ARC REVIEW MacLean's Passion by Sharon Cullen

The second book to Sharon Cullen's Highland Pride series is just as good as the first. Maggie really makes the book. I really liked this because one Maggie, two sexy scottish brooding loner.

When we last saw Colin he was leading the British away from his friends so they could escape, when we start the book Colin is in a cell waiting for the hangman's noose. Fortunately the unknown element in this Iain Campbell, no one really knows whose side he's on. When Eleanor and Brice ask for his help with Colin he agrees and arranges his escape. Colin would rather trust his adversary Campbell then face the end of the rope so when the opportunity arises he takes it but he's not alone he takes the young man who shared the cell with him.

Maggie was raised by her brothers, they raised her like one of them, she is strong and confident, stubborn and can hold her own against even the British. But when her brother starts making her feel bad about not being lady like and forcing her to marry a snobbish British sympathizer she runs off and fights alongside her fellow Scots at Culloden. Believed to be a young man she is rounded up and locked up with the others, she is smart enough to fade into the woodwork and avoid her captors. She eagerly joins Colin in his escape. When Colin finds out his cellmate is a woman he is honor bound to see her safely home. When he gets her home he isn't so eager to leave her to marry a man who doesn't deserve her or appreciate her as she is. He tries his damnedest but he can't keep his hands to himself or leave her.

Overall, this was quite the entertaining read.

ARC REVIEW Buried and Shadowed by Alexandra Ivy & Carrie Ann Ryan

A brilliant series by two fantastic storytellers. Buried and Shadowed continues the overall story of the Branded and Unseen shifters after the world epidemic forced to bring the shifters out of hiding and basically into reservation style internment camps. The SAU forcing the cats, the bears and the wolves to live together hoping that they will destroy each other. Instead they join forces to take down the SAU and reveal to the world the truth of the Verona Virus.

Buried is Carrie Ann Ryan's light menage, it's a menage but it doesn't go into graphic erotic detail between the three of them. (If you want that read Ink Enduring, damn!)  Here we have the Ursine Packs Foreseer Oliver, the submissive wolf Mandy and, Gibson the tattoo artist who is on the verge of something massive. Carrie Ann Ryan is brilliant when it comes to building tension, both sexual and conflict. Her narration and dialogue together create a sense of foreboding that ties you up into the story. She emotionally pulls you in so you find yourself holding your breathe or crying out when something happens you totally were not expecting.

Oliver as the foreseer believes he will never be able to claim his mate; his visions take too much out of him, his visions are slowly killing him. Even knowing Gibson and Mandy are both potential mates he tries to keep clear of them. Gibson keeps to himself and because he feels sympathy for his Alpha who takes on the pain of his pack members when he is forced to brand them Gibson feels like he doing his part by tattooing them making the brand their own. As a submissive wolf Mandy never really though her role in the pack was very important, but her ability to soothe and calm comes in handy more than once and once Gibson comes to his true potential he will need her and Oliver more than he ever realized. But the SAU isn't the only threat to them as Oliver's visions lead him to believe something sinister is coming from inside their own walls.

Shadowed is Alexandra Ivy's, my favorite of her's so far. The Unseen are the shifters who managed to escape the round up and containment. Their goal has been to infiltrate and destroy the SAU fromt he inside and reveal all their dirty secrets and lies. Sinclair has managed to do so they are now just waiting on the final piece of the puzzle before they go public. The whole time Sinclair has worked with someone on the inside, someone with the ability to hack into the CDC computers and leak information to the Unseen about the true origins of the Verona Virus. Mira knows Sinclair has been using her from the start, she doesn't have a problem with it she believes in their cause and she is in love with Sinclair. But now so close to the end of it all Mira goes missing and Sinclair won't stop until he finds her. Mira has discovered for more than Sinclair hoped and together they can tear down the SAU and free all the Branded packs.

Overall, this is probably my favorite of the series so far. Shadowed is very intense. Buried is well damn.

RELEASE BLITZ Strong Silent SEAL by Paige Tyler

Title: Strong Silent SEAL

Series: SEALS of Coronado #2

Author: Paige Tyler 

Genre: Military/Contemporary Romance

 Release Date: June 27, 2016

Blurb

Wedding planner Felicia Bradford is in trouble. Mercenaries are holding her sister hostage and threatening to kill her unless Felicia helps them steal top secret information from the Navy’s Special Operations Headquarters. Having no other way to access the base, she pulls a gun on the first man in a Navy uniform she finds, demanding he get her through the gate. 

Navy SEAL Logan Dunn just got back from a mission in Syria and is looking for a little down time to relax. That plan goes out the window when a beautiful woman shoves a gun in his back and begs him to do something he can tell she doesn’t want to be part of. Logan does what any Navy SEAL would do in the same situation—he saves the girl and takes out the bad guys. 

But their actions that day kick off a crazy chain of events, including a fast-burning whirlwind romance, an out-of-control sister, an insane covert plot involving a defecting Russian pilot, a mercenary bent on revenge, and a sunrise wedding for a bride who never wakes up before noon. 

Getting through her sister's kidnapping will look like a piece of cake compared to what comes next.

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I love Paige Tyler, and I love the SEALs of Coronado. The book ended and I was thinking "But...nooo, it can't be over yet!" it was good I didn't want it to end. I love Logan and Felicia. Felicia is a wedding planner and so organized she has her relationships on a timeline spending years getting to know a person before even thinking about marrying them, her sister on the other hand is a hopeless romantic. The other guys always teased Logan about being a commitment-phobic but Logan sees it it as waiting for the right girl. And so when a woman pulls a gun on him and asks for help he's hopelessly lost. They are both people who never thought it possible to fall so quickly but they are proven wrong by doing just that. 

Felicia and her sister Stefanie are kidnapped and Felicia is told to find a way on to the base or else they will kill her sister. Felicia uses Logan to get on base and because Logan is smart he follows along and figures out what's happening and ends up saving the day. The unfortunate thing is that what happened is connected to the top secret mission in which the SEAL team has been working with the CIA black ops. It's all kinds of crazy. I love it! 

Logan and Felicia have a quick, sweet, and smokin' hot romance. The book also has some great action. 

  

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"FIGURE OUT A way to get onto the base or your sister dies.” The threating words kept replaying over and over in Felicia Bradford’s head, freaking her out so badly her hands shook as she steered her SUV into a shopping center a mile from the gate of the Coronado Naval Amphibious Base and pulled into a space. Putting her Nissan Juke in park, she leaned forward and rested her forehead on the steering wheel. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t take the chance the people holding her sister would hear and think it meant she’d given up. They’d kill Stefanie for sure. 

She took a deep breath and felt the tape holding the wire to her stomach pull a little, reminding her exactly where those horrible men had touched her as they’d attached the listening device to her skin. She shuddered at the thought her baby sister, a sophomore in college at the San Diego campus of the University of California, remained in their hands. 

Felicia lifted her head and glanced at the clock on the dash. Two hours ago, she and Stef had been in their yoga class, something they did every Saturday morning at the same time. They’d been laughing and planning their next girls’ night out when three men with accents had come out of nowhere and surrounded them in a quiet corner of the studio parking lot, taken Felicia’s keys then hustled them into a white van at gunpoint. 

The next ten minutes had been the most terrifying of her life as she and Stef sat huddled on the floor of the van while one of the men had kept his weapon trained on them the whole time. She’d feared the worst, thinking the men meant to rape and kill them, but when the van pulled into a warehouse and the doors opened, they dragged her and Stef into an office where they’d found two more men waiting. One tall and muscular with a buzz cut, the other not quite as tall or as muscled with long, shaggy hair. When Buzz Cut regarded Felicia and her sister like interesting bugs he’d seen crawling across the floor, a voice in the back of her head said this was a more complicated situation than she’d thought. 

“What do you want with us?” she demanded, pushing her sister behind her. 

Buzz Cut nodded at the men who’d brought her and Stef into the room. A moment later, one of them jerked her sister away and forced her down into a chair then duct taped her wrists to the metal arms. Felicia tried to stop them, but the second man grabbed her before she could do much good. 

“You are brave,” Buzz Cut said in an Eastern European accent. At least she thought it was Eastern European. She wasn’t very good with accents. “Good.”  

“What are you going to do with my sister?” Felicia demanded. 

Buzz Cut crossed the room to stand in front of her. “I intend to kill your sister in the most painful way I can imagine unless you do exactly what I tell you. 

Could someone so devoid of emotion be human? But the cold look in his eyes left Felicia with no doubt he told the truth. 

“I’ll do anything you want,” she told him. “Just don’t hurt her.” 

“Fortunately for you, what I need isn’t very difficult. I want you to take something onto the Coronado Naval Amphibious Base for me and wait at a specific location for a short period of time then come back here. If you do, you and your sister may leave alive and unharmed.” 

Felicia almost started to hyperventilate. He made it sound so simple. “Coronado isn’t open to the public. There’s no way I can get on it.” 

His eyes narrowed. “The gate pass on the dash of your car says otherwise.” 

Crap. She’d forgotten she’d left it there. “It’s from last weekend, but it’s expired. I’m a wedding planner. I do a lot of weddings and receptions on the base.” 

“Then get it renewed,” the man with the shaggy hair said. 

Felicia looked at him. “It doesn’t work like that. I have to arrange a separate gate pass for each wedding and someone with a military ID has to agree to be my sponsor.” 

Buzz Cut considered her statement. “How many times have you gone onto the station in the past six months?” 

“I don’t know. Maybe twenty-five or thirty times.” “With all those trips on base, are you trying to tell me a woman as attractive as you are couldn’t make an impression on the guards? I’m sure you could talk your way through the gate this one time. Say it’s for an emergency meeting with a client or something.” 

She opened her mouth to tell him she was nothing special—at least not special enough to get an MP or security guard to look the other way while she drove through the gate without a pass—but then she hesitated, knowing this asshole would kill her and Stef in a second if he decided she wasn’t useful to him anymore. So, she’d nodded, telling him she could get on base. 

The guy with the shaggy hair had then felt her up while taping the microphone wire to her stomach. When he finished, he and Buzz Cut took her out to where her Nissan Juke waited beside the van. Then Buzz Cut had handed her a black plastic box about the size of a box of Kleenex along with a map of the NAB with a building circled in red. 

“You need to be at this location no later than ten-thirty,” Buzz Cut told her. “On the south side of the building is a picnic table under some palm trees. Sit at the table, turn on the machine, then wait there for exactly thirty minutes.” 

She tensed, terrified even to be in the same room with the box much less holding it. “Is this a bomb?” 

“No. It’s a listening device,” he said. “It will record a conversation taking place nearby. No one will be hurt.” 

Felicia didn’t believe him. “If that’s all, why don’t you have one of your men take it on base? I’m sure there are lots of people who could do a much better job than me.” 

Mouth tight, Buzz Cut jerked the box and the map away from her and handed it to Shaggy Hair. Felicia’s heart fell into her stomach as he grabbed her arm and hauled her across the warehouse to another office, then shoved her inside. She tripped over something on the floor, falling half on top of it. She pushed herself up and almost screamed when she realized it was a man in a Navy uniform, the front of his blue camouflage top soaked with blood. He stared unseeingly up at the ceiling. 

She scrambled off the man as Buzz Cut jerked her to her feet. 

“This is the man I got to do the job, but he had a change of heart at the last minute, and I had to kill him.” Cold, dark eyes bore into hers. “Don’t make me have to find someone else to do this job. The time window I have to get it done is small and, if you make me miss it, I’ll take it out on your precious sister.” 

She didn’t say anything as he led her back out to her SUV, which one of the men must have driven here from the shopping center, and shoved her behind the wheel. She thought she’d been as freaked out as she could be when Shaggy Hair leaned in and put a handgun in the center console. 

“Why are you giving that to me?” she asked. 

Buzz Cut shrugged. “If things don’t go the way you plan, you’ll need to improvise if you want your sister to live. If it means you have to shoot someone, do it.” Felicia couldn’t kill someone in cold blood. But, to save her sister, maybe she could. 

They took her phone out of her purse and wrote down her phone number. 

“In case I want to contact you,” Buzz Cut said as he handed it back to her. “Don’t get any brilliant ideas about calling the police. With the wire you’re wearing, we’ll be able to hear everything you say, and if you say something you shouldn’t, I’ll kill your sister. If you don’t get to the location on the map in time, I’ll kill your sister. If you don’t get us what we want and come straight back here, I’ll kill your sister. And if we suddenly lose the audio from the wire. I’ll kill your sister.” 

Felicia had been so shaken by images of her sister being tortured and killed, she could barely drive across the Coronado Bridge to the base. She’d raised Stef ever since their parents died six years ago. The idea of something bad happening to her made it hard even to breathe. She had no doubt Buzz Cut would kill Stef if she didn’t show up with the information they wanted. He might kill both of them anyway once he had what he wanted, of course, but she could deal with only one problem at a time. 

Unfortunately, as she’d expected, the guards at the gate refused to let her through, no matter how much she tried to sweet talk them. She batted her eyes and tried to convince one particular MP on duty who’d flirted with her on several occasions she had to get on base for a few minutes to scout out the location for an upcoming wedding, but the guy hadn’t budged. She’d turned around and been driving away from the base when her phone rang. 

“Figure out a way to get on base,” Buzz Cut ordered. “Or your sister dies.” 

Felicia continued to stare at the clock on the dash as it slowly counted down the minutes. She had twenty-nine minutes left. She needed to figure out something or Stef would be dead. 

In frustration, she reached into the center console and pulled out the weapon stashed there. She didn’t even have a clue how to fire a gun, but maybe she could use it to threaten her way through the gate. Then what? The military police would chase her once she got on base. 

Felicia caught sight of a group of men and women in Navy uniforms coming out of the grocery store. An idea hit her. Insane and probably wouldn’t work, but the only thing she could think of was shoving her gun in the nearest sailor’s back and demanding he or she help her get on base. She only prayed she’d find a sailor who didn’t have a hero complex. She really didn’t want to have to shoot anyone—even if she could figure out how to do it. But, when it came to her sister, she’d do what she had to do. 

Felicia turned off the engine and waited. It would probably be smarter to scope out the possible targets and pick someone smaller and preferably female, but as the clock on the dash continued to get closer to the ten-thirty deadline, she realized she didn’t have time She shoved the gun and the black box into her purse then got out and walked over to the store. The first few sailors came out in groups of two and three. Dammit, she didn’t have time for this! 

Then she spotted a hunky, dark-haired guy in blue camouflage coming her way, a couple of grocery bags in his hands—alone. Also at least a foot taller than her and probably outweighed her by a hundred pounds. Her gut told her this guy wasn’t the best choice, but she couldn’t wait any longer. 

Heart pounding in her chest and a hand on the gun in her purse, she turned and followed, hurrying to catch up with him. When they got close to his blue SUV, she pulled the gun out of her purse, closed the distance between them, and shoved the weapon in his back. He immediately stopped in his tracks. 

“I don’t want to shoot you, but I will if you don’t help me get on base,” she said as firmly as she could. The words didn’t sound as intimidating as she’d hoped, but at least her voice hadn’t squeaked. 

She didn’t know what to expect, but when the big man didn’t move at all, she got a little nervous. 

“Don’t do anything foolish or you’ll be putting the lives of innocent people in danger,” she warned. “I’ve never fired a gun before, and if you make me do it now, I have no idea where the bullets are going to go.”
The guy still didn’t move. But at least he didn’t spin around and try to disarm her. Unfortunately, the seconds continued to fly past, bringing Stefanie’s death ever closer. Felicia might have to do something else—although she didn’t know what—to prove her seriousness. Could she whack him in the back of the head? Probably not without making the gun go off. Then what? Unconscious, he wouldn’t be able to get her on base. 

“Did you hear what I said?” she prompted, shoving the gun more firmly into his back. 

“I heard you,” he said. “Relax, okay? There’s no need to pull the trigger. I’ll get you on base. But I want your word you won’t hurt anyone if I do.” 

She couldn’t believe he tried to bargain with her when she had a gun pointed at him. “It’s the last thing I want.” 

He lifted his right hand, and Felicia tensed, until she realized he was only lifting the key fob for his SUV. He unlocked the doors with a beep-beep then opened the driver’s side. Felicia wondered if she should let him drive or if she should do it. After a moment, she decided the guards on the gate would never let them through with her behind the wheel, so it had to be him. But she couldn’t tell him to wait while she ran around to the passenger side, either. 

Finally, she climbed into the SUV first and crawled over the center console to get into the passenger seat, keeping the weapon pointed at him the whole time. “Get in,” she ordered. “And don’t try anything.” 

As he climbed in, she saw the name Dunn embroidered on a tag on his uniform. Nice name. It fit him. 

She was wondering about his first name when she finally got a good look at his face. She couldn’t see his eyes because he wore aviators, but with a chiseled jaw and wide, sensual mouth, he was way more handsome than any man had a right to be. She hoped he did what she told him. She’d feel horrible shooting someone so attractive. 

Okay, absolutely the dumbest thought she’d ever had. Would she feel better shooting him if he were ugly? Dunn reached around to put his grocery bags on the floorboard in the back then fastened his seatbelt. When he finished, he lifted a brow. “You going to put on your seatbelt?” 

Felicia’s jaw may have dropped. Seriously? Obviously, he wouldn’t even start the vehicle until she buckled up. Unfortunately, she couldn’t get her belt on while holding a pistol. She glanced around for a place to put it, figuring wedging it between her legs wasn’t the best idea. She finally ended up putting it on the floor. The moment she had her seatbelt on, she reached down and snatched it up with trembling hands, turning to point it in Dunn’s direction. 

He regarded her with a look plainly suggesting he knew this was her first foray into taking a hostage, but he thankfully didn’t say it out loud. Instead, he cranked the SUV and headed out of the parking lot. “I hope this doesn’t take too long,” he remarked as he drove toward the Naval Amphibious Base. “I bought ice cream and would hate to have to throw it away if it melts.” 

Felicia didn’t know what to say. How the hell could the man be so calm when he had a gun pointed at him? 

As they neared the gate, Logan reached into his back pocket for his wallet and pulled out his ID card. She slipped the gun in her purse. 

“Don’t make me hurt anyone,” she said him. “I told you I’d get you on base and I will,” Dunn said as he weaved through the barricades put there to slow people down. “Keep the gun in your purse and everything will be fine.” 

Dunn had a very trustworthy-looking face and Felicia wanted to believe him, but she still tensed when they rolled to a stop beside the guard at the gate. At least it wasn’t the cute MP she’d tried to sweet-talk earlier. In fact, she didn’t recognize the older guy at all. 

“Dunn, my man,” the guard said. “I haven’t seen you in weeks. How the hell are you?” 

“I’m good,” Dunn said conversationally. “How about you? 

“Can’t complain.” The guard leaned down and regarded Felicia. 

“Who’s this? New girlfriend?” 

Crap. She hadn’t thought about having a cover story. Passing her off as a girlfriend might work, though. Dunn chuckled. “Nah. This is my sister Claire. She’s staying with me for a while, and I’m showing her around. I’m going to get her a base access on Monday.” 

The older man smiled and nodded. “No problem.” While they’d made it this far, Felicia refused to let herself exhale until the guard waved them through the gate. She glanced at the clock on the dash, comparing it with her watch. Ten minutes. 

“Drive faster,” she said, pulling out the gun so she could point it at him and the map so she could figure out where she needed to go. 

“If I drive over the speed limit, there’s a good chance we’ll get pulled over.” 

“If you drive under the speed limit, there’s a good chance someone very important to me will die,” she told him. “So, drive faster.” 

Dunn looked at her sharply. She expected him to say something, but instead he drove faster. 

“Where are we going?” he asked softly. 

Her knowledge of NAB Coronado limited to the location of the church and the various clubs that held receptions, she held the map up for him to see and pointed at the part circled in red. 

“Right there,” she said. “And I have to be there in five minutes.” 

He studied the circled area on the map for a moment then gave her another intense look. “You sure you want to go there?” 

The spot on the map probably had some significance to him, but to her, it was simply the place Buzz Cut told to be—in five minutes. 

“Yes.” 

As Dunn turned down a side road and picked up speed, Felicia held out hope this might work. She wasn’t naive. She knew the men holding Stef couldn’t be trusted. But she had to believe if she did as Buzz Cut told her, maybe everything would work out okay. It was the only thing she had to hang onto until something better came along. 

“We didn’t have a chance for a proper introduction, but my name’s Logan,” he said. “What’s yours?” 

Felicia ignored him, or tried to, anyway, but he kept talking in a frustratingly calm, casual voice. 

“Maybe I can help you out of your situation,” he continued. “You don’t really seem to be the kind of person to do something like this.” 

She wasn’t. But she was doing it now—for Stefanie. “Keep driving,” she told him. 

Felicia hadn’t realized they’d reached their destination until Logan pulled the SUV into a parking space and turned off the engine. Off to one side of the large official-looking building a sign read Naval Special Warfare Command. 

She looked around, trying to remember exactly where Buzz Cut had told her to take the box. 

“Where’s the south side of the building?” she asked. Logan pointed to the right. 

She pulled the box out of her purse then motioned at Logan with the weapon. “Get out and walk in front of me to the picnic table over there. The gun will be in my purse, but I’ll have my finger on the trigger the whole time, so don’t try anything.” 

His gaze locked on the box in her hand. “What’s that?” 

The dash clock read ten twenty-nine. 

“I can’t tell you anything, so stop asking me questions and get out,” she snapped. 

He regarded her silently for a moment then shut off the engine and got out of the SUV. She climbed over the console and followed him to the south side of the building. 

The table stood right where Buzz Cut said it would be, under some palm trees. The moment she and Logan sat down, she put the box on the table and turned the lone switch on the top until she heard a clicking sound. She kept turning it until it stopped moving. Then she sat there staring at the box—and Logan. 

He took of his sunglasses, revealing gorgeous blue eyes, then reached into his pocket for his cellphone. “What are you doing?” she asked nervously, fumbling for the gun in her purse and pointing it at him. 

“Playing a game on my phone.” He shrugged. “I figure we’re going to be sitting here a while, aren’t we?” 

She frowned. He clicked way too many keys for any game. Was he calling the cops? She didn’t want to have to shoot him, but he might not give her a choice. But then he turned the phone around to show her what he’d typed. 

I know you can’t talk, but I can help you if you’ll let me. Tell me what’s going on. 

Felicia blinked. How had he figured out she couldn’t talk? 

He nodded at her, then pointed at the words he’d written on his phone, specifically the part where he’d said he could help her. 

A thousand thoughts raced through her head. Could she trust him? Could he really help her? She couldn’t imagine how he could, but she needed help from someone, and her instincts told her Dunn was that person.

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BOOK BLAST Catching Cassidy & Discovering Deliliah by Melissa Foster

a sexy, hot, and evocatively real New Adult Romance series

CATCHING CASSIDY

Harborside Nights #1

Melissa Foster

Released April 2015

World Literary Press

Wyatt Armstrong never imagined that instead of celebrating his college graduation, he and his twin sister would be dealing with the death of their parents. Then again, Wyatt had never been one to think past tomorrow. He heads to their summer home in Harborside, Massachusetts, with his best friend Cassidy Lowell in tow, to deal with his parents’ death and to try to figure out his next step.

Six foot two, infuriatingly handsome, and flirtatious, Wyatt Armstrong has always been there for Cassidy, helping her pass her classes and fend off unwanted advances, while driving her insane with his one-night stands—but that’s what best friends are for, isn’t it? Having each other’s backs. There was never any doubt that she would accompany him to his family’s summer home—but she never expected to begin seeing Wyatt as more than a friend. Or has she been ignoring her feelings all along?

It’s impossible to ignore the sizzling heat between them as Wyatt and Cassidy get even closer, but Cassidy knows Wyatt’s past, and she has a real job to begin in the fall. Wyatt may be a sure thing for the summer, but Cassidy needs more. For the first time in his life, Wyatt is forced to look toward the future if he doesn’t want to lose the one woman who’s shared his past and owns his heart.

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Catching Cassidy, the first in a new Love in Bloom series Harborside Nights. Finally I catch one of Melissa Foster's book series at the beginning! Not that it really matters I'm just picky that way I prefer to read a series from the start, doesn't always work out that way. I loved these characters, I'm not really much for New Adult, unless it's suspense or paranormal, but with this one the emotional and life changing events the characters matured very quickly, you see them grow from the fun loving college graduates ready to take on the world into responsible business owners. 

For Cassidy Lowell,Wyatt and Delilah Armstrong the summer after their college graduation went from fun loving and fancy free to crap-tacular in the matter of seconds. Cassidy who was suppose to spend the summer in Martha's Vineyard with her boyfriend of two years and his family walked in on him cheating on her. Wyatt and Delilah's parents died in a car accident. Wyatt is in shock he doesn't know what to do suddenly the owner of a bar and grill, two houses and two cars. Not to mention his sudden lustful feelings for his best friend Cassidy. 

The book deals alot with the grieving process with Wyatt and dealing with his feelings toward Cassidy. Cassidy has her own bit of drama herself that skews her view of love. But they have great emotional support from their friends. The romance of the book was great from the beginning you can see why these two are meant to be together and reading their process of them finally realizing it and dealing with it was really good.

DISCOVERING DELILAH

Harborside Nights #2

Melissa Foster

Released July 2015

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DISCOVERING DELILAH is an New Adult Lesbian Romance (#LGBT) 

After the death of her parents on the day of her college graduation, Delilah Armstrong thought she could finally follow her heart and come out to her closest friends, but the guilt of going against her parents’ beliefs haunts her. The feelings she has for her best friend, Ashley, are stronger than anything she’s felt before, but Delilah has never even kissed a girl, and fear stops her at every turn. 

Ashley Carver promised herself that she would never again date another girl who wasn’t out, but that was before she met intoxicatingly sweet and sexy Delilah. 

When another girl offers to teach Delilah the ropes, it changes Delilah’s whole world and gives her the courage to go after the only girl she really wants. But coming out isn’t as easy as Delilah imagined, and moving past her parents’ death and the feelings of guilt she is left with is even harder. The intense passion between Ashley and Delilah is too strong to deny, but coming together means risking everything. 

Discovering Delilah is an edgy, evocative, romantic story of friendship, family, and the courage to love. 

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I really, really wanted to read this one. It has been a long time since I've read a good F/F. I think Melissa Foster did excellent with it. Delilah has a lot of shit to deal with in this book. Delilah is discovering who she is. She is dealing with the death of her parents, suddenly becoming a business owner, and most confusing of all dealing with her feelings for her new found friend Ashley. Ashley has vowed never to be in another relationship where she is treated like the dirty little secret. Ashley meets Delilah through a mutual friend and instantly feels a pull toward the beautiful woman. Ashley and Delilah form a quick friendship and although they both are really attracted to one another they don't know if the other is straight or not.
Delilah has known she was gay since she was a teenager but her parents were very conservative and vocal about their feelings on same sex relationships. Delilah was so scared of what her parents thought that she never acted on her feelings. Right before the graduation ceremony Delilah finally told them the truth and what she saw in her father's eyes broke her heart and before she could talk to them privately again they were dead. Delilah and Ashley finally come together; but Delilah's still worries, her parents unintentionally made her feel bad about who she is and while she really wants to be with Ashley she still needs to move baby steps. Delilah has to work through a lot of grief and guilt and insecurity but Ashley is willing to wait for her and be there for her.
I love Delilah, I completely empathize with her. Delilah needed the confidence boost and she needed to feel secure in her feelings and her sexuality, how can she really know she's gay if she's never actually been with another woman, I understand that and I love that Janessa was there to help her. I also understand Ashley's feelings about that. I liked this one more than Catching Cassidy, it really is a great story.    

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Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance, and women's fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa's emotional journeys are lovingly erotic, perfect beach reads, and always family oriented. 

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