Saturday, November 26, 2011

Review: The Mating

The Mating
The Mating by Nicky Charles

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I loved this book. An arangged marriage was never this intriging! The twists and turns will keep you guessing and the steamy sex will keep you drooling!

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Friday, November 25, 2011


The log line for my latest release, Her Eyes is “When you look into her eyes, who do you see?” It comes from the old adage that the eyes are the windows to the soul and it is a piece of the essence of Her Eyes.
Her Eyes came about after a friend and I heard about the original face transplant surgery done several years ago in France. I’ve long been interested in reincarnation and past lives, walk-ins fascinate me as does some of the stories around transplants. I think most people know what reincarnation is and we hold our own beliefs about it. The idea of coming back and resolving issues from this life is interesting.
Walk-ins are an interesting metaphysical concept that first came to my attention through Doreen Virtue. A walk-in occurs when someone is working on their life lesson and finds that it is more than they can handle in this lifetime. They make an agreement on a soul level with another spirit to, in essence, trade places. The other soul finishes out the life issues of the first one.
Organ donation is, to me, one of the most powerful gifts we can give. Sadly it is usually one we give when we’ve passed on yet it is, a gift that will keep on giving. There is anecdotal material on the metaphysical aspects of organ donation—that a part of the donor, bits of characteristics, are passed on to the donee. I don’t know if it is true or not but when I had a ligament replaced in my hand this summer I didn’t want to know where it came from. I later found out that we have a tendon in our wrist we really don’t need and that it’s often used to replace the damaged one—I was my own donor. In light of the premise of Her Eyes all I can say is “whew”.
I also believe in soul mates and that sometimes we have a second chance at love. A few years ago I reconnected with my high school boyfriend and he recently asked me did I ever think about what would happen if we had been married—or if we did now. Would we take that second chance if we had it?
When I heard of the face transplant my mind was off and running with what ifs? The concepts of reincarnation, walk-ins and cell memory of organ donation ran through my mind. Added to that was my high school boyfriend asking about giving ourselves a second chance at love. It seemed to me there were almost endless possibilities and Her Eyes evolved.
Would you take a second chance at love?
What if that one great love, your soul mate, died—and returned to you in some other form. Could you believe it? Would you believe it?
When you look into the one you love’s eyes, who do you see?

Friday, November 11, 2011

Review: Edie Earns Her Saddle

Edie Earns Her Saddle
Edie Earns Her Saddle by Ava Mitchell

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I LOVE this book! Anyone who wants a hot menage fantasy should read it! The story of a good, hard working free spirit Edie meeting two hard working even harder playing hot as hell ranchers! Let the games begin!

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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Natalie Acres Blog Tour Stop/Contests, Prizes

Thanks to Natalie for stopping in on her first ever blog tour. Stop by, comment and at the end of the blog tour on November 7th, you could win some nifty prizes.

Cowboy Boots and Unsettled Debt
Cowboy Boots Series, Book 3
Natalie Acres
Siren Publishing
Contemporary, Western,. Menage and more (M/F/M/M/M/M)

Seduction turns deadly when Abby Rose, an agent with the Underground Unit, decides to put a provocative spin on revenge. Her plan to sleep with a cartel leader backfires when fellow operatives refuse to let Abby face her enemy alone.

Abby’s fellow agents begin the fight of their lives. After discovering Abby will use her body to lure in the man who killed her father and their command leader, seven highly trained special operatives cope with high tensions as each man comes to terms with feelings they never acknowledged.
This team isn’t fighting for another cause or plotting the best way to take out their mark. The stakes are much higher. These men will take up arms and meet their greatest challenge as they work together to protect the woman they admire and love.

Abby looked freshly fucked. That’s the only way Ace knew how to describe her. She had a soft glow to her cheeks when she stepped away from the car. Her round nipples were hard, pressing through her thin light blue shirt, and those plaid shorts looked crumpled. Some heavy petting must’ve occurred in the backseat of that SUV.
“Hey you,” Ace said, forcing a smile. “I’m glad to see you’re in one piece.”
“I’m fine, Ace,” she assured him, glancing over her shoulder.
Judson slid out of the vehicle. Ace took a ragged breath. He wasn’t worried about Judson. He wasn’t the competition. He’d held Abby’s heart in the palm of his hand for a very short time.
Ace had been with her for the last five years.
Judson stuck out his hand, “Nice to see you, Ace.”
The others politely greeted Judson as well. By the time Kit stepped away from the automobile, everyone stood on the driver’s side of the Suburban. Kit and Brantley exchanged words, and everyone was introduced. Ace and Brantley were the only two operatives who’d worked with Kit in the past. Their time together was brief.
Thank God.
“Ace,” Kit said, narrowing his gaze. “You look stressed. How’s it going?”
“I’m super, you?” He stuck out his hand and shook. Damn, that hurt. He immediately wondered where the guy’s hands had been.
“Never better,” he replied, winking at Abby.
Ace stalked across the garage and stormed inside. Behind him, Brantley said, “We’ll discuss our plans once everyone gets settled in. Stop off at the refrigerator and grab you something to drink. We have plenty of snacks in the pantry. Meet upstairs in the control room in fifteen.”
Ace entered the kitchen. Abby was right behind him. No time like the present to get a few things out of the way.
She hit the last step. He grabbed her arm. Casey saw everything.
Right as Ace dragged her into the utility room, Casey said, “I got this, Ace. You can owe me later.”
There was a brass latch at the top of the door, Ace used it. He slid the lever in place, turned around, and faced his fears. Time to play, and way past time to sate the need and satisfy the longing. Although he feared after he fucked her, things would only get worse.
“I’m in love with you.”
“What?” she asked, acting surprised.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t see this coming,” Ace said, stalking her. “Don’t act as if you don’t know there’s something between us.” He loosened his belt, snapped it as he pulled the leather away from the denim. Shirtless after working in the hayfields all afternoon, he noticed how her gaze worked across his dusty, hay-coated abs.
“I’m hot. I’m sweaty. I’ve been farming all day.” He reached behind her and turned on the shower nozzle. A matter of convenience more than anything else, the mudroom housed a washer, dryer, toilet, sink, and small shower stall. “And I need to clean up.”
She placed her hand over her mouth and hid a smile.
“Considering I don’t know where you’ve been or who you’ve let touch you, I think a bath is in order for you, too.”
“Ace this is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard of,” Abby said. “You’re what? Jealous of Kit and now you’re ready to fuck me?”
“You’re half right,” he replied, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her against him. “I’m not jealous, but I am gonna fuck you. Right here. Right now. I don’t care if someone interrupts us or not.”
“Ace, no,” she said, shaking her head.
“Why? Because you don’t want to hurt him?”
She thinned her lips.
“Do you love him?”
Her eyes watered.
“You do,” he said, processing.
“I always will,” she informed him.
Ace felt his jaw tighten. He felt like a blasted fool now. Maybe he should’ve asked her about her feelings for Kit before he dragged her off to the shower.
“And I’ve known for a long time I’m in love with you, too.”
He felt his jaw relax. “Of course you are.” He hoped like hell he didn’t sound pussy whipped. “Yeah, you are.” The second time sounded more confident.
“You should believe that,” she whispered as she stood on her tiptoes and took their first kiss. Her wicked tongue jabbed through his sealed lips. They parted and welcomed the invasion, the overdue moment that would prove they somehow weathered the storm.

Copyright © 2011

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Review: All I Want for Christmas Is a Vampire

All I Want for Christmas Is a Vampire
All I Want for Christmas Is a Vampire by Kerrelyn Sparks

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

True to her form Kerrelyn Sparks does it again. You cannot miss this book!

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Review: How to Marry a Millionaire Vampire

How to Marry a Millionaire Vampire
How to Marry a Millionaire Vampire by Kerrelyn Sparks

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This book was awesome! Kerrelyn Sparks creates the most perfect of worlds within our modern day relm. Funny, sexy, charming...You will laugh out loud and root for the hero and heroin in this story of modern day love. Even if your 'not into vampires' I recommend this book it's a great read you will not soon forget.

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