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#Review of Sheik Defense by Ryshia Kennie w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @ryshiakennie @HarlequinBooks

Sheik Defense

by Ryshia Kennie


GENRE:   Romantic Suspense



Tossed overboard, Ava Adams had been left for dead, drifting at sea.  But security specialist Faisal Al-Nassar was determined to find her.  He owed her father a great debt and had never forgotten the connection he and Ava had once shared.  Yet after rescuing Ava he discovered she barely remembered him.

Amnesia had left Ava uncertain of who had tried to kill her.  She did know, however, that Faisal was a man she could trust.  The sheik’s embrace was familiar and enticing…and possibly even more dangerous.  How could she succumb to feelings for her protector when what she didn’t know could get them both killed?


Excerpt One:

Ava Adams opened her eyes. Her head ached and something deep inside her hurt. That hurt was overshadowing the thumping that seemed to want to break her skull. Yet it wasn’t pain. Not a physical pain but something more emotional. Fear. Anger. She didn’t know what. Instead, she shivered. She was alone and she wasn’t on the yacht. Where was she?

The yacht was gone. She had no idea what had happened to either it or her father. It had disappeared while she’d slipped out of consciousness. She had no idea how long she’d been unconscious. Nothing held any relevance, not time nor space—nor anything that had happened. All of it was a frightening blur.

The breeze ran light, cool fingers across her damp skin and she shivered. She didn’t know how long she’d been unconscious, all she knew was that she was alone and there was no land in sight. Her head pounded and her vision was blurred. She couldn’t see clearly no matter how hard she tried. She was fighting to remain conscious so that she could make that promised call to get help. Her father was counting on her.

The thought made her prop herself up despite her shaking limbs. She tried not to look at the dark water. There was only a thin layer of rubber and canvas between her and it. She couldn’t think of it any more than she could contemplate the fate of her father. All she knew was that the yacht was gone and with it her father. She didn’t know when it had disappeared or if her father was on board or if he was even alive. She struggled to sit up and the world spun. She took a deep breath and passed out.

The next time she came to, she could see that the sun was higher in the sky. It was behind her and she guessed that she might be heading west. She had no idea what that might mean about where she would end up. Or if she would end up anywhere except maybe at the bottom of the ocean.

Fear threatened to overwhelm her even as her gut knotted along with her fists. Her head spun and she had to fight not to black out again. She needed to think and yet she was fighting not to lose consciousness again. She needed to get help not just for her but for her father. He needed her. He was alone.

That thought collided with another. Was her father alive? She’d heard the gunshot as the life raft had slipped away from the yacht, carried by the ocean current. There had been silence after that as she’d drifted farther away.

The gunshot had echoed long after the actual event. The haunting reminder was like an omen. She could die out here and her father could already be dead. Those scenarios were ones she couldn’t, wouldn’t consider. Not anymore. She refused to think of him as anything but alive—just as she was determined to reach land, one way or another.

She took a deep breath and again she fought to sit up. The life raft rocked, threatening what stability it had as water sloshed in the bottom. She wasn’t sure how it had taken on water unless it had been in those first moments as it had gone from the yacht to sea. The sea had been rough. It hadn’t calmed much since then. It was cloudy and the breeze was picking up, only a bit of sun peeked through the otherwise dreary sky.

She had nothing. She looked down. She was virtually naked. The skimpy sleeping outfit had been a bad choice. Fortunately, her father had thrown his jacket over her. Who would have known that a trip that had begun as a lark would end like this?

It wouldn’t end.

Determination shot through her chilled body. She had too much to do with her life. She had a new career that had yet to begin. Again she repeated that promise to herself and to her father. They would live. He would live. They had to.

Something cold pressed against her hip. She slipped her hand under the waistband of her panties and pulled out her father’s phone. She’d forgotten it was there.

Her heart stopped. She remembered that he’d handed it to her. It was a miracle that it had not dropped to the bottom of the dinghy, into the water that was gathering there.

She held it, the memory of her father handing it to her clear in her mind.

“Call Faisal.”

She knew, as did her father, that if anyone could help them, it was Faisal. He headed the powerhouse investigative company run by his family, Nassar Security. At least he was in charge of their Wyoming branch.

The phone slipped in her damp hands.


I won’t go into my secret love of reading about sheiks but let me just tell you that this series about the Al-Nassar sheiks has been nothing but brilliant.  I’ve loved all the brothers but I will say that Emir is still my favorite.  There is just something about the oldest in the bunch and how he just takes over in the book.  I also liked reading bits of an update between him and Kate.  I won’t spoil it for you.  However, I felt like that Faisal’s book is the best of the bunch, overall.

Let me explain.  This a great friend to lovers story that is wrapped up nicely in the mystery/intrigue that Ms. Kennie has written.  I loved the action in this book, too.  There is a lot going on but once again, Ms. Kennie doesn’t bog it down with a bunch of nonsense.  Ava is one of those heroines that you just knew that she could and can take care of herself.  Of course, this doesn’t sit well for Faisal during much of the book but it did make me chuckle a time or two.  I also loved that even though Ava went out on her own, Faisal didn’t go all alpha on her.  He appreciated that she did do a lot of the legwork herself.

But of course, it wouldn’t be a true romance if we didn’t get a peek at their lives when they first met and the “what ifs” and “what could have been” between Faisal and Ava.  Their romance felt true and heartfelt.  I would be remiss to tell you that the bad guys in this book are truly evil.  Again, this is what makes this book so special for me.  You know who they are but the motivation behind their actions is slow to build and when it comes to a climax…it’s a doozy.

I’m going to miss the Al-Nassars.  I’m hoping that eventually Tara, their sister, will get her own book.  She deserves some happiness considering what happened to her in Emir’s book where we are introduced to all the brothers.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

The Canadian prairies are my home and while the prairie landscape is blessed with beautiful blue skies, it also has four seasons that come on full throttle – especially winter and because of that I like to travel.  Often on those trips, stories are born.  

In 2011 I won my city’s writing award, and was the first romance writer to do so since its inception.  In 2013 my romantic suspense was a semi-finalist in the Kindle Book Awards.  Published in historic romance and paranormal romance as well as romantic suspense, in February 2016, my first novel was published by Harlequin Intrigue.

There’s no lack of places to set a story as my imagination and the too long prairie winters may find me seeking adventure.  The memories of those worlds both near and far, the words of a stranger, the furtive look one man gives another, often become the catalyst for a suspenseful story with a deadly villain and an intrepid hero and heroine who must battle for their right to love or even their right to live. 

When not dreaming of other stories, I can be found scouting out a garage sale or two, dusting off my roller blades or just thinking about the next adventure that may be miles away or in my own backyard.  

My website:  http://www.ryshiakennie.com

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/ryshiakennie

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My blog:  http://ryshia.blogspot.ca

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Harlequin Spotlight, Meme, Reviews

#Review of Pregnant by the Billionaire (The Locke Legacy #1) by Karen Booth! @karenbbooth @HarlequinBooks #HarlequinDesire

From playboy to papa! 

Kendall Ross’s latest PR assignment is the perfect jump start for her career. But her client is hotel magnate Sawyer Locke—the no-holds-barred one-night stand she had six weeks ago. Sawyer knows the feisty redhead is the key to successfully launching his new hotel, but with his meddling father sabotaging his business plans, they have to keep their arrangement strictly professional. As in, no kisses. No fondling. And certainly no mind-blowing sex! Yet when their best-laid plans end with an unexpected pregnancy, the rebel billionaire must choose between his bachelor ways or losing Kendall and his baby for good!

Pregnant by the Billionaire is part of The Locke Legacy.



You know what’s even better than the one night stand, oops we got pregnant, second chance scenario?  Actually caring about the characters and hoping that they work out in the end.  I know, I read a lot of tropy books and I won’t apologize for it, but there are times when I just wanna go WTF?  What I mean is that sometimes one of the characters just doesn’t work for me but then I love the other one.  I’ve been finding that out in the last couple of books that I’ve read.  Not the case with Kendall and Sawyer.

Sawyer could have been the overbearing, alpha but he wasn’t.  He really cared for Kendall even if he didn’t call her after the wedding.  Dummy.  She waited and waited and then finally gave up.  I loved that she even mentioned it to him and then let me have it.  Kendall is my kind of heroine.  Fiesty, unsure at times but in the end finally stands up for herself when it counts.  Her work situation was interesting to read.  If it had been me, I would have said something a lot earlier to her boss.  What a witch.

Sawyer is dealing with a bunch of crap in relation to his father and I can’t wait to see how his siblings, Noah and Charlotte’s stories play out that arc.  I almost feel sorry for the man.  His kids can’t stand him but it seems like what he does to them is for the attention and love that he so wants from them.  I also loved the connection that Sawyer had with the hotel.  A speakeasy?  Sign me up.  I had a grandmother that I was very close with and when she died, her house had to be sold.  I’m still sad about it but we couldn’t buy it.

Overall, Ms. Booth does it again.  I really love her Desires and I can’t wait for the rest of the Locke Legacy.  Bring it!



Karen Booth is a Midwestern girl transplanted in the South, raised on ‘80s music, Judy Blume, and the films of John Hughes. An early preoccupation with rock music led her to spend her 20s working her way from intern to executive in the music industry. Now a mom of two, her world no longer revolves around the world of band dynamics and backstage passes. Instead, she’s up before dawn writing sexy contemporary romance.


Website https://karenbooth.net

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Books (in chronological order):

London Calling (with Karen Stivali)

Rock Starred

Bring Me Back

The KISS Principle

Back Forever (the sequel to Bring Me Back)

Claire’s Diary (a prequel to Bring Me Back)

Hiding in the Spotlight

Love Plus One

Save a Prayer (a prequel to Bring Me Back)

That Night with the CEO

Pregnant by the Rival CEO

The CEO Daddy Next Door

The Best Man’s Baby

The Ten-Day Baby Takeover

Pregnant by the Billionaire

Secrets of the A-List Episode 12 (October 2017)

Holiday Baby Bombshell (November 2017)

Snowed in with a Billionaire (December 2017)

Between Marriage and Merger (February 2018)

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Excerpt, New Release, Reviews

#Review of Trouble by Avery Flynn! @averyflynn


Trouble by Avery Flynn

Release Date: June 27th, 2017

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Trouble, an all-new sexy standalone from Avery Flynn is available NOW!

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A high school reunion is about to get down and dirty and a whole lot more complicated in this new romance from USA Today bestselling author Avery Flynn.

Brains and a badass attitude. That’s all troublemaker Leah Camacho took with her when she left Catfish Creek. She’d promised herself she’d never go back, but when the invite to her tenth high school reunion arrived along with the chance to show everyone who doubted her what a success she’s made of herself, she couldn’t resist. However, when she discovers a 15-carat, stolen diamond in her rental car’s glove box, there’s only one man she can turn to for help—the same sexy, stubborn domineering man who’d smashed her heart all those years ago.

Sheriff Drew Jackson knew a long time ago that Leah Camacho was nothing but trouble and has sworn to never get caught up in her again—no matter how damn sexy she is or how badly he’d failed to forget her. But, when the woman who test drove his heart right into a concrete wall rolls into Catfish Creek with some serious bad guys on her tail, it’s up to him to keep her safe—even if that means guarding her hot bod 24/7 without giving into temptation or losing his mind.


Spinning the wheel as he hit the brakes, he came to a stop behind the sports car at an angle that blocked it from reversing. Drew got out of his truck, keeping the open door between him and the other car and flicked open the leather strap on his hip holster that kept his sheriff’s office-issued 9mm locked in place.

“Get out of the vehicle,” he hollered.

The car’s driver’s side door opened wide. The first part of the driver to appear was one shapely leg wearing skin-tight denim punctuated with scuffed up black Doc Martens. Some sort of danger alarm sounded in Drew’s head, but not the kind that warned of bullets or other bodily danger. A woman got out, facing away from him, her hands up and her dark hair a long silky curtain that led his attention straight down her back to the high curve of her ass poured into those jeans. Parts of him that had no place in police business sat up and noticed. Her ass was a testament to the reason why society required women to wear full dresses for so long—because men were weak, lust-addled idiots when it came to asses like the one that looked more than a little familiar to Drew. His gaze snapped back up as his internal alarm went from quiet buzz to all-out blare. He knew that ass, that hair, and those damn boots.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

She did. Her lush mouth—one he knew far too well—was compressed into a tight line, her attention focused on something behind him. Leah Camacho was back and with her always came trouble—for him, for his sanity, and for the part of him that still thought of her at opportune moments in the shower.

“Drew,” she said, making his name sound like a curse and a promise. “Get on the other side of the door.”

Listening to Leah Camacho was the last thing he should be doing, but he did it anyway for reasons he didn’t understand. Just as he rounded the door, an extended cab pickup truck turned the corner. The tires were big, the windows dark, and the speed was slow. As it puttered by, Drew looked it over and mentally confirmed it didn’t belong to any of the usual suspects in Catfish Creek. Of course, the high school reunion was bringing in lots of folks who hadn’t been here in a while. At the corner, the truck sped up, peeling away from the stop sign and taking a hard right back toward the highway.

“Who was that?” he asked, the smell of burnt rubber drifting back toward them.

“No fucking clue but they’ve been on my ass for the past hour,” she said, reaching up and winding her long hair into a knot on the top of her head—the move emphasizing her amazing tits and making Drew’s mouth go dry. “I didn’t realize I’d be stopping on your turf.”

He bet not. After what happened last time they were together, she’d made avoiding him into an art form. However, the fact that he was the law in town, however temporarily, meant avoiding her was an impossibility because wherever Leah Camacho went, trouble was sure to follow. He glanced down at exhibit A.

“What happened to your tire?” he asked.

“No clue,” she said, her voice tight with a lie. “I must have run over something.”

Drew squatted down and took a closer look at the tire. It didn’t have a tear, it was just gone as if it had been a blow out. If Leah had run over something big enough to do that, she would have realized it.

“What in the hell is going on, Leah?”


I will admit that I’m a big fangirl of Ms. Flynn’s.  I love her writing.  It’s always real and honest.  Plus, come on, she writes some of the steamy sex around.  And her characters are never conventional.  Take Leah’s profession.  She lives in Colorado and owns pot stores.  Word.  I nearly double over in laughter when she is trying to explain to Drew what she does now.  And of course, Drew is a cop.  More hilarity.  That’s what I like about Ms. Flynn’s writing.  She pushes the envelope without being over the top.

Leah and Drew have a history which includes his sister, Jessica.  Who used to be BFF’s with Leah.  And yes, I have her story to read, too.  In fact, I have the whole series because I truly cared about these characters.  Ms. Flynn wrote a rom-com/suspense/erotic that had me from the first page.  The suspense element isn’t over the top but there are some tense moments and I totally need to read Tamara/Isaac’s book now.  She gives you just enough of a taste to want to follow the B-squad anywhere.

Another thing about Leah and Drew is the second chance at happiness.  This isn’t just about the scorching hot sex but also, how these two have loved each other since forever but Leah never thought she was good enough.  Marked as the town troublemaker in her class that’s a hard one to get over.  And unfortunately, the town isn’t too forgiving.  I can’t wait to see how the other books play out in the reunion scenes.

Overall, I laughed, swooned and remembered my 10th-year reunion.  I cringed a bit because I know that most of the peeps that I went to high school, where STILL in high school.  *sigh*  It took me going to my 20th that people finally grew up.

When Ms. Flynn asked on FB to post a picture of yourself in high school and to say whether or not you were voted anything, this is what I posted.  I won the Aunt Jamima Award.  Hair in hot rollers with a bandana, leg warmers, and the cut up sweatshirt.  It was the 80’s.  Go ahead…laugh.  I’ll wait.

And yes, that’s me on the left, on the ground.

To say that I’ve been out of high school since 1985, I still like my reunion/second chance romances.  I’m happily married now but I do have my regrets from high school.  Would I want a second chance in regards to high school?  Not necessarily so I’ll live it through books from Ms. Flynn.


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About the Author:

Avery Flynn is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling romance author. She has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.

She was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.

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