BOOK REVIEW — Swink (Landry Family, #5) by Adriana Locke

I’m that guy.

Camilla Landry rustles against me, the silky fabric of her overpriced lingerie slipping along my bruised rib. The porcelain perfection of her skin is even more innocent against the colorful ink dotting my own. It’s demure meets damaged, pampered meets punctured. 

So, yeah, it’s obvious I’m that guy. Dominic Hughes. Her attempt at rebellion. Her bid to see what the other side of the tracks feel like. I’m okay with being used because, from where I’m sitting, the other side of the tracks have never looked so good. 

Rating & Review


This book is AH-MA-ZING!!! Adriana Locke always delivers a romance that I fall in love with more and more after every release and characters you can't help but feel an affinity to. She always hits a home run with me.

description He’s wild and uncivilized, but disciplined and thoughtful too. Being with him is like the real world doesn’t exist. It’s like there aren’t societal rules with stupid expectations. With Dom, I can do what I want. I can be whatever I want. It’s a crazy, exciting life.

Whenever an Adriana Locke book lands on my Kindle I can't even begin to describe the emotions that go through me. I am at that point where I am willing to drop and have dropped anything I am doing just to get lost in the characters and different worlds she creates.

The Landry Family Series is one of the very few series that I have been stuck on from the beginning to the end, considering that a different couple is featured in every book. In these type of series, I can never go past the second or third book because I think that it does not manage to capture me the way the first one did. With this series, it has been the complete opposite. With each book in this series, it has actually become harder for me to distinguish which one I like the best and which Landry sibling is my favorite because ugh! it is hard to choose because they are all FANTASTIC!

With the Landry men having already set a bar for me, I was waiting to see if Dominic would live up to those expectations. And BOY, did he live up to them! Dominic Hughes was one character that I fell in love with instantly. He has this air to him that makes you want to know more about him and when you get these little glimpses you can't help but fall in love with him. From having a troubled childhood to an adulthood that has been nothing but more down and fewer ups, he reminded me a teeny-tiny bit of Graham in his visage, but a rougher version of him.

Camilla Landry aka Cam aka Swink is the sweetest and kindest of the Landry siblings and I fell in love with her in the first book. A complete opposite to Dominic in every way possible, Dominic is one thing Cam never thought she wanted in her life. A life that is a million miles apart from his.

description The only girl I care about is standing in a beautiful yellow dress right in front of me. And despite the fact that I am semi-annoyed that she can’t listen to save her soul and showed up here at ten at night alone, she’s all that matters to me.

The romance, the relationship between Cam and Dom is real and tangible and tumultuous. The way that Cam needed Dom and wanted him to want her in the same capacity pulled me in. It wasn't too heavy nor was it filled with sex scenes but rather rawer in the way how a real-life relationship would be had two people were in the same situation as them.

One of my favorite parts of this book was the relationship that Ryder, Dom's nephew, and Cam shared. The affinity and affection they shared with each of which we get little glimpses of made this book add in the levity between Dom and Cam like this one:

description Look who’s here, Ry!” Nate looks at me and grins.
“Camilla!” He holds his arms out to me, his little blue eyes sparkling.
“Hey, Ryder,” I say, wiping my hands on a towel. Lifting him off his father’s shoulders, he wraps his arms around my neck.
“How are you, buddy?”
“I’m making breakfast. Want to help?”
“Yes. I missed you,” he says, pulling his face away from mine. “You’re so pretty.”
“Easy there, Ry,” Dominic says. “That’s my girl.”
“My girl,” he says, burying his face in my neck again.


It's a Locke book so it obvious that I love, live and recommend it! I absolutely ADORED every single minute of reading this book! Dominic was the perfect addition to the ever growing Landry Family and ugh! I am suffering from borderline diabetes because of this family! Lol! But in all seriousness do give this book and this series a chance if you already haven't. You won't be disappointed!

BOOK REVIEW — SIN (Vegas Nights, #1) by Emma Hart

Damien Fox lived up to his name.
Cunning, sly, and dangerous, fifty percent of Vegas’ strip clubs were his.
Whatever he wanted, money, attention, women, he got.
And now he wanted to buy my bar, no matter the cost.
I wanted him to go to hell on a first-class ticket.
He played a dirty game, and I followed his rules. I let him think he would win.
Despite our differences, it was clear to see that we were no more than two broken hearts colliding in the darkness.
Closed off, sexy, and holding a pain that would crush a lesser man, he was the ultimate sin.
One I couldn’t deny myself, even though I knew better than to trust a fox...

Rating & Review


One alpha irresistible male. One sassy female. One storyline that is hot, sexy, swoony and oh so sinful. Sin reminded me of Emma of the past and I couldn't have asked for more!

description He was Heaven and Hell and all the sins in between. This kiss wasn’t just a sin, and neither was he. It was the sin. He was the ultimate sin.

Emma has one after the other, delivered books that are hot, sexy and swoon worthy romances that have me hooked and them some. There is always that "something" that jumps up from her stories and captures you and you can't help but remember it time and again.

Her characters are always in some way or the other relatable and very easy to lose yourself into and see them as yourselves. The banter, the sass, the one-liners, the heat, the confessions, the love every thing incorporated makes for a scintillating romance that I always have a hard time putting down.

Damien Fox is cunning, sharp and ruthless and will go to any length and means to get what he wants. And now he has his eyes set on a bar, The Scarlet Letter, and he will get that by any means. It was supposed to be a simple form of coercion and wooing but what he didn't factor in was the bar owner, Dahlia Lloyd.

Dahlia Lloyd is everything that Damien didn't think of. Sassy, strong, confident and add into that Damien cannot seem to think properly around her she is at par with him. The Scarlet Letter is a symbol of her parents love for each other and she will do anything to save it.

description Fools rushed in.
Fools fell in love.
Fools kept the scars.
I didn’t want to be a fool.
Not for him. Anyone but him.
Yet, there I was.

Tempting, hot and sinful, Sin is entertaining from cover to cover. The chemistry is off the charts and add in the sexy moments and you've got the Emma Hart trademark which honestly, is H-O-T! The characters are the perfect mix of vulnerability behind the bold visage that underlines their thoughts and actions. Oh, and the sass. You can never have an Emma Hart book without the sass that is a prerequisite and something that I always look forward to.

So, if you like your reads extra hot with a slice of sassy and sweetness, pick this up!

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Chapter One
I’m not sure how you handle things where you come from, Mr. Wolfe, but I can assure you it is not how we handle things in Gingham Lakes. Mrs. Tindall has been a value to our small community since the fifties, and her family long before then, and I have every intention of securing that legacy for many years to come. Why don’t you make things easier on yourself and remain in your high-rise office, which I’m sure affords you quite the dramatic view of Manhattan. You seem better suited for that than our ‘provincial’ town.

I didn’t even fight the satisfied smile that pulled at my lips as I let my eyes retrace her latest email.
God, this woman was a handful.
Determined and feisty.
A challenge I couldn’t wait to take on.
For the last five months, we’d been going back and forth via email. My interactions with this tough-as-nails attorney, who was working pro bono for a tiny company in an even tinier city in Alabama, had escalated with each click of send.
Maybe it was a little sick that I’d come to crave this game.
Cat and mouse.
Round and round.
She was sharp and obviously loyal. I’d never even seen her. But apparently, I didn’t have to. Just sitting there and reading the fight in her words made my dick hard.
There was nothing like a strong woman who knew what she wanted.
The best part was I wanted it more.
My laptop screen burned through the dim light of my high-rise office, which did indeed offer the most spectacular view of Manhattan. With a smirk, I leaned forward and let my fingers fly across the keyboard.

That is where you’re mistaken, Ms. Redd. I’m sure you’re well aware of our company’s reputation. The Wolfe name is the very definition of success. It’s the cornerstone on which our company has been built, and I will not let that name be tarnished. I will have that building, and in the end, my hotel will stand in its place. I’m trying to be fair, but make no mistake, if you force me into a corner, I will come out, teeth bared. I’ve been told they’re sharp.

A shock of lust curled in my gut as I sent the email. Why did I get the feeling I would love sinking my teeth into this woman?
It took only a few moments before my inbox pinged with a new message.

Is that a threat, Mr. Wolfe? Because if it is, I can assure you, my nails are equally as long, and I never hesitate to fight back.

Visions assaulted me. Ones of her nails clawing at my shoulders and raking down my back. Her body straining beneath mine as I ravaged her.
My breaths turned shallow as I typed out a response.

Is that a promise or your own threat, Ms. Redd? I’m up for either.

God. What the fuck did I think I was doing? I’d always been about the job. But this woman…this fiery woman had me stepping out of bounds. Saying things I knew I should never say.
Her response was almost immediate.

Don’t flatter yourself. You’re clearly compensating, and I definitely don’t need that kind of disappointment. Save yourself the trip. You wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself with that kind of failure.

“Oh, you went there, did you?” I murmured beneath my breath. I fucking loved that she didn’t hold back. My teeth scraped my lower lip, my mouth watering as I gave into the chase.

Failure is not a part of my vocabulary, Ms. Redd. I think we’ve already established that. But don’t worry, at the end of all of this, you will be thanking me.

I pressed send a little too eagerly, becoming even more excited when I clicked into her quick response.

Only in your lofty, lofty dreams, Mr. Wolfe. I will see to it those dreams are crushed.

A chuckle rumbled free, and I rubbed at my jaw. She had no idea just how much pleasure I would take in crushing her.
This could have been an easy acquisition.
We’d made a more than generous offer, after all. Instead of accepting it and moving on, they let nostalgia taint their decision and rejected the small fortune.
Some people didn’t seem to understand when it was best to take the path of least resistance.
But you wouldn’t see me complaining. They had no clue just how much I relished the battle.
My cell bleeped and lit up where it rested on the glass desk, and I subdued the irritation that fought to work its way up my throat. I cleared it as I rocked forward and accepted the call.
“Father,” I said by way of hello as I stood and shrugged into my suit jacket before closing down my laptop and sliding it into its leather case.
“Son. Tell me you’ve taken care of the issue.”
“I’m working on it.”
“Working on it isn’t good enough. I needed this finished yesterday.”
I gritted my teeth in an attempt to keep from spitting the words at him. “I told you, I would handle this one my way.”
He huffed. “Haven’t you figured out yet that your way doesn’t work?”
A jolt of bitter laughter tripped from my tongue. “I think I’ve cleaned up enough of your messes that you would have realized by now that it does.”
If it were up to my father, he would have gone in there and basically stolen that building right out from under that old lady. His men had no qualms about making a threat or two to get what he wanted, bending people to his will by cowardly shows of force.
Silence traveled the line, the two of us at odds, the constant contention that had churned between us since I was a little boy so close to reaching its boiling point.
“Two weeks, Broderick. Two weeks,” he finally said. There was no missing the threat.
“I won’t need them.” My voice lowered. “And I’m warning you—do not interfere in this. I will do this my way.”
“We’ll see.” That was the last thing he said before the line went dead.
Fuck. I squeezed the phone in my hand. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to send my phone sailing through the air.
Broderick Wolfe Sr. thought he was the epitome of success.
Believed his efforts were what Wolfe Industries was built upon.
When in truth, the man was nothing but underhanded deals and greed.
Those were footsteps I refused to walk in.
I worked relentlessly for what I wanted.
Chased it.
Hunted it until I had it in my clutches.
And when I won? It was because I was actually the best at what I did.
I buttoned a single button on my jacket and shook out the cuffs. Lifting my chin, I grabbed my case and strode out the door.
I had work to do.
And I was going to love every second of it.

COVER REVEAL — Hate to Love You by Tijan


Hate to Love You, an all-new standalone from New York Times Bestseller Tijan is coming August 28th!


Hate to Love You by Tijan Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publication Date: August 28th

Rule #1: No hot guys.
It might sound ridiculous. I get it. It kind of is, but college was supposed to be my sanctuary. It was my place to start over. The rumors, the whispers, and the jealousy I endured through high school would all be gone.
No one would know me at college.
Rule #2: No drama.
I’d major in pre-law. I’d make a few loyal friends. Everything would be easy breezy. No one was going to use me or hurt me. I wouldn’t let them.
Rule #3: New year. New place. New me.
And all because of Shay Coleman.
Football captain and quarterback, he was the big guy on campus. The cocky guy in my political science class with a smirk. I hated him on sight . . .
. . . and he was about to break all my rules.

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Tijan is a New York Times Bestselling author that writes suspenseful and unpredictable novels. Her characters are strong, intense, and gut-wrenchingly real with a little bit of sass on the side. Tijan began writing later in life and once she started, she was hooked. She’s written multi-bestsellers including the Carter Reed Series, the Fallen Crest Series, and the Broken and Screwed Series among others. She is currently writing a new YA series along with so many more from north Minnesota where she lives with a man she couldn’t be without and an English Cocker she adores. To find what to read next of hers, go to WALL STREET JOURNAL, NEW YORK TIMES, AND USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR


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