Review: Redemption Island (Island Duet) By: L.B. Dunbar

Review: Redemption Island (Island Duet) By: L.B. Dunbar

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Now I haven’t read much by this author I had read The Legend of Arturo King previously to picking up this book, and so I already knew I loved L.B’s storytelling style . But this book sounded so unique to me that I knew I needed to pick it up. I am always on the hunt for a novel that isn’t afraid to step out of what I like to call the safe tropes (the ones we keep seeing over and over) and rocking the boat as it were! This book is exactly that! I began the prologue and within just a few pages I was brought right into the story.

Tack and Juliet are really on two different ends of the spectrum and not just socio economically, both were offered this chance to try and learn something from this island paradise and L.B really plays up the differences in these characters, not just in the small things and personality traits but even the most minute things get attention. This meticulous attention to detail was an aspect of the story I really enjoyed.

As someone who has hurt people in the past we really get to see Tack feel regret for his actions, the entitlement he felt from coming from a rich, powerful family has been stripped away and he has to remake his life here on the island. When he is confronted with Juliet it really drives the point home. This social experiment the Island represents is a pretty fascinating idea and the restorative justice is a concept I’ve heard before from some of the classes I took in college. You have to wonder if this experiment would have functioned as well if Tack had actually been the one who did harm Juliet.

The story really begins to flow and once we get to the end I felt so emotional I didn’t know which way was up haha. I need the next installment of this duet like now! To know what was real, what was imagined and the perfect blending of the two that makes up the intrigue of the Island.


Review: Last Words By: Shari J. Ryan

Review: Last Words By: Shari J. Ryan

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Guys, I have been a immense Shari Ryan Fan like HUGE! Since I read her first novel, with each one I know I am going to get a unforgettable, tug on your heartstrings, change your perception romance read. She always takes this unflinching stance on tough issues. You can always count on Shari to give you the truth on a subject, no matter how much it may hurt, be uncomfortable or challenge ideas. Last Words is a stunning tribute to the survivors, many books have been published about this dark, horrific time but Shari writes this book from the depths of her soul. Last Words is told from Amelia and Emma’s POV one anchored in the past telling a story that no one had a full understanding of and another POV from the granddaughter receiving her grandmother’s story in modern times but needing the lessons her grandmother needed to pass on to someone in her life now.

I was legit blubbering within the first two chapters, it begins such a beautifully told story. Shari’s prose is just gorgeously put together, it’s descriptive even during the rough parts, the times when you don’t want to think about the cruelty that people are capable of but you know happened, but in those moments that deserve to have the beauty highlighted it’s just done so well.

The story gradually unfolds piece, by piece one small story at a time and it’s like a origami crane some things may seem just like a singular memory but in the whole picture of the story everything has a purpose. This story is one I really believe you don’t need to read a cliff’s Notes review where I am going to tell you moment by moment what this story is, I believe it’s one that if you love Indie Authors you need to read and experience because it is so important! It was a story that needed to be told right now and by this author because I don’t think anyone else would have conjured a story quite like this one.

Release Blitz! Last Words By: Shari J. Ryan

Cover Design: MadHat Books

Release Date: October 9, 2017



Last Words, where Non-Fiction meets Fiction, and the lines in between are blurred by forbidden love.

Amelia – 1942:

The inside of my closet held the last bit of my freedom before I was torn from my home and shoved onto a dark train.

Our destination was even darker. “Women and children to the right. Men to the left,” they shouted at us.

Everything was taken from me, leaving only the smoke filled air, piercing screams, and soul-burning cries.

I was slowly starved and weakened to the bone, but there was a man—a Nazi—who brought me extra food. He called himself a prisoner too, but he scared me, and I wondered if he was the enemy I should fear the most.

Emma – Current Day:

My grandmother hid her past in an old diary under her bed. The tattered, brown leather book sat there for years until she asked me to find it and read her unspoken words. Now, her stories and secrets are consuming every moment of my life.

She’s dying … and asking for a man no one in our family has ever heard of.

I never imagined a hand-written book could change my entire life, but it has. It opened my eyes to a new beginning, and I learned that love is not the unsaid word my grandmother has refused to speak. It’s an action—it’s longevity, taboo and sometimes forbidden. Do we fight for what’s wrong, or do we spend our lives searching for what’s right?

Last words were never spoken because love doesn’t stop until a heart is no longer beating.






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Shari J. Ryan is an International Bestselling Author of heartbreakers and mind-benders. Shari was once told she tends to exaggerate often and sometimes talks too much, which would make a great foundation for fictional books. Four years later, Shari has written eleven novels that often leave readers either in tears from laughing, or crying.

With her loud Boston girl attitude, Shari isn’t shy about her love for writing or the publishing industry. Along with writing several International bestsellers, Shari has split her time between writing and her longstanding passion for graphic design. In 2014, she started an indie-publishing resource company, MadHat Books, to help fellow authors with their book cover designs, as well as assistance in the self-publishing process.

While Shari may not find many hours to sleep, she still manages to make time for her family. She is a devoted wife to a great guy, and a mother to two little boys who remind her daily why she was put on this earth.



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Review: Resuscitation (Trauma Series #3) By: Cassia Brightmore

Review: Resuscitation (Trauma Series #3) By: Cassia Brightmore

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I am not the hugest fan of dark romance but I am absolutely obsessed with this series it’s like Grey’s Anatomy mixed with Dexter with characters you can’t help but want to climb in their twisty psyche and dig around.

Athena is right where we left her in Book 2 and okay Cassia, that cliffie? KILLED ME! But thank goodness you put me out of my misery quickly! Love ya for that! So things are a little complicated for our favorite surgeons turned executioners Cian doesn’t know who to trust, who’s the mole that is bringing the cops ever closer to their enterprise. Athena has been the Harley Quinn to Cian’s Joker from the very beginning and that relationship is strained to its limit within the first few pages that leave you with your heart beating fast and frantically flipping pages just to see what happens next, guys I had so much adrenaline making my heart beat faster it triggered my FitBit to send an alert letting me know I was hitting my cardio zone sitting on the couch holding my Kindle. (That’s when you know it’s intense!)

There were so many twists and turns in this book that when I sat down to write the review I went umm well no, I can’t say that or it’s going to spoil this and nope, can’t do that either. . . So this review is gonna be on the shorter end of my review word counts but let me just say for a non fan of dark romance Cassia Brightmore earns a little piece of my heart, because I could not get enough of this series! Print copies are on my wish list because when you read a series like this that changes your conceptions of the genre as a whole, a true book lover like myself is gonna want to have them in print!

Cover Reveal: Sol By: Leslie McAdam


A note from the author about the cover

On July 27, 2016, Cory Stierley sent a group text to me and our mutual friend Erin, a painter, completely ticked off about seeing a guy running. Since I don’t normally get upset about seeing people run—and neither do Cory or Erin—I thought this was odd behavior.
Cory: “Ok, this is common from me but I’m kinda pissed off right now!!!”
Me: “Let it out”
Erin: “…go on”
Cory is a professional photographer who has taken the cover photographs for half of my published books, in addition to other New York Times bestsellers. He loves color and celebrating bodies. He has an eye for beauty and a knack for getting amazingly creative shots.
Cory’s text: “So, I was getting off the highway and I happen to see this dude running, red tank top with white edges, black and white shorts. He was running on a path next to a green field, so of course it stuck out to me. I had to go slow past him cuz the speed limit and the turn I was making. He immediately hit me as your next cover model.”
Me: “And why are you pissed about this”
Because why would anyone be mad about seeing a guy running in a park? Right?
But Cory was so upset because this was the one who got away. A muse, an inspiration. Marching orders from the creative universe to actually make something.
And his potential subject was gone.
Cory was adamant. “He NEEDS to model. … Leslie, I’m not lying when I say he is your IDEAL dude/model.”
He was right.

In an attempt to find the guy, Cory placed a “missed connections” ad on Craigslist, but was discouraged because of the slim-to-none chances that someone would see the ad and know the identity of the runner.
I tried to reassure him: “Well he’ll find you. And you’ll take his pic. And I’ll buy it. That’s all. Done. … This is the part where I expose to you all what a mystical weirdo I am. But that’s what happens. You’ll find him. .. Or he’ll find you. That’s the way the universe works. … Relax you’ll find him.”
(And then Erin and I discussed tattoos for a while. ❤ Sigh.)
The next day, Cory went back to the same park at about the same time and hung around.
No dude.
The following day, Cory woke up and got the idea to stop by a local gym. Cory walked in and was relieved to see that there was a younger girl behind the counter. (He was grateful that it was a younger chick, thinking that a story like this wouldn't weird her out so much, and that she would help.) He went up to her and started describing the guy he saw running.
She got a knowing look on her face like, I know who you’re talking about. Reinstalling Instagram on her phone, she pulled up a profile.
And it was the guy!
Named Taylor.

So Cory had FOUND THE GUY despite nearly zero odds.
Looking at his profile, we were not only struck by handsome Taylor’s looks but also his incredible attitude. Nearly all of his posts were positive quotes and affirmations. There was just an amazing spirit about every single thing he did.
We all felt a sense of relief that Cory had found the guy, and both he and I direct messaged him on Instagram. (Cory made me redo my original message because he thought it sounded too stalkery.)
And we were relieved when he responded.
We found out the following. (1) He’d been wanting to model, and encouraged to do so by family and friends his whole life, but didn’t know how to go about it, and (2) this was his second day doing cardio in three years, since he had gotten out of the Army. But this was the first day, at the last second, he had decided to run a different route. If he would have gone the other way, Cory wouldn’t have seen him.
You can draw your own conclusions to this story. My conclusion is that some things are meant to be. Taylor was meant to model and Cory was meant to find him.
And now, not only did Cory find him, they took the pic, I bought it, and he’s on my cover, but the fact that he served in Afghanistan provided me with a muse for this story.


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Leslie McAdam is a California girl who loves romance, Little Dude, and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two small children. Leslie always encourages her kids to be themselves – even if it means letting her daughter wear leopard print from head to toe. An avid reader from a young age, she will always trade watching TV for reading a book, unless it’s Top Gear. Or football. Leslie is employed by day but spends her nights writing about the men you fantasize about. She’s unapologetically sarcastic and notoriously terrible at comma placement (that’s what editors are for!). Always up for a laugh, Leslie tries to see humor in all things. When she’s not in the writing cave you’ll find her fangirling over Beck, camping with her family, or mixing up oil paints to depict her love of outdoors on canvas.

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Cover Reveal! Fervent & Flawed By: Claudia Burgoa

Title: Fervent
Author: Claudia Burgoa
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Hang Le
Release Date: October 27, 2017


As a former Army Ranger who works
for a high intelligence, private security company, I’ve seen my fair share of
death, betrayal, and pain. 
I’ve lived
I trust no one,
only my brothers, and my best friend.
I wasn’t always
like that. Everything changed the day my parents died and my nation was
Since then, family
comes first. Work is my mistress. 
Nothing else
That is, until she walked
into my life.
Short dress, long,
tanned legs, and honey eyes that make me weak. 
She’s chaos.
She’s sunshine and
She’s loud.
She’s a fighter.
She’s a dreamer.
She’s everything I
Why is it so hard
to walk away from her?

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t-shirt, dry blood and badass attitude looked good on him. That’s nothing
compared to Harrison Everhart wearing a suit. His tall, broad, body wrapped in
a dark gray is a site I want to photograph, frame and stare at it forever. He’s
the type of man who behaves differently depending on the place and time. For
the past five hours, we chatted pleasantly about our families. Nothing too
superficial but nothing too intimate, either. If I had time to date, he’d be
the kind of man I’d choose. Easy to talk to, funny, and a gentleman.
refreshing touch from the guys who I hook up with when I have time to go out
with my friends. Which lately it’s been never. Maybe I have time, but I don’t
want to waste it by doing the same thing over and over again. Meeting a guy who
has little social skills, only talks about himself, and by the end of the date
is the only one who is satisfied isn’t great. I have my little friendly toys
that to do a better job and I don’t have to listen to nonsense.
This would
be a great subject for a sociology class; the interactions between humans, and
how out of touch they are with one another that dating has become a joke. What
happened to love letters? The chase is so much different now than it was back
when my parents dated. I should quit the Bureau and go back to school. Finish
my psychology degree, go into anthropology or sociology. I would enjoy doing
that more than having to jump through hoops to show that I’m capable of more
things than my superiors like to acknowledge. If anything, I can write a book
with Mom’s letters and notes.
A manual on
how it’s done.
okay?” Harrison asks when the service car stops, and the driver opens my door. “You’ve
been quiet since we left the party.”
Define okay? My skin tingles every time you
touch me. Your deep voice makes me shiver, and dancing in your arms was a bit
torturous because everything inside me wanted you to touch more than my bare
shoulders and my waist. But yeah, I’m cool.
brother and Hazel never arrived at the party,” I comment, not disclosing that
I’d like to find out how my fake future boyfriend kisses. “Gia wasn’t there
 “I’m sorry about that. If you want, I can try
to find out her whereabouts. My people can hack her phone and track her daily
activities. He smirks and winks. “We can start stalking her.”
I boom, laughing and covering my mouth when a couple walking close to us turns
to glare at me.
that’s the word and you know what they say, ‘couples that stalk together stay
together.’” He grins, his blue-crystal eyes shining with the post light.
That grin
is addictive. I shouldn’t mind pretending to be with him while I’m working. A
little fun on the side, some sexy times. Sex. I haven’t had that in a long
time. So long that I can only remember what my toys can do for me. But I care.
He’s a distraction. Each time he smirks, touches me or talks with the
low-bedroom voice I want to jump him. That’s not only unprofessional but also
for the sake of the case, right?” My voice comes out a little throaty, needy.
He clears
his throat, looking around and poking the elevator. “We should do this again,”
he says, leaning closer to me.
we have to do it again.”
Have I
mentioned this is the best case I’ve ever worked on in my entire life.” He
leans forward, kissing my cheek. His lips lingering close to my ear for one too
many seconds. His musk-wood scent making my stomach flutter.
you,” I swallow hard, turning around and stepping into the elevator. “We can
discuss our next move tomorrow.”
I poke the
elevator, looking at the doors that start closing his gaze locks with
mine.  His eyes darken, the intensity of
that gaze makes me feel vulnerable, bare. I imagine my skin searing with the
touch of his big hands. As the doors close, my phone rings. An incoming
message. Unknown number reads the screen.
Unknown: This was
the best first date I’ve had in a long time. Thank you.
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Claudia grew up with a childhood that resembled a
caffeine-injected soap opera.

She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household
filled with three confused dogs, her geek husband, two daughters wrought with
fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works
continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she
consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity

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Review: Show Me The Way By: A.L. Jackson

Review: Show Me The Way By: A.L. Jackson

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You know what I love (well okay one of the many things) I love about A.L’s writing style? Is she can take a different hero stereotype and make them completely unique! You think you’ve read one single dad romance and rinse and repeat right? No wait! We get Rex. . . (Dun Dun duhhh!) the heavens parted and pure romance magical swoonism happens. .. let’s play a game who wants to see how many times I can use different variations of swoon in one review?

So from the first swoontastic meeting you know Rex and Rynna have more than enough reasons to not give into that spark of attraction. These two have a major chip on their shoulders and we don’t find out the reasons behind that for some time (enjoy the angst guys!) because seriously I was jonesing for them to get it together. Everyone knows that 2 broken halves with just a little care and love can be put back together again. . . It’s not easy! You have to be patient (a friend of mine said that when I was whining saying I just wanna see them kiss already!) but good things come to those who wait!

This whole setting and different characters are just so well thought out that it just flows! From when we first seen Nikki and Lillith at the bakery they are a hoot! But that’s the thing, they are just warm and funny characters that you feel an immediate connection to. And all of the characters you meet up with are like hanging out with your best friend or love of your life. . . It just feels right.

When Rex and Rynna finally get their act together! It’s this beautiful, intense, a little angsty at first but it gives you this all encompassing sense that this story is going to be your favorite of all of A.L’s books (I know I’m not alone in this!) there are a few jaw droppers that I didn’t see coming that just added to the swoontastic, your gonna have to pry my Kindle out of my hand and face physical harm if you make me put the book down feeling this book inspires. . . No kidding!