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*Book Blitz * Giveaway * Review* Lady Falls by Renee Bernard

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Hi Readers, I have exciting news! Renee Bernard has a NEW historical series and book out today!! I was one of the lucky few that got a sneak preview. See my thoughts below. I am giving away a FREE Amazon copy of the book so leave your email in the comments and you could win Lady Falls.

My Thoughts: Holy Smokes this book is not your mama’s typical historical romance. I can’t say too many things or this will be a huge spoiler review (which I hate) so I am going to keep it as simple as I can. Ms. Bernard has created a story/series that is outside the normal historical romances boxes. Her heroine Raven Wells, is not the simpering miss or wallflower, oh no, she is a young lady that expresses her wants and takes action when action is needed. The story is great and there are moments when you say to yourself, “That’s a game changer.” or “Did that just happen?” The end–OMG–the end! OK, I need to stop before I give anything away.

This is the first book in a series. Second book, Lady Rises will be out in July and the last book, Lady Triumphs will be out in August. We don’t have to wait long for the follow ups. BONUS–This book is on sale for $0.99!

Don’t forget to leave a comment with your email to have the chance to win a copy of LADY FALLS.


Happy Reading!

-Romance Reader Girl

Blog Tour/Review: Light the Lamp By Catherine Gayle

unnamed-1Book Blurb: Life’s been rough lately for Noelle Payne, but she’s not one to let negativity rule. So, she lost her job? She’ll find another one. The bank foreclosed on the house? Well, she can live out of her car for a while. There’s always an upside to be found…but now Noelle needs to find something to give her life meaning. She owes it to the universe to figure it out, too, because a stranger just saved her life.

When Liam Kallen’s wife died, his goal-scoring ability died with her. After a
trade from the only pro hockey team he’s ever played for, he’s now playing for the
NHL’s Portland Storm. Everyone said he needed a change of scenery, but nothing
changes until he rescues Noelle. All of a sudden, the world once again looks bright and he’s lighting the lamp like he used to.

Noelle’s cheerful disposition is just the bit of sunlight Liam needs in his life. He wants to give her everything she needs because she’s everything he wants. The
problem? She doesn’t believe she needs anything…at least nothing material. The
one thing they both know she truly needs—a real purpose—also happens to be the
one thing he doesn’t know how to give her. If he can’t help her find that, she might walk away and take all her sunshine with her.

My Thoughts: Let me just say I love this series. Not the kind of love that you have for you siblings, you know, the kind of love you have to have, well, because they are your siblings but the kind of love you have for your favorite sweatshirt (the one with the holes you refuse to throw away) or slippers. Yeah for me it’s that kind of love.

Ok…on to my thoughts of Light the Lamp! When I first met Liam Kallen in On the Fly I needed to know more about him. I even reached out to Ms. Gayle asking if he would get his own book and here it is! Liam has had a rough time with the loss of his wife and ability to play hockey the way he is known for. With all the pain he is still a stand up guy that wants to do good in this world. He created a non-profit in the memory of his late wife. He is a sweetheart with a broken heart that needs mending.

Enter the quirky, live your life the best you can, Noelle Payne. Noelle’s personality is happy go lucky, don’t worry about it, smile because crying never solved anything, just live in the moment. She is cheerful despite all the hardships she has been enduring over the last few years. She is strong as the day is long and inspiring. She has the weight of the world on her shoulders and she acts like she has no cares in the world. I love that about her and wish I could be more like her.

When Liam and Noelle meet they are as different as can be but as different as they are, they are both lonely and that is what brings them together. They truly are magnificent together and their relationship that is a friendship that turns to love is beautiful. I love the way their relationship builds. It’s not all at once but it’s gradual and just lovely. There is a lot of pain in this story and I’m learning to keep the Kleenx next to me when reading these stories (Kleenx should send Ms. Gayle a cheque for her help in their business). I just loved everything about it. Of course, it wouldn’t be a Portland Storm book without all the wonderful characters we have been introduced to from the beginning. Just a quick note Babs steals every scene and I giggle like the sixteen year old when I read those scenes. He really is dreamy.

Yes, I loved this book and I rated it FIVE wonderful stars! I recommend this book and this series. I am looking forward to the next in the series.


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-Romance Reader Girl


Cover Reveal: LADY FALLS by Renee Bernard

Renee Bernard’s newest series will be debuting this summer and look at the GORGEOUS cover for the first book!

Lady Falls, Book 1 in the Black Rose Trilogy 

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“Marvelously daring, welcome to a sensual world that will test not only your mind but your heart.” – Delilah Marvelle, Award Winning Author

               “Delicious! A fabulous story that draws you in from the very first word and stays with you long after the finish. -“Máire Claremont, Award Winning Author

Raven Wells is no ordinary girl.  Plucked from an orphanage by a scheming earl, she has been raised like a thoroughbred, groomed for one purpose: Revenge.  Unfortunately, the Earl of Trent never let her in on the plan, so when she meets the man of her dreams, Sir Phillip Warrick, she has no idea that every lesson, every tutor and every impulsive inch of her was crafted for his seduction and destruction.  What she does know is that love is the prize she wants most and that nothing should stand in a woman’s way to getting what she wants.

Phillip Warrick is simply trying to recover his friendship with the earl, unaware that the man has spent years laying the foundation for destroying Phillip’s peace of mind.  What he does know is that the earl’s ward, Raven Wells, is mesmerizing, fascinating and apparently without reserve.  Witty, beautiful, impulsive and impossible—she is like a siren beckoning him to forget the rules and seize only the pleasures of the moment.

Together, their love will set in motion a series of events that no one can foresee.  Revenge creates more than one victim, but also more than one winner.  Raven Wells will be transformed into a force of nature the likes of which Victorian London has never experienced before.  LADY FALLS is the birth of the Black Rose and the end of innocence.


From acclaimed USA Today bestselling author, Renee Bernard, comes a new trilogy of gothic power and twisted sensuality.  Here’s a slice of historical romance not generally found in the mainstream—so pull up a chair, settle in for a good read and hang on!



-Romance Reader Girl

Blog Tour & *GIVEAWAY*: MORE THAN THE MONEY (Heartlands # 3) by Kris Pearson


Hi Readers! I am giving away an ebook copy of this book. Please leave email in comments! 

Book Blurb: Exiled from his family for half his life, hard-living cowboy Rory Morrissey finally quits Texas and embarks on a desperate and delicate mission: to return to New Zealand, convince shy Kiwi heiress.

Alfrieda Hamlin to marry him, and earn a fresh start, respectability, and one hell of a farm.
Alfie might be shy but she’s no pushover. When she learns about the succession deal being hatched between her autocratic grandfather and the handsome Texan stud, she rebels. There’s no way she’ll stand by and have her expected inheritance and freedom stolen away, so with only one month to outwit the scheming duo, she throws caution to the wind and snuggles up to the man she’s been ordered to marry. After all, she needs to know her enemy if she expects to beat him at his own game.

Warning: Contains one hunky cowboy determined to ride down his heiress, hog-tie her, and bundle her into his bed.

MTTM COVEREXCERPT: After spending the next morning forced to show Rory around the beautiful estate, Alfie drives him back into the city in one of the farm trucks to collect the rest of his belongings. Here’s 

part of what happens along the way:


The cowboy moved in his seat, distracting her from such doleful thoughts. “Old

Alfred can’t live forever.” His tone was more conciliatory now. “We can wait him out.

Marry me right away and make the place ours. Secure the estate before he changes his mind,

and then we can sort it out between us.”

She shook her head vehemently.

Again he laughed. The same humourless sound. “You’re not my idea of a wife, Alfie.

I doubt I’m your idea of a husband.”

She swallowed in surprise.

He locked his gaze with hers. So magnetic. So persuasive. “Wait the old devil out.

It’d serve him right. We can put on the expected show, but we don’t have to consummate the

marriage. No-one will know but us.”

She shook her head again.

“Although,” he murmured, eyes now dancing with challenge, “We could probably

enjoy ourselves if we put our minds to it.”

Alfie began to object, and at that instant he loosened his seatbelt with his free hand,

leaned across, cradled her face, and settled his lips on hers. He tasted rich and dark, and it

took her several seconds of unhinged shock before she gathered her wits enough to thump

a fist against his chest. “We could probably,” he murmured against her mouth, “enjoy

ourselves very much.”

Rory felt her struggling and reared back. Jesus! He’d grabbed her like some lust-
soaked teenager. What was he? Sixteen and desperate? He slumped into his seat, breathing

hard, searching for appropriate words to apologise with.

“Don’t do that again,” she said in a small voice.

“Hell, darlin’, I didn’t mean to do it that time.” He flinched at the flippant comment

that had burst from his stupid mouth. How would he get past this? “I’m sorry,” he added.

“Didn’t mean to grab you. You…attract me.” He shook his head. “Did I just make it worse?”

“Probably.” She touched her mouth with her fingers as though she was searching for


“Did I hurt you?”

She stared at him, pupils so huge and black that her eyes had none of their vivid

colour left. “No, of course not. Just surprised me.”

After a few seconds she asked, “I…attract you? Really?”

He watched her fingers running to and fro along her soft bottom lip, wanting to

replace them with his own. Wanting even more to replace them with his mouth again. He

reached a tentative hand out and then pulled it back. “For sure. How could you not? And I’m

not meaning the farm. You’re…”

“I’m what?”

He shook his head. Was he really having this conversation? “You’re not what I

expected. Last night I presumed you were a spoiled princess. You wouldn’t talk to me over

drinks. I thought you were freezing me out.”

He watched as she covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head.

“And then I found Alfred hadn’t given you any warning about why I was there, and

you stood your ground with him in the dining room and I admired you.”

Her hand dropped away. Her eyes were still huge. “Admired me?”

“For telling him what you thought of him. Even if it made him damn difficult

company for me after that.”

The corners of her mouth twitched briefly. “Was he angry?”

“Fuming, but trying not to show it because he wanted me on his side.”

“Poor you.” She was definitely trying to stifle a smile now.

The bands of embarrassment choking his chest loosened a little.

A dimple indented one of her cheeks and then disappeared. “So I attract you because

I’m brave? Not very. That doesn’t make me sound much fun anyway.”

Rory ran his hands through his hair and stared at her. “Geez, honey, are you

determined to drag it from me? I came here expecting to find some unmarriageable mess of

a woman and instead I got presented with you. So pretty I can’t keep my hands to myself. So

female you make me hard in seconds. So in need of looking after that I’d walk over white-hot

coals to keep you safe. Okay?”

He heard the snick as she unlatched her seatbelt, and then his breathing stopped as

she wriggled up into a kneeling position. Was she going to smack him one? He clutched the

fabric of his jeans so he couldn’t make another grab for her.

One of her hands gripped the back of the seat for balance. The other reached over and

touched his hair, smoothing it where he’d no doubt mussed it up seconds earlier. He tilted his

head to find her eyes, totally beguiled by her unexpected reaction, determined not to spook

her again.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her fingers moving lower to trace over his eyebrow and

around the edge of his ear. Slow and dreamy. Exploring him like a piece of sculpture. “That

makes things feel different.”

Somehow he held still. Her short nails ran down the side of his face, then reversed to

push against the grain of his beard. “Whiskers,” she murmured. “You poor thing having to

shave them all the time.”

He wanted to laugh but didn’t dare. “Comes with being a man.” He needed to clear

his throat and didn’t dare do that either in case it spoiled the moment.

“Hmmm.” A soft murmur of agreement.

Finally he couldn’t take any more of her gentle torture. “So do I pass the test?”

“What test?” Her fingers trailed lower again.

“Whatever you’re…” He fell silent as she touched the corner of his mouth. Ran her

feather-light finger over his cupid’s bow and around the rest. His hands clenched tighter

into the denim, and his heart threatened to burst out of his burning ribcage. He gulped a fast


She shifted on the seat, leaning closer. “Yes, you pass the test. You’re so lovely you’d

pass any test.” She bit her bottom lip and visibly swallowed. “Can you kiss me again please?

I wasn’t ready last time.”

Alfie’s voice quavered as she spoke the last words. Who was kneeling and begging


Her. Absolutely her.

Kneeling on her seat, begging to be kissed.

Would he do it? If he didn’t she’d die of embarrassment.

She watched as his big hands relaxed their death-grip on his jeans. As he took another

deep breath. As he turned in his seat and touched her face, sliding around her jaw to cradle it.

No words. Simply the sensation of those long fingers smoothing over her skin, and his eyes

burning into hers with fierce intensity.

Utterly crazy. How had they gone from open animosity to teasing, then through

another full-on argument to declarations of tender regard and into a kiss hot enough to scorch

her soul?

“Ah, honey…” he whispered, rubbing his mouth over hers so softly she was barely

sure they’d connected. A butterfly brush. A sensation as warm as tropic air. Lips dragging

gently past each other. Back and forth. Maddening.

She made a noise of some kind. A wanting noise. A needing noise. Because yes, she

needed. Needed to touch him and taste him. Wanted more of him than this. Ohhhhh….

She raised her hand again…caressed his jaw, and it was enough. He parted his lips

on an indrawn breath, settled them over her lower one and sucked for an instant, then moved

up to do the same to the upper. All her nerve endings there flickered, and she moaned with

delight, not knowing her fingers had flexed greedily against his skin. Rory’s hand tightened

too, pulling her face against his as her lips parted. Holding her where he wanted her. Angling

his mouth over hers, lifting and lowering, dragging in air between each dizzying descent until

they were both panting, both open-mouthed, tongues sliding together, groaning, frantic.

Alfie yearned to be closer still. Wanted to be pressed against his body, enclosed by

his arms they way she’d been that morning. She struggled to turn, perched as she was on her

knees on the seat.

“Easy darlin’,” he warned as she tipped off balance. He grabbed her in both hands,

strong enough to support her weight and tilt her so she sprawled, unharmed, head in his lap.

She gazed up at him, gasping, ripped away from the kiss that had stolen her brain.

He laughed—a deep joyous rumble that she felt as well as heard, pressed as she now

was against something really hard in his groin. A long firm rod that thrilled and scared her


“You okay?” he asked, loosening the hand trapped between them so he could stroke

her face.

She nodded mutely, which gave her a little more information about what she’d landed

against. Oh goodness…

He grinned down at her. “I didn’t picture our first kiss happening in a farm truck on

the main road,” he said. “We do have a hotel room to use if you’re so insatiable?” One dark

brow rose.

Alfie opened her mouth to object, and then relaxed again when she realised he was

teasing. “Not insatiable at all. And anyway, you started it.”

“True, darlin’. Provoked beyond reason. ” He stroked her hair. “Not even a little bit

insatiable?” he asked hopefully.

She shifted on the seat and eased a leg up onto the steering wheel, then remembered

too late that she’d worn a skirt instead of her customary jeans. She tried to reposition herself

more decently.

His hand shot over, lightning-fast, and grasped her leg.

“Let me go!” she squeaked, giggling, blushing, helplessly trapped.

“Not a chance, darlin’.” He bent sideways and smoothed his face over the soft

skin above her knee and then down to somewhere far too near her panties. Oh God… That

was…incredible. And way too personal. All the muscles in her thighs quivered, and she

groaned, alight with apprehension. How could he do something like that?

She heard his soft laugh of triumph.

“Rory!” She wriggled, trying to escape. Hopeless. Heard him inhale to sample her

scent. So embarrassing. Felt his mouth pressing kisses high on her thigh. Couldn’t see

because his head was under her rucked-up skirt.

She lay there, tangled and open to him, as his lips worked back in the direction of her

knee and he appeared again, hair rumpled, eyes so hot they practically smoked. With his free

hand he pushed at the denim. Alfie felt deserted as he drew back further.

“Not boring panties,” he drawled, flicking a glance down to her very tiny turquoise

lace thong and then back to her eyes.

Oh, could this get any worse? “No—I forgot…” she muttered, knowing she must be

scarlet in the face.

He glanced down again. “You put that on for me, darlin’?

“No…I don’t know…”

He grinned. “Definitely appreciated. You got any more like it?”

She squeezed her eyes closed and unkinked one leg. Rory kept a firm grip on the

other one.

“No. It…umm…went with my bridesmaid’s dress. The one I wore last night.”

He bent and kissed her knee again, sliding his mouth slowly down, keeping his eyes

on hers until her skirt concealed them. Then all she could do was imagine.

“But you didn’t have this on last night?” A low suggestive murmur from under the

fabric. His kisses progressed further south.

“No. Of course not. And I don’t know why I put it on today”. She gulped a fast

breath. “Maybe I just wanted to feel pretty…”

“You feeling pretty right now, honey?” He licked and sucked so close to the elastic

edge that Alfie’s hips hitched up in shock.


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690aa10463690a7f023519.L._V162138260_SY470_Meet Kris Pearson & Connect: If it’s fine, Kris gardens. If it’s wet, she writes. And if the writing’s going well, the garden can look after itself…

She’s the author of ‘The Boat Builder’s Bed’, of which more than a million were downloaded free. Giving away a taste of her work with this one kick-started sales of all her other novels.

Her latest books are her Heartlands series – the girls who live deep in the New Zealand countryside. First there’s ‘Her Man with Iceberg Eyes’ – a novel set in the alpine resort of Queenstown, way in the south. Then there’s ‘Christmas Holiday Husband’ – which takes you to a sprawling back-country farm with its lovely old homestead and long family heritage. June 9 sees the launch of the third, which is titled ‘More than the Money’. In this you’ll again meet some of the characters from ‘Christmas Holiday Husband’.

Kris writes sizzling contemporary romances, and is the current membership secretary for Romance Writers of New Zealand. Six of her books are set at least partly in the capital city of Wellington so she can make use of the beautiful harbor in the plots. She’s called them her Wicked in Wellington series. (There’s a boxed set of three Wickeds if you’d like to save some money.)

In a new adventure, two of these are now available translated into Spanish, with at least two more to follow. The first titles are ‘La cama del constructor de barcos’ and ‘Zona prohibida’. There’s a Spanish version of her website – just click the flags at the top right of it to change languages.


-Romance Reader Girl