Review of Ravena (The Eight #2) by Sharilyn Skye

“I can’t help but love her.” 


Genre: Fantasy Romance

Length: 320 Pages

POV: Alternating First Person


She is Unbreakable Glass.
She is Stronger than they know.
She has a plan.
She is Ravena.

In the land of lost magic and scarred souls, a land ruled by a cruel Queen with love for no one, Ravena was born. Her life did not start, in truth, until the day her best friend helped her kill the vicious mate forced upon her.

Surrounded by three tattered mates, she must find a way to bring them together and form some semblance of a family or face the Queen’s wrath and removal from the devil she knows. There are horrors in Talamh na Sithe that would kill for one of The Eight and she cannot allow that to happen.

She’s paid her dues.

Ravena knows there is a way through the storm of loss, betrayal, and pain for all of them, she just needs to find it because storms can’t last forever and if flowers can bloom in this blood-soaked land, so can love.

***Ravena is a stand-alone, Dark Romance/ Reverse Harem with various elements that some readers may find triggering. Although there is a HEA, there is no end that does not bring with it some amount of darkness. 18 and over.***

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

Book one in the Eight series was Airmed and I would suggest reading it first. In it you learn a little about each of the eight girls and it brings a side to them you wouldn’t get otherwise.

Ravena wasn’t one of the lucky girls. She got sent to live with four brothers. The eldest wasn’t nice at all and that’s putting it mildly. He dominated the house with an iron fist and no one who lived within those walls escaped his wrath, not even his brothers, so when he dies of a ‘heart condition’ no one shed a tear.

Finn, Lochlann, and Rory had many years more than Ravena did of the pain that house held, but if she could put it behind her then so could they. One by one they realize the true meaning of love and family.

“I know she hates me. She is the first woman I ever slept with and she hates my guts. I can’t help but love her.”

Ravena is another intriguing book from Sharilyn Skye. It’s does have some intense sexual scenes, the ones from their memories regarding Rowan are not always consensual. But the ones that are….are a mixture of hot and sweet. There’s also betrayal, murder, and conspiracy. I cannot wait to see whose book is next.

Honestly, I’m torn between wanting to know about the eight and reading each of their books and seeing how they tie together with the Healer series. All I do know is that it’s going to be one hell of journey.

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PROMO: The Reilly Thanksgiving Invitational Story: As Told by Those Born of the Greatest Generation by Brent Parrott & Bryan Renfro

Sports Biography, Memoirs – 400 Pages

About the Book:

In 1960, on the front lawn of Martha Turner Reilly Elementary in Northeast Dallas, a tradition was born. A group of seventh-grade boys captured the free time before Thanksgiving dinner to engage in a game of touch football. It was a good day to play. So good, in fact, that the game would resume each year at the same time in the same place. Through the ebb and flow of lives, loves, and responsibilities, the Reilly Thanksgiving Invitational continued for five decades.

The Reilly Thanksgiving Invitational Story offers a first-hand glimpse into an era long past and captures the essence of tradition, friendship, life lessons, history, culture, the ups and downs, happiness, and sadness for those lost, over decades.  Today, Alzheimer’s has touched most of the 22 members and a portion of the book proceeds will be donated to Alzheimer’s research.

The book released November 2019 and can be purchased on the book’s website and on Amazon.


The Reilly Thanksgiving Invitational Story:
As Told by Those Born of the Greatest Generation

For more than a half-century, a group of friends from Texas assembled to play touch football each Thanksgiving Day morning on the front lawn of their old elementary school. As the men aged, their determination and love of the game stayed strong. After the final game in 2009, reporter John  Anders noted:

“They arrived on walkers and in iron lungs…Grandchildren would drop them off and perhaps stay behind to serve as stretcher-bearers following the conflict.” 

Team leaders Brent Parrott and Bryan Renfro collaborated to memorialize and reminisce about this incredible 50-year tradition, their lives, the times, and the game, in the new book The Reilly Thanksgiving Invitational Story, which released Nov. 2019.

About the Authors:

Texas natives, Brent Parrott and Bryan Renfro are life-long friends and the co-authors of The Reilly Thanksgiving Invitational Story. 

Brent Parrott is a writer, former technology executive, and teacher, who currently serves as Board Chairman for the charter schools of Pioneer Technology & Arts Academy. Bryan Renfro graduated in 1970 from the University of Texas at Arlington and was drafted into the Army the following year during the Vietnam war. He was the editor and sports writer for Sound Off, the base’s newspaper in Fort Meade, Maryland. For five decades, he served as the organizer and “Commissioner” of the annual Thanksgiving touch football game known locally as the Turkey Bowl that is chronicled in the book.

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I don’t usually post biographies, but when I looked into the book I learned that the places referenced in it were extremely close to where I lived when I lived in Texas, which made it a little intriguing. It also discusses Alzheimer’s which is a subject near and dear to my heart. ~Jennifer



Review of Get Revenge (Blood Legion MC #4) by Rie Warren

“…futile fornication.” 


Genre: Contemporary Romance, MC Romance, Suspense

Length: 321 Pages

POV: Alternating Person


A second chance biker romance that’ll set your Kindle on fire! The final book in the bestselling Blood Legion MC biker series.

He made sure she’d never come looking for him. She vowed to hate him until her dying breath. When they meet again sparks fly, lust ignites . . . danger doubles down.

I’m a bad biker dude with a serious chip on my shoulder. I’m also known for being an ex-con and most likely to be engaged in a spicy threesome with the Doublemint Twins. Everything comes to a screeching halt when a gorgeous woman I made sure to leave behind shows up at Blood Legion MC.

There’s no frickin’ way Arden high and mighty Prioleau belongs anywhere near the Thunder Road Bar. There’s no frigging reason for her to be looking for me. She’s cool, calm, and cultured on the outside, all seething anger and undeniable sexiness on the inside.

Arden is a glorious redhaired vixen with one giant ask—she wants my help to take down a man I’d rather dismember than share a drink with.

Revenge isn’t even his real name, but he doesn’t want anyone else to know who he really is. I guess I can’t blame him. I wish I could change my identity too if only to get away from the maniac destroying my life.

Revenge is the last person on earth I’d ever expect to rely on. He’s my last chance. My final hope. And that isn’t saying all that much considering how we ended.

I used to know him, now I’m not so sure what I’ve gotten myself into. Revenge is hardened and even hotter than I remembered. He’s a black sheep with a checkered past. A dark horse who’s dirty as sin.

It turns out my knight in shining armor is a leather-clad biker I’ve known most of my life and have spent the past few years hating with a fiery intensity.

Cry Mercy
Save Grace
No Saint
Get Revenge

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

Arden hadn’t lived the life she’d expected to. No one deserved the treatment she endured to survive and keep her daughter safe. But when she seeks help from the one man who never left her heart everything will change.

Revenge isn’t the man his MC brothers thought him to be, but he ruined his once pristine past. Now he wants it back. Or at least part of it. He want’s Arden, the one woman who never left his thoughts. What he wasn’t expecting is her daughter (the one with undeniable eyes).

His entire world will change. So will theirs. But when it’s filled with the kind of love you can find at the Blood Legion MC then nothing can possibly be better. That is once loose ends are tied up.

“You’re mine. Don’t you even try to deny that. No matter what and no matter when, you are mine and Aimee is too.”

Sad to see the Blood Legion MC series over, but excited to see what is next from the intriguing Rie Warren. As with it predecessors, Get Revenge, was a perfect blend of MC style action, humor, heart, and sizzling heat.

Oh and I absolutely loved Aimee’s Christmas wish!

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PROMO: Just a Little More (425 Madison #10) by Allie York

Contemporary Romance – RELEASE DATE 1/13/2020

About the Book:

Dream career – check.
Amazing luxury apartment – check.
Stable relationship (with the sexiest man ever) – check.
I finally have my life together. Or I did until the universe decided to throw one heck of a curveball.
Nothing could prepare me for the rollercoaster I’ve boarded.

Move from Alabama to NYC – check.
Job at the hottest restaurant in the city – check.
Stable relationship (with the sexiest woman ever) – check.
Five years after my last heartbreak and I’m finally living my best life.
Everything is perfect, until the surprise of a lifetime.
My future and my past collide, turning my world upside down -when I’m finally starting to get things right.

Piper and Derek are in for just a little more – after all, 425 Madison is the perfect place to fall in love!


BLOG TOUR – Review of Recipe for Disaster by Allie York

“You know I’m in love with you, right?”


Genre: Young Adult, Romance

Length: 255 Pages

POV: First Person


World’s best muffins:

Step 1: Preheat oven to 375
Step 2: cream the butter and sugar until light
Step 3: Add eggs one at a time
Step 4: Forget you have a new phone in a new area code and call a random guy
Step 5: Continue to text random guy until you develop not-so-random feelings

Aimee’s life was stable, normal, and loving; until it wasn’t anymore. In the blink of an eye, she lost her childhood home, her best friend, and her sanity in one swoop.
But a misdialed number brings her an unexpected friend and a lot of new feelings.
Life is finally looking up and Aimee sets out to live life to the fullest with her newfound friend. That is until…Aimee’s text life and real life collide to ruin everything.

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from Forever Write PR.*

Aimee reminds me of Alicia Silvertone in Clueless or someone along those same lines. She’s seventeen and going to parties and hanging with guys she doesn’t really like. She’s not really my cup of tea.

Muffin Guy (can’t ruin it by saying his name) is too sweet in the text world and even more so in real life and that’s the problem. When they discover their true identities he’ll do what’s right by everyone but him. The ultimate sacrifice of a gentleman…his own heart.

“Every time I see you, not kissing you gets more and more difficult. I know if I start, I’ll never want to stop and obviously, my self-control is lacking.”

Recipe for Disaster is a cute-ish story, but it is definitely for the younger crowd. I’m entirely too old to have anything in common with the main character and it made it difficult to stay emotionally involved with the book enough to finish it. If you are in the 16-25 age range then I’d say definitely read it, but if you’re not then don’t say I didn’t tell you so.

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PROMO: Broken Promise (Beyond Series #1) by Andrea Smith

Paranormal (Ghost), Time Travel Romance – 234 Pages

About the Book:

What does a mob capo want with a girl from the sticks?


But this story needs to be told from the only person who’s alive to do it. For twenty-seven years, I’ve flitted through life oblivious to my gift. And then one, freezing snowy night, fate stepped in to help me find it. Of all places, in a remote cemetery outside of Chester, West Virginia!

My name is Parrish.

I’m a model.
I’m a lover.
And apparently, I can communicate with the dead.

But this isn’t my story, it’s theirs. Karlie and Dominic’s. And trust me when I say their love has survived from beyond. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t lived it myself.

Come take this journey with me. You won’t be disappointed . . .

Adult Content. Sexual situations.

*** ON SALE FOR $.99 ***


I wasn’t sure how long I had sat inside of my vehicle, dusted with the white powder from the deployed air bag, in a hazy fog.

I knew I was quite a distance from the highway that I’d slid off. The evening darkness blanketed the cemetery, and sheets of icy sleet continued to blow around my incapacitated SUV. There was smoke seeping out from underneath the hood.

I slowly took inventory of my body parts. Everything seemed to be attached. Some wetness trickled down the side of my face. I ran my fingers against my cheek, capturing the droplets of blood from a cut somewhere on my head. I realized it must’ve been my own ring that had cut it when my head slammed against my fingers that had been gripping the steering wheel like a vise. The top of my skull was pounding with the pain that came with having had it slammed against the roof of the SUV.

I unfastened my seat belt, moving mechanically; still very much dazed by the situation, unable to think clearly as to what needed to be done in order for me to get the hell out of this place and see about getting help.

That’s when I saw her. A young woman standing there all alone in the cemetery.

What the hell was she doing out in this brutal winter storm, wandering around in a freakin’ graveyard? It was beyond my comprehension, but still I was relieved that at least I wasn’t alone out here.

She was standing off to the right, about ten yards from where my vehicle had slammed to a stop against a stone mausoleum. There was a light-post behind her that was next to the empty parking lot. It allowed me to get a better view of her.

She certainly wasn’t dressed for this type of weather–no coat, no sweater, just wearing a plain black, tailored coatdress with hose and heels.

The hell?

She beckoned for me to come over to her, which under the circumstances, I found to be a bit cheeky. After all, I was the injured party here, and it would’ve been nice if she had made the effort to come over to see if I needed help, or maybe call for emergency assistance. I wasn’t sure where the hell my purse had ended up throughout all of this.

I managed to push the car door open, and slid out of the seat, my feet hitting the wet, slippery ground. I was dizzy, but the chick continued to beckon me over, as if she were in a hurry to get somewhere.


Maybe her boyfriend had ditched her by the side of the road, but damn she had to be freezing cold.

As I staggered closer to where she was standing, I could see that she looked to be in her early twenties. She had thick blond hair–it looked to be permed, because it was super curly, falling well past her shoulders. Retro chick, I guessed, but very pretty regardless.

“Hi,” I called out. “I kind of slid off the road back there and my car isn’t going anywhere for now. What’s your story?”

I saw her lips moving: but with the wind and the sleet, I couldn’t hear a damn thing she was saying.

“Say again?” I called out as I got closer.

She didn’t answer, but kept pointing to the headstone that she was standing next to, her hands still beckoning me to come closer. She wanted me to look at what was written on the grave marker apparently.


I did my best to squat down and focus my bleary eyes on the marker. There wasn’t a lot of light left, but enough filtered through from the lamp post that I could finally make out what was on it.

Karlie Lynn Masterson, Born: May 15, 1965, Died May 29, 1987.


Was this supposed to mean something? I looked back up to see a smile cross over the young woman’s face as if I should totally understand what it was she wanted me to know, except that I didn’t.

“Look,” I said, my head still throbbing. “I really need to get some help here. I think I need medical attention. Do you have a cell phone, or can you at least point me in the direction of the nearest house or business?”

Her lips moved again, and I strained to hear what she was saying, but it was a silent whisper.

“What?” I asked loudly, “I can’t hear what you’re saying . . .”

“Let Dominic know,” she whispered. “Tell him everything.”

I felt her words more than I heard them as she walked closer to where I stood frozen in confusion.

“Okay, who the hell is Dominic?” I asked, “And what exactly is it that I’m supposed to tell him?”

This chick was seriously freaking me out.

She got closer and I couldn’t bring myself to move away from her. It was if some magnetic force had taken control of my body, and it was drawing her to me.

“You need to tell him how I died,” she whispered loudly enough that for the first freakin’ time I didn’t have to ask her to repeat it. I totally wished that I hadn’t heard it.

Holy shit . . . she’s a ghost?

I put my hand up to my forehead, feeling the blood oozing out of the gash on my scalp. How hard had I banged it? Was I hallucinating here?

“Uh, if you’ll excuse me,” I continued, trying my damnedest to get my feet to move, “I think I’ll pass on that. None of this makes any sense at the moment, and I’d really like to get the hell out of here.”

I tried my best to move away from her, but whatever magnetic force was at play here, wouldn’t let me budge. She came even closer to me, and I felt the warmth from her radiate into me. It was then that I heard her whisper, “Move over, I’m driving.”

I felt an immediate lightness envelop me as her body physically merged with mine. I felt my own body shiver and convulse at the intrusion, but there was no pain involved whatsoever.

Unfamiliar warmth filled me entirely. I could feel a very strong tingling sensation as it did, causing me to blessedly become numb to the pain that I’d been feeling in my head since the accident. Then the heaviness of her possession settled in as if it belonged there.

Suddenly, I could no longer feel the elements of the wind and the sleet that had been assaulting my skin. I was shrouded in silent darkness as my body sank down into a comfortable slumber where there was no longer any pain or confusion.

I was no longer in control of anything, but I wasn’t afraid at all. Instead I felt the clear realization of a new purpose seeping into my consciousness, erasing all the data banks belonging to me, and replacing them with something else . . . with someone else’s data banks. I somehow had the knowledge as I slipped into this strange abyss, that when I came out of it, I would be someplace else . . . would be someone else . . . and it would no longer be my life anymore.

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Review of The Enforcer (Fire’s Edge #3) by Abigail Owen

“Make me yours. Even if it only lasts today.” 


Genre: Paranormal Romance, Suspense, Shifters

Length: 325 Pages

POV: Alternating First Person


Death comes for everyone. Even Drake Chandali. The aging process that twists all unmated dragon shifters’ bodies into something useless has taken hold of his body centuries early. A mate could have reversed the process, but now it’s too late. To protect his team of enforcers, he leaves, and comes face to face with the woman he’d thought was human when he saved her from a fire months before.

Except she’s not human. She’s a mate.

Camilla Carrillo almost lost her family to wildfire. To discover she’s fated to mate a creature made of flame and rage, and become one herself, should be terrifying. But somehow a rightness settles inside her, especially when she’s around the glowering red dragon shifter who wants nothing to do with her.

When Drake learns Cami bears his mark — the same mark as the High King — he refuses to believe she’s meant to be his. It’s too late. How could he turn Cami only to take her with him to the grave? At the same time, he can’t walk away. Hiding her from the corrupt, rotting High King might be the last honorable thing Drake ever does with the little time he has left.

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from NetGalley on behalf of the author and Entangled Publishing.*

I’m pretty sure that The Enforcer is my favorite Fire’s Edge book.

Drake saves several humans trying to flee a farm with no way out, but instead of them freaking out (like most people who’d see a real life dragon would) one girl attempts to defend her family from this monstrous creature. He’s so enthralled by her that once they’re safe he shifts into his human form and that’s when they both feel it…that special draw to one another, but she shows no signs of being a dragon mate so he writes it off, wipers her and her family’s memories, and doesn’t look back.

Cami on the other hand starts sparking fires. Luckily Rune showed up and offered her a safe haven since the last thing she needed was to finish burning down the rest of the family farm; it’s not as if there was much left anyhow.

“I’ll make you a deal. I’ll be silent if you can smile and say thank you.”

Drake, which we learned in the previous book, has health issues. He’s gone too long without a mate and he’s deteriorating quickly. So quickly that he decides to leave his team and crawl off to Rune’s to die. But who is there to greet him…Cami.

Cami doesn’t have a memory of him, but she knows she’s drawn to him. Drake won’t risk his failing health killing a potential mate. And there in lies the best part of the story. He’s crabby. She’s determined. Their chemistry pulled me in and I could not put the book down.

“Don’t you see? I’d rather die with you than live without you.”

Abigail’s writing is amazing as ever and the storyline completely captivating. I cannot wait to see what comes next in the Fire’s Edge series. One day maybe even all the couples will reunite. One can hope at least.

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