My name’s Tevy and you’ll find me staring out the window of a psychiatric center. I’m not crazy, I don’t think. I see angels. Not the sweet faced, flowing robe kind either. I see sword-wielding, flying over our heads and killing each other angels. Everyone thinks I’m nuts, which is why I’m in here. For a while, I thought maybe that something went wrong in my head, maybe from my parents dying. But I was wrong, terribly wrong about everything: my parents, the angels, who I truly am or rather what I am. Once I’m out, I have to dodge the angels without raising anyone's suspicions including the boy next door that has some secrets of his own. Dylan soon learns I’m not as normal as I pretend to be, but will he tell? Crazy or not, I can’t go back to the isolation ward.
Contemporary, Romance - novella
TBR Reviewer: Amanda
An innocent, full-figured young woman, Lily Jones is the Cinderella-esque member of her profligate family. Her parents and older sister continue to spend like there is no tomorrow, while Lily learns to cook, keep a garden, and clean when all the servants are let go due to lack of funds. Her unlikely savior comes in the form of an older man known to most as the "Beast", who blackmails her into marrying him in exchange for saving her family from losing everything. Unknown to Lily, Wayne Brown has spent two years wanting her and uses her family's monetary situation as the excuse to have her. While they both struggle to find a balance in their new marriage, secrets from their pasts and mistakes in their present threaten any chance at happiness they have.
A thoroughly enjoyable story, I loved reading about Wayne and Lily's fight to create a family against strange odds, and how they both fought against admitting their growing feelings for one another. Lily also continually struggles with insecurities from growing up a full-figured person in a world of size zeroes, especially because her older sister uses that fact to torment her. Both main characters felt like real people, broken by their pasts but trying to heal
within the chance of love. As Lily becomes more secure and Wayne softens, their relationship appears to be the best possible circumstance, but waiting too long to admit his feelings could cause Wayne to lose Lily for good. My only real issue with the whole story was some editing issues where misspellings or wrong words pulled me out of the story. However, I still really enjoyed reading this and will read more by this author.
I recommend Blackmailed by the Beast for any one who enjoys the "rescued-damsel-with-hidden-strengths" type story, or for lovers of "reformed-by-love-businessmen"!
A nice red blush stained her cheeks and the top of her chest. Wayne desired to pull her gown down and suck on her sweet hot nipples. How many times had he fantasised about seeing this voluptuous woman naked? Spread before him on the silk sheets of his four-poster bed?
“Please, give me more time?” Her voice quivered, and her body shook. Deep down, he wanted to take her in his arms and protect her from everything threatening to pose harm. He needed to stay strong.
“I want your answer now.”
“Now or never, Lily.” Wayne pulled away and shut off his emotions. The time to think with his head and nothing else. “When I get to the door, I better have your answer. If I leave this room without any answer, the debt collectors will come knocking tomorrow. It’s your decision, Lily.”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Wayne caught her face in his palms. He looked deep into her eyes. “Because you’re the one that caught my attention.”
Without a second look, he walked the short distance to the door, each step like a ticking clock in his mind. Wayne closed his eyes and prayed she wouldn’t be stupid. She wouldn’t test his resolve. They didn’t call him the Beast for nothing.
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Romance - novel
TBR Reviewer: Monua
What do you get when a freak accident, a drug bust gone awry, and spirit guides from the past throw two strangers together in a race for their lives? A passionate suspense filled ride into the darkest depths of human choice and destiny’s purpose. Marci has been ignoring her purpose as a spiritual teacher and suffers the consequences quickly when she is embroiled in the drug world as a mule. And Sam, who is desperately trying to clear his name as a dirty cop
can't figure out why his heart is bonding immediately with someone who can and will destroy his future. Will the evil forces trying to destroy them succeed? Or will the light and love they have for each other conquer their enemies so they can fulfill their destiny?
This book successfully blends universal spiritual beliefs and virtues with passionate players. Although a little slow in the beginning, it redeemed itself quite nicely after about 60 or so pages. With her finger on the pulse of human emotion and life choices very closely linked with everyday issues, Ms. Eckhart is spot on with the chemistry between our hero and heroine. Their lives are emotionally drained and to the brink of hopelessness, however their determination to stand up for what is right made me want to stand up and yell BRAVO! This is what humanity is all about! The darkness surrounding our characters metaphorically and physically bring realism to a world that does exist in society, and the way she masterfully works out each detail was brilliant.
Although a bit long and drawn out at times, the grammar and writing style were great and quite meaningful. There are life lessons to be learned here, and I hope to see more in this series!
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Thriller, Mystery - novel
TBR Reviewer: Mark
Fresh-faced lawyer, Ben Kravner, is placed in charge of handling a recently deceased Newspaper Editor's last Will and Testament. He stumbles across an intriguing and interesting poem amongst his Client's effects that seems to suggest the possibility of a conspiracy that has spanned almost a Century. Every Twenty years or so, an American President has been assassinated with the exception of Ronald Reagan upon whom the attempt failed. Individually, these assassinations appear completely unconnected but when taken all together, suddenly it seems as though one single power is behind the attacks; the descendants of an old family who would like nothing better than to see America descend into the midst of another Civil War.....
From the author of King Of Paine, Larry Kahn, comes this clever and often convoluted thriller set at the turn of the last Millennium. A gripping read, I really enjoyed this despite the fact that, at times, the plot did stretch credibility and the villains of the piece did suffer from the usual conventions of not really being all that accomplished. The idea of connecting such a random series of events into an ongoing historical conspiracy is a neat one and Kahn
pretty much manages to pull it off with some convincing twists and some well thought out characters. Though it is perhaps not quite as good as King Of Paine, this can be excused since The Jinx was Kahn's first novel and hence his style here is more of a work in progress that is closer perfected in his much later thriller.That being said, for a first novel, this is pretty good stuff and easily as good as say The Da Vinci Code or other similar conspiracy novels.
I would certainly recommend this if you want a bit of harmless hokum and are prepared to not take this TOO seriously. It's good as a source of playful suspension of disbelief but if you are looking for something you can get your teeth into more and have a good gnaw at then chances are this might not quite be for you.
Overall, The Jinx is certainly enjoyable and definitely worth picking up, especially if you enjoyed his other book, King Of Paine!
He watched helplessly as the distance between Fritz and his attacker closed, then was overcome with grief when the two figures disappeared behind a clump of trees near the southern tip of the lake.
He buried his face in his gloved hands. He had opened the sealed envelope. He had tried to be the hotshot lawyer, taking on the most powerful men in the nation on his own. Why? The answer sprang to his mind instantly—to impress Fritz Fox, a man who was more like a grandfather to him than a mentor. He had saved him once; now he had killed him.
Ben sat there, stunned, motionless, contemplating his fate.There was nowhere for him to turn. His parents, his friends, his colleagues were all incommunicado. There were apparently no limits to what The Royal Order would do to stop him.
A siren pierced the morning stillness. Surrender to the police was an option. He would be charged with various drug offenses, any remaining shred of credibility would be destroyed, but he would live. It was not his responsibility to save the world. That was for great men with white hair.
Great men. One had died today. Would Fritz Fox have surrendered if faced with adversity? No! The Old Man would have dueled with the devil until justice was done or his last drop of blood had been spilt. And he wanted to be like Fritz.
He felt his despondency lift as an icy gust slapped him in the face. There would be no surrender. Fritz’s death would not be in vain. There was still one last card to play.
Ben sucked in a deep breath, then metamorphosed as he expelled it, the steaming mist rising high into the air before dissipating. His eyes blazed. His nostrils flared. His jaw set firmly. The anger and sorrow that moments ago had almost conquered him were now the fuel that stoked the fire within. Passion overcame fear. The Royal Order of the Millennium Knight beware—Benjamin Franklin Kravner, Hawkeye, was on the warpath.
Ben gave one final hard look at the clump of trees where he last saw Fritz alive. “They don’t know the meaning of vengeance,” he said out loud, then bolted east, along the lake’s southern shore.
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Romance, Science Fiction - Novel
Sasha Smirnov knows she is running out of time. She needs to find a way to save her home plant Magnus 3, their sun is unstable and most likely will explode. Sasha knows of another plant called the Centor who had the same problem but for some reason that plant’s sun seems stable now. Her mission is to go find out what the Centor’s have that could save her home plant. Sasha meets Dirk Roscoepilot and stows away on his ship, little does she know Dirk plans on turning her in. Sasha and Dirk are attracted to each other and while on the ship things start to heat up. Dirk on the other hand still does his job and ends up turning Sasha over. Sasha’s situation is not good and once again she has to figure out how to escape and get off this plant. Once more she meets up with Dirk and this time he wants to help her. Sasha on the other knows she has feeling for this man but he did betray her, can she trust him?
I enjoyed this novel and the author has written the characters well. The entire book is written from Sasha’s point of view so you get to know her and want her to succeed. It would have been great to have a pov on Dirk helping us readers to get to know him a bit better though. Sasha’s Calling has a mixture of science fiction, humour, action and romance with a twist of erotica. The novel moves along quite fast and I thoroughly enjoyed it. T.C. Archer's writing is good.
Sasha's Calling is exciting, action packed with twist and turns for a great read. I hope that we see these two characters in future novels. I would definitely recommend this novel to my friends.
Numerous footfalls running in double time echoed from around the curve behind Sasha. She
quickened her pace. A man waiting for an elevator came into view. An unexpected
flutter of anticipation closed around her heart. His golden hair cut precisely
at the nape of his neck gave him a surgical look that didn’t—couldn’t—detract
from broad shoulders emphasized by the fashionable lime green Nauru jacket he
wore. He stood a head taller than her one and three-quarter meters. A triwheeled
robot like those ambassadors used as aides waited two paces behind
The man turned. The bot followed suit, stupidly mimicking the movement. Sasha’s
breath caught. The ambassador either wore contacts or had surgically implanted
chrome irises, but the polychrome eyes that followed her approach didn’t
disguise the intense stare. Despite the pebbled nipples that now strained
against her suit, his gaze never wavered from her face. Damn her luck. She’d
encountered the only male on Centor who had morals.
The footfalls of the Pinkertons behind her grew louder, and more footfalls sounded
from around the curve ahead. She flicked a glance down the corridor. No doors or
branching hallways were visible, only the elevator that hadn’t yet arrived. Her
pulse spiked. Trapped.
Sasha slowed to a stroll, the ambassador’s gaze still fastened on her. She could
almost see herself in his eyes. She stepped up to him, seized his lapel-less
jacket, and pulled him down so they were face-to-face. If nothing else, she was
Lips crashed onto lips. His were firm, hers demanding. She pressed closer, her pistol
nestled out of sight, and drove him back against the intersection between the
elevator and the wall. His tongue touched the seam of her lips. She startled.
Well, well, her savior was an opportunist too, and not so moral after all.
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Historical - novel
TBR reviewer: Monua
Two Kingdoms on the precipice of war. When innocents are slaughtered there is only one solution….revenge. When King Evan of Powys kidnaps the Princess Morleyna he is determined to bring peace by bartering an agreement with her brother. Little does he know that the wager is a battle for his soul and redemption for a life wasted with lust for a witch. Will the purity of his captive be enough to erase the deceit and ugliness of betrayal and finally bring peace to his land, or will all be lost in a gamble that will destroy both of their hearts…and their Kingdoms?
This is a detailed historical piece but not much in the way of romance. There were a few moments when I was caught up in Evan and Morleyna’s world, but mostly it was a rambling of dialogue that would put a true Romantic novel reader to sleep. I would have liked to see more interaction with the lead characters and watch their budding relationship, instead of Evan and Larys boring trysts. The“heat” between Evan and Morley was pretty non-existent to say the least, and I felt it was thrown in there just to make the reader believe this is a love story.
However, if you like historicals The Comrades is exceptionally accurate. It makes for a good look into the day to day life of Wales in the 5th Century. The Latin phrases, Church beliefs, and verbiage of the day bring paint to a time far removed from the present. Lynne Williams most definitely has a place amongst those who love detailed history with a great story backed into it for good measure. I caution anyone who is looking for a short, romantic read because this is not.
Overall, The Comrades was enjoyable and I would like to see more from her in the future.
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Romance, Suspense - Novel
TBR Reviewer: Amanda
For 24 year-old Gayle, her first post-college job is turning into a nightmare. Her immediate supervisor is sexually harassing her, the people she turns to tells her to cope with it. To top it off, she uncovers what appears to be malfeasance and collusion between the partners in her accounting firm and the company they are auditing. Gayle and her partner-in-crime Jon soon find themselves over their heads in murder and mayhem in Dallas.
I loved this story - both main characters appealed to me and I appreciated the build-up in their relationship. Gayle, with her petite blond Nancy Drew-ish snooping skills and Jon with his caveman, possessive, protective vibes were a great fit, both for each other and for the story they found themselves inside. I loved that they went from collegues to friends to lovers to partners in more than one way. I loved that Jon appreciated her brain and did not expect her to play dumb to make him feel better about himself. The story itself had great twists and turns that kept me guessing; even when I figured out some of the minor points before they were revealed. The main mystery kept me wondering until the end. This story was very well written and I loved a romance around a profession that most people think of as less than sexy, where both characters are very intelligent.
The P.U.R.E definitely a great story for anyone who enjoys romantic suspense with humorous moments.
Paranormal, Romance - novel
TBR Reviewer: Luta Wolf
Tammy Sinclair doesn’t have time for anything in her life other than work but when she runs into the handsome gas station attendant she wishes she did. Then the bridge out of town washes out and she’s left stranded. Taking a chance she heads back in the direction of Blake. Just when the heat between them kicks up Tammy has an encounter with a wolf and the explanations given are just not adding up. Blake is keeping secrets and she wants to know what they are but can she handle them once she finds out.
This book was so wacky that it was adorable. There is a lot of interesting dialogue and situations which made for a really entertaining humorous story. I was thrown at the start of the book because it seemed a little rushed but a few pages in and the pace evens out quite well. The book leans more towards erotica than really anything with a serious plot.
Despite the length and almost instant love the author did a really good job of establishing the character connects and why they should be together. I also love how neither character is perfect. Blake isn’t the normal werewolf though he is on the moody side, there is more of a vulnerability than you normally associate with werewolf books. Tammy is a bit of a flake which I not only found amusing but adored about her.
I wouldn’t recommend this book if someone is looking for a serious romance but for easy and fun, Heartbeat is a good one.
Surely it meant he wasn't feeling violent. Could she trust her instincts just this once? Puffing out a breath, she stepped into the second hall and closed the door. Lights came on overhead. It was a normal white hallway without pictures or windows. Testing the door to see if it would open, she was relieved when the knob turned easily. The light blinked off. Gazing down the hall, she watched to see if he would turn to prevent her from leaving. He slowed, but didn't return and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Closing the door again, the light sprang on. The floor had an incline and she was moving downward. Following slowly, she watched him disappear around a turn. Reaching the turn, she stopped and peeked around the wall. A large living room with a blazing fire in the hearth, normal furniture, and decorations greeted her eyes. Stepping into the room, she hurried to the hearth. The furnishings were heavy and sturdy. The room was neat and clean. A rug covered the floor. The sofa was soft brocade with stripes of tan and green. There were
paintings of beautiful scenery on the walls, but no windows. Silence greeted her ears--total silence. The rain had stopped. Turning she scanned the room for the man with her case. He stepped into the room from a hall opposite the room and held out a heavy long bathrobe for her.
"Slip this on. I brought you the phone so you can call your family and let them know where you are stranded. You don't want to make them worry unnecessarily." She saw understanding in his gaze.
"The rain has stopped." Smiling, she advanced to accept the robe and phone. It would be warmer than her thin silk suit. Hitting the call button on the phone, she was relieved to receive a dial tone. She quickly punched in the number.
"No. We are underground. You cannot hear it. Only the rear of the kitchen extends from beneath the store and the side of the mountain."
"Really, that is why you didn't hear me knock? What made you decide to come back to the store?" The phone was ringing in her ear. Her answering machine picked up. "Hi, Mom. The road is washed out. I am on Route Twelve at the small gas station on top of the mountain. The man that owns it has a home underground beneath the store. and I am staying with him." She smiled as though listening to her mother. "He seems like a very nice man, Mom. He said the kitchen is outside the mountain so it isn't totally underground. I will call you later with an update. Love you. Bye." She switched off the phone. As long as someone knew
where to look for her, she wasn't going to worry. He had no way of knowing she had talked to her answering machine, and her roommate would receive the message when she returned home. Were she to disappear, the police knew where to look.
That was enough for her to feel comfortable.
"I returned upstairs because a bell goes off when a car enters the shelter."
Shoving her arms into the robe, she was pulling the lapels together when another man stepped into view. Shifting nervously, she moved closer to the fire. He was handsome in a different way. His features were bold, and on the large side, from his wide mouth and square jaw to his brow. His shoulders were large like a body builder.
"I'm Blake Floyd. This is my partner, Ken Lee," her host continued.
She nodded to Mr. Lee. The name suited him as she realized he did have a hint of Oriental in his features. Partner? Partner--as in wife or husband? Had she intruded into their lives when he had only been flirting and didn't mean a word of what he had said? She forced a smile. "I am pleased to meet both of you.
I'm Tammy Sinclair. Forgive my intrusion into your lives. The road is washed out, and as I told Mr. Floyd before, there is a landslide on the other side of the mountain." Shrugging, she shook from a cold shiver racking her body. There was nothing she could do about the situation. Only, it is a shame. For a few minutes, she had lived a dream of making love to handsome Mr. Floyd. "I will try not to disturb you any more than necessary," she assured them both.
"Is this the lady that was going to help you use up all of the condoms?" Ken asked Blake, a grin tugging at his mouth.
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Romance - Novella
TBR Reviewer: Christine
Boden is a fabulous, hot, hard man who works for Lucifer. He’s written with a bit of humor, a slice of sarcasm and a whole lot of sex appeal. Yum, would be the best word to describe him. Anna, is the reaper who got stuck training him and trying to rid him of his dark side. Together, they’re a match made in hell.
What a fabulous read. Ms. Colt really blew me away with this one. There were still the occasional rushed scenes, and some editing issues but the story was solid. The dialogue was fantastic. The tension between Anna and Boden was beautiful written.
Wicked Temptations is a treat.
Boden moved away to pull her pants down along with her panties. Anna’s curly hairs were neatly trimmed, and her apex glistened with the proof of her arousal. He wanted to go to his knees and taste her. To attach his mouth to the swollen bud that peaked from between her puffy lips and suckle her until she came screaming his name. The intense emotions rolled through him, shaking him as he resisted. He needed to remain in control.
“You’ve got such a pretty little cunt.” The foreplay was skipped as he thrust a finger deep
inside her tight hole, and she cried out. Her voice was a strange mix of pleasure and pain that had his tip dripping like a faucet.
“Fuck, you’re so wet and tight.” His finger began to thrust, and her hungry walls sucked him in. Gripped him and held him in their taut embrace.
“You like what I’m doing to you don’t you, my girl?”
“Oh God! Yes.”
“I’m far from done.” He added another finger and pumped faster. “I want to hear you scream my name when you come.” Anna’s fingers curled around his shoulders as her walls shivered, and she rocked her hips in time with his rhythm. Her walls shuddered around his fingers before they clamped down. A gush of liquid flowed forth as she threw her head back and screamed his name. The shrill cries were music to his ears. Her weight rested against the wall, and their gazes locked as he pulled his digits free and sucked them into his mouth. Her honeyed nectar exploded on his tongue, and he moaned. She tasted like ripe fruit sprinkled with sugar.
“You’re the sweetest thing I think I’ve ever tasted.”
“Shh, you’re not the only one who has things to teach.” She looked dazed as she nodded her head and allowed him to right her clothing.
“I think you’re the one who needs to think about what we want from our time together. The ball’s in your court now.”
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Romance - novel
TBR reviewer: Shyla
Second Chance Love, is a story about high school sweethearts, Liam and Teegan, whom get a second chance at finding their happily ever after. As teens the two were a dynamic couple with plenty of passion and love. Until Liam’s scheming ex, Lucy gets her hooks in his skin and trucks him into making the ultimate betrayal.
Deeply wounded, Teegan, leaves town without looking back, and becomes involved in a abusive relationship she can’t seem to get out of. When she returns to her hometown ten years later to get her life back together she’s forced to face the fact that she’s still in love with Liam. Even though Liam feels the same, they have along way to go before they can start over.
Second Chances was a pleasant read, but I was unable to really get into the conflict that was happening. I found a lot of the incidents to be clichéd. IE. The woman Liam was very casually dating yelling at Teegan in a bar about having her sloppy seconds… really? I also found the constant hopping between the past and the present to be a bit off putting. The passages were longer than most flashbacks, and since I’d gotten the gist of how Liam and Teegan were in the past, I found them to be unnecessary.
Despite these issues the characters have a deep connection, and there’s something about a man being willing to stand beside a woman and reassure her through such a turbulent time that can’t disregarded. The sex between them is spicy, but the real focus is on the love that exists between these two.
TBR Reviewer: Christine
Liz is jaded and trying to start a new life without her cheating fiancée. Unusual, sensual dreams begin, followed by a sexy stranger, Isaac. She doesn’t know what to do with the man that’s slowly breaking the barriers around her heart and Liz has a suspicion he may not be all human...
I loved the idea of this story. It’s a classic tale of man vs girl's broken heart. The author did a wonderful job and I really began to sink into her fantastic world. Granted, I’ve been to Albany but she painted a picture that made me want to visit again.
I was worried about the mystery aspect of Isaac. Some authors tend to drag it out and the suspense will lose it’s power. Not here! Ms. Gauwain did a fantastic job. I was leaning in my seat as nervous and interested as Liz. The sexual tension, Lordy, she can write that real well. The details, dialogue, and flow was blended nearly seamlessly. Nearly, being the key word. Here’s the reason for 4 stars instead of 5. It’s the scene where Isaac talks about his past and what he is (no, I won’t reveal it.). There’s no breather, no break, it’s simply him spilling his guts and the flow nearly halted to a standstill. It was interesting to read but really needed to be broken up. Other than that hiccup and a few editing issues, I really enjoyed this book.
Bound is hot, mysterious romance.
Liz’s body, still suspended in the air, moved against Isaac’s; he controlled her movements, her thoughts, everything. His jaw clenched, and the obsession surfaced in his eyes again. He slowly lowered Liz to the floor and turned her around so that her back was against his front. Still moving with the beat, Isaac took Liz’s arms in his and wrapped them around her stomach. He slowly moved his right hand up her torso, pausing at her breasts for a moment,
then gently clasped his hand around her neck. She could not see his face, but she envisioned the incensed look in his eyes. She was terrified and reverent all at once. He applied a small amount of pressure to her throat, and Liz instinctually placed her hand over his. She could feel his manhood swelling behind her, which sent waves of excitement up her thighs. She felt Isaac release his grasp and move away from her.
Liz looked over her shoulder. Isaac was no longer behind her. She tried to regain her composure and stumbled through the crowd looking for him. He was gone. She made her way through the front door of Dusk and searched the shadowy sidewalk and street. She set down the sidewalk in the direction of her house, when suddenly someone grabbed her and pulled her into the alleyway. Liz attempted to scream, and a familiar hand covered her mouth. It was Isaac.
He pushed her firmly against the brick wall of the neighboring row house. He lowered his face to her level. Isaac looked back and forth between her eyes and lips. He began to speak in his deep, spellbinding, accented voice.
“I am your heaven. I am your hell. I’m under your skin, in your veins, in your soul. I am everywhere.”
Isaac kissed Liz so hard that she thought she would asphyxiate. She had never thought
that suffocating would feel so pleasant. His lips released hers, and he slowly backed away into the alley, disappearing into the darkness.
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