Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Witch's Bound by Ann Gimpel


Witch’s Bounty
The Witch Chronicles, Book 1
Ann Gimpel

Publisher: Taliesin

Release Date: 3/6/14

Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance

Word count: 63,000 words

A demon-stalking witch teams up with a Sidhe, but their combined power, never mind their love, may be too late to make a difference.

Book Description:

One of only three remaining demon-stalking witches, Colleen is almost the last of her kind. Along with her familiar, a changeling spirit, she was hoping for a few months of quiet, running a small magicians’ supply store in Fairbanks, Alaska. Peace isn't in the cards, though. Demons are raising hell in Seattle. She’s on her way out the door to help, when a Sidhe shows up and demands she accompany him to northern England to quell a demon uprising there.

Duncan swallowed uneasy feelings when the Sidhe foisted demon containment off onto the witches two hundred years before. He’s annoyed when the Sidhe leader sends him to haul a witch across the Atlantic to bail them out. Until he sees the witch in question. Colleen is unquestionably the most beautiful woman he’s ever laid eyes on. Strong and gutsy, too. When she refuses to come with him, because she’s needed in Seattle, he immediately offers his assistance. Anything to remain in her presence.

Colleen can’t believe how gorgeous the Sidhe is, but she doesn't have time for such nonsense. She, Jenna, and Roz are the only hedge Earth has against being overrun by Hell’s minions. Even with help from a powerful magic wielder like Duncan, the odds aren't good and the demons know it. Sensing victory is within their grasp, they close in for the kill.

I was given this book for an honest review.
Hmmmm. A very interesting story. It took a few to get all the history and characters in line and focus. Then it all fell together. 
An enchanting story full of witches, demons and other magical creatures.

It also is a survivor story, which also turns into a love story. It was well written and intriguing. It held onto to you. Wondering what is going to happen. 

It is full of twists and turns. The story does not give itself away. In the I mean, you cannot figure out what is going to happen.

I enjoyed the love, and sexual tension between the two main characters. It was steamy hot. Can they make their love work? 
Is it meant to be??

A very, very, good read.
Enjoy <3

…The bells around the shop door clanged a discordant riot of notes. “Crap!” Jenna shot to her feet. “I should have locked the damned door.”
“Back to cat form.” Colleen flicked her fingers at Bubba, who shrank obligingly and slithered out of clothing, which puddled around him. She snatched up his shirt and pants and dropped them back into the canister.
“I say,” a strongly accented male voice called out. “Is anyone here?”
“I’ll take care of the Brit,” Colleen mouthed. “Take Bubba to the basement and practice.”
She got to her feet and stepped past the curtain. “Yes?” She gazed around the dimly lit store for their customer.
A tall, powerfully built man, wearing dark slacks and a dark turtleneck, strode toward her, a woolen greatcoat slung over one arm. His white-blond hair was drawn back into a queue. Arresting facial bones—sculpted cheeks, strong jaw, high forehead—captured her attention and stole her breath. He was quite possibly the most gorgeous man she’d ever laid eyes on. Discerning green eyes zeroed in on her face, caught her gaze, and held it. Magic danced around him in a numinous shroud. Strong magic.
What was he?
And then she knew. Daoine Sidhe. The man had to be Sidhe royalty. No wonder he was so stunning it almost hurt to look at him.
Colleen held her ground. She placed her feet shoulder width apart and crossed her arms over her chest. “What can I help you with?”
“Colleen Kelly?”
Okay, so he knows who I am. Doesn’t mean a thing. He’s Sidhe. Could have plucked my name right out of my head. “That would be me. How can I help you?” she repeated, burying a desire to lick nervously at her lips.
“Time is short. I’ve been hunting you for a while now. Come closer, witch. We need to talk.”
Duncan Regis eyed the grim-faced woman standing in front of him. She was quite striking with such stunning bone structure—high cheekbones, square jaw—she could have been a runway model. Her unwavering pale blue eyes held his gaze. Dressed in brown wool slacks, a multicolored sweater, and scuffed leather boots, she had auburn curls that cascaded to waist level. A scattering of freckles coated her upturned nose. Her lips would have been full if they weren’t pursed into a hard line.
He knew he was staring, but couldn’t help himself. Colleen was tall for a woman, close to six feet, with well-defined shoulders, generous breasts, and a slender waist that flared to trim hips. He smelled her apprehension and was pleased she was able to cloak it so well with the defiant angle of her chin and the challenge in her icy stare.
Despite his earlier command, she didn’t move. Annoyance coiled in his gut. He could summon magic and force her, but he wanted—no, make that needed—her cooperation. Compulsion spells had a way of engendering lingering resentments. He smiled, but it felt fake so he gave it up. “I like women with spirit, but I’m used to being obeyed.”
She frowned and tilted her chin another notch. “I’ll just bet you are. I’m not coming one angstrom closer until you tell me why a Sidhe is hunting for me.”
Surprise registered. He tried to mask it, just like he’d attempted to disguise himself in a human glamour. Duncan tamped down a wry grin, wondering if his second ploy had worked any better than his first.
“Not really.” She tapped one booted toe. “I read minds. You’ll have to do a better job warding yours, if you want to keep me out.” Colleen exhaled briskly. “Look. Maybe it would be easier if you just told me why you’re here. I’m sort of busy just now and I don’t have a bunch of time to spar with you.”
“You don’t have any choice.”
“Oh yes I do.” Anger wafted from her in thick clouds. Along with it a spicy, rose scent, tinged with jasmine, tickled his nostrils and did disconcerting things to his nether regions. He resisted an urge to rearrange his suddenly erect cock. Colleen unfolded her arms, extended one, and pointed toward the door. “Out. Now.”
“You’re making a terrible mistake—”
“Maybe so, but this is my turf. If you force me with your magic, you’ll have broken the rules that bind your kind—and the covenant amongst magic-wielders.”
Duncan’s temper kindled, but it didn’t dampen the lust seeping along his nerve endings. Rules be damned. He could flatten this persnickety witch, or better yet, weave a love spell and bind her to him that way. Maybe he should do just that and have done with things. He clasped his hands behind him to quash the temptation to call magic. The movement stretched his trousers across his erection, making it obvious if she chose to look down.
Something dark streaked from the back of the shop and planted itself in front of him, hissing and spitting. Gaia’s tits. A cat. He stared at it. Hmph. Maybe not a cat after all. Duncan reached outward with a tendril of magic. Before it reached the creature, Colleen bent and scooped it into her arms. The not-a-cat wriggled and hissed, but she held fast.
“Leave him alone,” she said through clenched teeth. “He’s mine.”
Duncan narrowed his eyes. “Damn if it isn’t a changeling. How’d he end up with you?”
Her foot tapped the scarred wooden floor again, its beat so regular it could have been a metronome. “I asked you a whole lot of questions.” She took a step backward. “But the only one I want to know the answer to is—”
“What the fuck are you doing?” Jenna wavered into view, having teleported in from somewhere. Her gaze landed on the cat. “Thank Christ! For a minute there I thought the little bastard got away from me.”
“Jenna,” Colleen snapped. “The Sidhe have deigned to call.”
The other woman whipped around and stared at Duncan. He stared back. What was it with these witches? Had they taken some sort of potion to supersize themselves? She made Colleen look positively petite. Jenna sidled closer to Colleen; part of her height came from high heels, but she was still an imposing woman. “What does he want?” she growled.
Duncan cleared his throat. “I’m right here. You can ask me.”
“Fine.” Jenna put her hands on her hips. “What are you doing here?”
“How do you know I want anything?” he countered, trying to buy time to figure out what to do now. He hadn’t counted on two witches, and a changeling.
“Because if you didn’t, Colleen would have shooed you out of here by now. You really do need to leave. We’re busy.”
He snorted. “Yes. Colleen made that abundantly clear.” He looked from one witch to the other. At least his erection was fading a bit. Crowds always had a dampening effect on his libido. Many other Sidhe thrived on group sex, but he’d never appreciated its appeal.
“Either tell us what you want right now,” Colleen moved toward him, cat still in her arms, “or leave. I’m going to count to three—”
“Maeve’s teeth, witch! We’re on the same side.”
“Generally speaking,” Jenna joined Colleen about three feet away from him, “that’s probably true, but the Sidhe have never helped us.”
Colleen quirked a brow. “No, they haven’t.” Her eyes narrowed. “And I have this prescient feeling that Sidhe-boy here is about to ask for a pretty big favor.”
“Sidhe-boy?” The dregs of his lust scattered; he crimped his hands into fists. “Show some respect.”
“You’re not respecting me,” Colleen said. “I’ve asked you to leave—twice. No, make that three times.” The not-a-cat finally twisted free. He skimmed over the distance to Duncan and buried his claws in his leg.
“Why you changeling bastard!” Duncan shook his leg. The thing didn’t even budge. He bent, curled his hands around the furred body, and tugged. The thing bit him. Anger flashed. Magic followed. The changeling howled and fell into a heap on the floor.
“Goddammit!” Colleen shrieked. “He was just trying to protect me. If you’ve killed him…”
“I didn’t. He’s only stunned.” Duncan rubbed his ankle, glanced at the puncture wounds on his hand, and directed healing magic to both places.
Colleen sprang forward and gathered the creature into her arms. Duncan felt her magic quest into its small body. She blew out an audible breath. Cradled against her, shrouded by her long hair, the changeling mewled softly.
Duncan shook his head. He’d hoped to be subtle, accommodating, encouraging, so the witch would at least hear him out with an open mind. The time for that was long past. “All right.” He spread his hands in front of him. The flesh wounds on the one were already nearly closed. “I’m here because we’ve had problems with Irichna demons—”
“Christ on a fucking crutch,” Jenna cut in. “Seems like they’re on everyone’s mind these days. We were just—”
Colleen rounded on her. “Shut up!”
“Oops. Sorry.” Jenna held out her arms for the changeling. “I’ll just take him and—”
“No.” Colleen’s voice was more like a growl. “You’ll stay right here.” She placed the changeling in the other witch’s arms and turned to face Duncan. “I know you’re Sidhe, but who are you?”
“Duncan Regis.” He held out a hand. She ignored it, so he let it drop to his side.
“Regis, Regis,” she mumbled, her eyes narrowed in thought. “Ruling class from somewhere in Scotland.”
He nodded, impressed. “Northern England, at the moment, but the border has moved around a bit over the years. I do lay claim to Scottish roots. I didn’t know witches studied our family lines.”
“Witches don’t, but I did.”
“Any particular reason?” He was almost sorry he’d asked. She had strong feelings about the Sidhe, and he was about to find out why.
The changeling yowled, obviously recovered from his semi-comatose state. Jenna cursed and set him down. “Damn it! He scratched me.”
Duncan thought about saying something cheery, like welcome to the club, but bit back the words.
Colleen rolled her eyes. “He wants to talk. There’ll be no peace until he shifts.” She flicked magic toward the creature winding itself between her booted feet. The air shimmered and a rather large gnome took form.
He rocked toward Duncan with a bow-legged gait that made him look like a drunken sailor; his open mouth displayed squared off teeth. “I’ll tell you why she knows about you.” The changeling drew himself to his full height of about three-and-a-half feet. “She came to the Old Country looking for help during the last demon war. You Sidhe were too high and mighty to get your hands dirty, so she had to settle for me.”
Colleen snickered. “Not exactly the way I might have described it, but close enough. Hey, Bubba! Get some clothes on.”
“Later,” the changeling snapped without looking at her.
“Which of us did you approach?” Duncan made the question casual. Whoever turned Colleen down had broken the covenant binding magic-wielders to come to one another’s aid in times of need. He wondered if she knew.
“Of course I do.” She sneered. “Your thoughts are as transparent as a child’s. Even Bubba here,” she pointed to the changeling, “does a better job masking his feelings when he puts his mind to it.”
“Thanks.” The changeling glowered at her before transferring his attention back to Duncan.
“What kind of name is Bubba?” Duncan linked to the changeling, and was surprised by the complexity of his thoughts. Maybe the witches had been a good influence.
“You didn’t have to just push your way in.” The changeling screwed up his seamed face in disgust, but didn’t draw back. “My true name is Niall Eoghan.”
“Clothes,” Colleen reminded him.
Bubba made a face at her, turned, and walked behind one of the display cases. When he emerged, he wore wide-bottomed green trousers and a black shirt.
“Irish.” Puzzle pieces clicked into place and Duncan transferred his attention back to Colleen. “You never did tell me who you’d asked for help. It appears they not only turned you down, but chased you across the Irish Sea.”
“We left voluntarily,” Jenna said.
Colleen’s lips twisted in distaste. Whatever she remembered apparently didn’t sit well. “We spoke with two Sidhe at Inverlochy Castle outside Inverness. They refused to give us their names, but said they were princes over your people. They heard us out and sent us packing. Gave us twenty-four hours to leave Scottish soil.”
“I was all for staying,” Jenna chimed in. “After all, we had passports.”
“Was it just the two of you?” Duncan asked.
“Roz was with us,” Colleen said.
Understanding washed through him. “Three. You brought three to maximize your power.”
Colleen’s full mouth split into a chilly smile. “We were under attack by the Irichna. Would you have done any less?”
“Probably not. So after we, that is, the Sidhe—”
“We worked fine,” Bubba said flatly. “Unless you’ve decided to renounce your heritage.”
Duncan traded pointed looks with the changeling. “Speaking of magic, you’re stronger than any changeling I’ve ever come across.”
“That’s because you’re used to our feeble Scottish cousins. They were stronger before you stripped their magic and diverted it for your own purposes.”
“Enough.” Colleen snapped her fingers. “Or I’ll change you back into a cat. We don’t need a history lesson just now.” She shook her hair back over her shoulders. The movement strained her sweater tighter across her breasts. Duncan dragged his gaze elsewhere.
“About the Irichna—” he began.
“We can’t help you,” Colleen said flatly.
“Why not? We’d pay you well.”
“It’s not a matter of money, although I’m not sure you could afford us.”
“We have an, um, previous engagement,” Jenna offered.
“Whoever it is, we need you more than they do.” He looked from one witch to the other.
Colleen dropped her gaze and rubbed the bridge of her nose between her thumb and index fingers. When she looked up, the skin around her eyes was pinched with worry. “I’m not sure it’s a matter of who needs whom more.” She speared him with her pale blue gaze. “Do the Sidhe know why the demons are so much more active here of late?”
He debated how much to tell her. Given her ability to burrow inside his head, it was unlikely he’d be able to hide much. If he told her everything, though, it might piss her off. Hell’s bells, it annoyed the crap out of him. “Not exactly.”
Her nostrils flared. “You can do better than that. If you can’t, the door is behind you.” She folded her arms beneath her breasts. “Talk now or leave now. It’s all the same to me.”

About the Author:

Ann Gimpel is a mountaineer at heart. Recently retired from a long career as a psychologist, she remembers many hours at her desk where her body may have been stuck inside four walls, but her soul was planning yet one more trip to the backcountry. Around the turn of the last century (that would be 2000, not 1900!), she managed to finagle moving to the Eastern Sierra, a mecca for those in love with the mountains. It was during long backcountry treks that Ann’s writing evolved. Unlike some who see the backcountry as an excuse to drag friends and relatives along, Ann prefers solitude. Stories always ran around in her head on those journeys, sometimes as a hedge against abject terror when challenging conditions made her fear for her life, sometimes for company. Eventually, she returned from a trip and sat down at the computer. Three months later, a five hundred page novel emerged. Oh, it wasn’t very good, but it was a beginning. And, she learned a lot between writing that novel and its sequel.

Around that time, a friend of hers suggested she try her hand at short stories. It didn’t take long before that first story found its way into print and they’ve been accepted pretty regularly since then. One of Ann’s passions has always been ecology, so her tales often have a green twist.

In addition to writing, Ann enjoys wilderness photography. She lugs pounds of camera equipment in her backpack to distant locales every year. A standing joke is that over ten percent of her pack weight is camera gear which means someone else has to carry the food! That someone is her husband. They’ve shared a life together for a very long time. Children, grandchildren and three wolf hybrids round out their family.

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Wildwood Spring by Allison Merritt

When Celia Landry and Turner Wildwood face their fears, they'll find the path to love.

No one goes to Wildwood Manor—a hulking stone house on a hill outside town. Legend has it crazy old man Wildwood owes his life to the magical water of the spring at the back of the property. Celia Landry needs that water to save her mother, and she'll brave anything to get it.

Turner Wildwood, the son of the house's eccentric builder, is growing as reclusive as his father. When Celia turns up at his door, he's drawn by her beauty and bravery. Wary of strangers, he doesn't reveal his identity, but agrees to her request. When she returns to Wildwood in wake of personal tragedy, he's waiting there with a stunning change in his heart. He knows he should tell her the truth, but he doesn't want to ruin their budding friendship.

Celia's curiosity leads her to part of the frightening answers hidden behind Wildwood's doors, but her own troubled past may lead Turner into danger neither of them suspected.

I was given this book for and honest review.

This book is phenomenal. It's a classic retold and done beautifully. This book is Beauty and The Beast for grown ups! I absolutely loved reading this story and could not put it down, at least not willingly. I found the imagery magical and could picture each scene as I read. The characters were sweet and fun, making me easily fall in love with them. I enjoyed this book so much I see myself re-reading it over and over again. Personally I loved Beauty and The Beast and it has always been my favorite, so naturally this book called to me. I think all fairy tale and Disney lovers should read this story and really any other readers as well!!!

5 stars overall
3 stars for steaminess

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Monday, April 28, 2014

Dressed In White by Jessica Gibson

Lorelei Peters had everything she had ever dreamed of. Amazing friends, a sexy boyfriend, and a job that she absolutely loved. 

Dillon Brockwell was all she had ever wanted. Handsome, successful, and he loved her as much as she loved him. Life was going along the way it was supposed to, until someone from Dillon’s past shows up and shatters everything to pieces. 

Can Lorelei and Dillon get through all the craziness and make it down the aisle? Or will lies of omission be enough to derail them forever.

I was given this book for an honest review.
This is a really quick, love story read.  I enjoyed that I could sit down in  a few hours and read this book.  The author made the story believable, which sometimes is very hard to do.  Loved how she wrote the story and her descriptive words over the wedding was awesome.  I loved the drama that played out, but at some points it did feel too lovey dovey.  Some things should just be a little harder to get over, but that is just me.  The secondary characters, Dillion and lor's siblings were great.  They are going to have a great story to tell.  Roxi, lor's bff, great person, she is definetly someone you want in your corner.  Estella, the former of Dillion's, evil person, but what would it be without any drama.  Like I said before the book is great, just some parts didn't seem believable at times and I think she could have added a little more drama to all of it.

Lor has been with Dillion for four years now, she's hoping he will propose, which he does, but surprisingly he shouldn't have, because well he's already married.  Estella turns up and makes a mess of the world Lor and Dillion is in.  With the twists and turns of everything, we are not even sure if they will have their happily ever after.  Will Lor take Dillion back, or is it too much?  Are there more secrets that they don't know about?  Will love survive or will there be no happily ever after?  Well I have to tell you, read the book.

I definetly like this book and I can't wait to hear the rest of kayla's and Dane's story.  Hope I am not waiting to long.

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Elixir Bound by Katie L. Carroll

Katora Kase is next in line to take over as guardian to a secret and powerful healing Elixir. Now she must journey into the wilds of Faway Forest to find the ingredient that gives the Elixir its potency. Even though she has her sister and brother, an old family friend, and the handsome son of a mapmaker as companions, she feels alone. It is her decision alone whether or not to bind herself to the Elixir to serve and protect it until it chooses a new guardian. The forest hosts many dangers, including wicked beings that will stop at nothing to gain power, but the biggest danger Katora may face is whether or not to open up her heart to love.

I was given this book for an honest review.

A good adventure book. I found this book somewhat complex and immature for lack of a better word. Not in the writing, but in the characters' personality traits. Throughout the book Katora is trying to prove she is the leader, but goes about it like a child, with petulant temper tantrums and all around whining at times. If nothing else it provided a path for her to travel as she became a leader in every sense of the word. It is a journey of self discovery and finding the courage and strength to follow your heart instead of your head. The small, innocent twist of young love was a nice addition and brought a little sweetness to the victory. The author did a good job with her words and descriptions, easily painting a picture within the pages and between the lines. Overall I enjoyed this book and read it relatively quickly.

4 stars overall

2 stars for steaminess

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Friday, April 18, 2014

Her Cowboy Casanova by Kate McGuinness

Title: Her Cowboy Casanova
Series: Virginia Bred: Book One
Author: Kate McGuinness

  Dylan Jacobson has had every girl he has ever wanted for as long as he can remember. Growing up in the small town of Peppersville, VA, and the only child of one of the most influential families in the area, he is a star to everyone he knows. Now that he is building the life that he has always wanted, surrounded by family and friends, he realizes only one thing is missing. 

    That is until Lorrie Cambridge drives into town. After the recent death of her mother due to cancer, she decides to find out who she is without her loved ones by her side. With her car packed and a map at hand, she sets her sights on her ultimate goal, a new life for herself in a new home. Only her plans don't include a man and all the temptations they provide, even if they are sexy and irresistible. Will the change of scenery and a new start at life be enough to open her heart to the possibilities? Or will Mother Nature intervene and steal their only hope of true happiness?
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Kate McGuinness is a crazy klutz who lives with her character of a husband, who is always pulling her leg, and two fearless children, who strive to crack her sanity each day. She has always lived in the same town, but dreams of picking up and starting a new adventure somewhere different. While she waits for the pieces to fall into place, she lets her mind take her to places with her characters by her side. At the moment she has too many of them fighting to be heard, and cannot wait to begin each new journey of exploration. Some are tame while others have her worried she will be stepping into a world she never dreamed of entering. As always she is grateful and forever in your debt for your love and support during this exciting time in her life.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The Tempering by Adrianne James

The Mythology department at prestigious Harvard University is tiny—and Mackenzie Duncan has just been selected as one of the lucky few. Her love for myths and legends is strong, but she never thought any of it could be real. 

After being attacked by a large wolf while walking home alone, Mackenzie realizes something is not right. She heals quickly, is suddenly super strong, and is experiencing mood swings that can't possibly be normal. The myths she's studying aren't myths at all. Werewolves are real and she's one of them. Fear of what she is, and who she might hurt sends Mackenzie running from the life she’s worked hard to build–and straight into the arms of a handsome Were named Geoff and into the home of his pack. Living with her new pack takes the edge off her confusion and self-loathing, but the arrival of new pack members changes the dynamic, and tests Geoff and Mackenzie’s growing relationship. 

The hardest part of being a werewolf is having no control and no memory of her time as a blood thirsty beast. When a moon cycle passes and she actually remembers bits and pieces of the night, she starts to ask questions, and the more questions she asks, the more she realizes she doesn't like the answers. Can she set aside her own sense of morals to belong to a pack that is like a family or will she leave everything behind yet again in search of a life she can be proud of?
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So I take a break from my romance novels and jump into this werewolf book.  OMG, what a welcome surprise.  I thought it was going to be a book that I would read and well forget.  I was totally thrown.  The characters, absolutely great.  Even though I would think Mackenzie is the main character, everyone has a role to play in this book.  There is power, love, and suspense in the book that makes it that good.  I like how it is not one of those frilly books and that you can actually get into it and want to read it.  The scenes are really good, I could imagine everything the way it was and that always makes a big difference.  Her writing is incredible.  YOu can tell she took a lot of time and thought about it.  I don't like that I need to wait for the next book, but that is my fault because I truly loved this story.  Lets not forget in all supernatural books we must have a love triangle

Mackenzie is a normal student, going to school at Harvard.  All of that changes after a dark walk in a park, when a wolf bites her. After  not know what to do, she drops out of school and makes her way to a bed and breakfast.  She meets Geoff, Margaret,and Anilise.  After she turns they realize that she is a werewolf and brings her back to her pack.  This is where it all picks up, I'm not one for spoilers so let me tell you the drama is there.  There is so much backstabbing, love twists, and secrets that you have to read the book and find out what happens, because the next book is going to be epic.

First time reading this author and I love her.  I will continue to read her books and cant wait for the next one to come out.  

Monday, April 14, 2014

Strapped by Nina G. Jones

Title: Strapped (Strapped Series) Released: 8/1/2013 Genre: Erotica/Suspense



By all appearances, Shyla Ball has an enviable life: a loyal boyfriend, a great job, and family that loves her. She doesn't realize how deeply unsatisfied she is until she has an embarrassing encounter with a handsome stranger at a coffee shop. Taylor Holden, a successful businessman, takes a sudden special interest in her and offers her a job she cannot refuse. Soon after, she learns there is much more to this intensely private man than meets the eye. He is hiding many painful secrets, including why it is that he has seemingly plucked her out of obscurity for such a lucrative position. Her "perfect" world is turned upside down by her infatuation towards Taylor and in just a couple of months, her life looks nothing like it did before. While she is frightened by the changes she sees in herself, she cannot resist the lure of Taylor Holden. As Shyla slowly gains Taylor's trust, she learns of his complex history and how it has molded him into the person he has become. When elements of Taylor's secret past resurface and threaten to destroy them, Shyla finds out there may be more to Taylor's story than even he is aware of. Strapped is a story of passion, manipulation, obsession, and family secrets.
Review by Elizabeth
I was given this book for an honest review.
I love reading new authors and let me tell you this is a great story.  Its a cliffhanger, but omg it is so worth it.  The characters superb. The whole cast and story is so good I couldn't put it down.  From the coffee shop, to Taylors house, to the darkroom.  You could imagine it all.  She is very creative on how she let's each part of the story unfold.  I think that was the best part of it.

Shy is a freelance designer, one eventful coffee shop encounter changes her whole world.  Taylor, the CEO of h.I.  is enchanted by her, which leads to a whirlwind romance.  There are many secrets that Taylor has that he can't tell.  Being strong and powerful comes with its own struggles.  With so many secrets you know drama is going to occur.  Just know you will not be disappointed.

Absolutely love this book and I truly can't wait for the next book to come out.

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"I have a mask just like the one that Taylor wears. It allows you to walk the earth pretending you are like all the others. I had worn it for so long and so well, I had almost forgotten. When we bumped into each other that first day, he recognized it. He could see right through the flimsy veneer. And so, we measured each other, tried to see if they other recognized our darkness. Bit by bit, we chipped away at each other's facade. Then this dance, this masquerade culminated today. When someone has the whole picture of who you are, it it a powerful weapon that can be used against you. You spend your life guarding the darkness until someone comes along who makes it no longer possible. The exposure is maddening and exhilarating all at once."
_You didn't think I was going to just

Author Bio:

Nina G. Jones was born and raised in Bronx, NY and currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two crazy Boxers.
She is the author of the Strapped series, and is currently working on a novella, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel, slated to be released in Spring 2014.
Nina lives a pretty wholesome life, but is fascinated with the dark side of things. She loves watching true crime TV shows and it creeps her husband out to no end. Nina has a degree in Psychology and uses her characters as a vehicle to explore the human psyche.
She also totally gets it if you want to throw your Kindle at her when you reach the end of Strapped, but let her know so she has a chance to duck.

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Sunday, April 13, 2014

Wanting Reed by Antoinette Candela

“Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to.”

How do you live with yourself when you are the reason you lost the one thing that meant the most to you.

Timing is everything and for Reed, he can never seem to catch a break. When Reed returns to Boston to redeem himself he finds that Elle has already moved on, building a new life, a new beginning. He needs her to know that he meant every word before he left, that he never meant to leave her. Will he ever get that chance to tell her?

How do you love again when the one person who made you feel like you were his whole world left you with a broken heart? Hoping that life and new friends could keep her memories and feelings for Reed at bay, Elle chases life and all that it has to offer until she is confronted with heartbreak again.

Is time and space enough to get past losing your once in a lifetime or will Elle be always Wanting Reed?
By Elizabeth
I was given this book for an honest review.
  I was really excited to find out what happens with Reed and Elle.  The author takes a turn and tells how Elle is trying to get her life back together which I think is good, but it is frustrating because Reed is in town but they still haven't met up in the first ten chapters.  Life seems to be getting better for Elle, but for Reed he is frustrated.  The author starts Reed off, going to college, getting ready for tryouts, and trying to figure out if he can win Elle back.  In the first quarter of the book I really enjoy Reed's POV better than Elle's, because you can tell Elle still doesn't know what she wants, but Reed has a plan.  This is a book of second chances and honestly I loved this book so much more than Breaking Elle.  Reading the last two thirds of this book really picked up.  There is so much drama in this book and still many secrets still there that need to be found out which makes it that more enticing.  Love is a tricky thing and Reed and Elle prove over and over again that it can be so worth it.  With adding Luke, good ole Tyler, Cane, Jace, and a bunch of secondary characters its a cluster of what is going to happen next and who is in trouble this time.  The epilogue,  I would have to say it was perfect, to still see insecurities, even though they have been through so much makes it real, and I truly like real books.  This book of the series did not drag like the first one and it really kept you wanting more, and that is what I liked.  

On the second book of this series, Reed decides that he needs to go back and make things with Elle.  Elle is trying to regain some composure in her life, but with all honesty she is failing.  She is trying to live, but she misses Reed immensly.  As Reed comes back into the picture.  Tyler has now moved in for the opening and well, it made sense.  With that complication Reed has to figure out how to win his girl back.  With the lingering debt still in his future, his love for Elle, and his mom with her cancer coming back, his plate is full, oh and don't forget his football career that he is trying to pursue.  What is a boy gonna do?  He's gonna fight for everything that he wants.  There is still so much drama that it will keep you intriguged until you finish the book.  

I absolutely loved this book and not only was the storyline great, it had my favorite sports teams in it.  New England Patriots and the Dallas Cowboys.  How can you go wrong.  You can't.  Read this book, this is one of these books that you will have a hangover for a few days and it will be well worth it.

"Best view ever.” I spin around in the direction of his smooth voice and immediately soak him in. He’s leaning against the doorjamb with one leg crossed over the other and holding his arms behind his back, looking as impeccable as ever. His shaggy brown hair is just the right length, resting at the nape of his neck, just enough for me to pull.  He's wearing a pair of deep blue warm-up pants that hang loosely on his narrow hips and a matching blue jacket unzipped at the neck with a tight, white T-shirt peeking underneath.  Reed has become more toned and defined with all the training he's been doing for NFL tryouts. I am definitely reaping the benefits of that right now. A smirk crosses his face as his piercing blue eyes scan every inch of my scantily clad body.  I know all too well what's on his mind.  His sensual eyes remain on me as he strolls toward me and pulls out a box from behind his back.
“For you." He winks, kissing me hungrily on the lips. He smells freshly showered and spicy and tastes like minty like his toothpaste.

I squint my eyes at him, taking the plain white box with a big red bow and ribbon from his hands.  After agreeing for him to pick out my Halloween costume, he's been like a little boy at a candy store.  I catch the smirk on his lips and the glimmer in his eye when I hold it in front of me.  

"What’s wrong?" He asks with a laugh.

"I'm just worried about what’s in this box."

“Don't be. Trust me.  You’ll love it as much as I do."

“Well, isn’t that reassuring?" I grin, poking him in his chest.

“No need to worry. You're going to look delicious."  The corners of his mouth turn up wickedly. "You're with me and only me."

"Oh, aren't we being a little possessive?"

“Maybe a little.” He looks down at me and plays with strands of my hair. "Speaking of a little, I need a lot. Right now,” he says, grabbing me by the waist. “Trick or Treat?” He winks.

“That all depends on what's in this mysterious white box,” I reply with a quirked eyebrow as I set the box down on the dresser. Closing the space between us, he groans in satisfaction when I rub my body against his.

“Don't worry about what's in there.  I need something sweet,” he growls, running his lips down my neck as he gently backs me up toward the bed.

"First, I get to choose what you’re going to be for Halloween." I give him a beguiling smile as I eye him up and down, imagining him in a snug-fitting gray and blue uniform. "Cop."

"Cop?" he replies, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I’ve always had a thing for men in uniform,” I whimper, placing my palms flat on his chest and sliding them down to the waist of his pants. "I have this fantasy of you frisking me and cuffing me to the bed."
“Oh fuck I'm loving this fantasy of yours," he moans. Grabbing my ass, he tightly presses me against his heat. "I can definitely make that come true for you.”
"What the charge, Officer Reed?"
"Concealed weapon and indecent exposure,” he growls into my ear as he lifts me and throws me onto the bed.  I glance at the clock and up at him as he slips off his clothes and crawls over me.  "Or should I say decent exposure?" he rasps as he deftly unclasps my bra, palming one breast while he puts his soft lips on the other.  
“Oh... baby. Do you think we have enough time?” I gasp, trying to finish my thought, but it’s futile.
"Don't worry about Tommy and Juju. They’re adults.  I’m not rushing anything right now. I want to practice, get into character. I'm going to be one bad cop, baby," he says with a grin playing across his lips.
"Are you going to book me?" I murmur innocently as his tongue skims over my lips.  
"I want to fuck you instead.  Is that all right with you?" He grins as he spreads my legs with his body, cradling himself between my thighs.
Staring into his eyes makes me want to fulfill his every desire. I will not deny him.
"Yes.” I pant. “Yes.”  My hands instinctively fist in his hair and I pull.  
"I think they call that assaulting a police officer. He says in a gravelly voice. "You can do some hard time for that."
"Hard, huh?"  I bite his lower lip, grinding my hips against his erection. "Throw the book at me, officer."
"I am doll,” he says through a smile, as he lowers his mouth around my aching nipples. He sucks and bites on one and then the other. I close my eyes, devoured by a sea of pleasure that only he can give me. "You like how that feels?”
“Yes, baby." My gasp. "Please... Reed…if you don't put your cock inside me right now, I'm going to die."
“I need to taste you first."
The mere sound of his words make me heady and causes my body to go into a frenzy. Oh, god. His declaration unleashes a torrent of need in me. My body can't wait any longer.  My next words come out in a breathy whisper.
"Whatever you want. My body is your temple."
"Good."  He smiles salaciously, trailing his hand down the length of my body. "I fucking want you so damn bad."
He blazes kisses down my body and then his wet, hot mouth devours my clit.  He circles his tongue around my folds while his fingers move in and out of me. "Fuck, you're so wet." he moans in ecstasy.  I place my hands on his head, guiding his mouth over me.  His indulgence  pushes me to the edge.  Lifting his mouth off me, he plunges his fingers deep inside me and rubs my nub with his thumb while he kisses my stomach. He moves back down, replacing his fingers with his mouth.  I can barely speak as his tongue fiercely laps over my clit again and again, increasing the friction with every stroke. There is no other feeling like it, and I scream in elation. I feel the vibration of his mouth as he groans against me while I come.  After a few minutes, he kisses his way back up to my mouth as I fist his hair in my hands and tug.
"Baby, please, I want you inside me. I want more."
He smiles and continues kissing me and ignoring my pleas. His hard cock rubs against my stomach, clearly exhibiting how much he needs me.  I need him. I lower my hand and start to stroke him, but he pulls my hands away and holds them above my head. There is nothing I can do as his cock twitches against me. I love feeling completely vulnerable with Reed.
"Believe me, baby, I'm going to give you all of me," he moans, sliding his cock across my sensitive skin.  My heart beats feverishly in my chest when I feel him enter me. My hips impulsively rock back and forth against the heat of him.  He moves up and down, allowing me to feel every inch of him thrusting deeper inside me.  
He takes one of his hands and moves my head to the side, deftly pulling my hair to kiss me and sighing into my mouth. "You feel so fucking good." His voice is filled with lust as he keeps his precise, focused rhythm, plunging inside me as I tighten around him. I mewl when he pounds deeper and harder into me, digging my nails into his shoulders as I rock my hips against him forcefully. "Does it feel good, doll?  I want to hear you say it, baby. Tell me,” he whispers into my ear. “Tell me you want me to make you come again."
"Make me come," I moan. “Please, Reed."  Every muscle in my body instantly tightens as I stare into his eyes.  My heart is pounding, and I fist his hair in my hands as he works me so good.  Pressing my legs against him as hard as I can, the orgasm rips through my body recklessly, consuming every bit of me like only he could allow.  He pants hard and continues to thrust and pound until moments later I feel him release his warmth inside me.  A groan escapes his mouth as he presses his powerful body on top of mine. He finds my lips and gently collapses next to me where we lie quietly for a couple of minutes; the only sound is our labored breathing.
"Can we try something new next time?" I finally break the silence, pushing the hair away from his eyes and pulling him closer to me so that I can reach up and kiss him again.
“Sure," he replies, kissing my shoulder.  “Whatever you want."  I close my eyes as he caresses me in all the right places.  I never realized how much my body yearns and craves his touch until tonight.
“Cuffs," I say, opening my eyes.  The guarded, dark look in his eyes sends a shiver through me. It thrills and frightens me at the same time.  I want it that way. The pleasure and pain.  
“Oh...shit. I like the sound of that,” he growls. "I'm going to use you, worship you and love you. Please, let me make you mine,” he whispers into my ear. “You trust me, baby?"
"I trust you." For some reason with everything we've been through, trusting him comes so naturally.


Review by Elizabeth
I was given this book for an honest review.
This is the first book of the series, and I must say it is a great start.  I love that characters in the book and the descriptions of what is going on is very good.  This book is very intense in some parts, the characters have very dominating characteristics and makes the book much more intense.  I like how it goes back and forth in Elle's and Reed's POV.  You get to feel how they are feeling all the way through the book.  Now why I couldn't give it four stars is because sometimes it feels a little too lengthy, and says the same thing over and over again.  Having three guys that are "totally in love with Elle" is a little extreme too.  And the cheating, not full blown, but enough to be considered to be cheating is overboard. If you say your in love with one person, why would you be kissing your best friend the next, saying we can only be friends.  Elle sometimes feels a little wishy washy for my tastes also, she is to be strong, and at times she really is, but then thats gone and well she struggles throughout the book.  The book really started picking up half way through and I think that was the best part of it.  So many secrets are there, and well I think this is going to cause most of the problems going into the next book.  I like how the book was left and that you are ready to read the next book because you want to see what happens.  Will Elle and Reed make it?  Will Elle take Cane back? Or will Tyler finally get his happily ever after?  Will Elle get what she wants?  There is so much angst in this book, some great memories, tons of secrets, and love squares all the way through that it is definetly a great book to read.  I can't wait to start the next book.

Antoinette Candela was born and raised in Upstate New York and is an avid New York Yankees and Dallas Cowboys fan. She moved to Boston in her twenties and attended Northeastern University to study Business Management. As a child, she enjoyed reading and writing and penned her first story at the age of thirteen. She has always had a vivid imagination and finally decided to put her thoughts and musings down on paper.
Breaking Elle and Wanting Reed are her first self-published works with many more to come.
A few other interesting facts about Antoinette include: she is of Italian decent, has three brothers, was a tomboy growing up, plays the clarinet and dabbles with the piano. When she's not planted in front of her computer writing, she can be found at the gym, running her kids around Boston, or at the beach soaking up the rays and enjoying a good book.