PUSHED (Torn Book #1) by A.F. Crowell – Review


Trauma nurse Leila Matthews is about to meet the
one man who can tear through her emotional defenses, but the billionaire
playboy will have a harder time winning her heart than her body. Sexy,
emotional and intense, Pushed, book one in the Torn series, begins the saga of
Brody, Leila, and Jaxon. 
Nurse Leila Matthews has seen it all, or so she
thought until this morning. Into the chaos of her trauma ward walked a man more
intense than anything she has ever known. His smile tore away all her defenses,
and his kiss ignited flames damped for far too long—and a knowledge that such
dangerous ripples are only the beginning.
Brody Davis is anything but safe. Wealthy,
handsome, and unrepentantly single, the billionaire’s first priority is
himself…and the pleasure of every woman he’s sure to leave. Yet his best
friend’s baby sister is temptation itself. If any female could make him stay,
it would be Leila, whose sweet lips and sweeter flesh push him to be better
than he believes he can. He desires a quick conquest. The battle for Leila’s
heart is yet to be fought. And he is not the only combatant.
K3’s $0.02:

I always enjoy a fast paced romance and this is definitely one in the fast lane.

After her brother is injured in the line of duty, she meets his friend Brody. They immediately hit it off but the problem is that Brody doesn’t do relationships and he has a bit of a reputation for being a playboy. There is something about Lelia, that makes him want to try and with a warning from her brother, he takes a chance.

The only man that Leila trusts in her life is her brother and her dog. Naturally, she is skeptical about Brody and his intentions but there is something about him that makes her just dive right in.

Their relationship is sexually intense and easy going. They are both learning to be in a relationship and have some issues they need to work through. Of course there are a few bumps in the road which makes this story angsty. But when you add an unexpected guy into the mix, turn up the jealousy and be prepared for a wild ride. Did I mention this book ends with a little bit of a cliffy?

An easy read filled with longing, confusion, happiness and heartache.


“You know what you’re gonna get?” I asked, placing my menu on the table next to me.
“I think I’m going to get a steak. Probably the rib eye with a baked potato,” he said, making my mouth water.
“Oh, that sounds yummy. I wish I could eat a loaded baked potato, mmmm. Carbs are my favorite enemy.” I giggled at my own comment.
He let his menu fall away from his face. “You do realize you’re thin, right? You can eat whatever you want.”
I burst out laughing. “I’m ‘thin’ because I don’t eat whatever I want. That, and because I run like I’m being chased by a clown with a bloody knife. Thank God I have Ruger, he loves to run.” I smiled at the thought of my slobbery best friend.
The waiter returned and Brody ordered for both of us. Returning to our conversation, Brody asked how I came to own a drug-sniffing retired police dog.
“He couldn’t work anymore. He’s seven years old, which is young for a K-9 to be retired, but his hip dysplasia made it difficult for him to run down a suspect,” I explained. “I have to keep the remote close when I watch TV because if he hears sirens, he runs to the door and freaks out. And God forbid if Drew shows up in uniform or in a marked car. Ruger still has the drive, but his hips are too arthritic.”
“Poor guy, that sucks,” Brody sympathized. “I hope I never have to be put on the sidelines and watch people do my job.” His cell phone started buzzing on the table.
“Damn, sorry I thought I put it on silent, not vibrate,” he apologized, picking up the phone. “Shit, Leila, I’m sorry I have to take this. I’ll be right back.” He answered the phone and walked back toward the front of the restaurant.
As busy as it was, I knew our food wouldn’t be out anytime soon so it wasn’t a big deal. He’d be gone only a minute or two. I turned, looking out the window and watched the boats on the choppy water, when all of the sudden I heard a deep, sultry, yet gravelly voice.
“Excuse me, don’t I know you?” Turning around I was staring at the sexy-as-fuck badass biker from two weeks ago. Damn, is it possible he’s even hotter than before? Shit, what was his name?
“Yeah, you’re that nurse from the ER, aren’t ya? The one who patched me up and then refused to let me buy ya a drink.”
“Uh, yeah.” Shit, shit, shit. Horrible fucking timing, dude. I tried to look around him to see if Brody was on his way back.
“Why don’t you let me buy you a drink?” he offered.
“Actually, I am here with someone. He just stepped out front to take a phone call; he should be back any minute.” Silently I begged for tall, dark and slightly dangerous to leave before Brody got back.
“Leila, right?” he asked.
“Right, but how do you know my name? I certainly don’t remember yours.”
“It’s not every day that a woman turns me down. I tend to remember her name, and since there’s only ever been you, it’s a short list.” He stopped a waiter, took his pen and check pad, scribbled something down and placed a page in my hand.
Geez. Conceited much?
“Call me when you’re ready for that drink. Only live a few miles from here so if your friend doesn’t come back, call me.” He nodded and walked away. I looked down at the crumpled paper. Jaxon. I stared at the name and number and shoved it in my purse.
Thank God, that was close. I didn’t see Brody taking too kindly to Jaxon’s offer to take me out. Speaking of Brody, where the hell was he? Just as I started to look around, our food arrived. Okay, what the fuck? It had been more than five minutes. I looked at my watch. Crap, it was almost 5:30, visiting hours started in thirty minutes.
Do I get up and look for him? I didn’t have his cell phone number to even call him. I’d wait another minute or so and then if he wasn’t back, I’d walk out front and find him.
I took my napkin out of my lap and stood up to walk out when I saw Jaxon standing at the bar. He was wearing jeans and a maroon button down, rolled up to his elbows showing off his tats.
Okay, I had to get past him without him seeing me. I waited until he was talking to the tall, beefy, bald man next to him and made my way to the front door. I could see Brody on the phone outside on the sidewalk. He was pacing and swinging his hands. He looked pissed, almost as much as I was. I walked out the front doors, down the stairs and right up to him and just looked at him.
“Hang on,” he barked into the phone. “I’m sorry Leila, I’ll be inside in a minute.” Then he continued to yell into his phone about having this discussion too many times.
“Just thought I’d let you know your dinner is getting cold. You finish your call. I’ll see you later.” I spun around and walked back inside. I reached the table, grabbed my purse and took out my phone. I decided to call Barb and see if she could come pick me up. I’ll be damned if I was going to miss visiting hours.
I flagged the waiter down, got the check and paid for dinner. Barb answered and said she’d be here in five minutes. Rolling my eyes, I had a feeling she’d be here before Brody came back. I got my salad to go and left Brody’s food on the table. I took out a pen and an old receipt and wrote:
Don’t worry I paid for dinner before I left.
Thanks, Leila
Of course, as my luck was running, I literally walked right into Jaxon coming out of the bar. Shit Lei, you have to stop texting and walking.
“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” I excused myself.
“No worries, where’s your friend?” Jaxon asked and I was almost too embarrassed to answer.
“He got pulled away on business. I’m actually on my way out. My friend is waiting out front for me. See ya.” I smiled quickly and then rushed out the door. I skipped down the steps, passing Brody, walked over to Barb’s topless black Jeep Wrangler and hopped in. Brody came running down the stairs.
“Leila, I was just coming back in. Where are you going?” He seemed stunned I wasn’t waiting like a good little girl.
“Well, Brody, considering it’s almost six o’clock, I’m going to the hospital to see my brother. Since you were too busy on the phone, I called Barb,” I responded.
“Wait, it’s almost six? Shit! Leila, I am sorry. The call just got away from me. I was trying to…uh.” He stopped, stumbling over his words.
“Look, you obviously have things you need to handle and I need to spend some time with Drew. I’ll talk to you later Brody.”
“Wait, let me take you,” he pleaded.
“No. Why don’t you just call me later?”
“Okay, you’re pissed. I get that, but I told you I suck at this.” He pulled out his business card. “My cell is on there, text me your number, I don’t have it.”
I looked at the card and back into his baby blue eyes, took a deep breath remembering the last forty-eight hours. “Fine, I’ll text you. Bye Brody.”
He leaned in and kissed my cheek and whispered, “I’m really sorry Lei. Please, don’t run far.”
Just as I looked back up at him, I saw Jaxon coming down the stairs. I turned to Barb. “Let’s go, I need to get outta here.”
She put the Jeep in gear and drove away. I couldn’t help but look back at Brody. He was walking to the front door of the restaurant with his head down, but I could see Jaxon walking over toward him. Dear God, please let his car be near Brody’s and that be the reason he was walking in that direction.

A.F. Crowell lives in Charleston, SC with her husband
and two sons. They have two dogs, Diesel, a German Shepherd rescue
and Dez, a black Labrador Retriever. She shares her love of books with her
children, who have a head start on becoming life-long readers.
Romance fiction hit her radar when her husband
forced her to watch Twilight one weekend when they were snowed in. That
was it! From there her love grew; Contemporary Romance, Paranormal, YA and
Dystopian are her preferred reads.
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Cruel and Beautiful By A.M. Hargrove – Cover Reveal

Cruel and beautiful
This an Adult Contemporary
standalone book that includes mature content, not suitable for
younger readers. (Rated R)
Cate Forbes, a dedicated college student with a carefully plotted future,
doesn’t know the first thing about love. When she accepts a blind date with a
tasty piece of eye candy, she thinks she can get by with a night of fun. Cate’s
plans quickly unravel when she gets one look at the sexy…
Drew McKnight.
The relentless hockey-playing
medical resident knows what he wants— a career in Oncology and Cate. Although
he’s heard the gorgeous brunette is a little relationship skittish, a single
night out isn’t what he has in mind. Determined to have her— in every way
possible— he shows her just what a future with him would hold.
Only life has other plans. The unthinkable happens and everything begins
to shatter. Both in too deep, they will have to fight the cruel and hang
on to the beautiful.




Meet the authors…
One day, on her way home from work as a sales manager, A. M.
Hargrove, realized her life was on fast forward and if she didn’t do something
soon, it would quickly be too late to write that work of fiction she had been
dreaming of her whole life. So, she rolled down the passenger window of her
fabulous (not) company car and tossed out her leather briefcase. Luckily, the
pedestrian in the direct line of fire was a dodge ball pro and had über quick
reflexes enabling him to avoid getting bashed in the head. Feeling a tad guilty
about the near miss, A. M. made a speedy turn down a deserted side street
before tossing her crummy, outdated piece-of-you-know-what laptop out the
window. She breathed a liberating sigh of relief, picked up her cell phone, called
her boss, and quit her job. Grinning, she made another call to her hubs and
told him of her new adventure (after making sure his heart was beating properly
So began A. M. Hargrove’s career as a Naughty and Nice Romance Author.
Her books include the following: Edge of Disaster, Shattered Edge and Kissing
Fire (The Edge Series); The Guardians of Vesturon Series (Survival,
Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent, and Beginnings); Dark Waltz, Death
Waltz, Tragically Flawed (Tragic 1), Tragic Desires (Tragic 2), Exquisite
Betrayal, Dirty Nights; and lastly Freeing Her, Freeing Him, and Kestrel—all
part of the Hart Brothers Series.
Other than being in love with writing about love,
she loves chocolate, ice cream, and coffee and is positive they should be added
as part of the USDA food groups.
Terri E. Laine is an avid reader and the co-author
of Cruel & Beautiful. When she isn’t writing romance with heart and heat,
she is crazily managing a household with her husband and three kids.

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Dirty by Kylie Scott – Cover Reveal

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Are you ready to get Dirty?  

Dirty is Book One in Kylie Scott’s Dive Bar Series releasing April 5th!

Pre-order your copy of DIRTY here:

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When Vaughn returned to his childhood home, the last thing he expected was to find a brokenhearted bride in his shower. Or the complete drama and chaos that came with her.

Lydia doesn’t know what to do. Finding out the love of your life is having an affair on your wedding day is bad enough. Finding out it’s with his best man, is another all together. Trying to escape it all, she runs…and finds herself in the arms of a handsome ex-musician turned bartender. But can a broke musician with a dubious future really be the Mr Perfect Lydia was looking for?

About the Author:

Kylie Scott

Kylie is a long time fan of erotic love stories and B-grade horror films. She demands a happy ending and if blood and carnage occur along the way then all the better. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

Kylie is represented by Amy Tannenbaum at the Jane Rotrosen Agency, New York.

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Wrapped in Lace By Prescott Lane – Cover Reveal


When I was a little boy, the best thing about the holiday season was unwrapping presents on Christmas morning — tearing off the paper and tossing it on the floor. Now that I’m a man, I like to unwrap slowly, deliberately, taking my time to savor what lies before me. I still like to throw the wrapping on the floor, but now I know the best gifts come wrapped in lace.

And unlike when I was a kid, I won’t get sick of this present by New Year’s. I’ll definitely be playing with this girl day after day after day.

After six years avoiding my hometown, the last thing I expected when I returned was a wannabe bad girl to unwrap my heart and rip open my soul. But that’s exactly what happened. Now if I can just get the hell out of my own way, maybe I’ll finally get the best gift of all — her!

Come get unwrapped by Drew this holiday.


I sat back and studied the canvas.  Id finally gotten it right the way his lips turn up in that smile that makes both my heart and panties melt.  It had taken me over a dozen tries to get it just perfect, but I finally had.  Unfortunately, I didnt feel any better.  I thought if I could capture Drews smile on my canvas, my pain would somehow lessen.  Because Id always have his image, that his leaving me wouldnt hurt so bad.  It hadnt worked.  The pain in my heart was just as sharp, just as overwhelming as it was yesterday and the day before.  I knew Id never get over him.  I knew it like I knew the deep blue color of his eyes, the rough spots on his hands.  I knew it like I knew the way his lips tasted, the feel of his thick brown hair.


Perfectly Broken  First Position  Quiet Angel


Prescott Lane is the author of First Position, Perfectly Broken, and her new release, Quiet Angel. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and graduated from Centenary College with a degree in sociology. She went on to receive her MSW from Tulane University, after which she worked with developmentally delayed and disabled children. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren’t enough happily ever afters in real life.

Happily Ever Afters Guaranteed.

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Wild Cards (Twisted #3) by R.C. Stephens – Review

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She grew up with love but tragedy took everything away from her.

He was forced into a life that he hated and was drowning in darkness.

They both lost hope…

They both looked for ways to numb the pain…

To him, she was unpredictable and alluring.

To her, he was a dark knight with a shady past.

What happened next was unexpected. Their chance encounter was not chance anymore.

As their worlds collide and their impenetrable walls are infiltrated, these two dark souls are forced to face the one thing on earth that scares them the most…


***This is a standalone novel and does not need to be read with books one and two of the Twisted Series.
***Warning-For mature audiences only.
As a reader myself, I know how important it is to be aware of ‘hot button’ issues that could trigger painful memories for some. Wild Cards is a love story of the greatest and most epic proportions. However this love story faced many bumps in the road and in order to tell Luc and Vicky’s story I needed to touch on the scene of aggravated sexual assault. I feel it is my job to advise the reader of this violent episode. This aspect does not define the whole story and the book is not about violence rather about two dark souls saving each other while finding true love.

ellie’s $0.02:

I know you typically expect a “funny” review outta me.  Today, I got nothing funny.  Well maybe I do, later.

This is a deep, dark and incredibly emotional read.  I mean, if you find that funny, then this will be amusing to you.  The plot of this book is imaginative and creative.  These two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl… wait… that’s a song.  Anyway…Luc and Vicky have ultimate lost paths in their lives due to their pasts.  Both just trying to live alone day by day.  And when they meet… well… you know the story (actually you don’t because you have not read it yet).

Stephens is a genius thinking of the emotional and angtsy story plot that will tear your hearts out and punch you in the gut.


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