Review: Make You Mine (The Dumont Bachelors #1)

Make You Mine by Macy Beckett

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This was just so nice and sweet, reading this really gave me a major sweet tooth.

I read this book because I really took a liking to the location setting of this story. Having been to Louisiana before, just reading this gave me a whole different insight, but with a better advantage.

I had some laughs, mentally strangled some characters, mainly Marc, but and at one point Allie as well. I also gave my sympathy whenever Allie had trouble getting through Marc's self condemnation, but also for Marc when Allie could not see that he was honesty trying, and when he finds out the solution and goes for it. I was never put off with all the delicious treats that were mentioned a time or two... Oh! The edible ones too.

I found the family curse complex quite interesting. Especially with the fact that most characters out right denied that they believed in such things, but when thinking to themselves they would also consider the possibility of the curse being real, and it being the cause of the many eventful things that happened. Kudos to Marc's brother, Beau, and Allie's sister, Devyn, for helping them and dropping hints and missing puzzle pieces that made me squirm in my seat for figuring it out before the main character and not being able to tell them straight out.

Hence, the strangling.

In the end, I was able to understand both main characters, Marc and Allie. Where they came from with their reasons why for doing what they did and believed in. It made it more realistic, insecurities and all.
Some parts a bit corny though.

Overall, this was a very cute, funny, and again sweet story that was pretty quick to read and enjoyable. I look forward to read about Marc's brother and Allie's sister in the next book of this series.

3.5 Frogs (Sensual)

This is originally posted on The Book Vixen as a guest review.

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LAUNCH DAY BLITZ: Review: Dark Paradise **GIVEAWAY** + Excerpt

LAUNCH DAY BLITZ: Dark Paradise by Angie Sandro **GIVEAWAY**

Absolutely thrilling! Dark Paradise is such a page tuner, and leaves you begging for more.

This was a fantastic story! Fell in love from the start. Angie Sandro was able to lure me in with such beautiful writing. So many details on point, I could not, and would not put it down. Such an imagination the author has, to have that in writing is just captivating. The gorgeous cover got me first, then it was the synopsis:

DARK LEGACY

Mala LaCroix has spent her whole life trying to escape her destiny. As the last in a long line of "witch women," she rejects the notion of spirits and hoodoo and instead does her best to blend in. But when she finds a dead body floating in the bayou behind her house, Mala taps into powers she never knew she had. She's haunted by visions of the dead girl, demanding justice and vengeance.

DEADLY SECRETS

Landry Prince has always had a crush on Mala, but when Mala discovers his sister, murdered and marked in some sort of Satanic ritual, he wonders if all the rumors about the LaCroix family are true. Yet after Mala uses her connection to the spirit world to identify his sister's killer, he starts to form his own bond to her . . . a very physical one. As they move closer to each other and closer to the truth, Mala and Landry must risk everything—their families, their love, and even their lives.

The characters were imperfectly perfect. They each had their own background, as well as many issues that came along with it. The two main characters, Mala LaCroix and Landry Prince, are in a Romeo and Juliet perdicament. Their families are at major odds, leaving Mala and Landry completely isolated in their own bubble to figure out everything that is happening to their lives. The moment their world turned upside down, they knew they only had each other. However, they need to be able to trust and rely on one another [first]. There are so many things trying to keep them apart, but they are utterly helpless when separated. The only time when things make semse is when they are together.

I really appreciate the traverse between Mala and Landry's perspective. It helped me a lot to be more capable of understanding Landry's infatuation of Mala and how much it clashes with the way Mala is really looked upon in their community. The fact that she is from a line of slavery and mistresses, not to mention that she is also from a line of witches, it really effects her view on how she sees herself and her expectations of how people treat her, as well as her goal[s] in life. Landry in Mala's eyes is everything she hates, but at the same time the exact opposite. I wish the author revolved more on Lainey and George's relationship to give more evidence to the murder case pertaining to Landry mentioning is sister becoming a totally different person.

Overall, this was a wonderful read, I really enjoyed the story, great work from the author, and no doubt I look forward to the next book in the series.

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Excerpt:

He looks down, and our eyes meet. 

“Kiss me,” I blurt out. 

“What?” His breathing quickens. “What did you say?

Oh, shit! I just propositioned him. Me, squeaky clean, cowardly Mala. Lack of oxygen must’ve given me brain damage. I take a shaky breath and straighten in his arms. “I said kiss me.” My voice cracks. “It’s okay. I won’t punch you or anything. You have my permission.” 

“Your head’s not on straight.” Landry gazes off across the water … distant, cold. Oh, so sad, and it breaks my heart. All I want at this moment is to drink the pain in his eyes. Guzzle it down so it never fills him again. I know nothing’s forever. A momentary patch is about all the comfort I can give him, but maybe for now, it’s enough. For both of us.

“I know. I’m scared.” I take Landry’s face between my hands, holding tight when he tries to pull away. “Stop. Listen. Why do I have to keep dealing with the craziness of my life alone? I’m so tired … Why is it wrong to want to escape?” 

My trembling fingers lightly trace the curve of his jaw. I never in a million years thought I could be so bold. I’ve always protected my heart because I feared it would get squished. Being afraid hasn’t gotten me anywhere but alone. “I like you, Landry. And … and I think you like me. At least a little bit, right? You make me feel safe … alive. Maybe … maybe I can make you feel the same way.”

His eyes, thick, black lashes outlining luminous silver, close as I trace my fingers across his eyelids. I press my lips to the angled plane of his cheekbone in a gentle kiss. His skin tastes salty from sweat and smells of grass. Rich and pungent. Intoxicating. His stomach muscles tighten against mine, but he doesn’t move. I kiss the other cheek, then tilt his head toward mine and brush my lips across his, so lightly that it’s more a mingling of breath.

My tongue caresses his lips. I taste him in small nibbles, and then, feeling bold, I pull his plump bottom lip between my teeth, gently teasing him until he finally responds. 

Impatient, he threads his fingers into my hair so I can’t pull away. His tongue flicks against mine as I open my mouth to his, deepening the connection between us. I’ve heard about French kisses, in high school the girls giggled about them and rated the boys according to skill, but until now, I’ve never liked a guy enough to want his tongue in my mouth.  Landry rated pretty high on the Awesome Kisser scale. Now I understand why. 

The rush of excitement chases away any lingering fear. At some point, he stretches out on the ground, and I lay on top of him. My hands caress his wide shoulders and rise to tangle in his silky hair. I rub against his chest, wishing our clothing didn’t separate us. I want to feel the softness of his skin against mine. I want to trace the tempting dimple in the small of his back and lick the faded scar to the left of his belly button. 

Yeah, I totally peeked when he did his striptease in the boat. I may be the queen of denial, but I couldn’t deny myself the sculpted beauty of Landry Prince in all his glory. I pull my mouth free of his lips and slide down the hard length of his body. He sucks in a breath, stomach tightening when I run trembling hands up his chest, lifting his T-shirt to give me access to that scar. I trace my tongue around it a swirl of motion, like licking an ice cream cone. He tastes ten times better than chocolate—maybe like chocolate and caramel with marshmallow chunks—all gooey and melty in my mouth. So tasty that I want to lap him up. But I bite him instead. 

Satisfaction throbs at his growl. The soft bit of flesh between my teeth almost sends me over the edge. I’m so hot … burning up inside. 

I release him, licking the soft indentations in his skin. 

“Mala,” he moans, quivering when I pin his reaching hands to the ground. I give him a wicked grin, then lower my head. I steadily work my way up his chest, biting and licking until I reach his pecs. I run my tongue around his left nipple, then blow across the hard nub. His hips shift, a slight jerk upward. His erection presses against the fabric of his jeans. Is it uncomfortable? 

I bite my lip, scared at the bold nature of my thoughts. It’s like years of repressed sexuality screams to be set free. Too many romance novels have given me a working knowledge of what goes on. I can fake it until I make it, but I’ve got to decide right now how far I want to go. Soon I’ll be too far gone. My body decides for me. 

About The Author: 

Angie Sandro was born at Whiteman Air Force Base in Missouri. Within six weeks, she began the first of eleven relocations throughout the United States, Spain, and Guam before the age of eighteen. Friends were left behind. The only constants in her life were her family and the books she shipped wherever she went. Traveling the world inspired her imagination and allowed her to create her own imaginary friends. Visits to her father's family in Louisiana inspired this story. Angie now lives in Northern California with her husband, two children, and an overweight Labrador.

Angie’s SM: 

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Review: White Is for Magic (Blue Is for Nightmares #2)

White Is for Magic by Laurie Faria Stolarz

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Fan girl squeals throughout the whole time!. Tripped out A LOT since I read this at night. In the dark. *Chills* Really got my heart pumping, crazy-awesome!.

Really liked the story line. The past, present, and future clashes all together and come into question. What is happening? Why it's happening? What is real and what is not? Stacy cannot answer these questions without the help of her friends and mother, and add in a mysterious new face boy. Is he telling the truth? Can she trust him? Stacy already is feeling physically under the weather caused by night terrors, now she has to remember something from the past, because its effecting the present, and mystery boy dreams of her fututre. The cherry on top of it all is that there are crazy-obsessed weirdos trying to reenact what happened the year before.

I don't know how many times I had to read about Stacy's dreams with one eye open and laying in bed with the covers high above my chin. The details were so good. I was literally sucked in to their world and experiencing everything right along with Stacy and her friends. The clues made me think so many things about most of the characters and shed a light on them that will forever let me see them differently and not really as fond of them as before

I love when PJ talks, so goofy. Drea just made me dislike her even more. I just wanted to punch Chad in the face. I wanted to do even worse to Cory, Tobias and their gang, ugh!..

I wanted to run away with Jacob, the new mystery boy that kept scarying Stacy almost every time the met and giving her a heart attack. Yep, he his my favorite character for this book. Stacy's mom made me fustrated at first, but then she became tolerable after she began opening up to Stacy.

I still want to run away with Jacob. Body paint!. Haha

Overall, I had a blast gasping and laughing all with one eye open people (Ha! Beat that!). Not so much when I had to look over my shoulder when I got up to go to the restroom. The characters were lively and enjoyable, never a dull moment. Thanks to the author for their hardwork, keep writing!.

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