Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Her Demonic Angel by Felicity Heaton Review *Release day *

Today is the Release day for Felicity Heaton' lastest in her Angel Series.  ** Happy Release day ** !!!!!!! 

This is Book 5,  In The Her Angel Series. Today I have for you my review on this fantastic book !!!! 



Her Demonic Angel 



A demonic angel with a heart of ice, Veiron walks a dark path with vengeance on his mind. Nothing will sway him from his mission to destroy his master... until he risks his life to enter Hell once more to save a mortal female. The fiery beauty makes him burn with hungers he must battle and needs he cannot deny, tempting him to surrender body and soul to her.

Erin is convinced her refusal to do the Devil’s bidding will see her die in a terrifying realm straight out of her nightmares. The last thing she expects is the lethally sensual warrior who breaks into her cell and awakens the darkest desires of her heart and a fierce longing to know the heat of his caress.

Pulled into an incredible world where war is set to ignite and darkness is on the rise, Erin races with Veiron to escape the Devil’s legions in a journey fraught with danger and filled with passion that flares white-hot.

When Erin is faced with a life-shattering realisation and an extraordinary destiny, will their love give them the strength to battle both Heaven and Hell or will they be parted forever?



I rated this book 5 hot flames of Burnin Fire !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

My review.

Felicity Heaton takes us on a high octane thriller - roller coaster ride with her latest release Her Demonic Angel. Romance that will scorch your lashes, sex that sizzles and action that certainly is edgy and down right kick arse !

Angel's versus Heaven and hell. Angels being the pawns to both sides of the universe. Heaven and hell play there games with the angels causing rifts and secrets to be revealed within the worlds. The devil has an agenda and unlucky for Erin she is his plan.  Erin is thrown into a world she never knew existed and becomes more than she could ever have imagined. Her strength and will, will be tested.

Heaton definitely puts a spin on Heaven and Hell,  good versus evil  with this one. The story is fast paced, jam packed full of action, and kick arse heroines, and heroes ,  romance that’s sizzling and many vivid descriptions and scenes.

 The world building is cleverly weaved into the plot line. The characters you can relate to and connect with, feel and see everything. Characters from previous stories are brought forth and they all play there parts in this scorching read. It was great to see all the previous angels from the series.  The romance is titillating, smoking hot and certainly scrumptious... Or is that Veiron I’m talking about ** grins ** 

Don’t get me started on Veiron - ** look at the hot smokin cover ** swoon - They say don’t judge a book by its cover, but I’m a cover love kinda girl and Felicity always delivers the goodies both on the inside and out with her novels!!! Veiron may think he is cold as Ice – but upon meeting Erin,  there is  more than one part that certainly thaws .  ** blushes **

Felicity's true talent is obvious by the detailed world she has scripted; it’s impossible not to get lost in it, be drawn into the pages and turn the last page content, happy and in love with yet another book boyfriend and the story she has scripted onto the pages.

 The only problem I had with the novel is the same problem I have with every one of Felicity Heaton’s book. It’s so hard to wait for the next one.

I’m not going to go into the storyline for this review, read the blurb! If you like hot lovin - action, suspense, angels and demons and strong characters then this story is for you! 



* If you would like to read a chapter from Her Demonic Angel then pop on over to Felicity's Website here * 


You can buy this book here for all readers from the Uk.

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Felicity Heaton

Paranormal Romances with Passion

Website: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk
Twitter: http://twitter.com/felicityheaton
Blog: http://www.indieparanormalromancebooks.com/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/felicityheaton

Author of:
VET series -- enter Vampirerotique, a dark sexy vampire theatre
Her Angel -- best selling acclaimed angel romance series
Vampires Realm -- critically acclaimed paranormal romance series
Sons of Lyra & Daughters of Lyra -- best selling science fiction romance series
















Yesterday's Heroes by Heather Long SPOTLIGHT




Yesterday’s Heroes
Heather Long


Aurora “Rory” Graystone
Codename: Halo
Abilities: superior reflexes, I.Q. and aptitude for calculating probabilities
Mission: find missing teammates
Rory knows she’s being watched, and she’s not about to let the hunter catch her in his trap. She’ll confront her stalker, a man she suspects is involved in the disappearances of other superheroes--if she can ignore the sensual heat that fills her every time he’s near…
Michael Hunter
Codename: Hard Target
Abilities: expert tracker and sniper
Mission: kill Rory Graystone
One of five desperate men sent back in time to save the future, Michael believes eliminating Rory is the key to his mission. But even as he takes aim, a split second of doubt causes him to miss his shot.
Drawn together by passion, and on a collision course with fate, can Rory and Michael work together to change the future? Or have they set in motion the horrific history the time-travelers are trying to prevent?







Heather Long lives in Texas with her family and their menagerie of animals. As a child, Heather skipped picture books and enjoyed the Harlequin romance novels by Penny Jordan and Nora Roberts that her grandmother read to her. Heather believes that laughter is as important to life as breathing and that the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus are very real. In the meanwhile, she is hard at work on her next novel. Website / Facebook / Twitter








Excerpt:
He missed.
He never missed.
Michael stared at the sidewalk swarming with citizens and shopping debris. His bullet had hit one of the shopping bags, turning it into scraps of leather, metallic buckle bits and paper drifting in the air.
How the hell had he missed?
Michael allowed himself the twenty seconds it took him to collapse the rifle back into his bag to analyze. But it was twenty seconds too long.
Her slender, lithe body appeared over the roof’s edge and landed, one knee and one foot down for balance. Power coiled through her body’s compact musculature. Intelligence shimmered in her violet eyes. Danger sheathed her like a halo.
She was absolutely magnificent.
“Going somewhere?” Her voice undulated, low and husky, the sardonic notes pinging his nervous system as though they were played on a too-tightly-strung guitar.
“Unfortunately, no.” A flick of his wrist dropped the small-caliber weapon into his hand, but the woman rolled, twisting and turning through the air as she avoided his bullets.
Incomprehension tangled with irritation. He never missed.
Until today.
Twice in as many encounters.
“Tsk, tsk. Didn’t your mother teach you not to play with guns? If you’re going to shoot at something, hit it. Otherwise, what’s the point?” The come-hither voice was close and the liquid heat in her tone tormented his cock. He narrowly jerked his head back, avoiding her fist whiffing the air just millimeters from his nose. But he had no time to savor his victory as her arm completed the arc, punching down on the crook of his elbow.
Nerves screaming, he released the gun and jerked himself to the right to avoid the blow of her leg lashing out at his knee. He struck back, unsurprised that she avoided the strike. She used her forearm to send it wide and swiveled so that his own mass and velocity sent him flying over her shoulder.
An unexpected grin turned up the corners of his mouth. Despite her slighter frame and fragile appearance, the she-vixen offered him a challenge.
God she’s fast.
He slammed against the rooftop and rebounded to his feet, pivoting to face her. Gone was the sweet white t-shirt that hugged her breasts. In its place was an almost-white body suit that lingered like a lover on every curve. A rainbow swath of color wrapped around her right thigh, cut up across her hip and over her abdomen to blaze a trail of treasure to her left breast. The Kevlar-based polymer shimmered in the morning sun.
It was both practical and erotic.
Deep within his brain, the microchip he’d thought dead flared to life. Data scrolled across his internal eye, a mechanized voice reciting the information
Target acquired: Codename Halo.
Abilities: Superior reflexes, high I.Q. and an uncanny knack for discerning the possibilities
Suggested defense: Unknown
Suggested offense: Unknown
Computers were not meant to be sarcastic, but the advice carried the weight of dry humor that Michael associated with the programmer it imitated.
“Got a name big boy?” Her words were a provocative tease and his body tingled in response.
Her voice spawned a physiological side effect on his anatomy. It must have a correlation with her ability, but the chip remained silent on the matter. Her second attack came in a flurry of kicks and palm strikes.
Michael could take a man down with three moves or less. She was slender, slighter in build, and he should be able to snap her in two. Instead, he blocked, evaded and turned her blows until he was able to capture a wrist and spin her back against his chest, his arms coming down to cage her. She turned her palms down, her suggestive little ass rubbing his crotch as she tried to break the hold.
Using his size and associated muscle mass, he bent with her, his fists shackling her wrists, his knuckles brushing her firm breasts. She twisted her hips, going for the side spin. Michael moved with her, boxing her tighter to his body. The motion brought the rich, velvet of her hair to his nose. He drew in a lungful of her scent. The tart lemon was a top note, but beneath the citrus was a distinctively musky, feminine scent.
Blood surged into his cock and she stilled as his arousal pressed solidly against her backside. The teasing curve of her body was soft against his hardness, filling his mind with erotic images and the desire to determine just how the sexy little body suit came off.
Had any battle been more fun?
Or more exciting?
“Done?” He touched his lips to her ear, stealing the smallest taste of her flesh. Her tender skin tasted of schnapps and cool malt, both decadent and sweet.
“Nope.”

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