Friday, 29 August 2014

Fate's Mistake by Brandace Morrow-Blog Tour


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Fate’s Mistake by Brandace Morrow
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 19, 2014
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My Review

 Wow

captivating 

addiction 

A very strong book I have to say. This book will have your heart from he start. It deals with abuse which is a sensitive topic for me so please proceed with caution. The topic of abuse and how the character comes out of it i.e is Kinley is impressive and realistic. She is still strong and has the power to come back to life even though the life had given her no reason to live. 

This book about healing, it talks bout getting help, it talks about a push from a right person. I think when a right person comes into your life everything is put into place. This book is funny as well..you will be giggling ,laughing,smiling the whole time while dealing with a very serious issue. 

You all got to read this book as soon as possible! recommended to all people who love a good romance,hot guy ;) beautiful writing and a touching plot :)

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Synopsis:
He was the perfect gentleman, and my parents adored him. In time, I learned to adore him too. I married him. He was my forever.
Until the day he hit me.
Five years went by with the speed of a ticking clock, counting down my life one painful second at a time.
Until Danny. Danny saw me. Danny was my hero.
Danny was the one I was supposed to be with.
But now I’m broken, shattered into pieces too jagged to fit back together.
Isn’t that what fate is? Puzzles fit together by an unseen hand to form a life worth living.
So when fate makes a mistake, who fixes it?
Meet the Author:
Brandace Morrow is a full time mom of four, and currently stationed overseas with her sexy soldier. Her recent obsessions are Maroon 5, rum and coke, and reading in no particular order. Despite being terribly awkward with social media, she's everywhere. Frequently subjecting the public to pictures of her minion's messes, and everything that is Momdom in the Morrow house.
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Excerpt:
Quotes:
People thought the devil had red eyes.  He didn’t.  They were dark brown, almost black.
“You are delicate, feminine, soft.  I fucking love that.  Makes me want to wrap you up and carry you off somewhere.  Isn’t that what every man wants?”
“Tonight, you’re dancing.  We are dancing, and you’re gonna fucking love it.”
When he licks his lips and they’re left shiny, another sound escapes me; a whimper or a groan, some desperate sound of a woman caught.  And I was.  I was caught so good.
I feel his breath first.  He parts his lips and his warm exhale hits me so hard my knees almost give out.  He watches me as I watch him seal his mouth over the front of my lace thong.  I feel his thumbs move on my hips where they’re underneath the straps and see his arms and chest muscles bulge.  Danny closes his mouth and pulls the lace away from my body.  It goes easily and he drops it.  That’s when I realize he ripped my lingerie off of me, one handed, without me even knowing.

Excerpt 1:
I’m not dead yet. I made it through the night. Another sunrise, another goodbye kiss. While stepping on the treadmill, I pray I get to run tomorrow too. My ribs ache as I pick up speed. I breathe in through my nose and slowly exhale through my mouth. My kidneys feel like giant boulders with each hurtful movement. For two hours I run, and not only because I have to. I run because this is the only time I am allowed out of my prison.
My eyes stare, unseeing, out of the floor to ceiling window overlooking the city below. The city goes about its business five stories down, but I don't see sky, glass, metal or traffic. I see the images conjured up by the ear buds blasting music through my head; images of my mom as I was growing up, teaching me everything she loved; images of my father imparting sage advice. I think about how things used to be, and it’s the only time I allow myself to go to those memories. If I didn't lock them away, I'd lose my mind.
Shrill beeping goes off in my ears, startling me so much I trip as my sneaker drags over the conveyer belt of the treadmill. I snag the arm rails desperately and move my feet quickly to the sides. I breathe deeply and push the big red stop button on the machine, then set up a five-minute cool-down walk. When the speed is set, I force my hands to let go of the bars and move naturally at my sides. I don't want to think about where I have to go in five minutes, or where I'll be in five hours, five days.
My skin breaks out in a new kind of sweat; one different from what’s currently coating my skin. This one is cold and stinks of fear. I stare straight ahead to the building of windows across the street and try to wipe this perspiration away. But it keeps secreting itself from my pores, stinging my eyes, making them water. My skin feels overheated, yet chills break out over my body. My breathing gets shallower, and I can feel my heart picking up speed, rather than slowing.
I close my eyes and try to take a breath, but it feels as though there's a band around my chest, like a python squeezing tighter. My vision tunnels. My shaking hands reach for my iPhone resting in the cup holder, the one with only one number in it. My palm slaps the red stop button firmly and I stagger away to the locker rooms as quickly as possible before my knees give way.



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Blog Tour- The Viper by Kele Moon




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Title: The Viper (Untamed Hearts, #1)
Author: Kele Moon
Genre: Erotic / Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 19, 2014
Publisher: Loose Id
Tour Organized by: As the Pages Turn


Synopsis:

Marcos Rivera is a fighter. A gang member. Someone who has seen the dark side of humankind and survived. He has lost family and gained enemies. He has stolen cars and destroyed hearts, stripping one for money and the other for pleasure. His past is haunted and his future is bleak.

Until her.

Katie Foster is a high school history teacher. Smart, strong, and sexy. She is a woman Marcos shouldn’t want. Shouldn’t touch. Shouldn’t love. He met her in Garnet, a backwards, hick town that’s the last place in the world he wants to be, but he finds himself going back for a taste of the forbidden.

Katie represents all that is good in the world, and Marcos knows he’s nothing but trouble for her perfect life. He fights and he screws. He commits crimes and he breaks the rules. He will never change and he will never escape his gang lifestyle.

Or can he?

What happens when two different people from two very different walks of life risk it all by giving into the passion that threatens to consume both of them? Can a woman who only knows how to play it safe give her heart to a man who lives hard and loves harder?

Will she survive The Viper?

Author Bio:

A freckle faced, redhead born and raised in Hawaii, Kele Moon has always been a bit of a sore thumb and has come to enjoy the novelty of it. She thrives off pushing the envelope and finding ways to make the impossible work in her story telling. With a mad passion for romance, she adores the art of falling in love. The only rules she believes in is that, in love there are no rules and true love knows no bounds.

So obsessed is she with the beauty of romance and the novelty of creating it she’s lost in her own wonder world most of the time. Thankfully she married her own dark, handsome, brooding hero who had infinite patience for her airy ways and attempts to keep her grounded. When she leaves her keys in the refrigerator or her cell phone in the oven he’s usually there to save her from herself. The two of them now reside in Florida with their three beautiful children who make their lives both fun and challenging in equal parts–They wouldn’t have it any other way.


Excerpts

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 “You’re not exactly a ten, Katie.” Grayson laughed cruelly, reminding Katie
why she left to begin with. “No one is going to love you for your mind like I do,
not in this town. I’m your best option, and I don’t understand why you did this
to us.”
“I think she’s a ten,” a man called from behind them.
Goose bumps danced over Katie’s skin, and she wasn’t sure why until she
craned her neck to look toward the direction of the low, male voice. Her body
must have recognized what her mind hadn’t caught up with, because walking
over to them was Marcos Rivera. He was wearing sunglasses and a baseball hat,
but it was undeniably him. She could see the snake tattoo on his arm from there.
He looked larger than life in the late afternoon sun with those impossibly
broad shoulders and large, bunched biceps covered in tribal tattoos. She couldn’t
help but notice that every inch of him seemed wound tight and ready to jump—
like a tiger stalking prey. She blinked, understanding for the first time all those
warnings Jules had been leveling at her in regards to Marcos.
This wasn’t the kind, handsome angel from the crash site.
This Marcos looked deadly.
He took off his sunglasses when he stopped in front of them. His light gaze
rested on the steely grasp Grayson still had on her arm. “This is the part where
you let her go.”
“Excuse me?” Grayson huffed in that annoying superior voice of his that had
always embarrassed Katie when he used it in public, usually toward someone
parking their car or waiting on them at a restaurant. “This is my wife and—”
“Ex-wife,” Katie corrected before Grayson could finish. She was still staring at
Marcos in shock, unable to believe he was really standing there in front of her.
“What are you doing here?”
Marcos broke the dangerous staring contest he was having with Grayson. He
let his gaze run over her hotly for one long moment, making more goose bumps
dance over her arms. A small bit of the tension eased out of his powerful frame,
and the look in his beautiful eyes became warm just like she remembered. “I got
your messages.”
“My messa—” Katie cheeks heated when she realized what he was talking
about and her voice was a squeak of acknowledgement. “Oh.”
There was a quiet moment between them, one charged enough that Katie
was actually breathless to be in his presence again after so long. Strangely enough,
she could feel it off Marcos too. That electric fission of need so overwhelming it
actually showed on his face and translated into something tangible enough that
even someone as romantically challenged as Katie could sense it. As if
remembering they weren’t alone, Marcos cleared his throat and turned back to
Grayson, his eyes narrowed in warning once more.
“Yeah, I’m gonna have to insist you get your hands off her.” He eyed
Grayson’s hold on her arm pointedly. “Now.”

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Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Rival by Penelope Douglas-Release Day Blitz


Title: Rival
Series: A Fall Away Novel, Book #2
Author: Penelope Douglas
Genre: NA / Contemporary Romance
Release Date:  August 26, 2014
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Synopsis:
From the New Adult sensation and New York Times bestselling author of Until You
Madoc and Fallon. Two estranged teenagers playing games that push the boundaries between love and war…
She’s back.
For the three years she’s been away at boarding school, there was no word from her. Back when we lived in the same house, she used to cut me down during the day and then leave her door open for me at night.
I was stupid then, but now I’m ready to beat her at her own game…
I’m back.
Three years and I can tell he still wants me, even if he acts like he’s better than me.
But I won’t be scared away. Or pushed down. I’ll call his bluff and fight back. That’s what he wants, right? As long as I keep my guard up, he’ll never know how much he affects me….
Author Bio:
Penelope Douglas is a writer in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor's degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to "just get the degree!" She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she hated Public Administration. One night, she got tipsy and told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later they were married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, The Originals, and she shops at Target almost daily.
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~ Rival - Excerpt ~
Madoc jumped out of the car, not even caring to close the door behind him. “You stole my car?!” he shouted, peering down into the bowl.
With the headlights behind him, the area was well lit, and I tried to breath against the flutter in my chest.
He was here. We were alone. We were angry. Déjà vu.


This is what I wanted. It’s what I’d planned.
But I turned my back on him anyway.  
I’d told myself time and again that I didn’t care what he thought of me. I didn’t want his heart after all. It wasn’t part of the equation. He didn’t need to love me or respect me for this to work. I would use him—get what I wanted—without worrying about whatever was in his head. It. Did. Not. Matter.
So why couldn’t I just draw him in like I’d planned? Why did I want to spit back?


“I didn’t steal it. I borrowed it, Princess,” I shot back.
He jumped down into the bowl, his flip flops slapping against the wet cement. “Don’t touch my shit, Fallon!”
“Oh, but you got to come into my room last night and touch me? You don’t get to have everything, Madoc.”
He stopped a few feet from me, and I felt the walls of the bowl close in as he stared. I expected more yelling and insults, but he just stood there, looking like everything that could destroy me without even speaking. Looking like everything that nearly did destroy me.
He was still dressed in only his board shorts and flip flops. No shirt. I guess he would’ve left the house in a hurry if he was coming after me. He’d changed so much in the years I’d been gone. His shoulders and arms were works of art. Madoc always liked to work out, and it paid off. He had a build like a quarterback, and he was tall. I wished I didn’t feel the invisible cord pulling me to him, wanting to touch him again, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. We always want what’s bad for us.
Madoc was hot. He knew it. And he knew everyone else knew it.
But what was underneath the blonde hair, boyish blue eyes, and toned body was bad. He was bad.
And someday, his looks would fade, and his wife would just have someone bad. I had to remind myself of that. There was nothing in him that I should want.      
The light rain blew around his face, and he blinked away the water dripping down his face. “You know? Whatever,” he sneered, looking like he was about to turn away. “I’m so over your bullshit, Fallon. I wish I knew what the hell you wanted from me.” His voice got stronger. “You act like everything’s fine around Addie and then you show up to my party dressed to impress down to your underwear around all of my friends, and then you bring up my party two years ago.” He got in my face. “What do you want from me?” His bellow reared up from deep inside of him.


“Nothing!” I shouted, my eyes burning with anger. “I want nothing from you. Nothing ever again!”
He reared back just a little as if I’d surprised him.
“Again? Is that what this is about?” he asked. “Us fucking three years ago?”
Fucking. I averted my eyes.  
I’d rather shove a drumstick up my nose than let him see how that hurt. I wiped the water off my forehead and smoothed my hair over the top of my head.
“You know what?” He narrowed his eyes, speaking up before I got a chance. “You can go to hell, Fallon. I was sixteen, too. I was a virgin, same as you. You were all over me, too, and you know it. I didn’t force you! You didn’t have to go and complain to our parents. Jesus Christ!”
Huh?
He breathed hard and kept folding his lips between his teeth. “They treated me like I was pressuring you or some shit!” he shouted, throwing his hand out into the air. “You told them that I was forcing you?”

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