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Thursday, 5 May 2016

Head Start

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Book: Head Start
Series: Cedar Tree #7
Author: Freya Barker
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Margreet Asselbergs


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Kendra Schmitt puts most of her time into the new clinic in Cedar Tree, which is now almost running full time. With her schedule a bit more predictable, she finally considers a personal life and concedes to a disastrous blind date. Always the responsible one in her family, she has avoided any kind of entanglement. In particular with a certain young investigator. 

Junior member of the GFI team, Neil James, has seen and experienced more than most at his age. When his team becomes part of a task force investigating a series of murders in the area, his protective instincts kick in. The victims' profiles closely match that of a certain physical therapist. 

Neil has been trying unsuccessfully for over a year to get closer to Kendra. Now that she might be in danger, he’s determined to break through her resistance and goes all out to win her trust. 

Especially now that the killer’s focus appears to zero in on Kendra.

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Early Feedback

Freya Barker is a master at her craft. She weaves stories that are gripping, intense, deal with serious issues and yet are heartwarming and real. They give you hope and make you feel like you are one of the characters. ~ Kez’s Korner

Another superb book by one of my favourite writers. You certainly get plenty for your money with this one . ~ Goodreads Review

Head Start is one of the best new stories. We get mystery, drama, and love. 
Freya Barker is a brilliant, insightful and awesome author. ~ Goodreads Review

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“Why not? It’s half-price, one of those short notice deals.” My sister resorts to the pre-adolescent whine that gets our mom to cave every single time. Unfortunately, Karly hasn’t yet figured out that it does the opposite for me.
“Because those things are like floating sausage fests.” 
“You’re such a stick-in-the-mud. Mom said she’d come too.”
Oh my God. Like that is any sort of enticement. I have to swallow hard to shove the contents of my stomach back down where they belong. I automatically turn my back to the waiting room when I hear the tell-tale ding of the door opening. “Not helping your case, Karly. Just sayin’… I’m not into quick, convenient fucks. Especially when most of the guys on those trips are looking to score as much and with as many as they can manage in the shortest possible time frame. Not keen on being the dessert buffet for a bunch of young idiots, hopped up on Viagra. Besides, as I told you a month ago, I’ll be moving house in two weeks, so I can’t come. End of story. You and Mom have fun, but count me out.”
By the time I get my nympho sister off the phone, my eyes have rolled heavenward a few more times. I should have spared one eye-roll to confirm it actually was my next patient coming in. It wasn’t. A familiar face with a toothy grin is leaning on the damn counter, right behind me. Instantly, my German ancestry betrays me with the robust blush I feel burning on my cheeks. Fabulous.
“What can I do for you, Neil?” I say none too kindly. One of his heavy eyebrows lifts all the way up, and the grin slips into a smirk.
“That, is a loaded question,” he teases, “especially given the tantalizing conversation I just overheard.” The heat on my face has now reached my hairline while I curse myself six ways to Sunday. “By the way, I like that color on you,” he mumbles, tapping me on the cheek.

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About The Author

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Freya Barker craved reading about 'real' people, those who are perhaps less than perfect, but just as deserving of romance, hot monkey sex and some thrills and chills in their lives – So she decided to write about them.

Always creative, from an early age on she danced and sang, doodled, created, cooked, baked, quilted and crafted. Her latest creative outlets were influenced by an ever-present love for reading. First through blogging, then cover art and design, and finally writing.

Born and raised in the Netherlands, she packed her two toddlers, and eight suitcases filled with toys to move to Canada. No stranger to new beginnings, she thrives on them.

With the kids grown and out in the world, Freya is at the ‘prime’ of her life. The body might be a bit ramshackle, but the spirit is high and as adventurous as ever. Something you may see reflected here and there in some of her heroines.... none of who will likely be wilting flowers.

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Other Books In The Series


Slim To None

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Hundred To One 

Against Me 

Clean Lines

Upper Hand 

Like Arrows

Other Books By Freya Barker

From Dust

Cruel Water

Tuesday, 3 May 2016

Always His

Series: Craved Devotion Book 1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Forgiveness …
It isn’t always as easy as it sounds.

Becoming a Marine had been Ryker’s dream, but that dream faded when it led to losing the one girl who held his heart.

Returning to Alabama after being gone for more than five years was going to be hard, but he couldn’t continue to live without her.

His world seemed empty and there was only one thing that could heal that void.

Find Nicole…

Beg for her forgiveness…
And never let her go again.
She would always be his...

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C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn't always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.

She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.

Royal Prick

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“He was more than just my stepbrother…” 

Royal is a prick.

A sexy as hell prick. 

The I need and want to screw you right now kind of prick. 

The arrogant, I can do and f*ck whoever I want to type.

He's so self-entitled that I want to punch him in the face, yet kiss him at the same time. 

I hate him but at the same time, still want him. 

A darkness surrounds him. He has secerts. For instance where he sneaks off to almost every night. 

He'll break my heart and my headboard if let him. 

I wanted Royal, but could I handle his darkness?

We all have secrets we want to keep, but I plan on unraveling his. 



Copyright J.L. Beck 2016

“You almost killed him Royal.” Sasha punched Royal in the arm, forcing him to turn his black orbs on her. I could tell the person she knew him as, was gone. In its place was a cold, heartless man. 

            “Good.” He scoffed brushing her away so he could rip off his shirt that was covered it grass, blood, and dirt. I stood there in awe, and terror of what I had just seen and what would happen next. 

Then the darkness in his eyes turned on me and I did the one and only thing I knew I could do. 
            I ran. I hauled ass to my jeep, by passing Jordan, and everyone else. She would be okay. It was me who wouldn’t be if I didn’t get the hell out of here right this second. 

My breaths came out in pants, as I ran to my jeep. I could hear heavy footfalls behind me but couldn’t stop not even for a second to look and see who it was that was following me. 
            “Go ahead run from me Noelle. Just know that when you get home I’ll be there waiting for you.” I stopped my body landing against the hood of my jeep as I shoved my hand into my front pocket trying to grab my keys. I shouldn’t have chosen the tightest pair of shorts I had. 

            “Come on princess, I thought you wanted to see me at my worst…” His voice was growing closer. The tone of his voice sent shivers down my spine and made my insides curl. Just as my fingers touched the cold metal of my keys I felt hot breath at the back of my neck. I stopped wiggling, hell I probably stopped breathing too. 

            “Is it true? What you said back there about not being mine?” There was so much deepness to his voice, the words he spoke vibrated against my skin as he skimmed his lips across the side of my throat. A quiver wracked my body. This wasn’t happening, not after everything that we had fought against. 

            “It is true.” The words came out in little puffs. I could feel the air around us change it grew hot, electrically charged, like that of the air during a summer nights thunderstorm. 
            “Don’t lie to me Noelle.” He growled, one of his fists coming out of nowhere and landing harshly against the car door. His whole body was covering me, crowding me, cornering me. 

            “It’s not a lie.” I was done fighting. Everything he did to Dom tonight was not needed not one single thing. I wasn’t his. To him I was just a brat a spoiled fucking brat. I didn’t know pain. Not like he did. I whirled around, coming face to face with the beast inside of him. I couldn’t look away as the darkness in his eyes ate at the good inside of me. I wanted him. I wanted him so fucking bad. 
            “You’re right, it’s not a lie. I want you too I want you bad enough that I would break the law for you. I would put myself in danger again just for you.” His words were harsh.

            “I don’t need you too do anything for me…” His hand shot out, his pointer finger landing against my cold lips, all but telling me to be quiet. I could see the danger, it was right there, just like the trigger on a gun waiting to be pulled. 

            “For you Noelle I will do anything… There is no limit to the lengths I will go.” I was once again in a trance the power he had over me was overwhelming. I wanted to tell him no a million times over, there was no future, no nothing for either one of us. He was my stepbrother it was wrong, forbidden, dirty to have feelings for him. Wasn’t it? 

            “This can’t happen Royal. We can’t do this.” Somehow I got the words I wanted to say out. I casted my eyes down to the grass covered ground. If I looked into his eyes any longer I knew I would give in to whatever it was that he wanted. 

            Rough fingers touched my chin, forcing my eyes to come back up to his. My heart throbbed in my chest, and my body shook with desires I wasn’t even aware of. This was a dangerous game we were playing, one that could end with one or both of us hurt. 

            “I just want this…” The rest of his words were lost as he placed his warm lips against mine. The taste of blood overwhelmed me, and then it was as if nothing else mattered. The fight between him and Dom didn’t matter Sasha didn’t, my mom, his dad, nothing but us mattered in that one fraction of a second. Everything changed with the impact of that kiss. My knees bowed, and my body warmed all over. Pulses of pleasure filled my abdomen. I was melting into his touch, my nails digging into the muscles of his chest. A moan slipped out between my lips, and Royal was right there swallow up my small cries of pleasure from his lips. 

            I wanted him. No, I needed him. I needed that kiss like I needed air in my lungs. His lips devoured mine, his tongue slowly slipping into my mouth. Our tongues mingled together, the pleasure in my belly swirling around and around. I could no longer see what was up or down. I collapsed against the door of my car, Royal’s strong arms being the only thing that held me up. He continued his assault on my mouth and I let him.

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A Blueprint For Desire

Long Story Short: 

Book one in a new-adult romance duet.
Warning: This book is designed for readers 18+ due to language and graphic sexual content.
A blueprint for desire.
With a shared passion for breathing life into an unconventional dream home, the attraction between a struggling new grad of interior design and an award-winning architect with eclectic sexual tastes is irresistible. But with a cloud of lies and loss hanging over him, the only arrangement Logan wants is one of indulgence and pleasure. However, fate seems to have another design plan in mind for them—a plan that ultimately leads them down a path of desire and discovery.
When the man obsessed with creating his unusual home sets his sights on the woman who keeps unknowingly navigating her way back to him, lust clouds his judgment and he makes an inappropriate proposition. After nearly blowing his chances with the talented and alluring beauty, he readjusts his plans, because it just so happens that his sexy ulterior motives go hand-in-hand with her expertise in interior design.
Though Chloe may be young and na├»ve in Logan's eyes, she sees him for who and what he is: a man with severe commitment issues. But she's optimistic—maybe too optimistic. And she isn't easily deterred or scared away either, not even by the unusual nature of his design plans or his eclectic sexual tastes. In fact, she's intrigued by them. Faced with a man who can give her not only the experience she needs to propel her career, but everything she's ever fantasized about, she hopes that their physical and intellectual compatibility can prevail over his fears. And more importantly, that they can move forward to become not only design collaborators, but partners on a deeper level.

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New Balls Please

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Book: New Balls Please
Series: Ball Games #3
Author: Andie M. Long
Genre: Romantic Comedy


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Dora Evans is annoyed that her family are ignoring her while she’s in bed ill. To teach them what life would be like without her she absconds on a weeks break to learn how to play tennis. Partner Tim has had enough of Dora’s behaviour and to the surprise of daughter Camille and son Tyler, refuses to bring her home.

As the week goes on and tempers settle, Dora decides to read up on being a more submissive housewife and how to allow Tim to make the choices. In the meantime, Tim reads Dora’s Alpha books to see what her ideal man would be.
When Tim does collect his wife the Alpha meets the Submissive woman. Will they continue to make a great team or is this match about to end?

One way or another Tim’s going to need New Balls Please.


Another Hilarious book from Andie M. Long
I didn't think i'd Enjoy this book, i mean, it's Camille and Tyler's Mum and Dad. I thought it would be like reading about my own parents, and that wouldn't be cool. Anyway i really bloody enjoyed it. I read this whilst in the hospital waiting room waiting to be called to see the doctor. I got some funny looks when i laughed out loud quite a few times. 
The things Dora Got up to when she ran away made me want to run away too, minus the egg/balls incident and the car but i wanted to have some fun too!
This conversation between Tyler and Tim the day after Dora ran away is THE BEST, the typical way Men act over women.
 'All these years I've let things slide. No more. She's gone too far. This worm has turned. Tomorrow, I'm going to the bookshop and I’ll find myself one of those self-help books like she's always doing. There must be a How to survive a Manipulative Wife tome out there somewhere.' 'If there's a companion book on girlfriend, can you get it for me?' says Tyler. I shake my head. 'You've only been going out with Lindsay two and a half months.' 'I know, but she gets me to do things and afterwards I’m wondering how she did it.' He complains. ‘It’s some form of brainwashing.’ 'Exactly.' My dad waves his finger about. 'They're like witches or something, son. Take a lesson from me. Don't let Lindsay lay down the law.' They do a bro fist. 

The only thing i can say about this book, and the rest in this series is READ IT! If you want funny, if you want real life read them. You won't regret it.

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Early Feedback

I can't even...this book...I don't think I've laughed so much while reading a book in a long time! ~ Surrender To Books

This was by far my favourite of the novellas! Absolutely bloomin' hilarious and so true to life. ~ Kelsey’s Korner 

Oh my goodness this books is absolutely hilarious I'm still chucking now! ~ Blogging For The Love Of Authors And Their Books

This is without a doubt my favourite of the Balls books so far. Well written as always and full of fun and laugh out loud moments as well as a little bit of angst thrown into the mix. ~ A Book Lover's Emporium Book Blog

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Andie M. Long is the author of The Alphabet Game series, Underneath and Quickies. When not writing she can usually be found time wasting on social media. If you ever see her doing housework, step away. It means she's stressed! Prepare to meet the Turner Family in the Ball Games series in 2016 plus other works in progress.

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