Review – THE CHATEAU by Tiffany Reisz

The Chateau by Tiffany Reisz is now LIVE!! Grab yourself some Kingsley and enjoy this thrilling and erotic ride!

As the Jack-of-All-Wicked-Trades for a secretive French military intelligence agency, 24-year-old Lieutenant Kingsley Boissonneault has done it all—spied, lied, and killed under orders. But his latest assignment is quite out of the ordinary. His commanding officer’s nephew has disappeared inside a sex cult, and Kingsley has been tasked with bringing him home to safety.

The cult’s holy book is Story of O, the infamous French novel of extreme sado-masochism. Their château is a looking-glass world where women reign and men are their willing slaves. Or are they willing? It’s Kingsley’s mission to find out.

Once inside the château, however, Kingsley quickly falls under the erotic spell cast by the enigmatic Madame, a woman of wisdom, power, and beauty. She offers Kingsley the one thing he’s always wanted. But the price? Giving up forever the only person he’s ever loved.

*The Chateau is a new standalone Original Sinners novel from international bestseller Tiffany Reisz, author of The Siren and The Lucky Ones.*

It’s been no secret that this year has seen the Original Sinners series by Tiffany Reisz become my favourite series of all time. After finally starting these book in January, I have read and re-read them, and so when I heard that Kingsley was getting his own book where we go back in time to witness what he got up to during his time in the French Foreign Legion, I couldn’t contain my excitement!

I dove in almost as soon as The Chateau hit my kindle, and I immediately got lost in Kingsley’s world. Getting to know a younger Kingsley during the period of time where Søren wasn’t in his life, at least not in the physical form anyway, was interesting to say the least.

I loved seeing this part of him – it was the Kingsley we love, all while also being someone new, at least to us. I loved his time at the Chateau, the twists, the memories, the whole ride. It was a thrilling and incredibly sexy read, which should come as no surprise being a novel about the one and only Kingsley Boissonneault. As soon as I finished, I went right back to the beginning. A fantastic addition to an incredible series.



The Siren #1 – Out Now!
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The Angel #2 – Out Now!
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The Prince #3 – Out Now!
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The Mistress #4 – Out Now!
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The Saint #5 – Out Now!
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The King #6 – Out Now!
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The Virgin #7 – Out Now!
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The Queen #8 – Out Now!
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The Chateau #9 – Out Now!
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Tiffany Reisz lives on Mt. Hood in Oregon in her secret volcanic lair with her husband (author Andrew Shaffer) and two cats (one good, one evil).

If she couldn’t write, she would die. Probably in a volcano eruption.

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Cover Reveal – IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME by Kylie Scott

Kylie Scott has a new book coming out!!! And it’s not just a one word title! Haha! Check out It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time.

“Addictive like all Kylie Scott books, you’ll swoon, laugh, ache, put your life on hold, and compulsively read until the wee hours of the night—only to reread the whole thing the next morning. Perfection!” – Katy Evans, New York Times bestselling author

Returning home for her father’s wedding was never going to be easy for Adele. If being sent away at eighteen hadn’t been bad enough, the mess she left behind when she made a pass at her dad’s business partner sure was.

Fifteen years older than her, Pete had been her crush for as long as she could remember. But she’d misread the situation—confusing friendliness for undying love. Awkward. Add her father to the misunderstanding, and Pete was left with a broken nose and a business on the edge of ruin. The man had to be just as glad as everyone else when she left town.

Seven years later, things are different. Adele is no longer a kid, but a fully grown adult more than capable of getting through the wedding and being polite. But all it takes is seeing him again to bring back those old feelings.

Sometimes first loves are the truest.



IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME – Out August 7th!
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Chapter Reveal – A WISH FOR US by Tillie Cole

I am so insanely in love with the cover of A Wish For Us by Tillie Cole, I cannot wait to be able to devour this entire book! But in the meantime, I have the first chapter available for your viewing pleasure! Enjoy!!


From the author who brought you A Thousand Boy Kisses comes the new emotional novel, A Wish For Us.

A story of music. A story of healing. A story of love conquering all.

Nineteen-year-old Cromwell Dean is the rising star of electronic dance music. Thousands of people adore him. But no one knows him. No one sees the color of his heart.

Until the girl in the purple dress. She sees through the walls he has built to the empty darkness within.

When Cromwell leaves behind the gray skies of England to study music in the South Carolina heat, the last thing he expects is to see her again. And he certainly doesn’t expect that she’ll stay in his head like a song on repeat.

Bonnie Farraday lives for music. She lets every note into her heart, and she doesn’t understand how someone as talented as Cromwell can avoid doing the same. He’s hiding from his past, and she knows it. She tries to stay away from him, but something keeps calling her back.

Bonnie is the burst of color in Cromwell’s darkness. He’s the beat that makes her heart skip.

But when a shadow falls over Bonnie, it’s up to Cromwell to be her light, in the only way he knows how. He must help her find the lost song in her fragile heart. He must keep her strong with a symphony only he can compose.

A symphony of hope.

A symphony of love.

A symphony of them.

CHAPTER ONE

Cromwell

Brighton, England

The club pulsed as the beat I was pouring into the crowd took over their bodies. Arms in the air, hips swaying, eyes wide and glazed as my music slammed into their ears, the rhythmic beats controlling their every move. The air was thick and sticky, clothes slick to people’s skins as they crammed into the full club to hear me.

I watched them light up with color. Watched them get lost to the sound. Watched them shed whoever they’d been that day—an office worker, a student, a copper, a call-center worker—what the hell ever. Right now, in this club, most probably high off their faces, they were slaves to my tunes. Right here, in this moment, my music was their life. It was all that mattered as their heads flew back and they chased the high, the near nirvana I gave them from my place on the podium.

I, however, felt nothing. Nothing but the numbness the booze beside me was gifting me.

Two arms slipped around my waist. Hot breath blew past my ear as full lips kissed my neck. Spinning my final beat, I grabbed the Jack Daniels beside me and took a shot straight from the bottle. I slammed the bottle down and moved back to my laptop to mix in the next tune. Hands with sharp fingernails ran through my hair, pulling on the black strands. I tapped on the keys, bringing the music down low, slowing the beat.

My breaths lengthened as the crowd waited, lungs frozen as I brought them to a slow sway, readying for the crescendo. The epic surge of beats and drums, the insanity of the mix that I would deliver. I looked up from my laptop and scanned the crowd, smirking at seeing them on the precipice, waiting . . . waiting . . . just waiting . . .

Now.

I slammed my hand down, holding my headphones to my left ear. A surge, a thundercloud of electronic dance music plowed into the crowd. Bursts of neon colors filled the air. Greens and blues and reds filled my eyes as they clung to each person like neon shields.

The hands around my waist tightened, but I ignored them, instead listening to the bottle of Jack as it called my name. I took another shot, my muscles starting to loosen. My hands danced over the laptop’s keys, over my mix boards.

I looked up, the crowd still in the palm of my hand.

They always were.

A girl in the center of the club drew my attention. Long brown hair pulled back off her face. Purple dress, high necked—she was dressed nothing like everyone else. The color surrounding her was different to the other clubbers—pale pink and lavender. Calmer. More serene. My eyebrows pulled down as I watched her. Her eyes were closed, but she wasn’t moving. She was still, and she looked to be completely alone as people crashed and pushed around her. Her head was tipped up, a look of concentration on her face.

I built up the pace, pushing the rhythm and the crowd as far as they could go. But the girl didn’t move. That wasn’t normal for me. I always had these clubbers wrapped around my finger. I controlled them, in every place I spun. In this arena, I was the puppet master. They were the dolls.

Another shot of Jack burned down my throat. And through another five songs, she stayed there, on the spot, just drinking in the beats like water. But her face never changed. No smile. No euphoric high. Just . . . eyes closed, that damn pinched look on her face.

And that pink and lavender still surrounding her like a shield.

“Cromwell,” the blonde who was all over me like a rash said into my ear. Her fingers lifted up my shirt and tucked into the waistband of my jeans. Her long nails dipped low. But I refused to tear my eyes away from the girl in the purple dress.

Her brown hair was starting to curl, sweat from being sandwiched by clubbers taking its effect. The blonde who was one step from wanking me off in full view of the club snapped my fly. I keyed in my next mix, then grabbed her hand and threw it away from me, snapping my fly closed. I groaned when her hands slid back into my hair. I looked at my mate who had spun before me. “Nick!” I pointed to my decks. “Watch this. And don’t mess it up.”

Nick frowned in confusion, then saw the girl behind me and smiled. He took my headphones from me and moved to make sure the playlist I’d set up played on cue. Steve, the club’s owner, always let a few girls backstage. I never asked for it, but I never turned them down either. Why would I refuse a hot bird who was up for anything?

I swiped my Jack off my podium as the blonde smashed her lips to mine, pulling me back by my sleeveless Creamfields shirt. I wrenched my mouth from hers, replacing it with the Jack bottle. The blonde dragged me into a dark spot backstage. She dropped to her knees and started again on my fly. I closed my eyes as she went to work.

I sucked on the Jack as my head hit the wall behind me. I forced myself to feel something. I glanced down, watching blond hair bounce below me. But the numbness I lived with every damn day made me feel virtually nothing inside. Pressure built at the base of my spine. My thighs tightened, and then it was over.

The blonde got up. I could see the stars in her eyes as she looked at me. “Your eyes.” She reached out a finger to trace around my eye. “The strangest color. Such dark blue.”

They were. Coupled with my black hair, they always drew attention. That and the fact that I was one of the hottest new DJs in Europe, of course. Okay, maybe it was less to do with my eyes and more to do with my name, Cromwell Dean, gracing the headline spot on most of the biggest music festivals and clubs this summer.

I zipped up my fly and turned to see Nick spinning my next mix. I cringed when he failed to transition the beats like I would have. Navy blue was the backdrop to the smoke on the dancefloor.

I never hit navy blue.

I brushed past the girl with a “Thanks, love,” ignoring her hiss of “Prick” in response. I took my headphones off Nick’s head and put them on my own. A few taps of the keyboard later, the crowd was back in the palm of my hand.

Without conscious thought, my eyes found their way to the spot where the girl in the purple dress had stood.

But she’d gone. So had the pale pink and lavender.

I threw back another shot of Jack. Mixed another tune. Then zoned the fuck out.

*****

The sand was cold under my feet. It may well have been the start of summer here in the UK, but that didn’t mean the night wind didn’t freeze your balls off the minute you stepped outside. Clutching my bottle of booze and my cigarettes, I dropped down to the sand. I lit up and stared at the dark sky. My phone buzzed in my pocket . . . again. It’d been going off all night.

Pissed off that I actually had to move my arm, I pulled out my mobile. I had three missed calls from Professor Lewis. Two from my mum, and finally, a couple of texts.

Mum: Professor Lewis has been trying to get hold of you again. What are you going to do? Please just call me. I know you’re upset, but this is your future. You have a gift, son. Maybe it’s time for a fresh start this year. Don’t waste it because you’re angry at me.

Red-hot fury shot through me. I wanted to throw my phone in the damn sea and watch it sink to the bottom along with all this messed-up shit in my head, but I saw Professor Lewis had texted too.

Lewis: The offer still stands but I need an answer by next week. I have all I need for the transfer except your answer. You have an exceptional talent, Cromwell. Don’t waste it. I can help.

This time I did drop my phone beside me and sank back into the sand. I let the rush of nicotine fill my lungs and closed my eyes. As my eyelids shut, I heard quiet music playing somewhere nearby. Classical. Mozart.

My drunken mind immediately drifted off to when I was a little kid . . .

“What do you hear, Cromwell?” my father asked.

I closed my eyes and listened to the piece of music. Colors danced before my eyes. “Piano. Violins. Cellos . . .” I took a deep breath. “I can hear reds and greens and pinks.”

I opened my eyes and looked up at my father as he sat on my bed. He was staring down at me. There was a funny expression on his face. “You hear colors?” he said. But he didn’t sound surprised. My face set on fire. I ducked my head under my duvet. My father pulled it down from my eyes. He stroked my hair. “That’s good,” he said, his voice kind of deep. “That’s very good . . .”

My eyes snapped open. My hand started to ache. I looked at the bottle in my hand; my fingers were white as they gripped the neck. I sat up, my head spinning from the mass of whiskey in my body. My temples throbbed. I realized it wasn’t from the Jack, but from the music coming from further down the beach. I pushed my hair back from my face then looked to my right.

Someone was only a few feet away. I squinted into the lightening night, summer’s early rising sun making it possible to make out the features of whoever the hell it was. It was a girl. A girl wrapped in a blanket. Her phone sat beside her, a Mozart piano concerto drifting quietly from the speaker.

She must have felt me looking at her, because she turned her head. I frowned, wondering why I knew her face, but then—

“You’re the DJ,” she said.

Recognition dawned. It was the girl in the purple dress.

She clutched her blanket closer around her as I replayed her accent in my head. American. Bible Belt was my guess, by her thick twang.

She sounded like my mum.

A smile tugged at her lips as I stayed mute. I wasn’t much of a talker. Especially when my gut was full of Jack and I had zero interest in making small talk with some girl I didn’t know at four in the morning on a cold beach in Brighton.

“I’d heard of you,” she said. I stared back out over the sea. Ships sailed in the distance, their lights like tiny fireflies, bobbing up and down. I huffed a humorless laugh. Great. Another girl who wanted to screw the DJ.

“Good for you,” I muttered and took a drink of my Jack, feeling the addictive burn slide down my throat. I hoped she’d piss off, or at least stop trying to talk to me. My head couldn’t take any more noise.

“Not really,” she shot back. I looked over at her, eyebrows pulled down in confusion. She was looking out over the sea, her chin resting on her folded arms that lay over her bent knees. The blanket had fallen off her shoulders, revealing the purple dress I’d noticed from the podium. She turned to face me, cheek now on her arms. Heat zipped through me. She was pretty. “I’ve heard of you, Cromwell Dean.” She shrugged. “Decided to get a ticket to see you before I left for home tomorrow.”

I lit up another cigarette. Her nose wrinkled. She clearly didn’t like the smell.

Tough luck. She could move. Last time I checked, England was a free country. She went quiet.

I caught her looking at me. Her brown eyes were narrowed, like she was scrutinizing me. Reading something in me that I didn’t want anyone to see.

No one ever looked at me closely. I never gave them the chance. I thrived on the podium at clubs because it kept everyone far away, down on the dancefloor where no one ever saw the real me. The way she was looking at me now made nervous shivers break out over my skin.

I didn’t need this kind of crap.

“Already had my dick sucked tonight, love. Not looking for a second round.”

She blinked, and even in the rising sun, I could see her cheeks redden.

“Your music has no soul,” she blurted. My cigarette paused halfway to my mouth. Something managed to stab through my stomach at her words. I shoved it back down until I felt my usual sensation of numbness.

I sucked on my cigarette. “Yeah? Well, them’s the breaks.”

“I’d heard you were some messiah or something on that podium. But all your music comprised was synthetic beats and forced repetitive bursts of unoriginal tempo.”

I laughed and shook my head. The girl met my eyes head-on. “It’s called electronic dance music. Not a fifty-piece orchestra.” I held out my arms. “You’ve heard of me. Said so yourself. You know what tunes I spin. What were you expecting? Mozart?” I glared at her phone, which was still playing that damn concerto.

I sat back, surprised at myself. I hadn’t talked that much to anyone in . . . I didn’t know how long. I took in a drag, breathing out the smoke that was trapped in my chest. “And turn that thing off, will you? Who the hell goes to hear a dance DJ spin, then comes to a beach to listen to classical music?”

The girl frowned but turned off the music. I lay back on the cold sand, closing my eyes. I heard the soft waves lapping the shore. My head filled with pale green. I heard the girl moving. I prayed she was leaving. But I felt her drop beside me. My world darkened as the whiskey and the usual lack of sleep started to pull me under.

“What do you feel when you mix your music?” she asked. How the hell she thought her little interview was a good idea right now was beyond me.

Yet, surprisingly, I found myself answering her question. “I don’t feel.” I cracked one eye open when she didn’t say anything. She was looking down at me. She had the biggest brown eyes I’d ever seen. Dark hair pulled off her face in a ponytail. Full lips and smooth skin.

“Then that’s the problem.” She smiled, but the smile looked nothing but sad. Pitying. “The best music must be felt. By the creator. By the listener. Every part of it from creation to ear must be wrapped in nothing but feelings.” Some weird expression crossed over her face, but hell if I knew what it meant.

Her words were a blade to my chest. I hadn’t expected her harsh comment. And I hadn’t expected the blunt trauma that she seemed to deliver right to my heart. Like she’d taken a butcher’s knife and sliced her way through my soul.

My body itched to get up and run. To pluck out her assessment of my music from my memory. But instead I forced a laugh, and spat, “Go back home, little Dorothy. Back to where music means something. Where it’s felt.”

“Dorothy was from Kansas.” She glanced away. “I’m not.”

“Then go back to wherever the hell you’re from,” I snapped. Crossing my arms over my chest, I hunkered down into the sand and shut my eyes, trying to block out the cold wind that was picking up and slapping my skin, and her words that were still stabbing at my heart.

I never let anything get to me like this. Not anymore. I just needed some sleep. I didn’t want to go back to my mum’s house here in Brighton, and my flat in London was too far away. So hopefully the cops wouldn’t find me here and kick me off the beach.

With my eyes closed, I said, “Thanks for the midnight critique, but as the fastest-rising DJ in Europe, with the best clubs in the world begging for me to spin at their decks—all at nineteen—I think I’ll ignore your extensive notes and just keep on living my sweet as fuck life.”

The girl sighed, but she didn’t say anything else.

The next thing I knew, the sun was burning its light into my eyes. I flinched when I opened them. The screech of swarming seagulls slammed into my head. I sat up, seeing an empty beach and the sun high in the sky. I ran my hands down my face and groaned at the hangover that was kicking in. My stomach growled, desperate for a full English breakfast with copious cups of black tea.

As I stood, something fell from my lap. A blanket lay on the sand at my feet. The blanket I’d seen beside the American girl in the purple dress.

The one she’d been wrapped in last night.

I picked it up, a light fragrance drifted into my nose. Sweet. Addictive. I glanced around me. The girl was gone.

She’d left her blanket. No. She’d covered me with it. “Your music has no soul.” A hard clenching feeling pulled in my stomach at the memory of her words. So I chased it away like I did anything that made me feel. Caging it deep inside.

Then I took my arse home.



A WISH FOR US – Out June 11th!
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Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.

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Week In Books – w/e 27/5/18

Week In Books is a feature where I catch you up on my week in the book world, whether it be new books I’ve one-clicked, books that have caught my eye, book-world news, reviews, and what I’ve been reading that week. I’d love to see your own Week In Books in the comments!

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Well what a crazy few weeks! Between lots of extra hours at work, planning and running a school disco/fun night, rushing a kiddo to the hospital after an allergic reaction to some colour hair spray (all is well now), binge watching the new season of 13 Reasons Why on Netflix (I’m still not over that scene!), the royal wedding (!!!!!) and revisiting my favourite perverts – The Original Sinners by Tiffany Reisz, the blog kind of got left alone, but here I am! Ready to bring you my latest Week (or two) In Books.

I was missing my biggest fictional love, Søren, from Tiffany Reisz’s Original Sinners series, so I revisited the White Years this weekend and I read The Saint. I finished that yesterday and I started on The King last night. *dreamy sigh* This is my happy place, you guys. Søren, Kingsley, Nora, Nico, all of them! I just love them!!

Mogul by Katy Evans!!! Mogul is a spin-off to Tycoon and I’m really looking forward to diving in. I loved Tycoon (who doesn’t love Katy’s men??) so bring on Mogul!! (Out Tuesday!!)

  • Ugh, my timeline has been filled with all things Trademarks for weeks, and I’m so fed up with it now. Can’t we all just play nice?? Trademarking words is not cool, please stop screwing each other over! Author Tina Reba knows how it should be done, check out her post where she supports other authors and their books which have the same title as one of Reba’s own – E.K. Blair did the same for her novel Crave! That’s how we share words!! Bravo, ladies. And while we’re on the topic of all this TM nonsense, a huge group of amazing authors have come together to create the Cocky Collective – an anthology of Cocky stories about some of our favourite characters! All of the profits from this book are going to a great cause – check out this post from USA Today who share all the details! #FightLikeARomanceReader
  • There’s been lots of new releases these last few weeks, many getting lost in the sea of TM posts, so let’s show them some love! I’m sure I’ve missed loads so let me know any great new releases in the comments! The Controversial Princess by Jodi Ellen Malpas, Piece Of Work by Staci Hart, One Baby Daddy by Meghan Quinn, Rusty Nail by Nazarea Andrews, Jock Row by Sara Ney, Rebel Heart by Penelope Ward and Vi Keeland, Rough Edge by CD Reiss, Rogue Royalty by Meghan March, Tethered Souls by Beth Flynn, Cocktales (the Cocky Collective).
  • Speaking of new releases – I recently read Tethered Souls by Beth Flynn and I thought it was great! It’s a spin off to the Nine Minutes series which is one of my favourites!!! Tethered Souls is the story of Mimi (Grizz’s daughter) and Christian (Anthony Bear’s son)! You can check out my 4 star review on the blog!
  • SALES!!!! Who doesn’t love a discount? It doesn’t matter if I have hundreds of unread books on my kindle and in my bookcase, I cannot say no to a steal! Check out all these great ones I’ve found. The Hating Game by Sally Thorne, Heart Shaped Hack and White Hot Hack by Tracey Garvis Graves, The Out Post by Devney Perry, Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige, Burn With Me by Kristen Proby, Defying Her Mafioso by Terri Anne Browning, Finding Eden and Becoming Calder and Archer’s Voice and Most Of All You by Mia Sheridan, Sex Says by Max Monroe, Back In The Game by Meghan Quinn, Keeping Her Warm by Alexa Riley, God Shaped Hole by Tiffanie Debartolo, and Killing Sarai by JR Redmerski.
  • And there’s some fantastic books up for pre-order that I cannot wait for!!! The Chateau by Tiffany Reisz, More Than Words by Mia Sheridan, The Girl And Her Ren by Pepper Winters, A Wish For Us by Tillie Cole, Mogul by Katy Evans, Providence by Caroline Kepnes, Getting Schooled by Emma Chase, Fixed Forever by Laurelin Paige, Eve Of Man by Giovanna and Tom Fletcher.

That’s all I’ve got for you this week, make sure you check back for the next Week In Books, and sign up to my blog to receive email updates!

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Review – TETHERED SOULS by Beth Flynn

Beth Flynn is back with a Nine Minutes spin-off novel about Mimi and Christian Bear!! Check out my review and get clicking!!

My family has secrets. I’m always the good girl, doing what’s necessary to keep my loved ones safe. I’ve kept the darkest secrets from everyone I know. As painful as it is to hold them all inside where they live and gnaw away at me, that’s where they must stay.

I haven’t seen my closest childhood friend, Christian Bear, since I was a teenager—he hasn’t changed a bit. He’s still temperamental and plays by his own rules with the law following two steps behind him.

Christian remembers me. But he doesn’t know the first thing about me anymore. I should’ve shared my feelings with him the day before I moved away with my family, promising him I’d stay in touch. It broke my heart when he didn’t keep his end of the bargain. As a consequence, we haven’t spoken in years. Even though Christian and I have always had undeniable chemistry, I won’t let him shatter my heart a second time.

Christian has shown up in my life again with secrets of his own, and demanding answers. That doesn’t mean I’m willing to give them. He’ll know my secrets when I’m ready.

Our secrets, the risks we’re taking, and the danger he imposes make it impossible to know what our future holds.

Either our tethered souls will bind back together, or our secrets will separate us forever.

The Nine Minutes series by Beth Flynn is one of my absolute favourites so I love any and every chance I get to revisit these characters. We first got to do it with The Iron Tiara (Anthony Bears story) and now we get to do it with Tethered Souls – the story of Mimi (Grizz’s daughter) and Christian (Anthony’s son). Like all of Beth’s books, this was one that gripped me and had me rushing to get to the end.

I absolutely love Christian! His love for Mimi since they were children has been apparent throughout the entire series, and I was so happy they finally got their chance at a HEA. Christian is not a guy you would want to get on the wrong side of, but when it comes to Mimi he’s a big teddy bear!! Mimi has also always been a great character for me – she’s tough and doesn’t let people walk all over her, but she’s also got a big heart and it was great to see both characters grow in this book.

There were a few surprises throughout Tethered Bonds – in fact one part shocked me so much I gasped and shouted “no way!!” Haha! I’m definitely interested to see where all these characters lives take them in the future, and I’m fairly confident with the way things were heading that we will be getting a Slade book soon, so hopefully we will get more then!

Oh, and I love, love LOVED seeing Grizz and Ginny again. Grizz owns a huge part of my heart and seeing him at this stage in his life is just perfection, and made me want to do an instant series re-read! *dreamy sigh* Grab your copy of Tethered Souls, and if you’re not up to date on the series yet, what are you waiting for??



NINE MINUTES SERIES – Out Now!
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SPIN OFF BOOKS – Out Now!

The Iron Tiara | Tethered Souls



Beth Flynn is a fiction writer who lives and works in Sapphire, North Carolina, deep within the southern Blue Ridge Mountains. Raised in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, Beth and her husband, Jim, have spent the last 17 years in Sapphire, where they own a construction company. They have been married 31 years and have two daughters and two dogs. In her spare time, Beth enjoys writing, reading, gardening, church and motorcycles, especially taking rides on the back of her husband’s Harley. She is a five-year breast cancer survivor.

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Week In Books – w/e 13/5/18

Week In Books is a feature where I catch you up on my week in the book world, whether it be new books I’ve one-clicked, books that have caught my eye, book-world news, reviews, and what I’ve been reading that week. I’d love to see your own Week In Books in the comments!

I have managed to read absolutely nothing at all this week, not a single page of a book! What a horrible week that is!!! I’m living vicariously through all your book posts and recommendations, so keep them coming!! Fingers crossed I manage at least a chapter this week!

I’ve just turned my Kindle on and there is sat an ARC (don’t hate me) of Tethered Souls by the amazing Beth Flynn! I am insanely obsessed with these books – for anyone not in the know it’s a spin off from the gripping Nine Minutes series! To this day, Grizz still owns my soul! #TeamGrizz

  • Liliana Hart has a 3 book bundle on sale for just 1.99 (usually 7.99!!!) – grab Mackenzie Security 1 before the price changes!
  • Plus One by Aleatha Romig is just 0.99!! This looks likes the start of a fab series!
  • There’s a new release from Louise BayThe Ruthless Gentleman is now live!!
  • *screams* Jana Aston has a new release!!! Good Girl is available now – I love Jana’s books!!
  • Piece Of Work by Staci Hart releases on the 17th May But is available for pre-order!

Such a poor effort of book news, but with all the crazy book-world drama happening last week, this was all that slipped through the net!! Fingers crossed for more in the next Weekly!

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WEEK IN BOOKS – w/e 6/5/18

Week In Books is a feature where I catch you up on my week in the book world, whether it be new books I’ve one-clicked, books that have caught my eye, book-world news, reviews, and what I’ve been reading that week. I’d love to see your own Week In Books in the comments!

I’m still reading Love And Other Words by Christina Lauren at the minute. I haven’t had a lot of chances to read this week, and the one day I did get chance, I fancied a quickie so I read Rome’s Chance by Joanna Wylde instead (review for that below). I have been reading Love And Other Words though, and I’m loving it – it’s very emotion filled and I cannot wait to continue.

I still haven’t decided what I’m going to read next. I’m keeping this list from last week up so hopefully someone can give me some top recommendations from it.

Here’s a few suggestions from my collections… Truth Or Beard by Penny Reid, Taking Chances by Laura Farr, Six Of Hearts by LH Cosway, The Man In The Black Suit by Sylvain Reynard, Captive In The Dark by CJ Roberts, Preppy Part 3 by TM Frazier, Loving Mr Daniels by Brittainy C Cherry, Bullet by Jade C Jamison, and On The Island by Tracey Garvis Graves, just to name a few!

  • As I mentioned before, I read Rome’s Chance by Joanna Wylde this week, it’s book #6.6 in her Reaper’s series though can be read as a stand-alone! You can check out my review here!
  • I helped to reveal two covers this week, one is A Wish For Us by Tillie Cole (such a beautiful cover!!!) and the other is Playboy by Katy Evans – I live both Katy and Tillie’s books so I’m very excited for both!
  • Lesley Jones has put book 1 and 2 of her Carnage series into a box set which is available for a limited time and it’s just 2.99! Bargain!! Grab it while you can.
  • Pennies by Pepper Winters is FREE!!! I loved this book so you should definitely snap this up!!
  • For just 0.99 can you get The UnDomestic Goddess by the wonderful Sophie Kinsella! I read this book years ago and I loved it!!!
  • J Daniels has lowered the price of Sweet Addiction to just 0.99! I’ve heard amazing things about this series!
  • There’s a new release from Ilsa Madden Mills called I Dare You! This one looks HOT!!
  • A new author on the block who has already taken the book world by storm – Jessica Ruben has release her debut novel Rising! I think this is definitely an author to watch!
  • Single dad and hockey star Back In The Game by Meghan Quinn is just 0.99! Meghan’s books are hilarious!!
  • Another sale from Pepper WintersCrown Of Lies is just 0.99!
  • And probably my favourite bit of news for the week… Roomies by Christina Lauren is being made into a film!!! I am insanely excited about this!!!

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Review – ROME’S CHANCE by Joanna Wylde

Joanna Wylde is back with a brand new Reaper’s book!! Check it out below…

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Joanna Wylde comes a new story in her Reapers MC series…

Rome McGuire knew he was in trouble the first time he saw her.

She was sweet and pretty and just about perfect in every way. She was also too young and innocent for the Reapers Motorcycle Club. He did the right thing, and walked away.

The second time, he couldn’t resist tasting her.

Gorgeous and smart, fun and full of wonder, she jumped on his bike and would’ve followed him anywhere. Still, she deserved a shot at happiness somewhere bigger and better than a town like Hallies Falls. Walking away wasn’t so easy that time, but her family needed her and he had a job to do.

When she came around a third time, he’d had enough. Randi Whittaker had been given two chances to escape, and now it was time for Rome to take his.

This time, the only way Randi would be leaving Hallies Falls was on the back of Rome’s bike.

**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you’ll enjoy each one as much as we do.**

I am a big fan of Joanna Wylde’s Reaper’s series so I pre-ordered Rome’s Chance as soon as I found out about it! This is a novella set after book 6 in the Reaper’s series, though it can be read as a stand-alone, it’s best enjoyed if you’re already up to date with the addictive MC series. (Seriously, if you haven’t met Horse, Ruger, Picnic and the crew you’re missing out!!)

Admittedly, this wasn’t my favourite book of the series, but it was still an enjoyable read. Being a novella it’s a perfect quickie read which can be easily read in one sitting, and will leave you with a smile on your face (seriously, that ending!!) and a need for more Reaper’s!

I loved Rome, he was sexy and sweet and I couldn’t get enough of him. Randi…I was torn when it came to her. Half the time I really liked her, half the time she was so indecisive about absolutely everything that her back and forth irritated me.

I really liked Randi’s little sister, and I hope we get to see more from her in future books, she definitely has a story to tell, and it was great to see Gage and Tinker again. Bring on the next full length Reaper’s book so I can get more of my biker fix!



REAPER’S SERIES – Out Now!

Reaper’s Property #1 | Reaper’s Legacy #2 | Devil’s Game #3 | Reaper’s Stand #4 | Reaper’s Fall #5 | Reaper’s Fire #6 | Shade’s Lady #6.5 | Reaper’s And Bastards – Bonus Scenes

ROME’S CHANCE #6.6 – Out Now!
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Cover Reveal – A WISH FOR US by Tillie Cole

Wow! Take a look at this cover!! I didn’t even read the synopsis before adding this to my TBR because of how beautiful it looks! Check it out (with the synopsis) below.


From the author who brought you A Thousand Boy Kisses comes the new emotional novel, A Wish For Us.

A story of music. A story of healing. A story of love conquering all.

Nineteen-year-old Cromwell Dean is the rising star of electronic dance music. Thousands of people adore him. But no one knows him. No one sees the color of his heart.

Until the girl in the purple dress. She sees through the walls he has built to the empty darkness within.

When Cromwell leaves behind the gray skies of England to study music in the South Carolina heat, the last thing he expects is to see her again. And he certainly doesn’t expect that she’ll stay in his head like a song on repeat.

Bonnie Farraday lives for music. She lets every note into her heart, and she doesn’t understand how someone as talented as Cromwell can avoid doing the same. He’s hiding from his past, and she knows it. She tries to stay away from him, but something keeps calling her back.

Bonnie is the burst of color in Cromwell’s darkness. He’s the beat that makes her heart skip.

But when a shadow falls over Bonnie, it’s up to Cromwell to be her light, in the only way he knows how. He must help her find the lost song in her fragile heart. He must keep her strong with a symphony only he can compose.

A symphony of hope.

A symphony of love.

A symphony of them.



A WISH FOR US – Out June 11th!
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Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.

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Cover Reveal – PLAYBOY by Katy Evans

Check out the cover and synopsis of Playboy, the next book in Katy Evans’ Manwhore series! I can’t wait for Wynn and Cullen’s story!


A brand new contemporary romance from New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author Katy Evans.

It started as a game.

We flirted. We played. Most importantly—we won.

Then I discovered who he was: Gambler. Famous playboy. Silver-eyed player who never plays to lose…

And my best friend’s soon-to-be brother in law, Cullen Carmichael.

He needed a good luck charm, I needed a distraction.

So we made a gamble and set off for Vegas—but pretty soon—I was in too deep.

My heart, soul, and body weren’t supposed to be part of the deal.

But somewhere between big wins and long nights, my house of cards started to tumble.

What was this devil with those piercing eyes doing to me?

I’d given up on love, but the wicked, all-in Cullen Carmichael was upping the ante and wouldn’t stop until he’d won it all.



PLAYBOY – Out July 29th!
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Katy Evans is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author. Her debut REAL shot to the top of the bestselling lists in 2013 and since then 9 of her titles have been New York Times bestsellers. Her books have been translated into nearly a dozen languages across the world.

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