Stunning debut novel from Robert Winter

September (Pride and Joy #1)September by Robert Winter

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Yes I know, I’m late to the party!) but I have the ARC of Book Two so…

I don’t know quite where to start with this one. The fact I stayed up until 2.30am to finish reading it all in one go or the clever way the Prologue and Epilogue felt like the theatre directions for a play about to unfold, or the simply beautiful writing.

Each one on their own would have been a delight to find in a debut novel but to get all three really was a pleasure.

This book also has one of my favourite tropes – a May to December romance – or, as David’s friends put it, more of a May to September one. The 22 year age gap didn’t bother me in the slightest, I loved the connection that David and Brandon had.

There’s drama and there’s angst, but it never sways into what I like to call dramady, where it feels like something which happens as a plot tick box only rather than a natural progression of the narrative.

There’s so many parts of this book I want to rave about but I think it works best when uncovered during reading. I’m glad I wasn’t spoiled for the unexpected incident which occurs, the fall out from which is handled beautifully in the writing.

And also big props for not making David’s dead lover into some mythical perfect being. The scenes where David is “talking” to Kyle in his head were some of my favourites.

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Much more than just a ménage – Robbie brings many layers

Confessions ROBBIE AMAZON SBPRobbie by Ella Frank

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Full review tomorrow when my Kindle isn’t in danger of exploding from the heat!

When Robbie Bianchi appeared in Ella Frank Temptations series he was one of those side characters who caught my attention and when Joel Priestley, aka Priest came onto the scene a few books later, the sparks were electric.

The UST in this book is palpable, it oozes off each page as Robbie aka the Princess, Priest and his husband Julien aka The Prick, dance around each other and deal with the obvious elephant in the room – their attraction to each other and the desire the married couple have to invite Robbie into their bed.

That the first full blown sexual encounter (there’s other equally explosive minor incidents 😉 before it) doesn’t occur until nearly 70% into the book demonstrates perfectly how much Ella has put into developing the emotional connections between these three men as well as the lust-driven ones.

I’m not going to reveal any spoilers, this book needs to be read blind to fully appreciate the level at which each man needs something from the other. It’s not just a hot menage with three sexy blokes getting their rocks off, there is deep, painful traumas at the heart of the actions of two of them.

Robbie is glorious, Julien switches between French joie de vivre but also deep depressions but Priest is the one who has my heart, he holds so many secrets close inside that his control is kept so tight he vibrates with it.

When things finally let go, the emotional outpourings made my heart pound and the sex, well, let’s just say that did it for me too *insert hot flush gif of your choice here* as the temperature rocketed.

The cover is stunning and I can’t wait now to see what delights are on the front of Confessions: Julien when it releases in May and discover just what drives this talented and tortured Frenchman.

#ARC kindly provided by the author in exchange for an honest and unbiased review
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Perfect tension to drive the narrative in this second chance love story

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Bastard Kindle lost my review, will redo tomorrow.

Right, so my ACTUAL review went a little bit like this 🙂

I should know better by now not to start reading an RJ novel after 10pm at night because I will invariably be finishing it at around 2am in the morning having not being able to force myself to put it down and go to sleep.

So it was with this one. This gloriously plotted and paced narrative which had every single emotional tug on my heart that I expected to get. Never over-dramatic, RJ has such a knack for providing just enough tension and past trauma to make you have to keep reading to make sure the couple reaches their Happy Ever After.

With this one, it took a lot of wonderful writing because, for almost half the book, I wanted to simultaneously thump Daniel while totally empathising and sympathising with him and everything he was going through.

Micah though, oh Micah stole my heart pretty much from the off. One mistake, an error in judgement as a 19-year-old and his life, and that of so many others, was irrevocably changed. The heartache and pain here was profound, it weighed heavy on every interaction he had.

The circumstances which force him back home are horrifying (and even more scary because they happen in real life too) (view spoiler) and the additional pressure this brings to him had me raging and tearing up at the same time.

When he and Daniel bump into each other at Isaac’s grave all Hell is let loose, all the emotional fallout which has never been dealt with in the almost decade Micah’s been away comes flooding out and I loved how there wasn’t any instant reconnection between the two.

There is a gradual reawakening that their love never died, in spite of the circumstances, and a beautiful slow burn as they begin to deal with the after effects of that fateful December day.

I adored the setting, the background characters, Daniel’s family, the community of people surrounding Whisper Ridge and I have so many questions now RJ about who’s story is next!

Will we get Neil? What about Henry Jr, there’s something there, and Devin and how about Connor the PI and the missing Max?! I NEED to know…


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Release Blitz: Winter Cowboy (Whisper Ridge Wyoming #1) by RJ Scott

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Length: 70,000 words approx.
Cover Design: Meredith Russell

Micah Lennox left Whisper Ridge after promising the man he loved that he would never return. But the only way he knows to keep his pregnant sister and nephew safe is to go home. Spending winter in Wyoming opens too many old wounds, but he’s on the run from justice which can’t be far behind, and this is his last chance at redemption.

After a hostage situation leaves Doctor Daniel Sheridan struggling with PTSD, he returns to Whisper Ridge. Joining his dad in family practice is a balm to soothe his exhausted soul, and somehow, he finds a peace he can live with. That is until he meets Micah in a frozen graveyard, and the years of anger and feelings of betrayal boiling inside him, erupt.

Two broken men fight and scratch for their lives and that of their families, and somehow, in the middle of it all, they find each other.

Is it possible that love can be rekindled and become a forever to believe in?


Chapter 1

2009, Daniel

A figure stood beside Isaac’s grave and I knew immediately who it was.

There was no marker yet for the boy who had died two weeks ago and who would forever be nineteen. Flowers marked his resting place, but snow had long since covered them and softened the raised earth so it wasn’t as obvious against the gravestones around the figure. A car accident had taken Isaac, killed him on impact, and his family grieved for a future that would never be realized.

I’d just left my brother, Chris, in the hospital, broken beyond repair in the same accident. At least we had the possibility of a future with him, even though the road to recovery would be hard. He was still in a medically induced coma, not yet awake to know he’d lost his leg, or that fire had marked his face. But he would wake up. They told us he’d live.

No one had asked me where I was going when I’d left Chris’ room, each of us lost in various stages of shock and grief, and we all dealt with what had happened in our own way. I’d needed to connect with Isaac. Needed the peace to balance the loss and guilt that ate away inside me.

Isaac dead on impact, Chris’ future destroyed, and in front of me, hunched over Isaac’s last resting place, was the man responsible for it all.

The man who left my bed in the dead of night to become a murderer.


He was huddled into his coat, the January ice bitter by the buried, hands forced into his pockets, and his hood pulled around his face. Micah must have heard me, because he glanced my way, startled, grief written on his face. And then his expression changed.

He stepped toward me, his expression full of something like hope.

“Daniel?” he said. “Is Chris okay? No one will let me see him.”

He stopped walking when I didn’t reach out for him and looked at me uncertainly.

“His leg is gone, down from his knee,” I explained dispassionately, and then touched my face, “and his burns are bad, the left side of his face from his temple to his chin.”

“Shit. Shit.” Micah bent at the waist, as if he couldn’t breathe, and he was crying.

“How is it you don’t have a mark on you?” I asked, still eerily calm, and utterly focused.

He took his hand from his pocket, and pulled up his sleeve, exposing bandages. “I was burned,” he began. He dropped his hand when I didn’t comment, forced it back into his pocket, wincing as he did so.

I imagined the burn hurt a little, maybe even a lot, but he was there, as whole and real as when he’d left my bed on that terrible day.

In my mind I saw Chris in the hospital, the covers raised over the cage which protected his surgical site, then dipping lower where his ankle should have been. I saw a clear image of Isaac the day before he died, knocking for Chris and grinning at me as if he had the greatest secret to tell his best friend.

And here was Micah, telling me he had slight burns on his arm? The same man who’d told me in one breath that he loved me and then had stolen my car, driving it into a bridge and killing one boy, leaving another maimed and in a coma.

My fist flew, clenched aggression targeting Micah’s face, his cheekbone, and I heard a satisfying crunch. He staggered back a step, but he didn’t go down, and he didn’t take his hands from his pockets. I was too fast. I hit him again, blood flecking his face, dissipating into the icy air. He moved again, the force of my blows shoving him back.

Still, his hands remained in his pockets, and he was unnervingly quiet, taking my hits as if they were nothing at all. Another punch connected with his lip and split the skin, and this time he grunted in pain.

He staggered backward toward the next grave and bent back over the stone marker with the force of that final blow. I stepped closer. I hit him again, connecting with his jaw, but the hit wasn’t hard. There was nothing to it; he didn’t move away.

“You took my car,” I yelled, right in his face.

“You said I could borrow it,” he pleaded.

I raised my hand to hit him again, but he winced, and closed his eyes, and I wanted him to look at me. “Open your damn eyes!”

He did, and he wouldn’t avert his gaze, naked grief in his expression.

“Daniel, please listen.”

“You’ve destroyed Chris’ life.”

“I know.”

“You need to leave Whisper Ridge, and never come back. I don’t want to see your face, I don’t want Chris to ever see you again. You understand?”

“I understand,” his tone low and broken.

“You will never come back here.” I shook him. He was smaller than me, thinner, lighter, and I shook him so hard his head snapped back. “Promise me!”

“I pr—promise,” he said through tears.

I was disgusted by him, hated him, wanted to kill him right there on Isaac’s grave.

“I hope they lock you up and throw away the fucking key!” I was still shouting, and he didn’t move, just stared at me with those pale eyes, red and wet from crying. He wouldn’t stop crying. “Don’t fucking stare at me!”

I shoved him one last time, and then before I could work out what the hell I was still doing there shouting at him, I pivoted and turned my back on him, and on Isaac’s grave, and the entire carnage.


RJ’s goal is to write stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, that hint of a happily ever after.

RJ Scott is the bestselling author of more than one hundred romance books. She writes emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn’t with family either reading or writing.

The last time she had a week’s break from writing she didn’t like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldn’t defeat.

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Review Tour: Holding On by Sarah Hadley Brook

Length: 96,300 words approx
Publisher: JMS Books

Eighteen-year-old Aaron Pickard is dealing with a lot: he’s falling for his straight best friend, his mother has ended up in the hospital after a violent assault by his father, and he’s trying to decide when to come out. Tack on the stress of an upcoming prom and graduation, a part-time job, and the possibility he could lose his best friend, and he’s an emotional wreck.

Aaron’s best friend Jeff Leaton provides a soft place for him to fall when his life is thrown into chaos, literally holding him each night as they fall asleep. As Jeff helps Aaron navigate through the mess that has become his new normal, Aaron’s feelings for Jeff intensify.

Aaron’s pretty sure it’s all going to end badly, but he’s holding on to hope.

November 27 – Bonkers About Books, Wicked Faerie’s Tales & Reviews, Reading Is Our Satisfaction, Nerdy Dirty & Flirty, BooksLaidBareBoys, Mirrigold: Mutterings & Musings, Cupcakes & Bookshelves, Millsy Loves Books

November 29 – OptimuMM, OMG Reads, Dog-Eared Daydreams

December 4 – MM Good Book Reviews

December 6 – Bayou Book Junkie, Jim’s Reading Room, Wicked Reads, Words Of Wisdom From The Scarf Princess, Boy Meets Boy Reviews 

Author Bio

Sarah Hadley Brook lives smack-dab in the middle of the Heartland and is the mother of two wonderful young men, as well as two cats. During the day, she works in the nonprofit world, but reserves evenings for her hobby-turned-passion of writing, letting the characters she conjures in her mind take the lead and show her where the story will go.

When not working or writing, she can be found reading, working on dollhouses, trying her hand at new recipes, or watching old movies and musicals. In her ideal world, Christmas would come at least twice a year, Rock Hudson and Doris Day would have costarred in more than three movies, and chocolate would be a daily necessity.

She dreams of traveling to Scotland some day and visiting the places her ancestors lived. Sarah believes in “Happily Ever After” and strives to ensure her characters find their own happiness in love and life.


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Beautiful love story in a New Zealand landscape

Mended with GoldMended with Gold by Lee Welch

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This book is beautiful, that’s the best way I can describe it. I’ve not read anything by Lee Welch before but I’ll be looking for her other stuff now.

For a novella she manages to create such a rich and compelling storyline with two fully developed characters and a pitch perfect setting. It’s only not a 5* read for me because I wanted more than just a short peak to Alex and Joe.

These two richly portrayed men are both scarred, one in body, one in his soul and it takes a long slow almost torturous build up to get them together. By the time that happens, and it’s mutual blow jobs only, the book ends, but with such a promise of joy and happiness going forward.

I loved this, it just brought happiness to my heart.

#ARC received from the author in return for an honest and unbiased review.

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Another superb book to add to the Protectors cannon

Redemption (The Protectors, Book 8)Redemption by Sloane Kennedy

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I don’t know how Sloane Kennedy does it. She consistently turns out books in this series which not only pack an emotional punch but which suck you into a unique exploration of MM romance.

While there are commonalities, this is a series after all, the relationships all have a unique element and experience which means you never feel like you’re reading a rehash.

In this one the trauma and suffering is almost too much but Sloane also knows just how far to push the reader before it would go into unpleasant territory.

I felt for Levi so much. What’s sadder is that there will be people out in the “real” world who have suffered in similar ways. The way his story and romance with Phoenix plays out is believable and realistic. It takes time to build up trust and it can be shattered so easily.

I loved this pairing, they were gentle, kind and supportive of each other and I loved that they talked! No annoying miscommunication between them to cause any dramady.

The crime element is well done, tight plotting keeps the tensions high until the explosive conclusion. I absolutely adore these books. The sneak peak at Vincent’s story left me begging for more.
And yet again the book is graced with an amazing cover from Jay Aheer featuring Wander Aguiar photography.

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