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~ REVIEW: Just One Summer (A Summer Romance Novella) by AD Justice ~



Jagger York is the sexy, confident lead singer of a popular band who plans to take his music to the next level. Mali Greyson is a sheltered good girl who has her sights set on the gold–Olympic gold. Their paths would’ve never crossed until a mutual friend introduces them one summer night.

Jagger can give Mali the one thing she secretly wants and desperately needs–the courage to be a little wild and crazy. Mali can give Jagger the one thing he desperately seeks–access to her father, a well-known, music producer.

The deal is they both walk away at the end of the season. No strings, no regrets, and no looking back. This agreement is supposed to last for just one summer. But this one summer may just turn out to be too hot to handle.

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christie review 4 and a half stars

Fantastic, quick, sexy read! When I read a novella, I sometimes feel as if the story is incomplete. I know they are short stories, but at times, it feels like there isn’t enough detail in them. However, that was not the case with this one. There is so much detail and great characterization within the 177 or so pages of this book!

Jagger is a member of an up and coming band in Miami. So, of course, he’s a player. He’s only interested in sex, not a relationship with a woman, that is, until he meets Mali in the club where his band performs. Their first meeting is taut with sexual chemistry and attraction, but Mali is not the normal girl he goes for, she a lot more. The two are complete opposites. He’s a carefree rocker, and she’s a dedicated athlete who is training and hoping to become a diver on the US Olympic team. Jagger has plenty of experience with the opposite sex; Mali, not so much. But, she wants to change that, and she proposes that Jagger help her become the female version of him…but only with him. In return, she will give a copy of his CD to her father, a famous music producer, and it’s only for the summer? Really…what could go wrong with a proposition like that? Maybe they actually fall in love?

I loved the pace of the story; it was quick and packed some great sex scenes. However, it wasn’t just sex. A good portion of the book was about their developing feelings for one another. I fell for Jagger just like Mali, despite his player ways. The two really balanced the other. They were two halves, him the bad boy rocker and her the disciplined athlete, who together, became a whole. But, there was a lot of tension and bumps in the road to happiness, but it was a pleasure to go along for the ride!

I’ve only recently discovered A.D. Justice, but I’ve quickly realized what a talented, versatile writer she is. She writes sexy romantic suspense, steamy contemporary romance, and even touches on some important, sensitive social issues in the process. Her series are different from one another, but I always love the story and the characters. She knows how to develop a plotline and characters that pull her readers into the book. If you haven’t discovered this talented writer, pick up one of her books today…just be warned…don’t plan on doing much else until you’ve finished the last page.


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Title: TOUCH, Sovereign Part One

Author: B.J. Harvey

Publication Date: December 16, 2015

Genre: Romance Serial




It started on a plane, a first class connection that spilled over into a lustful date on a rooftop.

She’s very open, he’s intriguingly mysterious with wicked intentions, all of which she wants directed her way.

Can she trust that feeling of heady lust that leaves her aching for his touch, or is there more to it when it comes to Barrett “Bullseye” Matthews.

Touch is part one of a new three part romance serial from USA Today Bestselling Author B.J. Harvey.

Taste (part two) is due for release January 2016 with the conclusion, Feel (part three) being released Late January/Early February 2016.


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Thank heavens for free drinks in the first class seats my mom’s new man had booked for me. And since I took my seat thirty minutes ago, I’d already downed a glass of champagne, adding to the two glasses of white wine I’d had in the airport bar while I was waiting to board. It was fair to say I was well on my way to tipsy, or at least careless enough to return the desire-filled gaze directed at me by the sexy guy who walked past on his way to his seat.

He was a very sexy, very fine specimen of a man with black slacks that stuck to his ass like Saran Wrap. His hair was as dark as the charcoal gray button down he wore, the fabric taut against his toned biceps. The shirt clung to his chest, covering pecs that any hot blooded woman would want to lick her way down on her way to the promised land between his thighs.

Just from the way he carried himself you could tell he was the type of man to take what he wanted without apology. Precisely the type of man I craved in my drunken state. A man to use and abuse my body and then kiss goodbye without consequence.

I knew he’d caught me staring by the knowing smirk gracing his lips. I’d never been a woman to hide my approval of such a fine specimen or to be embarrassed by doing it, but with the alcohol coursing through my veins, my confidence was buoyed. I continued to ogle him with lustful appreciation when his back was to me. When he reached his seat two rows ahead of me, he turned his head and smiled, a perfect white-toothed grin that I felt touch me somewhere deep inside.

Gone were the free drinks in my future—my target for entertainment was firmly shifted to the man with the cocky smile. Once the plane was in the air, I wanted to find out exactly what this man was about, preferably via in-flight entertainment of the naked kind.


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BJ Harvey is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Bliss Series. She writes contemporary romance, romantic comedy, and romantic suspense.

An avid music fan, you will always find her with headphones on while writing, and the speakers blaring the rest of the time. She’s a wife, a mom to two beautiful girls, and when she’s not writing – she’s reading.

BJ resides with her family in what she considers the best country in the world—New Zealand.

She describes her writing as a little swoon, a lot of heat, a bit of drama and a whole lot of love.

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~ The Firefly Effect by Allie Gail Release Blitz + Giveaway ~

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Author: Allie Gail

Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 15, 2015




It was supposed to be nothing more than a fantasy.

All right, so I’ll admit that maybe steamy, impulsive sex isn’t the ideal way to cope with a total stranger wandering into your beach house unannounced. But discovering that my anonymous lover is none other than Shane-the-Pain Becker, the dirtbag spawned only to torment me throughout adolescence…well, somebody kill me now.

To add insult to injury, there’s a major hurricane bearing down on us and we’re stuck together for the duration. I don’t know which force of nature scares me the most – Hurricane Elliott or Shane.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have envisioned a scenario where Melanie Lane would be wrapping her sweet legs around me. Scratch that – there were, in fact, an abundance of wild dreams where Felony Melanie was concerned. I just never thought I had a chance in hell of making them reality. I mean, the girl thinks I’m sewer scum and always has.

Even now. She still believes I’m not good enough for her. I’m assuming that’s why she seems bound and determined to shut me out.

She keeps insisting this is just sex.

But as long as the hurricane keeps her trapped in my arms, I will make it my mission to convince her otherwise.


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Forcing my attention back to the manuscript, I am just drafting one of the pivotal scenes in the story when Shane comes strolling in. Guess it was stupid of me to expect any privacy. He stands quietly behind me and I can sense that he’s reading what I’ve typed so far, but I am determined not to pay him any attention.

That is, until I hear him snort a laugh.

Irritated, I turn my head to glare at him. “Something funny?”

“Come on, Felony. You can do better than that.”

“I thought we agreed to retire that name. And what are you talking about?”

He points to the screen. “Is this supposed to be realistic? I could drown in the bottomless depths of your eyes…give me a break. What guy has said that to you, ever?”

I narrow my eyes. Am I really supposed to accept literary criticism from him? The guy who once put a stink bomb vial in my backpack?

“It isn’t believable,” he explains, leaning across the desk on his arms. His face is unnervingly close to mine.

“What makes you say that?”

“Let’s look at this logically. Judging from what I’ve read, it appears your two characters are in the throes of passion. Sex is already imminent. They’re about to get hot and heavy. Am I correct so far?”


“All right. Well, first of all, at this point the guy would no longer be thinking rationally and intellectually. By now he’s already deferred complete authority to his other head, if you get my drift. The last thing he’s going to be doing is reciting poetry. It would be like trying to solve calculus equations while masturbating.”

I blink, surprised. Holy cow, did he just use the word masturbate?

“Second of all, men are very forward and direct to begin with. Trust me, we are not the complex creatures you think we are. If you come across one who’s spouting off verbosity like that, you should probably run the other way.”

“Verbosity?” I can’t help but smile. There’s another word I never would have pictured the Pain using.

“You’re trying too hard with this. Cut out the ostentatious prose. Keep it simple.”

“But simple is boring,” I argue.

“Is it?” Running an index finger along his bottom lip thoughtfully, he says in a low, impassive voice, “Melanie, I’d love nothing more than to bury my cock in your sweet little pussy right now.”


Fuck me sideways, did he actually just say that to me? I’m not sure but I think lightning may have struck my panties. The electric current flowing down to the most intimate part of me is almost painful. My startled heart flutters wildly before picking up the beat in double-time. I stare into his smoky eyes, completely and utterly speechless.

“Tell me. What sort of reaction did those words elicit from you?”

“Uh…” Oh my God, I’ve forgotten how to words. I mean talk! Gah!

“That’s what I thought.” The faintest hint of a smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “See? Simplicity.”

Struggling to regain my composure, I turn my attention back to the monitor in front of me. “So that’s what he should say? I don’t know. It seems so…base.”

“Sex is base. If you try to make it anything other than that, it won’t sound natural.”

I contemplate this. While what he says may be true, I’m not sure it fits here. I’m not writing erotica, after all. It’s just a love scene in a romantic suspense novel. “I think something like that might be a bit too graphic.”

“You can always go a shade more subtle with it. Take the crudeness down a notch.”

He’s still watching me intently and I resist the urge to squirm in my seat. This is quite a riveting conversation. I should let well enough alone, but of course I don’t. I’m rather enjoying this. “What do you suggest?”

“Hmm…” The errant finger trails languidly across his bottom lip again and my eyes follow it in fascination. “He would probably start by telling her what he wants to do to her.”

“And what does he want to do to her?”

“It’s your story, Miss Lane. What do you suppose he wants to do to her?”

“That’s a very good question.” I watch the movement of his finger hypnotically. “The problem is, I’m not sure.”

“I would imagine that the first thing he wants to do is strip her down to nothing. He wants to hold that beautiful body close to his. Feel her soft breasts against his skin. Let her touch him, so she knows the extent of his arousal.”

Dear Lord, it’s getting hot in here. “And then?”

“This is only speculation, you understand. But I would also imagine that he is aching to spread her thighs and slide his fingers inside, to find out if she’s as wet and ready as he believes her to be. Now we get the female character’s point of view. Is she wet, Melanie? Is she ready to be taken?”

“I imagine she must be,” I rasp. “Yes.”

“But this action distracts him from his ultimate goal, of course.”

My face might be flushed, but my hands feel ice cold when I clench them in my lap. “How so?”

“Now he knows he has to taste her.” The dark eyes become cloudy as he slides across the desk, so close I can feel his breath on my cheek. “He can’t prevent himself from teasing her with his tongue. Just enough to bring her close to the brink, so he can feel her thighs clenching and quivering against his shoulders. He needs for her to lose control. To forget every name in the world but his. He wants to hear her pleading for him to take her, fuck her, hard and fast and now. Now.” That last word is whispered.

I wet my lips nervously. “And does he?”

“Oh, yes.” His smile is slow and deliberate. “He most certainly does.”


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I was born in a charming but microscopic town in Alabama with a book in each hand. Well, maybe not literally, but you get the idea. I don’t think there’s an author out there who didn’t start out as an avid reader, and I’m no exception.

It was only fairly recently that I decided to resurrect an old high school interest and once again began writing. There’s something cathartic about breathing life into the quirky characters struggling to escape my imagination.

These days I reside in the beautiful panhandle of Florida with my own blue-eyed Prince Charming and three fat, pampered cats who are just tolerant enough to permit us to share the same house with them. As long as they’re fed on time, that is.


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