My Review: Dirty Rich Cinderella Story by Lisa Renee Jones

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A Cinderella up to a new sexy steamy level.

Bump! Bam and that kind of impact resulted in to an unforgettable encounter.

What a coincidence, they meet again and once again neither could think of anything or anyone else.

Do you still believe in a one night and no consequences?

Every romantic out there will want to read this emotional and very sexy steamy story nonstop till dawn, like me.


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Dirty Rich Cinderella Story

Title: Dirty Rich Cinderella Story
Author: Lisa Renee Jones
Release Date: May 23, 2018
A new sexy standalone from Lisa Renee Jones…
With only nine months left at Stanford, and despite being top of her law school class, Lori Havens takes leave to care for her sick mother. That means she juggles three jobs, the best of which is researcher for novelist, and syndicated columnist of “Cat Does Crime,” Cat Summer.
One evening after finishing up her work at Cat’s apartment building, Lori has an encounter with a sexy stranger, and does something out of character. She goes home with him. The night is perfect, he’s perfect, wealthy, powerful and from out of town. Morning comes, and despite their connection, Lori leaves before he finds out she’s far from the equal he believes her to be. She’s not a charity case and she’s not after his money. She will make her own. In other words, she leaves before her prince charming finds out she’s no princess.
Flash forward a few months, Lori’s mother is healing, and Cat’s husband, Reese, has merged his firm with another and Lori lands an internship there, with school credit and scholarship money.. Everything is falling into place. That is until fate reveals a wicked twist of events and Lori walks into a conference room to find her new boss, Cole Brooks, one of the partners, is her one-night prince charming. One sizzling shared look across a boardroom, and it’s clear: this man is not done with her. It’s not long before Lori is informed that she’ll be working high profile cases with her one night prince charming which will require long nights and travel, starting immediately.
I own you.

With those words, my words, my intent in the air, and my fingers still tangled in Lori’s hair, I kiss her, a deep, possessive kiss meant to claim her, take her, make her mine, if only for this night. And she knows it too, because when my lips part hers, she pants out, “No one owns me.”
“Then, sweetheart, you’ve never been properly fucked.” I slide my hands under her jacket, settling my palms on her shoulders.
“I guess that depends on how you define properly.”
I turn her to face in the opposite direction, dragging the jacket down her arms and tangling it around her wrists, and then I lean in close. “As dirty as possible,” I promise. “And with you on my tongue, in as many ways as we both find possible.”
“Is this how you own me?” she demands. “By binding my arms?”
“As much as I’d like to have you at my mercy, sweetheart,” I say, tossing the jacket aside, and turning her to face me, “I’m selfish enough to want your hands and mouth fully available, in any way, shape, or place you so choose to use them.” I walk us backward, toward the oversized chair made perfectly for the kind of hot, wild fuck in our near future, before my hands fall from her waist. “I want to watch you undress.”
“When do you undress?” she challenges.
“We have one condom, sweetheart. Let’s make it last. Undress for me, Lori.”
Her teeth scrape her bottom lip, and for just a moment, her eyes cut, but not before I see the flicker of nerves in her stare. And right then, I know that I’ve read her accurately up to this point. I know that her control is both a necessity and a wall that protects her. I know that no one has made it safe for her to leave those things at the door. No one has ever seen her really truly naked and the only way that happens, is to do exactly what I’m doing. Push her out of her comfort zone, pull her into the moment, where she forgets the walls, and lives nowhere but here in the moment. That’s the place where nothing exists but the two of us.
Her eyes meet mine again, and I see the decision in them. She’s not going to run like she did on the street tonight. She unzips her skirt, and caresses it down her slender, but curvy hips. It pools at her feet, and she kicks it aside, allowing me to admire her long legs in lacy thigh-high hose, my gaze catching on the slender strip of lace in the vee of her body.
Her fingers catch on the hem of her blouse, and she tries to hide the small, inhaled breath of courage she draws before pulling it and her loose bra over her head. She tosses it, and stands before me, creamy pale perfection in nothing but silk and lace, her breasts high, full, nipples puckered to a pretty pink that will soon be in my mouth. “You’re beautiful,” I say. “Come here.”
“Quid pro quo,” she declares. “I’m naked, you’re naked.”
We’re still doing the push and pull, but I don’t mind, not when my mouth is soon to be all over her body, which means her mouth will soon be all over my body. I don’t want her kneeling before me unless it’s to put her mouth on my cock. That’s not my goal, not this time, at least. It’s to own her, and that means she is so damn present, she can’t think, she can only feel. That takes trust and I decide to meet her halfway. I sit down and take off a shoe, showing it to her before setting it down.
“So now I get a socked foot?” she teases, and I can feel a hint of her tension easing away, her comfort in her own skin begins to settle into place. I can feel her easing into me and the night, letting me glimpse the real woman, not the stranger.
And I find that I surprise myself by how much I want to know this woman, not just fuck her.
“The pants don’t come off with the shoes on,” I tell her, and by the time I’ve removed the second shoe, she’s standing in front of me, every creamy white, naked inch of her. She grabs it and tosses it.
“Now the pants,” she orders, making it clear that she’s no submissive, that she can hold her own, and I fucking love it. “Or the shirt.”
I reach for her hips and walk her between my legs. “You’ve distracted me,” I tell her, my lips brushing her belly, my tongue drawing a circle. She trembles beneath my mouth, and I glance up at her. “You’re owned when you can think of nothing but the person you’re with. Nothing but what they might do to you now, and in the next moment.” I twine the string at her hips in my fingers. “Or where they might lick, kiss, or touch.” I drag her panties down her legs and then lower my mouth to her sex, where I let my breath tease her. “Tell me to lick you,” I order.
Her fingers curl around the material over my shoulders. “No.”
I bite my bottom lip and shake my head. “That’s too bad, because I really wanted to know how you taste.” I nip her hip and when she gives a surprised yelp I lave the wound with my tongue, glancing up at her. “Do you want me to—?”
“Say it, Lori…”
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series.
In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling WHITE LIES and LILAH LOVE series.
Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.


He might kiss like trouble, but this is one night

and trouble can’t touch me tomorrow.

Until I learn he’s my new boss.

But one look across the boardroom and it’s clear:

This man is not done with me.


the next standalone in the sexy Dirty Rich series

by New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones

is out on May 23rd!



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Review: Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors
Behind Closed Doors by Lisa Renee Jones

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Lisa Renee Jones is one of my favourite authors to read.
So three years ago I’ve started reading Behind Closed Doors at Storage Treasures
because I couldn’t get enough, it was free at the time, but only a few chapters.

I was so happy to know after some dates and formats change, it became a full novel
and Ella from Careless whispers was in it but now, some of her secrets were revealed! What?

“A Storage Unit Bought. A secret found. Passion. Danger.”

What else could you want? A NetGalley gift to review for sure! Yay!

Buying a storage unit, brings Skye an unexpected excitement to her dull life.
She finds a key to a locker in a bus station, a mysterious note and a poker chip.

Skye and Jason meet under some interesting, yet dangerous kind of moment.
Maybe there’s not enough time for the couple to experience much because the storyline moves rapidly. But guess what? I love the way it’s going.

The plot is entertaining. The impulsive invitation to join a poker tournament in Vegas,
sets inner struggles and fears in Skye.

The constant need for spontaneous to stir her life in another direction and this sudden yet dangerous attraction, Mr. Trouble, a mystery of a man although very sweet, can she trust him?

Skye sure couldn’t get inside his head. Yet she was testing his limits since they first met.

Ella is another exciting part of this standalone and we learn more about who she was before she lost her memory. (I’m very curious now).

The Author is really good about keeping you guessing until the end, love it.
Engaging and intriguing. While this book has characters from other series, did I say it’s a standalone yet? You won’t get lost and I highly recommend it!

ARC received in exchange for an honest review.

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Behind Closed Doors by Lisa Renee Jones


Behind Closed Doors is out

and it’s NOT A RE-ISSUE

Audio and ebook!

Sadly everyone thinks this book is a re-issue but it is not.

The first three chapters were done on line for free three years ago and everyone is confused. It’s now 85k and I am so sad that it seems no one is going to read it!

But the dates and formats changed several times and that and the long wait for the full novel have just confused people….but that said — Ella from Careless whispers is in it and some of her secrets revealed!


A Storage Unit Bought. A secret found. Passion. Danger. Passion! #storagewars

The FREE serial novella that started at Storage Treasures is now a 85k full novel! StorageTreasures @storagetreasure #dandotson#storagetreasures


A storage unit bought. A secret. Passion. Danger.


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Review: All of Me

All of Me
All of Me by Lisa Renee Jones

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Amazing writing as always, the author has a particular way of describing the characters emotions and enter twin them with the past and present through Rebecca’s journals.

Wow Rebecca’s Journals, how I’ll miss them. I was so used to listen to her thoughts…

No one finds her, that’s so sad, heartbreaking…
I can’t believe this is going and going without relief! And Mark… I still want more from Mark… and I still hate Crystal…

Chris and Sara, well, last book, a conclusion, unnecessary if you asked me… more of the same.

The best suspenseful romance I’ve read so far, that takes you into a world which does exist, feels real and it will always be missed in my own world.

Although every single character even secondary ones, show a growth in many levels… some things are left to our imagination. Not the conclusion I’d want.

But a great series. I recommend it!


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Review: I Belong to You

I Belong to You
I Belong to You by Lisa Renee Jones

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I keep falling for Mark!

We finally learn so much more about him and why he is the way he is. Loved this part of the book.

But we get him out of himself behaving so much differently and with Crystal,
someone I don’t want to like… Yeah I don’t like Miss Smith! So it was a bit difficult to me…

The characters, Crystal and Rebecca seemed much alike. And I missed Chris and Sara, a lot.

I had hoped this book was going a different direction, it was so long, but no. Crazy huh?

Mark left the Master in San Francisco, along with Allure and the club.

What hurts the most is that he left Rebecca too with this HEA nonsense at the end. His way of heeling…

Although I’m not liking where the story goes, it ‘s well written as always

and I’m curious for the next, but not that excited!


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