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With his tight leather pants and a sharp edge that makes him dangerous, Jet Keller is every girl’s rock and roll fantasy. But Ayden Cross is done walking on the wild side with bad boys. She doesn’t want to give in to the heat she sees in Jet’s dark, haunted eyes. She’s afraid of getting burned from the sparks of their spontaneous combustion, even as his touch sets her on fire.

Jet can’t resist the Southern Belle with mile-long legs in cowboy boots who defies his every expectation. Yet the closer he feels to Ayden, the less he seems to know her. While he’s tempted to get under her skin and undo her in every way, he knows firsthand what happens to two people with very different ideas about relationships.

Will the blaze burn into an enduring love. . . or will it consume their dreams and turn them to ashes?

Toski’s review of Jet
 Starting Jet I had my doubts of how much I would honestly like it because I loved Rule so much. Let’s face it- Rule is a HARD act to follow.  I am a sucker for the “broken but can be fixed with the right girl bad boy type” and being a musician is the cherry on the top.  In real life I am a fixer and I need to have fixable characters in the books I read. Starting out, I thought Jet was the “broken” one but realized quickly Jet was NOT Rule. He was going to be the “fixer” and I wasn’t sure how much I honestly would like that.  To me, the woman is ALWAYS the brains in a relationship so how could this honestly work? 

You met Ayden in Rule as Shaw’s BFF and room mate and I loved her from the start. Then Jet, Rule’s bad boy rocker friend who lives the rock and roll lifestyle to the T.  In this book they end up roomies along with Cora – the tattoo girl from Rule’s shop (who I also LOVED in Rule.)   There is alot of built up “tension” between Ayden and Jet. The attraction is obvious – though both deny it and it’s only a matter of time before that attraction or gravity brings the two of them together.  Ayden is dating a guy who is referred to “sweater vest” <— AND I LOVED THAT and Jet is just bringing home a new number by the night. The problem is Sweater vest and the numbers aren’t going to keep Ayden and Jet  from the inevitable- each other.

As the story unfolds, you find out some pretty nasty past secrets about Ayden as well as Jet and honestly you realize- they NEED each other but have so much baggage that neither of them want to burden the other with.  Without giving any spoilers I can quote my favorite line of the book

“When the right one comes along, you figure it out. You move mountains, you change your life and do whatever it takes to keep them with you”

And you know what makes you fall in love with Jet? He is a hard core rocker but Ayden is a country music lover- Tim Mcgraw, Kenny Chesney, Taylor Swift- that is her type of music but every night he serenades her with old country classics.  SWOOOOONING.  Every girls dream is just that- have a guy she loves sing to her. He doesn’t have to be great but come on ladies- we all want that.  I am a music lover so of course that spoke to me. 

At first I was going to rate this a 4. Simply because it was not Rule. Then I realized that really is NOT fair to Jet. I mean, I would NEVER want to judge someone based on their friends right? So, even though Rule and Shaw are a part of this story – this is Jet and Ayden’s story- And I fell in love with them both. 
My rating.. 4.5
I’m a sucker for the rockers what can I say ?
Can Jet and Ayden make it work with all the odds stacked against them? How much baggage is too much baggage and when is someone to damaged to repair? HURRY go buy this today, right now, one click and fall in LOVE with another Marked Man. Because those tattoos are just one more reason to LOVE JET <3

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*Note: UK and Australia: Jet’s release date has been moved to June 20th.


About the Author

Jay Crownover is the bestselling author of Rule. Like the characters in her Marked Men series, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she’ll settle for writing stories with interesting characters and that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs. 


Title: ShameLess
Author: Mel Ballew
Expected Release Date: August 7
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Mae I Design and Photography



“If all you can do is crawl, start crawling. Soon, you’ll be able to stand. First, just crawl.”

S’renaty James lives a privileged life most her age only dream of living. She is beautiful and popular with her entire life ahead of her. Life could not get any better.

Until her entire life shifts, crashing around her…

Bound by devastation, persecuted by the ones she used to call ‘friends’, haunted by disturbing nightmares, and filled with self-blame, she vows to overcome.

Stefan is everything S’renaty swears to avoid. He is carefree and charismatic. He is primitive, complicated and a total badass. He makes her melt like fine chocolate under a hot summer’s sun the first time their eyes meet. There is something about him, and she makes it her mission to find out.

When he meets S’renaty James, he is not prepared for what comes over him because for the first time ever, a girl leaves him breathless. Now, his primary responsibility is to keep her safe. He will do anything to protect her. Even lie… Stefan is the one person she has trusted with her heart. After keeping an unforgivable secret, he could be the one to shatter it to pieces. In fact, he may even destroy her beyond repair. Will she overcome and forgive, letting go of the pain, guilt and shame? Or this time, will she be stronger than the hardest lesson of her life — and, become totally ShameLess?

About the Author:

Mel Ballew resides in rural Pennsylvania with her husband and daughter, along with their two adorable cats.
An avid reader, she has always had an equal passion for writing and has written her entire life, to date. Her mother initially birthed, inspired, and encouraged these loves. The two often discussed writing together but unfortunately, that dream never came to fruition.

Years later, this happened, that happened—life happened.

She stepped away from writing to place more focus on being wife and a full-time mom. Today, she would not have changed a thing. The day her daughter was born became the first day she realized a significant rhythm to her heart was also born. Her daughter, now preparing to go off to college, has grown into a beautiful and responsible young adult.

A twisted turn of events in September 2009 left Mel unable to work outside of the home. Forced to consider other options, and while embracing a therapeutic approach of transcribing all of the challenges facing her, post-accident, she returned to journaling. Once again, the writer within her has been re-birthed—awakened from slumber.

Mel is a hopeless romantic. Blessed, she has her very own soul mate, which she calls husband, best friend, and lover.

She is a simple country gal, with a profound love of true simplicity. She is just as hopeless in her love of nature and regards many of her writing aspirations to appreciating its beauty, although every single story is birthed from her dreams. Sometimes, in life, simply enjoying a chilled glass of sangria on a warm summer’s eve or indulging in her love of chocolate and peanut butter is an expression of enjoying such simplicity. For her, these moments are truly d’vine.





Lauren broke off an engagement with her old boyfriend because she caught him cheating on her. She’s ready to move on, but work has been keeping her too busy.

Marcus is a player, never settling down with one girl. No one seems to meet his long list of requirements in a woman.

Marcus and Lauren have worked for the same company for years, but in locations across the country from each other. They’ve been flirting for months, but Lauren was with Kyle. Now that she’s single and Marcus is coming to town for a few days, they finally hook-up, both assuming it’s just a fling. Once Marcus gets home, they both realize they want more. Can they make a long distance relationship work? And when Lauren’s old boyfriend comes back to win her affection, can Marcus compete with their history?


Author Bio:

Scarlett lives in the Midwest with her family. When she’s not busy writing steamy stories, she can be found with her nose in a book, camping, or geocaching with her family. She loves Diet Coke, Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, and 80’s hair bands. 




When Alysin decided to surprise her boyfriend at work with dinner, the surprise was on her. Since he was going at it with his secretary on the conference table, she packed a bag and called her BFF. Jolie and Alysin had been traveling the country, working as digital nomads for ten years ever since graduation. Taking this as a sign it was time for a new move, they decided to take a cruise, regroup, and make a plan.

Then she meets Mr. Bedroom Eyes. Following her lead, they pretend to be married so that she can rid herself of the guy who started hitting on her before the boat left the dock. Though it was supposed to be a momentary arrangement, he asks her to take it one step farther. Then another and another. The cruise promises to be memorable in every way that matters.

Along the way, Alysin learns that she won’t have to fake an orgasm if she’s with someone who knows what to do, that not all men suck, but the best ones suck really well, and that sometimes what starts out as something pretend, can fast become something completely real. Will the woman who lives life with no regrets, regret that she made that stupid rule about not exchanging names and contact info?

Teaser from Sin at Sea

All over the ship, the party atmosphere had taken hold. The cruise was predominantly made up of adults, thank god. Nothing will ruin a good time faster than a crying baby or whiny toddler. Shoot, throw in a child with a full-blown temper tantrum and I want to put a loaded gun in my mouth. I seem to have managed to escape any hint of maternal instincts. I have yet to experience a biological clock scare. I’m probably more likely to encounter biological warfare on American soil than suffer from that ailment. Who knows? Maybe I’ll feel differently in five or ten years. At the same time, I seriously hope not.

The aromas of the buffet on the lido deck hit me the minute I exited the elevator. Then I remembered that if I planned to enjoy the buffets and maintain my slim size six figure then I would need to start taking the stairs. I frowned. Maybe I should take the mid-morning Pilates class that seemed to be offered daily, or walk the track. I chuckled. I don’t own a pair of sneakers. Pilates it would be.

After loading a plate with salad, fruit, potato salad, and some nice southern fried chicken, I found a table by the windows that was vacant. Setting the plate down on the granite, I started to pull out my chair when a man came out of nowhere and did it for me. He wasn’t in uniform. This wasn’t a crewmember being helpful. Nope. I had already attracted a new douche. How the hell did they always seem to find me? If this was any indication as to how the rest of the week was going to go, it was going to feel like a year. I’m not the kind to hibernate in the cabin to avoid problems. I find a way to make them go away.

This time would be no different. After he helped me push in the seat, I spoke. “Thank you.” Then I focused on my food and started eating my salad. Sometimes, I just can’t get enough roughage.

“You are welcome, gorgeous.” He smiled at me, a smile that clearly cost him more than most people make in six months. “So, do you have a name?”

I was chewing and didn’t rush that part to answer him. It would be good for him to wait. He needed to be as uncomfortable as he was making me feel…or would have been making me feel if I wasn’t already worn out on men at the moment. Leisurely, I swallowed.

“Yes.” Then I loaded my fork with another bite and kept on eating.

Clearly, I had flustered him…not enough for him to leave me alone, mind you, but his soft underbelly was beginning to show. It was all squishy and pink. He laughed it off. “What is it?” He asked in what was probably his most seductive tone.

“You already guessed it. Gorgeous. It’s right there on my birth certificate. Imagine how that could have gone had I not lived up to the hype.” I looked at him evenly, not even cracking a smile.

Would you believe he just kept talking, like we were old friends or soon to be bedroom buddies. That guy couldn’t have pried his way into my room with a crow bar. Nope. My vagina was closed to him for sure.

Finally I interrupted him, which was just as well since I had tuned out everything after his empty chuckle. “So, dude, what makes you think I was eating alone?” I asked with more than a hint of annoyance.

“Well, you walked in here alone,” he began nervously.

“Yes, well, that’s not the same thing as being alone.” This was the kind of moment that normally Jolie would rescue me from. She would show up and do something to ensure the guy knew we were “lovers.” Maybe this time I was on my own. Then I saw him. He had those classic good looks, pretty without looking feminine; a strong jaw, beautiful warm brown eyes, and rich brown hair that was both thick and curly. Why couldn’t that guy have pulled out my chair?

Standing, I stepped in front of him. “Babe, did you not see me? I was right here. Did you get my Coke?” I could see that he was mildly shocked. I could fix that. In a few seconds he was going to be majorly shocked. I planned to render him speechless…and malleable. I stood on my tiptoes and planted a kiss on the tip of his nose. As I imagined, I was offered a hungrier look. That’s when I made my move. Slowly, I matched my lips to his and then shifted so that I was angled and we were kissing…really really kissing. He played along. Seconds later he had played right into my hand. Wow wow wow.

“Help me, please,” I breathed into his ear.

“Anything for you, sexy.” He sealed his vow with a kiss on my cheek that totally did not suck. He looked over at my intruder. “Who’s this guy?” He asked, jerking his thumb in the guy’s direction.

“I have no idea. I’m sure he was just keeping the seat warm for you though.” I smiled at him and frowned over at the guy who was keeping me from my meal.

“Uh, yeah, I was just leaving,” the man mumbled. Then he stood up as he mumbled and soon walked away.

The new guy sat down. I stared over at him. “Hey, don’t mind me. I just ended up getting drawn into your little charade. Hope you don’t mind if I enjoy my meal while we keep up appearances?” He smiled

“Nope. We’re good,” I replied.
Though I was smiling at him, I had little to say. There was so much going on in my mind…and thanks to Jolie, having an orgasm wasn’t part of that. Still, I wasn’t going to turn down the possibility of some amazing guilt-free sex with a hot guy for anything. Only I wasn’t sure how to gain his attention. My smile hadn’t worked. The kiss hadn’t accomplished anything. What was it going to take to get a man like that to be interested in spending a few meaningless days on a cruise with me?

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Title: Fireworks by Lindsey Gray
Genre: Romance
Expected Release: June 2013

Sophie McKibbin finds herself back in Sam Crawford’s life after ten years. Unfortunately, Sam is dating Lola, Sophie’s high school nemesis. Lola dumps Sam the day before he was supposed to introduce his mystery girlfriend to his family over the Fourth of July holiday. With the looming fear of disappointing his mother once again and his long held feelings for Sophie, he asks her to take Lola’s place. With family feuds, an old flame, and feelings that have been locked away for a decade, there is bound to be some fireworks.

“Fireworks” is a short story.

About the Author:  

Lindsey Gray dreamed of being several different things as a child such as a doctor, an actress, and a chef, but none held her attention like putting pen to paper and creating her own world through words. She has written three full-length novels and one short story for The Writer’s Coffee Shop Publishing House and is now taking the self-publishing leap with her novella, “Fireworks”.

A mid-west native, Lindsey enjoys spending time with her husband and two children, reading almost anything she can get her hands on, and making life interesting at each and every turn.

To learn more about the author and her other works visit her Blog, like her on FaceBook, follow her on Twitter, or visit her Amazon Author Page.

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This is a twisting story of young love torn in two.

Abigail McCall has been accepted into Juilliard for Ballet. Being nineteen, she’s ready to move out of her tight shell at her parent’s house and in with her new roommates. Abigail finds herself distracted with things she never saw herself doing.

‘Hey, I’m Tucker.
That’s all it took. His own name rolling off his tongue.’

With no job and coming from a broken home with a mother who doesn’t care what happens to him, could you blame Tucker for being so secretive? The dark and mysterious Tucker has his sights set on the prim and proper ballerina. So he knows he has to change his self destructive ways in order to keep Abigail in his life. Which means, betraying his closest friends.

Obstacles are thrown at them.
They don’t approve of the ballerina and the poor boy.

The world won’t let Abigail and Tucker be together. What do they have to sacrifice to stay together…

Can the good come out in the bad? Or does someone always end up hurt and alone?

Tucker has nothing, but Abigail has everything to lose…

New Adult Novel. Contains adult situations, sexuality, some violence, and is suited for ages 18 and up. 

Jenn’s Review of Juilliard or Else

Ok so where to begin with this one… I think that the first line of the synopsis says it best.  This is a twisting story!

I was immediately drawn to the story of the ballerina… The teaser photos were so amazingly beautiful and all the talk of Tucker well… It sort of played out like a modern day Romeo and Juliette.

Abigail is such a wonderful but broken character, forced to live with a mother that never approved of anything she did and nothing was ever good enough or done well enough.  Brought up with money, Abigail was forced to conform to the demands of her environment.  When she finally gets accepted to the prestigious school for ballet she is so excited and what does her evil mother say.  Don’t embarass your family!  WHO SAYS THAT!  Well her mother does.  This woman is pure evil, and isn’t a nice person at all.  I was torn between wanting her to be beaten over the head and hit by a NYC bus… yeah she truly was that BAD!  There was lots of ballet throughout and it felt so accurate that I was certain that Nichele was a dancer, but she said no… I was shocked!

When Abigail finally leaves home she is set free like a butterfly spreading their wings for the very first time.  In enters Tucker and he is truly an enigma.  Of course being the reader we know what Tucker is about and where he is and what he is doing.  He confuses Abigail because she’s never really had a boyfriend and she is having feelings that nobody has ever sparked in her before.  She is quickly smitten with Tucker and from their things get CRAZY!

There are so many twists in this one, some I thought well I could see that coming since it was bound to happen eventually.  And then I’d get smacked upside the head with something I couldn’t have seen coming from a mile away!  That makes me thrilled because these days it seems that so many books have become predictable for me.  The broken boy falling for the girl that is forbidden but what happens in this book is truly not what you’d expect.  Their are some revelations that will shock you!  I was personally shocked!  

The happiest part was that their was a true ending to this story, NO CLIFFHANGER!  THANK  YOU NICHELE!!!!  I have read so many cliffhangers lately my head is spinning and my TBR is out of control with sequels and series, so I was pleasantly surprised when this book wrapped up at the end.  

Do Abigail and Tucker get past their pasts, their differences in lifestyle and all the forces trying to keep them apart?  Well you will have to read for yourself to find out…. 

I give this debut novel a solid 4.5 stars…. It was a great read by a first time author!  

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About the Author:

I work in a hospital at night; write my soul out in the day.. I’m married to the most patient man in the world. We have 1 rambunctious little boy, who loves flashlights and likes pulling our 2 furry animals legs.




Our very first Blogging Buddies Book Club read is Unbreak Me by Lexi Ryan!!!!  See my review and author interview below…

Unbreak Me by Lexi Ryan
Publication date:  May 27th, 2013
Genre: New Adult Romance


“If you’re broken, I’ll fix you…”

I’m only twenty-one and already damaged goods. A slut. A failure. A disappointment to my picture-perfect family as long as I can remember. I called off my wedding to William Bailey, the only man who thought I was worth fixing. A year later, he’s marrying my sister. Unless I ask him not to…

“If you shatter, I’ll find you…”

But now there’s Asher Logan, a broken man who sees the fractures in my façade and doesn’t want to fix me at all. Asher wants me to stop hiding, to stop pretending. Asher wants to break down my walls. But that means letting him see my ugly secrets and forgiving him for his.

With my past weighing down on me, do I want the man who holds me together or the man who gives me permission to break?

Jenn’s Review of Unbreak Me

I really enjoyed reading this book.  It was a little on the short side, but overall I enjoyed reading this story.  

Asher Logan quickly became a new book boyfriend for me.  He was such a fantastic character and I really thought he stole the show in this one.  I was torn at first thinking that she truly belonged with Will but quickly realized that Will was a stepping stone in the path to finding the man that she truly could love and could love her despite her past and her faults… But can’t she get past all the things that are blocking the road to happiness???

Who is she? Well she is Maggie. Maggie having suffered some really crappy things at the tender age of fifteen started to believe that she was no good.  She disappointed her family, and spent her whole teenage years being the outcast for something that truly WAS NOT HER FAULT!  She has so many dreams as a young girl, but her decisions cost her everything.  She’s faced with watching her sister marry the man that she was supposed to have her happily ever after with, but sadly she walked away not just for herself but to prevent Will having to ever know her secrets… 

But Asher comes along at the point in time where she may need a savior the most.  Asher sees right through her no bull attitude and truly attempts several times to break down her walls.  Maggie puts up a fight and ends up hurting herself more in the process.  She’s forced to come clean with the past and tell truths that she vowed to bury behind her cold facade.  When faced with more drama can Maggie hold it together long enough to see what’s truly in front of her and what she desires more then anything… Love, acceptance and forgiveness… Can she mend the fences that she once mowed down with her reckless behaviors? Or will she end up with what she feels she deserves… 

Well I cannot tell you that… You need to read it to find out what happens…  

I give Unbreak Me a solid 4 stars.  I would have liked to seen a little more development of some of the characters in the book, but overall this is a solid read with a great storyline.  Love doesn’t always conquer all but this book sure does prove that theory wrong at times… You will be pleasantly surprised when some of the secrets are revealed in this book, even I couldn’t have guessed… It was heartwarming and funny all at the same time!

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Ahser’s POV Pool Scene
There is a woman swimming in my pool.

Scratch that. There is a naked goddess swimming in my pool.

I drape my towel behind my neck and watch her in the moonlight. She pushes through lap after lap, pulling her body through the water as if she’s running away from something. And as I watch her, all curves and grace and beauty, my heart pounds like I’m the one doing laps.

When she finally stops, she’s out of breath and I’m aroused as fuck.

“Training for the Olympics?”

She snaps her head up in surprise, and even in the soft light of the moon I can make out her features enough to recognize the woman I danced with at the wedding.


What the hell is she doing here?

“Sneak up on many girls?” she asks.

“Only the special ones.” I drop my towel on a chair and dive into the water. I hadn’t been expecting company tonight, but if she went to the trouble to track me down, I can play along.  

When I surface, her eyes are on me—my mouth, my bare chest.

“What are you doing here?” she asks, backing away.

“I live here.”

She snorts. “No you don’t.” Then, when I don’t reply, “Shit. Really? You’re Rich Dude?”

“Rich who?” Suddenly I’m feeling like a bit of an ass for diving in to join her. She’s naked in my pool but not here for me?

Damn the luck.

“Shit. I’m sorry. I just…” She’s laughing, and her posture is the most relaxed I’ve seen it yet.

The question is: If she didn’t come looking for me, why is she here?

Suddenly, it clicks and I have my answer. “You haven’t come to swim in a long time.”

That cuts her laughter short. “You watch me?”

I can’t tell if she’s appalled by the idea or aroused by it. Having just witnessed the way her naked curves look as she pulls herself through the water, I can imagine why someone might watch, but that’s not my style. No. If I’d seen Maggie swimming in my pool before tonight, watching would have never been enough.

“My groundskeeper told me a young girl used to sneak in about once a week,” I say, explaining what should have occurred to me when I first saw her here. “I assume that was you?”


“Why’d you stop?”

“I left town for a while,” she says, her words slow and carefully chosen.

“Looking for something?”

She shakes her head. “Running away.”

I understand running away. Hell, that’s why I’m here, isn’t it? I didn’t come to my house in New Hope because I thought I’d find something. Quite the opposite. I’ve been living here for the last year because of what I knew I wouldn’t find here. Trouble. Drama. Baggage.

And yet, here I am…Here we are…

As much as I’d like to be the gentleman, my eyes have a mind of their own, and I find my gaze dipping to the water and her bare breasts.


“Sorry I had to disappear earlier.” I’ve hardly met her eyes before my gaze travels south again, to the rise and fall of her breasts, to flat of her stomach in the water, the curve of her hip.

“I’d let you make it up to me,” she says, coming closer.

My resolve to stay away from this woman and her problems crumbles just like that. I could blame my many months of self-imposed abstinence, but that’s not the culprit here. My crumbling resolve has nothing to do with me wanting to be with a woman and everything to do with me wanting to be with this woman.

“You’ve had a long day,” I tell her. “You want to talk?”

She drapes her arms around my neck, and the feel of her nipples grazing my chest is enough to whip my breath from me. “Why would you think I want to talk to you at all?” she asks.

I grunt. “Because you’re looking at me like a starved woman at a prime rib buffet.”

“Yes,” she murmurs, staring into my eyes. “What does that have to do with talking?”

“Don’t you want us to get to know each other before you indulge?”

She tilts her head to the side. “I’m more about the meal than the conversation.”

There’s a heat in her green eyes that’s nearly irresistible, but there’s something else too. Something…almost familiar.

“You’re a kid,” I object lamely. We both know if her age was a real concern, I never would have taken her onto that dance floor.

She runs her finger down my neck and blood pulses so hot and fast to my cock, she may as well have touched me there. “I’m twenty-one,” she says. Then she wraps her legs around me, and I nearly lose my loose hold on control. Drama, baggage, trouble, none of it matters. Nothing matters but feeling that bare, slick skin against mine.

But that’s not true. There is something that matters. “Is this about him?” I ask.

She frowns. “Who?”

“The groom at your sister’s wedding? He has some kind of hold on you. I saw it in your eyes. In his.”

“This has nothing to do with William Bailey,” she says, but her face gives her away.

And yet, here I am, lowering my head to kiss her, when I know it’s a mistake, when I know she’s thinking about someone else, when that breaks every simple ass rule I’ve given myself for this year.

I’m acting on something more primal now, something that wants to protect her, something that says if she’s thinking of another man, she won’t be for long.

I’m careful to be slow. Soft, gentle. I don’t know this woman, but I feel like she deserves soft and gentle, and if I’m going to do this, I’m determined to be everything she deserves and more.

But she doesn’t just kiss me back. She bites my lip and digs her nails into my back. And I let instinct take over.

© 2013, Lexi Ryan

Q & A with Lexi Ryan

Q: Can you name another Indie Writer/s that inspires you and tell us why they inspire you?

A: I’d have to answer this with a generic “everybody who did it before me.” I definitely wasn’t one of the indie pioneers, and I am so grateful to the writers who blazed the trails and shared their experiences so that writers like me would be brave enough to try it and equipped enough to find success.

Q: Best compliment you have you received about your work.

A: My top favorites are any variation of “it made me laugh” or “it made me cry.” The only thing better than that is when a reader tells me she can’t wait to read it again.

Q: How do you deal with negative feedback?  

A: I guess that depends on the context. My beta readers and crit partners will read and tell me what didn’t work for them. So often, I’m think, “Yeah, I knew there was something wrong with that, I just couldn’t figure out what!” (I love these people. They truly make me a better writer.) Negative reviews are a little different. Sometimes I read something in a negative review and think, “Yeah, I can work on that in my next book.” And sometimes the negative review isn’t something I can “fix” but just that the reader didn’t like my voice or the story I had to tell. And that’s okay. I write flawed characters; not everyone likes that. I like to include humor; not everyone likes that. And I write really sexy. Trust me, there are plenty of people who don’t like that. One of my favorite quotes is from Dita Von Teese. She said, “You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to be somebody who hates peaches.” It’s as simple as that.

Q: Who is you favorite book boyfriend and why?

A: Eric Northman of the Sookie Stackhouse series. Really? Do I need to explain that? LOL.

Q: Of all the stories you’ve written which is your fav and why?

A: UNBREAK ME is definitely my favorite. I’m not just saying that because I’m promoting it. I really believe it’s my best work. It’s definitely the heaviest subject matter I’ve ever dealt with in fiction, and I’m very proud of it.

Q: Best book that you’ve read so far this year.

A: Wait. You want me to choose one? I’m going to cheat and choose one mainstream and one romance. Mainstream, I loved GONE GIRL by Gillian Flynn. I can’t wait until I have the time to read it again. It was that good. Ditto for my romance/NA pick, EASY by Tammara Webber. I’ll read the both again and again. So good.

Q: Do you have any advice that you would like to impart to aspiring writers? 

A: Yes: WRITE. Writers write. Don’t let anyone tell you that you have to reach their benchmark for success before you’re “a writer.” That’s BS. A writer is one who writes. It’s an identity, a habit, and a compulsion. Write, write, write, and then read. No need for expensive classes (unless you just want to) or a fancy degree (unless you just want it). Just write and read a ton and surround yourself with people who believe in you and your voice and your dream.

Q: Favorite book when you were a kid?

A: What age? LOL. I have many fond memories of my mom reading me Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel, then when I was older I loved Judy Blume’s Blubber, then I was obsessed with Anne Rice’s Witching books while in middle school. Again, maybe there are just too many to name?

About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Ryan writes romances with humor, heat, and heart. Her books are described as fun, flirty, and wickedly sexy. A lover of learning, Lexi has been in the classroom all her life and currently holds the title of assistant professor of English at her local community college. Lexi is a proud member of Romance Writers of America. She lives in rural Indiana with her husband and two children.


Title: Otherwise Occupied (Otherwise Alone #2) by Shay Savage
Release Date: June 2013
Genre: Adult Romance
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Evan Arden is a hit man for a Chicago mob boss. He lives his life day to day with the company of his dog, Odin. He has to work hard to get back into his boss’s good graces, but the target proves to be difficult. As demons of his past begin to haunt him, he seeks the comfort of sleep from an unlikely candidate, but will confiding in her be his undoing?

This is the followup to Otherwise Alone (Otherwise Alone #1) by Shay Savage

Released: December 15th, 2012


Lieutenant Evan Arden sits in a shack in the middle of nowhere, waiting for orders that will send him back home – if he ever gets them. Other than his loyal Great Pyrenees, there’s no one around to break up the monotony. The tedium is excruciating, but it is suddenly interrupted when a young woman stumbles up his path.

He has two choices – pick her off from a distance with his trusty sniper-rifle, or dare let her approach his cabin and enter his life.

Why not? It’s been ages, and he is otherwise alone…

–> 56 Page Novella

Buy Otherwise Alone here…

About the Author:

Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her husband, two children, and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, and loves soccer in any and all forms. During the fall, she coaches her daughter’s soccer team. Though she currently works in the technology field, her school background is in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.

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Title: Beauty from Surrender (Beauty #2)
Author: Georgia Cates
Release date: May 30, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: Adult


The story of Jack Henry and Laurelyn continues…

How do you move on when he’s every song you sing?

After Laurelyn Prescott walks away from the love of her life, she returns to Nashville to pursue the only dream she has left. Determined to find a distraction from the pain of losing Jack Henry, she immerses herself in her music. But with her old life comes old acquaintances and new expectations. When Laurelyn refuses her record producer’s outrageous demands, she finds herself without a career—until an unforeseen opportunity presents itself. From there it’s a rocket ride straight to the top where Laurelyn finds the success she’s always dreamed of. Will it be enough to bring her the happiness she so deserves, or will the absence of Jack Henry leave her wanting more?

Jack Henry McLachlan never expected to fall in love with Laurelyn Prescott—but he did. After he foolishly let her slip through his fingers, he spends three months searching for her, but their reunion doesn’t come easy. The woman he finds isn’t the same one who drifted away without a goodbye. No longer an insecure girl on an Australian adventure, this Laurelyn is a successful musician with a promising career. Her dreams are becoming a reality, and Jack is terrified his American girl won’t have a place for him in her new life. With only a month to convince her otherwise, will it be enough time to make her visualize a life beyond the glitz and glamour, a life that includes him? 

Excerpt from Beauty From Surrender
Jack McLachlan’s POV

Three. Long. Fucking. Months. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve seen Laurelyn. And I don’t think I can take another minute. I die a little more each day she isn’t in my life.

She’s been damn near impossible to find. Fate has worked against us every step of the way. The hoops Jim has jumped through for the smallest bit of information have been ridiculous. One step forward, two steps back—instead of the other way around. A criminal on the run would’ve been easier to find.

But I’ve finally found her. Laurelyn Paige Prescott—better known to the public by her stage name as Paige McLachlan—that’s the woman I’m here to see tonight.

I still smile when I think about her taking my name, but I can’t help but ponder why she’d need to use a stage name. She never mentioned using one before and it makes me wonder if something happened with the sperm donor. Or worse—maybe with Blake Phillips.

I enter the auditorium lobby and the thick crowd makes it difficult to push through. The Martin I’m carrying adds to my difficult navigation as I bump shoulders through the horde, so I have to apologize with each step.

I find my assigned seat. Because I’m a creature of habit, I’m happy when I see it’s in a dark corner. I sit and place the Martin by my feet. I’m nervous and adrenalized as evidenced by my rapidly beating heart. I’m about to see the woman I love walk out onto that stage.

I look at the time and see it’s only a minute until eight. My heart is pounding erratically, throbbing in my ears over the loud crowd. Finally, musicians begin filing onto the stage to take their places. That’s when I see her for the first time in three months. My Laurelyn. All the time and distance that separated us disappears upon finally seeing her face again.

She looks the same, yet different. Her hair is a little longer and darker. Her honey highlights are missing and she’s slimmer. She’s still beautiful as ever but doesn’t fit the image etched in my mind these last few months.

She’s wearing brown boots—the same ones she wore the first time I saw her—with stonewashed jeans and a strapless white top. Her bare shoulders make me desperate to touch her exposed skin. And kiss it. Her top is fitted below her breasts while the bottom flows loosely over her jeans. I picture them riding low on her hips so I have easy access to kiss her belly.


About the Author:

Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before deciding to pursue her dream of becoming an author. Despite the struggle, she has no regrets in her decision to try this crazy life. She can honestly say that she’s living the dream.




SPOTLIGHT: Cocktail Hour by Tara McTiernan


What if your friend – someone admired, envied, and fervently sought after by everyone who knew her – was really a dangerous sociopath?

Spring in glamorous uber-rich Fairfield County, Connecticut is a time of beginnings: a new diet for the approaching summer spent out on the yacht, fresh-faced interns being offered up at the office as the seasonal sacrifice to the gods of money, and corporate takeovers galore. Five women in their thirties have a brand-new friendship, too, one that’s fed and watered regularly at local hotspots over cocktails. With all of their personal struggles – Lucie’s new catering business is foundering due to vicious gossip, Kate’s marriage is troubled due to an inability to conceive, Chelsea’s series of misses in the romance department have led to frantic desperation, and Sharon’s career problems are spinning out of control – the women look forward to a break and a drink and a chance to let their guards down with their friends. And letting their guards down is the last thing they should do in the kind of company they unknowingly keep with the fifth member of their cocktail-clique: Bianca Rossi, a woman who will stop at nothing to have it all.

Tonya’s Review of Cocktail Hour

What do you do when you suspect one of your friends might be a crazy sociopath? Sure she’s beautiful, and talented, and men fall all over her even if she is married. But something just isn’t right. And how do you convince the other women in your Cocktail group? Five different women, five different points of view. Who is really telling the truth? Who is hiding something? Who has a deep dark secret? Who is just trying to follow her dreams? Who just wants to fit in? And who just sees through it all? Let the drinks flow and the fun begin!!

What do you get when you mix five very different ladies and add alcohol?? Cocktail Hour!! These five ladies didn’t really even know each other until one night when Chelsea asked Sharon, a co-worker, and Lucie, a friend, to meet her and Bianca for drinks not knowing Bianca invited Kate, her high school crush’s wife, to join them also. Things are about to get interesting!! I’ll give you a little information on each woman without giving too much away. I wouldn’t want to spoil the book for you!!

Let’s start with Lucie. Quiet, reserved, mind your own business Lucie. She is tired of the corporate world and is finally following her dreams to open her own catering business. With the help of her family and boyfriend things are falling into place. But at what cost?? Then there’s Sharon. Call them as you see them, take no bull Sharon. When Chelsea invites her to come out with her she’d rather be at home with her cat. Her lack of sleep due to the noisy neighbor was making her cranky but what could one drink hurt?? Next is Chelsea. She only wants to find real, true love and get married and have a family and finally have her Happy Ever After. She thought she had that once, until her best friend decided she wanted John for herself. They had a deal right? That brings us to Bianca. Beautiful, tall, sexy, and crazy as the day is long, Bianca. She married John for his money but even that wasn’t enough. What lengths would she go to get what she wants?? Oh y’all would not believe the things this woman comes up with! Which brings us to the shy, quiet little farm girl from Vermont, Kate. Kate just wants to fit in. She’s never been pretty or popular so when Bianca invites her to go out for drinks with her and her friends, she is more than happy to go along. Maybe she could finally make friends and not feel so homesick. Her husband Grant would be thrilled if she made new friends in Connecticut, or would he??

Oh My did I LOVE this one!! I couldn’t put it down!! These ladies had me laughing and crying, they frustrated me and made me want to scream. But that’s what a great book is all about right?? And this book was great. The characters were so well developed and I Loved the many different points of view and how the chapters were by drink of choice rather than number or name! Each person had a different attitude and personality that seemed to be so different from the others it made you wonder how any of them could be friends at all! Each woman has their own personal conflicts they are dealing with too. The friendships that develop throughout the book are wonderful. The daily struggles and how each person tied into the next in different ways without ever knowing it, made it all the more intriguing. At the end each one of the five women was not the same person as the first night they all met for drinks. This one is a MUST read!! I give Cocktail Hour 4.5 Stars!!


About the Author:

Tara McTiernan grew up in Greenwich, Connecticut and spent most of her childhood summers on an island in the Great South Bay on Long Island, New York – both of which has been the setting for her novels, Barefoot Girls and Cocktail Hour, as well as her short stories. She currently lives in Raleigh, North Carolina with her husband, Ash. Visit the author’s website at for more information including upcoming book releases and events.