Monday, September 30, 2013

Pictures, Lies & Promises Cover Reveal

 The Impostor, A Love Story is the FIRST novel in a  New Adult Suspenseful Romantic Series. The Alaskan Heart Saga about unexpected love and a woman’s fight for survival. It is a story of growth, acceptance and having the perseverance to begin again.

 Nicole, a young single mother, escapes from an abusive ex-boyfriend and the broken dreams of becoming an artist and she travels to a place she knows little about.
Nicole’s scared of getting hurt again, but Dylan’s chiseled body, charm, and chocolate brown eyes captivate her and she fall in love. In Alaska, she discovers the power of friendship and true love and begins to let down her guard. But her security is a façade.
Soon Nicole’s innocent beauty, taunts a sinister man, and she is caught in a web of deception and danger. Someone evil is stalking her. Someone she had trusted. Will she be saved? Or will she be hunted?

Obsession and Sacrifice is the SECOND novel in a New Adult Suspenseful Romantic series. The Alaskan Heart Saga about unexpected love and a woman’s fight for survival. It is a series of growth, acceptance and having the perseverance to begin again.
When Nicole wakes up in the hospital, she has no memory of who she is or how she got there. Only the scars on her body reveal some horrific event took place and she is lucky to be alive…alive…but could she still be in danger?
Her only hope to rediscover her past and avoid a killer's obsession lies in the hands of two men: sexy Dylan, her boyfriend, who used to captivate her, and Bradley, her charming best friend, who has secretly loved her all along. She feels safe around both men but to her, they are strangers. Nicole must decide who to trust, not only with her heart, but with her life.
The two men vow to give her a second chance at life and both will sacrifice everything to make sure she survives.

 Becoming Invisible is the THIRD book The Alaskan Heart Saga, a Contemporary New Adult Series about finding unexpected love and a woman’s fight for survival.
Passion. ..Obsession. ..Love…Loss.

When fire consumes the Carlisle’s home and an obsessed serial killer continues to hunt Nicole and her family, Dylan and Bradley realize the only way to keep them alive is to help them become… invisible.

The Alaska Heart Saga continues with book 4....

Book 5 will be announced in the Winter of 2014

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Best Selling Author Tiffany Carmouche has been given the title, The Queen of The Cliffhanger and Best Unknown Author You Need to Discover. When Tiffany Carmouché is not writing suspenseful romance novels, you can find her sculpting, traveling, teaching, singing, dancing, escaping in music or enjoying her family.

From skydiving in Alaska to scuba diving in Hawaii, Carmouché has traveled the world seeking adventure and it is apparent in the books she writes. Her adventures include riding camels in Africa, swimming under the stars in Puerto Rico, dancing salsa in Ecuador, and walking the cobblestone roads of Assisi, Italy. She has also found fulfillment working with the disabled and orphans in Argentina and Mexico. Her most cherished moments, however, have been watching her two beautiful daughters grow and strive to accomplish their own dreams.

Despite all of these amazing experiences, she has survived many struggles. There was a time she felt defeated, but now she is recommitted to savoring experiences both in the novels she writes and in the life she lives each day. Her secret hope is that anyone who is struggling will realize there is a light at the end of the tunnel and no matter how hard the fight, no matter how many times they have been knocked down, it is always worth staggering up to their feet and learning to breathe again. Please visit my author page at

Letter to fans and supporters:

Thank you so much for a part of the cover reveal for Pictures, Lies and Promises.  This cover reveal is a very special one for me. I do not know if many of you know it but The Impostor, A Love Story -the first book in The Alaskan Heart Saga did start out as my story. I was a young single mom who escaped an abusive relationship to travel to Alaska and begin my life over again, but instead of staying there and moving on with my life, I came back and married the very man I had escaped from. He had told me he had changed…He didn’t.
I did love him and I believed in happily- ever- after so I put up with the abuse, both mental and physical for our children. Very long story short, when he abandoned our family and left us with nothing so he could start a life with his mistress, the state would not let me divorce him because they could not find him to serve him the papers.   I had to stay married to him even though he had been abusive and deserted the family. Many, many ,many years of trying to get a divorce and it getting thrown out later ~ it is here! I should be getting the divorce papers soon and it will be official. I can finally move on with my life!
So as I am celebrating the release of the forth book of the saga. A saga very dear to me!  I am celebrating discovering a piece of me that I had lost during the years of oppression.  My writing…The first book, The Impostor, A Love Story came our one year ago~ Oct 11 and here the forth book is on the horizon!
 This saga has been such a gift for me, both in re awakening the author in me and in meeting so many incredible fans and wonderful people!
So Yes! I am so excited about the Cover Reveal of Pictures, Lies and Promises ~the forth book in my saga. The book will be coming out late fall. And I am so excited to be on this journey with you!
Thank you for all you do!  For spreading the word about my books and for your amazing support!
You are truly cherished!

Tiffany Carmouche

I am working on a project and would love your support. If you yourself have escaped abuse or know of someone who may be interested in helping with the project or sharing their story, please contact me at!out-of-the-shadows/c21jb More information  Check out link for Out of the Shadows. Tiffany is still collecting stories, poetry etc.

Where to stalk me in…in a good way.
 Facebook Author Page
 Paperback  The Impostor, A Love Story 
 Goodreads- The Imposter
 Goodreads- Obsession and Sacrifice
 Goodreads- Becoming Invisible
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Sunday, September 29, 2013

Assassins Rose Release Day Blitz

Assassins Rose
An Immortal Games Novella
A New Adult Paranormal Fantasy by KaSonndra Leigh
Release Date: September 29, 2013


My mother once told me life is a lot like a card game.
She said you can either accept the hand you have been dealt, or you can create a new play, make your own rules, and win the game one card at a time.

I loved my mother with all my heart. She’s gone now. He took both my parents away from me. I’m talking about the Angel of Chaos, the one who plans to destroy both the human world and mine.

I can’t let that happen. He and the ones who serve him have already taken so much from me. I do believe it’s time for a little payback. I will have the final say. With my lover by my side, I can conquer anything.

I will turn the game around...and win.

For I am the assassin; and revenge will be my rose.

**This story contains sexual situations and mature language. It is intended for an audience at 17+ years of age.**

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Rating: 4 cogs


Wow! Assassin's Rose was seriously not what I was expecting it to be. It was much better. It follows a Caducean named Desmond and the choices of not knowing fully what the correct path is. The imagery and detail in the story makes me want more. There were times at the beginning where I felt a little lost, but then it was like BAM you cant put the story down.

In this novella, you experience love, heartache, and betrayal. To capture as much emotion and detail in this short story as the author did, makes me a fan of hers forevermore. Seriously, go read the book. You will fall in love with KaSonndra Leigh if you havent already.

About the Author:

Author of the Bestselling Lost Immortals Saga and the International Bestseller the Prelude. I’m also a mother, blogger, reader, gardener, home renovator, and a slayer of undead Egyptian mummies in Tomb Raider. I believe in karma, coffee, and seriously wish that the producers of Xena would bring my favorite show ever back.

I was born in the race-car city of Charlotte, NC, and now live in the City of Alchemy and Medicine, NC. Most of my characters are based on people that I’ve met throughout my travels and adventures. People tend to stop and start conversations with me as if I’ve known them my entire life. Does this freak me out? Not really. My mom says that one day I’ll get kidnapped by one of them. I told her that if it weren’t for these lovely people then I wouldn’t be able to create the stories that I do.

Some other common tidbits…hmm. I’ve watched the movie Under the Tuscan Sun almost 200 times. Seriously, the way I see it is if I keep watching it enough, then suddenly the house that Diane Lane lives in will magically appear in my backyard. I know. I have a huge imagination!

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Twitter: @kasonndraleigh

Awakening the Fire

Title: Awakening the Fire (The Inferno Unleashed Series, Book Two)
Author: Jake Bonsignore
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy, Thriller
Tour Host: Lady Amber's Tours

Release: August 30, 2013 (Online release PARTY )
Book Design: Regina Wamba of Mae I Design and Photography
Book Trailer by Amygdala Art

Breena Taljain’s idyllic days in Araboth came to a skidding halt when circumstances forced her into the dangerous hinterlands. The dire sacrifice she made to protect her comrades tainted her heart with hatred and despair. To cleanse herself she must outrun Death’s relentless pursuit and venture into the bleak unknown. With the odds stacked against her, stumbling into love when she least expects it may very well be her saving grace.
Meanwhile, succumbing to the Patriarch’s devious traps has Galbrecht Atalir questioning his motives. The folly of his recklessness has left him physical scarred and mentally traumatized. Now he must overcome more adversity as the wrath of the Sin Ministry bears down upon him. He will need more than wits and quick fists to find the truth he has sought for seven years.
Alas, every second Breena is apart from Galbrecht draws her further into strife. With her world rapidly crumbling inwards, she puts everything on the line for a last stand against the ruthless force that threatens to destroy all she holds dear….

He took a hearty sip of his steaming coffee and settled into the hard, uncomfortable bench outside the Intensive Care Unit. Hospital shifts that seemed to drag on for a thousand eternities made him truly appreciate the magic of hot water and brown beans. He could not function properly without a caffeine boost on such a hectic evening. His taste buds relished the warmth as the potent beverage settled in his stomach. The rumbling it caused reminded him of how little he had eaten today. His hunger surprised him. An appetite was the last thing he expected to have after tending to so many injuries and ailments tonight, especially those to the youth in Room 316.
Years of experience in the hospital had taught him that the end results always remained the same. Only the names attached to the husks of flesh that came into the depressive rooms changed. Still, he had to be positive. Believing that he could make a difference in someone’s life was more than part of his job. It was his outlook. Attitudes were very contagious, though, and those of Doctor Atalir always found a way to spoil his. His near-feral reaction when they had discussed alternatives for the Taljain girl had been terrifying. Why he built such a strong attachment to a girl he had never before met was beyond Rivas. He just prayed that Galbrecht did not let his inner demons draw him into trouble or worse.
He’s probably getting drunk again at The Laughing Banshee.
Doctor Bardum downed the remainder of the coffee and reopened Breena Taljain’s file. His heart simply broke every time he scanned her intake sheet. He had never seen anyone with her injuries maintain such a tenuous grip on life. It was not as if she had the chance to avoid it. Fate had wronged her the day she exited the womb of a Purgairan woman. Kill or be killed; eat or be eaten. It was simply the way of things in the slums.
Her mother doesn’t even come to visit. She probably doesn’t even realize the poor thing’s gone. Another Nepenthe addict, I bet.
Against his will, Doctor Bardum slouched and let out a weary yawn. His wrinkled coat and plastic glasses were becoming very heavy. Morning could not come soon enough. Alas, such wishful thinking was not fooling anyone. His shift was far from over. Heavens only knew what other complications would happen between now and then.
He scratched the tiny, scruffy hairs growing along his cheeks. “Stick with it, Rivas,” he convinced himself. “Don’t get lazy now.”
For the second time that night he flipped through the report Doctor Atalir had put in Breena’s file. The poor, blessed thing deserved better. Her attacker’s chains had broken almost every bone in her body and had her trapped in a coma. She would never breathe or eat properly again, if she even survived at all. Her attacker turned her ribs and jaw into a jigsaw puzzle of bones. Though her limbs and pelvis fared no better, it was the fractures on her frontal and occipital bones that frightened him the most. At any time the arteries in her head could surrender to the trauma and burst. He knew not if it was God’s benevolent grace or cruelest torment that they were still intact.
Are Galbrecht and I the real monsters for letting her live? Where do we cross the line between doing our duties and being humane?
Rivas sighed. He hated himself for the sentiment. Not more than two weeks ago he had seen something similar happen to another child. The boy had arrived in the wee hours of the night, as she had. It pained him that he could not remember his name.
You’re a hypocrite, the voice in his heart of hearts reprimanded. You remember Breena but not him? What makes her so worthy?
Doctor Bardum shook his head to ward off his conscience. The boy had been in the ICU for less than two hours when one of the arteries around his sphenoid burst. The hemorrhaging that followed imposed a tragic death. More than anything, Rivas felt like a murderer for not being able to act quickly enough. He did not think he could bear the same fate befalling Breena. Heavens forbid.
He had to be practical, though. Her chance of survival was bleak. The fact that Galbrecht had already withheld Anodyne-94 from her did not please him, either. It was the only painkiller that let her sleep restfully. At least make her final moments restful!
He pitied the girl, yes, but she was not the only patient needing tending to. It was time to check up on the others. The night would only drag on if he did not keep himself busy.
Rivas passed Room 302 about twenty minutes later and sauntered in with fingers crossed that the patient inside was finally sleeping. The man was a glutton for conversation, despite the puncture in his side that—
“Doctor Bardum! Doctor Bardum!” The frantic voice of the nurse he had reprimanded earlier on filled his ears and stopped him in his tracks. Was there no rest for the weary?
He stepped outside the room and waited impatiently for the nurse to reach him. “Doctor Bardum, you’ve got to come quickly, please!”
Then why did you leave and run all this way?
“What is it now?”
“It’s Room 316, the girl—!”
Oh, heavens pity her!  “Breena T—”
“Yeah, doctor, that one!” She stammered out each word as if it were a chore and breathed through her mouth. Breena was on the other side of the wing. Where was the other doctor on duty? “She needs you now. Come on!”
“Get ahold of yourself! What’s the problem?”
“You’re wasting time, Doctor Bardum. She’s starting to hemorrhage!”
The blood rushed from Rivas’ face as if he had seen a ghost. Had he jinxed it? No, not her too! If the nurse is right, the girl is as good as….
He let the thought trail off. Her body was too fragile for surgery and could not tolerate any other anesthetics, either.
Curse it all! I need Doctor Atalir here! He shook his head and swore under his breath. With a flail of his arm and unintelligible command he hurried over to the ailing girl in Room 316. Where in blazes are you, Galbrecht?
“Ghariel! Oh Ghariel! Come out, come out, wherever you are!” Cain Valkyr purposefully dragged out each syllable in his maniacal, singsong rant so it echoed throughout Penance Row. He was clearly having fun taunting his enemy from the other side of the dank catacombs. “You can run, run, run, but you’re still going to die! Six minutes, Ghariel! Six more minutes until the hunt begins!”
Galbrecht exhaled slowly and wiped his brow. The Cardinal was far enough away to grant him a moment of reprieve yet still too close to shake off his dread. Crossing paths was inevitable. Cain held the key to get out of Penance Row. At least he says so. He had to believe that Tairo—the Patriarch of the Sin Ministry—was somewhere up ahead, too. Next time he would be more careful.
The real challenge would begin when the countdown ended and the Cardinal pursued him in earnest.
Galbrecht cringed and spat on the ground. The aftereffects of Cain’s recent torture were encumbering. He had to remember that the stolen Prodynorph-32 only numbed his pain. It did not actually heal his injuries. Over exertion was still a very lethal possibility.
He had to return to the hospital before it wore off. I need a miracle.
Galbrecht wasted just over one minute adjusting to the murky darkness and surveying his surroundings. Penance Row was more of a roach-infested maze of sewage than a prison. The sconces housing weak, dying torches were few and far between. Thick patches of scraggly lichen and fetid moss hung from the walls and the vaulted ceiling far above. Rusted bars chiseled into the stone walls were the only hint of captivity in the cells. Resting on the opposite side were piles of rat droppings and forlorn skeletons shackled to stone. Galbrecht grimaced; he pitied those whom the world had simply forgotten about. It’ll do the same to you, too, if you let it. Keep your guard up.
Narrow, rocky straits littered with refuse lined either side of the greenish-black waterways. Any intent of using them to hide from the Sin Ministers faded when he ran his hand over the surface and immediately recoiled. Hot! It was a wonder he did not scald his flesh.
The revelation made him screw up his lips. Was sensitivity a side effect of the Prodynorph-32? His senses were becoming too acute. Even the humidity was smothering and debilitating, enough so that he nearly shed his shirt and coat. He needed them as a layer of armor against Cain’s vicious claws.
Stay alert, Ghariel. You can take them. They’re just drugged up, worthless scum. Just look out for Cain. He’s no god. He’s barely a human.
His musing shattered easily later when he spied an olive-drab, scaly snout emerging from the fizzing water.
You should be thankful you’re even walking, he chided himself. He knew exactly what it was and the meal it would make of him if he ventured near. You won’t be if that gets to you. Think of what you’ve been through after your girls died. Embrace those instincts again. You know you want to. That’s why you still think of yourself as Ghariel instead of Galbrecht. You’ll never find out why Tairo targeted your family if you perish here.
Not for the first time Galbrecht wondered how everything had come to this.
You could’ve let sleeping dogs lie. You chose not to. Now deal with the consequences.
The loudening clamor of footfalls thrust him into motion.
He crossed one of the trash-lined channels with a running leap and immediately sought cover behind a stack of rotten, musty crates seconds before a Sin Minister strolled by. He was too busy marveling over a pair of stolen, steel knuckles to notice Galbrecht. So that’s where they went. His vulnerability was too much to ignore.
Galbrecht surmised only one way to get his trusted weapons back.
With a deep exhalation he darted forth and threw his hand over the Sin Minister’s mouth. The man scarcely had a chance to realize what was happening when the doctor slammed his boot against his Achilles’ tendon. Galbrecht grabbed his skull with the other hand before he finished falling and violently jerked his neck leftwards.
The harsh crunch that followed instantly silenced his wail.
Galbrecht frowned and gently laid the body onto the ground. The nagging sense of morals he was trying to overlook gnawed at him. He had shed too much blood in the name of justice. The fallen might have once been someone’s brother, father, or friend.
That was then and this is now.
Galbrecht eased the steel knuckles over his hands and dragged the body behind the crates. Ethics blurred when his survival was at stake. Every passing second left him in greater amazement of the person he had become.
No, more like animal. I might even blend in or fool the bastards for a bit.
He was flexing his hands and savoring the feel of cold metal upon his palms when he heard the strident clang of metal scraping against metal. The distant, maniacal bout of laughter that followed made his spine tingle.
“Are you scared yet, Ghariel? Have you gone mad, mad, mad with fear?” Cain let out another maddened howl. “The excitement makes me want to cut, cut, cut you to pieces now! I can’t take it! Two more minutes, Ghariel. Two!”
Galbrecht had not realized how hard it was to stay calm until now. He needed to be ready. At once he rummaged through the thug’s pockets for anything useful. All he found was a few flint matches and two unused syringes of Nepenthe. What a waste. Only dust and air kissed his fingers when he searched for more. He lifted—
The apocalyptic click of a crossbow trigger behind his neck halted his search.
Beads of cold sweat trickled down his brow. The Nepenthe fell freely onto the ground. How had he been so careless? Again. He was at the mercy of the Sin Ministry now.
“You weren’t much of a challenge. Get up and put your hands where I can see them.” His fetid, sour breath made Galbrecht want to hurl again. “I’m going to make a spectacle out of you for the Cardinal. He’d get a real laugh out of that.” The man prodded him twice with the blunt edge of the crossbow.
Get ready, Ghariel. He’s overconfident. You can do this.
“I don’t know what you did to tick off the boss but it’s pretty bad. You should be honored.” He laughed smugly and slammed the crossbow into the back of his skull. “Don’t speak or I swear I’ll spill your brains.”
Move on the count of three.
“The bolt’s got a splash of the Cardinal’s tropical frog sweat on it.”
“A few drops will bring about paralysis. You should know.”
“No, I changed my mind. Talk…now. Beg me to—”
In a single, lightning-fast motion, Galbrecht bashed his heel into his captor’s shin and ducked. The Sin Minister screeched and haphazardly pulled the trigger. The poisonous bolt whizzed just over the doctor’s head before the crossbow tumbled harmlessly out of his hands. He gasped and stammered in confusion—
That was the only opening Galbrecht needed to grab the man and launch him over his shoulder. A loud splash sent a spray of warm water onto his clothes and cheeks.
He watched the Sin Minister flail about and gasp frantically in an attempt to breathe. He was completely oblivious to the bubbles moving ever closer as he swore boorishly and reached for solid ground—
Then eighty carnivorous teeth closed in upon his legs and pulled him under. A muffled cry followed by a horrifying crunch radiated throughout Penance Row. A successive bite consumed the Sin Minister’s torso up to his shoulders. Within seconds only a patch of bloodied breeches and a widening, crimson puddle remained of him.
Galbrecht did not move until the alligator plunged back into the murky depths. The sound of it devouring flesh, bone, and everything in between made his stomach turn. He had not intended to deliver the man to such a grisly demise. It was exorbitant. Cain would find the red stain he had left behind easy to follow, too. He wracked his mind for a way to cover it up but could think of nothing.
I’m no different than they are, he mulled over in disappointment. I’ve stolen another life and yet I’m only thinking about saving my own skin.
That could be you if you’re not careful, his reason warned. Get real! These bastards aren’t going to stand still while you overcome this petty regret. The dog threw in his lot with murderers and criminals. He deserved to die. You’ll slay more before this night is over, too. It’s just the way of things. Kill or be killed, Ghariel. Kill or be killed.
He clenched his teeth together and kicked the weapon into the murky water. It would do him no good against someone as fast and wily as Cain.
As if on cue, all the torches rimming the walls abruptly died out. Galbrecht could not see more than a dozen feet ahead. He realized he had not known true danger until now.
“Ghariel!” Cain’s familiar yet distant shriek made his temples throb. At least he had some breathing room. “Your time is up, Ghariel Lodan! You are still alive, yes? I heard that splash, splash, splash just now. You better not be dead. If you are I swear I’ll kill you again, and again, and again!” He chuckled and grated his claws against the iron bars six times in succession. “Beware the fiends in the water, Ghariel. They can’t have you. No, no, no, they cannot. You’re all mine!”
The harsh screech struck Galbrecht like the blow of a hammer. He could feel tingling waves shoot up his forearms. Even his eardrums felt on the verge of exploding. The Prodynorph-32 was clearly making his senses far too keen. Not for the first time he wondered if he would have been better off without it.
Don’t be stupid! Without it you’d be utterly crippled.
“Five nothings and four very hungry reptiles will join me in my hunt, hunt, hunt. Have you any last words, any dramatic confessions to make?” He let out a screeching hiss. “You’re a surgeon, Ghariel. You’re supposed to be, be, be smart! You could’ve figured out why, why, why the Lord Master took your family away! Look at where your oh-so noble quest for revenge got you. Look at it, Ghariel. Look hard!”
So, he’s not acting alone, the doctor considered. He tried to tune out as much of the Cardinal’s gloating as possible. Two are already down, which leaves three. I still don’t like the odds. To say that survival is farfetched is an understatement.
“It’s time for the hunt to begin! Ready or not, not, not, Ghariel Lodan, here I come!”

Author Bio:

Jake Bonsignore is the author of Descendant of Strife, Empyreal Illusions, and Awakening the Fire. he is a graduate of the University of South Florida with magna cum laude honors. Outside of his literary pursuits, he enjoys playing sports and is a fitness enthusiast. he is currently working on his next novel, The Lioness.

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Saturday, September 28, 2013

Ever Enough Book Blast and Giveaway

Ever Enough Series 
Stacy Borel

♥ Ever Enough ♥

What happens when the man you thought was the one, ends up being the one that got away?

When Finley breaks her heart on graduation night, eighteen year old Emilyn is left alone to pick up the pieces of her life. After muddling through the next ten years-including immersing herself in a lifeless marriage-she is brought to her knees when she encounters Finley at her high school reunion. Long ago buried emotions and feelings bubble to the surface and when Finley kisses her, Emilyn flees the scene. Arriving home to find her husband in the arms of another woman, Emilyn is forced to return to her hometown and start again. But is it possible to start afresh when the past just won’t seem to let you go?

Finley has spent the ten years since high school focused on his career. As a songwriter, he has never had a problem getting women. But when he realizes that the woman he let go a decade ago could be his happy ever after, he decides to do whatever it takes to get her back. But are some hurdles too great to overcome?

Buy links:


  • First Kiss- A Rocket To the Moon

  • Ever Enough- A Rocket To the Moon
  • Turning Tables- Adele.
     Don’t You Remember- Adele
     One and Only- Adele

  •  Your Guardian Angel- The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus 
  •  All the Same- Sick Puppies 
  •  Hello- Evanescence 
  •  Broken- Seether 
  •  Never- Heart
  •  Alone- Heart 
  •  Haunted- Taylor Swift 
  •  Save You- Simple Plan 
  • Weightless- All Time Low 
  •  Break Your Little Heart- All Time Low 
  •  Sick Little Games- All Time Low 
  • Straightjacket Feeling- The All-American Rejects 
  • Slipped Away- Avril Lavigne 
  • No Love- Simple Plan 
  •  Heart of Stone- Iko 
  •  Find Me- Boyce Avenue 
  •  Innocence- Avril Lavigne 
  •  Feelin’ Love- Paula Cole 
  •  Stars- Grace Potter and the Nocturnals 
  •  Almost Lover-A Fine Frenzy 
  •  Near To You- A Fine Frenzy 
  •  Just A Fool- Christina Aguilera & Blake Shelton 
  •  Faded Away- Luke Bryan 
  •  Come Undone- My Darkest Days 
  •  Between the Raindrops- Lifehouse 
  •  I’m Just A Man- Jason Aldean 
  •  I Lost It- Kenny Chesney 
  •  Settle For a Slowdown- Dierks Bentley 
  •  Please Remember Me- Tim McGraw 
  •  First To Fall- Terri Clark 
  •  Don’t Leave Home- Dido 
  •  Thinking of You- Katy Perry 
  •  Makin’ Plans- Miranda Lambert 
  •  Sweet Nothing- Calvin Harris 
  •  Perfect- My Darkest Days 
  •  Radioactive-Imagine Dragons 
  •  Can’t Forget You- My Darkest Days 
  •  These Days- Rascal Flatts 
  •  I’m Moving On- Rascal Flatts 
  •  Wherever You Will Go- Charlene Soraia 
  •  The Story- Brandi Carlile 
  •  She Wolf- David Guetta


    ♥ Always Enough
    “There is nothing worse than pretending that you don’t care about something, when that is all you can think about.”

    Harper Graham wears a mask, and not the pamper kind. She conceals her pain with shoes, shots, and lots of sex. But while her life appears fantastic to most, Harper herself knows that the most important thing in life is not financial stability, but emotional. Having been let down by her absent father for most of her life, Harper chooses to keep the men in her life at arms length. Well, that was until Kyler Morgan.

    Kyler Morgan has been successful at nearly everything in his life … nearly. Traveling the country with the band Down Glory Road, Kyler has had time to reflect upon his life and in particular his relationship with feisty, drop-dead gorgeous realtor, Harper. Realizing that she is the woman of his dreams, Kyler resolves to win back Harper, and prove to her that she is, and always has been, enough.

    But the path to true love rarely runs smoothly, and when their journey takes a number of twists and turns, will Harper and Kyler manage to hold tight, or fall by the wayside?
    Buy links:


  • Another Heart Calls- The All-American Rejects-

  • I Can’t Make You Love Me- Bonnie Raitt
  • The High Road- Three Days Grace
  • My Songs Know what You Did- Fall Out Boy
  • Touch- Josh Abbott Band
  • Easy- Rascal Flatts
  • Falling Slowly- Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova
  • The Great Escape- Pink
  • Just Give Me a Reason- Pink
  • Have A Little Faith In Me
  • Ignition- Matt Stillwell
  • Daylight- Maroon 5
  • Crash My Party- Luke Bryan
  • Pour Some Sugar On Me- Def Leopard
  • Distance- Christina Perri
  • Two Is Better Than One- Boys Like Girls
  • I Can’t Love You Back- Easton Corbin
  • Wasting All These Tears- Cassaee Pope
  • How She Rolls- Chase Rice
  • Goodbye- Secondhand Serenade
  • I Will Remember You- Ryan Cabrera
  • 36 Days- Hawk Nelson
  • Breathe Me- Sia

  • Author Bio:
    Stacy Borel lives in southeast Texas with her huband, two kids, and two dogs. She is a military wife, and prior to that, was a military brat. She loves picking up and moving somewhere new every two to four years. Stacy is a self-proclaimed Facebook addict. If she isn't online, she is either writing or being a mom or wife.

    Next novel: Touching Scars, coming the first week of December 2013.

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    Friday, September 27, 2013

    Saved By the Spell Cover Reveal

    Title: Saved by the Spell (Book Two of the Anna Wolfe Series)
    Author: Casey Keen
    Genre: Paranormal & Urban Fantasy Romance
    Expected Release Date: October 11, 2013
    Reveal Host: Lady Amber's Tours

    Two worlds in danger.

    A Grand Witch behind bars.

    A stunning Werewolf and a devilishly handsome Warlock’s pursuit for her affections.

    You think you have it bad? Grand Witch Anna Wolfe awakens to find herself imprisoned by Micah, the Prince of Darkness. Micah’s on a quest for world domination—and it’s not just the Netherworld that’s in danger. The human world is threatened as well. Now, it’s up to Anna to escape from Micah's clutches so she can locate The Scholars and an ancient book before both falls into the wrong hands.

    With a fiercely loyal Werewolf and immensely powerful Warlock by her side, what can go wrong?

    A lot apparently.

    If fighting off the Prince of Darkness wasn’t enough, Anna’s emotions are a whirlwind, as she battles between what fate demands and what she actually wants.

    Author Bio:
    I was born in Philadelphia, PA and grew up in the suburban outskirts of this amazing city. I love anything paranormal and/or supernatural - seriously I live in Philadelphia! For those of you who don’t know, this city is an awesomely haunted place! This healthy paranormal addiction has provided me the motivation to write my first book, “I’ll Be Damned.” I graduated from Drexel University with a Bachelor's Degree in Psychology and I'm currently working on the Anna Wolfe Series


    Wednesday, September 25, 2013

    Ayla Cover Reveal and Giveaway

    Ayla (Book #2 in the Necoh Saga)

    Coming October 2013…


    In the blink of an eye, Brooklyn is torn from Ryder’s arms and thrown back into her own world…

    Vowing to find a way back to Necoh, she goes to dangerous lengths and embarks on a deadly mission to find her love and help him destroy Grishma once and for all.

    Lives will be lost, trust will be shattered, and secrets will be revealed…

    Will Brooklyn find Ryder?

    Will they finally put an end to Grishma’s murderous reign?



    Kelly Anne Blount was born in Madison, WI. After attending university, she moved to Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands to teach elementary school. While living there, she met the love of her life and was married in a beautiful ceremony on the Caribbean Sea.

    After returning stateside, Kelly started to pursue another passion, writing. She is currently working on her first young adult fantasy series and a contemporary romance novel as well.

    In between serving as an intensive intervention teacher working with exceptional children and writing in the beautiful mountains of Asheville, she loves spending time with her husband, Lee, and their furry babies. Kelly also enjoys reading. Her favorite genres are YA fantasy, MG, paranormal romance, and the occasional thriller.



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    Tuesday, September 24, 2013

    Seizing Fate Cover Reveal

    Title: Seizing Fate (Predetermined Series: Book Two)
    Author: Heather Van Fleet
    Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
    Release Day: October 8, 2013
    Publisher: Sunshine Press
    Reveal Host: Lady Amber's Tours

    And you thought Emmy’s life was a hot mess before…
    Jack’s gone off to Arizona with his brother, but for how long? Emmy doesn’t have a clue. In his place, though, is Zachary. The whiny, miserable, alpha wolf–boy who is more than ready to take on the duty of her mate/boyfriend — if she’d let him, that is. But the last thing Emmy wants is to deal with a boy who believes that the world should fall solely at his feet whenever he demands it.
    But hey, at least her step–douche is gone, and her life is back to an almost normal sense, right?
    Wrong again, Emmy’s life will never again be normal…
    With her Uncle Prick in town and her best friend acting as secretive as ever, Emmy finds new challenges to overcome — challenges that no seventeen–year–old girl should ever have to deal with. For one thing, what is up with her dream–liaison status anyway? What does it mean, really? And why does her little brother have to go through it too? And then there’s her mom. The lady is acting a tad bit odd, to put it nicely. After all these years, she finally wants to step up and be a parental figure? Heck no! Emmy’s definitely not copacetic with that idea.
    But with the bad, there’s got to be some good out there for her somewhere, right?
    Add in the wolves, witches, drama, and lots of kisses and you get Emmy the Extraordinaire, the girl with strawberry–colored hair, and a chip on her shoulder. She’s finally on her way to finding out what her life and her future both have in store for her, even if the road to getting there is nowhere near as easy as she hoped it would be. But Emmy is tough, and more than ready to take on life with her bare hands.
    It’s just too bad she’s madly, desperately, insanely in love with a boy who insists on making her life both a miserable hell and utter perfection at the same time.

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    Goodreads link for Resisting Fate: (Book one)

    About the author:
    Heather Van Fleet currently reside in northern Illinois, with her three little ladies, and fabulous hubby, and high school sweetheart, Chris. She’s a stay at home mom by day, and an avid and completely obsessive writer and reader by night.
    She’s always had a soft spot in her heart for books, and has been creating her own little stories since the age of seven. But she never really had the confidence or the time to actually sit down and really do something about it until her youngest daughter Isabella was born just two years ago. Bella, as well as her older sisters Kelsey and Emma, are and always will be her greatest inspirations.

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    Pressure, fire, wetness, tongues — single words were all I could think as our mouths battled. God, I’d never been kissed like this before. Ever, and if we stopped, I’d die a happy woman from his lips touching mine alone. He tugged his hand into the back of my hair, pulling my chin upwards, yanking me towards him. I clawed at his shirt, ready to rip it from his massive body. I pulled at his jacket first, lowering it over his shoulders until it fell to the floor. The buttons jingled against the tile, scattering over our feet. Damn, if he didn’t care about his signature black coat falling apart, then I had to wonder what else I could get away with.

    Sunday, September 22, 2013

    Tour and Giveaway: The Law of Attraction

    Once upon a time two lawyers fell in love across a courtroom …
    Gabrielle Ginsberg was a public defender with plenty of nerve and
    Braden Pierce was an assistant district attorney with a whole lot of
    swagger. Gabrielle wanted Braden and Braden wanted Gabrielle.
    And Cameron wanted Gabrielle.
    And Marla wanted Braden.
    And Cole wanted Gabrielle.
    And Mrs. Mason wanted Braden.
    And an anonymous letter writer wanted to keep Gabrielle and Braden apart.
    Together Gabrielle and Braden discovered many important things, like
    which doors at the courthouse actually locked, and that desks could be
    useful for more than writing. They also found out that the path of
    love was not always smooth, and it was sometimes trod upon by some
    really wacky people, like a confused fanny grabber, an eighty-two year
    old pothead and a gentleman who threw a wine and cheese party in his
    pants. Could true love overcome a lack of privacy, interference by
    jealous rivals and the insanity of the criminal court system?

    NOTICE: This book contains explicit descriptions of sexual situations
    and mature language. It is intended for readers over the age of
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    “No deal.”
                “What?  What do you mean no deal?”
                “Gabrielle, the man worked the counter for eight hours with the owner tied up behind him. It’s all on video. I would have to try really hard to lose this case at trial.”
                “You want to waste your time trying this? What is it you think I would say to the twelve jurors who gave up their day for that great example of the criminal justice system in action?”
                “Maybe you could put on your “everybody has a right to a trial” defense.”
                “You know, I’m going to win with that one someday, baby. You had better watch out.”
                “Look, I won’t object to him pleading guilty.”
                “With no agreement? How kind of you! Well, at least people won’t question whether I’m trading sexual favors for deals.”
                “Wait a minute! You never said that was on the table!” he joked. 
    “I may have no other choice. He worked the freaking cash register for eight hours to get more money! On camera! C’mon, big boy. I’ll let you cuff me for plea to unlawful restraint with a two year cap.” I winked.
    “Pack up your stuff and come with me,” he said, shaking his head and packing up his own files. I packed up all of my files and followed him out of the courtroom. I saw that we were headed toward the onsite DA’s offices where prosecutors prepared witnesses and negotiated plea bargains. We went in and he led me to an open interview room, shutting the door behind us. I figured that he had taken pity on me and would throw some kind of bone.
                “So, you want to discuss a deal after all?” I asked seriously.
                “I’ll think about it, but don’t expect it to be generous, and I won’t offer anything if the victim objects.”
                “Okay?” I said, feeling a little confused. “I guess I can understand that. So why did you want to come here?”
                “Because I want to kiss that saucy mouth.”
                “Oh,” I said, surprised, and felt goose bumps form on my arms. We were at work. This was … different. He walked over and stood right in front of me. I could feel heat radiating from his body and, God, he smelled good. He grabbed my chin and tipped my head back. Then he looked intently into my eyes for a second, leaned down, and I could feel his warm breath and sense his lips about to brush mine, when he pulled back, teasing me. I opened my eyes again, unsure what to do and afraid to move. I was about to start panting and a small whimper escaped my throat.
                It seemed to fire him up and his mouth came down on mine hard and took total possession of it. So far he had been a slow, sensuous kisser but today he was more greedy and demanding, almost dominating, and I’m not ashamed to tell you that I liked it! He reached inside my suit jacket and ran his fingers lightly along my back, sending shivers up and down my spine and I felt my lower regions heating up and liquefying. After melting my panties for a few minutes he pulled back.
                “I have a confession. I tend to get a lot of adrenaline flowing in court,” he said in a husky voice. “When I’m in court with you, I also tend to get a lot of testosterone flowing. The combination fires up my libido like you wouldn’t believe.”
                “I should argue with you more often,” I replied a little breathlessly.
                “You argue with me all the time. We’re lawyers. And you’ve been driving me crazy for quite a while now. If we hadn’t started dating I probably would have banged half the women in this courthouse.”
                “I thought that you had banged half the women in this courthouse.”
                “Okay, the other half.”
                “You know, I think I’m happy that I’m a lawyer. And, believe me, I don’t say that a lot.”
    “Nobody says that a lot. I really need to have some hot sweaty monkey sex with you on Friday. And when I say “some” I mean hours’ worth. I’m talking getting seriously freaky until we pass out.”
                “That’s the best offer you’ve made me all day. You know that if I wind up trying this dumbass case, I’m going to make you use that adrenaline and testosterone to service me all night.”
    “Well then, we’ll definitely need to sleep in the next day. Now I have to get out of here before I hit the floor … with you under me.”

    Author Bio:
    Once upon a time ... N.M. Silber was a criminal defense attorney who
    got up each morning, donned her power suit and sensible pumps, downed
    a gallon of coffee and set out to "fight the good fight" while trying
    to not go insane. Having a dark sense of humor and a sarcastic wit
    helped -- a lot. Another thing that helped was reading. As escapism
    was the goal, she liked to read romance novels, especially really
    funny ones and really sexy ones. Then one day something beautiful
    happened -- she read one that was both funny and sexy at the same
    time. She hung up her power suit, put away her sensible pumps and
    moved her coffee mug to her computer. Now she writes funny and sexy
    romance novels herself and she lives happily ever after.
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    ♥ Top 3 favorite Reviews ♥
    I was given an ARC in exchange for an honest review, and I think I am about as frustrated after reading this ARC as I have ever been.  I stayed up half the night to finish this book because it, quite frankly, would not let me put it down.  Did I mention I’m frustrated?  Extremely Frustrated!  Is there a stronger word than “frustrated?”  Why, you may ask?  Because the book isn’t being released for three more days, I cannot share my copy with anyone, and I have NO ONE to talk to about it.  Frustrated, I tell you! {shakes fists in the air}
    Literally from the opening scene I knew I was in for a treat.  This book grabbed me immediately and virtually dared me to try to put my Kindle down.  In fact, I did try.  As the evening turned into the wee hours of the morning, I tried to convince myself that I should get some sleep.  Not happening!  I couldn’t do it.  I rode it out to the final chuckle.  It didn’t matter that I would have to function the next day on four hours of sleep.  I would not, could not put it down.
    Author N.M. Silber has created characters that rival some of the best television and movie comedy ensembles I’ve ever seen.  If you thought Lucy and Ethel were capable of getting into predicaments, you haven’t met Gabrielle and Jess.  I can’t help thinking that the “Friends” ensemble nearly pales in comparison to what Ms. Silber has created here.  In fact, if someone somewhere doesn’t pick this up and run with it as a premise for a TV sit-com or romantic comedy movie, then there’s no justice in the world.  My biggest challenge in writing this review is finding enough different words to use in place of “funny.”
    The banter between the characters – all of the characters – is laugh-out-loud hilarious.  The courtroom scenes are unpredictable and witty.  The flirty scenes between Braden and Gabrielle are outrageous, but in a sexy, playful way.  Even the supporting characters get in on the madness.  Gabrielle tries to warn Braden that, aside from her parents, her other relatives are crazy.  Well, crazy doesn’t quite cover it really.  When Gabrielle’s, “thirty-two-year-old cougar cousin with the big hair, the expensive manicure and the Jimmy Choos,” loudly inquires of Gabrielle if Braden is “built to scale,” I figured we had seen the evidence of crazy.  Wrong!  It wasn’t until her mother had to shut down a dinner table discussion from Gabrielle’s Bubbe (grandmother) about the merits of “oral attention,” that I realized this family pushes crazy beyond the pale.  Oh, and trust me, Braden’s family is equally capable of dishing out their own style of irony.
    It is NO exaggeration to say that every single scene in this book for me was perfection.  In addition to the outrageous banter between the characters, author N.M. Silber also manages to give the reader an equally pleasing dose of warm and tender romance, and some fulfilling hot and heavy passion as well.  I enjoyed this book too much to even dare try to mention plot for fear of spoiling anything for the reader.
    Between the characters’ banter, the preposterous “fixes” that Gabrielle manages to coax her best friend Jess into, and the underlying theme of a blossoming romance that I was completely and utterly pulling for, my verdict is that there is clear and convincing evidence that The Law of Attraction is THE stand-out romantic comedy of 2013!  I cannot wait for the sequel!


    Smut Book Club

    I LOVED this book. Hardcore, super duper, would recommend it to anyone, marking it as a favorite kind of love. It's cute, adorable, lovely, sexy, panty-melting, heart-warming, laugh-out-loud goodness. The Law of Attraction is the first of a two-part series that will turn into standalone books about the other introduced characters. Like Stefan says, there's something for everyone; funny banter mixed with hot, sexy build-up mixed with hilarious side characters round out the likability of the book. I can't wait for the second book just because I want to spend more time with Gabrielle and Braden and the humping game. A HUGE must-read!

    I always know when a book is good when I finish the book and immediately scour the internet to cyberstalk the writer to find out everything I can about what he or she is writing next, when it will be published, and what else he or she has released. I definitely cyberstalked the heck out of N.M. Silber after finishing this book. 

    This novel has a great mix of humor, plot, and sexiness. The funny dialogue between Gabrielle and Braden had me smiling and snorting with laughter throughout the read--I love a funny, sexy read. The sexiness was in perfect tune with the book--not too salacious but not too tame either. And the mix of romance between Gabrielle and Braden and the 'who is behind these threatening notes' plot kept me turning pages until my eyes were burning and begging for sleep in the wee hours of the morning..but I just couldn't stop. I willingly lost sleep--on a work night!-- so that I could see how this story ended. 

    You know why we liked them so much? Communi-freaking-cation. They're lawyers, so no offense to other lawyers out there, but these two liked to argue. The best part about their negotiations and banter and back and forth is that it was easy and happy and not your typical start of a relationship. Maybe the lack of angst was due to their age and chosen professions, but it was awesome and hysterical and I completely loved it. I laughed out loud many times, but I really enjoyed some of their court cases together. He is the prosecutor and she is the court appointed attorney for mostly minor cases but her inner-Gabrielle dialogue made me almost choke on my drink a few times. So be warned. Hopefully you laugh your ass off, but don't drink and read as it could be hazardous.

    You can imagine my surprise when I got to the last page and I saw that this story would be continued in a second book. Those of you who read the blog on a regular basis know that I have a love/hate relationship with the whole 'to be continued' or even worse cliffhangers...but N.M. Silber handled the ending so well that I honestly was okay with having to wait for the next one to come out. I had a nice feeling of satisfaction and while I definitely will be eager to get my hands on the next book, I didn't have a strong desire to strangle the author...more like I wanted to gently nudge her into releasing the next one as quickly as possible.

    Yep, I was a little like "say what?" But it wasn't a cliff hanger per se for Gabrielle and Braden. I loved them both with abandon, but it is more the secondary plot that is to be continued I think, while still giving us more of our favorite little gang. I can't wait to see what shenanigans they get up to in the court room, and well the interview rooms *ahem*. I can't wait to see what comes out of her Bubbe's (her grandma) mouth next and would love to see a scene where Bubbe and Drew (Braden's brother) go toe to toe, because that would be funny. *hint, hint*! Anyways, does my review make it seem like I am so happy to have read this book and really, really, really loved it? Well I'd like to state for the record (see, I even learned some court proceedings, lol) that I am currently smiling. It made me very happy. 
    I'm so looking forward to seeing who this mysterious note writer is, reading the funny quips between Gabrielle and Braden and their friends, and hopefully see them have their happily ever after. These two had one of the sweetest, non-angst filled romances I've read in a while and I thoroughly enjoyed it!
    Me too, sister. Me. Too! I can't wait to see what happens next! Some of my favorite books are happy, well-written ones like this that pull me out of my angst filled masochistic book hangover. This is one of those. Perfect.