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BLP THOUGHTS………. Confused, perplexed and disappointed


Most of time, as we live in different countries and have our time taken up with that inconvenient issue called real life – you know, pesky things like kids, husbands, family, work – our book conversations are usually messages or occasional long phone calls when we can find time when we’re both free, so it’s a treat to have a rare weekend together to talk books, authors, blogging, reviews, signings, social media and everything in between. As these convos have lasted into the early hours we found ourselves disappointed, perplexed and somewhat confused, hence this post and the title……..

When did this universe of words, characters, stories and worlds, this common love of books become the multi-headed monster of darkness, nastiness and negativity that the social media book world unfortunately so often is of late?
Where did the pleasure go??? 
Creativity creates beauty and the stories we escape to, be they m/m, f/m, menage or group, be they paranormal, fantasy or contemporary, sexy and hot, be they BDSM, vanilla or any variety of kink you can think of, the world of romance books has something for everybody, to satisfy all and every appetite no matter how different that palate might be…. so where did this intolerance for the right for people to have their own likes and dislikes, that has grown to the proportions seen at the moment, come from? When did it become acceptable to NOT be able to express your enjoyment or disappointment in a book without the anonymous keyboard warrior trolls making it too uncomfortable to do so?  When did this entitlement to dictate to an author how they should write their characters or the direction the story and/or series should take? On the flip side when did it become okay for an author to set her street team onto other authors or readers/reviewers for giving an honest opinion?
Where is the love? Tolerance? Patience? 

Debate and discussion done with respect enriches the soul; words are powerful and as readers and authors we should know and remember that, but increasingly, this book world that we all involved in, in different ways, has become a mean girls mentality drama-fest of nastiness and negativity.

Social media while letting us interact with like-minded bibliophiles can, at times, be a dark monster created by the unprecedented access to the indie authors we love, which has led some readers to feel entitled enough to dictate the direction and content of the next book or series, to demand a time frame for a book and woe betide any author who dares to have real life interfere with these expectations.
Several years ago some of the Facebook book groups where we discussed our beloved fictional characters were made up of women we felt so comfortable with that discussions were not just about books but life – our kids, our men, our fantasies, sex, toys and rock n roll. Many a night was spent laughing and enjoying each others company, over many miles, countries and time zones friendships were made, including this one between Tracy and I, these groups and chats had no judgement, no bullying, no negativity, we laughed, educated, talked and listened. How many of those exist now in that same form? How many have been joined and left over these years as they have developed and changed but not in good ways? How many of you have given nothing more than an opinion only to be jumped on and made to feel uncomfortable, unwelcome and unwanted?
So I’ll ask again…….

Where is the love?

Where is the patience?

Where is the tolerance?


Remember that heady feeling when an author who had given you hours of escapism and pleasure with characters, who still live in you as real, interacted with you.
Remember the friendships made, the fun times, the laughs, the giggles and the gasps. Wind the clock back and enjoy the good that social media brought to our lives, kick out the judging, the bullying, the negative and the nasty.
Bring back the pure pleasure, after all isn’t that what romance should be?
~ Rebecca’s Ramblings

NEW RELEASE ~ Moonlight (Moonkind Series #2) by Ines Johnson


She was no damsel but he rescued her anyway.



You can never go home again…

Viviane Veracruz is on her way home from university with a degree in one hand…and a baby in her belly. Desperate to escape the judgement of her family, she accepts a sexy stranger’s offer to pose as the father for a few days.
The plan is for him to run off leaving her family none the wiser. But the longer Pierce Alcede stays, the more she can’t let him go.

Home is where the heart is…

Pierce Alcede has finally come to terms with the fact that he is a lone wolf, prone to roam the wilderness alone and never settle down with a family of his own. When he meets a pregnant woman in need, he thinks nothing of stepping in to take the brunt of her family’s ire. But somewhere between working on the Veracruz Ranch by day and climbing into Viviane’s bed at night, Pierce forgets to run away.

Can a woman searching for a place to belong find a home with a man who lives to roam?

Moonlight is the second in a paranormal romance series full of alpha men and the strong, capable women that bend them to their knees. If you like a touch of magic in your romance novels, then you’ll love the witches, fairies, and wolves in the dystopian world of the moonkind.


“Is this seat taken?”

The husky feminine voice called Pierce’s attention away from the window and up long legs, down dangerously curved hips, around high, pert breasts to end at a heart-shaped face engulfed in a halo of dark curls. The dark curls and lush curves marked her as a wolf.

Pierce cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. He motioned with his hands for the she-wolf to take the place across from him. She struggled to lift her luggage into the overhead compartment. Pierce stood to offer assistance.

“I’ve got it,” she insisted and hefted the bulk over her head with a grunt.

Pierce stepped back. He was used to strong, independent women. He’d been surrounded by them his whole life. He took no offense that this woman didn’t want his assistance. That didn’t mean he wasn’t a gentleman. He waited to be sure she’d secured the case. Then he waited some more until she was seated.

When she’d finished with her case and stepped into the booth, she stopped in front of her seat and blinked at him. Confusion and then irritation played across the angles of her beautiful face. Her brows rose to her hairline. She tilted her head towards his seat. When he failed to sit down, she motioned with her hand.

Pierce flustered down into his seat, averting his gaze. Had he made a mistake? Perhaps she wasn’t a wolf? Perhaps she was a witch?
It wouldn’t be the first time he’d mistaken a witch for a wolf. His last encounter with a witch -on a train no less- had led to a wedding. It had nearly been his wedding. Until his older brother, Jackson, had stepped in and claimed Lucia as the mate to his soul. The wolf and witch lived happily in a quaint little cottage in the woods.

With Pierce now in his seat, the woman sat. She crossed those mile long legs. Then she cleared her throat.

Pierce blinked. Then he realized; he’d been staring. That’s when he knew she wasn’t a witch. Had she been one he’d have been under a spell by now.

He looked up to offer a sheepish apology. When his eyes met hers, his breath caught in his throat. Beneath the halo of dark, thick hair she had eyes of the lightest blue. Pierce had seen the ocean of the Arctic. That body of water was a dark, murky swamp compared to the crystals set deep in this woman’s face.

He was a lone wolf, prone to roam. He was also a man with needs. Both man and wolf salivated at this woman before him. He was certain his interest was plain. He heard himself panting. His mouth watered. He brushed his thumb at the corner of his lip to capture the drop of evidence.

In response, the she-wolf closed her eyes and sighed. Her foot tapped an irritated song on the floorboards. She turned her head and focused her attention outside at the scenery.

“This is beautiful countryside,” he tried.
They were now far from Sequoia and nearer to the Mexican border.

“Yes,” she said. She turned her head from the window and produced a book from the bag in her lap. She held the book up in front of her face, blocking him from her beauty.

 The terse response indicated that she wasn’t interested in him. It should’ve turned Pierce off. It didn’t. The last thing he wanted was an entanglement. Her disinterest in him would serve him well. If he could flip that disinterest, and by extension her, on its back for the morning.

Pierce rarely went for she-wolves. The hot-blooded females could form attachments with males who were not their mates. It was in their natures.

He saw no bite marks on her collarbone. He scented no other wolf on her skin. Though he noted a male scent; probably human. Wolves played with humans, but they didn’t mate for life. Which meant she likely wasn’t looking for any entanglements herself. If he could just capture her attention, he might spark her interest.

“I hope you don’t mind my saying,” he began, a wolfish smile on his face. “But you have the most beautiful-”

“You know, I’m perfectly fine if we dispense with all the niceties and sit here in companionable silence.” She said it with the most polite, most beatific smile.

That smile made Pierce’s blood pump and his cock harden. He’d give her anything to keep her smiling at him like that. “If that’s what you wish.”

“It is.” She aimed the smile pointedly at him.

From his peripheral view, he caught a look at the stupid grin on his face in the glass window. “Then that’s what you’ll have.”

“Thank you.” She pulled the book up, hiding her smile and those eyes, breaking the spell. With her smile gone, Pierce’s grin turned into a frown. He read the cover of the thick book in her hands; Sheep Health, Husbandry, and Disease. He doubted it was for pleasure reading. Perhaps it was a textbook? Maybe she was a student? Sequoia University was near the train station.

“Are you a student?”

She lowered the book and arrowed those light-colored eyes at him. “I thought we agreed to dispense with the niceties?” She smiled, but the facial expression was tight and full of annoyed patience.

His wolf wanted to poke it with his paw. “I can’t help it. I’m always nice. My mother raised a gentleman.”

Her false facade dropped at the word gentleman. “The only time males are gentlemen,” she practically spat the word, “is when they want to get up a female’s skirt.”

Pierce’s eyes darted to those long legs and the hem of her skirt. By the time he made it back to her face, he knew he was caught. He put on his most winning smile. This smile had gotten him an A in Ms. Peckham’s Chemistry class even after he failed both the midterm and final exams. Fairies fell to their knees at this smile. Hell, even a witch had fallen under the spell of this smile. Pierce launched it at the wolf across from him.

Before he could put forth words, she opened her mouth to speak. Then she swallowed. She rubbed her hand over her flat abdomen. Finally, she lurched forward, vomiting in his lap. So much for his A game.

MoonriseBook 1 in the seriesmoonrise-copy

Sometimes love at first sight needs a second glance.

It’s love at first sight when Lucia rescues a charming wolf shifter from certain death. She’s sure he feels the same way and will tell her so—just as soon as he wakes up from his coma. To remain by his side at the emergency room, she pretends she’s his mate. But her resolve is tested when she gets a glimpse of her fake-mate’s brother.

For months, Jackson has sensed that his fated mate was near. When he enters his unconscious brother’s hospital room, he instantly pounces on the beautiful, curvaceous woman he finds there, ready to mark her as his. Until he learns his brother got there first. Jackson’s skepticism about their mating grows the more he gets to know Lucia. She has nothing in common with his wayward brother, but she checks everyone of Jackson’s boxes.

As Jackson and Lucia fight their attraction, the rest of the family embraces Lucia as one of their own. But what will happen when his brother, her fake-mate, wakes up?

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The ride across town was a blur. On the streets, Jackson defied the sped limit, sirens blaring.

Once he reached the hospital, he tore through the doors, startling the woman behind the desk. “PPU,” he flashed his badge. “Pierce Alcede’s room.”

The woman scrambled and gave him the room number.

As Jackson stalked down the hall, he caught another whiff of that tantalizing scent. It nearly knocked him off his course, but his mind deftly shifted to his brother.

Inside the room his brother lay limp on the hospital bed. Pierce had grown smaller since the last time Jackson had seen him. Or perhaps it was because he lay prone and helpless in a bed. The sharp angles of his cheeks appeared gaunt. He needed a shave. The fuzz on his chin and cheeks were overgrowing as it tended to do with wolves in general, but the Alcede men in particular. It also looked as though it had been a while since Pierce had had his haircut. Pierce never groomed as much as Jackson, because unlike Jackson, Pierce rarely had to make himself presentable doing a job he didn’t find fulfilling. No, Pierce got to traipse around the world and get into fights with humans over protecting a witch.

Before Jackson’s irritation at his brother could take hold of him, Pierce pulled in a struggling breath and then settled once more. Jackson sighed and released his anger at his wounded baby brother.

He took a deep breath and the tantalizing scent from the train station reached his nose and diverted his attention. The scent was a light layer on his brother’s skin, beneath the antiseptic and other chemical smells the doctors used on him. What the hell was that?

It appeared to grow closer and denser in his nose as though it were enveloping him in a balloon; expanding wider, a wave growing larger. The door to the hospital room opened, and the wave crashed into him.

Standing just inside the door was the most beautiful woman Jackson had ever seen. She had a mane of thick hair. Her skin was a cross between raw honey and an almond, perhaps honeyed almonds because that’s exactly what she smelled like.

She had her back to him and he caught the shapely hourglass figure that could only belong to a wolf woman. Fairies were tall, thin waifs. Witches, what few he’d encountered in person, were strong and muscular. Human women ran the gamut, but none had the curves of a wolf.

And then she turned.

Her face was perfection. Heart-shaped with a full set of lips that parted as she saw him standing there. Her dark eyes widened. She opened her mouth and said something, but the scent of her fogged Jackson’s brain and the single word didn’t translate.

Jackson’s canines watered. His claws pierced the tips of his fingers. The pain distracted him, and his wolf slipped its leash. He was on her before he could stop himself.

She gasped in surprise as he pinned her to the door. His body flush with hers, but not quite touching. Only a half an inch between his chest and hers. His legs boxed her in below. His arms caged her in. They were nose to nose. The taste of her breath on his tongue was nearly enough to make him raise up the thin dress she wore.

But he couldn’t do that. He didn’t even know her name.

“Tell me your name.” It wasn’t his voice. It came from within. It was the wolf’s deep growl.

The woman—no, not the woman—his woman. His woman flinched. She gasped in a breath, taking away a tendril of the scent. The loss felt like an ocean going down a drain.
From within, Jackson grabbed at his wolf. But the beast swatted his attempt away. It was in full control. The honey-brown tint of her skin was slowly changing to shades of silver.

“Please,” the word came out a grumbled plea. It was the best the wolf could do being this close to the woman he knew was his mate. Jackson’s upper lip grazed her nose as he said the word. She shivered in the cage of his arms. It took all of Jackson’s inner strength to hold the wolf back that half of an inch between his body and hers. “I want to know what to call you, besides mine.”

She tilted her head up at him. Her dark eyes widened even more. “Yours?”

Jackson’s lips curled up in a possessive smile. He knew he must look possessed. But she didn’t run. She didn’t flinch. She stared at him, caught in this trap.

She was a wolf. She knew she could reject him. She also knew it wouldn’t mean he wouldn’t let her go so easily. He would pursue her until she gave in or she accepted another’s suite. Even then, his feelings would never likely die. That was the way of male wolves.

But she didn’t run. She kept perfectly still.

Of course she knew if she ran, he would chase. He would track her and when he finally caught her, he would pin her down and lick, nip, and stroke her into submission.

By the Goddess, he wanted her to run. Jackson’s hand slipped to the door handle, prepared to turn it to give her a head start.

And then she spoke. “My name is Lucia.”


Over this man’s broad shoulder she spied Pierce lying prone on the bed. In an instant, the man she’d planned to spend the rest of her life with was blocked from her view, and all she saw was the beast of a man who held her captive in his churning gaze.

His eyes bored into hers. There wasn’t a thought of fear in the layers of brown and bronze and gold. There was only hunger. With every flick and twitch of his irises Lucia felt herself being devoured.

He held her there. She was free to move, but her body was entirely immobilized, captivated by his gaze.

A wave a panic hit Lucia. Was she under a spell? Could this be a warlock weaving his magic into her brain to leave her a spineless, whimpering damsel in distress? Would he put a gold ring on her finger and rob her of her will and her shoes to become barefoot and pregnant for the rest of her days?

A low growl escaped the man. Not a growl, more like a purr. There wasn’t any menace in the sound. It wasn’t the dominant sound a predator made when it spotted easy prey. The sound that emanated from the chest of this large man with soul-brown eyes reminded Lucia of evening prayers. The sound was reverent, humble, grateful.

Any ounce of fear, any thought of flight, fled Lucia’s very being.

The cauldron of his eyes traced each of her brows, every lash on her left then her right eyelid. They burned a path down her nose, hanging on the tip. When the corner of his mouth hitched up in a grin, she pressed her thighs together, certain her undergarments were about to slip off her hips.

“Tell me your name,” he said in a voice that was barely human. “Please? I want to know what to call you, besides mine.”

“Yours?” she asked.

Lucia’s heart pounded in her ears, drowning out any sense. This man—no, this wolf had called her his. He was claiming her. A wave of pleasure rolled down her shoulders and settled low in her abdomen when he’d called her ‘mine.’ She wanted him to say that word again, and then again.

It had been so long since she’d felt like she belonged. For the past ten years since her mother’s passing, she’d felt like a burden to Mother Sage. She’d felt like an outsider in her coven. She’d felt so alone since her mother had returned to the Goddess. But this wolf wanted her name.

The myths and lore about there being power in names held a fair amount of truth. When you called out someone’s name, you captured their attention. When someone affixed their name to a piece of paper it transferred power. When a woman took a man’s name, it consolidated power. There was an awesome amount of power in names.

She gave him hers.


These stories are based on my favorite holiday movies. Starting around November, cable channels start to run romantic comedies like While You Were Sleeping and Moonstruck. I will stop what I’m doing and watch these films, even if I catch them in the middle. What gets me each time is that love comes to the characters unexpectedly and they’re helpless to do anything about it.

Although I’m a fan of romantic comedies on cable, I’m not the hugest reader of that genre. I like a touch of magic with my romance novels. That got me thinking; What if these books were set in a paranormal world? I wrote Moonrise my adaption of While You Were Sleeping in December. Then in January, I penned Moonlight after I caught Keanu Reeves stomping grapes in A Walk in the Clouds. And in February, I adapted the Cher classic Moonstruck into Moonfall with a wolf that is barely on this side of sanity, but he loves hard. Enter my paranormal romance series full of alpha men and the strong, capable women that bend them to their knees. If you like a touch of magic in your romance novels, then you’ll love the witches, fairies, and wolves in the dystopian world of the moonkind.


What got you started in writing?
I come from a family of storytellers. My mother would talk your ears off for hours and my father is a songwriter. I began my storytelling career in television, where I still dabble from time to time. A few years ago I’d written a script that I thought would make an excellent book, only I didn’t know how to write a book. So I took a couple of classes and started querying. I never received a single rejection letter. Instead, I got no responses at all in the beginning! But I never gave up and I never stopped writing. Wait, isn’t the definition of insanity?

How do you get your ideas for writing?
I’m a very bad Buddhist. I sit each week in sangha, which is similar to sitting in a church pew on Sunday. In a sangha the teacher, think preacher, will lecture on spiritual teachings and guide the group in mediation. During meditation when I’m supposed to be getting my zen on, my mind always wanders back to the teaching and turns it into a story.
What do you like to read? Perfect heroines are boring and unrealistic to me; they must be flawed in some way. I prefer stories where the heroine’s a strong, bright, and successful in their careers but are clueless and inept in their love lives.

How long did you write before you were published?
I went to school for producing and screenwriting, and worked in the broadcasting industry for over a decade, before trying my hand at novel writing. I wrote my first novel in 2009. It was based off a script that I wrote but couldn’t find the financing for. I was so proud of my work, but readers and critique partners noted that it was evident that I was a screenwriter and didn’t understand the mechanics of novelization. Screenwriting consists of action and dialogue. That’s it. In scripts, there is no internal monologuing and setting is minimal. I had some learning to do. Five years, and a ton of classes later, I’ve got four published novels lush in setting and internal angst.

Generally, how long does it take you to write a book?
The first time I tried to write a book it took me one year to write the first three chapters because I agonized over each word choice. Now, I believe in fast drafting. Vomit the story onto the page without a care for comma placement. All told, it takes me about six months from the first drafted word to the final polished manuscript.

I take three to four weeks for the first draft, which I call The Dirty. I let The Dirty breath for as long as I am able to be parted with it -usually a week or two. Then I come back and Sweep up the grammar and plot holes, which usually takes another three to four weeks.

Next I send The Swept draft out to my trusted critique partners. When it comes back I Clean it up for another three weeks focusing on my weaknesses, which is setting. Finally, I send The Clean manuscript off to the copyeditor for two to three weeks. When it comes back I Polish up all the commas and rethink my overused words. Then I hit publish, and start all over again!

What genres do you write?
I write romantic erotica, paranormal romance, and fairy tale retelling romance novels. Notice the romance in each genre. I began writing YA, but realized my love scenes were too hot for teens!

What is the most you have written in one day?
The most I’ve written in one day is 4551 words. How do I know that? Because I keep a log. I record what plot point I was writing, where I wrote, what time I started writing, how long I wrote, and my word count.

I typically Fast Draft with a friend; a competitive friend. I recommend writing along with competitive people. It forces you to get the words out. I also believe in incentives and I give myself stickers when I meet my word count -a trick I learned stalking Laini Taylor’s blog.

What are you currently reading?
I’m reading a nonfiction book called “Sperm Wars: The Science of Sex” by Robin Baker. The title reveals the subject matter. It’s about what goes on inside a fertile woman’s body. Did you know that less than 1% of sperm is designed for fertilization of the egg? There are Terminator sperm that engage in warfare with enemy sperm from the PartTime Lover. Its fascinating! Its research for my current WIP.

What are your current projects?
There are so many stories in my head begging to get out. I’m drafting the fourth book in my fairytale retellings where all the heroines are single mothers getting a second chance at love. And, waiting in the wings is my new adult, science fiction romance, which is an ode to the sun.

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 Ines  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.

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It’s Winter – Eve Langlais and FUC Bring Me A Smile

We FLOVE Eve Langlais too!!!!  ❤

It’s Winter – Eve Langlais and FUC Bring Me A Smile.






New Series by Nina Levine 
There will be FIVE books in this series that each will  and I have titles and links for you.

The first book will be out on the 23rd February.

Mark your diaries.
We’re in for a wild ride.

“I’d sold my soul a long f*^king time ago.” ~ Kick (Relent)



We’re on a rant…. ‘cos some people really need to get a bloody grip!!!!

We love reading, it’s an escape, a change of scenery, heart stopping, blood boiling, heartbreaking, uplifting, depending on the read it can bring you down for a bit – especially if you end in a book funk after a fanfuckingtastic read – but the best thing is that you follow the characters and enjoy the ride….

I’ve just read a post on Penelope Douglas’ website (check out the link below) and I really believe that some readers need to get a bloody grip….. And others need a right good smack round the head!! 😦

A good few of the authors we read write the stories that their characters tell them. The tale may begin heading in one direction but often, at some point along the way, there’s a turn, they backtrack or come to a fork in the road that changes the actions of the characters and therefore changes the story…. We trust the authors to run with this, to tell the tale from the characters ‘eyes’ and POV and we know that it’ll all work out in the end – even if that ending isn’t what we ever hoped for!!


Penelope Douglas’ Post….


My 2p worth ~ Tracy

Jeezuz, what is it with some folk?!?! Where do these people get off contacting an author like that to tell her what/what not to do with her book?!?

These are the AUTHORS books, the WRITERS characters… THEIR characters tell THEM the story… regardless of whether things go the way we would like them to or not.

FFS, life doesn’t always go how we imagine it will, what makes a book any different??
Just because we image character x, y or z should behave this way or that or do/say a certain thing doesn’t mean that’s gonna happen.

For someone to say they won’t be buying another books or that they are adding an author to their ‘banned list’ just because they don’t like the way a certain couple/character is headed/acting or whatever is just bloody ridiculous…. Worse still is that they demand the author to write/rewrite the book a certain way…. That shit is NOT on!!!

Haters are always gonna hate – it’s sad but true…. If you, as a reader, don’t like how a book/series is turning out, do the stand-up, decent thing and walk away…. Take your thoughts, keep them to yourself and walk the hell away…. There’s no need to plaster spoilers on GR, tell us that ‘xxx’ doing ‘yyy’ is gonna ‘ruin the couple/relationship/series’ or for you to badger, harass, bully or belittle the author and their work because they don’t share your opinion of how things should go.

In Penelope’s case, I’m nervous about what’s gonna happen in Aflame, but like a lot of others readers who love her books, I’m sure it’s gonna be a roller-coaster journey (and gods yeah, I might want to get off a time or two during the ride!!) but I KNOW that she’ll give us a helluva book and things will be great!!!

**If you feel my comments fit you, don’t take it too personally, after all, it’s just MY opinion!!!!!

PS ~ Rebecca sent me this link. In the words of Becs, Nora Roberts/J.D. Robb is a classy lady and she’s just earned herself another fan!!! 😉


My Thoughts ~ Rebecca

Social media is a double edged sword. It enables authors to interact with their readers as never before, it’s a huge, wide reaching platform to promote their work on, it’s also unfortunately a place for the rudely opinionated to abuse and bully them. Instead of being a healthy pleasant environment where we can support and connect with our favourite authors and other readers, be part of groups of likeminded peeps and follow blogs looking for the next recommendation to feed our one click addiction it has, on occasions, become a breeding ground that exemplifies the old saying “ familiarity breeds contempt”.

Our access to authors is unlimited online, people can hide behind their FB profile; it’s not real is it? I’d like to think that this is the excuse some of them have for thinking that the rude, unconstructive criticism that for example has been directed at Pen Douglas over the last couple of days, that Madeline Sheehan suffered last year, that I saw directed in a FB group at Kristy Bromberg yesterday but, if I’m honest, I believe it’s an arrogance born from this unprecedented access; that perceived familiarity.




Yes you can argue they put themselves in the public eye, not disagreeing with you. Yes, how they interact and behave on these media platforms influences us but that’s ok, there are buttons – unfriend, unfollow, leave group – easy peasy, job done with no unnecessary drama and bullshit if you don’t like the way they are. But the nasty bitchiness that gets thrown at them…………….

*Why isn’t the next book out yet?

*Why didn’t you answer my pm immediately?

*Why aren’t you writing it this way?

*What’s the next in the series because I can’t be bothered to look at Amazon?

Blah blah blah…………..

*The next book isn’t out because it’s being written as the creative juices flow, as the voices talk in the heads of the people who don’t think about writing but DO IT.

*Your pm wasn’t answered immediately because the author has a life, kids, family, probably another job as well, no assistant, no huge publishing roadshow to deal with such things, and oh yeah, refer to the above probably busy trying to write the next book in between answering emails, pm’s, interacting on social media, and yes, pesky real life.

And so to all those who believe they can write it better, that it should be this way, this character should do this, how could you do that to my beloved character ??? Go write your own book then.
Or trust that, if it’s an author whose work you love, they know what they’re doing, that those voices talk to them and take the story where it needs to go – not always happily, not always the way we foresee, sometimes leaving us with a big ugly cry but memorable and awesome just the same. And just a thought but even with a favourite author or beloved series we will still always have some we like more than others, some we connect with better, we don’t have to adore each and every one.

Constructive criticism is one thing, rudeness and drama are another. Everyone has opinions, it’s an interesting world with huge choice options in it because of this, but the way we express those opinions needs thinking on sometimes before that ‘enter’ button gets pressed and those words are out there for the world to see: virtual or not, feelings and emotions need to be thought of, they’re real and we are human.


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As you probably know, Rebecca and I are Paranormal lovers (well, more like complete #parawhores!!!) 
It’s our go-to genre of choice!!

One of the first #PNR author books I picked up was from Felicity Heaton.
I love how she builds her worlds and the characters she brings to life!!! 

Her latest release is book HER AVENGING ANGEL, story #7 in the HER ANGEL series.

Here’s a little more about each book. If you love paranormal and angel in particular, this is a great series that you should check out!!


Her Dark Angel - Paranormal Angel Romance Ebook

An angel trapped in Hell for centuries, Apollyon is tired of guarding the Devil. He longs to break free and feel the wind in his feathers, but he cannot leave the endless darkness without permission from above. When he senses someone calling him, he seizes his chance for freedom, but soon discovers the call came from a beautiful woman he has watched over from Hell, a woman who casts a spell on him and awakens the darkest desires of his heart.

Serenity is shocked when a wickedly sensual black-winged angel shows up in her city of Paris claiming that she called him when she was only casting a simple vengeance spell. He’s no other than the angel of death! When the lethally handsome warrior offers to obey her and give her revenge, Serenity can’t resist the temptation, but can she resist the forbidden hungers the dark angel stirs in her?

Intense and passionate, Her Dark Angel is a tale of desire and deepest forbidden love guaranteed to set your heart racing.

Her Fallen Angel - Paranormal Angel Romance Ebook

An angel accused of a crime he didn’t commit, Lukas has been cast out of Heaven and sentenced to live in the mortal world. For three years, he’s searched for a way to prove his innocence, and for three years, he’s been falling for a beautiful mortal female. When Heaven strips him of his wings, Lukas seeks solace in alcohol, but finds it in Annelie’s arms.

Annelie fell for Lukas the moment he walked into her bar. The tall, sensual blond sets her heart on fire with his otherworldly green eyes and wicked smile, but he’s seriously out of her league. A single heated kiss unleashes Annelie’s passion and she seizes her chance and Lukas with both hands, but in the light of day she discovers that he’s not the man she thought he was—he’s an angel.

Lukas will stop at nothing to prove both his innocence and his love for Annelie, but when he discovers who framed him and she ends up caught in the crossfire, will he be strong enough to protect the woman he loves and fly away with her into their forever after?

Her Warrior Angel - Paranormal Angel Romance E-book

One of Heaven’s top hunters, Einar is on a mission to uncover why an angel was working with demons. When he finds the first demon fighting a beautiful woman, he intervenes and saves her life, even when he knows Heaven will hold it against him. The alluring, lethally seductive female is half demon.

There is no love in this world more forbidden than that between an angel and a demon.

Taylor vowed long ago to protect her city from the lowest demons and she isn’t about to let an angel waltz in and take over, and she’s certainly not about to fall in love with him, even if he is gorgeous. Determined to do her job as a hunter, she convinces the dangerously sensual warrior to team up with her, but as the mission leads them deep into the city’s demon underworld, desire flares white-hot between them and not even fear of the consequences can stop the flames of their passion from consuming them both.

Can a love so forbidden ever have a happy ending or are they destined to break each others hearts?

Her Guardian Angel - Paranormal Angel Romance Book

A love so strong it will shake Heaven and Hell.

A guardian angel dedicated to his duty, Marcus will do whatever Heaven asks of him, but even his loyalty has its limits. When his superior orders him to gain Amelia’s trust through seduction, Marcus starts to question his mission and his feelings for the beautiful woman he has watched over since her birth.

Amelia has gone from one bad relationship to another, so when a gorgeous guy moves in next door looking like Mr Right, she hopes he doesn’t turn out to be another black knight in disguise. But there’s more to Marcus than meets the eye, and when he rescues her from three demonic men, Amelia is thrust into his nightmarish world. On the run from demonic angels and the Devil himself, aided by warrior angels and their amazing women, Marcus and Amelia discover a love that will last forever.

When the strength of that love is put to the test, will Marcus and Amelia win their fight for survival against the odds or will they lose in a deadly eternal game between Heaven and Hell?

Her Demonic Angel - Angel Romance Book

A demonic angel with a heart of ice, Veiron walks a dark path with vengeance on his mind. Nothing will sway him from his mission to destroy his master… until he risks his life to enter Hell once more to save a mortal female. The fiery beauty makes him burn with hungers he must battle and needs he cannot deny, tempting him to surrender body and soul to her.

Erin is convinced her refusal to do the Devil’s bidding will see her die in a terrifying realm straight out of her nightmares. The last thing she expects is the lethally sensual warrior who breaks into her cell and awakens the darkest desires of her heart and a fierce longing to know the heat of his caress.

Pulled into an incredible world where war is set to ignite and darkness is on the rise, Erin races with Veiron to escape the Devil’s legions in a journey fraught with danger and filled with passion that flares white-hot.

When Erin is faced with a life-shattering realisation and an extraordinary destiny, will their love give them the strength to battle both Heaven and Hell or will they be parted forever?

Her Wicked Angel - Angel Romance Book

The King of Demons and the Devil’s right hand man, Asmodeus is a dark angel born of evil and created for destruction. When his master orders him to venture into the mortal world and retrieve a female for him, he seizes the chance to leave Hell for the first time, uncaring of what the Devil has planned for her… until he sets eyes on the most beautiful woman he has ever seen—a female who awakens new feelings within his black heart, unleashing passion so intense that it controls him and desire he cannot resist.

He will not let his wretched master have her. She will belong to him.

Liora is a witch with a bad reputation and an obsession with fighting demons. A mission gone wrong sees her sent to Paris to cool off, but when a dark and deadly warrior with a gaze of golden fire lands in her life, she ends up burning hotter than Hell for the wicked angel. Nothing will stand between her and the immense, forbidding male. Not her cousin. Not Asmodeus’s sworn enemy and twin, Apollyon. And certainly not the Devil.

Caught up in a tempest of danger and soul-searing passion, can they survive against the odds and seize their forever after?

Her Avenging Angel - Angel Romance Book

Once a proud angel of Heaven, Nevar is now a servant of Hell, bound to a new master—the King of Demons. Consumed by darkness and driven to seek revenge, he set in motion a series of events that awakened the Great Destroyer, a force that will bring about the apocalypse. Now, he is the creature’s master and the fate of our world rests in the hands of an angel with only darkness in his heart.

Lost in the mortal realm without any recollection of how she came to be there, Lysia is only aware that she has survived a great battle. When she stumbles into a demon bar, she finds more than a chance to discover what happened to her—she finds a dark and deadly angel warrior who stirs fire in her veins and awakens soul-searing passion she cannot deny.

With the mounting threat of the Great Destroyer, the forces of Heaven and Hell against him, and a band of dangerous angels intent on capturing Lysia on his heels, can Nevar protect the beautiful woman who is light to his darkness and find the strength to save the world?

Read more about the series, including excerpts, and find buy links at Felicity’s HER ANGEL PAGE


When I set out to write the Her Angel romance series, I knew that I wanted to write about angels who were still working for a higher power, and that most of them would reside in Heaven, and some of them have turned and joined Hell. I didn’t want to write your typical fallen angel stories. I wanted that added complication of them being still in active service. I feel it adds to a story and gives it a unique twist that other angel romances lack, and also gives it a dash of the forbidden, which I love to write in a story.

Because my angels are still working for the man, I had to think a lot about how they would work and what Heaven would be like. I considered that there would be angels who did different duties and eventually formed several divisions of angel, and decided that each of those divisions would be identified by their appearance. All angels wear armour under normal circumstances. They have a short breastplate and back plate covering their upper torso, and vambraces that cover from their wrist to elbow, as well as greaves that protect their shins and also their boots. Around their hips they wear a loincloth and an armoured skirt type affair, a little like Roman soldiers. The armour of each division is a different colour, as are their wings.

In the Her Angel series, there are four main divisions of angel serving in Heaven. The angels of death all wear black armour with gold edging and detailing, and have beautiful black wings. The angels responsible for intervention and mediating, sort of like what we think of as a regular angel, all have white armour with gold detailing, and white wings, and often use white and gold spears as their weapons of choice. The hunter angels, those responsible for tracking demons and killing them, have tawny wings and brown armour with dull gold detailing, and prefer swords. And finally, the guardian angels have blue armour with silver detailing, and silver-blue wings, and often use spears to fight with too.

Each division has different responsibilities, although all of them are obvious from their division titles, with the exception of the guardians. They do more than just guard. The guardians are split into subdivisions of those who watch over mortals, those who guard Heaven against intruders and act as wardens in the containment facility where demons are kept for questioning, and those who escort mortal souls through Heaven or to Hell on death. Marcus in Her Guardian Angel was the sort of guardian who did many duties, including helping out the other divisions when they were short on staff, and shepherding souls, and then ended up watching over mortals when he lost his wings to a curse, which is how he ends up being Amelia’s guardian angel.

The angels all have different abilities too, although they all share certain common skills such as being able to cast a glamour on themselves to hide their wings and change their appearance to mortal eyes so we don’t see them as angels, and making themselves invisible to mortal eyes during flight, or materialising their weapons and armour from thin air, or making objects appear or disappear in the same fashion. They are all very powerful and otherworldly beings, although some are far more powerful than others, and that all depends on how old the angel in question is.

Age doesn’t necessarily mean the same thing to them as it does to us though. Age to an angel is about the time of their creation, not about when they were last reborn. There are the original angels, and those are the most powerful, and then the other leagues of angels who were created over the centuries after them. Angels can die but they’re reincarnated back into Heaven in their usual physical appearance, always looking the same age and same hair colour, eye colour, etc as before. The only thing that can change about them is their division. Sometimes angels are born into a different division, so they have different wing colour and a different role from before. This isn’t normally a problem because an angel forgets everything about their past life upon rebirth, and learns everything from scratch again, essentially living a whole new life. There are some exceptions though. Apollyon, from my story Her Dark Angel and who also appears and plays a major role in Her Fallen Angel and Her Guardian Angel too, is one of the oldest angels in existence and is forever reborn into the role of angel of death.

Of course, there are also fallen angels, and then there are fallen angels who have gone one step further and have pledged themselves to the Devil. The angels who serve the Devil have a dual appearance. While they often appear like their Heavenly counterparts, human in appearance with the exception of their scarlet wings, they have a more sinister demonic side too. When they change, they grow in stature and size, gaining almost three feet in height. Their skin turns as black as midnight, and their eyes glow red with the fires of Hell, and their teeth turn red and all sharpen into rows of fangs. The crimson drips from their wings like blood to reveal black feathers, which then fall away to reveal dark leathery dragon-like wings. The Devil’s angels, or Hell’s angels as they’re often called, wear obsidian armour with scarlet edging, and often fight with twin curved blades or a double-ended spear. They retain the same powers they had as an angel of Heaven, but can also cast portals too, allowing them to travel from Hell to the mortal realm in the blink of an eye. Veiron in Her Demonic Angel is such an angel.

The angels in my Her Angel series are very complex and live in an equally complex world. They’re eternal, always reborn on death, and are extremely powerful, although each has a different fighting style and they can all have a special power on top of their normal ones, such as healing, and they live in a society split into divisions and are loyal to their duties and their master. But they’re also men, and are passionate about the women they fall in love with, fiercely protective and possessive, and will do anything to ensure the safety of their woman, even if it means turning their back on their duty forever.

I hope this post has given you a little insight into the angels of my Her Angel series and how they differ from other angel romances

HELP SAVE THE TATAS!!!! with Kristen Hope Mazzola

In honour of Breast Cancer Awareness Month…

Kristen Hope Mazzola is going to be donating 50% of her royalties from the sale of Crashing Back Down from the entire month of October to 


HAPPY NEW YEAR ~ & 2014 Book Challenges!!



Can’t believe that’s us into another year already!! I must be getting old as I’d swear the last 12 months has flown by!!
2013 was a very mixed year for me but one of the biggest highlights was finally getting to meet some of the wonderful girls on our DDD Book Club. We went to Galveston in Texas and had an awesome few days there – having fun, catching up and enjoying a drink or 10!!!  Can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard or as much!!!!  😉 
Loved meeting them all and now we only have 14 months until we catch up again, this time in Vegas – this time there’s gonna be a helluva lot more Divas than last year!!!  😀

This year I once again signed up to the Goodreads Book Challenge.

Last year I chose a target of 50 books – it was the first time I’d done anything like this and tbh, wasn’t really sure how many books I should go for……

I found out my total yesterday – I had hit target (barely) but I thought that was quite good…… Until I started comparing the books on my kindle to those on my GR list and also what I had actually read to what was on my TBR list…..
It would appear that I’ve actually read a fair few more than the 50 I went for…. how many more I’m not entirely sure and I now think it would be too much work to go back over 1300+ books to update the list just out of interest!!!  :-\

This year my target # is 200…… So far I’m nearly finished my first full read of the year (A Carrie Ann Ryan ARC) but I have completed a reread of one of my fave books of last year….. Today, our DDD Book Club is discussing Craving Constellations so I decided a third read was in order last night!!!


I’ve also signed up for Anna’s 2014 Erotic Romance Reading Challenge over at Herding Cats & Burning Soup…..
I’ve plumped for Level 3 ~ 24 Erotic Romances this year…. Think that’s attainable, don’t you?!? Can always revise my target (either way) if I feel I need to…

If you’re interested in joining Anna’s Challenge, check out the details below!!!

We’re hosting an Erotic Romance Reading Challenge in 2014! Hope you’ll join us!

Challenge runs from January 1, 2014 until December 31, 2014 with the goal of reading at least 12 Erotic Romances during the year.

Level 1–12 erotic romances
Level 2–18 erotic romances
Level 3–24 erotic romances
Level 4–30+ erotic romances

**Note** You can change your level at any time. It’s just a starting point   🙂

What counts!

– Every erotic romance you read and review in 2014

– They can be any type of erotica – paranormal, historical, m/m, contemporary, etc

– All erotic romances over 100 pages in length – audio,, print

– Re-reads, cross overs from other challenges

To sign up visit……

The 3rd Challenge is over on our DDD Book Club Group…

2014 Reading Challenge

First challenge. The idea is to read one book from the list in the course of the next 12 months.

1. Read a free ebook.

2. Read a book that the title starts with the letter Q.

3. Clear a book off your TBR which has been there for longer than 1 year.
(If newer to GR than a book that has been on there when you first joined.)

4. Read an historical novel that is set pre. 1600s

5. Read a contemporary book.

6. Catch up on a series.

7. Read the first book in a series.

8. Read a standalone book.

9. Pick it for me – a book recommended by someone else.

10. Read a book which has a purple cover.

11. Read a book not set in your native country.

12. Read a book published in 1998 ( I know, it’s a random date.)

13. Read a book 1000 pages or more.

I’ll keep you up-to-date with how I’m doing on all 3 challenges throughout the year!!!

Here’s to a great year, full of health, happiness and fabulous reads!!!!!  

T  xx 

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