Thursday, February 5, 2015

Lion's Share - Rachel Vincent Pre order and New Shiny cover

Rachel Vincent’s Shifters series is getting a spinoff, and it’s almost here! LION’S SHARE (Wildcats Book 1) will be out on February 23, and it’s up for preorder on Amazon! (With more preorder links to come…)

Check out the shiny new cover:
Cant wait !!
Lion's Share Final

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About the book:

Abby Wade has a dangerous secret.
Two months ago, she disobeyed an order, but instead of kicking her out of the Pride, Jace offered her a job. Since then, she’s been battling a completely inappropriate crush on the young, hot Alpha. But when accepting his job offer seems like the only way to keep her skeletons safely in their closet, Abby doesn’t hesitate.
Jace Hammond has a big problem.
A rogue is slaughtering humans in his territory, and he must eliminate the threat before the entire shifter species is exposed. There could not be a worse time for Abby to accept a job he only offered as a boost to her confidence. Abby is smart, beautiful, and resilient—more than enough to distract any man from the mission. Unfortunately, she may just be the worst enforcer ever to hold the title.
As they hunt the killer, Abby’s secret becomes a threat to Jace’s authority and to her own life. But the real danger is the grip she has on his twice-shy heart.

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Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Manwhore - Excerpt Reveal by Katy Evans


The first book in a brand new series by the author of Real, comes the story of a hot entrepreneur, legendary for his bedroom antics and his hell-raising parties, and the woman set on exposing his deepest secrets… And today, I have a delicious excerpt for you!! Get ready to meet Saint in Manwhore… ♥
Expected release date: 24 March 2015
Is it possible to expose Chicago’s hottest player—without getting played?
This is the story I’ve been waiting for all my life, and its name is Malcolm Kyle Preston Logan Saint. Don’t be fooled by that last name though. There’s nothing holy about the man except the hell his parties raise. The hottest entrepreneur Chicago has ever known, he’s a man’s man with too much money to spend and too many women vying for his attention.
Mysterious. Privileged. Legendary. His entire life he’s been surrounded by the press as they dig for tidbits to see if his fairytale life is for real or all mirrors and social media lies. Since he hit the scene, his secrets have been his and his alone to keep. And that’s where I come in.
Assigned to investigate Saint and reveal his elusive personality, I’m determined to make him the story that will change my career.
But I never imagined he would change my life. Bit by bit, I start to wonder if I’m the one discovering him…or if he’s uncovering me.
What happens when the man they call Saint, makes you want to sin?
Excerpt ..

I look very different than the girl Saint met in his office. But I don’t feel any different. My nerves are frayed to the edges as I give my name to a bouncer at the entrance and I’m allowed into the club, every part of me snug and tight in my dress as my black heels hit the floor.

Whereas M4 was all museum-like, the Ice Box is pure dark decadence. Ice sculptures sit on pedestals around the room. Cages with body-painted dancers hang from the ceiling. A bar with white and blue lights stretches from one wall to another.

Strobe lights flash across the space as I get jostled by the crowd. The bass thumps as the song “Waves” by Mr. Probz plays for the dancing crowd. Drinks are flowing on shiny silver trays, and the drinks are so adorned—by fruits, olives, salt glitter or colorful liquid swirls—they’re like artworks. This isn’t a normal swanky club. It’s the rich boys’ club and everywhere you look are beautiful people wearing beautiful things.

“I met him! God! When he said hi I thought I’d faint…!”

My nerves eat at me as I hear that, because I know for sure they’re talking about him. Trying to breathe, I wind deeper into the club, wishing for Gina so bad I ache. The room is packed with women, some clearly on the hunt, others already paired with someone, a few hanging out with their friends. I breathe slowly, in and out, telling myself I can do this. It’s just a club. I can have some fun. It’s been a while since I’ve gone out to a club, and never a club like this, but it doesn’t matter. I can interview people, and if I’m lucky, I can do more than that.

After scanning the area and trying to find the best spy-spots, I go to the top level and that’s when I get the best look at what’s happening downstairs at the most crowded corner.

And speak of the devil. My heart stops a beat when I see that dark head of his, and that loathed, burning knot in my stomach squeezes with a vengeance. I swear no one in my life has ever made me this nervous.

He sits with his arms stretched out behind him, a wine glass and two women vying for his attention as he chats with his friends. His masculine face is illuminated in certain angles when the lights flash—his beauty unprecedented.

Okay. Breathing. Do I want him to know I’m here or not?

A watery sensation seems to spread down my limbs as I force myself to go downstairs. I wind a path to the ladies’ room and worm myself through the throng of bodies toward a wide mirror above a set of modernist floating sinks. A group of women preen at themselves while I look our reflections. To my right, a woman pouts her red lips, and to my left, her friend pouts her pink ones. Me? I’m still me, but I look extravagant, like I was born here. I look very different than the young girl in coveralls he met. Will he even recognize me like this?

“You going to the after-party?” Red Lips asks Pink Lips as they retouch their lipsticks.

“No key yet.”

“Lookie lookie.” Red Lips waves a keycard in the air.

There’s squealing in the room and she tucks the key into her bra. “Mine!”

“So there’s an after-party?” I ask them.

“At Saint’s penthouse,” one says, nodding.

“How do you get invited to this party?”

“A hundred keys are distributed during the evening.”

A sudden thought of stealing the very key she’s just tucked into her bra flickers through my mind. I mean, it’s just a key. It couldn’t possibly be a felony.

“Babe,” she tells me, “stop giving my key the eye! I’ve been waiting three years to get a key like this. Go and work your ass out there if you want one. Only the finest asses make it.”

“Thanks,” I say, turning to look at my ass in the mirror questioningly. Gina says I’ve got a great ass. It’s perky and the perfect handful, some would say. But would Saint say that?

I sigh and lean against the wall, then I spot all the little writings on an open stall door. I narrow my eyes, forcing my focus.

Malcolm for my baby-daddy

I sucked Saint’s cock

Tahoe rammed me right here

Callan licks c*nt like a caveman

I head back into the noise and try to find a good spot for spying when I see him again. The two women won’t leave his side and now my stomach for some reason feels jumpy, annoying me. One of the blondes takes a shot from the waiter, licks the rim, and then adds salt.

Saint edges back and watches her with an expression of casual boredom, but his lips are curled, as if he’s having some fun.

I’m so engrossed watching—a little too fascinated and a little bit disgusted—I don’t realize a guard has walked up to me until he’s right in my face. He signals to the back of the room—to where Saint’s best friends are now watching me. Saint isn’t even looking my way. Oh no, he’s too busy being entertained, still wearing that almost-bored smile. Maybe they need to take their tops off to get him excited?

All three men fit in perfectly with the lavish surroundings, but I can’t look at the other two. Only at Malcolm. Malcolm’s dark good looks blend with the shadows like Hades in his own little corner of hell.

Suddenly he laughs over something one of the blondes does and he turns a little, his eyes landing straight on me—and stopping there.

I feel his stare like a hit of adrenaline. I want to look away, but I can’t, I feel trapped. I don’t know if I made this up but I could’ve sworn his chest jerked as if he sucked in a breath.

Does he recognize me?

Do I want him to?

Suddenly the atmosphere is so heavy I can’t breathe. My lungs feel like rocks and I really can’t breathe. As he rakes me in one fast, complete sweep of his eyes that makes my stomach grip nervously, he takes in my pumps up to my long blonde hair, and I become aware of my dress hugging the top of my thighs, my hips, my abdomen, my breasts and even my ass. Oh god. I force myself to follow the guard in his direction, every step accelerating my heartbeat. In that black suit and without a tie, the top button of his shirt open and his hair a bit rumpled, Saint is the embodiment of luxurious and decadent and sin. He is Sin Itself and I feel like an absolute…virgin.

He stretches his long legs out before him, his stare fixed on mine without any seeming inclination to move away.

“Mr. Saint,” the guard clears his throat. “The gentlemen had me summon her.”

Although his smile doesn’t waver, the look on his face is completely remote and unreadable.

“Here she is, gentlemen,” the guard then tells the other two—the blond and the copper-haired men looking at me like lunch.

“Tahoe,” the blonde says.

“Callan,” the copper-haired says.

Saint merely pats the blondes on the butt and sends them on her way, then he reaches out to take my elbow somehow in an instinctive gesture that brings me a strange sense of comfort. I don’t know anybody else here, so when he tugs me to his side, I go down and sit next to him on the edge of the long booth.

And that’s when he leans his dark head over to me and murmurs, “Malcolm.” His voice is so deep and rumbling, I shiver.

“Rachel,” I lamely offer.

He raises his eyebrow and stares at me. What are you doing here, Rachel? he seems to ask.

I’m wondering what to say, when Tahoe lifts his drink and drains it. “You’re up past your bedtime.” The Texan oil baby. Oozing charm, drawling out the words.

I don’t know why but I’m acutely aware of the position of Saint’s body in relation to mine. He just straightened fully in the booth and somehow shifted so his arm is very noticeably stretched out behind me.

“Like they say, no rest for the wicked,” I answer Tahoe with an extra-wide smile, my heart pounding over Saint’s nearness.

Suddenly I can smell him. Just him. Among all the mingled scents in the room, it’s Saint somehow in my lungs, in every breath. He radiates a vitality that draws me like a magnet. It unnerves me but something in his presence, so close to me, soothes me too.

“Apparently there’s a dress code—Saint had to drop his tail and horns at the door,” Callan jokes as a waiter sets a drink before me.

“Oh yes.” I tug the hem of my skirt self-consciously, “I had to drop half my dress.”

“Did you now?” Tahoe asks.


One word, one letter, from Malcolm.

“Yeah, Saint?” Tahoe returns, lifting his eyebrows.


I almost spit out the drink. I cough and slam my hand to my chest, and Saint calmly reaches out to take my drink from my hand and sets it aside.  “Okay?” he asks, ducking his head and peering into my face.

I give one last cough and squeeze my eyes shut and nod, and when I open my eyes, Saint is the only thing I see. I find him staring at me in such a penetrating way I can feel the stare in my bones.

“Did you just get to the party, Rachel?” he asks.

As he waits for my reply, he reaches for my cocktail and extends the glass out to me. His wrist is thick and looks so strong, so golden, his skin smooth, his arm dusted with a little bit of hair as I cautiously take it from him, our fingers brushing.

Tahoe reaches for his coat pocket and waves whatever he extracted in the air. “Saint! May I?”

Excitement leaps in my chest when I realize it’s the key!

“Not happening, that’s not her scene,” Malcolm murmurs besides me.

“Aw! Come on, let me give her a key. She’s a dime, man,” Tahoe drawls.

I’m so disbelieving, I’m not even breathing as Malcolm slowly stands. I follow him up, staring up into his face in confusion.

“What do you mean it’s not my scene?” I demand. I feel like there’s no gravity when he stands so close to me. I’m dizzy. Confused. And unexpectedly hurt.

For the first time since we met, he looks at me like he’s actually losing his temper…with me. He leans closer and puts his lips close to my ear. “Trust me when I tell you, it’s not your scene. Go home,” he whispers. He sends me a look laden with warning and walks away, blending into the crowd.

Tahoe and Callan stare at me, speechless. “That’s a first,” Tahoe mumbles and heads away.

I feel myself burn in humiliation and confusion. Worse is that, when I go outside, the same man who drove us around the day before walks over to me.

“Miss Livingston, a pleasure to drive you,” he says, hanging up his phone as if Saint just called him. He is a huge man, with a bald head, an earpiece, and no expression. A second later, he’s opening the car door of the Rolls for me.


Did Saint call him just now and ask him to escort me home?

Aware of people staring and seeing me being led to Saint’s car, I climb into the back of the car and I murmur my thanks simply because it’s not this man’s fault.

The car smells new and expensive and, like him. A bottle of wine and water bottles ride with me. There’s music in the background and the temperature is just right. The perfect luxury of it all tempts me to run my hands down my dress and look down at myself in confusion. What is wrong with me?

I feel as if he pulled the rug from under me and reminded me what I’m up against. The top of the species. Somebody ruthless.

I can’t take the heat in the back of my ears and on my cheeks. I sag on the backseat and set my forehead on the window. Focus, Livingston! Exhaling, I grab my phone and try to write down all the details about what I saw, but I can’t right now. I just can’t do anything but ride here, in his car, wondering why I feel so vulnerable.

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Saturday, January 31, 2015

The Road To Ruin - Bronwyn Stuart book review

Paperback, 304 pages
Published December 1st 2014 by Harlequin MIRA
Review supplied by Publisher for honest review.
4 stars .
When the most desperate of times calls for the most scandalous of measures.

James Trelissick, Marquis of Lasterton, has but one plan: to get his sister and mother back from the notorious pirate who stole them from their ship bound for the Americas, without creating the scandal of the season. After months of fruitless searching, his family name and his sister’s reputation hang dangerously by a single thread. So, taking matters into his own hands, he kidnaps the one woman who must hold some of the answers: the daughter of the pirate captain.

Daniella Germaine’s only wish is to be reinstated to the decks of her father’s pirate ship. She will do whatever it takes to regain his attention after he decides she needs to be a real lady and ships her off to London to find a husband. With disgrace her last option, she tries everything she can think of to scandalise: riding at breakneck speed through the park to win a gentleman’s wager and swimming naked in the moonlight. It’s during another of these deeds of daring that her plans fall to pieces and her future lands in the hands of a man with not a lot left to lose…

Somewhere along the road to ruin, when lives are at stake and hearts are torn, Daniella and James must each decide between what they want, and what they actually need, to really live…

A feisty, sexy historical novel of daring, lust, and finding love in the most unlikely places.


The Road to Ruin is a must read Historical romance. With interesting and unique characters , the author has painted her settings and characters with life and spark.

A smooth flowing plot with intriguing characters and a wonderful setting, The Road to Ruin will be enjoyed by all who enjoy the historical setting and era that the book is set in.

Two unlikely characters embark on a not so planned journey and along the way many many unexpected turns become about.

I enjoyed the banter between the characters and at times I admit I had a laugh out loud moments with the sassy and smart whitted Daniella Germaine .

James Trelissick, Marquis of Lasterton, surely had his work cut out for his with this sassy woman. Trying not only to deny the chemistry between them and protect her as well it surely was a struggle of wills.

Daniella Germaine is sent to London to give up her pirate ways in order to become a lady and find herself a husband. But this is not what she is after. She causes many a scandal so she can get back to her father and his boat - but along the way James Trelissick has other plans.

James has his own background to his story - but the path that he must follows involves a sassy , hot headed woman and the return of something he had had stolen from him.

They both embark on a journey of discovery, passion and danger ..

A scandalous historical romance , filled with passion, danger , lust and intrigue. It will keep you captivated till the very last pages.


After We Fell by Anna Todd - Book review

  • Gallery Books | 
  • 336 pages | 
  • ISBN 9781476792507 | 
  • December 2014
  • Supplied by Publisher for my honest review
  • Book 3 in The After Series
  • Rating 5 Hessa Stars

    Book Three of the After series—now newly revised and expanded, Anna Todd’s After fanfiction racked up 1 billion reads online and captivated readers across the globe.

     Experience the Internet’s most talked-about book for yourself!Tessa and Hardin’s love was complicated before. Now it’s more confusing than ever. AFTER WE FELL…Life will never be the same.

     #HESSA Just as Tessa makes the biggest decision of her life, everything changes. Revelations about first her family, and then Hardin’s, throw everything they knew before in doubt and makes their hard-won future together more difficult to claim. Tessa’s life begins to come unglued. Nothing is what she thought it was. Not her friends. Not her family. The one person she should be able to rely on, Hardin, is furious when he discovers the massive secret she’s been keeping. And rather than being understanding, he turns to sabotage.

    Tessa knows Hardin loves her and will do anything to protect her, but there’s a difference between loving someone and being able to have them in your life. This cycle of jealousy, unpredictable anger, and forgiveness is exhausting. She’s never felt so intensely for anyone, so exhilarated by someone’s kiss—but is the irrepressible heat between her and Hardin worth all the drama? Love used to be enough to hold them together. But if Tessa follows her heart now, will it be…the end? -

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    This series by Anna Todd will consume you at  every page. A smoothly delivered storyline , and at 834 pages long   I  know I am in for a roller coaster ride before I even open the first page.

    The author knows how to weave her magic within the pages. The series is huge - the books massive in length but I find that nothing is over stepped, everything within the pages is relevant and wonderfully delivered.

    After we Fell picks up where the last book After We collided ends. You are taken on a ride within this story, heartache, angst, love, growth and an anger that will leave you antsy.

    The characters are still learning in there relationship, it seems to be a constant battle with secrets and jealousy .. Arguing, and it seems to be going in the same direction on repeat. But saying this they both are learning - in there own ways.

    Certain parts can get frustrating - You have to wander if this pair will ever get where they want to be.

    They sabotage the love and relationship by repeating past mistakes over and over.. Its like a viscous circle.

    This does create interest for me -  the reader - as I can understand the frustration.  We see a darker side to Harden in this book. His anger makes him do things he certainly knows he shouldn't. His actions always have a consequence. * this will make sense when you have read the book *

    Tessa seems to also be in a tizzy in this book - she made some really stupid decisions, I as a reader just shook my head over and thought WTF !!! It seems we think Harden is always to blame but in this book you really have to wander they both seem to be as bad as she each other lol.

    KEEP READING ! I TOLD MYSELF even though I was pissed off at a certain part.

    Even though this book is filled with angst ,hurt, heartache we also see a growth within the characters. 
    (Depth or course and definition into them.) Maturity and growth plays a strong part.

    The love they share is evident - and in the end we do see Hardin make some choices which I found quiet profound. He always seems the weaker link in this relationship but ultimately his love and support take over .. He realizes what he must do to show the one person he loves the most.  Cliché I know.

    I love the inner dialogue from Tessa - it gives us depth into her love for Harden and she really does try to understand him and love him even as damaged as he is. And she knows that it is her that he will only ever truly love. ** heart patters **

    After We Fell  is my favourite so far  in the series to date.

    I love Hardin's flirting and dirty lingo , his stupid comments and banter it always put a grin on my face and I am sure while reading I have that sheepish look on my face (haha. ) Despite the character he is you can't but fall in love with him - a damaged man finding his way around love. With his strong points and weak ones to boot.

    Anna Todd weaves a delicious tale of love, filled with many moments that will leave you with your mouth agape.

    She brings out every emotion possible within the story , from tears, to swoony drooly moments to anger where you silently curse the stupidity of the characters.

    A roller coaster ride so to speak with a WTF ending that will leave you wanting more !!

    Heart-wrenching, romantic, and simply un-putdownable.

    Thank you to Simon & Schuster Australia for providing me with this book for my honest review.

    Friday, January 30, 2015

    Rachel Vincent - Lion's Share - A wildcats Novel Cover reveal & Giveaway



    Lion’s Share by Rachel Vincent
    (Wildcats #1)
    Publication date: February 23rd 2015
    Genres: New Adult, Paranormal

    Abby Wade has a dangerous secret.
    Two months ago, she disobeyed an order, but instead of kicking her out of the Pride, Jace offered her a job. Since then, she’s been battling a completely inappropriate crush on the young, hot Alpha. But when accepting his job offer seems like the only way to keep her skeletons safely in their closet, Abby doesn’t hesitate.
    Jace Hammond has a big problem.
    A rogue is slaughtering humans in his territory, and he must eliminate the threat before the entire shifter species is exposed. There could not be a worse time for Abby to accept a job he only offered as a boost to her confidence. Abby is smart, beautiful, and resilient—more than enough to distract any man from the mission. Unfortunately, she may just be the worst enforcer ever to hold the title.
    As they hunt the killer, Abby’s secret becomes a threat to Jace’s authority and to her own life. But the real danger is the grip she has on his twice-shy heart.

    Rachel Vincent is the author of the Shifters series and the Unbound series for adults, as well as the Soul Screamers series for teens.

    Rachel's next young adult book is THE STARS NEVER RISE, coming from Delacorte in June of 2015, and her new series for adults will debut with MENAGERIE, coming from Mira books in the fall of 2015

    Rachel Vincent is a former English teacher and an eager champion of the Oxford comma. She shares her home in Oklahoma with two cats, two teenagers, and her husband, who's been her # 1 fan from the start. Rachel is older than she looks and younger than she feels, and she remains convinced that writing about the things that scare her is the cheapest form of therapy--but social media is a close second.

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    Thursday, January 29, 2015

    Craved by An Alpha Blog Barrage - Felicity Heaton

    Felicity Heaton's Craved by an Alpha Blog Barrage
    Craved by an Alpha, the fifth book in New York Times best-seller Felicity Heaton’s hot paranormal romance series, Eternal Mates, is now available in ebook and paperback. To celebrate the release, she’s holding a FANTASTIC GIVEAWAY at her website and sharing sneak peeks of the book.
    Find out how to enter the Craved by an Alpha international giveaway (ends February 8th) and be in with a shot of winning a $75, $50 or $25 gift certificate at her website, where you can also download a 5 chapter sample of the novel:

    Here’s more about Craved by an Alpha, including an excerpt from this paranormal romance novel.
    Craved by an Alpha
    Having turned his back on his snow leopard pride, Cavanaugh has been counting the days until he’s free of a role he never wanted—one that separated him from his fated female and stands between him and the future he craves with her.
    Just days from the night he will finally be free to be with the low-ranking beauty who stole his heart, she walks back into his life and threatens to destroy everything he’s worked towards in the five long years they’ve been apart.
    Eloise has travelled across continents searching for the male who was once her best friend and so much more to her, but was now her pride’s true alpha. Desperate to fulfil a promise to her kin to save them from the tyrant he left in charge, she convinces Cavanaugh to return to his pride, but as they journey to Bhutan, doubts bloom and old feelings resurface, tearing her between duty and her deepest desires and impossible dreams.
    Will Eloise be able to resist the burning need that Cavanaugh reignites in her and remember her place in the pride? And can Cavanaugh find a way to save his kin and claim the future he craves with the woman he loves?
    Craved by an Alpha is available from Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks stores and other retailers. Also available in paperback. Find the links to your preferred retailer at:


    Cavanaugh checked his watch. The coloured lights above the bar of Underworld flashed across the glass face in time with the thumping music, but didn’t stop him from seeing what he wanted. It was gone midnight. Four years and three hundred and fifty seven days had passed. In eight days, with the rising of the full moon, he would be a man without status.
    He couldn’t wait.
    It felt as if this moment had been too long coming, as if he had been waiting an eternity for it to pass. Pride politics and all the bullshit that came with the territory would cease to exist.
    He would be free.
    Cavanaugh leaned his backside against the corner of the black bar, tucking himself away from the lighted area off to his left where Sherry was flirting with another group of young fae as she served them their drinks, twirling her blonde ponytail around her fingers, and Kyter was stomping around looking as if he was chewing a wasp. Hard. The big sandy-haired jaguar shifter had been in a foul mood since his new mate, Iolanthe, had returned to her homeland of the elf kingdom to break the news to her parents. Apparently, Kyter had wanted to go with her, and Iolanthe had wisely decided to go alone. Cavanaugh had overheard her mentioning something about how he had threatened to kill her parents.
    He sighed and rolled his shoulders to ease the ache building in them, born of a punishing workout session that had lasted over half a day. The closer he came to the day he had been waiting for, the tenser he became and the only release he had found was unleashing hell on the gym Kyter had set up in the back of the nightclub Cavanaugh called home.
    His boss had suggested finding a female to slake his needs, but Cavanaugh wasn’t interested in the women who frequented the club, or their attention. He could probably have his pick, but there was only one woman he wanted in this world.
    His fated mate.
    He palmed the right pocket of his black trousers, feeling the wallet there, his thoughts with the faded photograph it contained. The image was seared on his memory, burned there by countless hours spent lying on his bed in his small apartment in the back of Underworld, holding the old picture above him and staring at it.
    Countless hours filled with regret.
    Countless hours in which he had wondered how different things might have been.
    He was trying to make that difference happen. He was trying to change the paths they had somehow ended up treading and bring them back together.
    The methods he had chosen hadn’t been the best, but he couldn’t change things now. He had made his choice and he had lived with it, through the fight that had almost claimed his life to the pain of realising the mistake he had made to the close to five years of separation that had broken part of him.
    That part of him had been fractured before he had set in motion the series of events that had brought him to Underworld.
    It had been a constant source of pain since that fateful night back at his pride’s village and he had been doing his best to stem the flow of it, feeling as if he was trying to hold back a tsunami with his bare hands. Every night since then, he had patched up his heart as best he could and fought for the strength to keep walking forwards, his eyes fixed on the future he wanted, determined to make it happen.
    Determined to turn all the mistakes he had made, and the pain and the loneliness he had endured, into something glorious.
    Having his mate in his arms.
    A commotion near the entrance of the nightclub off to his left caught his attention and Kyter’s too. Cavanaugh stared beyond the sandy-haired male, trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening. The crowd was too thick, the club jumping tonight, making it impossible to catch anything other than a flash of a tattered grey coat hood and a backpack. It looked as if someone had rolled into the wrong place.
    They were dressed for a damned expedition, not a nightclub where most of the patrons wore little and worked up a sweat on the dance floor, and in the shadowy alcoves.
    A female flagged him, waving her hand as if he was a slave and she could order him around. Cavanaugh shot her a black look but she persisted, flashing him a come-get-me smile that made him cold inside.
    No one could smile as she could.
    Her smile lit up the world.
    It made even the coldest reaches of his heart warm.
    The smile she wore in the picture in his wallet, her arms wrapped around his neck and her rosy cheek pressed against his. She had hurled herself into his arms when her mother had offered to take a photograph of them to test out the camera he had bought for her as a present from his latest trip down the mountain to the nearest big town. He had been gone for a week and gods he had missed Eloise in that time.
    Gods he had missed her since fleeing the village five years ago, his pride in tatters but resolve burning in his heart.
    Hope that he might be able to carve out the future he wanted, escaping the one he had been born into and forced to accept.
    He was about to give up and serve the female still frantically trying to get his attention when the hooded trekker moved closer. His gaze zeroed in on them over the heads of the patrons lining the busy bar.
    It was a woman. Average height. A little too thin even with the thick coat. She stumbled into a group of five male demons near the edge of the dance floor off to his left and waved her small hands around, flashing scars that circled her wrists.
    When one of the burly demon males lightly pushed her shoulder, barely touching her, she staggered back and almost fell but recovered herself. What was wrong with her?
    Was she a homeless person, on drugs, or maybe drunk?
    She was unsteady on her feet as she backed away from the demons, heading in Cavanaugh’s direction, towards one group of the thick black columns that rose up on either side of the dance floor to support the high ceiling of the club. The demons followed her, exchanging glances and wicked smiles that made Cavanaugh wonder what the female looked like. Her hood obscured her face, hiding it from him, but he guessed she was pretty because the demons looked as if they wanted to party with her.
    She waved her hands again as she moved directly in front of Cavanaugh, clearly trying to deter the males, and he sensed the fatigue rolling off her. Not drunk or on drugs. She had stumbled because she was weak.
    His dark grey eyes began to widen.
    He could sense her fatigue?
    Her scent hit him hard, knocking him back a step, and he had to grab the edge of the black bar top in front of him to steady himself. He stared at her, unable to take his eyes off her, his head and heart reeling.
    It couldn’t be.
    The demons tossed her black scowls when she flashed them something. A small square of paper.
    The tallest of the group pointed towards the bar.
    She turned.
    Cavanaugh’s heart stopped.
    Wavy dark hair spilled from beneath the hood, the lights from the club playing over the lower half of her face, turning her pale skin different colours as she searched the length of the bar.
    Craved by an Alpha is available from Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Barnes and Noble Nook, Apple iBooks stores and other retailers. Also available in paperback.
    Find all the links, a fantastic 5 chapter downloadable sample of the book, and also how to enter the giveaway and be in with a shot of winning a $75, $50 or $25 gift certificate at her website:
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    Author Bio

    Felicity Heaton
    Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.
    If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.
    If you want to know more about Felicity, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places: | Facebook | Twitter | Pinterest | GoodReads | Amazon
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    Monday, January 26, 2015

    The Last Call - Alice Clayton Book Review

    From NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY bestselling author Alice Clayton, known for her “deliciously addictive” (The Book Vixen) novels, this Cocktail series novella reunites readers with Caroline and Simon from the wildly successful Wallbanger.

    Simon and Caroline are back for another round of baking, banging, and big life changes. Settling in, but never settling down, Caroline has finally struck a balance between the professional and the personal. As one of the top interior designers in San Francisco, she travels all over Northern California between nook time with Simon.

    Perpetual globetrotter Simon has cut his frequent flyer miles in half over the last year, preferring to balance his professional and personal life, as well.

    The next step in their lives seems preordained—toasts, veils, and the aisle of rose petals. But when an accident on a photo shoot in Southeast Asia brings Caroline the most terrifying phone call she could ever imagine, she has to ask whether “till death do us part” is a more realistic prospect than faces most couples.

    It’s been a grand adventure, and Caroline and Simon wouldn’t go out without the best surprise ending ever. One part sexy, one part laughter, a dash of exotic locales, and one pink nightie, mixed with passion, and you’ve got Last Call. Served with a side of Clive. - See more at:
    My review
    Last Call is a short but delightful novella. The fifth book in this wonderfuly delivered series. 
     It is a sweet read with a great conclusion and hea for all. So for those who enjoy an ending that will leave you sheepishly grinning and content I am sure you will enjoy this one.

    Still lots of hot loving, this author captures her characters and gives them life within the pages.

    Caroline and Simon have made that step and are settling into there new found life, but it seems that life is buzy around them .. Friends are getting hitched, having babies ... and we see Caroline looking from the sidelines at what she wants and if Simon has the same thoughts.

    Last Call is a great short read, its about finding love, enjoying it , and taking the time to live and enjoy what life offers you .. Including the people in it.

    We see many of the characters from previous books in this installment - with a mixture of sweet romance , funny dialogue and characters what you will enjoy .. Fur and all.

    Both Simon and Caroline are trying to balance there professional and personal life, as well as living more. We tend to go so immersed in life -   this comes across quiet real.

    Simon was his usual self , smexy and down right delightful. He is one of those men we add to our list of book boyfriends.

    Caroline has a strength I like to see in female leads - and I have to say I enjoyed her till the end. Reading from her POV also strengths the plot, giving us insight into her thoughts and moments.

    Overall I really enjoyed this story,  the storyline was engaging,  no drama  within the story , the characters still very much lovey dovey, banging up a storm ( grins )  and the laughter within was amusing and delightful.

    Loved this quote below.

    “That last round was pretty intense. Thanks for being so bendy, by the way.”

    This book is the end of the line for this series, showing each of the couples from along the way .
    Thank you to Simon and Schuster for supplying me this read for my honest review. For links to purchase this book or about the publishers please click the link that follows.

    Second Debt by Pepper Winters is Now Live !

    I've read it and loved it ! Full review to come !

    The third book in the New York Times bestselling series is LIVE. Second Debt (Indebted #3) is ready to be read on any platform you desire. 

    If you haven’t started the series yet, here are the buylinks for each book in the series. Each book is full length with a cliff-hanger. 

    Debt Inheritance #1

    First Debt #2

    Second Debt is now available on all platforms, including paperback. Signed paperbacks will be available too via this link:

    Second Debt:
    Worldwide: $29.50
    Australia: $22.00
    (Delivery will be a few weeks as I’m awaiting the shipment to my address and then will forward on to you, so please be patient)


    Third Debt (Indebted #4)

    Forbidden Flaws (Stand alone contemporary romance)

    Fourth Debt (Indebted #5)

    Ruin & Rule (MC romance)
    This book is currently available on pre-order thanks to Grand Central who are publishing this title. Currently it’s priced at $3.99 but being a traditionally published book that price may go up and I advise pre-ordering to ensure that price. It will also be released in bookshops and on shelves around the world on the 28th July.

    Final Debt (Indebted #6)

    Je Suis a Toi

    Secret Book to be revealed

    I also have many other exciting things for February and March so keep an eye out for those.

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    Pepper Winters

    NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author


    Author of Bestselling Titles: Monsters in the Dark, Destroyed, & Indebted Series

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