August 30, 2014

High Class Harlot by Delia Steele ( Blog Tour)


People spend their whole lives being condescending cockstars. Assuming they know something when they don’t. Assuming they know who someone is when they have no idea. Assuming that, because they can see something, they understand it. Let me tell you right now, STOP ASSUMING! Until you walk a day in someone’s gold-studded hooker heels, you do not know them or their story. Do not assume your struggle is worse simply because it’s yours. Do not assume they are ok just because they look to be so. And do not assume you are a better person simply because someone chooses to sin differently than you. 
My family has money. We buy what we want without fear of being destitute, and we will never worry about having food or any other necessities. My struggle in life is not with the money, but where it comes from. My father’s secret is carrying a hefty price tag that I can no longer afford. My soul is priceless, and he is stripping it away from me. My world isn’t all rainbows, sparkle, and diamonds falling from my exit hole like Rory’s story portrayed. For every high, there is a low, and the higher you go, the further you have to fall.
I have the best things in life, except for life itself. Everyone I love has moved away; my passion to exist has deflated; my job is a joke; but more than anything, I hate who I am allowing myself to become. Is there anyone strong enough to hold my hand on this road to self-preservation, or am I to travel it alone? If you start my story, please find it in yourself to finish it before you judge me. Don’t assume you can know where I am headed without seeing where I have already been. I am Amandolette Riaz, and I am a glitzed-up glitch in today’s delicate world.
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5 Stars
So after reading Trailer Park Princess I was a little nervous to read this book. 

This thnh I love about Delia's writing is she makes you feel like you are friends with the characters and they are apart of your everyday life. Love that she does this, because I feel so connected to them and love the book so much more.

This book tho I was a little UGH with Mando I wanted to slap her omg she pissed me off at times really she did!! On the other hand there was Clay and GOSH DARN was he HOT!! I felt like he was looking at me the way he looked at Mando I loved Clay. Clay was just the sweetheart every girl should have in there life I think so far he is the charachter I love the most!

This book had just the right among of sexual tension, love, and drama I loved evey bit of it and ate it up like it was a big bowl of Ice cream. You do have to read the first book to
get the whole story and know all the charachters so make sure you read that first
before diving into this one!!

Can not wait to see what D has in store for us next her books are just gourgous!! 


Delia lives in Mississippi, better known as “The Sip”, where she was born and raised aside from the short time she spent wandering the beaches of Destin, Florida. She has two amazing kids who are the light in her life and she is married to a very patient and loving man. She works a fulltime job Monday – Friday. Yes, she’s so domesticated! Delia is Mexican American—in her words, she is brown! In her spare time she enjoys singing extremely loud, dancing around for hours, and watching her kids just be kids. Delia is eclectic and obsessive. She is always happy. She believes we should all have fun sometimes, and when we do something stupid, we should write about it, dude! If she could be anything when she grows up—yes, because she is currently refuse to—she wants to be a fulltime superhero. You know, wear awesome boots; have long, full, flowing hair; wear her panties on the outside of her clothes (and have it be ok); ride on a magical horse with wings; and save the world. Who wouldn’t want to do that? Happy Reading =] 



August 28, 2014

Cash's Fight#(Last Riders #5) by Jamie Beglay(BLOG TOUR)


If it’s not broke don’t fix it.
That was Cash’s motto in life, and his life was perfect. He was living the life of the lieutenant of The Last Riders, and had women at his beck and call. The only thing he saw himself settling down with in the future was a twelve pack; certainly not Rachel Porter, who was on his short no fuck list. Hell, she wasn’t even his type—her tits were too small, and her mean mouth could shrivel a man’s dick. How was he supposed to know she was special and worth putting up with those weed-producing hillbillies? Or was she?
Rachel had lived her whole life watching Cash break one woman’s heart after another. He was everything she shouldn’t want; a bad boy biker with enough sex appeal to make any woman want a night in his bed. Even her. Heck, he wasn’t even her type—he didn’t know when to keep his mouth shut, and he lived in a sex club. How was she supposed to know that he was special and worth putting up with the biker wars and biker bitches? Or was he?

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Every time I read another one of Jamie's books I feel like a whole new woman.
When I heard that Cash was going to be the next book in the Last Riders series I was
a little skeptical, because knowing Cash from the other books he was not my favorite.
Knowing Jamie I knew she would change my mind, but still I was a little worried on what to expect. Jamie proved me so wrong I loved Cash just liked I liked, no
 LOVED  every single one of the Last Riders.
Cash was totally different than I expected, when I first met him he was a total
asshole and he sorta just rubbed me the wrong way. I didn't ever think that my mind would change. Getting to know him in this book changed my mind so much. Deep down he was such a sweet heart rough around the edges but man did I fall hard and fast for him.
In bed DAMN He was amazing. Sexy doesn't even cover how it was!
Rachel has been around for awhile and I have liked her from the get go she is awesome.
One bad ass woman who is way over protected by her brothers. I felt so bad for her and how they held such a tight leash on her. Getting to know her made me want to hug her so tight.
She is amazing and I wanted to be her BFF forever. Her best friend Lily brings out the best of her and I am glad that they are good friends and they can lean on watch other.
When Jamie gave me the drama I felt so horrified for Rachel I wanted her to grab Cash by the balls so hard that they would fall off. I hated him for what he did to her. UGH ASSHOLE!
I did see the love that Rachel and Cash felt for on another especially since Rachel had feelings for Cash for so long. Her brothers just need to lighten up a little. In the end I was satisafied just like I always am and I think that is why each of Jamies books is my favorite.
However, I have yet to comapre anyone to my SHADE YESS He is mine! LOL
Jamie you never fail to write an AMAZING book I loved it every thing about it.
I cant wait to see who is next and what you have in store for us!



“Which room is yours?”
“Go to Hell.”
Shh... or you’ll wake everyone up. Either tell me which room is yours, or I’ll turn you over my knee here and Cheryl might wake up and see.”
Rachel felt ashamed of herself. She couldn’t understand why she had overreacted in the first place. Maybe because he had compared Cheryl to Sleeping Beauty and all she got was the reproach for protecting a friend.
“The next door on the left.”
Cash turned out the light. Then, holding her arm tightly, he dragged her into her bedroom, flipping on the light switch before he closed the door with a quiet snap.
Rachel tried to forestall the fury that she saw had a hold of him. “I’m sorry, Cash. I apologize.”
“I’m tired of taking the shit you Porters dish out.” Cash sat down on her bed, pulling her over his lap. Rachel gasped, barely able to stop herself from screaming out loud.
His hand lifted her skirt, showing her frilly pink panties.
“I always wondered if you wore panties or boxers.” She deserved the sarcasm he was throwing her way, but it still hurt her feelings to be compared to a boy.
When his hand smacked her ass, Rachel jumped, but a hard hand pressed down on the middle of her back, holding her in place as several more hard smacks landed on her butt. She remained quiet, though; determined that, no matter how much it hurt, she wouldn’t make a noise. If her brothers ran in here and saw Cash, they would shoot him, and as bad as she hated him right then, she didn’t want him dead.

About Jamie 
“I was born in a small town in Kentucky. My family began poor, but worked their way to owning a restaurant. My mother was one of the best cooks I have ever known, and she instilled in all her children the value of hard work, and education.
Taking after my mother, I’ve always love to cook, and became pretty good if I do say so myself. I love to experiment and my unfortunate family has suffered through many. They now have learned to steer clear of those dishes. I absolutely love the holidays and my family puts up with my zany decorations.
For now, my days are spent writing, writing, and writing. I have two children who both graduate this year from college. My daughter does my book covers, and my son just tries not to blush when someone asks him about my books.
Currently I am writing four series of books- The Last Riders, The Dark Souls, The VIP Room, and Biker Bitches series. My favorite book I have written is Soul Of A Woman, which I am hoping to release during the summer of 2014. It took me two years to write, during which I lost my mother, and brother. It’s a book that I truly feel captures the true depths of love a woman can hold for a man. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I am an emotional writer who wants the readers to feel the emotion of the characters they are reading. Because of this, Teased is probably the hardest thing I have written.
All my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best. In the near future I hope to take a weekend break and visit Vegas that will hopefully be this summer. Right now I am typing away on my next story and looking forward to traveling this summer!”

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I’m Nicholas Brooks.
Everyone thinks I’m a nice guy, a local fighter who plays by the rules.
I’m not.
I killed someone when I was sixteen.
The women love me, but I use them.
All except Ria.
However, to have her, I’ll have to fight for her.
The pit isn’t for wimps, either. No rules—get the KO.
To earn redemption, there is always a price.
Even if I win, I lose. Because Ria just might be the price I pay.

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August 27, 2014

Nothing But Trouble by Erink Kern *BLOG TOUR*


Rebecca Underwood likes her life the way it is. Quiet. Plain. Predictable. For years she worked her tail off in medical school and finally achieved her ultimate goal of working in a private practice. She sees nothing but smooth sailing ahead of her. That is, until she finds herself having to deal with the one man who has the ability to send her quiet and plain world into a tail-spin.

Master mechanic R.J. Devlin specializes in restoring classic cars. He’s poured blood, sweat and tears into building his own auto shop from the ground up. For him, there’s nothing more satisfying than getting a healthy amount of grease under his nails…except a green-eyed red-head who could bring him to his knees faster than he can say Corvette. So when Rebecca Underwood brings her father’s classic car to him for restoration, he jumps at the opportunity—for more reasons than one. Rebecca has always loathed surrendering any kind of control, but she knows R.J. is the best at what he does.

But then everything she’s worked so hard for, her practice and her reputation as a pediatrician is shaken. And as her carefully controlled world spirals out of control, the threat of losing her medical license, and even her practice, pushes her to unfamiliar territory and a place where she has no control— the arms of R.J. Devlin.

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Nothing but Trouble was such a sweet read  love Erin she makes me fall in love 
with her charachters everrytime and feel as if am getting to know them in real
life. Rebecca R.J captured my heart.

Rebecca was like the girl next doorr you cant help but love.
Rebecca likes the life she has and really dosent care for change.
she worked her booty off in school to become a that she is 
she is content that she is working at a private practice
R.J.owns his own auto shop and it is his pride and joy he 
is sexy as heck and  loved his personality a little to much. 

When Rebecca takes her das classic care to restore.
R.J. cant help but take liking to Rebecca's sweet charm.
There lives will change and the suspense was just enough! 

Erin you kicked butt I loved this read sweet and simple!

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I started writing back in 2004 and six years later self-published the third book I wrote. Two years after that I landed a contract with Grand Central Publishing.

Now I'm just chugging along, spitting out books faster than my kids can turn my living room into a disaster zone...

Actually, that's not entirely true. I only wish it were true.

But in all seriousness, I write sassy and sexy contemporary romances for Forever Romance. My Trouble series is available online and wherever paperbacks are sold.
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Sweet Fall by Tillie Cole

 From the USA Today Best Selling Sweet Home Series, comes Sweet Fall; a tale of heartache, beating the odds and finding strength in the most unlikeliest of places.We all have secrets.
Secrets well buried.Until we find the one soul who makes the burden of such secrets just that little bit easier to bear.Lexington "Lexi" Hart is a senior at the University of Alabama. Surrounded by her best friends, her loving family and having fulfilled her life-long dream of making the Crimson Tide cheer squad, everything is going exactly as she always dreamed it would. But beneath her happy exterior, demons lurk, threatening to jeopardize everything Lexi has worked to achieve.
When events in her life become too much to cope with, Lexi finds herself spiraling down into the realm of her biggest fear. Lexi falls hard, victim once again to the only thing that can destroy her and, on the way, finds herself falling straight into the dangerous tattooed arms of a guy from the wrong side of the tracks.
Austin Carillo, starting Wide Receiver for the Alabama Crimson Tide, must get picked in this year's NFL draft. He needs it. His brothers need it. Most importantly, his mother desperately needs it. Brought up in a world where the poor are forgotten, the sick are left to fend for themselves and no hero miraculously appears to pull you out of hell, Austin had no other choice but to make a living on the wrong side of the law—until football offered Austin the break to get his life back on track. But when a family tragedy drags him back into the clutches of the gang he believed he had left far behind, Austin finds himself falling. Falling back into criminal ways and falling deep into a suffocating darkness. Until a troubled yet kindred spirit stumbles across his path, where Austin quickly finds he is falling for a young woman—a young woman who might just have the power to save him from his worst enemy: himself.Can two troubled souls find a lasting peace together? Or will they finally succumb to the demons threatening to destroy them?
New Adult/Contemporary Romance novel—contains adult content, sexual situations and mature topics. Suited for ages 17 and up.
I have never in my life read a book more touching than Sweet Fall.
I don't know any one who has dealt with an eating disorder, but this book
the way Tillie wrote it made it come to light that it is a serious issue and a sickness.That to most comes across not as a big deal and not a actual sickness, but it and people who have it need to get help dealing with it. It was phenomanly written.  
Lexi is an amazing person who has been thru so much. For the past couple years she has been dealing with the death of  her best friend who she loved dearly and she has been dealing with an eating disorder. She is more than beautiful and she covers up that beauty with heavy make up! She doesn't see herself as beautiful. I really never understood why eating disorders are such a BIG deal but walking thru it with Lexi seriously showed me how it can affect a person. Tillie you my friend have helped so many girls with this book. Lexi is so much stronger than she knows and the way you wrote her struggle was just beyond AMAZING! I walked hand in hand with lexi and got to know her as a person. I wanted to hug her thru the whole book and tell her "Lexi girl you are amazing and beautiful inside and out." I couldnt handel it at times and had to put down the book just to catch my book. Getting into Lexis mind was so hard for because I felt all of her pain.
Austin is a football player who is sorta the rough around the edges not your average
jock football player. He grew up in the hood dealing drugs and trying to make ends meat.
His mom is sick and he tries his hardest to take care of her and his little brother.
I loved Austin he was not an asshole but not a gushy guy he was everything you could want.
His gang ties are horriable and I wanted to shake him and tell him Austin you have a good thing what in the hell is wrong with you man. 
Lexi and Austin hit it off and they become friends and bond over so much.
Austin gets Lexi and sees right thru her, I loved how he made her feel.
Lexi begins to open up to Austin and Austin opens up with Lexi as well.
There connection is undeniabley strong I fell in love with the two.
Can there relationship grown into something more and can they
over come there demons?
Grab it now and see the piece of art Tillie has written!!
Today I am very over the moon to be interviewing author 
Tillie Cole authors of Sweet Fall book 3 of the 
Sweet Home series. This book was so well written I am so honored to be talking
to the woman who worte it.
Hi Tillie thanks for agreeing to do this interview
can you tell us a little about yourself? 
Well, I am a thirty-something Brit who lives in Canada. I was a High School teacher of History and Religion for years. I have also worked within a museum setting. Then last year, my life changed when my book Sweet Home was released. Now I am a full time writer and LOVE it!!!! I’m fun and up for a good laugh at any given opportunity!
What are your ambitions for your writing career? 
To challenge people with the topics I address. My lastcouple of books have taken a darker, more serious route. I have realized that this very much appeals to me. My writing is stronger when I address topics that mean a lot to me and nothing pleases me more than when my readers tell me that it brought awareness to something they knew nothing about e.g. extreme religious cults. I would very much like to continue down this route and next year is full of books such as this.
Sweet Fall is the 3rd book in the Sweet Home series 
Can we expect to see references to former characters? 
Yes. All of the original characters are in it as the story runs parallel to Sweet Home. However, this is very much Austin and Lexi’s story, and they really do take the limelight. Sweet Fall is much darker than SweetHome, it will emotionally destroy you, but inspire hope at the same time.
Give us some insight into Lexi and Austin's relationship.
Austin and Lexi are both broken souls, but in very different ways. Lexi was brought up in a comfortable home, loving parents, but is struck with a disorder that threatens her life; a very secretive disorder, one she keeps well hidden. Austin was brought up poor in a trailer park. The only way to make money was to join the gang that his brother belonged to. Football got him out and into school, but when tragedy strikes his family, he has no choice but to return to the gang once again. Austin and Lexi both keep secrets from their family and friends, but when their paths cross, they find a light in one another, happiness in a tormented world, and a heart-searing love begins to bloom. But outside forces begin to tear them apart, and life begins to spiral out of control for two souls so pure, yet so broken. Will their love take the strain?
What can we expect from you next
I have already started writing ‘Heart Recaptured (Hades Hangmen 2)’. I will continue that series into next year. I will also write Sweet Hope, Ally’s story for next year. I also have a YA fantasy trilogy out in 2015.
Lots to write! Lots of topics to explore! Busy, busy, busy!!!
Thank you for the great questions!
Big hugs!
Tillie x

 Walking into the empty locker room, the smell of hairspray, perfume, and fruit-
scented body wash seemed to hang like a veil in the air. I moved to my locker, taking out
my wash bag and pulling out my cosmetic remover wipes, made my way to a mirror.
For a moment, I just stared. My green eyes were rimmed with black, my face pale
with my light powder, and my lips were bright red, as red as the freshest of drawn blood.
This was me now. This dark makeup defined me. My mask. And removing it at night was
the worst part of every day.
With each swipe of the cotton cloth, my inner strength waned. My white-and-
black makeup gave way to the pink skin of my natural face. All of my insecurities came
flooding back. They always did.
As I dropped the caked wipe into the small trashcan at my feet, I inhaled. My armor
was gone.
My eyes were firmly focused on the bright-white porcelain of the basin, but I forced
myself to look up. Dr. Lund had taught me this process was an important part of my
The instant I lifted my head and faced my reflection, I had the same reaction I’d had
for too many years—my heart proceeded to plummet to my stomach and all I felt was
There she was. Lexington. Lexington Hart. The girl with too many imperfections to
ever be pretty. Everything unattractive, from her less-than-flawless complexion to the
ugly spray of freckles on her nose.
She was disgusting.
She was fat.
We can improve this, Lexington. Just let me in. We can reach perfection.
My hands balled to fists on the lip of the sink as I fought the demon lurking within.
Reaching behind me, my eyes dipped as I unzipped my skirt, slowly working it over
my hips and my feet. Next came my top and my underwear, until I stood naked.
Until I was again weak.
Tears fell from my eyes as I stood rock still, gazing at the tiled floor. It was the
hardest thing to do. Facing the real me.
My cured body.
One... two... three... four... I counted internally, bracing myself for what I’d see
today. Would I look better? Fatter? Thinner? Worse than ever?
Snapping open my pale-green eyes, I met my bare refection and just stared. My eyes
swelled with water and my hand instinctively lifted to my collarbone. It was plumper
than it should’ve been. It was once the most favorite part of my body, protruding,
defined... visible. But not anymore.
Not anymore...
My fingers walked to the top of my arm, and my thumb and index finger pinched at
the flesh of my bicep. I had to stifle a sob at how much fat I could pull.
Once all I could pull was skin. But not anymore.
Not anymore...
From out of nowhere, I heard faint laughing and my head whipped around to scour
the room. There was nobody there, and chills ran down my spine as I realized who it was.
That is right. It is me, Lexington. No one else is here. Just me, looking at how much
weight you have put on. And you, you are seeing the ugly effect of your gluttony too... I
can see it in your eyes.
I physically froze.
Let me get you back to where you should be. To where you know you want to be. Just
let me back in. Give me the reins. Hand yourself to me. Give yourself over to perfection.
As if being controlled like a puppet, my hands ran over my ribs. One, two, three,
four, five, six... My fingers began tapping frantically at the skin. There was too much fat.
I should be able to feel up to ten ribs, but I could only feel six. No! I could only feel six.
My hand dropped lower, my fingers prodding the excess flesh of my stomach. Lower
still. No, no, no! My hips! My hips were not protruding, not angled or defined. There was
too much fat. I’m too fat. Not again! Please! I... I—
Lexi... fight it! I said to myself with urgency.
Panting hard, I came back to myself with a jolt. My pale, naked skin was peppered
with red marks where I’d been hitting at my bones. Hives had broken out on my neck and
chest, and my eyes were red with aggravation and stress.
Seven minutes.
Seven minutes and thirty-two seconds.
Seven minutes and thirty-two seconds until I could move again.
Until I could breathe right again.
Until I could fight the voice in my mind, trying to make me fall.
Tillie Cole is a Northern girl through and through. She originates from a place called Teesside on that little but awesomely sunny (okay I exaggerate) Isle called Great Britain. She was brought up surrounded by her English rose mother -- a farmer's daughter, her crazy Scottish father, a savagely sarcastic sister and a multitude of rescue animals and horses.
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