Saturday, February 21, 2015

Book Review: Unforgiven (Book 3) by Jessica Miller


The Wanderer series part 3

By Jessica Miller

Reviewer Sandra Long

Ella and Josie, along with Billy and Cameron leave for Ireland to find Ella’s ex, Tristan, that she had thought was dead since the last battle of the super naturals. Why Cameron wanted to go is anybody’s guess since her only connection to this group is being the girlfriend of Ella’s brother Dean’s best friend. But she seems to be determined and wants to help so they go with her. Their search seems to get off to a great start when in route to their hotel Ella recognizes a garden Tristan has taken her to many times in their dream meetings. She insist that they stop and enter and soon learn the garden belongs to Tristan’s grandmother, an elderly witch with a terrible personality. His grandfather and young cousin, Josef, are much friendlier and want to help them. But after a month of
searching every known hangout and location without finding Tristan, things are not looking so good and Roman is no longer talking to Ella. Cameron appears to be falling for Dean, who followed them to Ireland and is helping with the search.

Josef offers to take them to one of Tristan’s hangouts from his really old days when he was a total bad boy but tells them they cannot get in without him, so they agree even though he is only 16. He shows up to get them with a motorcycle gang and they are forced to go with the gang or not at all. About the time they decide Tristan is not there and they need to leave, a band of Ella’s dads guardians show up to get her and Dean. She tries to throw up a force field to keep them from taking her and accidentally ends up knocking down half the building. As they rush for the back door, led by Josef, Ella trips over a drunk passed out in the back alley. He comes to, mouths off and a fight almost starts until Ella recognizes the nasty, smelly drunk as Tristan. They take him to their hotel, get him cleaned up and after some blood and some rest, they have the old Tristan back and he still loves Ella and she still loves him, but also still loves Roman.

Tristan’s grandmother, as well as an old gypsy friend of hers, tells Ella and Tristan that they share a special bond but no one ever explains what this means. The old gypsy does tell them it comes from Tristan’s sacrifice but they do not understand that either. Ella’s dad comes to Ireland to bring her and Dean home and there is a bitter confrontation where he tells her to come with him now or never come home at all. As much as it hurts her, Ella defies her dad and stays in Ireland.

Meantime, strange things are going on with Cameron but we are never made privy to what that is. We do know her attraction for Dean is growing, her phone calls with her boyfriend are getting shorter and less romantic and her determination to break up Ella and Tristan keeps growing. She eventually tricks Tristan into going with her to choose a gift for Ella so she can talk to him alone. He buys a beautiful anklet that Cameron eventually gives Ella as a gift from her, never mentioning that Tristan chose it and paid for it. She tells Tristan that he is no good for Ella and should leave her alone. She tells him that Ella has a life back at school that he is no part of and she has true love with Roman who takes very good care of her and if he really cares for her, he should leave her alone forever. He believes her and after a night of loving and love making, he sneaks away leaving Ella only a note that they are finished for good and please not look for him any more.

A broken hearted Ella heads for home to try to mend fences with her dad, get back in school and make up with Roman if she can, never knowing the part Cameron played in her losing Tristan again. Families are family after all, so she and Dean are forgiven and welcomed home. Cameron chooses to go home with them rather than back to school and her boyfriend. They get home just in time for Xander and Jasa’s engagement party and Ella’s birthday, the same day. Just when it appears her birthday is forgotten, the family has a small family celebration for her the next day. But the big excitement is party night. A drunken Xander tells Danni she will always be the only girl he will ever love and against her better judgement, she spends a night of love with him in the family pool house, while Cameron sneaks into Dean’s bedroom for a night of love. For her birthday Ella receives the family’s antique charm bracelet. Ella’s grandmother tells her the bracelet possess magical powers and will recognize and burn evil. When Cameron touches it, she gets a huge jolt of electricity. Later Ella looks for a sign of a burn. No burn is seen but witches heal quickly and we just continue to get vibes that something is not quite right about Cameron. But later when Jasa touches it, the burn is so bad and so big that her skin can actually be heard sizzling. It also heals quickly and nothing is ever said about it. Ella’s grandmother touches her and causes her to pass out and she is taken home and cannot remember what happen, leaving us wondering what is grandma Bea up to.

Ella, Dean and Cameron are to be re-admitted to the school and must be punished for running off. Their punishment is to return for the one remaining week of school and they must attend the summer school session to catch up on the classes they have missed and do manual labor during their free time, confined to campus unless chaperoned by staff. Ella continues to find new powers she possesses and each time she develops another blue streak in her hair, causing her to get a lot of strange looks. All the older witches and paranormals she trusts have told her that she possesses more different powers than anyone they have ever known and once she learns to control them, she will be impossible to deal with. That is why the missing rogue vampire Jack is after her to possess her powers, which he thinks will happen if he is the one to kill her.

Back at school little has changed and we meet new characters as we continue to watch the old ones relationships evolve. Josie and a group of other angel appear and we learn that her punishment/ assignment, as well as the ones who came with her, is to help souls similar to them who are born half paranormal and half human and need to find what their role in life should be. One of the people with her is Kyle, Ell’s first boyfriend who was killed in chapter one, book one. This causes some moments of tension with her current boyfriend, Roman. Another is a mysterious young man Lucas whose eyes can transport Ella to other places and this power he has fascinates and frightens her at the same time.

We wonder why Dean is dating the hated Mackenzie who continues to try to torment Ella. We wonder if Cameron and Austin’s relationship can survive the obvious tension between them since her return and only Dean, Ella and the reader know where Cameron’s true feelings lie. Things at school bounce from delight to disaster, with never a dull moment for the reader. Just as Roman and Ella seem to be getting their old relationship and love back where it was, Tristan has been appearing in her dreams but they have been scary, dark dreams of a Tristan she never knew and full of snakes, spiders and fear. She finally
decides to contact him in a dream using her powers and he denies any knowledge of the dreams she describes but she vanishes without giving him a chance to ask questions or explain, she just tells him to leave her alone forever.

Another school year begins with the welcome back to school Fall Ball, which is masquerade this year. Everyone seems to be having fun when two mysterious gorgeous men appear. We soon learn it is Tristan and Billy who had stayed in Ireland to try once more to find Jack. Ella learns for the first time that Tristan and Roman are brothers. In a panic she runs from the ballroom, straight to the maze and to Jack, who has been waiting for his chance. She is unarmed and alone and he is physically stronger than her so she knows she is going to lose the battle. But then the words of so many of her mentors pops into her head, her powers are so strong she does not need weapons or help, she just needs to focus. She is about to win the fight when the pair hear others coming through the maze and they will soon not be alone.

This author knows how to leave her readers hooked on unanswered questions. Will Jack or Ella win the fight ? Will Jack be killed finally ? If Ella survives, will she choose Roman or Tristan ? Will Cameron and Dean finally admit their love and be together ? Will Xander learn he is the father of Danni’s child and marry her, his true love, or Jasa, the unknown factor that has shown several times that she has secrets she does not want him to know ? So many unanswered questions, so many on-going story lines. When, oh when, can we get our hands on the next installment ? Keep writing Jessica—you are giving us a reason to keep on reading and we love these characters. Another hit for this great author.

I live in a fantasy world and have an over active imagination. But the best part about that is I never stop creating new characters and new stories to share. I love writing and expressing myself in a way that everyone else can enjoy as well. I work in the salon most days, but when i'm not doing hair, I'm writing or reading.

Website  //  Twitter  //  Facebook  //  Goodreads  //  Amazon

Friday, February 20, 2015

Cover Reveal: Manwhore by Katy Evans

The unexpected love story that began in MANWHORE 
continues heating up the pages in MANWHORE + 1
Release date: July 7, 2015

Billionaire playboy? Check. 
Ruthless businessman? Check. 
Absolutely sinful? Check.

Malcolm Saint was an assignment. A story. A beautiful, difficult man I was supposed to uncover for a racy exposé.

I intended to reveal himhis secrets, his lifestyle—not let him reveal me. But my head was overtaken by my heart and suddenly nothing could stop me from falling. I fell for him, and I fell hard. 

Malcolm Saint is absolute Sin, and I've become a hopeless Sinner.

Now that the assignment is over, Saint wants something from me--something unexpected--and I want this wicked playboy's heart. But how can I prove to the man who trusts no one that I’m worthy of becoming his plus one?

Manwhore + 1 Pre-order Links (Releases 7/7)

Manwhore (bk 1) Pre-order links (Releases 3/24

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Book Review: Reborn (Book 2) By Jessica Miller


The Wanderer book 2

By Jessica Miller

Review by Sandra

This novel begins where book one left off-----a depressed Ella is back home wit h her family following the brutal murders of her best friend, Josie, and her boyfriend, Tristan, by the rogue vampire, Jack. She has learned that she will not be returning to that school, but will be transferring to her brother, Dean’s, school, where she will learn the history of her kind and how to identify and make the best use of her super powers. Ella had never been told that she was half vampire and half human so this all comes as a total shock to her and just adds to the mental anguish she has been dealing with from the deaths of her friends.

She learns that her family is the “royal” family in their vampire world and her dad is the leader. Her brother, Xander, was supposed to be his successor but he declined and since her brother Dean is considered too much of a party boy to be considered as a leader, Ella is expected to take over when her father steps down. For that reason she must attend the school because she knows absolutely nothing of their history or their roles. We also learn that Xander has agreed to hang around and help dad until Ella is ready. Xander has a new girlfriend named Jasa who has moved in with the family but in the background we sense turmoil between Jasa, Xander and the family maid, Danni. Danni was Xander’s high school sweetheart but they broke up when she obeyed his parents and told him that she was pregnant by another man. We learn that Danni had gone to Xander’s parents before telling him that she was pregnant with his baby. They sent her away, refusing to tell Xander the truth, but later worried about her and wanted their grandchild so they gave her a job as their maid and a home for her and the baby with them.

The little girl is now 5 years old and Xander still doesn’t know the truth. It is obvious to the
reader that these two still care about each other so there is a background storyline that keeps us hoping they get back together and he learns the truth.

Ella does not want to replace her dad and she rebels in the only way she can since she is
under such close supervision, she finds a tattoo parlor and gets as many tattoos as she can conceal beneath her clothing. Of course, her parents eventually see them and so tighten the security around her. We learn that this rogue vampire, Jack, has been after her powers for a long time. In fact, he was responsible for the wreck that resulted in the death of her high school sweetheart and he was the man with the shiny eyes standing in the road that caused them to swerve and then wreck. He was coming to get her when another man with shiny eyes came to her rescue and saved her life. We meet him later in the story as he is a student at the paranormal training school Ella attends.

The shock of learning she is half vampire and heir to the role of leader of the clan, combined with the deaths of her loved ones, all change Ella’s personality from happy-go-lucky , to reserved and bitter, so she has trouble getting along with a lot of people. She resents having to go to the new school and what makes it even worse is she is roomed with the most obnoxious, most conceited, cruelest witch in the entire school, a girl named Mackenzie.. And even worse is this girl’s boyfriend looks so much like her lost Tristan.

Ella finds this school has a lot in common with her last school with exceptions being everyone here is either a vampire, witch, warlock or werewolf, all teens training for their adult roles. She begins to make friends and to learn more about this new world she is a member of but never knew about growing up. Like any other school there are good kids and bad kids and they seem to find each other quickly and form their own little cliques. Ella finds her gay warlock friend Dixon, from her last school, is there, and she quickly makes new friends. Her major problem seems to be her roommate.

Everyone tells Ella that Roman, her roommate’s boyfriend, is the nicest boy in the school and they think she has cast a spell on him making him date her. Apparently she did that to the school’s handsome young headmaster when she first came to the school and she soon casts the same spell on Ella and the headmaster, trying to get Ella kicked out of school. After almost going all the way, Ella somehow breaks the spell and remains a virgin. She then ends up with Roman and Mackenzie starts spreading rumors that Ella did have an affair with the headmaster and has now cast a spell on Roman and that was how she managed to take him away from Mackenzie. Confrontations with Mackenzie continue throughout the book.

A lot of this story also focuses on Jack, the rogue vampire, and his plans to get Ella’s powers. The last book ended with a huge fight in which he killed Ella’s best friend, Josie, and her boyfriend, Kristan, but escaped without killing Ella or getting her powers. He is somewhere gathering and training an army .of rogue vampires ready to attack once they locate Ella,the relationship between Roman and Ella keeps getting closer. Eventually Mackenzie moves out of the room, leaving Ella a private room, and Roman sends more and more time there.

Eventually, as we would expect, he and Ella consummate their relationship. This leads to a fight between her brother Dean and Roman, but this too is eventually settled peacefully.

This book is lengthy and much of it deals with the various para-normal creatures/people
attending the school. The author makes them real to us, believable and most of them even
likeable. It ends with an all out attack on the school by Jack and his gang but thanks to Josie, who left Paradise where she was an angel, to warn Ella, the guardians are prepared for this attack so it is not as bad as it could have been. Josie, however, learns she is to be punished for violating the rule about interfering with events on earth and she is not allowed to go back, at least for now.

During the final battle, Jack ad Ella fight almost to the death, but he springs a surprise on her that causes her to be distracted long enough for him to escape. He told her that Tristan was not dead, but was living in Ireland and thought Ella was dead. According to Jack that was why Kristan had made no attempt to find or contact her. As proof, he produced Ella’s grandmother’s locket that Kristan had said he would always keep as a reminder of their great love.. Jack is missing and Kristan is hospitalized but with the help of Josie, Josie’s werewolf boyfriend Billy and their witch friend Candence, Ella leaves the hospital and the friends leave for Ireland to find Kristan. As in the last novel, the author leaves us hanging, dying to see what is going to happen next, but having to wait for the next book.

As a general rule, I am not a big fan of paranormal stories but this author brings them across in a way that makes us feel as they are the same as us and that we could easily be one of them. This is the best series of paranormal books I have read since the Twilight series and I would not be surprised to see this story on the big screen one day. Two thumbs up and stars.

I live in a fantasy world and have an over active imagination. But the best part about that is I never stop creating new characters and new stories to share. I love writing and expressing myself in a way that everyone else can enjoy as well. I work in the salon most days, but when i'm not doing hair, I'm writing or reading.

Website  //  Twitter  //  Facebook  //  Goodreads  //  Amazon

Monday, February 9, 2015

Cover Reveal: Something for the Pain by Victoria Ashley

Tempting, inked and highly addictive. Alex is all that and more… I've made a lot of mistakes – ones I’m not proud of, and definitely ones that have left their marks both mentally and physically. Things got lonely; I got lost in my own fucked up mind and in the end it left me fucked out of my mind and unable to fight – or at least win. That life’s over for me and I've moved on. Six months into tattooing at Blue’s and already I’m the most wanted and sought out tattooist. My biggest clientele consists of women. They come into the shop, end up in my bed and we both come out happy. It’s been my release since I've stopped fighting. It’s become part of the “new” me. But when Tripp reappears in my life, I can’t deny the fact that I would do anything for that girl. So when she asks me to move in with her and her ‘boyfriend’ – our other childhood friend – I never expected for things to get so fucked up and twisted that I would find myself only more attracted to her by each passing second or wanting to protect her from everything that isn't me. I have worked so hard over the years to suppress my feelings for her but when I find out that her and Lucas have been having an open relationship, I have the strong urge to rip his heart straight from his chest – to destroy the very thing that keeps him breathing. What I didn't expect was for Lucas to ask what he did. For him to ask me to do the one thing I have secretly longed for since I was old enough to know what the need was. The second thing I never expected was the look of need that I saw in Tripp’s eyes when he asked. One night of free passion could change our lives forever.  I never said that was a good thing either… 


He looks at me, smiles and then walks past me and into the room. “Hell yes,” he groans. “It’s fucking hard now, Tripp.” I feel my stomach flutter and my heart rate pick up from his choice of words. I can’t tell if it’s because I am happy that he’s going to agree on moving in or because the thought of him hard makes me want to jump on him and take him for a ride. He’s my best friend. I shouldn't even be questioning myself but I can’t help it. “Umm . . . good, I guess,” I say in response as I step up beside him in front of the water. When I look down at his hand, I notice him adjusting the crotch of his jeans. I give him a shove and he looks over at me with a grin. “Damn, Tripp. Are you trying to make me wrestle you? You know it’s been a while but you've been pretty damn pushy today. I still have the skills to take you down.” I can’t help but to laugh. “I pushed you because you were playing with your dick. Are you seriously hard right now?” He pulls his hand away from his jeans and sure enough I see a huge bulge. I can tell it’s not fully hard, but damn! “Well what the hell do you expect when you call this the sex pool? Am I not supposed to get aroused at the thought of fucking someone in here?” I pull my eyes away from his crotch and punch his arm. “Oh come on, Tripp. Don’t be ashamed to look. We've known each other our whole lives. You don’t think I have sneaked peeks at your body from time to time. You know you've imagined how big it is before. I’ll let you have a peek if want. What’s mine is yours,” he says huskily. He bites his bottom lip and reaches for his belt as he steps closer to me in a teasing way. The thought of his erection being so close to me gets me so nervous that I reach out with both hands and push him into the pool. My hands instantly go up to cover my mouth as he falls in with a huge splash. I burst out in laughter as he quickly resurfaces the water and jumps out of the pool while wiping his face off. His shirt is clinging to his muscular body and water is dripping down his face and lips. It’s the most glorious site I have ever seen. Just when I think he’s about to yell at me, he yanks his shirt over his head and reaches into his pocket to toss his phone aside. He grins and closes the distance between. “You’re getting it now.” I take in a deep breath as his, cold firm chest presses against my breasts. “You ready for me to get you wet, Tripp? I've been waiting for this for a long, long time.” He’s too quick for me to even attempt to make an escape. He picks me up, wraps my legs around his waist and walks over the edge of the pool. I instantly take notice of his partial boner pressing firmly against my clit which only makes me wish we were naked. We sink to the bottom with his hands gripping into my bare thighs while he holds me close. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he pushes up with his muscular legs and we both swim back up to the top. I fight to catch my breath while pushing water from out of my face. “Dammit, Alex!” I hear him laughing behind me so I turn around to yell at him, but he’s too quick and is already back behind me again. “What’s the matter? You didn't expect me to get you so wet?” I lean my head back and bite my lip in frustration. Him and this damn teasing. He’s really getting a kick out of this. “You’re lucky I love you so much,” I bite out. I feel his body press up behind me before he wraps his arm around me and starts pulling me back to the edge of the pool. Once there, he picks me up and gives my ass a boost until I am on my knees, catching my breath on the smooth, wet ground. My body gets heated from the skin to skin contact and feeling his finger so close to being able to slip inside me. It’s the closest it’s been before and it steals my breath away. I chose to wear a thong today so not only did my dress ride up, but I’m sure he just got a full on view of my ass in his face. I quickly get back to my feet and turn around to face him, now embarrassed. He’s just standing there staring up at me, his eyes unreadable. “Aren't you getting out?” His eyes quickly scan over my breasts before moving down to my exposed thighs and staying there. “Yeah. I’m coming.” He smiles and I give him the middle finger. “No, I didn't mean it like that.” He laughs while pulling himself halfway out of the pool. “You have such a dirty mind,” he says in a serious tone. “I’m not sure I can handle living with someone with such filthy thoughts. You just might corrupt me.”


Get Off on the Pain (book 1) will be ON SALE for only 0.99c to celebrate the cover reveal of Something For the Pain.

Amazon | B&N

Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion. She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood. She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, and Get Off on the Pain. Victoria is currently working on more releases for 2015.

Victoria’s Facebook Page 

photo (22)

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Blog Tour: Get Off On The Pain by Victoria Ashley

5 Sexy Stars

Let me just start by saying that is one of my favorite reads of the year!!! I have read every book that Victoria has published and the girl keeps pumping out greatness!! Victoria Ashley has a knack for writing amazing books about these sexy broken men that you just crave to learn more about! She sucks you in with the way she portrays her characters that you become so caught up in the story and you feel every emotion right along side of them.

"I'm fucking tainted, Lyric. Running now would be your best option."

Memphis is not your typical dark, sexy brooding alpha male. Ok, so he is but there is just so much more to him. Memphis returns to his home town, Crooked Creek, after serving 6 years in County in search of his younger brother, Alex. Once her finds his brother his plan was to leave permanently, but of course things never go as planned. 

"A part of me died behind those walls and the other part isn't sure how to go on living. I no longer know how to live in society among normal people."

Lyric is a very independent, strong willed and sexy as hell woman. I envy her strength. Three years ago Lyric moved to Crooked Creek and was instantly hired to work at Ravage Tattoos and lives with her friend Bailey. She loves photography but since her move she has lost her desire but one night she finds herself a very sexy muse. The house across from hers has been abandoned for years and one night a mysterious man takes occupancy and piques her interest. 

"I close my eyes and Lyric flashes through my mind, making my whole world stand still at the thought of fucking shit up and never seeing her again. She's the only thing that silences the demons and makes me feel alive."

Memphis and Lyric separately have their own inner demons to battle but in the mean time find each other. He is constantly fighting temptation and Lyric wants in. Can they help each other fight their inner demons? Move beyond their past? Or do they allow their past to define them? 

"Every time my grip on him shifts, his muscles tense even more, as if he isn't used to being touched. It only makes me want to help break those walls down and continue to touch him if that makes sense."

This book is not for the faint-hearted. Filled with sexual tension, flirty chemistry and scorching sex scenes!! I could not put this book down. If you are like me and are totally into bad boys with troubled pasts, strong willed women, twists and turns, filled with gut wrenching action and emotional roller coasters then this book is one for you.

"Once you start feeling - the pain never stops. Physical pain I can deal with, but emotionally; I cut myself off a long time ago. And being around Lyric makes me feel things I haven't felt in a long time; hope, need, desire and selfishness. My need to be selfish with her and have her all to myself is too great to ignore."

After you read this one, make sure you check out all of Victoria Ashley's other books, you will not be sorry.

I live for the pain; it’s what drives me to keep moving. But there comes a time when one has to push the demons aside in order to survive. 

I thought I buried them deep. I thought I was ready to finally live. Until… my brother, Alex; he throws me into the fire—right into the place I could never control myself, the one place I never want to be again. 

When I put my hands on people, they get hurt. Things happen that bring me back to that night. The one that will forever torment me. 

I’m doing fine, keeping to myself in order to ensure no one gets hurt by me. Then along comes Lyric, and all I want to do is touch her, to put my hands in places that I know will only lead to her being crushed by me. 

She’s the rush that I crave. The darkest of poison running through my veins, killing me bit by bit; like a drug I can’t get enough of even though I’m almost down to my last breath. 
And being around her only hurts more, but what she doesn’t understand is that I welcome the pain; I get off on it, which in the end leaves me with the hardest decision of my life—one that might get us all killed…

Excerpt Two:

Ever since she came into my life, standing there behind me on the porch that day, I knew she would be hard to forget. From her messy, caramel hair and pouty lips, to the fire in her big, green eyes, I knew she was going to test me unlike anyone else ever has. I could tell she was a fighter just like me. 

      The only thing I need right now is to get out of my head and away from the woman beside me.

  “Go inside, Lyric. I’ll wait here until you get in.”

      She looks over at me from the passenger seat, one hand on the door handle. She’s not letting me go so easily. I can see it in her expression. “You’re not going home?”

 I turn away and look straight ahead, refusing to look at her. If I do – I’ll cave in. I’ve already done that enough with her. It needs to stop. “No. I can’t be there right now. You really don’t need to worry about it. Now go. Goodnight.”

      She takes her hand off the handle and pulls her seatbelt back on. “Good, because I don’t feel like going home either.” She nods her head toward the road. “Let’s go.”

      “No,” I say firmly. “Just go inside.”

      “Why not? What is the big deal? What is so wrong with taking me along and getting to know me? I’m not asking you for anything other than company. It’s a big fucking world and it sucks being in it alone.”

      I let out a slow, deep breath and finally look over at her. She needs to see that I’m a fucking monster. I ruin lives and it will be no different with her. “Because I don’t want you around me when I’m drinking. I’m working hard here to keep my fucking hands off you. If I get fucked out of my mind… I’m going to want to fuck you and once I fuck you, the game changes. You don’t want that. Trust me.”

      She nervously runs her hands through her hair and looks at my lips, swallowing. 

“You don’t know shit about what I want. Maybe I’m not as innocent as you think. Now can we go? It doesn’t look like Bailey is home anyways. I don’t feel like sitting home alone.”

      She always does this to me. I don’t get why she is so hard to get rid of. She’s pushing me and I can only hold off for so long before I fuck her senseless and pull her into my dark world; a place she doesn’t belong. “Just keep your distance from me. If your friends are there then you hang out with them. Okay?”

      I look over at her when she doesn’t respond. “Okay, Lyric? I need you to understand and stay away? Say it.”

      She looks up at me with fire in her eyes. She’s not happy with being told what to do. 

Another thing I like about her. Well fuck me. “Fine. I get it. Let’s just go,” she says stiffly.

Cover Image Photographer FuriousFotog

Cover Model Shawn Dawson

Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.

She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.

She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, and Get Off on the Pain. Victoria is currently working on more releases for 2015.

Monday, February 2, 2015

New Release: Lane One: Temptation by Justine Elvira


Theodore Rosely.

Handsome. Intelligent. Wealthy.

Great in bed with the body of a Greek God.

Just the mention of my name has women dropping their panties.

I'm one of the city's most eligible bachelors and women line up just to get a taste of me. I work hard to make millions during the day, and play hard at night.

Frumpy, overweight and average-looking is not my type. I like beautiful, thin women with tight bodies and an even tighter- well, you know what I'm getting at.
That's why the mysterious woman from my health club who swims laps every morning should not hold my interest. She's the exact opposite of what turns me on, yet I can't take my eyes off her.

She's intriguing... She's fascinating... And she's quickly becoming my obsession.

I can't learn enough about her.
I'm used to getting exactly what I want...
…and now I want her.


Entry #1715
If I were able to define beauty it would be simple. I'd just have to say her name. The way she smiles at the simplest of things, or the way she crinkles her nose when she doesn't like something. There's beauty in her laugh, her love of children, her kindness towards others, and her painful past full of despair and heartache. The pain she hides from the rest of the world is the most beautiful of all. It makes me want to protect her until my last breath. If the world got to see what I see every day, she would no longer be just mine. Every man who was lucky enough to be in her presence would want her.

"Can I get you anything else, sir?"

The fasten seat belt light flickers off, letting me know that it's okay to move around the plane cabin after the long stretch of turbulence ends. I stand up, stretching my legs out in front of my first class seat. There are two hours left on this eight-hour flight to London and I'm already itching to get back to Chicago.

"No, thanks," I reply, brushing past the petite woman and making my way to the small lavatory located in first class. It's unoccupied so I squeeze myself inside and lock the door behind me.

After relieving myself of the several cups of coffee I've consumed on the flight, I zip up my pants and wash my hands in the tiny sink, briefly glancing at my appearance in the mirror.

The man staring back at me looks worn out and fucking old as shit.

I've noticed the subtle changes in my appearance these past couple weeks and at first I thought I was going crazy. I was convinced I was seeing things that weren't there, but when the first few gray hairs started to appear near my temples, I couldn't pretend to imagine it anymore. The stress of everything having to do with her has made me age.

I hate leaving her, even for these little trips where I'm gone for less than forty-eight hours. Although I've hired the best team around, I don't trust the care she's under. If I'm not there to supervise the daily schedule, I live in fear that someone will make a mistake or mess up, and I'll be forced to live the rest of my life without her.

A life without her is not a life I'm willing to live.

I press down on the faucet and cup my hands, letting them fill with water before splashing my face. The cool water is refreshing against my skin, and in an odd way makes me feel slightly better and more awake. As I'm drying my face there is a knock on the lavatory door. I toss the paper towel in the garbage and unlock the door, ready to go back to my seat but instead someone walks in.

"Are you sure there's nothing else I can do for you, sir?" the eager flight attendant asks. I've always had this effect on women and even though I look the worst I've ever appeared, apparently women still want me.

 She's looking up at me, her eyes coated in heavy make-up. She can't be older than twenty. Her button up flight attendant top is open, revealing her perky, young breasts and while her offer might have been something I would have considered a while back, it's no longer a desire of mine when I'm in the right mindset.

She clicks the lock behind her and moves towards me in the confined space. The small toilet is pushing against the back of my legs so I have nowhere to move. Her firm chest brushes against mine as the palm of her hand slides against my stomach and lowers to the front of my trousers. She rubs the small palm of her hand up and down, attempting to get a reaction from my cock. I'm too stunned at the moment to stop her, too tired to think straight.
"I can be very helpful," she offers.

She undoes the button of my pants and slowly unzips them, lowering them past my hips. She places her delicate hands over my cock again and begins to stroke me over my boxer briefs.

It's been so long since I've been touched. I can't remember ever going this long without my dick receiving some kind of attention from the opposite sex. I need to stay focused. I need to remember why I'm here, why I'm on this plane. I run on a strict schedule. I like my detailed to-do lists and today's list is an easy one. 

There are just four simple steps.
*Go to London
*Sign the necessary paperwork needed at my business meeting
*Get my ass back on the plane to Chicago
*Go see my girl and make sure those incompetent assholes don't fuck up while I'm away

I'll be home in less than forty-eight hours. I can get through forty-eight fucking hours.

As I'm repeating the words over in my head I almost forget about the young woman in front of me until I feel my cock stir to life. Warmth spreads through my body and the desire to fuck something so I can come suddenly takes over my thoughts.

I look down at my dick but can only see the fiery, red hair of the flight attendant as she pulls my boxers down and devours my cock with her mouth.

Fuck me. That feels incredible.

I forgot how nice a soft set of lips and a warm mouth can feel around my cock.

As soon as I think it, a visual of the argumentative, fun-loving brunette I love pops into my head and I groan in agony instead of satisfaction. The redhead takes this as encouragement and she gently bites down on my long, hard length before dragging her teeth up to the head and sucking the tip. As great as it feels, I'm forced to push her off of me. She falls back against the door and I quickly zip myself back up while looking at her stunned face.
She's pretty, gorgeous really, but she's not her. No one will ever come close to her.

"That was sweet of you to offer, but I'm afraid I'm a one woman man."

"I can be discreet. No one will know," she whispers huskily.

"And I don't like repeating myself. You're a young woman who probably has more to offer a man than a blowjob in the lavatory of first class. You should focus on your job, while I focus on getting back in my seat. Excuse me."

I gesture towards the door and wait for her to stand up and adjust her clothing. She unlocks it and steps out of the small, enclosed space. I follow behind her to go back to my seat. The large leather seat is comfortable and I recline back, shutting my eyes to try and forget what just happened.

Forty-eight hours. I just need to get through the next forty-eight hours.

Buy Links

Author Info

I am an avid reader. I love so many different genres of books and began publishing my own stories in 2013. Writing is my release and I love to share the stories in my head with you. When I'm not writing I'm spending time with my children. *I love the idea of love. *Chocolate is my kryptonite. *I want my own HEA. *Rainstorms bring me peace. *Sleep is overrated. *I love alpha males. *Apple rules my life.