Monday, August 29, 2016

Review: Six by Ker Dukey

Title: Six

Series: (Book 2) Men By Numbers

Author: Ker Dukey

Release Date: August 6, 2016


I grew up in the foster system and bounced around from place to place. I know what you’re thinking. Bad things happened to me and fucked me up? Don’t feel bad for me. I didn’t know a privileged life, therefore I didn’t miss one. I was what I was and I made it work. I actually had a few good homes in my lifetime, met some good people, but that’s not what my story’s about. It’s not a Romeo and Juliet saga either, even if our stories do revolve around a similar basis. I knew a real love, a rare love, a love between two people that were never supposed to fall in love. Rival gang members are never allowed to fall in love and it cost us everything. The things I learned growing up the way I did is this: Love is deadly and often not real. People come and go and only the rare few stick around when shit gets tough. I learned the hard way what lurks behind false smiles, and that deceitful truths get whispered in sexual moans. I was taught that dark souls are not born but created, and you can avoid them, hide from them or learn and become them.

Revenge sculpted and molded me into the darkest of souls, and with my wrath comes agony and torment more severe than hell itself. I took out six of the men who hurt my woman and I will be coming for the rest. Get in my way and I’ll come for you too.

 ~Book Links~

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~My Review~

Disclaimer: I received a complimentary ecopy in exchange for nothing more than an honest review. All thoughts and opinions expressed in this review are entirely my own.
Six although part of the Men by Numbers series can be read as a standalone; this is exactly what I have done. This is the very first book by Ker Dukey that I have read, and Oh my what a start! I've now purchased Ten, Empathy and the Empathy series box set!! :)
Six has had a pretty rough start. His life has been full of revenge and murder. He purposely keeps everyone at arms length not wanting them to get to close, and fiercely tries to protect the ones he cares about. I have loved reading about Six and what makes him tick.
Misty was left somewhat more mysterious, only just touching the surface of her past, I don't know if this was intentional or not, that said it doesn't take away from the story overall in any way. Misty is no push over; she's a fighter, and she knows that she wants Six!
The question remains will Misty chip away at Six's walls and resolve?
Ok... This is my first encounter with Ker Dukey's work and it will definitely not be my last. I loved this book. I firmly agree that it can be read as a standalone and without causing any confusion; but I most certainly will be reading Ten very soon.
The plot is fantastic, it flows seamlessly from one POV to the other, each POV is also clearly labelled, so there is no confusion over who you're with. I felt as though a couple of parts were a little bit rushed but it still doesn't take any of the enjoyment away.
The characters were multidimensional they had their pasts, their secrets and their motives for each and every decision they made. There were times when both Six and Misty were well and truly under my skin and times when I wanted to slap the pair of them.
Ker Dukey's writing style is really good too, she has written some very dark scenes extremely well. The flashbacks that Ker has used are well placed and add to the overall experience.
Overall it has been an absolute pleasure to read Six, and I'm so glad I was given this oppportunity. I enjoyed reading Six so much I'm really looking forward to catching up with Ten and Ker's other books too.

~About The Author~

I have always had a passion for storytelling, whether it be through lyrics or bed time stories with my sisters. I wanted to be an actress growing up so I could live many roles but I learned early on that my mind was too active… I would want to change the script.I would watch films and think of ways they could have improved the story if they took another direction so i thought it best that I tell my own.

My mum would always have a book in her hand when I was young and passed on her love for reading, inspiring me to venture into writing my own. I tend to have a darker edge to my writing. Not all love stories are made from light, some are created in darkness but are just as powerful and worth telling.

When I’m not lost in the world of characters I love spending time with my family. I’m a mum and that comes first in my life but when I do get down time I love attending music concerts or reading events with my younger sister.

~Where To Find Ker Dukey~

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Sunday, August 28, 2016

Spotlight #3: Carmilla Voiez and The Erotic Tales of Carmilla Voiez

As mentioned over the last few days we've been spotlighting the lovely author Carmilla Voiez and her books. (I missed yesterday's post, Sorry, bad Lou). Today we've got the last of the 3 and we're looking at The Erotic Tales of Carmilla Voiez...


Pansexual fairy tales of desire, delight and gentle domination, including - A Christmas Carole (F/F pantomime romp), Silk (Romantic M/F supernatural erotica), Sex Magic (F/F supernatural dark erotica), Dreams of Saturnalia (M/F fantasy erotica) and Jack & the Beanstalk (F/F and M/F fairy tale parody).

~Book Links~

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Here's a couple of teasers and excerpts from the book...


Carole sighs again when she sees the length of the queue.

‘Isn’t Santa a bit busy? Maybe we should come back later?’

‘No,’ Amy says. Her eyes mirror the stubbornness of Carole’s sister when they were children. ‘I don’t mind waiting.’

Child and aunt step forward as more eager children and bored-looking guardians join the queue behind them. Another eternity, a hundred more baby steps forward and they push through a curtain of foil to the grotto. A jangling rendition of "Jingle Bells" fills the space. Plaster of Paris elves wrap gifts and fairy lights twinkle above like stars. Amy gasps.

Carole smiles and gently squeezes her niece’s hand. Ahead an elf whispers to parents, adding children’s names and ages to an electronic "good list". The elf steps closer. Above the circles of rouge on the woman’s heart- shaped face are soft brown eyes with heavy lashes. Her short black hair is tucked behind prosthetic ears, but it is her smile which makes Carole’s heart beat faster.

~Excerpt 2~
Within the circles of his enhanced vision, she danced. Her hair as black as night and her skin like moonlight, she twirled and angled her body as gracefully as any ballerina, but with movements that looked spontaneous and natural. She seemed completely unaware of him. She danced for herself, enjoying the motion of her naked body in the cool evening breeze.
She was complete and perfect. Time seemed to stand still as he watched, and David’s heavy breathing became the only sound - an orchestra for her performance. Unable to tear his eyes away from the dance or from her lithe, elegant limbs and delicate, rounded breasts and buttocks, David watched. In spite of the cooling air, perspiration gathered on his face and hands. His penis hardened within the confines of his linen trousers.

He wanted her more than any woman he had ever seen. He knew he needed to have her.

She bent over and he saw, framed by her buttocks, the soft, pink tinted lips of her sex. He panted as he strained his eyesight, fiddling with magnification, begging the binoculars to push between those lips and discover everything about her. He wanted to explore every secret her body held until he knew her, completely.

So now we've looked at The Erotic Tales of Carmilla Voiez, here's a bit about Carmilla and the places that you can stalk her...

~Author Bio~

Carmilla Voiez is both an author and a writer/activist in the arena of sexual politics. Unlike her dark, disturbing and challenging novels which deal with a multitude of themes, she writes uplifting, sex-positive and feel-good erotic tales. These short stories reflect the beauty and life-confirming aspects of female sexuality.

~Places To Stalk Carmilla~

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Friday, August 26, 2016

Spotlight #2: Carmilla Voiez and The Ballerina and The Revolutionary

As mentioned yesterday over the next few days we're going to be spotlighting the lovely author Carmilla Voiez and her books. Yesterdays post spotlighted Carmilla first and her Starblood Trilogy. Today we're looking at The Ballerina and The Revolutionary...


Vivienne realizes she is dying. All she wants to do is see her daughter Giselle one last time and apologise. But Giselle no longer exists and it is Crow, a gender-queer anarchist, who returns to a family home that is plagued by ghosts and violent memories.

With the help of a shaman ze met in a dream, Crow unravels terrifying family secrets, hoping to find closure at last. But can anyone survive the shadows that lurk behind these fairy tales?

~Book Links~


Intrigued? I know I was. Here's a couple of teasers and excerpts from the book...



"My name was Crow. I was nineteen years old and had spent most of my life trying to escape all forms of hierarchy, most accurately portrayed for me, by the image of the matriarch, i.e. my crazy mother.

Mother’s name was Vivienne. We didn’t look alike, we didn’t act alike and we certainly didn’t think alike. Vivienne was a prima ballerina before she gave birth to me and I had all the grace of an elephant. She wore long, floating skirts and big jewellery, while I felt more comfortable in combats and t-shirts and hated the long hair she made me wear as a child, a symbol of begrudging femininity that never felt comfortable. My head was shaved now, much easier.

As far as I could remember I had always hated her, and she me. I never figured out what she wanted from me and simply assumed it was my unhappiness. Once free of her oppression, I naturally transferred this simmering animosity to other unworthy authority figures, but things were rarely as simple as they seemed.

I survived the blow from the shield, although the crowd were moved on and the building cleared. A pity really, another community space handed over to the country's rich elite. It made my head spin. I never understood the principle of profit over people. There were a lot of things I didn’t understand, but in the end I was a fighter and I guess I existed outside of society. It was easier that way, less complicated, and I could keep my priorities in check. I liked to think of myself as a freedom fighter, like my dad. The squat had everything I needed and I did a bit of this and that to make enough money to feed myself. All I had ever wanted was to survive and be free.

It’s why I left home when I did, at thirteen."

~Excerpt 2~

"I thought I heard footsteps in the room above - Vivienne’s room. At first I assumed it was the sound of old water pipes shaking until I heard the sound again, more clearly than before. Hackles up, I silently put down my cutlery and pulled the knife from my bag. I slipped off my boots and crept up the stairs.

Portraits loomed over my head. I shrank beneath the weight of their stares. My ears grasped echoes of resentful whispers and I hung my head in shame. Ashamed of what? I couldn’t remember, not really, perhaps it was purely that I wasn’t more like her.

I faced her door, shaking with fear, expecting her to rush out at any moment, screaming my name or slapping my face. I concentrated on my breathing, trying in vain to calm down. I was grown up now. She couldn’t hurt me anymore.

Mastering my fear, I opened her bedroom door and inspected the empty room. Vivienne’s huge bed crouched in the corner like a monster ready to pounce. Shadows lingered at the edges, a dark audience to mother’s regular performances. The air smelt stale. It reeked of old perfume, sweat and sex."

...There is also a FB party for the release of Starblood Graphic Novel on September 30th. Fancy joining us? here's the link... 


So now we've looked at The Ballerina and The Revolutionary, here's a bit about Carmilla and the places that you can stalk her...

~Author Bio~

Carmilla Voiez is a new voice in the world of horror and dark fantasy. Her imagery harks back to the writings of Clive Barker and H P Lovecraft, but her voice is uniquely female. A varied diet of feminism and activism, a deep love of horror and a fascination with the Goth aesthetic created the creature of darkness we find today. Her books are both extraordinarily personal and universally challenging. As Jef Rouner of Houston Press once said - "You do not read her books, you survive them."

Carmilla lives in North East Scotland and finds inspiration in the wildlife, castles and desolate places that surround her. She lives with her two children, cats, and a poet, by the sea.

Carmilla's short stories can be found in a number of anthologies, including Klarissa Dreams. Her novels "The Ballerina and the Revolutionary" and "The Starblood Trilogy" are available for Kindle and in paperback. The Starblood graphic novel with art by Anna Prashkovich is due out on Sep 30 and the team have already started work on Psychonaut the graphic novel. A complete collection of her short stories "Broken Mirror and Other Morbid Tales" is due to follow in 2017. Carmilla Voiez also writes erotica and a collection of these stories is available for Kindle.

~Places To Stalk Carmilla~

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Missed yesterdays post and The Starblood Trilogy? Catch up here...

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Spotlight #1: Carmilla Voiez and The Starblood Trilogy

Over the next few days we're going to be spotlighting the lovely author Carmilla Voiez and her books. I'll be starting by introducing you to Carmilla, then I'll continue on to her books and of course all the places you can stalk her and find her work. Without further ado I present CARMILLA VOIEZ...

~Author Bio~

Carmilla Voiez is a new voice in the world of horror and dark fantasy. Her imagery harks back to the writings of Clive Barker and H P Lovecraft, but her voice is uniquely female. A varied diet of feminism and activism, a deep love of horror and a fascination with the Goth aesthetic created the creature of darkness we find today. Her books are both extraordinarily personal and universally challenging. As Jef Rouner of Houston Press once said - "You do not read her books, you survive them."

Carmilla lives in North East Scotland and finds inspiration in the wildlife, castles and desolate places that surround her. She lives with her two children, cats, and a poet, by the sea.

Carmilla's short stories can be found in a number of anthologies, including Klarissa Dreams. Her novels "The Ballerina and the Revolutionary" and "The Starblood Trilogy" are available for Kindle and in paperback. The Starblood graphic novel with art by Anna Prashkovich is due out on Sep 30 and the team have already started work on Psychonaut the graphic novel. A complete collection of her short stories "Broken Mirror and Other Morbid Tales" is due to follow in 2017. Carmilla Voiez also writes erotica and a collection of these stories is available for Kindle.

~Places To Stalk Carmilla~

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So now we've met Carmilla, lets take a look at her books. We'll start with The Starblood Trilogy...



Satori, an adept Chaos Magician, casts a spell to try and win back his lost love, Star. Lilith, mother of demons, has other ideas. Summoned by Satori's magic, she makes it her mission to manipulate and separate the doomed lovers.

Satori knows he and Star are meant to be together. He battles demons, travels worlds and even transcends death for her but, however much she begs, he can't grant her the freedom she craves.

The Starblood Trilogy is a tale of sorcery, demonology, murder, sexual obsession and Gothic subculture. In the words of Jef Rouner (Houston Press) "You don't read [Carmilla Voiez's] books. You survive them." and Starblood may be the most brutal female-centred horror of them all. Winner of numerous indie awards, The Starblood Trilogy is being adapted into a series of graphic novels with art by Anna Dmitrieva.

"Carmilla Voiez is more of a singer than a writer. She tells her compelling story in a hypnotic, distinctive voice that brings her eerie world vividly to life." Graham Masterton.

~Book Links~

Intrigued? I know I was. Here's a couple of teasers and excerpts from the book...


Chapter 1
Satori stands in the centre of his bedroom. His fingers and the lace cuffs of his shirt are stained from the charcoal he uses to scribble symbols. Markings cover every surface: the bare floorboards, ceiling and walls. Even his wardrobe and door are covered in intricate black sigils.
He unbuttons his shirt, swearing as he leaves fingerprints on the cotton. After tossing the garment on to his bed, he unzips his jeans, and forces the denim over his legs and to the floor. Standing naked, he smells himself. There is no trace of her scent on his body. Realising this feels like losing her all over again.
His fragile-looking, angular body is lost in the forest of writing. It expands around him, a web of ancient knowledge. The tips of his fingers prickle with energy.
He pulls silver rings from his fingers. Pushing back his shoulder-length hair, he removes the hoops from his left ear, and finally the silver stud from his sharply pointed nose. His jewellery jingles like tiny bells as he lets it fall, scattering like distant stars across the midnight duvet. On his pillow, dozens of photographs lie like fallen leaves. Some are intact but most are torn or defaced. Her face holds his thoughts for a moment: pale, perfect and framed by a mass of ebony curls. He shakes his head to clear her image. After this is over he will make her love him again. Maybe she will beg for his forgiveness. A wolfish grin grows across his face at the thought of Star on her knees, begging him to take her back. He licks his lips. His face feels hot, his body cold. In spite of his impatience to start the ritual, he waits. Sucking deep breaths in through his nostrils, he collects his thoughtshe mustn’t rush. He must be in control of himself and his desires.
Whispering, he draws the same glyphs on his body. He starts with his toes and the soles of his feet, moving upwards and over his skin with practised dexterity. Charcoal drags against his skin, which blossoms pink below each mark. The growing tattoo obscures his features.
Although he knows the words he needs to say, he reads the passage again, to be certain. He draws two circles on the floor and steps into one of them. With the fingers of his right hand he traces a pentagram in the air before him. Then he recites the words, his voice slow and clear, pronouncing each syllable with care.
‘ … This is my will,’ he says finally.
~Excerpt 2~
Satori does not want to step towards her. She is Star, but she is more and less than that. She is a dark goddess, mother to a demon child, terrifying in aspect, but at the same time she is destroyed, ravaged and broken. Yet he knows these things are surface. He feels a force behind them, brightness and strength. It frightens him.
‘Hurry up, Satori. What are you waiting for?’ Star asks.
He swallows hard and pulls himself to his feet. His muscles shake as he takes two steps towards her. The stench of her putrefying flesh unmasks him and he weeps.
‘Stay strong,’ she tells him. She untangles one arm from the child and reaches behind her.
The disturbed baby swivels its head and looks towards Satori. Its green eyes do not blink and when it smiles, teeth like needles decorate its mouth.
Star reaches towards Satori. Jewels glint in her fist: his dagger. He forces his arm towards her. When their fingers meet an icy chill burns his skin, but he does not let go. He grips her delicate fingers in his own and remembers how she used to be.
‘I love you,’ he says.
Her smile grows wider and blood drips from her mouth. ‘I know,’ she answers. ‘I love you too.’


Mark pulls his coat around him. A fire crackles in a metal bin at the other side of the tunnel. Its promise of warmth calls to him like a siren, but the crowd around the flames warns him to stay back. Who knows whether they are friend or foe? Hiding is safer.
He wonders whether he will see his mother tomorrow. If I do, will I be too frightened to confront her? Why should I be afraid of anything? I’m her son. She has to love me, doesn’t she? Even so, fear consumes him. Greedy faces look at him in expectation, fear in some eyes and desire in others. Everyone seems to want something from him, while all he wants is to be left alone. If only I could wear a cloak to shield me from their prying eyes. The filthy stink of his body should be camouflage enough, but it isn’t. They see him, the real him, through the grime and they want him. He doesn’t know exactly what they want, but he is certain it is something he isn’t willing to give.
A can rattles at the end of the tunnel. Mark looks up and sees a group of young men stride through the darkness toward the fire. The men move confidently and appear strong. They do not shuffle or wheeze. This is not their home. So why are they here? Is it for me? He hears cruel laughter and his body stiffens.
The people around the fire notice the strangers approach. Mud-stained heads turn and grimy bodies jerk inelegantly around the flaming bin. The light in the tunnel shifts and dances. Through strobe-like illumination, the men approach. They look more menacing than ever as their shaven heads are thrown alternately into shadow then light.
The leader twists his arm and a heavy chain uncoils by his side. Mark pushes himself further into shadow as the strangers move closer to the hobos around the fire.
‘Fuck off!’ A drunken man lurches from behind the fire bin towards the group of skinheads.
‘What did you say, Grandpa?’ The leader strides towards the swaying man.
The drunk shakes his head, thinking better of his plan and moves to walk away.
The man with the chain lifts his hand and cracks his metal whip against the skull of the staggering drunk. The vagrant’s knees buckle and he falls to the floor. Stagnant water rises around his body. The skinheads gather around the fallen body like hyenas. Mark notices a thread of blood flow from the man’s head, making the water around him pink.
...There is also a FB party for the release of Starblood Graphic Novel on September 30th. Fancy joining us? here's the link...

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Review: Vampire Cread by Rain Grey

~Book Info~

Title: Vampire Creed
Author: Rain Grey
Genre: Paranormal Romance (17+)
Publication Date: June 2016


Barnaby Blaine Rice was a Vampire born in the depression with a very special power to see who people truly were. After a long, empty existence of witnessing the darkest points of humanity, Blaine happens to encounter a beautiful married woman named Mary Slate. Unable to handle his love for the beautiful human, Blaine accidentally kills another Vampire over her and is put under a serious debt with the Vampire Council.
Blaine reluctantly forces himself to forget the woman and allows her to live her life without his intervention. It wasn’t until 50-years-later that the distant memories of the captivating Mary are brought back to the surface. Blaine has the pleasure to encounter the young Wendy Slate, granddaughter of Mary Slate after a criminal vampire keeps her hostage. Blaine got there in time to stop the criminal, but not to stop the beginning of Wendy’s transition into Vampirism.

As he was forced to sire her into this new world, he discovers that Wendy is the most amazing person he’d ever met. Wendy has to make a life-altering decision as Blaine has to deal with his blooming feelings for a woman who was identical to his first love. This modern love story introduces the most influential turning point of these lovers’ lives.


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~My Review~

Disclaimer: I received a free ecopy as part of this blog tour and in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions expressed in this review are entirely my own.

Let me start by saying that I thought Vampire Creed by Rain Grey was a really good book but I was left feeling a tad underwhelmed and I'm unsure why.

Barnaby Blaine Rice; Blaine was born a vampire a long time ago. Blaine fell in love with a married human, and killed another vampire over her. This meant that Blaine was in debt to the vampire council as his punishment for killing another vampire. Blaine's latest task set by the council is to look after and protect Wendy.

Wendy Slate was attacked and kidnapped by a vampire, and is now in a state of transition from human to vampire. It is at this point that Blaine breaks in and rescues her from this vampire. Once away from her captor Blaine gives Wendy a choice. She can complete the transition to vampire or not complete the transition and she will die. Wendy's choice is...

When women who look like Wendy begin turning up dead, the vampire council task Blaine with finding out who is responsible and putting a stop to it.

The plot is clear and well thought out. The pace is good, it starts a little slower and gathers momentum. There is a good amount of background information and it was given at the appropriate points within the story.

The characters were good, they showed some development and had plenty of emotion, making them appear realistic. They interacted with each other well too.

I personally didn't feel an attachment to them or as though I was fully immersed in their lives but I honestly don't know why, even after waiting 2 weeks before writing my review. I guess it's just one of life's little mysteries!!!

If you like vampires, vampire romance or supernatural I would recommend giving Vampire Creed a go. It is a good book.

~About the Author~

Rain Grey is a psychologist by profession. However, she has been writing books since she was fifteen years old. She loves anything supernatural and her favourite genres are vampire Romance and ghost fiction. Her home in England is close to the town of Stratford Upon Avon, where William Shakespeare was born.

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Monday, August 22, 2016

Cover Reveal: Ready For Flynn, Part 3 by KL Shandwick

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Ready For Flynn, Part 3 by K L Shandwick

Life for Flynn and Valerie hadn't always been easy. A series of tragedies finally brought them together, and twists of fate made them what they are. An undeniable love keeps them together, but is young love enough in a world full of temptation? With Flynn's career on the line can he accept what Valerie proposes? He knew he could trust her with his heart, but is that the same as believing in her? He knew she could be persuasive and he wanted to give her the world, but was she ready to take the world on with him?
(A contemporary rock romance 18+)
Scheduled for release 22nd September
Cover model: Burton Hughes
Photographer: Eric Battershell, Eric Battershell Photography
Cover Design: Russell Cleary

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Heavy-duty glass stairs and banisters lined the route to the plush flooring on the upper floor. Ten square open seated areas faced the main dance floor allowing us to mingle with the other VIP’s if we wanted to socialize. We were led to the first one on the right, and I couldn’t help but notice we’d snagged the best spot because we could see the DJ and the crowd dancing below. Even though we were cut off from the main dancefloor, we still felt a part of the normal stuff happening below. Six bottles of champagne were already chilling in coolers on the side tables dotted between the deep red velvet seating as Amber ran excitedly toward the area and sat rubbing her hands on the soft material, “Thank you, guys. This is absolutely unreal. I can’t believe you’ve done all of this for us.”
Valerie smiled and snuck her hand up the inside of my shirt, “You’re incredible, Flynn. Look how happy she is. Thank you, for planning this.”
“I did this for us as much as for them. How often have I had the time to spend having slow sexy dances with my girl?”
Apart from our night in Chicago, I’d never taken her dancing. I planned to straighten that out.
“From now on Valerie, we’re ditching all the shitty parts that go with RedA, and we’re going to have some fun. Taking her by the hand, I led her over to the plush sofas and sat on one taking her down with me sitting her on my knee. Surprisingly, she straddled my lap and planted a wet kiss on my neck, “Mmm, very nice,” she murmured as she shivered and wiggled her pussy on my hard dick.
“You’re a fucking tease, you know that Ms. Darsin?” I snickered and cupped her ass in the palms of my hands while I stole a deep, passionate kiss.
We were interrupted when Kayden tapped on Valerie’s shoulder and bent to speak in her ear, “I’d rather you were a bit more restrained in front of me, Sis,” he scowled.
Valerie glanced at me and smirked knowingly, “Kayden, what are you, my dad? Flynn’s a rock star, he’s got a reputation to keep, you’ll just have to suck it up,” she retorted, before pulling my hair back and kissing me again.
Breaking the kiss I chuckled when I saw Kayden rub the back of his neck because I knew he wanted to knock me the fuck out, but Valerie had spoken, and I was damned if I was going to apologize for kissing my girl.
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Cover Reveal: GRIT Sector 1: The Uprising by Rebecca Sherwin

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The Uprising Ebook~Book Details~
Title: The Uprising
Series: GRIT (Sector 1): Book 2
Genre: Dark Romance
~Book Blurb~
I thought he was mine.
He belonged to the underground.
I wanted to know every secret.
I thought we were safe.
I thought we had won the fight.
Trixie Ashford-Blackwood is now a part of a world she had no idea existed a mere few months ago. Married to a vigilante, heir to the throne of the organisation governing London, and chasing her own tail as she tries to uncover more clues about her purpose within GRIT, Trixie is battling against time as much as she is her husband. She has no idea what lies ahead, no idea who the man is who lays with her at night, and no idea of the traitors hiding in plain sight, waiting to spill her priceless blood. Elias Blackwood continues to fight his urges. He controls his desires, keeps the beast contained and refuses to acknowledge the risk that he may let loose on his wife. GRIT is slipping through his fingers, his control wavering with every minute that passes, while betrayal runs rife within the ranks of his army. He fights against time, and the people who are trying to bring the king of the empire to his knees; to not only keep them alive, but save a city that is drowning in evil and debauchery. But GRIT aren’t the only people working the Capital. Someone else is watching them. Analysing them. Preparing to strike. Someone else is preparing to step up and threaten their place on the throne. Someone is about to declare war on GRIT. An uprising is upon them. No one could have foreseen the betrayal. No one could have anticipated the devastation they would soon have to face.
***** Warning: GRIT is a dark romance series. There are no rainbows and butterflies.*****
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Friday, August 19, 2016

Release Blitz: Regeneration by Tessa Rose

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Book: Regeneration
Series: World Of The Whispers
Author: Tessa Rose
Genre: Fantasy YA
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Darcey Brooker is a teenage girl, who lives with her aunt because her mother died when she was only ten years old. She thought she was an ordinary girl, but that all changed when an ugly demon tried to take her away from her school. Thankfully for her, a young Whisper Fighter saved her by the name of Theo Lockhart. He was handsome and dangerous, with the ability to conduct some sort of magical power with his mind! It was all strange to her, but Darcey discovered that this was her birth right, as she is also a Whisper.

Darcey now has to learn the ways of the Whispering world and help save the human race against all things evil. Along with Theo and the many new Whisper friends she makes on the way, Darcey finds out her family before her has kept some secrets and has to fight against the seductive dark side.

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Tessa Rose is a British Young Adult author.
She loves everything to do with YA and has always wanted to reach into the genre. Tessa Rose likes to add a little romance to her YA fantasy novels, and loves a touch of magic.
When she isn’t writing, Tessa is either running after her crazy children, hooked on another TV show or reading. Her addiction to YA started with her love of Harry Potter at a young age and it didn’t stop there.
Delve into Tessa’s fantasy world, I promise you won’t forget it.

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Tuesday, August 09, 2016

Spotlight: 2 Books by Jason Ellis

It's time to spotlight an author and his work. This is a new author to me and I am yet to read his work. He is a UK author and I'm very pleased to be helping him out. Please keep reading for more about author Jason Ellis and 2 of his books...

The first book I'm spotlighting of Jason's is: 

Female: 918: Part I: Exist & Survive (Exist. Survive. Live.)


There are seventeen inked dots on the inside of my left forearm - to indicate my age - plus the identifier, F-918. That is my name, the only one I have ever been known by. -- A future impossible to imagine. The world is a connected entity, covered in train tracks which link countries and floating cities. The advancements in technology and science also carry a darker edge. Slavery has returned. People are grown to serve. Executions are commonplace to keep the workforce in line. -- I am a biological product. I am here solely to serve and toil for others. I do not have any rights, I do not have a name or a voice that can be heard in the world, except my own thoughts, my own internal monologue. -- Many disagree, and argue on behalf of the slaves, for a fairer way of life, yet their words change nothing. One path remains. Brutal. Necessary. War. -- I hear the rhythmic thud of military boots as a platoon of soldiers hurtle towards us both on their way to secure the area. The boy stares at me again. Despite his injured lip, he manages a smile and his eyes widen. "… And we're going to win," he says.

~Book Links~

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The second of Jason's books I'll be spotlighting is:

My Long Journey To Sincerity: Elana Mayne


I'll be donating a percentage of royalties from every sale of this one to ME/ CFS research :)

Another shift in the dream occurs before I receive an answer. I'm now standing at the front door. "Goodbye, Mother, Father. I'm so sorry about everything. I will come back to you, even if it takes me the rest of my life, I will find my way back to you." My mother wipes a tear off of her cheek. "Be safe, Elana. You know we will always love you … we'll always trust and believe you." My father stands just behind her, emotional himself yet keeping his silent, stern exterior. "I love you too, Mother … and you, Father." I hold out my hand. I want to feel the touch of my parents one last time … know their comfort … The hallway darkens. I see my parents standing hundreds of feet away, unreachable … then the darkness swallows everything like an insatiable beast.

A future not so far away ... the world changed after the virus. It spread across the globe at a cruel speed, cutting through the population with no remorse. Every aspect of life transformed: the balance of power, law, education ... the very core of society itself became moulded by the new global power. They control everything. They are Central Government.

Sixteen year old Elana Mayne overhears a secret conversation and witnesses a terrible crime. Her world crumbles afterwards and she is lost, surrounded by lies ... changed forever. Can she learn to trust again? Can she fight the regime that betrayed and so easily abandoned her? Is she capable of revenge?

~Book Links~

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Now for a bit about the author himself and some stalker links:

~Author Bio~

Jason is a man of mystery and doesn't have a bio, but I'm sure if you join him on one or all of his social links then you may learn a little more about him! We can however see what he looks like:

~Places To Connect With Jason~

Facebook | Twitter | Amazon Author Page | Goodreads Author Page