**Never Never** Review and Giveaway!

Title: Never Never

Series: Never Never (#1)

Author:  Colleen Hoover and Tarryn Fisher

Genre:  New Adult, Romance

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Synopsis:

Best friends since they could walk. In love since the age of fourteen. Complete strangers since this morning.
He’ll do anything to remember. She’ll do anything to forget.

My thoughts: 

Never Never left me gasping for air and clutching my chest, at one in the morning! On a work night! Needless to say, finding sleep after that ending was impossible. Still I loved every minute of this unique story. It was fast paced and filled with twists and turns that keep you hooked while recklessly trying to piece together the puzzle that is Never Never. This is a MUST READ!

Review:

Silas and Charlie can’t remember anything about who they are. It’s the middle of a school day and suddenly-POOF-memory gone. Neither can remember a thing about their personal lives, their families, friends, not even each other even though they’ve been dating for over four years. Freaky!

“I look at her, she’s the girl I supposedly make love to. The girl I’ve apparently made love to for a while. The girl I apparently still love. I just wish I could remember …”

In their journey to discover what happened to them, Silas and Charlie must work together and trust each other. They must piece together what happened to them by finding out who they used to be which as it turns out isn’t all pleasant. They learn there is a feud between their families but worst of all they learn that even though according to Silas’ housekeeper he’s been in love with Charlie since they were kids, something has pushed them apart. In the race against an unseen enemy they only have each other and the clues they unravel to solve the mystery behind their lost memory.

Also the question I kept asking myself was, what kind of story is this? Paranormal, Romance, fiction? Hum…that’s yet another mystery. There aren’t any supernatural aspects to the story except for the theories that both Silas and Charlie come up with to explain the strange loss of their memory. Still is hard to not come to those conclusions, especially once you reach the end, you’ll see why….

I loved these two characters. There is so much to discover, as they learn more about the people they used to be and come to the shocking realization that those people weren’t very commendable and have done some very shady things. Still as they are both going through the same thing, trusting each other is the logical thing to do. Silas captured my heart right away, he seemed like a naturally sweet, kind-hearted guy. Charlie on the other hand is a bit more guarded and at times selfish but still likable, great character development.

“Took what as a challenge? You think you can make me like you again?” I look over at her and give my head the slightest shake. “No. I’m gonna make you fall in love with me again.”

The subtle underlying love story was very endearing and touching, kept me feeling something like nostalgia as it slowly unfolds, because it honestly seemed that these two really shared something special. That kind of childhood friendship that eventually turns into love. I’m a sucker for that.

I seriously couldn’t bring myself to put this book down for a minute,  it kept me engaged and thoroughly fascinated. The story even though short, had it all: romance, suspense, humor and more mystery than a game of clue. It was a fun, fast paced read, that everyone should read-reminded me a bit of Don’t Look Back by Jennifer Armentrout, another amazing story.

“We are so in love, Charlie. You feeling it yet? Do I make your heart go pitter patter.”

I loved how refreshing an unpredictable the story was, it kept me guessing and racking my brain until that ending took me by surprise hitting me like a damn freight train.. I was so hoping it wouldn’t be a cliffhanger or at least not one of those that scrambles your brain, leaving you devastated and throwing your nook against the bed. Oh but it was…it so was. I will have a book hangover for weeks or until the sequel comes out in May. Great job Hoover and Fisher. I’m in awe and impatiently waiting for more.

Big question, what does Never Never mean….? So freaking intriguing.

 

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BEST KIND OF BROKEN Launch Day Blitz with Author Q&A, EXCERPT and signed GIVEAWAY!

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I’m super excited to bring you the paperback Launch Day Blitz for Best Kind of Broken by the lovely Chelsea Fine. This story was a top fave read for me last year and a definite must read. You will fall in love with Pixie and Levi.

Don’t forget to enter the GIVEAWAY link at the bottom of the post for a chance to win one of five signed copies, also go to my review link for another GIVEAWAY

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**My Review**

Best Kind of Broken synopsis:

BEST KIND OF BROKEN by Chelsea Fine (January 13, 2015; Forever Trade Paperback; $12.00)
SOMETIMES MOVING ON MEANS MOVING IN
Pixie Marshall wishes every day she could turn back time and fix the past. But she can’t. And the damage is done. She’s hoping that a summer of free room and board working with her aunt at the Willow Inn will help her forget. Except there’s a problem: the resident handyman is none other than Levi Andrews. The handsome quarterback was once her friend-and maybe more-until everything changed in a life-shattering instant. She was hoping to avoid him, possibly forever. Now he’s right down the hall and stirring up feelings Pixie thought she’d long buried . . .

Levi can’t believe he’s living with the one person who holds all his painful memories. More than anything he wants to make things right, but a simple “sorry” won’t suffice-not when the tragedy that scarred them was his fault. Levi knows Pixie’s better off without him, but every part of him screams to touch her, protect her, wrap her in his arms, and kiss away the pain. Yet even though she’s so close, Pixie’s heart seems more unreachable than ever. Seeing those stunning green eyes again has made one thing perfectly clear-he can’t live without her.

Excerpt:
It’s late, and most of the inn guests are already asleep.

I wait until I hear the TV click on in Levi’s room before I start plugging everything I own into the wall.

We argued today. We avoided each other. And aside from the weird look we exchanged in the hallway this morning and our little spat in front of Zack, everything is back to normal.

Which means I owe Levi for the cold shower I had to take.

I turn everything on and the lights go out. I hear the TV die in the next room and crawl onto my bed with a smile.

“Pixie!” Levi’s irritated voice rings through the walls and I’m feeling happier than a mature person should.

I hear stomping, and then he opens my bedroom door. Just opens it. Like he has the right to just waltz into my room. I could be naked in here; he doesn’t know.

“You’re going out to the fuse box this time.” He steps inside, and now he’s standing just a few feet away, pointing his finger at me.

I’m on the bed, trying to look casual, like lying in the dark playing games on my phone is perfectly normal. The only light in the room is coming from the glow of my phone and the half-moon outside, so we both look blue and soft. And in the blue softness, I see he’s shirtless.

I see Levi without a shirt on almost every morning, but I’ve never seen him half-naked in the dark, and something about it makes my body feel electric.

“Not going to happen,” I say.

He steps closer. “Well, I sure as hell am not marching outside to turn the power back on.”

I shrug. “Fine with me. I don’t need electricity tonight. I can watch TV on my fully charged phone.” I wiggle said phone at him.

He sighs. “You don’t understand. I was looking up the contact information for an alarm company I found so I can call and schedule the installation tomorrow. I need the Internet, Pix.”

“Then use your phone.”

“My phone is dead.”

The boy never charges anything. He almost makes the whole fuse-blowing thing too easy.

“Well, that’s too bad. I guess you’re going to have to turn the electricity back on after all.” I pretend to be very interested in my game.

“Let me use your phone. Just for a minute.”

“No.”

“Come on. It’s for Ellen.” He implores me with a pouty face I’ve seen him use on his mom a dozen times.

I scoff. “Please.”

“Dammit, Pixie.” The pout is gone.

“Maybe tomorrow you’ll remember to charge your own phone. Or hey, better yet, maybe you’ll let me have a hot shower.” I make a big production of pressing random buttons on my phone.

He slumps his shoulders like he’s accepting defeat, then whips out his arm

and tries to swipe the phone from my hands. Sneaky bastard.

I pull my phone back and kick at him with my foot, but he grabs my ankle—because I’m not exactly a ninja with my kicking skills—and then we both freeze.

Because now I’m leaning back on the bed with my legs spread apart, and he’s got one hand on my ankle and the other on the bed next to my hip where he was reaching for my phone, and his body is in between my legs, which are completely bare except for the tiny gym shorts I have on, and my right arm is raised over my head with my cell phone still out of his reach, but my back is arched and my shirt has come up so my stomach is completely exposed and I’m hot all over.

Hot. Heat. Everywhere.

I mean, really. We look like we’re in the middle of having sex, but with clothes on. My body knows this. His body knows this. And our bodies are really, really happy about this.

He’s looking at me with nothing in his eyes except want. And I like it. No, I love it.

This must show on my face because his hand—still wrapped around my ankle—moves up my leg an inch, and he watches my reaction.

I try not to react because, hell, he can’t win. He can’t just be asshole Levi all day long and then climb into my bed at night and touch me wherever he pleases.

Ugh. Yes he can.

I part my lips and he slowly, slowly slides his warm hand up my calf and, holy hell, I could orgasm right here. I might, actually.

My calf.

My calf.

He’s touching my calf and I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life.

His hand shifts again, and the only thought in my head is, Go higher, go higher.

Please, dear God, go higher.

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 **Author Q&A**

We’d like to welcome Chelsea fine to the Breakfast Blog. First congrats on the paperback release of Best Kind of Broken and second, are you sure you’re not a model? Look at this picture, you are so beautiful! I think you should serve as a cover model for your next novel 😉

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Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona, where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She’s ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

1. I adore Pixie’s quirky personality, was her character inspired by someone in real life?

Haha. She’s kind of modeled after my friend, Samantha. Sam is smart and silly, and sometimes rambles when she’s excited or nervous. And she’s so funny! Samantha totally cracks me up. She was a perfect inspiration for Pixie.

2. Most of the characters in Best Kind of Broken are awesome, one of which is Zack Arden. Will you be writing a story about him in the future?

I certainly hope so! I loved writing Zack’s character. He was so easy to slip into. He’s silly, fun, and charming. I feel like I’m friends with him in real life, you know? Haha. I’d love to write a story about him falling in love with Amber (who’s a minor character in book two, Perfect Kind Of Trouble). I think they’d make a fun couple. I just need to get some serious typing done this year so I can whip up their story. Fingers crossed! 😉

3. “So yeah. I’m broken. I have sexual ADD or something.” Where do you come up with all the humorous banter, does it come naturally to you? I absolutely loved it, I kept giggling like an infatuated teenager, several times laughing out loud, which made the people around me give me -you’re a weirdo-looks.

Um…is it weird if I say YES? Haha. Apparently, awkward and bizarre humor is a natural instinct of mine. Who knew? Oh, wait. I DID. Why? Because most of the crazy things Pixie says in the book are things I’ve actually said, out loud, in real life. Which makes ME the weird-o. Not you. Haha. I’m so nerdy in person. I’m like this hyper, chatty, squirrel with a short attention span. I say crazy things and then I make my characters say them later on. Really, my books are more like embellished chronicles of my daily life. #truestory

4. What was your favorite scene to write in Best Kind of Broken?

My favorite dramatic scene to write was the one where Pixie and Levi are lying in the lavender field at night, staring at the stars because they’re remembering something sad. BUT…my favorite light-hearted scene to write (since we’ve already established that I’m nerdy with my humor) was the one where Pixie is making out with Matt but keeps getting distracted. Here’s an excerpt:

Before I know it, our shirts are gone and his hand moves down my rib cage as he settles on top of me, trailing kisses along my neck. I stare down his broad back and frown. I should probably do something here, like sink my nails into his shoulder blades or grab his butt or something.

Meh.

I slowly flatten my palms against his back in a symmetrical way and try to relax my arms. Why is he always so warm? And why the frack is he still sucking on my neck?

He just ate popcorn and now he’s tonguing my throat and leaving a trail of buttery germs in his wake. And I swear to God his scruffy jaw is going to rub my skin raw.

The butter germs start to spread lower as my eyes wander back to his desk. There’s not even a pen out of place. Left-brained artists are so weird. Should I have my eyes closed? Why is he breathing so hard?

Focus, Pixie. Focus.

Is that a piece of gum on his ceiling?

My eyes flutter a bit as his hand glides over my thigh and up between my legs. My skirt has ridden up so I’m pretty much just lying here in my panties, holding on to his overly warm back as his jeans press against the inside of my legs.

He brings his popcorn tongue up to my mouth and kisses me deeply. I force my eyes shut and try to concentrate on kissing him back as the scruff on his jaw scratches against my face like a bristle brush. I just know my face is going to be all red after this. Maybe I’ll buy him a new razor. But not an electric one. Those aren’t always reliable.

Who invented electric razors? What guy was shaving his face one day and thought, You know what this flat knife against my throat needs? A battery. Perhaps I should invent a razor with a cord—

He yanks back from me and sits up on his knees with a frustrated exhale.

“What?” I sit up and cover my boobs. “What’s wrong?”

I notice his hair looks perfectly styled, not a single blond strand out of place. Aren’t people supposed to have messed-up hair after sex—or almost sex? That’s probably my fault. Shoot. I need to remember to mess up his hair.

He runs a hand over his mouth. “Maybe I should ask you.”

“Uh…” I glance at his spotless desk again.

“You’re not into this.”

“Yes I am,” I say quickly. Too quickly. “Sex. Let’s do this.” I roll my hips in an embarrassingly unflattering way and clap my hands together like I’m breaking up a

football huddle. Go team, go!

Haha. I loved writing that scene because I’ve thought those very same things while making out. I’d be kissing a guy, but couldn’t seem to keep my thoughts from wandering to the most ridiculous things. But that’s me. The ADD squirrel.

5. The day Pixie and Levi kissed in the shed, what would have happened if the accident hadn’t occurred, what was Levi’s next move?

Oooh, this is a fun question! I think Levi would have tentatively tried to move things forward with Pixie, but I don’t think they would have immediately jumped into a serious relationship. I think they would have explored their new attraction to each other for a few dates before realizing that, you know, they were crazy in love with one another.

Well now I just want to be best friends with you Chelsea . Thank you for answering our questions and for creating such an unforgettable story.

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Woo Me Wednesday

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It’s that time of the week my lovelies. The time where I share with you the book hottie who took my breath away and kept me up at night. He got under my skin and added himself to my list of Book Boyfriends…

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Let me introduce you to this week’s dream hunk. The the arrogant, fearsome, enigmatic, Prince of Darkness himself.

Vladislav Basarab Dracul

There are a lot of Draculas out there but only one Vlad

from the brilliant mind of Jeaniene Frost and the Night Prince Series

“I’m the only authentic Vlad. Everyone else is merely an envious imitation.”

Vlad Tepesh inspired the greatest  vampire legend of all—but whatever you do, don’t call him Dracula. Vlad’s ability to control fire makes him one of the most  feared vampires in existence, but his enemies have found a new weapon against  him – a beautiful mortal with powers to  match his own. When Vlad and Leila meet, however, passion ignites between them,  threatening to consume them both. It will take everything that they are to stop  an enemy intent on bringing them down in flames.

Once Burned #1 by Jeaniene Frost 

My Review

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If I didn’t want you so much,” he said in a deadly purr, “I’d let you keep fucking me with your gaze, but you make me impatient.”

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“That one tickled. If electrocution is your way of flirting, I commend you on your originality.”

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“My body is the only thing that’s truly mine, so I don’t give it away as though it’s worthless.”

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“He tasted like sin made into wine: dark, heady, and impossible to resist.”

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Twice Tempted #2 by Jeaniene Frost 

My Review

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“Fourteen hundred and thirty one.” I blinked. “What’s that?”.“The year I was born, which is not, as you’ll note yesterday.”

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“You’ve never had angry sex. I’m about to show you what you’ve been missing.”

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“If you introduce yourself to anyone as Mrs. Dracula, I’ll bite you in a manner you won’t enjoy.”

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“You should be afraid. Very afraid. Before, I told you if you wanted to end things between us, I would let you go, but, Leila”–his voice deepened–“I lied.”

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Did he impress you yet? Well he certainly impressed me. I devoured these two books in hours and I’m counting down the days until Bound By Flames comes out. Here is a little tease and don’t forget to pre-order your copy.

Bound By Flames #3 by Jeaniene Frost

Releasing Jan 27, 2015

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I was completely captivated by this series and by Vlad, he made the top of my favorite vampires list even ahead of- and my heart hurts even as I write this-Edward Cullen. I’m closing out the year with the Night Prince as one of my favorite series of the year by far. This is a must read so I’m going to share my love of Vlad with a Giveaway of the first two books in the series (digital)

Once Burned and Twice Tempted

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