Review & Release Day Buzz: Something’s Come Up by Michelle Pace & Andrea Randall

Posted November 18, 2013 by bookstobreathe in Book Review / 0 Comments

Review & Release Day Buzz: Something’s Come Up by Michelle Pace & Andrea RandallTitle: Something's Come Up
Author: Andrea Randall, Michelle Pace
Publisher: Self-Published
Release Date: November 18, 2013
Genre: Erotic Romance
More Info: Goodreads
Purchase: Amazon US
Purchase: Barnes & Noble
*Something's Come Up contains strong language and sexual content. It's intended for mature, 18+ audiences only*

“Feeling dangerous tonight?”

“I’m with you, aren’t I?”

Feeling humiliated after her movie star ex's public betrayal, Stephanie escapes on a spontaneous road trip. She detours for a sexual rendezvous down memory lane with her former frenemy with benefits, attorney Pace Turner.

When Pace gets an unexpected phone call from the one woman he’s never forgotten, his libido slams into overdrive. Steph is the only one who knows everything about the self-obsessed young millionaire, inside the bedroom and out, and his buried desires bubble to the surface.

Over a sex-fueled 24 hours, megalomaniac Pace and sociopath Steph relive their doomed “romance.” Will they rediscover their complicated and gritty connection, or merely pour salt into poorly healed wounds?

Andrea Randall (author of The November Blue series) and Michelle Pace (author of The Sound Wave series) unite their universes in “Something’s Come Up.”



My Review:

Giving a rat’s ass caused me issue after irritating issue for a lot of my childhood. So after my mom died, I quit caring. Gave it up for Lent and never looked back.

Once I heard that this book was in the works I could NOT WAIT to experience the melding of minds that is Michelle Pace and Andrea Randall. Through various book groups, I have come to know both the ladies over the past year. Let me tell you; they are some kick-ass chicks! Snarky, funny, honest to a fault, and simply put, AWESOME. I am familiar with both of their writing styles as I have read all their books, some more than once. Both authors have collaborated with other authors previously, and I was curious to see the outcome of their epic merging. Sufficed to say, Something’s Come Up far surpassed anything I could have imagined.

Good old Pace. Six feet and four inches of ripped, ebony sex god. Tasty, tattooed, and oozing testosterone.

I am not even going to lie. There is very little romance in this book. What is there then you ask? TONS of sexy, fun banter and plenty of panty-dripping excursions. Randall and Pace have a fluidity of writing that puts you in the story. There are many points in the book where I found myself needing a fan and a cold shower. Sexually descriptive, yet not vulgar, Something’s Come Up give you erotica with an actual story. The sexiness aside, what I really loved about this book was the repartee between Steph and Pace. They both give as well as they take, and boy do they ever give!  I found myself smiling throughout the entire book and even laughing out loud at some parts.

“Cat got your tongue, Cary?”

“Interesting choice of words, given what I’m about to do to you.”

 This story stars Steph Brier from Michelle Pace’s Sound Wave series and Pace Turner from Andrea Randall’s November Blue series. Having devoured both series, I loved hearing about interactions I didn’t previously know existed. The storyline isn’t forced and it fits into each series flawlessly. If you haven’t read either or both series, don’t fret. While you don’t HAVE to in order to understand what is going on, you definitely SHOULD because they are just that good! Both series have new books coming out in the next few weeks and I cannot wait!  I loved getting to know more about Pace, as he is only briefly in the November Blue series. I look forward to seeing more of him in the future.

“That’s how I’ll come, with your legs around my waist and your back trusting the glass. But first I’ll let you watch the city below as you scream my name.”

There is little to no angst in this book, so look forward to a fun and sexy read. Worth every penny and more, I will always snatch up anything these authors write! 5 mouth-watering, red hair a blazing, chocolate sex god in waiting stars! I know you will enjoy it as much as I did 😉






I rubbed my wrists, not the only sore part of my body, as I grinned at the black leather belt that sat in unassuming uselessness on the floor. She still hadn’t told me her name, but we fucked well past first-name basis last night. Not knowing if I’d ever see her again, and out of my element, I decided it would be a nice gesture to make coffee. She stirred a little as I slid out of bed.

“You don’t have to sneak out,” she said as she yawned. “You can just say thanks for the lay and be on your way.”

Last night was far from my standard tame one night stands, and her apparent apathy toward me stirred my insides. I crawled over her on the bed, straddling her on my hands and knees. My eyes flickered to her nightstand, and a grin overtook me as I spoke.

“You’ve got an attitude, Stephanie.”

Her eyes flew open as she rolled over, no shred of shock. Pure anger. Rage. “How the fuck do you know my name?” She regulated her breathing through flaring nostrils.

Taking the risk of her biting my face off, I leaned forward and kissed her nose. “The envelope on your nightstand.”

Her face softened as all muscles went to rolling her eyes. “Crafty. Watch Law & Order much?”

I took another risk as her eyes burned. “You keep using that tone with me and I’ll have to punish you.”

My heart raced as she sat up on her elbows, touching her nose to mine. “I dare you,” she whispered, her hot, somehow minty breath on my lips.

“Turn over.”

An hour and the second-best sex I’d ever had later, I was finally ready to leave. Red had slid under her sheets again, her flaming hair across the crisp white flashing like a stoplight. Even half asleep, I felt her pulling at something in me. Calling to me.

Don’t go. Climb back on in here and teach me a lesson.
But she said nothing and I had places to be. I pulled my shirt over my head, cursing under my breath at the button that had gone missing in the name of impatience the night before, smiling in the next breath at the prospect of sending her the bill for it from the tailor.

After lacing my shoes, I rose and was to her bedroom door before she said anything.

“Pace?” Her voice was soft, the kind of vulnerable undertones that let me know I’d done my job.

“Yeah?” I turned slowly, grinning in victory.

She sat up, her expression hard, like a war-addled vet. When she spoke, her voice dropped to a smoky octave. “Lock the door when you leave.”




About Andrea Randall

I started writing poetry long before writing fiction. I firmly believe Poetry is a solid foundation for all other forms of writing. It taught me that a single word can make or break the world.

I write fiction because my characters have a story and they want me to tell it.

I hope you enjoy the pieces of my soul that I share with you.

About Michelle Pace

Michelle Pace grew up in small town Iowa jamming out with the local band of misfits. She studied theater and vocal music in college, directing and performing in numerous productions. Eventually she chose to settle down, earning more practical degrees in both liberal arts and nursing.

On an enthusiastic quest to avoid shoveling snow, she relocated to the lonestar state with her husband, author L. G. Pace III. A master of the Irish goodbye and hardcore lover of Texan beer, Michelle enjoys live music and obsessive people-watching. She has two daughters and a son, who provide her endless hours of amusement. Still most at home while entertaining an audience, Michelle feels passionately about writing fiction, not fairytales.

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