Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Release Day Blitz ~ Broken Clocks by Danielle Allen




According to my grandma, a broken clock being right twice a day meant that in any given situation, there are only two opportunities for perfect timing.

I fell for William Grayson in a matter of minutes. The connection between us was undeniable, but our timing was off. I was dating someone and by the time I was single again, he was taken. And a year later, when we finally got together, it was clear that we were soulmates. But circumstances out of our control cut our time short.

We were a little older, a little wiser, when our paths crossed again. I was entering a new phase of independence in both my career and my life. He was growing professionally and moving to a new city. And even though our timing was off, it was still clear that we were soulmates. But for the second time, circumstances out of our control cut our time short.

My grandma was a wise woman, but my love life taught me that there’s no such thing as perfect timing. There’s just timing… Because nothing is perfect. There’s just right now… Because tomorrow isn’t promised.

For as long as we’d known each other, William and I just wanted to be together. It was as simple and as complicated as that.

















Danielle Allen is a lover of football, fashion, film and fiction. From karaoke nights to vacationing and everything in between, she enjoys making the most out of the life in which she’s been blessed by living authentically and intentionally. Danielle spends her days teaching college students and her nights writing. And ultimately, she lives her life like it's golden.

Danielle Allen is the author of the Back to Life Series (Back to Life, Back to Reality, Back to December), Love Discovered in New York, Autumn & Summer, the Heartache Series (Heartache, Heartfelt, Heartless*), Work Song, The One Series Duet (The One, After The One), Nevermore, The Art of Being, Disasters in Dating Choose Your Dating Adventure Series (Disasters in Dating, Brink of Disaster: This One, Brink of Disaster: That One), and Broken Clocks.
*spinoff from series, featuring different characters, coming early 2018


Monday, January 15, 2018

Fighter's Claim by DD Galvani


Title: Fighter's Claim
Series: Devils Wind MC
Author: D.D. Galvani
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 10, 2018 










Lisa T. on Amazon - “This book has it all! Wonderful plot and story line.”

Amazon Customer - “I absolutely loved this book! It was one that I couldn't wait to get home and dive into every night.”
Books After Fifty… - “Hooked from the first sentence!!!”

4 STARS

Surprise, this exciting, steamy story is by a first-time author. All I have to say is "keep 'em coming."
Fighter is the enforcer for his MC club. He loves his brothers and his mother and sister. When that little sister Jiji shows up at the club with her friend Tish he is fighting mad at their condition. They have been beaten unmercifully. Their story has even worse news. Their stepfather is the culprit. His brothers guarantee they will back him to get MC justice.
Besides the beating, the guilt he feels for not knowing what his family was dealing with, Tish isn't the little girl crushing on him. She's all grown up and he wants her.
The story of their growing love, the danger, the loyalty of the club is well paced, characters you root for and a resolution readers will cheer.
There are more club brother's stories I want to read. You will, too.
Reviewed for Words Turn Me On.




3.5 STARS

Fighter is the enforcer for the Devils Wind MC. They pride themselves on protecting women so when his little sister and her best friend show up beaten and scared, he and his club go into action.

Tish has been in love with Jameson since she was an awkward 14-year-old. He’s the brother of her best friend and they haven’t seen each other in person since the day they met.

This is the first book by this author and it’s a good start. The bones of the story are good, the writing needs a little work, maybe a good editor. The author has great ideas but repeats herself often and unnecessarily. There are some steamy scenes and a good bit of drama. The book set the stage for book two and I’m interested to know what’s going to happen. 3.5 Stars.




4 STARS

This was a interesting story, you couldn't help but like the characters and cheer them on. On edge of your seat wondering what will happen next.

I liked Fighter, he is loyal, and loves the brotherhood. He is caring, and total alpha male. He cares dearly for his family, and the brotherhood who are like a second family. He is protective.

I liked Tish, she is caring, sassy and funny. She will do anything to protect those she calls family and love. She is a hard worker, but also cares dearly for her friends and will help anyone.

I liked this story, and can't wait for more.





Fighter is an Enforcer for the Devil’s Wind MC. His job is to take care of the prospects, make sure things run smoothly and kick some ass if it doesn’t. His life consists of his club, his bike, his brothers, and more than his fair share of pussy. The last thing he needs is his little sister and her best friend showing up at the clubhouse, ragged, beaten and looking to him to sort out their mess.
Tish and Jiji have been best friends since the day they met. When fate steps in and forces them to run for their lives, the safest place possible is with Jiji’s brother, Fighter. Fighter doesn’t do relationships but his sisters best friend is no longer the little girl he once knew. She’s all grown up and has him wanting to stake his claim. Tish has risked her life to save Jiji and now Fighter must return the favor. When their two worlds collide, The Devil’s Wind steps up to protect Tish and Jiji and Fighter has a decision to make before he loses Tish.





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What the fuck is Jiji doing here? Why would she come here now, bigger question why would she bring Tish. If they thought for one second they were going to take a walk on the wild side with some bikers they were seriously mistaken. I would paddle both their asses then send them on their way home. Cutting through the clubhouse I made it to the front door when Dukes called out to me. Veering to my left I walked up to the bar. Where you going in such a hurry he asked. Danko tipped his beer, to his mouth, swallowed then snickered “must be some new pussy he’s after.” When it didn’t get a rise out of me, or a smile, Danko’s face changed, “Hey bro whats up?” he asked “I dunno Danko”, “Murph called from the gate, he said Jiji and Tish are here.” Dukes looked confused. “Jiji your baby sister?” “Yeah man with her best friend Tish DeMarco”. “What’s up with that Fighter?” “I know you’ve warned her not to come around the club.” “I don’t know Dukes, but something ain’t right. Murph said I needed to get down there now.” Dukes lifted his chin, “Right behind you Fighter.” He dropped his beer on the bar, he and Danko flanked me as we walked out of the clubhouse. I saw Murph, our prospect checking cars at the gate. Parked in the lot next to our bikes was a green chevy nova. Heading that way I saw Jiji sitting in the passenger seat. Walking up to the window, I knocked, she turned her head. A smile broke over her face, she unlocked the door and jumped out. She threw her arms around me “Jameson she yelled” squeezing my waist crying into my leather. Murph came running over from the gate, “I told you Fighter, you needed to get down here” he said. Tish got out of the other side, slowly she came around the trunk of the car. Her face was in shadows until she rounded the car to stand by the open door. I heard Dukes drawn in a breath and Danko mutter “oh shit” then I saw Tish. Her face was beaten, one eye closed, blood still caked in her hair. She was holding her left arm close to her body like it hurt leaning against the car door for support. I put Jiji down “what the fuck happened Tish. She seemed to shrink even further into herself. “Woah girl, it’s ok, I’m not yelling at you, relax babe, I got you. She looked up a me, a single tear tracking down her battered face I passed Jiji off to Danko, moving slowly towards Tish, she backed up against the car door trying to hide behind it, she was scared out of her mind. “Shhh babe I’m not gonna hurt you I cooed!” “Me and the boys just want to get you inside so we can see what’s wrong.” She looked into my eyes for a second then asked “are we safe here”. “Jiji is hurt” “We need help” “Who did this to you Tish? Talk to me babe, what the fuck happened?”










D.D. Galvani was born and raised on Long Island, New York. She moved to Florida in 2002 and lives there today with her husband of 37 years. She has two children and one beloved grand daughter whom she spoils as much as she can. She is an avid reader and crafter and decided to put those two loves together and Swag by NaNa was born. After working around author’s for a few years, she asked a couple to look at a story she had written and was blown away that they liked it. They pushed her to finish it and her first novel Fighter’s Claim, an MC romance came to be. She writes strong alpha males and sassy intelligent women. Welcome to her world!






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Larissa is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
She’s the rising star of the Pussycat Angels, the hottest burlesque show in the French Quarter.
I’ll never forget the first time I saw her.
The curve of her breast outlined by sparkling rhinestones.
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I would do anything to save her…
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  “You’re so good.” Her voice is soft, and she traces her finger along the bandage before lifting her blue eyes to meet mine. “Thank you for buying me lunch. For saving me…” Without warning, she steps forward and wraps her arms around my waist, pressing her face against my chest, and I don’t hold back. She fits perfectly in my arms, and I inhale the sweet scent of her hair just before I press my lips to the top of her head. Her voice is muffled against my shirt. “It feels so safe here.” “Lara,” I whisper in her hair. “I want to keep you safe.” She pulls back, and I loosen my hold. But she doesn’t leave. She puts her hand against my cheek, lifting her chin as she rises higher on her toes. Hell if I make her work for it. Leaning forward, I capture her lips. They part, and our tongues meet, curling together as I hug her closer to me. She exhales a little noise, and her fingers thread in the sides of my hair. I trace a line with my lips to her ear. “I want you so much,” I whisper. She turns, searching for my mouth, and I kiss her. She fists my shirt in her hands, pulling it up and placing her palm against my bare stomach. I groan deeply, and my hands slide under her ass. I lift her against my chest, and her legs go around my waist. Our kisses are wildfire, fast-moving, lips pulling, hungry for something more. Something just within reach. She moving subtly against my waist, and the blood rushes downward. I’m hard and she’s riding me, stroking my erection with her crotch. “Lara,” I groan. Her lips still, and she holds my cheeks, looking into my eyes. “That night on the catwalk… The way you looked at me…” My brow collapses at the memory. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” “I only want you to see me.” Her lips are pink and swollen from my kisses. I lean forward and kiss her again, tasting her like she’s water in the desert. She exhales a little noise, and it’s a charge straight to my cock. I love her lips. I love her mouth. I want more. I want all of her. “Does your waist hurt?” She leans forward, running her nose along my jaw. “Nothing hurts. Everything is amazing.”

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Cover Reveal: Watching Mine by Alex Grayson


Title: Watching Mine
Series: Consumed Series 
Author: Alex Grayson
Genre: Erotic Romance 
Release Date: January 19, 2018 
Cover Designer: Cover Me Darling




My name is Nathan Reines… and I’m a voyeur. Yes, I like to watch people have sex. Witnessing the desire on their faces as they writhe in pleasure makes my blood hotter than the hottest flame. There’s nothing more erotic than seeing their bodies tighten and tremble as they balance on the edge of ecstasy. It makes my dick as hard as fucking steel.


I’ve never been tempted to have a lasting relationship with a woman—why get involved when watching from the sidelines is so fucking hot? But from the first time I watched the woman in the apartment across from mine, I knew she was different. She teases me with her soft touches and gentle caresses. She tempts me with her silent moans and sexy whimpers. She excites me, and makes me want more than I ever have before.
For two years, I refused to give in to my curiosity. That is, until fate took things in her own twisted hands. Now that I know what it’s like to experience Emberleigh in the flesh, there’s no damn way I could ever go back to simply watching.


“Hey, Nathan,” Tegan calls. I look over and find him looking behind me. “Isn’t that—” He stops midsentence, leans forward, causing Willow to lean with him, and squints. A big grin spreads across his face a second later, and his eyes flicker to me. “9B,” he finishes, then leans back in his chair.
My back straightens, and I whip my head around. My eyes tighten into slits as I look through the darkness of the room.
The place is packed with bodies. Some at tables, some standing around talking to others, some out on the dance floor. I look from one person to the next, seeking out the only person of interest to me.
It doesn’t take long before I find her. She’s out on the dance floor, facing me, with some guy standing behind her. His hands are on her hips as she slowly sways to the music. Her blonde hair is swept up high on her head. With her eyes closed, she’s resting her head back against the guy’s chest with her arms lifted and her hands tangled in his hair.
There’s about thirty feet separating us and it’s dark in the room, but I can still see the look of pleasure on her face. My dick, already at attention, grows thicker.
Someone steps in my line of sight, blocking her from view, and a growl leaves my lips. I’m just about to get up and knock the fucker away, when he moves.
Not bothering to tell the others I’m leaving, I get up and grab my beer to move closer. There’s a table at the edge of the dance floor that’s conveniently empty. I turn the chair around so it faces the dance floor and take a seat. There’s now only fifteen feet between us.
She’s wearing a black silky halter-type dress that hugs her tits, then turns loose and flows down the rest of her body. It stops midthigh, but with her arms raised, it barely covers her cunt. I have no doubt if she were to bend over, her ass would show. Her black sandals are high, and even in the dark, they sparkle from some type of glittery shit that’s all over them.
My eyes slowly rake down her body, taking in every inch of her. I’ve seen her completely bare, but never this close. Her naked body is a work of art, but seeing her this close, even clothed, is so much better.
When my gaze finally tracks back up to her face, my damn dick begs to be let loose. Her eyes are now open and she’s looking straight at me. She appears surprised, which makes me wonder if she remembers me from this morning on the street.
The shock is soon replaced with lust. Her tongue darts out to lick along her lips and her gaze turns hooded. My body responds to her blatant show of want. She doesn’t know me, but she still wants me from just a simple look.
She slowly lowers her arms, her nails dragging over the guy’s neck, then runs them down her sides. They skim along the outside of her tits, over his hands that are still on her hips, to the tops of her thighs. Her eyes stay connected with mine the whole time, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. The guy behind her pushes his hips forward, grinding into her ass. She bites her lip and presses herself back against him. When his lips land on the side of her neck, she tilts her head to the side, giving him better access.
My hand tightens around my beer.
Fuck me. This woman is a goddamn temptress and she knows just what to do to tempt my control.
I grab my dick and try in vain to make more room in my jeans. Her eyes widen when I move my hand away. I bring my beer to my lips and take a long pull. With a smirk, I sit back in my seat and enjoy the show.






Alex Grayson is the bestselling author of heart pounding, emotionally gripping contemporary romance including the Jaded Series, the Consumed Series, and two standalone novels. Her passion for books was reignited by a gift from her sister-in-law. After spending several years as a devoted reader and blogger, Alex decided to write and independently publish her first novel in 2014 (an endeavor that took a little longer than expected). The rest, as they say, is history.

Originally a southern girl, Alex now lives in Ohio with her husband, two children, two cats and dog. She loves the color blue, homemade lasagna, casually browsing real estate, and interacting with her readers. Visit her website, www.alexgraysonbooks.com, or find her on social media!




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