My Review ♥ Nefertiti’s Heart





Cara Devon has always suffered curiosity and impetuousness, but tangling with a serial killer might cure that. Permanently.

1861. Cara has a simple mission in London – finalise her father’s estate and sell off his damned collection of priceless artifacts. Her plan goes awry when a killer stalks the nobility, searching for an ancient Egyptian relic rumoured to hold the key to immortality.

Nathaniel Trent, known as the villainous viscount, is relentless in his desire to lay his hands on both Cara and the priceless artifacts. His icy exterior and fiery touch stirs Cara’s demons, or could he lay them to rest?

Self-preservation fuels Cara’s search for the gem known as Nefertiti’s Heart. In a society where everyone wears a mask to hide their true intent, she needs to figure out who to trust, before she sacrifices her own heart and life.

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My Review

Title: Nefertiti’s Heart (Artifact Hunters, Book 1)
Author: A.W. Exley
Genre: Steampunk-Murder Mystery-Romance-Adventure-Victorian London
Rating: 5 Immortal ‘s

This book has everything you could ever want: Murder mystery, airships, sleuthing, ancient mystical artifacts, pompous chauvinistic pigs getting their just desserts – in public, mechanical horses, spoiled debutantes, a hot as hell viscount who may or may not be the bad guy – and a kick ass female lead. Oh yeah, and it’s all set in a Steampunk’d Victorian London! What more could you ask for?

The author’s note simply states that the book is written in British English, which I have no problem with, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that it’s written in plain, British English and not the overly formal Victorian dialect, so it was extremely easy to follow and stay within the story.

Cara Devon was born a noblewoman to a father with a heavy gambling problem, an obsession for ancient artifacts and no love for his unruly daughter. Now, he’s dead. The only reason why she has returned to the city that scorned her, turned its back on her when she needed it most. Her only desire is to find all of the treasures her father has stashed away and sell them so she can stay independently wealthy and free from society’s trappings. But just after her arrival, the daughters of the city’s nobles start turning up dead in very symbolic, ritualistic ways and as the number one suspect for her father’s murder, Cara finds herself under the ruthless scrutiny of the Queen’s Enforcers.

Nathaniel Trent, Viscount Lyons is a self-made man. Though the title is real, his father had brought their family to the brink of bankruptcy leaving him with one option: marry some boring twit for her family’s fortune. Nate chose to start his own airship company, employee sky pirates and become the Lord of the Criminal Underground, instead. No one, not even the Queen’s Enforcers, dare to lay a finger on him or his business. His men are just as untouchable, until the feisty tigress, Cara Devon, decides to send two of them running home with bullet holes, rather than the book they’d been ordered to relieve her of.

A tantalizing game of cat and mouse ensues, rife with sexual tension. All while Cara’s trying to keep her head held high in a society that views her as “damaged, tainted goods” and now wants to blame her for the psycho on the loose killing all the wealthy women her age. Not knowing who to trust, Cara takes on her father’s cryptic journals to track down his hidden relics, while she’s being watched by the authorities and stalked by the villainous viscount.

When the connections start becoming too clear between the serial killings, her father’s murder and one of his relics known as Nefertiti’s Heart, Cara might have to swallow her independent pride and seek the help of the two men she’s been spending so much time avoiding: One copper, one criminal.

In the meantime, she finds herself being called upon to help the women of the city that don’t have the kind of freedom she does, who are still imprisoned by their family names, expectations and most importantly, their valuable reputations. Which, gives Cara ample opportunity to thumb her nose at society even more in the most creative and hilarious ways.

I look forward to reading the rest of this series and would recommend this book to everyone I know, because it doesn’t fit into just one genre or category. It touches on so many things at once. Women’s rights (or lack thereof), the age of invention, the frustration of police work without forensics, the constraints of a backward thinking society, the psychosis of a serial killer and a hint of supernatural intrigue. Of course, at the heart of it all is an emotionally charged romance and the evolution of a woman learning to face the horrors of her past, to discover if she can survive what she might become beyond them.

Trigger Warnings: Mild to moderate graphic depictions of fight scenes, murder, corpses, nudity and sex, as well as memories and discussions of rape and physical abuse.


My Review ♥ Born, Madly



Duet: a performance by two.

But who is acting, and who is devolving?

A buried past is unearthed, and Grayson Sullivan—AKA The Angel of Maine—retaliates against the system who made him, deploying psychological warfare on the woman who initially set him free. Dr. London Noble probes deep into the mind of the killer she’s fallen for, searching for answers, as a copycat killer threatens their unity. Are they partners, lovers, or enemies? One final trap will reveal all.

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My Review

Title: Born, Madly (Darkly, Madly Duet: Book 2)
Author: Trisha Wolfe
Genre: Psychological / Suspense / Dark Romance
Rating: 5 ‘s

WOW. Just, wow! I cannot say much without giving anything away, so here it is…

Book 1 was a masterpiece and now that artwork has evolved. The players have increased, the suspense has doubled, and the end game has been re-imagined.

This book had me on the edge of my seat the whole way. The first book was the build up, the unraveling and while it was an intense trip, Book 2 left me biting my nails the whole time, afraid of what might happen next, yet unable to stop reading.

It’s the biggest, longest and most elaborate trap of all with countless variables and too many moving parts. There’s a copycat killer nipping at their heels, dancing through their fragile façades and shaking up an already volatile situation. Trust issues call for contingencies, hidden answers call for international investigations and no one’s ever quite ready for the devolution of a serial killer…are they?

With so many things that could go wrong, this new psychological war will have to surpass anything that’s ever come before it and that will take the greatest mastermind of them all.

Serial Killer.

In Born, Madly, it’s anyone’s game all the way to the end and what a mind-reeling ride!

My Review ♥ Born, Darkly



He challenged her sanity.

She shattered his reality.

They dared each other…to the brink of madness.

A dark and twisted maze awaits criminal psychologist London Noble when she falls for her patient, convicted serial killer, Grayson Pierce Sullivan. As she unravels the traps, her sanity tested with each game, she’s forced to acknowledge the true evil in the world around her.

*Trigger warning: confined spaces. Serial killers.

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♥ My Review ♥

Title: Born, Darkly (Darkly, Madly Duet: Book 1)
Author: Trisha Wolfe
Genre: Psychological / Serial Killer / Suspense / Erotic
Rating: 5 ‘s

This book is currently free on Amazon and its Duet is only 99¢ – I feel like I need to track the author down and pay her for letting me read her books.

Trisha Wolfe’s writing style gives my eyeballs the feels. The beautiful, poetic construction of each sentence is an experience like no other. It triggers feelings of happiness and wonder, even while reading the graphic details of a serial killer’s gruesome crime scene. Since there’s no way for me to compare, I will just plainly state: READ THIS BOOK!!!

I loved everything about it and can’t find a single negative thing to say about it. It’s a masterpiece. I don’t want to have spoilers, but if you enjoy psychological thrillers, dark erotica and really intense puzzles, you won’t be able to put this book down. You can’t get ahead of it. You can’t outpace the unraveling of the traps. You will be at the mercy of the author in every possible way. Everything is exactly as it seems, yet nothing is anything at all what you think. This is a labyrinth of psychological suspense without reprieve, a twisted game played between a serial killer and a psychologist. For all intents and purposes, one is imprisoned and the other is free, but which of them really has all the liberty to keep the upper hand?

Grayson Sullivan is the Angel of Maine. A moniker his fans have given him for his victimology. The pedophiles, rapists and child abusers he meticulously devises intricate traps to ensnare, so he can spend hours watching them suffer, waiting for them to make their choice: Live or die? They never choose to live. His IQ is off the charts, his madness always has a reason, his foresight is boundless, yet he’s been caught and is now being tied to crimes in Delaware, where they’ve overturned the ban on the Death Penalty just for him.

Dr. London Noble is renowned in her field, the criminal psychologist everyone wants in their corner when it comes to defending the criminally insane. A tragic car accident as a teen has left her with suppressed memories and a damaged lumbar she suffers from more than she lets on. She’s beginning to feel the wear of her contract with the prison. She wants to be done with the criminals and move on already, until the Warden brings her the Angel of Maine. A serial killer she tried to get an interview with a year ago, when he first got caught and several times thereafter. He always turned her down. Now he’s in her office, because he’s going to be put to death if he’s convicted. She’s his only hope and he’s the case study that could propel her career into the stars, never to be knocked down again.

Their connection is visceral and twisted, moths and flames of equal parts. A gravitational pull into a sick game of cat and mouse neither can escape. They both seek to exploit the other for their own desired end game, but when it comes to psychological warfare, just which mind lays the greatest traps and which has the greater chance of surviving them: A brilliant serial killer adept at building puzzles out of nothing or a seasoned criminal psychologist with a dark and bloody past?

Reader-to-Reader warnings: This is not a vigilante romance. No killers in this book try to justify their actions. This book is not black and white with its content, there are no clearly defined heroes or villains, it is all a matter of individual perspective and opinion. If you need a definitive good vs evil tale, this is not the book for you.

Movie Review ⚔️ King Arthur: Legend of the Sword


Warning: This entire post is one giant spoiler, and it’s not nice. It’s riddled with blatant dry sarcasm and that’s being as pleasant as I can manage, so read at your own risk.

If you’re like me and love the brilliant directing style of Guy Ritchie (think Sherlock Holmes movies), then you’ll understand my sheer disappointment with this new addition to the (cough) “King Arthur” cinematic list. Where his signature influence shined through the most was in the way Arthur, played by the sexy as all get out, Charlie Hunnam (better known as Jax on Sons of Anarchy), could talk circles around just about anyone he came up against with a very ‘Holmes’ way of laying out a play-by-play of how things were going to go down before it had even started.


Apparently, this comes from Arthur growing up in a brothel, with a hardknocks education, gaining street smarts and cred in medieval Londinium, which is astoundingly larger, more diverse and ‘citified’ than it had actually been during the 5th century. Even as a child, he proved to be smarter than everyone else and that never changed – there are no humbling moments for the future king in this film.

Now, before I even really touch on the “Arthurian” inspired aspects of this movie – I have to say, I wasn’t at all that impressed with the lack of storyline beyond it, either. It was just interesting enough to keep watching – but there were no real meaty bits, it was all quite shallow, never delving deep enough for me to feel a lick of empathy for any of the characters or their woes. This was essentially a G-rated action movie (no graphic blood or gore) with special effects, that’s it. If that’s your thing – you’ll love it.

To see the potential in a story and not have it fulfilled, is possibly more disappointing than anything else. But from the very opening scene, the writers of this movie FAILED beyond epic proportions to successfully connect this to any known Arthurian tale or theory in existence. I guess they figured they could hide behind the thin veil of “inspired” without anyone getting pissy.

Right off the bat, the movie starts by showing us the All-Star line up. We’ve got Eric Bana playing Uther Pendragon, with Jude Law as his (un)faithful brother and Djimon Hounsou as his most loyal knight. What could possibly go wrong? Apparently even David Beckham was in this movie – but I must’ve been too distracted by the mountain sized elephants with Illuminati inspired pyramids on their backs to notice.


Opening scene, we have Uther Pendragon fighting the big baddy warlock controlling the before-mentioned titanic sized pachyderms – Mordred. Yes, you heard that right, Mordred. You know, the bastard son of Arthur and Morgan Le Fay (Morgana) who’s responsible for fatally wounding dear old dad and ending Camelot altogether? Yeah, same guy, only he’s not, because he’s killed by Uther before Arthur’s even old enough to potty train. But this isn’t just a battle between Uther and the future grandson he’ll now never have, it’s to explain the catalyst between the “people” and the “mages” who’d been living in harmony for centuries – sound familiar? It was called the rise of Christianity in Pagan Britain – a very historical and prevalent feature in the Arthurian Legends. Again, the writer’s were vaguely “inspired” to try and create some kind of storyline here, but it only lasted for about 5 minutes.

So, Mordred’s dead and the Mages are forced into hiding, and all is well in Camelot, except Uther wasn’t supposed to be so bad ass and actually win. His jealous, power-hungry brother, Scar…er…Loki…er…I mean, Vortigern had secretly made a pact with Mordred to kill Uther, so he could become the King of Camelot, himself.

I’m sure the writers were well aware of the option they had here to make Vortigern the name of the warlock defeated by Uther, and name his brother Mordred, instead, so at least there was SOME kind of blood relation between Mordred and Arthur, especially since his “uncle” is the antagonist to Arthur’s hero – they just decided not to. I don’t recall ever hearing about a Vortigern Pendragon in the Arthurian legends, but Vortigern is one of those really obscure, debated names in British history, therefore free game under creative license – and is played by Jude Law.


Now, I love Jude Law and always will – he’s a favorite actor of mine and the man is aging very well, I might add. Still hot. He gave this role his best effort, with what little he was given to work with, he strove to pull a couple of emotional punches and fully embrace his character’s narcissistic evilness. Especially, when we see him trudge down to the ‘cave’ bellow the ‘tower’ and sacrifice his beloved wife in order to call upon… Ursula the Sea Witch? I could’ve sworn that this being “Merlin’s Tower” it would be the cave where he’d left the dragons, but wtf do I know? This movie is merely “inspired”. I guess the CG department just couldn’t pull off dragons under castles in Britain after spending so much skill on ginormous African elephants with pyramids…in Britain.

We fast forward 30 years with a very Guy Ritchie montage of Arthur getting those street skills and building his coffers and gang of street ‘knights’ – because Arthur should never have been a young king, so let’s make him pushing 40 without a wife or heir or throne – and this is probably why he’s such a reluctant hero, because the life-expectancy of a male living in poverty in 5th century Britain had to be like 100-150 years.  So, he’s got time, right? And how is this amazing story arc triggered? The lake in front of Camelot just suddenly drains without explanation to reveal a sword stuck in a stone.


Vortigern knows exactly which sword it is and how it got there and now he’s angry, because the fact that it’s been revealed can only mean that the son of Uther is still alive and kicking…asses…primarily of the Viking sort, who aren’t invading, pillaging or plundering, they’re there on business? Rather than wait for the bastard to find him, Vortigern sends his Stormtroopers…er…Blacklegs out to haul every boy, teen and man (the crown’s too heavy to manage simple arithmetic) to try the sword and when they fail, they get a consolation prize of being branded with a hot iron on their wrist. Arthur, being the impatient street king of thugs that he is, doesn’t want to be the only one left un-marred, so pushes his way right up to the front of the line and pulls the sword from the stone – but not without some severe side-affects that knocks him out cold – because, how else could he wake up in a dungeon cell for his big reveal “you are the true king of Camelot” moment? Duh.

I have to admit here, that I actually liked the way Arthur couldn’t just wield the sword. The idea that this thing is so powerful, it not only takes physical effort but a kind of ‘mental’ stability – was a plus – just not enough of a plus to make up for the rest.

And guess what sword it is? Excalibur. I know, I know… Excalibur and the Sword in the Stone were TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SWORDS – but remember, this is just “inspired” by legend. Very, very loosely…and fraying at the ends. And hey, they squeezed in some rushed explanation with a quick flash of some Lady in the Lake to make it all reasonably plausible that they could of in fact been the same sword. 😐 Not buying it? Yeah, me neither.

Determined to keep the crown, the arrogant King John…er…Vortigern sets out to squash all hope in the people by executing their one true king in a public display of evilness – Robin and his merry men…dammit, I mean the “resistance” and “The Mage,” of course come in and save the day, and Arthur finds himself now their prisoner.


The Mage – literally that is the character’s name, I’m not even joking – has the power to control animals by seeing through their eyes … shit, where have I seen this before? (What, no Game of Thrones fans here?). Another montage of their long as hell journey to the hidden cave/liar of the Resistance ensues, where you think that maybe a love story is going to blossom between Arthur and the Mage, but it doesn’t. Remember, there’s no room for story here, only action and macho posturing!


Does Arthur’s wardrobe look familiar to you, too? (Charming from the Once Upon TV series). You’re welcome.

In the cave we are reunited with Uther’s most trusted Knight, played by Djimon Hounsou who you think is going to call upon his mentor-type character from Gladiator, to impart some much needed wisdom and humbleness onto Arthur – but NOPE – Arthur’s already smarter, remember? Yet, whenever you have a group of people trying to push a reluctant hero into doing what’s right, there’s always that good cop, bad cop duo at the forefront. Sir Bedivere’s partner in this respect, turns out to be…. Littlefinger?


Okay, so I can see how this went. Poor Aidan Gillen is contacted by the head honchos, because who else can pull off those ground sweeping tunics? But he says “I’m tired of being typecast as the exceptionally intelligent, strategical, manipulative genius of a villain (cue screen shots of GoT and the Scorch Trials), I want to play a good guy for a change!” So, they make him stupid and he hits like a girl, but he can shoot a bow from 175 yards with unerring precision – and in a very un-Lord Baelish manner, his desire for vengeance supersedes his intellect, which leads to their discovery, followed by a Guy Ritchie meets Blair Witch Project escape through Londinium. Don’t ever say the man doesn’t have range as an actor now.

In between those two incidents, Arthur is dragged to the Land of the Lost…er…the Darklands – where everything is a hundred times bigger than him and he’s on the menu – to supposedly learn how to wield the sword. Or, get through the memories he has some mental blockage about, that will allow him to use it properly. And you think he manages it by the end of yet another montage – this one quite comical – but NOPE. So, when they all get cornered in their escape through Londinium, the sword says “screw this, I’m not waiting on you anymore” and takes over. Excalibur borrows Barry Allen’s metahuman quickness, turns Arthur into The Flash with Whitewalker eyes, and he doesn’t remember a thing – still, most everyone is able to escape.

But, to keep the scorecard even and the hero on the right trajectory, the bad guy wins a victory by managing to capture one of the wounded and torturing him for information (at least we have to assume that’s what happened, but it wasn’t shown, because then the audience might have actually felt something for one of the characters) and the Imperial Troops storm the Rebel base and everyone is murdered except the only two people Arthur could possibly care about – thus backing our reluctant hero right into that proverbial corner and giving him no choice but to fight for the crown he doesn’t want – by issuing the typical ransom note of “bring the sword, or the hostages die.” Bwahaha – again, the evil laugh has to be assumed, because it wasn’t shown.

There’s a giant snake, some venom voodoo stuff the Mage puts together and of course the epic ending battle, which happens in the predictable fashion of the hero coming a breath away from losing and instead of the bad guy just killing him, which would be the most true-to-character thing Vortigern could have done, he wanders away – I’m assuming to contemplate how he’s going to celebrate his assured victory – and just leaves Arthur lying there long enough to finally break that mental barrier at last and gain his full power, rising up to defeat the bad guy with renewed energy and purpose.

Then, the writers remembered: “Oh, snap, we’re supposed to be telling an Arthurian “inspired” story!” and we fast forward to the new King Arthur uncovering a round table and knighting his knights with Excalibur, but before it can just end there, the Vikings reappear to claim a bounty promised by Vortigern, because they come from that rare and now extinct Scandinavian tribe known as Das Wusses – more macho posturing ensues – and Arthur basically shames the Vikings into bowing before him – declaring that they are kneeling before England.

Um. What? Is this a joke?

In case anyone missed their history lessons, England is derived from the Old English word Englaland, which means “Land of the Angles” – the very invaders King Arthur was attributed with defending his homeland against, so it sure in hell would never have been a word he ever called his own kingdom. Ever. Arthur would’ve been a Celtic Briton, or in some theories half Roman, half Celtic, he would not have been from any of the Germanic “Angle, Anglo-Saxon” tribes that invaded, nor would he have ever heard the word Englaland, let alone England, uttered in his time. You’d think an entire English production, cast and crew would know at least THAT much about their own history!

I’m all for exploring different angles on well-known legends. I love being made to think of something a different way, pondering its plausibility, marveling over the possibilities of its accuracy. Marion Zimmer Bradley did an astounding job of this with the Avalon series (the Mists of Avalon). Even the 2004 King Arthur movie with Clive Owen as a Roman soldier named Artorius, Kiera Knightly playing a woad version of Guinevere, and the knights of the round table as Sarmatians forced into military servitude to Rome, was a very thought out “different, yet makes you wonder” approach to the legends.

I’m even all for being just entertained by a movie that has absolutely NO historical significance – BUT, if you’re going to attach a movie to a historical legend, then you damn well better OWN IT – not hide behind “inspired” or “based” upon as a way to insult the intelligence of your audience! If Guy Ritchie and the writers just wanted to make an action movie set in medieval times then they should’ve just done it by making up their own character names and back stories. This movie was a mockery of both the Arthurian Legends and British history from the word go. It’s just too bad so many big names are attached to it. Though, I guess that’s what happens when you can’t make a movie stand on its own.

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My Review 🌹 Bait


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Title: Bait
Author: Jade West
Genre: Dark-ish Erotic Romance
Rating: 5 ‘s


A stranger online. Dark hair and even darker eyes that knew my dirty desires before I did.
A fantasy that should never be spoken. But he pulled the confession from me.
And now he’s coming for me.
Rough. Dirty. Dangerous.
It’s supposed to be one night to get me off and make me forget.
He’ll make me his and I’ll pretend I don’t want him to.
I’ll run and he’ll chase.
Because I asked him for this.
I begged him for this.

Tonight, in the darkness, he’s the hunter.
And I’m the bait.

🌹 My Review 🌹

I’m a new reader of Jade West, admittedly because I’m often disappointed by all the hype – that was so not the case this time! New reader, and definitely a new fan. I will commence with the cyber-stalking momentarily, first my review…

Abigail Summers is crazy effed up – seriously. She doesn’t even deny it. She’s fully aware that her needs, desires, fantasies, are borderline psychotic in their insanity. After suffering a horrendous, emotionally and physically gutting experience, she’s run to a new town, new job, to start a new life. Yet, she’s not living. She’s merely going through the motions, skimming the surface without any desire to sink below the surface, because nothing makes her feel alive anymore. Nothing, except for the monster who haunts her dreams. The one she’s been running from most of her life. The one she stopped hoping to escape, and yearns to finally feel the terror of being caught, of being ripped to shreds…anything to feel alive again. Her dreams never let her get that far, so she takes the chance of finding her monster for real by confessing her fantasy with a new online profile. It was crazy stupid, she knows that, and the first 20 or so responses she gets only confirms it. Then, Phoenix Burning replies.

Leo Scott is still burning, scars itching, trapped in that inferno in every possible way. He’s stuck in the aftermath of a real life nightmare that cost him the woman he loved, the brother he used to know, and nearly the business they’d all built together. For over a year, he’d done nothing but focus on the latter, putting all of his blood, sweat and time into rebuilding Scott Brothers from the ashes. His son won’t talk, his sister won’t listen, and his brother won’t stop seeking vengeance. Every day, seven days a week, it’s the same routine. He runs…and never gets anywhere. Because, the guilt won’t let him. Because, the one night he chose not to chase Mariana, was the night he couldn’t run fast enough to save her…to save any of them. When he reads the girl’s online profile, reads her fantasy, he swears it could’ve been Mariana’s ghost who’d penned it and the monster he’d long since buried wakes up with a vengeance. Bait wants the chase, wants what comes after, and Leo’s monster is more than willing to make her nightmares come true.

Maybe then, they can both start feeling alive again.

We all get preconceived notions about a book by its blurb or cover, and let me tell you – they won’t do you any good with Bait. This book was INTENSE. It will lure you in, captivate you and then it will make you squirm, sweat, your heart will race, you will be sublimely uncomfortable, start questioning your own mind and you’ll love every freaking minute of it. The pacing was perfect, allowing the reader to really get in, get deep into each character before their world’s actually collide – and that was such a thrill for me.

This book is not a quickie. I wasn’t able to read it all in one sitting, but had to walk away, give myself a moment to breathe and absorb, before rushing back to find out what happened next. The emotions of each character are full, heady, dripping off the pages – Leo’s are more vibrant and in your face than Abigail’s, but only because he’s dealing with other people who were just as affected by his tragic past as he is.

I won’t add spoilers, just know that this book has everything you could ever want. Drama, suspense, dark, heart-pounding and enticing erotica, the PIERCINGS, OMG – gripping emotions, family turmoil, realistic character development, tragedy, friendships, heart – it will make you feel insane and happy to be there – and then, when you think it couldn’t get any better, it will still manage to surprise you.

Read it!

This is an Honest Review of a book that I purchased. I was not given any kind of compensation from the author in exchange for it, to include an ARC.

My Review ♥ Daddy Morebucks



My Review

Title: Daddy Morebucks
Author: Normandie Alleman
Series: Daddy’s Girl Series
Genre: Erotic Romance-BDSM (DD/lg)
Rating: 4 ‘s

Warning: This review has some unavoidable spoilers, read at your own risk or better yet, just read the book!

This was a very light read and a nice change of pace. It’s not a fast read, because the book is full length, but Normandie’s style flows so smoothly I read it all in one sitting – albeit, an all day sitting – but I enjoyed it too much to put down!

Marley (or Harley) is one of those protagonists that’s easy to relate to and I never felt so disappointed in her reactions or decisions that I ended up disliking her. She’s levelheaded, mature and despite knowing the tragedy of loss and the neglect of an alcoholic parent, she doesn’t let those things define her. Like James notes in the book, she never feels sorry for herself or her situation, she just trudges onward. Even her one questionable idea that ended badly was something I found realistic and could relate to. She just wanted to show James how grateful she was for all he’d given her, and felt she had nothing else to offer. How she reacts afterward was a bit too drastic for her character, but I think the author built her prior emotional state up enough to make it as equally understandable, as it was questionable.

James LeBlanc is a good Daddy Dom, maybe a little too good, but he’s also a veteran in the lifestyle so that makes it more believable. I liked that he was family-oriented with a big group of friends. That was an excellent balance to Marley’s solitary existence, and was a way he could provide a more wholesome life for her, other than just having money.

Unfortunately, he dropped the ball when it came to Marley’s bad ‘Christmas present’ idea. Especially, since part of it took place in his POV where he’d thought about how it’s his job to be able to read a sub’s body language – yet ends up completely missing all the signs of Marley’s sudden change in demeanor?

Yes, I can see this “Christmas present” scene playing out in real life. There wasn’t anything unrealistic about it – but it was a jumble of mistakes a “vanilla” couple with no prior BDSM experience would make – not a seasoned Dom and an experienced “little girl” in between Daddy’s. Marley was the only newbie in the room, so why was she being deferred to by the ‘experienced ones’ and allowed to lead the party, especially with no prior discussion or ground rules being set into place? The two biggest things that struck me as really off was, James didn’t use a condom, even though the author made sure to include that between him and Marley earlier on, which I appreciated – here he is with a woman he’s never met before, and he doesn’t suit up? That was a pretty big oversight.

Two, the playing didn’t stop when Marley left the room. That should’ve been immediate or James shouldn’t have allowed her to leave – or better yet, her wanting to leave, should’ve been a big slap in the face that something was seriously wrong.

Misunderstandings happen, I get it, but this felt more like an attempt to add tension between the characters, when all it really did was go against the personalities I’d been reading up to that point. At the same time, I honestly don’t want to make a mountain out of a mole-hill, when it’s such a tiny blip in the grand scheme of an otherwise, very enjoyable read.

I did wince every time Marley called James “Daddy” out in public with no care as to who was listening. If there was anything unrealistic about this book, that would’ve been it, not only that he didn’t put a stop to it, but it wasn’t headline news in the Dallas society pages the next day. He was known by sight at Neiman Marcus, but no one thought to call the gossip columns? Eh… It was kind of sweet and romantic why he didn’t shut her up, though, so I didn’t get too hung up on it.

In conclusion, this is the perfect book if you’re looking for a break from high-strung emotions or suspenseful action. It wasn’t overly deep, and Marley doesn’t spend enough time with any of the other characters to feel a real connection to them, rather it keeps the focus on her and James’s relationship. I definitely felt their connection all the way through the book, and that’s the important part. Their chemistry never faltered and I loved that.

There was nothing super tense, or dramatic and it won’t pull on any of your deeper emotions, but if you like well-paced, sweet reads with kink that make you smile more than anything else, you’ll definitely enjoy Daddy Morebucks!

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This is an Honest Review of a book I purchased. I was not given any kind of compensation from the author in exchange for it, to include an ARC.

My Review ♥ Free, a novella

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My Review

Title: Free, a novella
Author: Felicia Denise
Genre: Women’s Fiction
Length: Novella
Rating: 5 ‘s

I first started reading “Free” on Felicia Denise’s website and like all of her readers, I was captured, pulled right into the highs and lows of the main character’s story. Lennie and her memories are so real, I felt as if she’d taken me by the hand so I could walk beside her, a silent witness to the ‘walk-through’ of her life. I was so happy when the author decided to turn this into a novella and even more thrilled with the promise for more!

Though shorter than I wanted it to be, don’t let the size of this *Ahem* prequel, fool you. It is cleverly stuffed to the point of overflowing with emotions; good, bad, ugly and joyful. So, stick some Kleenex in your pocket, grab a glass of wine and meet Lennie on the threshold of the Porter House on Linden Lane, because this is not a read. It’s an experience.

Lenore ‘Lennie’ Porter is every woman. She’s not perfect or overly flawed, she’s just human. A loving daughter, supportive wife, successful entrepreneur and dedicated mother. Her story is all about the joys, hardships, tragic loses, mistakes, fears, illnesses, frights and turning points that brought her to the present. Simultaneously, it’s about those little moments within the bigger ones, that become the linchpins of future outcomes. Those moments of regret, revelations, tough choices and self-honesty.

The memories she shares are full of family bonds, endearing friends, and a cowardly bully of a husband. Most revolve around her three sons and range from laugh-out-loud humorous, to heartwarming, to downright heart-wrenching.

I honestly can’t say much more without completely spoiling it, but if you are a reader who enjoys learning all about another’s life through their eyes, then you will love Free! This is not a romance – though, I am really, really hoping that will come next – and it’s certainly not a fairytale. This is one woman’s journey back to self, through the realistic obstacles life throws in her way. Or perhaps, it’s merely the beginning of a discovery of the woman she’s hoping to become…I’ll leave that up to you to decide.

In a final note about this novella, I can’t end without expressing that Felicia Denise’s style is such that even her antagonists don’t get to just exit stage left without evoking some kind of empathy from her readers. To take a clear picture of bad and turn it into something a little more human is sly, underhanded and brilliant. It’s a true talent to nudge the emotional table off center for the reader with such a brief insight. Yet, in less than a page, it happened. You’ll just have to read it to believe me!

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