IM NOT A WRITER, IM JUST A BIG FAN OF READING. I LOVE READING ALL TYPES OF BOOKS, WHETHER IS BOOKS ABOUT ROCK START, SUPERNATURAL, ROMANCE OR PURE HOT SEX. MOST OF THE BOOKS I READ ARE SERIES
What would you do if you were granted millions of pounds and a face that melts the underwear off of any woman? Meet Theodore Ellis, the business man who parties like a rock star, and has more women than he has room on his bed post to put the notches. Meet Lilly Parker. With a difficult past; Lilly is cold, closed off and emotionally unavailable in every way. Don't go thinking she's the sweet and innocent victim though, she plays the game better than most men, and is the original use and abuse woman. She's built her walls ten feet high and topped with razor wire, but Theo is relentless in the face of a challenge and Lilly finds herself besieged by him. Can he get in her pants? Or will the unsuspecting man whore go a step further and finally tear down her walls? Unlikely. This is no hearts and flowers love story, it is a battle of wills as a woman who trusts no-one denies a man who has never been denied. Cue fireworks as female sass meets alpha male tenacity. Besieged will make you laugh, fantasize and perhaps even shed a tear.
I was provide a copy of the book by the Author for an honest review.
I felt in love with this book, I want more I love the characters and love how the book turn out to be, I cant wait to read the next book in the series,I am gone keep this short since I don't want to give anything away.
Lilly had has a difficult past and a difficult life, doing to her past that made her to be, cold, closed off and emotionally unavailable in every way, but all that change it the night that she goes to a club, that's when she meets Theo, now Theo is not use to a woman rejecting him saying no to him, into he meets Lilly and tried everything to get her in bed, after that night she did not think that her life was gone change, when she started her internship at the firm she was surprise to find out that Theo was one of the clients, now that Theo knows where she work he will do everything he can to get her in his bed, the question is would she cave to him or not.
I really love an enjoy reading this book, love the banter that is going on between Lilly and Theo, Author L.P. Lovell THANK YOU for introducing me to this awesome book and this amazing characters love it.
Lauren Perry-Lovell or L.P Lovell is a 24 year old indie author from Salisbury, England. Lauren has written for several publications, including many women’s magazines. Lauren is known amongst her peers, clients and blog followers for her candid writing style and strong feminist views.
Eli Blue Savage doesn’t trust musicians, especially those that idolize her
dad. Her heart’s beenbroken by everyone she’s ever loved. Fairytale dreams and the music she
locks inside her heart are all that keep her alive.
The musician with a dark past…
Deacon Chastain plays a blue guitar to match his rock idol, the man that
saved him from a path of destruction. His life revolves around music;
it’s the only thing that saves him from the darkness.
Hearts beat to the same rhythm…
Broken and scarred by their pasts, can they find a way to heal and move
forward? No matter the adversity, even the hardest of hearts can be
softened by love – music is easy; life is hard.
I was provide a copy of the book by the Author for an honest review.
Wow just finish reading this book and love it, their is so much going on this book, love the characters and love how the book turn out to be, this book has a little bit of everything, it has suspense, thrill of family, the passion of rock 'n roll, and a undying love, this book some time made me mad, and cried at the same time but I love every single minute of it, I am gone keep this short since I don't want to give anything away.
This is the story of Eli and Deacon, they met each other when Eli was twelve years old, and he was seventeen, Deacon sneak in to the concert, and run into Eli when he ask her how to get to Kirk Savage room, she told him that she could get him in, on one condition he ask what was it she just told him you have to hang out with me, once they waited for the concert to be over, they saw Kirk walking tower them, Deacon was confuse on how easy she got them in, once he talk to her she call him Daddy, that's when he knew that he being hanging out with the Rock Legend daughter, now few years later Deacon is playing music, and Eli took over her fathers company, when told the band that she wanted to sigh them they got excited, what they did not expected was for their life to change.
I really love and enjoy reading this book, love this two characters, and love it that no matter what they when through they stay strong for the love that they have each other. Author Sarah Dosher THANK YOU for introducing me to this awesome characters and this amazing book love it.
EXCERPT:
Eli Blue
“Deacon! Deacon! Deacon!” the hoard of girls chanted, as
they pushed and shoved, trying to get closer to the empty stage.
The unmistakable sound of a Fender Stratocaster echoed
through the small arena, inciting the masses even further. The crowd was a living, breathing entity all
its own that swayed and surged with every note.
As the opening guitar solo edged forward, I could smell sweet excitement
filling the air; unfortunately, the scent was dampened by sweat and stale beer.
“C’mon, hurry your ass up!” I shouted to my friend, Willow,
before I started weaving through the flesh-hungry mob. Willow wrapped her arms
around my waist trying not to get trampled.
After elbowing every single person in our path, we finally
reached the barricade a few feet from the stage. Immediately, we were greeted
by a snarling security guard that wasn’t happy to see us ascending into sacred
territory. He held up his hands in a
silent plea for us to stop, which did nothing but make me roll my eyes. I’d never felt entitled to things in my life;
however, free reign at this place was a given, and the only thing I ever
demanded.
I flashed the sweetest smile I could manage, and was just
about to inform him who my dad was, when a man dressed in a business suit
gestured for the guard to let us pass. I
smiled at the suit and he returned the gesture with a nod of his head just
before he disappeared behind a door leading under the stage. Realization of who I was, or actually who my
dad was, flooded over the guard’s face.
His eyes grew wide and reverence appeared – with a touch of pity.
“That never gets old.” Willow yelled in my ear over the
screams and hollers for the concert to begin.
“What?” I shouted back.
“When they finally realize you’re someone important and
retreat.” She laughed.
I shook my head. “But I’m not.” I informed her.
“Yes, you are, Elizabeth, and it won’t be long ‘til I’m
someone special, too.” She said with a wink.
I rolled my eyes at her before turning my attention back to
the stage just as a single light began to rise.
The guitar solo slowly faded and was followed by the pounding of a kick
drum. Boom, boom, boom. I could feel my heart mirror the slow,
methodical beat. Boom, boom, boom.
Anticipation built within me causing heat to cover my body,
and sweat to roll down the middle of my back.
Music always had a way of exciting me.
I’d grown up with it - I’d never known anything different. Even when I’d been shielded from its harsh
glare, a constant rhythm still flowed through my veins.
A shadowy figure appeared at the center microphone directly
in front of us.
“Oh shit there he is, there he is!” Willow screamed, jumping
up and down.
I burst into laughter because I’d never seen her act like
this before.
“Damn girl, calm down! He’s just some lead singer. We’ve definitely met our fair share before.”
I placed my hands on her shoulders forcing her to calm down.
She pointed toward the stage, “Duke’s different—dear Lord is
he different. Just wait ‘til you hear
him sing and you’ll be ready to rip his clothes off, too.”
“Fuck me, Duke!” echoed behind me. I turned to see a leggy blonde with the
brightest red lips I’d ever seen, flashing her tits at the stage. I’d never understand how any woman thought
that would help her chances at snagging a man.
Sleazy desperation was never attractive on anyone, no matter how much
lipstick you tried to cover it with.
A low, sexy growl came through the sound system, drawing my
attention back to the stage. Standing
center stage was a towering man wearing nothing but black leather pants. His long blonde hair hung down his back and
teased the crowd by subtly camouflaging his muscles that appeared to bulge in
all the right places.
“That’s him, that’s him.” Willow shouted, digging her nails
into my upper arm.
I shrugged my shoulders, “Yeah, he looks good, but I need to
hear him first.”
“He plays guitar, too. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t drag you here
for a singer that didn’t play, too.”
Willow dragged me here tonight in hopes I’d sign her
favorite new band to my dad’s management company; technically, it was my management company now, even though I
refused to call it that. Savage Man had
become mine four years ago on my eighteenth birthday. Before that my mother almost ran it into the
ground from the day her guardianship of me granted her the right.
My dad hadn’t been a part of my life since all the glitz and
glam took him from me when I was barely thirteen years old. Not nearly old
enough to know how his absence would affect my entire world, let alone how he’d
want me to lead his brainchild.
Willow’s band, The Elle’s, was the first band I signed when
I officially started working at Savage Man full time last month, after graduating
college. An all girl rock band, no one
could go wrong with the way these girls looked, not to mention their amount of
talent. Simply, they kicked ass. The only problem was the estrogen induced
drama that occurred on a daily basis. But Willow had been the only constant in
my life, and I’d do anything to help her achieve her dreams.
“Hey, are you even listening to him?” Willow whined.
“I’m listening,” I snapped. I was definitely listening, and
his voice was impressive. Clear and
smooth, just like she’d said it was.
The bridge of the song played and the lead guitar picked up,
sending chills dancing across my skin. I
moved to my left and on to my tiptoes, trying to peer over the tall stage, but
couldn’t see the guitar player. His half
of the stage was too dark; the only beam of light focused on Duke, who was busy
grinding his hips in the direction of every female he could find.
“Deacon Chastain.” Willow said with a huge smile. “That’s who you’re looking for over
there. He doesn’t come out of the
shadows very often. Apparently he likes
to sulk back there and be all broody.”
“He’s damn good. Why
didn’t you tell me about him?”
Her eyes gleamed with orneriness. “Because I wanted you to
discover him for yourself. Just wait; there’s a hell of a lot more to see.”
Song, after song played and I still hadn’t seen more than a
glimpse of Deacon through his shroud of darkness. Still, the sounds that came from his guitar
kept me entranced. I’d stopped listening
to the song as a whole, only feeling the vibrations of his picked guitar
strings darting through my core. They
felt so familiar, like I’d never listened to anyone, other than him, play.
“We are Unforgiven, and we hope we rocked you as hard as you
rocked us tonight. If not, be sure and
let us know, so we can tell you to go fuck yourself.” Duke shouted and the
crowd cheered. “Ladies, don’t forget the line for the backstage freaky train
forms to your left by the big bald security guard. As always, the last song of
the night goes to our fearless founder and leader, Deacon.”
I expected the crowd to go wild with more sexual favor
declarations from the half-naked Barbie’s all around me, but there was only
complete silence. Duke dropped the mic
with a shrill shriek, and the entire room immediately went black.
A dim light from the back of the stage slowly arced across
the venue, stopping and illuminating someone sitting on a bar stool with a black
hoodie pulled over his head. Now
backlit, the figure became a dark and menacing presence. A microphone stood in
front of him, waiting to be used, while a large guitar rested on his leg. Willow pulled on my arm and moved closer.
“That’s Deacon.” She said softly into my ear. “This is their
end of the show tradition - same song at the end of every show.”
The sound of his knuckles cracking filtered through the stillness
as a bright spotlight illuminated the front of his guitar. I gasped.
It was my guitar; my dad’s guitar.
I knew every single inch of my dad’s guitar and this was identical, even
down to the bright blue details. I felt
my heart fall to the floor, shattering into a million jagged pieces. He was another one, another guitar player
obsessed with my dad. I found them
everywhere, or more accurately, they
found me. I think some of them had a
tracking device attached to my ass with how quickly they could locate me. I’d spent my life fighting off Kirk Savage wannabes. Which never made sense to me—I’m his daughter,
so their path to becoming my “Rock God” dad should not include them vying to be
in my pants.
I heard Deacon slowly inhale then let out a long, steady stream
of air. Not a nervous gesture, but a
prayer for strength. He lightly strummed
his guitar and the sound invaded my senses.
He played a slow, light melody that had tears burning my eyes.
His fingers moved over the smooth strings, creating one of
the most genuine sounds I’d ever heard—every movement of his hand giving voice
to the desires of his heart. I’d been around enough musicians to know that was
the only way a mere human could compose such a melody, and in that moment, our
hearts were beating to the same rhythm.
His voice rang through the calm
bar and every eye was turned, hanging on his every word. His voice was light and rough, his words ran
together, just barely clear enough to understand.
Take her now; you need her more than I
She hasn’t ever truly been mine
Strike your claim; it’s been too long
I’ve been fighting, but you’ve won
There’s no way, don’t hide your eyes
Unused, unwanted, unclaimed
Some of my earliest memories were of me, sitting cross
legged in the middle of my dad’s studio, intently watching the faces of
musicians as they poured their heart and soul into their gift. My dad used to say, if the fans didn’t feel
like they’d lived an entire lifetime in his shoes after he performed, then he
needed to find another job. “Maybe an
accountant,” he’d joke, “they don’t need emotions.”
Music has always been the driving force in my life. It soothed my fears when I was overcome, and
guided the way when I was lost. I looked
to music like a religious man looks to his God – and it had yet to let me
down. If Deacon’s face wasn’t covered by
the darkness, I knew I would see every emotion evoked by his words. Music was easy, life was hard. Each haunting syllable he uttered crawled
deep into my soul.
“Holy shit, are you crying?” Willow shrieked from beside me,
and then laughed.
I touched my cheeks and felt wetness; I hadn’t even realized
I was crying. I wiped it away before
turning to look at her.
“No, I wasn’t crying.
Are you crazy?”
“Bullshit Elizabeth, you were freaking cryin’ and don’t try
to deny it.” She pointed her finger in my face and shook her head at me.
“Whatever, c’mon.” I said, looping our arms together and
heading toward backstage. “Do you, or do you not, want to meet Duke?”
“Damn right I’m gonna meet him; gotta meet him before I can
make him put a ring on it.”
She said with a laugh.
Author Bio:
Sarah Dosher was
born and raised in rural Oklahoma where she currently resides with her cowboy
husband and twins (one cowboy and one cowgirl). She spends her day slaving away
in healthcare and her nights pouring her heart out to her keyboard. She is
addicted to books and The Golden Girls. Her love for reading inspired her to
start her writing journey.
Eddie Neff needs space. Not the type that country stars croon about, but physical distance from her emotionally distant father and the tatters of a broken relationship. So when the opportunity to relocate her life and interior design business arises, the answer comes easily.
Adjusting to life with Claire, her gregarious new roommate, is more than simply testing comfort limits. With just one meeting, Eddie finds herself unable to resist the draw of Harris Grant, Claire’s brooding and overprotective older brother.
Harris doesn’t fit her idea of a safe relationship. He pushes Eddie to face her deepest insecurities and fears of abandonment. And Harris holds on to his own painful loss, unable to overcome personal demons.
Eddie and Harris must learn to conquer their internal struggles. But as they navigate their new love, outside forces fight to drive them apart.
Author note: In Pursuit is the first book in a two book series. Intended for 18+ readers.
I was provide a copy of the by the author for an honest review.
WOW HOLY SMOKE, what an ending, I just finis reading this book and I love it, now I cant wait to read the second part of this story, I cant believe how it end it, love the characters and let me just say that the title of this book is perfect, I did not wanted to finish reading this, I want more and I don't think I could way for the next book, I am gone keep this short since I don't want to give anything away.
The story begging with Eddie she is an interior design, she just got out of a relationship, she wanted to move away and start fresh, when she got the opportunity to do so, she move to Chicago, now that she is in her new apartment with her new roommate Claire, she start thinking that she might like it their, than she meets Harris, the first day that she meets him he is rude, after that day she has tried to avoid him, when she start to get the hang of it she start to notice that things are not what they seem to be, Harrison start to push her buttons, and start to have feelings for her, but he is dealing with his own demon, when they finally get together and things are going great, something happened and it turn their world up side down, would they be able to work their own issues or would they let those issue rule their life.
I really enjoy and love reading this book, I have to say that at first I couldn't stand Harrison, cause of the way he was acting, but then he grow on me and when I saw how he change with Eddie I love him, I love the way that Eddie is love it how she love her job, and how she tried to get out of her shell, love seen Harrison and Eddie felt in love with each other little by little.
Author Olivia Luck THANK YOU for introducing me to this amazing characters and this awesome book. cant wait to read the next book in the series to find out what would happened next.
Olivia Luck lives in the middle of America with her loving husband and her obsession with writing. She wrote her first romance novel at age eight. When she’s not reading, editing, or writing, you can find her in the kitchen learning to cook. Olivia loves to travel and spend time with her family.
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The next week begins uneventfully. Claire and I go about our normal work routines, and things are peaceful. I know that this won’t be a long term living situation for me, but this existence works for the time being. Of course, the absence of Harris probably has made her more relaxed. I haven’t seen or heard from him since Saturday evening. Now, Wednesday night, I’m antsy for another encounter. Sarah’s right, I need to get his number and make things happen.
I’m working on dinner when the front door opens and closes more softly than usual. I’m in the middle of singing to myself, On my Own from Les Miserables, when he starts making his way into the condo.I do not hide my voice from him, instead I work through the words of the song, emoting the loneliness held in the lyrics.
Before I see him, I feel him. The way my heart starts galloping in my chest, the knife becoming slippery in my damp palm. My skin starts to tingle, still humming in appreciation from his earlier touches. I sing softly to myself, the words slipping out. I don’t feel the usual rush of shyness. He should see this side of me.
When our eyes connect as he enters the kitchen, I know he’s feeling something, too, by the way that his eyes soften at the sight of me and his lips flicker upward for a half second. I cut the song short, ending before the singer professes her love.
Neither of us speaks as he crosses the galley kitchen. I avert my eyes back to the task in front of me as he moves behind me. He places one palm on either side of countertop, caging me in.
I concentrate on my breathing, but it doesn’t help the racing of my heart or the butterflies of excitement fluttering in my stomach. We’re not physically touching, but every pore of my body hums with energy.
“Do you feel that?” he asks huskily.
“Yes,” I breathe.
His cheek brushes against my hair in an achingly tender gesture.
“Good.”
His arms drop and he puts distance between us, his features oddly calm.
Wow.
Character Casting
Playlist
Landslide – Fleetwood Mac
Girls Just Want to Have Fun – STRFKR
Babel – Mumford and Sons
Hummingbird – Alex Clare
I Think of You – Rodriguez
Get Lucky – Daft Punk featuring Pharrell Williams
Sideways – Citizen Cope
Timekeeper – Grace Potter and the Nocturnals
Be Good to Me – Sia
One Heart Missing – Grace Potter and the Nocturnals
Who says Heat can't be Sweet?
Welcome to the World of Smart and Sexy -- Contemporary Romances with passion and heart.
Can the love of a good man bring you back to life? Dr. Liam Mason wants to try...
Madison Spencer is a focused medical student, concerned only with work and paying the bills. She hides her beauty and once passionate spirit behind a quiet plain Jane facade. Since she was drugged, stripped, and photographed by a vengeful ex, she has stayed away from men and kept her heart and body safe. But the loneliness is becoming more than she can bear.
When heart-stoppingly gorgeous Dr. Liam Mason walks into her world, she knows she's in trouble. The attraction is instant, but Madison expects her past to be a deal-breaker.
Instead, Liam offers to bring her back to life with passion and pleasure. No love, no commitment, just straight-up fun. Madison's sensible mind resists, but her body is willing. Together the young doctors explore days and nights of pleasure, slowly becoming much more than bedmates.
Deep inside, each wonders if they've found their perfect match. But their fears threaten to destroy the world they're building together.
Will they each be strong enough and brave enough to risk their hearts to have it all?
Please note: this title contains adult sexual content and is not intended for readers under 18 years old.
Christina Hoffman was born in London, England. She moved with her family throughout Canada and the US, and has finally put down her suitcase, for now, in San Francisco.
She believes that everyone has the right to feel both smart and sexy. We don't have to be one or the other! She writes stories about characters who live in the real world and who, somehow, still believe in love.
She's starting a mini-revolution. She writes sexy stories, but hasn't lost the romance from her Romances. Enough with whips -- back to lips!
She hopes you enjoy her stories and see yourself in her characters. After all, they are based on smart and sexy people, just like you.
Gabby survives her ex-boyfriend’s brutal attack, only to be ripped away
from her life by a complete stranger. She is thrown into the world of
Immortals, where every nightmare out there exists and walks free. She can’t
deny her attraction to this stranger, Neeko, but he must earn her trust before
she will ever let him into her heart. Can she learn to love again? Will love be
enough, or will everything come crashing down?
Neeko sees Gabby and immediately knows she is someone
special. He makes a rash decision to kidnap her, because he can’t stop thinking
about her. Now he must somehow prove to her that she is his mate and his soul’s
other half. How can he have a human for a mate? Can he keep her safe from
Demons? Or is he her biggest threat?
When the missing pieces fall into place to reveal all
their secrets, will they stand together or apart?
“Just sit on
the bed and watch.” He grins but doesn’t get up. I quickly run into the
bathroom and strip of my shirt and pants. I have on a black and purple lace corset
and a black thong with a garter belt attached to fish nets. And to set it off
with a bang 6 inch spiked high heels. The purple goes great with my tattoo. I
lean forward head bent and brush my hair to give it the full volume look. You
know the just fucked look. I take a deep breath I have never done anything like
this before. I slowly open the bathroom door and step out. I hear him take a
sharp breath. His eyes have turned dark with desire and are watching my every
step. His muscles become rigid and hands gripping the edge of the bed. I let
him take in the outfit and then walk to the iPod and hit play. Giving him a
nice view of my ass. Shush by Rachele Royal starts up. I walk right in
front of him and start singing the words while dancing erotically.
She’s singing about giving it to her good. I walk up
to him and place my hand on his shoulder and lean in to whisper while my knee
is placed on his erection. I put a little pressure on his bulge and she says
something about 3 in a row. I hold up three fingers and then rub them on top of
my panties. Then place them on his lips. He nips at my fingers.
He slowly takes one of my fingers in his mouth and sucks. I turn and
bend over and rub my ass on his jeans, right over his dick. His body stills and
he growls. He reaches his hand from behind and rubs on my clit ,with a finger,
through my thong. I twist back around and grab his hand and stick that finger
in my mouth and gently suck down to his knuckle then back up to the top
swirling my tongue around his finger. She sings about shushing and making
no noises soI hold his finger to my mouth shushing. I turn and sit on
his lap and I grind on him.
I feel his breath on my neck right before he leans
in and kisses it. Nibbling and sucking. He is driving me wild. I have to stand
up before I loose myself in him. I want to drive him wild not the other way
around. I turn and have my back to him I bend down and touch my ankles to give
him a nice view of my ass and slowly start to slide my hands up my legs and
begin to stand. I hear him growl and the next thing I know I’m lying face down
on the bed with him on top of me. He leans down and whispers in my ear. “You
drive me wild.” His hot breath on my neck and his erection pressing into my ass
is almost too much. He rips my thong right off my ass. Well he did buy
them. He leans down and bites my ass and slaps right where he just bites.
“Fuck Neeko.” “That’s right say my name baby.”
