Showing posts with label Full Moon Bites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Full Moon Bites. Show all posts
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Spotlight& Giveaway - Moonlight: The Big Bad Wolf by Victoria Danann
Title: Moonlight: The Big Bad Wolf
Series: The Order of the Black Swan, #4
Author: Victoria Danann
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Fantasy Romance, Scifi Romance
Publisher: 7th House
Format: Ebook
Length: approx. 90,000- 100,000 words
Release Date: May 25th 2013
Book Description:
The Order of the Black Swan series is also a serial saga that must be read in order. For that reason, the first book - My Familiar Stranger (nominated for BEST PARANORMAL ROMANCE OF 2012 by Reviewers' Choice Awards) has been made permafree everywhere.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO FOR LOVE?
The fourth installment reveals the shocking truth about the origins of the vampire virus. The Order solicits the assistance of an Incubus demon to avert an interdimensional crisis. And desperation drives Stalkson Grey to embark on an adventure beyond his wildest dreams in a bid to save his werewolf tribe from extinction. In the process he learns that true love can find you in the strangest places, even when you’re far, far from home.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
FMB Author Promotions ~ Review/Giveaway for Their Twisted Love (The Twisted Mosaic #2) by Amelia James
Their Twisted Love (The Twisted Mosaic #2) by Amelia James
Genre: Erotic Ménage Romance
Publisher: Evolved Publishing
Format: Ebook, Paperback
Length: 50000 words
Release Date: 5/21/2013
Book Description:
Alex has everything he wants. He loves the power that comes with his job, and fooling around with his boss provides the illicit kink he needs. He's in charge and trusts no one.
Will should've learned something from his disastrous past, but he's distanced himself from everyone who loved him, keeping the pain in protective custody. He has no use for entanglements.
Talia has a new man, safe and secure—and boring as hell. She won’t sleep with him until she knows she wants only him. But she can't forget, or forgive, the men who indulged her wildest fantasies and violated her trust.
They're happy apart... until Alex's case forces them back together, and Talia discovers she still craves both her former lovers. Can only one love her enough to satisfy her twisted desires and provide the stability she needs?
Sometimes, giving up control is the only way to keep it.
About the Author:
I got hooked on trashy romance novels in junior high, but my mom took them away from me, But she couldn’t stop me from daydreaming. After I got married, I wrote some of my naughtier daydreams down and sent them to Playgirl magazine. Two of them got published. I kept daydreaming and writing stories until my dirty stories turned into trashy books.
I live in Colorado, but I’ll always be a loyal Wisconsin Cheesehead. When I’m not lusting after my next bad boy hero, I’m looking for inspiration in sci-fi and action movies, football players, morally ambiguous lawyers, muscle cars, and kick-butt chicks.
You can find me on Facebook, and on Twitter I’m known as Trashy Writer. I call myself a trashy writer because I want my readers to know that I enjoy mindless escapism as much as they do. I’m not out to win a Pulitzer Prize. (But I'm an award-winning finalist in erotica, USA Book News 2012.) I just want to help someone relax and get away from it all for a little while. I write romance, erotica and trash for fun and pleasure.
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~MY REVIEW~
Their Twisted Love by Amelia JamesMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
This book is the second in a series that follows the same characters. I probably should have read the first book. Just reading this one I felt a lot missing even though the author did a great job of catching you up.
I think this style book appeals to the Fifty Shades loving crowds, which unfortunately is not who I am. I am about happy sexy books with minimal drama. These characters are kinda angsty for my taste.
I also did not like the main character Talia. I never really felt for her and found her rather b!tchy. The men seemed strong and I wondered why they would put up with this chick!
As the steam factor goes it was pretty damn hot and heavy!! Of course, most of it is Talia getting it on with whatever guy is in the room. With her jumping from guy to guy to guy, it is kinda hard to root for her.
I must say I am intrigued for where the story is going and the book leaves you with a cliffhanger presumably to be resolved in the third book. It really plays into my need to know how a story ends. Well played, Amelia, well played indeed!
I may even back track to the first book and see if I can muster some kind thoughts for the heroine!
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Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Spotlight : Writers Workshop of Science Fiction and Fantasy by Michael Knost (Editor)
Writers Workshop of Science Fiction & Fantasy
Amazon / GoodreadsBlurb:
Writers Workshop of Science Fiction and Fantasy is a collection of essays and interviews by and with many of the movers-and-shakers in the industry. Each contributor covers the specific element of craft he or she excels in. Expect to find varying perspectives and viewpoints, which is why you many find differing opinions on any particular subject.This is, after all, a collection of advice from professional storytellers. And no two writers have made it to the stage via the same journey-each has made his or her own path to success. And that’s one of the strengths of this book. The reader is afforded the luxury of discovering various approaches and then is allowed to choose what works best for him or her.
Featuring essays and interviews with:
Neil Gaiman
Orson Scott Card
Ursula K. Le Guin
Alan Dean Foster
James Gunn
Tim Powers
Harry Turtledove
Larry Niven
Joe Haldeman
Kevin J. Anderson
Elizabeth Bear
Jay Lake
Nancy Kress
George Zebrowski
Pamela Sargent
Mike Resnick
Ellen Datlow
James Patrick Kelly
Jo Fletcher
Stanley Schmidt
Gordon Van Gelder
Lou Anders
Peter Crowther
Ann VanderMeer
John Joseph Adams
Nick Mamatas
Lucy A. Snyder
Alethea Kontis
Nisi Shawl
Jude-Marie Green
Nayad A. Monroe
G. Cameron Fuller
Jackie Gamber
Amanda DeBord
Max Miller
Jason Sizemore
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Excerpt & Giveaway - No Greater Illusion by K. Baskett
Title: No Greater Illusion
Author: K. Baskett
Genre: Dystopian
Publisher: Self-published
Format: Ebook, Paperback
Length: 318 pages
Book Description:
In the very near future, surging advancements in technology have afforded American citizens with a number of conveniences. Of these, most notable is the SmartTag, a microchip embedded under the skin between index finger and thumb, housing all manner of personal information such as bank account details, medical history, voter registration and more.
This tightly-woven tale follows the lives of several very different people – Tealia, a free-spirited and intelligent photographer battling with conflicting emotions for her ex-lover; Mercer & Viera Scott, a power couple barely holding on to their marriage as the priorities of success and parenthood slowly become skewed between them; impoverished single mother, Naria, content with her reliance on both her current lover and government assistance to make ends meet; and the Holton family, wealthy beyond measure, enjoying carefree days of privilege and luxury.
Their status quo, however, is about to be undermined as America reacts violently to the brutal assassination of a highly esteemed female presidential nominee on the evening of the debates. As the entire nation struggles to make sense of the ensuing chaos, fear and distrust ramp up to dizzying heights. The end result is a series of grave consequences that will drastically alter life as they know it, making them all wonder how much of their world is but an illusion.
A captivating story that is at once gripping and dark, this brilliantly painted picture of a dystopian America cautions against the power of technology and the folly of taking anything for granted. Haunting and lyrical, No Greater Illusion is an astounding debut novel with a powerful message that lingers long after the final page is read.
Excerpt:
THAT NIGHT, I BECAME an eye witness to murder. The cop who pulled the trigger might have claimed it was “self-defense” or “protection from an imminent threat,” but all I saw was a 90-pound woman brandishing a lug wrench that was almost too heavy for her to lift.
“Conspiracy!” she yelled at the top of her lungs and used all of her might to swing the weapon at a nearby car, shattering the driver’s side window.
“Stand down,” ordered the nearest police officer in a booming voice, as he and countless others surveyed the entire riot scene unfolding before us.
“Never. We want justice,” the lady screamed, successfully breaking out the rear passenger’s side window this time. The officer made a move toward the woman and she turned to him, struggling for purchase as she raised the lug wrench over her head. A crazed expression morphed her face into a vacant wasteland, so that she appeared to be gazing at and through the officer at the same time, eyes and mouth sloping downward, gaping. She looked to be coming straight from the office, dressed conservatively in a pencil skirt and high heels, which I noticed because they were so inappropriate. Skinny as the tool in her hands, she posed little to no physical threat and could have easily been subdued by some other method, so I was surprised when the police officer drew his gun.
“I’m warning you. Stand down,” the officer growled, his eyes two hard pebbles of flint, sparking as he aimed the gun squarely at the woman’s heart.
She moved with no forewarning and surprising quickness. Like a lioness, she pounced, and got close enough to the officer to be able to see the color of his eyes before he fired his weapon. It was nothing like in the movies. His gun made more of a popping sound rather than a loud bang. In all the noise it could have been mistaken for something else, like a car backfiring or a tire exploding. She collapsed instantly, freefalling, slamming to the pavement with so much force her body seemed to bounce once before landing in a final thud, facedown, her fist still clutching a tool used for changing flat tires. Her entire back was a mass of gore from the exit wound, blood so dark it looked black in the low light, soaking her smart silk blouse and pooling around her body in an ever expanding puddle.
Even in the midst of the mayhem, there seemed to be an almost pure silence that descended over the immediate circle of people surrounding the woman’s corpse. Their stillness attracted even more attention than the gunshot and the crowd around the fallen woman grew. The officer began to slowly back up, a look of dread on his face. He spoke into his shoulder radio, “Two-forty-eight requesting backup at Sixth and Watson. Code thirty. I repeat: I need units at Sixth and Watson, immediately.”
The officer’s call for backup shifted the crowd’s focus from the dead woman to him.
“He did it,” someone spoke clearly from the group. “The cop.”
The officer continued to step backward, gingerly almost.
Another yell came from my right. “Ol’ racist ass cop!”
The crowd closed in and began to slowly advance toward the officer. I stood on the perimeter, not sure if I wanted to get involved.
“Fall back,” the officer ordered, pointing his gun into the crowd now, aiming in the general direction from where the slur came.
Various shouts rang out in response, more people getting agitated now and too many of them yelling at once to clearly decipher any one phrase.
“I will not hesitate to discharge my weapon,” he warned.
We see that, I thought. Obviously he was ready to pull the trigger yet again.
The closer the crowd got, the more the officer seemed to be losing his aura of authority, his confidence getting smothered by fear, his eyes now showing uncertainty where before there was boldness. Not a soul had responded to his call for backup. The city’s police force was sorely understaffed and everyone knew that in this chaos there weren’t nearly enough officers to go around. The gun trembled slightly in his hand as he pointed it at the closest target, a young black man in his early twenties advancing to the front of the crowd. He was shirtless, wearing nothing above the waist but several large black tattoos, his athletic body coiled with intent.
“Crooked cops,” the young man stated passionately, as a matter of fact. “I fucking hate the police.” He glanced back at the others and raised his voice with that last statement.
They thundered their hearty agreement.
“So what we gonna do about this racist motha fucka?” the young man snarled, having assumed leadership of the crowd by their earlier assent.
“Don’t try me,” the officer shrieked. He made another useless call for backup, panicked and on edge. The crowd had backed him into a wall and like any cornered animal he was ready to attack.
“Grab him!” The suggestion came in the form of a growl.
The young man sprang forward, all that tension uncoiling from his chiseled muscles in a single smooth leap. With a wild look in his eye, the officer pulled the trigger. In his agitation, he actually missed the young leader and instead his bullet found someone else who screamed out in agony as their flesh was torn. This indiscriminate shooting incited the crowd even more, and in the time it took the cop to fire another shot into the group, he was completely buried under a pile of angry bodies, swarming around him like bees to the hive.
“Conspiracy!” she yelled at the top of her lungs and used all of her might to swing the weapon at a nearby car, shattering the driver’s side window.
“Stand down,” ordered the nearest police officer in a booming voice, as he and countless others surveyed the entire riot scene unfolding before us.
“Never. We want justice,” the lady screamed, successfully breaking out the rear passenger’s side window this time. The officer made a move toward the woman and she turned to him, struggling for purchase as she raised the lug wrench over her head. A crazed expression morphed her face into a vacant wasteland, so that she appeared to be gazing at and through the officer at the same time, eyes and mouth sloping downward, gaping. She looked to be coming straight from the office, dressed conservatively in a pencil skirt and high heels, which I noticed because they were so inappropriate. Skinny as the tool in her hands, she posed little to no physical threat and could have easily been subdued by some other method, so I was surprised when the police officer drew his gun.
“I’m warning you. Stand down,” the officer growled, his eyes two hard pebbles of flint, sparking as he aimed the gun squarely at the woman’s heart.
She moved with no forewarning and surprising quickness. Like a lioness, she pounced, and got close enough to the officer to be able to see the color of his eyes before he fired his weapon. It was nothing like in the movies. His gun made more of a popping sound rather than a loud bang. In all the noise it could have been mistaken for something else, like a car backfiring or a tire exploding. She collapsed instantly, freefalling, slamming to the pavement with so much force her body seemed to bounce once before landing in a final thud, facedown, her fist still clutching a tool used for changing flat tires. Her entire back was a mass of gore from the exit wound, blood so dark it looked black in the low light, soaking her smart silk blouse and pooling around her body in an ever expanding puddle.
Even in the midst of the mayhem, there seemed to be an almost pure silence that descended over the immediate circle of people surrounding the woman’s corpse. Their stillness attracted even more attention than the gunshot and the crowd around the fallen woman grew. The officer began to slowly back up, a look of dread on his face. He spoke into his shoulder radio, “Two-forty-eight requesting backup at Sixth and Watson. Code thirty. I repeat: I need units at Sixth and Watson, immediately.”
The officer’s call for backup shifted the crowd’s focus from the dead woman to him.
“He did it,” someone spoke clearly from the group. “The cop.”
The officer continued to step backward, gingerly almost.
Another yell came from my right. “Ol’ racist ass cop!”
The crowd closed in and began to slowly advance toward the officer. I stood on the perimeter, not sure if I wanted to get involved.
“Fall back,” the officer ordered, pointing his gun into the crowd now, aiming in the general direction from where the slur came.
Various shouts rang out in response, more people getting agitated now and too many of them yelling at once to clearly decipher any one phrase.
“I will not hesitate to discharge my weapon,” he warned.
We see that, I thought. Obviously he was ready to pull the trigger yet again.
The closer the crowd got, the more the officer seemed to be losing his aura of authority, his confidence getting smothered by fear, his eyes now showing uncertainty where before there was boldness. Not a soul had responded to his call for backup. The city’s police force was sorely understaffed and everyone knew that in this chaos there weren’t nearly enough officers to go around. The gun trembled slightly in his hand as he pointed it at the closest target, a young black man in his early twenties advancing to the front of the crowd. He was shirtless, wearing nothing above the waist but several large black tattoos, his athletic body coiled with intent.
“Crooked cops,” the young man stated passionately, as a matter of fact. “I fucking hate the police.” He glanced back at the others and raised his voice with that last statement.
They thundered their hearty agreement.
“So what we gonna do about this racist motha fucka?” the young man snarled, having assumed leadership of the crowd by their earlier assent.
“Don’t try me,” the officer shrieked. He made another useless call for backup, panicked and on edge. The crowd had backed him into a wall and like any cornered animal he was ready to attack.
“Grab him!” The suggestion came in the form of a growl.
The young man sprang forward, all that tension uncoiling from his chiseled muscles in a single smooth leap. With a wild look in his eye, the officer pulled the trigger. In his agitation, he actually missed the young leader and instead his bullet found someone else who screamed out in agony as their flesh was torn. This indiscriminate shooting incited the crowd even more, and in the time it took the cop to fire another shot into the group, he was completely buried under a pile of angry bodies, swarming around him like bees to the hive.
About the Author:
Jack of all trades, master of none - save for the art of procrastination - K. Baskett lives by the motto, ""Never do today what can be put off until tomorrow."" K. firmly believes that you aren't really interested in the author's hometown, spouse, children or pets, and has therefore decided to spare you the details. No Greater Illusion is the author's debut novel.
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Monday, April 29, 2013
FMB Author Promotions ~ Giveaway and Review for Sasha's Calling by T. C. Archer
Title: Sasha's Calling
Author: T. C. Archer
Genre: Erotic science fiction
Publisher: Set Publishing
Format: Ebook
Length: 128 pages
Book Description:
Spy for hire
Sasha Smirnov has stolen classified data. One man stands in her way of escape:
sexy diplomat Dirk Roscoepilot. A sizzling kiss burns him into her memory—and
her body. She stows away on a spaceship, only to find Dirk is the pilot. She
doesn’t count on the passion that explodes between them, or the choice that
forces her into his bed. If she is to save her planet, Sasha must get as far
away from Dirk as possible.
About the Author:
T. C. Archer
is comprised of award winning authors Evan
Trevane and Shawn M. Casey. They
live in the Northeast. Evan has a Ph.D. in electrical engineering, and Shawn is
a small business owner. Their collaboration began on a lark with the post WWII
film noir story The Pickle My Little Friend, and has evolved into nearly a
dozen works, which includes their new series The Phenom League, and Daphne Du
Maurier winner the romantic thriller For His Eyes Only.
~MY REVIEW~
Sasha's Calling by T.C. ArcherMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
A really fun fast paced story!! Sasha and Dirk had great chemistry. There were times I though things moved a bit too quickly but overall very believable for a sci-fi.
The writing was really great I had a few laugh out load moments that caused heads to turn in my direction! A really enjoyable read that was the perfect length. I adore a spicy book with a sense of humor!!
I usually have to be in a sci-fi mood to deal with an space fantasy. This one put me in the mood and really kept me there! I loved all the crazy gadgets and alien inventions. Sure many things were what you would expect in this genre and not really groundbreaking. But it was a really fun read in the end!
The steam was plentiful!! Holy Hot Space sex!! Yummylicious!! Very inventive and super sensual!!
Kudos to an action packed book!
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Monday, April 22, 2013
FMB Author Promotions ~ Review for Whiskey Tango Foxtrot by Heather Long
Title: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
Series: Always a Marine #10 | The Challenge
Series
Author: Heather Long
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Interracial
Romance, Military Romance
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Format: Ebook
Length: 90 pages \ 25000 words
Book Description:
Have you ever woken up every day
afraid of everything?
For single
mom and widow Melody Carter, six months passed since an IED ripped her life
apart. Everyone is sympathetic and offers platitudes of comfort and support.
Everyone thinks they know why she’s grieving but Melody isn’t mourning her
broken heart. She’s ashamed to be grateful her abusive husband won’t hurt her
anymore and scared for her child. Born with a mild heart defect, her daughter
needs lifesaving surgery and with her funds tight and her emotional scars
tighter, she’s running out of options. When she receives an offer for
assistance from Mike’s Place, can Melody put her faith in the men her husband
called friend?
Have you ever woken up, day after day,
to discover your body’s betrayal?
Marine
Captain, Joe Anderson Cooper, received the Silver Star for Valor when he led
his unit through heavy fire to rescue fellow Marines. Despite numerous
injuries, the Captain refused medical aid, insisting that the medics attend
others. A broken back and shattered bones put Captain Cooper in a wheelchair
and every day is a battle to keep his recovery on track and his sanity intact.
When a single mom moves in to the apartment next door to his and he recognizes
a kindred—damaged—soul, can he overcome her fear and be the man she’s always
needed?
Can these two lonely souls rise to the
challenge or will their scars trap them forever?
Also be sure to check out the rest of the Always a
Marine series!
Excerpt:
Letting
herself out of the apartment, she locked up and turned to find her neighbor
locking his door. He caught sight of her and smiled. “Good morning.” His deep
baritone hummed over her senses. She appreciated the low voiced greeting.
“Good
morning.” She wanted to say something more, but her brain locked up around the
words. He eased his wheelchair back until nearly off the sidewalk and motioned
for her to precede him. Biting her lip, she found another smile for him. “Thank
you.” Her heartbeat accelerated and sweat cooled her spine. She didn’t hug the
wall, but she couldn’t help widening the distance between them.
The wheels
made the faintest squeaking noise after she passed, and she glanced back to see
him following her down the path toward the parking lot. Maybe she should have
offered to push. He wore an olive green t-shirt and a matching pair of slacks,
though they were cut up the side of the large cast encasing his right leg from
mid-thigh to his toes.
He—Joe, he
said his name was Joe—met her gaze and gave her another easy smile. His eyes
crinkled at the corners and the dimple in his cheek deepened. The sidewalk
widened and she slowed to let him catch up.
“I’m sorry.
I’m not the best company this morning.”
“No worries,
ma’am. Little ones take a lot out of a body.” The buttery softness of his voice
washed over her like a soothing balm—like the night before when he knocked on
her door and introduced himself. He scared the hell out of her, but not in the
same breath.
I must be
tired. I have no idea what I’m feeling from one moment to the next. As if summoned by her thought,
fatigue wavered through her and she stumbled. The diaper bag swung down her
arm. She couldn’t catch it and hold the baby at the same time. Joe stopped the
bag’s arc, and gave her a chance to catch her balance.
“May I?” He
offered, still holding the bag.
May he what…? He wanted to carry the bag for
her and she winced. It was heavy and he…
“I have
plenty of room and then you don’t have to worry about it taking you off balance
again.” The sound logic quashed her natural objections. She shifted Libby
carefully and let the strap fall off her arm. Her internal alarms sounded.
Giving him the bag didn’t give him some kind of power over her, but her gut
tightened at the surrender of her possession.
He settled
the bag against his lap and nodded encouragingly. “Just point me to your car…”
“Oh, I don’t
drive. Well, I do but I’m not driving here. I’m actually just staying here for
a few weeks and I’m waiting for the shuttle.” She tacked the last on with a
grimace. “And apparently I’m as muddleheaded for real as I feel. Sorry. Thank
you. The shuttle is scheduled to pick us up here in about…” She couldn’t look
at her watch.
“Two
minutes.” The captain supplied. “I’m waiting for the same shuttle.” His warm
brown gaze turned studious. “Are you okay?”
About the Author:
Heather Long
lives in Texas
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~MY REVIEW~
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot by Heather LongMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
What a fantastic read!! Ladies do not go into this one looking for steam! It is not that kind of read...until the end!! This is a touching story of two wounded people finding each other and addressing a need in each other. I like that they do not rush into anything. They feel the whole love at first sight but do not skip the meaningful getting to know you stuff! It is a nice short read, novella length, but I would not have minded a longer read with more of their story.
Nice steam at the end but that isn't really what this tale was about. A very nice addition to the Always a Marine series. A step away from the 1Night stand format of some of the other books in the series!
When is Matt going to get his love story!! I am so impatient!!
Cover Art - Sweet and sexy!! Draws you into this interracial romance!
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