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Thursday, May 4, 2017

NetGalley REVIEW - Virtual Tour - Payback (Viking Bastards MC, #2) by Christina Phillips

Payback
Viking Bastards MC, #2
by Christina Phillips
Releasing May 1st 2017
Entangled Scorched
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . PAYBACK (Viking Bastards MC, #2) . . . What-a-follow-up. Yes, it was good. Dark. Intense. Hot. Deep. Amelia. Gage. Secrets. Passion. Lust. Revenge/Payback. Depends on your own viewpoint. Amelia sets in motion the payback she felt that she deserved. That was until she had a chance to meet and assess the accused. Things change all around for both Amelia and Gage.
 
I enjoyed book one, Hooked.  It all carried over to the enjoyment of book two, Payback. Christian has given a second hot, sexy, alpha male to fall in love with and his match. Reading book one was not necessary to get satisfaction from book two, although it did provide a family dynamic to follow as it relates to Gage.

Viking Bastards MC series:
Hooked – Viking Bastards MC, #1
Payback – Viking Bastards MC, #2

BLURB
Gage…
I don't fuck girls who work for me, but as soon as Amelia turns those big green eyes on me I know she's trouble. I can't keep my hands off her, and the almost-but-not-quite-sex we share in the kitchen is the hottest thing I've ever had. Except she calls it quits, before we've even started.

Instead of moving on, she’s all I can think about and that's bad news. I'm breaking all my rules for her, and don't even care.

Until I find out who she is and what she really wants. She's after payback, but there's no way she's going to get it. No way in hell...
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I trace the outline of her ear and those three irresistible hoops. She gives a little shiver but still doesn’t grab hold of me. Guess it’s time to ease her mind on things.
I move in closer, and she steps back until she’s flat against the larder door.
“What happens between us tonight doesn’t affect your job. You understand?”
“You mean if I knee your nuts, you won’t fire me?”
Instinctively, I cradle my junk. “That wasn’t my first thought.”
Her smile damn near takes my breath away. “I bet it wasn’t. I know exactly what you’re thinking.”
“Is that right?” I’m sure my package is safe so I twist a length of her hair around my finger. It’s as soft and silky as I imagined. “What’s that, then?”
“I think you’re trying to get inside my thong.”
The image of Amelia in nothing but a sexy thong fills my head. “You got a problem with that?”
“Yeah. It’s not happening.”
My gaze drops to her mouth. “Wanna bet?”
“I don’t need to bet. I’m telling you. All you get tonight is a kiss.”
Chicks don’t lay down the law to me. But then again, I’ve never been with a girl who confuses me as much as Amelia. If she wants to leave, she could easily walk away. I won’t stop her. But she stands there, like she’s daring me to take me up on her offer.
A kiss.
I give her a mocking smile. “You’ll want more than a kiss from me.”
She doesn’t answer right away, and I hide my smirk of victory as I lean in to claim her mouth. Her head tilts to the side, evading me, which is both frustrating and oddly fascinating.
“It doesn’t matter what I want. A kiss is my best offer. Take it or leave it.”
Despite the throb between my legs, I have the crazy urge to laugh. “That’s your best offer? You sure you don’t want me to go down on you?”
For a second I swear she’s about say yes, but then she hitches in a ragged breath. “Totally sure. Keep your head right where it is.”
No chick has ever refused that offer before, and the way she’s so desperately trying to hide how turned on she is makes me grin. “Okay. But I’ll only kiss you on one condition.”
“Huh?” She sounds drunk, and blinks at me like everything’s out of focus. “You have a condition?”
“It’s only fair.”
She stares at me as though I’ve lost my mind. I think I fucking have. Not that I care, since crazy as this all is, I’ve never had as much fun hooking up before.
Finally, she speaks. “What is it?”
“I can use my hands on you.” I wave my fingers in her face and she glances at them as though she has no idea what I’m talking about.
“Okay.” There’s a cautious note in her voice as though she thinks it’s some kind of trick. “But that’s all. Just your hands.”
That’s all I need.
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Christina Phillips is addicted to good coffee, expensive chocolate and bad boy heroes. She writes on the sizzling side of naughty, and loves bringing her tough biker heroes to their knees (her heroines enjoy this, too )
She is also owned by three gorgeous cats who are convinced the universe revolves around their needs. They are not wrong.
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Tuesday, February 7, 2017

NetGalley REVIEW - Virtual Tour - Hooked (Viking Bastards MC, #1) by Christina Phillips

HookedViking Bastards MC, #1
by Christina Phillips
Releasing February 6th 2017
Entangled Scorched

From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Hooked (Viking Bastards MC, #1) . . .

One dirty bad boy biker, Zach. Provides sex raw, rough, dirty, nasty, and a bit binding. But that was okay, this good girl, Grace, was willing to take a walk on the wild side for the night. She never bargained that it would lead to more. Scorched was most certainly on the menu.

Hooked gets you in to the bad boy biker world of the Viking Bastards MCs. Once you step in you will be wanting more. The dual POV gives a deeper perspective to each of the characters. This was a great way to start off a new series.

Blurb
Zach…
I like my sex dirty and disposable. I'm not into commitment or chicks who want more than one night. My brothers and club come first, second and last.

Until she walks into my life. Classy, rich and so out of my league it's crazy. A week together should get her out of my system, but this good girl is so bad when we're all alone and I can't get enough of her.

I don't do forever, but she's hooked me so bad I don't ever want to let her go. Except there's no way a princess can live in my world and I sure as hell won't live in hers...
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I plunge my hands through her hair and hold her head still. She presses her body against me, all soft and submissive, while her tongue drives me wild.
Panting, I pull back. Her eyes are half closed and her cheeks are pink. Strands of her hair cling to her face and her breathing’s ragged as I grasp her waist and hoist her onto the edge of the pool table.
“Oh my,” she gasps, like she’s in a daytime soap, and I laugh before I can stop myself. She blinks at me and crosses her ankles. “I don’t think this is hygienic.”
Girls I’m about to screw never talk this much, and they sure don’t comment on the cleanliness of the location. It’s kind of funny. What would she think if I’d taken her into the side alley and shoved her up against the brick wall?
I slide my hands down her legs and unhook her ankles. “Princess, nothing in my life is hygienic.”
She gives a delicate shudder and leans back. Her wrists are still bound and she spreads her palms on the table to take her weight. “Guess I’m going to get very dirty tonight, then.”
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Christina is addicted to good coffee, expensive chocolate and bad boy heroes. She writes on the sizzling side of naughty, and loves bringing her tough biker heroes to their knees (her heroines enjoy this, too ☺).

Christina is also owned by three gorgeous cats who are convinced the universe revolves around their needs. They are not wrong.
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Monday, February 6, 2017

NetGalley REVIEW - Virtual Tor - The Devil’s Submission (The Fallen, #2) by Nicola Davidson

The Devil’s Submission
The Fallen, #2 
by Nicola Davidson 
Publication Date: February 6th 2017 
Publisher: Entangled: Scorched
Genres: Adult, Erotic, Historical Romance, Standalone


From The Book Junkie Reads . . . The Devil’s Submission (The Fallen, #2) . . .

Naughty fun, scorching heat, reckless abandon, with a sprinkle of submission and delightful games. Erotic intoxication of historic proportions. Lord and Lady Devaraux both have desires unfulfilled and need that special hand to get them both going. Lady Deveruax (Eliza) loves her man and cannot understand where things went wrong for them. They love was more than just a convenient match. Or so she thought. Then life brings her back into close proximity of her wayward husband. Things begin to heat up and take on a new meaning all together.

Not understanding much of the world around him. Lord Deveraux longed for that something that would give him the peace and pleasure with pain he so desired/craved/needed. Getting that chance with his wife and having all the walls come crashing down opened a door to something he never dreamed of.

This one got on my top list basically because this time it was a man that craved that forbidden. It was a woman that wanted to give that ultimate pleasure. The give and take of the two together made their reunion that much more intense, special, memorable. It may have been a short novella but it most certainly packed a deliciously decadent punch.

The Fallen series:
Surrender to Sin - The Fallen, #1
The Devil's Submission - The Fallen, #2 
BLURB
Disinherited by his parents and estranged from his wife, Fallen pleasure club co-owner Lord Grayson ‘Devil’ Deveraux long ago learned to place his trust in ledgers rather than people. But his ice-cold reserve hides the scandalous truth: he’s a man who craves pain with his pleasure, and a loving lady to instruct him. 

Banished to the country when her whirlwind marriage collapsed, Lady Eliza Deveraux never knew why Grayson fell out of love with her: she’d tried so damned hard to quell her fiery self and be a proper, obedient wife. But when Eliza is forced to return to London and back into Grayson’s intoxicating world, banked passions reignite. Can a marriage built on secrets and pretense truly get a second chance? 
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EXCERPT
Before he could escape, Eliza’s slim fingers encircled his wrist. “Grayson. What is wrong?”
Devil started to reply with something false, something polite. But he was so goddamned weary of false and polite. “That nightgown is too small.”
Her face fell. “I-I know. Mother says I’m too big, that if I just lost some weight…”
“Why the hell would you want to do that? Damnation, Eliza, it’s not your weight, it’s your fucking perfect breasts straining against the fabric. I was hard all night looking at that little bow, thinking how easy it would be to undo so I could take one of your nipples into my mouth and suck it until it was so swollen, so sensitive, you screamed.”
Eliza’s eyes widened, her cheeks pink. “Why…why didn’t you?”
Because I want you to tell me to. To order me to pleasure you, like that time in your parents’ garden maze. One of the few nights I felt free…
“You were asleep,” he said eventually, looking away and feeling like a damned idiot. Sin and Vice, not to mention most other men in his acquaintance would laugh themselves catatonic if they knew about this need in him. God knew Reyburn had tried to beat the softness and weakness out after it had fully manifested in his last year at Eton, even requesting the masters never spare the cane. His younger son finding pleasure in pain was definitely a result the marquess neither expected nor wanted.
Warm lips brushed his cheek, and Devil jolted in surprise. Eliza’s face was almost crimson now, but her gaze was defiant. Would she dare?
A moment later she sank down onto his lap, cupped his cheek in her free hand and kissed him squarely on the mouth. It was a swift kiss, a chaste one, yet heat scorched a path from his lips to his cock.
“Grayson,” she whispered, her soft lips brushing his ear. “Kiss me back.” 
With a guttural groan he pulled her close and captured her mouth with his. She whimpered, but she wasn’t pulling away or flinching at his need. She was holding on and rubbing her breasts against his chest.
“Eliza,” he said hoarsely, when he couldn’t quite catch his breath.
“Do it.” She tugged on the bow of her nightgown so hard it tore and revealed the curves of her plump breasts. “Do what you said you wanted to last night.”
Transfixed, he lowered his head toward the bounty in front of him. “Your wish is my command.”
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Author Info
NICOLA DAVIDSON worked for many years in communications and marketing as well as television and print journalism, but hasn’t looked back since she decided writing wicked historical romance was infinitely more fun. When not chained to a computer she can be found ambling along one of New Zealand’s beautiful beaches, cheering on the champion All Blacks rugby team, history geeking on the internet or daydreaming. If this includes chocolate – even better! Keep up with Nicola’s news on Twitter (@NicolaMDavidson) Facebook (Nicola Davidson – Author) or her website www.nicola-davidson.com 
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