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Book Review: ‘Frost-Bitten’ by Lori King

Title: Frost-Bitten

Published: 17th October 2017

Author: Lori King


Twitter: @LoriKingBooks



Dr. Quinn Jameson has secured his future by immersing himself in his career, but no amount of money in the world can ease his loneliness. Polar bear shifters aren’t pack creatures, but his soul craves more out of life. When a feisty, female tiger shifter begs him for help, he’s unable to resist and finds himself embroiled in a dangerous situation.

Aubrey Celine is in a bad spot. Pregnant and on the run, she’s out of options until she wakes up in the hospital under the care of a delicious-looking Doctor. Can she trust another man after what her ex has put her through? Or has her heart frozen solid?

In the midst of an epic blizzard, these two strangers must rely on each other to stay alive, but every time they’re alone, the heat between them could melt the ice caps. How far will they go to avoid getting frost bite?



Well who is up for some shifter fun on a winter night? Aubrey may be on the run but it seems romance might still be on the cards. Well Quinn’s hoping anyway after one sniff of her delectable scent.

Aubrey, a tiger shifter, is on the run from her psycho ex Alex, a lion shifter, who has held her captive ever since he found out she was pregnant. At the first glimpse of freedom, she was taking it. Even if it meant heading out into a storm with no direction in mind other than to get as far away as possible. She may have gotten further but a car accident causes her to go off road and end up in hospital. But everything has a silver lining it seems as fate put her into the path of a rather dishy doctor.

Quinn, a polar bear shifter, always seemed to prefer to stay in his research lab to being on call. That is until a patient falls into his care that he feels compelled to help and protect. Well the protecting part comes easily to handle, what he can’t seem to get his head around is how he can also be so turned on in her presence. Especially with her being very pregnant – almost ready to pop. With danger on their tails though he needs to get her some place safe. Once she is he can address the pull of attraction they both feel. Being a shifter helps with sensing when the other is turned on but they do need to keep their heads in the game as it looks like Alex isn’t going to give her up without a fight. Good job he’s a kick-ass polar bear then isn’t it!

4 out of 5 stars

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Author Interview: ‘Fleet’ by Brian T. Marshall

About the Book:

A man, lost and naked, on the streets of Manhattan, pleading in an unknown tongue. The retired linguist who realizes it’s an archaic Greek, unspoken for three thousand years. And the young woman who befriends them both, just in time for an unlikely quest. From New York to LA, Nebraska to Delphi, Fleet travels a labyrinth, with a mystery as old as mankind lying at its very heart.

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Author Interview:

1: Tell us a little about yourself and what got you in to writing?

As for who I am, it’s just plain me. What matters is what I say.

All writers start out as readers. And all readers are looking for the magical experience of getting lost in a book. But only those of us brave enough— or stupid enough— to try writing one discover that this same joy is ten times greater when you’re shaping, and not just following, the story. Or at least when it’s going well. We won’t talk about when it isn’t.

2: Do you have a favourite time and place where you write?

Early morning. It’s dark outside. No one else in the house is stirring. And if you’re really lucky, there’s a steady patter of raindrops falling off the eaves. A cup of tea, steaming away. Your face bathed in the monitor’s glow. This is when the magic happens. This is the moment you live for.

3: Where do your ideas come from?

From cradle to grave, we’re awash in stories, some great, some good, some awful. And I think all of us, no matter how imaginative or groundbreaking we appear, are just taking the same old puzzle pieces and putting them back together. The key is finding a way of doing so that makes your story feel fresh, alive and inviting.

4: Do you have a plan in your head of where the story is going before you start writing or do you let it carry you along as you go?

Yes, I need an outline, and the few times I’ve tried writing without one, I’ve fallen flat on my face. If you’ve got the general arc in place, and know what each chapter needs to say, in then frees your mind to make all the thousands of tiny choices that frame a scene, choose a metaphor, define that thing called Your Voice.

5: What genre are your books and what drew you to that genre?

Defining yourself within a genre might be a smart marketing move, but it can also limit you as a writer. Every genre has its own conventions and expectations, and these can allow you to become lazy, to perform only up to the level demanded by the field. That said, I’ve dabbled in fantasy, mystery and mainstream literary fiction.

6: What dream cast would you like to see playing the characters in your latest book?

For Fleet, we’d need three primary leads. Tom Hiddleston would make a great Noman, with his lean build and piercing gaze, even if he is a bit old for the part. For Simon, we’d want someone frumpy and British. One of those great character actors you recognize right off the bat, even if you don’t know his name. And Sarah, our waif with a backbone of steel, might well be Natalie Portman, even though she also might technically be “too old”.

7: Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors?

Yes, I’ve always got a book at hand. How could you live without one? As for favorite authors, it’s pretty much all over the map. For concision, Hemingway. For language, Lawrence Durrell. For a good yarn well-told, John D. MacDonald. Neil Gaiman, Lev Grossman, William Gibson for genre work. And why aren’t any women coming to mind? I must be a sexist pig.

8: What book/s are you reading at present?

A lot of time lately has been spent reading work by fellow indies or members of my writer’s group, which has been a mixed blessing. And the fact that I’m a poor starving artist means I can’t just rush out and buy whatever book everyone’s raving about. So you take your chances. Read the jacket. Sift through the reviews. Find a fair amount of dross, along with the occasional gem.

9: What is your favourite book and why?

The Lord of the Rings trilogy. I know this sounds incredibly trite, but what else can I say? How many authors can usurp the gods, and create a world of their own? Tell a tale so inherently right it carries the weight of myth? And yes, there’s a million ways to pick it apart, and point out all the things it isn’t, but I still can’t imagine a better gift to pass on to a hungry young mind.

10: What advice would you give for someone thinking about becoming a writer?

Beware. There be dragons here. If you stick to your craft, and write what you love, you’ll find endless hours of pleasure. And if you set out to be a success, to find fame or that pot of gold, chances are you’ll be disappointed. Writing is writing, the act of creation, of finding out what you have to say. Everything that follows, good or bad, is completely beyond your control.

11: What are the best Social Media Sites for people to find out about you and your work?  

Because everyone says a writer needs a website, I finally cobbled together one of my own, . In it I indulge in various rambles on writing and self-publication, plus there’s the exciting adventures of Doug Walker, Dog Walker. As for everything else, Facebook and LinkedIn and Twitter, it pretty much drives me crazy, even though the connected author is now expected to spend more time hyping their work than sitting down and writing.


About the Author:

Raised by a band of feral authors hidden in the deep north woods, Brian Marshall was no ordinary child. Proper syntax flowed through his veins. Semi-colons were his crib mates. And as he grew older, he came to realize these unique gifts were meant to serve good, not evil.

Abandoning his wayward clan, he set out in search of a sensei, the fabled Tan Line, Master of Men, and high priest of punctuation. Under his rigid tutelage, the boy’s talents found full flower, till the fateful day had finally arrived when the pupil outpaced his master. Would he now rise to take that mantle? Assail the bestsellers list?

Alas, no. For along with great power, he had found something else. A rare prize called humility. From that day forward he would toil away in deepest obscurity. Not for him the accolades, or the tawdry lure of fame, but instead the pursuit of merest spark, to be Kindled to full flame.

For is it not written that to win the world, a wise man begins with one reader.

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Book Review: ‘Claiming – A Medieval Romance’ by Saskia Knight

Title: Claiming-A Medieval Romance (The Gresham Chronicles Book 1)

Published: 16th January 2014

Author: Saskia Knight



After her father’s death, Lady Rowena Gresham wants nothing more than to be left alone to run her estates and live a life free from the destructive passion that had ruined her mother’s life. But the year is 1207 and her father bequeaths the estates to a distant relative.

Sir Saher de Bohun fought alongside her father for the King and has been rewarded with the wealthy Gresham estates, and the feisty Lady Rowena. But he will not take her by force and is determined to woo her into his bed.

But will Saher’s courtship be enough to allay her fears, enough to stop her from putting into action a plan, the discovery of which would incur both his displeasure and the King’s wrath?

Passion, hot enough to melt the heart of the iciest maiden, contained within.



Short and sweet historical read with a lot of passion being awoken. Claimed is definitely the right word as that’s what Sir Saher de Bohun wants to do with Rowena from the moment they meet. And if she’s really being honest with herself she wants to be claimed by him just as much.

Rowena was always her fathers’ favourite daughter. Almost like his shadow with helping running the castle and its land. It’s all she’s ever wanted to do, as she has no intention of ever marrying for she fears where it might lead. Her sisters’ paths are set – one married and the other taking orders to be a nun – and so she thought hers until their father died. Her father always led her to believe that the castle, land and all it makes would be hers to run after his passing. She is in for quite the shock when the sheriff and a priest turn up to tell her otherwise. It seems her father left the castle and all its land to another, one Sir Saher de Bohun. That’s not all he left, as it seems she is now within that deal also. If she leaves she will lose that which she loves most and have nothing but if she stays she will live with a stranger. One she fears will draw forth her passionate nature and in doing so seal her fate like her mothers.

Saher always wanted land of his own and is pleased to take over the Gresham estate. He knew Rowena’s father well and trusted him. He might have spoken of his daughters strong will but its not until he meets Rowena that he truly believes the force of it. He knew what he was to be promised and is keen to set a life forward but he will not force her to stay. Going further when they are married he will not force himself on her either. No matter how much she temps him. One kiss sparks more passion than either was expecting and it’s not long before he sees a way forward with his new wife. He must woo and seduce her to come to him, her reactions only fueling him on to what he knows they both want. It’s her passionate nature that pulls her back though with fear, this fear he wants to rid her of.

She wants to plan an escape all the while he is trying to get to know her. The longer they are in each other’s company the more her mind, and body, changes with what she wants. Can she truly trust him with her heart and body as well as her land?

Fun short historical read to chill out to on a cozy afternoon. Would be interesting to see how her sisters fare from here on too.

4 out of 5 stars


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Release Blitz: ‘Mister McHottie’ by Pippa Grant


Title: Mister McHottie
Author: Pippa Grant
Genre: Sexy Romantic Comedy
 Release Date: October 30, 2017

I’ve just bought the woman of my nightmares.
Technically, I bought the company she works for. Point is, she cost me my two best friends ten years ago. It’s payback time, and I’m going to make her life hell.
When I’m not banging her silly and myself stupid.
I need to get my head back in business, because getting off is great, but He was a man who had sex, and lots of it, and in the worst locations, with the woman of his nightmares isn’t the inscription I want on my tombstone.
Even if it’s true.


There are three things I hate:
Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking loudly like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett.
Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It’s been ten years since he took my virginity—I’d make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a bratbest joke, which also pisses me off—and now he’s not only a billionaire, he’s also my new boss.
Turns out our hate is mutual. And this kind of hate is horrifically twisted, filthy, and banging hot.
I just might have to hate him forever.

Mister McHottie is 45,000 gloriously hilarious, hot, sexy words that your mother warned you about, complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks, and no cheating or cliffhangers.

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Ambrosia May Berger is standing in the elevator bank, peering up at the numbers. She hiccups again. I stop beside her and watch her eyes go wide, then narrow, then cross. Mirrored elevator doors are possibly the second greatest invention known to man.

First, of course, is the internet.

I stare at Bro in the door mirror.

She stares back.

For all the shit she gave me growing up, I always respected her spine. As much as one can respect something that infuriating. She got away with everything. Even when she was reckless.

I can honestly say no woman I’ve been with since her has ever tried to make a break for it in the Bratwurst Wagon.

As long as I block out the month that followed, I can think of the Bratwurst Wagon with a smile.

“Working late or coming in early?” I ask.

“The hogs are mating again,” she replies.

The world believes this woman to be a sane, competent adult. Mind-boggling.

“Do you always wait in elevator banks for women you want to harass?” she asks.

“Only when I’ve gotten bored staking out the bathrooms.” I reach over and hit the up button, because she hasn’t. “Do you always assume the elevators can read your mind?”

“They were doing better than you. I didn’t want to go up.”

“And you’re standing here because…?”

“It’s my thinking spot.”

“It’s 3 AM on a Wednesday morning.”

“Do you see me judging you on wanting to use an elevator at 3 AM on a Wednesday morning? No, you don’t. So why do you have to judge me for wanting to think in an elevator bank at 3 AM? Hmmmmmm?” The hum trills up on the end, right in time with her swiveling to face me. She squints one eye, then the other, before scrunching her face, pointing her index finger at my nose, and making pew, pew noises.
If this is what the security guards were worried I’d find, I’m rather disappointed.

“Drinking on the job again?” I ask.

Again implies I’ve done it before. Which I have not, unless you count that time the guava kale juice fermented, which I don’t, because it only counts as drinking if I enjoy the alcohol. Also, all whiskey was consumed off-premise.”

“So you’re drunk.”

“I’m not drunk. I’m barely buzzed enough to be able to tolerate you.”

I eye her, and decide she’s telling the truth. Her eyes are too focused and her tongue’s too sharp for her to be drunk. I can’t even smell anything on her. Tired, maybe, but not drunk.

“Was it organic?” I ask dryly.

“It’s whiskey, dickhead.”

Christ, that mouth. I want to lick it and tape it shut all at the same time. “You shouldn’t call your superiors names.”

She blows a raspberry. The sight of her ripe pink tongue makes my cock leap to attention.

“Looking for disciplinary action?” I murmur.

“Oh, don’t you wish.” The elevator dings, and she lists inside. I’d try to catch her, but frankly, I wouldn’t mind seeing her crash to the ground.

She comes to a solid stop at the railing along the back paneled wall. “And you’re not my superior,” she says.

“I write your paycheck.”

“Not yet you haven’t.” Spittle shouldn’t be sexy, but her second raspberry gives me a longer look at her tongue. I remember that tongue. Long as a lizard’s, hot as a volcano, talented as a porn star.

That’s as complimentary as I get where Bro Berger is concerned.

“So Mr. Liver-bellied Bratwurst-runner-away-er,” she says, “wouldn’t you be happier owning a grocery store that I don’t work for? Because I’m sure we can find another zagillionaire to take your place.”

I punch the button to the eighteenth floor—where the fresh greens for tomorrow are being picked and packed right now, if all’s on schedule—and give her my worst smile. “Aw, Bro, your inflated opinion of my bank account is touching.”

“You could be a mega-ka-billion-trillionaire, and you still wouldn’t have enough money to buy a soul.”

I’m relatively new to the ranks of the ten-figure club, but it’s still been years since anyone has insulted me to my face.

Her blatant hatred is oddly erotic. “Who needs a soul when I have the power to sack tempestuous employees?”

“Go ahead. I dare you.” She bangs the button for the fourth floor. Then the third, fifth, seventh, ninth, and every odd number to the top.

With a frown, she draws her hand down the row of even numbers until every single floor is lit, and if I’d still thought this was alcohol motivating her, the sharp, devious intention in her cold eyes removes any doubt.

She’s fully in control and she’s intentionally trying to bait me.

Heat creeps over my scalp. It’s working.

She’s making this elevator stop on Every. Single. Fucking. Floor.

I whip out my cell phone—security can override her little prank—but as the doors close, my signal dies.

She does the MC Hammer dance, and her breasts jiggle under her swishy spring dress in a way even a celibate Tibetan monk couldn’t resist. There’s no fucking way she’s wearing a bra.

My cock twitches harder.

How did a woman so insanely evil land the world’s most perfect tits?

“Go on, rich boy.” She switches to the Lawnmower, and now her hips are rocking it too. “Buy your way out of that.”

Good Chase, the businessman, the gaming tech genius, the face I show the world, the smarter part of my brain, hops off when the doors open on the second floor, because he appreciates stairs and getting the hell away from this deranged woman.

Bad Chase, though, has possessed my body, and keeps me in the elevator.

I wave goodbye to rational thought and better judgment—who needs those bitches anyway?—and turn to Bro with a growl.

She’s wiggling her sweet curvy ass at me now, arms circling, stirring the batter. “It’s my birthday, happy birthday, it’s my birth—oomph!”

Huh. Emergency stop button works, but it’s a little choppy on the execution. Better have maintenance look at that tomorrow.

I take one large, purposeful step toward Bro.

She fists her hands on her hips and calls me an asshole with her dark, heavy-lidded, fuck-me bedroom eyes.


She’s feeling it too.

That pull. That hate. That inexplicable force of rage that can only be satiated with a hard, hot fuck.

Author Bio

Pippa Grant is a stay-at-home mom and housewife who loves to escape into sexy, funny stories way more than she likes perpetually cleaning toothpaste out of sinks and off toilet handles. When she’s not reading, writing, sleeping, or trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, she’s fantasizing about chocolate chip cookies.

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Book Review: ‘Autumn Glimmer’ by Stacey Joy Netzel

Title: Autumn Glimmer (Romancing Wisconsin #6.5)

Published: 12th October 2015

Author: Stacey Joy Netzel


Twitter: @StaceyJoyNetzel



Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Shea Riley walks out on her two-year relationship with Keller Maxwell in hopes of shocking him into realizing love can’t be taken for granted. Her glimmer of hope begins to fade as weeks pass without a word from him.

Problem is, she still loves him—and she’s pregnant with his child. She knows he deserves to know he’s going to be a father, but how will she ever know he truly loves her if they don’t fix their relationship before he knows about the baby?



Goes down as another off my Bookworm Bingo Challenge – A book with a colour in the title. Well autumn isn’t really a colour by itself but you can choose autumn colours so I’m going to count it.

This might be book 6 in the series but it can be read as standalone as focuses on their story alone and not a larger picture with lots of other multiple characters. Though you do get a glimpse into what Shea’s brother Nash is getting up to with his on/off girlfriend Josie, which is a fun side note.

Shea is feeling very under appreciated by her boyfriend Keller. Feeling more like a maid than his girlfriend from the moment she moved in. She needs him to wake up to what he has before he loses it. Her plan being to make a stand and leave to shock him into realising that what they have is worth something. Seems like a sound plan but like she says he really doesn’t listen so has no clue to what the reason could be to why she is leaving. He’s just hoping she will come back after having some time to cool off. She wants to know that he wants her for her more than ever because she has something she needs to tell him. Soon their two will be a three, well she’s hoping anyway.

Keller really has no clue why Shea left and all his brother/old wingman Dalton can come up with is that he is better off without her. Clearly saying that so he can get his wingman back. A night out with him might have better results than he expected though when he gets some much needed advice. Has he lost his chance by waiting too long though?

A short sweet romance showing the pitfalls of relationships when people stop appreciating each other. It’s just the start of their story and here’s hoping it continues with a few less bumps along the way. Well other than the one she’s growing! Nicely written short story that intrigues you enough to want to check out the rest of the series.

4 out of 5 stars

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