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Fatal Exposure by Gail Barrett

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Fatal Exposure by Gail Barrett
Publisher: Harlequin
Genre: Contemporary, Suspense
Length: Full (280 pgs)
Heat: Spicy
Rated: 4.5 Stars
Review by Poppy

Silence is her only protection

Pulitzer Prize-winning photojournalist B. K. (“Brynn”) Elliot chronicles Baltimore’s grittier side with her lens—a talent cultivated from her years as a teenage runaway. A reclusive figure, Brynn lives under everyone’s radar…until a photo from her past plunges her into the crosshairs of powerful enemies.

Detective Parker McCall has devoted fifteen years to trying to solve his brother’s murder, and with the release of a photo implicating Brynn as a potential suspect, he feels close to finding justice. Determined to get answers, Parker must ignore the inexplicable attraction he feels for the haunted beauty in the photo. And Brynn must decide if Parker will protect her or betray her in his hunt for a killer.

A story full of people you don’t know if you can trust (even the hero seems shifty, though we know he can’t be … this is a romance, after all), and nail-biting suspense, Fatal Exposure is a strong start to what promises to be a great series.

Police detective Parker McCall’s dad was a dirty cop and his brother was a drug addict who was murdered on the street. He has a lot to prove and struggles with trust issues.  Brynn is a former runaway with secrets of her own… ones that could get her killed. She and two friends have been in hiding for years, until a reporter manages to “out” her with a photo in the paper.  Things immediately start happening.

Gail Barrett doesn’t waste time kicking up the adrenaline rush here.  As soon as Parker sees the picture, everyone is at a dead run.  Multiple storylines intersect from time to time, since Brynn offers to tell Parker the truth about his brother’s murder if he looks into a teenager’s death that was ruled suicide, but she thinks was murder.

The two are on the run and in the crosshairs of many people: gangs, police, shady unknown bad guys.  They learn quickly they can trust no one but each other … or can they?

With wonderful descriptions, three dimensional characters, plenty of sexual tension and then heat between the sheets, emotion, excitement and more, Fatal Exposure is everything a good romantic suspense should be.  I can’t wait for the next book!

Virtual Book Tour and giveaway: Fatal Exposure by Gail Barrett

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Gail will be awarding a $25 Amazon / BN (or other bookstore of the winner’s choice) GC to one randomly drawn commenter during this tour and her other Book Blast on June 18th. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

6_21 Cover_Fatal ExposureCold-case detective Parker McCall has spent fifteen years trying to solve his brother’s murder. Now a chance photo of the killer in the newspaper sets him hard on the woman’s trail. A former teenaged runaway, reclusive, award-winning photojournalist B.K. Elliot chronicles the harsh reality of life on the streets — until a photo in the paper reveals her identity, blowing the lid off her secret past. With a powerful murderer now dogging her heels, and her police officer step-father determined to silence her permanently, the last person she can afford to trust is a cop. So why does sexy police detective Parker McCall tempt her to break her silence and resurrect ideals she’d lost years ago? As danger closes in, and with more than her own life at stake, Brynn must decide if the duty-bound cop will betray her…or heal her battered heart.


His gaze swung back to hers. Several seconds ticked by. His scrutiny made her uneasy, the intensity in his eyes making it impossible to breathe.

And, suddenly, Brynn suspected he knew more than he’d let on—about her relationship to her stepfather, about her troubled childhood, about the horrific abuse that drove her from home. That he was simply biding his time—like the trained interrogator he was—waiting for her to confess the truth.

She couldn’t believe how tempted she was to do just that—to forget that he was a cop, to ignore the danger hounding her footsteps and tell him the unvarnished truth.

But then, Parker’s expression changed. His eyes were just as intense, but hotter, more hypnotic, like whirlpools dragging her under—in a decidedly sensual way.

Her pulse battered her throat. He pushed away from the truck and moved even closer, trapping her against the cab. And that insane attraction rippled between them, that unruly maelstrom of need.

Her breath backed up in her lungs. Her belly tightened, acute tremors of excitement tripping along her nerves. She tore her gaze from his jet black eyes to the black stubble shadowing his granite jaw, and stalled on his gripping mouth. Then he reached out and stroked his finger down her cheek, sending a torrent of pleasure streaming through her veins.

Was he going to kiss her?

His gaze dropped to her mouth. Her heart nearly leaped from her chest.

And for a wild moment she wondered if she should push him away—or pull him close.

About the Author:6_21 authorPicA former RITA® and Daphne finalist, Gail Barrett has received the Book Buyer’s Best Award, the Holt Medallion, the Booksellers Best, The National Readers’ Choice Award, and numerous other awards. She lives with her husband in Western Maryland. Readers can contact her through her website:


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Fatal Exposure by Lia Slater

Fatal Exposure by Lia Slater
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Genre: Contemporary
Length: Full (228 pgs)
Other: M/F, Voyeurism
Rating: 5 Cherries
Review by: Fern

Deception brings them together. Exposure can tear them apart.

Taking off her clothes every night for the patrons of Hothouse Gentleman’s Club was never part of Ava Lureau’s life plan, but the sleazy strip joint was the last place her powerful ex-boyfriend would think to look for her. A life on the run kept Ava safe…but lonely. So when a ruggedly sexy stranger shows up and a lap dance becomes more than another dollar in her G-string, she takes a chance.

Kade Gavin’s job is simple—capture his target and deliver her to the man who hired him. Nothing but a paycheck matters in Kade’s bleak existence…until the enticing stripper with soft curves and a puzzling persona climbs into his bed–and under his skin.

Is it wrong, as a reviewer, to discuss how turned on you became while reading a story? Most of the time, I try to discuss the fundamentals of the work: the writing, the character development, the premise, and the intrigue/suspense/mystery. And let me assure you, all of those necessary elements are present here. You’ll soar through this one and your heart will go through the wringer along the way. But the truth is, when I read the last word on that final page of Fatal Exposure, my first thought was, “Damn, now that was hot!”

Lia Slater has written a story that is fantastic, with all the sultry twists and turns that keep readers on the edge of our seat. A girl on the run from an abusive lover falls for the P.I. hired to find her and bring her back. She’s someone that needs to be loved and protected, and he’s a man that doesn’t want to feel anything for his target and/or become emotionally attached. It goes without saying that they’ll find what they lack in one another–the perpetual yin and yang. That alone is enough to garner interest and snare attention, and the conflict it creates is gut wrenching. But the moment Ava and Kade meet the sexual tension and chemistry between them oozes off the page.

This ain’t your Momma’s romance. The sex is raw, gritty, and so hot you’ll be forced to take a nice cold shower–or if you’re lucky, commandeer your partner–to take the edge off! In fact, Kade is one of the most memorable heroes I’ve had the pleasure to meet in a very long time. After I was done, I wondered where I might find a P.I. of my own.

Be sure to put Fatal Exposure on your TBR pile if you haven’t already. Or better still, go pick up a copy right now. You won’t be disappointed. As for me? I can’t wait for more from Lia Slater.


Tell us about your latest release.
My latest release is the third book in the Were Legends series, titled Were Blood. It’s a scorching story between a feisty Were and the Vampire who’s holding her captive. Any book in the series can be read as a stand alone but it might be more enjoyable to read from the beginning.

What is your favorite thing about being a romance writer?
The passion and emotion that drips out onto the page. There’s nothing like the feeling of writing a moving scene, whether it includes sex or not.

What does your heroine love most about your hero? Least?
Well, besides the fact that Worth is gorgeous–tall, tanned, and tempting–Blanca loves that he’s hard working. He takes care of the ones he loves and withstands a large amount of pain to do just that. What she likes least is that he’s a Vampire. She has a history of being a blood slave, which creates a ton of conflict for these two.

How would you describe the world you’ve built?
I would describe it as a dark, sexy fairy tale. The Were Legends series is set in a made up world with its own rules and conflicts. The women wear gowns and the men wear, well, nothing most of the time. LOL! It’s somewhat similar to medieval times but has bits of contemporary in there as well.

Which scene in your book do you think will leave the reading squirming in their seat?

I hope they all will. In Were Blood, I amped up the sexual tension in the beginning since I knew these two would NOT be jumping into bed together right away. If I had to choose one scene in particular, it would be the first oral sex scene on top of the kitchen table. This drives my heroine mad with lust.

What’s your secret to writing a steamy scene?
I try to get deep into the character’s head and show the reader how each touch, scent, taste, and sound affects her or him. Details that lure the reader in (hopefully!).

Do you have any advice for the budding erotic romance writer?
Toss those inhibitions out the bedroom window and dig in.

Where can readers find your books?
The Were Legends series can be found at Ellora’s Cave. Direct link to Were Blood:

Fatal Exposure, an award winning erotic romantic suspense, can be found at:

All my books can be found online at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and several other online stores.

Lia Slater thinks the world would be a better place if everyone read romance novels. There’s so much to learn from the storylines. Love. Loyalty. Confidence. Passion. Desire. Conflicts would be resolved with happy endings. And, of course, the sex would be mind-boggling.
Lia is well on her way to helping the world become a better place by writing steamy romance with heart-pounding emotion.
Thanks for having me!

If you’re an author of romance, spicy to erotic, and you’d to do a Writer with Sizzle interview on my blog, feel free to email me.
Lia Slater


Right Kind of Wrong by Chelsea Fine – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by the publisher. Enter to win a signed copy of Right Kind of Wrong.

Top 5 Most Embarrassing Moments
Chelsea Fine

1) The classic running-into-the-screen-door-and-falling-flat-on-your-back bit. Oh yes. I barreled full-speed into a nearly-invisible screen door at a friend’s pool party in the seventh grade. You know, the year where doing something embarrassing ruins your life. #Ididthat

2) There was the time I got locked in an airplane bathroom and started pounding on the door with panicked screams… until the attendant opened the door and calmly stated, “You need to pull the door to open it. Not push.” All the people seated by the bathroom stared at me like I was a crazy person. Which I was. This was last year. #forreal

3) And let’s not forget three years ago, when I wore a strapless maxi dress to the airport… and while the TSA agent was patting me down she accidentally yanked my dress down, and I flashed everyone standing in line behind me. #ohyeah Airports and airplanes are not places I’m cool.

4) Last month at a book signing, I was talking with my hands (like I do) and the pen I was holding… went flying out of my hand and smacked some poor girl in the face. It left a red mark. I profusely apologized and tried to explain that, yes, I’m just that klutzy and, no, she wasn’t the first person to suffer the wrath of my reckless hand-talking. #someoneshouldfireme

5) And lastly, two years ago I was seated on a panel at UtopYA and, when I opened my mouth to respond to a question…the gum I was chewing took flight and landed on a girl in the front row. #ick #Iknow Clearly, I need supervision when I’m in public.

If you’ve learned anything from this list it’s that… hanging around me is dangerous and could potentially get you stabbed with a pen or thwacked with chewed gum. It’s not safe, people. Not for me, not for airline attendants, not for TSA agents, and certainly not for innocent bystanders. Good grief. I should come with a warning label.

3_3 chelsea Fine_Right Kind of Wrong_TPSometimes wrong can feel oh so right . . .

Jenna Lacombe needs complete control, whether it’s in the streets . . . or between the sheets. So when she sets out on a solo road trip to visit her family in New Orleans, she’s beyond annoyed that the infuriatingly sexy Jack Oliver wants to hitch a ride with her. Ever since they shared a wild night together last year, he’s been trying to strip away her defenses one by one. He claims he’s just coming along to keep her safe-but what’s not safe for her is prolonged exposure to the tattooed hottie.

Jack can’t get Jenna out from under his skin. She makes him feel alive again after his old life nearly destroyed him-and losing her is not an option. Now Jack’s troubles are catching up to him, and he’s forced to return to his hometown in Louisiana. But when his secrets put them both in harm’s way, Jenna will have to figure out how far she’s willing to let love in . . . and how much she already has.

Enjoy an excerpt:

The way I felt about Jenna used to piss me off. I’ve never been one to need or even want a girl messing up my life. Just the opposite, in fact. The Lone Wolf role suited me well and I was perfectly content with my world of solitude. But Jenna came along and twisted everything up. She turned me inside out and made me feel complete in a way that made no sense. I fought the sentiment, of course. There’s no room for anyone in my messed up life—especially not a wild, stubborn, reckless girl like Jenna.

But fighting proved futile, and somewhat self-destructive, so I did what all good leaders do when they realize losing a battle could mean winning the war: I surrendered. Not to Jenna, exactly, but to the way she made me feel. It’s not a pretty or romantic thing. It’s a truth with scars and holes—and it commands me completely.

Does that make me weak? I used to think so. But then I see Jenna, still in the throes of a battle I’ve long since succumbed to, and I wonder which of us is stronger. Which of us sleeps well at night and which of us tosses in the moonlight.

Strength isn’t about what you can and cannot achieve. It’s about what you will and will not do in order to achieve. And on that, I know exactly where I stand.

Watching Jenna across the inn’s lobby, I take a deep breath and prepare for round two of what is sure to be a memorable—if not fatal—road trip back home.

“I’m ready when you are, diva!” I call out.

Complete agitation covers her face as she whips around with narrowed eyes and yells, “Don’t. Call. Me. DIVA!”

I grin. “It never gets old.”

“God!” she exclaims, thrusting her arms up again.

The look on her face is priceless. I could do this all day. I might, actually.

Wagging my eyebrows in an inappropriate manner, I slip back outside and let the door fall shut.

A moment later, the inn door flies open and Jenna stomps down the porch steps to meet me by the car. I quickly shove my phone in my pocket, wanting to put as much distance as possible between my present circumstances and the mess waiting for me back home, and climb into the car at the same time she does.

She’s huffing and puffing and cursing under her breath like a spoiled teenager, but when her eyes finally flick to mine there’s no hostility there, just impatience.

“You’re paying for all the gas,” she says, sliding a pair of dark sunglasses over her golden eyes. “And I mean every single drop.”

I lean back in the passenger seat, repressing the joyous satisfaction I feel at the haughtiness on her face. “Yes, ma’am.”

If buying Jenna’s gas keeps her safe by my side then I’ll purchase every last drop in the country. And then some.

About the Author: 3_3 Chelsea Fine Headshot 2Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona, where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She’s ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

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A Rebirth of Dystopian Literature

With the success of the Hunger Games series, we’ve seen a rebirth of the dystopian genre. In contemporary Young Adult (YA) dystopian literature, the backdrop is often a nebulous post-apocalyptic landscape where children are at the center of the story. It’s been a successful formula and has revitalized the genre. I hope the success of YA dystopia will motivate publishers to also revitalize contemporary adult-centered dystopia.

In some of the classic dystopia such as Orwell’s 1984 and Animal Farm, the major theme was totalitarianism. The fear of world dominance by a Soviet-style dictatorship was a real and tangible danger in Orwell’s time and the novels reflected those fears. They were cautionary tales that showed us the road signs that could lead to such a dystopian society. Aldous Huxley, writing a generation before Orwell wrote Brave New World, a cautionary tale about the dangers of scientific and social changes that were taking place in the 1920’s. Both Orwell and Huxley were social critics. They looked at their society with a critical eye and imagined a dystopian future based on what was going on around them.

In my novel Against Nature, I built a story based on the Orwell/Huxley model of contemporary road signs that may lead us down a wicked path. The news headlines in the years following 9/11 read like an Orwellian dystopia with tales of secret prisons, torture, extraordinary rendition, domestic spying, suspension of habeas corpus, military tribunals, ignoring the Geneva Convention, and wars built on falsified intelligence.

As a fiction writer, I didn’t have to imagine a post-apocalyptic landscape or Soviet-style take-over as a backdrop for a dystopian society. The news headlines provided me with plenty of material; all that was needed was a little imagination. My goal was to use contemporary events, add in some plausible fiction, and then blur the lines between them.

Based on our recent past, I wondered how we would react to a catastrophic event greater than a terrorist bombing or a broken levy. In Against Nature, I created a global pandemic: a disease without a cure and superimposed some of our post-9/11 reactions onto this new crisis. I added in the recent rise of Social Darwinists on the political scene and what came out the other end was a frightening and all too plausible dystopia in the spirit of Orwell and Huxley.

Writing in the dystopian genre takes a keen sense of the current landscape and a willingness to look critically at your own society. My catalyst in Against Nature was a global pandemic. At the heart of such a story line must be the vaccination plan. I wondered how we would dole out an experimental vaccine for a fatal and highly contagious disease that was spreading unabated across the globe. In a recent film about a global pandemic, the vaccine was doled out by lottery and the citizens lined up in such an orderly manner.

Would we really distribute an experimental vaccine in such an egalitarian way? In Against Nature, I wanted the vaccination plan to mirror our wealth distribution. We live in a society where one-percent of Americans control half the wealth of the entire nation and the bottom eighty-percent control only seven-percent. Is this inequality a sign of a healthy society? In a global pandemic, would we need to save everyone or only the top twenty-percent to preserve our national wealth and power? Would the Wall Street banker get the vaccine before the day laborer or the venture capitalist before an inner-city pre-school teacher?

In creating my vision of pandemic America, I used the story of the Titanic as a parable. I wondered how our society would behave if we began to list and take on water? Who would be in the lifeboat and who would perish in the icy waters? What are the road signs in our contemporary society that points us toward a potential dystopian future?

As a fiction writer you have to ask those types of questions and be willing to view the world through different lenses. To write a compelling dystopia, you have to be more than just a good storyteller; you also have to be a social critic. You have to look at your own society from outside the fishbowl and be willing to move away from your own comfort zone. You have to examine faith, gender, race and class from many perspectives and peel back the layers to expose the roots of our social structures. When you do that, you create a blended narrative that is quite complex. Fiction, like life, should be many shades of gray.

With Against Nature, I tried to avoid a predictable ending where everything is wrapped up in a tidy package and we feel hopeful that good has trumped evil and the poor all end up wealthy and self-actualized. A good narrative in any fiction genre should be more complicated than that. In the dystopia genre, it’s imperative that we see the reflection of our own society (warts and all) in the pages of the fantasy society. I think that’s the most important ingredient and that’s what I look for in dystopian literature. Sometimes we need that social self-reflection to shake us from our moorings. We need to be transported out of our fishbowl and look back in from a different perspective. It’s what makes the journey to the dystopian fantasy world worth the trip.

About the Author:

John Nelson is a retired Air Force Master Sergeant and former Special Forces Medic—Air Commando. His novel Against Nature is available as an eBook from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Apple iBooks and from the publisher.

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The U.S. is ground-zero for a mysterious global pandemic. The disease is highly infectious and kills its victims within two weeks of exposure. It’s neither bacteria nor a virus and all traditional treatment regimens have failed.

Serena Salus, a radical scientist, discovers the organism is an extraterrestrial dust mite brought to earth by a shuttle astronaut. The government contends it’s a genetically-engineered organism created on earth by enemies of freedom.

Dr. Salus uncovers a vile plan for distributing her experimental vaccine and finds herself in a deadly confrontation with powerful forces that’ll stop at nothing to control the distribution of her vaccine.