Dirty Headlines By L.J. Shen •Cover Reveal•

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“I laughed, I swooned, I sighed, I smiled and cheered for these two lonely souls. By far one of my favorite books of 2018!”- Kate Stewart, Amazon bestselling author

Dirty Headlines, an all-new sexy, enemies-to-lovers romance from USA Today bestselling author L.J. Shen is coming September 7th!

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Dirty Headlines by L.J. Shen

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publishing Date: September 7th, 2018

Cover designer: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs

Model: Lucas Loyola

Photographer: Leandro Franco

Célian Laurent.

Manhattan royalty.

Notorious playboy.

Heir to a media empire.

…And my new boss.

I could have impressed him, if not for last month’s unforgettable one-night stand.

I left it with more than orgasms and a pleasant memory—namely, his wallet.

Now he’s staring me down like I’m the dirt under his Italian loafers, and I’m supposed to take it.

But the thing about being Judith “Jude” Humphry is I have nothing to lose.

Brooklyn girl.

Infamously quirky.

Heir to a stack of medical bills and a tattered couch.

When he looks at me from across the room, I see the glint in his eyes, and that makes us rivals.

He knows it.

So do I.

Every day in the newsroom is a battle.

Every night in his bed, war.

But it’s my heart at stake, and I fear I’ll be raising the white flag.

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About LJ Shen:

L.J. Shen is an International #1 best-selling author of Contemporary Romance and New Adult novels. She lives in Northern California with her husband, young son and chubby cat.

Before she’d settled down, L.J. (who thinks referring to herself in the third person is really silly, by the way) traveled the world, and collected friends from all across the globe. Friends who’d be happy to report that she is a rubbish companion, always forgets people’s’ birthdays and never sends Christmas cards.

She enjoys the simple things in life, like spending time with her family and friends, reading, HBO, Netflix and internet-stalking Stephen James. She reads between three to five books a week and firmly believes Crocs shoes and mullets should be outlawed.

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For The Pride Of A Crow by T. S. Joyce review!

Synopsis

Ethan Blackwood has a dark destiny that will make him the next Blackwood Crow. He’s being haunted by his past and is slowly morphing into the man he never wanted to be. Every decision he’s made to get to this point in his life has been a misstep, and he’s desperate to get turned in the right direction before it’s too late. He doesn’t know how, until he runs into a clumsy little beauty who has decided he is hers, and she is his. What he needs to do is stay steady and figure out a way to get rid of the ghost from his past, but Leah is making it hard to think straight. But the closer she gets to him, the more danger she’s in, because the ghost from his past will do anything to keep Ethan’s destiny intact—even hurt the girl he’s falling for.

Leah Hawthorne isn’t great at many things, but she can tell when a man is good or bad, and Ethan Blackwood is a bad boy with a heart of gold. He’s crazy. Everyone in town knows that much. He talks to himself too much to be sane, but she’s up for being his friend. And the more she gets to know him, the more she thinks he might just be the man to handle her quirks. But he’s a slippery little fish and hard to catch, and now she’s thinking he isn’t as crazy as everyone thinks. Choosing him means putting her life in peril, and there is no doubt her future will be changed forever, but maybe that’s just what this bored, small-town girl needs…a little danger and a lot of love for one hot-as-hell, Harley riding, outlaw Blackwood Crow.

Content Warning: Explicit love scenes, naughty language, and piles of sexy shifter secrets. Intended for mature audiences.

My thoughts 💭

I love this series! The banter is hilarious! Everyone is absolutely crazy and I love it! Leah is absolutely adorable with her constant positivity and I loved her and Ethan together! I can’t wait until the next one!!

•Release Blitz/Review• Too Bad So Sad By Lani Lynn Vale!

Title: Too Bad So Sad
Series: The Simple Man
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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Tyler Cree has never been good at the whole look and don’t touch thing.

From the moment he was old enough to walk on his own two feet, he’s been looking for trouble.

Trouble comes in many forms…quite a few of those forms being the female persuasion.

Tyler knows what girls want—a bad boy. And he has the bad boy image down pat.

Ex-military—check.

Hot cop—double check.

A bike between his legs and a devil may care attitude—oh, yeah.

All the girls want him, yet none of them will have him—at least not all of him, anyway. A certain appendage they can have all they want. His heart, however, is not up for grabs. The useless organ inside his chest was broken and battered, mutilated by the one woman he thought would keep it safe.

Spoiler alert: she ripped it to shreds and set fire to the pieces.

To protect himself, Tyler keeps everyone at arm’s length, and never lets anyone get too close.

Then Reagan Rose Alvarez barrels into his life, and trespasses on not only his property, but straight into his abused heart. One glance is all it takes, and he’s suddenly thinking about things he hasn’t thought for quite some time—thoughts that a man like him should never have about a woman like her.

One moment of weakness is all it takes, and suddenly he has no other choice but to go on the offensive.

Keeping her is the only other option now.

Turns out, his heart isn’t as broken as he thought it was.
The only problem is, now the little she-devil holds it in the palm of her hands, and she has no clue just how much power she holds.
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“I didn’t know he was planning to breathe so loudly when I agreed to move in with him. -Reagan talking about Tyler” 😂😂😂

Another great addition to the simple man series! Reagan and Tyler are both crazy but I loved them so much! Tyler tried to fight his attraction to Reagan at first and she decided she was going to let him come to her…I just loved it! The chemistry between them is hot and their banter is hilarious!



I’m a married mother of three. My kids are all under 9, so I can assure you that they are a handful. I’ve been with my paramedic husband now for ten years, and we’ve produced three offspring that are nothing like us. I live in the greatest state in the world, Texas.



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Power Of Five by Alex Lidell Review!

Synopsis

Four elite fae warriors. One mortal female. A magical bond they can’t allow—or resist.

Orphaned and sold to a harsh master, Lera’s life is about mucking stalls, avoiding her master’s advances, and steering clear of the mystical forest separating the mortal and fae worlds. Only fools venture into the immortal realms, and only dark rumors come out… Until four powerful fae warriors appear at Lera’s barn.

River, Coal, Tye, and Shade have waited a decade for their new fifth to be chosen, the wounds from their quint brother’s loss still raw. But the magic has played a cruel trick, bonding the four immortal warriors to… a female. A mortal female.

Distractingly beautiful and dangerously frail, Lera can only be one thing—a mistake. Yet as the males bring Lera back to the fae lands to sever the bond, they discover that she holds more power over their souls than is safe for anyone… especially for Lera herself.

Power of Five is a full-length reverse-harem fantasy novel.

My thoughts 💭

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The book was enjoyable but not what I was expecting. Not going to lie I was expecting more adult time but it was barely any. Magic has chosen Lera a mortal to be River, Tye, Coal and Shade’s 5th. The guys start off believing it’s a mistake and wants to have Lera cut from the bond but by the end of the book they realize that they love her and they are stronger than they’ve ever been with her. It was a cute story I’d recommend if you don’t mind light steamy times for a reverse harem.

All The Right Moves by M.H. Soars review!!

Synopsis

A new standalone novel in the world of Love Me, I’m Famous series

A reformed party girl on a mission. A broody, sexy as hell pub owner with a chip on his shoulders. A road trip through Ireland. Zero chances of them falling in love. Yeah, right.

My name is Emma Hart and I like to date, a lot. My friends call me maneater, the men I dump call me slut. The double standard kills me, but relationships are not my thing. They never last, so why bother with the heartache?

When my father suffers a major heart attack and confesses from his hospital bed that he’s terrified of dying and leaving me all alone, I decide to change my ways. There’s only one guy who stands a chance of melting my cold heart, a stranger who saved my life a year ago. I just have to find him.

Help comes from the person I least expect. Rori O’Shea, the sexiest Irishman I’ve ever met (and also the grumpiest), offers to be my guide in Ireland. The catch? I have to be his date at his sister’s wedding. It should be easy enough as long as I don’t fall back into my old ways. Meaning, I have to keep my hands to myself and stay out of his bed.

Never mind that the man is Adonis on Earth.

Never mind that he can make me hot and bothered with one heated glance in my direction.

I can and I will resist him or I’m not called Emma Hart.

My thoughts 💭

I loved this book! Emma and Rori were so cute! Rori was judgmental of Emma but she quickly had him changing his mind! This was a sweet story I’d definitely recommend! I’m probably going to read the rest of the series!

•Release Tour/Review• Bruf: Out Of The Darkness by Jessie Cooke

Title: Bruf: Out of the Darkness
Series: Westside Skulls MC
Author: Jessie Cooke
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 31, 2018
Growing up wasn’t easy for Bruf. At ten years old he watched his parent’s be murdered. From there, he spent time in foster care…and then in the care of his much older brother. Being with family should have been preferable to foster care, but when your brother is the leader of the largest White Supremacist group in the state, life can get pretty confusing…and dangerous, especially for a teenager who falls in love with a mixed-race girl. His brother made that relationship impossible, so Bruf escaped as quickly as he could to the security of the United States Army. At home on leave, Bruf encounters the wrath of his anti-government brother and his crew and that leads him to a new discovery…The Westside Skulls. It’s been a decade since Bruf joined up with them and life has been good. But when circumstances dictate that Bruf reconnect with his brother, things begin to go sideways…and of course, falling in love with the club president’s sister Sabrina didn’t do him any favors either. 

Sabrina left California to travel to Haiti with a group of doctor’s who dedicate their time and skills to people in need. While believing in the cause, her motivation was more about putting distance between herself, and the man she was in love with. Sabrina wants Bruf, and she knows he wants her, but his loyalty to her brother is like a brick wall that she knows she can’t penetrate…so she has to move on.

When she returns to California over a year later, an almost married woman with an explosive secret, things heat up in more ways than one. Ride along with The Westside Skulls and see how this gruff, sexy, loyal, sergeant-at-arms fares in both love and war.


Book 3 in the Westside Skulls MC Series. 
This is a Standalone Romance Novel but characters from the previous novels, Wolf Prequel and Wolf 2, are in this story, and will appear in future books in the series. 
HEA and No cliffhanger. 
Intended for Mature Readers.

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The Westside Skulls MC Series is about members of the MC club, their friends and associates. 
Each story, while focused around one main character, is not necessarily about a Westside Skulls club member, but the story is related to Skulls members and the club.

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Dang this book was good! I loved Sabrina instantly even though I felt like she was letting her best friend and “fiancé” get away with too much. Bruf won me over halfway through the book but he turned out to be a sweetheart and I loved it lol. I can’t wait to see what happens next!

“So, are we finally going to talk about this?”

Wolf was staring at Bruf in the intimidating way that he didn’t even realize he had about him. Bruf didn’t want to talk about it. He’d gone most of his life not talking about it, and he’d even made up some stupid-ass story about his father being in the service and the family being stationed in England when he was born. That story was what he told the kids at school when he finally started at the age of ten years old…barely able to read and write at a kindergarten level. The other kids accepted that he was behind because he was a foreigner, and he didn’t get the same kind of torture he might have if he were just “slow” or if they knew the real story. His brother never went to school, and had his parents lived, Bruf wouldn’t have either.

At times he was able to go days or even weeks without thinking about the past. As he got older, it hurt less, and the rage that consumed him when he thought about his parents had begun to lessen. But since Wolf was cleared of murder charges thanks to the efforts of his brother…the General, aka Commander in Chief of the Brotherhood of the White Owls…he supposed he wasn’t going to be able to get out of talking about it any longer. The last time he talked about it was with Coyote, when he was eighteen years old and wanted nothing more in his life than to become a prospect for the Westside Skulls.

Bruf sat in the chair across from Wolf’s desk in the clubhouse office and stretched his long legs out in front of him. He sat there silently for a few minutes and then drew up his legs, rested his elbows on his knees, and rubbed his face like he was trying to wake himself up. “What do you want to know?”

Wolf cocked an eyebrow at him, folded his arms and said, “How about you just start at the beginning…”

Bruf chuckled and said, “Okay, in 1990 a child was born…”

“Spare me the smartass.”

“Sorry, Boss.” He sighed. “I hate this shit. My parents were…different. They lived off the grid, paranoid about everything…the government, school, fucking everything. My brother was ten years old when I was born. He was the only child for a long time. He grew up in the fog of all the pot they were smoking and acid they were dropping. It sounds bad, and I guess it was, but the thing is, they really weren’t bad people. They weren’t mean, and they loved us. Some people just aren’t cut out to be parents, and there were no two people that were cut out for it less than mine. The thing was, they were just scared of life and confused about how to integrate into society. I’m sure all the drugs didn’t help, but that was how they coped. We lived up in the mountains around Squaw Valley and my brother spent most of his time just running free in the woods. He was wild, like he’d been raised by wolves. By the time I came along, our parents had aged, and calmed down some. They’d stopped using the hard drugs, but they still supported us by growing some good weed, and they were smoking plenty of it. It was ultimately what killed them.”

He stopped talking. That was the easy part of the story. He had to delve down deep to get the rest out. Before he started talking again Wolf said, “Weed killed them?”

“Sort of. My dad invented this solar panel watering system for their greenhouse. It was revolutionary, really…if he’d sold it, they would have been rich. The weed grew something like three times faster than normal, and Mom and me, and sometimes my brother when he was around, would harvest and package it when it was ready. Dad would take it down the hill and sell it. I never knew who he sold it to, but one day, they followed him home. And that night, the whole crew showed up with a van and started emptying out the greenhouse. Dad got up in time to catch them loading the last of the plants. My parents were hippies and even though they didn’t trust anyone, they were very nonviolent. They didn’t have a gun and to this day I don’t know what he was thinking. He confronted them, unarmed, and they shot him…in the face. Mom ran out screaming and they shot her too. They never saw me, or I’m sure they would have killed me as well.”

“Oh fuck, brother, I’m sorry.” Wolf had a deep crease between his brows and it was evident that his heart hurt for his sergeant at arms. That was exactly what Bruf didn’t want. He didn’t want sympathy. He didn’t want anyone feeling sorry for him. Despite the way he’d been raised and what he’d seen that night, he had managed to grow up, do a short stint in the army, and find a home with the Skulls. He was content with his life, for the most part.

“Thanks,” Bruf said. “It was a long time ago.”

“How old were you?”

“About nine. I sat there with their bodies until my brother showed back up three days later. I told him we should call somebody, but he was as paranoid, if not more so, as they were. We dug two holes…”

“Ah Jesus…fuck, man…I’m sorry I made you talk about this…”

Bruf waved him off. “It’s okay, I should have told you a long time ago. We buried them and then my brother sat me down and made me tell him everything I saw. It wasn’t much. There were five guys, they were all black, and they were wearing red bandannas underneath their ball caps, and red or white t-shirts…My brother took that, and his paranoia warped further into a racist hate. He gathered his friends, all a bunch of mountain people and of the same mind as he was, and they went looking for these guys. Back in the 90s the gangs in Fresno were bad. I heard there were something like thirty-two gangs at that time…well, you lived it; the MC was right in the middle of a lot of those turf wars.”

Wolf nodded. “Yeah, there were something like six to seven hundred gang members back in the 90s and that’s not counting us.”

Bruf winked and grinned. “That’s because we’re a club, not a gang.”

“Damn straight,” Wolf said with a smile.

Bruf’s smile fell then and he said:

“My brother lost it. He started killing black guys…any black guy he saw dressed in red, whether he was a gang-banger or not. His friends were like a little militia and they backed him up and did some killing of their own. Ediger…”

“Is that his first name?” Wolf interrupted. “I’m sorry, this whole time I thought it was his last name.”

“Yeah, he just goes by ‘Ediger’ now…thinks he’s too fucking famous for a last name. Anyways, Ediger and a few of the guys got arrested one night. They got picked up on a routine traffic stop with a lot of drugs on them and automatic weapons and shit. He did time and I ended up in the foster care system. By the time he got out, I was sixteen, and he had built one hell of a following. He took me out of the foster home and out of school. We moved up to this big-ass piece of land way up in the Sierras. Ediger said it was his, that he’d bought it. I had no idea where or how he came up with the money to buy a piece of real estate like that but he kind of scared me back then, so I didn’t ask. For a couple of years, I played the role of the general’s brother. They taught me how to shoot to kill, how to wire explosives, grow my own food…and a lot of other things you can only imagine. Ediger wasn’t happy when I joined the army…and that’s putting it mildly. I ran off and did it, without telling him, but the first time I came home on leave…well, let’s just say I was lucky to still be breathing when they got done with me.”

“Your brother let them beat you up?”

Bruf chuckled, but there was no humor in it. “Hell, Ediger never has anyone do anything he’s not willing to do himself. He got in some of the better shots. They dumped me behind the recruiting office in town and left me there, either for dead or to be found. I was found, spent about a month in the hospital, and got a medical discharge from the army. I was out about two days when I met Coyote and some of the guys at Spirits one night. Coyote and I played a few rounds of pool and I just remember thinking that maybe the MC life was my calling. They were anti-government involvement in their lives, but not so paranoid that they couldn’t function in society. They grouped together by race but weren’t so bigoted that they couldn’t tolerate another race. It was some of what I was taught, but much milder.

“That night I told Coyote my story and he invited me to the clubhouse. I think that next day was when I met you…and you know the rest of my story. As far as my brother and that mess up there goes, their goal is to become independent of the government and society…but Ediger hasn’t figured out quite how to cut the rest of the world off completely yet. Sometimes I think about Jim Jones and Guyana when I talk to my brother. That crazy preacher got those people to drink the Kool-Aid because he knew they’d never be able to escape completely any other way. My brother is smart, practically a genius…but his fuse is about a millimeter long and if it gets lit, look out, because there’s gonna be one hell of an explosion.”

“They ever get any of them for the gang murders? I was just a kid, but I seem to remember when all that was going on…the gang wars…Coyote had the club lying low during that time.”

“Nah, never could pin anything on any of them. They’ve had them on all the watch lists for years, but haven’t ever been able to get them on anything; it’s why that DA got so excited at the idea you might have been able to get something on them.”

“So why did your brother help? I mean, he has to know that…how bad she wants them, right?”

Bruf nodded. “He said he’d give me that information…and then I’d owe him something in return.”

“Fuck,” Wolf said, running his hand through his beard. “Brother or not, that’s not a guy I’d want to be indebted to.”

Bruf laughed softly again and said, “Me neither, and he’s my own blood.”

“You should have told me that before I accepted the deal.”

“Nah, because then you wouldn’t have accepted.”

“Damn right. I wasn’t lookin’ to make any trouble for you.”

“And you didn’t. I’ll weigh whatever favor Ediger ends up asking me for, before I agree to his terms, or make any kind of decision…and I’ll run it by you first, Boss. It could be years before he comes up with something.” Wolf looked worried, but he nodded and said:

“Did they ever get the right guys? The ones that killed your parents?”

“They got one of them, the one that shot our dad. The other one, the one that killed Mom…he’s still out there.”

“Can I ask how you know that for sure?”

“Because he had a tattoo of a bulldog on his neck. I saw it plain as day the night he killed her…and then I saw it again, just a few weeks ago.”

Wolf raised an eyebrow but waited for Bruf to go on. When he didn’t, Wolf finally asked him, “Did you tell your brother you saw him?”

Bruf shook his head, slowly and then with an intense look of his own he said, “No. That one’s mine.”


Jessie Cooke writes hot romance novels about tough guys, bad boys, bikers, fighters and lovers and the women of strong character who tame them.

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Brothers In Blue: Max by Jeanne St. James review!

Synopsis

Meet the men of Manning Grove, three small-town cops and brothers, who meet the women who will change the rest of their lives. This is Max’s story…

Big city party-girl Amanda Barber has been spoiled most of her life. But life for Amanda suddenly becomes a major challenge: adapting to small-town life, dealing with her special needs brother, and constantly butting heads with a frustrating local cop.

As a police officer and former Marine, “responsibility” is Max Bryson’s middle name. Never having been in a serious relationship, he has no plans for one in the near future. He likes being his own man. And even if he were interested in a serious relationship, he certainly wouldn’t choose someone so immature and irresponsible as Amanda. But no matter how hard he tries, he can’t get sexy Amanda out of his head or his heart. Watching her mature in front of his eyes, his protectiveness towards her only strengthens.

Bossy and possessive aren’t the only words Amanda uses to describe this frustrating cop. She can’t deny just looking at the man makes her tremble. But she’s done with having anyone control her and this man isn’t going to be any different. Or is he?

Note: This is a full-length novel and can be read as a standalone. No cliffhangers and it has an HEA.

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I enjoyed reading this book but both Max and Amanda were indecisive 😂 Max didn’t want to do anything that would lead his mom to talk about him getting married and Amanda didn’t know if she wanted to go back to her old life or not. Sometimes I felt like Max was too harsh on Amanda about stuff. She was doing the best she could with having no experience caring for another person! Max was always there to help but if she was doing something he didn’t agree with he’d say something stupid and have to apologize😂. I liked the storyline and I’m interested in reading Marc’s story next!