I don’t know what love is anymore.

Well, that’s not entirely true, but I’m going to tell you a little secret: I’ve lost the spark.

You know the kind of spark I’m talking about?

Where butterflies take flight in your stomach from two hands innocently colliding. Or catching your breath when you first meet someone attractive. Yeah, that spark.

Except I haven't felt that feeling in forever; there is nothing left inside of me.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem--but I’m a writer on a serious deadline, and my editor is breathing down my neck for a romantic, Nicholas Sparks type love story. No pressure, right?

That's how I find myself flying across the country to crash a wedding in the name of research, dress and heels stuffed into my small suitcase.

It should be the easiest book research ever. Drinking some free champagne, basking in the love of two strangers, and tapping into my romantic side. That will be a breeze. I'm a pro. I can handle this.

Until I mistakenly end up in the wrong hotel room, naked as the day I was born, with the sexiest human I have ever met staring me down, wondering what I'm doing taking a shower in his bathroom. I don't think calling it research will get me out of this pickle.



Chills scream their way down my arms and legs, my nipples pucker, and just like that, with one word, all humor vanishes from our little conversation and awareness of this all-consuming man wrapped around me hits me hard.

Gathering myself, I say, “Tell me something Chris and Justine know about you.”

“Hmm.” His thumbs hook under the waistband of my shorts, playing with the lower part of my hipbones. His touch spurs on my pelvis, needing to rock, begging for him to go lower. My toes curl in my sandals and my back slightly arches, reaching for more. “Something they know about me.”

His mouth doesn’t stray from its position against my ear, and his hips start to slowly move underneath me, his legs tangling with mine. Involuntarily, one of my hands hooks the back of his neck as I hold on tightly to him, feeling like I need support from the onslaught of sensation I’m feeling.

I hear him say something, but it doesn’t register in my brain, which has turned to mush as his thumbs stray from my hipbones to right above my pubic bone.

There is no denying how turned on I am, how wet I am from his mere touch, how much—despite my reservations—I want this man.

With each stroke, my head turns farther and farther to the side until our noses are touching, Beck’s head bends forward to meet me halfway. My eyes flutter shut for a brief moment before I open them and am captured by those flecks of green and gold.

The air stills around us, our breath mixing, swirling between us, our lips so close.

One swipe of this thumb.

Another one.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t focus.

Another swipe, my head leans even closer, my tongue wetting my lips.

One more swipe . . .

My heart hammers in my chest, my skin prickling with awareness.

Beck brings his mouth even closer, only a whisper away now, and he waits.

Holding still.

His breathing feeling erratic beneath me.




And I’m gone.

I bring my mouth to his, slowly parting my lips ever so slightly, just enough to maneuver my mouth across his.

A low, provocative moan escapes Beck as one of his hands snags the back of my head and holds me in place, almost as if he lets go, I’ll disappear.

Needing more, I shift on his lap so I’m straddling him once again, my hands on his bare chest, feeling the powerful sinew that holds him together.

Our lips press and mold, mingling, taking, begging . . .


Beck’s tongue runs against my bottom lip, eliciting a moan from deep within me, lighting a fire so hot, so wild, my hands start to travel up his neck to his cheeks where I grip him, positioning his head so when I open my mouth, I can expertly dive my tongue onto his.

He groans, his lap shifting against mine now, his hard-on pressing against my wet and throbbing center. I match his rocking, using my position on his lap to take advantage of his length I can feel through his board shorts.

This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen, but God, am I happy it has. Maybe I really should live in the moment, maybe I should take advantage of the opportunity, maybe I should…



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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!


Oh my god I am such an idiot. I read the blurb for switch hitter and was so ready to dive right in. Add in the fact I love Sara Ney’s writing and I couldn't get my grabby hands on it fast enough.

Then I started it and realised I had already read it in the Team Player anthology and loved it, so I did a happy little re-read. I just wish it was longer. Not that it needed to be, the story was perfect, I just would have loved to stay in their world for as long as possible.

Amelia was so sweet and despite the whole twin swap thing she still felt so honest and I really did enjoy watching her fall for Diego while fighting to be honorable. And Diego was the perfect NA hero. I loved him so hard and he dealt with the twin swap so perfectly.

The whole book just flowed so well i really couldn't get enough of it and with how short and sweet it was I didn't have to put it down. And now I cant wait to get my grabby hands on jock row.

Hero, an all-new sexy and emotional standalone romance by Lauren Rowe is Available NOW! 

A standalone contemporary romance in the MORGAN BROTHERS SERIES from USA Today Bestselling Author Lauren Rowe. The story of firefighter Colby Morgan that proves heroes come in many forms . . 

The first time I laid eyes on Lydia Decker, I couldn’t speak. Or breathe. Or string two coherent thoughts together.
And I don’t mean any of that figuratively.
I’m not talking about a guy being floored by the sight of a gorgeous woman—although, of course, Lydia is gorgeous beyond words.
No, when I first laid eyes on Lydia Decker—my physical therapist—I was lying flat on my back in the ICU, high as a kite on painkillers, breathing on a ventilator, my bones as broken and splintered as my spirit.
When I first laid eyes on Lydia Decker, she was a ray of light in the dark. Hope for the hopeless. A salve for my singed and battered soul.
She said she’d been assigned to fix me. That she was there to bring me back to life. She said helping me was her calling.
And then she touched me. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. She healed me.
And I fell in love.
But what I didn’t know . . . what I couldn’t possibly know . . . was that Lydia Decker needed fixing far more than I ever did.


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 USA Today and internationally bestselling author Lauren Rowe lives in San Diego, California, where, in addition to writing books, she performs with her dance/party band at events all over Southern California, writes songs, takes embarrassing snapshots of her ever- patient Boston terrier, Buster, spends time with her family, and narrates audiobooks. Much to Lauren’s thrill, her books have been translated all over the world in multiple languages and hit multiple domestic and international bestseller lists. To find out about Lauren’s upcoming releases and giveaways, sign up for Lauren’s emails at Lauren loves to hear from readers! Send Lauren an email from her website, say hi on Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook by searching for @laurenrowebooks.  
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Before I start this review I think I really need to admit that I didn’t read the blurb for this book. I just jumped right on in after seeing it was one of my beloved Morgan Brothers. So if you’ve read Ball Peen Hammer you know there were a lot of laughs and that was what I expected here. What I didn’t know was coming was to be in hysterical tears for a large part of the story but hey I am 9 months pregnant and this book was so full of feels.

Ok so first up yes I cried like a baby from the start of this book but despite the fact it had some truly devastating moments the overall feel of the story was so positive and full of love I couldn’t put it down. I just had to see them get their happily ever after after everything they both went through.

Colby was as amazing as all of the Morgan family have been. He was so sweet and determined I was behind him from the very start. And of course as the book name suggests he was an absolute hero through and through. There was nothing I didn’t love about him.

But the true hero for me was Lydia.Which is saying something because I truly loved Colby. But OMG Lydia was so strong and overcame so much I just wanted to hug her. She is one of the most kickarse leading ladies I have read in a while.

As much as I loved this story I did have a few issues that I need to point out are things that are my issues and most people probably wouldn’t even notice or care about but I have to state them. First I felt like there wasn’t any closure with Lydia’s in-laws, I really would have loved to see them at the end be part of it all or not but I felt like it was just left out and I wanted some resolution there. And secondly this is written in the same time as the last few books so I was constantly trying to remember what happened in them and between my gold fish memory and my pregnancy brain I couldn’t remember anything and I drove myself a little nuts but that is a major me issue since my memory is so bad I just wish I had the time to go back and read them all together at once.

Now with all that said I want to state again for the record I loved this book. The feels were amazing and the characters were so real and incredible I just cant recommend it more. It would work perfectly as a standalone but the whole series has been gold so if you haven't already read them grab them all and treat yourself. And if you have enjoy the beauty of another edition of the Morgan family.

Today we have the blog tour for MAKING SENSE by Lila Rose! Check out this fantastic new romance and grab your copy today! 
Title: Making Sense  
Author: Lila Rose  
Genre: Romance 


About Making Sense:
Adalyn Sage.

I'm thirty-seven, a mother, a divorcee, and I’m ready to date again.

I need a man willing to love me for who I am, despite what size I am. Only finding such a guy is harder than it’s cracked up to be. Afterall, I'm a little clumsy and just a tad outspoken… that is unless I’m in front of a man so good-looking my panties melt. Then I become an absolute weirdo.

Case in point: Vice Salvatore. Stunning. Growly. And also my boss.

Thank God his a**hole attitude put my racing heart at ease and changed my lust to hate.

Nope. I don’t care for him. Won’t. I’ll continue to ignore my ladybits and stay strong.

At least for a while.

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When we arrived at the arcade place, Molly disappeared with Drew, no doubt to teach him how to make others cry, and I took a spot in the cafeteria area, wallowing in embarrassment while drinking my Dr. Pepper. 
Of course, my mind wouldn’t jump past the fact I saw Mr. Salvatore’s penis, or body for the matter. He obviously took very good care of himself. It kind of made me want to visit a gym… and then I laughed myself silly. Walking was my friend, anything else wasn’t since I was clumsy half of the time. Sometimes I even fell over my own two feet. Leaning back in my seat, I wondered when I would stop making a fool of myself in front of Mr. Salvatore. I also wondered why in my head I kept calling him Mr. Salvatore? 
His name was Vice.
It felt naughty saying his name in my head. 
God. I was losing my mind.
A shadow fell over the table. I glanced up and closed my eyes. “God,” I groaned.
“No. Just Vice.”
Opening my eyes, I noticed he wore casual clothes instead of the suits I’d seen him in, and dang it all, he looked amazing in casual as well. The jeans hugged him in all the right places, and the black tee showed off his upper body well. Bloody heck, I had to stop running my gaze over him. Sighing, I asked, “What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here after what happened… not that we’re talking about what happened, because we’re not, ever. It shouldn’t have happened.” I needed to shut my mouth. “Do you by any chance have a time machine?”
His lips twitched. “Not on me, no.”
“Darn,” I muttered. He suddenly pulled out the chair opposite me and sat down, all serious once again. My eyes widened. “What are you doing?” 
Please, just go.
“I don’t want you working in my store,” he stated, his eyes dipping into a glare.
My jaw dropped. “You have got to be kidding me? You hunted me down to fire me?” Leaning forward, I asked, “Is this because you saw me pee or because I saw you naked?”
“You didn’t tell me you saw him naked,” Molly screeched behind me, causing me to jump. Twisting around, I saw, thankfully, Drew wasn’t with her. Before I even asked, she pointed to the left, and I saw my son at the basketball game. “He’s fine. So, you saw my brother naked?”
Sighing, long and loud, I thumped my head onto the table. “Yes,” I mumbled into the wood. “And now he’s here to fire me.”




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Lila was born in Brisbane Australia, her step-dad was in the Army which caused them to move around a lot. They finally settled in country Victoria, Australia. Being the youngest of four children she admits she was spoilt a bit. Even drove her mum crazy when she refused to eat meat at a young age.
Now, Lila lives with her husband and two children.
She started writing in 2013 and self-published the first of the Hawks MC: Ballarat Charter series- Holding Out. Since then, she has published seventeen other titles, which range from romantic comedy, erotica, YA, and paranormal.

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There’s pretty much only one rule when you’re a guy. Don’t be a douche. Turns out, the fastest way to break that rule is to fall for your best friend’s sister. Ava’s brilliant, sharp-tongued, gorgeous, and ten years younger than me. She’s the sexual equivalent of running with scissors. In a word, she’s dangerous. And completely off-limits. Falling for her could ruin everything. Yet I can’t seem to stop, even when her company is threatened by a lawsuit, and my promotion hinges on representing the opposing client—and winning. I can’t see a way out of this mess that doesn’t end in a broken friendship, a broken heart, or a ruined career. I may have broken the bro code when I fell for Ava. But do I have the balls to handle what comes next?



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A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 1.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. She's a traditionally published author with Simon & Schuster and Harper Collins UK, as well as an independently published author. Since she first began self-publishing in 2012, she's appeared at #1 on Barnes & Noble and iBooks charts around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine. 

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Title: Until Harmony
Series: Until Her #4
Author: Aurora Rose Reynolds
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 6, 2018


Harmony Mayson isn’t the kind of girl to take unnecessary risk, but after meeting Harlen MacCabe, she starts to wonder if maybe she should be. The more time she spends with the wild and free biker, the more she starts to crave the freedom he gives her... And even more, she starts to crave him.

Harlen lives his life on his own terms. After losing both his parents at an early age to a robbery gone bad, he knows how precious life is, and he’s determined to get as much out of it as he can. When he runs into the beautiful Harmony and finds out she’s moving to town, he knows it’s time to take his shot. She thinks he only wants to be friends, but she couldn’t be more wrong.

What Harmony and Harlen don’t know is that their time might be cut short. Revenge is in the air, and someone won’t stop until a debt is settled.

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Aurora Rose Reynolds is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author whose wildly popular series include Until, Until Him, Until Her, Underground Kings and Shooting Stars.

Her writing career started in an attempt to get the outrageously alpha men who resided in her head to leave her alone and has blossomed into an opportunity to share her stories with readers all over the world.

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