Sunday, September 28, 2014

Love and Punishment by Susan Mac Nicol















FROM DARKNESS

AND LIGHT

Someone is leaving a trail of bodies throughout London, and Detective Anthony Parglietto is determined to end the violence. Then he’ll return to the man he loves.
Tough, street-savvy, and used to dealing with lowlifes, Flynn Parker is the last person Anthony thinks he has to protect. Then the Bow-Tie Killer strikes close to home and the world turns upside down. Right is wrong, black is white, and a policeman might become a monster. But in the name of love, justice must be served. In the name of love, pain can be endured. In the name of love, a man can taste the very essence that defines him.






        This book grabbed me from the very first sentence. Not many books can do that, Susan Mac Nicol knows how to weave a story that ensnares the reader to the point they never want the book to end.

In the story there is mystery, intrigue, love, heartache, and yes FEAR. There are points in this book that scared the hell out of me, I actually had to turn off my NOOK and walk away. By the end I was emotionally exhausted, and completely satisfied. That is the way I like a book to end. 

I have said this before, and I am saying it again, there is nothing wrong with hot sex in a story but it can’t be the only thing in the story. Susan knows how to balance the steam with the actual story line. She is an author I highly recommend to anyone. I look forward to reading her next book.




















Tuesday, September 23, 2014

ILIA STONE BY RJ LOOM







BOE:    Today we Bitches are excited to have RJ Loom in the house! Hi RJ how are? Thank you so much for being here with us.

RJ LOOM:      Thank you so much for having me!

 BOE:      Could you tell us a little about your book, The Ilia Stone?

RJL:      The Ilia Stone is a journey of an ancient artifact around the world and throughout time. As well as a journey of self discovery. The story takes place in modern day with glimpses at the lives affected by the ancient artifact throughout history. It is the story of Nia Williams, a college student whose life has been turned upside down by one simple decision and her own curiosity. It’s a mix of romance, history, mythology and even has a bit of humor. Here is the official blurb…

Nia Williams could never have imagined the way her ordinary life would be turned upside down after the death of her grandfather. A chance find unwittingly has her discovering the truth of an ancient Greek myth, plunging her into a world where the legends she only read about in her history books become her reality. 

Plagued with a strange link to others’ past, she follows the path of an ancient artifact around the world and throughout time as it reveals its story to guide her to contain powers once thought lost to the rise of modern religion. 

Two men affected by the artifact vie for her allegiance; Gabriel, a man haunted by his own past, and smooth talking Viktor who wants Nia to embrace a life she never imagined. 

A love sacrificed… An impossible decision…

As lines blur between right and wrong, how much will Nia be willing to sacrifice?


BOE:     How long have you been writing, and what got you started? 

RJL:      I’ve been writing about 5 years. I joined a group of writers out of curiosity really and haven’t looked back. I discovered writing is a creative outlet I didn’t even realize I needed. 

BOE:     Do you normally stay within one particular genre?

RJL:      No, just like I don’t read one particular genre. I go where my imagination takes me.  That’s not to say that later on down the line I won’t decide my writing fits into one genre best. 

BOE:      Where do you find your inspiration? And what comes first for you, the characters, or the stop line?

RJL:       I find inspiration everywhere – in music, the news, conversations with people, pictures and even while driving. 

As far as what comes first, it’s a mix for me. With The Ilia Stone, the story came first but the characters took over. I’ve also had characters pop into my mind and thought that I would love to tell their story. As a reader I love well rounded characters. I think it can make or break a great story. So while writing, I try to make sure that not only is the story interesting, but so are the characters.

 BOE:     Do you have a favorite book/author?

RJL:       I’m an avid reader. So I have lots of favorite books and authors. I’m not sure I could pick just one.

 BOE:      Is there anything coming up in the future you would like to share? Upcoming books maybe? 

RJL:        Right now I’m working on the second book in The Ilia Stone trilogy. I’m also working on a New Adult romance and an anthology with some other great authors through Dead Bound Publishing. 

BOE:       Thank you so much for being here with us today, it has been so nice getting to know you. We hope you come by again soon

RJL:      Thanks again for having me!



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Monday, September 22, 2014

LOVE'S BITTER HARVEST BY JAS T. WARD





BOE:     We Bitches are excited to welcome our dear friend Jas T. Ward back, welcome it is so good to see you. 

JTW:   It’s great to see you all. I must say, you are the nicest Bitches I have had the pleasure of calling friends. And trust me, that’s saying a lot! 

BOE:    You sure have been busy, Bounce, a novella for The Shadow-Keepers Series just released, and I understand you released a book this summer called Love’s Bitter Harvest. Could you tell us about it? 

JTW:    Would love to! This book is actually a new genre for me – Dramatic fiction/romance. It came about from a challenge from my fans. They loved the romance aspects in my paranormal books and writings, so they dared me to write a “traditional romance”. I admit—I completely failed. So, I subtitled it “Romance – The Ward Way”. I wrote romance my way- hard on the emotions, full of realism and no fluffy hearts and sweetness. 

The book is about a couple that had ended it years ago when one wanted to live a broader life and the other thought their lives were just fine. It’s about love, loss and marriage. How stubbornness and personal resolve can really get in the way of happiness. Katy, the main female, is an ambitious and strong woman who is rebelling against her small town roots. Matt, the main male, is perfectly fine with that small town life and the world as small as it is. Sounds pretty formulated up to that point- Right? It’s not. There are so many real issues in this book that I honestly think all of us can relate to. And, I believe it’s the first alpha, strong male we will see dealing with a crippling disability and there is no fix. He has to learn to live and love as he is now. Something that is true to my heart. 

This is also the first of my titles to hit the Amazon Best Sellers list with a very proud rating of #13 and in the top 20 for a week. I was over the moon about that. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this book and its characters. I owe the fans SO much for giving me that dare. 

Here’s the blurb: 
Romance- The Ward Way 

Matt and Katherine McCall were high-school sweethearts and in love from first kiss. But time changes people and sometimes the strongest seed of love can only harvest bitterness. Fast forward four years--Katy has a new life far from the one she had with Matt. And she thought it was all worth it. 

Matt McCall's last four years were full of loss, doubt and sorrow. And now? He's only half the man Katy left behind. 

Can love survive in hardened, bitter tainted soil? Or does it eventually die under the coldness of heart-break. 

BOE:      How does Love’s Bitter Harvest differ from The Shadow-Keepers Series?

JTW:       I love writing in the paranormal/fantasy genre. There’s such an escapist aspect of it where we can make up our own worlds, races, the works, without worrying about the impact it may have on a reader’s sense of reality. It’s escapist fiction.  The Shadow-Keepers series is in that wonderful genre. 

With LBH, there is no escape. The issues that hit very hard in LBH are issues we all have dealt with or see every day. Reality is the driving force in this book. But that’s also part of its charm with the readers. Who doesn’t have a sister like Matt’s, Beth? Or those little group of ladies in town that love to gossip and whisper about this or that? Or lost a parent and just have the hardest time dealing with it? Lost Love, marriage, even a child? It’s all in there. And we can see a bit of ourselves in Matt and Katy. And we cry, curse and laugh with them along the way. It’s like an intimate look into very private lives that we can all easily see being a part of our own. And possibly already have. It also takes place on my actual farm in Kentucky in the small town I loved and real people from that town. I also included some of the fans as characters in it as well to show my appreciation for standing by me and keeping me going. 

BOE:    Will this be a stand all or part of a series?

It’s a standalone, but I have several other contemporary romances in the works. All of them will be done with the tagline – Romance- The Ward Way. As in, no fluffy, bra and panty melting romance in my books. Just reality and faith to believe that in spite of very real drama, love can survive.  Or it can die and we can and will move on. 


BOE:   What other releases do you have planned for this year?

JTW:    Since I use writing to help me with bi-polar depression and post traumatic stress disorder, I write A LOT. It’s my therapy and actually keeps me off of heavy medication (even my therapist asks if I am writing to maintain!) so its life saving as well as keeping my mind stable. So I have several more books in the works.

Besides the second book of the popular series Shadow-Keepers series titled LUST coming out in the winter, I’m also releasing my long-awaited novel – Soul Bound: Warrior. 

This book has been put through so much. It was picked up by a big 6 publisher years ago, but…they wanted to tone it down and remove the suicide aspects of it. Make it more fluff for the readers (I don’t think publishers give readers any credit for being able to handle dark drama). That is a very strong component of the book and what makes the main character so deep. I refused and didn’t accept the offer. I didn’t care if the book ever got published if I couldn’t keep what is a huge social sadness to me – losing someone to suicide. So lucky for me, Dead Bound Publishing is going to publish it as it should be. And I am both scared and nervously excited for its release. There is SOO much of me in that book.

Then, I’m also planning on releasing my book one – Light of my Light and Dark Series. It’s my demon and angel love story which brings Heaven and Hell into a war on the battlefield of Earth. It’s been called the Harry Potter book for adults. And I hope everyone thinks the same. 


BOE:     As an author, when you have multiple books in the works how do you decide which gets written first?

JTW:     First, what a great word. Wish I knew what it meant! LOL

I don’t write just one at a time. It helps me from getting burn out or writers block. Since writing is so crucial for my mental health, I work on several at a time. Get a bit bored or slowed down on one? Move to another one. The voices are always more than ready to speak to me when I jump back and forth. Some days I would have written 2-5K words in four different books each. Sometimes I do that within hours, depending on my energy. I am a chronic insomniac so when I can’t sleep? I write. It’s worked well for me but I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone else. I’m told it’s not healthy… ;) 

BOE:      As a woman author, do you ever find it hard to get inside the head of a male character?

JTW:      Actually no. I find it easier to write in a male voice. If you ask anyone that knows me, they’ll tell you have a bigger set of balls than most men. I’ve never been “a girly girl” but I think I find it easier to write in a male perspective because it goes back to being a victim of abuse. If I write big, strong, don’t mess with me men, maybe I can find that strength via their voices not to be hurt or abused again as a woman. My first “female” main character is going to be in LUST. But uh, I might have failed in that one too. McKenzie has big “balls” personality wise too. Maybe she and I have a kindred spirit from the get-go. 

And, as some may know, I was a “male” writer on social media for almost four years and everyone was so convinced I was a guy (I didn’t deny nor confirm to protect a me that wanted to hide) that when I came out as being a female, some people completely freaked. They had no idea and I guess that was a bit flattering…guess I write as a man pretty well. 

BOE:    Thanks so much for stopping by, we love having you, and we look forward to having you again.

JTW:    No, the thanks go to great bloggers like you ladies. We writers would have such a smaller avenue to get our works out there without the assistant of blogs such as yours. You ladies were my first blog to ever post on and being my first, I will always appreciate making my first time both gentle and pleasurable.  You never forget your first after-all. 

And since you all were my first.... here’s a sneak peek at LUST, the second book in the Shadow-Keepers Series. 






From Book Two of the Shadow-Keepers Series by Jas T. Ward

(Three Months Ago)

“Snap! You got a customer. Get your ass out here.”

Kenzie hated that nick name most of the time, but when the asshole she worked with said it? She hated it more. She had it since she was a juvenile punk, given to her by one of her foster parents due to her mood being able to snap from good to bad instantly which led to a tattoo of snap-dragons that went from her left shoulder to twist its way up the back of her neck. She regretted telling the whys of the ink to another co-worker when it was asked about and before she knew it, the whole auto repair shop was using it. Rolling out from under the F-150 truck she was replacing a main bearing on, she laid on the car crawler to pull out her ear buds with its blasting classic Rolling Stones song playing to look over at the customer counter. Sitting up, she grabbed a shop rag to wipe her hands as she got to her feet to walk over to find out what the latest abuser to automotives had done.

She had been working at Sal’s Auto Salon (stupid ass name for a greasy chop shop) for over six-months, which was the longest time she had ever spent at a job. It wasn’t easy being a female that knew cars better than she knew how to cook (which wasn’t at all) with a tainted past of being slung around the foster system worse than a yoyo in a blender. Her father had taught her how to work on cars and Kenzie could work on just about any mode of car from foreign to domestic as well as figure out anything with moving parts. She could also kick someone’s ass who dared to call her a girl or weak. Those were two things she made sure she proved wrong. From her swagger to her intense glare, McKenzie Miller was not a girl—but a force to be reckoned with and not one you wanted to piss off.

She was tall and lean, standing at five-foot, eight inches with almost no boob and very little ass. Her hair was dark that tended to change colors depending on what color she felt inclined to dye it that week. She kept it up in a pony tail most of the time, with twin tendrils of brightly color locks loose at her temples. She wore little makeup beyond eyeliner and that was just because she thought her eyes were the only thing attractive about her.

They were purple. You know, just like that old actress Elizabeth Taylor, so were Kenzie’s. Everyone always asked her if they were her real eyes and she would just scoff and usually reply, “No. They’re someone else’s eyes idiot.” Yes, Kenzie you are a real kind and sweet person. And, as she walked up to the counter, she mumbled, “Liar. Sweet my ass.” She saw Sal at the counter and she approached still cleaning her hands. “What’s up?” 

Sal threw a thumb at a gentleman that stood with his back to them in the sunlight beyond the overhang of the shop. “Fancy pants asked for you. Said he needs you to look at his Beemer. Said you came recommended.” Sal smirked as he snorted, “Who the hell would recommend you? You ain’t even ASC certified. And a Beemer? Hell…”

Kenzie wondered that herself but no way she was going to let Sal know it. “I can handle a beemer. Don’t you have some Redtube.com to go watch?”
She didn’t give Sal a moment to even respond as she walked over to the car owner and cleared her throat. “Sal says you were looking for me? You got me.”

Kenzie was not expecting the man that turned to face her—even though he was a complete stranger. There was something about his smile, slow and spreading over perfect teeth that gave Kenzie some inner gut twist. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was also strange as it was something she had never felt before.

Careful…

Her always present inner dialogue warned her and she rubbed her hand on her coveralls before she held out her hand. She could tell the man had money as his suit was undoubtedly designer and tailored to fit his tall and lean frame. His hair was pure white above a face that said older aged, but yet so handsome and strong. But it was his eyes that struck Kenzie, causing that inner twist to tighten—they were the most brilliant pure blue she had ever seen. As if they glowed from the inside out—it was the freakiest gaze she had ever seen.

“McKenzie Miller yes?” He reached out to take her hand in his as that smile spread even more, clasping his other hand over hers in his grasp. “You came highly recommended to me as the mechanic that could figure out what is the matter with my high priced POS BMW. I hope I haven’t caught you,” let his eyes trail down her body and let out a soft sigh as if he liked what he saw, “at an inconvenient time?” 

Kenzie smirked at the guy’s visual appraisal of her—dudes like this one could most likely have whatever female they wanted, if the guy was straight that is, so she highly doubted he would want a thin as a rail woman like her with oil smeared most likely on her face, dressed in a pair of coveralls that were loose and even if she did have an ass and tits, wouldn’t put either in the best silhouette. She looked down at their hands and pulled hers away, feeling the oddest sensation as if the man had been electrically charged, causing Kenzie to shove her hands in her pockets. “There’s no such time as inconvenient if you can pay the price Sal charges.” She walked over to the beautiful, sleek BMW X6 M G-Power Typhoon Widebody. “My god, I’ve never actually seen one of these, just read about them in Car and Driver.” Her voice held so much awe; it was like seeing Jesus walking down the street in her mind, as she walked around it. “You own this? Or stole it?” Her hands ran over the sleek black matte finish of the hood, fingers brushing over the hood scoops that feed the 725hp, 5.5cubic inch beast. 

The car’s owner laughed. “Oh I own it. Bought from a private seller,” watched her with his lids going down to hide the pleasure he found in watching her, “but I know nothing about cars other than how to drive them. And in this case, break them.” He tossed her the key which she caught without even looking—just as he had expected.  He walked over to stand next to her and said low, as to not break the worship of the car the woman seemed to be having, “Can you perhaps take a look at it and I’ll return tomorrow?”

Kenzie looked down at the key fob and then up at the man. “You’re kidding right?” She threw a thumb over her shoulder to point towards the shop. “I’m going to take your lack of not being around here that you haven’t noticed we do domestics. And not new domestics. Shit, we’re lucky if the cars even run when they are brought in. And you want to bring a car that’s worth over four-hundred grand here?” She laughed and held out the fob. “I’m going to cut you some slack and the car’s by sending you on your high dollar way. We work in penny drives here buddy. Now if you get an old beat up Ford or a spewing oil Chevy, we are definitely the shop for you.”

The man just kept that smile and leaned in to whisper, “I want you Kenzie.” His hand didn’t go near the fob as he turned away to a waiting limo parked on the curb. “I shall be back tomorrow. Do not disappoint me. It would benefit you to please,” stopped and turned to look back at her over his shoulder, “and I do pay well to those that please me.”

Kenzie couldn’t help but stare after him before looking down at the fob in her hand and then to the car and purred, “Oh come to Kenzie baby.” She quickly shrugged off her coveralls down to her Paramore concert t-shirt and ripped up jeans to prevent getting any grease or oil on the hand-tooled leather interior before she opened the driver’s door to sit in the seat. “Oh god, I need to change my under-roos right this moment,” as she ran her hand over the dash and hit the start button on the dash. The car’s powerful engine roared into life and she closed her eyes, now a purr of pleasure coming out of her lips. “You and me are going to rock. All night long. And one of us is going to need a shower when we’re done, baby.”


Epsilon slipped into the backseat of the limo with its dark tinted glass and cool air-conditioned plush interior. “Drive.” 

His assistance looked up from his laptop. “So, your thoughts Master?”

Epsilon smiled as he sat back, glancing out the window at the woman as she shed her work clothes. “Lust has found a new toy. The toy just doesn’t know it yet.” He gave his assistant a cold, calculating glare as they pulled away, the beacon from the tracer on the BMW already giving a nice beep of location on the man’s laptop. “And I want to play with it first.”





We Bitches are honored to have been your first, and hope to continue to help you and other authors in the future. We want to thank Jas T. Ward for these opportunity to talk and for sneak peek to Lust. We look forward to having you back when it is released! 

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Friday, September 19, 2014

BOUNCE BY JAS T. WARD








                                           SYNOPSIS

     

The exciting novella that ties into the popular Shadow-Keepers Series by Jas T. Ward-- BOUNCE. 

Wisdom says that one’s past makes one’s future. Both intertwine with the present to weave the cloth of one’s life in a tapestry of events that show the whole play of time. 

But what happens when a past is forgotten. The threads of memory hidden away to prevent the cloth of time from being unfolded as to prevent it from being ripped apart at the seams? 

Power can destroy. Power can create. But when powers with no known purpose are pushed too far, can a love for mankind save it? 

This is the story of Bounce. 

The god without a past. The god with an unspoken and unknown future. And a god with a destiny and the power to save us all. 

Shame he can’t remember that. 

But someone does. 

**BONUS MATERIAL included at end of this book!!! - The exciting first three chapters of the second novel in the Shadow-Keepers Series: LUST as a special sneak peek!



                                                                     MEET THE AUTHOR

Jas T. Ward has always used writing as a necessary escape. With a past that is marred with a difficult childhood and domestic violence as well as being homeless as an adult, Ward lost her creative voice when she lost her soul mate to suicide.

Finding that creative voice once again in writing in social media via blogs and creative writing groups, it was the fans that encouraged her to put her literary weavings to paper for them to enjoy.

Ward lives in Texas with her dog and cat- Author Dog Pumkin and Writer Kitty Orleans and is the proud parent of three independent children. 

When asked why she writes, Ward answers simply:

Reading saved me. It was my salvation and my haven. I now strive to pay that gift back by writing books that can give the same to others. And to keep myself sane.


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Sunday, September 7, 2014

Dog Days of Summer by PJ Fiala




SYNOPSIS:

Joci was a mother first, a biker second and was running her marketing and design business, third.  She believed in a good cause while enjoying the open road with friends and family.

Dog owns a successful business building some of the greatest motorcycles around.  Men and women alike respected and envied him.  Being a veteran, he believed in helping other veterans in the only way he knew how, by riding motorcycles.


They meet, try to ignore the attraction and ultimately fall in love only to have their love tested by a jealous employee who wants Dog for herself.  Can they survive?



                                           EXCERPT


Excerpt 1


There were times like this when Joci wanted to burst out laughing it felt so good. The wind in her face, running through her hair, the sun warming her skin, the roar all around her, seven hundred-plus pounds of pure unadulterated power between her legs, and she was controlling it all. Gliding through traffic with her son, Gunnar, just a few yards in front of her, feeling all the love and joy God made for her, just her. Yes, these were the times Joci enjoyed. She smiled as they came up behind a car and floated over to the left lane to pass. As she watched, Gunnar glided easily past the car, his dark hair pulled into a low ponytail, the two little kids in the back seat watching him and smiling at each other. You could tell they were thinking, Someday, I’m going to do that. Then as she pulled up alongside to pass them, they started smiling and pointing at her, one of them turning to the adult in the front seat and saying something causing the driver to look over at her as she passed him. He smiled at her, and Joci smiled back at the reaction; it happened often. She could almost hear the kids in the back: Look dad, a girl on a motorcycle.

She easily pulled in front of the car and continued on down the highway to their destination. She loved this life, this group of people that she had, at least, this in common with. A few minutes later, Gunnar and Joci put their turn signals on to turn off the highway, onto a frontage road, and into the parking lot of Rolling Thunder Motorcycles. They navigated the last few shoppers straggling out at the end of the day.

Gunnar worked at Rolling Thunder Motorcycles as a mechanic for the past year. He loved working here. He loved the people he worked with, he loved the customers and their bikes, he loved building bikes, and lately Dog had let him help in the design on some of the custom bikes they were known for. And well-known they were becoming. Dog built some of the hottest bikes around. He had recently been in Rider magazine, and showcased on several “biker” shows. His reputation for building beautiful, custom, mechanically sound bikes was becoming legend.


Excerpt 2


 Gunnar said, “Conference room is this way mom.”
Joci nodded once and followed behind Gunnar as they made their way through the store and up the stairs. Joci noted the store was neat and tidy.  There were racks of clothing on one side of the store and parts, accessories, and motorcycles on the other. The store was well-lit and colorful. The logo painted on the wall, though, was boring. Rolling Thunder Motorcycles, Inc.  was painted in silver lettering on a white wall with nothing else. No real logo other than the name.

Entering a room off to the right at the top of the stairs, Joci stopped in her tracks as she crossed the threshold. Dog was sitting at the conference table, which was a large, well-worn oak table littered with beer cans, papers and miscellaneous food wrappers. About eight other people were either sitting at the table or standing around talking.

As she stood in the doorway he looked up from his reading and stared at her.

“Dog, this is my mom, Joci. Mom, this is Jeremiah Sheppard, but everyone calls him Dog.”

Joci watched as Dog stood to his full height, and rounded the table toward her. Well-built, broad shoulders supported the most beautiful head and face Joci had ever seen on a man. Long blonde hair and bright green eyes held her attention as he came to a stop in her space. He reached his hand out to shake hers, but Joci stood transfixed as she looked into his eyes.

“Nice to meet you Joci.  Gunnar has told me a lot about you. I appreciate your time in helping us plan next year’s event.”


Excerpt 3


“Are you seeing someone?” He held his breath. It was probably none of his business, but in all the times Gunnar had spoke of his mother, he never mentioned a boyfriend and Jeremiah knew his dad was out of the picture.
Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips as she looked at him with the most beautiful gray eyes he had ever seen. Framed by thick lashes, he had noticed her eyes the second she stepped through the door. When he stood in her space to shake her hand, her perfume filled his senses and caused his brain to short circuit for a few beats, which also caused his cock to thicken.

“Ah, no. No boyfriend. I… just can’t.” Joci took a step back and started to turn to leave his office.
“Call me if you have any questions, Joci. I’m excited to get this logo implemented. It’s something that’s been missing for a long time now.”

As she turned to walk out the door, Jeremiah took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She was breath taking. Tiny little body, beautiful smile framed by dimples, and she was smart. She had pegged his business needs within minutes of walking in the door of his shop. He wanted to get to know her better. He had never dreamed of finding a woman like her.


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I was born in a suburb of St. Louis, Missouri named Bridgeton. During my time in Missouri, I explored the Ozarks, swam in the Mississippi River, played kickball and endless games of hide and seek with the neighborhood kids. Spending summers in Kentucky with my Grandmother, Ruth, are the fondest childhood memories for me.

At the age of thirteen, my family moved to Wisconsin to learn to farm. Yes, learn to farm! That was interesting. Taking city kids and throwing them on a farm with twenty-eight cows purchased from the Humane Society because they had been abused, was interesting. I learned to milk cows, the ins and outs of a breeding schedule, feeding schedule and the never ending haying in the summer and trying to stay warm in the winter. Our first winter in Wisconsin, we had thirty-six inches of snow in one storm and were snowed in our house for three days! Needless to say, I wasn't loving Wisconsin.

I am now married with four children and three grandchildren. I have learned to love Wisconsin, though I still hate snow. Wisconsin and the United States are beautiful and my husband and I travel around by motorcycle seeing new sites and meeting new people. It never ceases to amaze me how many people are interested in where we are going and what we have seen along the way. At every gas station, restaurant and hotel, we have people come up to us and ask us about what we are doing and offering advice on which roads in the area are better than others and great rides others have been on if we are interested.




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Tuesday, September 2, 2014

CRIMSON TIES BY VL MOON AND JT CHEYANNE







SYNOPSIS:

Not everything in Heaven is as holy as it seems... 

In Crimson Ties, the second installment of the Crimson Nights Saga, Laziel is nowhere to be found, and with the ferocity of Malachi Denali's vampiric temperament growing out of control, Rome's Vatican enclave and those that dwell there risk everything to keep their King’s throne out of Darklon De Sangue’s treacherous hands. 

As Darklon's mental state deteriorates, his treasonous plans to overthrow Malachi know no bounds. With Arial dancing upon a deadly double-edged sword and working to gain Darklon's trust, this continuing saga keeps everyone on tenterhooks as new treaties are strengthened and friendships are forged by oaths and blood. 

Will Laziel return in time to save Malachi from those that threaten the male he loves, or will the fury of Malachi's distain for emotion see Laziel ascend if he refuses to accept the hand that destiny has dealt him and the gift of his angel's love? 

With emotions running high, and Malachi's past turning up to haunt them both in the form of the mysterious Vischeral Bourne, the twists and turns may prove too much for Laziel and his vampire. While Malachi and Laziel struggle with fate, an alliance with the wolves and the secrets behind the Nephilim and their sadistic Queen threaten to rock the very foundations of the supernatural world. 

Who knows what ties will bind and which will fade away. 

With a high element of supernatural romance and erotic sexcapades between male lovers, Crimson Ties may not be to some people’s taste, but for those brave enough to step into the wicked world of Laz and Lachi, we hope that you will read and thoroughly enjoy… 


                                                     




REVIEW:

         From the moment I finished Crimson Reign I began my countdown to Crimson Ties, and the waiting is finally over. When I finished reading Crimson Reign last year I wasn’t sure how or IF JT Cheyanne and VL Moon would be able to top it. Well I am so happy to report they did! Crimson Ties blew me away. It not only lived up to Crimson Reign, it may have exceeded it. By the end of the book I was a complete emotional wreck, in a good way! We are taken on a wild ride of emotions, from fear, joy, happiness, loss, love, to frustration and everything in between.

     There is never a dull moment in this book; you are kept on the edge of your seat from the first page to the last. And even then you in utter shock!! I believe my reaction to the ending was “WHAT do you mean that’s the end???!!”(In my family we call the “Pulling an Aaron” LONG story LOL) 

Once again there are multiple story lines going on, yet JT and VL make the transition from one to the next effortlessly. I don’t want to recount them all because you really need to read this for yourselves but I would like to give just a few of my favorite/highlights of this book.

First is the “triangle” between Malachi, Laz, and Loz. These charries, I love them so much, and their story also breaks my heart. I have a soft spot for Loz and wanted so much for her to find some kind of happiness. I have loved Laz and Malachi for so long, and to be able to read and become part of their journey is amazing. And can I just say I can’t wait to see Malachi rip Darklon a new one?! UGH that guy makes me crazy; he is a most excellent villain.

Second is Arial, I liked him in Crimson Reign but in this book I really started falling for him. There is something about this tortured soul that just drew me in. Is it wrong to want to snuggle a Fallen? Maybe but I can’t help it, there is so much sadness in him it nearly kills me. I cannot wait to see more of him and his story in the future. 

      Then there is the entire story of Copi and Vischeral, yet another set of beautifully stubborn, hot tempered, fierce males. Did I mention stubborn? LOL Yep they sure are, to the point I want to shake them both....or a smack on the ass….but they would both like that LOL!!

        I could go on and on about this book, I haven’t even mention Tobias and Roman, or Kimberly and Saul. Let’s just say I loved this book, I fell in love with all the characters, which is a must for me as a reader. I would recommend this series, hell these author’s to anyone. Well done my friends, thank you for this journey and I look forward to the next part.


                                                       



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About the authors

Laz and Lachi Publications is the combined writing team of J.T. Cheyanne and V.L. Moon. The two met in 2010, fell hard and fast for each other and married in April 2014. They write both independently and together in the gay erotica and gay paranormal genres. They also have a couple of contemporary romance novels under their belt.


Please be sure to keep up to date with JT Cheyanne and VL Moon at their joint Website.

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      If you haven't started the wonderful series, be sure to start with Crimson Reign.



SYNOPSIS:

A pulse of light preceded the gift of life breathed into the coldest and darkest of souls. Bathed in the glow of celestial love and swathed in a blanket of black satin wings nestled a king among kings, a vampire born to destroy the decay threatening to eradicate the race he was destined to save.

An angelic heart torn by yearning, suffering and pain throbbed to the rhythm of the life he created; a life prophesied in the scriptures by the Creator’s own hand. A vow of servitude given in blood sealed the fate of a Seraphim's heart and tied it eternally to the creation he craves, protects…loves.

Ancient treaties are lost and reborn, rising from the ashes as the Nephilim ravage the vampire race. The deviant desire that soared in Malachi Denali's blood threatens to bring Rome to its knees when Malachi's world, his soul and his heart are brutally shattered and torn apart.

Will purity born of an angel's love be enough to calm the savage mind of Malachi Denali? Or will Laziel be doomed to a life of purgatory for loving the life he was gifted to create…

This is not a HEA, or even a HFN....Who knows what will happen to seal their fate...only time will tell. Vampires, angels, demons and wolves together with love, betrayal, sadness and yearning make up the ongoing story that is... 



    My Review for Crimson Reign

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      Dig the cover art? Me too, they were done by the fabulous Soxie Weston. You can contact her on her Facebook page or at her Website


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