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Blog Tour and Giveaway: Aced: Ella Frank And Brooke Blaine

ACED
Ella Frank and Brooke Blaine
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M/M Romance
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From Ella Frank’s Sunset Cove series and Brooke Blaine’s L.A. Liaisons series comes a scorchingly hot novel that blends humor, passion, and romance.

What happens when these two worlds collide?

Ace Locke is Hollywood’s hottest action hero. Women across the globe fling their panties in his direction, but Ace isn’t interested in those—he’s more of a boxer briefs kind of guy. Specifically, those of the nearly naked male model on a billboard he drives past every day.

Though he recently made headlines for his public coming out, Ace is wary about pursuing a relationship, fearing what the court of public opinion will do to his career. But there’s something in the model’s expression that intrigues him and has him wondering what if?

Dylan Prescott just scored his biggest modeling campaign yet. One that has him plastered all over L.A. in not much more than what he was born with. And when he’s cast in Ace’s latest blockbuster, it puts him in close proximity to his ultimate fantasy.

Outwardly confident, Dylan has no problem with his sexuality or his pretty-boy looks, and uses both to his advantage to get what he wants. And what he wants is the impossible—Ace Locke.



“WAS THIS YOUR plan?” he asked, his voice low and husky. “Invite me over…get me in your bedroom…”
My racing heart could’ve answered that question for him it was beating so hard, and I almost wished it would, since being this close had every thought fleeing my brain. Especially when he leaned in like he was going to whisper in my ear, his words a silky breath across my chin.
“What happens next?” Dylan fingered the buckle of my belt, and I immediately reached down to still his hand.
“Hang on a second,” I said, and could feel my chest tightening at what he was implying. Jesus, I wanted this so bad, wanted him so bad, yet at the same time I was utterly terrified.
“No,” Dylan said, removing his hand from mine. I caught my breath as he slid his finger over the buckle once again. “Not this time. You have a nasty habit of starting things and never quite finishing them, Ace Locke.”
His teasing tone made me want to kiss the smirk off his face, but I was caught between all the things I wanted to do and everything I’d always held myself back from.
“Kind of like yesterday in your car. You corner me somewhere and then seem to think better of it.” As Dylan angled his head to the side, he slipped his fingers behind the buckle and took a step backward. “Why is that?”
His fingers had frozen in place, and I knew if I wanted anything else beyond this to happen, I needed to say something—and fast. So I said the first thing that came to mind: “Because you make me fucking forget myself.”
Clearly that answer was more than okay by the man whose fingers had now tightened around the top off my pants, because Dylan continued moving backward, this time drawing me with him until his back was against my bedroom wall and I was crowding him in.
“And this is a bad thing?” he asked, and even in the darkness of the room I knew his eyes were on mine.
“No…” I said, and took in a shaky breath before admitting, “It’s a dangerous thing.”
“So this”—Dylan pulled the end of my belt from its loop—“would be too dangerous.”
I cursed under my breath as he tugged my hips closer, and his other hand went to the side of my neck. His thumb grazed my lower lip, and instantly it took me back to the first time I’d seen him, seen that same thumb brushing against his lip, and I let out a soft moan.
“Just a taste,” he whispered, his head angling toward mine. “That wouldn’t be too dangerous. Right?” He didn’t wait for me to respond before his mouth skimmed the line of my jaw. As I held my breath, he planted light, feathery kisses down my neck, and I had to put a hand on the wall to steady myself.
“I think it’d be very fucking dangerous,” I said, but I didn’t move away. No way in hell was I going anywhere, no matter how many red flags were waving, telling me I was going too far. I wanted this, wanted him, and only the devil himself could drag me away.
Dylan’s lips left my neck and he leaned back to look me in the eye. “So stop me.”
I shook m“WAS THIS YOUR plan?” he asked, his voice low and husky. “Invite me over…get me in your bedroom…”
My racing heart could’ve answered that question for him it was beating so hard, and I almost wished it would, since being this close had every thought fleeing my brain. Especially when he leaned in like he was going to whisper in my ear, his words a silky breath across my chin.
“What happens next?” Dylan fingered the buckle of my belt, and I immediately reached down to still his hand.
“Hang on a second,” I said, and could feel my chest tightening at what he was implying. Jesus, I wanted this so bad, wanted him so bad, yet at the same time I was utterly terrified.
“No,” Dylan said, removing his hand from mine. I caught my breath as he slid his finger over the buckle once again. “Not this time. You have a nasty habit of starting things and never quite finishing them, Ace Locke.”
His teasing tone made me want to kiss the smirk off his face, but I was caught between all the things I wanted to do and everything I’d always held myself back from.
“Kind of like yesterday in your car. You corner me somewhere and then seem to think better of it.” As Dylan angled his head to the side, he slipped his fingers behind the buckle and took a step backward. “Why is that?”
His fingers had frozen in place, and I knew if I wanted anything else beyond this to happen, I needed to say something—and fast. So I said the first thing that came to mind: “Because you make me fucking forget myself.”
Clearly that answer was more than okay by the man whose fingers had now tightened around the top off my pants, because Dylan continued moving backward, this time drawing me with him until his back was against my bedroom wall and I was crowding him in.
“And this is a bad thing?” he asked, and even in the darkness of the room I knew his eyes were on mine.
“No…” I said, and took in a shaky breath before admitting, “It’s a dangerous thing.”
“So this”—Dylan pulled the end of my belt from its loop—“would be too dangerous.”
I cursed under my breath as he tugged my hips closer, and his other hand went to the side of my neck. His thumb grazed my lower lip, and instantly it took me back to the first time I’d seen him, seen that same thumb brushing against his lip, and I let out a soft moan.
“Just a taste,” he whispered, his head angling toward mine. “That wouldn’t be too dangerous. Right?” He didn’t wait for me to respond before his mouth skimmed the line of my jaw. As I held my breath, he planted light, feathery kisses down my neck, and I had to put a hand on the wall to steady myself.
“I think it’d be very fucking dangerous,” I said, but I didn’t move away. No way in hell was I going anywhere, no matter how many red flags were waving, telling me I was going too far. I wanted this, wanted him, and only the devil himself could drag me away.
Dylan’s lips left my neck and he leaned back to look me in the eye. “So stop me.”
I shook my head. “No.”



Okay. So you take two hot men introduced in two different series by two different authors, put them together, and BOOM! 

Ace Locke is Hollywood's hottest action superstar. He's sexy, charming, extremely popular, and newly out. But everyone is waiting to see who he will choose as his new male companion so he is trying to stay out of the lime light and has not pursued any relationships.

Dylan Prescott is a new hot model with a sexy billboard tempting L.A. drivers--including Ace on his morning commute. There is something about him that gets Ace's motor running. But when he turns up on Ace's new movie set in his first film role, it is quite a surprise...and sparks start flying.

There is a fun dance of dominance between these two. At first Dylan is awed and unsure as Ace is the cocky, big man on set that has played a role in Dylan's fantasies. But soon Dylan discovers that he can surprise and get reactions out of Ace and finds his own moxy and mouth. Dylan is unfiltered, flirty, friendly, and confident in his sexuality. It does not take long before he is no  longer intimidated by Ace. Dylan has the ability to push Ace into being more reckless. But Ace is used to being locked down and cautious due to fear of public scrutiny.

Both of these guys have strong reactions to each other and realize that getting closer can be dangerous to both their hearts and reputations. I enjoyed the ever changing dynamics between them. They often changed the lead on who was flirty, bossy, naughty, sweet, or more dominant. They both had a good sense of humor and shared fun banter and flirtations. But they also both had issues with trust, opening up, and letting go of their fears. Each of them had their own insecurities and at times would wonder what they did to deserve the other. I loved when their vulnerability and softer sides showed.

Together they share adventures, fantasies, and stolen moments. Ace especially sweeps Dylan off his feet at times. While Dylan might be the one person who Ace lets see the real him. But they have to protect themselves and each other to avoid publicity and chaos. I truly liked both Ace and Dylan. They were both dynamic and interesting and had such hot chemistry and an intense connection.  There was some definite hot and naughty M/M loving happening and some very interesting scenes. There were some situations that took me by surprise,  and it was also fun trying to pick up little details that were important to the big picture. 

This was fast-paced, fun,  hot, steamy, dirty, and had just enough  underlying emotional issues to give it depth. At the core of their relationship was the need to be truly open and trust in order to forge a real and honest connection. They have their own internal issues and interpersonal ones between them to navigate. But it is one thing to manage them while hiding out in their little bubble, they have a lot of outside influences watching and waiting for them to drop their guard. 

You do not have to read either Ella Frank's Sunset Cove series or Brooke Blaine's L.A. Liaisons to read Aced. Their story can stand alone from those series, but it is fun to see some cameos from other books. I enjoyed getting both of these swoon-worthy guy's points of view. I cannot decide which one of them is my favorite. And although it was written by two different authors, Ella and Brooke's styles blended naturally and it flowed seamlessly. I was not ready for this one to end, and I am looking forward to more with both of these authors.

I was gifted a copy in exchange for an honest review.

Ella Frank's Sunset Cove Series


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Brooke Blaine's L.A Liaisons Series



Ella Frank


Ella Frank is the author of the #1 Bestselling Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, Sex Addict. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”

A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction and lives with her husband in Portland, OR.


You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her 'quiet time.' Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.

Brooke enjoys writing sassy contemporary romance, whether in the form of comedy, suspense, or erotica. The latter has scarred her conservative Southern family for life, bless their hearts. 

If you'd like to get in touch with her, she's easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that's dominated her cell phone for ten years.

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