Monday, March 27, 2017

Just an Illusion - The B Side (The Illusion #2)

Just an Illusion - The B Side (The Illusion #2)
Spoiler Free Review by Krystal
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"Three life-altering months …   That’s how long it’s been since Amelia Greyson joined the Just an Illusion Tour with Bastards and Dangerous. She’s made new friends, embraced her past, and even found love.   Back on the road …   Following a tragic situation, Amelia is determined to hit the road, put her life in order, and finish the book she was hired to write. Mel’s not the only one affected by what happened; the men of BAD are all trying to move forward, not wanting the past to ruin the remainder of their farewell tour.   Brother vs Brother …   Tensions are high on the Weston brothers’ bus. As each brother settles into their role in Amelia’s life, secrets threaten to rip their relationship to shreds. Can Noah and Sawyer find a way to save the brotherly bond they share? Or will the woman of their dreams end up tearing them apart for good?"



As always...i was so excited to get an ARC of Dee's book, as it seemed like it took forever to get here!!! And BAM.....Dee did it AGAIN (though it does not surprise me.) When we finished Just An Illusion Side A....we were left with a lot of uncertainty and with lives on the line... and Just An Illusion Side B picks up right where it ended. 

 sad crying drinking wine will ferrell GIFWe get more of the Bastards that we love. #WestonBoys #TeamNoah The banter, the romance, and the drama. Except some twists turns and even the biggest BOOK HANGOVER ever. You will be left screaming at the top of your lungs and unable to breathe...or at least I did.
This was me at the end of 
Just An Illusion Side B --->

I sat down and in one sitting divulged the book... yes as a mother of 2, they ate Spagetti O's for dinner and took baths the next day.

Truth be told...I can't write too much of this book, as I normally would because it would TRULY spoil the entire thing! No matter what I say...you will not be able to mentally prepare yourself for an EpIc ending!


As always, I am a HUGE fan of Dee Kelly. She never ceases to amaze..her writing is palpable, beautiful, and just astonishing!  I give Just An Illusion Side B 5 STARS!!!

Friday, March 24, 2017

Sex (Hollywood Love Series) by Jillian Dodd New Release and Review


Sex by Jillian Dodd
Release date:  March 24, 2017 
Synopsis
Meet Riley Johnson. CEO of Captive Films.
Hot. Rich. Privileged. Seriously Single.
There could never be a reality show about my life. It’d just be work and sex. Lots and lots of sex. No breakups. No fights with friends. Zero drama. Drama’s for the movies. Not for me.
I’m Riley Johnson. I’ve got it all. Brand new jet. Exotic cars. Luxury penthouse. Black card. A different aspiring actress (or two) in my bed every night. I run Captive Films. Where we leave you begging for more. Or maybe that’s just me.
My life is perfect. . . Until she walks back into it.

The Hollywood Love series follows the lives and loves of those who work at Captive Films:  Hot, successful, playboy Riley Johnson, whose business success far exceeds his success in love. Movie star, Keatyn Douglas, whose epic love story has spawned a series of books and movies. And Dawson Johnson, who joins Captive with a tragic past. Expect lots of drama, sex, and tabloid-worthy events.



Review

While this review isn’t designed to contain any spoilers it is written assuming you have read the first three books of the Hollywood Love series. If you haven’t, you may not want to continue.

Sex drops us right back where we left off with Riley, Ariela, Dawson, and Vanessa. We follow along to discover what has happened since we last seen them. We learn what has been happening with Shelby and her drama and we also get more from Keatyn and Aiden…can we ever have too much? They go together like wine and cheese on a perfect Fall day (or any day really, who am I kidding?)

I loved this book so much! I have been enjoying Jillian’s new books so much that I forgot just how much I missed “the gang” and their chemistry. There are points of this story where you laugh out loud and others where you just want to reach through the book and smack someone. The jury is out on which person you will want to smack though! From my conversations it seems that people have differing opinions! We at Bed Knobs and Book Babes would love to hear what you think. Who is on your list? Who have you missed the most? Who is your favorite character from the series? Was there a swoon worthy moment for you?

As usual, Jillian pulled me in from the beginning and kept my interest through the whole book!


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Jillian is a USA TODAY bestselling author who writes fun romances with characters her readers fall in love with, from the boy next door in the That Boy trilogy, to the daughter of a famous actress in The Keatyn Chronicles, to a kick-ass young assassin in the Spy Girl series.

Jillian lives in a small Florida beach town, is married to her college sweetheart, has two grown children, and two Labrador Retrievers named Cali and Camber. When she's not working, she likes to travel, paint, shop for shoes, watch football, and go to the beach.

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Saturday, March 18, 2017

The Letter (Earth Angel Series) by B.C. Burgess Review


 Synopsis

In a fiery tale filled with villains and heroes, this first installment of the Earth Angel series takes readers on a magical journey rich with emotion, intrigue, and danger. Fans of Twilight, The Red Queen, The Selection, and Harry Potter will devour this breathless fantasy set in a modern mystical world.

It all starts with a letter . . .
Eighteen-year-old Layla Callaway doesn’t believe in magic or soul mates. And if angels were real, her mother would still be alive.
But her mom’s dead and a surprise inheritance is about to change everything.

The Earth Angel series is a young adult adaptation of The Mystic Series by B.C. Burgess.

Excerpt

Quin could feel it coming—the perfect intro to an unusual subject. “There are a lot of things people don’t see,” he pointed out. “That doesn’t mean they don’t exist.”
“But that’s like saying anything’s possible,” Layla argued.
Quin’s heart skipped a few beats, his free hand flexing as nerves erupted, twitching his entire body. Everything was riding on how he handled the next few minutes. “So you need proof to believe in something,” he said, trying to keep his voice casual, but his anxiety was at an all-time high.
Layla thought for a moment then nodded. “Yeah. In order for me to say I honestly believe in something, I need proof. I could consider a theory, and find it plausible, but that doesn’t equal belief.”
“So if I told you I have a pair of jeans at home,” he teased, trying to ease his tension, “you wouldn’t believe me?”
“Very funny,” she laughed, “and completely off subject. Now, if you tell me there’s a purple alien staying in your guestroom, we’ll be back on track.”
“I don’t believe in purple aliens,” he countered.
Layla tilted her head. “How can you believe in one and not the other?”
“You believe I have jeans, yet you dismiss soul mates.”
“I’ve seen jeans, so I know they exist.”
“So it’s definite. For you, seeing is believing.”
“I would have to say, yes, it’s definite.” She paused, chewing her lip as she looked down. “That doesn’t mean I’m not open to ideas. I like to hear theories and form opinions. I just can’t support them without proof, and I won’t change my desired lifestyle based on blind faith.”
“I think that’s a strong and honest point of view,” he commended.
“Maybe. Or maybe it’s stubborn and contrary.” She stopped spinning her twig and looked him in the eye. “What else do you believe in?”
He hesitated, terrified to come right out and say it. “A lot of things. There are a lot of secrets out there.”
“But no purple aliens,” she added.
“Not that I’m aware of,” he confirmed.
She laughed and shook her head. “Okay. So what is out there?”
She’d done it again. She’d given him the perfect intro. After a deep breath, he took the plunge. “How do you feel about magic?”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you believe in magic?” he rephrased, barely breathing as he searched everything about her—face, posture, hands, the air around her.
“Are you asking if I believe magicians really do possess miraculous power?” she asked.
“No,” he clarified. “I’m not talking about sleight of hand or smoke and mirrors, which is what you see at public magic shows. I’m talking about real magic. The kind the public doesn’t see.”
“You’re forgetting,” she replied, “I need to see to believe.”
“Right,” he mumbled.
“Do you believe?” she asked.
Quin maintained sober eye contact as he answered. “I do.”
“Hmm…” she mumbled, curiously searching his gaze. Then she shrugged. “I guess that’s no different than believing in soul mates, and since we can’t prove each other wrong, it’s a moot point.”
Quin took a moment to memorize her smile before risking it. “What if I told you I could prove it?”
Her lips dropped as her forehead furrowed. “I guess I’d ask you how.”
Quin filled his lungs then scooted around, sitting cross-legged in front of her. She pulled her knees from her chest, crossing her legs as well, and he took her twig, tossing it aside so he could have her hands.
“Layla,” he breathed, meeting her stare, “I’m not like most people.”
“I know,” she smirked.
“That’s not what I mean,” he continued. “I’m saying I can do things other people can’t.”
She tilted her head, biting her lip as she watched his eyes. “Like what?”
“A lot of things,” he answered, tightening his hold on her hands. He couldn’t help himself. It took a great deal of restraint not to grip her like his life depended on it.
“Like what?” she urged.
Quin sighed and got it over with. “Like magic, Layla.”

Stunned, confused and torn between laughing and backing away, Layla had to make sure she’d heard correctly. “Magic?”
“Yes,” Quin confirmed.
“You’re joking,” she assumed.
“No,” he insisted. “I’m very serious.”
“Magic,” she repeated, at a loss for something useful to say.
Quin nodded, and Layla continued to stare, unable to make heads or tails of his confession. Oh god. He was crazy. She was in the middle of nowhere with a crazy person.
Quin shifted, his fingers flexing around hers. “What are you thinking?”
“That you’re crazy,” she snapped, agitated by the whole damn situation. She glanced over her shoulder, wondering how to handle the handsome nutcase. Then she smoothed her ruffled feathers and looked back. “I’m sorry. That was mean. But . . . well, are you?”
“Am I what?”
Crazy, she thought. “Unwell,” she answered. “Do you take meds and visit with doctors about your . . . magic?”
Quin smiled and shook his head. “I’m not crazy, Layla. I’m telling the truth. I can perform genuine magic.”
Apprehensive about playing along, Layla looked down, weighing her options. She hated the thought of blowing him off—returning him to the café before walking away forever. But she couldn’t sweep the subject under the rug and pretend his delusional behavior was normal.
“So,” she whispered, trying to remain sympathetic despite her disappointment, “what kind of things can you do?”
“Just about anything,” he answered, relaxing his grip. “Do you want me to tell you or show you?”
She raised an eyebrow, wondering how far he would take it. “Both.”
“Okay, but don’t let it scare you. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
“Okay,” she hesitantly agreed.
“Hand me that twig you were spinning,” he instructed, releasing one of her hands.
Layla reached out, blindly finding the twig and handing it over.
“Don’t be frightened,” he pressed, softly kissing her hand. Then he placed it in her lap.
Layla touched her tingling knuckles, her heart and cheeks flooding with warmth. Damn. Why’d he have to be crazy?
Quin held out a hand, and the small stick lay idle in his large palm. “I can make this twig do pretty much anything I want without touching it.”
“Show me,” she insisted.
Keeping his gaze on her face, he took a deep breath and pointed at the twig, which floated into the air! Layla gasped, clapping a hand over her mouth, and the stick fell to Quin’s palm.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“How did you do that?” she demanded.
“Magic,” he answered.
She shook her head, unable to find her lungs. “This is a joke. This has to be a joke.”
“No,” he countered, “it’s magic.”


Review

I had been wanting to read the Mystic Series for quite some time but for one reason or another something always interfered (a new book, timing, etc.) When I found out that she redid all of the books but as a Young Adult series I was intrigued. Would that be a good thing or bad? So many people loved this series and the chemistry that existed between the characters. Could you keep the chemistry while dialing back the heat?

From the moment I picked up the book and stated reading I was engaged. However, it wasn’t until the “Letter” showed up that I couldn’t physically put the book down. I had to follow Layla’s adventures and discover where and how she would get there. Would she find the perfect cup of coffee? Who would she meet along her road trip? Most importantly, would she be able to solve the clues that were left behind for her?

B.C. Burgess nails it with this book! I am sure all of the little pieces of “bread” she leaves along the way are hints at bigger things to come and that excites to me.  I am already reading the second book of the series because I need more Layla and Quin. This book is the perfect cross between the romance of Twilight and the magic of Harry Potter. If you are looking for something different…this is it!

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About B.C. Burgess



Hi! I’m B. C. Burgess – author of fantasy and paranormal romance. I’m a small town girl born and raised in Oklahoma, but I dream big and tend to let my imagination run wild. I’m addicted to coffee and writing, so the combination is my idea of heaven. I read every day, if only to my young son, whom I hope to someday inspire with my passion for reading and writing.



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