Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Maverick {Book Review}


Title: Maverick
Series: Hell's Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance

Book Description:

Stephanie Little firmly believes the world exists in two states: right and wrong, good and evil, unlawful and law-abiding. She chose her side the moment she joined the FBI and pledged to rid the world of as many criminals as possible.
Maverick is everything Stephanie isn’t: inked, pierced, flirty, masculine as sin, but most of all, an outlaw. When corruption in Stephanie’s crime-fighting world lands her in the clutches of a dangerous gangster, Maverick is there to keep her sane and battle for her protection. 

With Stephanie’s neat existence so turned around that she can no longer distinguish the good from the evil, she finds herself thrust into a world so gray she can’t see three feet in front of her face. To survive the confusion, she turns to the only person who keeps her grounded—the sexy outlaw who melts her heart and weakens her knees.

But law enforcement and criminals can never mix. Not in the way her body and heart are begging for. At some point, someone is going to learn her secret, and when that happens, her fierce protector could become her greatest enemy.

My Review:

So Maverick is the second book in the Hell's Handlers. And I would say that the first seven chapter's of this book are at the same time as Zach and Toni's book. If you don't know who Zach and Toni are, well their book is the first book in this series. So I would suggest if you haven't read that book yet that you may want to go back and read that book, so you can get a feel of what's going on at the beginning of this book. Otherwise this book could be read as a stand alone. 

Ahhhh Maverick.... We first meet Maverick back in the first book where he was bit flirtatious with Toni, but that was just to get Zach's motor running. And than he had to go and get himself......Well I'm not giving that part up, you'll just have to go and read the first book if you haven't yet and find out what I'm talking about. But anyway's the little bit that we did get to see of Maverick in the first book I did really like.... But what I really liked was getting to know the real Maverick in this book. And I liked him even more in this book. Maverick didn't have the best upbrining and he's got a bit of a dark edge. But underneath all of that he's got a softer, kind, caring, protective, and loyal side to him. 

Ahhhhh Stephanie..... She's a girl or a woman who grew up with a cop father. Believing everything was easily right or wrong, that everything was black or white. That there really couldn't be an inbetween. She's a woman who her herself works for the FBI and finds herself suddenly in trouble when she goes to check on her partner and getting in a bad situation. I liked Stephanie, I thought she was a likable character. 

Overall I thought that this book was enjoyable and was a nice addition to the Hell's Handlers series. I did kind of find myself skimming through the first half of it. But other than that I did reallly enjoy it. 

I'm giving this book 4 Stars out of 5!!!!





Disclaimer: I received an ARC of this book from Enticing Journey Book Promotions for my honest review. The opinions in this post are 100% of Busy Bumble Bee Book Reviews and may differ from others. 

Release Tour: Maverick {Hell's Handlers MC}


Title: Maverick
Series: Hell's Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: August 14, 2018


Stephanie Little firmly believes the world exists in two states: right and wrong, good and evil, unlawful and law-abiding. She chose her side the moment she joined the FBI and pledged to rid the world of as many criminals as possible.
Maverick is everything Stephanie isn’t: inked, pierced, flirty, masculine as sin, but most of all, an outlaw. When corruption in Stephanie’s crime-fighting world lands her in the clutches of a dangerous gangster, Maverick is there to keep her sane and battle for her protection. 

With Stephanie’s neat existence so turned around that she can no longer distinguish the good from the evil, she finds herself thrust into a world so gray she can’t see three feet in front of her face. To survive the confusion, she turns to the only person who keeps her grounded—the sexy outlaw who melts her heart and weakens her knees.

But law enforcement and criminals can never mix. Not in the way her body and heart are begging for. At some point, someone is going to learn her secret, and when that happens, her fierce protector could become her greatest enemy.







The world existed in two states: right and wrong. At least that’s how Stephanie Little had always seen it. A clear, divisive line separating saints and sinners kept life manageable. Good and evil. Truth and lies. Rule followers and rule breakers. Criminals and law-abiding citizens. All the murky gray areas and half-truths were just excuses and loopholes for people who weren’t willing to make the right choices. After careful consideration, Stephanie always made the right choice or at least she tried to. And if she didn’t, she owned it and faced the consequences of her actions. The split between right and wrong was what drew her to law enforcement straight out of high-school. Well, that and the fact that she grew up with the police chief for a father. Born and raised in Pittsburg, she’d hardcore hero worshiped her father through her childhood. He’d received countless commendations for his life-saving work reducing the murder and crime rates in their city. Stephanie had wanted that. Craved the opportunity to leave that kind of mark on the world. Rid the planet of some darkness and inject good back for those who deserved it. Those who followed the rules and lived in the light. So, at twenty-one, with a shiny new criminal justice degree, she’d joined the police academy. Dreams of confiscating drugs, saving kidnapped children, and locking up murders powered her to the top of her class. On the eve of graduation, her father showed up at the apartment she shared with another female cadet. In a matter of twenty minutes, he’d shattered Stephanie’s perfectly compartmentalized world. “Steppy,” he’d said in the way her younger brother used to say her name. Jake had trouble with the F sound until he was four, but by then the name stuck and she’d been Steppy to her family from then on. “I know you’re excited to graduate and eager to dive into your first position with the PPD, but I need to tell you something important.” She’d frowned and leaned her head on her father’s broad shoulder. “What’s that, Dad?” “The world doesn’t always work the way you think it does, Step. You see black and you see white. Well, honey, in the real world, those colors don’t even exist. It’s all a grayscale. You need to know that, really know it, in order to survive the life you chose for yourself. There may be things you’re called on to do that don’t fit neatly into the boxes you’ve created.” That conversation was the beginning of the end of her relationship with her father. She’d smiled, nodded, and told him what he wanted to hear, but rolled her eyes the moment he left. He was older, nearing retirement, out of touch with the way the world worked. Such youthful arrogance and ignorance. But Stephanie managed to hold on to her ideals through her first year on the force. Even when her father lost his position in a shameful bribery scandal that earned him fifteen years in prison, she hadn’t budged. He’d done the crime, he deserved the time. Then, somehow, she made it through two years working for the FBI before her perfectly divided world was smashed to bits. And it wasn’t smashed with a sledgehammer either. No, a damn wrecking ball in the form on an undercover assignment crashed through the glass house she lived in, launching millions of sharp shards at her delicate skin. And it hurt. God, did it hurt. “One more chance, bitch. What the fuck are you doin’ here?” some dead-eyed brute asked her about five seconds after his fist connected with her face. For the second time. The second punch disoriented her for a second. Long enough to lose her sense of upright and meet the ground. On all fours, with palms and knees throbbing from the bits of gravel and dirt embedded in the skin, Stephanie spit out blood that had pooled in her mouth from the split lip. “Hiking,” she said, the sound a bit muffled from her swollen lip. “Got lost.” And…damn…who knew talking with a split lip would hurt so damn much. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she’d rather die than let one of those suckers slip free. She wasn’t the toughest of chicks out there…physically at least. A few arrests during her time as a beat cop had resulted in physical altercations with bumps and bruising. She’d always put on a tough mask in front of her fellow cops but bawled like a baby in the privacy of her own home. Dead-eyes threw back his head and laughed before looking at his buddy, a guy so overweight, Stephanie was pretty sure she could outrun him even if they broke both her legs. “You believe this bitch, Top?” he asked the larger man. Top grunted and shook his head, his many chins wobbling like Jello. “Fuck no. No reason for a bitch to be hiking out here, Shark. Ain’t even any fuckin’ trails.” Like he would know? Stephanie bit back the smart-assed remark on the tip of her tongue. Silence was her best bet. Plus, this little gangbanger pow-wow gave her a second to reorient and breath through the pain. “What about you, King? You believe her?” The man called Shark asked the man on his right and Stephanie held her breath. This was it. Her way out. Sure, there’d be hell to pay later for the rookie-level mistake of getting busted snooping in the woods outside their compound, but she’d take an ass chewing form her boos over being beat to shit or worse by pissed off gang members. All her partner, Eric, or King to these pieces of shit had to say was that he believed her. Saw her tromping around like an idiot. Spotted her looking lost and stupid in the woods. He could volunteer to drop her somewhere and scare the piss out of her so she wouldn’t talk. Shark and the Top dude were scary as fuck and she wanted gone in the worst way. “No I don’t fuckin’ believe this, bitch,” King said, lifting his military grade rifle and stomping forward until the weapon was pressed dead center against her forehead. “I say we just waste her now. Bury her and get back to those bitches we left naked and needy.” What. The. Fuck. Stephanie had never worked so hard in her life as she did to keep the shock off her face and the vile words in her mouth. Calm down. King wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be. Her partner was a veteran FBI agent for crying out loud. There had to be a plan to get her out bouncing around in his head. That knowledge helped her relax despite the fact one twitch of King’s finger would splatter her brains all over the Tennessee woods. “Nah,” Shark said. “Where’s the fun in that? Let’s take her with us. A few hours hanging with the boys and she’ll be ready to talk.” Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She stared hard into King’s eyes trying to send him a mental message. This was as bad for him as it was for her. They’d torture her for information and she’d crack. Everyone cracked. Especially if they had zilch training in enduring torture. “Who gives a fuck why she’s here? Let me kill her and be fuckin done with it.” Stephanie was in serious danger of puking all over the forest floor. As she stared at her partner of two years, the partner who taught her everything she knew about working for the FBI, the partner who teased her endlessly for her opinions on the black and white nature of the world, his lips quirked. And she knew. There were no fucking shades of gray. She’d been right all along. Only black. Only white. And King had officially been swallowed by the darkness. He’d always told her working undercover would change her view of the world. That undercover agents often had to live the life of a criminal and learn to deal with living in the shadows for the sake of doing good. But this wasn’t a case of doing what he had to maintain cover. This was a monster who wore human skin for a time and managed to fool even the most skeptical. “What the fuck did I say, King?” Shark asked. “I want her at the compound. You can kill her eventually, but it’s been a shit week. The boys need some fun first.” Stephanie swallowed. Boys? Fun? There weren’t too many ways to interpret that. The gun fell away from her head and she sat back on her heels. Why? What was so appealing about this lifestyle that a decorated FBI agent would do a one-eighty and betray everything he once stood for. Money? Frustration with the system? Sticking it to the man? It seemed too dramatic to be making a point. The ultimate hissy fit. “Let’s roll,” Shark said, turning on his heel and strolling toward the building she could see through the trees in the distance. The fat one leered at her for a second more before waddling after his master like an overfed but well-trained dog. Somewhat alone with her partner, Stephanie rose to her feet. Whatever was about to happen, it would happen while she was on her knees in front of him. He’d have to look her full in the eye. For one second, she had the insane urge to call out to Shark. To yell as loud as she could and let the scumbag know his precious King was an undercover FBI agent. It wouldn’t matter if he pledged his loyalty to Shark forever. He’d be killed. That’s how it worked with gangs. Nothing less than he deserved at that moment. But she didn’t give into that urge. Because it would be wrong. And she always chose right. “Why?” she whispered when Shark was out of earshot. King grunted and shook his head. “So fucking naïve, Stephanie. You always have been. It’s all gray out here.” No. She refused to believe it. This situation was clearly not on any gray spectrum. King was evil. Plain and simple. “No, Eric, I’m not naïve. But you sure are a fucking traitor.” “You’ll never get it. And you’ll never survive this world. Wake the fuck up,” King said as he thrust his right arm forward and rammed the butt of his rifle into her head. His murderous expression was the last thing she saw before her vision blacked.






Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.




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Release Day Blitz: Bishop {An Arizona Vengeance Novel}





Bishop: An Arizona Vengeance Novel
Sawyer Bennett
Release Date: August 14, 2018

Synopsis:

Meet the Arizona Vengeance, hockey’s hottest new team. They’re burning up the ice—until a one-night-stand with the coach’s daughter freezes one player in his skates.

Bishop Scott, co-captain. Not too shabby, huh? It’s all part of my fresh start with the NHL’s latest expansion team, and that means new teammates, a new coach, a new city, and a big new contract. Basically, I cannot f***ing wait to show my old squad what they’re missing.

But first, I decide to check out the town before the grind begins. Turns out Arizona chicks are totally smokin’, and I’m fortunate enough to meet one who’s looking for the same thing I am: a night of anonymous, unforgettable, no-strings-attached sex.

Fast forward to the Vengeance arena. It’s the last place I expect to see her again—let alone in her own office. Then bells go off and I finally realize who this girl is: Brooke Perron. My new coach’s daughter. All of a sudden, we’re picking up right where we left off, which means our hands are all over each other. That’s when her dad—my boss—walks in. And before I can get a word out, Brooke’s introducing me as her fiancé.

Sure, she just saved my ass. So why do I get the feeling Brooke’s going to turn my world upside down? Maybe it’s because this fake relationship feels way too real. . . .

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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 multiple books, many of which have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists. 

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 daughter, as well as full-time servant to her 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 even better, both. 

Sawyer also writes general and women’s fiction under the pen name S. Bennett and sweet romance under the name Juliette Poe.

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Cover Reveal: Until We Break {Trust Duet Book 1}


Title: Until We Break
Series: Trust Duet Book 1
Author: Edyn Michaels
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 4, 2018



Mari was fast tracking to forever with her boyfriend of two years, until a former friend turned skank sent her some incriminating evidence that included her body bouncing on his dick. 

All trust was lost in the male species, and she decided it was time to use men as they had been using women for years. The plan served her well for a while, with a lot of free drinks and evenings that ended up with her face down on a couch with a nameless guy pounding her from behind.

Her BFF, Kaylie, staged an intervention for her whorish ways… but then in the course of a week she met two men who challenged her heart and her lady parts in ways they’d never been tempted before. Suddenly she felt like a game piece, and she had to choose what team she was playing on.

#TeamJamison

Tall, dark and tattooed, Jamison loves one thing in life and that’s his Harley. He makes no promises other than a good time. There will be no promises of forever, and to hell with monogamy. But, if she spends a single night with him, she’ll be feeling it for at least three days.

#TeamDane

With a smile that could light up the darkest night, and dazzling blue eyes, Dane friend-zones her from the start. He’s been through his share of meaningless relationships, but the former star quarterback wants a chance at falling in love with his best friend, rather than chase the next piece of fine ass.

With an epic battle of heart vs. heat; whose team will she be on?








Edyn Michaels lives in Massachusetts with her husband and eight pets. She believes in unicorns, thinks that calories don’t exist on her birthday, your birthday, his birthday, everyone’s birthday. Holidays either. Calories definitely don’t exist on holidays.
When she’s not writing, she works a handful of jobs, and is learning to play the bagpipes. Because, well, why not?
Her favorite type of books to read are the ones that require a large stock of batteries in the nightstand drawer, but at the same time, she likes complex characters that she can relate to. But mostly, batteries.
Side hobbies include photography and so much baking. And bitching about whatever diet she is on at the time.




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