Tuesday, 21 October 2014

♥♥REVIEW ♥♥ Masquerade by Georgia Le Carre @GeorgiaLeCarre



Love is deceptive... 

Fiery Billie Black thought she knew all she needed to know about her own sexuality, but that was before one night of animalistic passion with the ultra gorgeous and mysterious Jaron Rose. Tall, blond, charming and wealthy, he is the epitome of an Alpha male.

The morning after he promises he will call, but he doesn't. 

Just as Billie finally frees herself from the memories of that night, Jaron arrives on the scene again. Suddenly, all the feelings that burned so intensely are reignited and she finds herself becoming quickly entangled with her enigmatic lover. The passion is incredible, unforgettable, unbelievable, but Jaron Rose is not all that he seems—he wears more than one disguise and he is hiding a big secret.

Billie is about to find out what it is… 

Stand-alone sequel to the Billionaire Banker series. Billie is Lana's friend

***Obsessed by Books arc copy given in exchange for an honest review***

"Real life, the one lead by most people, is excruciatingly dull. Too dull for me. I'd rather be a persistent sinner. And I am that."

Jaron is hot, dirty and built for sex. Tall, blonde with moss green eyes he is every woman's wet dream. An enigmatic, mysterious beast in the bedroom there is so more than to him than the mask he so easily dons in public. What more is there to the one dimensional embodiment of animalistic sexual energy that we first meet in Billie's bedroom? What secrets are aching to be set free?

This is a fast paced whirlwind story of raw passion, no holds barred sex and shifting perceptions of sexual attraction. This continues as a stand alone to the Billionaire Banker series where the main characters have met previously and enjoyed one night together although Billie is a lesbian. In Jaron she meets her sexual soul mate, the one man who she allows inside her body and soul. We follow them on their sexual discovery of one another, as Jaron slowly seduces more than just her body. Billie wrongly believes it's just sex as she likes women...not men...and yet she feels the connection they have. They explore their fantasies and test their boundaries which of course means hot hot scenes that will have you reaching for dry panties! 

It is a well written highly titillating read that cleverly wraps us up in their world, sucks us in and makes us long to see what is hiding behind Jaron's collected public facade...the twist when it comes is a complete shocker to me and I thoroughly enjoyed every page flipping moment! Without spoilers that's all I can say so please settle down and read this. It's funny, tender and suprisong but most of all it's hot hot hot!

A five star panty melting read :)

About this author

Georgia Le Carre writes contemporary and adult romance and is the bestselling author of the Amazon # 1 bestseller,the billionaire banker series.

She lives in a little old 19th century romantic cottage, surrounded by the most magical garden, filled with fruit and walnut trees and teeming with wildlife.

Her diet includes all things chocolate and a voracious appetite for Romance reads, particularly new authors with a fresh voice.

When she is not feeding words into Amy, her precious laptop, she can be found lost in a long walk in the woods, particularly on moonlit nights; and often with the man of her dreams.

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Title: Sands Through the Hourglass
Author: T.M. Schaefer
Cover Design: Hot Damn Design
Release Date: October 21, 2014
Pre-buy available September 16, 2014
42 year old Imagineer Gilly Whitesmith has no idea what awaits her when she arrives to work late one day. A run-of-the-mill encounter with a devastatingly handsome gentlemen catches her off guard, but she never thought she would find Conrad Smith—a confident, 49 year old gentleman who knows exactly who he is and what he wants. Past scars and future plans should hinder Gilly, and yet she can’t control the overwhelming desire that he stirs in her. She knows that her heart will never survive him and her instinct is telling her to run, but Conrad is not willing to let her go. He wants her and is determined to have her.
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars

♦♦♦♦ I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review ♦♦♦♦

♥It's nice to read once in a while a book where the characters are a little bit older and not in their 20's. 

We see a few twists and turns in this book, and I enjoyed reading it.

It's well written and the characters likable.

I'd like to see what the author comes up with next.♥

My name is Tonya Schaefer. I'm a wife and mother with a very creative imagination. I have always enjoyed storytelling and character development. Creative writing became a career when I decided I had too many stories in my head to ignore. Writing is my passion, but when I'm not writing, I enjoy spending time at the beach, swimming, boating, and hanging out with friends. I also love to cook and entertain. This new venture is bound to be a wild ride and I'm honored that you will be there with me. I feel that romance readers and writers are very passionate and I cannot wait to meet you all!




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Genre: NA Romance 
Author: L.A. Rose 
Release Date: November 15th, 2014 
Preorder Link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OMCF6PG 

 Synopsis: Glass-doll beauty. A shy, proper smile. Georgette Montgomery is the perfect billionaire’s fiancĂ©. Or she would be, if she existed. A dark past. A smile that hides everything. At nineteen, Rae Grove escapes her disaster life by pretending to be other people—specifically, whoever the man paying her that night wants her to be. Until she’s offered enough money for a one-way ticket to a better life. All she has to do is fly to Paris and pretend to be the fiancĂ© of young business tycoon Cohen Ashworth for one month.

Within an hour of meeting Cohen, Rae knows three things about him: 1. He hates everyone and everything. 2. He has abundant wit and a knife-sharp tongue. 3. He uses 2 to make everyone aware of 1. Before long, Rae’s determined to crack open his unbreakable shell. Cohen’s determined to stay unbroken. But no one escapes unscathed when two opposite worlds collide.


 “So you want me to change.” His jaw is taut. “You need to change, or you’re not going to get what you want.” He needs to hear it. “And you’re going to be miserable your whole life—” “I don’t know how to change!” he yells. I stop, half-expecting the divider separating us from the driver to roll down, but it doesn’t. We’re still alone in the backseat. I should be afraid, I should be recoiling the way I do whenever a man raises his voice to me. But when I reach for the fear, I don’t find it. All I find is…pity? “I know what I am. What I’m like.” His voice cracks, just slightly, but he masters it. “If I could be different, I would. Do you understand that? I’m not like you. I can’t slip on someone else’s persona like changing my clothes.” That stupid twinge of pity turns into a full-fledged needle. I’m very familiar with that shadow in his voice, because it’s been in my heart for years. Self-loathing. At least I can escape myself by being other people. He doesn’t even have that luxury. Stop it, Rae. Don’t you dare feel sorry for him. He has everything you’ve ever wanted, remember? “That’s bullshit,” I say bluntly. “You can change. Anyone can change. No matter how long they’ve been…bad. No matter what their past is like.” I have to believe that. “Show me.” “What?” He turns his full gaze directly on me, and I lose myself for a brief second in those ice eyes. “Show me how to be someone else. You do it so easily. You’re getting paid enough, I might as well get some use out of you.” “You mean like…give you nice lessons?” He grimaces. “I’d rather we didn’t call it that.” “Well…” I hesitate. “Please,” he says emotionlessly. And if I had to bet on it, I’d say it was damn near the first time that word had passed through those perfect lips.

About the author:

 L.A. Rose recently made it out of college alive and with an English degree. She's a habitual beach bum, a cuteness aficionado, and a not-quite-recovered romance addict. She's a big believer in laughter as medicine and steaminess as...more medicine. You can never have enough medicine.

Her next new adult book, Icy Pretty Love, will be out 11/15/2014.
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Book Blitz for Perfect Ten by Michelle Craig @givemebooksblog

Title: Perfect Ten
Author: Michelle Craig
 Release Date: August 28, 2014


Joseph Starling Jr. was in the right place at the right time. It didn’t take him long to discover his particular talent. He knew how to make a woman feel good. If she wasn’t screaming out his name, purring like a kitten or clawing at him like a lioness, he had failed. Mediocre was not a word in his vocabulary. Her enjoyment was so important to him that his own pleasure was a secondary concern.

Faith Graham was nothing like the women he was required to date as an escort—it was what he liked about her from the first time he saw her. She was imperfect and insecure. Her hair was a bit on the wild side, and her clothes were slightly rumpled. But her curves! They were alluring. She had curves where most of the elite clientele he mingled with had straight lines, and not an ounce of softness to be found. Shocking him to his core, she didn’t want anything to do with him.

Joe had always thought that working as an escort for Perfect Ten was a dream come true, but he was beginning to wonder if there was more to life than raking in the cash and having his pick of women on any given night. Could he start over with a new direction in life, or was he already at the age of twenty-six too jaded? Was there more out there for Joe Starling or was he destined to be a boy toy at the whim of any woman rich enough to afford him?

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Perfect Ten......

'The sparks that fly between these two is electric and their banter is stellar' ~ Liz, 5 stars

'It was just beautiful and supernova HOT.' ~ Beth, 5 stars

'Perfect Ten is Simply PERFECT!!!!!... I would recommend this book to anyone who wants a sweet love story, some hot sizzling, scorching sex, and the journey of a woman who learns that you are beautiful no matter what size you are.' ~ Tonya, 5 stars

'Perfect 10 is just that! PERFECT!... It not only has extremely hot steamy sex scenes that were so good, the characters are so darn likable! and hot hot hot!' ~ Christine, 5 stars

'I'd give it TEN stars if I could.' ~ J, 5 stars

'This story is amazing!!! I truly loved every minute of it!!!' ~ Whitney, 5 stars
'Hands down one of the funniest and sexiest stand alone books I have read that left me feeling happy and hopeful!!!' ~ Pamela, 5 stars


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About me. Let's see. I work full time as a bookkeeper in a law firm located in Old City, Philadelphia. I've been there for almost ten years now. I am a country girl at heart and am more than ready to get home to my country living in South Jersey at the end of the day, but it's nice to get a taste of the city too.

I have a B.S.B.A. in Human Resource Management. If I have any valuable advice to give, it's go to college directly after high school! I didn't finish with my degree until I was thirty-eight.

I am married for almost twenty years with no children. We prefer the furry kind, although I love, love, love my niece and nephew.

I write under two names. I use my real name, Nikki Worrell, for my hockey romance series (www.nikkiworrell.com) and Michelle Craig for my erotic romances. I picked the name Michelle Craig because my middle name is Michelle and my husband's name is Craig.

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♥BOOK BLITZ:♥ Intensity by CC Koen @authorcckoen

Author: CC KOEN
Series: Can be read as a Standalone, but there will be a sequel
Genre: Contemporary Romance | New Adult

What would you do to improve your life?

Twenty-one-year-old Serena Thomas is faced with a tough decision. Unable to get ahead of debt and loneliness since her grandmother’s death she finds a new job, placing the sheltered virgin in an underground escort business. She tells herself it’s just a temporary life choice, but destiny has a different plan. She meets a mysterious and gorgeous man, who happens to be her new boss. Will Serena fit in or will she be left all alone again?

Lincoln (aka: Linc) Jefferson has an unusual life. He established The Lounge, an exclusive escort club for very personal reasons. A place where the women say who, when, and what type of sex they’re willing to have. The escorts possess all the power and the money. It’s a business Linc guards at all costs. Trying to maintain the secrecy is a constant challenge and one that’s tested when he enters into a relationship with Serena. She tempts him unlike any woman, even though he’s surrounded by beauty on a daily basis. The more time they spend together the harder it is for him to keep his secrets. Will Serena stand by his side or will she abandon him?

Sparks and passion fly, taking these two on a journey neither could have expected.




C.C. Koen writes contemporary romance with a twist. An avid reader who enjoys mystery and suspense, her stories will never be what you expect. Determined to find adventure in her dreams and life, she enjoys skydiving, sailing and any activity that challenges her. Teacher by day, romance writer at night produce an active imagination that comes to life in her writing. Intensity is her debut novel.

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~ COVER REVEAL ~ Lucky One by Christie Mack @X0Christie

TITLE: Lucky One
AUTHOR: Christie Mack
RELEASE DATE: November 26th

Logan Westervelt wore his heart on his sleeve until the day his wife and love of his life ran away in search of chasing her dreams in Hollywood, leaving him to care for and raise their two-year-old daughter Cassidy alone.
Now it’s two years later and the once-happily-married man is a single father who shies away from romance at the risk of his heart breaking all over again. To concerned family, he insists he's fine playing daddy without the fun of dating. Besides, he's been a little preoccupied with his daughter, who hasn't said a word since her mother left.
That is until aspiring country singer Ivy Jade Mackay arrives in town after her car breaks down, leaving her stranded and unable to continue on her journey to Nashville until the problem is fixed.
Ivy Jade has big plans for her future, and sticking around in Forest Grove, Alabama, isn’t one of them. But with little money to her name, she resorts to getting a job in town until she can afford to get back on the road with a reliable car.
Outside forces push them together with an undeniable attraction which neither Logan nor Ivy care to admit to. But when past lovers and career aspirations become a thing of the present, will the spark between them be enough to give Logan and his young daughter a second chance at love and Ivy a reason to stay? Will they be the lucky one for each other?



“Are you sure you’ve got everything?” Grandma asked Ivy for what felt like the fiftieth time before she hit the road to Nashville, Tennessee in search of stardom as a country singer.
Ivy knew her grandmother meant no harm with her repetitive words. She was simply worried about her only grandchild venturing out into the big, wide world on her own.
But at twenty-five years of age and having saved up enough cash to make it to Nashville, she was more than ready to say goodbye to this one-horse town, otherwise known as Pine Hill, Georgia. Even if it meant leaving the only family she had left behind while she went off in search of a life of her own.
Ivy placed the last of her threadbare suitcases into the trunk of the old sky-blue Volkswagen Beetle she had been given as a sixteenth-birthday present by her grandparents. Pushing her aviator sunspecs on top of her head, she used them as a headband to hold back her long, jet-black hair away from her face.
“Yes, Grandma. I’ve got everything. You don’t need to worry about me so much. I’m a big girl; I can look after myself,” Ivy assured her, though she wasn’t sure how much comfort her grandmother would take in hearing those words. She guessed she would always worry about her granddaughter, and a small part of Ivy cherished the thought that at least two people worried about her, despite her attempt to be big and brave in the great unknown.
Her grandmother placed her hands on either side of Ivy’s shoulders.
“Oh, sweetheart, your pop and I will always worry about you. That won’t ever change.” Ivy could see her fighting hard to hold back the tears Ivy hadn’t wanted to see but knew to expect. And now she also felt like shedding a tear or two alongside her grandmother. The woman had been like a mother to her after losing both her parents in a tragic automobile accident when Ivy was just fourteen years of age.
At the time, Ivy didn’t think she would ever get over the premature passing of her parents, but when she was taken in and nurtured by her grandparents despite their ailing health and age, she knew she had to keep on living for the sake of her future. Her parents wouldn’t have wanted to see her depressed; they would want to see her make a life for herself.  And a life as a country music star was what Ivy was going to strive for, what she’d been dreaming of for so long.  “Okay, love. Don’t get into a blubbering mess over our only granddaughter, or you know she’ll start crying, too,” Ivy’s grandfather bellowed, walking down the footpath toward where Ivy and her grandmother were standing.
He came to stand next to his wife on the curb of the street, his arm around her while he embraced his granddaughter in a slow-moving, goodbye hug.
Ivy then took a step backward, leaning against her car and placing one hand on her hip in a pose. She took in her surroundings like she was taking a mental picture in her head, remembering everything familiar and what she was used to up until this point.
She couldn't forget the old Victorian-style house she had come to call her home when she was just fourteen years old or the old Oak trees which stood outside her bedroom window.
All the memories she had while living in Pine Hill—good and bad—were so very precious to Ivy right now. She would never forget the special moments she had with her grandparents. Like the time her grandfather accompanied her to the father/daughter dance when she was in high school because he knew how much it meant to her. She knew she still had that father-figure role present in her life, even when her father wasn't physically there with her anymore.
Or the times when she had to work nights at the diner and her car decided it wasn't going to work and get her home. Her grandfather would come and pick her up despite the diner being a mere ten-minute walk from home. These were the kind of moments she would never, ever forget--not that she wanted to, even if she tried.
But she knew that as much as she wanted to, Ivy couldn't stand here forever and reminisce about the good times. She had to look forward to the future and what it would bring her.
Ivy tucked her hands into the front pockets of her black, skinny-leg jeans. She couldn't avoid the inescapable forever.
“I guess I better hit the road then,” she said.
“Yes, you better. You're burning daylight,” her grandfather replied.
Ivy chuckled. Trust her grandfather to want her to get going before she lost daylight. He hated her driving late at night, like she could only see properly in the daytime.
“Do you want me gone that much, Pop?” Ivy joked with a sparkle forming in her dark green eyes. For his seventy-three years, her grandfather rarely showed his age in character or appearances.
“Oh, hush.” Grandma silenced her husband, patting him on his shoulder and flattening down her salt and pepper, bob-style haircut with her hands. “Leave the girl alone. She's fine.” Grandma turned to Ivy.
“Are you okay? Do you have enough cash?” Her voice was almost a whisper. She tucked a strand of Ivy's hair--identical to her mother’s--behind her ear and brushed her cheek gently.
“Yes,” she said, her words coming out in a whisper. “I'm fine.”
And she was—sort of. She had enough money to use on gas to get her to Nashville. She figured once she got there, there was the risk that she could probably sleep in her car to save some money and she could look for some kind of job to make a little extra cash to pay for studio time so she could make a demo for record labels. Where she stayed when she got there wasn't nearly as important as the reason why she was going to Nashville in the first place. She wanted to make sure she set out to do what she was going there to do, showing everyone in Pine Hill who didn't believe she could make it that she was serious about her career aspirations of becoming a country singer.
Ivy's grandparents had already given her enough in life to know she could achieve anything she wanted and more. Part of their golden years had already passed them by because they were busy raising their granddaughter. Ivy didn't need to be given or taking anything else.
The rest was simply up to her.
Her grandmother knew something was wrong.
She tilted Ivy's chin so she was looking into her eyes. “What's the matter, honey bunch?”
Ivy inhaled forcefully then breathed out quickly like she couldn't hold in any more breaths. “Am I doing the right thing in leaving here? Do you really think I can make it as a singer, or are my dreams set too high?”
“Listen to me, honey. I know a lot of people have said you're never going to make it as a singer, that you have set your career ambitions too high to accomplish. I wouldn't be honest if I said it's going to be easy to succeed, but you don't know if you don't at least try. You have to work hard to get everything you want. I believe you can do anything you set your mind to, but you have to believe in yourself.”
Ivy was always doubting her ability to sing, like maybe she wasn't that good of a singer even though she had been told many times just how good she really was. She had sung at many open-mic and karaoke nights in town before. Apparently, she had the voice, but could she make it in the music industry as a country singer? Nashville was a hard place to crack into, but her grandmother was right. She had to at least give it a go.
Once Ivy got done saying her goodbyes to those who had given their all to raise her as best as they could as elder guardians, Ivy knew she had to make tracks or her Pop would be right in saying she was losing daylight. If she wanted to make it to Nashville, she had to make a getaway now before she lost her nerve and gave up on her dreams altogether.
She opened the car door and climbed in, turning the key in the ignition and starting the car. She looked back at her family with a smile in their direction. It meant a lot to know they had confidence in her because she wasn't sure she had much in herself right now. As she shifted into gear and left the driveway, she drove a few blocks down the road, past the neighboring houses, before glancing in her rear view mirror. She looked back at her grandparents, waving at her as she drove away from them and everything she knew and loved about Pine Hill.
It was too late to say she had changed her mind about Nashville and singing. If she turned around now, she would never live it down. People would know she was wrong in stating her desires to be a singer. She couldn't go back—not now. And besides her family, she had nothing left in Pine Hill. Even her (former) best friend had made it clear the other day she wanted nothing to do with her after her ass of a boyfriend had come onto Ivy. And if that wasn’t enough, he had the nerve to tell her best friend that Ivy had been the one to make a move on him!
Ivy just hoped she was making the right decision.


I'm a 27 year old Australian girl who loves nothing more than finding a really good romance book you can't put down until the characters get the happily ever after that they deserve. It was through reading that I decided to put pen to paper, or in this case, fingertip to computer key, and jot down the stories my brain comes up with. When I'm not reading the endless supply of books added daily to my iPad, I can be found tucked away with my laptop in front of me as I write about the many characters beg-ging me to tell their story, one book boyfriend at a time. You can drop me a line at any of the social networking sites listed below.