Wednesday, September 20, 2017

NEW BOOK OUT!!- "Find Me" by Tiffany Snow

by Tiffany Snow
Penned Series: The Kathleen Turner Series, The Tangled Ivy Trilogy, and The Risky Business Trilogy.
AND single novel: Blank Slate.

Book 3, in The Corrupted Hearts Series
"Find Me"
Genre: Contemporary, Romantic Suspense. 290 pages.
Price: $4.99 ebook (at time of post)
Book Link: Click Here
As the head of the government’s secret Vigilance spy program, computer guru China Mack already has her hands full when her billionaire boyfriend, Jackson Cooper, asks for one of them in marriage. 

Thrown for a loop by the sudden proposal, China’s usually well-ordered life takes another hit when someone tries to assassinate the president. Even that comes with a shocking twist: the primary suspect is none other than her ex-partner, Clark Slattery. With nowhere else to turn, the sexy loner needs China’s help and expertise. Clark has linked the assassination attempt to a failed secret operation undertaken six years ago—and a deadly cover-up that’s putting the leader of the free world in the crosshairs. But the president isn’t the only one in harm’s way. 

Now, China is going to have to dig deep for information that’s beyond even her clearance. And what she discovers may have far-reaching consequences for her life and everyone else in it.
My Rating:  πŸ“”πŸ“”πŸ“”πŸ“”πŸ“”
My Thoughts: China Mack Is Totally Back!!
        To say I was eagerly waiting for this book is an understatement! Tiffany Snow has crafted another successful installment in the corrupted heart series and let me just say I’m sooo happy there is another book to follow. IF you haven’t read the previous novels do so immediately, because: one they’re amazing and two they’re vital to understanding what’s happening and what’s to come.
       Continuing to run Vigilance, the government’s secret spy program only enacted by the president himself, China Mack is faced with many situations that are life threatening or altering, but nothing has prepared her for a sudden marriage proposal from her super sexy rich boyfriend, Jackson Cooper. Now, never one to let anything throw her routing driven life for too long, China does what she does best, and immediately helps those she loves with no thought to herself. After the President is almost assassinated and all clues begin to point to her partner Clark Slattery, China begins to dig into past operations and Clark’s past to find out any connections. Problem is when dealing with espionage and government secrets some information may be too dangerous to ever be revealed.
        Overall, great hilarious and suspenseful, chapter after chapter read! China is my girl, because the more I read of her the more China Mack shines as both brains and beauty. China is a brainiac but a simple girl with her issues making her relatable. Now the conflict of should it be Clark or Jackson is there in this novel, but honestly its like can China really lose in choosing between those two fine choices? Each man is show cased more in this novel, especially Clark and I must admit I’m still a huge Clark fan despite any proposal offered by Jackson. Also freaking love Mia and all she does in supporting China, hope I have a niece as cool and understanding as her, because Lord knows I have my quirks. And Can I just say love the bit of cross over of the Kathleen Turner characters into this series, even if its because of a bullet shot at him. So if your into a geek being the heroine midst government conspiracies, then you’ll enjoy this novel.
Chapter 1: 
I had a boyfriend for Valentine’s Day. 
        It was Valentine’s Day, and I, China Mack, had a boyfriend. 
        My boyfriend and I were going on a date, on Valentine’s Day. 
        No matter how many times and ways I said it inside my head, it still felt like a fairy tale. I was one of those people who ignored Valentine’s Day. If someone brought it up, I shrugged it off as a “Hallmark“ Hallmark Holiday.” Then I’d go home and shoot up men on Halo. A lot of men (I was pretty darn good at Halo). 
        But tonight, there would be no first-person-shooter games for me, because I had a real-life boyfriend who was taking me to a real-world brick-and-mortar restaurant for a classic, romantic Valentine’s Day date. 
        I’d even been promised roses and chocolates. (Yes, I’d asked for them, but still. He could’ve said no.) There would be flowers and candy and a boyfriend and wine and dinner and fantastic, toe-curling sex afterward with my amazing, wonderful, handsome, brilliant, and, did I mention rich? boyfriend. 
        It was going to be perfect. 
        As soon as I squeezed into my dress. 
        “Stop wriggling,” Mia complained. “You’re going to get your skin caught in the zipper, and that’ll hurt like hell, trust me.” 
        “It itches,” I complained. 
        “So what? You look amazing. You’re wearing it, and I don’t care if it itches. Now hold your hair so it doesn’t get caught in the zipper. And be careful! I worked hard on those curls.” 
         Mia was my sixteen-year-old niece who’d gotten all those “girl” genes that had skipped right over me. My hair was coal black, thick, and long. Usually, my hair style of choice—and ability—was a ponytail. Tonight, Mia had spent an hour with various heating and styling implements to turn my hair into a work of art. And I had to say, she’d succeeded. 
         Long curls in an artful disarray streamed down my back, while the sides were pinned up behind my ears. Some twisting strands were left loose and framed my face, making my jawline appear delicate and feminine—two adjectives I had trouble pulling off on the best of days. 
         My usual attire was jeans, a T-shirt, and a button-up shirt layered over that because I was perpetually cold. Tonight, I was guaranteed to freeze because the dress Mia was currently zipping me into had less fabric than my summertime Endor Star Wars pajamas.
          I had one “real” dress (Mia’s description) in my wardrobe, bought for a work-related-undercover-kind-of-thing. Though in reality I had four—if you counted the Dalek dress I’d had specially made for Halloween, my Uhura miniskirt dress from Star Trek, and Princess Γ‰owyn’s wedding gown from The Return of the King. I’d wanted to wear the work dress for tonight. Mia had firmly vetoed that plan. 
          “Jackson’s already seen you in that dress,” she’d said. 
          I didn’t see why that was a reason for Jackson—the aforementioned boyfriend—not to see me in it again, but I’d been hauled out to the shopping mall despite my quite logical argument that if I continued with this “rule” of not rewearing garments Jackson had seen, I’d soon be out of space in my closet. Mia had ignored me. 
          She’d chosen this dress, and while I’d been skeptical, she was right. As usual. It was a deep midnight-blue, which she said “brought out” my eyes, which were also blue. Silver threads were woven through the fabric (and were the source of the itching), but weren’t visible until light hit them in just the right way, so no matter which way I turned, I sparkled. It was a cap sleeve with a V-neckline that showed more cleavage than I usually displayed. And since I usually displayed none, I hoped Jackson appreciated the view, because it was darn cold. Since I barely topped five foot two on a good day, Mia said I needed a short hem, which was the only part of the dress not clinging to me like a second skin. Floaty and overlaid with a filmy blue fabric, the skirt stopped an inch above my knee and flared when I spun in a circle, which I’d done too many times to be appropriate for my age. I was twenty-four, not six. 
            So, the bottom line was that the woman looking back at me in the mirror when Mia was (finally) through with my makeup looked nothing like the China Mack (that’s me) that I saw every day, which I suppose was the point. It was a holiday, after all, even if it was just a Hallmark one.
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Blood & Bone Series Blitz

"Blood & Bone Series"
by Tara Brown
Genre: YA SciFi/Mystery
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What would you do if your life was a lie—and everyone knew but you?
Jane has come a long way from the dark days of the horrific car accident that robbed her of many memories. Living the life of a shopgirl with a charming boyfriend—a handsome, green-eyed doctor named Derek—is so satisfying that she doesn’t want to revisit her past.
But the past insists on revisiting Jane. People keep thinking she’s Samantha, a dead girl who looks exactly like her. Now, Jane is determined to discover her connection to the girl, leading her to question everything from her relationship with Derek to her own sanity. Should she believe Rory, the man who insists she actually is Samantha? Or should she depend on Derek, who offers her love and shelter…but who may have other reasons for keeping her under wraps? Who is telling her the truth—and what are the others hiding?
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Not even the warning label on the experimental project could have prepared Jane Spears for the nightmare she would walk into when the Ashley Potter case landed in her lap. Deep inside the victim’s mind, Jane finds clues hinting at the worst crimes she has ever come upon. But the bread crumbs don’t lead anywhere, and in the waking light Jane discovers nothing is as she believed. The conspiracy goes deeper than she can reveal, and the crimes are too hideous to leave unsolved. Can she stop it all in time, or will she be sucked in—trapped by the deranged mastermind?
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Being a mind runner isn’t easy, but catching criminals is all that matters to Jane Spears. Though her job may be gruesome, she’s not willing to stop just yet. And even as she admires the ring from her fiancΓ©, she has no intention of letting a wedding sidetrack her work—not when she’s about to delve into the darkest mind she’s ever encountered.
As she starts to explore the twisted ruins of a sociopath’s psyche, Jane realizes she may have finally met her match. She knew this case would be a challenge, but she didn’t expect to get caught in a mind-bending nightmare. Because this irredeemable murderer seems to know something about Jane that even she doesn’t—something unspeakable lurking in her past. Can she escape the killer’s derangement unscathed and ready to walk down the aisle?
I believe growing up in a really small town gives a person a little advantage when it comes to the imagination. You need one or you go mad.
Needless to say, mine saved me. After it got me into trouble first, that is. That's the problem with a vivid imagination, all the lies you tell.
I am happily married with two daughters.
I have two giant dogs, two savage cats, and a penchant for a glass of red.
Also, I drag my bread through the sauce. I can't help myself, bread is life.
According to my age, I am meant to be a responsible adult, but it isn't going well at all. I would still head off to Hogwarts tomorrow and I suspect there isn't a single wardrobe I haven't crept into, hoping to find the door to Narnia. And don't even get me started on the King's Road, I get lost.
Fortunately, I am an international bestseller so I have wormed my way into a quirky or eccentric category.
Thank God for that.
I am represented by Natalie Lakosil from the Bradford Literary Agency and am published traditionally with Montlake Romance.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Hey, It's A Release Blitz for "Royal Attraction" by Tiffany Truitt

"Royal Attraction"
Genre: New Adult, Romance. 235 pages.
Price: $3.99 ebook (at time of post)
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Alexandra Ryans’s life has been anything but normal. Some might even call it a fairy tale. As the daughter of the former U.S. ambassador to England, she grew up within the palace walls, best friends with the three young princes. Adored by the press and the British people. What more could a girl want?

If only the press knew the real story behind her relationships with the Dudley boys. Then, they’d really sell some papers.

Oliver Dudley, youngest son and third in line for the throne, loves everything about his life. The fame. The parties. The women. The utter lack of expectations and responsibilities that come with being last in the line of succession. But while the world thinks he has everything he wants, there's one thing he was never able to call his own—the beautiful and spunky American Aly Ryans. But how can he convince her when she hates everything about his life? And what is he willing to give up to get her?
My Rating: πŸ“”πŸ“”πŸ“”πŸ“”πŸ“–
My Thoughts: Is it that hard to choose between the Heir and the Spare?

         To say I judged this book purely by the title alone is completely true. I love all things royal, be it contemporary or historical, I'm a complete Anglophile and history nerd. So I immediately jumped at the chance to read and review this book to which I can say I am glad I did. 
         Being the daughter of the U.S. ambassador to England meant Alexandra Ryan's life was already atypical. But when the death of her mother and friendship of the king of England garners her and her father a home within the palace; Now Aly's life will be anything but normal. So in what should have been a fairy tale growing up with the three young Dudley princes as her best friends, turns drastically into a nightmare when more than one Dudley vies for her affection and beings trouble amongst the close knit group. Aly rashly decides to run back to the United States to save what little relationships they still had, but when called back to England out of family obligations, it's clear her heart isn't dead to past feelings and drama quickly ensue when a prince or two comes to her. 
         Overall, good read that became infuriating at times only because why couldn't the characters just have a row at it and get it all out there! Then again the angst of will it happen or who will she end up with is half the fun. Honestly, I'd have taken all three princes, perhaps Fredrick the most partially due to him being the nerd of the group and the other two would just be a bit above me. My favorite part of this novel was the multiple characters, I felt that each character was exposed enough for me to get to know them, love them, or hate them (*cough, Henry). Buuut I want more I'd love each brother to get a single novel if possible, especially with the whole family and royal change up at the end there. (Read the book and you'll see) So if you like royals like Will and Kate or are interested in Prince Harry envisioning what life would be like living among them, this book will help sate that dream curiosity.  

Tiffany Truitt was born in Peoria, Illinois. A self-proclaimed Navy brat, Tiffany spent most of her childhood living in Virginia, but don’t call her a Southerner. She also spent a few years living in Cuba. Since her time on the island of one McDonalds and Banana Rats (don't ask), she has been obsessed with traveling. Tiffany recently added China to her list of travels (hello inspiration for a new book).

Besides traveling, Tiffany has always been an avid reader. The earliest books she remembers reading belong to The Little House on the Prairie Series. First book she read in one day? Little Woman (5th grade). First author she fell in love with? Jane Austen in middle school. Tiffany spent most of her high school and college career as a literary snob. She refused to read anything considered "low brow" or outside the "classics."
Tiffany began teaching middle school in 2006. Her students introduced her to the wide, wonderful world of Young Adult literature. Today, Tiffany embraces popular Young Adult literature and uses it in her classroom. She currently teaches the following novels: The Outsiders, Speak, Night, Dystopian Literature Circles: The Hunger Games, The Giver, The Uglies, and Matched.

Friday, September 15, 2017

COVER REVEAL!!- "Forever Cursed" (Never Ever Series, Book 2) by Sarah J. Pepper


Release Date: 
October 10, 2017

Genre: New Adult, Fantasy, Romance. 177 pages
 Pre-Order Price: $0.99 (at time of post)
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Captain James
Peter may as well be imprisoned on Neverland with us for he consumes Miss Bell’s thoughts, stealing her away from me. His retaliation is a constant threat of which we cannot escape. Even so, that pathetic excuse of a man is the least of my worries.

Corrupt and vile creatures rule this tiny spit of land, brought here by fairies, by Miss Bell.
Whether she admits it or not, she needs my protection. Yet, I catch her glancing at my severed arm with pity in her eyes. She thinks of me as weak, injured, and any number of inadequacies. Feck. I will not stand for it! I will protect her even if it costs me my life.
- - - 
Miss Bell
Captain James makes no attempt to shield the darkness harbored in his eyes, like he wants me—needs me—to see what most people do. 
“Remember that the same hand I use to caress your delicate skin has been stained with the blood of my enemies,” he says, cupping my cheek. “Do not assume my affection for you is something others have experienced. Understood, Miss Bell?”

I understand. 

Hell, I am counting on it. 

Peter would rather see me dead than in the arms of another, and I have no intention of dying—especially not when Captain James makes me feel so alive.
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Award Winning Author, Sarah J. Pepper, specializes in fantasy and paranormal romance. She unveils the beauty of love in her new adult/young adult novels. Her works envelope dark, paranormal romance - think "happy ever after" but with a twisted, dark chocolate center. Real-life romance isn't only filled with hugs, kisses, bunnies, and rainbows. True-love can be more thoroughly described in times of darkness and tribulation. It's in those harsh moments where you see what a person is truly capable of - both the good and bad. Sometimes prince-charming isn't always on time, and the glass slipper is a little snug. However, it doesn't mean Charming is not Mr. Right, and who says every shoe is the perfect fit? Get a glimpse inside her head at

Monday, September 11, 2017

Hey, It's A Blog Tour for "Moribund" by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

Book 1, in The Circuit Fae Series
Genre: Young Adult, LGBTQ+, Urban Fantasy. 300 pages.
Pre-Order Price: $3.82 ebook (at time of post)
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Dark Fae. Romance. Evil Plots. High school. Our heroines could be in for the greatest adventure ever.
If only they could decide whether to kill or kiss each other. 
High school sophomore Syl Skye is an ordinary girl. At least, she’s trying to be. School photographer and all-around geek, she introverts hard and keeps her crush on sexy-hot glam-Goth alt-rock star Euphoria on the down-low. But when a freak accident Awakens her slumbering power, Syl is forced to accept a destiny she never wanted—as the last sleeper-princess of the fair Fae.
Suddenly hunted by the dark Fae, Syl’s pretty sure things can’t get any worse. Until she discovers her secret crush, Euphoria, is really a dark Circuit Fae able to harness the killing magic in technology. Even worse, she’s been sent to destroy Syl. 
With mean girls and magic and dark Fae trying to kill her, it’ll take more than just “clap if you believe in fairies” to save Syl’s bacon—not to mention, her heart. 


Chapter 1:(Syl)

Can you see them—the fair ones, the dark ones? 

Lurking just beyond the edge of light 

They are there, waiting for you 

Waiting, waiting for you to Awaken

- Glamma’s Grimm

      If dreams are supposed to be prophetic, then I must be destined to be a track star. I’m always running in this dream, running through the wet city streets after the crash. My leg is bleeding, a piece of iron shrapnel sticking out, glinting in the streetlights. The shadows warp. There are…things chasing me. Dark and terrible things. 

      And among them, her

      I’ve never seen her face, only a flash of sapphire-blue eyes ringed in gold. She’s not human—because, of course she’s not. Goodness knows, I can’t have normal dreams—but I’m drawn to her, the deepest part of what makes me me tugged and stretched and pulled inside out until I’m aching. 

      Until my heart is an arrow pointing straight at her.

      Also, she’s chasing me, but also she’s helping me escape.       Also also? I think I’m totally crushing on her. And her on me. 
      How can I tell? Because dreams are officially dumb. Apparently, so am I, because for the first time ever in my dream, I stop running. I turn, waiting for her to come out of the night, my huntress, my savior. Her shadow moves in the darkness, closer, closer… 
       I’m just about to glimpse her— 
       Clink! Clank! I jolt awake to the clatter of dishes ten minutes before my alarm. Ugh. I was so close. Not to mention, today is not the day I want to wake up early. 
       I roll over, tucking the covers up over my head. It doesn’t help. Clank! Clatter! 
       Mondays are Mom’s day off—Mondays and Saturdays. Saturdays. The rest of the week, she’s up before the street sweepers and gone hours before I even think of rolling out of bed. She’s a business of one, cleaning the schools before anyone is even in them. I guess it’s good she’s a morning person. 
        Right now, I wish I were. Because I’m so not. 
        I lie there in my makeshift blanket fort, straining to get back to my dream, to where I was just about to see…her. 
        But nope. 
        In trying to be quiet, Mom’s louder than ever. Every clink and chink is followed by an “oops” or sigh or the frenzied sounds of someone trying to quiet their actions while somehow managing to make even more noise. I love my mom, but of all days— 
         Clank! Claaaaaaaaaank! 
         Seriously? I shove my beat-up e-reader off the bed and stuff my pillow over my head. I’m regretting my poor life choices in staying up till one a.m. to finish “just one more chapter.” Maybe that’s why I’m having crazy dreams. Too much Irish folklore. I’ve been obsessed ever since Ms Duffy assigned that “personal heritage” project freshman year. Whatever. That e-reader’s been my best friend this entire summer. 
         Ever since Fiann started ditching me. Right after the accident. 
         I was dead for like two minutes, or so the doctors say. 
         Fiann was supposed to be my best friend, but hers was the only face that seemed unhappy when I awoke, when I recovered, when I came back to school for the last few weeks before summer break… 
         We’re not friends anymore. Not really. 
          Our “break up” has been brewing for a while now. Ever since midway through my freshman year. My dad’s checks stopped coming, which meant less money, which meant fewer extracurriculars. Which meant…I couldn’t keep up with Fiann and the rest of my friends. 
          She started treating me different right away—ignoring me, excluding me, ditching me… 
          The night of the crash was the final nail in the coffin of our friendship. 
          All summer, I’ve been a regular hermit. A pariah. 
          “Syl!” Mom’s voice echoes down the hall of our shotgun apartment. 
           Gah! “Just ten more minutes.” I am so not a morning person. Even the idea of opening my eyes is painful. 
           My alarm goes off. It’s clearly a conspiracy. I give up on sleep, on my dream, on seeing her. “Fine! I’m up.” 
           “You don’t want to be late,” Mom calls from the kitchen like some cheerfully disembodied Jiminy Cricket. “Not on your first day as a sophomore.” 
           Don’t I? Dreams are scary and all, but it’s reality I’ve been dreading. The idea of having to face Fiann and all the girls who I’d thought were my friends sucks the life out of me. Big-time. That, along with having to explain how I—we, Fiann and me—survived a train wreck. Now she’s a local hero, and I’m just the weird “girl who lived.” 
            It sounds all Harry Potter cool, but it’s not. Not by a long shot. 
            Aside from my weird dreams, I don’t even remember anything about that night. It’s all a blare of blinding white—heat and burning flame. 
            Apparently, Fiann dragged me from the train, a huge spike of iron shrapnel sticking out of my leg. She saved my life, and now she won’t even talk to me? It doesn't make any sense. I heave a sigh. When you're going through hell, just keep going. That's what my Glamma Always says.
            Said, I remind myself.
Author Bio:
Author Links: Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter.
Raised by witches and dragons in the northern wilds, GIE writes angsty urban fantasy YA romance--where girls who are mortal enemies kick butt, take names, and fall in love against all odds. 
She enjoys long hikes in the woods (where better to find the fair folk?), believing in fairies (in fact, she's clapping right now), dancing with dark elves (always wear your best shoes), being a self-rescuing princess (hello, black belt!), and writing diverse books about teenage girls finding love, romance, and their own inner power.
She might be planning high tea at the Fae Court right now. 
GIE is multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality.