Review: Don’t Let Me Go by Sarah

Don't Let Me Go coverSynopsis:

a story about best friends and a black-lit back room.
Alright, Violet, and all or nothing.
Meeting dark eyes and carrying them for life.
Unmade stars and stripes, and a place deeper than memory.

What it means to be narrowed in, and how a maniac cuts himself loose.
Shoving control, a little denim noose, finding the strength courage takes,
and breaking –
but in the right place.

Pride, and a cry that cuts clean through.

Six Sheets, and all the ways a heart fights and burns and beats.

Fading red marks, feeling the world come apart,
a little past the point of no return,
everything innocent,
and a life sentence.

Walking something sticky off your shoe,
giving until your hands are empty,
and Go.

Just go.

and the beautiful, blinding way it makes your only reason to,


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My Review:

Sarah always delivers. This woman is my favourite modern poet. She always cuts your heart with beautiful, breathtaking precision.

A young man, nicknamed CL, finds himself caretaker of a young girl in desperate need of protection. She’s a pawn in a game about loyalty, money and honour, and in all likelihood, she isn’t going to survive long. Will CL keep to his loyalties or challenge them?

If you want to read a story about the grittier side of the track, and get a really strong book hangover and some red puffy eyes, this one’s for you.

Don’t Let Me Go is not a similar story to Dusty, but the ache is the same. Highly recommended. Five stars.


SarahA soft spoken revolutionary, love’s listener was born on Bastille Day. she dance-walks under the stars and prefers to write while the sun wakes up. her blood marks State Avenue. her roots are darker than trouble’s eyes, and her favorite colour is The 1975.

Sarah Elizabeth is the author of Innocents, Delinquents, Don’t Let Me Go, and various other projects under various other pen names.





Excerpt: Second Chance Summer by Jill Shalvis

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“How did you fall?” he asked.

“Backward. Fast,” she quipped, not about to admit she’d been startled by a bunny. A baby bunny.

“Smartass.” He began to check her over. As in he put his hands all over her and ran them over her body. “You’re bleeding,” he said.

“I’ll buy you new sheets.”

“Shut up.” He frowned at her wrist and found another problem at her ankle, all while she attempted to keep her T-shirt covering as much as of her as possible.

Then he pointed to her shirt. “Lose it.”

“Bite me.”

“Later,” he said. “I want to see your ribs.”

“How about my foot up your ass?”

He met her gaze, his own stubborn and unbending. “Me or a doctor, Lily.”

He’d do it too, she had no doubt. He’d drag her kicking and screaming out of here if need be. So she sighed and very carefully lifted the T-shirt to just beneath her breasts. “See? I’m fine—”

She broke off, the air backing up in her lungs when he ran his hands very lightly over her ribcage, stopping when she managed to suck in a breath.

“Bruised, not broken I don’t think,” he said, his voice quiet and calm and clinically dispassionate, in direct opposition to his eyes. “Turn over.”

She bit out a harsh laugh. “Yeah, that’s going to happen nev—”

He rolled her over and pinned her there with a hand low on her back.

She sputtered and fought him, but then went utterly still when he ran his fingers up the back of one thigh, scooping the edge of her boy cut panties up a cheek.

“Also bruised,” he said.

“That’s where I landed. No worries, I’m padded nicely.”

“Nicely is right,” he said, and he removed his hands from her.

She leapt off the bed, tugged down her shirt, and had to tighten her lips not to whimper at the fast movement. “Okay, thanks. Be sure to lock the door on your way—”

“Did you hit your head or lose consciousness at any time?”

“No!” She didn’t want to need his help, wanted to lick her wounds in private rather than get turned on by his gentle touch. But she was stupid light-headed from getting up too fast and knew she wasn’t in the greatest shape.

And must as she didn’t want to like it, she did like how he always seemed to be there for her, even if her brain kept telling her heart she didn’t want him to be.

He still wasn’t leaving. “Tell me what really happened.”

“I loaded up some wood and was making my way up the stairs when”—she broke off and grimaced —“something popped out of the wood. I nearly had heart failure and fell down the stairs. The end.”

He never took his eyes off of her. “What popped out at you?”

“A spider,” she said, because hey, that could’ve totally happened. Just because she’d freaked out over the baby bunny didn’t mean that there wasn’t also a spider. Maybe she’d been so busy falling down the stairs she just hadn’t seen the spider.

“A spider made you fall down the stairs?” he asked in disbelief.

“A big one.” She lifted her hands so that they were about a foot apart.

His lips twitched.

Her hands spread apart even wider. “It might have been a mutant spider.”

“Or a baby bunny,” he said.

She stared at him while he grinned wide.

“You knew the whole time,” she accused.

“Yep. Lenny told me.”

“Well isn’t that just like a man,” she said in disgust.

Aidan tipped his head back and laughed out loud.

“Fine. Whatever,” she said. “I’m taking a shower. Alone.”

“Make it lukewarm, not hot,” he said. “I’m going to the truck for my first aid kit.”

“Aidan, I’m so not in the mood to play doctor.”

“Good,” he said. “I’ll play doctor and you play the nice, sweet, passive patient.”


“Fall in love with Jill Shalvis! She’s my go-to read for humor and heart.”―Susan Mallery, New York Times bestselling author
“Clever, steamy, and fun! Jill Shalvis will make you laugh and fall in love.”―Rachel Gibson, New York Times bestselling author
“Scores big with a delicate love story and red-hot passion. Fans of smalltown contemporaries will savor this delicious and heartwarming story, a refreshingly realistic romance between two great characters.”―Publishers Weekly (starred review) on Once in a Lifetime
“Engaging writing, characters that walk straight into your heart, and a town you can’t wait to revisit make this touching, hilarious tale another heart-warmer worthy of Shalvis’ popular series.”―Library Journal on It Had to Be You
“Shalvis makes me laugh, makes me cry, makes me sigh with pure pleasure.”―Susan Andersen, New York Times bestselling author of Playing Dirty

“Count on Jill Shalvis for a witty, steamy, unputdownable love story.”―Robyn Carr, New York Times bestselling author of Harvest Moon

“Shalvis writes with humor, heart, and sizzling heat!”―Carly Phillips, New York Times Bestselling Author

About the Author

Jill ShalvisNew York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis is the author of many romance novels including her acclaimed Lucky Harbor and Animal Magnetism series. The RITA winner and three-time National Readers Choice winner makes her home near Lake Tahoe.
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Review: Overruled by Emma Chase

Overruled Emma Chase
A Washington, DC, defense attorney, Stanton Shaw keeps his head cool, his questions sharp, and his arguments irrefutable. They don’t call him the Jury Charmer for nothing—with his southern drawl, disarming smile, and captivating green eyes, he’s a hard man to say no to. Men want to be him, and women want to be thoroughly cross examined by him.Stanton’s a man with a plan. And for a while, life was going according to that plan.Until the day he receives an invitation to the wedding of his high school sweetheart, the mother of his beloved ten-year-old daughter. Jenny is getting married—to someone who isn’t him.That’s definitely not part of the plan.***

Sofia Santos is a city-raised, no-nonsense litigator who plans to become the most revered criminal defense attorney in the country. She doesn’t have time for relationships or distractions.

But when Stanton, her “friend with mind-blowing benefits,” begs her for help, she finds herself out of her element, out of her depth, and obviously out of her mind. Because she agrees to go with him to The-Middle-Of-Nowhere, Mississippi, to do all she can to help Stanton win back the woman he loves. Her head tells her she’s crazy…and her heart says something else entirely.

What happens when you mix a one-stop-light town, two professional arguers, a homecoming queen, four big brothers, some Jimmy Dean sausage, and a gun-toting Nana?

The Bourbon flows, passions rise, and even the best-laid plans get overruled by the desires of the heart.


I wasn’t sure what to think of this book at the beginning. We’re introduced to Stanton and his high school sweetheart, Jenny, two sweet kids who make a lot of very hard choices at a young age. While their love is real, it’s not sustainable. She gets left behind to raise a baby, while he goes off to build a bright career. Jenny’s suggestion to have a long distance, open relationship seemed like a smart idea at the time. It’s not cheating if you both agree to see other people, right? Unfortunately, life is never simple although Stanton assumes it is.

Stanton Shaw is a dumbass. And I have to shake my head, because he’s kind of a likeable dumbass. An oblivious, ideal-touting, romantic, gentlemanly, sexually-skilled, Southern, suave, pipe-dreaming idiot. I mean, if you figure you’re going to marry a girl someday, shouldn’t you at least discuss living in the same city at some point? Ten years later…

He gets the blinders taken off when Jenny reveals she’s marrying someone else. And you have to like her for it, because it’s a pretty smart decision.

This book is billed as a comedy romance and I read the first part wondering why. And then, bam! We get down to the nitty gritty with Sofia. She’s had a comfortable relationship –friends with benefits- with Stanton for years. It suited them both, but eventually, they get attached. Duh!

When Stanton loses his mind to think “his Jenny” is marrying some wimp, he conscripts his feisty, sophisticated, emotionally intelligent bestie Sofia to help him win her back. As Sofia wrestles with her feelings, she puts on a front of helping Stanton, all the while hoping he’ll choose her instead. And the man is just plain thick. Darling Sofia is the only one bright enough to realize right away that by sticking around, she’s acting like a dumbass, too.

We meet the crazy in-laws, parents, siblings, friends, townsfolk and significant others and there’s not a villain in the lot. The situation is so muddled up that I ended up laughing loud enough to bring the family running. Both Sofia and Jenny seem to keep up a bewildered mantra of, “Why am I even listening to you, Stanton?” while Jenny’s fiancé tries to be a gentleman, most of the men in the story sit back to watch the show, and Jenny’s grandma makes a meal out of loading her gun. It’s complete chaos while they all wait for Stanton to get his head out of his hind end. It truly is fun to watch.

Ultimately, I came to like Stanton. He just had to accept that his dreams weren’t superior to his reality. It would have been nice if he’d figured that out a bit sooner. However, there honestly wasn’t a single unlikeable character in the book and I enjoyed spending time with all of them. I have to say that, having read the first chapter of the next book, Sustained, I’m truly looking forward to getting to know Jake. He has his eye on a lady who’s looking after her brother’s herd of kids. And Jake can obviously manage kids. Sign me up.

Four stars for Overruled. I’m not quite over my wish to slap Stanton upside the head a couple of dozen times, or it might have been five stars. Much thanks to Gallery Books for sending me a paperback in exchange for my honest review.


Cover Reveal: Just Like in the Movies by MB Feeney




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To celebrate the re release of her romance novella July 2015, M. B. Feeney shares her new cover.
Genre: Chick Lit/ Romance




Ava Jones has settled for a life that she’s not sure she wants anymore, but won’t admit it. Her best friend, Erica Davidson talks her into taking a break on the Isle of Wight. Her days on the island are spent thinking things through, and arguing with Morgan whom she hates on principle.

Is it so wrong for her to want a life that follows the script of a honest to God romance film?


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Created by the wonderful J. C. Clarke over at The Graphics Shed




Losing myself in the titles, covers, and blurbs, I faintly heard footsteps behind me.

“Hey, can I help?”

I turned to face quite possibly the most beautiful man I had ever seen. His light brown hair had been bleached by the sun, and the bundle of messy curls made my fingers itch to tangle them among the chaotic strands. The man’s hazel eyes regarded both me and the slim book in my hand. His tall, lean figure was clad in skinny jeans, with an open, oversized shirt over a t-shirt and well- worn biker boots. He looked a little out- of-place among the surfer types I had noticed wandering around town.

“I’m just looking, thanks.” I couldn’t help but blush when he gave a slight smirk at the sight of the Mills & Boon book I held.

“If you’re after more . . . err . . . books in that particular genre, there’s a wider selection over here.” He indicated a bookcase to his left.

“This? Oh, no. This isn’t my type at all. I was just moving it out of the way to get at the new James Patterson.”

He cocked an eyebrow and his smile grew at my obvious lie. “Yeah, okay. I’ll leave you to . . . peruse.” He chuckled to himself as he made his way back behind the counter.

I slammed the bright pink book down so I could grab the James Patterson, the one I’d initially been after, and walked over to pay. “I’ll take this one.” I thrust my card at him and waited while he ran it through. I knew it was a simple misunderstanding, but it rubbed me the wrong way. Why couldn’t I just accept that he thought I wanted the Mills & Boon book? It was an easy mistake to make, I guess.

“Are you sure you don’t want the other one, too? It seems a bit more . . . your style.” He looked me up and down, taking in my denim shorts, skimpy vest top, and flip-flops.

His scrutiny made me nervous. I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair to calm myself. “What would you know about my ‘style’?” I demanded, snatching the book out of his hand and clutching it to me, almost as if it were a security blanket.

I moved to retrieve my card, but he whipped it just out of my reach.

“I’ve worked here for at least five years, and in that time, I’ve become very good at reading people. You are definitely steamy romance material, with your pretty hair and . . .” He indicated my clothes and swallowed, “. . . And your skimpy clothes.”

“Well, it just goes to show that you’re not as good as you thought, then. Please give me back my card.” I held out my hand.

Once he’d returned the piece of plastic, I spun on my heel and walked out. I planned to read my book slowly, because I wasn’t going to go back there.






6578767M. B. Feeney is an army brat who finally settled down in Birmingham, UK with her other half, two kids and a dog. Currently at university studying for her BA (Hons) in primary teaching, she procrastinates on her assignments by listening to music of all genres and trying to get ‘just one more paragraph’ written on whichever WIP is open. She is also a serious doodler and chocoholic. Writing has been her one true love ever since she could spell, and publishing is the final culmination of her hard work and ambition.

Her publishing career began with two novellas, and she currently has multiple projects under way whilst Honour, a compilation of her own military based shorts, was released in November 2013. Always having something on the go can often lead to block which eventually gets dissolved by good music and an even better book.

Her main reason for writing is to not only give her readers enjoyment, but also to create a story and characters that stay with readers long after the book is finished, and possibly make someone stop and think “what if…”

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Review: The Mistake by Elle Kennedy

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He’s a player in more ways than one…

College junior John Logan can get any girl he wants. For this hockey star, life is a parade of parties and hook-ups, but behind his killer grins and easygoing charm, he hides growing despair about the dead-end road he’ll be forced to walk after graduation. A sexy encounter with freshman Grace Ivers is just the distraction he needs, but when a thoughtless mistake pushes her away, Logan plans to spend his final year proving to her that he’s worth a second chance.

Now he’s going to need to up his game…

After a less than stellar freshman year, Grace is back at Briar University, older, wiser, and so over the arrogant hockey player she nearly handed her V-card to. She’s not a charity case, and she’s not the quiet butterfly she was when they first hooked up. If Logan expects her to roll over and beg like all his other puck bunnies, he can think again. He wants her back? He’ll have to work for it. This time around, she’ll be the one in the driver’s seat…and she plans on driving him wild.



I love going to hockey games, but I prefer home-grown teams over the NHL. Maybe that’s why I love Elle Kennedy’s college-level hockey players so much.

John Logan wants everyone to assume he is what he seems. He fools around with the campus puck bunnies and hangs out with the guys from his team. As far as his friends are concerned, Logan’s path is simple: make the grades, get the girls, and do whatever is necessary to go pro. Logan goes through all the motions, but in reality, his future is not clear cut. What he wants differs from everyone’s expectations.

Logan is lonely. He carries heavy burdens that none of his friends know about. Grief is a constant in his life. And then, he meets Grace.

Grace is inexperienced but open to learn, tends to ramble when nervous, knows nothing about hockey but loves guy flicks and football. She’s nothing like the girls Logan usually meets and it takes Logan a while to get his head out of his… you know.

Some of the best things about this book: guys who talk and think like guys; natural situations and dialogue; realism concerning what it’s like to parent your parent; and facing road blocks to dreams. I enjoyed watching this couple tackle their challenges, even though I wanted to smack them upside the head upon occasion.

Oh. The quest Grace sets for Logan? Priceless. Five stars.







Elle KennedyA USA Today bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a B.A. in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer, and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager.

Elle currently publishes with Signet Eclipse, Harlequin Romantic Suspense, Samhain Publishing and Entangled Brazen. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!




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