Friday, May 30, 2014

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BLOOD BEWITCHED (The Progeny Series #5)
“Nothing in life is a coincidence.”
Forces are aligning in Shauna Rousseau’s life. A gifted Wiccan warrior and unique true half-blooded vampire, she is fate personified with an incredible destiny to fulfill. The ultimate war between good and evil is brewing, a revolution that will change our world forever.

Sides are being chosen, but Shauna has some unfinished family business. With her siblings and husband by her side, the pregnant newborn travels to Louisiana to shake her family tree. Lies are uncovered that will irrevocably damage the siblings’ lives.

Everyone has a past. It’s time for Shauna Rousseau to face hers.

Other Novels of The Progeny Series
The Progeny (Book 1)
Blood Bonds (Book 2)
Blood Promise (Book 3)
Blood Reborn (Book 4)
Yearning: A Blood Reborn Novel (Book 4.5)

About Ashlynne Laynne
Ashlynne Laynne is a songwriter, poet and author of erotic paranormal and contemporary romance, who has always had a soft spot in her heart for vampires but grew tired of the garlic fearing, sun-loathing creatures of old. An avid horror movie fan, she tends to enjoy media and music that is of a younger, more eclectic nature. This was the catalyst for her writing The Progeny. 

She loves writing on the edge—combining the erotica and romance genres—and thinks of Ascher and Shauna as the wicked, damned version of Romeo and Juliet. She is currently working on book six of her Progeny Series, book one of her upcoming Alterity Series, and several novella spin offs. In her spare time, she enjoys cooking, reading and spending time with her family. She juggles the hats of wife, mother, full time employee and part-time writer, hoping to write exclusively one day soon. Find and follow her online on Twitter. Check out her Manic Readers page, Blog and Website, or leave a note in her Reader Email.

She lives in the Carolinas with her husband and son.

More About Ashlynne
Zodiac: Leo
Favorite Music Genres: Alt Rock, 90’s Grunge, Pop
Favorite Musical Acts: Maroon 5, Rihanna, Lil Wayne, Bruno Mars, Jay-Z, Beyoncé, Imagine Dragons, Florida Georgia Line, Adele, Rob Zombie, Robin Thicke, Kings of Leon, Coldplay, Drake, Justin Timberlake
Favorite Movie Genre: Horror
Favorite Color: Pink
Favorite Authors: Stephen King, Anne Rice
Foods: Yogurt, Chocolate Milk, Chicken Alfredo

About The Progeny Series
At its core, The Progeny Series is simply about a man and woman who fall in love. The fact that he’s a half-blood (half-human, half vampire) and she’s a Wiccan human are secondary factors.
This series encompasses a family dynamic of which we’ve never seen.

The Rousseaus share a common mortal and immortal bloodline, but loyalty is the thread binding this vampire clan. Shauna and Ascher’s dissuaded love only strengthens the family bonds. Their unique union transcends bloodlines and completes the prophecy, defying the beliefs of centuries old covenants while shattering the wall between the Wiccan and vampire worlds that have existed for ages.  

This series is erotic paranormal romance intended for adults and contains strong sexual content, adult sensuality, language and themes.

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The Progeny Series is available for purchase at Amazon US  Amazon UK   BN  Smashwords  i books  Kobo


LIFE AFTER TAYLAH by Bella Jewel Release Blitz

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Title: Life After Taylah
Author: Bella Jewel
Release Date: May 26, 2014
My mother's name is Taylah, and once, a very long time ago, she was my best friend - she was everything I wanted to be.

Until the night she disappeared.

Ten years on and my life, my families lives and the world around us has never been the same again.
How can it be when you are left not knowing?

No leads. No connections. Nothing. Just pure emptiness.

My dancing is the only way I can separate myself from the pain that lies in my home, in my father's eyes and in my brother's spirit. They need me and I'll fight with everything I am to be there for them, but who will be there for me?

Then I meet Nate.

Champion Motocross racer and everything my father doesn't want for me. He's forbidden, he's beautiful, and he's carrying a bundle of his own secrets.

When I step into his world, there is no turning back.

He will consume me.

He will teach me how to breathe again.

He will put a tiny piece of my broken heart, back together.  

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Live After Taylah is a very emotional, fun and engrossing read that all fans of the genre can get lost with. A great series start and another goodie by Bella Jewel.

What's a woman to do when she's in a very unhappy place? A place she never asked to be in. It's love and loyalty, those two things are what put her there. So she's pretty much stuck!
What do you do when you desire something so badly, but you can't have it? Avery hurts so much, for so many reasons. She's a strong woman, determined to get life...right. But can she also have her hearts deepest desire while living life as it should be lived?

You're going to have to read the story to find out...

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About the Author
Bella Jewel
Bella Jewel is an Aussie girl through and through. She spent her life in Western Australia, growing up in many different areas of the state. She now currently lives in Perth with her husband, children and mass amounts of pets. She's crazy, fun, outgoing and friendly. Writing is her passion, she started at the young age of 18 but finally got the courage up to publish, and her first novel Hell's Knights was released in August 2013.  
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Thursday, May 29, 2014

Crane by Stacey Rourke Blog Tour


The Horseman is unending,
his presence shan't lessen.
If you break the curse,
you become the legend.

Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly truth behind Ichabod Crane's disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be buried deep.

What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you?

Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning curse.

But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides?

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The plush terry cloth robe slipped from Ireland's shoulders with a whispering caress before pooling in a heap around her ankles. Marble tiles chilled her bare feet as she stepped into the walk-in shower. The tips of her fingers slid across stainless steel. With a flick of her wrist, the trio of showerheads flowed to life. Welcoming heat came at her from all angles, pulsating over her curves with a rhythmic seduction. Ireland turned, a groan escaping her as the streams massaged all the right places. Steam rose, fogging the handle and creating a cloud of humidity that hugged her frame. Tipping her head back, she let the droplets rain down on her face and across her closed lids. Her lips parted, welcoming the rush of warmth that flooded between them. Until it assaulted her tongue with a rush of coppery warmth that clamped her throat shut with a wretched heave. Her hands cupped to catch the droplets, her eyes widening as thick crimson pooled in her palms, seeping between her ivory fingers. Formerly white tiles were now smattered and smeared with blackish-red gore that sprayed from the nozzles. Ireland threw herself from the shower, her feet slipping beneath her. She reached out to steady herself, but found nothing to hold on to. Nothing there to pull her back from the brink, except her own need for self-preservation ナ and a shadowed silhouette in the corner. Instinctively, she covered herself with her arms. Squinting, she craned her neck to see the figure that was slowly turning to face her. 

"Mason?" Her voice echoed around her before she could even speak it. 

He stared straight ahead with fixed, unseeing eyes. Blood trailed down his face from various points of origin, soaking the front of his shirt. "Cloak of night, brings Horseman's plight. His pricy toll, will be a soul."

"Mason? Are you okay?" 

A hard blink and his eyes found focus on her. A desperate panic flared his nostrils, forcing his breath to come fast and ragged. "Help me, you have to help me," he pleaded, his teeth pink with the blood that streamed past his lips. 

Her trembling hand reached for him, then recoiled at her own inept state of confusion. "H-how? What do I do?"

"You have to save us," Mason's words became more garbled by the fresh rush of gore that bubbled up the back of his throat. His once handsome face contorted in rage. Leaning forward he balled his fists and screamed with a force that bulged the tendons of his neck, "Save us!" 

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"Tonight was meant to be the Harvest Ball," Katrina said as she slid between the folds of her crimson and taupe gown. "Now the town is meeting, trying to concoct a plan to stop a being that death itself couldn't tame."

Ichabod sat on the edge of the bed with his back, respectfully, to Katrina while she changed. His loaded musket lay across his lap. In the reflection of the window in front of him he could see the soft curve of her hips as they tapered into her narrow waist. He cleared his throat and shifted his gaze to the floor. His chin tipped to the side, ever so slightly, to ask, "Are you secure in our plan?" 

"I am to attend the summit on the arm of Brom Van Brunt," she reaffirmed as she pulled her long, blonde locks out from the back of her gown and began tightening the laces of her bodice. "Then speak with as many people as I can, searching for anyone that may have motives leading to the Horseman." 

Ichabod nodded. Mostly to himself, he muttered the remaining details they were depending upon, "Rip will be inside as well. That man can finesse a crowd with a skill that truly baffles. If there are secrets to be found, he will uncover them. Irv will be outside with me, primarily because the Horseman isn't the only one in this town that would like to see his head on a spike. We will be on horseback, patrolling the grounds with a few other men that have volunteered. You will have nothing to fear." 

Her elegant gown in place, Katrina turned to Ichabod wearing an expression equal parts timidity and fear. "What of Brom?" 

The bed squeaked as Ichabod shifted his weight to face her. "Boorish as his ways may be, he cares for you. If you adopt the guise that you have interest in him, he will do all he can to protect you inside the gathering, while I provide you the same service outside." 

"And," her long lashes brushed the tops of her cheeks as she cast her gaze to the floor, "you aren't bothered by me being on his arm?" 

In the midst of the plotting and planning, Ichabod had slipped into the role he knew well of military strategist. He had detached himself from the emotional aspects-until that very moment. The reality of his request sank in like a heavy stone. He had asked her to take another man's arm, asserting her place beside him. The implications of that dug into his gut like a dull blade, churning and twisting deep. 

"The mere idea of that makes me ache," he stated, forcing the words through his suddenly parched throat. "Yet I would endure this hardship, and countless others, to keep you safe." 

She moistened her lips with a flick of her tongue, seemingly wrestling with words that gave her pause. "Ichabod, when this is over ナ w-would you call yourself mine?" 

Ichabod closed his eyes. The euphoria of that question washed over him, cleansing him of all his sins with the promise of tomorrow. Rising to his feet, he took her velvet soft hand in his. A love he hadn't known possible illuminated her striking face. "From the moment I saw you, my heart belonged to you alone. If by some miracle you were to give me your love in return, I would need nothing else to sustain me the rest of my days." 

Katrina's palm tenderly brushed his cheek. "You have already claimed that." 

Allowing no further hesitation, Ichabod gathered her in his arms. Katrina tipped her head back, the soft curves of her body molding to his. Full lips parted in an alluring invitation it would take a stronger man than him to resist.


RONE Award Winner for Best YA Paranormal Work of 2012 for Embrace, a Gryphon Series Novel

Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012

Turning Pages Magazine Winner for Best YA book of 2013 & Best Teen Book of 2013

Stacey Rourke lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant, dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head.

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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

ARE YOU MINE by L.C. Holden


She is his addiction. . .He is her obsession.

Emily Steven’s life is a twisted lie. And, she prefers it that way.

Nick Compton, a successful writer and professor, hides a dark and dangerous secret.

When Nick crosses paths with Emily at a local coffee house, she sparks a dormant need deep within him. Only she can satisfy his insatiable craving. 

He dominates her every desire. She consumes his every need.

Lies are exposed. Passions ignite. Emily and Nick are thrust into a world of deceit, lust . . . and murder. 

Warning: 18 or over, sexual content, adult language, violence, and possible dubious content.


“Well, you saved me from having to tell my roommate that I was stood up again.” Her eyes landed on my face.
The tone in her innocent voice, made me want to teach her how to beg. She would love it, and besides, who cared if she hated it…at least I would be satisfied. 
“How does five o’clock tomorrow night sound,” she asked while scribbling down a phone number on a cocktail napkin. “I get off work a little after four, and then we could go have dinner.” She handed me the napkin, smiling doe-eyed.
Inching closer, I took the napkin and wrapped a possessive hand around the nape of her neck.
She flinched.
“I’ll pick you up here.” I glanced up at the security locked doors to her apartment. Safe and sound. My hand squeezed tighter around her face. I gazed leisurely at Emily, while she stared wide-eyed and shocked. I so relished the helplessness slashing across her face. The grabbing of her neck was a slight mishap. Tenderly stroking my thumb up and down her flushed cheek, I blinked and plastered my ‘camera ready’ smile back on. “Great. Five it is.” I moved in and nuzzled her bare shoulder.
     Her breath hitched.
     I brushed my mouth just below her earlobe.
     Her jaw muscles tensed.
     I stroked my thumb down her neck.
     Her head titled back.
     When she gazed back up at me, we locked eyes, and then I kissed her. I’m not a kisser. Kissing is too intimate. I learned that lesson the hard way…but I kissed Emily.
She moaned at the slight touch of my tongue.
Blood pounded to my cock, and it felt so damn good. I licked her bottom lip and drew the swollen flesh between my teeth. Her mouth tasted warm and gentle, and the kiss was eating me alive. Kissing a woman could be more dangerous than a shot of heroine to my demented mind. Before I could get a handle on the situation, her hands were in my hair and her perk little titts were grinding against my chest—now, I was panicking.
I’m usually the one in control. Not some goddamn woman. Fuck, get it together man. I pulled back, regretting allowing myself to give into temptation, and then I saw the stunned look on her pretty little face…the most satisfying sight I’d seen in years. “Tomorrow then.” Eyes on her the whole time, I gently dropped my hand from her face and took a single step back.

Bio: When L.C. Holden isn't writing she enjoys spending time with her family.

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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Climbing Out by Lila Rose Release Day!


Deanna Drake has a past she longs to forget, but won't ever be able to. She's always been the tough one. No one, but her best friend Zara has ever been able to penetrate her cold, hard, shell.

Until Griz

Griz— a.k.a Grady Daniels, Hawks Motorcycle Club second in command, also has a past that he wishes he could undo...all except one part. 

It's her past that brings them together. Only will it be forever?

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Climbing out is book 2 of the Hawk Motorcycle Club series and (awesomely) continued off right where book 1 left off (which I LOVE!) PLEASE make sure to read book 1 in the series before starting this one. Trust me, you'll appreciate it, the growth and characters much more if you do ;)

DeAnna has held on to a secret for a very long time. It's a secret that hurts and scares her, but feels she must keep to herself. She wants to tell her friends and new family members about it, but she's unsure if she's ready to share such a burden.
All of those thoughts change with the quickness once Griz and the others sense something is off, make that wrong, very freak'n wrong. Will she still have her friends after all is revealed?

I had just as much fun with this book as I did with the first of the series. I wonder where the author will go with the next of the series. So many possibilities...

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Lila Rose has moved about Australia a lot of her life. Now she lives in country Victoria Australia with her husband and two children. When she isn't writing she's helping her husband with the family business. Lila has always dabbled in writing, though, only recently her debut novel Holding Out was released on December 4th 2013. 

Be sure to keep an eye out for more from the Hawks Motorcycle Club series, coming soon!

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