Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Everywhere and Every Way by Jennifer Probst *Review*

*I received a eARC of this book for my honest review*



Hot on the heels of her beloved Marriage to a Billionaire novels,New York Times bestselling author Jennifer Probst nails it with the first in an all-new sexy romance series featuring red-hot contractor siblings who give the Property Brothers a run for their money!

Ever the responsible eldest brother, Caleb Pierce started working for his father’s luxury contracting business at a young age, dreaming of one day sitting in the boss’s chair. But his father’s will throws a wrench in his plans by stipulating that Caleb share control of the family business with his two estranged brothers.

Things only get more complicated when demanding high-end home designer Morgan hires Caleb to build her a customized dream house that matches her specifications to a T—or she’ll use her powerful connections to poison the Pierce brothers’ reputation. Not one to ignore a challenge, Caleb vows to get the job done—if only he can stop getting distracted by his new client’s perfect…amenities.

But there’s more to icy Morgan than meets the eye. And Caleb’s not the only one who knows how to use a stud-finder. In fact, Morgan is pretty sure she’s found hers—and he looks quite enticing in a hard hat. As sparks fly between Morgan and Caleb despite his best intentions not to mix business and pleasure, will she finally warm up and help him lay the foundation for everlasting love?
 


MY THOUGHTS



Jennifer Probst does it again! If you are a fan of her's you will absolutely love this book.

Everywhere and Every Way is book one in Jennifer Probst's new series, Billionaire Builders and I am so very happy I read this book because it is so very well done and I just couldn't put this book down at all.

You can tell that Jennifer Probst did her research .

I do highly recommend this book.

You can now purchase this book online and at your local bookstore.

I give this book 5 out of 5

Feel The Heat, Rockford Fire Department Series by Kathryn Shay Release Blitz

Feel the Heat

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FEEL THE HEAT

Book Title: Feel The Heat, Rockford Fire Department Series 
Author: Kathryn Shay Genre:Romance 
Release Date: May 31, 2016 
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She saves him from a fire, then steals his heart without even trying. When white hot attraction kicks in, sparks fly!

Francey Cordaro is a dedicated firefighter, devoted daughter and a loyal friend who has made her way in a man’s world. She rejects material goods, doesn’t give a whit about her striking looks and focuses on saving lives, spending time with her family and friends, working out and playing poker with the guys.

Until she meets Alex Templeton.

A wealthy businessman, Alex is the epitome of success in every area of his life. A decent man, he returns home to run the family company when his father takes ill and his brother loses his way. What he can’t control is his reaction to the sexy firefighter who dragged him from near death. She’s gorgeous, fun-loving and challenges him at every turn. But she refuses a relationship with him.

With differences that rival champagne vs. beer, uptown galas vs. karaoke bars, and the world of high finance vs. the reality of walking into burning buildings, their relationship seems doomed. Or is it?

With a secondary reunion romance as fiery as Alex and Francey’s, and cameo appearances of readers’ favorite firefighters from Hidden Cove, as well as Shay’s trademark tense and exciting rescue scenes, this book will pull on your heartstrings and make you route for these very likable characters.

Be sure to read the rest of the Rockford Fire Department: RISKING IT ALL, CODE OF HONOR and NEVER FAR AWAY, as well as all of the Hidden Cove Firefighters series.

*** NEW YORK TIMES bestselling author Kathryn Shay spent five years riding fire trucks with a large city fire department, eating in their firehouses and interviewing hundreds of America's Bravest.

Praise for FEEL THE HEAT:

“Ms. Shay’s romance features richly drawn characters in a fresh role reversals, solid friction and sensual fire.” RT Book Reviews, Top Pick

“All the characters are so real, as are the descriptions of firefighting. The way these individuals deal with their lives and loves makes for fascinating reading.” Old Book Barn Gazette

“I made the mistake of starting this while out of town on business that kept me from reading most of the day. I advise you to make sure you have uninterrupted reading time when you pick this up. Fascinating.” All About Romance

“The characterization of Alex and Francey could be described as exquisite. I know I’ll put FEEL THE HEAT on my shelf and pull it out in six months when I want a good re-read.” The Romance Reader
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The siren wailed and the horn blared as Quint Twelve, one of Rockford Fire Department’s state-of-the-art trucks, tore into the Templeton warehouse parking lot. The other rig in the house, the Midi, which carried medical equipment, rolled behind them. Francey Cordaro felt a jolt of adrenaline when they hit the fire ground, and her heartbeat quickened at the sight of the thick black smoke billowing from the building. The trucks squealed to a halt, and the crew catapulted out of the cab. They were second in, as another firehouse had beaten them to the scene.

While the captain sprinted to Incident Command for instructions from the battalion chief, the rest of themhefted hoses out of the Quint’s bed, removed the pry tools and twisted the heavy steel valves to open the vehicle’s water tanks.

“Hell of a way to start your thirtieth birthday, France,” Roncowsky, the rookie, said as he yanked on a line.

“You got that right, kid.”

Captain Knight strode back to them like a general ready to mobilize his troops. His radio pulsed as much static as orders from the chief. “Engine Sixteen’s ventilating the roof on the east side. They got two hoses in the front door. They figured the place was empty this time of night, but after they went in, a passerby told the battalion chief there might be somebody inside. Seems his car wasn’t spotted till just now. We’re going in the west side. There’s a wrought-iron staircase on the outside wall leading up to the office level.”

“Tough luck,” Dylan O’Roarke, her good friend, and excellent firefighter commented on the news that a victim was in the burning building.

The cap faced Francey. “Cordaro, make the forced entry up there. Office is to the left about twenty feet—we’ll look for the guy in there first. I’ll bring in the thermal imaging camera.” He flicked a glance at Dylan. “O’Roarke, take a hose in with her. Roncowsky andDuke, other members of the group who were on the second truck, will follow with a second line.” One driver would stay with the rigs and oversee water delivery.

Francey grabbed the pry tool, raced to the warehouse and bolted up the wrought-iron stairs, the men hauling the lines behind her. She reached the entrance in seconds and sprang the lock on the heavy steel door. Captain Knight barked their position into the radio, then all four firefighters donned their breathing masks and switched on their air flow. Francey shoved an ax-like halligan into her pocket in case it was needed inside and took her place on the tip of the hose. With Dylan behind her and Robbie in back of the captain on the other side, they entered the burning building.

A thick blanket of black smoke enveloped them. It was like being blindfolded, but the thermal camera would help the captain detect any bodies with different heat signatures from the ambient temperature around them. “Go down the west hall. I see something in a room.”

Crouching low, they inched along the wall. Franceygroped the floor in front of her. She and Dylan pulled the charged hose down the wide hallway while the rookie and Duke mirrored their actions on the other side. The sound of water slapping on the fire below them indicated Engine Sixteen must have found the seat of the blaze.

About twenty feet into the warehouse, sweat trickling down her shirt, Francey heardKnight’s command into the radio. “In the room on the left, Cordaro.”

She felt the outline of a closed door. She let Dylan take the hose, stood, threw off her glove and tested the door with the back of her hand. Not too hot. She twisted the knob. It opened, but only partway.

Reaching around, she found abody slumped on the floor just inside the smoke-filled room, partly blocking theirentrance. She eased herself inside and squinted to make out his form.

She managed to get him upright and dug her hands under his armpits. God, he was heavy. Over two hundred, she guessed. Slowly, she drew him back, the other guys opened the door then she dragged him into the hall. Duke got the legs of the victim. The smoke still a thick curtain, she walked backward behind the others who retraced their steps to the outside staircase. Dylan led the way with the hose. When they reached the exit, Francey stepped onto the landing backward and edged around to take the stairs.

Still unconscious, the man jerked spasmodically. The movement threw Francey off balance. Let go of him! she thought wildly. You’re going to fall. She did, and momentum took her down the steps. Her left arm banged on the railing, and pain splintered through her.

Her head hit something hard—and the world went black.

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Experience in Firefighting by Kathryn Shay

Imagine this: it’s six a.m. on a Sunday morning and a call comes over the P.A. system: “Stabbing on Brown Street. Midi 8 go into service.” Two firefighters jump into the little medical truck—with me sandwiched in between them. Off we go with sirens blaring, taking corners like race car drivers. The dispatch coming into the truck warned, “Firefighters are NOT go into the building until the police arrive.” As a wife, mother, teacher and ordinary person, I wondered, “What am I doing here?”

The answer: I was in this situation because I was given permission from the city where I live to ride along with our firefighters to research a series of books. This wasn’t the only exciting run I participated in during the five years I worked with the Rochester Fire Department. There was a snowy night where we raced to a college dorm that was on fire. Though I couldn’t go inside, I watched the guys run in from the freezing weather and carry people back out into it, the puffs of cold air from their breathing creating an unreal cloud around them. There was the time a basement flooded and we went inside to find the people did not speak English. We had to phone the gas company before a rookie could wade in. Once, I went to a training session, where the officers filled a house with mist and tied a dummy down. The guys had to rescue it. A very nice lieutenant took me by the hand and led me inside. I was literally blinded by mist, as they operate all the time, only real smoke surrounds them.

One of my most favorite parts of the research was training with recruits at the fire academy. I crawled through the maze like the rookies did, blindfolded. I went about two feet with mine on and had to pull it off. I posed as their victim in an EMS qualification exercise, where they had to take my pulse, check my respiration and once, save me from bleeding to death. On another occasion, they dressed me up in their gear, let me hold a hose so I could tell the difference between one charged with water vs. one with foam. (They also stood behind to catch me when the recoil hit and I tumbled backwards.) Once, at night, they powered up the HazMat Truck to show me how to test for anthrax. Another time, they took the rig with the Hurst tools, used for car accidents, out of service for an hour so I could learn about the pry tools and generators—I started one—and the hold the Jaws of Life.

In addition to all these exciting experiences, I spent time with the firefighters. Some of them invited me to their houses to talk to their husbands or wives. I interviewed a female firefighter at length and got good insight into what it was like to be a woman in a modern firefighter department. I dined on countless dinners, lunches, and coffees late into the evenings to hear their stories: how they were burned, how they hated to be called heroes, some rescues they would never forget. And, of course, how horrific 9/11 was for them. Firefighters are an affectionate lot—they hug and playfully punch each other. One afternoon, as we all sat at the kitchen table, a guy went around massaging the necks of his colleagues. He got to me and massaged my neck, too. (That was really cool.)

Not only did all of the above allow me to write realistic firefighting scenes, but I also learned how firefighting is a grueling, frightening and adrenaline-pumping experience. The men and women who do it are selfless, intense, quietly heroic with a black sense of humor and a deep sense of integrity. I feel the success of my books is due to my experiences with them and will be forever grateful to firefighters everywhere for the job they do.

meet the author

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A NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY bestselling author, Kathryn Shay has been a lifelong writer and teacher. She has written dozens of self-published original romance titles, print books with the Berkley Publishing Group and Harlequin Enterprises and mainstream women’s fiction with Bold Strokes Books. She has won five RT Book Reviews awards, four Golden Quills, four Holt Medallions, the Bookseller’s Best Award, Foreword Magazine’s Book of the Year and several “Starred Reviews.” Her novels have been serialized in COSMOPOLITAN magazine and featured in USA TODAY, THE WALL STREET JOURNAL and PEOPLE magazine. There are over five million copies of her books in print, along with hundreds of thousands downloaded online. Reviewers have called her work “emotional and heart-wrenching.”
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Monday, May 30, 2016

For the Clan by Archer Kay Leah #BlogTour

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Book Title: For the Clan 
Author: Archer Kay Leah 
Genre: Science fiction romance 
Release Date: May 25, 2016 
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Canada, 2165 AD. The Water Wars and a decimated economy have taken their toll. Anyone who doesn't live in a military-patrolled metropolis lives in a clan. But being in a clan doesn't mean safety.

And for a Ven like Roan Lee, it doesn't matter where he lives. Safety is a luxury. So is freedom.

Roan is desperate to escape the governtary's exploitation and torture. He is nothing to them but 54σK1, an artifact born from a genetic mishap. When the chance to escape arises, he makes a run for it—and encounters the lover from his past, twisting his future into a second chance he never expected.

As leaders of Clan Teach, Jace Ama and his wife, Cayra Diega, have enough difficulty keeping their people safe. When Roan is thrown to their feet as a prisoner, their marriage becomes an additional challenge. Jace still loves Roan, but where does that place Cayra?

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Roan ignored Jace's gesture and pulled himself up with a grunt. Silent, he took the sunglasses from Jace and slipped them on.

"I'm sorry," Jace whispered, hoping Roan could understand it wasn't just about how the sentries treated him; it was over things for which Jace could never apologize enough.

Behind the sunglasses, there was no hint of emotion.

Jace's breath hitched. This was what they'd become: one man without emotion and the other with only part of a heart.

He hated the governtary more than he ever had.

"Here, drink this," Cayra demanded, her voice breaking through Jace's seething thoughts. Her tan hand thrust a metal bottle towards Roan. She'd run back to their tent without him noticing, Jace realized.

Roan remained still.

Cayra held the bottle further. "Go on. Won't kill you. It's water. You need it more than I do."

After a moment of silence, Roan accepted the bottle. "Thanks," he muttered before taking a drink.

"What are you doing here?" Jace asked.

Roan grunted, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "What are you doing here?"

Jace blinked. What kind of question was that?

"Last I knew, you were up on Lake Huron," Roan continued. "Oh, wait, that's when you all sold me out. Guess a lot changes in fifteen years."

"Roan…" Jace looked at the ground. There was no mistaking the sarcasm in Roan's tone, not that Jace blamed him. It was the sound of Jace's guilt, wrapped up in words he couldn't bring himself to say. But not here. Not in front of everyone gaping at the two of them as if Jace had lost his mind. Behind him, clan members whispered. They wanted to know everything.

They would have to settle for knowing nothing.

Jace spun towards the crowd. "This man is not a prisoner," he announced, "and he will not be a prisoner. He once was part of our family; a dedicated member of Clan Teach. Through no fault of his own, he was ripped away from us. So we'll show him the same courtesy as we did then." The whispers stopped as he raised his hand. "And just to make sure we're all on the same page, I'm invoking Clan Leader Privilege."

The shocked expressions told him all he needed to know.

He hated being leader.

"Maybe we should get you into the tent," Cayra suggested, pulling Jace back. When she touched Roan's shoulder, he flinched and curled away from her. She recoiled without a hint of surprise. "Just to talk. Come on… Roan."

"You can yell at me in there," Jace added, hoping it wasn't a true incentive.

Part of him was dismayed the moment Roan relented and followed them to the tent. Maybe Roan hated him more than he thought. Maybe the sunglasses were a saving grace, hiding years of rage behind a tint of indifference.

"I'm sorry," Jace whispered as they entered the tent.

"Heard you the first time," Roan answered, his flat tone saying almost nothing.
Except how much he doesn't want to be here, and how much he doesn't want to see me.
Stopped in the middle of the tent, Jace spun towards Roan, bringing him to a halt. Cayra pulled the tent flaps shut, their clasps swaying with the canvas. To Jace's disappointment, Cayra's expression was too difficult to decipher. She had yet to ask him questions. Who was Roan? Why was Jace acting weird? Why? What? He would've entertained all of them.

Cayra didn't ask, not even as she took her place by Jace's side.

No one was talking to him. Not his former lover. Not his wife.

Fuck.
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Themes:

Hurts – Blood, Tears & Gold
Hurts – Somebody to Die For
Hurts – Unspoken
Hurts – Wonderful Life
Jetta – I'd Love To Change the World
Tove Lo – Scream My Name
Portishead – Roads


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Accost – Warsaw Pact Yard Sale
Chumbawamba – Outsider
Chumbawamba – The Good Ship Lifestyle
Cinephile – Comatose
Deuce – America (explicit)
Duran Duran – Come Undone
Eivør Pálsdóttir – Is It Cold Outside
Eklipse – In the End
Eklipse – Wonderful Life
Ellie Goulding – Hanging On
Five Finger Death Punch – Far From Home
Hurts – Blind
Imagine Dragons – Nothing Left To Say
James Newton Howard (feat. Jennifer Lawrence) – The Hanging Tree
Madonna – Live to Tell
Marina and the Diamonds – Lies
MS MR – Bones
Plumb – Damaged
Radical Face – The Gilded Hand
XOV – Animal
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Archer Kay Leah was raised in Canada, growing up in a port town at a time when it was starting to become more diverse, both visibly and vocally. Combined with the variety of interests found in Archer’s family and the never-ending need to be creative, this diversity inspired a love for toying with characters and their relationships, exploring new experiences and difficult situations.

Archer most enjoys writing speculative fiction and is engaged in a very particular love affair with fantasy, especially when it is dark and emotionally charged. When not reading and writing for work or play, Archer is a geek with too many hobbies and keeps busy with other creative endeavors, a music addiction, and whatever else comes along. Archer lives in London, Ontario with a same-sex partner and their cat.
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