Tuesday, December 13, 2016

[Release Day Blitz + Review] Jaded Hearts by Harper Sloan



 Signing with Brighthouse Records was supposed to be everything we ever wanted—our better life. Our chance at everything we never had but always wanted. All our dreams would finally come true and we were on top of the world. It was our chance at the happiness we never had in life.

Our every desire was at our fingertips and the power of that feeling was all consuming. But then it took every dream we thought would come true and it slapped us in the face with the cold hard reality.

Dreams were just that…something that floated on the cusp of untouchable, taunting you with every graze of your fingertips before slipping even further away.

Happiness…that feeling is a joke.

In the end it became painfully obvious that each of us would always have each other, but we would forever be alone.




5 Stars!

Harper Sloan will always be a top five, go-to favorite author for me. I fell hard and fast for her guys and gals in the Corps Security series. That series... will always be a re-read for me. And on top of that, rock star romances are totally my thing... my weakness... so hello two for one deal here! And a little secret? Harper did NOT disappoint!

Jaded Hearts is the first new standalone book in the brand new hot and enticing Loaded Replay series. In this book, we are introduced to one hot rock band, the girl who leads them all, the guys who are her life, and the story of their lives. First on the block in Wrenlee... this is her story and man does she have one to tell.

He's the bodyguard. She's the talent.
One moment and one chance... nothing will ever be the same.

Full of steam, suspense, passion, intensity, twists, turns... get ready for the book of your dreams and one he!! of a journey. The chemistry between Wren and Chance... off the charts scorching and intoxicating! The moment these two met, I knew I was done for and so were they. Captivating... yeah get ready for smoking kindles and squirming in your seat.

Chance and Wren... they are going to come in like a thief in the night and stole your heart just like they did mine. The love and passion I felt for this story and for these two characters was unexpected yet totally welcomed but man.... did Harper really amp up her game and in my opinion, gave me the best book she has written to date.

You can never go wrong with this author and her books. For a little back story before reading this book, you can go back and read, no devour the Corps Security series (which is crazy hot and delicious) but honestly, this book reads as an amazing standalone.

I highly recommend this book.

5 Stars!

I was pulled right into this story. This story contains suspense, love, heartbreak, danger, and pain.

I recommend reading the other books that tie into this series before reading this one...
Axel (Corps Security, #1)
Cage (Corps Security, #2)
Beck (Corps Security, #3)
Uncaged (Corps Security, #3.5)
Cooper (Corps Security, #4)
Locke (Corps Security #5)
Unexpected Fate (Hope Town #1)
Bleeding Love (Hope Town #2)
When I'm With You (Hope Town #3)

This is Wren and Chance's story. Wren is the lean singer in the Loaded Replay band. Her and the other 4 band members which include her twin brother Wes have overcome issues in their childhood. They are successful but are they all happy? Wren is not. When Wren is threated her fellow band mates just want to make sure she is protected. They hired their own bodyguards outside of the record company’s ones. Chance is part of the Corps Security. He is in charge of keeping the band safe but also Wren’s personal bodyguard. Chace and Wren have great chemistry and the back and forth they play will keep you turning the pages. Can Chance and Wren make a go of it or will danger come knocking before they get to try?

We all know how well Harper weaves a story so be prepared for totally alpha hotness, suspense, danger, edge of your seat story, great chemistry, hot sexy bedroom scenes, funny back and forth, and an allover great love story.

I felt I was able to connect with the characters and the story was a great read.

Highly recommend this book and can’t wait for more of this series.


Goddamn, that smile is dangerous.
Who am I kidding?  He is dangerous. 
I do my best to ignore him, but it’s impossible.  The steady brush of his arm against where mine is resting on our shared armrest constantly reminds me how much my body wants his touch.  The scent of his delicious cologne hits my senses, making me want to climb in his lap and rub my face over his chest to get a potent lungful of it. 
I can’t even remember the last time I was this horny, which is pathetically sad, since it was probably around the same time I actually got laid.  Years.  I think.  Close to three.  Maybe that’s why I’m a hot mess lately.   I turn my head to study the side of his face and wonder if I can use this situation to my advantage.  I mean, after all, we are in a ‘relationship’ now.
He turns and gives me a questioning arch of his dark brows, but I brush it off in favor of playing Disney Emoji Blitz on my phone. 
By the time we had hit cruising altitude, I could hear the other men around me snoring away but not Chance.  He’s fiddling with his phone, completely ignorant of the fact I’m about to start humping his leg.
“Excuse me,” I breathily say, unbuckling my belt and standing to move around him.  I stand there, my head bent slightly because of the overhead, and wait.  He doesn’t move, though.  Instead, he drops his phone to his lap and gives me his complete attention; his eyes even dance a little like he’s finding this whole damn thing funny.  “Excuse me,” I repeat, no longer breathy, and seconds away from coming. 
No, that’s a lie.  I’m still breathy and very much seconds away from soaking my panties even more than they already are.
His large hands grab my hips, and he guides me down on his lap with no resistance from my treacherous body.
“Not what I meant,” I say through clenched teeth, trying to sound harsh and offended, but I just sound dazed and turned on.  I wiggle in his hold, trying to get free, but he’s too strong for me.
He leans up in his seat, his chest hitting my back and buries his face in my neck.  I’m sure anyone who saw us would see a loving couple who just can’t keep their hands to themselves.  He’s playing a dangerous game, though, because the second the solid, hard length of him presses against my backside, I forget this is supposed to be a game and squirm a little more.  His teeth nip at my shoulder at the same time his groan hits my ears.
“Stop moving, Wren,” he demands, tightening his fingers on my hips.
“You’re the one who put me on your lap.”  I curl my fingers over the empty seat in front of me and squeeze my eyes shut when I feel him growing harder under me.
“Yeah, because the flight attendant who just walked by had her phone out and pointed right at us.  She’s doing a shit job of making it look like she’s doing something with her paperwork.”  His hand comes off my hip, and he cups my jaw, turning my head to the side just when I was about to look up at where I last saw the attendant, forcing me to shift until all it would take is me throwing one leg over his body to be face-to-face.  “Do not look at her,” he stresses; the sudden movement of twisting my body makes me bounce slightly in his lap, rubbing my legging-clad ass against his erection.  His eyes drop to my mouth where I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and groan.
“Give me a reason not to look,” I dare him.
“You don’t want to go down that road, Wren.  I’ll protect you from the world, but you need to protect yourself from me.”
“No one is asking you to.”
Not even knowing if we’re still being watched, I twist my torso the rest of the way, pulling my legs up until they’re bent at his stomach between us.  Now that I’m facing him completely, I bring my hands up to curl them both around his shoulders before dragging them up to wrap around the corded muscles at the sides of his neck.  His nostrils flare, but he doesn’t stop me.  I give him the chance, but it never comes.  Dropping my head, I press my lips to his.  I explore his lips with small pecks and little licks of my tongue, learning his mouth before pressing more firmly.  He sucks in a breath when I open my mouth and slowly drag the tip of my tongue over his bottom lip.
And then his control snaps.
His hands—still at my hips—lift me effortlessly until my legs are no longer folded between us, but now digging into the hard armrests with my knees pushing into his thighs, my back hitting the seat in front of me.  His mouth opens, and his tongue meets mine, no hesitation whatsoever, as he deepens the kiss.
Our breathing echoes around us, making it sound like everyone on this plane could hear us, but I know it’s just because our faces are so close.  I let out a moan, one that he swallows, that turns into a whine when he pulls back.
“That can’t happen again,” he softly scolds, just as breathless as I am.
What the hell?  I might not have been into this whole fake-boyfriend-slash-bodyguard thing before, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to take advantage of the situation.  Especially now that I know how alive he makes me feel.  Three years since I had pleasure from anything other than my own hand, and if that kiss is anything to go by, what Chance could make me feel is ten times more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt in my whole life. 
I’m not passing that up.
No fucking way.
“We’ll see about that.” 




Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand.

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