Friday, May 22, 2015

Promo: Cold Fear

I really love romantic suspense! Check out today's hot read :)

Title: Cold Fear
Series: Cold Justice, #4
Author: Toni Anderson
Self-Published
Release Date: May 26, 2015
Pages: 420
Buy Links: Amazon | Amazon UK | iBooks | Kobo | Nook | Google Play

Blurb:

A relentless FBI profiler hunts a vicious killer. 

When old evidence turns up on a fresh corpse, ASAC Lincoln Frazer is determined it won’t delay the execution of a convicted serial killer. But when more young women are brutally slain, it becomes clear—this new killer is intimately familiar with the old murders. 

A dedicated emergency physician hides a dark secret. 

Former Army Captain Dr. Isadora Campbell helped her mother conceal a terrible crime. After her mother’s death, Izzy resigned her commission and returned to the Outer Banks to raise her rebellious teenage sister. But it doesn’t take long for Izzy to suspect that someone knows exactly what she did, all those years ago. 

If they work together, maybe no one else will die. 

With pressure mounting to reopen the old case, Frazer will use any means possible to catch the killer. Thrust together during the investigation, he and Izzy find themselves reluctantly attracted to one another, and begin an affair. Meanwhile the killer is much closer than they think. Izzy’s confession of her secret drives Frazer away as he struggles with her deception. By the time he realizes he’s fallen in love with the stubborn woman, the killer has her. Now the race is on to save Izzy, and any chance of a future they might have together. 



Want to read the rest of the series?
Book 2: Cold Pursuit

About the Author

Former Marine Biologist-turned-NY Times Bestselling Author Toni Anderson, writes dark, gritty, Romantic Suspense novels. When not working, she’s being walked by her dog, Holly. For more info on her books, check out her website. Find her on Facebook and Twitter.


Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Promo: The Crystal Slipper

Here's a twist to a fairy tale we all know and love :) Enjoy!

Title: The Crystal Slipper
Author: Selena Fulton
Publisher: Entangled: Covet
Release Date: September 22, 2014
Pages: 222
Buy Link: Amazon

Blurb:

Sometimes you just have to believe...
 
A single crystal slipper. It was probably the weirdest gift librarian Celinda Branham ever received during a Christmas gift exchange. Who would even wear these in the real world? Not Celinda, wearer of sensible shoes and fairy tale naysayer. That said, she certainly has the requisite wicked stepmother, irritating stepsister, and empty bank account. Of course, if she actually believed in all that fantastical junk, she could wait for her Prince Charming...
 
Only Prince Charming doesn't exist.
 
But Preston Chandler believes in fairy tales. Oh, does he ever. All he did was spurn the advances of a certain witch, and now his sister is under a sleeping spell. And the only way to break it? Find the other glass slipper and give someone "Love's First Kiss." But when Preston finally tracks down Celinda, he's dismayed to discover that the shy librarian who owns the other shoe has no interest in anything remotely resembling magic—including love. Now he must find a way into his Cinderella's cynical heart, or lose his sister... and his only chance for true love.

About the Author

Selena Fulton was born in a small town in Indiana and moved to Florida as a teen. She enjoys camping, morning strolls along the seashore, making jewelry, and reading. She discovered her love of writing at nine years old, when she wrote her first poem, and has been writing ever since.  She worked on her school newspaper where she created a poetry section, which exists to this day.

A multi-published author, she believes in “paying it forward” by working with fellow authors in her critique groups and judging contests.

Come check her out on Twitter, Facebook, or go to her blog, because it's all about the journey.


Friday, May 15, 2015

Review: If You Need Me

I think Cassi Carver is quite underrated as an author. Just look at her ratings on Amazon: she has 4 and 5 stars, but not enough exposure.. Here's to hoping this one review will change that, even if just in a small way...

Title: If You Need Me
Series: The Ashford Legacy, #1
Author: Cassi Carver
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Release Date: March 18, 2014
Pages: 99
Buy Links: Amazon | Samhain | BN | ARe

I was gifted a copy of this book for an honest review.

Blurb:

How far will she go for love?

Erotica author Rayna Sommers wears a daring smile in her publicity photos, but the truth would shock her legions of fans. The woman whose stories take readers on wild sexual adventures to exotic locales is terrified of the world outside her front door.

Isolation may be safe, but it’s also quite lonely until Rayna meets a charming fan online. Kyle is sexy, funny, everything Rayna desires, and soon their daily emails flare into sizzling-hot video chats. Too bad Kyle lives on the East Coast and Rayna on the West. For a woman who can’t even cross the street, much less the country, her dream of a life with Kyle is just too far out of reach.

Kyle has an even bigger problem than getting Rayna Sommers to step outside her comfort zone. He’s head over heels in love with her, but he hasn’t told her the truth. He’s really Kyle Ashford, billionaire heir to the Ashford empire. The owner of the company that’s about to shut her publisher—and her livelihood—down for good.

Warning: This book contains a sexy billionaire who knows what he wants, a housebound author who’d love to give it to him, and a special-needs pet hen that just might steal your heart.


Contemporary is one of my favorite genres of romance. I just think it's the most relatable genre and most realistic.

I came across this book when Samhain was having a sale on their website. I contacted the author and it turns out, I had the perk of getting review copies for being part of the author's street team. Since this was the first book, I went ahead and accepted it to see if I would like it.

Rayna had agoraphobia which meant she couldn't leave the house without getting really panicky. I could understand the struggle since I have anxiety and sometimes being out in public is a difficulty. Having a relatable character certainly was a winner for me.

Rayna's relationship with Kyle could be viewed as too good to be true. However, Kyle proved that he was real and he was not messing around. I really appreciated the way he cared for Rayna and tried to understand her situation without judging her. 

I sent a message to Cassi a few times commenting on the book as I read, and one of my favorite parts was when Rayna shrieked at Kyle saying "give me my chicken!" I mean, not only did she have a phobia, but she also had a pet chicken. It was an interesting combination.

Overall, this was such a fun read. Just be warned that this book isn't a clean contemporary. I mean, Rayna was an erotica author. What do you expect? ;) I do think it's worth the read. I really enjoyed it.

P.S. I just bought the second book on Amazon. Watch out for a review in about a month or so :)


Arianne

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Promo: The Loyal Steed

Today's new release is quite interesting because men are considered second-class citizens. It's an interesting way to reverse the roles of society.

Title: The Loyal Steed
Series: Pleasure Hound, #1
Author: Ines Johnson
Publisher: Heartspell Media, LLC
Release Date: May 12, 2015
Pages: 70
Buy Link: Amazon

Blurb:

Jaspir has been in love with Lady Merlyn since they were children, but she has always been out of his reach. Trained as a Pleasure Hound and now surviving by selling his body to rich women, his heart has always remained loyal to his true love. 

Liam was promised to Merlyn in their youth, but he’s always known that he's not the man in her heart. With their betrothal approaching, Liam seeks out Jaspir for help. Eager to ensure the happiness of the woman they both love, Jaspir agrees to train Liam in the pleasure arts. 

What starts as rivals in an uneasy truce, soon turns carnal when Merlyn learns of their secret lessons. In a society where men are second class citizens, Merlyn is torn between the attentions of two men who would do anything to rule her heart. 






"Our time is up, Merlyn."

"Should I buy more?"

Jaspir hesitated. He closed his eyes, resting his forehead against hers. She had his heart, but he would never be allowed to possess hers. He set her back on her chair.

"No," he whispered. He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. "No," he said more firmly. Another hour, another day would change nothing. It had taken years to get over her. Who was he kidding? He'd never gotten over her. He never would.

"My time is up because you have another lover coming?" she asked. Jaspir pulled away from her, staring into her golden brown eyes. "No. There is no one else."

She cocked her head to the side, the birdlike motion signaling that she was investigating his words. Just as Merlyn only spoke facts, she had a knack for sensing when someone told half-truths.

"I have no other lovers coming today." Something compelled him to go on, to assure her of her place in his heart. "You own my heart, Merlyn. I have loved you, and only you, every day since the first day I met you. I will continue to love you every day of my life."

She searched his eyes, her head cocking the opposite way as she considered every angle of his new statement. "Why is it that I believe you? There is no possible way to prove your declaration. Love isn't a tangible thing that you can point to. It isn't measurable."

Jaspir took her hand and placed it on his heart. "Do you feel that? What reason does a heart have for racing?"

"It’s a fight or flight response from the autonomic nervous system."

"Do you think I'm preparing to flee due to fear of you? Or that I'm preparing to harm you?"

Merlyn shook her head.

"Look at me, Merlyn. What do you see?"

"I see that your pupils are dilated." Her eyes dipped lower. "Your nostrils are flaring, and you are panting."

"I can tell you that my stomach aches when I think of you. My palms sweat and I feel light headed. Not to mention what happens in my sex organs. That's nearly every system of the human body engaged at the very thought of you."

"These symptoms happen every time you think of me?"

"Without fail."

"Fascinating," she breathed, eyes bright.

Jaspir grinned at the curious creature before him. She pressed one hand to his heart. The other she ran over his forehead. Her fingers came away with beads of sweat. Her thumb returned and traced his lower eyelid.

"I'd like to study this phenomenon some more." She looked into his eyes. Her own pupils were large, her nostrils flared, her breath came in small pants. "May I return to make more observations?"

About the Author:

Author of erotica, paranormal, and fairytale romance novels, Ines Johnson writes books for strong women who suck at love. If you rocked out to the twisted triangle of Jem, Jericha, and Rio as a girl; if you were slayed by vampires with souls alongside Buffy; if you need your scandalous fix from Olivia Pope each week, then you’ll love her books!

Aside from being a writer, professional reader, and teacher, Ines is a very bad Buddhist. She sits in sangha each week, and while others are meditating and getting their zen on, she’s contemplating how to use the teachings to strengthen her plots and character motivations.
Ines lives outside Washington, DC with her two little sidekicks who are growing up way too fast.



Sunday, May 10, 2015

Promo: Wolf Hunter

Today, we have one of my good friends and local author, Linda Thomas-Sundstrom! I'm so glad to finally have her on the blog! Note: She LOVES werewolves.

Title: Wolf Hunter
Series: Wolf Moon, #2
Author: Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Publisher: Harlequin Nocturne
Release Date: May 1, 2015
Pages: 233
Buy Links: Amazon | BN

Blurb:

Sworn enemies fated to be supernatural lovers... 

Only a few know about a race of Lycans hidden deep within Miami's underground. And those who do not embrace the wolves seek to destroy them. Cameron Mitchell has sought to protect his kind...at any cost. But one beautiful woman may be his undoing. 

Born into a family of wolf hunters, Abby Stark has never actually confronted a Lycan. Then Cameron steps out of the shadows and Abby is overcome with the need to be devoured. With her father vowing to destroy all of Cameron's kind, Abby knows they have no future. Coupling with a were is not her destiny. Yet walking away is proving impossible.


About the Author
Linda Thomas-Sundstrom is an award-winning author of contemporary and paranormal romance novels and novellas, with books published by Kensington Brava, Amazon Montlake, Harlequin Nocturne and Harlequin Desire.

Linda lives in the west, and is a teacher by day and a writer by night. She loves more than anything to write, has a million ideas in her head, and hopes you will come along on the wild, wonderful ride with her.




Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Promo: Enemy of Mine

A little bit of time travel today. Are you ready?

Title: Enemy of Mine
Series: The Glimpse Time Travel, #1
Author: Red L. Jameson
Self-Published
Release Date: October 1, 2014
Buy Links: Amazon | BN | iBooks

Blurb:

Kidnapping mortals to different eras is such fun. Trickster muse sisters, Clio and Erato, call it a glimpse, but military historian Minerva Ferguson, Erva, is fairly certain she’s gone nuts when she wakes two hundred miles from her apartment. And two hundred years in the past to Brooklyn, 1776. In an unfamiliar manse, during the American Revolutionary War, she’s not too sure how to regain her sanity. Especially when she realizes whose mansion she’s just woken in, the one British general she studied more than anything else, Lord William Hill. 

When Will hears Erva’s screams of panic, he breaks down a door to save her, even if he can’t quite remember why she’s visiting. She calms, though, the instant she sees him, as if they’ve known each other for eons. From the second he sees her dressed in a toga made from a bed sheet to later when she’s with his troops, wooing them with her musket skills, he realizes he’s smitten. But he’s a weary soldier, shrouded in grief, while she reminds him of a sun goddess. Is she too good for him? Lord, how he wants her to want him. 

How could Erva not fall for a guy who accidentally quotes a Cheap Trick song? But now she has to get to the bottom of if Will is really a rake, how to stop one of the most important battles of the war, and lastly how to stop her insane crush on the general. After all, he’s going to die in less than a week. 

The muses have to work fast for this glimpse. But that’s when they work best. And as explosions erupt through New York, sometimes it’s not from the artillery. 





“Why are you—” She stopped herself again. This time she bit her lush bottom lip and looked away.

“Why am I what?” He should have let her question falter, but he had to know for himself if she were a spy or not. The more questions she asked, the more she would reveal herself.

The anomalous thought flittered through his mind though that he wasn’t too sure if he cared if she were a spy.

She glanced back up at him, her eyes wide and timid. “Why are you here?”

That, he hadn’t expected. A spy would wonder about his men, his drills, his arms, anything else that mattered to the war. Not a philosophical question about why he was here. But even the reason why he was here could be used against him, if court martialed. He hadn’t realized that thus far. Then again, he’d thought he wouldn’t have survived this long in the war. In his mind, he would have no reason to be court martialed. He wouldn’t be alive for it.

She licked her lips and slightly shook her head. “I mean, you didn’t vote for any of the acts the Americans protested. The newspapers said that you didn’t support any kind of action against the Americans. You don’t support this war, yet here you are. Why?”

“Why not?” He tried to deflect the conversation.

She narrowed her eyes, no longer looking sheepish but challenging, ruthless, and so lovely. He liked her best like this, shooting faster than most of his men, speaking of sedition to his superiors, the Howe brothers. Lord, how he liked it when her eyes caught fire and turned back into dark red-brown honey. His veins pumped his too hot blood through his body.

“Why not, hmm?” She gave him a wicked smile. “Why not, indeed. I think you don’t want to be here.”

“On the contrary, there is no other place I’d rather be.”

She blinked, then caught his meaning that standing so close to her was exactly where he’d love to be. Arching a blonde brow, she said, “You know what I mean, obtuse man.”

He silently chuckled at his new name.

“I think you don’t want to be in this war.”

He felt his own mirth leave his face. “You might be right.”

“Then why are you here? Why do you fight? Especially so efficiently?”

“Do I?”

She growled, making Will grin again. “Quit evading the questions with your own.”

“Why? This is fun.”

She smacked one of his shoulders, then he caught her small hand in his.

“Is this fun for you too?” he asked, carefully gauging her reaction as he twined his fingers through hers.

She didn’t look at their hands. Instead, her gaze was focused on his chest. He especially enjoyed that, as if she found him desirable. Lord, he hoped so, that he wasn’t making a fool of himself.

She never answered, but looked up at him, her long lashes batting. He took hold of her candle and set it on a nearby table. In so doing he’d gotten that much closer to her, and just as he was thinking of holding her other hand, she reached up, probably on her toes, and kissed him. This time he reacted immediately. His lips melded with hers. She tasted strongly of mint, and he licked the seam of her lips to enjoy. She opened for him, and he dove his tongue into her mouth. God, she was sweet. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and he pulled her closer by holding onto her not-corseted waist. Next her tongue was inside his mouth, and he couldn’t help but pull her even closer, her stomach against his, her breasts crushed against his chest.

Will felt Erva fiddle with the ribbon at the nape of his neck, and his hair was released from its hold. Instantly, her hands raked through his mane. It gave him silent permission to finally take hold of her tresses with one of his hands. Pure silk ran through his fingers. He loved her long hair, so wild and free this moment. Like the color of corn silk, Erva’s locks were close to white with a light dandelion sheen. He fisted what he held, which tilted her head back, all the better to deepen the kiss. She moaned into his mouth. All his blood rushed south. That little noise was his undoing.



About the Author

As a military historian by day, sometimes Red does feel a bit clandestine when she writes romance at night. No one knows that while she researches heroes of the past and present, she uses everything for her characters in her books. Her secret's been safe . . . until now.

She lives in Montana with her family and far too many animals but never enough books.

She loves her readers, so please feel free to contact her at http://www.redljameson.com