Friday, 12 February 2016

Review: The Sweetest Kiss (Chasing Love #3) by Candace Shaw #AARomance

The Blurb

Luscious, tantalizing, delectable…and that's just Tiffani Chase-Lake's cupcakes. The moment Broderick Hollingsworth sets eyes on the sexy baker herself, he's truly intrigued. For the first time, the wary real estate developer is ready to open up to someone. Then he realizes that his next business deal is going to leave Tiffani and her cozy bakery high and dry… 

Just as hardworking single mom Tiffani is falling for Broderick's easy charm, she learns about the property deal that will destroy her business. Even her most decadent dessert can't eclipse the bitter taste of betrayal. Tiffani's livelihood and her independence are on the line. Walking away from their sensual chemistry won't be easy—but is trusting him a recipe for heartache? 

My Review

From start to finish this was a fantastic book. To be honest I was initially drawn to the cupcake on the cover, but when I read the blurb it was a must read. When I learned it was a series I put off reading The Sweetest Kiss and read the two before it. I really enjoyed the twin’s stories, but I’ll admit that this one is my favorite.

I loved that the initial perspective we got was from Broderick (sexy, suave, and rich = delicious man) and how such a normally cool guy could be affected by Tiffany by sight only. The concept of fate flowed through in that scene and I was hooked. It helped that when they did meet the attraction was instantaneous on both sides.

In the first two novels I had gotten a completely different conception of Tiffany’s first marriage than was reality. This aspect added a depth to the story knowing that she’d gone through hard times, pulled through, and made a success out of her life. It brought a wonderful internal conflict to the character which bled into the external one.

I had one tiny issue. In my humble opinion, Tiffany overreacted to some news she’d gotten about Broderick. She cut the lines of communication after accepting the information, and I didn’t care for this. Luckily Broderick was as persistent in his chase after her as he was in his career.

I can’t rave about this book enough.

I give it five out of five cupcake shaped chocolate bars.

I purchased this book from Amazon.

Thursday, 11 February 2016

Spotlight: Baked by Colleen Charles

I have difficulty resisting a cover with a cupcake on it. And the concept of a sensual bakery peaked my interest (a lot). Plus it's free during the tour.

More great news, Colleen will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and the author will be awarding all hosts free copies of her starter library which includes a full length novel, two novellas and an exclusive audio book.

GENRE: Contemporary Romance



The first time I saw Gabe in my sensual cupcake bakery, I had no idea who he was. All I knew was chiseled perfection like him could never really want a girl like me. That didn't stop me from craving and lusting after everything I could never have. Success.

And I was trapped in a twisted frenemy relationship with my douche bag ex fiancee. I never would have dreamed who Gabe really was, what he wanted and why he wanted it.


My f*cked up family taught me a lot. Take rather than give. Anything. Everything.

Ally made me feel clean. Whole. I'd do anything to have her and even more to keep her. In spite of my past but more importantly ... because of it.

I took her tenuous control and worshiped her killer curves. I never suspected she'd steal my heart.


Blackness and strange noises rang through the gloom. What was this? I floated through it, as though I didn’t have a body, couldn’t feel any sensations. I was pretty sure I’d died, but heaven was black and smoky. Or had I gone to hell?

Then, there were voices, strange tones which skipped and repeated.

“Miss?” A gravelly voice, deep and comforting pierced the despotic darkness. “Can you hear me?”

Strong arms enveloped me, lifting me from the floor. I cracked an eyelid and slammed it shut again immediately. The smoke remained thick and the burning was so bad I couldn’t see through the moisture pooling in my eyes, the flood of tears protecting them. The crackle of fire returned in a rush and my body turned rigid in response.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” he murmured, and folded me closer to his hard chest. Safe. I felt safe in his arms. He took measured steps. “Is there anyone else in here? Anyone who needs help.”

I shook my head as a bout of coughing took over any ability to speak. Shouts rang out, men rushed by, disturbing the smoke, creating a whirlwind of warm air which brushed the sweaty strands of hair clinging to my forehead. It felt like a film of smoke and perspiration had encased my entire body.

“Codsworth,” I choked.

“What?” he asked. He had to be a fireman. Fresh air now. Or, was it him? He had the most amazing smell. I couldn’t open my eyes, could hardly breathe, but the scent of some woodsy cologne — Gucci? — permeated my nostrils through the haze of soot that lingered there.

“Codsworth,” I repeated. “My cat. He’s upstairs.” I clutched his arm with all my remaining strength. “Please …”

“Don’t worry,” he replied. “I’ll get him for you.” He quickened his pace and I clung to him with arms like noodles, resting my head against the fire retardant suit. He was as hard as a rock and for some reason, I felt like everything would be okay as he took charge.

The air grew clearer; there was a rush of wind and sound. Sirens blared, people chattered.

“Oh my God, can you believe it,” a woman said nearby.

“It doesn’t look too bad.” That was a man’s voice. Spectators probably, but my eyes were too scratchy to open yet and I didn’t even want to try.

“Here, take her,” the firefighter carrying me said, his deep voice raspier with the smoke. Then he placed me on a bed, a stretcher. Fingers brushed my ear, and the heat of his breath penetrated. “I’ll come back after I’ve found Codsworth. You’re safe now,” he promised, all calm confidence.

My skin erupted in tingles as gooseflesh spread across my skin. I forced my eyes open, staring through the blur of tears, but he was already gone.


“You’re fine now, just relax.” A woman in a paramedic outfit appeared beside me and placed an oxygen mask on my face.

I frowned at her, my eyes had cleared pretty fast, though my chest still felt croaky. My limbs were floppy too. None of it mattered compared to losing the bakery. Or Codsworth.

I tried to pull the mask off, but she stopped me.

“No, you rest now. There’ll be enough time for talking later.” The medic lifted a flashlight and checked one eye then the other. “Looks okay there.”

I let her carry on with her protocol, but I felt stronger by the minute. I’d inhaled a bit of smoke. I’d not been burned to a crisp. The blessed oxygen flooded my lungs, clearing my mind and body. But still, I was exhausted. To the bone.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Colleen Charles is the pen name of Tami Stark, #1 Bestselling Author on Amazon.

Colleen Charles held a leadership position for a fortune 500 company for 26 years while writing suspenseful romance by night. Thrilled that she's now able to write full time, she can't wait to spend more time connecting with her readers. She’s also a certified life coach and a Reiki Master. She loves reading and writing stories that entertain and sweep women away from their everyday life. Colleen has shown and bred Arabian horses for over 30 years and lives in the Midwest with her human and furry families. In her spare time, she enjoys volunteering for underprivileged girls and homeless pets.

Baked is FREE on Kindle or Nook during the tour.



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Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Guest Blog and Spotlight: 3 Wishes by Peggy Jaeger #ContemporaryRomance #Chocolate

One of my favorite foods in the world is chocolate. I thought it would be fun to have Ms. Jaeger write a little something about it since the delicacy is featured in her book.

By the way she'll be awarding a $15 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. 

Ever since Christopher Columbus first brought a powdered form of chocolate back to Queen Isabella as a New World discovery and a token of his devotion, the little confection has become a much loved and craved treat by most people of the world.  From the Spanish monks who devised a hot concoction to drink during particularly cold weather, to the aristocracy who used it as an aphrodisiac, chocolate has gained a modern day, world wide reputation as one of the most perfect gifts to give…and receive.

Books, such as Charlie and the Chocolate factory, have been written about it; films, like 2000’s Chocolat, have been made with it woven into its plot-line. Industries have been built and devoted to its manufacture and distribution, like Nestles and Cadbury and Whitman’s. Even holidays like Easter and Christmas incorporate chocolate into their celebrations. And let’s face it: Valentine’s Day wouldn’t be the same without a heart shaped box filled with chocolate morsels and confections. How many mothers in the world have kept that little red, heart-shaped box which housed the delicious 4-piece chocolate choices given to them for mother’s day as a memento?

Chocolate isn’t just one special, sweet little taste or color. It can be white, mocha colored, or dark; it can be sweet, semi-sweet, bitter-sweet, or raw (unsweetened.), milk flavored or not.  You can cook with it, bake with it, and decorate with it. Many master chocolatiers devise and build elaborate structures using it as a base or a decorative addition. You can melt chocolate, grind it into a powder, freeze it, mold it, and use it as a covering for a hidden piece of candy heaven housed within it.

Chocolate, in my extremely humble opinion, may just be the perfect food. It isn’t any wonder when the Wild Rose Press put out a call for their new Valentine’s series, the Candy Hearts Romances, I came up with a heroine who is a master chocolatier and owns her own chocolate shoppe, Caramelle de Chloe.

In another life, I believe I  was such a chocolatier.

GENRE: Contemporary Romance


Valentine’s Day is chocolatier Chloe San Valentino’s favorite day of the year. Not only is it the busiest day in her candy shop, Caramelle de Chloe, but it’s also her birthday. Chloe’s got a birthday wish list for the perfect man she pulls out every year: he’d fall in love with her in a heartbeat, he’d be someone who cares about people, and he’d have one blue eye and one green eye, just like her. So far, Chloe’s fantasy man hasn’t materialized, despite the matchmaking efforts of her big, close-knit Italian family. But this year for her big 3-0 birthday, she just might get her three wishes.



At about five minutes of ten I was almost ready to turn the Closed sign on the door when it opened. I heard Janie’s breath hitch and turned from where I was sweeping up. Staying open late is always a risk, with the thought thieves will invade at the end of the day.

If the guy standing at the door glancing around the shop was a thief, then Dio mio, I wanted to be robbed.

About six foot, his hair was the color of a deer’s pelt, with autumnal golds and browns shot together in a glorious patchwork that grazed the collar of his jacket and curled a little at the ends. He wore a faded brown bomber jacket over a shirt I couldn’t see, but he had shoulders almost as wide as my doorway. A pair of well-worn jeans covered his mile long legs, and the fabric on the stress points at his knees was practically white.

“We’re about to close,” I heard myself say. “Can I help you?”
It was at that moment he looked over at me.

His face could have been sculpted by Da Vinci or Michelangelo. A broad, smooth, forehead housed naturally arched eyebrows I knew some of my gay guy friends would have paid a fortune to have on their own faces. His cheeks were carved from marble, high, smooth and deep. And his mouth, mother-of-God, his mouth. Full, thick beautiful lips sat perfectly over a chin with a dent you could shove a button into and have it stay put.

“Sorry,” he said, those fabulous lips pulling up a little shyly at the corners. “I got stuck at work and couldn’t get here until now. I’ll be quick. Promise.”

So here’s the thing: the guy was gorgeous. But even if he’d looked like a frog with raw antipasto smothering his face, I would have dropped to my knees when he opened his mouth. Warm honey, a shot of raw whiskey, and a little hot puff of smoke wafted from his mouth like a fine and rare brandy being decanted.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Peggy Jaeger is a contemporary romance author who writes about strong women, the families who support them, and the men who can't live without them.
Her current titles, available now, include SKATER'S WALTZ and THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME, and FIRST IMPRESSIONS books 1 through 3 in her 6-book The MacQuire Women Series, published by The Wild Rose Press.

Peggy holds a master's degree in Nursing Administration and first found publication with several articles she authored on Alzheimer's Disease during her time running an Alzheimer's in-patient care unit during the 1990s.
A lifelong and avid romance reader and writer, she is a member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter.

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Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Want to be entertained for a minute? #cartoon

Last year I commissioned the amazing artist, Heather Holden to help me promote my books by creating a fabulous cartoon. If you didn't catch it, here it is.

Isn't it adorable?  Anyway since this is a new year and I have a new book out (Entwined Destiny) I wanted another one. Since you all love me so much, I thought I'd let you get a sneak peek before I posted it all over social media. 

I can't stop smiling. Thanks again Heather for doing such fantastic work.

By the way the whole idea came from an author-help book I read by Rayne Hall about mastering Twitter. Check it out when you get the chance.

Thursday, 4 February 2016

Prah, Constantine, and Baryeh Review: Game of Love by Melissa Foster

Happy New Year everyone. I’m pretty sure you were all distraught when we didn’t post last month. Due to our busy schedules we decided to take a short break, but now we’re back.

This month’s book was chosen when we realized that all three of us had the book sitting on our Kindle and we’d never read a book by Melissa Foster before.

Remember to stop by Empi Baryeh and Cathrina Constantine’s blogs to see what they thought of the novel.

The Blurb

Ellie Parker is a master at building walls around her heart. In the twenty-five years she’s been alive, Dex Remington has been the only person who has always believed in her and been there for her. But four years earlier she came to Dex seeking comfort, and then disappeared like a thief in the night, leaving him a broken man. 

Dex Remington is one of the top PC game developers in the U.S. He’s handsome, smart, and numb. So damn numb that he’s not sure he’ll ever find a reason to feel again. 

A chance encounter sparks intense desires in Ellie and Dex. Desires that make her want to run—and make him want to feel. A combination of lust and fear leads these young lovers down a dangerous path. Is it possible to cross a burned bridge or are they destined to be apart forever? 

My Review
I enjoyed the depth of the romance between Dex and Ellie. Their intense attraction sizzled in their present relationship and was so sweet in their past.

I thought the novel dwelled a lot on the past. I know the couple had a deep history and it was important to bring it out, but just when I thought we’d stay in the present, we got thrown into their history and I found it made the novel dragged quite a bit.

I give this book three out of five chocolate bars.

I purchased my copy from Amazon.

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Entwined Destiny by Nana Prah blog tour

This week Entwined Destiny is on a blog tour. I figured I show off all the great work More Than Words Promotions has done for me. Plus give you a chance to win a $20 Amazon gift card. 
Title: Entwined Destiny
Series: Destiny #3
Author: Nana Prah
Genre: Adult, Multicultural Romance
Published: January 12, 2016
Published by: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC
Time is ticking away for Adjoa Twum. She has until the end of the year to find a guy, fall in love, and marry. Or else, her father will disinherit her from the family business.

Adjoa hasn’t had success with the dating game. No man meets her expectations. Esi, her cousin, suggests a fake relationship with Adjoa’s best friend, Kwame Opoku, to pacify her relentless father.

Kwame thinks Adjoa’s request is ridiculous. Posing as her boyfriend might get tricky, but he can’t say no to those beautiful eyes. Once the falsified relationship begins, things heat up. He discovers deep feelings for her, feelings that might lose Adjoa and her friendship.

Should they take the chance and up it to the next level?

Entwined Destiny Excerpt © Nana Prah 2016

Adjoa’s polite knuckle knock hadn’t worked, so her fist had to meet the door. He could sleep through anything. “Kwame, it’s me.”
When the door swung open, her eyes met a tall, sexy man with no shirt. The sprinkling of dark curly hair on his well-muscled chest forced her fingers to grip the handle of her bag so she wouldn’t reach out to stroke him.
A bicep flexed as he reached up to rub his eye. She’d always been a sucker for a man with a well-toned body, and this one met all of her muscle criteria.
Her gaze roamed up to the face scowling down at her. Holy crap. It was Kwame’s body she’d been ogling. She pushed past him so he couldn’t see her blush and headed into the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, she gulped it down. It didn’t come close to cooling her off. What was going on?
“Why aren’t you dressed? It’s seven.” She glanced down at her watch. “Five after seven to be exact. You should be ready to go.”
“I had a late night.”
Another swig of water at the sound of the sexy rumble of his morning voice didn’t help with the quiver in her stomach. Who was this man and why did he affect her like this? She hadn’t felt this way since she’d had that brief flutter of attraction in college. It had been easy to get over him when he started dating that hussy architect major.
“What were you doing? Computer work?” Please say yes. For years, they’d avoided detailed discussions about the people they dated; it seemed to be a mutual unspoken agreement between them.
“You know me too well.”
Relief flowed out of her in the form of a long exhale, glad he hadn’t been with a woman last night. Not that it should matter. Just because she’d asked him to be her fake man didn’t mean he couldn’t see other women. She didn’t even care. “Not good enough to circumvent you not being awake by now. Get going. Make it quick so both of us aren’t late.”
As he shuffled toward the bathroom, her gaze wandered down to his tight ass. Placing the cold, half-empty water bottle on her warm neck, she snapped her attention away. All of a sudden, her nerdy friend Kwame had morphed into a tempting man.

Nana Prah first discovered romance in a book from her eight grade summer reading list and has been obsessed with it ever since. Her fascination with love inspired her to write in her favorite genre where happily-ever-after is the rule.

She is a published author of contemporary, multicultural romances. Her books are sweet with a touch of spice. When she’s not writing she’s, over-indulging in chocolate, enjoying life with friends and family, and tormenting nursing students into being the best nurses the world has ever seen. Nana loves to connect with her readers on Twitter @Nana Prah and Facebook at Nana Prah, author.
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Tuesday, 2 February 2016

Review: Bound to Fate by Kiru Taye

The Blurb
Lara Johnson is coping with the emotional scars of losing both parents in a tragic incident and facing the challenges of starting a new school. Getting involved in a relationship isn't on her priority list. Certainly not this illicit desire for a man, who demands the best from her, yet leaves her breathless in his presence. 

All Ike Thomas wants to do is to keep out of trouble and get through the one year internship required for his degree program. But trouble finds him, in the form of an intelligent and brave girl who turns his world upside down. Falling in love is forbidden. So why does it feel so right?

A love like theirs cannot be denied. But catastrophe lies in wait and one night changes their lives forever.

Bound to Fate is a story about surviving tragedy, forgiveness, and the overwhelming love that pulls through against the odds. 

Content warning: This book contains scenes that might be triggering for some readers.

My Review
I love a book that can take me through a range of emotions. The fear elicited by an inappropriate crush (which I secretly wanted to succeed because it was so much more than a crush). Hope for the heroine who had been through so much in her life. A chastisement for the hero who should’ve known better and yet followed his heart anyway. Raw anger at characters who were downright wretched.

Bound to Fate ended up being different from what I’d anticipated, but it a good way. The harsher aspects gave it a depth I wasn’t expecting. It’s setting in Nigeria added to the atmosphere of the novel. The story moved along at a wonderful pace. Before I knew it I was halfway through without realizing where the time had gone.

I give this book four out of five backpack shaped chocolate bars.

I was given a copy of this book for an honest review.

It can be purchased at Amazon.