Thursday, August 28, 2014

The Beautiful Ashes by Jeaniene Frost

 Jeaniene Frost
The Beautiful Ashes

About The Beautiful Ashes  In a world of shadows, anything is possible. Except escaping your fate.

Ever since she was a child, Ivy has been gripped by visions of strange realms just beyond her own. But when her sister goes missing, Ivy discovers the truth is far worse—her hallucinations are real, and her sister is trapped in a parallel realm. And the one person who believes her is the dangerously attractive guy who's bound by an ancient legacy to betray her.

Adrian might have turned his back on those who raised him, but that doesn't mean he can change his fate…no matter how strong a pull he feels toward Ivy. Together they search for the powerful relic that can save her sister, but Adrian knows what Ivy doesn't: that every step brings Ivy closer to the truth about her own destiny, and a war that could doom the world. Sooner or later, it will be Ivy on one side and Adrian on the other. And nothing but ashes in between…

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About Jeaniene Frost:  Jeaniene Frost is the New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling author of the Night Huntress series, the Night Prince series, and the upcoming Broken Destiny series. To date, foreign rights for her novels have sold to twenty different countries. Jeaniene lives in North Carolina with her husband Matthew, who long ago accepted that she rarely cooks and always sleeps in on the weekends. Aside from writing, Jeaniene enjoys reading, poetry, watching movies with her husband, exploring old cemeteries, spelunking and traveling – by car. Airplanes, children, and cook books frighten her.

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EXCERPT #1

A familiar song was playing, but I couldn’t remember the name. That bugged me enough to open my eyes. A wall of black met my gaze, slick and smooth like glass. I reached up to see what it was, and that’s when I realized my hands were tied.
“Silent Lucidity” by Queensryche, my mind supplied, followed immediately by, I’m in the backseat of a car. One that was well taken care of, going by that flawless, shiny roof. With those details filled in, I also remembered what had happened right before I’d passed out. And who I was with.
“Why are my hands tied?” I said, heaving myself into an upright position.
For some reason Adrian didn’t have a rear view mirror, which was why he had to glance over his shoulder to look at me.
“Does anything make you panic?” he asked, sounding amused. “You’re tied up in the backseat of a cop-killer’s car, but I’ve seen people get more upset when Starbucks runs out of pumpkin spice flavor.”
Anyone normal would panic, not that it would do any good. Besides, I ran out of “normal” a long time ago, when I realized I saw things no one else did.
Speaking of which, why wasn’t I in pain? The lump where Mrs. Paulson had whacked me was gone, and my shirt was red from blood, but aside from a mild kink in my neck, I felt fine. When I pushed my shirt up, somehow, I wasn’t surprised to see smooth, unbroken skin on my abdomen. Well, that and a bunch of crumbs, like I’d eaten a dessert too messily.
“Why does it look like I have angel food cake on my stomach?” I wondered aloud.
Adrian snorted. “Close. It’s medicine. You were injured.”
“You can tell me how I’m not anymore,” I said, holding out my bound hands, “after you untie me.”
Another backwards glance, this one challenging.
“You may be the calmest person I’ve ever been sent to retrieve, but if I tell you now what you want to know, that will change. So pick—the  truth, or being untied?”
“Truth,” I said instantly.
He let out a laugh. “Another first. You’re full of surprises.”
So was he. He’d just admitted that he regularly kidnapped people—which was how I translated “retrieve”—so I should be trying my damnedest to get free. But more than anything, I needed answers. Besides, I still wasn’t afraid of him, and somehow, that had nothing to do with him magically healing me.
“Truth, Adrian,” I repeated.
He turned once again and his gaze locked with mine, those odd blue eyes startling me with their intensity. For a moment, I could only stare, all thought frozen in my mind. I don’t know why I reached out, awkwardly touching his arm to feel the hard muscles beneath that bulky jacket. If I’d thought about it, I wouldn’t have done it. Yet I couldn’t make myself pull away.
Then I gasped when his hand covered mine. At some point, he’d taken off his gloves, and the feel of his warm, bare skin sent a shock wave through me. The touch seemed to affect Adrian, too. His lips parted and he edged over the back of the seats—
He yanked on the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding another car. A horn blared, and when the driver passed us, an extended middle finger shook angrily in our direction. I leaned back, my heart pounding from the near collision. At least, that’s what I told myself it was from.
Dyate,” Adrian muttered.
I didn’t recognize the word, and I was at a loss to place his accent. It had a musical cadence like Italian, but beneath that was a harsher, darker edge.
“What’s that language?” I asked, trying to mask the sudden shakiness in my voice.
This time, he didn’t take his eyes off the road. “Nothing you’ve heard of.”
“I picked truth, remember?” I said, holding up my bound hands for emphasis.
That earned me a quick glance. “That is the truth, but you don’t get more until you meet Zach. Then we can skip all the ‘this isn’t possible’ arguments.”
I let out a short laugh. “After what I saw on Detective Kroger’s face, my definition of ‘impossible’ has changed.”
Adrian swerved again, but this time, no other car was near.
“What did you see?”
I tensed. How did I explain without sounding insane? No way to, so I chose to go on the attack instead.
“Why were you in my hotel room? And how did you heal me? There isn’t even a mark—”
“What did you see on his face, Ivy?”
Despite his hard tone, when my name crossed his lips, something thrummed inside me, like he’d yanked on a tie I hadn’t known was there. Feeling it was as disturbing as my inexplicable reaction to his clasping my hands.
“Shadows,” I said quickly, to distract from that. “He had snakelike shadows all over his face.”
I expected Adrian to tell me I’d imagined it, a response I was used to hearing. Instead, he pulled over, putting the car in park but keeping the engine running. Then he turned to stare at me.
“Was that the only strange thing you saw?”
I swallowed. I knew better than to talk about these things. Still, I’d demanded the truth from Adrian. It didn’t seem fair to lie in return.
“I saw two versions of the same B and B earlier. One was pretty, but the other was old and rotted, and my sister was trapped inside it.”
Adrian said nothing, though he continued to pin me with that hard stare. When he finally spoke, his question was so bizarre I thought I’d misheard him.
“What do I look like to you?”
“Huh?”
“My appearance.” He drew out the words like I was slow. “Describe me.”
All of a sudden, he wanted compliments? I might have finally met someone crazier than me.
“This is ridiculous,” I muttered, but started with the obvious. “Six-six, early twenties, built like Thor, golden brown hair with blond highlights, silvery blue eyes…you want me to go on?”
He began to laugh, a deep, rich baritone that would’ve been sensual except for how angry it made me.
“Now I know why they came after you,” he said, still chuckling. “They must’ve realized you were different, but if they’d known what you could see, you never would’ve made it out of that B and B.”
“You can stop laughing,” I said sharply. “I get that it’s crazy to see the things I do.”
Lots of kids had imaginary friends growing up. I had imaginary places, though at first, I didn’t know I was the only one who could see them. Once my parents had realized that what I kept describing went far beyond childhood fancifulness, the endless doctor visits and tests began. One by one, diseases and psychoses had been crossed off until I was diagnosed with a non-monoamine-cholinergic imbalance in my temporal cortex.
In other words, I saw shit that wasn’t there for reasons no one could figure out. The pills I took helped a little, though I lied and said they got rid of all my hallucinations. I was sick of doctors poking at me. So whenever I saw something that no one else did, I forced myself to ignore it—until Mrs. Paulson and Detective Kroger had tried to kill me, of course.
Adrian did stop laughing, and that unblinking intensity was back in his gaze.

“Well, Ivy, I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is, you’re not crazy. The bad news is, everything you’ve seen is real, and now, it’ll be coming for you.”

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

BREATHE by Kristen Ashley

BREATHE by Kristen Ashley




There's nothing like the first time . . . 
In Carnal, Colorado, Faye Goodknight is the town's quiet, shy librarian. She may also be Carnal's last remaining virgin. For years, Faye has had a crush on Chace Keaton, but the gorgeous cop has always been unattainable. She's resigned to live contentedly with only her books for company—until Faye suddenly meets Chace alone in the woods . . .

Chace doesn't think he's the good guy everyone believes him to be. He's made a lot of choices he regrets, including denying his feelings for Faye. Through his choices, he's come to believe the pretty librarian is too good for him, but after their time in the woods, Chace realizes that she may be his last chance for redemption. Soon, their long simmering desires grow to a burning passion. Yet always casting a shadow over their happiness is Chace's dark past . . . 


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About the author:
Kristen Ashley grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana, and has lived in Denver, Colorado, and the West
Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multigenerational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland, and Kristen grew up listening to the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon, and Whitesnake. Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music and love was a good way to grow up.  And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better.

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BLOG TOUR with Anna Campbell and What A Duke Dares



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About WHAT A DUKE DARES
What woman in her right mind would say no to marrying the dashing Duke of Sedgemoor? Miss Penelope Thorne, that's who. She's known Camden Rothermere since they were children-and she also knows she'd bring nothing but scandal to his name.

Cam can hardly believe Penelope turned down his proposal. But if she wants to run off to the Continent and set the rumor mill ablaze, he can't stop her. Then her brother's dying request sends him to bring home the one woman he thought he'd finally gotten over.

The only way they'll both get back to London without their reputations in tatters is to pretend they're married during the journey. That means kissing like they mean it and even sharing a bed-until it becomes hard to tell where the game ends and true desire begins . . .

About Anna Campbell
Always a voracious reader, ANNA CAMPBELL decided when she was a child that she wanted to be a writer. Once she discovered the wonderful world of romance novels, she knew exactly what she wanted to write. Anna has won numerous awards for her Avon historical romances including Romantic TimesReviewers Choice, the Booksellers Best, the Golden Quill, the Heart of Excellence, the Aspen Gold and the Australian Romance Readers Association's most popular historical romance (twice). Her books have twice been nominated for Romance Writers of America's prestigious RITA Award and twice for Australia's Romantic Book of the Year.

When she's not writing passionate, intense stories featuring gorgeous Regency heroes and the women who are their destiny, Anna loves to travel, especially in the United Kingdom, and listen to all kinds of music. She lives near the sea on the east coast of Australia, where she's losing her battle with an overgrown subtropical garden.

On a sudden fit of temper— confound her, she treated him like a beggar— he crashed the door open and barged into the candlelit room.

And stumbled to a standstill as if struck with an ax.
Rising from a small wooden tub like a goddess from a spring, Pen was all gleaming white skin. Naked as the day
she was born. His heart slammed hard and heavy. Lust pounded in his ears.

Her back was to him. Her thick dark hair gathered untidily, revealing her elegant neck. The straight, stubborn shoulders. The graceful spine. The subtle curve of her hips. And God help him, a perfect pear- shaped arse.

His hands curled at his sides, preparing to frame that luscious roundness. He’d never seen anything so beautiful as Penelope Thorne in the bath. Until she turned.

Perhaps he’d made a sound, although the breath jammed in his throat. Perhaps cold air eddied through the open door.

“Maria, I—”

Black eyes huge with horror, she stared at him. For a second that extended into eternity, they regarded one another. He should leave. He had no right to absorb every glorious, forbidden detail and imprint it on his mind to remember forever. The wet skin shining like a pearl; the high breasts crowned with beaded raspberry nipples; the delicate triangle of dark hair guarding her sex. Cam had never suspected what bounty lurked beneath her dark, plain jackets and narrow skirts.

Monday, August 25, 2014

LAUNCH DAY BLITZ for Jill Shalvis and IT'S IN HIS KISS

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Book Summary:
ONE KISS CAN LAST FOREVER

Becca Thorpe has uprooted her life and escaped to the beach. Now's her chance to get away from city living, throw caution to the ocean winds, and live in the moment. Especially if the moment includes the deliciously sexy surfer she meets shortly after arriving in Lucky Harbor. Something about the dark intensity of Sam's eyes and the thrill she gets at his touch convinces her to stay awhile.

Boatbuilder and investment genius Sam Brody is a self-made man who knows how dangerous it can be to mix business and pleasure. But he can't resist offering Becca a job just to hear her laugh and have her near. Yet when her brother comes to town asking for help, will he tempt her back to her glamorous life in the city? Or do Sam and little Lucky Harbor have a chance to win Becca's heart? 

Jill's Bio:
New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill's bestselling, award-winning books wherever romances are sold and visit her website for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.

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BOOK REVIEW:
IT’S IN HIS KISS by Jill Shalvis 

Can you truly keep your demons to yourself forever? 

Becca Thorpe literally packed up and ran away from home.  It did not matter that she was adult it was the symbolism of taking charge of her life and trying to get her mojo back.  She had been her brother’s enabler for too long and while jingle writing paid the bills Becca wanted more and Lucky Harbor is going to give it to her.  Sam Brody and his bodies ran a boating business that left everyone happy to be doing business with the sexiest surfer and tour guide around.  Sam too has had family issues since his mother died when he was young and his father proved to be totally irresponsible, even now. 

For Becca and Sam the baggage they have together would never fit in the overhead bin but both have learned to cope and move on and it would seem they share a unique ability to talk to each other about the past and what brought them to their current state of mind.  Becca working for Sam and his partners should be a disaster waiting to happen but Becca is the perfect fit for the three guys plus she and Sam are a dream come true in and out of the bedroom.  But there are rules to be abided and rules to be established but it is the rules that get broken which are the most fun. 

Jill Shalvis keeps the series fresh with a twist of new characters shaken in with the ones already established.  Lucky Harbor is a great place to live, play, and relax in the sun with some great friends and neighbors

Saturday, August 23, 2014

WHO’S ON TOP by LJ Martin

WHO’S ON TOP by LJ Martin
A Mike Reardon Novel (The Repairman Series #4)

When you know what side you are fighting for the decisions are easy

When the charismatic Mike is asked by a man to rescue his daughter, Mike realizes this guy has too rich for his own common sense.  The daughter has been sucked out of her life and monthly trust fund dollars by what appears to be a home grown terrorist group.  After listening to the description of how a supposed group is fighting for animal rights but hides behind a compound and fencing Mike agrees but with conditions.  Mike has his own way of dealing with the enemy and if he takes the job it is on his terms not the ones his latest employer is setting down, Mike knows how to stay alive at sometimes that is at the cost of a bad guy’s life.  While they agree to disagree the priority it getting into no man’s land and bringing home a girl who believes she is there doing the right thing.

Mike has his buddy and right hand man Pax check out the real motivation for this group that swears it is only trying to save the animals being tortured.  The problem with that statement is while they might save some animals from their situation they are also robbing the places they are supposedly trying to condemn.  Something is not adding up and real quick Mike figures out there are some serious bad guys running the asylum and they are motivated by greed and using the cover of doing good for the common cause as an excuse.  Mike digs deep with all his wits about him and some serious fire power because whatever he has apparently the bad guys have more and there are lots of them.

As the operation goes on longer than planned Mike calls for Pax to come help and together they form a more in depth plan that finally pushes them to take action and come in fast and hard.  The local law enforcement are working their own angles but Mike tells them as he always does, before the ink is dry on your warrant I will be done and gone fishing. 

Mike Reardon is a character you look forward to reading about book after book because he always brings the action and delivers on solving the case ‘his way’

Thursday, August 21, 2014

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Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Love a Little Sideways by Shannon Stacey


Love a Little Sideways

 Liz wanted to go home and even though reconnecting with the family she missed so much meant seeing Drew it was a collision that had to happen.  Liz set up her life in a small residence close enough to stay in touch but make sure everyone had to call first.  The person who sent the first welcome back was Chief of Police Drew Miller who helped get her settled and remind her that while they were together once it could never happen again.  The arrogant man failed to consider maybe she didn’t want it to happen again, well she did but she wasn’t going to tell him that the jerk.

So the best made plan of stay away and not tell didn’t hold out for long as they are thrown together for a family campout and with Drew considered part of the family there he was in all of his masculine glory showing her exactly the frosting she wanted on her cake.  The problem was her brothers still saw her as a kid and she needed them to back off and get awy from any relationship she was going to potentiall have with Drew.  The terms of said togetherness had lots of bumps in the road but at some point they acknowledged they were meant to be.


Liz and Drew push and shove at each other with the most amazing results and nights of passion.  They think about the things they share, the joys they create for each other, and the magic each romantic encounter produces.  Drew sess long term with Liz but does he see forever.  She would be the perfect wife, and lover, but would she be able to give up the free life she leads and be the mother to the children he craves.  When it is time to decide whether to stay for the long haul or bail what is Drew going to do?  When you know the answer it is easy to make the decision but Drew has no idea what life without Liz  would be or if he could make it without her.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Guest Blog Day with William Leibowitz and MIRACLE MAN

The book MIRACLE MAN by William Leibowitz deals with a man, his brilliant mind, and the forces that are always lurking to use whatever they can to their advantage.  I was honored to have a few questions answered by Mr. Leibowitz and thrilled to discover his mother taught my idol Neal degrassi Tyson.  Small world with lots of great things in it.

Welcome William.....

1.)  There are a few people on my list of 'who I would like to interview' bucket list.  Is there someone you have not met that you would like to and just talk about what is on your mind?  Well –unfortunately for me, the two people I’d love to interview are dead –Albert Einstein and Oscar Wilde. Einstein was so brilliant and prolific in his writings about non-scientific subjects such as philosophy, religion, civil rights and politics that it’s mind boggling.  I think many people view him only as a scientist/mathematician but in fact, he was one of the great overall ‘thinkers’ of the 20th century.  And Oscar Wilde was so clever, witty and prescient that one can’t help but be awed by his creative genius and insights into human behavior.

2.)  My one important factor for every day regardless of what has gone wrong is to celebrate a Little Victory.  I carry this around with me as a believer of one good over rules many bad.  So tell me what is your Little Victory from yesterday?  I went back and re-read a few passages from my novel, ”Miracle Man,” –which dealt with rather emotional interchanges between certain key characters. I was relieved to find that these passages did convey the intensity I had strived for.  This was a real relief --because for a writer there’s nothing worse than when a passage doesn’t stand up to one’s own “retroactive scrutiny.”   So I count this as a “Little Victory” that helped put a positive spin on the whole day.  

3.)  When I look out my back door I see a yard one step away from trailer trash (my husband and his crap), so tell me what do you see?  I see my little fish pond in which I grow baby koi.  They start off so small that they’re barely visible and as you feed them over the months they transform into fish that almost look big enough to be a meal.  Few things are as relaxing as watching fish swim around a pond. 

4.)  Now I try not to flip flop too much on who I admire but I have been disappointed so many times by people.  Right now Neal degrassi Tyson is my hero (and the person I
would like to interview) because he is so passionate about life and science.  Is there someone you feel that way about? It’s funny you should mention Tyson because my mother (now deceased) was an elementary school teacher for over 30 years.  Tyson was her pupil when he was in second grade. She said that even when he was that young –she was so impressed by his intelligence and his intellectual curiosity.  Some years after she retired—he was already famous—and he found out that there was going to be a ‘testimonial party’ for her. Unannounced –he showed up  and gave a moving speech about how important she had been to him.  I was extremely proud of her—how extraordinary for a second grade teacher to make a life-longimpression on a child!  I share your admiration for him.

5.)  What is your favorite movie and why?  Me 'The Natural' because it involves baseball, an ability to believe in yourself, and come back from diversity. That’s a really tough question, Mary. The movies that mean the most to me are those that have an underlying spiritual and humanistic message.  As you know, in “Miracle Man”, there is the recurring theme of the sanctity of each human life—and the impact that saving just one life can have on the world.  “The Green Mile” is a movie that made a big impression on me for the way it dealt with complex issues relating to social justice, race and spirituality.


REVIEW FOR....MIRACLE MAN by William Leibowitz

Only you can control the gifts you are given.

Doctor Robert James Austin was brilliant beyond his years from the moment of conception, even though he may have been tossed away like unwanted trash after his birth.  The family that took him in provided every advantage as an outlet for his insights including love which he truly craved above all else.  Robert knew what his demons were, it was fighting them that took so much energy away from what he wanted to achieve and always questioned how he became who he was.

But achieve Robert did despite interference from others who had so carefully orchestrated his future including the military.  Everyone wanted to use his creative genius for their own benefit and but Robert said no, he knew what he was born to and his true creative genius came to life with the loss of a friend who inspired him with his death to become an advocate for cure not destroy.  Robert discovered cures for major diseases and through his charitable organization gave them away for free.  This was not only philanthropic it was at its core the right thing to do and everyone but the large pharmaceutical companies agreed.  The more Robert cured with his free discoveries the more aggressive the pharmacy companies became to stop him. 

Along the rough ride Robert discovers friends, coworkers, and love which at its core provides him the release of both his demons and tension of being who he is.  There have other outlets pursued but while they were temporary fixes they never really gave Robert the validation he truly required to be himself completely.  But with revealing your soul comes the hurt from the truth that is not always want you want to hear.  Is love worth the risk of pain or can you push it away and survive without it?  Robert must stand up to what he needs and understand that you can cure the world of disease but is there any reward when you close the door and no one cares that you are home.

This is an eye opening, keep you mesmerized read about the price you pay for the talent you possess.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

NOTORIOUS by Allison Brennan


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NOTORIOUS by Allison Brennan 

Even with an answer to why, do you feel closure? 

Maxine Revere came from a lot of money attached to secrets, lies, and unanswered questions.  Max was raised by her grandparents after her mother dropped her off never to be heard from again, with no indication of the man that could be Max’s father.  It was a life that led Max to become a high profile newscaster who stands up for those that had their voice taken away from them by a heinous criminal act.   

When Max goes home for the funeral of a friend she finds herself drawn back into all the family drama she so despises as well as two cold cases from a time in her life when she was a little carefree.  During her senior year of high school Max’s best friend was murdered and Kevin, their mutual friend was accused but acquitted of her murder.  Now Kevin has committed suicide and all the hornets are being poked at and flying all around ready to sting Max and blame her for the messes she won’t let go of.  With no intention of getting involved in any cases Max finds herself solving yet another murder on the campus of her old high school where another set of secrets are buried that no one wants to uncover but the grieving family. 

Max is relentless and the police are road blocks she has every intention of passing by without hesitation.  Yet someone else is following her and is as equally determined to keep her from unearthing the truth which raises the question are you the killer or the person covering up for the killer.  When the rich make a mistake there is always someone to be paid to fix the problem and have it go away.  But Max will not go away and as each piece of the puzzle fits together she realizes there are connections to three murders who overlap and fall down upon each other.  How they fit together is what Max will figure out and when she does regardless of who is going to jail the truth will be revealed.