Friday, July 25, 2014


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Wednesday, July 23, 2014


Title: More Than Forever 
Author: Jay McLean 
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: July 12, 2014
There is a love so fierce it cannot be measured. 
A heart so strong it will never slow. 
There is a promise so sure it can never lie.
He promised me that love forever.
Even when it wasn't enough.
Forever. Everlasting. Eternal.
There is no measure of time. 
No sounds of the ticking of a clock. 
Just the rising and falling of the sun.
And our own sense of forever. 
But our forever isn't always.
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I see her wobble on her feet before she slowly tumbles to the ground. Her knees give out first, then the rest of her. It feels like I should've gotten to her earlier, but seconds of panic took place before my mind kicked into gear. And the rest is a blur.Her friend's standing over us while I rest her head on 
my lap. "Lucy," I say. And it's the first time I've said her name out loud. It'd been over three weeks since I'd learned it."What happened?" Logan asks her friend."I don't know." She's as panicked as I am, if not worse."Is she dehydrated?" Logan picks up what looks like an uneaten sandwich. "Is this hers? Has she eaten?" I don't know why it annoys me that Logan is asking all the right questions and all I can do is stare down at her. She's breathing, so I guess that's something.
He drops down on his knees on the other side of her and pours water from his bottle into his hand, and then he runs it across her forehead and into her hairline."Is she alright, mate?" Jake asks. He's new and has a weird accent but Logan seems to think he's cool so we keep him around. Logan does the water thing again, and this time her eyes slowly flutter open. And I release the breath I was holding.

"It's okay," Logan says to her, "you just passed out."  He's in her face now, and I want to punch him for being the first thing she sees when she comes to. I was here first; I was the one watching her when she fell. It should have been me.

The More Series 

More Than This, #1
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In one night my fairytale ended. Or it may have begun. This is my story of friendship and love,
heartbreak and desire, and the strength to show weakness. 
One night I met a girl. A sad and broken girl, but one more beautiful than any other. She laughed through her sadness, while I loved through her heartbreak. 
*This is our story of a maybe ever after.

He was right. It made no difference whether it was 6 months or 6 years. 
I couldn’t undo what had been done. I couldn’t change the future. 
I couldn’t even predict it. 
It was one night. 
One night when everything changed. 
It was so much more than just the betrayal. 
It was the Tragedy. 
The Deaths. 
The Murders.
But it was also that feeling. 
The feeling of falling.


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What readers are saying about More Than This. 

“The writing is amazing, great characters and so creative. ” 


“ I absolutely loved the characters in this book. ”


“ This book made me mad, sad & made me laugh & cry...& all in the 1st 20% of the was one gigantic emotional roller coaster!! ” 


More Than Her, #2
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"For every action there is an equal or opposite reaction." 

For every choice you make there are rewards, or there are consequences. It was my choice to walk away the first time. And my choice to chase her the second. But sometimes you don't get a choice, and all you get are the consequences. 

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”

Unless that someone is Logan Matthews. Because loving him didn't give me the strength to walk away. It didn't give me the courage to fight for him. And when it was over, all it gave me was a broken heart.
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What readers are saying about More Than Her. 

“I still feel bad because I want Logan and Amanda to be happy now. ” 


“ The book ends with a OMG what just happened cliffhanger. ” 

Amazeballs Book Addicts

“ Jay writes such amazing, lovable characters (well most of them) that you immediately fall in love and don't want the story to end. ” 

Sassy Sext Addiction Book Lovers

More Than Him, #3
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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us." - Marianne Williamson

We live in a world of darkness and shadows,
where monsters hide and aim to ruin.
And they did.
They ruined us and turned our dreams into nightmares.
But now we're back.
And we're fighting.
Not just for us, or for each other, but for our light.

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What readers are saying about More Than Him. 

“I fell in love with Logan and Amanda in More Than Her. ” 


“ The author has such an amazing way of telling a story and making you feel like you are one of the characters and you're feeling their emotions. ” 


“ The book made me laugh, cry and laugh again. ” 


Jay Mclean is the author of the successful, mature YA and new adult contemporary novels in the More Series which include More Than This, More Than Her, and More Than Him, as well as, the upcoming standalone novel The Road. Her goal is to write books that make you FEEL, whether it’s swooning over a book boyfriend, laughing, crying or throwing your kindle across the room, her goal is to take you on an emotional journey that will leave you craving MORE. When she isn’t locked away in her cave writing, she can be found spending time with her two adorable little boys, reading, and getting to know her readers. She has a love for red gummy bears and a hatred of creepy moths. She attempts to avoid housework at all cost…often by distracting herself with an old school One Tree Hill marathon.

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(I actually I had more stars...errr give!!)

When I read the first three MORE books I kept thinking how excited I was to hear Lucy's story and how I just knew that she would be my most favorite character EVER. I was wrong, because all of this time I was really waiting to meet you. I thought that Lucy would make this story, but it was you, it's always been you.
*cue cheesy background music* My MOREheart has always belonged to Jake, my MOREgina to Logan,
until I met you. I think that I might easily hand them both over to you.
Your and Lucy's story surprised me in ways that I never imagined. I felt all of the feels while reading, all eleventy-three of them. If anyone would have watched me while reading this, they would have easily diagnosed me as bi-polar. I was outright laughing out loud one minute and then quietly sobbing into a pillow the next. I hit the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. The only steady throughout was my love for you. Did you make mistakes, yes albeit very small and very unintentional ones but your love for Lucy never did. Not once. 
It's easy to see how you fell in love with her, I could easily switch teams for her. She's beautiful, she's smart, she freakin hilarious (PENIS! WHORE!) and she loves her brothers with everything she has. She can be a bit crazy (PENIS! WHORE!) and insecure but it only makes her that much more endearing. It really was fate from the very beginning with you two. I could read about 1,000 more chapters about you guys.
I'll quite possibly never get over this story. I can see it weighing on my heart for a long time to come, in a good way, but also in all of the sad ways. I'll never believe another couple deserves their complete and total happy ever after the way that you two do. You're everything to me, the two of you. Also, would it be wrong of me to model my parenting style after Mark and Heather, because that's my plan. Oh and can I please hear Dylan and Heidi's story now? Seriously, what's that all about?!?
Always Waiting for MORE,

PS. That time when you guys became "official", yeah, best making it official story EVER!! 

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“Wake up, sleepy-head.” I drift, drowsy from the soothing sound of the ocean. I’m having the most amazing dream. I’m on a tropical beach, where clear crystal water laps the powder white sand, and palm trees shade my lounger. And there’s a man. Mmmm. A gorgeous, sexy man stroking every inch of my body... His fingers brush over my bikini top, playing with my breasts. I let out a moan. “That’s right, baby,” he chuckles. He squeezes with my nipples through the thin fabric until they’re hard and aching. “Are you awake yet?” “No,” I whisper, wanting to stay in the bliss of this dream. It feels so good. “Hmmm... how about now?” His hand moves lower, over my bare stomach. I shiver. He traces lightly down between my thighs, stroking over my clit. Even through my bikini, the sensation sends a flare of pleasure through me. I gasp, rocking up against his hand. “Still sleeping?” he murmurs, his mouth close to my ear. I can feel the heat of his breath. I smile, but keep my eyes shut. I want to see where this goes. “You really are tired, poor baby. I wonder what’s been wearing you out?” He sounds amused. “My boyfriend,” I murmur, still laying with my eyes closed. “He’s insatiable.” “I don’t blame him.” He pushes my bikini bottoms aside and rubs my clit, a maddening rhythm that makes me writhe. “Just looking at you like this, I want to sink deep into that sweet pussy and fuck you slowly until you lose your mind.” “So why don’t you?” I challenge, breathing faster as he strokes. God, right there. Yes. He laughs. “Soon, baby. But it’s time to wake up. I’ve got something planned for us.” “Does it involve your cock inside me?” I moan. He answers by sliding two fingers into me, slowly, teasingly. Fuck. “You can bet on it.” His palm presses my center as his fingers pulse deep inside me. He brings his mouth to my clit and works it with his tongue as his fingers continue their relentless rhythm inside me. He flicks my nub and then sucks, gently at first and then with increasing intensity. Just when I’m on the edge, he pushes more fingers inside me and I break. My orgasm tears through me in a delicious wave. He gets me every time. I open my eyes to find Vaughn kneeling beside me with a sexy grin. “I was just dreaming about you.” I smile. The beach glitters, totally empty except for us. Vaughn leans down to claim my mouth in a hot kiss. “Good dream?” he murmurs, stroking my hair. His eyes rove over me, dark and possessive. “The best.” I let out a contented sigh, looking at the ocean, and the setting sun -- and him. “This is heaven.” Vaughn lifts me to my feet. We stroll back to our beachfront cabana: the doors wide open to let the tropical breeze in. “You hop in the shower,” Vaughn tells me, “I’m going to get your surprise ready.” I feel a jolt of anticipation. Vaughn loves surprising me, and his plans usually end with multiple orgasms. “Give me a hint?” I ask. He shakes his head. “Not this time. Go on.” He’s using that voice I love, the one that’s all man, so I follow his order and go shower off in the huge bathroom. It’s big enough for two, and we’ve definitely tested it out many times this vacation, soaping up for hours together under the jets. I wish he was in here with me. When I step out of the shower, there’s a box on the cabinet, tied with a red ribbon. Wear this. (And only this) I open the box. It’s a gorgeous red silk dress, with a short skirt and tiny spaghetti straps. There’s nothing else in the box. No lingerie. I grin, slipping it over my head. The silk slides over my body in a shiver of sensation, sticking to my skin where I haven’t dried off. The skirt flares mid-thigh, dangerously high, and my nipples are visible through the fabric. Something tells me we’re staying in for dinner. My cellphone rings just as I’m applying makeup. It’s Cam, holding down the fort back at the company. I’ve kept business to a minimum on the trip. But if Cam’s calling it must be important. “Hey boss,” he says, when I answer. “Still enjoying paradise?” “I love it here. We might never come back.” He laughs. “You better. We need you.” “Everything running OK?” I ask, trying not to sound nervous. I finish fixing my hair in the mirror to fall in loose, natural waves. “The police say Carter will do jail time for attempted murder, so I wanted you to know that he is in for good. But there’s still no word from Brent.” I’m reassured that Carter will go exactly where he belongs—the slammer. But damn Brent. I take a deep breath. “Will you do me a favor?” I ask. “Check on Isabelle. I don’t know what’s going on with her, but I know she’s mixed up in something with Brent. I just have a feeling she might need help.” “Sure.” Cam sounds surprised. “I’ll keep an eye on her.” “Thanks. I’ve got to run.” “A busy schedule of beach and cocktails?” I laugh. “Something like that.” I hang up push open the bathroom door, stepping out into our suite. I’m not going to think about Carter or that sicko Brent. “Vaughn?” I call, but there’s no reply. Another box sits on the coffee table. I open it, my anticipation rising. Inside is a red satin blindfold and another note. Later. My pulse kicks. I’m going to like this surprise, I’m certain. I hear movement outside. I step out onto our private patio to see a table laid for two with beautiful white linens and silverware. There’s delicious-looking food and candles flickering as the sun sets lower over the ocean in a blaze of pink and gold. “You look beautiful,” Vaughn’s voice comes from behind me. I turn. He’s wearing slacks and a white shirt open at the neck, devastatingly handsome like something from a movie. He carries a bottle of champagne and two glasses to the table, pausing to murmur in my ear as he passes. “You’re going to look more beautiful naked in that blindfold with your wet mouth wrapped around my cock.” Still my Vaughn. I feel a rush of heat between my naked thighs. Vaughn chuckles and pulls out a chair for me. I sit, taking in the gorgeous scene. “I can’t believe you did this.” “It’s our last night on the island.” Vaughn smiles across the table at me. “I want it to be a night you remember.” “I remember everything,” I admit, feeling a rush of love and desire. “Every minute we spend together.” Ever since meeting Vaughn, my life has turned upside down. We’ve been through so much together, and even though I feel closer to him than anyone else in my life, it still amazes me how new and exciting this still feels. He surprises me. He challenges me. And God, he turns me on. “No regrets?” Vaughn asks quietly. His eyes burn into mine from across the table. “None,” I swear, reaching to hold his hand. “I love you. I’m just glad all the mess with Ashcroft and Ridley is over now. We can just be together.” Vaughn pulls his hand away. “One last surprise,” he says, pulling a final box from his pocket. He places it on the table in front of me, tied with another red ribbon. A ring-sized box. My heart stops. It can’t be... I look up at him, but he just smiles. “Open it.” I unwrap the ribbon with shaking hands. Inside is the most beautiful diamond ring I’ve ever seen in my life. “Vaughn...” He goes down on one knee beside me. Vaughn takes the ring box, and cradles my hand. “You’ve changed my life, Keely. I was lost before I met you. I never thought that I could have this. Us. That I would love someone like I love you.” I feel a sob rise in my throat. “I feel the same,” I whisper. “I’m so happy I have you.” “You’re mine,” Vaughn says, and already I’m crying too much to get the words out. I just nod. “Yes! Of course.” He slides the ring on my finger and then pulls me into his arms. I fit just right, made to press against his firm muscle and heat. It’s overwhelming, the thought of him forever. All Vaughn. All mine. “You and me, baby,” Vaughn murmurs, claiming my lips in a scorching kiss. “I promise, I’m going to spend the rest of our lives making you smile... making you laugh...” His hands slide lower, under the hem of my dress. “Making you scream.”

Tuesday, July 22, 2014


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Title: Torrent 

Author: Gemma James 
Genre: New Adult/Dark Erotic Romance 
Release Date: July 22, 2014

Title: Without You Here 

Author: Carter Ashby 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: September 9, 2014


Monday, July 21, 2014


So many of you may have read my blog post last week regarding my taking a break from Social Media and from blogging and then you probably noticed that I seemed to be on Facebook more than I have been in a long time and that my blogging hasn't stopped. 
I feel like a jerk. I feel like maybe some of you think I was just trying to get attention with that post. I need to clear that up.
Like I said in the post, life has decided to throw a HUGE curve-ball at me and my family recently and when I said that I needed to take a break, I meant it. I really did. But then something strange happened.
It was like as soon as I posted that, a heavy weight was lifted from my shoulders almost immediately. All of the sudden I didn't feel any pressure to post on Facebook, I wanted to, because I genuinely had stuff I wanted to share with you all. Then, although I had recently found myself not wanting to read and actually thinking of it has a chore rather than something to relax me, I suddenly couldn't STOP reading. Then, my husband had a really great weekend and we spent a lot of time laughing and spending time with the kids. We were really productive around the house and actually worked TOGETHER to get things done, something that hasn't happened in a long time. 
I know it might sound crazy but I really think that writing that blog post is what made the difference. I've always been a firm believer that when you lock things away and try to pretend they don't exist or try to ignore them until they go away...they only get worse and they never go away. So my lesson for this week is, to quote Frozen, just LET IT GO!! Just shout it out to anyone who will listen, write a diary entry, post it on your blog, write it on your Facebook, write it in a letter, call a friend. Whatever it takes just get it out!!!
I'm still planning on pulling back and I will probably look spastic because I might disappear for days or I might post non-stop for weeks. I'm not guaranteeing anyone anything or making promises that I can't keep. I'm just gonna do what I can, when I can, because I can and ONLY because I want to, because I love it, because it makes ME happy. 
Find your happy and THAT!


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One broken heart, one drink too many, one steamy night in the sand... No one warns you about the dangers of drinking with a broken heart. At least no one warned me. I never imagined I'd fall for a musician, especially not one like Chase, but then again I never expected to have my heart broken into a million pieces by the frat guy I thought was the love of my life. Sometimes it's the rash decisions, like hooking up in the sand, that lead you to the best places—the kinds of places where it's possible to let yourself fall in love again.  
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 He took a strand of my hair and studied it. “Is this your natural color?” “Yes.” He dropped the strand. “I’ve never dated a girl with blonde hair.” “Well, you’re not dating me.” He gently brushed his fingers down my bare arm. “No, but I want to kiss you.” “Then kiss me.” I was used to pushy guys. The kind that knew what they wanted and took it. “Okay.” He smiled before leaning in. 
The kiss was hesitant at first, the kind of kiss that gets your whole body excited because you know there’s more to come. I waited—hoping he’d take it further. His hand slid just under the hem of my shirt, brushing against my skin. The touch was light, but it was still enough to get a response out of me. I moaned. That must have been what he was waiting for. He deepened the kiss, pushing into my mouth with such force I was taken by surprise. I kissed him back, enjoying the sweet taste of his mouth, and the way his hand slowly inched its way up my stomach. Blazer moved from zero to sixty. I didn’t mind it. I moved onto his lap, welcoming the arm he put around me to pull me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hand moved higher, cupping my breast over my bra. I was drunk and hot, and so turned on I was going to lose it. That’s when the door to the roof opened. The loud laughter of a group of girls pulled me half out of my lustful stupor. “Want to go for a walk?” His question was asking something else entirely. I knew that when I answered with an enthusiastic yes. Blazer held my hand as we made our way through the crowds. I looked briefly for Gabriella, but I didn’t see her. The normal Cara would have called her to tell her I was leaving with a random guy—but was Blazer random? We had chatted for hours already. Before I could worry about it long, we were walking along the dark and nearly vacant beach. 
It was January on the South Carolina coast, and the crowds were months away. “You never told me your name.” He said it as a statement as he led me further away from the party. “Cara.” “Hi, Cara. I’m Chase.” I smiled. “Isn’t it a little late for introductions?” I stopped and turned toward the ocean. “It’s never too late.” He drew something on my arm with his finger. The sensation felt good. I closed my eyes. “You look so gorgeous. The moonlight, that look on your face.” I opened my eyes and his face was inches from mine. “If you’ve never dated a blonde, does that mean you’ve never had sex with one?” “Why? Are you looking to change that?” His eyes were lidded. “I’d like to.” I slipped a finger into the waistband of his jeans. “Should we go back to my hotel room, or do you have one?” He looked down. “I’m going to be honest here. I haven’t done this before.” “Please don’t tell me you’re a virgin.” That would be just my luck. He laughed. “No. Not saying that at all. I just don’t generally hook up with girls I’ve just met.” “At least you know my name.” “I do know your name, don’t I, Cara?” Something happened to me when he said my name. I needed him. I reached up again, wrapping my arms around him. I crushed my lips into his. We came up for air only after ending up horizontal on the sand. He laughed. “Or we can just pick things up right here.”

Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand. 
Dear Reader,
Chase is hot, sweet, smart, in a band and he doesn't usually do one night stands. Cara is guarded and vows not to get into a relationship again any time soon, they just lead to heartbreak. One night, a beach and coincidence quickly send them on the path to romance. But can Cara let go of the past and will Chase be able to stop her from running away?
I'm noticing a theme with this series now that I'm 3 books in. These stories are well-written, sweet and simple. The characters at times can be almost too perfect and sickeningly sweet. I didn't fall in love with Chase and Cara the way that I did Colton and Mallory in The Hazards of a One Night Stand but their story was still cute. If you are looking for something full of angst and drama then this series is not for you. If you are looking for a sweet, easy read in between emotional reads then I say go for it! 
Happy reading,

*I received an ARC from the author/publisher in exchange for an honest review


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Stop me if you’ve heard this one before: girl meets player, they fall in love, player changes his ways.
It’s a good story. But it’s not our story. Ours is a lot more colorful.

When I met Dee I knew right away that she was special. When she met me, she thought I was anything but special—I was exactly like every other guy who’d screwed her over and let her down. It took some time to convince her otherwise, but turns out I can make a convincing argument when sex is at stake.
You might know where this story’s headed. But the best part isn't where we ended up.
It’s how we got there.

*TAMED goes back in time to the Tangled days. But this time around, it’s not Drew dishing out the advice and opinions—it’s his best friend Matthew, who of course is dealing with Dee Dee.

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By day, Emma Chase is a devoted wife and mother of two who resides in a small, rural town in New Jersey. By night she is a keyboard crusader, toiling away the hours to bring her colorful characters and their endless antics to life. She has a long standing love/hate relationship with caffeine. 
Emma is an avid reader. Before her children were born she was known to consume whole books in a single day. Writing has also always been a passion and with the 2013 release of her debut romantic comedy, Tangled, the ability to now call herself an author is nothing less than a dream come true.

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My Dearest Drew, 
I realize that this isn't your book but I'm writing this review letter to you because I feel like you need to know that Matthew has given you a serious run for your money. In fact, unless you have some thing hidden up your sleeve, I think that Matthew may have just swooped in and stolen my affection straight away from you. 
I mean, good god, the man is hot, he's smart, he's driven and he's freakin hilarious! Yes, I realize that you are all of these things and more but you also tend to be bit of an asshole. Matthew does not. 
Also, it seems you have a bit of a problem by not being in Dee Dee's good graces. I'm pretty sure that you know that her bad side is not where you want to be. She's a firecracker and we all know that her kind of "different" isn't necessarily a safe kind of different. You might need to get that worked out pretty soon. 
Matthew and Delores together could certainly be your downfall. They're spunky and fun, laid-back yet refined, sweet and sarcastic, but mostly they're fucking hilarious, and that my friend makes for a lethal combination. 
I think that I could read about the two of them for days and still not get enough. 
Let's see what you bring to the show in Tied. I'm thinking that you better bring your A game!
Tangled, Twisted and Possibly Tamed by Matthew,

*I received an ARC from Net Galley in exchange for an honest review

Tangled (Tangled #1)
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Holy Friggin Matrimony (A Tangled Novella)
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Twisted (Tangled #2) 
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Coming Oct. 7th
Tied (Tangled #4)

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