The Reluctant Princess – Her Royal Duty Book 1 by Melissa McClone



The Reluctant Princess
Her Royal Duty Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Melissa McClone

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She wants to work on a pit crew—not be a princess.

Mechanic Isabel “Izzy” Poussard’s life revolves around cars. Determined to be a member of a racing team’s pit crew, she’ll do whatever it takes to make her dream come true. The last thing she expects is for a gorgeous guy to step out of a limousine and tell her she’s a long-lost princess…and his wife.

Crown Prince Nikola “Niko” Kresimir of Vernonia wants one thing from Isabel—an annulment. The pretty American wearing grease-stained coveralls is too rough around the edges to be the future queen. Their marriage, the result of an archaic custom neither knew about, needs to end so he can modernize his country.

As sparks fly, Niko and Izzy fight their growing attraction for each other. Neither wants to remain in an arranged marriage, but that might be the only way to keep peace in the kingdom. Is a love match possible where all their dreams can come true? Or will aspirations and pride keep them from living happily ever after?

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No one is more surprised than Izzy when a limo shows up at the garage where she works. The occupant is even more shocking, a prince who claims she is his wife. All because of a box that belonged to her mother that she is looking for a key to open it.

Prince Niko now has a problem, he has a fiancé, Princess Juliana, their marriage will help rebuild and modernized his country following the conflict that had taken his brother’s life. Not a love match but one that is advantageous for both their countries. He needs Izzy to agree to an annulment so things can move forward as planned.

This is a favorite scene.

Unease crept down Izzy’s spine. The seriousness of the situation ratcheted up a notch with two lawyers present.

“My paralegal checked out the prince’s claims about the marriage while I drove over here,” Duncan said. “Vernonia had an old custom of children from royal families marrying but that is illegal now. A groom, however, still presents his wife with a bride box on their wedding night.”

Izzy bit her lip. That didn’t mean she was his wife.

“We may proceed now,” Niko said.

The tension in the office quadrupled. Izzy’s legs shook so much the box jiggled. She placed it on Rowdy’s desk and opened the lid. She removed the velvet-covered tray so the keyhole showed. “I didn’t realize the tray came out or there was a keyhole until after Uncle Frank died. He allowed me to see the box when I was growing up but never touch it.”

“Did your uncle say it belonged to your mother?” Duncan asked.

“No, but I assumed so.” Izzy hoped what she said wouldn’t give more credence to the prince’s claims.

“Uncle Frank told me it was important.”

Niko held the key he’d worn around his neck. “Let us see how important.”

His hand was as steady as a neurosurgeon’s. If it had been her, she would be trembling. Who was she kidding? She was trembling.

He inserted the key in the hole.

Izzy was tempted to close her eyes. She held her breath instead. She wanted to know what was inside, but she wanted nothing the prince had told her to be true.

He turned the key.

Click.

“The key fits,” Niko announced.

The air whooshed from her lungs.

No, this can’t be happening. It can’t be true.

The bottom portion slid out. A hidden drawer.

“Would ya look at that,” Rowdy said with a hint of awe.

Even though she had been waiting for this moment, she was afraid to look. Her curiosity vanished, replaced by trepidation. She didn’t care what was inside. She only wanted things to be the way they’d been before Prince Niko arrived.

“It’s the same tiara,” Jovan said from across the office.

No. Isabel didn’t want to see, so she squeezed her eyes shut. Her chest constricted. She shuddered.

Someone touched her shoulder and squeezed gently. Rowdy. Both he and Boyd could be big-old teddy bears. She opened her eyes, but Niko’s hand was on her.

“Isabel.” Concern filled Niko’s voice. “Would you rather wait?”

His tenderness brought tears. The situation, not him. Still, she appreciated his gesture of comfort, drew strength from it, too. “No.”

Straightening, Izzy peered into the drawer, past the small diamond tiara to find papers, photographs, and more jewelry. Her uncle Frank could have found the box, bought it at a garage sale, or stolen it in desperation. Maybe that was why she had no key.

No, she was being silly now. None of those things would explain Niko knowing her mother’s name or his key fitting the lock. Isabel needed to accept what was in front of her, except…
Melissa McClone. The Reluctant Princess (Kindle Locations 503-534). Cardinal Press, LLC.

A princess of a country she’s never been to, leads Izzy to a journey even more difficult than she could imagine.

This story becomes even more complicated when the King refuses to let them annul the marriage stating it would cause irrevocable damage to the peace.

I also fell in love with Princess Juliana she is definitely a class act and is instrumental in helping Izzy manage her new role.

A delightful story of an interesting marriage that leads to falling in love. With some laughter, some tears and just enough heat this book is a must read.

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USA Today bestselling author, Melissa McClone has published over forty novels with Harlequin and Tule Publishing Group.

With a degree in mechanical engineering from Stanford University, Melissa worked for a major airline where she traveled the globe and met her husband. But analyzing jet engine performance couldn’t compete with her love of writing happily ever afters.

Her first full-time writing endeavor was her first sale when she was pregnant with her first child! When she isn’t writing, you can usually find her driving her minivan to/from her children’s swim practices and other activities.

Melissa lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, three children, two spoiled Norwegian Elkhounds, and cats who think they rule the house. They do!

Mr. Red – The Case Brothers Book 3 by Tessa Layne



Mr. Red
The Case Brothers Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Tessa Layne

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Nicholas

They say an eye for an eye, and God knows I deserve every punishment for the things I’ve done. But when Alison comes sweeping into my life like an angel of death, begging for mercy is the last thing on my mind.

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Nicholas aka Nico Case has been played. Not only did his ex-wife take him for a bundle, she also emptied their joint accounts. To top it off his ‘friend’ and accountant let it happen.

With his trust fund locked by his father, Nico is broke and decides to take his brother Declan up on his offer to stay at his new vineyard. What he finds is a bottle of Grappa on the table and dives into it before crashing on the couch.

Alison is Declan’s winemaker, she was highly recommended by Danny who has connections just about everywhere. She has some secrets, but she never expected Nicholas Case to show up on her couch in the middle of the night.

This is a favorite scene.

She lets out a squeak and lowers the pan, a dusky flush creeping across her chest. “I work for Declan,” she grits indignantly. “But you still haven’t told me who you are.”

I drop my head- it takes too much effort to be upright at the moment, and I study her through half-lidded eyes. What kind of game is she playing here? She’s looking at me like she knows me. Really knows me. But I swear I’ve never seen her before in my life. I don’t recognize her voice, or her body. And I’m pretty sure, once the err… creative face covering is removed, I’m not going to recognize her face either. “I think you know who I am.” I don’t have the energy to be coy.

She lets out a sigh. “You’re Nicholas Case, aren’t you?”

“Nico.” I raise my wrists again. “I’d shake your hand…” I shrug.

“Why are you here? Declan didn’t mention anything about visitors.”

The stabbing above my left eye starts again. “He invited me here weeks ago. Ask him.” I crack open an eye, immediately drawn to dark buds puckered tight and pushing through the sheer fabric, teasing me with how untouchable they are. They might as well be eyeing me through a glass wall. I force myself back to neutral territory. “So you’re the foreman? Very progressive of Dec.”

She makes that squeaky noise deep in her throat again. “Hardly. I’m the winemaker.”

That makes me sit up, albeit too fast, as my head angrily reminds me.

“Wait. Dec’s making wine?” Sonofagun. He’s never shown the faintest interest.

“No. I’m making wine. That’s why he hired me. That’s why-” She shakes her head. “Why’m I telling you this?”

I flash her a mischievous grin. “Because I’m the kind of guy women love to confide in.” Not. So not. If anything, I was the kind of guy mothers forbid their daughters to date. But maybe I’m about to turn over a new leaf.

She’s not buying it. She scoffs. “Good to know you’re still a bullshitter,” she retorts with a huff.

“Wait. Do we know each other?”

She freezes, but it’s so fucking hard to read her with that thing covering her face, I can’t tell what she’s thinking. “No,” she says firmly with a shake of her head. “The papers have said all anyone needs to know about you.” Truth. My brothers and I have been fodder for both the society pages and the gossip rags since we were probably sixteen. But she’d only know that if she’s from here. “What did you say your name was?”

She cocks her head, eyes narrowing. “Alison.”

“Alison?”

Her mouth thins as if she’s having some kind of inner battle with herself. “Alison Walker.”

“A pleasure to meet you. Alison.” I catch her eyes and let my mouth linger over her name. It’s as sensuous on the tongue as her body would be underneath me. If only we could resolve the small issue of the duct tape.

Something hot flares in the deep dark depths of her eyes, and she clears her throat. “Stay here.”

Like I’m going anywhere. I stare unabashedly as she turns and hurries down the hall, still clutching the frying pan. Her barely-there nighty barely covering the plump curves of her ass as it sways in time with her hips.

Holy. Hell.

Maybe there’s a silver lining in this nightmare after all.
Tessa Layne. Mr. Red (Kindle Locations 176-177). Shady Layne Media.

I really got a kick out of these two. Alison puts Nico to work and even while he grumbles he has to respect what she is doing with the vineyard.

The hot and heavy relationship develops quickly, but of course the rest of Nico’s family crap has to rear it’s ugly head.

A page turning read with a surprise or three. I can’t wait to read Danny’s story in Mr. Whiskey.

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Tessa Layne writes smokin’ hot contemporary cowboy and military romances filled with tenderhearted tough guys and sassy strong women who capture their hearts.She grew up in Colorado in the mountains at the edge of the Great Plains. There, she met her own smokin’ hot Cowboy and they had a whirlwind romance to rival any novel. She believes in Happily Ever Afters, loves fireflies, horses, and breathing clean country air. Her favorite thing to do is to sit on the porch swing with a glass of Rose, listening to her Cowboy pluck his guitar!

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ARC Review of Mastering Rayne – Club Zodiac Book 4 by Becca Jameson


Mastering Rayne
Club Zodiac Book 4
By
Becca Jameson


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Secrets can turn into lies if they’re kept for too long…

For Rayne, guarding deep family secrets is a way of life. It’s ingrained. It prevents her from ever getting close to anyone.

Colin is building a new life in Denver. He has a club to open, a personal training business to grow, and an abused sister to rescue.

Rayne and Colin have known each other for years, but they’ve never scened together. Until now… A chance meeting in a club can change everything.

There’s just one problem. Colin’s ex-girlfriend made him extremely leery of women who are hiding something. Secrets raise huge red flags.

Their chemistry is undeniable. Ropes, blindfolds, workout benches, bed posts, spankings, denial…

They click. Rayne knows it. Colin knows it. But the secrets get in the way. Without trust, there is no foundation.

Mastering Rayne is the fourth book in the Club Zodiac series. It features Rayne, a character fans will remember from Training Sasha. The hero is Master Colin, a character from another local club, Breeze. Master Colin also made an appearance in Dark Nightmares, which released in November of 2018 in the Dark Falls series.

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I love this series, Becca has written several types of BDSM relationships into a series that shows how different they can be. In this book we get to know Rayne and Colin.

Colin and Aaron have moved to Denver to open a new Zodiac club. The Miami club is now a huge success and they are ready to expand. Colin was particularly pleased to take on this site since his sister lives in Denver and he believes she is in an abusive relationship and wants to get her out of it and safe.

One of Rayne’s many secrets is she was raised in Denver. She moved back to her family home on graduating with her law degree and is a now a successful divorce attorney. This is fortuitous since Colin’s sister London is in need of one although she isn’t quite ready to file.

Colin has watched Rayne and they have been acquaintances since she was with Rowan, but he has never done a scene with her. Although that is about to change as they run into each other at Roses and Thorns.

This is a favorite scene.

Finally, she slowly turned around, and a flush ran up her chest as she confirmed her suspicion. Colin Wynne. He had his back to her, but there was no mistaking his muscular shoulders, bulging arms, and the distinctive tattoo on one arm. He was more filled out than she remembered him. Bulkier than a year ago.

Even though she’d just seen him on Tuesday, she hadn’t been able to appreciate his full physique. He’d had on a button-up shirt and slacks. Tonight, however… Lordy.

He was wearing a tight black T-shirt and dark blue jeans. He was also handling a long length of rope, which didn’t surprise her since she’d often seen him create amazing artistic designs with nothing more than a woman’s body and several feet of rope.

As she approached, drawn like a magnet, he must have sensed her because he slowly turned around.

The smile that lit up his face made her heart race. God, he was sexy tonight. His hair was longer on top than it had been in Miami, the locks falling across his forehead.

“Rayne…” His voice was deep and rough.

“Hey,” she responded, licking her lips and feeling like a dork. Normally, in her day-to-day world, she was confident to the point of cocky, but as she closed the distance with Colin, she felt anything but confident.

She had no idea what he’d ever thought of her, or even if he had ever considered her for a moment.

“Are you a member here?” he asked. “I haven’t seen you around. Granted, I’ve only been here a half a dozen times myself.”

She shook her head. “No. This is my first time.” Shit. Wouldn’t he wonder why she picked tonight? The first weekend night since he’d stepped into her office?

He lifted a brow. “Really? Do you belong to another club in the Denver area?”

“No.” Suddenly chilled under his scrutiny, she crossed her arms and rubbed her biceps with her palms. “I haven’t had time to explore much.”

“You’ve been here a year,” he pointed out.

“Yes.”

Slowly he nodded. And then he glanced down at the rope and held it up. “I was hoping to create a piece of art tonight. You want to be my canvas?”

She swallowed. She wanted to be his canvas more than she wanted her next breath. She wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity. “I’d like that.” Though she’d always been at least peripherally attracted to him when they’d both lived in Miami, she’d never scened with him. For over a year, she’d been with Rowen, and after that Colin had had a girlfriend too. She wondered what happened to the woman. It seemed unlikely he was still with her. Rayne tried to remember her name. Sarah. Right.

He reached out with his free hand, and she set hers in his. And then he hauled her closer. She could feel his heat when she found herself inches from his body. His hand roamed up her arm and then higher until he cupped her face. “It occurs to me that even though we’ve known each other a long time, we’ve never scened together.”

She nodded. “True. I was with Rowen when I met you, and then you had a girlfriend after that. Sarah, right?”

“Yes. We broke up after you moved to Denver.” His words were soft, as was his touch on her cheek. He met her gaze. “How much experience do you have with rope bondage?”

“A little. Not much.” To be honest, it had always intrigued her, but she hadn’t ever met someone she trusted to thoroughly tie her up. She’d seen Colin in action, though. She knew he was an amazing rigger. The sight of the rope in his hands made her pussy clench.

Colin threaded his fingers in her hair and ran them through the length. “So silky,” he commented softly. “I’ve always wondered what it might feel like.”

He had? Yikes.

“Do you have a hairband? I don’t want it to get caught in my knots.”

She fought the urge to tip her face into his hand when it returned to her cheek, his thumb stroking casually across her jaw. Instead, she lifted her gaze to meet his as she tucked two fingers into the tight front pocket of her jean skirt and extracted a band.

Unsure if he intended for her to pull her hair back or if he wanted to do it himself, she fingered the band for a moment. Finally, he released her face, gently extracted the hairband from her palm, and turned her to face away from him.

As if he were a hairdresser who played with women’s locks every day, he expertly gathered her length at the base of her neck and then threaded it through the band. After a few passes, he trapped the ends and then doubled it again, forming a bun.

The entire time he had his hands in her hair, her body came more fully alive.
Becca Jameson. Mastering Rayne (Kindle Locations 384-421). Becca Jameson Publishing. Kindle Edition.

What was intended to be a one night thing becomes a bit more as Colin reiterates his concern for her lack of self-defense knowledge and fitness.

This book is sizzling and has all kinds of secrets coming out. More with London’s abusive husband and one twist after another had me turning the pages long after my bedtime.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series.

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After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.


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ARC Review of Deadly Truths – Kiss Her Goodbye Book 3 by Rebecca Royce



Deadly Truths
Kiss Her Goodbye Book 3
By
Rebecca Royce

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I’m Everly Marrs.

Eighteen months ago the Letters took me to force my father’s hand and turned my world upside down. A few months after that, a man named Ben took me from them and I went through hell before I saw them again and they turned my heart inside out. In fast moments I’ll never get over, I killed my father and walked away from everything–the Alliance, the Letters, my heart.

Before D, W, T, K and J, I had plans. I was going to help people. After, I barely recognize myself, but I went through the motions, and I finished school. I had a job that paid under the table. I avoided electronic monitoring and I knew how to take care of myself. I was going off the grid. I was going to be safe and disappear.

Then one of my Letters walked into a bar…it sounds like a joke yet its anything but funny. Once again, I’m plunged back into their world, only they aren’t taking me this time. No one is.

No, this time I know what it means to be Everly Marrs and what happens next is going to happen my way.

Everly has resigned herself to the fact she needs to stay off the grid. She has finished her degree but still hasn’t decided where to go or when. She figures she’ll know when she needs to leave.

Warden aka W is the one who shows up at the bar where she is working. Up to this point the letters have stayed away, respecting her wishes. But Warden is hurt and needs more help than she can give him.

As she makes her decision, she runs into Derrick aka D and he offers his help to get Warden to Judson aka J. Aside from the pretty elaborate gifts these two have given her Everly needs something else, a promise from them. A promise she will need from all of them should this move forward.

This is a favorite scene.

I stared at both of them for a long moment. “If we’re going to do this, if we’re going to proceed like there is any chance I could be with both of you, then I can’t have it that you two would ever consider hurting one another.” I held up my hand before they could answer me. “That was a deal breaker for me before when I didn’t know there were deals to be made. I recognize there are things I can’t have any control over. Like men threatening me on the street and death plots, but I won’t compromise on that. If you’re on my side, you’re on my side. And that means you never—and I mean never—even consider hurting the other one.”

Warden swallowed. “As I told you before, I’ll tell you again: I never had those intentions. I can’t speak for Derrick.”

Derrick nodded. “I can do that. I don’t often offer loyalty. But I will give it to Warden if that means I get to share you with him. I’m not going anywhere, Everly. Even if you kick me out, I’m hanging around to protect you. I’d rather be on the inside.”

I rose. The plane was relatively smooth in the sky, and I didn’t know what made me act the way I did. Instinct, maybe. I walked to Warden. He’d been the first to answer me. I bent over, placing my mouth close to his. So close I could see the pulse in his neck, hear his soft breathing, and practically taste his lips against my own.

“Promise me you’ll never betray Derrick or any of the others if we find our way back to each other. Promise me.
Rebecca Royce. Deadly Truths (Kindle Locations 460-471). Kindle Edition.

Everly has to face some truths about herself and the guys. However the twists in this book had me cursing up a blue streak.

Intrigue, a surprise I didn’t see coming and so much more had me turning the pages.

Don’t miss this stunning conclusion to the Kiss Her Goodbye Series!

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As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

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Her Passionate Hero – Black Dawn Book 3 by Caitlyn O’Leary



Her Passionate Hero
Black Dawn Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Caitlyn O’Leary

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Aliana Novak spent most of her school years being bullied. Her only refuge, was Hunter Diaz, until the day he graduated and left her to deal with the tormentors herself. But that was then, this is now. Those horrific experiences molded her into what she is today and made her the perfect candidate for Vice Principal of one of the toughest, schools in East LA. Sometimes the harder you fall, the stronger you rise. Aliana always rose to the challenge until one the most notorious gangs in East LA had her in their sights.

Hunter Diaz, scraped and fought his way out of the gangs of East LA, to serve honorably as a SEAL in the United States Navy. He has become one of the most dangerous men on the planet. When his adopted grandmother tells him an old friend is in trouble back home, he returns to the place he vowed to leave firmly in the past.

Hunter expects to find the same awkward and fragile girl he once knew. Instead, he finds a beautiful strong woman who is closed off from everything but the children under her care. Even when her life is on the line she is determined to handle things on her own. What had happened to Aliana? Can Hunter break down her walls and prove to her he is still her knight in shining armor before she ends up dead?

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Aliana is in trouble, not of her making. In her years since Hunter left she has devoted herself to helping the kids targeted by gangs. In her role as Vice Principal she doesn’t tolerate the shenanigans of the members of gangs and expels them without second thought and encourages those who have the potential to escape the neighborhood and the gangs. One young man, Nicholas, has such promise and he is embracing the opportunities he sees for himself. It’s Nicholas that is the root of attacks on her, she thinks she can handle it all, but her grandmother has other ideas.

Hunter has just returned from a mission, when his grandmother calls him and orders him home. It was so out of character for her, it leaves Hunter stunned even as he demands to know the reason. For Aliana he would do anything and that she was in danger motivated him more than anything to head home.

This is a favorite scene as he confronts her about the attacks.

“I’ve got to finish, Babička is waiting for us.”

“She can wait a little longer. Tell me who the people were who didn’t mention your grandmother. Somebody threatened your mother?”

She shook her head, refusing to look at him.

“Cariña, you’ve got to tell me.”

She pulled away from him and her gaze swung wildly around the kitchen. “I can fix this. I can fix this.” She mutters.

“No you can’t, not without my help.”

“Dammit, Hunter. I told you to go away. You listened before why not this time?” She looked at him beseechingly.

“Because now I’m thirty-one, not a dumb nineteen-year-old who had my teeth kicked in by the girl who meant everything to him. This time we’re going to resolve this shit. You’re going to let me help, and you’re going to tell me why you sent me away all those years ago.”

“Please, leave, I’m begging you. It’s what’s best.” More tears spilled. She looked wildly around the kitchen. He followed her glance. Her eyes spied the knife. For a second he thought she was going to grab it, but then she turned to face him.

“Best for who? It’s sure as hell not best for me.”

“Then me. Leave so I can still feel good about myself.” She stared past him at the counter. “When I told you to go away before, I was relieving you of a responsibility that would just make you have a crap life.” Her head swung so she could glare at him. “But it got even worse Hunter, far worse. You were so lucky you got away from the crazy girl when you did.”

“What in the world are you talking about. Mamie can’t sing your praises enough. Your grandmother adores you. You’re a Vice Principal, for God’s sake.”

“Are you going to go?” she asked, her voice a hoarse whisper.

He gently placed his hands on her shoulders, not in a million years did he want to cause her physical pain on her bruises.

“Nothing is going to drag me away.”
O’Leary, Caitlyn. Her Passionate Hero (Black Dawn Book 3) (pp. 83-84). Passionately Kind Publishing. Kindle Edition.

We learn of Hunter’s past and as other SEALs he’s asked show up to help protect her and her family he also realizes how much danger she’s in.

Aliana is stubborn as is her grandmother and Hunter’s grandmother too. The grandmother’s book club provides not only information but also lots of giggles in an otherwise tense situation.

A page turning read with plenty of action, some tears, some giggles and a romance that was meant to be.

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Caitlyn O’Leary is an avid reader, and considers herself a fan first and an author second. She reads a wide variety of genres, but finds herself going back to happily-ever-afters. Getting a chance to write, after years in corporate America is a dream come true. She hopes that her stories provide the kind of entertainment and escape that she has found from some of her favorite authors.

Her Series Include:
THE FOUND
It’s a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets.

MIDNIGHT DELTA
This is focused on a group of Navy Seals. What makes them special is their bond to one another, and the women they come to love.

FATE HARBOR
This is the series that started her career, it is a Menage Series that takes place in Fate Harbor Washington. It focuses on a tight knit community who live and love and care for one another.

She loves to hear from her readers. caitlyn@caitlynoleary.com

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Naughton – Butler Ranch Book 3 By Heather Slade



Naughton
Butler Ranch Book 3
By
Heather Slade

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A loner by choice and chance, Naughton Butler has no social skills. That works for him, because the secret he holds means he can’t let anyone close enough to need them. But when he and his brother are left four-hundred acres of prime vineyard land, he has to muster up enough civility to interview an assistant winery manager for the new facility.

His brother and business partner recommends Bradley St. John for the job. Naughton agrees to interview him, but when Bradley arrives for the interview in high heels and a short skirt, Naughton thinks his brother’s playing a joke. The pretty, young woman had the right degrees, and might be good for working in a tasting room, but did she have the experience to run a winery?

In shock, Naughton insults Bradley in the worst way, and she walks out, saving him the trouble of kicking her out. But he can’t get her off of his mind, and feels guilty for being rude, which was a first. He goes to find her to apologize, but when he gets to her uncle’s ranch, he realizes the joke is on him.

Not only was Bradley St. John born into winemaking like he was, it was obvious as he followed her through the vineyard, she knew what she was doing.

Hiring her would solve an immediate problem for both him and his brother, but Naughton had a feeling having her around would create an even bigger problem. He found himself fiercely attracted to her, which was something else that hadn’t happened in a long time.

He didn’t need a distraction, and would make it clear to his brother it was up to him to keep her away from him. The question was, how far away would be far enough?

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I am really loving this series, there is so much suspense and intrigue. For a dead man Kade seems to be everywhere and in everyone’s business.

Now that Naughton and Maddox have two vineyards, they are hiring a wine maker, even though the one at Demetria won’t be yielding fruit for a while yet. Of course Naughton does manage to mess things up in a most amusing way, at least for the reader.

This is a favorite scene.

Maddox had warned her that Naughton could be abrasive. He hadn’t warned her, however, that he was an arrogant, sexist asshole.

Bradley was used to people being surprised by her name but not having someone insist she was lying about it.

“What are you doing back so soon?” her uncle asked.

“Naughton Butler is a…jerk.” There were about a hundred other things she could call him, but her Aunt Jean and Uncle Charlie had always been good to her. She wouldn’t disrespect them just because Naughton was pond scum.

Her uncle laughed. “You got that right.”

“What happened, honey?” her aunt asked.

“He asked where I was hiding my boyfriend.”

“What an odd thing for him to ask.”

“He refused to believe I was Bradley Saint John. Evidently, the last thing he expected was a woman applying for a job as winery manager.”

Her uncle was chuckling and pointing to the road. “Here comes Maddox now, and it doesn’t look like he’s alone.”

“I’ll be inside.”

“Bradley.”

That was all it took—her Aunt Jean saying her name in that way that reminded Bradley of her mom. “Okay,” she murmured and stayed where she was.

Naughton was the first to get out of the truck. He nodded at her aunt and uncle, and approached her, holding out his hand. Instead of shaking it, Bradley folded her arms in front of her.

“Why are you here?” she asked.

“Evidently, I owe you an apology,” he said, quietly enough that only she could hear him.

Bradley took a step back.

Naughton was a little too heart-stoppingly good-looking to be standing so close to her. “Nice apology. Wait, you didn’t actually apologize, did you?” she smirked.

“I’m sorry, Bradley,” he whispered, taking another step forward.

God, his voice. It wasn’t just his rockin’ hard body, but his gravelly voice was sexier than all get-out too.

“Forgive me?”

Bradley hadn’t moved, but Naughton had. The step forward he took brought him close enough that she could smell the vineyard on him. She breathed in and instinctively closed her eyes. The vines had a certain smell that lingered on the clothes of someone who spent their day in them. It was like the smell of a campfire to those who loved to camp.

“Bradley, I asked you a question.”

It came out almost like a growl, but a damn sexy one.

“Yeah,” she muttered. Why had the fight she had in her only moments ago abandoned her?

“Can we begin again?”

She nodded, still unable to find her voice.

“Good. How about we walk?”

Instead of turning around, Naughton went forward, and Bradley followed.

“Mad says you’re the new rock star.”

“Is that what he said?”

“No, but I thought you might take it the wrong way if I told you he said you were gonna be the hottest new winemaker on the Central Coast.”

Bradley smiled. At least he was trying to be nice, however misguided his attempt might be. “I give credit for whatever I know to my uncle.”

“Where’d you go to school?”

“Cornell.”

Naughton raised his eyebrows.

“My father lives on the East Coast.”

He nodded. “And your mother?”

“My mother passed away when I was twelve.”

“I see. I’m sorry I asked.”

“Jean is my mom’s sister.”

“Why’d she name you Bradley?”

Interesting that Naughton asked why her mother had named her Bradley, instead of her father or both her parents.

“It was her maiden name.”

“No brothers?”

“No siblings.”

“I like it.”

“What? My name?”

“Yeah.”

They walked in silence through her uncle’s vineyards, the ones she’d walked every summer of her life since she was five years old.

“What do you think of Butler Ranch wines?”

“They’re good…”

“But not as good as your uncle’s.”
Slade, Heather. Butler Ranch Box Set: Books 1–3 . Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Locations (7053-7088). Kindle Edition.

Now there is an immediate attraction between these two, but Bradley has a boyfriend. Guy Deveux III aka Trey also has a family in the business and is quite full of himself. He also seems to know Rory Calder, not a good recommendation in my opinion.

Lots of action in this one starting with a fire and progressing into other problems with wineries in area of the Butler Ranch. More on Kade’s many secrets, and plenty of sizzle with Naughton and Bradley. I can’t seem to read these books fast enough.

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My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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Her Devoted Hero – Black Dawn Book 2 By Caitlyn O’Leary



Her Devoted Hero
Black Dawn Book 2
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Caitlyn O’Leary

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Navy SEAL Dex Evans has a problem. His buddies think it’s a riot when they sign him up for a dating service behind his back. But who would have thought that with a profile like SailorBoy69 he’d snag a woman who was hysterically funny and gorgeous. Too bad she was also skittish as all hell. Dex fears that when she finds out his profile was a set-up, his happily ever after could sink to the bottom of the ocean.

Single mother, Kenna Wright was in way over her head. She’d spent years putting her child first while ignoring her needs. So what was she thinking responding to the flirtatious email? Luckily for her, when she is stuck on a project with Dex, he’s even better in person than he’d been on his online profile. But can she believe this sexy SEAL when he says he’s looking for more than a fling?

When one of her co-workers is murdered and it looks like Kenna might be the next one in the killer’s crosshairs, Dex is determined to keep her safe. But with a target on her back, it’s really hard to keep a shield over her heart.

……. Hello SailorBoy69,
SNMP stands for So Not Mary Poppins. Take it to heart. My photo is me, but it’s pretty much a fake, since it took me two hours and twenty dollars worth of product to achieve the look. If we were to meet in person, I probably wouldn’t look anywhere close to this, so soak in this picture. Actually, don’t worry, we won’t meet, but I’ll get to that.
Here’s me in a nutshell. I live in the good part of town because I work my ass off handling my full-time job as a nurse, plus a part-time gig, that’s so my son can go to school in a decent school district. Being a good mother is the most important thing in my life, so I have no earthly idea why I’m responding to your profile since I don’t have time to date. Did I mention I have a kid, two jobs and really don’t look like this?
I like the fact that you’re serving our country. That’s part of the reason I’m reaching out to you. But the real reason I’m writing, is that I’m ninety-nine point nine percent sure you won’t respond, so this is a safe letter to write. I can feel good that I’ve finally put myself out there, without enduring the humiliation of a first date, which I’ll fail at, because I’ll never in a million years figure out how to reach this level of pretty again.

But in all seriousness, I wanted to take aim for a good guy, and you’re it. I like the fact you’re in the Navy. I like the fact, that you work with disenfranchised kids. I think you’re a nice man. Hell, I don’t even care if that’s not your real picture, because responsible men do it for me. Of course in my world they’re like mythical unicorns, they just don’t exist, at least not for me. But the dream of a responsible man makes my panties damp. See I can say this safely, cause you’re not going to respond, and I’m never going to meet you.

So, that’s my story SailorBoy69. Just know that out there in this big bad world a woman thinks you’re pretty exceptional, except for the atrocious cyber name you’ve given yourself of course. Now, if you have a thought of responding, for God’s sake don’t. Remember, it’s me. I have a kid, two jobs, and I’ll look like crap, and you’ll ruin the fantasy.
― Signed, So Not Mary Poppins

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One of the things I love about Caitlyn’s Series is how they intertwine. In this one Clint from Midnight Delta Team has played quite the prank on Dex of Black Dawn.

Signed up for a dating site with emails sent to a couple hundred women, Dex is ready to strangle Clint as he responds explaining how it’s all a misunderstanding due to a hack. That is until the last one, SNMP intrigued him and made him laugh, he had to respond to her.

Kenna only signed up on the site to satisfy friends that she’s getting out there. She wasn’t quite sure why she responded to SailorBoy69, there was just something about him.

These two are a hoot, after a couple of emails she decides to stop the foolishness and deletes her profile. However, not before Dex has collected what information he can.

Her employer Rosalie has other ideas since her grandson owns the site. She decides to throw these two together in a project for her. Then the fun really begins.

This is a favorite scene.

“I’m not going to Rosalie’s. I’m meeting up with some people. Your grandmother will be here any minute.”

“She’s coming pretty early, isn’t she?” Austin asked.

“I have to leave early. Somebody’s going to pick me up.”

The doorbell rang. They looked at one another.

“That must be your ride. Gram has a key,” Austin stated the obvious.

Dammit. She’d texted Dex to wait at the curb, and she’d come out to him. She didn’t want him to meet Austin. There were going to be too many questions.

She looked at her cell phone. Nope, no text from Dex, just another call from an unidentified caller. Couldn’t Dex have texted to let her know he was coming to the door? This did not bode well if he couldn’t follow one simple request.

Her son left to answer the door and she took another look in the mirror. Not too bad. Not as good as her profile pic, but not too bad. She swiped on another layer of lip gloss and hurried down the stairs.

Double damn. Her mother was at the bottom of the stairs beaming up at her. Dex was standing beside her, with a wide smile.

“Look who I found on your door step. You didn’t tell me you were meeting a handsome man for breakfast.” Penny Hartford said.

“I’m not,” Kenna told her mother.

Dex let out a laugh. Austin and Penny joined him.

“Smooth Mom.” Austin spoke at the same time her mother.

“Maybe you need your eyes checked, Kenna Leigh. He’s handsome.”

Kenna flushed. “We’re not having breakfast,” she mumbled.

“Dex, I’d like you to meet my son Austin, and my mother, Penny. Family, meet the handsome man, Dex Evans. We are not having breakfast. We are going to visit homeless shelters today. It’s a new assignment for Rosalie.”

“Actually, I was hoping we could pick up coffee and a scone. I told Reverend Langley we’d be there at nine,” Dex smiled.

Austin gave her a sideways smirk. What was up with that? Shouldn’t he be all upset that a strange man was trying to have coffee with her? She understood her mother’s glee, but her son’s?

“Dex, I thought I asked you to wait in the car for me this morning,” she said pointedly.

“My grandfather would hand me my ass if I didn’t go to a lady’s door.”

“You were raised right.” Penny nodded firmly. “Did your grandfather raise you?”

“He had a large hand in it. I came out to San Diego most summers to spend them with my grandparents,” Dex explained.

There was a story there.

“I can tell I like him,” Penny said.

“Are you here to watch Austin while Kenna and I go do our thing?”

“Yep, that’s my thing on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Let’s me catch up with the light of my life. But today is a little more interesting.”

“No. No it isn’t. It is just one of Rosalie’s projects. Nothing interesting at all,” Kenna said quickly.

The last thing she needed was her mother getting ideas.

“As a matter of fact, this is a big project that will take months. Rosalie has taken Kenna off all of her other duties to focus on this. I’ll be spending pretty much all of my free time coordinating with her. I’m really looking forward to it.”

“In that case, you should come to dinner, shouldn’t he Austin? I always cook on Saturdays since Kenna has to work.”

Come on Baby Boy, do Mama a solid and say no.

Austin looked at her, then looked at Dex, then looked back at her. “Sounds good, Gram.” He had a shit-eating grin on his face.

Traitor.

“Austin, I forgot to talk to you about some chores you need to get done today. Can you come with me?”

Kenna jerked her head towards the kitchen. He trailed her into the other room. “What are you thinking?” she demanded. She had to stare up at him because he was three inches taller than her, but he was still her little boy.

“I’m thinking this is a way for Gram and I to see if he is make-up worthy.”
O’Leary, Caitlyn. Her Devoted HERO (Black Dawn Book 2) (pp. 73-76). Passionately Kind Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Of course you realize things can’t go smoothly, and things start happening quickly from here.

Dex and Kenna have much to learn about each other, it’s a slow but steady build up to some really intense heat.

A murder, threats and so much more as this relationship develops. We see a lot more of Clint and his team as well as things get more intense.  Enough hold your breath suspense that I couldn’t put this book down.

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Caitlyn O’Leary is an avid reader, and considers herself a fan first and an author second. She reads a wide variety of genres, but finds herself going back to happily-ever-afters. Getting a chance to write, after years in corporate America is a dream come true. She hopes that her stories provide the kind of entertainment and escape that she has found from some of her favorite authors.

Her Series Include:
THE FOUND
It’s a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets.

MIDNIGHT DELTA
This is focused on a group of Navy Seals. What makes them special is their bond to one another, and the women they come to love.

FATE HARBOR
This is the series that started her career, it is a Menage Series that takes place in Fate Harbor Washington. It focuses on a tight knit community who live and love and care for one another.

She loves to hear from her readers. caitlyn@caitlynoleary.com

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