Suck by Nikki Belaire Suck, Bang, Blow #1 Read June 2020 4 stars
Reece Diavolo. They call him The Devil behind his back, and when the vicious mob boss sees the bride at his cousin’s wedding he decides there won’t be a marriage after all that day…because now she belongs to him.
Macy Shaw. They call her The Mouse to her face, and when the goodest of good girls learns her blackmailing fiancé has disappeared she’s relieved…until she realizes her savior is even more dangerous than the groom.
Author’s note: Suck is short, sweet, and dirty, filled with all the best parts of a romance for a fun two-hour read. No triggers or cliffhangers and a guaranteed happily ever after.
I loved Suck so much. I don’t how the author did it but despite only been a novella the story is in no way lacking in quality.
Our hero, Reece comes into save the day by stopping an arranged marriage between his cousin and Macy all because we wants her. It may seem a bit dominating, however he is so sweet with Macy. The real people she needed saving from were her parents, they were all for themselves never mind what their daughter wanted.
Reece and Macy’s story is really sweet, but also steamy. Glad they got their HEA
Title: Starlet A Sinister Fairy Tales Collection Standalone Author: Cora Kenborn Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense Release Date: June 25, 2020
BLURB They call me America’s Sweetheart. Hollywood royalty. The last of an era. Sole survivor of LA’s most infamous crime. I’m not any of those things. He forced me into the spotlight. The liar with a perfect smile and cold blue eyes. But Alexandra Romanov’s fate won’t be mine. I’ll speak her lines. I’ll hit the mark. I’ll strike a pose. And when the past and present collide, I’ll become their worst nightmare. They told me to preserve the legacy. Be careful what you ask for. . . You just might get it.
Author note: This book contains dark themes, graphic and violent content, and sensitive subject matter that while essential to the story line may make some readers uncomfortable.
EXCERPT “Angel, I’m…” The word sorry is right there on my lips, but instead of saying it, I slam them against hers before either of us can react. Angel’s muffled protest is trapped between our mouths, and her palms fly to my chest as if to push me away. Only she doesn’t. Her fingers curl into my shirt, those sharp nails digging into my skin. My control breaks. My hand dives into her hair, twisting it around my fingers. We kiss harder, ignoring the fact we’re in a public parking lot. And when she moans into my mouth, I lose it and push her against the car. “Stop.” Angel breaks the kiss, her chest rising and falling with labored breaths as she pulls away. Her fingers press against her swollen lips as if they will somehow erase the feel of mine. They won’t. Because like it or not, when I want something, I get it. I wanted out of this mess, so I made her an offer that would make history. But now… We’re going to rewrite it. However, Angel has to be handled carefully, so I play the apologetic asshole role with gusto. Stepping back, I rake a hand through my hair. “That was out of line.” She crosses her arms over her chest. “You think?” Sighing, I press my thumb against my temple and throw out a final Hail Mary. “Look, what do you have to lose? A crappy apartment and a worthless job?” For some reason, that seems to get to her, and she relaxes the grip her arms have on her chest. “What’s in it for you? And be straight with me this time. No more of this half-answer crap. I want the truth.” “A story.” Angel raises her eyebrows and glares at me. I roll my eyes. “And money. Look, I don’t care how much a man has, five-hundred-k is five-hundred-k.” It’s the truth, something I didn’t mean to throw out there, but my master plan is going down in flames pretty fast. “That’s another half-answer,” she accuses, and then twists around to walk away, but I catch her arm and spin her back around. “Fine, you want the truth? You don’t get to where I am in life and not step on a lot of toes along the way, sweetheart. Some were by accident, and others were very much on purpose. Somebody didn’t like what he saw in the mirror I shoved in front of his face and decided to take it out on my ass. If I don’t get some cash flow soon, I’m going to lose everything.” An awkward second of silence quickly turns into five. Then ten. Just as I’m about to do something drastic like speak the name of a man who should never be used as a bargaining tool, she sighs. “Fine.” Wait, what? “Fine?” “I know I’ll live to regret this, but I can’t argue that half a million would change my life.” “So, that’s a yes?” I ask, slowly. “You’ll do it?” “Yes. Provided you guarantee the DNA test will prove I’m Alexandra Romanov, you’ve got a deal.”
AUTHOR BIO Cora Kenborn is a USA Today Bestselling author who writes in multiple genres from dark and gritty romantic suspense to laugh-out-loud romantic comedy. Known for her sharp banter and shocking blindsides, Cora pushes her characters and readers out of their comfort zones and onto an emotional roller coaster before delivering a twisted happily ever after.
Cora believes there’s nothing better than a feisty heroine who keeps her alpha on his toes, and she draws inspiration from the strong country women who raised her. However, since the domestic Southern Belle gene seems to have skipped a generation, she spends any free time convincing her family that microwaving Hot Pockets counts as cooking dinner. Oh, and autocorrect thinks she’s obsessed with ducks.
Title: Reverie An Enemies-to-Lovers Standalone Series: Stonewood Brothers #2 Author: Shain Rose Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: June 25, 2020
BLURB Vick Ever austere, billionaire businessman, Jett Stonewood, refuses to even crack a smile while vacationing in paradise. I’m determined to break him down by introducing some fun into his life. If we have a bit too much by sleeping together, so be it. The rude, overly practical man soon reveals that he can also be caring—thoughtful, and before long he’s the one wrecking me. He’s drawn me into a complex dream I’ll have to find a way to forget when we return home. The problem: Jett acquired my company. He’s everywhere now, a constant reminder of the unattainable.
Jett Victory Blakely needs a lesson in safety precautions. Not that she would follow it if our recent tumble in the sheets is any indication. She’s too peppy… so naive it’s dangerous. Someone should break down her fortress of positivity, teach her that warnings aren’t meant to be invitations. The solution: I’m the man for the job. I’ll Infiltrate myself into her life and let the disassembling begin. The little pixie flutters around in reverie. Let’s see how well she flies when I reduce her fairytale bubble to dust.
“Oh, well, if the concern is about me screwing my boss on his desk, you can rest assured, I’m fully capable of not doing that again.” He narrowed his eyes. “You know that’s a lie.” “I’m not lying. I don’t need you between my legs. Especially if your handbook frowns upon it.” He ran his tongue over his teeth and sucked on them as if sharpening the retort he was about to make. He pressed the privacy button on his desk and stalked toward me to grab my neck with one large hand. “If my handbook flat out denied you of it, I’d still be there because it’s where I belong. And you damn well know it.” “Then, stop talking about it and prove it.”
AUTHOR BIO Shain Rose is an author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She fights for love one word a time. Those happily ever afters can sometimes be a bitch to get to. When she isn’t writing, she’s spending the days with her husband, daughter, son, and terrible cat. She and her husband drink way too much coffee, eat way too much candy, and laugh way too much. Life is good when the kids are behaving. On the off chance she’s not writing or spending time with family and friends, she’s calling them to talk. And if no one answers, then she’s reading and watching trashy TV.