Saturday, October 3, 2015

New Release Calm Assurance (Orlosian Warriors Bk. 1) by Dariel Raye

Calm Assurance (Orlosian Warriors Bk. 1)
Calm Assurance synopsis
Two hearts, two different worlds, uncompromising love.

A straight-laced Nephilim-descendant and a human trouble-magnet?

When Asriel - Orlosian Warrior, descendant of Nephilim, law enforcer – is sent to guard Malina, a human with a penchant for drawing trouble like a tornado, she becomes his obsession.

With no hope of finding love in his dimension, he breaks the cardinal rule, leaving his home to protect her, but she has also drawn the attention of his enemies, and he is forced to face demons from his past. If Asriel chooses to stay with Malina, not only does he risk forfeiting his right to ever return to his dimension, but he will need her blood to survive.

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Friday, September 18, 2015

Halloween Party!

It's right around the corner and we are putting together a party with spooky posts throughout the month, giveaways and special guests.

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We look forward to seeing you here.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Release Day Blitz of Tiger's Bride

Title: A Tiger’s Bride

Series: #4 A Lion’s Pride

Author: Eve Langlais


When at first you don’t succeed–turn to abduction.

It’s all in a day’s work when this Russian Siberian tiger meets the woman he wants.

An accidental kidnapping? Check.

A forced marriage? Check.

A virgin bride? Damn. There go his plans for seduction and here comes the pressure into making her first time perfect. Because everyone knows that’s the one she’ll remember, forever. Gulp.

Add in a plane crash as well as hunters out to capture them and the heat is truly on.

Can this suave Russian mobster meet the challenge?

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Now some would probably say, if he knew he was being chased, and if he valued his hide, then all he had to do was give Teena up. Leave her behind and go home.

To that, the man, not the beast, growled, “Hell no.”

But escaping with her was only part of the steps to ensure their future. Once he reached his homeland, he’d have only a little time to convince her to keep him before the council became involved. They tended to frown on shifters, even practically royal ones, abducting women.

Apparently it was so eighteen hundreds.

Long Excerpt:

Awareness came with the speed of cold honey spooling from a dangling spoon. Slowly. So slowly, and that was why it took the third time for her to grasp someone spoke.

“Say I do.”

“Hunh?” Eyes closed, and the lids too heavy to lift, her mouth a fuzzy peach in need of water, Teena’s mind struggled to wake from the most molasses sleep ever.

“Say I do,” hissed an accented voice, a voice that seemed familiar. But it was the scent that made her smile. Manly musk intermixed with a spicy cologne. It seemed her Russian admirer was still at her side. Had she fallen asleep on him at the party?

It was so hard to remember.

“Repeat after me. I. Do.”

What did she do? Forcing her brain into gear, she strove to recall events. Last she remembered, she was weaving back to the house after her sister’s wedding—drunk as hell because she was so mad at her interfering family—when Dmitri, that sexy Russian, waylaid her. He’d made sure the ground didn’t get fresh with her body parts. Instead, he let them get fresh with his solid frame.

He held her in his arms. Said stuff. Nice stuff. But forget that and fast forward to the exciting part where he kissed her.

Oh my. Upon her he bestowed a masterful kiss that melted her. She remembered the sense of weakness in her limbs. The roam of his hands, then…?

Her brow wrinkled. She couldn’t recollect anything past the amazing kiss.

Nothing. At all.

Had she seriously fallen asleep during the most intense embrace of her life?

Was this why Dmitri held her in his arms, his musky scent surrounding her? “Wake, little kitten. Just for a moment. I need you to say I do.”

“I do?” Do what? Surely he didn’t demand permission to kiss her again? Was he after something else? Blerg. She wished her brain wasn’t such a sluggish mess.

Giving her cobwebbed thoughts a mental shake, she pried her eyes open in time to see Dmitri’s handsome face hovering close to hers. She also heard the words, “I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”


Before she could grasp what had happened, lips pressed against hers in a molten touch that melted her questions and awakened a fire. The kiss didn’t help her regain her senses. On the contrary, she slipped into a pleasurable state with only one real thought in mind—more.

More kisses. More heat. More Dmitri.

The arms wrapped around her body held her upright and a good thing, too, seeing as how her legs had the consistency of soft rubber. A tiny part of her remarked she should protest, or at least make an effort to assert some kind of control.

She wasn’t firing on all cylinders. A sluggishness still held her. It occurred to her she should cry and be frightened, and yet…

She truly was enjoying the soft mesh of lips and the warmth of his breath. Or she was until she found herself deposited in a chair. Talk about a rude awakening.

Her body lamented the loss of the warmth from his while her inner lioness meowed in frustration. A frustration she understood all too well, given the ardor he woke refused to settle so easily.

Struggling against the lassitude in her body, she managed to flutter her eyes open, not that it helped her comprehension much. She didn’t recognize her surroundings.

A pen was pushed into her hands. “Sign here,” Dmitri’s accented voice purred in her ear.

“What is it?” she muttered through numb lips as she struggled to remain awake. She peered blearily at the white sheet in front of her, to no avail. The words on the paper wavered.

“It is what you want.”

Truly? Because…I want him.

Without giving it a second thought, she signed.

Then he did too, using the same pen she had, his bold signature alongside hers on the marriage certificate.



Nope, the words on the paper hadn’t change.

She stabbed a finger at the paper, not trusting herself to speak. But if she had, it might have sounded a lot like her father, but with fewer swear words. What the fuck just happened?

He answered her unspoken question. “We are husband and wife, little kitten.”

Oh my. How unexpected.

Married. She was married. To Dmitri. I am married to the tiger.

Hunh, a coerced wedding, a first for the family and certainly never a disaster her sister had ever managed.

Point for me?

No, because Meena evaded Dmitri’s plans.

I, on the other hand, fell like a domino. Worse, I didn’t see it coming. I really thought he liked me. Thought he’d meant it when he said he would woo her and prove his intent.

What a jerk, kidnapping her like this and marrying her on the sly. Making her his wife.

His wife?

Could a lioness giggle? Her inner feline certainly seemed a tad too pleased.

His mate. The mental rumble vibrated through her body like a ghostly purr, one that left her senses alive.

Are you going to stand up and assert your rights?

“You can’t force me to marry you. Tell him.” She addressed the latter to the man dressed in a suit with a clerical collar of black and white, some kind of religious guy. Surely he wouldn’t condone this farce. “Tell him it doesn’t count because I didn’t agree.”

“You said I do,” Dmitri reminded her.

“Because you told me to while I wasn’t even awake. It doesn’t count. And why is that priest ignoring me?”

“Little kitten, if you calm down, we can—”

“I will not calm down.” She lunged from the chair, only belatedly realizing the flimsiness of it.

The plastic bucket chair with its metal legs, a relic from the seventies, cracked. The hand she’d used to push off slid as the plastic snapped, and she lost her balance. Tipping sideways, she threw out her hand, but her reflexes were still kind of woozy and she missed, hitting the floor with her shoulder then a ricochet of her head. Damned industrial marble floor.

She lay there, at an angle, stunned, and also exposing a lot more leg than she should. Through squinted eyes, she noted her skirt riding high on her hip.

Dmitri noticed too. Interest smoldered in his gaze, a gaze stolen by the collared man, who cleared his throat.

How dare he steal Dmitri’s attention?


Who growled?

“Now, now, little kitten, give me a moment to deal with this obviously brave man, daring your vicious rage.”

“I am not vicious.” Vicious was her sister.

“I think you’re tougher than you know.”

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~ New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author

Hello, my name is Eve and I am a Canadian author who loves to write hot romance, usually with hot shifters, cyborgs or aliens. I should warn you that I possess a twisted imagination and a sarcastic sense of humor something I like to let loose in my writing.

I love to write, and while I don't always know what my mind is going to come up with next, I can promise it will be fun, probably humorous and most of all romantic, because I love a happily ever after.

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Monday, September 14, 2015

Tainted Black by Shanora Williams and a Review

Title: Tainted Black (A Forbidden Romance)
Author: Shanora Williams
Genre: Contemp/Dark Romance
Release Date: September 11, 2015
Dear Mr. Black,
I know you were hurting. I heard your cries. I wished over and over again that I could make it better, but as you stated I was too inexperienced; too good for someone as bad as you.
Perhaps you were right, but it didn’t matter because what I did know was that I loved the way you felt—loved the way you smelled. I loved how hard you got for me, and when you called me your Little Knight. 
I can still remember that day in the park, when you held me close and kissed me deep. How you effortlessly made me cry your name on top of sweet smelling grass, making me feel like the only girl in the world. I loved how you looked at me, how you spoke to me.
I 'd been madly in love with you ever since I was twelve years old, but I shouldn’t have been. 
Isabelle would have hated it—my best friend. I couldn’t afford to lose her. Besides, you two had already lost enough. Losing Mrs. Black was the epitome.
It’s Chloe Knight. 
I wanted to be there for you no matter what, but Isabelle needed me too. 
And she would have hated me if she ever found out I was sleeping with her father.
** Tainted Black is a forbidden love-story about a girl who helplessly falls for her best friend’s father. After a tragic accident ends the life of Theo Black’s wife, he turns to the one person he has always found interesting. 
Chloe Knight, the girl from across the street, his daughter’s best friend, and a person that is considered completely off limits for him. **

I looked down at the person’s name that flashed on my screen. Mr. Black. Surprised, my heart caught speed, and I answered, my voice soft. “Mr. Black?”
“Hey Chloe.”
“Everything okay?”
“I don’t know,” he said, voice low. “You tell me.”
“What do you mean?”
“You just gonna stay in your room and watch me, or are you gonna come over and actually talk to me?”
I huffed a laugh, looking up, heat bombarding my cheeks. Being embarrassed would have been an understatement. “I’m—I don’t know what you mean.”
“Turn on your lamp,” he demanded.
“I want to see you.”
I looked towards my lamp, hesitating. He was quiet, waiting for me to follow through. I blew a breath, going for my lamp. Then I met at the window again, and he was still there. His expression had changed though. He was smiling now. It was gentle. Sweet.
“Damn. Is there ever a time you don’t look good?”
“Please,” I laughed, tugging on the hem of my tank. It was then that I realized I had no bra on. I covered my chest with my arm.
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Cover up. Just stand there… let me look at you.”
Slowly dropping my hand, I stared ahead, allowing Mr. Black to get an eye-full. I was in my most natural state—hair up in a bun, shorts low, revealing too much leg, and sporting a white camisole that exposed firm, brown nipples.
“What are we doing?” I asked, voice barely heard.
He was quiet for a moment, his face serious now. “Picking up where we left off.”
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author Shanora Williams considers herself a wondrous, down-to-earth author who's all about romance, paranormal, and the historical fiction. Coffee and Oreos are her addiction. Reading is a necessity. Whenever she isn't writing or reading, she's most likely spending her time with family and loved ones, or watching hit TV series on Netflix.

I'm not sure about how all other readers out there feel when they give a new author a whirl, but I love it! It's so exciting to get into the imagination of someone new. That being said, I absolutely enjoyed Tainted Black 100%.
I never knew what to expect with this story being different from a lot of the other stuff out there today, taboo is the word I believe I'm looking for. But an awesomely told story of love, holding on, letting go and so much more.
I will most definitely be looking into more from this author in the very near future. It's not often I lose sleep over a book ;)


Friday, August 7, 2015

Remember Him by Kazy Reed

I'm thrilled to celebrate the release of my first book, Remember Him, the first in the Amsel Clan series. I hope you enjoy it! Be sure to enter the giveaway for a US$20 gift card to Amazon. See the bottom of this post for ways to enter. Thanks for reading!
Please click here to check out my REMEMBER HIM page for more info on the blog tour. [URL is:]

Will the bond of blood outweigh the passions of the heart?
While sketching the Temple of Dendur, graduate student Carter Denwright meets—and is seduced by—a powerful vampire by the name of Alder. Once kept secret from the human world, now everyone knows of their existence. Blinded by mistaken feelings for Alder, Carter allows himself to be drawn into his life. Too late, he realizes two things: one, Alder is vicious and cruel, and two, Carter’s true love is Alder’s brother, Freyr.
The attraction between Carter and Freyr is strong, but they must fight this feeling or face the wrath of Alder. Despite their best efforts, Alder discovers the truth, and punishes Carter, hiding him from Freyr in a cruel game of cat and mouse.
Freyr is not as strong as his brother, but he vows that he will find Carter again and will stop at nothing to get him back. Carter, caught in Alder’s cruel grip, commits an act of desperation which will change all their lives forever. The question is: can Freyr find Carter and is the bond between him and Carter enough to break Alder’s hold and spoil his plans to ruin them both?

Freyr practically dragged me upstairs. I turned to go toward our room, but he went in the opposite direction.
"Oof!" I grunted when he yanked my arm. "Where are we going?"
"But where—"
He stopped suddenly and I crashed into the back of him. "Carter, what part of 'shh!' do you not comprehend?"
His jaw tightened and raised an eyebrow. I clasped my hands not-so-innocently behind my back, tilted my hips out and ran my tongue slowly over my fangs. Freyr's breathing came faster and he moved toward me, but then he remembered his original purpose and continued down the hall. Halfway down the east wing, he reached behind a huge Grecian amphora and pressed a button on the wall behind it. A piece of the wood-paneled wall slid open to reveal a modern keypad.
The code was twelve digits long. After he entered them, I heard a muted click. An entire section of the wall opened into a two foot wide, five foot high door. The light down the hall barely penetrated the first few feet inside.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Freyr anticipated me. Without even looking, he slapped his hand over my mouth. We climbed in and he shut the door. The darkness was so complete that it pushed painfully on my chest. I had always hated the dark, especially since Alder kept me locked up so frequently. But this wasn't Alder. This was my mate, who loved me, so I got my breathing under control.
Freyr ruffled my hair. "Now we can talk, brat. Just don't move."
Like an idiot, I stepped backward and said, "I really don't like the d-daaark!" as the floor fell out from under me. I tumbled down a stone spiral staircase, banging my head with every flip, until I finally got my bearings and grabbed a step with my hands.
"Son of a bitch!" I cried. "I think I'm bleeding."
"Yummy," purred Freyr from above.
"Not a time to be cute, asshole."
"Sorry. Can you see anything?"
"Besides my life flashing before my eyes? It's pitch-fucking-black down here!"
"Stop yelling and use your eyes."
"Oh, right," I shot back. "Let's see. Yup. There are two mangled legs and—uh oh. I only have one arm now. Is the other one up there?"
"I'm going to wallop you if you don't cut it out."
"Hah! You'll have to find me first." Instantly, he was directly in front of me and I jumped back in surprise. I looked at where I thought his face must be and saw his eyes blazing orange. I gasped at his appearance. "Dude, your eyes are glowing."
"Dude, so are yours. Now focus."
I blinked a few times and tried to focus on him, and his features slowly became clear, as though a dimmed light bulb was growing brighter. "Cool!" I exclaimed. "I have night vision."
"You're so easily amused. Now, come on."

Available Aug 1st from Extasy Books
Available Aug 8th on Amazon
Available Aug 29th on other ebook retailers

Kazy Reed grew up on a small island off the Maine Coast. At the age of sixteen, she announced to her parents that she was going to move to Denmark as an exchange student. That trip changed her life, and sparked her love of travel, languages, and history.
After graduating from college in Massachusetts with a degree in Art History, she moved back to Maine, where she began to write short stories. When she was introduced to gay erotic fiction, the seed was planted and she never looked back.
Kazy still lives in Southern Maine, with her very understanding husband and two ridiculously precocious children. In addition to her published work, she is the author of a weekly flash-fiction series on her blog.



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Thursday, August 6, 2015

Bobo the hedgehog

Everyone, meet my spiky son, BoBo the hedgehog. Isn't he the cutest little one ever?

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Out of Time Release Day blitz

When you're out of time, you make mistakes.

When TREX Agent Chris McKoy watched his future walk away, he never expected to find her five years later on the wrong side of a deadly mission where nothing is as it seems. Instead of convincing her to turn herself in, he takes it too far and gets arrested for attempted assault. One more screw up and he's out of the agency. With nothing left to lose and everything to gain, he poses as a player in the live action role-playing community to regain her trust—under false pretenses. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Bethany Page had no idea when she agreed to be theTimeinatrixin a LARP game she'd end up in the middle of a plot that, if successful, would net billions of dollars for the master of the game. She has one job—deliver the contents of the thumb drives collected in the game with no questions asked. When she uncovers her part in the plot and winds up with a target on her back, she turns to Chris for help. She’s in over her head, and she knows it.

Sometimes those mistakes lead you home.

Now it’s up to Chris to keep the feisty, beautiful LARPer safe as TREX tracks down the master of the game, all while fighting the passion burning between them. He’ll die before he puts her in harm’s way… And it just may come to that.

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Allie K. Adams is the USA Today Bestselling author of several award-winning stories. An active member of the search and rescue, as well as previously served as a reserve deputy, Allie has firsthand experience in most of the dangers she writes about. Known for her highly intense, deeply intimate suspense and thriller romances, she can be found most days in front of her computer, saving the world one heart-racing story at a time. She grew up in Seattle and now currently lives in southwest Montana with her husband and other various wildlife. Her college-aged kids stop by when they need food or money. Or both.
She loves to hear from readers and encourages them to reach out to her through her website at

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Monday, July 27, 2015

Raber Wolf Pack Book 2 by Ryan Michele

Title: Raber Wolf Pack Book 2
Series: Raber Wolf Pack
Author: Ryan Michele
Genre: PNR/Shifter Romance
Release Date: July 27, 2015
"There will come a time in our world when greed, power, and wealth will overrule good judgment, and packs will be destroyed." 
In the blink of an eye, everything can change, altering life as we know it forever.
Kenly’s intuition told her not to go, but she didn’t listen.
Being human, Kenly never had contact with the wolves that lived in Lakeside. One night changes that in a horrific way, opening her eyes to all of the secrets hidden from her over the years.
One night opens doors she never realized existed, transforming her entire world.
As Beta of the Raber Wolf Pack, Max is always in control, until one mission leads him to a bleeding woman in an alley.
Max instantly scents Kenly as his mate, creating tension within the pack and unleashing consequences that he doesn’t how to contain.
Will Max be able to pull her through the upcoming events? If Kenly survives, will she return to her human life and leave Max behind?
"Well Ryan Michele, you've done it again. You've written another unbelievably awesome story and sequel known as Raber Wolf Pack: Book Two. I bow down at your epicness!" ~ Southern Vixen Book Obsession
"Ryan Michele sent me through the woods of suspense. Alphas, magic, shifters and very growl worthy scenes. I am ready for more from Ryan Michele." ~ Goodreads Reviewer
Ryan Michele has a huge obsession with reading, which only came to life after her best friend said she had to read Twilight. After reading that series, her entire world changed in the blink of an eye. Not only was she sucked into new worlds and all of the wonderful words authors put down on paper, she felt the urge to begin to write down the characters that played inside of her head. In doing so, Safe was born. When she’s not reading or writing, she spends time taking care of her two children and her husband, enjoying the outdoors and laying in the sun.
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