|Posted by [email protected] on April 15, 2016 at 10:55 AM||comments (0)|
Poppy is fated to die, Drayden is turning feral. Can both Poppy and Drayden beat what fate has in store for them? With both of them seeking help from the sage witch, will fate bring the two of them together? Can they trust the sage witch to truly help them? After all, the things she requires Poppy to retrieve is the thing that will kill her. Knowing they are each other's mate, will Poppy and Drayden be able to save each other from what the fates already had planned for them? I loved this story!
|Posted by [email protected] on April 5, 2016 at 5:10 PM||comments (0)|
If you love a good military story then this is your book! Logan is on deployment while his wife whom he loves dearly is at home. He decides to call her one day when he had some time to talk, then soon after he gets word that she had died in a car accident. When Logan returns to the states, his entire world has turned upside down. He's drinking all the time and really just self sabotaging himself until he meets Miranda. He get's assigned to see Miranda a local therapist to work through his issues or he gets kicked out of the military. Logan doesn't believe he needs the therapist. Will Miranda be able to get through to him or will Logan make it a joke and try and get her as another one of his many women that he's been sleeping with? This story will give you lots of emotions. Can't wait to read the next book in this series! If you love a good military story then this is your book! Logan is on deployment while his wife whom he loves dearly is at home. He decides to call her one day when he had some time to talk, then soon after he gets word that she had died in a car accident. When Logan returns to the states, his entire world has turned upside down. He's drinking all the time and really just self sabotaging himself until he meets Miranda. He get's assigned to see Miranda a local therapist to work through his issues or he gets kicked out of the military. Logan doesn't believe he needs the therapist. Will Miranda be able to get through to him or will Logan make it a joke and try and get her as another one of his many women that he's been sleeping with? This story will give you lots of emotions. Can't wait to read the next book in this series!
|Posted by [email protected] on March 31, 2016 at 6:55 PM||comments (0)|
Loved Ameerah's story! She grew up in the 1920's in a wealthy family. However, she didn't like the snobby types her parents hung around. Ameerah wanted to be a flapper gal, was in love her best friend and loved to drink and smoke. All things someone of her social standing should not be doing. When her parents find out about her extra curricular activities, they have her commuted to a insane asylum where she is abused, raped then murdered. How will Ameerah face life after death? I loved learning about her story and what she tells her present day best friend Derek. I will say there were some shocking moments towards the end you won't see coming. If Ameerah was a real life person/spirit, she would totally be fun to hang out with. I was definitely in her corner the entire story.
|Posted by [email protected] on November 3, 2015 at 2:00 PM||comments (0)|
Ten Steamy Holiday Stories meant to heat you up during the cold winter nights. Settle in with a cup of hot cocoa, or a large glass of wine, and enter the world of some of your favorite authors! There’s a little bit of everything for you to enjoy, including paranormal, contemporary, sweet romance and downright steamy erotica!
Shara Azod - A Home for Christmas
RaeLynn Blue - Fruitcake
Gynger Fyer - Christmas in Canada
Jeanie Johnson & Jayha Leigh - The Twelve Craze of Christmas
Marteeka Karland & Shara Azod - A Little Christmas Sugar
Kassanna - Joy
Serenity King - A Naughty Holiday Surprise
Tiffany Monique - A Thigh-High Christmas (The Redux)
Reana Malori - Renewal
Chaeya Robles - The Christmas Healing
by Reana Malori
Erica Atkins held a long stemmed wine glass in her hand as she stared into the dying light of the fireplace. It was long past the time when her husband of five years would normally arrive home from work. No call. No text. Nothing. It was as if she no longer mattered. The courtesy of a telephone call was apparently simply too much for her to ask for. After five years of loving, laughter, and being each other’s best friend, something had changed.
Taking a sip of the dark red liquid, she paid no mind to the taste. The motion of lifting the glass was almost a reflex at this point. The mind-numbing pain in her soul was the only thing she could feel. Glancing over at the clock on the wall, she noted that it was well past ten o’clock at night. Her husband was supposed to be home by seven this evening. Before he left for work this morning, Todd had promised that he would be home for dinner tonight with her and Miles.
This time, he said, he would make sure that he left the office early. The half-hearted kiss he’d given her before he’d walked out the door had almost shattered her inside. Her heart felt the pain seconds before her brain could catch up. And that’s when she’d known that all her fears were true.
The tears she had cried earlier this evening had long since dried. The off-white tracks of the salty residue were still visible on her face. Eyes red and face turned down in sadness, she watched the dying flames in the fireplace and asked herself when they had lost their way. No matter how much she turned it over in her head, all she had left was this deep, irrevocable feeling of dread. She was losing her husband.
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|Posted by [email protected] on October 29, 2015 at 1:20 PM||comments (0)|
Monica Banks and Tyler Green have spent the better part of a year being sarcastic, caustic, and halfway in love with one another. What will Monica do once Tyler gets tired of waiting and makes the first move? Little does she know, he’s not just looking for some short-term fun. With Monica, he wants forever.
Gunnery Sergeant Tyler Green never made apologies for who he was, and wasn’t about to start now. People either accepted him just the way he was, or they didn’t. And he’d always been okay with that. Then he’d met her and his world was turned upside down. Monica Banks captured his attention from day one and had never let go. Patience was never one of Tyler’s virtues, but he knew that Monica would need time to get used to the idea of being with him and everything that came with it. Telling Monica how he felt about her was all Tyler could focus on and after a year of holding back, he was done waiting.
Staff Sergeant Monica Banks had experienced loss as a young child and promised herself she would never love someone enough that she would lose herself. Watching her father mourn the loss of her mother had colored her view of love, and what it would mean to ever lose that person. And then, Tyler Green had walked into her life. Like a bull in a china shop, he crashed through every barrier she erected, tearing down her resistance little by little. Soon, he was the only man she could see herself loving.
Tyler and Monica must find their way to each other, all while battling their own stubborn will, dealing with an obsessive stalker not willing to let Monica go, and understanding that loving someone with everything you are, doesn’t mean sacrificing yourself in the process.
Monica burst out laughing, “You don’t give up, do you?”
“Give up on you? Never. This weekend may be off limits, but you can trust and believe, I will never give up. And until you tell me you no longer want me, I will do everything I can to help you see that we belong together.”
Laughing at his choice of words, she walked over to the window and looked out at the scene in front of her, “Confident aren’t you? I never said I wanted you in the first place.” Sound reached her from across the room and she knew he was getting out of his chair and coming in her direction. Knowing what he did for a living, he was taking extra pains to create noise as he approached her. Her heart melted a little knowing that he was trying to be careful around her. There was no need for him to do so, but she thought it was sweet all the same.
“Sweetness, yes...you did,” he whispered in her ear as he clasped her upper arms within his hands and pulled their bodies flush. His strong chest cradled her as she leaned into him, relaxing into his strength.
“When did I tell you this? I don’t recall any conversation where I said ‘Tyler, I want you,’ or words to that effect,” she said with a sigh of pleasure at his touch. Of course, she thought it a million times, but the words had never left her mouth and that, she was certain of.
“Oh, baby, you told me last night. Don’t you remember?” he asked her as he pressed his body closer to hers.
His gravelly voice filled her ears as she froze at his words. Oh, fuck, he had heard her last night as he walked past her room. “Last night?” she said in a low voice. Yup, stupid is as stupid does, and today, she was adopting that motto as her own. Deny! Deny! Deny!
Soft lips brushed the skin underneath her ear and she shivered in his arms. But she stopped short of moving away from him. Her body had simply refused to pull away and for once, she was not listening to her brain, which was screaming at her to walk away. At this moment, she was simply allowing herself to feel. And feel she did. There was a hardness pressing into her lower back and it seemed to be getting larger and harder by the second. Hell, if she could feel this much of him through his sweatpants as they were simply standing, what would he feel like up close and personal...and very, very naked.
What Fans Are Saying
-"I don't think I've ever read a hero more perfect than Tyler Green! I would be a completely happy woman if this man jumped out of the pages of this book and started talking to me like he talks to Monica. I found myself sighing out loud on several occasions. And Monica...who doesn't love a strong and capable heroine with a hint of vulnerability? I swear the author took thoughts right out of my head and put them in Monica's. It was so easy to fall in love with both the hero and heroine." ~Amazon Reviewer
-"You can feel the sexual tension when these two are together. Both are strong individuals accustomed to being in control. I found myself laughing out loud at some of the thoughts going through Monica's head. And, Tyler.....goodness gracious! That Marine is pure alpha male! When they finally get together, it was straight up fireworks. Tyler's pillow talk will have you turning up the air. Every girl needs a Tyler." ~Amazon Reviewer
About the Author
Come join me as I explore my inner thoughts and create a world where anything is possible.
My focus is interracial romance and I firmly believe that LOVE in all its forms should be celebrated. While I have dreams of world domination, I'm willing to settle for being one of the best interracial romance erotica writers on the market. My goal is to weave a story that pulls the reader into my world and share in my universe, even if only for a short time.
I currently live in Montclair, Virginia with my husband and two sons. You can most often find me enjoying a good book myself, as I am first and foremost a reader (and I love a good romance).
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|Posted by [email protected] on January 24, 2015 at 7:05 PM||comments (0)|
Do you like action, sexy werewolves and hot sex? If you answered yes, then Fighting for Their Mate bu Vella Day is a must have. Vella Day has a way with words that can't be described. You just have to read them. When you reach the end the only let down is that it is over. In Pack Wars # 5, Fighting for Their Mate, you are taken on the journey of Bailey Nash. Baily and her sister, Tatum, are on a hiking expedition when they run into the wrong men...errr wolves. Kidnapped, drugged and taken to a secret lab, they feel there is no way out. Enters Ty and Ford...2 hot werwolf brothers that realize they have found their mate. A mate that doesn't even know werewolves exist. On the run, Bailey, Ty and Ford are in danger, have hot sex and realize they may just be falling in love. This book can totally be read as a standalone. Pick yours up and join their journey. You won't regret it!
|Posted by [email protected] on September 29, 2014 at 10:40 AM||comments (1)|
When I first started reading this book it seemed as if only a few moments had passed and some how time eluded me. Through tear filled eyes I realized the page wouldn't turn again, and that it was 5:30am. My eyes were nearly swollen shut. I had "ugly cried" until I felt the red splotches on my face would be a permenant fixture. Nose red and raw from all the blowing and wiping I had done throughout the night. This story touched me in ways you will never know and in ways I could never find the words to describe. I wanted to tell Rochelle congrats on her new book, but in a way it felt wrong. I would rather say thank you to her for the lives she will save if only they open to the first page. Though this story was as heart wrenching as they come, it has a message in it that reaches out and not only touches your heart, but nearly leaves you breathless, too. I have 3 teenage boys who live through today's evil and bullies, I grew up in a non physically abusive alcholic home, and my grandfather commited suicide when I was only 8 years of age. At the time, I only knew I would never see him again, but as age fell upon me I felt the sting...the burn....the anger mixed with sadness that his needless death brought to my family. I have lived years listening to my step-father threaten it in his drunken state, wondering if it would one day finally come true. The fear that flows through you after you have already encountered a suicide up close and personal is real. It is raw. And you feel your insides flip and get sick to your stomach every time you hear someone say that suicide is the best solution. Afraid it will happen again. When you leave this Earth in this manner you are not just leaving...you are taking a part of everyone who loves you with you. You leave people who miss your smile, your hugs...your kisses. You leave people who miss your voice. I have suffered with my own depression since I was 14. Although I have always been lucky enough to know suicide is not the answer, I understand the bleak, lonely emptiness one can feel that can put them there. I am sharing all of this sincere, private info in hopes that I reach just ONE person the way Rochelle reached me.
So many people, not only in the US, but in every country around the globe, deal with suicide. Whether it be a personal conflict, a family member, a friend or even just someone in their community. It is a senseless act and we can help so many others by sharing our stories, by reaching out, by not only teaching others to hold on to hope--but by learning to hold on to hope ourselves...by sharing that hope with others. Every life is important. Every life is beautiful in its own way. Every life IS WORTH FIGHTING FOR! I hope Rochelle is able to have sales that go through the roof and reach people who are in that hole and that through her words they can find their 'bird' (book ref) and fly to a happier place filled with love. Love not only from others, but most importantly from themselves. 5 fairies!!
Part of the proceeds will go to HoldOn2Hope.
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Interview w/ Rochelle Maya Callen
What was school like for you?
Depends on which year! I lived in Ecuador for a while when I was in 4th grade and when I came back to the states, I started homeschooling. Loved it. Interned at Nasa when I was 12, went to a political leadership conference when I was 13, did a student-run radio show at NPR when I was 15, graduated when I was 16. I was a part of a private academy that had classes on Thursdays and then gave you A LOT of homework for the week. It was much closer to college than what I have seen of traditional high schools. I could be extremely shy, but I usually tried to be the person to go and sit with anyone who sat alone. One year, I would wear crazy hats every week: cat in the hat, pirate, etc. Another year, I wore black EVERYTHING. The dress code was very strict, so I liked to bend all the rules as much as possible. I was always very busy. My friends joked that they had to schedule an appointment with me to see me. I graduated college summa cum laude at 20 and a-d-o-r-e-d it. One year, I was working three jobs (including the on-campus writing center), was on the SGA and editor-in-chief of the newspaper...and I commuted. Never stopped being busy. My sister is in college now and I kind of want to crash her campus. I would like to go back to school when my daughter is older.
What are your ambitions for your writing career?
To make an impact on someone. At its core, that is the ambition. That is enough. The extra awesomeness would be to be able to write several books a year that were well-read and well-loved and ended up on a list or two
Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors?
Because of my schedule, I more often listen to audiobooks. I love audiobooks. I just read some awesome books by Leigh Bardugo, A.G. Howard, Robyn Schneider and Sarah J. Mass. I am planning on a week of reading at some point near the holidays.
What is the one thing you have to have with or near you when you are writing that some may even call a superstition?
Please continue reading to hear Rochelle's story.
I was about 12. I had a canopy bed with flowers on the headboard. I had a white and purple chair that wobbled because one leg wasn't screwed on right and in front of it all, was a noose. There are these desperate moments when you feel like the world is too heavy and you are too brittle. That was one of those moments. It had been a few days earlier when my mom was sprawled out on our driveaway because my dad had beaten her so bad that she couldn't stand up. When he drove away, our elderly neighbors came over to help bring her in the house. They said they would call the police. She told them no. My sister was about two. I don't remember if she saw or not. My mom, even though I saw how she winced when she moved, cleaned the house, played with my sister, and cooked dinner. My dad came home. We sat around a table in silence and ate. I don't know if my mom knew...but I could always tell when she kept the tears from streaming down her face. The tears lived there like a secret, but they were there.
I remembered running down the street and cutting my feet on rocks because I was scared that my father, being drunk, would get in an accident with my sister in the back seat. I remembered my mom and her secret tears. I remember the pot smell that drifted under the door when my dad's friends came over. I remembered the belts I hid under the entertainment center. I remembered and it all felt like too much and so I stepped on the chair and was ready to give it all up.
I still remember the uneven, shaky wobble of the chair as I stepped onto it. I almost felt relief as I reached for the rope...
Then something happened.
A child's laugh echoed up from downstairs.
My sister's laugh. My mom and sister were playing downstairs. It slammed into me. What would they see when they walked into my room?
How could I leave them?
Because even in our house of secrets, belts, and heartache, we had each other. And that was enough.
I stepped off the chair, took down the rope, and walked out of my room.
I lived. I loved. I dreamed. I have best friends who I call mom and sister. Years later, I was able to forgive my father. Years later, I have my own home with a husband and daughter who light up my life.
Ellie Walker in Two Breaths Too Late makes a very different choice.
Suicide has touched so many of us. Maybe we lost someone we loved or we grappled with the thought ourselves. Maybe it feels distant.
Here is the truth: every year, one million people lose their lives because of suicide.
Here is more truth: that statistic needs to change.
There is a stigma talking about mental health, abuse, and suicide. We need to have intimate and meaningful conversations of these subjects so that people can open up and share their stories and inspire others to HoldOn when all feels lost...because one million lives, even one life, is too much loss for this world.
HoldOn2Hope unites creatives in suicide prevention. The project's purpose is to spark conversations, educate communities, and offer powerful messages in relation to strength and loss so that the issues can be propelled into the media's spotlight.
With every purchase of Two Breaths Too Late, you are contributing to that mission.
that hope still lives in the dark. If all feels lost, hold on. The world needs you in it.
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You can find out more about author Rochelle Maya Callen on her website. Thank you for reading this to the end and remember Ellie was Two Breaths Too Late...but you don't have to be. #HoldOn2Hope !!
|Posted by [email protected] on July 5, 2014 at 6:55 PM||comments (0)|
I have to be honest, this was my first necromancer book. As I first began to read this book, I was a bit concerned I was not going to be able to get into it. However, with each page I turned, I was sucked into the story even more. It is a very unique story, that you just feel the need to have more of. I scored it a 4 because I felt their could have been a little more character development. There were times I felt a bit confused because I did not understand what was going on. I feel some back story on the characters might have helped with that some. With that being said, the story was darkly beautiful and I am awaiting book 2, as I feel a deep need to know what happens next. Perhaps Pierre has me under a spell just from reading the book....or perhaps it is Lizzy that I must find out more about. I do believe that in his own way Pierre loves Lizzy, but I fear, Lizzy has fallen in love with someone in which she has no idea of what he is capable of. Could this lead to a falling out, or a Gothic love affair that the readers can't put down. I, myself can not wait to find out!
|Posted by [email protected] on July 2, 2014 at 12:20 AM||comments (0)|
When one heart calls to another, there is little need for language.....awwww<3 I LOVED this book. It is the perfect mix of action and romance. Lars and Tamara are on the run from drug lords. Lars works for The Company and was supposed to kill the same man that Tamara was after for killing her sister. By fate they meet up. They immediately feel a pull of attraction, but both know they can't be together,because neither one are brave enough to tell their true nature to one another. Once they do, the sparks fly!! On the run, hungry for one another and could be killed any moment, this book is filled with edge of your seat action and the need for fan to cool yourself off with the heat level! I love Tamara's Irish Lilt and will never be ever to read the word"JA" the same. I can just hear Lars saying it and melt...lol! I don't want to use any spoilers, but you know how you read a book and you are watching for the title to be used in the book? Well, when it is used, that is my favorite page! Part of the quote is "I will love you so long as there is breath in my body." There are some WONDERFUL quotes in this book!
There was great character development in this book, and the author did a GREAT job with bringing the different cultures together. You could tell she knew what she was writing about. I really enjoyed this book and felt the story flowed very well. I read it in one sitting because I couldn't put it down! Kudos to Ann for a job well done!
|Posted by [email protected] on July 2, 2014 at 12:20 AM||comments (0)|