Friday, March 18, 2016

This is WAR baby by K Webster..... 5 Clock Review by Dawn

My life had a plan. Until he invaded it and stole it all away. My captor took me and I became a pawn. 

His strategy changed and he sent me away to WAR, because money is everything in this world. 

In my WAR, though, I found peace. 

I couldn’t help but find love where I least expected it, with a man who lived a battle every day of his life 
…all inside his head. 

But then my captor came back for me. 
Yet, this time, battle lines had been drawn and I was protected. 

So we thought. 
Even though my WAR was raging, 
my captor would fight to the death. 

The good guys always win, right? 
Not always. 

All’s fair in love and WAR, right? 
Not this time. 

This is War, Baby is a dark romance. A really dark one. So dark you’re going to wish you had a flashlight to see yourself to the end and someone to hold your hand. Human trafficking, dubious consent, and strong sexual themes that could trigger emotional distress are found in this story. This story is NOT for everyone.

There are so many feelings this book brought out in me, I felt like I was losing my mind. You want to root for Baylee and you do, but you also love the "bad, good guy." See it's a premise that should not work, but MY GOD DOES IT WORK! 
This is a true physiological dark romance book! Others tout themselves as such and fail miserably. I have my go to dark romance authors CJ Roberts, Pepper Winters, Aleatha Romig and the mind twisting, messing with my head Tarryn Fisher. I am now proud to say that Author K Webster is joining my favorites list.
I like to go in blind, I did not read the synopsis. I saw that was a dark romance and thought I would just dive in, and holy heck does it deliver from the go. 
Baylee is this amazing and so incredibly strong character.  She is fighting to stay alive and avoid being hurt, it happens but she does what she has to, to survive. I probably would have done the same thing.  Her kidnapper really believes he loves her, he believes he is made for her. In his head they are meant to be together. I was even thinking that Baylee was going to fall in love and this was our "dark romance." But I knew, I had to believe that something was going to go right for this poor girl. There was no way this author was going to make me believe in this "love."
Then, we get War! OMG, this man, this man... He is just so twisted and just this emotional mess and we LOVE HIM FOR IT.  The many issues he is facing and how he ends up with Baylee make your heart thump a little harder, a little louder and the ache you feel...ohhhhhhhh, it's just so good. You are completely taken by this "bad, good guy." He knows what he is doing is wrong but he feels so much better with Baylee around. She is helping him deal with his deep seeded issues. I want to tell you everything but by doing that, I am denying you all the moments you need to experience when reading this amazing story. 
Baylee, is not snowed by all things War, she is constantly plotting and keeping an eye out for true danger. She has seen true evil and knows that one day it will come knocking on her door. She must decided if she is going to crumble or wage WAR ! 


This is book 1 in a 2 part series with book 2,  This is Love, Baby releasing at the end of March 2016.  I am so excited to get my grabby hands on it.


                                                     5 Clocks for this amazing book!


Cover Reveal HONOR ME: Men of Inked Series book 6 by Author Chelle Bliss..... Rafflecopter giveaway


Honor Me, Men of Inked Book 6, by Chelle Bliss
Cover Photographer by Eric Battershell of Burton & Coco Hughes
Release date May 2016


I had everything I ever wanted—a wife, a kid, with two more on the way. I was living the American dream. After the babies were born, we hit a rough patch. I did everything to prove my love, to show Suzy that nothing was more important than her. After some work and a lot of time, we found our groove again. Just when life had evened out, a familiar enemy came back to haunt us. It wasn’t my past that followed us, but my brother’s. When the danger gets too close, I’ll do anything to defend my family. There’s nothing more important than the people I love, and I’ll protect what’s mine—even if it costs me my life.

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About Chelle Bliss
Chelle Bliss, USA Today Bestselling author, currently lives in a small town near the Gulf of Mexico. She's a full-time writer, time-waster extraordinaire, social media addict, and coffee fiend. Currently she's written a dozen books in three different series. She loves spending her free time with her boyfriend, 2 cats, and hamster.
Before becoming a writer, Chelle taught high school history for over ten years. She holds a master's degree in Instructional Technology and a bachelor's in history. Although history is her first love, writing has become her dream job and she can't imagine doing anything else.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Little BLACK Break is LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Tabatha and Melissa are hosting a LITTLE BLACK BREAK party in Tabatha's fan group!
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Genres: Romance, Erotic, Contemporary 


My name’s Sebastian Black, and my life as I know it is over. My little black book days were numbered the minute I met Rosslyn. She became my one and only and lightened my dark soul.
But now my past is threatening my future—threatening the woman I love. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her. Even if I have to lie—pretend to cheat—I need her to leave my world and remain safe.
Breaking her heart is killing me, but I refuse to let my old sins destroy the only good in my life.
If you love her, let her go. If you’re dangerous like me, pray she stays away. I won’t let her get caught in the crossfire. No matter who I have to break.


“Sebastian says touch yourself.” His husky voice brushed the side of my neck, sending chills to my toes. “Slide your fingers into your sweet pussy so I can suck them clean.”
I melted beneath him, my thighs widening automatically as my wandering fingers rolled over my clit. Sensation moved over me and my body tensed. Sebastian was the king of foreplay, leaving me wet and ready—throbbing so hard I thought I’d die if he didn’t put me out of my misery.
“Please, Sebastian. Give me what I want,” I begged.
All this time together and he was still able to make me beg for his touch—make me breathe his name until he soothed the sweet ache he’d built between my thighs.
“Ah, come on, Mrs. Black. How do you expect me to hold out when you beg so sweetly?”
“I’m not Mrs. Black yet, Mr. Black,” I teased.
Sebastian had officially proposed the night I graduated from Tech with my Associate’s in Criminal Justice. He’d offered to pay for an expensive four-year college, but I was determined to do things on my own, which meant Tech it was. And with my past and the many years I’d spent needing justice for the murder of my parents, criminal justice made sense.
His proposal was unexpected since everyone who knew Sebastian knew he wasn’t the marrying kind. Even I was shocked when he dropped to one knee in the middle of our bedroom and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.
I’d had some champagne at the celebratory dinner after my graduation ceremony, and I wasn’t sure I’d heard him correctly, but then he looked up at me with pure adoration and I knew—I just knew—I never wanted to be away from him. I’d never love another man the way I loved Sebastian, and no other man would ever love me the way he did.
I said yes, and we spent the rest of the night making love.
It was beautiful.
Everything Sebastian embodied.
That was a week ago, and his look of adoration still lingered in his expression, but as he looked down at me, it was a raw, unadulterated need that filled his clear blue eyes.
His grin was dark and dangerous as he pulled my fingers from my trembling body and sucked the glistening moisture from their length—his tongue flicking at the tips. Desire struck me deep and I bit into my lip to control the animalistic growl that crawled up the back of my throat.
Dark, damp hair fell over his scorching blue eyes and I brushed it away with my free hand, losing my fingers in its thickness. My hips lifted from the plush mattress, begging on their own for his length.
He chuckled, the sound rich and exotic as it rumbled across my skin.
“Official or not, you’re mine, Rosslyn. You’ve been mine since the first time I laid eyes on you. Do you understand?”
His thick cock massaged my entrance soothing the ache briefly as he teased me in return. With his skin beneath my nails, I dug my fingers deep into his flesh as I tried to pull his body into mine.
“Now, Sebastian. I need you,” I breathed.
“No, beautiful, not until you give me what I want.”
I knew what he wanted, but like him, I liked to make him beg for it. It was why we worked.
Push and pull.
Give and take.
I was able to hook Sebastian Black because I wasn’t afraid to fight him—to make him quake with want, quiver with need. We drove each other crazy, and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Still, I pressed my lips together, holding out for a little longer.
He pushed against me harder, my insides burning for his intrusion.
“Fuck,” he rumbled. “Say it, Rosslyn. Tell me what I want to hear and I’ll give you what you want. I’ll give you what you want all night long, baby.”
I lifted my hips to draw him in, but he pulled back letting the cool air rush between us.
“Give me what I want and I’ll tell you what you want to hear,” I countered.
Again, he snickered; the evident strain in his voice letting me know I was close to winning.
His body was stiff above me, his biceps trembling from holding up his weight and his hips shaking against my core. I could see the defeat in his eyes as he licked his lips and his breath quickened. He was incredibly sexy all the time, but nothing beat Sebastian in the heat of the moment—the seconds before he climbed into me and set both our bodies aflame.
And then he shifted and filled me.
Stretching me so completely I mewed in appreciation.
He closed his eyes against the pleasure, and we sighed in unison at the sweet relief.
“Is this what you want, dirty girl? You want my cock deep inside you?” His breathing was erratic; his eyes steeled in preparation for taking me hard and fast the way I liked it.
I nodded as I internally celebrated winning our little game of tug-of-war.
“Say it, Rosslyn.” He pulled back and pushed into me—hard and swift—deeper and deeper with each thrust. It felt amazing.
He felt wonderful.
“Fuck, you feel incredible,” he growled. “I’ll never get over how perfect you feel. So tight—so wet—wrapped around my cock.”
My toes dug into the mattress as desire worked its way from my hips and into my stomach. I loved the way Sebastian talked to me—especially during sex. It was an aphrodisiac for my senses, and it made me feel powerful. It made me feel wanted—like he could never get enough of me, which was good considering I knew I’d never get enough of him.
“Say it, baby. I need to hear it.”
I loved it when he begged—the strain in his voice fulfilling me emotionally while his body pleasured me physically. The tension in his voice thick and ready to snap. He wanted me—he needed me to soothe his ache the way he was soothing mine.
It was physical, but it was also mental.
Emotionally, Sebastian needed more. He needed me to reach inside his mind and soothe him in a way I couldn’t with my body. Spiritually, he needed depth. To know that I was latching on to him and never leaving his side. All his life he’d been left. Put on the side of the road and never collected. I’d always known how broken he was, but I also knew it was my job to keep him together.
I opened my mouth to say the words he longed to hear, to give him the relief he was giving me, but he plowed into my center once more and the words melted on my tongue leaving a pleasured moan in their stead.
“Say it, Rosslyn,” he demanded.
He was getting louder, his body stronger—faster—ruthless.
I was lost in a sea of baby blue as he stared down at me with determination. Sweat dotted his brow, threatening to drip onto my flaming skin. I dug my fingernails into the flesh of his firm ass, making him growl. He quickened, taking my body with passion—slamming into me—pushing me to the head of the bed and to the brink of release.
“I can’t … I can’t say it,” I stuttered.
Confusion swept over his expression. “Why not?”
And then I smiled because I knew I’d officially won our little game. It wasn’t often that I won in our little game of wits and foreplay, but I’d held out regardless of the intensity of his movements—the passion in his eyes—the pleasure that flowed through me so completely.
I’d won.
“Because you didn’t say Sebastian says.”

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Undo Me: The Good Ol' Boys by Author M Robinson. Blog Tour and Review.

Undo Me: The Good Ol’ Boys
By Best Selling Author M. Robinson
Cover Design: TheFinal Wrap

I met her when I was sixteen.
I fell in love with her when I was seventeen.
She brought me to my knees when I was twenty.
I loved her against reason.
I loved her against hope.
I loved her against all odds.
Now she's back, a constant reminder of what I lost, what could have been.
I hate her.
I resent her.
I still love her.
Can I forgive her...

Will she be my end once again or my beginning?


He pulled back a little, resting his forehead on mine to look into my eyes. To cripple me in ways I never thought possible. There was a hunger in his glare that I couldn’t quite place, he wasn’t even touching me and yet I still felt him all over. Both of us were panting, our breathing mirroring one another’s, our hearts escalating higher and higher and beating beside each other.
So intense.
So consuming.
So mind-blowing.
In that second, in that minute, in that hour… I wanted him.
I wanted his touch, I wanted his kiss, I wanted his taste, I wanted all his movements, all his adoration and his love, all his devotion, his laugh, his smile, everything, anything.
Every. Last. Part.
I reached for the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it and pulling it away from his body and he let me. I touched the pulse of his neck, down to his heart, passed his taut abs until I reached his belt. The warmth and velvetiness of his skin made my sex clench and my stomach flutter. The butterfly feeling never got old. It was becoming one of my favorite feelings.
A feeling only he could ignite in me.
I gasped when he unexpectedly gripped my hand, stopping me.
“Are you sure?” he huskily rasped, my favorite sound in the world.
Before I could assure him, tell him what I felt so deeply in my heart, tell him how much he meant to me, how much I wanted to be his and only his, how much I wanted him to undo me.
Own me.
He hoarsely murmured against my lips, “Suga’ once I start there will be no going back. I won’t stop until I’ve explored every last inch of your flesh… until I’m etched so far into your heart that you’ll never be able to touch your skin and not feel me.”
With wide eyes I swallowed hard and breathed out, “Promise?”
He let go of my hand and I unclasped his belt, next were his slacks, pulling them apart and lowering the zipper. Before I could touch him where I really wanted to, where I had been craving since the second I saw him in his black tuxedo, he slapped my hand away.
“This isn’t about me. This is about you.”
His gaze set me on fire, my heart kicked into overdrive. I loved having him look at me like that. Knowing I never wanted him to stop looking at me in that way, the way that made me feel like we were the only two people in the world, like I was the only girl in the world. He had my heart in his hands, to do what he pleased with.
I knew right then and there that I would never be able to go without him.
He licked his lips and leaned in to kiss me. The second his tongue touched mine, it turned into its own moment, its own creation, its own world. His body fell forward and mine backward, pushing me further into my mattress. My legs spread wider and he readily lay in between them, placing all his weight on his arms that were cradling my face. The room was dim, but I could sense him everywhere and all at once.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Aubrey. So damn beautiful,” he groaned into the side of my neck as he placed soft kisses down to my cleavage and toward my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth as his hand caressed my other breast, leaving me withering beneath him. Chills running up and down my waiting body. My back arched off the bed, wanting more and he obliged. I could feel his erection on my wet core as he purposely moved his hips, grinding against my heat, creating a delicious tingling that I felt all over.
I sucked in my bottom lip to conceal the moan that was about to escape.  
“Darlin’, I want you to make every fucking noise possible. Do you understand me?”
I moaned in response and it earned me a forceful yet tender caress of his hand against my clit. He manipulated my bundle of nerves and within minutes my legs started to shake and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He effortlessly made his way down my body, pushing his fingers into my opening and sucking on my nub in a back and forth motion.
My hands immediately gripped his hair and he grunted in satisfaction. I couldn’t take it anymore, the room started to spin and my breathing faltered.
“Hmm… ah… mmm…” I exhaled.
The next thing I knew, he was kissing me, and I tasted myself all over his mouth. It was intoxicating as much as it was arousing. He knew my body better than I did, spending hours upon hours exploring it until he memorized every last curve.
I heard a rustling of some sort and opened my eyes to see that he was opening a condom as he kicked off his slacks and boxer briefs. I watched with fascinated eyes as he rolled it up his big, hard cock, barely being able to contain my need for his body to once again be on top of mine. 
He kissed me again, giving me exactly what I craved and placed the tip of his dick at my opening.
“I love you,” he whispered in between kissing me.
“I love you, too. More than anything,” I murmured, not breaking our kiss and eye contact.

                      Dawn's Review 

** spoiler alert ** When a book you know is going to gut you ends up in your hands and makes you submit and brings you completely to your knees, hurts your heart, breaks your trust and makes you sob uncontrollable tears. It makes one wonder why do we do this to ourselves? Because when a story this important comes along it demands to be read, and that is what Undo Me by Author M. Robinson does.

I am about to do something I NEVER do, post a review WITH SPOILERS. Now is your chance to turn away this WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS!!! You've been warned. Let's just jump right in, shall we?
If you are person that can not handle stories that involve rape, drinking and driving, drug use and domestic violence, this may not be the book for you. BUT I beg you to give it a chance, this story is so much more. There is this amazing story about love that lasts decades, loyalty, support and seeking help when you feel helpless. Those are the things I took from this beautiful, lyrically perfect book.
The violence for me was another character in Dylan and Aubrey's story. It of course takes over her life and in turn affecting him, shaking his foundation. He has tried to save her and help her for years, only to be pushed away and tortured to his limit. Sometimes it is just easier to watch from a far and let the world crash around her.

Aubrey, I just do not even know where to start with her. You hurt for her, you root for her, you want to shake her, you want to help her. Her story will make you have a physical reaction, I was sweating when she was running the trail, I knew something was going to happen, I could feel it. I knew this was going to ruin me and it did!
You understand why she fell apart, you never once question her actions because the words just came together and flowed like words in a love song, it just made sense. I feel like I am failing miserably to covey the cadence of this story.

Dylan-fuckin'-McGraw, is everything! He is a hero, a good ol' boy, best friend, math wizard, quick witted, chick magnet and most of all... an asshole, self professed asshole, at that! God he has given all my book boyfriends a run for their money. He is delicious. I love me a country boy, with an honest streak a mile wide. No games, not with Dylan, what you see is what you get. Just ask him.
He has my heart, for the years of torture he had to endure and the sacrifice he made for his one and only love. But that sacrifice, cost him everything. He was no longer anything other than an asshole, it protected him. He hated the only woman he ever loved. You want to say he has reason, but then again you can see her side of it... I think. See Brilliant writing again.

The Brilliance for me of this book was the how the story was told... You got the story first and then the amazing details all in the last 15% of the damn book! Brilliant! I absolutely loved it. When Aubrey is describing how she felt when she was pregnant, my God that was M's best writing to date! That scene ripped your heart out and you understood her on a whole new level. I am sure there are people who are shocked and put off by the way it is written, I get that. But please appreciate the mind set and go there... what would you do if you didn't know?... how would you cope? Aubrey was already on the verge of a mental break, that eventually happened, but I didn't judge her, I felt empathy for her. See, she seems so real to me.

This is so far in 2016 My TOP READ! It evoked every emotion in me, it made me unable to read for days... NO JOKE and I read at least 3 books a week. This story wrecked me and I LOVED every minute of it. For something else to come along and top this, it would have to be pretty much "The Perfect Book." 

5+ Perfect Clocks for 
Undo Me 


Also Available! The Good Ol’ Boys Book one and two
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The final installment in The Good Ol' Boys Series

 M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.


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