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PIECES OF ME – A Shiloh Walker Review

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Shiloh Walker can write some seriously dark romance. But she always finds a way to have it flow without pulling away from the suspense aspect. In Pieces of Me we meet Shadow who we learn, over a few chapters, has been on the run from her estranged ex-husband due to the extremely horrid abuse he put her through. Her way to cope: her sketchbooks that she feels comfortable enough to put it all out on paper. Every fear, every ounce of anger, and even the moments of lust she feels for the stranger on the beach she sees almost every day.

In a case of fickle fate, Shadow leaves one of her more risqué sketchbooks on the beach and it is discovered by none other than Dillian, the stranger she’s drawn over and over again. Dillian takes the suggestive drawings in stride and knows that behind the quiet and scared woman is the artist behind his every fantasy. For weeks he spends the time to earn Shadow’s trust and pull out her story and learn the truth about why she’s on the run. But even prince charming has some secrets…. And Shadow has to navigate Dillian’s evasive answers especially when her ex-husband comes after her one final time.

Every page left me clinging to the edge of my seat and wanting to know how Shadow could ever find safety. Not only do Dillian and Shadow have some incredible chemistry, the mysterious man also has a secret I was dying to know! It boggles my mind how Walker always keeps the suspense looming without ever making the story line drag. With and ending sure to leave you wanting more this new suspense romance is definitely not like the others and will have you jumping at every sound in the night!


POM Final.jpg Obsession can be deadly…

Nobody knows that better than Shadow Harper. It seemed like a dream come true when a rich, suave older man noticed her during her second year of college. Stefan Stockman seemed to love her obsessively. He came into her life and swept her off her feet, seduced her, married her…and then slowly, eventually, that dream come true became a living nightmare.

Now, three years after she finally escaped him, she’s trying to put her life back together. Haunted by memories, struggling with post-traumatic stress, she spends most of her time locked away in her home on Pawley’s Island, a small town on the South Carolina coast. Her rare moments of joy come from her trips to the nearby beach.

She compulsively checks the locks on her doors, makes sure she has her cell phones—five of them—and if she misses something on her schedule, it throws her into a panic.

When she accidentally leaves a sketchbook on the beach, an anxiety attack seems imminent. Her art has become her salvation, her sanity, and losing even one sketch is like losing a piece of her soul. When she returns to hunt for the sketchbook, already fearing it’s gone for good, she’s surprised to find it still sitting there, saved by a sexy fellow beach lover—the mysterious Dillian Jenkins.

He’s brash, bold, brutally handsome…and gentle. He’s the exact opposite of the man who’d tormented her for years, and Shadow finds herself slowly, almost reluctantly, falling for him. Even obsessing over him.

When her ex-husband once again intrudes on the happiness she’s finally discovering, Shadow turns to Dillian. But will she find shelter there…or another betrayal?

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Shiloh Walker is an award-winning writer…yes, really! She’s also a mom, a wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur photographer.  She published her first book in 2003. Her latest suspense, The Right Kind of Trouble, released in August 2016 from St. Martins.
 
She writes romantic suspense and contemporary romance, and urban fantasy under the name, J.C. Daniels.
 
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RUN TO GROUND – A Katie Ruggle Review

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Katie Ruggle is BACK! Just when you thought the Rocky Mountain’\s couldn’t get any sexier. Say hello to the K9 Unit.

After suffering the great loss of his partner, Theo has to find a way to move forward with Viggy, his partner’s K9 unit. Neither of them have been the same since the unexpected suicide of their closest companion and can’t seem to find a common ground.

Enter Jules; Theo is taken back by the new stranger come to town. Who she is and why she chose this town remains a mystery Theo has the strong compulsion to investigate. Not to mention that once he starts to get close to her and her siblings, especially Viggy with her youngest sister, he can’t seem to ignore the pull they have towards one another.

Jules hasn’t always had the best life but she’s done what she can to protect her four siblings from horrible nightmares that no child should have to endure. When the opportunity arises for her to escape with them and go on the run: she goes without a second thought. But a cop in their new “hometown” seems to have an eye for her, and she’s not too keen to shy away from Theo.

Though the fear of Theo finding out the truth and her past lurking past every corner seems to be her biggest threat…sometimes running into unknown territory lands you in hot water.

Can’t wait for more of this Rocky Mountain team!

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He lost his K9 partner.
He almost lost his will to live.
But when a ruthless killer targets a woman on the run, Theo and his new K9 companion will do whatever it takes to survive—and save the woman neither can live without.

Grieving the death of his partner, Theo Bosco has no room in his life for distractions. Though his instincts scream that he should avoid Juliet ‘Jules’ Jackson, he can’t seem to stay away. It doesn’t help that Theo’s new K9 companion has fallen head over paws with Jules’s rambunctious family.

Or that when he’s with her, Theo finally knows peace.

When Jules rescued her siblings, whisking them away to the safety of the beautifully rugged Colorado Rockies, she never expected to catch the eye—or the heart—of a cop. Yet as Jules struggles to fight her growing attraction to the brooding K9 officer, another threat lurks much closer to home…

And this time, there’s no escape.

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katie_ruggle_500x333.jpg A fan of the old adage “write what you know”, Katie Ruggle lived in an off-grid, solar- and wind-powered house in the Rocky Mountains until her family lured her back to Minnesota. When she’s not writing, Katie rides horses, shoots guns (not while riding, although that would be awesome), cross-country skis (badly) and travels to warm places where she can scuba dive. A graduate of the Police Academy, Katie received her ice-rescue certification and can attest that the reservoirs in the Colorado mountains really are that cold. A fan of anything that makes her feel like a bad-ass, she has trained in Krav Maga, boxing and gymnastics.

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RIVETED – A Jay Crownover Review

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**ARC received from the author for an honest review**

There are stories that make you cry and there are stories that make you ugly cry. Then there are stories that get deep in your gut, stir up the butterflies and the demons, and have them come out in hiccuping sobs of happiness. THAT is the level of emotion I got down to when I finally got my hands on Riveted and dove in to the story of Church and Dixie. This is not only a literal adventure tale; but a journey in learning, soul-deep, in to what makes Church the man he is.

Dixie is your down home girl with a heart of gold and smile to knock the sun off its axis. I love that Crownover got right down to her truth. She’s seen some nasty in her life but nothing can bring this girl down to doubts and pessimism. She believes in a HEA down to her bones. And seeing Church, knowing what kind of man he is, she knows he’s the right kind of man.

Church…gods where do I begin with Church! This is a man who’s seen and FELT war. I cannot put into words the way my heart breaks for him. He isn’t a good man gone bad, no. He’s a good man who thinks he deserves the bad; and couldn’t be more wrong. I pulled so hard for Dixie to drag him out to the sunshine and let him see how he belongs in the light with her.

I love that Crownover when a bit of anew route this time with the suspense of danger that happens with Church and Dixie on their journey home to the South. I loved trying to figure out who was after them and was completely surprised by who it was! I’m also so proud of her for taken on a touchy subject of race and Church’s life having to deal with the differences he had to go through compared to someone like Dixie. It was nice to see it in a realistic light; that it is a subject that people have to live with.

This was one crazy ride with a girl with knew her worth and a man who found himself worthy of it. Every new tale from Crownover surpasses the last and pushes the bar higher for the next. I’m DYING for my man Wheeler’s story. The glimpse of them in this was NOT ENOUGH. No matter what anyone says I will always love that man. I can’t explain the way he jumps off the page to me! Can’t wait for Salvaged but for now order your copy of Riveted AND HOLD ON TIGHT FOR THE RIDE!

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Everyone else in Dixie Carmichael’s life has made falling in love look easy, and now she is ready for her own chance at some of that happily ever after. Which means she’s done pining for the moody, silent former soldier who works with her at the bar that’s become her home away from home. Nope. No more chasing the hot as heck thundercloud of a man and no more waiting for Mr. Right to find her; she’s going hunting for him…even if she knows her heart is stuck on its stupid infatuation with Dash Churchill.

Denver has always been just a pit stop for Church on his way back to rural Mississippi. It was supposed to be simple, uneventful, but nothing could have prepared him for the bubbly, bouncy redhead with doe eyes and endless curves. Now he knows it’s time to get out of Denver, fast. For a man used to living in the shadows, the idea of spending his days in the sun is nothing short of terrifying.

When Dixie and Church find themselves caught up in a homecoming overshadowed with lies and danger, Dixie realizes that while falling in love is easy, loving takes a whole lot more work…especially when Mr. Right thinks he’s all wrong for you.

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PIECES OF ME – A Shiloh Walker Cover Reveal

 

Title: Pieces of Me
Author: Shiloh Walker | @shilohwalker
Genre: Romantic Thriller

Nobody knows that better than Shadow Harper. It seemed like a
dream come true when a rich, suave older man noticed her during her second year
of college. Stefan Stockman seemed to love her obsessively. He came into her
life and swept her off her feet, seduced her, married her…and then slowly,
eventually, that dream come true became a living nightmare.

Now, three years after she finally escaped him, she’s trying to
put her life back together. Haunted by memories, struggling with post-traumatic
stress, she spends most of her time locked away in her home on Pawley’s Island,
a small town on the South Carolina coast. Her rare moments of joy come from her
trips to the nearby beach.

She compulsively checks the locks on her doors, makes sure she has
her cell phones—five of them—and if she misses something on her schedule, it
throws her into a panic.

When she accidentally leaves a sketchbook on the beach, an anxiety
attack seems imminent. Her art has become her salvation, her sanity, and losing
even one sketch is like losing a piece of her soul. When she returns to hunt
for the sketchbook, already fearing it’s gone for good, she’s surprised to find
it still sitting there, saved by a sexy fellow beach lover— the mysterious
Dillian Jenkins.

He’s brash, bold, brutally handsome…and gentle. He’s the exact
opposite of the man who’d tormented her for years, and Shadow finds herself
slowly, almost reluctantly, falling for him. Even obsessing over him.

When her ex-husband once again intrudes on the happiness she’s
finally discovering, Shadow turns to Dillian. But will she find shelter
there…or another betrayal?

Obsession can be deadly …


 

 Shiloh Walker is an award-winning writer…yes, really!
She’s also a mom, a wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur
photographer.  She published her first book in 2003. Her latest suspense,
The Right Kind of Trouble, released in August 2016 from St. Martins.
 
She writes romantic suspense
and contemporary romance, and urban fantasy under the name
, J.C. Daniels.
 
Twitter: @shilohwalker
 
 
 
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RETREAT – A Jay Crownover Secret Release

★★★RETREAT by Jay Crownover is LIVE!★★★

Jay Crownover has a huge surprise for you! Ring in 2017 with her brand new title in her new Getaway Series, RETREAT!

Retreat is a standalone novel, the first in the Getaway series which centers on the hardheaded and brokenhearted Warner brothers and the women that dare to love them.

These boys are very good at putting the wild in wilderness.

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About RETREAT:

Every once in a while, you need to get away from it all.

I was a woman on the edge, shaken and shattered after a breakup that felt like it tore my entire world apart.

My best friend, sick of watching me drown in misery and melancholy, harassed me until I agreed to go with her on a week-long wilderness retreat.

She promised days spent bonding and getting in touch with our inner badasses. It was supposed to be all about the two of us roughing it and making do with the bare minimum. She assured me we were going to be pushed to our limits in ways that were unimaginable. Neither one of us could have ever guessed just how right she was.

Nowhere in the glossy brochure did it say anything about the fact I was going to have to battle the insufferable but deliciously rugged and sexy trail guide instead of the elements. The brochure also forgot to mention the part that warned when you left civilization behind, there was no place to pack your inhibitions and fears.

I was told that I would be facing a week where the only thing I should expect was the unexpected. However, no one mentioned that I was going to have to fight for my life…and my heart as soon as I ventured into the unknown.

I was a pro at hiding from my feelings but when it came time to face a real threat, one that could change everything, I learned I was more of a no surrender, no retreat kind of girl.

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EXPOSE – A Drew Jordan Review & Excerpt

Once again…Drew Jordan leaves me speechless with confusion and satisfaction with her conclusion to the Crash Series, Expose.

A quick recap for this who haven’t read Crash and Hide: Laney’s thought her life was spiraling out of control but it was nothing compared to her rescuer after a horrific plane crash in Alaska. The Stranger (who’s true name we don’t learn) rescues her…but can she trust him? He’s controlling and alluring. Feeling like prey has never felt more compelling. But when Laney’s past comes after her she takes drastic measures that force her and The Stranger to go on the run. Will they survive? Will Laney?

When I first read Crash i remember throwing the manuscript across my living room and screaming. I was in utter shock that a writer could make me feel the way i did; morally corrupt. Jordan’s Crash Series makes you feel and bond with two people who’s level of normal ranges more on the sadistic side.

Finally we get to see a part of the story from The Stranger’s point of view! I have never felt more excited to read inside the mind of a predator. The Stranger’s thoughts open up in a way that you don’t often see in male characters. He’s soulless and  unsympathetic to everyone and everything. But with Laney we see his world open up; emotions of lust, anger, remembrance, and love come to the forefront. In Expose we finally see these two irrational people find rationality in one another; to the point that they would die for one another.

***Now beware of spoilers!***

Once again…the ending. When Laney and The Stranger must split I’m devastated but also charmed by their unerring faith in one another to stick to the plan. And after a year’s gone by and suddenly he’s back? It took me a minute to piece together the puzzle: Laney’s walk home with someone + police tape the next morning + The Stranger finally coming to collect her = for one hell of a reunion. And once again…the last sentence…trust me you’ll be dying for more.

I’ve been ridiculously giddy for this series from the start and now that its come to a close I couldn’t be happier!

Until next review…Happy Bingeing Beauties!

XOXO Nalla

P.S. Yes, I’m in love with The Stranger….does that make me a bad person? 😉

EXCERPT:

They say God took a rib from Adam and made Eve. And they wonder why men are obsessed with women? It’s because since the beginning of time all we’ve really wanted is our fucking rib back. That’s what loving Laney means- a piece of me is locked inside of her and it hurts to have it gone.
So I keep her.
“It doesn’t matter,” she said, staring up at me from the bed in a room above the general store in Rush, Alaska. Her eyes were wide, shielding nothing from me. Laney didn’t have much of a poker face. Not with me. She was scared, but she was choosing to be obedient. Choosing to ignore that I wasn’t who she thought I was.
That I was a stranger.
I went for the zipties, because I was both angry and relieved. I had let her go home, to Seattle, because she needed to say goodbye to her family before I took her off the grid entirely, started over somewhere else. But then it had been hard to have her gone. Too hard. I felt that missing rib, the pull was there, the draw of my body to hers. She had punched inside me, ripped out my flesh and bound me to her and when she left, I panicked. It was like she had blown a hole into a vault, jacked my valuables, and strolled back out.
I had been afraid. Afraid she wouldn’t come back.
Fear was an emotion I hadn’t felt in so long I almost hadn’t recognized it. It had been deep in slumber, the Rip Van Winkle of my feelings, and it came awake like an earthquake, unexpected, powerful. Shaking the ground beneath my feet and knocking me to my ass.
There was no way I was going to let fear has its way with me. Fuck that.
So I had called Laney and lied to her. And she had returned to me.
It was a hot and heady feeling, to have her back, beneath me.
“Then let’s make this look real and convincing,” I told her, because the swirl of unwanted emotions had me edgy, needing her under my control. And even in a town like Rush there were eyes and ears. We were no longer protected by the wilderness.
I had lied about the body being found and now she was lying that it didn’t matter to her who I was. That I wasn’t Cody Doyle, like she had wanted to believe. But it was better, of course, that I still had no name. Because I was anonymous, and tomorrow when we left, no one would know how to track me. But if they did find us, she would be seen as my victim, my prisoner.
And after all, wasn’t she?
Laney had been my captive since her plane went down, even if she hadn’t always known it.
“Raise your arms up,” I commanded.
She did, immediately, in a way that always made me tight with want, desire ready to spring forth, attack her.
I smiled. “Good girl.”
Yanking her coat and sweater off, I then tied her wrists together. I preferred my ropes at home. They were natural, thick, elemental. This plastic was too commercial, too flimsy, but I would work with what I had. There was a tear trailing down her face and it gave me pause. She was so beautiful, so silken and smooth, that sometimes it hurt to look at her. Before she had fallen out of the sky, like manna from a twisted heaven, it had been years since I’d seen a woman naked, and even then, she hadn’t looked like Laney.
The first time I saw Laney I thought she was dead in the wreckage of that plane crash. She was still and pale, her hair tumbled around her face as she slumped slightly to the side. Like a perfect porcelain doll on a little chair, and I thought it was a waste of such a beautiful face. But then her eyes popped open and they were filled with pain and fear.
I knew that look. It was the look of every animal that has been hunted and hasn’t died yet. She was the fox with her leg in the trap, and I freed her from the seat crushing her ankle, picked her up and took her home.
I am the hunter. She is the prey.
Sometimes I forget that. Sometimes I revel in it. Sometimes I refuse to believe it.
“I’m sorry about Victoria,” I said, and part of me meant it. I didn’t want to cause Laney pain. I yanked the zipties tighter. Well, not emotional pain. The physical I did, because I watched her take it, absorb it, grow aroused from it. She learned from it. “Should we go get her?”
I would kidnap the daughter if I could keep the mother.
But Laney made a face. “Of course not. We can’t haul her around with us while we’re on the run.” She studied me. “Do we have to go on the run, if they haven’t found the body? Or can we go home?”
I wished we could. There had been an easiness to our days in the cabin. And our nights had been filled with deep, pervasive passion. I hadn’t known what it would feel like to have a partner, a companion. To have her fill the cabin with her incessant humming, her smile, her pout. It had been four walls before. A shelter. But Laney had made it a home and I wanted to go back, to hold onto that feeling. To fucking wrap my hands around it and snap its neck so it was paralyzed and couldn’t move.
“For a few days. That’s it.” I ran my hand down her soft cheek, wiping away her tear. “Would you have come back, if I hadn’t called you?”
There was genuine bewilderment on her face. “Of course. I said I would.”
Except I didn’t trust her. She’d tried to leave me before. I hated that I even had to ask because I knew the answer. I couldn’t trust her.
But then she’d killed for me. To stay. So she said. That was the body- the source of our need to flee. But I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that was the full story. That she had just wanted to be with me and couldn’t tell Michael no. Laney had a fucking walk-in closet of skeletons. It was the goddamn catacombs in Paris.
There were things she wasn’t telling me.
Just like there were things I wasn’t telling her.
But maybe Laney was right.
It didn’t matter.
All that mattered was us. Here. Now. Together.

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