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Saturday, August 31, 2013

THE INHERITANCE (Part 1) Review

Debut author Olivia Mayfield presents a thrilling and sexy new serial about seductive money, deadly secrets, and fatal attractions…

The Inheritance, Part I
The Will

Maggie Willings knew that returning home for her estranged grandfather’s funeral would not be easy, but she never expected the reading of his will to be the most difficult part. The four people named in the will—Maggie, her brother Robert, her ex-boyfriend Andrew, and her grandfather’s far-too-young girlfriend Bethany—are given a challenge: find out the truth about what happened to Maggie’s younger sister Cassandra, who vanished over eight years ago, and win the entirety of the estate.


Maggie is thrown by the strange request, reluctant to drag up painful memories of her sister’s disappearance, and bothered by her lingering attraction to Andrew, who wants to team up to solve the mystery. But there are ten million dollars on the line and Maggie has no idea where to start—or who she’ll be able to trust.



Review 
4 out of 5 Stars

So this would be the first serial I have ever read. I had received an email from the publisher asking me to read it in exchange for a review, I read the synopsis and thought "HEY WHY NOT". I am soo glad I did. The Inheritance draws you in from page 1. When the reading of the will takes place and they are given the challenge to find out what happened to Cassandra  in order to receive the FULL amount of his estate (approximately 10 million dollars) I think my jaw just about hit the floor. If the challenge was not enough to keep you interested we also have the mystery of Cassandras disappearance, how can we not wonder how a happy 16 year old  just vanished into think air. Okay so maybe your still not interested ( I HAVE TO WONDER WHY NOT) lets get into the relationships of the 3 other than Maggie who are given this opportunity

Robert (Maggies Brother)
Drinks more then he has money for
Sketchy as all hell
Andrew (Maggies Ex Boyfriend)
broke her heart
Still affects her
wants to work with her?
HOT HOT HOT
Beth (Maggies Ex best Friend)
Gold Digger
was having an affair with gramps
definitely hiding something

The story is told from Maggies POV she is left wondering who she can trust, if she will even be able to find out anything new on a case that has been cold for 8 long years. Dredging up memories that to some are better left forgotten.  But how can she not want to find out what happened to her sister after all these years? Money isn't only her only motivator, peace of mind and helping fulfill her grandfathers last wish are.  The mystery and suspense in The Inheritance are done very well, timing was excellent, and for such a short book you get a lot of information (but you don't feel overloaded). I personally can not wait to see what it is going to happen not only between the 4 characters, but what has become of the missing sister. 



About the Author

Olivia Mayfield has been an unabashed fan of romance since she was a young teen, secretly devouring her mom’s Harlequins. She has a bachelor’s degree in Creative Writing, as well as a Master’s degree in English, and lives with her family in Ohio. In her free time, she loves reading, shopping, wearing absurdly high-heeled boots, cheesecake, singing karaoke, and harassing her friends.

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Finally able to get off the plane, I sat until the initial rush of people had passed, then grabbed my carry on from above and exited. Letting out a sigh, I entered the boarding area and looked around for my mother’s bright red hair. Not seeing her, I looked down at my phone and turned off airplane mode, seeing a text message pop up as I regained service.
“Looking for me?”
Son of a…
At the deep voice, shock and irritation flooded through me. Turning to my right, my eyes landed on Stefan Pierce standing there with his hands in his pockets, the scowl on his face at odds with the gleam in his dark blue eyes. I couldn’t tell if he was happy to see me or royally ticked off. Probably the latter, since he’d no doubt been wrangled into coming to pick me up from the airport.
I, on the other hand, would be having a nice long chat with my mother when I got home.
“Nope, I wasn’t. I guess I’m gonna be renting a car since the person who was supposed to pick me up didn’t show.”
Now it was his turn to be shocked and I had to hold back a smile as his mouth dropped open just a little. Before he could say anything, I started to walk away, heading toward baggage claim.
“Didn’t you bother to check your text messages? Or did you just assume nothing ever changes?”
I stopped abruptly and whirled around. “Wow, you’re a bright one aren’t you? When would you have liked me to check my messages, on the airplane? Perhaps you didn’t notice I was looking down at my phone about to do that very thing when you said ‘looking for me’ so arrogantly?”
He blinked. “I wasn’t —”
“Yeah, you were. Now get lost.”

Author bio & links:
C.S. Janey is a big fan of romance - writing and reading. Born in the USA, she is the mother of one, currently spends her days writing, reading, attending college to receive her BBA in Accounting, and protecting her son from himself as he pretends that he is a superhero.


"Surrender To You" is her first contemporary adult romance novel. Intended to be the first of a series, the story can be enjoyed as a stand alone. She also has many other works in progress and hopes to share them with the world soon.



Look for Grace's love story in the future, along with Yvette's.



To keep an eye out for those stories, as well as other exciting information, connect with the author at the locations below - and follow to stay up to date!



Friday, August 30, 2013

Stay With Me Blog Tour


New Adult/Contemporary Romance - recommended for ages 17 and up.

With one look, I’m his . . .

With one touch, he’s mine . . .

With one kiss, it changes everything between us . . .

I’ve been famous since I can remember. Singing, acting, dancing—I’ve done it all. The tabloids cover my every move, but I don’t want that anymore. I want to be normal, whatever that is.

When I leave Hollywood for college in Vermont, I’m on my own for the first time in my life. This is my chance to figure out who I am and what I want in life.

But it’s a lot harder than I expected. I can’t escape my image. Classes are difficult, and I’m struggling. And then there’s Caleb Fox.

Sexy, intriguing Caleb Fox.

Caleb is the one man who doesn’t want to use me. He breaks down my walls. He challenges me. He wants me. And I just don’t know if I can give him the same—or if he’ll stick around when he finds out my shameful secret that the tabloids haven’t managed to uncover.

Dating him is risky enough, but loving him could break me.

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Review RATING: 4 stars
First off the cover is totally gorgeous!! I really enjoyed reading this book, the idea of a famous girl trying to go to college and be normal. To top it all off this book was written in a celebrity's point of view (lol and who does not want to be a celebrity?) so there's Hailey  who receives all sorts of attention, even the bad kind like when her BIG SECRET is revealed for all the world to see. Then there's Caleb, he's so damn sexy, sweet and romantic and he treats her like a normal person. Together with Caleb she sees and does things her famous career would never have permitted. A story of amazing love and  friendship. Not to forget this book was steamy as hell!!(which I absolutely loved)!



Review by Ramsha Rehan


  Excerpt
I drop the blackberry into his hand, and then reach for another one. I pop it into my mouth, and the sweet tartness of the berry floods my taste buds.

Caleb still hasn’t eaten his.

I raise an eyebrow. “Not eating yours?”

“No, it’s . . .” He takes a deep breath, his gaze fastening on my mouth. “It’s just, you have something right there.”

Great. Just great. I’m dribbling blackberry juice in front of a guy I find really attractive, sexy, irresistible, but totally shouldn’t. God, what is wrong with me?

I lick my mouth. “All gone?”

“Still there,” he says, his voice gruffer than before.

I do another pass at my mouth, then wipe it.

“No, you’re missing it.” Then he steps closer to me, and I suddenly can’t find my breath. “Here. Let me.”

His thumb dabs at the corner of my mouth, his every touch sending sparks through my body. His dark, dark green eyes fly to mine. “I think I got it all.”

But his thumb stays near my lips, and I don’t move.

Every point in my body is tuned to this, awareness shooting through me like a lightning bolt striking water. I feel more alive in this moment than I’ve ever felt before.

I don’t do anything but stay exactly where I am. 

Caleb takes another step toward me. His legs touch mine, his body brushing lightly against mine.

I notice the blackberry is still in his hand. “You still haven’t eaten yours.”

“I haven’t.” He places it against my mouth. “Bite.”

I take a small taste and feel the juice stain my lips.

His thumb swipes over my lips, smearing the juice onto them even more. He presses the rest of the blackberry against me but doesn’t say a word. I take the fruit in my mouth, my lips catching over the tip of his index finger as I do so. The taste of him is all I can savor—male, the salt from his skin, and the sweet bitterness of the fruit. His gaze locks onto mine, and I swallow heavily.

“You’ve got berry on you,” he says.

I try to be arch, but my voice comes out soft and wanting. “That’s becauseyou did it.”

“I did,” he admits. “I should take if off then.”

My breath hitches in my chest as his other arm slides around my waist and pulls me away from the island right to him.

“This might take a while,” he says.

I heaved out an exaggerated sigh of boredom that’s soon ruined when I shiver with delight as his fingers gather in the material of the t-shirt. “I guess I’ll just have to close my eyes and suffer through it.”

“No suffering,” he promises.

His hand slides up my back, and my muscles, already tightened with awareness, start to ache from wanting. His fingers skate up my neck, and my nerves jangle.

I’m suddenly wondering if he’s ever going to kiss me.

I stretch my hand over his chest, knotting his shirt in my grasp, and yank him to me. “Caleb.”

He lowers his head to me, and my eyelids flutter closed. I lean toward him, waiting—just waiting—for when he touches me. I tighten my hold on him, trying to urge him to do it now, but no, he doesn’t heed my unspoken demands. He doesn’t hurry. He doesn’t rush. It’s like he has all the time in the world until he kisses me.

His finger gently swipes over my mouth, tracing it softly, like he’s memorizing the shape of me. Like he’s trying to get all the details of my mouth down before he claims me. He presses lightly against my lower lip, dipping into the soft plumpness there.

I smooth my hands out on his chest. I’m pressed against him so tight that I can’t do more than reach up and grasp his shoulders. I want to slide my fingers through his hair.

But more than that, I want to feel him against me.

Almost as if he’s heard my thoughts, Caleb’s lips lightly press against the corner of my mouth, where he removed the berry stain only a few moments ago. I still, and his hand leaves my neck to slide down to rest at the small of my back before moving back up in a slow movement that has pleasure coursing through my body. I gasp, and his mouth flutters another kiss at the corner. Brief, these flutter kisses—never quite landing fully on my lips or staying too long.

I make a sound of want. I press even closer, as if I’m inking myself on his skin, in his blood, urging this patient, sexy man to take my mouth—to take it now.

He doesn’t.

His mouth finally touches mine, but it’s not a kiss that claims or declares intent.

He gives.

His lips give kisses upon mine, like rain watering parched land. His mouth moves against mine, gentle, strong, and it makes me cling to him, to give more to him, to open up in ways I never have with any man before.

His teeth catch on my lower lip, lightly tugging, as if asking a question, one that I answer by opening my mouth and letting him in. His tongue slides against me, tasting, seeking. He’s all I know, all I want to know, and I want him to know me in every possible way.

This might just be lust, but it doesn’t feel like it—not with this assured gentleness, this giving of a kiss, like he’s waited all his life for this—for me—and now that I’m here, he’s not going to do anything to mess it up.

He doesn’t make me feel weak in his kiss. I feel strong, treasured . . . desired.

His kiss turns hotter, as if he’s losing control of himself.

Oh yes, I think. Lose control, Caleb. Lose it with me.

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Author bio:

Elyssa Patrick writes sexy, emotional contemporary romances and New Adult. She is currently working on her next novel. 


Elyssa Patricks Favorite Things

Color: Blue

Movie: Gone With the Wind

Animal: Dogs.

Book: Heart of Obsidian by Nalini Singh and Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell

Song: Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley (and I always include this song in all my playlists for my books, no matter what!)

Food: Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate. And cupcakes.

Vacation Destination: I’d love to go to Paris, Ireland, and Australia one day.

Play: Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare and The Phantom of the Opera for Broadway musical.

Television Show: So many, but some of my faves are: The Vampire Diaries, Arrow, Parks & Rec, Downton Abbey, and The Walking Dead.

City: London, Burlington, and my hometown.

Astrological Sign: Virgo! (My own sign.)

Career Option: Romance and New Adult author. J

Smell: Freshly baked cookies, the ocean, vanilla, and chocolate.

Season: Summer.

Holiday: Halloween—all that candy!

Day: Saturday

Gift: Books!

Disney cartoon: Belle

Muppet: Cookie Monster

Dessert: Anything chocolate. J


Playlist for STAY WITH ME
1     Someone Like You - Adele

2     Gravity – Sara Bareilles
3     Starry, Starry Night – Don McLean
4     Dancing Queen - ABBA
5     Catch My Breath - Kelly Clarkson 
6     Make You Feel My Love - Kris Allen
7     Hallelujah – Jeff Buckley
8     Everything I Do I Do It For You – Bryan Adams
9     Falling Softly – from the Broadway musical, Once
10   My Life Would Suck Without You – Kelly Clarkson
11   Something – George Harrison
12   To Show Me Your Love – Mike Schmid (this is the song that plays in the book trailer)




Grand Prize Giveaway 
$50 Amazon Giftcard
1-Digital Copy of Stay With Me
1-Digital Copy of As You Wish

1-Digital Copy of One Hit Wonder


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Finding Home Cover reveal

1013-Finding-Home_1400 Synopsis: Moody, atmospheric, and just a little bit punk, Finding Home takes contemporary YA to a new level of grit... When Amy’s mum dies, the last thing she expects is to be kicked off her dad’s music tour all the way to her Aunt Lou in a depressing hole of a seaside town. But it’s okay — Amy learned how to cope with the best, and soon finds a hard-drinking, party-loving crowd to help ease the pain. The only solace is her music class, but even there she can’t seem to keep it together, sabotaging her grade and her one chance at a meaningful relationship. It takes a hard truth from her only friend before Amy realises that she has to come to terms with her past, before she destroys her future.
Finding Home, Lauren K McKellar's debut novel, is coming October 1, 2013. Add it to goodreads today.
Excerpt:
‘Look, I have to go. Can we talk about this later?’ Dad was asking Mum. Joe had shut the door behind him, and it was a good thing he did too, because when Dad had finished speaking, Mum picked up an empty bottle of Grey Goose vodka and threw it at his head. She missed, missed by a mile, but that didn’t stop the bottle hitting the wall behind him and shattering into thousands of tiny pieces. ‘Jesus!’ Dad exclaimed. He turned around, surveying the damage. ‘Oh, look what I did! Can’t have clean-cut Stevie D trashing the green room. People might talk!’ Mum’s voice dripped with sarcasm. It sounded hoarse, no doubt a result of the hours she’d spent alternating between crying and screaming up until now.
‘Even if this was our bloody lounge room, I would still be furious! You can’t just throw s**t like that.’
‘I’ll throw whatever I want to throw!’ Mum yelled. ‘You’re so uptight.’ She walked up to Dad and put her hands on his shoulders, shaking them. ‘Give up this stupid dream already.’ ‘And do what? I can’t afford your habits any other way. If I don’t sing, you have to get a job.’ Dad shook his head. I inched around behind them and started to pick up the pieces of glass. They were all different sizes, and some had gotten stuck in the carpet. They required a bit of twisting to retrieve, but the others I could pick up with ease and place in my hand. ‘What do you want me to do? I don’t have any skills. And there’s clearly only one thing you think I’m good at these days,’ Mum said, leering. She pulled at her top, exposing her décolletage. I focused on the glass again. I counted each piece in my hand. Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight. On the fortieth piece, a shard broke through my skin, spilling bright red blood. Funny. I hadn’t thought my skin would be so thin. ‘Amy, you’re hurt!’ Mum pushed past Dad and came to kneel next to me. ‘What are you doing?’ She knocked my hand with her own, and the pieces of glass flew up into the air and landed back on the floor. All my efforts — ruined. ‘Let me see,’ Dad said.
‘Get the hell away from her!’ Mum yelled, raising her voice again.
‘Do we have to do this in front of Amy?’ Dad asked. I felt them turn to look at me. Did they think I hadn’t heard? That the fights they’d been having all day in the adjacent hotel room hadn’t resonated with a hatred that travelled through walls? ‘Please don’t,’ was all I could say. But it was enough. Dad left the room, and Mum tended to my hand, spilling some vodka to cleanse it before wrapping it in a spare t-shirt. ‘I’m sorry, baby,’ Mum whispered to me. ‘I promise, things are going to get better.’ Only they didn’t. They got much, much worse.
Find Lauren McKellar: laurenkmckellar Website: http://laurenkmckellar.com/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/laurenkmckellar Facebook: https://facebook.com/laurenkatemckellar profilewebsite

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Good Release Day Blitz



Cadence Miller is a good girl. She just happens to make one terrible mistake her junior year in high school which costs her ten months in juvenile detention. Now a senior, she’s lost everything: her best friend, the trust of her parents, driving privileges, Internet access. It’s a lonely existence.

But there is one bright spot: Mark Connelly, her very cute, very off-limits 28-year-old calculus teacher. She falls hard for him—a ridiculous schoolgirl crush headed nowhere. She can’t help it. He’s the only good thing at Crestview High. She doesn’t expect him to reciprocate her feelings. How inappropriate, right? But he does. And he shows her.

And that’s when her life goes from bad to good.


Good is Book 1 in the Too Good Series

Do you know that moment where you can lose it all? I spent most of Good waiting for that moment to come. Getting into a relationship with your teacher is never a smart choice, but sometimes its GOOD. I don;t want you to think this is anything like that "other" book where a girl gets involved with her teacher which is a perfectly good book, just Good is nothing like that.  Candace made ONE mistake 

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and now her parents have her under lock and key. This is where Candace grated on my nerves a wee bit, I mean don't get me wrong she is 17 so i totally understand her response but at the same time I'm a parent and can understand her being kept on a short leash THAT IS NOT TO SAY I agree with how her parents started acting and speaking towards her.  And when Avery a girl at school offers Candace an offer to GOOD to refuse she takes her up on it so she can start to have some freedom which she so desperately craves.  photo tumblr_mghd4x4Hqi1rjxfbno1_r2_500_zpsc9e642ce.gif

This is about the time all the innocent (bordering on inappropriate)  little gestures Mark has been making start to take a much "Friendlier" turn. 
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The relationship is not always easy, what relationship between a grown 28 year old man and still somewhat immature 17/18 year old is. I have to say after reading Going Under by S. Walden is was already sold on her writing hook line and sinker, I will blindly buy anything she puts out and she solidified that feeling with Good.  This is a tricky subject to try to tell a story about, it could go wrong so easily. Teacher/Student relationships are beyond taboo but Walden does such a remarkable job in Good that there were moments I forgot Mark was even her teacher, he was exactly what she needed, and possible she was also exactly what he needed.  Then all of sudden BAM out of no where stuff goes down and me and Candace are all

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Which leaves me all (Though I was this way the entire book)

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and then I was all

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And then BAM HAPPY BUBBLE BURST and I'm left 
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and then WTH at her DAD like really WTF!!
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And then the end, I was totally not expecting a CLIFFHANGER!! Ok maybe not exactly a cliffhanger but a moment that will leave you dying to know what will happen next!!

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I'm seriously DYING to know what is going to happen next!! DYING!! But for reals S. Walden I can give you nothing but MAD PROPS for this books it is 
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Sometimes there is nothing to do but

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So do I think you should read Good?
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About S. Walden
S. Walden used to teach English before making the best decision of her life by becoming a full-time writer. She lives in Georgia with her very supportive husband who prefers physics textbooks over fiction and has a difficult time understanding why her characters must have personality flaws. She is wary of small children, so she has a Westie instead. Her dreams include raising chickens and owning and operating a beachside inn on the Gulf Coast (chickens included). When she's not writing, she's thinking about it.
She loves her fans and loves to hear from them. Email her at swaldenauthor@hotmail.com and follow her blog at http://swaldenauthor.blogspot.comwhere you can get up-to-date information on her current projects.
Twitter: @swaldenauthor


Promo Sale

Three days only on Amazon! S. Walden is dropping the price of ALL OF HER BOOKS (including GOOD) to only .99¢ on Amazon to help celebrate the release of Good during the Release Day Blitz from August 27 - 29!





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    • Grand Prize: SIGNED paperback of Good by S. Walden & $25 Amazon Giftcard
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