Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Blog Tour Excerpt: Undying Love by Nelle L'Amour

He is Ryan Madewell, a heart stoppingly handsome Harvard grad from one of Manhattan’s wealthiest families, who’s on his way to heading up his father’s media empire.

She is Allee Adair, a beautiful but sassy art school grad from the wrong side of the tracks, who dreams of living in Paris.

Despite their many differences, Ryan and Allee are instantly smitten with each other over a Picasso nude. They share a steamy, passionate love that dares to challenge everything --including Ryan’s ruthless father, his revengeful ex-girlfriend, and Allee’s dark secrets. Only, it may end too soon.
Here is an erotic love story that will make you laugh and cry. It will stay in your heart forever. Love means never having to say goodbye.

When I arrived at the Met, it was after nine. Hundreds of people were flocking out of the front doors. I was panting. My eyes searched the crowd in desperation for her. I hoped I wasn’t too late. Finally, after the crowd had thinned, I spotted her. She was wearing a drab gray wool coat and a striped knit hat along with a new pair of eyeglasses that were almost identical to the ones she’d left at my loft. She looked worn-out as she trudged down the steps. Fuck. Maybe something was wrong with her. I mounted the steps two at time, hoping to meet her half way.
“Allee,” I shouted out to her.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw me. She galloped down the steps, attempting to run past me, but I caught her and held her firmly in my arms. She squirmed, trying to break away, but she was no match for my strength. I studied her face. Her eyes were painfully sad and her cheeks were sallow. She had lost weight.
“Get away from me, Madewell,” she begged. There were tears in her eyes.
 I didn’t let go of her and, in fact, squeezed her tighter. “Why haven’t you returned my calls?”
“Madewell, please! Let go of me.” Her voice was watery and desperate.
“No, you’re not going anywhere until you answer my question.”
“I don’t belong with you. You’re too good for me.”
“No, baby, you’re too good for me.” I pressed her even tighter against me.
Thunder roared in the night sky.
“Please! I’ve gotta go home and get ready for a massage client.”
Maybe she had just been overworking. Fuck her client. I tugged hard at her ponytail that hung out from under her funky hat. “You’re coming home with me.”
“I can’t.” She blinked back tears. “You don’t understand—”
“Stop it!” I crushed my lips against hers, hushing her, and pulled her down to a sitting position on the step where we were sparring. She couldn’t resist my assault. Her tongue hungrily met mine, and a hot bolt of energy surged through my body.   
Lightening flashed, and another loud burst of thunder followed. The sky opened up, and torrential rain fell upon us. But it didn’t stop us. Soaked, our embrace deepened, the warmth of it fending off the icy chill of the pounding drops. I don’t know how long it lasted, but she was the first to pull away. Wet streaks rolled down her cheeks… tears, not the rain.
“Why me, Madewell?” she asked, her voice hoarse and strained.
“Because, Allee Adair, I’m suffocating without you. You’re the air I need to breathe.” Cradling her in my arms, I removed her rain-streaked glasses and brushed away the shimmering rivulets dripping down her face. Just the mere touch of her infused me with light.
She looked deep into my eyes, hers still watering. “Oh, Madewell, I’m so afraid.”
“Afraid of what, baby?” I held her tear-drenched face in my hands.
Her lips quivered. “That I’ll hurt you.”
 That wasn’t possible, I thought as I swept her into my arms and carried her down the rain-soaked steps, my lips never leaving hers.
I carried her straight into my bathroom steam room. She was shivering wet. I set her down and rapidly peeled off her drenched layers of clothing. I removed mine just as fast. She let me wrap my arms around her naked body and hold her close to me as a cloud of steam warmed us. Tears were still streaming down her beautiful face, mingling with steamy mist. I sealed my mouth over hers and kissed her deeply and passionately. With my lips still covering hers, I lifted her up off the water-coated tiled floor.
“Wrap your legs around me, baby,” I breathed into her ear.
She did as I asked, twisting her long limbs around my waist like a pretzel. I carried her to the edge of the steamy room and pressed her against the dripping wet back wall, just high enough so that my cock could shoot easily into her glorious pussy. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders.
“Baby, I’ve missed you so much.” I studied her angelic face, made dreamy in the steamy haze. My lips latched onto to hers and pressed into another deep, tongue-driven kiss. Her velvety breasts skimmed my chest. I groaned as my girth grew between my legs.
“Oh, Golden Boy,” she rasped as my mouth released hers. “Make me come.”

Monday, April 29, 2013

Yesterday: A Novel of Reincarnation by Samyann

A fear of commitment based on a life of tragedy is Amanda's destiny, or so she believes. But then Amanda saves Mark Callahan from being crushed to death by a falling elevated train in Chicago's Loop.

Yesterday is a novel of love, loss, and a powerful sense of deja vu between a handsome policeman and the beautiful young woman who saves his life. It is also the harrowing tale of escape through the American Civil War, disasters, devotion, and The Great Chicago Fire of 1871.

In this historical romance, Mark Callahan fights through Amanda's rejection to prove that she will love again as she once loved - Yesterday.

Find it on Goodreads and Amazon.

This isn't the type of book I normally read, but I was pleasantly surprised. If you are a history buff then I highly recommend you read this. Amanda has had a lot of tragedy in her life, it's like one thing after another which leaves her with a fear of giving herself to anyone. She just can't put herself out there to get hurt again. Then she meets Mark Callahan, the police officer she saves from being crushed to death by a falling Chicago L train.
Something about this man keeps drawing her to him, it's as if she knows him, but she's never met him before. She just can't shake the feeling she gets from him, like an instant connection.

This is a well written historical romance, Samyann brings everything to life for you in her writing. Her description of every detail makes you feel as though you just walked into the pages of the book. Even though we journeyed through different eras the book had an easy flow that I really enjoyed.

You can find Samyann on Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads and her Website. 

Blog Tour & Giveaway: For You by Mimi Strong

I should have known by the tattoos that Sawyer was trouble. My mother always said to stay away from boys with ink, but she ignored her own advice. She also abandoned me and my little sister.

Life's been hard for the two of us, on the run and on our own, but I just turned twenty-one and started working at a bar in a new city. I wear a fake wedding band and a veil of lies.

My gold ring didn't stop Sawyer. He looked into me with his heavenly green eyes, and I nearly forgot my pretty lies. Now he wants to help me get my life together.

I should stay away, because he could blow my cover. When we get found—and I know one day we will—I want my sister to be old enough to handle the truth about our past.

I may be hanging out with Sawyer, but we're definitely not dating. I swear, he's not setting me on fire with every glance or casual touch. We're just friends. I'm not thinking about him wrapping those tattooed arms around me, every second of every day.

Book 1 in the Runaway Lies Trilogy. New Adult Contemporary Romance. Find on

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Fun Facts:
1.For You was originally planned as a trilogy, with a love triangle. Another love interest named Carson was introduced in the beginning of the first draft, but the story completely rejected poor Carson. (Sorry dude, maybe another book!) Toward the end of my draft, I decided against using a cliffhanger, and made the book a stand-alone novel rather than a series. I did this because all the possible options for a second book extending this particular story didn't seem very romantic to read, or fun for me to write. Sometimes you just have to go with your feelings.

2.For You is my fourteenth book. I started out self-publishing YA books in 2011 under the name Dalya Moon. I frequently had to tone down the romantic scenes in my stories to keep them YA, so moving into erotic romance and New Adult made perfect sense for me.

3.Sawyer's tattoos were inspired by a cute waiter who served me and my friend breakfast the day I started writing For You. I feel like a sponge sometimes, picking up details from the world around me to put into novels. I love writing in coffee shops, because if I need an idea for a side character, I can just look out at the sidewalk. For example, I left Sawyer's bike description blank for a few days until I saw a bike in real life that inspired me. I could have just looked something up online, but reality inspires me more.

4.The original title was Forget You, for all of about a day. The other people I tested the title on didn't really “get” the title, plus it seemed a bit aggressive, like the Cee Lo Green song. I knew that the simple title might be hard to find using a search engine, but I enjoyed it so much, I used it anyway.

5.Aubrey was a huge challenge for me. She's way more serious than I am. I found myself hitting the Backspace button to delete lines of dialog way more than I do when I'm writing a really smart-ass character. I actually published a book called Smart Mouth Waitress (as Dalya Moon) about a year ago, and while there are some parallels between the two books, such as the waitress dating an artist, I was very careful keep Aubrey the way I meant her to be. By the end of the book, I knew her a lot better.

6.Some beta readers asked me if the infamous maple syrup scene might be taking it too far. I'm sure for some people, it was. However, is there anything more exciting than hearing an artist you enjoy saying the phrase, “I took a risk”? I have a musician friend who pointed out that I'm quite brave with my work. Trust me, I don't always feel brave, but I'm willing to take risks.

7.I don't get a crush on my leading men every time, but I sure fell for Sawyer. How bad was this crush? Let's just say there was a guilty confession made to my husband.

8.My treat to myself for finishing the book on time was a new pair of glasses. They're tortoiseshell-patterned, but with purple arms. Business in the front, party along the sides!

9.What do I want as an artist? The same thing I want as a person. To make people laugh, or at least smile. My fifth-grade teacher once greeted me with “Good morning, sunshine!” The other kids mocked the crap out of me, but I was proud (and still am) that even though I was having a tough time in school and had no friends for a few of those early years, I still brightened someone's day. So, I want to be a source of sunshine to others, and keep loving what I write and writing what I love.

Aubrey had been telling me, in her own way, to keep my distance. But then, just when I was about to back off, she invited me in.
She stood three steps up from me, on those stairs with their dark blue carpets, and said, “There is no husband.”
I honestly thought we were going up to her place for another beer, or to talk about what she'd meant.
Not many of my friends were married, but of the ones that were, all the women wore two rings: the engagement ring, with the diamond, and the wedding band that fit alongside it. Something about Aubrey's plain gold band had never seemed right to me. No way would any man on this planet, no matter how broke he was, not give a woman that beautiful something equally pretty to show off to her friends.
I'd actually had this crazy thought that maybe she was in a religious cult, and they were all married to their cult leader or something. That happened in a movie I'd just watched, so it was fresh in my mind. I didn't really believe it, but I knew something was weird about her situation.
I followed her up the stairs to her apartment. My roommate Spanky wasn't wrong about her having a nice ass. I tried to keep my thoughts under control, but my blood was still racing from dealing with those little shitheads by the front door. I'd wanted to use the one kid as a bowling ball and knock the other ones down—bang their heads together until some manners came tumbling out. Little fuckers like that didn't understand reasoning and talking things out. That's what their mothers had been using on them for years, for all the good it did.
If somebody has no sense, you have to smack it into them. That's just how it is.
Once Aubrey and I got inside the apartment, she looked at me with those pale eyes, and I felt the pull of the moon. The force was stronger than ever, drawing us together.
She let me kiss her, and her sweet lips made me hungry. I stopped thinking. All instinct and desire. Her neck. My mouth on her breasts. Her writhing underneath me. Pushing against me and pulling me to her at the same time. So much confusion and desperation. Up was down, and she let out that sweet cry of relief.
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Sunday, April 28, 2013

Breathe Into Me by Amanda Stone

Eighteen year-old Kelsey Rien is more than ready to leave her past behind her.

Wanting nothing more than to walk into a room without everyone knowing the horrific details of an event that changed her life six years ago, she vows to concentrate on school and make something of herself.

But then she meets Kane Riley - the local bad boy. Kane's reputation is far from perfect, but is there more to him than what everyone else sees?

Kelsey soon learns that you can’t run from your past, no matter how hard you try. When her nightmares find her once again, Kelsey must find the courage to face the demons that have been haunting her and save the people she loves most.

Find it on Goodreads, Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Ladies, meet Kane Riley! I have been waiting for this book for months. I was so intrigued by the teasers that I moved it to the top of my TBR list and as soon as it went live I one-clicked it and read it straight through and I was not disappointed!

Kelsey is starting over, she moved away and started college with her best friend Jessi, thanks to the scholarships she was awarded. This is her chance at a new life, to make new friends without her past hanging over her head and just her chance to finally breathe.

Jessi convinces her to go out to a bar with her on their first night there. Kelsey agrees to go and do her best friend duties to make sure her friend isn't kidnapped and sold as a sex slave, lol. What she doesn't expect is to meet Kane Riley, the University bad boy face to face. Kane has a reputation as a playboy and womanizer. He is a hit em and quit em kind of guy, no strings attached. But, there is just something about him she can't forget, something that keeps pulling her to him. After everything Kelsey has been through she doesn't know what she believes. And soon everything she has been running from comes back to haunt her.

I loved this book and I can't wait for more from Amanda Stone. This was an awesome debut novel for her and I know her next book will be even better. Contact Amanda on Goodreads and Facebook.

Author Spotlight: Tiffany Aleman and Ashley Poch

Book Title: Luck of Love
Authors: Tiffany Aleman and Ashley Poch
Genre: New Adult/Romance/Contemporary

Blurb: Blake Riley thought she could leave her traumatic past behind when she left for college. Starting a new life and moving forward never sounded so good. Living carefree with her best friend in Ocean City New Jersey gave her the freedom she had always hoped for.

But sometimes life isn’t so carefree.

When Blake finds herself torn between the affections of two men, emotions that have been buried for years will be exposed. Derrick, a powerful CEO of a popular casino resort, instantly captivates her. Being drawn into his domineering passion, she bares herself to him in a way she least expected. With Landon, a successful attorney, she can be someone new; someone free from her haunting past. Each man evokes a different side of Blake. As both relationships grow stronger, walls will slowly begin to crack.

What will happen when the past slowly creeps its way into the present?

With two worlds filled with secrets and lies, it’s only a matter of time before they crash and truths are revealed.
My eyes go wide when she mentions that she’s dating someone.  I’ve never been one to step on another man’s toes, but there’s just something about this girl.  She gets me in some way.  I don’t care who she’s dating.  She said recently and to me that means not serious.  Blake starts bouncing in her seat as “Lil’ Freak,” by Usher and Niki Minaj starts playing over the loud speakers.
Reaching for her hand, I pull her up off the couch and guide her towards the dance floor. “Come on, let’s dance.”
“Okay but where’s Dean?” she asks looking around for him.
I point to another couch close to ours where he sits talking with a red head that keeps running her hand up and down his arm.  “I think he’s a little preoccupied right now,” I say, pulling Blake further out onto the dance floor.
Grabbing onto her hips, I pull her into me.  The lights in the glass floor below us pulse in time with the beat.  Blake’s body goes stiff as I try to get her to loosen up.  Placing my lips close to her ear, I say, “It’s just dancing, Blake.”
Nodding, she leans in close to my ear.  Her warm breath rushes out as she says, “You’re right.  Let’s dance.”
Turning in my arms, her back to my front, she begins rubbing her ass against my dick while the bass of the song moves through our bodies.  Sliding down my front and then back up slowly, her back glides against the bulge in my pants.  Splaying my right hand across her stomach, I hold her tightly against me, grinding into her from behind.  Using my left hand, I run my fingers up her ribs and down the inside of her arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps behind.  I reach for her hand and guide her arm up and around my neck.  Her head falls back against my chest.  With her eyes closed, she rocks into me, matching my rhythm.  I lean my head down, inhaling her seductive scent.  Skimming the tip of my nose up and down her neck, I reach her ear and nibble on her lobe.  I whisper to her, “Be my lil’ freak.”  A soft moan escapes her as I pull her tighter against me, molding our bodies together.  “Will you be my lil’ freak, Blake?”  I ask huskily.

Meet the Authors:
I am 27 years old, with a wonderful family. My husband is in the Army, and we have two wonderful children. Ashley and I have been the best of friends since we were 13. I am a recent graduate from South University. I graduated with my Associate's Degree as a Paralegal. I enjoy listening to music, playing with my kids, and going to the beach.

I have always liked to write, but never had an interest in reading until the Summer of 2012. I read the 50 Shades of Grey by E.L. James, and have been hooked on reading ever since. Some of my favorite authors include: E.L. James, SC Stephens, Molly McAdams, Rebecca Donovan, K.A Linde, and S.H. Kolee. This is my first novel, and Ashley and I have already decided there will another book in the Luck Series.
I am 28 years old. Tiffany will always refer to me as the older one and I am surprised she has admitted her true age. :) I am also married to a military man. My husband is in the Air Force and we are currently stationed in Grand Forks, ND. I am an Air Force veteran who served almost six years active duty and am also a recent graduate. I graduated with my Bachelor's Degree in Business Administration. I enjoy spending time with my kiddos, meeting new people, and reading.

I have to admit that we both love the same books and all of the authors mentioned above are just a few of the many authors we enjoy reading. I am looking forward to learning the whole process of self-publishing our first book and learning how we can improve the entire process for all of our readers.
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Saturday, April 27, 2013

Tour Stop: Translation of Love by Alice Montalvo-Tribue

Ellie Brooks has spent the past two years of her life building barriers around herself that are guaranteed to keep people out and her demons in. She doesn't want to get close to anyone for fear of being hurt again. When she meets Latin superstar Victor Garza, she is shocked at how quickly he is able to penetrate her armor. She doesn't want to let him in but can't deny the chemistry they have. He has the potential to heal her wounds and open her heart but she isn't sure she can let him. Will love be enough to keep them together or will Ellie's past prove to be too much for the pair to overcome?

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Author Info:
Alice Montalvo-Tribue lives with her husband and daughter in New Jersey. She has a bachelors degree in communications and is currently working on her masters degree. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, and when the weather permits lounging out on a beach.
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Friday, April 26, 2013

Blitz & Giveaway: Playing Patience by Tabatha Vargo

Book Title:  Playing Patience
Author:  Tabatha Vargo
Release Date:  April 26th 2013
Genre:  New Adult/Romance/Contemporary
Presented by:  As You Wish...

Sometimes all you need is Patience.

Life’s been hard for Zeke. Being a punching bag for his alcoholic father has turned him into stone. Not even the dodgy trailer park he lives in can scare him. Fighting is his release and sex, drugs, and his guitar bring him peace, but deep down Zeke isn’t quite as hard as he makes himself out to be. When he meets Patience, she finds all his broken pieces and puts him back together, but she’s a ray of light in his shadowed life and the last thing he wants to do is bring her into his dark world. Playing careless is easy, playing the bad guy can be fun, but playing Patience is impossible, especially when she can see right through him.

Zeke isn’t the only one who’s broken, and for the first time, in a long time, Patience feels alive. Her black and white world gets a shot of color when she meets Zeke. He’s unlike anyone she’s ever met with his tattoos, piercings, and blunt honesty. She wants nothing more than to let go and ride the wild side with him, but some wounds never heal and the broken pieces of Patience aren’t so easy to find.

***Warning: this book contains graphic language, sex, and violence. Mature readers only. Not intended for young adult readers.***

I turned away and flicked my blonde hair with the back of my fingers making sure it whipped him in the face.
He grabbed a fist full of it and gently tugged me against him. His warm body was pressed against my back. His strong heartbeat slammed into my shoulder reminding me how tall and big he was. His breath tickled my cheek as he pressed his lips to my ear. Goosebumps invaded every inch of my skin and I shivered. He felt my shiver and chuckled softly. It was deep and dark…sexy.
“Spit all the lies you want, Snowflake.” His hand snaked around me and under my shirt. My abdominal muscles clenched making my ribs ache as he ran his finger around my belly button. “Your body spoke my language the other night and it said differently. I’m not stupid; I see the way you look at me. It’s hot and I fucking love it. I bet you fantasize about me, too. One day you’re going to beg me for the things you fantasize about. If you’re a good little girl, I might give you some relief when that time comes. So, I suggest you play nice.” He planted a hot kiss on the side of my neck and then cold air rushed in against my back and replaced him.

Tabatha's been writing since she could pick up a pencil. Her first publication was a little poem in her elementary school paper, from that point on she was hooked. When she was a teenager, she traded in her girly magazines for personalized writing notebooks.

At nineteen, she met her own personal prince charming and writing took a back burner for a while. She's now married to that prince and the mother of a beautiful seven-year-old princess/rock star. Once her daughter was born, writing came back into her life, and she finished her very first novel, Wicked Fate, in May of 2009.

She's now pursuing her English degree and she hopes to one day teach while continuing to write.


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Playing Patience by Tabatha Vargo

Playing Patience

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Battlescars by Sophie Monroe

Aubrey Thompson is a twenty-three year old flight attendant for her dad’s small commercial fleet. She’s a sarcastic smartass that has no problem telling you where to go. She also despises rock stars…but that’s all part of the story. Her Granny Jean is spy and will have you laughing out loud.

In comes Jake Parker, the twenty-five year old lead singer of Battlescars. His reputation is the untamable bad-boy. He’s completely “balls to the wall” in everything that he does. Two days after returning home from a month long tour across Europe he gets a visit from Bruce, an executive from the record label. He informs Jake that Battlescars is going back on tour for three months. What everyone doesn’t know is that Jake is worn down and sick of the same old shit.

His record label hires Aubrey’s dads company to fly him around for the last minute tour. In order to keep her dad's company afloat they will have to learn to play nice. When Jake first meets Aubrey she refuses to even acknowledge his existence. He sees her as refreshing and a challenge.

Both of them have some pretty heavy scars from their pasts holding them back. Can Jake get Aubrey to let him in? Or will she shoot him down based on his outlandish reputation? Will her fear of getting hurt again keep him out for good?

Are the two of them a match in heaven or hell?

Official Battlescars Playlist:
30 Second to Mars- I’ll Attack

Finger Eleven- Living in a Dream

The Brixton Riot- It’s Been Too Long

Lit- Partner In Crime

Nonpoint- Everybody Down

Angus & Julia Stone- Big Jet Plane

Lostprophets- Can’t Catch Tomorrow

Hinder- Heaven Sent

Journey- Don’t Stop Believin’

Papa Roach- Alive (N’ Out of Control)

The Gaslight Anthem- Blue Dahlia

Metallica- Turn the Page

Age of Daze (Days) – Afflicted

About the Author:
Sophie Monroe is a New Jersey native just starting out her writing adventure. She has always been a night owl with a creative side. Her books often reflect both her sense of humor and sarcasm.

She tries to communicate on the fact that "life's too short" in her stories. Bad things happen in life it's inevitable, but pick yourself up and dust yourself off and move forward. Nothing can hold you down, unless you choose to let it.

She also loves to incorporate meaningful quotes that she hopes will inspire her readers (or at least give them a good laugh).


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Jake Circa 2007

“Jake.” A voice whined. Not again… I groaned.

I sat up and rubbed my hands over my scruffy face. Damn, I really needed to shave. I woke up with not one, but two girls in my bed. I always tried my hardest to get them out as soon as the party was over and I had my fun. Obviously last night was a mind eraser because I barely remembered any of it. I remember playing the show, but everything that happened after that is anyone’s guess. I’m pretty sure the one is named Vanessa and the other one was Trixie or was is Victoria? Who cares…

I rubbed my eyes hoping the room would stop spinning. I looked over and noticed the pile of condoms on the floor. Thank fuck I’ve never be that stupid, even while completely inebriated. I tried to climb out of bed. Vanessa kept trying to push me back on the bed. I struggled against her and managed to get to my feet. She sat on the edge of the bed pouting with her arms crossed. Awesome… I walked out into the living room and saw my newly acquired bodyguard Brett sitting on the couch. I motioned with my head for him to take care of the disposal. He nodded in understanding and went to do this mornings tossing. They really needed to give him a raise or something.

I stepped into the shower and turned the water on as hot as I could. My head was pounding something fierce. I wondered what the rest of the guys ended up doing last night after I left. I stayed under the water until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I walked back into the room and noticed it had been cleaned up a bit. All the wrappers were gone as were last night’s guests. I went over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers and some clothes. I dressed in a haste and went across the hall to see the rest of the guys. We over slept and needed to be at the arena in an hour. I opened the door and started banging around.

“What the fuck man?” Derek grumbled.

“Come on we need to go.” I said rolling him off the couch onto the floor.

We were a bunch of twenty-one year old misfits. We met in Arizona a couple of years ago and took a chance on moving to LA last year. We were stuck playing small gigs when a label approached us about signing. We jumped at the opportunity and have been on a small fifteen-passenger bus for the past three months opening up for Crashing Down.

We spent our days sleeping off our hangovers and our nights playing shows and partying. I think I’m going to need a new liver soon. I went over to the bedroom and started shaking Blake. He was bitching to leave him alone. Kevin came out of the bathroom ready to go. Together we managed to get Blake to his feet. He was still feeling the effects of last night. Once everyone was ready we climbed into the van and headed over to the venue.

We lugged in all of our equipment since we weren’t quite at the status of a headliner and didn’t get roadies. We performed a quick sound check and headed over to the little closet that they called a dressing room. The groupies were already there in the masses. I saw a cute little dark haired girl and decided she would be the bad decision for the night. I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to look at me and gaped. She was cute. Dark hair, big brown eyes with a hot little body.

“OH MY GOD!” She squeaked. “Y-you’re Jake Parker.” She stuttered.

“Last I checked.” I smirked.

“I’m a huge fan.” She eyed me up and down. “I’m Rachel.”

“Nice to meet you Rachel.” I grabbed a beer and walked over to sit on a folding metal chair. She came over and sat on my lap. Yep, she was an easy one.

We did the show and took the van back to the hotel. We had a little party in the room before Rachel and I retreated back to my room. I was definitely drunk. Again. Rachel was more than willing and by the time I came out of the bathroom from taking a piss she was sprawled out across the bed naked. She offered me a condom, but I didn’t trust anything that wasn’t mine. I suited up and fucked her. I honestly don’t know why I continued to do it. It was meaningless sex. It meant nothing other then getting my rocks off. I pounded into her until I came. I didn’t even care that she didn’t even get off. She was pouting her bottom lip. I turned off the bedside lamp and rolled over closing my eyes.

When I woke up the next morning, actually it was the afternoon I went straight into the bathroom. I showered and came out to get some clothes. My wallet was missing, as was my cell phone. I walked into the living area and asked Brett if he took them. He looked at me and shook his head. Fucking bitch stole my shit. I tossed everything in my suitcase and called to cancel all my credit cards. Brett’s phone was ringing. He answered it and handed it to me. It was Ron. He was like my dad. He was the only steady adult figure I’ve had in my life.

“Hi son. How are you?” He asked.

“Alright.” I tried to sound like I had my shit together. Though there was no fooling him.

“You sure as hell don’t sound alright.” He protested. “Listen you are supposed to be on tour. Have fun. Hell, have a few beers here and there, but I know exactly what you’re doing and it ain’t right Jake. You can’t change your past. I know it’s all fun and games getting your dick wet every night, but there’s more to life than that. Get your shit together or I’m coming to take you home. I will not stand by and watch you dry up into another has been. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. I’ll check back with you in a couple days. Remember what I said.”

He hung up the phone and I handed it back to Brett. I went back into my room and sat on the edge of the bed. Ron was right. I needed to get my shit together. I was using my fame and leaving a wake of destruction in its path. I vowed to give up the drinking except for an occasional beer from time to time and the groupies needed to go. I was going to try my hardest to get my act together. I just hoped that I was strong enough to do it.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Blog Tour: Blood Debt by Nancy Straight

Her whole life, it had just been the two of them. Before her mother’s last breath, she gave Camille the information she had craved her entire life: the identity of her father. Daring to contact him, Camille was welcomed by an entire family she never knew existed. But nothing comes without a price, as she discovers when her family claims a legendary heritage tracing back to a centaur touched by Zeus.

As she learns the secrets of her Centaur bloodline, she is drawn into a forbidden love with Drake. Her life may be the blood debt required to pay for her mother’s transgressions. The same person who once held her mother captive, and forced her into decades of hiding, now controls Camille. Her only chance is to seek a piece of her mother’s past that will win her freedom and the life she desperately wants.

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I have never read anything like this book. I didn't really know what to expect when I started it, but I am used to the unexpected so I continued on. I'm so glad that I did! This was an amazing story that I would recommend to anyone that likes YA paranormal.

The book is very well written and the story captivated me. At first I was worried because of the term centaur, but after finding out what the author really meant by this I was just drawn in even more.

After the ending, I am in a funk. I can;t wait for book 2 to be released and from what I have researched it seems that it could be soon. Yay!!

Author Bio:
I LOVE Starbucks’ White Mocha Latte and Mountain Dew, (but not together). I have a lead foot so I set cruise control when I drive, even in 25 MPH zones. I almost never win when I play Angry Birds, but have my 8 year old close, so he can clear the hard levels for me. I grew up on a farm and am opposed to eating fresh chicken (not opposed to meat - just opposed to any meat that was alive a few hours before lunch). I am a huge fan of the show, Big Bang Theory, on CBS. I have a stray cat that I feed every night and morning but she’s never let me get closer than within 3 feet of her – I keep thinking eventually I’ll wear her down and she’ll let me pet her. I share my life with two fantastic sons, three rotten dogs and a husband that I adore.


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Cover Reveal: Pieces of Truth (Pieces of Lies 2) by Angela Richardson

Expected Release: May 15, 2013

In the sequel to Pieces of Lies, we follow Norah and Clint to New York, the playground for the Lappell and Big Joe.

From the outside, everything looks great for Norah and Clint. They have a new apartment, new jobs, a new life. Everything looks perfect... or is it?
Leaving Morewell was a big step for the couple, but for Norah, she moved with the knowledge that there could be more secrets Clint could be keeping, more deception that could bring her whole world crashing down. She took the step knowing the truth would be lurking in the shadows, waiting for her to find it. Will the truth find Norah or will she find the truth?

In this story, relationships will be tested, old feelings will surface, secrets will be revealed and emotions will run high. By the end, Norah will have chosen her love, but at what price?

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Find our review of Book One, Pieces of Lies, HERE.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

REAL (Real, Raw & Ripped #1) by Katy Evans

A fallen boxer.
A woman with a broken dream.
A competition…
He even makes me forget my name. One night was all it took, and I forgot everything and anything except the sexy fighter in the ring who sets my mind ablaze and my body on fire with wanting… Remington Tate is the strongest, most confusing man I’ve ever met in my life. He’s the star of the dangerous underground fighting circuit, and I’m drawn to him as I’ve never been drawn to anything in my life. I forget who I am, what I want, with just one look from him. When he’s near, I need to remind myself that I am strong–but he is stronger. And now it’s my job to keep his body working like a perfect machine, his taut muscles primed and ready to break the bones of his next opponents . . . But the one he’s most threatening to, now, is me. I want him. I want him without fear. Without reservations. If only I knew for sure what it is that he wants from me?
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I pretty much just panted my way through this entire book. Remington "Riptide" Tate is a freaking sexy beast, the kind of man that can turn you to liquid with just one look.
His lips curl and meet my gaze. "Brooke Dumas." He just fucked my name right in front of me. And right in front of Mel. And as I feel his tongue twist roughly around those two words, his voice sinfully dark, like things you crave to eat but really shouldn't, desire swells between my legs. His eyes are hot and almost proprietary when he looks at me. I've never been stared at like this before.
Seriously ladies, you may want to stand over a fan while reading this one, it is just that HOT!! I think it is safe to say that Remington Tate has taken over for all book boyfriends in the history of book boyfriends. I freaking LOVE LOVE LOVED this book, I'm so glad this story isn't over and Katy will bring us more Remington and Brooke because I'm not ready to let go just yet.

Remington "Riptide" Tate is a badass, the king of the underground boxing world. He doesn't come to play he comes to own you. But underneath all of that is a man that just wants to be understood and accepted for him not "Riptide". He has issues (Oh, how I love a tortured soul) that will break your heart and make you want to cuddle him up and love him forever. He has a side that very few see, everyone is standing around with their hands out or waiting to take him down, it's a constant battle to stay on top when it seems that the whole world is against you, even yourself.

Bring in Brooke Dumas, another tortured soul who can't seem to overcome her past, her broken dreams. She has tried to move on, to become a sports therapist but with no callback from job interviews even that is beginning to look hopeless. Until she meets "Riptide". He offers her a job she can't refuse, join his team and keep him in top shape for the remainder of his tour, all the way to the BIG FIGHT. Brooke would be a fool to turn this down, but can she keep things between them professional when all she wants to do is crawl all over him?
“There he is, a woman's living, breathing fantasy, doing his slow, cocky turn, spiky black hair, darkly tanned chest, dimpled smile-killer smile-all in the package of Remington Tate. He's perfection itself, and a new surge of hormones sweeps through me as I do what the rest of the crowd does and take in his visual, so blatantly on display in those low riding boxing shorts and so strikingly sexy, he becomes the center of my attention. The center. Of my. World.”

Add the rest of this Series, Real, Raw & Ripped to you Goodreads TBR List.
1. Real
2. Mine (Expected Release June 2013)
3. Remy (Real, told from Remington's POV)
4.Untitled (Melanie's Story)