Saturday 14 February 2015

Release Day: Every Breath You Take by Blair Babylon

Brand-new New Adult Rock Star Romance
from USA Today-Bestselling Author Blair Babylon!






What happens when a Rock Star in Disguise meets a Billionaire in hiding?

Georgie doesn’t know who she is dating.

At a high society wedding, Georgie Johnson is introduced to Alexandre de Valentinois, a hereditary duke of nothing who flies around the world on his private planes and describes himself as “one of those despicable, idle rich men.” Yet, when pressed, he sings at the wedding in a gorgeous, clear tenor that tugs at Georgie’s soul, and miraculously, he calms her paralyzing stage fright so she can accompany him on the piano, even though she thought she had left her classical music career behind when she went into hiding.

But Alexandre has a dark side. His name is Xan Valentine, and he’s the rock star front man for Killer Valentine. He’s famous, but his paparazzi-dogged lifestyle might expose Georgie and get her killed.


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In the elevator, Georgie stood against the back wall while Alex slid a keycard into a slot above the buttons, backed away from her, and stared at the flickering floor display the whole time, which just about drove her insane until she saw the black dome embedded in the ceiling.
Okay, Georgie didn’t want to end up immortalized as a GIF entitled #GetARoom, either. She twirled her purse dangling from her wrist to pass the long, drawn-out, agonizing seconds while the elevator ascended, the increased velocity dragging at her feet.
Far up in the hotel, the elevator doors parted, and Alex seized her hand again and tugged her out of the elevator. Three doors led off the short hallway, and Georgie realized they were up in the suites.
Alex said, “It’s small. The hotel was sold out. Flicka and her wedding party booked the better suites months ago, so I was only able to get a deluxe.”
Georgie’s heart jumped in her chest, and her hands felt empty because she wasn’t touching him. “Just get us in there.”
His grin bore a touch of desperation as he flung open the door and pulled her inside after him.
Georgie caught a glimpse of a blue and white living room and a dining room with a table for six, and the scent of the white rose bundles filled the rooms as Alex pulled her though the suite. In the bedroom, golden silk draped the bed, and a breeze fluttered the white curtains over the window that was open to a view over the skyline of Paris. She tossed her purse on a nightstand.
Alex grabbed her arms, whirling her around, and he pushed her against the closed door and kissed her. The scent of sweet champagne flooded her mouth, and she breathed deeply. His forearms were braced against the door around her head, almost caging her as he bent to her. Georgie wound her arms around his neck, her fingers sliding into his long hair at the back of his neck. Alex groaned against her lips and reared back, then dipped his head to run his teeth over her neck. He shrugged his suit coat off behind himself, the dark blue fabric falling on the carpeting.
She dropped her hand, caressing his side through his shirt. Bulges of muscle rippled under her fingers. Even while his hot mouth blew champagne-scented breath on her neck, Georgie explored his body with her hands. She grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, pulling the fine cloth out of his waistband, and she ducked her hand under his shirt and soft undershirt beneath.
Ridges of muscle met her palm. He panted against her shoulder as she ran her palms and fingers into the furrows between his abdominals and up to the lean bulges of his pecs.
His hands smoothed over her hips, reaching for the zipper down her backside.
This felt tawdry, a quick fuck at a wedding with the guy she had performed a song with, and that was fantastic. Long-term relationships and even repeat sex weren’t on her agenda. Alex probably lived in Europe, and if they ever ran into each other again, they could be amicable and polite, and he would be just another guy that she used to fuck.
Perfect.




Blog Stop & Review: His Wicked Celtic Kiss by Karyn Gerrard







It took just one teasing wink and a sexy Irish lilt from bad boy Lorcan Byrne to turn Julie Denison’s world upside down. The problem is, he’s only in town for six months, and happily ever after isn’t in this world traveler’s vocabulary.

Julie’s worked hard to get her life in a good place—dropping substantial weight and getting a great job at her friend’s bakery. But this handsome charmer is just as tempting as any of the decadent pastries she sells, and she can’t resist his advances for long. Julie fully expects Lorcan to break her heart—but she’s planning to enjoy every second she can of their explosive chemistry.

After years of danger as a soldier and a spy, Lorcan fled to tiny Rockland, Maryland for some boring downtime. He didn’t count on meeting someone who could ignite his libido and soothe his damaged heart, and their passion soon leads to deeper feelings. But can Julie convince Lorcan he has more to offer her than just his wicked Celtic kiss?



HIS WICKED CELTIC KISS (Book #2)

THE WICKED BAD (Book #1)


“Julie. You look beautiful,” he whispered
with awe. The smile slid from her face and her lip trembled. Oh, damn. What did I say? He wasn't lying. He held out his hand,
she took it and stood. “You've done your hair. Like ribbons of golden sun.” He
dropped her hand and stepped close so her breasts brushed against his chest. He
bit back a groan, then framed her face and stroked her flushed cheeks with his
thumbs. A sheen of moisture glittered in her beautiful eyes. “Brings out those
adorable gold flecks in your lovely eyes, darlin’." 
  “Thank you,” she murmured. Her vulnerable response touched him in a
deep uncharted area of his heart. He lowered his head and tilted her face up.
“I've been aching to do this since that night at the pub. Indulge me. Only a
taste.” His lips barely touched hers, but it sent roaring heat to all parts of
his body. Lorcan suddenly had a vision of sprawling her across the counter and
plunging himself into her feminine heat. Where did that come from? Just from an
innocent kiss? He didn't dare suckle those lips any more or he’d lose all
control. He stepped back.
 Julie’s eyes were closed and her lips still
slightly puckered. A slight whimper of protest came from her when he moved
away. "Thank you." Lorcan smiled broadly. “You’re welcome. You’d best
prepare yourself, Julie. Whenever we find ourselves alone like this, I will be
kissing you. You’ll never know when it’s coming or just how wicked it will be.”
 Her eyes snapped opened. “Wicked?”  “Aye, I've been told I’ve a wicked
kiss.” He winked at her. “Shall we head out? Nick recommended this place so if
it’s no bloody good, we can blame him.”
 Julie smiled and nodded. He took her hand. Simmering flame, bloody hell. 

This is a sizzlingly hot story set in a small town in Maryland.

Lorcan Byrne takes up an offer from his friend to work temporarily in the US. After many years of flitting around the world as part of the work he was involved with, he views six months in this small American town as a place to kickback for a while, especially if he gets an opportunity to demonstrate his wicked Celtic kiss!

Julie Denison has struggled with her weight and self-esteem most of her life, only managing to shed the excess pounds in recent years. However her confidence is far from recovered and she still has a daily battle to keep her sweet tooth cravings under control. When a gorgeous Irish man appears, she is instantly taken with him, but just can't see herself as possibly being attractive to any man.

The interaction between Lorcan and Julie is awkward to begin with. You can feel Julie's anxieties as she struggles to accept that this man finds her attractive. However, when he manages to break down her inhibitions you can feel the heat building between them. At times I wanted to knock their heads together in frustration especially as Julie's actions left me exasperated. I really began to think that Julie wasn't very bright because her actions seemed unrealistic for someone her age - to be so naïve in all aspects of her life, not just in relationships. In response to Julie, Lorcan tended to talk down to her like an adult to a child. The overall effect is two people who fall in love with each other, who are pussy-footing around in an attempt to deflect attention away from their mutual feelings.

I would have liked to have seen the storyline more developed to include more of Lorcan's life away from Julie – what exactly did he do to earn his salary and Mercedes? Overall a well written,fun read with good character development.

3½ Stars


 ***arc received from Publisher in exchange for an honest review***




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Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few bestsellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write in different genres and time periods, though historicals and contemporaries are her favorite.


As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.
Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.