Month: February 2018

New Release + 5 Star ARC Review ✻ Flash Point (The High Sierras #1) by Diane Benefiel

 

Flash Point (High Sierras 1)

Diane Benefiel

Reviewed by Jacqui
Once again Diane Benefiel has written a story that captured me from page 1. Her ability to tell a story that makes you want to keep reading is incredible. This time her story focuses on Emmaline Kincaid or Emma. She has just inherited her grandfather’s fishing resort. She has no idea what to do but vows to make it work. With a little elbow grease and the help of new friends, she starts rebuilding what her grandfather started and a place she has fond memories of. Unfortunately, someone in the small town of Hangman’s Loss has other ideas and is desperate to run her out of town.

But as every great story it needs a hot sheriff who can help keep her safe, and maybe fall in love with her. Everyone knows Chief Bradley Gallagher in Hangman’s Loss. He is a standup guy who will do just about anything for you. But when he meets Emma, his focus turns to one thing, keeping her safe and finding out who is trying to destroy her. Up for the challenge Chief Gallagher sticks close to Emma and will protect her at any cost. What he didn’t expect was to find the one person that completes him and makes solving this case even more important.

Diane Benefiel you blow me away every time I read one of your books. I can’t wait to see what happens next in Hangman’s Loss. Thank you for bringing us Emma and Brad’s story.

Reconsidering Her Options
 
Stalwart, honest, a stand-up guy – high praise, right? Wears his jeans just right, single, a catch – pretty much everyone in Hangman’s Loss, a quirky little town in the Eastern Sierras, adores the hell out of Police Chief Bradley Gallagher. Yet, new resident Emma Kincaid is determined to keep him at arm’s length, and with good reason. But vandalism, arson, and a violent attack have her rethinking her stance. Has someone from her past caught up with her, or is the escalating threat coming from within her newfound community? Sparks fly as Brad races against time to keep her safe, and passions combust when they join forces to combat the danger.
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Excerpt

Okay, there was a cop out there and not all cops were bad.
That was rational. She wasn’t a kid again, in a patrol car paralyzed by terror.
Dread gripped her at the realization that, as much as she hated the idea, she
would have to trust this cop.



“I repeat, this is the police. Come out with your hands up.”

Bracing herself, she tried to speak but a dry throat made her voice inaudible.
A convulsive swallow, and she tried again. “I’m coming out.”
Cautious, she eased into the doorway. She pushed open the screen, grip tight on
the heavy flashlight, then hesitated, blinded by the powerful beam of his
light.
He stood in front of the porch, a shadow darker than the rest. “Stop. Lower
your flashlight to the floor.”
Emma ordered herself not to freak out. Crouching, she reluctantly set down her
only possible weapon. “This is my place. I can be here.” Even to her own ears,
her voice sounded tight with dread.
“We’ll figure that out.” When she’d risen again, he continued, “Put your hands
behind your head and come down the steps.”
Emma raised her arms, linking her fingers behind her head. Slowly she moved
forward. That voice kept whispering in the back of her mind. He could be a
rogue cop. He could rape and kill her, bury her body out in the woods somewhere
and no one would even know she was gone. If he made one wrong move, she’d take
her chances and run. Poised for flight, she couldn’t keep a hard shiver from
wracking her body.
“What’s your name?”
His voice had a low timbre that was somehow calming. They probably taught the
technique in cop school. She tried to see beyond the blinding light but
couldn’t make out his features. “My name is Emma, and this is my property.” She
paused. “Can I put my hands down?”
She’d never felt more vulnerable in her life when the cop ignored her question
and moved behind her. She tensed as he gripped her wrists with one warm hand
and conducted a quick pat down with the other. “Is there anyone with you?”
Her heart beating so hard it was a wonder she didn’t pass out. Emma conducted a
fast internal debate on whether to admit there was no one else, but realized
she had no choice. She was alone. “It’s just me.”
The unyielding presence behind her made her hyperaware. The creak of the
leather cop belt, the hiss of his radio, even the scuff of his boots on gravel
brought back frightening flashes of memory that served to reinforce that she
was at his mercy. And that this could go very, very badly for her. To the
depths of her soul, Emma hated feeling so vulnerable.
He released her clasped hands and moved to stand in front of her. Angling the
flashlight so it wasn’t shining directly in her face, he stood back, watchful.
A stillness settled over him. He stared at her, making her aware of the pull of
his gaze. After a long, arrested moment he appeared to gather himself.
“You can lower your hands now. Sit down on the steps.” He pulled the radio off
his belt, low voice reporting his location and situation, then strode back to
his vehicle to open the rear door.
Sinking onto the porch steps, Emma watched as he leaned inside to retrieve
something, then moved to the driver’s door to reach in and flip off the
headlights. His radio buzzed and he paused to respond. He had the sure,
economical movements of a supremely self-confident man.
The dome light of the SUV lit him from the side, showing a strong profile. His
eyes were on her but he was a good thirty feet away. He responded to the radio
and took his gaze off her to lean farther into the vehicle.
Watching him warily, Emma thought briefly, insanely, of running. She could do
it. Just slip into the darkness and find safety in the trees. But that would be
madness. So far he’d done nothing threatening, other than being a cop, and,
more importantly, she hadn’t done anything wrong. But having the legal right to
be here sure didn’t make her feel any safer.
“Don’t even think about it.”
Emma startled, looking up to find him staring at her across the distance.
Great, the cop was a mind reader.
 

Author Bio

National Readers’ Choice Award winner for her novel, Solitary
Man, Diane Benefiel has been an avid reader all her life. She
enjoys a wide range of genres, from westerns to fantasy to mysteries, but
romance has always been a favorite. She writes what she loves best to read
– emotional, heart-gripping romantic suspense novels. She likes writing
romantic suspense because she can put the hero and heroine in all sorts of
predicaments that they have to work together to overcome.

A native Southern Californian, Diane enjoys nothing better than summer.
For a high school history teacher, summer means a break from teenagers, and
summer allows her to spend her early mornings immersed in her current writing
project. With both kids living out of the house, in addition to writing, she
enjoys camping and gardening with her husband. Diane loves hearing from her
readers.

New Release + 5 ARC Review ☆ Just an Illusion – Unplugged (The Illusion Series – Book #4) by D. Kelly

 

 

 

Unplugged Dee Kelly

REVIEWED BY JACQUI

If you read the other three in the Just an Illusion Series, and you need to before this one, you already know the story. Dee Kelly took us through the highs and lows of the Weston boys and their love, Mel. She created an amazing love story with the first two books, and then broke us all down in book three. But now she is back with Sawyer’s story, and what a story it is. We get to see a different side to Sawyer. Past the bad boy image we saw in the other books and into his true feelings.

 

Even though you think it will be the same story that was already told, it’s how it is told. By Sawyer. The feeling of living in the shadow of your twin and wanting something he has. We get to see the softer side of Sawyer and the emotions he goes through to let his twin have a happily ever after. The strain on their relationship as well as the relationships with the other band members. It was well worth reading their story again and thankfully Dee will not be getting a mail delivery of Kleenex which I swore I would send her if the story was like the last one.

 

Dee, I’m glad you took your time with Sawyer’s story to make it right. He needed to have his story told the way you did. Although most people were #teamweston, this definitely solidified my whole #teamsawyer status. What a great book to start off 2018 with. Thanks Dee for not making me cry.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Synopsis

Sawyer Weston is cocky and arrogant. With his sinful smile and sexy dimples, he’s gotten his way most of his life. Infamous for his one-night stands and moves between the sheets, the lead singer for Bastards and Dangerous has never considered relationships—until he meets her.

With her curvy body, sarcastic mouth, and uncanny ability to put Sawyer in his place, Amelia Greyson has captured his heart. She can see into his soul and knows what he truly wants from life. Sawyer has a problem, though—she’s dating his twin brother Noah.

Although he wants her with every breath he takes, Sawyer and Noah’s complicated history prevents him from making a move on her.
Just an Illusion—Unplugged tells Sawyer’s story. Every thought, every feeling, are yours for the taking. Are you ready?

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Excerpt

 

After removing my shoes and putting my clothes in the hamper, I hop under the heated spray and try clearing my mind. It’s no use; I’m still picturing the glimmer of lust in Mel’s eyes from when I told her I wanted to put her over my knee. I want to smack that tight ass of hers until it’s pink and she’s begging me to fuck her.

Unlike earlier today, my cock is rock hard. My soaped-up fingers circle the tip of my dick, my pre-cum adding to the slickness. With my head against the tile wall, I work myself to the point of no return. Imagining Amelia’s pretty, pouty lips circling my dick and swallowing me down her throat is my undoing. My body trembles with the aftershocks of one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. Getting myself off shouldn’t feel that good, but damn … it was like she was right here with me.

How am I letting this girl I don’t even know get under my skin? She’s bitchy, sarcastic, and undeniably sexy in the most obscure way. She’s not one iota my type, yet I can’t get her out of my head. I just need to sleep with her and get it out of my system. She seems like the kind of woman who can handle a one-night stand. And since she doesn’t like me or my band, I won’t have to worry about her turning into a clinger.

I’ve just wrapped my towel around my waist and cracked the bathroom door when I hear someone step into my room. No one comes in without knocking, ever. If it’s not her, it’s Belle, but one of them is about to get a surprise.

Rapidly flipping the light off, I open the door and pull the unsuspecting girl inside. “What the fuck?” she gasps.

It’s her.

“Fucking hell, Princess,” I growl. The room is dark and steamy, and before she can tell me to shove my Princess comment where the sun doesn’t shine, my mouth crashes against hers. As I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her closer, I weave the fingers of my free hand through her hair. Her scent is intoxicating, and as I slide my tongue across her lips, she opens to me. My heart pounds in my chest as our tongues meet for the first time. Her mouth tastes like heaven, but the two of us together could easily burn a path straight to hell.

Her body fits perfectly against mine, and as our tongues duel for control, she wraps her arms around me and releases her soft cries of pleasure against my mouth.

If another woman had ever kissed me like this, I would have given up my bachelorhood a long time ago.

She tugs my lip ring with her teeth, and it sends a jolt straight to my cock. I’m moaning just as much as she is, and when her body begins grinding against my dick, I slide my hand down her tight little ass, bringing us even closer together. I want her doggy style on my bed, and the thought alone practically takes me to my knees. Her gasp brings me back to the present as she abruptly pushes me away.

What the fuck?

“We can’t.” Her voice is a breathless whisper.

“Oh, Princess,” I say, placing her hand on my dick, “I’m pretty sure we can.”

She laughs, and it’s like music for my soul. With a laugh like that, I have to see her smile, so I flip on the light and she blinks rapidly. Oops, guess I didn’t exactly think that through, but oh well, it’s worth it because she’s still smiling and it looks damn good on her. Once her eyes focus, she takes me in. There isn’t an inch of my body her gaze doesn’t roam across. I know she said no, but when she licks her lips and bites down on her bottom lip, I know it’s her mind talking over her sex drive.

When her eyes land on my chest, the rapid rise and fall of hers becomes noticeable. This girl has a thing for my piercings. I’m tempted to drop my towel, if for no other reason than to see her lick those luscious lips of hers again. Too bad, she’s starting to come to her senses, I was enjoying the pheromone high between us.

With a regretful look, she speaks, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this.”

“Your body says otherwise,” I counter, curious as hell to see how this is going to play out.

“Maybe it does, but I don’t think with my body anymore, I think with my mind. We can’t do this if I’m coming on tour with you.”

So she made her decision. All right, I’ll play her game … for now. I’ll deal with a temporary disappointment as long as I know I’ve got access to her for the next year and a half. I’ll talk to Noah about her tonight and tell him how I feel because if there’s one thing I know as easily as my own name, it’s that me and Princess are meant to be fuck buddies.

“All right. I’ve never had a woman turn me down before. I’m not sure I like it. It’s your call, Princess. You know where to find me if you change your mind.”

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Just an Illusion – The B Side (The Illusion Series – Book 2)

 

 
 Just an Illusion – EP (The Illusion Series – Book 3)

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About the Author

 

D. Kelly, author of The Acceptance Series, The Illusion Series, and standalone companion novels Chasing Cassidy and Sharing Rylee, was born and raised in Southern California. She’s a wife, mom, dog lover, taxi, problem fixer, and extreme multi-tasker. She married her high school sweetheart and is her kids’ biggest fan. Kelly has been writing since she was young and took joy in spinning stories to her childhood friends. Margaritas and sarcasm make her smile, she loves the beach but hates the sand, and she believes Starbucks makes any day better. A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it.

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