley to come and model for the family’s winery.  Little does she know her future would also be tagging along.  Royce is Ashley’s modeling agent.  He sees Hope and is infatuated with her sassy attitude and fierce spirit.  Hope sees Royce and is attracted to his mind annnnd hot body!!

The couple have a misunderstanding or three through the course of the novella which cause Royce to be pummeled by people…again the scenes are super funny.  The couple are falling in love but can they make it after the 2 week time limit is up.

I am looking forward to reading Val and Ashley’s book as well because those two are tripping up a great reunion by being stubborn!!

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Job titles she currently holds: Author, Professional Waster-of-Time, Hammock Mounting Safety Instructor, Margarita Mixologist, and Spoiler of Dogs.

On a serious note: Until now, “a jack of all trades, master of none” best described T.M. Yet, through all her career changes, her husband has been a SAINT. He would always gently encourage T.M. to return to her real love – writing. She’s always felt it is important to be true to yourself, and to feed your soul. So, here she goes on this wonderful new adventure. She hopes you’ll join her.

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#Review – Traded by Rebecca Brooke

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I’m a pawn, a piece of chattel, a toy–used and forgotten.

When you’re done with me, you can walk away with no regrets. That’s how my husband sees me. I try to be the best wife possible for him. After all, he took me on when no one else would. Now–he’s in debt and owes more money to the loan shark than we can possibly repay.

But, don’t worry, he’s come up with a solution, it’s just not one I was expecting.

…I’ve been TRADED.

**Content Warning: this book contains adult language, Sexual situations and situations of emotional abuse. Please use caution when reading. This book is meant for 18+ ONLY**

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I listened to this on audio. The narrators were wonderful. I loved the way Honey Scarlett read all of Elena parts and Leeroy Will read all of Ashton’s parts no matter where they fell in the story. I was drawn in by this story and had a hard time turning it off at times.

Elena spends her days trying to please her husband. She never knows what kind mood he is going to be in and what type of punishment she will get. Elena things she is going on a date with her husband as a reward but soon finds out she is being traded to a stranger that her husband owes money to so it will clear a portion of his debt.

Ashton is determined to show Elena that she is so much better than she believes she is. He gives her opportunity to make her decisions and let her real self out. She is learning that she can open up and be herself.

This was dark at times with spousal abuse and with Ashton’s job but I so enjoyed the journey Elena went on to see her open up and grow was phenomenal. To watch Ashton help her was heartwarming. I so enjoyed Meeting Ashton’s family his dad, mom and his brother Miller. I cannot wait to see Miller find a woman that will turn his world inside out. He cracked me up when he would torment Ashton. I cannot wait to see him on the other side of that torment because I can so see Ashton dealing out payback.

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Rebecca a New Jersey native has had a passion for reading all of her life. No matter the genre, turning her dreams into stories for her readers to treasure is more than she could ask for. She lives with her family wishing every day could be spent in the summer sun.

#WOTR #CoverReveal – BangShift by Winter Travers

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Photographer Reggie Deanching at R+M Photography

Model Adrian Boomer Michalewicz

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BangShift

Skid Row Kings Series

Book 3

Kurt Jensen has had enough. Tired of being under his brother’s thumb and having the one person he wanted push him away, Kurt knew it was time to leave. California was supposed to be the new start he craved and needed, but one wrong turn brought everything crashing down around him, literally.

Leelee Perez messed up any chance she had with Kurt by pushing him away and has regretted it since. Kurt had been Leelee’s knight in shining armor a year ago, saving not only her, but also the small family she clung to.

Now is her chance to make things right.

Relationships will be tested, and bonds will be broken in this thrilling conclusion of the Skid Row Kings Series.

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#Review – Top Bottom Switch by @ChelleBliss1

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STANDALONE NOVELLA – Part of the Club series which contain interconnected standalone novellas.

Ret North knows exactly who he is—a Dominant male with an insatiable sexual appetite. He’s always been a top, searching for his bottom…until a notorious switch catches his eye.

Alese Kane has grown tired of her usual partners. She’s been watching Ret for months, wanting to run her tongue along his hard muscles. But his need for total control stops her.

Ret worries that a relationship with Alese would be impossible, but his giant ego and even larger cock tell him otherwise. Unable to deny his attraction to her any longer, Ret convinces Alese to submit to him.

When Ret dominates Alese, will she submit or will she top from the bottom?

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Top Bottom Switch by Chelle Bliss
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HOLY FREAKIN’ HOT
5 Mutha Effin’ Stars

Holy freakin’ hell… this petite novella is a little damn firecracker! It’s packs quite a punch for such a short story. I read this in one sitting (maybe 2 hours) and it had me laughing, cringing, and fanning myself and girly bits. Pick it up today and don’t wait to read it. Read it NOW!

Ret is 6’4″ for godsakes. Need I say more? He’s a Dom with a dilemma. He’s not pleased with his current situation and the prospects seem bleak. As luck would have it, Alese seems to be in a similar situation. Hmmmm… what could happen?

Alese is not sure where she fits into this BDSM lifestyle. Should she train to be a Domme or should she explore her options in being a Submissive? After a bad situation gets worse, I think she’s ready to throw in the towel. That is until Ret steps in!

These two have great chemistry and Chelle brings that out on these pages. The storyline is brief, but to the point. The dialogue flows and feels natural. The pacing is quick and direct. I loved this novella and I love Ret. I don’t care what Cat Mason says, that boy is MINE!

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Chelle Bliss, USA Today Bestselling author, currently lives near the Gulf of Mexico, but hates sand.  She’s a full-time writer, time-waster extraordinaire, social media addict, and coffee fiend.

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#review #TwinsieForTheDay – Conflicted by Lisa Suzanne

 

 

Title: Conflicted
Author: Lisa Suzanne
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: September 12, 2016

 

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“Be a good little assistant and go get me some coffee.”Comments like this are why I hate my boss. Since taking over as CEO of Benson Industries, Cole Benson has been demeaning, arrogant, and infuriating.For as much as I hate him, I can’t stop thinking about him. A captivating attraction passes between us each time his dark eyes meet mine. As the late nights and business trips add up, we are compelled to cross the line of our professional relationship.

But how can I call him my boyfriend when I already have a husband?

 

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Review by Becky
Going from being the executive assistant to a wonderful fatherly figure to being the assistant to his son, Cole, Lucy was in turmoil.  Cole was a sexy, blood boiling, panty wetting piece of specimen.  He was just a jack ass. Lucy was a married woman but was drawn to the animal magnetism of Cole.  As the sexual tension continued, Lucy and Cole were drawn together. Lucy was unhappy at home which made her “conflicted” with her feeling hugs for Cole. Finally. The sexual tensions are release and Lucy and Cole go bump! Not just anywhere but everywhere including Cole’s leather executive chair….the ladies room, and everywhere else you can imagine. Holy shitballs!

Lucy finally tells her husband their marriage is over on,y to catch Cole rocking another woman in that chair. Lucy walks away….well runs to her sister and their home trying to heal her broken heart.  Her divorce becomes final and Lucy still struggles with the emptiness left from running from Cole. Lucy’s shining knight, Cole, comes to her rescue. Finally Lucy and Cole get connected and this time for good. Who could put aside all that sexual tension and animal magnetism? Certainly not Lucy and Cole.

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“I’ll save myself from further embarrassment by cutting in.” His voice was deep, and I caught his scent before I saw him. Jack smiled at me and made a face like he’d gotten in trouble.

“I’m off to get Arlene some more wine.” He elbowed Cole in the ribs. “She gets a little randy after she’s had a few.” He laughed and scampered away to find his wife while Cole rolled his eyes in disgust.
He took my small hand in his big one, and my entire body flushed with heat at his proximity. Our hands had never touched before. If anything, he did his best to avoid any sort of contact with me.His skin against mine was electric.Just our hands touched, but it felt as if he was touching me everywhere.He laced one arm around my waist as the notes of another ballad filled the room. We were dancing like old people, my hand in his, his arm around my waist, and my other hand resting on his shoulder.

That big, broad shoulder hidden behind his tuxedo coat.

My fingers flexed involuntarily, and I couldn’t help but notice how hard his entire body was beneath that sexy tux. My mind wandered and my mouth watered as I thought back to that picture I’d seen of him wearing just his swim trunks. That mental image mixed with the man in the flesh sent an aching need right to my core.

He pulled me just a bit closer to him, surprising the hell out of me, and I felt something rigid pressing against my hip.

Holy. Shit.

Was he as hot for me as I was for him?

No way. There was no possible way.

But his erection digging into me told a completely different story.

“What was my father telling you?” he asked in a deep rumble. I looked up into his eyes.

God, he was handsome. His milk chocolate irises had golden flecks in them that I’d never been close enough to notice before, and his breath smelled of peppermint.

I couldn’t think when I was this close to him. Words caught in my throat.

“That bad?” he asked. I sensed his nervousness.

I cleared my throat and broke our eye contact so I could think. “Just a proud father bragging about the time his son took off his clothes in a department store.”

“God. He tells everybody that stupid story. I’m surprised this is the first time you’ve heard it.”

I smiled. “It’s not so bad.”

“I was ten.”

I choked on my laugh as I tried to hold it in.

“It’s okay. You can laugh.”

I didn’t hold back, and even Cole chuckled along with me. I couldn’t help the joy that filled my heart in hearing even a small chuckle out of the man who was in a perpetual bad mood.

I made the mistake of looking up at him as we both laughed. When he smiled, adorable little crinkles outlined his eyes and he had a tiny dimple in just his left cheek. He looked carefree and young, ten times more beautiful than he had just moments earlier.

But when our eyes met, the mood instantly changed.

Neither of us was laughing anymore. Instead, an intense heat passed between us and the air around us filled with a raw and savage tension.

 
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Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with her husband and baby boy. She’s a part-time college instructor and former high school English teacher. When she’s not cuddling baby Mason, she can be found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends.

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#wotr – My Kinda Kisses by Lacey Black

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mkk-bt-banToday we have the blog tour for My Kinda Kisses by Lacey Black!! Check out this fantastic new contemporary romance today!

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About My Kinda Kisses:

Life never goes as planned. Jaime Summer learned that lesson the hard way when her fiancé wreaked havoc on her carefully constructed life plan. Now, Jaime’s back in her hometown, working at her sister’s flower shop and living with her family once again, swearing off dating and men for the rest of her life. That is, until Ryan Elson walks through the door.

Ryan has been in Jupiter Bay for a year now, and has worked hard to make this new town his home. His construction business is growing and while his personal relationships with the fairer sex are lacking, he’s more content than he’s ever been. He doesn’t need a woman, but a chance meeting with Jaime has Ryan ready to pull out all the stops to have her.

Exhilarating. Intoxicating. Consuming. Ravenous. Passionate. What happens when those kisses lead towards something more? Something that looks a lot like forever.

 

*This book is intended for those 18 and over due to graphic language, descriptive sex, and the world’s most inappropriate grandparents.

 

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About Lacey Black :

Lacey Black is a Midwestern girl with a passion for reading, writing, and shopping. She carries her e-reader with her everywhere she goes so she never misses an opportunity to read a few pages. Always looking for a happily ever after, Lacey is passionate about contemporary romance novels and enjoys it further when you mix in a little suspense. She resides in a small town in Illinois with her husband, two children, and a chocolate lab. Lacey loves watching NASCAR races, shooting guns, and should only consume one mixed drink because she’s a lightweight.

 

Lacey’s debut novel, Trust Me, was released in August 2014 and has been a Bestseller twice for Free e-books, including #3 on Amazon and #2 on iBooks, as well as #1 for Contemporary Romance. Submerged also made her an International Bestseller in the summer of 2016.

 

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#WOTR #TwinsieForTheDay – Moving Forward by Emily Pearson

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Moving Forward (Moving Forward, #1)

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Six years ago a monster broke Ava Monroe’s soul. She was left with nothing but an empty house and no reason to live. In starting a new life in a new city she finds the strength to carry on, but can she ever erase the demons of her past?

When an act of fate brings Seth into her life, they’ll attempt to discover the truth about their tainted pasts. But Seth Carter has a secret; one even he doesn’t know exists.

Will Ava’s connection with Seth be enough to lift her up, or will it destroy what little she has left?

**WARNING: This book contains mature content**

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Wow…..what a twisted tale Emily weaves. An ugly double murder of her parents and repeated rape by the murderer while watching the life drain from her parents. A difficult trial that ended up a mistrial and ultimate release of the guilty party. How wouldn’t be all kinds of fucked up and traumatized? Ava had daily nightmares reliving the horrible murders even though she relocated thousands of. Ike’s away.  Unknowingly Ava mets and falls for Seth Carter. A successful attorney with demons of his own and unresolved disappearance of his little brother. Holy shit the connections and twists!
Emily wonderfully weaves story wonderfully. I finally figure out the connections ….about 20 pages before Emily disclosed it.  it was a page turner and a definite must read. Can’t wait to read the next book in the Moving Forward Series. Way to go Emily!

 

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I suppose you want to hear about how Emily enjoys long walks on the beach, a nice glass of wine, and wants a man with… Oh wait. This isn’t her dating profile. *Ahem* I will start again. When Emily isn’t nose deep in her latest and greatest writing adventure or in over her head with her spitfire daughter; you’ll find her emerged in the latest book to catch her eye. She doesn’t judge, she reads it all and hungers for more. She has been declared a Pinterest queen by some, and is one of the few people you’ll ever meet to actually pull off those easy looking recipes; the ones that the rest of us burn. She’d love to hear from you so feel free to hit her up on www.match *nevermind….you’ll find the links below!

 

#WOTR #MC #Review #Excerpt – Engage by Drew Elyse

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Once a Disciple, forever a Disciple.

They came for her in the night.
When she wakes, she’s in a cell.
She has no idea if it will help, but it is the only option she has:
She tells them she belongs to the Savage Disciples MC.

A Disciple will fight like a savage when it counts.

Years ago, he lost everything.
Now, the club is the only thing Jager allows himself to care about.
Nothing matters but his Savage Disciple brothers.
At least, until she arrives and he has a decision to make.

This biker has no idea what choosing to engage could mean to a Disciple’s daughter.
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I received this book from the author for an honest review.

Ok so this is a standalone and its book 3 buuuut I gotta admit I felt a little bit off in this book.  SO what am I gonna do?  Go and read book 1 and 2…LOL  I just want to put that out there for anyone like me who hadn’t read the other books.  It might make you feel a little outta the loop.

Ember wakes up and soon discovers she has been kidnapped.  Now not the thing you wanna have happen to you for sure.  She essentially tells the kidnappers that she is worth LOTS if alive ad unharmed.  So what do they do?  They sell her to Jager who has no clue who this chick is.

Jager is a hot mess…tortured soul alpha ladies…don’t we love them????  He realizes who she is and is totally keeping her safe because of her who dad is.  It seems that Embers mom took her away from the club life and her dad so people didn’t even k now Roadrunner had a daughter.

Jager and Ember’s story is awesome and I actually am looking forward to going back and reading the other 2 books because I am a huge MC reader and now I wanna know about the other guys I was reading about.  Gotta find me a patch member to claim for myself….damn too bad Ember and Jager worked out *wink*

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The sound wasn’t what woke me. I had no idea why I’d stirred in the middle of the night. Usually, I was a sound sleeper.
No, the sound came after I’d already started to wake. I lost the seconds I had trying to place it. It came from the hallway, a mix of solid knocking and rattling.
A picture frame, the answer came to me.
It was only that knowledge that had me moving. There was no reason for any of the frames I had hanging in the hall to make that sound. Not unless…
The door to my room flew open. There were men there, three of them. I didn’t waste time staring. Instead, I scrambled to the side of the bed. I just had to get to the nightstand. There was a gun in the drawer—the gun Dad had taught me to shoot and insisted I have.
I got the drawer open, but never reached my only saving grace. One of the men was on me, grabbing me around the chest and hauling me backward. I fought. I kicked and hit at him, my training lost and raw instinct to fight or die kicking in. Another man came close, and I screamed with all I had.
I tried to fight him back, both legs kicking out, but his partner turned me. I felt the sharp prick at my arm. It didn’t take long. Even as I continued to scream, to try to break away, darkness took over the edges of my vision, closing in until there was nothing left.

When I woke, I was facing a wall covered in its own layer of dirt, broken up only by a rust-colored track of water from a leak above.
Where was I?
I tried to remember, tried to fight the fog to grasp onto anything that would tell me how I ended up in such a place.
I was home, in my room. I’d gone to bed…
The picture frame.
Like a dam breaking, it came back. The men, fighting them off, losing consciousness.
My head swam, my vision hazy. I had to figure out where I was, how to get out of here. I moved, feeling an ache like I had never known through every muscle. Then, a stinging pain in my arm. I looked there, seeing the IV. I followed the cord from my arm to a bag hanging on the wall above my head.
It was only then I noticed I wasn’t alone.
I shot to sitting, jerking back to the wall. But what I saw wasn’t a threat. What I saw was three women, all of them frail, malnourished, and dirty. To my left were iron bars. We were in a cell, me and those women. Soon, I would look like they did.
“Where are we?” I found the voice to ask. My throat was dry. So much so, it hurt to speak. That was when I noted how my skin felt like I hadn’t showered in days.
Had it been days?
“We don’t know,” one—she looked to be the oldest—answered. Her voice sounded as rough as mine. When was the last time they’d been given water?
“How…how did we—”
She shook her head sadly. Beneath the grime, I realized she was, in fact, the oldest—maybe five years older than me, no more. Her dark hair was long, matted, her skin pale, her eyes flat.
“Sometimes, they take us, sometimes…” she trailed off, looking to her side. I followed her gaze to the woman next to her. She was blonde like me, and looked to be about my age from what I could see of her face as she peered over her knees. “Sometimes, we are sold to them.”
Oh God.
My eyes moved past the blonde, terrified someone had given her over to this fate. What I saw hit me harder than anything I had experienced since I’d woken up.
The last woman was no woman at all. She was just a girl. She had light brown hair that needed washing weeks ago. Her cheeks were sunken in. She had been down here a while.
“How old are you?” I couldn’t help but ask.
She didn’t talk, just hid her face behind her hands, the woman who had spoken to me already answered for her.
“Fifteen.”
Fifteen. She was still a child. What were they doing with a child?
What were they doing with any of us?
It was hours before the man came down the hall, appearing in front of our cell. I’d long since dealt with the IV. I didn’t have the finesse to pull the needle free without it tugging and scratching beneath the surface, but the discomfort was worth it when I watched a small flood of whatever they were injecting me with escape. Tricia, the woman who had been talking to me since I woke, told me it was a sedative mix. If I left the IV alone, I’d go back under. I’d already been there for three days. How long I’d arrived after they’d taken me was anyone’s guess. The last thing I wanted was to lose any more time in this place.
Tricia also told me the names of the others. Katia, the blonde, and Sarah, the young girl.
“I’ve been here about two months, I think,” she explained. “Sometimes it can get hard to track how long it’s been. They come once a day with food and water. That’s the only real way to tell time down here.” There was something in her expression when she mentioned the provisions they were given, something disgustingly similar to longing.
“But why are we here?” I asked, not even sure if I expected her to have an answer.
She didn’t respond, but I could see in her face that she did know.
I met her eyes and repeated, “Why are we here?”
Her gaze turned sympathetic, as if she weren’t down here as well, as if she hadn’t been here far longer than I had. She felt bad for me because whatever she was going to share was going to make this whole nightmare worse.
“They intend to sell us.”
Sell us. I wouldn’t even let my mind wander to what that might mean. I forced myself to seal off thoughts of who would want to buy us. I had to keep myself together. Letting my mind go there was not the way to do it.
After that, there wasn’t much to say.
Then, the man came to the cell. He was brutish, large, and outright intimidating. He didn’t say a thing as he approached the metal bars holding us captive. He simply inspected the nearly empty IV bag, seeing I’d freed myself from the line attached to it.
I had no idea if what I was about to do was stupid—whether it would get me punished, hurt, or worse. I just knew where I was was about as bad as it could get. I had to try something.
“There’s a motorcycle club, in Hoffman, Oregon. They’ll buy me. They’ll pay whatever you ask,” I practically shouted at him.
He stared at me, not responding.
“The Savage Disciples. They’ll buy me.”
He walked away without a word.

 

 

 

Drew Elyse spends her days trying to convince the world that she is, in fact, a Disney Princess, and her nights writing tear-jerking and smutty romance novels. Her debut novel, Dissonance, released in August of 2014.

When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found over-analyzing every line of a book, binge watching a series on Netflix, doing strange vocal warm ups before singing a variety of music styles, or screaming at the TV during a Chicago Blackhawks game.

A graduate of Loyola University Chicago with a BA in English, she still lives in Chicago, IL where she was born and raised with her boyfriend and her prima donna pet rabbit, Lola.

 

 

 

 

#review – Blackout by M.J. Schiller

Blackout

synopsis

Max. The consummate ladies’ man.

He’s good looking, but not an absolute knockout. With Max’s charm though, he could have any woman he wants. Once he meets Faith, he doesn’t want anyone else.

Eli. He is a knockout.

But a dark past shadows him and holds him captive. Drinking dulls the pain, but meeting Faith makes him want to change all that.

Faith. She loves them both.

When a blackout brings her together with Eli, she’s happier than she’s ever been before. When another blackout tears them apart, Max is there to pick up the pieces. But can she forget the man who first made her whole?

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I received a copy of this book from the author for an honest review.
This book!! The triangle ….2 men and 1 woman……Faith and Eli….the relationship is amazing but Eli and his addictions ruined it. I mean how long can you hold on to someone who can’t help themselves???
Max….he has loved Faith for as long as he can remember. She is Eli’s so he stays away. He is the carefree never going to settle down guy. He is drinking and having a different woman every night. He has given up on having the one woman he wants but when he finds out Faith is no longer with Eli….he has hope. The two form a loving relationship. No its not the same kind she has with her first love but first love is always harder to get over. First love always burns brighter and with more passions but that doesn’t mean that the first love is the better love to keep once it has returned.
This book is a but rough at times. The alcoholism was not at all glossed over. Faith and her enabling ways was not glossed over. The abuse and all that comes with addiction are hit head on. If these are touchy subjects areas for you, I think you may want to really consider if this is a book for you or if you should pass.
 about the author
I was born in Overland Park, KS, in the heart of Tornado Alley, and my life has been a bit twisted since. Actually, it’s not all that twisted, but I’ve always wanted to use that line. I grew up in St. Louis, MO, went to school at the University of Missouri-Columbia, and moved to Bloomington, IL, fresh out of college, after my husband got a job at State Farm’s corporate headquarters. I’ve worked as a high school/junior college teacher, personnel recruiter, office manager of a jewelry store, and, for the past ten years, as a lunch lady. I like to karaoke and attend rock concerts. I am actively involved at church and spend too much time on Facebook. I am the mother of a eighteen-year-old, and sixteen-year-old triplets, and have been married to my husband, Don, for over twenty-four years.
I have been a writer all my life. My first book, which was co-written with Mary Ellen Murphey in second grade, was titled The Black Cat, and was written on blue hotel stationary, hole-punched, and bound by white yarn. I believe it is currently out of circulation.
When I turned forty, I had an epiphany of sorts. I realized those bigwig publishing houses in New York were now probably run by people younger than me, so I shouldn’t be intimidated by them. At about the same time I was watching one of those award shows, and Jaclyn Smith got up to give a post-humorous award to Aaron Spelling. She credited him for encouraging her to go into acting, saying something brilliant like, “Reach for your dreams.” Nothing new. Almost even seems a little Jiminy Cricketish. But, for some reason, it struck me that night. When Aaron Spelling was thirteen, he was probably just like any other acned thirteen-year-old. But he worked to achieve his dreams, and became a household name. So, I began to write. Once I finished my first book, I wasn’t able to stop. I would rather write than do just about anything else. After all, you get to make people (characters) do what you want and design your own happy endings. What power! What a privilege.

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