Monday, August 20, 2018



I fell for Connor Drake. I didn’t want to; I fought against it, but I fell in love with him anyway. With his words. With his poetry. With him. The gentleness and beauty of his soul that speaks directly to mine. He writes as if he can feel my heart, hear its cadence and compose the exact right lyrics to accompany every beat and flow. I’m in love with Connor…so why do I feel an inexplicable pull to his best friend, Weston? Grouchy, sullen, brooding Weston Turner, who could cut you down with a look. Fiercely intelligent with a razor sharp wit and acid tongue, he’s the exact opposite of Connor in every way, and yet there’s electricity in the air between us. The thorny barbs Weston wraps around himself can’t keep me away. But the more time I spend with these men, the more tangled and confused my emotions become. When they both sign up for the Army Reserves during a time of increasing strife in the Middle East, I fear I’ll never unravel my own heart that sometimes feels as if it will tear straight down the middle…for both of them. ********** Bring Down the Stars is an emotional, angst-filled novel of unrequited love by bestselling author, Emma Scott, and is inspired by the classic tale, Cyrano de Bergerac. (Roxanne) It is Book I in the Beautiful Hearts Duet, coming this summer. Book II, Long Live the Beautiful Hearts, to be released a few weeks later. #lovetriangle #confusedhearts #notamenage   


I took the cement stairs into the library and entered the cool, hushed confines of the main reading room. None of the long mahogany desks with green-shaded lamps were empty. One of the university clubs had taken over two-thirds of the space. The rest of the tables were filled with students like me, trying to get a head start their course load. I finally found an empty seat at the end of a table, opposite a blond guy engrossed in reading. His open backpack spilled books and papers into what I hoped could be my table territory. “Excuse me,” I whispered. “Can I…?” He looked up, his expression vaguely hostile. Piercing blue-green eyes set in a stunningly handsome, if angular, face met mine. High cheekbones, sharp chin and long straight nose. He looked chiseled out of smooth stone at first glance, then his features softened for a moment as his gaze swept over me. Something like recognition lit up his eyes, and I could see the gears of his brain turning as he studied, analyzed, and then came to a conclusion. Not a good one, I guessed, because his expression hardened again. “Yeah, sure,” he muttered. He stood up, leaning his tall, slender frame over the table to corral the books back into his pack. “Thanks,” I said, thinking if he wasn’t a basketball player or a runner, he was a model. All right, girl, get a grip. I sat, cracked my textbook and settled in to read. I wasn’t through two pages when the words blurred to nonsensical gibberish and my skin prickled with the sensation of being watched. I glanced up, straight into the ocean eyes of the guy across from me. A million thoughts swirled in their soft depths before they quickly glanced down. He slouched lower in his chair, disappearing behind his book—the collected poems of Walt Whitman. Part of me wanted to melt. Good lord, a hot guy reading poetry? I was only human. And this is how you wound up with a broken heart in the first place. I must’ve been frowning at the book because the guy held it up and said, “Not a fan?” I blinked back to reality. “No,” I said. “I mean, yes. I love Whitman. And poetry in general. I just... Never mind.” He regarded me a long moment, then slowly closed Whitman and picked up Atlas Shrugged from his short stack of books. “Ugh, that’s even worse,” I muttered without thinking, and then shook my head. “God, sorry, I left my filter at home. Don’t listen to me.” His lip curled. “Is there anything in my collection you approve of?” A hot, smart asshole, I thought. Game on. “Sorry,” I said. “I’m not in a good mood today and it’s making me forget my manners. I’ll leave you to read your capitalist propaganda in peace.” The guy’s eyebrows shot up, disappearing under the blond hair that fell across his brow. “Not a fan of Rand either?” He smirked knowingly. “No, of course you aren’t.” My blood heated at his flippant tone. “What’s that supposed to mean?” The guy nodded at my textbook—Global Responsibility and the Third-World Hunger Epidemic—and shrugged, as if that answered everything. “Oh.” I frowned. “Well… yes. I mean, Rand’s point of view is purely capitalist and mine isn’t. Not by a long shot.” The student sitting to my right exchanged glances with the girl sitting across from him. Then both packed up their books and left. “We’re being disruptive,” I said to my across-table neighbor. “We need to stop talking now.” He leaned back in his chair, his eyes intent on me. “So what’s your point of view?” “My what?” “You said your point of view isn’t capitalist.” He raised a brow. “So what is it?” “Humanist, I suppose. Since you asked. I think everyone, regardless of race, creed, income-level, or sex should be granted the same shot as anyone else.” I raised a brow at him. “But you don’t?” “Are you asking me or telling me?” he said with a slight chuckle. “Since we’re tossing labels around, I’m a realist.” He held up his book. “And not a fan of Rand either.” “You’re not?” I leaned back too, crossing my arms. “Are you just messing with me or what?” “Maybe,” he said. “What do you care what I think anyway?” My mouth fell slack. “I don’t. Thanks for reminding me.” “No problem.” “Wow, you’re rude.” “That’s the word on the street.” “I can see why.” I lifted my own book up to signal conversation over, but my eyes wouldn’t focus. I could feel the hum of his presence like a field of electrical wires, getting under my skin and infiltrating my thoughts. The buzz went beyond distraction. It felt like a challenge had been laid down. And I never walked away from a challenge. I lowered my book to see the guy’s glance hide behind his book again. “Well?” I demanded. “Well what?” Why are you watching me? “Why are you reading Ayn Rand if you don’t like her either?” “Required reading for an English Lit minor.” “And your major? Let me guess, pre-law.” “God, no,” he said. I raised my eyebrows but he offered nothing more. “Are you going to make me run through Amherst’s list of majors until I guess which one is yours?” “Yes,” he said. “Alphabetically, please.” A laugh burst out of me against my will, and the guy almost smiled. Every one of his hard angles softened. “Economics,” he said. “But I don’t know what I’m doing with it.” “That feels like the most honest thing you’ve said to me so far,” I said. “And that’s important to you?” “Yes,” I said, my laughter dying away as I remembered Mark and that girl, naked in the bed I’d slept in just the night before. “Honesty is very important.” He lifted one shoulder. “You don’t agree?” I asked. “Being honest is sometimes mistaken for being rude.” “You must be really honest,” I said. Again, he almost smiled. “Must be.” Satisfied that I’d held my own against this beautiful but hostile member of the opposite sex, I went back to my book…for eight entire seconds before my skin started prickling again. The electric hum of his attention was impossible to ignore. When I looked up this time, he didn’t look away but cleared his throat. “I’m Weston Turner.”  


Emma Scott is a bestselling author of emotional, character-driven romances in which art and love intertwine to heal, and in which love always wins. If you enjoy thoughtful, realistic stories with diverse characters and kind-hearted heroes, you will enjoy my novels. 



My heart is simultaneously full and breaking. What happens when you feel undeserving of love? When those who should love you most let you down? When accepting love and help from those who are willing to give it is more difficult because of those who let you down? This story takes you from the true pain of being left behind to falling for someone who can never be yours. It is described as Cyrano de Burgerac for the modern age and it is truly that but it is more. I hadn't read any blurbs before signing up and was completely surprised and thrilled at what I read. Autumn, Weston and Connor all have my heart which is currently being squeezed tight because I have no clue what is coming next for them. Autumn is just that girl, the one who just makes any day brighter by just a room, in your space...who she is. Connor has it all, more than the average guy. Handsome, athletic with a large heart open to all. He just can't seem to express it. Add to that his parents expectations and he deals with more than most would know. And Weston...just a beautiful soul who refuses to believe that he deserves any kind of happiness but who would do absolutely anything for those he loves, including sacrificing his life for his family and his heart for his friend. Emma Scott takes you through a journey that although not finished with this book, promises to both break you and lift you up in equal measures. 

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Review Blitz - RICHER THAN SIN by Meghan March



From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances.   

A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends. Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes. I didn’t know or care what her name was. Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man. She hates me, and she should. I objected on her wedding day. Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger. They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable. I’ll never be done with her.    


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Guilty until proven innocent.

That’s the way the world works, right?

I’m tired of being convicted without evidence, all because my last name is Gable.

The Riscoffs might own this town, but I’m done following their rules.

If only I could forget just how easily Lincoln Riscoff can drag me under his spell.

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Whitney Gable is the kind of woman you fight to the death to protect.

To keep.

To cherish.

I’ve finally learned my lesson, and it’s time to prove I’m the man who’s worthy of her.

I don’t care what it takes, because failure is not an option.

No matter who or what stands in our way—this time, she’ll be mine forever

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A New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels, Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had. Sign up for Meghan's newsletter and receive exclusive content that she saves for her subscribers: To get the inside scoop on a daily basis, search Meghan March's Runaway Readers on Facebook and join the fun.


  5 Sexy Heels

Another amazing new series by Meghan March in the making. There is just something about the way Meghan writes that sucks you in completely and makes you just want to sit there and read everything she writes. I'll admit I have a long way to go to get caught up but I'm in no danger of disliking a darned thing she writes. This story may not be as "dark" as the last few series I've least not yet, but it is every bit as intriguing as the last few trilogies. Whitney and Lincoln meet and don't know who the other is...until well after they have met..but neither can seem to stay away from the other. When it comes to feuding families, these two have their work cut out for them and in the end...she marries another. 10 years later, she's back and despite time and distance, Lincoln can't seem to forget her or leave her alone. But man, there are secrets and bombshells yet to be dropped and this promises to be the roller coaster ride of both their and OUR lives. I have a few theories as to what happened and what WILL happen but what I've learned with Meghan is to expect the unexpected and that she will not disappoint me whatsoever if the ending of this book is any indication of the future wild ride.


  5 Sexy Heels

I can never get my hands on a Meghan March book fast enough and this one was freaking awesome. There is just something about her style of writing that always sucks me in and makes me not want to put the book down. Feuding families, forbidden love and second chances is the perfect recipe for this awesome trilogy. If this is your first one of her books, then you are in for a treat. I can’t wait for the next installment in this trilogy and you won’t either.


Monday, June 25, 2018



Fixed Forever (Fixed book #5) by Laurelin Paige
Release Date: June 25th 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance



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Hudson Pierce-
You act so high and mighty, you and your perfect pregnant wife Alayna. With your perfect child and your perfect home.
You weren't always perfect. Your past is filled with misdeeds.
Does your wife know all your secrets?
Would she stand behind you if she did?
You think because she’s on bedrest you can protect her? How sweet.
Sleep tight, you two.
-An Old Friend.



If she’d needed a day or two in bed, upset and processing and obsessively looking through pictures of the event on social media, what would that have mattered? I trusted her to come back to me when she was through her anxiety. Maybe that was the key. Maybe she wasn't punishing me —but rather, was testing me. Seeing if I was capable of actually letting her go to work and not interfering. Not showing up, cold and demanding, when she lost track of time. Because in truth, I was the one who wasn't strong enough. For all that I blamed her for giving in to her overactive mind, I was the one who worried too much. Who was overprotective. Who couldn't handle the thought of her suffering, even only slightly. She was the one who alerted me to possibilities, her mind skittering from one thing to the next even as she stayed my rock. The truth was, without me, Alayna was still brilliant and clever and lovely and big-hearted and enough. But without her, I was nothing.
About Laurelin
With over 1 million books sold, Laurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there's kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn't seem to complain, however. When she isn't reading or writing sexy stories, she's probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.



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Reviewed by Sue

5 Sexy Heels

Julien, Julien, Julien!! A Rose by any other name...Ella Frank gives us everything we wanted and everything we never thought we needed with the second book in the Confessions series. We already know how explosive these three can be together. We already know that they have pasts that shape them into the men they are today. But this book brings us more...just so much more. While super sexy and steamy (Chapter 15 will forever be imprinted on my mind -- highlighted in it's entirety -- yes I AM a dirty girl and darned proud of it), this story is also so very heartbreaking. Julien's story while it slowly unfolds, brings us some deep seeded guilt and so much pain for not only Julien, but for the men who love him. We see deeper into Priest's soul and learn that he is not the complete bastard that most seem to see (we already know that because we just love these men so much) and we see that there is so much more to Robbie than we could ever really imagine. Yes he is sunshine and yes he is bright and loud, but he is also extremely empathetic and has the ability to ease the pain that both Julien and Priest carry. Amazing story and I am completely dying for Priest's story.

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

RELEASE BLITZ/REVIEW - The Girl and Her Ren by Pepper Winters

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The Girl and Her Ren, the highly anticipated conclusion to the Ribbon Duet by New York Times bestselling author Pepper Winters is NOW LIVE!

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 “What do you do when you write down all your secrets? No…that’s not enough. What do you do when you write down all your secrets and the one person who should never read them does? 
I’ll tell you what you do.
You hope.”

Ren didn’t know the meaning of love until he took Della for his own.
To begin with he hated her, but as the months bled into years, he learned the opposite of hate, dedicating his life to giving her everything.
Every sacrifice, every gift, he gave wholeheartedly.
But then love turned to lust and ruined everything.

I was stupid to write my secrets down, but I’d been stupid before so it was nothing new.
I couldn’t blame him, hate him, fix him.
I tried to move on without him.
But no matter what I did, I couldn’t seem to delete the secrets I’d written.
Until something happened.
Until he came back and read my stupid secrets.
And nothing was the same after that.

Reviewed by Sue

5 Sexy Heels

The Girl and Her Ren is the second book in The Ribbon Duet and was absolutely worth the wait. There are books that touch your soul without even trying and this one happens to be one of them. Yes I loved the Boy and His Ribbon and yes I thought to myself, how much more can she bring to this story? How long can the pull of will they or won't day take to bring to light? How much more can we find out and learn about these characters since we have known them since nearly birth? I might have been a little afraid that there might be just too much "filling" as I have seen with some other duets but I'm here to tell you, that is absolutely NOT the case and Pepper Winters proves to us that she is indeed the queen of angst and the queen of words. This story was like reading some of the best poetry out there. Listening to Della and Ren describe their feelings and tell their stories was both beautiful and heartbreaking. Seeing them grow into such beautiful human beings and learn to trust that others can love them just as much as they love each other was just such an amazing ride. I'm not sure there is much more that I can say without spoiling the story and this is one story that you don't want spoiled for you. You need to dive in deep and swim in all the emotions. This is a five star (and only because that is the max I can do hear) and a 10 hanky story for sure. Buckle in for the ride.