Archive | November 2014

New Release! DEATHWISH (Broslin Creek #6) by Dana Marton

DeathwishDEATHWISH (Broslin Creek #6) by Dana Marton

November 3rd, 2014

 

 

Officer Gabriella Maria Flores desperately needs a big win to save her career. A case that proves that she has her act together, something non-controversial to make people forget the recent scandal she’s been involved in. Instead, the murder she catches couldn’t be more high-profile, the number one suspect her boss’s brother. Means, motive, opportunity–check. And open-and-shut case, if she’s ever seen one. But then, instead of arresting the suspect, why is she falling in love with him?

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Dana Marton has thrilled and entertained millions of readers around the globe with her fast-paced stories about strong women and honorable men who fight side by side for justice and survival.

Kirkus Reviews calls her writing “compelling and honest.” RT Book Review Magazine said, “Marton knows what makes a hero…her characters are sure to become reader favorites.” Her writing has been acclaimed by critics, called, “gripping,” “intense and chilling,” “full of action,” “a thrilling adventure,” and wholeheartedly recommended to readers. Dana is the winner of the Daphne du Maurier Award of Excellence, the Readers’ Choice Award, and Best Intrigue, among other awards. Her book, TALL, DARK, AND LETHAL was nominated for the prestigious Rita Award. DEATHSCAPE reached the #1 spot on Amazon’s Romantic Suspense Bestseller list.

Dana has a Master’s degree in Writing Popular Fiction, and is continuously studying the art and craft of writing, attending several workshops, seminars and conferences each year. Her number one goal is to bring the best books she possibly can to her readers.

Keeping in touch with readers is Dana’s favorite part of being an author. Please connect with her via her web site (www.danamarton.com) or her Facebook page (www.facebook.com/danamarton).

Having lived around the world, Dana currently creates her compelling stories in a small and lovely little town in Pennsylvania. The fictional town of her bestselling Broslin Creek series is based on her real life home where she fights her addictions to reading, garage sales, coffee and chocolate. If you know a good twelve-step program to help her with any of that, she’d be interested in hearing about it!

 

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Dangerous Beauty ~ Michele Hardin

One day in a beautiful garden a young half Italian, half Russian boy met the daughter of his father’s African American business associate for the first time. Nineteen years later destiny brought them together for a second time. 
After the tragic death of his mother, Nathan Salerno decided to live a life devoid of love. His only goal in life was to live up to the expectations of his highly feared Mafia Boss father and make him proud to have him as an heir. As the anniversary of his mother’s passing drew near Nathan prepared to do what he did every year— disappear. When his childhood friends convinced him to join them on a vacation instead, Nathan’s life was changed forever. 
Carter Steele couldn’t remember her mother and thought she would never heal from witnessing her father’s murder. After that tragic night she moved to Hope Beach under a new identity. Her new life was far different from her previous one and hiding her true identity was harder and lonelier than she’d ever expected. That was until she spotted the handsome blond in the BMW. 
Will Nathan and Carter’s love survive the obstacles they face?
Chapter 4: Beautiful Stranger
The plane ride to Hope Beach was the most fun Nathan had experienced in a long time. He’d forgotten how much fun it was to hang out with Mickey, and even though he didn’t say it out loud, he was kind of looking forward to the trip with his brothers.
When they got off the plane Nathan was greeted by the warm winds and sunny sky. He was glad they made it to Hope Beach before dark so he could look around the “little piece of heaven,” as Kyle called it. And he was right. Hope Beach was beautiful. The sunny sky, warm breeze, the beautiful luxury homes, manicured lawns, and the gorgeous Hope Garden, all took Nathan’s breath away. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the beautiful assorted flowers that gave the garden a rainbow effect. It made him remember his mother. She loved gardens and she’d spent most of her time tending to her own. Gardening was a skill she had taught Nathan when he was very young. His father would always tell her that it wasn’t a skill that a man needed to possess, but his mother continued to teach him anyway. Nathan didn’t mind it at all, as a matter of fact, it brought him peace. Together-with the help of professionals- he and his mother built a beautiful garden that Nathan hadn’t visited since her death.
Nathan was still admiring the beauty as he waited for the stop light to change. When he looked up he saw the light was still red, so he turned his attention back to the garden. He noticed a large rose garden full of beautiful roses of various colors and his eyes settled on the yellow patch, those were his mother’s favorite. He remembered how she used them as decoration in their home and on his favorite big white gazebo, and the memory brought a smile to his face. It was memories like these that made him miss her even more.
He was enjoying the good memories of his mother when he noticed a pair of gorgeous brown legs appear in front of the yellow roses directly in his line of sight. His eyes began to journey upward to see the owner of those beautiful legs only to find a woman with her back toward him. She bent forward and picked up a rose that wasn’t rooted in the ground, giving Nathan a mouthwatering view of her incredible ass in the pair of khaki shorts she wore. Damn, he thought biting down on his bottom lip. She had the perfect ass, round, plump, and it looked soft as hell. Nathan was sure it would fit so perfectly in his hand.
When she stood up, she flipped her beautiful long hair over her shoulder. Nathan didn’t know if he had ever seen hair that beautiful before; it was like a thick black cloud that made its way down, ending in the middle of her back. It looked so soft; Nathan yearned to feel it against his skin. His eyes traveled to her beautiful legs again and he admired her gorgeous skin tone. God, her skin looked as smooth as silk, and so sweet like a rich Hershey’s chocolate bar. He really wished she would turn around so he could see her face.
And he got his wish.
When she turned around, for the second time in minutes, something in Hope Beach had taken Nathan’s breath away.
He was stuck, gazing at the stunning woman standing in the rose garden. She looked to be far away in thought as a small smile appeared on her beautiful face. She brought the rose up to the most beautiful full lips Nathan had ever seen, and placed a soft kiss on it. Nathan’s breath caught as a rush of memories flashed through his mind of him and his mother in their garden. His mother would pick up one of her roses and kiss it then recite something she made up that Nathan just couldn’t remember at the moment.
Shaking his head of the memory, his attention went back to the beauty in the garden. Her hair blew in the wind, and the sun kissed her smooth milk chocolate skin perfectly. She looked like an angel. Nathan was fighting to stay in the car, but it was like an invisible force was pushing him to jump out of the car, take her in his arms, and kiss her senseless. He wanted to know her name. No, he needed to know her name. He needed to know the memory that put that beautiful smile on her face. He needed to know w-
“Nathan! Hello, earth to Nathan!”
Nathan blinked rapidly and shook his head. What the fuck was wrong with him? Was he actually considering jumping from his car to run across the street and confess his love to a complete stranger? Holy shit…
He looked at Mickey, who was giving him a striking What-the-Fuck look. Nathan frowned. “What?”
Mickey pointed to the traffic light. “It’s green. It’s been green. Where the hell were you man?”
He could hear the horns blare from the drivers behind him but he wanted to steal one more peek at the beautiful stranger. When he looked her way once more, his breath caught in his chest. She was looking at him! She had a confused expression on her face, most likely wondering why the idiot in the black BMW was holding up traffic. Their eyes met, and damn it, Nathan was stuck again!
Her eyes were the most beautiful hazel with a hint of green and they held him captive, he was powerless against them. A slow smile appeared on her beautiful face and Nathan couldn’t help but mirror her smile. She raised her hand and waved at him which made him smile wider. She let out a shy giggle and shook her head, and Nathan could have sworn he swooned like a little bitch.
Nathan was completely captivated by her. Her smile was warm and her eyes were expressive, it was like they were having a conversation without even speaking to one another. He was going to run to her, he needed to run to her. God, why the hell did he want to run to her? What the fuck was wrong with him?….
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Carterina Anastacia Stone wakes up from the most terrifying experience of her life to find that her life has been totally flipped upside down. Nathan Salerno is her gorgeous fiancé she can’t remember even meeting, and the mother she thought abandoned her, is demanding to be a part of her life. 

Lies. Secrets. The truth. Each of them has a deadly consequence that seem to guarantee that Nathan and Carter will have to spend their entire lives looking over their shoulders. Carter feels like a walking target and Nathan’s determined to make her feel safe again. While revelations threaten to pull them apart, Carter and Nathan fight hard to keep their love strong. 

This and more in Part two of the edge of your seat trilogy Dangerous Beauty Part Two – A Mafia Princess.

 

Chapter 1: I Love you…
No one ever warns you about what happens when you fall in love. But why would they? There’s no point. When it happens, there’s nothing you can do to prevent it.
When you fall in love, you don’t just give your heart, you give your entire self. You put your heart in the hands of another, and that person becomes a lifeline. Your heart beats for them. They are the air you breathe. They are your smile, your laugh, your joy, and your sadness. That single person has the power to build you up until you feel a hundred feet tall—or shatter you, leaving you broken and scrambling to pick up the pieces of who you once were. Of who you were with them.
Love does this—
What happens if that person dies? What happens when the person who holds your beating heart in their hands no longer lives? Do you die with them? Well, that would certainly be easier than trying to continue life without your heart, your smile, your laughter, your joy—and even your sadness.
How can you continue living in a world without the one person that made your life so much more than it was before?
One day at a time?
Bullshit.
How can you make it to the next day if there is no tomorrow? If there is no year from now?
If you lose the person that makes you more than you were before you met, life becomes one long drawn-out day. The misery never ends, and there is no moving on.
“The One”. You hear people say it all the time. How they want to find “The One”. Well, what if you found “The One” and they were taken from you. How do you continue to live, sanely, in a world without “The One” person that fit you perfectly?
How?
Quick Answer. You Don’t . . .
That was the conclusion Nathan came to when he slipped into hysterics, Carter lying unconscious in his arms.
“Carter! Carter, wake up, baby!” He gently touched her face. “Wake up, Carter. Please! Let me see your eyes, honey.” Her eyes remained closed. “Carter, I’m begging you! Baby, open your eyes. Carter, please! Carter! Honey, open your eyes! Carter, wake up!”
When Carter’s eyes remained shut, Nathan held her close and did something he hadn’t done since he was a child. He cried. He held her tightly in his arms, begging and praying to God and anyone else who was listening to bring her back to him. He would give everything he possessed just to hear her voice, to see her smile at him, to hear her musical laugh, to have her grow old with him. He begged and pleaded while burying his face in Carter’s neck.
“Nathan?”
Nathan lifted his head quickly at the sound of Carter’s voice. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she looked up at him through glassy eyes.
Nathan sighed with relief, “Carter, baby, thank God. Look at me, honey, and try to stay awake for me.”
“Nathan, it hurts,” she cried softly.
The doors of the elevator opened, and Nathan rushed in, carrying Carter, while Anastasia quickly pressed the button for the first floor.
“I know, honey. I know. I’ll get you to the hospital as quickly as I can,” Nathan said frantically. He held her close as the elevator began its descent.
Nathan couldn’t think straight while she was in his arms, barely conscious. He would never be able to forgive himself for not keeping her safe from this. He didn’t understand how Mitchell had managed to pull this off, but he’d find out. He knew that Mitchell, Kent, and Patrick couldn’t have pulled this off without allies on the inside helping them get past security and gain control of the elevators. Nathan silently vowed at that moment that he would find every man involved and make him pay—severely.
He focused on Carter. He could see she was struggling to stay awake. When her eyes began to close again, Nathan gave her a light shake. “Carterina, baby, keep your eyes open.” She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. She slowly brought her hand to his face and wiped away his own. “I need you, Carter,” he confessed as more tears fell. “I need you, I can’t live without you, baby. I need you to fight for me. Please,” he pleaded with her desperately.
A sob escaped Carter’s lips, “I’m so sorry, Nathan.” She winced when pain shot through her head, but she didn’t stop talking, “I made a mistake. I’m so sorry,” she cried.
Nathan pressed his face against hers, “No, no, baby. Don’t apologize. This isn’t your fault, its mine. But I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”
“No, Nathan. It is my fault. You don’t understand. I made a mistake.” She took a deep shaky breath as the sobs continued to fall from her lips. “I made a mistake. He warned me not to mess up, but I did,” she cried.
“Carter, I don’t understand. Who warned you?”
“My father,” she sobbed. “I turned away from them. I could have killed them, but I turned away. I’m so sorry.” She cried and cried as Nathan held her close, trying his best to calm her.
“Shh . . . Don’t cry, мое красивое Роуз. Please . . . I can’t take it,” he said as he placed soft kisses atop her tears.
“I don’t . . . I don’t know how much longer I can stay awake, Nathan . . . I can’t—”
“Yes, you can, Carter!”
“No, I can’t,” she cried. “I pr-promise I’ll come back to you, Nathan, but I . . . I . . .”
Carter felt herself drifting again. She could faintly hear Nathan yelling her name as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and darkness once again overtook her.
 
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Born and raised in Missouri, I am a dreamer with an active imagination. I am in my 20’s and have a bachelor’s degree in Psychology. My dream is to one day make a mark in this world. I want do something that I will be remembered for, be someone people can respect. I have a big heart, and even bigger smile, and I love to read a good story. A perfect evening for me would include a glass of wine, chocolate, and a romance novel on my kindle. I have an overactive imagination and enjoy putting together a good story with raw emotion and shocking secrets. Dangerous Beauty is the first novel I have ever written and I hope to write many more in the future.
 

 

From Me to You Friday- Tamara- Thanks- After – Giving

Happy Day After Thanksgiving!

I found some wonderful new recipes to try for Thanksgiving this year and I was thrilled with how they came out.

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This is one of the Turkey rolls I made, courtesy of Rachel Ray

It was only 1/2 hour prep time, it came out great and OMG was it delicious!

if you’d like the recipe, here’s the link

http://shar.es/10y6Fo

On The Talk I found a recipe for slow cooker Pumpkin Brownies that my family said was decadent!

Personally it was a little too rich for my tastes, but I am not a dessert person.

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As one who loves to cook, but likes a clean kitchen, I will tell you this one used 4 bowls to make, Grr!

But, you line the slow cooker with tin foil and spray it with cooking spray and it came out like a dream, no sticking at all and the the slow cooker was clean under the foil!

Here’s the link for this one

http://www.cbs.com/shows/the_talk/topics/show/1003473/

And my last new dish, as many of you know my son, Alex is a Vegetarian, so no turkey for him! Lol

For Alex, I made Spinach/artichoke lasagne

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http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Artichoke-Spinach-Lasagna/Detail.aspx?evt19=1

It has mozzarella and feta cheese! Oh Yum!

We had a wonderful day, though we missed my oldest daughter and her family, she made her first Thanksgiving dinner herself this year, for her in-laws and was so excited!

I love to cook and I LOVE finding new recipes! so if you found a great new recipe this year please share!

I want to take this time to Thank YOU!

I so appreciate you ALL!

Thanks for joining us on the blog, buying our books, and following us on social media.

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Interview with Allyn Lesley

Beverly and Tamara: Welcome to SSLY. Thanks so much for joining us today. So first why don’t you tell us a little about yourself?

Thank you for having me. Well, I’ve been married for close to twelve years now to a man who drives me up the wall yet love with all my heart. We have two daughters, and eleven year old and a two year old. They are both trying to make me gray before I’m ready. I’m a new author with a debut that should be released sometime in January 2015 and I am very excited to chat with you two.

Tamara: What do you HAVE to have when you are writing?

My laptop. That’s pretty much all I need. Once my internet was being a douche bag and a friend suggested I write down the scene I was working on by hand and I was like: “huh”. My hubby has tried to get me to move with the times and compose my chapters via the talk-to-text feature but nope, I need to swipe my fingers across the keys.

Beverly: When did you start to write and who influenced you?

I began writing on another writing platform in hopes that the story I was sharing would reunite my parents. It didn’t but I caught the writing bug that I left when life happened.

Tamara: What do you think are the qualities that make up a “hero”?

My definition of a hero is probably totally different from what others who read romance novels would choose. But here goes, a hero stays true to himself. That is the only quality I like in my hero.

Beverly: Can you describe your favorite character?  And which of your books is he/she in? How do you come up with your characters?

My all-time favorite character is Prince Nikolai Kuzan. OMG. Love this man. lol. He appeared in Susan Johnson’s early 1990s book, Seized by Love. I don’t have a method to the madness when creating characters.

Tamara: What are the hardest scenes for you to write? Suspense? Sex? Dialogue? And why?

Sex scenes. They are either hits or misses with me. I can’t put my finger on why that is especially since I love sex lol. I don’t know let’s hope I have all hit sex scenes in my debut J

Beverly: What is your favorite scene in your favorite book?

When the hero and the heroine meet for the first time. Love it. Before that chapter, the readers get a sense of how my hero, Noah, and heroine, Avianna, are separately but when they meet … wow.

Tamara: What is your dream vacation?

My dream vacation spot is Bora Bora. When I win the lotto, I plan to retire there J

Beverly: What is the kinkiest thing you’ve ever done?  Or would like to? What?  We are all about the love! Fine! If you don’t like that question what was your worst date ever?

In my younger days when I was slim and children-free, the hubby and I used to love outdoor sexy times ;). Our first time was in broad day light in Central Park.

Tamara: What are your favorite types of heroines? Do you like the damsel in distress who needs saving or the kick-ass variety? Why?

I love a heroine who has a great sense of self OR is on the journey of discovering herself.

Beverly: How many books have you published? What genres? What drew you to that genre?

Deeper will be my first published novel. This will be a romantic suspense and I’m drawn to the genre because it fascinates me how men who do bad things can find women who love them.

Tamara: If you could spend the day with any person from history, real or fictional. Who would you choose and why?

The one person would be my grandfather. I miss him a lot. He passed in 1994 and before that we spent a lot of time together. My first name is an alternate spelling of my grandfather’s last name.

Beverly: What is your “guilty pleasure”?

Being in the bathroom by myself. lol. Having two children there’s no free time. They even barge into the most sacred of places, the bathroom, willy nilly.

Tamara: What dream or goal have you yet to realize?

To see my name on a novel.

Beverly: What was your most embarrassing moment or the craziest thing you’ve done? C’mon dish!

My most embarrassing moment occurred when I was pregnant with my last child. Oh boy. So I like to call what happened to me preggers brain. I think something happens when a woman is pregnant. It’s like we forget even our name. So one night, I was cooking. It should be said: I SHOULD NOT COOK. Anyway, I followed my mother-in-law’s directions for her famous meatloaf, or thought I did. However, I forgot quite a few things: eggs, bread crumbs, you know … the essentials. My kid, the one who claims to love me and came from my body, called the meatloaf – black heart. I don’t need to explain right? The color (it was more ashen than black) and the weird shape. I cried like a baby.

Tamara: What song are you?

That’s hard. It changes but right now I am Usher’s “Can you handle?”

Beverly: How do you know you’re in love? Is it a physical reaction, an emotional reaction or both?

It’s both. It’s the feeling like you’re scared and alive at the same time. It’s so conflicting, makes your stomach growl and calm simultaneously.

Tamara and Beverly: Okay. We are SSLY so I have to ask. Who loves you?

I love me. A few years back, that would not have been my first response because I struggled with self-esteem issues for too long. But, yup, I love me. My family and friends love me as well.

Now for some quick fun questions:

Boxers or briefs?   Neither J

Coffee or Tea?  Tea

Tall, dark and handsome or Blond and buff?  Tall, dark, and handsome AND blond and buff AND tatted and lanky. I love ‘em all.

Hairy chest or smooth?  Smooth. I’d hate to cough up a hair ball.

Chocolate or Vanilla?   Both.

Kinky or Sweet?  Both J. Are you seeing a pattern?

Fast or slow?  Depends on my mood.

Public or private? Private. I’m old and fat. No one wants to see all my good stuff except my hubby J

Top or bottom?  Bottom.

Biography

Allyn Lesley writes real stories about real people.

As a teen, Allyn lost herself in the pages of some of Romance’s heavyweights, trusting that a happy ever after was just around the corner. In Allyn’s own writing journey, as in life, she’s learned that people don’t always experience recovery and restoration after a fall. Her stories speak to the gritty side of life where the right choice isn’t always easily identified and happiness not quickly gained.

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Hardened Desire ~ Layna Pimentel

Hardened Desire by Layna Pimentel

 

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What could Luc Mercier, a gargoyle who’s more than a century old, possibly have in common with modern introvert, Gillian Harris? Loneliness and isolation.

When meddlesome friends bring the two together, neither is prepared for the flurry of emotions nor revelations that overwhelm them. That is, until Gillian stumbles across the truth and struggles with how she let her guard down.

Learning to love again has never been harder.

EXCERPT

Luc picked up a newspaper from the stand and tossed a two-dollar coin to the elderly man working the counter. He ascended the cavernous stairs of Bloor and Dufferin subway station, irritated by the lights flickering intensely. I should have just taken my car.

But if he did, Luc would have missed an opportunity to observe society other than from the café he frequented lately. A society he didn’t belong in, technically speaking, and had no business being a part of. Long gone were the muddy, off-beaten roads of provincial France. Long gone was the time when an over-flowing bodice was considered scandalous.

Now people thrived on exposing as much skin as possible. The modern day sentiment of what was attractive and acceptable embarrassed him to the core, from the mode of dress to the inappropriate use of language. Didn’t anyone know how to speak without using an expletive every other word? Where had humanity gone wrong? It was ghastly enough that children didn’t respect their elders, much less their parents.

Nevertheless, as much as this modern world perplexed him, nothing could deter him from at least enjoying his freedom, regardless of the limitations restricting his activities to the darkness of the night.

He did, however, miss the ambiance of candle light and the soft cries while seducing a woman, tormenting her with his wicked tongue. Exploring deviant, but heavenly, practices of binding and mixing pleasure with pain. Sweet promises falling from his lips while exploring every inch of her delicate and exquisite flesh.

These days, the few women he was able to enjoy weren’t interested in highly sensual liaisons. No. Today’s women thrived on being in control of seduction, whether they were proficient or not. There certainly wasn’t anything wrong with the scenario, but it wasn’t his taste. He preferred his women soft, like Genevieve…his sweet, sweet Genevieve.

No matter how many decades passed, the only woman he’d ever confided in, and planned to wed, crept into his mind many a time. Genevieve was an old soul, who found him and fell in love. Then, much like a Greek tragedy, their story ended woefully. The trust and courage it had taken to confess to Genevieve of the monstrosity he had become left him restless and, for once in his miserable existence, vulnerable. If not for her kindness, encouragement, and love, who knew what he would be doing and where.

This last week, though, he thought to explore the possibility of trying again. A particular woman, who frequented the café where he spent his early evenings drinking a brandy and reading The Daily Sun, had caught his particular interest. Her laughter aroused his curiosity in the few and far between moments when he contemplated actually living life. Her voice, whether chuckling or whispering to her friend, always made his body react in an animalistic way.

While they had never met, she seemed like someone he’d be interested in getting to know, at the very least, for a little while. Luc doubted very much he’d find another woman like the love of his life and often thought it would be better that way. How could he even begin to explain why he only ever spent time with her at night, and why he’d always be gone before the first sign of daybreak?

 

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BIOGRAPHY

Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her husband and two daughters.

Layna is a member of the Romance Writers of America, and is a monthly contributor at 69 Shades of Smut. For updates on her upcoming releases, or to leave her a comment, you can find at:

Website: http://www.laynapimentel.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/LaynaPimentel

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLaynaPimentel

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New Release ~ Complicated by M.M. Koenig

Title: Complicated (Secrets and Lies #2)
Author: M.M. Koenig
Genre: New Adult/Romantic Suspense
Publication Date: July 22, 2014 – 356 pgs
Mia Ryan has learned the hard way that her choices can have horrible consequences. Taking an offer that was supposed to get her life back on track was nothing but a ploy. To keep the ones she holds dear safe, she’s forced to finish what she started, without any hope of finding out why she was targeted in the first place. Though Mia has Ethan by her side, she can’t seem to believe in him, especially since most of his life remains a mystery. 



Ethan Fitzgerald has done everything in his power to prove to Mia that she can trust him, but it never seems to be enough to convince her to drop the last wall around her heart. With deep and dark secrets lurking around every corner, he has his own plan to keep Mia from any danger, but it may just shatter their love forever. 



There are so many questions – with even more shocking answers – and when Mia uncovers the truth, nothing will ever be the same…

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SSLY Review
Complicated was an extremely good book but not book that you could read as a stand alone. You really need to read Conflicted first then Complicated second, because Complicated is a continuation of Conflicted. I started with Complicated as was extremely confused once I backed up and read both together I was hooked from page one.I just loved Mia, She was truly a selfless human being, she put everyone else before herself but had been through hell and back twice and was still going forward, not bitter but trying to help others.

I thought Ethan and Mia were really good for each other, he really got Mia to open up and fight her demons. I think I have a new book boyfriend, he was sexy, caring, protective, supportive, thoughtful, charming, over the top, very alpha, smart, romantic and a good friend.

This book definitely kept you on the edge of your seat, you never knew what was going to happen next. There was twists and turns I never saw coming but there were scenes that were sweet as well as hot and steamy. I can’t wait for the next book to come out I am dying to know what happens next. This book I would definitely recommend!

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M. M. Koenig was born and raised in Minnesota. She now lives in the Twin Cities area with her loving dog Marley. She is a graduate of the University of Minnesota with a Bachelors of Science in Sociology.



M. M. Koenig enjoys being active and has a variety of interests that coincide with her passion for life. Always one to try new things, she has acquired a variety of skills. Her sarcastic nature and multitude of experiences tend to find their way into her novels.



When she has free time and isn’t writing, she spends as much time as she can with friends and family. To fuel her soul, she is constantly looking for new music, movies, and books to keep the writer’s block at bay.

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