Dirty-Talking Cowboy (Kinky Spurs #1)

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Emma Monroe has returned to River Rock, Colorado, after the death of her grandmother. Now she’s inherited a farm full of abused animals and she’s working as a waitress at the local hotspot, Kinky Spurs. The last thing Emma wants in her life is a man, as she’s still recovering from a recent heartbreak. But when a sensual and powerful cowboy, Shep Blackshaw enters her life, Emma begins to want things she shouldn’t.

Shep knows sex shouldn’t be on his mind. He’s got a world of responsibility on his shoulders. He’s attempting to save his late father’s cattle ranch, Blackshaw Cattle Company, from foreclosure. But Emma’s heated reactions to his touch make ignoring her impossible. She’s the perfect distraction to make him forget that his father’s company is a sinking ship.

While their nights only heat up, soon emotions become tangled into the mix. Shep’s not only giving Emma the hottest nights of her life, he’s also healing her heart. With every encounter, she forgets her heartbreak. With every naughty adventure, she stops mourning the life she left behind. And with every dirty word whispered from Shep’s mouth, she stops thinking of all the reasons why she shouldn’t fall for him. But when the past comes to claim Emma, she’ll need to choose between the life she thought she wanted and the life she’s grown to love with Shep. How will she say no to forever with a dirty-talking cowboy.

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I received a free, advance copy of this book from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for my unbiased review.

This is the first time I had read this author and any of her books,but i can say wow!

As the first book of the series, this is a good way to introduce the characters.

For the main people in the book, and the story line, it is a wonderful and such a H-O-T way to meet.

The emotions of Emma and Shep was really something to read about. Yeah, the way the thought and how they are attracted to each other was so hot, but you can see how much Shep, cared for Emma. It was so effing sweet that there are times that it made me tear up. I especially love the lines. They were so full of knowledge, that somehow, if you were in their shoes, you will definitely understand where is person is coming from.

There might be a light BDSM, but, the focal point to the story is there. Trust. Once you have lost it, it would be hard to win it again. No matter how hard you tried, a broken glass can never be whole again. The cracks are there to remind us of the past mistake.

I look forward to reading the next book of the series.

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USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy has written more than forty romances, including titles in her wildly hot Kinky Spurs, Club Sin, and Filthy Dirty Love series. Her books are about real people with real-life problems, searching for that special thing we call love…in a very sexy way. When she’s not burning up the pages and setting e-readers ablaze, she’s living her happily ever after with her husband and two young children in southwestern Ontario. She’s a firm believer that wine, chocolate, and sinfully sexy books can cure all of life’s problems.

Authors Links

Website: www.staceykennedy.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorstaceykennedy

Twitter: twitter.com/Stacey_Kennedy

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Emma spun on her heels, opened her mouth, then promptly closed it. All sadness fled in a millisecond.

Leaning against the doorframe, Shep wore only his jeans, no shirt in sight. Oh my fucking God. Dream Shep had nothing on the real thing. Anyone could tell that Shep worked hard for a living. He didn’t seem the type of man that would spend hours in the gym, indicating his job was the reason he was built for hard labor. His wide shoulders, squared chest, gloriously perfect six-pack with deep ridges made for exploring fingers—all of it was mouthwateringly hot.

His voice deepened into a low rumbly tone. “Darlin’, you really need to stop looking at me like that.”

She lifted her gaze to his potent stare. Heat rose to her cheeks. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” The side of his mouth curved, like he knew the power he had over her. “I happen to enjoy watching you eye-fuck me, but you’re making it hard for me to be a gentleman.”

Her knees weakened, heart raced. How tempting it was to engulf this fiery passion burning between them, not run from it. And how confusing was that? No more casual sex, wasn’t that what she said? She knew where relationships like that ended up, nowhere good. Yet, her mouth parted, and out came, “What if I don’t want you to be a gentleman?”

Something fierce crossed his expression then, darkening his eyes. He stepped forward, bringing all that strong manly heat in close. He smelled of rain and wood and all that was perfect in this world. He dipped his head, and all she had to do was reach out and touch him. “What exactly do you want from me, Emma?” His lips were right there. His naked flesh, right there. “Do you want me to take control of you and roughly take what’s mine for the night?”

His sexy smile revealed a horrible truth. She nearly melted into the floor. “Oh, dear Lord, I told you about my dream?” Please say no. Please say no.

He lifted his hand, gently dragging his knuckles across her cheek. “Ah, but I happen to like that dream you had and shared with me.” He slid his thumb across her chin, tilting her head up to stare deeply into his gorgeous eyes. “You still haven’t answered me. Do you want me to kiss you slowly, savoring every little bit of your mouth?” His thumb brushed across the plumpest part of her bottom lip. “Or shall I punish you with my kiss, making you regret that you ever turned me down?” The heat of his body sizzled against her as he leaned in closer, his warm breath across her mouth. “Tell me, Emma, shall I tie you up with my ropes like I already have? Do you remember what that felt like? Did you like it, sweetheart?”

“You know I liked it,” she managed, breathless.

His grin was pure sin. “You’re right, I do know that.” He dragged his knuckles over her flushing cheek again, seemingly touching her soul-deep. Her mouth parted, breaths became heavier when he ran the pads of his fingers slowly down her arms, the power he exuded like a wall of strength in front of her. “Tell me, Emma,” he finished.

The words nearly fell out of her mouth. She wanted to experience his brand of passion. She got the feeling if she let go with him, he’d deliver where others had failed. Almost as if he’d take away all the pain, all the confusion, and silence her fears.

Her mouth parted to say, Make me forget it all. The words died in her throat. Her fears were bigger and stronger than her desire. She’d been fooled by one man before. The icy cold reminder still splintered her heart, there and unavoidable. “I can’t,” she said softly.

“You can’t.” There was no disappointment in his voice, only firmness. “Then I can’t.”

He took her hand into the strength of his, and she slowly opened her eyes, her breath catching at the contained power in his expression.

Shep breathed sex and passion, and the danger of him presented itself to her. Causal sex was one thing, but she got the feeling Shep didn’t do causal sex. He was pure emotion, total connection, and all intimacy. He’d wrap her up emotionally and take everything she had, and when he was finished with her, he’d demand more.

With his eyes locked onto hers, he led her from the bedroom. Once in the hallway, he turned to her, leaned in, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Good night, Emma.”

She could finally breathe again. “Good night, Shep.”

Then with that blazing-hot gaze pinning her to where she stood, he shut the bedroom door, leaving her, and all her thoughts, alone in the quiet hallway.

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When the Stars Come Out (Cottonbloom #5)

34964920by Laura Trentham (Goodreads Author)

Cottonbloom. A beautiful, faraway place where a woman can escape her past—and find reason to stay forever. . .

Willa Brown never planned to stay in Cottonbloom. She was on the way to somewhere else when she landed there and found work at the Abbot brothers’ garage. . .and a sense of comfort and safety that she had never known. The same holds true for Jackson Abbott himself. With one glance in her direction, he can make Willa’s heart melt. But what begins as an unrequited crush turns into something far more powerful than Willa could have ever imagined. . .

Jackson’s most meaningful relationship has always been with his car—and he’s not afraid to admit it. Still, he can’t help but become emotionally entangled with his new star mechanic Willa, who is definitely hiding some dark secrets of her own beneath the hood. Jackson desperately wants Willa to trust him, and to seek protection in his arms. But even as the two slowly surrender to their shared attraction, the danger lurking in Willa’s past remains a stubborn obstacle. Can she open up enough to give them both a chance at having real and lasting love?

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There is a reason why I do not like reading Contemporary Romance.

This was the 5th book of the series, and I thought I had to read the rest of the series to understand it, but it had it own tear jerking story.

The book is about running away and confronting your past. Each turn of the page, gave us a glimpse of how Willa had live, and her reasons for running away.

Sadly, this is the truth in today’s youth. They tend to run away, than facing the consequence of their actions. Sometimes, when people face their problems head on, they are greeted by criticism by the people around them. They will look at how you live your life, rather than doing something about theirs. At some point, when you confront them of the truth, they are blinded, hence, they will not listen.

I like how this book was written. How each events lead to the beautiful ending that was presented. Things like this may not happen in real life, but the fact that we can read about it gives us a chance to look forward to.

I would like to read what will happen to Mack.

~This was given to me for an honest review by the publisher via NetGalley.

Rugged Texas Cowboy (Cowboys and Captives #1-2)

ARC was given by the publishers via NetGalley.

I was not actually expecting to review this author, so I was glad that I was able to read her.

COWBOY AND THE CAPTIVE

Book one has this powerful effect on me. The way the parents handled their children was something. Added to the fact that something happened to affect the attitude towards the older child, Melina. She did her best to loved by her parents only to be put under the bus over and over again. Jardin, on the other hand was so full of hate of Maria, that he cannot see past it. He was able to but well. not without repercussion.

COWBOY AND THE THIEF

This book centers on a heirloom that was left by Angel’s mother, and Jack, buying it because he was judge for who he is. It was kinda disappointing. The reality of the situation was not lost on the book. People often judge other on based on what happened and what they see. However, hasty judgement can cause consequences that could ultimately affect everyone’s lives. I like this, how Jack did what he said, and the ending was something else too.

I look forward to reading more books from this Author.

Luca (Ruin & Revenge, #2)

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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.

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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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~

Let’s see…

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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