Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Release Blitz & Review for Defending Hayden by L.P. Dover

Title: Defending Hayden
Series: Second Chances #7 (Standalone)
Author: L.P. Dover
Publisher: Loveswept
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 28, 2016


No one’s tougher than Carolina Cougars linebacker Derek McLaughlin. But when a fatal car accident claims the life of his girlfriend, Derek finds himself caught in a destructive spiral of drugs, alcohol, and meaningless sex. But not even a string of one-night stands can ease the hurt. Football is all he has left. Then fate leads him back to the scene of the crash, and into the arms of a kind, gorgeous woman who sees past his fa├žade to the man he once was . . . and can be again.

When a chance roadside encounter brings Derek into her life, veterinarian Hayden Hunter isn’t fooled by his bad attitude: All bark and no bite, he’s hiding a wounded heart beneath that gruff demeanor. And Hayden wants to be the one to kiss it all better. Soon they both find that a dose of passion is potent medicine. But when a hidden enemy lashes out at Hayden, Derek steps up to do what he does best: put his body on the line in the name of love.




Review: 5 STARS!!

Oh this book was fantastic!! It gave me all of the feels!! Derek & Hayden were great characters and their story was heartbreaking yet beautiful. Hayden had a beautiful soul and you could tell from the first time that her character is introduced that she was a healer. She was strong willed, caring & never gave up on someone and something that she loved. I loved that she had absolutely no clue about football, but that was an endearing quality about her, Derek thought so too. Derek was charming, broody, stubborn and so broken. He wanted to heal and move on, but the past kept him in its clutches. When he met Hayden, she was the light to his darkness. Together, these two were combustible and their passion soared to high levels. Hayden didn't just see a broken Derek, she saw the lively man underneath his grief & guilt. Hayden helped heal Derek and Derek showed Hayden what true love was. I loved the easiness yet the intensity of their relationship. One minute they could be laughing and fooling around, the next they were neck deep in serious conversation and unwavering love. This book isn't just about letting go of the past, but about letting love back into your life. I loved this book from the beginning and I am so looking forward to see what L.P. Dover comes out with next!!
-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.

She loves to write, but she also loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes and white water rafting, and has a passion for singing. Her two youngest fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime, usually Christmas carols.

Dover has written more than twenty novels, including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, the Armed & Dangerous series, the Royal Shifters series, the Society X series and her standalone novel Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense, but if she got to choose a setting in which to live, it would be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.


Review for The Problem with Forever by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Title: The Problem with Forever
Author: Jennifer L. Armentrout
Published: June 1, 2016
Publisher: Harlequin Teen


From #1 New York Times bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout comes a riveting new story about friendship, survival and finding your voice.

For some people, silence is a weapon. For Mallory "Mouse" Dodge, it's a shield. Growing up, she learned that the best way to survive was to say nothing. And even though it's been four years since her nightmare ended, she's beginning to worry that the fear that holds her back will last a lifetime.

Now, after years of homeschooling with loving adoptive parents, Mallory must face a new milestone---spending her senior year at a public high school. But of all the terrifying and exhilarating scenarios she's imagined, there's one she never dreamed of---that she'd run into Rider Stark, the friend and protector she hasn't seen since childhood, on her very first day.

It doesn't take long for Mallory to realize that the connection she shared with Rider never really faded. Yet the deeper their bond grows, the more it becomes apparent that she's not the only one grappling with lingering scars from the past. And as she watches Rider's life spiral out of control, Mallory must make a choice between staying silent and speaking out---for the people she loves, the life she wants and the truths that need to be heard.

Review: 5 STARS!!

This book was absolutely FANTASTIC!! Jennifer L. Armentrout wrote a YA book that will take your breath away and surface all of your emotions. Rider & Mallory were great characters and their story is one of hardship, letting go, forgiveness & healing. I fell in love with these characters as soon as I read the first page.

Mallory is broken on the inside and she has a lot of healing and growing to do, but she is still strong. She survived a horrendous situation and the fact that she is getting up everyday and doing something that she never thought she would do, shows how much strength her character has.

Rider definitely made my swoon a bit!! He is so protective of Mallory and I love that he never gave up on her, but he gave up on himself. Rider acts like everything is okay, but on the inside he is hurting and broken. I love his strength and the fact that he puts those he loves above himself, but there comes a time when you need to put yourself above others.

The connection between these two characters was unlike anything else. Even after being separated for years, when they see each other again, it's like nothing has changed. They are there for each other and I love that, even without them knowing, they were helping each other move on from the past and start looking toward the future. The amount of love that Rider & Mallory have for each other made my heart burst. They may have been young, but they were old souls.

I loved Hector, Ainsley, Jayden, Keira, Carl & Rosa. They all held a significant part in this book and in Rider & Mallory's lives. My heart broke and my tears came fast and heavy with what this group of family and friends went through. That significant event changed everyone and brought new thoughts into their minds. Paige was not my favorite person, but I understood why she was so hard.

This book is one of my favorites of 2016!! Jennifer L. Armentrout really knows how to write a story line that will hook you and characters that will feel like your best friends. I am really really really hoping that Ainsley & a certain someone get a book!! I highly recommend this book to anyone who wants the meaning of real love and letting go of the past to be able to move forward.

-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog

About the Author:

#1 New York Times  and international bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you've heard about her state aren't true. When she's not hard at work writing, she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell, Loki.

Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories...which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy and contemporary books. She also writes adult and new-adult romance under the name J. Lynn.

Jennifer loves hearing from readers. Follow her on Twitter, look for her on Facebook, Instagram and Goodreads or visit her blog at

Excerpt Reveal for The Matchmaker's Replacement

Wingman rule number two: never reveal how much you want them. 

 Lex hates Gabi. Gabi hates Lex. But, hey, at least the hate is mutual, right? All Lex has to do is survive the next few weeks training Gabi in all the ways of Wingmen Inc. and then he can be done with her. But now that they have to work together, the sexual tension and fighting is off the charts. He isn’t sure if he wants to strangle her or throw her against the nearest sturdy table and have his way with her. 

 But Gabi has a secret, something she’s keeping from not just her best friend but her nemesis too. Lines are blurred as Lex becomes less the villain she’s always painted him to be…and starts turning into something more. Gabi has always hated the way she’s been just a little bit attracted to him—no computer-science major should have that nice of a body or look that good in glasses—but “Lex Luthor” is an evil womanizer. He’s dangerous. Gabi should stay far, far away. 

 Then again, she’s always wanted a little danger.

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    I hated him. 

 HATED him. 

 Hate, hate, hate. I chanted the words to myself that very next morning as I stomped toward his ridiculously expensive house, next to the ridiculously nice lake, with his ridiculously loud red Mercedes parked out front. Jackass. 

 I’d be doing society a favor if I set it on fire. 


 The thing was probably filled with so much bodily fluid and disease that if he got in a car accident he’d infect the entire freeway and start a citywide epidemic. 

 I shuddered. 

 I compartmentalized Lex into two boxes. 

 The first box was Childhood Lex, the friend who used to hang out with Ian and me before he moved across town, never to be seen again. He used to ride with me to school, and when I was sick he gave me my own box of Kleenex—never mind that he stole it from his teacher’s desk. The point is, Childhood Lex was a keeper. 

 Box number two? 

 Asshole Lex, also known as the version I was walking toward. The Lex I met when I was eighteen, who momentarily stunned me speechless with his godlike beauty, had been a figment of my overactive, sad, hormone-riddled imagination. 

 On the outside? The perfect man. 

 With a brooding and sultry smile. 

 Biceps the size of my head. 

 Who gave me the distinct feeling that if I ran my hands over his buzzed hair I’d orgasm before he even touched me. 

 Whatever. I was over it. So over it. 

 A lot of people had stupid crushes when they were eighteen, right? 

 Now all I saw when I looked into his stormy blue eyes was syph or the clap, and that was being generous. The dude was a walking STD and seriously tried every nerve I had. He was an ass. Plain and simple, no sugar coating. He was the type of guy who’d tell a chick that she looked fat in a dress or who refused to share the communal breadbasket. See! He couldn’t even adhere to typical manners during mealtime! Just thinking about him had me tied up in knots. 

 Last year, when I went shopping and stupidly invited Ian along—which of course meant Lex had to come—I was told in no uncertain terms that if I would just stop drinking chocolate milk in the morning I’d be able to fit into a smaller size. 

 He’d smiled. 

 His dimples had deepened. 

 He’d even crossed his arms as if to say, Look, I did you a favor, pat me on the back. 

 Instead I had kicked him in the balls and tried to give him a black eye, clocking Ian in the face. 

 My point? Lex. Was. The. Devil. 

 I made a point of only hanging out with Lex when absolutely necessary, and even then I almost always had Ian as a buffer. But now that he was playing love nest with my ex-roomie, Blake? Well, I was on my own.

 Lex opened the door after my third aggressive knock. Black sweatpants hung low on his hips, a vintage Mariners shirt fell open around his neck, and he was wearing black-framed glasses that made his eyes more appealing than should be legal. 

 “Sunshine,” he said, his smirk deepening as he crossed his burly arms over his chest. 

 “Dickhead.” I smiled sweetly. “New glasses? They look thicker than last time.” 

 “Better to see you with.” He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing into tiny slits. “There they are.” He reached for one of my boobs. 

 I slapped his hand away so hard my palm stung. 

 “Probably not the best way to treat your new male clients.” He shook his hand and turned towards the living room leaving the door wide open. Manners were completely lost on him. 

 Gritting my teeth, I slammed the door behind me and took off my shoes because I knew if I didn’t he’d give me hell. 

 He was a freak like that. 

 For as much ass as he got, it was shocking how much Lysol he used around the house. His clothes were never wrinkled; everything was pristine. 

 Even his breath. 

 Damn him. 

 He drank coffee like a Starbucks employee but never had coffee breath. 

 It was almost painful, staring him in the face, knowing that everything on the outside appeared perfect—but didn’t match the inside at all, not even close! 

 Beauty like Lex’s was dangerous and wickedly tempting, like something out of a paranormal romance novel. Sometimes, at night, when I dreamed of Lex getting hit by a car, I imagined him as a vampire roaming the streets in his favorite black sweats, shirtless, shimmering under the streetlights, just waiting for whores to line up so he could take a few bites. 

 A pencil flew by my head. 

 “Yo.” Lex’s eyebrows shot up. “We have a lot of work to do if we’re going to get you ready for the next two clients. Daydream about chicks on your own time.” 

 “I’m not a lesbian.” 

 He bit on his bottom lip, sinking back in his chair as his eyes slowly roamed from my mismatched socks all the way up to my head. “Okay, whatever you say, Gabs.” 

 I will not commit homicide. I will not commit homicide. “You know,” I said as I tossed my purse onto the table, “it’s offensive that you assume all lesbians dress like crap.” So what? I was wearing a ratty white T-shirt and ripped jeans, and I was pretty sure I still had mascara on from the night before. It was my Lex repellant. He hated sloppiness. 

 “Offensive.” He nodded. “Also true . . .” He used the spare pencil from behind his ear to slide my purse over to the farthest side of the table. “It wouldn’t kill you to wear something other than jeans and T-shirts, Gabs.” He sighed. “Say it with me: dresssss—” 

 I grabbed the pencil from his hand, broke it into two pieces, and handed them back to him. “I wear dresses, just not for you. Dresses are your kryptonite, especially short black ones. I refuse to be a part of your ‘shower time.’” 

 He snorted. “You wish.” 

 “Yes. Every night when I go to sleep I pray for Lex to dream of me while he jerks off because yet another girl refused to follow his instructions in bed : ‘Damn it, use the manual!’” I said, using my best imitation of Lex’s voice. I’d only heard him shout instructions to a girl once, and it had scarred me for life. What the hell are you doing? Do I look like I’m satisfied? There’s a diagram! Ugh. 

 Lex rolled his eyes. “Very funny, and the manual is there for a reason. Do you even know how many chicks get confused when I call out sexual positions? It’s like, get there faster, you know?” 

 My feelings were torn between fascination and disgust. “So,” I changed the subject. “Let’s train, because I have about ten years worth of Organic Chem homework.” 

 Lex sighed and held out his hand. 

 “No.” I crossed my arms. “I don’t need help.” 

 Okay, I needed help, desperately needed help, and Lex wasn’t just passably smart but a certified genius, at least when he applied himself. I refused to ask him to go over my homework just because Organic Chem was, to me, like reading a foreign language. 

 He cleared his throat. 

 I didn’t move. 

 Finally, he stood, slowly walked over to the end of the table, and fished the chem book from my oversized purse. “What chapter?” 


 “If I’m teaching you Organic Chem, at least say Professor Lex.” 

 “Listen very closely, Lex.” I went over and jerked my book out of his hands. “I didn’t need your help last year when I almost failed biology, and I sure as hell don’t need your help now. Let’s just get this training done so I can go home and suffer in silence, alright?” 

 “Fine.” He dropped my book against the table and then, without warning, grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me against the counter that bordered the kitchen. My butt hit the cupboard . “Up until now we’ve been helping people find their perfect match. Basically acting like a wingman so that the idiots of this world see the girl who’s been standing in front of them all along .” 

 Why was he standing so close? Did we have to be touching? I told my body not to respond to his proximity, but Lex was magnetic, even if every part of him was evil. My brain was having trouble functioning while his large palms were pressed into the tops of my shoulders. 

 “Okay.” I swallowed. “And now that you’re allowing guys to become clients of Wingmen Inc., I basically do the same thing. Give them confidence, help them capture the one girl who’s always seen them as the friend—or worse, who they’ve been invisible to.” 

 “What’s that like, I wonder?” Lex still didn’t release me. “Being invisible . . . Maybe next time a dude ignores you, take notes.” 

 And another insult. 

 “Lex.” I huffed out a breath. “Just get on with it.” 

 “Right.” His eyes momentarily locked on mine before he rubbed the bridge of his nose where his glasses were perched. It was not sexy. It wasn’t. Really. That. Sexy. “So whenever we take on a new client, we give them a list of questions, meet them in a public place, and then use the power of human emotions like jealousy and curiosity to get the other person interested. That’s where you come in. If another girl sees our client as desirable, he becomes desirable.” 

 “That easy?” 

 “Sort of.” Lex leaned forward. “But you can’t suck.” 


 “At anything.” His lips hovered near my mouth. He was starting to freak me out. I wanted to run away, but I was pinned. 

 “Lex, if you kiss me I will bite your tongue off. I swear.” 

 “If I was actually kissing you”—Lex released one of my shoulders and placed a finger against my mouth—“you’d know it. This, my frumpy friend, is training.” 

 His lips descended. 

 They pressed against mine, then pulled back. “Yeah.” He shook his head. “Gabs, you’re going to need to open your mouth a bit more. Guys are stupid. They always assume that more tongue means better kissing, when the opposite is true, but you still need to have your lips parted, not locked down like Fort Knox.” 

 “What’s happening?” I tried to push away from him. 

 Lex rolled his eyes. “Gabs, believe me, this is all business. You can even keep your hand on my junk the whole time.” 

 “What!” I roared. 

 “So you know without a doubt that nothing about you turns me on.” He grinned menacingly. “Seriously, I don’t mind.” 

 “I do!” 

 “Hey!” He chuckled. “I was just trying to help.”  

“Grabbing your penis is not the answer, Lex!” 

 “Weird, because it so often is.” 

 “I hate today.” 

 “Is it the rain?” He frowned. 

 “It’s not—” 

 “It is.” 

 “Stop that!” I shoved him. “Hurry up and grade my kissing skills so I can go home and study.”

 “Kissing, hand holding, hugging, cuddling, laughing, winking—just a few things you need to master.” He was firing off so many horrible, body-numbing words. 

 “Just hurry up,” I grumbled in a defeated voice as I tried to block out the fact that he was a good-looking ass who offended me with every single breath he took. 

 “Ah . . .” Lex held up his hand. “One never hurries a kiss.” 

 “What about a passionate kiss?” 

 “A passionate kiss isn’t hurried, it’s frenzied. Damn, don’t you know anything?” 

 Heat swamped my cheeks. 

 “How many guys have you kissed, Gabs?” 

 “Plenty!” Five. I’d kissed five. 

 “You blush down your neck when you lie.” Lex cupped my chin and then brought his lips down against mine again. “Part.” 

 Sighing against his mouth, I relaxed my lips while his slid across. 

 He pulled back, wearing a frown of irritation. “A bit more, Gabs. Guys want access.” 

 I kept my eyes open. 

 So did he. 

 I didn’t want him assuming I was into it, which was probably his exact line of thinking. Only keeping my eyes open was an entirely raw experience, watching him watch me while I felt him. 

 I shivered. 

 “Cold?” That stupid smirk was back. 

 “Frigid.” I glared, putting myself down before he had a chance to. 

 “You read my mind.” He nodded seriously. “Now stop being a bitch, and let me teach you how to kiss.” 

 “I know how to kiss!” I don’t know what came over me—maybe it was the need to prove myself, or possibly it was just stress over the entire situation. Needing to stay in school and hating that he was the answer, I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped, my hips colliding with his as I mauled his mouth with as much passion as I could conjure up, this time closing my eyes and putting everything I had into it. 

 With a growl, Lex pushed me back against the countertop. As my butt collided with the edge, his tongue plunged into my mouth and his hands dug into my hair, pulling it free from its ponytail while he changed positions his lips demanding a punishing kiss from a different angle as his he gave my hair a harder tug back. 

 I grasped at his T-shirt, pulling him closer and nearly falling backward into the sink. 

 And then, just when I was in danger of losing myself to the kiss that would probably be the best kiss of my life, I bit down on his bottom lip. 

 That move didn’t work out the way I’d planned, not at all. In my head it was smart. I’d piss him off, get him to pull back and leave me alone. 

 It did nothing of the sort. 

 Nothing of the sort at] all. 

 With a hiss he pulled back, fire blazing in his eyes. For a split second that seemed to go on for an eternity, he hovered and I waited, both of us on the edge of something. He wet his lips, I mimicked the movement, and then, like a snake, he struck. His mouth fused to mine in a punishing kiss, one that bruised my mouth while imprinting its essence on my soul.        

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor. She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers! Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text MAFIA to 66866! You can connect with her on Facebook or join her fan group Rachel's New Rockin Readers. Her website is

Cover Reveal for The Playbook by Kelly Elliott

My life revolved around two things. Football and my cock. And not necessarily in that order. 

 Being the head football coach for a top university in Texas had its ups and its downs. 

 The ups? Endless women to f*ck. 

 The downs? The politics that came with the job. 

 From the moment Aubrey Cain walked into my office, she turned my world upside down. Being forced to have her follow me around for a month was going to be a pain in the ass. Especially since I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. 

 The best I’d hoped to come out of this was a few nights with her in my bed. I never imagined she’d be the game changer. 

  Brett Owens was my assignment. 

Head football coach for a top college, bad boy reputation, short temper, and handsome good looks should have scared me off. But I was tougher than that. 

From the first words out of his obnoxious, dirty-talking mouth, I knew it was going to be a long month. It wasn’t five minutes after meeting him, he hit on me. If only I had known his blue eyes would haunt my dreams and awaken a desire inside of me I never knew existed. 

  This was business. There was no way I would be tempted by him no matter how good looking he was or how many things he whispered in my ear. 

  He was only supposed to be my assignment. Not the man who threatened to destroy both my heart and my career. I would follow along with his playbook for now. But who would end up winning was anyone’s guess. 

 The Playbook is a stand-alone novel. 



Kelly Elliott is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling contemporary romance author. Since finishing her bestselling Wanted series, Kelly continues to spread her wings while remaining true to her roots and giving readers stories rich with hot protective men, strong women and beautiful surroundings. Her bestselling works include, Wanted, Broken, Without You, and Unconditional Love, to name just a few. Kelly has been passionate about writing since she was fifteen. After years of filling journals with stories, she finally followed her dream and published her first novel, Wanted, in November of 2012. Kelly lives in central Texas with her husband, daughter, and two pups. When she’s not writing, Kelly enjoys reading and spending time with her family. She is down to earth and very in touch with her readers, both on social media and at signings. To find out more about Kelly and her books, you can find her through her website.


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Blurb Reveal for Un-Shattering Lucy by Terri Anne Browning

Today we are sharing the blurb for UN-SHATTERING LUCY by Terri Anne Browning. This is a contemporary novella and the fourth book in the Lucy & Harris series! Check out the pre-order links below, and links for the previous books in the series.


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The conclusion to USA Today Terri Anne Browning’s The Lucy & Harris Novella Series.


That was how Lucy Thornton felt in the aftermath of her breakup with Harris Cutter. Her family thought the best thing for her to do was to put the length of the country between her and Harris.

Reluctantly, she went.

The second Harris sets eyes on Lucy again, he knows she hasn’t moved on any more than he has. Realizing that he screwed up, he sets out to prove that they belong together. But the road to un-shattering Lucy is longer and darker than he ever could have imagined.



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Catching Lucy (Lucy & Harris, #1)

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 Terri Anne Browning is the USA TODAY bestselling author of The Rocker...Series. She started writing her own novellas at the age of sixteen, forcing her sister to be her one woman fan club. Now she has a few more readers and a lot more passion for writing. Being dyslexic, she never thought a career in writing would be possible, yet she has been on best selling lists multiple times since 2013. Reese: A Safe Haven Novella was her first Indie published book. The Rocker Who Holds Me changed the tables and kicked off The Rocker... series featuring the sinfully delicious members of Demon's Wings. The Rocker... Series has since expanded to OtherWorld with Axton Cage and his band members. Other books by Terri Anne include the Angel's Halo MC Series as well as The Lucy & Harris Novella Series. Terri Anne lives in Virginia with her husband, their three demons---err, children--and a loveable Olde English Bulldog named Link.  


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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Review Tour for Reckless Hearts by Melody Grace

Title: Reckless Hearts
Series: Oak Harbor #2
Author: Melody Grace
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 27, 2016


“When you’re ready for a real man to show you what it feels like, you just let me know.”

It should be the offer of a lifetime: sexy craftsman Will Montgomery wants to rock my world, and boy, does he know what to do with his hands – and that filthy, delicious mouth of his…

Only problem is, I don’t believe in relationships. And Will has ‘boyfriend material’ written all over his chiseled, hunky abs. He was supposed to be an impulse fling, but now he’s shown up in Oak Harbor, NC, to put down roots, and he’s determined to make me com…mit.

I’ve been hurt before. Love always ends in tears and tequila, but Will seems different. He’s charming and funny, and did I mention that miraculous mouth of his? Despite all my better judgment, I’m falling. Hard. But can something this good turn out to be true? Or will old scars keep us from building a future together? For the first time ever, maybe I want to be proven wrong...

A sexy, heart-felt stand-alone with a guaranteed happy ending from New York Times bestselling author, Melody Grace!

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Praise for Reckless Hearts

"Reckless Hearts is sexy, sweet, and the perfect summer read! Melody Grace has outdone herself!” - Corinne Michaels, USA Today bestselling author

"Sweet, sexy deliciousness. Reckless Hearts had me in a constant swoon! This is a summer must read!" - A.L. Jackson, NYT Bestselling Author

Review: 5 STARS!!

Melody Grace does it again; this book was a great read!! I have loved every single one of Melody Graces' books and this one was no different. Will & Delilah were great characters and their story was just so right that it felt like the stars were aligning. It kind of had a serendipity feel to it. From the first time that these two meet, there is a connection between them. That connection just keeps growing and growing throughout the book. Delilah was a very likable character to me, but she had a bit of growing up to do and Will was the perfect person/man to help her with that. I understand where her determination of not wanting a relationship comes from, but at the same time, it's time to settle down. Will just swooned the pants right off of me!! He was charming & sweet and I wanted to hug him for what he was put through, but at the same time, if that never happened, he wouldn't have met Delilah. These two characters were betrayed by loved one, and I loved watching them let go and heal. This book made me laugh & swoon and it just had my attention right from the beginning. Melody Grace has a way of writing stories that will draw you in and characters that are very lovable and relate-able. This book is definitely going on my re read shelf and I can't wait to see what melody Grace comes out with next!!
-Elizabeth from Crazii Bitches Book Blog

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Melody Grace is the New York Times bestselling author of the Beachwood Bay series. A small-town girl turned SoCal beach lover, after spending her life with her nose in a book, she decided it was time she wrote one herself. She loves steamy romance novels, happily-ever-afters, and lusting after fictional menfolk. She lives in LA with her two kittens, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers.

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