Balance Check by M.E Carter – Release Day and my review

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Title: Balance Check

A #MyNewLife Novel

Author: M.E. Carter
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: August 18, 2017
Blurb
Life has a funny way of throwing you off
balance.
Take me for example. I spent years in a bad
marriage with a self-serving ass, only to have the love of my life show up when
I least expected him. Greg helped me on my journey of self discovery and taught
me that, no, I’m not perfect. But I’m perfectly me.  It was an amazing journey.
We laughed hard. We loved even harder.
And then he was suddenly and cruelly ripped
away from me by the unclenching jaws of fate.
Ok, so it wasn’t that dramatic. And I
really need to stop watching the Investigation Channel.
But now Greg is back and as it turns out,
re-incorporating someone into your life isn’t that easy. Between jobs, kids, and
barely-there friendships, life and love can be messy. Making it all work is a
balancing act. 
But we’re determined to get it in check.
My review
I usually steer clear of books that are meant to be funny, anyone that reads my reviews regularly knows this. Anyone who knows me definitely knows this. While I like to think that I am very funny I don’t usually appreciate comedy. Dry wit – yes, sarcasm – definitely. Normal every day stand up comedy, panel shows and heaven forbid comedy shows – Christ on a bike keep me away. A regular comeback from my family is “ah shut up you don’t even like Father Ted”, granted you probably don’t even know what Father Ted is but suffice to say – I don’t do funny.
That being said I have read a few humorous books. Some I have laughed at and others I have read and in my head i’m saying to myself – I know I am meant to laugh at this … I read most things in a serious voice – I can’t help it.
I have read all of M.E Carters books to date (except one – shuush please don’t tell her – I will get on it, pinkie promise) but when the opportunity to review this came up i actually didn’t jump at it like I would have done had it been part of the Texas Mutiny series. I kept coming back to it thought and finally the fact that it was M.E Carter got the better of me and I signed up. So not only did I have to read Balance Check, I also had to read Getting a Grip because you know they go together (great now I have that song from the end of Grease in my head), two funny books when I wasn’t sure that I would be able to handle one.
So there I sat with a cup of coffee and started Getting a Grip.  I precariously flipped the pages and dare I say a smiled a couple of time. Not only did I smile but those smiles eventually turned into chuckles and dare I say even giggles. After quickly speeding through Getting a Grip in less than a day I snuggled up on my sofa to read Balance check. I wasn’t quite over the tears that I had shed at the end of GaG I couldn’t wait to see how this was going to unravel.
Unravel it did. I unravelled with laughter cos lets face it M.E Carter is a natural when it comes to the funny. That shouldn’t surprise me because if you follow her on her Facebook page or the Nerd Herd then you should know that she can be quite the calamity sometimes lol
Maybe that’s why I liked this book so much. It was all very natural, it tackled all the important issues and I loved how it shone light on the pressure we can feel about being the perfect parents, how others can judge it and more importantly that we should just say ‘F’ you and do the best that we can do.
Like I said it tackled all the important stuff, I truely loved how it championed the single dad – especially that single dad. It made me shed a tear but very unusually it made me laugh out loud. It’s so rare my husband kept giving me the side eye and asked me did I want to go upstairs and read – he was trying to watch TV.
I can’t recommend this book highly enough. Especially if you don’t usually ‘do the funny’. If you do love a funny book then I advise you to wear a panty liner cos you might just wet yourself laughing!
P.S Check out those kids names, I was wondering if there was a clue in there…..
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Author Bio
Mother, reader, storytellerME Carter never set out
to write books. But when a friend practically forced a copy of Twilight into
her hands, the love of the written word she had lost as a child was rekindled.
With a story always rolling around in her head, it should come as no surprise that she finally started putting them on paper. She lives in Texas with
her four children, Mary, Elizabeth, Carter and Bug, who sadly was born long
after her pen name was created, and will probably need extensive therapy
because of it.
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Wicked Wish by Sawyer Bennett

WICKED WISH
The Wicked Horse Vegas – Book 2
By Sawyer Bennet
Release Day August 11

Jorinda Pearce thought she did everything right – graduated from college, married her long-time sweetheart, established a career. But what does she have to show for it now? A degree she doesn’t use, a job she hates, and an ex-husband that broke her heart.

Looking for a long overdue adventure, Jorie takes a walk on the wild side and attends a masquerade event at The Wicked Horse Vegas. It’s exactly the escape she’s looking for, and even better, she can explore anonymously. Drawn to the man masked in black leather with the body of a god, Jorie finds the greatest pleasures of her life at the hands of a stranger.

Walsh Brooks is the most sought after man in The Wicked Horse. Sex is nothing but a game to him and he’s the type that will always leave at the end of the night without looking back. Unfortunately for Walsh, there’s no way he can walk away from the mysterious green-eyed beauty behind the mask of sapphire feathers, because he knows exactly who she is.

Jorie is his best friend’s little sister and there’s not another woman in the world that’s more off limits.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on multiple occasions.
A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.
Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two.
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EXCERPT:
“Want another drink?” I ask Micah as he lounges on my couch and takes the final swallow of his scotch. He flew in about an hour ago, and we’re waiting for Jorie to arrive to go out to dinner tonight. My nerves are on edge. I definitely want another drink.
“Nah, man,” Micah says as he pushes up from the couch and moves to take his glass back into the kitchen that opens straight from the living room. “Tonight’s not about getting drunk. It’s about hanging out with my two favorite people in the world.”
I smile at him and nod, my stomach clenched.
“But just so you know,” he says with a laugh. “Jorie’s my first favorite, you’re my second.”
“As it should be,” I reply, and hope that sounds casual enough.
Micah rinses his glass out and sets it on the counter. As he walks back into the living room, he says, “And besides… I figure tomorrow night, you and I are going to hit the town, right?”
“You know it,” I say as I push up from the chair, head straight to the wet bar, and replenish my vodka. There is not enough alcohol in the world to get me through this weekend. I take a healthy slug as soon as I cap the bottle.
“Dying to go to The Wicked Horse,” Micah says with excitement in his voice. “Want to meet Jerico, too. He and I have been emailing about testing out some more of my designs in his club. Plus, you and me, dude… we haven’t had a woman together in a long time. Your stories about the stocks… we’ve got to hit that, man.”
My shoulders tighten and my gut rolls with nausea. How in the fuck I am going to weasel out of this is beyond me, but I’ve got to figure something out. I don’t want another fucking woman other than Jorie.
“Walsh?” Micah says in question, and I turn to look at him. “We good with going there tomorrow night?”
“Damn straight we are,” I say with a smile. “A night of debauchery for the both of us.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Just then, the elevator doors give a slight hiss as they open, and Jorie is standing there. She looks fucking amazing, wearing a dress done in large black-and-white zebra stripes that’s loosely belted around her waist and comes down to her knees. She’s got on a pair of sexy-as-shit taupe heels to go with it and my mouth waters as I take in what they do to her legs. Hair in that sleek, angled bob that hangs halfway in between her jaw and shoulders, and that thick crop of bangs straight across her eyebrows make her green eyes brighter than ever.
I swallow hard and try to appear casual.
Her eyes go immediately to Micah, and she gives a squeal of excitement. He rushes to her, picks her up, and swings her around. The skirt of her dresses rises a bit in the back, and I look away guiltily.
“God, I missed you, squirt,” Micah says with a choked voice. My guilt intensifies over the naked display of love and affection he has for his sister.
Jorie’s voice quavers with equal love. “I missed you, too.”
She hugs him hard and looks over his shoulder at me. Her eyes are wary and nervous.
When Micah releases her, I step up and casually say, “Got a hug for me?”
It’s a shameless move to touch her, but not something that would raise Micah’s eyebrows. I’ve hugged Jorie a million times over our lives together growing up.
“It’s good to see you again,” she says to me as she walks into a very brotherly hug. I make the mistake of inhaling her scent, and I’m hit with a jolt of lust for her.
After we quickly release each other, she steps back and surveys my apartment as if it’s her first time. She told Micah we met for breakfast one day, but he sure as shit doesn’t know I’ve fucked her on almost every piece of furniture in this apartment. He’ll never know she went to her knees right where we’re standing in front of the elevator and swallowed every drop of cum I gave her.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I have an overwhelming urge to fake a stomachache, a migraine, a goddamn stroke for all I care at this moment, and beg off from this entire weekend.
Instead, I put a smile on my face and tell them, “Come on. We’ve got prime seats in Moulineaux tonight. I’ve not eaten there yet, but heard it’s amazing.”
Jorie smiles back at me before turning to hook her arm through Micah’s. She leans over and puts her head on his arm as she’s too short to reach his shoulder. They both stroll into the elevator.
This night can’t get over with fast enough for me.

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Jorinda Pearce thought she did everything right – graduated from college, married her long-time sweetheart, established a career. But what does she have to show for it now? A degree she doesn’t use, a job she hates, and an ex-husband that broke her heart.

Looking for a long overdue adventure, Jorie takes a walk on the wild side and attends a masquerade event at The Wicked Horse Vegas. It’s exactly the escape she’s looking for, and even better, she can explore anonymously. Drawn to the man masked in black leather with the body of a god, Jorie finds the greatest pleasures of her life at the hands of a stranger.

Walsh Brooks is the most sought after man in The Wicked Horse. Sex is nothing but a game to him and he’s the type that will always leave at the end of the night without looking back. Unfortunately for Walsh, there’s no way he can walk away from the mysterious green-eyed beauty behind the mask of sapphire feathers, because he knows exactly who she is.

Jorie is his best friend’s little sister and there’s not another woman in the world that’s more off limits.

 

 

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“Want another drink?” I ask Micah as he lounges on my couch and takes the final swallow of his scotch. He flew in about an hour ago, and we’re waiting for Jorie to arrive to go out to dinner tonight. My nerves are on edge. I definitely want another drink.

“Nah, man,” Micah says as he pushes up from the couch and moves to take his glass back into the kitchen that opens straight from the living room. “Tonight’s not about getting drunk. It’s about hanging out with my two favorite people in the world.”

I smile at him and nod, my stomach clenched.

“But just so you know,” he says with a laugh. “Jorie’s my first favorite, you’re my second.”

“As it should be,” I reply, and hope that sounds casual enough.

Micah rinses his glass out and sets it on the counter. As he walks back into the living room, he says, “And besides… I figure tomorrow night, you and I are going to hit the town, right?”

“You know it,” I say as I push up from the chair, head straight to the wet bar, and replenish my vodka. There is not enough alcohol in the world to get me through this weekend. I take a healthy slug as soon as I cap the bottle.

“Dying to go to The Wicked Horse,” Micah says with excitement in his voice. “Want to meet Jerico, too. He and I have been emailing about testing out some more of my designs in his club. Plus, you and me, dude… we haven’t had a woman together in a long time. Your stories about the stocks… we’ve got to hit that, man.”

My shoulders tighten and my gut rolls with nausea. How in the fuck I am going to weasel out of this is beyond me, but I’ve got to figure something out. I don’t want another fucking woman other than Jorie.

“Walsh?” Micah says in question, and I turn to look at him. “We good with going there tomorrow night?”

“Damn straight we are,” I say with a smile. “A night of debauchery for the both of us.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Just then, the elevator doors give a slight hiss as they open, and Jorie is standing there. She looks fucking amazing, wearing a dress done in large black-and-white zebra stripes that’s loosely belted around her waist and comes down to her knees. She’s got on a pair of sexy-as-shit taupe heels to go with it and my mouth waters as I take in what they do to her legs. Hair in that sleek, angled bob that hangs halfway in between her jaw and shoulders, and that thick crop of bangs straight across her eyebrows make her green eyes brighter than ever.

I swallow hard and try to appear casual.

Her eyes go immediately to Micah, and she gives a squeal of excitement. He rushes to her, picks her up, and swings her around. The skirt of her dresses rises a bit in the back, and I look away guiltily.

“God, I missed you, squirt,” Micah says with a choked voice. My guilt intensifies over the naked display of love and affection he has for his sister.

Jorie’s voice quavers with equal love. “I missed you, too.”

She hugs him hard and looks over his shoulder at me. Her eyes are wary and nervous.

When Micah releases her, I step up and casually say, “Got a hug for me?”

It’s a shameless move to touch her, but not something that would raise Micah’s eyebrows. I’ve hugged Jorie a million times over our lives together growing up.

“It’s good to see you again,” she says to me as she walks into a very brotherly hug. I make the mistake of inhaling her scent, and I’m hit with a jolt of lust for her.

After we quickly release each other, she steps back and surveys my apartment as if it’s her first time. She told Micah we met for breakfast one day, but he sure as shit doesn’t know I’ve fucked her on almost every piece of furniture in this apartment. He’ll never know she went to her knees right where we’re standing in front of the elevator and swallowed every drop of cum I gave her.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I have an overwhelming urge to fake a stomachache, a migraine, a goddamn stroke for all I care at this moment, and beg off from this entire weekend.

Instead, I put a smile on my face and tell them, “Come on. We’ve got prime seats in Moulineaux tonight. I’ve not eaten there yet, but heard it’s amazing.”

Jorie smiles back at me before turning to hook her arm through Micah’s. She leans over and puts her head on his arm as she’s too short to reach his shoulder. They both stroll into the elevator.

This night can’t get over with fast enough for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on multiple occasions.

A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.

Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two.

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Reminding Avery by Kaylee Ryan

 

Title: Reminding Avery
Author: Kaylee Ryan
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: August 8, 2017
Blurb
Most of the guys in my town had me marked as off limits. My
dating history was slim to none, until Dylan. He didn’t let labels deter him
from sweeping me off my feet.
The day Avery Stanton took a chance on me is that day my
life changed. Nothing else mattered but her. All I ever wanted was for her to
be happy. I just wanted to love her, no matter how much distance was between
us.
Dylan Knight wrecked me. He made me fall in love with him
and then took it all away. Now I’m back, and I can’t deal. How do I pretend
that he no longer owns my heart when all my heart does is scream his name?
Avery’s back and I know I have a fight on my hands. I
remember every minute, every touch, every kiss, and every breath of our time
together. Now I need to remind her.
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My Thoughts

We all have those authors. The ones that we come across almost accidentally and then they suck us in and empty our paltry bank accounts because we just have to read every single thing they have ever written (unless it’s paranormal – I just don’t go there, I like the little bit of sleep that I rarely get). For me, Kaylee Ryan is one of those authors. I was introduced to her earlier this year when I was on a single father kick. Who am I kidding, I’m still on it but that’s another story. So when I got the opportunity to read Reminding Avery a few weeks early I was never going to pass it up. Would you? Didn’t think so.

So as usual I ignored the blurb, ignored the teasers and I just dived right in. Blind. I swear to God books are best read that way. You get to experience everything not sit there thinking you know what is going to happen or waiting on a certain something to happen. More about that in another post. Anyway if I could quit my rambling and get to the point, I hear you say. We all expect certain things from certain authors, so when I started this I was all about the single dad. Then I realised there was no single dad and I almost cried. I thought that this was going to put a dampener on the book. There was no way I was going to enjoy it as much as the other books. Was I right? HELL NO I wasn’t. Was I disappointed? HELL NO I wasn’t. Reminding Avery was just EVERYTHING. It was love in its truest form. It was sweet and loving and romantic. Until it wasn’t. Then it was loving and sacrificial – almost tragic. It made my insides hurt. I could feel the hurt coming off the pages and swallowing me up.

Isn’t that what everyone wants? Someone that will love you enough that they will sacrifice themselves for you. That they leave themselves open to a lifetime of heartache to ensure that you live your dream. Lay themselves down so that you don’t have to? Ok so maybe I’ve gone off on a canter here but this book. Oh my God this book is a true love story. I think its one of the most beautiful I have ever written.

You know what else I really love about Kaylee Ryan? Her characters are real. They are relatable. They are you and me. Look we all love the millionaire who falls in love with the girl next door – we swallow them up, but sometimes we need to remember that the girl next door might want to fall in love with the boy next door too!

Author Bio
Kaylee Ryan is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling
author.  When she’s not spinning tales of happily ever after, she’s
reading or spending time with family.  Born and raised an Ohio girl,
Kaylee resides in Cincinnati with her husband and their son.
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