Review of Sex Positions, Transitions and Intuitions by Brian Hughes

Sex Positions

 

Genre: Self-help

Length: 107 Pages

Description:

Discover the Different Sex Positions You’ve Most Likely Never Tried Before.

Are you searching for the best sex position guide? Wondering what are the most fulfilling and satisfying sexual positions you can try on? You are not alone! In fact, everyone knows that having great sex is one of the major factors in having a successful and romantic relationship. You’re about to discover the top Sex Positions that will make your partner think that you are a Sex God.

What makes this book different from other Sex books?
A fully illustrated sex book. This book doesn’t include sex positions that are impossible to do. Suitable for both young and married couples. Includes sex positions that you’ve most likely never tried before.

This book is written for average couples who want to have above-average sex. This book covers the topic of sex and how to increase the passion you feel for each other both inside and outside of the bedroom. It’s designed to help and teach you how you can have a mind-blowing sex life that provides maximum pleasure for both partners involved.

All you need to rekindle your sex life is your partner, your desire for fire, and this handy little guide that will walk you through the whole thing! With a little passion and desire, you can transform the face of your sex life for good. These tips, tricks, and positions will bring the passion back time and time again!

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

I’m going to start with the first line of the synopsis, “Discover the Different Sex Positions You’ve Most Likely Never Tried Before.” Because of this one sentence I had high hopes for this book. I shouldn’t have gotten my hopes up.

Most of the positions are what I’d call ‘normal’ positions. Everyone knows what a reverse cowboy is and other positions similar or at least most do. The more advanced positions were for people…let me say…not like me. In other words I learned nothing new that was physically doable.

Another thing is that it was written by a man and seemed intended for men. I assumed that it would be intended for both parties, but with things like…

“If you’re a man and you’re worried about enjoying yourself…don’t be. Getting a woman off is extremely enjoyable, especially if your cock is the instrument of stimulation. The trick is to know what you’re doing and keep control of yourself, and this book will help with both of those things. You will also find that most women are extremely…grateful and reciprocal…when it comes to pleasing a man who has effectively gotten her off. This is by no means a guarantee, but you won’t have to ask for oral sex if you fuck a woman until she comes three times. Just look deep into her eyes and tell her you want her to lick her juices off your cock.”

…it’s hard to say that this is beneficial for both parties. I mean I may be a little sexist on this, but if a woman tells a man she wants to like her juices off of him, he’d be like hell yes, but having him ask it of her might make her feel obligated. Then again that is strictly my opinion and I’m not asking anyone to agree with me.

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Review of Ice Hard (New York Nighthawks #2) by Tracy Goodwin

“Oh my God, I’m on Scorcher!” 

 

Genre: Sports Romance (Hockey)

Length: 232 Pages

POV: Alternating First Person

Description:

Hockey’s resident bad boy is hell on skates. But when he falls in love, he falls hard.

Nick: As one of the New York Nighthawks, I’ve got it all: fame, success, wealth, plus I’m handsome as hell.
As for my relationships? They could be better.
I know how to do one-night stands, but I’m starting to crave something more.
Then I meet Camille Benetti.
She’s sexy, smart, sarcastic—totally my kind of girl.
The only problem? Cami doesn’t date hockey players.
But she’s never met me. . . .

Cami: Nick George is impossible to resist. Not only is he scorching hot, he’s kind, he’s funny, and he wants me bad.
But I learned my lesson the hard way: no jocks.
So why do I agree to be Nick’s date to the wedding of the year?
One night . . . that’s our deal.
He is the best man, after all.
But Nick is crystal clear about his intentions. He wants a relationship.
And he’s tempting me to break all my rules. . . .

Tracy Goodwin’s seductive New York Nighthawks novels can be read together or separately:
ICE HOT • ICE HARD

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from Random House Publishing Group – Loveswept via NetGalley.*

Camille doesn’t date, especially not hockey players. She’s been there, done that, and got the emotional scars to prove it. All she wants is to take over her family’s restaurant, but what she wants means littler to her family.

Nick has seen his best friend find love and now it’s looking more and more appealing. He wants a happily ever after too, but the girl he wants it with keeps blowing him off. And he is persistent, although he won’t wait forever.

He’s fierce in his love for her.

Ice Hard is a great addition to the New York Nighthawks series. I loved the witty banter between Camille and Nick; it made for an emotionally interesting read. There’s humor, a little heartache, surprise encounters that sometimes can be very interesting (mostly funny), and characters who liven up the pages.

The only thing that drove me crazy was that Nick kept referring to her by Cami and Camille, back and forth, in the same paragraphs. It kept me from fully connecting to her because I kept stumbling. Other than that it was a very good book and I enjoyed the storyline immensely.

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The below video is influenced by a song referenced in the book.

 

Review of Death and Dreams (Dark Desire #4) by Viola Calvary

“The Puppet Master sends her greetings…” 

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Suspense

Length: 201 Pages

POV: Third Person

Description:

The final novel of Dark Desire: Dahlia and Kenny are wrapped in madness, passion, and the final struggle against the undying rulers.

Dahlia, Kenny, and Borreal are left with a scattered force as the king’s city is overrun by an unholy army of humans, monsters, and the undead. With seven immortals left alive to hunt her and her allies, Dahlia is forced to resort to desperate tactics that push her far beyond her limits. As the world crumbles around her, she falls into the embrace of the dark energy she channels and faces the ultimate sacrifice that there is no turning back from.

Don’t miss this steamy finale filled with new depths of darkness and suspense.

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

Death and Dreams wraps up the Dark Desire series perfectly. The ending was very unexpected, which made it all the better. Dahlia finally gets the freedom she’s wanted since the beginning. But first, there are a few immortals she has left to dispose of, and they do not go silently in the night….or well most don’t.

As its predecessors this one continues with the only kind of bloodshed two ‘demons’ can cause. However, they are not the only ones leading these battles. There’s a pink haired girl filled with determination to make the world a better place for her son and she leads everyone with the hope they need.

“A great black dragon watched over the woman he held; he was a force of nature, still as death.”

In the true nature of war I was saddened to discover not all of my favorite characters made it through to the end, but every single person fought well and deserved the win the team eventually got. I won’t say who, but if you are someone who gets attached to characters you may want to keep some tissues handy.

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PROMO: When the Marquess was Mine by Caroline Linden

Historical Romance – 400 Pages

About the Book:

In the game of love…

Georgiana Lucas despises the arrogant and cruel Marquess of Westmorland even before learning that he’s won the deed to her friend Kitty’s home in a card game. Still, Georgiana assures Kitty the marquess wouldn’t possibly come all the way to Derbyshire to throw them out—until he shows up, bloody and unconscious. Fearing that Kitty would rather see him die, Georgiana blurts out that he’s her fiancé. She’ll nurse the hateful man back to health and make him vow to leave and never return. The man who wakes up, though, is nothing like the heartless rogue Georgiana thought she knew…

You have to risk it all

He wakes up with no memory of being assaulted—or of who he is. The bewitching beauty tending him so devotedly calls him Rob and claims she’s his fiancée even as she avoids his touch. Though he can’t remember how he won her hand, he’s now determined to win her heart. But as his memory returns and the truth is revealed, Rob must decide if the game is up—or if he’ll take a chance on a love that defies all odds.

Excerpt:

Chapter One

1819

 

It was to be a bacchanal for the ages.

As Heathercote remarked, a man only turned twenty-nine once. Marlow pointed out that a man also only turned twenty-eight, or thirty, once as well, but they were well used to ignoring Marlow’s odd points of reason, and this one was promptly forgotten.

Heathercote planned the entire affair, inviting the most dashing, daring rogues and scoundrels in London. He declared it to be the invitation of the month, and that he’d turned away several fellows for lacking wit, style, or both. “You mean they aren’t up to your standard of mayhem,” said Westmorland, whose birthday it was, to which Heathercote mimed tipping his hat in acknowledgment.

After a raucous dinner at White’s, they decamped for the theater. The production was well under way when they invaded the pit in search of amusement. By the time the show ended, they had drunk a great deal of brandy, thrown oranges at the stage, and lost Clifton to the company of a prostitute.

Everyone’s memories ran a bit ragged after that, with vague recollections of singing in the streets and Marlow casting up his accounts somewhere in Westminster, but eventually they settled at the Vega Club. It was so late, the manager tried to dissuade them from play. Mr. Forbes knew every one of them could wager for hours, and the Vega Club closed its doors at dawn.

But Heathercote persuaded him to let them in and to give them the whist salon all to themselves. “We’ll leave by noon,” he promised, patting Forbes on the chest as he slid a handful of notes into the man’s hand. His words were remarkably steady for a man who’d been drinking for eight hours. Grim-faced, Forbes let them in, where they commandeered the main table and called for yet more wine.

A few intrepid souls followed them from the club proper. Forbes tried to stop them at the door, but Forester recognized one and waved them in. “We don’t mind winning their money,” he said with a hiccup.

They played whist, then switched to loo. One loser was dared to drink off the contents of his full flask in one go, which he did. The room filled with cigar smoke and ribald language, and the wagers grew extravagant. Marlow won a prize colt off Forester. Heathercote wagered his new phaeton and ended up with someone’s barouche. Sackville won the largest pot of the night, and everyone pelted him with markers.

And then one of the hangers-on spoiled it. He had the look of a country fellow new to London, with an arrogant bluster that was initially amusing but eventually turned annoying. He’d played well enough, winning a bit and losing with colorful curses that made the rest of them roar with laughter. But it became abruptly clear that Sir Charles Winston was in over his head when he wagered his house.

Marlow laughed. Heathercote picked up the scribbled note Winston had put forth and read it with one brow arched. “Can’t wager property, Winslow.”

The man was already ruddy from drink, and now he turned scarlet. “Can so! Your fellow wagered a horse.”

“Horses are portable,” said Forester, his Liverpool accent bleeding through. “Houses are not.”

“Houses are worth more!”

“Aye, too much more.” Heathercote flicked the note back across the table. “Markers.”

“I haven’t got any more markers,” muttered the younger man. For a moment everyone focused in surprised silence on the empty space in front of him. None of them had run out.

“Then fold your hand,” Forester told him. “You’re out!”

Winston’s chin set stubbornly. His mate tried to slide some markers toward him, but he angrily shoved them back. “Give me a chance to win it back.”

“All the more reason to walk away, if you’ve lost ‘em all.” Marlow waved one hand, nearly toppling out of his seat. Mr. Forbes, watching grimly from the corner, came forward. “Forbes, Windermere is done.”

“Sir Charles,” murmured the manager. “Perhaps it’s time to go.”

“Not yet!” Winston scowled at them all, shaking off his friend’s quiet attempts to get him to fold. “Not now, Farley! They got a chance to turn their luck. Why shouldn’t I?”

“Luck is like the wind,” said a new voice. Nicholas Dashwood, the owner of the Vega Club, stepped out of the shadows. “It rarely turns propitiously.”

Winston stubbornly sank lower in his seat. “I deserve ‘nother chance.”

Heathercote slung his arms over the back of his chair. “Well, West? What say you? Shall we let him stay and wager away everything he’s got?”

Lounging in his seat, the Marquess of Westmorland looked up in irritation. “Really ought to go, Winsmore.”

“Wins-less, more like,” snickered Marlow.

Winston sat up straighter in his seat. “Please, my lord.”

“Oh, let him ruin himself,” muttered Forester, shuffling his cards restlessly.

The marquess lifted one shoulder. “Damned if I care.”

“Sir Charles,” said Dashwood evenly, “do not wager what you cannot afford to lose.”

Winston scooped up the scribbled paper and added a line, signing his name with a flourish. “I won’t, sir.”

But he did. Within four hands, he’d won a bit and then lost it all—including the deed. Suddenly he did not look so belligerent or so stubborn. He looked young and quite literally green, staring at the winning hand, lying on the table.

“Should have listened,” said the unsympathetic Heathercote. “Should have left.”

Winston puffed up furiously. “Should have known better than to play with the likes of you!”

“Di’n’t y’know that before you sa’ down?” Marlow’s words slurred together. “Stupid bloody fool!”

“That’s my home!”

“And you risked it at loo!” Heath made a derisive noise. “Idiot.”

Winston was the color of beets. “Don’t call me that.”

Sackville raised one brow. “No? ’S not your home anymore.” He reached out and plucked the scrawled paper from the pile of markers and examined it, although his eyes never quite managed to focus on it. “It ‘pears to be West’s.”

His friends howled with laughter. “He doesn’t need it,” cried Winston. He made a convulsive grab for the paper before his lone remaining friend caught his arm. “He’s got a dozen houses!”

“Set it up as a brothel, West,” suggested Forester. “And give all your mates discounted fees.”

“Free!” yelped Marlow with a wheezing laugh.

Winston drew a furious breath, but instead of continuing the fight he turned and rushed from the room, rather unsteadily; he wrestled with the door, and then almost tripped on his way out, causing more howls of laughter from the table. His friend helped him back onto his feet before the door closed on them both.

“Who invited him?” asked Heathercote in disdain.

“Marlow.”

“Ballocks,” mumbled Marlow, putting his head down on the table. “Never did. Was Forester.”

Forester made a rude gesture. “I vouched for the other man, Farley.”

“Your friends are all bad ton,” said Sackville.

Forester’s face tightened. He rose and swung his wineglass into the air in a toast, spilling some. “Thank you all for a most exciting evening, gentlemen.” Pointedly he bowed only to Viscount Heathercote and Lord Westmorland. Sackville repaid him with a rude gesture at Forester’s back.

Heathercote protested, but Forester waved him off and left. With Marlow asleep on the table and Sackville still giggling drunkenly to himself, Westmorland placed his hands on the table, hesitated as if gathering strength, then heaved himself to his feet. “The carriages, Dashwood.”

Stone-faced, the owner left. Westmorland surveyed the table. “Did I win the last?”

“Aye,” said Heathercote with a wide yawn.

“Credit it all, Forbes,” said the marquess. “God above, I’m tired.”

As expressionless as his employer, the manager stepped forward. With an air of distaste, he picked up the deed promise and held it out. “I cannot credit this, my lord.”

West stared at it. “Damn. Right.” He stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket and staggered out into the morning sunlight with Heathercote, never guessing the trouble that wagered deed was about to cause him.

 

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Review of No Saint (Blood Legion MC #3) by Rie Warren

“Is that a lure in your pecker?” 

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance, MC Romance, Suspense

Length: 369 Pages

POV: Alternating First Person

Description:

To him, she’s absolutely irresistible. To her, he’s nothing but bad news. When their fates collide, the only thing they have in common is destined to tear them apart.

SAINT
With a rap sheet about as long as the inked sleeves on my arms, I’ve been a misfit with a questionable track record. But I’ve fought for and found a home with the Blood Legion MC. Through thick and thin, brawls and bloodletting, I’ve created a rep: I’m the man.

I’m the man, and Honoré’s the only woman I want. This obsession with her is irrational and stupid considering she’s prickly, pissed off with me before I can even make a move, and definitely not my type. Except the beautiful New Orleans street busker takes my breath away—all untapped passion simmering just beneath the surface.

Something much darker simmers just beneath the surface of her life too.

HONORÉ
Being someone’s old lady is the last thing on my mind. Been there, done that, along with the obligatory bourbon shots, random ink, and riding bitch on some guy’s bike. I can’t slip away from my life, or spare time for a surly biker who has crawled under my skin and rattled my last nerve in a sexy, delicious way.

Saint. As if. I’ve known my fair share of outlaw MC dudes, and not a single one of them was anything close to righteous. I want to hate him and everything he stands for, but he’s ridiculously hot. He’s annoyingly persistent. And he’s surprisingly kind.

There’s no way I can sacrifice all I’ve fought for to be with him. When Saint brings danger to my door, it’s only a matter of time before my secrets spill over to rip us apart.

Blood Legion MC:
Cry Mercy
Save Grace
No Saint
Get Revenge

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

I have to start by saying that this book has very graphic fight scenes (which I enjoyed) and one hell of a rape scene. Some people can’t handle books like that, but in true MC fashion this one doesn’t go down without a fight.

Now onto my thoughts…

Saint wants what his fellow MC friends have found. That special someone. And the moment he laid eyes on Honoré he knew she was all he wanted. It didn’t matter that she shut down his advances each and every time he tried. He was determined to win her over. It doesn’t matter her secrets, he’ll do what his heart tells him to.

Honoré is a single mom with a demented baby daddy ex who enjoys making her life hell. She wants nothing to do with men like him and although she knows Saint is different, she just doesn’t know if she can trust her own judgement.

I love the relationship between Saint and Caleb. It’s pure and at times quite humorous. It’s a relationship every single mother wishes for. There’s also Momma Joan. I’m not sure I have words to describe her. She can make a biker blush that’s for sure.

Honoré, child, all I’m saying is I’m a lot older than you, and I still get my pipes cleaned from time to time. You’re too young to be getting cobwebs all up in your hoo-ha.”

No Saint is another amazing part of the Blood Legion MC. These guys may turn into romantic saps when they find that special someone, but don’t let that fool you when it comes to how far they’re willing to go for that person or to help a fellow brother. They would and have destroyed everything in their paths to save the ones they love. This book is no different. And it’s one of my favorites in this series.

“You’re not thinking about getting me back in the sack, are you? Because I do love you, but I think you broke my pussy last night.” – Have to say this is one of my favorite quotes now!

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Review of Unraveled by Aubrey Bondurant

“Not a chance in hell.”

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Length: 303 Pages

POV: Alternating First Person

Description:

Unraveled:
To become undone.
To take apart.
To destroy.

I thought I had it all with my well-respected job, Hollywood boyfriend, and glamorous lifestyle. Until the truth revealed a different story. In one day, after a single word, my carefully constructed life was obliterated.

But it’s only the beginning of my spiral. There’s much further to fall.

Then I meet him. He’s the perfect man at the most imperfect time. It’s only meant to be a one night stand. A last fling before my new reality sets in. But he has different ideas. Because he doesn’t know the truth. Once he finds out, I’m convinced he’ll realize this is too much for a new relationship. He’s sure to cut and run. It’s for the best really.

After all, how can I possibly fall in love when I’m falling apart?

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

First of all let me give a mascara warning: you’ll need tissues!

Layla is an amazing woman. When they say bad things come in threes they mean it. She has one thing right after the other happen and yet she remains determined. That is until she received a text from her brother to play a fake girlfriend to his best friend and then everything changes.

Kellan just wanted to hang out and do a little fantasy football with his friends. He never expected to see his ex there, but much to his surprise he had a fake girlfriend there for the rescue. And damn did she knock his socks off.

“You keep crying every time I kiss you, and I’m likely to develop a complex.”

A fake display ended up a one night stand which ended up a whole lot more.

Unraveled is an emotional journey for the hopeless romantic. Layla goes through cancer treatments and all the side effects. Kellan tries to be everything she needs to make things easier for her. It’s sweet! And oh my goodness what the family does to be supportive…let me say it again…TISSUES!

“… Did I mention there ma be a direct linage between the number of orgasms you’ll receive and the number of crackers you eat?”

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Review of Moon Kissed (The Outlier Prophecies #8) by Tina Gower

“That’s where I went wrong.”

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Suspense

Length: 240 Pages

POV: First Person

Description:

A sinister crime. A careless coverup. An impossible secret. Will Kate and Ian solve the case before they become the next victims?

Kate Hale would rather remain an invisible pencil pusher, but that’s been impossible since she broke the biggest insider predictions scandal in history. Time away on a case with her pack seems like the perfect solution, however, she can’t work the investigation if she’s served a restraining order on arrival.

The team rushes to find a loophole in their time-sensitive case to unravel an underground werewolf blood market. Are the members of the local Texas wolf pack innocent victims or are they in on the job?

In the midst of mounting evidence against their new pack allies, Kate and Detective Ian Becker receive news that will turn their pack upside down. If they don’t act quickly, they will forever be shunned from werewolf society.

Jennifer’s Review:

*I received this book free from the author.*

It’s been awhile since I read the last Outlier book and I worried I’d forget who everyone was, but Tina does a wonderful job at recapping just enough so you remember exactly who everyone was.

Kate is the alpha of their abnormal pack. It’s not exactly something she’d planned on, but she wants to be with Ian and with him being a wolf, pack life comes with him. Although to make it a true pack and for them to be true mates in the eyes of other packs then they have to have a traditional mating ceremony and boy is that interesting.

I enjoyed following the Angel’s Peak Pack as they actually became more of a pack. They’re learning to work together in their new roles and everything is coming together for them. They may not be a traditional pack, but they’re slowly earning the respect of other packs.

Moon Kissed is another great book in the Outlier Prophecy Series. With Kate, Ian, Ali, Goya, Dalia, Abbott, and the baby there is never a dull moment in this suspenseful journey of discovering who the culprits are. And there is a little twist that I didn’t expect, which made it all the better.

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