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Hi I'm Janna and I am a book whore! I started this blog after being a part of another for years. While being a big blog may be nice I like to stay true to me having a love for books, that's why I blog. I love books and I want to share that love with my readers of this blog. I love to read, books are my escape and a huge part of my life besides my husband and two children. I am honest and sometimes sassy in my reviews but never mean. Some of my favorite authors include Kristen Ashley, Penelope Douglas, T.M. Frazier, M.N. Forgy, Rachel Van Dyken, Meghan March and Vi Keeland to only name a few!


Saturday, July 22, 2017

Release Boost! Beautiful Beast By Aubrey Irons


Anastasia:

Here’s the first thing you should know: this is not a fairytale. Happily-ever-afters are fables, and Prince Charming is a sweet little lie.
I know all this because he taught me.
Once upon a lifetime ago, the rich, arrogant, sinfully gorgeous, and tragically broken dark prince of the Hamptons was my tormentor. My darkness, my shameful attraction, my all-consuming, forbidden temptation.
I hate Sebastian Crown because nine years ago, for one night, I was stupid enough to think I loved him. And I’ve been paying for it ever since.
Except now, he needs me to help him save his empire.
…And he’s not taking no for answer.


Bastian:

She’s my nemesis. My addiction. My weakness.
My obsession.
I used to tell myself I hated Anastasia Bell - for being poor, for not worshipping the ground I walked on, for looking at me like she pitied me for being me.
When the rest of my world always told me yes, she was the ever-provoking no.
She thinks I’m a monster - a tragic, fucked-up, broken beast.
She doesn’t know the half of it.
Because she can’t begin to know the crimes of my past, or imagine the things I’ve done to her behind the scenes since she left this place.
Years ago, I thought breaking her would fix me.
I was wrong.
Now I’ve got her in my sights again, and this time, I won’t be letting her go. Even if it means we both go down in flames...





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Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author Aubrey Irons enjoys writing about bold, sassy, and intelligent women and the hot, cocky, and quite typically forbidden bad boys who love and lust for them. Gripping stories, guaranteed happy ever afters, and LOTS of heat.

In the real world, Aubrey is kept plenty entertained by her own favorite bad boy husband, their two adorable kiddos, and the world's most ill-behaved puppy.

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Release Blitz! Sinner By Jackie Wang



First, he broke my heart. Then, he ripped it out of my chest.
Fifteen years ago, Beckett Longstead broke up with me, then disappeared.
One stormy night, he shows up at my doorstep bloodied and bruised, begging me for help.
I should’ve shut the door in his face. Should’ve left him to bleed.
But instead, I take him in and fix him, just like when we were teenagers.
Beckett has secrets, though, and everything about him screams guilt.
He’s hiding something terrible, but he won’t tell me what.
He claims he can’t remember. That he has amnesia.
He’s sick, plagued by nightmares, and his memory loss troubles me.
But he’s got no one else. 
So against my better judgment, I welcome him into my home, and back into my vulnerable heart.
Little did I know, his sins would destroy us. 
Little did I know, his secrets would ruin everything.






When I think about his broken face, I can hardly breathe.

I’m worried that if I exhale, he will be gone forever. 

An overexposed photograph in my disjointed mental album.

Why can’t I rearrange that night’s events, put them in order?

I can remember the texture of his rough hands, the way they squeezed my shoulder that day. 

Hard enough to hurt.

But I can’t see his eyes anymore. They’ve been replaced by cruel black holes.

“Beckett, let me go.”

He had been miserable and trapped, but at least he’d been safe.

I thought I was offering him freedom, but I was wrong. 

So fucking wrong.

When I think about the years I spent loving him, nurturing him, living with him, I’d trade everything I had for an extra hour.

An hour where we’d read silently, side by side, until his tired head lolled and rested on my shoulder.

Just like old times.

Then I’d watch his fragile chest shudder as he struggled to breathe, and think about how grateful I was to have met him.

How grateful I was that he saved me and breathed life into an orphan who should’ve floundered, but thrived instead.

How grateful I was that for a few precious years, when it was just him and me, I was sublimely happy.

When I think about all the blood and tears, all the hissing and all that warped metal, I know I’ll burn in hell with all the other sinners.

And I’d welcome its gaping maw with open arms and thank God for punishing me.

But instead of casting me through the gates of Hell, God played a cruel trick on me.

He made me forget everything. He made me forget all my sins.

Then, He reunited me with my first love, and gave me a glimpse of hope, a taste of renewed happiness.

Only to take it all away a few weeks later, and ruin me all over again.







JACKIE WANG lives in Vancouver, Canada with her real-life alpha hero and their rambunctious daughter. When she’s not writing, Jackie is binge-reading, gorging on expensive chocolates, or fiddling around with Photoshop.






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Friday, July 21, 2017

Release Blitz! For Forester By J. Nathan



Trace 

I'm Alabama's star wide receiver. I've got mad skills on and off the field, and it's no secret I'm heading into the draft after the upcoming season. But I’m home for the summer to make some cash before my senior year. Being back under my parents' roof isn't the ideal situation, but the moment I see Marin, the star of my adolescent fantasies, I know it's about to get interesting. She may not have noticed me back then, but I've got a feeling it's just a matter of time before she lets me turn those fantasies into reality.

Marin

The last time I saw Trace Forester he was just a kid tearing up the neighborhood on his skateboard. That was when I was foolish enough to think I had the perfect husband and the perfect life. But now my life is in shambles and Trace is back, all grown up, hot as hell, and exuding major confidence. It would be so easy to fall for his good looks and undeniable charm. So easy to let him into my life. Too bad I learned the hard way that nothing worth having ever comes easy.


For Forester was a book I literally inhaled in one sitting. From the very beginning I just hooked, maybe it was the way Ms. Nathan sets the story up, maybe it was that I loved the previous book and knew this one would be just as great, or maybe it was just that I had been craving a book just like this.  I love sports romances that isn’t a secret, and behind hockey football is my favorite, add in a hot college football player and a heroine I immediately loved and I am one happy book whore.  I got all of those things with For Forester.

Trace is your typical college football player, or is he?  He has fantasized about Marin since he was young.  Trace is sexy, he is a bit cocky at times, he is funny, but most importantly of all he isn’t just there for Marin, but for her son as well.  I loved the scenes with Trace and CJ, you could tell that both meant the world to each other and proves that DNA is not the only thing that can make you a father or father figure, just being a good man can and Trace was just that.  Wish I could say the same for Trace’s mother, but well read it and you will understand why if the woman happened to step out in from of my moving car I wouldn’t be hitting my brakes, just saying.

Marin was sweet; at times sassy, but most importantly she was not only a great mom to CJ but protected those she loved, even if it meant causing herself heartbreak.  She really bloomed I guess you could say when she was with Trace, he brought out parts of her that she had forgotten about.  She really balanced well with Trace, age difference aside which I must note I had no issues about, they made each other better.


For Forester is a book I can easily say needs to be on the TBR lists of new adult romance fans, sports romance fan, or just anyone looking for a really good book because this is the book for you if you are.  I loved For Forester and I can’t wait to see what J. Nathan has in store for us next.








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“You sleep with him yet?” Gayle asked.
“Oh my god. What is wrong with you?”
“Me? Have you seen the guy?”
Outside, Trace tossed the football gently so CJ had a slight chance of actually catching it. He didn’t. It bounced off the grass in front of him, but he ran after it, laughing as he did. “Yes, I've seen the teenager in my backyard.”
“He’s not a teenager.”
“Yes, he is. I looked it up. He’s nineteen.”
There was a pause on her end, like she just realized I was a sicko who’d actually looked him up. “Who cares? You’re single and he’s hot. Have you seen him in his uniform? The guy could be a freakin’ underwear model.”
I laughed as I turned from the window and moved into the living room. “No. At least not in person.” I’d seen pictures on the internet.
“Girl. When are you ever gonna have a hot piece of ass under your roof again?” Gayle asked.
I scoffed. “You’re acting like he sees me as anything other than a soon-to-be-divorced woman with a kid who needs a guy around.”
“Marin, you’re beautiful and fun. You deserve to get some action.”
“You do realize you're encouraging me to jump his bones, right?”
“I never said jump his bones. Just wear something tight. Bend over and let him see your hot ass. You’d barely have to do anything.”
“You’re insane.” I laughed. “And I could go to jail.”
“Why could you go to jail?” Trace asked from behind me.
I spun around, my eyes bugging out of my head and my heart drumming in my chest. Trace stood in the doorway smirking at me, like he’d heard my conversation.
Had he?
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J. Nathan is the author of five new adult and sport romances with cocky heroes and sassy heroines. When she's not writing, she's a total romance junkie! Add an alpha male who's unlikable in the beginning...even better. She loves watermelon margaritas, guys in backward hats, country music-especially Luke Bryan, and hanging with her family and friends in RI where she lives with her husband and son.

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