Bounce by Noelle August - Blog Tour Review and Giveaway!

Title: Bounce (Boomerang #3)
Author: Noelle August
Rating: 4 Hearts
Purchase Link: Amazon

Playing the occasional club gig just isn’t cutting it for twenty-two-year-old cellist Skyler Canby, who’s trying to support herself and her mother back home in Kentucky. Persuaded by her best friend Beth to accompany her on an audition for the first feature film launched by Blackwood Entertainment, she figures why not? Beth’s a shoe-in for the lead, but maybe Skyler’s newly dyed pink hair will help her stand out enough to score a small speaking part.

Never in her wildest dreams does Skyler imagine she’ll land the lead role or that she’ll have her shoes knocked off her feet by the kiss her audition partner, Grey Blackwood, plants on her—a kiss that feels very real and not at all “acted. ” 

After throwing a party that causes thousands of dollars of damage to his older brother’s home, reckless musician Grey Blackwood gets roped into working off his debt on the set of his CEO brother’s newest project. Grey spends his days fetching coffee and doing odd jobs around the studio, but he lives for nights when he performs with his band. He knows if he can stay focused, success as a singer is just around the corner. But that’s tough with a distracting pink-haired girl occupying his every waking thought. 

Skyler and Grey have every reason to resist each other. But, like a song neither of them can get out of their minds, they have no choice but to go where the music takes them.

Noelle August (authors Veronica Rossi and Lorin Oberweger) did an amazing job in closing out their "Boomerang" series, keeping the humor, romance and overall sweetness of all the characters front and center. 

Each book in the series, able to be read as standalones, build on characters that are endearing, sweet and pretty low drama. Noelle August doesn't rely on shock and awe to tell the story. Rather each character brings their own personality to each page and keeps you engaged from beginning to end.

In "Bounce," its time for Skyler to get her story. Mia and Beth's best friend, Skyler is at a crossroads. She needs to earn money but can't do it exactly as she wants, playing her cello. With the coaxing of her best friend Beth, Skyler is auditioning for a part in a film produced by Mia's employer, Adam Blackwood.

At this audition, Skyler meets Grey Blackwood, the restless and confused brother of Adam. Sparks fly when these two sit down to read some lines, leading to interesting conversations, beautiful pillow talk and a friendship that has the potential to turn to more.

"Bounce" touches on a few important topics today such as family, trust, friendship and love. I read this book in one sitting, totally engaged and cheering for Sklyer and Grey to get a Happily Ever After they both so rightfully deserve.

About the Author: Question: What do you get when friends pen a story with heart, plenty of laughs, and toe-curling kissing scenes? Answer: Noelle August, the pseudonym for renowned editor and award-winning writer Lorin Oberweger and New York Times bestselling YA author Veronica Rossi, the masterminds behind the Boomerang series. You can visit them at NoelleAugust.com and @Noelle_August on Twitter and facebook.com/NoelleAugustBooks.


Forsaking Gray by K.L. Kreig - Release Day Blitz!

Title: Forsaking Gray (The Colloway Brothers #1)
Author: K.L. Kreig
Rating: 3.5 Hearts
Purchase Links: Amazon


When does hiding the truth to protect someone you love turn into deception?

When does your unwavering trust turn into the ultimate betrayal?

When is the truth more than it appears to be on the surface?

Within less than twenty-four hours of proposing to the love of his life, she disappeared. No note. No trace. No explanation. Nothing. Now, five years later, she’s resurfaced and Gray will stop at nothing to make Livia his again. But is love enough to forgive an unforgivable wrong?

Livia ~ I had less than sixty seconds to make a decision that would forever change my life and those of the ones I loved.
I sacrificed.
I suffered.
I survived.
And no one must ever discover my shameful secret, especially him.

Gray ~ I had dreams of a future with the woman who breathed the very life into my soul.
I was betrayed.
I was abandoned.
I was lost.
Now that she’s back, can I find it within myself to leave the past in the past and forgive so we can move forward and have the life I’d imagined?



Livvy’s lips taste exactly as I remember. Warm, sweet and uniquely her. She’s intoxicating. She’s breathing life back into my broken heart, and I want nothing more at this moment than to be buried balls deep in her sweet, slick pussy so I can finally feel whole again. She couldn’t lie to me. She couldn’t tell me that she didn’t love me because I know the truth. I knew it the moment we looked into each other’s eyes three weeks ago. 

She still does. Then why did she leave you? 

I was lying when I told her I’d let her run. Now that I know she loves me, I’ll never let her leave me again. 

No matter what. 

Pain and darkness churn in her soul like witch’s brew, dulling her once bright eyes. I want to take it away. I want to tell her that absolutely nothing can make me stop loving her. Something happened, something she’s afraid to tell me, and I’m filled with regret that I gave up. I’m filled with self-loathing that I simply gave into the lies that were being fed to me. I failed her. 

But right now I push all that to the back of my mind because, at this very moment, it’s irrelevant. Livvy’s here and she still loves me, which means she will be mine again. 

And I aim to have a taste of what’s mine right fucking now. 

I force myself to free her swollen lips from mine and lift her off my lap, setting her on the hard maple table. Smoky gazes locked on each other, I pull the blouse from her skirt and slowly draw it up over her head, waiting for her to protest. She doesn’t. I unhook her black lacy bra that cups her ample breasts like a fitted glove, letting it fall to the floor, expecting her to stop me. She won’t. 

Neither of us speaks with our mouths, but we don’t have to. Everything that needs to be said flows between us, unspoken. We both want this with a desperation that’s almo st burning out of control, belying the slow, reverent way I’m stripping her.

Physically. Emotionally. 

I break our connection and rake my gaze down every inch of her exposed skin. Her torso is bare and her skirt has ridden up almost to the top of her toned, snow-driven thighs. The darkness at the juncture of them calls my name. Chills rise on her flesh. Her berry -ripened nipples are as hard as erasers and my mouth waters for a taste, which I don’t deny myself. 

She moans at the first flick of my tongue, her hands flying to my hair, pulling me closer. Fuck, yes. After only moments of teasing, I take her hardened nub in my mouth completely, sucking hard. I pluck the other between my thumb and forefinger. 

“Gray,” she breathes. She remembers how hot we used to bur n, just like I do. 

Fuck, I’m as hard as a rock. I shouldn’t do this in my boardroom, but I’m unable to stop. The second my flesh touched hers I was a total goner. 

I kiss and lave my way over to her other nipple because it’s begging for my attention too. Jesus Christ, she tastes good. No matter how many women I’ve been with, no one has, or ever will, compare to her. I’m like a starved man, unable to get enough. Unable to stop gorging. I have to be inside of her right now. 

I reach behind to undo the zipper on her skirt when she stops me. 

“Leave it,” she rasps. 

I pull back to see what she’s really saying, knowing desperation is written all over my face. My cock pulses and my balls ache. “I need to fuck you, Livvy. Christ, I need to be inside of you right now.” I need to make you mine again. 

Without a word, Livvy hops off the table, reaches under her skirt and removes matching black lace panties. Holding my eyes, she turns toward the table, leans over and shimmies up the offending fabric. 

Fuck. Me. Her round, smooth ass is begging for my hand. Her glistening, bare dark pink lips are parted and my mouth hurts at the thought of tasting her. 

“Sweet Jesus, angel,” I murmur, drawing a finger through her wetness, back to her puckered hole. I circle and tease, drawing a low moan from her now parted mouth. 

“Fuck me, Gray. Please. I need you so much.” She sounds as frantic as I feel. 

I want that too, but I’m not going to miss this opportunity to taste what’s mine either. I sit back in the chair. Rolling it close, I place her legs on either side of mine so they are now resting on the leather instead of the floor. I spread her silky thighs as far apart as they’ll go and lean in for my first lick. 

And see fucking stars. 

“Gray…” she groans, heavy head falling to the table. 

“I’m going to eat this pussy, Livvy. My pussy. I’ve been denied it far too long.” 

I grab her cheeks and spread them, using my thumbs to pull her nether lips apart and start to feast. I lick and suck until she’s moving frantically against my mouth, trying t o reach the peak and fall over. I thrust my tongue into her soaking channel and feel her walls tighten around me. Jesus, how I’ve missed this. 

“Gray, please, please,” she begs. 

Dragging my wet thumb up to the place I know she craves it, I ease in, pulling a wail from her throat, causing her to writhe faster. I move another digit to her clit and start to circle deliberately, applying just the right amount of pressure. 

She immediately detonates, crying my and God’s name over and over. It’s music to my deaf ears. I will never get enough of the way my Livvy sounds when she comes undone by my hand, or my mouth, or my cock. I let her ride my face and my fingers until she slows and her body sags. 

Standing, I reach for her hips, gently turning over her boneless form. The only position that I’ve ever taken another woman in the last few years is from behind, so I don’t have to look at their faces. It made it easier to pretend they’re Livvy. So, the first time I take her after being apart for so long, I intend to look into her eyes as she bares her soul to me. 

I want it. I need it. 

I crave it. 

And I will have it as I sink my cock deep inside her. 

“You’re so beautiful, Livvy,” my thick voice rasps. With her dark hair fanning out on the table, her fair skin radiating like starlight and the blissfully sated look on her face, she looks like an ethereal goddess spread out on an altar. My altar. Mine to take. I almost want to weep at the sight of her, and I have to keep telling myself repeatedly this is not a dream. This is real.

She’s right before me, in the flesh. Her innate beauty makes me breathless. 

Her lust-laden eyes hold mine as I quickly undress, my clothes joining hers in the pile on the floor beside me. With one push down of my navy boxer briefs, my straining, heavy c ock springs free and it’s throbbing to finally be home. My hands slowly travel up her trembling legs as I ask the questions I’m burning to know before I fuck my fiancĂ© for the first time in over five years. And I still think of her that way. She’s mine. 

I know I should use a condom, but I can’t. It’s not like I carry them around in my pants pockets at work anyway, and I’m not waiting a minute longer to be inside her. And I don’t give a shit if she ends up pregnant. I want her to. I want to tie her to me for fucking ever so the thought of leaving me again causes her physical pain, like it did when she left me. 

“Tell me you’re clean, Livvy.” I haven’t been raw with another women since her. She nods and whispers yes. 

“Tell me there’s no one else,” I choke, now running my dick up her wet slit, readying it for the hot plunge. I don’t know what I’ll do if she says yes. 

“There’s no one else,” she whispers, no hesitation. I see the truth in her eyes. 

I release a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. I cover her and link her hands with mine, so we’re skin to skin, except for the fabric that’s still bunched around her waist and thrust into her tight pussy. Five years simply melt away like shadows in the light. 

Our eyes lock. “Tell me you’re mine, angel.” 

“Ahhhh, Gray,” she breathes, her eyes closing in pleasure. 

I pull out slowly and drive again. It takes three times to seat myself to the hilt of her tight channel. Her smooth walls grip me like a boa constrictor and I know that no other man has been inside her sweetness in some time. And that pleases the fuck out of me, more than it should. 

“Tell me.” 

“Gray.” She turns her head away. Releasing one hand, I cup her face, turning it back, never losing my slow, methodical rhythm. 

“Look into my soul and know that it belongs to only you.” 

She closes her eyes. If the clenching of her inner muscles is any indication, she’s close to a second orgasm, so I stop. I deny her. Her eyes fly open. 

“You own me, Livvy. You own all of me, so. Tell. Me. You. Are. Mine.” 

Her eyes mist, she swallows hard. I move my hips, slowly withdrawing nearly all the way and thrust so hard she expels a harsh breath. “Say it.” I repeat my deliberate movements and start to feel the telltale tingling in the base of my spine. She’s so tight , so hot, so Livvy. I know I won’t last long. I rain kisses on her jaw, her eyelids, her parted mouth. I need her to admit she’s mine before I let us fall. 

“Say it, baby. Tell me you’re mine.” I beg quietly in her ear. Her body tightens. It already knows it’s mine. Now I need the words. 

Her soft reply makes my heart swell. “I’ve always been yours, Gray. Always.” 

Thank Jesus. 

Her legs quiver and her snug pussy has become even more so. Her climax is almost upon her. I’m unable to hold back any longer and with her admission, I have one sole goal. To fuck her hard, sending her over the edge one more time before I follow. 

Peeling myself from her sweat-soaked skin, I grab her legs, tilt her pelvis higher and pound into her with a fierce, rough pace. Our gazes lock until the rush of rapture forces her head back, her body convulsing. I swiftly follow with the most intense, most euphoric orgasm I’ve had since the night I asked Livvy to marry me. 

My legs are liquid, but I manage to scoop her up and sit in the cushi oned leather chair behind me, still tucked inside her wet heat. She clings to me, her head on my shoulder. 

We’re quiet, only our harsh breaths filling the room. I honestly couldn’t be more content than I am right now. I love this woman to the deep recesses of my soul and as our breathing stabilizes and our bodies cool, I realize that while it’s eating me up inside to not know what caused her to leave me so long ago, I’m willing to simply take what I can get. 


She’s it for me. She bewitched me the second our eyes met and while I thought I’d done a decent job at moving on, I realize that I’ve been a shadow of myself without her in my life. I feel like I can see in color for the first time in years. 

It’s funny how the mind can so easily fool itself. With the loss of someone you love, you trick yourself into thinking you’re managing, coping, living. But you’re not. You’re simply existing. 

If the sun is suddenly stripped away, eventually you’d get used to darkness. You have to. It’s your new normal and you can’t escape. It becomes part of your daily life. And after so 

long in the blackness you fool yourself into thinking you’ve adjusted. You think you can live. Thrive, even. But then the sunshine returns and it’s bright and warm and comforting.

It’s joy. It’s life.

It’s your salvation. And you realize how very wrong you were. You weren’t living at all. You were in a cold, lonely hell without those life-giving rays and you can finally see things clearly for the first time since you were plunged into that dark, bleak space.

Sitting here, quietly stroking Livvy’s hair in comfortable silence, I’m hit with the realization that I’ve really been living in darkness this whole time and my sunshine has finally returned. My purpose in life finally restored. My blackness vanished. And I’ll be damned if I’ll let anyone, or anything, throw me into that dark void ever again.


This is the hardest part…talking about myself. 

I’m just a regular ol’ Midwest girl who likes Game of Thrones and am obsessed with Modern Family and The Goldbergs. I run, I eat, I run, I eat. It’s a vicious cycle. I love carbs, but there’s love-hate relationship with my ass and thighs. Mostly hate. I like a good cocktail (oh hell…who am I kidding? I love any cocktail). I’m a huge creature of habit, but I’ll tell you I’m flexible. I read every single day and if I don’t get a chance…watch the hell out, I’m a raving bitch. My iPad and me: BFFs. I’m direct and I make no apologies for it. I swear too much. I love alternative music and in my next life I want to be a bad-ass female rocker. I hate, hate, hate spiders, telemarketers, liver, acne, winter and loose hairs that fall down my shirt (don’t ask, it’s a thing). 

I have a great job (no…truly it is) with the largest wholly-owned insurance company in the United States. My kids and my husband are my entire world and I’d never have made it this far without them. My soul mate husband of nearly twenty-eight years provides unwavering support and my two grown children know the types of books I write and they don’t judge their mom anyway (and my daughter is a beta reader even…yes, that can be awkward… very). 

Although Forsaking Gray is the fourth full-length novel that I have published in less than a year, I still consider myself a virgin author. I’m sincerely humbled by each and every like on my FB page or sign-up for my newsletter or outreach from someone who has read and loved my books. I still can’t get over the great support and reviews for my Regent Vampire Lords series from bl oggers and my “fans.” I’ve made more friends in the last year than I’ve made in my life and I’m a pretty affable person. It’s surreal. I’m pretty sure it always will be. 

In short, I am blessed…and I know it.


Thrifty Thursday - August 20, 2015

Thrifty Thursday - 
Bargain Books and New Releases
August 20, 2015

All my links are for Amazon. My Kindle is my favorite thing, so if you need to purchase one, go here - Click!

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(All books are free/bargain priced when posted but always double check price before buying)

  1. Stacked Up (Worth The Fight #6) by Sidney Halston March 29, 2016
  2. Unruly (Knights in Black Leather #2) by Ronnie Douglas February 23, 2016
  3. Out of the Shadows (Tangled Ivy #3) by Tiffany Snow December 15, 2015
  4. Resolution (Swept Away #3) by JS Cooper December 1, 2015
  5. Fighting Dirty (Worth The Fight #5) by Sidney Halston November 24, 2015
  6. The Harder You Fall (Original Heartbreakers #3) by Gena Showalter November 24, 2015
  7. Reaper's Fall (Reaper's Motorcyle Club #3) by Joanna Wylde November 17, 2015
  8. November 9 by Colleen Hoover November 10, 2015
  9. Untamed (Thoughtless #4) by SC Stephens November 5, 2015
  10. Hard Beat (Driven #7) by K. Bromberg November 3, 2015
  11. Sweet Nothing by Jamie McGuire/Teresa Mummert November 1, 2015
  12. The Billionaire Takes A Bride by Jessica Clare October 20, 2015
  13. One Life (Only You #2) by AJ Pine October 20, 2015
  14. Breaking A Legend (Kavanagh Legends #1) by Sarah Robinson September 29, 2015
  15. Silently Broken (Broken #3) by Maegan Abel September 15, 2015
  16. Softer Than Steel (Love and Steel #2) by Jessica Topper September 15, 2015
  17. Hard Love (Hacker #5) by Meredith Wild September 15, 2015
  18. Undaunted (Knights in Black Leather #1) by Ronnie Douglas September 15, 2015
  19. Fading Memories by AM Willard September 12, 2015
  20. Unbroken (The Secret Life of Amy Bensen #4) by Lisa Renee Jones September 7, 2015
  21. Rule (Songs of Corruption #3) by CD Reiss August 27, 2015
  22. Passing His Guard (Against the Cage #2) by Melynda Price August 25, 2015
  23. Bounce (Boomerang #3) by Noelle August August 25, 2015
  24. That's Not My Suitcase by Laina Turner August 25, 2015
  25. Nightwalker by Jacquelyn Frank August 25, 2015

  1. Four Week Fiance by Helen Cooper/JS Cooper August 19, 2015
  2. Foresaken (The Secret Life of Amy Bensen #3) by Lisa Renee Jones August 18, 2015
  3. #Poser (Hashtag #5) by Cambria Hebert August 18, 2015
  4. Laid Out (Worth The Fight #4) by Sidney Halston August 18, 2015
  5. Conscience (Bellator Saga #2) by Cecilia London August 17, 2015
  6. Tyrant (King #2) by TM Frazier August 17, 2015
  7. Something Beautiful (Beautiful #3) by Jamie McGuire August 16, 2015
  8. Unrest by Calia Read  August 11, 2015 
  9. Tracker's End (Wind Dragons MC #3) by Chantal Fernando August 11, 2015
  10. Fourth Debt (Indebted #5) by Pepper Winters August 11, 2015
  11. Jubilee Manor by Bethany Hagen August 11, 2015
  12. Pushing Send by Ally Derby/Jaqueline Ross August 8, 2015
  13. Flame (Fire On The Mountain #2) by Erin Noelle August 6, 2015
  14. Omega (Alpha #3) by Jasinda Wilder August 4, 2015
  15. While You Were Gone (Duplexity #2) by Amy K. Nichols August 4, 2015
  16. Sole Sister (The Books My Mother Gave Me #2) by Brooklyn James August 1, 2015
  17. Salvage (Salvage Duet #1) by Tiffany Aleman August 1, 2015
  18. He Found Me & He Saved Me Bundle by Whitney Barbetti July 31, 2015
  19. My Biggest Mistake by Leddy Harper July 30, 2015
  20. The Hotter You Burn (Original Heartbreakers #2) by Gena Showalter July 28, 2015
  21. You Loved Me At My Ugliest by Evie Harper July 28, 2015
  22. Mind Over Matter (Loose Ends #3) by Kaia Bennett July 28, 2015
  23. The Counting-Downers by AJ Compton July 24, 2015
  24. Relinquished by KA Hunter July 23, 2015
  25. Chaos (Mayhem #3) by Jamie Shaw July 21, 2015
  26. A Taste of Summer by Beverly Preston July 21, 2015





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