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Thursday, August 28, 2014

Officer Next Door (Lock and Key #1) by Ranae Rose *~*~*~*~* Blog Tour, Review & Giveaway

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Publication Date: June 2, 2014
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Synopsis: How can anyone resist temptation when it’s right next door?

Riley County North Carolina has a lot to offer: coastal views as far as the eye can see, and men in uniform who are even more gorgeous. Home to the most notorious prison in the state, Alicia’s new hometown is crawling with men who carry their own handcuffs and know how to use them – like Officer Liam Alexander, her one and only neighbor. After catching him out of uniform, she can’t resist pausing to enjoy the show. When Liam’s Southern charm drives him across the property line, life gets hotter than the Carolina summer could possibly account for. Unfortunately, there’s a dark side to life in the coastal haven, even with an officer next door.

Coordinating special events at a historic – and supposedly haunted – plantation is enough to have Alicia questioning her senses and her sanity, but the spirits of the past take a backseat to a pair of escaped convicts who blaze a trail of mayhem across Riley County. Not even the most intense chemistry can survive the perils that make a sunny seaside town a dangerous place to be after dark … can it?

Review

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Officer Next Door (Lock and Key #1) by Ranae Rose
Review by Theresa Esterline
Stars: 5

Mysterious, suspenseful, sexy, and complete with men in uniform! 

Great start to this new series by Ranae Rose. There are good ghosts, a somewhat friendly alligator, lots of hot men in uniform, and two murdering felons turned loose on the sleepy town of Riley, North Carolina. Whoops, I forgot the sassy friends, rescued dog, bridezillas, and I'm sure there is more I'm leaving out. I don't want to give away too much, so I'll just tell you a bit about the story...

Alicia is new the area, living quite a ways from town with only one close neighbor. One who doesn't close his bathroom curtains and the view is quite impressive. Except she always seems to be a clumsy, bumbling mess when she actually talks to him. Liam is the neighbor who also enjoys watching her shadow striptease behind her blinds each night. Once there is a break from the prison transport his protective instincts kick in high gear and then the sparks start flying high! You'll never guess who helps save our hero, but half will guess right at who breaks the felon's nose... Can't wait for the next one!

Favorite Passages: 
- She’d gotten home ten minutes ago and had banned herself from the kitchen, refusing to allow herself to spy on Liam’s after-work shower.
- Alicia was prepared to return him if a rightful owner showed up, but hoped one wouldn’t – she was already getting attached to him, even if he was a panty thief.
- And never, ever tuck your thumbs inside your fists – you’ll break them if you punch that way.”
- She didn’t always trip over things, though she probably had a fat chance of convincing him of that now.
- “Hey! Not all of us have to scheme to get female attention,”
- Bodies fitted so tightly together they might as well have been a lock and key.
- She shrugged. “Who cares? The handcuffs make up for it.”
- “Luck is just a step away from fate.”
- “Sometimes life takes a bad turn. And sometimes you get lucky. Fate – whatever you want to call it – takes over, and you live to do something stupid on another day.”

ExcerptOfficer Next Door (Lock and Key, #1) by Ranae Rose



The rising sun burnt on the Carolina horizon like a jewel, causing the tidal mist to light up like it’d been set on fire. It was the most gorgeous thing Alicia had ever seen, besides her naked neighbor. The sight of him stripping down lit up the morning like nothing else could – not even the extra-bold, extra-large cup of coffee she clutched as she stared through her kitchen window.
Everything about him was extra-large, too. She, however, was anything but bold.
She’d die if he knew she’d been watching him like this for the past three weeks, ever since she’d moved in. Guilt surged through her system just like her daily caffeine infusion, but that didn’t keep her from enjoying the display, all that taut muscle and bare skin.
Not even close.
“Good Lord,” she sighed, to no one but herself. DC seemed faraway already; the big city had disappeared in her rearview mirror weeks ago to be replaced by real Southern heat and charm, two things her new neighbor radiated in spades.
Not that she’d spoken to him much yet.
There’d been the occasional hello when they glimpsed each other outside, usually coming to or from work. That was it, mostly because the sight of him in uniform had a way of leaving her tongue-tied, silenced by the guilty pleasure that struck her every time she looked in his direction. She couldn’t so much as glance at him without thinking about that uniform coming off in slow motion, revealing his perfect body.
Maybe it was his fault for not closing the bathroom blinds, the ones that hung over the window directly across from the shower.
Or maybe it was her fault for enjoying the striptease with her morning coffee day after day, saying nothing.
Either way, she wasn’t complaining. Close-cropped dark hair, sun-tanned skin stretched over a six foot frame of solid muscle and an ass that appeared to be sculpted from granite, not to mention the amazing view when his back wasn’t to her: the vision had been seared into her memory, and it stayed with her even after he slung a towel around his hips and strolled out of the bathroom, disappearing from her view.
That was her cue to gulp down the rest of her coffee and pull herself together before she rushed to the Wisteria Plantation House. She’d been hired there as the special events coordinator, had moved and reshaped her life around the new job, though as she drained her coffee mug, swallowing the bitter grit that swirled at the bottom of the cup, she was so dazzled by what she’d just seen that it was sure to be a challenge just to coordinate her hair and makeup for the day, let alone an outfit.
Despite the sexually-charged fog her neighbor had left her in, she managed to brush on some cosmetic staples, twist her chestnut hair into a simple chignon and shed her robe, pulling on khaki pants and a purple blouse. As she dressed, she pretended that the brush of her own fingertips against her skin didn’t inspire imaginings of what it’d be like to feel her neighbor’s hands on her body. Lastly, she slipped on sandals, a pair with modest kitten heels that’d allow her to navigate Wisteria’s grounds without breaking an ankle.
Or so she thought. When she finally walked out the door with her purse slung over her shoulder and a travel mug in one hand, she tripped over the threshold and was launched forward through the muggy Carolina air.
She windmilled, dropping her handbag but – miracle of miracles – managing to maintain her grip on her coffee.
The mug was a fancy one that remained sealed until one pressed a button, freeing the flow of liquid within. As she bent to pick up her purse and then straightened, quickly smoothing her clothing, she realized that the anti-spill mug was the best twenty dollars she’d ever spent.
Heat flooded her cheeks as she said a silent prayer of gratitude for spill-proof technology. Her neighbor was standing on the front porch of his bungalow-style house, a cute place painted a shade of moss-green that blended right into the wooded backdrop. Judging by the way he stared, frowning in her direction, he’d seen everything.
“Are you all right?” His voice echoed across the few yards between them, sounding with a depth that sent a frisson racing down her spine.
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About Ranae Rose

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Ranae Rose is the best-selling author of more than twenty adult romances and counting. Originally from Maryland, she grew up the daughter of a US Marine and always wanted to be a writer. Today she lives on the US East Coast with her man in uniform, young children, German Shepherd dogs and overflowing bookshelves.
Her love affair with the romance genre began as a teen when a classmate handed her a romance comic book. Instantly hooked, she read them during class behind her textbooks and under her desk. She hasn’t looked back since.
When she’s not writing or reading, she enjoys things like good coffee, travel and fitness – especially pursuing her elusive goal of getting her husband to tap out on the jiu jitsu mats (no luck so far).

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Well, break a bottle on my bum...

 

Our First blog tour!

*wipes tear from eye*
 
 
We have the supreme pleasure of introducing you to Deliza Rafferty...
this girl can write some seriously hot smut.
Yes, she can...
*ahem*
 
Anyways, back to the blog tour!
(18+ years or older, please!)
 
 

Deliza Rafferty's BIO:

Deliza Rafferty is a new erotic romance writer (spicier than traditional romance without hardcore BDSM - always super hot!) located in Hollywood. She's written all sorts of stories and poems for personal enjoyment si...nce she was a little girl, but has spent most of her career in the music business. She is venturing into sharing her musings publicly for the very first time and is excited that modern day technology allows her to do it at her leisure.

Currently she is focused on writing The "Savannah Rossi Chronicles," a series of ten erotica/erotic romance short stories that pave the way to an eventual full length novel. Each story is a stand alone and follow the steamy adventures of a musically-gifted singer/songwriter named Savannah Rossi as she navigates her burgeoning career and love life.

Deliza means "gives pleasure" and Rafferty means "rich and prosperous." With a name like that, what else could she do? Like...legally?




*****
If this cover doesn't dampen your knickers...

 
 
HOUND DOG - Vol. 4 of the Savannah Rossi Chronicles

The "Savannah Rossi Chronicles" is a series of erotica/erotic romance short stories that pave the way to an eventual full length novel. Each story is a stand alone and follow the steamy ...
adventures of sexy, independent, musically-gifted singer/songwriter Savannah Rossi, who is teetering on the verge of national success. This is no spoiled brat pop princess looking to be saved. Confident, driven, intelligent and unabashed in her sexuality, Savannah has created her own success and enjoys a vibrant sex life on her own terms with men of her choosing. Is it possible that any one man could tame such an independent free spirit? Who says she even needs to be tamed? Follow Savannah's journey to find out!

In 'Hound Dog', volume 4 of the series, Savannah lands a major studio gig singing for one of the music industry's hottest songwriter/producers. However, she is blindsided when she shows up to to the job to find that the only man she ever gave her heart to - the one who also demolished it several years prior - is the sound engineer on the recording sessions. As painful memories are revisited, Savannah and Jax struggle to behave professionally in spite of the deep-seated hatred and intense desire they still hold for each other. Time does not necessarily heal all wounds -- and new ones can still be inflicted...

*Contains graphic sexual content, language and mild violence.*
 
With that being said, I wasn't going to pass up reviewing this one myself ;)
 
 
 ******* REVIEW *******

Hound Dog- Vol. 4 The Savannah Rossi Chronicles
Deliza Rafferty
Review by: Kris (of I Heart Books)

Wow! To start I was warned it was "dark and twisty" by the author when requesting a review. Dark and twisty always sounds like a good-time to me, and I was not let down! I would also add; explosive and intense.

Have you ever wondered how you would react if forced to work with an old flame, one who took your innocence and broke your heart? Savannah and Jax rub eachother wrong right from the start, but quickly compose so that neither of them look unprofessional. Luckily, they have had others around to act as buffers. That is, until one day they are made to work alone. An intense (there's that word) argument between the two leads to some regrettable actions and subsequently the two part ways. Not on the best terms... again. BUT just when you think it SHOULD be over between Sav and Jax, a little B&E flips the story over and rubbing eachother wrong turns into rubbing eachother right, yet still wrong. LOL You have to read it!

If I had one complaint, twist my arm, it might be that I really thought mega-producer, Greg was going to play a bigger role in the end. He seemed set up to steal the lead heart-throb, but maybe in future installments we will see him more!

In the end I am so torn by how HOT this relationship was, very vivid and exciting sex scenes, but also by how- I don't want to say 'abusive' it was- I didn't get the sense it was abusive in nature. Just intense (YES, again) and that is true-to-life for some. Makes for hot sex scenes, that is for sure ;)

4 out of 5 stars from me!

Be sure to visit Deliza Rafferty's blog here!
 Also, join the Hound Dog event on Facebook here!

Thank you, Deliza!
We are wishing you much success and many a smutty
scene in the future!
--Kris