Saturday, February 16, 2019

ARC Review: Milo (Finding Home #2) by Lily Morton

Milo (Finding Home #2)From the Blurb:

Once upon a time a brave knight rescued a young man. Unfortunately, he then spent the next few years bossing the young man around and treating him like a child.

Milo has been burying himself at Chi an Mor, hiding from the wreckage of his once promising career and running from a bad relationship that destroyed what little confidence he had. Niall, his big brother’s best friend, has been there for him that entire time. An arrogant and funny man, Niall couldn’t be any more different from the shy and occasionally stuttering Milo, which has never stopped Milo from crushing wildly on the man who saved him.

However, just as Milo makes the decision to move on from his hopeless crush, he and Niall are thrown into close contact, and for the first time ever Niall seems to be returning his interest. But it can never work. How can it when Milo always needs rescuing?



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Snark, banter, laughter and wild hair are the protagonists of Lily Morton's latest book, Milo.

Milo had been in an abusive relationship for years when he was in his early twenties. It was a relationship that marked him and changed the course of his life.

Niall is Milo's older brother's best friend and had been in Milo's life since he can remember. He's also the one who got him away from his abusive ex and helped him restore his faith in himself and start living again.

They are completely and unmistakenly different in almost every way but they have a connection and a chemistry that makes them perfect for each other. Milo is gentle, shy and doesn't like to gather attention. Niall is loud, popular and the life of the party. At first glance they shouldn't work together, but Milo mellows Niall, slows him down, makes him appreciate the simple things in life and he has a calming effect on him. Niall on the other hand draws Milo out of his shell, encourages him and cheers him on.

At the same time they both are different with the other than they are with the rest of the world. Niall isn't afraid to show his gentle side, he is fiercely protective and possesive of Milo and he's jealous for the first time in his life over another person. Milo is more open with Niall than he is with anyone else, he laughs freely and loudly, talks more and is less anxious about his stutter because he knows Niall will never lose patience with him but he'll always wait him out and listen to what he has to say.

Blogtour: Kiss From A Rose by Bella Fontaine



Kiss From a Rose

by Bella Fontaine

Genre: Contemporary Romance




Secrets that were meant to be hidden jump out of the closet in this hot, sexy, enemies to lovers romance. 
From USA Today Bestselling Author Khardine Gray writing as Bella Fontaine… 

There are two things in this world that I’m certain of:1.Money doesn’t grow on trees.2.Caine Donoghue is the devil. He’s the kind of guy who’s sexy, knows it, and uses his charm to fool you. It doesn’t help that he’s an Ex-Navy man with all that hard muscle and a body built like a god. He’s the devil.
It sounds harsh, but it’s true. I should know because I practically grew up with him. I had to endure many summers of his evil. So I should know.
However, the day came when the man decided to go and shock me.
It only took a fifteen-year absence in each other’s lives, but…one major act of kindness that saved the person I loved most dissolved the barrier I placed up to keep him out.
I never saw it coming.
Me, trapped in the charm he oozed. Me, trapped in the temptation that lured me to him just from his sinful sexy smile. Me, getting lost in a man I thought was my worse nightmare.
Caine Donoghue sucked me into a sizzling hot, whirlwind romance that was so scorching it would make hell feel like the artic.
He unlocked something inside me.
But…us being together unlocked something else.
We unlocked secrets from the past that should have stayed hidden. Secrets that tangle the past with the present, and will affect the future.
Secrets that could destroy us.
It’s only a matter of time.
Then it won’t matter what I think …









Excerpt:


Once again, I was sitting in a waiting area.
This time, I was outside Aunt Halle’s room. We weren’t allowed inside with her yet.
I watched Caine sort out all the paperwork. He filled out various forms and gave all his contact details.
I was too numb to think, and we hadn’t actually spoken yet. Not hello, or anything. He’d just jumped into action and sorted things out.
There was one thing that I’d heard though. He said he was with Halle when she collapsed. It was he who’d called the ambulance.
He was there when it all happened. And I wasn’t.
I was in town at the spa thinking of how bad my life was when the woman who’d sacrificed so much for me fought for her life.
I couldn’t believe it. I was so numb I couldn’t think straight, and this all felt like I was watching what was happening play out like it wasn’t happening to me but someone else.
Caine finished talking to Dr. Fernandes and looked at me.
I gazed at him, and like always got that stunned moment where I got sucked into his looks and had to remind myself that the guy couldn’t stand me.
When we saw each other last, he was eighteen and I was fourteen. He’d looked like the regular high school jock who was popular and played football and had the prettiest girls on his arm. Much as I couldn’t stand him back then and knew the feeling was mutual, I was annoyed at myself for finding him attractive.
That annoyance very much filled me now because Caine Donoghue had traded in his boyishly handsome looks for the powerfully-built Navy man who stood before me. He’d cut his long, dark locks and sported a sharp faux hawk that accentuated the angles and planes of his chiseled face and his high, exotic cheekbones.
I couldn’t have been more annoyed at myself for even thinking about him, and at a time like this.
He walked up to me with a tentative expression on his handsome face. His bright green eyes sparkled with a hint of something too, and he attempted a smile.
“Can I get you a coffee or something?”
The last time he got me an or something, there was a frog in the cup. I’d gone to the mall and saw him there with his friends. I thought he was being nice when he brought me a tall Starbucks cup. It shook as I took it, and when I took off the lid, a disgusting frog jumped out. Actually, I think it could have been a toad.
“No, thank you.”
He sat next to me, and I looked at him out the corners of my eyes, then fully. I needed to say thanks. It didn’t matter what happened between us as kids. I needed to tell him how grateful I was. Especially since he didn’t have to be here. “Thank you, for doing this for her. I wouldn’t know what I’d do if you hadn’t offered to help.”
A slow, easy smile crept across his sensual lips. “You’re welcome.”
“I’ll pay you back.” Of course, I would. That was a lot of money to give, and it was a lot of money to part with.
The smile widened on his face. “No, you won’t.”
“Yes, of course I will. I have every intention of doing so.”
He chuckled. “I don’t mean I think you won’t pay it. I mean I won’t accept any repayment.”
I gazed at him long and hard. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable taking so much from you.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but this isn’t about you, sweetheart.”
Sweetheart. Wow, that was an endearment I never thought I’d hear from him. Not when I was being called Big Bertha when I’d gained a bit of weight in my early teens, Metal Mouth when I had to wear retainers for a few years, Dotto- dot when I had so many zits on my forehead it did look like a game of
connect the dots, and then there was The Ugly Duckling. That one had hurt me the most. I wasn’t ugly, not by a long shot, but he’d taken to calling me that after Mom cut my hair way too short after a relaxer went wrong. My hair had looked like duck feathers. It took forever to grow back.
“It’s a lot of money, and they only gave us the minimum, could be more.”
“Can’t put a price on life, and you can’t put a value on a woman like Halle.
She’s priceless. She was like a mother and father to me, so I’ll provide whatever she needs. And you won’t pay me back, Anya.”
My name sounded foreign on his lips, probably because he’d rarely ever called me by it.
“Thank you. I thank you for her.” I looked over to the window, at Aunt Halle on the hospital bed.
She still looked so frail and weak. I hated seeing her that way.
“So... long time. Fifteen years,” Caine spoke.
“Very long time,” I answered, but I didn’t look at him. I kept my gaze trained on Halle.
“You were still in training bras.”
I frowned and turned to face him. “And you were a big-headed jock.”
“I thought you’d write me.”
Now I squinted at him and wrinkled my nose. “What?”
“When I went to join the Navy, I thought you’d write.”
“Why in the world would you think that?” No way was he being serious.
He smirked at my reaction.
“Oh, we were such good friends, I just thought you’d keep in touch. You know, seeing as how I went to Afghanistan and Iraq. It was dangerous. A letter here and there, or even a Post-it note just to say hey would have been nice.” He nodded.
I blinked several times. “Caine Donoghue, I’m pretty certain your host of admiring fans would have written to you.”
“Not you though.”
“I’m not the letter-writing type. It wouldn’t have worked.” Better to say that.
“So, how come you went to see her? You were at the motel?”
“I visit her every time I’m home. Sometimes I stay over and help out if things need doing. I got back Monday, and I was visiting today when it happened.”
I was surprised to hear that he went to visit her, but admittedly in awe to hear it. Halle hadn’t worked for the Donoghue’s in nearly the same time that I hadn’t seen Caine. When he left, she continued to work for them for an additional five years, then left to start her business.
She’d worked her fingers to the bone for twenty years and saved up, so she could start her own business. The motel she called The Hideaway Motel. Located on the coast of Wrightsville Beach, the place was perfect and attracted quite a lot of tourists. Aunt Halle took great pride of the place. She was even more proud because she was one of the first African Americans to set up a motel in that area.
It was her accomplishment, and I was proud of her.
“What happened? I didn’t even know she had a heart condition.”
“She didn’t tell you?” He lowered his brows.
“You knew?”

Release Blitz: Milo by Lily Morton


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MILO
A FINDING HOME NOVEL
LILY MORTON
M/M ROMANCE
RELEASE DATE: 02.15.19
COVER DESIGN: Natasha Snow Designs


Milo Cover
BLURB
Once upon a time a brave knight rescued a young man. Unfortunately, he then spent the next few years bossing the young man around and treating him like a child.

Milo has been burying himself at Chi an Mor, hiding from the wreckage of his once promising career and running from a bad relationship that destroyed what little confidence he had. Niall, his big brother’s best friend, has been there for him that entire time. An arrogant and funny man, Niall couldn’t be any more different from the shy and occasionally stuttering Milo, which has never stopped Milo from crushing wildly on the man who saved him.

However, just as Milo makes the decision to move on from his hopeless crush, he and Niall are thrown into close contact, and for the first time ever Niall seems to be returning his interest. But it can never work. How can it when Milo always needs rescuing?

From the bestselling author of the Mixed Messages series comes a story about a man who needs to write his own happily ever after. 


This is the second book in the Finding Home series, but it can be read as a standalone. 
Content warning: There are descriptions of domestic abuse in this book.





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EXCERPT

“Bloody hell, is that a relation of my husband or a suspect in the Jack the Ripper case?”

I laugh and Cora startles slightly. I shush her and kiss the tiny fingers she holds up to my face. Moving next to him, I stare down at the picture. “He is a bit grim, isn’t he?”

“Grim? Caligula was grim. This is a new and previously undiscovered level of malevolence.” He cocks his head to one side. “Is it my imagination or do his eyes follow you when you move?”

I shake my head. “My remit isn’t to judge. Instead, I reveal what has been previously hidden.”

“While I’m sure that sounds romantic in your head, let’s be realistic. You’ve actually just wiped dirt off a grumpy old git’s face.”

I laugh. “I’m so glad my time at art college wasn’t wasted.”

He looks searchingly at me and opens his mouth but then closes it again. I stare at him. “Oh my God, what were you going to say? It must be bad if it’s made Oz Gallagher shut up.”

He laughs, and I look affectionately at him. I know he’s going to tell me the truth. Oz doesn’t ever shy away from that. He’s my best friend in the world and it comes as a shock to realise that I’ve only known him for a couple of years. He came here to Chi an Mor in all his wisecracking, sassy glory and proceeded to turn everyone’s lives upside down. Footloose and fancy-free, he only intended to stay for a few months and ease the old house into opening to the general public. The best-laid plans always go wrong – or right – and now he’s settled with his husband Silas, the current earl, and they have a beautiful seven-month-old daughter.

He clears his throat and looks at me, and I straighten from kissing Cora’s forehead. “What?”

“I just think that you’re actually a bit wasted here, Milo.”

“Why?”

Friday, February 15, 2019

ARC Review: Trust The Connection by Brigham Vaughn

Blurb:
Scars run deep but run loves even deeper. 

After a lifetime of being told he’s worthless, Evan Harris is forced out of the closet and the only home he’s ever known. Jobless and homeless, he makes a desperate call to a couple he barely knows. They give him a place to stay at their place in Atlanta while he gets back on his feet. But he’s too shy to explore the big city and go after what he wants: a relationship.

Physically and emotionally scarred from a devastating car accident, Jeremy Lewis struggles to reconcile the brash, outgoing man he used to be with the social recluse he’s become. He’s resigned himself to being alone, but an encounter with an ex-boyfriend shakes up his dull existence and brings Evan into his life.

Loneliness draws Evan and Jeremy to each other, but a strong mutual attraction isn’t enough. At thirty-six, Jeremy is convinced a relationship would be holding twenty-one-year-old Evan back.

Evan must be strong enough to fight for what he wants and Jeremy must let someone close enough to see his scars. Otherwise, they’ll miss out on the love of a lifetime.



Sandra's review:






Trust The Connection is a combination of the books Connection and Trust, which were previously published.

Evan Harris, 21 and gay, works in a small funeral home owned by his uncle in his small hometown. Despite having been told he's useless for pretty much all of his life, he's good at his job and has ambitions, but also realizes that to continue the life he knows, he will have to stay in the closet. Until he's found out and kicked out of his home, with no place to go, that was his plan.

Evan makes a call to Russ (from the Equals series) in Atlanta, and Russ doesn't hesitate to help Evan. He and his partner Stephen move Evan into their home as a stop-gap, while Evan quickly works to find himself a job and a place to live. He's shy and introverted, and has little interest in one-night stands; he'd rather find someone for a relationship.
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