Cat’s Meow~Reviews that Purr-Tru Blue~Melissa Foster #darkromance

Title: Tru Blue
Author: Melissa Foster
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: November 9, 2016
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Imagine falling in love with a man, then finding out he was a killer…TRU BLUE is a sexy, dark stand-alone novel written in the same loving, raw, and emotional voice romance readers have come to love, and the deeply emotional literary prose women’s fiction readers have come to expect, from New York Times & USA Today bestselling, award-winning author Melissa Foster. 

He wore the skin of a killer, and bore the heart of a lover…

There’s nothing Truman Gritt won’t do to protect his family–Including spending years in jail for a crime he didn’t commit. When he’s finally released, the life he knew is turned upside down by his mother’s overdose, and Truman steps in to raise the children she’s left behind. Truman’s hard, he’s secretive, and he’s trying to save a brother who’s even more broken than he is. He’s never needed help in his life, and when beautiful Gemma Wright tries to step in, he’s less than accepting. But Gemma has a way of slithering into people’s lives and eventually she pierces through his ironclad heart. When Truman’s dark past collides with his future, his loyalties will be tested, and he’ll be faced with his toughest decision yet.

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 Truman Gritt has been out of prison for six months. He is working for his best friend and a mechanic shop and trying to get his life back in order when he gets a call from his younger brother. When he arrives his mother a crackhead, is dead and Truman finds himself  with a toddler and a small baby.  He takes them to Walmart to try to figure out what kind of diapers and formula when he meets Gemma Wright.
Gemma has had a bad day and is stocking up on Ice cream when she sees the sexy ,big, tattooed man with a toddler and a baby. She is curious because its obvious he doesn’t know what he is doing so she approaches him pick out what he needs and a he offers to fix her car for free.
I absolutely fell in love with Truman ( I mean who wouldn’t? A tall dark mysterious man with two babies?) As you get to know his story, his background and why he was in prison I fell even harder.
I liked Gemma  as well. She has  an entirely different set of problems and can’t have kids of her own. I loved her career. She owns a princess boutique for little girls and she also dresses up a lot. I loved all the descriptions.  Once Gemma and Truman meet electricity is there and the sex is really hot.
If you like mysterious men, tattoos, strong female leads, bikers, mechanics, babies and some smoking hot sex this is definitely for you.
I can’t wait to read the next story!

“Several emotional topics — such as drug addiction, abandonment, infertility and unexpectedly becoming a parent — are easily woven together without making the story feel crowded or overdone. Foster writes exceptional characters that keep readers thinking long after the book is finished… The dynamic members of the Whiskey family are the foundation that holds the group together and they are exactly the reason we’re taught not to judge. Let’s hope we hear more from all of them!” -RT Book Reviews

“Sexy and Heartbreaking….I simply adored this beautifully written romance.” -Tasty Book PR

“Ms. Foster, went for the gut with Truman and Gemma. Tru Blue is more than a romance, it is a story of love, a story of hope and a story of courage. 10 + stars.” -Night Owl Reviews

“With her wonderful characters and resonating emotions, Melissa Foster is a must-read author!” -New York Times Bestseller Julie Kenner

“Melissa Foster is synonymous with sexy, swoony, heartfelt romance!” -New York Times Bestseller Lauren Blakely

“You can always rely on Melissa Foster to deliver a story that’s fresh, emotional and entertaining. Make sure you have all night, because once you start you won’t want to stop reading. Every book’s a winner!” -NYT Bestselling Author Brenda Novak

TRUMAN GRITT LOCKED the door to Whiskey Automotive and stepped into the stormy September night. Sheets of rain blurred his vision, instantly drenching his jeans and T-shirt. A slow smile crept across his face as he tipped his chin up, soaking in the shower of freedom. He made his way around the dark building and climbed the wooden stairs to the deck outside his apartment. He could have used the interior door, but after being behind bars for six long years, Truman took advantage of the small pleasures he’d missed out on, like determining his own schedule, deciding when to eat and drink, and standing in the f**king rain if he wanted to. He leaned on the rough wooden railing, ignoring the splinters of wood piercing his tattooed forearms, squinted against the wetness, and scanned the cars in the junkyard they used for parts—and he used to rid himself of frustrations. He rested his leather boot on the metal box where he kept his painting supplies. Truman didn’t have much—his old extended-cab truck, which his friend Bear Whiskey had held on to for him while he was in prison, this apartment, and a solid job, both of which were compliments of the Whiskey family. The only family he had anymore.
Emotions he didn’t want to deal with burned in his gut, causing his chest to constrict. He turned to go inside, hoping to outrun thoughts of his own f**ked-up family, whom he’d tried—and failed—to save. His cell phone rang with his brother’s ringtone, “A Beautiful Lie” by 30 Seconds to Mars.
“F**k,” he muttered, debating letting the call go to voicemail, but six months of silence from his brother was a long time. Rain pelleted his back as he pressed his palm to the door to steady himself. The ringing stopped, and he blew out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d trapped inside. The phone rang again, and he froze.
He’d just freed himself from the dredges of hell that he’d been thrown into in an effort to save his brother. He didn’t need to get wrapped up in whatever mess the drug-addicted fool had gotten himself into. The call went to voicemail, and Truman eyed the metal box containing his painting supplies. Breathing like he’d been in a fight, he wished he could paint the frustration out of his head. When the phone rang for the third time in as many minutes, the third time since he was released from prison six months ago, he reluctantly answered.
“Quincy.” He hated the way his brother’s name came out sounding like the enemy. Quincy had been just a kid when Truman went to prison. Heavy breathing filled the airwaves. The hairs on Truman’s forearms and neck stood on end. He knew fear when he heard it. He could practically taste it as he ground his teeth together.
“I need you,” his brother’s tortured voice implored.
Need me? Truman had hunted down his brother after he was released from prison, and when he’d finally found him, Quincy was so high on crack he was nearly incoherent—but it didn’t take much for f**k off to come through loud and clear. What Quincy needed was rehab, but Truman knew from his tone that wasn’t the point of the call.
Before he could respond, his brother croaked out, “It’s Mom. She’s really bad.”

Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance (M/F, M/M, F/F), romantic suspense, thrillers, and historical fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented. Her books have been recommended by USA Today’s book blog, Hagerstown Magazine, The Patriot, and several other print venues. She is the founder of the World Literary Café. When she’s not writing, Melissa helps authors navigate the publishing industry through her author training programs on Fostering Success.

Melissa has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Her interests include her family, reading, writing, painting, friends, helping others see the positive side of life, and visiting Cape Cod.

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Cat’s Meow~~Devious Little Lies~~

Title: Devious Little Lies
Author: Erin Ashley Tanner
Genre: Crime Romance
Release Date: June 21, 2016
Publisher: Samhain Publishing

Sometimes the thing you want most can cost you everything.

After ten tumultuous years as the wife of a feared mob boss—five of them spent alone, thanks to her husband’s incarceration—Rena Rosetti is tired of watching the men Tony left in charge ruin his criminal empire.

Though she has a fight on her hands, she’s determined to prove that the old-school ways of the Cosa Nostra need to be permanently laid to rest. But power means nothing with no one at her side. 

Rena has done her best to ignore the fire Shane Van Adams ignites in her, because…well, he’s her daughter Tricia’s boyfriend. But when Tricia decides she no longer wants him, Rena isn’t prepared for the onslaught when Shane turns those penetrating hazel eyes her way.

Finally, Rena has everything she ever wanted. But all things come with a price, and she’s made some dangerous enemies. Forced to battle mob rivals out to take her down, she must face the harshest truth of all—that the greatest danger she faces is the man sharing her bed.

Warning: Advanced mind games between a sassy broad who bites her tongue for no one, and a younger man who, given the chance, could have been the smoothest criminal of all.

Rena was stunned.
Utterly stunned.
As she and Shane continued to stare at one another, she tried to find her voice. Tricia stepped out of the circle of her arms and stood beside her still holding her arm. As ecstatic as Rena was about her daughter’s surprise visit, she couldn’t help but feel conflicted about the young man Tricia had brought home. Though for all intents and purposes all they’d done was share cups of hot chocolate together, if someone had happened to eavesdrop or pay closer attention to them they would’ve seen something more…something Rena was
afraid her daughter might see even now.
“Mom, say something. You’re awfully quiet.”
Rena tore her gaze away and looked at her daughter. Tricia was the spitting image of her father, a Vegas plastic surgeon that Rena had foolishly become involved with unaware that the bastard was married. To this day she still wished she could put a bullet through Reginald Horne’s head, and even though he’d never been a part of Tricia’s life, Rena didn’t want the blood of her daughter’s father staining her hands.
Warm brown eyes stared, waiting for her to speak. Rena absentmindedly played with her daughter’s long brown hair as she noted how beautiful Tricia looked. She had pecan tan skin and dimples in her cheeks just like Reggie.
“You get even more beautiful every time I see you.”
Tricia rolled her eyes and smiled. “Mom. You’re definitely embarrassing me.”
“Sorry. I admit I’m a little surprised. I didn’t even know you were seeing someone,” Rena said still trying to keep her eyes off Shane.
“Well now you know so shake his hand and invite us inside.”
Rena swallowed the lump in her throat and turned her attention back to Shane. He was looking back and forth between her and Tricia. She was sure that he was searching for the resemblance between them and finding none. Rena wasn’t the least bit surprised.
People had always assumed Tricia was her adopted child. She could only hope Shane was not another fool who fell into that category.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Rosetti. Tricia’s told me so much about you.” He smiled, revealing perfect white teeth and extended his hand.
Rena swallowed back a small yelp as a shock passed between them as they touched. His large hand nearly engulfed hers, and she tried to ignore the strength yet softness of his hand. Rena, what the hell is wrong with you? Get a grip. Her inner voice was right. There was no reason for her to be acting like some young girl who just ran into her crush and had no idea how to act. She was a married woman and the handsome young man gazing at her was
dating her daughter.
“I’m glad to finally meet you, Shane Van Adams. Tricia’s never brought a guy home before.”
There was a double entendre with her words. It was nice to have a name to go with the face of a man who did so much to flatter her ego and make her feel like a vivacious young woman again. But her daughter had decided to bring him home to meet her and for that he’d better be up to par.
“Well then I really hope I impress.” He slowly let go of her hand.
“I’ll let you know.”
The words slipped out before she could stop them. The last thing she needed to do was to try and draw even more attention to the awkwardness of the situation.
“Mom, please stop putting him on the spot already.”
Rena’s gaze flicked to her daughter. “I’m your mother. It’s my job. Now why don’t the two of you come in?”

With a smile, she beckoned them to step inside the mansion. Tricia entered first while Shane followed carrying their bags as Rena held the door. As he passed Rena, he slowed his pace and stopped in front of her. Their eyes met and he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and released a breath. She shook her head. Right now words between them were dangerous, even more so than the looks her sweet daughter seemed unaware of.
Shane frowned at what she knew had to be the frostiness in her eyes. New boundaries had to be established. New boundaries that couldn’t be crossed no matter what. As Tricia walked ahead talking out loud about the changes in the house, Shane glanced at her and then he did something unexpected, innocent, yet provocatively inappropriate. He kissed her cheek and the softness of his lips against her skin forced her to close her eyes in an effort to steel her emotions.
When she opened her eyes, she was ready to eviscerate him. To take him aside and berate him for daring to come to her home and kiss her while her daughter was in the room.
But she didn’t. She couldn’t. As he moved on behind Tricia, she reminded herself that a kiss on the cheek meant nothing. It was just a greeting to acknowledge a past history between them that could not under any circumstances be acknowledged. He cared for Tricia and he knew how lucky he was to have her.
He’d told her that at the airport, so for now she was choosing to believe that and not the searing look in his eyes every time he glanced at her. Shane was just confused. It wasn’t every day a man found out a woman he was attracted to and shared secrets with was his girlfriend’s mother. At least that was what she was going to keep telling herself. She had no other choice. The truth was better left buried in word and thought.
Erin Ashley Tanner is the creator of stories featuring fierce females and the men who love them.


Prior to journeying into the world of contemporary romance, Erin wrote paranormal romance for Evernight Publishing. Her debut novel, Goddess of Legend released in October 2013, was an Amazon bestseller and was the first in her Demi-God Daughters paranormal romance series. The follow up, Goddess by Chance was released in November 2014.

Dirty Little Secrets, a light organized crime romance was released in July 2015 by Samhain Publishing. Erin’s first independent publishing project was an Organized Crime Romance titled Gun Moll, co-written with author Bethany-Kris was released on May 23rd and was an Amazon bestseller.

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