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BLOG TOUR - Wrong Bed, Right Man by Rebecca Brooks - ADULT FICTION [Spotlight + Giveaway]

Y'all know I love a steamy romance, especially when I can devour it quick! 

That's why I am pumped to be hosting a spot on the Wrong Bed, Right Man by Rebecca Brooks Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours

Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

Title: Wrong Bed, Right Man
Authors(s): Rebecca Brooks
Edition: Paperback, ebook; 150 pages
Publisher: Entangled: Brazen
Publication Date: February 10, 2020
Source: Rockstar Book Tours
Buy: Amazon - Kindle - Barnes & Noble - iBooks - Kobo

Tour Schedule

2/17/2020 - Two Chicks on Books - Excerpt
2/17/2020 - Jaime's World - Excerpt
2/18/2020 - Texan Girl Reviews - Excerpt
2/18/2020 - Books,Dreams,Life - Excerpt
2/18/2020 - Books_andPoetrii - Excerpt
2/19/2020 - momfluenster - Excerpt
2/19/2020 - Precious books world - Excerpt
2/19/2020 - BookHounds - Excerpt
2/20/2020 - Sandra's Book Club - Review
2/20/2020 - Comfort Books/Paige Bradish - Review
2/20/2020 - Ziggy's Reading Corner - Excerpt
2/20/2020 - Jazzy Book Reviews - Excerpt
2/21/2020 - Eli to the nth - Spotlight
2/21/2020 - The Eclectic Review - Review
2/21/2020 - Novel Novice - Review 

The Summary

Rose Campbell is determined to get her stuff from her cheating ex-fiancĂ©’s apartment. There’s just one problem. A sexy stranger is sleeping in her bed. Work boots and scruff so aren’t her type––except when they’re on furniture maker Owen Crowley, who is funny, kind, and speaks his mind.

The prim and proper Rose isn't the kind of woman Owen is usually interested in. But the more he gets to know her, the more intrigued he becomes. There’s passion underneath those stiff suits of hers that he can’t wait to explore.

There’s no reason these two opposites can’t have some sexy fun––except that one thing. Rose works for the very people trying to destroy Owen’s business.


Owen pressed on the mattress over the place he’d fixed, where the weak spot in the wood had originally been. He pressed again, again. Pressed hard enough that the mattress began to…squeak. In a very particular rhythm. In a very particular way.

“I’m not going to break the bed,” Rose cried, obviously horrified.

“Test it,” he said. “Try your best. Go ahead and prove me wrong.”

He should run full speed in the other direction. But it was too much fun to tease her. And his resolve was only so strong. He walked over to his bag and reached inside. He’d told himself he wasn’t going to do this…but here he was, doing it anyway.

“I know you said these aren’t yours, but I thought you should have them.”

He pulled out the restraints. It was as if all the air in the room suddenly vanished. It all must have been locked inside Rose with the force of her inhale.

He twisted them around his wrists and tugged. Unbreakable leather, unbreakable bed. She couldn’t deny it was a winning combination.

“I’m so. Not. Going to use that.” She was looking everywhere but at him. Or at the bed. Or at the restraints in his hands.

“I told you,” he said. “There’s no way you’re going to break the bed now.”

“You should take those. Please.”

“But I don’t have any use for them.”

Now he got her eyes on him. Only for a second, but it was something. “No girlfriend?” she asked.

He shook his head. “I haven’t found the right one.”

“Someone who’ll put up with your snoring? Trust me, I heard.”

She was clearly trying to joke, and he let her have half a grin. “More like someone I could actually be into.”

Not that he could let himself be into her. But he tossed the restraints on the mattress and looked at her anyway.

“Go ahead,” he said. “Try to break that bed.”

“You forget that I don’t have a boyfriend,” she said demurely.

“No, Rose. I definitely didn’t forget.”

About the Author

Rebecca Brooks lives in New York City in an apartment filled with books. She received a PhD in English but decided it was more fun to write books than write about them.

She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the Bronx.

She likes outdoorsy guys with both muscle and heart and independent women ready to try something new.


1 winner will receive a $15 Amazon GC, International.


BLOG TOUR - Keep Me Wanting by Angela Addams - ADULT FICTION [Review + Giveaway]

Title: Keep Me Wanting
Authors(s): Angela Addams
Edition: Paperback, ebook; 252 pages
Publisher: Entangled: Embrace
Publication Date: February 10, 2020
Source: Rockstar Book Tours
Buy: Amazon - Kindle - Barnes & Noble - iBooks - Kobo
Audience: New Adult/Adult
Disclaimer: I received a copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. My thoughts and opinions are my own.

Tour Schedule

2/10/2020 - BookHounds - Interview
2/10/2020 - Texan Girl Reviews - Guest Post
2/10/2020 - Books,Dreams,Life - Excerpt
2/11/2020 - jypsylynn - Review
2/11/2020 - Two Chicks on Books - Interview
2/12/2020 - Comfort Books/Paige Bradish - Review
2/12/2020 - momfluenster - Guest Post
2/13/2020 - breen.rb - Review
2/13/2020 - Precious Books World - Review
2/13/2020 - Ziggy's Reading Corner - Guest Post
2/14/2020 - Eli to the nth - Review
2/14/2020 - DJREADSBOOKS - Review

The Summary

All I’ve ever tried to do is keep the people in my life safe. That’s gotten me into hot water more times than I can count. Hell, the last time got me four years behind bars.

So when my favorite barista tells her mom that I’m her boyfriend to stop the woman’s endless criticism, I can’t stop myself from helping her out. But she’s too innocent and I’m too damaged for this to ever be the real deal.

I can’t allow myself to touch her, not when making her mine will drag her into my world and drown her in my messed up life. What I really need to do is stay away.

Except every touch and every accidental kiss breaks my control. I want her.

Then I find out her dad is the detective who put me away...and he’s trying to take down my family.

I don’t blame him. The secrets I’m keeping are big enough to destroy everything.

My Review

I happen to like my romances sweet and sexy. Something that has a little bit of meat story wise, but that keeps moving. This book hits all the marks, and was such a fun story to dive into!

Maggie is so relatable; cute and full of ambition, she is wanting to forge her own path. Unfortunately, she is coming into a job field that is over-saturated. So to make ends meet, she works part-time at a coffee shop. Where she drools over Mr. Tall-Dark-And-Sexy. Liam is a mess--a loyal, slightly bad-boy, mess--he got caught up in his scum-bag brother's scheme, and just got out of a prison sentence four months ago. Spending time in prison really opened up Liam's eyes to wanting a new life. And his eyes also caught Maggie in their sights as well.

These two have chemistry right away. But it's more than just sexual chemistry, there is a layer of caring too. Both want for the other to be loved and cherished. But Liam's past is becoming part of Maggie's future, and that future is becoming dangerous. A whirlwind romance, full of sex and love, bring these two to places they didn't expect to go. They both have to decide if what they may have is stronger than the problems trying to pull them apart.

Keeping Me Wanting by Angle Addams is a perfect sultry romance to devour on Valentine's Day!

Final Rating


“Maggie, can you help the next customer, please? I need to get some more napkins from the back.” She doesn’t wait for me to respond. She just leaves.

I look over at Liam. He’s watching her walk away. Her ass sways naturally, like she was born knowing how to pull all eyes in her direction.

Thanks, Stella. She knows I’ve been fantasizing about Liam for months, lusting over his muscles, his face, that chiseled jaw, thinking about running my fingers over that stubble that’s sometimes there. Pressing against those pouty lips he has or licking along the scar on his cheek.

My face gets hotter if that’s possible. I keep my eyes down. “No problem,” I mumble. I wipe my hands on the towel and move to the cash. “Is today a butterscotch day?”

“Excuse me?” His voice is so gruff, like he’s gargled in liquid sex.

I snap my eyes up, suddenly panicked. Maybe he doesn’t get a shot some days. Am I remembering it wrong? “I thought you liked your coffee black with a shot of butterscotch every once in a while.”

“Oh, sure, I do.” He offers a smile. It’s not a big one, just a slight turn of his lips, but it’s there. “That’d be great, thanks.”

I try to smile back nonchalantly, but I can’t control what my mouth is doing. I go all crazy smile on him, like flash my teeth and set my burning red cheeks on full display. My eyes are probably sparklingly with unconfined lust.

His eyes flick to my chest, where I can feel my nipples harden. Wearing a cotton bra might be comfortable, but it does nothing to disguise the twins from jutting at the slightest breeze—or penetrating gaze.

“And your muffins look great today.”

“Um...huh?” I choke on the words, sputtering a little as I do. “My-y-y muff—”

About the Author

Angela Addams is an author of many naughty things. She believes that the written word is an amazing tool for crafting the most erotic of scenarios and likes telling stories about normal people getting down and dirty and falling in love. Enthralled by the paranormal at an early age, Angela also spends a lot of her time thinking up new story ideas that involve supernatural creatures in everyday situations.

She is an avid tattoo collector, a total book hoarder, and loves anything covered in chocolate…except for bugs.

She lives in Ontario, Canada in an old, creaky house, with her husband, children and four moody cats.

If you like exclusive contests, excerpts and cover reveals, sign up for her newsletter!


1 winner will receive a $15 Amazon GC, International.


BLOG TOUR - Wild Nights by Katherine Garbera - ADULT FICTION [Spotlight + Giveaway]

Y'all know I love a steamy romance.  Hot and heavy, with a little bit of magic mixed in, is just what you get when you dive into the latest romance from Katherine Garbera.  Wild Nights is sexy, fun, and full of sparks.  Definitely a great read in time for Valentine's Day!

Title: Wild Nights
Authors(s): Katherine Garbera
Edition: Paperback, ebook; 200 pages
Publisher: Entangled: Brazen
Publication Date: February 10, 2020
Source: Rockstar Book Tours
Buy: Amazon - Kindle - Barnes & Noble - iBooks - Kobo

Tour Schedule

2/10/2020 - Two Chicks on Books - Excerpt
2/10/2020 - BookHounds - Excerpt
2/10/2020 - Read Your Writes Book Reviews - Excerpt
2/11/2020 - momfluenster - Review
2/11/2020 - Texan Girl Reviews - Excerpt
2/12/2020 - Ziggy's Reading Corner - Excerpt
2/12/2020 - Books_andPoetrii - Excerpt
2/12/2020 - Books,Dreams,Life - Excerpt
2/13/2020 - Eli to the nth - Review
2/13/2020 - DJREADSBOOKS - Review
2/14/2020 - breen.rb - Review
2/14/2020 - Precious Books World - Excerpt

The Summary

Master illusionist Nicholas Pine has learned the hard way that nothing—and nobody—is what they seem. So when he runs into sexy antique shop owner, Zelda Quincy, he knows there’s more to her than meets the eye. Still, what he sees is very, very intriguing…and he can’t get her out of his head.

Zelda has spent her whole adult life running away from her family’s reputation. She’s changed her name and tried to move on. The last thing she wants is to return to the world she left behind, even with someone as hot as Nicholas by her side.

But after one hot night––she’s addicted––and so is he.

Too bad the skeletons in Zelda’s closet won’t stay hidden for long...


Even if she was willing to believe he would, the sigil tattoo on his wrist was glaring proof that illusion was in his blood. He was in the Guild of Ancient Magic—a brotherhood that had a lifetime membership. She found it hard to look at the tattoo without remembering seeing it on her father’s wrist and the one she’d covered up with the black rose.


She hated magic.

She should never have opened the Pandora’s box that was the Houdini water chest. She’d known the moment she’d bid on it at the online auction house. But she also hadn’t been able to resist.

“I think you should go, Mr. Pine, before I do something that we both might regret in the morning.”

“Why do you keep calling me Mr. Pine?” he asked. “It’s your name, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” he said sardonically. “But I sense there is more to your attitude than that.”

“I’m trying to avoid throwing myself at you. I thought keeping it formal might help.”

He shook his head and laughed. “Is it working?”

Not really. But some latent self-preservation warned her not to say that out loud. “Why?”

“I just wondered if I should start calling you Ms. Quincy.”

She knew that there wasn’t anything sweet in what he said, but it touched her the same way that him watching Stetson do a magic trick had. She liked him.

It didn’t matter that he was part of a group of people she’d sworn to never let into her life again. It didn’t matter that he was a magician and was probably more flash than substance. It did matter that he had a smile that made her feel warm and that he smelled like rain and that he’d always followed her lead in conversations, even when she said something over-the-top.

“No, I don’t think so,” she admitted.

“So, what should we do about this inconvenient attraction?”

“Well, I have a ‘no magicians in my bed’ rule.”

“That is a statement begging for questions that I know you don’t want to answer,” he said. “What about ‘magicians in the kitchen’? Seems like you might be okay with that.”

She groaned. No, she wasn’t okay with it, but she also had known from the moment she’d opened her front door and let him into her house that she wasn’t going to shove him out before morning unless he’d wanted to go.

Clearly, he didn’t.

“I never made a rule about that,” she admitted.

“Good. Because I have an ‘always with women who run magic collectibles shops in the kitchen’ rule.”

She started laughing and couldn’t stop. It had been years since she’d felt this kind of joy with anyone.

About the Author

USA Today bestselling author Katherine Garbera writes emotionally sexy contemporary romances. An Amazon, BN & iBooks bestseller, she is also a two-time Maggie winner and has more than 7 million copies of her books sold worldwide.


1 winner will receive a $15 Amazon GC, International.

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