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Eu me apaixonei por Connor Drake. Eu não queria; eu lutei contra, mas mesmo assim me apaixonei. Com suas palavras. Sua poesia. Com ele. A gentileza e beleza de sua alma falam diretamente com a minha. Ele escreve como se ele pudesse sentir meu coração, escutar sua cadência e compor a letra perfeita para acompanhar suas batidas. Eu estou apaixonada por Connor… então, por que eu sinto essa inexplicável conexão com o seu melhor amigo Weston? Ranzinza, taciturno, pensativo Weston Turner, que pode te cortar com um olhar. Absurdamente inteligente, com uma astúcia afiada e uma língua ácida, ele é o exato oposto de Connor em todas as maneiras, e mesmo assim tem uma eletricidade no ar entre nós. As farpas afiadas que ele mantém em torno de sis mesmo não conseguem me manter à distância. Mas quanto mais tempo eu passo com esses homens, mas enroladas e confusas ficam as minhas emoções. Quando os dois assinam para irem para serem Reservistas do Exército, durante um tempo em que as lutas estão crescendo no Oriente Médio, eu temo que eu nunca irei desembaraçar meu próprio coração que as vezes parece que irá quebrar exatamente ao meio… por eles dois. ************** Bring Down the Stars é uma emocionante história de amor não correspondido, cheia de angústia, escrita pela auora Emma Scott, e é inspirada pelo conto clássico de Cyrano de Bergerac. (Roxanne) Esse é o Livro I do Beautiful Hearts Duet, e será lançado neste verão. Livro II, Long Live the Beautiful Hearts, será lançado algumas semanas depois.

I fell for Connor Drake. I didn’t want to; I fought against it, but I fell in love with him anyway. With his words. With his poetry. With him. The gentleness and beauty of his soul that speaks directly to mine. He writes as if he can feel my heart, hear its cadence and compose the exact right lyrics to accompany every beat and flow. I’m in love with Connor…so why do I feel an inexplicable pull to his best friend, Weston? Grouchy, sullen, brooding Weston Turner, who could cut you down with a look. Fiercely intelligent with a razor sharp wit and acid tongue, he’s the exact opposite of Connor in every way, and yet there’s electricity in the air between us. The thorny barbs Weston wraps around himself can’t keep me away. But the more time I spend with these men, the more tangled and confused my emotions become. When they both sign up for the Army Reserves during a time of increasing strife in the Middle East, I fear I’ll never unravel my own heart that sometimes feels as if it will tear straight down the middle…for both of them. ********** Bring Down the Stars is an emotional, angst-filled novel of unrequited love by bestselling author, Emma Scott, and is inspired by the classic tale, Cyrano de Bergerac. (Roxanne) It is Book I in the Beautiful Hearts Duet, coming this summer. Book II, Long Live the Beautiful Hearts, to be released a few weeks later. #lovetriangle #confusedhearts #notamenage

 

Except

Later that night, Connor lay sprawled on the couch with SportsCenter blaring, scrolling his phone. I sat at the kitchen table, tapping my pen against an empty page in my notebook and contemplating running as my Object of Devotion. I couldn’t muster the blood and guts to put it to paper. I liked running. It served a purpose, but did I want to make it my life?

“Oh shit,” Connor cried from behind me.

“What is it?”

“I accidentally texted her.”

“Who?” I said, knowing damn well who.

“Autumn. I was fucking messing around and I hit that stupid predictive text thing, then panicked and hit send.”

“So what?”

“I don’t text or call a girl until at least three days have passed.”

I set down my pen and turned around. “Are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious. It looks desperate to text her the same day.”

I hid a smile. “What did you text?”

“Just ‘yes’.” His eyes widened. “Shit. She’s texting me back.”

Connor jumped up from the couch and came to where I sat, standing next to my chair as we both watched his phone.

Yes…? J

Connor typed, Hey.

I smirked. “Really?”

“Yeah, so?”

A pause, then a new text bubbled up. What’s up?

“Now she’s annoyed,” I said. “Or impatient.”

Connor looked to me. “What do I say?”

“Why are you asking me?”

“You’re good at this shit. How many papers did you write for me at Sinclair?”

“This is not the same thing.”

“Ballpark.” Connor made a face. “Dude, she’s waiting.”

I frowned, thought for a moment. “Tell her the truth.”

“Hell no—”

“Tell her the truth but make it better. Tell her you were messing with your phone while thinking about her. Tell her that you wanted to talk to her so badly, your subconscious made it happen.”

“Oh, that’s good.”

Connor’s fingers flew, and then he hit send.

There was a pause and no answer.

Connor frowned. “What’s this mean?”

“It’s good. I mean she’s thinking about what you said.”

The rolling dots of Autumn’s reply came in.

The old ‘accidental text’ move? I feel like I’ve seen that before…;-)

“She’s not letting you off the hook so easily,” I said, smiling despite myself. “Don’t deny. Tell her she’s one hundred percent right. You’ll make any excuse to talk to her.”

“That’s perfect, man.”

Connor typed and hit send.

I like your honesty, came the reply.

“Hey, it’s working.” Connor beamed. “Now what?”

It was working, and I didn’t like what it was.

“I don’t know, man,” I said, waving a hand. “Type something. Whatever you’re thinking.”

“I want her to go out with me.”

“Then ask.”

With a horrible fascination, I watched Connor type, So, dinner?

“Jesus, dude,” I said.

“What? That’s exactly what you told me to do.”

“Not like that,” I said. “I told you she needs romance.”

I don’t know, she wrote. I have so much work to do already.

“Fuck,” Connor said. He nudged me with his phone. “Wes, man, you do it.”

I blinked. “Do what now?”

“Ask her out for me. The right way.”

I stared.

“Look, this girl is special. I’m not too proud to admit I need back-up getting things rolling with her.” He grinned that winning smile. “C’mon. Just this once.”

“But…”

Connor shoved his phone into my hand. “Come on, man. Do what you do. Write something witty and poetic. Something that’ll impress her enough to get me another text. Another…anything.” He clapped me on the shoulder. “Write something that knocks her on her ass and gets me in the door. That’s all I ask.”

I looked at Connor’s phone in my hand and Autumn Caldwell’s text, waiting for an answer. I felt my best friend’s expectations literally breathing down my neck as he leaned over me.

Ignoring the small ache in my heart, I thought about what I would’ve said to Autumn had it been my phone in my hand, and began to type.

 

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Hoje nós temos para vocês nossa resenha de Dr. Strange Beard, da autora Penny Reid! A Sinopse você encontra aqui.

Today we have our review about Dr. Strange Beard, by Penny Reid. You can found the blurb here.

Resenha

Review

Sabe aquele autor que você lê de olhos fechados, sem nem ler a sinopse do livro? A Penny é um desses autores para mim. Eu sei que dentro das páginas dos seus livros eu vou encontrar personagens bem escritos, histórias inteligentes, uma gama imensa de conhecimento e junto disso tudo, pura diversão. Dr. Strange Beard dá um salto de 5 anos desde o último livro da série, e posso dizer que a cada notícia do que tinha acontecido nesse tempo, mais boquiaberta eu ficava! Em umas eu comemorava que eu estava certa nas minhas suposições, em outras eu queria esganar os personagens relacionados, mas na grande maioria, eu ficava feliz pelo rumo que a história tinha tomado. Roscoe era um dos personagens que estava sempre ali, pelos cantos, nos livros anteriores, mas pouco conhecíamos de sua história. Ah que grata surpresa ele foi! Honesto, romântico, dedicado, um amor de pessoa. Simone e sua família me conquistaram com sua união e maluquices, quero tanto ler mais sobre eles! E que venha o livro do Billy, pois mal posso esperar por sua história!

Do you know that author that you read anything without second thoughts? Penny is one for me. I know I’ll find inside her books a world of knowledge, well written characters and pure fun. Dr. Strange Beard happens 5 years after the last book in the series and it was pure genius to put that GAP. I was left speechless for a lot of the updates, celebrating some and wanting to throttle a certain character. Roscoe was an wild card before this book, as we didn’t know much about him, but I have to say that now I love him and Simone. He is romantic, thoughtful and so much more. Simone is great too and her crazy family deserves to appear more in the next books. Now I can’t wait to read Billy’s story.

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“Simone, this is not one of our adventures from when we were kids. This is not finding Blithe Tanner’s cat. These men are murderers, drug dealers, thieves.”

“I know.” Boy oh boy, did I know. I didn’t want to be here anymore than he did. I was frightened. Yet allowing Roscoe to be taken on his own hadn’t been an option. “I can handle myself, and I can provide backup for you, if you need it.”

Roscoe gripped my shoulders. “Nothing can happen to you, do you understand?” His words were emphatic, his gaze disoriented, desolate, frantic. “If anything happens to you, I’ll . . .” He swallowed, apparently unable to finish the sentence.

My heart twisted to see him like this. I wished there were some way to show him what I could do, what I was capable of, so he would stop seeing me as a liability.

Well, why can’t you?

“Huh.”

Now there was a thought.

Stepping out of his grip, I walked backward to the other side of the room and took a deep breath. “Okay. Come at me.”

He blinked. “What?”

“I want you to come at me.”

“Simone,” he seethed.

“Come at me, bro.” I did that little movement with my fingers, my palm turned upwards. “Come at me or I’ll start singing again.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“Fine.”Frustrating. “I’ll come at you.”

He stood there, features set, looking raw.

Moving quickly forward, staying light on my feet, I faked right and then went left, hooking him behind the back of his leg, catching his arm to twist behind his back, and sending him to the ground—face-first—with a thud.

I winced as he grunted, my knee at the base of his spine, his arm restrained behind his back. “Sorry! But you wouldn’t listen to me.” Leaning forward, I whispered in his ear, “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

Roscoe’s back and shoulders rose and fell with an expansive breath, like he was about to respond, but in the next moment he’d spun his legs to the right, leveraged my knee on his back to throw me off-balance, and slipped his wrist from my hold.

In my defense, my grip had been lax as I was purposefully trying not to injure him.

The next thing I knew, Roscoe had me pinned to the ground, air knocked out of me, him hovering above, and my gun digging into my ribs beneath my shirt. He’d been careful to subdue my legs, likely so he wouldn’t end up with a bruised ballsack.

His stare more probing than angry—which I took as a good sign—he said, “I didn’t teach you that. Where’d you learn that?”

Even though I was still coughing, I smiled and rasped, “Since college, take judo.”

He nodded faintly, his eyes moving between mine, looking concerned. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No.” Endeavoring to catch my breath, I said, “I took it easy on you because I didn’t want to hurt you either, but I’m an asset, not a liability.”

“You’re definitely an asset.” Roscoe frowned, his gaze dropping to my mouth. “And a distraction,” he said, his voice rough.

“I’m a distraction?” I asked, my words still breathy.

I bucked, but he held me fast.

“Yes. . .” His stare turned inward. “You are most definitely a distraction.”

Even though I’d had plenty of time to recover and we’d been holding still for close to a minute, I was still breathing hard. This might have been because of my lingering irritation. Or, maybe it was because the length of Roscoe’s lean body was lying on mine. He held my hands on either side of my head, our faces even, his mouth just inches away.

Was it insane that I hoped he kissed me?

Yes?

No?

Let’s go with no.

He gave me his eyes again and I saw something there, a battle. He looked undecided, at war with himself, straining against something I couldn’t see.

“Roscoe?” I whispered.

Roscoe closed his eyes, and I thought he was going to let me go, but in the next second his lips descended, capturing my mouth in a tender kiss.

I moaned.

I kissed him back.

That’s what one does when Roscoe Winston kisses one. Moan and kiss. Repeat. Because not doing so would be a travesty.

His hold on my hands slacked, his fingers seeking and threading with mine. He settled his hips between my legs, his form relaxing. The weight of him was different now, warmer somehow. At least I felt warm. I also felt cherished as his tongue sought mine, again tenderly, stroking, causing my abdomen to twist and tighten into delicious knots.

He broke the kiss and a protest died on my lips as his mouth trailed down my jaw to the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking, licking, savoring me. What had felt warm and cherishing heated, and my hips tilted reflexively as he nibbled on my ear, cradling his rapidly growing erection.

We both gasped as his hips rocked in an answering yet inelegant movement. It felt perfect and essential in the moment.

“Oh God.” His hot breath spilled against my jaw, a ragged sigh. “What are we doing?”

“I don’t know, but don’t stop.”

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Hoje temos um trecho de Fight for What’s His da autora Laura Kaye! A sinopse você pode ler aqui.

Today we have a excerpt of Fightinf for What’s His, by Laura Kaye. You can read the synopsis here.

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“I got the bandages you asked for. I’ll grab them,” Shayna said.

Without looking at her, Billy nodded once. She heard the frustrated breath he released as she left the room. When she came back up, he was waiting at the top of the steps. “I got it from here, thanks.”

“I can help—”

“I’ve got it,” he said again, not quite meeting her gaze.

“You helped me, so why can’t I help—”

“Shayna.”

“Billy.” She understood how guys like Billy and her brother thought. She’d been around enough Rangers to know they hated needing help. But that didn’t mean they didn’t actually need it. “You won’t be able to reach the back of your shoulder. Let me help.”

He let out a harsh breath, then turned away. “Fine.” He disappeared into his bedroom at the back of the hallway.

She followed the rectangle of light spilling from the master bathroom and found him gathering supplies from the medicine cabinet. For a moment, she just stood in the doorway, because she could feel the anger rolling off of him. “I’m sorry if carrying my stupid desk made your shoulder worse.”

He slanted her a look, and it was clear that he was attempting to beat back his frustration. “It didn’t, so don’t worry.”

“I’m kinda predisposed to think things are my fault, so it can’t be helped.”

He frowned, and this time all the frustration bled from his expression. “Why do you say that?”

Because my idiocy and stubbornness killed my brother. That was what she thought, but what she said was, “I don’t know. Old habit.”

Billy shook his head. “Well, this isn’t your fault, Shayna. And I’d be willing to bet that whatever else you’re worrying about isn’t either.” He closed the toilet lid and sat heavily, and Shayna was glad that he looked away, because his words had unleashed a sting at the backs of her eyes. “I hate that I need help with this. Not that you’re the one helping.”

There went her belly again. “Just pretend I’m Ryan,” she said in a quiet voice.

He smirked up at her. “Why would I do that?”

“Because you probably wouldn’t care if a buddy was patching you up, right?”

He shrugged with one big shoulder. “Anyone ever told you that you can be too damn perceptive?”

“I am a photographer, after all. It’s literally my job to notice things.”

“Mine, too,” he said, tossing an appreciative glance over his shoulder. Their gazes collided. Held.

Made Shayna’s heart beat harder. “So, do I need to do anything special or just clean, bandage, tape?” she asked as her gaze scanned over his burn scars.

“Put antibiotic cream on before you bandage. Otherwise, that’s it. And be sure to pat rather than wipe. Because of the movement of the joint, this spot is the one area that has struggled to heal.”

She washed her hands and ran warm water over a wash cloth, then did as he said. “Let me know if I hurt you.”

“You won’t,” he said. “I can’t feel much where its scarred. My nerves are mostly shot back there.”

Shayna debated whether humor would help or hurt the situation, then went for it. “Well, in case you have one left, I don’t want to get on it.”

One beat passed, then another. Billy chuckled, and the sound did funny things to her chest. “Appreciate that, smart ass.”

She put a playful sauciness in her voice as she said, “You noticing my ass, Billy Parrish?”

He didn’t answer, even though his mental debate as to how to respond seemed to ring loudly, making her laugh as she tended to him.

“This is pretty much the same thing I had to do when I got the tattoo on my shoulder,” she said, smoothing antibiotic cream over the rent skin. She grimaced as she did so, not because she found it unpleasant, but because she worried about hurting him despite his reassurances.

“How many tattoos do you have?” he asked in a low voice.

The question reminded her that he’d seen one of them—her most intimate one, and heat filtered into her cheeks as she positioned the bandage. “Four. The one on my hip, and three on my back and shoulders. Once you have one, it’s kinda addicting.”

“Is that right?”

“Mmhmm,” she murmured, concentrating on the tape. “I think the bottom piece of tape might need to wrap under your arm a little to hold it in place. Is that okay?”

“Whatever you say, Goldilocks.”

“That’ll be Dr. Goldilocks to you, ya git.” She smoothed the tape down.

He chuckled again. “What’s with the colorful cursing?”

She grinned. “I grew up with brothers. Am I offending your sensitive ears, Ranger Parrish?”

“Hell, no,” he said. “I’m a fan.”

“There,” she said, surveying her work. Satisfaction warmed her belly, because she’d gotten to help him. And he’d called her pretty. And said he was a fan of the crazy crap that came out of her mouth. “All done.”

He rose and peered in the mirror. “Perfect, Shayna,” he said, their gazes meeting in the mirror.

And she could’ve sworn he said, “Perfect Shayna,” without the pause between. Especially when he looked at her like he was doing right now.

As if she had on far too many clothes. And Jesus did she suddenly agree.

“Any time you need patched up, consider me your girl,” she managed, still meeting the heat in those brown eyes.

Brown eyes whose reflection looked her up and down. “Don’t you mean woman? Consider you my woman?” he teased, throwing her earlier words back at her. “You know, when I need patched up.”

Shayna released a shaky breath. “Yeah. Exactly.”

He gave a slow nod, then turned to look at her directly, bringing them toe to toe. “Then, consider me your man when you need muscle. Now, how about I go move your car and help you build a desk?”

 

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Quem aí leu o Blue Line Duet e está doido pela continuação, assim como eu? Hoje temos a revelação de capa do novo dueto!! Mal posso esperar para ler…

Who has read the Blue Line Duet and can’t wait to read the sequel? Today we have the cover reveal and I can’t wait to read it!!

The Left Side Of Perfect – Release Day – August 30
Sinopse	Synopsis
Na alegria e na tristeza, até que a morte nos separe… A alegria me capturou; ela que roubou meu coração. E me fez realizar que eu não podia viver sem essa mulher. A tristeza dela roubou meu fôlego — me chutou quando eu já estava caído e me deixou em milhões de nós. Quando eu a conheci, eu pensei que ela era alguém que eu nunca mais veria. A segunda vez que esbarrei com ela, foi uma coincidência. A terceira? Eu não sabia naquela hora, mas ela seria a garota que eu iria casar. Mas a vida não é sempre perfeita. Você tem que pegar o melhor e o pior – mesmo quando isso significa abrir mão dela, tendo ela escorrendo entre seus dedos, e deixar ela ir embora. Eu estou me casando. Isso é para sempre, até que a morte nos separe.	For better or for worse,’til death do us part . . . The better captured me; she’s who stole my heart. And made me realize I couldn’t live without this woman. The worse of her took my breath away–kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots. When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again. The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence. The third? I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry. But life isn’t always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse–even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away. I’m getting married. This is forever, ’til death do us part.

The Right Side Of Forever – Release Day August 31
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Na saúde e na doença, para amar-te e respeitar-te… Isso parece simples, amar alguém incondicionalmente. Dar seu coração. Então por que ela está aos poucos destruindo minha alma com cada ligação não atendida, cada mensagem não lida, cada porta deixada sem abrir? Ela disse sim, e mesmo assim, para ela dicar comigo… eu precisei deixá-la ir embora.	In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . . It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally. To give them your heart. So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened? She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

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Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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Eu não quebrei seu coração e ela não quebrou o meu — nós quebramos um ao outro. Eu nunca parei de amá-la, mas tempo e distância fizeram seu papel cruel e nos rasgou a parte três anos atrás quando ela se mudou para o outro lado do mundo. Agora, depois dessas intermináveis milhas de distância, ela voltou… mas eu não sou o mesmo cara de antes. Bonita, gentil e amável, ela é a mesma – minha esperança. A única que pode tornar meu dia melhor, que pode me fazer sentir novamente com um beijo, um toque, uma noite. Tem muita coisa para eu colocar no lugar agora que estou sozinho e por conta própria. Coisas que eu nunca quis aos vinte e cinco anos. Quando eu recebo uma carta inesperada com pistas para tudo que eu desesperadamente preciso entender sobre a minha família, eu estou certo que tenho que segui-la. Mas isso significa a deixar mais uma vez. Ela diz que irá comigo, e a tendo ao meu lado, isso irá desquebrar meu coração… ou destruí-lo. Essa é a chance que eu tenho que agarrar.	I didn’t break her heart, and she didn’t break mine — we broke each other’s. I never stopped loving her, but time and distance played its cruel role in ripping us apart three years ago when she moved halfway around the world. Now after all those endless miles away, she’s returned . . . but I’m not the guy I was before. Beautiful, kind, and loving, she’s the same — my hope. The only one who can make a day better, who can make me feel again with one kiss, one touch, one night. There’s so much I have to put back in place now that I’m alone and on my own. Things I never wanted at the age of twenty-five. When I receive an unexpected letter that might hold the clues to everything I desperately need to understand about my family, I’m sure I have to follow it. But that means leaving her once more. She says she’ll come with me, and having her by my side will unbreak my heart . . . or destroy it. That’s the chance I have to take.

Excerpt

~Andrew~

She inches her hand across the counter just a little bit closer, and that hand, I want to grab it and hold on. I glance at our fingers, so close all it would take is one of us giving an inch.

Give. Take. Come. Stay.

I can feel the warmth from her hand. One stretch for us to reconnect, so I wait. Wait for her to put her hands on my face and press her lips against mine and kiss me like it’s been killing her not to.

But I can’t wait.

I break first, saying her name in a lonely, desperate rasp. “Holland.”

“Andrew.” Her voice is a whisper.

“Go with me,” I blurt out.

She blinks. “What?”

I shake my head.

Leaving the kitchen, I stalk to the living room, pacing like I can sort out what to do if I get just a few feet away from her.

She’s right behind me, her hand on my arm. “Say it again.”

I swivel around, and with her blue eyes on mine, her body close, I break to pieces. With her, my heart beats too fast, my blood pumps too quickly. I have no will to tell her to stop being so near to me but not near enough to make everything better.

“Say what again?” I ask, as if I’ve forgotten.

“Ask me,” she presses.

And she wins. She fucking wins. “Go with me. Come with me.”

She squeezes my arm. “Is that what you want?’

I cup her cheeks. She gasps. I’ve shocked her. Let’s shock her some more.

Her lips part, and she whispers my name. “Andrew.”

It’s like the stars are glowing. Like the sky is blazing at night. “You know what I want.”

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A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, and #1 Wall Street Journal Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family and has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than 95 times, and she’s sold more than 2.5 million books. In August she’ll release UNBREAK MY HEART, an emotional new standalone romance. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter! laurenblakely.com/newsletter

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Mais uma resenha hoje, e essa é de Respect, da Jay Crownover, com um trechinho de arrancar o coração para vocês lerem! Para ler a sinopse, passe aqui.

Now we have the review for Respect, by Jay Crownover, with a excerpt for you! You can read the blurb here.

Resenha

Review

Quem mais aí estava desde o lançamento de Better When He is Bold esperando essa história? Foram 3 anos de espera, mas valeu a pena! Jay nos entrega a história que todos esperávamos, com tudo que conhecemos do Point e muito mais!! Uma história de traição, amor, descobrimento próprio e perdão, ela tem um grande diferencial das histórias anteriores passadas no Point. Karsen não é como nossas outras heroínas, ela é única, forte e determinada. Até me atrevo a dizer que ele é a mais forte de nossas heróinas e predestinada a grandes coisas. Booker, ah Booker… ou eu deveria começar a dizer Noah? Ele é tão mais do que eu esperava, um personagem profundo e tão merecedor de tudo que conseguiu até aqui. Meu coração dói só de pensar em tudo que ele fez por Karsen. E ó, posso dizer que queria estar no lugar dele quando acontece uma certa cena com um personagem loiro que nós bem conhecemos.  Me senti vingada! Eu sei que oficialmente esse é o último livro do Point, mas ia adorar se a Jay escrevesse mais sobre esse lugar tão fascinante e seus personagens nada perto de perfeitos.

Who was waiting 3 years for this book like me? I’ve wanted to read this story since Better When He is Bold!! Jay delivered a perfect story about the Point, but it is so much more! A story about betrayal, love, self discovery and forgiveness, it is different from the previous stories on the Point. Karsen is different from the other heroines, she is unique, strong and determined. I think I can say she is stronger than most, and predestined to greatness. Booker, oh Booker… Or should I say Noah? He is so much more than I thought! He deserves everything he got and he made the ultimate sacrifice for Karsen. My heart hurts only thinking about everything he has been through. And on that note, I’d love to be on his shoes when he meets with a certain blond… I felt vindicated! I know that this one is supposed to be the last book in the Point, but I’d love if Jay can go back there some day to write more about this not any close to perfect place.

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~Karsen~

I was stuck to the spot, trapped by all the jagged, sharp pieces of my broken fantasies. I wanted to bolt, to run as far away as I could, but I couldn’t move. I felt like the shards would rip me to shreds any direction I turned. Even when the naked woman continued making out with the man of my dreams right in front of me, I was stuck in the same spot. The noises they were making were loud and graphic and all-encompassing. I could hear them echoing in the empty places in my chest where my heart used to be.

Finally, the other woman in the skintight leather skirt and black bra walked over to where I was locked in place. Her hand was light on my arm and she touched me like I was made of glass, even though I wanted to claw her eyes out.

I blinked up at her numbly, letting her guide me around and tow me toward the open front door. “Don’t worry, sweetie. There are better guys out there for someone like you. Guys much nicer than the type of guy Booker is…he’s made for women like me. You are still too new, too pristine, honey, and all he’ll do is ruin you.”

Everyone said that. I was sick to death of everyone telling me that. I didn’t want someone better for me. I wanted Booker.

I finally gasped, pulling a burning breath into my starved lungs. “Today’s my birthday.” The words came out on a shuddering sob. I have no idea where that came from, why I’d share such an intimate detail with the woman who was next in line for Booker’s dick. I’d stop thinking rationally the second I heard the giggling through the door.

She made a sympathetic noise and patted my arm. “Happy birthday, honey. You deserve something special.”

“Roxy. Get back in here. We’re moving to the bedroom.” The other girl’s voice was excited, and I felt her words settle in my stomach like a lead weight.

“I thought he was special.” The words were barely a whisper.

The woman squeezed my arm and I was shocked when she leaned forward and touched her brightly painted lips to my cheek in a kiss that was more like a whisper. I should’ve pushed her away, called her a whore, smacked her across the face…something, anything. But all I could do was watch as her perfect, painted face blurred into a melted blog as tears obscured my vision.

“The fact that you think that proves you’re the special one. Get out of here and go live the kind of life that doesn’t have guys like Booker and girls like me and Rowan in it.” She backed up gently and firmly shut the door in my tear-streaked face.

I don’t know how long I stood outside the door crying and trying to pull myself together. It was long enough to hear laughing voices quiet and disappear as they made their way farther inside the apartment. Once the tears stopped, I used the hem of my t-shirt to wipe away my smeared eye makeup, rubbed away the traces of moisture on my cheeks, and marched back upstairs to Race’s apartment. I wasn’t even all the way through the door before I was telling Brysen I wanted to change colleges. I wanted to go out of state and get as far away from the Point—and from Booker—as possible.

Today was supposed to change everything…and it did. But not in the way anyone expected. Not in the way I’d dreamed about for years.

Right then and there I made the decision that once I left the Point, I had no plans to ever come back. The city simply wasn’t big enough for me and Noah Booker and all the pieces of the heart he broke on my birthday.

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Jay Crownover is the international and multiple New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men Series, The Saints of Denver Series, the Point Series, the Breaking Point Series, and the Getaway Series. Her books can be found translated in many different languages all around the world. She is a tattooed, crazy haired Colorado native who lives at the base of the Rockies with her awesome dogs. This is where she can frequently be found enjoying a cold beer and Taco Tuesdays. Jay is a self-declared music snob and outspoken book lover who is always looking for her next adventure, between the pages and on the road.

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Hoje temos a resenha de As Dust Dances da autora Samantha Young, além de um trechinho do livro para você ler. A sinopse você encontra aqui.

Today we have the review of As Dust Dances, by Samantha Young and and excerpt of the book. You can also read the blurb here.

 

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Resenha

Review

Herói e heroína com um passado pesado e com problemas. Parece algum livro que você já leu? Sinto dizer que se você disse sim, está enganado. As Dust Dances é tão mais do que a definição de seus protagonistas. É um conto sobre escolhas, família, amizade, egoísmo e pessoas problemáticas. É o tipo de livro que estará com você por um tempo bem longo. Onde você pensa sobre ele e as consequências das escolhas da sua vida e o que podia ser diferente. Esse foi o primeiro livro que li da Samantha, apesar de conhecer o seu trabalho há bastante tempo, e com certeza não será o último. Ela tem o dom das palavras e das emoções. Eu chorei mais de uma vez lendo esse livro e acho que você deveria lê-lo sem muitas informações, por isso minha resenha foi bem vaga. Leia, você não irá se arrepender.

Broken heroine. Broken and brooding hero. Looks like something you have read? I’m glad to say you’ll be wrong if you said yes. As Dust Dances is so much more than what its protagonists are made of. It’s a tale of love, yes, but it’s also a tale of choices, family, friendship, selfishness and broken people. It’s the kind of book that you be with you for a long long time. Where you think about it, about the consequences of your choices and what could have been different. It’s my first book by Samantha, but will not be the last. She has a gift with words and emotions. I cried more than one time while reading this book and think you should read it without any kind of spoiler or profound information about this story, so my review is really vague on purpose. Read it, you won’t regret.

Excerpt

My wrist protested as I pulled my sweater over my head. I was just reaching for Killian’s tee when his office door opened. “Are you read—”

We both froze.

Me in my bra and jeans.

His lips parted, not even hiding that he was taking in every inch of me. I flushed all over.

Killian cursed under his breath and then slammed his office door shut so no one would see me from the hall while finally turning his back to me. He sounded hoarse when he spoke. “Sorry. I thought you’d be dressed by now.”

“My wrist was hurting,” I lied. “I needed a minute.”

That was all it took to make him move. Suddenly he was in front of me, grabbing the tee out of my hands. “What are you doing?” I tried to cover myself.

Killian gave me an impatient look. “It’s not anything I haven’t seen before. Lift your arms.”

“I can put the tee on myself.”

“The longer you argue, the longer I see you half-naked. I’m a man who appreciates the female form, so I don’t mind. I can do this all day.”

Grunting, I lifted my arms, my annoyance with him lessening as he carefully pulled it down over my head and then gently placed my arms through the short sleeves. He shrugged it down slowly, as if savoring those moments of naked skin.

My breath caught as his fingers brushed the sides of my breasts and my eyes flew to his as he pulled the T-shirt down excruciatingly slowly, caressing my skin with it. Those dark eyes smoldered.

Then somehow, we were standing closer, our bodies almost touching. Excitement tingled between my legs and I felt my nipples peak against the fabric of my bra.

A flush crested Killian’s cheeks and his chest rose and fell in shallow breaths.

I forgot everything.

Where I was.

Who I was.

Who he was.

All I could think about was the way my skin prickled to electrified life under his touch. I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to push me up against his desk, rip my jeans off, and thrust into me.

My breath shuddered at the thought and Killian’s eyes blazed even hotter, as if he’d been able to read my mind.

“Sir, Mr. Byrne would like to speak with you!” Eve’s voice called through the door and shattered the moment.

Killian stumbled back. His hands dropped from my waist, allowing the T-shirt to fall.

I tried to catch my breath as he whirled away from me. “Just … Just a second,” he called back.

“Killian …”

He glanced over his shoulder at me, his expression unreadable. “I’m Killian again?”

Confused, I blinked. “What?”

Exhaling heavily, he shook his head. “Nothing.” Then his nostrils flared as he stared at me. I glanced down at myself. His T-shirt drowned me. It also smelled of him, which was very bad because I really needed to stop thinking of Killian and sex in the same sentence, and wearing his scent was not helping. “I look ridiculous.” But I didn’t think Killian thought I looked ridiculous at all.

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About Samantha Young:

Samantha Young is the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of adult contemporary romances, including the On Dublin Street series and Hero, as well as the New Adult duology Into the Deep and Out of the Shallows. Every Little Thing, the second book in her new Hart’s Boardwalk series, will be published by Berkley in March 2017. Before turning to contemporary fiction, she wrote several young adult paranormal and fantasy series, including the amazon bestselling Tale of Lunarmorte trilogy. Samantha’s debut YA contemporary novel The Impossible Vastness of Us will be published by Harlequin TEEN in ebook& hardback June 2017

Samantha has been nominated for the Goodreads Choice Award 2012 for Best Author and Best Romance for On Dublin Street, Best Romance 2014 for Before Jamaica Lane, and Best Romance 2015 for Hero. On Dublin Street, a #1 bestseller in Germany, was the Bronze Award Winner in the LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2013, Before Jamaica Lane the Gold Medal Winner for the LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2014 and Echoes of Scotland Street the Bronze Medal Winner for the LeserPreis German Readers Choice Awards for Best Romance 2015.

Samantha is currently published in 30 countries and is a #1 international bestselling author.

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A revelação de capa de hoje é do livro Not Until You, da autora Corinne Michaels

Today’s cover review is from the book Not Until You, by Corinne Michaels

Sinopse

Sinopses

Eu tenho duas regras na vida: 1. Nada de relacionamentos, se apaixonar ou apego. 2. Nada de dormir com clientes da minha firma de decoração de interiores. Desde que o último cara era casado no final das contas, elas tem sido fáceis de seguir. Até ele. Callum Husley é um britânico ridiculamente sexy e a conexão que temos no momento que nossos olhos se cruzam, me apavora. Graças a Deus eu criei juízo antes de irmos para o seu quarto de hotel onde eu teria terminado nua, ofegante e sem conseguir esquecê-lo.  Pensar que eu tinha saído daquela noite ilesa seria estúpido. Claro que, na maior reunião da minha carreira me aguarda o CEO da Dovetail Enterprises – ele. Esse provavelmente é o momento mais embaraçoso da minha carreira. E quebrar minha regra de não me envolver com clientes, o momento mais quente da minha vida pessoal.  Aprender a confiar nunca foi tão bom, mas cair por alguém nunca doeu tanto.

I have two rules in life: 1. No relationships, falling in love or attachments. 2. No sleeping with clients of my interior design firm. Since the last guy turned out to be married, they’ve been easy to follow. Until him. Callum Huxley is a ridiculously sexy Brit, and the connection we have the moment our eyes lock scares the ever-loving hell out of me. Thank God I came to my senses before going back to his hotel where I would’ve ended up naked, panting, and unable to forget him. Thinking I walked away from that night unscathed was stupid. Sure enough, at the biggest meeting of my career waits the CEO of Dovetail Enterprises—him. It might be the most embarrassing moment of my professional life. And breaking my no-client rule might just be the hottest moment of my personal life. Learning to trust has never felt so good, but falling has never hurt so bad.

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Corinne Michaels is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller author. She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun-loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife.

After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness. She enjoys putting her characters through intense heartbreak and finding a way to heal them through their struggles. Her stories are chock full of emotion, humor, and unrelenting love.

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