Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Release Blitz FOR3VER by M. Dauphin & HQ Frost

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When life gets in the way of plans, one decision changes the course of three best friends’ lives. Friends till the end, but the end is sooner than imagined.

Pulling into their driveway I threw the car in park and headed straight to garage. Some sort of peace came over me on the drive over to their house. I knew what I was going to do. What I had to do. Gage was rolled under his car, working on something that I couldn't see. Oil stained pants stuck out from underneath the hood, and music was blaring loudly. It wasn't even good music either. Liam was leaning against the car, wiping off something and laughing at Gage's crude comment.

"Hey, guys," I said, trying to sound cool as I was freaking out on the inside. Gage rolled out from under the car and used his phone to turn the music off. "Hey, Ry, what's goin' on? I thought you were staying with Jenny tonight?" he said as he was wiping his hands. Liam hadn't said anything yet, he knew something was wrong. That was just it. Liam could always look at me and know something was wrong. It was like he was connected to me in some way. "Hey, Gage, why don't you go grab us a few beers from the house," he said, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Good idea, I thought something was missing," Gage mumbled as he left Liam and I in the garage. Alone. "What's wrong, Ryley?" Liam's voice was so low, he knew.

"I'm... sorry. I'm so sorry, Liam," I said, willing myself not to cry.

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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

FOR3VER by M. Dauphin H.Q. Frost

OMG !!! I could not put this book down. Once I started reading I could not put it down. M. Dauphin and H.Q. Frost have taken their two different but, amazing writing style and have created one epic read. I just love these two author. I could not wait to get FOR3VER into my greedy hands I knew this was going to be an amazing read, but I did not expect this. This story went above and beyond my expectations.

This book completely shattered me, then piece by

piece put me back together again.

As I read, I fell in love with these young kids. It all started at the age of 6 when Ryley moved in next door to the Porter boy's Gage, Liam, and, their grand mother. The three of them became inseparable vowing to be best friends forever. Two years later at the young age of 8 Liam had realized what love was and, he love his best friend Ryley Reynolds, and vowed to always protect her.

* Excerpt *

"Are you sad, Ry?"

"Yes," she squeaked, nodding her head.

So I shoved my face at her. I smacked her with my nose, but got

my lips to hers and I kissed her as fast as I could. My heart was a

jackhammer in my chest and my stomach felt like a popcorn machine.

"Are you happy now?" I nervously shouted at her.

"Why'd you do that?" She rubbed her face where my nose smacked her.

"So you'd stop crying. I think you should be my girlfriend now."

Shortly after, things became complicated for Liam and Gage. With the return of their uncaring mother , her abusive boyfriend and, their half sister the boys had to endure some pretty tragic events. Fearing for Ryley's safety. Liam had to put distance between them.

* Excerpt *

That was one of the worst days of my life. I lost Ryley as my girlfriend

and I lost my dog to a sadistic fuck that I swore I'd kill if he hurt my

sister. I lost my trust in people and happiness was a rare gem in my

house anymore after I realized just how much the world could hurt you.

Gage was with me, the less I saw of Ryley, the more he started to talk to

me, but we didn't talk about pointless kid things anymore. We talked

about ways to get back at Rod; we talked about whose ass we were

going to kick in school if they looked at us funny. We talked about why

you can't love a girl without getting yourself hurt and why I needed to

let Ryley go. If I couldn't protect myself, I couldn't protect her.

Watching these young kids fall in love and, fall apart was intense and heartbreaking. This is an emotional torturing kind of read.

The love, loss, pain, sensual, heartbreak, awakening, the moving on, all kinds of emotions was stirred and blended very well in the story. I cried like a baby throughout my journey with this read, but even during some of the worst times, I still was able to smile even though my heart was completely broken.

I can not praise these two authors enough who has come together and created such a exceptionally, beautifully well written story.

As much as this book made me cry and, crushed my heart on so many occasions, it left me deliriously happy.

Likes:

✔The character development in this story is incredible.

✔Beautiful happy ending.

✔no cliffhanger!

✔Duel Point of View

✔The gut wrenching emotion was replaced by many happy tears.

✔It is a unforgettable read

✔The music was right on with the way you saw these two.

✔Sneak Peak to "Bang" the funny sexy story of Jack and Jenny

Dislikes

✔(I cant not think of a single things I disliked about this read)

I was graciously given an ARC copy of FOR3VER for an honest review...

My suggestion is buy this book you will not regret it.

Christy

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Book Tour Silver Bastard by Joanna Wylde

Meet Puck & Becca on April 7th!

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First in the new Silver Valley series from the New York Times bestselling author of the Reapers Motorcycle Club Novels.

Fourteen months. For fourteen months, Puck Redhouse sat in a cell and kept his mouth shut, protecting the Silver Bastards MC from their enemies. Then he was free and it was time for his reward--full membership in the club, along with a party to celebrate. That's when he saw Becca Jones for the first time and set everything in motion. Before the night ended he'd violated his parole and stolen her away from everything she knew.

Five years. It was five years ago that Puck destroyed Becca and saved her all in one night. She's been terrified of him ever since, but she's even more terrified of the monsters he still protects her from... But Becca refuses to let fear control her. She's living her life and moving forward, until she gets a phone call from the past she can't ignore. She has to go back, and there's only one man she can trust to go with her--the ex-con biker who rescued her once before.

Puck will help her again, but this time it'll be on his terms. No more lies, no more tears, and no more holding back what he really wants...

Excerpt

“What the fuck happened out here?” Danielle asked, her arm suddenly around my shoulders. I immediately felt better. Danielle and I balanced each other out perfectly—she was batshit crazy and insanely optimistic. Make that dangerously, recklessly optimistic. As for me, I spent nearly all my time focused on staying sane and getting ahead. That didn’t leave much time for things like actually living my life.

We’d met each other our senior year of high school, when she’d offered to drive me back and forth to town in her shiny new Jeep Wrangler. This spared me from the horror of sharing a battered school bus with every hormonal teen living in the greater Callup metropolitan area. After a particularly harrowing ride home in her car one night (long story short, it took us six hours to travel thirty miles and by the time we pulled into town, we had matching tattoos of chipmunks wearing scarves) I decided it was my job to keep her from accidentally killing herself.

In return, she pushed me to do fun things, reminding me at least once a week that I was only twenty-one and perhaps the fate of the universe didn’t literally rest on whether or not I balanced my checkbook to the penny. Along the way, she taught me how to do smoky eye makeup, how not to freak out when a guy asked me to dance, and how to “borrow” music off the Internet. (When I pointed out that “borrowing” music was stealing, she agreed and started using iTunes for her downloads. To finance this, she “borrowed” her dad’s credit card.)

“Well, apparently me and Blake no longer work here,” I said, leaning my head against her. “I don’t know if you’re fired or not.”

“Fuck that,” Danielle declared. “Eva can kiss my ass. If you’re out, I’m out.”

“You weren’t even part of it,” I protested.

“I don’t care. You’re a much better waitress than I am. If she fired you, no way I’d last there anyway. Let’s go get drunk!”

About the Author:

Joanna Wylde is a New York Times bestselling author and creator of the Reapers Motorcycle Club series. She currently lives in Idaho.

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Cover Reveal Marked by Charisse Spiers

Title: Marked

Author: Charisse Spiers

Cover Reveal: April 7, 2015

Release Day: Summer 2015

Welcome to my fucking world. My name is Kaston Cox and I’m a criminal’s worst nightmare. Most people run from darkness, but I live in it, require it, and thrive in the night. Some call me a monster, some a lover of evil, and others, the devil himself, but they’re all wrong. I’m just a shadow in the dark. I speak for the innocent when no one else will. Once I have marked you, you better beg for forgiveness, because your time has run out…

Revenge is the ultimate wage for evil. Some just can’t stomach to do it themselves. That’s where I come in. I am the ultimate judge when called upon for justice. I will decide who lives and who dies. Blood may be on my hands, but it’s not the blood of the innocent. Remorse is nowhere to be found. I don’t give a shit if you understand. I can live with the man I look at every day in the mirror. My soul was tainted the day I was conceived. You think you know me? You have no fucking idea. I am who I am because of what they did to her, and to him. They were my family. This was the only form of restitution he believed in. I owed him everything. I took over the empire he built. This is how I repay him. There was only one rule: never allow emotions to form. Numb and heartless are the only two ways to live.

What I never included in the plan…was her.

My name is Lux Larsen. My life is as perfect as it can get. I’m a partier, a seductress when it comes to something that I want, and the ultimate sexual con artist. I use my body to get what I want and I’m not ashamed. Designer tags are what I’m after. I love sex. I’m good at it. Fuck double standards. Guys can do it, well guess what, so can I. I will never be caught back on the other side of the tracks for as long as I live. I left that hellhole years ago. I’ll do anything to stay away. You can call me a whore if you want, but I just look at it as I’ve decided to become a player in a man’s game, and I’m a fucking pro at it. Love is for the weak minded. Weak is something I’ll never be.

I never anticipated the predator that would find me. I’m now his prey…but I’m not sure I can run.

The world likes to think that love is only pure, only for those that do good, but what no one considers is when bad has to be done to formulate a different type of good. Two of the most random people can be a perfect match, being placed together like pieces to a puzzle. Being in the wrong place at the right time can be terrifying and it can also be exactly what is supposed to happen, because sometimes…love is born in the dark.

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"Here. Good play. I can't say with that view it was the worse time I've ever lost money." He turns and walks away as they announce last call over the speakers.

"Does that mean I get half? I'd say I earned it."

I look at Makayla as she turns toward me and hangs her legs over the side. "You think so?"

"I didn't see you pulling your dick out as bait. My pussy was the one on display so you could win."

I move in front of her and grab her chin, closing in toward her. She starts to close her eyes until I speak. "Let's get one thing straight, baby. I would have won whether your pussy was present or not, but since you helped by sending him to the bathroom to take care of the hard-on you just created, I'll repay you in orgasms here in a few minutes. How does that sound?"

She grabs a handful of my shirt in her fist, pulling me closer. "Damn, just take me already. I've never been so turned on in my life." She presses her lips to mine and the alcohol takes over, directing all of my muscle movement. I grab her hips and pull her toward me as I roughly kiss her back. She instantly wraps her legs around my waist. I grind her against my now hardening cock. She grabs the waistband of my pants, no longer concerned with where we are.

"Starting without me?"

I release her lips and look at Danyel standing next to the pool table. It's just now that I realize the bar is completely empty. "Where is the rest of staff?"

"I sent them home and locked the doors. Since I'm the manager I can do that. No one ever complains when being sent home early at closing. No work for them and a good time for me after a long night. It's a win/ win situation."

Makayla groans out, clearly frustrated and not wanting to share. I nod for Danyel to come closer and look at Makayla, locking my eyes with hers. "I'm your partner. You trust me in the field, right?" She nods, her eyes flitting from my eyes to my mouth and back again. "Trust me now. Be open-minded. Just because you try something new doesn't mean you have a label. We're all straight. Danyel probably likes dick more than you do. Got me?"

She breathes deeply, clearly nervous, but nods lightly. "Yeah, okay. I'll try...for you." I'm going to pretend I didn't hear longing in her voice and hope like hell I don't regret this at work Monday.

I reach out and hook my index finger over Danyel's waistband, pulling her closer. I kiss her, starting things slow. She slides her tongue inside my mouth, allowing each of our taste’s to mix, creating one of its own. I stop and turn to Makayla, doing the same. She moans into my mouth before I release her lips. "See. You taste her. You taste me. It's no different." I continue to look at her. "Danyel. Come show her how gentle you can be. I want to watch."

I step back, allowing Danyel to take my place. I can see the disappointment written all over her face, but she remains silent. Danyel touches her knee and skims her fingertips up Makayla's thigh, tracing the side of her body until her hand is on the side of Makayla's neck. "Relax, Makayla, and I'll reward you later." Her shoulders immediately drop.

Danyel lowers her face and kisses Makayla, slowly at first, but then you can tell the moment Danyel slides her tongue between Makayla's lips, because she completely lets go, and places her hands in Danyel's auburn hair, wanting more. My dick presses against my pants, wanting free, as I watch two beautiful women experiencing each other for the first time. The room is hazed from the alcohol, but that's exactly where I need to be.

I walk up to Danyel's backside, pressing my front against her. I press my lips next to her ear as they continue to kiss. "Do to her as I do to you. Are we clear?"

I found books when I was going through a hard time in life. They became my means of escape when things got bad. I realized quickly how much I loved to take a backseat to someone else's life and watch the journey unfold. That began my journey with books in November of 2012. I constantly had a book open on my Kindle app. Never in a million years would I have imagined myself as a writer, because I never thought I was creative enough. I'm living proof that things will fall into place when they're meant to be. People will make their way into our lives when we don't expect it, setting the path for what we are meant to do. Never give up on people. Never stop taking a chance on others. Someone took a chance on trusting me with her work when she didn't know me from a stranger on the street and gave me the opportunity of a lifetime as our relationship progressed, which led me to editing and writing as well. This is my dream I never knew I had. As soon as I sat down and gave writing a shot, it was like the floodgates opened. Now, I am lost in a world of fiction in my head, new characters constantly screaming for their stories to be told. Continue to dream and to go for them. No one ever found happiness by sitting on the sidelines. Sometimes we have to take risks and put ourselves out there. Thank you for all of your support, and may there be many books to come. XOXO- C