Monday, 30 November 2015

REVIEW: Kick and Use (Songs of Perdition, Books 1 & 2) by CD Reiss

I honestly don't know how this happened. I realized I haven't posted my reviews here for Kick and Use, books 1 & 2 of the Songs of Perdition, wut?!?!!! High time to correct that! And what better timing than now, since Break, book 3, is gonna come out soon, wheeee!!!!

So, without further ado...


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You know what a celebutante is.
It's a Paris Hilton. A Kim Kardashian. Someone who's famous for existing. That's me, and in case you were wondering what it's me, it's the best shit ever.
I like coke and I like sex. I have the money to buy the first and the looks to get the second. No one needs to know where I am for days at a time and no one gives a fuck. That's just the way I like it.
You got issue with that?
Because you think I have problems, and I don't. A problem would be defined as some situation in my life I didn't arrange. Like having no money. That's a problem, and I don't have it. Like having a ton of sex I don't totally enjoy. Also not my problem.
Now that we understand each other, you and me, we understand that my life is exactly how I want it, and you don't have the right to hold me here. You can't keep me in a straightjacket and you can't put me in isolation. I'm too important. Too famous.
*MATURE AUDIENCES - I mean it. Don't come back to me with your therapy bills.



(Originally posted on Goodreads)

As if I need any more reason to love CDR and her writing!!!

This is a start of a new series, and we get introduced to another Drazen sister, Fiona. And is she messed up, or is she messed up! She actually made me start a new shelf. Antiheroine. Because in my head that's what she is. She's not your typical h in a way that she's flawed, debauched, and depraved. Yet, she is a h in her own right. For all her weaknesses, there's a toughness coming thru in her thoughts. She's not necessarily lovable but oh, I like her.

The first chapter will hook you right in considering where Fiona found herself and what brought her there in the first place. You'll start getting glimpses of her past and the man who is the epicenter of her world. All being unearthed by another intriguing character. Layer all these with the Drazen family relationship. Talk about dynamics!

Now, the story telling, if you're any familiar with CD's writing, is just brilliant. It's smart, tight, and lyrical. I'll say it again, CD can write!


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A sex-addicted celebutante.
The master she stabbed.
A therapist whose professionalism is about to shatter.

Did she stab him to be free of him?
And free to what?
To whore? Snort? Party?
Or free to be normal?

I mean it, again, if you're sensitive this is not the book for you.



(Originally posted on Goodreads)


Typically I would write the review right after I finish a book, but I waited for this one (not that it's doing me any good). Instead I read other reviews, and just kept going through the thoughts and discussion with the other Canaries in our BR. Because that's what this book encourages, a whole lot of discussion.

I feel like as I'm writing here that my review will be just as long as the book just because of all the things it evoked out of me. No, of course it won't be.

For a reader who tends to stay away from love triangles, I embraced this book wholeheartedly. It's a continuation of the tale of a messed up woman whose identity is practically tied to her sexuality who ended up where she is because she stabbed the man she loves who fills and meets her needs. And where she ended up is another man bent on helping her heal to a point that lines are getting crossed as he, himself, develops feelings for her which then awakens other things in him.


I can honestly say that by the end, I truly didn't know what to feel. I was smiling like an idiot as I read the interactions among the Drazen siblings. My eyebrows were arching and my mind was going 'ooooh' as I was reading what Elliot is dealing with. My heartbeat started rising when Deacon made an appearance. My mouth was gasping as I learned what really happened that fateful night. And throughout the story, my fist was raising as I cheered Fiona's feistiness. And at the ending, my heart was breaking for Fiona as she struggled internally, finally coming to some kind of determination to move forward only to be fall back where she started.


Between Elliot and Deacon, I'm seriously torn at this point as to which of these gentlemen I want her to end up with, because for me, they're almost like 2 sides of the same coin. They both want and think they know what's best for Fiona. And I get it.

We shook hands. He looked me in the eye. Two gentlemen trying to protect the same woman, probably from each other.

I just want Fiona to get her happy ending. I may end up eating my words later in the series, but right now, I think either one of those two will be fine, as long he loves her the way she should be loved.

Fiona's perspective aside, we saw a lot of Elliot here. I'm assuming Deacon will get his turn next. Cannot wait!!!!

In short, I love, love this series!!! And as always, I love, love the way CD weaves the story line with her poetic writing. (I know, I probably could have just said that in the beginning and be done with it, but where's the fun in that, eh?)


To say I'm excited and nervous all at once for the third book coming out soon is putting it mildly, just sayin...

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Wednesday, 25 November 2015

RELEASE DAY BLITZ: King & Tyrant by TM Frazier

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King and Pup are back in this Limited Edition Box Set
T.M. Frazier!  

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Homeless. Hungry. Desperate. Doe has no memories of who she is or where she comes from. A notorious career criminal just released from prison, King is someone you don’t want to cross unless you’re prepared to pay him back in blood, sweat, sex or a combination of all three. King’s future hangs in the balance. Doe’s is written in her past. When they come crashing together, they will have to learn that sometimes in order to hold on, you have to first let go. 

I. Remember. Everything. But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed. Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know. I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day. He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him. Even if that means marrying someone else…

**WARNING: Graphic words/language; maybe NSFW

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King Excerpt


Tattooing Doe was the single most erotic moment of my life. Marking her perfect, pale skin with a tattoo I'd designed for her made me so f*cking hard I had to adjust myself every thirty seconds in order to concentrate on my work.

When I was done, I handed her the hand mirror, and she walked over to the full-sized mirror that hung on the back of the door, like she'd seen dozens of my other clients do before. When she held up the hand mirror, she gasped.

"What?" I asked in a panic, hoping she didn't already see what I'd hidden in the tattoo. I was an a$$hole for putting it there. I was an a$$hole for tattooing her in the first place.

I was just an a$$hole.

But I couldn't help myself. My name needed to be on her. It wasn’t enough just to call her mine. I needed to mark her as well. So hidden in the vine work under the quote I found that I thought was perfect for her, was my name.

KING was woven into the design. In order to see it you had to tilt your head or otherwise you wouldn't notice it. But it was there.

I would tell her eventually of course, but I wanted it to be my secret for a while. She'd stopped being my possession a while ago, a lot longer before I cared to admit, but I still felt the need to mark her as mine.

I still liked the idea of owning her.

Only now, she owned me, too.

She didn't notice the name. Tears filled her eyes. She stood there staring at the hand mirror in just her panties. Little cheeky ones where her a$$ hung out of the bottoms. Her tits were only inches from my face. Her tears of happiness made my d!ck twitch. Although her sad tears evoked the same response.

My d!ck wasn't partial to which kind of tears he liked.

I took the mirror from her hand and lifted her up onto the counter. "You like it?" I asked, pushing her panties down her legs.

"I love it," she panted, wrapping her legs around me, drawing me close...


I showed her how much I loved her until I couldn't tell where I started and she began. Until all that was in that room was me and her and the thing between us that kept pulling us together like magnets. Until we were lost in sensations and orgasms.

And in each other.

I f*cked her until we were one person, and in a way we were, because I'd lost myself along the way and I found myself again in the most unlikely place.

I'd found myself again in the haunted eyes of a girl who was just as lost as I was.

Or maybe, we didn't find each other at all.

Maybe, we just decided to be lost together.

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Tyrant Excerpt
He cupped my a$$ and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “There was one point I’d made the decision to tell you the truth. I owed you that much. But then all the sh*t went down with Isaac and Preppy, so when I made the deal with your father for Max, I thought I was doing you a favor by giving you your life back and getting you out of all the sh*t that came with being in mine.”

I squeezed my thighs around his waist, rubbing myself against his hardness. I moaned. “But you weren’t giving me my life back.” I corrected. I placed my palms on his cheeks and held his face in my hands, searching for any sign in his eyes that what I felt for him might have been wrong, but instead what I found was a resounding need to fix what was broken between us. Tears formed in my eyes. “You were taking it away.” King’s lips parted. He ran his thumb across my lower lip, turning his head he kissed his way up my arm.

“Goosebumps,” King observed, running his fingertips across my already stimulated skin. I bit my lip and stifled a moan.

“It’s just the heat," I lied.

"You've got that f*cking right," King growled, bending my wrist behind my back, his lips came crashing down over mine. We were a tangling of lips, clanking of teeth, sloshing through the water to better line ourselves up with each other. It wasn't pretty.

It was need.

"I’m still f*cking mad at you for letting me go,” I said into his mouth, while our tongues did things other parts of me throbbed to do.

King stilled and held my face away from his, our chests heaving in unison, my erect nipples rubbing against his hot hard skin as we panted together. Our breaths mingled in the air. He ran his hand down the side of my face and cupped my cheek in his palm. "I didn't give you away, Pup. I released you."

I stilled. "You released me?" I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice. For some reason, releasing me sounded worse than letting me go.

King ran his tongue across the tip of my earlobe, holding me tightly against his warmth. Chills ran down my spine and into my very core and they had nothing to do with the temperature of the rain.

"I tried to release you, Pup. For Max. But there was a major problem with that plan, and no matter what happened, it would never have worked," King confessed.

"Why is that?" I asked, needing to know, but at the same time acutely aware of the pulsing between my legs. Relief and release was only a scrap or two of fabric away. Throbbing for me.

"The problem was…you never released me," King growled, crashing his lips to mine...

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About the Author
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T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.

She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.

In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.

It only took her twenty years to start the next one.

It will not be about hamsters.

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Tuesday, 24 November 2015

COVER REVEAL: Anarchy Found by JA Huss

Anarchy Found
J.A. Huss
(SuperAlpha Series)
Publication date: December 2nd 2015
Genres: Superhero Romance
Everyone needs a hero.
That’s what Detective Molly Masters tells me. “What we need,” she says, “what the whole world needs,” she pleads, “is a champion.”
The only thing I want to talk about with Molly Masters is how I’d like to make her scream my name when I push her up against a wall, slide my hand up her thigh, and live out my wildest fantasies.
“Someone who will fight against injustice,” she says.
I’ll fight against anything you want, honey. Just come a little closer.
“Someone who will stand tall in the face of adversity,” she says.
I’ll do it standing, sitting, or lying down. See how easy I am?
“Someone who believes in the value of a good deed,” she says.
I believe in the value of me, sweetheart. Because I’m Lincoln Wade. Jaded genius, obscenely wealthy, capable of violence, and looking for revenge.
Molly Masters might have delusions of grandeur. She might see me as some superman capable of cleaning up the scum, filth, and corruption in Cathedral City.
But I’m not the hero she’s looking for.
I’m the dark alley where all her good intentions hide.
So be careful what you wish for, Molly Masters.
Because you’re about to get it.

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JA Huss is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than twenty romances. She likes stories about family, loyalty, and extraordinary characters who struggle with basic human emotions while dealing with bigger than life problems. JA loves writing heroes who make you swoon, heroines who makes you jealous, and the perfect Happily Ever After ending.
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REVIEW: Compromising Her Position by Samanthe Beck


He's not who she expected, but he's exactly the man she needs… 
When Chelsea Wayne drags Santa into a supply closet for a little office party nookie, she assumes the man in the suit is her on-again/off-again coworker boyfriend. Instead, it's Rafe St. Sebastian, a man known for his hard-driving ways in business as well as the bedroom--and, kill her now, the brand spanking new owner of Las Ventanas--who grants her naughtiest Christmas wishes. 
So much for her reputation, not to mention her career. 
Rafe needs to close three acquisitions to prove to his father he's ready to take the helm of St. Sebastian Enterprises. A hot interlude in a supply closet after deal number two seems like the perfect illicit Christmas bonus. Unfortunately, when that "bonus" becomes the key to the final deal, he finds himself back in bed--so to speak--with Chelsea, and after their steamy tryst, he's not interested in keeping things professional…


I thought that was quite yummy…

This is a first Samanthe read for me and I’m not sure why. I have her other books but haven’t gotten to them yet, wut?!! I’ll say it off the bat, if all my Entangled Brazen reads are like hers (or Tessa’s, as in Tessa Bailey), you can sign me up ALL the time!

While this started out weird, as in “you seriously were not able to tell that wasn’t your boyfriend question mark times 2” type of weird, the story and the writing hooked me in quite quickly.

It’s a familiar trope with the former then turned potential boss again attracted to the employee. Rafe is the boss bent on proving something to his father, never the one for serious commitment and meeting a former turned potential employee again who somehow got under his skin. Chelsea is the employee, who’s trying to get on with her life with a fresh start but turns out, can’t get very far away from Rafe, and as much as she has this new deal with herself about relationships, which fortunately aligns with Rafe’s thing about relationships, the heart wants what the heart wants ultimately.

Their interaction is smart, funny and HOT *g*. The side characters are just as witty, with the exception of the ex, of course.

It’s a quick read, for sure. And it’s quite a delish read at that. Oh yah, I already mentioned that… Oh Rafe, Rafe, Rafe…

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Monday, 23 November 2015

Review: Semper Fi (The Education of..., Book 3) by Jane Harvey-Berrick


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Ten years ago US Marine Sebastian Hunter was a teenager in love with a married woman—a woman who broke his heart.

Kicking his heels in a desk job in Geneva, he’s given the chance to get back to the action. Life just might be worth living again … until he meets the woman who broke him 10 years earlier.

Now she’s back, but he’ll do anything to keep her at arm’s length. Temptation doesn’t come much stronger, but he’d be a fool to fall for her again…

Caroline Venzi is a successful journalist, preparing to head out to report from the front lines of the war in Afghanistan. Love is the last thing on her mind when she crosses paths with Marine Sebastian Hunter.

Will this chance encounter reignite the erotic passion of their past?

* * * * *

This story is a re-telling of the best-selling contemporary romance 'The Education of Caroline', now told from US Marine Sebastian Hunter’s point of view.

Profits of this book support the military charities Felix Fund (UK) and EOD Warrior Foundation (USA)


Well then…

Lemme just put a few things out there before I go any further. First, I haven’t read the first 2 books in The Education series. Second, while this is the third book in the series, like Jane advised me in the beginning, this is a standalone. This is Sebastian and Caro’s story, or I believe, the 2nd book to be more specific, told from Sebastian’s POV. I completely concur. Duh, since Jane wrote this, of course she’s right! Third, I usually enjoy reading this trope, guess this is Dec-May? And fourth, call me pervy but that kiddo in the cover is yummy. If he’s Sebastian, so be it!*g*

On to the story… 10 years have gone by since the Sebastian and Caro have started their thing. Sebastian is now in the Marines, Caro is now a journalist. It’s about reuniting, getting their second chance, resolve any lingering issues from the past and moving forward. I knew the biggest thing about this story is the age difference b/w Sebastian and Caroline. He’s 13 years younger to be exact. I’m aware they have a long history that started from when Sebastian was young. And as they’re trying to look towards the future, things happen that can make or break their relationship.

Seeing this all from Sebastian’s POV, I’m a lil ambivalent about these 2. Sebastian, being 27 that he is, didn’t feel like he acts or thinks like his age at times. Or have I just forgotten how 27-year olds act and think? Or am I reading this all from the context of a 40-something-year old mind? Especially seeing that Caro is also 40? On the other hand, I’ve read enough NA H’s in the same age bracket and Sebastian sounded younger… hmmm… And Caro, for the 40-year old woman that she is, sometimes acted and talked like she’s in her 20’s. At least that’s what it felt like to me.

Sebastian almost always had his d!ck in his mind, and Caro’s doubts were not easy to relate to, to a degree. I suppose it’s an aftermath of having the kind of relationship they had at the time they did. Whether anyone liked it or not, there are life-changing events that shape a person and whether that messes one up or not, consequences out of that must be faced.

Here’s the thing. Because I know there were 2 books before this, told from Caro’s POV I’m guessing, I was wondering the whole time I was reading this whether I would be more enamored with this couple seeing it from Caro’s eyes or not. Did Caro understand the depth of Sebastian’s feelings or the impact that she had on him at such a young age? After all, for all my grumble about what kinda didn’t work for me here, Sebastian did kinda hook me in. For all the emotional instability he exhibited, one thing he didn’t waver about is his feelings for Caro, if that makes sense at all… And, I totally appreciate the details of what it means to be out in the field for the people who serve their country. It’s not an easy life, to say the least, and dangerous, at worst.

Plus: A personal bonus for me here, if I may add, is Sebastian having a copy of The Alchemist, an all-time fave, and, call me nutters, his birthday/wedding date is the same as mine (wedding, that is). That made me smile, for sure!

I don’t think this will be a fave Jane read for me, but it still made me curious enough to read the first 2 books… I think… And hey, for what it’s worth, this is supporting a very good cause. Good on Jane for doing that!

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Friday, 20 November 2015

REVIEW: Reaper's Fall (Reapers MC, Book 5) by Joanna Wylde


He never meant to hurt her. 
Levi “Painter” Brooks was nothing before he joined the Reapers motorcycle club. The day he patched in, they became his brothers and his life. All they asked in return was a strong arm and unconditional loyalty—a loyalty that’s tested when he’s caught and sentenced to prison for a crime committed on their behalf. 
Melanie Tucker may have had a rough start, but along the way she’s learned to fight for her future. She’s escaped from hell and started a new life, yet every night she dreams of a biker whose touch she can’t forget. It all started out so innocently—just a series of letters to a lonely man in prison. Friendly. Harmless. Safe. 
Now Painter Brooks is coming home… and Melanie’s about to learn that there’s no room for innocence in the Reapers MC.

I really took my time writing this review, which is opposite of what I usually do. Even as I’m typing this, I’m struggling with my rating on this one, and I can’t even fully explain why. In fact, not that it was bad, not at all. And it’s definitely more than just ok. This is Joanna after all. These are the Reapers after all. The humor, the sense of brotherhood, the biker drama and action- check, check, and check. The only thing, I don’t want to give it 3-napkin but I can’t seem to bring myself to give it 4-napkin. Hence, the 3 ½ napkin-rating… Sigh…

I’m not sure why but I got a totally different feel with this one. I know I got an ARC so I’m aware that last minute editing can still happen after, and as much as I didn’t want things like formatting affect my reading experience, seeing this is an ARC, I couldn’t help it, unfortunately. I’m saying this because that alone took some of the pleasure from reading this. The scene breaks felt off so it felt choppy at times. First time experiencing that with Joanna’s books… Sigh…

With regards to Painter, up until this book, I really don’t know how I feel about him. I liked him at one point, then I didn’t. Now that it’s his turn, I did like him, I really did, but something about him just keep jabbing me on my sides to make me not like him as much as the other Reaper fellas. He had a sh!tty childhood but somehow found salvation with his Reaper brothers. He’s an a$ and he knows it; he tried to not be one but at times, it felt like it wasn’t enough. He did redeem himself ultimately in the end, I think… Sigh…

Melanie is quite a straight-up h. She also didn’t have a pleasant childhood but she turned out ok. Despite the cards she’s been dealt with, she made the best decisions she could. On the one hand, she’s a very smart woman, on the other, I’m not so sure… Sigh…

Now put Painter and Melanie together, their union is searing, and I truly bought it. With the history they have, I felt it. But how their story was laid out, I actually don’t know if I truthfully cared for it. I get it; things don’t always turn out the way you think things would go sometimes… Sigh…

Which brings me to my next point, that this is probably the most realistic of all the Reapers’ stories, if I can put it that way in the context of a romance read. Of course, the biker drama and action are there. And while they eventually arrived to their HEA, their story spanned years, enough time to actually see them go thru the ups and downs of life, the highs and lows of a relationship, and decisions that impact life down the road… Sigh…

Is that what I expected? Maybe not. Could that be what’s affecting my feelings on this? Maybe. Did I like this enough? Yes. Am I still invested in those Reapers men? Absolutely!

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Thursday, 19 November 2015

BLOG TOUR: Slut (Twin Duo, Book 2) by Jettie Woodruff

The Twin Duo #2

Jettie Woodruff

I thought losing my memory was the worst thing in the world. Forgetting who you are, and where you came from was like driving on a road with only right turns. All leading in the same direction. A direction I wanted to avoid, a dark tunnel that I had to enter if I ever wanted answers.
Losing my memory wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Learning, who I was, and the secrets I had kept was way worse. The unbearable pull and the passion we shared, mixed with the past that I didn’t want to remember, created a whole new storm. The perfect storm of two kinds of crazy. Stupid little fish.

Paxton leaned up on his knees. “Is that Nick?” “Yes,” I replied as I fell into the same tense position he moved to. Elbows on knees, and eyes and ears on the voices. “Where the f*ck are my kids?” I leaned up and hit pause, stopping it right there. “This is how it’s going to go? We haven’t even started yet, Paxton. I don’t know where they are. I just asked myself the same question. I’m assuming they were at one of the thousands of activities you had them in. I don’t know.” “You were supposed to be with them.” “Yeah, well, I wasn’t, and I don’t remember why. So. Do you want to do this or not? I don’t see where any good can come from it if you’re going to be like this.” “How the f*ck do you expect me to be, Gabriella? You’ve been involved with Lane for the last year. And this sh!t. I don’t even know what you’re doing here, or why you’re not with our children.” “I’m done. You have fun watching it by yourself,” I said as I pulled my stone from his, and stood like it was really that easy. Paxton jerked me back to his side by my shirt, his hand went around my throat, and he told me how things were going down. Not my way. “You f*cking did this to us. You’re the one that showed up here like this with all these lies and secrets. Let’s find out what you’ve been hiding. Okay? We said we were doing this together. That’s what we’re doing. Understand?” I couldn’t reply with one single word. Not even a nod. My eyes closed, my throat closed, trying to control it, and tears slid down my face. Paxton abruptly stopped, let go of me, and stood. “F*ck this, Gabriella. F*ck. I’m sorry. F*ck. I’m just so f*cked up over all of this. You forget to stop and think about what it’s like for me. Look at what you’ve brought into this house over the last few months. How do you expect me to be?” Words spewed from my mouth as tears slid down my cheeks. “This isn’t working, Paxton. Let’s stop. I can’t do this with you anymore. I bring out the worst in you, and you do the same to me. It’s not fair to either one of us. We can be good parents without one another.” Paxton looked at me like I’d just punched him in his other eye. “We’re not quitting. No, Gabriella. We’re not quitting. Don’t you ever think you’re leaving me. You’re never leaving, not even if we find out that you’re the wrong wife. You did this. You’re not going anywhere.” “There’s not a lot you can do to stop me, Pax. I can’t do this thing with you.” I jumped a little when he moved back to my side, afraid of him for a second. “I’m sorry, Gabriella. I’m sorry. I don’t want it to be like this. I’m sorry. I swear I won’t get mad. I know you don’t remember any of this, but damnit. It’s so frustrating. Where the f*ck was I? Why didn’t I notice this going on right under my nose?” “Paxton, I don’t know.”


Was that convoluted or what! And talk about dysfunction! And zigging and zagging! And hot and cold! And nuts! Gah!!!

First, you get this WTF prologue! Then it picks up shortly after where the first book ended. Then you slowly learn things along with Gabby. Then... hmmm...

I admit, it felt on the anticlimactic side. But honestly, this got me either scratching my head or frowning for the most part. I don't understand any of their reactions for the most part. I don't understand why certain things went down the way they went down. I don't understand a lot of things. But it's all good. There were things I understood, like the emotions, the doubts, the inner struggle.

To say that Gabby is not your usual h is putting it mildly. After all, not all h has the challenges she had. Can I blame her for some of her decisions and actions? I'm not sure.

Paxton is a H that got me fanning myself one minute and fuming the next. I went from wanting to slap the crap out of him to wanting to give him a pat on the head to kicking the sh!t out of him to wanting to just give him a hug. 

Jettie also made me question everyone's motives, from the H&h's to the other players in this twisted messed up setup. Right til the end, seriously.

For that, kudos to Jettie for what I think is an appropriate ending to this headache-inducing tale of deception and love that's unhinged on one hand yet fitting on the other.


(The Twin Duo #1)

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Jettie Woodruff is a lifelong writer, living in a pretend world since she was a little girl. Jettie spent hours filling pages of spiral notebooks with a number two pencil and a wild imagination. Her very first story was a scifi of all things.

Jettie writes more along the lines of erotica now. She likes to keep her readers on edge, and deliver a story that will pull out every emotion possible. Writing on the edge of taboo and dark, Jettie hopes to distribute an adventure you'll not soon forget.

Married for twenty five years, raising two boys and one girl has left lots of writing material. She has recently become a grandma to not one, but two of the most beautiful little girls on planet earth.

Jettie also hates doing this bio. That's all you get. She loves to read and write. What else is there? <3

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Tuesday, 17 November 2015

RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Slut by Jettie Woodruff

(The Twin Duo #2)
Jettie Woodruff

I thought losing my memory was the worst thing in the world. Forgetting who you are, and where you came from was like driving on a road with only right turns. All leading in the same direction. A direction I wanted to avoid, a dark tunnel that I had to enter if I ever wanted answers.
Losing my memory wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Learning, who I was, and the secrets I had kept was way worse. The unbearable pull and the passion we shared, mixed with the past that I didn’t want to remember, created a whole new storm. The perfect storm of two kinds of crazy. Stupid little fish.


(The Twin Duo #1)

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Jettie Woodruff is a lifelong writer, living in a pretend world since she was a little girl. Jettie spent hours filling pages of spiral notebooks with a number two pencil and a wild imagination. Her very first story was a scifi of all things.
Jettie writes more along the lines of erotica now. She likes to keep her readers on edge, and deliver a story that will pull out every emotion possible. Writing on the edge of taboo and dark, Jettie hopes to distribute an adventure you'll not soon forget.
Married for twenty five years, raising two boys and one girl has left lots of writing material. She has recently become a grandma to not one, but two of the most beautiful little girls on planet earth.
Jettie also hates doing this bio. That's all you get. She loves to read and write. What else is there? <3

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