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Prove Me Wrong

Prove Me Wrong

By Tessa Marie


March 2, 2015


A single secret changes everything.

With no college ambition—or desire to care—Luke Hannon’s ready to bail on school before senior year even begins. But when he spots the hot new girl reading an upside down map, he changes his mind.

Hailey Saldino desperately wants to start fresh at a school where she’s free of the snide remarks and hurtful stares. A place where no one knows her past…or her son, Brady.

Luke wants a no strings attached, physical relationship, until Hailey becomes more than a cute girl in a skirt. Usually his bad boy reputation hooks the ladies but it won’t be enough to land a girl like Hailey. Needing a lasting approach, Luke decides to be honest. No lies. No BS. As the connection between them deepens, Luke shares all his shameful secrets.

Afraid to lose one of the few people who’s ever looked at her as something other than a slut, Hailey buries herself in compounding lies. And when Hailey’s purposeful deceit blindsides Luke, he must decide if he’ll walk away, or accept Hailey and the little man she already loves.




Tessa Marie lives in the same town she grew up in on Long Island, NY with her long time boyfriend and their fish. Her debut novel (NEVER) AGAIN, a NA romance, released in Fall 2013 with Berkley (Penguin) and (ONCE) AGAIN released last summer under her real name, Theresa Paolo. She is also the coauthor of the Amazon bestseller KING SIZED BEDS AND HAPPY TRAILS and BEACH SIDE BEDS AND SANDY PATHS, a YA contemporary series. She has a hard time accepting the fact she’s nearing thirty, and uses her characters to relive the best and worst years of her life. She put her love of writing on hold while she received her Bachelor’s Degree in Marketing from Dowling College. When she’s not writing, she’s behind a camera, reading, or can be found on Twitter, Pinterest and Facebook.

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The caramel aroma that scented the air was thick. The smells of the Annual
Wilson Orchard Apple Fest always began to permeate the streets the night
before. Thin lines of smoke trailed from windows and front porches down
residential streets of Woodstock, awakening the noses and stirring hungry
bellies one at a time until they found the Harper residence.

This was going to be Owen Harper’s first year at the festival. His dad
took off special from his job at the warehouse just so he could take his
middle son to the hometown tradition where the town’s best bakers lined up
their pies made of the fruits from Old Man Wilson’s trees.

Owen liked the pies. He always ate them when his parents or grandparents
brought them home. But what he really wanted to do was go on the Ferris
wheel. His older brother James had been to the festival twice. James was
ten, and he’d always been tall, so he could pass the height requirement
easily and ride alone. But Owen was not yet five, so he would need a
chaperone. His mother worked long hours at the hospital, and his father
rarely got a weekend off. But today…today was an exception. And today,
Owen Harper would ride the Ferris wheel and look out over the town until
he could see the roof of his house.

He promised to bring his younger brother Andrew to the festival one day
too. He’d be old enough to walk to the festival on his own then, and tall
enough to serve as his brother’s chaperone—and together they’d both feel
like they could fly.

Owen’s dad talked to himself a lot. It wasn’t anything unusual to Owen.
He’d often watched his father have arguments within his own mind, his lips
muttering fragments of words over his cereal. He learned to ignore the
nonsensical tirades his dad would have with someone who seemed to be
invisible while he drove his son to school. And the long hours on the
porch at night, when his dad would stare off at nothing for hours at a
time—those were routine, too. Owen loved those nights the best, because he
would get to lie in the hammock, and sometimes he’d wake there in the

Bill Harper was talking to himself a lot today. And everyone was staring.
But Owen didn’t understand why. Nothing was unusual.

His father paid their admission, and his son breathed in deeply, his lungs
so full of the caramel, cinnamon, and apple fragrances that he was sure he
could actually taste them.
His father’s hand was rough from working heavy machines for hours every
day, and when he pulled his son’s hand into his, his skin felt scratchy.
Owen didn’t care. His own fingernails were chewed away and his palms were
dirty from his morning hunt for worms in his mother’s garden. He squeezed
his father’s hand tightly and let his grin stretch the freckles on his
cheeks as he took in the sounds of popcorn popping, kids screaming on the
roller coaster and carnival workers yelling out from all directions to win
Everything about today was perfect—just as Owen had dreamt it would be.

Bill Harper pulled his son up to the ticket booth, and stood him next to a
hand-painted post. Owen stood tall, stretching out a little and lifting
his heels up just enough that the woman checking his height wouldn’t
notice he was cheating. He didn’t want anything to go wrong, and this
would be just a little bit of insurance. In the end, he didn’t have a
reason to worry. He was forty-four inches—two inches taller than the
requirement. Still too short to ride alone, but tall enough to ride. And
that was all that mattered.

As his dad handed the tickets to the man wearing overalls and working the
controls for the Ferris wheel, Owen noticed the people in line behind him
staring again. His dad was talking off to the side, arguing with himself
over something. But it was nothing unusual. His dad did this—often.
Sometimes Owen did it too, because he wanted to see what it felt like.

Their brows were all pinched, and when one woman pulled her two girls in
close to her body, away from him and his father, it made Owen angry. He
sneered and actually let out a faint growl, which only made the woman hold
on more tightly to her girls, who looked like they were about the same age
as Owen. Their blond hair was pulled up on either side in pigtails. They
wore matching dresses—pink—and they looked afraid. He had scared them, and
eventually they left the line.

Owen was pleased.

He forgot all about the angry and frightened faces as soon as his carriage
lifted from the platform and he and his father climbed higher in the air.
The wind was colder up there, and everything about the day smelled like
Halloween. It was morning, so the lights weren’t on for any of the
festival rides, but it didn’t matter to Owen. The earth looked magical
from up above.

While their cart was paused at the top, Owen twisted in his seat, counting
rows of trees and buildings until he was sure he had the right road in his
view. He counted chimneys to seven. And then he was sure he found it. He
turned back around when the wheels started to spin again, satisfied that
he could now check off the box in his mind—the one to see his house from
up above.

He wanted to show his father. But Bill Harper was talking to himself. His
son had learned it was better not to interrupt. He’d wait. His turn to
talk would come eventually.
It always did.

After four more pauses, every carriage on the wheel was full, and the ride
began its first full circle, the speed faster than Owen had expected. It
was a little scary, and he wanted to hold his father’s hand, but Bill
Harper was still talking, his hands flying in front of him in various
directions while he argued with someone—the person Owen could never see.
The air was cold when the wheel hit its top speed, so the young boy pulled
the zipper up on his jacket with one hand, his other hand gripping the bar
in front of him tightly. As he leaned forward, he noticed the woman with
the two blond girls standing below, and he thought about spitting. He
didn’t, but he chuckled to himself when he pictured it.
His dad would think that was funny. He liked things like that. Bill Harper
was very much a boy—he liked dirt, and messes, and swear words and beer.
Owen wanted to grow up to be just like him.

By the third pass of the wheel, Owen was no longer nervous, and he
loosened his grip on the bar in front of him. He wasn’t brave enough yet
to stretch his arms out, but he could close his eyes. With his head tilted
toward the sky, he smiled big and shut his eyes tightly, letting the crisp
air sting his face. With each pass along the ground, he heard the laughing
and yelling of more people entering the festival, and the closer his cart
climbed to the sky, the fainter those sounds became, until they started up

This was going to be the best memory of his life. He knew it.

His car paused at the very top while the riders on the other end of the
wheel exited their carts. His ride was over. It was perfect.

When his father reached around and unclipped the latch, Owen didn’t
flinch. His dad worked with machines all day. He had worked with them for
years. He knew what he was doing. He didn’t make a sound when his father
stood up, reaching for the long support beam above them. He held on tight
when the cart swung forward. His father didn’t tell him to, he just knew
he was supposed to. He wouldn’t want Owen to fall out.

It wasn’t until his father took his first step out onto the beam below
that Owen knew something was wrong. And then he saw the face of the woman
below. He heard one of the little girls scream. Owen’s world shifted, and
everything began happening in slow motion. He slid his body to the place
where his father had just been sitting, he reached his tiny hand—the one
scuffed with dirt and scratched from trees—out to grip his father’s leg,
hoping he could just reach the denim of his jeans…reach anything. He
reached, and reached, and reached. But no matter what, Owen was too small,
his arm not yet long enough.

He tried to scream, but no sound would escape his mouth. His lungs felt
flat. His stomach felt sick. This was no longer going to be his favorite

His father’s boots gripped the beam, and his large hands held on to the
large steel bar above him. He was moving slowly down, closer to the center
of the Ferris wheel. He was moving down, and that was the only thing that
made Owen feel okay.

The words of the carnival worker were a blur. He heard the man who ran the
ride speaking over a loudspeaker, but he couldn’t quite make out what he
was saying.
Owen turned behind him to see if someone was coming to help, but that cart
was empty. The one below him was full, and he could see a man with two
kids sitting still, watching Owen’s father climb out into the center of
the wheel, his hands letting go every so often to point while he yelled.

Bill Harper was yelling. He was yelling at someone who was invisible,
someone who couldn’t be heard yelling back. He was pointing at him,
shoving him, laughing wildly, and then crying.

Then he took a step, and Bill Harper fell to the earth.

In the end, all anyone could seem to talk about was how sad it was that
Carolyn Potter’s apple pie went to waste that year.

Owen never went to the festival again.

And he’d make damn sure his baby brother never went either.


Kensington Worth had a vision for her senior year. It involved her best friends, her posh private school in downtown Chicago and time alone with her piano until her audition was perfected, a guaranteed ticket into the best music programs in the world.

Instead, a nightmare took over.

It didn’t happen all at once, but her life unraveled quickly—a tiny thread that evil somehow kept pulling until everything precious was taken from her. She was suddenly living miles away from her old life, trapped in an existence she didn’t choose—one determined to destroy her from the inside, leaving only hate and anger behind. It didn’t help that her neighbor, the one whose eyes held danger, was enjoying every second of her fall.

Owen Harper was trouble, his heart wild and his past the kind that’s spoken about in whispers. And somehow, his path was always intertwined with Kensington’s, every interaction crushing her, ruining her hope for any future better than her now. Sometimes, though, what everyone warns is trouble, is exactly what the heart needs. Owen Harper was consumed with darkness, and it held onto his soul for years. When Kensington looked at him, she saw a boy who’d gotten good at taking others down when they threatened his carefully balanced life. But the more she looked, the more she saw other things too—good things…things to admire.

Things…to love. Things that made her want to be reckless.

And those things…they were the scariest of all.


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Author: R.S. Grey

Release Date: March 1, 2015

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Five minutes until the interview begins.

Fresh on the heels of her college graduation, Cameron Heart has landed an interview at a prestigious architecture firm.

Four minutes until the interview. 

She knows she’s only there because the owner, Grayson Cole, is her older sister’s friend.

Three minutes. 

For the last seven years, Grayson has been the most intimidating man Cammie has ever had the pleasure, or displeasure, of being around.

Two Minutes. 

But the job opportunity is too good to pass up. So, Cammie will have to ignore the fact that Grayson is handsome enough to have his own national holiday. 


After all, she shouldn’t feel that way about her new boss. And, he will be her new boss.

“I’m not scared of you,” I said with a confident smile.

“Perhaps we should fix that, Ms. Heart. Close the door.”


I paused just outside of the front doors and took a deep breath, trying to get my bearings. I was twenty minutes early for my interview. My outfit was still wrinkle-free. My pad-folio was filled with extra copies of my resume and reference letters, and I’d rehearsed every possible question that Grayson Cole would ask:

Greatest weakness? My inability to settle for anything less than what I deserve. I’m stubborn and persistent.

The honest answer? My inability to overcome my schoolgirl crush on you even though you’re a self-righteous ass.

I would NOT be giving him the honest answer.

I am a lover of books, chocolate, reality TV, black labs, and cold weather. Seriously, if I had it my way, I would be curled up on the couch with all of those things… everyday.

I live in Texas where I spend my free time writing and reading. My favorite authors include Mindy Kaling & Jonathan Safran Foer. I’m a comedy geek and love all things “funny”. Women like Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, and Mindy Kaling are definitely the biggest inspirations for my writing, though I think my work tends to skew a bit smuttier than theirs.

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What Lies Beneath by Charlena Miller REVIEW


Set in modern-day Scotland and laced with adventure, romance, and hope, What Lies Between reminds us that love and belonging are often discovered in the most unexpected places.

Trust has never come easily to Ellie Jameson. A broken past taught her that self-reliance is the only option—no one sticks around for the long haul. When a fateful letter arrives with news of an unexpected inheritance, she sees a silver lining in the tragedy that seems to follow her. Anxious to leave American city life for the rugged Scottish Highlands, she sets off to claim her fate in a whirlwind of determination. Captivated by the land of stunning lochs, fiery whisky, and a particularly charming Highland local, it seems things may finally be turning around . . .

But nothing could have prepared Ellie for what awaits at the Glenbroch estate, where she soon discovers very little is as it seems. The rugged, romantic Highlands harbor old secrets and vengeful enemies, entangling her in a web of lies and betrayal. As the line between ally and enemy blurs, Ellie is in danger of forfeiting her inheritance—as well as her heart.


It’s a nice story with likeable characters. I found it to be very predictable but the reader still continues to make sure the solution is what is expected. It does have two twists that make it interesting, but overall it’s a nice story that unfolds easily with enough character development to keep you reading.

COVER REVEAL- The Hazards of Sleeping with a Friend by Alyssa Rose Ivy

We are extremely pleased to bring you the cover reveal for Alyssa Rose Ivy’s THE HAZARDS OF SLEEPING WITH A FRIEND!! THE HAZARDS OF SLEEPING WITH A FRIEND is a New Adult romance and the fifth book in Alyssa’s Hazards Series. Add it to your Goodreads shelf! THE HAZARDS OF SLEEPING WITH A FRIEND will be available March 26th!!


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Warning: Sleeping with a friend might change your life forever.

Sleeping with Kyle was never in the plans. Pretending to be his girlfriend was one thing, but letting our relationship become anything but platonic was another. The problem with mixing friendship with sex is that inevitably feelings get involved, and when that happens there’s no turning back.

When Kyle’s life fell apart around him, I needed to help, but doing that meant opening myself up to the most terrifying thing in the world—falling in love.


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Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand.





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All of a sudden I felt a hand sliding up my leg from under the table. My body tensed and I screamed.

“Try to stay quiet,” Scott whispered into the receiver in my ear. “It’s me. I thought we could have a little alone time. Tell them you spilled water on yourself.”

Scott was under the table? Who was manning the camera? What if someone noticed?

“Chris, you okay?” Allie asked.

“Answer her,” he whispered against my knee.

“Yeah, just spilled my water,” I replied, spilling it for proof. Unfortunately I couldn’t see and it went all over me. It was fine, at least now every part of me was wet.

“Garrett is watching the feed, but I have the shot set from the tablecloth up. If we get caught, I’m screwed, but I couldn’t help myself. You make me wild and reckless,” he whispered.

A waiter came up behind me and handed me a napkin and a new glass.

“Your dress was so tight I was pretty sure you couldn’t be wearing any panties,” Scott said into my ear.

Damn, in addition to Scott’s many other talents, I guess he was also a panty psychic.

“The thought of you without panties made me so crazy I had to know.” He slipped his head under my dress and between my legs, laying small kisses along my upper thighs. “Glad to see I was right,” he crooned, starting to go at me with his tongue.

Well, who needs an appetizer?

“It wasn’t fair that you were the only one tasting something amazing tonight,” he whispered into my receiver “Stay quiet, stay hot.”

I sipped at my replaced water, or attempted to.

I listened as the waiter described the next course: grilled endive and calamari, but, with Scott’s tongue working me over, all I could taste was metal. My heart felt like it was going to fly out of my chest—it was impossible to keep still. I wanted to rock against him, to moan, to tell him I liked it, hell, I fucking loved it, but I knew I had to stay totally motionless, totally silent. It was like his mouth was a heat source, and I was trying to keep from boiling over, when the whole point was boiling over.

“What do you think, Chris?” my best friend Allie asked.

“I think…” My words were labored. Scott didn’t even stop, if anything, he went faster like he wanted me to respond with my opinion of what he was doing to me. I could feel him stroking me with his thick, wet tongue.

“It’s amazing, ahhh…”

Scott stopped.

“Stay quiet if you want me to be able to finish you off,” he whispered into my ear piece.

“Amazing, ah-mazing. Sorry,” I said, trying to recover, “I’ve just never tasted anything so good.”

I definitely wanted Scott to be able to finish me off. I wanted it more than anything. I saw the release his tongue offered like a light at the end of all this darkness, a blinding, stupefying light.

“It’s okay,” Allie said. “I wouldn’t scream out its name in bed or anything.”

Scott, I screamed in my head, because I would scream out his name in bed. I wanted to scream it out now, to beg him to continue. Scott, make me come the way only you can.

“Good girl,” Scott whispered, going right back to licking me like mad. A heat bloomed up from my core. I steadied myself against the table with both hands. “You taste so good,” Scott hummed. “Come for me.”

I bit the inside of my lip and the tang of blood hit my tongue, the pain matched only by the pleasure I couldn’t show.

He went at me harder. My orgasm started to escalate, a deluge of burns being doused, Scott’s tongue igniting a flame that my willing body flooded out. My insides convulsed like they were clapping for him. All I could do was hold on tight and enjoy the ride, and I did again and again.

The Reality O Synopsis:

Fifteen Contestants, Twelve Episodes & One Very Big O

When my best friend Allie posted about my need for an inaugural O on a prominent dating website it was meant to be a joke.

A joke she was supposed to delete.

But her post started an internet and media frenzy and, when I was offered fifty thousand dollars to star in my own reality competition show, I had no choice but to say yes.

The Orgasm Virgin was supposed to help me meet a carnal companion who could finally bring me to climax.

Unfortunately, the one person I want to win the undying allegiance of my, well, you know, can’t be in the running at all.

Now in an L.A. mansion with fifteen very persuasive contestants vying for my attention and one undeniably sexy Production Assistant secretly getting it all the word ACTION has a whole new meaning…

Candy Sloane is an erotica author and the fictional creation of Lisa Burstein from the New Adult novel Sneaking Candy. The Orgasm Virgin is her debut novel.

Author’s Note: This book is about sex. There are men kissing women, women kissing women, and men kissing lady parts. It is not meant for readers under eighteen, or my mother.


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5430977Candy Sloane is an erotic romance author and the fictional creation of Lisa Burstein from the New Adult Novel Sneaking Candy. The Reality O is her debut novel.

Lisa Burstein is the author of the Young Adult Novels: Pretty Amy and Dear Cassie, and the New Adult Novels & Novellas: Sneaking Candy, The Next Forever, The Possibility of Us, and Again. She lives in Portland, Oregon with her very patient husband, a neurotic dog and two cats.

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Um. This Book was like the rated NC-17 version of the bachelor.

Scott actually gave me kind of a creepy feeling and while some characters were really funny and the overall idea of the book was pretty comical, I didn’t actually love Chris. I still give it three stars because it’s over-the-top and cheesy but fun at the same time.

Ricochet Blog Tour/Review

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Title: Ricochet
Author: Jessica Wilde
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 23, 2015
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It’s the last thing I remembered.

I was afraid.

Afraid to fight, afraid to run… afraid to breathe.

Then, everything had gone dark. As if life was finally hearing my pleas, my cries to end the torment. To end the fear.

But even in the dark, I still felt it.

I always felt it.

My life had been a ricochet of one event leading to the next. Bouncing back and forth from good to bad. Happiness to despair. Hope to fear.

My name is Arianna West. I’m stronger now. Steady. Alive.

I can find a way to survive on my own. I can see what is coming for me. I can channel my fear into strength.

Except… I didn’t see Jack.

And Jack changed everything.

For readers 18+ due to language, violence, and sexual content.

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I laughed. A laugh so deep that the muscles in my abdomen flexed. How long had it been since I had felt that? Too long. I hadn’t really laughed in a long time and something so simple had brought it out of me.

Jack had brought it out of me.

“God, I missed that laugh,” Jack whispered.

I went silent, so suddenly that my breath couldn’t keep up and it came rushing out with the emotion that had been built up inside of me.

Tears immediately sprang to my eyes and the heaviness in my chest was back.

My life had changed so much. Everything had changed.


“Ari, please don’t cry.”

He had turned his body towards me and was holding my face in his hands. The tears running down my cheeks didn’t make it far. He wiped each one away.

He saw the moment my control slipped and I just couldn’t seem to stop the tears. That’s when he pulled me into his arms. Arms that had always made everything better. Strong fingers combed through my hair, down my temple, across my jaw, then retraced their way back up and into my hair once more. He was giving me whatever comfort he could while I sobbed on his chest.

I should have been embarrassed about the quick change in my mood. I should have felt ridiculous. Childish. With Jack, though, I never had to worry about being anyone but myself no matter who I was now.

“So much is gone,” I said in a broken and weak voice. “So much is missing from me.”

“No, Ari. You’re still in there, babe, just a little harder to reach.”

I shook my head. In denial? I wasn’t sure. He was only half right.

“I’ve bent too far for too long. I’m broken,” I whispered. So much regret came pouring out of me and I couldn’t control it.

I had been slowly breaking for three years and my determination to move on was waning much faster than I could ever keep up with.

Jack buried his fingers in my hair and I felt the press of his lips on the top of my head. When he spoke, the tone of his voice sounded defeated. Resigned. “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”

I sniffed as the rumble in his chest vibrated against my cheek. His shirt was wet from my tears and I knew I looked like a mess, but I looked up at him anyway.

“What is that from?” I asked.

“What? You don’t think I could come up with something so profound by myself?” he teased.

“I know damn well you could, Jack.”

He looked at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine and his fingers sweeping a lock of hair back behind my ear. If I didn’t know any better, I would think he was reading my mind, seeing all my secrets, all my broken places. “It’s Ernest Hemingway. He said that.”

“Do you believe it?”

“I do. So much so that I tattooed it on my shoulder the first chance I got,” he mumbled with a short chuckle.

I glanced down at his shoulder. It was too dark to see much of anything, but the moonlight streaming in the window showed enough when he lifted his shirt sleeve. The words were there, permanently inked into his skin just above a complex shape that I couldn’t quite make out.

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“No, Jack. It’s over now, it doesn’t matter. I don’t have the ability to focus on that part of my life. I’ve got too many other things to take care of before I go back to being… well, a woman that just wants to be loved.” “Ari, I -” “Let me finish,” I said sharply and held my hand up in between us. He shut his mouth and nodded. “I know I should be grateful for what I had and I have no one to blame but myself for the decisions I made, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to be that woman. Every woman just wants to find that kind of love, that kind of companionship, but I’m not like them anymore.” Jack’s frown deepened and I could see that he wanted to argue.

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Ari loved Jack. Jack left when she was finally old enough to have him. He left her and her brother Jake, his best friend. Ari found what she thought was love. She was wrong. Now back with her brother Jake and running from her abusive boyfriend she runs into Jack where she never expected too. Together Jack and Jake save Ari. The love Ari and Jack have for each other is obvious to everyone but each other. When Ari’s ex continues to haunt her Jack steps up and finally shows her how much she means to him.

Jessica Wilde hits another home run with the beginning of a great series.

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About The Author

I live in Morgan Utah with my husband, daughter, and dog, Kolo. I write as often as my active daughter will let me and my husband has the patience of a saint. I find inspiration from dreams, people I meet, and life experiences. When I write, I usually end up drinking one too many cans of Peace Tea, eating three too many Fruit by the Foot fruit snacks, and accidently kicking my pup and best buddy, Kolo, too many times since he loves to sleep under my desk at my feet.
I started writing as a teen, but my fear of the unknown won out every time and I threw everything out. After becoming a mother and deciding to stay at home to raise my beautiful little girl, I tried again when I couldn’t stop thinking of ideas. I loved every minute, every hour of sleep lost, and every character that came to life in my mind.
It’s strange, but my favorite moments are when I have writer’s block because I can turn to my husband and find inspiration through him by just doing what we do best together. Talking, laughing, and just being in love. He doesn’t like to read, but he never stops encouraging me to keep going.
Writing has become an important part of my life and every book has a special place in my heart.

Jessica Wilde

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Ghost of You Blog Tour/Review


The Ghost of You

by Amanda Burckhard

Release Date: 12/30/14

Swoon Romance
Summary from Goodreads:

Emmy has everything she’s ever wanted: a hot boyfriend she adores, great friends, a promising future, and even a well-connected family. But one night rips it all away.

A car accident shatters her world, claiming the lives of her twin brother and her best friend. In the wake of the accident, her friends drift away, her family falls apart, and her boyfriend cheats.

The grief is more than she can handle, so she finds escape at the bottom of a bottle of painkillers. Taking the pills makes her brother alive again, if only in her head. Seeing and talking to her brother as if he were still alive is the only thing that keeps her going. Until Logan King moves to town.

Logan sees past the mask of pristine popularity she wears in public and he’s the only one who can tell she hasn’t moved on. His uncanny ability to read her forces her to open up and she starts to fall for him, no matter how unwilling she is to admit it. But Emmy isn’t the only one keeping secrets and when a close brush with death sparks events that bring everything to light, Emmy will have to decide what’s more important: learning how to forgive and move on, or holding onto the pills and the ghost of her past.


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Amanda Burckhard grew up exploring bat caves and hunting for dinosaur bones in the Black Hills of South Dakota. When she wasn’t crossing paths with mountain lions, she was making up stories and devouring books at the library. Although, she still does that.

Amanda loves to travel and cross out things on her adrenaline packed bucket list. Some of the things she’s been able to cross out include see an active volcano erupt, ride a gondola in Venice, and pet a tiger.

She currently lives in North Sioux City, South Dakota and works as a microbiologist by day. Some of her obsessions include comic book movies, hot chocolate, sushi, sunshine, and Doctor Who.

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4 Stars

Emmy has a fairly perfect teenagers life. Great friends, a great brother, even if he is a bit of a pain and a great boyfriend. One night an accident changes all of that. Her brothers death and his girlfriend, one of her best friends death change Emmy’s life in an instant. Finding solace and her brother in a bottle of pills she hides who she really is now and puts on a mask for everyone in order to keep her brother around. Until Logan. Logan sees too much and he has a secret of his own. When their truths come out both of their ives will change and they will need each other to me past the pain of someone else mistake.

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The Color of Happiness by KP Gazelle REVIEW


Faith Lane is the girl who has everything. At least, that’s what everyone thinks when they see her rocking a killer dress while laughing with her best friend, Tiffany. But Faith’s life is far from flawless. Her peers torment her relentlessly, and her parents expect her to be the epitome of perfection. Criticized and pressured at school and home, Faith retreats into silent acceptance and finds an escape in her passion of dancing. Then she meets Alex – quirky, forever with a pass, and concealing a mysterious secret of his own. And through his encouragement, Faith starts believing in her gift for dance and gains courage to stand up for herself. But will she be able to keep her footing when the events of one night consume her with the need to jump off the rocky cliffs near her coastal home? And what has pushed her to the edge of reason?


This is truly a heartwarming story about the life-changing affects of our first true love. Although I figured out a large portion of the story, I still felt compelled to continue reading to see how the characters evolved. It was nice to see the simplicity of young love, devoted friendship, and how even the most cruel people could have a change of heart. It’s a tear jerker, so grab your tissues and enjoy…

Eight Hundred Grapes by Laura Dave REVIEW


There are secrets you share, and secrets you hide…

Growing up on her family’s Sonoma vineyard, Georgia Ford learned some important secrets. The secret number of grapes it takes to make a bottle of wine: eight hundred. The secret ingredient in her mother’s lasagna: chocolate. The secret behind ending a fight: hold hands.

But just a week before her wedding, thirty-year-old Georgia discovers her beloved fiancé has been keeping a secret so explosive, it will change their lives forever.

Georgia does what she’s always done: she returns to the family vineyard, expecting the comfort of her long-married parents, and her brothers, and everything familiar. But it turns out her fiancé is not the only one who’s been keeping secrets…


I found this to be a very boring story. I found myself scanning pages because the story line was not engaging. The main character is a selfish girl without direction. She is a well established corporate lawyer but acts like a 12 year old. Everyone is breaking up; no one is with who they want to be; and it seems as if people love each other but are with others. The most interesting part was that I knew the area the story was located. 2 stars.