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Mr. Rook’s Island Series, Book #2

by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

From NEW YORK TIMES Bestseller Mimi Jean Pamfiloff, Comes Part Two of Mr. Rook’s Island, a Sexy, Dark, Romantic Suspense.




Stephanie Fitzgerald is nobody’s pawn. Determined to discover the truth about a missing loved one, she lands a job at the world’s most exclusive resort, working for the only man with the answers—Mr. Rook. He’s shockingly handsome, thoroughly intimidating, and completely off-limits.

But the truth she seeks isn’t black and white, and Mr. Rook is a far more dangerous temptation than she ever knew.

Will Stephanie resist her desires, or will she be lured into Mr. Rook’s world of hidden sins?




All RIGHTS RESERVED. Copyright 2017. Mimi Jean Pamfiloff


It wasn’t supposed to be like this, you know. Such a fucking mess. But I should’ve guessed this was coming. Because when life becomes nothing but should-haves, there is no other possible outcome. My big sister, Cici, should’ve come home from her exotic island vacation four months ago. My father should’ve told me that Mr. Rook, the owner of the resort, came to see him with the news that Cici had drowned, instead of leaving me in the dark. I should’ve known better than to borrow money from a very dangerous man in order to fund my search for her. There are so many should-haves that I’m sick to my stomach with remorse.

But by far, my biggest regret is the moment I stepped foot on this island. Because once I set eyes on the devastatingly handsome Mr. Rook, I couldn’t stop myself from wanting him, from dreaming about him, from feeling drawn to the connection between us. I know it’s wrong.

Nothing good will come of it.

Because now I’m beginning to believe that Cici didn’t die drunk, swimming in the middle of the night. Just like I suspect that this past week with Rook—the touches, the forbidden kisses, the sexual hunger in his steel blue eyes—was an elaborate hoax meant to distract me.

Because he’s not just a wealthy businessman.

This island is no paradise.

And I’m no fucking idiot.

So while resisting this man will be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, I will find out what really happened to my sweet Cici. Otherwise I won’t ever be able to let her go, and my broken heart will be the end of me.

My name is Stephanie Fitzgerald. I am twenty-six years old, London born, New York raised, and I am the newest employee of Mr. Rook’s Island, where “your fantasy is our business.”

Read CHAPTER 1 here

About the Author

MIMI JEAN PAMFILOFF is a USA Today and New York Times bestselling romance author. Although she obtained her MBA and worked for more than fifteen years in the corporate world, she believes that it’s never too late to come out of the romance closet and follow your dream. Mimi lives with her Latin Lover hubby, two pirates-in-training (their boys), and the rat terrier duo, Snowflake and Mini Me, in Arizona. She hopes to make you laugh when you need it most and continues to pray daily that leather pants will make a big comeback for men

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Excerpt from Boss (Trinity #1) by J. L. Lora w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @jtothelove @JLLora


by J.L. Lora
Trinity, #1
Publication Date: March 6, 2017
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Cartel, Organized Crime



Determined to avoid the violence that claimed her family and friends, Carissa Elliott flees her hometown with a dangerous plan. She has proof that Calum DeMateo killed her father—now she just has to catch him. To do so, she’ll have to transform herself from small-town ingénue to New York crime boss.

When her path crosses with Alec McLean, the sexy stranger with whom she once shared a steamy nightclub kiss, things take an unexpected turn. Alec heads his family’s criminal organization, the kind of made man Carissa should want nothing to do with. But he also has a plan to take down Calum, and the flames that flicker between them are irresistible.

Will their vengeful quests jeopardize their chance at lasting love?





Alec looked somewhere over her shoulder, the flirting gone. Carissa didn’t get to fully inhale before he pushed her down behind the chaise lounge. She landed on her knees. Shock seized her heart, and she could do nothing but gasp before stuttering, “W-what the fuck are—”

A long, loud burst stopped her. Tufts of white foam exploded from the sofas in front them. Glass

rained down from the lights hanging above. A knot rose high in Carissa’s chest, lodging itself in her throat.

Without a doubt, a machine gun was going off.

People scrambled for cover in all directions and bodies hit the floor. The screams of the club-goers mixed with the music created a bizarre, hair-raising beat that spurred Carissa’s pulse. “Are they shooting at me or you?” she shouted over the racket of the weapon.

Alec reached beneath the hem of his pants and pulled a Glock 9mm out of a holster. “Me.”

He was a made man. It was in the familiar way he held the gun, the quick and thorough way his eyes darted everywhere at once, over the glass dance floor to the bar and the ceiling.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Another criminal.

Carissa reached down and pulled off her shoes, hooking the straps on her fingers.

Alec finally looked at her with a Tuesday-at-the-office, nothing out of the ordinary, expression, his gaze drifting to the shoes for a blink and then back at her face. “We’re getting out of here, Elvira. Just follow my lead.”

Ice flashed through her veins. “Again, it’s Carissa. Tell me what you have in mind.”

“When he finishes the round after this one, I’m going to fire at the disco ball to distract him. When I tell you to go, run past the bar as fast as you can. Keep your head down. Stay left and run to the exit. I’ll be right behind you.”

She looked around for the little door she saw earlier while trying to escape the rum-breathed guy.

She scanned past the bar area to the empty DJ booth still playing, the white laptop shot sideways, hanging by the cord. “The door by the DJ booth is closer.”

Alec frowned, looking at the closed door she pointed out. “We don’t know if that door’s unlocked.

Let’s just get the hell out.”

“Wait.” She hiked up her dress and nodded.

He spared her legs one last look, waited for the gunfire to cease, and pointed toward the hanging

lights. He pulled the trigger, shattering the disco ball. Millions of shards and sparks rained over the venue. Carissa took off, adrenaline surging through her veins. She ran past the people coming at her, even though the raining glass pricked her skin—getting out was her single-minded goal.

A movement, a glint of metal to her right, caught her eye. Everything around her slowed to a near standstill. She turned just in time to see Alec lift his gun and land a shot in the forehead of an armed guy.

She kept running and turned her eyes back to the exit.

Outside at last, the silence was deafening, and her breath rushed out in violent wheezes. The humid air stuck to her sweaty skin. There was no one outside, but more shots rang out. She scouted the area, frantically snapping her head left and right. The sound of footsteps grew louder. She scrambled toward nearby bushes and threw herself flat on the ground.

Alec ran outside. Relief coursed through her spine, and Carissa almost called out to him.

“Alec!” yelled a different voice.

He pointed his gun in the direction of the sound. Four men ran toward him. Carissa recognized the first as his brother Noah.

Alec released an audible breath and turned back to scan the area.

His spiky hair flattened by sweat, Noah looked light years away from the carefree Romeo the girls had met earlier that night. His hand rested on Alec’s arm. “You OK?”

Alec didn’t answer but turned to the other men. “How the fuck did this happen?” He screamed the words like a drill sergeant. “Where the fuck were you?”

He stood close to one of them, toe grazing toe, until the man said, “The shooter came out of nowhere.

It’s like he was waiting. I’m sorry, Alec. We took Noah and the other two girls out of the club. They went to catch a cab. We came looking for you.”

Alec looked at the man who spoke; his hand around the gun shook. “My little brother and I almost died because of your incompetence. And you’re sorry?”

Carissa pressed her fist to her lips. He was going to shoot them. She knew it. The seconds ticked by, and she wanted to cover her eyes. She didn’t want to watch.

Instead, Alec stormed toward an SUV, telling his brother, “Send someone to look for the girl I was with tonight. Her name is Carissa. She was with your girl.”

Blood barreled through her bloodstream, and her pulse exploded. He hadn’t forgotten about her. He had every intention of finding her. She wouldn’t let that happen. These men were made, organized. She was running from one mobster already, no way in hell was she about to tangle with another.


J. L. Lora was born in Dominican Republic and came to the United States just at the age of 13. Her goal in life was always to be a writer. As a child, she told stories to her family and friends and wrote fiction about historic figures. Today, her stories explore the dark side of good characters, people living in the gray areas of life and how they cope with the cards life has dealt them. She loves strong heroines and their equally powerful love interests. She currently lives in Maryland while pursuing her dream of writing compelling, sexy, can’t-put-down stories about empowered, badass alpha heroines and take-your-breath-away alpha heroes.

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#Review of Temptation and Treachery (a Dangerous Desires novel) by Sahara Roberts w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @sahararobertstx @SaharaRobertgsBK @sahararoberts @entangledpub @entangledpublishing

Temptation and Treachery

by Sahara Roberts


GENRE:   Romantic Suspense



Andres “Rio” Rivera became his ICE profile years ago. Cold and calculating, he never promises anything beyond right now. But when he ends up with a canceled flight and a shared hotel room with the secretive Celeste Patron, the fire behind Celeste’s buttoned-up exterior melts every barrier. He may only have her for one night, but that’s long enough to make her every fantasy come true.


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“Come on.” Kari led them back to the infirmary, taking her time with each step. “I’m going to try putting the pieces together myself. Stop me if I’m off track.” They walked away from the edge of the clearing. “I figure you didn’t just meet Rio yesterday.”

Celeste kept her expression neutral.

“In fact, from the way he was acting, I’d say the last time you saw him was three weeks and two to three days ago.” She held up a finger. “Well, three to four, since that was a day ago.”

It shouldn’t surprise her that Kari had figured things out on her own. Did everyone else know? Did they realize he’d played her for a fool? She closed her eyes, wondering if everyone in the chow hall was laughing at her, even know.

“Oh, come one. When you two were together there was so much sexual tension in the room I thought I’d end up pregnant.”

Oh damn, she’d hoped she’d been wrong about that.

“There’s no reason you can’t pick up where you were back then.”

Celeste’s gaze snapped to Kari. Did she mean sex? If so, no. She shook her head. They wouldn’t be picking up there. She’s been seduced for one reason, and one reason alone. To get the Ayala cartel.

“Rio’s an intense guy, and the way he looks at you…” She looked over and winked. “Well, as long as he doesn’t launch himself off the ceiling fan, you should be good.”


This my first read by Ms. Roberts but I will definitely go back and read the other books in this series.  Why?  Because the book and the team are just that good.  I know, I say that about a lot of books but this book has so many tropes going on, a plot that is plausible, characters that you will love, and a swoon-worthy ending.

Let’s start off with our heroine, Celeste.  Talk about clueless when it comes to her dad.  I realize that might be a stretch but considering what her dear daddy did, I don’t think so.  Most cartel/mafia daughters really don’t a clue.  It’s bred into the genes that the females are left alone when it comes to the “business.”  It’s sweet NOT and Celeste is just shocked when she is kidnapped by the team.  Of course, the reunion with Rio seemed like the ultimate betrayal.  I honestly, didn’t think so.  They met, had sex and then left each other.  It’s like they were handing out business cards with the promise to call each other.  But if I had something that kinda bugged me about her was her blogging.  I know, I blog but it just seemed to be thrown in without much to move the story.  I did, however, understand the whole “other persona” when having a one night stand.

Rio is just…*sigh*  The whole alpha thing works for him and in this book.  I usually don’t like the over the top alpha in romantic suspense but with Rio, I fell hard.  He’s sweet but so focused on the cartel that when he realizes that Celeste is “part” of it, he didn’t hesitate to pull her out.  What ensued in the aftermath is what really captured my attention.  These two had a lot to go through with trusting each other, realizing that both of them had some growing to do and let’s not forget the BIGGEST shock of Rio’s life.

I realize that the Cartel storyline is somewhat overdone but Ms. Roberts makes it plausible.  Another thing that she brings to the table is her writing.  It flows, its honest and I love how you don’t have to read the other books in the series for this to make sense.  The interaction between the other team members is just great.  I will have to say that the twist at the end I didn’t see coming and it was great.  Celeste and Rio had to decide what really was important for themselves and each other.

Overall, I loved this book and Ms. Roberts.  I will definitely look for more of her work and especially this series.



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Sahara Roberts caught the writing bug early in life. She enjoys writing Romantic Suspense and Contemporary Romance. Her days are filled with international trade issues (the legal kind) and her evenings writing steamy romance. She is currently working on the fourth novel in the Dangerous Desires series and plotting a contemporary romance series.

When she’s not at her usual hangout, Savvy Authors, she enjoys socializing on Facebook, Twitter, Google+, Pinterest and her website, or watching APB, The Blacklist, and The Walking Dead (Following Daryl). Sahara lives in South Texas with her husband and a very spoiled cat. She enjoys cooking, baking, and cake decorating, but she would certainly prefer to have someone else do the dishes.

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