Title: Bigger Than the Sky (Serenity Point #1)
Author: Harper Bentley
Release Date: Sept 30, 2014
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Five years ago, I left my fiancé, hotter than hot Navy SEAL Kade Kelly, at the altar.
No, I’m not an idiot.
Yes, I had my reasons.
Now I’ve made a new life for myself working at a large firm in Richmond and I’ve left the past behind. Or so I thought.
Upon returning to my hometown of Serenity Point, Virginia, to take care of some business, I find that Kade’s now home for good and he’s none too happy about my being here.
Two months. That’s all I’m staying then I’m out of here. Unless I believe the town’s pink-haired psychic’s prediction. Or embrace the sense of belonging I feel at being back home. Or give in to the emotions stirring inside when Kade’s attention is suddenly on me.
He scares the crap out of me.
He thrills me.
He used to tell me our love was bigger than the sky.
I always knew ours was a once-in-a-lifetime love. So how can he be so sure it can happen again?
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I’m hearing that submarine warning horn in my ears. You know the one. It goes A-ooooo-ga! And that shit’s going off in my head over and over. I think it means the sub’s diving, as in, it’s going down. And that’s my warning right now because likely, I’m going down.
I clutch the sides of my dress and think, I can’t do this!
But that’s not how today’s supposed to go, is it?
What I’m supposed to do is go inside that church, take my bouquet (which is fabulous, by the way) from Cassie, my maid of honor, and walk down the aisle to my handsome fiancé who’s waiting for me in front of the altar.
But now I stand at the bottom of the church steps and suddenly can’t catch my breath. Papaw takes my hand and I smile at him weakly as he helps me up the first step and the horn suddenly stops.
Well. That’s weird. Maybe I can do this.
Second step. Hm. Better. Feeling Papaw’s hand in mine is comforting. All right. I think I’ve got this now. Piece of cake.
Third step. Oh, no. I start sweating. I can’t be sweating right now, damn it! It’s so unladylike! And I’ll get those crusty, yellowy stains on my dress from my armpits! Gross!
Fourth step. Shit! I can’t breathe. The panic has a grip on me and no matter what I do to try to calm myself and get it to let me go—closing my eyes, focusing on my breathing, picturing myself getting a full-body massage from some cute guy named Sven—it seems to dig its claws in tighter. Mayday!
On Deck. A-ooooo-ga! A-ooooo-ga! Ack! I’m going down! I gulp for air trying to fill my lungs but nothing helps. I look at Papaw but I guess my lack of air is making me hallucinate because it’s not him holding my hand and smiling at me but Viper from the movie Top Gun. What the hell?
Soooo I’m hoping you’ve noticed the Navy theme here? That’s because a Navy SEAL is waiting inside to marry me but all this stuff going on right now is messing with my head.
Let me give you the low down on the situation. Or is it the down low? Ugh. I’m so not hip. Wait. Do people still say hip anymore? God. See what living with grandparents does to a girl? I’m twenty-five and I talk like I’m twice my age. Jeez. But back to what I was trying to tell you.
My guy and I have been together since I was a sophomore and he was a senior in high school. But he’s now been enlisted in the Navy for nine years, most of it spent training to be then going on missions as a SEAL, and in all that time I’ve seen him maybe a total, a total, of a little over a year. In nine years! I’m not kidding. Since I’m a CPA I’ll figure that out for you. Out of nine years, he’s been gone almost ninety percent of the time. Can you see the face I’m making at that right now?
Anyway, now’s such a fantastic time to be figuring that out, huh?
I’m not a needy or clingy person. I mean, obviously, right? If I were, I would never have even considered marrying him, but now the alarms are going off in my head because suddenly I don’t know if I can do this. How can you make a life with someone when you only get to see them for just over one month out of the year? Like I said, I don’t have to have a man around all the time, but those statistics are just crazy.
I know you’re wondering why I even let it get this far without doing the math and here’s the answer: I don’t know! Thought you were gonna get a better answer, didn’t you? Well, if I don’t know it, I damned sure can’t tell it to you!
But maybe the answer is that I love him. I really do. Honestly. So now I’m thinking that maybe the idea of being married was what pushed me forward. Or maybe I just got caught up in planning it all—picking out the dress, the bouquet, all that fun stuff—and it kept me distracted for a while. But now that I’m here and about to walk through these doors and down the aisle to become his wife, with the numbers stacked so hugely against me, I don’t think I can.
I look up at Papaw and shake my head. He frowns in confusion but when he sees the tears in my eyes, he knows. He nods and lets my hand go. “Go to him, honey. Tell him.”
But I can’t. I can’t face him after all this.
And the only thing I know to do is run.
So that’s what I do.
Harper Bentley has taught high school English for 22 years. Although she’s managed to maintain her sanity regardless of her career choice, jumping into the world of publishing her own books goes to show that she might be closer to the ledge than was previously thought.
After traveling the nation in her younger years as a military brat, having lived in Alaska, Washington State and California, she now resides in Oklahoma with her teenage daughter, two dogs and one cat, happily writing stories that she hopes her readers will enjoy.
They came to me at a very special time in my life.
I discovered I loved to read and found my nitch in the paranormal and romance genre. I started a book club with a cousin and all of a sudden these thoughts kept assaulting my brain.
So I wrote them down. Then, deciding that I wanted to write, I contacted some wonderfully amazing women who helped me through the process.
I now have three books under my belt and am still learning constantly.
My Life Series, is by far my favorite to write. There are some events in the story that are based on actual events that have happened in my life.
I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed living them.
Twisted Lies by Sedona Venez, is the first book in a series of short novellas. Now do not let the word SERIES and short fool you. This author put a lot into this short read. The author gives us angst, drama, the thrill of danger, betrayal and two hot as sins characters. I normally do not like to read short series books because it is just that a bunch of short stories that happen over time, however, I will TELL YOU NOW – THIS WAS NOT THE CASE IN THE STORY. I loved it, right from the beginning of the prologue I was completely invested from the first page right up to the last.
The author starts the story off with a bang! It starts off in the present day and goes back to tell the story of how Sin and Core began. The prologue was just A-MAZE-BALLS. I love a man with a dirty mouth so I just know I’m going to get one hell of story. I mean I was like well – SHIT, I have got to read what the heck is going on. The author peeked my interest, she started this out strong and went on from there.
“Perfection is complete fantasyland bullsh*t. That’s out reality. Its raw, wicked, and wild – a connection on a level that very few will ever have or could even dream of. Show me how much you want this, how much you want me. Lick it like you want it, darling.”
Sinthia (Sin) Michaels has finally made it big in the fashion industry after years of struggling, and is finally standing up to her mother. Sin has it all she is young, beautiful, driven and lives in the life of the famous in NYC. She is about to launch her very couture fashion line and with her mentor’s suggestions seeks out investors, MK Partners. When Sin has to meet with them out in their NYC posh club “The McKay Club”, she sees this gorgeous man. Her body immediately reacts to this He’s hot, scary and well-built man.
“Calm yourself honey. Don’t run from what your mind and body know you need. I’ll see you again, darling.”
“”Don’t count on it.”
Core McKay is this mysterious, good looking, ruthless man. He is a former kingpin of New York City’s organized crime but has become a wealthy business man by becoming legitimate in the business world. Core seeks revenge for a past that has left him bitter, traumatized and with the need for vengeance. His fight to seek revenge, leads him to Sin Michaels and her fashion company and it just the leverage he needs to start the ball rolling.
Core and Sin have an innocent connection. Even though Sin did not know who he was there is no denying that this man can bring her to her knees. Core’s words that he spoke to her several nights before ring in her ears when she meets the owner of MK Partners. Core is just sex on a stick yummy. He is arrogant, cold and hold no punches. Even though Sin brings something primitive out of him, she will not stand in his way of his ultimate goal. Without Sin knowing she becomes part of Core’s twisted lies and dirty secrets. She has no way out and will have to fight to keep her business and her soul from the devil.
“What else do you want, McKay?”
“Oh darling, I can’t begin to tell you all the things I want from you. They would send your gorgeous ass running from this room.”
“Fuck you! You don’t own me.”
“I might not own you now, but I will.”
My favorite part of the story is that the author gives readers the story in dual POV’s. I love being in both of their heads and being able to see their reactions to the circumstances that led up to why they are the way they are today. As I mentioned the author throws everything in the short story. This story is more than just about love and sex, we get a story about betrayal, lies and danger from an unknown. There is so much about this story, but I do not want to ruin it by saying more. My only issue (and it is minor) is that I have to wait for the next book in the series and believe me when I say this I will read it as soon as it comes out. I know some readers do not like short series but I have no doubt that you will love this one and will want to read more about Sin and Core.
Jesus, I’m so fucked.
Our mouths were a breath away. The desire and tension were almost more than I could take. Abruptly, he removed his thumb from my mouth, cupping the back of my neck, pulling hard on my hair, before his lips settled across my mouth. My breath caught as my mind was undecided as to whether I should pull back or allow him to delve further.
Who am I kidding?
There was no allowing. I was Core’s possession, and the cocky bastard knew it.
Sensually, I moaned as his tongue curled around mine, demanding that it come out and play. He awakened a need that lay dormant in the pit of my stomach, a need that only he could satisfy.
His hand skated down and squeezed my hip while his eyes were fixed on me. “I want you. Now!” he growled.
My pulse raced, and my body trembled with want. He was crumbling my resolve. Diabolically, he stripped me emotionally bare, leaving me vulnerable and raw to the bone. He was revealing a piece of me that would be better left hidden. The message was clear. He knew what I needed, and he would give it to me if I took the leap of faith.
“Sinful.” He licked my bottom lip slowly. He pulled back with his eyes locked onto me with a power that left me breathless. “Are you mine?” he asked gruffly.
My heart raced with sickening excitement. I knew that he was evil, lust, and darkness personified. He should have terrified me, but he didn’t because I was just as fucked-up in the head as he was.
“Always,” I whispered.
“I’m never letting you go, Sin.” Tilting my head back, he kissed me hard. “What I claim, I keep.”
I was a spider trapped in his web.
“Now, get on your knees,” he ordered in a brusque tone.
This was it—the moment of truth that would seal my destiny. Self-preservation finally kicked in.
My mind screamed like a banshee, Run, Sin! Tuck your ass and run!
My body tightened, preparing to run away as if a horde of paparazzi were nipping at my stilettos.
Core’s cold gray eyes narrowed. “I’m a hardhearted, ruthless motherfucker who doesn’t know shit about love or relationships.” He pulled me forward, one hand taking a firm hold of my wrists, while his legs forced my knees apart. “And neither do you.” His free hand ripped off my panties. “Perfection is complete fantasyland bullshit.”
Book Title: Taming Ryder (Souls of the Knight, #2)
Author: Nicola Haken
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: September 2014
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
You met Ryder Richardson in Being Sawyer Knight. Now, this is his story.
I’ve done it. I’ve stuck a whopping two fingers up at my parents, I’ve made a name for myself as one of the world’s biggest porn stars and I’ve finally found a family I belong in.
Life is amazing. I get paid to do all my favourite things. Fuck. Party. Travel the world. What’s not to love?
And then he comes along. Mason George – Back Door Studio’s newest exclusive model and the guy who has the potential to either fuck it all up, or take me on the best ride of my life.
I’m desperate. I’ve got nothing and nobody left. Entering the daunting world of adult entertainment is less of a dream and more of a necessity. Signing as Back Door Studio’s latest model has the ability to either ruin or make me, but I made a vow at my first audition never to let myself regret it.
I continue to question myself each day, but no amount of what’s, why’s or what ifs will change where I am or where I’m heading. Am I strong enough to do this? To embrace it? To enjoy it? I have no idea.
The only thing I’m certain of, is that if anyone can teach me who I’m supposed to be, it’s Ryder Richardson.
“Because the most exciting things in life always happen via the back door”
“Perfect! You’re getting into the spirit faster than I thought you would.”
“Why’d you say that?”
“I just get the feeling this isn’t your first choice sometimes. The porn I mean.”
Mason’s eyebrows furrowed, his eyes narrowing as he contemplated my words.
“Maybe it’s not. But I chose this, and as with every other job I’ve ever had I will give it my everything. To say I’m doing this because I’ve no other choice, like I’m being forced into it or only doing it because I’m desperate is disrespectful to both the industry and to me.”
“Hey, that’s not what I meant,” I said genuinely, worried I’d offended him.
“Oh I know you didn’t. I just wanted to put it out there, that’s all. I don’t know many people, but of those I do I know they’ll judge me for this when they find out. Too many people assume going into this industry means we’re either damaged, desperate or fucking whores who deserve to be seen as nothing more than a walking fuck hole.”
“Well fuck ‘em. Anyone who doesn’t see you for who you are isn’t worth knowing. We’re all in it for different reasons, and those reasons are no one else’s goddamn business. It’s just a job. A fucking great job, but still a job nonetheless.”
“You really think it’s a great job?”
“Sure I do! I love sex, and I get to fuck hot guys for a living. Who wouldn’t love that?”
“But it’s different, no? I know I’ve only done one scene, but it’s a whole different ballgame than when you’re intimate with someone.”
“I don’t do intimacy, so I wouldn’t know.”
“So, you’ve never had a relationship?”
“No. Not something I’m looking for.”
“You don’t think it’d work? Being in porn?”
“It’s got nothing to do with the porn. A few of the guys are in relationships. Gio’s been with his guy almost a year and they’re still going strong. It’s just not something I want, regardless of the career I’ve chosen.”
“You must get lonely though. We all do. Don’t you hope to find someone you can just… I don’t know, share things with one day? Be there for you?”
“No,” I said curtly, hoping my tone would be enough to stop him probing further.
Author of the New Adult/Contemporary novels Missing Pieces, Saving Amy and the Take My Hand series, and m/m erotic romance Souls of the Knight series.
I live in Rochdale, England with my wonderful family and when I’m not playing with my imaginary friends I can usually be found looking after my four adorable (sometimes!) children (six if you include the dogs, seven if you include the hubby!) or stalking gay porn stars!
All in all I’m just an ordinary mum with an addiction to reading about hot book guys, writing about hot book guys, tattoos and Pepsi Max! Oh, and if my kids ever ask… I moonlight as the Pink Power Ranger 😉
**Warning: this book contains an additively filthy alpha male who will dampen your panties and own your days and nights. Proceed at your own risk.**
Book 2 in the Filthy Beautiful Lies series.
I never expected to watch Sophie walk away. She was mine. I would own her. She just didn’t know it yet. New goal: Seal the deal and rock her world so thoroughly she never wanted to leave again.
Highly sexual and emotionally charged, Filthy Beautiful Love is the provocative conclusion to Filthy Beautiful Lies.
“You agreed to give me six months,” he reminds me.
“I also agreed to give you my virginity,” I add.
“But I didn’t take that.”
“No, you didn’t,” I agree. A fact that I’m painfully aware of.
“Are you still intact?” he asks, his tone raspy and deep.
A warm current zips through me, flushing my cheeks and soaking my panties. “Of c-course.” My voice is hoarse and Colton’s dark eyes roaming on mine make it impossible to speak clearly.
I see the vein throb at the base of his throat. “Good girl,” he admonishes.
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**Warning: this book contains an addictively filthy alpha male who will dampen your panties and own your days and nights. Proceed at your own risk.**
Meet Colton Drake…
I have no idea why she auctioned off her virginity for a cool mill. Regardless, I’m now the proud new owner of a perfectly intact hymen. A lot of good that will do me. I have certain tastes, certain sexual proclivities. My cock is a bit more discriminatory than most. And training a virgin takes finesse and patience – both of which I lack.
Sophie Evans has been backed into a corner. With her sister’s life hanging in the balance, the only choice is to claw her way out, even if that means selling her virginity to the highest bidder at an exclusive erotic club. When Colton Drake takes her home, she quickly learns nothing is as it seems with this beautifully troubled man. Being with him poses challenges she never expected, and pushes her to want things she never anticipated.
A sinfully seductive erotic romance where everything has a price and the cost of love is the highest of all from New York Times & USA Today bestselling author, Kendall Ryan
Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break.
She’s a sassy, yet polite Midwestern girl with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. She lives in Minneapolis with her adorable husband and two baby sons, and enjoys hiking, being active, and reading.
The only thing inevitable in love is despair.
I knew from the start that he was going to wreck me.
Nothing could have prepared me for the day he walked into my life…
or the day he walked out of it.
All that remained was a shell of the girl I once was.
And I don’t know if I’ll ever recover.
I am not sure where I should start with my review; this book was truly remarkable. I was so engrossed with this amazing storyline that it left a huge impact on me. You will fall in love with some of the characters and you will hate others but make there is no question that once you start reading this you will be completely drawn in.
Ivy’s is sweet, strong, loyal and independent woman. She is fierce and knows what she wants out of life. She knows that she is not the priority in her family but she doesn’t let that stop her from pursuing her dreams. She does not make excuses for herself and is very open about what she wants. She wasn’t happy in her previous relationship with Matt and because of that she no longer believes in committing to relationships. Ivy has been in Italy for a year studying the history of art. She comes back to the states for her graduation and because her sister Genevieve is getting married. Ivy is not really happy with the idea of having to see her family or having to play maid of honor to a sister that constantly puts her down. Her parents are all about appearances and Genevieve. They were upset that Ivy did not want to become a lawyer or a doctor, and they had no problem showing their disappointment by putting her down constantly about her choice.
“So when do your folks roll into town for the main event?”
“They don’t. My mom emailed me earlier to let me know they aren’t coming up for graduation. Apparently Gen and her fiancé have some wedding crap they’ve roped the whole family into attending. Then she laid it on think about me choosing to be here, at my graduation, and not back in Chicago with them.”
“Oh, Ivy. If you’re jealous about me getting married, it’s okay. Your day will come eventually.”
Ivy and her best friend Rachel decide to go out the first night she is back in the States and that’s where she meets Phoenix. You can tell by the authors writing that this is just not any guy. Phoenix and Ivy spend the night talking, he calms her, he holds her attention and for Ivy this is refreshing. Phoenix is not the brooding, tattoo type of guy, his actions will make you fall in love with him. He was thoughtful, a gentlemen, and was very interested in Ivy. What starts as a conversation gradually becomes more. Throughout the story Ivy and Phoenix develope a relationship with meaning, even though they are both miles apart.
“I hate not knowing when I get to see you next, so I bought an iPhone so we can video chat.”
Phoenix is definitely my new BBF. I loved that both he and Ivy spend hours talking on the phone every night and become closer to one another. Let me say that I love that the author did not just base their feelings for one another off sex. The buildup to their relationship was refreshing and so enjoyable to read. Phoenix is not the usual bad boy I normally gravitate towards but I can tell you I will be thinking about him for days to come. Their feelings took time, progressed slowly and it held more meaning for me. I loved how they both really got to know one another before things got intense.
“I want to be with you in every sense of the word. I want to take my time with you. I want you to beg me, possess me. I want you in my hotel room and I don’t want to see the light of day until the entire building knows my name.”
“I’m yours, my body, my soul…. it’s nothing without you. Every last piece of me is yours for the taking.”
The author threw some WTF moments in the story, which left me speechless. I wanted to scream, and cry and reach into my Kindle and throat punch some people. FYI be prepared you will not like the MOTHER, I WARN YOU!!!! The story will teach readers the true meaning of love, family and acceptance. You will love the characters and you’ll want to know more about them. This book has a lot of depth to it. There is a story behind the story that will tug at your heart and completely have you invested. This story is one you don’t want to pass up on.
Silence passes between us and he nudges my elbow with his. Reaching out for my hand again, he delicately traces the inside of my palm where he kissed it yesterday with his fingertip. Goosebumps rise and my body hums with anticipation. I turn to look him in the eye again and he has a charming, yet shy, look on his face.
For the love of all that is holy…lean over and kiss me, already!
“You know … if you’re wondering whether or not I want to,” he pauses for a quick breath and stares at my lips before continuing. “I want to. Or rather, I want you to.”
I can hardly control myself and double over in laughter.
“What?” Phoenix asks, his eyebrows knit together.
“I cannot believe you just said that! You just turned one of my most favorite songs into a cheesy pickup line!”
He chuckles softly and tries to pull me back toward him. “Yeah, you got me. At least now I have confirmation that you have good taste in music.”
Pfft. As if there were ever any doubt. I’m becoming increasingly more aware of how he works. Clearly he has issues making the first move, but once the door is open, the shy guy dissolves.
We stare at each other in silence … staring through each other … his hazel eyes pleading for what we both want to say … for what we both want to do.
For something that has been so easy to do so many times before, I’m surprised by my nervousness.
Then, as if on cue, the world starts moving in slow motion. I watch Phoenix close his eyes and lean toward me, and I swear … I swear I see his lips quiver.
“Ivy…” he whispers. My name tastes of chocolate and caramel from the cupcakes we shared and my heart sighs at the sound of my name rolling off of his tongue.
I lean forward and close the gap between us, running my fingertips down his face and committing his stubble to memory as I slowly part his lips with mine.
I fall into this kiss…
Fall into him…
Fall for him.
This kiss. God, this kiss is deliciously slow like honey. Instantly I can feel it everywhere in my body, blazing in my palm … my chest … my toes. He takes his time, his hands outlining my neck to my shoulders and down to my arms.
I kiss him like I’m starving and I only now realize that I have been hungry for the past twenty-two years, savoring every last bite, committing it to memory for both the present and the afterlife. I take my time memorizing his mouth with my tongue.
The fresh taste of his lips …
The way his arms envelop me, delicate but firm …
The tender moan that rises from the back of his throat
I’ve come undone.
Pulling back, I watch him bring his fingertips to his lips in wonder. When his lips struck mine, tiny sparks jumped. Heat flashed. Instant combustion.
With that one kiss, an ember hidden deep inside my soul awakened a sleeping shadow. A kindling in my hollows started a slow burn. The ember becomes light, a twin flame illuminating my heart.
It’s strange to think that something as innocent as pressing one’s lips to another’s can so drastically alter the course of your entire life. But with that single kiss, I know that he is important.
That single kiss has changed everything.
There are three things you need to know about Ashley Winston: 1) She has six brothers and they all have beards, 2) She is a reader, and 3) She knows how to knit.
Former beauty queen, Ashley Winston’s preferred coping strategy is escapism. She escaped her Tennessee small town, loathsome father, and six brothers eight years ago. Now she escapes life daily via her Amazon kindle one-click addiction. However, when a family tragedy forces her to return home, Ashley can’t escape the notice of Drew Runous— local Game Warden, bear wrestler, philosopher, and everyone’s favorite guy. Drew’s irksome philosophizing in particular makes Ashley want to run for the skyscrapers, especially since he can’t seem to keep his exasperating opinions— or his soulful poetry, steadfast support, and delightful hands— to himself. Pretty soon the girl who wanted nothing more than the escape of the big city finds she’s lost her heart in small town Tennessee.
This is a full-length novel, can be read as a standalone, and is the fourth book in the ‘Knitting in the City’ series.
I had the best swoongasm with Beauty and The Mustache.
It doesn’t take an over-the-top alpha gazillionaire to get my heart flutters or my stomach flipping. It just takes Drew.
Okay, okay…not just Drew- I’ll never forget Quinn!
PS- it didn’t hurt that almost every character had a beard. If you know me, you know I’m a beard nympho! I had to excuse myself every time I saw a teaser or one of the brother pictures because I had to regain my composure, get my legs in working order again. Get my brain off about the bearded glory!!
It is not in me to say that anyone takes rank over Quinn, so I’ll say this Drew and Quinn are neck and neck in what I think the ideal book boyfriend is. There is no way I can decipher of the two who was better. It may be best to saw Drew is a beard above Quinn! I’ve read every single Penny Reid book and loved them all. When I saw the first cardboard heart I was sucked in. Nico and Alex served up some thing different but Drew and Quinn are the epitome of perfection.
When I saw I was at 50% my heart beat faster and I got super nervous. Once you hit 50% of a book it just goes way to fast and then it’s over. I didn’t want this to be over. I was loving it way to much to see the end. In fact, I started writing this review half way through because I was holding on and not letting myself rush to the end. I wanted to sprawl out on the pages and throw a temper tantrum because I didn’t want it to end.
I definitely needed to simmer down. Drew had my heart beating a million miles a minute; he had my chest hot and my belly disconcertingly-yet deliciously-achy.
Early on I would have bet my purse that this is MY best book ever! It’s the type that will always stay loaded on my kindle and it the type that I will buy two paperbacks. One that will stay pristine and gorgeous and the other will stay next to my bed with warn edges from me reading it over and over. It deserves to be read over and over. I want it to be like my favorite movies that I can recite word for word. I want to memorize Beauty and The Mustache, word for word, cover to cover. In the beginning I was instantly laughing out loud, getting looks from my husband and son. I was smiling at how awesome Drew was with only his eyes (not forgetting the beard) and how witty Ash was.
Her brothers were cunning and masterful at getting my to burst out laughing. They were her brothers, which meant even though they tricked and fooled her. Pulled one too many pranks growing up, they loved her. Always. No matter what. They proved that over and over even when she thought otherwise. They each had something that made me love them more than the other.
“Don’t cry. I always hated it when you cried.”
“Yes, who do you think left you bunches of wildflowers outside your door when Jethro or the twins pissed you off?”
“That was you? I always thought it was Momma.”
“No, dummy, that was me.”
I must not forget the girls. The GIRLS!! Even though they are miles away from Ash right now, they are ever present. They make this series. They are all the most comical and brilliant ladies ever written on a page. I wish I could be so on point as they are all the time. I wish I was one of the knitting group girls!!
“I like…my men…like I like…my meat…”
“Hot with a red…with a red…with a…”
“Don’t say it!”
“Hot with a juicy red center!”
Now, the next part I’ll talk about I promise to try and hold in my enthusiasm. I said try, so don’t hold me to it.
This book was beyond romantic. By the end it became extremely sentimental to me. It wasn’t lovey-dovey, chocolate drizzle hearts and flowers, there were no eye rolling at the pure romance. No this was more than that. It was real and true and meaningful. This book itself is an aphrodisiac.
Drew and Ash were the hit of this story. She was spunky and vocal right from the beginning and Drew is quiet and although come to find out very vocal, just in his own way. I was able to picture every detail in my head. I felt like I was there, in every moment.
“I swear to the god of moonshine, I am going to pink your nipple straight off your chest!”
Drew is sort of a loner. He’s part of the Winston family. But thankfully only like an adopted son and not the real thing. I would be heart broken!! Drew had many talents, although he wasn’t the most outrageous adoptee-Winston, he was definitely the most brainy one. Drew didn’t have to speak, his body, his face, his eyes, his mouth, his entire HIM showed what he needed to vocalize. You can tell he questioned so much and didn’t want to push. But, certain things he for sure knew without a doubt- Ash!
“I’m never going to be able to think of you as a sister.”
“How about a cousin?”
“None of my feelings for you are familial. I’m sorry if that upsets you, but I’m not good at playing make-believe, lying or pretending-as you might have noticed.”
“Here’s the thing, Sugar, you tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
I am enamored with Andrew. Truly and madly. I want him for myself. Thankfully I have his words that I can re-read over and over and never tire from hearing. Penny out did herself writing Ash and Drew’s story. She had me before, but I have never fallen in love with characters and words than I did with Beauty and The Mustache.
“You arrived. I saw you. You spoke. That was it. I gave up nothing, but I lost everything.” -Drew
SEX! It all started with sex, between my parents. Personally I don’t like thinking about it, but whatever works for you is a-ok with me. No judgment. The sex happened in California and much of my life also occurred in that state until I moved from the land of nuts (almonds), wine, silicon… boobs, and heavy traffic to the southeast US. Like most writers I like to write, but let’s get back to sex. Eventually I married and gave birth to 2 small people-children (boy-6, girl-4 as of this writing).
By day I’m a biomedical researcher with focus on rare diseases. By night I’m a knitter, sewer, lino block carver, fabric printer, soap maker, and general crafter. By the wee hours of the morning or when I’m intoxicated I love to listen to the voices in my head and let them tell me stories. I hope you enjoy their stories.
Let me start off by saying if you are looking for a book filled with lots of angst and sexual tension with a whole lot of flirting this is a must read.
The book grabs you right away and I had a hard time putting it down.
Roan Anders is a sports agent for some of the world’s top extreme athletes. He is also your typical womanizing man-whore who sleeps with everyone. After a bad experience with a woman a few years ago believes the whole relationship things is not for him and is happy just playing the field until Jessica Baker walks into his life. Jessica or as Roan calls her Goldilocks is smart and she knows what she wants and she wants Roan. She also refuses to take any of Roan’s crap.
“Jessica Baker, the one woman who may succeed in driving me insane.”
The sexual tension between these two could light up a Christmas tree. Hold on to your hats because you are in for a ride. The book is filled with drama and miscommunication. I was screaming at my kindle a few times for them to get their heads out of their asses and go for it. The banter between these two was fantastic.
“Did Roan seriously kiss my boo-boo away?”
“I don’t want to know about any of your past flames, Locks. I’m going to kill any guy who’s ever touched you. You’re mine now.”
Mason is Roan’s closes friend and Mason’s fiancé Casey is Jess’s best friend. Roan and Jess’s lives are intertwined because of that and that is one issue that has the two of them guarded and trying to fight the desire and want they feel towards each other. They don’t want to make their friends have to choose if it didn’t work out for them.
“Jessica was a relationship type of girl, and I was a notch-on-the-bedpost type of guy. We would never work and most likely destroy a few friendships in our wake.”
One thing I loved about this book was Jess. She was not only smart but was realistic and even though she had her heart guarded she was willing to take a chance. She came from a very wealthy family but she left that life behind in order to be herself. She doesn’t let her family or others dictate how she should run her life.
“Maybe there was no perfect wave, only the illusion of one. Reality will come crashing around you- a reminder that fairy tales rarely come true.”
Be prepared because Roan Anders is like no other. When he decides he wants something he goes balls to the wall to get it and takes no prisoners. There was some steamy panty melting scenes and Roan sure knew how to worm his way into Jess’s heart.
“You are my personal sunrise, Locks. Everything shines brighter when I’m with you.”
“You are the sun, the sand, and the sea all wrapped up in one perfect package just for me. I love you Locks”