Sunday, October 26, 2014

Updated information to TRWCM

     The last time I posted something about this book I said as soon as I knew the release date I would let you all know according to the author Terri Anne Browning she stated she is going to be releasing the book early and it will become available on November 1st. Look for it in your favorite retailer on or after this date.

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Review for Backstage by A.M. Madden

     I received this book as an ARC for an honest review. I will start this off saying I am a huge fan of this series. Also I am not one for 5 star reviews but this one definitely worth it. If you have not read the rest of the backup series this book will not be a problem. This can be read as a stand alone but I recommend reading the others first just for a little point of view from the others in the band. This book is Trey's book, Trey has always been the quiet moody one of the band. The band seemed to be his only commitment. he doesn't date women he sleeps with them and the only woman he has let close to him is Leila. She picks on him just like any sister would. What we find out in this book is what made Try the man he is today. Why he refuses to make any commitments to anyone, or at least any commitments outside of the band. Trey's story will make you laugh, it will make you cry, and it will make you want to hurt someone at times.

    This book is a must read by anyone and everyone. I would recommend it and I know that you will not be disappointed. It can be read as a standalone but I would recommend the entire series. Put this book on your must read list immediately.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Cover Reveal for TRWCM

I am a huge fan of this author if you have not checked out her book you need to start immediately. This is the Cover for her new book There is not a release date yet available for this book but I will let everyone know as soon as I do. Just so you know here is what the book you need to be looking for looks like.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Review of Reaper's Stand by Joanna Wylde

    I received this book as an ARC for an honest review. If you have not read the Reaper books in this series buy them immediately they are amazing. But now to this book. I do not give many 5 star reviews but this book sure deserves it. This book is about Reese "Picnic" Hayes the MC president of the Reapers. Now as I stated before you must read these books and if you have then you will know getting the women that are perfect for these guys is no easy task and why would the pres be any different. When you finish the Devil's Jacks you see how Picnic first sees London the new cleaning lady and how he knows he wants her but will make sure that she is the one woman they all stay away from including him.

    When we get into Reaper's Stand Reese is continuing with this theory and London has met him but feels that it is in her best interest as a professional to keep everything strictly business. Things all change when her niece Jessica goes to a Reaper party and is there after family hour. London being the mother figure that she is for Jess she goes after her and who does she have to work with to get her out. That's right Picnic and he isn't exactly thrilled about the idea. This is a great book that shows you how the power of love can move mountains. I would recommend this book there is so much that goes on in it but I want you to have all the surprises yourself. So grab it as soon as it comes out you will not be sorry.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

The Reaper's Stand A Must read in my Opinion

Book Four in the Reaper’s MC Series
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As Reapers Motorcycle Club president, Reese “Picnic” Hayes has given his entire life to the club. After losing his wife, he knew he’d never love another woman. And with two daughters to raise and a club to manage, that was just fine with him. These days, Reese keeps his relationships free and easy—he definitely doesn’t want to waste his time on a glorified cleaning lady like London Armstrong.

Too bad he’s completely obsessed with her.

Besides running her own business, London’s got her junkie cousin’s daughter to look after—a more reckless than average eighteen-year-old. Sure she’s attracted to the Reapers’ president, but she’s not stupid. Reese Hayes is a criminal and a thug. But when her young cousin gets caught up with a ruthless drug cartel, Reese might be the only man who can help her. Now London has to make the hardest decision of her life—how far will she go to save her family?

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“Okay, let’s get some shit straight and then you can head out.” Great, here it came. The Talk. Fortunately I was ahead of him for once.

“Don’t worry, Reese. I know this was just a one-off for you, and that you don’t want a relationship. That’s what I needed, too, so in a way it’s perfect. No harm, no foul. We can just pretend this never happened.”

A scowl covered his face. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Us. Or rather, the fact that there isn’t an ‘us.’ I get it—you like to sleep around. I had a good time, but I’m not expecting a ring or anything.”

His eyes widened, and I smirked.

“Although I’ll be around if you want another booty call,” I added slyly.

Yay me! I’m a sophisticated woman who knows the difference between love and sex.

Reese’s scowl grew deeper, and then suddenly he moved and I was under him, pinned down against the bed. He pulled my hands up, holding them prisoner above my head.

“Are you fucked in the head?” he demanded harshly. “You get laid for the first time in years, it’s phenomenal—”

“Well, aren’t you the modest one?”

“It’s phenomenal,” he repeated, emphasizing the word heavily. “And now you’re just going to ignore me? I am not fuckin’ down with that.”


I heard voices as I approached the door, which was open a crack. (The frame had swollen up last winter and never quite gone back to normal, so you really had to fight to close it all the way. It was sand- wiched on the repair list between fixing the car and replacing the oven.)

“Your cousin deserves better than this,” I heard Hayes saying, and I couldn’t help but smile. Glad someone noticed my efforts. “If she’s smart, she’ll kick you out.”

“She’ll never kick me out,” Jess declared, and her voice sounded a little smug. A little slurred, too . . . Had she been drinking? Probably. “She’d feel guilty. She’ll always take care of me because she has to—you don’t know shit about us.”

He snorted.

“You think she takes care of you out of guilt?” he asked. “Nope— she loves you, although I can’t quite decide why. You need to figure out what you want to do with your life, because you can’t just drain her dry forever. Sooner or later she’ll be done with you.”

His words sounded so close to my own thoughts it was almost creepy. It also made me feel guilty, because the statement was so cold and hard. Not to mention true.

“It’s none of your business.”

“London is my business, little girl,” he said, and his tone was anything but nice. “I have plans for her, and they don’t include her crying over your bullshit. Don’t piss me off.”


I shuddered, and shook my head, burying my face in his shoulder as he started working my clit harder. My hips twisted over his, grinding his cock down hard as the tension built inside me.

“Ladies first,” he whispered, then used his hand on my ass to lift me just enough for him to shove three fingers down deep inside. Holy crap. I don’t know how he pulled it off logistically and I didn’t care. All that mattered was the way he filled me up and ground down on my clit at the same time. My heart was beating too fast and I felt dizzy with need and desire and pleasure that wound so tight I thought I might explode. Oh, God… please explode! Then it hit and I bit his shoulder so I wouldn’t scream, waves of ecstasy shattering me. My body went lump over his, and he pulled the hand that’d tortured me free. Then it was at my mouth, pushing inside until I tasted myself all over him as he gripped my jaw in a soft but firm hold.

“You ready to suck my cock?”

I nodded so fast it made me dizzy. Then I slithered down his body, ripping at his jeans and pulling his belt free. he lifted his hips to help me, his erection springing free to slap up against his belly. Id seen it before, of course, but never quite this close and personal. We hadn’t had a normal courtship, and I realized with a shock that we’d only had sex three times, total. Wow. Felt like so much more than that.

A little frission of excitement raced up my spine- there was so much more about him I couldn’t wait to learn. I giggled, giddy and he grinned down at me, wrapping his fingers tight into my hair.

“I feel like a kid when I’m with you.”

“I do, too,” I whispered back.


“Sit your ass down,” he said, his brilliant blue eyes flashing. The absolute authority and will in his tone was indisputable, reminding me that this was a very dangerous man.

I sat.

Hayes rose to his feet, coming to stand in front of me. Then he leaned down and rested his hands on the back of the couch on either side of my head. His gaze pinned me, and my adrenaline surged. What the hell was he planning to do?

“You do realize where you are?” he asked softly, which was way scarier than it would’ve been if he’d yelled at me. Quiet menace, carrying visions of bodies buried in shallow graves . . .

“You’re in my club. Outside this room are twenty men who will do anything to back me up. Anything. And outsidethis building are forests and mountains that reach all the way to Montana. Only witnesses out there are deer and maybe a moose or two. You sure you wanna piss me off? I just pulled my dick out of a willing woman’s mouth for you, so it’s not like I’m in a good mood to start with.”

I couldn’t breathe. My heart beat so fast that I thought it might explode out of my chest, and I knew for a fact that pissing him off was definitely the last thing I wanted to do. “Now ask me nicely to help you,” he said, the words slow and deliberate. I nodded, taking a minute to steel myself.

“Mr. Hayes, will you please help me find my cousin, Jessica?”



“Are you gonna sit down or not?” he asked.

“I’m really uncomfortable with”—I gestured toward the woman—“this.” “That’s not exactly my problem,” he said, dropping a hand to rest on her head. “But if it’s an issue, you can take her place.”

“No,” I said quickly.

“Then sit the fuck down and tell me why you’re here.”

His voice tightened, and I realized he was running out of patience. Fair enough—he obviously had other things on his  .  .  . ahem . . . mind. I carefully perched on the edge of the couch, facing the door. This was actually better, I realized. I didn’t have to look at him now. Although I could feel the woman’s movements through the furniture frame and that was very creepy.

“My cousin’s daughter is somewhere at this party,” I said quickly. “Her name is Jessica, and she has very poor judgment. I’d really like to get her out of here and home before she does something completely stupid.”

Like set the building on fire.

“You got shit timing.”

I didn’t respond, because what the hell would I say? So far as I knew, Hallmark didn’t make a “Sorry I Interrupted Your Oral Sex” card.


“Has Picnic given you a gun yet?” she asked, as if it were a per- fectly reasonable question. I shook my head, wondering if I’d some- how missed half the conversation.

“Just sort of seeing where things stand,” she said, smirking. That made no sense at all, so I decided to ignore it.

“Hi, I’m Em,” said a young woman with brown hair and Reese’s eyes. I recognized her immediately from the photos around his house and felt a sudden burst of nerves. This was his daughter. The one who’d moved to Portland last year, leaving him with an empty nest.
Why did I suddenly feel like I was in a job interview?

“Hi,” I said. “I’ve heard all about you. I didn’t realize you lived close enough to come to a party, though. I thought you were in Port- land with your . . .” I fumbled for the right word, because she didn’t seem old enough to use the term “old man.” But I was pretty sure he was more than a boyfriend, and they weren’t married. Awkward, trying to figure out how to say things.

“My old man is Hunter,” she said, her eyes sparkling as she said his name. “He’s here for the meet. Bunch of clubs coming together, but that doesn’t have anything to do with us. Your only job here is to have fun, okay? Let’s go get you a drink and we can talk. I want to get to know the woman who’s moved in with my dad.”

“I wouldn’t say we’ve moved in together . . .”

“Have you slept there more than one night?” she asked, her voice challenging. I nodded. “Well, that’s more than he’s done with any other woman since my mom died.”

Damn. No pressure there.


"So I guess this probably means our deal is off?"

Her voice sounded uncertain, almost scared. Still a little slurred, too. I turned to glare at her, taking in her tangled blonde hair, the curve of her generous hips in those tight jeans and the way her shirt drooped low enough to show plenty of cleavage.

"Not if you want to keep the club accounts," I growled, wondering why the hell I didn't just fire her ass. My cock reminded me that we weren't finished with her yet. "I'll see you out at my place on Tuesday. Make enough food for leftovers and maybe we'll have a talk about getting a crew into The Line."

"Thank you," she whispered.

"Eat shit," I said, and then slammed out the door.

Seems like a bit of an overreaction, Heather gloated as I climbed into my truck.
She could eat shit, too. Fucking women. Even dead, they stuck together.

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Previous Books in the Reaper’s MC Series

Reaper’s Property (bk 1)
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Reaper’s Legacy (bk 2)
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Devil’s Game (bk 3)
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Joanna Wylde
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Joanna is a freelance writer living in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. She started writing fiction in 2002, then took a long hiatus to explore other writing opportunities. She returned to fiction in January 2013 with ‘Reaper’s Property’, the first book in the Reapers Motorcycle Club series.

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Thursday, October 2, 2014

Backstage by A.M. Madden

Title: Backstage
Series: Back-Up #4
Author: A.M. Madden
Anticipated Release Date: October 27th, 2014
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Trey Taylor was loving life. Bass player to the world famous rock band Devil’s Lair, chicks falling to their knees at every turn, no one to be held accountable to for his actions…life rocked.
He had all he needed, food to sustain his body, sex to sustain his libido, rock to sustain his soul. For years he walked to the beat of his own drum, and made no excuses to anyone. Running and hiding can temporarily distract your fate, but it won’t derail it. Fate was coming for him, whether he liked it or not.
His past was gaining ground and threatening all the secrets he desperately tried to hide. His present was slowing him down, making him feel emotions he buried years ago. The two are about to collide. Will Trey survive the impact?
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A.M. Madden's debut novel Back-up is the first of three in The Back-Up Series. Book 2, Front & Center is also available on Amazon. Book 3, Encore will be released June 2014.
A.M. Madden is a wife, a mother, an avid reader of romance novels and now an author. In Back-up she aspired to create a fun, sexy, realistic romantic story. She wanted to create characters that the reader could relate to and feel as if they knew personally. A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she loves getting lost in a good book. She also uses every free moment of her time writing, while raising teenage boys.
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