LIVE: Converge (the new and updated version of The Rental)

LIVE! The new cover and updated book is available!

Converge v2 - Rebecca Berto (prev. rental)SMALLThis is the same story but there are new scenes and the book has been updated in general. I love this version. (I even think you should read it again if you already read the original The Rental.)

I’ve contacted Amazon to make this update available to people who’ve already purchased the old edition (nee The Rental).

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I’ll keep you updated about the release of the sequel to Converge, which is now titled, COMBUST! ♡

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Converge update! (the new version of The Rental)

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Getting super close now! I’m hoping that in the next few days the new version of Converge (nee The Rental) will be live at retailers to download!

It has all new scenes, deleted old content, and the story is basically an enhanced version of the old one, so the core of it remains an erotic love story between Rick and Vee.

You don’t need to re-read this version, but I recommend you do because it’s awesome. ;) I’ll be contacting Amazon to make a free update available to all those who’ve already purchased the old version of The Rental.

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Cover reveal and a sneak peek!

~ P A R T  O N E  O F  P O S T ~

Hi, lovelies! How are you? First of all, here’s the revamped cover to the formerly known prequel, (book #0.5) The Masquerade. It’s now just Masquerade. The content in this book is mostly the same. Just some very minor updating. Without further ado, here is the pretty!

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*Squeals* I love that this cover looks sexier. The darkness to it is symbolic of the dark kind of sexiness this book is about. What do you think? Don’t be shy to share your thoughts in the comments whether you agree or disagree with me.


~ P A R T  T W O  O F  P O S T ~

Wow, TONNES of writing done today! I think it’s time I make another announcement. Some of you may already know that I’m working on a revision. Well, The Rental will be updated with the new title, CONVERGE!!

Here is a sneak peek of the new cover! Let’s play a game. Guess the BODY PARTS! hehe 👄👂👃👀😏

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Hey all! It’s going to be a busy time for me in the next couple of months! A lot of you have asked and wondered about The Reversal (sequel to The Rental). I’m finally at a stage where I can share a few details–but not too many yet! I swear I will when I am able to.

  1. Yes, I am working on The Reversal right now, but see 2.
  2. I am renaming, rebranding, rewriting and giving new covers to this series. What does this mean for the books? Vee and Rick and the characters will still be there and so will the story, but the content is changing. Why is it changing? As this series unfolds, I am uncovering loads of potential. I want to make changes in The Rental that will set it up in a better way for its sequel than it iscurrently written.The Rental and The Reversal will feature new and enhanced content, and The Masquerade: a prequel will mostly remain the same on the inside although its changes will mimic the other two books for the same “look”.
  3. That name change … Look out for the new names that I will reveal in the near future. Each book cover will have a small subtitle to indicate which book was named what from the old titles.
  4. I am in the very early stages of co-writing a new book with another author. *cue squeals* Sorry to be a tease–or am I? ;) I can’t wait for this, you guys!

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For the first time since Pulling Me Under I am taking time to research a specific disorder/disease for my #‎ForbiddenLoveProject. I always invest as much of my capabilities I can into each story. Can’t wait to get started but the best things take time. I’ll be proud to say that about this novel. Waiting is hard, especially when a writer is bursting at the seams with a story in their mind, but I know this will be worth it.

I might just tear myself with all these emotions! But I will do it for the cause. #believeinthepowerofstory

Book review : “Confess” by Colleen Hoover

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Author: Colleen Hoover

Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

Publication date: March 10, 2015

My ratingNovel Girl - 5 stars


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Book Description

From #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover, a new novel about risking everything for love—and finding your heart somewhere between the truth and lies.

Auburn Reed has her entire life mapped out. Her goals are in sight and there’s no room for mistakes. But when she walks into a Dallas art studio in search of a job, she doesn’t expect to find a deep attraction to the enigmatic artist who works there, Owen Gentry.

For once, Auburn takes a risk and puts her heart in control, only to discover Owen is keeping major secrets from coming out. The magnitude of his past threatens to destroy everything important to Auburn, and the only way to get her life back on track is to cut Owen out of it.

The last thing Owen wants is to lose Auburn, but he can’t seem to convince her that truth is sometimes as subjective as art. All he would have to do to save their relationship is confess. But in this case, the confession could be much more destructive than the actual sin…

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WOAF. This is Colleen Hoover at her best! Along with her trademark gut-wrenching emotional style, Confess has the added wow factor with real life confessions from fans submitted to Colleen Hoover, which have been used within the story.

This is an amazing original storyline for an otherwise flooded New Adult market that has many similar stories. And New Adult is great at times for that reason as you have plenty to choose from, but sometimes someone takes a chance like Hoover has and it blows you away. She captured me with the originality. He’s an artist with life-changing trouble brewing. She’s a strong woman with a terrible past who still comes through fragile despite putting on a brave front. Their stories may seem familiar, but it’s part of the Hoover charm. You can connect to the characters even when the story turns out so much more different than you expected. They have one heck of a story that unfolds — which i won’t go into detail as it’ll tell far too much.

“I’m scared I’ll never feel this again with anyone else,” I whisper.
He squeezes my hands. “I’m scared you will.”

Now I hope this isn’t too late to back up a bit and talk about my reading habits. I’m a slow reader for an author and book lover. Typically I read books in 1-3 weeks. I read this in a little over 24 hours. Why? I simply could not stop. Every chapter leaves you a little more breathless and on edge. At every turn things get worse and better at the same time. Damn that Hoover! I am a super picky and frustrated reader. I pick apart every little thing and one issue can distract me so much I sometimes put down stories. Yet in Confess I was far too invested to put the book down and space it out as I usually have to do. I’m not going to lie and say it ended with all the little bits and bobbles making sense and to my liking, but I can honestly say that they didn’t factor at all into my rating of this book. It’s a solid 5 star read for me, and I cherish those. I don’t have many true 5 star reads these days.

“I love you so much.” His voice is breathless and full of fear. “I’ll love you forever. Even when I can’t.” My tears fall harder at his words. “And I’ll love you forever. Even when I shouldn’t.”

This book gave me hope and made me cherish the human condition. I loved and learnt. And i think i just made some new friends (and enemies) in 306 pages. For real, you guys. Confess is everything we book lovers crave in a fictional story — nothing about it feels fake at all.

“Some secrets should never turn into confessions. I know that better than anyone.”

It’s like peering into a part of the world yet undiscovered and it’s all your secret to keep.

“I’ll love you forever. Even when I can’t.”

Highly recommended!

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Book review : “Writing Plots with Drama, Depth & Heart: Nail Your Novel” by Roz Morris

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Author: Rox Morris

Genre: Writing, Research & Publishing Guides

Publication date: January 5, 2015

My ratingNovel Girl - 5 stars


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Book Description

What keeps a reader curious? It’s the story. You might have a dazzling prose voice and plausible characters, but if they don’t do anything, the reader is likely to lose interest.

So where do you find story ideas? How do you make them into a captivating read?

Do you know what genre you are best suited to write? What is literary fiction and how do you write that? How will you give your book depth without seeming preachy or bringing the plot to a standstill?

What are the hidden patterns that ply the reader’s emotions, regardless of your genre or style? How can you use them with originality? If you want to write a story that breaks the usual conventions, how do you do it?

Whatever type of novel you want to write, this book will show you, in down-to-earth tutorials, games and exercises.

Use it before you write and when revising, to diagnose your story’s strengths and weaknesses, to decide how to begin, what to put in the middle, how it should end. If you’ve had feedback from critique partners and editors, use it to decode what’s really wrong – instead of what they think might be.

Most of all, use it to find out where you already have spellbinding plot material. Discover where your best ideas are hiding and how to tell stories with drama, depth and heart.

By a bestselling ghostwriter, literary author, creative coach and book doctor.

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I have a “Best Everrr” shelf on Goodreads and I haven’t added a new book to it for 8.5 months — that is until a minute ago when i added this one. It’s reserved for books that are more than five stars, books I would happily read twice (as a rule of thumb I dislike re-reading books), and ones that went above and beyond what i hoped and expected.

I loved Writing Plots With Drama, Depth & Heart: Nail Your Novel, as it states the basics you’d expect in a ToC but then it feels written in a personal way, easy to connect to, and really reaches out to find a way to make the reader understand the content in a way they can readily apply to their own work.

I won’t delete this book from my Kindle for a while although I delete most books after I finish. I’ve bookmarked some pages that I will reference often and am finally relieved I’ve found information that I’ve been hoping to have for revision/editing phases of writing my books.

This book is a good all rounder yet avoids the Jack Of All Trades trap. There are minimal sections you’d skip if you were an experienced writer and beginners could easily understand it.

I highly recommend this investment if you’re a writer. We never stop learning, so why stunt your writerly growth? :)


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Book review : “Bad Romeo” by Leisa Rayven

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Author: Leisa Rayven

Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

Publication date: December 23, 2014

My ratingNovel Girl - 4.5 stars


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Book Description

When Cassie Taylor met Ethan Holt at acting school, sparks flew. She was the good girl actress. He was the bad boy about campus. But one fated casting choice for Romeo and Juliet changed it all. Like the characters they were playing, Cassie and Ethan’s romance seemed destined. Until he broke her heart and betrayed her trust. Now the A-list heartthrob is back in her life and turning her world around. One touch at a time.

Cast as romantic leads once again, they’re forced to confront raw memories of the heartbreaking lows and pulse-pounding highs of their secret college affair. But they’ll also discover that people who rub each other the wrong way often make the best sparks.

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I write this minutes after finishing, emotions scrambled, eyes blurry (not from crying—it’s not that kind of read) and heart pumping. Bad Romeo was a long book (my kindle location seemed to suggest it was almost twice as long as most novels). I’m not fast reader, but in my own way I read this fast! I didn’t ever feel it dragging despite the length. Mentally I was doing fist pumps because I got to read and read and read without it ending too soon.

This is a love/hate romance, one that’s quite dysfunctional, loaded with a buttload of chemistry between our leads, Cassie and Ethan.

Come the end of the novel I was scrambling hoping for even more, hoping that everything would work out. I don’t put spoilers in my reviews, so you’ll have to make do without me satisfying you with an answer on that latter point. ;)

This bit . . .

“It’s like we’re oil and vinegar. No matter how much we shake each other up, we’re never going to blend.”

“Cassie,” she says, giving me her best heed-the-pearls-of-wisdom-I’m-about-to-impart expression, “you forget that even though oil and vinegar don’t blend, they still make delicious salad dressing.”

. . . perfectly describes the tone and storyline of the book. Cassie and Ethan butt heads. They act and think differently, they have different types of history (him with wayyyy much baggage) and together they pretty much shake each other up until breaking point. And, yes, by that stage they felt like what a fiercely shaken bottle of oil and vinegar looks like (if that makes any sense).

The angst in this book is off the charts. Like whoah, Colleen Hoover high. I was pretty much sweating, shaking and jumping in my seat begging for them to work out already!!! 

I bet if he entered his penis in a competition, it would win “Best in Show” and he could walk around with a giant blue ribbon stuck to his crotch.

If I asked nicely, I wonder if he’d use his pretty penis to remove my pesky virginity.

The novel is told from two times: when they first meet when Cassie, the main character, is nineteen and then three years later after he broke her heart and they spent all that time apart. Until now. They are the leads in a play together like they were three years ago.

The novel builds with rising angst because of their love/hate relationship, which brings me to the less awesome parts (which aren’t terrible, just drove me a bit insane). I felt that Ethan pushed back at Cassie way more than he should have. As I lingered between 2/3 to the ending my frustration peaked. This lead to reservations about totally loving and connecting with the reasons they couldn’t work out. These were okay, but my heart pounded for other aspects such as their chemistry, the parallels between them as leads in the play then and now, their quirkiness, Cassie’s absolutely piss-yourself-laughing humour and Ethan’s drop-dead sexy image. 

“That’s it. I’m taking you home.”
I shake my head, wishing he could understand that if I stay with him any longer, he’ll unstitch me, and I really can’t fall apart now.

Bitterness is the only thing holding me together.


I am so glad I read this ARC now and not later. More time to bask in how awesome and refreshing this story was. Although, this is the first book of a series and my heart will be in knots until the end when their story is complete.

Highly recommend if you love angst/New Adult bad boys/good girls/college stories.

This is my Ethan Holt (take note of that look in his eyes. hehe! SO fitting!) (He’s the guy from Taylor Swift’s Blank Space music video!)

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LIVE! — THE RENTAL + giveaway!

TheRentalBlitzBanner1Today The Rental is finally published! YAY! Below you’ll find all sorts of goodies including a giveaway, so keep scrolling . . .

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Book & Author Details:
The Rental by Rebecca Berto
(The Rental #1)
Publication date: September 22, 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotic Romance

At first, Rick Delaney watched Vee Wyland with the hungry eyes of a fox as if she were a rabbit … his rabbit. But one day, he slunk away without notice.

Months away from graduating high school, Vee’s life is on the verge of crumbling. At home, dire finances and long hours test her family. Her boyfriend hardly pays attention to her. And she can’t shake her feelings for his older brother, Rick.

Then, all in one night, tragedy tears her teetering life into shreds.

When Rick and Vee reunite, the sparks fly. However, she unwittingly signs away a future for both of them. In his world, a place called The Rental, she becomes Victoria and Rick becomes Rhett. One part of her watches with fascination, while the other unfurls and embraces her sexual awakening. It began as a game, but the consequences are real.

Following their heart’s desire is forbidden, but walking away could strip their hope for a future.

The Rental is an erotic romance that explores how sex isn’t purely physical; sometimes, it’s a gateway to your soul.



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Laundry-room Moment:

At the entry, I met Rick. Looking up, I took in his clean-shaven jawline; crisp, fitted shirt; sleeves rolled at his elbows. How could the guy be more gorgeous every time I saw him? I glanced down at his black jeans and leather-tapered shoes. Holy shit.

I let out a breath and tried smiling at his face, but I couldn’t hold the intense gaze of his for more than a split second, so I looked down to my boots. I slid past him, and déjà vu slammed into my chest.

Not ready for a laundry encounter like last week, I took a cup and focused on steadying my trembles as I reached for the tap. I dared to look at him and he was fixated on my fingers. Not a moment later, his big hands engulfed mine. My trembles disappeared at his touch.

Rick had a presence around people, but around me, his gravitational pull was overwhelming. And right now, it scared me—wanting to run away, yet also wanting to fall deeper into this moment.

I was with Justin.

Justin was Rick’s brother.

“You okay?” He looked into my eyes and felt my forehead with the back of his hand. “You’re burning.”

I blushed and looked away to hurry some ice into my cup. “It’s damn hot in that garage. It’s crazy.”

“Ah.” He paused for so long that I felt the air thicken in my throat as I swallowed. “It is. But you’re okay?”

Was I? The right answer was yes, but I sure as hell didn’t feel that way. He was my whirlwind, and he’d swept into my world with all-encompassing force, spinning me again and again with our meetings. The hairs on my skin stood on end. “Oh, totally,” I said lightly. “Go on and enjoy your party.”

He remained and looked at me. The corner of his lips turned up, but it felt forced and weighed down by the other downturned corner. His eyes, once warm, were now dreary. Even his body seemed to be slumping.

He turned, but caught himself on the door and smiled. “I am. Trust me, I am.” Like that, he flipped his mood. I didn’t know what caused it or why. Maybe Justin’s whacky behaviour had plagued Rick all week too, and my mention of ‘enjoying’ himself reminded him of that.

“You staying past midnight?”

“Yeah. I mean, maybe, maybe not. Might just leave a tip for your show. I heard they’re all putting in.”

“You want to see the show, Vee?”

I shuddered hearing him say my name. Damn it, the guy’s voice was smooth, yet coarse enough to rough up my insides. I smiled, confident. I wasn’t going to let my stupid drunken head get the better of me. And stuff the water! I was going to grab another Cruiser. I dumped the water and ice down the drain, grabbed a bottle from a pack, and stepped between Rick’s body and the nearby bench.

“Yeah,” I said. “I wanna see it.”

“Before you go …”

I halted, holding my breath, and the sensation of the icy bottle slipped away. I let my eyes roam, and drank him in the way I intended to with my drink. Passionate, private, and poisoning me to sweet surrender.

No touching anywhere wrong. No acting out. No worries.

He opened his mouth to speak, but it hung there, gaping. Rather than exude sexual vibes, it had flipped back to distraught, and it made him look like a big boy. A fragile boy. Like I had to hold him together.

He seemed broken and sad underneath, except as the birthday boy, he wore a cool smile and held his shoulders high—a facade to the rest of the world. Only here, Rick and I were in our own world, one where no barriers existed. Beneath skin deep, I felt the darkness occupying him.

“Birthday hug?” he asked and I answered, “Yes,” at the same time from his previous question.

He leant over me. I watched it in slow motion and my stomach swirled with anticipation. His arm brushed my shoulder and he flicked the laundry door shut. The space was technically the same size, but the room had shrunken. I tilted my head down and inhaled, my nose near his collarbone. My nerves spurred me on while my thoughts screamed at me to stop making a fool of myself. The spice smelt of cologne, but mostly the freshness of frangipani-scented laundry detergent. It was sweet enough I wished I could cuddle up and drift away with it.

Somehow, that whole minute in my head must have only taken a second or two. Rick stepped the other way and yanked down the cord to cover the door window, a view leading to the backyard.

When the blind fell, it was done. The room was closed off. We were alone. For what? This ‘birthday hug?’

I wanted him. Alone. Unseen. But I had no desire to cheat.

He captured me inside his space, his arms around my waist like butterfly wings. My body melted as if he was my heat source and I moulded my chin to the crook of his neck. My hands connected with his chest, feeling his life source beating madly beneath me. I quaked at the touch. Hands gliding, I felt around his contours, up his back until I run out of muscle, then linked my hands over each other and flattened them.

He hummed. Not a moan, nor a plea of pleasure. And it thrilled a spot inside me. Where I was a puzzle piece before—incomplete and in search—our reunion connected it. I had been lonelier than I was aware. My boyfriend hadn’t been there for me for weeks now. He’d been there, oh, yes, how he’d been here, there, and everywhere, but not around me.

Supported by Rick, I felt like a blossoming seed—I’d attached to solid ground and now I was growing with life. I couldn’t recite Rick’s middle name or his favourite dessert, but I could feel his heart against my chest. I could feel the thrum and beat of our bodies in sync. Could feel the residual emotion and heat we’d once had—unsaid and assumed—coming together as one.

Rick parted and hooked my chin in his big, yet soft grasp. His dark eyes held mine, and I couldn’t tear them away. Softly, he said, “Sorry. I mean, I’m not sorry for you, but I am for everything else. So thanks. Thanks for everything when you didn’t have to do anything.” I couldn’t quite focus on his words, as if I was waiting for the punch line to bring it all together, but I felt the emotion behind his voice.

“Thanks,” I said. I didn’t know why I said it back, but it felt right, like the inherent knowledge that simmered to the surface when getting back on a bicycle. There the whole time—understood by the body, even if not by the mind.

Reality sunk on me then, reeling me in. I blinked. Party, blinds, door. Us alone. I yanked the blind up, and Rick turned the doorknob, releasing our privacy.

“Sorry for acting strange,” he admitted. “Like you said, it’s pretty crazy in there and I needed … I needed a break. I’m drunk. I’m … going.” He gave me a parting smile, and it wrapped around my skin, now full of goosebumps in the wake of his departure.



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