Author Archives: Jennifer Reed/ bookjunkiez

About Jennifer Reed/ bookjunkiez

My Niece and Nephew joke that I could open a used book store with all the books that I own. I love to read, that is my addiction. I can't go a week without going to a book store. I love watching CASTLE. I love to write stories and poetry. I also love my family, even though they make me crazy at times. I am a huge Donald Duck Fan.

MAINSTREAM ROMANCE BLAST

mainstream romance blast banner

drummer girl cover

Drummer Girl (Moonstone Series) by Andi Bremner
*Editor’s Pick*
 photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png
Shawna Gill, drummer for the all girl band Moonstone, is hiding a shameful secret she can’t let anyone find out about…
When an opportunity comes up to play drums on The Lairs new album, Shawna jumps at the chance. Her passion in life is playing percussion. But performing with The Lair means spending time with Adam Wilson, their sexy, arrogant, lead singer who seems determined to antagonize her at every turn.
But as their hate slowly turns into a passion neither of them expected, Shawna is torn between choosing what her heart wants and losing what she has sacrificed everything for. And worse too, her secret could come out and she could lose the one person more important to her than anything.
Buy the Book
Excerpt

 

What the hell? I planted my hand, palm flat on the middle of the steering wheel, sounding the horn. The driver in front, in a maroon sedan with out of state number plates merely gave me the finger in the rearview mirror.
Nice. Real nice. First they pull out in front of me and then they insult me when I correct their driving. I narrowed my eyes. Arsehole.
And to top it all off they were now driving incredibly, purposely slow. One glance at my speedometer told me I was going twenty miles an hour in a sixty zone. At this rate I would never get to church and I was already late. I could just imagine my mother right now, scanning the congregation, her neck stretched out like a giraffe and her eyes anxiously assessing everyone walking in. I was already late and this guy was determined to make me later.
Planting my hand on the horn again I let it blare for a little longer. How old was this guy? Eighty?
Suddenly he planted his foot on the break. Too late I saw the red lights flash up on the car and quickly slammed my foot on the brakes, sending my car into a tiny skid. Oh shit. I knew I was going to hit him and squeezed my eyes shut, only opening them after I heard the crunch of metal on metal and the cars were at a standstill.
Now I was definitely going to be late. And I was going to have to explain how I crashed my mom’s car.
Ugh. It served me right I guess for going to one of Tony Hurst’s parties and staying way too late. It had been after three a.m. when I’d finally climbed into bed so I was now extremely tired, plus, I had to admit I was a little hungover. It was probably the hangover and the lethargy that had contributed to this damn car crash, although if I hadn’t had to deal with imbeciles so early on a Sunday morning…
Steam rose from the bonnet of my car. The back end of his car was crumpled, although when I climbed out the majority of the damage seemed to be to my mom’s. His was some kind of old sedan, the type made out of solid metal, whereas my mom’s was a Japanese import that had crumpled like it was made of tissue paper.
“What the hell?” I yelled now as I heard their car door open, “this is totally your fault!”
“How is it my fault?” replied a smooth, masculine voice with a touch of amusement. “You’re the one who hit me.”
I turned around to face him, temper flaring. One glance though and I found myself faltering. Whoa. I hadn’t been expecting that.
A very good-looking guy stood watching me, arms folded across a broad chest and mouth twitching. A very, very good-looking guy who made my stomach do all sorts of little butterfly leaps and jumps. Short, partly shaved dark hair graced his head and his face was hard and angular with one of those jawlines that makes your knees go weak. Dark stubble traced said jawline and green eyes gleamed out from a tanned face. He wasn’t tall, although he was taller than me, with broad shoulders and well-defined arms. His body tapered down to a narrow waist off which hung denim jeans. Tattoo sleeves wrapped around both arms and I could see the edges of more tattoos peeping out from the top of his t-shirt too. The guy was seriously inked.
My stomach dipped for a second before I remembered what had just happened. And the fact that I’d just perused him like he was a delicious candy bar. And he was watching me with a stupid cocky grin spread across his face like he knew he was ridiculously good-looking. Which he probably did. I glanced up and met dancing green eyes and decided, yeah, he knew.
What an arse.
“I wouldn’t have fucking hit you if you’d been travelling at a decent speed,” I spat, “and if you hadn’t pulled out in front of me and slammed on your brakes.”
He shrugged. “Still, looks like you’re the one who hit me. Maybe you shouldn’t be in such a rush. It is Sunday morning by the way.”
I tugged on my blouse and lifted my head. “Exactly. Sunday morning and some people do have places to be.”
“Like where?” He laughed. “Church?”
I frowned, hating the way he said that. As if it was ridiculous, as if I would be ridiculous if I went to church, which was exactly where I was headed.
His eyes widened and then he began to laugh harder. “You are going to church!”
Ignoring him I made my way back to my car and pulled out my purse, searching for my insurance details and a pen and paper. While I wrote out my details he continued to talk.
“Actually now that I am checking you out,” he drawled, making obvious reference to my early perusal of him, “you do look like you are going to church. All sweet and conservative. You don’t sound like a church girl though. Does your mother know you swear like a trooper?”
“Don’t worry about my mother,” I replied tersely, “and don’t be checking me out.” I handed over my details and then stared at him expectantly.
“What?” He grinned, baring smooth white teeth. “You like what you see, hey babe?”
I rolled my eyes. Not only was he an arsehole but he was an arrogant arsehole. The worst kind. “Your details? For insurance.”
He didn’t even bother looking embarrassed by his misconception but simply shrugged and went back to his car. I waited impatiently, tapping my foot and glancing repeatedly at my watch.
I was very late now. I cringed inwardly. Perhaps I could slip in through a side door and say that I had been there the whole time. Bryce would be there and so would Hannah, they’d vouch for me. I just didn’t want to embarrass my parents. It was bad enough I’d humiliated them once already in this lifetime and I was continually trying to redeem myself. This was not going to help my case.
“Hey now that we’ve exchanged numbers maybe we can go out sometime,” arsehole guy was saying now, “I’ve never dated a girl like you.”
I snatched the number off him, glaring at his smug, cocky expression. “Well I’ve dated guys like you and let’s just say I won’t be making the same mistake twice.”
He grinned, like my answer somehow pleased and amused him. With a huff I turned back to my car. It was still drivable but would need to be fixed as soon as possible. This meant that my mom’s car would be in the shop for some time and I’d have no way to get around except for public transport and relying on my friends, which I hated doing.
“Hey,” arsehole guy called back now, “I know you.”
I shook my head. Really? That’s his line? “I don’t think so.”
He narrowed his eyes, “Yeah. I do. Just need to think about it…” he tapped his mouth thoughtfully, his eyes fixed on me.
“Well,” I drawled sarcastically, “don’t think too hard. You might pop a blood vessel.”

 

About the Author
Andi Bremner is a forever romantic who grew up with her nose in a book and head in the clouds.
She always dreamed of writing sexy romance stories featuring strong heroines and dashing heroes and feels blessed to share her stories with readers all over the world.
When Andi is not busy writing she can found teaching high school or hanging out with her husband and three sons.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Reading Addiction Blog Tours

Leave a Comment

Filed under BOOKS

Train Wreck – Blitz

train wreck blitz

Contemporary Romance
Date Published: May 2017
 photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png
train wreck
noun
1. A chaotic or disastrous situation.
2. An utter catastrophe or mess.
3. A devastating calamity or source of trouble.
4. Pepper O’Brien.
As the daughter of a famed film producer, Pepper O’Brien is Hollywood royalty.
Also, her life sucks.
Because, unfortunately for her, the old adage is true: money can’t buy everything—including grace, true love, or the ability to not screw up every single opportunity her life has brought her.
After her latest disaster, Pepper moves across the country to start over but, as usual, her life has other plans, namely in the form of Derek Cashette, her former teenage crush and now ridiculously handsome friend of her older brother.
Derek is determined to salvage the train wreck of her life and Pepper’s determined not to let him. Her life is her problem and, dammit, why can’t she be her own hero?
But sometimes fate has other plans. Or maybe it’s hormones. Especially when her rescuer comes with a killer smile, a chest Thor would be jealous of, and a butt that any girl just wants to—


About the Author

Aside from writing romance, Elise’s passions are chocolate, Star Wars, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team — the Sharks! — are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise is the mom to two exuberant boys and is thoroughly addicted to Dancing With the Stars. Connect with her on facebook (facebook.com/elisefaberauthor), twitter (@faberelise), instagram (@elisefaber) or www.elisefaber.com.
Contact Links
Purchase Links
Reading Addiction Blog Tours

Leave a Comment

Filed under BOOKS

THY PAINTBRUSH TO ABSTRACTING IMAGES – BOOK TOUR

thy paintbrush to abstracting images banner

thy paintbrush to abstracting images

Poetry
Publisher: True Beginnings Publishing
Date Published: February 3 2017
 photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png
A collection of poems that will take readers on a constant visual journey by creating a world between an abundant imagination and reality based situations.
This poet has a way of waving her magic wand and putting up a persuasive point of view.
This poet also has super pen powers on the page with a creativity level that cannot be tamed, and she will dazzle you with dazzle you her captivating gift when it comes to connecting with others by using images and musicality to tell different poetic stories throughout the entire book.
About the Author

Shavonda Robinson is an accomplished writer whose credits include being published in a few anthologies and magazines. She also is the founder of Create Something for the future,” an online poetry magazine for upcoming poets and writers. She has won a few poetry awards for being most creative and poet of the year in a few poetry competitions and Songwriting awards. She is inspired by the power of words, when it comes to transforming ourselves and our thought’s by the written word. She lives in Nashville, Tennessee with her two beautiful children.
Contact Links
Purchase Links

Leave a Comment

Filed under BOOKS

Chatur the Laundry Man – Blitz

chatur the laundry man banner

chatur the laundry man cover

Children’s Book
Date Published: October 2016
 photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png
What can a business man, a lazy donkey, and an elephant teach kids about success and friendship? Read along to find out in this playful romp by the award-winning author of The Magic of Friendship!
Chatur the Laundry Man is a funny, lighthearted story with a subtle lesson. Chatur thinks of nothing but growing his business, but his friend Gadhu the donkey keeps telling him to take it easy. When Chatur has a bright idea to get more business, things seem to be going his way but take an unexpected turn. Will Chatur learn that sometimes success takes a little time and patience?
Praise for Chatur the Laundry Man:
“5 Star … a humorous tale.. illustrations are comical.. highly recommended..” – Readers Favorite Review
“.. kids will receive 3 fine messages the value of hard work, what happens when a push for profit supersedes quality of life, and how different approaches to work and play yield very singular results.” – Midwest Book Review
About the Authors

Subhash and Sujata Kommuru are a husband and wife team, known for their award-winning range of children’s books. They aim to introduce the vibrant culture of India to the children of the United States, the country which has been their home for several years.
Subhash began writing when he became a father. He created stories for his young son about his own childhood in India, to help his son understand the culture and values of his heritage.
Subhash’s wife, Sujata, is an illustrator, who soon began creating pictures to accompany her husband’s words. Her illustrations bring to life the colorful images of her own Indian childhood, giving children a vivid insight into a diverse culture.
Together, Subhash and Sujata offer children the chance to experience the life of an Indian child, and understand a culture vastly different from their own, while enjoying the simple similarities shared by children all over the world.
Their books are entertaining at the same time as being educational, and they have been honored for excellence by the prestigious Mom’s Choice Awards.
With universal themes including friendship and the importance of self-expression, Subhash and Sujata’s books provide children with an all-important introduction to the diversity of the world they live in. Read them together and they’ll become firm favorites that your child will enjoy again and again.
Contact Links
 
Purchase Links
Reading Addiction Blog Tours

2 Comments

Filed under BOOKS

TAKING CHANCES – BLITZ

taking chances banner

taking chances cover

Contemporary Romance
Date Published: 20 June, 2017
Publisher: Carolina Blue Publishing
 photo add-to-goodreads-button_zpsc7b3c634.png
Katie Fitzgerald learned the hard way about love. She vowed to never get involved with a doctor at work, and when she did, he broke her heart. Older and wiser, Katie is serious about never getting hurt again. Dr. Flynn Reynolds, staff cardiologist at Windsor Falls Memorial, just might be the man to change her mind. Attraction explodes between the two from their very first meeting. But Katie is determined to protect her heart. Will Flynn convince her to take another chance?
About the Author

Kimberley O’Malley is a recent transplant to Charlotte, North Carolina from the frozen North. She is learning to say y’all but draws the line at sweet tea. Sarcasm is an art form in her world. When not writing, she is a full-time nurse and part-time soccer Mom, but not necessarily in that order. She shares her life with an amazing husband of more than twenty years, two teenagers, and one very sweet Shetland Sheepdog, Molly.
Contact Links
 
Facebook: Author Kimberley O’Malley
Twitter: @K_OMalley67
Instagram: kimberleyomalley67
 
Purchase Links
 
Reading Addiction Blog Tours

Leave a Comment

Filed under BOOKS