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Tuesday, 2 April 2019

Release Day Spotlight: The Takeover Effect by Nisha Sharma




Hemdeep Singh knows exactly what he wants. With his intelligence and determination, he has what it takes to build his own legacy away from Bharat, Inc. and the empire his father created. But when his brother calls him home, Hem puts his dreams on hold once again to help save the company he walked away from. That’s when he encounters the devastating Mina Kohli in the Bharat boardroom, and he realizes he’s in for more than he had bargained.

Mina will do whatever it takes to recover control of her mother’s law firm, even if it means agreeing to an arranged marriage. Her newest case assignment is to assist Bharat in the midst of a potential takeover. It could be the key to finally achieving her goal while preventing her marriage to a man she doesn’t love—as long as her explosive attraction to Hem doesn’t get in the way.  

As Mina and Hem work to save Bharat, they not only uncover secrets that could threaten the existence of the company, but they also learn that in a winner-takes-all game, love always comes out on top.

Nisha’s work has been featured in NPR, Cosmopolitan, Seventeen, Bustle, Buzzfeed, and more. She’s best known for her YA romances which have received thrilling praise across the board, including:
  • “Sharma’s delightful contemporary rom-com debut is peppered with Bollywood references, and is the perfect timepass for both the Bollywood-obsessed and filmi (melodrama) novices.”—Teen Vogue 
  • “Charming, romantic, and super sweet, contemporary fans will fall hard for Sharma’s debut novel.”—Buzzfeed
  • “A delightful and humorous debut.”—Kirkus Reviews *starred review*
  • “A strong, winsome heroine; a solid supporting cast, including family; and a romantic triangle that rivals any Bollywood plot.”—Booklist
  • “A satisfying story with a layer of dramatic intrigue.”—Publishers Weekly
  • “This sweet, likeable novel will be a good addition to collections where romance and multicultural titles are popular.”—VOYA

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Nisha Sharma is the author of the YA novel My So-Called Bollywood Life, and the adult contemporary romance The Takeover Effect. Her writing has been praised in NPR, Cosmopolitan, Teen Vogue, Buzzfeed, Hypable and more. Nisha credits her father for her multiple graduate degrees, and her mother for her love of Shah Rukh Khan and Jane Austen. She lives in New Jersey with her Alaskan husband, her cat Lizzie Bennett and her dog Nancey Drew. You can find her online at nisha-sharma.com or on Twitter and Instagram at @nishawrites.

Tuesday, 17 April 2018

Release Day Spotlight & Review: Unmasked By The Marquess by Cat Sebastian



Unmasked By The Marquess 
by Cat Sebastian
Series The Regency Impostors #1
Genre Adult Historical Romance
Publisher Avon Impulse
Publication Date April 17, 2018



The one you love…

Robert Selby is determined to see his sister make an advantageous match. But he has two problems: the Selbys have no connections or money and Robert is really a housemaid named Charity Church. She’s enjoyed every minute of her masquerade over the past six years, but she knows her pretense is nearing an end. Charity needs to see her beloved friend married well and then Robert Selby will disappear…forever.

May not be who you think…

Alistair, Marquess of Pembroke, has spent years repairing the estate ruined by his wastrel father, and nothing is more important than protecting his fortune and name. He shouldn’t be so beguiled by the charming young man who shows up on his doorstep asking for favors. And he certainly shouldn’t be thinking of all the disreputable things he’d like to do to the impertinent scamp.

But is who you need…

When Charity’s true nature is revealed, Alistair knows he can’t marry a scandalous woman in breeches, and Charity isn’t about to lace herself into a corset and play a respectable miss. Can these stubborn souls learn to sacrifice what they’ve always wanted for a love that is more than they could have imagined?



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Regardless,” Charity said, “it would be odd if I refused his invitation to join his club. I didn’t drink all that much, and I didn’t lose any money at the tables. I promise that there’s nothing for you to worry about.” At least, nothing more than the usual. “Besides, since when do you object to a gentleman having a bit of harmless fun?”
Louisa stared at her, mouth hanging open. “Charity, you are not a gentleman,” she whispered.
Charity felt herself blush. It wasn’t as if she could protest, but the fact of the matter was that she felt more like a gentleman than she did anything else. Cheeks hot, she said, “You know what I meant.”
They stood there for a moment, regarding one another—Louisa in her white dressing gown and hair in curling papers, Charity in rumpled evening clothes, cravat rakishly askew.
What are you going to do after I marry, Charity?” Louisa asked, breaking the silence.
I don’t know.” Charity glanced away from Louisa’s face, taking in the peeling paint on the door frame. “There’s the gamekeeper’s cottage at Fenshawe. I could stay there,” she said, knowing it for a lie.
Louisa wrapped her dressing gown tightly around her. “But we won’t own Fenshawe after Cousin Clifton inherits.”
The “we” was generous. Charity had never owned anything, least of all the estate of Fenshawe. Robbie had owned it. And since it had been entailed, it ought to have passed to his cousin. But when Robbie died, Charity had already been attending Cambridge under his name. Her thoughts muddled by grief and confusion, it didn’t seem so terrible to keep quiet about Robbie’s death and step into his shoes at home as well. The cousin, living in Dorset, could be kept in ignorance.
Sometimes when Charity was having a hard time falling asleep, she tried to think of exactly how many laws she had broken, how many ways she ought to have been hanged or transported. But Robbie had scarcely any property that wasn’t entailed. Louisa, not yet sixteen, would have been destitute and homeless. For the two years since Robbie’s death, they had stinted and scraped together enough money out of the estate’s income to fund this season in London and put together a modest dowry for Louisa. The plan was for Louisa to marry and then they would figure out a way to set things right, to let the cousin inherit and to allow Charity to go back to being herself.
Whoever that was.
I could live with you, after your marriage,” Charity countered, already knowing that it could never happen.
You know I'd love nothing more,” Louisa said, and Charity believed it. “But I just realized that whoever I marry will recognize you as my brother. You can’t very well put on a gown and hope nobody notices the resemblance.”
Charity had known that from the beginning. There could be no happy ending to this deception. Even when Robbie was alive and healthy and brash and persuasive, she had understood that if she went to Cambridge in his stead there would be no going back to being plain Charity.
Even if there were, she didn’t want any part of it. There would be no more gowns, no more floors to scrub.
Neither could she continue as Robert Selby one minute longer than strictly necessary. Charity didn’t have the stomach for it.
She would be alone, adrift, with no name and no friends. She would, in fact, be in much the same situation she had been in before arriving at Fenshawe over fifteen years ago. The only difference was that this time her aloneness would be the result of her own choice, a sacrifice she had made to protect the one person who was left to her. She looked fondly at Louisa.
Charity, where will you go?” Louisa asked with her eyes wide. “What will we do?”
She leaned forward and kissed Louisa on the cheek. “Never mind that, my girl. I have it all in hand,” she lied.




Another, more than satisfying adventure set in Regency England. I've been a fan of Cat Sebastian's since reading her début; The Soldier's Scoundrel. Her M/M novels are some of my favourite historical romances. So, picking up her latest new release is effortless and what I love most about this one is her ability to create something new and refreshing.

Spending time trying to repair the estate ruined by his feckless father has been a large part of Alistair, Marquess of Pembroke's adult life. Restoring the family reputation and protecting his wealth are his only concerns. So, when a cheeky young scamp comes to his door asking for favours, he surprises himself by not only offering to assist but by his attraction to the scrawny looking chap.

Robert Selby needs a favour or two. With no money or connections, he has to secure the future for his sister and find a suitable husband for her. Only, he is actually a housemaid called Charity Church, an unfortunate situation. When he asks the Marquess of Pembroke for assistance, he's surprised and relieved by his begrudging offer to support his scheme, but it's his attraction to the gruff older gentleman which astonishes him more.

As expected, many colourful secondary characters are present. As allies to the protagonists' unconventional tentative relationship, they are humorous and entertaining. However, the journey to their happy ending is as bumpy as you'd expect for a pompous bisexual hero and his non-binary heroine. For me, it's refreshing and identifies the people who I've always believed to exist in history but seldom discussed. Bravo to the author for bringing such characters and their fascinating lives to our attention.

Watching the stiff, proper Marquess weaken his attraction to Robin is endearing. Finding out Charity's real identity is a gift he can't ignore. His acceptance very much down to his preference to Robin rather than when Charity is herself. Equally, Charity's single-mindedness to continue masquerading as a man and how the pair finally finds a solution that works for them to be together rather than apart is captivating.

One attribute that stands out with Ms Sebastian's work is the positivity she places on the happiness of her protagonists. I love that fiction allows a rosier than normal view of their existence, because why shouldn't we portray characters from centuries ago enjoying their lives, regardless of their sexual orientation? Robin/Charity and Alistair's romance has all the elements to cause a scandal at worse or unlimited gossip for the ton at the very least. However, their relationship is normal albeit eccentric to the uninformed. I appreciate the author's notes at the end of this novel which highlights our protagonists' relationship isn't unique even in Regency times.

To sum up, another exquisitely written narrative which hooked me right from the start. As a go-to favourite author, I'm eagerly anticipating her next release. If you are looking for an exceptional historical romance, Unmasked By The Marquess comes highly recommended.

***arc generously received courtesy of Avon Impulse via Edelweiss+*** 




Cat Sebastian lives in a swampy part of the South with her husband, three kids, and two dogs. Before her kids were born, she practiced law and taught high school and college writing. When she isn’t reading or writing, she’s doing crossword puzzles, bird watching, and wondering where she put her coffee cup.


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Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Blog Tour,Giveaway & Review: Learning the Ropes by T.J.Kline


Learning the Ropes
Rodeo #3
By: T.J. Kline
Released September 30th
Avon Impulse



Rule #1 - Don’t lose focus...
Barrel racer Alicia Kanani has had a long road to the top - and she’s not quite there yet. Finances have always been tight, and in the glitz and glam world of professional rodeo, that means that second best is probably the best she can hope for. With the National Finals coming up, she’s certainly not looking for a pair of cowboys to distract her.
Rule #2 - Don’t gamble what you can’t live without…
Playboy Chris Thomas is sure Alicia’s the perfect woman for his level-headed team roping partner, David Greenly. It seems like a match, until Chris realizes he wants Alicia for himself. The stakes have been raised; David and Chris are supposed to be a team, and this time, they’re on opposite sides.
Can Alicia rope this playboy’s heart, or will they find themselves too tangled up to let true love in?


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Chris shifted so they could lie down, letting her use his bicep as a pillow while Chris lay on his side, facing her, his hand at her waist. His brain rang out with warning bells—move away, don’t touch her, drive home, get himself out of this—but his body quit listening. His fingers burned where they lay against her skin but he didn't want to pull away. His gut twisted as need circled, spreading throughout him, taunting him, tormenting. It would be so easy to ignore his good sense right now, to bend his head and take those full pouting lips into a kiss that he was sure would be incredible, to watch her eyes darken with desire instead of worry. His fingers twitched against her satin skin and her fingers curled against his chest, clutching his t-shirt.
And then he saw the tears in her eyes. Concern filled him.
Ali, what is it?” He forced himself to move his hand from her waist, from the glorious temptation offered him, to brush away a tear on her cheek. “Talk to me.”
I don't know if it's what he wants. He always said he did but what if he changes his mind. And he's getting older. I see the toll it's taken for him to run the Diamond Bar. He can't do it forever.” She gulped air as the tears continued to fall unchecked. He’d never seen Ali cry in all the time he’d known her and it broke his heart to know she was this worried. “What will they do then? They won't have a place to stay if I can't get this ranch soon.”
Honey, your dad is still doing just fine. He's got a lot of years ahead of him still. Bradley isn't going to let him go or kick him out.” Chris chuckled softly and brushed another tear away with his thumb as she hiccupped. “You're getting worked up over things that are a long way off.”
But they aren't.” She shook her head in denial. “Do you know how long it's taken to save this money up to get this place? If I don't get it now. . . .”
There are other places, other ranches,” he reassured her. “Relax. Everything will work out. I promise.”
Her eyes met his. “You can't promise that. You've got everything, Chris. The property, the money backing you, the family, the security. There’s nothing you want that you can’t have.”
Was that how she saw him? A spoiled, rich kid who didn’t know what it was to want something and not get it? She had no idea how badly he wanted her but was denying himself because he couldn’t sacrifice what they’d built over the years.
You might be surprised,” he muttered, staring into her eyes. She looked up at him and he could read her confusion.
He couldn't help himself. He couldn’t hold back any longer. With her staring up at him, so trusting, so open, and so damn beautiful, how was he supposed to resist her? Chris dipped his head, barely touching his lips to hers. He shouldn't have done it. He should hate himself for taking advantage of the fact that she'd been drinking and wouldn’t even remember the kiss, let alone most of this night, but he couldn't stop himself. He didn’t want to.
He'd wanted to kiss her this way as long as he could remember and he wasn't disappointed. Her lips were soft and, when his lips brushed hers in a light caress, she gasped slightly. He knew he should pull away, send her inside, and pretend this never happened. That’s what a friend would do. Instead he tasted her, tentatively plucking at her lower lip with his mouth, breathing her in. Dear God, help him. Other than her surprise, she was open beneath him, her fingers curling against the hard wall of his chest as his hands found her waist again, desperate to touch the skin exposed by her shirt.
He had to stop this now. She was his friend, his sister's best friend, not some groupie he could leave behind in the morning. Hating their circumstances, he drew back with painstaking slowness, need throbbing in him, centering in his loins. “Ali, I'm sorry, I—”
He didn't get a chance to finish his thought as her hands found his jaw and pulled him back to her, curling her fingers around the nape of his neck, her tongue sneaking past the barrier of his lips. The touch sent white hot flames of desire licking at his resolve, destroying it with the simple touch. His hand slid up the back of her shirt, gliding over her smooth flesh, his thumb brushing the lace along the side of her bra as his tongue plunged into her mouth.
Ali was unlike anyone else, like candy with a kick. Even the taste of her was sweet. Soda and whiskey. Sweet and sultry. And it wrecked him completely. One kiss would never be enough. He dragged her closer to him, groaning as she arched against his chest, his thumb brushing the curve of her breast. His heart stopped beating as she sighed against his lips, her head dropping backward, exposing her neck to him. He couldn’t remember any of the reasons he should stop as he accepted all she offered, letting his lips find the sensitive curve at the hollow of her throat before nuzzling the soft shell of her ear. Her curves fit against him like a part of him he hadn't even realized was missing.
Ali,” he growled, his hand moving to cover her breast, his thumb brushing over the tight peak through the thin material. She arched against him, her fingers digging into the corded muscles of his back, her nipple pressing against his palm through the lace, shocking his senses.
What in the hell are you doing?
This was Ali and she was as far from sober as he'd ever seen her. One of them had to keep their wits and, thanks to his stop at the liquor store, he'd made sure it wasn’t Ali. He couldn't betray her trust and take advantage of her this way, even if it caused him physical pain to stop kissing her perfect mouth. Chris eased away from her slowly, brushing back a strand of her hair that fell between them. The ache in him grew to gargantuan proportions as he separated himself from her with a hand on her upper arm. She whimpered softly against him, pressing her lips to his jaw. He was going to have to think fast if he wanted to repair the damage he'd done to their friendship, praying she was too far gone to remember anything come morning.
Chris smiled down at her, giving her his most rakish grin, and arched a brow. “Well, that was something we've never tried before.”



Well! That was totally unexpected... but in a good way, once I'd decided to ignore the love triangle warning signs flashing on my reading device ;-) I absolutely loved this book. What can I say? Cowboys!

Alicia is a barrel racer with a career goal to reach the National Finals Rodeo. Unlike her main rival, Alicia is from a poor but hardworking family. Chris is the brother of Alicia's best friend Sydney. He's from a ranching family with aspirations to reach the National Finals Rodeo too, along with his roping partner and best friend David. They plan to open a rodeo school, but need to win a championship title at the finals to validate their rodeo pedigree. All hell lets loose when Chris decides to matchmake Alicia with David, bringing out unexpected feelings and desires.

When I read a book, I'm absolutely thrilled to learn something new, whether it is a recipe, tradition or facts. This book is packed with everything I need to know about rodeo and all things equine. This adds to the overall enjoyment for me, as the plot became alive, as I lived the world of rodeo through words. I love how the author manages to pour so much energy into the characters as the chemistry between Alicia and Chris was off the charts – they were sizzling hot. Plus a full spectrum of emotions from lust, pain, defeat, hope, determination, humour and love.

This is the first book I have read by T. J. Kline, but it most certainly wont be the last. From the moment I started reading, I just wanted to keep going until I was finished. Now I want to read the earlier books in the series and I'd very much like a HEA for the guy who didn't get the girl, please...


***arc provided in exchange for an honest review***



T. J. Kline was raised competing in rodeos and Rodeo Queen competitions since the age of 14 and has thorough knowledge of the sport as well as the culture involved. She has written several articles about rodeo for small periodicals, as well as a more recent how-to article for RevWriter, and has published a nonfiction health book and two inspirational fiction titles under the name Tina Klinesmith. She is also an avid reader and book reviewer for both Tyndale and Multnomah. In her spare time, she can be found laughing hysterically with her husband, children, and their menagerie of pets in Northern California.

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