Monday, November 24, 2014

Felicity Heaton Q&A Interview with Giveaway


1. Out of all the books you have written so far, can you tell us which one is your favorite and why?

I have a feeling that this book is going to be mentioned a lot in this interview, but my favourite has to be Tempted by a Rogue Prince, because I had been waiting to write that book since I kicked off the Eternal Mates series with Kissed by a Dark Prince in November 2013. Vail, the hero, captivated me instantly and I was desperate to write his story and help him move past a massively difficult period of his life (just the four thousand years in duration) and find some good to carry him forward into a better future. I’m a sucker for heroes who need to be redeemed and this dark elf needed it far more than any hero that has come before him!

2. Which book was the hardest for you to write?

I’ve had a few troublesome ones, where one of the characters was causing me difficulties, but in terms of being hard to write, I would say that Tempted by a Rogue Prince was probably the toughest so far. It was very emotionally draining and taxing, and dealt with some dark stuff as the hero was very much broken and he had been through a lot in his long life that had shaped him and made him a touch mad.
Readers can check out Tempted by a Rogue Prince at:

3. Can you tell us about your latest release?

Her Avenging Angel is the final book in the story arc in the Her Angel paranormal romance series. Everything that has happened has been leading up to this book, which ties up everything in the series and kicks off a whole new series in the process. It’s packed with drama and emotion, and a lot of action. It also deals with another broken hero. Nevar has been through Hell (literally) during the series and has hit rock bottom, and Her Avenging Angel was the moment when I was finally going to be able to redeem him and raise him up from that pit of despair and darkness, and give him a better life. Lysia is the perfect heroine for him. She refuses to give up, is strong enough to weather his moods and attempts to drive her away, and does all in her power to make him realise that beneath all the layers of darkness still beats the heart of the angel he once was.
Everyone gets involved in this one too as they attempt to convince our reluctant hero, Nevar, to save the three realms from Armageddon. It was wonderful to bring all the past heroes and heroines into this final book, and of course introduce a whole new group of heroes. They’ll be the focus of the next series, Angels of the Apocalypse.
Readers can download a six chapter sample of the book at my website:

4. What inspired you to start writing paranormal romance?

I’ve loved paranormal genre stuff since I was really young, like just starting to read young and in single digits. I have book reports where I call every book boring unless it has vampires, werewolves, witches or monsters in it! I was hooked at an early age and it has stayed with me throughout my life. My passion for it only grew in strength when I read the classics as a teen, devouring Dracula and Frankenstein, and reading H P Lovecraft and Poe. I read classic romances too, like Jane Eyre, North and South, Persuasion and Pride and Prejudice too. I think I began to blend those two very separate genres, falling for vampires and other creatures of the night, imagining worlds where they existed.
I had never intended to become a writer. I wrote a little in school, but nothing after that until I fell into writing fanfiction for a popular TV show, Buffy. That progressed into rekindling my love of dreaming up worlds of vampires and I began writing my own worlds populated by my own characters. I’m happiest when I’m writing about them because I love doing something different, twisting accepted norms into something new, playing with mythical creatures and history. It’s amazing fun and I can spend hours just figuring out the finer details about the breed of vampires in a series, or crafting their world, layering in the details that makes it feel real to readers. In paranormal, the possibilities are endless, only limited by my imagination, and my imagination loves to push the boundaries.

5. Do you have a favorite hero or heroine?

Vail, who is the somewhat regularly mentioned in this interview dark elf from my Eternal Mates series of paranormal romance stories. Since beginning the Eternal Mates series with Kissed by a Dark Prince in November 2013, I have fallen deeply in love with Vail. He’s broken and tormented by the things he has done, but not beyond redemption. I really looked forward to writing this book and giving him a brighter future with his fated mate, setting him on the path towards being healed and leading a normal life again. Writing his book, Tempted by a Rogue Prince, really was everything I had expected it to be—a very emotional journey. He made me cry a few times, and readers have blamed me for a tissue shortage in their houses because of this book. Now, I’m looking forward to catching up with him in future books in the Eternal Mates series. People can read all about the series over at my website:

6. Who are some of your favorite authors?

I love several paranormal romance authors. I absolutely love Lara Adrian’s books. I also love to read series by Sherrilyn Kenyon and Larissa Ione, and sometimes Christine Feehan and Lynsay Sands, and I used to be really into Gena Showalter but she’s changed so much that I’m not sure I’ll read her books again.
I’ve recently discovered Elisabeth Naughton too. I finally read the first book in her Eternal Guardians series in July and devoured a few books after that one, and I’ve bought the rest of the series. I also like to dabble in Donna Grant’s dragon shifters too. When I have time to read, I pretty much devour books one after the other, mixing up the authors and series.

7. Do you happen to have a current work in progress that you would be willing to share a wee bit about with the readers?

Sure I can. This is from Hunted by a Jaguar, which is the next book in the Eternal Mates series and also my next release. It’s due out on January 6th!

A little backstory… this is close to the start of the book, and Kyter’s first face-to-face meeting with his heroine, Iolanthe. Kyter is being a naughty kitty by trying to make his unflappable heroine blush and trying to win her over as they’re both after the same object…

Kyter took a step back, his boots scuffing across the dusty stone floor in the old empty building, stooped and unzipped the main compartment of his backpack. He set down his guidebook, took out his canteen and straightened. The female eyed him, her blade still held at the ready. At least she hadn’t attacked when he had feigned dropping his guard.
He unscrewed the cap on his canteen and then put it back on as an idea came to him.
He set the canteen down on his backpack. Stood and stared across the narrow strip of ground to the female, making sure he had the whole of her attention. When he had assured himself that she was still staring at him, he grabbed the hem of his black t-shirt and pulled it up.
Her eyes shot wide.
“Wh-what do you think you are doing?” She edged back a step and her blade dropped a few inches before it came back up.
He smirked and pulled the top off over his head, taking his time about it and giving her a nice, leisurely look at his stomach and chest. He dropped the black tee on his pack and she stared at him. No blush. No problem. He could get one out of her.
He swiped the canteen from beneath his tee, unscrewed the cap and raised it above his head. He tipped half of the contents over the longer tufts of his short sandy hair. Water ran down his face and throat and over his chest, blissfully cool against his hot skin.
She stammered. “What… I… what?”
Kyter shot her his best smile as he scrubbed his hand over his hair, tousling the wet strands and squeezing more water from them. It ran in rivulets down his face and his body.
A blush scalded her cheeks.
“I’m hot,” he murmured and rubbed the water into his bare chest. “And a little dusty. I’m remedying that.”
Because he hated being dirty.
But he could be dirty for her.
She blinked and her mouth flapped but no words came out. Her gaze betrayed her and fell to his chest as he swept his hand across it. The heat on her cheeks flared hotter. She turned her back on him and every inch of her went rigid.
“Put some clothes on.”
He smirked. “I have clothes on. I’m damned if I’m going to boil to death for you. Prude. You don’t like what you see, get out of my territory.”
She turned on him, her green eyes flashing fire.
“I am not a prude… and this is not your territory.” Her left eyebrow slowly rose and she murmured, “Territory. You have said that twice now.”
And he wouldn’t say it again, because he preferred it when people couldn’t tell what he was. His mixed genes normally masked his jaguar scent, making it impossible for all but the most experienced fae and demons to detect his species. At her age, she had probably met several jaguars, and he was surprised she hadn’t figured him out yet.
He still didn’t have a damn clue what she was.
She lowered the blade to her side and smiled at him, fluttering her eyelashes. Trying to play at his game? She was an awful actress. Too forced. Even the stupidest of males would have seen through her attempt to charm him.
She was going to be a tricky customer though. She wanted the artefact. He could see it in her eyes. He had animal magnetism to his advantage, and a better ability at acting, but something about her had him hungry for a taste of her, and he wasn’t sure it was purely her beauty or her gracefulness. If she took the stick out of her arse and really turned on the charm, he didn’t think he would be able to resist the fierce desire she stirred in him with only a look. Just thinking about it had him aching for her, growing hard in his combats.
He cursed himself for being too damn easy and turned away from her to look at the fresco, giving himself a moment to get his body back under control. He had to keep building on the foundations he had laid. He couldn’t give her a chance to pull herself back together. The quickest way to get in her good graces and get information out of her would be pretending to fall for her charms, giving her the impression she was in control of the situation, and then turning the tables on her.
The trouble was, he probably wouldn’t be pretending to fall for her poor attempts at seduction and he would probably forget all about the turning the tables part.
He felt her gaze roaming his back, intent and focused.
The scars on it burned.
Kyter whirled to face her, a growl rumbling through his chest, and she dropped her eyes to her boots.
“You not left yet?” he snapped and she straightened, pinning him with a glare.
“You have to leave.”
He shook his head and took a swig from his canteen. “Nope. I like it here.”
She pointed her blade at him again. “I have a weapon. You do not.”
Kyter slowly smiled. “Oh, I have a weapon. It’s around this big.”
He spaced his hands ten inches apart.
She blushed beautifully again. “You disgust me.”
“I was talking about a knife. I don’t know what you thought I was talking about… oh… man… you have a dirty mind.” He smirked as she huffed and turned away from him. Giving him her back? She either felt confident she could defend herself if he attacked, or she was beginning to feel he wasn’t a threat to her and was starting to trust him. “Name’s Kyter.”
“I have no interest in your name.” She swung her blade up onto her shoulder again and looked over it at him. “I shall call you Disgusting Pig.”
Kyter shrugged, luring her eyes back down to his body. “I’m not a pig.”
Her gaze jumped back up to his face and narrowed. “What are you?”
He shot her another smile. “I told you. I’m Kyter.”
Her huff filled the quiet room. “I should have named you Irritating.”
She looked as if she was considering leaving. Oddly, he didn’t want that to happen. He was enjoying playing with her. She had the most alluring little crinkle between her brows when he was frustrating her and he liked the way her eyes flashed green fire flecked with gold.
“Irritating is my middle name.” Kyter held his free hand out to her. “Most people call me Kyter.”
She slowly turned back to face him, looked at his hand, but didn’t take it. “Iolanthe.”
He bet a thousand men had told her what a pretty name she had. It suited her beauty. He was damned if he was going to be number one thousand and one though.
“So, Io.” He flinched when she shot down that attempt at friendliness with an icy glare and tried again. “Lanthe?”
She scowled and the sense of danger she constantly emitted grew stronger. “Do not shorten my name without permission.”
Tough customer.
He cleared his throat. If they were back at his bar, he would have offered her a drink to break the ice between them and get her to lower her guard. He cast a glance around the empty room, thinking about the arid ruins beyond it and the fact she wasn’t likely to want to leave this place to find a joint where they could share a drink. He didn’t want to leave either. He would have to do this the hard way.
Kyter offered her his canteen.
She raised an eyebrow at it. “What do you expect me to do with that?”
The unsteady edge to her eyes and her heartbeat said that she thought he meant her to toss water over herself in some sort of private wet t-shirt competition for his eyes only. While he wouldn’t say no to seeing her wet all over, it hadn’t been his intention and it was probably a little too soon for trying anything so risqué.

 Thank you so much for stopping by and chatting with me Miss Heaton and for sharing your WIP with us.

About Felicity Heaton:

Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.

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Series Release Blog Blitz by Sarah Elizabeth

Misjudged (Book one)


It was one night.

One night of pure intimacy with a guy she knew nothing about, that couldn’t have prepared her for the next chapter in her life.

But will it be for the better, or for the worse?

Eighteen year old, Alexis Harper, is a smart, attractive, and ambitious young woman with great friends, a doting father, and a scholarship at one of Washington State’s most prestigious Performing Arts Colleges.

When the mysterious stranger makes his arrival in her life, she’s captivated by him. She’s intrigued by his past and more so by what the future could possibly hold for them.

Meet Brandon Taylor.

A damaged and confused twenty year old who is grieving for the life he once had.

He didn’t think for one moment that he could ever find happiness, and he didn’t want to. He was happy living within the high walls he’d barricaded around himself.
It felt safe.

When Alexis’ and Brandon’s worlds collide, nobody could have prepared them for the emotional rollercoaster they were about to board together.

With love, loss, deceit, and betrayal abound, it’s pretty hard to trust even those closest to you, as both Brandon and Alexis are soon to find out.

***Suitable for 18 years + due to language and sexual content***

****Book links****


“Oh, I love this one!” There she goes again. I laugh at Alyssa’s delight as she bobs her head to the rhythm. “I wish I could play!”
“I could teach you if you want,” Brandon suggests and I see her screwing her face up at the mere thought of it. I don’t know why, but I’m feeling frustrated by how they’re so friendly towards each other, and then inwardly curse myself for being overly dramatic. They don’t have any reason not to be. I guess it’s because I want to be the one having a comfortable and easygoing conversation with him. Oh, hell.
“Not with these nails, babe! Besides, I’m all fingers and thumbs when it comes to stuff like that!” She waves her hands up in the air as she wiggles her fingers out in front of her.
I seriously wish I hadn’t taken a sip of my beer at that precise moment because the amount I just spluttered out of my mouth and all over myself at her remark has gained everyone’s attention.
“Are you okay?” Ryan jumps up and grabs me a couple of tissues from the coffee table. “What? You don’t think she would be any good at it?”
“Fingers and thumbs!” Alyssa bursts out laughing as she catches onto why I reacted in that way. “’Mr. Operation Orgasm’! We still need to find out who he is!”
I notice Brandon’s head snap up and feel my cheeks warming when I see a tiny smile playing over his lips, and for a split second, a sparkle bounces around in his eyes. Why can't he be that same guy from Friday instead of the womanizing man whore that he so obviously is?
“’Mr. Operation Orgasm’?” He’s looking at me with raised eyebrows, and I hear a trace of amusement in his tone. “This sounds interesting.”

Misplaced Trust (Book Two)



That one word was supposed to mean their love would never end, yet only twenty-four hours after he promised her forever, Brandon tore it away in a single heartbeat, leaving Alexis brokenhearted and unable to answer the simple question as to why he left.

As Alexis tries to understand his reasons for leaving, while wondering and hoping he will one day return, her life faces yet another downward spiral. She finally learns the truth about both her own and Brandon’s pasts, which in turn leaves her feeling their relationship wasn’t what she thought it had been at all.


You’re supposed to be able to trust those closest to you, but what happens when the most important people in your life turn out to be those you shouldn’t have trusted or had any faith in at all?

Love, lies, deceit, and betrayal make for another unsteady ride in the Misjudged series, with only two options left open for Alexis and Brandon.
A happily ever after, or a journey in which ends in one of the most tragic of circumstances?

*****Book Links****

Misplaced Trust:
“It was nice meeting you, Alexis,” I hear him call after us. Stilling for a second and glancing over my right shoulder, I see him nod once when our eyes meet, his hands now stuffed in the front of his pants pockets. “I’ll see you around.”
I don’t recall giving him my name. In fact, I’m darned sure I didn’t tell him. Did I?
Alexis. People around here call me Alex, not Alexis. The only other person who ever called me that was, well, we know who that was. I don’t know, maybe I did introduce myself without even realizing. I haven’t exactly been with it recently.
“Do you know him?” Neil asks as he ushers me towards our building.
“No,” I answer him. “At least … I don’t think I do.”

Misguided Truths: Part one (Book Three)


***To be read AFTER reading both Misjudged & Misplaced Trust***

Every story has its own beginning.

His started when he set her a simple challenge.

But, unbeknown to him at the time, this very challenge was the start to something that would change his life … forever.

Music was his life. His reason to breathe … until he fell in love.

Are you ready to hear Brandon's side of the story?

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Misguided Truths Part One:
“Hold that thought, I’ll be right back,” he places a quick kiss on my lips after checking the caller ID, and then leaves the table, summoning Corey, Gaz, and Sam to follow him as he walks out toward the sidewalk to take the call.
I take a sip of my milkshake and listen to Naomi moaning about having to babysit for her kid sister again tonight. A few minutes have passed by, and when I look up, I see the four of them walking back over to join us.
My smile falters when I see Brandon raking a hand through his hair. He looks stressed about something. He always does this when he’s upset.
He briefly makes eye contact as he takes his seat beside me, though the frown over his lips and the sorrowful look in his eyes is making my stomach churn.
“What is it?” I take a hold of his hand as I ask and peer over towards Corey, Gaz, and Sam. They’re smiling brightly and seem really happy about something, though I can’t hear exactly what they’re saying as they chat with Ryan and Neil.
“Holl’s, it was the manager from the bar we’re playing at tonight … they, um … one of the other bands cancelled and they’ve had to make some changes to the time slot …” he begins. His voice is low, and his eyes aren’t anywhere as bright as they were when he first walked in here. “They asked us to play from eight … ‘til eleven.”
“What?” I hadn’t expected my voice to be quite so loud, drawing the attention of everyone seated around our table. “Well, you told them no, right?”
He turns to look at me and his eyes are filling with regret. “What? No. We told them yes. I mean, it’s our first gig and—”
“Brandon, it’s our two month anniversary!”
“Holl’s, we couldn’t turn it down. Listen, tomorrow. We can always do something—” he stops talking when I stand up and try to squeeze by him. “Where are you going? Holly, please? Come on, be reasonable here.” He places his hands on either side of my waist, though I instantly shrug him away from me.
“Reasonable?” I practically choke out. “You think that I’m the one who’s being unreasonable here?” I shake my head as I exit the booth and make my way towards the exit.
I understand how important the gig is tonight, I really do. But, why does our relationship always have to come second? This isn’t the first time he’s put the band before me. Before us. And, I’m pretty certain that it won’t be the last.
The cold air hits me as soon as I step outside and I wrap my arms around myself to try and keep warm. The door swings open as I lean against the window, and I see Brandon walking over until he’s standing right in front of me.
“What’s goin’ on?” he lifts his hand and brushes his fingers across my cheek. I break my gaze from his searching eyes and move my head to the side. “Holly, talk to me.”
“You really have to ask what’s wrong, Brandon? Really?” he takes a step away from me and lowers his hands, now placing them in the front of his pants pockets.
“This is huge for the band, Holl’s. It’s fucking huge. What am I supposed to do? You want me to tell them no and let the guys down?” He sounds frustrated.
“But it’s okay to let me down?” My voice cracks when I ask.
“We need this gig, Holly,” he speaks quietly through his teeth without looking at me. “It’s important.”
“More important than our relationship?” I ask. I’m starting to feel hurt from his words. He shakes his head, keeping his eyes focused on the ground, and I hear him let out a sigh.
I look over my shoulder and through the window towards our friends. Neil’s turned around in his seat and is watching us, mouthing the words ‘You okay?’ over at me. I give him a small smile and nod, though I’m sure he’s still not overly convinced that I’m telling the truth from the way his eyebrows are now furrowing on the two of us.
“Right, let’s get back to it!” Corey says enthusiastically as he, Gaz, and Sam exit through the doors. “Looks like we’ve got a few more songs to perfect before tonight!” He pats Brandon on the shoulder as he walks behind him and makes his way towards the white truck.
Brandon turns to look at me, and I’m not overly sure whether he’s angry or upset, maybe even a bit of both. He leans forward and whispers in my ear, “Please don’t be mad with me, Holly.” Placing a kiss on my cheek, I don’t reciprocate. I’m finding it hard to keep myself from crying through the disappointment I’m feeling.
“If I was to tell you that I have something special planned for tonight, would that help you change your mind?” he lifts his head, but his eyes answer for him and are telling me that he’s already made his decision. “I didn’t think so.” My voice is quiet, and I inwardly curse myself when I feel my bottom lip beginning to tremble.
“Holl’s,” he steps forward, but I move away and open the door to go back inside. “I’ll call you when we’re on a break.” He says from behind me.
I pause in the doorway and turn back around. Shrugging my shoulders is the only thing I give him. He breaks his gaze from mine and turns back around, slowly making his way towards the van while shaking his head.

Misguided Truths: Part Two (Book four)


Twenty year old Brandon Taylor has experienced many things over the past eighteen months. Things that most people will never have to endure in their entire lifetime.

After spending time inside for a crime he didn’t commit, he arrives in Seattle with only one goal in mind; to find those responsible for ripping out his heart and taking away his freedom, ultimately turning his whole world upside down.

His intentions are simple, or at least they were. With fate stepping in to play a helping hand on the night of the college ball, nobody could have prepared him for the events that would follow. That one night was to change his life … forever.

It was supposed to have been one dance, but that one simple thing leads him to feel things he never thought he would again. But at what cost?

Falling in love again was never on his agenda. Breaking another person’s heart had never been a part of his plan. Unable to control his feelings for the brunette who captured his heart, he was finally able to be happy and be the person he once was. That was, until his past comes back to haunt him.

Everyone is entitled to have their happy ever after.

Will Brandon and Alexis get theirs?

Or has their relationship been destined to fail from the very beginning?

*Approximately:150'000 words*

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Misguided Truths Part Two:
“Hey!” she snaps, and I keep my eyes firmly on her until she turns around to face me. Is she really that naive to accept a drink from a fucking stranger? I see the guy trying to sidestep away from us, but that’s not gonna happen. He can’t seriously think for one single second that he’s gotten away with this? No. He needs to be taught a fucking lesson. Without taking my eyes off of Alexis, I reach out and grab his shirt with my right hand, and shake my head at Alexis one more time before dragging that motherfucker toward the exit doors.
“What the fuck?” Did he just what the fuck me? Huh. Then I think it’s time to give some of the fuck back. I slam him headfirst through the doors and watch as he stumbles down to the ground. He’s a lot bigger than I am, but I think I’ve got this. “You’re gonna regret—”
“I’m gonna what? I’m gonna regret kicking the shit outta you?” I growl out, grabbing him by the hair this time. When he’s just about able to stand, I pull him down a small alleyway that leads toward the back of the building. “You see, buddy. I’m not gonna regret this for one single moment.” I grind while pushing him hard up against the stone wall.
“We could’ve shared her!” Oh, he didn’t. Tell me he didn’t just fucking say that? I grab a fistful of his shirt and wrap it around one of my hands while my other fist connects with his lower abdomen. “Argh!”
An uppercut across the chin and a couple of head-butts later, he’s rolling around on the ground and clutching his face. He thinks I’m done? Not a chance. I bring my leg back, but just as I’m about to kick him hard in the stomach, I feel hands grabbing my shoulders from behind me.
“Fuck, that’s enough man! Come on, I said enough!” Rye. Enough? No. I’ve only just fucking started here. That red stuff? Yeah, that’ll be his blood. I shrug Rye’s hands off of me and go to finish what I set out to do.
The guy rolls around some more once I’ve kicked him hard, and I lean down to bring him back onto his feet. I don’t even wanna think about what he was gonna do to her if he’d have gotten her outside. Asshole. Motherfucking— “Please! Stop!” Yeah, and what are the chances he would’ve fully ignored those exact words if they’d been said by Alexis or some other unsuspecting girl? Yeah, nice guy, huh?
Another few punches to the face and I think I’ve finally managed to break his nose. That’s a shame because what I really wanna break is his fucking peni—“Shit, you’re gonna fucking kill him if you don’t stop! I think he’s got the message, now let’s go!” Four hands are on me now, dragging me out from the dark alleyway and back onto the sidewalk; restraining me. I keep my focus on the dark space ahead. They’ll let go of me soon enough, and then I’m going back in. I’m not done yet. Not by a long shot.

Mistaken Hope (Book Five)


They thought that it was over. They truly believed that they were living their forever and that nothing could ever come between them again.
But, they were wrong.

The past has come back and it’s threatening to destroy their happiness; their whole future… for good.

His love, the mother of his daughter, is snatched away, leaving Brandon with only one thing left to hold onto ... hope.

He's left with the hope that he’ll be able to end their pain and suffering once and for all, and live the promise he made to her all of those years ago.

Battles have been fought, and now it's time for the war. It's time for him to fight for the one he loves. It’s time to finally lay the past to rest.

He’s willing to sacrifice his life for the person who is one of his only reasons to breathe, and he vows to fight until the bitter end.

The day has finally come for him to fight for his forever, even if it means that this day will be his last.

***Books Links****


Mistaken Hope:
It’s been twelve hours already. Where is she? Where the fuck is Alexis?
It feels as though the walls are closing in and my whole world is crashing down around me. That everything we’ve worked so hard for over the past few years are now just distant memories. What if that’s all I have left of her? What if we don’t get to make any more memories? What if I’ve already had all the time with her that I’m gonna have? What if I never see her again? What the fuck am I gonna do without her? I don’t wanna have to do any of this without her. I can’t do any of this without her in my life.
I run my hands roughly across my face, over and over again, trying to block out all the negative thoughts and visions that keep filtering inside my mind. I have to remain strong and believe that I’ll see her again; that yesterday wasn’t the final time that I’d see my wife alive.
Author Info

About Sarah Elizabeth

Sarah Elizabeth is the author of the Misjudged Series, Bliss, and an upcoming series that is yet to be announced. Known to many of her readers as ‘The Cliff-hanger Queen,’ she strives to add mystery to the romance and leave her readers wanting more.

She was born in the small market town of Middleham, North Yorkshire, but currently resides on the Isle of Wight with her fiancé and four young children.

She has a major addiction to male models, namely Lucas Gil and Jon Kortajarena, and enjoys spending her time stalking Instagram when she hasn’t got her head stuck in a romance novel or writing one of her own.

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Friday, November 21, 2014

ARC Review of Teacher's Pet (On The Set #5) by TL Reeve


Macy, orphan and college student, is trying to make it on her own. When her work study job falls through, she doesn't know what she's going to do to stay enrolled. Forced to either find work or give up, her best friend has a confession, and it might just get Macy out of a bind.

Carson is given the role of his career, yet he almost says no. As a Physics professor and actor, he faces an ethical question when he meets his new co-star. However, with one sweet sigh from Macy, he's done for.

Now, if they can just keep things professional.


For those that have followed previous reviews, you know how much I just LOOOVE these  On The Set books. TL Reeve has a knack for creating smoking hot short stories. Teacher's Pet was a good story but I thought it was a bit different then the previous ones. 

I really liked Carson. I thought he was sexy, endearing, sweet, and compassionate. I however didn't see much of a Dom in him other then the way he speaks sometimes. Even though this story had some wonderful sexual tension and the sex between Carson and Macy was explosive and steamy as hell, I had a hard time picturing Macy as a porn star. I liked her innocence but she was....very naive to me and I just couldn't quite get into her character. I think this story was fascinating and well thought out. There is plenty of drama, surprising turns you don't expect, as well as some suspense that kept things interesting.

Even though Macy was the big thing that set this book apart for me, I still adore TL Reeve's On The Set Series and hope to see more stories in this series. I give this a THREE AND A HALF OUT OF FIVE STARS! Even though I gave this a smaller rating then previous On The Set books, I still consider this good story with some strong sexual tension and lots of sweet seductive moments.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

ARC Review of Eryn (The White Witch Legacy Book 2) by Kelsie Belle


Eryn Lancaster is grieving the loss of the only family she’s ever known, her grandmother Clarisse. She wants to sell their little business and move away from the village she has lived in all her life, in order to get over the pain of loss. Then a gorgeous business man walks into her little bookstore-cafe with an offer to purchase and turns her whole world upside down. But Eryn is in for the shock of her life when she finds out who she really is and just why Asher Valentino sought her out.

Ash is on a mission to help his brother's girlfriend, Raven, find her long-lost sister in order to defeat an evil sorcerer. But when he finally finds the enchanting beauty called Eryn Lancaster, the mission becomes the last thing on his mind. He wants her and he plans to have her by any means necessary. He plays a dangerous game of deceit by omission that almost gets him the prize he desires most, Eryn's body. But he soon learns that lies and lust could cost him the prize that he needs the most, her love.


Eryn is Book 2 of Kelsie Belle's delicious White Witch Legacy series. This book is about the second powerful witch princess, Eryn.   I think I may have enjoyed this book more then I did the first one, Raven. I loved Ash and Eryn and the story itself. This series is incredibly unique and written to perfection. There is a lot thats goes on in this story. We have some suspense, a smidgen of drama, lots of sexual chemistry, awesome spell-casting and witchcraft, and some very intriguing characters that make this story wonderful.

In Eryn we get to meet one of Raven's sister's who happens to be a very powerful spell-caster. Eryn is however, completely unaware that she is a witch. When Ash first meets Eryn, he started out on lies because he sensed she was unaware of who or what she is and wants some time with her before he has to break the news to her and get her in protection. Things quickly get out of hand when on their date, they get attacked by a demon. When everything is revealed, Eryn is angry and hurt and refuses to let Ash near her for a while. When she finally sees reason, Ash and Eryn experience some of the sweetest and sensual sex one can imagine. Sounds good right?

Eryn was a treat to read about. Not only is she a strong, sexy, independent woman who is probably one of the world's strongest witches, she is protective of her sister and is very passionate about how she feels. Ash is a very fine looking man who has his talents as well. He is a powerful shape-shifter who can take the form of a falcon and is very hard headed and has no problem admitting when he has been an ass. This story is so wonderful. The fact that the sex doesn't happen until a little past the middle of the story, was refreshing and was a nice change of pace. I really liked seeing the story develop before we got to the sex. I know a lot of sex is great when we are talking about erotic romance, but with this particular story, I felt it was a much better read having the sex later in the book then happen at the beginning, especially since they were strangers. Yes, they had some passion filled moments where there was a lot of fondling and coming close to going all the way, but I liked, no LOVED seeing a heroine for once, stand strong and take no shit and put a stop to things before they got out of hand. I just loved this book all together and can't wait for the third book. That's why it was no hardship to give this a FIVE OUT OF FIVE STAR rating! It was a magical, suspenseful, and sexy story with wonderful characters, manly men, and lots of delicious paranormal elements. 

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

ARC Review of Accidentally Wolf (Mystic Wolves # 1) by Elle Boon


For veterinarian Cora Welch, being bitten by a young injured wolf wasn’t the best day of her life, nor the raging fever that followed. However, finding herself faced with a naked man proved even more than she had ever bargained for.

Zayn couldn’t believe what his inner wolf was telling him when he first saw the human doctor Cora, standing in nothing but a towel. The last thing he wanted was a mate, especially an accidental one. And at a time when danger seemed to be coming at the Mystic Pack from an unknown source, it just wasn’t in his plans.

All he had to do was get Cora through the fever, keep her safe from the other pack, and keep his fangs to himself. But nobody told him he’d have to fight a mating urge so strong within himself, that it was a losing battle. Now, he has to explain to Cora that he accidentally marked her for a second time, making her just like him.

Cora knew something was not right in her world the moment she wanted to climb her rescuer like a tree. Hearing Zayn tell her she was now a werewolf, like him and his pack, she realized she now had a home. If her new mate still wanted her after he heard about her family, Cora knew she’d be happy to be an accidental wolf.


Accidentally Wolf is a brand spanking new series by the popular author, Elle Boon. We all know Elle Boon writes the delicious Ravens of War Series and now she hit us again with another series, Mystic Wolves. This story was just as fascinating and sassy and fun as her Ravens of War books. First we have a seriously sexy cover that just SCREAMS yummy, then we get some awesome characters a fun storyline and some wickedly hot sex that will leave you melting. I personally think this new series will be just as good, if not better, than the Ravens of War stories. 

I was blown away with the sexy Zayn. He is a fierce protector and is immediately  smitten with the pretty vet, Cora. He shows up at her clinic after she rescues his nephew and it turns out, the young pup accidentally bit Cora and she started to get a fever and when she sees Zayn, she wants to pounce on him in the most sexual of ways. Zayn didn't think he needed a mate till the chemistry between these two get out of hand and he finishes what his nephew started by finishing the transformation and ends up mating Cora. I really loved how sweet and sexy Zayn was and how he seemed to really come alive for me in this romance. Cora is a little spitfire that can't seem to understand her immediate attraction to Zayn. That is, until Zayn lets her know she is now his mate. But it doesn't take Cora long to realize this may be the best thing that has happened to her. Cora is pretty, sassy, and just a real fighter. 

This book had EVERYTHING! Romance, suspense, light humor, sexy alpha males, a kick-ass heroine and some wickedly sexy scenes that left me breathless. I really loved this story and can honestly say is one of my favorite paranormal erotic romances I have read in months. This is why giving Accidentally Wolf a FIVE OUT OF FIVE STARS was no hardship. It deserves every star and then some.