Apr 25, 2013

Mafia Captive by Kitty Thomas

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Published: April 17th by Brulesque Press

Rating: 5 stars

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Book summary: 

"Faith Jacobson was in the wrong place at the wrong time. After witnessing a mob hit, she’s only moments from death when Angelo Raspallo decides to give his brother an unlikely gift.

Leo has avoided involvement with the family business, but it doesn't make him a saint. He’s troubled and ashamed by his darker sexual desires, one of which is to own a slave. But when his brother throws Faith at his feet, repainting the scenario to make Leo the hero rescuing her from certain death, his moral fortitude will be tested. If Faith were kinky, it would be easy to live out his fantasy, but she’s not—not even a little bit. Even the mildest spanking sparks terror in her that Leo can’t bear.

The gift soon becomes a burden as he fights with himself over how to handle the addition to his home. He could release her, but his brother doesn't do loose ends. The only thing keeping her out of the bottom of the harbor is Leo’s mercy. She’s like a beautiful piece of art he keeps in a glass case but can never touch. Is possessing her enough?"

      There is this saying on my native language: "Da ne postoji┼í, trebalo bi te izmisliti." If you didn't exist, somebody should have make it happen - loosely translated. Kitty Thomas, you are one of those.
      I still remember when I read my first Kitty book like it was yesterday - Comfort Food confused me on so many levels and pretty much scared me because I figured out that I get off on some weird stuff. Scared the hell out of me, but now I'm okay with that.

      Maybe you will think that I am hyped after reading her new book because she is one of my favorite authors, but that's not the case. Mafia Captive is truly amazing novel. Good news for all of you who are not in to the darkest aspects of this genre - story about Faith and Leo won't fuck up your mind... Much. (Purple, you can read it. If you don't like it, I'll buy you big chocolate to make you feel better.)

      Told from two points of view and little bit longer then her previous books, Mafia Captive revolves around topic of kidnapping and Master/slave relationship. Faith finds herself on the gunpoint and left with no other option but to go along with everything. Leo, bad-ass Italian and member of mob family, gets the one thing he never thought he would find. Let the games begin! And what marvelous show did they put up. I enjoyed in every single word of it.

      There were few things that I found "out of character" for Kitty Thomas books - ending for example - but I think that Mafia Captive would be appealing to larger number of readers compared to what she wrote so far.

What are you waiting for? Go! Read!

Sleep tight, let the kinky boys bite!

Apr 23, 2013

Fall in Love by Melissa Kendall Blog Barrage

Fall In Love
by Melissa Kendall
Contemporary (Aussie Outback) Romance
Publisher: Rebel Ink Press
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 9,243 words

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Michael Dunbar runs his family's cattle station in the far north of Western Australia. Station life is lonely and he wishes there was a way he could find a companion that wouldn’t mind living the outback life with him. In hopes of finding a woman, Michael heads to Broome for a few weeks holiday. What he finds is something he never expected.

Mia Mason is a Perth girl who longs to leave the city behind for a life in the country.

Can two like minds fall in love? Only destiny knows.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.

About the Author
Melissa is a 37 year-old stay at home mum and part-time Software Support Consultant. She lives in Perth Western Australia the most isolated capital city in the world.

She’s always loved to read and write and spent most of her teens scribbling poetry and short stories on any scrap of paper she could get her hands on. Over the years as daily life pressures got in the way she lost the passion for it. After her son was born, she discovered online books and her interest in writing was rekindled. It has been a large part of her life ever since.

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"After the best night’s sleep I’d ever had, I awoke to see the sun much higher in the sky than I expected. Rolling over to look at the alarm clock, I was shocked to see it was almost eight in the morning. Never in my life had I slept in so long. On rare occasions, I had sometimes slept until seven, but usually my internal alarm clock had my eyes open at four a.m., rain, hail or shine.

Rolling over I saw the beautiful woman, who the previous night told me she was mine, still sound asleep. Careful not to wake her just yet, I hopped out of bed, threw on a tee, and went in search of my mum.

I found her in the kitchen, busy as she washed some dishes.

“Morning sleepyhead,” she said with a chuckle.

“Morning. How come you let me sleep in so long?”

“Well, technically you’re still on holidays, so there’s no need for you to be up at the crack of dawn, and well...”

“Yeah, fine, I get it.” It was obvious Mum tried to give Mia and me a little private time.

“Your dad saddled Mack and Jessie before he left this morning, so feel free to take Mia out and show her the property.” I just nodded my head in understanding. “Also, I have something for you that I think you’ll need.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a red velvet jewellery box. “This was your Grandma’s ring. I’m pretty sure you know what to do with it.”

As I took the ring, I knew Mum had given me her and Dad’s blessing to ask Mia to marry me. Ideas had already started to form as to where and when I would do it as I headed back into the bedroom to see if Sleeping Beauty was awake yet.

The most beautiful sight greeted me as I walked in the door. Mia was indeed awake. She yawned and stretched as she shook off the sleep haze. A tantalising sliver of skin was visible between her shorts and top. My mouth watered in anticipation to see more.

“Good morning,” I said as I walked over and sat down next to her on the bed.

“You should have woken me up,” she grumbled.

“I’ve only been awake about fifteen minutes myself. Mum has bacon and eggs cooking as we speak. Do you want to eat or shower first?” I asked.

“Eat please,” she said as she crawled into my lap. She then gave me a fantastic good morning kiss, wiggling her hips just enough to tease me into a hard-on. After the kiss ended, she laughed and hopped off my lap.

“You coming?” she asked as she headed to the door.

“Almost,” I said in a cheeky tone. I stood up so she could get the full effect of what she’d done to me.

She ran back over to me and whispered in my ear, “If you’re a good boy I’ll take care of that for you in the shower after breakfast.”

That didn’t help the situation in my pants at all. The sassy woman then had the hide to flash me her boobs as she ran out the door. I was the luckiest man on the planet. I followed her out of the bedroom with the intention on being the most well behaved boy I could be because if that was the only price I had to pay to get her in the shower with me, it was one I was more than willing to pay."

Until next time,


Real (Real, Raw & Ripped #1) by Katy Evans

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Book summary:

"A fallen boxer.
A woman with a broken dream.
A competition…

He even makes me forget my name. One night was all it took, and I forgot everything and anything except the sexy fighter in the ring who sets my mind ablaze and my body on fire with wanting…

Remington Tate is the strongest, most confusing man I’ve ever met in my life.

He’s the star of the dangerous underground fighting circuit, and I’m drawn to him as I’ve never been drawn to anything in my life. I forget who I am, what I want, with just one look from him. When he’s near, I need to remind myself that I am strong–but he is stronger. And now it’s my job to keep his body working like a perfect machine, his taut muscles primed and ready to break the bones of his next opponents . . .

But the one he’s most threatening to, now, is me.

I want him. I want him without fear. Without reservations.

If only I knew for sure what it is that he wants from me?"



I'll be honest - when I came across this book on GoodReads while it wasn't still published I thought I won't read it. New Adult is disappointing me very much lately and I'm tired of the same old stuff - the hot guy, possibly a musician or some famous, sexiest guy in the world or whatever and the good, innocent girl, possibly virgin for some reason when she's soooooo HOT! Throw in some dark past and good sex and voila!
This book sounded something like it would turn into. I decided I wouldn't read it.
But then all these people started raving about it and my page was full of updates with how awesome (even though sexually frustrating) it is. And I said : What the heck! I'll try it."

Now let me tell you something. "Real" may sound like a typical NA and maybe it started like that but it, totally unexpectedly, turned out to be so much better!!

First we have the the setting - Brooke got draged to an underground fight by her friend  to watch some hot fighter that makes every womans panties wet. Remington Tate is the embodiment of a fighting machine with more energy and muscle then anyone.

And he gets entranced by our little Brooke watching his fight. As unrealistic as it sounds, it was quite cool and even cute how he jumped out of the ring to get to Brooke. And ladies? It was the moment I began to fall in love with this story with just one line...

“He just fucked my name right in front of me”

Oh my...

Then Brooke started touring with Remy helping him with his traning, massaging that perfect body... Oh my again...

But as sexy as the book sounds, other thing made me fall in love with it.
It started with two beautiful songs.


Iris by Goo Goo Dolls is my ultimate, favorite love song EVER! I said it once and I'll say it again, if a guy ever played this amazing song to me I think I'd marry him. It's not just so deep and emotional, it is beautiful and passionate and it's a haunting, desperate, strong melody singing about need. Need for love, need for understanding, need for help, for comfort and everything a person needs in other. Remington Tate needed Brooke to understand him, accept him and heal him.

“Why’d you want to have sex with me? To have a fucking adventure? What was I supposed to be? Your one-night-fucking stand? I’m every woman’s adventure, damn you, and I don’t want to be yours. I want to be your fucking REAL. You get that? If I fuck you, I want you to belong to me. To be mine. I want you to give yourself to me—not Riptide!” 

 *getting emotional over here*

I love, love LOVED the fight scene when he would always smile at her sitting in the front row, dedicating to her every powerful move of his body. It was sexy but also romantic. But the most amazing scenes are when they play each other music. It was their one true way of comunicating.

Because Remy is as emotional as he is tough. There's a little fragile heart hiding behind that cocky exterior. And you cannot imagine how bad it is. At first I really didn't like how Remy spoke so little. It wasn't only even playing mysterious anymore. It was just plain little talk. It bothered many and it did me too, but once I got the whole picture I understood and it made me sad. But playing the songs was his way of treasuring Brooke and their relationship.

And here we come to the second song.


Avril Lavigne - "I love you"
A PERFECT SONG for this couple. Shit.. I'm getting tears in my eyes again.

You just have to read it to truly experience it.

Another thing too - I think that Brooke mentioned and described Remy's body on almost every page but you know what? It didn't bother me. It actually amused me and made me bite my lips. Why? It never got old. The author really has an enormous vocabulary when it comes to a man's physique
“There he is, a woman's living, breathing fantasy, doing his slow, cocky turn, spiky black hair, darkly tanned chest, dimpled smile-killer smile-all in the package of Remington Tate. He's perfection itself, and a new surge of hormones sweeps through me as I do what the rest of the crowd does and take in his visual, so blatantly on display in those low riding boxing shorts and so strikingly sexy, he becomes the center of my attention."

And the damned frustration! So much foreplay I think I died for a moment screaming "HAVE SEX ALREADY!" And when it happened?
Ohhhhhh if you can see me now, you'd see me moaning and panting just remembering it...

“His head is busy moving between my parted thighs. He makes low purr-like sounds between my legs and is so surprisingly ravenous I can feel his teeth. His nails bit into my thighs as he devours me like he's the one deriving pleasure from the act, and I'm so turned on by the way he laps me up, that I come.” 
Now THIS man is an Alpha. Forget those possessive, rich CEOs. Remington Tate is your true fantasy.
And it's so amazing how the style of writing that always kicks you, always winning some kind of reaction in the reader. You can't read one page sitting there indifferently. I was so surprised with how passionate it is.
I never imagined that this little book that I hadn't even planned to read made me cry. Actually cry.

 That is all. But only for now. I'll just go find a time machine to get me the next book because I needed it yeasterday!

Until next time lovers,

Apr 16, 2013

Seduce (McKenzie Brothers #1) by Lexi Buchanan

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Michael is CEO of McKenzie Holdings and has a very bad habit of placing work before all else. His wife, Viv, had died in a car accident, with her current lover, on the way to meet with the divorce attorney’s six years ago. Michael was divorcing her because he’d discovered she’d had a stream of lovers during the course of their marriage. Since her death he’s had no wish to get involved with anyone, until Lily.

Lily, having lost her job at Oakfield Development gains employment at McKenzie Holdings thinking she’s going to work as the Assistant to Dale Roberts, but unbeknown to Lily she has been hired to work as Michael’s assistant. Lily is shocked, and disappointed to realize that the man she’s just been flirting with in the elevator is actually her boss.

Lily and Michael are instantly drawn to each other, but he’s her boss and Lily lives with her boyfriend of seven years. David, her boyfriend, has been acting strange for about five months which has caused Lily to re-evaluate her relationship with him and it comes up short, a lot. She had decided before meeting Michael that she wanted out of her relationship with David, but she has nowhere else to go, so she stays with him for now.

Michael and Lily finally start their relationship, which involves a lot of hot loving and scarves which Lily uses on Michael! Their relationship seems to be heading towards happily ever after, until Lily makes an announcement to Michael, which has him telling her to leave his home. She does, heartbroken, and runs to his brother Lucien.




I discovered this book a month ago and instantly wanted to read it because of a little something in the blurb:
"Michael and Lily finally start their relationship, which involves a lot of hot loving and scarves which Lily uses on Michael!"
 I'm sure you understand my desire to read this now. So this is a story about a CEO and his new secretary.

Not knowing that she'll actually be Michael's secretary, they meet in the elevator and a connection occurs. They are instantly drawn to each other, exchanging heated looks of desire and it was kinda hot. Maybe it's a little cliche already, but I always found the boss/secretary relationship interesting because at first it feels like a forbidden fruit to be lusting after your boss/secretary.

But the little problem is, it's insta-love. Many readers came to dislike this and I myself. We, readers, do want a "perfect"  romace and hot scenes and everything but it has to be realistic. Insta-love is for paranormal and their mates and stuff. Love at first sight is a sensitive, touching matter and not romantic for readers anymore. But I was prepared to look over it, because the start was more complicated and very promising. There's a problem: Lily already has a boyfriend.

But the good thing was that lately, it became a passionless relationship and we find out the guy was actually cheating on her. But Lily was still resisting Michael, being moral and honorable and not becoming a cheater too. Needless to say, I couldn't wait to see all the pent-up tension to explode when they finally have sex. And everything worked.

Then comes the good ol' office sex. Yum!:P

... Until about a half of the book when it was all reduced to sex, sex, sex, adventurous sex, spontaneous sex, crying, sex, more sex, Michale being possessive - even toward his own brothers, crying fantasy sex, and just  SEX! What the hell?! I mean, it was damn hot, actually one of the hottest I've read, but you know it all started to go to hell when you become bored reading about him f*cking her on the conference table in the office.

There was little real dialogue and almost no story, not even much drama. It was sort of frustrating and it was all a little too perfect and absolutely unrealistic. Sadly, I was very disappointed that a book with such potential was so easily ruined.

About the characters - Michael was the hot CEO who loves his privacy, but meeting Lily makes him a big over-possessive, horny guy. I kinda liked him because he was a kind man and very considerate. But he says "Fuck!" a lot during the sex scenes. Man, can you be more creative with the dirty language? Lily had more naughtiness in her. I loved the scarves scene, but it only happened once :(

Lily... Well, I acutally don't remember much about her. The problem is that all the characters were just so simple, with only their passion sticking out in the book. There's nothing more interesting about them. Lily is just the typical good girl with a dirty mind.

I will read the next books with hope that it will get better, because I'm intrigued with the scared brother Lucien. All the brothers are interesting. I wonder if any of them will make an M/M book? Hmm, crossing my fingers!

5 stars for the beginning, but a low 2 stars for the second part of the book - so 3.5 stars overall.
Good luck to Lexi Buchanan because she has skills, her writing is very good, but it' nothing if you don't use it to make a great story.

Until next time lovers,

Apr 10, 2013

(Blog Tour) Playing the Maestro (Maestro Series #1) by Aubrie Dionne

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Playing the Maestro (Maestro Series #1)
by Aubrie Dionne
Contemporary Romance
Categories: Musical
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Heat Level: Sweet
Length: 190 pages

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Melody Mires has sworn off dating musicians, but when the sexy European conductor Wolf Braun takes over her struggling symphony, her hesitation almost flies out the window with the notes of her flute—until he opens his mouth. Wolf is arrogant, haughty, and seems to have a personal vendetta against Melody. Oh, and he’s her boss. If she wants to keep her job as principal flutist, she’ll have to impress Wolf while simultaneously keeping her undeniable attraction to herself.

Wolf came to America to get as far away from his past as possible, and to recover some of the swagger he had as one of the world’s best maestros. He never imagined being forced to reassess the entire orchestra’s talent—and potentially fire anyone who doesn’t make his cut. Dating the attractive flutist is out of the question, but as their feelings reach a fever pitch, can they risk both their careers for a chance at love?


Melody Mires plopped into the principal flutist’s seat in Easthampton’s illustrious Civic Symphony and buried her head in her hands. “I’m never dating another self-centered, arrogant, egotistical musician again.”

“Bad date, huh?” Carly ran her cleaning cloth through her oboe as her reeds soaked in a tiny shot glass on her music stand. Violins screeched around them while a French horn blatted arpeggios. It wasn’t exactly the best environment for discussing Melody’s dating habits.

“Let’s just say two hours of listening to a guy talk about his Stradivarius is less than enticing.”

Carly stuck her reed in her oboe and blew a tentative note. Ever since the board of directors had turned off the AC to save money, she’d pulled her pin-straight blond hair in a tight bun and wore shorts and sandals to rehearsal. “Which one is he, Mel?”

Melody considered letting the conversation drop. What did it matter? Every one of the musicians she’d dated was the same as her: burned out from practicing to beat the chair ahead of him, teaching five million lessons a day to make ends meet, scrambling for gigs two hours away on the weekends, so involved in a dying art form that he didn’t even know the Bruins were an ice hockey team.

What she needed was a nonmusician, a gorgeous firefighter or a clean-cut Gillette commercial model in a business suit. Yes, a lawyer who worked to defend the innocent would be nice, or a veterinarian for homeless and sick animals—someone who didn’t think the world revolved around him. But she didn’t travel in those social circles. She was stuck in the stuffy bubble of the classical music community.

“So you gonna tell me, or do I have to guess?” Carly set her oboe across her lap and shuffled through her sheet music.

Melody leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Blake Templeton.”

Carly gave her a shocked look. “Not Blake?”

“Yup.” She assembled her flute to try and look like she was warming up, thinking about the disastrous date with the orchestra’s personnel manager. “Good thing it didn’t work out, or everyone would think I was dating him just so he’d tenure my position.”

“I’m surprised he’d ask you out, what with his sister and all…”

Melody rolled her eyes. “Why would a flute prodigy from Julliard want this little Civic Symphony seat anyway? Seems to me a girl who played the Mozart G Major concerto in front of the New York Phil at age seven could get a seat in any orchestra. Age seven. When I was seven, the only thing I was playing was pretend flute on my toothbrush.”

Carly shrugged as if she’d told her this flute whiz could tie her own shoes. “You’re better than you think. You could give Blake’s sister a run for her money any day.”

“Thanks, hon.” Melody twirled her dark curls behind her head and stuck a pencil in to hold the knot. “Like I said. I swear never…”

The orchestra quieted around them. A man with dark chestnut hair flowing in waves around his broad shoulders took the conductor’s podium and tapped his baton on the music stand. Blue eyes that reminded Melody of the Atlantic Ocean on a sunny day surveyed the orchestra. He pursed curvy lips framed by a strong-ridged jaw and gorgeously high cheekbones and gestured to Carly to give the tuning pitch.

Melody was glad the woodwinds sat in the back so he wouldn’t hear her audible gasp. “Who the hell is that?” She thought she knew everything happening with the orchestra.

Carly nodded to him and switched on her tuner, clipping a small mic to the bell of her oboe. She spoke out of the corner of her mouth. “They just introduced him on the website this morning. Their latest surprise: Wolfgang Braun, the guest conductor from Berlin.”

Melody stared in disbelief, thinking Chris Helmsworth’s Thor must have had a better-looking, long-lost cousin in Germany. Since when did conductors lift weights? She’d never have to force herself to look up for cues again.

“Dionne’s passion for music resonates through this lovely story. Brava.”--Nikki Logan, author of How to Get Over Your Ex

About the Author

Aubrie grew up watching the original Star Wars movies over and over until she could recite and reenact every single scene in her backyard. She also loved The Goonies, Star Trek the Next Generation--favorite character was Data by far--and Indiana Jones. But, her all time favorite movie was The Last Unicorn. She still wonders why the unicorn decided to change back to a unicorn in the end.

Aubrie wrote in her junior high yearbook that she wanted to be "a concert flutist" when she grew up. She majored in flute performance at the University of New Hampshire on a full scholarship, then secured two teaching jobs at a University and a local community music school. While playing in orchestras and teaching, stories popped into her head, and she used them to make the music come alive for her flute students. Her students said they were so good, she had to write them down! Maybe they were right, who knows? Two careers seems to keep her busy. For now.

She is represented by Dawn Dowdle and writes sweet and adventurous fantasy, science fiction, and contemporary romance.

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