Friday, 3 October 2014

The better Date Than Never Series Vol #1 by Susan Hatler Review

Book Blurb

The Better Date than Never Series, Boxed Set Vol. #1

Dating is so much easier when you have good friends to lean on. . . .

This book bundle includes three contemporary romance novellas for one low price:

Love at First Date, Book #1

Ellen’s figured out that finding the right guy is all about compatibility. That’s why she signs up for Detailed Dating—the local online dating scene in Sacramento. They ask men the hard questions, compare their answers with hers, then she filters through the profiles of each provided “match.” After numerous email exchanges, she narrows it down to two promising candidates she’s excited to meet in person. 

When Ellen’s best friend asks her for a favor, dog-sitting leads to disaster and Ellen ends up at the local vet where she meets a man she can’t get out of her mind. Henry isn’t a logical choice, but she finds herself paying for dog obedience class to spend more time with him. 

Ellen knows that in order to have a lasting relationship, she should take the safe route and go for one of the pre-screened guys. But, how can she think with her head when her heart keeps begging her to give Henry a chance?

Truth or Date, Book #2

Gina Hall is done with men who won’t commit. Ten years waiting for her ex to propose wasted her time. Never again. When her friend Kristen starts a game of Truth or Dare, she dares Gina to go on a date with Ethan, who’s amazing and total marriage material.

As Gina plans the going away party for office playboy Chris Bradley, she spontaneously initiates a game of Truth or Dare with him. When his turn comes around, he dares Gina to pose as his girlfriend to help get a flirty colleague off his back. Gina finds playing couple with Chris way too much fun.

Even though Gina and Chris are pretending, their relationship begins to feel painfully real. Fearing she might be falling for another fly-by man, Gina must focus on Ethan so she doesn’t make the same dating mistakes all over again.

My Last Blind Date, Book #3

It’s Valentine’s Day and Rachel Price has a choice: Stay home and watch TV with her loveable doggy or let her best friend, Ellen, set her up on a blind date. What to do….

Ellen says the guy is a “10,” but the last guy she set her up with was a “–5.” Rachel’s been flirting with coworker Noah Peterson and she’s hoping he’s noticed. Then, she finds out Noah has big plans. Even worse, he advises Rachel to go on the blind date!

Should she play it safe and spend the Hallmark holiday with her loyal pooch, Chester, or risk another dating disaster by trying yet again for love?

My review

Book gifted from the author in exchange for an honest review.

Cover :- 4 stars
Sex/steaminess :- 3 stars

Individual story ratings:-

Love at first Date:- 4 stars
My last Blind date:- 3 stars

Overall rating :- 3.666 stars

Personal rating :- 4 stars

Pairings:- M/F
Did it give me a book hangover :- No
Is this a review book or personal read :- Review read

Why I chose this book?

I was approved this title on netgalley.

What I liked about this book.

* The three stories worked well together.
* Each story had a new couple.
* The books were funny.

What I didn't like about this book.

* I found the third book to be a little short but apart from that it was a good read.

Would I read more from these author?


Would I recommend this book?


About the Author

SUSAN HATLER is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, who writes humorous and emotional contemporary romance and young adult novels. Many of Susan's books have been translated into Spanish and German. A natural optimist, she believes life is amazing, people are fascinating, and imagination is endless. She loves spending time with her characters and hopes you do, too.

You can reach Susan here:


Fetish Fair by Erzabet Bishop Review

Book Blurb

Kari’s BFF tricks her into attending a fetish expo, promptly losing her as they arrive. She can find her friend or maybe, just maybe find the secret to her own heart’s desires? Only a choice can open the door. If she dares. 

SilkWords LLC is the go-to source for interactive women’s fiction. Blurring the line between fiction and gaming, offers high quality romance and erotica that allows individual readers to choose how stories proceed. Two formats are available: branched fiction ("pick your path") and linear stories that are produced with reader participation. Future phases will focus on development of a SilkWords community by adding more levels of interactivity for both authors and readers. SilkWords is a place for smart, busy, adventurous women to unwind and have fun. To learn more about our unique reading experience,

Book links

My Review

Book gifted from the author in exchange for an honest review.

Cover :- 3 stars
Sex/steaminess :- 4 stars
Story line :- 4 stars
Characters :- 4 stars
Overall rating :- 3.75 stars

Personal rating :- 4 stars

Book Pairing:- F/F or M/F depending on what answers you choose.
Did it give me a book hangover :- No
Is this a review book or personal read :- Review Read

Why I chose this book?

I was asked by the author to review but I love her work anyway and would have brought the book myself.

What I liked about this book.

* I like the fact you could choose your own story.
* The fact that it suits those that like M/F and F/F
* The writing was magical like always.

What I didn't like about this book.

I felt it was slightly too short. I wanted more Lol.

Would I read more from this author?


Would I recommend this book?


About The Author

Erzabet Bishop has been crafting stories since she could pound keys on her parent’s old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books. She is a contributing author to the Silk Words website, Club Rook, Bossy, Elemental Passions, A Christmas To Remember, Sweat, Bossy, Club Rook, When the Clock Strikes Thirteen, Unbound Box, Milk & Cookies & Handcuffs, Holidays in Hell, Corset Magazine: Sex Around the World Issue and Man vs. Machine: The Sex Toy Issue, Smut by the Sea Volume 2, Hell Whore Volume 2, Can’t Get Enough (upcoming, Cleis), Slave Girls, Potnia, The Big Book of Submission (upcoming Cleis), Hungry for More (upcoming Cleis), Anything She Wants, Dirty Little Numbers, Kink-E magazine, Coming Together: Girl on Girl, Shifters and Coming Together: Hungry for Love among others. She is the author of Tethered, Lipstick, Dinner Date, Sigil Fire, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.

Follow her reviews and posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Lords of Sin: Redemption by Angel Payne Re-release Bltz

RedemptionRBBanner   redemption_72dpi_500x750 (2) 5399e-goodreads-badge-add-plus_zpsa971cb04   Synopsis   A damned dream… He watches her every night, rehearsing alone in his theater, her beauty aglow in the gaslights. With every hour that passes, Marcus Stafford is more entranced with the passionate Gabriela Rozina, and the dream she refuses to give up. His obsession is dangerous and he knows it. She can never know who—or what—he is, and why he can never step nearer than the shadows. But her heartbreak is his undoing. Sorrow is a currency he’s traded in for two hundred years. A breathtaking stranger… Gabriela is moved by the stranger with the silver eyes who emerges from the darkness yet brings brilliant light to her world. Soon, she wants something more from Marcus than his mentorship with her acting. She begs for his touch, his body and his heart—but more than anything, to share his dark secret by giving him her blood. A doomed love? As the night draws near of Gabriela’s most vital performance ever, she is in danger of never making it to the stage—unless Marcus fulfills her wish and shares his life force with her. But in the doing, he risks everything, including both their souls. **This title is a reissue of a 2006 release.​ Buy Links  


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Silence. Had she expected something else? He's not there. It was the same inner demon that delighted in tugging at her insecurities before auditions…and long ago, had heckled her each visitor's day at the orphanage. A voice she fought now with shaking fists. The heckler persisted. He told you to go away once. He meant it. You didn't listen. He's not there. "No." She secured her stance tighter. Blast it, she knew what she felt, despite the dark theatre answering her desperate gaze. Freezing fingers of sensation claimed her skin more boldly than they'd dared this morning. Her heartbeat pounded like a triple timpani with each passing second into the night. Worst of all, she couldn't shed this breath-catching awareness…this super real sensation that he still watched her, followed her, haunted her. She moved to the edge of the stage. Stopped when her toes jutted out into the dark—and tried not to liken the view to the unreadable abyss of her senses. "Coward!" she accused into the chasm. "Backing down from the challenge, now that I've figured out a little more than I should? Hiding in your precious shadows, Sir High and Mighty Theatre Owner? Enjoying the drama of the hopeless actress, going slowly insane?" As she backed off the edge, she shook her head in slow-burning fury. "I hope you like tonight's repertoire, Marcus. It's the last you'll get. I don't play to ghosts." She pivoted toward the wings. "Or thieves." As she marched across the stage, she refused to let the dry heat behind her eyes liquidate. She refused to let her shoulders sag or her step falter. She'd give in to her humiliation only after escaping those all-seeing silver eyes. Wherever the bloody hell they were. Two steps from the stage left wings, she gasped and skidded to a halt. Two black-clad, black-booted legs stepped into her path. Her journal and reticule hit the floorboards between those boots with a forceful thwack. They were tossed there from a long-fingered hand. Gabriela's stare connected that hand to an arm, the arm to an endlessly broad shoulder, encased in billowy black silk. Her sights continued up the cords of a taut neck, to the spiritual intensity of Marcus's face. If it were possible, the otherworldly force of him radiated even more potent impact tonight. He looked hewn of dark gold granite under the gas lights, his hair swept around his high forehead like onyx turned to velvet. But most of all, he looked furious. He glared at the purse and the journal, then back to her. "I am not a thief." Gaby didn't pick up the items. Not yet. She nudged one foot forward, her reticule on one side, his boot on the other. She raised her stare, issuing the same challenge to his eyes. "You took them without my permission. You stole them." "I borrowed them." "Borrowed?" She sliced out an incredulous laugh. "Oh, this is a new way to play the scene." "Gabriela—" "You mean to tell me you decided to borrow my reticule—" "Aye.” "Planning a big evening out and didn't have one of your own?" "Gabriela." "And my journal. That’s the worst of it, Marcus. Did you stop to think what you took from me—the record of my deepest thoughts and feelings? Did you consider asking before you violated my privacy, my life?" For a long moment, he issued no reply. But with the slightest motion, he’d pressed his boot against her foot—beckoning her sights up to his again. She cursed the thousand butterflies in her belly that lifted wing along with her gaze. "If I asked…where would your answer have lie?" Gaby compressed her lips, letting silence stretch again. "I rest my case." He dropped his gaze. But not before Gabriela glimpsed a flash of silver light beneath his dark lashes—his surrender to a moment of such intense pain, his eyes looked as if they really did glow… She shook her head. This was no time for such hallucinations. Blast it, he'd wronged her, not the other way around. She snatched her pity back from him, recognizing it for the dangerous emotion it was. But she held on to the anger. "Well?" She locked her arms across her chest. Marcus didn't look up. "Well what?" ​ She slid her foot away from his. Suddenly, her voice didn't come so strongly. "Well…did you read it?" He considered her question for what felt like hours. Finally, he looked up again. Slowly leaned toward her, appearing like a great beast used to watching every step for fear it would crush something. "Aye." Damn him. Damn him for saying it with such meaning, for looking penitent yet proud as he did. Again, as if he'd experienced every fear and feeling, every triumph and sorrow she'd expressed on those pages. "Bastard." "That will not procure you an apology." He towered closer. So mesmerizing. A fine wine in human form, dominating her senses, whether she liked it or not. "I am not sorry I did it." "Yes." She snorted. "I know." "Your words are beautiful." "Stop it." "I memorized them." "You think that's going to redeem you?" "Sweeting, nothing can redeem me." The night held its breath around them.
About Author   Hi there. I'm Angel: book lover, writing addict, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek and avid shoe lover. A bit about me... I've been hooked on books since I was a kid but it got worse in my twenties, when I discovered romances--the hotter, the better. Growing up in Southern California, with lots of surfer manliness surrounded me, was certainly a good boost for reading about delicious alpha guys and the women who adore them. When I learned I had a knack for telling these stories too, I guess you could say I was doomed--though my path toward romance novelist took a few detours via a concert-reviewing gig for my college newspaper (free show tickets...backstage passes...that was a no-brainer), artist interviews for a Beverly Hills dance music mag, personal assistant work for a record producer, dance club disc jockey, and a lot of fun in the hospitality industry.   These days, I still live in California, and have found an amazing alpha guy of my own who was brave enough to marry me. We live on a street that looks like Brigadoon, with our beautiful daughter. I have the best life ever, and never forget to thank the Big Guy Upstairs for it, either.

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