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#Review of Claiming His Secret Heir (The McNeill Magnates #5) by Joanne Rock w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @givemebooksblog @HarlequinBooks @JoanneRock6

 

 

Title: Claiming His Secret Heir
Series: The McNeill Magnates #5
Author: Joanne Rock
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Harlequin Desire
Release Date: January 1, 2018

 

Blurb
Can he win back his wife?
When Caroline McNeill shows up outside her husband’s mansion, she claims to have no memory of the past year…or their passion-filled honeymoon. But faking amnesia is the only way Caroline can find out if Damon was behind her abduction. She needs to trust him—a man she craves but still barely knows—before she can tell him about their infant son.
Did the Silicon Valley mogul merely marry to claim an inheritance then dispose of her?
Or is what they share real and forever?

 

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Excerpt
He shook out the waterproof blanket on the snow—plastic on one side, wool plaid on the other. She watched him line up the sled at one end of the blanket before he knelt in the snow to open the picnic hamper. All the while, Caroline rocked the carriage gently, tilting it back and forth. Thankfully, their bodyguard sat outside the trees, keeping an eye on the hill below to make sure no one intruded on their space. She didn’t feel “watched,” per se, although she felt certain the guy kept an eye on them somehow. The team Damon hired seemed very skilled at maintaining a discreet presence.
“I know that I’m not alone any longer, and I’m glad for that.” She debated lifting Lucas out of the baby carrier, but then changed her mind, putting the brakes on the contraption and facing the carrier toward the blanket so they could keep an eye on him.
“Are you ready for the winter picnic to end all picnics?” Damon asked, waiting to open the picnic basket until he had her attention. He shoved his gloves into the pockets of his vest. His dark hair had a few fresh snowflakes coating the top where he must have brushed against one of the evergreen boughs.
“Do you know what’s in there?” She peeled off her own gloves, ready to eat. “I can’t imagine what a winter picnic entails, so my expectations are fairly low.” 
“I packed this myself. And believe me, my expectations run permanently high.” He tipped open the lid with a flourish. “I present to you, the Post-Sledding Woodland Feast.”
Caroline felt her eyes go wide. Crammed inside the huge basket were two brightly colored thermoses and insulated mugs, a red-and-white-checkered tablecloth, a wooden
cheeseboard with fresh fruits and cloth-covered cheeses, a tray of shrimp on ice, a stack of Sternos and a lighter, a bag of huge, homemade-looking marshmallows, a tin of graham crackers, chocolate-covered strawberries…
“And champagne!” Her gaze finally reached a bottle of a highly recognizable brand of bubbly inside a champagne bucket. “Is that even legal?” She glanced around, half expecting a park ranger to issue a citation.
“Alcohol in the park is regulated, but not prohibited, so no one will bother us unless we start causing trouble.” Grinning, he gestured for her to have a seat on the blanket.
“Get comfortable and I’ll serve us.”
She did as he asked, her eyes still on the stuffed hamper.
“You packed this?” It was a feat of engineering, the way everything was stacked and prepped.
“The technical mind is good for more than designing software, you know.” He pulled out fondue sticks and set them beside the Sterno cans so they could toast their own marshmallows. “And under the champagne is a bottle of whiskey if you’d rather doctor up the hot chocolate.” He produced a smaller basket with airline-sized bottles of Jameson and Baileys, plus a variety of add-in flavors from vanilla and almond to butterscotch.
“You have outdone yourself.” She glanced up into the carriage to check on Lucas.  Surrounded by trees on three sides, their picnic spot felt safe and surprisingly private considering the view of the mayhem near Cedar Hill and the row of emerging snowmen lining the biggest walking trail less than fifty yards away.
“I will admit, it’s been hell keeping a lid on the surprise all day.” He found two small hurricane lanterns and placed candles inside them even though the sun still shone brightly outside. Then, he uncapped one of the containers of cocoa and poured her a mugful. “Here. You can add what you like while I work on the seating.”
He scrambled around to the back of the blanket where he used one arm to scoop a pile of snow under the edge of the wool plaid. It took her a moment to understand why he wanted a big lump of snow under the spot where she was sitting. But then he covered it up again, packing the pile into a U-shaped curve to create a support for her back.
“Genius,” she announced, settling into the snow seat with her mug of hot chocolate, the picnic spread out at her feet. “It really is the picnic to end all picnics.”
“I’ll drink to that.” Damon poured his own hot chocolate and settled on the blanket beside her. “Here’s to our first real day as a family.”
She met his blue gaze, his eyes all the more crystalline in the bright sun. He’d taken considerable time and trouble to make the day perfect for her, and Lucas, too. While she’d been sleeping late to catch up on rest, he’d been ordering a special sled and packing the perfect picnic.
“To family,” she echoed, softly clanking her pewter cup to his. Tipping the drink to her lips, she savored the complex swirl of flavors. She hadn’t added much alcohol, just enough to give a pleasant jolt of warmth on the way down. The almond and vanilla notes were especially good, and the melting homemade marshmallow she’d set on top was a gooey bonus.
She was about to compliment the first beverage course, but when she turned to him again, she felt a flash of heat from the simmering look he gave her. His mug remained untouched, his attention fixed on her mouth.
He was very still.
“What?”

Self-conscious, she set her cup aside in the snow. “I have marshmallow all over my face, don’t I?”  
Her hand went to her nose, but Damon caught it. He’d set his own drink aside, too, freeing his hands.
“Let me.”  He canted closer, his focus shifting to her eyes. The heat ratcheted up so much it was a wonder they weren’t melting snow.  She could feel her heartbeat quicken, the answering spark she’d always experienced with this man. Time and distance hadn’t broken it. Even forgetting him completely for weeks on end hadn’t erased the response she had to him.
 
A few things before I start.  I’ve been reading Ms. Rock since she started writing for Harlequin.  It’s been a while.  Karen Rock is her sister in law.  Yes, that Karen Rock who also writes for Harlequin.  And yes, I read her books, too.  I love both of their writing styles and they are as different as night and day.  While Karen writes the sweeter side, Joanne likes to keep it spicy and I love that.  Her Desire books never disappoint.  Damon McNeill’s book is one of those books that I eagerly waited for and I was sad when it was over.
We are introduced to Damon in the last book and I really felt for him and his quest to find Caroline.  We get a sneak peek into that quest but it wasn’t until the very end of it do we understand the depth that he will go to, to find her.  Man, I don’t think I’ve ever read a book that with just a few paragraphs can set up a book with that much grief, love, and determination to find the heroine.  *sigh*  With that in mind, the intro to Caroline in this one is kinda funny actually.  I know, I shouldn’t say that but once you read it, you will understand what I’m saying.
Ms. Joanne has written a true love story that ended so abruptly but quickly picks up with some unanswered questions in regards to Caroline.  While reading the story, my heart just broke for Caroline.  I’ve read some stories with some horrible fathers but her’s takes the cake.  I was surprised at the depths that he went through and the end…oh wait.  I almost spoiled it but let’s just say that Caroline, not Damon got the final say.  Woo Hoo!  These two had a long way to go but once they finally figured everything out, in the beginning, their romance and love for each other shined through.
Let’s not forget about Lucas, their son.  Oh, my.  To say Damon was shocked would be the understatement of the year but again, Ms. Rock shows us how its done in the romance world with her writing and ability to not make the child a plot point but a real character in the book.  Not to mention, that she brings Caroline’s two brothers and sister into the mix and it was perfect.  And Cam.  Yes, that Cam.  I still love him.
Again, I was bereft when this one ended.  I know, you shouldn’t get too attached to couples and their stories but Caroline and Damon’s has stayed with for a while.  NOTE:  I read this one during the Christmas holiday and I’ve read it again.  Yes, it’s that good and again, their love story will forever be in my heart.  Bring on the last McNeill.  Oh wait, there are now more McNeills that have been discovered in…I’m not telling you THAT.  You have to read the book.
 
Author Bio
Four-time RITA nominee Joanne Rock has never met a romance sub-genre she didn’t like. The author of over eighty books enjoys writing a wide range of stories, most recently focusing on sexy contemporaries and small town family sagas. An optimist by nature and perpetual seeker of silver linings, Joanne finds romance fits her life outlook perfectly–love is worth fighting for. A frequent speaker at regional and national writing conferences she enjoys giving back to the writing community that nurtured and inspired her early career. She has a Masters degree in Literature from the University of Louisville but credits her fiction writing skills to her intensive study with friend and fellow author Catherine Mann.

When she’s not writing, Joanne enjoys travel, especially to see her favorite sports teams play with her former sports editor husband and three athletic-minded sons.
 
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#Review of Reel Love by Elizabeth Hartey w/a rafflecopter giveaway! #romance #fantasy #women’s fiction @drliz5

Reel Love

by Elizabeth Hartey

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GENRE:   romance/women’s fiction/fantasy

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BLURB:

Annie Caslo is a successful, young doctor, but when she begins rethinking the career choices she’s made, she makes a decision to find a way to stay focused and achieve her true ambitions – that is until fate steps in and she is thunderstruck by Colt Ballard. He’s six foot three inches of heart-stopping hotness, an adept, roguish soccer star and also one of her interns. But he’s a player – on and off the field – and Annie has better things to do. Still, the combustible chemistry between them is impossible to resist – Colt brings out feelings she never knew existed and Annie’s swept off her reluctant feet.

When she continues to second-guess her life choices, opportunities and obstacles begin piling up higher than the greasy Mexican food stacks she hates to admit loving. While in a state of emotional turmoil, she gets a celestial visit from a hunky, Hollywood heartthrob, lookalike, who claims to be her guardian angel. He takes her on a magical road trip to self-discovery with the help of several, dearly departed film icons.

Drawn into the excitement of a life she’s always dreamed of, this new life threatens to shatter the LIFE and love she already has—unless her quirky angel can help her find a way to have it all.

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Excerpt Three:

Right, so dinner,” the angel stated, coming out of his trance and moving back a few steps. “Tell you what, how about I surprise you?”

He opened the refrigerator and stared. He’s probably willing the ingredients to march out and place themselves into his hands. Annie smirked. “Surprise me?”

“Yeah, I’ll make something special for our first dinner.”

“Whatever you say,” she relented, “but I don’t think you could possibly surprise me anymore than you already have.”

“Annie, never underestimate the power of an angel.” He turned and gave her what could ironically be called a devilish grin.

Annie moved to one side, out of his way, and his alluring scent. She watched as he moved skillfully around the kitchen. He knew exactly where to find everything he needed, as though he had been there many times before.

“Why don’t you put some music on? I could go for something romantic,” he commented without looking up from his preparation of the food.

“Romantic? Um, you mean like harp music or, um … what would be romantic to you … I mean, to an angel?”

“Harp music is pretty romantic, but most of the music in the world would be considered soothing and romantic to us. We’re not stuck strictly on harps.”

“Really?”

He moved across the room toward Annie. As he came closer, she once again found herself pinned against the countertop by his prevailing presence.

“You know, we angels are some of God’s most romantic creatures,” he whispered, so close his lips brushed her cheek.

“Really?” Annie repeated, this time in a dreamy slur that sounded and felt as if she were dissolving into a puddle in front of him.

“That’s right,” he said in a nonchalant tone, and then moved back to the refrigerator. “We’re overflowing with love and understanding.” He grinned, again somewhat mischievously.

Annie caught herself just before her weakened legs allowed her to slide to the floor.  This is ridiculous. He’s an angel for heaven’s sake … precisely, she thought, giggling. She slipped her coat off and threw it over the back of a chair as she walked across to the cabinet that housed the high-tech stereo equipment Colt had installed.

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What can I say?  Women’s fiction/romance/fantasy book?  Harlie, are you feeling okay?  Flu bug got you?  No to all those questions.  I fell in love with the “guardian angel” angle.  I know, I’m a sap for anything about angels.  Shocked?  You should be because I don’t share that one with anyone.  But let’s get back to the review, shall we?  At first, when I started reading, I was a little creeped out about the whole teacher/student thing until I just couldn’t stop reading about Colt and Annie’s relationship.  I will tell you that their build-up to romance is fast paced but it makes sense.  This book isn’t about the fairytale romance that we read so much about in romance books but the journey to be fulfilled in that relationship and figuring out if the dream is still there with that one person.

Evan, the angel is a hoot.  I missed him every time that he wasn’t on the page.  He brought common sense to Annie and also humor to her situation.  Sounds confusing, it really isn’t.  He’s not there to tell her what to do but to make her see what could happen or the consequences of her actions.  Everyone needs someone to be the voice of reason and that’s what Evan is to Annie.  Again, I missed him when he wasn’t on the page.

Evan, the movie star.  I really wanted to fall in love with him but at times, he was really pushy with Annie.  It was almost like he was the snake charmer or even worse, the con artist in the ways that he could manipulate Annie into the situations that she was in at times.  Don’t get me wrong, Annie was right along with him but it wasn’t until the ending of the book that I really fell in love with him.  I really, really hope that Dr. Hartey writes a sequel to this book.  I would love for Evan, the movie star to find that special person just for him.  There is a hint and that’s all I’m going to say about that.  Yes, I went there with a movie quote.  They play a huge part in the book and of my gosh…Vivian Leigh.  One of my all-time favorite actresses makes the book, too.  *sigh*

Colt is a dream and he’s almost too good to be true once he and Annie are married.  As this is a women’s fiction book, he isn’t in that much but he doesn’t need to be.  While the book is told in alternating POV’s, Colt’s disappears for a while.  It’s not until the end that we finally see him at his wit’s end with Annie and Evan’s so-called relationship that he got my true respect for him.

Overall, I really enjoyed the book.  It’s not my usual fare and I’m glad that picked it up.  Of course, now I must have some conclusion with Evan, the movie star.  But hey, that’s just me.  If you are looking for a true romance book, this isn’t it.  It’s there but just remember, it’s about Annie’s journey of self-discovery that fills the actual story.  And angel named, Evan.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

As a lover of the northeast US, Elizabeth moved with her husband to the Poconos several years ago to open a Chiropractic Clinic. Four children and a menagerie of animals later, she has finally found time to fulfill her lifelong dream of writing novels. A dreamer at heart, romance is the genre she spends most of her time writing and reading into the wee hours of the morning. When not juggling work responsibilities and writing, she enjoys hiking the beautiful hills and woods around her home, swimming, knitting, traveling, and spending time with her family.

 

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Happy Release Week to Heaven’s Watcher (Heavenly Bodies #2) by Kayden Claremont w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @kaydenclaremont

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Leather-wearing, motorcycle riding PI Heaven Vaughan is working undercover in a Las Vegas casino for the DA. She must find the evidence to convict the casino boss of ordering her brother killed, but the tall, dark, sex-on-a-stick head of security is constantly watching her. Just knowing he’s got his monitors focused on her makes her hot, and she can’t help but make sure he has something as equally arousing to look at.

Straight-arrow Darius Turner has one job—to safeguard the people in the casino. The feisty redhead dominating his viewing pleasure is playing havoc with his duties and with his libido. All he wants is to take her up on her teasing invitations, but he can’t let her get too close. If Heaven discovers his true identity, there’ll be hell to pay.

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Darrius stepped closer to Heaven. His scent of musk and hot male surrounded her as if for protection.

“Are you all right?”

No way would she believe Darius was concerned for her.

She raised her chin so she could meet the head of security’s eyes. “I’m fine.”

“I think you should come with me to the office.” Concern laced his words.

Heaven licked her dry lips. Because the behemoth noticed her, she now had to deal with him. “Said I’m fine.”

The corner of his mouth turned up into a generous smile. “Humor me.”

Some might consider him as handsome, but his seven-foot-tall frame and stern expression made him appear menacing.

“Sure.” She smiled.

His expression softened.

Could the goliath be swayed with a smile?

She followed him toward the door leading to the private elevator. He slowed his gait until she walked beside him. As they approached the door, it opened. She knew he’d pressed the switch in his pocket.

He controlled everything in the building. He enjoyed being in charge. So did she.

In the elevator, he gazed at her as his scent permeated the small space, sending a pulsing electricity down her spine. She shifted her weight from her left foot to her right and back again, trying to ease the need building between her legs. Being so close to him suddenly caused the air to escape her lungs.

“You realize this isn’t necessary.”

He straightened his gold cufflinks. “I think it is.”

About the Author: Kayden loves sexy, well-crafted stories of lust and love. Her sensuous style drives the characters in lustful romps. When she is not crafting erotic romantic stories, she can be found crocheting or making jewelry.

Kayden is a member of Romance Writers of America, Toronto Romance Writers, and Writing Community of Durham Region.

She hopes you enjoy her other books, Hell’s Bounty, Timeless Passion, Red Hot and Tartan Temptation, all published by The Wild Rose Press.

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