Friday, 16 March 2018

Book Musings - The Hook-up Experiment by Emma Hart



1.Hate-screw my high school nemesis.
2.Remember to hate him.
3.Prove my brother wrong. It should be easy. It isn’t.

 As the owner of Pick-A-Dick, New Orleans’ premier hook-up website, my job is simple. Connect two people for a no-strings, no-expectations hook-up. The plus for my clients is that I’m the one who gets to sift through the dick pics—except this time, they're required. My problem? My brother, co-owner of Pick-A-Dick’s sister dating site, doesn’t believe it’s possible to hook up with someone three times and not fall in love. I disagree. I know it’s possible. And my disagreement is exactly how I end up reconnected with my high school nemesis, Elliott Sloane. The guy who asked me to junior prom and then stood me up. Who egged my car when I rejected him, and convinced my senior homecoming date to ghost me. It should be easy to hate-screw him. If only he was still that person, instead of a hot-as-hell single dad, working as a builder to make ends’ meet, fighting for custody of his daughter. Not to mention packing in the pants department...

  Three hook-ups. One outcome. Right?       

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My Musings :

Ever since I read Mellie's story, I had been eager to know how the other besties' stories play out. So I was ready to get started on Peyton's tale.

I was expecting a lot from this book. And 95% of it was realised. I really loved reading the story. But, yes there is a but, I felt it had something in excessive, like Peyton's childishness. Yes, I felt she was a bit off in her attitude. Oh I liked her in relation with her best friends and her interactions with Elliott and Briony. But overall she didn't impress me completely inspite of her sassiness.

Saying that, I am glad to have the negative out of the way. Coming to the positives, there are a lot including Elliott. I loved Elliott because of his awesomeness as a guy and a father. And I was literally drooling over him! And add the fact that he has a daughter, Briony who is cute,bold and cheeky, he makes a cool hero.

Peyton's flashback with Elliott added the extra dimension to their romance and the bet. From the start, it was clear where it was headed. And wow the chemistry between the two was so hot. I had to cool off repeatedly. And the laugh out loud banter and the sometimes cheeky dialogues had me going all out for an enjoyable read.

And I plan to read the third bestie's story too! I can't wait!

I received a copy voluntarily for reviewing purposes. This doesn't impact my review in any way.

My one line review : A romance with lots of cuteness and laughter.

My rating : 4/5

My reread factor : 3/5

Meet the Author :


By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies—usually wine—and writes books. Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love. She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.



Thursday, 15 March 2018

Book Blast - Whitcomb Springs by MK McClintock



In the spring of 1865, a letter arrives in Whitcomb Springs for Evelyn Whitcomb. The Civil War has ended and the whereabouts of her husband is unknown, but she doesn’t give up hope. With courage, the help of a friend, and the love of a people, Evelyn finds a way to face—and endure—the unexpected. “Whitcomb Springs” is the introductory, stand-alone short story of the Whitcomb Springs series set in post-Civil War Montana.


  Excerpt from “Whitcomb Springs”

Whitcomb Springs, Montana Territory—April 25, 1865

The letter fluttered to the table. Evelyn stared at the sheet of paper but could no longer make out the words as they blurred together. <em>Surrender</em>. She prayed this day would come, they all had, and after four tortuous years, the war was finally over.

There would be more capitulation on the part of the South, and too many families who would never see their men again . . . but it was over.

Separated, yet not untouched, from conflict, Evelyn Whitcomb lived in the same town her husband and their two friends founded one year before news of the Civil War reached them. By way of her sister, who lived in Rose Valley, Pennsylvania with their parents, they were kept informed as often as Abigail could get a letter through. Evelyn often wondered if she should have returned to Rose Valley to help with the war effort, much as her sister Abigail had done, yet she found the needs of Whitcomb Springs to be vast as the town continued to grow.

Many men and boys left, leaving their wives, mothers, and sisters behind to fight for a cause they didn’t fully understand, yet still felt it their duty to serve. Others remained behind to continue working in the mine and watch over those families with or without kin.

Evelyn read over Abigail’s letter once more, letting the words settle into her mind, for even now she struggled to believe it was over—that her husband might return home.

Dearest Evelyn,

For too many years now I have shared with you the horrors and travesties befallen many of the young men with whom we spent our childhood. News has reached us that on the ninth of April, Robert E. Lee surrendered to Ulysses S. Grant at Appomattox Courthouse. Oh, sister, I dared not believe it was true when Papa brought home the news. He tells us not to become overly excited for there will surely be a few more battles waged until the news reaches both sides, but we can thank God that this war is officially over.

Your news of Daniel’s disappearance has weighed heavy on my mind these past months since we heard, and Papa has attempted to learn of his whereabouts, to no avail. We have not given up! There is much confusion right now on both sides and Papa said it could be weeks or months more before the men return home. Do not lose faith, sweet Evie.

Your most loving sister,



Author MK McClintock

MK MCCLINTOCK is an award-winning author of historical romance and westerns, who has written several books and short stories, including the popular "Montana Gallagher" series, the "Crooked Creek" series, and the "British Agent" series. She continues the search for a time machine that can transport her to nineteenth-century Montana or Scotland—either works. MK enjoys a quiet life in the Rocky Mountains where she spins tales of romance, adventure, and mystery set in bygone times.



After the death of Nora Hewitt's husband, the citizens of Whitcomb Springs didn't see odds favoring the young widow for holding onto the ranch with only her ten-year-old son to assist. That changes when a gentle giant of a man offers a helping hand. Motivated by compassion and his own grieving heart, the blacksmith becomes a mentor for the troubled boy and befriends the attractive widow, scandalizing the town gossips. Propriety is wielded like a weapon to separate them, but Providence makes its own plans through fire, loss and redemption.


  Excerpt from “Healing Fire”

Sawdust floated into drifts beneath the workbench, swirling in the cold Montana morning air. His breath a thin fog, Dominik Andris sang to himself as he ran his palm down the length of the cedar plank. Deep and resonant, the Austrian’s voice might have suited his appearance had it not been for its soft timbre. Broad-shouldered, square-jawed, and generally solemn in bearing, most people avoided him except when his skills as a blacksmith or undertaker were required.

Today, someone had need of him as the latter. A rectangular box stood propped against the back wall. Nearly complete, the box lid before him was carved in designs more suitable for a cradle. Dominik picked up a carving knife, dwarfed in his hands, and bent to correct a curve on the delicate vine tracing its way from one end of the lid to the other. He ran his fingers along its length, testing for burrs in the grain. His humming ceased and a line formed between his brows, a frown not directed to his work but to the reason for it.

As he straightened, he rubbed at the back of his neck and a little groan escaped his lips. He took a sip of cold coffee before crossing the workshop to the back wall where he picked up the box in one hand. The weight of it or the absence of weight, struck a painful chord. Just four feet in length, it was enough. Enough to hold the body of the child, the woman’s child.


Author Samantha St. Claire

SAMANTHA ST. CLAIRE was born in 2016, the alter-ego and pen name of an author of historical fiction born a few decades earlier. She may have found her niche in western historical fiction, served up sweet. Never faint of heart, her signature protagonists face the hazards of the frontier with courage, wit, and a healthy pinch of humor.


 Welcome to Whitcomb Springs! This is a collection of short stories, and the occasional novella, written by multiple authors. The series is filled with stories of adventure, danger, romance, and hope, and is set in the fictional town of Whitcomb Springs, Montana Territory. The stories span the years of 1865-1885. Although each story may be set during a different time, they are stand-alone and may be read in any order. While the first stories will publish on March 15, 2018, this is an on-going project, so new stories may be published at any time by one of the participating authors. For a complete listing of all currently available and upcoming Whitcomb Springs stories, visit 



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Friday, 9 March 2018

Book Cover Reveal - The Bodyguard by Ruchi Singh

Ruchi Singh


Someone wants Vikramaditya Seth Jr. dead. 

He refuses the Z+ security option offered by the government. With too many variables, trust is hard to come by…

Esha Sinha prepares for her first assignment outside of active-army service, oblivious to the fact that she has to baby-sit a man who has no respect for rules or protocol—a man who is headstrong, a workaholic and a tenacious flirt. As the attraction between Vikram and Esha simmers and sizzles, another attempt is made on his life.  

The killer is resourceful and determined. 

The motive is unclear and perplexing.

Will they be able to nab the assassin before he gets to Vikram?

About the author

Winner of TOI WriteIndia Season 1, Ruchi Singh is a novelist, and writes in two genres; romance and romantic thriller. A voracious reader, she loves everything—from classics to memoirs to editorials to chick-lit, but her favourite genre is 'romantic thriller'. Besides writing and reading, her other interests include dabbling with Indian classical dance forms. 

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Thursday, 8 March 2018

Book Blitz - Secrets Kept by Allie Everhart

Secrets Kept 

by Allie Everhart 
Publication date: March 2nd 2018
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Suspense

Blurb :
After finding her boyfriend cheating, Kate decides she’s had it with men. So the next night at her catering job she pretends not to be interested when Gavin, a hot guy with a great smile who attends the very exclusive Moorhurst College, asks her out. Unable to resist his charm, she agrees to have dinner with him.

On their first date, Kate’s convinced Gavin’s too good to be true. Funny, sweet, smart, and easy to talk to, he’s nothing like the losers she’s dated in the past. But maybe her luck has changed. Maybe Gavin’s the guy she’s been waiting for.

As their relationship grows, Gavin proves he really is the guy Kate’s always wanted but didn’t think existed. She’s even thinking about a future with him. But those plans come to an abrupt halt when Kate sees something she shouldn’t. Something dark and disturbing. Something that could get her killed if she ever told anyone.

Kate’s desperate to tell Gavin her secret but can’t. Even if she did, he’d never believe her. Still, she can’t keep something this big from Gavin, especially when he’s involved in it. Will she risk her life and tell him the truth? Or risk their relationship and keep this secret from the man she loves?


Excerpt :

“So what’s your type?” Gavin asks.

“Type of what?”

“What’s your type of guy? What do you usually go for? Bad boys? Intellectuals? Musicians?”

“Unfortunately, I tend to go for looks over personality, which hasn’t worked out so well in the past. Which is why it’s good it was different with you.”

“Excuse me?” He pretends to be offended but he’s smiling.

“I didn’t mean you’re not hot. I was definitely attracted to you, but that’s not why I went out with you. That night we met, I wasn’t even thinking about dating someone new. I was too upset about Kurt. But I agreed to have dinner with you because you seemed like a nice person. I liked that you were kind and compassionate and listened to me when I told you about my ex. Not many guys would do that.” I tilt my head in a questioning way. “So you never told me why you asked me out that night.”

“Hmm.” He ponders it.

“You really have to think that hard?” I tease.

We’re next to an open table and Gavin grabs one of the barstools and sits on it, then pulls me between his legs. “I thought you were hot.”

“That’s it?”

He smiles. “No, but that was part of it. I saw you serving during the party. I had just gotten home and was heading up to my room but then I spotted you and stopped. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. You’re so beautiful and you have a great smile. And then you laughed at something one of the waitresses said and…I don’t know, you just seemed like someone who loves life. So many people I know have everything they could ever want and they’re still miserable. Leighton was that way. She was never happy. No matter what I did for her it was never enough. So to see you having to spend your evening serving shrimp to people who acted like you weren’t even there, and to still have a smile on your face, a genuine smile…I figured that’s someone I want to meet. But then I went to find you later and you weren’t around. I thought maybe you’d gone home.”

“So when you found me outside, you knew it was me?”

“No. You had your head down when I approached you. But then you looked up and I was like, shit, this is my lucky day. Either that or fate had intervened and I was meant to find you out there.”

“You believe in fate?”

“Not really. But sometimes when things happen like that, it makes you wonder, especially since it turned out that we live in the same town.”

“I almost didn’t go to work that night. I was going to call in sick because I didn’t feel like working after finding out about Kurt. I’d slept all day and just wanted to stay in bed. But then I decided to go, thinking work would help take my mind off him. And it did, until that moment you found me by the pool.”

“So it sounds like fate may have intervened after all.” He kisses me and I step closer, feeling the heat from his body as I stand between his legs. I grip his thighs and reach up to kiss him back.

“You need to stop doing this to me in public,” he says quietly in my ear.

“Kissing you?”

“No. This.” He pulls me closer and I feel the bulge in his jeans.

I smile. “That’s not my fault.”

“It sure as hell is.”

“Here. I’ll cover it up.” I turn away from him and purposely rub my ass against his crotch.

He leans down to my ear and groans. “Not helpful.”

I laugh and do it again.

He breathes into my ear, then his lips graze over it, sending a tingle through me.

“Stop,” I whisper, my head tilting back on his chest.

“Payback,” he whispers in my ear, then his lips slide down my neck as his hand brushes over the side of my breast, his light, gentle touch causing goosebumps to rise up along my arms and neck.

“Bishop!” A blond guy waves at Gavin from across the bar.

“Looks like my friends have arrived.” He backs away, leaving me longing for his touch.

Damn. Why couldn’t his friends be a few more minutes late?

Allie Everhart writes romance and romantic suspense and is the author of the popular Jade Series, Kensington Series, Wheeler Brothers, and several standalone titles. She’s also a freelance health writer and has worked on several New York Times bestselling books. Allie's always been a romantic, as evidenced by her early years as a wedding singer, her obsession with dating shows, and the fact that she still watches reruns of The Love Boat. When she’s not writing, she’s outside running, which is when she gets her best book ideas.

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