Blog Tour, Review and Giveaway: Wanting Reed by Antoinette Candela

“Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to.”

How do you live with yourself when you are the reason you lost the one thing that meant the most to you.

Timing is everything and for Reed, he can never seem to catch a break. When Reed returns to Boston to redeem himself he finds that Elle has already moved on, building a new life, a new beginning. He needs her to know that he meant every word before he left, that he never meant to leave her. Will he ever get that chance to tell her?

How do you love again when the one person who made you feel like you were his whole world left you with a broken heart? Hoping that life and new friends could keep her memories and feelings for Reed at bay, Elle chases life and all that it has to offer until she is confronted with heartbreak again.

Is time and space enough to get past losing your once in a lifetime or will Elle be always Wanting Reed?

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“Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to.”

This is book 2 in the Break Me series and unlike Breaking Elle, which had a major cliffhanger, Wanting Reed has a happy ending. Although I enjoyed the story, I think that it was a bit long. The first half of book could have been cut in half because I don’t think that it added too much to the overall story.

The book is told from both Elle’s & Reed’s POV, but featured a lot more of yummy, yummy Tyler. And picks up where Breaking Elle ended. I wouldn’t recommend reading this until reading the first book as this book is not a stand alone. Also, this review may contain spoilers about the first book, so stop reading if you haven’t read Breaking Elle.

Elle is heartbroken when Reed doesn’t come back from Texas like he said he would and now feels like everything he said and promised her was a lie. Being betrayed by Cade and now being betrayed by Reed is too much for her to bear. And Elle’s best friend Tyler is there with open arms to pick up the pieces because he is in love with her and hopes to have a future with her. To ease her pain, she decides to give Tyler a chance because it feels so familiar and safe in his arms.

 As I look at him, everything we’ve been through over the years lingers around me like a warm blanket. This feels right for some reason on so many levels. I’m not sure how far I want to take this, but at this moment, it’s what I want. – Elle

Then Reed comes back for her, Tyler convinces him that he is too late. But Elle is not sure of her feelings about Tyler because her thoughts keep coming back to Reed.

 … Tyler wraps his arms around me. I need my friend right now. Is that what we are? I don’t know exactly what we are anymore. There are brief moments when I question what I’m doing with him. Am I looking for a temporary escape from my pain, or do I truly want more with Tyler? I tried to make an attempt to reach out to Reed, but he disappointed me. I put myself out there again only to be disillusioned. In the back of my mind, I still believe everything he told me. The last thing I want to do is use or hurt Tyler because I am still heartbroken over Reed. The feelings for Tyler are there, but I’m unsure if they are for all the right reasons. I squeeze Tyler back, resting my head against his chest and feeling his heart thrumming against my cheek. I don’t want to break his heart as I’m trying to mend mine. – Elle

Just like Breaking Elle, Wanting Reed is seriously sexy and hard to put down. I was hoping that the next book would be Luke’s but Tyler will work too. 😉 He deserves his happily ever.

 My life before her is a distant memory. I have her to look forward to. Better than heaven. Everything that I could ever want in my life is right here in this warm bed. I understand so much about love now. It can hurt you, but also bring you so much happiness. The heat, the power and the lightning you feel can go either way. I’ve felt it all with her. The highs and the lows. I’ve learned that I’m actually worthy of this kind of love. – Reed

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“Best view ever.” I spin around in the direction of his smooth voice and immediately soak him in. He’s leaning against the doorjamb with one leg crossed over the other and holding his arms behind his back, looking as impeccable as ever. His shaggy brown hair is just the right length, resting at the nape of his neck, just enough for me to pull.  He’s wearing a pair of deep blue warm-up pants that hang loosely on his narrow hips and a matching blue jacket unzipped at the neck with a tight, white T-shirt peeking underneath.  Reed has become more toned and defined with all the training he’s been doing for NFL tryouts. I am definitely reaping the benefits of that right now. A smirk crosses his face as his piercing blue eyes scan every inch of my scantily clad body.  I know all too well what’s on his mind.  His sensual eyes remain on me as he strolls toward me and pulls out a box from behind his back.
“For you.” He winks, kissing me hungrily on the lips. He smells freshly showered and spicy and tastes like minty like his toothpaste.I squint my eyes at him, taking the plain white box with a big red bow and ribbon from his hands.  After agreeing for him to pick out my Halloween costume, he’s been like a little boy at a candy store.  I catch the smirk on his lips and the glimmer in his eye when I hold it in front of me.  
“What’s wrong?” He asks with a laugh. 
“I’m just worried about what’s in this box.”
“Don’t be. Trust me.  You’ll love it as much as I do.”
“Well, isn’t that reassuring?” I grin, poking him in his chest.
“No need to worry. You’re going to look delicious.”  The corners of his mouth turn up wickedly. “You’re with me and only me.”
“Oh, aren’t we being a little possessive?”
“Maybe a little.” He looks down at me and plays with strands of my hair. “Speaking of a little, I need a lot. Right now,” he says, grabbing me by the waist. “Trick or Treat?” He winks.
“That all depends on what’s in this mysterious white box,” I reply with a quirked eyebrow as I set the box down on the dresser. Closing the space between us, he groans in satisfaction when I rub my body against his.
“Don’t worry about what’s in there.  I need something sweet,” he growls, running his lips down my neck as he gently backs me up toward the bed.
“First, I get to choose what you’re going to be for Halloween.” I give him a beguiling smile as I eye him up and down, imagining him in a snug-fitting gray and blue uniform. “Cop.”
“Cop?” he replies, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, I’ve always had a thing for men in uniform,” I whimper, placing my palms flat on his chest and sliding them down to the waist of his pants. “I have this fantasy of you frisking me and cuffing me to the bed.”
“Oh fuck I’m loving this fantasy of yours,” he moans. Grabbing my ass, he tightly presses me against his heat. “I can definitely make that come true for you.”
“What the charge, Officer Reed?”
“Concealed weapon and indecent exposure,” he growls into my ear as he lifts me and throws me onto the bed.  I glance at the clock and up at him as he slips off his clothes and crawls over me.  “Or should I say decent exposure?” he rasps as he deftly unclasps my bra, palming one breast while he puts his soft lips on the other.  
“Oh… baby. Do you think we have enough time?” I gasp, trying to finish my thought, but it’s futile.
“Don’t worry about Tommy and Juju. They’re adults.  I’m not rushing anything right now. I want to practice, get into character. I’m going to be one bad cop, baby,” he says with a grin playing across his lips.
“Are you going to book me?” I murmur innocently as his tongue skims over my lips.  
“I want to fuck you instead.  Is that all right with you?” He grins as he spreads my legs with his body, cradling himself between my thighs.
Staring into his eyes makes me want to fulfill his every desire. I will not deny him.
“Yes.” I pant. “Yes.”  My hands instinctively fist in his hair and I pull.  
“I think they call that assaulting a police officer. He says in a gravelly voice. “You can do some hard time for that.”
“Hard, huh?”  I bite his lower lip, grinding my hips against his erection. “Throw the book at me, officer.”
“I am doll,” he says through a smile, as he lowers his mouth around my aching nipples. He sucks and bites on one and then the other. I close my eyes, devoured by a sea of pleasure that only he can give me. “You like how that feels?”
“Yes, baby.” My gasp. “Please… Reed…if you don’t put your cock inside me right now, I’m going to die.”
“I need to taste you first.”
The mere sound of his words make me heady and causes my body to go into a frenzy. Oh, god. His declaration unleashes a torrent of need in me. My body can’t wait any longer.  My next words come out in a breathy whisper.
“Whatever you want. My body is your temple.”
“Good.”  He smiles salaciously, trailing his hand down the length of my body. “I fucking want you so damn bad.”
He blazes kisses down my body and then his wet, hot mouth devours my clit.  He circles his tongue around my folds while his fingers move in and out of me. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” he moans in ecstasy.  I place my hands on his head, guiding his mouth over me.  His indulgence  pushes me to the edge.  Lifting his mouth off me, he plunges his fingers deep inside me and rubs my nub with his thumb while he kisses my stomach. He moves back down, replacing his fingers with his mouth.  I can barely speak as his tongue fiercely laps over my clit again and again, increasing the friction with every stroke. There is no other feeling like it, and I scream in elation. I feel the vibration of his mouth as he groans against me while I come.  After a few minutes, he kisses his way back up to my mouth as I fist his hair in my hands and tug.
“Baby, please, I want you inside me. I want more.”
He smiles and continues kissing me and ignoring my pleas. His hard cock rubs against my stomach, clearly exhibiting how much he needs me.  I need him. I lower my hand and start to stroke him, but he pulls my hands away and holds them above my head. There is nothing I can do as his cock twitches against me. I love feeling completely vulnerable with Reed.
“Believe me, baby, I’m going to give you all of me,” he moans, sliding his cock across my sensitive skin.  My heart beats feverishly in my chest when I feel him enter me. My hips impulsively rock back and forth against the heat of him.  He moves up and down, allowing me to feel every inch of him thrusting deeper inside me.  
He takes one of his hands and moves my head to the side, deftly pulling my hair to kiss me and sighing into my mouth. “You feel so fucking good.” His voice is filled with lust as he keeps his precise, focused rhythm, plunging inside me as I tighten around him. I mewl when he pounds deeper and harder into me, digging my nails into his shoulders as I rock my hips against him forcefully. “Does it feel good, doll?  I want to hear you say it, baby. Tell me,” he whispers into my ear. “Tell me you want me to make you come again.”
“Make me come,” I moan. “Please, Reed.”  Every muscle in my body instantly tightens as I stare into his eyes.  My heart is pounding, and I fist his hair in my hands as he works me so good.  Pressing my legs against him as hard as I can, the orgasm rips through my body recklessly, consuming every bit of me like only he could allow.  He pants hard and continues to thrust and pound until moments later I feel him release his warmth inside me.  A groan escapes his mouth as he presses his powerful body on top of mine. He finds my lips and gently collapses next to me where we lie quietly for a couple of minutes; the only sound is our labored breathing.
“Can we try something new next time?” I finally break the silence, pushing the hair away from his eyes and pulling him closer to me so that I can reach up and kiss him again.
“Sure,” he replies, kissing my shoulder.  “Whatever you want.”  I close my eyes as he caresses me in all the right places.  I never realized how much my body yearns and craves his touch until tonight.
“Cuffs,” I say, opening my eyes.  The guarded, dark look in his eyes sends a shiver through me. It thrills and frightens me at the same time.  I want it that way. The pleasure and pain.  
“Oh…shit. I like the sound of that,” he growls. “I’m going to use you, worship you and love you. Please, let me make you mine,” he whispers into my ear. “You trust me, baby?”
“I trust you.” For some reason with everything we’ve been through, trusting him comes so naturally.
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Antoinette Candela was born and raised in Upstate New York and is an avid New York Yankees and Dallas Cowboys fan. She moved to Boston in her twenties and attended Northeastern University to study Business Management. As a child, she enjoyed reading and writing and penned her first story at the age of thirteen. She has always had a vivid imagination and finally decided to put her thoughts and musings down on paper.

Breaking Elle and Wanting Reed are her first self-published works with many more to come.

A few other interesting facts about Antoinette include: she is of Italian decent, has three brothers, was a tomboy growing up, plays the clarinet and dabbles with the piano. When she’s not planted in front of her computer writing, she can be found at the gym, running her kids around Boston, or at the beach soaking up the rays and enjoying a good book.

    
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Blog Tour: Beginning with Forever by Lan LLP

     CEO Carson Bradley is rich beyond boundaries in the pharmaceutical world—being the co-founder of a targeted treatment for early stage cancer. With a missing soul, he strives each day to find a cure for the disease that took his first love away at the young age of seventeen. His mother finally convinced him to marry a woman equal his striking good looks and affluent status. On his way to St. Marten to marry Bianca, the woman he doesn’t love, a tropical storm diverts his plans by forcing him to jump out of his private jet and into a black violent ocean. Carson floats ashore and is rescued by a medical student, Lillian, who’s studying abroad.

    Lillian Ly is humble and kind and has a generous heart as vast as the universe. Being raised poor by a single parent; she matured quickly and respected the sacrifices her mother made for her. Lillian’s determination leads her down a stringent five-year path with no room for love.

   But regardless of their plans of avoiding love, they can’t deny the immediate attraction they have for each other. Carson and Lillian fall deeply and passionately in love. Unfortunately, their happily ever after doesn’t come without a severe price tag for Lillian. Carson drags her into his dangerous world of immense wealth and deceit. Lillian is the remedy for his broken heart, so he refuses to let her go at any cost. With endless tears and turmoil, she accepts to endure them all because Carson is the only man she’s ever loved. They promise to stay forever true from the beginning to the end. 

He rips my panties off. The crisp, echoing sound of torn lace makes me even hotter. “Not good enough. Promise me, Lil.” His voice is more demanding and authoritative. Am I finally seeing and hearing the real Carson? He drops down to his knees to place his head between my thighs, gently spreading them apart. Oh god, I feel his pounding tongue, taunting and coercing me to tell him what he wants to hear. He’s too good at this. I’m not a worthy opponent against his seduction.

“Uh…uh…yes, I promise,” I pant as his velvet tongue glides inside my pulsing walls, tasting the sweet result of his doing. Without any warning, I hear a soft buzzing sound and then vibrating sensation sends my entire body into an explosive volcanic eruption. “Uh…uh…Carson, oh my god!” I moan and then clench my jaw, trying to hang on to my dignity. I find myself gripping the sheets tighter and then my fingers find their way through his thick, dark hair, pulling him closer to me with my bound wrists.”

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     Over a long year ago, I picked up a pen and wrote the first sentence of a fantasy that I’ve imagined ever since I was a daydreaming little girl—minus the steamy parts of course. That initial sentence was the seed that grew into my flowering romance book, “Beginning with Forever.” With all my heart, I wrote, rewrote, edited, re-edited and now, I’m finally ready to share it with all of you. My one and only aspiration for this book is to have readers embrace my story and characters with their heart. If I can make someone laugh till their gut hurts, hate with vengeance, cry till their eyes dry out, fall in love all over again, drool over the hero or feel any other emotions, than I’ve succeeded my goal.

    I’m the sappiest person in the world when it comes to romance. Don’t laugh! I believe in love at first sight, Prince Charming or Mr. Hot Billionaire in my book, and happy endings. In my heart, every women deserves all three, and they will when they lose themselves in my books. Your fantasy can become your reality with just the flip of a page, so come join me.

 

Blog Tour and Playlist: Spurs and Stilletos by Ashley Johnson

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Hope Trahan has everything she wants and everyone she needs…except her sister and someone who really is deserving of her. Who knew two separate events would turn everything completely upside down? When her best friend drags her down to the rodeo to help clear her head the last thing she expects is to meet a sexy, sweet talking cowboy. That’s not what she came for but fate had other things in mind.

Wesley Tyler owns two national titles and is riding his way to the next. The day he meets Hope, he knows there’s no going back. He soon learns Hope carries ghosts with her she can’t quite shake. She holds things she wishes she could let go of. Wesley just may hold the key to helping her overcome it all. Can he win her over and help mend her broken walls or will her past hold her down?

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“Excuse me ladies.” The voice comes from nowhere and I look around spotting Amber first with her jaw on the ground. She’s speechless, this never happens with her. My eyes roam to find what’s got her in a comatose state and standing right in front of us is a guy in Wranglers so tight it should be a crime and a baby blue dress shirt with those snap buttons. This guy is playing this cowboy part a little too seriously. His boots are even worn like they are the only pair of shoes he owns. Oh brother, is he kidding me? I roll my eyes while Ambers jaw is still on the floor.

She slowly closes her mouth and manages a weak smile. “Hi.”

My eyes feel like they are constantly rolling, this is a damn joke. We’re next at the concession stand and I lean forward asking for a Bud Light. The girl hands me a big plastic cup filled to the brim. Thank you God. I take a big sip letting the cool liquid slide down my throat. I look back to see he’s still standing there and he’s looking at me. Practically staring. His green eyes are sparkling like emeralds and it takes a second before I’m able to tear mine away.

“I’m Wesley.” That drawl in his voice is almost making me swoon but I stop it. He extends his hand out to me. I can practically hear Amber scoff and I’m agreeing with her. Why isn’t this guy talking to her? I am nowhere near ready to speak to another guy.

Baffled, I just stand there trying to decipher what’s going on. “I’m Amber, this is Hope.” Amber interjects and I shoot daggers at her begging her to shut up. She’s smiling, and I know exactly what she’s doing.

“Nice to meet you Hope. I won’t bite, I swear. I may nibble and that’s it.” Oh man Wesley sure has some nerve! I’m rolling my eyes again and I’m really praying he doesn’t notice because I’m not trying to be rude.

“Nice to meet you too,” I mumble.

“I hope you like the rodeo tonight.” He says never taking his emerald green eyes away from mine. The intensity of his stare takes my breath away.

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My name is Ashley Johnson and I live in Lake Charles, La with my fiancé and our daughter. I graduated high school in 2003 and graduated college in 2008 with an associate’s degree in Criminal Justice. I’ve always loved to read and write and that’s what I do 🙂

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Blog Tour, Review & Giveaway: He Belongs With Me by Sarah Darlington


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Author: Sarah Darlington
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
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Identical twins, Maggie and Clara Ryder, both grew up with Leo Maddox, billionaire playboy, apparent alcoholic, and heir to his grandfather’s world-famous Maddox hotel empire. Their roles were cemented long ago: Maggie, as his best friend and Clara as his childhood nemesis.

But when a simple twist of fate changes everything and both girls start to fall for the lean, mean, ridiculously sexy and seemingly spoiled Leo… which girl will win his heart?

Throw in a little mischief, drama, and one smoking-hot bartender and lines are sure to blur. But one thing’s for certain, neither good-girl Maggie nor rebellious Clara will be satisfied until they each figure out where they belong. 


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“If you love someone, you just love them. Flaws and all. You can’t hate someone and love them at the same time—it doesn’t work that way. Love is all or nothing. Sometimes your own issues get in the way, but once you strip away all the noise, you find that there is just love underneath.” – Maggie

 I was quite surprised when I read this book. I had heard that it had a Cruel Intentions feel to it and it did a little in the beginning but as you get to know that characters, you really grow to love them. He Belongs With Me is written in the POVs of identical twin 21 year old girls, Maggie & Clara, and they could not be more opposite even if they tried.

Maggie is the perfect one. She dresses nice, looks like a proper daughter of ex-golf pro, country club owner father and Clara is the wild one who likes to dye her hair purple.

Leo is beyond rich and lives just a short walk across the greens of the country club’s golf course and is Maggie’s best friend and Clara’s nemesis. Whenever Clara and Leo get anywhere near each other they verbally battle each other. But one day, that all changes and changes the course of everyone’s lives forever.

… a very stunning and terrifying realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Somewhere between yesterday and today, I’d developed feelings for Leo Maddox. I couldn’t see it earlier, but I couldn’t deny it now. ‘Feelings’ and ‘Leo’ were two words that should never be used in the same sentence. (I am not telling which sister I am quoting because I don’t want to ruin it!)

“I like you. I more than like you. As hard as I try, I can’t seem to stop and I sure as hell don’t want to try anymore.” – Leo

If you are looking for an angsty read, this is a good choice. I started the book really disliking Clara, but by the end I realized that she was just misunderstood and wasn’t the biggest bitch in the world!

So…. who gets Leo? You will have to buy it and read it!

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How dare he make me start questioning everything? How dare he make me feel something I shouldn’t for him? I found my voice and my breath. “I accidentally saw you naked this morning and so-freaking-what if I happened to like what I saw, okay? Are you trying to say you like me?”

“Yes,” he said in a tone so serious it made me want to duck under the table.
“No… No! NO! You can’t. Not now. Not after all these years of being so mean to me. It’s not fair. If that’s how you feel, then why are you such a jackass?”
I waited for my childhood nemesis’s usual spiteful response, but it never came. Instead, he simply finished the conversation by saying, “You’re right. I’ve been mean to you for far too fucking long. It ends tonight.” Then very carefully, very calmly, he slid his beer and mine to the other side of the table. I watched him with guarded eyes, my heart jack-hammering against my ribs.
“What are you doing?” I demanded.
He stood, ignoring my question, and started moving toward me.
“Don’t you dare.”
Still he came.
“Leo.” I tried one last time, but my voice came out in a terrified whisper.
With the confidence of a rock god, he came to me. He grabbed one of my now trembling hands, and in a single swift motion, pulled me up and into his arms. I let him do it too. I let him because I knew what was coming and I had no willpower to stop it. Then, Leo tangled his hands in my hair in a way so tender and out of character that if my eyes weren’t open, I wouldn’t have believed it was him.

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“Clara?” His eyes searched my face, screaming with unexpected vulnerability and fear. He seemed genuinely worried about me. “What’s going on? Say something, please. Are you okay?”

I nearly lost my nerve. How easy it would have been to kiss him and fall into his arms all over again? A big piece of me wanted to do just that, but one moment of weakness was all I was going to allow myself for the day. “Am I okay?” I asked him, trying to sound indifferent and not angry. “What’s that annoying code word you and Maggie used to say all the time? The two of you probably thought I was too dumb to crack that little language you created to use against me. Oh yeah, I remember now. Peaches. I’m just totally peaches.”
Standing tall, I reached my arm above his head and slowly poured the remaining contents of my beer on top of him. A shocked breath left his lips, but he didn’t budge and took the beer shower like a man. “Real mature, Clara,” he grunted, glaring a shitload of hate-fire my way as the liquid coated his hair, face, and clothes. Angry as hell and soaking wet was a good look on him.
“That’s for making me care,” I told him, setting my empty glass back down on the table. Then my hand swung hard and made stinging contact with his wet face. “That’s for being a jerk to me since we were kids. And this…” I stood up on my tiptoes, grabbed hold of his handsome, shocked face, and planted one firm kiss on his wet lips. “That’s so you know I’m not fucking around.” I held onto him for another moment. “Prove it to me,” I whispered. “Prove to me you aren’t an ass and I’m all yours.”


Then I pulled away, turned on my heel, and left Leo standing there, soaking wet and stunned.

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Sarah Darlington lives in the DC metro area, is married to her high school sweetheart, and currently spends her time chasing around a very active toddler. As a former flight attendant, she misses the days of pantyhose, galley gossip with good friends, and traveling to new places. In the future she’d like to return to that career, but, just as flying gets into your bones, so does writing. Whenever she gets a free moment these days, she writes.
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Blog Tour & Review: On The Ropes by Christa Cervone

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A murderer’s child…A foster child…A troubled teen…Gabriel ‘The Saint’ Vega has never had an easy life. Being shuffled from one foster home to another after his father murdered his mother, he found himself in and out of trouble with the law. Never giving a damn about himself, let alone anyone else, his life was spiraling out of control; fast. Until one man and one sport changed everything.

Frankie Carbone taught Saint how to handle his anger and rejection; by fighting it out in the ring. On his way to stardom, Saint finds himself pushed into the spotlight and into the arms of more women than he can ever imagine; he’s completely content with one night stands and random sex.

Then Salem Harris comes walking into his life and changes his game plan. Saint finds himself wanting Salem in all the ways that scare him. She is off limits; taken. But that doesn’t stop Saint from going after what he wants, and he wants her.

Frankie showed Saint a new way of life with Boxing, but will Salem give him the one thing he’s never known – love? Will Saint find himself fighting for the one thing he thinks he doesn’t deserve or will Salem end up breaking his heart? Gabriel ‘The Saint’ Vega has had to fight for every good thing he’s gotten in his life. Can he go the distance?

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My thoughts drift to creating a fantasy of Salem and me. We’re in the locker room at Frankie’s gym and I’m all hot and sweaty from training. I have her pinned up against the wall and she’s completely defenseless against me, but she’s into it. Her skirt is up around her waist and the little piece of fabric she calls underwear is interfering with what I want. I grind my body up against hers and my dick is swelling as I rub up on her thigh. My hands roam freely over her body, finally landing on her tight ass. Our tongues are dueling and I’m drunk on her taste. The scent of the perfume or body spray she’s wearing is tormenting me until I’m at my breaking point. “God, Salem, you smell so fucking good; it makes me wanna fuck you until you can’t remember your own name,” I growl. Her hands tighten in my hair and a stronger wave of her scent drifts into my nose as I inhale. My chest is heaving at my thoughts and my breathing is labored. Sliding my hand into my boxers, I adjust myself to get more comfortable and my thoughts are almost immediately back with Salem. Her perfectly manicured nails are clawing at my back now as I dig my fingers into her legs. I kiss her neck roughly as she pants in my ear, “Make me come, Saint.” Then she bites my earlobe and I lose control. I’m so anxious to have her that I rip off the expensive panties she’s wearing and slam my cock into her like her pussy is my saving grace. I smile when she screams in pleasure as she comes apart in my arms.

Unconsciously, my hand slides back down into my boxers until it meets my aching erection. This time I begin stroking myself; I just can’t help it. Salem…there’s just something about her…I’m not sure if it’s her beauty or the fact that I’ll have to work to get her. But, whatever it is, she will be mine.

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“A champion shows who he is by what he does when he’s tested. When a person gets up and says, ‘I can still do it,’ he’s a champion.” – Evander Holyfield

I really enjoyed this book even though I’m not a very big boxing fan. Most of the book is written from Gabriel’s POV with a very small POV from Salem. It is a bit cliffy – it is not a crazy cliffhanger, and the book definitely ends, but you know that the story is far from over. I hope that Christa doesn’t make us wait too long for book two!

Gabriel had a very rough childhood. After his father murders his mom, Gabriel and his little brother Jason are split up and sent to different foster care homes. Unfortunately, they lost touch over the years and Jason turned to drugs. Gabriel was lucky enough to get off of the streets and away from trouble with the help of Frankie, a man that would become Gabriel’s friend, coach, mentor and pseudo father. Now, he is undefeated in his weight class with a very bright future.

Salem was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and first meets Gabriel when her boyfriend offers him a job being the spokesperson for his new state-of-the-art boxing gym. She tried to ignore him, but he doesn’t make that easy to do. Salem is studying to be a lawyer to help underprivileged children.

 Salem…there’s just something about her…I’m not sure if it’s her beauty or the fact that I’ll have to work to get her. But, whatever it is, she will be mine. – Gabriel

Something is happening between Salem and Gabriel but she loves her boyfriend even though she thinks that he is cheating on her. They have a long history and their lives are very intertwined.

 She’s intoxicating to me; her scent, her lips, her eyes, and the way our breathing is in sync. As my face inches closer to hers, I’m fighting with myself not to kiss her because I know that once I start, I won’t be able to stop. I’ll want more than just an innocent kiss. I’ll want all of her. – Gabriel

“I should’ve never agreed to come here with you today but I couldn’t say no, Gabriel. I feel it too. I wish I didn’t, but I do!” – Salem

I will be anxiously awaiting the next book!

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I was born and raised in Western Massachusetts and I’m a married mother of three who married her high school sweetheart, Frank. I don’t really have too many hobbies. I like to watch my kids play sports. I do photography on the side (weddings, families, babies etc). I’m Minion & Adam Levine obsessed. I enjoy listening to all different types of music, Maroon 5 & P!nk being some of my favorites.

Achievements — I was on the Top 20 Erotica as well in being on the Movers and Shakers List on Amazon with “Broken.”

I’m currently working on her second novel titled “Going the Distance” which will be released Fall 2013 as well as a third novel titled “Saved.”

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