Sunday, March 18, 2012

Book Tour & Giveaway: "Dark Angel's Ward" by Nia Shay


Title:  Dark Angel's Ward (Angel Warden Series, Book 1)

Author:  Nia Shay

Publisher:  Self (Moonwild Press)

Length:  80,000 words

Sub-Genres:  Contemporary, M/F, Paranormal, Sci-Fi/Fantasy, Urban Fantasy

 

BLURB:

Two years ago, Jandra Maxwell walked away from the secret Fairlight Society and started a new life in a quiet Texas town. When her former Ward, the dark angel Zeph, seeks her out and begs for her help, Jandra faces an impossible choice. She knows he can only offer her heartache, but she can’t turn her back on the only man she’s ever loved.
Zeph teeters on the brink of madness, pummeled by emotions his angelic blood once rendered him incapable of feeling. Driven to protect Jandra from a threat he can only glimpse in nightmares, he refuses to leave her side. As they explore the mystery of his recurring dreams, they discover the Fairlight Society has been keeping a terrible secret – one they’ll kill to protect.
Fighting for her life isn’t so easy when Jandra’s also fighting her heart. Her inexorable attraction to Zeph may save them...or may damn them both.



“Sound and fury,” I murmured aloud.
“Pardon?”
I didn’t repeat it; he probably wouldn’t have understood even if I had. Ever since I’d read that phrase in Macbeth I’d always associated it with this feeling. It was one thing to be selectively psychic – at least the only thoughts I usually heard were Zeph’s. But when he and I were truly joined, not just in body or in mind but in the very essence of our beings, I got a taste of what it was really like to be half angel. And I hated it. I couldn’t fathom how to cope with hearing the thoughts and prayers of half the damn city. Except maybe by dissociating large portions of my personality, like he had. Zeph’s mind could be a scary place.
“Jandra? Are you sure you’re all right?”
I dragged my attention back to the matter at hand. “I told you, yes.”
That seemed to satisfy him. At least he didn’t argue with me anymore. His fingertips brushed the side of my face. “Thank you.”
“Whatever.” I raised bleary eyes just in time to see his mouth descending on mine.
Our lips met before I could stop him, and once I felt his warmth I couldn’t quite bring myself to complain. I ended up moaning into his mouth instead of pulling away. Encouraged, he brushed his tongue across my lower lip, his hands stroking upward over my belly.
My body remembered this – his embrace, his touch. As I arched my back in unbidden reaction, he cupped my breasts, his long fingers splayed and caressing. I gasped, feeling his surge of fierce enjoyment as the pleasure he wrought in my body echoed through his own.
Which was just the reminder I needed. I wrenched away from him, hissing, “You are not allowed to touch me that way!”
“I can’t help it.” Zeph’s eyes were violet fire. “When you feel me and I feel you … how am I to resist?”
“Here’s a suggestion: how about going away and leaving me alone for the rest of my life? Wasn’t that the plan?”
He sighed, his gaze going distant. “I released you because you begged it of me, Jandra. Not because I desired it. Your pain was crushing us, and you couldn’t seem to heal while you were with me. But now you have healed. You are whole again, and strong.”
“So you’ve come to break me all over again?” I accused.
“I’ve no intention of hurting you.” He reached for me, but I evaded him. Instead, he pinned me with his gaze as he spoke his greatest lie. “I love you, Jandra.”
“No you don’t!” I shrieked, balling up a fist and darting forward to punch him in the chest. “You do not love anyone or anything. You are not capable of it!”
“Perhaps that’s true,” he said calmly, enfolding my fist in one large hand. “Or perhaps your love has changed me.”
The tears came as hot and fast as the resonance of his soul had, and they burned just as deeply. “I never loved you.”
He said nothing, merely released me and retreated to the doorway while I wept. As my sobs faded into racking gasps, he cast me a long look and muttered, “Yet I am the one reviled as a thief of souls.”

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Nia Shay is a reclusive weirdo who lives in a tiny concrete box in the middle of the Arizona desert. (No, seriously.)  In between dealing with mild OCD and an epic caffeine addiction, she finds time to mold the voices in her head into cohesive sarcastic remarks, and sometimes even a story or two. She has been penning such tales, almost all of them with a decidedly paranormal flavor, since the second grade. Now that paranormal fiction is the "in thing," Nia has decided to overcome her extreme distaste for trends and jump on the ol' bandwagon. Join her on her harrowing journey through the twisted corridors of her own mind—that is…if you dare.

Twitter - http://www.twitter.com/nia_shay

Here's the link to the book tour schedule. Don't miss out there's more excitement to come. http://cblspromotions.blogspot.com/2012/03/vbt-dark-angels-ward-angel-warden.html.

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2. Giveaway is international.
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Friday, March 16, 2012

Interview and giveaway: Author Anita Clenney

Lets give a great big welcome to Anita. She's joining us on the blog today to share all kind of goodies with us such as an interview, author bio, excerpts and a giveaway. So don't forget to enter to win the giveaway at the very end. So lets get started:





I know you get asked this question over and over but can you tell us a little about yourself? Maybe something juicy. ;)

I’ve always been in love. Honestly, I can’t remember a time I wasn’t head over heels over someone. It all started with Donny Osmond when I was 9 years old. There were many movie star loves afterwards, and some real boys. I was madly, and secretly, in love with one boy from 7th grade all the way through 10th grade. I think I actually stalked him. J He was two years older than me. I finally got up the nerve to talk to him when I was in 10th grade, and I even got a kiss. Oh, the joy, until I found out he had a girlfriend. Ah, all those wasted years. But good or bad, my adventures in love have been good inspiration for writing romance, and stalking!

When did you first start writing? Are you a full time author or do you do it on the side?

I am a full time author. I started writing February 6, 2006. I sold my first book three years, eleven months, and twenty two days later.

Do you have an author that has really inspired you?

I love reading, and I think my love of fascinating stories has inspired me to write, but when I dig down deep and recall a story I really connected with as an adult, I think of the Amelia Peabody series by Elizabeth Peters. I fell in love her characters and her writing, so it’s possible that she influenced me more than I realize.

How long does it normally take you to write an average book or your last book?

I’m anxious to find that out myself. Neither of my books have been “normal” situations. Awaken the Highland warrior, my first book published was the second manuscript I started, and my second book published was my first manuscript started. I really polished my craft on Awaken and my agent allowed me lots of time. When I realized that the first manuscript should also be part of the series, I had to do a complete revision to make it paranormal.

What do you think makes a story great?

It needs to be engaging and memorable, to capture the reader’s interest for the moment, and have them thinking about it after they’ve finished the story. I love romance and mystery, so for me, the best stories have both.

Can you describe your book "Embrace The Highland Warrior" in one sentence?

When antiques dealer, Shay Logan becomes the target of the powerful demon who left her for dead as a child, she’s forced to return to the Scottish Warrior who betrayed her…the only man she’s ever loved.


Tell us a little about your book “Awaken the Highland Warrior. Is this a series and do you suggest reading them in order?

While searching for treasure, a mis-adventurous historian discovers a 19th century Scottish warrior buried in a crypt, but the warrior isn’t dead. When he wakes, he has no choice but accept the help of this modern day woman, but she’s more fearsome than the demon who’s trying to kill him. If he’s not careful, she’ll uncover every secret his clan has bled and died to protect. There are many warriors in countries all over the world, but this series just deals with the Scottish warriors of the Connor Clan. They’re strong, sexy, and most of them have secrets. Let me introduce them to  you.
There’s Faelan, the only warrior who’s ever been assigned two ancient demons. Born in the 19th century, Faelan was most powerful warrior of his time. He was trapped in a time vault and slept for 150 years, waking to a strange world filled with modern technology and even stranger…modern females. For God’s sakes, they’re even warriors, now. What will they do next, he ponders, send children into battle? Then there’s Ronan, 6’3 inches of raw, sexy warrior, better than Robin Hood with his bow, and equally at home with a sword or a bonny lass. Cody, the only other warrior who’s been assigned an ancient demon, might have pretended to be the tough boy next door, and he’s good at hiding secrets, but his world will never be the same when he finds out what’s been hidden from him. Shane is quiet but the fastest with a sword, and Niall is a one-man army, with legs like tree trunks. Brodie’s the prankster of the bunch, always getting into trouble. Tomas is a clan medic and Brodie’s reluctant partner in mischief. Duncan is brooding and frustrated and spends too much time worrying about Sorcha, a feisty redhead who likes flirting almost as much as killing demons. Anna, a stunning beauty, has a shocking, troubled past and has chosen to remain a warrior forever, but destiny has some surprises in store. And my heroines are more than just mates to these sexy warriors. They have talents that will shock even them.
The stories would be best read in order since there are some threads that carry over, and the secondary characters reappear.

Have you done lots of research for your books or do the stories just come to you?

This series started with a dream, so it kind of just came to me, but there is research to be done for accuracy’s sake. It’s surprising how many questions arise when writing.

What are you currently working on?

I’m trying to get the third book in the Connor Clan series out this year. Unleash the Highland Warrior is going to be really intense with lots of surprises.

I’m also working on a new paranormal relic hunters series with mysterious relics, secret curses, and two really great heroes that the heroine will have to choose between. This story has lots of twists and turns, and will be even heavier on the mystery.

Can you tell us about some of your prior achievements?

I was thrilled that Awaken made the USA Today and the New York Times bestseller lists after only four months. That was a wow moment!

Is there anything that I didn't cover that you would like to talk about or say to your potential readers?

I love readers. Writers would be nothing without readers to curl up and get lost in their stories. So come and find me and let’s talk books. I’m on Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, Shelfari. Also, sign up for my newsletter on my website for updates on the books. And if you have a Kindle, both books are on sale now!

Just for fun:
Hardback or Paperback? Paperback
Dog ears or Bookmarks? Bookmarks, but not normal ones. I’m not that organized. I have to use whatever is at hand. Usually a scrap of paper.
YA novels or Adult novels? Adult
Library or Bookstore? Both.
Reading glasses or No glasses? Reading glasses.
Snack while reading or No snacks? Snack.
Beach or Mountain? Mountain.
Vampire or Werewolf? Half vamp-half wolf
Hot or Flirty? Flirty
Movie 1st or Book 1st? Book 1st
Contemporary or Historical? Both.
J Time travel!
Page-Turner or Tear Jerker? Page turner.


NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Anita Clenney writes mysteries, and paranormal romantic suspense. Before giving herself over to the writing bug, she worked in a pickle factory and a preschool, booked shows for Aztec Fire Dancers, and has been a secretary, executive assistant, and a real estate agent. She lives with her husband and two children in suburban Virginia. To find out more information, please visit http://www.anitaclenney.com/, follow her on Twitter @anitaclenney, or like her on Facebook http://www.facebook.com/anitaclenneyAUTHOR.

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Cody sighed. Might as well get it over with. He removed the shackles, returned them, and bent over her. “Shay, wake up.”
Her eyes flew open. She planted both hands against his chest and shoved, knocking him on his back, then sprang on top of him. “How dare you handcuff me to a bed?” she yelled, punctuating each word with a shake that rattled his brain. He didn’t fight back. She had to get it out of her system, and he didn’t blame her. He’d be more than pissed if someone shackled him.
She landed a fist into his stomach, and the breath rushed out of him. Okay, enough was enough. He captured her hands and rolled, trapping her under him.
“Get off me, you oaf.”
“I’ll get off when you stop beating the snot out of me.”
She let out a war cry and lunged for his throat, teeth bared. Intrigued, he hesitated a second too long, and she sank her teeth into his neck. A jolt of desire shot straight to his groin. He’d never been one for the rough stuff, but damn! He pulled back before she could do more than leave a bruise. He trapped her legs with his and held her hands above her head, letting his full weight press her into the soft mattress. She still struggled but could move only enough to get him excited.
“I’m sorry, Shay. I had to do it. It was too dangerous to let you go traipsing through the woods. I had to keep you safe.”
“What if he was hiding in one of the other bedrooms and sneaked in here while I was handcuffed to the bed? You left me so I couldn’t even protect myself.”
“Lach heard him out in the woods, but that’s why I locked the door, just in case. If this guy had broken it down to get to you, you would’ve screamed, and I would’ve come running. I was never far from the house.” He’d heard every name she called him.
Her eyes still flashed fire, but her breath was steadier, and she kept glancing at his mouth. He thought that was a good thing. He wondered if she’d calmed enough not to hit him, because he should move. She had to notice the effect all the wiggling around was having on him. He felt her hips push against his, and he groaned. He relaxed his grip and lowered his head, letting his lips touch her chin. He kissed his way to her mouth, and she head butted him in the nose.
While the stars exploded in his head, she shoved him aside and bolted out the door. He jumped up and went after her as she pounded down the stairs. He caught up with her outside. She was swinging her purse like a whip, headed for the car.
“Where are you going?” he demanded.
“Get away from me.”
“You can’t leave.”
“Watch me.” She opened the door. “I’m tired of people hiding things from me. I thought you were going to stop. Now you’re handcuffing me to the bed.”
“I explained it to you.”
“Don’t touch me,” she said, jerking away when he grabbed her arm.
“You’re not leaving.”
Shay straightened her shoulders. “You can’t stop me.”
He grabbed her, tossed her over his shoulder, kicked the car door shut, and stomped up the steps.
“Put me down!” Shay kicked and twisted, cursing at him. He dumped her on her feet inside the door.
She blew her hair out of her face, and as soon as she could see, she threw a punch at his chin. He deflected it and grabbed her arm. “Stop hitting me.”
“How dare you throw me over your shoulder like some kind of caveman,” she spat, trying to wrench her arm free. It didn’t work, so she used her knee.
“Ah, not there.” Cody trapped her knee. “I made the mistake of letting you leave here nine years ago without listening to me. By God, I won’t do it again. You’ll listen if I have to sit on you,” he growled.
She drew back her other arm, and before she could throw the punch, he had her on the floor and was sitting astride her, pinning her wrists to the floor. She bucked and twisted, but he held her down. “We can do this all night if you want, but you’re going to listen to me this time.”
“Listen to more lies? You’re still hiding things from me. Like the fact that you have Nina’s entire house under surveillance. Like the fact that you’ve got a Bat Cave in your basement. Like the fact that you were in Scotland when the stalking started.”
“You think I’m your stalker?” he yelled. “Me! I’m trying to keep you alive. We’re all trying to keep you alive. That’s what the clan’s been doing your whole damned life, trying to keep you alive! And just like always, you’re making it hard as hell. Your father wasn’t a bloody spy, and that thing in your living room wasn’t a man!”


I’ll give away one paperback copy of Embrace the Highland Warrior to a commenter. To enter, answer the question: 
Based on my warrior descriptions, which warrior’s story would you want to read next?

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Book Tour: Review of "Caressed by Night" by Amanda J. Greene

"Caressed by Night"
Author: Amanda J. Greene
Series: Rulers of Darkness #2
Genre: Vampire, Paranormal Romance
Pages: ebook Full length
Author's Website: http://www.amandajgreene.com

Source: Author for book tour review.
Published: February 28, 2012



Goodreads Blurb:

Dimitri Arsov, the last remaining pure vampire, was thought to be dead for the past four hundreds years. Now, he is back and has a score to settle with the traitor that had tried to kill him centuries ago. But as he waits for his prey to blindly step into his carefully laid trap, his overwhelming hunger for blood is triggered when he saves a beautiful art historian.

Kerstyn Ingmar’s life was normal and straight up boring until the night she is rescued by the dangerously sexy, powerfully mesmerizing, Dimitri. Unable to resist his diamond blue eyes and intense kisses, she is drawn into his world of darkness and closer to her impending doom.

While their desire consumes them, Dimitri is haunted by images of a bloody and deadly future. As his enemies draw near, he must find a way to save his mate from her destiny before fate destroys them both.

My Review: 
I love a good vampire romance novel but this one was over the top good for me. I loved everything about it and I could end my review there. This is the second book in the series and I didn't read the first (yet) and it totally reads as a stand alone. 

Dimitri is king of all vampires and is extremely powerful and dangerous. He faked his death 400 years ago and has come back to claim his mate. Kerstyn is a strong woman that has no trouble taking in her whole new life and is the only one not scared of Dimitri's vampire and she has the ability to calm his beast within and also has the power to draw it out of him. The romantic development is fast and intense due to the pace of the story. Their relationship is flaming hot right from the beginning to the end. 

Amanda did a unbelievable job writing this book. I literally flew through the book and I can count numerous nights were I was up to wee hours in the morning reading on to see what was going to happen next the suspense was intense.  She also did a great job with the worldbuilding because I didn't read the first book but I never felt lost or had questions. You will fall in love not only with the main characters in this book but with every character in this book. She also set up for the next book in the series nicely if I got my clues right.

I would highly  recommend this book to paranormal romance fans especially if your a vampire lover. I can't wait for the next book in this series and I will be reading the first book very soon.
  


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Friday, March 9, 2012

Book Tour: "One Night in Brooklyn" by Casea Major


Erotic Romance
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he's the Robin Hood she's been seeking.  But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she's looking for.



 
Prior to becoming a writer of romantic fiction, Casea Major worked in the legal field for a non-profit dispute resolution company for ten years.  She is now a full-time mom to three preschool children with whom she and her husband live happily...most of the time.  When she isn't chained to her laptop, she enjoys Cary Grant movies and crocheting.




“Well, Dallas, what did a pretty gal like you expect from this deal?”
There was no way in hell she would answer that question. So she employed her stellar skills of diversion and subterfuge. “What did a guy like you expect from this deal?” Okay, maybe not the cleverest line she’d ever come up with, but this guy with his mesmerizing eyes messed up her mojo.
He leaned back with his elbow on the mattress and flashed a brilliant smile. She swallowed hard. “To get to know a lovely young woman such as yourself and have a little adventure. You think you can handle that?”
Could he be any more cocky? His thinly veiled innuendo struck her with the delicacy of a baseball bat. No question he was hot. From a purely physical standpoint, he was perfection, but did anything rattle around behind those blue eyes?
She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her chin. “What I want to know is, can you handle that?”
Oops, she hadn’t meant for that to sound like a challenge or an invitation, but even to her own ears, it did. He stood, his long legs closing the distance between them in two strides. She braced her legs to hold her ground, but retreated toward a wall. So much for holding my ground. Pressing her head back against a branch, she looked up into his even stare. God, his eyes were Ceylon blue, his lips full and lush. He stopped in front of her, but continued to lower his head toward hers. Other than the rustling wind, only her ragged breathing sounded amongst the leaves.
Robert braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, effectively trapping her between him and the tree. Every cell in her body buzzed with electrical current, and her gaze helplessly transfixed on him. The lids of his eyes lowered, and his straight nose brushed against hers.
“Can I kiss you?” His whispered request tickled her skin.
Chills swept over her heated body. Her knees gave way, and she sighed out some inaudible response he apparently took as affirmative. He brushed her lips with a kiss.
With agonizing leisure, his mouth eased over hers, first feathering her closed lips then caressing each one between his. His velvety flesh wisped like flower petals against hers, and the aroma of fresh mint scented his breath. The languid motion of his kiss ignited a desire that throbbed all the way down between her legs. The longer he lingered, the hotter she burned. He never sped his pace or reached for her in any other way. It was only a kiss, yet so much more.
His warm tongue slipped between her lips and slowly explored her mouth, sliding across her teeth and stroking her tongue. A soft moan escaped her and excruciating tension built in her core with each lazy thrust.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and trailed her fingers down his hips as she molded to his body. He gasped and ended the kiss. The staggering length of his arousal pressed into her abs and the burn in her sex flared into a raging inferno.
He rested his forehead against the tree, and she laid her hands on his chest with his body lightly molded to hers. The heat radiating between them smoldered hotter than the Vegas asphalt at high noon. His breaths were steady, but his heart pounded against her open palms.
His voice, deep and husky, sounded near her ear. “Maybe. Maybe not, Dallas.”
She opened her eyes. “Huh?”
He kept his eyes closed and rubbed his cheek against hers. “I was just answering your earlier question.”
She couldn’t remember the question. She'd be lucky to remember her own name.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Feelin' Lucky Giveaway Hop!




Fictional Candy



First I would like to give a big Thank You to I Smell Sheep and Fictional Candy for hosting this great hop. The hop runs from March7th at midnight until March 13th at midnight so you have plenty of time to enter all the great giveaways.

To keep up with the theme of the hop I have decided to giveaway a brand new copy of:
An enthralling collection of romantic tales, 23 in all, set amidst beautiful Ireland’s lush ancient landscapes: pre-Christian ruins, green hills, rugged cliffs, and pounding Atlantic surf. These stories—by writers such as Roberta Gellis, Bertice Small, Jennifer Ashley, Claire Delacroix, and Mary Jo Putney—honor Ireland’s rich heritage as a land of poets, magic, and mystery.

1. You must be 18 or over to enter this giveaway.
2. This giveaway is international as long as you live within the Book Depository's shipping area. So make sure you check before entering. 
3. Fill out the rafflecopter below.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Guest Post & Giveaway: "The Light Within Me" by Carly Fall


One question that I get often from people who are reading the Six Savior Series, is why do I have these guys living in missile silos?

Well, sometimes life give you experiences that make you think and make you dream.

This series was conceived with one of those experiences.

Last year we took a trip down to Tucson, Arizona, a quick drive from Phoenix, where I live.

While down there, we decided to visit a missile silo left over from the cold war.  We went because our son is six and we thought he would enjoy it.  Honestly, upon arrival, I was far more excited than he was.

This place was amazing. The tour was given by one of the guys that actually worked there for umpteen years, showing up every day wondering if he was going to get the order to blow the world to smithereens.  Not a nice thought to go to work with everyday, if you ask me.

Our son also got to "turn the key" when they had a pretend run of launching the missile.  They had almost all of the original computers in there.  I have to tell you, it looked liked the William Shatner version of Star Trek.  If I see those shows now, I just laugh because it looks so fake and ridiculous.  That's how the missile silo looked - like something a first grader would come up with while playing with a marker and a bunch of boxes.

 When Abby and Noah meet, there is an explosive attraction between them that neither can deny...

As a shy, awkward, social misfit, Abby has gone her whole life feeling as though she's different from everyone else and she simply doesn't fit in well with society as a whole. She longs to feel a real connection with someone, and she finally does when she meets Noah.

Unbeknownst to Abby, Noah is from another world and his sole purpose is to hunt down the evil of his people that was unleashed on Earth hundreds of years ago. He's certain he isn't going to be able to return to his home, and anger and the need for revenge are his constant companions. His focus has been eradicating the evil and making them pay for taking his life on his world away from him.

Noah tries desperately to fight his attraction to Abby so he can keep his focus on his mission. But when Abby gets dragged into the evil and mayhem from Noah's world, he realizes that maybe with Abby he can find a home here on Earth...if he can save her in time.

Praises for Carly Fall:

"Your narrative voice is so strong and unique, raw and honest..."

"Shackled to the Night was a great introduction to the "dark side!" It was very hard to put away, I look forward to more of Carly's work."

"This was a great story. It's very well written. The author has a great writing style that is easy to follow & pulls you in. If you enjoy steamy, dark novels, you'll enjoy this book."

"I LOVED this book! I can tell this is going to be another great series in the paranormal romance genre. I can't wait to read the next in the series, which I am going to guess has to be about Aiden. Hurry up and write, Carly!"

"That book was absolutely wonderful! I gave it 5 stars. When will the series continue? Oh PLEASE don’t make me wait too long!"

"I love that you have this ability to take the reader on a journey with your characters, and there’s no stopping the fact that you fully engage the reader in every point."

"Your writing is so poignant, funny, realistic..."

"This gripping, and often sexy, story leaves the reader wanting more..."

 The author has been kind enough to offer up a copy of "The Light Within Me" to one lucky commenter. Just leave a meaningful comment and your email address so I can contact you if you win.
1. You must be 18 years or older to enter.
2. Giveaway ends on 3/12.
3. Fill out the rafflecopter for extra entries.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

ARC Review & Giveaway: "True Highland Spirit" by Amanda Forester

"True Highland Spirit"
Author: Amanda Forester
Series: Highlander #3
Genre: Historical Romance
Pages: 416
ISBN: 9781402253072
Author's Website: http://www.amandaforester.com/index.html
Source: Publisher in exchange for a honest review.
Published:March 6, 2012 by Sourcebooks Casablanca


Author's Blurb:
Morrigan McNab learned to survive with a sword in her hand. Taking command, she is determined to protect her impoverished clan, no matter the cost. When an elusive French knight offers gold to fight against England, she joins the call to arms. Sparks fly on the battlefield as a forbidden passion smolders between Morrigan and Sir Dragonet. Yet Sir Dragonet holds a secret that will destroy the hope for a life together, and will make them rivals on a dangerous quest for a mysterious relic. As they fight beside each other against the English, and against each other to find the treasure, their love becomes a greater force than either can control.

My Review: 
This is the 3rd book in this series but can be read as a stand alone. To get a better understanding of the characters it is recommended that you read the other books in the series though. 
Morrigan McNab is a woman so devoted to her clan that she dresses as a man and raids travelers just to make sure they are fed. She is a very stubborn and brave heroine that eventually learns the benefits of dressing and playing the part of a lady by the end of the book. Jacques Dragonet is many things but some include a spy, knight and a monk. He is on an errand to find a relic for his father and the church but finds himself involved in much more on the way including war and love that is forbidden. Morrigan and Jacques have many obstacles in their way when it comes to their romantic development throughout the book number one being that he is a monk and has sworn to celibacy but their attraction is undeniable. 
This story is action packed from beginning to end that I found to be very exciting and a page turner. During the 2nd book in the series I didn't like Morrigan's character very much but during this story I just fell in love with her character and came to realize why she has her faults and found some to be misunderstandings. I felt a sense of longing and frustration for this couple and it seems impossible for them to ever really be together if just in friendship. 
I have no warnings about this book except that there is some violence. So I would recommend it to historical romance fans especially highland romance fans. This was definitely another great read by Amanda Forester.

  


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 I have decided to giveaway my copy of the ARC of this book to one lucky commenter. Just leave me a meaningful comment and fill out the rafflecopter below.
1. This giveaway is going to be US only due to shipping costs.
2. The giveaway will end on March 11th at midnight.
3. You must be 18 or over to enter.

March's Monthly Book Giveaway: "Hot & Heavy" by Sandra Hill




Monthly Giveaways at Romance Book Junkies




It's that time, for my monthly book giveaway. I choose a book I have read in the past and I thought was completely awesome so I guarantee a great read this month. I just know you'll enjoy it as much as I did. So here it is:
 Madrene Olgadottir, a Viking woman, if flung forward in time to the 21st century. She's not sure what's happening to her, but she does know that sexy Navy SEAL Ian MacLean is mighty tempting in any time. Original.

As most of you know I reserve the monthly book giveaways for my followers so if you would like to enter just follow me in some way. Then all you have to do is fill out the Rafflecopter below.

March Historical Romance Challenge Giveaway



Welcome to the third month of my 2012 Historical Romance Reading Challenge! Something new from last year is that I'm keeping the sign up open all year long so others can jump in and join us at any point during the year. 

This is March's post were you will be getting information about this month's giveaway and this is also were your going to link up your reviews using the Linky Tool at the bottom of the post. If you have any questions or concerns please feel free to email me @ romancebookjunkiesdanielle@yahoo.com. Now on to the good stuff:

There will be one winner this month.They will be winning this lovely bookmark:
from Miss Bohemia and a ebook copy of 

When a successful frigate captain meets an admiral's daughter, they should be a perfect match but the course of true love rarely runs smoothly - prepare for stormy seas.

When Ross Quentin, the navy's most successful frigate captain, is ashore during the Peace of 1802 he rescues admiral's daughter Bella Richmond from highwaymen. They should be a perfect match and Ross proposes. Foolishly, she rejects him, only to discover what a terrible mistake she has made. Too late, she is lured into a trap, abducted and taken on board a merchantman bound for France. Ross purses in the admiral's sloop. In stormy seas, can he save the woman he loves?


 "By all the seas, Miss Richmond, are you telling me you've had a change of mind?"

How could she answer him? Yesterday she would have welcomed his suit. But now, her duty as a daughter took precedence. "Please I don't think you understand. If I could marry, I would. There's no other for me."


"My father needs me!"


"You can't sacrifice your happiness for an ageing parent!"


"He needs me now!"


"And I need you too, Miss Richmond, more than any woman I've known. There must be some way we can resolve this. I could make Witton my home if that's what you want, as long as I can be with you."


"Even if we lived at Witton, what will happen when you go back to sea?" Her hand flew to her mouth, as if to hide the words she had just spoken, but it was too late. The real question had been asked.


He took another step back. "This is nothing to do with your father, is it?"


The tension spread from her shoulders the length of her spine. She couldn't move, she couldn't speak, she could barely breathe.


"You're terrified of being left alone, aren't you? Is it something to do with your mother? Did she detest the months, or was it years, she had to wait alone for her husband's return?"


Bella stiffened, as if a huge spring inside her wound up tighter and tighter. He had discovered her secret fear. And the ease with which he and been able to uncover her vulnerability shook her to her very core. As an only child, she had constantly been at her mother's side throughout her formative years. She had been loved, indulged, and pampered, while her mother had grieved silently for her absent husband. Now years later, her inner fear exposed, helplessness swept over her, and left her drained of emotion.


Quentin looked into her eyes. "You may be content to bury what's between us somewhere deep in your memory, but I'm not. I want you to be my wife. I can't promise I will never return to the sea. As an admiral's daughter, you know you cannot expect a sailor to make such a vow. My feeling for you, Miss Richmond are genuine, but do not ask me to choose between you and the sea. My love for both is inseparable. I asked you to share my life because I thought you understood me. I am but an honest sailor with salt in his veins and true love in his heart."


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1. This giveaway is going to be international.  YAY!!
2. You must link your review that was posted in the month of March  to the linky tool below to be entered. 


Here is the Linky Tool you will be using this month to link up your reviews for March. The review has to be posted on your blog in March  2012 in order to qualify for this months giveaway:

February RAK Wrap Up!

Book Soulmates

February RAK Wrap Up!
It's time to thank and acknowledge all the kind people who participated in the RAK with me this month and here they are. 

Received From:
From Barbara @ Basia's Bookshelf
"The Madness of Lord Ian MacKenzie" by Jennifer Ashley

From Jodie Baker
"When Darkness Comes" by Alexandra Ivy


Bought For:
To Heather @ Books Savvy Babe
"Blood Rights" by Kristen Painter

To Michelle @ Michelle's Book Blog
"Everdark" by Elle Jasper

To Barbara @ Basia's Bookshelf
"Dead Beautiful" by Yvonne Woon

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Book Tour: "The Progeny" by Ashlynne Laynne

The Progeny
By Ashlynne Laynne
“No fate other than the one I choose.” The timeless creed, and tattoo, bore by the Rousseau’s— a vampire clan with the purest bloodline of any vampire family. Out of this clandestine group came one who was different, yet the same: Ascher - a half-bloodling— half- human, half vampire. Ascher questions the purpose for his existence and which world he truly belongs to: the human world or the vampire world. Two months from sealing to Ursula— a prearranged union to a woman he abhors — he’s at his wit’s end. He knows if he calls off the sealing, the Romanian clan will strike with deadly force, but he cannot see eternity with a cold empty shell of a woman like Ursula. Just when he thought life was complicated enough, he meets Shauna— a beautiful, bi-racial human Wiccan — and immediately develops an unshakable attraction to her. She makes him feel alive and vital despite his origins and Ascher makes a decision that turns his immortal world upside down.



Ascher pulled Shauna behind him, his stance clearly a protective one. But why-? Surely, she didn’t need protection from her. His grip tightened around her arm, his knuckles straining with tension. Her mind finally registered his firm hold and sent messages to her heart and eyes.
She wiggled away from him. “Let go of me, Ash! What’s wrong with you? Who is she?”
“I’m fine and she’s nobody. Ursula was just leaving.” He spoke with little conviction.
“The hell I am…” the stranger mumbled, an unsavory smirk turning up the corners of her mouth. “Tell her, Ascher. Tell her who I really am!”
“Yeah, Ascher,” Shauna spoke in a mocking tone, her eyes becoming pieces of wet coal in narrow sockets. “Why don’t you tell me the truth…who is she?”
He froze, his youthful face chiseled with a mixture of shock, horror and anger. “There’s something you need to know.”
“Spit it out, Ascher. Tell her! Or I will!” Ursula growled, her hands flicking the shades away from her face.
Terror, worse than any horror movie Shauna had ever seen. More ghastly than any monster a mind could conjure.
Shauna clutched her chest, stepping away from both of them. “Her eyes!” she screamed. “Ascher…what’s wrong with her eyes?”
The stranger giggled and continued piercing her demonized stare into Shauna.
Ascher struggled to control his mounting anger. He clutched Shauna closer. “Do you trust me?”
The floor vibrated underneath their feet. Shauna’s eyes became cold, the glare of distrust swimming in them.
“No. I don’t! Why are you so nervous?”
“You left Katy alone. You should go back up with her. I’ll be up there in a little while. Okay?”
“No. I want to know who she is. Right now, Ascher! Who…is…she?”
“Please, Shauna,”— he huffed with impatience— “just do it.”
“For cryin’ out loud…” Ursula groaned.
“I warned you, Ursula,” he growled, every part of him aching to rip her to shreds. She had nerve. Were he not a gentleman, he’d finish her and be done with it.
“You don’t warn me. Looks like you’ve been keeping a lot from her. Afraid she might not want you if she knows the real you?”
His lips strained against clenched teeth, begging to curl up and release a menacing snarl. Control— He had to stay in control. Push the anger back down. Stem the raging desire to lash out at Ursula.
Her red eyes narrowed, the smirk taunting him, daring him to expose himself. He was strong in his gifts, but rage made her stronger. Her mind turned, fighting off the subliminals he hurled at her.
She cackled, “That won’t work, dearest. It’s time she knows everything.”
“Dearest?” Shauna questioned, her tiny fists balling.
Ascher reached for Shauna but she moved away from him.
“Don’t touch me!”
“Ursula, doing this won’t change things between us,” he uttered, knowing she’d never listen to reason.
“No! She deserves to know the truth, Ascher,” Ursula responded.
“Ursula, please—” He couldn’t believe he was begging her for anything.
Ignoring his pleading, she continued, “My name is Ursula. Ascher and I are to seal in two days.”
Shauna drew in a staggered breath. “Seal— as in marriage?”
Ascher sighed.
“Is this true?” Shauna demanded.
His head dropped in shame. “Yes, but…”
“So she is your fiancĂ©e? And let me guess, she’s the first.”
“Shauna, I can explain.”
Shauna clutched her head with both hands screaming, “No!” The window, behind her, cracked. She ran towards the door, fresh tears flooding her face. Ascher grabbed at her, missing. “No!” she shouted again. The ceiling rumbled, water raining down from the sprinklers. “Move!” she shouted, pointing towards the door. It flew open, nearly ripping off its hinges. Ascher appeared in front of her. She scowled then pushed him back. “Go away!” she yelled then watched as an unseen force moved him from her path. She turned, backing away from both of them, her eyes fixated on the two. Her finger twirled then pointed at each of them. “Stay!”
“I hope you’re happy now,” he growled at Ursula then sprinted after Shauna, catching her before she hit the stairs. He clutched her, turning her to him. Distress blanketed her face. “Shauna please, just let me explain.”
A strange burn started in her legs. What’s happening to me? She’d had rage issues all her life but never anything like this. Her normally clear eyesight was now blurry and grey. The hall—she’d seen for three months and knew like the back of her hand—became an unfamiliar maze, veiled by her fuzzy vision.
She took a step, stumbled then regained her balance against the wall.
“I told you how important honesty was to me and you’ve been keeping this from me the whole time. You told me she was nobody… that it was only physical curiosity. It doesn’t look that way to me. She talks like she owns you. You told me it was over between the two of you. How were you going to cover up getting married to someone else?”
“I wasn’t, just listen to me...”
She shook her head. “I’ve listened enough. I can’t trust you. Without trust, we have nothing. All you’ve done is feed me lies. You’re a liar! I despise liars! I can’t believe I was going to sleep with you—allow you to be my first.” She gripped her stomach and doubled over. “I’m going to be sick…”
He reached for her, again.
“Don’t touch me!” Every ounce of restraint left her body. Chaos now flooded her brain. She wanted to lash out. No, she needed to lash out.
“Shauna. Just let me take you home. I promise I’ll explain things to you.”
“What part of, ‘I don’t want to hear your lies’— don’t you understand?” she seethed through clenched teeth, her anger blazing directly into him. “Back…!” she barked, pushing her hands away from her body, towards him. He flew back against the wall. “I don’t want to hear it! Don’t touch me, Ascher,” she sobbed into her hands, “I hate you. I wish I’d never met you!”
“Shauna…?” he whispered, pain and disbelief creasing his face.
“Just leave me alone. I never want to see you again.”
“Shauna you don’t….”
“Oh yes I do— I mean it and I quit! I can’t work here anymore.”
She ran out the emergency exit, setting off the door alarm, sprinting—into the night.


Ashlynne Laynne has always had a soft spot in her heart for vampires but grew tired of the garlic fearing, sun loathing creatures of old. An avid horror movie fan, she tends to enjoy media and music that is of a younger, more eclectic nature. This was the catalyst for her writing The Progeny. The vampire/witch pairing is unique and different when most books pair vampires with werewolves.
The infinite possibilities, for such a wickedly unique couple, intrigued her. There is no shortage of romance, steam and surprises in The Progeny. These books are for adults and contain adult sensuality and themes, but minimal profanity. She loves writing on the edge and teetering between the erotica and romance genres. She thinks of Ascher and Shauna as the damned version of Romeo and Juliet.
She’s currently working on book two of the series entitled Blood Bonds. In her spare time, Ashlynne enjoys cooking, reading and spending time with her family. Ashlynne juggles the hats of wife, mother, full time employee and part-time writer, hoping to write full time one day soon.
Ashlynne lives in North Carolina with her husband and teenage son.


Ashlynne appreciates and loves to hear from her readers. You can connect with her at the following places:
Twitter: @qlane
Facebook: Book Page- http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Progeny-Series-by-author- Ashlynne-Laynne/129418917161599
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Author Blog: http://ashlynnelaynne.blogspot.com/
Email: ashlynnelaynne@aol.com
Buy Links
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Progeny-ebook/dp/B0074535P6/ref=sr_1_1_title_0_main?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1328127665&sr=1-1
Barnes and Noble Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-progeny-ashlynne-laynne/1108540255?ean=2940014108355&itm=1&usri=the+progeny+by+ashlynne+laynne
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