I have had so many messages from my blogger friends as well as my authors, seeing how i am as most of you know i have not been a 100% health and are trying to get back on to things like my blog more often then i have been. i also have a pile of books to review so please bare with me while i pull my finger out and read/review them, they will get done just might be a little late :) thankyou my followers
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Melanie's Evanescent Journey
Thursday, 15 January 2015
Genres: Fantasy/Paranormal-Romance
Blurb
True Love may cost a price, if the greater good preordains that you are the sacrifice.
There are always two sides to a story. Melanie Wilhelm’s begins after
she moves from Australia and starts her senior year at Cashmere High.
On her first day, she bumps into a mysterious guy, and they form an
instant connection. They become friends and he shares his deepest secret
with her. As they grow closer, their relationship amplifies and becomes
binding. Strange things occur, but instead of worrying, Melanie’s
feelings intensify.
The excitement of New Year’s Eve approaches, and so does Jason’s most
devastating revelation of all. She learns his ultimate truth and is now
spun into his chaotic web. The danger rises and hard choices must be
made. By being with Jason, Melanie may have to sacrifice more than her
heart. It may cost her life.
Melanie’s Evanescent Journey ties into books one and two of The Sonar
Trilogy. From spiraling twists to devastating plots, her journey will
make you question fate and true love.
Is fate something you can control? Some believe it’s in the hands of what you behold.
Excerpt
The following Friday night Jason and I were in the family room eating
pizza. After we finished eating we decided to watch a movie. I had
never seen the Underworld series before, and now he had me hooked. We were on the sofa,
watching the fourth movie. He had me lying across his chest. Jaden
came into the room and seemed surprised to see us.
“Hey, Jaden.”
“What’s up?” Jason said to him. Jaden rolled his eyes, didn’t reply, and
walked away. Jason lifted us up on the sofa. “I will be back in a
second.”
“Okay.”
He followed Jaden. I was going to stay put until I heard Jason’s voice
rise. I bolted up and went into the kitchen. Harmony was in there
also. Jason was in his face and looked pissed. Jaden appeared
concerned, like he was trying to convince him to do something. None
of them saw me.
“What’s your problem?” Jason asked, gritting his teeth.
“I don’t think you should have her around with everything that’s
going on,” Jaden replied.
Were they talking about me?
“She doesn’t have anything to do with this,” Jason said.
“I think you are taking it too personal. He doesn’t mean any harm,”
Harmony said to Jason.
“It’s not right to involve her further, and you know it,” Jaden
interrupted.
“We don’t even have all of the facts,” Jason countered.
“We know enough. You are just too blind to see it.” Jaden threw in his
face.
They were talking about me, but why? None of it made sense. The last
statement Jaden said pushed Jason over the edge. He shoved Jaden in
his chest so hard he flew back into the refrigerator and slipped to
the ground. He got up fast and pushed Jason back.
“Guys, stop!” I yelled, frantic. Jason pushed him again and tried to get
him in a wrestler hold. Thank goodness Harmony rushed into the
crossfire and somehow managed to separate them. She had both of her
arms extended, one hand on each of their chests.
“You guys better cut it out right now! Don’t make me tell you twice!”
She commanded. They stopped struggling against her. Did she have a black belt in karate
that they obeyed her so readily? Jason looked at me, frowned, and bit
his lip. He seemed embarrassed by his actions. He walked toward me
and pulled me from the kitchen quickly. In the hallway he said, “I’m
sorry about that. Do you mind if we go back to your place?”
“Sure, but what’s going on?”
“Let’s talk about it in the car.”
Jason gathered my things and had me out of the house before I could blink.
He didn’t want me around his siblings; that was clear. He had
picked me up from my house so we were in his car. He blew out his
breath, and his forehead was furrowed. He was deep in thought and
didn’t seem like he wanted to talk.
“Are you going to tell me what that was about?”
“We are having some family problems.”
“Yeah, that’s obvious. What does it have to do with me?”
“Nothing.”
“That’s not what your brother thinks.”
“My brother doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Well, your sister seemed to agree.” He didn’t answer. “Why does your
brother dislike me?”
He looked at me apologetically. “Mel, my brother and sister like you
just fine.”
“Why did you push your brother then?”
“We have been bumping heads for a while. Things just added up.”
“I don’t buy it.”
“Mel, you’re being paranoid. You are reading too much into this. My
brother and I have argued before. We are both hotheaded, so sometimes
things get heated.”
“I think there’s more going on than you are telling me. It’s clear
you don’t want to share. Just drop me off. I don’t want to talk
about it anymore.” I crossed my arms against my chest and looked
out the window.
“Mel,” he said, pouting. I ignored him, and he sighed.
At the next stoplight, he put the car in park. What was he doing? He
undid his seatbelt and lunged at me. I was shocked at his
aggressiveness. I was worried, irritated, and scared, but all of my
emotions unraveled in the kiss. It was explosive. He pushed his
tongue into my mouth and the watermelon substance expelled. He kissed
me like his mouth was made for mine. Within seconds desire pulsed
inside every vein in my body. I kissed him back fiercely and pulled
his hair. He moaned, and then several people started to blow their
horns. The light was green. He pulled back, breathing heavily, and
drove on through the intersection.
“Are you talking to me now?” he asked.
I still felt high from his tongue of ecstasy. Why
was I mad again?
“I’m talking, but I don’t like you keeping me in the dark.”
“My family and I will get it sorted out, okay. But I don’t want you to
think you are the cause of the problem. That’s not the case. Are
you really not going to let me come in?” he asked, pulling into my
driveway. A few minutes ago I would have said no, but after the way
he kissed me, I couldn’t. He kissed me that way on purpose just so
he could have his way with me.
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About the Author
I have wanted to be an author since I was fifteen years old and grateful
to have accomplished this dream. I have three wonderful children and a
husband who defines the person I am today. I work full-time as an
Ultrasound technologist in Sugarland, Texas.
I have very vivid dreams and a wild imagination. I like to read, watch
tons of TV shows, and movies. I’m addicted to romance and get a thrill
out of action and suspense. I write New Adult Fantasy, Sci-fi, and
Paranormal-Romance.
In the Sonar series it was fun to explore different elements of Sci-fi
romance and create various realms of powers for my characters. I want to
show my readers that Sci-fi can be fun, but also traumatic. I hope you
guys enjoy the Sonar Series.
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Giveaway
B. Truly is giving away 5 ebook copies of Melanie’s Evanescent
Journey or a $25 Amazon GC! This giveaway will run 1/12/15-1/26/15. Open
worldwide!
Arabesque
Monday, 12 January 2015
Arabesque: Dancing on the Edge in Los Angeles by Cherie Magnus
A prequel to the award-winning memoir, The Church of Tango.
Virtual Book Tour Dates: 1/12/15 to 1/19/15
Genres: Personal Memoir, YA, University, Personal Relationships, Dance
Sale Price: $2.99
Blurb
It’s 1960 in Los Angeles. Cherie is 17 and on the threshold of
change, even as the world awaits the cataclysmic turbulence that soon
comes. Cherie is a dancer, a student at UCLA, and in love with a
handsome, troubled graduate student who wants her to give up her career
plans. The havoc sets her off-balance and into a nightmare world far
from her dreams.
See the book trailer on Youtube!
Excerpt
ARABESQUE: DANCING ON THE EDGE IN LOS ANGELES
PREFACE
Wings of Mercury
Be Mercury, set feathers to thy heels, And fly like thought from them to me again.
—Shakespeare, “King John”
Six months before my sixteenth
birthday, my father bought me a 1957 shiny black Mercury Montclair
convertible, a ragtop. It escaped me at the time, because unlike him I
never had the hots for vehicles, but it must have been nifty, real neat,
or as my best friend’s boyfriend Scooter said when he saw it,
“Bitchin’!”
Dad often gave me things he
wanted for himself—like an accordion for Christmas when I was ten, a
poodle puppy for Valentine’s Day, and a movie camera for high school
graduation. Whether Daddy used me as an excuse to buy a hip car or not,
the Merc came in so handy and made my life easier, better, and more
grounded. It had a sharp black and yellow interior, automatic
transmission, radio, heater, and electric top retraction, but it didn’t
matter to me if it was cool or fancy, only that it started up and took
me wherever I wanted to go. I could depend on my car and myself. My Merc
was always where I left it, waiting for me.
Dad installed a wolf-whistle as a
surprise and, as was the custom for cool cars in the fifties, painted a
name, “Mme. Cherie,” in fancy pinstriped script on the rear fender,
which caused me no end of embarrassment. Madame?
One of my high school boyfriends
had a souped up ’49 Ford named a discreet “Fabulous Fooler.” Outside,
it was stock, but under the hood there was enough power to catch
unsuspecting drag racers off guard with the Fooler’s fast get up and go.
Speed was vital to “Bubblehead” Barry, but reliability was what was
important to me.
Having my own transportation
meant I could stay in the same high school until graduation. My parents
moved house frequently, and throughout my childhood and adolescence I
changed schools every few months, which flipped me out. Until my Merc I
depended on my mom to drive me to school and my dance lessons. But with
wheels, it didn’t matter that we shifted from one rented house to
another all over the San Fernando Valley. At last, I was able to keep my
ties to school, friends and dancing.
For the first time in my life, I
felt liberated. Alone in my car, I could go anywhere I wanted, with
whomever I wanted, at any time I wanted, so long as I had a dollar to
buy three gallons of gas. I was in control of my own destiny. Now that I
was behind the wheel, a car to me meant the Land of the Free and my
Mercury was a ticket to fly there.
When ultimately, at seventeen, I
drove over the hill to Westwood to attend UCLA, the air was cool and
fresh from the Santa Monica sea breezes, the Village was old and quaint,
and the University had history, tradition and knowledge along with the
biggest library I had ever seen. I was so glad to leave the Valley
behind and to begin the life I felt was rightfully mine. It was 1960 and
my world—the whole world—was about to change forever. I couldn’t wait.
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About the Author
Cherie Magnus, born and raised in Los Angeles, was a dance research
librarian in the L.A. Central Library and a dance critic for local
newspapers before moving to France, Mexico, and finally Argentina in
2003. Many of her articles on dance, travel and international culture
have been published in magazines, professional journals, and several
anthologies, such as Solamente en San Miguel, and Chicken Soup for the Soul: Reboot Your Life.
She wrote a tango blog from 2006-2014. A Finalist in the Buenos Aires
Tango Championships in 2006, she has appeared in two video
documentaries. She now lives in Los Angeles.
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Damned and Desperate by Tara West
Synopsis
Damned and Desperate
My afterlife has sunk to a new level of desperate, all because some badass demon banished my friends to the fourth dimension of the fiery pit.
When I signed up for this rescue mission, nobody told me about the bugs, hives, and sweltering heat. That I could handle. Add to that a sinfully sexy boyfriend with serious ex-fiancé issues, three temperamental giants, a psychotic demon dentist, and a really hungry soul-sucking dragon, and this trip to Hell has become the trip from Hell.
And I forgot to pack my sunscreen
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What I Think
I think im like everyone that has read it so far and that is i loved it, i have been waiting for it since i finished the second book hopeing it was going to be released early but now that i have read it im glad it wasnt it was worth the wait.
Everything i have read of Tara's has blown me away, i didnt think books could do that. but have Tara writing something and finishing with amazing series like this one, she would get all the rewards if it was up to me. I dont want to say much about the book only to go and buy it if you havent already (ah look below there is links to all the books in the Series.)
Damned and Desperate is the third book in this awesome series. You have followed Ash and Grim into Hell and back.
I cant wait to see what Tara will come up with next.
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I love these covers, they are cool, sexy and most of all eye catching
International School Series
Wednesday, 7 January 2015
Author: Chanel Cleeton
Series: International School Book #1
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Maggie Carpenter is ready for a change— and to leave her ordinary life in South Carolina behind. But when she accepts a scholarship to the International School in London, a university attended by the privileged offspring of diplomats and world leaders, Maggie might get more than she bargained for.
When Maggie meets Hugh, a twentysomething British guy, she finds herself living the life she always wanted. Suddenly she’s riding around the city in a Ferrari, wearing borrowed designer clothes and going to the hottest clubs. The only problem? Another guy, the one she can’t seem to keep her hands off of.
Half French, half Lebanese, and ridiculously wealthy, Samir Khouri has made it clear he doesn’t do relationships. He’s the opposite of everything Maggie thought she wanted…and he’s everything she can’t resist. Torn between her dream guy and the boy haunting her dreams, Maggie has to fight for her own happy ending. In a city like London, you never know where you stand, and everything can change in the blink of an eye.
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Title: London Falling
Author: Chanel Cleeton
Series: International School Book #2
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
We weren't a relationship, we were a ticking time bomb...
Maggie Carpenter walked away from the hottest encounter of her life when she left the seductive glitz of England for summer break in her South Carolina hometown. Now that she’s returned to the International School in London—and sexy, privileged Samir Khouri is once again close enough to touch—she can’t help but remember the attraction, the drama … the heartbreak.
She can’t help but want him even more.
Samir can’t afford to fall for someone so far removed from his world, not when his time in London is running out. It's his senior year—his last chance at freedom before he returns home to Lebanon. There, he’ll be expected to follow in his father’s footsteps—not follow his heart to Maggie. But when a scorching secret hookup becomes a temptation neither can resist, they’ll both have to fight to survive the consequences … and find a future together.
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Title: French Kissed
Author: Chanel Cleeton
Series: International School Book #3
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Author: Chanel Cleeton
Series: International School Book #3
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
On the surface, Fleur Marceaux has it all. If only the facade matched reality. With one year left at the International School in London, Fleur’s struggling to graduate, her love life is a mess, and she can’t stop thinking about Max, her ex-boyfriend’s best friend. But all that pales compared to the blackmailer determined to destroy her.
There’s a social hierarchy at the International School and Max Tucker is outside the velvet ropes. After watching Fleur break his friend’s heart, Max knows to stay away from trouble, despite the crush he’s had on her since freshman year. But when they’re partnered on a project, Max learns there’s more to Fleur than meets the eye, and she just might be worth the wild ride.
The more time they spend together, the further Max falls. And when a kiss awakens a passion Fleur never imagined, she’s unable to resist Max, who she had thought was all wrong for her but might be the only thing that’s right. But will he stand by her when her secrets are revealed?
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About Chanel
Originally a Florida girl, CHANEL CLEETON moved to London where she received a bachelor’s degree from Richmond, The American International University in London and a master’s degree from the London School of Economics and Political Science. Chanel fell in love with London and planned to stay there forever, until fate intervened on a Caribbean cruise and a fighter pilot with smooth dance moves swept her off her feet. Now, a happily ever after later, Chanel is living her next adventure in Asia.
Law school made Chanel realize she’d rather spend her days writing sexy stories than in a courtroom, and she hasn’t looked back since. An avid reader and hopeless romantic, she’s happiest curled up with a book. She has a weakness for handbags, her three pups, and her fighter pilot husband.
She is the author of I SEE LONDON and LONDON FALLING, published by Harlequin HQN, FRENCH KISSED, and FLIRTING WITH SCANDAL, the first book in a new three-book series to be released by Penguin/Intermix in 2015.
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