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review 2017-08-02 02:59
Book Review for Lucky by Lily Atlas
 
 
 
 
 
Title: Lucky
Series: No Prisoners MC Romance
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance 
Release Date: July 31, 2017
Arc Copy provided for Honest Review
5 stars from us
Reviewed by Angels With Attitude Book Reviews


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
After six painful months caring for her terminally ill mother, Kori learns the identity of her father. Desperate to connect with the only family she has left, Kori sets out to meet the man responsible for half of her DNA. There’s just one problem: he’s the President of the No Prisoners MC, Las Vegas chapter.
 
Raised as the step-daughter of an MC member, Kori has one rule when it comes to dating: no bikers. But following that rule becomes a real challenge when she meets Lucky, a member of her father’s club. He's handsome, he's sexy, and he makes her feel special.
 
Lucky has his own rule for dating: don’t do it. With a revolving door to his bedroom, he has no interest in a relationship. But what begins as harmless flirting with his Pres's daughter heats up, until he can’t get Kori out of his mind. She's enough to make him give up being single. 
 
But Lucky is holding onto a dark secret. He's learned the Pres and VP are involved in activities that could bring down their chapter. He was nearly ready to act when Kori arrived. Now he must decide: move swiftly against his club's leaders, or wait to give his relationship more time to develop? Either way, can he save her from getting caught in the crossfire?


Another great MC romance in the No Prisoner's series.In this story we were on a journey with Kori and Lucky to finding their own piece of love and happiness.

Kori has lost her mother and has learned who is her long lost father in one swoop.After her mother's death she seeks out to find her father and to get to know him if he is willing.In doing so she learns her father is the president of the No Prisoners MC club.

Kori has one thing going for her and that is she is not a complete stranger when it come to club life her mother was and old lady and her stepfather a member of a club.I found Kori to be sweet kind,loving,independent, and she had a sense of humor and was full of spunk.

I always pick a favorite character in a story and mine is going to be Kori.I just loved her from the onset.But,she won me over when she made the ultimate sacrifice to protect Lucky even though doing so she was going to cost her the man she loves.

Lucky's character surprised me the most.Lucky was not your typical MC character.I found him to have more feelings and was more open than any of the other MC members.Yes he has baggage like most but, I loved how he openly he expressed his feelings a thoughts with Kori.It showed he was caring and had feelings and was capable of giving his heart to someone.Yes,he was dangerous but not in a scary kind of way.

Lucky saw Kori as a challenge and she was the first girl who didn't fall at his feet.He knew right then and there that she was the one for him.I loved this couple together they had awesome chemistry that made for some really hot sexual encounters.They were just so cute together with their constant teasing and bantering with each other as it made us smile and laugh.

I found Lucky to have his own  insecurities in this relationship that definitely clouded his judgment when it came to Kori.But, all those insecurities is what drew me to Lucky's character.It made for  more of an emotional story.Falling in love is not alway's easy but, its more rewarding when you have to work for it.
(grins)

This MC romance had tons of drama,deceit,greed.The story always had something going on.Keeping it interesting.This MC is divided as it is but,when the secrets are revealed to the club is it going to make or break it?

I love when you read a story and from the onset you connect with its characters and I was able to do that with these characters as I could help but love them.We also enjoyed reading about the other members as well.

Another great story filled with love,romance,drama,betrayals that had a great cast of characters and we loved it.

I am so enjoying this series and recommend it to all MC lovers.

5 stars from us 


 
 
 
Las Vegas, November 2015
Three-fifty-seven a.m. Pretty fucking early. Why the hell he was awake, he had no clue. Maybe his female companion had inadvertently woken him when she crawled her sweet ass out of the bed and slunk into the night.
Lucky’s head was a bit groggy, but the intoxication seemed to have worked its way out of his system. A quick cup of the sludge his MC brothers called coffee and he’d be good to ride home where he could actually get some comfortable sleep. This damn bed was like sleeping on a pile of rocks, and sharp nails.
Now where the hell had his cut landed?
He found it dangling from the foot of the bed. Once dressed, he made his way down the dark hallway toward the main area of the clubhouse. The building was a seven thousand square foot single story old shoe factory that had been converted for their needs years ago. The front of the building served as the heart of the clubhouse. The space was wide open, with a massive bar, pool table, dart boards, and a number of plush, albeit questionably sanitary, couches. That’s where they partied, hung out, and generally caused a ruckus.
A long hallway led to the back of the building where offices and spare rooms were located as well as the giant meeting room, or chapel, where the club conducted its business. Lucky loved his second home, even if sleeping there was a less than restful experience.
He trod as quietly as his booted feet would allow so as not to wake anyone else who’d spent the night. As he neared the bar, loud, angry voices broke the silence of the early morning.
“How did this happen? Tell me how the fuck this happened!” Rebel’s smoke-roughened yell made Lucky wince. Their Vegas chapter president was not someone to piss off. Those who got on his bad side often found themselves missing a tooth or two. Just last year when their club brothers from Crystal Rock, Arizona were in town, Rebel had rearranged some punk’s face for having the nerve to step on his foot and not apologize in a crowded bar.
“I don’t know, Pres. Casper called me just five minutes ago. First thing I did was come to you.” Savage sounded just as agitated as Rebel. Another man you didn’t want to put a target on your ass. Like Lucky, he lived up to his nickname with gusto.
Lucky halted, unsure if he’d be welcome at this moment. If it seemed like they could use his help, he’d be more than happy to jump in, but something felt off about the situation. The small hairs on the back of his neck rose to attention. An issue requiring attention at four a.m. on a Saturday could only mean trouble.
Casper. Why did that name sound so familiar?
“Tell me exactly what Casper said. Word for fuckin’ word. And give me a fuckin’ cigarette. I left mine in my room.”
Silence descended and Lucky pictured Rebel lighting up and sucking in that first soothing drag. In eight years, there had perhaps been three times he’d seen Rebel without a cigarette between his fingers and smoke billowing from his mouth. His leathery face and raspy voice bore the marks of a man who loved his smokes.
“Spit it the fuck out, Savage.” Rebel sounded close to losing his cool. Surprising for a man who ruthlessly commanded respect and never seemed at a loss. Shit must be bad.
“Casper said they’re having ongoing issues with their supply from the cartel. Trust has been a problem since the Crystal Rock chapter ambushed them. Stealing the mil meant for the cartel pissed the Grimm Brothers off, big time. They liked working with Snake but hate Casper’s guts.”
Lucky remembered now. Grimm Brothers MC. Casper was the VP and Snake had been the president for a while. Nasty motherfuckers who caused serious trouble for two of his brothers, Striker and Jester. Snake kidnapped Striker’s woman and blackmailed Jester’s ol’ lady with threats of killing her only brother. The Grimm Brothers were the sworn enemy of the No Prisoners Crystal Rock chapter.
“Shit.” Rebel’s curse was followed by a loud boom that had Lucky jolting. He tiptoed a few steps further into the hallway. He should leave. Spying on the President wasn’t a smart idea, but now he itched to know the rest of the story.
“Did they get this month’s shipment? Thirty percent of that product had our name on it,” Rebel asked.
Wait. What? Lucky’s blood ran cold. His club steered far away from the drug trade.
“Most of it. The cartel held some of it back as punishment for Casper’s bad attitude.” Savage paused and without actually looking at him, Lucky could imagine his cold eyes turn deadly. “Said they have no problem finding new buyers so Casper needs to get his ass in line.”
Rebel let out a harsh laugh followed by a barking cough. “That scrawny asshole knows how much I depend on the cash from our heroin sales. He better get his shit together or the cartel will be the least of his worries.”
Lucky swore his heart stopped beating for a few seconds, just before it kicked up into a fast gallop. Rebel and Savage were selling drugs. Who else knew? Who else was involved? How long had this been going on?
Nausea rolled through his gut like a violent storm. His sister had died of an overdose when she was just seventeen. One of the reasons he’d chosen this specific MC when looking to prospect was the fact that they were fierce in their stance against involvement in the drug trade. Too risky and too much collateral damage. Or so he’d believed.
“Maybe we should consider cutting out the middle man. Deal with the cartel ourselves.” Rebel coughed. The man’s lungs had to be blacker than tar.
“Not a bad idea, Pres. Things ain’t the same since Jester beat Snake near to death. You think Casper finished the job? You know that greedy asshole was just biding his time until he could claw his way to the top and no one’s heard from Snake in the months since.”
“I need a drink. What a fuckin’ mess.” Rebel sighed, then the sound of liquid being poured reached Lucky’s ears.
Well, now he sure as hell couldn’t step out into the bar area. With the stealth of a ninja, Lucky crept back toward the room he’d crashed in. This was far too much information to process at four in the morning after a night of heavy drinking. His thoughts bubbled and swirled like molten lava in a volcano near eruption.
Now he got to choose between two shitty options.
Turn a blind eye and keep his trap closed.
Or run with what he overheard to someone who could help. Take it to the Crystal Rock chapter. Tell them his president and vice president were in direct violation of the club’s strict no drugs bylaw. Be a rat.
And in the MC world, there was nothing dirtier than a rat.
 
 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
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review 2017-07-14 18:17
The Atlas of Forgotten Places: A Novel - Jenny D. Williams

I absolutely loved this book. A book filled with family, love, friendship, action and suspense set in Africa during the revolutionary war in Uganda and the Congo.

Sabine, who has retired from a long career of aid work to Germany, discovers that her niece, Lily, who went to Uganda to follow in her aunt's footsteps, is missing. Lily was scheduled to come home for the holidays, however, she was not on the plane when it landed. Sabine knows that the only way she is going to find her niece is to go to Uganda herself and look into the matter. 

What she finds there is so different from how it was when she was there as an aid worker. There has been a revolutionary war and poverty is everywhere. Families are missing family members and it seems everyone is trying to find their loved ones. However, with Lily being white, she hopes that this will put a spark under everyone and Lily will be found easily and safely. That does not happen.

The story of Sabine's journey is filled with action and suspense. I sped right through this book totally engrossed. Jenny D. Williams has done a great job in this, her debut novel. The writing and how she plotted everything was impeccable. 

A book filled with emotion, surprises, and lots and lots of danger which I found very entertaining. I would definitely read this author's next book!

Thanks to St. Martin's Press and Net Galley for providing me with a free e-galley in exchange for an honest, unbiased review.

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review 2017-07-07 22:11
Murder in Mayfair
Murder in Mayfair: An Atlas Catesby Mystery - D. M. Quincy

An above average historical mystery. Entertaining characters, clear writing.

 

I definitely recommend it and look forward to more.

 

I received this book free from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review. 

 

 

 

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review 2017-05-18 20:48
Book Review for Hook by Lilly Atlas
 
 
 
 
 
Title: Hook
Series: No Prisoners MC Novella
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Published: April 11, 2017
 
 
 
After ten years away, Marcie is finally venturing back to where she grew up. She isn’t in town for twenty-four hours, when she crosses paths with Hook and Striker, the two boys who kept her safe and happy as a young girl. Only they aren’t boys anymore. They are fully grown, muscular, and alpha men. Members of the No Prisoners’ motorcycle Club. All through her teenage years, Marcie’s heart belonged to Hook. Not that he ever seemed to notice. And it appears that as an adult, not much has changed with regards to her feelings toward the sexy biker. But a bossy, alpha man is not what independent Marcie is looking for. 
The moment Hook lays eyes on Marcie, it’s as though the last ten years apart never existed. He wanted her back when she was off limits, and it doesn’t take long before he realizes he still wants her. Marcie’s changed, though. She’s no longer a frightened teenager in need of a safe haven. Now she’s a beautiful, confident, and a bit too independent woman. Will Hook be able to convince Marcie a life with him wouldn’t stifle her independence? Their relationship is tested when Marcie clings to her hard-won life and when an aspect of that life threatens not only their future together but their safety as well.
 
   
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
“It's got twists and turns, it’s steamy and sweet. It's a fast read and can standalone.” - OMG Reads
"I love this authors work and she certainly never disappoints with any of her work." - Wendy's Book Blog
“I am so glad I found the author Lilly Atlas and look forward to the next book.” - Readers Review

Let's start off by saying that this is a new author for us and we really enjoyed out first read by her.Three friends after so many years apart reunited but not under ideal circumstances but , are Happy moments never less and an opportunity for second chances.

An enjoyable romance filled with love,romance,healing,putting old ghosts to rest with a few surprises in the mix.We loved almost all the characters except the ex boyfriend what an a**. One of the things I loved about them the most were their unique names.They were fun and exciting as well as love-able and added that excitement and humor that the book needed to keep you engrossed.

I always pick a favorite character and mine is going to be Hook.That guy was just so sweet and love-able and handsome to boot .I just loved everything about him.He was patient and kind and lethal,possessive,humorous and just had one of those upbeat personalities yet showed he was vulnerable as well.He always had a thing for Marice when they were kids but, he new she was to young for him and vulnerable due to her family life and he did not want to take advantage.Now all bets are off no more acting like the protective big brother instead he is going to peruse what his heart as always wanted Marcie! Hook new they were destined to be soul mates and now he has a second chance of that happening.With a boyfriend in the mix as well he's up for the challenge.

We loved Marcie as well.We found her to be strong ,confident,beautiful,kind,had a sense of humor but, their always seemed sadness that  surrounds her as well as being restless.Hook is just what she needs and has always been attracted to him but,  she see's him as a bit of fun and not a permanent fixture in her life.Why not act on all those fantasies she has always had? For Marice a fling is what she has in mind but, for Hook its so such more.Marice was a bit of a complicated character that had a troubled childhood that brings back those bad memories and nightmares by returning home.She has become a strong independent women now and left all that behind her yet returning home its stirs up old ghosts she thought she laid to rest.Poor Hook already has strikes against him in winning Marcie over as he was part of all that back then as he and Striker were the ones that loved and protected her making them part of the bad memories she no longer wants part of.Marice was her own worst enemy at times as she was just too independent and just might push the only thing away that would bring her the true happiness that she has always wanted.

This was definitely a hot sexy read that was filled with tons of emotion and healing as well as love , forgiveness and friendship with a bit of drama and danger thrown in the mix and we loved it.An engrossing read from the get go with a bunch of interesting and love-able and fun characters and we could not put it down.A story that made us laugh as well and cry.

I love when you are able to connect or fall in love with the characters that you are reading about and we were able to do that with this great group of characters.I love when that happens to you because then you are invested then in seeing them get their happily ever after.Your always rooting for them.

A recommend MC romance that was a light fun read that was action packed from the get go .I am looking forward to getting to know the other members of this series as well .

5 stars from us


 
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter 1
 
Marcie lifted the long-necked bottle to her lips and drank a sip of the warm, stale beer she’d been nursing for the past forty-five minutes. As the tepid liquid filled her mouth, she cringed and forced herself to swallow. The desire to finish the beverage had long fled, but she needed something to keep her hands and mind occupied. With a small grunt of disgust, she set it down on the table and let her gaze wander around the smoke-filled bar.

She couldn’t imagine any place she would rather be less than she wanted to be in this bar, back in her hometown of Crystal Rock, Arizona, sitting next to the boyfriend she desired about as much as the lukewarm beer. It wasn’t his fault. Timing sucked. They’d only been dating for two weeks when her mother passed. Really, she hadn’t been all that interested in him, but it was nice to have something to do a few nights a week. Ugh, that sure sounded shallow. Poor Tanner had tried to coax her onto his lap, but that would have made her look dependent on him for comfort. And she wasn’t. She barely knew the guy.

For the first time in ten years, Marcie had made the trip back to Arizona. She’d returned to bury her mother, a miserable woman who spent the majority of Marcie’s childhood stoned and in bed with one random man or another. They hadn’t spoken in almost five years, and while she wasn’t surprised to learn of her mother’s passing, Marcie was truly shocked to discover what little the woman possessed was left to her only child.

A second shock came when her new boyfriend—if she could even give him the strong label—Tanner, offered to accompany her from Seattle to the unassuming town of Crystal Rock, claiming he wanted to assist in settling her mother’s affairs. The show of support touched her, and in a weak moment she caved to his request. Had she been in her right mind, she’d have turned him down. His help wasn’t necessary. She could handle the trip and her mother’s meager affairs on her own, as she handled everything else life threw at her. Independently. Alone. Lonely.

But Tanner insisted, and for the first time in years, she relented and allowed someone the possibility to take care of her. And she’d been secretly relieved by the knowledge that she wouldn’t have to make the journey alone. That was until he invited two of his friends, and turned the trip into a bro’s trip complete with a two-night stop in Vegas.

From the moment Tanner hit the gas and left Seattle in the dust, aspects of his personality she hadn’t yet been introduced to began to emerge. Unfortunately, he transformed into an overgrown frat boy would couldn’t see past his next drink. Even his buddies Cameron and Billy seemed surprised by his slide back to his college days. What did she expect? This is what she got for giving a man she just met some control over her life.

His party mentality wasn’t impressive and she wasn’t they type to overlook poor behavior on the off chance it would improve with time. Nope, she was done with him.

The kind thing would probably be to just inform him tonight that they were through, but her brain was fried and she’d much rather do it back in Seattle, and not in a town where more bad than good memories lurked around every corner.

So, she’d end it as soon as they returned, and she’d be on her own once again. And wasn’t that just how she liked it? It wasn’t the eighteen hundreds. She could and would take care of herself. Too much of her childhood was spent afraid and cowering behind the protection and care of two very special friends. Now, she lived how she wanted without depending on anyone for anything.

Fatigue weighed heavy on Marcie’s shoulders. She’d spent eight hours, today, sifting through a run-down trailer full of tragic childhood memories, and that was after a very simple and unattended burial service. Spending another night with three men who were happiest when in whichever bar was closest was about as appealing as a trip to the gynecologist.

Glancing down at her lap, she smoothed the front of the simple, yet elegant, black skirt she’d worn with a black blouse to the lonely burial. Marcie had been the only person in attendance, unable to wake a hung-over Tanner before she had to leave. Her prostitute mother hadn’t had true friends, and alienated her family, so Marcie was it.

Tanner downed his own drink then grabbed her abandoned beer to polish that off as well. He clanked her beer bottle on the table and she jolted, lost in her own melancholy thoughts. “Damnit, Marcie, this is piss warm. Go grab me a new one from the bar.” As he spoke he gave an unaffectionate tug on her short blonde hair. “I gotta take a piss. Where the hell’s the john?” He glanced around the crowded bar. “Jesus, there’s so many people here it’s gonna take me a year to get to the damn can.”

Marcie shot him a death look, but refused to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her rub the sore spot on her head. Tanner had been in a rotten mood all day, complaining about being stuck in Crystal Rock with nothing to do while Marie dealt with her mother’s personal effects. God forbid he offered to help. Not that she need it. She handled it without him. If she had enough energy to deal with the fallout, she’d just walk away tonight, but she couldn’t handle a confrontation right now.

Relief was almost immediate as she left the three men at the table. The one and only reason she followed his command to grab a beer was to get away from them a few minutes. Tanner was right about one thing. The bar was jam packed. It took quite a bit of fancy maneuvering to work her way to the bar without rubbing up on every body in the place.

With a heavy sigh, she took a seat at the bar in no rush to grab the attention of the cute bartender.

A commotion from the opposite side of the dimly lit bar caught her attention, and she turned in time to see a group of large, gruff bikers enter the establishment. Growing up in Crystal Rock, there was no way to escape knowledge of the No Prisoners motorcycle club. They ran the town, and had always patronized Black’s as their bar of choice.

No surprise, the tattooed men in leather were accompanied by a gaggle of women with tiny skirts and even smaller tops, leaving less than nothing to the imagination.

“What’ll it be, darlin’?” the young, thin man slinging bar asked with a flirty smile, most likely hoping to garner a larger tip. A bull ring ran through his septum and his hands resting on the surface of the bar had the words game over tattooed across the knuckles.

“Another please,” she said, indicating the bottle she’d returned to the bar.

“Sure thing, sweetness. Be right back.” He winked as he turned to grab her beer. Shaggy dark hair stuck out from under a backwards baseball cap and his tan was nicely on display around his dark grey wife beater. Obviously, this was a casual establishment.

She smiled, charmed by his friendly nature. Crystal Rock boasted an eclectic mix of people from all walks of life. A few seconds later, he returned with the uncapped beer and another flirty wink. Marcie paid and swiveled on the stool. Looks like she’d stalled long enough. Time to rejoin the bromance at her table.

“Holy shit! Marcie? Marcie Barringer?” The voice was familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it.

Her head snapped around, and she came face-to-face, well face to chest—the man was tall as a building—with Dylan Parker.

“Dylan?” she asked, unable to keep the delight from her voice. Without thinking, she launched herself off the stool, landed against his hard chest with a grunt, and wrapped her arms tight around the body that was no longer that of a young boy, but a full-grown man. And a hot one at that.

He seemed just as elated to have run into her, and returned the embrace with gusto. “I can’t believe it, Marce,” he said, gripping her arms and holding her away from his body. He raked her up and down with his eyes. “Damn girl you grew up into something gorgeous. I like that pixie haircut. Fits you.”

Marcie blushed, but couldn’t remove the giant grin from her face. She’d known Dylan for as long as she could remember. Without him, she may not have survived her childhood, at least not in one piece. Neither had any siblings, and, being six years older, Dylan had appointed himself her surrogate older brother and protector.

He was the one person from the childhood that she could remember truly caring about her. It was a sibling kind of love, and she hadn’t seen him since the day she left Crystal Rock almost ten years prior. The boy grew up in to one hell of a sexy man, and apparently was now a member of the motorcycle club, if the leather cut he wore was any indication.

She could barely believe he was here, in front of her. Time melted away at being near her surrogate big brother and she felt like the past ten years had never occurred. He was tall, muscular, and deadly looking, with dark, almost black hair and chiseled features that made him look every bit the dangerous man he probably was now. The thought made her laugh. She knew way too much about him to ever consider him a danger, at least not to her.

Damn it was good to see him.

“I can’t believe I ran into you, Dylan,” she said, giving him another quick squeeze.

“It’s Striker now, babe.” An arrogant smirk played across his lips.

“Striker?”

“Handle given to me by the club, on account of my impressive skills.” A teasing glint lit his eyes and he bounced on the balls of his feet, fists up in a boxer’s stance. He was forever getting into fights as a kid. As he grew into his teens, he put that energy to good use learning to box, and becoming quite proficient in the sport.

“Striker it is then,” Marcie returned.

“What are you doing here, hon? How long are you in town?” he asked, genuine concern filling his voice.

That concern was so familiar, a warmth she hadn’t experienced in far too long bloomed in Marcie’s chest. As long as he’d known her, he’d been concerned about her wellbeing, and at the time she’d been too young to appreciate the rarity of a man who wanted nothing more from her than her happiness. Marcie shrugged. “My mom passed. I’m here for a few days dealing with the details.”

Striker grimaced. He’d had a front row seat to the shit show that was Marcie’s childhood, and knew full well what a deadbeat her mother had been. “Shit, Marce. I wish I’d known. I’d have offered to help you. Is there anything I can do now?”

“No, Striker, there isn’t much left and I can handle it.”

He slung an arm around her shoulders and steered her back to the bar. “Well then, we at least need to have a drink or ten, while you’re here. Wait until Hook sees you here. He’s gonna flip his shit.”

She raked her memory but came up with nothing. “Hook?”

Striker laughed. “My bad, honey. Man, I forget how long you’ve been away. Remind me to yell at you about that later.” He gave her a playful scowl. “TJ.”

Every last drop of saliva dried up until her mouth could rival the arid desert. TJ and Dylan, Striker, had been inseparable as teenagers and if she’d loved Striker as a brother, her tender young heart and innocent body had loved TJ in a very different way.

“Oh, there he is.” Striker gestured toward the end of the bar. “Hey, Hook,” he hollered over the music and loud chatter, getting the other man’s attention. “Get your ass over here. Bet you a lap dance you won’t’ believe who’s here!”

Marcie was not in any way prepared for the punch to the gut she experienced when she got her first look at Hook in ten years.

Holy hotness. The man was the sexiest thing she’d ever laid eyes on. The boy had been every teenage girl’s fantasy, but the man, the man was more than she’d dared to fantasize about.

Every feeling she’d ever had for the bad boy she lusted after as a teen came rushing back full force when that sinful mouth lifted in a wide, genuine smile.
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
 
 
 
 
 
 
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url 2017-05-15 17:05
GR giveaway heads up: After Atlas by Emma Newman
After Atlas - Emma Newman

It looks to be only for UK & Australia, among others, but it's a great book! It's been shortlisted for an Arthur C. Clarke Award.

 

You can find my review here, if you want to see what I thought about it.

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