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The Dark Cycle #reveiw #bewitching

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Darkness Brutal

The Dark Cycle

Book One

Rachel A. Marks

 

Genre: YA Urban Fantasy

 

Publisher: Skyscape

 

Date of Publication: July 1st, 2015

 

ISBN: 978-1477830796

ASIN: B00S6Z3S82

 

Number of pages: 422

Word Count: 120,000

 

Cover Artist: Cliff Neilson

 

Book Description:

 

Aidan O’Linn’s childhood ended the night he saw a demon kill his mother and mark his sister, Ava, with Darkness. Since then, every three years the demons have returned to try to claim her. Living in the gritty, forgotten corners of Los Angeles, Aidan has managed to protect his sister, but he knows that even his powers to fight demons and speak dead languages won’t keep her safe for much longer.

 

In desperation, Aidan seeks out the help of Sid, the enigmatic leader of a group of teens who run LA Paranormal, an Internet reality show that fights demons and ghosts. In their company, Aidan believes he’s finally found a haven for Ava. But when he meets Kara, a broken girl who can spin a hypnotic web of passionate energy, he awakens powers he didn’t know he had―and unleashes a new era of war between the forces of Light and the forces of Darkness.

 

With the fate of humanity in his hands, can Aidan keep the Darkness at bay and accept his brilliant, terrifying destiny?

 

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Excerpt:

I let the pulse of the music coat me and mute my surroundings. A mass of people crowd the dance floor of the club, and I sit on an abandoned couch in the corner. The lights beat at the air in blues and greens, and bodies twist and merge to the thunder. I lean back, close my eyes, and try to get lost in it, the smells and sounds of people and their collective high.

Something moves next to me. I look over to find a girl sprawled on the seat beside me, trying to catch her breath. She’s not dressed in the usual club gear, more like a girl who got lost on her way to a beach party: Hurley T-shirt, jean skirt, and red Converse. Her cheeks are flushed pink; her throat and forehead glitter with sweat. She glances at me like she didn’t know I was there. She licks her upper lip, her eyes not leaving mine. Then she says something I can’t hear.

I point to my ear and shake my head.

She smiles and laughs, lighting up the space around her. She rests her hand on my arm, like we’re friends and I just told her the most hilarious joke, and then she gets up and disappears into the mass of bodies again.

My arm tingles, my body reacting to the moment of contact in a sudden and disconcerting way. I think I’ve had my fill of watching people indulge their baser instincts. I need to get out of here.

The beat of the music speeds up, vibrating faster as I move through the crowd. I try not to touch anyone, which is nearly impossible. All the emotions and appetites are overwhelming, as if the rising rhythm of the music makes their yearnings rise, too. Lust buzzes in the air. A hunger stirs in me, a gaping hole, needing to be filled. With touch.

The touch of female fingers. A hand on my arm, taking my wrist, pulling me into the fray, into the pressing bodies. And I don’t try to escape. I let her take me.

Because I’m tired.

Because I’m a dumbass.

A girl moves in front of me—not the Hurley girl, not the one I was hoping for. She presses closer, so close I can almost taste the salty perspiration on her skin. She has thin, birdlike shoulders, a swan neck, a heart-shaped face, and black hair, long and tangled, turning blue and green with the light. Her hands slide up my chest. She wraps her arms around my neck and tilts her head to look up at me.

Her lips are full and painted dark purple. There’s a dimple in her left cheek that gets deeper with her growing smile. And her eyes . . .

Fog fills my head for a second, interrupting my thoughts.

“Hi,” she mouths, calling attention to her lips again.

And then she’s rising up on her toes, pulling me down to her, twisting her fingers in my hair, her lips smashing against mine.

My body buzzes from her touch, and my hands react, drawing her into me. I drink her in. She tastes like the air around me, hunger and urgency, and—

Green apple Jolly Ranchers?

I grip her sides, her ribs so delicate beneath my fingers. The sweet tang of her teases me, the hunger becoming a monster deep inside. I have to press her closer, tighter, try to feed it, as I feel the fire of her need link with mine.

She pulls back a little and looks at me with wide eyes, like she’s shocked. That’s when I see the mark, a glowing, blue-inked line of what looks like Chinese symbols, trailing down the nape of her neck to her shoulder blade. Symbols that I’m suddenly sure mean: touch this girl at your own risk.

It’s the only thing I see for a second: Beware. Beware.

Until her energy reaches for me, wispy tendrils of blue light wrapping their way around my wrists and snaking up my chest.

I jerk away, into the guy behind me, stepping on his girlfriend’s toes. I get shoved— thankfully farther from the hypnotic girl—through a space in the crowd, saying a hundred excuse-me’s even though I know no one can hear them. I find my way out of the press of bodies to the edge of the room again where it’s safe.

It’s time to leave. I should’ve left an hour ago.

 

 

Darkness Fair

The Dark Cycle

Book Two

Rachel A. Marks

 

Genre: YA Urban Fantasy

 

Publisher: Skyscape

 

Date of Publication: 2/1/16

 

ISBN: 978-1503950290

ASIN: B00YDJKE00

Number of pages: 335

 

Cover Artist: Cliff Neilson

 

Book Description:

 

Against the backdrop of an ancient battle between the forces of Light and the forces of Darkness, Aidan struggles to control the newly awakened powers that seem to be his only hope for rescuing Ava, his little sister, trapped somewhere beyond the Veil. As he gravitates to Kara, the beguiling and dangerously unstable girl who helped him realize his abilities, a terrible mistake of fate is revealed that points him back toward Rebecca, whose role is becoming more critical to the battle. And no matter what his heart wants, it might be too late to stop the pieces already in motion.

 

Without knowing the sacrifices that will be required of them, Aidan and his motley crew of friends—each with their own role to play—must face the demon threat head-on. They’re the only ones keeping the growing army of Darkness at bay, and if they fail, the future of humanity could be lost.

 

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 review

I give this book 5 hearts
I really really enjoyed Darkness Brutal which is the first book in the darkness cycle series. Aiden lives on the streets because he’s not like other 16 year old’s he can see demons, Angels and speaks long forgotten languages. All of this and he doesn’t know why he has these abilities. Crazy things keep happening and soon he’s pointed in the direction of Sid, an interesting man that seems to know an awful lot about Aidens powers, but is also offering a safe place for him and his little sister Ava to stay.
    Enter Kara a beautiful, dark, spunky girl he met and kissed at a club who he can’t get out of his head, turns out she lives at Sid’s as well, and has her own powers. Something keeps drawing him to her but what he discovers is buried in secrets and spells.
Let’s not forget about Rebecca she is also at the house and she’s in need of saving as well. He’s can’t seem to stay away from both girls yet his heart can only have one.
Meanwhile his sister has her own dark motives ahhhh so much happening.
    The more that Aiden learns the more his life gets complicated. Nothing is as it seems and everyone has deep secrets. Lives are in danger and so is the fate of the world. Angels, demons and prophecies come together in this tale of surviving, growing up and a little bit of love. There are many aspects to this story so pay attention 🙂
*** reviewer for romance authors that rock
Book 2
I give this book 5 hearts
This book starts where the previous one left off. Don’t bother with this one if you haven’t read part one darkness brutal you won’t know what is happening at all.
Now I’ll move on. So Aiden now knows a little more bout what’s going on his friend and sometimes employer is an Angel. Sid is from a completely different time as in hundreds of years in the past as is Aidens father. What a lot to take in, not to mention his sister’s soul is lost somewhere, dangerous demons are coming through the cave, and let’s not forget the weird love triangle between Kara, Rebecca and him It sure is a mess.
  In this installment he’s desperate to find Ava’s soul and figure out how to help Kara now that something appears to be wrong with her the closer they get to each other. Somehow his powers are hurting her but he can’t seem to stop. Sid seems to be slowing down and fading fast. Everything around him is crumbling but sometimes that’s when you find your strength.
In this story I loved that Rebecca finally gets to play a big role she is so much stronger than anyone gives her credit for. She’s even finding romance in an unexpected place.
An amazing series I’m so hooked and man oh man wait till you see Ava eeeeek.
*** reviewer for romance authors that rock

About the Author:

 

Rachel A. Marks is an award-winning author and professional artist, a SoCal girl, cancer survivor, a surfer and dirt-bike rider, chocolate lover and keeper of faerie secrets. She was voted: Most Likely to Survive the Zombie Apocalypse, but hopes she’ll never have to test the theory. Her debut series The Dark Cycle, described as Dickens’ Oliver Twist meets TV’s Supernatural, is now out through Skyscape, beginning with DARKNESS BRUTAL.

 

Website: http://www.rachelannemarks.com/

 

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RachelAnneMarks

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4094113.Rachel_A_Marks

 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/rachelannemarks

 

 

Tour giveaway

 

$20 Amazon giftcard and chosen paperback or audio in the series

 

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Author Name J.W. Webb
Book Title Gol
Email kayleigh@bookbear.info
Start Date of Tour (Allow at least 4 weeks notice) 06/06/2016
Author Website/Blog Link Legendsofansu.com
Book Genre Fantasy
Blurb/Synopsis of Book Gol. A continent on the brink of destruction. Once a mighty kingdom, now six provinces torn apart by treacherous barons.
In one province two young lovers strive to stay together when all else prises them apart. Lissane and
Erun must survive to guide their people through the coming storm. The odds are stacked against
them. Erun, dreamer and fool, is chosen for a dark path. Whilst Lissane is given away by her father
the baron to wed the brutal son of a rival ruler.
Meanwhile, at the far side of the world a sorcerer has freed the fire demon, Ashmali, setting off a
chain of events that could ultimately bring about Gol’s long foretold ruin. Caught between rising
seas, civil war, and approaching fire the continent’s time is fast running out.
Gol features beautiful sketches and maps by Tolkien illustrator, Roger Garland. It opens the doors on a new epic fantasy series titled Legends of Ansu. Within its content lies an sweeping tale of love, hatred, vengeance and destruction. In Gol the high courage of a few individuals is all that stands against the will of fickle gods and treachery of men.
Review Quotes I read a lot of fantasy and mythology books, so this is a genre I’m familiar with. Having read another of J.W. Webb’s books recently – “The Haven” and really enjoying it, I was curious
to see how he would deliver in this one “Gol – The Legends of Ansu”. Mr. Webb is unarguably a very talented writer, but more than that he genuinely impressed me with his thorough world-
building and sheer creativeness on many levels. All too often I read works that feel clearly derivative of other books, and although I appreciate literary influences (as is felt here as well),
when something this original comes along it is a refreshing change of pace! Some of the writing was downright lyrical in the simple elegance of the prose, and other times I was nearly breathless
from the intensity and violent passion. For such a long book I finished it in less than a week, and went through so many highs and lows, it felt like a rollercoaster. I was hoping for a different
ending, but it was bittersweet (and more powerful this way) nonetheless. A must read for fans of high fantasy. (5 stars)

2. I really enjoyed “Gol” by author J.W. Webb, even though “epic” fantasy isn’t usually one of my more preferred genres (don’t dislike it, just don’t generally gravitate). But I recently read
another book by this author, “the Haven” , and I like watching “Game of Thrones” so I gave it a
shot. I was really impressed! I really liked the drawings (and the map), and thought that Mr. Webb did such a wonderful job with the descriptions of the world and the different characters. There are SO many of them it’s hard to keep track (there is a useful guide at the end), but I did fall in love with Lissane and Erun and was so shocked at some things that happened. Emotionally engaging and with lots of action. Some language, especially towards the last half
(book 2) but other than that it feels pretty suitable for mature teens on up. I had a great time
reading this! (5 stars)

3. This book was great… lots of fun to read and very creative. Describing it is a hard task! All sorts of interesting characters, creatures, humans, and non-humans, and a terrific mix of
fantasy, adventure, and danger and magic. Although I did think the beginning started off kind of slow until I got more of a feel about this new world and the characters and their backgrounds,
once things got moving along I really got hooked. I liked that it was so descriptive that we can really put ourselves inside Gol and the various character’s perspectives. Fabulous narrative prose
and the language was very authentic. Recommend for fantasy fans who want a fun, literary read. Looking forward to the next one of the Legends of Ansu!
4. Fast-paced, well written and creative, “Gol” (Legends of Ansu book 1) from J.W. Webb is an absolute must-read for fans of novels such as Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones, Merlin,
Mists of Avalon, etc. “Gol” holds its own with the top-notch writing and plot structure, and an exciting, varied cast of colorful characters and plenty of magic and thrills to go around. There are some familiar tropes here (as with most fantasy), however, I feel Mr. Webb did a great job of bringing in a unique voice and making the story wholly his own, and giving it a fresh feel. I didn’t feel like I’ve read this million times before. A few things, I thought at times there was way too much “telling” instead of showing. Not too bad, but some parts dragged toward the middle.
But an engrossing story with near perfect editing, and I’m ready for the next one! (4-5 stars)

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Defined by Deceit by A. E. Via

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Defined By Deceit

A.E. Via

 

Genre: Gay contemporary romance

 

Publisher: All Romance eBooks

 

Date of Publication: June 1, 2016

 

ISBN: 978-1-943576-91-3

 

Number of pages: 289

Word Count: 77000

 

Cover Artist: Erin Dameron Hill

 

Book Description:

 

He tried to drown his demons, only to find they could swim.

 

Life isn’t always fair. Llewellyn Gardner knows that first hand. He was on the fast track—college dreams, a boyfriend—until one night of extreme passion changed everything. Eight years later and out of prison, he still lives with the aftershocks of that night. Everywhere he turns there’s another reminder of crime people insist he committed, so he runs away to a new town to start over.

 

For Shane Smith, Jr., owner of Smith Construction, there’s something about the gorgeous, misunderstood man with the overly expressive eyes and dark past. Shane sees the good in Llewellyn— it’s why he hired him—and he isn’t going to let the man cut himself off from the world.

 

Llewellyn isn’t sure what to think about Shane. After years of protecting himself from being tricked twice, he’s worried. What will happen if Shane doesn’t believe the truth about his past?

 

 

 

Excerpt:

“Llew, don’t break anything!” Moss half-yelled, half-laughed while his boyfriend chased him around his parents’ mansion-sized home.

 

“Your ass is mine when I catch you… literally!” Llewellyn yelled as he rounded the large kitchen island. His boyfriend was his best friend as well as his lover. In the small town of Emporia, Virginia, they were likely the only gay students in their high school. That anyone knew about. A kid that moved there from Los Angeles a few years back was gay and unashamed of it. He was colorful and flamboyant because he felt free to be himself. The community had been so cruel to him and his family, that they were run out of town so fast Llew didn’t remember the pretty boy’s name. He did remember being envious, though.

 

It was by sheer accident that Llew and Moss discovered each other’s sexual orientation in the first place. They were football teammates and both attended a party hosted by one of the cheerleaders during their freshman year. Rosie Jameson’s parents were traveling salespeople who left her and her twin sister home alone every couple of weeks. So that meant at least twice a month the teenagers had something fun to do in their dreary-filled-with-retirees town. Llew and Moss got shit-faced drunk, and ended up alone in Rosie’s father’s den watching WWF Smack Down. Moss couldn’t hide his hard-on while watching the oily, ridiculously hot, and ripped wrestlers writhing and rolling all over each other in the small wrestling ring. When Moss looked horrified that Llew had busted him and was ready to bolt, Llew smirked at him, and pulled up the hem of his long hoodie, exposing his own erection. The conversation they had that night changed their lives. They didn’t immediately fall in love, but things progressed fairly quick

ly from that point.

 

They were so young back then; they just wanted to be friends. They needed someone to talk with openly, a friend they could drop the mask with. The mask they had to wear twenty-four-seven with everyone else.

 

When Llew got pneumonia in their sophomore year, neither his mom nor dad could afford to take time away from work to stay home with him all day. Moss was there every day before and after school, taking care of him the same way a significant other would. Llew knew then that things had changed between them. He suddenly saw Moss’ blond shaggy hair as sexy instead of messy. He’d noticed that his friend’s once scrawny frame had benefited from their hours in the weight room after school. Now his best friend was seventeen years old, with fashionably tousled hair, bright blue eyes, and a tightly packed body.

 

“Stop chasing me, I’m tired.” Moss rounded the corner of the media room, and hurdled over the couch in the formal living room like the track star he was.

 

“Then stop running,” Llew huffed back, quickly closing the distance when Moss slowed down. Llew tackled his boyfriend onto the plush carpet, pinning him beneath his much larger body. He gripped both Moss’ wrists together above his head, and used his other hand to push back the long bangs that had fallen over those blue eyes. He loved Moss so much. They’d been inseparable from the moment they met six years ago. Seamlessly transitioning from friends to lovers, now all they talked about—well, Llew talked about—was leaving for college where he could love on Moss freely.

 

When they first moved to Emporia, Llew’s father owned a small landscaping business and was contracted to service the mayor’s property. Llew was ticked off he had to help his father every summer. Kids would tease him when they looked out their windows or rode by on their bikes on their way to the YMCA pool. While he hauled away overflowing bags of cut grass, Moss had come out of his mansion and started shooting baskets at the hoop in his immaculately paved driveway, but not before giving Llew a bottle of water and extending him an invite to play along. Although Moss was wealthy, the son of the mayor and sixth generation heir to the McGregor Empire, he never looked down on the working class like his parents did.

 

The mayor and his wife weren’t bad people; they were wonderful to the townspeople. In spite of that, they always felt that their son could do better than the company he chose to keep. After Llew’s parents died last year in a car accident, they took pity and stopped giving him and his older brother dirty looks. His now twenty-six-year-old brother was his only living relative and had moved back home to take over their father’s business and make sure Llew graduated.

 

“You get sexier every day, babe.” Llew ground his stiffening cock into the hard thigh beneath him. “What time are your parents coming home?”

 

Moss opened his eyes. The usually bright blue irises were the color of the sky before a thunderstorm, dark and smoldering with lust. “Mmm. In about an hour.”

 

“Damn. I could fuck you so hard right now.” Llew spread his legs wider, and drove down hard, pulling a strained moan from his boyfriend.

 

“Would you throw me around first? Slam me against the wall and take it has hard and fast as you wanted?” Moss moaned, his hips rising up to meet Llew’s punishing thrusts.

 

“Ahhh, God. Hell yeah, I would. You’re such a fuckin’ pain slut, babe.” Llew groaned, pulling hard on Moss’ hair. His guy was into hardcore fucking, and Llew couldn’t deny that he loved that shit, too. It was smoking hot. Moss would scream his name, bite, and scratch him while he pounded his tight ass. No matter how hard he fucked him, Moss would beg for more. He loved being tied down, gagged, and even slapped a little. Llew had almost twenty pounds on his track star, so he was careful with him, but oh, how he got a head rush from controlling him. They were limited to backseat fucks most of the time, but every now and then Moss’ parents would be out late at a charity dinner, or some official function, and they’d have well into the night to explore their ever growing need.

 

“I would love for you to be bad right now, Llew, but you gotta go. I don’t feel like hearing my parents’ shit.”

 

“Damn. How come they think I’m not a good enough friend for you?” Llew sat up, turning his back to his boyfriend. He pushed his hand through his thick, brown hair. “I’m the fuckin’ star running back on the football team, and I have the eighth-highest GPA in our class. Goddamn. You think they’re setting the bar a tad high on who’s worthy to hang around you?”

 

Moss rose to his knees and draped his long arms around Llew’s neck. He kissed him softly behind his ear, whispering in that voice that always calmed him. “Soon we’ll be away at college. I’ve already gotten into UCLA, and I know your acceptance letter is coming any day now. The scout couldn’t say enough good things about you, right?”

 

Llew just slightly nodded his head.

 

“Okay, then. We’ll be together. No one will give us a second look if we’re holding hands there. Or kissing. Or touching.” Moss punctuated each statement with a kiss to Llew’s neck.

 

“What if your dad finds out we’re seeing each other while you’re in school? What if he stops paying your tuition, or rent, or some shit? Would you like… stop seeing me?”

 

“Stop worrying. Damn. You’re driving me crazy with all these questions.” Moss stood abruptly, walking further into the media room, fixing the pillows they’d knocked off the couch during their roughhousing. Eliminating any trace that Llew had been there.

 

Moss had begun to insist that Llew not be around when his parents were home, anymore. Said it was easier for him. How? Llew had no idea. As far as anyone was concerned, they were friends. Just like so many other kids at school.

 

“Hey. Alright, I’m sorry. You’re right. Being together is all that matters. We’ll always be together.” Llew cupped Moss’ cheek, tilting his head up to look at him. He didn’t comment on the look he saw in his guy’s eyes, but he noted something was off. He’s probably stressed with exams and everything coming up. He didn’t have time to think about it any longer, since the front door beeped to indicate someone was coming in.

 

Moss pushed him away, almost causing him to fall over the low coffee table in front of the couch. “Shit, babe, calm—”

 

“Don’t fuckin’ call me that. Are you crazy? Hurry up! Get your stuff,” Moss whispered harshly, his eyes wide and terrified. It wasn’t like they were in there getting high or something.

 

Llew shouldn’t have let Moss’ words bother him, but they did. You would’ve thought he was on the Feds’ most wanted list the way his boyfriend was acting. He yanked his backpack off the floor and slung it over his shoulder. When he got to the marble foyer, he tried to ignore the disdainful look Moss’ father threw him.

 

“Good evening, Mayor McGregor, Mrs. McGregor, how are you?” Llew said in his most polite voice.

 

“Oh. Hello, Llewellyn. I’m just fine, thank you. If you’ll excuse me,” Mrs. McGregor said, on her way past him. She never wasted time on pleasantries with him.

 

“What are you boys up to at this late hour?” Mayor McGregor stood eyeing them cautiously, one hand in the pocket of his dress pants, the other leaning on the mahogany foyer table.

 

Llew looked at his watch. It’s not even seven o’clock. “Um, I just stopped by to give Moss his AP History notes back. He loaned them to me—”

 

“Why don’t you have your own notes, Mr. Gardner?” Mayor McGregor said, standing taller and removing his suit jacket, his face tight and impassive.

 

“Father. Remember I told you—”

 

“Mr. Gardner can speak for himself.” Moss’ dad cut him off.

 

Llew looked back at his friend and saw how he hung his head at his father’s tone. “A couple guys on by brother’s crew caught the flu, so I missed my last two classes on Monday to help out at the business.”

 

“I see,” Mayor McGregor said casually. “Why don’t you two step into my office for a quick chat?”

 

“Father, Llew’s brother is waiting for him.”

 

“Sir, I know you’re extremely busy. I didn’t mean to infringe on your family’s time.”

 

Both of them were trying to avoid any type of chat, conversation, pow-wow, or anything else with Moss’ father. He was intolerant to say the least; but whatever he wanted to discuss with them wasn’t going to be fun.

 

“I’ll be brief.” His tone and his expression said that it wasn’t an option.

 

Moss sat ramrod straight in one of the two wingback chairs facing his father’s large desk. Llew placed his backpack on the floor and gingerly sat in the other chair. He wasn’t slouching, but he wasn’t about to sit at attention like he was in front of the President of the United States, either. Although the design of Mayor McGregor’s office could fool you into thinking you were; it was even oval-shaped. The American flag stood tall behind him, just in front of the royal blue curtains flanking the window. The wall was adorned with degrees from UCLA and Harvard. Expensive-framed pictures of Mayor McGregor with influential politicians were mounted on the adjacent wall, and sat on three large bookcases. Llew’s head whipped around from the massive thirty- by-twenty-inch framed family painting when Mayor McGregor cleared his throat.

 

“How’s the business going for your brother, Llewellyn?”

 

Llew looked to his boyfriend, but of course, his head was tucked low, not meeting his father’s eyes. Well, this pompous bastard didn’t intimidate Llew. His father had instilled good moral values in him and his brother before his death. Llew had no reason to hang his head.

 

“Business is doing well, sir. Leslie’s even picked up some commercial properties in Colonial Heights. He’s had to hire a third crew to cover the demand,” Llew said proudly. His brother had really done well with his father’s legacy.

 

“Are you going to be joining his crew after you graduate in a couple months?” Mayor McGregor inquired casually. He had dismissed Llew’s proud statement, continuing to follow his own agenda, without bothering to look at Llew as he shuffled some papers around on his executive-style desk.

 

“Yes, sir. I’m going to work for him like I do every summer. Then I’ll be leaving for college in the fall,” Llew said, trying unsuccessfully to meet Moss’ eyes.

 

Mayor McGregor’s bushy eyebrows shot up, almost to his hairline. “Oh, really. Ahh, yes. You probably got an athletic scholarship.”

 

“Yes, sir, I did.”

 

“What school have you chosen?”

 

“I haven’t yet, sir. I’m still waiting to hear back from my first choice.”

 

Moss finally turned his head towards him, eyes begging. What the hell? Llew looked tiredly at his boyfriend, knowing that he was pleading with Llew not to mention the possibility of him attending UCLA. Honestly, though, how was that going to be a secret any longer, once he was accepted? Word traveled quickly in their parts. No doubt, his big brother would be bragging all over town, too. It had been his parents’ dream for both of their sons to go to college. Unfortunately, Leslie had to leave during his second year in graduate school to bury his parents and take care of Llew.

 

“And your first choice?” he asked impatiently.

 

Llew and Moss continued to watch each other. Moss’ brows scrunched together with annoyance. Fuck that. Llew was pissed now. True, they were both in the closet; because it just wasn’t worth the trouble to come out in their town. He hated when Moss made him feel like he wasn’t even worthy of being his friend. Why couldn’t they go to the same school? UCLA was ranked number twenty-three in the nation’s top universities. It took more than just the ability to catch a football to get in. Moss should be proud of him, not only as his boyfriend, but as his best friend.

 

“Virginia Tech, sir.”

 

“Mmm. They have a good athletic program. You should fit right in, Mr. Gardner.”

 

Llew’s jaw was clamped shut so tight, it ached. He released a calm breath before adding, “They have a top-ranked engineering program, sir; since I also have an academic scholarship.” Llew held back his grin at the faint redness that was creeping over the mayor’s pristine white collar. Llew had already been accepted to Virginia Tech, but he couldn’t stand the thought of being twenty-four hundred miles away from his boyfriend.

 

If his father were here, he’d tell Mayor McGregor exactly what he thought of his son’s athletic and his academic accomplishments. He wouldn’t let anyone talk down to him. He wanted to do his father proud, but he loved Moss, he’d do anything for him. They only had to endure this bullshit a little while longer.

 

“You know Moss will be attending the family alma mater, UCLA, to carry on the McGregor tradition. You boys have been inseparable since middle school and I’ve tolerated it because it—”

 

“I’m sorry, sir. Tolerated it?” Llew interjected, his anger quickly bubbling to the surface.

 

Mayor McGregor sat forward, his hand tightly gripping the polished surface of his desk. “Yes, tolerated it. Boys will be boys. Now it’s time for Moss to grow up and be a man, leaving childish things behind. He has a duty and obligation to his family’s name.”

 

Llew didn’t know why he looked at Moss then, but he did. How could he sit there and allow his father to degrade someone he loved like that? Did Moss consider him to be a “childish thing” in his life?

 

“I understand, sir. I best be getting home now, my brother and I have plans,” Llew said as respectfully as he could muster, already standing and slinging his book bag over his shoulder. They had nothing more to discuss.

 

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This book was heart felt! You felt everything from the characters and nothing was held back. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this and would recommend it to anyone. There was spelling mistakes that needed clearing up but it didn’t take away from the over-all message the author was portraying. Llewellyn is by far one of my favorite characters I’ve ever read about. The fact he maintained himself through his adversity makes him an icon and pushes through all boundaries or stigmas on today. Based on content this is for 18+ audiences. I am an independent reviewer for Romance Authors That Rock and am giving this book 4.5 Hearts.

About the Author:

 

A.E. Via is a best-selling author in the beautiful LGBTQ erotic genre. She’d been reading gay romance exclusively for over ten years before she decided to submit one of her own stories for publication. Her writing embodies everything from spicy to scandalous. Her novels often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths. When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, A.E. devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children.

 

Although she’s still a fairly new author, she has plenty more to come.

 

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A Perilous Question by Barry Finlay

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A Perilous Question

by Barry Finlay

Genre: Thriller

Synopsis:
Strong, independent and divorced Marcie Kane is on a much needed vacation in Tanzania, Africa when her enjoyment of everything the country has to offer is shattered by one simple question posed by a teenage girl: “When are you taking me to America?”

Harmless as it may seem, Marcie realizes that this question posed to the wrong person could spell disaster for the girl and her friend. Her fears prove to be well founded. When she inadvertently discovers the girls are victims of an international human trafficking ring in, of all places, her home state of Florida, her attempts to help quickly spiral out of control with deadly consequences.

Meanwhile, her much cherished independence is being challenged by a good looking FBI agent who is working the case.

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Perilous Question is the first book I have read written by Barry Finlay, but I must confess that now that I did and totally loved it, I am so going to take a look at his other books. Mystery thriller is not always my thing if not written correctly. Nevertheless, this is not the case with this book. Since the very first page I was captivated by the story. I had no idea who was the girl I was reading about or why did she want to escape so desperately but for some reason I wanted to know so badly who was the girl and what was happening to her. I have to hand it to Mr. Finlay, he knows how to create an atmosphere filled with mystery, enough to ignite the curiosity and detective soul of the reader, and hints of what might be a future romance with our independent, brave, and divorced Marcie and our handsome FBI agent. Our hero and heroines sure got much more than what they bargain for when they enter a world of human trafficking, international sex trade and abduction at the heart of a philanthropic organization in Tanzania. In fact, things don’t look good for Marcie since she provides finding for the girl’s dormitory involved in such crimes. Nevertheless, she will stop at nothing to find protect the girls and, along, with the FBI unravel the truth behind this philanthropic organization and its ties with human traffickers.
I have to admit that dealing with police and detective themes in a book is not always easy because you have to provide enough information to grab the attention of the reader but without giving away who the culprit is, not to obviously at least. Also, you have to picture everything that is going on. Well, is picturing a new world based on reality and, sometimes, that might be harder than just creating a whole new world out of your own. This is why I admire the thriller authors such as Mr. Finlay which can pull off creating a whole new and credible adventure. In no time I was the one following the steps of the girls being trafficked, crying along with them or being desperate enough to risk everything, even my life, to escape from the traffickers. 
If you love mystery with a touch of romance and dark themes such as human trafficking in the heart of philanthropic organizations then this is the right book for you. 
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A Perilous Question by Barry Finlay
ISBN: 978-0993891052
Publisher: Keep On Climbing Publishing
Date of publish: March 2016
Pages: 260
S.R.P.: $6.99

About the author:
In 2009, Barry Finlay’s life changed when after over thirty years behind a desk, he climbed Africa’s Mount Kilimanjaro at age sixty with his son Chris. The climb and their fundraising efforts to help kids in Tanzania led to the award-winning book, Kilimanjaro and Beyond: A Life-Changing Journey. He followed that up with the hilarious memoir, I Guess We Missed the Boat, which was named Best Travel Book of 2013 by Reader Views and achieved bestseller status on Amazon. His first thriller, The Vanishing Wife was named Best Mystery/Thriller e-book by New Apple Literary Awards.

Barry has been named to the Authors Show’s list of 50 Great Writers You Should Be Reading and he is a recipient of the Queen Elizabeth Diamond Jubilee medal for his philanthropic work in Africa.

Barry lives in Ottawa, Canada with his wife Evelyn.

Infinite Time by HJ Lawson

 
Young Adult Sci-Fi
Date Published: June 1, 2016
 

Save the girl.
Save the day.
Save yourself.

The mission sounds easy enough, but it is anything but easy for Parker Jenkins. Yesterday, ordinary, poverty-stricken Parker was an ordinary high school kid, getting bullied relentlessly and trying to get by. Today, he’s a time traveler with gifted powers expected to carry out the extraordinary. Teaming up with another time traveler, Scarlet, they must save an innocent girl on the run before the villains kill them all. If they don’t, their present-day selves will die. But can the ordinary perform the extraordinary? 

 

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Rating: 4 out of 5 Hearts
Review: Part “Matrix”, part “Inception”, part “Looper”, and part typical high school drama, Infinite Time is the story of ordinary Parker Jenkins, a gamer geek who is frequently tormented and bullied by his classmates. Reeling in the face of the death of his father and the subsequent drastic changes in the personality of his mother and her re-marriage, Parker finds himself forced to face almost daily bullying because of his attraction to one of his classmates. With his friends Douglas and Kimi, Parker manages to keep himself together until, one night, in his quest to wean himself off of the sleeping pills he’s been forced to take since his father died, Parker comes to find out that he is almost the polar opposite of “ordinary”.
Because YA fiction tends to, as its norm, be a blend of various genres, novels can muddied and confusing. This novel approached that because I felt like it had a LOT going on. Parker’s “specialness” seemed to come almost out of nowhere for me because there was minimal foreshadowing to indicate that there might be something going on beyond the typical teenager who is dealing with bullying and the death of a parent (except for the fact that it’s mentioned in the synopsis of the book). The narration spends an extraordinary amount of time dealing with Parker’s attraction to Clara when it has actually not a lot to do with the plot of the book except it makes Parker an easy target for her boyfriend, Travis. If his crush has more to do with the plot, the threads are not as tightly woven in as I would have liked.
The story is still quite interesting and I am willing to give further installments in the series a go. I’d like to see more about Douglas, because he seemed like a very interesting character that we didn’t get to learn too much about. As I said, this is a young adult novel, and while there are some scenes of peril, it should still be appropriate for the age group.
Reviewed by HR Duby for Romance Authors that Rock
 
HJLawson is an English author who currently resides in New York. When she’s not writing, she spends her watching movies and hanging out with her family. She is the author of the following young adult books: The War Kids Series and The Sanction Series.

 

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Dark Dreams and Decadent desires by Dawn Madena Rueff

Title: Dark Dreams and Decadent Desires: A book of Erotic Poetry
Author: Dawn Madena Rueff
Genre: Adult, Erotic Poetry
Published: June 21, 2016
Chrisstine Hague Pearce, Zorha Edwards and Julie Beckford PA
“Dark Dreams and Decadent Desires” is a journey of the seduction of the mind. An exploration of how sensual intelligence rules the body and perception. How what may be considered unthinkable becomes irresistible. It’s a journey for the brave, the adventurous, for the wanton and the tempting. Ride with Me, and see where the journey takes you.
Hello, My darlings!
I shall introduce Myself. I am Dawn Madena. I am a ProDomme, and a switch. I have been in the lifestyle for 12 years and have learned a lot of lessons along the way.
I am now pursuing writing and wish to bring My experiences to a community who is seeking answers and insight. This is what I hope to accomplish with My writing. To educate and promote understanding, as well as safety. Also, I want to help women realize their sensuality.
I feel women crave to know they are worth the chase. To feel beautiful and comfortable in their own skin. This is what I hope to promote in women. Beauty, strength and intellectual sensuality.
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Born To Sin By A.L. Simpson

 

Title: Born to Sin

Series: Born Series

Author: A.L. Simpson

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HAMISH

I was born to an alcoholic mother and alcoholic, drug dealing father. Not a good start to life for a young boy. I was born to sin.

I’ve lied, cheated, assaulted, been an adulterer and stolen. It’s how one survives the ‘hood’. I have a reputation for being the ‘bad boy’, the fuck ’em and leave ’em type. I have never spent the night with a woman and I have never brought a woman home. We ‘play’ at her place and as soon as I’m done, I leave.

After fleeing my home at the age of thirteen and living on the streets – an option I found better than being with my parents, my life is turned around by an elderly lady.

I educate myself, become an award winning chef and return to the ‘hood where I rent an apartment. I love and care about no-one and nothing except my Harley Motorcycle. It’s here I met Jonesy and he takes my life in a whole new direction. Along with Wade, a fellow chef and the only person I can trust, the pair teach me how to love. Not only myself, but others.

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I’m a wealthy Restaurateur thanks to an inheritance I received when my father passed.

I live in a penthouse apartment in the ‘rich’ part of the city.

Being pampered and spoiled all my life has turned me into a woman who sees something she wants and, like a dog with a bone, I won’t let go until it’s mine. I’m a winner. I ALWAYS win.

I don’t have relationships with men. One night stands suit me just fine. I can’t trust it’s me they want and not my money.

I meet Hamish by chance when I’m on the hunt for a new Head Chef. He treats me like I’m not worth a second thought. I’ve never been treated this way and I decide at that moment, I will make Hamish mine.

Hamish has no interest in the pampered Blossom but for some reason she gets under his skin.

Then, something happens that makes him realize, he has fallen in love. Will it be too late? Will tragedy strike before he can hold her in his arms and confess his true feelings?

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“Shit, that was good.” Caroline sighs as I pull out of her and roll over. “Can we go out? Will you stay the night?”

“Nope. Gotta work.” I slide off the bed and pad to the bathroom across the hall. It’s as bad as the rest of Caroline’s apartment. Broken and cracked tiles, years of filth discoloring the grout, the bathtub so stained I wouldn’t even think to lower my ass onto the grime. Peeling paint like the other rooms, torn vinyl on the floors. Not unlike my place two blocks away. Well, I at least keep my place clean.

Most of the apartment blocks in the ’hood are run down, squalid hovels. The apartments haven’t seen maintenance in years because, unless you live in the ’hood, you don’t come here. Crimes are committed every hour, screaming, gun shots, rats in the filth ridden streets. It’s all a common sight to us natives of the area. It’s why I want to get out of here. Why I’m desperate to live somewhere decent with decent people. I’ve tried to rent in an area closer to work. A nice ‘burb close to the city. The realtors take one look at my references, note where I’ve been living and tell me the place is taken. It doesn’t matter that I clean up nice before I go and see them. It doesn’t matter that I’ve managed to get myself an education and have been working as a chef at a prestigious city restaurant. Nope, once a ’hood boy, always a ’hood boy as far as they’re concerned. It is impossible to rid myself of the stigma. Once I would have worn it as a badge of honor, now I want something better.

I dispose of the condom and return to the bedroom.

Caroline is stretched out on the bed like a contented cat. Fuck, she’s got a gorgeous body.

“Why won’t you stay? Even when you don’t have to work, you won’t stay.”

I hate the whining that has been happening lately. “Babe, I’ve told you. I don’t stay anywhere except my own bed in my own apartment. Alone.”

She leans up on her elbow. “We’ve been going out for almost a month and all you’ve done is text me and order me to meet you here so you can make love to me.”

I raise my hands in front of my still naked body. My dick is now flaccid, soft. Totally turned off with her whining. “How long have you lived in this neighborhood?” I watch her frown while she wonders why I’ve asked a question I already know the answer to.

“Nine years.”

“You know my reputation?”

She lowers her eyes. “Yes.”

“And?”

“You fuck ’em and leave ’em.”

“So, why do you ask if I’m staying the night?”

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With a positive attitude, the impossible can become possible.

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Between the Bleeding Willows

Demon Hunters Series

Book One

D.A. Roach

 

Genre: YA Paranormal/Fantasy

 

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

 

Date of Publication: March 8, 2016

 

ISBN: 1680585274

ASIN: B01C4VVPII

 

Number of pages: 282

Word Count: about 64,000

 

Cover Artist: Deranged Doctor Design

 

Book Description:

 

At eighteen years old, Cassidy has suffered more loss than most…

 

At the end of her senior year, her boyfriend, Jace Peters, was killed in a car accident, and her grandmother died only weeks later of a heart attack. Emotionally lost, Cassidy desperately searches for an heirloom her boyfriend was wearing in the crash—her mother’s gold ring. But during her search, Cassidy discovers more than her ring.

 

She finds a gate to the Demon Realm….

 

A battle is brewing, and Killian—head of the Demon hunters—preps his Clan for the approaching conflict. They’ve been working to secure the gate between his realm and the mortal world. But it’s been nearly impossible since Rya—a voracious demon on a quest to expand her power—devoured the soul of his Clan’s necromancer. Now Rya is possessed with the necromancer’s powers and she may break through the gate at any moment.

 

Apparently Rya isn’t the only one Killian has to worry about…

 

When Cassidy accidentally crosses into the Demon Realm, Killian can’t understand how a human girl survived the transition. Now he has to find a way to return her to her own world, or risk her being caught in the crossfire, which is a complication he definitely doesn’t need. Once back in the Human Realm, Cassidy readies herself for battle. She signs up for Krav Maga classes, where she meets Tyler Romaitis—a handsome, tenacious, humble guy. He seems almost perfect, but nothing is ever that easy.

 

And as the balance between good and evil shifts, Cassidy finds herself—and her ring—at the heart of the conflict for the survival of mankind.

 

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I had no idea where the path would lead me, but I told myself I’d be fine as long as I did not veer from it. The insects hiding in the foliage sang their quiet night songs, and fireflies began to twinkle in the shadows, trying to convince me I made the right choice and would be safe. On the contrary, the trees seemed to reach out for me, unashamed of their menacing appearance. I walked carefully to keep my noise down, not wanting to draw attention to myself or scare off the voice I heard.

The path continued some ways before it joined with a clearing dotted with headstones. Blaylock Grove Cemetery. The headstones were in ruins, kicked over by vandals, no longer marking where the dead were buried. Weeds grew around the grave markers, and fallen branches cluttered the ground. What the hell was the deal with this place? There was a bad vibe here.

I crouched next to a headstone and Googled Blaylock Grove Cemetery. Wikipedia said it was a small abandoned cemetery that was known for its ghost sightings and haunted reputation. My arms got goosebumps, but I continued reading through a few sites. Some believed that the spirits were restless and angry because of the disrespect for their final resting place. In the 1950s, it became a place where couples would come to make out. There was also an increase in vandalism, and it was around this time when the burial ground became known as “haunted.” In the early 1900’s a mob boss and his goons were rumored to have dumped their victims’ bodies into the lagoon at the edge of the cemetery. I looked around and saw a clearing in the tree­line ahead; the moon shimmered off of what must be

 

the lagoon. The image gallery showed photos of the grounds in daytime and with infrared film. Looking at the images only made me feel even more unsettled.

“Jace,” the female voice whispered to my right in a seductive tone. I stood frozen in one spot, staring in the direction of the voice, staying as silent and statue­like as I could. In my periphery, I saw a shadowy figure walk across the clearing toward the voice. I couldn’t make out a face so I stood and followed it, hoping for a closer look. In my haste, I snapped a branch beneath my foot.

Crap!

 

The figure turned toward me. His mouth twisted in a snarl, and his eyes were solid black. Despite these deformities, the face was familiar. My heart and mind warred with each other. Instinct told me to get the hell out of there, but my heart still thrummed for the guy who had captured it four years ago.

Seeing him like this, though…

 

Jace Peters was a good guy, not evil like the demon before me.

 

The sound of fast footsteps and cracking branches gained on Jace. I looked to the sound. In the dim moonlight, I could only see a large, dark figure running at full speed. Jace took off and darted between two giant willows at the edge of the cemetery. The dark figure dove at him—and they both vanished before they hit the ground.

What the…?

 

I grabbed my backpack and ran to the willows, but there was no sign of them. I ducked under the weeping branches and studied the base of the tree, searching for any clue. I grabbed the trunk to steady myself, but quickly retracted my hand when I felt the wet sticky liquid. Using my phone light to illuminate, I found the willow trunk coated in a dark sap. Putting my soiled fingers to my nose, I could not smell a thing. I touched my tongue to it, and tasted the metallic warmth of blood. Shining the light up the tree top showed me the streaks started as high as I could see and ran down to the roots. I walked to the other willow and found it also oozed blood. The leaves and branches were unremarkable; only the trunks were affected.

Trees didn’t bleed, so what was going on here? Maybe this place really was haunted. Had I witnessed two apparitions tonight, one being my dead ex­boyfriend?

Why was I blaming this on mystical things? I had never believed in ghosts and I always thought those Ghosthunters shows preyed on gullible people. Well, I wasn’t a gullible person, but I sure as hell saw two figures disappear right before my eyes tonight.

I needed to get out of there and get home. After I wiped the blood on the weeds below, I grabbed my backpack. Stepping out from beneath the branches onto the path between the bleeding willows, I began falling…down…down…down…

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>This book is first in the Demon Hunter series and ends with a lot of questions. Cassidy is alone in life. She accidentally falls through a gate into the Demon Hunter realm deep in the earth.  Humans falling through the gate is impossible, so no one knows what to make of her, especially, Killian. Killian is a Demon Hunter and very attracted to Cassidy. There is a lot of good vs. evil in this story. Demons stealing souls and evil entities trying to overtake the hunters. 

 

>Cassidy’s backstory includes her great love of Jace, her boyfriend whom is killed and taken to the demon realm. The author mentions the fact that Jace was attacked and cut by a demon knife before he died. When Killian is cut during a demon fight, he recuperates at Cassidy’s house and starts humming songs that only Jace used to hum. Jace is very powerful in the demon realm, so wondering if he is possessing Killian is a thought.

>Cassidy and Killian have a connection, but Killian fights the attraction. There aren’t any explicit love scenes, but plenty of tension. Cassidy is attracted to Killian, friends with another hunter and then she meets Tyler. Tyler is not human and seems to help Cassidy, but whether he is good or bad is not really discovered.  The many characters are interesting to meet and it seems like the author really develops each secondary character.

>I am a reviewer for Romance Author’s that Rock. This story is appropriate for a young adult (16+) to adult audience. I am giving the story 4 stars. The main relationship between Cassidy and Liam needed to be developed more.

 

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About the Author:

 

D.A. Roach has been telling stories since she was a young girl in the suburbs of Chicago. In college she met the man of her dreams, her happily ever after, and married him 2 weeks after graduating. They have 3 kids together and a pet cockatiel named Gimli. D.A. did not find a love for books until after college. Her parents were immigrants from Lithuania and found tv and radio easier ways to hear stories so they did not do much reading or encourage it. But once she finished college and D.A. had free time, she discovered how amazing it was to get lost in a story.

 

D.A. is a full time mom and wife. When she is not doing domestic things (laundry, bills, etc) she is writing, reading, creating mixed media art, and helping beautify her kids’ school landscape. Oh, and she is ALWAYS listening to music. Her favorite authors include Rebecca Donovan, Richelle Mead, Larissa Ione, Stephanie Meyer, E.L. James, and Sylvia Day. Reading great works from authors like these has motivated D.A. to write her own stories. She hopes to make positive changes in the world with her art and writing.

 

“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”

 

— George Bernard Shaw

 

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Surrender of Trust by Mariel Grey

 
Historical Romance / Regency
Date Published: April 15, 2013
 
Lucy Goodwin knows more about horse breeding than a proper young lady should. Her brother’s thoroughbred business has given her purpose and independence, but when an accident leaves her solely in charge, despair and destruction threaten her every move. Trapped in an impossible position, Lucy must do the right thing and watch their dreams crumble, or save their livelihood at a cost too great to bear. 
 
Lord Philip Lyton, Marquess of Chalifour is a member of the prestigious Jockey Club, dedicated to eliminating cheating in horse racing. Trouble raises its ugly head when his business partner falls foul of an accident and he’s suddenly forced to deal with the man’s sister, who seems alarmingly out of her depth.
 
Chalifour respects Lucy’s steely resolve, but knows that single-mindedness can be the most dangerous trait of all. She might be beautiful and beguiling, but Lucy Goodwin is keeping secrets and Chalifour is determined to find out what they are.
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Awesome!! A fantastically written historical romance. I love the authors use of period appropriate slang words and phrases! The female characters in this story are much more believable than in a great many other historical romances. Not that I don’t enjoy a completely inappropriate woman as the heroine, but the truth is, these women are playing by some strict rules and still managing to get into trouble!!

As an independent reviewer for Romance Authors that Rock, this writer and her heroines get a full five hearts!! A few tastefully written heated passionate moments make it appropriate for young adults as well. The fact that it revolves around horses helps too!!

 
From the moment she could put pen to paper, Mariel Grey knew she wanted to be a writer. Like all good adventures however, it didn’t happen overnight; it was after several decades of working in litigation that the desire to create dramatic worlds and characters became too great to ignore. Her first foray into historical romance, Surrender of Trust, explored the grime and glamour of regency horse racing, following the determined but impoverished Lucy Goodwin and upright Lord Chalifour. Her second novel, A Gentleman’s Surrender,  released in January 2016,  introduced the innocent Lady Monique and tortured Mr. Stanton, both struggling to find love in a world filled with deceit.
 
Though entirely at home in the ballrooms and street alleys of London past, Mariel Grey is currently working on a contemporary story set in Florida, a landscape dear to the author’s heart. When she isn’t conjuring words on her computer screen, Grey can be found on the water fishing, snorkeling, and enjoying the incredible natural beauty of her home.
 
Mariel has a wonderful husband (the hero of her own romantic story) as well as a mischievous cat (who seems happy to play the role of villain). In addition to being a dutiful wife and animal wrangler, Mariel is a member of the Romance Writers of America and the Ancient City Romance Authors chapter.
 
 
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Sicario by Kai Tyler

Title: Sicario: A Novel

Series: Worlds’ End #3

Author: Kai Tyler

Genre: Dystopian M/M Romantic Thriller

Published: June 20, 2016

Sold by his parents and bred in a lab, Lexan Cesare is trained for one purpose—to execute his boss’s orders. In the mafia life, loyalty is everything. Emotions have no place and he never questions the rights or wrongs of the decisions that send him to terminate lives again and again. Until one assignment draws emotions he’s never felt before and makes him question his true allegiance.

When a stranger walks into Enzo Mattia ranch in search of a job, his life is changed irrevocably. He is ripped apart from his family and everything he knows and ends up sold into slavery. He swears to mete revenge on all who have wronged him.

First he has to escape from his new owner, Lexan, a man who captivates him and makes him want to act on impulses he’s suppressed for a long time. Impulses that can lead to death.

With corrupt lawmakers and deadly cartels, the world is in flux. Loyalties shift at the speed of a bullet and betrayal abounds. In the new world falling in love is just a death wish.

This is a full length male/male romantic thriller set on a dystopian earth.

 

 

 

Copyright 2016 Kai Tyler

 

Dressed, I headed across to Enzo’s room. He opened the door for me and my mouth dropped open. He looked amazing in a white dress shirt and navy slacks. I’d never seen him in anything other than jeans, chambray or t-shirts. Instead of boots, he wore brown leather brogues.

He stared at me with an odd expression before saying, “You look good,” and turning away.

“Wow,” Gianna said, looking me over. “You scrub up well for a ranch hand.”

She wore a lovely emerald silk dress that was cut off across one shoulder and draped in an asymmetrical style beyond her knees. Strappy diamante sandals and her hair styled in a loose chignon completed the classy outfit.

“He sure does,” Enzo added, still giving me that look that made my heart thud faster.

“And there I was worried you wouldn’t have anything suitable to wear.” She beamed a smile at me, and then turned to her brother, holding up a maroon silk tie. “Come on, Enzo. The tie will go great with your suit. Tell him for me please, Alex.”

“No, I don’t need one. Alex isn’t wearing one and he looks great.” He turned away as if he hadn’t expected the words to come out as awestruck as they did.

My smile blossomed into a full grin. He really liked me in a suit then.

“I don’t need a tie. As you say I’m just the ranch hand.” I winked at Gianna. “But the tie will work well with your suit. Here let me help you.”

I walked over to Gianna and took the tie from her. “You look totally amazing,” I said and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Then I strode over to where Enzo leaned against the table. “Trust me, you’ll look great.”

“Hmmm,” was all he said, but he let me come close enough to turn the collar of his shirt up.

I was conscious of Gianna behind us so I maintained a reasonable gap between us as I slid the silk around his neck. Each breath I took filled my lungs with his scent—man and spice—that transported me back to the night in the log cabin.

As I looped and knotted the tie, I couldn’t help brushing my fingers against his chin. His breath hitched. A smile played at the corner of my mouth. He’d shaved the skin smooth. I missed the bristles and wanted them rubbing against my skin.

“I can’t find my perfume in my purse,” Gianna called out from behind. “I’m going to pop back to my room and get it.”

My body trembled, knowing I’d be alone with Enzo for a few minutes. I could feel the tension coming off his body too.

As soon as the door closed behind his sister, I couldn’t keep away any longer. I leaned my body against his, making sure he felt the bulge of my erection on his thigh.

“I’ve missed you,” I whispered before brushing my lips on his.

He gripped my low pony tail, angled my head and devoured my mouth.

I groaned long and deep as I sank into him, loving his strength, loving the contact. My hands slid around his back as I gathered him into me so that we were as physically close as we could be with clothes on.

I don’t know what happens to me whenever this man touched me, but I felt as if this was where I should be.

A rattling noise at the door broke us apart when Enzo shoved me away.

Kai loves writing stories about forbidden men and relentless love, about gangsters with heart, antiheroes who do what they need to do to survive in a crazy world. These men commit to the lives they lead 100%—with heart, body and soul and when they fall in love you can be sure they bring the same level of passionate devotion to the people they love.

Kai’s debut dystopian MM romance novel, Duce, was an All Romance eBooks Top 50 Bestseller when it came out in 2015. Visit http://www.kaityler.com to connect with Kai.

 

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