Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Review, Excerpt & Giveaway:The Slayer (Untamed Hearts #2) by Kele Moon

 
Title: The Slayer (Untamed Hearts, #2) 
Author: Kele Moon 
Genre: Erotic | Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: March 31, 2015 
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Synopsis:

To Chuito the apartment was a self-imposed prison for a lifetime of sins. To Alaine, the girl next door, it was salvation from her overbearing, religious father.

He was a devil.

She was an angel.

Two people who should’ve never met, let alone become friends, but it’s not until they give into the dangerous passion that’s been simmering under the surface for five years that things go to hell.

On the outside, Chuito ‘The Slayer’ Garcia is on top of the world. He’s successful. He’s wealthy. He's a champion MMA fighter surrounded by friends who support him, but they don’t know what he was before he came to Garnet.
 

A gangster.
 

A thief. An addict. A murderer. Now his past is churning up demons he can’t ignore. Chuito knows he needs to go back to Miami to end it, but there's something holding him back, a single temptation he can't resist before leaving.

Alaine.

She’s the one drug he can’t give up…even if it destroys them both.

“To me you’re coke. Fine. Smooth. Perfectly white. Very bad for me, but so fucking sexy I don’t give a shit. It’s worth going down for.” – Chuito Garcia
 

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 Excerpt


“It’s a new dance. I don’t know the steps.”

“No steps. You always need rules,” Chuito complained. “Just listen to the music. Close your eyes.”

“They’re closed. I’m listening.”

“Listen to the drums. That’s the part you listen to. Feel it.”

“I’m feeling it.”

“No. Feel it like a heartbeat. Like life. You want it to be a love song, hear the sex in it. Hold me like I hold you.” He jerked her tighter against him as he said it, forcing her breasts to crushagainst his chest and her dress to ride higher up on her thighs. “Like you need me.”

Alaine sucked in a hard breath and ran her hand up from his shoulder to his neck. The lust made her languid against her will, and when he moved this time, she followed because she didn’t have a choice.

“You’re not supposed to think when you dance. Supposed to just feel. To move the way I tell you to move.” He ran his hand up her back, pushing at the center of it until she arched into him, allowing her head to fall back and forcing her hips tightly against his. “Yeah, like that.

Better. I step hard. You step—”

“Soft,” she finished for him.

“That’s right. Follow my hand. Hard, soft, together we fit.” He loosened his hold on her waist, and she stepped back to the beat and then allowed him to pull her into his arms again. They did it a few times, the push and pull, stepping away from the heat and moving back together like they needed each other to keep breathing. Then he pulled her to the right and stepped to the left at the same time. When he used his hold on her waist to force her back, she stepped so that her feet were between his. He fit the two of them back together like a puzzle piece again, with his leg pressed so intimately between her thighs it was making her ache. She arched her hips on instinct, and he hummed in approval. “Bueno, asi mismo. Move them like God made you to move them. That’s good, mami.”

Before now, they’d been dancing salsa, not this hybrid, more sensual form of moving that felt like a guilty pleasure. The beat was the same, the steps were sometimes the same, but this was so much more intimate. A tease. A candy-coated sin that wasn’t a sin because it was labeled dancing instead.

Alaine loved it.

She let herself be completely soft in his arms, moving where he wanted her to move, because it felt so damn good to let go of everything else and just be with Chuito. All she had to do was feel the drums throbbing and listen to the erotic, lulling sound of a man singing in Spanish about dancing with his woman.

All night.

They danced until the sun came up. 

What I thought about The Slayer
"They call him The Slayer for a reason." 

From the very first scenes between Chuito and Alaine,  I was hooked on this story.  These two characters couldn't be more different--he's a gangster and a professional MMA fighter and she's a law student raised in an ultra conservative home. She's white, he's Puerto Rican. They've been in love with each other for the five years they've lived as neighbors, and the chemistry between them is just off the charts. In those five years, Chu has been adamant in keeping Alaine away fromthis life of crime. But there's no denying the feelings are there, and it was Chu and Alaine that had me staying up very late on a work night to read The Slayer.

The heat between Chu and Alaine burned up the pages of this book. Chu is a true "bad boy" with his gang tats and underworld connections he'll never get away from, but Alaine doesn't care. She sees him, knows him, loves him unconditionally. Their love scenes were truly about love more than sex and they were some of the hottest scenes I have read so far this year. I'm not just hooked on this story, but on this author, for being able to write such emotive scenes.  The opening scene between Chu and Alaine is worth the price of this book alone.

There's a lot more to the story than just Chu and Alaine getting together. Chu still has strong ties to his past life of crime, and there's all sorts of gangster involvement that made for a tension-filled conclusion to the story. He's got a good friend in Tino and I liked that about the story. I want more Tino and Nova now. 

So overall, this was a very satisfying read for me.  I hadn't read this author before, and I'm really glad I did.  My only criticism of The Slayer is that I thought the middle was a bit slow for me and could have been tightened up a bit, but it was really the love story between Chu and Alaine that had me turning the pages. 

The Slayer can be read as a standalone, and I will definitely be going back to check out The Viper, the first book in this series. 

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Author Bio


A freckle faced, redhead born and raised in Hawaii, Kele Moon has always been a bit of a sore thumb and has come to enjoy the novelty of it. She thrives off pushing the envelope and finding ways to make the impossible work in her story telling. With a mad passion for romance, she adores the art of falling in love. The only rules she believes in is that, in love there are no rules and true love knows no bounds.



So obsessed is she with the beauty of romance and the novelty of creating it she’s lost in her own wonder world most of the time. Thankfully she married her own dark, handsome, brooding hero who had infinite patience for her airy ways and attempts to keep her grounded. When she leaves her keys in the refrigerator or her cell phone in the oven he’s usually there to save her from herself. The two of them now reside in Florida with their three beautiful children who make their lives both fun and challenging in equal parts–They wouldn’t have it any other way.



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Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Review, Excerpt & Giveaway:The Hazards of Sleeping with a Friend by Alyssa Rose Ivy



About THE HAZARDS OF SLEEPING WITH A FRIEND 

Warning: Sleeping with a friend might change your life forever. 

Sleeping with Kyle was never in the plans. Pretending to be his girlfriend was one thing, but letting our relationship become anything but platonic was another. The problem with mixing friendship with sex is that inevitably feelings get involved, and when that happens there's no turning back.

When Kyle's life fell apart around him, I needed to help, but doing that meant opening myself up to the most terrifying thing in the world—falling in love.
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Excerpt

 I glanced out the window and saw her. Jade? She’d driven all the way up to find me? I stared at her for a moment. Her dark hair was soaked, and she had one arm wrapped around her chest as she anxiously watched the door.

She began shivering, and I snapped. I couldn’t leave her standing out there in the rain. I opened the door and took in her sopping wet form. “Jade.” Her name came out in barely a whisper.

“Kyle.” She stood there staring at me.

“What are you doing here?” I tried to keep my voice level, but I was hit by such all-encompassing emotion that I could barely see straight.

“I’m here because I need to be. I need to be with you.” Her eyes remained fixed on mine.

Her words almost broke me. I fought the urge to reach out to touch her. One touch and I’d never be able to let go. Instead I broke the intense gaze between us and gestured for her to get out of the rain. “Come in.”
“If you’re sure.” Her eyes searched mine, probably looking for evidence that I was really inviting her in.
“I am.” I took her hand and pulled her inside, closing the door behind her.
“You’re here.” My body trembled with the effort to keep away from her. Did I think I could really stay away? That I could hold any anger or resentment toward the girl who lit up my life? “How’d you know I’d be here?”
“I didn’t know for sure. I got the address from Dana and took a chance.” She dropped her now sopping wet bag on the floor. “I’m worried about you. Everyone is. I know you are hurt, but that isn’t a reason to run away from everyone. You need to let someone in.”



What I thought about The Hazards of Sleeping with a Friend
I just really love this series and it's not a surprise that I really liked The Hazards of Sleeping with a Friend.  Jade and Kyle are friends. Good friends. They work together and go to school together. And they are secretly attracted to each other but neither wants to move forward past friendship for their own reasons, until Kyle is invited to a family function and has to bring his "girlfriend".

Of course Jade is going to help him out and it doesn't take long before they both learn the hazards of sleeping with a friend.  Playing at being a couple in front of Kyle's family is challenging but not any more than figuring out their relationship when they go back to school.  But when tragedy strikes, well, things get even more complicated.

What I loved about this story was the realism. The Hazards of Sleeping with a Friend does a great job of capturing what might happen when you cross that line with a friend, and all the emotions that go along with it.  I thought they had in under control until the end when things just go sideways for them and I did get a little bit choked up about it.

What I like about this series is that the characters act like people I know in real life, and they don't drag things out too long.  I loved the way this story ended (nope, not going to tell you!)

If you are look for some sweet college love stories with a nice dose of drama and realistic characters, this series might be for you.  Recommended. 

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Alyssa Rose Ivy is a New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and a southern setting. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After years as a perpetual student, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand.

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Release Day Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: Spark and Spark X by Jessica Sorensen

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Happy Release Day to 

Spark (the Death Collectors Young Adult version) 
 and 
Spark X (the Death Collectors New Adult version) 
by Jessica Sorensen. 

Check out a teaser from the New Adult version below and make sure to enter the giveaway for a chance to win an ebook copy of one of these books! Good luck!

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Now that Ember is a Grim Angel, she's facing the biggest challenge of her life. Not only does she have to decide if her heart lies with Asher or Cameron, but she has to make a choice that could alter the fate of the world.
Good or Evil.
Angels or Reapers.
Which side will conquer?
**Mature Content Warning** 17+ for language and sexual content.** (New adult paranormal version of my young adult book, Spark (Death Collectors, #3). It contains more violence and more sexual content.)


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Now that seventeen-year-old Ember is a Grim Angel, she's facing the biggest challenge of her life. Not only does she have to decide if her heart lies in Asher or Cameron, but she has to make a choice that could alter the fate of the world.
Good or Evil.
Angels or Reapers.
Which side will conquer?
(This is the young adult version of Spark X (Death Collectors, #3).

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**from Spark X - the New Adult Version**
Prologue
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I’ve been in love with Ember Rose Edwards for a while, but she doesn’t know it. I can’t tell her, either, not when the battle’s ending solely rests on her making a choice and sacrificing someone she loves. If I were to divulge how I feel, I’d be interfering even more, and I’ve already been banished for entering her life. It’s not something I regret. I made the choice the day I first saw her. I wanted her in my life, regardless of the consequences.
That day feels like such a long time ago, yet it hasn’t been more than a few months. So much has happened since then. So much has changed, for the better and the worse.
God, we were both so different back then.
As I sit beside her bed and watch Ember sleep, my thoughts drift back to the day when I first laid eyes on her…
I was sent to that place to collect a soul, but what I didn’t expect was that I’d end up at a house crammed with a ton of humans, dry humping the shit out of each other. I had instantly wanted to get the hell out.
A rock song plays on the stereo and floats across the room full of people dancing. Beer cans and cups cover the floors, and the air is drenched with the stench of cigarettes. It has been a long week. Michael, the leader of the Angels, has sent me on a total of five missions to collect souls, which is a large amount compared to most Angels. Then again, Michael has never been a fan of me, considering I have Reaper blood.
My sole purpose tonight is to wait until the person dies then collect their soul before the Reapers get ahold of it. I’ve already spotted three Anamotti, and I’m guessing they’re here for the same reason I am—waiting for the person to pass away.
I sense a fight in the air, thick and heavy, like tar.
I lean against the wall near the corner, watching the crowd, drinking a beer, eager for the night to be over. As my gaze travels over each human, I wonder which one of them is the unlucky person who will die tonight. Humans are so fragile, so...
The air suddenly thins and charges with electricity, full of life and death mixed together. My attention drifts to the side of me, my senses sharpening as I zero in on a girl. Ember Rose Edwards. Her name comes to me like a breath of fresh air.
I’ve never met her before, but know her name for solely one reason—she carries Angel blood, just like she carries Reaper blood.
Sadly, I haven’t crossed paths with a Grim Angel in a while, because Reapers are making them a dying breed. Usually, I pass by without so much as a second glance, despite my connection to them. This time, though, I find myself staring. One, two, three songs go by, and I still can’t seem to take my eyes off her.
She’s gorgeous, to say the least. Dark hair flows down her back, skin as pale as snow, full lips as red as a rose, and big, hazel eyes. But her beauty isn’t the only thing that captures my attention. It’s the pain hidden in her eyes, masked beneath her strength.
Her attention is fixed on the throng of dancing people, and she looks as uninterested as I felt until I laid eyes on her. She keeps her distance, too, probably because of her Grim Angel ability to see death with a touch.
I know I should stay away. Let her be. I’ll be breaking a lot of rules if I interfere with her life, but I find myself moving in her direction, drawn to her.
When I reach her, I whisper the first thing that comes to mind. “God, it’s like mating season in here.”
She shudders from the feel of my breath and stumbles forward, stomping on the toe of my boot. As she regains her balance, her gaze whips in my direction and slowly travels from my boots to my shirt then finally rests on my eyes. She swallows hard as our gazes lock, and I realize she is afraid of something.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you,” I apologize quickly.
She shivers again then clears her throat. “Sorry about your shoes.” She starts to back away nervously. “Crowded rooms just make me a little uneasy.”
I chuckle, crunching the empty cup in my hand and chucking it into a nearby trashcan. “I know what you mean. All this”—I gesture at the people dry humping one another—“is an excuse for the opposite sex to rub up on one another.”
“That’s a pretty good observation.” She almost smiles, and I feel like I won the lottery or something.
Pressing my lips together, I inch closer and lean over her shoulder. She stiffens from my nearness, probably worried I’ll touch her and force her to see my death. I won’t put her through that, though, so I make sure to leave a sliver of space between us.
“Take those two for instance.” I point at a girl with pink hair dancing with a gangly guy. He moves with a huge lack of coordination, while the girl is graceful, looking bored as hell. “I think they’ve got their own mating ritual going on. Although, I think it might be a one-sided mating ritual.”
She tracks where I’m looking. “I think you’re right.” She turns to me, and for a moment, the pain in her eyes vanishes and pure lust flashes, instead. “It looks like she’s bored.”
My heart thuds deafeningly inside my chest from the look of desire in her eyes directed at me. “Is she a friend of yours?”
She nods, biting her lip contemplatively. “Her name’s Raven.”
I cock my pierced brow. “Like the poem?”
“You know Edgar Allan Poe?” He face lights up with excitement.
Jackpot. The girl has it bad for the dead poet, who I vaguely remember meeting two centuries ago.
“A little bit.” I stare at her beauty, trying to figure out what to do next. I know what my body wants to do with her, and my mind seems to be veering toward the same thing. Regardless, I’d be in a shitload of trouble for touching her. Fuck, even this conversation is going to get me into trouble.
“What’s your name?” I ask, trying to act as normal as I can.
“Ember.” She scoots forward, holding her breath as a girl stumbles by, having a drunken conversation with the air.
“Ember … I like it.” I dare a step or two closer and breathe in the faint scent of her—roses with a hint of lilies. “ ‘And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor,’ ” I quote the one line I can remember from Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven.”
“I thought you said you knew a little?” she asks me, impressed.
I shrug, stuffing my hands into my pockets. “What can I say? I’m fascinated with the idea … love, death, and the insanity it brings.”
She grows uncomfortable with my mention of death, and her eyes anxiously sweep the crowd as if she’s seeking an escape. I can’t have her leave just yet. I need to keep her here a little longer. I don’t want her to go.


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Jessica Sorensen is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author from the snowy mountains of Wyoming. When she's not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out with her family.

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SERIES READING ORDER
The Death Collectors New Adult Version
Book 1 - Ember X
Book 2 - Cinder X
Book 3 - Spark X
The Death Collectors Young Adult Version
Book 1 - Ember
Book 2 - Cinder
Book 3 - Spark

Monday, March 30, 2015

Book Tour & Review:Turn to Me by Kaitlyn Stone





Title: Turn to Me (The Thin Blue Thread 2)
Author: Kaitlyn Stone
Genre: Contemporary New Adult
Publish Date: 4/6/15
Publisher: Siren-Bookstrand
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The “Swoon-worthy” Donovan Alexander returns in Turn to Me, the newest work of fiction in the Thin Blue Thread Series inspired by true events from author Kaitlyn Stone. This steamy contemporary new adult romance series features alpha male heroes and sexy, empowered women. They're flawed, funny, passionate, and relatable. 

When fate intervenes, resurfacing both their painful pasts, 19-year-old college student Kenna Sloane and 22-year-old rookie cop Donovan Alexander must deal with the consequences and the unresolved feelings. Kenna turns to Donovan for support and guidance, seeking the release only Donovan can provide. But the more he becomes preoccupied with the Santa Monica drug taskforce, his heart blackens with vengeance for his brother and he risks losing Kenna’s love forever. Don’t miss this intriguing story of forgiveness and letting go.

What I thought about Turn to Me
Kenna and Donovan's story continues in Turn to Me.  Their relationship faces a few challenges as Donovan gets more deeply involved with his job and Kenna starts looking beyond his influence to her own life after facing a return from her past.  It's all about those stresses on a relationship.

This book is paced more slowly as it sets up some situations and lets the reader get to know these characters in more depth. I'm intrigued by Donovan and who he is exactly -- is he tough cop and protective lover or does he have a darker side?  My questions about him have me coming back to the story.

Turn to Me resolves a few of the story lines from book one and sets up a few new ones for the third book in the series.  I like the little bit of doubt this story leaves me with and it's what has me coming back to read the next installment in the series. 

ARC provided for review.



About the Author
  From Kaitlyn Stone

They say for authors to write what they know. My novels are inspired by events in my own life. I truly relive my experiences twice through the lives of the characters I create. Not only do I relate to their thoughts and feelings, I have lived many of them. When I sat down to write a love story inspired by my real-life first love as a tribute to our very own fairytale romance, I never thought a book would be the end result, but 80,000 words later that’s exactly what I had. I wanted to express in words what his love means to me and how it changed me as a person, never to see or experience life the same. My goal was to capture the essence of true love through an intriguing story and create rich, life-like characters to speak of the emotions I felt when falling in love for the first time. One chapter turned into two, and those, plus twenty-two more became a book. Once I realized my goal of writing a book was going to come to fruition, I wished to share my story with the world, to inspire others to believe in true love and happily-ever-after’s. Choosing our milestone anniversary as its publication date, I planned to self-publish my completed novel for my husband’s gift. What better way to tell the man of your dreams how much you truly love him, then sharing it with the world. I admit I have always gravitated toward love stories and happily-ever-after's, forever chasing the first love dragon. There's nothing like the witty banter between characters, fueling their physical attraction, and the anticipation of their first kiss. Add in the push and pull from the couple's sexual tension and the world trying to tear them apart, and you have a recipe for an exciting, steamy romance. Place the couple in interesting locations, living adventures most only dream of and the journey propels you forward through the pages. Sprinkle in danger for both the hero and heroine to combat and the courage and strength of the characters shine through. Because I’m not a writer by training, I worked with writing critique groups to fine tune my manuscript before the planned release date of summer, 2014. As a fluke, not expecting any response, I submitted my completed manuscript to a publishing house, and a week later I was offered a contract.




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