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CARNAGE – VALENTINE`S DAY WEEKEND SALE – 99C
In honor of the one year anniversary of the release of Lesley Jones book Carnage, she will be putting it on sale for Valentine’s Day weekend.
This is not just my top read of 2014, The Carnage Experience of Books #1 & #2 is a top read of my lifetime.
I love him, from the instant I set eyes on him when I was just 11 years old I have loved him and nothing will ever change that, he owns me, he owns my heart and he owns my body and no matter how many lies are told, no matter how many people conspire to keep us apart, despite the fame and the distance, we will find a way.
“Georgia Rae, when we made love you used to cry” … He waits for me to sing my bit. I try to swallow down a sob but I just end up singing through it…
“I said I love you like the stars above, I’ll love you till I die”Carnage is an edgy coming of age love story that breaks all the rules and transcends the decades. Georgia and Sean’s story will stay with you long after you read the final word.
An emotional, smoking hot, gut wrenching read.
When your world, your life and all of your hopes and dreams for the future are ripped out from under you, how do you go on?
Death without dying is not only the most painful kind of death, it’s also the most painful kind of life and I don’t know if I’m strong enough to live it.
I spend my lonely days and nights trying to make sense of what my life has become. Do I have the strength to move forward into the light, or should I just let the darkness take me?
I’m Georgia Rae Layton McCarthy and this is the story of me, just me.
I’m no longer a part of an us, it’s just me.
Alone.By myself
THE CARNAGE EXPERIENCE BY REBECCA
| Thinking Out Loud Ed Sheeran on repeat play – checkBig girl panties on and pulled up – checkStill a sobbing shredded mess four days after reading Carnage #1 & #2 – checkSo where do I start this review? |
Lesley Jones – I Love the Fuck Out of You
That’s where I’ll start.
I’ve spent four days unable to even start trying to put into words how I feel about this book. I am not eloquent enough, humorous enough or clever enough with words to do it justice, but fuck, do I wish I was.
My love of reading has spanned nearly forty years and as an avid reader I have devoured many, many books across different genres with all types of writing styles as my tastes have changed over the years. The list of all-time favourites that I reread to death or the ones that have touched me for whatever reason and stay with me years after is miniscule in comparison to the amount read however, there are many I liked, lots I loved and some that amazed me but Carnage is in that tiny handful that are special beyond words. This crazy talented author has written this story so raw, real, gritty, sad, heartbreakingly crazy beautiful that I am literally shredded after finishing.
I am going to say very little about the story because of spoilers, to experience these books you need to go in blind because you will not see it coming. No way. No how.
I love him, from the instant I set eyes on him when I was just 11 years old I have loved him and nothing will ever change that, he owns me, he owns my heart and he owns my body and no matter how many lies are told, no matter how many people conspire to keep us apart, despite the fame and the distance, we will find a way.
“Georgia Rae, when we made love you used to cry” … He waits for me to sing my bit. I try to swallow down a sob but I just end up singing through it…
“I said I love you like the stars above, I’ll love you till I die”
Carnage is an edgy coming of age love story that breaks all the rules and transcends the decades. Georgia and Sean’s story will stay with you long after you read the final word.
An emotional, smoking hot, gut wrenching read – yeah thanks for that Goodreads, understatement of the century. Four fucking days later and I have the book hangover from hell. I got the “feels” so bad. I cried Ugly Tears when I finished Carnage #1. Sobbed like a crazy woman. Heartbroken and in awe of an author who took that type of chance. Wrote it as it was meant to be, no matter whether that was going to be the popular choice or not.
Since finishing I have stalked Lesley Jones online (sorry I meant researched…) and discovered that initially it was meant as a standalone but, due to popular demand and threats of violence, she did Carnage#2.
This gets difficult because if I put anything about the story of #2 here then I will spoil #1 for you if you haven’t already read it. So I’m only going to quote one tiny sentence that I loved and not disclose any spoilers.
“Life’s fucked, Kitten. It’s cruel and twisted and it does spiteful things to good people. “
And that’s part of why this book touches you so deeply, because life is fucked and sad and crazy and beautiful with sometimes more bad shit than good, with times you can’t seem to claw your way out of but, if you are really lucky friends, family and that special certain someone will carry you through with love, laughter, tears and no bullshit reality checks. Then that fickle bitch Karma sometimes gives you the good surprises and second chances.
The banter, love and affection between characters is funny as fuck especially between two main characters, I adored them together. I also want a brother like Marley and a friend like ‘No Filter’ Ash! As I’m a woman of a certain age I was LMAO at outfits to impress the boyfriend involving stilettos, fishnets and leather – been there, done that, got the t-shirt!
So, as I sit here re-reading this review I’m as unhappy as I knew I would be. Because these books gutted and shredded me in the best, best way and if I had the words you would all be running off to one click them and experience Carnage. But if this means even just one reader discovers them then it was worth me trying.
Lesley Jones has written the most amazing, heartbreakingly beautiful story I have read in many years with such a punch that I will return to these over years to come just because I won’t be able to resist, the draw is that strong.
Lesley Jones I Love The Fuck Out Of YOU!!!!!!!!!!
Lesley Jones Biography
I was born and raised in a small working class town in Essex, just outside of East London. I am married with three sons and in 2006 we all moved to the other side of the world, settling on the beautiful Mornington Peninsula, about 50K outside of Melbourne Australia. It’s a whole new way of life for us down here, we are so lucky to live in such a beautiful part of the world.I am currently a stay at home mum but in the past I have worked at Marks & Spencer, as a classroom assistant/teachers aid and have run my business.
As well as writing, I love to read and have been known to get through four or five books a week. My other interests are watching my boys play football…The round ball version. I am happy to admit to being an addict of social media and I owe a lot to my Facebook and Twitter family in promoting my work. I am also rather partial to a glass… or bottle of wine, a nicely chilled Marlborough Sav Blanc being my favorite. Being a born and raised Essex girl, I will happily admit to be being a big fan of spray tans, Shellac and am regularly, waxed, tinted and sculpted, although I am more likely to be found in thongs/flipflops than a pair of white stilettos these days.
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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ COMPLETION (The Kane Trilogy) by Stylo Fantome
Happy Release Day to Stylo Fantome and her new novella – Completion.
Completion is the final novella in The Kane Trilogy where we finally see The Devil gets his dues.
For those who have not read this series, this is a MUST READ! Fun, sexy and unforgettable!
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The Devil gets his dues
What happens when Satan in the flesh meets Lillith in real life?
Some name calling, a lot of fighting, and even more loving.
For two years, Jameson Kane and Tatum O’Shea have made their relationship work. It might not work for anyone else on the planet, but it’s perfect for them. Their own personal fairy tale.
But can Jameson give Tatum a true “happily ever after”? He’s not sure.
Where would the devil go to buy a throne, anyway?
WARNING: contains little plot, a lot of sex, and was written for the author’s own personal enjoyment.
Also graphic sexual situations and sadomasochistic themes.
The Brazilian made sexy eyes at Ang for a while, but it was obvious that Jameson was her ultimate goal. As they all took their sides of the tennis court, Tate glared as the other woman flirted and touched Jameson. Leaned against him. Breathed on him.
“What are we doing here?” Ang asked in a low voice.
“That chicks wants to fuck Jameson. He’s trying to pawn her off on you. Be sexy,” Tate advised him.
“Bitch, I was born sexy.”
Tate had to agree. Ang was wearing a pair of old fashioned looking Ray Bans, and his hair was cropped extremely short on the sides, but long and wild on top. There was a touch of James Dean about him; something 1950’s. His bad boy smile was firmly in place, and though Isadora was focusing on Jameson, she threw a couple flirty glances Ang’s way.
“Well, sexy it up some more, get her attention. I don’t want to spend the rest of the day trying to talk Jameson out of an orgy,” Tate hissed.
“We could end up in an orgy!?”
“Angier, don’t make me serve the ball into the back of your head.”
Tate was rusty – tennis had never really been her sport. She could knock the ball back and forth, but she wasn’t great. Ang couldn’t play for shit, it was comical watching him lope up and down the court. They both laughed a lot, collapsing into giggle fits enough times to earn a snap from Jameson.
Isadora played the game beautifully and elegantly, like Tate knew she would, and of course Jameson was good at it. If there was something Jameson wasn’t good at it, he simply didn’t do it, so Tate had figured he’d do well at tennis. Together with the Brazilian bombshell, they dominated the game. Tate couldn’t quite figure out why they didn’t switch, place a bad player with a good player, to at least even the odds.
But it quickly became apparent that Isadora didn’t want to even the odds. She cooed in Jameson’s ear, wiggled her ass in his face. Tate spent half the game making puking faces at him, which just earned her wolf grins and him feeding into the flirtation.
“I don’t think she’s interested in my sexy,” Ang informed Tate, looking over his glasses as Isadora bent straight at the waist, keeping her knees locked while she tied her shoelaces. Jameson stood directly behind her, waving his racket at them.
Tate gave him the finger.
“Yeah, we’re not here to play tennis. She invited us here so she could become fuck buddies,” Tate grumbled.
“Wouldn’t be all bad. She’s kinda hot,” Ang pointed out. Tate snorted.
“I didn’t come all the way to Hong Kong to have an orgy with Jameson’s ex girlfiend.”
“Does this kind of thing happen a lot?”
“Yes. We went to the Met gala last fall, and god, what a nightmare. There was this model, some young blonde thing that Jameson had slept with like a million years ago. Followed him around all night. I don’t want to go through that again,” Tate told him.
“What are you going to do about it?” Ang asked.
“Whore you out.”
Before he could argue, Tate jogged up to the net, scooping up the ball as she went.
“Oh, thank you, Tatum,” Isadora gushed in her syrupy accent, running up to the net as well.
“No problem. Say, Ang has never been to Hong Kong before, you should totally show him around after this,” Tate blurted out, not even trying to be subtle.
“Really? I was hoping to catch up with Kane a little more. So little chance to talk during the game. I would be very glad to keep him company while you show Angier the sites,” Isadora offered.
Hmmm, I’m not the only one lacks subtlety.
“See, I kind of had plans with Jameson,” Tate lied. There weren’t any set plans, but she figured she didn’t need them. He was her boyfriend. If she said he was busy, then he was goddamn busy.
“Yes, of course! The party!” Isadora exclaimed. Tate blinked in surprise.
“What?”
“The party! Kane told me all about it, thank you so much for inviting me!”
“Are we gonna play, or fucking chit chat all day?” Jameson yelled from the back line. Tate stepped to the side.
“Your lovely partner was just telling me all about our party!” Tate shouted back, shielding her eyes with her hand. His own eyes were hidden by the bill of his hat, but the set of his jaw was ominous. He wasn’t happy.
“My partner should learn to keep her mouth shut. Let’s finish this game,” he called back.
“Oh, I’ll finish this game, alright,” Tate grumbled, stomping away.
“Something up?” Ang asked, walking up close to her. Tate leaned into him, pressing her face against his chest and letting out a mock scream.
“What the fuck is going on?” Tate breathed, turning her head to the side and resting all her weight against him. “First dinner with my parents. Then fucked up tennis. Now a party? Jameson hates parties, he hates physical activity that isn’t sex, and he hates my parents.”
“Maybe he’s trying to turn over a new leaf,” Ang suggested, but she could feel him trying not to laugh.
“When you’re done dry humping, some of us would like to keep playing!”
Tate glared as Jameson’s voice carried across the court. Oh, so he could let some hoochie Brazilian rub her ass all over his crotch, but Tate couldn’t hug Ang!? Oh, it was on. It was soooooo on.
“Ang, could you do me a favor?” Tate started, running her hands up and down his sides.
“Hmmm?”
“Just go with anything I do.”
“Huh?”
Tate ignored him and peeled her top off. She wasn’t being scandalous, she was wearing a sports bra – there were plenty of women running around the courts wearing the same thing. No, that wasn’t enough to get the reaction she wanted. But turning around and pressing her back to Ang’s front and doing a toe touch stretch, she was pretty positive that would inspire a response.
“Does he look mad?” Tate asked, not even trying to hide her smile as she pretended to stretch from one leg to the other.
“Murderous. Are we trying to piss him off?” Ang questioned.
“Just having some fun, messing with him. He made me sweat with all his flirting, now it’s his turn,” Tate laughed.
“Then let’s make it count.”
Ang smacked her on the ass, hard enough to cause her to fall forward and place her hands flat on the ground.
“I’m not fucking around, Tate. You have two seconds to knock it the fuck off!” Jameson yelled.
“Ooohhh, feels like a challenge to me! Game!?” she yelled back, slowly standing up and stretching her arms above her head.
“Don’t push me – you won’t win.”
“Pffft, I always win.”
Tate spun around, facing Ang as she stretched her arms back, forcing her chest out. Ang didn’t even hide the fact that he was staring at her tits.
“I’m not really sure what kind of game you’re playing, but I gotta be honest, I like it,” he joked. Tate snorted and lowered her arms, coiling them around his neck. He rested his hands on her hips.
“Does he look mad?” she asked. Ang glanced behind her.
“Hard to tell. He always looks mad,” he pointed out, walking backwards and forcing her to follow.
“If he’s standing still, he’s not mad,” Tate explained.
“Oh, then he’s definitely mad.”
“Is he moving?”
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Rebecca
** Warning: This review has no plot, no sex (mores the pity!) and totally gratuitous profanity.It involves completely OTT fangirling of the author with gushing love of the creepy stalker variety. Please have your sick bag ready and be aware of the exits **
Stylo Fantome. Yeah I want you to remember that name. Let’s say it again, Stylo Fantome.
She is without doubt one of THE discoveries of 2014. Her debut book Degradation was outstanding and she just kept going from strength to strength with Separation and Reparation, turning us inside out with the most dysfunctional train wreck of a relationship that’s so wrong it’s painfully right. This extra little novella called Completion is absofuckinglutelyfabulous. It doesn’t even feel like a novella it’s so packed full with development and emotion and it does exactly what the title says, completes the story and completes Jameson & Tate. You won’t want to give them up, won’t want this to be the end, even as fabulous as it is, because these characters will steal your soul. Satan will own you and who the fuck cares??? “Take me now Jameson” will be shouted from Heaven to Hell and everywhere in-between! Or is that just me? Whatever……….
Degradation –
I haven’t in a long, long time read a book that I so loved and hated simultaneously, as fascinated as I was horrified. A train wreck of a relationship, as beautiful as it is broken, brutally raw, poignant, passionate, tragic and destructive. If the Devil had a fucked up contemporary fairy tale it would be this and the ride has only just begun…
Separation –
Who knew the Devil had a soul? With Separation the fairy tale is fucked six ways till Sunday, sideways with a cherry on top. Forget every single feeling and emotion you had in the first because Stylo Fantome twists it, lubes it, fucks it and spits you out the other side knowing you had a fucking amazing bookgasm and were rendered completely speechless and incoherent in the process, satiated and dazed……..
The absolute sheer beauty of it is that while on the emotional journey of this one the author can change every single thing we thought we knew or felt from the previous one. That’s a special kind of talent. I am now totally convinced she will stop my heart with Reparation….
Reparation –
Stop my Heart? Try shredded it, kicked it to the kerb and stomped all over it. Fuck Me!!!!!
The conclusion to this rollercoaster ride had me screaming in my head, “No, she wouldn’t, she wouldn’t fucking take it there, No, oh Hell Fucking No?” so many times I was almost catatonic. Lights were on but nobody was home, speechless and incoherent again but for totally different reasons. For an author in her debut year to have the ability to give you the feels, the good, the bad and the ugly with three books that, while connected, have completely different paces and emotions is quite the feat.
Completion –
Completion made me feel like I was wrapped in a warm blanket, stuffed full of comfort food and surrounded by family and friends – yes I know, real mushy shit but it did! The humour and affection shone through every word and every interaction, Jameson, Tate, Sanders and Ang, all of them creating a warmth, creating their own family, the best kind – choice not blood – and while dysfunction surrounds them they make it their own, take the train wreck and work with the pieces. Stylo yet again writes a book connected to the others, just as addictive to read but fresh, different in style & pace and oh so satisfying and beautiful. This book is full of it (much like Tate!), bullshit and banter, sarcasm and wit, sex, friends and so much more. Sanders is just divine as always, Ang the Porn God is, well, Ang and then there’s Tate and Satan…………….
Two years down the line there is now a stability within Jameson and Tate’s relationship that changes the dynamic slightly in a good way. Of course Tate owns his soul and yes Satan has one (who knew!) the banter between them was just delicious, “ Shut the fuck up “ all the way through made me smile manically no matter where I was, it’s so them! In Reparation I loved how Stylo showed that, while it may not work for others, what they share works for them and in Completion this is underlined and put in bold! I wish I had the words for this pair, how much their journey is just the most amazing, well written, draw you in, spin you around, torture you and then spit you the fuck out, but I don’t – I’m not a writer, I can only say BUY it, one click that bitch. Hide yourself with a stiff drink and come meet Jameson and Tate, let Ms Fantome take you away for a few hours of sheer unadulterated bliss, the odd orgasm or two and make you remember why you read, why imagination is such a powerful and fabulous tool.
Bravo Stylo Fantome, automatic one click for me
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Tracy
Gods, I FLOVE this story…. I adored Satan (who’d have thought it eh?!) by the time I’d finished Reparation but he’d stolen my soul by the end of Completion!!!
The three books in the trilogy were fabulous but this little gem was fanfuckintastic!!!! It really was a Completion of the story of Jameson & Tate.
Two years down the line we get to see how things are going with this pair. Happy and content together but still as kinky, hot, sexy and dirty mouthed as ever – who knew “shut the fuck up” was gonna be such a damned turn-on – it was a fun ride finding out what was in store for them.
Though they have both settled into their life together their banter and arguments are still full on and entertaining. This pairs relationship will never ever be stereotypically ‘normal’.
As for the rest of this little ‘family’ ~ Sanders is striking out on his own and forging a life for himself. Ang is finally the Porn King that he dreamed of being and we catch up with Nick who now has what he wanted but couldn’t have with Tate.
A couple of loose ends were tied up – one of them in particular had me cheering I must admit. There were some laugh out loud moments and Ang and Tate got up to some of their usual ‘lets piss off Satan’ antics.
The only thing that saddened me about Completion was that it was the end of a bloody awesome journey. Stylo has had me caught, bound and enthralled since Degradation and I never wanted the ride to end!!!!
An absolute joy to read, I grinned my way through it and my heart was bursting by the end! Yeah, I’m well aware that that’s a kinda cheesy thing to say – sue me, it’s true!!!!
If you haven’t read any of The Kane Trilogy yet, where have you been and WTH have you been doing?? Go grab your copies NOW and get stuck in….. This series is without doubt high on my list of recommended reads and one of my all time favourites!!!
I can’t wait to see what characters and story Stylo sucks me in with next…. but the one things I know for sure, it’s gonna be interesting!!!!
Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.
Yeah. I think that about sums me up.
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EXCERPT (NEW)
“You gonna sit down or what?”
I sit down. Arguing with him would be futile. We sit there, side by side, staring off down the arrow-straight road, and for a moment I don’t hate him. He pulls a cell phone out of his pocket and taps something into it, and then he turns to face me, frowning slightly.
“You believe in vengeance?”
“You mean like revenge?”
He shakes his head. “Revenge is a selfish act. Retaliation for something. Vengeance is a different thing altogether. It’s about obtaining justice, usually for someone who can’t claim it for themselves.”
This is an odd line of questioning but I decide I’ll bite. Maybe I wouldn’t if he were being a jerk like he was a couple of hours ago, but that’s not what’s happening. He’s pensive, the live wire that apparently runs through him dulled for the moment. “I don’t know,” I say. “Probably, in that case.”
“What if I simplified the question?
What if I say, do you believe in justice?
“Then, yes, I do believe.”
EXCERPT
“You think you use your brain when you’re having sex?”
Rebel’s pen freezes on the paper. He turns, then, towering over me, my face level with his belt buckle. It’s as though I can literally feel the heat rolling off his body. He’s intimidating and overwhelming, his presence a powerful force to be reckoned with.
“Oh, Sophia. I use my brain. Every time I sleep with a woman, I’m using my head to figure out what she likes. How she likes it. What I can do to have her screaming my name until her throat’s raw.”
EXCERPT
“It’s time for you to tell me your name.” She arches an eyebrow at me. I can just imagine her getting them waxed in some fancy fucking boutique beauty parlor in Seattle, run by Asian hipsters with shaved undercuts and thick glasses. She seems like the type. “Why do you want to know?” she asks, cockiness filling her voice.
“I’m asking because I need something to call you. And if you don’t tell me your name, I’m going to be forced to call you One Eighty-One. And I’m guessing you won’t like being called One Eighty-One.”
“Why would you call me that?”
“Because that’s the reference Hector Ramirez gave you when you uploaded your picture onto his skin site. Hector tags his girls chronologically. The first girl he sold was number one. The fifty-third girl he sold was tagged fifty-three. Using that logic, guess how many girls he sold before he tagged you one eight one?”
“So a hundred and eighty other women came before me?” She looks like she’s going to throw up.
“Exactly. And he hasn’t been caught. The police haven’t raided his place out there in the desert. No one has reported his website. No one came to rescue the one hundred and eighty other girls who came before you, and no one is coming for you, either. So if you want reminding of that every single time I call you one eight—“
“Sophia!” She screws her eyes shut, clenching her jaw. “My name is fucking Sophia, motherfucker.” She spits out the words like they’re poison. When she looks at me again, I can see the fury burning in the dark depths of her dark brown eyes. She comes alive when she’s angry. A thrill of adrenalin stabs through me, sending mixed signals to my cock; provoking such a violent reaction from her is provoking an entirely different reaction from me. For the first time, I see her. Fucking Sophia. I don’t see her as a means to an end—a potential way to take down the bastard who killed my uncle. I see her. I see her as a woman, and she is beautiful.
“Alright, Sophia. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Rebel and Sophia’s story.
The first of a three part series. This novel contains a small snippet which has already been released in the Owned: An Alpha Anthology, however it is followed by a full story installment.
Sophia
Sometimes, you don’t mean to become another person. Sometimes the choice is made for you, and pretending is the only thing that keeps you going. When Alexis Romera is taken and her kidnappers find her fake ID in her purse, she must become Sophia in order to keep her family safe. Revealing her real identity to the man she’s sold to would be easy enough, but can she trust him? Hell bent on revenging the murder of his uncle, Rebel doesn’t seem all that interested in playing things safe.
In fact, nothing about the secretive, dark and brooding MC president seems safe at all.
Rebel
What do you do when the man who raised you is murdered, and the only witness is a kidnapped girl who’s being sold as a sex slave? You buy her, of course. As president to the most powerful motorcycle club in America, Rebel isn’t lacking in power. There are strings the man can pull, and entire criminal organisations and corporate businesses alike would fall to their knees. However, along with such power comes intense interest. The DEA have their eye fixed solely on the MC…and they’re just waiting for Rebel to trip up.
Getting Sophia to testify is the only way to bring the Los Oscuros cartel down. The beautiful, dark haired, dark eyed woman is belligerent and uncooperative and unlikely to bend to his will, but Rebel has a few tricks up his sleeve to make her compliant — he’ll charm her until she’s bending over backwards to please him. Of course, falling for her might cause a few hiccups along the way…
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Rebel is the first in a new series, Dead Man’s Ink, by Callie Hart. If you read Owned: An Alpha Anthology last year then you had a sneaky peek at it like I did and have been intrigued for more.
I was really impressed with the world building skills of this author, it’s refreshing to have an MC book that is not just ‘Wham Bam Thank You Ma’am’ in the first couple of chapters but takes time to build a scene, introduces us to characters and gives us chance to meet, greet and get to know them all while weaving this complex world around us with so many different dynamics. There is a lot going on in this first book that I am sure will come into play huge in the following ones, it’s got a nice, different spin to it from many others and held my attention with the chemistry between the two leads even though there is only one sex scene with them right at the end (although it was a so hot panties not required while reading scene!).
Rebel starts with a simple wrong time, wrong place for Alexis, she witnesses an event that triggers a war. Having tried to help and been caught in the crossfire Rebel feels he needs to do right by her and so our story starts. Alexis is torn from everything she has ever known, kidnapped, abused and ultimately sold, when she ends up in Rebel’s hands understandably she has trust issues. The slow burn chemistry between these two was a pleasure to read, Rebel is a swoon worthy alpha with a dirty, dirty mouth and Alexis/Sophia (it will make sense!) had a sassiness to her that shone, but make no mistake this is so much more than just a boy/girl story, it’s politics, vengeance, war, love, betrayal, intrigue, lies and deceit.
The web Callie Hart has woven caught and held me so that when I finished Rebel my kindle almost got thrown at the wall in frustration that it could have ended at that point, and has left me desperate for the next book so job well done Ms Hart!
About the Author: 
Callie has experienced many changes throughout her life, and gone through many ups and downs that have all worked towards shaping and molding her into the person she is today: fun loving, active, social, and hard working. The only thing that has remained a constant throughout her life is writing. Creating characters who will tear your conscience in two is a favorite pastime of Callie’s. There are few real saints and sinners in her books; more often, the denizens of her stories are all very human. Broken, flawed, and always with the potential for redemption.
Despite the subject matter being markedly hot and heavy in comparison to the stories she wrote in elementary school, there will always be an element of fairytale to her work.
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NEW RELEASE BLOG TOUR ~ Claiming His Mate by M. Limoges
Author: M. Limoges
Series: Black Hills Wolves
Genre: Paranormal/Erotic Romance
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Release Date: February 06, 2015
ISBN: 9781613336656
Length: 63 Pages
Book Blurb
Member of the Black Hills Pack in Los Lobos, South Dakota, Jace Matthews is sent to check out the new owner of a piece of land adjoining his packs. Once he steps into her small bookstore in Collins, he’s taken by surprise by the small, prim woman behind the counter. At once, he recognizes his mate. While the wolf inside urges him to complete the bond, Jace knows he must take his time with his human mate. But when danger arises, threatening Michelle’s life, Jace is done waiting. It’s time to claim his mate.
After she inherits her aunt’s property, Michelle Sanders moves to Collins, South Dakota, to escape the monotony of her routine life. Unfortunately, the only person she manages to befriend is not only the hottest guy on the planet, but also gay. However, she never expects a favor for her sexy new friend to result in a series of weird events that will change her life forever.
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Excerpt:
Jace Matthews’ eyes followed the rhythmic sway of his mate’s heart-shaped ass as she walked up the aisle to the sales counter. Damn, he couldn’t wait to strip her bare and sink his teeth into that tender flesh. Suddenly, those tempting globes stopped. He blinked and his gaze shot up to find Michelle frowning over her shoulder at him.
Shit.
Embarrassed she’d caught him staring, he snatched the closest book on the shelf beside him, waving it in the air like a kid who’d won a life-sized stuffed animal at the county fair. “Got it. Thought it might be out of stock.”
Real smooth, jackass.
She arched a delicate brow over the rim of her glasses. “Are you ready to check out, Jace?”
“Yep, I think this’ll do it.” He soaked up the sound of her sweet voice and followed her to the register.
Two months ago, when he’d come to check out the new owner of a large parcel of land adjoining his pack’s hunting territory, he damn sure hadn’t expected to find Michelle Sanders. Once he’d stepped inside the small, quaint bookstore she’d owned in Collins, he’d caught a scent that had eluded him for thirty-two years.
His mate.
BLP REVIEW ~ TRACY
This is the first book from Melissa Limoges and in my opinion it’s a great start to her career!!! Not forgetting that I adore shifter stories, so this novella was right up my street…..
Claiming His Mate was a fun, sexy and interesting short read (my only gripe – if I could even call it that – would be that I’d have loved the story to be a little longer so that we could have found out more about Jace & Michelle, but that’s just me).
Jace is an alpha shifter who has discovered that Michelle, who has recently moved to the town, is his mate. For reasons later explained, she thinks the hot bloke who has been hanging round her book store is gay…. yeah, so wrong there!!! 😉
With wit & humour that made me laugh out loud at points, some danger, a touch of sweetness and a lot of attraction & heat this was a great afternoon read.
I didn’t realise that the Black Hills Wolves series was written by several authors and it’s something that I’ll be exploring further.
Melissa has a 2nd BHW books coming out “Taming His Mate” (which will be book 8 in the series) and I can’t wait to read Stephen’s tale!
This year, I’ve signed up to “New To You Author” challenge being held by Anna at Herding Cats & Burning Soup and this was a great start to my new author list!
About the Author
Melissa Limoges lives along the Gulf Coast with her OCD cat, Mr. Tibbs. Tax assessor by day, romance writer by night, she enjoys anything coffee related, traveling, and reading happily ever afters.
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BLOG TOUR : Throb by Vi Keeland
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Blurb
The rules:
No dating.
No sex outside of the game.
No disclosing the terms of the contract.
Rules were made to be broken, right?
Eight weeks ago I signed a contract. One that seemed like a good idea at the time. A handsome bachelor, luxury accommodations, and a chance to win a prize my family desperately needed. There were some rules though. Lots of them actually. Follow the script, no dating, sex, or disclosing the terms of the deal. After my self-imposed moratorium on men the last year, it wouldn’t be hard to live up to my end of the bargain…so I thought. Until I realized the deal I’d made was with the devil…and I was in love with his dirty-talking brother.
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Excerpt
Every girl needs three things
1. A flutter in her belly when she meets him for the first time.
Meet Cooper
My lips brush the top of her hand lightly, my tongue sneaking out to fleetingly touch her skin. The brief contact stirs an ache inside me. This woman tugs at something—more than arousal—something that makes me want to slow down time just to spend a few more minutes standing here.
“Did you just…” she stammers a bit.
“Did I just what?”
She squints at me. “You know.”
“Do I?”
“I felt your tongue on my hand. You…you licked me.”
I’d been dying to run my tongue along her neck all evening, although I hadn’t really meant to be so crude about it. It just sort of …happened. “I wouldn’t say licked, maybe just a little taste.”
“So you tasted me?”
My entire body suddenly has interest in this conversation. “I suppose I did. But it wasn’t nearly enough. That brings us back to my invitation for dinner. Tomorrow night?”
“I can’t.”
“The day after then?”
She laughs and shakes her head. The sound makes me smile.
“Good night, Cooper.” She pulls the driver’s side door shut and leaves me standing there…for a full five minutes after she’s gone.
2. A best friend to talk about him to.
Meet Sadie
“And?”
“And I kissed him when we were in his office.”
“How was his office?”
“Really? That’s what you want to know. Not how was the kiss or aren’t you in breach of your contract? How was his office?”
“You can tell a lot about a man by his office.”
I gulp another unladylike sip from my wine glass. “His office was beautiful. Sleek, overlooking the city. It oozed power.”
“Nice. Bet he fucks like he owns you.”
The thought of what he’s like in bed is enough to make me lose my train of thought.
“Go on,” Sadie prods.
I don’t continue immediately.
“You forgot what you were up to because you were thinking of him fucking you like he owns you, didn’t you?” My best friend smirks knowingly.
“Shut up.” I pause. “Anyway, I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
“Well, him. Obviously.”
“I wish it were that easy.”
3. A gentleman that turns into a bossy dirty talker in the bedroom.
Cooper – behind closed doors.
“You haven’t even begun to see bossy yet. Tonight I’m going to tell you to do things, and you’re going to do them. When I tell you to open wider, or take my cock deeper, you’re going to listen. You know why? Because since the moment we met, all I’ve wanted to do is make you feel good. Hell, I don’t even need to get off physically. Because I’m going to get off watching you every minute. So, yeah, I’m going to be bossy. Now let’s put the rest of this behind us. Do you want to be with me tonight?”
After that prelude, I nod my head fast. I’m no fool. Who wouldn’t?
Throb sort of confused me if I’m honest. The title conveys a dirtier, raunchier little number than it actually is and having read Vi Keeland’s MMA series, which I loved, had I gone in blind I would not have said this was the same author at all.
It’s an enjoyable enough book and reminded me of the early works of Rachel Gibson, Lori Foster or Jennifer Crusie for example, but it just didn’t quite deliver – an ok but forgettable book, that left me thinking “meh, that’s that then” when I finished with no emotions or feels.
So why did it not work for me?
It’s a predictable storyline, dating show where girl meets boy not involved in show so they hide relationship, yada yada yada. I’ve read similar and this had no new spin to make it fresh so just felt a little déjà vu. The two leads, Cooper and Kate, were nice enough but I liked them rather than loved them. Their connection just missed that little tangible something extra that invests you in them and makes you care, so that you want them to have a HEA, so you have the feels one way or the other. The villain of the piece is more of a whiney brat than anything else and no secondary characters stood out, a surprise as the author has done this so well in the past.
For me I would say if you like quick, sweet stories with only a touch of hot this may be your thing but I wanted a touch more, angst, sex, hotness, feels. I don’t know what but something was missing that failed to connect me to the story or characters and as I said it’s not a bad book, it’s just not for me.
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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn’t change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
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CRAVING RESURRECTION (Aces #4)
By Nicole Jacquelyn
Release Date: January 26, 2015
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Poet and Amy’s story…
Patrick Gallagher’s future was mapped out—and it didn’t include Amy Henderson or the IRA.
She was everything he’d never wanted. Too young. Too naïve.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t help but be fascinated by the girl who took refuge in his old bedroom, staying with his mum more often than not.
She looked like a Renaissance painting and argued like a solicitor. He couldn’t resist her, and before long, he didn’t even want to.
Instead, he loved her unreservedly… then he married her.
But he couldn’t have prepared for what happened after.
Actions, no matter how large or how small, have consequences—and when the IRA comes knocking, he’s sucked into a life that he’d never anticipated.
Choices were made.
Hearts were broken.
Trust was shattered.
Lives were lost.
Through it all, he loved her.
It was a love that spanned decades.
Epic.
Intense.
Unquestionable.
Unbreakable.
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Nicole Jacquelyn is the mom of two little girls and a full time college student. She hasn’t watched television in well over a year, she still does things that drive her mother crazy, and she loves to read. At eight years old, when asked what she wanted to be when she grew up, she told people she wanted to be a mom. When she was twelve her answer changed- to author. By the time she was eighteen, when people asked her what she wanted to do with her life, she told them she really wanted to be a writer- but the odds of that happening were so slim that she’d get her business degree “just to be safe”. Her dreams stayed constant. First she became a mom, then she went to college, and during her senior year- with one daughter in first grade and the other in preschool, she sat down and wrote a story.
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BLP REVIEW
~ TRACY
OMFG……….. get your tissues ready.
This book bloody broke me – in the BEST way!!!
I have to say that my overall thoughts for Craving Resurrection are I LOVE IT… Jeez, I thought Craving Absolution, Farrah and Casper’s story, was a heart shredder and then I read this – I was destroyed, a red nosed, watery eyed, jibbering mess by the end…. and I LOVED IT!!!
It’s not often you come across a book that leave an indelible mark on you, or maybe that’s just me…. I had been (not so patiently) waiting for Craving Resurrection and it was more than worth the wait.
I loved (yep, you’re gonna get sick of that word right here!!) Poet and Amy’s story.
Amy was awesome. She had a pretty shitty upbringing and as an adult even shittier cards that were dealt her way, but she’s a fighter and regardless of what hit her she kept going. I had the feels for her so hard – at some points I felt like I was there, in the middle of the chaos with her and my heart and head hurt like hell.
Patrick…. Aahhh Trick, I loved him ’til I hated him then I detested him and then, finally, finally he did something kinda right and I fell for him again!! Charming but bloody thoughtless, make your blood boil git that he is!!
We had met Poet way back in book #1 and he’s been pretty constant in the series, but we knew so very little about him. Talk about secrets, lies and skeletons in cupboards……
Christ, the book was such a roller-coaster of a ride that I could barely keep my emotions in check from one chapter to the next!
For half the time I was so fuckin’ annoyed at Patrick and hated what he’s done, how he’d acted and how oblivious to everything he seemed to be and the other half I was mentally shouting at Amy, “talk, tell him, for the love of the gods, open your mouth and speak woman”!!!…….. Hard headed, thick skulled bastards deserved each other – but that small point aside, were they really meant to be??
As with Craving Absolution, a lot of this book happens in the past. Getting the story of Poet and how he came to be an Ace. Finding out the answers to things hinted at in previous books and seeing where his future lies, it’s a wonderfully complete wee package!
We meet some of the MC in earlier times as well as in the present and we are introduced to some new characters.
Peg, I loved her (quite probably harder than Rose and I didn’t think that could be possible) She was a terrific character – but given were she’s from that was a given (then again, I’m biased!!)
Kevin….Yeah, got a lot of thoughts about him but nothing that I can say here and now!! You’ll get what mean when you read the book!
Robbie…. hell, still don’t really know how I feel about him!!
I hate that Nicole made me hurt so bad, but even though she took my heart, carved it up and left it looked like chopped liver, I’d happily go through it all again… She had me thinking about the book for days after I finished reading it. I couldn’t stop crying any time I thought about Amy & Patrick and I was unable to get over this story by starting to read another book, hell I was unable to THINK about reading another book for a while after Craving Resurrection…
Nicole has this outstanding gift and great ability when it come to writing – such an amazing way with words, of painting a picture and telling a story that feels real!!!! Through the series her talent has blossomed and grown and I can’t wait to see how she progresses further as an author going forward!!
THIS Book….. This one does it for me!!! It’s my fave book of the year so far, completely, totally and oh hell…. just bloody thinking about it – I’m gonna feckin cry again!!!!!!
Read it…. if you haven’t checked out the rest of The Aces books, grab them now and get stuck in, you’ll love them!!
~ Rebecca
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