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Ace is bad.
After losing my brother, I know I should stay away. So why can’t I?
He’s irresistible. He’s confident. He’s amazing… but he’s dangerous.
He was there the night my brother was killed. He watched it all go down.
I should stay away. The things I saw weren’t acceptable. They’re not even legal.
I should want Ace as far away from me as possible—I should consider him a monster and a threat to my life—but something keeps drawing me back. Something keeps bringing me to him. Something is making me… weak for him.
He’s warned me many times to stay away. He’s even threatened me. But I know, just as much as he does, that I won’t stay away.
I won’t until I get answers.
But there’s one thing wrong with getting too many answers. It leads to lies. It leads to trouble. It leads to danger. But worst of all, it leads to me falling deeply and madly in love with him.
I’ve gotta be out of my mind.
Footsteps start up the complex stairs. They’re heavy. Slow. I try to control my breathing but it’s hard. The room that was once my sanctuary – my get away—now feels like a trap. A prison. I can hardly breathe.
Sealing my eyes, I listen as his footsteps get closer to my door until finally he stops. It’s quiet for a moment. I think he’s got his ear to the door, wondering what I’m doing.
Then he bangs on the door and I gasp. I don’t get up, though. He can’t get in. The door is locked and the chain is on. I don’t think he’d be dumb enough to kick the door in, knowing I have neighbors. Good thing they’re nosey. They’ll come looking for the noise immediately.
“London, I know you’re in there! Car’s in the parking lot.” His voice is no longer calm and casual. It’s angry and demanding. “Open the door.”
I don’t say anything, but I do stand and hold the knife in front of me just in case. I slowly walk out of my bedroom and towards the living room.
“Open it or I’ll kick it down. I don’t give a fuck who sees me.”
I gulp and gasp at the same time, which causes me to burp. And it’s pretty loud. Loud enough for Ace to hear.
Instantly, the door swings open and hits the wall with a loud thud. I scream as I fall on my side. When I look up, Ace is standing between the frames of his door, adjusting his tie. All I can make out is his shadow, but I can feel his eyes hard on me.
Stepping inside, he shuts the door behind him coolly. I scramble away with the knife in my hand. When I get to my feet, I dash for my bedroom and grab the telephone. He chases after me, warning me not to do anything stupid.
I dial 9, but I’m not given the chance to finish. He snatches the phone out of my hand and slams it down. I spin around, bringing the butcher knife in front of me again.
Ace takes a quick step back, glaring down at the knife. Then, a slow smirk forms on his lips. The lips I hated I admired once.
“I’ll cut you,” I threaten.
“You won’t,” he says boldly.
“I won’t?” I hiss, bringing the edge of the knife to his neck. “Don’t test me. I will.”
He raises his hands in the air, shaking his head. “When’s the last time you sharpened this bad boy, huh? Three years ago? It’s as dull as fucking a nun in bed.”
“I don’t give a shit! I can still cut you with it! Just… sit down!” I demand, circling him, knife still clutched in my hands and at his neck. “On the bed.”
He frowns. “No.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you, but if I have to I will!” I shout, voice wavering.
“That’s the thing… you won’t.” His tone is even.
I keep my tears back and my emotions behind me for now. I don’t want him to think I’m weak. I don’t want him to get away either. But deep inside I know I won’t hurt him. I won’t cut him. I’m too afraid to shed blood after seeing so much already.
With a bored sigh, Ace snatches the knife out of my hand and tosses it out of my bedroom. It skids across the hard wood floors, causing a clanking noise that makes my ears ring. I gasp, and start to run after it, but he grabs my arm tight and shoves me against the nearest wall. It’s not a hard shove. Nor does it hurt. But I’m still afraid.
As I tremble, he brings one of his large hands up and locks my face between his fingers. His eyes stare deeply into mine, his nostrils flared. From the slit of light filtering in through my window, he looks pissed. I know he’s going to kill me. I’m a witness.
“Listen to me,” he grumbles. His warm breath spills down my chest, across my cleavage. “I told you I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Why wouldn’t you?” I spit.
“I won’t. I’m not the one that killed Jonah. They did.”
Hearing Jonah’s name causes fiery tears to build in my eyes. “It’s your fault. I know it. Why wouldn’t they kill you, too? What were you doing there anyway? Why was Jonah there? Why did they kill him?” All of this is spilling out of me. I’m outraged. I’m pissed that Ace is still alive and my brother isn’t. I’m terrified. I’m… I’m a mess.
“Listen to me!” he demands, releasing my face to lock his hands on my shoulders. “I don’t know why they killed Jonah, all right? I don’t know why they didn’t kill me. But you have to understand… it’s what we do. It’s what Jonah signed up for. It’s business, and we can’t help when shit gets bloody.”
I process his words, give them some thought. “So… you’re the one that got him into that shit? What is it? What’d you promise him? I know Jonah, and I know he wouldn’t do something this bad without something in exchange.”
“I didn’t promise him shit.” Ace runs one hand through his slick hair. “He knew what he was in for. He was money-hungry, just like everyone else. He saw a way to achieve it and he went for it. It was a mistake… him coming to Atlanta.”
“How is that a mistake?” I demand. “I invited him. I graduated!”
Ace tilts his chin to meet my eyes. His are dark, and if I’m not mistaken, watery. I’m not given the chance to figure it out completely because he blinks and just like that, he’s angry again. “Don’t go to the cops. It’ll only get you killed.”
And with that, he releases me and walks out of my bedroom. I follow after him, grabbing his arm before he can get out the front door. “Killed by who? You?” I’m keeping my voice steady, but deep inside I’m scared out of my fucking mind.
New York Times & USA Today Best Selling author Shanora Williams considers herself one of the wondrous, down-to-earth authors who’s all about romance and the paranormal… but of course she always makes room for the many other genres out there.
She’s a huge lover of Starbucks and a big kid when it comes to Haribo Gummy Bears. If she could swim in Coca-Cola she would. She’s a very avid reader and a fan of many others independent authors.
“If you have a candle the light won’t glow any dimmer if I light yours off mine.” ~ Steven Tyler
Friendship can be the most powerful light in a person’s life. High school sophomore Amber Newberg has yet to learn this. Introverted and guarded, she doesn’t make friends easily. She is in the Air Force Junior ROTC program at school, using it as a step towards building her future. Besides struggling with her best friend graduating, she expects this to be just another year.
Enter Shane Grafton. When the two are thrown together as partners in chemistry, a friendship outside of the classroom ensues. Having felt like an outsider as a result of his own upbringing, he’s someone she feels comfortable with. As their bond grows, Shane is able to pull Amber out of her darkness, but can’t get her to see what their relationship could truly be.
In a moment of courage, Amber decides to put her heart on the line. However, she quickly learns how fragile one’s heart can be. Can she open her heart again to the possibility of being hurt? Or will she shut herself back down and miss out on the friendship of a lifetime?
I was given this book by Paranormal Romance and Authors that Rock, for a fair and honest review.
This is a sweet tale of young love. 15 yr old Amber and 16 yr old Shane are both newbies at their high school, although Amber has already been there a year. They come together in chemistry, and each finds something in the other that they needed, but didn’t realise.
The story itself is good. The tales of Amber and Shane’s past were sad, heart breaking in places and watching them open up to each other was beautifully written.
I struggled with the WAY it was written. I am not a fan of first person, present tense and I make no apologies for saying that. A good book will negate that fact. This one was written from both Shane and Amber’s point of view, with each change titled so you didn’t get confused. BUT BUT BUT as each change occurs, it was a rewrite of the previous scene, from the opposite person’s viewpoint. Not just that, the whole conversation was rewritten. It became annoying. I skim read at the best of times, but I started skipping whole pages.
If you can see past this, it’s a good solid YA book, no sex or violence, although some reference to drug and alcohol abuse, and the aftermath of such, makes it a good read for all. I would let my 12 yr old daughter read it.
Once again she tries to look away, but I stop her by putting my hand under her chin and hold her in place, facing me. The air around us has changed. It’s like there’s a radiating heat around us, a tension that can’t be broken through. I am not sure what it is, why I feel it, or what it means. She softly responds to me with just a simple, “Okay.”
I am paralyzed in place. I can’t move. I am afraid if I do, I’ll spook her. She just said she’d trust me not to hurt her, to keep her safe. There has never been a more important moment in my life. I know that her simple ‘okay’ warmed my heart in a way it’s never been warmed before. I don’t know why my life has gone the way it has, but if this is where it brought me, I may be able to come to grips with it all.
She starts fidgeting and I realize I still have my hand on her chin. I can’t even tell you how long we’ve been frozen like this. I drop my hand and stand up. Holding my hand out to her, I say, “Come on. Let’s find something fun to do.” She doesn’t immediately take my hand, but she visibly relaxes.
After a short moment, she puts her hand in mine and allows me to help her up. She is wearing a huge smile and I know it mirrors mine. Her hand feels perfect in mine, but unfortunately, it doesn’t stay long. She drops it and asks, “What are we gonna do?” She is looking around, trying to figure out what I’ve got planned.
“Do you need to go home and check in first? I don’t want you in any trouble.” If she gets into trouble at home, I won’t be able to spend time with her. I know being around her makes me feel happier than I have in a long time. I want to spend as much time with her as I can so this feeling won’t go away.
Lisa lives in sunny southern California with her wonderful husband and two teenage children. Her husband is a teacher and high school coach, daughter is a dancer, and son is a soccer player. Between everyone’s activities and schedules, Lisa works as a substitute teacher and fills her free time with books. She loves to read and recently was inspired to write. Writing was always something she loved, but never had an idea of where to start. Now that she’s started writing, there’s no stopping her.
When time comes for Ice to take her place in the club, she has two choices, become an old lady or a club whore. Not believing in love and knowing a man can never be faithful, she decides to earn her spot on her back.
With each passing year, Kidd’s feelings for Ice grows and the urge to make her his becomes stronger. Frustrated and jealous, he finally decides it’s time to make her his.
Will Ice finally thaw out and give love a chance, or is Kidd fighting a losing battle?
Emily has been married to her husband, David, for over twenty years. They share two lovable but irritating teenagers, Jess and Bailey. She is also the proud mom of a feisty terrier mix, Rae Rae.
Emily loves to read and has more books on her kindle than most people could read in a life time, but she intends to read every single one. Nope, no hoarding problem here! Her favorite author is Kristen Ashley, and she swears Kristen’s book Sweet Dreams changed her life.
Emily has co-authored two books with Dawn Martens, Whiskey Lullaby and Renegade Lady. She has also written one solo book, Windows. Many more are floating around in her head, and she hopes to get them all on paper before long. She loves sharing her dreams with her readers.
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Mallory Durham has been left behind and it is making her feel less like an adult and more like an afterthought.
Divorce, sickness, educational aspirations being shattered, and her Aunt Sam moving into her home, have made Mal’s life nearly unrecognizable to her.
When Tucker Scott re-enters her life along with his band, will they offer what she needs to once again find her voice and self confidence or will it strip her of it even more?
Told through the dual voices of Mallory as she navigates her new world, and Aunt Sam’s letters to her niece, Beatless tells the story of two women at very different points in their life, fighting the same battles; proving that no matter what age a person is, there are always lessons to be learned.
This book was given to me by the author and PRATR for an honest review. In this book there is love, loss,and hope. Mallory or Mal for short is a girl left behind, by her friends , her dad ,and her mom. She joins a band so she feels like she belongs somewhere until she screws up big time. She decides to audition for the school musical and finds out that her ex friend Tucker is directing it and the question is will all be forgiven or is her life ruined? Will Mal and Tucker be friends again? Will Mal ever feel like she belongs somewhere? I give this a 4.5 fang rating. I think this would be enjoyed by anyone who likes a good angst and friendship story. I will recommend this to my friends.
Tucker Scott is a boy from Mal’s past. She had a crush on him in 7th grade (when he was in 8th grade). Tucker was labeled a trouble maker and Mal and Tucker became distant and no longer friends through the rest of high school, only to meet up in the Waffle House where Tucker works when Aunt Sam takes her out to eat. Tucker is also a member of a band, We are the Beat. Tucker invites Mal to a show and she instantly falls in love with the groups music. She begins to hang out with the entire band, making new friends of the band members. When the drummer quits the band she suggest the band continue on without them as an a cappella group and the name of the band changes to Beatless. The other members of the band and Tucker convince Mal to be part of the band and Tucker and Mal begin to spend more time together practicing and “training” her voice. Mallory begins to feel like she fits in and is enjoying Tucker’s company, then her old high school friend, Lassiter comes to town. Will Mal be able to continue to enjoy Tucker’s company or will she allow her old school friend to rule her life and end her new-found happiness?
I enjoyed reading this book, however I found it difficult to believe that a 18 or 19 year old girl could not pick up on the obvious signs that her Aunt Sam was seriously ill and dying. It made me feel that the main character was very selfishly self-absorbed to miss all the signs that her aunt was sick and was felt very frustrated. I know teenagers are selfish, self-absorbed individuals, but not to the level that they would ignore a grave illness of someone they love like they depict the relationship between Sam and Mallory.
Overall this is a sweet book about new romance and discovering who you are and what you really want out of life. It is a coming of age book. It would be best read by the young adult crowd. I feel that I am somewhat biased in that I enjoy the more paranormal or historical romance version of young adult love stories and therefore was not as much “into” this book as others might be. Overall I give this book 3.5 fangs out of 5.
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About the Author
Amber is a full time mom, full
time wife, is employed full time, and writes when she can. She believes
in Happily Ever Afters that occur every day – despite the obstacles
that real life serves up on a regular basis. Or perhaps they’re sweeter
simply because of them. She always has 2 rubber bands on her wrist, a
song in her head, and too much creamer in her coffee cup that reads
‘Cocoa’ – because she’s a rebel. If she’s not at her desk, with her
boys, or behind the computer, she’s supporting live music with her arms
raised above her head and eyes closed, waiting for the drop.
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Fifty years ago the Commander came into power and murdered all who opposed him. In his warped mind, the seven deadly sins were the downfall of society. He created the Hole where sinners are branded according to their sins and might survive a few years. At best.
Now LUST wraps around my neck like blue fingers strangling me. I’ve been accused of a crime I didn’t commit and now the Hole is my new home.
Darkness. Death. Violence. Pain.
I’m buried six feet under, and no one hears my screams.
The rope chafes as I loop it around my neck. I pull down on it, making sure the knot is secure. It seems sturdy enough.
My legs shake. My heart beats heavy in my throat. Sweat pours down my back.
Death and I glare at each other through my tears.
I take one last look at the crystal chandelier, the foyer outlined with mirrors, and the flawless decorations. No photographs adorn the walls. No happy memories here.
I’m ready to go. On the count of three.
I inhale, preparing myself for the finality of it all. Dropping my hands, a glimmer catches my eye. It’s my ring, the last precious gift my father gave me. I twist it around to read the inscription. Picturing his face forces me to reconsider my choice. He’d be heartbroken if he could see me now.
A door slams in the hallway, almost causing me to lose my balance. My thoughts already muddled, I stand, waiting with the rope around my neck. Voices I don’t recognize creep through the walls.
Curiosity overshadows my current thoughts. It’s late at night, and this is a secure building in High Society. No one disturbs the peace here—ever. I tug on the noose and pull it back over my head.
Peering through the eyehole in our doorway, I see a large group of armed guards banging on my neighbors’ door. A heated conversation ensues, and my neighbors point toward my family’s home.
It hits me. I’ve been accused and they’re here to arrest me.
My father would want me to run, and in that split second, I decide to listen to his voice within me. Flinging myself forward in fear, I scramble up the marble staircase and into my brother’s old bedroom. The door is partially covered, but it exists. Pushing his dresser aside, my fingers claw at the opening. Breathing hard, I lodge myself against it. Nothing. I step back and kick it with all my strength. The wood splinters open, and my foot gets caught. I wrench it backward, scraping my calf, but adrenaline pushes me forward. The voices at the front door shout my name.
On hands and knees, I squeeze through the jagged opening. My brother left through this passage, and now it’s my escape too. Cobwebs entangle my face, hands, and hair. At the end, I feel for the knob, twisting it clockwise. It swings open, creaking from disuse. I sprint into the hallway and smash through the large fire escape doors at the end. A burst of cool air strikes me in the face as I jump down the ladder.
Reaching the fifth floor, I knock on a friend’s window. The lights flicker on, and I see the curtains move, but no one answers. I bang on the window harder.
“Let me in! Please!” I say, but the lights darken. They know I’ve been accused and refuse to help me. Fear and adrenaline rush through my veins as I keep running, knocking on more windows along the way. No one has mercy. They all know what happens to sinners.
Another flight of stairs passes in a blur when I hear the guards’ heavy footfalls from above. I can’t hide, but I don’t want to go without trying.
Help me, Daddy. I need your strength now.
My previous desolation evolves into a will to survive. I have to keep running, but I tremble and gasp for air. I steel my nerves and force my body to keep moving. In a matter of minutes, my legs cramp and my chest burns. I plunge to the ground, scraping my knee and elbow. A moan escapes from my chest.
Gotta keep going.
“Stop!” Their voices bounce off the buildings. “Lexi Hamilton, surrender yourself,” they command. They’re gaining on me.
In Branded, the United States no longer exists as we know it today. In the aftermath of WW V, we are governed by a tyrannical supreme commander who rules with an iron fist, aided by zealots and armed guards. The Hole has been created to house those unlucky enough to be deemed sinners. It is a huge section of the city, walled off and patrolled by armed guards that shoot to kill, and teeming with sinners. In a process that seems like a combination of the burning time for witches and Hitlers ethnic cleansing, it doesn’t really matter if you’re guilty of a sin, those wanting to enact revenge or rid themselves of someone they deem an annoyance can ensure that you will be judged and sent to the Hole. Once condemned, you are taken to processing and branded, a different color for each of the seven deadly sins. Your color will be burned into the entire circumference of your neck, on display for all to see. Lexi Hamilton, member of the area known as High Society, has been deemed a sinner. She is branded with the sin of lust, accused of being found with a man. Taken to the Hole and assigned a guard named Cole, Lexi finds that she is being treated differently than the average sinner. Cole and his dog Zeus remain with her after her initial training and escort her to and from her new job at the only hospital in the Hole. She meets a doctor named Sutton and finds that he genuinely wishes to keep her safe. The conditions in the Hole are on par with that of third world countries, over populated shanty towns, lack of food and proper medicine breed disease and unrest. Public executions are the norm, put on display for all to see, a reminder of what happens when you break the Commanders rules. Lexi is a young woman trying to make the best of a terrible and unjust situation, working in the hospital to ease what suffering she can and slowly learning how to live her new life in the Hole.
This is a fabulous book that depicts a very real and possible dystopian future for the United States. The story is believable, which makes it all the more horrifying to read how the majority of the remaining population is being treated by the privileged few. Lexi’s story puts you through an emotional ringer, I cried, I was angry for her, and i even felt hope and happiness for her. The imagery in this book is superb, the words paint a detailed picture throughout the entire book. If you like books that depict an alternate or dystopian future for us then you will enjoy this book, it is definitely on par with books such as the Handmaids Tale, Children of Men, and the Enigma Black books. I cannot wait to read the next installment in this series.
I give Branded 5 out of 5 fangs.
She Kissed a Vampire
Werewolves of the West
Carol Van Atta
Print Length: 278 pages
Publisher: Cambridge Press US
December 16, 2013
Best selling author Melanie Larson’s relationship with her friend, Chloe Carpenter, is bleak. Falsely accused of murder, Chloe’s future rests in the hands of her mate, Zane Marshall, and the Pacific Pack’s purebred werewolves. In an effort to help, Melanie joins forces with the pack and soon discovers the monsters she writes about in her paranormal novels really do go bump in the night.
As Chloe struggles with legal troubles, an unwanted blood bond with a master vampire, and a reunion with her mate, Melanie untangles the attention of multiple supernatural suitors determined to claim her as their own. Strangely attracted to a brazen vampire, she must decide if the blurred line between passion and pain is worth crossing.
Werewolves, vampires, and fae royalty race to unearth an ancient artifact with the power to extend their existence. Can Chloe and Melanie restore their friendship in time to stop magical mayhem from ruining everything they’ve worked so hard to redeem?
I was gifted this book by Paranormal romance and authors that rock and Carol Van Atta
In the second installment of the werewolves of the west series the story continues with Zane and Chloe but also adds Melanie in as the other view in the book. The book follows Melanie’s romance with Alcuin, Chloe’s escape from jail to help the pack, the fallen angels helping the dark fae, and Zane becoming the king of werewolves. Along the way we learn about how there are always good and bad sides even with angels.
I really love the two view points from Chloe and Melanie. Its interesting how two best friends could have so different views of the supernatural world but end up being very comfy in it. I was intrigued that these mythical creatures that were pictured as sweet were very out right horrible and that looks can be deceiving.
I would recommend this to adults who still love their fantasy books. 18+ because of the sex scenes and heads rolling.
I Kissed a Dog
The Werewolves of the West Series Book One
Carol Van Atta
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Charles River Press
Cover Artist: Ann Falcone
Chloe Carpenter isn’t like other women. She can communicate with animals. A gift she unwrapped following one of her frequent dances with death.
In her otherwise wacky life, she’s finally found a semblance of sanity working at the Plum Beach Wildlife Park, where her unique talents can make life or death differences for the animals in her care. That semblance is shattered when a new veterinarian roars into the park in his spiffed up sports car and sets his golden gaze on her. If she had her way, he’d roar right back out.
Problem: He’s her new coworker and he’s saved her life twice – in the past twenty-four hours.
Zane Marshall, Enforcer for the Pacific Pack of purebred werewolves, has a job to do – figure out who or what is mutilating the young men of Plum Beach.
With orders to find the woman who talks to animals, he accepts a position working alongside the fiery Chloe Carpenter, a female who ignites his interest far more than he ever expected. Remarkably, she’s the one elusive female with potential to bring meaning and passion to his empty existence.
Problem: She despises him.
Together, they’re forced to unravel a mystery of supernatural proportions, a murderous mystery with eternal implications for everyone. In the process, they discover opposites really do attract.
Major Problem: Zane is pledged to another woman, and she’ll do anything to keep him from Chloe.
Review of “I Kissed a Dog” by Carol Van Atta
I received this book from the author and Paranormal Romance and Authors that Rock in exchange for an honest review.
This is book 1 in the Werewolves of the West Series, you must read the books in order.
As a teenager, Chloe Carpenter woke from a 7 month long coma with the ability to hear the thoughts of animals. As an adult, Chloe utilizes her gift to help treat animals at her local zoo. A run in with a usually friendly lion causes her to be saved by the new veterinarian Zane Marshall. Chloe knows something is up when she starts hearing the thoughts running through Zanes head when before she could only hear her animals. Add to the mix the mystery of a local serial killer, and Chloes life goes from boring and peaceful to scary and insane in the blink of an eye.
Although I was kind of put off by the title, I really enjoyed this book. The story was compelling and flowed nicely without dragging at all. There was very little in the way of physical romance, but a lot of character development throughout the story. I really liked Chloe because, while she was clumsy, she wasn’t portrayed as a helpless female. Chloe often found her way out of a bad spot or held her ground even when it might have been wiser to duck and cover. Although Zane exhibits territorial traits when it comes to Chloe, it never gets over the top, he has just the right amount of Alpha Male for the average reader. Overall I really enjoyed reading this book and I can’t wait to read the next one and find out what happens next.
The only thing that I really could find wrong with this book is that it really needs another run by and editor. There are misspelled words and repeated words that need to be removed.
I think it’s great for anyone that enjoys a good mystery along with their paranormal romance. I would consider this book a lighter version (in terms of sex) of the Anita Blake, Dark Hunters, or Bitten Series.
I give this Book 4 out of 5 fangs.
Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/jeuDqevNSXM
About the Author:
Like most authors, Carol Van Atta is no stranger to the written word. She penned a short novel at age 12 (somewhat frightening illustrations included, and lots of bunnies were involved), and had a creative writing piece published in her high school newspaper (about David Bowie’s Diamond Dogs LP). Yes, she’s an ex-80’s chick.
Devouring books from numerous genres, Carol developed a deep thirst/hunger for more reading material, and could almost always be found with her nose in a book.
She has contributed to several popular inspirational anthologies and devotional books, and lives in the rainy wetland of Oregon with a terrifying teen (another in college) and a small zoo of animals. She is taking an undetermined hiatus away from inspirational writing to delve into her darker side. (Though you can check out her latest spiritual suspense novel, Soul Defenders). It is rumored that this genre-jumping occurred after Carol discovered too suspicious red marks on her neck, and experienced an unquenchable urge to howl at the moon.
Fifth of Blood
book release info
Book name — Fifth of Blood
by — Kris Austen Radcliffe
release date — February 27th, 2014
Series name — Fate <> Fire <> Shifter <> Dragon series
book no. 3 in the series
Rysa’s out of control abilities are eating her alive. No one—not Ladon and Dragon, nor their sisters—dare stand within thirty feet of the lethal power her body exudes. But when Ladon’s ruptured past consumes his mind, only Rysa holds the cure he needs.
But she’s out of his reach. And she’s wasting away.
To make a bad situation worse, an old Fate family caught Rysa’s scent. Now she must find the answers to their problems—and recover her talisman—before a Roman Emperor finds his prey.
With the help of the newly-healed, newly-invincible Derek, Rysa plays a game of cat and mouse with the worst Fates and Burners on the planet. And maybe—just maybe—they will all come out alive.
Rysa’s out of control abilities are eating her alive. No one—not Ladon and Dragon, nor their sisters—dare stand within thirty feet of the lethal power her body exudes. But when Ladon’s ruptured past consumes his mind, only Rysa holds the cure he needs. But she’s out of his reach. And she’s wasting away. To make a bad situation worse, an old Fate family caught Rysa’s scent. Now she must find the answers to their problems—and recover her talisman—before a Roman Emperor finds his prey. With the help of the newly-healed, newly-invincible Derek, Rysa plays a game of cat and mouse with the worst Fates and Burners on the planet. And maybe—just maybe—they will all come out alive.
Excerpts from book —
Fifth of blood, excerpt no. 1
“Sorry.” Andreas’s voice returned to the speaker. “We’ve been letting the Seraphim trickle out as their enthralling sets, but the last one wanted to stay.” He chuckled. “I told Renee not to tell her arrogant prick of a boss.”
Ladon sniffed. Andreas’s comment would be funny if wasn’t true.
“But you didn’t call about the Seraphim, did you.” The fatigue curled around Andreas’s voice again.
“No.” He wasn’t calling about the “buyers,” either. They had a lead on Rysa’s talisman, and the other Fates, the ones who had been looking to kidnap her, could wait.
“Is it because she’s not sleeping?”
Andreas knew? “Why didn’t you say something?” Ladon glanced in the rearview mirror. Were they all conspiring?
“Because Rysa said, for your health, my legatus, that you were not to be taxed with extra worries. Which is exactly what she said. ‘Do not tax Ladon with extra worries.’ So no extra taxing. And I have not taxed you. Because you worry.”
Rysa was correct to ask Andreas not to tell. Dragon pushed his big head between the front seats, but kept himself below the sightlines through the windshield. You are having trouble controlling your moods.
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Derek jogged toward the Praesagio buildings. “Keep up, Burner.”
“Aye, Captain Russia! You’re the one with the enchanted swords, not me.” Billy followed behind. “If I can’t have one, can I name them?”
Derek shook his head. “No. Be quiet.”
“I shall call them Poke and Stab, killers of Fates and slicers of Shifters!” Billy pulled up a bush so they could get by. “You need to find a two more so we have a complete set. Poke and Stab and George and Ringo!”
“You really do need to be quiet, Billy.”
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Other books in the series:
#0 – Prolusio: Three Stories of Fates Fire Shifters & Dragons – http://www.amazon.com/Prolusio-Stories-Shifters-Universe-ebook/dp/B00B7O2FYM/
#1 – Games of Fate
#1.5 – Conpulsio: A Fate ~ Fire ~ Shifter ~ Dragon novella
#2 – Flux of Skin
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Lincoln Minzotto has the life everyone wants, yet he resents it.
He’s grown up as the youngest of three children to a wealthy congressman and successful lawyer. Pushed to his absolute excellence, Linc felt the real path for him was different than his parents’ hopes and dreams.
On the most important night of his father’s reelection, Linc makes a choice that will lead to a lifetime of regret.
Deciding to start a new life, he and his best friend, Daulton, purchase a rundown tattoo shop called Cursed Magic.
While restoring Cursed Magic, Linc’s faith in life is put to the test in more ways than one. Faced with the horrors of the bleak, starless nights and the women that come and go, he decides to give up all together, until one fateful night with a stranger.
Will one night shape his future forever? Can he turn the Curse he’s endured into a blessing even though all odds are against him?
Genre: PNR New Adult
Publisher: Carina Press
Number of pages: 317
Word Count: 132,000
My name is Taylor, and damn but my life changed overnight. One moment I was just a regular girl working two jobs to pay my bills, and next thing you know, I’m uncovering secret metal disks at my boss’s house. Now I’m reading minds, dream-walking and being saved from bad guys by Mr. Dark and Brooding.
That would be Ryder Langston, my new next-door neighbor. He’s sex on legs but he’s also a secret agent from another world—no joke. I believe him now because he dragged me back here “for my protection” after he discovered someone was trying to assassinate me on Earth. It isn’t working out so well.
There’s a war going on, one that’s been fought for generations. Ryder’s having trust issues (not that it’s stopping us from falling into bed), and it turns out I’m connected here, if you know what I mean. The target on my back finally makes sense, but there’s nowhere left to hide…
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Was this a dream?
Had I ever felt this lucid in a dream before?
I could feel the silky material around my eyes, on my wrists and ankles, softly sliding against my skin. With my body waking to sensual heat seeping through my veins, I only wanted to concentrate on what was happening in the moment, appreciate the swirl of masculine energy twining through the feminine threads of my own.
My dreams usually had a surreal, nondistinct, floating quality to them. This time, I actually felt a large, rough hand feathering over the skin on my rib cage, my flat stomach, agonizingly slow, avoiding obvious erogenous zones.
It was a hot, searing touch. It was like someone was actually there. Someone I wanted…
More… Like that… So good…
I could scent spicy soap that was subtle, yet distinctly male, arousing, and couldn’t help the feverish whispers of encouragement.
Oh, my God… Yes…
My sex dreams usually made me struggle with the frustration of a roller-coaster experience that never finished. I would ride a buildup of desire and a cool down, over and over, my imagination acting as a careless lover with wonderful intent but clumsy execution. This time there was no such neglect. The burn was exquisite, building and teasing, ebbing and flowing, but never forgetful and creating a fever that made me writhe with need.
Never had I ever felt this way before, chanting my demand, desperately wanting to reach the end of the ride.
Yes! Like that! Yes!
Sudden sensation poured over and through me, powerfully enough that I woke myself and sat up. My breath was short and gasping. My body was quivery and oversensitized. I was covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and my sheet was twisted in carefree abandon around my naked body.
I half expected to find a man in front of me.
Rubbing my wrists as though the soft bindings were still tied to me, I glanced around my sparsely furnished bedroom and felt my body quake with a small, faint aftershock. I was alone. Nothing was disturbed. At the same time that I drew comfort from seeing that everything in my world was still in its place, a faint echo of grief, or disappointment, took the edge off my contentment, like I was missing something. I was solo after such an erotic experience.
What about the hand? Who was it attached to?
A part of me had to give a mental headshake of exasperation.
No men for you. At least not yet.
The inevitable weight of responsibility, like a bucket of ice water, reminded me that I needed to work and pay the bills. I had to make ends meet. There was no one who was going to help me.
Usually, I accepted this with a matter-of-factness, but this night, a spike of resentment reared its head.
What would it be like to be a normal girl who had time for frivolity?
I quashed the thought immediately, too tired to let it take root.
Why fight the wave? I just had to ride it.
Settling back on my pillow, I once again closed my eyes and let the languorous effects of postorgasmic lassitude steal over me. Strangely, as my mind once again stretched fingers toward my deep subconscious, the whisper of a gentle caress down my cheek didn’t frighten me.
This book was a gift from the Author and Paranormal Romance.Authors that Rock for and honest review. This book is about the love between a man and woman.The man is from another planet called Te’re. It’s about the fight to overcome evil and that loves always wins. I loved the way this book kept me entertained,and had me turning page after page. Couldn’t put it down. I loved the way Taylor and Ryder stuck together through thick and thin.I laughed and cried along with the them. It had me feeling their pain and their happiness. I would read it over and over agin and never get tired of reading it. The Author did a great job on writing this book. I hope their is another book she writes to go along with this one.This book would make a perfect series. Like one where Taylor finds her mother perhaps. I would buy this book in a heartbeat,that’s how good it was.Thank you for giving me the right to read this great book.Loved it so much. I give this 5 fangs. Cindy Marley (independent Reviewer).
3 Fang Review
I received this book from the author and PR&ATR for an honest review. Quicksilver Dreams is a story about A woman named Taylor, and her hunky savior Ryder. This is a story of mystery, intrigue, and romance, with some action thrown in the mix. Taylor is a woman who has brought herself up the social ladder with hard work and diligence. She is now a far cry from the poor little girl from the trailer park that was abandoned by her mother and left in her grandmothers care. Life is good for Taylor, even if she has to work two jobs and have a roommate to make ends meet. Then along comes her new neighbor Ryder. Holy smokes! Ryder is a hunky, green eyed bachelor who seems to be everywhere Taylor is when things go wrong. Who is this man, why does She dream about him, and what does he know that he isnt telling her? And what does he mean when he says she is dream-walking? Can they work things out and be together forever? Step right up, settle in and go on an intergalactic adventure with Taylor and Ryder. Its exciting, and it can get a little hot and heavy. Enjoy!
I thought the book was alright. I liked the concept. Taylor hardworking with a tyrannic boss.. Who cant relate to that right? The Dream walking was awesome! The being taken to another planet, sweet! But then you add the Battles, and the voices she hears in her mind, and Taylor going from lover, to enemy, to a national traitor and back to being Ryders lover. It all kind of threw me. I wanted to be all in for this book. But there was just SO MUCH going on, that it felt like Ryder and Taylor just didnt have the time they needed to work things out in their relationship. And when she was taken to his home planet, why wasnt she more interested in what was around her and why? I would have pegged her for a woman with more questions that she would demand answered.
This is a book for paranormal romance lovers who like tales of romance, beings from other planets, and lots of conflict and action!
About the Author:
Danube Adele wrote her first romance at the age of seven when she penned the story of her dogs falling in love and having puppies. She’s been dreaming up romantic tales ever since. A lifetime resident of southern California, she spends time playing at the beach, camping in Joshua Tree National Park, and hiking Mammoth Mountain.
Always a lover of adventure, she and her husband took their sons on a cross country road trip to Florida and back in an old VW Westfalia, that had no A/C, in the month of July, and still, it continues to be the best trip they ever took. Extensive travel and trying new things has kept the creative spark alive. Danube lives in Claremont with her biggest fans, her loving husband, amazing and wonderful identical twin sons, and a teddy bear of a Rottweiler.
Her debut novel, Quicksilver Dreams, Book 1 of the Dreamwalker series was officially released January 6, 2014.