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review 2018-04-23 14:28
Book Review: Hail No (Hail Raisers #1) By Lani Lynn Vale
Hail No (Hail Raisers Book 1) - Lani Lynn Vale

 

I've read a few other books by this author and I like her writing style. However, when the subject is this book all I can say is that it didn't do it for me. I had too many problems with who the characters were as a whole (personality wise) that made me despise so much of story.

 

Kennedy was a pushover and I learned to hate her halfway through the book. I don't understand why she would bend over backwards to help people that were obviously using her for their benefit only. By the end, she seemed to have learned her lesson and developed a backbone, but that was too late for me.

 

Evander started out being a misunderstood guy that the whole town seemed to love to hate. He's been to prison for a crime he didn't commit and at first, I thought he was very well adjusted with it all. Around the last ten chapters of the novel, he did a 180 on his mood and how he treated Kennedy. He became overbearing and domineering. I also don't understand how "I want babies with you" is the ultimate declaration of love according to the heroine.

 

The romance started off as a slow burn, which was what kept me interested in the story. Halfway through the book, the relationship was established and then it felt like the author started scrambling for another plotline. The vengeance storyline was resolved way too easily and had no suspense considering these are standalone novels and the book was almost ending.

 

My Favorite Quotes:

 

 

"My level of sarcasm has gotten to the point where even I don't know whether I'm kidding or not."

 

"Don't break anybody's heart. They only have one. Break bones instead. They have two hundred and six."

 

"Second best was what I always seemed to be, yet never wanted to experience."

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review 2018-04-20 22:31
Hospitality and Homicide (Tourist Trap #8) by Lynn Cahoon
Hospitality and Homicide (A Tourist Trap Mystery) - Lynn Cahoon

Going to be honest, I was very generous with this rating. This is a real fluff of a book, with the mystery barely getting any page time. This was a book about Jill's staffing issues at Coffee, Books and More, her first semester back in college, and her relationship with Gregg. The B plot line involving a missing boy and Esmeralda's attempts to find him were more interesting than what was going on in the rest of the book. It was a fast read and I was happy to be back in South Cove with the gang, but I needed less fluff and more mystery. 

 

Honestly, only read this installment of the series if you are a completionist like me.

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Blog Tour - This Time Around

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This Time Around

by Stacey Lynn

A Love in the Heartland Novel

Release Date: April 10th, 2018

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

 

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Cooper Hawke was everything I didn’t need. Rich and famous, and a high-profile actor, he lived a life of luxury while my life had always been much more simple.

 

Yet when he showed up at my cattle ranch in Kansas, he gave me everything I didn’t think I wanted again.

 

His marriage was over and he was lost.

 

I was still barely surviving in my grief after my husband’s sudden death.

 

As hard as I tried to keep him out, he slipped past my defenses, and slowly, a connection grew between us I could no longer deny.

 

But this time around, we were on borrowed time. Because Cooper still had his real life waiting for him back in Hollywood.

 

 

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“What are you doing here?” I wrapped the robe around my waist, tightened the knot.
Goddamn it! He wasn’t supposed to see this.

 

“Couldn’t sleep?”

 

That was what he asked. The urge to scream at him, to unleash holy terror for putting the idea into my head and making me feel, clawed at my throat. “No. Why are you in my room?”

 

“Because I couldn’t sleep on the couch thinking of you and then I started hearing all this racket like the ceiling was going to cave in on my head and thought I should come check on you.”

 

My brain must have malfunctioned. I must have skipped some words, rearranged them in the wrong order. He didn’t say what it sounded like.

 

“What?”

 

He pinned me with a look. It stole the breath from my lungs. “You heard me.”

 

Shit.

 

“Yeah, shit.”

 

I slammed my mouth closed. If words were slipping out, when I didn’t mean them to, it was best to be quiet.

 

“Come out of the closet, Rebecca.”

 

He held out his hand. I ignored it.

 

I couldn’t breathe or move or focus.

 

He was standing outside my closet, and he was naked.

 

Not naked, naked. Mostly naked. He’d taken off the pants and shirt I’d given him and all he had on was a pair of black boxer briefs.

 

Skin-tight boxer briefs.

 

That showed every outline of him. And there was a lot of him to see.

 

My eyes darted to the side of the closet I’d swiped clean. Tomorrow, I’d bleach my eyes to erase that visual.

 

“Rebecca.”

 

“I’m fine here.”

 

He laughed low and slow, beautiful and over too quickly. I was not moving.

 

“You don’t come out, I’m coming in there to get you.”

 

No way in hell was he touching me. Not dressed like that.

 

I stepped over the bucket of shoes at my feet and stepped into the room. He moved back, giving me space and crossed his arms over his chest.

 

It hid nothing. I couldn’t find a place to focus on.

 

I was losing my mind. It had to be sleep deprivation. I looked to my bed and ruffled covers which made me think of…

 

Nope. Not going there. I stared at the wall. It was cream and void of any decorations or photos. It was safe.

 

Finally, I breathed. He stood there, watching me, I felt it like I felt my skin crawling from his inspection.

 

“Want to talk about this?” he asked.

 

Nope. I didn’t. I didn’t want to say a single word to Cooper Hawke. The man in underwear in my bedroom.

 

I crossed my arms over my stomach. Uncrossed them. “No.” My hands went to my hair and I untangled my hair tie, shoving my hands back into my hair and re-fixing the messy knot. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

 

“I might be able to help, you know. It’s not like I haven’t stood in a closet, wanting to do the exact same thing you’ve just done.”

 

“You can’t help me.”

 

He stepped closer. I shuffled back. He moved again. I retreated. He was getting closer when he needed to move back.

 

“Cooper,” I said, “Please. I need to be alone.”

 

“I thought we were friends.”

 

“What?” My gaze jumped to him, fell. Tight, tanned skin and black boxer briefs. A trail of hair from his bellybutton that disappeared beneath those briefs burned into my retinas. I squeezed my eyes closed. A futile attempt to erase that pretty, pretty sight.

 

“I thought we were friends,” he repeated.

 

I forced my eyes open and choked out, “We are.”

 

His full lips quirked into a grin. I knew that look. He had it downstairs. I did not like that look. Not one little bit. “Friends help each other, don’t they?”

 

“Friends respect what the other person wants and needs.”

 

I scooted away from him again and bumped into the wall next to my closet.

 

He took one more step toward me. Slowly. Like he’d done downstairs, allowing me time to move away, allowing me time to see his intention. My head screamed to move out of the way while my body shouted stay right where you are.

 

My body sucked.

 

He was in front of me, not touching me. Far enough away where he was in no danger of touching me.

 

I still wanted him to touch me.

 

His hand raised and he settled it on the wall above my shoulder. And I could smell him.

 

“Cooper. Why are you here?”

 

He didn’t even blink. “Because I want to help you.”


“You can’t.”


“I can try.”

 

 

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About the Author:

 

Stacey Lynn currently lives in Minnesota with her husband and four children. When she’s not conquering mountains of laundry and fighting a war against dust bunnies and cracker crumbs, you can find her playing with her children, curled up on the couch with a good book, or on the boat with her family enjoying Minnesota’s beautiful, yet too short, summer.

 

She lives off her daily pot of coffee, can only write with a bowlful of Skittles nearby, and has been in love with romance novels since before she could drive herself to the library.

 

If you would like to know more about Stacey Lynn, follow her here:

 

Facebook: www.facebook.com/staceylynnbooks

Twitter: @staceylynnbooks

Website: http://www.staceylynnbooks.com

 

Stay up to date on Stacey’s latest news! Subscribe to her Newsletter today! http://www.staceylynnbooks.com/contact

  

 

 

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url 2018-04-09 19:49
New Releases Today in Series
Circle of Ashes - Elise Kova,Lynn Larsh
Peachy Flippin' Keen - Molly Harper
The Italian's Marriage Bargain - Annie West

Per FictFact.com's Book Release Calendar.


Circle of Ashes - Elise Kova, Lynn Larsh   #2 in Wish Quartet
Peachy Flippin' Keen - Molly Harper   #3 in Southern Eclectic
The Italian's Marriage Bargain - Annie West   #7 in Hot Italian Nights

Source: www.fictfact.com/BookReleaseCalendar
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review 2018-04-09 00:20
The Silent Woman by Terry Lynn Thomas
The Silent Woman - Terry Lynn Thomas
I love a good WWII genre book 
and this is one I truly enjoyed.
The author made me feel the
pressure of living in London right
before WWII and not knowing
what was coming next.
The mystery of 'who done it"
was an extra bonus in a well told story. Well developed characters that you will
love and some you will hate.
I would recommend this book to friends
and give it a 5 star rating.

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