Friday, February 23, 2018

Blog Tour: Heart Stronger by Rachel Blaufeld


“So exquisitely titillating, full of hope and second chances, and so honest, this is Rachel Blaufeld’s best and swooniest romance yet! I LOVED it!”

- Katy Evans, New York Times Bestselling Author

Heart Stronger, an all-new emotional romance from Rachel Blaufeld is available now!

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“Sometimes, I feel like I’m watching a movie . . . that it’s not really me, Claire Richards, getting this second chance at life.”

“Open your eyes, it’s you, and I’m damn glad it’s with me.” ~ Aiken

Single mom and college professor Claire Richards only wanted a few hours of me time to soak in her tub, read a book, and drink wine.

But tragedy struck, and Claire found herself with a lot more me time than she bargained for.

Three years later, Claire is still mourning her losses when Aiken Fordham—who looks young enough to be one of her college students—moves in next door.

Forcing Claire to face her fears, Aiken almost forgets his reason for moving to Small Town, Pennsylvania. Falling for the sexy, smart, and strong professor next door was never in the plan.

But now it is . . . until their future intersects with their pasts.

Christy's Review:


Heart Stronger is an emotional, stand-alone romance by Rachel Blaufeld. I love Rachel’s writing and I’m a big fan of emotional reads, so I was very excited to read this book.

Claire Richards is a college professor who’s lost it all. Well, she’s lost the most important thing to her and she’s never been the same. Her life now is very predictable. She works, she comes home, she runs with her dog, repeat. Then she gets a new neighbor… Aiken moves next door, and to this town to get answers about his family. What he doesn’t expect is to meet someone like Claire. 

Aiken is immediately attracted to Claire, but it’s more than that. He can see past the grieving woman she is, and he sees more. I love how persistent Aiken is without being overly pushy. I loved the back and forth and chemistry between these two characters. Claire is in a bad place, not that I could blame her. I couldn’t imagine going through what she went through. Aiken never tries to make her feel anything less than perfect, even though she’s a mess much of the book.

It’s refreshing to read a romance book that’s a little different than your average romance book. Rachel always seems to put a unique spin on her stories, and that is one of my favorite things about her books. As much as I adored the two main characters, I really loved Claire’s friend Mary just as much. I know that this is a stand-alone, but I hope we see more of her in a future book.

Heart Stronger had it’s gut wrenching moments, but it also had a lot of lighter moments. I was pleasantly surprised that there was even a bit of suspense thrown in. Claire’s story is just like her heart, torn apart, but with time and love, put back together.


“This is it for me, Claire. You’re it. You’re everything.”




The downpour stopped just as I did, soaked in rain and sweat. Rolling my neck, I took in my house. It was cute. Too cute for a single dude, but it was all fixed up, and I wasn’t in the mood for a renovation project.

I bent over to stretch, touching my toes, and before I could stand up, Smitty was at my feet, tail wagging, tongue lolling, begging to be petted.

“Smitty!” Claire came running out her front door, dark hair tied up in a messy bun, wearing tight black pants and a fitted green blouse. No shoes. She stopped in front of me, and I noticed her pink toes and tanned feet.

“Smitty, bad boy! You can’t leave the house.” She grabbed his collar and tugged him to her side.

“S’okay.” Wetness seeped into my eyes, and I swatted it away, making the burn worse. Squinting and blinking, I remained focused on the woman in front of me, and all woman she was. There wasn’t one girlish thing about my neighbor, and no—before you think it—I didn’t have mommy issues.

I had lean-muscular-legs and pouty-lips issues, both of which Claire had in earnest. Not to mention, I had a separate thing for independence after growing up around all these farming wives, who basically did all the heavy lifting for none of the credit. Then there was my dad, unable to move on, the epitome of lost.

“Don’t say that. He can’t be running out of the house.” Her breath was short at this point; she was almost panting. “He’s all I have.” It was a whisper of a sentence, but I heard it. Fuck it, I felt it. I got pain. Hated anyone else having to experience it.

She was eaten up with pain, but kept her head up—I could tell. I wanted to crack her veneers, let the pain ooze out, and see her smile in earnest.

Deep shit for a young guy, but I’d grown up fast. Like in the last forty-eight hours.

“I put my hand out to feel if it was still raining, and he bolted as soon as he saw you,” she continued to explain.

“Like I said, I’m cool with Smitty, but I get it. He can’t be escaping.”

“Thanks for understanding.” She stood, prim and proper, her gaze heavy on the concrete, clearly avoiding any direct eye contact.

“You okay, Claire? I’m sorry about last night.”

“I’m fine.” She turned back toward her house.

“Claire, listen, we got off to a bad start. Can we start over? Aiken Fordham, nice to meet you.” I held my hand out, flexing my bicep, waiting for her to return the favor.

“Claire Richards.” She took my hand, her smaller, dainty, and way smoother hand slipping into mine.

“Ugh. What do you want, Aiken? Look at you, shirtless, dripping from running in the rain.” Her hand whipped out of mine and began whisking up and down in the air, motioning at my very naked torso. “What could you possibly want from me? If you need an egg or a stick of butter, pop next door. Otherwise, let me be. I need to get out of here and beg Mary to give me a class full of students, probably not much older than you.” She alternated between eyeing me and her disobedient dog.

“You’re a beautiful woman, Claire,” I called, running up behind her. “And I’m a warm-blooded man, who’ll probably never have a need for a stick of butter. I’m a big boy. I know how to find a grocery store. All by myself too.”

She flung open her door and motioned Smitty inside. He stood at the screen door, staring us down with sad doggie eyes.

“Is there something wrong with getting to know my neighbor? I don’t know anyone here. Maybe you could be neighborly? Or are you so closed off you can’t do that? Because if so, that’s a damn shame,” I said through gritted teeth. Admittedly, I was more frustrated than I should have been. I was a man who desperately wanted the broken woman in front of me.


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About Rachel:

RachelBRachel Blaufeld is a bestselling author of Romantic Suspense, New Adult, Coming-of-Age Romance, and Sports Romance. A recent poll of her readers described her as insightful, generous, articulate, and spunky. Originally a social worker, Rachel creates broken yet redeeming characters. She’s been known to turn up the angst like cranking up the heat in the dead of winter.

A devout coffee drinker and doughnut eater, Rachel spends way too many hours in local coffee shops, downing the aforementioned goodies while she plots her ideas. Her tales may all come with a side of angst and naughtiness, but end as lusciously as her treats.

As a side note, Blaufeld, also a long-time blogger and an advocate of woman-run anything, is fearless about sharing her opinion. She captured the ears of stay-at-home and working moms on her blog, BacknGrooveMom, chronicling her adventures in parenting tweens and running a business, often at the same time. To her, work/life/family balance is an urban legend, but she does her best.

Rachel has also blogged for The Huffington Post and Modern Mom. Most recently, her insights can be found in USA TODAY, where she shares conversations at “In Bed with a Romance Author” and reading recommendations over at “Happy Ever After.”

Rachel lives around the corner from her childhood home in Pennsylvania with her family and two beagles. Her obsessions include running, coffee, basketball, icing-filled doughnuts, antiheroes, and mighty fine epilogues.

When she isn’t writing, she can be found courtside, tweeting about hoops as her son plays, or walking around the house wearing earplugs while her other son, the drummer, bangs away.

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Thursday, February 22, 2018

Review: Gods & Monsters by Saffron A. Kent

Title: Gods & Monsters
Author: Saffron A. Kent
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: February 22, 2018


He was an artist. She was his muse.

To everyone in town, Abel Adams was the devil's spawn, a boy who never should
have been born. A monster.

To twelve year-old Evie Hart, he was just a boy with golden hair, soft t-shirts
and a camera. A boy who loved taking her picture and sneaking her chocolates
before dinner. A boy who made her feel special.

Despite her family's warnings, she loved him in secret for six years. They met
in empty classrooms and kissed in darkened church closets. Until they couldn't.

Until the time came to choose between love and family, and Evie chose Abel.

Because their love was worth the risk. Their love was the stuff of legend.

But the thing about legends is that they are cautionary tales. They are made of
choices and mistakes. And for Abel and Evie, the artist and the muse, those
mistakes come in the form of lights, camera, sex.

NOTE: This is NOT a paranormal or a priest romance.

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Christy's Review:

Gods & Monsters is my first Saffron Kent book, and she wow’d me with her writing. Seriously, this woman can write! I am so impressed. I absolutely loved the writing style, and I want to go back and read her other books asap!

This is the story of first love. Able Adams and Evie Hart first meet when they are just kids. They become friends, and with time, fall in love. Because of Abel’s parents, he is the town’s ‘monster’. Their town is very traditional and that’s just the way it is.

There are two things that define this town: our church, the tallest and oldest building, and the legend. The legend of David Adams and Delilah Evans.

Evie doesn’t care that being with Abel is forbidden, she loves him desperately, and he loves her back the same way. I loved that they loved each other so strongly, and it seemed that nothing could tear them apart. Even though Evie’s family and the entire town would go against Evie if she were to openly be with Abel, she didn’t care. She loved him that much. Their love was strong enough to get through anything… or so they thought.

Evie and Abel are both complicated characters, Abel especially. Anytime I got frustrated with choices he made, I remembered why he was the way he was. All that he went thorough growing up. And always, always, always- I felt that his heart was in the right place. He loved his Pixie wholly. Evie was a character I adored. She has the biggest heart and I loved that she loved with her entire heart.

“Look at us… that’s our love. It’s so huge, so big you can’t contain it. It’s all-consuming. It fucking hurts to love this much but you want that hurt to crawl in. Because the love feels so good. You and me, we’ve got no choice but to ache, Pixie.”

I love that passionate, all consuming, I’d die without you, kind of love in books. Gods & Monsters had that in spades. It was also angsty and my heart was in my throat a good part of the book, especially towards the end. Evie and Abel loved each other in a way that wasn’t always healthy- and I think that it’s important to point that out. But I felt like the author handled it in a good way, and I liked the way she ended the story. I like that both of the main characters changed. Love changes people. People who fall in love and grow up together, it’s a different kind of love then meeting and falling in love when you’re older and more mature, and this story reflects that.

I’m going to reiterate for just a second how fabulous I thought Saffron’s writing was. I was addicted to the way she told the story. Her writing kept me engaged, even when the story wasn’t 100% working for me. I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again- I love this woman’s writing style!

Phenomenal writing and a story full of angst, heart ache, loss, love, and finding yourself, Gods & Monsters was a great read for me. Recommended for all lovers of angsty reads and first loves!


Author Bio

of bad romances. Aspiring Lana Del Rey of the Book World. 

Saffron is a big believer in love (obviously). She believes in happily ever
after, the butterflies and the tingling. But she also believes in edgy, rough
and gutsy kind of love. She believes in pushing the boundaries, darker
(sometimes morally ambiguous) emotions and imperfections.

The kind of love she writes about is flawed just like her characters. And she
hopes by the end of it, you’ll come to root for them just as much as she does.
Because love, no matter where it comes from, is always pure and beautiful.

She is represented by Meire Dias of Bookcase Agency 

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Wednesday, February 21, 2018

COVER REVEAL: Trails of Sin series by Pam Godwin

Cover Reveal: A NEW series!

TRAILS OF SIN is a cowboy romance series done Pam Godwin's way.

Dark - Kinky - Lawless - Modern - Anti-heroes

Each book spotlights a different couple.

No cliffhangers.
Must be read in order.


Coming May 1, 2018

I try to forget her.

It’s impossible.

Growing up together, Conor and I shared all our firsts.

First love, first kiss, first…
Not all our firsts.

We were sixteen the night she was violently assaulted while I helplessly watched.

I’ll never forget the sounds of her suffering.
Or my inconsolable agony when she left Oklahoma.

Years later, she returns to honor our teenage pact.

Except the boy she loved is gone, replaced by a ruthless cattle rancher knotted with secrets.
She doesn’t know my dark cravings or the trails of sin that lead to her.

I don’t deserve her, but one truth remains.

She’s mine.


Coming July 10, 2018

BOOTED, Book 3

Coming Sept 18, 2018

Pam Godwin

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Pam Godwin, lives in the Midwest with her husband, their two children, and a foulmouthed parrot. When she ran away, she traveled fourteen countries across five continents, attended three universities, and married the vocalist of her favorite rock band.


Java, tobacco, and dark romance novels are her favorite indulgences, and might be considered more unhealthy than her aversion to sleeping, eating meat, and dolls with blinking eyes.

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BBU - Coming Soon