Tuesday, 24 April 2018

Review: Kendall Ryan's "Misadventures with the Boss (Misadventures #12)."


At age twenty-nine, Piper Daniels is having the longest dry spell of her life. When she agrees to be set up on a blind date, she never expects it to end with the hottest sex of her life. 

But when she discovers that her very well-endowed secret lover is also her new boss, heartless womanizer and cutthroat CEO Jackson Dane, she chalks it up to a one-time mistake and puts up her best professional front. But Jackson isn’t used to rejection, and if Piper thinks it’s going to be easy to move on from their tryst, she’s underestimated his determination.

Review: Jo 

I only had to see the title of this next Misadventures book to know that it was the book for me. "Misadventures with the Boss" was exactly what I look for in a romance novel. It was sexy, swoony with the perfect amount of tension and chemistry. And I can't forget the plot twist that left me frantically tearing through the pages. Piper and Jackson's story was hands down my favourite of the series so far. I loved it! 

"He was everything. And I could do nothing to deny him." 

I really loved the main two characters in this story. Piper was sweet and lovely and so easy to like. Jackson, at first appearance was the hot but moody boss, however that didn't last long. With the progression of Piper and Jackson's relationship I saw a gorgeous side to him and I just loved this couple together. 

"I was head over heels. Which, when it came to Jackson, was way too deep." 

Piper and Jackson made one hell of an exciting couple. The sex scenes were sizzling and their office based romance had me hooked. I struggled to put this one down and it didn't take me long before I reached the final few pages. That was the only part of the book where I felt disappointed. I so wished that I could have had more from this fantastic couple, however I did get a dreamy epilogue that I was more than happy with. 

"....here Piper was, just a hook up, I'd told myself. Just a temporary employee. 
But she was so much more than that. So much more."

I easily recommend one-clicking this brilliant standalone novel as soon as it releases. 

"Misadventures with the Boss" gets ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️  from me.

Thursday, 19 April 2018

Release Blitz & Review: Emma Scott's "One Good Man."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be part of the Release Blitz & Review for Emma Scott's "One Good Man."


It’s spring, 1970. The Vietnam War has been raging for years with no end in sight. Janey Martin, a California college student and aspiring journalist is tired of writing puff pieces about her university men’s sports teams. She wants to be taken seriously as a journalist and as a woman. With riots at their doorstep, her wealthy father sends Janey to the Sorbonne in Paris to finish her college education away from the chaos. 

Janey is reluctant to leave the Big Story that is Vietnam, but vows to prove herself. Much to her dismay, her first assignment is to interview the hotshot star forward of a local soccer team. Janey is sure Adrien Rousseau is going to be like every other playboy jock she’s ever dealt with, but quickly learns there is much more to Adrien than meets the eye. 

The mysterious, sexy footballer just might be the biggest story of Janey’s life. 

Review: Jo 

Never before I have been so consumed over a novella, but with this story Emma Scott weaved her magic again and I was hooked from the very first page. Emma has delivered a beautiful story that I adored. For such a short read, this book contained so much heart and so much emotion. 

"I wasn't in love with her, but in that moment, I knew someday I would be." 

"One Good Man" was a gorgeous tale set in the seventies, in the magical city of Paris. Following the story of a football player, Adrien and journalism student, Janey, a wonderful romance developed. As soon as I met Adrien, I was intrigued and just like Janey, I knew there was more to him than first met the eye. Discovering Adrien's back story made him impossible to resist. He truly was one good man.  

"I didn't think I would ever be done kissing Adrien. 
I didn't want to kiss anyone else ever again." 

I can't recommend this book enough. One-click today and enjoy this heart-melting novella. 

"...in these frantic moments of need and want, of give and take - 
there can only be her. Now and Forever" 

"One Good Man" gets an easy ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️  from me.


I reached over and pushed ‘stop’ on Janey’s tape recorder and turned to her. “Saturday then?”

She coughed in surprise. “What happens Saturday?”

“We conclude the interview. You need to see a football match firsthand or your article is going to sound like a bunch of amateurish gibberish. You want to be taken seriously?”

She pressed her lips together for a moment. “Yes.”

“So do I. Saturday at noon at Stade Jean-Marc. We’ll finish the interview after.”

“Antoine wants the article in two days,” she said.

“Tell Antoine I said to wait.”

She took another long pull from the lemonade, her pride not letting her say yes to me so quickly. 

“Saturday then,” she said. “For the article.”

“Right,” I said, holding her gaze. “For the article.”

She finished off the lemonade and set the glass down. “Thank you very much, Sophie. It was just what I needed.” She gathered her belongings and turned to me. “See you.”

“You have a drop of lemonade on your chin,” I said.

“Where?” Her hand flew to her mouth. “No, I don’t…”

I held out the cocktail napkin with my sketch of her, my brow raised.

Janey dropped her hand from her dry chin, fuming. I expected her to flounce away. But she snatched the napkin out of my hand, dropped it into her bag, and coolly walked away.

I wasn’t in love with her, but in that moment, I knew someday I would be.


Emma Scott is a bestselling author of emotional, character-driven romances in which art and love intertwine to heal, and in which love always wins. If you enjoy thoughtful, realistic stories with diverse characters and kind-hearted heroes, you will enjoy my novels.

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Monday, 16 April 2018

Release Blitz & Review: JA Huss & Johnathan McClain's "Flesh into Fire (Original Sin # 3)."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be a part of the Release Blitz & Review for JA Huss & Johnathan McClain's "Flesh into Fire (Original Sin # 3)."

Amazon.com:   https://amzn.to/2IXy8HA
Amazon UK:    https://amzn.to/2IVpIAG


Payback is owed.

And Maddie Clayton is going to collect. This time Carlos and Logan have gone too far. People are dead, lives have been changed, and she’s had enough. Plus, she’s got the Devil on her side, so when an enemy turns into a friend with an idea of how to take Carlos down, she’s in.

Tyler Morgan has been fighting back his whole adult life. He’s ready for anything when it comes to payback. But endangering Maddie can’t be part of the deal. Unfortunately for him, once Maddie gets an idea in her head, there’s no stopping her.

Her debt has been paid in blood and she wants revenge.

His fight is still there, but now he’s got more at stake than himself.

The end is coming.

But even if they win against Carlos, they can still lose each other.

Review: Surj

Holy guacamole, will Tyler and Maddie ever catch a break?!?! These two are like a magnet for trouble and I don't mean the odd bit odd strife here and there. I'm talking fires, guns, explosions and a whole army of bad men who've got it in for this crazy couple. 

"Flesh into Fire" was a fab penultimate instalment  in the "Original Sin" series where:
The funny got even funnier
The suspense got even more suspenseful
The hot got hotter
The drama got even more dramatic 
The twists got even twistier 

But ultimately, I will say that we did get some answers and we did get some closure on some of the shenanigans this pair got themselves embroiled in.... or did we? I wish I could say for certain that that was the case. It sure felt that way but knowing JA Huss, anything is possible and she could quite easily throw a spanner in the works with her partner in crime Mr McClain in the final part to Tyler and Maddie's story. 

Are this couple ready to close the door on the past? Have the dealt with all the baggage they'd initially bought to the table? Can they really start afresh with a clean slate or is trouble destined to follow them around like a bad smell for the rest of their lives? Bring on "Passion Rising" on 8th May 2018!!!! I rated "Flesh into Fire" ❤️❤️❤️❤️



I roll our interlaced fingers over so that I can see the back of her hand. It’s strong, but delicate. Long fingers and white skin. Veins that tense with the clench of her grip. Freckles. Just a few light, faint, perfect freckles.

I have the same thought I had the other day. That I want to learn her. Her body. Every millimeter of her. I want it burned into my brain. I want to imprint her into my memory before she goes. I want to study her. I want to have a PhD in Maddie Clayton.

I let go of her hand and stand up, turn to face her and then kneel down.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

I don’t say anything. She’s not wearing shoes, so I start tugging at the toes of her socks and she giggles as I work them off her legs and then hold her precious feet in my hands, examining them. I stroke the bones that run along the top, ending at the tips of her toes, and I kiss each toe one by one.

I turn them over to inspect the scar I found the other day, and I give it a kiss. Then I spread her legs and slide in between them, popping my head up to give her a kiss on the lips, before I unbutton her jeans and draw down the zipper. She leans back, propping herself on her elbows, and shimmies her hips as I pull her pants down. They’re so tight on her, so fitted, that they draw her underwear along with them as I pull, and then the pants are off her body and on the floor, and her bare calves, and knees, and thighs, and pussy are there for me to explore.

Still leaning back on her elbows, she tilts her head to the side, presses her lips together in a tight smile, and raises her eyebrows at me.

I lift one of her legs and place my face right next to it. Like an archaeologist exploring the contours of a priceless, ancient artifact. 

Her smell. Her smell will be the thing that I know I will hold onto most. It’s always been that way for me. Smell is the most potent sense I have when it comes to triggering memories. When I smell cinnamon, I remember my mom. Because she was baking when she collapsed that last time after chemo. And so that’s the smell I choose to associate with my final memory of her, as opposed to the antiseptic smell of the hospital. Because that wasn’t her anymore anyway. Mom stayed in the kitchen. Only the shell of her stuck around for a couple weeks more in the hospital bed.


Right now, Maddie smells like freshly cut grass. She’s been packing and getting ready to leave all day, and it’s been weirdly warm of late, so she’s a little sweaty. And that smell—that pungent, dense, round smell of sweat on her skin that fills my nostrils—reminds me of summer. Which I love. Because I suppose that means that for the rest of my life, there’ll be an entire season where every day all I’ll be able to think about is her. Even though I don’t imagine needing a lot of prompts to steer my thoughts in her direction.

As I stroke my fingers along her leg, kissing as I go, and drinking in her scent with every breath, she drops down from her elbows, letting herself lie flat on her back, her legs dangling off the side of the bed. She traces her fingers up and down the line of her stomach, pushing her t-shirt up to the curve of her breasts as I continue my survey of her flesh.

I’m discovering things. Things that no one else on earth besides me will know. 

Her right calf appears just infinitesimally stronger than her left. Her left knee is the teeniest bit knobbier than her right. And when I kiss her behind either of her knees, she shudders through her stomach, causing her toes to crinkle.

As I pass the bend in her knee, I draw my nose along the inside of her thigh. She wriggles a teeny bit as my beard moves along her soft skin. And then my mouth is right at the brink of her entrance. I take my thumb and run it along the pink folds and she lets out a “mmmmm.” I tilt my head, studying my fingers as they massage her tender skin, and take note of what sound each gesture evokes from her.

Kissing tenderly on her opening causes her to growl from somewhere deep inside her throat. So I do. I kiss, and I let my warm breath signal my presence, but I don’t want to penetrate her. Not this way. If she wants me to be inside her, I will happily oblige, but for now I just want to be here with her and hold her close.

And I will. 

And I will hold her close in my thoughts every second that she’s gone. 

But more importantly...

I will hold her in my heart.


Some people search their whole life looking for that one place they belong. For that one person who gets them. Who brings them into their world, lets them fall easily into the pull of their gravity, and lets them just… be. Just exist. Quietly. Naturally. Freely. This is Tyler for me. The center of my universe. The man around whom I now orbit.

Not like a satellite, either. But like… like two things meant to be one. Like long ago something crashed into us, broke us into little pieces, and left us adrift. Floating in directionless space. Spinning wildly with no tether. And now we’ve been pulled back together. And we circle each other, still spinning, but with the purpose of joining. Of becoming one thing again. Not because of tragedy, the way I’d imagined when I sent that letter. It’s not a lifeline of salvation connecting us now, but some force of nature we can’t explain, or control, or bend to our will. Some law of the universe that dictates the fate of things.

We are connected by something more powerful than shared sorrow. And every moment we’ve spent apart has been valuable. Necessary. Critical.

His mouth between my legs feels wonderful. I could close my eyes and enjoy it. Let myself reach the heights of pleasure. 

But alone?

No. I’m done doing things alone. We’re connected now. And everything we do will be together. 

So I whisper, “Tyler,” as I caress his head. Run my fingers through his hair. Touch his shoulders. Slide my fingertips up and down the hills and valleys of his muscular arms.

He looks up at me, his eyes smiling even though they’re half closed, even though his mouth is still working. His tongue still flicking against my pussy. 

“Come up here,” I say. “And kiss my mouth.”

Now he smiles with his whole face. His hands plant on either side of my hips and he draws himself up to standing. He lifts his t-shirt over his head and undoes his jeans, letting them fall to the floor, and his nakedness reminds me that he has lived every single day of his time on this earth. 

He leans onto the bed and eases forward. My legs open wider for him, welcome him between them as his cock—hard, and long, and ready—rests against my clit, making me want him. 

If we stopped right now, if he just rested his chest on top of my breasts, became nothing more than heavy weight as he closed his eyes, relaxed, and fell asleep… I’d be content, happy, and satisfied. 

And not because there’d be more chances to do this later. But because it’s him I want. Not the sex.

He leans down, his hands on either side of my head now. Bending the mattress the way spacetime bends around a sun. And when his lips reach mine, my eyes are closed.

And I fall again.

I fall far, and long, and easily. The same way I drifted towards him. And as I drift, weightless, we kiss. But I’m still connected to him. Always next to him. Because this is what it feels like to fall into someone, not away. 

This is not me slipping down the mountain. 

This is not me losing my footing. 

This is me finding myself. In him. In us.

So when I reach my hand between my legs and place him right where he needs to be, he enters me. And all those broken, spinning pieces come together to once again create the thing we were always meant to become.

Our bodies move together. Perfectly synchronized. Like the dance of stars in space. His body is hot, and my body is hot, and the heat we create between us doesn’t burn like fire but rearranges us. Like the molecules of two metals mixing to form the strongest sword made of the very best steel.

Our lovemaking is slow. And perfect.

We reach the heights of pleasure together. As one. And it’s the kind of climax that only happens once in a lifetime. The kind of release that means more than the way it makes you feel. It tells you who you are, and who you’re with, and exactly where you fit in the grand scheme of things.

He says, “I love you, Madison.”

And I say it back. “I love you, Tyler.”

We mold ourselves into each other as we relax and grow sleepy. Our bodies back together. His arms around me. My back pressed against his chest. 

Our hearts beating. Keeping time. 

Becoming what we were always meant to be. 

Author Bio:

Two accomplished writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today bestsellers list eighteen times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their website www.hussmcclain.com or find them at their social links below.



Thursday, 12 April 2018

Review: Emma Chase's "Royally Matched (Royally #2)."


Some men are born responsible, some men have responsibility thrust upon them. Henry John Edgar Thomas Pembrook, Prince of Wessco, just got the motherlode of all responsibility dumped in his regal lap.

He’s not handling it well.

Hoping to help her grandson to rise to the occasion, Queen Lenora agrees to give him "space"—but while the Queen’s away, the Prince will play. After a chance meeting with an American television producer, Henry finally makes a decision all on his own:

Welcome to Matched: Royal Edition.

A reality TV dating game show featuring twenty of the world's most beautiful blue bloods gathered in the same castle. Only one will win the diamond tiara, only one will capture the handsome prince’s heart.

While Henry revels in the sexy, raunchy antics of the contestants as they fight, literally, for his affection, it’s the quiet, bespectacled girl in the corner—with the voice of an angel and a body that would tempt a saint—who catches his eye.

The more Henry gets to know Sarah Mirabelle Zinnia Von Titebottum, the more enamored he becomes of her simple beauty, her strength, her kind spirit... and her naughty sense of humor.

But Rome wasn’t built in a day—and irresponsible royals aren’t reformed overnight.

As he endeavors to right his wrongs, old words take on whole new meanings for the dashing Prince. Words like, Duty, Honor and most of all—Love.

Review: Jo 

I have wanted to read this series as soon as it was released, so when "Royally Matched" was on sale recently, it was an instant one-click. Emma Chase has not once disappointed me with her work. I have swooned over every one of her books that I have read, however when I first started to read this one, I wasn't really sure if it was the book for me. The main reason for this was that I found it very difficult to like the hero of the story, Prince Henry, however I continued, having faith that my opinion would soon change. I had heard so many good things about this series and that gave me a reason to continue and my perseverance paid off because I ended up falling crazy in love with this book and with Prince Henry. 

"Anything that came before is nothing. This is all that matters.
 This brave, stunning girl in my arms is all I will ever need."

The premise of this book was a romance lovers dream. A playboy prince and a lovely and quiet librarian. As I said, I wasn't immediately a fan of Henry but that soon changed with the development of his character when he met and began a relationship with sweet Sarah. I just loved ever minute of this couple getting to know one another and eventually falling in love. Henry turned out to be a beautiful man who made my heart skip a beat over and over again. 

"I want to lock you in a tower, like in one of your books, 
so no one can hurt you. And you’ll be safe and happy and mine.”
“Only the villains lock ladies in a tower.” 
“Then you make me want to be a villain.”

Emma chase has once again delivered a gorgeous, heart melting story that I was well and truly addicted to. It was a romance that made my heart deliciously happy and full and I never wanted it to end. I wholeheartedly recommend picking up this standalone novel. I can't wait to read the other books in the series very soon. 

“You are woven into my soul and you are wrapped around my heart. 
And if anything happens to you, both will wither and die and I won’t even care.”

"Royally Matched" gets a big ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ from me.

Thursday, 5 April 2018

Release Blitz & Review: Debra Anastasia's "Havoc."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be part of the Release Blitz & Review for Debra Anastasia's "Havoc." 


I named myself. I took the word Animal out of their mouths, wore it like a badge of honor then shoved it down their throats. I’ve fought for what I have. I see you coming, before you even know you want a piece of me. In a city riddled with warring families, I’ll rise up between them. My people, the broken souls I gather will have power by the time I’m done with them.

I protect mine.

Him. My brother, Nix.

Her. The girl that is the only home I’ve ever had. She knows me.

I’m coming at you, Sweetness. Stay ready.

Review: Jo 

Debra Anastasia's "Mercy" was one of my top favourite reads from last year, so reading this book was a given. After meeting Animal I was left intrigued by the part of his life that we didn't get to see in the previous book. I couldn't wait to start "Havoc" and get to know more about this mysterious man. 

"She was my family. My girl. My wife. My T. My greatest love. My only future." 

This book started off brilliantly, pulling me from the very beginning. Reading about both Animal and T's brutal childhood broke my heart. I felt so sad for what the pair had to deal with when they were so young. It wasn't easy to read and there was one particular scene that brought tears to my eyes. Discovering Animal and T's early connection helped me understand how they were now living their lives as adults and also how important they were to one another. 

"Galaxies collided, souls rejoiced, 
and in the smallest part of me and the smallest part of her,
 two teenage kids clung to each other, 

wondering what the hell had taken us so long." 

The novel then progressed into a story that was filled with non-stop action as the pair battled through their dangerous world with Nix, Becca and the rest of the gang. As well as all of the gripping drama, there was also the will they/won't they scenario between Animal and T. For the most part of the book, I really didn't know if anything would happen between the pair. Animal wasn't acting at all like their relationship would progress into something more, but I really wanted it to, especially for T. 

"His weight on top of me was everything I'd ever hoped for.
 This was it. This was love."

Thankfully, the story did go in the way that I had hoped and it was a joy to see Animal and T together. They were finally how they were meant to be and that made me so happy. I loved seeing Animal madly in love and T get the future that she deserved. I could breathe a huge sigh of relief for this perfectly matched couple. 

"We were tighter than family; we were closer than soul mates.
 It was bigger than the universe-how it was for us." 

If you like your books to be filled with kick-ass characters, a whole lot of action and some steamy romance, this one could be for you. 

"For the first time in my life, my heart and my dick felt the same way. 
Big, ready and in love." 

"Havoc" gets 3.5 ❤️'s from me. 

Tuesday, 3 April 2018

Review: Pepper Winters "The Boy and his Ribbon (The Ribbon Duet # 1)."

Amazon.com:   https://amzn.to/2uKa88M
Amazon UK:    https://amzn.to/2JhwYIa 


“What do you do when you meet your soul mate? No wait…that’s too easy. What do you do when you meet your soul mate and have to spend a lifetime loving him in secret? 
I’ll tell you what you do.
You lie.”


Ren was eight when he learned that love doesn’t exist—that the one person who was supposed to adore him only cared how much he was worth. 
His mother sold him and for two years, he lived in terror.
But then…he ran.
He thought he’d run on his own. Turned out, he took something of theirs by accident and it became the one thing he never wanted and the only thing he ever needed. 


I was young when I fell in love with him, when he switched from my world to my everything. 
My parents bought him for cheap labour, just like they had with many other kids, and he had the scars to prove it. 
At the start, he hated me, and I could understand why.
For years he was my worst enemy, fiercest protector, and dearest friend.
But by the end…he loved me.
The only problem was, he loved me in an entirely different way to the way I loved him.
And slowly, my secret drove us apart.

Review: Surj

I have just finished reading Pepper Winters "The Boy and His Ribbon"  and my heart is fit to burst with so many mixed emotions. This story was hauntingly beautiful, devastatingly tragic and just so so heart wrenchingly perfect in every way possible. It was everything I’d been looking for in my next read but didn’t quite know it. The story was different to what this author normally writes. Actually, it was different to anything I’ve ever read before and these days that's a rarity. Looking for a book that's different is like searching for a needle in a haystack. I got lucky because I found the needle and I am so so grateful. There was no rehashing of an old trope. There was no sense of familiarity to the Ren and Della's story. It was all refreshingly new and so unpredictable. It was difficult not to love it!!!

I destroyed everything. I was the idiot who took paradise and tore it to pieces.

For me, "The Boy and his Ribbon" was predominantly a coming of age story that had a real sense of nostalgia to it. What made it all the more special was the way in which it was told. The words used were laced with a sense of need to get this story told, whether that be the good, the bad or even the damn right ugly which was often painful to read. It was like the characters were purging themselves for what they believed to be their sins. There was so much raw emotion, grit and brutal honesty, the characters pouring their hearts and souls into the tale they had to tell and I felt every last bit of it. 

"He breaks your heart every damn time because he's everything you could ever
want snd he's everything you'll never have because Ren is wild. He's untouchable.
And the knowledge that'll always be that way tears off a piece of your soul, letting 
him steal it. He pockets it like his secrets, and he carves a hole inside of you
until you ace for one tiny piece of his in return."

So I'm one of those people that's always a bit dubious about early reviews these days, especially before a book is released because they always seem to lean towards a five star rating. Surely a book can’t be liked that much by every single early reader right? (Or maybe that's just me lol). But "The Boy and his Ribbon" really does deserve all the 5 stars, all the accolades and all the praise it's already receiving. Ren and Della are characters that will stay with me for a long time. Their story was one of survival and sacrifice. It was one of love, lust and lies and oh how it shattered my heart into a million pieces. I think what also made this so utterly compelling was the fact that I found myself being able to relate to the characters on such a visceral level. I'd felt so much of what they found themselves going through. I'd walked in their shoes in years gone by and when you find a connection like that with characters, it's impossible to walk away because you need to know how it all ends. 

I'm living proof that a heart can be broken a thousand times 
and still function, still keep you alive- desperately hoping that it 
won't happen again, all the while knowing it will. 

I know I've been somewhat vague in my review but trust me, you need to go into this book blind. All In can say is, be prepared for originality and be prepared to be blown away in this tortured tale of unrequited love. 

"The Boy and his Ribbon" gets ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Review: Jo 

Wow! I am amazed by Pepper Winters brilliant imagination. This fantastic author has ability to create such wonderfully unique and captivating stories. "The Boy and His Ribbon" was so different to anything that I've previously read and I loved that Pepper decided to take a break away from the dark romance to write a novel that mesmerised me with every chapter. It was an epic journey of secrets, survival and unrequited love . A coming of age story with a hint of taboo, and the best part is that it's not yet over. I'm left desperately needing to know whats next for Ren and Della. 

"She was my one weakness, 
and I was determined to stay immune to her for her own protection." 

This enchanting story was unlike anything I have ever read before. A story that spanned many years and saw the relationship of Ren, a young boy with an old soul and Della, a girl that I watched grow from a cute little toddler to a strong young woman who knew just what she wanted in her life. The story was one that at times seemed a little bit unrealistic, but it's a work of fiction and there are so many things an author can get away with when the novel is so good. Once I became lost in the story moments that seemed so unbelievable were quickly forgotten about and overlooked. Nothing about this book was predictable, I hadn't a clue what was coming next for Ren and Della and I gave up trying to guess quite early on in the story. Every turn of the page was a complete surprise and I loved that Pepper was able to do that. As I tore through the pages I was transfixed with what I was reading, feeling so many different emotions, especially in those final few chapters. The last part of the story had me gripped, my hope dying a little bit more with every word. My heart sank for how things were coming to an end and how I wished I could change things up for Ren and Della. The conclusion to this duet can not come quick enough for me. 

"...I will always love Ren. I will always be in love with Ren. 
And I also know I will never have him." 

"The Boy and His Ribbon" cannot get anything less than ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️  from me.

Friday, 30 March 2018

Blog Tour: Monica Murphy's "Her Defiant Heart."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to be part of the Blog Tour for Monica Murphy's "Her Defiant Heart." 

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Life can feel like a cruel joke. I grew up poor and motherless, with a father who never got over his wife’s abandonment. But now he's gone too, and I'm dead set on finding the woman who so carelessly tossed me aside when I was a baby.

I want revenge. And I'm going to get back at my mother any way that I can.

I change my name. Start my new life in college, and just happen to cross paths with the gorgeous, ultra-rich Rhett Montgomery. He's immediately interested in me, not that I'm surprised.

You see, I planned it that way. I meant for him to find me. He's the one connection to my mother, and I'm using him, so I can destroy her. But I didn't plan on Rhett being so charming. Sweet. Sexy.

And I definitely didn't plan on falling for him either… 

Review: Jo 

As soon as I discovered that Monica Murphy's upcoming release was going to be a new adult series, I couldn't wait to get started. As much as I have enjoyed Monica's YA books, I was more than ready for this author to return to NA. It had been far too long. This series seemed to have so much promise- a gorgeous cover, an intriguing title and a fabulous synopsis. I was fully prepared for a gripping read and I was so pleased that "Her Defiant Heart" lived up to my expectations. I loved this first book, devouring most of it in one night. I was also surprised to see an element of forbidden love in it, and I do love a taboo romance. 

"What just happened felt so good, so right. But it isn't right. 
It shouldn't feel right. What we just did, is wrong." 

This first book in the series introduced me to the main characters of the story, Rhett and Jensen. I liked Jensen and found myself feeling sorry for her. Every thing seemed to always go wrong for her and I'm thinking that it's only going to get worse in the next book. She really doesn't seem to be able to make good choices. And when it comes to men, Rhett is the last person that Jensen wants to fall for. In this first instalment, I didn't get to know much about Rhett, but what I did find out, I liked a lot. He seemed to be sweet, caring and protective and he was smitten with Jensen. I have a feeling that Rhett is going to steal my heart by the end of this trilogy. I can't wait! 

"Maybe he does actually like me. And God, maybe I...actually like him too. 
That thought is too terrifying to contemplate." 

I thoroughly enjoyed this first part of the series and I'm looking forward to finding out what happens next. Monica threw in cliffhanger that was pure evil at the end of this book so I'm desperate to rejoin Rhett and Jensen to see what's up next in this tale of revenge. 

"I'll deserve an Academy Award for my performance by the time I'm through." 

"Her Defiant Heart" gets ❤️❤️❤️❤️ from me.


“Your friends are calling you,” I finally say.

He glances over his shoulder, then returns his attention to me. “They can wait.”

I’m surprised he’s putting talking to me above wanting to spend time with his friends. “Well, my homework can’t.” I gesture to the open textbook by my laptop. “Nice to see you again.”

“Nice to see you again? That’s all I get?” He slides into the booth seat across from mine, leaning across the table like he wants to get closer to me. “I bet you don’t even remember my name.”

“I bet you don’t remember mine either,” I toss back at him, tacking on an annoying giggle after I say it.

He makes a face, like he knows I’m fake as hell. “Jensen.”


His smile is back, wider than ever. “You should come sit with us.”

“No, thank you.” My voice is prim, like a snotty rich girl’s would be. Wouldn’t they find it hilarious to know that I spent my teenage years living in a mobile-home-slash-trailer park, in the decrepit old fifth-wheel my dad called our new home right before I started eighth grade.

One brow lifts. “My friends would love to meet you.”

“I doubt that.”

“It’s true.” He glances over his shoulder again, and they call out to him, a couple of choice words ringing in the air. The waitress glares, stomping over to their table to give them a lecture I suppose, and Rhett whirls around so he’s facing me once more, his expression full of amusement. “Or maybe not.”

“Go hang out with your friends,” I tell him gently, wanting to give the impression that I am the perfectly understanding girlfriend. He might not have those types of serious thoughts about me—yet—but my good behavior can enter his subconscious, right?

“Jensen. I want to see you again.” He reaches across the table and touches the top of my right hand, his warm fingers practically burning my skin. I snatch my hand away from his, my fingers trembling as I clutch my hands together in my lap.

One casual touch from him and I feel like I’m going to erupt in flames.

It’s terrifying.

Meet Monica:

Monica Murphy is the New York Times, USA Today and #1 international bestselling author of the One Week Girlfriend series, the Billionaire Bachelors and The Rules series. Her books have been translated in almost a dozen languages and has sold over one million copies worldwide. She is both self-published and published by Random House/Bantam and Harper Collins/Avon. She writes new adult, young adult and contemporary romance.

She is a wife and a mother of three who lives in central California on fourteen acres in the middle of nowhere along with their one dog and too many cats. A self-confessed workaholic, when she's not writing, she's reading or hanging out with her husband and kids. She's a firm believer in happy endings, though she will admit to putting her characters through angst-filled moments before they finally get that hard won HEA.

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