Review: Wilde Times - Book #4 Old Town Country Romance - Savannah Young - October 2014
This is one series where I have read Book #1 and now #4 , I didn't mean too but it's just happened that way but after seeing that Book #4 was as good as the first one, it has now made me want to read the rest of the series and get to know the middle two brother's stories about how they met their loved ones. In Book #4 we read as Cooper and Riley's wedding is coming up fast - this was the story I read in Book #1 and we learn that one of Cooper's brother's is dating a movie star and that Tucker is expecting a baby with his fiancee Gracie. All this leaves one more brother - the oldest of the Wilde Boys and Jake is definitely a Wilde one , he is the type of guy who owns a bar and sleeps with a different girl every night and of course has on the side Harley - she is Jake's go-to girl and Number #1. Harley has only loved one person ever since she was younger and that is Jake- despite her outward appearance , she has only ever been with Jake. Harley as never asked for more as she takes Jake as he is, but when wedding bells start ringing all around her - it makes her take a step back and look at her life with Jake. Can she make him commit or has everyone been right with saying that she is wasting her time with him ? I have to admit that Wilde Times was one of my favourite contemporary romances as the situation is some aspects and in Jake's personality reasonated to my reality and some of the thoughts that run through Harley's mind in this book , I have been in the same situation especially when Jake sleeps with the one person Harley has warned him never to go near. Will Harley take Jake back when he finally realises that she is the one for him or will it be too late to turn back the clock ?
If you love Country Boys and Romance, then Wilde Times and the Old Town Country Romance Series is the books for you.
Leon’s Way by Sunniva Dee Publication date: December 19th 2014 Genres: New Adult, Romance
I’m Leon, number one object of Deepsilver’s rumor mill. Owner of student hotspot, Smother. Since I was sixteen, the world has been mine. I do everything—My way. Every co-ed in town clenches her thighs over me, but most don’t fit the bill. See, I like my girls broken. Once I detect my shade of don’t-give-a-fuck damaged, I fight hard, I fight dirty, and I don’t give up until—I conquer. Drunk fathers and frequent beatings don’t merit attention, but when
my despicable dad starts the process of croaking, I’m forced to
remember. Thus, the downward spiral begins: my latest broken-girl turns
the tables on me and splits. My hot-as-hell employee, Arriane, throws me
the curve ball of a lifetime. And suddenly—I’m out of control. But at the center of my chaos, she exists. Always close, always sweet, and so beautifully fucking… wholesome. She represents everything I’ve shied from in a woman. Still—I crave her. I’m Leon, and I don’t deny my cravings. Just—this girl is not
surrendering. So here I am, fighting harder. Fighting dirtier. And
goddammit all, I will—Conquer.
from Norway, I moved to the United States twelve years ago. I hold a
Master’s degree in languages and taught Spanish at college level before
settling in at the Savannah College of Art and Design as an adviser.
write New Adult fiction, sometimes with a paranormal twist—like in
“Shattering Halos,” published by The Wild Rose Press in February 24th
2014 and in “Stargazer,” released November 2014. The first book I’ve
self-published was the New Adult Contemporary novel “Pandora Wild
Child,” which made me a proud indie author in October 28th 2014.
specialize in impulsive heroines, bad-boys, and good-boys running amok.
Then, there’s the intense love, physical and emotional attraction
beyond reason—sensory overload for the reader as well as for the
characters. Like in real life, I hope you’re unable to predict what
comes next in my stories.
Yes, so I write what I love to read,
and depending on the reader, you’ll find my books to be a fast-paced
emotional rollercoaster—or disturbing because the struggles of love
aren’t your thing. Here’s to hoping you have the same reading vice as
Alexandra “Alex” Walton and the members of her band were given an amazing opportunity when Destiny brought them together.
Now that Last Moment has proven their talent, Alex has caught the eye of none other than sexy rock star Noah Dreagan, the lead singer of Carnal
Imagination. Regardless of the fact that she has a boyfriend, Noah is determined to do whatever it takes to keep her around.
The music industry is an overwhelming place. One side can be fun and exciting, while another can be shady and dark. Craziest of all is that careers can be
made or broken overnight.
What is in the cards for Alex and Last Moment? Will the fans and industry welcome them with open arms? Or will they struggle to even be heard, just trying
to get in the door?
When your band is flaming hot one minute, you can end up ice cold the next. Fame can have you soaring high, then falling fast and fading away, just like
beautiful Eevie is sweet and sassy, and she owns my heart like no
other. I promised her, I’d always protect her, and I meant it, but shit
just got serious.
Blackmail. Extortion. And Eevie is the target.
the past comes back to haunt us. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try
to distance yourself from it, it comes back and bites you on the arse.
And in walks Mr Hotshot Detective, Ryan Clark, thinkin’ he can save the
day and take my girl.
Fast. That’s how I like
life, especially my two great joys: bikes and women. I’m committed to
exclusively riding one, but not the other.
sexy-arse freelance photographer who’s travelled the world, and doesn’t
do long walks on the beach or romantic candlelit dinners. She enjoys
running with the bulls and food spicy enough to make your hair fall out.
If that weren’t enough to get me hard, she rides a mean mother of a
I’ve gotta have a taste of this wildcat.
don’t do fast. Not anymore. I’ve got my career, my independence, and
since I fled Spain to come back home I promised myself that I wouldn’t
be put second—or third, for that matter—again.
Then I meet pretty boy Spencer.
smooth, oozing the most potent pheromones probably known to modern
science, and he’s making a move on me. One kiss was almost enough for my
promise to dissolve.
My head says no—my treacherous body screams
yes. I’m gonna make Spencer work for it. Make him fight for the chance
to have me, because I know that deep down I’m worth it.
Gilded Wings by Cameo Renae (Hidden Wings #4) Published by: Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing Publication date: December 19th 2014 Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
As the final battle draws
near, Emma finds herself bound under an unbreakable oath. She must seal
the bond with Ethon before her transformation, or risk her life and the
lives of those she truly loves. Who she wants is no longer an option. Lucian has unleashed troops of evil beasts from the Underworld,
making it impossible for Emma to leave the protective barrier of
Alaine’s home. War is inevitable. The Guardians will need to stay and
fight their ground, hoping Lucifer keeps his end of the deal and comes
to their aid. In this epic series conclusion, burning questions will be answered, lives will be lost, and sacrifices will be made. But who will survive, and at what cost?
Insane by H.G. Lynch Genre: Dark Fantasy/ Horror Romance
Something evil is going on in the Montgomery Psychiatric Hospital; every time there is an unexplainable blackout, a patient dies. Callie isn’t insane – she sees the ghost of her dead best friend only because he really is there. It’s just that nobody believes her. Casey is scarred after a horrific attack during which he killed someone. Temporary insanity was his plea, and the asylum is his prison. With fear and death lurking everywhere, and no way to escape, Callie is certain it’s only a matter of time before she or Casey, the odd boy she has an inexplicable link with, becomes the next victim of the creature in the shadows. Trapped in the asylum with a killer on the loose, there’s plenty of reason to be afraid of the dark.
About the Author: I’m H.G. Lynch, a Scottish Paranormal Romance author, avid readers, and cat-lover. I spend most of my days writing, while wrestling my cat, Sooki, off my laptop. I believe that chocolate cake can save the world, and I am highly caffeine-addicted. I can occasionally be found rolling on the floor, laughing manically, when I’ve consumed too much caffeine. I love horse-riding, Star Trek, and snow. My books are dark fantasy romances, usually with a bad boy and a bad girl. Sometimes with zombies, sometimes vampires, sometimes other things. Enjoy!
** Callie **
“Let me go! Let go of me! I’m not crazy! I’m not fucking crazy!” I screamed, thrashing against the guards as they half-dragged and half-carried me down the pale, sterile hallway. I bit fingers and kicked shins and scratched arms, I spat and snarled and cursed, I screamed so loud I hurt my own ears and scared the hell out of half the other patients in the building. And still, the guards thrust me into a dark little room and slammed the metal door behind me, locking me in…
It wasn’t the first time I’d tried to escape, nor the first time I’d been caught. But this time was the closest I’d gotten to freedom, and to be thrown back into the tiny, dull, lifeless room I’d been inhabiting for nearly three months, to be ten feet from fresh air and grass and a world without bars on the windows and a schedule for every moment outside my room, and then be forced back into a prison – it was maddening.
But then, that was the thing about the Montgomery Psychiatric Hospital; if you weren’t already mad when you went in, you sure would be after a few months.
I slumped onto the floor and stared at the door, not sure whether to cry or try to rip the door off its hinges. I forced my mind to go blank, because at least if I didn’t think about how painfully close I’d come to finally getting out of here, I could perhaps retain what was left of my dwindling sanity. If I thought about how I’d been close enough to see the huge, wrought iron gates at the end of the gravel driveway through the glass doors, I’d probably lose it for good, and then I’d actually deserve to be here.
For now, I was sane.
It was just that nobody believed me.
They said I was crazy. That I was a danger to myself and possibly to others. That I was delusional, paranoid, disturbed. That I heard voices.
Well. That much was true. I did hear voices. Actually, only one voice.
“Failed again, sweetheart. Nice try, though,” said the voice that nobody else could hear. It was a voice I knew all too well – a voice I’d known since I was seven years old.
I tore my gaze off the door, and turned to see him. He was sitting on the bed, looking as real as he had the day he’d died. Silky brown curls, pouty lips, and hazel eyes. Silver hoop earring in one ear, ragged jeans with holes in the knees, and a sleeveless dark blue shirt that exposed the pentagram tattoo on his left bicep. Overall, gorgeous. And absolutely, unequivocally dead as a doornail.
I sighed and grimaced at the ghost of my dead best friend. “Shut up, Chester.”
He folded his hands over his heart, pretending to be injured – which would have been a lot funnier if his heart was still beating. “Aw, don’t be like that, Cal. I’m sure you’ll make it next time.”
“You said that last time.”
“Did I?” He frowned and scratched the back of his head. “Well, I guess I was wrong then.”
I snorted. “Yeah, that’s really reassuring.”