Friday, October 31, 2014

SALE BLITZ: Flawed and Damaged (Emily Krat)


Book Title: Flawed and Damaged
Author: Emily Krat
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 22 July, 2014


Two people haunted by their past…
The collision of two damaged hearts…
Meet Elizabeth Williams. She is at the airport on an important work assignment. If everything goes smoothly, after three years of hard work, she’ll get a promotion and a much-needed raise. Elizabeth is putting her life back on track after it was ripped out from under her feet four years ago when she lost her parents along with all her dreams. Standing here, she believes her life is going to change for the better any moment now. Nothing can go wrong, right?
Meet Ryan Price. He came to Moscow on business. Right now, Ryan is standing at the airport looking at a ‘present’ from his brother, judging by the sign a beautiful young woman is holding. Damn his brother for not cancelling this arrangement as Ryan asked.
Miscommunications and misunderstandings and a brilliant love story begins.
There will be a scary flight, lovely breakfasts, long evening conversations, sharing a secret or two, discovering one another, a lot of laughter, tender moments and some tears, a fight and, of course, the I-am-ready-for-the-end-of-the-world kiss.
Somewhere along the way, they won’t be able to fight their feelings any longer.
For the first time in his life, Ryan will experience a different shade of lust. And for the first time in her life, Elizabeth will have to trust despite all of the times she has been hurt.
Will these two wounded lost souls find love, peace and comfort in each other or will they just break each other more? Is it a train wreck of a love story or a happily ever after?











Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, Emily Krat is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true. Emily is a chocolate junkie, “Grey’s Anatomy” fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When she’s not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends.




LEANN'S REVIEW: Fear Of Heights (Mara White)

Fear of Heights


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Title:  Fear of Heights (The Heightsbound Series #2) 

Author:  Mara White 

Series: The Heightsbound Series 

Genre:  Erotic \
Publication Date:  September, 12, 2014 

Event Organized By:  Literati Author Services, Inc.

~ Synopsis ~


What are you willing to sacrifice
for love? Your family? Your freedom? What about your life?

She’s a wealthy, forty-three-year-old
Upper East Sider with a PhD – He’s a twenty-three-year-old Dominican drug
dealer from Washington Heights.

Kate Champion always did exactly
what was expected of her. She was the perfect wife, the perfect mother – until
the day she met Jaylee Inoa.

Their journey travels a path
riddled with danger, deceit, scandal and loss – where nothing is as it seems.
Yet Kate and Jaylee’s passion for one another remains nearly unstoppable.



Will this daring pair of lovers
from two different worlds triumph over circumstance? Can they deny the past in
their quest to be together? Or is fear the ultimate navigator - a force more
powerful than love?


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Prologue




Jaylee


Rikers Island, East
Elmhurst, New York





My stomach growls from the shit lunch of bologna and
American cheese.  I’ll die before I’m
twenty-five in here from all the crap they been feeding me.  I need more calories because of my workout
routine, and the commissary just don’t cut it.
Half the time I probably burning muscle, but what the fuck you gonna do
about it?  You can’t change this
fucked-up machine.  What I wouldn’t give
for some Spanish food—just a goddamn plate of my grandma’s rice and beans.

I flip the pen around and around in my hand, trying
to think of what to say.  It brings me
right back to being eight years old, the school-assigned social worker jabbing
at me to “write him whatever you please!”
I pick at a popped blister from going at the weights in the yard.  Soon enough it’ll get hard and callous—just
like everybody who been up in here too long.

“He’d love to hear anything about you. Why don’t you
tell him about basket-ball?”  As if it
was easy, when you hadn’t talked to him in years.  An’ my ma bent over the kitchen table with
cried-on love letters to my dad, praying on lighted candles and over special
oils to Dios Santísimo, that he don’t get sent to Sing Sing. 

We couldn’t afford the trip up there, so we saw him
less and less.  The sound of his voice
just became a memory to me, and when we did get up there, I pitied the man I
saw.  Couldn’t get past the fact that he
fucked up. I felt like he let them put him away.  I swore to myself if I ever got there, I’d be
smarter than he was.  That I’d get
revenge before I’d let ‘em make me live my life behind bars.  Now look at where I am. 
At least I got a plan.

            Love letters.  Kate wrote me one once.  There’s a trick to them, right?  You gotta try to convince a woman that you’ll
love her forever.  It’s not just about
the first time she reads it, she’s gotta see it every time she looks.  Try doing it on jail-issued stationery.  I had to earn the privilege to use a
pen.  How the fuck you tell someone they
everything you got—when all you got is a page?
How do I tell her how much I want her to have my kid?  I love knowing that he’s inside her, that
there’s part of me with her.  Thing is, I
can’t control the lies she’s being fed; she’ll choose the lawyer over me.


  How do you
say all that on paper when all you ever got through was public school?   She got everything she needs—or at least
that’s how it’d seem to anybody looking in.
But I know—I know—how much
Kate needs me.

I crumple up the last sheet of the ones they gave me
and toss it onto my bunk.  I don’t know
how to put my heart on paper.  I can’t
make her understand why I did what I done.    
  


            On Friday they
call me out for a visit, though I’m not expecting nobody.  Mamá, Janinie,
and everybody coming next week—or that’s what we said on the phone.  I’m
never expecting Kate again.  I have no idea what she decided to do with
the baby.  I don’t know if he still here with us or gone already.
 The baby’s the only thing I ever cared about more than her, but I’m not
gonna let myself hate her for it.  She shouldn’t a’ had to go through it
by herself - either way.  If I’d watched
my back, I wouldn’t a’ ended up here.

            I stick my hands
out the drop door in the cell so they can cuff me.  The corrections
officer calls me “Dorado,” ‘cause that’s what they called my pops when he was
here.  I try not to get involved, but it ain’t easy when your ties run
deep like mine do.  My old man spent a minute in Rikers; he up the river
now in Sing Sing.  He’s spending his days
at the big house, but he got connections all through the whole system.  He
got his reputation too, and I’m expected to keep it.

            Probably an ex or
somebody I was messing around with before Kate who come to see me.  Girls
got something about visiting guys in jail.  They love the drama.
 They love the attention they get from everybody else.  Girls that
won’t even give you the time of day on the outside start writing you letters
about how much they miss you when you in the box.  It’s bullshit.  But
I admit—it do make the time go by faster.  And right now I got nothing but
time.  

I get stuck in the hall for the count—which
means whoever waiting for me is stuck too.  The guard I’m with lets me do
wall push-ups after he cuffs me to a door.
I go at it, hard as fuck, until I’m dripping sweat and my muscles are
burning.  Working out helps me not to think about her—or the baby.
 The burn is good.  It shuts up the furia.  There ain’t shit I can do anyway, so why make myself
crazy playing it all over again in my head?

The count takes forever and I’m betting
whoever’s out there waiting is regretting this.  First and last visit.
 Nobody want to see me
that bad.  

When we finally walk into the visiting
room, my eyes catch her before anything else, even though the place is packed.
 I’m a homing pigeon.  I can’t see nothing else.

She’s Kate, but she ain’t Kate.
 Same black hair, same pale face.  Same scared blue eyes.  Her
body is slamming too, less hip, more tit, and she a little taller.  Maybe
it’s the heels.  She looks good.
But I know who she is.  

It’s the sister.  Arriving like the
grim reaper.  She come repping for the other side.  I gotta smile
that this mina got herself into
Rikers.  I can tell she’s shitting herself, even worse than Kate.  She
ain’t never been in no place like this before, that’s for sure.  All dolled up to come see a criminal like me.
 

There’s some part of me that wants to run
to her just ‘cause they family.  And then another part that wants to
refuse the goddamned visit.  I know Kate feel like she ain’t good enough
for her own family.  Makes me fucking hate ‘em.  Kate is
good—that’s her main problem.  It’s
something she won’t let herself see.

  Now she’s starting to work her hands
like she in full-blown panic mode.  I guess I take pity on her.  She
looks too much like my girl.  Shit, it’s messing with my head—and my dick.

I pull out a chair and sit down, drilling
my eyes into the back of her head.  She spinning around, looking across
the whole room.  She don’t know who the fuck I am.  She turns and
stares, her eyes taking everything in.  I can practically hear her heart
pounding from over here.  She like a baby bird—ready to flip out and fly
into the fucking window.  She looks at me and I gesture to the chair
across the table.  Relief hits her whole face and her shoulders relax.
 She smiles quick and then it disappears and she look scared again.
 She marches over to the table and sits down fast.
“Jaylee?”

Why she gonna ask me after she already
sit down?  I’m tempted to say no, but I just stare at her instead.  I can see how much they look alike, but I can
also see how they different.  She got doubt all over her face.  She
wanna fly the fuck out of here.  That makes two of us.

“Emily,” I say not giving anything away.
 I’m gonna make her work hard for it.
“Oh, Kate told you about me?”

“She didn’t tell me much.  ‘Nough to
know you exist.  Otherwise I’d think I was seeing ghosts.”
“Have you talked to her?”

“Pfft. Naw, not since she came in here to
tell me she was pregnant.  Not that it’s your business.  They send
you to come tell me she got rid of it?”
“I came on my own, Jaylee.”
She stops and looks down.  

“Kate’s missing; I was hoping you could
tell me where to find her.”

Review:

I love White's writing style. This is the second book of the series and like the first, I found myself completely immersed in the writing. This book has the characters we all love to hate. I can say more than one time I wanted to scream at these characters. What I love about this book is how well its written. I found myself right there beside the characters. And let me tell you this is one exciting read. The world is a bit dangerous, but man is it exciting. This read is the kind of escape from reality that most readers crave. 

Overall I really liked the book. I didn't always like the characters, but at the same time I loved them. I can't imagine why you wouldn't want to read this book. I truly enjoyed every moment of it. 

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~ About the Author ~

I’m a reader, a writer, and a lover of all things romantic.  I’m also a coffee, hot sauce, ink, telenovela and Bikram Yoga enthusiast.  I live in New York City with my husband and two children, and I spend a lot of time on the playground.

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HOLIDAY BOOK LOVERS INTERVIEW: Candy O'Donnell


Welcome to the Holiday Book Lovers Event. Today we have the wonderful Candy O'Donnell for an holiday inspired interview! She is also taking over the blogs facebook page and donating to giveaways. She is here to answer our questions. I hope that you all enjoy!

Twins-What is your favorite Holiday?
Candy- Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. The weather, the food, and family makes it a special day.

Twins- Of all the holiday food, what is your favorite?
Candy- Mashed potatoes with gravy and sweet potatoes. Yummy!

Twins- What is your favorite fall read?
Candy- Anything with zombies in it.

Twins- What is your favorite winter read?
Candy- Warm, loving books are my favorite. It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

Twins- Do you like Christmas music? 
Candy- I love it!!

Twins- How early do you start to decorate for the holidays?
Candy- After Thanksgiving, but I usually take down the decorations after X-Mas.

Twins- Sexiest thing to wear this time of year...woman? man?
Candy- Both are sexier during the winter. The cuddle clothes come out and the mittens.

Twins- What is your favorite holiday song?
Candy- I cannot choose. I love them all.

Twins- Have you been or are you ever inspired to write by the holidays?
Candy- I am totally inspired to write during the holidays. Last year I completed 3 out of four books for a series.

Twins- What is you best holiday memory?
Candy- Sitting with family around the X-Mas tree and opening presents are my grandmother's house. I miss those days. :)

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Twitter: @Candyodonnell


Author Bio:

Candy O’Donnell was born in Carmichael, California.
At the age of twelve, she wrote her first mini book. Filled mostly with what took place with her mother and her long tedious bout with leukemia. It was a short story told as extra credit when she suffered a sprained ankle and had to be out of school for over two months. School officials refused to believe a word of what she had written until her grandmother, her guardian back then, entered the school with the truth. Everything she had written down was exactly what took place. Unfortunately her mother succumbed to the disease.
She earned a Bachelor’s degree in History and Culture. After living with her aunt and uncle for over five years she wished to explore her uncle’s Native heritage and did so with vigor. She also has 6 Grad units in Criminal Justice.






LISA'S REVIEW: Floyd & Mikki: Zombie Hunters (Joseph Tatner)


"Floyd & Mikki: Zombie Hunters"
Saving America this Halloween
SUMMARY:    "Floyd & Mikki: Zombie Hunters" is a hilarious romp through postapocalyptic America as the two heroes learn to relay on each other, their wits, and anything they can scrounge to stay alive. Packed with lots of action, creepy horror and snarky humor. A "must-read" for this Halloween! Currently available as an eBook on Amazon and other online book sellers.
WORD COUNT: 95,813
RELEASE DATE: 10/03/2014
AUTHOR CONTACT: Email: jolt007@fmzombies.com 
WEBSITES: Publisher: http://mkpubs.com
                    Official Book Website: http://fmzombies.com
EBOOK AVAILABLE ONLINE: Sample chapters (1 – 7) and purchase at: at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00O5TWAY6 



Floyd & Mikki: Zombie Hunters
by Joseph Tatner

REVIEW:
Oh my word!!!! This was so not what I was expecting. If anyone asked me about this book I would say break out the Depends because you will be laughing so hard that you are most likely gonna need them! One of the funniest books I have ever read. I was so surprised and happy that I laughed so much. Everyone needs a laugh sometimes and this is the perfect book for that. The adventures and mishaps along the way for Floyd and Mikki are great. The romance along the way just adds the perfect balance to this plot. I found myself reading this straight through and laughing all along the way. What a perfect read for this time of year and a nice change of pace from  others like this in the genre. I would recommend this to all. Even if your not a zombie fan you will love the laughs you find in this book! Floyd and Mikki are a joy to read!

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Just in time to save Halloween, "Floyd & Mikki: Zombie Hunters" arrives at Amazon.com and other venues for the Kindle, iBook and other eBook platforms.
Unlike most zombie books, which are as dry and mindless as the creatures they feature, this first book in the trilogy packs plenty of action and creepy horror as Floyd and Mikki rely on each other, their wits and whatever supplies they can scrounge as they travel through the Midwest to New California Haven, the last safe zone in America. Lost in a shattered world populated by the undead, they don’t know what caused the infection or how to stop it. With wry humor and snarky comments, they encounter plenty of action, colorful characters and riveting horror as they fight to stay alive and help others along the way.
Floyd and Mikki: Zombie Hunters is an unpredictable adventure that keeps you guessing and waiting on the edge of your seat to see what comes next. As Anne-Marie Reynolds wrote in her review, "'Floyd and Mikki: Zombie Hunters' is an amazingly funny book, a zombie book that is so totally different from every other one on the market. I couldn't help but laugh out loud at their antics. Joseph Tatner has a brilliant turn of phrase, a fantastic aptitude for telling a story, and is very funny with it. Amazing story, great characters and a really good plot all combine to make this an explosive and hilarious novel. Despite all of the zombie movies out there, this is one I would love to see on the big screen."
A true renaissance man, the author Joseph Tatner holds a BA in Communications and an MA in National Security Studies. He has written numerous published Web and print articles, books, technical documents and promotional materials.
After writing so many technical manuals over the years, Joseph nearly turned into a zombie himself, so he has a unique insight into the mindless void of a soulless drone. Yet like his father before him, Jack Tatner (a famous musician in the 1940s), Joe has kept his offbeat sense of humor. He has a unique talent for taking an otherwise normal situation and turning it on its head, then twisting it again with delightful, thought-provoking results. Joe is a modern day Gilbert and Sullivan, examining humanity, society and personal relationships in a topsy-turvy apocalyptic world.
This is one zombie novel for readers with a brain!
For more information, visit fmzombies.com
Buy the eBook now at www.amazon.com/dp/B00O5TWAY6

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COVER REVEAL: Reminiscence (Sara V. Zook)

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Abuse. Torment.

Saint’s undying love for her.

A witch—or four. The world’s most powerful spell. The creation of the unnatural.

Her undying love for Draco.

A war is brewing between the Light, the Dark and the Unknown.

In the midst of it all stands Sarenah. Her memories have returned as she rewinds the past in order to move forward with her future so she can reclaim what, or who, belongs only to her, but will she be able to accept the disturbing secrets that go along with the reminiscence?

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In the midst of dragging trees, I saw Sarenah sitting on the back porch, her dress hiked up around her thighs from the heat as she was thumbing through a book. She wasn’t even acknowledging the fact that I was there, nor did she care that I could see her bare legs. She was being totally inappropriate and rude at the same time … and I liked it. I felt intrigued to my very core, so much that I had to go over and say something to her.
“Hey,” I mumbled.
Without looking up, she reiterated, “Hey.”
My frustration grew as I clenched my fingers into my palms. “Is that book so interesting that you can’t even talk to me?”
That had gotten her attention. She slammed the book shut and stood up, the dress falling back down around her ankles.
“Are you so interesting that I can’t even read my book?” Her dark eyes were wild and she was glaring at me as if she wanted me to spontaneously combust. “Don’t you have a job to do? Look at this mess.” Her eyes moved to the yard. “All of these branches everywhere. My uncle will have your hide.”
She was so angry. I couldn’t help myself. I wiped the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand and busted out laughing.
Sarenah’s hands moved to her hips. I thought she was about to hit me.
I threw up hands up in defense. “I’m …” The laughter got the best of me again. “I’m sorry, Sarenah.” I flashed her an apologetic grin. “It’s just, I think this is the first time I’ve ever heard you talk so much and you’re spatting off at me like some crazy person.”
Her gaze had softened then. She bit her bottom lip so she wouldn’t crack a smile herself. “A crazy person, huh?”
I nodded, stopping to really get a good look at Sarenah’s face, her stunning features and the way her dark eyes popped out in a terrific way. This was Rebecca’s sister? I had been missing out. Sarenah’s strange ways evaporated into enticement before me.
I spent the rest of the evening listening to Sarenah talk as I took all of it in. The tree branches were still scattered all over the yard, but I doubted her uncle would be back anytime soon to discover the mess. Everyone knew he lived at the saloon. She talked mostly about her parents. She had a deep ache from the loss inside of her. She was in a great deal of pain that I felt my own heart hurting along with hers, for her. I found myself wrapping my arm around her and her actually letting me get away with it, but I wasn’t in it to try to make a move. I found myself wanting to comfort Sarenah, tell her everything was going to be okay. I wanted her to trust me and continue to confide in me. She leaned her head against my shoulder, being content to be there with me. It felt incredible as if I had been able to tame her so easily. She was feisty but now so serene. I could’ve lived in that moment forever and been completely content to just be lucky enough to be near her, to smell the flower fragrance in her hair as it fell down across my arm. I rubbed her shoulder with my fingertips. She started humming, the sound making the chaos within me only increase. It was in that moment that I had leaned over and my lips found hers. It had been brief but magnificent, and I was wondering if my mind was ever going to be the same.

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Sara V. Zook is a paranormal/fantasy writer. She is the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy, Clipped, Evanescent, Book 1 in The Sempiternal Series and A Magic Within. She lives in Pennsylvania with her 3 small children and husband.

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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SaraVZook
Website: http://authorsaravzook.blogspot.com/
Twiiter: @SaraVZook
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6450481.Sara_V_Zook?from_search=true
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BOOK BLITZ: Afraid To Fall (W. Ferraro)







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Title: Afraid to Fall

Author: W. Ferraro

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 18, 2014

Thursday, October 30, 2014

COVER REVEAL: Defying All Odds (Nevaeh Lee)








SYNOPSIS:


The

world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.

-Ernest

Hemingway


Since

day one, Celeste Logan has had a string of bad luck—no, scratch that.  Her past is so tragic, anyone would think
she’s been irrevocably cursed.  But this
is no paranormal story…it’s her real f*cking life.

Fortunately,

it’s not all bad and there are people in her life who make it worth
living.  Though the past will never be
completely forgotten, she has moved on and beat the hell out of the
statistics.  But just when it seems
things are about as good as they’re going to get, disaster strikes—again.

Can

what’s broken be fixed this time, or was she ever fully mended in the first
place? And will the past catch up to her, or is the present what Celeste should
fear most?


***This

contemporary romance novel contains adult subject matter. Not intended for
young readers











AUTHOR BIO: 






Nevaeh’s

first exposure to writing began in a middle school creative writing class. She
was reprimanded for composing a politically incorrect story and forced to
re-write about a “safer” topic. Being the writing rebel that she is, Nevaeh
always likes to push the envelope a bit and never re-writes, unless her editor
insists on it.




When she’s not writing, Nevaeh is a

freelance book editor ;). And when she’s not reading, writing, or editing, she
can be found spending time with her family, exploring the area around wherever
she happens to be living at the time. Even though “home” will always be Texas,
she currently resides in West Africa.


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