Worth the Risk by K Bromberg ~ Sarah A’s Review

Worth the Risk, an all-new, sexy standalone about taking chances and finding love when it’s least expected, from New York Times bestselling author K. Bromberg, is available now!

This whole contest was supposed to be easy. I know, I know. Famous last words.

It’s a long story, but I messed up at work. Big time. To earn back the trust of my boss, I promised to save one of our magazines. Yep. That Hot Dad contest you’ve seen advertised all over the place was my idea. And if I’m successful, if I’m able to increase our online readership, then I get a shot at my dream job.

But the one thing I never expected to happen, happened: Contestant number ten, Grayson Malone. Hello, Mr. Difficult. And did I mention sexy as hell?

Unfortunately, he knows me. The old me, anyway. And while we might be older now, I remind him of before. Of the woman who broke his heart, who hardened him, and who left him alone to raise the cutest little boy I’ve ever seen.

But I don’t want a relationship. And I definitely don’t fall for single dads with baggage. Even ones with chiseled abs and killer smiles.

But he got to me. They got to me. Him and his son and their messy, crazy life.  But I got to him too. I see the stolen glances. I feel the walls he built start to crumble. I recognize that there’s an unexpected beauty to the chaos in his life.

And now that the contest is about to end, we’re left to decide whether the last six months were just fun or if what we have is worth risking it all?

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Hot, jaded, single dad? Check.  Stuck-up, entitled, heiress?  Check.  Unwarranted animosity because of past interactions and connections?  Check.  Lots of learning, growing, and overcoming expectations? Check.  Worth the Risk was a fascinating take on an enemies-to-lovers romance.

Grayson Malone was the brother whose story I was most looking forward to.  There’s always something about a single dad whose complete devotion to his child is so evident in every decision he makes, that calls to me.  Add that to the melancholy air about him and how could I not love him?  After reading his story and finding out what had made him the way he was, I was completely devoted to Grayson.  Even when he was being a judgmental jerkface.

I kinda wanted hate Sidney, for the same reasons Grayson did, but that first chapter?  I couldn’t.  Despite what she was on the outside, what her father thought she was, who she thought she was, sometimes, what she did for her friend proved the truth of who she was.  Watching her come into her own and discover that she was stronger, better, more compassionate than she had given herself credit for was heartwarming.

Sidney and Grayson’s connection grew on me just as it did on them.  I could feel the tension from their first interaction, but I couldn’t discern if it was derived from hate or chemistry.  Slowly that spark grew into a tangible thing, every time they were together, there was a current powering each touch, every glance, every word they shared.  I lived for the moment when it all exploded, and they could no longer resist the pull.  The hatred may have still been a defining force between them, but there is a reason people say there is a fine line between love and hate.

Luke was the shining star of this book.  If it weren’t for that sweet boy, there would be no Sidney and Grayson.  If it weren’t for his innocent coaxing and matchmaking, there is a good chance Sidney and Grayson would have let their pride get in the way of a truly magnificent relationship.  And the love both Grayson and (eventually) Sidney had for the boy completed them.  They both seemed to care so deeply, and in an all-consuming way, they needed something to temper that kind of overwhelming love.

Worth the Risk is the third book in K Bromberg’s Everyday Heroes series.  The series follows the Malone brothers, with each book being about a different brother.  This is the third and final brother’s story, but there will be another book, Control, about a family friend.  It is not necessary to read the first two books, Cuffed and Combust, to understand this book.  Worth the Risk is written in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Sidney and Grayson.

K. Bromberg writes fun, flirty, heartwarming contemporary romance. I have found each book I’ve read by her to be well-written and compelling. I love the strength of her heroines and how flawed each of her characters is, they all feel completely unique while still having the same ribbons of strength running through them.

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New York Times Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.

A mom of three, she plots her novels in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her laptop in tow.

Since publishing her first book in 2013, K. has sold over one million copies of her books and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times.

In April, she’ll release The Player, the first in a two-book sports romance series (The Catch, book 2, will be released late June), with many more already outlined and ready to be written.

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The Wright Love by KA Linde ~ Sarah A’s Review

A sexy new contemporary romance duet from USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde…

I have the perfect life.
Until the day my husband tragically dies.
Being a single mom and widow was never part of the plan.
When David Calloway enters my life, I have no room for love in my heart.
But he’s determined to do right by me.
Could he be the Wright love?

The Wright Love is the first book in the Wright Love Duet, and Sutton and David’s story will conclude in The Wright One—coming May 29th! Get ready for your newest binge read.

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It had been so long since I’d read a book by KA Linde, I thought this was the first one I had. Honestly, I was doing myself a disservice. I’ve had several of her books chilling on my kindle for years and have no excuse for not reading more of her work between 2013 and now. The Wright Love was so good, and now I know I need to go back and binge all the other Wright series books.

The first chapter of The Wright Love broke my heart. Sutton’s grief was palpable; a living breathing thing that was all-consuming and devastating. I was in no way prepared for how deeply her loss, a loss that happened before this book started, would affect me. And the opening scene where she visited her husband’s grave on the first anniversary of his death to talk to him just ravaged my soul.

David was amazing. His quiet support, his unending understanding, his gentle perusal of Sutton’s heart, it was wonderful to read about a hero who wasn’t an overbearing alpha (not that I don’t love them, but it’s nice to have a change). When we finally learned why he was so understanding of Sutton’s grief, my heart ached for him; an acute ache that comes with the understanding of what he’d been through. A sad as it was that they were able to commiserate on that level, it was lovely to see how much their mutual anguish allowed them to bond.

The pacing of The Wright Love was perfect for this story. Sutton was healing and in pain, unsure of what her future could or should hold, worried about her son, so her hesitance to move forward with anything was justifiable. David’s gentle and unwavering comfort of her allowed her to learn to trust him with her heart, while he slowly dismantled the walls she’d built around it. I loved their dynamic, it was so tender, so uplifting, while still maintaining a heat and intensity that couldn’t be denied.

I was taken aback by the climax of this book. I definitely didn’t see it coming, though thinking back, I wonder if I should have. There were enough breadcrumbs left throughout the book to make it very believable without completely spoiling the shock of the reveal. I am o anxious to get my hands on The Wright One to see how this new information affects Sutton and David, as well as the rest of the Wright clan.

The Wright Love is the first book in KA Linde’s Wright Love duet. This book is also part of the Wright series world. I can tell you from firsthand experience it is not necessary to have read the other Wright books before reading this duet. It did whet my appetite for the Wright siblings enough that I know I’ll be making time to read their books in the near future. The Wright Love is written in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Sutton and David.

It has been ages since I last read a KA Linde novel, long enough that I don’t remember much about the book I read before, and I was definitely missing out all these years. She did an excellent job of pulling me in and playing my heartstrings from the off and continued to pluck them throughout the novel. I was impressed by how emotionally charged her prose was and how deeply she made me connect with her characters. While this may have been the first book I’ve read by her for some time, it will not be my last. Far from it.

A new sexy contemporary romance duet from USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde…

Secrets swarm all around.
My world is crumbling under the strain.
I don’t know if we can survive this.
My heart is in the Wright place.
But is his?

The Wright One is the last book in the Wright Love Duet that began in The Wright Love. Find out if Sutton and David survive their world of secrets in the conclusion to the Wright Love duet! 

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K.A. Linde is the USA Today bestselling author of more than fifteen novels including the Avoiding series and the Record series. She has a Masters degree in political science from the University of Georgia, was the head campaign worker for the 2012 presidential campaign at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and served as the head coach of the Duke University dance team. She loves reading fantasy novels, geeking out over Star Wars, binge-watching Supernatural, and dancing in her spare time.

She currently lives in Lubbock, Texas, with her husband and two super adorable puppies.


Breathe by Carly Phillips ~ Sarah A’s Review

Breathe, an all-new second chance romance from Wall Street Journal and New York Times bestselling author Carly Phillips is available now!

Fall in love with the Wards…

From troubled teen to successful general contractor, Jake Nichols turned his life around from his time in foster care. Divorced and single, he juggles his time between his daughter and his work. Next on his agenda, a new project that is his chance to prove his worth at the job he loves. Except he never anticipates that the only girl he’s ever loved and lost as a teen is now a grown and beautiful woman in charge of the project.

Phoebe Ward has survived and conquered a painful past that includes foster care and becoming a teenaged mom. She wants nothing more than to focus on the present but it’s hard when she looks into the eyes of her son, knowing she’s tried and failed to find his father. She’s resigned herself to raising him alone with the help of her family… Until a client meeting brings her face to face with her first love. A boy… now a sexy man she thought she’d never see again … and the father of her child.

So many years have gone by and both of their lives have changed drastically. Will they be able to put the past behind them and find the second chance they both deserve?

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Breathe was a sweet little romance.  I couldn’t put it down and finished the entire thing before lunch.  My heart ached for Phoebe and Jake from the start, and after finding out what their histories were like, it broke for them.  Books about people who have been in the foster care system always pull at my heartstrings and this one was a double-whammy.

I was astonished by Phoebe’s strength, especially when I found out her backstory.  She’s suffered so much heartbreak and loss in her short life, and she was still an amazing mom who never hesitated to put her son first and do whatever she needed to protect and provide for him.  Phoebe continually impressed me with her resilience when faced with challenges, even when the fears developed by her past reared their ugly heads.

Jake was wonderful.  I mean to the point of being the perfect man wonderful.  He was protective and understanding.  He was loving and patient.  He’d been to hell and back and still managed to make a success of himself and become a stellar father.  At every turn, I was impressed by his maturity and level-headedness.

Though the conflict was minimal in Breathe and somewhat predictable, it never felt stagnant.  There was so much to learn about Phoebe and Jake’s individual pasts, history together, and then getting reacquainted after so many years, the lack of action only served to heighten the importance of their connection and what they meant to one another.

Breathe is the second book in Carly Phillips’ Rosewood Bay series.  These books can be read as standalones, I haven’t read the first book, Fearless, and had no problems understanding exactly what was going on in this book.  I did find myself dying to read that book and will definitely be revisiting that first book before I read the third book, Freed.  Breathe is written in limited third-person perspective, alternatively following Phoebe and Jake’s thoughts.

I discovered Carly Phillips as part of a crossover event for one of my favorite authors, and I was so impressed with her writing, I knew I needed to consume anything of hers I could get my hands on.  Breathe delivered fabulously.  I loved the characters, the plot was so sweet, and the pacing was spot on.

“Are you my guardian?” she quipped, trying to keep things light as she tipped her head slightly, studying his tight, serious expression.

“I want to be.” His voice was serious as hell. His tone rubbed her in the most intimate way, her body swaying toward him.

“Jake.” He reached out a hand to cup her face, his calloused fingertips rough against her skin. So intense were his features, so erotic was his touch, his protectiveness cloaking her in heat. Her nipples even puckered into tight points of need.

“If I had my way, nobody would be able to take advantage of you, because they’d have to go through me in order to get to you.” Her face warmed at his words.

“That’s sweet of you to say.”

“I’m not feeling very sweet. In fact, I’m feeling pretty damned protective.” He was, and she liked it. A lot. His fingers skimmed her cheek as he spoke.

“I was lucky enough to find you again. I want a chance to see what could be between us,” he said, taking her off guard. But God, she wanted that, too.

Despite her brain telling her they needed to tread carefully, that they had a little boy to protect, her traitorous heart still wanted more. His blue gaze bored into hers, causing her heart to pound hard in her chest.

“I know things are complicated right now, but how many people get second chances?”

“Not many,” she agreed, knowing how lucky they were.

“So wouldn’t we be foolish to waste the opportunity?”

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Carly Phillips is the NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels, including the Indie published, Dare to Love Series. She is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers.

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Perfect Love Story by Natasha Madison ~ Sarah A’s Review & Excerpt

When one man’s death exposes a complex web of lies, three couples discover the true meaning of love, loss, and redemption.


What do you do when you find out your whole life was a lie?

That your husband really wasn’t your husband but someone else’s.

That the vows you made to each other were simply empty promises.

You pick up and move to the country to start fresh.

When life hands you limes, you make sure you have tequila because your life is about to get stirred up.


Married to my high school sweetheart, the best thing she gave me was my baby girl.

But we weren’t enough for her. I wasn’t enough for her.

The last thing I expected on my birthday was a Dear John letter, but that’s what I got when she upped and left.

Now, it’s just me and my girl against the world till the new girl moves in next door.

Is there such a thing as a perfect love story?

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Perfect Love Story wasn’t quite what I was expecting, but it delivered the goods. I loved Jensen and Hailey, Mila was a doll, and the grandmothers – save one – gave me life. I hope to be as amazing as all of them were when I get to be of a certain age. This book had a little laughter, a lot of heartbreak, and a good helping of healing.

I was hooked from the first scene of Perfect Love Story. It started with such an emotionally taxing scene and then kept building layer upon layer of pain and devastation, I was fully invested in Hailey’s journey to finding herself by the time her Nanny intervened on her wallowing. Hailey was so broken, so blind-sided by who her husband was, her raw and visceral pain oozed from the pages.

The first half of this book was so rich, learning about Hailey’s husband and the fallout from his death, her moving and meeting Jensen’s family – particularly his fabulous grandmother and adorable daughter, finding out what Jensen’s ex-wife had done. I was so enraptured with all of it I didn’t even realize how much I’d read; it was that good.

I kind of loved how antagonistic their relationship was at the beginning and that Hailey didn’t let him get away with his foul behavior. As their affection for one another started making itself known, and they agreed to start over, their chemistry became palpable. They were wonderful together, and I loved how they allowed one another the space and time they needed to reconcile their respective pasts in a healthy way.

My only wish for this book would have been to have more conflict near the end. There was so much that had gone on in the beginning and in Jensen’s past the story didn’t feel lacking, but I felt like the story was lacking a climax.

Perfect Love Story is the first book in Natasha Madison’s Love series. Each book is about a different couple and is interconnected. Despite each book covering a different relationship, I have a feeling reading them all in order is going to make for the best understanding of the dynamics. Perfect Love story is told in present tense in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Hailey and Jensen.

I picked up this novel at the suggestion of one of my favorite authors, Natasha Madison was a complete unknown to me. I was pleasantly surprised by this book. The story was engrossing, the characters were well-developed, and the writing was good. I will definitely be reading more of Ms. Madison’s work.

Chapter One

“Hello.” Turning down “Glorious” by Macklemore blasting in the background while I washed the kitchen floor with Pine Sol and water, I answer the phone after the first ring.

“It’s me.” I hear my best friend and cousin, Crystal, say from the other end. “Where are you?” I can’t see her face, but I know something is wrong. Even though she’s asked me that question a million times before, this time it’s different. There is no carefree tone. This time, it’s curt and to the point with no laughter in her voice.

“I’m home,” I say, almost whispering as my hand shakes against my ear. My mouth suddenly goes dry, my neck starting to get hot. Something inside my stomach suddenly drops when a slow burn sets in.

“You need to come to the hospital.” Crystal is an emergency room nurse at St. Mary’s, so whatever feeling I was having before has now doubled. “Blake is on his way to get you.” When she mentions my brother, I now know something is gravely wrong. The honk outside doesn’t allow me to question her any further. “You need to get in the car, okay?” she says softly but firmly. “Listen to me, Hailey. Go outside and get here.” My head nods as the hand holding my phone to my ear falls away.

The front door opens, and Blake comes in, looking at me with sorrow and sadness. His brown eyes meet mine briefly, and then he looks down. He doesn’t say anything to me; he simply holds out his hand to me. I put my hand in his, and he leads me out to his truck. He opens the door for me, helping me take that step in.

As I’m looking at him, he pulls the seat belt over my chest and buckles me in. My mind’s still playing the phone call, trying to dissect the conversation. Trying to find one little word that can be the clue. “It’s going to be okay.” His voice breaks through the haze.

I nod my head at him, then he steps back and shuts the door, jogging over to his side. He gets in and puts the truck in drive. I’m on the outside looking in, watching my life fall apart without knowing it.

The only thing I’m certain of is that the sun is shining without a cloud in the sky. As I watch a bird soar through the sky almost in the same direction we are going, I think to myself, Bad things don’t happen when it’s sunny outside, right?

I watch the bird, not even realizing we’ve made it to the hospital. I don’t have a chance to open my door because Blake has it opened before I even think to reach for the handle. “You’re going to be okay,” he assures me as he raises his baseball cap to run his hands through his short dark hair.

“What’s going on?” I have a feeling my entire life is about to change, so I beg him to tell me before we walk through those doors. Blake doesn’t answer. He just reaches down to grab my hand and lead me through the revolving doors.

The harsh smell of antiseptic immediately fills my nose. Voices bombard me, though, none of them are familiar. Glancing around, I take in the hustle and bustle of the emergency room. My heartbeat echoes in my ears as I try in vain to locate a familiar face. I just need to know who we’re here for.

As we silently walk down the corridor, my mind never stops thinking about why we are here. I look up at Blake, asking the one question that makes my heart squeeze with such intense pain, it feels like it might explode.

“Is it Mom? Dad?” I can hear the pleading in my tone. He gives me nothing, continuing to look straight ahead. My eyes go back to the floor, following the tile pattern as we make our way beyond the entrance to the emergency room. The first thing I see is both of my parents, alive and healthy. My mother has tears running down her cheeks, and my father has his arm around her shoulders. They are standing next to the nurses’ station. I look back at Blake in horror. “Is it Nanny?”

He doesn’t have time to answer because Crystal comes out from behind the nurses’ station in her everyday uniform of blue scrubs and Crocs, wearing a stethoscope around her neck.

With one glance at her face, I stop my feet in their tracks. My feet are stuck to the floor as if someone crazy glued them to that spot. I can see the hurt and tears in her eyes. She looks at me with her head tilted sideways, her bottom lip trembling. My body blocks any movements I try to make. I try to advance to Crystal, but I can’t. My knees start to give out, and a horrible shrieking sound comes from somewhere.

I try turning my head to see where the yelling is coming from, but I can’t. I’m on my hands and knees in the hospital corridor. It isn’t until the coldness seeps through my hands that I realize I’m the one screaming. That wretched sound is coming from me. Me. My throat raw, my eyes burning, and my heart irrevocably broken. No words need to be said. No confirmation given. I don’t need them to bring me to a place where we can “talk quietly.” It’s at that moment I finally know what everyone else knows.

My husband is dead.

The Love Series is coming.

When one man’s death exposes a complex web of lies, three couples discover the true meaning of love, loss, and redemption.

Three couples, three different stories!

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Burn So Good by JH Croix ~ Sarah A’s Review


Life isn’t fair. I know that lesson well.

I said goodbye to Caleb ten years ago.

The boy I once loved is man now—a rugged, s*xy as h*ll man.

As a hotshot firefighter, he’s all about saving others.

Life ripped us apart, stealing more than I could’ve imagined.

Time didn’t heal all of my wounds, and time never let me forget what we once had.

Once again, he comes to my rescue.

This time, I’m running from a different set of demons.

Maybe this time we have a second chance.



Fire burns hot and bright. It can destroy everything.

Just like it destroyed what I had with Ella.

What comes out of the ashes is stronger than ever.

Ella meant everything to me once upon a time.

We were young and foolish when tragedy tore us apart.

She went running, and I was too torn up to chase after her and make it right.

They say time heals all wounds.

Some things never die, and the fire between us burns hotter than ever.

I’ll do anything to keep her safe, to make her mine.


Burn So Good left me with mixed feelings.  I quite liked the story, but things were lacking.  I hate when writing, and editing detracts from the plot of a book, and I felt that pull while reading this novel.  I think with another round of editing and some better constructive feedback this book could have been excellent.

I loved Ella and Caleb together.  They were adorable and seemed to genuinely be better together than they were alone, not that we got to see much of them alone.  It was more of a feeling of completion when they were together that I didn’t feel when they were apart.  I especially loved that they didn’t try to hide the feeling that had lingered for the entirety of the time they were broken up.

The pacing of this book was excellent.  Between retelling Ella and Caleb’s past, uncovering little by little what had brought Ella home, rekindling their relationship, and all of the things going on in the present, there was a LOT of story to tell.  The way Ms. Croix laid this story out gave all those things significant attention without ever feeling rushed, stagnant, or disconnected.  I was impressed by how well she dealt with getting Ella and Caleb’s story on ‘paper.’

I did have quite a few struggles with this novel, though.  The first was the editing, there were a lot of issues with punctuation and echoing.  There were also several issues with continuity – there was one scene where Ella seemed to have unbuttoned Caleb’s pants three times.  I also felt like the author didn’t trust her readers, as shown by repetitive explanations of who supporting characters were, over explanations of simple situations, and other extraneous information that had little to do with the story being told.   Also, if I never read the words quickening, channel, and clench again, it’ll be too soon.

Burn So Good is the fifth book in JH Croix’s Into the Fire series, this book can be read as a standalone.  I haven’t read any of the previous titles in this series, and I never felt lost as to what was going on in this book.  There were enough inferences about the other couples to make me want to go back and check out their stories, but not so much that I felt I needed to or to spoil those books.  Burn So Good is written in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Ella and Caleb.

JH Croix is a new-to-me author.  She has excellent potential as a storyteller, her characterizations and plotting were good.  It was just a matter of dealing with the more technical aspects of writing where she seemed to flounder.  I think with some time, practice, and a better editorial team she could be an excellent wordsmith.


My heart kicked up a notch just being close to her. It had been five years since I’d seen Ella. She looked up at me through the rain, her green eyes bright in the gray light. I felt as if I was spinning back in time—emotions jostling against each other in the process. I’d loved Ella fiercely once upon a time.

“I think so. Dana said I just need a few stitches, right?” she asked, her gaze swinging to Dana Halloran, one of the EMT’s on the scene.

Dana nodded from where she stood, turning back to Ella, her eyes bouncing between us briefly. She squirted disinfectant on a cotton ball, carefully dabbing at the cut on the side of Ella’s forehead. “That looks like all you’ll need. I’ll just clean this up and we’ll get going. They’ll take care of the stitches at the hospital.”

Ella looked back at me. “See, just a few stitches.”

“I’ll meet you at the hospital,” I said as Dana carefully taped a piece of gauze over the cut.

“You don’t need to do that,” Ella replied.

Dana stepped away and spoke to the ambulance driver. I focused on Ella. “I’ll meet you there,” I repeated.

“Caleb, you don’t have to take care of me. I’m…”

A flash of anger rose inside. I might not have been thinking too clearly, but for God’s sake. Ella had once meant everything to me. Then, everything went to hell.

“Ella, you just had a car accident. Is it absolutely necessary to act like we mean nothing to each other?”



We stared at each other again. Oh God. It felt so good to be close to him. For the first time in years, I felt like I could relax. I wanted to wrap myself in Caleb and stay there forever.

My next words startled me. “I miss you.” The moment those words escaped, I wanted to grab them and stuff them back inside. I didn’t need to blurt out all kinds of crazy, emotional stuff. This wasn’t supposed to happen this way.

Caleb stared at me, the hand circling on my back finally pausing. He swallowed, the sound audible in the room. My awareness of him was so heightened the hair on the back of my neck stood up. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you,” he nearly growled.

Emotion was rushing through me, mingling with desire that should’ve seemed out of place given everything that had happened, but it didn’t. Wanting Caleb came as easily as breathing to me. It always had. I’d forgotten how powerful the draw was. Raw joy rose through the scrum of tattered regret and lingering pain, striking against that desire like flint to stone.

This was me, this was Caleb. Us. There had never been anyone but him in my heart, and my body knew it. He strummed every chord of my being simply by existing in space and time near me.

With a muttered imprecation, he dipped his head, kissing one corner of my mouth and then the other. Oh geez. I was a sucker for corner kisses, at least when it came to him. Two more kisses dusted at the corners of my mouth and then I sighed. His tongue swiped along the seam of my lips, and I let go with a low moan.

USA Today Bestselling Author J. H. Croix lives in a small town in the historical farmlands of Maine with her husband and two spoiled dogs. Croix writes steamy contemporary romance with strong independent women and rugged alpha men who aren’t afraid to show some emotion. Her love for quirky small-towns and the characters that inhabit them shines through in her writing. Take a walk on the wild side of romance with her bestselling novels!

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Lyric by Molly McAdams ~ Sarah A’s Review

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Molly McAdams delivers the first captivating, stand-alone novel in her REDEMPTION series spin-off—the REBEL series . . .

I’m not the kind of girl you forget.
I wish I was.
I wish I was normal.
That I could blend into a crowd. Have a future with the man I’ve loved my entire life…

Maxon James understands me in a way others can’t.
For as long as I can remember, he’s vowed that one day he would claim my wild, rebel heart. God knows I wanted him to try. I wanted the life he promised me in his lyrics.
But his assurances couldn’t change the past, and the infamous mafia blood in my veins guarantees my heart can’t be claimed.

Somewhere along the way, I slipped. I let myself believe we could have it all. Now a dark, menacing shadow hovers between us, mocking us for daring to hope for a normal future.

And it’s come to collect on a blood oath.

My name’s Elizabeth Borello—Libby for short. Don’t worry about forgetting it… He hasn’t.

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I adore Molly McAdams and everything she writes. Well, except that one thing, but she’s more than redeemed herself since then. Lyric was a beautiful love story. I fell in love with Maxon from the moment I met him, and his unwavering devotion to Libby through all her ups and downs was EVERYTHING.

Lyric drew me in from the second I started reading it. I was enamored with Libby and Maxon’s dynamic and had to know how they’d come to the place they were when the book started. They both seemed so broken and confused by what had happened between them; I knew their history and the events leading to their devastation had to be fascinating.

Libby and Maxon were far from perfect. They were beautifully flawed, and when they were together, those flaws only served to make their connection more poignant. The forces that kept them apart – from his music to her family and beyond – were no match for the soul-deep bond they had. My heart bled for them when they struggled to commit to one another entirely. Those moments when they were together and fully engaged in each other with no thought to the outside world? Sublime.

The build-up in Lyric was intense. All the conjecture and subterfuge, never knowing exactly who was involved or why. Questioning the motivations of each and every person Libby came in contact with. It all added up to a highly charged, slow-burn suspense. I honestly didn’t even realize how tense I was each time Libby was alone until the book was almost over and I couldn’t relax my shoulders while Maxon was away for a few nights. It came on slowly, but it was done so well.

If there were anything I could ask of this novel, it would be to have had more of Maxon and Libby’s history. There was plenty there to understand their relationship and how much they loved one another, but I’m greedy, and I wanted more, so much more about them when they were kids.

Lyric is the first book in Molly McAdams’ Rebel series. This series is a spin-off from her Redemption series, but it’s not necessary to read those books first. They would give a better understanding of some of the side characters but don’t have much bearing on Maxon and Libby’s story. The Rebel series books are interconnected standalones. Lyric is primarily written in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Maxon and Libby, with a few chapters thrown in from a mystery figure.

Molly McAdams is a wordsmith. She has an uncanny ability to make her readers fall in love with her characters from the very second they appear on page. Her stories are captivating and emotional, and always leave me wanting more of them, in any way I can get them.

Molly grew up in California but now lives in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband, daughter, and fur babies. When she’s not diving into the world of her characters, some of her hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling, and long walks on the beach … which roughly translates to being a homebody with her hubby and dishing out movie quotes. She has a weakness for crude-humored movies and fried pickles, and loves curling up in a fluffy comforter during a thunderstorm … or under one in a bathtub if there are tornados. That way she can pretend they aren’t really happening.

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Lie to Me by Natasha Preston ~ Sarah A’s Review

At nineteen, Savannah Dean escaped her family, leaving behind a note and the people who caused her so much pain.

Now, she lives on her own and keeps to herself.

At nineteen, Kent Lawson’s girlfriend betrayed him, leaving him behind with a broken heart and a whole lot of mistrust in women.

Now, he lives on his own and shares himself with nearly every pretty thing that walks by but only for one night.

When Savannah and Kent meet, they can’t stand each other.

Kent knows she’s hiding something, and he despises liars.

And Savannah has nothing but secrets.

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Lie to Me had highs and lows.  Some parts were so poignant I could feel the emotion as if I were experiencing it with the characters and other moments seemed so ridiculously overblown I had a hard time reconciling them with the rest of the story.

Once I got rolling with the story I was hooked, I wanted to know more about what had happened to Savannah and her family, Kent’s previous relationship intrigued me, and I loved everyone in Kent’s life.  Kent and Savannah’s back and forth, their contemptuous interactions were highly entertaining.  On more than one occasion I found myself chuckling at how ridiculous they were being.  And their chemistry?  I totally felt it; it oozed off the pages even before they really acknowledged there was more than physical attraction between them.

Lie to Me is a tiny bit insta-lovey, but sometimes, when you know you know.  Despite the expediency of Savannah and Kent’s relationship, it felt real.  The vulnerability they demonstrated, how they felt like they were themselves again, it all screamed trust and love.  Savannah and Kent had a connection that went beyond a physical connection, it was a soul-deep connection, and I loved witnessing them explore it.

My first struggle with Lie to Me came as soon as I opened the book.  It was obvious it took the author some effort getting this book off the ground.  The writing felt forced – there was a lot of strange over-explanations and awkward telling-not-showing moments.  To the point I nearly DNF’d the book before I had really given it a chance, the writing was that off-putting.  Fortunately, I had the foresight to look farther into the book to see if the writing improved, because so much of this book was terrific.  If Ms. Preston could get some help refining the first few chapters, it would make a world of difference.

My final struggles with this book all came around the same time.  There were a couple different climaxes in this book, and I struggled with both of them.  The first felt too overblown, regardless of any history of any character the reaction demonstrated didn’t feel realistic, especially given the circumstances, for the reaction.  I just didn’t buy it.  The second, more significant climax was a little better, but again, I didn’t understand the motivation.  The secondary character who was at the apex of that scene needed more fleshing out for me to get on board with his actions.

Lie to Me is a standalone novel.  I would love to see another couple books in this world, as some of the secondary characters were so intriguing.  It is written in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Savannah and Kent.

Natasha Preston is a new to me author, and I can see that she has promise.  I feel like she could be a phenomenal writer with a little more practice and a bit more concentration on fleshing out the motivations of her characters.  Having a little more backstory would have gone lightyears for me to have really bought into the entirety of the story.

Wednesday rolls around way too fast. I have a whole evening with Savannah. It’s been really nice these past four days that she’s been out of my life. Yet, the whole time, I’ve been craving the way we snip at each other.

I need help.

I cut my engine outside her building and look up. Apparently, she lives up on the first floor and faces out toward the road.

Is she looking at me right now?

Why I feel the need to get out and buzz her apartment, I don’t know, but somehow, I find myself getting out of the car and walking toward the building. I stop at the front door, realising that Heidi told me what floor Savannah is on but not the number. Or she might have told me, and I just didn’t listen.

This is a great start.

I’m about to call my sister when I see Savannah through the glass, walking down the stairs to ground level.

Fuck me.

Has she always looked like that?

She’s wearing a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a grey off-the-shoulder shirt, but she looks sexier than any other woman I’ve ever seen in a little dress.

Why don’t I like her again?

Her steely eyes, looking even more prominent with the colour of her top, warily eye me. Our last encounter wasn’t exactly pleasant.

She opens the door and smiles. “Hi, Kent.”

My back stiffens. “Savannah.”

“Are you sure you don’t mind taking me tonight? I can Uber.”

And there it is. This is why she fucking bothers me so much. I feel like telling her to call a fucking Uber then. She always sounds so unsure of herself, like every tiny thing a person does for her is some massive inconvenience. Why?

“It’s fine,” I spit.

She folds her arms, carefully because her fractured arm hasn’t healed. It does take away a little of the dramatic flair she was going for. “Do you need to take a nap before we go?”


“You’re cranky.”

“You’re too polite.”

“Being polite is a bad thing?”

I flex my jaw. “Yes.”

“Fine. Get in the car, and take me.”

The intent behind her words is clear; however, I hear it completely different and laugh.

She rolls her eyes. “Don’t be a knobhead, Kent. Take me to your parents’ house, I mean.”

“Knobhead. I’ve not heard that one in a while.”

Savannah takes another long breath. “I really don’t know why I thought accepting a lift from you would be a good idea. In fact, I didn’t. I still think it’s a bad idea.”

“You always follow through with bad ideas?”

“Tonight, I am.”

Fuck yeah. I love this fighting side of her. It’s like, when I rile her up enough, the cover slips, revealing the real Savannah. I’m not sure if she’s hiding something the way Freya was.

“You should work on that. I don’t do anything I don’t want to.”

She tilts her head to the side, fire and determination in her eyes. “Oh, you wanted me to come tonight? And you wanted to be the one to pick me up?”

“You’re hot when you’re angry, Savannah.”

Actually, she’s hot all the time. It’s just, right now, she’s the whole package.

“You always use bullshit like that to deflect from someone calling you out?”

“You’re the first woman to call me out.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” she mutters.

“Do you want to argue on your doorstep all night or get to my parents’ for dinner? I’m cool with either, just checking to see which way you’re leaning.”

She drops her arms, one still bound tightly in a splint. “I’m hungry.”

“Excellent, let’s go then.”

UK native Natasha Preston grew up in small villages and towns. She discovered her love of writing when she stumbled across an amateur writing site and uploaded her first story and hasn’t looked back since.

She enjoys writing contemporary romance, gritty Young Adult thrillers and, of course, the occasional serial killer.

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Iron Princess by Meghan March ~ Sarah A’s Review

He’s a mystery. An enigma.

His very identity is a secret buried beneath layers of deception.

He’s also an addiction I can’t shake. An attraction I can’t fight.

And then I found out exactly who he is—a man more dangerous than the devil himself.

Now I need him in order to save everything that matters to me.

I have to pull back. Protect myself from the danger that haunts his every step.

Which would be easy . . . if I could stop myself from falling in love with him.

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I’ve been anticipating this book since the second I finished Savage Prince, and it was well worth the wait.  We learned a lot – so, so much – in this book, but somehow we are still left with a million things to find out.  I was riveted to my kindle as I was reading and left reeling when I finished.  Now, to wait for the final book in this trilogy, Rogue Royalty, so I can get my fix!

Iron Princess is the second book in Meghan March’s Savage Trilogy.  The trilogy is a part of her Anti-Heroes collection and follows up the equally amazing Mount trilogy.  Each trilogy can be read independently.  Iron Princess CAN NOT be read as a standalone; it picks up in the middle of Temperance’s story, and Savage Prince must be read first.  The book is written in dual first-person perspective, narrated by Temperance and her stranger.

I can not express how elated I was to finally get some light shed on Temperance’s stranger.  He was such an enigma in Savage Prince; I was dying to get even the scantest insight into him, his life, anything.  And man, he’s so amazing, he’s really the perfect counterpoint to Temperance.  For as intense as they both are, their specific brands of potency balance each other out.  For as much as we have learned about her stranger, he still remains cloaked in mystery, and I can’t wait to find those final pieces to his puzzle.

Iron Princess moved quickly, though this book was less about intense, secret encounters and more about Temperance and her stranger getting to know each other on a personal level.  I was astounded by just how naturally they fell into something so much bigger than either of them expected after their first encounter in Savage Prince.  It was obvious they were destined to be everything to one another.  I’m not sure either of them could have found another who would have understood their idiosyncrasies as effortlessly as they did for each other.

Meghan March has proven herself exceedingly capable of tying me in knots with her novels.  I find myself salivating at the anticipation of getting another installment of her addictive stories.  She writes with such fluid intensity and develops beautiful, flawed, powerful characters, and I can’t get enough of any of it.  She’s a phenomenal storyteller and seems to have a knack for knowing exactly how to draw her readers in and then leave them clambering for more.

Who knew things could get even darker and dirtier in New Orleans? New York Times bestselling author Meghan March introduces the Savage Prince of the city, the man you never want to meet. 

I do what I want and who I want. I don’t follow anyone’s rules—even my own.
I knew I shouldn’t touch her, but it didn’t stop me. 
Didn’t stop me the second time either. Only made me want a third. 
My lifestyle suits the savage I am, and she doesn’t. 
But Temperance Ransom is my newest addiction, and I’m nowhere near ready to quit her yet.
I’ll have her my way, even if it means dragging her into the darkness.
Hopefully it doesn’t kill us both.

Savage Prince is book one of the Savage Trilogy, set in the same world as Ruthless King, however you do not need to read the Mount Trilogy to devour this scandalously hot new story.

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Unthinkable. Unbelievable. Inconceivable.

I don’t recognize what my life has become. I can’t tell where the lies end and the truth begins anymore.

He came into my world and urged me out of my safe little corner.

All my dreams are coming true except the one thing I want most— my own happy ending.

But I’ll fight for it.

For now.

For always.

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A New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels, Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had.


NEW RELEASE!! Siren Enslaved by Lexi Blake ~ Sarah A’s Review

Re-released in a second edition with new scenes.

Julian Lodge has everything a man could want. He’s rich, successful and owns the most exclusive club in Dallas. But something is missing.

Finn Taylor has worked his way up in the world from humble beginnings in Willow Fork, Texas. The only thing he still loves in his hometown is Danielle Bay. He never told her he was actually bisexual, and he never confessed his love for her. Now she’s getting married, and Finn is sure he’s lost his chance with the only person he’ll ever love.

Julian’s vacation to the Barnes-Fleetwood ranch brings them all together. After Dani jumps into Julian’s car while fleeing her wedding, Julian knows he has to have her. But nothing is easy in Willow Fork. A danger from Julian’s past threatens them all. Julian will have to convince both Dani and Finn that being his will be the best decision they ever made.

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Lexi Blake delivers once again.  I am so happy she decided to re-edit and release the novels she wrote as Sophie Oak.  They’re outstanding and engrossing.  Siren Enslaved held me captive from the second I picked it up until I read the final word.

Siren Enslaved is the third book in Lexi Blake’s Texas Siren’s series.  The book has been re-released with new scenes.  This book can be read as standalone, we see a little of Julian in the first two books in the series, but they deal with another relationship, one we do see in this book.  We also see a few of our favorites from McKay-Taggart in this book, which I was totally on board with.  Siren Enslaved is written in third person alternating limited perspective, switching between Julian, Dani, Finn, and a few other key players.

Julian was so aloof, so unaffected in the first two novels in this series; I was keen on figuring out what made him tick.  He was a tough nut to crack; he even seemed hesitant to admit to himself what he’d been through and what he needed and wanted.  In the end, though, my heart broke for the broken little boy he was and the hard, hollow man he’d allowed himself to become.  Dani’s softness and devotion, Finn’s steadfastness, were excellent complements to Julian.

Siren Enslaved is a little insta-lovey, but in this context, in this world where trust has to be so freely and completely given, the openness that is imperative in a power-exchange relationship, lends itself to a deeper, quicker relationship most people are used to, so it felt natural.  The added dimension of the traumas Dani experienced in such a short timeframe also lent to a bond that went beyond normal circumstances.

I wish Julian and Finn’s connection would have been more fleshed out.  I could feel their attraction to one another whenever they were together, and both of their relationships with Dani were well-developed, while the link between the two men felt lacking.  There was one conversation, in particular, that happened off page which I think would have gone a long way to building a foundation for Julian and Finn had we been able to experience it.

Lexi Blake is quickly becoming my gold standard for all things BDSM and atypical relationships.  She’s able to take these alternative lifestyles and make them feel like they are the standard by which all other relationships should be measured.  Her characters are strong yet vulnerable, broken yet steadfast, and the way they help one another accept all the parts of themselves is always fantastic. Her plots are always highly addictive and intense, and I’m obsessed with her work.  Ms. Blake continually delivers marvelous stories that are highly emotional and wholly satisfying.

“What on earth is that look for?” Julian stared down at her, his lips pulled up in obvious amusement.

Finn leaned over so he could be heard over the loud music. “I think Dani is enjoying her role as town harlot.”

Julian frowned. “Harlot? Why would she be a harlot?”

Dani and Finn laughed together. For the first time, they completely understood something Julian didn’t.

“This is a small town, Sir,” Finn explained. “All anyone is going to talk about tomorrow is the fact that Dani Bay snuck up the stairs at The Barn with two guys. Trust me, she is going to be called all kinds of names. Mostly to her back, though.”

She shrugged. It was to be expected. At least no one would be feeling sorry for her.

Julian’s face went dark, and his fingers tightened around hers. “They had better not say anything where I can hear it.” He relaxed and nodded down at her. “I’m going to speak with Jackson, dear. You and Finn stay together. We’ll be leaving shortly. We’ll retrieve Finn’s things and go back out to the ranch.”

He turned and walked off, supremely confident that his orders would be met.

He turned back suddenly. “And stay out of trouble.”

Dani grinned. He didn’t look so confident that she would follow that edict. He walked away. She watched his gorgeous ass as it disappeared into the crowd. When she turned, she noticed that Finn was watching, too.

“I’m sorry.” Finn pulled back slightly, his hand coming out of hers. That look was back in his eyes.

“Are you going to be an asshole?” she asked.


“I thought we worked through this, but it looks like you’re going to be an asshole.” She wasn’t putting up with it. Maybe she would have before but being with them had changed her.

Being with Julian and Finn together seemed to have altered something fundamental in Dani. It had been beautiful. She’d never felt as deeply as she did when they were kissing her, loving her. There had been that terrible moment when she was sure Julian was leaving, but he’d stayed. He had to care about her. He cared, and Finn cared. She wasn’t going to let anyone take that away from her or make her feel ashamed. That was hers.

Finn stared almost blankly and then shook his head. “I’m sorry. I spent so long trying to hide this from you.”

“Hide what? That I knew you were gay? I was well aware of that. Why did you get upset because I caught you drooling over Julian’s ass?”

His eyes slid down. “Damn it, Dani. This is why I stayed away. I knew it should be only the two of us, but I wasn’t sure I could do it. I’m not sure I can stay away from men.”

Julian was shaking his head at Jack, who seemed to be teasing him something fierce. Dani stared at him for a moment. She noticed she wasn’t the only one. All around her, other women had their eyes on the hot new guy. They could look, but Julian was hers. He might not know it, but she planned on keeping him. And Finn. As soon as they ironed out a few things.

“And it never occurred to you to say, hey, Dani, here’s the problem. Let’s see if we can solve it? No, you decide to keep your mouth shut and almost let me marry someone I didn’t love because you didn’t want to admit you’re bi.”

“Damn it, I didn’t want to lose you. I love you, Danielle. You’re the only thing in my life that’s permanent. I would rather keep you in my life than lose you because I can’t be normal. It should be two people. A marriage should be two people.”

Oh, yes, she had to fix his way of thinking. “Says who? The old biddies at church? Screw them. Why does everything have to be one way? What we did up there didn’t hurt anyone. It isn’t anyone’s business but ours. I love you, Finn, but I think I’m falling for Julian, too. Can you handle that?”

“I can certainly try, baby. I was willing to love you from afar. I prefer loving you up close.”

Re-released in a second edition with a prologue and three new chapters.

Two cowboys looking for love…

Jack Barnes and Sam Fleetwood met in foster care. Over the years, they’ve become best friends and partners. They share a business as cattle ranchers and a house. There’s only one thing missing: a woman to share. The men are sure they’ve found that woman when Abigail Moore arrives in their small town, Willow Fork, TX.

A woman trying to find her place in the world…

Abby left her hometown twenty years before under a cloud of scandal. She’s raised a daughter, forged a new life for herself, and is ready for the next phase when she meets the handsome cowboys.

One small town that’s ready to explode…

They’re a dream come true—Jack is the sexy Dom, and Sam the playful lover. It’s everything she’s ever fantasized about. There’s only one problem. She’s still not welcome in Willow Fork, and someone is willing to kill to keep her away.

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Re-released in a second edition with new scenes.

Jack and Sam married Abby. It was supposed to be for forever, but lately Abby wonders where her alpha male has gone. Jack has retreated and life has become decidedly vanilla. It isn’t the true marriage she and Sam wanted. Sam and Abby know the time has come to fight for what they need.

A call from his mentor forces Jack to revisit the club where he discovered his sexuality. Jack’s half-brother is in the city and interested in a little blackmail. Can Jack handle two defiant subs and a brother in need of some tough love?

Sometimes all it takes to find the way home is a little love and a lot of mischief.

Come back to the beginning and revisit some of your favorite old characters or find new ones to love. Siren in the City has been revised and new scenes added. And if you look closely, you’ll find not only the beginnings of the Sophie Oak world, but also the seeds of how McKay-Taggart began…

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NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.

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The Elizas by Sara Shepard ~ Sarah A’s Review

When debut novelist Eliza Fontaine is found at the bottom of a hotel pool, her family at first assumes that it’s just another failed suicide attempt. But Eliza swears she was pushed, and her rescuer is the only witness.

Desperate to find out who attacked her, Eliza takes it upon herself to investigate. But as the publication date for her novel draws closer, Eliza finds more questions than answers. Like why are her editor, agent, and family mixing up events from her novel with events from her life? Her novel is completely fictional—isn’t it?

The deeper Eliza goes into her investigation while struggling with memory loss, the closer her life starts to resemble her novel, until the line between reality and fiction starts to blur and she can no longer tell where her protagonist’s life ends and hers begins…

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I often get caught in such a loop of romance novels I forget how much enjoy a true psychological thriller.  The Elizas was quite the mindfuck, and I’m still not sure what was real, what was fiction (within fiction), and what was completely imagined.  I’m certain this is one book I will be thinking about for some time.

The Elizas is a standalone novel.  This is a psychological thriller with minimal romance, for those of you who are used to me reviewing romances.  The Elizas is written in two different styles, Eliza’a narration is in first-person perspective, and her novel, The Dots, is written in third-person limited perspective.

I loved how this novel was delivered, the book within a book format, and reading the book Eliza is about to have published as we are getting her story.  The play back and forth between Eliza and Dot was fascinating.  Sarah Shepard did a sublime job of building up two different plots in order to tell the incredibly riveting story of a fickle girl.

The story within a story aspect of this book was ingenious.  I found myself completely caught up in both stories so much; it eventually became difficult – for Eliza and me – to delineate where she stopped, and Dot started.  Between the fluidity between Dot and Eliza, Dot’s aunt Dorothy and Stella, and the shadowy figure Eliza continually glimpses, the security of self and the identity of those we think we know was constantly changing and in question.  It was enthralling.

By the time I finished the novel, there wasn’t a single person I hadn’t questioned the intentions of.  The characters, no matter the time they spent on the page, were highly developed and unique.  It seemed as if each and every one of them was hiding things.  From Eliza, from each other, from the reader.  Such is the intention of an unreliable narrator, and Ms. Shepard gave us a great one in Eliza.

Sara Shepard’s Pretty Little Liars series fascinated me, and I was ecstatic to get the chance to check out her foray into adult fiction.  She delivered a multi-faceted and engaging story, full of fascinating characters with dubious intentions.  I was wholly invested in figuring out the intricacies of Eliza’s world and was left reeling by the time the novel finished.  Ms. Shepard is truly a fantastic author with an incredible knack for weaving a quirky, intense, psychological thriller.

Sara Shepard is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Pretty Little Liars series. She has also written other Young Adult series and novels, including The Lying GameThe Heiresses, and The Perfectionists. Sara now lives in Pittsburgh with her family.

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