Enlightened End (Lotus House #7)
No cliffhangers. Books are erotic romances written for mature audiences 18+.
Meet The Author
Silas McKnight is the owner of multi-million-dollar musical production company Knight & Day Productions. He’s rich, attractive, and loyal to his core. He’s the man every woman wants but none can have. He’s suffered immeasurable loss, and he doesn’t plan on ever going through that hell again.
Dara Jackson, the quirky, stunning meditation teacher at Lotus House Yoga, is also the owner of Sunflower Bakery. She’s always dreamed of being a baker―and a mother. Having grown up an orphan, Dara knows what being alone and feeling unwanted is like.
Silas and Dara meet one fated night and spend a single evening worshiping each other’s bodies. All is beautiful until Dara discovers a secret and disappears before the sheets are even cold. Except Dara and Silas can’t escape one another. Destiny has spoken, and these two are about to become far more intimate than they ever thought possible.
To be honest, I read this book twice before writing my review. The first time was just for the sheer enjoyment of Silas and Dara. The second time was to analyze the book a bit more and determine what I loved so much about it. Even after my second read, I still can’t pinpoint just one reason why I loved this book so much. Rather, I realized it was the combination of many factors that made this such an excellent read. Audrey Carlan has taken a common plot, the one-night stand resulting in a baby, and execute it in a perfect and believable manner.
Silas and Dara have mutual friends, characters from the previous Lotus House books. When they’re first introduced, sparks fly and they have an one-night stand. However, a misunderstanding leads to Dara leaving the next morning and then discovering a few weeks later that she’s pregnant. While the misunderstanding with Silas quickly gets cleared up, the trauma of his past, which caused the misunderstanding, lingers. Despite that, when he learns about the pregnancy, Silas throws his all into a relationship with Dara. This book is both heartbreaking and heartwarming. Dara is an awesome heroine, fiery and just yoga calm and a baker to boot. However, Silas really takes the cake (see what I did there). His past is traumatic but when he learns about the baby, he works to overcome that past and be supportive for Dara and his future child. He’s complex and fleshed-out and totally heartbreaking and a believable hero all in one.
What I especially enjoyed about this book was the lack of drama. I’ll admit, most of my love for the baby trope in romance comes from how drama-filled the books are. However, in Intimate Intuition, Audrey Carlan takes a more realistic approach. Sure, there’s a little drama with the misunderstanding in the beginning and with Silas’ family later. For the most part though, the relationship between Dara and Silas is immensely healthy and supportive. They both decide that they’re all in for this baby and for making a relationship between them work. Sure, they have issues to overcome but they address them in adult and logical ways. It’s actually comforting to watch their relationship play out. The love that grows is of course passionate (Audrey Carlan is a queen at steamy scenes) but more than that, it’s strong and binding and steady. I loved this book because of the pure beauty of their relationship. Sure, circumstance jumped-started that relationship but it became so binding and beautiful that only outside forces could threaten it. They face issues together and the roots of their love grow so strong and sure that the reader truly believes that nothing can sever them.
Title: Getaway Girl
Author: Tessa Bailey
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
This unlikely getaway driver never expected to help the mayor escape…
After a six-year absence, Addison Potts is back in Charleston to stir things up. And what better place to make her villainous return than her estranged cousin’s wedding? Only, the nuptials hit a snag when the bride doesn’t show, leaving Addison to play getaway driver for the jilted groom. A groom whose heartbreaking smile and deep, southern drawl she should not be noticing…
Elijah Montgomery DuPont is the future mayor of Charleston. From his military career to city hall, every detail of his life has been meticulously planned. Until now. His only respite from life’s sudden upheaval is Addison, his new, improbable best friend. She makes him happy. Grounds him. And public disapproval be damned, he’s not willing to give her up. But with an election on the line and public pressure rising, Addison and the cruel hand of fate—might not give him a choice.
“Well…” I stop to clear the rasp from my voice. “If there’s no picture of us together, we should take one.”
“Good idea.” He crooks his finger at me, unwittingly sealing his fate. “Come here.”
I put my jacket on downstairs when I thought we were leaving, but I take it off now, simply letting it fall. “I want you in the mayor’s chair.”
His eyes stray to my pooled jacket, then tick to mine. “You what?”
“In the picture. I want you sitting in the chair.”
“Oh. Right.” He slides out the brown leather, high-back executive chair and drops
into it. “What about you?”
My bravery slips. Whose wouldn’t? This powerful, gorgeous man sits before me, outlined by the city he’s been elected to run. His thighs are thicker than my waist, his sleeves caught up around his elbows. A strong man. A man of conviction who will not be seduced unless he really wants to be.
Or is driven out of his mind and can’t resist.
Before I can second-guess myself, I move between his outstretched thighs and ease myself onto his lap. “Addison.”
I send him an innocent look over my shoulder. “Yes, Captain?”
His chest rises and falls. Once. Twice. “Take the picture.”
The fact that I’m playing with fire stops psyching me out…and begins to excite me. Maybe it’s the gravel in his tone…or the big fists that come to rest on the desk. No…it’s definitely the way he presses his nose to my hair and inhales. As if I’m not going to notice. But I do. I do and it makes me braver. Makes me throb between my legs.
“The picture, Addison.”
“Sorry.” I lean across the desk where I set my purse, taking my time digging through to find my cell before pulling it out, searching for the camera app. All the while, his muscles bunch beneath me, harder and harder…and that’s when I feel it. His erection lifts under my backside, so thick and glorious, I bite my lip to stop from crying out. I want to, though. I want to sob at the proof that he’s physically attracted to me and at least I have that much.
My hands are shaking as I lift the camera, my instincts screaming at me to grind down. Elijah’s breath is pelting the back of my neck. Other than that he’s completely still, though. But when I flip the camera around to selfie mode and get my first look at his face, there isn’t a jury on the planet that would rule him unaffected. His eyes are closed, nostrils flared, mouth open against my hair.
“You’ve got five seconds,” he says. “Take it, or—”
Elijah stands up and takes me with him, my ass pressed to his lap, feet
dangling off the ground. As if I weigh nothing more than a child. It only lasts
for a couple mind-blowing seconds, though, before he settles me on the ground
behind his desk. His heat begins to leave me and I sense my chance slipping
away, so I twist around to face him. Still mere inches away from me, he pauses
with his head tipped forward, hands flexing at his sides. “We could be more
than friends.” After easing myself backwards onto the desk, I snag his necktie
and tug him closer, guiding his hips between my open thighs. “Just for
His laugh is more like a rough expulsion of air, the scent of bourbon hitting me. “That’s not how things work,” he says, his palms scraping up my thighs, twisting in the hem of my dress. “Goddammit, Addison. You’re not supposed to tempt me like this.”
Tempted. He’s tempted. My blood cells crash together.
“I don’t always do what I’m supposed to,” I murmur, leaning up to bring our mouths close, a breath separating them. “If I wasn’t your friend, would you kiss me right now?”
His eyes fasten on my mouth, seeming darker than usual. Predatory. “You felt what you did to my cock, sugar. You know the answer to that.”
Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days.
Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.
She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of ten years and six-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.
Oh my gosh. Coming up with the right words to describe my love for this book is so difficult. The amazing Tessa Bailey has been hinting about her bubble-butt hero on her Facebook group for months and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on him! I got an “early” copy of this book at Apollycon this weekend and had to stop myself multiple times from reading it right away. I knew if I opened the book, I won’t stop until I finished and I had Apollycon events to go to. However, once I got home and settled, I grabbed Getaway Girl and a cup of tea and basically didn’t get off my couch until I finished it. And I adored every minute of the read. Addison and Elijah are my new favorite characters. I cannot express how much I love them.
Okay, gushing over. Now I’ll focus on why this book is my top of 2018 already. This is a friends to lovers romance. Addison crashes her cousin’s wedding to Elijah in time to see him being left at the altar. She offers him a ride and thus becomes the “Getaway Girl”. To be honest, I was a little concerned this book would turn into a “run away from your problems road-trip” which sometimes can annoy me. However, to my delight, Elijah basically crashes at Addison’s place for a night and then goes back to face his new reality. But with a new friendship. Addison, who is in Charleston after her grandma’s death, has a harsh family history and reputation hanging over her head. Elijah, in contrast, is the darling of Charleston and is running for mayor. Addison becomes his escape from life in the public eye and Elijah becomes her support for changes she makes in her life. Both fight their attraction to each other to avoid ruining their friendship. But when they do give in, wow, do sparks fly. Tessa Bailey has always been the absolute queen of dirty-talking heroes. And Elijah does his fair share of dirty-talking. However, it’s Addison who really has the hot mouth. And her appreciation of Elijah’s thick bubble-butt, which he is self-conscious about, is just perfect. I don’t blame him for being self-conscious, I would be too if my butt had it’s own Twitter! As you can see, Tessa interjects humor into the sensuality of this story.
There were moments in this book that made me cry. There were moments that made me stop and screenshot parts to Tessa’s Facebook group because I wanted to share the humor. When I finished the book, I honestly hugged it to my chest. And then I went and bought a copy for my friend’s birthday so she can share in its total awesomeness. This book just had so much heart and heat. It truly touched me and I can not share enough how much I loved it. If Getaway Girl is the only romance novel I read for the rest of my life, I would die happy. Stop everything and read it now!
Received a free copy from the author in exchange for an honest review.
Release Date: March 15th
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs
I’m not a good man, and I’ve never pretended to be. I don’t believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn’t paid for in advance.
What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18.
They have words for men like me—playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser.
My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me.
***Sinner is a standalone companion to Priest about Father Bell’s brother Sean. You do not have to read Priest or Midnight Mass to read Sinner.***
“Zenny,” I mumble against her lips, some valiant part of me recognizing that this is far, far beyond the kiss she asked for, and also recognizing that I’m going to come all over the inside of my Hugo Boss suit pants if she keeps it up. Even through the clothes, I can feel her heat, her shameless rolls hinting at where she goes soft and wet between her legs.
Fuck, I want to see it. I want to see her pussy. It’s suddenly all I can think about, all I can want or crave, just one glimpse, just a peek.
“I want to see your cunt,” I say hoarsely, lifting my head.
“My…cunt?” She says the word like she’s never said it out loud before.
“Yeah.” My voice is so ragged right now, so desperate, and fuck, I’ve never felt this frantic before. Like I’ll actually combust if I don’t get this one thing, this one small sight of her secret place.
She lets out a shaky breath, her hand dropping from my lapel to her skirt, which she slowly rucks up to her waist as I devour her lips once more, as I bury my face in her neck and kiss every sliver of skin exposed above her collar. I bite at her ear, at her jaw, my hand finding hers as it pulls her skirt up, so that I’m helping her do it, that we’re doing it together, this forbidden act, this forbidden revelation.
Her forbidden body.
That word, forbidden, spikes through my mind, bringing with it equal spikes of lust and fear. Because yes, it’s fucking hot that I shouldn’t be kissing her, I shouldn’t be begging to see her most secret place, my hand shouldn’t be covering hers as it slides up her thigh—but it’s also bad. Bad even for Sean Bell.
Bad, bad, bad.
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This may in fact be the hottest, steamiest book I’ve read in months. Sierra Simone has never disappointed when it comes to naughty, panty-wetting, dirty stories and Sinner actually takes it a step farther. I’ll admit that usually age-difference romances aren’t my thing but Simone just makes the passion between Zenny and Sean so believable that I was totally fine with it. Aside from the absolute sensuality of this book, there was a satisfying relationship between Sean and Zenny as well. What started as an experiment in sexuality for Zenny, with her old brother’s best friend, quickly becomes something more. Like Priest before it, Sinner is told from the hero’s PoV but Zenny’s voice and feelings still shine through brightly. Stock-full of religious debate, loss and gaining of faith, sensuality, heartbreak, heart-wrenching decisions wrapped into a love story, Sinner checks all the boxes for a completely tantalizing and pleasurable read.
Received an ARC in exchange for a honest review.
Blurb: A sexy new standalone from USA Today bestseller Sarina Bowen.
You’d think a billion dollars, a professional hockey team and a six-bedroom mansion on the Promenade would satisfy a guy. You’d be wrong.
For seven years Rebecca has brightened my office with her wit and her smile. She manages both my hockey team and my sanity. I don’t know when I started waking in the night, craving her. All I know is that one whiff of her perfume ruins my concentration. And her laugh makes me hard.
When Rebecca gets hurt, I step in to help. It’s what friends do. But what friends don’t do is rip off each others’ clothes for a single, wild night together.
Now she’s avoiding me. She says we’re too different, and it can never happen again. So why can’t we keep our hands off each other?
I loved this fresh new twist on the billionaire storyline and the absolutely dreamy hero. Nate is everything I could ever want in a book boyfriend – he’s smart, confident, and completely smitten! Brooklynaire is sexy and addictive! #1 NYT Bestseller Lauren Blakely
I grab a towel off a waiting stack of them and toss it onto the edge. “You can sit and put your feet in.”
She’s wearing a short little knit dress that’s been making me crazy all evening, so it would be easy enough for her to strip off those stockings, sit on the towel, and drop both feet in.
And that’s what she does. She eases one stocking down over a smooth knee and tugs it off.
I don’t want to stand there staring like a middle-school boy. Okay, I do want to. But I don’t want to make her uncomfortable. So I go over to the sound system instead, and I set my phone on the speaker and cue up a really old playlist. One she’ll recognize.
When I turn around again, she’s seated on the towel, both legs hanging down into the churning water. “Ah. Wow.” She looks up at me, her eyes sparkling. “Nice place you got here.”
“Isn’t it?” I toe off my shoes and kick them to the side.
The first song comes on, and it’s a Macklemore tune that we used to play far too often in our first office. Rebecca laughs immediately. “You didn’t! I haven’t heard this playlist in forever. But I’ll bet I still know every transition. Lady Gaga is next.”
“She sure is.”
Rebecca kicks her feet, making a splash. “I have a little confession to make.”
“What’s that?” I loosen my tie and slide the knot out.
“Well…” She grins up at me. “I used to have a crush on you. Back in the early days.”
My hands freeze on the tie silk. “Get out of town. You did not.”
“No, I really did.” Her cheeks are pink. “That first year especially. But you were taken, and you were my boss. Those two things made it pretty easy to tamp down, when you’re a practical girl like me.”
I walk over and drop down beside her, my back to the water, though, because I’m still wearing trousers and socks. “So how does that work, exactly?”
“What?” She gives me a sidelong glance, but then looks away again and won’t meet my eyes.
“How do you stop wanting someone? I’m a practical person, but I don’t see how that makes it any easier. Nothing seems to mute the raging attraction I have for you.”
Her chin turns quickly toward me, and I seize the opportunity to kiss her. And it only takes one kiss—one slide of my lips over hers, and I’m on fire again.
We’re facing opposite directions, so it’s awkward as hell. But I don’t even care. I take greedy sip after greedy sip of her mouth, until she pulls back to stare at me. Her color is high and her eyes are bright and happy. “This is like Twister.”
“It’s better,” I correct. Lady Gaga comes on, just as Becca said she would. “Are we getting into this pool or what?”
Becca kicks a foot in the water. “I’m tempted. But I don’t have a bathing suit.”
She smiles and shakes her head. “Are you really getting in?”
“We don’t have to.” I’m never going to pressure her.
Her fingers trail across the surface of the bubbling water. “But this is an adventure, right?”
“Right.” I stand up and remove my socks. She’s watching me. And I can’t read her expression. “What?”
“Just wondering what else you’re going to take off.” She smiles.
“Come here.” The order rolls off my tongue.
But Rebecca doesn’t blink. She gets up and turns toward me, curiosity in her eyes.
“You tell me. What am I taking off?”
She puts two hands tentatively on my chest, and I make myself be patient. Everything I ever wanted is on the other side of this moment. I just need us to break through this awkwardness—the “will we or won’t we” tension.
Her fingers find the top button of my shirt. “I’m not getting in the water unless you are.”
That’s a compromise I can live with. I find my lower shirt buttons and work upwards, until we meet in the middle. She pushes the two halves of my shirt apart and runs a hand down my bare chest.
My inner caveman stands up and cheers.
You know that one couple that you know belongs together but just seems to take forever to get there? Well that’s Nate and Becca. They’ve been background characters, and boss and assistant, for the first three books of the Brooklyn Bruisers series. But their chemistry together just dominated every scene they’re in. And now they finally get their own story, which I devoured in one sitting! To be honest, in this day and age, especially with the #MeToo movement and everything going on in Hollywood, workplace romances are a bit problematic for me. There is a clear imbalance of power when the hero is the heroine’s boss and holds her livelihood in his hands. However, Sarina Bowen does an excellent job addresses that and having Nate be extremely respectful of the position Becca is in. Nate and Becca’s relationship progresses organically from coworkers to friends to lovers and the authenticity of that is truly what makes this book. Well that, and their off-the-charts chemistry! While this book can be read as a standalone easily, reading the previous books gives you a feel for how much everyone is rooting for Becca and Nate to get together! I loved this book and I can’t wait to reread it!
Received a free copy in exchange for an honest review.
Happy New Year Everyone!
Today I put together a list of the Top Ten Romances I reviewed in 2017. Honestly, this isn’t my top ten list of books I’ve read last year. I’ve read some amazing books like An Extraordinary Union by Alyssa Cole, The Princess Saves Herself in This One by Amanda Lovelace, and Wrong to Need You by Alisha Rai. However, I did not get around to reviewing them or any of the Kristen Ashley books I binge-read this year. Maybe after a re-read I’ll sit down and write the reviews. Anyway, here’s my list of Top Ten Reviewed Romances of 2017! Please click on the titles for links to the reviews!
He wants her soul. Too bad she already sold it.
Family is everything to gambling den darling, Teresa Valentini. Blood comes first, especially before men. So when her brother lands himself in hot water, she’s willing to do whatever it takes to save him. And showing up topless in her unwitting savior’s motel room is turning out to be the furthest thing from a hardship…
Will Caruso is the bad boy of New York’s financial scene…and he just found out the very thing that drives his success is a damn lie. Now, he’s exchanged his high-stress life for the open road, no one but his Great Dane…and half a million Instagram followers to keep him company. When a mysterious beauty arrives, her secrecy prods his suspicions, even while she tempts his lust to the breaking point.
Teresa met Will under false pretenses, but the bond consuming them is real. They’re strong enough to overcome a little betrayal…aren’t they?
“Here we are.”
My face heats over being caught even imagining such things. We’re at my door and I have no recollection of entering the motel. Come on, Teresa. Stop letting this guy get to you so bad. “Right.” I fish for the key card in my pocket, but cease all movement when Will brushes his fingertips down my arm, then trails them back up. Slow. And all the while, he invades my space, eliminating inches at such a leisurely pace that I’m panting by the time our mouths are a breath apart.
“What are you going to do when I close this door behind you, Teresa?” He grazes my bottom lip with his teeth, making me gasp. “You going to get undressed in front of the air conditioner, thinking it might cool you down after teasing my cock for over an hour in the bar? It won’t. I give you five minutes before you’re face down in bed, riding your own fingers.”
My knees threaten to buckle. “That’s my business.”
“Make it mine.”
Mayday. Mayday. “Will—”
He stops my admonishment with a drugging kiss, his tongue stroking in and out of my mouth. His hands grip my elbows, lifting me up on my toes in desperate degrees, meshing our bodies, our lips, until I’m moaning, letting him have rough intercourse with my mouth. Just when I’m on the verge of giving in and begging him to take me up against the door, he steps back, eyes glittering, wiping away the moisture on his mouth with a wrist swipe. “I’ll be out on the balcony. If you’re going to finger yourself in my honor, I want to listen.”
Wow, Tessa Bailey has always written steamy, sexy romances with dirty talking heroes but Follow and it’s hero, Will, makes everything she wrote before look like Puritan romances. The chemistry between Will and Theresa is so scorching that even me, with absolutely no romance reading shame, blushed while reading it doing my lunch break. In addition to the pure sensuality of this book, the overall plot focused on Theresa and Will. She is sent by Will’s criminal father to convince Will to come home. Will, on the other hand, is traveling around the country with his sick dog, giving him one last adventure. Cue tears over the adorableness! As can be expected Theresa quickly and totally falls for the sexy, dirty-talking Will and many steamy shenanigans and role-playing scenes occur. In addition to the sexy-times, this books has adorable dog/owners moments, road-trip adventures, and moments of angst. Over a short time, Will and Theresa really bond and the connection between them is able to withstand the opposing outside forces. I one hundred percent recommend this book for a steamy introduction to the amazing Tessa Bailey!
Received Free ARC from author in exchange for an honest review
I can’t think of any Toni Aleo book that I haven’t loved and In The Crease is no exception! Wren and Jensen have the whole friends-to-lovers plot going on which turns their marriage of convenience into something way more. Wren has a lot of insecurities about relationships and I loved watching Jensen break down her barriers. While she is relatable, at times I wanted to shake Wren and say “Just accept Jensen’s love!” Jensen is truly an amazing hero. He loves Wren completely and totally and is willing to help her for a chance a future together even though he knows it might not work out. I adored their relationship dynamic! I can’t wait for whatever Toni Aleo writes next!