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Read 2 Review Welcome to our March issue of Reader’s Shadow. We have put a lot into this magazine and we feel that with each issue we bring you the best we possibly can. We are proud to share with our reader’s the fantastic authors and their wonderful books. Easter is fast approaching. Have you given up something for lent? I have given up takeaway meals. Not good for the waist line, especially when I already have my dress for New York! Its five weeks today (I’m writing this on February 27th 2013) until my best bud and I head to London for our flight to New York five weeks tomorrow. It’s so exciting although it really feels like a dream still. I don’t think until I am back in my beloved America it will feel real. I can’t wait. I will be taking the iPad with me and will be posting regularly on Facebook and twitter about our adventures. If you want to take the ride with me then please follow me =) Facebook Twitter Have you ever found a book where you feel like the author has a magnifying glass and can look into your soul and put you down on a page? I found that with the First Class series by A.J. Harmon. Her books are amazing; I have been truly blessed to discover them. My review of First Class To New York is featured this month. If you haven’t checked these books out then I highly recommend them. They left me in floods of tears and I have always said if a book can do that then it’s an amazing read. This month has been a little crazy for me personally. However I have a fantastic team behind me and I would like to thank them all for being so fantastic. Without them I would probably have not gotten through. So thank you and hugs to you all!! Happy Reading! With love Kate ~*~ “Read2Review helped me start my book reviewing interest, of which I discovered plenty of new and amazing authors! They have been very supportive of me in my writing career as well! I thank them for helping me rekindle my love of reading!” ~ Dan Wright, Author "It's always a pleasure to work with Read2Review. Kate does a fabulous job of showcasing authors, giving our books the exposure they always need - and doing so with style, grace and efficiency. Read2Review is definitely at the top of my list for book-related blogs." - Mitzi Szereto, Author “Working with Kate at Read2Review has been a wonderful experience. She is always helpful and looking for ways to promote. Her services are professional and she has a http://read2review.com
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We have a lot to come during January 2013 and we are proud to start the year with our first Read-A-Thon, we hope to see you there! March 1st Page Turner Book Tours: Elizabeth Lang joins us for a Guest Post Partners In Crime Tours: The Mistaken by Nancy Thompson (Review)
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â€œReally deep and Heatwrenchingâ€? Leslie D, Amazon Grace finds herself with a toxic friend and a brand new hobby when she discovers meth. She had a promising future before Grayson came into the picture. A wolf in sheep's clothing he soon shows his true colors and they are painted with black and blue.
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The drugs cause more problems than they fix, but lost in the intoxicating world of numbness she must find herself through abuse, addiction, and abortion.
This is not a book that will be right for everyone. It deals with heavy subject matter including abortion, abuse, and drug addiction.
Will she let the drugs take her out of the world, and be forever numb, or will an unlikely love pull her out and make her feel again?
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Tony Johnson is a studious young man planning to soon graduate from much more than high school. Although his zip code places him in a Bronx tenement pre 'rise of Obama', his sights are set far beyond the trappings of a humble upbringing. Collegiate dreams combined with falling in love with a white classmate put him strongly at odds with his father. He incurs Lionel Johnson's wrath for the sins of ambition and daring to be with Janet Mitchell. Seeing unrealized goals reincarnated in the eyes of his eldest son remind Lionel of what once could have been, and of what went wrong. His own upbringing in a segregated town established a bitter, prejudiced outlook that is the only legacy he has to pass down to his children. When his job and role as primary breadwinner are lost, Lionel's authority erodes and he drowns disappointment one drink at a time. This affords Tony an opportunity to assert independence rather than allowing history to repeat itself and his fate to be set by chance and
circumstance. Throughout the course of a tumultuous year, Tony comes to learn that the world is not as black and white as he and his father's opposing mindsets would suggest. Amazon UK Amazon USA Excerpt: Tony was certain what would be most vivid in his memory from this night. Not the dog walked past that howled at the moon as if summoning an old friend. Not the sliver of lamplight caught for an instant by Janetâ€™s earring. Not the ticket stubs placed in his pocket as tangible evidence that heaven existed. Not the melody repeatedly
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And yet, even as she sat across from him in an intimate corner of Baskin Robbins, even though she had made her desire clear, something still daunted Tony. How does one kiss an angel? "I want to know everything about you," he said. "Your favorite movie, the music you listen to, what foods you like best, what color. Everything." "Who are you, Barbara Walters?" "I have been told that in the right light I kind of look like her." Tony was then shown indisputable evidence that one of the most breathtaking sights for a man to behold was the laughter of a beautiful woman. "That must be some light. Let's see. My most favorite movie is an old classic, Murder by Death. I love violet. I'm into Justin Timberlake, Green Day, Beck, Dave Matthews, Gwen Stefani, the Red Hot Chili Peppers, U2. I could go on. And my weakness is chocolate, particularly chocolate covered cherries. Your turn." "The ultimate movie in my humble opinion is also an oldie but a goodie, Weird Science. Well, that and Scarface. I listen to Prince, Brian McKnight, Maxwell, Janet Jackson, Lenny Kravitz, Mary J. Blige, Black Eyed Peas, Jay Z. I could go on too. Nothing tops a barbeque steak, rice and peas after I’ve taken out all of the peas, and baked macaroni. You might want to write this down for when you make me dinner someday." "How about you order it from the restaurant we go to on our next date?" "Does that mean there will be a next date?"
Read 2 Review "Most definitely. But you skipped your favorite color." "That of your eyes." The source of the words was a mystery, so Tony assumed Cupid must have been kind enough to whisper them into his ear. Janet blushed and he almost kissed her, but not quite. The perfect moment would come, and he would recognize when it arrived. "Anything else you want to know, Mr. Walters?" "Who was your biggest childhood crush on?" "Oh, that's an easy one,” answered Janet. “Big Bird."
drawing closer and closer until solid form appears. And now that she was revealed to be someone who was trying to find a place in the world just like him, he was more drawn to her than ever. "So what do you want to be when you grow up?" he asked. "When I was little I used to dream about being a ballerina. Now I go back and forth between the one where I'm elected as our first woman President, and the one where I win an Oscar, an Emmy, a Tony, a Grammy award, and the Pulitzer Prize all in the same year.” “So I take it you’re not very ambitious.” “Exactly. How about you?" "I dream about a bunch of stuff. Winning the lottery, being heavyweight champion of the world, having a set of keys to the Playboy mansion. But mostly, I dream about you."
"Excellent choice." "Who did you like?" "It was a toss up between Mary Ann and Ginger." "Not Mrs. Howell?" "Only on very special occasions." They both laughed, and Tony thought how amazing life would be if the rest of it could be spent just like this. He had meant it when he said he wanted to know everything about her. The knowledge would make her real in a way that she wasn’t yet. Up until now, Janet had been more of a symbol than a flesh and blood person. She represented everything he wished to possess, things he refused to believe were beyond reach despite all evidence to the contrary. But as he sat across from Janet now, she slowly transformed from fanciful idea into wonderful reality. It was like an old television set that takes a while to warm up, the blank screen becoming widely dispersed static
Janet lowered her gaze, causing Tony to worry that he had been overly honest, come on too strong. But then she looked directly at him and he knew he had nothing to fear. "You must charm all the girls, Tony Johnson." "I'd settle for just one." This was no longer a fantasy. Tony leaned forward. Remarkably, Janet did not vanish when he briefly opened his eyes for verification. She continued to kiss back, and it was better than he had ever dared to imagine it could be.
Read 2 Review About the author: Roy Pickering was born on the idyllic island of St. Thomas and currently lives in a quaint New Jersey town. His novel “Patches of Grey” was published by M.U.D. House Books and has been lauded with stellar reviews. It was named a 2012 B.R.A.G. Medallion Honoree. Roy's well received novella “Feeding the Squirrels”, which was published by SynergEbooks, can be purchased in a variety of electronic formats. While promoting these books he is hard at work on a second novel as well as a series of children’s books inspired by his daughter and being illustrated by his wife. Short stories by Roy have appeared in several anthologies to date, including Proverbs for the People (Kensington Books), Role Call (Third World Press), The Game: Short Stories About the Life (Triple Crown Publications), Prose to be Read Aloud: Volume One, Ménage à 20: Tales with a hook, Forever Travels, and IAI Short Story Compilation: Volume 1. He maintains RoyPickering.net and http://lineaday.blogspot.com to showcase his prose online. Facebook Twitter Goodreads
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"It will be interesting to discover which will make you beg. Will it be the pain or the pleasure?" How do you tame a man without breaking his spirit? The galaxy is under siege from alien invaders. The Empire is the only force that stands in the gap, trading the freedom of its citizens for a tenuous security. Amidst this chaos, Lt. Adrian Stannis is a brilliant scientist trying to stay out of the limelight. He hides on a research vessel plying the Outer Rim and finds peace of a sort with Kali Mirren, a psienabled humanoid. But his days of anonymity may be coming to an end. Someone has discovered his secret and is determined to make him pay for his treachery. He must finish the project he abandoned years ago, one the Council deems essential in its fight against the aliens, but things are never that simple where Adrian is concerned. Is he more man than machine, or have
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while Kali and Bryce try to save him. Will they succeed? Are the Rebels their salvation or is there a hidden agenda that will destroy them all? Charles Sester the psychostrategist is back and at his manipulative best, but whose interests is he serving this time? Amazon UK
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Barnes & Noble I'm a science fiction writer who started off life as a computer programmer with a love for reading, especially science fiction, fantasy and mystery.
With Adrian's jump gate, the Empire is readying to take the fight to their enemies. The Rebel Alliance takes advantage of this opportunity to expand it's power and bring down this oppressive regime. The charismatic Tucker and his secondin-command, Dain, are at the vanguard of this Rebel push, but is everything as simple as it seems?
Being in computers, I found my writing skills deteriorating so I decided to take up writing. It became a joy to create characters, stories and worlds and writing soon became a passion I couldn't put down. As a writer, I like to explore, not only the complexity of characters but the human condition from differing points of view. That is at the heart of the Empire series, of which 'The Empire' and 'The Rebels' are the first two of a four books series. Author Page on FaceBook
Adrian is once again caught up with factions vying to use his brilliant mind when a bounty hunter recaptures him
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A botched missing person’s case. A nervous mob boss. Lt. Jake Carrington’s gut tells him Phil Lucci is being cagey—with good reason. Jake can see this case has been mishandled from the beginning. Sloppy police work? Or does Lucci's hand reach as far as the WPD? It’s Jake’s job to find the answers. Then Jake meets Kyra Russell, a woman with an unusual job—she runs the local crematory. Despite the heated attraction between them, Jake becomes more and more suspicious of Kyra. Her gambling problem has already cost her a marriage and custody of her son. More than that, she also happens to be friends with Phil Lucci. Kyra assures Jake that it's just coincidence, but Jake's experience and
his instincts warn him not to believe in chance. Can Kyra be burning bodies for the mob? If she is, what will Jake do about it? Excerpt: With her head down, she sat at her machine, waiting on the supervisor to come back—to unlock the machine so she could play again. More than anything, she needed to win. A hand landed on her shoulder, startling her. Jerking away, Kyra turned to see who belonged to the hand. Crap, not the supervisor. Joe Dillon, not exactly the person I want to see right now.
Read 2 Review “Hi, Kyra.” “Hey, Joe.” “How’s it going?” Her host sat down next to her. “Not good,” she whined. “I’m sorry to hear it. You know you have a payment due soon?” Double crapola. “Yes, I know.” “Why don’t you leave the machine for a while? Come have something to eat with me?” What could he be up to, she wondered? “Why?” “Why? Kyra, let’s discuss your loan payment over dinner, explore your options.” What options? There weren’t any. All week she racked her brain trying to find a solution to the mess. Though a quiet guy, Joe scared her. Deep inside, she understood he could destroy her. Not a person she’d want to cross. “Kyra? Please, no one’s going to touch your machine. Maybe a break will change your luck?” “What the hell. I could eat,” Kyra hissed. Something had to change. “How about a steak?” “Fine.” They got up at the same time, bumping into each other. Joe sat back down, let Kyra get up first. He followed her as she
headed to the Trenton Steak House. Joe grabbed her arm and pointed to the private elevator that went directly to the entrance to the Whale Room. She looked at him. He smiled. “What’s up, Joe?” “I think you need a real break Kyra, so we’ll head up.” Curiosity got the better of her, but she figured she’d find out what he was up to in good time. Then the fear hit her. Maybe she shouldn’t leave the floor with him. She owed the casino seventy-five thousand dollars. Behind on her payments, she spent three grand tonight trying to win her next payment. Stupid— how could I be so stupid? I should’ve made a partial payment with the three grand instead of gambling tonight. They wouldn’t beat up her up, would they? Tasting the bile as it violently pushed up from her stomach, scorching a path to her throat. Kyra couldn’t control the tears that flooded into her eyes when she started to choke. “Are you all right, Kyra?” “I don’t want to leave the public floor, Joe.” Kyra’s hands shook along with her entire body. Unable to control her voice as it cracked, her mind searching for an escape. “I have a deal for you, but I can’t discuss it in an open area. We’ll discuss it upstairs, over dinner.” He smiled. Oh yeah, she thought, the farmer leading the cow to the slaughter. “What kind of deal?” “We’ll discuss it upstairs,” he repeated firmly.
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“No such thing, Kyra. Relax.” Now’s the time too really worry, she thought. Just like the “trust me” phrase, it gave her the willies. **** Joe Dillon studied Kyra as they rode up in the elevator. To look at her, you’d never guess she’d lost control of her life. He liked her curves, her full lips, and the wild, curly red hair. Shorter than he, she stood about five feet four inches—he didn’t like looking up at a woman. Too many women today were taller than him. He looked into her green, green eyes, his mind taking off in all directions. Not now, Joe. Kyra’s not worth the trouble. He knew she had a son—her divorce a by-product of gambling. The boss told him this morning she was losing custody of her son. What woman gambles to the point of losing her child? Joe thought about the deal he’d be offering her, dragging her down even further. He pushed the guilt from his mind. Not my fucking problem. Kyra did this to herself. If I ever caught Camile gambling, I’d break her legs. Joe saw what gambling did to families. Too much heartache for too little reward, he mused. Joe thought of the deal he’d lay on the table for her—two choices—wondering which one she’d choose. Neither was pleasant. I’m only the messenger. That’s how he justified his work. Blinded by greed, these people put themselves in this position with their gambling addictions.
Bio: One of ten children, Marian took to writing to explore new and adventurous places. While her friends traveled on planes for vacation, Marian traveled in books. With an overactive imagination, it didn’t take long for her to start creating her own characters and stories. If I Fail, A Jake Carrington Mystery that released in 2012, is the first book in the series. As an avid reader, she discovered mysteries by reading the Daily News as a youngster. Intrigued by the real life crimes, and how the police worked and eventually solved them, ignited her imagination beyond the ordinary. An English professor marked her final paper with an A, but wrote a note that said, “Well done, though you’re not Virginia Woolf yet, so add a little action
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What would you do or where would you go when the Armageddon strikes? Has it really arrived? Rob Henderson believes so. He and his wife Lauren pack up what's needed and head into the mountains to wait out the results.
If I Fail, A Jake Carrington Mystery September 7, 2012 Are rules really meant to be broken? Jake Carrington finds out the hard way and the answer is no! Dating Chloe Wagner was a huge mistake, and Jake should have known better—he’s investigating the murder of Chloe’s sister. Now Chloe is the number one suspect in that murder. If she’s convicted, Jake could lose not only his rank, but his job. If that’s not bad enough, he’s got a stalker on his hands, someone who’s threatening his fledgling relationship with the lovely Mia. Things are getting just a little too personal for comfort!
Across the state Roan Kline has the same idea. Arriving at his cave he encounters the couple. Believing it's the end of the world Roan plots and plans out his attack against Rob to win Lauren. Rob promises Lauren he will protect her. Will he be able to keep his promise? Patience, cunning and strength--who possesses them, man or woman? The battle for survival has begun. In the end it comes down to three...and then there were two.
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Someone is stalking star chef Emily Simonson. That someone wants her dead, but first, that someone wants her terrified. And that someone has figured out the perfect way to do it. Aspiring actresses who bear a resemblance to Emily are being murdered and before each murder, a warning is sent. But those warnings don’t tell who, where or when. Who is next? And when will it be Emily’s turn to die? CRAZY takes you into the mind of a fiendish killer who, fueled by Satanic fantasies and a mysterious Guardian, wreaks havoc in Hollywood. There’s a lunatic on the loose. Who will be the final victim? Amazon UK Amazon USA (Available in paperback and on Kindle)
of three novels: The People Next Door, Dreams and Nightmares and CRAZY. She also collaborated with her daughter and business partner, Kimberley A. Johnson on the non-fiction titles The Virgin Diaries and Ain't No Sunshine: Men Reveal the Pain of Heartbreak. Born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland, she moved to Southern California to pursue her dreams. Ever the restless spirit, she spent a short sojourn near Sedona, Arizona but ultimately chose to relocate to Northern California's wine country where she is currently sampling the delights of the region, blogging and working on her newest novel.
Ann Werner is a former actor, best known for her role as Eliana, maid to the evil Dimera family on the popular daytime drama Days of Our Lives. She is the author
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Can a drop-dead gorgeous, highly neurotic American and her friends save Toronto’s babies and virgins from certain destruction, or will they have to call in a cure that’s worse than the curse? Divorced, middle-aged Rachel sensuous baby-hating woman is stalking Brinkerhoff, a Jewish matchmaker from Toronto’s virgin males and seducing New York who hopes to remarry, moved them with horrifying consequences. to Toronto for a fresh new start with her business and her love life. But no one Purchase links: told her that female-aversive Toronto was BYOB – Bring Your Own Boy. She Amazon UK partners with an Indian and a Muslim lady who want to help Canadians Amazon USA arrange marriages for their oftenrecalcitrant children and who secretly Excerpt: wonder over the beautiful matchmaker’s datelessness. But then an earthquake In another part of the city, a guy shakes up Toronto in more ways than desperately in need of a date sat back one, and the next thing you know, a from the computer, removed his glasses, public fountain turns into the Fountain and wiped his wrist across his eyes. Dave of Youth, an army of misfits turn up to Gillpatrick had been entering medical stake the world’s weirdest Native land codes for the last two hours and his claim, and worst of all, a beautiful brains felt fried. This job sucked. He http://read2review.com
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So instead he poked through the womens' profiles, looking at this ad and that ad, wondering what the girl was really like, whether she always smiled like she did in her picture, and imagined what it might be like to go sailing on Lake Ontario with her or maybe walk around the park. Maybe if he lost a little weight and got contacts and wore sunglasses to cover his bland hazel eyes, just maybe, a woman might want to meet him and take him out on her sailboat. Or maybe she'd walk beside him when they went hiking through a nature preserve, quietly impressed as he pointed out all the native Ontario plants and the different types of scat they found.
The knife twisted a bit in Dave's heart. He tried not to think of how he was once again designing the woman he'd never have, a computer operating system icon of the cute little lovely-eyed girl with the round bosom and the wasp waist of his dreams.
His hand drifted to the little ad he'd clipped from a local entertainment newspaper last week. 'Love Comes Later,' read the copy, and it seemed to offer some kind of matchmaking service. He wasn't sure why love came later but he thought it was worth a try.
Because when Dave was around women his hands went cold, his tongue tied up, and he had to fight the urge to run and hide. At thirty-five years old, he was still just as much of a yutz with women as he'd always been, and he had a secret that was now just too embarrassing to contemplate revealing to anybody. A woman would laugh her head off if she found out. He cruised the singles profiles on Lavalife and Plenty of Fish sometimes, late at night after his parents had gone to bed, but no one ever emailed him, probably because his profile wasn't that impressive and he had no picture. Women wanted to see what you looked like, and Dave didn't want to show them what a fat little shrimp he was.
"Honey? Would you like some samosas?" his mother called up the stairs. Dave rubbed his eyes and put his glasses back on. "No thanks, Ma," he called down. He got up and searched for his wallet. Before he left, he fed his fortyeight gerbils in a Habitrail the size of the downtown Skywalk and set BitTorrent to begin downloading the first three episodes of the last season of Dr. Who. He was going down to Love Comes Later, now. Maybe they could find him a fellow virgin.
Read 2 Review Speaking of dateless Daves, in downtown Toronto, a systems administrator for a famous large enterprise middleware software company close to the Manulife Centre was thinking about the speed dating event his friend Dave (a network engineer for a travel agency) had talked him into trying that night. A strange little factoid about Toronto: A disproportionate number of I.T. professionals there are named Dave. You'd think a male-dominated industry like I.T. would have a fair number of Mikes, Marks, Johns and Scotts. But in the GTA - as the locals call the Greater Toronto Area - I.T. Daves rule. Needless to say, the middleware guy's name was Dave too. Now pay attention, and don't confuse either of these guys with Dave the Virgin, as we shall call him since no man alive wants to be known as The Gerbil Guy, since, as a certain nasty urban legend about a certain movie star would attest, people would automatically assume you're regularly turning yourself into a human Habitrail. Dave the Tarantula Guy (he has a pet tarantula he keeps in a terrarium on top of a rack of servers that keeps Pookums warm) is multiply-divorced, and the other Dave (Dave The T.G.'s buddy), who knows more about configuring and maintaining Beowulf clusters than anyone else in Canada and is far too into it for his own good, was also divorced and usually managed to drive women away with his incessant computer talk. (What are Beowulf clusters, you ask? Ask Dave. Make sure you have at least three hours.) Dave the Tarantula Guy wasn't at all convinced speed dating was a good idea, but Dave the Beowulf Freak wanted to
try it and had bribed him with a pitcher of Labatt's Blue. It seemed a bit false to spend eight minutes talking to someone and trying to make a snap decision on whether you wanted to date her or not. On the other hand, as Dave the Beowulf Freak pointed out, you got to see what they looked like in person, as opposed to some ancient or Photo-shopped picture on Lavalife, and if they weren't hot you only had to talk to them for eight minutes. Without question, neither of these two nerds had the foggiest clue what they really wanted in a woman. Dave the Tarantula Guy was from Alberta, where men were men and so were the women, and Dave the Beowulf Freak was from Newfoundland, where men were men and the sheep were nervous. The tarantula was from Brazil. *** It's also a little-known fact that Toronto lies on something called a ley line - a straight mystical path of energy connecting several other sites of Really Awesome Mystical Energy. Ley lines are believed by many Witches, Eco-Pagans, Aquarians, Crunchy-Granola Earth Mothers, Extreme Shamans, Astrologers, Dowsing Plumbers, PseudoGurus, Early Morning Talk-Show Hosts and Movie Stars to be scattered all over the world. What ley lines are capable of doing depends on who you ask in the Really Weird Shit community, but it's generally agreed they're responsible for a whole lot of totally cool awesome mystical stuff. Or not, in some cases. More in a minute.
Read 2 Review Toronto's ley line passes through Detroit (a giant Uniroyal Tire on the side of I-94 marks where Jimmy Hoffa, a secret ninth-level Ancient Hibernian Knight of the Cabbalistic Templars Arch-Mage is buried), Chicago (home of a Devil Monkey), Kansas City, Missouri, where you will find the Pythian Castle, which is where a lot of weird ghosty things happen all the time, Kansas (Satan owns a timeshare there; you don't really think all those tornadoes are due to complex climatological conditions, do you?), Albuquerque (not so far, really, from Roswell), and ends in Sedona, Arizona (you've probably heard of their sacred energy vortexes). Or it might end in San Diego, no one can be entirely certain. However, if there's anything mystical about San Diego it's news to everybody.
didn't look too bad, eh, so maybe they'd just dreamed the whole thing and they went back to sleep.
See, all this mystical energy ley line stuff happens underground, because ley lines are chthonic, or Earth-based. And what happened is that all that repressed male sexual energy up above in Toronto collided with Hoffa's ghost who was getting it on with Cleopatra's ghost. This released a massive jolt of Sacred Vortex Stuff from Sedona which is like a frickin' chthonic nuclear bomb of sexual weirdness, which ejaculated a gigundous load of the most awesome assemblage of erotic energy the world had ever known and it was headed straight for Our Canadian Heroes. And poor Toronto, which had never done anything mystical to anybody, was jarred by a fairly scary although not exactly massive earthquake in the middle of the night.
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Little did they realize, that Toronto was about to get completely fucked up. And horny.
Nicole Chardenet was born in the U.S. and moved to Canada in 2005. She likes to tell conservatives it was for all the socialism but really, it was for better beer. She became a Pagan some years back so she could sleep in on Sundays and thought it was about time she put twenty yearsâ€™ worth of research and experience in all things occult and fantasy to work for her. She currently lives in Toronto with her evil henchkitty Belladonna, where together they plot world domination and the utter destruction of all vacuum cleaners.
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Erin Danzer R2R: Where did you come up with the idea for your new book? At first, I wanted to write a book about a girl who felt like she was going to spontaneously combust from all the pressure in her life. I really don’t remember where the who SciFi aspect of
it came from; I blame playing too much Wizards 101 and my dad’s love of SciFi while growing up. ;) R2R: How did you come up with your characters?
Read 2 Review Ronnie, the female lead in Into the Spiral, literally just walked into my head and started giving me hints about her story. With Gavin, my hero, I thought about all the boys in books that I love and what I love about them. Then I mixed it all together and Gavin came out of it.
good girl falling in love with a bad boy who has a good heart. That is still one of my favorite movies, but now I have to add Becoming Jane and the Princess Diaries movies to my top slot as well (obviously I can’t pick just one).
R2R: Who did you show your first draft to and why?
Young Adult, mostly contemporary and paranormal of all kinds. The Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare are my all-time favorite books right now. The Iron Fey books by Julie Kagawa is a close second. I will add that the Just Breathe trilogy by Kendall Grey is one of my favorite adult series! And there are so many more I love!
I showed it to two ladies I work with because without them, I wouldn’t have had a story at all. I spent countless hours brainstorming with them about this story for two weeks before I began writing it. It was only fair that they get to read the first draft.
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R2R: Where do you go to escape? R2R: Do you have plans to a follow up? Yes, Into the Spiral is the first in a four book series. The second book is about to go to my editor, I just finished writing the third book, and have started writing the fourth. There are also three companion short stories to go with it. R2R: Open your book to a random page and tell us the first paragraph… “Since it’s settled, I’ll have Mr. Clearwater pick up Veronica early this evening,” Rick told her parents as he headed for the door and they stood up. “The plane leaves at eight. And don’t worry about packing. No more than an overnight bag is necessary. The school provides everything the students need.” R2R: What is your favorite movie? For the longest time, it was Lady and the Tramp. I’ve always loved the idea of a
Usually into my room with the door closed. If that’s not an option, into a book. Or into whatever world I’m writing about at the time. All I really need is my imagination to be able to escape. R2R: Do you have any pets? Yes, we have a cat named Smokey. He allows my children to hug him, love him, and squeeze him to death. He’s a great cat! R2R: What advice do you have for aspiring writers? Just write! And then write some more! And when you’re not writing, pick up a book and read! Like anything we all aspire to be great at, writing takes practice and time to hone your craft. Reading is practice as much as writing. Also, get out into the writing community. Ask for help, make new friends. There are writing groups all over
Read 2 Review the internet, Twitter, and Facebook. Writing is not a solitary journey, even though we are alone when we sit at the computer or with a pen and paper to write (most of the time). Get a good support group around you while you practice to become great. R2R: Would you recommend selfpublishing or main stream publishing for first time novelists? I would have to say, look at all your options. Before getting picked up by Otherworld Publications and then Hydra Publications, I had every intention of self publishing my series. I had spent eighteen months researching how to go about that. But, I didn’t want to go through all the work. I’ll admit it, I wanted someone else to design my cover, to help market me, to edit my book, etc. Basically, I wanted the chance for someone to say, “I believe in your book, too.” Neither is right for everyone. Find out as much as you can about self publishing if you think that is the route for you. Learn from the greats like Joe Konrath and Amanda Hocking, M. Leighton and Colleen Hoover (two self pubbed gals who have both topped the NYT Best Sellers list!). Make an informed decision before you decide. If you like being your own boss and don’t mind all the leg work that goes into publishing yourself, then that’s obviously the path you should take. If you decide you’d rather have someone to hold your hand along the way (whether it’s an agent, an editor or PR rep), then mainstream may the way for you. Into The Spiral
Fifteen-year-old Veronica “Ronnie” Lambert wants to get out from under her older brother’s shadow. When Ronnie gets a tattoo and then is struck by lightning, she suddenly finds herself able to see and hear things in shadows that don’t appear to others. Then Ronnie meets Gavin Clearwater, the hot new guy in all of her classes and finds out he can see and hear the same things she can. Gavin tells her about the Spiral Defenders, a group of warriors that travels through space and time to defend the planets of the Spiral. After meeting the Commander of the Spiral Defenders and realizing his intentions might not be pure, Ronnie struggles between following her destiny to become a Spiral Defender and trying to regain the life she had before being struck by lightning. Amazon Amazon UK Barnes & Nobles Smashwords iTunes Excerpt From Chapter 4 of Into the Spiral by Erin Danzer… Ronnie felt like she was floating. As she looked down upon herself still sleeping in her bed, she was too freaked out by everything around her to worry about being out of her body. Shadows slithered all around her and a little green creature with big pointy ears and leathery skin, like a two-foot-tall troll, perched on her pillow next to her head. Other things— was that a centaur?—sat around her bed watching her sleep. Yes, definitely a centaur, its chestnut coat and golden
Read 2 Review upper body gleaming in the sunlight streaming through the window. A fairy sat nearby, its translucent wings shimmering in shades of turquoise and violet. “She’s the one,” one of them whispered and many others nodded in agreement. The one? The one for what? What were they going to do to her? She moaned in her sleep and most of the creatures shied away. “She’s waking; we mustn’t wake the princess,” the green thing squeaked and Ronnie’s heart pounded. Princess? Did they mean her? She wasn’t a princess; she was a fifteen-year-old girl, a very normal girl. Ronnie turned over in her sleep and she gasped along with the creatures when she saw that the bandage had fallen off her tattoo—and the tattoo was already healed. “She has the mark of the Defenders,” the centaur exclaimed shaking its tail. Ronnie’s eyes caught sight of a similar tattoo on its right flank, almost like a branding. As she looked at the other creatures, she realized each one of them had the tattoo. Were these all Defenders, whatever those were? Was she one now? She had to wake up! She had to find out what was going on!
About Erin Danzer: Erin Danzer wrote her first book at 10years-old for a Young Authors competition, where she was awarded an Honorable Mention and discovered a passion for the written word. She’s written several novels and short stories since that spark ignited. *Into the Spiral* is the first of a four book series. In addition to her novels, Erin writes a monthly short story serial, The Cassandra Serafin Chronicles, posting alternately on her blog and in Literary Lunes bi-monthly online magazine. Erin resides in Racine, Wisconsin, with her husband, two children, and their cat.
“Sssssshheeeee will dessssstroy us alllllll,” an eerie voice hissed. Ronnie gasped again as the creatures surrounding her turned towards the barely remaining shadows in her room. Something moved there, slithering in the corner where Andi still slept! She had to wake up! She had to warn her friend!
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Country girl Cali has been kept a secret her entire life, raised in isolation by two very troubled people. Despite her parent’s disturbing fits, Cal is perfectly content, living at one with the nature that surrounds her, and finding adventure inside the pages of her beloved books. When an awful tragedy tears her away from her remote cabin in the woods, nothing she’s ever read has prepared her for a world that she knows very little about.
Attacked by a gang of thugs while running an errand for his brother, Cal is in serious trouble until a fierce girl appears out of nowhere to intervene. She chases off three grown men, sparing Cal a brutal beating before disappearing into the night like a spirit. He can’t stop thinking about his mysterious rescuer, and when she turns out to be the weird new girl at school who goes out of her way to avoid him, he can’t contain his curiosity. He’s never met anyone like her before, and the more he learns about the unusual girl who shares his nickname, the more he wants to know. Cal can’t help falling for Cal, but can he keep her from falling victim to a dangerous enemy from her parent’s tragic past?
Girls and motorcycles are what badboy Cal’s life is all about. Brought up in a raucous party house by his biker brother, he’s free to do as he pleases, going through the motions on his final days of high school. Aimless, Cal stopped thinking about his future a long time ago.
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Read 2 Review Smashwords Review by Iris, Read 2 Review The heroine, Caledonia (Cal) is a smart young girl with unique powers to detect aura. She lived all her life secluded from the outside world by her parents. Despite being isolated, she grew up in a contented and happy environment surrounded by nature and her loving parents. However, one day, everything changes when her parents past away in an accident. She blames the accident on anxiety fits that her parents occasionally suffer from due their traumatic past. Being an orphan with nowhere to go, she is sent to live with her aunt and her unseemly boyfriend. There she meets with Calvin (Cal), a boy who shares the same nickname as her. Calvin, a bad boy raised by his biker brother who gives him unlimited freedom spends his life aimlessly while flirting with girls. After being saved by Cal from thugs one night, he is preoccupied with the image of the strange girl that rescued him. Cal is not the usual type of girl he usually goes for but for reasons he cannot comprehend, he feels a strange pull towards her. Despite denying their attraction for each other, sparks starts to fly between them. Cal who was told by her anxious parents to hide her ability reveals her powers to Calvin. Instead of running away in fear and disgust, Calvin vows to protect Cal and stop her from falling prey to an obsessed professor who was the cause of her parents tragic past.
young teenagers like Cal and Calvin who both lost their loved ones. Readers are able to witness and perhaps even empathize with their efforts to cope with their lost and carve a path for themselves. Cal and Calvin may be young but it surely does not mean that they are weak. They are clearly determined and strong enough to protect their future. It is also worth adding that Athena Effect is not purely a romance book with no base and a shallow plot. It has a background story which may also appeal to fans of science fiction. This book is no doubt a promising read which will surely make the readers brimming with anticipation for its second installment as they revisit this book again and again. â€œBecause with a really good book you get something new every time you read it. Because youâ€™re a different person each time.â€? (Caledonia from The Athena Effect, 2012)
This is the first book I read written by this author and from what I can say so far is that I admire its originality and creativity. This story comes with a smooth chronological writing style infused with subtle humor which gives it a good flow. The author wrote it in such a way that the readers can relate with angst and uncertainty faced by http://read2review.com
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Touch me, and bring me to life... How do you move on when you don’t even know where you were going in the first place? The Spirit Stalker is dead and I have finally started to erect my life. But I quickly discover, that just because the structure is built doesn’t mean the foundation is sturdy. As much as I try to manage my abilities, I can’t completely control them. The physical impossibility of the relationship I have with Justice has reached a boiling point; our fundamental problem is my inability to control myself from absorbing his
power, and his fears of touching me because of it. As if that wasn’t deal-breaker enough, a new threat looms on my horizon Darklings. They are grim reapers of the immortal world who surface every five-hundredyears to feed off the souls of magical beings who are weak, aimless, lost; those who have given up and want to move on. They also hunt power. Which means, they’re hunting me. Abandoned by the one person I need the most, I find myself in Melenia’s realm. There, I’m courted by Siberian, a
Read 2 Review dangerous pixie who covets me, hunted by Death personified; all the while hiding my powers and my ancient bloodline. The pixie prince is alluring, and I feel so broken and vulnerable. I know giving in to him means giving myself over to him. But right now, I don’t care. All I want is to feel anything other than the loss and rejection Justice left me with. Anything other than pain. So what do I do when I’m scared to be touched, even though I know it’s the only way to bring my soul back to life? ~*~ Excerpt- Justice’s POV We land right outside the gates of Keelin Castle. Extinguishing ourselves, we descend on the palace. Walking authoritatively, we make our way down the nave-like hallway of the castle to the huge, golden double doors at the end. The throne room. “Are you sure that’s where she’ll be?” Derrin asks snidely. “She might be waiting in her chambers for you.” “Well if she is, she’ll be waiting a while.” “It could be a good way to get some of your frustrations out,” he says boorishly. “There’s more than one way to release frustration,” I threaten him. “Bring it, bitch,” he grabs his crotch, not intimidated at all. Asshole.
I push open the throne room doors, and as expected, we see the pixie queen perched on her throne waiting for us. Emery surveys us as we approach. Both Derrin and I give a small nod in due respect as we reach her, but don’t be deceived, we are the supreme strata. “Your little human has caused quite a stir,” she says evenly, but I can see the danger flashing in her eyes. “She was the one who was attacked,” I quickly defend Liv. “Was she? Or did she bring it on herself?” My look becomes more intense. “What are you talking about?” “My brother has taken quite a liking to her you know,” Emery says randomly. Yes, I’ve noticed. “If your brother knows what’s best for him, he will disappear from her life,” I say through clenched teeth. Or I’ll remove him myself. Emery’s eyes become razor sharp at my comment - she’s realized something. She slips off her throne and stalks down the three slate stairs to the floor where Derrin and I are standing. Like Liv, she is tiny, with long hair blacker than night and almond eyes just like Melenia’s. “What is so special about this human?” she looks up at me, searing the question straight into my soul. “Nothing,” I snap, but Emery knows me. She sees right through my lies.
Read 2 Review Emery’s full attention falls upon Derrin. “Then it will be nothing if I send the royal guard to take care of her, and rid my land of such contaminants.” “Do it, and I will burn this entire realm to the ground,” I growl. Her eyes grow a little wider, but she doesn’t back down from my glare.
“Siberian didn’t give me all the details, but apparently she used her powers on him, and what she did, he described only as provocative.” I clench my jaw. Provocative?
“You love her.”
Images of Liv and Siberian reel through my head. What did she do to him? What did he do to her?
The thought makes me furious.
“You deny it?”
I’ve damaged us so badly; she turned to a threat more dangerous than the Darklings. And the only thing I can do about it is blame myself.
“Yes.” No. “You loved me once,” she says vulnerably. “What we had was never love,” I bite, “just sex.” Ouch. That was harsh, even for me. Emery’s eyebrows crease, and I know I have hurt her deeply. It’s not a lie, I never loved her. We did have an intense physical relationship that included some emotion, but it’s incomparable to what I have with Liv. She backs away from me, shifting her eyes between me and Derrin. Derrin clears his throat. “Not to interrupt this lover’s quarrel,” that I highly enjoy watching, he tells me telepathically, “but what exactly did you mean when you said she brought it on herself?”
“So, is she in trouble?” Derrin goes on. “Is there anything we need to be aware of?” he hints. “Besides you sending the royal guard and Siberian?” Emery contemplates Derrin’s questions for a short second. “Besides Darklings, what else should there be?” She looks over at me as I stand there still-stocked, trying not to give away the anger boiling over in my chest at the thought of Liv and Siberian. “Who is this girl, exactly?” she pries deeper now, and I know we are heading into hazardous territory. “She’s no one you have to be concerned about,” I dodge the question. “We just need to know if you’ve caught wind of any unusual uprisings?” She is simultaneously lost and absolutely intrigued as she stares at me decisively.
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She nods her displeasure with a small, irritated frown. We’ve collected the information we came for, and I’ve had enough of Emery’s probing stares. Surrendering to the ever-present pull drawing me back to Liv, and preparing for the shit-storm I’m sure awaits me once I see her, I turn to leave. “What should I tell my brother?” Emery calls, taunting me. “He wants her.” I turn back and glare at her. “Tell him he couldn’t handle her, even if he got her.” Then I slam the throne room door behind me, the sound echoing throughout the castle. That pixie prick is dead. ~*~ Marissa Carmel has been writing since a young age and although it has always been for personal enjoyment, she finally decided breakout and share her imagination with the world. She hopes that her universe is as fun and intriguing to her readers as it is to her. Marissa Carmel is originally from NJ but moved to Maryland several years ago, she enjoys reading, writing, and catching up on her ever growing DVR library. She is
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Milly Silver R2R: Where did you come up with the idea for your new book? M: In 2010, I was fascinated by states of consciousness, by gifted people who are not neuro-typical, and I was reading 130 novels per year (mostly YA). So the idea of Emily’s story came out of everything swimming around my brain at that time. I was at home, just doing the usual mummy things, when bits of dialogue and scenes began to pop up. I bought myself a notebook and started jotting ideas down. Quickly, before they evaporated. R2R: How did you come up with your characters? M: I knew I wanted a kick-ass female lead who has some issues to work through. I liked the name Emily. I knew I wanted a strong male lead to match
and challenge her. I liked the name Henry. I guess my characters grow organically out of the personality traits I admire/find interesting. They are people I’d be happy to spend time with. R2R: Who did you show your first draft to and why? M: Ha! I showed my first, pretty rough, draft to my close friend, Angela. She reads widely and had started to get into YA. She was the first person I told that I was writing a novel, and she’d been supportive of me all the way along. So I knew she’d be gentle! Even so, I was nervous. As a first time writer, you don’t yet know if you can pull it off. It’s all about blind faith, persistence and working hard at your craft. Then finding cheerleaders who support you on your learning curve.
Read 2 Review R2R: Do you have plans to a follow up? M: Yes, I have started to plot out scenes and an outline of the next series with the same characters. I’m also working on a new YA romantic comedy series called HOTTER THAN HOT which I’m planning to release in April 2013. I also want to write a New Adult romance series. So plenty of work in the pipeline to keep me busy! R2R: What is your favorite movie? M: I’m a real movie addict, so that’s such a tough question. Do I have to choose just one?! Ok, at the moment I’m loving Labyrinth. I love the music, the story and the characters. (I also love The Matrix, The Notebook, Bridesmaids, The Thomas Crown Affair, any John Hughes movie, Woody Allen’s work…. I’ve just been to watch The Life of Pi at the cinema, and LOVED it. Great story. Beautifully made. See? You got me started on movies!) R2R: What do you like to read? M: I’m open to reading anything and everything! I tend to gorge on one genre/author for a while, then need a break and switch to obsessively reading a completely different genre. I mostly read YA, although I have to admit to getting drawn into the whole Fifty Shades whirlwind. ;-)) R2R: Where do you go to escape? M: I absolutely love Cornwall in South West England. Stunning beaches, fab scenery and I’m a big seafood fan. They have some great seafood restaurants. I always feel very relaxed down there, and would love to live near Padstow, writing
away, with a view of a golden-sand beach and blue sea. That’s my happy place! R2R: Do you have any pets? M: Yes, I have two lovely Golden Retrievers called Abby and Anna. They are great friends and sit by my feet while I tap away on my laptop. They are both old ladies now, so they creak a bit when they move! R2R: What advice do you have for aspiring writers? M: Read, read and read some more. In genre, out of genre. Then work hard at learning the craft. It’s a continual learning curve, so be in it for the long haul. Then be brave. Find a supportive friend/writing buddy who will give you gentle but honest feedback. Be passionate about good story-telling. And keep going! R2R: Would you recommend self publishing or main stream publishing for first time novelists? M: Mmm, interesting question. I think a first timer would benefit from understanding the whole process, traditional AND self-pubbing. Then they can make an informed decision about what suits them best. So try querying agents. Learn to keep going through the rejection. Then actively decide to run your own publishing business, which is what self-pubbing is. Push yourself through the learning curve of formatting, cover design, promotion and marketing, helping others, and building your brand. Neither are easy, get-richquick options. But you’ll soon know which route is best for you. Good luck!
Read 2 Review being ripped between parallel universes, Emily is determined to get back to living a normal life. But first Emily has to join forces with the mysterious Gifted & Talented set and the darkly beautiful Henry Seadon. And survive. Killing the Misery-Makers who get in their way is a necessary evil. INTO THE DARK SERIES #1-4 by Milly Silver is a YA fantasy romance series. It's a story of family, love, loss, and being uniquely gifted.
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Love the fast-paced action in The Hunger Games Trilogy? Want to relive the romance of The Twilight Saga? This new Young Adult series is for you! "The only three people in the world who I truly loved were my best friend, Ben, my Uncle Spencer and his fiancee, Irene. I am now grateful for what I didn't know on that sunny afternoon. One of them would soon be lost to me. The other two, I was destined to kill without hesitation or remorse. It wasn't premeditated. It was what needed to be done.
Milly Silver in her own words: I'm the British author of the exciting YA series INTO THE DARK #1-4 and a brand-new YA romantic comedy series, HOTTER THAN HOT #1-4 due for release in April 2013. I love writing YA love & romance, YA action & adventure, YA fantasy and YA sci fi. You know? All the great stuff you love! I live with my family in Cheshire, in the UK. I'm currently writing my next series, and eating my own body weight in KitKat Chunkies. You can contact Milly at the following places:
So I did it." Success means love. Failure a death sentence. When seventeen-year-old Oxford student Emily Baxter steps forward to become part of the search and rescue team for her kidnapped family member, she sees it as her last chance to put things right. Despite her seizures and
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The love of a good owner is hard to find. Starling envied the easy life of pets…until she became one. Kidnapped from Earth and sold to the highest bidder, she now belongs to an alien king. But she doesn’t want to be his pampered possession. She wants Bekion to see her as an independent woman with needs and desires of her own. Only deviants break the laws barring sexual relations between owners and their pets, and King Bekion has no intention of succumbing to simple lust. But the long nights with Starling’s lush body pressed tight against his take a toll. Her strength and intelligence make it difficult for Bekion to remember Starling is human—and forbidden. He knows it isn’t right but he can’t stop thinking of
his pet and all the pleasure he could give her, even if it costs him his crown. Excerpt: Without thinking, he started moving his hand over her body. She shifted and made a small mewing noise. That drew his attention to his motions. With a sly smile, he moved his hand with purpose and passed it over her breasts. Starling shifted. Bekion trailed his fingertips around the small bud that had appeared under the fabric of Starling’s clothing. She shifted again, moving toward his hand. A soft moan escaped her lips.
Read 2 Review As invitations went, he liked the way hers sounded. He unbuttoned her dress enough to slip his hand underneath and caressed her bare skin. The contact made her startled. Her eyes snapped open. “Did you sleep well?” he asked in a soft voice. He didn’t stop the movements of his fingers and noticed Starling relaxing once more. “Yes, I did. I was having the most interesting dream.” She looked down at his hand. “Now I see why. What are you doing?” He hefted the tablet. “An export-import report. They always bore me. However, I’ve found a way to aid my concentration.” He tweaked her nipple and then moved his hand to her other breast. “You know that’s not what I was asking.” “Oh, this?” He wiggled his fingers. Starling’s breathing quickened and she bowed her back a little, pressing her breast into his hand. “I had the sudden urge to pet you in hopes that some of your relaxation would flow into me. That is what pets are for, isn’t it?” “This isn’t petting.” She pushed at his hand. “It’s also not allowed. We talked about this, Bekion.” “You’re right.” She breathed a sigh. She sounded so relieved.
“That isn’t petting.” He moved his hand down her chest to her belly and back. “This is.” When he moved his hand down again, he unfastened more of the buttons that ran the length of her dress, bearing her body to her upper thighs. With slow motions, he stroked from the tops of her legs to her bellybutton. Starling squeezed her thighs together. At the same time, she twisted to the side, ready to jump off the couch. Bekion pressed against her stomach, holding her in place. She shifted and squirmed, trying to dislodge him. “We talked about this. Stop.” “I am petting you. You cannot expect me to own a pet I cannot touch.” “That’s not what you’re doing and you know it.” He leaned over her. “And what am I doing, pretty pet?” She shivered when he smoothed his hand up her body and cupped one of her breasts. He moved a single finger back and forth over her nipple. He wanted to take it into his mouth. His tongue remembered how soft and responsive that little bud could be. “Bekion, please,” Starling whispered in a breathy voice. “I plan to please you right now.” He set aside the tablet and gave her his full attention, staring down at her with a hungry gaze.
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Explore your dark desires. Lie back and relax and listen to the wind howling outside your window as you read these stories in the flickering light of a candle, the absinthe you’re sipping warming your body like the caressing touch of a lover’s fingers… The supernatural - it has always evoked excited shivers, both fearful and sexual whilst Gothic literature is ever popular. Red Velvet and Absinthe offers readers a collection of unique and original stories that conjure up the atmospheric and romantic spirit of the Gothic masters and mistresses, but takes things further by adding a generous dosage of eroticism to the brew. Full of paranormal thrills and chills, this is the ultimate erotic romance! Features a special foreword from bestselling author Kelley Armstrong.
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Country girl Cali has been kept a secret her entire life, raised in isolation by two very troubled people. Despite her parent’s disturbing fits, Cal is perfectly content, living at one with the nature that surrounds her, and finding adventure inside the pages of her beloved books. When an awful tragedy tears her away from her remote cabin in the woods, nothing she’s ever read has prepared her for a world that she knows very little about. Girls and motorcycles are what bad-boy Cal’s life is all about. Brought up in a raucous party house by his biker brother, he’s free to do as he pleases, going through the motions on his final days of high school. Aimless, Cal stopped thinking about his future a long time ago. Attacked by a gang of thugs while running an errand for his brother, Cal is in serious trouble until a fierce girl appears out of nowhere to intervene. She chases off three grown men, sparing Cal a brutal beating before disappearing
into the night like a spirit. He can’t stop thinking about his mysterious rescuer, and when she turns out to be the weird new girl at school who goes out of her way to avoid him, he can’t contain his curiosity. He’s never met anyone like her before, and the more he learns about the unusual girl who shares his nickname, the more he wants to know. Cal can’t help falling for Cal, but can he keep her from falling victim to a dangerous enemy from her parent’s tragic past?
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Her amazing eyes flew open wide with surprise, but she did not pull away, so he turned to wrap his arms around her, pulling her up against him. His kiss deepened, and then she was drowning in the sensation of his lips, his tongue, and his breath mingling with hers. She could see why all the other girls liked it so much. He reached up to caress her cheek and rake his fingers through her hair, flooding her senses with the most delicious red she’d ever tasted. Her knees buckled, and he dropped his hands to her waist, steadying her and bringing her closer at the same time. When their lips finally parted they were both panting. He pressed his cheek to hers, “Whoa,” he whispered into her ear. Purchase Links: Amazon UK Amazon USA Barnes & Noble iTunes Kobo http://read2review.com
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Exploring New York City, she secretly hopes that this landmark event will free her from her grief and unlock a future as wonderful as the life she had lost with Robertâ€™s passing.
A year after losing her husband, her high school sweetheart and the love of her life to cancer, Janie Anderson embarks on a once-in-a-lifetime trip to New York City. Trying to escape the oppressive loss and hopelessness of a life without him, Janie sets off on the adventure she has dreamed about since she was a little girl.
After a series of embarrassing encounters with a man in a dark grey suit during the flight, Janie wonders if this trip might be more than she bargained for. At 42, she is much too young to spend the rest of her days as a lonely widow, but is resolved to the fact that, like lightning, a love like that of her first marriage rarely strikes twice. When she accepts his invitation to dinner that evening, Janie is terrified at the realization that sheâ€™s actually attracted to him. The handsome and wealthy Matt Lathem is sexy as hell, but, as Janie comes to realize, has baggage of his own. Can they help to heal each
Read 2 Review other in time to realize that a second chance at love is within their grasp? ‘First Class to New York’ is a contemporary, adult romance novel. Purchase Links: Amazon UK Amazon USA About A.J Harmon: AJ grew up in Perth, Western Australia. She is the third of six children and her first exposure to romance was her parents. Now married for almost 55 years, they have always been her example when working on her own marriage and parenting skills. Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters and Georgette Heyer, were the writers she grew to love in adolescence and still loves now. Her list of favorite authors now has grown to include, not only historical but also contemporary authors as well. Sadly, she doesn’t have as much time to indulge in novels as much as she would like. Her family and now writing her own novels, keeps her very busy, but you will always find a book on her nightstand. Other hobbies include cooking, one her favorite television shows is The Next Iron Chef on Food Network, and traveling, the UK and the Caribbean her favorite places to visit. She and her husband of 28 years, reside on the west coast of the USA and have two grown children, making them empty-nesters, and recently adopted a rescued puppy, Max, from the local humane society.
Review by Kate I came across First Class To New York in January; bless my Kindle Paperwhite for bringing this piece of pure brilliance into my life. This book brought me to tears twice. Once after a very powerful shower scene in the middle of the book and again at the end. This is by no means a bad thing. I always say if a book has the power to do this to me then it’s a winner. The lead character Matt Latham reminded me so very much of someone and this intensified the story big style. I also saw so much of myself in Janie, except for the widow and children bit. It was almost like AJ Harmon reached into my heart and mind and laid not only me but my ideal man down in the pages of this book. I loved the way that New York was written, it was so easy to picture and this added again to the flow of the book. It took me just a very short time to read this book and I have already downloaded the second part to this story which I will be starting tonight. I need more of this story, I need to know what happens and I need to know if this will end the way I want it too. I will be devastated if it doesn’t. If you haven’t read this book then please go and get it today. You will not be disappointed and I think you too will find yourselves falling for this wonderful love story. I give First Class To New York a breath taking 5/5 – however if I could score it higher I would have done without a second thought.
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This is about a young woman's self-discovery. Selene is a 'success story', having become a top journalist, while retaining her dazzling looks. However, in the past she has had unhappy relationships, and feels she has missed out on hedonistic fun. This she obtains, firstly with a young stranger on a beach, and finally with enigmatic Hudson: tryst is preceded by cultural tourism, and careful sizing up of minds. Afterwards Selene returns to her 'I stand on my own' attitude. While she is on holiday, her mind is free to ramble, often into Selene's chequered past. Flashback blurs into the present, past-rooted interior monologue into direct observation. The dialogue is sparse. Selene is a cautious,
premeditative type, in whom thought, reflection and analysis outweigh direct action. Seleneâ€™s subtle, monitoring mind coolly observes and controls all the events. Maybe she is super-confident, or perhaps has a deep, underlying insecurity. She is many things to many readers. Excerpt: Here, she was on a beach, pure and simple. Now the sea breathed heavily, whispering and murmuring to her. It was returning her stare, speaking to her. It was the spirit of love, beckoning her with a pulsing, sinewy body. In all its lines, shades, and fleeting forms,
Read 2 Review Selene saw the essence of pure beauty, all grace of form, flesh, limb and feature. It was in one all the lovers of whom she could possibly dream, conflated into one elemental ideal. He, pure love in soul, bade her enter his domain, and make it hers. His arms moved her hands to unclasp, unbutton, and unzip . . . the blossom emerged. The sun became the eye of all that was not earth, and Selene loved fully, though the pallor of her skin left her momentarily abashed. At first she lay in the tide's path, the top of her head at its most extreme mark. The sand bank a soft bed. The sea lover smoothly caressed her calves, thighs, hips, breasts, shoulders, and cheeks before retreating for a pause to his mossy pinnacles. Three times this action was repeated, then Selene stood up and waded in, her arms outstretched. Her arms were linked as she stood up to her neck in the saline flow, the balls and heels of her feet wobbling, slithering on the moss. With the next wave, she lost her balance â€“ her breath prepared in unison with the hissing around her. She threw her head back, once again horizontal, and launched into a backstroke, sweeping and circling. She parted her legs wide with each thrust of motion, each sweep of self-propulsion pushing out to answer the cavernous currents of his passion. Seven circles gave her a delicious, warm bliss â€“ then the sea lover, well pleased, carried her back to a near-dry bed. Aching and contented, Selene dozed a while.
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Turkey, the Raw Guide Have you ever wondered what it’s really like to pitch your tent in a foreign field, particularly a Muslim one? Guidebooks and travelogues only go so far. To get a real feel, you need to ask someone who’s been there, done that and bought all the fake designer tshirts. When Jack and Liam, moved to Turkey nothing could prepare them for what was to come – heatstroke, frostbite, biblical floods, Byzantine red tape, lazy censorship, blackouts, bugs from Hell, rancid drains, lunatic drivers, dirty politics, spring-loaded waiters, jaw-dropping sunsets, kindness, generosity and acceptance. Excerpt: Act One: Turks and Turkey
In the Beginning - Friday, October 8, 2010 In the beginning there was work and work was God. After thirty-five years in the business, the endless predictability made me question the Faith. Liam, on the other hand, was neither bored nor unchallenged but routinely subjected to the ephemeral demands of a capricious boss, a soft and warm Christmas tree fairy with a soul of granite – Lucifer in lace. He feared for his tenure. I feared for his mental health. It was the 30th May 2009, Liam’s 48th birthday, and we were enjoying a romantic meal in Soho. As the booze flowed the conversation turned to ‘What if?’ and so began our Great Adventure.
Read 2 Review We began to hatch an audacious plot to step off the treadmill and migrate to the sun. Turkey sprang instantly to mind since we had just returned from Bodrum, a chic and cosmopolitan kind of place attracting serious Turkish cash, social nonconformists and relatively few discount tourists. Liam loved it and, after many years visiting the western shores of Anatolia, I needed no convincing. All I had to do was sell my house just as property prices were in free fall. All Liam had to do was agree a financial settlement with his ex on their jointly-owned property. Thus far, that particularly knotty problem had proved more difficult to resolve than the ArabIsraeli conflict. Against all the odds, I sold my house and its contents to a God-send of a neighbour and, after some emotional horse-trading, Liam finally achieved a reasonable settlement on his own property. Implausibly, we both secured voluntary redundancy from work. In my case, it happened with such indecent haste that I sensed they were glad to be rid of me. Well, the axe man was stalking the Town Hall corridors looking for prey. It mattered little since it all added to the purse. Our remarkable run of luck convinced us that someone was looking down kindly upon us. Liam attributed it to the Virgin Mary. We turned our attention to where in Turkey we might settle. The obvious choice was the narrow western coastal strip tucked beneath the vast Anatolian Plateau, the area most attuned to European sensibilities. Turkey beyond this was the genuine article, a magical land of sweeping landscapes, drenched in drama and culture but far too foreign and exotic for a couple of mature, bourgeois, gay boys from the Smoke. Bodrum was the bookie’s favourite, an urbane, liberal oasis
where we could live safely and unmolested. We briefly entertained the notion of living in Kaş on the Turkuaz Coast. We had honeymooned there and fallen under its captivating spell. The sparkling Bohemian jewel was surrounded by a pristine hinterland and had mercifully been spared the worst excesses of mass tourism. Its glorious isolation was also its downfall. The resort was protected by a wilting two hour drive from the nearest international airport, was effectively closed out of season and lacked those dull but essential full time services we all need to live in the material world: banks, supermarkets, hospitals and the like. We cast our eyes along the map. The coast running south-east of Kaş towards Alanya has been colonised by the Germans and Russians and the string of major resorts running north – Fethiye, Marmaris, Altinkum and Kuşadası – attracted legions of bargain basement Brits. It was no surprise that the odds on favourite won by a mile. Bedlam in Bodrum - Saturday, April 02, 2011 We took a sunny dolly ride to Bodrum to see how the ambitious townscape transformation was progressing. Much has been done since our last inspection but there’s still much to do and very little time before the start of the season. As work progresses, the grand plan is becoming clear. Sort of. Tired crazy-paving is being replaced by topnotch slabs and the marina road is being narrowed to a single lane, providing a broad costa-style esplanade to saunter along on balmy summer evenings. Nuisance parking will be banished and pestering from the hassle bars should be better controlled. It’s looking good. The start of the season approaches ominously. A legion of swarthy lads with sweaty vests and rusty tools has been drafted in from the east in a frantic rush to
Read 2 Review complete the work. Early bird visitors have already landed, mainly the elderly Teutonic type topped and tailed in straw hats and socked sandals. They waddle through the unexpected rubble in bemusement. Bedlam in Berlin? Unheard of. Finished by Easter? Not a hope. Tick Tock - Friday, September 23, 2011 Liam has become increasingly alarmed at the pendulosity of my neatly pruned testiculaire. It's a long hot summer and without the provision of a support hose, gravity has taken its toll. I could run a grandfather clock with 'em. Caveat Emptor - Friday, November 18, 2011 Liam and I love living in our little stone cottage tucked away in the middle of old Bodrum Town. Not even a perilous spark, a sieve-like roof, heat exhaustion or frostbite have put us off. Our neighbours are a joy and the locals are warm, welcoming and obliging. We rent and are thankful for the freedom this gives us. We’ve been released from the notion of owning a property that Brits nurture in the womb. For some, the dream can turn sour. For years, people buying property abroad have fallen foul of unscrupulous builders, vendors, agents or officials. Some of the stories are enough to make you weep, particularly when the unsuspecting lose their shirts in a single dodgy deal. Sadly, it’s a phenomenon which afflicts many nations of the world, not just Turkey, and the laws which protect such people vary from country to country. I was recently contacted by an emigrey who is fronting a campaign for change in Turkey. He points out that while it is quite possible to purchase property here successfully, there are too many
examples of people getting a rough ride. He's not alone in this view. The Turkish press is littered with examples of scams and only last year, police raided the Central Tapu (property deeds) Office in Bodrum. Of course, fraud can afflict all buyers, foreign and Turkish alike. But for foreigners, coming to grips with the complexities of unfamiliar property law in a foreign land can be a daunting task. Not to mention an emotional one. Wherever you are willing to splash out, in Turkey or elsewhere, it clearly makes sense to do your homework. Do everything you can to understand the buying process, get good legal advice, don’t be tempted by cost-cutting shortcuts and don’t dish the dosh unless you are absolutely sure that everything is above board. Let’s face it, that’s exactly what you’d do in your own country so why lose your head (and possibly your life savings) when abroad? If it looks too good to be true, the chances are it is. There are plenty of people around who can offer good advice. Turkey is a fabulous and seductive country to live in or invest in. Dreams really can come true if you do it right and the authorities play their part too. But, if you are one of the thousands of Brits thinking of splashing out on a Turkish bargain, do so at your peril. Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell Wednesday March 28, 2012 Auntie Beeb recently ran an article about gays in the military, not in America this time, but in our foster home. It makes comical reading. For young gay Turks to receive their pink exemption slip (I prefer lilac myself) they have to prove their perversion with photographic evidence. Got a few holiday snaps of you being bummed on the beach in Bodrum? Now, young
Read 2 Review man, it only counts if you’re Martha not Arthur. The next best thing is a photograph of you in a frock and slingbacks. Anything floral by Laura Ashley will do. It’s all about a cock in a shock frock. After all those wasted years of navel gazing by the horrified higher echelons of the British armed forces, gay and lesbian Britons are now allowed to serve their country. People who know a great deal more than I do about these things say this has had absolutely no detrimental effect on the operational efficiency of Her Maj’s army, air force or navy (well, it’s always been rum and bum in the navy). Military failure is reserved for hapless politicians who send our brave boys (and girls) out to fight wars they can’t win. Let’s face it, when it came to periods of genuine national emergency (like a world war), no one cared less where you put it. We were all cannon fodder back then. Unless you were Quentin Crisp, of course. The Cult of Atatürk - Wednesday, August 08, 2012 Now we’ve returned to Blighty I feel safe enough to comment on a subject that is taboo in my former foster home: the cult of Atatürk. Mustapha Kemal was undoubtedly an inspirational military and political leader who saved the Ottoman heartlands from the territorial ambitions of the victorious powers following the Great War. The Italians, French, British and Greeks all wanted to pick over the bones of the moribund empire and punish the Sultan for backing the wrong horse. There were scores to settle. Atatürk saw off the pack of hyenas and established a secular Turkish Republic mostly shorn of its imperial lands and within more defensible borders. His post war reforms dragged the country into the 20th Century. He achieved all
this through the sheer strength of his towering personality and resolute single mindedness. Yes, he was a dictator, in the age of the great dictators (I mean ‘great’ in the powerful sense, obviously), but his rule was progressive and transformational. His avowed legacy was to establish a just and secular society based on the rule of Law and gender equality. I wonder, therefore, what he would make of the personality cult that has developed around his memory following his death. I wonder if he would approve of the laws that ban even the mildest criticism of him and require his image to be prominently displayed everywhere? What would he make of monumental scale of his mausoleum and the thousands of grand statues that adorn every town square? I wonder? About the Author Jack Scott was born on a British army base in Canterbury, England, in 1960 and spent part of his childhood in Malaysia as a ‘forces brat.' At the age of eighteen and determined to dodge further education, Jack became a shop boy on Chelsea’s trendy King’s Road: ‘Days on the tills and nights on the tiles’ were the best probation for a young gay man about town. After two carefree years, Jack swapped sales for security and got a proper job with a pension attached. By his late forties, passionately dissatisfied with suburban life and middle management, he and his Civil Partner, Liam, abandoned the sanctuary of liberal London for an uncertain future in Turkey. In 2010, Jack started an irreverent blog about their new lives and called it ‘Perking the Pansies.’ The name came in the night and it stuck. Against the odds and quite by surprise, Perking the Pansies grew into one of the most
Read 2 Review popular English Language blogs in Turkey, attracting an international audience, the attention of the Turkish national press and hatching the biography, ‘Perking the Pansies, Jack and Liam move to Turkey.’ Jack raised a satirical mirror. Sometimes the reflection was funny, sometimes it was sad, and sometimes it was plain ugly. Jack’s witterings struck a global chord because expats are expats wherever they pitch up. The book became a critically acclaimed, award-winning best seller and its success has opened up a whole new career for Jack as an author. After four years, Jack and Liam ended their Anatolian adventure and paddled back to Britain on the evening tide. They currently live in Norwich, a beautiful cathedral city in eastern England. Jack Scott is now on a Turkey roll. He has released the best of the blog as a two part e-book, ‘Turkey, the Raw Guide’ and ‘Turkey, Surviving the Expats.’ The uncensored director's cut includes previously unpublished material together with solid advice about the extra-ordinary land that Jack and Liam called home for four years. Jack likes to be functional as well as decorative. Now that the mini-series is on the virtual shelf, Jack is concentrating on writing the equal sequel to the biography; it will tie up the fraying loose ends and wrap up the story – a bitter-sweet, tragi-comic conclusion to a hard core, soft-centred tale. For more information about Jack and his titles, please check out his website, Jack Scott and his blog, Perking the Pansies.
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Like every other writer I know, I'm an avid reader. So avid, in fact, that I have to rely on libraries to feed my reading habit. I do purchase books; from my local bookstores, from Amazon for my Kindle, from local writers at book talks, and I even occasionally buy used books online. But with a reading habit that averages four books a week, the bulk of the books I read come from libraries. I'm addicted to libraries. I've got four different library cards from four different library systems. Three are in Santa Cruz County, California, where I live. The other is from the Hawaii State Library System. I lived in Honolulu as a teenager, return home often to visit my mother, and get nervous when I don't have anything new to read. So I considered the $25 fee charged to out of state residents for a library card to be a
great investment. I've spent countless hours in the various libraries browsing, doing research, looking for information on specific subjects, or just looking for interesting novels to read. Most of my library visits have been to the various branches of Santa Cruz County Public Library System, which has six different branches within a 5mile radius from my home. So I was thrilled when the head of the system's acquisitions department bought four copies of my novel, Playing the Genetic Lottery for its collection last month. The buyer warned me that it would take some time to get my book cataloged, processed, and put onto the shelves. In other words, be patient. So I've patiently been checking the library catalog on-line at least once a week. Today I struck gold.
Read 2 Review I logged in and discovered all four copies had been made available to borrowers at four separate branches. Even more exciting to me was that fact that three of them had already been checked out. I'm very happy about that because, as a writer, I want my work to be read. Sure I'd prefer it if each reader purchased their own copy of my book, but as a new and relatively unknown novelist, I'm always looking for ways to get the word out about Playing the Genetic Lottery. Word of mouth is the best form of advertising I've found, and the more people who read my novel, means there are likely going to be more people talking about it. And as a longtime library patron, I'm proud to have my latest book on the library shelves for others in my community to enjoy. About Terri Morgan: Terri Morgan is a book junkie and freelance writer from Soquel California. She reads at least 3 books a week, and gets nervous if she doesn't have new reading material available. When not reading, she is often found writing. Over the past three decades, her work has appeared in hundreds of different magazines, newspapers, newsletters and on websites. The author of 4 non-fiction books for young adults, and the coauthor of four additional non-fiction volumes, Terri released her first novel, Playing the Genetic Lottery, as an ebook in late 2011 and the paperback version in 2012.
Playing The Genetic Lottery Caitlin Kane knows more about the impact of schizophrenia than most people could imagine. Both her parents were afflicted with the devastating mental illness, a disease that tends to run in families, and Caitlin and her brother grew up trying to navigate the chaos of living with two schizophrenics. Her tumultuous childhood left Caitlin determined to forge a peaceful and serene life for herself. Now 32, she is living her dream. Married to her best friend, she and her husband are raising two bright young children in the suburbs of Seattle. While her unusual upbringing has left Caitlin with emotional scars, she enjoys the love and support of her extended family and her challenging career as a pediatric nurse. But no matter how hard she tries, she can't shake the obsessive fear that the family illness will strike again, robbing her of her mind or stealing away the sanity of one or both of her children. Purchase Links: Website Amazon UK
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“....This novel is action packed, filled with not only deceit and conspiracy but love and devotion, all existing in juxtaposition. It is an amazing read that will not disappoint...” Andrea on Goodreads (The Blake Soul) Josh Blake wakes up to the sound of the chilling scream echoing inside his head. His childhood nightmares are haunting him again. But why return now after all those years of oblivion? He sets out to investigate and he changes the natural course of events, rewriting destiny and creating a whole new world for himself and for those around him. His turbulent childhood mingles with the present, unveiling the deep insecurities that lurk behind his polished exterior of fame, glory and wealth. The Blake Soul is a gripping, emotional love story which violently collides with family feuds, guilt, betrayal and revenge. Purchase links: Amazon UK
Amazon USA Excerpt: He had no trouble finding the right bench hidden behind the oak tree and he settled down for a quiet read. ‘His father’ would eventually sit on that very bench. All Josh had to do was to wait patiently. He was halfway through the book when the girl he had seen in the bookstore walked past him and sat on a bench some distance away. He was surprised as this was not the usual place a girl would pass through or even sit by herself, unless she was a working girl looking for her next client, but she didn’t look like she was. He observed her from a distance and he could feel that inexplicable aura pulling
Read 2 Review him towards her hypnotising presence. But she wasn’t his type at all. The plain tight jeans and black modest shirt she wore looked fetching on her but they did not scream out wealth, glamour or sophistication....things his circle of acquaintances usually possessed in abundance. She was unaware of his close scrutiny, in fact she seemed totally oblivious to her surroundings as she lost herself in her own private thoughts. She finally sighed sadly and rummaged through her bag. She conjured up the book she had presumably just bought from the bookstore and a stethoscope peeped out of her bag.
could not move for the door. He heard footsteps echoing outside in the hallway. A key turned in the lock and the sound reverberated around the macabre room. Josh was relieved, whoever had come would be able to help him get out of there.
“So she’s a little doctor,” Josh murmured under his breath.
Three men filed in but no one seemed to see him standing there rooted to the centre of the room. In fact they just walked right through him. It was as if his mind was present in that morgue but his body was still sitting on that bench in that park. He must be having one of his weird vivid dreams where he was transported to this tertiary world where only his mind existed. But why the morgue?
She kept yawning and rubbing her eyes and after some time she abandoned her book and leaned her head against the bench, immediately nodding off to sleep. She had naively let her guard down. How could she possibly sleep in such a perilous environment? She looked so fragile and vulnerable. He felt this irresistible urge to watch over her and he decided that he would only go home after she left the park. Josh continued to stare at her as the wind played with her curls and rustled the overhanging leaves. He suddenly felt his surroundings shift and change……
He turned his attention on the three men. One had a white coat and was obviously the pathologist in charge of the morgue. The other two men must be poor distraught relatives identifying their dead. The first man was on the point of collapse. He was a bear-like huge giant over six feet three inches tall. There was that tiny ray of hope in his warm bear cub brown eyes, but that hope was brutally crushed as the pathologist removed the sheet covering the body they had gathered round to see. The giant fell to his knees, howling in pain.
.....He was sucked into this cold room which was bare except for the twenty or so trolleys lining the walls. These were covered with crisp white sheets and Josh could see equally pale white feet exposed at the foot of each trolley. There was a label attached to each big toe. With a start Josh realised that he was in a city morgue. He felt panic rise deep within him and he frantically looked for a way out of the room but he
The other man did not dare look, his worst fears confirmed by his friend’s reaction. He had been completely dwarfed by the giant as they entered the room, but Josh now turned all his attention on him. He was almost six feet tall with a slender build and was immaculately dressed in an expensive and stylish navy blue suit and tie. There was deep anguish and guilt in his blue eyes as he nervously ran a hand
Read 2 Review through his fair straight hair. He took a deep breath and slowly moved forward, and he fell weeping bitterly on the corpse’s hand as he slipped a diamond ring through her finger. The giant looked up and the tame weeping bear turned into a vicious wild animal as he tore the ring from her finger and threw it across the room. He slammed his fist into the fair-haired man’s face and roared. “You have killed my baby sister. How dare you defile her body with your ring? She loved you and you betrayed her. She would never have left if you had not gone sneaking off to your lover, her best friend. I swear that you will pay for this if it’s the last thing I’ll do.” The pathologist called security and the struggling men were dragged out of the room. The corpse was left uncovered. Josh looked at the woman’s face. A vast ache descended like a cold mist over his heart. His mind rebelled against his vision. He knew that the girl from the bookshop was still sleeping on the bench just opposite him; his body which he had left behind in the park could still sense her presence. Yet here she was, lying lifeless and beautiful, her long brown curls fanning her pale face. He looked at the open wound on her forehead and at her battered and bruised body, and he too wept bitterly…… But the dream suddenly fragmented and changed........... He was now in this large department store and he could see himself waiting patiently on a sofa. He could hear Rita, his personal shopping assistant talking somewhere in the distance. What was
he doing waiting there? He abhorred shopping, Rita usually did that and delivered everything straight to his door and he always approved of her choice of clothes. But yet that Josh was happy to be there waiting. Rita emerged from the changing room, followed closely by the girl from the bookstore. She was alive and well, her face all smiles. The big plaster covering the right side of her forehead did nothing to diminish her innocent appeal, if anything it made her more alluring. Josh looked at her wild curls tumbling down her face and his eyes travelled down her new clinging black dress; her revealing neckline, her tiny waist and her curvy hips hugged closely by the sheer fine fabric. He swallowed hard as he eyed her perfectly shaped legs. He thought of the long slender legs of the women he usually slept with, but all he wanted was this tiny and fragile porcelain doll. He could love no other after he had seen her. “Josh, do you like the dress since you are paying for it?” Rita asked, breaking into his silent appraisal. He cleared his dry throat, “Your tastes are impeccable as always, but you must admit you did have an easy job tonight because anything will look good on this young lady. Even my ridiculously large jacket looked appealing on her.” He smiled as he got up to leave. “We will be back for the rest of her clothes. In the meantime we can go and have something to eat.” Rita grabbed his arm, “You are not going yet. You have to change that bloodstained shirt first.”
Read 2 Review “I hate shopping and I have already waited for more than fifteen minutes whilst you two swooned on every dress in the department. I’m really hungry now and the dirty shirt will have to stay.” Josh laughed as he bent down to kiss the older woman on her cheek, he was used to her fussing over him. But Rita blocked his way with determination, “No client of mine is going to take such a nice young lady to dinner looking like that. So if you are hungry you had better choose the colour fast.” Josh sighed and asked the girl to pick a colour. She laughed and asked for blue. “What is it with women and shopping and the right clothes anyway?” he grumbled as he started to unbutton his stained shirt. He flung it carelessly on the sofa and glanced at the girl. She was blushing heavily as she flicked her curls away from her rose-red face. For crying out loud, he just took off his shirt and nothing else and she was not an innocent teenager but a doctor and she must have seen thousands of patients undress before her, so why the bright beetroot colour? “I’m sorry about your shirt....and your watch. I will pay for everything when I get my new credit cards,” she was mumbling as she closely examined her toes. “Do you really think that I am that bothered about my shirt or anything else? Just forget about it, you don’t have to pay me for anything,” Josh said. And he quickly buttoned up his new blue shirt....
the opposite bench and the wind was still playing gently with her long curls as they flew across her perfectly shaped face. He rubbed his throbbing head. What had just happened to him? Reviews: “...The Blake Soul got me hooked from the very first page. I had planned to read just a couple of chapters for an hour, before I knew it, I was half way through the book at 4am!....” Claire on Amazon.uk “...My heart begins to beat faster just thinking about this book... the story is so intense, it is on the edge of your seat writing.... it has romance, suspense, drama it is just a roller coaster of emotions. A truly exciting, devastating, mysterious, chilling thriller....” Readerorwriter on Amazon.uk
About IC Camilleri: IC Camilleri is a medical doctor living in the UK. Medicine and writing are her passion. The Blake series is her first published work. They can be classified as paranormal romances and thrillers. Each book can be read as a stand-alone but suggested order of reading; The Blake Soul and The Blake Curse.
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“...I have just finished the Blake Curse and I am gutted! Can't remember the last book that I enjoyed so much....” Wenyschief on Amazon.uk Ben Blake, an eighteen year old British Intelligence agent brimming with gifts; intellectual genius, striking appearance, impeccable acting skills and a heightened sixth sense... gifts that all guarantee the success of his first undercover assignment. He effortlessly infiltrates university life in Cambridge and befriends Cathy, the daughter of billionaire Edward Carter, one of the most influential and politically secure titans of the time.
The Blake Curse is all about heartrending choices, fast paced suspense and that faith in the thread of human goodness.
Samantha Black, known as the elusive and exquisitely petite Sam. She rises from the ashes and battles her dark legacy. Her cryptic past and deep secrets become firmly intertwined with Ben’s investigations, shredding his carefully thought out plan to bits.
Ben smiled at Sam as he entered the room, but his attempt was rewarded with a murderous frown. At least there was a reaction, if she couldn’t care less she would have kept a neutral expression. He joined his brother at the back of the lecture room. His eyes kept wandering towards her as he closely studied her profile. She was listening intently to the boring aging anatomy professor whose droning voice was putting everyone else to sleep.
Jake Snell, the young rugged Earl of Yorkley, the enigma, the rogue full of vices....but possessing abundant resourcefulness, creativity and determination. He is Ben’s only lifeline in this treacherous game.
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Ben looked around the classroom. His brother was flicking small rolled up
Read 2 Review pieces of paper at all the girls in his vicinity and he was awarded with sweet smiles. His Italian looks were definitely working in his favour. Jake was nervously wringing his pen as if he wanted to strangle it. He kept throwing angry but fond glances at Sam as he fidgeted in his seat. Ben began to unwillingly slip into that third dimension.... ....Jake frantically ran over the puddles along the river bank on that fateful stormy night. He was soaked to the skin and crying bitterly as he fiercely clutched a cardboard box under his arm. He stopped by Sam’s barge and desperately banged on her door. “Sam, please forgive me. I’m sorry. Open up please Sam. It’s important.” But the door remained firmly shut. Jake crouched down in pain as he continued to rattle the door and beg, “Please forgive me. Please open up for the sake of our past. I’ve got no one to turn to. I really need you, Sam. Please help me.” She hesitantly opened the door..... She looked ghastly. Her eyes were all red and puffed up and her lower lip was swollen and blue. There were angry bruises covering her arms and neck. She just stood there at the door. Jake picked himself up and stepped inside, slowly closing the door behind him. He looked at her battered face. He was in deep agony. “I’m sor....”but he never finished the sentence. She reached up on her toes and viciously slapped his face. “How could you Jake? I could understand you.....but Rick too? Why Jake? I must have said sorry a thousand times now. Why can’t you ever forgive me?”
Jake walked past her and put the cardboard box on her table. He sank down on the chair and wiped his tears on his soaking sleeve but he could not stop the downpour. “I wanted something really strong to forget what I did tonight. I wanted to ....fade away and....die. I had nothing at home so I went to Carter’s. He wasn’t there and I snooped around the hiding places I had designed for him in his office....and instead I found that box. Look inside Sam.” Sam quickly opened the box and rummaged through the contents. She spotted the lock of dark hair tied with a humble rubber band. She recognised the colour and texture and she kissed it lovingly. She picked one of the photos and clasped her mouth in horror and hastily put the lid back on. What was inside was too evil to expose. She stood before Jake who was sitting forwards clutching his head in desperation. “Jake,” she whispered. He looked up, took her hand and pulled her towards him. She slid straight into his arms, hugging his head against her chest as he clung desperately to her waist. He wept like a newborn infant ....and so did she. “I’m sorry Jake,” she finally said as she cupped his face in her hands and wiped his tears away. She started to kiss him urgently, their lips moulding together perfectly. She peeled his soaking t-shirt off his head. “I’m sorry for our childhood. I’m sorry for doing nothing to help you,” she continued to kiss him hungrily as she ran her hand up his badly scarred back. “And most of all I’m sorry for what I did to you. Forgive me Jake.”She started to unbutton her shirt. He cleared his throat and stopped her hands.
Read 2 Review “Let’s not go down that route again, being together just for comfort, just to ease the pain of the things going on around us. Please Sam, you know that I want something more than that. I want your heart ...and soul. I always have.” He stood up and put his drenched t-shirt on again. He knew what he had to do. “Sam, I have to go. I’m going to leave the box here with you. You will be safe because no one would even think that I would run to you for help… but don’t open the door to anyone. I’ll come back for you, I promise,” “You said that in the forest a long time ago and you would never have made it back if I .....”She stopped, of course he wouldn’t remember that. “Don’t go Jake. We will tackle this together like we used to do. There must be someone we could trust.” “I know Carter well. There is no one we can trust.” And he opened the door and slipped into the darkness. She paced around the room like a restless tiger. “Nick will help,” she finally said as she put on her thin cardigan. She shoved the box in her rucksack hoping that it would not be too late for Jake…… …but it was. Sam was dressed in black as she slowly crossed the Earl’s spacious hall. She looked up at the portraits of all the countesses that had graced the mansion through time. Her heels clicked on the marble floor until she stopped in front of an open, carved, wooden coffin. Jake had found his peace. He was no longer angry with the world around him. He was no longer in pain. Someone had clothed him in an elegant blue suit and tie. He would have hated that. He would have hated his neatly combed
hair even more. She reached down and loosened his tie and ruffled up his hair as she bent down and kissed his cold lips. She collapsed on him, crying and clinging to his stiff, white hands, “You promised Jake. You promised that you would never leave me.” Ben saw himself, the Ben in that dimension, run across the hall. He took her into his arms and held her trembling body close to him for a very long time….. …….Then he was in a crowded hall. Years must have passed because his hair had turned grey at the temples. He now saw himself comforting his elder sister, Emma, Nick’s twin. She too was crying as she held on to her third Oscar. The tall, six foot, stunning and beautiful Emma, so much like him and his father, with her raven black hair and dark eyes and the only one who had followed in her father’s footsteps winning Oscar after Oscar and limitless fame and glory. “What is it Emma?” “This should never have been my life. Something is missing. You once told me that my future shifts and changes from day to day. Why did that happen to me? I wanted beautiful children like you and Sam have. I wanted my true soul mate, someone for whom I could willingly give up all this fame and glory. This is all worthless to me.” She let the Oscar slip through her fingers and its bang echoed around the crowded room…..but as was always the case with Emma, everything changed and shifted around again… ….She linked her arm through her brother’s as she laughed and led him into the Earl’s spacious hall. She
Read 2 Review stopped in front of her newly made portrait. “Do you like it Ben?” “Gosh, it makes all the other countesses pale in comparison. I bet they are all turning in their graves with envy. You have added a touch of dark exotic beauty to their otherwise plain and boring ancestry line. The Earl must be pleased with the new addition gracing his hall. Does he come to stare at it every night?” “No, why should he? He has the real thing right beside him in his bed.”
“...Phew, undercover work, love, intrigue, intuition, futures that shift and change like the patterns in a kaleidoscope - this book has the lot. I don't think I've ever read anything quite like it....” Flick on Amazon.uk
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“I can never thank you enough, Ben. You made all this possible for me. I really have everything in my life now.”
IC Camilleri is a medical doctor living in the UK. Medicine and writing are her passion. The Blake series is her first published work. They can be classified as paranormal romances and thrillers. Each book can be read as a stand-alone but suggested order of reading; The Blake Soul and The Blake Curse.
“But you never won your Oscars.”
“No I didn’t but I wouldn’t change a thing......”
He turned round to face her beaming smile. He had never seen her so happy.
Ben came back to the classroom. Nothing had changed; Nick was still flicking papers at girls, Jake still restlessly wringing his pen, and Sam still listening intently as the boring professor rambled on and on. Reviews: “....The Blake Curse is quite unlike anything I have read before..... The characters are deep and multidimensional; each one seems to have many secrets and hidden layers...” Andrea on Goodreads.
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