Luca (Ruin & Revenge, #2)

Luca
Luca by Sarah Castille

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

~ARC given by the publisher via NetGalley.~

This is the first time that I have read this kind of book, and I must say, it was a really awesome story. I mean, all I can say is wow!

Its intense but you can see how much he cares for Gabrielle, given that she is a police detective, but man! I was unable to put my phone down because the story kept me on my seat.

I so love Luca. Especially the way he cares for his son. This line just breaks my heat thought:

“And you were angry. I’m sorry I don’t look like you.”

It breaks my heart to read this. A six year old asking for forgiveness because he do not look like his father. Just because of a woman words. It was the tipping point for me. Even after a month of reading this book, these words slay me.

As the ending of the closes, I was happy that he found closure. That all of my questions as I read the book were answered. It was a good clean ending for this book. I cannot wait for the next book in the series.

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The Dangerous Billionaire (Tate Brothers, #1)

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The Dangerous Billionaire

by Jackie Ashenden

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The Book Blurb: (via GoodReads)

Dangerous Billionaire_CoverMoney doesn’t always change the man in this new standalone romance from Jackie Ashenden.

Navy SEAL Sullivan “Van” Tate has been called home to reluctantly inherit an empire and finds himself facing the most difficult mission of all: love.

Nothing about Sullivan “Van” Tate is what it seems. A Navy SEAL raised among the New York City elite, Van prefers heart-pounding action over a Wall Street corner office. But when his adoptive father dies and his business rivals move in to overtake his empire, Van must suit up to save the company and protect the one woman most forbidden to him…and the object of Van’s most dangerous desires.

Chloe Tate is as ambitious as she is gorgeous. With a newfound independence, Chloe is no longer a prisoner on her father’s ranch. But everything changes when losing her father may also mean losing her life. Even with her survival on the line, Chloe can’t deny the burning attraction she feels the moment she locks eyes with Van, her rich, rough and ready, foster brother and the new head of her father’s company. Tall, dark, and muscled, he’s the one man who she has no business being with. But how can she resist a Navy Seal Warrior when he’ll do anything to protect her?

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The Review: 

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

~ARC was given by the publisher made avaialble via NetGalley.~

As the first book in the series, and a new author for, I do not expect much. Yes. I am that kind of reader. I would read whatever book given to me, regardless of the past reviews. I tend to form my own thoughts when it comes to books. Each book is different, therefore they should not be judge by according to the norm.

To be honest. It was a struggle for me to continue reading the book. The start of the book was nice,but when Chloe was introduced, it get too dicey.

The thoughts of both characters were too much. It began to bore me. I was trying to fast read some of the thoughts, I wanted to read the conversation between them, rather than what was on their mind.

It took a good turn half way through my reading, the phase started to kick and the action started to happen. It was a little part, but it made me enjoy the book.

All in all, not bad, as the first book, we are given the main reason for the change. It might be a big of a ripple, but it is there. I would like to know more about the rest of the brothers. Especially Lucas. then again, Wolf’s character is interesting too.

I give this 4 stars. It is because of the start of the book and how it ended. Yes, I love the ending.

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Author Bio: 

Jackie AshendenJackie Ashenden lives in Auckland, New Zealand with her husband, the inimitable Dr. Jax, and their two kids and two cats. When she’s not torturing alpha males and their stroppy heroines, she can be found drinking chocolate martinis, reading anything she can lay her hands on, posting random crap on her blog, or being forced to go mountain biking with her husband.

 

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The Excerpt: 

He didn’t look at her. Instead he shifted his weight onto one elbow and lifted his hand, cupping one breast in his palm. The breath hissed in her throat, the shocking heat of his touch reverberating through her like a scream echoing through a deserted house. He brushed his thumb over her aching nipple and she gasped, all the desperation she’d felt earlier rushing back.

He lowered his head, putting his mouth against the pulse at the base of her throat, the feel of his lips so hot she began to shiver almost uncontrollably. His tongue pressed lightly, his thumb brushing back and forth over her nipple, teasing her. She groaned, her spine bowing, pleasure like a live thing twisting inside her.

“Beautiful,” he whispered roughly against her skin, giving her the reassurance she needed without her even having to ask. “You’re just so fucking beautiful.”

He didn’t speak after that, too busy trailing kisses down over her skin, making goose bumps rise everywhere, the brush of his thumb maddening. Then he took his hand away as his mouth closed over the hard point of her nipple, hot and wet, an intense pressure building as he began to suck.

She groaned again, the pleasure bright and electric, her hands closing into fists beside her head. It felt so good she could hardly stand it. She whispered his name yet again, the sound raw as he teased her nipple with his tongue, then bit gently on it, making a sob catch in her throat.

He shifted his attention to her other breast, sucking that into his mouth as well as he slid one hand down the quivering plane of her stomach, to the fastening of her jeans. She lifted her hips urgently, unable to keep still, wanting to pull away from the maddening torture of his mouth and yet wanting him to suck harder, deeper at the same time.

“Hush.” His breath was hot against her sensitized nipple. “I told you to keep still. It’ll happen, don’t worry.”

She tried to do as she was told as he casually flicked open the button on her jeans and grabbed the tab of her zipper, tugging it down. Then his fingers were feathering light touches across her stomach, moving lower, sliding beneath the waistband of her panties. The breath sobbed in her throat as she felt those teasing fingers tangle in the soft, damp curls between her thighs, pulling lightly, sending tiny pinpricks of sensation racing over her skin.

She said something, she didn’t know what, maybe it was his name again or maybe it was a curse, and then she forgot it entirely as his fingers slid lower, stroking the soft, slick folds of her pussy.

Her hips bucked against his hand, her head going back on the pillow. He circled her clit with one finger, teasing her. Inching her closer toward the edge of the cliff but not pushing her off.

His mouth was so hot on her nipple, licking and sucking, torturing her as his fingers stroked unhurriedly around and around her clit, then sliding down to circle the entrance of her body, almost pushing inside but not quite.

He was playing with her, making her moan and move restlessly beneath him, blind now to anything but the feel of his hands on her body and the relentless pressure that was slowly building higher and higher.

Then quite suddenly he took his hands away and she nearly burst into tears at the loss, reaching for him as she felt his weight shift up and back.

“Lie still.” The rough sound of his voice rolled over her, full of command. “I’m not going anywhere.”

So she did as she was told, lying back against the pillows, blinking away the stupid rush of salty tears from her eyes and watching him slide off the bed. He straightened and pulled his shirt off, then got rid of his shoes. He un­ did his pants, pushed them down his hips along with his briefs, and stepped out of them magnificently, gloriously naked, but for his dog tags.

She couldn’t stop staring at him, following the carved lines of muscle and sinew, a work of perfect, masculine art, the eagle and trident inked across his chest making it very clear—as if his body hadn’t already—exactly what he was.

Dangerous, lethal. A weapon in human form.

He bent and got his wallet out of his pants, every movement fluid, purposeful as he extracted a foil packet from it. Then he ripped the open the foil, taking out the latex inside. And as she watched, completely fascinated, he reached down and gripped his cock in one hand, rolling down the condom with the other.

Big. He was really big. And beautiful too.

Her hands itched, wanting to touch him, to stroke down the long, smooth length of his rigid flesh, feel exactly how hard he was. But then he was moving, the bed dipping as he got back onto it. And her breath caught as he reached for the waistband of her jeans, pulling the denim down her legs in short, hard jerks, taking her panties along with them, and finally slipping them both off. Then he put his hands on her bare thighs and with ruthless insistence, spread them wide apart.

Another rush of vulnerability swept over her and she half sat up, breathing fast. “Van, I . . .” she began, before stopping short, not knowing what she wanted to say.

But he was moving forward, putting his hands on her shoulders and easing her back. “Let me look.” His voice had gentled again. “I only want to look at you.”

She tried to relax against the pillows, letting him hold her thighs apart, his gaze returning between them. The look on his face was so hungry, making her feel less ex­ posed and more . . . powerful almost. She liked doing that to him. She liked making him look at her as if he was starving.

He moved forward quite suddenly, coming over her, surrounding her with all that bare, tanned skin and strong muscle, his dog tags brushing against her sensitized breasts. The scent of him was everywhere, fresh, with that spicy, earthy undertone, and she was abruptly trembling so hard she didn’t think she’d ever stop.

He said nothing, looking at down at her, and this time his expression was fierce with something she didn’t under­ stand. She wanted to ask him what it was, but then he slid one hand beneath her hips, lifting them, and she felt the head of his cock slide through her folds, nudging against her clit. And she forgot what she was going to ask. In fact, she lost the power of speech entirely.

All she could do was lie there, shaking and desperate as he teased her, and when she didn’t think she could bear it anymore, he began to push his cock inside her, the intense stretch and burn of her pussy around him tearing a gasp from her throat.

She sobbed, because he didn’t rush. He went slowly. Inch by inch. Murmuring encouragement, telling her what a good girl she was, how tight and wet and hot her pussy was, and how good she felt around his cock. The dirty talk made her break out into a sweat, the climax so near she could almost taste it, making her want to shove herself up onto him or do something—anything—to push herself over the edge. But he didn’t let her, pinning one of her hips to the mattress with one hand as he lifted her leg up and around his waist with the other, tilting her pelvis so he could slide in deeper.

She stopped pleading, her throat too dry, her voice too hoarse. Besides, it was clear he wasn’t going to do anything until he was good and ready. She could only breathe through the pleasure that was wrapping itself around her throat and squeezing tight, making her gasp, making lights burst behind her eyes.

Then he was seated deep inside her, and she found herself pressed to the mattress, pinned beneath the hot, heavy weight of him. But strangely, looking up into his beautiful face, she didn’t feel crushed. She felt anchored. As if for the first time since she’d left Wyoming she’d come home in some way.

She didn’t speak as his arms came around her, cradling her, holding her close against him like she was a secret he wanted to keep safe. Then he drew back his hips and thrust deep inside her.

Chloe came apart then, sobbing against his shoulder, shattering as easily and as lightly as a sphere of blown glass, the pieces of her held together only by the strength of his arms.

~Copyright © 2017 by the author and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Press.

 

 

Tease Me, Baby (O’Connor Family #2)

Tease Me, Baby

Tease Me, Baby by Katie Reus

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

~ARC came from NetGalley~

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This book is one of those good feeling book that you would like to read. The plot is good and solid and the events from the previous book is there. I like how the continuity from each book goes.

Its simple as it is and true sweetest is just right. I find myself smiling on how they interacted with one another. it’s really good.

I look forward to reading the next book. Who is meet his match this time?

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Her Relentless Russian (Karev Brothers, #3)

Her Relentless Russian
Her Relentless Russian by Leslie North

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

~ARC from NetGalley.~

The third book of the Karev Brothers comes to a conclusion as to whom killed their father.

The over all series was really good. It started with the younger brother, the oldest, then the middle. As the story progress, you can see why it was written that way.

Dmitry’s wife died, 5 years ago. The event gave him the reason to leave the Mafia life. However, the death of his father and his love for his sibling still made him part of the mafia he wants to leave. Harper in the other hand is someone that I would truly want to meet. Her wit and the way she dressed up everyday was something to look forward to while i was reading the book.

The plot was easy and not too complicated. As the first series that i have read from this author, i look forward to reading the rest of her books.

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Wild Kisses (Wildwood, #2)

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Wild Kisses by Skye Jordan

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

About the Book:

Newly divorced, Avery Hart returns home to Wildwood eager to take on her dream opportunity and transform her family’s dive bar into her own bakery. The contractor for hire isn’t just a master with his hands—he’s big, built, and wears a tool belt like nobody’s business. Despite being an ex-con, Trace Hutton is irresistible. Too bad he’d never go for someone as inexperienced as Avery.

Trace needs to focus on the job at hand, not daydream about smearing icing all over the sexy baker…and licking it off. This job is the key to getting his construction company back on its feet after his time in prison. Besides, no one deserves a fresh start more than Avery, and she certainly won’t get that with him.

After a delectable night of passion (and pie), Trace craves something more. But he’ll be damned if he’ll let his checkered past crush her dreams. And as Avery starts to realize how Trace fulfills more than just her physical needs, she struggles with whether to let her history decide her future, or explore the wild new possibilities of forever…

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The Review:

~NetGalley provided an ARC to review this in advance.~

Book two starts pretty hot. The thoughts of Trace was so hot that it could melt the polar caps in Antarctica, the same can be said to Avery. Both are equally attracted to each other, but the situation they are in are somehow not favorable. An ex-con and a newly divorce woman, both are trying their best to pick themselves up from what ever hardship that made them the way they were. And from my POV, both of them are meant to be.

I love how it continues, how the lives of people that were on book one is presented. I love how it was made. How Trace did his best to be the man he once, but still becoming more stronger that he was before. I love Avery, for her strength, her willingness to risk her heart, and her love for baked good. Yes, I love that part. I was one of those reasons why  I read this in one day.

Wild Kisses shows us that we can live our life no matter how the past colored us. The past is there, but it is the present that counts. People will look at it, but if you do your best to be the person you want to be and not the person that everybody thought you were, then you will live a good life. There maybe people that will try their best to judge what you were, but in the end, its more about what you believe in.

I look forward to the 3rd book. I wonder, how will Ms. Jordan present the 3rd sister?

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Meet Skye:

Skye’s New York Times bestselling novels are all about enjoying that little wild streak we all have, but probably don’t let out often enough. About those fantasies we usually don’t get the opportunity to indulge. About stretching limits, checking out the dark side, playing naughty and maybe even acting a little wicked. They’re about escape and fun and pleasure and romance. And, yes, even love, because Skye is ultimately a romantic at heart and a happily ever after kinda gal. Skye also writes romantic suspense as Joan Swan, weaving fast paced novels of passion, danger and suspense.

Skye is a California native recently transplanted to the East Coast and living in Alexandria, Virginia, just outside Washington DC with her husband of 25 years. She has two grown daughters in college in Colorado and Oregon. In her free time she loves rowing on the Potomac. She’s always learning, attending courses and seminars in art and history and cooking.

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The Hero (Sons of Texas, #1)

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THE HERO’S HOMECOMING

Owen Loughman is a highly-decorated Navy SEAL who has a thirst for action. But there’s one thing he hasn’t been able to forget – his high school sweetheart, Natalie. After over a decade away, Owen is returned home to the ranch in Texas for a dangerous new mission that puts him face-to-face with Natalie and an outside menace that threatens everything he holds dear. He’ll risk it all to keep Natalie safe – and win her heart. . . .

Natalie Dixon has had a lifetime of heartache since Owen was deployed. Fourteen years and one bad marriage later, she finds herself mixed up with the Loughman’s again. With her life on the line against an enemy she can’t fight alone, it’s Owen’s strong shoulders, smoldering eyes, and sensuous smile that she turns to. When danger closes in, she holds close to the only man she’s ever loved…

The Review: 

~ARC was given by the publisher~

This is a new series from Ms. Grant. I like her PNR series, and I was actually wondering if she can carry that magic with a romantic thriller. And…somehow it did.

We have a common plot, three hunky brothers, and a good theme going on. So, I guess it will worked.

I like the start of this new series of hers. It has all the elements of a good TR thing going on. A love that was true, yet divided by terrible circumstances. Somehow, Owen has already made up his mind to win Natalie back. It was a touch and go love story for me. Don’t get me wrong, I love how this starts, but with the events happening simultaneously there are some lines that you tend to read over again. I was able to read a book like this, so I had to skip the same lines as I go along.

I was more focused on the reason why the brothers were brought together, rather than the love story. It gave me a new outlook on what to expect with this series of hers.

Hence a 4 out 5 star rating.  The narration, lets us just say that I find it confusing but necessary.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Donna Grant has been praised for her “totally addictive” and “unique and sensual” stories. Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Kings, features a thrilling combination of dragons, Fae, and immortal Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her two children and an assortment of animals in Texas.

 

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Maid for a Prince (Point St. Claire #1)

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Maid for a Prince by Robyn Grady

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is a very simple and sweet book. It was not my usually book, and yet I find myself smiling at odd parts of the book.

The romance between the prince and a commoner is a very common plot in a love story. However, the twist and the story behind the story made it interesting. I like how it was written. How an action from a rebellion a long time ago led to the discovery of things.

It sounds complicated, but as you read the end of the story, the truth was there. It was not sated, but more likely implied . . .

There is not much for me to say when it comes to this book. Its simplicity made it interesting, and for me that is it.

4.5 stars because of the story in the story.

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