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Summary- After graduating from high school early, twenty-year-old Philippe Bergeron spent the past several years lost among the stars while fishing off the New England coast. A shoulder injury ends his dream of living reclusively on the water, and he finds himself lost among the bright lights of New York City. His older brother, Henri, has asked Philippe to chaperone his seventeen-year-old niece, Sophie, on her tours of the city’s legendary dance programs.

Sophie meets with professional dancer and choreographer, Dario Pereira, to prepare a routine for her college auditions. Dario s cool perfection and immaculate style contrast with Philippe s awkward scruffiness, but it wakes desires Philippe thought he d left behind. When the attraction is surprisingly returned, Dario s confidence won t let Philippe remain invisible. Unsure but curious, Philippe relaxes his rule of isolation, and as the summer progresses, his relationship with Dario leads him to a surprising discovery of his submissive sexual tendencies and a greater sense of self-awareness.

Tragedy threatens to destroy the connections Philippe has made and forces him to retreat into the shadows of his past, far from the radiance of Dario s love. Ultimately, he must decide if it is time to stop hiding and set himself free.

Why- Okay, okay. Pure cover lust. A LGBT novel with an amazing novel like that? It’s like a straight person cover on an gay novel (you know what I mean). I wanna read this one.

Blog Tour- Written In Blood by Elaina Lee

Romantic Suspense
Date Published: Jan 1, 2011 (Re-published June 2014

Written in Blood: A dark and sensual, award winning, romantic suspense.

Lyndi Crisdean is assigned one of the hardest cases in her career as a defense attorney. A serial murder case. Investigating is Alek Trevian, the lead investigator for the district attorney, and a handsome and supremely dangerous man. Lyndi finds herself in over her head when she chooses desire for Alek over common sense. If they’re caught, Lyndi will lose everything she’s worked for. Circumstances beyond her control pull her toward Alek, for he turns out to be the only one who can help when threats start to mount against her.

Lyndi may be the key Alek needs to bring down a murderous cult running loose in his city. When her beach house is broken into and a man begins to tail Lyndi, Alek can’t help but reason Lyndi may be next on the cult’s hitlist. The question is, will he discover the identity of the cult, keep her safe, and still win the case against the serial killer she’s defending, all while losing a battle against the strong, untamable desire she alone ignites within him?

EXCERPT

Black hair framed his face and hung down just past his collar. Her fingers twitched at her side, gripping her purse tighter. What she wouldn’t give to find out if his hair was as soft as it looked under the pale lighting. With a quick shake of her head, she snapped out of her reverie. Coming here had been a mistake. Sin, like the man walking toward her, didn’t need another invitation to her front door.

Before she could change her mind, she turned away from him and headed toward the entrance. The door to freedom seemed much farther than she remembered. She reached out; her fingers touched smooth wood. A cool, fresh breeze brushed the flushed skin of her face, beckoning her. She didn’t make the night wait. She burst out onto the sidewalk, sucking in air to calm her raging pulse. What was wrong with her? For whatever reason, though, something about that man had told her to run and not look back.

Hair flitted across her face, and she pushed the stray locks away. Home was only fifteen minutes from here. Shouldering her purse once again, she turned and started in the direction of her apartment building.

“Miss.” A deep, smooth voice sounded from behind her.

Lyndi froze. Did she really want to look? Biting her lower lip, she glanced over her shoulder. Mr. Wickedly Handsome’s lips twitched in what she figured must have been his equivalent of a smile.

“Do we know each other?” she asked, turning to face him.

“Are you alone tonight?”

“Listen… I don’t know you, and I’m not going to answer that question, so have a good evening.”

When she tried to turn away, his hand caressed her upper arm. Gentle and confusing, the touch left her too mystified to protest when he stepped closer. Leaning down, he whispered against her mouth, “Trust me when I say, you know me.”

His warm breath brushed across her lips, sending a wave of heat to the pit of her stomach. Every muscle in her body wanted to move closer, wanted the distraction she knew that mouth could offer. But despite her earlier thoughts, losing herself in a man wasn’t something she could afford right now.

Steeling herself against the tingle of desire he created, Lyndi lifted her gaze to his shadowed eyes. “You’re wrong and must have mistaken me for someone else.”

A small smile curled along his lips; his fingers grazed along her jaw. Her breath caught in her throat, and she swallowed the whimper forming in her throat. “I know exactly who you are, Ms. Crisdean. You are unmistakable.”

Elaina Lee

I’m Elaina Lee, romance writer. Since given an assignment in the 6th grade to write a fantasy story, I knew writing was a passion I’d never be able to do without. From that moment on my imagination took flight. Over the years I’ve written everything from the Dark Ages to Science Fiction, all with romantic elements, of course ;-).

As a mother of two boys, a kindergartner and high schooler, life is never boring in my house! When I’m not keeping a little one out of trouble, or trying to keep my sanity as a boy migrates into a man, I write. I’m very fortunate to have met my remarkable husband who has supported and encouraged my dreams of being an author since the day we met.

Thanks for taking the time to learn about me!

Website: http://www.elainalee.com/

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Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Elaina-Lee/e/B00M21C1VQ

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Wishlist Wednesday #47

Summary- For thousands of years, Death walked behind the dark veil of the living, waiting to ferry the dead. That is, until the day that Death took a life for pleasure rather than duty. On that day, the first Reaper fell to Earth. Now, Reapers live among us, craving the taste of death, forcing them to kill to satisfy their immortal hunger.

Giles Reid fell more than 300 years ago starving for the taste of death, only to find himself drowning in a sea of the living and blinded by a hunger that forces him to kill. In the centuries since his fall he has tried to be more human, desperate to live a life that makes up for what he is and the wrong he has done. Driven by his guilt over killing, he has chosen to feed only on evil; humans that have never been a threat to him but who are always a danger to others. That is, until the day he tries to feed on a human as strong, fast and cunning as himself; a human who, it turns out, has been hunting him. Now he is being pursued by the very evil he has fed on for centuries, embroiled in a deadly cat-and-mouse game, where friends and other Reapers connected to him are simply pawns on a chessboard waiting to be sacrificed. Giles is left with a choice, save the life of the women he loves, the daughter of his mentor, or betray her for his own survival.

To save the woman he loves, Giles will have to be the monster he is.

Why- Love the cover + description. Author seemed nice when I talked to him on twitter.

Blog Tour-Teasing Hands by Elena M. Reyes

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Synopsis

The hands kneading my flesh into submission are strong, yet gentle. Rough yet tender. His talented fingers dig deep into my naked flesh applying the perfect amount of pressure, bending me to his will.

His will which now entices me and burns itself into my every pore, ruining me for any other’s touch—but his. Once a stubborn and independent woman, I find myself wanting to submit; to give him all that I am and power over everything I can be with his guidance.

Camden Daniels has a voice full of sin built to destroy my mental walls. The dulcet sonnet of his tone controls my resolve with but a single utterance from his lips:

“Undress for me.”

Genre Erotica/ Contemporary Romance

Expected Publication Date September 17th 2014

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Excerpt

Prologue

“Undress for me.”

That was all he said. No preamble or false pretense concerning what we were—I was—here for. It was all for pleasure. A fuck. He would never offer me more than that.

The sad part was that I now craved that illusive even more: a relationship with all the benefits that came with being owned by Camden. Too bad for me, it would never come to be, and that was a reality I’d come to accept. Decisions had been made.

With a small nod, I acknowledged his command, then disrobed before him. A shot of melancholy raced through me while the standard-issue spa robe fell to my feet. Today would more than likely be the last time I entered this room and served him my body. No longer would his hands squeeze and mold my pliant flesh.

My heart stuttered at that thought. Was he going to let me leave this room as just another client, the session having come to an end? Or would he stop me?

Camden’s feet came into view, bare and perfect. Just like the rest of him. My gaze traveled upward to the soft white linen pants he wore whenever I was in his space. They were threadbare, almost nonexistent, and indecent. The sweetest of tortures for me. His cock was thick and hard, pressing at the thin fabric and doing nothing to hide his size or the drops of liquid visibly seeping through the engorged head of his shaft. It twitched under the heat of my gaze, and I licked my lips. How could he be so beautiful? Be everything I never knew I wanted, but now desperately needed?

He isn’t yours. Those three words brought things back into perspective. I would be strong. Had to be …

“Look at me.” His voice; fuck him and the things they did to me. “Please, gatita.”

My eyes snapped up and met his, which looked tortured and desperate. “I need you here with me, not miles away. You know the rules.”

Rules. Funny.

The snort that escaped me wasn’t cute. It wasn’t meant to be. “Which rules are you referring to? The ones that protect you from loving me?”

“Amanda, please let’s not ruin our time—”

I ignored his bullshit and continued to push. “Or are you referring to the ones that make me feel like nothing but a dirty little secret? Like I’m your whore?”

Camden’s nostrils flared and his fists clenched at his sides. “Don’t you fucking ever—”

“Or what?” I laughed bitterly. There was no going back for us.

“Fuck, little girl.” He growled and reached out to grab my arm, but I was quicker and pulled back.

I moved until my back hit the wall; the space between us gave me just enough breathing room to get my point across. “Don’t,” I begged. My voice was hoarse from having to keep my emotions under control. “Don’t feed me your lies or excuses. It is what it is. I’m the client and you, my masseuse. Just do what you’re being paid to do.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Camden stalked forward, lithe, like a jungle cat trapping his prey. “Is this because of what happened at Rage?”

I didn’t answer and looked away. Seeing him there, with her of all people, had crushed me.

“You know nothing happened, gatita. I would’ve told you if it had.” He caged me in then, hands on the wall to either side of my head. There was no escaping his perfection when he was this close. “You can’t go all jealous on me and throw a tantrum when I don’t belong to you.”

His words stung, yet they were just what I’d come to expect from him. What I needed to hear to cut the emotional ties that held me his captive. “That goes both ways, you know?”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” The rumble in his chest made my knees feel weak.

“Exactly what it states. I am not yours to hold onto anymore.”

Camden banged his fist once against the wall before pulling away. He was too possessive of what he didn’t want to own.

“Amanda…I can’t.”

“Neither can I,” I added in a remorseful whisper, then pulled myself off the wall.

My feet carried me over to the bed in the center of the room, but before I laid down on the cold surface, I walked over to my purse and pulled out a pair of panties. It wasn’t much in the way of coverage, but my point had been made clear. Camden’s normally clear, blue eyes were stormy, flickering from mine to my legs, and the physical representation of the invisible wall I was erecting between us. He stayed silent as he stared at me. It was better this way. Hurt less.

Lying down, I grabbed the plain white sheet he kept for show on the small table next to the bed and pulled it over my lower half. The weight of his stare made my movements jerky. Thick tension surrounded me. His eyes burned me.

“There’s somewhere I need to be within the next hour.” My low tone sounded like a loud wail inside the small sanctuary, a room where opulence and soothing music played in the background. This space was meant to be warm, relaxing, and what others used to forget their worldly troubles. To let go.

For me, though, it was a different kind of release that came with each session. I now yearned for what his fingers could make me do. The way he tore pleasure from my body without asking permission. None was ever needed. Camden conquered and dominated my body.

Only he could give me what I craved, both mentally and physically. The way those masterful hands rubbed and extricated my troubles, attracting my naturally submissive sensuality to come forward and play, was all Camden.

His hand reached out and grabbed the sheet covering me. He fisted the thin material in his hands but didn’t touch me, and I felt the scorching waves of heat which rolled off his body.

“Where do you have to be, Amanda?” His question came out as a low rumble, animalistic and hypnotic. “Its off-season, and you don’t have practice.”

I shrugged and closed my eyes. “None of your business.”

“The fuck it isn’t,” he all but snarled and pulled the sheet from my body. “Where the hell are you going?”

“To finally move on.” They were the wrong choice of words; I knew they would be the moment they passed my lips.

“Never.”

One word was all he gave me before his hands flipped me over and his mouth took possession of mine. Camden’s kiss told me everything he couldn’t.

That I was his.

He wasn’t letting me go.

It also said he knew I was aware of his ownership over my person. The same way he acknowledged my submission to his male dominance. There was no other person for either of us, yet he wouldn’t give in to me.

Sadly, between his bullshit excuses and client non-fraternization rules, all I would ever be was Amanda Brooks to him. The daughter of a city council member, a women’s college basketball player, and a client.

It killed me to accept what had been plain to see, when all I wanted was to forever be his sweet little gatita.

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About the Author

Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would. As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.

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Wishlist Wednesday #46

Summary- In Ring of Steel, award-winning historian Alexander Watson draws on extensive archival research to explain the First World War from the perspectives of the nations that started, and lost, the war: Germany and Austria-Hungary.

Convinced by their governments that they were entering a necessary and defensive war, the people of the Central Powers fully committed to the cause. But as the Central Powers expanded their ambitions, military losses mounted, and hunger and hardship beset the homefront, doubts set in. Plunging morale sapped the Central Powers’ war effort, as political leaders lost the support of the populations they relied on to prosecute and support the protracted conflict. When the war ended, the shattered states that remained were marked by an unbridgeable division between the people and their leaders, a poisonous situation that would eventually lead to another, even more cataclysmic war.

A major re-evaluation of a misunderstood war, Ring of Steel is essential reading for anyone seeking to understand the last century of European history.

Why- It’s a WW1 book!! Weeeee!!!

Blog Tour-Origin by Emilia I. Rutigliano

Contemporary / Women’s Fiction
Date Published:February 14, 2014

Alexandra Kamin is everywoman. At 42, she has a loving family, terrific children, a great career with a superlative income, a gorgeous face with a terrific figure, and a loving boyfriend. Most impressive is that she is in complete control of every ambit of her life.

Where do you go when you are at the top?

ORIGIN takes you back to the beginning… the beginning of Alexandra’s life in America, the beginning of the truest of love affairs, and the beginning of an entrepreneurial life. Through a series of flashbacks and conversations, Alexandra explains every nuance that made this beautiful family a dynasty that you want to root for.

Schooling, work, child rearing, and family affairs are all under Alexandra’s Order are all accounted for as the years go by. GNO, love affairs and the truest of loyalties are best second time around.

Excerpt

“NIIIIICCCCEEEE!” Alexandra bellowed stepping into the “apartment.” This was really something.

“You’re impressed?” The svelte blonde laughed, allowing Alexandra to walk through and take it all in.

“Had I known it would be like this, I would have admitted myself into a psychiatric facility a long time ago!” Alex was making conversation. Her mind was too busy assessing the place.

She was standing in a two-story duplex. It was a “New” building, on the West side of New York City overlooking the Hudson River. The building was entirely made of glass. Inside the apartment, everything was appointed in tones and textures of white.

“It’s not too late you know.” The blonde answered, using exactly the same tone. “I have friends who run sanatoria and “well-centers” in Connecticut … and in California, by the surf. There’s one in Los Cabos too. They are all luxurious. Plenty of fancy things and gardens and pool-sides. I could make arrangements.”

“I’m soooo in!” Alexandra admitted. “Where do I sign up, Doc!? Do I lie on this couch?” She asked, pointing toward a white, tufted, leather couch. Alex was trying to analyze how someone was brilliant enough to design it. It was definitely modern, but it still had enough “old world” comfort that you could just lounge on it to read or watch TV. And this leather… it was just… soft, and supple and inviting. “Wait did we get a diagnosis on me already?”

“Well sure, didn’t your friends already decide that you are depressed and need to be cured? Why else would you be seeing a psychiatrist?” The blonde asked, laughing. She came into the sitting area, and sat down in one of the white lounge chairs.

“Right.” Alex agreed. She sat in the chair opposite her, although they were both facing the outside. The Hudson River was playing with the sunlight and the water was bouncing the rays in such a way that it looked like it was generating the sparkles. “So, uhm… how do we do this?”

“Cure you?” The blonde was laughing, and Alex smirked at her, rolling her eyes.

“Relax. This is for you Alexandra. There is no pattern. Want some water or iced tea or something?”

“Water would be great.” Alexandra said, though her mind was more into photographing this room.

The details were extraordinary. The room was “albino”. That seemed to be its strength. Someone specifically made it — not devoid of color, really — but purposefully white. It was rich in its whiteness. The walls, and there were many, although, technically, the whole place was “open”, were of different materials. Some walls were Venetian or marbleized stucco. Some were pure Carrera marble, with just the veining showing through. Some were sueded, and some had mother-of-pearl wall coverings. But everything was white. Not cream… but white. And nothing was in contrast with anything. The hard and soft surfaces all melded.

The ceiling-to-floor windows had no treatments. Large, ornate “boxes” that served as moldings (with mother-of-pearl textures) obviously held shades that could be let down by means of a remote control. There was one, enormous, Chihuly chandelier. It was white, too.

“Do all psychiatrists’ offices look like this?” Alexandra joked, sort of.

“No, actually. I’m trying a new experiment with you.” The good doctor said.

Emilia I. Rutigliano

Emilia I. Rutigliano is an attorney who writes about people that she finds interesting. Although her books are fiction, she weaves in a lot of the events of her own life, practice and travels. She lives in New York City with her husband and three precocious teenagers (who occasionally acknowledge her existence when the internet is malfunctioning).

ALEXANDRA’S ORDER is Emilia’s second book series, and is geared toward readers who enjoy a full story about multi-dimensional characters. Because ORDER takes place in many locations with many different cultures, Emilia doesn’t write it unless she visits each location and meets the people who speak, think and act the same way as the characters in the book. It’s a tough life, but she perseveres…

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Blog Tour- The Wunder Series by AR Von

 

BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – DreamZ, The Approach & Reunion

SERIES – The Wunder Series (Volume 1)

AUTHOR – A.R. Von

GENRE – Paranormal romance/zombie-lit

PUBLICATION DATE – August 2014

PUBLISHER – Dream Z Dragons Publishing

COVER ARTIST – Wicked Muse

 

 

BOOK SYNOPSIS (for Wunder Volume One)

SPECIAL EXTENDED EDITION

(Contains DreamZ, The Approach, Reunion AND bonus material)

Wunder isn’t your average girl in fact—she isn’t even an average human. In a world ravaged by Zombies, she was born amidst the chaos. She may have a normal life now…well as normal as a freak of nature could have. Part zombie while her job is to hunt bloodthirsty creatures to protect the innocent. It’s the dreams that haunt her and they aren’t nightmares. Wunder dreams of a man, a man made just for her. Is he real, can he be the one she‘s yearned for?

Wunder’s life has been far from perfect so far, secretly being part Zombie in a world devastated by the plague of the walking dead. Still, she knew there was something special

awaiting her, someone out there who could change everything and she did find him. Pete is everything she dreamed of and more as she discovers passion and fulfillment for the first time in her life.

Pete has his own secrets to tell. His world is a lonely one as he wrestles with the reality of being part zombie. His hatred for the creatures that killed his parents drives him to patrol the streets and wipe them all out. His life would be stark, but for the dreams he’s been having; of a woman, so sensuous, so sexy. These alluring visions have become erotic and consuming. He feels as if he made her up to keep from going crazy. Is this life of hunting the walking dead, all there is? Or is she out there waiting—just for him?

Now—with the reunion; Wunder’s life turns into a journey of discoveries. Secrets from the past come full circle and her world is changed forever. In the coming chaos, can she keep her new found happiness and the man of her dreams?

 

BUY & TBR LINKS

Series link (Amazon)

 

WUNDER #0.5 – DREAMZ

Amazon (everywhere) – Smashwords – Barnes & Nobles

Are – Coffee Time & Romance

 

WUNDER #1 – THE APPROACH

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WUNDER #2 – REUNION

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WUNDER – VOLUME 1

Amazon – Createspace – Barnes and Noble

GOODREADS TBR LINKS

Wunder (0.5 DreamZ) – Wunder (#1 The Approach) – Wunder (#2 Reunion)

Wunder (#3 Teamwork) – Wunder Volume One (paperback only)

 

 

 

EXCERPT

HOT excerpt (from Volume One- DreamZ)

Why? Why the torture? Each and every single night since I became a woman I awaken sweating, panting, hot and bothered from the pure sexual torture. Many times with my hand rubbing my most intimate place. A dream, so many dreams. Each one is different, but all contain the same faceless dark haired stranger.

“UGH!”

The only things I know for sure is he is tall, has raven black hair, the same color as mine, but much shorter. He has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen. Glowing eyes that seem to be able to see into my soul. My heart’s deepest desires and he always grants them to me without pause. It was strange at first, seeing him and yet not. Not being able to make out his facial features, except for his eyes. I got used to it throughout the years, I guess. One thing I DO know, is the way he makes me feel, always!

So much passion, heat and desire. He makes me feel beautiful, irreplaceable and wanted in a way, I imagine, every woman wants to feel.

Frustration at its finest. This latest dream seemed more realistic than all of the others. I still feel the ripples on my skin from his touch; the most intimate touch I’ve ever experienced, the only touch from a male I’ve had in such a manner. The goose bumps are just starting to go away. His caress is always so sensual and arousing. My mouth is still dry from all of the panting I’ve done, my panties are drenched and my heart is still pounding.

No words could ever describe my desire to meet this man of my dreams. That is—if he truly does exist. I’m going to be 25 years old and have zero sexual experience. I’d give anything to feel even a portion of what I’ve felt during these amazingly satisfying yet torturous dreams. Anything!

When I finally do get out of bed and stroll towards the bathroom, the floors feel extra cold on my overheated feet. “Definitely starting off with a cold shower.” I turn on the water full blast cold, toss my sleep shirt and panties in the hamper and brace for the shock of cold water against my flesh. “ACK!” Holy crap does it sting. But hey, it works. My body no longer feels the intense heat of arousal, just the residual tingles left after the orgasm, still lingering along my body. I fully submerge after adding some hot water to the mix, when I hear banging on the bathroom door. I jump slightly and slip a bit, almost landing flat on my ass. Luckily, I have fast reflexes and right myself quickly.

 

AUTHOR BIO

A.R. was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She’s a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua, whom she considers her furry daughter.) She’s also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time she enjoys exercising, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and writing. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book!

She writes to free her mind of its constant wondering and clutter. She thrives on the fact she can share some of it with readers that have the same passion for a great story.

She also loves to hear from her reader’s and chat away, so feel free to reach out to her any time.

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AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE – BLOG – FACEBOOK

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NETWORKED BLOGS – BLOGLOVIN – GOODREADS – SHELFARI

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GUEST POST

Zombies!

What are they? Well, they’re the walking dead, duh! Seriously though, the zombies (aka the infected) in Wunder have been terrorizing the planet for over 30 years. They are gruesome, strong, and much faster than the average zombie you see on television. They are also a lot smarter. They know how to trap their prey and the best way to get them down for the kill. They crave protein due to its ability to strengthen their muscles and improve their physical condition. So, when they attack their prey (humans), they start off with consuming whatever blood they can get and work their way deep, to get to the marrow of their prey’s bones.

The origin of the contagion is not yet known, but it is under constant investigation. Some say it is alien based, something that was brought to the planet by other worldly beings with hopes all humans would die and the aliens would take over, live and flourish as if we were never here. That’s not yet been proven.

Others say, that it was created as a biochemical weapon from one of Russia’s or Korea’s mad scientists that are out for destruction of anywhere but their country, so they can have all control. But those theories are… Just theories, nuff said.

One thing we do know for sure is Wunder is a rarity. How many people do you know that can actually say they are part zombie? Exactly! NONE.

She now fights alongside some others, to help all that are terrorized by the infected to stay alive and uninfected. She doesn’t see them as kin or anything of the like. She sees them as enemies, targets, needing to just be…gone. And that’s what she’s trained to do for a majority of her life. Taught by her 100% human father and his comrades. Kill or be killed!

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Wishlist Wednesday #45

Summary- When Ichabod Crane, a soldier from the Colonial Army, is resurrected from his grave, more than two centuries after he was killed in battle, he partners with Lieutenant Abbie Mills of the Sleepy Hollow Police Department to fight the evil forces that have taken hold of the town.

It’s a cold day in January, and Ichabod visits Patriots Park for a moment of peace. Instead, he receives a disturbing vision from his wife, Katrina, in which she delivers a cryptic but urgent message: he must retrieve the Congressional Cross that he was awarded by the Second Continental Congress for bravery in action. There’s just one problem: Ichabod was killed before he ever received the medal, and he is unsure where it might be. Together Ichabod and Abbie set out to uncover the mystery of the cross and its connection to George Washington and his secret war against the demon hordes. They soon learn that a coven of witches is also seeking the cross in order to resurrect their leader, Serilda, who was burned at the stake during the Revolutionary War. Now they must locate the cross before the coven can bring back Serilda to exact her fatal revenge on Sleepy Hollow.

Why- I love the show Sleepy Hollow, books and media tie-ins. Sooo win-win.

Blog Tour-McFarland’s Farm by Cardeno C.

McFarland’s Farm

by Cardeno C.

Wealthy, attractive Lucas Reika treats life like a party, moving from bar to bar and man to man. Thumbing his nose at his restaurateur father’s demand that he earn his keep, Lucas instead seduces a valued employee in the kitchen of their flagship restaurant, earning himself an ultimatum: lose access to his father’s money or stay in the middle of nowhere with a man he has secretly lusted over from afar.

Quiet, hard-working Jared McFarland loves his farm on the outskirts of Hope, Arizona, but he aches to have someone to come home to at the end of the day. Jared agrees to take in his longtime crush as a favor. But when Lucas invades his heart in addition to his space, Jared has to decide how much of himself he’s willing to risk and figure out if he can offer Lucas enough to keep him after his father’s punishment is over.

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Cardeno C. – CC to friends – is a hopeless romantic who wants to add a lot of happiness and a few “awwws” into a reader’s day. Writing is a nice break from real life as a corporate type and volunteer work with gay rights organizations. Cardeno’s stories range from sweet to intense, contemporary to paranormal, long to short, but they always include strong relationships and walks into the happily-ever-after sunset.

Cardeno’s Home, Family, and Mates series have received awards from Love Romances and More Golden Roses, Rainbow Awards, the Goodreads M/Romance Group, and various reviewers. But even more special to CC are heartfelt reactions from readers, like, “You bring joy and love and make it part of the every day.”

Website: http://www.cardenoc.com/index.php#.U-Js0Tg-671

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4620386.Cardeno_C_

 

Blog Tour- His by Dawn Robertson

Synopsis

I am a Failure.
I am a Wife.
I am a Business Woman.
I am Bold.
I am Broken.
I am Lonely.
I am Strong.

The only person who has ever fought for me, will only fight with me now. After finally letting my walls crumble for a man, he has destroyed me from the inside out. I should have known that a broken bitch like me would never get a happily ever after. What did I expect?

But what he doesn’t realize is, I am not going to let him walk away so easily. He turned my world upside down, and now I will do the same to his. I just pray our daughter doesn’t become collateral damage.

I am Seven James-Parker, and this is the second part to my story.

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